Cosmopolis Page #3

First, there's the bankruptcies

for six straight months.

More each month, more on the way.

Large Chinese corporations.

This is good.

The yuan will drop.

This is loss of faith.

It will force the yuan to drop.

Dollar will settle up.

The yuan will drop. Where's Chin?

Working on visual patterns.

This thing doesn't chart.

It charts.

It doesn't chart the way

you chart technology stocks

you can find real patterns there,

locate predicting components, this is different.

We're teaching him to see.

You should do the seeing,

you're the seer.

What is he? He's a kid.

He's got a streak in his hair, he's got the earing...

He doesn't have the earing.

If he was any dreamy,

we'd have to put him on life support.

What's the second rumor?

There's a rumor, it seems,

involving the Finance minister

some kind of scandal

about a misconstrued comment

He made a comment about the economy

that may have been misconstrued.

The whole country is now analyzing

the grammar and syntax of this comment.

Or it wasn't even what he said,

it was when he paused.

They're trying to construe

the meaning of the pause.

It may be deeper

even than grammar.

He may be breathing.

So the whole economy convulses

because the man took a breath.

You gripped the water bottle.

Yes, it's that soft type plastic.

You grip it.

You choke it.

It's a matter of fact thing.

It's sexual tension.

It's every day

nervousness in a life.

It's sexual tension.

Days like these...

What?

That whole sad business of

Judeo-Christian jogging. You were not born to run.

I look at you. I know what you are.

Your sloppy body, smelly and wet

a woman who was born to stay strapped in a

chair, while a man tells her how much she excites him.

How come we've never

spend this kind of time together?

Your prostate is asymmetrical.

Those two, they're ours?

I felt the need

imperative, that we reroute.

The situation is what?

This.

Water main break, we have flood

conditions ahead. State of chaos.

This. The question of the president

and his whereabouts. He is fluid. He is moving.

Wherever he goes, our satellite receiver reports

a ripple effect in the traffic that causes mass paralysis.

This also.

There's a funeral proceeding slowly

downtown and now deflecting westward.

Many vehicles, numerous mourners on foot.

And finally this.

We have a report of imminent

activity in the area.

Activity?

Imminent.

Nature is yet unknown.

Complex says "use caution".

Recite to me.

Where's your necktie?

I had my checkout.

Saw my heart on the screen.

I don't like saying this.

But?

You smell of sex.

That's my doctor's

appointment you smell.

I smell sex all over you.

It's what?

It's hungry you smell.

I wanna eat lunch.

You wanna eat lunch.

We're people in the world.

We need to eat and talk.

I'm not sure how hungry I am.

Eat. You'll find out.

Speaking of sex.

We've been married only weeks.

Barely weeks.

Everything is barely weeks.

We have minutes to live.

We don't want to start counting the times, do we?

And having solemn discussions on the subject.

No, we wanna do it.

And we will.

We shall.

We wanna have it.

Sex.

Yes.

Because there isn'time

not to have it.

Time is a thing that grows scarcer every day.

What, you don't know this?

I like that bookshop.

Do you know why?

Because it's semi-underground.

You feel hidden.

You like to hide.

From what?

Sometimes only noise.

You're one of those silent

wistful children, glued to the shadows.

And you?

I don't know.

I don't think about it.

Think about one thing

and tell me what it was.

Alright, one thing.

When I was four, I figured out how

much I weight on each of the planets in the Solar System.

That's nice.

I like that.

Such science and ego combined.

When are we going to the lake?

F*** the lake.

I thought we like it there

after all the planning,

the construction.

To get away, to be alone together.

It's quiet at the lake.

It's quiet in town.

The way we live, yes, I suppose.

High enough, far enough.

What about your car?

Not so quiet, surely.

You spend a lot of time there.

I had the car prousted.

Yes?

The way they build a stretch is this:

Take a vehicle base unit cut in half

with a huge throbbing saw device.

And they add a segment to lengthen

the chassis by ten, elven, twelve feet.

Whatever desired dimension.

Twenty-two feet, if you like.

While they did this to my car,

I sent the word that they had to proust is.

Cork-line it against street noise.

It's lovely, actually.

I love that.

The vehicles are armored, of course.

This complicated the cork-lining.

But they managed in the end.

It's a gesture.

A thing a man does.

Did it work?

How could it work, no!

This city eats and sleeps noise.

Makes noise out of every century.

Makes the same noises that were made in the seventeen century,

along with other noises that where developed since then.

No.

But I don't mind the noise.

The noise energizes me.

Important thing is that it's there.

Cork?

That's right. The cork.

This is what finally matters.

Is this what I wanted?

Tell me what you wanted.

Duck consomm

with an herb twist.

It's true, you know.

You do actually reek of sexual discharge.

It's not the sex you think I've had.

It's the sex I want, that's what you smell on me.

'Cause the more I look at you,

the more I know about us both.

Tell me what that means.

Or don't.

No, don't.

And the more I wanna

have sex with you.

Because that's a certain kind of sex

that has an element of cleansing.

It's the antidote to disillusion.

The counter-poison.

You need to be inflamed, don't you?

This is your element.

Where are you going after the bookstore?

Because there's a hotel.

I was going to the bookstore. Period.

I was in the bookstore,

I was happy there.

Where were you going?

To get a haircut.

Do you need a haircut?

I need anything you can give me.

Be nice.

I need all the meanings

of the inflamed.

There's a hotel just across the avenue.

We can start over.

Or finish with intense feeling,

that's one of the meanings.

To arouse a passionate feeling.

We can finish what we barely started.

Two hotels, in fact.

We have a choice.

I don't think I want to pursue this.

No, you don't.

You wouldn't.

Be nice to me.

A specter is haunting the world!

A specter is haunting the world!

A specter is haunting the world!

We want to think about the art of money-making.

The greeks have a word for it.

Chrimatistikos.

But we have to give the word a little leeway.

Adapt it to the current situation.

Because money has taken a turn.

All wealth has become wealth for its own sake.

There's no other kind of enormous wealth.

Money has lost its narrative quality,

the way painting did once upon a time.

Money is talking to itself.

I want this car, which I love.

The glow of the screens.

I love the screens.

The glow of cyber-capital.

So radiant and seductive.

I understand none of this.

Does it ever stop? Does it slow down?

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