Desperately Seeking Susan Page #3

Sorry, man. Have you been waiting?

- Never ever again!

- Listen, man, it was an emergency.

I understand. Never ever.

Don't ever ask me again.

- OK.

- Sorry.

This way.

- People live here?

- Yes, people live here!

I just thought it was sort

of unusual, that's all.

Two flights up.

Oh! Sorry.

Oh! Sorry, man. Excuse me.

Those look exactly like my speakers.

Whoa, whoa, whoa! Wait a minute.

What do you think you're doing?

Give me that.

Thank you.

What the hell is goin' on here?

I don't believe it.

What you've gotta do is...

That's just great, Victoria.

It's my stuff, Dez.

So you just come and take it.

No phone call, no discussion,

no nothing.

- How you doin'?

- I'm fine.

Listen... I'm gonna take

this stuff down to the Porsche.

I believe some of that stuff is mine.

Like the answering machine.

Like the Charlie Parker records.

- Oh, you can have it. Here.

- Thank you.

I'll send you a cheque

for the rest, OK?

A cheque? Great.

- Hi.

- Hi.

He's really a nice guy.

You'll be happy together.

- Sorry.

- It's OK.

You know... you could do

a lot with this place.

There's a lot of light.

Sh*t.

It happens, right?

Oh, hi, Dez. It's... It's Jim here.

I'm just calling to

see if Susan's OK.

I'm calling from... Oh, sh*t,

I don't know where we are.

It's some motel... Hey, where are we?

Anyway, no, look...

I'll call you tomorrow, OK?

And thanks again for everything.

You're a pal. Thanks a lot. OK, bye.

That's gotta ring some bells.

- Honestly, no.

- No?

Terrific.

- I need a drink. Do you want something?

- All right.

Whatever you're having.

Apple juice. Coke. Perrier.

Miller or a Heineken?

- All right.

- Which?

Either one.

Please.

I don't believe it!

She took the refrigerator.

- What did the police say?

- Most of these cases turn up in 24 hours.

Did you tell them about the jacket?

Her wedding ring in the soap dish?

I told them!

They seem to think

she's having an affair.

Oh, my God, maybe she is!

It's ridiculous.

Roberta is not having an affair!

- She's much too uptight.

- That is a horrible thing to say.

I suppose you're proud of the way you're

running around with Becky Shuman.

I didn't know you knew.

Anyway, we're not running around!

We're having a perfectly

respectable affair!

- Gary, let me ask you something.

- What?

Does Roberta have orgasms?

I mean, did she have them with you?

- Orgasms?

- You have heard of them, haven't you?

Maybe she left you because

you weren't satisfying her.

Leslie! Not everybody is

obsessed with orgasms!

- Some people just... have them.

- Did she?

- Did Phil Donahue discuss orgasms?!

- You are really a pig!

- At least I know about feelings.

- Feelings. I feel! I feel!

You're disgusting. You're just like Daddy!

No wonder Roberta left you.

Would you stop saying that!

- Gary...

- Larry!

That looks great.

Any word from Roberta yet?

Fast work, Les.

Oh, let's have some chicken.

The chicken is for tomorrow. Larry!

What did the police say?

I can't believe you're

eating during a crisis!

We're nervous!

Then take a Valium

like a normal person!

She has great teeth.

That's why I showed

up at Battery Park.

Jim said a friend of yours got killed

outside your hotel in Atlantic City.

He was pretty worried.

Killed?

Dead?

Sort of goes with the territory,

doesn't it, Susan?

Maybe I know who did it.

I wish I could remember.

Maybe you were the killer.

No!

I should probably lay

low for while, huh?

It might be a wise idea.

You don't know who the

guy at the quay was?

Maybe a jilted lover?

I don't think so.

Maybe he was.

You know somethin'?

You are not at all what I expected.

You're not quite what

I expected either.

Just how did I meet Jim?

I mean, how...

How did I meet him?

Maybe it would help.

I think it was at some coffee shop.

It was your first day at work.

Jim waltzed in.

You brought his food over and

you ripped up the check.

Is he tall? I mean Jim.

He's about medium.

Is he sort of thin?

Sort of. Sort of...

my build.

What colour eyes does he have?

Blue.

Like yours?

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Sorry.

I don't know what happened. I just...

Sorry.

Come on.

Dez!

Dez...

Wanna go out to breakfast with me?

Breakfast?

What have you got on?

Some sort of disguise?

- You don't like it?

- No, it's...

sort of charming.

It's my treat.

What did you do? Rob a bank?

I don't know. Maybe.

Where do you wanna go?

See, I found this in the suitcase.

Gunny's Coffee Shop?

I know the place.

It's over on Center Street.

Maybe that's the place

where I met Jim.

- So?

- So...

So we go there and see

if anybody remembers me.

So what do you think?

Anyone look familiar?

No. Not yet.

I found this in the suitcase.

You ever hear of it?

The Magic Club? Yeah.

That's that place over on Broadway.

Why?

I thought I'd go there and

see if I remember anyone.

- You know what you're having?

- Sure.

What are you having?

Well, it's your treat, right?

- Yeah, I got money.

- I'm gonna have... blueberry blintzes.

I'll have that too. That sounds good.

What can I get you?

Yes, I would like a... coffee...

and a... doughnut.

Miss! When you get a chance,

could you take our order?

You can stay. She's gotta go.

Mick, it's that crazy

girl with the jacket.

- You, out!

- You know me?!

Yeah. You won't get a free meal here.

- I got money, I can pay.

- I don't want your money. Get out.

- We got money. What is it?

- Mind your own business.

- This is my business, wait a minute!

- Come on, out!

- Hey, I'm with her.

- Come on, come on.

You're lucky I don't press charges!

Dez.

Are you OK? Are you all right?

I'm sorry!

Rule number one was no drama.

- Remember?

- Yes. I know. I'm sorry.

Let's get out of here.

I'm sorry.

You won't even let

me wear my glasses!

Go back to selling T-shirts!

You're fired!

No, you don't, lan, because I quit!

Hey! Not under the ladder!

My luck can't get much worse anyway.

Miserable scumbags!

Maybe I should've slept with him.

Man, some witch steals my clothes,...

Meeker gets pushed out a hotel

window and now you get fired.

No offence, but bad luck really

seems to be following you around.

We're both free now.

Let's just go to the movies.

A double feature?

Come on!

I'll pay for the movie if

you pay for the popcorn.

OK, but listen. How much is popcorn?

- 2.50

- OK.

This must be the place.

Sir, could you pull over,

please? This is it.

I'm sorry about what happened.

- Are you sure you're not angry?

- Yeah.

- Really?

- I'm not angry.

OK. You're a real pal.

I'll tell Jim.

- Bye!

- Bye.

A real pal. I'll tell Jim...

Bleecker Street Cinema.

You just don't fire

someone like that!

Who am I gonna find

at such short notice?

Come on, Ray. You know lots of girls.

- Plenty of women need work.

- Ma! Let me take care of this.

Hello.

You saw the sign outside?

Are you looking for a job?

Yeah. Yeah, I think I am.

- She thinks she's looking for a job.

- No!

I am, I am! What kind of job?

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