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Bless you, my son.

Grazie.

Can I get you something?

Oh, that's going to be

very flattering.

Why don't you get my right profile?

I think he's allergic to Italian.

No. I'm not allergic to anything.

Oh, come on, Martin. We all know

allergies are psychosomatic.

Amputate!

Oh, maga, maga!

Witch!

You better watch out, Annie,

you're the helpless blonde.

I'm not a helpless blonde.

You stopped sneezing.

No, I never sneeze while attacking

beautiful, helpless women.

- I am not a helpless woman!

- Bullshit!

Whoa, big fella!

Whoo you!

Hey.

I didn't know

you could play the piano.

Don't stop.

I'm going back to school, Suze.

I started writing.

You did?

But I'm feeling a little isolated.

Well, what are they

going to teach you?

Well, I just think it'll help to be

around people who are writing.

What do you think?

Well, what do you think?

I think I need the feedback.

Then it's OK.

I don't know what's

best for you, Annie.

So how's the new place?

OK.

What's it like living alone,Suze?

I like it.

Thanks.

You live in New York?

No.

Well, where you going?

Colorado.

Oh. Are you hitching?

Probably.

By yourself?

Aren't you afraid?

You ask a lot of questions.

It's just that I haven't spoken

to anybody for three days.

Sometimes I talk so much...

I don't even know what I'm saying.

I didn't want to say anything

I didn't mean,

so I stopped talking.

Is this your car?

It's my parents'.

Do you live in New York?

Student?

You work?

Yeah.

What do you do?

I'm a photographer.

The guy I just left

was a photographer.

Well, nothing's permanent, I guess.

Except maybe pictures, huh?

Morning.

Oh, I hope you don't mind. I moved some

of your boxes to make room for myself.

Are you a dancer?

Sort of.

Is Ceil your real name?

Cecelia.

I don't mind you watching.

What are you doing?

Warming up.

I'm going to a workshop

this afternoon.

You want to come?

Oh, I can't dance.

You don't have to be a dancer.

There'll be lots of interesting people there.

I've got to look for a job.

Come on.

This is good for your body.

What's good for your body

is good for your mind.

It'll help you get a job.

No, it'll help me

avoid looking for a job.

OK.

I don't know.

Come on.

OK.

Outta sight.

This place is great.

You don't get electricity?

No. Not this month.

Are you broke?

In a manner of speaking.

Desperately.

It's a lot of space for one person.

Yeah.

I was living with a woman

who I was going to share it with.

A chopped liver Torah?

Last time it was the star of David.

Did I ever tell you

my grandparents were orthodox?

No.

My grandfather loved lady wrestlers.

He used to watch them on TV Friday

nights after everybody else had left.

One morning, I got up,

I went downstairs...

I saw him praying behind these

glass doors between the living room

and the dining room.

He was...

Wrapping his tefillin and davening.

All of a sudden, I realized

that he was talking to God.

I wanted to talk to God, too.

I mean, it looked like God

was right there with him.

So I...

Started to open the door.

Slowly...

But he saw me.

And he said, very quietly,

he said, "get out. "

So...

I decided that if he wasn't going

to let me talk to God,

I'd just have to talk to God myself.

So, when I was 7...

When I was 7,

I decided...

To become a rabbi.

You would've made a great rabbi.

Thank you.

Did you want to be a rabbi

when you were a kid?

Actually, I wanted

to become an actor.

What happened?

Well, my parents didn't want me to.

They wanted me to become a rabbi.

They said there was no future in acting.

Well, you really are an actor.

I mean, sort of.

Sort of.

This is what I like

about being a rabbi.

It's wonderful.

Better than talking with God?

I don't know yet.

Is he here?

Always.

Well...

God-

- this is my chance, right?

God, do you think

that you could teach me to tango?

For better...

Or for worse.

In sickness...

And in health.

Who's this?

Oh, that?

That's Marcel Marceau.

Did you ever see him?

No.

When can I see you again?

I have to bring in

the Bermans' contact sheets.

Oh, the Bermans!

Can we have lunch Sunday?

Is that OK?

That would be wonderful.

I'm free all afternoon.

Susan?

It is I.

Hey, someone called

today about a job.

For you.

For me?

You mean that I,

princess of plums,

purveyor of all that does not require

a can opener, have lucked out?

Yup.

L'Chaim!

Ceil, do you know

that I tangoed tonight?

Whoo! It was incredible.

I don't think I'm

as uncoordinated as I thought.

Ceil?

You know that woman

I told you I lived with?

Well, she was my roommate,

not my lover.

Ceil...

No.

Don't?

Good night.

Good night.

Aren't you going to unpack, Suze?

Oh, yeah.

Eventually.

Where've you been?

I've been calling you for days.

It's been really crazy

around here lately, Annie.

Are you becoming religious?

Oh, no.

That's Ceil's.

Who?

She's a dancer,

on her way to Colorado.

Ah, she's the one

that answered the phone.

I thought you liked living alone.

Well, she's interesting.

I like her.

Anyway, she really needed

a place to stay.

You do her laundry, too?

Oh, uh, she's a little irresponsible.

What are you doing?

I'm getting in touch with my body.

You're in a good mood today.

How come you're in such a good mood?

Exercise.

Do I know him?

We have a, uh, professional

relationship at the moment.

Bordering on mad passion.

Bordering on mad passion, yes.

Hallelujah!

Is he cute?

Oh, I wouldn't say he's cute.

He's very attractive.

How old is he?

He's, uh...

Slightly older than me.

30?

Slightly older.

40-ish?

- 50-ish.

- 50-ish?

Susan, he's married.

Hi.

- Oh, hi.

- Ceil, um...

This is Anne.

Hi.

Hello.

I got great fabric in a thrift shop...

I thought it'll make beautiful curtains.

Oh, that's nice.

Suze, don't you think you're getting into

something you really don't want to get into?

I'm not into anything yet.

- I'm just having lunch with him tomorrow.

- Lunch.

And maybe a little dessert, too.

- Suze, married men stay married.

- Annie, come on, give me a break, OK?

I mean, he's not your husband.

I don't know what's gonna happen.

Tea?

No, thanks.

Suze...

What?

Guess.

You...

Martin has been commissioned

to design a playground

for paraplegics.

Ramps, slides, etc.

All this will occur in sunny Florida.

You bought a condominium.

I'm pregnant.

What?

You heard me.

But I thought

you were going to school.

I am. Being pregnant doesn't mean

you lie in bed for nine months, Susan.

But you'll stop.

Temporarily.

I can still do both.

Well, is that all you have to say?

A baby.

Oh, that's so incredible.

I want to do that.

I really want to do that.

Anne's always been impetuous.

I could never do that.

I couldn't take the responsibility.

That takes a lot of guts.

You think so?

Well, could you do it?

Maybe.

Someday.

Have you ever seen

Paul Taylor's dance company?

No.

Well, thanks for

wringing out my shirt.

Ceil, you know, that's a tray

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