High Art Page #6

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Joan's gonna keep score

and we're gonna start over.

Joan's gonna keep score?

I want to keep score.

[Door Opens]

Hey!

What are you doing here?

Am I interrupting

something?

Not at all...

you live here.

Where's Greta?

She went to get cereal.

She'll be right back.

We thought you were

staying longer.

[Door Opens, Closes]

When did you get here?

Right now.

What are you doing here?

I live here.

Why didn't you call?

One of us has to go,

Greta.

Maybe I could just stay atJoan's

for a few nights.

That's not what

I'm talking about.

I want you to keep

your account.

I don't want your money.

Well, I'm not just

gonna abandon you, G.

I wouldn't do that.

What are you doing then?

I mean, you just kicked me out,

didn't you?

What am I supposed to do now?

Just get on a plane? Just go back?

No, you don't have to go back.

I understand... your life is here.

No, it's not.

I don't have a life here.

I came here to be with you,

so that you could have a life here.

I had everything in Berlin.

I had a great career.

Gret...

Greta, Fassbinder's dead,

okay?

You didn't have

a career after that.

You are so spoiled.

You are spoiled and selfish,

and you think the whole f***ing world

revolves around you!

You're a dilettante, Lucy.

That's what you are.

You never worked for anything!

Girls, you wanna come

get something to eat?

No, go on, Joan.

[Arnie]

I'll wait for you ladies.

Enjoy your fight.

I'll be right here

when you're done.

I didn't mean to say that.

I really didn't.

I wanted to be

with you.

I love you.

I didn't mean to say those things.

What am I supposed

to do now, G?

I don't know anymore.

Just... be with me tonight.

I'm here, G. I'm with you.

I need you...

at my level.

[Sighs]

It's not going to change anything.

I know it won't.

I just need to be

close to you right now.

Do you have anything?

I don't know.

I don't remember.

Where?

In there.

Is this Arnie's?

Yeah.

I can't believe

you still have this.

I told you

I wasn't doing it anymore.

I thought you were lying.

[Snorting]

Where'd you think

I'd been all week?

With the teenager.

Arnie?

Open the door.

Open the f***in' door.

Hey!

Why are you in here?

Hey.

Arnie.

Are you okay?

Where's Lucy?

Um,

she died this morning.

That is a...

a really f***ed-up thing

to say to me.

You don't know sh*t

about me and Lucy,

and I don't know what Greta has been

telling you, but she is f***ing gone.

Just stop it, okay?

No! You don't understand.

It doesn't f***in' matter!

Oh, hey.

The issue came back.

Great work, Syd.

Thanks.

Great work, Syd.

It looks wonderful.

#Every setting sun #

#And every mother's daughter #

#Is wanted #

# Though I know we be #

#But dust #

#No, I never lost her #

# To one #

# Though I never cared #

# Ooh, what good

is the night to me #

# 'Cause no one

wants to play with me #

# You'll find a letter

waking up #

#Right here #

#Any medicine #

#For curin'hungry lovers #

# Though she'd never weep #

#My wife #

#No one ever taught her #

# Though I never cared #

# Ooh, what good

does the night to me #

# Who never wants

to play with me #

#And don't find the letters

wakin'up #

#Right here #

# Oh, you leave me here #

# What good

is the light to me #

# When lights tend to fall #

#She might be waking up #

#Right ##

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