If Lucy Fell Page #5

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All I can say is, you better pick one

of those least disgusting guys in, uh,

the next 13 days.

Know what I'm sayin'?

You just worry about

closin' your own deal.

Listen, if we get the school,

which I think we're gonna get,

but we don't get the weird

boyfriends and girlfriends,

do we have to jump anyway?

Good night, Joe.

Wait a minute.

Could I get some specifics

on that weird Bwick thing?

See you tomorrow. No, no, no, no.

I told you everything.

Come on, that's

not fair, you dog.

You were brilliant

tonight, Joe.

I hate you.

Sweet dreams.

No, wait.

What? What?

Was I okay tonight?

You were the best.

Really?

Good night.

Wait, Lucy, I was...

Go to sleep.

Lucy, come on.

I was okay, really?

I love you. Good night.

See you in the morning.

Good night.

Night-night.

Good night, moon.

What?

Good night, moon.

Good night, moonie-moonie.

Good night, fish.

Good night, spoon.

Hello?

Joe?

Yes. I am Joe.

Joe MacGonaughgill.

It's Jane.

Jane? We met last

night at your opening.

Jane?

Hello? Hi. Hi. Hi. Uh...

Hi, Jane? How's it goin'?

Great.

Um, what are you doin'?

Just hangin' out.

Um, listen,

can I ask, uh,

can I ask you a question?

Yeah.

Would you like

to have dinner with me?

I'd love to.

Really?

Mmm-hmm.

Okay, great.

Um, I guess I'll just, uh,

I'll just give you a call.

Okay, why don't you

just do that?

Okay. Bye.

Bye.

Yes!

Oh, I guess I'm not dating my

new girlfriend now. Bullshit.

I'm dating her. We're dating.

I got a date with her.

You're a hero. Piss off.

Why can't you ever

be happy for me?

Why can't you be happy?

Piss off!

Lucy!

Oh, hi. I'll be down

after my session, okay?

Lucy, wait.

What? I'm late. What is it?

Bwick Elias, Lucy.

You know, the painter? Bwick?

He's nice. We talked,

and he'd like to call you.

I'd like to call you.

Unfortunately, he was too

overwhelmed with, um, sadness

by your untimely

departure last night,

and, um, he couldn't ask

for your number.

Too overwhelmed with sadness by

your untimely departure last night,

he couldn't ask

for your number.

But, but stalking me was apparently

well within your comfort zone.

I made this for you.

Oh.

You can have it.

Or we could trade.

Little birdie for your number?

Thank you.

555-6745. Cellular.

Hush! Little child speaks

what we dare not say.

I dare for you

not to have me call you.

I dare you!

Which one?

Well, I think I like this.

I like this. This is nice.

Yeah. It's pretty.

Yeah, I like that on you.

It doesn't really matter, 'cause

he's not gonna call, anyway.

Well, if you'd shut up

about it, he'd call.

And if I don't?

Then he won't.

Oh.

If I wear these with it, do you

think it's too dark? Hello?

No, I kind of like the dark-light...

Hi, Bwick.

Is she free tonight?

Yes, she is.

Well.

I guess I'll be

wearing this tonight

on my date, 'cause...

'cause he called me.

Okay, bye.

And down. Slowly.

Slowly. Lower, lower.

Good. Good.

Saturation, saturation.

And vanquish!

Vanquish! Vanquish. Good.

Rotate right.

Rotate right. Slowly.

Attitude adjustment.

Good. And stab!

Ha! Drop. Door.

Bica!

Water.

Oh. Come in. It's open.

I've gotta go. Bye.

Hi.

You bought me a shrubbery?

Well, I was at the, uh,

the flower store,

and roses just seemed

a little boring.

So you bought me a shrubbery.

I wouldn't really call it

a shrubbery, Jane.

It's a... It's a ficus tree. It's

a very rare and exotic plant.

Well...

How wonderfully

'80s of you, Joe.

Fine, I'll just kill it.

No, no, no, no!

Don't! Don't! Don't.

No, no! Don't! No.

I love it. I love it.

You sure?

It's beautiful.

We can put it

in my dentist's office.

Stop!

I've never done this

in front of anyone before.

I haven't felt

comfortable enough.

Red.

Purple!

I hate this! You, put

purple, all around. Smear.

Smear red!

Red.

Position 3!

Now, up. Go. Knees! Down.

Sugar?

Yeah. Two, please.

What are you smiling about?

Nothin'.

I'm just happy to be here.

I find it really hard

to concentrate around you

'cause I'm, I'm so into you.

Do you find it at all hard

to concentrate around me?

A little bit? Now and then?

It's symbolic.

Life equals love,

which actually equals death.

Life equals death.

It's symbolic?

Yeah.

Symbolic death?

Symbols of life

and death and love.

Life equals death,

which is in the middle.

The subset is love,

which is really

what the symbol is: Love.

Life equals love equals death.

It's symbolic.

Wait.

You have a woman with

life painted on her, uh,

area, and she's

stabbing to death

a man with a knife

that says love on it.

And then in big,

bold letters it says,

"life equals love

equals death."

I don't know that

it's very symbolic, Bwick.

It's kind of spelled out.

So it sucks.

Hans.

No, it doesn't suck. It's

just that it's not really...

You know, it's...

It's a literal painting.

It's not symbolic,

which is fine.

Mmm-hmm.

It's literal.

Right. Just literally sucks.

No.

No, you're right. You're right.

It just symbolically sucks.

Hans!

It certainly isn't very

literal anymore, is it?

No. It's... It's symbolic.

Do you believe in a big love?

Is that a serious question?

Look, when I was 16,

I was in love with this

guy called William.

I was completely

absorbed by him.

I felt like I had

no sense of autonomy,

no sense of being.

It was almost like I

didn't exist without him.

I couldn't sleep, I couldn't

eat, I couldn't do anything

unless he was around.

It was like I was

just the same person,

and I thought that was

being madly in love.

Or the big love, as you'd say.

You know, I wrote

an article just recently

about how overrated the sense

of falling in love is.

People just seem to think it's all

about, like, the initial thing,

the, the flowers,

and the explosions

and the... And the symphonies

and that excitement when you

see somebody, and then...

And then what?

You know? Nobody seems to

be able to maintain that.

That's what I think

the big love is,

the capacity to be... To be able

to reinvent the relationship

to be able to, to grow and to

expand and to maintain that feeling

and not feel that

if you don't have it,

then it's not working,

you know,

and you just walk out

and you find it elsewhere.

No, that big love

you're talking about,

I think that's... That's...

That's just for lovers.

So, you have some

feelings on this issue?

Huh?

Mmm, deep-seated feelings.

I need to tell you,

you went crazy earlier.

Sometimes I feel things, Lucy.

What you feel, I treat.

Do you feel that?

Maybe.

Flesh.

Is symbolic.

Love

is flesh.

Flesh

equals

symbolic.

Our paintings

and our fingers

equal symbolic.

Flesh.

All right, one kiss,

but that's all.

So you don't think that someone

could, like, see someone

from afar,

fall hopelessly in love with them,

and live happily ever after?

One looks everywhere

for something to lean on.

One is charmed by the

hope of having found it.

It turns out to be a dream

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