Little Manhattan Page #3

over a cupcake.

They're not the same age.

How much you

want to bet?

A buck says he's six months

younger than her.

Buy me an ice cream?

No, you're buying me one.

Excuse me?

Uh-huh.

Is that your son?

Yeah.

How old is he?

He's two and a half.

And that little girl...

...do you know

how old she is?

She's three months

younger.

That proves nothing.

Man, look at her.

Have you ever seen anyone

more beautiful?

So smart, too.

She's just my type.

Wow.

I didn't even know

I had a type.

Now if I could only shake

the nanny...

...we'd be in business.

So, um, should we get

that ice cream now?

Now?

Well I mean, sure,

if-if you want one.

Birdie, can we go get

an ice cream?

Yep. Hurry back now.

Uh, no, thanks.

Unfortunately,

this one's on me.

My first date.

The big spender.

Haagen-Dazs all the way, baby.

So, how come I have nothing

to say to her?

Why isn't she looking at me?

Am I that hideous?

Do I smell?

You, um, come here often?

Central Park?

Um, yeah.

What kind of question is that?

I hate myself.

I live across the street,

you know.

You?

Me?

Are you more Riverside?

Yeah, I'm more

of a Riverside guy.

That's really the park, but

Central Park's pretty cool.

I've done my time here.

Hey, Strawberry Fields.

Do you know what

it's named for?

Some Beatles song, right?

Close. It's actually

the name of the orphanage...

...in Liverpool where

John Lennon...

...used to play with his

friends who lived there.

- Really?

- Yeah.

I didn't know that. Neat.

I took Rosemary on a tour

of the park...

...that would make your head spin.

This is my Central Park,

my New York.

Yeah, they used

to have herds...

...and hundreds

and hundreds...

...of sheep grazing

in these fields.

And then they gave

the sheepherder a job...

...in the zoo at

the Lion House.

Oh, yeah, didn't the sheepherder

used to live, up in the top...

See those

buildings up there?

When I was younger,

I used to pretend...

...they were pirate ships,

and I'd fight 'em.

I never took you

for a pirate guy.

Well, I outgrew

that eventually.

That's where my aunt's

getting married next week.

Oh, the boathouse, of course.

Flower girl.

Ah, I'm so looking

forward to that.

My aunt asked me to be

her flower girl when I was four...

...but, little did any

of us know...

...it'd take seven years for her

boyfriend to pop the question.

That's hilarious.

I was charming and suave.

Everything you could hope to be

on your first real date.

Maybe we should practice

more karate.

You need it.

I am this close

to becoming a yellow belt.

Try this close.

What's tomorrow

like for you?

Saturday, um...

I've got cello

in the morning.

And in the afternoon

I've got tap.

Tap. What time

does tap end?

I'm sorry.

After tap, I've got this

Indian Princess thing...

I do with my father.

Geez, it was easier

scheduling Arab-Israeli...

...peace talks that making

a date with this girl.

What's Indian Princess?

It's this

"Daddy and Me" thing.

Don't ask.

I just do it so he won't feel

guilty working late all week.

How about Sunday?

Sunday's good.

Morning?

In the morning

I have a tutor.

But how about the afternoon?

Tutor? What kind

of tutor?

It's for the ERBs.

My parents want me to go

to Ethical Culture next year.

Or Trinity.

Private school?

Really?

I probably won't get in

anywhere.

Maybe I'll throw the test.

Whoa. What exactly

did that mean?

Was that some kind of sign?

She'd throw her test for me?

Does she like like me?

You nearly gave me

a heart attack.

Where were you, girl?

I'm sorry. We were...

Sorry ain't good enough.

You're 11 years old.

This is New York City.

You can't go off running

by yourself like that.

You want Birdie telling

your parents on you, huh?

Now you two

say your good-byes now.

Sunday afternoon?

Sounds good.

Maybe I should come

to your place.

Um, my place?

See, ever since my dad moved

onto the couch...

I've been a little uninterested

in having friends over.

Perfect.

See you then.

Come on. Let's go.

Here.

Running off like that.

You know better than that.

Never had I felt so alive.!

I had a date with Rosemary.

Was there any better age to be...

...in any better city

in the world?

Sunday couldn't come

fast enough.

What was today?

Only Friday?

Oh, the eternity.

Whoa! Hey! Watch

where you're going!

- Get off the sidewalk, you maniac!

- Sorry!

Hey, how goes it,

Mr. Gabe?

Pretty fine, Ralph.

How's it coming along

with that placekicking?

Placekicking?

I'm actually more into

karate these days.

- Karate?

- Yeah.

You've got to watch this show,

Extreme Martial Arts...

...with this guy,

Mike Chatterandabut.

- Mike?...

- Mike Chat. Oh!

- Mike Chat.

- Yeah.

All right, cool.

I'll check it out.

Hold the door, please.

Oh, sure.

No problem, Lina.

That's what

I'm here for, right?

Thank you so much,

Ralph.

Thank you.

Sure.

New au pair in 3-G.

She's from Stockholm.

Gotcha.

Mike Chat knows that showmanship is huge...

...in the martial arts tournaments.

In fact, Mike's

the Tony Hawk of martial arts...

...the guy who changed the game...

...and he's master teacher...

Hyah! Hyah! Hyah!

- Mike pioneered XMA-

Extreme Martial Arts.

He's rooted in the fundamentals.

Ki-yah!

Hey, um, Mom?

Hey.

I was thinking

I kind of need a haircut.

A haircut?

Yeah.

Okay, I'll do it in the morning.

See, this was a sensitive

subject around our house...

...because, up until now...

...my mom's actually given me...

...every haircut I've ever had.

Not to say she hasn't learned

a thing or two over the years.

But, lately,

it's been occurring to me...

...that she's not exactly what

we might call a professional.

A- Actually I was, you know,

kind of thinking...

...maybe we could go out for one.

Out?

Yeah, you know, like...

...to a barbershop.

You mean pay for it?

Well, not an expensive one.

Don't be ridiculous, honey.

I can cut your hair.

Hey, Dad.

I really think it's time...

...that Mom stops cutting my hair.

Don't you?

Think about Giambi.

I don't trust that damn guy.

I don't trust him

guarding that bag.

He's got bat,

no doubt about that.

What do you think we ought to do

with this guy...

...put him on the block

or what?

Hey, could you take

it a little higher...

...over the ears, please?

- No problem.

- Thanks.

Voila.

Best $ 12 I ever spent.

Look at me.

I was hot.

- Our ball.

- What the heck?

Hey, man.

It's a legitimate foul.

Dude, you just

totally hacked me.

No.

Look, I don't need

you losers.

Okay, maybe I was

a little excitable.

But I didn't want to get

bruised up...

...before my big karate practice.

Hey, Rosemary.

Hey there, pretty lady.

How's it going, girl?

Hey, Rosemary Telesco.

I- I got it!

Mr. Gabe...

I got a Rosemary

down here for you.

Send her up, Ralph.

I loathed myself

for feeling like I did.

- Hey.

- I mean, this is crazy.

She's a girl, for God's sake.

It's not like she's

a New York Knick or something.

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