Loosies Page #3

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Thanks.

- I can't talk to you.

You just want to get smart

all the time and walk away.

- If I was smart,

I wouldn't have talked to you

to begin with,

and I just would have

walked away.

- See, that's what

I'm talking about.

I'm trying to do my part here,

okay?

I want to find a good doctor,

and I want to pay for it.

So what do you say?

- I say you're an a**hole.

But I'll think about it.

- Wait.

How do I get ahold of you?

- Call me here.

I'm livin' out of Gomer's

back office.

- How much?

No, I don't have insurance.

I don't want a free clinic okay?

I want to pay for it.

No, I realize that, but...

Okay, well, what if I paid cash?

I mean, can we work a deal

or something?

Hello?

Hello?

- I just came by

to get the rest of my things.

Bobby, can you just

say something?

- Or what?

You gonna have your boyfriend

beat me up?

- He's a good man.

He needs me.

- What about me, Ma?

I need you.

- No, you don't.

You're taking care of me.

I don't want you

to have to take care of me.

With Carl,

we take care of each other.

- Oh, yeah?

Is that the arrangement you made

with your bingo buddy?

- I love him, Bobby.

Not the way I loved your father

and not the way I love you.

It's a different love.

Maybe someday

you'll meet somebody,

and you'll understand.

You'll know.

I got to go.

Look, he wants to invite you

to dinner tomorrow night.

Start fresh.

Here's the number.

I'm happy, Bobby.

Can't you be happy for me?

- Hey.

Turn the iron setting down.

Don't burn all his shirts

like you do mine.

(telephone ringing)

Hey, Jax.

No, no, I can't today.

I got to take care

of some stuff.

- Bobby.

Bobby Corelli.

That's you, right?

- What?

- Is that your name?

You live here?

- Who?

- You, Bobby.

- Me?

I'm Tommy.

- Tommy.

- Tommy.

I'm just...

I was visiting my aunt.

- You don't live here?

- No.

- Hey, Bobby, how's it going?

I hear your mother's

getting married.

Congratulations.

- They got me, Jax.

They got me.

I don't know how they got me,

but they got me.

- Who?

Who got you?

- The cops.

The cops got me.

They were all over my apartment

like a bees' nest.

How did they get my name?

- I don't know.

I have no idea how they know.

Maybe it was your little

girlfriend ratted you out.

- She doesn't know what I do.

- They follow you here?

- No.

- How do you know?

- You're fine, okay?

- What are you gonna do?

- I don't know.

I mean, I got to lay low.

That's what I got to do.

Just got to lay low.

- You find a place

to do that thing?

- Yeah, Elmsview Hospital.

I was born there,

so it must be good, right?

- Must be terrific.

Look how you turned out.

I need, like, a hundred bucks

or something.

I got to stay at a motel.

I got nowhere to go.

- Get out of here.

- Give me a hundred bucks.

Where am I supposed to go?

I don't got nothing, all right?

Nothing for you.

- I'm not joking.

I got nowhere to go.

- No, I'm not gonna

give you nothing.

- Are you kidding me?

Prick!

You think I need you?

I can just go pick

a couple of wallets.

Hey, hey, hey,

you got 20 bucks?

No?

What is wrong with this kid?

- Hey, Bobby.

If I were you,

I'd stay off the subway.

Take a taxi.

- Yeah, thanks.

(phone beeping)

Hey. Hey, Carl.

It's Bobby.

Bobby, the guy

you punched in the face.

Yeah, is...

is my mother there?

She's asleep?

Okay.

No, no, I didn't realize

what time it was.

Just tell her I'll

see you guys tomorrow.

Okay?

Yeah.

No, I'm fine.

Thanks, bye.

(whispering) Lucy

Lucy.

- Why are you whispering?

If you're gonna pound

on the door like that,

you might as well be screamin'.

- I came to tell you

that we have an appointment

tomorrow at 2:
00,

so if that works for you...

- Well, uh...

It's 3:
00 in the morning, so...

I'll see you in about 11 hours.

Next time, try calling.

Oh, wait, you don't do that.

- I had a rough night.

Maybe I can come in

for a second,

for a drink or something.

- In case you haven't noticed,

we're closed.

- Can I just come in

for a minute,

one minute?

I...

(sighs)

I have nowhere else to go.

Please.

- For a minute.

- You got a cigarette?

- Pregnant women don't smoke.

You still want that drink?

- Yeah.

Scotch, thanks.

- You want to talk about it?

- About what?

About whatever's

got you worn slick.

- Worn slick?

What is that, Texas slang?

- How do you know

I'm from Texas?

- I know a few things.

- Then tell me,

Mr. Know-a-Few Things,

what's got you pounding

on my door

in the middle of the night?

- I got evicted.

- Okay.

- Can I ask you a question?

That Fred Flintstone guy

your boyfriend?

- Why?

Are you jealous?

- Curious.

- No, he's not.

I mean, he used to be.

He, um...

He just looks out for me now.

Protective older brother.

In fact, he'd probably kill you

if he knew you were here

right now,

especially if he knew you were

the one that knocked me up.

- He knows about...

- Yeah.

Why are you so curious

about him?

- I don't know.

Just, you know,

he's a lot different than me,

right?

So I was just wondering,

that night, you know, you...

I mean, if that's the type

you like then why...

Forget it.

- You asking me why I went home

with you that night?

- Yeah.

- I've been asking myself that

every day for three months.

It was your eyes.

- My eyes?

- Yeah.

Yeah.

I liked your eyes.

You had really kind eyes.

It kind of reminded me

of my father's.

- So you went home with me

because I had nice eyes.

- Kind eyes.

Plus, you know,

I liked talking to you.

I thought you were funny

and nice,

and you had a great ass.

I let you walk me home,

didn't I?

- Yeah.

Yeah.

- And then when we

got to my apartment,

you didn't even try anything.

You just smiled and thanked me

for a great time

and said...

- "Good night."

- And I don't know;

I guess I just didn't want

the night to end.

But looking back, I should've

ended it a lot sooner,

about three minutes sooner,

if I remember correctly.

Speaking of minutes,

yours is up.

Look, I got a big day tomorrow,

so, you know.

And, listen, you don't, um...

You don't have to go with me.

You know, you can just

drop the money off

and tell me where to go

in the morning.

- I told you I was taking you

to a good doctor,

and I'm taking you, okay?

And that means

taking you personally.

- Well, you don't have to.

- Well, I am.

So we'll meet at a 1:45?

It's on 39th street

and 5th avenue.

It's called Elmsview, okay?

- Yeah, okay, fine.

- I'll see you tomorrow.

Thanks for the drink.

(soft music)

(siren wailing)

You got a cigarette?

Hey, Lucy.

It's Bobby.

I got a problem.

- So let me get this straight.

The money is in your apartment,

but you want me to go get it.

- That's right.

- Because if your landlord

sees you,

he'll call the cops

on account that you owe him

rent money.

- That's right.

- So you want me sneak

into your apartment

and get the money,

and if anyone sees me,

I'm supposed to say

I'm the cleaning lady?

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