New York, I Love You Page #4

came together

to make one perfect wish

come true.

God, I love New York.

[Man vocalizing]

And here I am

The only living boy

in New York

[chuckles]

All right, guys.

I'm done.

I'm out. Yeah.

Thanks, man.

Hey.

Hey.

You look like you're gonna

have a heart attack.

That was nothing.

[chuckles]

You know what?

Give me a sec, all right?

Just gonna go say bye.

My man.

All right.

That's for you.

Now, with a little bit

more practice... [laughs]

I ain't practicing.

You had me going.

Hey.

[chuckles]

You're good.

Yeah?

Yeah.

All right.

Let's go.

[thinking] I don't know

why I said I'd meet him.

I know I gave him my number,

but when?

When we said goodbye?

Oh, yeah.

It was at the bar.

[scoffs] I didn't realize

we were gonna go home together

at that point.

Idiot.

Why did I do that?

Why did I act like that?

I'm only gonna have

two drinks tonight.

I'm not gonna have sex

with him. I don't want to.

I really don't.

God, I had no intention

of going home

with him or anyone.

When he sat down next to me,

it was so clear

we weren't each other's style

that it wasn't even weird.

And since there was no vibe,

we just started talking

without thinking anything,

and then I don't know

what happened.

[Man, thinking] It's a

bad idea with this girl.

What am I saying?

She's not a girl.

I have no idea

how old she is,

but she's not a f***ing girl.

Why am I walking

I'm not in a good space

for this.

Yeah, she was beautiful. Yes, she

had a great body, and she's smart.

Was she even drunk?

I don't even know.

I don't even know what she was.

Does it really matter?

Ow. Am I imagining things,

or is my dick itching?

No, no, no.

It's just these pants.

They always rub me

the wrong way.

God, that was sexy.

It was beyond sexy.

I felt like I was in

a damn Bertolucci movie.

[coins jingle]

What is wrong with me?

Why am I so f***ing nervous?

This is ridiculous.

Let's just get in a cab.

No, you're too early. Sh*t!

I need a cigarette.

[Woman]

I don't think I was drunk.

Although I definitely had

red wine teeth when I came home.

I'm sure he found that

really attractive

as I sat at the bar

yammering about myself.

Oh, no wonder he was so

excited when we got home.

I finally shut the f*** up.

[scoffs]

Yeah.

I hardly said a word the

rest of the night after that.

It was good,

but there's nowhere

for it to go.

I think it would have been fine

if it was just sex,

but it took another turn.

Something happened. I

don't know what zone that was,

but both of us

played into it.

It's good

we're gonna do this--

have a couple of drinks

and get straight.

Let him know

I know what this was--

nothing.

God, I hate that window.

I don't want to see the

innards of the subway system.

Makes me feel sick.

Just get me there.

[people chattering]

Hi. Can I get a Jameson?

Great.

[laughing]

[no audible dialogue]

Here you go.

Thanks.

You left that on.

Yeah.

I will look at it later.

[no audible dialogue]

Madame.

Thank you.

This is not the room

I wanted.

I don't find it comfortable

so near to the street.

The noise.

[grunting]

I can carry my bags.

That is my job.

This is good.

I was hoping it would snow.

Then the street is quiet.

The world goes quiet.

[heavy accent] I don't

think there is snow.

You're not American.

No.

No, we're not so many of us

American in this hotel.

It's one of the things

I love best about New York.

Everyone came

from somewhere else.

Yeah.

Well, I hope you will be

very comfortable here.

Please call down

if you need anything.

There are no flowers.

Is it possible

to have flowers in the room?

Violets? Or...

I love violets.

I'm not expecting you

to buy them, of course,

if you, uh--

if you don't have them.

I'm sure

I can find some violets.

[knocking]

Come in.

How did you do that?

[chuckles]

I didn't do anything.

You must have

requested them.

They were downstairs

in lobby.

I didn't.

All the better.

Incredible.

[chuckles]

So you're lucky, no?

These violets

were waiting for you.

Are there any other

miracles I can perform?

Oh, I doubt it.

[clears throat, sniffs]

What-- What's happened?

[grunts]

Here, here.

[groans]

Oh.

I'm s-- I'm sorry.

Here, here, here.

No, no. Come on.

[coughs]

Put your head back.

[groaning]

[groans]

Are you in pain?

It's not my business.

Fr--

From your back?

Wait here.

[knocking]

[knocking continues]

I have something

for you.

Please?

[grunts]

The mystery of the violets

is solved.

My father is, um--

My father is manager here-- at hotel.

He's very happy

you have returned to hotel.

He's very big admirer

of yours, madame.

He says he heard you sing

many times in Paris.

Please thank him.

[Woman singing opera]

Paris is place

I wish I visit.

Would you like me to open?

Perhaps.

[continues]

Would you join me?

I don't...

Please?

[continues]

[cork pops]

Sant.

You seem so sad.

No one so young

should be so sad.

Do you still sing?

Hmm?

Never.

Mmm.

I'm sorry.

I should love

to have heard you sing.

Mmm.

You are too cold.

Surely.

No? [chuckles]

How can you bear it?

Don't know how

you can bear it.

[thud in distance]

[continues]

I'm sorry. I--

I don't see anything.

Did you see something

in the street?

Would you like me

to close the window, madame?

It is very cold.

Yes.

Please close the window.

The manager is very happy

that you have returned

to the hotel.

He remembered

your love of violets

and hopes you enjoyed them.

He's a great admirer

of yours, madame.

Says that he

heard you sing

many times in Paris.

Yes.

Please thank him.

[sighs]

Artist?

Painter.

I see the paint

on your hands.

Mm-hmm.

I'm a painter, too.

Already there's been some

serious interest, you know?

People like my stuff.

I mean,

they really like it.

You have been here long?

It's not easy here.

I see things everywhere.

Don't you?

It's all new.

On the walls,

on bridges,

I see things.

I get my palette

from the sky.

I wait, and I paint.

Don't you think,

when you first come here,

you come because this

is the capital

of everything possible?

Ah, for a while,

it can be.

[Girl] I can make

the buildings dance.

Whole cities move

because of me.

It's how you look

at things, Teya.

You see a city between

the buildings.

Mm-hmm.

You see the shapes

they cut out in the sky?

Mm-hmm, like Mommy's teeth.

[hums]

Oops.

That's okay.

My umbrella's

out of control.

Boing, boing, boing.

It's everywhere.

You like that dog? Imagine

if we were in a huge umbrella,

if we were living

in a huge umbrella.

That would be so weird,

because then we're going

to see a green

or any color all the time.

Why's that squirrel

chasing the other squirrel?

Because he loves her.

Then why is she

running away?

Because she's scared.

Hmm. Can we go

to the fountain now?

The fountain? I don't

remember where the fountain is.

Do you?

Oh, no! Oh, no!

[yells]

[Girl laughs]

Mommy doesn't let me

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