Next Stop, Greenwich Village Page #6

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Robert, he is wonderful.

He's not an intellectual.

He's not a poet. He's not a painter.

He is wonderful.

This is it.

Oh! It's going to be so...

wonderful.

[Laughs]

- Hi.

- Hello.

Hi. My name's Marsha.

- Oh, the famous Dr. Marsha.

- That's right.

- Well, hello, hello.

- [Laughing]

Are you, uh,

enjoying yourself?

- Yes?

- Yeah, lovely.

- Been to a rent party before?

- Never.

If my daddy could see me now,

he'd have convulsions. [Chuckles]

Where I come from, black men

are considered dangerous.

We were taught that they

were after our bodies.

You know what I used to do?

When I saw a black man, I just looked

the other way. I was terrified.

[Laughs] Then I moved to the Village,

and I'll tell you something.

My daddy was right.

Black men are dangerous.

They do want your body.

I love black men.

Love 'em!

Am I boring you,

sugar?

I think I'm in love.

- Seriously?

- Outrageously.

I met him in a bar

this morning.

He's an incredible

creature...

tall, blond... sort of a butch

Marlene Dietrich.

[Laughs]

Bernstein's in love.

- Oh.

- I met a most wonderful man this morning.

- Oh, that was fast.

- My dear, if it isn't fast...

- it isn't love.

- Well, is he here?

No. He's a sailor.

Had to go to Marseilles

for a month.

- Oh, hi.

- Hi.

- Bye-bye.

- How you doing?

- When are we going to rehearse our scene again?

- I'm sorry.

- I want to get back to it,

but things have been crazy.

- Are you okay?

- Yeah, just broke.

- Well, you should go to Fox.

They're looking for juvenile

delinquent types for a film.

I'm in the theater,

darling.

You can do good work

in films.

Look at Brando.

Look at Spencer Tracy.

- Let's play subway.

- There's too many people.

- It's a subway, isn't it?

- Just grab hangers. Fabulous.

Let's get

this train moving.

Let's go.

All aboard!

[Whistles]

- What stop is this?

- Nostrand.

Next stop,

Greenwich Village.

- [Blowing]

- [Crowd Cheering]

Lot of queers there.

[Woman]

Takes one to know one.

All right,

ladies and gentlemen.

Don't panic.

Please don't panic.

I have an announcement.

I have an announcement.

This train is stalled.

- [Groans, Boos]

- We're stuck.

We're stuck. We'll have to wait

until they get us back on the rail.

But don't panic.

Don't panic.

Don't panic!

Don't panic!

Oh, my God!

We're stuck in Greenwich Village!

[In Falsetto]

Oh, this always happens to me here.

Oh, my God.

I'm late for work.

Hi. Hi.

I'm Pablo Picasso.

Oh, hello, Pablo.

I love your work.

Calm down, calm down.

Ladies and gentlemen, calm down.

- Shh!

- [Chattering Stops]

[Together]

Shh!

All right.

[Irish Accent]

All right, ladies and gentlemen.

I think we're gonna be

in this subway a long, long time.

- No!

- I want you to try to conserve your energy.

I want you to try to save

this precious air.

- Let's play the truth game.

- What's the truth game?

- Whoever gets pointed at has to tell the truth.

- Right!

- You're it.

- I'm it? [Stammering]

I see before me

a man who, uh...

uh, he's been painting

the same canvas...

for the last

three and a half years.

- [Laughter]

- I see a man...

uh, he seduces young virgins

from Sarah Lawrence...

[Laughter, Hooting]

By pretending he's an artiste...

when, in reality,

he's a tap dancer.

[Laughter]

- [Laughing]

- F*** you, Charlie.

[Hoots, Laughter]

I love black men,

and that's the God's truth!

[Hoots, Laughter]

Would you like to know

what I see?

Only if it's the truth.

I see the most gigantic ego

in the history of mankind.

- [Man] Marvelous.

- I see a man who thinks...

that everything in skirts

is in love with him.

- Well, this is true.

- [Laughter]

I see charm, guile...

poetry... and pain.

- Gee, I don't see any of that.

- [Laughter]

- Well, what do you see?

- I see...

[British Accent]

A wasteland of brainy, brainless...

brimming brothels of bright,

brilliant brimstones...

brandying brandy

in a broken brouhaha...

[Yiddish Accent]

Of gefilte fish.

[Laughter]

I see the most beautiful girl

in the whole wide world.

- Oh!

- [Grunting]

Oh, I would like to put

peanut butter on her frail body...

and eat it all up,

and then...

I would like to have her caress me

and love me and caress me some more.

Mmm!

Larry!

We were in the neighborhood.

Hi, Mom. Hi, Pop.

- Is this a party?

- No, dear, this is a subway.

- What?

- We... We were playing a game.

- Maybe we better come another time.

- Nonsense, Dad.

Come on,

join the happy throng.

Dollar a head.

I pay, they pay.

Come on, Mom.

Let's dance.

Come on. Yes.

## [Humming]

- Who are you?

- I'm Bernstein.

- You'reJewish?

- No, darling, I'm gay.

- ####[Swing]

- [Laughter]

I don't care how you feel.

You're a great dancer.

You're not bad

yourself, Mom.

Whoo!

[Laughing]

Come on, everybody.

[Faye]

I love it.! I love it.!

Mom, what are you doing here?

This is my class. You can't do this.

You think I'm your

standard Jewish mother.

I'm a funny lady who just shouts

and shrieks and wails.

- ####[Violin]

- Am I not flesh?

Am I not blood?

Am I not a human being...

with feelings...

feelings like you...

and you and you...

my son.

You think I took you to all those double

features so I could get out of the house.

No, no. I want to be

in show business too.

Why not?

I can sing.

####[Singing In Italian]

####[Continues]

## [Continues]

- [Clapping]

- [Man] Bravo.!

- A golden voice! Bravo, bravo, bravo!

- [Audience Cheers]

Bravo.!

I can dance.

# Da-da, da-da, da, da #

####[Band Playing Swing]

[Audience Clapping,

Cheering]

[Faye]

I love it.!

We used to go out

dancing for fun.

Speakeasies.

Get ourselves

nice and drunk.

And we'd do the Charleston.

In your whole life, you never once

did the Charleston.

- I was two left feet.

- Why don't you leave all that?

- I'll clean it up in the morning.

- We never played games.

Subway? Never heard

of such a thing.

Everybody's playing subway.

Ike and Mamie play it in the White House.

- I liked Truman.

- Oh, my feet are killing me.

- Ben, make me a nice hot cup of coffee, huh?

- I'll make it.

No, no.

[Chuckles]

You I want to talk to.

You sit down.

Sit down.

- One second.

- At least you're a Jewish girl.

Mrs. Lapinsky, Larry and I

are not getting married.

No? So then,

what are you doing?

We're not doing

anything.

You know something?

Do you think that I was born yesterday?

Faye.

None of our business, Faye.

Mmm. It bothers you,

I ask you a couple questions, huh?

Not really.

I'm glad we finally met.

Oh.

[Laughs]

If it was up to my son, we'd never meet.

He's ashamed of me.

No, he's not.

He's afraid of you.

- Miss, don't be such a wise guy.

- [Larry] Here you are.

- Want something, Pop?

- Yeah, I want to go home.

- I have to get up early.

- I just got my coffee. You want to go home?

Well, I understand you

and this pretty young lady...

- Her name's Sarah, Mom.

- Yeah.

Sarah. Uh, you're not

getting married, huh?

Where'd you read that?

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