Nick and Norah's Infinite Playlist Page #6
I need something
to distract myself...
...from the fact that you're driving
my car pretty recklessly.
I am a great driver.
Fine.
Oh, this is a really fancy
parking job.
It's good because if another car wants
to park between us and the curb...
...he can get right in here.
Fine. I'll get closer to the curb,
just for you. Just for you, Nick.
Just because you're picky like that.
Sh*t.
You're close enough to the curb now.
We're right on it.
Sorry I broke your car.
Yeah, don't worry.
We'll call a tow truck or some...
And...
Welcome to...
Electric Lady Studios.
Built by Jimi Hendrix in 1970.
What? Do you have any idea
who recorded here?
Led Zeppelin? ACIDC?
The Rolling Stones?
David Bowie?
Your dad owns this place?
Is he this man?
Yeah.
So, what is he, like a former hippie,
current yuppie...
...spoon-feeding the masses
the same old garbage?
Stop me at any time.
Yes.
- Yeah.
- Yes.
I'm gonna use that in my graduation
speech. That's, like, amazing.
- Cool. Good.
- Here, come on.
They were supposed to show up
at Brooklyn Pool tonight...
...but it looks like Where's Fluffy
is gonna...
- Hold on. Listen.
- I don't think they deserve it.
- I should tell them?
- Yes.
- I shouldn't tell them?
- Yes, of course you should. Come on.
All right. We'll give you a hint.
Are you ready?
Five, 68, 100 and 21.
Oh, come on.
- The numbers. They mean something.
- It's a clue.
- What did he say?
- So stupid.
- Sixty-nine.
- No, 68. Get out of the gutter.
The alphabet. The A...
- There aren't 68 letters in the alphabet.
- I hate you sometimes.
- Well, think, damn it.
- Five from 68, that's...
Retarded.
Gotta be something else.
Song titles. Do we know
songs with numbers in the title?
It's a address.
Fifth Avenue, 68th Street,
New York, New York...
...10021.
- It's an address. It's an address.
- Turn!
- No, I can't. Wait.
- Just do it!
Oh, my God!
I'm gonna throw up.
Well, don't throw up
on the Strat. Please.
Yeah, I'll try not to.
Can I pick this up?
Yeah.
My God.
It's left-handed.
It's like playing for the first time.
Is this the job that you have
lined up?
- It's mine if I want it, yeah.
- Well, how could you not want this?
I don't know. I love music,
you know what I mean?
But I feel like if I work in it
in here...
...I might not love it
the same way anymore.
I loved your mixes, by the way.
You heard those?
I heard one. Or seven.
Yeah, I have seven of them.
I knew you liked Where's Fluffy
before I asked.
That's kind of creepy.
- What was your favorite song?
- Let's see. My favorite verse was:
"The way you're moving in your sleep,
the way you look before you leap...
...the strange illusions that you keep,
you don't know, but I'm noticing. "
- I wrote that.
- You wrote that?
I love that.
It wasn't about her.
It wasn't about anybody.
It was just, you know...
Would you play it?
- Right now?
- Yeah, dude. Look where we are.
- You wanna lay it down?
- Yes.
- Really?
- Get in there.
- Really?
- Go. Go for it.
- Can you hear me?
- Check.
Yeah. All right.
I never should've let you drive my car
Because now it's ruined forever
It was the biggest mistake of my life
To let you drive it
I'm sorry.
That's okay. I'm used to it.
She falls apart
and I put her back together again.
Just like me and Caroline.
It reminds me of this part of Judaism
that I really like.
It's called Tikkun olam.
It says that the world's been broken
into pieces...
...and it's everybody's job to find them
and put them back together again.
Well, maybe we're the pieces,
you know?
Maybe we're not supposed
to find the pieces.
Maybe we are the pieces.
Nick?
Yeah?
I'm coming in.
Hi.
I'm not gonna compete
with her, okay?
With who?
I think Dev has the same bra.
I just...
I just, I know I'm not, like,
pretty like that.
Norah, you're beautiful.
Why is this button so difficult?
Sorry, Nicky.
- Why would you buy these pants?
- I don't know.
I just, I don't know.
I can't remember.
- Cold. Cold hands.
- Sorry.
Why are your hands so cold?
You okay?
Yeah, it's just a little embarrassing.
Don't be embarrassed.
You're beautiful.
It's my phone. Sorry.
Nick?
What?
How do you feel about Where's Fluffy?
Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
- Okay. Oh, hurry up.
- We have to hurry. Hurry, hurry.
I am, I am, I am. Oh, my God.
Oh, shoes.
Okay, hang on.
Okay. I'm ready. Okay, go.
- Norah! You're here. I'm so happy.
- What are you doing here?
- How's it going?
- I'm never drinking again. I promise.
- Hey, Norah.
- Okay.
What are you doing?
You a**hole.
Wait, you show up here
with this gaylord?
You trying to make a fool of me
in front of my boys?
Do you realize that I had to walk back
to 10th by myself?
- You weren't exactly by yourself.
- Shut up, Gary.
- So you're telling me this is over?
- You're seriously over me?
Come on, no.
Come here a second.
Come on.
You're still gonna give your dad
our CD, right? Aren't you?
Come on, you know how hard we
worked on that. You promised me...
Wait. It's all good. It's all good.
This doesn't concern you, Sal.
Well, anyway, so...
- It's Salvatore.
- Oh, yeah?
What, you blew it
with your own chick...
...so you gotta run around
playing beard with someone else's?
- Lf you push me again...
- What?
- Your merry men will bone me?
- That's it.
Leave her. She'll go running to Daddy.
Come on, come with me.
Just come with me.
- Come on.
- Come on, come with me.
Let's go watch the show.
Fluffy! Fluffy! Fluffy!
That's three years I've wasted
on Ira Silverberg's daughter...
...and what does it get me?
Norah, who's gonna take me home?
Yeah, well, I hate your stupid band.
Oh, and P.S., I cheated on you.
- Go away.
- Shut up.
Let's go.
Don't leave yet, because we've got
one question for you: Are you ready...
...for Where's Fluffy?
I love you, New York.
Hey, what's wrong?
Are you sad we missed it?
We didn't miss it. This is it.
Come on. Don't you wanna go home?
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