People I Know Page #5

I do.

Remember when the three of us

marched in Selma?

Oh, you were this

little 12-year-old.

You were so brave.

All that early promise.

Maybe that's the reason

I'm not leaving.

I want to just live up to some of it.

You know, I squandered whole

sections of my life, Vicki.

I'm just trying to...

I'm trying not to

dribble all of it away.

Well, I have a pass.

How's that work?

Now, honey.

What are we doing?

What are we doing?

I wish I knew.

You came up from Virginia to get me.

Ridiculous, isn't it?

Yes.

And just about...

sweetest thing anyone's ever done.

E?

Hey.

Um, honey,

we're not thinking clearly.

No.

Maybe we are.

No.

Utterly clear.

But...

- But...

- But...

But you're my brother's wife.

Widow.

I got so much work to do

before tonight.

You coming?

Don't worry.

I'll be there.

It's okay.

All right, then.

I don't care if police

are looking to talk to me.

We have a benefit.

No, Ross. Listen to me.

I want to know who's singing.

Is it Jon Hendricks?

Is it Annie Ross?

Is it Bernadette Peters?

I want to know by the time I get

to Sandy's office, you hear?

Yeah.

It's a black thing.

Get a black person.

Oh!

I'm so sorry.

Hi, Rita.

You mean I don't have to wait?

Oh!

What is it?

Hanukkah?

He wanted to see you.

And you have several messages.

Your office needs you

to call A.S.A.P.

I have to see you first.

Get in here now.

What's the matter?

My cholesterol too high?

What happened last night?

I don't know.

What do you mean?

You called me at dawn screaming,

"Jilli Hopper! Jilli Hopper!"

I was?

Well, I had a bad night.

Well, it's all over the news.

"TV Star O.D.'s

in East Side Hotel."

What do you mean?

What the hell is the matter with you?

You told me you were

with Jilli Hopper

and there were all these drugs.

I don't remember.

- The woman is dead, Eli.

- Oh, no.

She O.D.'d.

Did you see her do it?

I don't know.

Listen, sweetie.

I'm your pal.

What is this?

I been so tired lately.

Maybe we should

check you in somewhere.

Shut up for a minute.

I just got to think.

I have to think.

Oh, man.

Oh, poor girl.

She was just doing fine.

She was sleeping.

And I left.

I think.

You think?

She's a friend.

She had gotten herself

into little troubles.

I bailed her out of Manhattan South,

and then I gave her a ride

back to her hotel,

Hotel D'Orsay, and I left.

Look, don't be covering

for Cary Launer.

Oh, Cary's got nothing

to do with this.

Oh, yeah?

I know he was screwing her.

I know everything

about everyone, sweetheart.

He sent her to me.

She had gastritis

or the clap or something.

I know he's your bread

and butter, but he's a bad guy.

I don't remember anything.

I can't believe she's dead.

Were you doing smack

with this girl, Eli?

Were you having a party?

If you saw something...

- I didn't see a thing.

- Okay.

It's the medication, Sandy.

I'm just mixing all these pills.

You take sleeping pills,

you don't sleep.

You get turned.

You get turned around inside.

- I'm mixing the wrong pills.

- You are the wrong pill.

Mr. Wurman,

your assistant is on the phone.

He said to tell you

Jon Hendricks is confirmed.

He also said Elliot Sharansky

has been trying you all day.

Thank you, Rita.

Thank you.

- Sharansky.

- Yeah.

Big-time society Jew.

That's the one.

You hitting him up for money

for your African brothers?

Come on.

Don't say it like that.

You know what's going on.

The mayor goes on a roundup,

hands all the colored who don't

have green cards over to INS.

You think that's right, Sandy?

I can walk in the park

without getting mugged.

Yeah, right.

Quality of life. I know.

Whose life?

How about yours, pal?

You're like something

out of Yellowstone.

Oh, come on.

I'm not an easy patient.

But don't go busting my balls.

It's not about being easy.

It's about keeping you alive.

- I'm having a bad time.

- Take it easy.

This is not a joke.

I don't know what happened

to that girl.

- Take it easy.

- Don't "easy" me.

Come on.

I don't know what I'm seeing

half the time.

I don't remember things.

I can't sleep unless I got

a gallon of pills in me.

Oh, something's f***ing wrong.

This is not my life.

This is not my life.

I can't...

I can't live like this.

Look. Here.

Take these Valium.

Let's do your cystoscopy.

Come on.

Dr. Feelgood.

Maybe it's your f***ing fault

I'm turning into Janis Joplin.

We'll just look around

and see what's what down there.

I'll tell you what's down there.

Missed chances and wasted times.

That's what you're gonna find

in my reproductive system.

Maybe the keys to my car.

Oh, yeah?

What do you drive?

She's got such a nice

bedside manner, Sandy.

Maybe I should marry her.

You always want to marry women

who hurt you?

Oh, honey.

What you're doing to my penis

is a whole lot less horrible

than most people I know do to it.

I'm glad to hear that,

because the next 45 seconds

is gonna hurt.

I don't feel so great.

Last time I was in Athens, Georgia,

I cried 'cause my mama

and daddy lived and died.

There's a girl named Victoria

in Virginia.

And I should've married her

but my brother did.

I graduated from Harvard Law

fourth in my class.

But I never practiced

because I wanted to suck cock

in Hollywood too badly.

Easy now, Eli.

Shh. Easy. Easy.

- I didn't see.

- You look clean.

There is some irritation

I have to keep an eye on.

I didn't see.

I wasn't there.

I wasn't there.

I wasn't there.

Be still. You're gonna fall.

We're flying to f***ing Morocco!

It's over! The year is over!

It is not over.

Get in the car.

You promised me a full year

from the first time we f***ed.

Get in the car.

No. It's over.

Get in the car.

I gave you everything you wanted.

And now we're done.

Get in the car!

? It's over, it's over?

? THe bad year is over?

No more nasty smells!

? It's over, it's over?

? THe bad year is over?

? No more nasty smell?

So, Eli, what's the skinny?

Oh, not now, Michael.

What are you planning

on doing with "Flypaper"?

The show didn't even get

one good review.

I know.

I can't talk right now.

Well, give me something.

I'm on deadline.

Are you okay, Eli?

Okay.

Here's a quote for you.

Are you ready?

You are... quote...

a loveless urban c*nt, Michael.

A, uh...

Inflamed pustule.

A hemorrhoid.

And even your mama knows it,

which is why she is ashamed

at having f***ed you.

But she needed the money.

End quote.

Okay.

Jon Hendricks' manager

needs you to call him.

Elliot Sharansky will see you

at his office at 5:00.

He says he has a big donation

for your cause.

I want you to get me

a double-double espresso.

Send some magnolias to Vicki

at her hotel.

And did Regis call?

No, not yet.

What do I have to do

to get you to actually do

some work around here?

Do you need an assistant?

I can get you one.

Cary's in your office.

Hmm.

Protests

and vigils are planned for...

Hey, pal.

Where you been?

Refusal to hear the case.

At a protest earlier, several

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