Play Misty for Me Page #3

Isn't that funny?

Yeah, kind of funny.

Why didn't you take my call?

Where does it say I gotta drop everything

and answer the phone every time it rings?

Do you know your nostrils flare out

into little wings when you're mad?

- It's kind of cute.

- Come on, Evelyn. I gotta go.

- I'd love a Coke.

- Not now, I gotta get to the station.

No, you don't.

You're talking to your No. 1 fan.

You don't work tonight.

I've got this show that I'm trying to set

and it's very important to me.

That means I gotta pick the music,

write the lead-ins and find some poetry.

- Come on, will you?

- Poetry?

- Let me help you. I'm terrific with poetry...

- Not tonight!

Does he want his keys?

- Come on, Evelyn.

- Speak.

- Come on!

- God!

Good boy! Let's hear it. Come on.

Come on. Give me my keys.

- Come on. Give me the keys.

- Come on.

Give me the keys, goddamn it!

- Having some trouble, lady?

- Get lost!

Yeah, get lost, a**holes!

Let's split.

He's got enough trouble already.

Yeah. Excuse me.

'Bye. See you later.

Hi.

Get all your work done?

What do you want, Evelyn?

One Coke?

I'll tell you, tonight I'm really whipped.

What time is it?

Time for me to go home.

Go back to sleep.

- Hey, I've got an idea.

- What's that?

Some night this week, after the show...

...corned beef and potato salad,

dill pickles, the whole bit.

My place. Deal?

I'll call you.

Thursday's good for me.

And now from KRML,

the big-band sounds of Dee Barton.

Here's a fresh reel of tape

for your air check.

- You want me to thread it up?

- No, leave it here. Thanks.

I think I will go out and hit the streets,

but before doing that...

...I will blow me a little number.

Care to partake?

Take it in the other room.

I get zonked just breathing the air here.

All right, be that way.

- AI?

- Yeah?

Do you ever find yourself...

...being completely smothered

by somebody?

- Anybody I know?

- You met her at my house the other day.

Chicken Delight!

That's what I call

a pretty good smothering.

You start a relationship thinking

you're gonna be completely honest and...

...suddenly the whole thing

gets out of hand.

What's the problem?

The problem is I've been trying

to uncomplicate my life...

...and now I can't even answer the door.

Besides, Tobie's back.

Oh, really? Tobie? When?

- I ran into her Sunday.

- That was a goody.

I'll tell you the truth.

I've always thought Tobie was

one of the foxiest chicks on the peninsula.

And why you gotta have so much action,

I just don't understand it anyway.

It's just a hang-up I have, or had.

But now that I seem to have that

straightened out...

...I can't seem to solve this other problem.

Well, you know what they always say,

my man.

No, what?

"He who lives by the sword

shall die by the sword."

Don't let the door hit you in the ass

on the way out.

Later.

We'll have more smooth sounds

in just one minute...

...but first, at ten minutes to the hour,

we're broadcasting from KRML...

...in the Carmel Rancho Shopping Center...

...home of the buccaneer,

the man's boutique.

KRML, Dave Garver speaking.

The whole point

in having an answering service...

...is to call in once in a while

to check for messages.

Hi, Evelyn. What's happening?

What could be happening, darling?

You're not here yet.

"Yet"?

I hope you like pastrami,

because there was no corned beef.

Now, wait a minute. Just hold on.

Are you trying to tell me

you forgot that we have a date tonight?

I thought I was supposed

to call you on that.

I feel kind of silly sitting here

in my brand-new lounging pajamas.

I just assumed...

Apparently, I assumed wrong.

That's right. You assumed wrong.

You don't have to come over

if you've got something better to do.

I'll be over in a little while.

You and I are gonna have to have a talk.

Whatever you say.

In the meantime,

haven't you forgotten something else?

What's that?

Weren't you gonna play Misty for me?

Yeah. I have that one right here.

Thank you, darling.

And now we have a pretty one

for lonely lovers on a cool, cool night.

It's the great Erroll Garner classic, Misty.

And this one is especially for Evelyn.

Just a second.

Come in.

Hi.

Hi.

- Cold night?

- Yeah.

But you got here anyway. Stout fella.

There's something

we're gonna have to get straight.

It's amazing what a man will go through

for a hot pastrami sandwich.

- Look...

- Wait a minute.

You haven't told me how nice I look.

- You look fine.

- The sales lady guaranteed you'd flip.

- Now, listen. Can we talk?

- Wait.

First...

Surprise.

- Don't you like them?

- Yeah, they're great, but...

Don't spoil my fun, darling.

I love to give you things.

It's Madame Butterfly time.

First, friendly neighborhood geisha

remove honorable shoes.

Stop it, Evelyn!

Now, we've gotta talk!

Have I done something wrong?

I'm just trying to be straight with you,

that's all.

Be nice to me instead.

Jesus Christ!

I don't understand.

Are you trying to say

you don't love me anymore?

I never told you that I loved you.

Not in words maybe, but...

...there are ways of saying things

that have nothing to do with words.

I'm sorry you read it that way.

It's that other b*tch, isn't it?

What are you talking about?

The silver-framed picture in your dresser.

- That picture's got nothing to do with you.

- What does have to do with me?

- I never lied to you.

- Big deal. He never lied to me.

What do you want for that?

The Congressional Medal of Honor?

- So long.

- What am I supposed to do?

Sit here all dressed up

in my little whore suit...

...waiting for my lord and master to call?

- Nobody asked you to wait for anything.

- You're not dumping me!

- Get off my back, Evelyn!

- Get off your back?

That's where you've been keeping me,

isn't it?

You're nothing!

You're not even good in bed!

I just felt sorry for you, that's all!

Bastard! You poor, pathetic bastard!

Hello?

I'm sorry.

I didn't mean those things I said.

Will I see you tomorrow?

You don't listen, do you?

Let me come over.

If I could just see you, just talk to you.

- No, Evelyn.

- But I love you, David. I love you.

David! If I could just...

What's the matter?

Nothing. Why?

No, come on.

You haven't heard a word I've been saying.

- I have. I've heard everything you said.

- You did?

All right, tell me.

- You don't believe me?

- Go ahead.

Okay, wise chick.

We're supposed to go to a party

at Big Sur tomorrow night.

I'm supposed to meet you there at 9:00.

And the address is...

I didn't tell you that.

See how you are?

I don't know myself yet.

I'll call you tomorrow about it.

Okay.

You call me tomorrow.

Honey, we better go.

- We're just getting to the best part.

- But I've got to pick Anjelica up at 6:00.

God! How the pain is setting in.

Come on. She's a very nice girl.

Anyway, she's moving out tonight.

Now, that's about the best news

I've heard in years.

And Madalyn's moving in.

Madalyn?

Sh*t.

- What's going on?

- Don't tell me he was asleep!

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