Roxanne Page #8

a three and a deuce.

That's the worst hand I ever saw.

You win.

Oh, okay.

- Where you from?

- Albuquerque.

A-L-B-U-Q-U-E-R-Q-U-E.

It's an old bar bet.

- Really?

- Yeah.

- Know where I really wanna go?

- Where?

- San Francisco.

- I've been there.

- You've been there? Really?

- Yeah.

- What's it like?

- Oh, it's great.

- I'm really a 49ers fan.

- Yeah?

Not so much the Giants, though.

I just...

And the redwoods,

oh, you should see them.

I just like to go there and just be.

I always take, like, a meat sandwich

with me when I go.

I think it's so great you've traveled.

- You're really interesting.

- I try to be.

When one person

finds another person interesting...

...then they become interesting

to that person.

You see Roxanne, don't you?

Well, you know, kind of, but not...

- Yeah, I better quit talking to you.

- No. No.

- She's kind of a friend of mine.

- We can talk.

That's no problem.

Okay.

Next you're gonna tell

you've been to New York.

- Been to New York.

- Jeez, I was just kidding.

- And you really have?

- Yeah.

God.

My name's Chris.

I know.

I'm Sandy.

- It's good to meet you.

- Thanks.

There we go. Yeah.

Come on.

Yeah, here we go.

Yeah.

You love the little birdies so much,

you give them this to perch on.

All right.

- Hi, C.D.

- How are you doing?

- Good. How are you?

- Fine.

- See you.

- Bye, C.D.

- Hi, C.D.

- Hey, hi.

- How you doing?

- Good, good.

Hey, chief.

Thanks for the help, ladies.

- What's up?

- Oh, fine.

I mean, nothing.

Nothing is up.

- Want anything to drink?

- Yeah.

But if I ask for another one,

give it to me.

Ralston, could you bring us

a bottle of wine, please?

Yeah.

All right.

What can you sit on, sleep on

and brush your teeth with?

It's a riddle.

What can you sit on, sleep on

and brush your teeth with?

I don't know.

A chair, a bed and a toothbrush.

Your wine, right here.

- Chief.

- Thanks.

Thanks.

What's the point?

The point is that sometimes,

the answer is so obvious...

...that you don't see it.

It's as plain

as the nose on your face.

You should tell her.

Tell who what?

Tell Roxanne that you love her.

- Actually, I already told her.

- You did?

Last week I made love to her.

Well, great, great.

It wasn't actually me.

It was just sort of me.

But I was the one

who said all the right things...

...and I made her feel the right way.

And, you know,

it just wasn't the actual me...

...who did the honors.

Well...

This is the deadest place

I've ever seen.

Hey, Dixie, have you been serving

that tripe quiche again?

How come you're not wearing fur?

I thought you were off.

Chris asked me to stand in.

Roxanne called.

She's coming to town.

He picked her up around 6:30.

- I've got tell him about the letters.

- Charlie.

C.D., C.D.

- Not now, not now.

- C.D.

- I don't know what that was.

- Yeah.

- Hi, guys.

- Hey, Andy, how you doing?

- What's with C.D.?

- I don't know, he's acting strange.

Are you hungry?

- Why don't we order some food?

- I just had a pot of spaghetti.

- I want a cheeseburger.

- Okay, cheeseburger, spaghetti...

Coming.

- Just a sec, I'll be right back.

- Okay.

God, I hate this.

- Chris, Chris.

- What are you doing here?

- There's no one there.

- She's coming, get out, get out.

- What?

- There was no one there.

What is going on?

No, I'll get it, I'll get it. Okay.

All right, all right.

Hey, Chris, Chris.

C.D.

Probably just kids.

- Oh, God.

- Damn kids nowadays.

So you know

why I came back early?

Oh, God,

there goes that doorbell again.

- There's no doorbell.

- I heard it, you should answer it.

Wait, wait, there it goes again.

I heard it.

- Chris.

- Probably some kids.

Come on, I'll get it, then.

- You...

- Chris, there was no doorbell.

Don't worry, okay?

I'll take care of all this.

Why me?

There it was again.

Don't be surprised

if she mentions letters.

- What?

- You wrote her a few letters.

I did?

- How many?

- Three a day.

Three a day.

She's been gone six days.

Six times three is 18.

- Well, 20.

- Twenty?

Or so. Yeah.

Sh*t.

Nobody there.

- Chris?

- Yes?

- Do you know why I came back early?

- Well...

Every day, every hour,

you sent me something new.

I couldn't stand it anymore.

I had to see you.

Oh, it was just letters.

Twenty or so.

Think of what you wrote.

Well, I'm trying.

- Wait, I wanna know the real you.

- No, not the real me.

The one I spoke to that night

at the window.

This is the real me.

You know, good old Chris.

I like hanging out. I like mixing it up,

you know, lifting weights.

I'm into my body.

Chris, you don't have

to do that with me.

I know you from your letters.

That's the person I'm in love with.

Couldn't I just be cute,

couldn't I, huh?

Oh, Chris, don't you see?

- It wouldn't matter if you were ugly.

- No.

I want you to teach me

what you know.

- I can play the guitar a little.

- I wanna travel with you.

No, I hate pasta.

- I wanna go to concerts with you.

- We could boogie or what?

- We can talk, Chris. We can just talk.

- Talk?

Roxanne, I'm just...

I'm...

I'm feeling a little...

I'm not feeling good, Roxanne.

I gotta go.

So you coming or not?

Yeah.

- Gonna tell her?

- I can't.

Chris, you have to tell her.

- It isn't nice.

- Yeah.

Look, you got any paper?

I could write her.

I've got a lot of experience at that.

Yeah, I have some paper

in the glove compartment. I'll get it.

Jerry, Jerry, Jerry.

Jerry.

- Hi, chief.

- Hi, Andy.

- Roxanne called.

- You'll be okay. You'll be okay.

She sounded real weird.

She wants you

to come over right away.

Jerry.

Jerry, you get your rematch.

- He owes me 50 bucks.

- Jerry.

You animal.

You animal.

Come in.

What is it?

Read this.

"Dear Roxanne.

I've met somebody else,

and she's real cute too.

I hope I haven't hurt you,

but I probably did.

It was really great knowing you.

And now,

I'm going to be a dealer in Tahoe.

Yours truley..."

T-R-U-L-E-Y.

"...Chris."

And then I found this along with it

under the door.

Read it. Read it out loud.

"All day long, I think where is she?

What is she doing now?

Occasionally,

I see you on the street...

...and I feel the nerves

in my stomach.

A wave crashing over me."

- It's so him...

- Go on.

"I remember everything about you...

...every move, no matter

how insignificant it might seem.

July 11th, 2:
30 in the afternoon.

I...

You changed your hair.

Not that much, but I noticed.

And it was as though

I had looked at the sun too long.

I could close my eyes

and see it again and again.

The way your hair moved,

your walk, your dress...

...everywhere I looked."

It's nice, isn't it?

It has a...

- I feel...

- Finish it.

I did. It just runs out.

You have to turn it over.

"C.D. Wrote this.

Call me. Dixie."

- She...

- I went through all of the other letters.

They're all in the same hand.

It was your voice that night

under the balcony.

Chris didn't write those letters.

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