Saturday Night Fever Page #6

Intelligent?

I don't know. Maybe.

I don't know. I gotta know you better.

You know what I mean?

You got a way of putting things together,

you know?

Seeing things a certain way.

Interesting? Yeah, yeah.

Intelligent? Yeah, maybe.

Maybe intelligent.

Well, what do you know?

All right.

Hey, Stephanie,

how come we never talk

about how we feel when we're dancing?

- How come we never talk about that?

- Good night and thanks.

No, maybe I could walk you

the rest of the way.

- Let me do that.

- Nope.

You shouldn't have asked.

You should have just done it.

Oh, hot stuff, Jesus.

- Hey, what's happening, Tony?

- Bob, what's up. My brother, Frank.

Hey, how you doing? Double J.

Hey, how you doing?

- Come on up to the table over there.

- Oh, okay.

You guys have the Moses effect.

You arrive

and the crowd parts like the Red Sea.

They know we're the faces, that's all.

- How do you like it, Father?

- What father? I look like your father?

Please don't call me that.

I never could stand that.

But, yeah, I think the place is,

you know, energizing.

- It's all right, huh?

- Great.

Good place.

- Tony.

- Hey.

Hey.

Are you as good in bed

as you are on that dance floor?

Well, are you?

Are you as good in bed

as you are on the dance floor?

- Hey, he never made it in a bed.

- Watch this.

This ain't my regular partner,

but you'll see.

Ton, what are you gonna have to drink?

We'll get you something, huh?

- Seven and Seven.

- Seven and Seven.

So, when's Connie

gonna get her answer, huh?

- You know, Connie.

- Yeah.

If you're as good in bed

as you are on the dance floor,

I'll bet you're one lousy f***.

So, how come they always send me

flowers the next day, huh?

You know, some guys don't know

a lousy f*** when they got one.

- You know what I mean?

- Oh, yeah?

Maybe they thought you was dead.

Father, wanna hear something? Listen.

I got a girlfriend of mine, you know.

She's such a good Catholic, Father.

She tells me she loves the taste

of communion wafers.

Hey, Mr. Manero,

could I talk to you for a sec?

- Hey, what's he doing?

- Frank.

Frank, yeah, Frank, yeah. Listen...

Oh, forget this.

Look out. Give the kid some room.

He's taking over again.

- All right!

- All right!

Go, go!

Right on.

There he goes.

- Okay, babe.

- There he goes.

Go, Tony!

Yeah!

Oh, yeah.

- He's very good, yeah.

- He's the king out there, Father.

- He's the best.

- Hey, man, he's great. He's great.

You know, man?

Listen, can I talk to you

for a second, Father?

Yes, but call me Frank.

Frank? Frank, listen. Come here.

You wanna hear something? Listen.

I got... My girlfriend, you know...

Can I tell you something?

- Yeah.

- Come here for a sec.

Listen, Frank. Wanna hear something?

I got a lot of ideas. You see, like,

I was reading up about the Pope.

- Hey, Father?

- Yeah, sure. Frank, Frank.

Frank. Yeah, Frank. Yeah, Frank.

Okay, Frank. Listen, Frank,

I got a girlfriend, you know?

She's Pauline.

Her name's Pauline. And...

Yeah. What do you mean, you got her...

Did you get her pregnant?

Yes, I did. Yes. Yes, I did.

She loves the taste

of communion wafers.

Well, I got a lot of ideas, you know,

swimming around in my head.

And I was reading a lot of stuff lately.

I heard, like, the Pope, he gives special,

- you know...

- Dispensation.

Yeah. Do you think the Pope

could give Pauline an abortion?

You mean give you

a dispensation for an abortion?

Yeah, you think you could do this?

I don't think so, Bobby.

Well, maybe, you know,

maybe you could do it for me.

- Maybe?

- I'm sorry, Bobby. I don't think so.

I was just thinking.

Have you talked to your priest about it?

Yeah, I talk to everybody about it.

I talked to a lot of people.

A lot of people. A lot of people.

All right, thank you.

Thanks a lot. All right?

You play, you pay. It's funny, huh?

Don't forget, everybody.

You could win, too, man.

Disco Universe sweepstakes,

just a week away.

- Do you know Stephanie Mangano?

- No.

- No?

- I know Stephanie.

- Did she come in yet?

- No, she didn't get in yet.

- You sure?

- Yeah, I'm sure.

Right, right. Don't forget again, baby,

Universal Disco sweepstakes,

just a week away.

Tony! Tony, that was really great.

- Oh, you liked it?

- Yeah.

Listen, I'm gonna go home now.

All right?

- You're gonna go home?

- Yeah.

No, no, stay a little longer, Frank.

The night's just beginning.

Yeah, I know,

but it's not my scene, you know?

Come on. You didn't expect me

to stay the whole night, did you?

No, no. I didn't...

Yes, I thought maybe

you'd stay a little longer.

- No, it's not your scene. Of course not.

- I'm sorry, Tony.

Don't worry about it.

It's nothing, you know.

So what, right? Come on.

I'll walk you to the door.

Hey, you know,

your dancing is really marvelous.

It's exciting. I mean, it's exciting

to watch you out there.

They can't keep their eyes off of you.

Look, I got to go now, okay?

I'll see you later.

All right, well, have a good night.

I'll see you later. All right?

Yeah, you, too.

Hey, she come in or what?

Hey, you just asked me,

and I told you she isn't here.

- Tony, your brother, is he okay?

- He's fine.

He just had a stomach thing.

I don't know.

Just the two of them.

- We could make it now.

- What?

We ain't practicing,

seeing each other like you said,

so we could make it.

Look, Annette, we make it

when I decide, all right?

No other time.

- All right.

- When I say so, all right?

I'll just make it with somebody else.

Who? Who?

Somebody. I don't care. Anybody here.

- Oh, somebody here?

- Yeah.

Double J, Joey.

Oh, the f*** you will.

Hey, look. Hey, Bobby.

Look, we're gonna go out to the car,

and when I get back,

we'll go to the bridge, all right?

You fixed?

Huh?

- You fixed?

- What do you mean?

- You know, are you on the pill or what?

- No.

No?

What do you got, the IOU, that thing?

- Huh?

- No.

No diaphragm?

- Nothing?

- It doesn't matter, though.

- You don't got nothing?

- It doesn't matter. Tony, I love you.

Are you kidding me?

Oh, forget it. Oh, f***.

Just give me a blowj*b.

Ready? Come on.

- Just a minute.

- Hey, Tony!

Forget it. Forget it. Just fix yourself up.

Everything was cool.

Everything was all right.

You had a good time.

Annette, cigarette?

Guess not, huh?

Stupid goofs.

Hey, Annette, can you dig it?

I knew that you could.

- Joey!

- You're f***ed, Double J.

- Hey, Tony.

- What?

Come on.

Let's get this selfish motherf***er.

- All right.

- Let's push him off.

- All right.

- You're going in, you big, f***ing hump!

Come on, Ton. Let's get him.

Come on. Let's go. Sh*t.

Hey, come on, let's get the f***ing

show off and throw him the f*** off.

Hey, Tarzan!

Look out, Double J!

Don't worry about nothing! I'm coming!

You f***ers!

- Can you dig it? I knew that you could.

- I knew that you could.

You stupid b*tch.

I wish you was staying longer,

you know, Frank?

Ex-priests don't stay back home.

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