Sea of Love Page #3

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Don't take them out

of the restaurant.

Don't lay a hand on them.

- Don't have intercourse with them.

- It's over. I'm not doing it.

You converse,

you get prints and you split.

You wear a wire,

we'll have a sound van outside...

and a two-man backup

at another table.

Keep the restaurant receipts.

I don't want to have to read

about this in the Village Voice.

What's with the backup and wire?

What's she going to do?

Confess? Shoot me?

We're in a restaurant.

To make me happy, okay?

Now, who's writing the ad?

Who's the poet?

"Roses are red

"Violets are blue

"I got one yea-long

"And it's all for you"

"I got one yea-long!"

Check it out.

I got one!

Check this one out.

"Windswept hallways in my heart

"Echo the blackness of eternity"

Get out! What is he,

Edgar Allan Poe, this guy?

I'll be sitting across

from Morticia Addams.

- Thing!

- Gomez!

She's a shooter, right?

So, how about something like:

"Many a girl has shot me down"

"I've been shot before..."

"Shot me down..."

"I'm hot to trot, give Frank a shot"

"I live alone

"within myself,

like a hut within the woods

"I keep my heart high upon the shelf

"barren of other goods

"I need another's arms

to reach for it

"and place it where it belongs

"I need another's touch and smile

"to fill my hut with songs"

Not bad.

It's a little corny, but it's good.

- Better than what we got.

- Did you just make that up, Mr. K?

Frank's mother wrote that.

High school, 1934.

She was a goddamn beautiful person.

Go ahead. Use it.

She'd have liked that.

Good poem.

I really liked that.

You guys are f***ing slobs.

And you're GQ.

See you later, Frank.

Pop.

Come on.

You stay here with me tonight.

Come on.

That's it.

Where are you taking me?

That's good.

Am I walking?

I'm walking, right?

It'll pass for it, Dad.

That warrant isn't for me.

You got the wrong guy.

Sorry, Frank.

Okay, kid.

Smell a shooter in there?

I don't know, Gloria.

I just got this hopeful feeling

when I read your letter.

It's just... I can't explain it.

I'm a printer.

My own business.

Amanda? My mother's name was Amanda.

Miranda?

You're a what? That's what?

You like guys and girls?

Or girls?

I got an aunt named Carmen.

That's cool.

Carmen Miranda.

Me?

Sometimes, but mainly girls.

You've a lovely voice.

You should be on radio.

Women, you know?

How's around...

Are you a night owl?

Solid. Let's get crazy, then.

Taxi!

Not that I haven't done this before.

Shove this in here.

I've wanted to do this all night.

- Is he on, Bill?

- Yeah.

I look natural?

You look good.

Okay, kids.

Can I help you?

- Good evening, sir.

- Good evening.

- Chair this evening?

- Yes, thank you.

Cocktail this evening?

Cocktails? Yeah.

What kind, sir?

- A little bourbon and water.

- Bourbon and water it is.

Come back now.

Do you remember

when we met?

That's the day

I knew you were my pet

Can I get a little hi-de-hi here?

If I look half as good

as you at your age...

You got nothing to worry about.

You look great.

You're very sweet.

It's just that I should've said

on the phone that I'm the age I am.

Look, I'm telling you something.

You look better than

three-quarters of the girls...

I know that are half your age.

Did that come out right?

Yes, thank you. I'll buy that.

I'll quit while I'm ahead.

The lady would like

another white wine?

- Yes, please.

- And I'm fine here.

I got it. I'm taking it out now.

Watch it!

We need some more

dinner plates out front, on the double.

They're coming out now.

What do we do now?

Well, I'll tell you, I gotta pick up

my son in half an hour, so it's...

My timing's terrible.

Should we have dinner sometime?

Sure. We'll call you.

"We"?

- I said "we"?

- Yes.

That's me, all day on the phone,

it's "we this, we that."

Meaning my company. I'll call you.

Check, please.

I'll call you. Me.

No, you won't.

Oh, well.

I don't know.

I get this very weird feeling

you're not who you say you are.

There's something

not right about this.

What do you mean? Like what?

You got cop's eyes.

Cop's eyes?

You look at me,

I feel like I did something.

Like you did something? Like what?

My ex-husband was a cop.

What did you say?

What are you, you're a printer?

If you're a printer, I got a dick.

I didn't doubt it

for a minute, baby.

Think you could go

for a babe with a dick?

Depends on her personality, really.

So you're divorced, right?

I said that.

You got kids? Kid. One kid. A boy?

No. A girl.

You got a girl, right?

You know, it's interesting,

your coming from...

York, Pennsylvania,

because in a way...

you went from York to New York.

You like the park,

and I like the beach.

You like movies, I like plays.

You're a printer,

I manage a shoe store.

And I don't believe in

wasting time on this stuff.

You know what you know,

and you go with it.

You go with what?

You're just not my type.

I mean, you just sat down.

Give it a little bit of time.

I believe in animal attraction.

I believe in love at first sight.

I believe in this.

And I don't feel it with you.

I'm hell on wheels once you know me.

How are you folks doing here?

Is that wine okay, miss?

You haven't even touched your glass.

Have a little sip.

You know, warm up.

Let's raise a glass here. Come on.

Come on, here.

Let's have a happy hunting toast.

It's nothing personal.

Come on. Where are you going?

Kiss my tiara, b*tch. Look at that.

I didn't get prints.

I didn't get prints.

How many more of these have we got?

Okay, that's two more.

Two more.

Oh, no.

Mercy, mercy.

How are you doing, Frank?

- Anything on the prints?

- Nothing yet.

How's your head?

It couldn't be worse.

How are you doing?

Terry. Cable Tone.

Yeah. What's up?

I was just telling your partner

that there was a kid there that day.

A black kid.

I think he was from

the supermarket...

'cause I saw him come in

with groceries earlier on.

Anyhow, I'm working

down in the basement.

About 20 minutes later...

he comes tearing through there

like a bat out of hell.

No groceries.

I mean, why is he going back out

through the basement, right?

There is a lobby, right?

The kid has those...

black militant corn holes.

I mean, corn rows in his hair.

He looks like a real shitbag,

if you ask me.

How are you doing, chief?

One of your kids got corn rows?

You know, afro hairdo?

- Stevie Wonder hair.

- Wonder hair?

Reggie, he means Quawi.

- Where's he at?

- You got me. I fired his ass Monday.

How come?

He goes to make a delivery,

he doesn't like the tip...

so he starts screaming

at the customer.

You got his address?

Maybe.

What did he do, kill somebody?

Quawi Benjamin.

"Spooney." Call him that, he goes crazy.

I got nothing here.

He only worked, like, a week or so.

If he comes in,

or if you see him somewhere...

Call us?

Sure.

"Hell on wheels," huh?

How quickly we forget.

No, I don't forget you.

You're the "animal attraction"?

"Love at first sight."

What, do you live around here?

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