Sidewalks of New York Page #11
It's bad karma, kid.
What about that girl, Maria?
- Maria, the schoolteacher?
- Yeah.
I took her on a couple of dates.
She never called me back.
Totally gave me the brush.
Tommy, let me explain
something to you, okay?
I'm gonna speak to you like a son.
Chicks don't brush guys off.
Guys brush chicks off, okay?
That's just the way it is.
- How you been?
- How've you been?
You know, I've been better.
I called you a couple of times.
I never heard back from you.
- I meant to call you back.
- Yeah?
But you just never
got around to it?
You know what?
Seriously, don't sweat it at all.
- It's cool.
- No, but I really-
I wanted to apologize.
I'm sorry.
Really, it's- You know.
It's cool.
I get it, you know.
I'll see you around.
Look, did I screw it up somehow?
I thought we had
a good time that night.
And then in the morning
you're rushing off...
...saying you had to go
to the zoo or something.
What happened?
- Nothing. I just-
- Did we not have a good time?
No, I had a great time.
It has nothing to do with you.
It was not your fault.
I got a little freaked out.
I'd really like it
if you called me again.
- Are you sure? I mean-
- Yeah.
It's not just 'cause
you ran into me?
- I won't get the machine?
- No.
Unless I'm not home.
Can't promise I'll be home.
Look, really, I just-
All right.
I'll call then.
I'll call you next week,
but, you know-
- You better, you know-
- I will.
- Don't play with me.
- I won't.
So?
I don't know. I think...
...maybe I should get
a second opinion.
Well, Maria, I've got some good news
and some more good news.
What would you like
to hear first?
I guess I'll pick the good news.
Your AIDS test is negative.
That is good news.
- And the other good news?
- You're pregnant.
What the f*** are you doing here?
I just want you to know
that I want to be with you...
...and I'm willing to leave Annie.
I don't want to break up
your marriage, okay?
What do you mean?
That's what I thought you wanted.
You thought that I wanted that?
I just wanted to see you.
The only reason you're outside
my apartment, telling me this...
...is because you can't have me.
- That's not true.
- Yeah, it is.
I am here because I love you.
- Come here.
- Get the f*** off of me.
Will you at least think about it?
Will you at least
think about it?
It's Maria. Please leave a message
and I'll call you back.
Maria, how you doin'?
It's Tommy.
I called you a couple of times
already. I figured I'd try again.
you wanted to get together...
...but maybe I was mistaken.
So, look. All right.
I hope you're good, and I'll
see you around, whenever.
All right. Take it easy.
You're so sweet.
I love you so much.
Excuse me.
Are these yours?
Those?
This disgusting thing
with the spots on it.
Are you the proud owner of these?
Yes and no.
- They were Griffin's.
- I'm gonna vomit.
- Are you kidding?
- No, I'm not kidding.
I think if this relationship
has any chance of surviving...
...we should consider
burning these immediately.
- What's wrong?
- Nothing.
Listen, if there's something wrong,
you should talk to me.
Nothing's wrong.
I already told you.
Don't worry about it.
All right? Come on.
- You don't think I can tell?
- It's nothing.
It's not nothing.
Just talk to me.
We talked fine before.
Can we have some silence
for a little while?
We've had silence
for the past f***in' ten minutes!
Why do we have to talk?
I don't know what's wrong with me.
What, you're crying now?
Calm down, first of all.
- Why are you crying?
- I don't wanna calm down.
Come on. I can understand.
I just need a little bit
of space right now.
What do you mean, "space"?
This is just too much too quickly.
I don't know how to deal with it.
You breaking up with me?
What are you doing to me?
One second you like me,
and the next second you don't.
I'm sorry.
You can't play games
with people like this.
What is it? It's this dentist,
right? You wanna go back to him.
He's your man, right?
I'm sorry I stepped in between.
You should have told me that
a long time ago.
Give me the bag, please.
You're being so stupid.
- Please give me the bag.
- Don't you see how great this is?
- Don't you see how great this is?
- Yes!
Don't run away from me.
Sweetie.
You don't wanna talk to me now?
You're gonna run home?
Please go home, okay?
I'm goin' home.
I don't know what I'm doing wrong.
I'm a nice Jewish kid from Brooklyn.
These kind of things
shouldn't be happening to me.
It shouldn't be this hard for me.
But that's life.
One second we're having such
a good time, we're falling in love.
Then the next second, out of
the blue, she drops this sh*t on me.
I should just forget about women,
stay home and play with myself.
- You told her you loved her?
- Yeah. So?
So what are you, a f***ing retard?
Jesus, that's why
she dumped your sorry ass.
She was just looking to f***, and
you gotta throw the "love" at her...
...screw the whole thing up.
I'm not a retard, all right?
And I do love her, man.
When are you gonna start thinking
rock star and acting rock star?
- Hold on.
- What?
Let's just take it slow, okay?
I want you.
Don't you wanna talk?
Let's talk.
Well, yeah, I mean- But I only
have an hour for lunch, so-
We can talk, but-
What?
You don't love me, Griff.
- Yes, I do.
- No, you don't.
- What are you talking about?
- You don't love anybody.
- What do you mean, I don't?
- You use people.
You used me.
You used your wife.
- What do you mean, I "use people"?
- You use everybody.
That's the way the world works.
People use each other.
They take from each other
what they need to make them happy.
You use me to make you happy.
I use you to make me happy.
You've gotta give back
a little bit sometimes.
I don't give back at all?
I told you that I love you,
that I'd leave my wife for you.
I sent you flowers last week.
What are you talking about?
- What are you doing? Come here.
- I gotta go.
This is the same old sh*t,
and I'm sick of it.
You're sick of what?
What exactly are you sick of?
Why is it the same old sh*t?
I told you things were gonna change.
What are you talking about?
- Is this about what's-his-name?
- His name is Ben.
Well, is this- F*** Ben!
F*** you!
And f*** you too!
Wait a minute. Come here.
Unbelievable.
Hilary and I have something
we'd like to say to both of you.
First, we would like to apologize
for the way we've behaved.
Yeah. You both know
our relationship has been a mess...
...and that we've each
screwed up pretty badly.
And I know you know
what I'm talking about.
But we've decided to, you know,
go to therapy and save our marriage.
And everything's better,
much better now.
We're working on my void.
Yeah.
Harry's gonna sell
the property upstate...
...and the logs and the power tools.
And Hilary's getting
a new gynecologist...
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