Some Velvet Morning Page #2

scattered at your feet.

I don't really have answers for

a puzzle like that one.

I don't know what to say.

Okay.

- I'd like to help you, but I can't.

- Yeah, no, I know. I'm not expecting you to...

help me get out of this mess

that I created for myself here.

I wouldn't expect that of you.

Good.

I was just hoping you might throw a

few ideas my way, you know, but...

- I told you to call you wife.

- Gee, thanks.

- Well?

- Well what?

What good is that gonna do? Make

me say the words, "I left you"?

I think she got it. The empty closet

should be a pretty strong indication...

that it wasn't like the rapture

or anything.

Then maybe you should just do

what you want to do.

I am. I'm here.

I wanna be here.

I mean, is that what you're asking me?

What is it that I want to do exactly?

Like if you're saying, "What is it that exactly you want to do?

Where exactly do you want to be?"

Then that would be here with

you. Right now.

That's why I'm here.

I mean, and that's the first time I've

ever done that, put my needs first.

Right? I've always done the

right thing, the decent thing.

I've never...

- True?

- I'm not disagreeing.

Yeah, but you're not exactly waving a f***ing

flag in my direction either, are you?

I agree with you, Fred.

- There you go, is that better?

- Yes, thanks.

- Good.

- Don't say it if you don't mean it.

- I won't.

- Obviously not.

No, I mean, if you don't feel

it, you know, don't say it.

Don't say it to me. Just say it.

What?

You're being a little bit pushy! You're not pushy.

No, that's the wrong word.

You're being a little bit, you

know, charged up about things.

And it's a little bit unnerving.

Yeah, so just...

Just let it be.

I mean, come on.

I'm not like the Beatles or

something.

That's funny.

All right, so anyway, what time

do you have to go?

- No, I'm good on time.

- Take a shower, do what you gotta do.

I'm just gonna stay here. I'm

fine, I'll be all right.

- No, Fred.

- What? No, go, go.

I mean, go ahead. I've seen you in

a towel before, don't be bashful.

It's okay. It's all right. Go do

what you have to do.

- I'm all right.

- No, really, I mean it.

Go douche or whatever that, you

know, whatever.

Fred...

I'm fine, I said.

I might throw on some different

clothes, but otherwise...

Okay, fine. Yeah, no, good. I

mean, you ought to know, right?

You ought to know your schedule much

better than anyone. Particularly me.

- Yeah.

- Even Chris, right?

I should, yeah.

How is old Chris doing anyway?

How's Wonderboy doing?

He's good. The last time I saw

him, which was...

- When?

- I was just about to say.

- Okay, sorry.

- Fred, come on.

Just relax. Everything is fine.

It's okay.

That feels good.

Your hand there.

Your touch.

Okay, I'm glad, but I wasn't

trying to...

I know. You were just trying to

comfort me, that's all.

I know you weren't trying to get all sexy

or whatever, you know. I'm not stupid.

- I wasn't calling you anything.

- It's fine.

I knew it was what it was if it was

not filled with personal history.

I just wanted to be clear.

I got it. Look, and I just

reacted to it, okay?

When I feel a sensation, that's the way

I just react, whether it's good or bad.

I'm a reactive person. That's

the way I am. I have no...

And I'm not gonna apologize for that.

Not to you, not to anybody. So...

Anyway, I don't want to talk about this

anymore because my nerves are shot today...

and I really want you to see me

at my best.

I don't want you to, you know, see

me like some horrible, like...

It's fine. It's okay.

No, it's actually not okay. It's

not.

If it were okay, I would be saying to

you, "Hey, you know what? This is okay. "

But actually this is not an okay

moment for me. Okay?

That was me being funny, okay?

Doesn't that feel good? It feels

good, actually...

to get it all out in one big

rush of laughter like that.

All right, I'm gonna go now.

You didn't mean any of that, did

you?

- No, not a word.

- I could tell.

I don't know what I said to make

you so angry, Fred, but...

- I'm not angry.

- You are, right now, aggressive.

Yeah, maybe a little aggressive.

Yeah, maybe a little.

However it feels, it's coming

off of you in waves.

Big tsunami waves of anger...

and it's hitting me so hard in

the chest, I feel...

I don't know, I feel...

I feel ready to start crying,

just right now as I sit here.

Just in case that's what you're

looking for.

I'm just being honest.

Sorry.

That's not what I...

That's not what I wanted. I'm

sorry.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I really am sorry, Velvet.

Don't do that.

What?

Velvet. Don't call me that.

Really?

Yeah. Why would I...?

Why would I want you calling me that now,

years later, when I'm not that girl anymore?

Please respect that.

- No.

- What's no?

Well, because I don't

necessarily believe that's true.

Excuse me?

- Excuse me, Fred?

- What?

How the f*** would you know what I'm

doing with my life unless you're here...

're me and

he day to day of what I'm doing?

How do you have an answer for

that?

- Because of what you said before.

- What was that? What did I say?

- About Chris.

- What?

About Chris, my son, whom you

used to go out with...

and who you now see privately.

That's what made me believe it.

That little fact.

- I said we go for lunch sometimes.

- And then, "And sometimes other stuff. "

- I didn't mean...

- But you said, "And sometimes other stuff. "

- I didn't mean "that. "

- You just said it two minutes ago, Velvet.

Stop calling me Velvet!

All right! Okay! You stop! Stop

yelling at me!

I'm yelling because you keep

calling me Velvet!

All right! All right! So stop!

Fine! Just stop it!

Stop it. I'm stopping because

this is ridiculous

This is f***ing ridiculous.

That's not me, that's not who I

am.

If you ask anyone in my life,

it's not anyone I associate with.

And if Chris were here, he really

would tell you the same thing.

Or anyone else that I'm seeing.

Seeing? I love how you put it

like that.

You make it sound so proper.

"Seeing. I'm seeing someone. "

- How many guys are you "seeing"?

- No!

Seeing as in go for a quick

drink with or whatever!

I'm in a place in my life, Fred, believe it or not,

where I actually have friends or boyfriends...

not serious boyfriends, but

that's cool with me.

That's cool because that's what I need right now, the

space and the freedom and the plain old "me" time.

The thing to do what I do, which

is my work and my school...

and all the things I'm doing,

much like finding myself.

And I know it sounds mystical and bullshitty

to you, but that's not the f***ing point.

The point is that I'm not longer called

Velvet in my life, and everyone that... -

- I'm going.

- Nobody's stopping you.

No, you are, actually, Fred. In

a big way.

It may not feel like it, but you're putting

a huge f***ing block in my road, okay?

- Really.

- I don't want to be rude, but you are.

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