Sweet Talk Page #6

Like...

Like...

Like...

Like you're looking through me.

And I wonder who you are and...

and if you're the same person

you've always been and why you

refuse to talk.

I can't stop thinking about you.

I keep wondering if there's...

there's a man that's still alive

in there and if that man is able

to be reached.

One morning when I, uh, when I

return home, I go to sleep.

And I have a dream about you.

In the dream, you come to life.

I-I wake up.

My skin is f-flushed, a-and my

legs are wrapped around a pillow.

And...

And I'm stranded.

I'm a... I'm abandoned by the

dream.

I'm... I'm abandoned by you.

And an unutterable sadness...

Overcomes me.

I feel so... I feel so

disconnected as if... as if my

wiring has been ripped out,

and... and all I can think about

is going to work.

And... and seeing you and the

dream and... and the deadness

inside you and...

- No, inside me.

It's my biggest fear

that I'm dead inside...

That I'm... I'm completely

paralyzed, that I died years

ago, and... and no one told me.

All day long...

I stare out the window,

watching.

Watching the city below go about

its business, listening to...

t-to sounds of life I've never

heard before, dizzy.

And disorienting.

When night falls, I go to work,

and the house is... is dead

quiet except for the wind and

t-the creaking timbers.

I go to your room.

And I'm afraid.

And I'm exhilarated, and...

And I have no idea what's gonna

happen.

Talk to me.

Please.

We're all alone.

It's just the two of us.

I think you want to come back to life.

I think you need to touch

someone.

To feel another human being

against your body.

I can see a glow in your eyes.

I can even see the beginning of

a smile.

I can see it.

I can feel it.

I know in the dead center of

your body, there is life.

And you've been waiting for me

for a very long time.

No.

No!

Not this time!

Speak!

Say something, goddamn it!

F*** you.

I think we're ready.

Je-sus!

- Oh, sh*t.

- Oh, my God.

Jesus!

Is it noon already?

It's three minutes before.

Listen, if Eddie finds out that

you're taking the phones off the

hook, he's gonna fire you.

- You know, he calls here

sometimes to check up on us.

Make sure we're answering the

phones.

I... It's none of my

business, but...

Why do you have your clothes off?

Do you really want to know?

I don't know.

Do I?

I-I folded...

Those for you.

- Thank you.

Happy new day, Leon.

I got a great feeling about

today.

- Good morning, ladies and germs.

Funny thing happened to me on

the way to...

Vienna.

I met a beautiful contessa...

Named Delilah.

Hello... sweet talk.

Want to talk?

Who's this?

Ginny.

Who's this?

Where's Delilah?

Oh, she's not here right now,

but I'd love to talk to you.

What do you mean she's not

there?

Where did she go?

Out?

I thought this was her place.

Oh, we're sort of roommates,

her and me.

When one goes out, the other's

here.

When will she be back?

Here.

She's here evenings and

mornings, midnight to noon.

Sh*t.

Aw, you don't have to wait

that long.

Yeah, I think I do.

Yeah, I think I do.

Why?

Why?

You and I can talk.

What do you want to talk about?

Vienna.

Huh?

Nazis were marching in the street.

I was in bed without the use of

my arms and my legs.

She was my nurse.

She came to me at night.

Could you hold on a sec?

Uh, some nut job wants to talk

to you.

I'm off duty.

Yeah, he's talking about

Vienna and Nazis, some nurse.

Hello. Hi, hi.

Hi.

You had me worried there for a

minute.

Um...

I can't talk right now.

I thought this was your

place.

I lied.

What else did you lie about?

Nothing.

Nothing.

Everything else was the truth.

So

what do we do now?

Shall we walk along the Danube?

Maybe we could find a-a caf

that serves sacher torte with

whipped cream.

Mmm, wouldn't that be nice?

Yeah. Yeah, it would.

Um...Samson, I, uh, I

don't know that that's a good idea.

Why not?

Well

I don't think I could handle

Starbucks right now, you know,

with, uh, with the biodegradable

cups and people talking on their

cellphones and laptops.

So, what are we are supposed

to do?

Hmm?

Forget it?

Just forget the whole thing happened?

Vienna?

The duel, the dance, the train?

No.

No, I'm not forgetting.

Well, good. That's...

That's good to hear.

It's just there aren't a lot

of duels being fought around

here, you know?

I warned you, didn't I?

We could've stopped at any time.

So, what are we supposed to do?

Go home, I guess.

And do what?

Sleep.

Perchance to dream.

Sleep.

Perchance to dream.

Ah, there's the rub.

For in that sleep of death,

what dreams may come.

Come on.

Delilah.

I found my voice.

I have... I found... I found my

voice.

I have things to say.

We could go back there.

You really think we can do

that?

Yes. Of course.

We went before. We can go again.

We could go there.

We could go to all kinds of places.

We can go to amazing places.

We can go to Paris.

We could go Saint Petersburg.

We could

we could go to Rio!

Rio!

Carnival time.

Zambas, drums.

How about New York?

In...

In the '40s.

I could be a torch singer at a

bar on...

I don't know... 52nd street.

And you could be a gangsta.

With a scar halfway down my

cheek and a diamond stickpin.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Samson, right?

Third one down, no "p"?

Yeah.

Delilah?

Yes?

This could be the start of

something big.

Yes.

See you around, I guess.

See you around.

Wherever there is.

Wherever there is.

You gonna get that?

Are you gonna get that?

- Hello... Sweet Talk.

This is Ginny.

Hi.

Hi.

Who is this?

John.

John?

Hi, John.

You have a nice-sounding voice.

Have you called us before?

Mm.

I thought I recognized your voice.

- So, John what would you like to talk about today?

Something a little different?

How different?

Really?

Tell me the tape of the girl

that turned you on.

I'm a redhead, John.

In fact, I'm red all over.

Mmm.

Like I said...

Everywhere.

- Johnny, you son of a b*tch!

You big, hard son of a b*tch!

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