The Extra Man Page #9
OF CEMENT.
WHAT WAS THAT?
CONTRIBUTE A SONG
OF WORKS, MAYBE.
- ( hisses )
- WHAT?
IT'S A LITTLE
CORNY, NO?
OH.
- ( chuckles )
OKAY. I'M SORRY.
I JUST--
I JUST BELIEVE:
THAT HONESTY:
IS SUPER IMPORTANT.
YOU KNOW WHAT?
COME ON.
READY?
WELL?
Narrator:
THE YOUNG GENTLEMAN'S
HEART SANK.
IN FACT,
HE WAS HORRIFIED
WAIT WAIT.
DISAPPOINTMEN:
CAME A GREA REVELATION--
DESPITE HIS OCCASIONAL
PENCHANT FOR WOMEN'S CLOTHING,
LOUIS IVES DID NOT WAN TO TRANSFORM HIMSELF.
OR THE GIRLS:
AT SALLY'S.
THIS IS WRONG.
- IT'S ALL WRONG.
- NO!
NO. NO, YOU LOOK
REALLY NICE!
IN FACT, STANDING THERE
DRESSED AS A WOMAN,
WHAT?
WHAT THE HELL:
ARE YOU DOING?!
I'M SORRY.
I DIDN'T THINK
IF I WAS PAYING!
- WHAT?!
- PLEASE, STOP YELLING.
- YOU, A**HOLE!
- WHAT?
- I JUST DIDN'T UNDER--
HENRY!
WHAT--
- WHAT'S GOING ON?!
- GO, GO!
- SH*T!
- Sandra:
FREAKS!- GO. GO.
- F***ING FREAKS!
- GET OUT!
- JESUS CHRIST!
I TRUSTED YOU.
I TRUSTED YOU.
I TRUSTED YOU.
- HENRY--
I OWN.
HENRY, I DIDN'T KNOW YOU
I HAD TO.
VIVIAN DIED.
OH MY...
GOD.
HENRY, I'M SORRY.
I'M SO SORRY.
- HENRY, PLEASE.
I WANT YOU:
OUT OF MY APARTMEN BY THE TIME I GET BACK.
PLEASE WAIT.
HENRY!
HENRY, I DON'T KNOW
WHAT TO SAY!
LOOK, OBVIOUSLY
MMM.
BECAUSE I DESPERATELY
WANTED YOUR FRIENDSHIP.
I DON'T EVEN
NOBODY SEEMS TO.
- ( screams )
( crashes )
Narrator:
AS LOUIS IVES' VEHICLE
WAS HAULED AWAY...
FOUNDATION.
LOUIS IVES CONSIDERED
GIVING UP:
ON MANHATTAN ALTOGETHER.
( door buzzes )
- MORNING, LOUIS.
- MORNING, GEORGE.
FAREWELL, MY VIVIAN.
YOUR MOST DEVOTED
ROSEN KNIGHT.
( knocks,
clears throat )
YOU WANTED:
TO SEE ME, GEORGE?
YEAH. YEAH, I DID.
SIT DOWN PLEASE, LOUIS.
IS SOMETHING...
WRONG?
THERE'S JUST SOMETHING
OKAY.
LOUIS, PHONE SALES,
THEY'RE NOT REALLY
RIGHT FOR YOU.
- NO?
- NO.
YOU'RE JUST--
YOU'RE NOT THE RIGH PERSONALITY TYPE, LOUIS.
NOW OUR MAGAZINE
IS DOING--
YOU KNOW THAT.
THE EDITING STAFF
MANUSCRIPTS THAT ARE
COMING IN.
SO WHAT I WOULD:
PREFER TO DO:
COPY EDITING.
YOU'VE GOT A QUIET,
KEEN INSIGHT, LOUIS.
AS A WRITER,
NOT AS A SALESMAN.
I'M OFFERING YOU
A PROMOTION.
Mary:
LOUIS?
LOUIS, I NEED
I WAS THINKING...
OH.
AND HONORED:
MARY,
I REALLY APPRECIATE
YOU OFFERING:
BUT I'M NOT SURE
FOR ME ANYMORE.
REALLY?
CHRISTMAS BALLS OUT?
HELLO, HENRY.
LOOK AT THEM,
AND YET THEY'RE
COMPLETELY DEPENDENT.
AWFULLY PROUD.
FOR LAST NIGHT.
IT'S YOUR APARTMENT.
THEY'RE YOUR RULES.
I BROKE THEM.
YES...
AS YOU THINK.
DON'T BE RIDICULOUS.
OUT FOR LESS.
I KNOW.
BUT THERE'S
A DIFFERENCE--
TO LOSE YOU.
HMM.
NEED HELP, YOU KNOW?
YOU MIGHT THINK:
ABOUT GOING OVER
FOR COUNSELING.
HMM.
NO, THEY'LL GE YOU THINKING RIGHT.
ACTUALLY, WHAT I'VE
TO WRITING--
PROFESSIONALLY:
AND PERSONALLY.
THERAPEUTIC.
GOOD.
YES, IT HELPS.
BUT I WOULDN'T RULE OU PSYCHOANALYSIS EITHER.
- GERSHON?!
- ( laughs ) HEY!
YOU LOOK GREAT,
GERSHON.
- THANK YOU.
MIDDLE CLASS.
- MY GOD.
WHAT'S THIS?
MY PLAY!
GERSHON, YOU?
I WAS ANGRY.
AND I WAS HURT.
AND I WANTED:
BUT I'M SORRY, HENRY.
IT WAS WRONG.
CAN YOU FIND IT IN YOUR HEAR TO FORGIVE ME?
I FORGIVE YOU, GERSHON.
YOU MUSTN'T SIN ANYMORE.
NO SIN AGAINS YOUR FELLOW MAN,
FOLLOW THE BIBLE.
WORK!
PRAY FOR ENLIGHTENMENT.
BECAUSE WE LIVE:
JUST UPSTAIRS.
AND DO YOU,
OTTO RALPH BELLMAN,
TAKE THIS WOMAN,
MARGARET CHASE CUDLIP,
WEDDED WIFE,
FOR RICHER, FOR POORER,
IN SICKNESS:
AND IN HEALTH,
SHALL LIVE?
THAT'S VIVIAN'S NIECE.
- Otto:
I DO.DON'T YOU THINK?
- I NOW PRONOUNCE
- HMM?
- SHE'S BARELY 50.
- HENRY, SHH!
- SHH!
- SHH!
- SHH!
- SHH!
THE BRIDE.
- SACRED.
( applause )
CONGRATULATIONS.
CONGRATULATIONS, OTTO.
Henry:
I'VE BEEN THINKING.
WHEN I FINISH TEACHING
IN AUGUST,
THREE CAN MANAGE
VERY WELL THERE.
WE WON'T NEED MUCH.
ONLY COSTS:
OH, THANK YOU,
MY DEAR.
LOVELY.
( applause )
Narrator:
HE FINALLY UNDERSTOOD
THOSE WORDS:
OF HIS DEAR:
AND ESSENTIAL FRIEND
HENRY HARRISON...
WHERE ARE WE?"
PRINCE OF PLAYERS
PAWN OF NONE:
GYPSY EXPLORER:
HEIGHTS:
EXALTED COMPANION
OF COCAINE NIGHTS
'CAUSE HE'S A DANDY
IN THE UNDERWORLD
FOR AIR?
OH, WILL ANYBODY
EVER CARE?
EXILED HE WAS:
OF A MYTHICAL OZ
DISTRACTION HE WANTED
TO DESTRUCTION:
HE FELL:
THE ANCIENT MANSIONS
OF HELL:
'CAUSE HE'S A DANDY
IN THE UNDERWORLD
WHEN WILL HE:
OH, WILL ANYBODY
EVER CARE?
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