The Golden Door Page #2

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you want to guess?

Uh...

treat other people

like you want to be treated?

Wrong. Dead wrong.

The most important rule is...

you never ever let somebody

in the building...

- they're not supposed to be in.

- Okay. Of course.

Don't say, "of course". If it was

of course, you'd get it right, right?

Everybody- they think

being a doorman is easy.

It's not so easy.

The devils in the details, kid.

You know, you gotta learn

how to put out packages,

learn people's names,

you know?

And what's the most

important thing?

Don't let other people in

that aren't supposed to get in.

Yeah, good.

Don't forget that.

No eating or sleeping

in the lobby.

Don't fraternize

with the residents.

They got better things to do

than talk to you.

You keep it short, businesslike.

You want to write this down?

No, I'll remember.

Well, if you don't, you're out.

All right, tomorrow, 10:30 PM.

You'll talk to Raul.

He'll show you around.

And don't pick up

any of his bad habits.

- All right.

- Let's go.

(knocks on door)

[Mother]:
with me

about every detail.

[Daughter]:
I'm not arguing.

Scarlett, I don't understand

why you're being so ungrateful about this.

Because it's just not that big a deal.

It's a birthday party.

It's your birthday.

And it was a big for me

when I had you.

You were large and painful.

And since I happen to be financing...

this particular birthday party,

it's my simple wish...

that no hobos be allowed.

White shirts, two,

a little starch.

Afternoon, Mrs. Dowling,

Scarlett.

This is Hank.

Hank's the new doorman.

Hi, I'm Henry.

Welcome to the building, Hank.

George, you did get my message

about the caterer?

Yes, ma'am, sure did.

All taken care of, Mrs. D.

- Thank you.

- Thank you.

Can I get those?

No, I'm okay.

Thank you.

Go ahead.

[Mrs. Dowling]:
There are plenty

of people on the list...

- Okay, floor, please?

- Penthouse.

[Mrs. Dowling]:
All right,

we'll discuss it later.

(jazz music playing)

(phone ringing)

Hello.

Honey, it's Gretchen.

Should I just leave these here?

Take them all to Scarlett's room-

down the hall, the last door at the end.

And this is for you, Harry.

Thank you.

See anything you like?

Oh, hey.

Your mom told me to put

your bags in here.

And snoop through my stuff?

No no, I wasn't snooping.

No? 'Cause it looked

a little like snooping.

I should probably go.

Nice to meet you.

"Classy ladies...

make 5000 dollars a week

without leaving your house.

No experience necessary".

I don't think you want

that one.

Why not?

'Cause they're looking

for hookers.

Oh.

Are you sure?

Because it sounds pretty good.

Yeah, I'm sure.

Look, maybe I could get you a shift

walking dogs,

but it's not exactly

a walk in the park.

Isn't it?

The fact that you think that

makes me know that you are not ready.

"Cashier...

good starting pay.

No experience necessary".

How hard could that be?

Yeah, you know what?

Call them.

And don't let them

jerk you around.

You've got to be ready

to play hardball, eh?

- (mumbling)

- (laughs)

You got a real knack

making oriental food.

Ha ha ha.

Wow, I'm gonna have a job.

I haven't had one

in 20 years.

They're gonna love you, Ma.

It's gonna be great.

Just don't tell your brother.

I don't want to argue with him.

I won't say anything.

Won't say anything about what?

What? Hey, how's school?

Great.

Won't say anything about what?

- I'm getting a job.

- She's getting a job.

No, you're not.

You listen to me.

I'm your mother.

And you can't tell me

what I can't do.

I'm not gonna just roll over

and give up my house...

that I lived in for 15 years.

We need money

and I'm getting a job.

No one's giving up

the house, Ma.

I left today

and Uncle Colin got me a job

as a doorman.

So you don't have to

go to work.

You quit

to take care of me?

I took a leave of absence.

You precious angel.

You're gonna be a doorman?

What the hell is wrong

with being a doorman?

You're gonna be able

to tell me pretty soon.

Have a nice evening,

Miss Janet, okay?

Hey, you, come here.

You must be the new kid.

Yeah, Henry O'Shea.

Raul.

You're on with me tonight.

Go get changed.

The locker room's on B1...

down the stairs, make a right.

Hurry up.

(man snoring loudly)

(coughs, exclaims)

What the hell are you doing?

I'm Henry.

I'm the new doorman.

- What's going on?

- I was sleeping.

This guy was touching me.

- Touching you?

- No, I wasn't touching him.

Was he touching you?

Okay, yes, I was touching him,

but I thought something was wrong

with his breathing.

I was listening to his chest.

I was on my way to get my uniform.

What's wrong with my chest?

Francisco, settle down, okay?

Look, buddy, I'm not gay.

Oh, who said anything

about being gay?

He said I was touching him.

I'm studying to be a nurse.

And you're not gay?

Look, Dr. Kildare,

you're not working here.

You're not on call, okay?

If anything is wrong with him,

you let him die.

Now get a uniform,

get dressed,

and no touching.

Don't touch anybody

that works here.

Don't touch anybody who lives here.

You got it?

Right.

What's wrong with me?

You've got obstructed breathing.

What's destructive breathing?

Forget it.

Do we really have to

wear the hat?

Nice fit.

Thanks.

It's hot, right?

Yeah.

That's 'cause it's made of wool...

one uniform for summer,

winter, spring and fall.

You ain't gonna find

no air conditioning nowhere...

that's gonna stop you

from sweating your nuts off.

Terrific.

You see Francisco downstairs?

Oh, yeah.

We had a nice conversation.

Yeah?

That's weird.

He's usually asleep.

Why didn't you eat early

when you had time?

Look, I couldn't

because I was waiting for you.

- Oh, waiting for me.

- Did you pack the Blackberry charger?

Yes, I packed the Blackberry charger.

How many times are you gonna ask me?

As many times as it takes

to know you did it, Debbie.

Don't Debbie me.

Good evening,

Mr. and Mrs. Silverman.

Hey, Bobby.

This is our new doorman Henry.

Hello, Henry.

- Pleased to meet you, Henry.

- Nice to meet you too, sir.

Here, take Hercules.

I need to take my Klonopin

before we leave for this nightmare...

I mean, our romantic

anniversary getaway.

The car's ready, Mr. Silverman.

Thank you, Raul.

We'll be back on Sunday.

If you can't get us on the cell,

you know you can always email.

Your father doesn't even have

a bowel movement without his Blackberry.

No parties, Bobby.

I'm not gonna have

any parties.

You listen to your father.

I love you, sweetie.

Me too, Mom.

(snaps fingers)

Keep an eye on him, okay, Henry?

I will, sir.

Thank you very much.

You hungry, man? I'm starving.

Let's get something to eat.

I thought we weren't

supposed to eat up here.

We ain't supposed to be seen eating.

That don't mean we gotta starve.

- Yeah, Mo's.

- Yeah, what's happening?

Let me get- hold on one second.

What you want on it?

It's my first night.

I'm all right.

Sausage, pepperoni... what?

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