The Golden Door Page #8

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and your family?

You're done labeling

the entire world?

I don't care if you date

this girl or not,

but you don't define

your father as a plumber,

or your sister as a dog walker

or yourself as a nurse.

Your father...

loved people.

He loved his family.

Yeah, he loved handball

a little too much,

but he was a kind,

compassionate man...

who would have given the shirt off

this back to anybody.

There's no girl that's too good

for my Henry.

I don't care how rich or pretty she is,

she'd be lucky to be loved by you.

I'm gonna go.

Yeah, I'm gonna go sell

some lubricants.

I'll see you later.

Hank!

(dog barking)

Yo, Henry.

Yo, I don't want to sound

like a dick,

but George says you're not allowed

in this building no more.

Raul, I just need you

to call Scarlett.

- She's not here.

- Come on, Raul.

- Can't you just call her for me, please?

- I'm telling you, man,

she's not here, for real.

They just left, the whole family.

Do you know where

they were going?

I think they went to

the Gotham Club.

The Gotham Club?

Your sister was here too.

She told me about your dad.

Sorry, buddy.

If there's anything that we can,

you know...

Just, where is it? The Gotham place?

Do you know where it is?

It's on Park and 55th.

Park and 55th.

Thanks, man.

Hold on, man. You can't get in

wearing that bullshit.

So what's your rush?

Uh, I think I really like this girl

and I might have blown it.

Not so fast, hot shot.

Let me tell you something

about women...

never to be trusted

for a second.

I once had

a huge property...

swimming pool, tennis court,

waterfall.

It was like heaven on earth, man.

And this Svengali b*tch

took me for everything.

Sorry to hear that, uh, Rajib.

Let me tell you something, kiddo:

"Run"!

Run like Seabiscuit, okay?

And don't look back.

Never look back.

Here we are, tiger.

That will be... nine-seventy-five.

- Thanks for the advice.

- Anytime.

Nine-seventy-five... 10 bucks.

Cheap bastard.

- May I help you, sir?

- Yeah, I'm here to see Scarlett Dowling.

- I think she's here already.

- Sir, if you're meeting the Dowlings,

you cannot come into the club

without the correct attire... coat and tie,

no jeans, no sneakers.

Look, I don't suppose you'd

just let me run up there...

- and give her a message quickly?

- I'm afraid not.

How about this?

I'll let you hold my ID.

Sir, this isn't a night club.

No, right.

I like your work.

Hey, boys.

Just another night on the job...

waitin', getting' food...

Takin' my break, guys.

[Meredith]:

I cannot believe he ordered...

You know, you're incorrigible.

- Henry?

- I need to talk to you.

Couldn't you have just called?

I'm sorry to barge in on you

like this, Mrs. Dowling,

but I really need to talk to Scarlett.

Can I borrow her for a second?

Did you get dressed as a chef

just to get in here?

Yes, sir, I did.

(laughs)

I like it.

You're the chap who

saved Buck, aren't you?

The doorman, Phillip.

Is there a problem, Mrs. Dowling?

Mother, don't.

I don't believe this man

belongs in the club.

I'm so sorry, Mrs. Dowling.

Sir, you need to leave.

Wait a second.

Scarlett, hear me out.

And if you don't ever want to

talk to me again, that's fine,

but what I said before

was bullshit.

I don't care that you're Fifth Avenue

and I'm Flatbush. It doesn't matter.

I haven't stopped

thinking about you...

since that first time I saw you

getting out of the elevator.

And you know what?

I don't care who knows it,

or what anybody else thinks.

And maybe I'll never be rich,

and maybe I'll never be a member

of a fancy club,

but none of that matters to me.

That's very touching.

Mmm. Come on, let's go.

Let go of him.

Mother, I'm leaving

with Henry.

Scarlett, you will do nothing of the sort.

Come back here and sit down.

Why, Mother? Because you're afraid

I'm going to embarrass you?

Look, everyone.

Meredith Dowling's daughter

is leaving with the doorman.

Don't worry. He's not

a doorman anymore.

Mother had him fired.

- Scarlett, come back here.

- Meredith...

be quiet.

Let them be.

Scarlett.

Henry.

How are you?

Not too bad.

How are you doing, Buck?

Just trying to stay sober.

Every day's a struggle.

Nice to see you, Buck.

We were just leaving.

Okay.

Gretchen?

You're a hooker.

Hey, you're not a hooker.

Come on.

- Promise?

- Yeah.

Well, that went well.

Gotta gift, hesitate...

Never make

the same mistakes...

If he could only see

the person...

If he could only stay

the same...

Sweetheart...

Sweetheart...

Sweetheart...

I could help you...

Open and unfurl.

[Raul]:

She sure is beautiful.

Oh, thanks, baby.

No, I was talking about

Lady Liberty.

Not that you're not

beautiful and all.

It's just, you know,

being up under her torch,

she sort of makes us

all feel equal.

Black or white,

rich or poor,

- Mets or Yankees.

- Jets or Giants.

- Nicks or Nets.

- Rangers or Islanders.

- Nice.

- Broadway or peep shows.

Broadway or peep shows?

Lower East

or Crown Heights.

- That's better.

- That's my baby.

- Queen of the Concrete...

- Cab or subway.

With heels on your small feet...

Your head at an angle...

Like you know

something... thing...

Like you know something...

And the car

takes a right turn...

It rolls to a slow burn...

And you start shaking...

Because it's just what

you do do...

It's just what you do...

Little hula girl...

Absorbing the world...

And you can swing

your round hips...

Make the grass skirt swirl...

Oh, little hula girl...

You're not a plastic pearl...

And it'll all spin around you...

On a tilted world...

Oh, you never even make

a sound sound...

You never make a sound...

Does it ever get you

down down?

Does it ever get you down?

You know it

when you wake up...

Put on your shirt

and go out...

You should know the way

by heart...

Now we hardly even know it

when it's gone...

The days, the nights,

truck in...

You hardly even guard

yourself to breathe...

He calls you in the morning...

And you would never

change it for the world...

Hard days keep moving in...

I'm a teenager...

I am anxious

in repose...

(vocalizing)

If somebody were gonna

lay down...

You wouldn't even try,

now would you?

We used to be

the fighters here...

We didn't want it anymore...

Since that

we're giving up now...

Didn't even try to support it...

No one ever reaches there...

No one ever reaches there

at all...

Hard days keep coming...

I'm tense...

I'm anxious in repose...

I changed,

I came home.

(vocalizing)

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