The Village Barbershop Page #2

to shave me from now on.

I think I got it, now.

No Stan, you don't got it.

- I don't got it?

Do you need this

smock back?

I gotta... step out

for a few minutes.

You want us to write you a check?

- I said cash.

Well, business hasn't picked up.

- You better hope it does.

You're 1700$ in the whole.

I'll figure out a way to

get you the cash.

You don't gotta figure

out a thing, alright?

Come again?

For now, I'm your

new partner.

Oh, it's my lucky day.

921 dollars? That's

nuts. There's no way.

Johnny, I need some pantyhoes

and hurry up, we're gonna be late.

One second.

Hey, Art.

- Give me couple of the nasty ones.

Keep the change.

He was before

me, Jim.

Thanks.

- Yeah.

There you go.

Jimmy, you're still out

of whipped cream.

For crying out loud...

Good morning.

- Of course.

This is where you're gonna work.

This station here.

There you go,

that's for you.

It's kinda frumpy, but

It'll do, for now. Thanks.

Excuse me.

Haircuts are 8 dollars.

I'll go the lunch from 1 to 2,

you'll go to lunch from 12 to 1.

Any questions?

- Do I have to go from 12 to 1?

I'm just kidding.

We don't open for a few minutes

yet, so if you wanna take a walk...

I, uh... gonna...

- Yes, sorry, leave you to it.

Hey.

- Hi.

Can I get espresso, please?

- Sure.

Oh, would you make that decaf?

- Sure.

What's with the...

giant smock?

I'm a barber. That little

shop down the street.

Really? What happened

to the old guys?

Well, it's old guy now, singular.

Apperantly. And me.

Hopefully.

How much?

- Two.

Thanks.

It's a coffee club card.

Bye one, get one free.

Thanks.

Priest and a nun, bent over the

pew. He is giving it her, right...

Who's next?

I'll wait for Art

- Yeah.

Hold on a second, Tony.

- Alright.

Yes?

- Gonna help me out here, or what?

What do you want

me to do?

You still owe me 200 bucks.

- They prefer a male barber.

Jesus, it's not like I'm gonna

give them all a prostate exam.

Hey, you, college kid.

In the chair!

Yeah, you, come on.

Hello.

- Jesus.

Is Art here?

No, he went to the post office.

How long ago?

- Uhm... couple of minutes.

Uhm... Can I

get a... quickie?

Yeah, sure.

Just a trim.

I'm Gloria.

- I know, Art says your name a lot.

Really?

- No!

It's a joke. Kind of.

He's a barker,

not a biter.

Who?

- Art.

He is not a biter.

- Yeah, I know.

Enzo.

- No, it's not about Enzo.

It's about Emma

- Who's Emma?

His wife.

- He is married?

He was married.

Oh, he's divorced

- No.

I don't think he'll

ever get a divorce.

Hey, Art.

See you tomorrow.

Hello.

- Hello.

Mecca... mecca... tiar

- Mcintire.

I... I'm... wiat.

I don't know what kind of deal

you have with Leroldi, but

I'll be happy to give you some

money to cut hair elsewhere.

How much money?

- How's 500 sound?

Pretty cheap for a bribe.

- Bribe? I think you misunderstood.

I'm trying to look out for you. It's

like severance pay. Like a favor.

Nope, still a bribe.

- It's not a bribe.

I can check with a friend, a cop?

- Cop? No.

Look, I misspoke.

Lets just forget it.

Are you sure, because

I wouln't mind checking.

Anyways, I was wondering

if you might be able to

move this trailer off my lot?

Or not...

Hello.

- Yes, hi.

This is mr. Roy over

at the flower shop.

Mr Jacobi has ordered

flowers for his wife.

We just wanna check on the

proper address, if you don't mind?

That's sweet.

Sure, do you need his home address?

Yes, the delivery address, yes.

Mr. John Jacobi

- Yes?

Oh, that's great, fabulous.

Alright, bye bye dear.

This is for you.

- Thank you.

So long.

- See ya, Fritz.

Catch that? Five

dollar tip.

That's more than

fifty per cent.

Take the tip jar and stick it in

some drawer, would you?

How've managed to stay in

business all these years?

No tip jar, people don't tip.

- People tip.

Really? How much have made today?

- I don't know. I don't keep a tally.

Well, take tally. 5 bucks says

I got more than you do.

Yeah? Your 5$ plus the 200 I owe you.

How do you like those apples?

I don't like apples

What happened to your smock?

- Lunch time...

Thanks for the coffee cards.

- You're welcome.

I do it for all the cute

barbers in town.

Ahh, and here I thought

I was special.

You're the only cute barber

I'd consider asking out.

Date? I don't think I'm ready

for the whole dating thing.

I'm a patient man.

What time is it?

- It's after 1.

I gotta go.

- Hey, smock!

Sorry.

Post time for the race in

San Junatito in 1.22.

8 min. to ge to the neeva, 5 to

park, 3 to walk to the window.

Just enough time to get a dog

and a draft, before he places his bet.

He's off schedule

by 7 minutes.

So?

He can shift the dog

and draft,

but if he wants to make

post time

He's gonna have to shave

4 minutes somewhere.

How do you know all this?

He's done the exact same

thing for lunch everyday.

So?

It's where he

met Emma?

They used to have lunch

there together.

He still goes.

Except... he bets more,

drinks more now.

Hey, from the

barbershop.

You're the naked barber, eh?

- You guys still hiring?

Hey, Rita, do yourslef a favour

and go sit over there.

Rickert? That's a unique

name for a girl.

Yeah, never really

been a big fan.

He'll be out in a few minutes.

- Thanks.

I'm really sorry for coming

back late from lunch.

I lose track of time sometimes.

- Buy a watch.

If it wasn't for me, you'd

still be in jail, right now.

I've got a simple schedule. It's

up on the wall, for Christ's Sake.

What schedule, to gamble and drink?

- You wouldn't understand.

Oh, I understand.

You need to get...

I need to get?

- You need to get laid.

You're fired!

Can't fire me, you owe me

500 bucks for bail.

Pick you up at 7.

- I'll take a cab.

You can't...

...afford one.

Five bucks, pops.

In or out?

Don't call me "pops".

I'm sorry.

Art Leroldi?

My god, It's been so long.

Josey.

- Yes! Yes!

So, how've you been?

- I'm OK.

What are you doing here?

- I'm working, hopefully.

I know, Emma probably

wouldn't approve.

But you know, the top

goes off, the tips go up.

And I got a mortgage now.

So, you're a dancer?

- Oh, no, god no.

Just drinks,

no dancing.

Can you imagine

me up there?

I don't think so.

Put your groceries down,

stay a while.

I've gotta go, thanks.

- No, my shift's almost over.

I'm gonna buy you

a beer.

Are you gonna put something on?

- Funny.

Go at the bar, I'll meet

you there. Go on.

God, we used to have

great barbecues here.

Yeah, we sure did, Josey.

You don't meet many nice

gays waitressing drinks.

Thanis. for the lift

- Oh, sure..

We had fun. We should

do it again, sometime.

Good night.

Yeah, any time.

Drive safe.

Mom, I don't wanna see him..

- Gloria, he deserves to know.

He is the father, isn't he?

- What!?

Just trying to help.

- God, I miss grandpa.

Miss him all you want, I'm the

only parent you got left.

Yeah. I'm painfully

aware of that.

I'll call you later, OK?

- Fine.

Hello?

- Gloria?

I said I'd take a cab.

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