Torch Song Trilogy Page #4

Of the heavy feet?

That belong | to a lonesome cop?

I?

Open shop?

When the moon?

So long?

Has been gazing down?

On the wayward ways | of this wayward town?

That a smile | becomes a smirk?

I?

Go to work?

Love?

For sale?

Appetizin' young love | for sale?

Love that's fresh | and still unspoiled?

Love that's only | slightly soiled?

Love for sale?

Tell me who?

Are these for real, | huh, baby?

Will buy?

Hey!

Who would like | to sample my supply?

Who's prepared | to pay the price?

For a trip to paradise?

Love for sale?

Looks like | a boiled ham to me.

Let the poets | pipe of love?

Baby, show us | your dick!

In their childish ways?

Come on. | Pull it out.

What's the matter?

Ain't you got one, huh? Huh?

Pull it out!

Yeah!

Hey, sit on this!

Oh! Oh!

Get out!

You boys, | show some respect.

Should i | carve a reminder

On your pretty | pink face?

Gregory...

Please.

I wasn't gonna | hurt him anyway.

I wanted | to teach him | a manner or two.

You all right, kid?

Whoa!

Roz!

Put it in | my dressing room.

Peter, 1, 2...

Love?

For sale?

I see you're | all right.

I'm all right!

Ok. Careful | with him!

He's a person!

I used to be a person...

Straight | in the back.

It figures.

[Mumbling]

Come on.

Come on.

God!

All right?

Yeah.

You can | dump him here.

All right.

Here. Thanks.

And close the door | on your way out.

Sure.

Ah...

If you have | an iq over 30,

Then there is no god.

Hi.

Hi.

Who are you?

I've got a better | one for you.

Who are you?

My name's alan.

Arnold.

Do you remember | anything about | last night?

Not too much.

I don't | usually drink,

But you know how it is | around the holidays.

You and i met where?

Sit down. | I'll give you breakfast.

We met at | the club east 4th.

You seemed to be | having a little trouble.

You were the waiter.

I were | the entertainment.

Virginia hamm.

Oh, you're kidding?

Anyway, | you're in brooklyn.

The subway's up the block.

Turn right, three blocks.

And you don't have to | worry about anything.

I was a perfect | gentleman.

Thanks.

Sh*t.

Um, i have | a photo shoot today,

And i'm late.

Um, hello?

Listen, | i've got to run,

But i'll call you | later, ok?

Hello?

[Applause]

Once upon a time?

In olden days?

I spent my afternoons | at dejeuner?

Eating all day?

Genet?

I got so large?

As large as a truck?

That my husband | the buck?

Took off like | a f***--A duck?

And left me all alone?

What bad luck?

My life suck--Sunk?

In a funk?

Boys.

I tried diets | and drills?

And i swallowed | some pills?

That made me | a maniac?

I had grapefruit | and brown rice?

And soybeans to boil?

I ate seaweed and parsl | and peanuts?

No oil?

I exercised my flabby thighs | and wrapped them in foil?

I lost some weight?

But every single | bloody time?

The poundage returned | to the scene of the crime?

And then | i took it all off?

As easily as | when you have a cold?

You cough?

[Coughing]

Where did i begin?

How did i attain | the gorgeous shape?

That i'm in?

Aah...

I puke?

So discreetly?

I don't make a sound?

I puke?

After dinner, | i'm never around?

It doesn't reek | of politesse?

It's not the nicest thing, | i guess?

But it tightens my belt?

And it makes me | feel svelte?

Exactly what i need.

Hi. You saw me | in the audience, | right?

Every queen saw in harlem | you in the audience.

You were terrific.

A little weird, | but different.

Hello? I'm another person | in the world.

Hi. I hope you don't | mind me saying so,

But i prefer you | in men's clothes.

Well, thanks | for dropping by.

I brought you | something.

I couldn't help | noticing that | you liked them.

That was really | sweet. Thanks.

Look, can i take | you to dinner?

Make up for | last night?

Free chow. | You got my vote.

Maybe another time.

We really got to run.

I never did finish | my christmas shopping.

There's an all-Night | sale at the market.

What is wrong | with you?

What is wrong | with you?

You're full | of chickenshit!

This time, | the dream's on me?

I came to new york | to be gay.

I don't have to tell you | the kind of reception

A 15-Year-Old boy | with cheek of tan

Gets in the big apple.

All any guy i met | cared about

Was my price tag | for the evening.

I needed affection | more than they | needed the money,

So i took it.

I'm 21, successful...

And still, | every guy i meet

Takes one look at me,

And all | he wants is sex.

Every guy i meet | takes one look,

And all he wants | is conversation.

I wouldn't say all.

Morning.

What do you think? | Kate smith, right?

Judy canova.

I don't do her.

Gentlemen...

Don't worry. | We got cash.

Yes!

What do you think?

Fabulous... | for canasta.

Wouldn't you gentlemen | feel more comfortable

In another store?

We're slumming | until halston opens.

I'll try this.

No! No! Sir!

Don't look now,

But pretty boy | tracked you down again.

My god!

Will you stop?

Would you stop?

'Tis love. | 'Tis love.

Him looking at you | like a 3-Year-Old

At his first | ice cream cake.

Honey, my calculus | isn't perfect,

But i can put | two and two together.

What i get is love.

May i help you, sir?

No.

Sir!

Do you have these | in a 16?

Arnold?

Yes?

Sorry.

Arnold?

Oh, my god!

I love the way | this drapes on you.

Arnold...

I can't think about | anybody but you.

I don't want to | see anybody but you.

I don't even want | to talk to anybody | else but you.

So...

You going to | come out of there?

You want me | to break the door down?

I'm calling | the police!

Let me see that | in his size.

There are a couple | of things

We better | get straight first.

A--I want children.

B--If anyone asks,

I'm the pretty one.

Alan, where the hell | are you?

I had to make | a call.

Ok.

I'm listening.

All right, | number three--

Wait. Wait.

[Music plays]

All right. | Let's go.

Come on.

Employment, husband. | Employment, wife.

I knew | we'd have to decide.

If we knew that,

We could have | our own kids.

What about age?

Write 54. | Let them break it up.

What aged child?

Old enough to dust. | That's all i care.

...the station that's dedicated | to the one you love.

Here comes the kind of stuff | we really like--

A 3-Year anniversary.

A special song for

A special couple.

For arnold, with all | the love in my soul.

From ellen.

Alan!

A**hole! Alan!

Was that you?

For god's sake, | don't cry.

Someday...?

[Telephone rings]

Hello, homewrecker.

Oh, hi, ma.

Mama, what's wrong?

Arnold, i'm sorry.

It's your father.

This time the dream's...?

I'll be | right there, mama.

[Speaking hebrew]

Amen. | Amen.

Thank you | so much, rabbi.

Thank you all.

See you back | at the house.

Thanks so much | for coming so far.

You got off from school, | didn't you?

Thank you for coming | on such an awful day.

I'll be here

Between your father | and your grandfather.

Phil, you're here | with your wife and children.

Tateleh, over here | with your wife and children.

A nice girl, | who knows?

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