Torch Song Trilogy Page #6

That doesn't mean | that's what i wanted.

That doesn't mean | i'm necessarily ready for it.

You want me | seeing other men?

No, but feel | you can.

I do | and i did!

Just once, i'd like | to be on sure ground

When the blow hits,

Instead of crawling | like a baby.

I want to | ask you something.

The answer's yes.

You don't know | the question.

I'm too tired to argue | any more, so my answer's yes.

Good...

Because i love | you, too.

That's it, alan.

Pour the man | some champagne.

Don't give him | a bath.

Alan, give me a smile.

Wonderful.

Yes.

Hi, arnold.

Alan, take five.

Shelley, stay there.

Shelley, come | over here.

Yeah. Fix that | little spot over there.

Bad news?

What?

Who's the letter from?

Laurel. They're | getting married.

You're kidding.

"We figured, two years | after that wonderful | weekend, ha ha ha,

"Survive that,

We could make it | through anything, | so we're tying the knot."

I think we should | take their example

And get married.

Yeah. Sure.

Any day now a giant stock is | going to come rapping on our door.

With a bundle | of joy.

I think the kid deserves | legitimate parents.

What are you talking about?

The institute called.

We're going to | have a baby!

You mean?

Yeah.

We have to find | an apartment fast.

They won't give him | to us

Until we have a place, where he | can have a room of his own room.

His name is david, he's 15, | troubled, abused.

He's also gay.

Oy!

So, will you?

What?

Marry me.

[Arf arf arf]

[Car horn honks]

[Honk honk honk]

Excuse me.

Sorry.

Welcome to | the neighborhood.

Fabulous!

Really terrific | neighborhood

You picked here.

It's barely dark,

And they're | out in numbers.

Maybe we should get an infared | telescope for the living room.

Great way to | bring up a child. | Lift.

Are we going to | have a dog?

Why? What for?

For the kid.

That's a great idea.

What kind | should we get?

The kind that walks | in the park.

You're a funny guy. | Real funny.

Wait. Ok. | Push. Ok.

God, i feel | so butch.

Hey, should you be carrying | this in your condition?

Shouldn't you lying down with | your feet up or something?

You're starting to look | like a mother.

Gray hair and all.

I do not have | gray hair.

I see it from here.

Yeah, well you gave me | every one of 'em.

My old man.

What if | he hates us?

I'm hungry. | Let's go eat.

I'm tired. | Let's go to bed.

Where?

Oops!

Why don't you | go get some take-Out?

I'll see what i can do | with the bedroom.

Dinner in bed.

By candlelight?

Buy candles.

Sorry.

You f***in' watch | where you're goin'.

F***in' f*ggot.

Hey, not | out here, man.

Alan!

Bring champagne.

Cha cha cha?

What's going on?

Some punks are swinging bats. | They got some old guy cornered.

Call the cops.

They're | beating fags.

Think the cops | give a sh*t?

Call the cops! Now!

[Tires screech]

Over there.

Hey!

Hey!

Give me the bat.

Let him go.

Come on. | I said let him go.

Oh, geez.

[Sirens]

There's nothing | you can do here.

Ok.

Move it back.

Hey, you back there, | get back in the car.

Come on.

I don't know | what happened.

You'll read about it | in the morning. Come on.

Let's go.

Move it!

All right, | break it up.

Stop it!

Stop it!

Please, stop it!

Stop!

Stop!

I've called | your mothers.

Don't make a sound | until they get here.

Your mother?

Hey, i didn't say | nothing, lady.

You are going to | pay for this, young man.

How could you get into a | fight today? Of all days.

Believe me young man. | I won't soon forget this.

Yeah well. You think | i'll ever forget

You showin' up | in that outfit?

The called and told me you | were hurt in a fight.

What did you want me to do, | put on a tux?

[Door slams]

Looks like he survived.

What are you | doing home?

Brooklyn day. | My school's closed.

What died?

It's breakfast i | cooked it myself.

Toast for me i'm on a diet.

Since when?

1961.

We got a steak | i could put on my eye?

Use ice cubes.

Uh, and when i think of that kid | hittin' you. And for that | he gets two day's suspension.

I gotta go see | his principal.

What did you | fight about?

He called me | a douche bag.

So, i slugged him.

How fifties.

Have a seat. Soup's on.

Here we go.

Ok, dig in.

This is a joke, | right?

I cooked. | You'll eat.

Care to join me | apartment-Hunting?

What's the rush?

I like having | you here.

Can have | the ketchup?

The couch and i | are not speaking.

It's only | your fourth night.

You'll get | used to it.

Can i have | the mustard?

Is something wrong | with the food?

Not at all. | Very tasty.

How bout the mayo?

Hold the mayo.

Your wife called | in the middle | of the night.

I tried to wake you,

But you were | out of it.

I guess i better | call her.

Help yourself to seconds. | There's plenty.

And i was worried.

David, you finish | cleaning up your room?

Oh, what do i gotta clean for.

My mother. Tomorrow. | Coming here.

Lock the door. | Say it's a closet.

She doesn't know about me. | So why let in my room.

Who's on the phone?

Ed.

All right. | All right.

Yeah. | 1:
30 at greenfield's.

Yep.

Ok. Bye-Bye.

She give you | a bad time, huh?

Four day's of those calls. | You'd think i'd start getting | used to them.

I don't know why | she always has to cry.

I mean, this separation | wasn't all my idea.

Ed! I don't want to hear | what you have to say.

Because believe me you don't want | to hear what i have to say.

Welp, i'd love to chewin' | the fat with you grown-Up types,

But i got a life to live.

Take a glass of milk.

I had milk.

Then go brush your teeth.

Oh, ma!

Don't you "oh, ma" me.

March!

Don't call me ma | in front of my mother.

Having a good time, | leonora?

Oh, ed, two favors.

My mother wants | to go to the cemetery.

I need the number | of the car service you use.

And david's social worker | will be coming on thursday.

So could you stay | somewhere else?

I'm good enough | for your mother,

But i'm not good enough | for david's social worker?

It's nothing to do with being | good enough. Ms. Schnabel frowns | on casual cohabitation.

And i've got enough to explain

Without you on the couch.

Casual? We've known each | other for nine years.

Seven of which you spent | with another woman.

But i'm sleeping | on the couch.

Ok, maybe i should just | find a hotel room.

And leave me unprotected at | a time like this?

You know my mother is not | going to exactly feature the | idea of my becoming a father.

Your professional opinion | an an american educator

Will prove invaluable.

She'll say | i'm prejudiced.

She'll say a lot a things, | you'll learn not to listen.

David, i'm leaving!

I'll miss you.

Make sure he calls | somebody for his homework.

No tv till it's done. | And bedtime 11pm sharp.

But, i got no school | tomorrow.

It's still a school night.

We'll be fine.

David!

Get over here!

What the hell is wrong with | you?

I don't get | no kiss good-Bye?

Whoa!

I love you.

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