Two Lovers Page #2
You know, um--
and we were both positive
- for Tay-Sachs disease.
- Oh.
It means if we ever had kids, they'd
be, like, dead after a year, so...
Yeah.
She didn't want to adopt
and, well,
that was that.
I'm so sorry.
Mmm, probably for
the best.
Leonard? Sandra?
Dessert's on the table.
Okay!
You know, um...
our parents
wanted us to meet.
Well, no, I have to
tell you the truth.
Actually, I wanted
to meet you.
Yeah?
Yeah.
I saw you at
your parents' store
and I just...
You were asking
your mother to dance with you.
It was
very cute.
Sounds like something
I would do.
You two, dessert's on the table.
Yeah, we heard you
the first time!
Sorry.
She's really serious
about her desserts.
She's...
gonna have an aneurysm.
- We'll hang out after.
- Okay.
Um, yeah. Okay.
I'm just gonna put this away.
Leonard?
Stop horsing around.
Three deliveries--
one right near here
and the other two
are in Sheepshead Bay.
Okay.
And don't lose
the clothes again.
- You're gonna put us out of business.
- God willing.
We'll only be here
for a few months.
- Hey, don't walk away.
- Don't f***ing touch me.
- Hey hey, where are you going?
- Get your f***ing hands off me.
Don't walk away from me!
Michelle!
Get the f***
back up here!
Do not
disrespect me!
- Hi.
- Hi.
You're such
a spoiled brat!
Sorry.
- For what?
- You still think you're living up in great neck?
It's my father.
He's-- he's a little crazy.
You okay?
Yeah.
Hey, I can hear you talking.
Who are you talking to down there?
Do--
you live here, right?
Yeah. Well, my parents do.
I'm staying with them.
Oh, right.
Michelle, come back here.
Don't leave like this.
You want to
come in for a bit?
Yeah, maybe just--
that'd be great.
Just until he
calms down, maybe.
I don't want, like,
everybody to call the cops.
Yeah, that'd suck.
I'm Leonard.
- Michelle.
- Michelle.
Yeah, you can
hear him screaming.
Come on up here!
Don't make me shout.
Hey, do you think
you want anything?
- No.
- Hello?
Hi.
- Oh, Mom, this is Michelle--
- I'm-- I'm your neighbor.
Hello, neighbor.
Leonard,
your dad just came home.
We're going to have
Chinese food.
Okay.
That's nice.
Oh, what are
those things?
- What, that?
- Yeah.
Oh, that's a dreidel.
Ha.
What?
It smells
like mothballs.
It does?
No, it's a good thing.
It reminds me of my grandma's house.
Yeah, well, my parents
are just trying to protect
all their, you know,
designer clothes and sh*t.
From what?
Mot-- moths.
Right.
Right right, moths.
Of course.
So you're new
here in the building?
Yeah, I just moved in
last week.
- Oh, cool.
- Yeah.
Oh, welcome.
Thanks.
Is your-- is that your bedroom
in the back, in the corner?
Oh, yeah, it's right--
it's right there.
Right there
to the right.
I can see you
from my apartment.
- Ha.
- I'm sure I--
I think I've seen you
through my window.
- Yeah?
- Don't worry, it's not, like, a weird thing.
- I'm not worried.
- Okay.
Wow, those are nice.
What is that, yiddish?
So you live
with your father?
Uh, no,
he's just visiting.
I live with my dog, Rex.
Hey, yeah, you know,
He doesn't sound too happy.
I mean, I don't speak dog.
Yeah, he kind of is.
He-- we move a lot and he
doesn't like it when we move.
So...
which is weird.
But...
God, you guys have
a lot of books.
What are you, like,
You, like, read all the time?
You're really smart?
- I don't know about that.
- I can see that.
I don't really read
very much, you know?
I've got ADHD,
supposedly.
Yeah, they say
everybody has that.
I think it's a conspiracy by
the drug companies, you know?
I think you're--
hello.
Hey, pop.
Hello.
Oh, this is Michelle.
Michelle, that's my father,
Reuben.
- Hi.
- Hi.
- I'm just going.
- You know, you don't have to go.
- You can stay as long as you want.
- No no, you're eating.
And it's fine.
I'm sorry.
I'm sure he's simmered
down now anyway, so...
- Thank you very much.
- Yeah.
- See you around.
- Yeah, I hope so.
Okay, bye.
Bye!
Bye.
- Bye.
Who is that girl?
New neighbor--
you met her.
I mean, Michelle.
She's new in the building.
I don't know.
I just met her myself.
Listen, Leonard, tomorrow
I have a lunch with Cohen.
He wants you to take
those bar mitzvah pictures.
His daughter is coming
to lunch too,
If you want to see her.
Hello?
Yeah.
I heard you, pop.
I'll come.
All right.
I'm sorry,
all right?
Don't be sorry.
You're sleeping
all day again.
You're like
a vampire.
Oh, come on, Mom!
I'm up.
your father and the Cohens?
Hmm? You don't want to be late.
Come on, here-- your pills.
No, I don't want to be late
for the beautiful Sandra.
She is beautiful.
I know.
I was joking.
Mmm. It's good
for business too.
We don't care about that.
You know that.
All right, all right.
Don't get bent out of shape.
Don't leave wet towels
on the floor.
They'll get
all moldy, okay?
Mom, I'm taking a shower.
You don't leave in the next minute,
I'm gonna show you the world.
Oh! Stop it.
Brighton Station and outbound Q local.
Transfer to b on
this platform. Next stop,
Sheepshead Bay.
Watch the closing doors.
Hey.
Hey.
What are you doing?
You don't say hello?
I didn't even
see you.
How you doing?
- Good.
- Cool.
You-- are you
going to the city?
Uh, yeah.
Great, you can
keep me company.
Oh, yeah.
Hey, you ever
count doors?
- What?
- One two three four--
You try and guess which
door you're going to.
Eight nine 10--
- 13-- that's a bad number.
- No, it's a good number.
It is?
Excuse me.
So what do you do?
You work or...
Yeah. I work
at a law firm.
You're a lawyer?
I went to law school.
I mean, I didn't finish.
You know, I'm not a real lawyer...
No no no no. I'm not a
lawyer; I'm just an assistant.
An assistant for life.
What about you?
Do you work?
Absolutely.
I mean, my parents--
we got our own business.
Well, that's good.
You'll never get fired.
Yeah, there's no risk
in it, though.
It's like sometimes
you just feel f***ing dead.
Yeah,
I know what you mean.
Next stop 57th Street.
For Queens-bound service,
transfer available to the N, R, W.
So let me
ask you something:
If you could do, like,
anything in the world,
You know, like,
anything you wanted to do,
what-- what do you
think it would be?
I like photography.
Really?
You're a photographer?
I'm gonna be.
Wow.
That's funny because I could--
I could sort of tell that you were,
like, creative.
God, that's very cool
that you're an artist.
Well, I-- I don't know
if you can call me an artist.
No, you know what? Never let
anybody discourage you from that.
I'm serious.
Really.
Wait, put your number
in my phone
and then we can,
like, text.
Oh, excellent.
Hey, I'm gonna give you
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