Wicker Park Page #3

I'll speak to you later. okay?

I miss you.

Bye.

Bye.

"Lisa. I found your powder case.

"I have to see you.

"Meet me tomorrow at 3 : 00.

our usual spot.

Matt. "

Hello?

Lisa?

F***.

Lisa?

Jesus Christ!

I'm sorry. It's okay.

I'm calling the police!

Where's the phone?

No! Don't call the police!

I'm not gonna hurt you.

- Get away from me!

- Okay! Okay! Calm down!

Calm down. It's okay.

I'm a friend of Lisa's.

A friend of Lisa's?

Yeah.

Is that supposed to be funny?

No. You can ask her

when she comes, okay?

I'm Lisa.

I live here.

Your name's Lisa?

Yeah.

And you live here?

Yeah.

No...

- I'm calling the cops.

- No, wait. Don't.

Hey, you see that letter there?

- You wrote that?

- Yeah.

You were at Bellucci's on Monday.

Yeah...I was.

And you had a room at The Drake,

room 679?

Yeah.

How'd you know that?

I can't believe I did this.

I'm going crazy. Here.

That's yours.

It's broken.

I'd be happy to pay for it.

You know, my bad luck.

Wait.

Your hand.

It's bleeding.

It's all right.

I got this.

No, l...

Okay.

Thank you.

You know, at the restaurant,

I would've bet anything

you were this girl I used to know.

But now seeing you here, you don't

really look that much like her at all.

Must be hallucinating.

I was crazy about her.

So, what about the, uh...

- Daniel.

- Yeah. What's his story?

He's been stalking me.

He scares the hell out of me.

That's why I was staying in the hotel--

because I didn't want him to find me.

I hope he didn't follow you here.

I don't think so. No.

How's your hand?

It's okay.

I wasn't even hungry or anything.

Actually, you know what?

Thank you for everything.

For the bandage...

...not calling the cops...

...not beating me to death

with the little bronze ballerina, or...

You're leaving?

Yeah.

I'm late, you know.

Very late, actually, for China, so...

China. That's funny.

That's what my friend said, too.

Well, maybe you should wait.

I can't. I mean...

I gotta go.

Do you really think planes

are still taking off this late?

What are you doing?

I'm scared.

Of him.

I haven't stayed alone here

since his wife died, and...

Would you mind if you stayed?

Lisa, you don't even know me.

I broke into your apartment--

I know. I know. I know.

But--don't take this the wrong way,

but I just think you're a nice guy.

That's all.

Okay.

Good.

Where does a nice guy sleep?

A nice guy

sleeps on the couch.

What are you doing?

I'm watching you sleep.

Lisa!

Hey, how are you?

What are you doing here?

I gotta talk to you.

Now?

Yeah, it's kind of important.

Wanna go get a drink or something?

It's freezing out here.

- Okay.

- Okay? Come on.

My friend gave my stuff

to this head of the agency, and...

he liked it.

So...

he offered me a job in New York.

That's great.

It'll help me pay my rent, but...

But what? Why not?

Move in with me.

I--I know it's only been

a couple of months, but I just, um...

You're the reason

I don't wanna move to New York.

I wanna make my life

here with you.

Look, I'm really late for rehearsal.

Can we talk about this tomorrow?

Sure.

Matthew, trust me, okay?

Just meet me tomorrow

in the park. Same time.

Bye.

Have you seen Lisa?

Lisa?

She's gone on a European tour

of Cabaret.

It all happened real fast.

They came to our rehearsal and

just picked her out, and she was gone.

Like...did she say anything

before she left?

Like what?

Like, uh...

Cool. Thanks.

Okay.

- Hi.

- Hi.

You want a cup of coffee?

Yeah, sure. Thanks.

No.

No.

No.

Yeah.

He broke all my cups.

That's original.

Sugar?

Thanks. Yeah.

Thank you.

To us.

Leaving?

Yeah. I have to go to work.

I'm due at the hospital.

That's right.

You're a nurse.

I got a double shift.

You should stay.

You have a key?

Yeah.

Well, I should be back by 10:00.

Will I see you later?

Maybe.

Yeah.

- Bye.

- Bye.

You were at Bellucci's on Monday.

Yeah. I was.

Hello?

What happened to you?

Hang on.

Just a minute!

Look, could I stay at your place

for a couple of days?

-Yeah. of course.

- Great.

Well, I've gotta call Daniel first,

then I'll be right over.

- Okay.

- Bye.

Lisa!

Oh, sh*t. Get up.

You know.

at the restaurant.

I would've bet anything

you were this girl I used to know.

But now seeing you here. you don't

really look that much like her at all.

Hi.

Come on, Lisa.

Don't start sh*t like that.

Look, I don't have time--

I don't wanna talk about it anymore.

Stop acting like a goddamn child

about this crap!

Stop screaming at me!

Lisa, what are you doing?

Jesus Christ. Be careful.

It's over. Get out of my house.

Stop! Enough!

Get back in here now!

- You're gonna kill yourself!

- Don't do it!

Lisa, stop this!

Is this how you deal

with your problems?

Huh? You run away

and act like a child?

Go home, and don't bother

Hi.

- Goddamnit!

- Can I come in?

Of course.

I'm sorry.

I hate to bother you, but, um,

my...ex-boyfriend just told me

he's seeing someone else.

I took a chance.

I hope you don't mind.

No, not at all.

Lisa, this is stupid, all right?

Come on!

Go home!

Excuse me, are you leaving?

I'd like to park.

- Hey!

- Hey.

I'm sorry I didn't call.

I, um...

Don't worry.

I've just been thinking.

Are you okay?

I'm going to London.

Why?

A friend of mine

started his own company.

He's asked me to choreograph.

Oh, my God.

That's amazing.

When do you leave?

Tomorrow afternoon.

Is it okay

if I stay another night?

Of course.

No, it has to be tonight.

Well, then I'd say

the 10:
1 5 flight to Los Angeles

would be your best bet.

You can catch the flight

to Shanghai from there.

But there's only coach available;

your ticket's for first.

It's okay.

I'll tell you what.

I think I can get you an upgrade.

Why don't you come back

in a few hours. Around 4:00.

Something should've

opened up by then.

Okay.

Thank you.

See you at 4:
00.

The hotel thing was just stupid.

I knew Daniel would find me.

So...

Why don't you come with me?

Well, I've got great shifts

at the hospital now,

and, you know...

And the guy who gave you that.

Yeah.

Well, come on. Tell me!

Last night we did it

on the sofa in the doctor's lounge.

You little slut.

I'm jealous!

The bad part is

I'm already seeing his best friend.

Another surgeon.

He's adorable and he adores me,

So she had the same name,

That's so hot.

Or--or maybe this is creepy.

I think it's a little bit of both, actually.

So, did you hit it?

No. Um...I slept on the couch,

you know.

When I woke up

in the morning, she was gone.

- But you wanted to hit it, didn't you?

- Come on.

Come on.

I'm going to China tonight, I'm practically

engaged--do I need to remind you?

The lies we tell ourselves.

So, what about you and Alex--

how's that?

How was your date?

- It was great.

- Good.

I mean, what--

I don't know. Sure.

Well. after I left you. I went

to pick up Alex from the theater. right?

She has this director--the guy is

such a cheese ball. Not that impressive.

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