Boulevard Page #3

Leo.

I'm Nolan.

That's my mother's maiden name.

She died six months ago.

I was holding her hand.

It's weird, she was just, like...

People leave, you know?

But for some people, it just doesn't seem fair.

I'd like to give you more, if that's okay.

Money?

Yeah.

In the car you mentioned some numbers, and, you know,

I'd like to pay you more.

So, why are you married?

I love her.

You love her.

Yeah.

I do.

You can just drop me off where you found me.

Is there a way I can reach you?

I shut off my cell phone,

but you can always find me where you did.

Or you can give me your number, if you want.

I'd like that.

Thank you, Leo.

So, I should call you?

Yes, please.

- All right. - Yeah.

How's your father?

- He'll be okay. - Mm.

- Go back to sleep, all right? - Mm-hmm.

They're all so young.

Savages.

You give them a book, they're gonna look for the on/off switch.

You know, back in our day, we used to walk a mile across campus

with 12 pounds of books on our backs.

Yeah, and then the railroad came to town.

That was a great day.

Hey! Look who's here.

Yeah, of course he's here. It's Tuesday, isn't it?

Nolan, thank you so much for dinner the other night.

- It was very nice. - Of course.

I told Liz to bring over some tiramisu for you guys.

Yeah. Okay, but we gotta get going.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

All right, well, Nolan, nice to see you,

and hello to Joy, of course.

- Of course. Of course. - Of course.

You've been with her four months now. What is that, a record for you?

Yeah, well, she wants to move to New York after graduation.

She'll outgrow it.

Once she realizes I'm not the only guy who knows who Rushdie is.

Ah.

Remember how bad I wanted us to move to New York?

Winston and Nolan taking on the Big Apple?

I was gonna write the great American novel.

You, you were gonna pay our rent working on Madison Avenue

selling underpants to anyone who'd buy 'em.

Yeah, I remember.

But then you found Joy. Literally, so.

- Yeah. Time's funny, right? - Yeah.

- Take it easy, buddy. - See ya.

- Expecting a call? - Oh. No.

Yes, well, I guess, yeah.

Hell of a lot of answers for such a simple question.

Okay.

Night, Mr. Mack.

Good night, Walt.

Hey, listen, I'm really swamped at work here,

and the only way to get through it is if I stay late.

Sorry, I'm gonna miss dinner.

But I'll be home as soon as I can, okay?

Yeah. No, don't wait up late.

Okay.

You, too.

Hey, Leo.

That your boy?

Go get your faggy old f*ggot.

- Hey. - Hey.

- Wanna give me a ride? - Yes.

I got you something.

- For what? - For you.

It's a prepaid phone for you.

I have a phone.

I thought you said it was shut off.

No, it's good.

I gave you my number, remember?

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