Breakfast at Tiffany's Page #3
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I'm in a terrible rush.
Grand Central Station,
and step on it, darling.
since I left you in Rome?
Seems like years.
-You seen the apartment?
-Not yet.
I know it was wicked of me,
but I couldn't resist.
I went ahead and fixed it up without you.
I think it's darling of course
but if you absolutely hate it, we can rip
everything up and start from scratch.
Miss Golightly!
Hey, baby! Where you going?
Come on, baby. Open the door.
Be a pal.
You're breaking up a beautiful party.
Come on, baby. Open the door.
Hey, the band's swinging.
Come on, baby.
Miss Golightly.
Once again, I must protest!
If you don't stop that phonograph
right this minute,
I'm going to call the police department!
Yeah. That's more better.
What's the matter, baby?
Come on. You're a great kid.
Open the door.
Come on, baby. I'm waiting for you.
-It's all right. It's only me.
-Now, wait a minute. Miss...
Golightly. Holly Golightly.
I live downstairs.
We met this morning, remember?
Yeah.
It's all right. She's gone.
I must say,
she works late hours for a decorator.
The thing is, I have
the most terrifying man downstairs.
I mean,
he's sweet when he isn't drunk
but let him start lapping up the vino,
and oh, golly, quel beast.
It finally got so tiresome down there,
I just went out the window.
Look, you can throw me out
if you want to,
but you did look so cosy in here, and
your decorator friend had gone home
and it was beginning to get a bit cold
out there on the fire escape.
And I always heard
people in New York
never get to know their neighbours.
Well, how was Sing Sing?
Fine.
I made the train and everything.
And what's the weather report?
"Small-craft warnings
Block Island to Hatteras."
Whatever that means.
You know, you're sweet. You really are.
And you look
a little like my brother Fred.
Do you mind if I call you Fred?
Not at all.
$300, she's very generous.
Is it by the week, the hour or what?
Okay, the party's over. Out.
Oh, Fred. Darling Fred, I'm sorry.
I didn't mean to hurt your feelings.
Don't be angry.
I was just trying to let you know
I understand.
I understand completely.
It's okay, stick around.
Make yourself a drink.
Throw me my robe
and I'll make you one.
You must be absolutely exhausted.
I mean, it is very late
and you were sound asleep
and everything.
I suppose you think I'm very brazen
or trs fou or something.
I don't think you're any fouer
than anybody else.
Yes, you do. Everybody does.
And I don't mind.
in the shock department.
What do you do, anyway?
-I'm a writer, I guess.
-You guess? Don't you know?
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