Edmond

Good night, Carrie.

- Have a good weekend.

- Bye.

Oh, Mr. Burke.

Your meeting on Monday

with Mr. Harrington

has been pushed back

to 1:
15.

Have a nice weekend.

You are not

where you belong.

- The girl broke the lamp.

- Which lamp?

- The antique lamp.

- In my room?

- Yes.

- Hmm.

That lamp cost

over $220.

Well, maybe we can

get it fixed.

We're never gonna get it fixed.

I think that that's the point.

I think that's why

she did it.

Yes.

All right.

I'm going.

Will you bring me

back some cigarettes?

- I'm not coming back.

- What?

- I'm not coming back.

- What do you mean?

I'm going, and I'm not

going to come back.

- You're not ever coming back?

- No.

Why not?

I don't want to live

this kind of life.

- What does that mean?

- That I can't live this life.

- You can't live this life?

- Yes.

So you're

leaving me?

Yes.

Ah.

Ah, ah.

Then what about me?

Don't you love me anymore?

- No.

- You don't?

- No.

- And why is that?

I don't know.

And when did you

find this out?

- A long time ago.

- You did?

- Yes.

- How long ago?

Years ago.

You've known for years

that you don't love me?

Yes.

Oh.

Then why do you decide

you're leaving me now?

I've had enough.

Yes, but why now?

Because you don't interest me,

spiritually or sexually.

Hadn't you known this

for some time?

- Why do you think?

- I think that you did.

- Yes, I did.

- Then why didn't you leave then?

Why didn't you leave then,

you stupid sh*t?

All of these years you say

you've been living here, huh?

You idiot!

I've had enough!

You idiot!

Passing judgment on me all this time!

- I never passed judgment...

- And then you tell me you're leaving!

- Yes.

- Go, then.

- I'll call ya.

- Please! And we'll talk.

What should we do with the house,

cut it in half? Go, get out of here, go!

- You think I'm fooling.

- I do not.

Goodbye.

Thank you. Goodbye!

Get out!

Get out of here!

And don't you ever come back,

do you hear me?

I'll tell you

who's got it easy.

Who?

The n*ggers.

Sometimes I wish

I was a n*gger.

Sometimes I wish

I was too.

I'd rob a store.

I don't blame 'em, I swear to God.

Because I want to

tell ya,

we're bred to do

the things that we do.

- Yes.

- Northern race, one thing,

southern race...

somethin' else.

And what

they want to do

is sit under the tree

and watch the elephant.

And I don't blame them

one small bit.

Because there's too much

pressure on us.

Yes.

And that's no joke, and that's not

poetry. It's just too much.

It is.

It absolutely is.

- A man has got to get out.

- What do you mean?

A man has got to get

away from himself.

That's true.

Hey, baby.

Because the pressure

is too much.

What do you do?

What do you mean?

What do you do

to get out?

- What do I do?

- Yeah.

What are

the things to do?

What are the things

anyone does?

P*ssy?

I don't know. P*ssy.

Power. Money.

Adventure.

I think that's it.

Self-destruction.

I think that

that's it.

- Don't you?

- Yes.

Religion.

Um, I suppose

that's it.

Release.

Gratification.

You gotta get out, get something

that opens your nose.

Life is too short.

My wife and I

are incompatible.

I'm sorry to hear that.

In what way?

- I don't find her attractive.

- Mm.

- And she hates my guts.

- Mmm.

It's a boring thing to talk about,

but that's what's on my mind.

- I understand.

- You do?

- Yes.

- Thank you.

Believe me,

it's all right.

I know that

we all need it,

we don't know where to find it,

and I know what it means,

and I understand.

- I... feel...

- I know, like your balls were cut off.

Yes. A long

long time ago.

Mm-hmm.

And I don't

feel like a man.

- You know what you need?

- No.

You need to get laid.

I do.

I know I do.

And that's why

the n*ggers have it easy.

I'll tell you why.

There are responsibilities

they never have accepted.

Try the Allegro.

What is that?

It's a club

on 47th Street.

I want this

to be on me.

I want you to remember

there was someone

who listened.

You'd do

the same for me.

Want to buy me

a drink?

Yes.

I'm putting myself

at your mercy.

This is my first time

in a place like this.

I don't want to be taken advantage of.

You understand?

Buy me a drink,

and we'll go in the back.

And do what?

Whatever you want.

$50.

Buy me a drink.

- You... get a commission on the drinks?

- Yes.

- How much commission do you get?

- 50%.

That's $100.

It's too much.

What?

Too much.

Thank you.

- 80.

- No, thank you.

- 80.

- I'll give you 50.

I'll give you the 50 you'd get

if I gave her 100 for the drink.

But I'm not gonna

give them 100.

- But you have to buy me a drink.

- No, I'm sorry.

All right,

give me 30.

- On top of the 50?

- Yeah, you give me 80.

- To you?

- Yes.

- I should give the 80 to you?

- Yes.

And then you give

her the 50?

Yes, I got to

give her the 50.

- No.

- For the drink.

No, you don't have to

pay her for the drink... tea.

- It's not tea.

- It's not tea?

If it's not tea,

what is it then?

I came in here to be

straight with you!

Why do we have to

go through this?

Get in

or get out.

Don't mill around.

Get in or get out.

Seven.

Go in seven.

Oh, no. Six...

I mean, six.

Go in six.

Take your dick out.

Take your dick out.

Come on.

Take your dick out.

- I'm not a cop.

- I know you're not a cop.

Take your dick out.

I'm gonna give you a good time.

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