Garbo Talks Page #3

Your father loves shrimp and

I try to make him happy.

I spoke to my parents.

They send their greetings.

Thank you.

My dad is dying to

go to Los Angeles.

He offered Gilbert

a fantastic job.

Lisa.

- He does not want to take it.

- I have a job.

Often in life, one must do

what makes the other happy.

We call it to give and take.

Do you know my philosophy?

There is nothing to give

the other a little joy.

Bravo.

How is your mother?

She had headaches.

- She was arrested again.

- How did you know?

We always know the same people.

Flight to the summer.

It was not really

flight to the bay.

How would you call a?

She was caught with

beans in her bag?

Zucchinis.

Why does she need to do this?

She has money.

She still has home in Flushing.

She speaks of an injustice.

Do you know that Claire and I are

having a birthday in a month?

Ten years.

Is it a long time?

- Dad...

- Yes.

What made you fall in love?

Claire?

Mom.

The way she danced.

How did she dance?

I met her at a party.

We were teenagers.

How was she dancing?

She danced everywhere.

His whole body, all his

being, everything.

When she was dancing, she did

not think of anything else.

She's still watching her weight?

Yes.

She always watched her weight.

My God, we had fun.

Wedding day,

we went to the courthouse

to get the certificate.

They sent us to a cleric.

His name was...

William Albert.

She did not want to let him

write the certificate.

She did not trust

men with two names.

My God, we had fun.

Two names...

I do not know why we

started to go away.

Always indignant by

this or that thing.

She could not take

life as she comes.

And I got tired, that's all.

I worked very hard, I wanted

peace and tranquility.

And she did not want to

give me, that imbecile.

If she had changed a little,

take a step towards me...

Clear...

She is a good person,

a good wife.

She lays the ground under my feet.

What more can you ask for?

She still wears

orthopedic shoes?

She has always had ugly feet.

I will take a sandwich.

You want to come?

I have to tell you, Jane.

I am married.

I just invited you

to eat a sandwich.

Elevators are very sexual, right?

I have this fantasy, in a

single lift with this man

that I have never met in my life and

who does not stop looking at me.

All of a sudden, he reaches

out and touches my chest.

I think it is very much

moved, but I do not stop it.

The elevator goes up very slowly,

we are at the World Trade Center,

and he continues to touch me.

We are on the 30th floor

and it takes me the size,

the elevator continues to rise,

and his hands keep coming down.

Arriving at the 70th

floor, we are making love

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