I Want Someone to Eat Cheese With Page #2

You're 39,

and you live with your mother.

Yeah?

You're in terrible shape.

You don't care about how you look.

I care about how I look. There's a matter

of pride as I get dressed every day.

I'm gonna get in shape. That's part of the plan.

And I'm gonna move out of my mom's.

I told you this wouldn't work.

We work together.

- It's because I'm fat.

- It is not because you're fat.

Don't do this because...

I love you.

I love you.

And I've always loved you.

Ever since you started working here,

l-I've been in love with you.

You don't love me.

- Maybe I do.

- [Cell Phone Rings]

You don't know.

How do you know?

[Ringing]

Hi. I'm leaving right now.

I'll be there in a minute. Bye.

- Who's that?

- None of your business.

- I thought you were going straight home.

- I have to meet somebody.

- A guy?

- l... I'm leaving.

So it's over.

Whatever it was, it's over.

[Door Closes]

Hey. Where were you?

- Out.

- Where?

None of your business.

dd [Instrumental Theme]

[Door Closes]

[James]

Hi, Mom.

Hi, honey. How was your day?

Fine.

[Sighs] Even when you were a little boy,

whenever I asked you "How was your day?"...

you always said, "Fine."

[Chuckles]

It was fine.

- Are you hungry?

- Mmm, not really.

I made some kugel.

All right. Maybe one piece.

[Laughter On TV]

[Doorknob Rattles]

- James.

- Luca.

Somebody's probably sick.

- Nobody's sick.

- Why else would they not be open?

'Cause they're closed.

- They're closed. Yeah. Yeah.

- They're closed.

Next time you come here,

it's gonna be a bank.

Look at that floor.

You see that floor?

It's a beautiful floor.

All that stone was cut by hand

by some immigrant.

Irish guy, or Italian.

Like in the '30s or something.

Worked hard.

Made every piece fit in that floor.

Go home at night.

A little place.

A wife.

Maybe a couple kids.

It's a great floor.

All right. I've been coming here for years...

with my dad, with my grandfather.

- Never noticed the floor.

- That's part of the problem.

What, you're writing me up

for never noticing the floor?

Writing a note.

[Luca]

We need a new place to eat.

- That's a big ball of Purim.

- What's Purim?

- It's kind of like a Jewish Halloween.

- Oh.

[Speaking French Angrily]

There is nothing hotter

than an angry Frenchwoman.

No.

- Yowza. Wow.

- [Chuckles]

Where you wanna go? Waffle King?

- King of the cinnamon waffle.

- I hate the Waffle King.

No. You hate the Waffle King's son.

Uh, Kenny G-lookin' guy who mixes the fruit.

- Yeah.

- IHOP?

IHOP? No.

Guess not.

- Man, the girls around here are way hot.

- Yeah. It's a nice neighborhood.

- Look at that. See the cornices up there?

- Yeah.

[Luca]

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