New York, I Love You Page #2

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They never have to

spend too much time

picking a restaurant.

That's why there are no Christians

in the diamond market.

How can you trust a person

who will eat anything?

[Snickers]

This parcel's not so good.

At least 20% rejection

you've given me.

How much?

[Gujarati]

[Man in Gujarati]

Too much. Way too much.

I'll give you 480.

Why are you doing this to me?

My children will be crying at home

because after I do business with you,

I have no money for food.

I can't make commission on this.

Maybe I can give my children

some dry bread.

I have to check with my customer.

[Speaking Yiddish]

My customer says too much.

No, he doesn't.

I know you understand Gujarati.

[Chuckles]

That's why I lied.

And I know you know I know Gujarati.

And I know you know Yiddish.

I was speaking

to an answering machine.

I'm sorry. I can't shake your hand.

I'm not allowed to touch any man

who isn't my husband.

Mazel.

And mazel for your wedding.

Mazel for the dozen children

you'll soon have.

Thank you. Is that your children?

Minesh and Paresh.

- Where's your wife?

- Oh, she's not looking that good

in the photographs these days.

Oi.

Last year she decided

that marriage was a sin.

Now she's in India,

with her head shaved,

going door to door,

collecting food in the bowl.

She used to be my wife.

Now I have to worship her.

Don't worry.

She's not the only one without hair.

I had to shave off all mine this morning

'cause I'm getting married tomorrow.

This is a wig.

Why? What is so wrong

with women's hair anyway?

Why you all want to cut it off?

They wanted me to cut it off

on my wedding night.

- I said "No way."

- Yeah?

It took 25 years to grow,

And now, for the rest of my life,

I have to wear

some other woman's hair.

For all I know,

you could be wearing

my wife's hair right now.

What do you mean,

your wife's hair?

Most human hair in America

comes from our temples in India,

where women offer

their long locks to God

so that they can be sold to the West

and you can have your wigs.

While we are waiting for the Messiah,

while we are waiting for Mahavir...

your eyes will suffice

to give tired men hope.

This is not the proper

etiquette in this neighborhood.

What is this?

- [traditional]

- [Men shouting]

- [continues]

- [Shouting continues]

[Diamond Salesman]

Rifka!

Rifka!

[Rifka]

Mansukhbai!

[car radio:
Man singing

in foreign language]

[Man singing along in foreign language]

[French]

- Ah, oui?

- Ah, oui.

[resumes singing along with radio]

[Sighs]

Oh, I'm s... I'm so sorry.

Wow, that's an entrance.

Wait. Which way are you going?

Uh, I was just gonna go over

cross town to the East Side.

Oh, I guess I can film there, too.

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