New York, I Love You Page #3
- Year:
- 2009
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Okay, let's go.
[Speaks French]
Thank you so much.
You're welcome.
[continues]
- [Snoring]
- [tune on phone]
Hello?
[Coughing]
[Woman]
David? Are you okay?
- Did I wake you?
- Yeah.
Yeah, you can say that.
Listen, he left me a message
Who?
Abara, your director.
Uh, okay, which ones?
Okay. Okay, great.
What was the message?
He hates them.
You have to change them.
Because?
He didn't say.
Oh, well,
what do you think, Camille?
Maybe you should talk to him directly.
Mmm. Yeah.
Yeah, I'll call him.
["Carnival of the Animals"]
Hey, Camille.
It's your favorite stalker.
- Did you talk to Abara?
- Yeah, we talked.
He talked for, like, two hours
about, like, composers...
Wagner, Brahms, Gustav Mahler,
Tchaikovsky, Dostoyevsky.
That killed me.
Dostoyevsky isn't a composer.
- Are you okay?
- Never better.
Great. Well, I need your address.
Abara wants to messenger
Does he?
[Sighs]
Hold on.
Aw. It's on my phone.
I'm a total idiot
when it comes to numbers and addresses.
- My last girlfriend...
- Uh-huh?
I couldn't remember her birthday.
She broke up with me
because of that.
Yeah, well, you deserved it.
Probably. But the upside
is that I'm single now.
So, dinner?
[Laughs]
You're sleep deprived, David.
No. I'm Camille deprived.
I'm thinking Balthazar for dinner
and maybe a little pastis for dessert.
I'm thinking unemployment
if you don't finish those cues on time.
Give me your address.
[keyboard chord]
Hello?
[Camille]
Hey, did you get the books?
I left them outside your door.
Wait. What... You were here?
Why didn't you call?
I knocked, like, a hundred times.
What the hell is this?
He talked to you about Dostoyevsky.
"Please read."
Is this guy crazy? Am l...
Am I supposed to read these
or eat them?
Okay, David.
I'm gonna put you through to Abara, okay?
You can talk to him.
[Sighs]
How'd it go with Abara?
He just said "Read the books, Dave.
"Don't use CliffNotes or Wikipedia.
Just read them." So fine.
I'm on a bench in Central Park
with The Brothers Karamazov.
[Chuckles]
Ouch.
[Coughs, sneezes]
Bless you.
Thanks.
What? What's wrong?
- I can see the Dakota.
- Hmm.
John Lennon... is my god.
- You know his song "Mother"?
- Yeah.
I was a kid the first time I heard that.
Why can't I write a song like "Mother"?
Oh, I just sent you a picture.
Oh, my God.
Is that John Lennon standing behind you?
- What?
- I'm just kidding.
I have no idea
what you look like, Camille.
Hmm.
Send me a picture.
No. No way.
Is that what you look like?
[Camille on machine]
If you're calling for Camille,
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