Romance and Cigarettes Page #2

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I mean, I love her, too

but I can't remember her, so...

Rara, come on, come on.

I love Baby, but she doesn't any spend time

with me anymore. She's changed.

Enough.

If the love ain't there

it's gonna come back, Ma.

Come on. Rara, give her some space.

Come here, come here.

Here. Come here.

What did he mean, "Go back to him? "

Go back to who?

There was someone else

in my life a long time ago.

A gentle man.

You were married to him?

Before the war.

He went off to fight far, far away.

I met your father then.

No, I saw her coming out of the loo

at her crazy sister's apartment.

She had this headful of wet hair

and was wearing

a soft, cream-coloured terry cloth robe.

So I asked her.

I need to borrow a piece of luggage.

- You shacking up?

- Ah, ain't nothing wrong with sex.

You have big ones, buster.

Yeah. Dinosaur balls.

I'm from Brooklyn.

Boys don't talk to girls like that in Brooklyn.

I felt a sharp pain, like death.

The girl with the kind eyes, I says.

That's the girl. The girl I will marry.

You rat bastard.

I know you're in there.

Where are you?

Lost in the void.

Help me!

Somebody help me!

God had to give me cataracts.

One day you'll be blind like me!

In the dark forever, like me!

"Oh, sunlight of no light

"Once you were mine

"Let me feel the pillars upon which this

house rests

"Oh, Lord God, remember me, I pray thee

"And strengthen me, I pray thee

only this once, oh, God

"that I may revenge myself upon the

Philistines for one of my two eyes."

Die, Samson!

"Let me die with the Philistines!"

Wait, I'm coming up. Wait!

I'm not the type of guy

who goes up to a woman

says, "You want to go out with me? "

and then takes his dick out.

That's not my style. I'm no beast.

What?

I'd like to f*** a woman tennis player.

You know, with the outfit on.

And a tennis ball stuck in her panties.

Know what I heard?

Tony Curtis almost lost his sex life.

Back in '44 he's on a Navy sub.

A winch falls off

hits him in the base of the spine. Right?

Tony was paralysed.

He was laying there, just, he was praying.

Tony started praying that his private

parts would not be dead.

And about a week later

he starts to feel a tingling.

Tony f***ing Curtis.

What am I gonna do?

Oh, you've got it bad, Nick.

I told you. I warned you.

Chicks smell a boner 10 miles away.

I'd be better off a fag.

Those guys are in shape.

Randolph Scott was a fag.

Not Randolph Scott?

Yeah, him and Cary Grant.

Get out of here. Not in a million years.

The list is long.

There's a lot of great fags.

Coming up. All right?

And she's a redhead.

Au naturel?

The whole megillah.

It's rare. They feel more.

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