Of course I'm right my dear, I know about men. I was not born
yesterday. I'm glad you listen to your mother. Nobody else
listens to me. I work so hard and nobody appreciates it. I
try to tell them what they should do, but they don't listen.
I guess I'll try. See you later, mom.
Okay. Take care of yourself, Lisa. Bye.
(LISA HANGS UP AND DIALS ANOTHER NUMBER WHILE SHE'S MUNCHING
ON A BAGEL.)
(MARK, 24, A YOUNG HANDSOME MAN WITH A WELLTRIMMED
IN A CAR AS HE ANSWERS THE CALL.)
THE ROOM by Tommy P. Wiseau Copyright ©, 1999 Copyright ©, 200115
Copyright ©, 2000 ALL RIGHT RESERVED
Hey baby, how are you doing?
Oh hi, I'm very busy. How are you doing?
I just finished talking to my mother and she just finished
giving me this big lecture about how big and great Johnny is.
We'll talk about it later. As I already told you I'm very
Busy doing what? We'll talk about it now. Whenever you say
we'll talk about it later, we never do. I can't wait till
later, we have to talk right now. You owe me one anyway.
Remember when Johnny saved your life? Remember it was all
because of me telling him to do it?
Okay you win. What do you want to talk about?
She is a stupid, fucking bitch. She wants to control my life.
I will not put up with that anymore. She's not the boss of
me, and nobody's going to tell ME what to do! I'm going to do
whatever I want and that's it! What do you think I should do?
I need your advice.
Why do you ask me? I mean you've been very happy with Johnny.
What do you want me to say? You should enjoy life. What's the