Torch Song Trilogy Page #2

Bring on that line | of beautiful dames?

Dames?

Dames?

Give me a line | of beautiful?

D-A-M-E?

Dames?

[Whistling]

I love a line | of beautiful?

Dames?

You need a lift?

Great, thanks.

Going straight home?

No. Let's get a beer.

What's the dish?

Men.

My life's work. | What's the gripe?

I ain't got one.

I've got three.

Good night, ladies.

Night-Night, dear.

I swear that queen | gives me gas.

Oh. Ha ha ha!

Let's go to the stud | for nightcaps.

And a quickie | with some stranger?

Count me out.

It's very relaxing.

I want more | out of life

Than meeting | a pretty face

And sitting | on it.

Graphically put.

I never enjoy sex | with someone i know.

Our lady | of high standards.

Cab! Night, girls!

Night, bertha! | Night, bertha!

Aaaah, hot pants?

Huh?

That's where it's at?

That's where it's at?

Hot pants?

Smokin'?

Hot pants?

Smokin'?

Take your fine self home?

You look much better | with time?

My fever keeps growin'?

Girl, you blowin' my mind?

If you're thinkin' of losin' | that funky feeling, don't?

You got to use | what you got?

To get just what you want?

Hot pants?

Smokin'?

Ha ha ha! | Ha ha ha!

Come with me.

I know what to do.

Hot pants?

Make you sure of yourself?

Aah! Aah!

F***ing faggots!

Ha ha ha!

Ha ha ha!

You god damn faggots!

Get lost!

I am tired, | and i want to go home.

One drink. | One look.

I'm not goin' | in that back room.

Who asked you to?

Wake up, maggie?

I think i got | somethin' to say to you?

It's late september?

And i really should | be back in school?

I think i feel | the call of the wild.

Oh, don't leave me | out here.

Oh, murray! | Murray! Murray!

Oh, i feel | i'm being used?

Oh, maggie, i couldn't have | tried any more?

You ran me away | from home?

Just to save you | from being alone?

Thank you.

You stole my heart, | and that's what really hurt?

Oh, god. I'm sorry. | Are you ok?

Fine. Yeah.

No permanent damage, | i hope...to your foot.

No. It's fine.

Good.

Excuse me. | Do you have a l--

Great.

Look, um... | name's ed reiss.

My friends | call me ed.

I'm | a sagittarius.

Ha!

What's so funny?

Some people | like to know | that stuff.

I don't believe | any of it myself.

You have | a great smile.

What's your name?

Uh...arnold.

What do your | friends call you?

Arnie or arn?

Arnold.

Well, nice | to meet you, arnold.

Can i buy you | a drink?

I just, um...

So what are you? | Italian?

No. Uh....

Spanish?

Jewish.

Geez--I mean, | i never would | have guessed.

Not with those...

Dark, romantic eyes.

You wearing make-Up?

No.

I mean, | i didn't think so.

You, um... | you here alone?

No. I'm with a friend. | He's in the back.

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