You've Got Mail Page #2

Well, it's not like that.

We just e-mail. It's really nothing.

On top of which, I'm thinking of

stopping because it's getting...

Out of hand?

Confusing.

But not. Because it's nothing.

Where'd you meet him?

Listen, I can't even remember.

On my birthday, I wandered into

the "over 30" room for a joke, sort of.

And he was there.

And we started chatting.

About what?

Books and music,

how much we both love New York...

Harmless, harmless.

Meaningless.

Bouquets of sharpened pencils. Oh.

Excuse me?

Forget it.

We don't talk about anything personal,

so I don't know his name...

...or what he does

or where he lives exactly...

...so it'll be easy for me to stop

seeing him, because I'm not.

He could be the next person

to walk into the store.

- I know.

CHRISTINA:
He could be...

[DOOR BELL DINGS]

[WHISPERS]

...George.

Morning.

Are you online?

GEORGE:

As far as I'm concerned...

...the Internet is just another way

of being rejected by a woman.

[DOOR BELL DINGS]

Good morning.

Good morning, Birdie.

What are you girls talking about?

Cybersex.

I tried to have cybersex once,

but I kept getting a busy signal.

I know.

I was really depressed

one Saturday night about 9:00...

BIRDIE:

Time to open up!

[PHONE RINGING]

Jessica and Maya, how are you today?

MOTHER:
Want to say hi to Kathleen?

MAYA:
Hi, Kathleen.

GEORGE:

Good morning, Shop Around the Corner.

George speaking. May I help you?

Construction's going well.

We should open on time.

Although Kevin and I are concerned

about the neighborhood response.

This fabric on the couch, what is it?

Does it have a name?

NELSON:
Money.

JOE:
Huh?

- Its name is "Money."

JOE:
Oh.

- Gillian selected it.

- Good guess.

- Your father's getting married again.

- Really?

- Congratulations!

- Thank you.

- Why?

- Who knows?

- Love?

- Possible.

I think you're a damn fool.

NELSON:

Pops, Matthew is 4 years old, okay?

It'd be nice if his parents were married.

Listen, I have a

sad announcement to make.

City Books, on 23rd Street?

It's going under.

[IMITATING GUN SHOOTING]

Aw. Another independent bites the dust.

On to the next!

Going to buy out their entire

inventory of architecture...

...and New York history

for the new store.

How much, son? How much you paying?

JOE:

Whatever it costs, it won't be as much...

...as that uncomfortable

mohair episode there...

...which is now all over my suit.

Here you go.

Thanks.

We'll also have a section dedicated to

writers who've lived on the West Side.

SCHUYLER:

As a sop to the neighborhood.

Perfect. Keep those West Side,

liberal nuts, pseudo-intellectual...

Readers, Dad. They're called readers.

Don't do that, son.

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