200 Cigarettes Page #3

I'm having a great time. See?

Drinking, fighting,

loving the ladies?

What are you talking about?

It's the obligation

to enjoy yourself.

That's what does it.

Every year,

it's the same,

desperate scrambling around

to surround yourself with

as many people as possible,

go to some stupid party,

pretend to be happy,

when really your girlfriend

just left you,

and you have no career.

Are you gonna be

like this all night?

Yeah.

Taxi!

Thank...

you.

Hi. Uh...

No, thanks, anyway, heh.

Wait! Uh...

No. No. You go ahead.

You go pick up somebody else.

I'll be OK.

Uh, excuse me, baby girl...

You seem to be experiencing

a little indecision.

I do?

Yeah. You have this

whole ambivalent vibe

radiating from your persona.

Something is wrong, mama.

Oh, I ju... oh!

- Hmm.

- Oops.

l, uh...

I'm sorry.

It's just this guy, you know?

Always is, baby.

Yeah, I was at this party...

and I saw him there...

and he was just... so...

Heh, anyway, l... I ended up

going home with him,

and I've never done anything

like that before,

so now I just want everything

to be perfect, you know? And...

I'm sorry.

I don't know why I'm

telling you all this.

Baby, come here for a second.

Sweetheart, you know

what you need to do?

You need to get in this cab.

l... I do?

You've gotta say yes

to your destiny.

- I do?

- Yeah!

Life's happenin' right now, baby.

Look around you.

Look around you.

There go some life,

and over there, too.

Come on, mama... live!

Live tonight! Say yes.

Come on.

Uh... yes.

Say it loud.

Yes! Ha ha ha!

Come on, like you feel it.

Come on, baby.

- Yes!

- There you go.

Get in this cab.

Destiny awaits.

OK.

What time is it?

Almost 8:
30.

Oh.

[Yawns]

Caitlyn. Call me.

Look, I've had it with him,

and I'm not letting him

push me into

this old girlfriend,

party thing.

Absolutely not.

They only broke up

Please, they're practically

still going out.

Too bad, in a way.

He was the most

successful artist

I've dated this year,

and he was kind of nice,

you know?

Please.

He was too nice.

Going out with him was,

like, take your medicine.

Huh. And then...

he takes me to his gallery today

to see his new show.

And it sucks.

Ah! It sucked?

Yes. I can't even tell you.

You wouldn't even

believe his work, OK?

It's like... big,

abstract vaginas.

- Or something.

- Ugh.

I hate abstract.

But at least he has a gallery.

I mean, that's something.

Also...

he's really bad in bed.

He's bad in bed?

He's the worst.

Oh.

OK, so, this is the address...

so you can check it out after work.

I think there's gonna be

a lot of people there.

I mean... I'm gonna be there.

Um... with him.

Oh. OK.

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