A Double Life Page #4

want some good wine,

ask me, the boss.

Some talk, ok.

Nice girl to dance with,

I'll see what I can do.

No, grazie.

Meglio solo.

Parli italiano.

Poco. Poco.

Always glad

to take care of a new customer.

Thank you.

Enjoy yourself.

Take good care of him, Pat.

You from out of town?

Why?

I don't know.

You sound like Boston.

I do?

Mm-hmm.

I was in Boston.

That's why I thought.

Pretty quiet up there.

Oh, not the parts

I was in.

What parts?

Oh, around.

I had a pretty good

job up there, too.

I'm a masseuse.

You don't say.

Sure.

You don't believe me?

I can show you a certificate.

I took a course in it.

Masseusing?

Sure.

I been out on the coast, too.

California?

Sure. I was in Diego,

Pedro, L.A., all over.

But, uh, I came back east

this last month.

Like it better here?

Soon as I make a few connections

I'll like it better.

Um, I may try the modeling game.

All you need is

a few connections.

That's right.

You want to know my name?

All right.

Pat.

Pat Kroll.

That we can call these

delicate creatures ours

but not their appetites.

I had rather be a toad

and live upon the vapor

of a dungeon

than keep a corner

in the thing I love.

You talking to me?

No.

I thought you said something.

Well, yes, I did,

but it wasn't anything.

You wanna know somethin'?

What?

You're cute.

I'll be, uh, through here

in three-quarters

of an hour.

We could, uh,

tell each other

our troubles,

if you want to.

Oh, sure.

It's open.

I couldn't find it.

Been walking round and round.

I was wondering.

Can I help you?

Oh, no, thanks.

Coffee all right for you?

Fine.

Or would you like a beer?

Uh, coffee will do.

Sit down!

I like to make new contacts.

I like you, you know it?

Now I do.

You gonna say you like me?

Later.

Oh, thanks.

You gonna tell me your name?

Soon as I know it myself, yes.

Oh, don't give me that.

Give you what?

I've handled lines

all my life.

So have I.

Hey, what's so funny?

It's a private joke

between me and me.

Come on, what's your name?

Which one?

Your real name,

the one you were

born with. I mean,

they give you one

when you were born.

That's not my real name.

What is it?

I don't know.

All right, calm down.

You don't have to tell me.

Look, if I could find out

who I am,

I'd be a happy man,

you know it?

Most people know

who they are,

or think they do,

wich is the same thing.

Simple for them.

Want to know my name?

Martin.

Thank you.

Also Ernest and Paul,

Hamlet and Joe

and maybe...

Othello.

Yes, and I'm French

and Russian

and English

and Norwegian.

I got mixed blood, too.

All right, darling,

and brave and cowardly

and in love and not

and trusting

and jealous?

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