Addicted to Love Page #5

Is that for you or for him?

I don't touch the monkey.

I don't want to have anything|to do with the monkey.

How's 40?

For 50 I'd strap on a garter|and wax her legs.

Lovely lipstick, darling.

Honey, you can't be treating me this way.

We've known each other too long.

You can't even look me in the eye.

What? You're in love?

You're in love with that man?

That man could never make you happy.

What the hell is that? Sh*t!

Good God! Kiss him, baby!

Get this goddamned monkey off my back!

Give that man a hand!

OK, that's fine.

No problem.

Greta thanks you. I thank you.

Hello, sweetheart.

Here we go. The target's home.

You know bankers.

They want to know every little thing.

What do they know|about the restaurant business?

Are we packed?

Hey, why don't we forget|about the Hamptons...

...and spend the weekend in bed?

There, that look!

She sees it.

Stay with her.

Go back to her, Sam!

Stick to her.

Relax.

Anything you wanted to tell me?

What?

What's that on your collar?

Turn it up. I can't hear them.

Oh, that.

You'll never believe this.

I'm walking through washington Square...

...and there's this stupid man.

You know, some guy with a monkey.

A street performer?

That son of a b*tch, yeah.

The monkey jumps on me|and won't get off my back.

You're kidding.

The people all around, they are laughing.

And the monkey is kissing me, kissing me.

I think it peed on me. It stinks.

What is she laughing at?

I don't know.

What do you think of the story?|I'll show you what I think.

I'll get you.

Let's forget about the Hamptons.

It's going very well, don't you think?

Drink up, buddy,|'cause tonight we're going in.

There they go.

We want to go to the Long Island railroad.

Idiot never even changed the lock.

Close it.

It's so much smaller than it looks on TV.

In the couch.

What?

In the couch. Don't make it obvious.

- You're kidding.|- Just do it.

Why were you wearing them?

Authenticity.

What are you going to do?

Receipts.

Why are we whispering?

I don't know.

Mine.

Mine.

Mine.

Mine.

Perfection, yes?

Voil.

This is comfortable.

This is what you wear to walk about...

...With everything swinging freely.

Look at me. I am so fabulous.

I am so beautiful.

Witness my matted chest hairs.

They are nice, no?

What do you think?

You look...

Look at this.

I love you, Linda.

I hate you, Anton.

I got to make the bed.

Sure. Right.

Can you clean the kitchen?

We should get out of here.

I think we should talk.

Nothing to talk about.

Yes, there is. Something happened.|I would like to talk about it.

Nothing happened, Sam.

OK? Nothing happened.

I know what you're going through.

I'm going through the same thing.

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