Almost You Page #4

Overreacting?

In my wildest dreams, I...

- I'm going out.

- Alex!

Alex, wait a minute!

You know, let's face it.

Since I have been

back from the hospital...

Oh, never mind.

Just go out.

What do you say

we go out later and have a drink?

Reedy's maybe?

We can talk.

I can't. We're dress-rehearsing.

I told you.

Again?

All night?

Yes, at night.

I explained all that.

Yeah, well,

I'm going out anyway.

Hey, don't get mad.

Get even.

How long have I

been coming here?

I don't know.

A couple of years.

And I wouldn't even

consider going to another bar.

You're a true-blue.

Hey.

- How are you?

- Hello!

How about that?

Well, pull up a chair.

- Can I have a 7 and 7, please?

- Sure.

- So you've survived Erica?

- Oh, sure.

A nurse.

That's what I need.

She tell you about the apartment?

How we call it the nursery?

Yeah, she told me.

You got a nice apartment.

So, you want to, uh,

see if they have any tables?

And then

what happens?

And then the sun breaks.

"Wakes,"Kevin.

Not "breaks. " "Wakes. "

I said "wakes" that time.

- He said "breaks," didn't he?

- He said "breaks. "

- There you go.

- Okay, look.

I'm just a little

preoccupied, all right?

Why don't you go to the next scene

without me? I'll be back in a few minutes.

This is supposed to be

a dress rehearsal.

A dress rehearsal? You don't even have

the goddamned costumes ready yet!

All right. Uh, why don't

you take a break?

And cool off!

I think you're, uh...

outrageously funny.

I do. There's just

something amusing about you.

This is it.

I don't see a candle burning

in the window.

- Good night.

- Good night.

Hey, yo! Whoa.

I want to talk to you.

- Speak to my secretary.

- Oh, you're a riot.

Look. I'm making

an effort here.

You could at least

give me credit for that.

Oh, you want a receipt?

Oh, "You want a receipt?" That's a good one.

Where are you picking up these classics?

Milton Berle

break his leg or something?

Oh, Lis!

Come on. What is it?

Lisa!

You know,

I just look at us.

Frankly, I don't see any future.

Oh, please. Are you saying that

because you don't see the future...

- or because you think I don't

really see it? - What?

I mean, is it you who

doesn't want any future...

or are you just worried that

I don't want what you want?

- You follow?

- Barely.

'Cause I see nothing

but future.

You're always saying

that's the problem, right...

- that I count too much on the future.

- You do.

Look. This isn't the time to sit around

pasting photos in the album.

This is the time when

I make a name for myself.

And you're supposed to

want that too.

- Not make things harder.

- Ha, ha, ha, ha.

What is it I want anyway

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