Nancy, Please Page #3

to sprinkle butterfly kisses

all over her stomach.

Until she falls asleep.

You know, what I'd really

like to do is dribble

some champagne down her naked leg

(SCOFFS)

and drink it from between

her toes while having

a jacuzzi with her.

I want to have a contest,

to see who can kiss the softest.

So um, why aren't you

hovering over there

with the rest of the ass-kissers?

Bannister is displeased with me.

I'm way behind.

Tonight I am to be

seen, but not heard.

Hmm. I understand that.

Hey did um... Did Margaret

stop by after class today?

Yeah.

Nice. She talk about

her calves again?

- She mentioned her calves.

- That is so hot.

Why don't girls in my

class just want to sleep

with the other undergrads?

Charlie, I left Little

Dorrit at the old apartment.

W-wait, are we not talking about

Margaret's calves anymore?

No, I left my Little

Dorrit at Nancy's.

So?

It's my study copy, my hardcover,

I left it behind during the move.

So buy another one.

This wine is piss.

I can't!

It had all my notes in it.

- Important annotations...

- What do you mean?

You wrote in the book?

Yeah.

- All of your notes?

- No!

Of course not all my

notes, but... uh...

It has a lot of... I... (STAMMERS)

crucial new material.

New, important material

in there, and I decided

to re-arrange things

in a certain way that is

going to affect the entire

the whole!

So you wrote an outline?

- So do it again.

- No. It's not just an outline.

It's important.

- Call Nancy.

- I called her three times today.

- Maybe she's really busy.

- Busy?!

Doing what? Huffing Scotchguard?

Taking naps? She's the least

busy person on the planet.

You don't have to

freak out about it.

How am I freaking out,

I'm not freaking out.

- What I mean is...

- Ah! Hold on, might be her.

(SCOFFS) No. Text from Jen.

She's going to Donovan's.

Feel like getting a real drink?

Are you f***ing kidding me?

(SINGING KARAOKE)

(CLAPPING)

MAN:
Get a room!

(BIRDS TWEETING)

Who takes a bath in the morning?

It's unnatural.

I feel like utter dog sh*t.

I might barf in the tub.

At least you don't have to collate

epidemiological studies all day.

Why are you even up?

I need my book.

(LAUGHS) Paul, it's okay.

You'll get your book.

Why hasn't she called?

It's only been two days.

Try to relax.

But... I can't do anything

without the notes.

The new... argument.

The new material.

Why didn't you type them out?

I didn't need to. I

had everything down.

Besides, hand writing

has a certain...

ineffable...

F***, I don't know.

Oh, I need you to call CLP and uh,

switch the name on the electric

bill today, ok? Will you do that?

Yeah. (SIGHS)

(BUBBLES, SLOSHING)

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