New York City Serenade Page #3

I...

I should find my friends.

I'm what you call

a Rhodes scholar:

Philosophy major,

all-American lacrosse player.

As a matter of fact, I played

on the Olympic lacrosse team.

There is no Olympic

lacrosse team.

Which made things

very lonely for him.

L... I mean, that was...

really nice.

But I should really go

back with my friends 'cause...

(girl moaning)

Go go go.

Chugalug if you're gonna do it.

Okay, that's enough there,

sweetheart.

Goodness gracious.

- Ah, Lauren.

- 'Kay, sorry. Sorry.

Okay okay. Okay.

I dare you...

(laughs)

- Lauren?

- Spit it out, sweet pea.

I dare you to...

what's your name again?

My name's Ray.

All my homeys call me Boots.

I dare you to make out

with Mr. Boots.

Oh!

You dirty thing.

Okay, all right.

I'm sorry, darlin'.

I don't make the rules.

I just play by 'em.

Bring it.

- Okay, here's what I propose...

- Hit 'em with it, brother.

- I got six, seven bucks in my pocket.

- I got a sawbuck in mine.

Okay, that's about

I propose we isolate ourselves off

to an intimate little spot

- just north of here a spell.

- I know the spot well...

quaint, quiet atmosphere.

You guys are gonna love it.

- And spend it all on sea breezes.

- 11 bucks worth.

- And here's where it get good.

- Tell 'em.

We hit an ATM machine. One or both

of you two gals plug in your pin code.

Get some more dinero, get back

there before our stools get cold.

And by stools of course

we mean bar stools.

You're both really weird.

Look at you blush.

You must really like us.

No.

I bet we could say anything

and you'd blush.

- No, don't.

- Banana bread.

You guys are

really crazy or something.

Oh, look.

- Red as an apple.

- Apostrophe.

- Table top.

- Should we...

Yeah, let's go find David

and those guys.

Let's go find David

and those guys.

But then let's get rid

of David and those guys

because those

guys are really annoying.

And gay.

Probably gay.

- Should we come?

- Should we come with or...

No rap there.

Oh!

My God!

Come on! Ooh!

Who's the big daddy?

Come on! Whoo!

Show me the side, man!

Come on, boy! Come on!

Take it off!

Whoo!

Yeah, I like it like that.

Yeah.

Oh, come on, Big Daddy.

Come on! Oh!

Faster!

Come on, take it off!

- Ohh!

- Ahhh!

- Whoo!

- Oh yeah!

Do that dance!

Yeah! Aww!

Ohh!

Who's upstairs?

Nobody's supposed to

be up there.

My little sister.

F***ing watch it, man.

A**holes.

Oh, what a dick, man!

Why don't you come over here?

I'm much more fun than that lamp.

(music stops)

- Girl:
Oh!

- Girl #2:
Oh, what's that?

Turn the light back on!

That is my little sister.

Hey, guys.

- Holy cow.

- Bertrand.

Shut up and get downstairs.

We weren't even

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