Tallulah

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Oh you said

That you love me

It was a long, long time ago

And now the way

That you've been

Acting, babe

I know that it's not so...

[song in the background]

[engine revs]

[indistinct shouting]

[Tallulah] Holy sh*t!

Go, go, go, go!

[laughter]

[shrieks] Oh, yeah!

What did I say?

You can't bet with no money.

You can if you win.

- Did you?

- No! But I got this.

- You got it?

- I did.

Oh.

[moaning]

[groans]

Oh, f***! Oh, f***!

Oh!

How do you know this stuff isn't old?

They throw it out every six hours.

It's the law.

I wanna go to India.

[chuckles]

India?

Is that where the Himalayas are?

'Cause I want to climb the Himalayas.

We don't have any money.

So, everybody's poor there.

People live with nothing.

I saw this picture in a magazine

and this woman,

she was sitting in the dirt,

and it was like, trash all around her,

there was, like, a skinny dog.

I mean, she didn't have anything.

She was wrapped

in this giant orange and red cloth...

- Mm-hmm.

- I want to go there.

How are you gonna get there?

Um... drive.

You're gonna drive?

- Underwater.

- Right.

All the way across the ocean,

and we're gonna breathe like this.

[chuckles]

[laughs]

We're gonna be pretty dizzy.

- Hmm?

- Mm-hmm.

- Hey.

- Hmm?

I love you.

I don't wanna go to India.

Why not?

I wanna go home.

This is home.

I mean, real home.

I wanna lie in Washington Square Park.

I wanna smoke a joint.

- I wanna see my mom.

- Why?

'Cause it's been two years

and she's my mom.

Look, you can't go to India, it's crazy.

You do this all the time,

get these big ideas and then...

you know, tomorrow,

it'll be something else.

Let's do something real.

Like what?

[Nico] Like, get married.

- Shut up!

- Come on!

We could... we could get an apartment...

I don't know, we'll get jobs,

- have babies.

- No way.

I'm sick of eating sh*t out of dumpsters

and asking truckers

for shower tickets, all right?

[Nico] I can't do it anymore.

Well, this is the way I live

and if you don't like it,

- then you can get the f*** out.

- Come on, Lu, Jesus!

I mean it.

Go! Get out of here, then.

I said I love you.

Well, then f***ing stop it.

[crickets chirping]

[gasps]

[gasps]

[birds chirping]

[train running]

[grunts]

You say goodbye!

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[engine revs]

[rock song playing]

[Manuel] Hello? How can I help you?

Yeah, I'm here to see

Margaret Mooney in 2B?

Yeah, Mrs. Mooney is in 3F.

Of course, sorry. It's been forever.

- Yes.

- What's your name?

- Manuel.

- Okay.

Manny! It's a surprise.

I just... I really...

I don't want you to blow it.

Give me one second, okay?

Yeah, of course. You do your thing.

- Hey, Tommy.

- How's it going?

- Okay.

- Here's the stuff.

Who are you?

Are you Mrs. Mooney?

How did you get up here?

I'm a friend of Nico's.

What happened? Is he hurt?

Nothing! No, he's fine.

Last that I saw him...

I just really need to find him.

Well, I can't help you.

I haven't seen my son in two years.

He took all my money, okay?

Of course! When you see him,

tell him to call his mother.

No, wait! Please.

I just really need to find him.

Look, I don't know who you are,

I have no reason to believe

you know my son.

C'mon, man, I've his f***ing name tattooed

on my hand.

So what, you're looking for money?

You're not gonna get it.

- What about, like, five bucks?

- Oh my God!

[door locking]

[elevator bell dings]

She loved it, man.

She was really surprised.

You... [sighs]

[Margo] Here you go, buddy. Come here.

[phone rings]

[answering machine]

Please leave a message after the tone.

[beep]

[Stephen] Hi, Margo, it's Stephen.

I spoke with Larry Daniels.

He says you've had the papers

for a while now.

Look, I don't mean to rush you...

Actually, I do mean to rush you.

Just give me a call or

sign the papers and drop them...

Eat your damn food! Over here, idiot.

Mrs. Mooney, how are you this afternoon?

I'd be better if strangers

weren't allowed up into my apartment.

- Yes, of course, I apologize.

- No, it's a little late for that.

- Can I have my mail, please?

- Yes, right away.

Uh... There was a package

that came in for...

For Mr. Mooney. I didn't know if you...

I'll take it, thank you.

My husband still lives here.

Okay.

I've lived in this apartment for 18 years.

I don't want a problem

with the university.

I'm not asking you to be dishonest,

just... discreet.

That would be a violation

of the doorman code.

Of course, I'm sorry.

I'm joking.

And again, Mrs. Mooney, I apologize, okay?

If she comes back,

I'm going to tell her to get out.

I'm not going to let...

No. Actually, if she comes back,

I want to talk to her.

Oh, okay.

Thank you.

Are you housekeeping?

Yes.

Leave that alone for a minute

and come inside.

It's a mess.

If they sent a maid when I asked them to,

it wouldn't be a problem, would it?

- What's your name?

- Why?

Because I asked.

Uh, Lu.

- Lucy?

- No, just Lu.

Hmm, I like Lucy better.

- [baby coos]

- [Carolyn] This is Madison.

[baby babbles]

Are you good with kids?

[stammers] I don't know.

Can you watch her for me?

[hesitant chuckle]

I'll pay you.

I have to go out tonight, and I...

[giggles] I can't take her with me.

I'm a little nervous

about her being with somebody else,

but she seems to be comfortable

with you already.

So, I think it's okay...

[knock on door]

Lucy, sweetie,

I really need you right now.

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