The Dick & Paula Celebrity Special Page #5

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my hands, my neck...

my kneecaps...

I'm orgasmic.

Where did you learn this?

It's Dionysian.

A Greek taught me.

Now I can't get rid of it.

It's not a flaw,

just a weakness.

Just to get this right.

If I touch your hand...

if I take it and

just stroke it...

if I stroke it like

this, you...?

My God!

Let's get out of here.

I'll get the check.

I'll get the coat and...

Come on, guys,

we're going dancing!

Dancing? Great!

- I can't dance.

- We'll dance!

- I can't dance.

- Everybody can dance.

- Let's dance.

- I'll get the check.

My God, I know I've

told a lot of atheist jokes...

and I have no right to ask for

this, but that was just her hand!

- Sh*t!

- What? What's wrong?

I need echinacea

right away.

- Right away!

- Echinacea?

It's for colds.

Let's go find some.

Let's leave.

The health food stores

will be closed.

I know an all-night

drugstore.

They won't have it.

And I have none at home!

I'm going to

Milan tomorrow!

Yes.

Ecchymosis?

No, I told you,

it's an herb.

Because I can't hear you!

It's an herb!

I couldn't find any

echinacea.

You need echinacea?

- You have some?

- I always carry some.

He's got some.

So where to?

We should go, you got

to fly to Milan tomorrow.

No, it's okay.

"Stuff a cold,

starve a fever"

Really, it's okay.

Incidentally, you're a

tremendous athlete.

I'm sure you have

an enormous future.

This your car?

Yeah, an Aston Martin.

It's very old.

Forget it, it costs a fortune.

I used to have a Volvo.

I'll call you when we

play the Knicks.

Right. I'll give you my number.

You know...

you're amazing.

I notice that men

just stare at you.

I mean, women stare at you!

It's incredible.

- I used to live with a woman.

- Really?

A beautiful young

German model.

The looks we got when

we danced together!

But you prefer men?

Usually.

That's great.

You're not afraid

of catching germs?

I've got a cold.

From you, I'd be willing

to catch terminal cancer.

My place or yours?

Whichever makes you happier.

My place.

I have a mirror

next to the bed.

You have a mirror.

Sure.

My God! I'm

so sorry!

You're okay? Not bleeding?

Just a little shaken!

Christ, what were you thinking?

I hope the police don't

give me a balloon test.

- They'd misinterpret this.

- The police?

I can't be connected with

a drunk-driving accident!

I'm not drunk!

The tabloids will

kill me!

I just signed an endorsement

with a cosmetic company!

I got to go. I'll be

fine. I'll get a cab.

No, I'll take you, because...

Are you crazy?

Look at your Aston Martin!

I can claim it in the morning.

The night is young.

I wanted to see your mirror.

You can't leave the

scene of an accident.

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