The Extra Man Page #2

I WAS JUST--

THIS HAS GONE ON

LONG ENOUGH.

WE'RE OBVIOUSLY COMPATIBLE.

YOU'RE THE ONLY PERSON

WHO'S COME FOR THE ROOM

SO WHAT WILL IT BE,

YES OR NO?

( grunts softly )

I WOULD PREFER:

TO THINK ABOUT IT.

- ( cell phone ringing )

- Waiter:
BE RIGHT BACK.

- HELLO?

- SO HAVE YOU

THOUGHT ABOUT IT?

OH, HELLO.

YES. ACTUALLY,

I JUST WAS--

AND?

WELL...

( clears throat )

I'M FEELING...

THAT I SHOULD WAIT UNTIL

I'M CERTAIN ABOUT A JOB.

NO NO.

NO NO NO NO.

WE SHOULD DO THIS.

WE SHOULD SETTLE NOW.

You can pay by the week

until you have a job.

PLUS THERE'S MUCH I CAN

TEACH YOU ABOUT NEW YORK.

I CAN ADVANCE YOU

SOCIALLY.

ALL THIS WILL BE

VERY GOOD FOR YOU.

THAT'S CERTAINLY

VERY CONSIDERATE OF YOU

TO THINK THAT WAY.

VERY GOOD, THEN.

I'LL SEE YOU

ON THE FIRST OF THE MONTH.

I'M GLAD THIS WORKED OUT.

Narrator:

THE YOUNG GENTLEMAN

WAS TROUBLED:

THAT THE DECISION

WAS MADE FOR HIM.

YET, IT HAD BEEN

SOME TIME:

SINCE HE FEL THIS WANTED.

AND AS STRANGE:

AS IT ALL SEEMED,

HE WAS:

INEXPLICABLY DRAWN

TO THIS:

MR. HENRY HARRISON.

( pop music playing )

DAYLIGHT TURNS:

TO MOONLIGHT:

AND I'M AT MY BEST

PRAISING THE WAY

IT ALL WORKS:

AND GAZING UPON:

THE REST, YEAH

THE COOL BEFORE THE WARM,

THE CALM AFTER THE STORM

THE COOL BEFORE THE WARM,

THE CALM AFTER THE STORM

I WISH TO STAY:

FOREVER:

LETTING THIS BE:

MY FOOD--

( toilet flushing )

- ( clears throat )

- ( flatulates )

- ( coughs )

- ( groans )

TELL ME:

YOUR NAME AGAIN.

LOUIS.

MY NAME'S LOUIS.

DON'T WORRY,

IT WILL EVENTUALLY SINK IN.

I'M GLAD TO SEE YOU'VE

MOVED IN SO NICELY.

I APOLOGIZE THAT GERSHON

COULDN'T HELP CARRY

YOUR THINGS.

HE'S NOT SPEAKING TO ME.

THAT'S FINE.

WHO'S GERSHON?

HE'S A FRIEND

WHO HELPS CARRY THINGS.

AND FIX MY CAR.

SPEAKING OF WHICH,

I WAS ADMIRING YOURS EARLIER.

WHAT MAKE IS THAT?

OH, IT'S

A PONTIAC GRAND VILLE.

IT WAS MY FATHER'S.

IN A WEIRD WAY,

IT'S SORT OF ALL

I HAVE LEFT OF HIM.

HE DIED MY FRESHMAN YEAR

OF COLLEGE.

MY MOTHER PASSED

ONLY A FEW YEARS AFTER.

WELL...

I DRIVE A BUICK.

- HMM.

- WHAT ARE YOU

READING THERE?

HENRY JAMES.

HE'S UNREADABLE.

HIS EARLY WORK:

WASN'T AS BAD.

HE BURNED HIMSELF,

YOU KNOW?

HE SAT ON A STOVE

AND SHRIVELED HIS TESTICLES.

THAT MAY ACCOUN FOR HIS SUDDEN CHANGE

OF STYLE.

I DIDN'T KNOW THAT.

YES. WELL, YOU'D BETTER

GET SOME REST.

I IMAGINE YOU'RE

STILL GROWING.

( loud classical music

playing )

( Henry grunting )

Henry:

YEAH!

( grunting continuing )

AHHH.

OW.

AHH!

GO! NO!

GO BACK!

- BACK TO YOUR ROOM.

- NO--

I DON'T LIKE YOU LURKING

THERE IN THE SHADOWS.

I'M SORRY, HENRY!

I JUST DIDN'T KNOW

WHAT WAS HAPPENING.

I CAN'T BE SEEN

WHEN I'M DANCING!

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