The Prince of Tides Page #4
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Yo, taxi!
Sh*t! Sh*t!
Move your ass an inch...
...and you can kiss it goodbye.
Hi, Eddie. Go ahead and shoot,
I've had a rotten day.
Tom! You should have told me
you were coming.
The gun, Eddie, the gun.
I'm sorry. Savannah and I have
They're leaping from fire escapes.
One landed on my air conditioner.
I greased my windowsills.
That didn't help.
I love New York.
Tell me about it.
- How's Andrew?
- Gone.
Said he needed space, so he found
a younger man with a duplex.
It's his loss, Eddie.
Bless you.
Savannah was an angel.
I practically lived over here.
So you're alone now, huh?
Unless I can tempt you into
crossing the line while you're here.
I got enough troubles, Eddie.
Actually, you look terrible, Tom.
You're not even cute anymore.
If that's your idea of seduction,
no wonder you're alone.
Well, it isn't easy.
Did you know Savannah was seeing
a psychiatrist?
Of course. I recommended her.
She's a friend of mine.
It was a b*tch washing it out.
You found her?
We've been giving her 50 mgs
three times a day.
I'd bring it down to 25.
Don't expect too much.
Dr. Lowenstein, I need to see you.
Hey, Savannah. Hey, darling.
It's me. Tom.
I have a cancellation,
so why don't you meet me...
...here at the hospital
in 45 minutes, okay?
I'm on the third floor.
What the hell is going on here?
Why is she strapped down?
Her team felt she had to
be restrained-
Why? She has enough drugs
to anesthetize a whale!
- Her team decides-
- Quit calling them her team!
Sounds like she's trying out
for the Giants.
What should I call them?
Let's be creative.
Call them a**holes.
Let me tell you something
about those a**holes.
saved your sister's life.
I don't like-
I don't care what you like.
She's still a threat to herself.
There's no point to this
unless we keep Savannah alive.
And I don't care if it takes drugs
or voodoo or reading tarot cards...
...I want her alive.
Do you understand me?
When I'm not picking straw out
of my teeth, I'm a very smart man.
I'm sorry. I didn't mean
to sound condescending.
You're tough, Lowenstein...
...and I'm starving.
Any interest in lunch?
Only if you let me pay.
Oh, I insist.
I wouldn't have objected to
Lutce or Le Cirque.
Their chili isn't as good.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Tell me something.
Why didn't your father
answer my telegram?
Dad only likes good news.
Besides, the shrimp are running good.
And your mother? Why didn't she come?
She was the one I spoke to.
Priorities. My mother's too busy
hiring a caterer...
...for my stepfather's birthday.
Do you always make jokes
in place of conversation?
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