Too Late Blues Page #4

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You wanna come to a party so here I am.

I'm handling him now, so I got

him book solid. Right on top.

Is that right?

See, is that where you want to

be Ms. Polanski? On... on top?

I'm an amateur. I don't try

to fool myself or other people.

I... I can see that.

But what I said before,

I wasn't kidding about.

- You are good.

- Uh, bartender, give us three glasses of

- champagne, make sure the

glasses are cold, alright?

- And I'm not putting you on either.

- I hate bartenders.

You know how long it's been since I've seen this

son of a gun? How long has it been anyway, huh?

- A long time Benny.

- Yeah, couple of years at least.

You know I was a musician then.

Yeah, well, no more Tijuanas, Cincinnatis,

Philadelphias, or one night hassles with drunks

...in third rate bars for me. No sir,

woke up one morning and had a hangover...

...and had a fight, hit some guy, broke my fist, he

cut my lip, and I haven't touched a trumpet since.

Have a nice time?

- Hey Benny.

- Hey Baby.

- Hey Benny. I want you to

talk to somebody over here.

- Not now Baby, I'm busy.

- What do you mean 'not now'?

Look, you are my agent... This guy says

he got a contract for me for next summer.

Now, I never sign no contract with him,

and that is exactly what I told him.

Don't worry about it, I know what he

means. You know it's in the talk stage.

Ah, well then maybe you better get over here

and talk man because that is exactly what I...

...give you ten percent for. Now you

don't mind, do you sweetie? Come on Benny.

- Benny, I want to leave.

- Uh, well, be back in a minute honey, this is business.

I want you to tell this

little girl some stories.

He's got wonderful stories, sweetie.

Like Mother Goose and Peter Pan.

- Let's go Benny.

- Later Baby.

You want another drink?

Would you do me a favor?

Sure.

Where do you wanna go?

Anywhere. I don't care.

Come on.

Exactly what do you mean in a minute?

- I said, in a minute.

- Just listen, who do you think you...

Shut up and let me boy.

Eleven, twelve, thirteen,

five is eighteen, nineteen.

Twenty-six,

thirty-one, forty-two.

- What do you say, Ghost?

- How are you?

Say hello to the princess.

Princess, uh, meet Reno uh...

Vitelli, Vitelli. Please

to meet you, princess.

That's enough. We'll

be at the back table.

- Sure, go ahead. Enjoy yourselves.

- We will.

- Here good?

- Yeah, this is fine.

- What kind of a place is this?

- You know, regular neighborhood bar.

Where uh... working

people come after hours.

Kill some time.

A lot of lonely people

in the world, you know?

You want something to eat?

No thanks. I don't feel

like eating, anything.

Kitchen's clean. You

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