Two for the Seesaw Page #4

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- Why do you ask?

You're a long way from home,

you're not working.

Know anybody you can borrow from?

Only you.

(radio:
up-beat band music)

How much do you need?

You're a very generous girl, Gittel.

Too generous.

You can get bit, feeding stray wolves.

- But you're broke.

- You said that.

Last year I made $30,000.

I got 18 bucks to last me the month,

I'm helping you!

- I'd say you were a born victim.

- Of what?

- Yourself.

- I feel sorry for you. What's so terrible?

- You feel sorry for me?

- Sure.

- Gittel, how old are you?

- 29.

Stop talking like 28.

Start worrying about your own worries.

Things aren't good. A little here and there,

the rest unemployment insurance.

- I got several plans!

- Plans?

This Larry and me,

we're working up a dance recital.

I'm looking for a cheap loft

for a studio for classes...

Why so sore?

'Cause I feel sorry for ya?

I don't think I can afford you.

I'm not ready for a whole human,

complete with weaknesses...

- Who asked ya? Who made an offer?

- I did, but I take it back.

I'm neither ready nor able to be

responsible for anything these days.

Least of all an ingenuous nitwit.

That's why I'm sore. Disappointment.

- What does ingenuous mean? Smart?

- Dumb. Naive.

Oh, I had my own room

in the Village at sixteen!

What to do? To play potsy?

- Be scared for your own reasons.

- So you're a woman of wide experience?

Well, wide is another story.

Do you sleep with Mr America?

Larry? I told you, he's a dancer.

We're good friends and all that

but do you think I'm peculiar?

- Hey, are you?

- Am I what?

Queer.

(he sighs deeply)

Now you've gone too far.

- How long have you been on the wagon?

- A year.

Where you been, in jail?

Let's not get all worked up.

Have a cookie and calm down,

then you'd better go.

Go? Was that the wrong false move?

No, Jerry.

I've an ironclad rule. I wouldn't sleep with

Christopher Columbus on the first date.

You want me to be promiscuous?

Besides, this routine

you've been giving me,

you couldn't have planned it better

to be turned down.

You're testing, how do you like that?

You know who you're testing? Not me.

You wanna find out how you feel.

That's a make?

Why should I sleep with you?

A health cure?

I don't even know what's eating you.

You've my whole life story -

and you, no news at all.

The news is sparse but here it is.

I'd a job, house, marriage and a life.

They all went sour.

Now for the shining present.

I live in a cell costing $31 a month,

hall's full of garbage.

I awake gassed if I don't throw myself

off a bridge the night before.

- I can't afford 19.95 for a radio!

- Sh!

That 30 grand, you said that to show off?

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