Uptown Girls Page #6

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You don't know how to dry | without destroying the environment.

For every roll | of paper towels you waste,

a tree in the rain forest dies.

I'm gonna die of botulism

from the germs on that gunky | towel, you tree-Ioving hippie.

At least I don't prefer tofu | to normal hamburgers.

I'm not the one who's gonna get | mad cow disease and go nuts,

though you don't seem to have | a brain to fry in the first place.

Maybe not, but at least I'm not | holding the germ-infested towel.

Give me that plate.

No, sorry. | You might infect it.

Why don't you get your plastic | baggie and dig up some penicillin?

No! | - Come on.

Give me the plate! | - You want it?

How bad do you want it?

Get a broom.

You get a frickin' broom.

When you work for me, | you leave when I say you can leave.

For your information, | I do not work for you.

I am employed by your mother.

Yeah? | Take a look around.

Do you see her anywhere?

News flash... you're not gonna

unless you make an appointment | with her assistant

or hang around her bedroom door | at 3:00 in the morning.

In the meantime, | you're workin' for me.

Is that so?

News flash, Mussolini...

I quit!

Swinging door.

Are you all right, Miss Gunn? | - Just great.

Baby!

Baby, what are you doing outside | all by yourself?

How did you get locked out?

Mama's had a day.

I've lived here for 20 years. | How can you do this?

Aside from that...

This is a family building, | Miss Gunn.

I suggest you find somewhere | you'd be more welcome.

Like Los Angeles.

You will be allowed back | into your apartment

only so long as you are accompanied | by a management representative

and only long enough | to gather your belongings.

That is, those personal belongings | we don't insist on holding

as collateral for the rent | and utilities you owe.

You are otherwise barred | from the premises.

I know this is | a big change for you,

but it'll feel like home | in no time at all.

This is the bedroom... | my bedroom, of course...

but there's plenty | of drawer space if you need it.

I can't believe those creeps | would throw a destitute woman

into the street.

Chivalry is so dead.

This is the bathroom. | I hung up your towels for you.

I've been here | a thousand times.

You know the kitchen.

Julie and Holly come over | Thursdays for our weekly bake fest.

Mondays, Penny and Ethel come | so we can do yoga with Rajiiv

right here in the living room.

But this is going to be | a problem.

Ing, don't you think it's weird | that Neal hasn't called me?

No, but I think it's weird | that you're wearing his jacket.

I told you just bring | the essentials, Molly.

You can't keep all this stuff.

And he definitely has to go.

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