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(JAZZY INSTRUMENTAL
MUSIC PLAYING)

What about
the sleeping pills?

I'm gonna be
at the beach for a while,
and I wanted a supply...

I'm sorry. I can't give you
a refill on seconal.

I would if I could.

Oh, I almost forgot this.

Excuse me.
Is Gregg in?

Gregg. Gregg Crawford.
He works for you.
Is he in?

I was supposed to
meet him last night
and he didn't show up.

I was wonderin'
where he is.
I'm sorry. I was here first.

Did he show up
for work today,
or what?

I'm really sorry,
Mrs. Rawlings.

Uh... You check
with your doctor
and have him call me.

And have a good weekend.

Yes, thank you.

I don't suppose it'll
come as a surprise

if I tell you
we caught him with his
hands in the cookie jar.

Oh, well, I... Gee, I'm...
I'm dumbfounded.

Mmm-hmm. I'm sure.

Anyhow, it's outta my hands.
Wait a minute. What... What
is that supposed to mean?

I mean, it's in the hands
of the law.

How could you do that?

People are beginning
to stare. Please.

Well, that's what happens
when you have guilt.

It feels like people
are starin' at you.

You know what?
They are staring at you.

Hello, Mrs. Rawlings.

I have your order
ready for you here.

Oh, good, thank you.
How are you today?

All right.
And yourself?
Fine.

That's that wine chiller
that you ordered.

(BOTTLE CLANKS)
I think you're
gonna like it.

Has this been
in here all day?

It's been there
for over two hours.

Think about taking
one of our classes?

TRISHA: Well,
I took the Cuisinart.

SHOPKEEPER:
I'll bet you don't have
the new ripple cut blades.

I have so many blades now,
I don't know
what to do with them.

Hello.

I... I saw you at Schwab's,
and it just dawned on me who
you are. Do you remember me?

I'm sure you do.

I'm sure I don't.

I did valet parking for you

for that big party
at the beach you had
a few months back.

Excuse me.
Uh, thank you.

I'll see you again. Bye.
I hope so.

Can I get you something,
young man?

No, I don't...
I don't see
anything I need.

Mrs. Rawlings?

Can I explain somethin'
to you?

Look,
the only reason I'm bein'
friendly to you is 'cause...

I felt like bein' friendly
after I remembered what you
did for me, that's all.

I thought about it a lot.
I mean, you were so mellow
that night. Really.

You weren't standoffish
like you are now.

I know what
you're thinkin'.

You're thinkin' I got
some chutzpah bein'
so nosy, right?

Well, all I wanna do is...

Is thank you for
comin' to my rescue
that night, that's all.

What is it I did
that meant
so much to you?

The dent.
It's still there.

That's... That's somethin'
you hardly ever see,

a dent in a
Mercedes-Benz, huh?
(SIGHS)

Not in Beverly Hills anyway.

There must be a law
or somethin'.

Now, do you remember me?
Dent? Me?

(SIGHS)

Your husband, he...
He accused me
of makin' that dent.

Then he accused me
of being stoned, too.

Which, I'll be honest,
I... I was, but...

So anyway, he...
He got me so paranoid,
I thought, Jesus,

maybe I did make
the damn dent

and didn't feel it
or somethin'.

I mean, these cars are
like bein' in a goddamn
cotton wad or somethin'.

So anyway, I...
I just wanna thank you
for comin' to bat for me.

(CHUCKLES)
I guess you felt
protective, huh?

But I did make the dent.

I... I know you
made the dent.

It's just that...
You could've laid
the blame on me.

I was stoned enough.
A lot of people would've.

That never occurred to me.

I know. That's what
knocked me out about you.

Uh, look, I think you've blown
this out of proportion a bit.

I wasn't worried about you.
I was just telling the truth.

I know you were
tellin' the truth,

but you were still
worried about me. Face it.

No. That's something
you've made up in your mind.

(SCOFFS) You know,
I wish I'd never
brought up the subject.

I could've gone on thinking
you did somethin' nice for me.

Look, uh... (STAMMERS)
Uh, what is your name?

Think of Sunset.
Strip.

Oh, I'm sorry.
You've caught me
on a bad day.

Well, that's okay. I...
I'll remember you the way I...
I remembered you that night.

I think about it a lot,
you know.

'Cause I dig
thinkin' about it.

But, um...

It's unlikely I'll stop
thinkin' about it

just 'cause of
what happened today.

Look, what do you
want from me?

Well, I could use a lift
to San Vicente.

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)
I'm sorry.
I'm going to the beach.

Oh. Maybe I'll see you
out there then.

My friends own a place
in the water like you.

(ENGINE IDLING)

Well, don't get arrested
for that dent, huh?

Take care.

So long.

(TIRES SCREECH)

Mrs. Rawlings! Hi.

I got somethin' for you.

Well, hi, there.

Um...
Think he remembers me?

I doubt it.

I'm sure he does. Oh!

Thank you.

Beautiful day
today, huh?
(SCOFFS)

I'm glad
I bumped into you.

Do you mind?
I was really enjoying
being alone.

Well, look. I...
I just want to...
I'd like to give you a gift,

and then I'll split,
all right?

I think you'll like it.

You came all the way out here
just to give me a gift?

Well, I... I came out here
to see some people I knew,

to help move
my friend Gregg.

Then I thought
if I saw you accidentally

or bumped into you,
I'd give you some reds.

So...
There you go.

(SIGHS) I'm really
not interested.

They're 100%
pharmaceutical.

I mean, you don't
have to worry about that.

Here.

(SIGHS)

You wanna hear
somethin' crazy?

I hated to think
of you tossin' and turnin'.
(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

Now, look, I'm only
giving you four,

because I don't like
to encourage pill-popping.

So here.

(SCOFFS)
I guess I feel protective
of you or somethin'.

Whatever happened
to valet parking?
Excuse me.

Wait a minute,
Miss Ultra-Frost.

You're the one who
wants the pills, not me.
(CHUCKLES)

How come
your hair's not wet?

Don't you like to swim?

That's a beautiful dress.
Are those mirrors?
(CHUCKLES)

Hell, those are mirrors.

Let go.

You know, if you
went swimming
once in a while,

you probably wouldn't
even need these pills.

Wait a minute!
I got a question for you.

Can you hear me?
I'll come up!

I can hear you.
What?

I can hear you!
What is it?

Shouldn't we
keep in touch?

I mean, if I was around,
you probably wouldn't
have to suffer

the humiliation
of gettin' these
things legal.

I was so embarrassed
for you at Schwab's.

I mean, who needs it?
I mean, really?

I don't need that many pills,
so you don't have to worry.

Yeah, but you need
your beauty sleep,
don't ya?

Okay, thanks.
Can I tell you somethin'?

Okay, one thing.
What is it?

All right.
Remember back there
when I said

that I'd hate to think
of you tossin' and turnin'?

Well, I lied.
I love to think of you
tossin' and turnin'.

Matter of fact...
Matter of fact,
sometimes I...

I can't stop myself
thinking of it.
(CHUCKLING)

It's like a confession,
all right?
I just thought I'd make it.

Hey, don't take it
the wrong way!
Don't worry. I won't.

Yes. What is it now?

Your dog.

Did you mean to leave
him out? 'Cause he's out.

Thank you.

(CLEARS THROAT)

(WHINES)

(SIGHS)

(SAW BUZZING)

(HAMMERING)

(SAW BUZZING CONTINUES)

(TELEPHONE RINGING)

(RINGING CONTINUES)

Mr. Rawlings?

I'll talk to you
in a minute, Bill.

(RINGING CONTINUES)

Hello.

You were sleeping?

Oh, it's...
What time is it?

Oh, it's early.
I'm sorry.

I was gonna call you,
to tell you I was out here.

Naomi told me.

Trish, I thought we were
going to see each other.

There's so much
we have to decide on.

You seem so... Withdrawn.
Like you're not there.

I'm not.

Look. I... I know
you're angry and hurt.

Don't leave this
all up to me, please.

You left
the marriage up to me.

I'm leaving
the divorce up to you.

I hope you have better luck.

I'm sorry you found out
about my affair with Stacie
the way you did.

Look, I should've
told you myself.
(SIGHS)

I... I kept meaning to.

Who's gonna tell Tim?

It would be easier on him
if it came from you.

But, uh, don't call him.

Wait till he comes home
next month.

Oh. Any way you tell him,
it's gonna hurt him,
no matter what.

Trish?

Trish?

I wish he would write.
Uh, make sure that Maria
forwards my mail.

I may stay for a while.

Trish. We've got to
talk about things.

Uh...

What about the pool filter?

What... What about it?

What do you
want me to do?

You decide.

All right.
I'll call you tomorrow.

Uh...
(CLEARS THROAT)

No, please don't.
I'm enjoying the quiet.

Okay? Bye.

(LINE CLICKS)

(SAW BUZZING)

(HANDSET SETTLES IN CRADLE)

(SOBBING)

(DOG WHIMPERS)

It's okay.

(CHUCKLES)
Come here.

It's okay.
(CLEARS THROAT)

(SIGHS DEEPLY)

(GROANS)

(DOG BARKING IN DISTANCE)

(MAN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY
ON RADIO)

RADIO ANNOUNCER: We can
expect light variable winds
this morning under low clouds.

Winds turning
southwesterly to 17...

Surfing conditions should be
moderate today...

Scamp. Come here.
Come on.

...from Hollywood Beach
all the way to Malibu Beach.
Come here.

Wave maximums are three feet
on a 12-second interval.

Good boy.
Good boy!

Air temperature is 82 degrees,
and sea temperature is...

Morning!
(ANNOUNCER CONTINUES
INDISTINCTLY)

Hope you had
a good night's sleep.

Just fine, thank you.

Can I borrow
a towel from you?

You don't have a towel?

Forget it. I'll just let
the sun dry me out.

It's better for you anyway.

(SMOOTH JAZZ ON RADIO)

Here, use this.

Thank you.
* She wants to know the reason

* Got to know the reason why
this man has got to go

I would've brought
my own towel, but, uh...

I was gonna get it
from my friend's house,
but guess what happened.

Don't you wanna know
what happened?

Okay, what?
They weren't there.
(CHUCKLES)

Last night, I had to sleep
on the beach with no blanket
or nothin'.

Some friends, huh?

Are you finished
with that chicken?

Yes.

Are you gonna give it to Scamp
or throw it away, or what?

Would you like some?

Oh, yes.
Thank you.

Hi, Scamp.

Is that wine?

Thank you.
Here, Scamp.

No, don't feed him.

No? Okay.
Sorry, Scamp.

* She wants to know

* Wants to know the reason

* Got to know the reason why

* This man has got to go

* This man is always leavin'

* How he hates
to say goodbye *

See, the thing is,
most of my friends
are undependable.

Except for Gregg,
and Gregg is
in jail now.

But I told you that.

I gotta get him out.

Do you, uh,
like to cook?

I like to read.

The only reason
I said it
is this chicken...

It's so well prepared.
What...

What do you do?
Do you... Do you
deep-fry it, or, um...

Do you broil it?

Do you wanna be alone?
If you wanna be alone,
I... I can take a hint.

Yes.

Geez, what a world.

Because my friends
are undependable,

I gotta put up with
this humiliation and hurt.

Look, take the chicken
and the wine, would you?

Look, I'm not that hungry,
even though I hate waste.

The only reason I came by
was to tell you,
since you're into pills,

I can get you any kind
of mood changers you want.

I am not into pills.

Well, maybe you should be.

I mean, you need somethin'
to mellow you out.
I mean, really.

You... You're so uptight.

Thanks for the chicken.

Have a nice day.

(INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC CONTINUES)

Did I leave my t-shirt here?

It's right over there.

Hi.

Excuse me.
Hey, can I talk to you?

No. Really,
it's an intrusion.

(SIGHS) I know.
I know I've been
an intrusion.

And I... And I...
I do apologize.
It's just that...

You know, my friends
weren't here...

(STAMMERS)
...and you can't imagine
what it's been like.

I mean, really.

Nice radio.

Well, look,
if your friends aren't here,
why don't you just go home?

My car broke down.
That's how come.

(COUGHS)

(SIGHS LOUDLY)
My car's about as dependable
as my friends are.

(COUGHING)

I think you should
put on a sweater.

Well, I'd like to, but...
But my backpack got swiped.
Do you believe that?

I'd like to get my hands
on the creep-geek
who stole it too. Shit.

Excuse my language.

It was just a backpack.

Just a backpack?

Look, what if someone
were to go into your home

and clean you out,
lock, stock and barrel?

How would you feel
about that?

Or perhaps it's different
in this case

because you... You...
You probably got,
uh, two homes, right?

I got one backpack.
I had one backpack.

Hey, but you know what?
(TELEPHONE RINGING)

Maybe whoever stole it
needed it more than I did.
That's a possibility.

(RINGING CONTINUES)

Did you ever think of that?

(RINGING CONTINUES)

(RINGING CONTINUES)

Strip. Strip!
Wait a minute.

I want you to drink this.

You might be
catching cold.

And here.
Put this on.

Tonight, why don't you sleep
in your car? You'll be warmer.

You can have
this blanket.

Hmm.

I wonder if
you have a fever.

Maybe I should sleep
inside tonight.

You know,
where it'd be warmer.

(CHUCKLES)

No.

(SCOFFS)

I should've known.

Just when I think
I should trust you.

Well, you know why
you don't trust me?

'Cause you're naturally
suspicious, that's why.

I never met a rich person
who wasn't.

I mean, like before.
I wasn't gonna take your radio
or do anything to you.

I mean, really.

I got my doubts
about you too, lady.

I tell you that.
I certainly do.

(TRISHA CLEARS THROAT)

Hi.

Are you a member
of the Automobile Club?

Do I look like I'm a member
of the Automobile Club?

(ENGINE CRANKS)

It's not even my car.
It's Gregg's.

I was gonna sell it
to help raise bail,

but now... Geez.
Who'd want it?

Look, I can call AAA,
and they can pick the
car up and fix it.

I'm sorry about
yesterday.

You're right.
I am suspicious.
Of everything.

You sure are.

Look, will you stop
following me?
No.

Well, what do you want?
(CHUCKLES)

I want you to come
and have lunch with me
while they fix your car.

No.
Come on.

Get in.

(ENGINE STARTS)

You talked me into it.

How old are you?

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

STRIP: What are you
having for lunch?

TRISHA: Salade Nicoise.

What's that?

Do you like it?

Mmm.

Is that tuna?
(CHUCKLES)

Yes, it's tuna.

Mmm, thank you.

You know your friend...
What's his name?

Gregg.
You must be worried
about him.

Yeah. Yes, I am.
Did you... Here.

Here's a picture of him.

Mmm. He looks
like he's nice.

Oh, yeah. He's the
smartest man I know.

Before, you said
you had to sell his car.

You see,
the judge set the bail
at 5,000 bucks.

It should only be 1,000.

Which means that they're
probably holding him
for questioning.

'Cause they figure, you know,
he... He knows something...
Which he does.

So what are you going to do?

Well, I need to get
a lawyer to get a writ
of habeas corpus.

The only problem is that
the only lawyer I know, I...

(CHUCKLES)
I think he's in trouble
with the law himself, so...

(CHUCKLES)
Is that who
you keep calling?

What about your friends
out here? Can't they help?

They're layin' low.
Some friends.

This is lovely.
I mean...

This is really great.

Thank you.

Thank you.

(SIGHS)

You're not Gregg's
partner, are you?

No. I know what
you're thinkin'. No. It...

Look, we're just
best friends.

And Gregg is into
the heavy-duty stuff,
I am not.

The only reason
I scored those reds was...

I was hopin' I could
open up a line
of communication with you,

which I...
I think I did.

(CLEARS THROAT)

(SIGHS)
I think we should go check
on your car, don't you?

I understand.

Could I make
another phone call?
Sure. Go ahead.

I'm... I'm sorry.
(CHUCKLES)

(SCAMP BARKING)

Hey, look at Scamp.

Looks like he went
swimmin' in a mud puddle.

Oh, no, not again!
(LAUGHS)

Oh, you little stinker.
Where have you been?

Where have you been?

TRISHA: Just look at you,
you little monkey.

Where is it that you go?

Can we get in the car now?
Is anything wrong?

Well, they, uh...
They just bailed Gregg out,
so I... I don't know.

Well, that's good,
isn't it?

(STAMMERING) No, something's
funny. Something's funny.
I gotta get back.

Stay. Wait a minute.
I'll be right there.

STRIP:
I wonder why this Santini guy
would wanna bail him out.

I'm sure it's cool though.

He just recently
got in tight with
these guys,

and they... They seemed
pretty impressed
with him, you know?

TRISHA: What guys?

Not organized criminals?

Well, I guess they're pretty
well organized, all right.

Oh, Strip.

These honchos are
hard to impress, too.

I mean, it's probably easier
gettin' into your group
than it is theirs.

Are you gonna be safe?

Are you worried?
Don't be.

'Cause, like,
me and Gregg, we...

We've been...
We've been on our own since,
like, 14 years old, and...

You know, I figure
the worst is over.

(MAN SINGING
POP BALLAD ON RADIO)

(SIGHS)

I been meanin'
to ask you somethin'.

How is your husband?

* The rain must fall

* But we can change
There's the station
up there.

* Our understanding

You know, I always feel
like I'm oversteppin' my
bounds with you or somethin'.

* So take a moment

Okay, Miss Fabulous,
thank you.

Thanks for the car and for,
um, the Salade Nicoise.

Hope I'll see you again.

And don't worry, okay?

(ENGINE STARTS)

Here you are.

Thank you.

(HORN HONKING)

(PHONE RINGING)

Hello.

NAOMI: Trish.
Hey, are you all right?

Uh, Naomi. Uh...
Yes, I'm just fine.

Look, can I call you back?
I'm right in the middle
of feeding the dog.

No, my sweet.
This is urgent.

I was lunching at Scandia,
and guess who I saw?

Stacie!
So?

So, guess who she
was having lunch with?

Oh, Naomi. Stu.
So what?

Oh, Trisha, would I call you
and torture you
with a thing like that?

No, she was lunching
with Dan Santini!

What is that
supposed to mean?

Well, it means...

Well, one thing, it means
she wasn't lunching with Stu.

And for another,
you know Dan's reputation,

and you know he's just
broken up with his mistress,
you knew that!

No, I...
I didn't know that.

Well... (CHUCKLES)
Of course you didn't.

You don't know anything that's
going on in this town, do you?

Where would you be
without me? Hey, Trish.

MAN: (ON RADIO) ...since
atmospheric conditions...

(CHUCKLES)
NAOMI: I thought you'd be
glad to hear all this.

Why do you seem so cut off?

(CHUCKLES) Naomi, let me
call you back. I'm really...

I'm busy right now and, uh...

I... I can't talk.
(R&B PLAYING ON RADIO)

But I'm okay. I don't want
you to worry. I'm fine.

All right?
I'll call you later?

Bye.
Bye-bye.

(VOLUME INCREASES)

MAN: Hey, Strip! I just heard
about Gregg. Man, I'm sorry.

(TELEPHONE RINGING)

(SIGHS)

(MAN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY
ON RADIO)

(DOOR CLOSES)

(CHAIN LATCHING)

(EXHALES)

STRIP: (SLURRING)
Hey, Miss Mercedes!

How about havin'
some of this wine, huh?

You don't have to worry about
a cork with this wine,
just your... Just your liver.

I found this dog
out on the beach.
He was lookin' for a home.

Oh, what did I do
to upset you now?

I don't like your
coming here drunk.

Oh, just 'cause I'm drinkin',
that means I'm drunk, huh?
Jesus.

You left your
address book here.
I tried to call you.

I know. That's why
I'm here. Uh...

I was worried about where
it was and everythin'.

May I use your ocean to

sober me up?

I don't care
what you do.

Well, you should.
Just don't come here
drunk anymore.

Let me have him.
Let me have him.

I mean it.
You really have
some nerve.

(MAN AND WOMAN SPEAKING
INDISTINCTLY ON TV)

WOMAN: I'll leave your
things right up here for you.

MAN: Good morning.
I brought your breakfast.

WOMAN:
Are you the new butler?

MAN: Don't you
remember last night?

WOMAN: Well... Well,
what happened to Godfrey?

MAN: I'm Godfrey.

WOMAN: You look so
different. What happened
to those nice whiskers?

Turn around.
Let me look at you.

(KNOCKING AT DOOR)
(BARKS)

(BARKING)
MAN: Thank you.
Will there be anything else?

WOMAN: Yes,
sit down and talk to me.

I like to talk in the morning
when your head is clear.

Especially if you've been
somewhere the night before.
(KNOCKING CONTINUES)

(TV CONTINUES INDISTINCTLY)
(BARKING)

WOMAN: No, because
if you're uncomfortable,
I get uncomfortable

and forget
what I have to say.

(BARKING CONTINUES)

MAN: If you insist.

But it doesn't seem
very good form for a butler.

(SIGHS)

My book?
My address book?

I told you, I don't want you
here when you're drinking.
My address book. You said...

I'm not drinking anymore.
I... I just wanted to...

I... I'm fine.

Can I have the...
The address book?

Okay, I have to get it.

You wait here, all right?

(TV DIALOGUE
CONTINUES INDISTINCTLY)

I'm... I'm sorry.

Strip?

What's wrong?

Come in. It's cold.
What's wrong?

They...

Gregg is dead.

They killed him.
Made it look
like he OD'd.

Bailed him out
and made it look
like he OD'd.

Oh, so...
(HUSHED VOICE) I'm sorry.

Look at your hair.
It's still wet.
Come on. Sit by the fire.

Sit down over here.

I'm sorry.

What a world, huh?

Yes, what a world. Come on.
Look, your shirt's all wet.

Come on, let's take it...

(SNIFFLING)

Here, let me have it.
(GRUNTS SOFTLY)

Come on. This one too.

Here.
Give me your shoes.

You see... They say
he got nervous.

He was gonna spill
what he knew about
the operation.

He wouldn't
have done it though.
I know that.

Are you cold?
Are you hungry?

I'm gonna get you a robe.

Why don't you take off
those wet clothes?

Here. Put this on.

Take off those
wet trunks.

(STAMMERING) You know?
I told him he was in
too tight with the high-ups,

but he wouldn't believe me.

He thought I was jealous.
Right?

Come on. Lie down.

Are you leaving me?

No. No, I'm just gonna
turn out the light.

Where are you?

I'm here. Okay.

Go to sleep, okay?

(SIGHS)

Go on. Go to sleep.

Don't leave me.
I won't.

Go to sleep.

Come on.
Please, don't leave me.

Please?
I won't.

Go to sleep.
I'll hold you.

(SEAGULLS SCREECHING)

(GRUNTS SOFTLY)
My arm.

(GROANS)

(SIGHS)

(CLEARS THROAT)

Hmm.

(MOANS)

Mmm.

(TRISHA MOANS)

Hi. Who is that?

Hi.
Scamp brought
him home.

And where did
you come from?

He must belong to someone.

Not necessarily.

What shall we call him?

I've been callin' him...
I've been tryin' out
some names.

He likes "Corky."
Corky! See?

Oh, he does.
He likes it.
(LAUGHS)

That's what we'll
call him. Corky.
Okay.

Let me see his foot.

Do you think this
is too tight?

It'll be fine.
It'll loosen up.

Will he be all right,
you think?
Mmm-hmm.

(SIGHS)
Will you be all right?

What would you like
for lunch?

Anything but
Salade Nicoise.

(LAUGHS)

Bring him with us.

What are you doing?

Are you writing
Gregg's family?
No.

I was... I was just...

I was gonna send this message
to whoever finds the bottle.

I do it all the time.

Do you think
that's weird?
No.

What does it say?

No, I...
I can't tell you that.

You know, I'm probably
known all over the world
and don't even know it.

Mmm.

I wanna talk some more
about you.

What do you
wanna know?
Everything.

Like what?
(KISSING)
Mmm.

Oh, like...
Well, who you are.

How you met Gregg.

Hitchhikin'.
(CHUCKLES)

You were both runaways?

I don't like that word,
"runaway."

Makes it sound like
someone's chasin' you.
Nobody was chasin' me.

My folks,
they could've found me,
if they cared.

I left plenty of clues.

I wasn't even
runnin' that hard,
so I mean, you know...

Why did you leave?

I don't wanna talk about it.

(BOTH MOAN)

Mmm. You should be
happy that I want to
know all about you.

And I do. Mmm.

(SIGHS)

When did you leave?
I mean, how long ago was it?

When?

September the 4th,
my 14th birthday.

Why?

Because they forgot
my 14th birthday, for one.

There were no birthday card,
candles, cake.

No "happy birthday."
Nothin', so...

But it wasn't just that
that ticked me off.

I... I was ticked off before,
when they forgot
my 13th birthday.

But, um...
I was gonna leave that year,

but I figured
I was too young.

So I made a promise
to myself.

I said, "Now, if they forget
next year, that's it. Finito.
You're... You're gone."

So.

They forgot?
Yeah.

And you left?

Mmm.
Mmm.

Well, it was just
what broke the camel's back,
I guess, you know?

I... It's not in my nature

to stay where I'm not
wanted, so I don't...

Oh.

I know
how you must've felt.

But don't be bitter. Okay?

Just facing facts.

And all these questions

that you're
askin' about me,

I have a feeling that they're
just your way of not facing
facts about yourself.

I mean, I'd... I'd like
to ask some questions
about your life.

(CHUCKLES)
How about it?

Well, don't.
Why not?

Because I don't
have the answers.

Sometimes I...

I feel like
it's all been a waste.

Now, don't you
go feelin' bitter.

(SIGHS)

Okay.

(MELLOW JAZZ
PLAYING ON STEREO)

(MUSIC CONTINUES)

That's some stereo
you got.

Come on.

I have something
I wanna tell you.

Mmm, Strip.

Trish, I wanna
tell you something.

Let's smoke some pot.

No.

I don't want you
doing drugs.
You hear?

Why not?

That scene is nowhere.
I don't want you
doing that.

Not even Sominex.

Okay. All right.
I won't.

(CHUCKLES)
What is it?

I love you.

I just thought
you should know.

Do you love me?

I know you do.

(CHUCKLES)

Just say it.

Strip.

You don't love me?

Oh, Strip...
(CHUCKLES)

(SCOFFS)

Am I not good enough
for you? Is that it?

Oh, no, Strip, no.
That's just not true.

I was good enough for you
this morning, wasn't I?

You loved me this morning,
didn't you?

Yes.
I love you in bed.

You just don't love me
out of bed.

Strip, wait.

(GASPS)

Oh, this is...
This is ridiculous.
Don't do this.

Oh, Strip, listen.

What...
You're fooling around
with something I feel here.

Look, when you're ready
to admit that you love me,

you can have me,
but not until.

(SCOFFS)

Strip.

(SIGHS)

What?

Look, if you're not ready
to commit to a meaningful
relationship with me,

one that could be
very beautiful,
could be very uplifting,

it's over.

Because I've had it
with cheap sex. I have.

(STAMMERS) It leaves me
feelin' cheap.

Not that I don't feel lucky
that someone of your type

wants to be...
Make it with someone
like me. I do.

I've been lucky
most of my life.
And, uh...

(SIGHS) You know,
I'll be honest with you.

Maybe I've never lucked out
to this extent before.

But I'd be willing
to blow it,

because I think there's
an important principle
at stake here.

(SIGHS)

I don't...
I don't know exactly
what, what it is.

I can't put my finger on it,
but, but I know it.

Can I, uh, tell you
something?

(SIGHS)

I've never had
cheap sex before.

I was sort of
looking forward to it.

(SIGHS) And you thought
that I would be the
perfect one to, uh...

To do this with.

(CHUCKLES)
Geez.

Strip, no, I didn't.

Oh, no, no, no.

(WHISPERS) Listen.

(SIGHS)

I don't even know
what the word "love"
means anymore.

I don't even know
what cheap sex is.

Oh, I do love you.
(EXHALES)

Oh, I do love you.

I do.

I was sure you did.
Mmm.

Thank you for the shirt.
I really like it.
(MUSIC PLAYING IN BACKGROUND)

I'm glad.
I love the way
you look in it.

Thanks.

What are you
thinking?
(SIGHS)

I'm thinking...
What?

That I wish we were
home together in bed.

That's exactly
what I'm thinking.

Were you?
Mmm-hmm.

(SIGHS)

I'm also thinking
how special you are.

Remarkable, really.

You are.
You don't know it,
but you are.

(CHUCKLES)

What else?
(LAUGHS)
(LAUGHS)

I'm wondering what
you're gonna do
with your life.

It's exciting. It is.

Well, I don't know.
I mean...

I guess I've been wondering
the same thing, but...

(WHISPERS)
Oh, Strip.

I wanna ask you something.

Okay, remember when I walked
into the cook store

and I asked you
did you remember me,
and you said, "No"?

(STUTTERS)
Didn't you remember me?

Yes, I remembered you.

Oh, I thought so.
Good.

You just didn't
want to admit it,
probably, right?

(CLEARS THROAT)

I just didn't
want to admit it.

I was thinking
of your old man.

What'd he do?
Discover the formula for
frozen yogurt or something?

(LAUGHS)
What?

He's in real estate.

Oh.

(PIGEONS COOING)

Well, you'll always have
a roof over your head, huh?
I suppose so.

See, I know
I got the ability.

If I just
put my mind to somethin',
I can do anything.

Well, you got any ideas?
I mean, maybe
you could help me.

You can do anything
you want.
You don't need me.

Don't even think that.

Okay?

I love you.

(CLOCK TICKING)

(EXHALES)
Are you getting tired of
me saying "I love you"?

'Cause if you are,
I don't have to
say it so much.

No, I want you
to say it.
You do?

Please say it.

Say it.

Mmm.

(TRISHA MOANS)

Give me some more kisses
on my neck.

Mmm.

Ow! (LAUGHS)
Oh, I'm sorry.

(GIGGLES) Oh, I'm sor...
Did I hurt you?

It's okay.
It's just my eye.
But don't...

Would you mind
taking it off though?

(SIGHS)

I don't like you
wearing it anyway.
Makes me think of him.

Can you help me?

This must've cost
a pretty penny, huh?

You'd think they'd think of
a better way of takin' it off.

All of these...
These little trinkets
mean somethin' special?

They did at one time.

I'm not talking about
the bracelet anymore.

Mmm.

(SOFTLY)
What's the matter?

Nothing.

It's just...

Are you jealous?

You got so many nice things,
you know.

Are you jealous
you don't have 'em?

No, I'm jealous
I can't give 'em to you.

Maybe I'm jealous
the other way too.
I don't know. Could be.

Don't be jealous.

Don't be jealous.
Mmm?

(GRUNTS)

(BOTH LAUGHING)

(SIGHS)
Do you know
how happy you make me?

Do you know that?

Do you know how happy
you make me?

(MOANS)

(INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER)
STRIP: Do you think
I'd make a good disc jockey?

TRISHA: I'm not sure there
could be such a thing.
(BOTH LAUGH)

RADIO ANNOUNCER:
There are no small craft
advisories...

One time I thought I'd
like to paint billboards,
like on Sunset Boulevard.

(MUSIC PLAYS ON RADIO)
They got billboards with
the rock stars and stuff.

Uh-oh.
Come here. Come here.
(BARKING)

(SNARLING)
(TRISHA LAUGHING)

Thought I'd make a good vet.
But I can't stand needles.

(LAUGHS) Well,
that makes it tough.
(CHUCKLES)

Mmm.

At least you wanted
to be something.

I've never even thought
of what I wanted to be.

Tell you one thing
though.

I am so tired
of just gettin' by.

(MUSIC CONTINUES ON RADIO)

That's what we all do
in one way or another.

We all do.

Well, I would like to get by
like you're gettin' by
any day, I'll tell you that.

(MUSIC PLAYING)
* Sometimes when we touch

So your husband's
into real estate, huh?

So am I.
Sand castles.
You interested?

* And I have to
close my eyes
Yes.

* And hide

Now, in a minute
a wave is gonna come up and
do away with this castle.

I know. That's why
I'm decorating it.

Typical.

* I wanna hold you
I want to get
a picture of it.

* Till the fear in me
subsides *

Come on. Get over there.
Oh, this is so beautiful.

This really looks pretty.
Come on, smile.

(MUSIC CONTINUES ON RADIO)

(SHUTTER CLICKS)

Get the dogs.
I wanna get a picture
of all of you together.

STRIP: Scamp! Corky!
Come here!

TRISHA: Corky,
get over here.

Come here. Come on.
Get over here.
Come here. Oh, yeah.

Come on, Scamp.
Smile.

(SHUTTER CLICKS)
Okay, let me
have the camera.

(GROANS)

All right,
you take a picture now.
Oh, no, I don't want to.

Oh, come on, Trish!
No. Come on.
No, I don't want to.

Come on. I want you
to go shopping for me.
Trish!

(SHUTTER CLICKS)
I got ya.

(MUTTERS)

(LAUGHS)
Come on.

Hey, this one's gonna be
a good one for me. Look.

Let me see.
Here, spray your feet.

Oh, this is.
This is real good.

Ooh, I love this.
You've got a great eye.

Maybe I should
be a photographer.
Maybe. Come on.

Listen, I've got the list
all made, so hurry.

Come on.
Come on, you guys.
(BARKING)

(SHUTTER CLICKS)

* I wanna hold you
till the fear in me
subsides *

No, I... Marie, I don't
want you driving out here.

It's silly to come
to the beach.

I'm keeping the house clean.
I promise.

No, you'd be proud of me.

Listen. How are things there?

Oh, did you forward
my mail?

Good. Anything from Tim?

Nothing?
NAOMI: Trisha?

Listen.
Somebody just came in.
Trisha?

No, no. No, no.
I have to go.

Trisha?
Okay. Adios.

(SIGHS)
Oh!

I am glad to see that
you are alive and well.

I've been calling
and calling.

I know, Naomi.
I haven't been answering.

Well, I know.

Hey, I just got worried.

Stu too.

He wanted to come out too,
but he didn't want
to upset you.

I wish both of you
would stop worrying,
really.

And you shouldn't have
taken the trouble to drive
all the way out here.

Oh, I had to come out anyway
to check on my house.

I, uh, should have
come out sooner.

Or I should have had you
check on that extra room
we're building on.

Oh, I wish we had used
redwood instead of cedar.

Cedar looks like
a huge, empty closet.

(CHUCKLES)

(LAUGHS)

Uh, Naomi, why don't
we go downstairs?

I would love it
if you would
fix me a drink.

Come on.

Is that a new dress?
Of course.

It looks great. When do you
think they're gonna have
your house done, anyway?

By the time they finish
my house, it will have
slipped into the ocean.

Yes, this one too,
I think.

(SIGHS)
What do you want?
Vodka or gin?

Both.

(CHUCKLES) Oh, Naomi,
you always give me a laugh.
That's good.

Before I forget, Peg made me
promise to beg you to come
to her new gallery opening.

She's been trying
to reach you, too.

We both agree
it would be good for you
to show your face,

and give everyone
a chance to see that
you're not falling apart.

You're not, are you?
Falling apart?

(SIGHS)
No, I'm not.

Good.

(CHUCKLES)
Well, what'll I tell Peg?

Oh, gosh,
I don't... Um...

Let me see how I feel,
but I don't think so.

Well, I can't say I blame you.
I'm not looking forward
to it myself.

Guess what her theme is.
I'll tell you.
You'll never guess.

She's got this photographer
who does huge
blowups of feet...

(LAUGHING) In all sizes,
shapes and forms.

Can you imagine?

She's calling the exhibit
"foot-ography."

(LAUGHING)

Do you think
that's a good idea?

Oh, gosh,
I don't know.

I don't think
it's a good idea.
I never like Peg's ideas.

Well, at least
she does something
with her ideas.

That's more
than I can say.

You should see Peg lately.
She is crazier than a loon.

I don't know if I could
face the gallery opening,
but I do miss Peg.

Aren't you having
one of these?
(CHUCKLES)

We all have ideas.

Sometimes the real talent
is knowing when not to do
anything with them.

You know how
she got the idea?
I can't imagine.

Her new gallery is
right next to a shoe store,

and, zap, the foot-ography
concept pops into her mind.

(BOTH LAUGHING)

I admire Peg though.
She's so self-sufficient.

I can never get you
to say anything bad
about anybody, can I?

(CLICKS TONGUE)
It is very comforting
to know

that when I have a bad idea
you will stand up for me, too.

You have many times,
haven't you?

Okay, kid. I will put it
on the calendar.

September 2nd.
Gallery opening.

(DOOR OPENS
AND CLOSES)
Hi.

Oh, thanks so much.
Listen, I'll take those.

Let me have them.

Oh, wait.
I have something for you.

(ITEMS RATTLING)

(DRAWER CLOSES)

Thank you.

No, thank you.

(DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES)

(CAR DOOR OPENS, CLOSES)

(ENGINE STARTS)
(TIRES SQUEAL)

(SIGHS)

Oh, God. Oh, Naomi.

I've done something
terrible.

Yes, I figured you had.

Oh, God.

Trisha, what on Earth
have you been up to?

How could I do
something like that?

(SIGHS)
(DRAWER RATTLES)

I've gotta go after him.
Will you come with me?

Please. Come on.
Go with me.

I'm right behind you, girl.
Oh, how could I do that?

Come on.
Oh, Naomi.
Oh, I shouldn't have.

NAOMI: Come on.

(UPBEAT INSTRUMENTAL
MUSIC PLAYING)

Here it is.

(SIREN WAILING)

(LOUD ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)

TRISHA: Excuse me.
I'm looking for
this Strip person.

* It was dark at midnight
I think he's
back up here.

* There was hardly any moon

* And no one really saw much

Um, excuse me.
* And no one
was really sure

The gentleman
over here said...

* Something didn't seem right
I don't know. I haven't
seen him in a while.

* Something seemed kinda queer

* A roar turned into whispers

* Everyone stood there

* As the sound split the night

* They ran
hiding from the light

* Like strangers in the night

(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)

* Well, I didn't
see no shotgun

* And I didn't see no knife
I think it's this way.
Come on.

(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)

(DISCO INSTRUMENTAL
MUSIC PLAYING)

(MUSIC CONTINUES)

Excuse me.
Do you know
this person...

(SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)

Excuse me. Do you know
this fellow on the right?

(MUSIC CONTINUES)

I know what
you're thinking.
I doubt it.

I was thinking how boring
shopping at Bonwit's
is gonna seem from now on.

(BOTH CHUCKLE)

You gonna be
all right?
Yes. Sure.

Do you need some company
at the house tonight?
I'd rather be alone. Thanks.

Besides, my wisecracks
wear a bit thin
after a while, don't they?

No.
I know.

WOMAN: (ON TV)
Well, why don't you say it?

I might just as well
have told you.

You would've read it
in the papers
tomorrow anyway.

Didn't save myself much,
did I?

MAN: (ON TV)
You don't owe me
an explanation.

WOMAN:
I didn't want it this way.

MAN: I'll bet you didn't.
(SIGHS)

WOMAN:
Johnny, don't you realize
you're in danger here?

MAN: That isn't
what worries me.

I came here
to do something.

But you fixed that too.

WOMAN: Johnny!
(TV CLICKS OFF)

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)
(DOGS BARKING)

(KNOCKING)
Who is it?

STRIP: Your delivery boy.

Strip.

I'm sorry.

I've looked
everywhere for you.
I'm so sorry.

Listen, I...
Please come in.

Look, I just came by
to get my address book,
and then I'm splittin'.

Corky! Corky.
(SNAPS FINGERS)

(SIGHS) Please forgive me.
Hey, look, look, I just
want my book. That's all.

It's upstairs
in my bedroom.

Oh, upstairs
in your bedroom, huh?
(SIGHS)

I'm s... I'm sorry.

Strip, come here.

Please come here.
Let's make up.

I don't like you
being so ashamed of me
in front of your friends.

Oh, God,
I'm not ashamed of you.

I'm just bothered
by how much older
I am than you.

(STAMMERS)
I couldn't deal with it
all of a sudden.

(CHUCKLES)

I want to deal with it.
I don't care
what people think.

Please.

Please, let's make up.

You are crazy about me,
aren't ya?

What if I were to
break your heart?

How would you feel
about that? Huh?

You already have.
Good.

Makes us even then,
huh?

I was so worried.

Where did you go?

There are a lot
of places I could go
without coming here.

Only,
who'd wanna be there?

(TRISHA CHUCKLES)

Oh, I missed you.
I missed you.

Don't ever go away
like that.

Mmm.

I've been thinking I want you
to go somewhere with me.

Where?
A party.

If it's one of them tux gigs,
count me out.

Mmm, I don't care
how you go.

You can go naked
for all I care.

If we're gonna shock them,
we might as well
go all the way.

Mmm.

Mmm.
Say it.

Go on. Say it.

I love you. I love you.

I love you, I love you,
I love you, I love you.

(BOTH MOANING)

(CHATTER AND LAUGHTER)
(POP MUSIC PLAYING
IN BACKGROUND)

WOMAN: I know what good
art is. Listen to Peg, okay?
Have I ever steered you wrong?

Are you okay?
Yeah.

Life is a risk, you know,
so if you're gonna risk it,
just jump right into it.

(PEG SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY)

What do you think?
Do you like it?
I'm not sure.

WOMAN: Oh, God!

MAN: Uh, Dr. Scholl, yes.
Art? No.

(CHUCKLES)
PEG: Hi! I'm so glad
you could come, dear.

I hope that you
like everything.

I have never seen
anything like this.
Interesting.

Let's go over here.
STU: Did you say
Trish was here?

I didn't see her.
Where is she?

PEG: Can I get you anything?

(PEG CONTINUES
SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)

(SIGHS) I don't like to
see you drink so much
at your age.

I'm not so young
as I used to be,

and this party's gonna
turn me gray overnight.

Hi, kids!
Oh, Naomi, hi.

Hi.
Hi.

Hello.

Oh, how radiant
you look.

(CHUCKLES)
I can't say I blame you
for wanting to find him.

We should've
looked harder,
you know.

Uh, are you having
a good time?

Of course you're not
having a good time.

Whoever does
at these things?
(CHUCKLES)

Excuse me. Would you mind
if I borrowed Trisha
for just one second?

Thank you.
I'll be right back.

Trish, if I were you,
I would take him around
and show him off.

I would just love
to see Stu's face.

Please.
He'll be back in your arms
where he belongs.

I know what
I'm talking about.

TRISHA: Oh, Naomi, I'm no good
at playing those games.
Then let me play them for you.

NAOMI: I am a master.

Is Stacie here?
Yes, she's over there.

Did they come together?
No, no, look.
She's with Dan Santini.

Trish!
Trish, how are you?

Oh, I'm so happy
to see you.
Peg.

Naomi, thank you for coming.
Oh, Peg, you've done it again.
What more can I say?

PEG: You have to see this one!
This one's really super!

WOMAN: Look around.
You're bound
to find something.

(SIGHS)
I'm sorry.

(CHUCKLES)

Do you still
love me?
Oh, yes.

Do you feel people
staring at us?
Yes, I do.

It doesn't bother you?

It doesn't seem to.
I thought it might,
but it doesn't.

Well, if they're staring
at us, it means they're
talking too, doesn't it?

Well, let them.
Mmm.

Are you sure
you're not just using me
to make him jealous?

Are you?

(EXHALES) Well,
maybe. I... Maybe.
I don't think so.

(SCOFFS)
You don't think so?

Well, I mean, it...
It's not my intention.
Not consciously.

(WOMAN LAUGHING)
I'm... No, I know...

Wait, uh...
Oh, Strip. (SIGHS)

(GUESTS CHATTERING)

I hope you realize
you've succeeded in
making fools of both of us,

if that was your plan.

You know it wasn't.

But I agree.
We are behaving
like fools.

Believe me, Trish,
you have my sympathy.
You know that.

Come on. You think
I'm a frustrated

middle-aged woman
with a crush
on a street kid.

Who may be in the business
of preying on rich women.

Yes, I think that's
a distinct possibility.

That's why I'm being
so sympathetic.

Well, you couldn't possibly
think that if you knew him
the way I do.

I don't pretend to know him,
but I know you,
and you're not your old self.

Thank God.
I was bored
with that person.

NAOMI: All right,
let me try another tactic.

None of your friends
will ever trust you again
with their teenage sons.

TRISHA: Oh, God,
you're probably right.

Or I could
put it another way.

It won't last.

That's something
no one ever said
about Stu and me.

(CLICKS TONGUE)

Tim will be returning.

How on Earth are you
going to explain Strip?
Have you thought of that?

(SIGHS)
Yes, all the time.

I don't know.
I'm not...

I'm not saying
it could last
with Strip.

I never thought
it would.

I wasn't ready
for it to end just yet,
that's all.

NAOMI: You've had
your desirability
reaffirmed.

Isn't that enough?

TRISHA: There was
more than that.

He has nothing, nobody.

I couldn't
turn him away.

He just lost
his best friend.
He seemed so needful.

I don't know.
Something about him
just touched me.

NAOMI:
But it's over now?

If he comes back,
you will tell him that?
(TRISHA SIGHS)

TRISHA: I think
he already knows that.

(EXHALES)

(WAVES ROARING)

(DOOR SLIDES OPEN, CLOSES)

You left
your door open.

I know I did.

How come you ran away
from the party like that?

What was wrong?
Don't.

Was it seeing Stu
that upset you so much?

Maybe.

It could be
some other things too.

Like I was worried
that I wasn't good enough
for your crowd,

that they'd look down
their nose at me.

Which I was right,
they did.

And then I saw Dan Santini,
and I couldn't take it.

What does Dan Santini
have to do with anything?

Oh, come on, Trish.
He's a big honcho
with the mob.

Gregg used to call him
Mr. Main Event.

And I'll tell you something

I know it was him
who done Gregg in.
I could feel it in my gut.

Did I... Did I leave a picture
of me and Gregg here?

I was thinking maybe
I'd give it to his folks.
I don't know though.

Maybe it'd
make 'em feel bad.
What do you think?

Oh, I think it...

I think they might
feel bad for the moment,
but...

Later I think
they'd be glad to have it.

Don't you think
you oughta go see them?

I mean, there must be
something we can do.
I don't know.

(WHIMPERS)
How's his leg?

He's fine.
Just leave this off.

We're talking about
everything except us. Why?

Look, I don't want
to hurt you,

but there is no "us"
anymore.

I've been tryin' to think
of a way to tell you,

but there's really
no better way than just
to tell you flat out.

I'm splittin'.

(CHUCKLES)
I mean, let's face facts.

It wouldn't have
worked out. Right?

I mean, no way.

You were out of my reach
right from the start.

I mean,
who was I kiddin'? Huh?

I mean,
let's face facts.

And pretty soon,
you'll be old enough
to be my grandmother.

I mean, nothin' ever
works out anyway, right?

So what's the point
anyway, huh?

That's why I'm leavin'.

Where will you go?

I don't know. I was...
I was considerin' Vegas.

Yeah, there's
a lot of bread
to be made in Vegas.

And I'm not
just talking tips.
I'm talking big bucks.

That's if you get hooked up
with the right operation.

There's no telling.
A person could get rich
real quick there.

I always wanted to
get rich real quick.

Oh, then I met this lady
at a disco.

This real rich lady,
and she asked me if I'd go
to Saint-Tropez with her.

Is that how
you pronounce it?
Saint-Tropez?

Where is that?

Yeah, she didn't
know either.

What did you tell her?

Well, I told her...

I'd have to know where it was
before I could just pick up
and leave town like that.

Then I got offered
a movie... A porno.

But I'll probably stick
with Vegas, you know.
It's a better bet.

Why are you lookin'
at me like that?

(ROD CLATTERS)

These things you're saying...
You must be in pain yourself
to want to hurt me so much.

(TELEPHONE RINGING)

(RINGING CONTINUES)
Hey, wait a minute.
Don't answer that.

(RINGING CONTINUES)

Hello?

STU: Trish?
What is it, Stu?

TRISHA: Look, I know
you're upset about what
happened. I'm sorry.

I'm upset, too.

I was thinking...

What about
my driving out tonight?

I felt strange seeing you
at the gallery. I felt bad.

Yeah, so did I.

Can I come out?
No, not tonight. No.

Is he there?

That's it, isn't it?

What's got into you?

I couldn't believe my eyes.
I mean, everyone's talking.

How old is he anyway?

About Stacie's age, I'd say.

(SIGHS) Okay.

So we've both
gone off the deep end.
But it's worse for you.

For me, a woman.
That's what you mean.

Look, I can't talk
to you tonight.
Let's talk tomorrow.

(SIGHS) Okay. Okay.

(EXHALES)

Strip?

Strip!

Strip!

Strip!

(SOFTLY) Strip...

(WHIMPERS)
Shh.

(BARKS QUIETLY)

(CLEARS THROAT)

(BARKING)

(LAUGHS)

(POPS)

(LAUGHING)

REPORTER: (OVER RADIO)
Traffic is very light
this Labor Day.

Looks like those who are going
out of town for the holiday
have already gone.

Flying back to the valley from
Malibu, we can see the Ventura
Freeway ahead of us now.

It's light and moving well.
No problems that we know of
throughout the freeway system.

This is Pamela McGinnis,
Skywatch clear.

(JAZZY INSTRUMENTAL
MUSIC PLAYING)

(BELL DINGS)

(INAUDIBLE)

(HORN HONKING)

Come on.

Strip?

I see you, uh...

You still don't belong
to the auto club.
(LAUGHS)

How come you tracked me
down here? Didn't you
think I'd be in Vegas?

No.
No?

I knew you'd be here.

I knew you'd want to
see Gregg's parents.

You left clues.

(CLEARS THROAT)
Here.

(LAUGHS)
And, um, here.

Go on. Open it.

(CORK POPS)
Go on.

(SIGHS)

Happy birthday.

You remembered.

(LIGHT POP BALLAD PLAYING)

* Though our love

* Is like a winding road

* Of uncertainty

* I long to trust your smile

* And all the ways you feel

* Touching me

* Moment

* By moment

* Our lifetime

* Goes on

* Till one day

* Our somedays

* Are gone

* Look at us

* Two drifters with a dream

* Scared to see it through

* But we're so happy now

* It might be beautiful

* If we do

* Moment

* By moment

* The choices

* We make

* Depend on

* The chances

* We take

* Ohh

* For moment

* Moment by moment

* Our lifetime

* Goes on

* Till one day

* Our somedays

* Are gone

* For moment

* Moment by moment

* The choices

* We make

* Depend on

* The chances

* We take

* Oh, moment

* Moment by moment

* Our lifetime

* Goes on

* Till one day

* Our somedays

* Are gone