London

Tell me when you're gonna come.

Are you coming? You're coming?

Yeah.

Hello.

Hey, bro, what's up?

I'm crashed out.

What are you doing?

What party? What are you talking about?

Are you fucking kidding me?

Are you fucking kidding me?

Where?

Fuck!

-Fuck! -

The number you have reached

has been disconnected. If you feel you--

No fucking way!

Where's the phone? Payphone.

Um, straight to the back, past the bathrooms, on the left.

Hey, Mallory.

Oh, hey, Syd, what's up?

You gonna go to Becca's thing tonight?

Um, yeah, you know, I was gonna go and say goodbye.

Why, you going?

Yeah, I think so. Thinking about it. Yeah.

So you still talk to London?

Yeah, you know, here and there.

-Why? -Oh, you know, I was just--

I was just a little surprised to hear she was moving.

So, she get a place out there? Is she staying with somebody or,

She didn't tell you where she was staying? Come on, Mal.

I mean I-- she said something

about moving in with her boyfriend or something,

but, I mean, that's pretty much all I know.

-Can I get you a drink? -Yeah.

Can I have a vodka? A large one.

-Naked, please. Uh-huh.

Excuse me. One second here.

Here you go.

Thanks. Hey, look, I didn't-- I didn't mean to be rude.

It's okay.

Oh, hey, Syd,

-I gotta go cash out, so... Yeah.

See you tonight. Yeah. Hey, listen,

listen, I'm gonna get a little bit of sniff,

so if you want some, just let me know.

-Oh, really? -Yeah.

How much is it?

Oh, no, don't worry about it. Come find me.

But obviously don't tell London. You know she hates that shit.

Yeah, like I'm gonna say something.

-All right, well, see you later. -Yeah, I'll see you.

Your name wouldn't happen to be Bateman, would it?

-Unfortunately, yes. -Hey.

Syd, nice to meet you, man.

Thank you so much for coming down here.

I know you don't deliver this far down.

I just had a shitty day, you know.

I have to clear my head out.

-No worries, mate. -So where do you wanna do this?

We don't want to go in the bathroom.

It's fucking horrendous in there.

I drove. You wanna use my car?

Your car? Why not?

So how is this shit? It's pretty good?

Can't say I've sampled any of this batch but,

considering the source, I imagine it to be pretty clean.

So is this like a uh, full-time gig for you?

A full-time job?

No, mate, I'm a banker.

Foreign exchange dealer, you know. Currency trader.

Currency trader? Euros, pounds, arbitrage, yeah.

Okay, so you're not a dealer.

Mate, I ain't a fucking dealer.

Strictly a buyer.

I was uptown, you were on my way. It's just a favor.

Gotcha. Well,

whatever it is, I really appreciate it, man.

Here we go.

So, a currency trader, huh?

How's the money in that, good?

Not if you get stuck on this shit, no.

Yeah, I know. God, what a stupid fucking drug.

Hey, so listen man, I don't know what you're doing after this

I don't know if you got plans or anything but,

a friend of mine is having

like a party two blocks from here, if you're interested.

No, thanks, mate, but I've had a shit day, believe me.

I just figured, you know, you came down this whole way.

It'll probably be pretty good.

What kind of party is it, exactly?

Actually, it's a...

It's a going-away party for uh,

for this girl, for my ex-chick.

But it'll be good, you know, free booze,

free food, hot chicks.

I really shouldn't. Thanks anyway.

I appreciate the offer.

Fuck it, Syd. I'm gonna go. Take it easy. Take it easy.

Why are you gonna go? Don't go. You just got here.

You walked all the way down here.

Why would you leave?

Because I've had a horrendous day and I'm--

decided not to go

because I don't want to meet a loft full of strangers.

-And, you enjoy yourself. -So, come in for five minutes.

-Get a drink. -No, man. You go, fuck it.

Bateman! What do you got that's better than this?

Girls, free booze, do a line.

Listen, I've just come out

of the most psychotic therapy session

I've had in fucking years.

Almost smacked some cunt for a taxi.

I really don't know if I'm ready for this shit.

All right, so just come in for five minutes.

You don't like it, you can leave.

One fucking drink, bro.

Mallory will be here.

-One drink? -One fucking drink.

-How you doing, man? -Evening.

-What is it, 5011? Thanks, man. -Yes.

-Hey, Maya. How you doing? -Hi, Syd. Good.

-It's been a while. -Yeah. How you doing?

I'm good. Bateman, this is Maya. Sorry.

-Maya, Bateman. -Nice to meet you.

How you been? What you been up to?

Uh, uh, in hell, man.

I fucked up on the SATs, I gotta retake them.

-That's it, you know? Just wanna -Right.

kill myself. Yeah.

Well, you know, if you want to get out of SAT mode,

I picked up a lot of--

-you know, so... -Are you dealing now?

Yes, I'm dealing. No, I'm not dealing.

I just, you know, got more than I need, so if you're--

-Just come find me. -All right, man, thanks. I might

-Did anybody--? -take you up on that.

Coming.

-Hello. -Hello.

-Hey, baby. -How are you?

I'm good. Hello, Syd, how are you?

-This, my darling, is for you. -You guys, shut up. Thank you.

You know you are the best. Nobody's here yet.

Grab a drink. Make yourself at home.

Hello? Syd and London.

Don't disrespect them

-in public. -In public.

Let's go upstairs.

Why? Who's upstairs?

Very bad. Catch me.

You're crazy.

-What is this? It's for you.

-For me? For me? -For you.

Oh, my God, Syd, I love it. Thank you.

I love you.

I love you.

Come on, "I-- I-- I love you too, London,"

uh, you fucker. You can say it. I'm not gonna tell anybody.

-London, don't. -Don't what? What am I doing?

-This. This. -What am I doing wrong?

Whatever this is, this need, this obsession to put

a verbal label on everything.

-It's not about words. -No, it is about words.

Because if we didn't have words, we'd be uh,

living in caves and still,

-fucking talking with our hands. -Stop. Stop, please.

We haven't come close to a fight.

If we can avoid that first fight

by theory, we'll never fight.

Okay? Please.

It's been so perfect till now. Don't do this.

It's been perfect for you. For you.

London.

Coming.

Wait a minute, someone's at the door.

-Hello. -Hi.

Wow, you look beautiful.

You look hot. Nice hat, nice boots.

Thanks.

-Hey. Hey, Becca.

-Rebecca. -Bateman. Friend of Syd's.

Nice to meet you. Nobody's here yet, guys.

So just come on in and make yourself at home.

Okay, you're not gonna believe who's just fucking shown up.

Great party, mate.

Oh, It'll be better. It'll be better.

Trust me. I promise you.

Okay, I've gotta go. Psst.

Please, tell me, you did not bring Syd here.

Oh, my God, I just rode up in the elevator with him.

-Why? He's not invited? -He's so not invited.

He's fucking touching my Buddha's head.

Hey, London, it's me. Give me a call as soon

as you get this, okay? Okay, bye.

Fuck it.