Parting Glances

- Where are you going? - I'm thirsty.

What are you doing?

I told you you'd never eat these.

Hey, some of these are returnable.

- Robert. - Michael.

- This long black line here is the Equator.

Very good.

Why are you taking all those sweaters?

- The rainy season, it's supposed to get chilly.

Want me to leave you one?

- No, no, you better a mackinaw and some antifreeze, though.

I'll call my dad in Wisconsin and have him send you

a snow blower.

The office is only paying for 100 kilos.

So when the shipper comes to pick this up,

you may have to pay extra.

I'll leave you the money. - Don't worry about it.

When I get 20 he owes you.

These are all mine?

What about this one?

Christmas three years ago?

- To me or from me? - How soon they forget.

My deadline looms, wish me luck.

Break a pencil.

Mine or yours? - Who knows?

Take it.

It's not gonna get that cold, Lana.

What's the matter?

- Douglas's stupid "Lost in Space" thing, what do you think?

He warned me it was S&M sci-fi porno,

but this is ridiculous.

- You're charging him double though, right?

It's not worth it.

Now he's got Stud Starfighter or whoever

submerged in liquid helium or some bullshit.

Doing things with Freon Ben Wa balls

and like radioactive dildos and, cover it up.

- Hm? - Cover it up.

No way, I can't edit that shit.

Weight it down.

It might come to life and attack us in our sleep.

- Hi. - Hello.

Hi, Daddy.

I wish you'd stop that, Chris.

Why?

'Cause I'm not your daddy.

That's okay.

When is Robert leaving?

- Tomorrow. - Oh.

- There you go. - Thank you very much.

Thank you.

You can't take it. - No, he can have it.

Oh he can?

Thank you very much.

Haven't seen you for a while.

I was just in here a couple days ago.

- I know, you bought "Magic Flute," Lear/Wunderlich?

Good memory.

So what are you up to tonight?

- Sorry? - You heard me.

Tonight?

Tonight I'm going to a dinner party,

then to a party party. - Sounds fun.

- It's a going away party, mostly old friends.

I understand.

- Your name's Joan? - No.

That's who's giving the party.

I'm Michael. - I'm Peter.

At long last, we meet.

How old are you? - 45.

I thought you were about 24. (laughs)

- 28. - You don't look it. (laughs)

Thanks.

I'll see you later.

Michael, don't forget this.

Oh, sorry, thanks.

- Giddy up, 'cause I wanna feed Nick by seven.

- You go ahead, I gotta finish packing.

Your packing's finished!

You're not gonna see Nick before you go?

That's right.

Do I look too foofy?

You look cute.

They got a lot of nerve dragging us

over for dinner on your last night.

Now, now.

You see 'em at work every day.

Here are the watering instructions.

When are you gonna call me?

When I get there.

- Like what time, so I'll know when to be home.

You're always home.

What, you have a bunch of dates lined up already?

- Would you be upset if I just donated those

to the Brooklyn Botanical Garden?

- You'll hear from me as soon as I can get through.

Phones over there probably don't work so well.

What are you doing?

It's not gonna rain.

Forget it, Bobby.

I'll be the one who gets stuck lugging it around all night.

Watch the suit!

Ooh, you look so foofy.

I knew you'd say that.

So where's Bob the bore?

- Still packing. - Mm-hmm.

- So what you doing? - MTV with Mozart.

Yipe, why the headphones?

Stupid ass neighbors.

You should hear their racket.

- Still out there? - Like animal noises,

prehistoric, the kind they don't even make anymore.

Is this a good one?

It's fabulous.

- It's fabulous? - Mm-hmm.

How much do I owe you?

Nothing.

- You're a fucking saint. - Fuck you.

Come on, already.

I've been glued for five hours

and I still haven't seen my video.

- Call 'em up, find out what time it's gonna be on.

That's no fun.

What do I get tonight?

- Boiled nettles, hogweed, assorted thistles.

Great, how about a nice, thick steak

and some greasy fries?

This is new.

What is it?

Scares the roaches away.

It's ultra high frequencies, it drives them insane.

- Does it work? - Yeah it works.

Wanna come over to Joan's tonight?

- Well I'm sure Robert will be simply crushed

if I didn't show up.

Should get out, get some exercise.

I exercised.

You did?

Yeah, three times.

Don't worry about it,

there's an eyeball virus I could catch.

Knocks out your peripheral vision.

What are you doing?

Have you used that knife lately?

- What? - Never mind.

Hey I want you to have my sunglasses.

Stop it.

Look, you got everything here.

Brit rock.

New York rock.

LA rock.

You finish your song?

Yeah.

Would you like to hear it? - Oh please.

Fox fuck piss kiss room shroom,

scream cream I'm gonna carry on.

- Love it. - Yeah?

I think the lyrics could use a little work.

A little.

Ooh.

You know this macro-psychotic diet is bullshit

and you know it and I know it.

Humor me.