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FRANK: You forgot I lived with Fat Dom? FRITZY: Yeah? FRANK: Who used to go take care of Fat Dom down there? Me. Cut his toenails, lived with 'em. FRITZY: Whattya think I'm crippled or something? FRANK: No, I'm just sayin', I was with Fat Dom. I used to go with Fat Dom. I used to sleep and had my own room there and everything. FRITZY: Yeah? FRANK: We used to watch television at night, cook in the morning, make my breakfast. FRITZY: Yeah? You wanna come down? I'll tell ya what, I'm expectin' this apartment I'm getting, ya' hear? 'Cause I made some arrangements, I'm tryin' to get it. FRANK: How many rooms? FRITZY: I don't know yet, they're gonna let me know. Alright. As soon as I'm all together, then you come down. I'll give you a little stanzine [Italian for small room], I'll give ya'. But I'll be in the master bedroom with my baby. And I'm locking the fuckin' door at night. Ah, I miss ya'. FRANK: I miss ya. FRITZY: At least I'll break your balls a little bit, I mean. What's doing? FRANK: Alright. FRITZY: Everything alright? FRANK: Yeah, everything's alright. FRITZY: How's my man's love life, alright? FRANK: So far there was no move this week. FRITZY: No, hah? FRANK: What's today, Wednesday? FRITZY: Yeah. FRANK: Today or tomorrow. FRITZY: Yeah, huh. FRANK: Yeah, they'll be a move FRITZY: Yeah, alright, that's...okay...he'll keep you out 'til six in the morning, that's the move. When I know, when I see you sleeping at 3 o'clock in the afternoon I'll know right away. FRANK: Four o'clock this morning, went to bed. FRITZY: Yeah. FRANK: Yeah. FRITZY: Uhh... FRANK: He's walking in the streets last night. And the dampness. He's crazy, whattya gonna do? FRITZY: Well, I'll tell you something. The fuckin' air is cleaner then than during the fuckin' day. FRANK: It's the worst time, they say. FRITZY: What? FRANK: The night air is no good. FRITZY: Well, in this city, I gotta disagree with ya'. FRANK: But I know what you mean, but the night air is no good. You're supposed to be in bed before 12 o'clock. Early to bed and early to rise. FRITZY: Yeah, but, you see, lemme tell you something, that used to be fine and that's true in what you're saying. But as far as breathing air and clean air, that's the hour to breathe it. FRANK: Yeah, it was damp. | | |
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