IraMrs. Schmidt asked me to move out. That place next door to you, is that still empty?
Margo SperlingI don't know, Ira. I don't think I could take it. I mean you just never say anything, for God's sake. It's not fair, 'cause I have to keep up my side of the conversation and your side of the conversation. Yeah, that's it - you just never say anything, for God's sake. I want some feedback from you. I wanna... I wanna know what you think about things... and what you think about me.
IraJesus Christ, would it kill you if once in a while you wore a goddamn dress?
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Margo SperlingYou know what I had to go through to hassle up this dough? I laid off four ounces of pure red Colombian for $15 an ounce. I mean, it's disgusting. Some freak over on Pico thinks I'm Santa Claus, I swear to God. $15 an ounce... $15 an ounce. This grass was so great, I can't tell you. There was so much resin in it, it made your lips stick together.
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Margo SperlingI'm gonna' go down to the police station and get a private detective's license. If we teamed up, we'd be great together.
IraThat's just what this town has been waiting for. A broken-down old private eye with a bum leg and a hearing aid, and a fruitcake like you.
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Ira[to Lamar]You wanna know somethin', punk? You were born dumb and you're gonna die dumb.
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Margo Sperling[to Charles]This car is not only a toilet, but you are the attendant.
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IraListen, doll, let's get one thing straight. I'm a loner. I always have been a loner. I was a loner when I was a kid. I was a loner when I was married. Probably why we broke up. I'm by myself now because I like it that way. Nothing personal, but I don't like to talk about it. There's too damn much talk in the world as it is.
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[Ira's talking to Margo]
IraBack in the Forties, this town was crawlin' with dollies like you. Good-lookin' coquettes tryin' their damnedest to act tough as hell. I got news for you: they did it better back then. This town doesn't change - they just push the names around. Same dames... screwin' up their lives just the same way.
Margo SperlingYou gotta' go to the hospital, so they can find out what's wrong with you.
IraI know what's wrong with me. I got a perforated ulcer. It's starting to bleed again. They get me in the hospital, they'll want to operate.
Margo SperlingLet them. That's better than walking around like this.
IraI will not go through another goddamn operation.
Margo SperlingLay back down. There's nothing to be afraid of.
IraIt's my gut. It's my life. I won't let anybody call me a goddamn coward. I went through two operations last year on my gut. Two operations! Do you realize what it's like in a veterans' hospital... lying on your back for six months, with tubes and shit going every which way?
Ira[continues]Maybe I don't have much of a life right now, but it's better than that. But I'll be goddamned if I let those butchers open me up again. Never! I'll blow my brains out first...
Margo SperlingBrian Hemphill. He's this guy... he's really sort of a tuna. He just hangs around, you know. And, we used to have this thing going - kind of a... sexual interlude. Never really came to anything.
Margo Sperling[continues]Now, Brian and this friend of his, sometimes they give me money to schlep things up to this guy in Bakersfield.