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: Which way you headed? Marcy
: Downtown, SoHo. Paul Hackett
: Oh, nice... nice. A loft? Marcy
: Yeah, she's a sculptress. Lately she's been making these Plaster of Paris bagel and cream cheeses. Paul Hackett
: Really... Marcy
: She's tryin to sell 'em as paperweights. You wanna buy one? Paul Hackett
: Paperweights?... uh, yeah I would. How much are they? Marcy
: I don't know. Well, if you think you might be interested, her number is 243-3460. Paul Hackett
: 243-3460. Marcy
: Her name's Kiki Bridges. Paul Hackett
: Kiki Bridges, okay. Marcy
: Nice talkin' to ya. Paul Hackett
: Yeah, great talkin' to you.
: I was raped once. As a matter of fact it happened right here in this very room. I lived here once. He came in through there on the fire escape. He held a knife to my throat and said if I made a move, he'd cut my tongue out. He tied me to the bed... he took his time... six hours. Paul Hackett
: My god... Was he, uh... did they get this guy? Marcy
: No. Actually it was a boyfriend of mine. To tell you the truth, I slept through most of it. So... there you are.
: My husband was a movie freak. Actually, he was particularly obsessed with one movie, "The Wizard of Oz." He talked about it constantly. I thought it was cute at first. On our wedding night, I was a virgin. When we made love - you've seen the movie, haven't you? Paul Hackett
: "The Wizard of Oz"? Yeah. Marcy
: Well, whenever he - you know, when he came... Paul Hackett
: Yeah. Marcy
: ...he would scream out, "Surrender Dorothy!" That's all! Just "Surrender Dorothy!" Paul Hackett
: Wow. Marcy
: Instead of saying something normal like, "Oh, God," or something normal like that. I mean, it was pretty creepy! And I told him I thought so, but he just, he just couldn't stop, he just, he just couldn't stop, he just... couldn't stop.
: Boy, I'm sorry. I guess I've really been runnin' you through the mill tonight. Marcy
: It's okay, I'm used to it.
[after sampling one of Marcy's joints
] Paul Hackett
: What type of pot is this? Marcy
: Colombian. Paul Hackett
: That's a lie. Marcy
: What? Paul Hackett
: This isn't Colombian. I don't even think it's pot. Marcy
: That's what the guy who sold it to me said it was... Paul Hackett
: Well, the guy who sold it to you is a liar. So are you. Marcy
: Don't get upset, I just won't buy it from him anymore. Are you all right? Paul Hackett
: Where are those Plaster of Paris paperweights, anyway? I mean, that's what I came down here to see in the first place. Well, that's not entirely true, I came to see you, but where are the paperweights? That's what I wanna see now! Marcy
: What's the matter? Paul Hackett
: I said I wanna see a Plaster of Paris bagel and cream cheese paperweight, now cough it up. Marcy
: Right now? Paul Hackett
: Yes, right now! Marcy
: They're in Kiki's bedroom. Paul Hackett
: Then get 'em, cause as we sit here chatting, there are important papers flying rampant around my apartment cause I don't have ANYTHING to hold them down with.