2. Night on Earth
Uh, 6754.
Damn!
What's the matter? Oh, I left my phone book back in the suitcase with all my numbers in it. - I'm afraid we'll have to pull over- - Is it listed? - Listed? - Yes, it's a - it's a hotel I've called a million - Why, thank you. Thank you.
No problem. Just pass it back up when you're done. Are you okay without it up there?
Don't worry about it. Suite 216, please.
Carol. Victoria.
Yes. I, uh - I just spoke to him. Oh, he's going nuts as usual. Ricocheting off the walls.
I don't know what to do with him anymore. I sent him 10 actresses who were perf-Well... six of them were perfect. But he just keeps - he keeps wanting them younger and younger. Now he wants someone 18 with absolutely no experience... but the nerves of a paratrooper. He's not human. I think he's an android. Yeah.
- Listen. I'm gonna have to go over there with those tapes.. - I brought back from, uh - - # Gonna have a fine vacation # Carol, I - I, uh - I'm going - I - I'm supposed to have dinner with Peter and Shera tonight. - But - -# I've got to take my problems to the United Nations # Will you hold on a second, please? Miss.
- # I done called my congressman ## - Would you please, uh... just turn the music off? Sure, mom.
Thank you.
This is my day.
Okay.
Where were we?
Oh, yes. W-Will you call them and explain and tell them why I can't? Great.
Listen. Were there any messages for me?
Uh-huh.
Uh-huh.
Carol... did Mr. Kincade call? You're sure? Okay.
Okay.
Okay then. I will, um - I'll - I'll talk to you tomorrow. Great.
Bye-bye.
Is Mr. Kincade, like, your boyfriend?
Yes, he is.
At least I think he is.
Guys - Can't live with 'em, can't shoot 'em. Yeah.
You can say that again.
Oh, your phone book. Here. Thanks a lot.
Sure.
Boy, it sure gets dark fast in the winter, doesn't it? Driving at night doesn't seem to bother you. Why should it?
Oh, with me it's a big problem. I have night blindness.
Is that, like, something that happens when you get old? No.
No.
Actually, it isn't. Uh - It has nothing to do with age. I've had it all my life. Fuckin'-A, man. That's fucked. Oh, thank you.
Thank you.
You know, it really isn't any of my business, but you smoke too much. Okay, mom.
You're really happy driving this taxi, aren't you? Fuck yes.
I mean, yeah. It's a cool job. But, I mean, is that your whole goal in life? Driving taxicabs?
Is there somethin' wrong with that? No, no, no. I'm sorry. I - I - I really didn't mean that the way it sounded. Yeah, well, I'll tell you somethin'. I don't always want to be a cabdriver. - What do you really want to be?
- A mechanic.
A mechanic?
I practically know all there is to know about it. Both my brothers are mechanics.
They're older than me, but, you know, 'cause I'm, like, a girl, and I'm, like... still kind of young and all, I gotta kind of, like, work up to it, you know. What about marriage and a family? Definitely.
Definitely want a family.
Boys though. Lots of boys.
No girls?
Girls are nice too, I think.
Yeah.
Maybe some girls too.
But, you know, like, that stuff - that's all beside the point. The real problem is to find a good guy for the father. Tell me about it.
Well, I'm real particular, you know. And I'm also patient enough. I mean, at least I hope I am.
'Cause, you know - I don't know - maybe you gotta wait a while, you know... 'cause, like, maybe it's not so easy to find, like, the exact right guy, you know. Like, the one guy, you know?
No.
- Another mechanic maybe.
- Hell, I don't care what he does. As long as he loves me right.
With his soul.
You know, takes me for who I am.
I know what you mean.
Like Popeye says, "I am what I am." Right?
Yes. You certainly are.