Jan 07, 2005 16:41
ANNIE: I just think we oughta call this relationship quits!
(Annie gets into the cab; Alvy leans over and closes the door.)
ALVY: That's fine. That's fine. That's great.
(He turns toward the camera as the cab drives away)
Well, I don't know what I did wrong. I mean, I can't believe this. Somewhere she cooled off to me!
(He walks up to an older woman walking down the street carrying groceries)
Is it something that I did?
WOMAN ON THE STREET: Never something you do. That's how people are. Love fades.
(She moves on down the street.)
ALVY: Love fades. God, that's a depressing thought. Have to ask you a question.
(He stops another passer-by,a man)
Don't go any further. Now, with your wife in bed, does she need some kind of artificial stimulation like marijuana?
MAN ON THE STREET: We use a large vibrating egg.
(He walks on.)
ALVY: (Continuing to walk) Large vibrating egg. Well, I ask a psychopath, I get that kind of an answer. Jesus, uh, here...
(He moves up the sidewalk to a young trendy-looking couple, arms wrapped around each other)
You-you look like a really happy couple. Are you?
YOUNG WOMAN: Yeah.
ALVY: Yeah! So ... so how do you account for it?
YOUNG WOMAN: I'm very shallow and empty and I have no ideas and nothing interesting to say.
YOUNG MAN: And I'm exactly the same way.
ALVY: I see. Well, that's very interesting. So you've managed to work out something, huh?
YOUNG MAN: Right.
YOUNG WOMAN: Yeah.
ALVY: Oh, well, thanks very much for talking to me.