it any time. I feel so free … If I could feel like that in my life … I swear there are people who can live like that. I know there are. Who exist. Holy men. Visionaries, scholars, I know they exist.… I know they’re cloistered.… I know that it’s real. But I can’t get it up. I’m going to die like this. A shmuck.
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All of the stuff I’d like to do. I’ll never do it.
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What do you make of that?
(Long pause)
BOBBY : You really have a gun?
JOEY : What gun?
BOBBY : You said you have a pistol …
JOEY : I said that I have a pistol …?
BOBBY : You said you were going north …
JOEY : In my dream. In my dream … in my fantasy … you know …
BOBBY : Oh.
(Pause)
JOEY : In my imaginings.
BOBBY : Oh.
(Pause)
JOEY : I actually
have
a pistol. In my store.
BOBBY : You do?
JOEY : Behind the counter.
BOBBY : Mmm.
JOEY : For burglars. You worried I would shoot myself?
BOBBY : You said you would.
JOEY : I actually might. I think that sometimes.
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Don’t you?
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Bobby …?
BOBBY :
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Sometimes.
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JOEY : I knew you did.
(Pause)
I wouldn’t take the pistol from the store, though. And I’ll tell you why, because I think that just its presence, that you know it’s therediscourages them.
(Pause)
Let them go rob someplace else. Everything, everything, everything … it’s … I’ll tell you: It’s a mystery …
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Everything is a mystery, Bob … everything.
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I don’t know how things work. I can hang up a coat hook, people that I know can fix a stove.
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Anyone can change a tire—although Lucille bought a new Pontiac, she went to change the tire, the jack wouldn’t fit it.
BOBBY : Maybe she wasn’t putting it in right.
JOEY : She said that she was. I think they gave her the wrong size, they custom things today and you can’t change a fucking tire with the wrong size jack. People could die of something like that. Because everything is so far from us today. And we have no connection.
BOBBY : There are people who have a connection.
JOEY : Who? Who are they?… and there are lives, Bobby, where people never have a thought. Where all day it is like they aren’t there. Where they are a dream of their environment. Where their lives are a joy. Where questions are answered with ritual. Where life is short. We read them in the books.
BOBBY : … what books …?
JOEY : I don’t know what books … that’s what I’m saying … but there are things … there are things … there … there are ways to get there that exist. They …
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In rituals, I’m saying that you didn’t make up, but existed … they would cause you pain.
BOBBY : Who would?
JOEY : … they’d take you in a hut. You’d come out, you would be a man.
(Pause)
And, by God, that is what you would be.
(Pause)
BOBBY :
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I think I invent ceremonies, but I never keep them up. I know I should, I say if I forget this now, I’ll never keep it up, but I don’t.
JOEY : What? Like what?
BOBBY : Like anything.
JOEY : Like what?
BOBBY : Like prayer.
JOEY : You don’t keep up prayer?
BOBBY : No.
JOEY : What? Did you used to pray?
BOBBY : I’ve prayed.
(Pause)
JOEY : Judy and I joined a synagogue.
BOBBY : You did?
JOEY : Yeah.
BOBBY : Which one?
JOEY : It’s new.
BOBBY : Up by you?
JOEY : Yeah.
(Pause)
BOBBY : What do you do, you go there …
JOEY : … we just joined …
BOBBY : You did.
JOEY : Yeah.
(Pause)
BOBBY : Hey, you know?
JOEY : Yeah, I know.
BOBBY : What?
JOEY : I know.
BOBBY :
(Sigh)
Joey … Joey … Joey.
JOEY : Bushes are steel.
BOBBY : Bushes are steel. What else in the world would they be?
JOEY : That’s right.
BOBBY : And what’s the second manhole?
JOEY : It’s a ground rule double.
BOBBY : Take your base.
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D’you ever think that we would live to be this old?
JOEY : No.
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I never thought about it.
(Pause)
BOBBY : You think we’re getting old?
JOEY : Yeah.
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