Silk damn sheets.
Lock ourselves in the whole week,
drinking wine, taking baths, man,
see if they got those room service
steaks ... anything I want to do.
Remember when she wrote that?
Anything I want ...
RUDY
Yeah. Fuckin Christmas.
Nick grins. They stand there, shivering. Its freezing, but the
time they get outside is too precious to give up.
RUDY
All those pictures shes sent...
yknow ... you s
date: October 11, 1931.
Goes to the Victrola inside the cubicle. Cranks the turntable
up to speed. Puts the huge needle down on a spinning 78: we
hear the song crackling through the empty halls of the
hospital -- depression-era Muzak: Horace Heidt & His Musical
Knights "Keep Your Sunny Side Up"
The Nurse sharpens the last of a half-dozen pencils to needle-
points, sits down at his desk, and begin
silk shawl, a picture of Isadora
Duncan. Clearly, the arrangement is--
A SHRINE -- And it glows with the candles like some religious
altar.
We hear a womans voice in a North Carolina accent.
ANNIE (V.O.)
I believe in the Church of
Baseball.
(beat)
Ive tried all the major religions
and most of the minor ones--Ive
worshipped Buddha, Allah, Brahma,
Vishnu, Siva, trees, mushrooms,
and Isadora Duncan.
date, quiet
brownstone, we go inside to find...
??
INT. BROWNSTONE APARTMENT
... a miniature Las Vegas, complete with music, drinks,
tuxedoed dealers and croupiers: roulette, craps, Black
Jack. Wall to wall people. The fact that casino gambling
happens to be illegal in New York doesnt stop these
Connecticut slummers, hollow-cheek nightlifers, and junior
wiseguys from having a good time.
AT THE CA