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BoY: For those of you out there less experienced than me...
let me tell you something about girls.
They're basically gross.
See, this is pretty much black-and-white...
from where I'm standing.
Used to be, back in the day...
maybe fiirst or second grade...
popular wisdom was they gave you cooties.
Cooties?
She touched me! Cooties!
Don't touch me!
Cooties! He has cooties!
We didn't know what cooties were exactly.
But the general feeling was, if a girl touched you...
some very, very bad things were gonna happen.
( girls scream )
How right we were.
( retching )
This is me now.
I've been in love for two-and-a-half weeks...
and it's a pain I wouldn't wish on my worst enemies.
( sobbing )
I'm not going to dress this up pretty.
just about everything I know about women...
love, and the birds and the frickin'bees...
I've learned in the past
two-and-a-half weeks.
But, when you're ten years old...
( wailing ): Rosemary...!
...two-and-a-half weeks can be a lifetime.
( pop )
( continues )
( song ends )
BoY: okay, here's the deal.
If you came to hear some great New York love story...
keep walkin;
You want a real love story?
I'll tell you a real one.
My parents. Camp Annawanna. Catskill Mountains, 1 984.
My father was 1 9, and a star sports counselor.
My mom was a CIT.
People say she reminded them of Sissy Spacek.
What happened under that harvest moon that summer...
that's the stuff oflegend.
In my family, it's what we like to refer to as
ancient history.
These days, my dad's
sleeping on the couch.
Due to this unusual quirk
in the New York State divorce code...
Neither one of my parents could move out of our apartment
until their settlement is signed, sealed and delivered.
Needless to say, it doesn't make for
the greatest living environment.
Did you drink my Pepsi?
It was my Pepsi.
It had my name on it.
Especially since my mom's
- ( phone rings ) - recently decided to start dating again.
Hello.
MAN: Leslie.
Is there anYThing worse
than being mistaken for your mother?
No, this is Gabe.
Hey, sorry, big guy.
You two sound so much alike.
Is your mom around? This is Ronny.
LESLI E: Uh, I've got it, honey. You can hang up.
Now that's a real love story.
This much I know fiirsthand- love ends.
You want proof?.
Check out my parents' refrigerator.
( crying )
Why did I ever have to discover
this ridiculous pain inside of me?
Because two and a half weeks ago...
before all this love nonsense-
and I'm notjust saying this either-
now, before all this, I was happy.
( sobbing ): No!
Truly happy.
- ( playing dixieland ) - I'm serious.
My life was fiilled with song...
and sport...
and constant adventure.
( tires squealing on video game )
oh, Rosemary.
Rosemary, Rosemary, Rosemary.
Why did you ever have to come into my life?
Who am I kidding?
She's been in my life for as long as I can remember.
For one little stretch there, during kindergarten...
( children laughing )
...you might even say we were friends.
What are you kids doing under there?
That was before fiirst grade...
and the Iron Curtain came down.
Girls on one side...
boys on the other.
oh, she was still there, of course.
I have the class pictures to prove it.
I just didn't see her.
I lived in a world of men.
So, who wants to go to Duane Reade?
Man, I am not helping you steal Kit-Kats again, Max.
MAN: Whoa, whoa, whoa! Watch it!
But you got no trouble eating
the candy I provide for ya, do ya?
I'm not doin' look-out. I'm sorry, guys.
Hey, guys, it's 5:00. I gotta roll.
I thought we were gonna shoot some 21 ?
No, I'm meeting my dad for football practice.
See you guys later.
MAX: The two of you are so nuts, man.
See, my father and I have this sort of plan.
- I'm gonna be the Tiger Woods of the placekicking world. - Nice! Nice!
- Yeah! - And he's gonna be my Earl.
See what I'm saying.
If you dedicate yourself to one goal...
and one goal only, at a ridiculously young age...
history has taught us we can achieve anything, champ.
Get back there.
one, two, three, four...
You see, before Rosemary Telesco...
- Nice and easy. - I had a very fulfiilling life.
Nice.
oh, how'd it get so late?
Your mother's going to have dinner waiting for you.
What do you say we stop by Patsy's
and get a couple of slices?
Can I take karate?
Karate?
It's a martial art.
What does karate have to do with placekicking?
I don't know. It can't hurt.
Well, how much is it?
I can?
If it doesn't cost me an arm and a leg.
It might help your flexibility- sure.
Mistake number one was ever taking
that godforsaken class.
TEACHER: Karate is not about strength.
It's about skill. It's about focus.
( door opens, bell dings )
It's an art of determination.
When she showed up that fiirst day...
Sorry, my tap class ran late.
I was actually kind of glad, you know?
A familiar face and all that.
I didn't know anybody else
in the class.
If you can master the art of karate...
you can master anything.
Come on. Hai.!
( teacher shouts instruction, class shouts response )
You're each going to progress through this course
at your own pace.
Those of you who pass the test to get your yellow belts...
will be given yellow.
Those who pass red, red.
It's about finding your personal best.
Come on! Hai.!
I want you to pair up.
Everyone gets a sparring partner.
oh, the painful dance of pairing up.
20 seconds of pure torture.
Now, I didn't want a girl for a sparring partner.
Would you?
Hey. Hey.
( groans quietly )
okay...
Ki-yah!
Let me tell you something about Rosemary Telesco.
Rosemary wasn't the prettiest girl in our class.
That was Madison Shaw.
And she wasn't the second prettiest, either.
That was Vanessa Muir.
No, Rosemary was third.
But boy, could that girl do karate.
Ki-yah!
BoY ( in distance ): Ki-yah!
TEACHER: Keep it tight.
Don't get the wrong idea.
We weren't really friends.
We werejust karate friends.
Back at school, nothing changed, of course.
As far as the rest of the world
was concerned, the real world...
that Iron Curtain was still solid.
But, when we put on those white robes...
we could see past our many differences
and fiight like equals.
Ki-yah!
There was just one tiny problem.
I pretty much sucked at karate.
Ki-yah!
We all congratulate Rosemary Telesco
on being the first in the class
to earn her yellow belt.
Thank you very much.
( speaking Japanese )
( repeating Japanese phrase )
Talk about an assault to everything
I knew about the world.
RoSEMARY: Girls mature faster than boys.
That's completely made up.
Boys are so much more mature than girls.
This isn't a matter of opinion, Gabe.
There were studies.
Girls speak first, they walk first.
I see it in my little sister's class.
The boys her age all seem retarded.
There's absolutely no reason I shouldn't be able
to get my yellow belt in just a week.
You don't take it seriously.
I take it seriously.
You're not focused.
You think you're this natural.
You don't practice.
I practice.
When? All the time.
You should practice with me.
You'd get better.
Fine. Let's practice.
Name the time.
I don't care. This afternoon.
- Fine. - Great.
oh, I forgot.
I have this one errand.
I'm supposed to be this flower girl
in a couple of weeks.
And I have this fitting.
But, it's going to be, like, five minutes.
I promise.
GABE: Classic female move.
The bait-and-switch.
My mother's tricked me
into many a shoe store with that one.
Is there anYThing worse than dress shopping?
I'm serious.
I would rather have my toenails peeled off...
one by one, with pliers...
than spend fiive minutes in a dress store.
Boo.
( heart beating gradually faster )
okay, what's going on here?
What the heck is this?
oh, my God.
What's this feeling in the pit of my stomach?
Who is this... this...
amazing creature before me?
What do you think?
You are going to be the prettiest flower girl there.
I'm definitely going to be the oldest one.
( squeaking ): Who...
( clears throat ) Um, who's getting married?
My mom's sister.
oh, cool.
It's kind of weird...
'cause she's, like, seven months pregnant.
In that one moment...
Rosemary Telesco leaped past Vanessa Muir...
past Madison Shaw.
I look at Rosemary andjust felt so, um, confused.
She's a girl.
I'm supposed to despise girls...
not feel nervous talking to one.
Not be all tongue-tied.
I mean, this was Rosemary Telesco.
I knew her since kindergarten.
Whoa!
Just...just a little rock.
I mean, it's gonna to be fine.
I'm just gonna... grab my scooter...
I'm really cool. Honestly.
As she took me to practice karate at her place...
one thing became clear.
Rosemary went to PS 87
because her parents believed in public education.
See, believing in public education
wasn't really a luxury my family could afford.
( horse neighs )
Don't go to Taos... not without me.
Mr. and Mrs. Telesco, her parents.
They, liked, starred in this soap opera, Santa Fe...
that's on, like, every day.
So you know they had a few bucks.
oh, look at that.
You see that?
I knew your folks were going to keep 'em together.
Didn't I say it?
Let's go practice in my bedroom.
okay.
WoMAN ( on TV): What do you think I'm going to say?
oh, come on.
He is no good for you!
Get back in the truck!
Ifkarate's all about focus...
Good one.
...my focus was all over that pink room.
I mean, there I was...
Ki-yah!
...in the inner sanctum, alone with her.
Ki-yah!
Smelling her smell.
( sniffs )
What is that, strawberry?
So what made you take karate?
Uh, made me?!
Daryl Kitzens.
Daryl Kitzens made you take karate?
Yeah, have you seen the guy?
He's insane.
Daryl Kitzens is without a doubt
the scariest kid in the Upper West Side.
- Ugh! - He's a fiifth grader...
but he's supposed to be in seventh.
He is a giant.
Held back two grades out ofhis fiirst fiive.
At the rate he's going, he'll graduate
from high school at the age 2 7.
And he'll have terrorized an entire generation
of Upper West Siders.
( grunts )
Are you afraid he's going to beat you up?
No, no, no, no. of course not.
I just, you know, want to be ready
when that day comes, you know.
Who was I kidding? I was petrified.
Kitzens hangs out a lot in front of the subway station
on 7 2nd & Broadway.
I haven't walked past that corner since october.
Well, we should practice more.
Yeah, sure. Let's go.
We need to start working on those maneuvers he taught us.
Well, I kind of meant some other time.
It's getting kind of late.
( laughs ): oh.
Yeah, that sounds great.
Uh, it's getting kind of late anyway, so...
Yeah.
How could I have said that?
okay,just shake it off.
Keep it together.
( thud )
Are you okay?
That's the, uh, the-the door.
Look at her.
Living this perfect life up here.
With a view of the park and everything.
Yet, she's so humble.
Suddenly...
Rosemary's whole world seemed very attractive to me.
Her parents, with all their success...
the nanny who's been with her since she was born...
and the adopted three-year-old sister...
rescued from an orphanage in Beijing.
And me.
My family's on a one-way ticket to TheJerry Springer Show.
- Hi. - Hi.
Um, is Leslie around?
Uh, yeah.
ADAM: Les, your date's here!
She's coming. I'm her...
( clears throat ): ...husband.
( banging and blurping on video game )
only 20 more minutes of video, okay, hon?
Bedtime soon.
All right.
Good night.
( Adam clears throat )
( soft chuckle )
Adam, Ronny. Ronny, Adam.
- You guys met? - Yeah, yeah, we met. At the door.
- ( mutters ) - okay, good. Shall we, uh... Let's...
GABE: See this divorce thing...
You guys have fun. Thank you.
okay.
...it's a very difficult situation for everyone.
This isn't anybody's fault, you know.
It's not anybody's fault.
It's just that your father and I
are a lot more different than we thought.
They'rejust very different people.
( crying )
Even though I was just nine and a half...
I totally took it like a man.
Now, I'm not saying I'm some latch-key kid.
I mean, I don't want to make it seem
like my parents are irresponsible, either.
But, for a year now...
I've been able to roam the city.
Well, okay...
not really the city- nine square blocks.
The planetarium to the north...
Riverside Park to the west...
Central Park to the east and 7 2nd Street to the south.
( alternative )
In those blocks, I own this town.
( continues )
Rosemary lived on 8 1 st Street
near the park, a few yards north of my territory.
When I started,you know...
casually riding past her building...
I was heading into some uncharted waters.
( continues )
It was summer break.
our next karate class wasn't for three days.
Do you know how many Telescos there are
in the Manhattan phone book? Two.
- ( phone ringing ) - Telesco's.
one's a butcher shop
down in the Village.
Rosemary?
Nah, there's no Rosemary here.
And trust me...
( buzzing ): This is Frank.
...the other was not her, either.
Hi. Is, uh, R-Rosemary there?
You're the kid that called a half an hour ago.
What was I to do...
except loiter and hope.
Uh-oh, her doorman's looking at me.
oh, my God, there she is.
I didn't have a contingency plan for if
I actually saw her.
just go up to her.
Go, go. Say hi to her.
( song ends with needle scratching )
She looked so busy. I-I'll talk to her another day.
Coward. You fool. How could you be so weak?
I-I'm not weak. I'm only human.
What was I going to say? I was in the neighborhood?
That's pathetic.
No,you're weak, and you're pathetic...
and you're going to be alone your entire life.
Who cares?
I'd rather be alone than endure this misery and torment.
Whoa! ooh!
Hey, watch it, child!
Gabe?
oh, uh, hi.
How's-How's it going?
( stammering ): I was just, you know...
in the neighborhood.
Don't you live in the neighborhood?
Well, 73rd & West End.
I-I guess it sort of depends on how the neighborhood is defined.
Mm-hmm.
Can I sound like anymore of a loser?
So, um, what are you guys up to?
Well, my sister's got a birthday party in the park.
I'm just bringing my book.
Want to come?
Uh, come?
Uh, sure.
( kids laughing, talking happily )
MAN: Yeah, run.
Sorry you came?
Not yet.
Bubbles.
Bubbles, yeah.
Look... Look, there's my point.
Those two kids are the same age- she's...
like, talking, using her hands, telling stories...
and he's drooling over a cupcake.
They're not the same age.
How much you want to bet?
A buck says he's six months younger than her.
Buy me an ice cream?
No, you're buying me one.
Excuse me?
Uh-huh.
Is that your son?
Yeah.
How old is he?
He's two and a half.
And that little girl...
do you know how old she is?
She's three months younger.
That proves nothing.
Man, look at her.
Have you ever seen anyone more beautiful?
So smart, too.
She's just my type.
Wow.
I didn't even know I had a type.
Now if I could only shake the nanny...
we'd be in business.
So, um, should we get that ice cream now?
Now?
Well I mean, sure, if-if you want one.
Birdie, can we go get an ice cream?
Yep. Hurry back now.
Uh, no, thanks.
Unfortunately, this one's on me.
( chuckles )
My fiirst date.
The big spender.
Haagen-Dazs all the way, baby.
So, how come I have nothing to say to her?
Why isn't she looking at me?
Am I that hideous?
Do I smell?
You, um, come here often?
Central Park?
Um, yeah.
What kind of question is that?
I hate myself.
I live across the street, you know.
You?
Me?
Are you more Riverside?
Yeah, I'm more of a Riverside guy.
That's really the park, but Central Park's pretty cool.
I've done my time here.
Hey, Strawberry Fields.
Do you know what it's named for?
Some Beatles song, right?
Close. It's actually the name of the orphanage
in Liverpool where John Lennon
used to play with his friends who lived there.
- Really? - Yeah.
I didn't know that. Neat.
I took Rosemary on a tour of the park
that would make your head spin.
This is my Central Park, my New York.
Yeah, they used to have herds
and hundreds and hundreds
of sheep grazing in these fields.
And then they gave the sheepherder a job
in the zoo at the Lion House.
oh, yeah, didn't the sheepherder used to live, up in the top...
( pop )
( continues )
See those buildings up there?
When I was younger, I used to pretend
they were pirate ships, and I'd fight 'em.
I never took you for a pirate guy.
Well, I outgrew that eventually.
( continues )
( song ends )
That's where my aunt's getting married next week.
GABE: oh, the boathouse, of course.
Flower girl.
Ah, I'm so looking forward to that.
My aunt asked me to be her flower girl when I was four...
but, little did any of us know...
it'd take seven years for her boyfriend to pop the question.
That's hilarious.
I was charming and suave.
Everything you could hope to be on your fiirst real date.
Maybe we should practice more karate.
You need it.
I am this close to becoming a yellow belt.
Try this close.
What's tomorrow like for you?
Saturday, um...
I've got cello in the morning.
And in the afternoon I've got tap.
Tap. What time does tap end?
I'm sorry.
After tap, I've got this Indian Princess thing
I do with my father.
Geez, it was easier scheduling Arab-Israeli
peace talks that making a date with this girl.
What's Indian Princess?
It's this ""Daddy and Me'' thing.
Don't ask.
I just do it so he won't feel guilty working late all week.
How about Sunday?
Sunday's good.
Morning?
In the morning I have a tutor.
But how about the afternoon?
Tutor? What kind of tutor?
It's for the ERBs.
My parents want me to go to Ethical Culture next year.
or Trinity.
Private school? Really?
I probably won't get in anywhere.
Maybe I'll throw the test.
Whoa. What exactly did that mean?
Was that some kind of sign?
She'd throw her test for me?
Does she like like me?
You nearly gave me a heart attack.
Where were you, girl?
I'm sorry. We were...
Sorry ain't good enough.
You're 1 1 years old.
This is New York City.
You can't go off running by yourself like that.
You want Birdie telling your parents on you, huh?
Now you two say your good-byes now.
Sunday afternoon?
Sounds good.
Maybe I should come to your place.
Um, my place?
See, ever since my dad moved onto the couch...
I've been a little uninterested in having friends over.
Perfect.
See you then.
BI RDI E: Come on. Let's go.
Here. Running off like that.
You know better than that.
Never had I felt so alive.!
I had a date with Rosemary.
( alternative )
( song ends )
Was there any better age to be
in any better city in the world?
Sunday couldn't come fast enough.
What was today?
only Friday?
oh, the eternity.
Whoa! Hey! Watch where you're going!
- Get off the sidewalk, you maniac! - Sorry!
Hey, how goes it, Mr. Gabe?
Pretty fine, Ralph.
How's it coming along with that placekicking?
Placekicking?
I'm actually more into karate these days.
- Karate? - Yeah.
You've got to watch this show, Extreme Martial Arts
with this guy, Mike Chatterandabut.
- Mike...? - Mike Chat. oh!
- Mike Chat. - Yeah.
All right, cool. I'll check it out.
Hold the door, please.
oh, sure. No problem, Lina.
That's what I'm here for, right?
Thank you so much, Ralph.
Thank you.
Sure.
New au pair in 3-G.
She's from Stockholm.
Gotcha.
ANNoUNCER: Mike Chat knows that showmanship is huge
in the martial arts tournaments.
In fact, Mike's the Tony Hawk of martial arts...
- the guy who changed the game... - ( grunts )
and he's master teacher...
Hyah! Hyah! Hyah!
- Mike pioneered XMA- Extreme Martial Arts. - ( karate yells )
He's rooted in the fundamentals.
Ki-yah!
( glass breaking )
Hey, um, Mom?
Hey.
I was thinking I kind of need a haircut.
A haircut?
Yeah.
okay, I'll do it in the morning.
See, this was a sensitive subject around our house...
because, up until now...
my mom's actually given me
every haircut I've ever had.
Not to say she hasn't learned a thing or two over the years.
But, lately, it's been occurring to me
that she's not exactly what we might call a professional.
A-Actually I was, you know, kind of thinking
maybe we could go out for one.
out?
Yeah, you know, like...
to a barbershop.
You mean pay for it?
Well, not an expensive one.
Don't be ridiculous, honey.
I can cut your hair.
Hey, Dad.
I really think it's time
that Mom stops cutting my hair.
Don't you?
Think about Giambi.
I don't trust that damn guy.
I don't trust him guarding that bag.
He's got bat, no doubt about that.
What do you think we ought to do with this guy...
put him on the block or what?
Hey, could you take it a little higher
over the ears, please?
- No problem. - Thanks.
Voila.
Best $ 1 2 I ever spent.
Look at me.
I was hot.
( grunts )
- our ball. - What the heck?
Hey, man. It's a legitimate foul.
Dude, you just totally hacked me.
No.
Look, I don't need you losers.
okay, maybe I was a little excitable.
But I didn't want to get bruised up
before my big karate practice.
Hey, Rosemary.
Hey there, pretty lady.
How's it going, girl?
Hey, Rosemary Telesco.
( intercom buzzes )
I-I got it!
RALPH: Mr. Gabe...
I got a Rosemary down here for you.
Send her up, Ralph.
I loathed myself for feeling like I did.
- Hey. - I mean, this is crazy.
She's a girl, for God's sake.
It's not like she's a New York Knick or something.
Hey.
My mom dropped me off.
She's going to pick me up at 5:1 5, if that's okay.
Yeah, sure. Whenever is fine.
All right. Let's go.
So, um, do you remember the old place?
Yeah, it's been a long time.
Yeah, it has.
oh.
Mom, this is Rosemary Telesco.
You remember her, don't you?
From kindergarten. of course.
I haven't seen you in forever.
Look at you, Rosie, you're all grown up.
Hi, Mrs. Burton.
We're practicing karate.
( intercom buzzes )
Excuse me.
Yes.
RALPH: Ronny's here.
Should I bring him up?
oh, um, okay.
I...
I didn't know you were having a play date
or I wouldn't have made plans.
Should I stay?
It's not a play date, Mom.
It's practice.
Do you need snacks?
No, we're fine, and don't worry about us.
okay.
( doorbell rings )
Who's Ronny?
My mom's got a date.
- Um... - Hey, big guy.
Um, Ronny, this is Gabe's friend, Rosemary Telesco.
Nice to meet you...
Rosemary Telesco.
You, too.
RALPH: Uh, do you want me to hold this for you?
oh, thank you.
I'll just get my coat.
Is there anYThing more excruciating
than you and your date and your mom's date
all hanging out with absolutely nothing to say?
Don't do anything I wouldn't do.
okay, kiddo?
okay, that's more excruciating.
oh.
I'll, uh...
I'll be back in time for dinner.
- okay. - okay. ( laughs )
- Bye. - Bye. - Bye.
I didn't know your parents were divorced.
Well, they're not, officially.
See, it's kind of this long-term project
they've been working on
for, like, a year and a half now...
and my mom's decided that
she's finally got to move on with her life.
That sucks.
Well, it is what it is, you know?
- Hey, you want to see something funny? - Mm-hmm.
A few weeks earlier...
my mother had left her Match.com fiile open
on her desktop.
See, this is like a list
of all the 45-year-old men in New York
who are looking for wives.
Most of them are looking for their second or even third.
These are the ones my mom picked out.
They all look like the same guy to me.
Yeah, she's kind of got a type.
oh, my God, there's Ronny.
""I'm a real
""live wire who tends to take everything in life
""up a notch.
""I like being quiet and contemplative...
but rowdy and spontaneous...''
Enough of my mother and her romantic dead ends.
Today was about me and Rosemary.
She was in my house, all alone.
It was time for us to fiight.
- Ki-yah! - ( disco )
( continues )
Sparring that day...
I was channeling none other
than the great one himself-
my master, my inspiration-
Mr. Mike Chat.
( yells )
It's a dance, Gabriel.
You lead her, not she lead you.
Ki-yah!
( continues )
Kiss her. Kiss her!
I can't, that's disgusting.
Trust me. Not disgusting.
( continues )
( grunts )
How could you let her do that?
Girls mature faster than boys.
Baloney!
Don't let her brainwash you with that.
Boys stronger.
I had absolutely no idea what she was thinking.
She was this total mystery to me.
Did I want to kiss Rosemary Telesco?
Yes, I guess I did.
I wanted to- more than anYThing on earth.
Do you, um...
want...
some Gatorade?
( tires screeching, car crashing, song ends )
Who was I kidding anyway?
Was I really going to kiss her?
I mean, come on, she's 1 1, I'm ten.
Well, 1 0 3/ 4 actually.
She's May, I'm September.
What do all the different names mean?
oh, it's my mom's stuff and my dad's stuff.
Wow.
Isn't it hard?
oh, no, not really.
I mean, I can choose from either of them.
No, I mean having them still living together.
I might be falling in love with the woman...
but it doesn't mean I'm in the mood for soul searching.
Don't you think it's going to be so much better...
once it's all over?
What do you mean?
I don't know, like...
getting your lives started again.
I guess so, yeah.
Well, who do you think's going to move out?
I don't know.
My dad, I guess.
Has he looked at any places yet?
I don't think so.
Hey...
...maybe we should look for him.
Turns out, Rosemary's parents...
their favorite hobby was looking at apartments.
They never actually buy anYThing...
but every Sunday, for as long as she can remember...
they dragged her out to open houses.
She knew what everything meant.
""WBF''?!
""Wood-burning fireplace.''
That's good.
How much?
Way too expensive, that's how much.
Yeah.
""Estate Condition'' is scary-
it means it has to be gutted.
ooh, this is nice, look.
""Romantic treetop view...
attic loft, hardwood floors.''
It's a little downtown, but there's two bedrooms...
so you can stay over whenever you want.
Should we call?
Call?
MAN ( over phone ): Hello? Can I help you?
Yes. Isaac? We wanted to, um...
arrange to see the romantic treetop view.
( man speaking over phone, indistinctly )
Something right in the range of your place.
Yes.
Maybe it is true.
Maybe girls do mature faster than boys.
Could I talk like that?
How is tomorrow afternoon for you?
Tomorrow for me? It's, uh...
It's good.
Yes, that'd be perfect.
3:00? See you there.
3:00 tomorrow.
Right.
( door opens, closes )
QUick.
Here. Hurry. Hurry.
ADAM: Are you back here?
Got some new kicking tees.
They're titanium.
oh.
How's it going?
Good.
Dad, you remember Rosemary Telesco, right?
From kindergarten. Sure.
Hey.
Hi. Long time, no see.
She's in my karate class, Dad.
Cool.
But she wasn'tjust in my karate class anymore.
oh, no. She was in my life.
We were going out to look for an apartment
for my father tomorrow.
These are things boyfriends and girlfriends do.
What other things do boyfriends and girlfriends do?
Someone need a ride?
So, I'll see you tomorrow: 2:30.
Yeah. See you tomorrow.
Are there any more beautiful words
in the English dictionary than ""See you tomorrow'?
oh, the plan was perfect.
She would tell her friend, Libby...
to say Rosemary's playing over at her house.
...from, like, 2:30 until around dinnertime.
See, Libby had a grandmother who took care ofher...
and was literally deaf.
Would never hear the phone if it rang.
So her story was solid.
( on TV): Let's try ""Anagrammed Birds'' for $200.
I would tell my friend Max Kavinsky to cover for me.
The only possible flaw in my plan
was that I didn't actually have the guts
to tell Max that I was hanging out with a girl.
So,you know, I, like, never actually had the conversation.
Luckily, I knew Max was going
to Six Flags for the entire day...
I got this.
...so I knew he wasn't going to accidentally call...
looking for me, or anYThing.
You, um... ride the subway a lot
without any grown-ups?
Actually, no. I...
I do it all the time, you know.
It's much more fun this way.
I didn't have the heart to tell her
I'd never been south of West 7 2nd.
I felt she needed my leadership.
Greenwich Village might as well have been
a thousand miles away.
I think we might have gotten off a stop or two early.
Do you, um...
Do you want a ride?
You think we can both fit?
We can try.
Come on. Get on.
With that girl's arms around me...
there was nothing I couldn't do.
I think it's this way.
With the possible exception of,uh...
fiinding that apartment we were looking for.
Deja vu.
Uh, maybe we should ask for directions.
No. I think it's just right up this alley right here.
You are so like all the guys in my family.
- That your girlfriend? - Excuse me?
She your girl?
Yeah. My girlfriend.
Huh.
I had a girlfriend once upon a time, too.
She trampled my heart.
Left me bleeding on the floor.
Run.
What?
Run while you still can, brother.
Take my advice.
Make like the wind.
We were close.
one block, a left, and then another left.
Let's go.
Are you Isaac?
I'm Rosemary.
We're here to see the apartment.
Am I getting Punk'd?
No. It's for my dad.
And will Daddy be meeting us here?
Well, he will if I give him the high sign.
Trying to make a commission or not?
ISAAC: We do a nice
business in two bedrooms with divorced fathers.
This place will be gone
in a New York minute, I promise you.
Wood-burning fireplace.
oh, yeah, I noticed.
I didn't know what we were looking for exactly.
What do you think?
I like it.
It's nice. Amazing.
But I knew one thing for certain..
Yeah.
It was the most romantic treetop view I ever saw.
We came home up the bike path along the Hudson.
67 blocks.
The most physically grueling experience
of my short life on this planet.
But I barely felt it.
I never felt so ridiculously wonderful.
This was New York the way I always want to remember it.
Aplace where anYThing is possible.
The city of dreams.
( alternative )
( song ends )
What's this?
oh, this?
You don't know about this?
It's the smallest park in New York City.
Some commissioner died and left his whole townhouse
to be knocked down for a park.
How come I didn't know about this?
Nobody on your side of Broadway
ever comes over this way.
That's what's so cool about West End.
Do you come here a lot?
Actually, I, um...
I haven't been here in quite a while.
Hey! Mini-Me!
What are you doing in my park?
oh, no way.
Not Darryl Kitzens. Not now.
It's a public park.
What's she doing, inciting him?
Doesn't she know that wild animals need to be placated?
I... I think this park's big enough
for all of us, right?
Who were we kidding?
A white belt and a yellow belt facing off
against the Darth Maul of PS 87?
We were gonna get creamed.
You picked the wrong park, little man.
( growls ): Get the hell out of my park!
- Ki-yah! - ( screams )
You're dead!
Ki-yah!
( groans )
Come on! Run, run! Hurry!
Hop on.
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go!
RoSEMARY: He's coming! He's coming!
Go faster! Go! Go!
RoSEMARY: Make the light! Go on!
( car tires screeching, horns honking )
We were both still flushed from our day of adventure.
Well, good night.
Good night.
I could do battle with Darryl Kitzens.
So why can't I just lean in to her?
Do it. Do it,you wimp, do it.
That was fun.
Yeah, it was.
Scared he's going to hunt us down?
I just have to keep a low profile
for the rest of the summer.
And, of course, transfer to a military school in the fall.
I just have to keep a low profile for one more week.
A week?
Well, next Sunday, after the wedding...
I'm going to camp.
Camp?
For how long?
For six weeks.
Six weeks?
She might as well have said she's dying.
That's fantastic.
Yeah.
Well... I better get inside.
Yeah.
Good night.
DooRMAN: Miss.
What if she goes to camp and I never get to kiss her?
That's the way it's going to be.
It's so obvious.
Every opportunity I have will go the same way.
""Good night. ' ""Good night. 'No.
I will not let that happen.
I will kiss her before she gets on that bus to Maine.
I will, I will, I will.!
Gabe?! Ga...! That's him!
There he is. oh, thank God.
If they don't kill you, I'm going to.
So it, um, it turns out Max Kavinsky didn't go
to Six Flags after all.
He got sick.
My mother actually ended up
running into his mother at the Fairway...
and, well, they got to talking.
What?
Gabe, come here!
Come here.
Don't you ever go anywhere again
without us knowing where you are...
do you hear me?
( crying ): You had us scared half to death.
GABE: My punishment..
no phone, no TV...
no leaving the apartment for 48 hours.
It was the fiirst thing my parents agreed on
in a very long time.
LESLI E: Do I have to call Rosemary's mother?
- Is that what I have to do? - No! No!
- Don't call anyone. - I thought, I thought we had an understanding
- on the nine square blocks- - We do!
that the only way that this can work, your dad and I...
I had to throw myself on the mercy of the court
just to get special permission to go to karate class.
I'll do anything!
I'll wash dishes for the rest of the summer!
I promise I will!
Itjust wasn't an option to miss that class.
ADAM: You scared the hell out of us today.
I know, I'm sorry.
Yeah, what does sorry mean?
Sorry means I'm not gonna do it again.
- That's right. Never again. - Right.
- Right? - Right.
Hey, Dad?
Yeah.
Are... Are you gonna move out?
Eventually, yeah, I am, Gabe.
Well, I, um...
I found an apartment for you.
You what?
That's where I went today.
To look for an apartment for you.
Do you want me to move out?
No, no, of course not, but, you know...
maybe we can't get our lives started again until you do.
Where do you get such big ideas?
I don't know. I just get them.
So w-where is this apartment?
It's a two-bedroom on Grove Street.
In the Village?
Yeah, wood-burning fireplace.
No way.
Why not?
It's too far from you, champ.
I-I wouldn't move more than...
a three- or four-block radius from you.
You'd have to go to college to get farther away from me.
okay?
okay.
Go to sleep.
All right.
So, uh, what's the deal with this Rosemary?
Rosemary?
How do you mean?
Nothing.
I-I, I'm just not used to...
We do karate together, Dad.
Sh-she's my sparring partner.
oh.
okay, great.
I didn't even pick her.
Whatever you say, king.
That night, I had this dream.
All right! Yeah!
RoSEMARY: Gabe...
Gabe!
BoY: I'm open! Gabe!
( whispering ): over here...
BoY: over to Eric!
Go, man! Run!
BoY 2: Hey!
RoSEMARY: Gabe... Gabe...
( cloth ripping )
Where are you going?
You're ditching us for her?
oh, come on.
Aw, dude.
Disgusting.
The next day, I couldn't get to class fast enough.
I was gonna be near her again...
grapple with her...
smell her hair.
Ki-yah!
That day the Gates of Hell opened...
and Tim Staples walked right through.
TEACHER: So, we're gonna shift sparring partners
to make sure everyone's with their level.
That means Tim- you'll be with Rosemary.
Could this be?
My woman getting ripped from my hands like this?
I could see where all this leads.
Do you, Rosemary Telesco...
take Tim Staples to be your lawfully wedded husband?
( banging )
No...!
Rosemary!
And Gabe, your new sparring partner
will be David Betanahu.
This is my level?
David Betanahu?
How could this happen?
She's with Ashton Kutcher over there...
and I'm with the sweatiest ten-year-old in Manhattan.
The kid's practically had a moustache
since he was in nursery school.
Everything I took for granted- stolen in a New York minute.
DAVI D: Ki-yah!
Somehow...
Ki-yah!
...karate wasn't quite the same without Rosemary.
So... how was that class for you?
Was it a good one?
Um, I'm having a little trouble
with this Mochizuki maneuver.
Yeah, yeah, me, me too.
I couldn't resist.
I needed more and more pain.
So, uh, how's, how's that Tim guy at the Mochizuki?
He's a lot better than me...
but he wants us to practice together.
oh, r-r-really?
Wow, th-that's terrific.
You know, hey, when, when can we get together?
Well, I've got cello this afternoon, so, not today.
Cello?
But I thought cello was on Saturdays.
Tuesday and Saturday.
She can't cancel her frickin'cello lesson?
Doesn't she know our days are numbered
before that bus to camp?
How 'bout I call you?
Sure. Sounds great.
So that's it?
just a lousy ""call you'?
Not even an ""I'll call you. '
A ""how 'bout I call you'?
What on earth does that mean?
When?.!
( beep )
You have no new messages.
What choice did I have, but to return
to my old, miserable life?
Wait a minute.
You were happy.
oh, please.! I was miserable.
I just didn't know
how miserable I was.
Whoa.
ADAM: Heads up!
( shrieks ) Whoa.
- MAN: Watch it! - Sorry.
Where's your head today, G-man?
My head?
Yeah, it's not with the ball.
What was that?
It's, it's not my head, Dad.
It's, um... it's my leg.
I hurt it in karate class.
Karate. See, guys like us...
we weren't built for kicking bricks.
Let's keep our priorities in line.
Eyes on the prize.
Go. Sweet spot.
- one, two, three... - He was right.
My priorities were all screwed up.
I was an athlete.
I just had to shake it off.
Yeah!
Look at me.
I can bounce back.
I don't need some girl in my life for me to be happy.
( phone ringing )
Hello.
Yeah.
You know what? I really hate it
when people call me at home
and try to sell me stuff.
That's okay.
okay. Bye.
( phone ringing )
Hello.
Hi.
Yeah, he's right here.
Gabe.
It's a girl.
I got it!
ADAM ( on phone ): Got it?
I got it!
Hey.
RoSEMARY: I said I was gonna call.
Did you?
I don't even remember.
Smooth under pressure.
- ( heart beating ) - That's me.
If only I could do something about the beating of my heart.
( heart beating )
Could she hear that through the phone?
So what are you doing tomorrow night?
Um, tomorrow night?
Yeah, it's summer, so it's not like a school night or anything.
Uh, I-I'm free, totally.
'Cause my parents got these special tickets
to this concert with this guy who's supposed to be, like...
the greatest singer in New York or something.
Do you, um, want to go?
Uh, me, me, me and your parents?
And me, too.
My mom said I could invite anyone I want.
Sounds awesome.
Great.
She called.
She said she was gonna call and she kept her word.
This was notjust some fiigment
of my imagination.
our love is a two-way street.
Hey.
You're looking sharp there, tiger.
Like I even care.
Nice.
I especially like the hair.
Come on, mess it up.
Don't take all your romantic advice from him, Gabe.
You look very nice.
I, um, I'm gonna wait downstairs.
Do you want us to come down and say hi to her parents?
No.
Excuse me.
They said they'd have you home by 1 1 :00...
and if you're gonna be one second later, I'll need a call.
okay.
our little boy is growing up, huh?
Yeah, he is.
Pretty snazzy.
Big night?
Just some date with some girl-
you know, nothing, nothing big.
That girl that came by here the other day?
That'd be the one.
She was a nice girl, that girl that came by here.
All right, Mr. Gabe.
Hey, Gabe.
Nice to see you.
You, too.
Thanks for joining us.
Hi, Mrs. Telesco.
MRS. TELESCo: Hello. How are you?
Good.
Welcome to The Carlyle.
Ma'am.
Yeah, Mickey took me here on our third date.
We had to stand right over there by the bar
because we couldn't afford a table.
And from that moment on...
there was no turning back for us.
( applause )
You're gonna love this guy.
No one sings like Loston Harris.
This guy is New York.
( slowjazz intro playing )
( jazz standard )
I can't tell you what that fiirst song was about.
Something about love and a boy and a girl...
and this boy can think of nothing
but holding that girl's hand in the darkness.
( continues )
I'm not sure how I got the courage.
Maybe it was the buzz from the Shirley Temple.
Maybe it was Loston Harris-
the greatest singer this little town has ever known.
But I knew our relationship had to get to the next step...
or Rosemary and I wouldjust remain karate friends forever.
( continues )
Never had I been so keenly aware
of the ability of my palm to manufacture sweat.
But I was determined to hold that girl's hand
for every single second.
What does this mean? Does she hate me?
Is she grossed out by me?
Am I pushing everything way too fast?
All those ridiculous songs about love-
I fiinally understood.
( song ends, applause )
Forget the second stop.
We're gonna walk from here, too.
Thanks.
Well, uh, you guys say your good nights now...
and, uh, Daddy and I are gonna get some milk
for breakfast tomorrow, okay? So...
Good night, Mrs. Telesco.
oh, thank you for coming, Gabe.
oh, thank you.
Your parents are cool.
Everyone says I'm gonna hate them in a few years.
Think you will?
Probably.
If people say so.
This is the time.
I know it. She knows it.
My God, even her parents know it.
Why can't I kiss her?
What's stopping me?
Is it cooties I fear?
So... big wedding this weekend.
Yeah, right.
I forgot about that.
I wish you could come.
It's gonna be really boring.
Yeah, I really wanna see you
do your flower girl thing.
Part of me is sure I'm gonna tr...
Did... did I do it right?
I don't know.
I have absolutely nothing to compare it to.
My God, was I even close?
I...
I should go.
Yeah.
Good night.
Hey, how was your night, little Romeo?
It was good.
It was great.
Fine, I think.
But I had no idea.
I kept playing the moment over and over and over in my head.
Was it too fast? Too hard? Too gross?
Did she actually want me to kiss her?
I gotta go.
or did I scare her away?
oh, I had it bad, this new feeling...
deep in the pit of my stomach.
This horrible love sickness.
( retching, vomiting )
Maybe this is what cooties are.
By the next day, I was a wreck.
I purposely didn't call her-
okay, except for one hang-up-
because I knew I would see her in karate.
I got to class ten minutes early.
Hey.
okay, I knew what I was doing here early, but what was he?
one thing was clear- this business
had to be settled right here and right now.
Staples.
Ki-yah!
( grunting )
Ki-yah!
( mirror shattering )
If only life was so simple.
( sighs )
3..09. She's not even coming.
TEACHER: Hai.!
She doesn't even want to see me.
She's blowing off class.
She hates me.
Your fists should be like a hammer.
She came. She's here. She loves me.
Sorry I'm late.
TEACHER: Miss Telesco, nice of you to join us.
Wait a minute.
What was that?
Was that a smile, or is she, like, mad at me?
Why would she be mad at me? I only kissed her.
Why the heck did I kiss her?
What was I possibly thinking?
Ki-yah!
There are very few things more painful
than watching the woman you love grapple with another man.
Actually, I take that back.
There are no things more painful.
The answer lies within you, Gabriel...
and you alone.
You must find your strength.
Your focus. Your determination.
Ki-yah!
Ki-yah! Ki-yah! Ki-yah!
Poor David Betanahu.
He was an innocent victim in all this.
Collateral damage in this love affair.
one, two, three, four...
I couldn't take my eyes offher.
- High block... - She loves me.
...middle punch, Ki-yah!
She loves me not.
She loves me.
Loves me not.
She loves me. Not. Not.
Loves. Not.
By 3..5 1, I had descended fully into madness.
Who wants to take their yellow belt exam?
Me!
( classmates gasping )
Ah, Gabe.
The moment of reckoning is upon us.
okay, maybe I was a little overeager...
but it was my only way back to her.
Luckily, I had the great master of masters in my corner.
Ki-yah!
Ah, very nice. Very nice.
Let's see your Mochizuki now.
Hit, switch.
Hit! Hit! Sweep.
oh...
very nice, very nice.
You've come a long way.
Excellent Gabriel. Excellent.
Now, time for the break.
All that stood between me and the woman I loved
was a half-inch piece of plywood.
Be the board, Gabe.
Be the board.
At that moment, I was the board.
Ki-yah!
( groaning )
( gasping, groaning )
ow! ow!
ow! oh! Aah...!
( whimpering, howling )
The pain! The pain!
oh, my God!
ow!
oh, ow... Aw...
( groaning )
( howling ): ow...!
I don't remember much after that.
Gabe...
They, um, they said I blacked out.
( machine whirring quietly )
( mouthing word )
I guess this is the end of karate, huh?
( sighs ): I'm a placekicker.
If you work hard, you can achieve anything.
I really believe that, Gabe.
Whatever.
- Hey. - Hey.
I came as soon as I got the message.
What happened?
He went a little too hard for his yellow belt.
Mm.
Sounds like we're gonna need
some ice cream on the way home, huh?
No, thanks.
Was this it?
Was this the end for me and Rosemary?
Two and a half weeks was all the time
we were going to be allowed?
I was not gonna call her.
That would be weak.
And I resolved that night to be weak no longer.
- ( phone rings ) - Hello?
Hello, Mrs. Burton?
No, this is Gabe.
Who cares if she thought I was my mother? It was her.!
Hello?
No, Mom, I got it.
Who is it?
Mom, I got it. Hang up now.
okay, hon.
Hey.
Hey, how's your hand?
My hand?
oh, it's fine. Barely hurt.
I just got so worried when you lost consciousness.
Yeah, that was only, like, for a second or so.
What color cast did you get?
Plain was the best of my choices.
My cousin got this Hulk one.
Yeah, they had that, too, but I'm not really into the Hulk.
This was no time for small talk.
It was time to lay things on the table.
To reach through that phone line
and dig deep into that woman's soul.
So when can we hang out?
It's a really crazy weekend for me.
It is?
It's Thursday night.
She's going to camp Sunday morning.
Who cares how crazy the weekend is?
Rehearsal dinner tomorrow night...
wedding on Saturday, camp on Sunday.
Sure, right. of course.
Where's her whole ""Wish you could come to the wedding'?
Where's that Rosemary? The Rosemary I loved.
Not this alien with her crazy weekends.
Your new sparring partner, is he coming to the wedding?
What? Tim?
oh, is that what you call him?
Are you calling him after you call me?
What are you talking about?
I'm talking about you and Tim Staples sitting in a tree.
K-I-S-S-I-N-G
First comes love
Then comes marriage
Then comes Tim Staples in a baby carriage.
You sound crazy, you know that?
Why don't you have time this weekend?
I'm sorry, Gabe. I haven't even started packing.
You know what? I hate you.
What?!
I hate you. Why do you even care?
I hate you.
Well, I hate you, too.
I hate you more.
How can you say something so mean?
I hate you!
( slams receiver )
( receiver slams )
( crying )
Rosemary!
You want to or should I?
Rosemary!
It was the pain that had no name.
oh! ooh! ow! ow! ow!
Why did Rosemary Telesco ever have to walk into my life?
Why, why, why?
Maybe not everything is supposed to last forever.
Certain things are like... like... skywriting.
Like, like, like a really beautiful thing
that lasts for a couple moments and then...
You know?
( crying )
Mommy!
I know, honey.
Love sucks.
Yeah.
Look at them all.
Rats in their cages...
their lives destroyed by love.
I'm done with it.
I won't be like them.
( grunts )
The fools.
I remember my first girl.
We met on theJersey shore.
She was from Philly...
I was from Brooklyn...
so, we knew right from the start, we were cursed.
Ralph, not right now. I'm not in the mood.
okay.
oh, hejsan. God morgon.
Hejsan.
( alternative )
( continues )
It's amazing how quickly time moves.
just yesterday, I thought I loved her.
But now I don't even care about her at all.
( continues )
( song ends )
The next morning, this kind of amazing thing happened.
The sun came out again.
See, life is about so much more than Rosemary.
I have my family, my health, my kicking career.
I really had no room for a woman in my life.
How about some rocky road?
I guess.
Dad?
Yeah.
What's the deal with girls?
I mean, why are they the way they are?
You're talking to the wrong man.
Well, how come all love has to end?
Let me... let me tell you something about me and your mom.
once upon a time, we really loved each other.
But as... as time went by...
there just got to be all these... these things-
little things...
stupid things that were left unsaid.
And all these things that were left unsaid
piled up like... like the clutter in our storage room.
And after awhile...
there was so much that was left unsaid...
that we barely said anything at all.
Well... why didn't you just say 'em then, Dad?
I don't know, Gabe.
I kinda wish I had.
Who was I kidding, anyway?
I wasn't going to get any real comfort here.
I mean, the old guy meant okay.
Let's knock over a hot dog stand on the way home.
Drown our sorrows in pork shoulders and nitrates.
Nah, I think it's all right.
I'm just going to, I don't know, hang out here for awhile.
okay, champ.
See you at the homestead.
All right.
You kicked good today.
I'm telling you, the trajectory you're on-
to the moon.
or at least the Big Ten.
Thanks.
Felt good.
Good. I'll see you at home.
Somewhere, a million miles away...
the girl I once loved was going down her road...
and I was stuck back on mine.
I couldn't escape them-
all the little things I left unsaid.
I was drowning in them.
Suddenly, I knew what I had to do.
Love isn't about ridiculous little words.
Love is about grand gestures.
Don't go to Taos, not without me.
Love is about airplanes pulling banners over stadiums.
Proposals on Jumbotrons.
Giant words in skywriting.
Love is about going that extra mile, even if it hurts.
Letting it all hang out there.
Love is about fiinding courage inside of you
that you didn't even know was there.
( jazz standard )
( continues )
Whew.
( song fades )
What are you doing here?
You're going to camp tomorrow.
I had to say good-bye.
But I thought you hate me.
I don't.
I lied.
I wasn't going to be like my father.
I wasn't going to let all these things left unsaid smother me.
Rosemary...
I love you.
You what?
I do.
I'm sorry...
but I love you more than anyone has ever loved.
I love you, I love you, I love you.
How's that for letting it all hang out there...
and hang and hang and hang?
Do you, um...
you think you might want to love me, too?
I don't know what I think, Gabe.
I'm only 1 1 .
I don't think I'm ready to be in love.
I'm not ready, and I'm doing it.
But it wasn't that easy.
I guess love never is.
Maybe I was wrong.
Maybe... maybe girls don't mature faster.
No, they do...
they do, you know they do.
You even said so at the park.
We at least mature at the same rate.
I don't know what mature is anymore.
But I'm really happy you came.
Do you want to dance, Gabe?
Dance?
Sure, what the hell?
( jazz ballad )
As I held onto Rosemary Telesco for dear life...
we both knew the truth.
She was going off to camp...
and eventually, private school.
We were on different roads, she and me.
Two ships that passed in Sheep Meadow.
( continues )
See, this is just like I told you.
Same thing I knew getting into this whole mess..
Love ends.
Hey, Mr. Gabe. How goes it?
Hey, Ralph.
WoMAN: Hold the door, please.
( woman laughing )
( song ends )
The truth is, you come into this world alone
and leave it the exact same way.
Home.
( laughing in distance )
( laughter )
( laughter continues )
Who are these strangers...
laughing in my mother's bedroom?
I've only seen them in pictures.
Hi.
( laughing )
Um, everything okay?
Yeah. We were just talking
about how horrible our honeymoon was.
( chuckles ): Yeah?
Key West.
Everything that could possibly go wrong...
An unmitigated disaster.
It wasn't even a tropical storm. Remember that?
- Like yesterday. - It was awful.
We lost our luggage.
God, you were so sick.
( both groan )
God, I'm hungry. What time is it?
oh, wow.
We should get something to eat.
All of us?
Yeah. We should, uh...
Why don't we go down to the place on the corner?
GABE: Yeah.
Place on the corner sounds good.
ADAM: It's getting cooler.
Yeah, we're gonna need jackets.
I just cleared some old stuff
out of the storage room.
( intro to ""In My Life'plays )
( pop )
You wanted a New York love story?
There's a New York love story for ya.
I told you it wasn't gonna be pretty.
( continues )
Love is an ugly, terrible business...
practiced by fools.
( Leslie laughs )
It'll trample your heart
and leave you bleeding on the floor.
And what does it really get you in the end?
Nothing but a few incredible memories
that you can't ever shake.
- Whoa! - Whoa!
( continues )
( thud )
The truth is...
there's gonna be other girls out there.
I mean...
I hope.
( continues )
But I'm never gonna get another fiirst love.
That one's always gonna be her.
( continues )
( song ends )
( alternative )
( continues )
( song ends )
( new song, alternative )
( continues )
( music ends )
English Sub by Egyptian edge Egyptian_edge@yahoo.com
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