Alvy, standing, looks around the apartment. There are lots of books, framed
photographs on the white wall. A terrace can be seen from the window. He
picks up a copy of Ariet, by Sylvia Platb, as Annie comes out of the kitchen
carrying two glasses. She hands them to Alvy.
ALVY
Sylvia Plath.
ANNIE
M'hm...
ALVY
Interesting poetess whose tragic suicide was misinterpreted as romantic, by the college-girl mentality.
ANNIE
Oh, yeah.
ALVY
Oh, sorry.
ANNIE
Right. Well, I don't know, I mean, uh, some of her poems seem - neat, you know.
ALVY
Neat?
ANNIE
Neat, yeah.
ALVY
Uh, I hate to tell yuh, this is nineteen seventy-five, you know that "neat" went out, I would say, at the turn of the century.
(Annie laughs)
Who-who are-who are those photos on the wall?
ANNIE
(Moving over to the photographs)
Oh ... oh, well, you see now now, uh, that's my dad, that's Father-and that's my ... brother, Duane.
ALVY
Duane?
ANNIE
(Pointing)
Yeah, right, Duane-and over there is Grammy Hall, and that's Sadie.
ALVY
Well, who's Sadie?
ANNIE
Sadie? Oh, well, Sadie...
(Laughing)
Sadie met Grammy through, uh, through Grammy's brother George. Uh, George was real sweet, you know, he had that thing. What is that thing where you, uh, where you, uh, fall asleep in the middle of a sentence, you know-what is it? Uh ...
ALVY
Uh, narcolepsy.
ANNIE
Narcolepsy, right, right. Right. So, anyway, so ...
(Laughing)
George, uh, went to the union, see, to get his free turkey, be-because, uh, the union always gave George this big turkey at Christmas time because he was ...
(Annie points her fingers to each side of her head, indicating George was a little crazy)
shell-shocked, you know what I mean, in the First World War.
(Laughing hysterically, she opens a cabinet door and takes out a bottle of wine)
Anyway, so, so ...
(Laughing through the speech)
George is standing in line, oh, just a sec ...uh, getting his free turkey, but the thing is, he falls asleep and he never wakes up. So, so...
(Laughing)
so, he's dead ...
(Laughing)
he's dead. Yeah. Oh, dear. Well, terrible, huh, wouldn't you say? I mean, that's pretty unfortunate.
Annie unscrews the bottle of wine, silent now after her speech.
ALVY
Yeah, it's a great story, though, I mean, I... I ... it really made my day. Hey, I think I should get outta here, you know, 'cause I think I'm imposing, you know ...
ANNIE
(Laughing)
Oh, really? Oh, well ... uh, uh, maybe, uh, maybe, we, uh ...
ALVY
... and ... uh, yeah, uh ... uh, you know, I-I-I...
They move outside to the terrace, Alvy still holding the glasses, Annie the
wine. They stand in front of the railing, Annie pouring the wine into the
held-out glasses.
ANNIE
Well, I mean, you don't have to, you know.
ALVY
No, I know, but ... but, you know, I'm all perspired and everything.
ANNIE
Well, didn't you take, uh ... uh, a shower at the club?
ALVY
Me? No, no, no, 'cause I never shower in a public place.
ANNIE
(Laughing)
Why not?
ALVY
'Cause I don't like to get naked in front of another man, you know-it's, uh ...
ANNIE
(Laughing)
Oh, I see, I see.
ALVY
You know, I don't like to show my body to a man of my gender-
ANNIE
Yeah. Oh, yeah. Yeah, I see. I guess-
ALVY
-'cause, uh, you never know what's gonna happen.
ANNIE
(Sipping her wine and laughing)
Fifteen years, huh?
ALVY
Fifteen years, yeah.
ANNIE
Yeah. Oh, God bless!
They put their glasses together in a toast.
ALVY
God bless.
ANNIE
(Laughing)
Well, uh ...
(Pausing)
You're what Grammy Hall would call a real Jew.
ALVY
(Clearing his throat)
Oh, thank you.
ANNIE
(Smiling)
Yeah, well ... you-She hates Jews. She thinks that they just make money, but let me tell yuh, I mean, she's the one yeah, is she ever. I'm tellin' yuh.
ALVY
(pointing toward the apartment after a short pause)
So, did you do shoot the photographs in there or what?
ANNIE
(Nodding, her hand on her hip)
Yeah, yeah, I sorta dabble around, you know.
Annie's thoughts pop on the screen as she talks: I dabble? Listen to me-what
a jerk!
ALVY
They're ... they're... they're wonderful, you know. They have ... they have, uh ... a ... a quality.
As do Alvy's: You are a great-looking girl
ANNIE
Well, I-I-I would-I would like to take a serious photography course soon.
Again, Annie's thoughts pop on: He probably thinks I'm a yo-yo
ALVY
Photography's interesting, 'cause, you know, it's-it's a new art form, and a, uh, a set of aesthetic criteria have not emerged yet.
And Alvy's: I wonder what she looks like naked?
ANNIE
Aesthetic criteria? You mean, whether it's, uh, good photo or not?
I'm not smart enough for him. Hang in there
ALVY
The-the medium enters in as a condition of the art form itself. That's-
I don't know what I'm saying-she senses I'm shallow
ANNIE
Well, well, I ... to me-I ... I mean, it's-it's-it's all instinctive, you know. I mean, I just try to uh, feel it, you know? I try to get a sense of it and not think about it so much.
God, I hope he doesn't turn out to be a shmuck like the others
ALVY
Still, still we- You need a set of aesthetic guide lines to put it in social perspective, I think.
Christ, I sound like FM radio. Relax
They're quiet for a moment, holding wine glasses and sipping. The sounds of
distant traffic from the street can be heard on the terrace. Annie,
laughing,
speaks first.
ANNIE
Well, I don't know. I mean, I guess-I guess you must be sorta late, huh?
ALVY
You know, I gotta get there and begin whining soon ... otherwise I- Hey ... well, are you busy Friday night?
ANNIE
Me? Oh, uh.
(Laughing)
No.
ALVY
(Putting his band on his forehead)
Oh, I'm sorry, wait a minute, I have something. Well, what about Saturday night?
ANNIE
(Nodding)
Oh ... nothing. Not-no, no!
ALVY
Oh, you ... you're very popular, I can see.
ANNIE
(Laughing)
I know.
ALVY
Gee, boy, what do you have? You have plague?
ANNIE
Well, I mean, I meet a lot of ... jerks, you know-
ALVY
Yeah, I meet a lotta jerks, too.
ANNIE
(Overlapping)
-what I mean?
ALVY
I think that's, uh-
ANNIE
(Interrupting)
But I'm thinking about getting some cats, you know, and then they ... Oh, wait a second-oh, no, no, I mean
(Laughing)
oh, shoot! No, Saturday night I'm gonna-
(Laughing)
gonna sing. Yeah.
ALVY
You're gonna sing? Do you sing? Well, no, it isn't
(Overlapping)
No kidding?
(Overlapping)
-this is my first time. Oh, really? Where? I'd like to come.
(Laughing)
Oh, no, no, no, no, no! No, I'm interested!
ANNIE
(Laughing)
Oh, no-I mean, I'm just a-auditioning sort of at club. I don't-
ALVY
(Overlapping)
No, so help me.
ANNIE
(Overlapping)
-it's my first time.
ALVY
That's okay, 'cause I know exactly what that's like. Listen-
ANNIE
(Interrupting)
Yeah.
ALVY
(Overlapping)
-you're gonna like night clubs, they're really a lotta fun.