BILLY
Plus there’s the human factor. The boys themselves, they don’t have an emotional stake. So you figure they’re cool and professional about it.
DOROTHY
That’s what I figured.
BILLY
But it’s only true up to a point, because they’re human, you know? So they start out making themselves angry with the guy, they tell themselves how he’s a lowlife piece of garbage, so it’s easier for them to shove him around. Part of it’s an act but part of it’s not, and say he mouths off, or fights back and gets in a good lick. Now they’re really angry, and maybe they do more damage than they intended to.
DOROTHY
I can see how that could happen.
BILLY
So it could go farther than anybody had in mind. He could wind up in the hospital.
DOROTHY
You mean like broken bones?
BILLY
Or worse. Like a ruptured spleen, which I’ve known of cases. Or as far as that goes there’s people who’ve died from a bare-knuckle punch in the stomach.
DOROTHY
I saw a movie where that happened.
BILLY
Well, I saw a movie where a guy spreads his arms and flies, but dying from a punch in the stomach, they didn’t just make that up for the movies. It can happen.
DOROTHY
Now you’ve got me thinking.
BILLY
Well, it’s something you got to think about. Because you have to be prepared for this to go all the way, and by all the way I mean all the way. It probably won’t, ninety-five times out of a hundred it won’t.
DOROTHY
But it could.
BILLY
Right. It could.
DOROTHY
Jesus. He’s a son of a bitch, but I don’t want him dead. I want to be done with the son of a bitch. I don’t want him on my conscience for the rest of my life.
BILLY
That’s what I figured.
DOROTHY
But I don’t want to pay him ten thousand dollars either, the son of a bitch. This is getting complicated, isn’t it?
BILLY
(getting to his feet)
Let me excuse myself for a minute, and you think about it, and we’ll talk some more.
(He goes to the men’s room. She takes a small sip from her half-empty glass, sets it down, picks up his book, examines it, puts it back. He comes back.)
DOROTHY
Well, I thought about it.
BILLY
And?
DOROTHY
I think you just talked yourself out of five hundred dollars.
BILLY
That’s what I figured.
DOROTHY
Because I certainly don’t want him dead, and I don’t even want him in the hospital. I have to admit I like the idea of him being scared, really scared bad. And hurt a little. But that’s just because I’m angry.
BILLY
Anybody’d be angry.
DOROTHY
But when I get past the anger, all I really want is for him to forget this crap about ten thousand dollars. For Christ’s sake, that’s all the money I’ve got in the world. I don’t want to give it to him.
BILLY
Maybe you don’t have to.
DOROTHY
What do you mean?
BILLY
I don’t think it’s about money. Not for him. It’s about sticking it to you for dumping him, or whatever. So it’s an emotional thing and it’s easy for you to buy into it. But say it was a business thing. You’re right and he’s wrong, but it’s more trouble than it’s worth to fight it out. So what you do is settle.
DOROTHY
Settle?
BILLY
You always paid your own way, so it wouldn’t be out of the question for you to pay half the cost of the cruise, would it?
DOROTHY
No, but—
BILLY
But it was supposed to be a present, from him to you. But forget that for the time being. You could pay half.
(beat)
Still, that’s too much. What you do is offer him two thousand dollars. I have a feeling he’ll take it.
DOROTHY
God, I can’t even talk to him. How am I going to offer him anything?
BILLY
You’ll have someone else make the offer.
DOROTHY
You mean like a lawyer?
BILLY
Then you owe the lawyer. No, I was thinking I could do it.
DOROTHY
Are you serious?
BILLY
I wouldn’t have said it if I wasn’t. I think if I was to make the offer he’d accept it. I wouldn’t be threatening him, but there’s a way to do it so a guy feels threatened.
DOROTHY
(sizing him up)
He’d feel threatened, all right.
BILLY
I’ll have your check with me, two thousand dollars, payable to him. My guess is he’ll take it, and if he does you won’t hear any more from him on the subject of the ten grand.
DOROTHY
So I’m out of it for two thousand. And five hundred for you?
BILLY
I wouldn’t charge you anything.
DOROTHY
Why not?
BILLY
All I’d be doing is having a conversation with a guy. I don’t charge for conversations. I’m not a lawyer, I’m just a guy owns a couple of parking lots.
DOROTHY
And reads thick novels by young Indian writers.
BILLY
Oh, this? You read it?
(she shakes her head no)
It’s hard to keep the names straight, especially when you’re not sure how to pronounce them in the first place. And it’s like if you ask this guy what time it is he tells you how to make a watch. Or maybe a sun dial. But it’s pretty interesting.
DOROTHY
I never thought you’d be a reader.
BILLY
BILLY Parking Lots. Guy who knows guys and can get things done. That’s probably all Tommy said about me.
DOROTHY
Just about.
BILLY
Maybe that’s all I am. Reading, well, it’s an edge I got on just about everybody I know. It opens other worlds. I don’t live in those worlds, but I get to visit them.
DOROTHY
And you just got in the habit of reading? The way you got in the habit of working out?
BILLY
(laughs)
No, reading’s something I’ve done since I was a kid. I didn’t have to go away to get in that particular habit.
DOROTHY
I was wondering about that.
BILLY
Anyway, it’s hard to read there, harder than people think. It’s noisy all the time.
DOROTHY
Really? I didn’t realize. I always figured that’s when I’d get to read War and Peace, when I got sent to prison. But if it’s noisy, then the hell with it. I’m not going.
BILLY
You’re something else.
DOROTHY
Me?
BILLY
Yeah, you. The way you look, of course, but beyond the looks. The only word I can think of is class, but that’s a word that’s mostly used by people that haven’t got any themselves. Which is probably true enough.
DOROTHY
The hell with that. After the conversation we just had? Talking me out of doing something I could have regretted all my life, and figuring out how to get that son of a bitch off my back for two thousand dollars? I’d call that class.
BILLY
Well, you’re seeing me at my best.
DOROTHY
And you’re seeing me at my worst, or close to it. Looking to hire a guy to beat up an ex-boyfriend. That’s class, all right.
BILLY
That’s not what I see.
DOROTHY
Oh?
BILLY
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nbsp; I see a woman who won’t let herself be pushed around. And if I can find a way that helps you get where you want to be, then I’m glad to do it. But when all’s said and done, you’re a lady. And I’m a wiseguy.
DOROTHY
I don’t know what you mean.
BILLY
Yes, you do.
DOROTHY
Yes, I guess I do.
BILLY
Drink up. I’ll run you back to the city.
DOROTHY
You don’t have to do that. I can take the PATH train.
BILLY
I’ve got to go into the city anyway. It’s not out of my way to take you wherever you’re going.
DOROTHY
If you’re sure.
BILLY
I’m sure. Or here’s another idea. We both have to eat, and I told you they serve a good steak here. Let me buy you dinner, and then I’ll run you home.
DOROTHY
Dinner.
BILLY
A shrimp cocktail, a salad, a steak, a baked potato—
DOROTHY
You’re tempting me.
BILLY
So let yourself be tempted. It’s just a meal.
DOROTHY
No. It’s more than a meal.
BILLY
It’s more than that if you want it to be. Or it’s just a meal, if that’s what you want.
DOROTHY
But you can’t know how far it might go. We’re back to that again, aren’t we? Like what you said about the gorilla, and you stop when the gorilla wants to stop.
BILLY
I guess I’m the gorilla, huh?
DOROTHY
You said the violence was the gorilla. Well, in this case it’s not violence, but it’s not you or me, either. It’s what’s going on between us, and it’s already going on, isn’t it?
BILLY
You tell me.
DOROTHY
(looks down at her hands, then up at him)
A person has to eat.
BILLY
You said it.
DOROTHY
And it’s still foggy outside.
BILLY
Like pea soup. And who knows? There’s a good chance the fog’ll lift by the time we’ve had our meal.
DOROTHY
I wouldn’t be a bit surprised. You know something? I think it’s lifting already.
CURTAIN
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