Every penny.

What was your plan?

My plan was to die before the money ran out.

But I kept and keep not dying.

And here I am.

Hens are clucking.

Are they saying I'm broke?

They are.

What about my apartment in Paris?

It's just sitting empty.

Have you told your mother about our engagement?

We're going to Paris.

What?

You describe yourself as a coward?

No.

When I came to Paris, first time messy bogey.

Something sent up on alert.

It was the presentment of what was to come.

We're going to lie down.

You can visit us later.

Was she paying you?

Ping?

Aren't you heard?

Gigolo?

Oh, God, no.

That's my mother.

What is it?

An invitation to a party.

Come in.

Where are the others?

It's just us.

E thought we might become friends.

I've no need of friends in my life.

At the moment you're being a dick.

I'm sorry.

Have you heard any rumors regarding my reputation?

I heard that you were odd.

Well, I'm more than hot.

There's a goodly part of me that wants to set this building on fire.

What do you think of that?

I've never been so hurt.

That's when I saw your face for the first time.

Why?

Because you were me.

E.

I've always been lucky.

I've been unlucky.

But I have a sense that this will change suddenly and permanently.

I've only be lucky.

And I believe I will always be such a cliche, isn't it someone killing themselves after the glamour has passed?

Do you know what a cliche is?

It's a story so fine that it's grown old in its hope for retelling.

You talk the Talk Way particular show.

They broke the mold with that one Cochell means pig.