(ISAAC is on the phone with an ELDERLY WOMAN, one of his favorites, who sometimes calls to offer him free tickets to things. It’s one of those times.)
ELDERLY WOMAN: I have symphony tickets for Tuesday night, although I’m sure you’re working or something. I can give you a pair.
ISAAC: What time?
ELDERLY WOMAN: 7:00.
ISAAC: Oh, sh — shoot, I can’t –
ELDERLY WOMAN: You were going to say shit.
ISAAC: I was, I’m sorry. You caught me.
ELDERLY WOMAN: You can say it.
ISAAC: I can?
ELDERLY WOMAN: Sure. You’re a gentleman and you’re trying to be polite because I’m your elder. But I say shit all the time.
ISAAC: You do?
ELDERLY WOMAN: Are you kidding? I’m 78 and I’ve lived in New York all my life; you bet I say shit. I don’t give a fuck. I say whatever I please.
ISAAC: Oh my god! I love this.
ELDERLY WOMAN: You fucking love this.
ISAAC: I fucking love this.
ELDERLY WOMAN: That’s better.
ISAAC: Let’s talk like this more often.
ELDERLY WOMAN: OK.
Glad you have an elderly friend. But shoot, I would be a bit cautious with your intercourse with that lady.
I f…reaking love this! (& M&D’s response!)
I think you need to start having lunch dates with this women and then write a play based on the relationship. I love your banter with one another. make it so.
I want to be this lady when I get older….
Gotta love Lee Zieger…