Listen, you listen to me! You see that city over
there? THAT’s where I’m supposed to be. Not down
here with the dogs and the garbage and the fuckin’
last month’s newspapers blowing back and forth.
I’ve had it with them, I’ve had it with you, I’ve
had it with ALL of this — I want ROOM SERVICE! I
want the club sandwich. I want the cold Mexican
beer. I want a ten-thousand-dollar-a-night hooker!
I want my shirts laundered like they do at the
Imperial Hotel in Tokyo.