[MUSIC PLAYING]
[KNOCK ON DOOR]
WOMAN: Hey, I can't seem to find my keys.
I live in apartment 212.
Can you let me in?
MAN: Sorry.
WOMAN: Really?
Asshole.
[BEEP]
[SCREAMS]
WOMAN: Hello?
MAN: Hi.
How are you?
WOMAN: Great.
Would you mind letting me in please?
MAN: Yes.
Be right back.
[BUZZ]
WOMAN: That scared me.
What are you smiling at?
MAN: Smells like soup.
WOMAN: Hey, wait a second.
[KNOCK ON DOOR]
WOMAN: I know you're in there.
MAN: OK.
WOMAN: I live next door.
MAN: OK.
WOMAN: Do you have a phone I could use or some quarters I
could borrow?
Please?
Thanks.
I locked my phone and my keys in my apartment.
I live next door.
MAN: You already said that.
WOMAN: Gotta keep the crooks out.
MAN: My phone's in the other room.
WOMAN: Smells like vinegar.
MAN: I pickle my own beets.
WOMAN: That's cool.
That's really cool.
It's different.
It's funny we haven't run into each other before.
Wow, you have a land line.
How old are you?
MAN: I'm not old.
WOMAN: Oh.
No, it was a joke because I haven't seen a
land line in years.
MAN: [CHUCKLES]
Can I get you anything?
WOMAN: Space.
Hi.
You busy?
I locked myself out again.
I went out to get a paper.
From a neighbor's phone.
What do you want me to say?
I'm sorry.
I'm a terrible person.
What?
You're yelling again.
You know, I appreciate this because I don't
already feel that.
So this kind of thing, th-- this kind of exchange, this
kind of way you're choosing to engage in is really great
because it reminds me that I'm a real dick.
Well, I'm leaving now.
Thanks for the water.
It was delicious.
MAN: Can't you stay and eat?
WOMAN: I'm not hungry.
I had a huge breakfast with my boyfriend.
MAN: No, you didn't.
WOMAN: OK.
But I do have a boyfriend.
MAN: So?
WOMAN: I'm leaving.
Thanks for having me.
MAN: Your bag's still here.
WOMAN: [UNDER BREATH]
Shit.
MAN: Please stay.
I don't get a lot of people here.
WOMAN: Are the windows always closed?
MAN: I'm a pretty good cook.
WOMAN: Well, I bet.
So how long have you lived here?
It's so empty.
MAN: Two years in this apartment.
WOMAN: No way.
Me too, next door.
Stop staring at me like that.
[CHUCKLES]
MAN: [CHUCKLES]
WOMAN: [CHUCKLES]
MAN: [CHUCKLES]
WOMAN: I'm going to use your phone again.
Hey, you think you could come sooner?
[WHISPERING]
It's the neighbor.
Because it's getting weird.
He's sort of funny.
I'm serious.
Yes.
No, I can't leave.
Because.
What are you making?
MAN: Noodles and meatloaf.
WOMAN: Yum.
MAN: It's my mother's favorite.
WOMAN: Oh, is she coming?
MAN: No, she died two years ago.
WOMAN: Here?
I'm sorry.
I'm a little scattered.
MAN: Why don't you sit down?
WOMAN: Was that your boyfriend on the phone?
Did you hear that?
MAN: Sound travels in here.
WOMAN: I should go.
MAN: You don't have to.
WOMAN: Is there something on my face?
You can't just put your finger in a person's mouth.
MAN: Why?
WOMAN: Are you sick?
[SIGHS]
What is this?
Why do you have my mail?
MAN: I don't know.
WOMAN: You don't know?
MAN: No, I don't know.
WOMAN: You're lying.
MAN: Please don't be upset.
I think I picked it up by accident.
WOMAN: I'm not upset.
I'm just confused.
MAN: You are upset.
You're yelling at me, and you're looking at
me like I hurt you.
WOMAN: No, I'm not yelling.
MAN: Do you always wear your hair like that?
WOMAN: What?
What's your name?
MAN: August.
WOMAN: August?
MAN: Augustus.
WOMAN: Augustus?
MAN: I grew up here, next door.
WOMAN: I'm leaving.
MAN: Please don't be mad at me.
WOMAN: Stay back.
MAN: Can I hold you?
WOMAN: No.
[SCREAMS]
MAN: Please don't be upset with me.
I promise I'll be good.
I just--
I just don't want to be alone.
WOMAN: My boyfriend's on his way here.
So I don't know what you have planned.
But you're not going to get away with it.
[WHIMPERS]
[CLATTERING]
MAN: [YELLING]
Shit!
[KNOCK ON DOOR]