hello.
jake? how did you know i was here?
how did you know that? i didn't have this dress when we were.
thanks. what are you doin' here? aren't you supposed to be in mexico somewhere?
that's great. i'm happy for you, jake.
i gotta get back.
my life is different from when you knew me.
couldn't we talk about this some other time? i really gotta.
i don't think that's a good idea.
lawyer. please, jake, he's watching us.
jake.
all right. 555-9314.
jake, you shouldn't have come here.
let's talk in my office, okay?
i told you i don't think it's a good idea for us to see each other.
we don't have anything in common. sometimes i wonder if we ever did.
i stopped bein' an athlete three years ago. books are my life now.
don't you dare laugh, jake. in two years i've put together one of the best special collections departments in the country.
you never read anything i asked you to.
his name is tom, and keep your voice down.
he's stable. he's intelligent.  and i've never found him in bed with a stewardess.
just like always, you don't take anything seriously. everything's a joke to you.
tom and i are getting married in the fall.
what plans?
how can you think stuff like that? i haven't seen you in two years. you never even wrote me a letter.
not so loud, jake.
what about the night you had in detroit with miss dairy queen?
what a bunch of bullshit! i have a much better body than she does.
you haven't changed at all, have you?
i'm sorry, jake. you'll always be the little boy who wouldn't grow up.
this isn't my place.
yeh, he's gotta be goin'.
he was one of the best in baseball until he had problems with his knees.
yes.
two hundred individual medley.
leaving her seat and starting up the aisle.
in the parking lot. as she goes to unlock her car, taylor looks around hurriedly for some kind of vehicle to follow her in.
you follow me here too?
what do you mean?
i just wanted to see you play.
you looked good, but you oughta open your stance a little. they're pitching you inside.
sorry, i already ate.
thanks for the race.
mine. you follow me again?
i just wanted to see you play.
you looked good, but you oughta open your stance a little. they're pitchin' you inside.
i think i oughta tell you that i'm moving in with tom.
i'm not goin' uptown, i just want to lead a regular life. you know, like an adult maybe. with a house and a garden and normal hours.
you like the life you've had, jake. you like hangin' out with the boys, livin' in hotels, eatin' dinner at midnight, having girls send you their underwear in the mail. remember the surprise party i threw for you when you made the all-star team? you never showed up, but the doorbell rang once and we all got quiet and hid behind the furniture. it was a guy to serve you with a paternity suit.
yes, but you had obviously been with her. and it happened in front of all our friends.
i've come back to you too many times, jake. i can't afford to believe you anymore.
i guess so. did you really read "moby dick?"
october third.
you're still their favorite.
tom doesn't like big weddings. you coulda read plot outlines of 101 great novels.
at any library.
all saints on euclid.
yeh. who saved ishmael at the end?
where?
if you want. maybe you really did read it.
this doesn't change anything, you know. we were always good at this.
what?
use your imagination.
excuse me. i was in town for a conference and thought i'd drop by, but i can see you're busy.
thank you. i didn't think you'd come.
good luck today, jake.
no, i came to see you.
even for last night?
then you weren't defending my honor again?