Blow Out

Matter of fact, last night
I was out recording some sounds.

What do you mean, sound effects?
You know, when you see a movie and you
hear a door slam or a bird chirp or wind,

I record those actual sounds,
and then I put them in a movie,
and then you see the movie.

- Oh.
- Last night...

- Big movies?
- No. Just...

Just bad ones, unfortunately.
I really love movies, you know.
It's a very interesting subject to me
because I do make-up.

Right now it's only behind a counter, but
I dream about doin' make-up for movies.

I've seen these big movie stars
like Barbra Streisand, you know?

- They don't do it right.
- No.

- I know how to fix a face.
- Really? That's good.

I want you to hear something. Look.
Last night I was recording some sounds,
and I recorded your accident.

I got the whole thing on tape.
- Oh. You recorded the accident.
- Yes, I did.

Except I don't think you had an accident.
I think your tyre was shot out.

- That's crazy.
- No, it's not. Listen to this.

You're gonna hear two sounds. The first
is a gunshot, and the second is a blowout.

All right? Listen up.

- Now listen again.
- I heard a noise. Maybe it was a gunshot.

But, I'll tell you, I don't really feature
listenin' to a replay of last night.

It's kinda depressing.
- Can I ask you something?
- What?

What were you doing with McRyan?
That's a very personal question.
That's none of your business.

- I don't mean the details. I just...
- I'm gettin' a cold here.

- Forget it, Sally.
- Personal questions.

- I don't even know who you are.
- I'd like you to get to know who I am.

- How about that drink?
- Some other time, OK?

Sally, I saved your life. The least
you could do is have a drink with me.