I just have some basic questions. Price Oh, who gives a rat's ass? Bateman I'm ignoring you. You should look into. Bateman That's so typical, isn't it? You're right, I should.
You forgot to sign. He has a surgical mask in one hand. I'm not very good at controlling it anyway. Kimball The disappearance of Paul Owen. These are his peak hours. Bateman gets up from his bed and goes over to his armoire.
The sound of more COP cars arriving. Price shoots him a look. McDermott stops by the table. Kimball is clearly giving up on Bateman for now. Patten is the yes man. From behind, we follow Bateman as he walks across the room and stands behind the couch. Bateman Oh, I don't know, Victoria. Bateman Do you want to come to my apartment or not? Sabrina, why don't you dance a little?
(Laughs) Jeez Patrick I mean Marcus, what are you thinking? There are definite do's and don'ts, good buddy, of wearing a bold-striped shirt. Bateman Not if you want to keep your spleen. Homeless MAN I'm hungry bateman I know that, I know that. An unopened suitcase and a woman's large, straw open- top handbag are on the bureau. Bateman's shadowed figure is hunched over the Homeless Man, stabbing him in the stomach. Bateman "In Too Deep" is the most moving pop song of the 1980s about monogamy and commitment. I guess you could say I just want to have a meaningful relationship with someone special. Bateman Just come in the limo and talk to me for a minute.
Bateman (V.O.) My nightly bloodlust has overflowed into my days. McDermott is going to sign a peace treaty with him between the United States and Russia. The Maitre D' starts giggling quietly and then more loudly until the laughter is almost hysterical and he hangs up the phone. The occupants of nearby tables begin to stare. Do you know that? Price How can he lie like that? Bateman I have to return some videotapes. It's busy and so he puts it on speakerphone, constant redial. It is early afternoon, a hot mid-summer day.
It's all over evelyn (Motioning to the waiter for water) Touchy, touchy. The Waiter sets down plates containing tiny, elaborately decorated starters. You'll want to change before we go out. We see the pages that she is looking. I can't make myself any clearer carnes But that's simply not possible. Van Patten wears horn-rimmed glasses. Bateman He led what I suppose was an orderly life. Jean I'll. Mcdermott You can't eat at Smith and Wollensky without ordering the hash browns. Courtney'S bedroom - night Bateman and Courtney are in Courtney's bed.
Kimball What do you mean. I think it would be a turn-on. Mcdermott He is totally harmless you geek. I'm glad you said that. "What about fucking dinner?" Mcdermott Ah, cheer up, Bateman.
Don't even pretend you were interested for any other reason. Owen is slumped drunkenly in a white Eames chair, a glass in his hand. The others murmur agreement. Jean Just say no? Vegetable The very geography seems to give us a climate of nefariousness, of back-doorness, dark and shadowy. Au Bar afterwards, maybe.
The kiss is disturbed and finally interrupted by the buzzing closeness of an inconsiderate fly. Bateman Listen, the mud soup and the charcoal arugula are outrageous here. And will you blow off a fucking phone call from your sad excuse for a boyfriend to eat there tonight. Bateman What exactly do you mean? You can have them. I guess I've killed 20 people, maybe 40-I have tapes of a lot. Courtney (Thickly) Oh God, Patrick. Paul owen'S apartment - night Bateman is letting himself into the apartment.
There has been no reason for me to tell you any of this. Was hot out today, no? Price leaps from the balcony. He begins selecting bottles jars and brushes, laying them in readiness on the marble counter. Bateman Would you like to accompany me to dinner? He said he'd call tonight. Victoria Oh my, I see.
He strokes Bateman's hair. Paul owen'S apartment building - DAY Bateman walks into the lobby of Paul Owen's building. Qualified for anything else? VAN patten Listen, what about dinner? Jean Oh, I can't. We see railroad tracks, smokestacks, wholesale fruit-and- vegetable markets, old municipal buildings, empty lots. I have. Cars drift past, their headlights momentarily illuminating the body left twitching on the ground.