Nesse instante em que começo a escrever já temos uma voraz produtora de letras (Uma Thurman) tentando alavancar a carreira de de Emmet Ray através de sua paixão por personagens intensos. Emmet Ray à época era casado com a tal repórter, cujo nome era Blanche.
Quanto mais se conhecia a respeito da dita moça, mais obscuro se tornava o nosso causo. Talvez Emmet nunca quisesse um caso sério, ou então fora apenas um grande malandro que enganara Hattie de maneira covarde:
“Emmet Ray
I used to have a stable of girls in this town…
Blanche
No!
Emmet Ray
I made some money… but whores are (um…) unpredictable. They’re… They’re nuts!
Blanche
Really?
Emmet Ray
Yeah… But money is money…
Blanche
I – I mean, you pimped? You procured?
I can’t stand it! It’s just too perfect!
Emmet Ray
Eh! I don’t like that word…
Blanche
Which?
Emmet Ray
Pimp.
Ah-I was a manager… What’s so perfect?
Blanche
Well, the whole seemy underworld. I mean: The girls I came out with were whores too, only we called them debutantes.
Emmet Ray
Eh, I lived in a whore house once. When I was eighteen, for six months. I didn’t have a job nor money.
The ma’am put me up. She was a friend of my mother’s.
Blanche
I’m sure you learned a lot there!
Emmet Ray
I don’t know. It’s like being a cook:
[When] you’re in the kitchen all day, you don’t want to look at the food.
Blanche
OH!...
I’d love to be a whore for a year. Just a year.
Emmet Ray
Well… if you ever want a manager, well?
Emmet Ray
Oh, look at that beauty!...
Blanche
What is this fascination with trains?
Emmet Ray
What do you mean?
Blanche
Do you have the urge to go off to unknown destinations??
Emmet Ray
For what point?
Blanche
Are you trying to recapture some intangible feeling from childhood?
when you dreamt of glamorous cities just out of reach??
Emmet Ray
I’m not trying to recapture anything from childhood, it stinked.
Blanche
Then I can only think it must be the power of the locomotive,
The sheer and potent sexual energy that arouses your masculinity.
The wheels… the hot furnace, pistons pumping!
Emmet Ray
You sound like you wanna go to bed with the train.”
(Sweet and Lowdown (1999) by Woody Allen)
