旅行终点 The End of the Tour Movie Script

DAVID:

Good dog! There you go, thatta boy.

(to Lipsky) Don’t leave food within their reach - they will eat it.

Lipsky takes a note.

DAVID:

You’re not gonna make me look like one of those insane old women who talk to their dogs, are you?

LIPSKY:

Don’t worry.

DAVID:

I am worried: my dogs’ll be offended.

LIPSKY:

Your dogs are not gonna read it.

Drone playfully nudges Lipsky to the floor.

DAVID:

Wow - he’s never taken to a male like he’s taken to you.

LIPSKY:

Really?

DAVID:

Except for me, of course.

The phone rings. David hands Lipsky his burger.

DAVID:

Hold this?

LIPSKY:

Sure.

David goes to get the phone.

DAVID:

(on the phone) Hello? Oh, hey.

78.

He turns away from Lipsky and lowers his voice but Lipsky can still hear him.

DAVID:

Yeah, I would like to. I can’t right now. I’ve got this guy here.

Lipsky is stung: After all the intimacy they shared, Lipsky is just “this guy.”

DAVID:

The Rolling Stone guy. Yeah. Well, he should be leaving pretty soon. Can I just meet you there? Okay? Great.

See you there. Bye.

He hangs up. Lipsky tries not to show his hurt.

LIPSKY:

I should get out of here, let you get on with your life.

DAVID:

Just this friend. This dance I like to go to, with this friend.