GK: I love Schubert. I know some people think he's kind of syrupy but I find him very moving.
SS: That's the CD your old girlfriend sent you.
GK: It is? Oh. It is.
SS: She sent it on your birthday.
GK: It's beautiful though, isn't it?
SS: The music is, yes. What special personal associations it has for you, I have no way of knowing. She was the German one, right? Hilda?
SS: By the way, just so you know, Josh broke up with Stephanie.
GK: His girlfriend?
SS: Right. But we can't worry about that. We have to lead our own lives.
SS: Do I still excite you?
GK: You do.
SS: Would you mind changing this CD? I don't want to make love to a CD that your old girlfriend sent you, okay? Just change it.
GK: Okay. What do you want instead?
SS: How about Tchaikovsky?
GK: Too weepy.
GK: Too churchy.
(KNOCKS ON DOOR)
TR (JOSH, OUTSIDE): Mom? Dad? Can I come in?
GK: No, don't come in----- (DOOR OPEN)
TR (TEEN): Jeeze, it's like pitch-black in here. Where are you?
GK: Never mind.
TR (TEEN): What's wrong?
GK: Nothing, just leave ---- okay?
TR (TEEN): Dude-----What are you doing in the dark, Dad?
GK: Just putting on a pair of pants, that's all.
TR (TEEN): What's the problem?
SS: Nothing, it's just that sometimes Dad and I like to be alone. You understand.
TR (TEEN): You've been alone all evening.
GK: Anyway-----We're going to go to bed now. Okay? So---- see you in the morning.
TR (TEEN): Okay. Cool. See ya. Mind if I take the car?
TR (TEEN): Good night, Mom.
SS: Good night, honey.
TR (TEEN): You two take it easy.
GK: Yeah, you too. Good night. (DOOR CLOSE)
SS: Come here.
GK: I'm coming. What do you want to listen to? How about "Tales of Hoffman Offenbach" ---
SS: Your girlfriend didn't give you that?
GK: She liked Schubert. Not opera
SS: Put your arm around me.
SS: Push Play.
GK: What does that mean?
SS: Push the play button.
GK: Oh. You mean on the CD player.
SS: What did you think I meant?
TALES OF HOFFMAN