Well, in New YorkCity, in any city,
but here they'reso obnoxiously rich
if you go in certainparts of town.
Like, my husband andI actually saved up
to go to this reallynice restaurant.
And we go there and actuallyheard a child say this, Daddy,
do we have to havelobster again?
So I ate flamingchild for dessert.
It was very nice though.
[laughter]-You know, I think about that.
Was that mean about Ivana Trump?
I shouldn't make fun of her.
Well, I'm not sayingshe's an opportunist,
but she opened a wig salon nextto Sloan Kettering. [laughs]
-Oh, guess what I thinkabout when you groan?
Guess how cocky I'm gettingOK, I'm about a spit away
from learning to type anyway.
-OK, all right.
I have to go.
I'm just in themarket for death.
That's all I want.
-I had- I'm limping.
I had a little accidentwith one of those girls
that spray cologne onyou in department stores.
I had a book of matches.
I don't need to tellyou what happened.
-Don't they chap your ass?
I hate those girls, youknow, the ones who come up,
and all they do is spray.
You know, they don'teven say the name
of what they're selling.
Or that's all they say.
They don't have totell you anything.
You know, the ones whocome up and go, Obsession.
-I am 35.
You are 18.
You have no idea whatobsession is yet.
-It's not in a bottle.
Come here, little fetal tissue.
I will tell youwhat obsession is.
-Obsession is roamingaround the bushes outside
of a married man'shouse at midnight
with a machete in onehand and a big jar
of Vick's VapoRub in the other.
-Now go tell your daddy that.
[laughter and applause]
-And tell him to call me.