Like me? Want me? Let's go. Harlan... I've got a friend. It's OK though. He won't mind....

Lynn Halsey-Taylor: [kissing a man outside the Zanzibar after the show] Like me?
[he kisses her]
Lynn Halsey-Taylor: Want me?
Harlan: Let's go.
Lynn Halsey-Taylor: Harlan... I've got a friend. It's OK though. He won't mind. He might just want to come along.
Harlan: [thinking for a moment] Let's go.
[Lynn stops when she sees Philo standing in the shadows]
Harlan: Is this your...
Lynn Halsey-Taylor: [cutting him off] No.
Harlan: You want to talk to him?
Philo Beddoe: [to Harlan] The lady and I have a little business. I expect you'll be excusing us.
Harlan: Maybe you ought to excuse yourself.
Lynn Halsey-Taylor: It's OK, Harlan. I'll just be a minute.
Harlan: Are you sure?
Lynn Halsey-Taylor: Yes.
[Harlan walks off]
Lynn Halsey-Taylor: [to Philo, coldly] It's your own goddamn fault. Who asked you to follow me?
Philo Beddoe: [stunned] I just thought...
Lynn Halsey-Taylor: [interrupting] You thought? If you'd thought, you would've taken some very broad hints! I've been trying to get rid of you practically ever since the first night we met!
Philo Beddoe: What about Taos?
Lynn Halsey-Taylor: What about it?
[in disgust]
Lynn Halsey-Taylor: I need it just like anybody else.
Philo Beddoe: You do this all the time?
Lynn Halsey-Taylor: [sardonically] Yeah, I do this all the time! And you and me had our time! So how come you don't know when to disappear?
Philo Beddoe: [she turns to leave... Philo grabs her arm] Come here.
Lynn Halsey-Taylor: Take your hands off me!
Schyler: [stepping from shadows] Lynn? Is everything all right?
Lynn Halsey-Taylor: Schuyler, this is the one from L.A... the one who's been following me. The big dumb one I told you about.
Philo Beddoe: Schuyler with the shotgun?
Lynn Halsey-Taylor: That was MY idea. I was hoping he'd scare you away