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

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.