There are an estimated eight million people in the five boroughs in New York, twelve...

NARRATOR: [narrating first lines] there are an estimated eight million people in the five boroughs in New York, twelve million in the greater metropolitan area. There are almost 10 million telephone exchange lines, over fifty phone services. Three million New Yorkers are cell phone users. It used to be a mark of insanity to see people talk to themselves now it's a mark of status, and speed dial is quickly replacing the drop of a coin. Despite an increase usage of cellular devices, an estimated four and a half million residents and two million visitors still utilize payphones on a regular basis. This is the telephone booth on 53rd and 8th, perhaps the last vestige of privacy on Manhattan's west side. It's the last booth of its type, still in regular operation. Three hundred calls originate here on a daily basis. This location has been burglarized forty-one times in the last six months. Version has scheduled this structure to be torn down and replaced with a kiosk as of 8am tomorrow. Hardly two blocks away, meet the man who will be the final operator of that booth.

NARRATOR: There are an estimated 8 million people in the five boroughs of New York. 12 million in the greater metropolitan area. There are almost 10 million telephone exchange lines. Over 50 phone services. 3 million New Yorkers are cell phone users. It used to be a mark of insanity to see people talk to themselves. Now it's a mark of status. And speed dial is quickly replacing the drop of a coin. Despite increased usage of cellular devices... ...an estimated 4.5 million residents and 2 million visitors... ...still utilize pay phones on a regular basis. This is the telephone booth at 53rd and 8th... ...perhaps the last vestige of privacy on Manhattan's West Side. It is the last booth of its type, still in regular operation. Up to 300 calls daily originate here. This location has been burglarized 41 times in the last six months. Verizon has scheduled this structure to be torn down... ...and replaced with a kiosk as of 8 a.m. tomorrow. Hardly two blocks away... ...meet the man who is to be the final occupant of that booth. Donny. Donny. Donny, listen to me. I said I'd get you magazine coverage, and I'm getting you in a magazine. Look, you gotta trust me. No means yes to these people. Get What's Up? magazine on the line. Yeah, I heard you. Donny, I got What's Up? magazine on the line. They wanna know about you, so I'm hanging up. This is Erica or Lars. I can't tell the difference. - You got Stu. - We said no. I didn't near you, so I'm giving you a second chance. - We don't do magicians. - Magicians? Donny G is an artist who happens to look like a supermodel. - The New Guys is offering him the cover. - New Guys wants him? And I haven't told my client, my favorite client... ...that I am making this call, all right? He wants New Guys. I want you and I can make him come around... ...but you'll lose us if I don't hear from you by end of business. Get New Guys. Tell him What's Up? Is offering a cover. Okay. Big Q. Adam, I know three people looking for dog walkers. That could be you. "Sit. Stay. Don't worry, Fluffy, I'll clean your shit and wipe your ass." - You got Stu. - What's up with my party, Stu? I was just telling my assistant to get my favorite client... ...on the phone, and here you are. Nice. Listen. Seriously, we gotta look at a new night for your release party. There are two premieres, a fundraiser. All the happening places are booked. If we move the date... Voodoo on you-do, motherfucker, from Big Q to Big Stu! - Big Q, be reasonable. - Motherfucker, I'm a gangster! - I don't gotta be reasonable! - You're cutting out. Hello? Big Q? Next time I'm gonna kill your cracker-ass if you keep talking about me like that! Right? N.Y.P.D. Blue, 11 o'clock. Stuey, the hardest working PR guy. How's business? How many times I have to tell you, Wyatt? I'm a publicist. - Tickets. - Tickets. STU: Four for Britney Spears, right? You put the "Ho" in show business, Stuey. It's Stu. What do you got for me? They just checked Mrs. Sharp into Bellevue again. - Page Six. Tell Britney I send my love. OFFICER: All right. Enjoy the show. Hold on a sec. Page Six, this is Lana. [LANA SNEEZES] Bless you. Lana, it's Stu Shepard. Bless you. - Is it you or your boss calling? - It's me. I'm looking for some mutual back-scratching. You get my privileged N.Y.P.D. Blue info and I get you to save my ass. Not now, Stu. I'm a sick woman.