Waitress: Authentic Mexican tacos.
Lou: We have tacos. I don’t know how Mexican they are.
Att’y: Yeah, well, I just want to make sure I get what I’m paying for. ’Cause they’re five for a dollar? I’ll take five of them.
Duke: Taco burger, what’s that?
(Sound. of diesel engine truck. -Ed.]
Att’y: That’s a hamburger. with a taco in the middle.
Duke: A taco on a bun.
Att’y: I betcha your tacos are just hamburgers with a shell sad of a bun.
Waitress: I don’t know
Att’y: You just started working here?
Waitress: Today.
Att’y: I thought so, I’ve never saw you here before. You go school around here?
Waitress: No, I don’t go to school.
Duke: Oh? Why not? Are you sick?
Att’y: Never mind that. We came here for tacos.
[Pause.]
Att’y: As your attorney I advise you to get the chiliburger. a hamburger with chili on it.
Duke: That’s too heavy for me.
Att’y: Then I advise you to get a taco burger, try that one.
Duke: ...the taco has meat in it. I’ll try that one. And coffee now. Right now. So I can drink it while I’m waiting.
Waitress: That’s all you want, one taco burger?
Duke: Well, I’ll try it, I might want two.
Att’y: Are your eyes blue or green?
Waitress: Pardon?
Att’y: Blue or green?
Waitress: They change.
Att’y: Like a lizard?
Waitress: Like a cat.
Att’y: Oh, the lizard changes the color of his skin ...
Waitress: Want anything to drink?
Att’y: Beer. And I have beer in the car. Tons of it. The back seat’s full of it.
Duke: I don’t like mixing coconuts up with beer and ham—let’s smash the bastards.. right in the middle of the highway ... Is Boulder City somewhere around
Waitress: Boulder City? Do you want sugar?
Duke: Yeah.
Att’y: We’re in Boulder City, huh? Or very close to it?
Duke: I don’t know.
Waitress: There it is. That sign says Boulder City, OK. Aren’t you from Nevada?
Att’y: No. We’ve never been here before. Just traveling through.
Waitress: You just go straight up this road here.
Att’y: Any action up there in Boulder City?
Waitress: Don’t ask me. I don’t ...
Att’y: Any gambling there?
Waitress: I don’t know, it’s just a little town.
Duke: Where is the casino?
Waitress: I don’t know.
Att’y: Wait a minute, where are you from?
Waitress: New York.
Att’y: And you’ve just been here a day.
Waitress: No, I’ve been here for a while.
Att’y: Where do you go around here? Say you wanted to go swimming or something like that?
Waitress: In my backyard.
Att’y: What’s the address?
Waitress: Um, go to the ...ah ...the pool’s not open yet.
Att’y: Let me explain it to you, let me run it down just briefly if I can. We’re looking for the American Dream, and we were told it was somewhere in this area .... Well, we’re here looking for it, ’cause they sent us out here all the way from San Francisco to look for it. That’s why they gave us this white Cadillac, they figure that we could catch up with it in that ...
Waitress: Hey Lou, you know where the American Dream is?
Att’y (to Duke): She’s asking the cook if he knows where the American Dream is.
Waitress: Five tacos, one taco burger. Do you know where the American Dream is?
Att’y: Well, we don’t know, we were sent out here from Francisco to look for the American Dream, by a magazine to cover it.
Lou: Oh, you mean a place.
Att’y: A place called the American Dream.
Lou: Is that the old Psychiatrist’s Club?
Waitress: I think so.
Att’y: The old Psychiatrist’s Club?
Lou: Old Psychiatrist’s Club, it’s on Paradise . . Are you serious?
Att’y: Oh, no honest, look at that car, I mean, do I look like own a car like that?
Lou: Could that be the old Psychiatrist’s Club? It was a discoteque place ...
Att’y: Maybe that’s it.
Waitress: It’s on Paradise and what?
Lou: Ross Allen had the old Psychiatrist’s Club. Is he the owner now?
Duke: I don’t know.
Att’y: All we were told was, go till you find the American Dream. Take this white
Cadillac and go find the American Dream. It’s somewhere in the Las Vegas area.
Lou: That has to be the old . . .
Att’y: ... and it’s a silly story to do, but you know, that’s we get paid for.
Lou: Are you taking pictures of it, or ...
Att’y: No, no--no pictures.
Lou: ... or did somebody just send you on a goose chase?
Att’y: It’s sort of a wild goose chase, more or less, but personally we’re dead serious.
Lou: Thas to be the old Psychiatrist’s Club, but the only people who hang out there is a bunch of pushers, peddlers, up wners, and all that stuff.
Att’y: Maybe that’s it. Is it a night-time place or is it an all day...
Lou: Oh, honey, this never stops. But it’s not a casino.
Att’y: What kind of place is it?
