[NICK]

Okay, Nick you're now inside a

Secret small apartment up in Sugarhill

[CATHERINE, spoken]

My sister Myrtle said you were a ten. You're a four

[NICK]

When Tom and Myrtle got here

They went straight into the bedroom

And they're in there still

[CATHERINE, spoken]

These are the McKees. They like to watch!

[NICK]

So I'm stuck makin' small talk

While they **** a few feet away

Smilin' at strangers

Who all look at me like I'm their prey

I close my eyes but all I see

Is the glowing face of Daisy Fay

[MRS. MCKEE, spoken]

Mr. McKee has taken two hundred and twenty seven photographs of me

[MR MCKEE, spoken]

Two-twenty eight

[NICK]

I never should have come here

As my palms begin to sweat

I need a dose of culture

And I need a cigarette

Oh, they really

Should've dropped me

At The Met

[NICK, spoken]

I'm not drinkin'

[TOM, spoken]

I'm not drinkin' alone

[MRS. MCKEE, spoken]

Love the dress. Love!

[MYRTLE, spoken]

This crazy old thing? I just slip it on when I don't really care what I look like

[CATHERINE, spoken]

The tag's still on it

[NICK]

I said just one drink but if I lowball it I'm guessin'

This is number three

[TOM, spoken]

Bedroom's free if you wanna shake the sheets with Catherine

[NICK]

All that I can think of is that ill-considered favor

Gatsby asked of me

[CATHERINE, spoken]

In the bedroom lighting, I'm an eight

[NICK]

When I got here

I should've said I wouldn't be stayin' long

Everyone is flirtin' now

And they're all comin' on too strong

At least the Midwest blessed me

With a stellar sense of right and wrong

[MR MCKEE, spoken]

Mrs. McKee and I have an open relationship. She has sex with other people, and I'm open to it

[NICK]

I need a cup of coffee

As the sun begins to set

They sang "Ain't We Got Fun?" so loud

It's sounding like a threat

Oh, they really

Should've dropped me

At The Met

[CATHERINE, spoken]

Jay Gatsby? The millionaire on Long Island? He's a five

[NICK, spoken]

But would you go to tea with him?

[CATHERINE, spoken]

No, but only because tea makes me vomit

[MR. MCKEE, spoken]

I'd love to do more work on Long Island, if I could gain entry

[NICK]

People disappear and reappear

And then they lose each other in the fray

[TOM, drunk]

Do you like polo ponies?

[MYRTLE, spoken]

Tom!

[NICK]

They search for each other

And are reunited only a few feet away

[MYRTLE, spoken]

That's my sister!

[TOM, spoken]

Oh, relax, Myrtle

[NICK]

There's a flash and a crash

Over the oversized furniture

I look around for Catherine

And I find that I'm on top of her

And all of this is captured

By the greedy-eyed photographer

[MR. MCKEE, spoken]

I want to capture your musk

[NICK]

Who stalks me like a vulture

Here's a night I'll soon regret

She's got another bottle

So this isn't over yet

Oh, they really

Should've dropped me

At The Met

[MYRTLE, spoken]

Don't you treat me that way! Don't you flirt with my sister!

[TOM, spoken]

Cool it, Myrtle!

[MYRTLE, spoken]

Would you do that to Daisy, huh?

[TOM, spoken]

You don't mention Daisy!

[MYRTLE, spoken]

Oh, why not. You take shots at George every chance you can get, but Daisy is off limits?

[TOM, spoken]

I'm warning you. Myrtle!

[MYRTLE, spoken]

Daisy, Daisy, Daisy. I'll say it whenever I want. Daisy!

[MYRTLE, spoken]

You broke my nose! You broke my nose!

[CATHERINE, spoken]

You broke my sister's nose!

[TOM, spoken]

It was an accident

[CATHERINE, spoken]

Don't touch her!

[MYRTLE, spoken]

Don't you touch me, I'll call the cops!

[NICK]

If I wondered whether Tom's an asshole

Tom's an asshole, he removed all doubt

And Gatsby's proposition is the only thing

My spinning mind can think about

I just sink in a sofa as the night grows more dim

God, what a coward

Should have torn the bastard limb from limb

But maybe there's another way

That I can still get back at him

(spoken)

Yes. Please connect me with Jay Gatsby