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Stu: The first step to being noticed is being mentioned.

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Stu: Where? Where are you?
The Caller: There are hundred of windows out there. Why don't you check them out?

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Pamela McFadden: Look, I may be from Montana, but we have men there also.

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The Caller: Come on Stu. You're a selfish guy. Just pick one of them and save yourself.

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The Caller: [after Stu hung up] Hi Stu! Now,you've had your little tantrum, and you've said some things in anger that I am willing to forget. Let's start over.

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The Caller: I have no use for you Stu.

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Stu: So you're an actor?
The Caller: Yes, one of your pathetic failed ones. You don't have to come find me and ruin me, I can't get work as it is. I've done some off-Broadway, some off-Manhattan, but that dried up. Now I wait tables, clean toilets, anything I can to make the rent. I'm a walking cliché.

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The Caller: Everybody does harm.

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Stu: Stop this! I can't take this anymore.

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The Caller: You are going to learn to obey me.

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The Caller: Deception can't go unrewarded.

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The Caller: Look at these guys. You can smell the fear.
Stu: 10 cops.
The Caller: This reminds me of 'nam.
Stu: Vietnam?
The Caller: Yes, Vietnam.
Stu: I was too young to go, but I've seen pictures.
The Caller: Well, pictures can't do it,

Stu. You can't imagine the fear, the stench, pigs eating napalm-charred bodies. Children leaving grenades in your boots.
Stu: [sputtering] A-and then you got blamed for the war.
The Caller: I came home and people spat on me.
Stu: This countr - this country owes you an apology. Look, I just had this vision of you coming back

from the war, you know. Inured to the killing, not able to get work, isolated. I think that could be made into a pretty affecting story and one that, you know, everyone understands. And I think cops...
[the Caller starts chuckling]
Stu: I think they're on the side of vets.
The Caller: You are pathetic, Stu. Why don't you wake up?

"Napalm-charred bodies"? I'd have to be 50 to be in that war!

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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.