Lit in royal blue, a subway train leaves the station. Rod Stewart, his hands in his coat, watches the train as he walks on the bridge.
In black-and-white, a young woman fixes her braid in her apartment. She walks by a fortysomething man sitting on a chair on the sidewalk.
Stewart warms his hands over the fire, inside the garbage can. Two violinists play beside him.
Back in black-and-white, the young woman walks down the stairs to the subway. She takes the escalator. Back in royal blue, he sits on a bench. In black-and-white, she gets on the train. She finds a seat and sees a young man walk by her. He smiles at her while he stands by the pole. She stares at him as he waits on the platform and heads for the sidewalk. She takes the train back and forth.
Stewart, while he sits on a bench by the garbage cans, waves his handkerchief.
Back in black-and-white, the young woman grins to see the young man waiting for her on the sidewalk.
Stewart rides in the back of the train.
The young woman glances at the window out of the bookstore. The young man could be on the next block or in the restaurant a few doors away. A customer asks if they have a certain store. The young woman turns towards the register and says she can look it up for her. She orders the book for the customer and looks out the window again.
On her break, she eats her sandwich and raises her head as she sees a young man wearing a leather jacket. She slumps her shoulders. It wasn’t him. It was the third time she thought it was him today. She likely won’t ever see him again.
While taking the train on her day off, she spots him sitting in the corner and waves. However, he continues to read his magazine. She looks down and turns her head away. He probably didn’t remember her from the other day. He watches her as she shifts in her seat. He passes by her and smiles. She smiles back at him. He sits next to her and asks her name. She introduces herself and asks for his name. The train stops and he says goodbye to her.
She thinks of going out on a date with him as she puts books away during her shift. At least they finally talked. Their schedules somewhat matched. She wants to him to ask him where he works and if he has a favorite book. However, she tries not to get her hopes up.
As she walks on the sidewalk, she sees him waiting for her. He asks her if she wants to go for a walk in the park. She says “sure” and says it’s good to be done with work. He asks where she works. She tells him and says she has a hard time not spending most of her paycheck there. He says he reads non-fiction essays. She asks him if he has any favorites. As they continue to talk, he says he’d like to take her for dinner. She says she can on Saturday. He says he’ll meet her at 7 p.m. She gives him her phone number and says to give her a call just in case. He tucks it in his wallet and hugs her. She smiles to herself as she walks home.
Director: N/A Year: 1989