Always Shine Page #6
- I'm just trying
to get to know the girl.
- The girl?
Now, you're really
putting your foot in it.
She's a woman.
- It's fine.
- Oh my god, okay.
The woman, I'm sorry.
The last time I saw
him, he was like,
"listen, man, I'm
gonna become a monk,"
so now, you're here, and
my curiosity is peaked.
- Summer, lay off.
Lay off.
- Oh my,
lay off of what?
I'm just talking to, I'm
trying to get to know her?
- What information?
- I don't know, the basics.
- Just basics.
- - She's an actress.
- Really?
- Mm-hmm.
- Summer used
to be an actress.
- It was another lifetime.
I was really bad.
- So.
Acting is acting.
She used to Shakespeare
and everything.
- Thank you, and you are next,
if you don't eat your food.
I'm sorry, that was sweet.
So, do you like it?
Acting?
- Uh, I don't.
Yeah, I guess.
- Yeah?
You must be really brave?
- No, I'm not brave.
- No, I think so.
- Anybody want more wine?
- No, no,
no, I'll get it.
I'll get it.
- No, no, it's fine.
- - You sure?
- Out back, on the cooler.
- Do you ever feel like a whore?
- Are you okay?
- Huh? Yeah.
- Let me
see. Let me see.
What happened?
Does it really hurt?
- I don't know.
some broken glass.
- Here.
- Thanks.
I'm gonna put some
pressure on it.
- No, no,
it's okay, it's okay.
- I feel like
I'm not showing you
a good time.
I really wasn't expecting
to like you this much.
You know, when we first
met, when I gave you a lift,
I thought you were a
snob, but for some reason,
I just kept thinking about you.
Then you came into the bar, and,
I was glad.
And, I think you're
really great.
I think you're soft, and,
sweet.
I feel like you really
understand me, or something.
I feel like I could want that.
You're just a really
special person, Beth.
- You pretend to
be so f***ing helpless,
but you're actually
a f***ing liar.
- What do
you want from me?
- I bet you think
you're better than me, huh?
But you're not.
- Please, please.
and you are a horrible
f***ing friend!
- Tell me what
you want from me,
and I will pay it!
I don't know what you want!
- That's right, cry.
Cry, you f***ing b*tch.
Fake f***ing crocodile tears
from your fake f***ing
Hollywood c*nt.
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