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the difference.
Hey, what's your deal?
You're having
a good time with someone
and you just take off,
you split.
- What's that?
- Is that what you think?
What I think is that
you have a boyfriend.
- You're wrong.
- Oh right.
Then what was the big emergency?
Who's "monkey"?
- My little brother.
- Oh. Right.
You know, I just met you.
You really need to know all this?
He has MS.
He's 17 and... incontinent.
You know what that means?
Of course.
Hey.
I smoke sometimes.
Mm.
I'm allergic to cats.
Okay.
I hate my last name.
I really like you.
I don't want to rush this, okay?
Okay.
Will you just hold me?
Yeah.
I gotta move your car.
There's street cleaning.
Heather. Heather.
That's cute.
I made that move up.
Wake up.
Go. Get the f*** out.
Go shake it off.
Go f*** monkey.
What are you talking about?
You're a little monkey,
you know that?
You're a little monkey.
You're a f***ing whore.
I asked you if you had a boyfriend
and you said no.
I'm waiting tables
and driving an $80,000 car.
Did you actually
think it was mine?
Get out.
Hey. Hey.
- I missed you.
- You okay?
- Hi.
- HI.
Let me just tell you a little bit
about vaginal rejuvenation.
What I did was, I took
fat cells from her thighs
and I injected them
into the walls of her vagina
tightening it all up.
So that means no penetration
for five days.
But I think you'll find it
well worth the wait.
- See you soon.
- Okay.
Hey.
You all right?
You didn't come home
all night.
You didn't call.
You didn't answer my calls.
You didn't leave me a note.
No, I'm not all right.
- I'm really sorry.
- You're not sorry.
You know what I meant.
No, I don't know
what you meant.
I know what you f***ing said.
Why don't you show some regret?
Why don't you show me
that you're sorry?
F*** it.
This isn't working out.
Where'd you pick that up?
Junior high?
Oh you're gonna go?
You wanna go?
You're gonna go now? You better
take all the f***ing sh*t I bought you.
- Come on.
- Gucci.
$400 jeans...
- Stop it.
- And f***ing...
Stop it.
- Prada...
- Stop it!
I don't want it.
You don't want it?
Let me tell you something.
You are getting older.
You're losing your looks.
And your only charming
'cause you're cute.
You're not really charming.
You're not funny.
And you're not smart,
I hope you understand that.
You're nothing but six inches
and a pretty face
and you're gonna have to suffer
just like everybody else.
- It's seven.
- It's not seven.
It's okay.
You'll be okay.
You're gonna be okay.
You hungry?
Want me to make you an omelet?
Where are you gonna go?
I don't know.
How long do you think it'll be before
you come crawling back here?
I don't know.
S... Samantha!
- Say goodbye to the little c*nts.
- F***!
If you like me so much,
tell me what you like about me.
I like that you're smart...
and you're interesting...
and you don't take sh*t
from people...
and I like who I am
when I'm with you.
See?
It's not even about me.
You don't give a sh*t about me.
- Well, that's not true.
- Yeah?
Then why don't you
ask me any questions?
Ask you any quest...
what do you mean?
- That's a question right there.
- No, I mean like
"Hey, Em, how's your band?"
"How's your sick mom, Emily?"
Well, I'm not a question asker.
- You know what it's like?
- You're gonna say I'm not...
It's just like I can't tell if you're...
I don't know if it's me,
or if... or if you're just afraid.
Afraid? I'm afraid of what?
Intimacy.
- And you're not.
- No, I'm not.
Oh come... all right, that's why
you're with someone right now?
Don't you ever think that maybe you
just haven't met the right person yet?
You know, I feel like
when I meet that person,
that I'll ask the right questions.
This is a waste of time.
You can't stay here.
You... you tell me
that I'm afraid.
And then the minute I get real,
you're gonna kick me out.
- You want me to get real with you?
- Yeah.
Okay, I have always been
attracted to you, okay?
But that is it.
'Cause I don't find you
remotely interesting.
- You don't mean that.
- Yeah, I do. I think you're vacuous.
And you f*** women for stuff?
You're a whore.
Is everything okay?
Yeah, it's fine.
Harry. Hey, where are you?
Where?
- Nikki?
- Yeah yeah.
I'm Sean. I'm Harry's buddy
from high school.
Very very nice.
That girl's hot.
How are you?
I love you.
You're f***ing hot.
Harry, yo, I gotta talk to you.
Harry.
Oh my goodness. Hi.
You are f***ing gorgeous.
Let's do this right now.
Let's just start.
Hey, hi, how are you?
Hi, nice to meet you.
Can I just...
can you lean back for a second?
All right? Wow?
- Will you rub your box for me?
- All right.
- That's not...
- Rub your box for me, come on.
Rub your box for Daddy.
F***ing love it.
- Dude, what the f***?
- Come on, come on. Rub your box.
Yo, come on, man.
- No, they like that.
- No, that's not cool.
- That's not cool.
- Will you rub your box for me?
Just like rub your box for me
like you were in the shower.
- Don't talk to her like that.
- No, they like that.
Did you wash your ass, actually?
Can I smell?
- What the f***, man?
- That would be great.
You little f***ing whore!
- Okay. What the...
- Hey hey hey!
Hey, what are you doing, man?
It's a f***ing strip club, man.
Come on, man.
That girl's straight off the bus
from like Kansas or whatever.
You don't talk to her like that.
She's a human being, man.
Are you kidding me?
You objectify women more than anyone.
What if that girl
was your sister, man?
Dude, I wouldn't let you within
And you wouldn't even go after her
'cause she doesn't have the right car
or the right house, right?
Well, you should've told me that
before I f***ed her.
Smelled like Teen Spirit, man.
F*** you.
Get the f*** out of my face.
Here comes your boyfriend.
- Think I can slip in?
- Sorry, bro, not tonight, man.
- No, you're kidding me, right?
- Not my call.
Come on.
I'm sorry.
- You're joking, right?
- It's not us tonight. It's a buyout.
Come on, man.
I said I was sorry.
You're always sorry.
Just take your sh*t.
I got nowhere to go, man.
I'm sure you're gonna figure it out.
# Baby girl, hold on... #
Unbelievable.
It's unbelievable.
You guys have...
what... what about the sweater?
- What'll you give me for the sweater?
- Nine bucks.
Nine bucks?!
No, that's rob... fine.
You know what?
Take it. Take it.
# You give it u-u-u-up #
# Baby girl, hold on #
# I won't let go-o-o-o #
# I won't let go... #
I'm good. Yeah, things are good.
Real good.
You've been out there for a long time.
Are you working?
Yeah.
I'm up for a couple jobs.
They're, um...
they're big campaigns actually,
so if I get one
it could be real good.
Hello?
Mom?
# Hold on, it's just
you and me... #
# Hold on #
# We can make this
Hollywood Hollywood #
# You can be a big star,
big star... #
Hi, you've reached Terry.
- Leave a message. I'll call you back.
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