People who say «Guess what?» and then actually expect you to guess — I hate those people.
Take it from me, buddy, it's always darkest just before the dawn.
— Why can't you just arrest him, make him tell you?
— It's not that simple, baby. There's a little thing called the Constitution.
— You're looking very well.
— Yeah, well, you know, chalk it up to clean living and vitamin pills. I must apologize.
— It's the last house on the right. See it? Not the two-story one. The one next to it. The kind of... I don't know, what do you call that? Green?
— Sage.
— Sage? What, do you work at the fucking Pottery Barn?
— Sage. That's the word for it. My fault the only word your dumb ass knows is green?
— Cheese dick. I know that one. How 'bout that?
Look, a guy doesn't gotta look like, uh, you know, Charlton Heston... I'm talking Moses days. To get a girl, all right? You just gotta have confidence. Confidence and, uh... And persistence.
— I know you gals have your ups and downs. I get it.
— Gals...
— And I need to get involved like I need a second hole in my ass.
— Can you say «ASAC»? «Aaay-SAC». Can you say that? Say, «ASAC Schrader».
— If those turn out to be her first words, I will beat you with my shoe.
— I don't know who you are. I don't even know who I'm talking to.
— If that's true, if you don't know who I am... then maybe your best course... would be to tread lightly.
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