thinking with your dick!
- She was perfect!
- No, I loved her!
- Perfect shit, man!
I love her! Don't you understand?
I still love her!
Yeah, I understand.
I understand, Dan. I do.
You know, this babe last night, now,
you got her number or what?
- Christ, you got problems.
- Dan!
Dan! Don't ever lose
your sense of humor, Dan!
Don't ever lose your sense of humor!
- Hello?
- Hey, stranger. How's it going?
Boy, we have a bad connection.
I can barely hear you.
Maybe we better talk over lunch.
- You're serious?
- Yeah, I am. Can you hang on for a second?
I'm sorry.
I don't know what I was trying to figure out.
These last couple weeks
have been miserable.
I can't stand going out.
I can't stand being at home
because it reminds me of you.
I can't work.
Everything is falling apart,
because I miss you.
I need to see you again.
All right. I'll send you a picture.
Debbie, please. Come on, I...
If you just give me one more chance...
Dan, I don't want you ever
to bother me again, okay?
Nice legs.
Hey, are you sure you want to be here?
It's St. Patrick's Day.
So, guess who I bumped into
at the supermarket?
St. Patrick?
I see we took our happy pill today.
Danny.
He said hello to me. Naturally, I ignored him.
So guess what he does?
He starts screaming at the top of his lungs,
"Hello! Hello!"
Like a lunatic. I got the hell out of there.
I am sorry. That guy is a maniac.
You don't suppose that he was,
like, hitting on me, do you?
No. I mean, to get back at you,
that sort of thing.
Speak of the devil.
Would you stop following me around?
I don't wanna have to start drinking
in the suburbs.
- I love you.
- Let's not get corny, please.
- I love you.
- I'm going home.
Deb. Wait.
Just get away from me
or I'm gonna call the cops!
I love you!
Five months we were together,
and you couldn't say it!
- So just knock it off!
- I said it! I did say it!
- Once. Once, but you didn't even mean it!
- I did mean it! I love you!
- It'll pass.
- No, it won't!
- I miss you. I miss what we had.
- We had nothing.
That's not true. It was the best.
We had nothing.
- We had good sex.
- Don't say that.
I love you.
Bullshit. You don't know what love is.
You've gotten everything
that you've always wanted.
And now you feel sorry for yourself
because there's something you want,
and you can't have it.
But you had it. I gave you love.
But you asked me to leave, and I left.
Debbie, let's talk about it.
Can't we have a cup of coffee?
Dan, it's taken me a long time
to get over this.
And it was so hard, but I did it.
- Please? Please?
- Dan.
Get on with your life. It's over.
Mr. Martin, so nice of you to show up.
The prince of the plates is here, Litko.
- Isn't that great? Welcome.
- How are you?
Hey, Vic, come on, guy,
where are you going?
This is the way out. Come on.
We're gonna get you home, guy.
Stevie, get him a cab, huh?
- Give me a gin and tonic.
- Last call was a half-hour ago.
Give me a gin and tonic, or I will kill you.
Just one.
You know, I've been wanting to do this
my whole life.
I'd like to buy the house
a round of drinks, Mother.
To think I didn't think that you didn't
have a decent bone in your entire body.
Hey, you wanna leave my bone out of this?
- You are a filthy scumbag.
- Thank you.
And you dress for shit.
Who dresses you in the morning?
Here you go, guys.
A toast to Danny and Debbie.
- Well, they're better off anyway.
- Fucking A.
- I mean, she's happy, right?
- Ecstatic.
Well, so is he.
I'll bet you she starts
banging her boss again.
I bet he catches a disease.
You know what, Joan?
If you didn't have a pussy, there'd be
a bounty on your head. You know that?
And you are a psychopathic, schizophrenic,
maladjusted, social misfit
who is clearly in the middle
of a very deep homosexual panic.
Yeah, yeah, right.
So, you want to dance or what?
- Yo, check this.
- I love it.
To you, this is culture. To me, it's soda pop.
You know,