- Look, it's real easy. Just take some of this stuff, and slap it on like this. All right, I'm coming. Yeah. Of course he's here. You invited him. That's your problem, Marcy. I'm not gonna tell him. I'm not telling him. I can't talk any louder. All right. Hurry up. - How's it going? - It's great. I'm just giving him a shoulder. Look what you did to your shirt. Good. - Give it to me. I'll throw it in the wash. - It's all right. It'll only take 20 minutes. That's okay. Come on. You want to look nice for your big date, don't you? All right. Twenty minutes? - Put this on while you're waiting. - Thanks. Do that all day and your own shoulders get pretty sore. Want a massage? - You read my mind. Would you? - Sure. I'm not too good at this. Just know a few basic moves. Just make it hurt, and you're on the right track. That's all I know. Okay. - You have a great body. - Yes. Not a lot of scars. That's true. It never occurred to me. I mean, some women I know are covered with them head to toe. Not me. Scars? Horrible, ugly scars. I'm just telling you, now. I don't know. I know when I was a kid... I'd had my tonsils taken out. After the operation... they didn't have enough room in Pediatrics. So they had to put me in the burn ward. But before they wheeled me in... this nurse gave me... this blindfold to put on... and she told me never to take it off. If I did... they'd have to do the operation all over again. I didn't understand what my tonsils had to do with my eyes, either. But anyway... that night... at least I think it was night... I had reached up... to untie the blindfold... and I saw... Hello, again. - Sorry about this. I was detained. - Don't worry about it. - So, how are you? - Good. I made it. You wouldn't... I'm here. Let's go into my room and get away from all this mess. Sure. Your roommate was just dipping all day. Put me to work. I feel like a real SoHo artist. What did you do to her? I didn't do anything to her. She was asleep. I mean, she was tired. - What do you mean what did I do? - Easy. It was an innocent question. Look, I'm going to take a quick shower. I'll be right back, okay? Sure. Yeah, I mean, I think a shower would probably do you good. You had a tough day. I knew there was something special about you. I hope you don't have to get up early tomorrow or anything? No, I don't. Because I think you're somebody I can really talk to. And tonight I feel like... I feel like I'm going to let loose or something. I feel like something incredible is really going to happen here. I feel so excited, and I don't know why. I feel it. I'm glad you came. Me, too. Do you want to smoke a joint? There's some in there, feel free. No. Maybe later. - Hello? - Is Marcy there? She can't come to the phone right now. May I take a message? - Could you just tell her Greg called? - Sure. Is she back? - That felt good. - Yeah. - You want me to close the window? - No, I got it. Boy! Whoever used to live here must have been a bodybuilder. Jesus. Who's Franklin? The buzzer when I came over... Hey, I thought I told you to stay on the bed. Right. I'm gonna ask you to wait here just one more minute. I promise. - All right. - You're the best. - What, Paul? - What? - What did you say? - I didn't say anything. You didn't just say something just now? No, I didn't say anything. I could have sworn I thought I heard you say something. I didn't. I don't think I'll be able to sleep at all tonight. What's that smell? Is that linseed? - It's skin moisturizer. I have dry skin. - Really? Feels pretty soft to me. Please. - What's the matter? - Nothing. I think you're very nice. Could we just talk a little while? Of course. Sure. Greg called. How did that little faggot find out I was staying here tonight? Probably wants to whine to me about his latest boyfriend. Friends like that are hard ------------------------------ Читайте также: - текст Обыкновенный фашизм на английском - текст Рыбка по имени Ванда на английском - текст Джуниор на английском - текст Волкодав из рода Серых Псов на английском - текст Кодекс молчания на английском |