- Can I get you somethin'? - Yeah, I'm lookin' for Shelly Tambo. She's in the kitchen. Yeah, well, tell her Wayne's here to see her. - Will she know what this is about? - She better. - What are you doing here? - I could ask you the same thing. I live here. With him. - I should have figured. - And what's that supposed to mean? "You're always so immature, Wayne." - You are immature, Wayne. - I was. Maybe. - But I'm mature now. - Yeah, right. - Like by dropping in unannounced? - I couldn't get to a phone. - For 600 miles? - And I was in a hurry. Shelly, I haven't had the pleasure of makin' the acquaintance of your friend. No friend of mine. This is Wayne. Holling. How do you do, Wayne? - How'd you find me anyways? - Cindy told me you were here. - She told you that?! - I'll let you young people catch up. She knew how mad I was at you for knocking out Jimmy. Just cos he said I had nice legs! I wasn't the one rode home with Bucky. I couldn't get far away from you fast enough. Good! I'm glad. - So why'd you follow me? - I'm not followin' you. - I wanna marry Cindy. - Cindy? Yeah. And she wants to marry me too. - She does? - She does. But she's my best friend, Wayne! She was. You haven't seen her in 18 months. But you always said I was the pretty one and she was the bodyguard. She's lost weight and her face has cleared up. - She's much prettier than you are now. - Well, then maybe you should marry her. But I hope she realises how really immature you are. I can't very well marry Cindy till I first divorce you. I don't think they need a physical to renew my pilot's licence, but for insurance. You've practically no blood pressure, less body fat, perfect vision, perfect teeth, perfect... Perfect what? What? - What's this? - That? That's a pimple. - No, it's not. - It's not? I thought it was a pimple. - It's not. - What is it? It's a dermatofibroma. A growth. - You mean, like a tumour? - Uh-huh. Is it tender? - No. - How long have you noticed it? I don't know. Months. - Has it changed in shape or size? - I don't know. I wouldn't get too concerned about it. As we get older, cysts develop on our body. Now, we don't know precisely why, but by and large they are benign, which, in all likelihood, this is. - What if it's not? - I'm pretty sure it is. - Well, what if it's not? Is it cancer? - It would be, yes. But in my experience, I've seen this many times, and only once was it malignant. The time that it was bad, is the person OK? - No, but... - No? He's dead? - Yeah, but... - How long did he live? - Six months, but... - Six months?! Rick, don't make yourself crazy. It's almost certainly... - Maggie and I have been together a year. - That... that... OK. So? Before me there were a few others, Joel. - Well, she's not exactly a kid. - I mean, I'm not the first to go. Oh. I'm not saying this has anything to do with anything, but guys die on her. That's a fact. I never put too much stock in it, but they do. Would you like me to remove the cyst and have it biopsied? Under the circumstances, that probably would be... Can you do it now? - You forgot to tell me you were married?! - Yes. Don't tell me you've never forgotten anything. We were almost married, Shelly! Almost doesn't count in horseshoes or marriage. Besides, me and Wayne aren't really married. - You're not? - Course not. We didn't have a wedding or anything like that. I didn't even wear a dress. There was just a judge that we woke up in the night cos Wayne had a few beers. He was all worked up over some dumb hockey game. He kept pushin' and pushin', so just to shut him up I said yes. - What? - Orders are backing up. Everybody'll just have to wait, then, won't they? OK! All right, I admit it. I did have a crush on Wayne. But that was high school. What we did in cars and pick-ups, we didn't do it with our hearts, like you and me. - Oh, I... - You ------------------------------ Читайте также: - текст Джуниор на английском - текст Жизнь Эмиля Золя на английском - текст Железный орёл на английском - текст Мэри Поппинс на английском - текст Кобра на английском |