your name? - Brian. - See? My condolences. What's your name? What's yours? - Claire. - Claire? - Claire. It's a family name. - It's a fat girl's name. - Thank you. - Your welcome. - I'm not fat. - Not now... but I can see you really pushing maximum density. You see, I'm not sure if you know this... but there are two kinds of fat people. There's fat people that were born to be fat... and fat people that were once thin but became fat. When you look at them, you can sorta see that thin person inside. You're gonna get married, squeeze out a few puppies and then... Oh. Obscene finger gestures from such a pristine girl. I'm not that pristine. Are you a virgin? I'll bet you a million dollars that you are. Let's end the suspense. Is it gonna to be a white wedding? Why don't you just shut up? Have you kissed a boy on the mouth? Have you ever been felt up... over the bra... under the blouse... shoes off... hoping to god your parents don't walk in? Do you want me to puke? Over the panties... no bra... blouse unbuttoned... Calvin's in a ball on the front seat past 11:00 on a school night? Leave her alone. I said leave her alone. You going to make me? Yeah. You and how many of your friends? Just me. Just you and me. Two hits. Me hitting you. You hitting the floor. Anytime you're ready, pal. I don't want to get into this with you, man. Why not? 'Cause I'd kill you. It's real simple. I'd kill you, and your fucking parents would sue me. And it'd be a big mess, and I don't care enough about you to bother. Chicken shit. Let's end this now. You don't talk to her. You don't look at her. And you don't even think about her! Understand me? I'm trying to help her. Brian, how you doing? Your dad work here? - Uh, Carl? - What? - Can I ask you a question? - Sure. - How does one become a janitor? - You want to be a janitor? No, I want to know how one becomes a janitor... because Andrew's very interested in a career in the custodial arts. Really? You think I'm some untouchable peasant, serf, peon? Yeah? Maybe so. From following a broom after shitheads like you... I've learned a couple of things. I look through your letters. Look through your lockers. I listen to your conversations. You don't know that, but I do. I am the eyes and ears of this institution, my friends. By the way, that clock's 20 minutes fast. Shit. [ Whistling "Colonel Bogie's March" ] [ Whistling "Beethoven's Fifth Symphony" ] All right, girls. Thirty minutes for lunch. - Here? - Here. I think the cafeteria would be a more suitable place, sir. I don't care what you think, Andrew. Dick. Excuse me, Rich. Will milk be made available? We're extremely thirsty. I have a really low tolerance for dehydration. I've seen her dehydrate, sir. It's pretty gross. - Relax. I'll get it. - Uh-uh-uh. grab some wood, bub. You think I was born yesterday? Think I'm going to let you roam these halls? You. And you. Hey! What's her name? Wake her up. Hey! Come on! On your feet, Missy. Let's go. This isn't a rest home. There's soda in the teachers' lounge. Let's go! So... what's your poison? What do you drink? Okay. Forget I asked. Vodka. Vodka? When do you drink vodka? Whenever. - A lot? - Tons. Is that why you're here today? - Why are you here? - Why are you here? Um... I'm here today because... my coach and my father... don't want me to blow my ride. I get treated differently... because Coach thinks I'm a winner. So does my old man. I'm not a winner because I want to be. I'm a winner because I have strength and speed. Kinda like a racehorse. That's about how involved I am in what's happening to me. Yeah? That's very interesting. Now, why don't you tell me why you're really in here? Forget it. Claire, want to see a picture of a guy with elephantitis of the nuts? - It's pretty tasty. - No, thank you. How do you think he rides a ------------------------------ Читайте также: - текст Жертвы и убийцы на английском - текст Серп и молот на английском - текст Назад в Будущее на английском - текст Иван-Дурак на английском - текст А зори здесь тихие на английском |