His parents are in Europe. It should be pretty wild. Are you going to go? Yeah? - I doubt it. - How come? 'Cause if I do what my mother tells me not to do, it's because my father says it's okay. It's like this whole, big monster deal. It's endless. It's a total drag. It's like, any minute, divorce. - Who do you like better? - What? - You like your old man better than your mom? - They're both screwed. No, I mean, if you had to choose between 'em. I don't know. Probably go live with my brother. I mean, I don't think either one of them gives a shit about me. - It's like they use me to get back at each other. - Ha! - Shut up! - You're just feeling sorry for yourself. Yeah, if I didn't, nobody else would. Oh, you're breaking my heart. What? Sporto? You get along with your parents? Well, If I say yes, I'm an idiot, right? You're an idiot anyway. But if you say you get along with your parents, well, you're a liar too. You know something, man? If we weren't in school, I'd waste you. Can you hear this? You want me to turn it up? Hey, fellas, I mean... I don't like my parents, either. I mean, I don't... I don't get along with them when their idea of parental compassion... is just, you know, wacko, you know. Dork. Yeah? You are a parent's wet dream, okay? That's the problem. Look, I can see you getting all bunged up... for them making you wear these kind of clothes... but, face it, you're a neo-maxi-zoon-dweebie. What would you be doing if you weren't out making yourself a better citizen? Why do you have to insult everybody? I'm being honest, asshole. I would expect you to know the difference. Well, he's got a name. Yeah. Yeah? What's your name? Brian. See? My condolences. What's your name? What's yours? - Claire. - Claire? Claire. It's a family name. - Oh. It's a fat girl's name. - Oh, thank you. You're welcome. I'm not fat. Not at present, 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 there's fat people that were once thin, but they became fat. So when you look at them, you can sort of see that thin person inside. You see, you're gonna get married. You're gonna squeeze out a few puppies, and then... [Grunting] 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 going to be a white wedding? Why don't you just shut up. Have you ever kissed a boy on the mouth? Have you ever been felt up... over the bra, under the blouse... your 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? [Andrew] Leave her alone. I said leave her alone. - You gonna 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, man. Why not? Because 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. I don't care enough about you to bother. Chickenshit. [Switchblade Clicks] Let's end this right now. You don't talk to her. You don't look at her. And you don't even think about her! You understand me? I'm trying to help her. (music)[Radio] 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 just want to know how one becomes a janitor, because Andrew here... is very interested in pursuing a career in the custodial arts. Oh, really? You guys think I'm some untouchable peasant, serf, peon, you know? Maybe so. But ------------------------------ Читайте также: - текст Лиса и заяц на английском - текст Бриллиантовая рука на английском - текст Туманность Андромеды на английском - текст Секретный агент на английском - текст Марс на английском |