:15:03
You gotta respect that kind of display
of affection. You know what I mean ?
:15:06
Sure, it's crazy.
It's rude. It's self-absorbed.
:15:09
But, uh, you know,
it's love.
:15:12
- It's not love.
- Oh, says you.
:15:15
That out there ?
That's fleeting.
:15:18
- Fleeting ?
- Mm-hmm. Well, I gotta split.
:15:22
It was really nice meeting you.
Good luck with your book.
:15:25
Tell Hooper I'll call him later.
And... tell your friend to calm down.
:15:36
Shut up already.
:15:38
You shut up !
You're insane.
:15:41
Archie is not fucking
Mr. Weatherbee !
:15:44
Deny, deny, deny.
:15:47
- Where's Alyssa ?
- She left, said she'd call you later.
:15:52
Look, he's just offering to help Archie
with his fucking homework !
:15:54
Read between
the lines, bitch.
:15:57
Fuck this. Let's go.
Traffic.
:16:00
- Holden !
- What ?
:16:03
- Let's go !
- See that dent in the hood of your car?
:16:07
Son of a bitch !
:16:13
Let me guess.
You like her.
:16:16
- Who ?
- Miss Alyssa Jones.
:16:21
- She's all right.
- As long as that's all.
:16:50
This is one of the best streetlights
you've ever drawn.
:16:53
It's the one from across the street
from the post office.
:16:55
- Looks just like it.
- Thanks.
:16:58
So, uh, what do you want
to do tonight ?