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:31:03
I've never hit your bitch
nor would I ever hit your bitch.

:31:06
I'm just playing with you.
:31:08
-Because, you know, right? I mean--
-I know.

:31:12
I knew it was there. I put it there.
:31:16
-I got to go. Okay? Dust.
-Dust. Dust.

:31:26
God.
:31:27
Every part of me is satisfied.
:31:31
Even my teeth are relaxed.
:31:34
Oh, shit.
:31:36
I'm late. I got a 7:00 workshop.
:31:40
-Wait. You said we'd discuss something.
-Yeah, I'm listening.

:31:45
I got fired from my job and I won't have
the money for next semester's tuition.

:31:49
What are we going to do?
:31:50
lf I get a job on graveyard shift,
I'll earn money instead of commuting.

:31:54
-I could maybe just crash here--
-Hold on.

:31:57
I mean, not even in the bed.
I could sleep on the couch.

:32:00
No, I don't want to go there.
:32:01
-Go where?
-That domestic place.

:32:03
I don't want your grunge gothic-wear
lying around in my closet.

:32:07
Or those blackhead strips in the bathroom,
posters up of Axl Rose.

:32:11
Whatever adolescent icon. Listen.
:32:13
You know how these things sour
when people get too close.

:32:16
You get tired of each other.
:32:17
I don't want that ever to happen to us.
You know why?

:32:21
Because I love you too much.
:32:22
So much you'd have me sleep
on the street or drop out of school.

:32:25
I love the sweet- Where are my notes?
:32:27
My sexy, smart girl that I have fun with.
:32:31
If I wanted teen angst,
I'd watch reruns of My So-Called Life.

:32:35
I'd do anything to make you happy.
:32:38
I type your papers, I grade your tests.
:32:41
I've told you not to do that
unless you want to.

:32:45
Just because I'm giving doesn't mean
I can expect a man to lift a finger for me.

:32:50
If she were alive, Betty Friedan
would applaud your little epiphany.

:32:55
If Kafka were alive, he'd say:
:32:57
"Stop misinterpreting my novels,
you pretentious bonehead!"


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