Tell me.
Please tell me what's bothering you.
Now you got her. She's desperate.
Hit her right between the eyes.
Well, if you must know,
l wanna break up.
Wait a second. Just like that?
l call it the passive-aggressive
bullet to the head.
She feels responsible.
Then eventually, she'll squeak out,
''But why?''
And then you just look right in her
eyes and say, ''Hey, l don't love you.''
And then you bounce.
Wow. Well, it sounds a bit cruel.
It's less cruel than a bad relationship.
Now, I'm gonna give you these.
Okay? That reminds you who you are.
You're hard metal. You're steel.
l still don't know why we
couldn't go to your place.
l like the smell of new paint.
-Drink?
-No, thank you.

You look like you
swallowed a spider.
l didn't just swallow a spider.
-A rat?
-No.
-Wanna know what it is?
-What you swallowed?
-Why l am sulking?
-it just looks like you're constipated.
No. l explained to you
that l was sulking.
Because you're constipated.
-When was the last movement?
-It's not about that.
-You want to know what it's about?
-No.
-Well, why not?
-Because you look so cute.
There's something on my mind.
Something you should know.
Philip, rub my leg. l have a cramp.
Don't you wanna know
what's on my mind?
Rub my leg first.
Higher.
Higher.