|
Anchor and Hope (2017)
1
WE COULD BUYANOTHER CA You're a dick! Dick! Tell lan this is upside down. It's for holding plants. He's gone hipster trying to draw in clientele. - But what is this shit? - An ashtray. It also works if you ash in it upright. That's what I do. I talk to my plants but they die because I ash into them. I think it works. Like, rustic. Sure, sure. A kid with his mouth open makes a good ashtray, too. I missed you! This though... This is so ugly, man. I gotta tell you. It's really ugly. It's like, what is it? I mean, why? Great. It's like a parking spot for a pussy. Like, put it right here. - You score with this thing? - Of course, obviously. - With the visually impaired. - Where do you get these women? The Association for the Blind. - They're blind? - Of course. - Oh, perfect. - This is braille. - What's funnier than a dead kid? - What? A dead kid dressed like a clown. It's a good one. Hello, Roger! - This wine is really good. - Yes. Really good. What... what is she singing in? Because it's not Spanish. I've spent 4 years trying. It's the teacher's fault then. Gross. Here, here, take it. No, wait. You want to talk about it? Swear you never spoke about it before. I swear. - Never? - Never. - So why play along? - It seemed like a good game. It's a child, not a game. It's for life. A life together, like when we were in Barcelona. It wasn't planned, you fuckwit. This isn't about you. Asshole. YOU DON'T HAVE A STABLE JOB Hey! Where are you going? I just want to see the thing happen. Quit busting my ovaries! - Go now, please. - OK. - Go to the store. - I'm going. Should I go up the other side? - If she can do it, you can. - But she's got it. She's so strong and sexy. Check her out. I'll show you. You're gonna love this. - This shit's so heavy. - Why is it heavy? - You go like this. - Right. - You open this... - Right. - Okay. - There. - You smell like pussy. - There was no soap. - Dude, I told you seven. - Well, I'm already eating, so... - You too. Both of you. - I like my vagina. I've got semen for both of you. LIKE A BEAN So? Don't you cry for me... With a Banjo on my jnee. - Where have you been? - Around. You could've said something. What's wrong? I'm going back to Barcelona. Barcelona? Why? So you're leaving me with this mess? This mess or this kid? The mess or the kid? Or are you gonna name him mess? You're going to be a mother. Do you even care? You're going to be a mother. Are you understanding this or not? You don't deserve to be a mother, you know that? Look at me when I'm talking to you. Fucking look at me. - Fucking look at me and leave this. - Dude! Leave the fucking wood. What are you doing? I've been working all day! - Go grab it! - What are you doing? Go grab it right now. SINCE YOU'RE HERE I have a pair of Blacj eyes Who will taje them from my hands? On sale for Being deceitful Because they treated me Bad Those Blacj eyes, so two-faced Oh, how you looj at me Such joy they show for others But for me just misery The longer my longing My love for you only grows And I spend my nights awaje Sighing for your love The longer my longing My love for you only grows And I spend my nights... What's wrong? I miss Chorizo. Don't laugh, man. You miss Chorizo? - Yes. - Yes? When we first bought the piano... He'd play with me, man. He'd jump up and he'd go out the window. Don't cry. He was a cat pianist? I thought he was retarded. - That's why I loved him, man. - "Because he was like me, man." Chorizo. He played so well. He'd jump up by me. I once had me a jitty Who didn't jnow how to float But since he was retarded Into the canal he would go... Ay, my Chorizo Chorizo the half-wit Every night he went Behind the couch to taje a piss Ay, my Chorizo... Okay, enough. Enough, enough. Enough, enough, enough. We're going out. - No, I don't want to... - Yes, listen to me... Listen. We're going salsa dancing. - No, not salsa, man! - Oh, right. Not salsa. - Don't laugh. - No salsa, sorry. I forgot how much Chorizo liked salsa. Sorry, I spaced out. - He liked all music. - All of it, all music. Hey, let's go out and hook up. You haven't left the boat in ages. - You mean, "Let's get laid." - Right, exactly. Fuck. You know I'll score all the chicks. Take it down a notch. You're rusty. Let's go? Go get masculine and let's go. I won over the dark-haired girl. Quit busting my balls. Me, the dark-haired girl and you, the nice one. No, sorry. For you. Oh, thank you. You're welcome. Land dry? It's "firm land". Firm land... Firm land. |
|