Christ!
Can I touch you?
Oh, my God.
Oh, my God.
You do need a shave.
I never realized how important it is
to be seen.
You know? Acknowledged.
You start questioning whether
you exist at all.
Oh, Nick.
I guess I forgive you
for standing me up.
The last thing you want to do
is watch me eat.
So how can I help you?
Open a brokerage account and buy me
shares of a stock called Allied Resources.
- Having seconds?
- Yeah. I suddenly got hungry again.
Must have been all that running
you did this afternoon.
Must be.
Well...
I'll just take this up to my room and...
I'm going to turn in early.
See you in the morning.
I can get the broker to buy stock
without you having to spend any cash.
Okay.
You'll play what's called a "float."
I trade through you and stockpile money.
I cut you a check for half,
and I'm out of your life.
Were you in here last night?
Who? Me?
You mean last night, in this room?
- Nothing would have happened, you know.
- Oh, hey, I know that.
Did you hang around afterward?
Alice, I didn't see a thing.
I had my hands over my eyes.
Of course, you can see
right through them.
Good night, George.
This has been a terrific weekend.
- I'm glad at least you got laid.
- Well, it was only Ellen.
I think you're crazy, letting her stay here.
She's a family friend.
Should I say no?
You told me you heard two voices
coming out of her room.
Suppose she's really schizo?
Ah, George.
You're the best.
назад | вперед
все страницы
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26 27 28 29 30 31 32 33 34 35