Funny Games U.S. Page #2

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Down there.

I mean, down by the water.

But you're not wet.

There's a hole in the fence.

By the water, not in the water.

Fred sh... I mean, Mr. Thompson,

knows about it. He showed it to me.

Oh, I see.

So you sure they're okay like this?

Yeah, yeah. That's okay. No problem.

- Thank you very much. Thank you.

- All right.

Say hello to Eve. Tell her we're

looking forward to the game tomorrow.

I'll tell her. Thanks again.

Thanks to Fred and your friend for help...

Sh*t.

- What happened?

It's not a disaster.

We have to go grocery shopping

on Monday anyway.

I'm really sorry.

It's not so bad. None of us eat eggs

for breakfast anyway.

So the disaster's under control.

Well, thank you. I'm sorry,

I should have paid more attention.

Well, you shouldn't cry

over spilt milk, right?

You're really nice.

You do what you can.

I really am sorry.

I'm very clumsy, you know?

I think I have two left hands.

- Then you're the man for carrying eggs.

- Yes, you could say that.

So, what are we going to do now?

Well, we have a lot of steak,

but we might be expecting guests...

...and they definitely eat eggs

for breakfast.

You'll still have four left.

It's a box with a dozen, isn't it?

Or am I mistaken?

No, you're not mistaken.

So would you like the carton this time?

- It's not necessary.

- Are you sure?

But if you insist.

If I insist?

Well, it might be better, I guess.

- Oh, God.

- What?

Oh, no.

I'm sorry.

Before you destroy

the rest of the kitchen...

...maybe you should take the eggs

and leave. All right?

Yes.

No carton?

I'm really sorry. Honestly.

Me too.

Here you go.

Thank you very much. Thank you.

I'll tell Mrs. Thompson

how nice you were.

Do what you have to do.

Have a nice day.

Excuse me?

Lucky. Lucky. Get down.

Come on, come on, stop that.

Get out of here. Go on, get lost.

I'm sorry. He's completely harmless.

He just wants to play.

That's a strange way to play.

- Did he hurt you?

- Peter is afraid of dogs.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Me too. He jumped on me.

- I'm really sorry.

- Yeah.

- Should I lock him up so you can leave?

- That won't be necessary.

- I can call my husband.

- It's not gonna be necessary.

It's my fault.

I completely forgot about the dog.

I should've come myself and...

Wow.

That's a really great set of clubs.

It's Callaway, right?

Awesome.

These are wonderful. May I?

I guess we don't

stand a chance tomorrow, do we?

The club doesn't make the player.

That's true.

Would you mind if I tried this?

Just once, please? Real quick.

Outside. Please? Yes?

I'll hit it towards the bay. Yes?

If it makes you happy.

Thank you.

Thanks a lot. Really.

Thank you.

Excuse me.

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