Girl Walks Into a Bar Page #2
- R
- Year:
- 2011
- 80 min
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How do you know I'm not one?
That's a good point.
Maybe you flash guys and take
them for all they're worth.
You'll never know.
But what I love most
of all is photography.
Some of my teachers say I
have a real knack for it.
I get myself into dangerous situations
and document them
People seem to trust me.
Like gang bangers and
bikers, weird-ass freaks
kicking the crap out of me.
They don't find me threatening.
They tell me stuff.
It's a weird talent.
What?
You remind me of my ex-husband.
No, he had some good qualities.
Okay, he's a son of a b*tch,
but he once had a great ass
Wow, I feel objectified here.
Tell me the truth,
did you pick the bathroom lock earlier?
Because I know for a
fact that I locked it.
That sounds all wrong.
Truth is I was just
looking for an excuse
to talk to you.
You weren't trying to get
into the bathroom with me?
No, that's not very gentleman-like.
Not to mention unhygienic.
On that note, I'll be right back.
Which way did he go?
I don't know.
She just walked out on her bill.
- Is he a regular?
- No.
Hey, your friend said you'd settle it.
He is not my friend.
Well you looked pretty friendly to me.
Yeah, well, he stole my wallet
with my keys, everything.
Jesus, do you want me to call the cops?
No! no cops
You have never seen him before?
No
I have.
- Really?
I saw him hitting on this
little hottie at the Tonga Hut.
Okay, do you know her name?
No, but she has a
tattoo on her shoulder.
it says "Lucky you "
Listen, here is my number,
you hear anything, you call me.
And the tab?
I just told you he stole my wallet.
Yeah so you say
- What, you think this
is some elaborate routine
to not pay you, I'm a cop.
- You're a
cop? - Ex-cop.
And he stole your wallet.
Save it, I'll find him,
I'll be back in an hour.
Teri:
The roaming eye alightsa solitary, young woman
walking through a den of ill repute.
You know this place or
surely know one like it.
These so-called palaces of sin
underwear gyrate robotically
while male patrons with an otherwise
catastrophically moldy grasp of
male-female communication skills
try out their studliest one-liners
amidst a barrage of staring
and drooling and wagging of tongues.
is fairly interchangeable.
You've met one peeler bar
customer, you've met them all.
These guys seem to only listen
to Motley Crew or maybe Zeppelin
and love to play golf.
They usually vote for the
most conservative politician
as long as he looks
and sounds like a jock.
Now that we've established our setting,
let me take this opportunity
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