Romance and Cigarettes Page #3

---

That's scientifically proven.

- What?

- You take a natural red versus a brunette.

Right? And you prod them both

with a jolt of electric shock, mild.

The carrot-top's gonna need

To numb the pain?

Pain, pleasure, it's all nerve-related.

The point is, they feel more.

Nice as she is, red as her bush is

fuckable as she is

you gotta put the fire out, my friend.

Attend to it.

Stamp out that Benson & Hedges b*tch

once and for all.

All right, you b*tch in heat

you're going down!

Come down from there right now!

Oh, my God! She's hot!

- I might need some for...

- No, but you don't.

Get them when you really need them.

- Sometimes I need

- Take one.

- ...to have some in the house.

- Take one.

Choose one you're gonna keep.

Put the other ones back.

All right. One card. I'm gonna get a card.

I'm gonna choose one.

- Go ahead. Put the other ones back.

- How the hell are you?

- Grace.

- What's the matter?

I had diarrhoea yesterday, Grace.

I was in the bathroom when you knocked

on the door. Bad.

You've been wronged. I feel it.

You don't have to tell me anything.

I have never met one man who was faithful.

- You've only been with one man, Grace.

- Till death do us part.

Did you ever feel that you wanted to

squeeze a kitten until the head pops off?

All right, put this back. That's enough.

He was a beautiful man, my Chester.

A real Southern gentleman.

Quiet. Dark. Graceful.

I still love him with every fibre.

That was 20 years ago, Grace.

Look, don't touch!

Don't touch!

- You want to buy it or not? You buy it.

- I don't want to buy it. I just...

It's good. All this ones is good. Look at...

You can look as much as...

- He's the only man I've ever loved.

- He thought you were shoplifting, Ma.

- Don't touch!

- I can't help it.

- Tell him to stick his cards up his ass.

- You want me to say that?

I'm too weak to break the chains.

I don't feel so good.

I mean, I was up and now I'm down.

He's been married four times.

Four times, Gracie, since he left you.

Mickey Rooney was married eight times!

I don't care! I love Chester!

What a woman thinks she's doing

doesn't count for anything, Grace.

Oh, Kitty.

Okay, okay, that's enough now.

That's enough, that's enough.

When I see somebody hugging

it's make me sick.

I feel lonely. So lonely.

Don't make me cry. Please, go out!

# We are not ugly

# And we are not beautiful

# No, we are angry

- Rara, where's Mommy?

- Out.

Where?

# We are not pretty

I'm not supposed to say nothing.

She told me not to tell you.

# No, we are angry

Church. She went to church.

She went to church?

# We are angry

Went to see God, huh?

God's everywhere.

Don't need to go to church to see him.

Rate this script:0.0 / 0 votes