The Sex Addict Page #2

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- Who are you? -You were never

supposed to speak about Rebecca.

- I know.

- We talked about that.

- I know.

- We don't bring her up.

I know. I...

She asked the question.

I'm trying to answer it.

- Oh, okay. -Do you understand

what I'm trying to do?

Don't speak her name.

- I know.

- Hey, guys!

- All right, this is... I'm just..

- Hey, guys!

I'm working on my PHD, right?

Like, I'm not...

This is my first rodeo.

What's going on?

Clearly you are not Rex. Rex!

I don't listen to country music and

I don't know how to get to a rodeo.

- I got the answers.

- Just go, just get out.

- You f***ed up. You don't have the answers.

- Please, leave.

- I got better things to do.

- The jig is up, good-bye.

- I don't need to be here. -We spent

two hours last night and you're done.

- I'm going home.

- You give shitty answers.

- Eh!

- Get out of here, Disney.

Hi, Rex.

We haven't been formally

introduced yet.

Why do you have a camera?

Why do you?

I could ask you the same.

- It's part of my dissertation.

- Little Ralph Macchio over here,

27 years ago before he broke

his ankle at the tournament.

No one cares who that is

and no one knows who that is.

Well, maybe you don't

because you're not American.

I'm Suzanna.

Nice to meet you.

Formal greetings. Is this the

hand you touch yourself with?

Excuse me, what...

God, what are you doing?

Jesus.

Hey, can you keep it

down over there?

I'm trying

to write my screenplay.

No one cares about

your screenplay.

Do me a favor

and take off your hood

and your glasses, please.

You're telling me

how to dress now?

I'm asking you to be somewhat

professional for this.

The unabomber look

doesn't do it for you?

Would you walk into

a interview like that?

- Don't answer that.

- Whatever.

Thank you.

Can we get started?

Yeah, we can get started by

putting the money on the wood

because I'm not gonna have

Ralph Macchio over here

f***ing film me for free.

That's not the deal.

Huh, cobra Kai?

You still have nightmares

from that night, don't ya?

Oh, my god.

You get this now.

It's a quarter.

You will get the rest upon completion of

the dissertation, is that understood?

It is understood. Can you

now move your enlarged hand?

My hand is not enlarged.

- Yeah, it is.

- No, it's not.

You could grip

a f***ing basketball.

Okay, that's not true,

and not to mention,

it's been really hot out, and

when it's hot your fingers swell.

It's not my fault.

- I want U.S. dollars. I don't...

- You're getting U.S. dollars.

I don't accept Saddam dollars.

What does that even mean?

That's not a thing.

Okay, I don't know

how you are a PHD candidate.

Okay, you know what?

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