What Richard Did Page #2

- Fair play.

- Fair play.

What's the teams?

I'll go with you. I'm not losing again.

You're sh*t when you play together.

You are the worst pool players

I've ever seen in my life.

I'm just gonna grab a beer.

Give me one sea

Hey, man, Soph's in trouble.

Just come here.

Bye, GUYS

- Sophie?

- Get lost

- Come on, man, open the door.

- (man! F*** you.

F*** Off, she's a f***ing kid

Stay there.

- Sophie, come on.

- Just leave me alone

Let's go. Come on. It's over now.

Come on.

- I like being carried by you.

- Sophie, behave.

Here's the good Samaritan man.

- Have a good time, did you?

- Alright

- How's it going?

- - Anyone want a nightcap?

F*** oh', I'm on my break.

I think that lads in general actually

wanna get on with each other,

- as opposed to girls who naturally...

- They just like m...

It's like that thing about horses.

Do you know what I mean? Apparently...

Apparently horses, right,

naturally exclude one another.

So if there's three horses in afield,

two of them will slick together

and shun the other one.

It's true. Like us, as in, you know,

we son of hate each other.

Without getting too f***ing gay

about it, right,

I'd talk?0 you lads

about pretty much anything.

Have you ever seen girls

in a bathroom together

talking about one of them being bulimic?

I don't walk into girls' bathrooms

It's not funny, but it's f***ing funny.

Seriously.

When have you done this?

N was a mate's gaff.

I went up to the jacks.

I walked in and I was like,

"Is it OK if I'm in here?"

There were people drinking everywhere

in the house so I said, "Is it OK?"

They're in mere and it's like...

They were sobbing, and I was like,

"I wanna sit down

and see what's going on here."

They're like, "Oh, my God,

please just stop vomiting all the time."

"It's upsetting me.

Why can't you stop vomiting?

"I Think I've got ii under control."

And I'm like...

"Are you f***ing serious?"

It's creepy, man. That's creepy sh*t.

- But for them, that's talking.

- Exactly.

This doesn't classify as talking because

we're not talking about f***ed-up stuff.

We're not all depressed, so it's not

talking. Do you know what I mean?

Like, you have to be upset

m have a chat

F*** that, like.

Oh, he's through!

Stop... Put me down.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

They're doing it here on the beach.

- Hey, Liv.

- Hey, sweetheart.

- How are you'?

- I'm good. Good to see you.

- And you.

- Aw.

I just wanted to say thanks

for the other day. Sophie told me

Oh, yeah. That's no problem.

- Does her dad know?

- She was "at her mother's".

Pars dying m see you. He'll probably

be all restrained and Protestant.

- So?

- So what?

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