Bunny and the Bull Page #4

and keep it warm.

You can't eat that.

- Who says I can't?

- Look at it.

I don't want to look at it.

If I look at it, I will bottle it.

Look at it. It's trying to

move on your fork. Look at it.

My God!

I think it's trying

to communicate with me.

I really think we should go.

Bunny!

Hang on a minute.

These fellas look all right.

I'm not gonna watch you kill a crab.

I'm not gonna kill 'em.

I've got a better idea.

Trzy, dwa, jeden...

Come on!

Yeah!

You should go talk to her.

What?

She was looking at you.

No, I don't think that she was.

Well... Come on,

you f***ing lazy crustacean!

Yeah, well, maybe I'll just get some air.

Sorry, sorry.

Excuse me.

Do you have a light?

What?

Do you have a light?

Fuego?

- Yes.

Yes, I do, actually, as a matter of fact.

Yeah.

If you ever want any welding done...

Welding?

It's when you join bits of metal together.

Why would I want to do that?

No, you wouldn't.

It was more about the...

I was referring to the blowtorch.

It was a... joke.

It was very funny.

Can I borrow that?

So... do you...

go out after work?

Is that the sort of thing you do?

Are you going to go to a bar or anything?

- No.

- Good.

Good.

I'm going back home to Spain

for a fiesta.

Tonight?

Yeah.

I don't know how I'm going to get there.

But I will.

Fiesta is wild.

People come from miles around

to see the bullfighting.

And they go crazy.

They drink a lot, they dance a lot.

They make poo, they make wee.

They make love in the street.

Yeah.

It sounds awful.

Well... it's a good thing

I didn't invite you along, then.

But I mean it sounds fascinating,

anthropologically.

Anthropologically, it's incredible.

Well...

I'd better be going.

See you around.

"See you around"?

You were gone for ages.

I thought you were getting your balls in.

What are you still doing here?

You should be halfway to Spain by now.

- What could I have done?

- Got a car, given her a lift.

How would I get a car?

Leave that to me.

- Bunny...

- Hush now! You're in disgrace.

Right!

Which one of you tinpot Polacks

wants to raise the stakes?

Jedz.

I need f***ing lemon! Lemon!

Just one more.

Come on!

Yeah!

Yeah!

Who's your daddy?

I didn't want a car.

You don't know what you want.

All right now. Just be cool.

- Hey.

- Hey.

- Fancy a lift?

- We thought we'd check out the fiesta.

I thought you didn't like wine or

dancing or making love in the street.

We've had enough of the crabs.

We wanna bet on the bulls.

Yes.

OK.

Thanks.

All right, dude, relax.

- Talk to her. You'll be fine.

- OK.

Just don't go into another long rant

about the demise of the semicolon.

Right.

Girls don't like grammar chat.

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