Daphne Page #4

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That's a horrible thing to say.

My brother's deaf.

- No, he is not.

- Yes, he is.

Okay, fine, well,

so, f***ing stab me.

I'm just trying to f***ing...

I'm going to get some fresh air.

- You busy?

- No, I'm doing the vat for a laugh.

- Okay, you're busy.

- Yeah, why?

Just chilling.

Never illing. In my

mouth I got two fillings.

Whatever.

Young MC in the house.

What?

I hear that ladies are

stalking that white truffle

over from Piedmont again

if you want to pop down

and bag some free samples.

Yeah, I heard.

No, you go. I can't.

You get some if you want.

No, I mean, if you wanted to.

I'm not in the mood.

I don't think Beth likes me.

That's not exactly news, Daphne.

No, it's not.

Is there anything else...

Look, I clearly can't have

a drink right now, okay?

- For f*** sake.

- No, I was gonna say sorry.

Do you remember the other night...

Uh, if you wanted to, we could.

Um...

We can what?

Daphne.

Are you stalking me?

I'm going to ignore that comment.

Here, an invite for Sunday.

Mom, I told you.

Take it, seriously.

You might really regret

it if you don't.

How can you use that?

That is so... Even for you.

It's all I've got to use.

Mom, I'm not, I just...

I disagree. You don't think.

You do things unthinkingly.

And you don't do anything,

and you think too much.

Regret the things

you did do, Daphne,

not the things you didn't.

Where did you hear that

crap, in a fortune cookie?

Yes.

See you on Sunday.

We can have coffee

and cake after.

- Service.

- F***.

Service, please.

- What about yesterday?

- I don't wanna talk about it.

Okay.

Anything else you don't

wanna talk about?

- Not really, no.

- No? Off you go.

Do you think I'm selfish?

- Yeah.

- Do you?

Of course you are.

So am I.

I mean, who else is gonna

look out for you?

It's a tough f***ing world.

You gotta be tough, as well.

Or at least, I don't know,

what the f*** do I know?

Don't listen to me.

Yeah, that's what I think, too.

- But maybe...

- What?

When you were a kid,

did you ever wish

that you'd be in a car crash

and both your parents would die,

but you'd survive, and then you'd

be like this tragic little figure

and everyone would

love you or something?

Did you ever wish for

that when you were a kid

for both your parents to die?

No, you f***ing weirdo.

I never wanted to have

kids. They just arrived.

And so you just get on with it.

Sometimes I wish I could

get a refund though.

It sucks because we're

both evil f*** ups.

Yeah.

I gotta quit this sh*t.

It's ruining my palate.

I know, mine, too.

Oh, God.

Oh, f***. Oh, f***.

No.

Sorry.

Hello again.

The one who kicked you

out at the club

a few nights ago.

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