Friends & Lovers Page #3

Hello, Jon. Helllooo, Carla.

Oh, timber Ridge road is

just up here a little ways,

a little bit

around the bend and so forth.

[Speaking German]

I'm from Bavaria.

Where from in Deutschland

do you hail, sweet?

From stuttgart.

Stuttgart. so marvelous!

Which way am I going, please?

You just right, left. I'll show

you how to get there, sweetie.

Thanks for the ride.

I was so stranded.

So, my car is so much

troubles lately, a little...

Why don't you sit back a

little there, hans, and relax.

Ok, pal? Thanks.

Be nice. How much fun

can you have

when your car breaks down?

Don't worry.

I'm sure it's only minor.

Oh, my god. She has got

the most beautiful hands.

Which is interesting because my

name is also strangely hans.

I learned from my grandmother

back in schwarzwald...

In baden-baden.

How to read palms

a long time ago.

It's just a little skill

that I still possess.

Really? yes.

Can you read mine?

Yes, I'd be happy to.

Do you want to know the

present or the future?

The future.

Very well. This here

is your lifeline.

Look down here. See how

this arcs around like this?

This is your lifeline.

You have good, long,

long, long life.

Strong stock.

But I see here on the

loveline there's a break,

which means many things.

What you think might happen

is not going to happen,

and perhaps something

else will happen.

You know, I thought for sure

you'd have, like,

a bonehead bavarian

in your immediate future.

Jon, behave. Come on.

I also see here finally...

Oh! funf kinder! 5

little children.

Not with you, hans.

Now sit back and relax.

Jon! what?

He's from Europe.

I mean, you can't expect him

to act like a normal American.

You're not really going for

this bullshit are you?

What?

You know what? Forget it.

Just let's forget it.

I'm gonna pull over.

I'd like you to get out.

Ok there, hans?

I do something wrong?

I want you out of my

f***ing car, ok, bavarian?

Have you gone nuts?

This is unbelievable.

You want this guy coming on to you?

Is that it?

He's not coming

on to me. Are you?

Jon, I wasn't coming on to

her in the slightest, Jon.

Sit back, buddy!

You're crazy.

I'm crazy? You're crazy.

What, do you think this

wacko is cute or something?

Yeah, he's cute.

Ooh!

Cute, my ass!

Hans:
Jon, did I do

something wrong to Jon?

Get out.

Right, thanks.

Kiss mein arschloch!

Ha ha! She likes me better.

He can't handle it.

Hans read her hands.

Now she wants me in her pants.

Swim the deepest ocean

just to see you smile

scale the highest mountain,

touch the sky

For you I cross a desert

walk for miles and miles

just to wipe a tear

from your eye

Baby, I'd do

anything for you...

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