Jack and Diane Page #3

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It's killer, right?

Hold on, though.

It's better with tea.

I'm sure it was you

in the new Audi

Outside Sainsbury's

Hey, Hilary... Hilary

Hilary...

- Whose is this?

- It's mine.

Cool. Nice pick.

So, Aunt Linda, tell me

about Diane's sister.

What's her name? Karen?

Karen, she's a sweetheart.

You know what they say...

twins are opposites.

Twins?

Cool.

I gotta pee.

You wanna show me

where the bathroom is?

Dork. What did she say?

Who, Karen? Oh, we had fun.

- No, no, not here.

- Come on.

Diane, can you come

give me a hand?

I need to talk to you

about something.

Yeah, I'm just looking

for some loo roll.

We just bought loo roll.

What are you doing?

Oh, my God. Does Mary know?

- Know what?

- That you're...

With girls?

Yeah, of course she knows.

She's my mom.

- Well, nobody told me.

- What are you, the library?

People go to you

to deposit information?

- Jack, I don't think I like you.

- Fine.

I don't f*** older women.

Well, Diane's grounded,

so you're gonna have to leave.

Well, we're gonna

get a place together

when I move out

next month, so f*** you.

Fine.

But Diane will be at school

in France in two weeks,

so good luck finding her.

Is that true?

Stop!

- Please, Jack, come on.

- You're such a f***ing liar.

First you con your sister

into talking to me,

and now you're only here

for, like, a week?

What the f*** am I,

your f***ing tourist f***?

- No, it's not like that.

- Thanks for making me look like an ass.

It's not like that.

It's not like what?

- Are you staying?

- I don't know.

It's not completely up to me.

Well, look, don't stay for me, okay?

I'm, like, over it.

I get all the p*ssy I want.

You're such a...

A what?

Okay, Karen...

she, like, thinks that I'm, like,

always taking care of her, right?

And I don't know. Maybe I am.

But it's like I'm stronger

than her or something.

What is she, like, retarded?

Okay, are you gonna

let me explain?

Yeah. I don't have

all day, though.

Well, Karen, like, filled out

this application thing

for me to go on

this fashion exchange

to a school in Paris next year

so that we could be apart,

because she's...

I don't know,

she's just got this thing

where she thinks she's, like,

holding me back or something.

Does that make sense?

Yeah, I guess.

Can I have a piece?

It's my last piece.

Why do you have to be so mean?

You just think you're

the cat's pajamas, don't you?

What the f*** does that mean?

The bee's knees.

Like you're so cool.

You don't know me.

This is scary for me.

I thought you said

that I was, like, the one.

I should probably go.

Do whatever you want.

What time is it anyway?

It's around 3:
00.

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