Smooth Talk Page #3

We're just looking,

thank you.

Don't even talk to me.

Are you gonna

leave your hair to science...

You chicks looking for us?

'Cause we can handle all three of you.

Don't you want some ice cream?

I heard you want some ice cream.

I don't want any ice cream.

She really hates ice cream.

We came here to shop.

Sure, you did.

How about some coffee?

Tea? Ice water?

Smoke a joint?

We'll go with you.

We'll help you shop.

Oh, my God, Connie,

the roller and the pan!

Your mother's gonna kill you!

Oh, my God.

And she's down here.

She's in the store down here.

I'm gonna throw up.

What a pair of perverts.

Did you ever see such perverts?!

Did you see the guy with the muscles?

Did you check out that total burl?

- He oughta be kept in a cage!

- What a fag!

You girls are going to have to go

someplace else to make your noises.

You're disturbing our customers.

Oh, God.

We're terribly sorry, madam.

We came to shop, really.

Yes, we did.

In fact... Yeah,

I need a briefcase for my office.

Get out.

This is not an amusement park.

This line is so slow.

We're never gonna get in.

I don't even know

what movie to go see.

Your sister said

theater number two.

My sister?

What's so wrong with her?

Are you kidding?

If I had an old maid like that

living at home, I'd just be so ashamed.

I feel sorry for you, honest.

I guess so, yeah.

Do you actually have to

talk to her at school?

What am I supposed to do,

turn around and run away?

I would.

Who wants to work

in a high school?

Tacky.

My parents treat her like Miss Perfect,

and I'm some career criminal.

My mother wants me to

start going to church.

Every Sunday?

What, Sunday? Every day!

She's a fanatic.

Like to morning mass?

She's afraid for my soul.

Oh, my God,

it's the guys with the buns.

Oh, my God!

Zero? Three?

Number three!

So that's where we're going.

Theater number three, right?

I'm not gonna sit in there with them.

They're 1 8, maybe 20.

Laura and I are gonna do it, so...

Go ahead, then.

Just leave me out.

I guess we can't do that.

What do you think? Fast.

I don't wanna spoil your big party.

That movie really sucked.

I thought it was kind of okay.

Yeah, sure, Jill.

At least it was short.

So, where's your Dad?

What do you mean?

We've got 1 5 minutes.

Yeah, 1 5 wasted minutes.

Look, I'm sorry, all right?

Wanna go over?

Not enough time.

No, I mean just

kind of check it out.

It's really just older guys.

They're all out of school already.

Tomorrow?

Not me.

I'm going to the beach.

Well, you have to read 'em

and weep, honey.

I'll knock with three.

Oh, wait a minute.

My gin card, you rat.

You little shithead.

Boy, Daddy. What luck.

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