The Hottest State Page #4

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What kind of sh*t

do you think we'll say

about each other

after we break up?

"Frigid b*tch. "

"All he thinks about

is himself. "

"She's really

still just a child. "

"He doesn't ever listen. "

"Oh, she's completely

without talent. "

"Oh, he calls himself

an actor? What a phoney. "

Isn't it strange

that'll happen?

I'll come in here

one night -

"Listen, we got to talk. "

"What is it?"

"It's just I've been

thinking and -"

"And what?"

"I just need

a little space is all. "

"Space for what?"

"Look, don't make this

any harder than it is.

I don't make you happy,

you don't make me happy. "

"Yes, yes, you do.

We can work this out, I love you.

You're seeing

someone else. "

"No! Don't say that.

- "Who is it?"

- "It doesn't matter. "

- "Who is it?"

- "It doesn't matter. "

- "Who is it?"

- "See, I can't even talk to you. "

"I always knew

you didn't care about me.

You just needed

someone to talk at.

I could have been any girl. "

"Now, don't go feeling

sorry for yourself.

The point is,

it's over. It was fun,

but I'm just not

boyfriend material, you know?"

Okay.

I think we have to stop now

because -

Oh my God,

I'm so stupid.

I'm so stupid.

I can't do this with you.

- We were joking.

- I can't do that.

I don't what a boyfriend

right now.

Don't start having some self-fulfilling

prophesy that I'm going to hurt you.

I promised myself

I wasn't going to do this.

Listen, if you could be

inside my body

when I see you,

or touch you -

or think that I might see you,

or touch you -

you would stop crying

and slap me -

because I'm either

crazy about you,

or, I'm going crazy.

You are crazy.

- Oh yeah?

- Yeah.

Well, if you don't say, "I'm going

to get over my stupid hang-ups -

and fall desperately

in love"-

I'm going to

jump off this bed.

I'm not going to say that.

Say it!

I don't have

any stupid hang-ups.

Oh, you better say it!

You know what?

Just - just stop.

Are you okay?

Say you're falling

desperately in love with me,

and I'll come back to life.

No!

What do you even

mean by love?

I'm dying.

You're not dying.

Say you desperately

want to kiss me passionately,

and I'll come back to life.

I desperately want to

kiss you passionately.

A tragedy

narrowly averted.

Come here.

I knew what was happening

and it was nice

but it wasn't

what I wanted.

Decker:

Yo Kilroy, you big boxing bastard,

get over here.

William:

I remember wining that.

Spring of '79.

Samantha:

I wasn't born yet.

Decker:

Look, I'm not saying you look bad.

I'm just saying -

I wish you were

wearing a dress.

I personally find you

more attractive - in a dress.

I'm not saying that to be mean,

but you asked.

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