The Rules of Attraction Page #4

What wrong with him?

Maybe 20% over market value.

that's some good motherfucking math!

I do believe we have ourselves a deal.

- Do we have ourselves a deal?

- Sure.

Good. Time for you to get to work.

Sometimes...a minute...

..will last...like an hour, you know...

or other times...

..an hour just...just...zips by...

..like a minute.

You know, it's all subjective.

Every person...

..perceives it...perceives it differently.

It's like... That's why you can't trust clocks,

you know.

Marc...you owe me 500 bucks.

I want it by Sunday.

OK?

You notice there aren't any clocks in my room

'cause they...they interfere with your ability to...

..to adjust the time to...

..to...to suit your needs, you know.

- Marc...

- Do not be a slave to time...

..my friend,

'cause... [SNIFFS]

..it...uh...

there's no point.

Oh! Oh! I...I can feel my dick!

I can feel my dick!

[GASPS] Oh, my God!

Hey! F***ing hey! What about the cash?!

- Marc, what about the f***ing cash?!

- What class...man?

Who teaches that? F***ing...

Just...go away, huh?

Just...stop bugging me, just stop asking me.

Stop kicking my f***ing bed.

Stop...you know...

I'll get you your f***...

Just don't f*** my karma, dude! Don't f*** it up!

[PLAYS ODD NOTES]

[PLAYS TUNELESSLY]

[ROCK MUSIC PLAYS BACKWARDS]

[KIDS SHOUTING AND SCREAMING]

Get yourself together

Get yourself together

Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake,

shake, shake, shake, shake, shake

Get yourself together...

Hi, Mitch. What's up?

Not very much. Uh, what's up with you?

Not much. Can we talk?

What do you wanna talk about?

- What's going on.

- Hey!

I warned you. Remember that.

I know, I know.

Wait, what did you warn me about?

I warned you!

Wait, Mitch!

Mitch, don't be such a p*ssy!

I am warning you again!

I don't know what your f***ing problem is!

Just stay the f*** aw... Hey.

Hey, guys. Is there some sort of problem,

Paul and Mitchell?

No, I... You two know each other?

Yeah. Hi.

Hi. [SCREAMS]

Mitch, I'm kinda through partying tonight.

Do you want to...uh...

walk me back to my room?

My room-mate's at her boyfriend's tonight.

- Yeah?

- What about you, Paul? What are you doing?

- Come on, let's go.

- It might be fun!

Come on.

- Let's go.

- You know you want to.

- Later, guy.

- Bye, Paul. Maybe next time.

[ROCK MUSIC PLAYS]

Excuse you.

- Sean Bateman, right?

- Right.

Paul.

Right.

- Who's the girl with Mitchell?

- You mean Candice?

Her name is Candice.

- I had a class with her, but I failed it.

- Really?

My type of guy!

F***ing keg's dead. Typical.

I wish I had a case of beer.

- Quesadilla?

- What?

- Quesadilla. Mexican food. El Sombrero.

- El Sombrero closed a long time ago.

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