Jules: Don’t focus on it.
& Nic: Oh, my God. The whole neighborhood heard that.
Jules: No, they didn’t.
Nic: Shit! That was a vibe kill.
& Joni (aka Mia Wasikowska aka Alica): ...he’d like to meet you. You know, if you want to.
Paul: Your brother?
Joni: Yeah. Well, technically he’s my half-brother. Each of my moms had a kid, you know, with... With your... With your sperm.
Paul: Like in both of them?
Joni: Yeah.
Paul: Like in two?
Joni: Uh-huh. Like in gay.
Paul: Oh! Right. Right. Right on. Right on. Yeah, cool. I... I love lesbians.
Joni: Great.
& Nic: Maybe we should just sit him down and ask him already.
Jules: What? “Are you and Clay fucking?”
Nic: “Exploring” is a better word.
Jules: Yeah, well, so, you know, what if they are “exploring”? This is the age for that. We should be good with that.
Nic: We should. We should. I just don’t understand why he’s exploring with that loser.
& Jules: Laser, do you want to talk to us about anything?
Laser: Like what?
Nic: Just anything. You know, anything on your mind.
Laser: Well, there is something. But it’s more of a question, though.
Nic: That’s okay.
Jules: We won’t judge you.
Laser: ... Why do you guys watch gay man porn?
& Nic: I get it, okay? He’s their biological father and all that crap. But it still feels really shitty.
& Nic: Look, we have to be smart about this. You know, if we act like grubby bitches, we’re just gonna make it worse. ... Let’s just kill him with kindness and put it to bed.
& Nic: I love you, chicken.
Jules: I love you, too, pony.
& Jules: Go easy on the wine, hon. It’s daytime.
Nic: Okay. Same goes for the micromanaging. Okay?
& Paul: I’m just making an observation.
Nic: Yeah? Well, I need your observations like I need a dick in my ass!
& Jules: If you have a drug problem, then that’s your business.
Luis: No, I don’t have no drug problem. I have allergies.
Jules: Then why are you a gardener?
Luis: ’Cause I love the flowers!
& Nic: What’s your favorite Joni album?
Paul: Blue. Right?.. My brother from another mother.
Nic: Oh, my God.
Paul: I mean...
Nic: Listen, I spent half of high school in my room crying to that album. That record, it kills me.
Paul: It doesn’t stop.
Nic: No.
Paul: River... California...
Nic: A Case Of You...
Paul: All I Want.
I am on a lonely road and I am traveling
Traveling, traveling, traveling
Looking for something, what can it be
Oh I hate you some, I hate you some, I love you some
Oh I love you when I forget about me
I want to be strong I want to laugh along
I want to belong to the living
Alive, alive, I want to get up and jive
I want to wreck my stockings in some juke box dive
Do you want — do you want — do you want to dance with me baby
Do you want to take a chance
On maybe finding some sweet romance with me baby
Well, come on
& Jules: I wish you were gay, you’d be much more sensitive.
& Jules: I need to say something.
It’s no big secret your mom and I are in hell right now, and... Bottom line is, marriage is hard. It’s really fucking hard. Just two people slogging* through the shit, year after year, getting older, changing. It’s a fucking marathon, okay?
So, sometimes, you know, you’re together so long, that you just... You stop seeing the other person. You just see weird projections of your own junk. Instead of talking to each other, you go off the rails and act grubby* and make stupid choices... which is what I did.
And I feel sick about it because I love you guys, and I love your mom, and that’s the truth. Sometimes you hurt the ones you love the most. I don’t know why. You know, if I read more Russian novels, then...
Anyway... I just wanted to say how sorry I am for what I did. I hope you’ll forgive me... eventually.
Thank you.
& Laser: I don’t think you guys should break up.
Nic: No? Why’s that?
Laser: I think you’re too old.
Nic: Thanks, Laser.
-- Dict:
slogging — упорно работать
grubby — грязный; неряшливый
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