The Last Thing You Want Is to Wind Up with a Hump
& Gloria: How’s Jake doing?
Charlie: Jake’s fine. He’s 10. He’s got his whole life ahead of him. Me, on the other hand, I’m sitting in the hot sun, in rented pants listening to myself blink.
& Alan: Jake, for the last time, nobody got “creamed.” No one won, no one lost.
Jake: Yeah. Except for us.
Charlie: It doesn’t matter if you win or lose. It’s whether or not you beat the spread*.
& Alan: Charlie, we are trying to teach the kids not to keep score.
Charlie: You should’ve thought of that before you taught them to count.
& Charlie: My brother, Alan, warned me not to go out with you tonight.
Kate: That’s funny. Everybody warned me not to go out with you.
Charlie: It worked for Romeo and Juliet... up until the poison and the stabbing.
Kate: Charlie, I have a confession. I haven’t been out with a man other than my husband in 12 years.
Charlie: That’s not a problem. A couple of things have changed, I can bring you up to date.
Kate: Please do.
Charlie: All right, well, nowadays, women pay for dinner. And of course, sex is a given.
Kate: I’ll tell you one thing, I am not paying for dinner.
--- Dict:
beat the spread = Going against the odds
+on Imdb.
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