All language subtitles for Outrageous Fortune s01e06 But Never Doubt I Love

This girl dreaming about being a model
is not a dream.

She's pregnant?

Mr. Hong has a warehouse full of new
releases that haven't been released yet.

You head on back to your lifestyle block
and let me manage the store.

I provide you with a list of what I need
and how many units.

And I pay you eight bucks a unit. Cash.

Now inhale and draw the groin inward
deep into the pelvis.

Now keeping the torso long, lean forward
from the hip, not the waist, the hip,

and lengthen the tailbone.

This exercise is especially good for
menstrual discomfort.

Hello? Can I help you?

Rita?

Rita! Oh, God!

Breacher.

Stop it!

Hi. Hi.

Happy anniversary.

You remembered. Nobody else did.

Bugger all else to go in here.

Except think about you.

20 years, eh?

What is that?

Uh, China.

You know what I was thinking about this
morning?

I was thinking about the way you arch
your back when I lick your neck.

Any mail?

Just junk.

And these?

These are for you.

How are they fun?

Doesn't matter, they're flowers. God, I
never get flowers.

Guess where I've been?

Got no idea, Loretta. I get home and
there's this message on the answering

machine. Hi, this is Amanda from the
community centre. We have a Theodore

here. He seems confused.

Oh shit, not again.

He hugged her and called her Rita and
she freaked out.

Why? I mean, in its own way, it's kind
of touching.

Yeah, well, what she felt touching her
was his stiffy.

Oh, my God.

My first paid modeling job.

Can't be.

Oh, my God.

God, that's wonderful, love. I'm going
to get this framed so one day I can look

back on it as my humble beginning.

Does this mean you're going to give up
that waitressing job?

No, not yet, but so.

Did you say something about flowers?
Yes, yes.

Yeah, how'd you perform, Mum?

Huh, that's no name.

Just did, please meet me and we're in.

Cool. My first secret admirer. Boy,
first nut job.

Whatever it is, it had nothing to do
with me.

No, no, no.

This isn't police business.

This is business of the heart.

Oh, you're so on the wrong planet.

I can't help how I feel, Pascal.

When I saw you on that stage.

I mean, I don't normally go to clubs
like that. It's just the other guys made

me. And when I saw it, it changed my
life.

You saw me at the champagne club?

Oh, yes.

Constable whatever your name is. Hickey.
Hickey. Glenn.

You really sacked the coma on the name
front, didn't you? My best friend at

school was Graham Gaylord.

Look, Glenn, I'll say this as nice as I
can.

No way.

Not ever.

Bye.

I just want to get to know you better.

I'm a nice guy.

Honest.

Uh, am I needed for anything?

How should I know? My mother bear and
papa bear are at the doctor's house

Hey. You know, baby skin.

You think you can't follow her, ask
them, not me.

Yeah, but hey, will they be able to
tell?

What? Their baby, of course.

If it's not, you know, Asian.

No, Van, they won't be able to tell if
it's yours.

Cool.

So, we're good then?

I thought the daughter wanted you to
root the mum.

She did.

Well, so why the big freeze now she
knows?

Well, she didn't want me to get her
pregnant, apparently.

So why did you?

I didn't mean to.

Condom failure.

But haven't you heard about AIDS and
crabs and all that shit? No, she was

an animal, man.

She was a jump on my dick before I had a
chance to sheathe it.

Yeah, well, it's hard to stop when that
happens.

Well, how do you know?

So does Mr. Triad know your baby?

He's not a triad.

You hope he's not a triad. He's not,
okay?

Because if he was, he'd cut off your
gonads and feed them to his pandas. He

doesn't got any fucking pandas, man!

No, absolutely no way.

But I've got a job interview this
afternoon, Loretta. A real promising

processing. Sounds alluring, but tough
shit.

Loretta, I need someone to look after
Grandpa, and I'm picking you. Why?

Because you know he can't be trusted.

Why can't Pascal do it? She can't be
trusted.

I'm working at the video hut. Not till
after school.

Well, yeah, obviously.

So Grandpa and I can come and get you
from school, and you can take him to the

door. Mum, he'll molest all the
customers.

Well, park him in the corner.

You know he likes to watch, you know,
those old prison break films.

Where are my trousers?

No, Ted.

They'll be in your bed.

Oh, crap.

What are you doing here?

Getting an education?

No, that will be inside the gates in the
classroom.

Which is where we beg to differ. Isn't
today one of your school optional days?

Look, I wouldn't be here if I didn't
have to, okay? Trust me.

Okay, stay cool.

Hi, Mum.

Hi, honey.

Hi, Mrs. Darling.

Hello, Mrs. West.

You didn't have to let Loretta out of
school early just for Grandpa, you know.

Well, Loretta told me how she was needed
to get out, and I thought what a good

chance to talk to you. About what?

About how happy I am with the way that
Loretta's turned things around at

It's lovely.

Isn't it?

Excuse me.

Okay, Grandpa, come on, hand over time.

Can we stay and watch the girls come
out?

Not today, Grandpa.

Bye, Mum.

Bye, love.

Grandpa.

Video stills this way.

What?

Luther's sarcasm, Kurt.

Some, you know, people here.

You know them?

Friends of Zane. They're looking for a
Resident Evil Final Revelations pre

-release hookup.

So, no test losers?

Gamers. Think of the money, Kurt.

That thought warms me all the way to
prison, Rita.

Hang here a minute, Grandpa. I'll be
right back.

You have cool hands, Luke. Do we? You
bet.

You want the widescreen version? What?

Widescreen or not.

I'm half blind. Do you think I give a
flying fuck?

Where's Grandpa?

He's... Not here.

Oh, brilliant. Like eight seconds and
you lose him. Top work.

What was he doing when you laughed for
him? He was standing right there looking

at some woman.

What woman?

She rendered something and then left.

And you left him alone?

He wanted cool hand Luke.

Okay, what did she get out?

Sent of a woman. Why?

Because thanks to you, genius, I now
have to find out who and where she is.

Yes. Oh, my God.

Theodore?

Yes.

We have some news, which we want you
both to hear, because even though Tracy

obviously only the actual family member,
Van, you're almost like family to us.

A boy.

Yes. The baby is a boy.

A son.

So, this is bad?

As if my opinion didn't really mean
nothing, now there's a son ahead of me.

Yeah, but he's only, he's only like this
big.

Oh, fuck Van, he's a son? I mean shit
now.

So, um, what about me?

What about you?

What about me with the whole who's the
real daddy thing?

You could go anywhere with that,
including straight to your old man.

I'm still thinking.

Where does that leave me?

I'm the daddy here.

Don't you have lawns to mow?

I'm not quite sure how to put this, but
did a strange man follow you home from

the video store?

Depends what you mean by strange.

You must be Loretta.

I'm Margaret.

Come in.

Thanks.

Hi, Col, are you tracking me down?

OK. It's a wonderful feeling, Loretta.

Pity you're too young to know. Know
what?

What it's like the moment you see
someone dear to you, 20 years after you

thought they'd gone forever.

You're a lot happier than I've seen you
in a while.

I've got a reason to live now, Loretta.

After meeting Mark again.

When I saw her in your video store, I
knew it was him.

It's amazing the connections the human
brain can make. I just knew.

Knew what exactly?

That your customer, Margaret, was my old
mate Mark.

Loretta, I taught this man everything he
knows about safe cracking.

Until we got snitched up by that old
bastard and ended up Mount Eden

Hey, Dad.

You OK?

Yeah, I'm good, sort of.

You? Getting by? What's wrong?

What do you mean?

Sort of.

What's all that about?

Um... Do you remember how you felt when
Mum told you she was

pregnant with me and Jethro?

Have you got some girl up the duff? No,
no, no way, no.

Well, why are you asking me all that,
then?

I don't know, I'm just interested in
this one.

Why?

I just am, OK?

Is this your way of telling me your
mother's pregnant again?

No.

Why the hell would I be doing that? No.

Why, no?

Bloody odd question to be asking your
old man, that's all.

Unless you've got some girl up to daft.
No, I haven't, okay? I just... I want to

know how you're meant to feel.

You know?

Just think as I do.

Well, it depends on the girl, I guess.

Yeah?

If you love her, which I did.

I still do, actually.

So much it hurts sometimes.

Actually, it was me that told your
mother that she was pregnant with you

Eh? Yeah.

We were lying on the kitchen floor.

I was licking around the navel.

I just looked up at her, all flushed and
sweaty.

I said something along the lines of, I
reckon you're pregnant.

And she was.

That answer your question?

Yeah, that's great. Thanks, Dad.

She's an okay chick.

Or a bloke.

That she is.

Probably best you don't mention Margaret
to anyone.

Yeah, don't want to feed into all those
stereotypes.

What's that?

The transgender community.

What's that?

Well, people like Mark or the come
Margaret.

It can change people.

There can be a lot of prejudice.

Oh, yeah, right.

I suppose.

I was more thinking that she's an
escaped convict.

Sorry? Oh, yeah, Mark was always a much
faster runner than me.

When the van door got left open on that
day on the way to the arraignment.

Mind you, he deserved to make it.

Life was a lot tougher inside for Mark
than me, especially when I wasn't there

to protect him.

Watching Mark Leggett when he
disappeared over that hedge.

After Rita's funeral, that was the
saddest moment of my life.

Cheryl, sorry to keep you waiting.

Make my day and tell me you're here
before the clock.

I have actually police harassment.

Of you?

My family, my house. Why have you got it
under surveillance?

You're under the impression that your
house is under surveillance.

What I want to know is why. I've told
you, no member of my family is involved

with anything illegal.

Not this week.

I don't care if you don't believe me.
It's the truth and it's good enough for

me. So why have you got my house under
surveillance?

The thing is, Cheryl, how can I answer
that question?

By definition, surveillance is a covert
operation.

Not the way you fellas do it. But if I
were to tell you about the surveillance,

then it wouldn't be covert now, would
it? So it is under surveillance?

No, I'm not saying that.

I'm saying if it were, I couldn't tell
you.

No, it's not.

I'm not saying that.

Well then, why is one of your boys
parked across the road?

Look, Wayne.

Me and my family have got nothing to do
with anything criminal anymore, so if

you're watching my house, the only
incriminating thing you're going to see

hanging out Van's wife runs.

Christ, he's an image to conjure with
now, isn't he?

Please, just leave us alone.

I always knew I'd have a stalker. I just
didn't think it would be so soon.

This cop guy only wants to meet you. How
is that stalking him?

He wants way more than that.

In a way, he's kind of cute.

You know, apart from being fucked in the
head.

Yeah, apart from that.

The look in his eyes, it gives it away
mainly.

Which is what?

It's a kind of stalking look.

Please, I just want one thing to thank
you by. Go away.

Just one little keepsake, please.

Oh, did you give him a pair of your
undies?

Oh, no.

I gave him a pair of Vans. Not that he
noticed.

I'm sorry, but I cannot have this sort
of thing happening at this stage of my

career. Maybe when you're Rachel Hunter.

Then I'll have an entourage to deal with
it. And publicists to cash in on it.

I already have an entourage.

You do?

I wouldn't have come to you, but I
didn't know who else to go to.

Yeah.

You're not a prick.

Yeah, I know.

You get this girl.

So what do you think I should do then?

Well, you should tell him to fuck off.

He doesn't listen to me.

You could tell him to fuck off for me.

I... Yeah, but I've kind of got my own
problems, you know?

Man, she's your sister.

She's caught some guy jacking off in her
undies.

You have to do something.

Yeah.

Okay.

It'll have to be after lunch tomorrow,
okay? I've got my own shit to sort out.

Thank you, then. You are the best
brother a girl could have.

Don't wait up.

Is that all, Tiger?

Okay, bye.

Grandpa, the babe moment.

Why do you have to take everything and
make it tacky? They're just friends.

Well, I think it's lovely.

Because it's lovely or because he's
someone else's problem for the day?

way, that woman is a godsend. I want to
marry her and have her babies.

Fat chance there.

So, your grandad and the tranny prison
escape are getting it on?

They're just friends, Kurt.

Friends who once shared a prison cell.

What's your point?

Oh, nothing.

So, was he gay back then? The Margaret
person, not your grandpa?

My grandpa is not gay. I never said he
was.

I just asked if his much younger
transsexual cellmate was.

Just because Margaret is a transsexual
does not mean she's gay, you know?

Gay then or gay now?

What?

Was he into women back when he was a
man? You know, which made him straight.

now that he's a woman, and he's still
into women, makes him a lesbian.

Oi.

Where's Mr. Hong?

I don't know. Isn't it your job to know?

Well, actually, I don't know what my job
is anymore.

I don't know. He's up at the stables
doing something to horses.

Well, we should, you know, talk.

About?

Well, what do you think?

I don't know. You're the one who wants
to talk.

Uh, the baby?

My baby? Yeah, my baby too.

How would that be possible?

Eh?

How could Mr. Hong's baby be your baby?

Well, there was all those times I put my
cock up... Now, see, that's where

you're going wrong, Van, because there
is no way in hell that this is your

Yeah, but what if it is?

I'm telling you it isn't, because I say
it isn't. Look, if I'm the daddy, then I

need to know... Look, for God's sake,
Van, there is no way that you will ever

the father of my child.

Now, if you can just get that one
thought to stay in your head, then we'll

along just fine.

You have rights, man. As the father.

You need to assert those rights.

You're the father, man.

Yeah.

Yeah, I am. If you didn't want to be the
father, you should have thought about

that before you shot your load.

I told you, she jumped me.

Is that him?

Which one?

In the uniform.

Which one?

The one with the mustache.

Which one?

The short one.

No, that's not him. The hickey guy
doesn't have a mustache.

Sure? Yeah.

So why did you say which one?

Which time?

You said which one, and then I said the
one with the mustache, and then you said

which one again.

Well, I didn't think of it then.

Hey, hey, do you want to cook?

Oh, you're my special Afghan.

Yeah, only time she bakes is when Uncle
Carlos turns up with a bag of heads.

We should, you know, keep our wits about
us.

One couldn't hurt, though, eh?

Cheryl speaking.

Wayne Judd here, Cheryl.

What do you want?

I'm looking out my office window. Do you
know what I see? Oh, I wouldn't have

the foggiest side of it, Judd.

There's a van parked across the road.

There's two men inside the van.

Van is in the van. And that's your van.
That's not Van Halen.

The other guy seems to fit the
description of his dipshit mate, Manta.

Now, I've got to ask the question,
Cheryl.

Do you have us under surveillance?

Because if you do, we give up.

Your guys are too clever by half or
plotters like us.

Hello, love.

Good day.

Wonderful.

Cool. You guys, um, excuse me for a
while.

How's Margaret?

Wonderful. We played ball.

Must be good for you guys to catch up
after all these years.

It is indeed.

So, how long were you guys in a cell
together, back when she was a man?

Oh, two years, just about.

21 months, to be exact, before Mark
escaped.

The second saddest day of your life.

Was it?

That's what you said after Grandma
dying.

You guys were close, eh?

Loretta, you've got to understand that I
was away from Rita for a long stretch,

and he was a very attractive man,
battling with his sexuality.

My God, on personality alone, he'd be
hard to resist, leaving aside the fact

that he wasn't a donors at that age.

Grandpa, how could you?

He learnt at my feet, Loretta.

Before we went inside, he worshipped me,
all that I taught.

And then I learnt at his.

I don't need to know that.

Loretta, what else do you expect when
you'd lock men up together for any

of time?

Happens all the time.

Hi, Dad.

Where's Mum?

Oh, no, just me. I just wanted to see
that you're OK.

Sure, sure, I am.

Did your mum talk to you?

About what?

Oh, just last time she came on. Went on
about, you know, about how much I was

missing her.

Oh.

Thought she might have sent you to check
up on me.

No, just me.

All my own idea.

She just caught me in one of those
lonely days, you know.

She did her worst.

I guess you've always got your cellmate
to talk to.

No, I don't have a cellmate.

Really?

Oh, that's great.

And, Dad, just remember that Mum really,
really loves you and she always will,

OK?

All right, love her will.

I still like your idea about Super
glowing his hand to his cock.

Did he?

Yep.

Hey, I didn't know he cycled.

What? Saw nothing.

Follow his cycling ass.

What the hell are you two doing?

Why didn't you come to me?

I don't know.

Honey, if there is a pervert stalking
you, I want to know. I need to know.

It wasn't like he was a freaky stalker.
He was a pain in the arse.

Yeah, but going to Van?

I mean, what if he'd done something
stupid?

Okay, but my point is, by doing
something stupid to a cop, Van nearly

in prison for a really long time.

Why couldn't you come to me?

I was... embarrassed.

Oh, honey, there is no need to be. It's
not your fault.

When did this all start?

It might have been one of the times when
he was one of the cops who raided us. I

mean, there were always cops in my room.

Okay. Leave it with me.

No, you don't have to do anything. Oh,
yes, I do.

No, really.

No, really. I will deal with this.

What are you doing?

Waiting.

Thinking. Is that wise?

Right.

Nobody leaves.

What? I need to... Where's Mr. Hong, by
the way? He's at the gym. Why?

Great. Because I need to say something.
God, is this going to take very long?

No.

Now, look. I have rights.

And I want to assert them. Okay? Now.

What rights?

The right not to be treated the way you
guys are treating me.

And also, they're right to talk about
our child.

It's not funny. Are you out of your
fucking mind?

No, I'm not out of my fucking mind. Did
I not make it clear enough for you, Van?

You are not the father of this child.

Not until the DNA tests prove you're a
lying slut.

Hey! I'm having a difficult enough
pregnancy as it is without these

adding to my blood pressure problem, and
especially without anyone sticking

bloody great needle into my tummy. God,
you're so going to be found out.

Yeah, like when the baby comes out
looking like me.

So?

It took after my side of the family, not
Mr. Honk's.

Look, your father is not going to risk
the life of his son because you hate me.

And when you can start to get your head
around that, then maybe we can start

working together.

Working together on what?

I run the house.

You run the business.

Isn't that what you want?

A war would do neither of us any good,
Tracy.

Remember me?

Yeah, yeah, the one that got you
pregnant. And now that I did get you

you just expect me to fucking, like,
walk away.

God, Van, just think about it. I mean,
do you really want to play mumsies and

daddy with her?

Well, no, but... You sowed a seed.

Get the fuck over it.

Thank you, Tracey.

My pleasure.

Make yourself at home.

You'd better have armed backup, Sergeant
Judd. The cops aren't my favourite

people today.

Yeah, so we're gathered.

I thought you might be celebrating.

What have I got to celebrate?

Ending the career of the young cop.

Oh, you got Jethro's letter then, did
you? Yeah, pretty fancy words for a

-up law clerk.

Well, any big words you don't
understand, Sergeant Judd, there's a

right over there. Yes, an official
complaint has been lodged against

Hickey.

It's a pretty bloody serious allegation,
Cheryl.

Stalking a member of the public?

Will you try being the mother of the
girl being stalked?

Look, he's just a young fella. He had a
rush of blood to the head. Well, it's

where else the blood's rushing that's
bothering me.

Look, Cheryl, Hickey is a good cop.

Yeah. I'll give him a bollocking.
Christ, you can give him a bollocking if

want. Don't flush his career down the
toilet just because he's got the hots

your daughter.

Oh, jeez, Wayne. What in hell makes you
think I'd leave it to you to sort out?

Cheryl, I give you my word.

I'll put an end to this.

Right. Is that how it works, is it? A
cop breaks the law and good old Wayne

fixes it.

You know, he's not entirely to blame
here.

Your daughter's gorgeous, so it's pretty
hard for a young fella to resist when

she's standing around with no clothes
on. Listen to me. How Pascal dresses has

got nothing to fucking do with the fact
that... It's not about how she dresses.

It's how she undresses down at the club.
That's more to the bloody point.

Oh, Jesus, Cheryl.

You didn't know, did you?

What? Pascal's a waitress at the
champagne club.

Oh, come on.

Jesus, Cheryl.

For someone who's the head of the West
family, you can be pretty bloody

gullible.

Do you want for breakfast, Loretta?

No, thanks, with Vegemite.

Who did what?

Okay, that question.

Loretta, can you answer the door,
please?

Yep.

Hi, Loretta. Come in.

Morning, madam.

Good morning, Theodore.

I'll bring him back safe and sound.

Cheer up.

I hope he gets a girlfriend. It's my
fault I've got a stalker. How screwed up

this world?

Who's the dick in the glasses?

The architect.

He's renovating for the baby's room.

Get over it, Van.

I mean, you've got a root, haven't you?

Yeah.

So there you go. Every cloud has a
silver lining.

Bet she wasn't as good as me, though.

You rooted her, didn't you?

When you were pretending to be me, you
took advantage of me to take advantage

her, didn't you?

Because I'm not meant to. No!

Well, you said, go along with whatever
happened.

So I did. You did not that far!

Oh. Sorry.

Now, how am I meant to root her again
when I don't know what I did the first

time?

So you're in.

Well, yeah.

I was when I was you, so why wouldn't I
be now I'm me again?

Are you sure you want to go there?

She's not exactly your type.

You didn't do any weird shit, did you?

What?

Tongue stuff.

Yes, fan.

I did all that stuff.

Fuck.

You know what else I did that's even
worse?

I held her in my arms afterwards, and I
talked to her. And even worse, I

listened.

Now she's going to expect that shit all
the time, man.

Where are you going? Work.

Really? I still don't see why you're all
bent out of shape about this.

You're the one who chose poverty for us,
and I hate... to get a job. Not this

kind of job.

There's nothing illegal about stripping.

Jesus, you know what I mean.

You don't know what you're talking
about.

Stripping empowers women.

What fucking sleazeball sold you that
crap?

Robbie is not a sleazeball. Sure he's
not.

Why are you being so mean to me?

Because you stripped for a living.

Because you lied to me.

And because you dragged your brother
into this and damn you got him arrested.

Well, if you were a real mother, you'd
understand what I was going through

now. Oh, and what is that, Pascal?

I was being stalked.

You're a stripper. You better get used
to it.

What happened to you?

Hang on. Do you want a life like this?

Men jacking off while you flash your
tits at them. Do you?

What happened to your dreams of being a
model?

Just sick. On the way. It's not for
Rachel Hunter, it's not.

That is so unfair.

What is bringing Rachel into this?

I give up.

You obviously know what you're doing and
I don't have a fucking clue. So off you

go. drip for a living, maketh all proud.

Go on.

Well, what?

Why?

What do you want me to do?

So my lawyer, well, my brother, he's
going to write you a letter withdrawing

complaints and everything.

Thanks. Whatever.

And I'm getting counselling and stuff
about my getting obsessed with you.

I started by burning all the copies of
your flyer I had.

Do you want your undies back?

They're not mine, they're Van's.

I thought they were a little big for
you.

You're not wearing them, are you? Oh, my
God.

I wash them.

I thought I could just kick them.

Thanks.

For what it's worth, I think I would
have fallen in love with you eventually.

Even if I hadn't seen you up on that
stage.

Even if I hadn't seen you. Look, I'm
here with my mum, so just lay off the

freaky talk, okay?

Sorry.

I'm done.

Do you think there might still be a
chance? Sorry, Glenn, but no.

I mean, you seem kind of harmless for a
freak, but you're not my kind of guy.

You remember my name's Glenn.

Good luck with the rest of your life,
eh? Good luck with your modelling. I

reckon you'll be the next Rachel Hunter.

How did you know about that?

Know what?

Christ, I think I might cry.

Oh, shut up. Come on.

I'll miss you. I'll miss you too.

And keep going with that routine with
the laser pointer because it's going to

really classic.

Thanks. Oh.

If being completely nude's your mum's
problem, there's always the jelly

wrestling. Thanks, Robbie, but I'm going
to pass on that tempting offer.

And thank you for everything.

You're going to be a big star, babe.

I know.

And you've totally changed my view on
strip club owners.

You're so not sleazy.

Thanks, I appreciate that.

But it's time to move on because if I
want to be the next Rachel Hunter, the

clock... is ticking.

Think of us when you get there.

See ya.

Man, you would have made a great father,
and I would have made a choice, Uncle.

Yeah.

You know, we would have taught him how
to play league, made sure he ate all his

greens, and, you know, just really been
there for him, eh?

Sure. Maybe one day break when we find
the right lady.

Yep, I reckon.

So, uh, you rooting the daughter now?

I'm in with a fucking grin, man.

What the

fuck

are you doing?

I'm about to get my pants off.

I figured we could, you know, pick up
where we left off.

What? Well, you know.

Van, I will fuck you when I'm ready and
not before.

Hey. Now get out of my room before I
scream.

I can hold you afterwards and, you know,
I'll listen.

Two.

It's checks, man.

Right, I'm off.

There's heaps of good stuff from Mr.
Hong this month. New Oliver Stone film.

Well, is it good?

Well, there's also the new Robin
Williams feel -good comedy, if you'd

that. Any sex -change romantic comedy
prison escape films?

Severely unfunny, Kurt.

I think it's cute.

It's disgusting.

You so have to get over yourself.

What? The hang -up you have about sex.

I do not have a hang -up about sex.

And you get up on, like, this fetal ball
every time the S -word gets mentioned.

I do not.

Marita. For a criminal genius, you're
remarkably prudish.

How would you know, anyway?

By being your best and only friend. Soon
to be ex -friend.

Hey, look, I'm not saying there's
anything wrong with it.

Just that it's funny, considering your
grandpa's getting on with the training.

They're not getting it on, okay? They're
just friends, doing stuff that friends

do together.

Good for you?

Great for me.

I think it'll be like riding a bicycle.

Your phone's back in business, man.

My, yes we are.

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