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Don't worry about the council.

I've got them sorted.

They've got a lot to hear.

I reckon she gives them information to grease the wheels.

Who's the other man?

He left from the council.

We're done and dusted.

What, are you breaking up with me? Yeah, because you're toxic.

I don't want you in any of my life.

I'd rather ask Pascal to marry me.

She could, yeah.

Don't worry about me when you're the one I should be worried about. With the

bird flu and everything.

I'm going to study it, not catch it.

Did you pack those extra masks I gave you?

I did.

Thank you.

But can we talk about Linda?

I told you I'm cool with Linda.

And I don't want you worrying about that when you should be worrying about

birds. My sister's hard work, okay?

Yeah, you said.

She's pretty tricky.

A bit staunch.

It's the only way she says get to you.

I won't.

Some people find it quite offensive.

Listen up!

What? Listen to me. I'm only going to say this once. Good.

No interrupting.

Okay, this means a lot to me. More to me than any of you. I mean...

I know you're my family and I love you because I have to, but being accepted

into Bruce's family is way more important.

So if any of you screw up when Bruce's sister comes to visit... She'll do what?

Leave. Honey, why would we screw this up for you?

You may not be able to help it, Mum.

Linda is a really staunch Muslim and you're you.

Linda is not a very Muslim name. She was born here, dummy.

But she lives in London and all the Muslims in London are really staunch.

No, they're not.

Well, Bruce says this one is, and I believe him over you any day.

So, this is what we're going to do. All the women, and that includes you,

Loretta, are going to welcome Linda into this house in the traditional fashion.

Their tradition, not ours, which means no drugs, Van.

No piss.

And, Mum, no flashing your tits about. I do not flash my tits about.

And what are the men fake, too? Fuck off.

Is that the Muslim term for it? They segregate the sexes over their own

world, so that is what we're going to do here.

Bruce is my world.

And his sister is gonna love me. And if any bastard fucks with that, I'm gonna

rip out their heart and jump on it till it looks like a bleeding hamburger

patty. Got it?

So, do I get the loan, Lloyd?

It's a very strong application.

I thought so.

Unfortunately... Unfortunately what?

The bank has strict criteria.

We can't lend to just anyone.

I'm not just anyone.

I know that, Miss West.

Lloyd, under my management, the video hat now turns a healthy profit.

Once I own it, it'll go through the roof.

I know my customer base, I'm smart, and I'm hungry to expand.

And you're 17.

You don't actually lend this amount of money to 17 -year -olds.

Are you dis... Criminating against me on the grounds of my age, Lloyd.

It's not just your age, Miss West. The bank needs security, and you have no

assets, no guarantor. So if I have a guarantor, you'll give me the loan?

We'd need an established professional with a stable income.

Well, why didn't you just say so?

No. Ha -ha.

Very funny.

Sign it.

Loretta, that is a shitload of money.

I'm good for it.

Well, obviously you're not, otherwise you wouldn't need me.

No, it's just a bad formality. I need someone older holding my hand, because

just a sweet little girl.

What?

Jethro, don't be a prick. I know what I'm doing.

That's what worries me.

I'm not going to lose money.

No, I know. You'll make money.

Then you'll hide it when you get bored and want to play in another sandpit. The

video hut will mysteriously go out of business, and I'll be the poor bastard

left in the gun. You have such a suspicious mind.

Only when it comes to you.

Sign it.

No. Jethro, sign it.

No.

Crap, crap. Yep. Fuck you. Fair enough. And don't even think about forging my

signature.

Well, that's the most fun you'll be having all day.

Shut up.

Now, is this acceptable?

What does this count as fat in my tip? I don't know. Can we give it a look?

I'm sure he'll be leaving now. And to think I'm going to miss out on all that

mint tea, bugger. Come on, you, get up before I get Pascal and he'll throw you

out.

Hey,

what are these?

They... They look like arsehole.

No, the arsehole looks like you.

No.

And no blasphemy. The Muslims are really sensitive about blasphemy.

What's that?

You said we had to cover our heads. No, not in a stupid way.

Mum. Loretta, put something sensible on your head, would you? Where's yours?

I'll cover my head before she gets here. Hey, how'd the meatballs turn out?

Small and brown, like today.

What's the glagatos?

Okay. Everyone with a penis, out! Now!

Does that include her? Now!

So what is she doing here?

In fact, what is she doing here at all?

Well, we have a deal.

Yeah, and right now, Van's probably out getting pissed, so she's really coming

through with her end of it.

Um, actually, I got Van a job.

Since when?

He starts tomorrow as a courier.

Your father hired him? I hate to beg him, but I believe in Van.

I mean, he's been to a dark place, but he can turn his life around starting

this job.

Okay, check, Dave.

Okay, but you better not stuff this up.

I have always been there for you.

Especially at parties.

This isn't that kind of party. No, because there will be no tundering or

polo teams. And we won't be mentioning that, okay? No, because Bruce is your

love, and you were a virgin when you met him.

Okay, that's what we're talking about. A vast amount of bullshit, okay, in

Muslim world.

Hey, lady.

Hey. What the fuck are you doing here?

Cheryl said there was a party.

No, no party.

We go here as female friends of the family to give us, you know, moral

and stuff. Except they have no morals.

Sorry to hear about your boyfriend.

Mum, you can't do this sort of shit. Not today.

Nice to know you're not wanted.

And you, you're worse than her with your bazookas hanging out and you...

wearing anything on their heads.

Pascal. No, not one more fucking stupid comment from you.

Okay, but you might want to know that there's a woman behind you standing in

doorway. Oh, where?

Hi. You must be Linda.

You must be Pascal.

God, it is so good to meet you.

I mean, it's really good to meet you, but without the God. So there is one.

Hello, everyone.

Hi. Hi. Hi.

I've got a surprise for you.

Yeah? I'll tell you at the restaurant.

What's wrong with that?

What's wrong with the restaurant?

I'm not very good at surprises.

Just tell me now.

I've left my husband.

How come?

All those business trips?

He's got some slut and bling him.

Really? Bastard.

Yeah.

How's that different from what we've been doing?

He got caught.

Right.

I'm really looking forward to tonight.

Being able to go on an actual date.

Yeah.

We should go, eh?

Oi, sharp.

What can I get you, guys?

Munter, what did you do with the barman? Tonight, I am the barman.

You're shitting me.

No.

What can I get you, fellas?

I don't share his attitude to your employment, son.

Thanks, T.

Drink's on the house, then.

No can do. Nice try.

On me, Peter Munter.

And a port.

Lifestyle change, working for a living?

Yeah, I need someone a couple of nights a week. I put my hand up. Oh, good boy.

I'm doing it for Casey. All of her boyfriends are bludgeoned losers who

hold down a job.

I'm breaking them all.

Yeah, things we do for our money.

Reekin'. Oh, I'll get you that beer.

Manda with a job. Wow.

He is really into the idea.

Yeah, I think it's really great too.

You know, the man getting out there, being the breadwinner of the family. I

still have a job.

Well, yeah, I know, but it's like traditional that the guy goes out and

And you stay home and cook?

I love cooking.

Since when?

Ever.

Um, Pascale made all of this herself.

He's a real awesome homemaker.

You enjoy the traditional woman's role, do you, Pascale?

Totally. I like a traditional role myself.

So, Linda, are you back for good?

Oh, just for a visit.

See the family.

Meet.

Versus.

Bride -to -be.

So, West Auckland must be real different from London, eh?

Yeah, yeah, it is.

He's a really cool guy, eh, Bruce?

Yeah, yeah, he's the bright one of the family.

Apparently.

So, which ones are the dates and which ones are the meatballs?

Well, if they taste like meat, then they're the meatballs.

So they kick you out?

So much has kicked out.

They say go.

You go.

Smack you with a pussy whip on the way out.

Fair drinking tea. We're at the pub. Who's winning, Falani? That's right.

Though it's not the company I'd choose.

Always a piece of tea.

I'll have another port, then.

I bought the last two. You'll run. I'll have a beer.

Oh, yeah. I'll have vodka.

Shouldn't you be running back home to Mrs. Falani? Hey, the cock in my house

crows, not the hen.

She's not home, is she?

I'll be a visiting mum, but I'm still the cock.

Oh, no argument, dear.

You're going to make me pay? I served in the country.

The only service you did was serving time.

I served in the jungle. I can all pay up, dear.

Put on the pig's tan.

He hasn't got a tan.

Fucking cheapskates.

Hey, keep swearing I'm going to have to ask you to leave.

Ask why. I heard that.

Get your own.

Get a bottle of the pinot.

Thanks.

I love this.

What's that?

Not having to hide at your place.

Not that there's anything wrong with that.

I'm sorry, by the way.

About your husband.

I'll get over it.

If you need a bit of time for yourself, you know, get things sorted out, I'm

fine with that.

What's to sort out?

I don't know.

Where you're at.

In your head.

Your life.

Well, I'm with you at dinner.

I'm exactly where I want to be.

I thought I was giving you the option.

The option to call it off?

Not. Put us on hold for a while, if that's what you want.

Jethro, I knew the minute I saw you that you were going to change my life.

I never broke any rules before, but for you I wanted to. It felt like being

alive for the first time.

What?

It's your mate.

Yeah.

Yeah, it is.

G -throw.

Gary.

Oh, Trina. Gary. Gary, Trina.

Nice to meet you, Trina. I've heard a lot about you.

Not too much, I hope. I like to give a bit of mystery.

Well, I won't linger. You two look like you want to be alone.

I've changed my world for you.

And now we've got the chance to really get to know each other.

Better.

More mint tea, Loretta?

Oh, no thanks, Rochelle. I'm completely minted.

So, Linda, it's a real pleasure being able to welcome you into this family.

Thank you, Cheryl. I feel honoured to be welcomed like this. Is this

how you normally do it?

No, this was all Pascal's idea. She really wanted to embrace your whole

the way she's embraced Bruce.

But not the way that sounds. No, because they're waiting for their wedding

night. Which culture is this?

Um, the, you know, Muslim one.

Bruce and I have talked about it heaps.

Is that so?

Yeah, I've been trying really hard to just get to grips with all the

and stuff.

Will you be doing the brazen?

Oh, actually, I haven't come across that one yet. It's a purification ceremony,

preparing the temple of the body for the sacrament of marriage.

Fun. The brazen's a group ritual, actually.

All the women of the wedding party take part.

Oh.

Yay. Now would be the perfect time.

Do we need any, you know, special equipment or anything?

The yellow pages.

I didn't know Muslims were big on beauty parlours.

Oh, we like to look good.

And the bride is a special canvas to be prepared for her husband.

How exactly?

The braisan involves the removal of all body hair below shoulder level.

All of it? The stripping away of the old. Oh, you mean like a Brazilian?

But the word has nothing to do with Brazil. It comes from the braisan.

Huh, I never knew that.

So, who's first?

Traditionally, the bride goes last.

Well, Loretta's the youngest.

But Drasco probably has the most to do.

What's the matter, Loretta? You afraid of a little bit of pain?

The pain symbolizes the agony of childbirth.

Some of us have experienced the actual agony of childbirth. Well, I have no

intention of experiencing the agony of childbirth ever. I thought we were here

to support Pascal.

And you are his sister.

Come on, Loretta, you can go first.

They can do your armpits as well.

Whatever they pay you, I'll give you double, not... Fuck!

I know this one guy who's going to really dick this lady tonight.

Oh, God, it's the fourth.

Oh, yeah!

Okay,

love, this is what I want.

Well, it wasn't too bad.

I'm a former model, so this is nothing.

I can't believe that women do this voluntarily.

Well, some women have boyfriends who like it.

Not you, obviously.

So where's Linda?

If there's a god, Muslim or any other kind, she'll be outside doubled over in

pain. All right, I need a peg.

So, uh... It's in the bottle.

Water? Tequila.

I loaded up on the plane as gay as Stuart was handing them out like

Right, so drinking's not really a Muslim thing to do, is it?

Were you under the impression that I'm Muslim?

Aren't you?

Not particularly.

This girl thinks you are.

Oh, yeah.

Yeah, she does, doesn't she?

She's kind of running with that, aren't you? Yeah.

So we all got our pubes ripped out in there for nothing?

Look, Cheryl, you seem like a really straight -up kind of lady, and I hate to

say this about your daughter, but she's full of it.

Really?

There's a ritual that can deal with it, actually.

Call me evil if you want.

Well, I really do feel like I've started over.

All tingly.

This means that you're ready for the hussie. The what? The hussie.

Now that the exterior has been prepared, the interior must follow.

Like meditating?

There is a certain element of faith involved.

Well, where do we go for that one? They do it here. Really?

Colonic irrigation?

No fucking way. The Rita language.

No, I don't care if you're getting married. I'm no one... No, no, this is

the bride and the bride alone.

But Bertha and I aren't actually getting married for ages.

Oh, well, the hussy must follow straight after the brazen.

That's tradition.

Preparations are completed.

You are too good.

What?

Brazen. Brazilian.

Who's the host?

Are these not rituals?

Oh, God.

No, no, no. Don't you dare tell her.

Don't you dare tell her. She's going to get a host after her butt for no reason.

So? She totally deserves it.

It won't be that bad.

Don't be such a party pooper.

Ladies. I could kiss you.

In a tradition dress, if first comes pain and suffering, then marriage at

is not the other way around.

You sure you don't want an oyster?

Mm -hmm.

Just in.

Ah, another thing I've learnt about you. I know I'm future.

There you go.

And what future would this be?

The one with you and me in it.

Look, I just don't want, you know, what happened with your husband to head us

off down a path that we're not entirely ready for.

And what path is that?

I want some water.

Do you want a water?

Sure.

Oh, do I recognise the lovely Trina?

Seen her around the council offices. Yeah.

Yeah. She's your inside contact.

Yep, she is. Oh, you dog.

I thought you'd bribe some old prick to supplement his pension. Well done.

She scrubs up well. Mate, you're welcome to her.

Well, she's no fun on the sack.

She could shag for her country, but she's got all needy on me, so... Well, I

just don't need neediness in my life right now.

The plan was, take her somewhere nice and quiet, give her the flick.

In my experience, Jethro, it's never really clear who needs who the most.

For example, how much do you need who?

Thanks.

Well, most of the height of the door's turned out, so...

What about the next development?

Do you think we'll stop in here?

She wants commitment, romance, the whole nine yards, mate. You did a bloody good

job on Moselle Heights.

There's an art to it, mate, eh?

You just keep her at arm's length.

What was all that about?

Business.

Hey, that was strange.

What's this?

I tried to stop it, honestly, but they wouldn't let me.

Why is everyone drinking?

Because she is not a Muslim at all.

Hey, Dad is.

Mum isn't. Sometimes I get a little bit confused.

And there's no such thing as a brazen or a who -say because she made them up.

Why? I don't know.

Maybe it's how I react to people who try too hard to be something that they're

not.

Okay, on that note, I think we should move on, eh?

Oh, does that mean we can go get pissed now? Yeah. Yay!

Yay.

I am so sorry, babe. Was it awful? Yes.

You think after all the hospitality we've shown him at our house, he can

one free drink?

Strictly speaking, it's not his to give away.

No, you can take the cop out of the force, but you can't take the force out

the cop. All I'm saying is that it's not his piss to give to cheap old bastards

like you.

If you're going to bloody insult me, I might as well go home. Good luck.

I'm not scared of them.

I'll march right into that bloody house and tell them what's what.

Sneak around the side and hide in your caravan more like it.

I'll bloody do it. I'll tell those pushy cows.

Off you go then.

Tell the pushy cows.

Hello.

What happened to your tea party?

Oh, it got moved on.

I've got a surprise for you later.

Ted was just talking about you, Cheryl.

Really? Yeah, what were you going to say to Cheryl?

I was just saying, if they walk in here right now, they'd better bloody be

buying the drinks.

Fair enough.

Climbing in?

Yeah,

nice recovery.

Hey, ladies, we're going to get you some... The salad?

Working. I take it this is the famous Mum to this. Yes. My boyfriend with the

job. Robin Cox ladies all round?

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Oh, and there's three for them over there.

Except for Loretta, obviously.

What? I know for a fact you're underage.

I've got ID.

Yeah, I was there when you bought it from Karina Balani.

Just the coke for you.

This is your responsibility.

Thanks, Mum.

You're a fucking useless barman.

Hey, I've already warned you, Grandpa, and I'm warning you.

No foul language in my bar.

Ask what?

Hey, that's what he said. Final warning.

Cheers. Cheers.

Cheers.

She is such a bitch making everyone laugh at me like that.

I know.

Evil hoe.

She probably is one too.

Hoe. Hey, we should wait till she goes to the loo, follow her in and break her

up. No, I can't. She's Bruce's sister.

But you've still got to get even, babe.

Otherwise she's one.

No hard feelings, eh?

You know, all I was doing was just trying to be nice to you, you know,

we're going to be related soon.

Look, you're totally wrong for Bruce.

No way should he be marrying you.

What a cow...

You know, empty.

How was your steak?

Good.

What should we do next?

Aren't we going down a separate path?

Isn't that what you were saying?

No. Well, it sounded like it to me.

Thanks, Trina, you were real youthful. It was fun. Now fuck off.

Hey, hey, hey, I don't know where you got that idea, but that's... Don't crap

onto me, Jethro. You brought me here to dump me.

Uh, no, I didn't.

I didn't.

It's just that now that things have changed with you and your husband, we

talk about where we can take things.

Take things where?

Well, I don't know. That's what I want to talk to you about.

This is a good idea. Shut up. You're pissed.

Hi, you.

So, do they have pool in London or wherever it is you're from?

Sure.

Do you want a game?

Rack him up.

Sorry,

you don't think I'm good enough for Bruce, eh?

I don't think you're right for him, no.

I think you're wrong.

Well, then, that's just the way it is.

So, do you want to make this game a little bit more interesting?

Pascal, do you think this is good?

What did you have in mind?

Strip pool.

So, every ball I sink, you take something off.

And vice versa.

If you can sink anything.

Say yes.

Say yes.

You're on.

There is a God.

All right.

Pascal's challenged me and my sister to strip pool.

Pascal first?

Yep.

Sorry.

I really love roast.

I know.

Yeah. Yes, I'm on open.

Shouldn't he be stopping us?

No, no. Shh. It's white.

Do you know how much I love Bruce?

Really? Really, really.

Come on, sweetheart, concentrate!

Way to go, baby!

Best girl's not pissed.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, she's pissed.

And nothing you say will stop me from marrying her.

that Pascale's good at pool.

No, usually she's shit at pool.

Except when she's pissed, then there's this window where she's pure genius.

Yeah, yeah, she's like the worst family champion of playing pool while pissed.

Then she has one drink too many and the window closes.

Honey, I'm doing my job. We should change your name to Wanker.

Have you been drinking?

I'm in a bar. Yes, I've been fucking drinking.

You're out. You too.

Well, why?

Because she was your responsibility.

Actually, that's it. All you girls, come on, up, up.

Take it somewhere else. Come on, up. Get going. Let's go.

Get out.

You got it. Good girl.

I know you think that they're the same thing, but they

really don't have to be.

Sex and love are very different things.

And what are they for us, Jethro?

Are you telling me that you've loved every guy you've had sex with?

Yes.

Really? There have only been three.

Really? There was my high school boyfriend.

And Kevin.

I married him.

And you.

Well, that surprises me.

It surprised me, too, when I, you know, started up with you.

Yeah, well, see, Trina, there's a whole new world out there.

Especially now you're a single woman.

I don't want you settling for just me.

Try new things.

That's all I'm saying.

My girl's such a bitch to me.

Because she hates your guts.

She's a lady with a little head.

Oh, my God.

Who was that?

Wanker!

Who's she?

No one.

No, no free piss.

Come on.

I'm broken, man.

I know you carry spare hundy in your undies.

Who told you that?

You did when you were pissed, like you are now, so I can't serve you anyway.

I have all a lot of ma.

Don't tell me to eat my dad's balls.

You taught me how to speak Samoan. Look, you taught me and Van heaps of insults.

Oh, I'll stop telling you guys stuff.

Go home.

Go home to Mrs. Villani.

Give her one for me.

Yeah, yeah, one.

Once she gets back, maybe.

You didn't have to kick him out, Manta.

He's intoxicated. I can't be an intoxicated person.

So what's the point of drinking?

It's the law.

Bit of flexibility, Mum.

Yeah, like you'd have been you were a cop.

No offence, but look where I've got you.

Hey, who's fed you on? Who's who else?

Oh, God, I'm going to love it.

God, I hate being a mum. I've got no stanker.

Hey, where did that car go?

What? I hated it. What?

Monza. The pub.

Well, you know, you can have angry make -up sex with him for kicking you out.

That's not what I'm talking about.

No, where did the calf go?

Ah, hmm.

Oh, another man with a job.

He even makes it to work.

Shall we wrestle it off him?

Good luck.

I'm too tired.

Me too.

Is that dessert wine on my way to the loo?

I'm in a hurry.

I am right for Bruce, and he is right for me. Oh, no, he's not.

Yes, he is.

He's definitely not. Who the fuck are you?

Do you know that no one in our house likes you? Everyone hates you.

Oh, and who would like you? You are bitter and you are evil, and Patco is my

best friend.

And she is the best always had been, longest lived best boo.

Oh, really?

so many guys after her, like whole teams of them. All after her. And most of

them had her. Shut up. And you are out of here right now before you feel my

fits. You're trash.

Fuck off.

Nearly as good as Briggs. And you should stop being such an up -yourself cow,

because how many way -hot chicks want to marry someone from fuck -stars? Briggs

is from Pukakohe.

And Pusko, she doesn't care that Bruce is short, fearsomely short, and brown

with a big Muslim sticker bazaar. Bruce?

got there, Pascal.

She didn't mean it.

Any of it.

Andrew. Oh, shames.

Bit of a night.

Oh, look.

Jethro's meal ticket.

Everyone makes their own way in this world.

Oh, shit. That's profound.

I should have come to here instead of him.

For what?

Why do you care? I'm only 17.

Really? I want to put you to bed.

What, 35?

I need someone to guarantee a loan for my business because apparently I'm too

young to know what the fuck I'm doing.

Do you? Know what the fuck you're doing?

Yes.

Send me the paperwork that proves that. I'll consider it.

I'm not going to screw you.

In business?

That too.

I don't want you to screw me in any sense of the word.

I can do that.

Good. Do it.

All I wanted was your blessing, and now you're just going to go tell Bruce I'm a

ho -bag and your parents as well. Why would I do that?

Because you don't think I'm good enough for him.

No, I think you're far too good for him.

Bruce is a doctor, and he's, like, really sweet. Look, I love Bruce, but he

way too serious for his own good, and you clearly are not.

Look, your mate was right about the stick of the ass.

It's about, you know, yay long, rammed up there. You don't want to marry a

boring bastard like Bruce. No, but I do. I really do. Because I love

Bruce and I want to be boring just like him.

And even if he does have a big stick up his bum, I'm the woman to take it out.

And I want to. And I want you to want me to.

Okay, you can have my blessing on one condition.

Okay, but as long as it's not don't marry Bruce.

Get me the number of that cute guy over there.

Which one?

The one with the blonde.

That one?

Yeah, I could ride him to the cows game.

Man, you are so not my love.

You can get him to give me his number, then you can have Bruce.

I already have Bruce, you know what I mean.

Okay. Hi.

Sorry for interrupting.

I need your cell phone number.

You have it.

I need you to write your cell phone number on this, please.

Why? Do it.

Having a lovely evening?

Bye.

Sushi?

No. No one.

Can I have your briefing now?

No.

Hey, it's closing time.

Come on, you two.

Look, I'm just doing my job.

Oh, is that so, my friend?

Yep. You had a bar full of semi -naked women and you kicked them out.

How's that meant to enhance our entertainment experience?

Look, can you teach this bugger off?

Monzo, you need to take a good look at yourself tonight and say to yourself,

what did I achieve?

Because, you know, maybe the answer is not a lot.

Because, you know, in the end, maybe you're not cut out for this hospitality

game.

Hi. This tap is stuffed.

What do you do?

I believe it's closing time.

What do you do?

I work, old man.

Don't butter me up, pig.

Hey! Hey!

Who was she?

Who's who?

Okay.

I think I'm getting a message here.

How's it going?

Mate, I haven't got a fucking clue anymore.

As it should be.

We should get on the piss one night soon.

A lip for nights on the piss.

Heads up.

See you later.

This is Linda.

I believe you guys have spoken.

We should order brandy.

Hey,

baby.

I thought you was going out on the town.

How was your night?

Pretty, thank you.

You're a stink.

Yeah?

I missed you.

All night.

Even when I was kicking you out?

You were just doing your job.

And you only took it for me.

Yeah.

You know, but if I worked during the day and you worked during the night, then

we're never going to see each other.

I'll be stepping in, you'll be stepping out.

And we'll have to have sex in the doorway.

Which is great.

But not all the time.

Boys thought bars were for drinking in, not working in.

You quit for me?

But before I do, boys wanted to have sex on their pool table.

Crackin' up, big boy.

Yeah.

Fine.

Why shouldn't I give you my hat?

Like, Laurie, but someone had to tell her, you know, and I hope I didn't stuff

things up for you. No, you didn't. I didn't?

Linda. Thanks, I'm perfect for both. I knew that she would get it eventually.

So, is she going to be like your bridesmaid?

Linda. Hello.

So, who is?

Do you want to be?

Do you mean it?

Really? You said I had the best bird. You do.

And you get it. And no one else does, but I love him so much. Oh, my God, yes,

do. And I will. I will be your bridesmaid.

And maybe one day you can be mine.

Yeah, sure, I will.

We're friends.

Bestest friends.

Does your funny feel funny?

Really funny?

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