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You been shopping?
Seems that way.
I'll say!
EASTERN SUGAR
Thanks.
- How can you wear a T-shirt like that? - Why?
Rinaldo's number eight.
Rivaldo, idiot! He's number 10.
Chinese piece 'a shit.
- Who cares? - The kids'll laugh at you!
Why aren't the damn lights workin'!?
- In the daytime? - Damn!
- It cut my face! - Let me see!
Gimme a napkin! Not that dirty one! The bleach'll sting!
- Come 'ere, Guli! - Yep!
- Go home. - 'Cause?
- You're fired. - Why?
- Didn't you hear? - C'mon, Boss.
You shut up! Want another beer?
Cut it out.
Draw another one. Not in a broken glass or you're fucked!
- You really want me to go? - I said go home!
Throw the broken one out, Peti!
- Damn... It cut my face! - Chill out.
Why don't the fucking lights work?
Rinse now.
They kicked me out of the Flash...
- What's that? - Take it out!
- They kicked me out of the Flash... - How come?
I broke a glass.
That was the reason?
Got any money?
- What for? - Life...
Life...
That all you got?
- Pay me back, right? - 'Course. Don't worry.
- 'Tsup? - Are you comin'?
- Should I bring anything? - What for?
Hi guys.
- Coffee? - It's coming.
A cigarette?
Just forget about it.
- I will. - When?
Sooner or later.
- Morning. - Hi, guys.
- Hello, Bobike! - Thank you.
Cheers!
Bobe, come here for a second.
Come 'ere, just for a second.
I don't want this.
Fuckin' hell, I just don't get it.
- It's all because of Andi. - You think so?
Yeah.
- Jozsi saw them leaving, with Vinya. - Swear it!
Look'a that!
- Will you do my back? - Yeah.
I like it.
Ohmigod... They're coming over here!
Hi!
Hello!
- Ciao! - Can we join you girls?
If you want to...
Takin' in some rays?
It's hot, isn't it?
- What's on tonight? - We don't know yet. Nothing in the sun.
- Nothin' special... - We like it special.
Cool it, Nyeki!
- Are you from the Flash? - The Flash?
- Just about, yeah. - I've seen you before.
You can come tonight if you want. Guli'll pick you up in the car.
Tonight?
- When it's dark... - In the dark?
- I'll get you in. - You work there?
Guli teaches at the university but he's on summer break now.
Yeah, right.
- Are you from Karcag? - Bingo.
You're from Ladany, right?
I'd bet on it.
A cigarette?
You want me to ask?
Hi girls! Flavored condoms?
Blinking trinkets, cigarette paper?
Thanks, Zsomi, we've got everything.
Come on!
- Hi! - Hi!
- I haven't had a Malibu in ages. - Last year at the lake.
- And on New Year's Eve. - Really...
What do we drink to?
Hey, he's comin' over here...
- To girls! - To us!
Guli! Old friend! Not seen you in a long time!
Are the girls with you?
- Wanna beer? - I've got one.
Come on, Boss! He didn't do a thing...
- For my pleasure. - Leave him alone!
You get back to the door!
Cheers!
Feeling good now?
- Where's your stamp? - It smeared.
- Smeared? - Probably when I washed my hands.
Take this Gypsy kid outa here!
- What was that? - Get the hell out!
- Oh, come on! - Let me go!
I come up here once a week and you get me all upset.
- What are you drinking? - Malibu.
Give the girls a Malibu and me a whiskey - fast!
- Andrea? - Gin and tonic.
Apple juice, little girl?
Would you stop it?! Calm down!
Go back. You'll get fired.
Listen, pal, it's not my fault!
Let me go!
- Get off the car. - Okay, okay...
- Are you nuts? - Move or I'll run you over!
Virag,
hey Virag! Virag, can I go in now?
Take it easy for a bit...
Okay.
Trinkets?
Fires are re-igniting in places. Fire-fighters are monitoring
the area... The chief of police says...
Back so early?
... but no red-light districts have been designated so far.
Is this a present?
Oh stop it!
... we must resolve this situation in line with EU practices...
- Do you mind? - No.
This Gypsy shit sucks.
I believe it.
I don't dare tell my mother.
So don't tell her!
Let's get the fuck outa here...
Let's go up to Budapest!
- In this heat? - Why...?
Lake Balaton?
Now what is it?
Damn this piece' a shit!
It gave up.
Oh come on. It's just overheated.
It sure is beautiful.
- Which side are we on? - The southern side.
The northern side.
No, the hills are over there.
Why? You're looking' down from a hill right now.
Where's Aliga?
Right under you.
The season starts in a week...
Imi is the head waiter. You do whatever he says...
Were you in the army?
No, thank God...
- Why d'you ask? - You'll see...
- See what? - By the time I count to three.
We've worked before.
- Where? - Disco's restaurants, here-there...
- In Karcag last time... -...the Flash Disco.
This is gonna be a little different, boys!
People who come here expect to have their ass licked clean...
Top guys, sportsmen, TV stars, that kinda thing...
- No problem. - Where'd you go to school?
- Debrecen, catering school. - We worked in a hotel too.
- The Golden Bull. - Fancy place.
Well, I think I told you everything. If not, lmi has the answers!
- Thanks! Goodbye. - Thanks a lot!
- My pleasure. - Bye.
- Where will we sleep? - How long did you sign for?
- August thirty-first. - Doesn't August have thirty days?
That was last year, partner!
You'll be up on the Gagarin.
Where?
Workers' quarters, partner. The village, partner.
- This place is murder. - Why? What did you expect?
The Balaton, for fuck's sake, and this is where we land up?
If they give us our tips who cares about this dump.
Hi. It's me.
Everything's okay. We got a job.
It's okay. It's not great, but it's alright.
Nothing, I just wanted to say hi.
I'll call you soon. Bye Mom.
Good day. Have you chosen?
A steak with fried onions and salad.
Make sure the fries are fresh.
Sure thing.
Does the salad have caraway seeds in it?
- Yes sir. - A lot?
- You could say that. - Okay.
- Is chicken okay? - I want chestnut puree!
They only have that in the fall.
One fried chicken with mashed potatoes and... I don't know...
Have some cheese.
I had that yesterday.
Then have cauliflower, it's good for the lungs.
Okay, a breaded cauliflower then... with rice.
Tartar sauce?
Yes, please.
Thank you very much.
Bring me half a melon and some bread for desert.
The waiters are quite normal.
How long have you been working here?
June something... Since school got out.
It's like summer practice?
Yeah.
- We did that too. - Where did you work?
In a hotel in Debrecen.
- Was it nice? - Bearable...
Two goulash and a steak!
What's up, Gulika?
- Resting up? - lmi put me here.
You want my sympathy?
Cut the shit! You got what you wanted.
You can squirm.
Aren't you funny.
Did you come with him?
Yeah, we live at the Gagarin.
- The workers' quarters? - And you?
I go home.
- Where to? - Enying.
Right next door...
- Want a doughnut? - Yeah.
- Are they sweet? - No. Salty!
On a diet, big boy?
Maestro, is there a disco or something around here?
Siofok.
- How 'bout Aliga? - Resort.
- Anything happening there? - How should I know?
Less people here than in a library.
Impossible.
I'm gonna play some poker.
Can I have another one?
Cheers.
Thanks.
- Is that a kangaroo? - It is.
I was only asking.
What can I get you?
I'd like a slice of pork with mushroom sauce and rice and a baked potato
on the side instead of the french fries.
- I'll ask. - Good
- Any light summer soups? - Beef consomme.
- No... Fruit. - Fruit soup. Whipped cream?
No, thanks.
And for you?
The gentleman wants nine soft boiled eggs.
Tell your mother to cut it out or else...
Calm down. I can't hear anything anyway.
Okay, I'll have a macaroni and cheese.
- Bacon? - Lots.
A macaroni and cheese with lots of bacon, cold fruit soup with no whipped cream,
and for the gentleman...
Pork in mushroom sauce and baked potato instead of fries.
These kids are cute.
Don't keep starin' at 'em.
I think the little one's lookin' at you.
How's your mother...?
- How heavy do you think a beer barrel is? - What?
How heavy is one of those barrels?
- With the beer? - Yes.
- How many liters? - About twenty?
Well then, twenty kilos, plus the barrel, if it's full.
Sexboat?
Anyone can join, all you need is an AlDS test.
Serious?
I read about it in Tutti-Frutti Party.
And everyone fucks everyone?
Yeah, and they film you doin' it.
- They film you? - Yeah, right.
Let's go for it!
Are you nuts? They put it on the internet!
You can fuck here all you want anyway.
- Yeah, like you? - I was here last year too.
And?
- 23. - Come off it, little boy!
Hello.
Sorry, but we're not allowed to serve employees during the season.
What?
- Since when? - Since right now.
We'll pay for everything, you don't have to worry about it.
I don't make the rules...
You mean we have to get up and get the fuck outa here?
Basically.
Oh, come on.
Nothing else is open this time at night.
There's the Kullancsos or it's Siofok.
Forget it, Virag!
Come on, don't lose your mind!
Unfortunately we have to go now, but my colleagues and I wish you
a pleasant evening!
Bizarre objects, slave game,
S+M, toiletsex, role-play. Call now!
What's a role play?
You get a role and you have to act it out.
Sounds like loads of fun.
Is this where we sign up for the boat?
It's ringing.
Fuckin' answering machine!
- Leave a message! - Shut up!
Hello, my name is Gyula Virag, me and my friends would like
to sign up for the sex boat. Call me back at 06-70-906-3455.
Thanks, Gyuszi.
It's a load 'a crap anyway.
- Where you goin'? - To take a shower.
Take this too.
- What can I get you? - I want ice cream!
I already said, no ice cream!
I think I'll have a salad.
- And, you, sir? - Espresso with milk.
Espresso with milk.
- Anything to eat? - Nothing.
Bring me a glass of mineral water,
and squeeze three lemons in it.
Are you finished?
I eat fast...
Supposedly it's not good for you, but at least
- I have more time for other things. - That's true.
- Do you guys party? - No, not yet.
- How come? - No place to go.
- Do you have a car? - Yeah.
But there's no gas in it...
How 'bout Siofok on Saturday? We get paid by then...
I certainly hope so.
I'll bring some girls along.
Must the guests wait for their food?
- We were only having lunch... - Not now, dammit!
That'll be... 3680 forints, please.
Keep the change.
Leave it, it's on the house.
Come on, you have to make a living too.
- Money has no place in friendship. - How eloquent!
See you later.
- How did you like it, Ma'am? - It was nice... Thank you.
Cheers.
If there's anything you'd like to eat or drink later
in the evening,
just call us. Okay?
I can't believe it...
Wave to Daddy!
- Excuse me? - Has lbike left already?
- Yes, I'm the only one here. - Okay, please continue.
- Good night, Adelgund. - Good night, lmike.
Could you turn off the Goddamn news.
Oh, cut it out, Petike!
This shit drives me crazy!
- Then get the fuck outa here! - Cheers!
To the Granny, too!
What Granny? I'm no Granny! I'll live to be a hundred.
And you? You won't be anything by then.
- He won't, but I will. - What?
I'll be a porn-star twinkling in the night sky.
- Not bad! - You're nuts, Virag.
What about you, little friend, what do you want to be?
Me? Nothin'.
- Don't you wanna tell us? - What I want to be?
C'mon! Tell us!
A dad.
- What? - A father.
Right you are.
I want a big house, a nice wife, two kids,
and a dog in the yard.
- You've got a bite. - Hello.
Okay.
I'm on my way. Okay.
Uncle Feri, can I have a bottle of Champagne on credit?
What's your name?
Gyula.
And yours?
I told you mine...
- Mariann. - Mariann...
I want to see you...
Where are you going?
What is it?
Virag screwed the senator's wife.
The lights were on... Everybody saw.
He knocked her up, she almost broke.
- Shut up! - Just thought you'd want to know.
This was the last time! Understand? From now on I'll...
- You'll what? - I'll... kick you guys outa here!
And who'll take our place, dickhead?
Somebody! Anybody!
Under these conditions, for this kinda money?
- Mid-season? - What are you talkin' about?
- 40,000, for this slave work? - Shut up!
You said we'd get our tips daily! We haven't seen a cent yet.
- You'll get paid on Friday. - We're rotting away in
the workers' quarters, no beer after work 'cos employees aren't allowed in the bar!
What you looking at? Nowhere else...
Nowhere, but here.
- We had problems before. - I don't give a shit!
I won't be humiliated!
Especially by someone who feeds assholes outa my money!
In that case, you're fired, son!
Go washing windshields at a gas station.
Then you sweep up.
You get five-thousand 'til Friday.
And be good.
Guli stays here, picks up the cash, we go check out the southern shore...
- Are you takin' the car? - You don't need it!
- Just don't drive it to death...! - Why?
We'll get money, work, women, what more is there?
God, your mouth got big. Taking off with my car.
- We share everything, no? - Even your girlfriend?
Sure thing.
A salad perhaps?
Yes, I'd like a Caesar salad with lots of olives, please... and fries for the boy.
Flies...
Hi guys!
- You're here already? - Seems that way.
Can I get you something?
Just a minute...
Can I get a cushion for your chair?
That would be nice!
I'd like pork cutlets with fries and a cuke salad with sour cream.
Pork cutlets, fries, and a Caesar salad.
- May I take the menu? - No, leave it here.
Won't you ever stop saying "cuke"?
My mother always used to call it that.
- Cutlets, Caesar, fries. - Did you hear?
Give me a coffee, sweetheart. I'm half asleep.
- Plain, no sugar. - Exactly.
Don't resist, stupid girl! Don't you want to?
Leave me alone! Someone could come.
- You're on summer practice! - ldiot.
Well then, practice!
...finally she decided to strip off for the cameras.
The petite blonde beauty made the cover of a men's magazine,
with far more revealing photographs inside. ... it's something I decided to do...
... of course, you can argue about whether celebrities should do it...
...you don 't have to, but it's a common practice abroad,
even top actresses strip on screen...
...young, pretty, her shapely body has been caught on film.
This petite stunner, 1 62 cm tall, weighing 47 kilos was a fitness fanatic
even as a child. After 9 months of hard work, the presenter of
"The Real World" decided to take a holiday.
- Come on! - Okay, okay!
What are you doing?! Get in!
Bye, bye!
Nothing?
Their phone's not turned on.
Look what I found.
Someone left it here?
- Clockwork. - I know.
D'you like it?
Here.
Thanks.
Cheers!
Virag!
Look who's here!
- Where the fuck were you? - Lookin' for you.
Where were you?
Aren't you happy to see us!
- Where the fuck were you? - Let's go, I'll tell you.
Wait up!
Come on.
The tank was empty: it stopped dead.
- You ran outa gas? - Yep.
It wouldn't budge. That was it.
And we're in the middle o' nowhere
and idiot Nyeki's crying like a baby.
I hadn't eaten a thing.
That's understandable.
So we started hitch-hiking. No luck for an hour,
but then a...
- Wait a minute! Hitch-hiking? - Yeah, hitch-hiking.
...a guy stops, but won't give us gas 'cos we don't have cash.
Fuckin' bastard. The phone was dead, end of picture.
- Then what? - We started walkin'.
Walkin'?
You just left the car?
What else could we do?
Calm down, we pushed it off the road.
You mean to tell me it's still there, tape-deck and everything?
I certainly hope so.
That sucks.
Don't worry. How much did we get?
- Forty thousand. - We'll get in a cab and bring it back.
It'll cover the costs, even a new tape-deck.
Got a hundred?
- Thanks. Nyeki, hurry up! - Gimme some, too.
- Come on, little prick! - I'm comin'.
Hurry up. I am just a bit worried.
No sweat, man.
Lay off him!
- Is this the end? - Does it look like the end?
- 4,600. - Turn the lights on!
They are on.
- Damn! It's open! - That could be me.
- The tape-deck... - They sure took this apart.
Fuck! You are a stupid idiot!
I couldn't know people like this live around here.
- What are you doing? - Don't be... stupid!
Let me go! It's my car! I can do what I want with it!
- Don't be a prick! - Let go!
Don't!
Lighten up, we didn't do it.
I can't stand Budapest, and you know it.
- Is this any better? - At least it's Lake Balaton!
- And? What d'you get out of it? - This...
It's your first swim since we got here.
Second.
- I'm not going to Budapest... - Then stay here!
Kiss Lestyan's ass and rot away at the workers' quarters!
Go ahead and be a penguin!
Penguin?
I suppose you know what the fuck you're going to do!
What are you going to do?
Everything! Anything!
Or nothing.
- You'll die like a dog. - Wouldn't that make you happy...?
- I'll look Mariann up. - Good idea.
'You want the end?
I'd love to take a boat ride, just once.
What do you mean?
I mean... I've never been on such a big boat before.
We live so close, but still...
Your parents never took you?
They don't like the Balaton.
How come?
I dunno...
It's not a big deal for those who live near.
Just a bunch 'a tourists,
expensive things and showing off.
I like it.
I think a bug flew in my mouth.
Spit it out.
- Was the car yours? - Yeah.
- You bought it yourself? - My mother did.
That's nice.
Can I have an unicum?
Do what you want.
Is it true you were head waiter at Aliga?
Who told you that?
Ibike.
She's lying.
Cheers!
Maybe these come from where you do.
Six. Your turn.
Four. I won.
I'd like to introduce the jury. Mr. Endre Lestyan,
director of Club Aliga.
Then the president of the jury, Zsolt Szabo, the human resources manager
of Sio-Eckes Ltd...
Contestant number thirty-three is next, she is twenty-one and likes a challenge.
She likes to know what people think of her.
Thank you, let's give them a hand!
... Tunde Gecsik, 1 8 years old, is interested in the world of media,
Iikes to dance. Her hobby is hiking, traveling, she likes nature and animals,
studies English and can count in German.
Charlotte Pirlet, 1 8 year old, likes the Balaton
and wants to be active in protecting it.
- Look at Lestyan 's face! - Can't he see us here?
Are you kidding?
27, Bettina Kiss, who likes to sing, dance, and go sailing.
Her favorite drink is apple juice.
I feel queasy.
Idiot! The better ones are comin' up now.
Thank you, let's give them a hand!
What were they like?
Nothin' new about them...
Have you heard from the guys?
No... They called once.
They're livin' at some friend's apartment.
We have a customer. Will you take him?
I don't feel like it...
- I'd like to fill this out. - Please...
This is mine.
- Where's the toilet? - Second door on the right.
- Shall I take the beer out? - I'd appreciate it.
Hey, Virag! It's me. What?
Where are you?
Okay.
I'm on my way to see you, to Budapest...
Now.
Yep.
Nyeki?
Good.
Okay, okay.
- Don't you want any? - I have an exam tomorrow.
You goin' to school?
The porno star of Karcag shines in the sky!
Are you crazy?
If they made it, why shouldn't l?
He had to pay twenty-thousand for lessons in
pulling your pants down.
Shut the hell up, or I'll straighten your nose.
Where'd you get the money?
I called Mariann. She supports the arts.
Good move, eh?
Your name?
Gyula. Gyula Virag.
- Did Marika send you? - That's right.
- And just how old are you? - 26.
Gyula, the exam is the following: You take your clothes off
and then
have intercourse with this lady for five minutes.
There's no copyright,
and if possible I'd like to see an ejaculation towards the camera.
Where's the camera going to be?
It's me. We'll be over here.
- Can I chew gum? - I'd rather you didn't.
Hi, Gyuszi.
Okay, let's get going, shall we?
Can I use the handcuffs?
Not just yet, Gyuszi, a little later.
Attention please,
closer with the pussy light please,
okay, quickly... here, right above...
Wait with the noises.
Okay. Ready.
Gyula, Gyula, Gyula! I can't see anything, okay? Work towards the camera.
You're in the way, and you're much too soft.
You're stuffing her with nothing. Lift your legs, okay?
Now try. Is that okay?
Okay.
Take the rug out from between you please.
Okay? Action.
Your legs are in the way again! Move your legs out of the way!
Quit the touching! Are you fuckin' gay?
Let's not get into that right now, okay?
Come on, don't be such an amateur! You look great...
He's sticking the camera in my dick!
What camera?
Haven't youseen a porno movie before?
Lay the fuck off or I'll shove it up your nose!
No cable TV where you come from?
Fuck the camera! Leave me the fuck alone!
His dick has a soul. Can we continue?
If Virag makes it, I'm gonna try too.
We could make as much as we need by just fuckin'!
- Sure. - No spending on women.
We never did that.
We'd be rich enough to go wherever we want.
- Wake up, Peti! - Leave me alone!
He's comin'. Did you fuck the whole crew?
Lay the fuck off. These guys know nothing about sex.
Why?
They're idiots. They show me a girl, tell me to fuck her.
- Was there a cocksucker first? - Like hell!
- 1 -2-3 fuck. - And then?
Bastards. Then the cameraman starts touching.
Did he touch your dick?
He didn't, but he tells me to do it like this...
I had such a hard-on I nearly knocked his teeth out!
- Then he starts touching me. - Was he queer?
And I lost my hard-on.
Fucking bastard!
- D'you get your money back? - Forget the money.
- Have a cigarette. - No thanks.
Have a heart attack then.
Aren't you guys fuckin' hungry?
I'll live.
See you guys later, I'm goin' back.
Are you crazy?
You're not goin' anywhere!
I'll have the money in a week.
Sure.
Don't you trust me?
Ciao, guys.
Don't send any more messages with Milan.
He's not the mailman, he's a waiter.
D'you know how many people would love to be a waiter here?
- Clear? - What?
- Do I make myself clear? - Yes.
Mr. Guli! Back so soon?
... I go at night and she's waitin' for me...
So I laid her. She squealed like a little pig.
- Swear on it! - I swear!
Next day I went to see her at her home.
What a lousy place that village is!
Her parents welcomed me like her fiance.
- Serious? - Serious.
They made me eat, and I had to talk with her father.
- Timi? - Yeah, Timi!
That sucks!
I haven't called her since.
I wanna keep her hangin'.
- You're such an asshole. - Why...
Should I tie myself to the little cunt from Enying?
Oh, boy!
Was it good, at least?
Not bad.
You want anything?
No, thanks.
A glass of water please.
- Here you go. - Thanks.
Uncle Feri, are you married?
Why do you want to know?
Just curious...
Yes.
- Kids an' everything? - Two boys...
Boxing has been this kid's life since age 13.
So far, Mihaly Kotai has won all of his 23 matches,
1 1 of them with a KO, which is a great achievement.
And if he wins in Manchester tomorrow, there'll be a new world champion.
Will you decide who stays tonight, or do I have to?
Well?
- I'll stay. - Anyone else?
- Me too. - Is that it?
All right then, everyone stays.
My last bus leaves at 1 1.
You'll sleep here.
- Do we have to work in the morning too? - If it ends before midnight.
I've never seen a wedding reception that ended by midnight.
I'll be there and I'll decide who stays and can go.
Maybe everyone can go, maybe no-one.
- When do we start? - Right now.
Oh, it's beautiful!
- You having a good time? - Not really.
Would you set the table for the new people?
Is everything okay?
- I hope so. - The cake's pretty.
But every time I see a wedding cake I imagine someone with a gun
jumping out and shooting me.
Aren't you funny.
- What a guy. - I'm not kidding...
- We're out of china. - What?
It's all out...
- Then take out some soup bowls. - They're gone too.
Then wash something up. No one'll notice...
Did you ask for some mustard?
You sure give a man an appetite!
He says I give him an appetite!
- Who did? - The groom...
Take this to the table in the back.
Let's get the fuck outa here!
- Talkin' to me? - You kidding?
- I think you're goin' with someone. - Drop dead.
Boys clear the tables, girls prepare the cake.
You said we could go at midnight!
Don't you see what's going on out there?
Come on!
Didn't you hear what I said?
I'm going, don't worry.
Listen, there's no toilet paper...
...they split, the lot of 'em,
bricklayers, contractor, everyone. They were dreadful...
The bigger problem is that I couldn't hear...
They stole the tile stove, it was worth 1.5 million...
- Here's the paper. - Hand it in.
I'll pass it under the door.
Thanks.
Can I help you with anything else?
Would you come inside?
- In there? - Come on! Hurry up.
You're one tough woman.
How 'bout you?
We'll see...
- What are you doin'? - Clearing...
- Says who? - I just thought...
Don't think anything!
My job is to clear the table.
But I'm not finished yet...
The reason you won't get sacked is 'cos I'm happy!
- What the fuck are you grinnin' at? - Zsolti.
- You want me to punch you? - Go ahead...
- I swear I'll hit you! - Go ahead!
Zsolt... Imi, get out of here.
- You want another one? - Calm down! We'll kick him out.
Zsolti, sit down, sit down!
Bring the cake in! Turn the lights off!
Bravo!
The cake!
The cake!
Hip-hip-hooray!
A kiss! A kiss!
There comes a moment in every woman's life
when she's tempted to do something naughty.
She does all she can to find fault with her husband.
If someone else whispers more softly: he loves her...
The light of strange desire plays in her eyes.
Her soul is torn between sin and virtue.
There comes a moment in every woman 's life,
but she'll only be happy if she remains true.
Bravo!
Could I change the channel, I want some music.
Go ahead!
Dream boat...
Well...
- Let's drink to the dream boat then! - Like it?
Cool.
My friend Frici's dream is to be a koala bear in Australia.
He says they're on a perpetual high from the eucalyptus leaves.
- Here you are, idiot. - Get the fuck outa here!
Can I have one too?
- Get out! - What's wrong with him?
What is it?
- Can I come in? - Sure, come on in.
- We got the day off. - Congratulations.
Would you get me a glass of water?
- My stomach's turning somersaults. - I'm glad we came, though. Aren't you?
Yep.
This is the first time...
You've told me that already.
- Thanks a lot! - Thanks.
- Sorry... - Yes.
Can I have the sauce on the side please?
Sure.
Why are you giving him such a hard time?
I'm not. I like dunking.
Thank you.
- What do you want? - Want a pair of binoculars?
- What? - Military.
Three-thousand.
What's that? They put you behind the bar again?
- Just helpin' out. - Oh, I see.
- Want something, or...? - A coffee.
- No sugar? - Yep.
Aren't you afraid he'll come in?
- What's with your eye? - A rabbit attacked me.
What a lousy joke.
I seem to have lost my sense of humor somewhere.
Coffee's ready.
- Thanks. - You're welcome.
What're the binoculars for?
Nothin'. You can see far away with them.
- I can't see anything. - You're not doin' it right.
How much?
A hundred and sixty.
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