All language subtitles for Lily.And.Kat.2015.WEB-DL.XviD.MP3-RARBG

Yo, it's Nick.

Photographer,
artist, entrepreneur.

Stop that shit.

- Nick, it's Lily.

Again.

Umm, it's been almost
an hour, I need you

to come out and grab me.

No, I'm on the list!

I'm on the list!

Hey.

- How come you never
answer my texts?

- Sorry.

- I thought you'd have
something more to say

than sorry, but I guess not.

Hey, are you coming to
TJ's tomorrow night?

- TJ's?

- Yeah, TJ.

God, I want you guys
to like each other.

- We do, Bea, I do.

- So you'll be there?

- Well, I mean I'll try.

I already promised that
I'd drop by this thing--

- With Nick?

Yeah, Lily, you're a fallback.

- Hello, Lil.

- I need a drink.

- I'm a little
busy at the moment.

- I could jump in
front of a bus.

- I'll be there.

- Can you spare some change?

- I'm the one that
needs change, mister.

- Fuck you!

- Guess who?

- I didn't see you come in.

- Now what fun would that be?

- Let's
start from the beginning.

- Umm, I'm Lily, I'm
23, I umm, just recently

graduated from FIT, and
I have this best friend,

she's kind of my
favorite thing in--

- Let's
talk about Nick.

- Umm, I don't know,
he's kind of amazing.

He's probably the sweetest
guy I've ever met.

- What
about your job?

- I mean, it's in fashion.

So, that's good.

And...

I'm learning a lot.

- Good morning.

You don't have AC.

- Thanks.

Why are we talking like this?

- This is how we talk now.

I need food.

Now.

- What do you want
for breakfast?

I guess anything.

Pancakes.

- So.

What are you wearing tonight?

- Huh?

- Thank you for that.

You are going.

- Am I?

- If I have to club
and sack you myself.

- How much fun?

- Extremely.

Astonishingly...

Breathtakingly.

- Fancy.

I gotta work.

- When are you going to quit?

- I can't, I have to
maintain lavish lifestyle.

Mmm.

- So, I heard about last night.

That wasn't nice.

- What exactly did you hear?

- You and Nick.

I mean I guess it's
just inevitable.

Eventually we all
just drift apart.

Because like, that's what
the universe is doing.

You know?

Drifting, fading...

Dying, that's it.

And then one day you
wake up and realize

you're dating a
meteorite, when all a girl

really wants is
to be whisked off

by a shooting star, you know?

- I thought they
were the same thing?

- The point is.

You have the dream, we all do.

And eventually,
you have to grow up

and settle for something
more realistic.

Like, a quarry rock.

Or worse, like the Hideki rock.

Like the kind you
find in one of those

sad in-flight magazines.

- Yeah, you lost me.

- That's life for most people.

I mean, not ours
of course, but...

For most people.

- Yeah, but I mean...

What actually gets
like, better with age?

- Hmmm...

My vintage motorcycle jacket.

- Right.

- Oh, so Jess posted
pictures of last night.

And it appears you
checked in at Canopy

around 11, eat, and
then you were back

in BK 30 minutes later,
it all makes sense now.

You know, you really
should work on

a more socially viable
virtual reputation.

- No wait, what makes sense?

- Nick, all over
this model chick.

That's why you left, isn't it?

- No, I...

No, I mean, that's
like, his job.

- Yeah, but it's the
same one every time.

- Umm, Ben isn't here is he?

- I don't know,
he's separated now,

he kinda does what he wants.

- Good day?

- Umm yeah, it's
actually really--

- 2,100.

- Uh-huh, and what's
Donna doing on the ticker?

- Up actually, it's 18.25.

- Uh-huh, and the inventory?

- In transit with an
estimated delivery--

- Can I get some Coke?

- 15 minutes ago.

- Hey baby, it's Nick.

Listen, I feel like such
shit about last night,

like seriously, shit just...

I don't know, shit
just got mighty crazy,

you know how fucked up
my schedule can get,

but you know, work
now, live later.

I know you probably looked
hot as shit last night.

Tell you what, uhh,
drop by my show tonight,

kay, give me a ring, we
can make up for last night.

- So, shall we?

- I can't, and I
want to see Nick.

- Are you being serious?

- Yes, but, Beatriz
is having people over,

so we could go over
there and still have fun.

Oh, come on.

Please?

Please?

- Fine.

I'd fuck me.

- I'd fuck you.

- Really?

- Well yeah, if I was a guy.

I'd stick my penis
in your vagina.

Totally.

- Well, thanks.

- -And she's in the
shower, completely naked,

and she's...

and she's just, you
know, waiting for Nick,

to go and switch over
his film or whatever

bullshit excuse he
made up to leave,

and then it wasn't until
delivery guy turns up

that she thought wait a minute,

I wonder if Nick's
actually arrived back yet?

And of course, he was
nowhere to be found.

- This is supposed to be
something about yourself.

- It is, I was there.

- You are an absolute--

He was, he was trying
to get material

for his portfolio, because
he's trying to find and agent--

- Lily!

It was material for
his fucking wank bank!

- It was, why are you trying
to make excuses for him?

- He's a very
serious photographer.

And he had to go
because he had...

I, no, but, really,
really, it was very sweet,

and he felt very bad that
he had to leave afterwards

and he came back and
he made me dinner

and he apologized, it
was really very sweet,

and so you know, those
kind of things hap--

Whoa.

Oooo, secret, secret.

- Uh no it's, I have something

really exciting to tell you.

- Really, what is it?

- It's wonderful news.

- Alright,
can everyone quiet down

a little bit please?

- Promise you won't freak out.

- Okay, I mean...

- Everyone shut the fuck up!

- Okay.

So, yes.

I have some really
exciting news.

I am pleased to
say, my time here,

in this wonderful city,
has been quite amazing.

And it wouldn't have
been half as amazing

without you guys
being part of it.

So, it is with great
sadness that I say,

I will not be taking
residence here much longer.

I have a job in London
with my dad's label

and I am, sadly, leaving.

In seven days.

This is my last
week in New York.

- I'm excited for you
man, that's awesome.

I'll miss you, though.

- Just a minute!

- That is really
crazy but, what else

would you expect?

That's that.

- Yep, I guess she
just needed change.

- I bet she won't even miss us.

- You'd be surprised.

- Are you okay?

You look like your
dog just died.

- No, no, I'm fine.

- Hey, how's it going?

We'll see ya.

- When
did you meet Kat?

- Four years ago.

We were roommates at FIT.

- How
would you describe

your time together?

- Well, I think she actually
learned a lot from me.

So...

I mean, I'm not saying that
Kat like, isn't smart, but,

she just might be
kind of disadvantaged.

From all of the drugs.

- Is this a
period that she's overcome?

- Yes and no.

It's hard to tell with
those kinds of people.

- You
don't seem to have

a high opinion of her.

- No, it's...

Okay, so, this is gonna
sound really horrible,

but umm, when I say
eight and a half,

Kat thinks I mean
penis size, so yeah,

it's pretty hard
to talk with her

about anything that's, anything.

- I'm assuming
you're not excited for her.

of people to fuck,
that's awesome.

- So you
don't feel happy for her?

- I mean it's not like
it even fucking matters.

I don't need her.

- Why didn't
you tell her off right then?

- God, can we please talk
about something else?

- Okay.

So you hit a car with a beer.

Tell us about that.

- I was imagining Kat's head.

- What is this?

Sunglasses?

- It's a long story.

I flew over a few blocks
to Agatha's peaceful tree,

hard-working bird, but
lately I've sucked,

and I need to pull
my shit together.

And tell Agatha thank you,
for I owe you my life.

Tell me something good, tell me

you brought me coffee.

- I did not.

- I genuinely hope this
is some sort of phase.

Awesome, you're
hilarious, now get.

- There you are.

So we should, I mean,
I can understand

how you're feeling.

- I don't think you do.

- I know it sucks, but
this is huge for me.

You have to understand that.

You're going to
start your own line,

it will be fucking
awesome, I know it'll be.

This is going to work out.

- Can you just postpone it?

I can't, they'll
get someone else.

This is a career
move, how could you

not understand that?

- I get it.

- Then what's the big deal?

You're going to be big, Lily.

I knew it since the day we met.

No, really.

We'll make the best of this.

- I know.

- I hope I can make
you feel better.

I want you to come to
this art show tonight.

- Okay, I'll think about it.

- There are a lot of
interesting people.

- Umm, so, the 17th,
that's a Friday, right?

- Yeah.

More than enough time
for us to have fun.

It'll be like
sophomore year in Cabo.

Remember Cabo?

- Oh, I'm sorry, that
was the text, not you.

- Yo, little mama!

- Hey, where
you been, how's your girl?

- Right, right
right right, cool cool.

Listen, I met this
guy, total cokehead

but super down-to-earth,
he's got this

huge Paris-based line,
it's like crazy high-end.

Anyway I'm shooting
his look book

and we totally hit
it off, he takes me

to some fucking penthouse
and we do some coke,

I tell him that
you're in fashion

so I got you like a
shitload of contacts, and...

- Okay.

- I was really
just thinking of you,

and you know, I just want
to respect you and shit,

and I don't think I'm
doing a good job at that.

You gotta excuse me, I am a
high mother fucker right now.

- You don't seem
excited about the art show.

- Well that's
really unfortunate.

- What do
you expect to say to Kat?

- I mean that's if
she even shows up.

- She said she'd
make the best of things.

- Yeah, for her.

Doesn't exactly include me.

- I
believe you and Kat

have a history at art galleries?

- Yeah, we do.

- Tell me about it.

- Umm...

I don't know, we would...

We'd like always umm,
go as characters.

Like we'd, pretend
to be French students

and then anyone you would meet

at the gallery, you'd
keep on going with it.

I mean Kat always thought
it was fucking hysterical.

I...

There was this
one time we umm...

We ended up back at this
photographer's apartment

and like, I don't know,
we were pretending

to be British but my accents
are really, really bad.

And I'm pretty sure
he know that it was

complete bullshit,
because I kept on like,

just saying these insane things.

Like, righto and cheeri-o.

Umm...

I don't know, Kat
couldn't stop laughing.

But he might have been too
fucked up to really notice.

- Dude, not supposed
to touch the artwork.

- Of course.

I feel really stupid
right now, sorry.

- It's fine.

Are you having fun?

- Yeah, it's a great space.

- Yeah, yeah.

What about the artwork?

What do you think?

- It's pretty terrifying.

- Yeah.

What about this?

This is beautiful.

- Yeah I mean I guess...

Well you know style-wise,
I can see that but,

I don't know, it
just feels kind of

predictable, like
how do you know

that it's not a ripoff
of something else?

I think that if something has
meaning, then it's beautiful.

But that's just my take.

- I don't know, it kind of feels

like all style to me.

- Who's to say style
can't have substance?

Did you come here
with someone tonight?

What do you do?

- Guess.

- Uh...

You're a waitress.

- I can't believe you said
that, umm no acutally,

I am in fashion.

- Oh, of course.

- I work at this boutique
in Soho right now,

I Don't Know.

- I don't know?

No, that's the name of the
boutique, I Don't Know.

- Right.

Do you like it?

- I don't know.

No, I mean it's, it's
fine, it's whatever,

it's a job.

I guess I just
would really rather

own my own store.

- So does that mean
that you don't create

your own work?

- No, I mean I tried, didn't
really work out perfect.

I guess I'm not very good.

- I'm sorry but that
is complete bullshit.

I mean why else would
you into that medium?

To collect a bunch of old
shit from other people,

that's not art.

I mean, the whole reason
why you got into fashion

was to create something,
to leave it behind.

I mean that's why we
all get to be artists.

You know what I think?

I think that you're
afraid of being judged.

That has something
to do with it.

What?

Tell me I'm wrong.

- You're wrong.

- Right.

No, no, right.

Coming from the
girl that just said

that my painting was empty.

Hi.

I'm Henri.

- I've been looking
for you everywhere.

- Hi.

- Kat?

- No, no sorry, I'm Lily.

This is--

- Kat.

Nice to meet you.

- You too.

- We're going back
to baby,

Henri, what's up?

This fine lady is uh,
Valentina, I love it.

Two of them, nice
bro, very nice.

So, are they coming
wi--actually,

let's let the ladies
make up their own minds,

'cuz females, they're
independent and intelligent,

I'm Colin by the
way, how are you?

- Uhh...

- Okay, how about
you go get us a cab?

- Absolutely.

Love you!

Big cock.

- Okay, so that's
someone that you know.

- Yeah, yeah it is.

- Regrettably.
- - Wow.

- Goodness.

- Yeah.

Hey, let me give you my number.

- Okay, umm....

- Here, let me uh...

Let me help you.

Do you want to come to a party

and you can bring your friend?

- Oh, shit, no, I
work really late.

- Not this late.

- Let's go!

Come on, let's go.

Call her, call her.

- That's just fucking weird.

- It was kind of--

Okay it is a little weird.

It's a little weird.

- As if I would be
impressed by that,

I mean you know who my
godfather is, seriously.

Where we off to?

- I'm gonna head home.

- Boo!

- What?

I had a fun night.

I just want to go
home and crash.

- Lil.

- I'll see you in the morning.

Try to come before noon?

- Sure, fine, whatever you need.

See you in the morning.

- What time is it?

- It's before noon.

Why is everything
so god damn bright?

- Because this is what we
normal people call day time.

- Come down.

- I've got some of your
shit, I packed it up for you,

I thought you might need it.

- Pass it.

Bring it with you.

- Selling?

- Yep.

All of this.

So, I have a bunch
of other things

I was going to sell, but I
think you should have them.

- Thanks, as long
as I can sell them.

- Why would you do that?

- Jeez, I was just kidding.

- So, how's Nick?

- Nick is good.

- You never told
me what happened

after he stood you up.

- You're selling this?

- It's lovely, but I
don't wear it enough.

- I bought this for you, Kat.

- Did you?

- It's funky and I like it.

- Then keep it, I don't care.

- You keeping this?

- Happy Christmas.

- Kat, I...

- So the total comes
to 954 dollars.

- Super.

- Let's
talk about your career.

- What about it?

- Do you enjoy
where you're working?

- Umm, am I a masochist?

- Is that what
you consider Agatha to be?

- Umm, no.

I think the only thing
that could possibly bring

her pleasure is black
leather against her thighs.

- How do you see
yourself when you're old?

- Don't you want
to create your own line?

- Well yeah, but, I
don't really think

that's an option right now.

I mean if you know
anyone who wants

to give money to a 23-year-old,
please let me know.

- Then would
you say you're stuck?

- No, umm....

God, you're making this out
so much worse than it is,

it's just...

Okay, so maybe the
boutique is cold and dead

and lifeless, but
I mean, I am making

a lot of great
contacts that I can use

later in my life.

- Do you
really mean that?

- No.

- Let's
talk about Henri.

- Let's.

- Do you
want to make love to him?

- Umm...

Maybe, sure, why not?

- What do
you look for in a guy?

- Well, a career in
fashion or art, film,

photography, music, I
mean I can't help it.

I like guys who create.

a fear of expressing
yourself creatively?

- Wow.

Umm, I just went
to fashion school,

so I don't have a
problem creating.

I mean, like, it's just
not my thing right now.

- Uh-huh.

- Really.

You know, I think I've made some

really bold choices
with my life.

- Lily!

- Lily, it's Nicky
here, get your ass up.

You got plans tonight?

- What's the matter?

- My boy Dan is deejaying

at the club right now.

Fucking DJ Dan,
you met him what,

like five times?

Come on, come through.

- Text me.

- Yeah,
fashion girl by day...

- You look so hot.

- Yeah, I thought you
had a learning disorder.

Oh my god.

I have not stopped
thinking about that night.

- We don't have to talk
about that, really.

- I have to get
this off my chest.

Those models,
they're all so tall,

and beautiful, and flawlessly
have those perfect--

Whenever I was with them,
I was just thinking of you.

- Wait, I thought
there was just one.

- Oh, come on.

If it rains, then
everything gets wet.

Does it really matter if it
rains again an hour later?

- What?

Nick?

- You know what I'm
trying to say is that,

like a really, really soft man.

- Wait, you slept with
one of your models?

- Oh my god, none of
them compare, Lily,

that's what I'm trying, mm--

Hey.

Remember what I said
about eye contact.

- Hey, make some waffles.

- I can't, I have to go home.

- No, come on, make
some waffles first.

- I have to go to work.

- Well then, I'm
coming with you.

- Nick.

- Come on!

How much do you work?

- No, I don't think so.

- Jesus.

There's so much day,
see what you're wasting?

- Wait, what?

What is this?

- That is a bra.

Oh Jesus Lily,
could you please not

start this this morning?

Oh my god.

- You know what,
I am taking this,

because this is my face!

- Oh Jesus Christ.

- Fuck you.

Oh!

Shit.

- Hi.

- Mom?

I'm not available

to take your call,
please leave a message

and I will get back to you.

- Are you ready?

So, let's talk about Nick.

- Yeah, well that was
obviously humiliating.

- Then why
do you put up with him?

- I don't know, umm...

I just want to be with someone

who could do so
much better than me.

- Doesn't that
put you in low regard?

- No, it actually means that
I have really high standards.

- I see.

- Yeah, glad we cleared that up.

- You
kind of seem to be

going through a tailspin.

- Well, call it what you will.

- Where
are your parents?

- Umm...

They're not here.

They moved, they have
better things going on.

- Don't you
feel like going home?

- Do you want to
get out of here?

- No, I didn't know with the...

I think I just didn't get it.

- I understood it.

- Did you?

- I did, and it was
fucking appalling.

- Wow.

- Yeah.

- Wow.

- Yeah.

- Tell me what you
really thought.

- Do you have a light?

- Uh, yeah.

- So this is like
what you're into then,

like, standing around every...

- Yeah every night, yeah.

- Every single night.

- I mean, I thought it
was pretty interesting.

I don't know, I guess I just
didn't quite understand it.

- Nice ring.

- Oh, umm, thanks, it's
actually pretty cool,

it was my grandma's.

My grandpa brought
it back for her

from World War II.

I'm like really into old things.

There's actually, there's this

amazing vintage
place near my house

and on the weekends
sometimes I go there

and I can just
rummage for hours.

- Yeah, you find some
really cool stuff,

don't you Lily?

- Yeah.

- You're a really
great vintage shopper.

- I guess, I don't know.

- Yeah.

She found this
amazing coat once.

Do you remember the coat?

- What coat?

- What coat?

- Okay, it's time
to hear this story.

- Yes.

- Okay, so Lily found this coat,

this time she bought
this coat, she spent

probably about 350
dollars on this coat,

which, you know,
is a really fine

amount of money to
spend if it's you know,

one of a kind, vintage,
lovely, old, unique piece.

And then a couple of weeks later

we were walking
down Fifth Avenue,

and we see the same coat,

- No, the same coat?
- - In the window

of a department store, yeah.

And it was on sale
for about maybe

a third of what she paid for it.

She just got ripped off
by some flea market twat.

Pretty fucking bad mistake
for a fashion student to make.

- Hey, do you know if
there's a bathroom in here?

- Oh, I don't think so.

- Oh.

Okay, I, well, I'm
gonna try to go find--

Don't move.

- Okay.

- I'll be right back!

- Yo!

- Someone's in the
fucking bathroom.

- So uh,
where's your girlfriend?

- I don't know,
she's never been like this.

- So?

What did you do?

- Fuck off, I
didn't do anything!

She's so overdramatic.

She's adorable
though, isn't she?

- She is.

- Hey.

- Hello.

- You will never
guess who I saw.

- Who?

- Your ex, Erasus.

I mean, you remember
Erasus, don't you?

- I do, Lily.

- He was such a racist.

- He wasn't racist.

- Then what was he?

- An asshole.

- I mean I guess
you wouldn't really

remember that though,
since you were

just blacking out all the time.

- Excuse me?

- I mean, I'm just saying that

you were into some
really dark shit.

- Yeah, I was, thanks
for bringing it up.

- So uh, buried or cremated?

- Buried.
- - Cremated.

- The way I see
it you can choose.

You can either be a
turban, or a bobby pin.

I mean, sure one
is fun and flashy,

but it goes out of
style like that.

Bobby pins are a bore,
but they're dependable.

They get the job done.

No fussing with the trends,

just invisible fixtures,
doing their job.

And like, I know a lot of guys

who secretly wish they
could borrow hairstyles

or styles from a
genre not their own.

- Uh-huh.

- They can't, like
the lawyer, who is

afraid of what the
firm's senior partners

or even his cleaning
lady might think.

Will they wonder,
is he a pedophile?

Or worse?

Like a hipster?

- Aaargh!

- Are you having a bad day?

- Hello?

- Hey, hey, hi, Henri it's...

Uh, yeah, sorry.

Umm...

Yeah, so I got
out of work early,

do you want to like
grab a drink or some--

Yeah.

No, that sounds great.

I can be over there in a little,

I just have to drop by my place.

Yeah.

Okay, I'll see you soon.

Bye.

- Hey.

Hey.

- Hey.

Yeah man, yeah yeah yeah,
I'm just finishing up,

and then I'm out the door.

Alright, yeah.

Sorry, I gotta go.

But uh, I mean you can
stay here if you want.

Or...

Come with me.

- Have fun?

- What are you talking about?

- Henri texted, said
he was with you.

- We ran into each
other after work.

- How cute.

You're like a little
porcelain doll.

- So, what do you want
to get into tonight?

I'm not tired.

- Hmm, now that the
night's properly fucked,

I'm gonna bug off to bed.

- It's not even 10.

- I'll see you tomorrow night.

- What
are you smiling about?

- I've never been
finger-painted by a guy before.

- Are you in love?

- Ummm, I guess.

- Are you
bothered by the fact

that Kat only has two days?

- Really?

- So where the fuck's Henri?

- Hey.

Glad you decided to stop by.

- Sorry we're late.

No, welcome, welcome.

I mean we barely started.

Here, looks like you
could use one of these.

Well listen, if things
get too extreme,

I want you to tell me.

I feel responsible for you two.

- Okay, yeah, seems
like pretty crazy here.

- Good, well, enjoy.

- So my mother
thinks that it's like

a fun mother-daughter
bonding thing.

She should take me to go
and see a psychic with her.

Like, I know, seriously,
I mean the last--

I mean, I don't want to
go see a psychic anyway,

let alone with my
mother, can you imagine?

I mean what might, like what
might come out, you know?

In front of her,
and I don't want

to know her stuff,
either, I mean seriously,

my mother's lovely.

- So you're in fashion?

- Yeah, I am.

- Oh, I think
fashion's pointless.

- Two, three more?

Three more.

- Oh, here, I'll help you.

- You didn't even
finish that one.

- Hey.

- Hey.

- You having fun?

- Yeah, this is an
amazing apartment.

I really like the
Christmas lights.

- Yeah.

You know, you can tell me
if Colin's being an asshole.

- No.

No, I mean he's just, you know,

like, really witty.

Okay, he's kind of an asshole.

- Yeah, yeah he is.

Mmm-hmm.

So uh, you know
how to make these?

- I think I can handle it.

- Yeah?

- Mmm-hmm.

- Alright.

- Say when.

- When, when!

Okay, okay, alright.

Are you trying to trip me?

- No.

- Look, you can just tell me
that you want to fuck me, Lily.

Or don't.

But quit it with this
grade school shit.

- Okay, yeah.

I'm a bit over
this Henry, I think

we need a bit of volume.

Alright, we can either
take one of these

pretty blue pills or
you can get the fuck out

of Henry's house.

Ladies first.

Everybody take one.

And one.

And uno.

And uh, one for you.

Last but not least.

Henri I'll see you
in about two hours.

Enjoy.

- I know I've been
really weird lately.

But I just wanted to say
I'm really happy for you.

- Well that's wonderful to hear.

Tell us about your
last girlfriend.

- Aaahhh.

There's not much
to tell, really.

Umm...

I was in love with her, and...

Then I wasn't.

- Was she a 10?

- You're a 10.

If I put you two together.

Is everybody alright?

- Mmm-hmm.

- I want to kiss you both.

- Well?

- Fuck.

- Good morning, pussycat.

- What is that?

- Please, tell me if
I'm doing something

fucked up here,
I'd like to know.

- I'm not talking to you.

- Why not?

- That means you made
Henri blow you so long,

he fell asleep on your vagina.

- Okay, so this is about him?

It's about you then,
it's always about you.

- Why did you do it?

- What did you expect?

Lily, listen, do you
think I'd be pissed

if it was you?

- Do not touch me.

- Don't ruin this.

I keep trying to make this fun,

this whole summer, and you keep

fucking ruining it.

- Wait, are you serious?

I'm the one ruining this?

Kat, you ruined
everything, you are

actually destroying everything!

- What are you talking about?

- You hurt me and
you betrayed me, Kat!

And if you really felt
so fucking bad about it,

you wouldn't even
consider leaving.

- I didn't know I hurt you.

- Yeah, well you hurt
me really fucking bad.

It hurts like hell,
okay, and you keep on

saying that I'm the
one ruining this?

We spent four years
pretending that

we were going to completely
take over the world,

and then like, completely,
out of the blue,

you tell me that you're
moving to England

a week before?

And you're not moving
for a job, okay,

just stop fucking saying that.

You are moving because
you are scared.

And because you're
bored and it's easy,

and you're bored and you
don't know what else to do.

And it's just so
easy to move, when

all you really think
about is getting drunk

and getting high
and getting laid

and having fun, and
you know what Kat?

That's because you don't
really do anything.

You don't fucking do anything!

And nobody else seems
to really realize it,

because you have this awesome
fucking British accent.

It's like bollocks,
I'm packed, and I can

do whatever I want,
cheeri-o, and I can be

split and tipping and fucking

going all around
tra la la la la,

but because I'm blonde and hot,

people think I'm whimsical.

It's all, oh, righty-o
why don't I just

go ahead and fuck everyone!

And I mean that literally
and figuratively,

Kat, you fuck everyone.

- I never, never
meant to hurt you.

- You hurt me all the time, Kat.

Whenever it makes
you feel better.

Don't fucking do that again!

- Describe your
friendship in one word.

- That's a really
stupid question.

- I'm just
trying to understand.

- Umm...

I mean it's not
that complicated.

We were really close and
then she fucked it up.

- You're
coming tomorrow, right?

- Coming to what?

- Kat's going away thing.

- Where is it?

- I assumed you organized it.

- Yeah, we'll see.

- She's your best friend, Lily.

You can't just not be there.

- You.

- Lily.

I came here to apologize.

- Really?

Tell me more.

- Well, we promised
that you wouldn't

let your shit get
in the way of us?

- You're the one
that's full of shit!

- Oh come on, I know that
you don't believe that.

- Get the fuck out of here.

- I'm sorry, that is not
how we speak to clients.

- Eat a dick, Agatha!

- I think it's safe
to assume you don't

want to be here anymore.

I mean you're bored, you're....

I don't know, what are you?

- 23.

- 23.

You feel like you should
be doing something,

exciting.

- That's not the way it is.

- Oh, no, it is.

I see what goes on here.

My last job sucked
the life out of me.

That's why I hire
people like Agatha.

Nothing left to suck.

You know.

So I'm gonna fire you.

And look, I say go for it.

Get your hands dirty,
get poor, get desperate,

try ecstasy, do coke.

Get fucking dangerous.

40, with kids, and a
miserable mortgage.

Now's the time to fucking live.

Now I know you, are
having, proble--

Where are you going?

- Holy fuck!

Really?

Really.

Get back here!

- I wanted
to say goodbye.

The plane leaves in two hours.

Anything you want to say?

- Not this time, my love.

- Have
you stayed in touch?

- Yeah.

We talk sometimes.

- How
are you feeling now?

- Really good, actually.

I don't know, I
think that sometimes

you have to split
apart in order to grow.

Or grow up.

- And is
that the profound note

you want to end on?

- I mean, who says
that this is the end?