All language subtitles for Wasted! (1996)

I don't feel a thing.
-What?

Maybe we took too little.

Another half?
-Fine with me.

I can't feel that pill at all.
Maybe we were ripped off.

Shall we take this one and then
go to bed?

No!
It's always the same thing with you!

Why do you do that to me?
-Sorry.

It's always wet, wet, wet!

I don't feel anything...

You?
-No, I don't feel anything.

Drive!

Who are you?

Jacqueline.

What are we?

Together.

What are we doing?

Getting wasted!

Bye!
-Bye!

Congratulations!
-To who?

To your wife.

Why?
-I got that job.

That's great.

Hey!

Hello.
-How do you like it?

I have to get used to it.

My name's Stanley.
I work for Winston too.

So I'm some sort of a colleague.

These are the tickets for our
next party.

45 guilders if bought in advance.
Put the money in the pink box.

Not through the register.
I'll collect the money once a month.

The day after the party.

You'll be ok, won't you?

Where are you from?
-The Netherlands.

My mother too.
Maybe we're related!

Do your best.
-Bye.

You've got him...
-Really...

You're home this time,
filthy fucker.

This is Winston...
-Fucking hell!

Always his answering machine!

That piss-ant is starting to get
on my nerves.

I hate when people don't return
my call.

Chill, J.

Sorry, it's my turn.
-20 years ago maybe, grandpa.

What do you want, grandpa?
Is it your bedtime?

Pants off and to bed, grandpa.

To bed!
-Bye grandpa!

You were pretty rude.
-He's an old pervert.

I've seen him at parties.
He's going through a mid-life crisis.

Thinks a pill and a pickup
line make him young again.

In the meantime, the wifey's home
with the kids.

You know the type.
-We've got them too.

Who's we?
-Tilburg.

Do they have good mushrooms in Tilburg?
-I don't know, never tried them.

But you've tried pills, right?
-Yes, last weekend with Martijn.

It was cool.
-I have an idea.

Give us some mushrooms and come
space out with us on Sunday.

Deal?
-Deal.

I know a good joke.

A whore in the red light district
doesn't have enough customers.

So she has the face of an Ajax player
tattooed on each thigh.

Overmars here and De Boer here.

If you recognize them, you get
a free screw, otherwise you have to pay.

Business goes well,
she makes more money.

Until one day this huge negro
comes in.

The whore sits down with her
legs spread.

She says: can you see who
they are?

The negro says: I don't know
those two whities.

But that guy in the middle, with the
big lips, that's Patrick Kluivert.

New in the neighborhood?

Jacq, darling.

What?
-It's quarter past 6.

Sorry, I had so much to do
today.

I've been doing stuff all day.
-Give me a break.

Bye, guys.

I don't want to nag but...

you could have gotten groceries.
I work from 9:30 till 5:30.

I thought you didn't want to nag.

No.
-Don't nag then.

Pizza's much better!
-Cut it out!

Two tickets for the next party.
-Alright.

250 guilders.

Have fun!
-Bye!

Alternative awareness shop Gaia
speaking.

4 tickets, that's 180 guilders.

Is that with an F or a V?

Jesus, what are you doing?
-Where's Winston?

He's not here.
-What's your name?

Jacqueline,
-Listen, Jacqueline.

This is my mobile number.
Make sure he calls me.

And quickly, comprende?

Hey, grandpa.

What's your name?

JP.

Alright, JP, I'm selling herbal pills
for 11 guilders an hour.

I'm not paid to pass on your messages.

I'm too expensive for that.
-Comprende?

What are you doing tonight?
-I'm going out with my boyfriend.

Hey, Tijn!
-Hi!

This is JP, a business man
in a hurry.

Nice to meet you.

Hello, boyfriend.

Good that you came by.

How do you like the shop?
-Well... normal.

I've come for some money because
I want to go to the match on Sunday.

Good, I'm seeing someone
on Sunday.

That guy from just now?
-No, man.

Yoyo and DD, the girls
I told you about.

I don't know anything about that.
-You never listen!

Shut up, bitch!

Hello, have we got the mushrooms?
-Will you row, darling?

Your lives are more similar
than mine.

I'm from a small town and...

I moved in with my boyfriend
here and I've seen a few things...

It's not like I never did anything...

but it's less adventurous.
-But we can still have fun together.

We're going to the top.
-I don't care.

I'm going to the top on my own.

No we're going together and then
we dump each other.

No, we do everything together.
-What do you want to do at the top?

Make money and become famous.

Sniff coke.

And fall in love with a 17 year
old boy.

Hi!

Reed.
-Reed!

That's a coincidence, my size!

It's for my boyfriend.
-Lucky dude, does he appreciate it?

I think so.
I like your sideburns.

You look like a teddy bear.
-I like your sideburns.

Did you find Winston?
-No.

I think he's avoiding me.

Why would he do that?

We have a small business
disagreement.

Not something for little girls.

Where are you going?
-Home.

Ride?

Are you partying tonight?
Partying!

Tastes good. Try it.

Sake.

Thank you.

You have beautiful hair.

Pour it for me.

Don't spill it.

This is food for adults, Jacqui.

Meat is for barbarians.

Makes you aggressive.

Why don't you join in?
You'd make an extra buck.

Your own pills are free.

Don't you like me better as
a shop-girl?

Get lost. Working in a shop's
for douchebags.

Dealing pills is the thing to do.

The nineties, you know?

A thousand pills. I buy them for 5,000
and sell them for 25,000.

It's easy money.

Cup of tea?

I can't do this to Martijn.

Don't be childish. Tape it and send
him the video.

So he can enjoy it too.

Present!

Where were you?

I had something to eat with JP.
-Who's JP?

That business man from the shop.

Did you fuck him or something?

Don't be rude, Tijn.

We discussed business.
-Business...

He offered me a job.

You already had a job.
This is bullshit!

He's into pills.
I can sell them for him.

Good for you.

Is this what you wanted?

Did you have a good fuck?
-I didn't fuck him.

Why do you say I fucked him
when I didn't?

You're getting very worked up about it,
aren't you?

You always think I fuck people
right away.

Because you lie to me so often!

You'd think you've been working
together for years.

We have.

You should talk.
You keep doing everything wrong.

Start relaxed.
Relaxed.

Start again, you did everything wrong.
-You did everything wrong!

Relaxed!
-You always say that.

You're the one who has to relax.

Have you heard this one?

Why do you write Feyenoord with
a D at the end?

You don't know?

Because it's past tense.

Take it.
I have work now.

Jacqui...

And don't give it to Kees.
He'll spend it on booze.

And this one?

What's this?

Feyenoord's trophy-cabinet.

It's a good one.

What are you complaining about?
-I'm not complaining.

I'm fed up with going to your
sister.

You're always only complaining
because you want attention from me.

You should shut up!
-No, you should shut up!

Always that bullshit at your
sister's.

What bullshit? You've smoked joints
and sat on the couch all day.

Yes, I had such a great time
with Kees!

He doesn't even laugh at my jokes.
-Does that surprise you?

I'm fed up with your fat
sister.

I won't take this.
She's my sister!

That's no way to talk about
my family!

Next time, you can go by train.

Really!

I'm going to the coffee shop.

I'm going to Yoyo and DD.

I've come to see JP.

Fuck off, man!

Relax, pussy.

You're from Tilburg.
I never leave the canal area myself.

Except by plane.

I've changed my mind, JP.

I'll sell your pills but I won't
fuck you.

Good, you start with 50 pills
per week.

You pay 12.50 and you'll sell them
for 25.

And once you've seen the light
and want to go to bed with me...

I'll give you 200 per week for 10 bucks.
Comprende?

Deal.

Shit man, that bitch is hot.

You think?

Why don't you join in?
You'd make an extra buck.

Your own pills are free.

A thousand pills. I buy them for 5,000
and sell them for 25,000.

I'll take this one. I've had it before.
-Does it work?

Of course it does.

These two, please.
-That's 10 guilders.

We don't sell that.

But you must know an address.

Here they are.

It's got to be fast because the Roxy
opens at 11.

What are they?
Are they good?

They're strong.
-There's nothing written on them.

What about the other side...
-You blow your mind on them.

Wait a moment...
-Alright, guys, it's vitamin C.

It's not ecstasy.
-Come on.

Have fun.
-Great atmosphere here.

See you.
-See you.

Martijn speaking.
-Yes, she's here. One moment.

Telephone.

Jacqui speaking. Yes.

Of course I have popcorn in stock.

Ok, bye.

Who's got any money?
-You, no doubt.

We need... this.
We need beer and pills.

What did you want?
-Nice top.

Are those nipples real?

A 100 guilders worth.
-That's four of them.

No, we've been through this last time.
-Come on, don't fuck with me.

They've always cost 25 per.

No, I've always gotten 5 pills
for 100 guilders.

I come here every week.
Do we have to do this again?

25 per.
-5 for 100.

I mean, just do it.

That's enough, girl.
-Guys!

Pills!
-Someone has to get beer. I'm out.

The doorbell!
-Company!

Guys, this is my mother.

Hello, madam.
-Hello.

What the hell are you doing here?
-Are those your new friends?

What kind of people are they?
You have to stay away from them.

I asked what you're doing here.

You look terrible!

What a lot of junk.

Listen, I worked almost all weekend.

Almost on Saturday,
almost on Sunday...

Is dad still running after Johnnie
Walker?

Don't talk like that.

He'll never get his driving license
back.

He lost his appeal.

It's still a fine of 10,000 or
15 months in jail.

Maybe you'll enjoy a year alone.
-What would you know about that?

Ungrateful child.

Always rebelling, always!

Look at how you live.
You look like a whore!

I don't have to take this.
Get out, bitch!

Look after yourself.
-As if you care.

From one Marlboro I get stoned
out of my brain.

Get some more drinks.
-Did you take a dip pill?

Shall we go?
-See you!

It's still a fine of 10,000 or
15 months in jail.

10,000.

I like to see you like this.
Daddy's little beggar girl.

And if daddy's girl doesn't
pay back in time...

she'll be beaten.

Are you drinking again?
-Where were you all afternoon?

Out!
-What do you mean out?

Out as in not home.

Damn it!

I'm fed up!

You've been with JP again,
haven't you?

With your fucking dealer.
Does he go down on you well?

That's the only thing you can
think of.

Fucking, fucking and fucking!

I'm trying to make money
for us, ok?

What do you think this costs?
The beers and the rent...

Just fuck off!

I don't fuck him, I sell his pills.

Jesus, what a mess.

Are you members, guys?

How many are you?

This is a club event.
You need to be a member.

The karaoke bar's that way.

Go to another bar.

Hey, Teddybear!

Everything alright?
-Yes.

Will I see you later?
-Only if you've got one, grandpa.

He can't even find the hole.

I don't want a pill from that asshole.
-Alright.

I have to go. I'm out of stock.
I have to talk to JP.

What's that?

That.

I have to go.

I have to go to Tijn.

Hey, mate...
-Fuck you.

Where were you?
-No, where were you?

Weren't we going to meet at home?
-I don't know anything about that.

You were going to come back to
the party.

That's what we agreed.

You never listen.

Did you recover a bit?
-Where were you, Teddybear?

How are you?
-Ok.

Those DJ's were so nasty.

I lost you.

I had to do a few things.

With Winston?
I couldn't find him either.

Winston didn't come.

Exactly 4500.

You're the first reliable girl
here.

200 for the next party.
-Thank you.

Who were those cheeky sluts
who were with you?

Yoyo and DD, my friends.

DD, that's him.

Jesus.

Hey, Cowboy.
-Hi.

These are the best this week.
-Great.

Turn, turn...

Perfect.

Hey man, this is my table.

What?
-Don't you recognize me, jungle boy?

No.
-Sorry, your time's up.

I just got here.
-You were half an hour late.

Now Cowboy's here.

You can do it.
-Fuck you, ok?

And fuck you, Cowboy!

No matter how long they've been here,
they still can't tell the time.

Can I listen to this one?

All tables are taken,
can't you see?

Do you want to listen with me?

Yes.

Why did you come with me?

I want to be a DJ too.

Is that all?

Did you see him come?

Cheers!

DD, tell me about Cowboy.

Those guys in their 30s are good.

I don't want those young boys
anymore.

Hey stud, when will you fuck me?

Never.

Jacq and I promised to always
be faithful.

Right?

Now we're drinking sake.
First I pour it.

And then you.

It's warm.

For you and for you.
-Thank you.

Tijn!
-Yuck!

This is a meal for adults.

Meat's for barbarians.
It makes you aggressive.

I just can't eat this.
I prefer McDonald's.

You're so childish.

Fuck, Tijn, cut it out!

Get lost, bitch!

Yes, walk out on me again!

Great, damn it!

And you reach a big tunnel that
seems to be 500 km long.

And you think:
Damn, where are we going?

Where is this all leading to?

I'll tell you.
To a place you don't know.

And that's why you have to go
there.

If you knew it already, you wouldn't
have to go there anymore.

Isn't that right?

It's the same with music.

When you play a record...
you know it and you don't.

That's what it's about,
the mystery.

You have to give in to the
mystery. Are you listening?

Because it's all about the mystery.
It leads to yourself.

And yourself is the music.
You are the music.

Do you know the song by Bowie?

"I am a DJ, I am what I play."

That's beautiful.

Do you know Elvis?
The Guitar Man?

I've done that for years.

That's why I know myself.
I know how to do it.

I know how to do it because
you shouldn't know how to do it.

Know what I mean?

That's how it works.

But you... how old are you?
20, 22... what do I care?

You think you know,
but you don't know!

Fuck, I'll never learn.

It's going really well.
You just have to practice a lot.

It's not that hard, just count.
8 beats, 16 beats.

Headphone on the right side.

Easy.
-Will you come to my place tomorrow?

We want to let you hear our thing.
-A thing with you and Yoyo?

Sounds good.

Play something.
-Wait.

They're waiting too.

And the microphone...
-Take it easy.

Are we going to hear something?

Get lost!
-You're so up yourself.

You're not paying attention.
-Fuck off.

Incredible, again.

Something like that, we thought.

What do you think?
-I think it's cool.

Could be a hit.

Not in this lifetime.

I hate people who don't return
my calls!

I have a surprise for you.

I'm performing in the Silo next week
and I talked to the guys.

You can do the warm-up.
-Really? Are you serious?

Yes.
-Wow!

One thing. The main hits are for
the main DJ. That's me!

Yes, of course.

Where did you get that stuff?
-From a good dealer.

Can I trust you?
-Am I your friend or not?

Just try it.

This one.
Open that door!

Open that door!

I don't have to ask what we're
doing.

Don't hold anything back or
I'll check you myself.

If I find anything, I'll shove
it up your ass.

Get out and don't show your
face in here again.

Hello, aren't we paying the lady?

Get out.

Right, hottie.

There's a party tonight at my place
and you're invited.

That's not a good idea.
I have to get up early tomorrow.

I have to open the shop.

You don't say no to an invitation
from JP.

Are you coming with me?
Come on.

I have a girlfriend.
-Why are you on your own then?

Jacq had to do business.
-Business?

Fucking her dealer, you mean.

It doesn't matter.
I have a girlfriend.

What are you doing?

Tijn, what are you doing?

I'm out of here.

Don't go, Tijn!
-Keep your hands off me.

I can explain!
-Keep your hands off me!

You can't leave!

I can't leave? Watch me!

Why don't you admit I was
pretty good?

You played my best music really well.
That's all.

I'm sorry.
-Get lost.

Kiss.
-Get lost.

Get lost.

I said get lost!

Take it easy, old fart!

You shouldn't steal my music and
you shouldn't hit me. Get out!

Get out of my house!

A package from Detroit for DJ Cowboy.
Sign here.

Thank you.

I'm sorry I was mean last night.
You didn't deserve that.

I know you didn't do it
on purpose.

It's alright.

Who rang the doorbell?

Jehovah's Witnesses.

Come here.

I have to take out the garbage.
Can you make coffee?

Fucking bitch.

I'm quitting, JP.

What about my ten grand?
-I don't have it.

That's not how it works, pussy.

Beautiful girl owes her daddy
money.

Daddy's girl wants to stay beautiful,
doesn't she?

You'll get your money.
I just need some time.

Let me renovate that fucking
head of hers.

What are you doing?
-Foreplay.

Foreplay's for senior citizens.

Just shove it in.

Bye.
-Three tickets.

Thanks, bye.
-Have fun.

Can I get 8 tickets
for the party?

I need the number of your friend DD.

Thanks.
-Bye.

She completely outperformed Cowboy
last night.

I went to the Silo with Winston
yesterday and we saw DD perform.

She was way better than Cowboy and now
Winston wants her at his new party.

What?
-Give me the number.

It's not a joke?
-No.

You're a darling.
-See you!

DD, I have an idea.

Here.

Do you know how long it takes before
the profit comes in?

We'll record this week and you'll
get the money in a month, deal?

I'll really need it in a month because I
have to put it back in the drawer.

Aren't we friends, darling?

Can I count on my third?
-Do you want a line?

No.
-Come sit here, girlie.

What's wrong? Everything's alright.
-I had a fight with Martijn.

Fuck Martijn.
Martijn can fuck off.

He's not even a good fuck, is he?
-No, man.

That's what I mean.

Jacqui speaking.
Hello?

Jacqui speaking.

Who are you?
-Jacqueline.

What are we?
-Together.

What are we doing?
-Getting wasted!

DD, about next week's party...
Have you got someone to open for you?

I'll keep you in mind.
-I'd really like that.

Sure, darling.

Thank you.

What's happening here?
-Where are my records, Danny?

DD's not finished yet.

I'm a bit later than normal, but if you
wait a moment, you can use my table.

Are you still not getting it,
stupid?

You can't teach me anymore.
I have to move on, Cowboy!

May the light shine on your path.

What are you doing later?
-Get lost, man.

Jacqui's nipples are all white.

All pink and transparent...

I think they never get hard either.

Take it easy.

Everything alright, men?
Let's start then, open up.

Winston, JP speaking.

Pick up that phone, Winston.

We have something to take
care of, friend.

I know you're there.
Winston!

This was your last chance.

Can't you be careful, fatso!
-Not in the mood?

It's becoming harder and harder.
-Midlife crisis?

DD's a fucking bitch.

If I see that cunt tonight,
I'll rip her head off.

I told you so.
-Yeah, yeah.

Did you bring anything?

I thought you had quit.
-That's for me to decide.

This is strong! Where did you get it?
-From Joke.

Give me a light.

Do you want a puff, DD?

No, fuck off with those joints.

What?

Martijn, you pay the limo driver.
We're off.

That's alright.

Come on, grandpa.

Everything under control?

I've got a bad feeling about this.
-Did you check all the bouncers?

I double-checked everything.
They're all brothers.

Trust me, Winston.

I trust you.
You're the only one I trust.

Keep your hands to yourself,
asshole!

Who are you?
-I'm on the list.

You're on the list?
-Yes.

What's your name?
-Martijn Philips.

I arrived with Yoyo and DD,
come on.

I'm checking it for you,
ain't I?

I can go in.
-No, I'm looking for your name.

I have no Martijn Philips.
-You're just a bouncer, man.

Fuck off, I'm not dealing anymore.

Fuck off!

Lame joint!

How's it going?
-Ok.

I'm glad you came.
-Why?

It's only a matter of 4 grand.

It's only a matter of 4 grand.

But for some people that's a lot
of money.

What do you want?
-Let me in.

Douchebag.
-Douchebag?

Never let him in again.

Now fuck off.
Go piss off your buddies.

Idiot!

It was just a loan. Normally, Stanley
collects the money after the party.

It'll be there tomorrow.

I can get it tonight too.
I can do that.

How old are you, sweetie?

21.

And when did you piss yourself
for the last time?

When I was 5 or 6, why?

They say adults do it too.

When they go over their pain
threshold.

Is that so?

I'll give you a break.

If I get the money before the end
of the night...

we won't go over your
threshold.

It would be a waste of your
Versace pants.

Deal.

Can I get 6 beers?

Hello, have you got a six-pack
for me?

6 beers, please.

Karin, give me some cigarettes.

Look who we have here.

Boyfriend.

Where's your little blowjob
rabbit?

I miss her velvet little tongue.
Have you seen the video?

Jacqueline's got a photogenic
little cunt.

Jacqueline never did anything with you.
She told me everything.

Isn't that cute?
-Cut it out, man!

Make-up, make-up!

Did you bring it?
-What?

The single.

Wow, it looks good.

I don't see my name anywhere.
-The record company didn't want it.

Wasn't that the deal?

Publishing's a dirty business,
with lawyers and stuff.

They just didn't allow for your name
to be added.

You've ripped me off!

He never knew a thing.
-I'll cut his throat!

Give my regards to your little
blowjob rabbit.

See you!

DD, I need my money tonight.
You'll get your money tonight.

Someone from the record company is going
to bring 4000 guilders for you.

4000 guilders?
I'd get one third of the profit.

You loaned me 4000.
-Bitch!

Damn it!
-My make-up!

You're bleeding all over the place.

I'll call you back, bye.

The bleeding has stopped.

Rest a bit.

For easier breathing.

I'll clean it up.

That pill's hitting me...
-Isn't that nice?

I'm on in half an hour.
Get me something, Frans.

Sure, darling.

You're a real star now, aren't you?

Must feel good.
-I just hurt your ego.

You don't want me to be successful.
-Because you stole it all from me.

Don't be pathetic.
You're just jealous, loser.

Of course I don't like it.

Give me a last chance.
We can try again.

Do you still not get it, stupid?

Hey, come here.
I think you need something.

No, man.

It's good stuff.
-Fuck off, man.

Fuck off, I don't want anything.

Why not?
-Give me that phone.

It's urgent.

Jesus, they're beating him up.

That happens often.
He's probably illegal.

Illegal?
-Yes, an illegal dealer.

Did you have anything, by the way?
-Yes, a pill.

What kind?
-A dove.

A what?
-A dove!

Pay attention.

Look at this.

Hold on to them.

Don't take them all at once.

Drink to the gabber.

Fuck, that's the guy who fucked
my girlfriend.

Hello?
-Mum?

Jacqueline?

What time is it?

How are things between you and dad?

Much better.
The money helped him.

Good.

I love you, mum.
-I love you too, darling.

Sleep well.
Bye.

Hey, asshole!

Can I help you, gentlemen?

You have to keep your hands off
my woman, douchebag!

Thanks for the advice.
I'll think about it.

I'll tear you apart!

Finish junior school first, boys.

I want my money back.

Money?
I don't know anything about money.

I'd get a third of the profit.

God, you're wasted!

Where's DD?
-DD?

Where is she, bitch!

In Winston's office.

I know why Martijn left you.

You don't know how to give
a blowjob.

Where did you get that lighter?

What do you think, stupid bitch?

What are you doing?

You're just a little bouncer.

Just go home.

Take it easy, honey.
I'm only human.

You're not human
You're a fruitcake.

Without me, you'd be nothing.

You'll be in big trouble one day.

And then you'll find out you
never had any friends.

Are you alright, dude?

Get lost, nigger.

Bunch of fudge packers.

I have a bad feeling about this.
Did you check all the bouncers?

I double-checked everything.
They're all brothers.

Trust me, Winston.

Listen, check you later.
-Be careful.

Later.

Little rabbit, what a coincidence.

I was just talking to your boyfriend.
Exchanging experiences.

You must have money for me.
Pay up, little rabbit.

You never returned my calls.

We were getting lonely.

I lost your number.

Lost his number?

But you must remember the number
of the safe.

Or should I refresh your memory?

Open it.

Are you deaf?

Open it.

I'm counting to 3.

Fucker!

The safe...

I was getting beer there...
I can't even go to the fucking party...

because the asshole who owns this car,
hits me in the face.

And the rest.
-That's not what we agreed.

That's not what we agreed.
We agreed you'd call back.

And the rest?
-I'll help a bit.

Nice, isn't it?

Before you go,
I have a proposition.

Pay me!

Give that cunt her 4000
so she fucks off.

Fuck off!

A proposition...

I don't do business with people
who don't call back.

I left messages...

I know your number by heart.

But you never call back.

You have no respect.

I know your number by heart too, JP.
-Is that so, motherfucker?

Call it then!

Check out how you look.

I've got a dry mouth.
-Drink some water.

How many have you had?
-5, you?

3.
-Shall we share one more?

You're crazy.
I'm not a pill popper.

But I am.

Shall we go?
-Yes.

JP speaking.
-Winston here.

Winston who?
I don't know any Winston.

Winston Landgraaf.
-I heard you'd gone back to the jungle.

Why did you never call back?
-I was busy.

Too busy to return calls from
your friends?

What changed?
-A matter of respect.

You call me to show respect.
Just like that!

Yes, JP, respect!

It has nothing to do with the twin
barrels of justice...

staring down your motherfuckin'
eyes, nigger?

Not a Tarantino movie.

What did you do now, man?

Police?
There's been a murder.

Rotterdam? Amsterdam?
It's all wasted!

Hey, it's the blowjob rabbit!

Who are you?
-Jacqueline.

What are we?
-Together.

And what are we doing?
-Going home.

A golden handshake from Winston.

A golden handshake from JP.

My hero.

Hello, ladies.
-Hello.

Are you going to the city center?
-Yes.

Are you on foot?
-Yes.

Then you'd like a ride from these
two nice guys.

Are you going to the city centre,
girlies?

Yes.
-We have room for two.

Call me if you'll ever grow up.

That's gonna to be a hand job,
boys.

Tough luck, guys.
Better luck next time.

Didn't he use to be a DJ?

A pity those girls didn't come
along.

They were beautiful.

The bed makes the same sound
anyway.

Shall we have another line?

Wasted!