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CHAD. Ooh.
RANDY. He did. Asked me to "please leave." He's small as she is. What?
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CHAD. That's just -- pretty bad.
RANDY. Yup.
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CHAD. And sad.
RANDY. Yup.
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CHAD. So ... I guess you win.
RANDY. Yup!
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CHAD. That right there might make you the big winner of all time!
RANDY. Yup!
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CHAD. "Baddest-date-guy" of all time!
RANDY. Yup!
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CHAD. Congratulations!
RANDY. Thank you!
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CHAd. So what do you pick tomorrow?
RANDY. Bowlin'. Supper at the Snowmobile Club. Coupla beers at the Moose Paddy. Hang out.
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CHAD. I don't know. Just sometimes ... I don't know why I bother goin' "out." I don't like it, Randy. I hate it. I hate goin' out on these dates. I mean, why do I wanna spend my Friday night with some girl I might maybe like, when I could be spendin' it hangin' out with someone I know I like, like you, you know?
RANDY. Yeah.
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CHAD. I mean ... that was rough tonight. In the mddle of Sally tellin' me how she didn't like the way I smelled ... I got real sad,>
RANDY. Yeah.
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CHAD. and all I could think about was how not much in this world makes me feel god or makes much sense anymore, and I got really scared, 'cause there's gotta be something that makes you feel good or at least makes sense in this world, or what's the point, right? But then I kinda came out of bein' sad, and actually felt okay, 'cause I realized that there is one thing in this world that makes me feel really good and that does make sense and it's you.
- RANDY. Well I'm gonna head.
- >CHAD. Yeah.<
- I gotta work in the mornin' ...
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CHAD. Well, I'm just supervisin' first shift at the mill, so I can pick you up anytime after three --
RANDY. Oh, I don't know, Chad: Me and Lendall, we got a long day tomorrow -- we're still catchin' up, fixin' roofs from all the snow in December, // gotta do Marvalyn and Eric's, and --
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