OLIVER:- Jordana!
Jordana!
It is you.
I didn't think it'd be you. I...
I thought it'd be like a film
where the girl turns round and it's not the...
You've got a new dog. You're allergic.
JORDANA:- Oliver.
OLIVER:- Where's your boyfriend?
JORDANA:- He's not my boyfriend
OLIVER:- Your skin's looking bad, terrible.
It's probably the dog.
JORDANA:- I don't care about my fucking skin.
OLIVER:- Why on earth did you get a new dog?
JORDANA:- Because I like dogs, OK?
Why are you such a total dick?
OLIVER:- I don't know.
I was crying earlier. My eyes are probably red.
JORDANA:- They look fine.
OLIVER:- No, well, maybe they don't go red when I cry.
It happens to some.
JORDANA:- You were horrible to me.
OLIVER:- I know. I made a mistake.
I made a mistake.
JORDANA:- What do you want me to say?
OLIVER:- Ask me how deep the ocean is.
JORDANA:- Shut up.
OLIVER:- Go on, just ask me
JORDANA:- Why?
OLIVER:- Because I know the answer.
JORDANA:- Oh, do you?
OLIVER:- Yeah. I do.
JORDANA:- How deep?
OLIVER:- I'm not going to say.
JORDANA:- I'm broken-hearted.
OLIVER:- The ocean is six miles deep.
JORDANA:- Good.
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