Jun 04, 2007 04:21
Michael: Hello sports fans.
Brian: I'm coming to get you.
Michael: It's ok, I'm having a really good time. She's really, really nice.
Brian: She's really nice.. Do you think she and her friends would be really nice if they knew the little charades you were playing? They'd probably tie you to a fence and bash your brains in.
Michael: They're not like that.
Brian: There not like that huh? Listen to me Mikey. Are you listening?
Michael: Yeah, I'm listening.
Brian: There is only two kinds of straight people in this world. The ones that hate you to your face and the ones that hate you behind your back. Now, get the fuck out of there...because I need you.
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Justin: Dirty Dancing. That's a really old movie.
Brian: What?
Justin: I said; That's a really old movie.
Brian: It's not that old.
Justin: How old are you?
Ted: Oh oh.
Brian: How old do you think I am?
Justin: *shrugs* 33?
Ted & Em: *laughter*
Brian: Fuck. You.
Michael: He's 29.
Brian: And fuck you. What did you tell him for?!
Michael: Fair's fair.
Ted: And we all know what that means. In two months you'll be thirty. You might as well be dead.
Brian: Hmm, well, you oughta know. You already are.
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Brian: Hey! Hey! I just left a complete stranger alone in my apartment to come talk to you. So, don't run away from me. We need to get something straight.
Justin: You don't do boyfriends.
Biran: Mikey's been talking to you.
Justin: You'll fuck anyone. He's ugly. You don't even know him and I--I really--
Brian: Justin. I've had you. What happened last night was for fun. You wanted me and I wanted you. That's all it was.
Justin: A fuck?
Brian: What did you think it was?
Justin: ---
Brian: Look, I don't believe in love. I believe in fucking. It's honest, it's efficient, you get in and out with the maximum pleasure and a minimum of bullshit. Love is something straight people tell themselves their in so they can get laid and then they end up hurting eachother because it was all based on lies to begin with. If that's what you want then go and find yourself a pretty little girl and get married.
Justin: That's not what I want. I want you.
Brian: You can't have me. I'm too old--You're too young for me. You're seventeen. I'm twenty-eight.
Justin: Twenty-nine..
Brian: Alright, twenty-nine. All the more reason. Now go do your homework.