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* ALEC: Oh, that’s okay. Actually, I came to see you. I, uh, scored a sweet deal on some ham hocks. My buyer fell through on me. You want ‘em? JOSHUA: I don’t have any money. ALEC: Oh, that’s all right. (Tosses Joshua his backpack.) Take it as an “I’m sorry” for trying to kill you that one time. * ALEC: That’s it, Josh, that’s it. Come on. Get ready. Show me what you got. Show me what you got now. Beautiful! Beautiful! Hit it up on the left corner there. Left corner. Oh, it’s great, Josh. It looks great. Keep going. Show me what you got. Be one with the paint. * ALEC: These are the ones right here. Ooh--oh, Josh, these are great. Here we go. Here we go. Here we go. These are winners. These are winners. (He sticks the pages to the painting.) Look at that. Look at that. Huh? What do you got for me? What do you got for me? What do you got for me? I need some help. I need some help. I need some--help me! Help me! (Joshua tosses paint over the papers.) Boom! (Joshua roars with exhilaration. Alec sits back down at the desk.) ALEC: I got a headache. * ALEC: Look, Josh, you’re a great artist, apparently. But you’re also, to be frank, a dog-boy * JOSHUA: Gotta help Max! Gotta find virus bitch papers! * LOGAN: She doesn’t know what he does. MAX: What, she doesn’t see the blood on his shirts when she does the laundry? * ALEC: You know, but just, uh, tell her you lost the papers. Tell her, uh, I don’t know, tell her your dog ate ‘em. Tell her you ate ‘em * ALEC: Max will get over it, all right? You know why? Because underneath that--that sadomasochistic leather and that--that tough-girl image, she’s nothing but a big softie *