a spooky movie. just what this place needs tonight.
sure. your friend want one?
i say let loverboy watch his movie. and be grateful boone's not cutting shirley temple's lawn.
sounds screwy to me. i can't imagine a real artist wanting to spend time looking at that kisser.
i bet this is just some fruit pretending to be famous. so he can get in the big guy's pants.
just thinking out loud.
all right, then. he's interested in you for your conversation. we know what a great talker you are.
not anymore you don't. doll.
this looks corny.
these old movies are such a hoot. they thought they were being scary, but they're just funny.
funny is funny and scary is scary. you don't mix them.
all right! you don't want him.
weird movie. weird, weird, weird.
weird.
what's to be jealous of?
not so famous any of us have ever heard of him.
it means it's too cold to go swimming. and i don't mean the water.
yeah, and i'm never going to smoke another cigarette.
do you realize you're more interested in this old goober than you ever were in me?
it never crossed your mind?
all the old men i know think about nothing but sex.
you picked up that girl right in front of me.
it still hurt. a lot.
no, i'm actually kind of glad it happened. it made me wonder what the hell i was doing with my life. letting you pull me into bed whenever the spirit moved you.
sure. i loved it.
you know, i just can't do that anymore. i still have time to get things right. get married again --
the look on your face! you're not marriage material. you're not even boyfriend material. you're a kid. a big, fun, slightly irresponsible kid.
what are you then? what will you be ten years from now? still cutting lawns? still banging horny divorcees in your trailer?
sure you're free, for now at least. but how long before you're just alone? pathetic and alone.
is that all this conversation means to you? am i going to put out or not?
from here on out, boone, you're just another tired old face on the other side of the bar.