keep the light off.
oui. hard day at the office?
poor baby. can we make spoons?
i was looking at myself in the mirror.
i wish i had a pot.
a pot. a pot belly. pot bellies are sexy.
shut up, fatso! i don't have a pot! i have a bit of a tummy, like madonna when she did "lucky star," it's not the same thing.
the difference is huge.
no. pot bellies make a man look either oafish, or like a gorilla. but on a woman, a pot belly is very sexy. the rest of you is normal. normal face, normal legs, normal hips, normal ass, but with a big, perfectly round pot belly. if i had one, i'd wear a tee-shirt two sizes too small to accentuate it.
i don't give a damn what men find attractive. it's unfortunate what we find pleasing to the touch and pleasing to the eye is seldom the same.
you'd punch me in my belly?
i'd smother you. i'd drop it on your right on your face 'til you couldn't breathe.
yes!
yes, i did.
did everything go as planned?
i never listen to your fights. were you the winner?
are you still retiring?
what about the man you fought?
really?! he won't be fighting no more?!
so it all worked out in the finish?
we're in a lot of danger, aren't we?
if they find us, they'll kill us, won't they?
but they won't find us, will they?
do you still want me to go with you?
i don't want to be a burden or a nuisance -
say it!
forever?
do you love me?
butch? will you give me oral pleasure?
but you first.
butch my love, the adventure begins.
giving me oral pleasure?
don't call me retard.
shut up fuck head! i hate that mongoloid voice.
oh i like that, i like being called a tulip. tulip is much better than mongoloid.
butch?
where are we going to go?
so if we wanted, we could live in bora bora?
but i do not speak spanish.
what does that mean?
donde esta el zapataria?
que hora es?
what time is it?
butch.
forget it.
merde! you startled me. did you have a bad dream?
a motorcycle movie, i'm not sure the name.
in a way. why? would you like for me to switch it off?
what was it about?
no, imbecile, what was your dream about?
you just woke up from it.
well, let's look at the grumpy man in the morning. i didn't say you were lying, it's just odd you don't remember your dreams. i always remember mine. did you know you talk in your sleep?
you did last night.
i don't know. i couldn't understand you.
why don't you get up and we'll get some breakfast at that breakfast place with the pancakes.
satisfied?
then get up, lazy bones.
almost nine in the morning. what time does our train arrive?
i'm gonna order a big plate of blueberry pancakes with maple syrup, eggs over easy, and five sausages.
oh yes, that looks nice. to drink, a tall glass or orange juice and a black cup of coffee. after that, i'm going to have a slice of pie.
any time of the day is a good time for pie. blueberry pie to go with the pancakes. and on top, a thin slice of melted cheese –
it's there.
have you looked?
uhhh.  yes.  beside the table drawer –
yes, it was on your little kangaroo.
well it should be!
i believe so.
then i did.
no.
i'm sorry.
why does it mean that?
won't the gangsters be looking for you there?
i was so dreadful. i saw your watch, i thought i brought it. i'm so sorry.
don't go.
blueberry pie.
okay.
bye.
okay.
butch, i was so worried!
but what about all our bags?
is everything well? are we in danger?
where did you get this motorcycle?
what happened to my honda?
you're hurt?
you were gone so long, i started to think dreadful thoughts.
it was good –
no, they didn't have blueberry pancakes, i had to get buttermilk – are you sure you're okay?
butch, whose motorcycle is this?
whose chopper is this?
who's zed?