thanks.
diane.
i'm going home.
it's where i live.
what?
do you find that this approach usually works, or, let me guess, you've never tried it before. in fact, you don't normally approach girls, am i right? the truth is that you're a quite, sensitive type but if i'm prepared to take a chance i might just get to know the inner you: witty, adventurous, passionate, loving, loyal, a little bit crazy, a little bit bad, but, hey, don't us girls just love that?
well, what's wrong, boy? cat got your tongue.
ssshh!
shut up.
right. you can't sleep here.
out.
no argument. you can sleep on the sofa in the living room, or go home. it's up to you.
and don't make any noise.
i don't see why not.
holding hands?
in that case you can do it. you were quite happy to do a lot more last night.
calm down. you're not going to jail.
can i see you again?
if you don't see me again i'll tell the police.
hello there, mark.
'oh, you've got green eyes, oh, you've got red eyes, and i've never met anyone quite like you before.'
are you clean?
is that a promise, then?
calm down, i'm just asking. is that hash i can smell?
i wouldn't mind a bit, if it is.
smells like it.
too young for what?
you're not getting any younger, mark. the world is changing, music is changing, even drugs are changing. you can't stay in here all day dreaming about heroin and ziggy pop.
whatever. i mean, the guy's dead anyway.
the point is, you've got to find something new.
unless you get caught.
so why have you told me about it?
i've got a boyfriend, mark.
that's right: 'going steady' for four weeks now.
sixteen next month.
what do you think -- i should be carrying a torch for you?
well, he's young and he's healthy.