“—…….are ya gonna tell me? ‘Er am I gonna have ta beg? Cause ya’ll ain’ exacl’y helpin’ me righ’ now.”
– “I like you, aigh’t? Hell, maybe I like you too much - maybe that’s why I’m trippin’ balls over words an’ keep fuckin’ up. I’m angry ‘cause you’re just teasin’ me an’ messin’ up with my feelin’s even more than before an’ claim that I don’t like you when ’t’s the exact other way 'round. But it all has … so little importance. It ain’t matter 'cause it just doesn’t. ’t’s all stupid an’ useless an’ you’re gonna pretend it never happened.”
