Jim:
Did I do something wrong?
Barbara:
No. Just hand me a towel.
Jim:
Are you sure?
Barbara:
Yes, Jim. I'm positive.
Jim:
You're not real happy, OK. So whatever I did, I'm sorry.
Barbara:
I shouldn't blame you. You'll be all right when you grow up.
Jim:
What do you mean, "grow up?"
Barbara:
Just what I said. Mentally.
Jim:
Most of this stuff, I buy off the Internet. Like this is a whip. Well, it's not really a whip. It just makes a lot of noise. So when you snap it...
[
Jim snaps whip]
Barbara:
Whoa! OK.
Jim:
Yeah, it's kind of loud.
Barbara:
That could put an eye out.
Jim:
Hi, Barbara.
Barbara:
No talking tonight, Jim.
Jim:
Great.
Barbara:
It's my surprise, remember? Tonight, you're going to be a fly on the wall.
Jim:
OK.
Barbara:
Maybe see something you've never seen before. Remember when you said you can tie yourself up?
[
She tosses him some rope]
Barbara:
Work your magic.
Barbara:
This is just getting too complicated. Way too dangerous. Why'd you have to fuck everything up, Jim?
Jim:
I didn't mean to. I just needed to see you.
Barbara:
That's just it. You're too attached. That's not not gonna work.
Jim:
Yeah, it'll work. We just have to be more careful.
Barbara:
I told you not to need me so much, Jim.
Jim:
You're the only person that's ever cared for me.
Barbara:
You never let them. You need me because I'm nice and easy and safe. I come over, I do things, and you pay me. I'm like a can of peas to you, Jim. You open me up, and it's the same thing every time. No disappointment, no hurt, right?
Jim:
No hurt. Then why am I hurting so bad right now?
Barbara:
Welcome to the club. That's the price of admission. Life hurts.
Barbara:
Did you enjoy what you saw?
Jim:
Yeah, it was great. But seeing you happy kind of made me jealous.
Barbara:
Jim, simple. Remember?
Jim:
Simple is good, right?
Barbara:
I need $200 for tonight.
Jim:
$200?
Barbara:
Yeah.
Jim:
I didn't even get to participate.
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