Perfectly imperfect

miércoles, 28 de septiembre de 2011

Cassie

Sid: How do you do it?
Cassie: What?
Sid: Come on, Cass. I mean you never eat anything. Your parents must notice or something. I dunno.
Cassie: I like you, Sid.
Sid: ...Okay.
Cassie: So, I'm going to show you.
[begins cutting up food]
Cassie: You have to do a lot of talking. I'm good at talking. You do that while you're cutting things up, a lot. And then, questions.
[lifts fork to her mouth, stops]
Cassie: Where's your student card?
Sid: Sorry?
Cassie: Your ID.
[resumes cutting up food]
Cassie: Have you got it?
Sid: No. I, uh, lost it somewhere, last week.
Cassie: Change the subject. This is great. I love these sausages. You should try one. Go on.
[puts a sausage on Sid's plate]
Cassie: Delicious.
Sid: Hang on, you didn't...
Cassie: You're not quite sure what I'm on about, but I keep distracting you. So, then, I up the ante.
[picks up Sid's plate of fries]
Cassie: Yum, I love this stuff.
[pushes a few fries onto her plate]
Cassie: Really delicious. You're really sure that I want some more, so I'll keep waving at you, until you stop looking at me.
[raises fork to mouth, stops]
Cassie: Where'd you lose it?
Sid: Sorry?
Cassie: Your ID. I mean, they won't let you use the library, will they?
[checks watch]
Cassie: God, I've got to go.
[starts clearing her plate, onto another one]
Cassie: So full. Gotta dash.
[gets up to leave]

Like a French movie

Mr Nobody: I've got nothing to say to you. I'm Mr. Nobody, a man who doesn't exist.
Jt: Do you remember what the world was like before telemerization? Quasi-immortality? What was it like when humans were mortals?
Mr Nobody: There were cars that polluted. We smoked cigarettes. We ate meat. We did everything we can't do in this dump and it was wonderful! Most of the time nothing happened... like a French movie.
Jt: And, um, sexually? Before sex became obsolete.
Mr Nobody: Ha, ha! We screwed! Everybody was always screwing. We fell in love... we fell in love