Nate:
[surprising her on the porch in front of the bar]
I was thinking we can make out?
Arlene:
What, on a porch? Not even in the bar, but in front of the entrance? Forget it.
Nate:
No, in my car!
[points to the parked cars in front of the bar]
Arlene:
What, out there? It's fucking 'Nam out there.
[heavy rain in the background]
Nate:
Not in my car, it's not.
[pause]
Nate:
Look, you won't get wet.
[puts up an umbrella]
Nate:
I promise you.
Arlene:
[grins]
You know, most guys wouldn't brag about that.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 08:06