Go on, go somewhere else. Leave.
One beer with you…
-Let me talk to her now. -You already met her. Go away!
-Kisses, beautiful! -Go on, leave.
Little bastard!
Come on, you bastard!
Suck it! Suck it!
Fuck! Let go of me, man!
-You're light, now. -Monster!
Not too bad.
Fuck off, bastard!
What do you say about us moving to London?
-London? -Well…
You wanna move there because of her?
Yes, Rebecca has her job there. It would be difficult for her here.
And how's that my problem? What am I going to do in London?
You could go back to school, man.
Right. I don't want to go back to school.
Our life is here. Our friends are here.
London? Can you? I don't think so.
I wanna be with her, but I also want you to come with me.
Why? So I can hear you fuck through the wall?
Fabio, man! Cut the crap, okay?
What? You're blind and crazy.
Can't you see? She loves me. Cut the crap.
No, you're the one not seeing how much of a dick you are.
-Come with me to London! -You're a dick.
I'm not going, I'm staying here!
Who's gonna pay for your fucking rent and your fucking food?
-I don't know. -You don't know?
-That's how you talk to me? -You go!
If you want to go to London, you go! I'm not going!
-You can't stay here on your own. -I'm not going. Are you threatening me?
I'm not going. If you want to go, you go.
Do you think that's fucking fair?
Yes.
Go fuck yourself, man!
Hello?
Yes, who's speaking?