Two cars, one night

Two cars, one night


That girl’s looking at us. Having a good jack? Hey, don’t look over here Your ugly face might damage my paintwork Hey, ugly! Oi, ugly!
Hey, girl! Hey, ugly girl. Hey, ugly. Ugly!
Ugly! Hey, dick, I mean, hey, boy! Hey! Look over here. Hey, come on, man! I got something to show you. It’s choice-as. What is it? This!
Sucker! sucker-lucker! Grow up, you baby. sucker-lucker! Kia Ora. Tēnā kōrua. Do you know why I pulled you over, miss? – Probably can’t even drive anyway.
– As if you can, egg. Yes. I’m driving us home. – Whatever
– Yes, I am allowed. doubt it. True, man, because our olds
will be wasted. Hey, Ed. Eddie. Hey Ed
I’m driving us home, eh bro. – No.
– Eh, you don’t know. Well, he doesn’t know. – So, what’s your handle, girl?
– Polly. Polly? Eh, that’s a flash name.
Are you rich or something? – No, what’s yours then?
– Romeo. Shut up! It’s not funny. And who is that? Juliet? No, that’s my brother, Eddy boy.
He’s a gay. – What?
– Hey bro, you’re one of them gays, eh? – Probably.
– Yeah, see? He’s a gay. He likes boys. Hey, bro, who’s your favorite boy?
Johnny Depp? Yeah. Johnny Depp’s a gay too.
Bet you don’t know any gays – Yes, my aunt is a gay.
– Eh, whatever. Yes, she has a girlfriend. Bet you know any boy gays, like me. No. Yeah, see, I do.
And he’s brainy-as. He’s going to be rich man when he grows up. – Hey Ed, you’re going to be a lawyer, eh?
– Yeah You’re allowed to be gay, when you’re lawyer, eh? Hey, eh, eh bro, it should be alright, eh bro? That be sweet-as. – How old are you then?
– Sixteen. – As if?
– Say it, I’m sixteen, eh bro? – He’s nine.
– No, I’m sixteen, eh, remember? Shut up, man, I’m reading. Yeah, he’s reading, he’s brainy alright. Hey, bro, what are you reading? A book eh?
What’s it about, bro? – “Crazy Horse”.
– Che, Crazy Horses. Neat alright. – How old are you then?
– Twelve. Twelve? Che, too much, girl, too much. – What’s that?
– It’s my ring. – Give us a look?
– No, you may steal it. No, man, I won’t,
just want to see it. – Okay, but you better not nick it.
– Relax man, I won’t. Far! These are diamonds or something? – Yes.
– How come you got it? Hey, you are rich. – Man, I wish I had one of these.
– What would you do with it? – Um, I don’t know. Keep it.
– Bull, you’ll sell it. No man, I’d keep this. – You wouldn’t sell it?
– Nope. Why not? Because then I wouldn’t have a diamond ring. – Well, I guess this is it.
– Yeah, guess so. – Don’t you want it?
– No, you can have it. Really? Can I have it?
What for? – So you’ll remember me.
– aww! a diamond ring. – It’s only plastic.
– I know. – And we’re not getting married.
– I know. – Probably I’ll see you later.
– Yeah, probably.