Untitled 27

Scene I
How much for a bag?
20
Okay, be there in 25
let's go around the back
Why? Nobody's here
Nah man, better in the back
Ok?
Got the stash?
Yeah, got the cash?
Let's have a look
It's some real good shit
As long as it gets me high
If you need more, let us know
Us?
I mean me
Aah, thought you were schizophrenic
*giggles*
I am a wha....schizo?
It's a mental disorder
You calling me crazy, boyo?
Nah man, it was a joke
You telling me I am a joke?
WTF, man. A joke. Dammit.
That's what I said, fool
*Thinks about Mr. T, but shuts up*
Forget it, I need to get home
Yeah, you better get your sorry arse back
No need to be like that, dawg
*Wonders why he said Dawg*
Here's the stash, put it in.
Nice doing business with you
Adios

Scene II

Dude, did you get it?
It? Go on say it out loud
You know what I mean
Nah, don't have a clue
Stop fucking around and make a joint
Aah, you mean, did I get the weed?
Yes, now get on with it
Wait, I need to take a shower
Okay, i'll roll it, now hand it over
Go on, ask nicely
Please hand it over, retard
Shit, not a mental disorder joke again
What?
Nothing
No, what?
Something happened earlier
You fucked a retard?
How did you get that from the conversation?
You're always fucking people with disabilities
Umm, that was one time
I didn't know about her leg
You've got a strange fetish
Fuck you. One fucking time
Ha ha, did she keep it on?
On?
Yeah, was the leg on when you did it?
I am not answering that
Come on, don't be shy
I have to go for a bath

Scene III

What's on the telly?
Same ol shit
Got any movies?
Yeah, check the list
Seen it
Seen it
Seen it
Shit
Nice, but seen it
Crap
Crap
Crap
Aah, maybe
Nah, shit
What language is this one in?
French
Can't be bothered to read subtitles
I am in the mood for something mind fucking
Stanley Kubrick movie?
Nah, seen most of em
Fight Club?
Seen it, but wouldn't mind watching it again
*Man, I see in fight club the strongest and smartest men who've ever lived. I see all this potential, and I see squandering. God damn it, an entire generation pumping gas, waiting tables; slaves with white collars. Advertising has us chasing cars and clothes, working jobs we hate so we can buy shit we don't need. We're the middle children of history, man. No purpose or place. We have no Great War. No Great Depression. Our Great War's a spiritual war... our Great Depression is our lives. We've all been raised on television to believe that one day we'd all be millionaires, and movie gods, and rock stars. But we won't. And we're slowly learning that fact. And we're very, very pissed off.*
Fuck, I love this movie
Pass me the doobie
Can you do rings?
Nah, can you?
Nah, tried but failed
We should start our own Fight Club
That would be awesome
I'd be Tyler Durden
Nah, you are Bob
Fuck off
Ha Ha, okay you are Tyler
And you are?
Call me Narrator.