Carol: It's good, isn't it? I always try to save a couple of the marshmallows till the very end... but I never make it. I always end up with... a bunch of flake things and pink milk. My mind wanders.
Andrew: So, Tim... How long have you been working at Medieval Times?
Tim: Three years. B-But I've only been a knight for two. You have to pay your dues. I worked in the stables and helped in the kitchen.
Carol: When I started, he was making the coleslaw. It hasn't been the same since you got knighted.
Tim: But I really just stirred it.
Carol: Don't be modest. Mr. Modesty won the joust last night.
Andrew: Congratulations.
Tim: It's not that big a deal. It's fixed.
Andrew: What was it that happened to you in high school? You had a thing. I forgot what it was.
Mark: He got the shit kicked out of him.
Carol: No, he didn't.
Mark: How do you know? He got the shit kicked out of him by Tyrell Freedmen.
Tim: He only chipped one tooth. So, uh, w-what are you up to now, Mark? You're digging graves?
Carol: Mark's getting into real estate. Tim can speak Klingon.
Andrew: What?
Tim: No, I can't.
Mark: What the fuck is Klingon?
Andrew: Like the Star Trek guys?
Carol: Yeah, he can speak their language.
Tim: No, she's kidding.
Carol: No, I'm not. Why are you being shy?
Mark: Yeah, don't be shy, Tim.
Tim: It's just... It's made-up. This guy who plays the wizard at work is a Trekkie. I don't...
Carol: Don't be shy. Tell them what you said to me last night.
Tim: No.
Mark: Say what you said to her last night.
Mark: You gotta be kidding me.
Carol: It means, "I like to mate after battle."
Tim: That's not what I said.
Carol: Yeah.
Tim: No. No. That wasn't the one I said. This one means, "Kill Kirk"... and also "Hallelujah," depending on the context.
Mark: You must have got it confused with, uh...
Carol: Honey, that is good.
Mark: You know what that means, Tim? Well, I do. It means, "Get the fuck out of my house... before I chop your fucking head off."
Carol: Mark, he's a knight.
Mark: He's just a fast-food knight.
Tim: I should get going. Thanks, uh, for the cereal. I had a lovely evening. By the way, it says "balls" on your face.
Mark: Asshole!
Carol: My mom did it.
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