I must admit, I forgot about this blogging platform.
But you can do it from across the room. I’d have to actually get up and do it.
For someone who likes to run so much, you are incredibly lazy.
Well then, call me uncultured and put a film on.
I’ve been calling you uncultured since we met.
There are no films here that interest me. Do it yourself.
Why not? Films are great. They’re not as boring as paintings.
Paintings are only boring to the uncultured.
It sounds like the films you’d watch, to me.
I don’t do much film viewing.
Oh, you know, the films with stupid titles like “Me Am Myself And Others” or something like that and it’s just one guy in a room for two hours.
That sounds completely stupid.
Oh, yeah, what was I thinking. You’re all arthouse-y and into the stuff that cost ten cents and a cup of coffee, right?
Oh, you don’t think I’d tell you my plans, do you? What am I, a Bond villain? Haven’t you ever seen Watchmen?
I don’t care for American cinema.
Ha ha… I will hurt you.
If you touch me, I will reduce you to a vegetative state for the next twenty years.
I believe the phrase is “Go fuck yourself.”
After you, my dear. [Laughs]