****, Uh.., You know what? I'm trying to find them. Just hang on, Yeah? [keeps finding it]
You want a drink?
No, I'm fine. [the Italian whisper to the other drunkard about them and they laugh.; Beth and Whitney get impatient.]
Hey, you know what? It's okay because, we can just get in at the club, when we go to Prag---
No stay. I find them, okay? [Whitney shakes off his hand.]
You smell nice.
Look, We gotta go. Lorna's Waiting.
Whitney Yeah, We have our friend.
You have friend?
Yeah.
One, two, three, perfetto. Otherwise, We have to take turns, huh?
You know, We're gonna go. So never mind.
Where you go? I knew you were a tease, you **** ****.
What the **** did you call me?!
I called you stupid **** American ****!
**** you!
Beth, Beth! come on!
You know what? [Beth storms off and Whitney follows her.; yelling to Beth] The train to **** Prague is long, you bitch! We'll come see you!
