[trying to find some drinks]
****, Uh.., You know what? I'm trying to find them. Just hang on, Yeah? [keeps finding it]
[to Beth]
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.]
[to the Italian]
Hey, you know what? It's okay because, we can just get in at the club, when we go to Prag---
[Riccardo grabs Whitney's arm.]
No stay. I find them, okay? [Whitney shakes off his hand.]
[The Italian smells Beth.]
You smell nice.
[Beth and Whitney get very impatient.] [whimpering.]
Look, We gotta go. Lorna's Waiting.
Whitney Yeah, We have our friend.
[to Whitney.]
You have friend?
Yeah.
One, two, three, perfetto. Otherwise, We have to take turns, huh?
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!
[Whitney grabs Beth]
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!
