I am so lucky, i was born on April 4th 1944, that's 4.4.44, if you add that up it comes to 16: 1-6, one plus six is seven: luckiest number of all.
You know your math.
It's more than math, Mike, it's... immaculate perfection!
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I am so lucky, i was born on April 4th 1944, that's 4.4.44, if you add that up it comes to 16: 1-6, one plus six is seven: luckiest number of all.
You know your math.
It's more than math, Mike, it's... immaculate perfection!
How'd we get home?
That German guy. Hans. He brought you downtown, you were passed out. He said he was heading to Portland, so I asked him for a ride.
For some reason I'm forgetting a German guy named Hans.
Well. You were sleeping.
How much do you make off me while I'm sleeping?
Just a ride, Mike. I don't make anything. What, you think that I sell your body while you are asleep?
Yeah.
No, Mike. I'm on your side.
If I had a normal family, and a good upbringing, then I would have been a well-adjusted person.
Yeah, it does. Well, you know, normal, like, like a mom and a dad and a dog and shit like that. Normal...normal.
So you didn't have a normal dog?
No, I didn't have a dog.
Didn't have a... a normal dad?
Didn't have a dog or a, or a, or a normal dad. anyway, that's alright. I don't feel sorry for myself, I mean, I feel like I'm, I feel like I'm, you know, well-adjusted.
I don't know. [pauses] I'd like to talk with you. I mean I'd like to, uh, really talk with you. I mean we're talking right now, but, you know. I don't know. I don't feel like I can be... I don't feel like I can be close to you. I mean we're close, you know, right now we're close, but, I mean, you know...
How close, I mean...
I don't know, whatever.
What?
What do you mean to me? Mike, you're my best friend.
I know, man, I know... I know... I know I'm your friend. We're good friends, and it's good to be, you know, good friends. That's a good thing.
So...?
So I just...
Yeah, I know...
And two guys can't love each other.
Mike Waters - Yeah. [pauses] Well, I don't know, I mean, I mean for me, I could love someone even if I, you know, wasn't paid for it. [pauses] I love you, and... you don't pay me.
Mike....
I really wanna kiss you man.
Alright, come here, Mike.
That guy. He was your real dad, Mike.
Don't **** me in the head anymore man! I know the **** truth! I know who my **** real dad is!
Who?... Who?
Dick, you. Richard, you're my dad. I know that.
You know too much.
It's when you start doing things for free, that you start to grow wings. Isn't that right, Mike.
What?
Wings, Michael. You grow wings, and become a fairy.
Hey Mike, stay here and when you wake up come back into town and I'll be waiting for you. You'll be safer here in this comfy neighbourhood than in a city. I grew up in a neighborhood like this. With my dad. He has more **** righteous gall than all the property and people he lords over. And those he also created. like me his son, but I almost get sick thinking that I am a son to him. You know you have to be as good as him to keep up, you have to be able to lift as big a weight, you have to be able to throw that weight as far. Or make as much money. Or be as heartless. To hold your ground. My dad doesn't realize I'm just a kid. He thinks I'm a threat.
I always know where I am by the way the road looks. Like, I just know that I've been here before, I just know that I've been stuck here like this one **** time before, you know that? yeah.
I never thought I could make it as a real model, you know fashion-orientated modelling, 'cause I'm better at full body poses. It's alright so long as the photographer doesn't come on to you and expect something for nothing. I'm trying to make a living. I like to have a professional attitude. 'Course if the guy wants to pay me, then hell - yeah. Here I am for him. I'll sell my ass, I do it on the street occasionally for cash. Or I'll be on the cover of a book. It's when you start doing things for free that you start to grow wings. Isn't that right, Mike?
I'm a connoisseur of roads. I've been tasting roads my whole life. This road will never end. It probably goes all around the world.
There's not another road anywhere that looks like this road, I mean exactly like this road. It's one kind of place, one of a kind. Like someone's face. Like a ****-up face.
This chick's living in a new car ad.
This is a nice home. Do you live here?... I don't blame you.
When I left home the maid asked me where I was off to, I said 'Wherever, whatever, have a nice day.'
When I turn 21, I don't want any more of this life. My mother and father will be surprised at the incredible change. It will impress them more when such a ****-up like me turns good than if I had been a good son all along. All my bad behavior I'm going to throw away to pay my debt. I will change when everybody expects it the least.
When you wake up, wipe the slugs off your face. Be ready for a new day.