Uh, roy?
Yes deutch?
Its about my hats.
What about them? I mean, they bring something out in me. i...
I dont want that something, I want my hats back.
Why just... were supposed to be friends... people who like each other want to see each others lives enriched in some way...
You were seen last night in a restaurant havingdinnerwith one of my hats.
Its a small thing.
You know...
When I say youre a pork chop you best believe youre a pork chop.
P-o-r-k
C-h-o-p.
When a fella comes a callin and youre waiting there til morning...
Hes a pork chop.
Pork chop.
When hes whistlin his romances, and hes making other glances...
Hes a pork chop.
Pork chop.
Hes a running and a dancing while he paints the town a special blue.
Teaching roller skating to the missing farm, thats the way he do.
So I care about things.
He can play mysterioso and everybody knows so.
Hes a pork chop.
Pork chop.
Gonna leave me at the altar reading comic books by faulkner.
Hes a pork chop.
Pork chop.
Hes dragging his ass round, promises he said hed do
And I knew
Hed be ringin me this evening so suprised to hear me screaming "youre a pork chop!
Pork chop!"
I take issue.
You should try faulkner.
I should what!?
Try faulkner.
...soundsdirty.
Look. the thing is this: I am a doer.
Huh!
There are doers and there are donters.
Yes, yes...
I may not be there for you, but I am doing things.
Yes... uh huh...
Thats a responsible person, a caring person, not what you say, a jambone de pork, whatever..
Wha... wait a second. just wait a second...
*muffled argument*
I try to tell my feelings, and hes looking at the ceiling.
Hes a pork chop.
Pork chop.
On and on about abuses, and hes sitting being useless.
Hes a pork chop.
(thats for sure!)
Hes dragging his ass round, promises he said hed do
And I knew
Hed be ringin me this evening so suprised to hear me screaming "youre a pork chop!
Pork chop!"
I am suprised! I dont know why...
*more obscured arguing to end*
