The Betrayal

So, Elaine, are you gonna sleep with me or what?

I'm too tired to even vomit at the thought.

I'm sure she'll come around.

You can stuff your sorries in a sack.

You know, I didn't go to the bathroom the entire time we were in India.

And I gotta tell you, it was very mechanical.

You can stuff your sorries in a sack, mister.

I don't know what that means.

And by the way, you can take off those boots. Everyone knows you're 5'6".

5'8". 5'7". See?

That's got to hurt. I don't care where you're from.

Oh, hello, tetanus.

No, no, no. I can walk it off. It's 120 degrees in here. I'll sweat it out.

Are those Timberlands... painted black?

You can stuff your sorries in a sack, mister.

Where'd you get that one? It's an expression.

That doesn't punish me. It punishes Elaine. And cruelly, I might add.

Thank you, FDR.

I win, I don't drop dead and I get 100 percent anti-drop-dead protection. Forever.

What, you want my kidney?

You know you're not supposed to drink while you're keeping a secret.

Pinter? He used to be called Peter.

Jugdish.

What if I got my nose pierced? That would be pretty freaky.

Good night, Jugdish.

I saw the same shooting star and I double-wished you to drop dead.

All right, I'm triple-wishing. Yeah, fair enough. I'm quadruple-wishing.

I think it's the stench of death.

I mean, not even Pinter's parents and they're Indian.

Come on, Sue Ellen, you don't wear a bra... you're tall. We hate each other.

With whom there are no secrets. Like this... since fourth grade. Didn't I beat you up in fourth grade?

You already told me everything. Okey-dokey.

You know he's a postman, don't you?

Spite never sleeps. Especially when you got a layover in Sarajevo.

Why do you keep saying Nina? I don't know. Nina. Nina.

They're meaningless.

Your invitation must have gotten lost in the mail.

Oh, my God, this drawer is filled with Froot Loops. So what? And milk.

You know, it's the only country that still has the plague. I mean, the plague. Please.

If I had to go to India, I wouldn't go to the bathroom the entire trip. That's fantastic.

I know. No awkward pauses. Probably the reason we never fooled around. Yeah. Probably the reason.

That's just a silly superstition.

So you think it's a non-vite. It's an un-vitation.

Hey, are you getting taller? Timberlands.

How engrossing? If we had a problem with Elaine... we could bring in Nina and not lose a step.

I can't have a drop-down. We're eye to eye. I can't go eye to chin.

5'8". 5'7".

Yeah, you stuff your sorries in a sack, mister.

Good night, Jugdish.