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The behavior of ducks and prostitutes
Ulises 2022-03-22 09:02:25
It's a shame for a man to become a duck. The male protagonist is the type of person who has good conditions but his mind is always having fun. The waitress is also the type who likes to live comfortably. Lazy, pretending to be pitiful, to get the conditions for survival, the irony is that their encounter will actually inspire love. I didn't expect this. I also saw the climax of the movie, but the ending is unexpectedly not perfect, although the protagonist is good , but still didn't get what he wanted to love. Maybe he wasted too much semen on other women, so others thought he was unreliable and unreliable. The toad at the end of the film is disgusting. The dress is really GAY, the mother is very good
Extended Reading
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Nikki: [after having scoped out the club and giving the audience the scoop on all the fine young things he spies that he's already slept with] But tonight I'm not looking for the tight skin of a 20-year old. I'm in need of assiduation and that changes the game.
[He spies Samantha]
Nikki: Ah... here we go. The jacket's Dolce, the jeans are by Helmut Lang and the complexion comes from a strict regimen of facials. I'm guessing she drives a Mercedes. By the way, there's only one pick-up line. Everything else is cheese.
[Following her and not longer speak to the audience]
Nikki: Hi. What's your name?
Samantha: [Continuing to walk towards the door] Samantha.
Nikki: Hi, Samantha. I'm Nikki.
Samantha: [Flattered, but shaking her head] I'm leaving.
Nikki: Really? Why?
Samantha: It's late.
Nikki: You're right. We should get going. So wait a second. You had dinner here? What'd you have?
Samantha: I had a salad.
Nikki: What kind of salad?
Samantha: A Greek salad.
Nikki: You had a Greek salad at a French restaurant? I like that. Oh. Valet, huh? I bet you're a bad driver. You want me to drive? I'll flip you for it. Here. Heads, I drive; tails, you drive. There it is.
Samantha: It's tails. You flipped it.
Nikki: Well, you always flip it. Don't be a sore loser.
Samantha: Look, you're cute and everything, but you're not coming home with me. Thank you.
[She gives her ticket to the valet attendant as they reach the sidewalk outside]
Nikki: You're gonna have to do better than that. "You're cute and everything"? What's is that?
Samantha: I was trying not to be rude.
Nikki: You're far from rude.
Samantha: Awww.
Nikki: I'll help you out. Tell me you're married.
Samantha: I am not married. That would be a lie.
Nikki: You're not. Tell me that you're madly in love with someone.
Samantha: That would also be a lie.
Nikki: Mm-hmm. Then tell me why I can't come home with you?
Nikki: [She laughs and he then the bends in for a kiss which she accepts. We see the valet bringing her car up. Cut to the two of them in her car. He the speaks to the audience again] Roll the windows down, turn the music up and make an ass of yourself. It puts them at ease.
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Nikki: [as he's preparing a meal] It doesn't matter if you can cook or not. Women grade on effort. It's almost better when the meal's a flop. It shows you're willing to make a fool of yourself. It's all about creating equity. Think of it as a point system. One for flowers, two for dinner, three for an orgasm. You need 26 points for them to trust you. And then you can go back to watching football.