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: It's when you start doing things for free, that you start to grow wings. Isn't that right, Mike. Mike Waters
: What? Scott Favor
: Wings, Michael. You grow wings, and become a fairy.
: I never thought I could be a real model, you know fashion-shit, cause I'm better at full body stuff It.8 okay so long as the photographer doesn't come on to you and expect something for no pay I'm trying to make a living, you know, and I like to be professional 'Course if the guy wants to pay me, then shit-yeah. Here I am for him. I'll sell my ass, I do it on the street all the time for cash. And I'll be on the cover of a book. It's when you start doing it for free that you start to grow wings, Right, Mike?
: Scott. When you inherit your fortune, on your twenty-first birthday, let's see... how far away is this? Scott Favor
: One week away, Bob, just one more week. Bob Pigeon
: Let's not call ourselves robbers, but Diana's foresters. Gentlemen of the shade. Minions of the Moon. Men of good government. Scott Favor
: [under his breath
] When I turn twenty-one, 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 fuck-up like me turns good than if I had been a good son all along. All the past years I will think of as one big vacation. At least it wasn't as boring as schoolwork. All my bad behavior I'm going to throw away to pay my debt. I will change when everybody expects it the least.
: I only have sex with a guy for money. Mike Waters
: Yeah, I know. Scott Favor
: And two guys can't love each other. Mike Waters
: Yeah. Mike Waters
: 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... I love you, and... you don't pay me. Scott Favor
: Mike... Mike Waters
: I really wanna kiss you, man... Well goodnight, man... I love you though... You know that... I do love you.
: Why, you wouldn't even look at a clock unless hours were lines of coke, dials looked like the signs of gay bars, or time itself was a fair hustler in black leather.
: Getting away from everything feels good. Mike Waters
: Yeah, it does. Scott Favor
: When I left home, the maid asked me where I was off to. I said "Wherever. Whatever. Have a nice day." Mike Waters
: You had a maid. If I had a normal family, and a good up-bringing, then I would have been a well-adjusted person. Scott Favor
: It depends on what you call normal. Mike Waters
: Yeah, it does. Well, you know. Normal. Like a mom and a dad and a dog, and shit like that. Normal. Normal. Scott Favor
: So, you didn't have a normal dog? Mike Waters
: No, I didn't have a dog. Scott Favor
: Didn't... or... didn't have a normal dad? Mike Waters
: Didn't have a dog or a normal dad anyway, yeah. 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.
: When you wake up, wipe the slugs off your face. Be ready for a new day!
: [in a coffee shop
] How'd we get home? Scott Favor
: 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. Mike Waters
: For some reason I'm forgetting a German guy named Hans. Scott Favor
: Well. You were sleeping. Mike Waters
: How much do you make off me while I'm sleeping? Scott Favor
: Just a ride, Mike. I don't make anything. What, you think that I sell your body while you are asleep? Mike Waters
: Yeah. Scott Favor
: [Scott stirs his coffee
] No, Mike. I'm on your side.
: But how could you see green if it was so dark you could not see your own hand?
: Look Mike, sandwiches!