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My name is Karin and I'm a Swedish scatterbrain with a burning passion for art, strange animals, fantasy books and heavy metal.
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Annie: George…
George: We’ve been having a house meeting.
Mitchell: You’re having a house meeting? Why wasn’t I invited?
Annie: Well, if you were ever here, then we would have invited you.
Mitchell: Hang on a minute…
George: You’re not pulling your weight around this place.
Mitchell: What’s that supposed to mean?
George: You don’t buy any good, you never hoover. I don’t even think you know what a pair of Marigolds are.
Mitchell: I don’t do Marigolds.
George: Oh, and I do?
Annie: OK. Do you know what? I think that we’ve all just lost sight of each other a bit. We need to team-build, we need to bond.
George: But I’m not going paintalling, not again. Not after last time.
a We need to talk. So… George, you start.
George: Are you OK?
Mitchell: I’ve been better. You?
George: Likewise.
Mitchell: We should go out one night and just get hammered.
George: Yeah, that’s a good idea.
Annie: That’s it? That’s how you share?
George: What more is there to say?
Mitchell: Yeah, he’s feeling a bit down, which is pretty understandable. And I’m kind of stressed. We don’t need to turn this into an episode of Oprah.
George: File it under, “Have Discussed.”
Mitchell: You want to watch The Real Hustle?
George: Oh, I’d really like that. Women - you think you’re such authorities, like the way you deal with emotions is the only way.
Mitchell: It’s not on.
George: Yeah, it is. It’s on at 10.30.
Mitchell: No, they’ve moved it.
George: No, you’re kidding me?
Mitchell: Oh, I don’t believe it.
George: No, I was looking forward to that.
Mitchell: (starting to yell/get mad) 10:30, Thursday! That’s Real Hustle time. A fucking child knows that!
George: Can I not just have one good thing in my life?
Mitchell: It just drives me insane when they move stuff around!
George: Don’t I deserve one bloody crumb of happiness?
Mitchell: We’re supposed to check? Every week? Like we don’t have anything else to do? Is it our responsibility?! Why is it down to us?!
George: I saw a preview. They were going to do a con about cashpoints.
Mitchell: Really? I would have loved that. You bastards! Argh!
(George sobs)
Mitchell: [goes in kitchen and grabs gloves] Here! I’m doing the washing-up! Is everyone happy now?!
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Another one of my favourite scenes!
