Es mostren els missatges amb l'etiqueta de comentaris class dialogue. Mostrar tots els missatges
Es mostren els missatges amb l'etiqueta de comentaris class dialogue. Mostrar tots els missatges

diumenge, 14 de desembre del 2014

class dialogue

HYPOCRISY

A: Gladis, Gladis!
Gladis: What is it my Sir? (mexican accent, clumsy noises in the background)
A: Clumsy maid… I told you I was going to need the car this morning, why is it not ready?
Gladis: I’m sorry my Sir, I had to- (interruption)
A: It’s OK, next time you’re fired. Call a taxi.

(The taxi has arrived)

Taxi driver: Where are we going? (redneck voice)
A: Actually, I am going, you just drive…  to Harrods, quickly! (disgusted voice)
(pause)
A: I’ve got an appointment with my fellow B. It’s been years since we last met... Last time we saw each other he was suffering a terrible course of some member of the club... his nose operation went wrong and his face was an absolute disaster….
Taxi driver: Such a drama...
A: Oh absolutely!, because he used to… (taxi driver speaks over A, with an irritated voice)
Taxi driver: It’s OK, we’re here. 28 pounds please.

A: Where’s that slubberdegullion?, always late....
B: A! I’m here. (B had been around there since A stepped out of the taxi)
A: Oh my goodness! You look so gorgeous I didn’t recognize you at first.
B: You look fabulous too my dear, are those new chin implants?
A: Indeed they are.
B: Oh, how jealous I am! They look wonderful on you!
A: I know. But what about your forehead?! What’s happened here?
B: Oh, you know that amazing plastic surgeon who has operated Kim Kardashian, don’t you?
A: Of course I do.
B: Well, I got an engagement with him, don’t ask how, and he injected me some quality Botox to highlight my previous nose job.
A: That nose job was perfect, wasn’t it?
B: Of course, I only spend my money with professionals.
A: With whom if not? (little pause) Oh, did you see what happened to C for not going with experts?
B: Yep, I did… How horrible!!! (with beaming voice)
(both laughing)
A: Oh my... that was a complete disaster! She will burn with envy when she sees us!
B: She’s already jealous of us.
A: You think so?
B: Definitely
A: Because…
B: Because I told her about this appointment and she was green with envy that she couldn’t join us!
A: We didn’t invite her anyway
B: That’s why I told her not to come!
A: You’re so bad… I love it!
B: Ouhmm,  let’s drink some tea, I’ve heard about a very chic café right at at the top of the mall.

(At the café. There’s a woman of their age in another table sitting alone)

A: Look at that woman over there.
B: Oh my… how she dares to go out in the street, with such wrinkles?
A: How disgusting, a kid could see her and get a trauma.
B: That’s why I visit my surgeon everytime I get a wrinkle.
A: Oh, I can see it in your face, so fabulous!
B: Like you my dear, that’s why everyone loves us.
A: Of course they do!
B: People like her will end up alone... forever!
A: Hahaha! Absolutely right, let’s drink a toast. For our beauty!

(Suddenly a man arrives and kisses the woman with wrinkles and sits with her. They look happy)

B: Look at that woman again!
A: That’s not possible! How can that man be with her?!
B: She has to be filthy rich, otherwise there’s no explanation...
A: Well, honey... money can give you everything. That’s how our sick society works, doesn’t it?
B: Couldn’t agree more… the world is going to hell.

(half an hour later)

B: Well A, it’s been a pleasure to be with you. Now I have to go.
A: Yeah me too, thanks for your time. Hope to see you soon my dear!
B: Kisses to all your beautiful family, I’ll miss you.
A: We stay in touch!

(B’s limousine arrives, his butler Ambrosio is driving)

Ambrosio: How was the meeting my Sir?
B: I don’t pay you to ask me questions!
(little pause)
B: Well, you know, how much I hate A… but I have to be nice with him if I want his father to sell me his estates.
Ambrosio: That’d be a fine business
B: Of course Ambrosio, what did you expect from me? Well, A has always been quite ugly, but now… oh my gosh! his new implants make him look so horrible I wanted to escape.
Ambrosio: She should learn from my Sir...
B: You’re right! That fat old fool is so jealous of me.
(some minutes later)
Ambrosio: We’re home.
B: Finally… I just want to relax… I worked so hard today.
Ambrosio: I’ll be all the night working in the garden, see you tomorrow.
B: Excellent! Oh… if A rings, just tell him I’m not here… for the next five months!