WHAT YOU'RE REALLY SAYING
"I don't know why you're so mad, Sean, it was an accident."
"I'm mad because I told you not to go out there on the ice, Elijah. I told you it was dangerous. Now, didn't I? You never listen to me."
"I just wanted to go out and see if I could slide like the kids out there. We never have snow in LA. I mean, look at the kids having fun. All I wanted was to have some fun."
"It's not snow, it's ice, and we're not in LA, we're in Baltimore, and you've got a scene to shoot day after tomorrow, and if you have a broken ankle how are you supposed to work?"
"It's not broke, Seanie, it's just sprained a little. I can walk."
"Not today, you can't. You're staying off that ankle and letting it heal."
"Fuck, Sean. You don't have to growl at me."
"I wasn't growling. It's just that you're so reckless sometimes. You scare the shit out of me when you do things like that."
"Jeeze, lighten up. I'll be more careful next time, promise."
"Right. That'll happen."
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"So, Sean, you wanna order in a pizza and play some games?"
"No, I don't wanna order in a pizza and play some games. I want to go out to a nice restaurant and have dinner and see a show."
"Oh. Well. Fuck you, then. Have a nice time."
"Don't turn your back on me. And don't give me that look. You know I'm not going anywhere without you. We'll order from Pizza Hut and see what's on cable."
"Maybe watch some porn, ‘kay Sean?"
"You're doing it again. Get your hand off there, and listen to me. . .Elijah, stop it."
"Doing what? And you usually like it when I have my hand there. Tell me you don't like this. Or this."
"You're giving me that look. And I told you to stop. . .we're not going to fuck. You've got a sprained ankle. . ."
"What's that got to do with anything? I don't fuck with my ankle you know."
"No, but you know how carried away you get, and you'll hurt it again for sure if we. . .if we. . ."
"If we what? You like that, don't you? Touch me right there. I'm not going to hurt anything if I just lie here like this and you lie on top of me like this. . .and hold on tight."
"Hold on tight. . .yeah, like that. . .and I still say you never listen to me."
"Sure I do, Seanie. I listen to what you're really saying."