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Micheal Bateman
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perfect...
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children.
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Micheal Bateman
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Are we here ? Yeah.
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Micheal Bateman
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This is Dorsia ? Yes, dear.
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Micheal Bateman
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Courtney, you're gonna have the peanut butter soup...
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with smoked duck and mashed squash.
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Micheal Bateman
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New York Matinee called it "a playful but mysterious little dish."
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Micheal Bateman
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You'll love it. And then the red snapper with violets and pine nuts.
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Micheal Bateman
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I think that'll follow nicely.
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Micheal Bateman
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Mmm. Thanks, Patrick.
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Micheal Bateman
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Patrick, thanks so much for looking after Courtney.
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Micheal Bateman
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Dorsia. How impressive.
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Micheal Bateman
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How on Earth did you get a reservation there ?
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Micheal Bateman
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Lucky, I guess.
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Micheal Bateman
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That's a wonderful suit.
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Micheal Bateman
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Don't tell me. Don't tell me. Let me guess.
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Micheal Bateman
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Mmm, Valentino Couture ?
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Micheal Bateman
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Uh-huh. Hmm.
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Micheal Bateman
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It looks so soft. Your compliment was sufficient, Luis.
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Micheal Bateman
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Hello, Halberstram. Nice tie. How the hell are you ?
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Micheal Bateman
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Allen has mistaken me for this dickhead, Marcus Halberstram.
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Micheal Bateman
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It seems logical because Marcus also works at P&P,
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and in fact does the same exact thing I do.
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Micheal Bateman
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He also has a penchant for Valentino suits and Oliver Peoples glasses.
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Micheal Bateman
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Marcus and I even go to the same barber,
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Micheal Bateman
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although I have a slightly better haircut.
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Micheal Bateman
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- How's the Ransom account going, Marcus ? - It's, uh, all right.
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Micheal Bateman
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Really ? That's interesting. It's not, uh, not great.
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Micheal Bateman
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- Oh, well, you know. - So, how's Cecilia ?
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Micheal Bateman
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- She's a great girl. - Oh, yeah. I'm very lucky.
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Micheal Bateman
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- Mm-hmm. - Hey, Allen, congratulations on the Fisher account.
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Micheal Bateman
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- Thankyou, Baxter. - Listen, Paul. Squash.
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Micheal Bateman
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Call me. How about Friday ?
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Micheal Bateman
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No can do. I got an 8:30 res at Dorsia.
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Micheal Bateman
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Greatsea urchin ceviche.
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Micheal Bateman
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Dorsia on Friday night ? How'd he swing that ?
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Micheal Bateman
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I think he's lying.
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Micheal Bateman
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- Is that a gram ? - New card.
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Micheal Bateman
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What do you think ?
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Micheal Bateman
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Whoa-ho. Very nice.
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Micheal Bateman
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Look at that. Picked them up from the printer's yesterday.
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Micheal Bateman
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Good coloring. That's bone.
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Micheal Bateman
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And the lettering is something called Silian Rail.
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Micheal Bateman
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It's very cool, Bateman, but that's nothing. Look at this.
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Micheal Bateman
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That is really nice.
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Micheal Bateman
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Eggshell with Romalian type. What do you think ?
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Micheal Bateman
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Nice.
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Micheal Bateman
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Jesus. That is really super. How'da nitwit like you get so tasteful?
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Micheal Bateman
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I can't believe that Bryce...
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Micheal Bateman
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prefers Van Patten's card to mine.
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Micheal Bateman
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But wait. You ain't seen nothin' yet.
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Micheal Bateman
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Raised lettering, pale nimbus... white.
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Micheal Bateman
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Impressive. Very nice.
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Micheal Bateman
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Hmm.
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Micheal Bateman
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Let's see Paul Allen's card.
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Micheal Bateman
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Look at that subtle off-white coloring.
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Micheal Bateman
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The tasteful thickness of it.
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Micheal Bateman
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Oh, my God. It even has a watermark.
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Micheal Bateman
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Is something wrong, Patrick ?
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Micheal Bateman
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You're sweating.
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Micheal Bateman
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Hello. Pat Bateman.
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Micheal Bateman
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You want some, uh, money ?
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Micheal Bateman
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Some food ?
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Micheal Bateman
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- Is this what you need ? - I'm-I'm hungry.
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Micheal Bateman
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Yeah. Cold out too, isn't it ?
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Micheal Bateman
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Why don't you get a job ? If you're so hungry, why don't you get a job ?
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Micheal Bateman
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I lost my job.
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Micheal Bateman
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Why ? You drinking ?
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Micheal Bateman
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Is that why you lost it ? Insider trading ?
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Micheal Bateman
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Just joking.
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Micheal Bateman
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Listen, what's your name ? Al.
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Micheal Bateman
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Hmm ? Speak up. Come on. Al.
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Micheal Bateman
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Get a goddamn job, Al.
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Micheal Bateman
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You got a negative attitude. That's what's stopping you.
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Micheal Bateman
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You gotta get your act together. I'll help you.
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Micheal Bateman
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You are so kind, mister. You're a kind-- You're a kind man.
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Micheal Bateman
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It's okay. I can tell.
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Micheal Bateman
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Please, you gotta tell me what to do. You gotta help me.
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Micheal Bateman
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I'm so cold, I'm hungry.
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Micheal Bateman
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You know how bad you smell ?
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Micheal Bateman
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You reek of shit. Do you know that ?
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Micheal Bateman
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Al.
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Micheal Bateman
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I'm sorry. It's just that--
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Micheal Bateman
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I don't know.
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Micheal Bateman
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I don't have anything in common with you.
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Micheal Bateman
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Oh. Oh, thankyou, mister. Thankyou.
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Micheal Bateman
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I'm cold out here.
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Micheal Bateman
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You know what a fucking loser you are ? What ?
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Micheal Bateman
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What beautiful skin you have, Mr. Bateman.
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Micheal Bateman
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So fine, so smooth.
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Micheal Bateman
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I have all the characteristics of a human being--
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Micheal Bateman
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flesh, blood, skin, hair--
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but not a single, clear, identifiable emotion,
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Micheal Bateman
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except for greed and disgust.
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Micheal Bateman
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Something horrible is happening inside of me,
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Micheal Bateman
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and I don't know why.
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Micheal Bateman
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My nightly bloodlust has overflowed into my days.
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Micheal Bateman
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I feel lethal, on the verge of frenzy.
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Micheal Bateman
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I think my mask of sanity is about to slip.
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Micheal Bateman
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Hey, Mc Cloy, what do you say ?
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