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Frank: Can you please, just get back in the car, and talk about this, instead of running all over Route 12?
April: Haven't I made it clear I don't particularly want to talk about it?
Frank: Okay. I mean, Jesus, I'm trying to be nice about this thing here. For God's sakes.
April: How kind of you.
April: How terribly, terribly kind of you.
Frank: Wait a minute. I don't deserve this.
April: You're always so wonderfully definite, on the subject of what you do and don't deserve?
Frank: Wait a minute!
Frank: Wait a goddamn...
Frank: April, now you listen to me.
Frank: This is one time
Frank: you're not gonna get away with twisting everything that I say, April.
Frank: This just happen to be one goddamn time.
Frank: I know I'm not the wrong here.
April: Christ, I wish you'd stayed home tonight!
Frank:You know what you are when you are like this, April?
Frank: You're sick.
Frank: I really mean that. You're sick!
April: And you know what you are?
Frank: What?
April: You're disgusting.
Frank: Oh yeah?
April: You don't fool me, Frank.
April: Just because you've got me safely in this little trap,
April: you think you can bully me into feeling whatever you want me to pale!
Frank: YOU in a trap! YOU in a trap!
April: Yeah. Yeah.
April: ME, Frank. ME!
Frank: Jesus Christ!
Frank: Don't make me laugh.
April: Pathetic so diluted little boy.
April: Look at you!
April: Look at you and tell me,
April: how by any stretch of the imagination you can call yourself a man!
April: What?
Frank: ****
Frank: Damn!
Frank: Oh, Jesus Christ!
Frank: Don't look at me like that, April.
April: Could we please go home now?
歌词贡献者：Iktsuarpok_________
歌词翻译者：Iktsuarpok_________