:31:02
	Well, I certainly don't love
:31:05
	anyone at this table
right now.
:31:09
	All right.
:31:12
	Bobby and Gregory
a little bit.
:31:13
	But only because
they're our hosts.
:31:15
	None of you said yourself.
:31:18
	Maybe it goes without saying.
:31:20
	We were waiting for you,
Ramon.
:31:23
	How do you love yourself?
:31:25
	Let us count the ways.
:31:26
	I love myself.
:31:28
	I love myself
when I dance.
:31:30
	That's one.
:31:32
	I love myself when I'm making love
with a really hot man.
:31:34
	Mmm!
:31:36
	I love myself when I'm eating
really good food.
:31:39
	I love myself
when I'm swimming naked.
:31:41
	That's four.
:31:42
	The rest of the time
I just feel okay.
:31:45
	I'm jealous.
:31:47
	We don't reach
such an apotheosis
:31:49
	at the law firm of Caan, Mendelson,
& Cronenberg.
:31:51
	But most of all,
I love myself when I'm dancing well
:31:54
	and no one can touch me.
:31:55
	Yes, this is a gay dance,
huh, chiquita?
:31:58
	Fuck you, John!
:31:59
	That's right, sweetheart,
you tell him.
:32:01
	Fuck you, John!
:32:02
	Americans
use that expression
:32:04
	entirely too often.
:32:05
	Hmmph. Everyone?
:32:07
	Fuck you, John!
:32:09
	In England we think it
nearly as often as you do,
:32:11
	but we don't actually
say it to someone's face.
:32:14
	It would be too rude.
:32:15
	Fuck you!
:32:17
	What do you mean
:32:19
	when you tell
another person, "Fuck you"?
:32:22
	Fuck you,
:32:23
	and don't you ever call me
chiquita again!
:32:25
	This is good.
:32:27
	I think it means
several things--
:32:28
	mixed signals I believe they're called
in therapeutic circles.
:32:31
	I hate you,
get out of my life.
:32:33
	At least, I hate you,
get out of my life for the moment.
:32:36
	I love you,
but you don't love me.
:32:38
	I want to make you feel
small and insignificant,
:32:42
	The way you've made
me feel.
:32:43
	I want to make you feel
every terrible thing my entire life,
:32:47
	right up until this moment,
has made me feel.
:32:49
	I said fuck you!
:32:52
	Well, I say fuck you
right back,
:32:54
	with every last fiber
of my fading British being,
:32:57
	every last ounce
of my tobaccoed English breath.