:30:05
l gotta go, Liz.
:30:11
- We should maybe turn off her music.
- I know.
:30:13
Hey. I like the music.
:30:16
Oh, yeah. Yeah. I mean,
l can go turn it off ifyou want.
:30:19
You might be sick of it.
:30:21
- You should turn it up.
- Oh, right, yeah.
- Yeah.
:30:23
Okay, let me go do that after I go
do something else that I have to go do.
:30:27
- All righty. Hmm.
- Yeah, I got the, uh... Excuse me. Okay?
:30:43
What fucking lan guy?
:30:47
Laura doesn´t know anybody called lan.
:30:50
There´s no lan in her office.
She has no friends called lan!
:30:54
I'm almost certain she has never met
anyone named lan in her entire life.
:30:58
She lives in an...
:31:01
"lan-less" universe.
:31:11
"l. Raymond".
:31:14
Ray. "l".
:31:18
lan.
:31:20
Mr l. Raymond. Ray to his friends,
and more importantly to his neighbour.
:31:25
The guy who, until about six weeks ago,
lived upstairs.
:31:28
l start to remember things
about him now.
:31:30
His horrible clothes and hair.
:31:32
His music: Latin, Bulgarian, whatever
world music was trendy that week.
:31:36
He had rings on his fi ngers.
Awful cooking smells.
:31:40
l never liked him much then,
and I fuckin´ hate him now.
:31:54
We used to listen to him
having sex upstairs.