Matt Dillon credited as playing...
Randy
- Angel: What's your name anyway?
- Randy: Who me?
- Angel: Yeah you. I know my name.
- Randy: Yeah? What is it?
- Angel: Angel, but don't let the name fool you.
- Randy: Who's fooling who?
- Angel: You're drunk.
- Randy: You're cute.
- Angel: Still haven't told me your name yet.
- Randy: Oh yeah?
- Angel: Yeah.
- Randy: It's Randy. Don't let the name fool you.
- Angel: God, it was so personal! Like you could see right through me.
- Randy: I don't get you man! One minute you're... shit man, make your mind up! I mean, you came on to me. If you wanted to stop, you should've said something. No big deal. There's plenty of women around here.
- Angel: I'm not a woman... Randy. Making love is... it's... it's... it's different... than what I thought it was... gonna be... like.
- Randy: You mean, you never did it before? Christ, why didn't you tell me?
- Angel: I thought it would turn you off. Virgins are weird, right?
- Randy: I want to talk to you!
- Angel: [sarcastically] Long time, no see. How's Cinder?
- Randy: How much did you make? I know all about it. Why didn't you tell me it was a game? I would've went along with it. I mean, an easy lay is an easy lay, right?
- Angel: I lost. I didn't tell them, get it?
- Randy: You mean, you let yourself lose?
- Angel: Yeah, I'm a loser.
- Angel: And if you forget to put that thing on, I swear I'll kill you! I'm not getting myself pregnant. I'm not ready to take care of some guy's brat. I don't know what's with men, they never come prepared. They think it's the woman's responsibility or something.
- [takes drag from cigarette]
- Randy: You ready?
- Angel: Don't rush me!
- Randy: [fed up with this] You can take all night for all I care. Wouldn't touch you if you paid me.
- Angel: Now what's wrong with you?
- Randy: I ain't interested, that's what.
- Angel: Why?
- Randy: You talk too much.
- Angel: What are you mad at anyway?
- Randy: Who's mad? I'm not turned on by you. You're not my type.
- Angel: I feel funny. Trembling.
- Randy: Are you scared?
- Angel: A little.
- Randy: Me too.
- [soft chuckle]
- Angel: How come?
- Randy: I don't know. I thought a lot about you.
- Angel: Me too. When I first met you, I... I thought you seemed like a nice person.
- Randy: You know... your hair's so soft. It's funny, you talk real rough... but your skin there, it feels so soft.
- Angel: Is that okay?
- Randy: Are you kidding? It's fantastic!
- Angel: [afterwards] Don't look at me. You can go if you want to.
- Randy: Yeah, sure.
- [gets up to leave, looks back, offers cigarette, she declines]
- Randy: What did I do wrong?
- Angel: Nothing.
- Randy: What's bugging you?
- Angel: It wasn't what I thought it would be.
- Randy: Oh.
- Angel: God, it was so personal. Like you could see right through me.
- Randy: I don't get you, man! You know, one minute you're... Shit, man, make your mind up! I mean, you came on to me. If you wanted to stop, you should've said something. No big deal. There's plenty of women around here.
- Angel: I lost. I didn't tell 'em, get it?
- Randy: You let yourself lose?
- Angel: Yeah, I'm a loser.
- Randy: I didn't mean that. Let's give it another shot, huh, Angel?
- Angel: We started in the middle. We never even had a beginning.
- Randy: We could try. We don't even have to see each other if you don't want.
- [stammers]
- Randy: We should talk or something.
- [but she shakes her head]
- Randy: Why not?
- Angel: 'Cause it wouldn't... wouldn't be enough. For either of us.
- [they share farewell kiss]
- Angel: I'll never forget you. Ever.