- Today?  Come on.

- Leave me alone.

- Where you going?

- None of your business.

- Come on, get in the back.  Check out our slab, man.

- Big deal.  

- C'mon, before I get a ticket for all the shit on the street.

- I could hear you coming.

- It's all gonna lead back to us.

- You're so selfish.  Everything I do for you—I'm always here when you need me, and then you forget about me when you decide to forget about me.

- (mutters) Yea that seems to be the case.

- You say we're together again, and then you insult me...so leave me be and do what you want to do, and I know what that is...

- I know, I don't have a good response...

- So?  Adidos amigos!

- Come on, my shit's all over the street.  Hey, why is your mom going to cancel your membership?  What happened to your money?  I mean, I know I'm not in any position to ask...

- None of your business...I spent the last of it on a present for you though.

- Really?

- I know I couldn't trust myself right now, so I thought I could get you something so you could go to the gym with me like we used to.

- You got me something?  What'd you get me?

- None of your business.

- Well, it kind of is—C'mon, what'd you get me?  Hold on—park, you fuckin' horse.  Ara, park!

- LA Gears, with the pumps.

- Like from the 90s?

- I know they were your favorite.

- Oh my god, I was the most popular boy in all of Massiv.  All the girls liked me and their brothers were after me...everybody was pumping my shoes.  They'd push me against the wall, threaten me...then they'd get down on their knees and pump my shoes.

- I bought them from a guy I met in class...

- I don't know what to say...

- Who knows how to get things...

- So...they're like, used?

- They're collectibles—antiques.  The guy's a real sharpshooter.  I thought you could go running in them since you were helping me get disciplined, or become a basketball player...then you disappeared again...

- Oh, jeez...shit.

- I kept them for you.  I pumped them a few times but—

- No, I'm sorry, Today.  I hope you can accept that.

- Well...do you have an extra helmet for me?

- Come on, hop on, it smells too much here.