Notting Hill, #12day

안녕하세요.

 

알롱이에요. ㅎㅎ

 

 

또 주말이 사라져가고있어요 ㅠ.ㅠ

 

즐거운 주말 보내셨나요??

 

저도 제가 좋아하고 사랑하는 사람들과 재미지게 보냈답니당 ㅎㅎ

 

 

날씨는 춥지만 마음은 엄청엄청 따숩게!ㅎㅎ

 

 

다시 즐거운 노팅힐타임을 가져봐요 우리  

 

 

 

 

Max : Having you here, Anna, firmly establishes what I've long suspected, that we really are the most desperate lot of underachievers.

 

Bernie : Shame!

 

Max : I'm not saying it's a bad thing, in fact, I think it's something we should take pride in. I'm going to give the last brownie as a prize to the saddest act here.

 

 

Bernie : Oh, oh.

 

William : Bern.

 

 

Bernie : Well, allright, all right, well obviously it's me, isn't it? I mean, I work in the City in a job I don't understand and everyone keeps getting promoted above me.

 

Bernie : I haven't had a girlfriend since... well, since puberty and, nobody fancies me, and if these cheeks get any chubbier, they never will.

 

Honey : Nonsense. I fancy you.

 

Bernie : Really?

 

Honey : Yeah, or I did before you got so fat.

 

Max : You see. And unless I'm much mistaken, your job still pays you rather a lot of money, while Honey here, earns twenty pence per week flogging her guts out at London's worst record store.

 

Honey : Yes. And I don't have hair - I've got freathers, and I've got funny goggly eyes, and I'm attracted to cruel men and actually... No one'll marry me because, um, my boosies have actually started shrinking.

 

Max : You see - incredibly sad.

 

Bella : But, on the other hand, her best friend is Anna Scott.

 

Honey : Oh, that's true, I can't deny it. I mean - she needs me, what can I say?

 

 

Bella : And most of her limbs work. Whereas I'm stuck in this thing day and night in a house full of ramps.

 

Bella : And to add insult to serious injury - I've totally given up smoking, my favorite thing, and, um, well the truth is.. we can't have a baby.

 

William : Bell.

 

Bella : C'est la vie... Still, um, we're lucky in lots of ways, but... surely it's worth a brownie.

 

 

Max : Well, I don't know. Look at William. Very unsuccessful professionally.

 

Bella : That's true.

 

Max : Divorced. Used to be handsome, now kind of squidgy round the edges. And absolutely certain never to hear from Anna again when she's heard that his nickname at scholl was Floppy.

 

William : You did it. I can't believe it.

 

William : Thanks very much. Thank you. Well, at least I get the brownie, right?

 

Max : I think you do, yes.

 

Anna : Well, wait! What about me?