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Mark: I very much enjoyed your Lewisham fire) report, by the way.
Bndget: Thank You.
Mark: It didn't work out with Daniel Cleaver ?
Bridget: No, it didn't.
Mark: I'm delighted to hear it.
Bridget: Look, are you and Cosmo in this together ? I mean you seem to go out of your way to try to make me feel like a complete idiot every time I see you, and you really needn't bother. I affeady feel like an idiot most of the time anyway with or without a fireman pole. ( The doorbell rings ) That'II be my taxi. Good night.
Mark: Look, l'm sorry if l've been...
Mark: l don 't thinlc you 're an idiot at all- I mean, there are elaments of the ridiculous about you. Your mother's pretty interesting. And you reafly are an appallingly bad public speaker. And you tend to let whatever's in your head come out of your mouth without much consideration of the consequenCes. I realize that when I met you at the turkey curry buffet that I was unforgivably rude and wearing a reindeer jumper that my mother had given r-tlB the day before. But the thing is, um... what l'm trying to say, very inarticulately is, that, um... in fact... perhaps, despite appearances... I like you very much.
Bridget: Ah. Apart from the smoking and the dfinking and the vulgar mother and the verbal diarrhea.
Mark: No. I like you very much,iust as you afe.