CAROL: [wrapping up the interview] And I LOVE your whole “no more friends” thing. Can you explain?
HENRY KO: Fuck you. Sure. I don’t want anymore friends. Or any of the current ones. I plan to be misanthropic and alone for the rest of my days, starting now.
CAROL: But don’t you sort of need your friends? Friends aren’t a luxury, you know — you rely on them for sanity, for help, for all sorts of things
HK: Do you not know what i mean when I say “fuck you,” or “fuck off”, or “leave me alone,” or “please, please pay attention to me, so you can see how much I hate you”? [starts crying. intentionally rubs mucus all over his flannel sleeves]
CAROL: Do you want some of these leftovers? I can’t eat them
HK: [Still crying, eats all of CAROL’s leftover Chinese food]
CAROL: There. I also have tickets to the Neu! show tonight….
HK: [Crying] Can I have them?
CAROL: Sure you can, bunny. Here.
HK: And the Fassbinder film? Do you have tickets to that?
CAROL: It was sold out, but I can try to pull some strings…
HK: Thank you. Fuck off————