(via skinscreen)
Cook (to JJ) : You’re pilled up every day, ain’t nothing fancy about you, so don’t fucking come it.
Naomi: Cook! Cook! This isn’t right.
Cook: Wha..?
Naomi: Sorry, just… isn’t a ‘goer’.
Cook: Fair enough.
Naomi: Is that it? You’re not even going to try and convince me? Most guys would.
Cook: Most guys aren’t me babe. You fancy me, I’m cool with it, so there’s obviously another reason why you won’t fuck with me and it must be a good one ‘cos you’re… you know… clever. (Naomi leans over and kisses Cook on the cheek)
Naomi: You’re a lot nicer than most people think, aren’t you Cook?
Cook: Fuck you!
Naomi: (giggles) Fuck you right back!
I’ve got an Irishman waiting for me, who says all he needs for happiness is regular sex and potatoes.
— Naomi’s mom (via skinscreen)
