S:
Hold it.
I have to draw you.
C:
Huh
S:
I have to draw you.
C:
No. No. No. Absolutely not! I’m more shy than people think.
S:
I have to. I haven’t sketched in weeks.
C:
Stop staring. Do a vase.
S:
But you’re beautiful, Carol.
Your skin, your long neck.
The back.
The line of you.
You’re why cavemen chiseled on walls.
[CHUCKLES]
C:
Cut me a break.
[CHUCKLES]
[CAROL CHUCKLING]
C:
I’m sorry. I don’t care how you put this.
We’re being naughty here, pal.
S:
No, this is… This is great.
This is so great.
My hand won’t even keep up.
Hold it.
C:
I’m just turning.
S:
Hold that.
Hold any of them.
C:
okay, this?
S:
Doesn’t matter.
My hand’s not even bothering me.
I just— I….
I can’t get the angle with this cast.
C:
Careful.