Isa: I'd like to call you. Jake: What's your number? Isa: It's in the phone book. Jake: But I don't know your name. Isa: That's in the phone book too.
The war has entered its ninth month and everything is getting worse 💔
Please help me get my family out of there and protect them from war and bombing🙏🙏
Isa: Are pancakes just pan cakes? Jake:Excuse me? Isa:Think about it, what if we were doing it all wrong? Jake:This is why you need friends.
Jake: I drink to forget but I always remember.
Isa: You're drinking orange juice.
Isa: Jake, fuck off.
Isa: And by “fuck off” I mean “fuck off right back here and listen”, you insufferable prick.
Isa: I lost my will to live.
Jake, comes out of the bathroom: Here I am!
Isa, tearing up: I’ve found it.
Jake: You need to apologize.
Isa: Fine. Unfuck you or whatever.
Jake: What is the definition of love?
Isa: Love is a good deal. Bargain shopping for ice cream.
Jake:
Isa: Or escaping from communist China. Either way works fine.
Concentration camp.
They built a concentration camp.
I don't think words can describe what this other than genocide.