I really like him.

He was a good thing in my life.

But it's been two weeks since we broke up.

I got a tattoo of his name on my leg.

And you won't get back together?

I don't think so.

Why did you break up?

It ended because...

he was married.

And so it ended.

Look out! Get out of the way!

I have nothing to complain about in my life.

Nothing, nothing at all.

Oh, man, if I complained God would punish me.

Tell him what you want be.

I want to be a doctor.

What kind a doctor?

A psychologist.

Did you know that psychologists take care of crazy people?

- Yeah. - No, that's not true.