X: I think not, Mr Husten.

H: Go on, just the little sip.

X: You will find, especially tomorrow, Husten, that you have had quite enough.

H: Are you trying to dare to take the fucking piss out of me?

 

…

 

X: Oh, Please. Someone save me from this drunken hetero beast.

H: Hetero, now am I? Let me …

 

…

 

Y: You’ve had too much, Husten.

H: I never have too much.

Y: Now you have. Come on, be nice, it’s B’s party and …

H: But he … Where’s A?

Y: Gone home.

H: With whom?

Y: Let me take you home.

H: Why? Are you gay?

Y: Don’t … you know better.

H: Fuck you. Where’s A gone?

Y: Told you. Gone home.

…

H: Why didn’t you tell me? Where was my goodnight kiss?

Y: A tried to, but you were ranting and raving.

…

H: Does anyone know, even come to realise, what an exceptional human specimen I am?

Y: Let’s go  …

H Sissies. All of yous. 

B + Y: Come on, Husten.

H: Am I the only one drunk in here?

B + Y: No. You’re the only one whose had enough.