Shameless, série 7, episódio 5
Why the fuck did you tell Carl?!
Because he loves her.
No, no, he doesn't! He just thinks he does!
He proposed to her!
What?
And he was gonna ask you to be the best man. You!
Oh, no, this can't be happening!
Just explain to him that it was all an accident.
How can I explain it to him when I don't even understand it myself?
Well, the damage is done.
So you better put a stop to the whole thing. It's for the best.
No.
But you can't like her. She doesn't... she doesn't even have a cock.
Maybe I just like people.
People with cocks.
Well, maybe I am confused and maybe me and Maxine are just mates... or maybe it's more than that.
How can it be?!
I don't know! I don't have all the fucking answers! I just know... that when I'm with her, I'm not thinking man or woman... it's just... Maxine.
Maybe sexuality isn't one thing or another maybe it's something that's just shifting and moving.
Because he loves her.
No, no, he doesn't! He just thinks he does!
He proposed to her!
What?
And he was gonna ask you to be the best man. You!
Oh, no, this can't be happening!
Just explain to him that it was all an accident.
How can I explain it to him when I don't even understand it myself?
Well, the damage is done.
So you better put a stop to the whole thing. It's for the best.
No.
But you can't like her. She doesn't... she doesn't even have a cock.
Maybe I just like people.
People with cocks.
Well, maybe I am confused and maybe me and Maxine are just mates... or maybe it's more than that.
How can it be?!
I don't know! I don't have all the fucking answers! I just know... that when I'm with her, I'm not thinking man or woman... it's just... Maxine.
Maybe sexuality isn't one thing or another maybe it's something that's just shifting and moving.
Fuck you!
What?! What?
Fuck...you! I looked up to you. I thought you meant something. Because until I met you... I was a freak. I was disgusted with myself. But you showed me that I didn't have to be. You're a fucking traitor.
Fuck...you! I looked up to you. I thought you meant something. Because until I met you... I was a freak. I was disgusted with myself. But you showed me that I didn't have to be. You're a fucking traitor.
It wasn't... It wasn't personal. I didn't mean to.
But you did. And I loved you. And not in a "want to shag you all over the place" way. But just love! Just proper fucking love! But now I see you for what you are. A cunt.
