juleit
| четверг, 31 марта 2011
Знаете, наверное, я хочу видеть отца Блейна именно таким. Да, разговор получился весьма повседневным. Зато он прошёл лучше чем первая встреча Блейна и Барта. Хочу, что б было так. И, о да, я поняла, что прочитала)).Blaine: Oh— hi dad.
Mr.Anderson: I see you brought company.
Kurt: Hi, I’m Kurt Hummel I’m Blaine’s… uh
Blaine: Boyfriend. He’s my boyfriend.
Mr.Anderson: …Oh.
Blaine: I know what you’re thinking. You hate this. You hate everything I stand for. You never wanted me to be who I am, I know how hard you tried to change me and I know you will never fully accept me for who I am, but I don’t care. I love Kurt and there’s nothing you can do to change that. And if you ever try that, I’m leaving home. That’s really all I have to say.
Mr.Anderson: Okay.
Blaine: …Okay?
Mr.Anderson: What else do you want me to say? I don’t hate you. I’m not exactly thrilled with the idea of you having a boyfriend , you know? I’m still trying to accept that my only son is… well, gay. But I could never hate you, Blaine. You’re my boy and I guess I should move on and respect your life choices. If you’re happy, that’s enough for me. And it’s a pleasure to meet you, Kurt. Now if you two want to join me and watch TV, take a seat or else get the hell out of here before I change my mind. (smiles)
Blaine: (laughs) Thanks, dad.
Mr.Anderson: Damn, I should just win the Nobel Peace prize.