Oscar's Subtext

Oscar’s subtext:
Oscar:(reading his newspaper) Are you talking to me?
-Finally he wants to talk to me. Let me disturb him for a while.
Oscar: What do you want to know?
-All right, I shall act stupid, and a suck-up.
Oscar: Then why the hell don’t you shut up?
-So irritating.You wanna buy what radio then buy lah, why ask me. So noisy!
Oscar: You had your chance to talk last night. I begged you to come upstairs with me. From now on I never want to hear a word from that shampooed head as long as you live. That’s a warning, felix.
-Funny ah..trying to play this trick on me.Fine! Trying to act smart right?! All right you better watch out.
Oscar: (gets up, takes a key out of his pocket and slams it on the table) There’s a key to the back door. If you stick to the hallway and your room, you wont get hurt. (he sits back down on the couch)
-All right I will tell you exactly what I want.
Oscar: Then I’ll explain it to you. Stay out of my way.
-Good that you understand! But I will elaborate more, Idiot!
Oscar: This is my apartment. Everything in my apartment is mine. The only thing here that’s yours is you. Just stay in your room and speak softly.
-What the hell you asked me that for. Just mind your F***** business. And who said you can touch those keys and sit on the couch!
Oscar: Where are you going?
-He thinks he pay half the rent, so he can do whatever he wants by going into my ROOM!? WTF!
Oscar: (slams down his newspaper) you stay out of there.
-How Dare HE!!!! Who the hell he thinks he is?!
Oscar: That was off-season. Starting tomorrow the rates are twelve dollars a day.
-You pay so what? Big deal?
Oscar: Stay out of there! Stay out of my room! ( He chases after him. Felix dodges around the table as Oscar blocks the hallway.)
-Hey! How can you! You pay half the rent too, but I got pay too! And that’s my room!!!
Oscar: (with a pointing finger) I am warning you. You want to live here, I don’t want to see you, I don’t want to hear you and I don’t want to smell your cooking. Now get this spaghetti off my poker table.
-I am the boss here. You listen to me! I don’t want to have anything to do with you as long as I am in this house!
Oscar: What the hell is so funny?
-How the hell he dare laugh and mock at me? And whats so hilarious?
Oscar: Now its garbage! ( he paces by the couch)
-Fine! Wanna laugh at me,I will play with you! Eat your stupid spaghetti in the garbage!
Oscar: I am crazy, heh? That’s really funny coming from a fruitcake like you.
-WOW! You can say that I am crazy. That’s so funny yeah?
Oscar: Is that a promise?
-Wow, little Felix trying not to do the house chore, which he ALWAYS love to do. How incredible!
Its your mess. ( looking into the kitchen again) Look at it. Hanging all over the walls.
Oscar: ( Crosses to the landing and looks in the kitchen door) I like it. (He closes the door and paces around)
-I don’t care. I know you wouldn’t dare leave them dare just like that either. I know you hate dirt! Stupid.
Oscar: Leave it alone! You touch one strand of that linguini-and I am gonna punch you right in your sinuses.
-How dare he! One moment didn’t want to clean that up and now he says he want to clean it up! I shall go against your will!
Oscar: (points) Go to your room! Did you hear what I said? Go to your room!
-What the hell you tell me that for????!!!!!!!!! Get lost!!!
Oscar: If you want to live through this night, you’d better tie me up and lock your doors and windows.
-trying to be the little angel now are you Felix? Great huh..?
Oscar: (moves toward him) What’s happened?
- Stop pretending to be so kind and angelic. Cut the act!
Oscar: (pacing) Its nothing you said. Its nothing you did. Its you!
-Wow.You don’t even know that you are the main cause of everything!
Oscar: I could make it plainer but I don’t want to hurt you.
-You know I am mean,I am just acting to be sarcastic and less mean.
Oscar: (moving towards him) I’ll tell you exactly what in your sleep, it’s the moose calls that open your ears at two o’clock in the morning. I cant take it anymore, Felix. I am crackin up. Everything you do irritates me. And when you’re not here, the things I know you’re gonna do when you come in irritate me. You leave me little notes on my pillow. I told you a hundred times, I cant stand little notes on my pillow. ‘We’re all out of Corn Flakes.F.U.’ It took me three hours to figure out that F.U was Felix Ungar. Its not your fault, Felix. It’s a rotten combination.
-All right! I will tell you all the things I hate about you!!! You sucker!!!! Its all about your terrible behavior and way of living. So annoying.