Benny & Beth | Feel It Still

I'm, uh, Benny Watts. Beth Harmon. Aren't you that kid from Kentucky who I fell in love with? Yeah. What about, um, what's his name, the one you told me about? Bobby. Eddie Watts? Yes, him. I'll make it easy for you. Did you like to fuck Benny? Number 21. Oh. I like your hair. Sometimes. You should see the places they play in the Soviet Union. No, I'm planning on it. You have to get past me first. I'm planning on that, too. Oh, and about sex. Wait. Here. Forget it. Do you still like my hair? Well, you'll need a good trainer. Someone... better. Come on, Beth. You're the best player here. Yeah. Who is that? Beth. She thinks the same way I do. It's gonna be you or me. What? I miss you. I'm not so good at that, remember? How about you tell her I can beat you? I wanted to show that fucking camera that I can do anything. You agree? You are out of your fucking mind. If you're drunk, then be with me. And now you pull this crap. No, you can fucking well go alone. Are you trying to sex me? Well, I don't need to do that to beat you.