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A Life Less Ordinary Page #7
- R
- Year:
- 1997
- 103 min
- 709 Views
Little things
I should have said
And done
I just never took the time
You were always on my mind
BACKUP SINGERS:
You were always on my mind
ELVIS PRESLEY:
You were always on my mind
O'REILLY:
I wishyou had let me read that poem.
JACKSON:
A poem...is a very personal document.
O'REILLY:
I hope it was a good one.
That's all I'm saying.
Because if she don't like it,
she won't come.
And if she don't come,
we're stuck.
JACKSON:
It's her.- I got your poem.
- Sorry?
CELINE:
Your poem...the one you wrote me.
ROBERT:
Poem?"Oh, desert me,
wretched loneliness...
"and bring me back my love...
"for she and I have parted...
"and the sky is up above."
JACKSON:
It worked.She loves it.
[Glass topples in bar]
CELINE:
" Your limbsso svelte and slender..."
"Your touch...
"so soft and tender."
"But the bits
that I like best...
"are the bits that..."
I'm not going to read that line.
O'REILLY:
Jackson, Jackson,what the hell did you write?
JACKSON:
It was a...O'REILLY:
Yeah?JACKSON:
uh, to...
ROBERT:
Celine.CELINE:
Please.Last verse.
"Just as the flowers blossom...
"in the gaze
of the shining sun..."
"I would be most honored..."
"if you would bear my son."
[O'Reilly sobs]
Robert, no one has ever
written me a poem before.
All those guys I dated,
they didn't care about me.
They just wanted to own this.
JACKSON:
Huh?my heart to any of those guys.
And before I met you...
I never believed
that there was any alternative.
JACKSON:
Oh!I knew it!
But when you
stopped that bullet...
JACKSON:
Ha ha ha ha!and got the wrong idea
about Elliot...
JACKSON:
I knew it!I should've understood.
- Celine...
- No. Let me finish.
This is difficult for me
to say...
but I feel I can trust you.
ROBERT:
I didn't write the poem.What?
I didn't write it.
in my life.
JACKSON:
How can anybodybe that honest?
O'REILLY:
It's his handwriting.Tell him it's his handwriting.
But it's your handwriting.
It... it has this address.
It even has some sort of cheap
aftershave on the paper.
I didn't write the poem, OK?
Oh, my God.
ROBERT:
Celine, no need to...O'REILLY:
Human f***ing beings.What do you have to do?
JACKSON:
We did everything for them!
Brought them together.
Put them in jeopardy.
We damn near killed them both!
We gave them every opportunity.
All they had to do
was fall in love...
and we could've gone home.
[Sobbing]
O'REILLY:
Maybe we failed, Jackson...
but we don't have to live
like this.
[Mutters]
Is she gone?
Yeah.
Nice-looking woman.
She isn't my type.
What are you talking about?
Look at yourself.
You're nobody.
You're nothing.
You're wanted in connection
with a violent crime.
You're cleaning the floor
of a diner.
She is an intelligent,
passionate...
beautiful rich woman.
[Beyond the Sea playing]
she's your type...
is not one
that you are likely...
to have to resolve
in this world.
BOBBY DARIN SINGING:
will be going to some heaven...
for glamorous p*ssy...
and you will be cleaning
the floor of a diner...
in hell.
I guess so.
So why are you even
thinking about it?
I don't know.
Stupid...
[Starter whines]
Come on.
Finish the floor.
[Starter whines]
CELINE:
What the f***?Aah!
JACKSON:
Shut up!Where's my beautiful poem?
O'REILLY:
Your father's not home yet.
I don't expect he'll pay
Not till we send a few fingers
through the mail.
JACKSON:
Ooh.Sixteen.
Say, how about you?
You want a hit?
No.
CELINE:
[Muffled]Mmm, stay.
- Uh-huh?
- No.
- Hit?
- No!
JACKSON:
Now, Miss Naville...you've got a five-card trick,
Miss Naville.
you've got a five-card trick,
Miss Naville.
and you got
four thousand dollars.
CELINE:
Mm-hmm.JACKSON:
But you want another hit? OK.
CELINE:
[Muffled] No, no![Knock on door]
- What is that?
- Answer it, Jackson.
I can't do that.
I'm playing blackjack.
She might cheat
while I'm out of the room.
O'REILLY:
All right.I'll answer the door.
You play blackjack
with the hostage.
JACKSON:
You sure you wantto increase your bet...
before you take another hit?
CELINE:
[Muffled] No!No!
OK.
[Muffled] No!
And...
CELINE:
[Muffled] No!Aah!
[Laughing]
JACKSON:
Well...There.
It's just as well
we're not playing for real.
ROBERT:
Come on!All right, now cut her free.
JACKSON:
Aah!What the hell did you do to her?
ROBERT:
I punched her in the face.
JACKSON:
Oh! Ow!Oh, you punched her in the face.
She's half your size,
and you punch her?
- She had a gun!
- Oh, she had a gun?
JACKSON:
So that makeseverything all right, does it?
I'm not saying
it makes everything all right.
I'm just trying to explain
that for all I knew...
she could have been
JACKSON:
With a broken arm?With a broken arm?!
OK. I'm sorry.
Now just cut her free!
You son of a b*tch!
- Celine?
- What do you want?
I'm just trying to explain.
JACKSON:
Aah!CELINE:
Despite your crummy poem...
I came to visit
and all you could do...
was humiliate me
and turn me away.
I thought you were decent.
I thought you were different,
but you're not.
You're just a lying, cheating
son of a b*tch...
just like all the rest!
ROBERT:
Celine,I don't know
who wrote that poem...
but I'll tell you,
those are my feelings.
Oh, sure.
JACKSON:
Not so easy now, huh?ROBERT:
Celine, Celine!When you left the diner
last night...
I realized
I'd turned away the woman...
whom I'd spent the happiest...
most exciting times
of my life with...
who I care for
more than anyone on the earth!
Listen, listen!
Do you remember
that dream I had?
I dreamed that my life
was in danger...
that my heart stopped.
But you saved my life...
when you pierced my heart
with an arrow of your love.
And that's the truth.
Celine, what I'm saying
is that I love you.
JACKSON:
What? What did you say?ROBERT:
What I was trying to saywas that I...
[Gun c*cks]
O'REILLY:
Oh, sh*t.What?
Who is that?
MAYHEW:
Don't worry, Miss Celine.
Everything's going to be
just fine.
CELINE:
Aah!Well, we're not just gonna
leave them here, are we?
No, sir.
[Overlapping conversations]
[Telephones ringing]
[Knock on door]
Come in.
DUSTED SINGING:
Yes, there is a
Deeper river
That will bring you
Home again
Oh, there is a
Deeper river
Flowing under
I don't think
they're coming back.
Isn't there anything you can do?
I don't have the authority
to intervene.
DUSTED:
Deeper river
I don't have the authority
to intervene!
DUSTED:
That will bring you
Home again
CELINE:
Let me out of this trunk now!
Robert, he's gonna kill you!
Just run.
He doesn't want the money, OK?
He's gonna kill you!
[Pounding on trunk]
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