Airborne Page #3
- PG
- Year:
- 1993
- 91 min
- 1,302 Views
I hope the cats do not have
I noticed scratching all day.
- It's not exactly what
will do my best day.
- Can not last forever, right?
- Come on, man.
I need transit, breeze, waves.
At least one burrito, my God.
I need the ocean. I can not stand it anymore.
- Calm down, man.
Neither the E.T. want to go
both home like me.
I need to get out of here.
- Can we go to the market and lead
you want my mom cook.
- Not exactly what I had
in mind, Wiley.
- Which was? You do not want to bring something different?
Mom is very flexible with food.
Mitchell?
Louie, come quickly is Mitchell.
Oh Jesus, Mary or Joseph, 190.
Do not be ... do not overdose overdose.
Aunt Irene ...
Oh my love...
Do not ever do this with
- I was just resting.
- I think it was drugged.
- No, I'm just tired.
- You will pass out or something?
- No, I just had a hard day.
- Oh, I was already forgetting.
We received a card from their parents.
His father was intoxicated
with the food.
And it received a large package
I laid on the bed.
What is it?
- Something that should never have forgotten.
Nikki!
Are you okay?
How are you?
I am fine.
How are you?
It was just a little upset,
nothing much.
You have to be more careful with this.
Dangerous if not know how to use.
I will be more careful
hereafter. Thank you.
What are you doing now?
Is not it beautiful?
- It's like another world.
Really.
It's my ocean.
Come here.
I want to show you some flowers.
This is definitely
My favorite.
Ah, lilies .
Very pretty.
Come on, you know lilies?
- Think live on the board?
- Yup.
Yeah right, you live.
But my parents are encyclopedias
street Biology.
Well then...
This one.
Cleopatra earrings.
Impressive.
You will never know this.
Come here.
This one.
What are you doing?
Ginger.
Very good.
It looks like me.
This one you have to see.
Right here.
Mitchell?
Gotcha.
Could not leave
pass is perfect.
Will make us
be expelled from here.
Hey, wait a minute.
You are crazy.
You know, you are the first smile
I see in three weeks.
Thank you.
Been on the beach
seeing the setting of the sun?
I've never been on the beach.
One day you have to go to L.A.
see the sunset.
You should feel much
lack of home, right?
Not now.
- Good Guy?
Can I talk to you for a second?
I had a great day today.
We can do it again.
I know a great restaurant.
Good food and always packed.
We can have fun.
For me're great.
How about Friday?
OK.
It's my bus.
I forgot it was going to the city
Bring him too.
I do not know if he can
pack company in time.
Can I bring a friend.
Nice.
Okay, well ...
bye Mitchell Goosen.
I'm starting to like Cincinnati.
Nice.
Hey, how's my best
and one cousin?
Why're so happy, brah?
- It's called love, brah.
Hey, look at the water.
What is her name?
- Nikki.
I have a date with her
Friday night.
- We agreed to go out Friday night.
- I got one for you too.
You did what?
I arranged a meeting?
It's nice to be nice and say yes .
I had several proposals to Friday.
It's nice to have beautiful eyes
... and beautiful teeth.
South Bay
South Africa.
No one around, no cameras,
without sponsors.
Only the Goos ...
... and the wave.
And that perfect wave.
Fast, large and spattering
as a washing machine.
Even more because it is in Cincinnati.
That's right, Cincinnati.
Never done before.
Ei Mitchell!
Voc acha que a Gloria vai
gostar do visual de um cara
rebelde sem causa que anda
margem da sociedade?
o jeito que voc se veste
todo dia?
Tudo bem, Sr. Esperto.
Sr. Sabe Tudo.
Me ajude com a roupa.
Vamos ver o que voc tem.
Voc no meu primo.
Ah, qual ?
Eu desisto.
Popeye, ta um grande cara.
Sabe por qu?
Nunca entrou para o
Clube dos Cabeludos.
Errado.
Porque seu lema era
" Eu sou o que sou ".
Acha que Popeye alguma vez se preocupou
com roupa para conquistar Olvia Palito ?
Devo dizer que no, parceiro.
E quer saber por qu?
Ele era gay.
Porque ele o que .
Ol...
...Gloria, sou Wi...Wiley...
...como vai?
Po...posso dirigir.
- Que tal dar uma volta
no per antes de jantar?
- isso a, j que tenho
Carteira de Habilitao.
- Que legal, no?
- S precisou de trs tentativas.
- Isso acontece.
Aqui vamos ns.
S checando os comandos.
De quem era aquele carro?
vivas, mortas ou fictcias.
No importa. Quem seriam?
- Que tipo de pergunta essa?
- S uma brincadeira, vai.
Bem, devo dizer Tom Curtis, maior
surfista vivo, seria legal.
E... talvez Ghandi. Mas no pra
almoo pois ele no come nada.
- E a terceira?
- Seria voc.
Eu?
Pode almoar com qualquer pessoa
no mundo e voc me escolhe.
- Voc no qualquer pessoa.
Voc especial.
Ento...
Costuma vir sempre ao per?
Ah, sim... aqui tem
pessoalmente...
- O melhor lado do per pra l.
Voc precisa ver aquele lado...
- Com fome?
- Morrendo.
Pessoal?
Podemos ir pois...
Gloria est com fome.
Muito.
Acho que ela gostou de mim, cara.
Alm do mais, ela sabe a letra de
You ate my train
de Jenny Young, cara.
tima e ela gosta.
Acho que nem professores
so to chatos.
Todo estranho.
- Ele est um pouco nervoso.
- Ele t nervoso?
Achei que ia morrer quando quase
bateu naquele caminho de gasolina.
- Ele vai mudar seu conceito.
- No nesta vida.
...foi muito estranho.
No falei que aqui seria legal?
Eu amo este lugar, meu favorito.
Eu praticamente vivo aqui.
Queriam por um sof l trs
Engraado pois eu nunca
te vi por aqui antes.
Venho sempre s teras.
- Mesmo?
Sento nos fundos... com o dono.
Venho tarde, bem tarde.
Ei galera, no se importam de Walter
e eu nos sentarmos, no ?
Blane, d o fora daqui.
- Veja, parece que Nikki arranjou
um novo amiguinho.
Parceiro, na boa, o que t
rolando aqui particular.
Vocs entendem, no?
O que acha de sairmos outra hora
e jogar boliche, talvez?
Eu gosto de boliche mas no quero
ir embora, Blane. Temos que ir?
- Ir? Antes de agradecer nossa estrela
por ter ajudado a ganhar o jogo?
Seria falta de educao.
Entendo o que quer dizer, brou.
Obrigado pelas palavras e Adeus.
- Garotos, faam alguma coisa.
- Por que no nos deixam em paz?
- Boa idia.
- Finalmente.
Me solta Blane.
comearmos uma briga.
- Cala boca, no t vendo que
estou danando com a Gloria?
- Meu, deixe ela em paz, t certo?
Vai, solta ela.
- Vai implorar perdo?
- Voc escutou, cara.
- Ainda no ouvi cabea de cenoura.
- Voc escutou, Blane.
Ento vou ter que te machucar.
Venha aqui.
Mitchell!
- Solta ela.
- Se liga, isso no tem
nada a ver com voc.
E eu no vou falar de novo.
- Deixe ela decidir, Jack.
- Ela j decidiu.
Agora cai fora daqui!
Ainda no acabou, Jack.
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