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Big Business Page #8
- PG
- Year:
- 1988
- 97 min
- 1,482 Views
- Shut up.
- We must be in some kind of...
- Now, there's got to be
an explanation for this.
- Parallel universe.
- That is the dumbest damn thing
I ever heard.
- P-Please don't shout.
Oh, you're such a hick.
There's UFO written all over this thing.
- They're probably relatives.
- Don't you ever talk to me that way.
- Relatives? How can they be?
Listen to them.
They're imbeciles.
- Now, listen...
- Now, listen,
- Please stay calm.
- No, you're not any more in charge!
- Be quiet.
- We're going to go clockwise,
starting with me.
- Well, how come you?
My God, it's me
with a bad haircut.
Bad? I paid 12 bucks for this.
I am going to kick your ass.
- I like it. I think that...
- Stop it!
All right, who are you,
and where the hell do you come from?
- Rosie, Rosie, my sister Rosie.
- I love it. Oh... Oh, my goodness me.
- We gotta figure out who's who here.
- Rosie.
- Boy, I sure hope I'm still me.
Rose, there's a chance
I could be her.
- Oh, God.
- Oh, isn't she divine?
- I know for a fact I'm not me. Boo-hoo.
- Damn, l-l-I just gotta be me.
- Rosie, wait for me.
- I can't wait to know!
- And then you went where?
- I work nights at the factory.
I make real nice spare parts.
- How many?
- Six brothers.
- And four sisters.
Sadie, ten.
You make eleven!
- You sure do.
- Oh! I can't believe it.
- Oh! Good morning.
- Good morning.
- Morning!
- Morning!
- Yes.
Hold it. I know who it was.
It was that rickety old Nanny Lewis.
She couldn't see worth a darn.
She spent her last days
puttin' diapers on chairs.
All my life I felt like I was
out of place, like I didn't belong.
And I didn't.
I hate my job.
I hate shopping.
I hate New York in June.
- How about you?
- I hate grits.
And I hate men who smell
like beer and bean dip.
And I hate makin' love
in the back of recreational vehicles.
- Am I rich now?
- We're all rich.
Oh, to hell with that.
We got a meetin' to get to.
We're all on the same side,
now that we're sisters.
- Right.
- Right?
Of course.
The meeting's already started.
Now, we can't all of us go in there
because the spectacle of all this
seems to upset people.
So, Rose, you take them
sightseeing.
I'll go in, call off the sale, and then
we'll all go to Elaine's for lunch.
- Elaine's?
- Elaine who?
How do we know that
you're gonna call off that sale?
- Oh, no.
- Well, of course I will.
Are you sure that while we're out there
lookin' at the Statue of Liberty...
you won't be in there
votin' so that Italian fella
can strip-mine Jupiter Hollow?
- Strip-mine?
- Yes.
- You lied to me.
- Would I strip-mine our birthplace?
Oh, no, you don't. You're the only one
that's gonna get strip-mined
if you walk through that door.
- You'd never miss that old sinkhole.
- Ohh! What did you say?
I'll buy you a nice little condo
on the East River.
- How dare you!
- Rosie! Rosie, help me with
this terrible, vulgar woman!
- Rosie! Rosie! I need your help!
- Don't you dare!
Sadie, l-I just have to.
Ohh. Ohh. Ohh. I've got her!
How could you do this to your own
sister? Sadie, don't let them to do
this! I'll share it all with you!
- No.
- Join me in this, and I'll show you
a life that'll make your head spin.
I'll introduce you to the most
glamourous people in the world.
- Joan Collins?
- Yes!
- No!
Sadie, I know you're shallow,
but you're not heartless.
- You don't wanna help
do in Jupiter Hollow!
- You're not one of them.
You're me. Look. We've even
got the same taste in clothes.
Yeah, and where in the hell did you
get the money to buy such a dress?
Or do I need to ask?
Come on, Sadie. Who needs
these dumb old hayseeds anyway?
I do.
Oh, grab her, quick!
In the closet! Throw her in!
- Oh, you're a Ratliff deep down inside.
- Open up, I tell you!
- I knew you were.
- Don't push it.
- Quick, go get that chair.
- Oh.
- Security! Help!
- I'd better stay with Sadie.
- Let me out!
- Oh, boy.
I can't wait to loose my lip
at those stockholders.
- Wait!
- Help!
- You can't.
- Why not?
Because no one will believe you. The one
who always does the talking is Sa...
You fools. They'll never fall for that.
They'll see right through her.
By the liquidation of the Hollowmade
factory, we'll double our corporate...
Open up! Let me out!
- Oh, just hold your horses!
- Let me out!
- Good morning, Bill and Tom.
- Bill, Tom.
Good morning.
Well, good morning, ladies and
gentlemen. Sorry if I'm a bit late.
Well, let's get right down to
new business, shall we? Hollowmade.
I have come to the conclusion...
- that the sale of Hollowmade
to Fabio, uh, uh...
- Alberici. Alberici. Alberici.
What's-his-face
is not in our best interest.
What?
Excuse me, Miss Shelton, but we were
just, uh, reminding the stockholders...
that you strongly advocate
liquidation.
Rose, darling, may I have
a glass of water, please?
- Certainly.
- I'm a very direct woman.
If I don't get your approval to
cancel this sale, please understand...
that l...
I have controlling interest
in Denver-C-Carrington...
uh, M-M-Moramax, and I...
uh, will not hesitate to fire you all
right here on the spot...
- and replace y'all
with a board that will go along.
- Miss Shelton.
This is outrageous!
We were told the sale
would make a huge profit.
Isn't that
what we're in business for?
What the hell's going on here?
- W-What Sadie means, um...
What she's trying to tell you is...
- W-W-W-W-W-W... l-l-l-l-l-l...
- I just want to say that... What...
- Uh, wait. Gentlemen,
I have something to say.
This deal is a fraud.
Mr. Alberici plans
to close down the factory...
and to strip-mine Jupiter Hollow.
You're probably wondering how come
all of the sudden we care about
- Yes.
- Well, it's... it's...
it's simply because...
- Because?
- Because of...
we've been facing.
As you well know, Moramax
- of a... of a...
- Of a...
- a...
- Pit bull!
Yes! Look, everyone hates us, and now
we're going to put 500 hard-working,
decent Americans out of work?
- They're not gonna take it lying down.
- They're not. They're... They're liable
to be arriving here any minute now.
- In pickup trucks.
- RVs!
- Factory workers picketing Moramax,
with wives, kids, dogs...
- Pigs!
- All right! Get on with it.
- Oh, look.
Ladies and gentlemen, we're asking you
to please say no to this sale...
not just because
it's going to spare 500 jobs...
not just because it's gonna save
10,000 acres of the most beautiful land
God ever put on this earth...
and certainly not just because
No, we appeal to you
as businesspeople.
We appeal to your
basic business instinct.
Yes, to save your own asses!
- What?
- Yes.
How many of you are in favour
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