Birthday Girl Page #4

Synopsis: Internet love connections and mail-order brides rarely ever work out, and John should have known. Having never been lucky in the game of love and tired of waiting for the perfect woman to come along, John decides to take his chances and orders a mail-order bride from Russia online. At first, things seem perfect: his new bride Nadia is a gorgeous woman, and although she may not speak much English, her skills in the bedroom more than make up for any communication problems. When Nadia's 'cousins' unexpectedly arrive to celebrate her birthday, John is drawn into their web of corruption and crime.
Director(s): Jez Butterworth
Production: Miramax Films
  1 win.
 
IMDB:
6.1
Metacritic:
51
Rotten Tomatoes:
58%
R
Year:
2001
93 min
$4,919,896
Website
154 Views


Come on. Hmm?

It's nothing to be ashamed of.

Did she leave you?

Who'd she leave you for?

Her boss?

Your best friend?

A woman!

She's dead.

Oh, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, I, uh...

I... don't know why

I said that.

She's not dead at all.

She's not...

- What?!

- Um...

I don't know why I said it.

I'm sorry.

She's alive?

She's alive?!

Laugh it up.

Go on.

You should stop smoking.

You're pregnant,

and you smoke like a bastard.

- I'm trying to quit.

- Well, it's not working.

I smoke more

when I'm unhappy.

Nobody's that unhappy.

Well, maybe I want to die.

Don't you want me to die?

I don't want anyone to die.

Oh, except for "Small Eyes. "

Except for "Small Eyes. "

So why did it end?

I don't know.

Mm. What was her name?

What's your name?

Mm...

I've got three hours.

Maybe I can buy you

a coffee.

No. I-I shouldn't

be here anyway.

I think... I think

I'd better just go.

What are you going to do?

Uh... I don't know.

I got this, uh...

This is for you.

Yeah? No, thanks.

No. Please.

Why not, huh?

Goodbye.

Woman:
Would all passengers traveling

on B C C Air Flight 003 to Dusseldorf

please proceed immediately

to Gate 19,

where the flight

is now boarding.

Woman:
Excuse me.

Could you please tell us where to

get the bus to... to Tate Gallery?

- Tate Gallery?

- Yeah.

- Excuse me.

- Just a minute, sir.

John:

Excuse me. Sorry.

Excuse me. Sorry.

Excuse me.

Yuri:
To the Skye Grand Hotel,

across the way.

F***!

Woman:
The Skye Grand

Shuttlebus...

Two Russians just came past

w- w-with a woman.

Which room are they in?

I'm sorry, sir. I'm afraid we

can't give out room numbers.

It's just that she...

she left something...

she left something

in... in my cab.

We'll make sure

she gets them.

Excuse me. Two Russians

are staying here.

Do you know

which floor they're on?

Yes. I know

which floor they're on.

And... And, um...

Which floor

would that be?

We've only got one floor.

Thanks.

...So easy to leave me

All alone

with the memory...

Oh, Jesus.

Oh, Jesus!

So you came back here

just to rob me?

Is that it?

So now we're even.

I panicked.

I'm sorry... we're square.

I've still

got my ticket home...

or Spain.

Come with us.

Okay!

John! What are you doing?!

Huh?!

What the f***

is John doing here?

Be careful.

That's the cigarette lighter

I gave you for Christmas,

isn't it?

Don't hurt him!

What do you care?

He came here with me!

You mean...

you mean you're together?

No! No, we're not!

It's not what you think!

I told you.

I knew...

I knew something was going on.

You don't know anything...

and you don't own me.

If you love him so much,

let's see you do it.

Do it.

I want to see how you do it.

What's he saying?

Come on. Show me.

Don't do this.

I'll make a big mess here.

You know I'll do it.

No!

Do it.

Ahhh!

You hate me.

And I showed you the world.

Don't leave me here.

At least leave me my share.

Your money's in his coat.

Woman:
Passengers traveling

on Flight 461 to Moscow,

please proceed

to Departure Gate 4.

Your flight is now boarding.

Are you okay?

Yeah.

Okay. Goodbye.

Goodbye.

So, what are you

gonna do?

I don't know...

something else.

Promise?

Promise.

Goodbye.

This isn't mine.

It's not mine, either.

I don't want it.

- I can't take it.

- Just... I...

Y- You could spend it

on the baby.

You know...

you're always surprising me.

You know when I said

that I didn't speak Russian?

I wasn't actually

just making that up.

L- It's a long way to go

for a date.

I know.

Woman:
Gate closing

for Flight 1311 to Moscow...

But... I don't know you.

And I don't know you,

either.

What will happen?

Alexei?

F*** a duck.

Airport! Airport!

Give me the coat.

- What?

- Just give me it.

You say "yes," hmm?

- Say "da. "

- Da.

Are you okay?

Da.

Are you scared?

Da.

Are you a giraffe?

Da.

My name is Sophia.

Sophia.

Hello, Sophia.

Mine's still John.

Hello, John.

I know I stand in line

until you think

You have the time

to spend an evening with me

And if we go someplace

to dance

I know that there's a chance

you won't be leaving with me

Then afterwards we drop

into a quiet little place

And have a drink or two

And then I go

and spoil it all

By saying something stupid

like "I love you"

I can see it in your eyes

You still despise

the same old lines

You heard the night before

And though

it's just a line to you

For me it's true

And never seemed

so right before

I practice every day

To find some clever lines

to say

To make the meaning

come true

But then I think I'll wait

until the evening gets late

And I'm alone with you

The time is right

Your perfume fills my head

The stars get red

and, oh, the night's so blue

And then I go

and spoil it all

By saying something stupid

like "I love you"

The time is right

Your perfume fills my head

The stars get red

and, oh, the night's so blue

And then I go

and spoil it all

By saying something stupid

like "I love you"

I love you

I love you

I love you

I love you

I love you

I love you

I love you

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