Cadillac Man
- R
- Year:
- 1990
- 97 min
- 477 Views
I don't know what's
wrong with it.
You guys were supposed
to service this thing!
I don't know why he
didn't service it.
I don't know.
Why don't you guys take a suck
on that tailpipe?
Son of a b*tch!
I don't know what the hell
I'm going to do now.
Hot.
Blown engine, right?
The engine's blown to hell.
Want me to call you a tow truck?
We got help coming.
Really.
Joey O'Brien, Turgeon Auto.
Finest automobiles
by the world's great carmakers.
Great. Just what I need.
A goddamn car salesman.
You know, you're in
a very dignified profession.
People rely upon you
for the last images...
they have of their loved ones,
and this ain't a pretty picture.
Oh, please, I'm trying to bury
a guy, not buy a hearse.
I'm talking a deal.
Dealer invoice?
Come on by tomorrow.
We're having
a one-time-only sale...
of all our luxury vehicles.
I'll customize
anything you want.
I will personally walk you
through every step of the deal.
We'll have your business
back on its feet by Monday...
back from the dead,
you might say.
- Excuse me.
- Sorry.
If I might interrupt...
What are you doing
about my husband?
We've arranged
for a pickup truck.
I did not spend $10,000...
to have my Ralph can'ted around
in a pickup truck!
I'll put you out of business.
Or better still,
I'll take you to court.
I'll bury you for this!
- Madam.
- What is it?
My deepest condolences.
May I suggest that we
move your husband along...
as quickly as possible
to his last resting place?
Because, as you can see,
it's a very, very hot day...
and there is
no air conditioning...
so I think we should
get him out of the sun...
as quickly as possible.
Please.
I'll gladly lend a hand.
Please, gentlemen.
Oh, be careful.
This guy needs to go on a diet.
Please, that's the widow, man.
What did she feed the guy?
Life's crazy, isn't it?
Here I am, driving along,
minding my own business...
when opportunity knocks.
Be careful.
All right, get the flowers.
Jesus.
He's in there.
This must be
very stressful for you.
She's got to be well-off.
He'll be all right.
Don't you worry.
This is a nice box.
He must have carried
a big life policy.
Thanks a lot. This isn't
even your funeral.
I do for you, maybe one day
you do for me.
Maybe.
She could use some cheering up
at a time like this...
and people get a lot
of pleasure from a new car.
She'll want to
get on with her life.
Can I?
You can't do this.
You can't sell a widow a car
at her husband's funeral.
People will think that's
a little insensitive.
But most people
think that car salesmen...
are the scum
of the earth, anyway.
May I help you
back to your car?
Thank you.
Your husband must
have been a fine man.
He was a fine man.
A man who took care of you
all of his life.
Never denied you anything.
Nothing.
Ralph denied me nothing.
He was a good provider.
Now that he's gone,
I'm sure he wouldn't want you...
to deny yourself in his absence.
Joey O'Brien, Turgeon Auto.
- What is this?
- My business card.
You're not trying
to sell me a car, are you?
At my husband's funeral?
Before he's even in the ground?
Are you?
You sleaze.
You are the scum of the earth.
Not every sale works out,
but I've got to keep trying...
because you know why?
A lot of them do work out...
and when they do,
I feel great...
because I'm making
someone happy.
It's like I'm making
a friend...
what I like to call
a relationship for life.
I love to sell.
It's pathological, I guess.
At that moment,
that point of sale...
I cannot get any closer
to another human being...
without protection.
A little to the right.
A little to the left.
Good.
...you could drive
the car of your dreams.
Honey.
I'm Big Jack Turgeon...
That was quick!
No, honey.
It's your commercial.
My commercial?
Yeah, babe, look.
There's Dave.
There's Henry.
He's talking, right?
No. He speaks perfect English.
- Who's she?
- That's Molly.
I'm Joey, and I'll put you...
We're closing our doors
after 35 years in one location.
We have got to sell...
It looks very professional.
One day, Sunday!
Frankie.
Joe, come here.
I want to show you something.
What do you think
of that bad boy?
That's really tasteful.
Skulls with death rocks.
Maybe some worms
crawling out of them.
That would really
piss your dad off.
Really?
Good golly, Miss Molly.
You've had the rest,
now have the best.
Joey, I'm with a customer.
You do remember what
a customer looks like?
Jackie, I know I'm late...
but I've been taking
care of business, babe.
I know the kind of business
you're taking care of.
I hustled a new hearse
at a funeral.
Come on, Joey,
don't bullshit me.
This is Jackie
you're talking to.
I'm not bullshitting.
He's coming in tomorrow.
The guy from downtown
is on line one.
Tell him I'll call him later.
God, she just drives me crazy.
Jackie, be a little
more subtle.
She's a married woman.
You don't want to get caught.
Come on. God forgive me.
I just can't help myself.
Hey, who can?
We've got to talk about
the sale tomorrow.
Jackie, I'm ready.
Remember those two guys...
you werert here that day.
Anyway, Dad had
some outside experts...
come by to check our operation.
They recommended
when we move
to the new location.
How many you going to lose?
Molly's gonna stay
because she sells cars.
Dad's got a big heart,
so maybe one or two others.
What are you talking about?
We're the guys.
We made this place.
Come on, Joey. Read the sign.
Big Jack Turgeon made the place.
He made you. He taught you how
to sell and he made you rich.
You'd still be rich if you
didn't blow it on babes.
I'm having a few problems,
some of them personal.
But I'm working them out.
I'll be back better than ever.
Well, get back by tomorrow
because you've got to...
close a dozen units to make
an impression on the old man.
Otherwise, you're gone.
What are you talking about,
twelve units by tomorrow?
Yeah, today and tomorrow.
Today's dead. No one's
gonna come in today...
if they know they can
get it tomorrow on sale.
Well, I know. Get on
your horse, cowboy.
Well, I know. Get on
your horse, cowboy.
Call all your old clients,
I'll toss you a few leads.
Do whatever you've got to do
to get people in here.
You've got to sell,
sell, sell, Joey.
It would be terrible
if you werert here anymore.
It'd be a total
f***ing disaster.
Wake up over there.
Wash my car, will you?
Do a good job for once.
I don't care
who your old man is.
Chopsticks. I'm buying.
I'm not talking
about this bullshit now.
Humor him. We'll make it
like the old days.
Anything can happen.
Look at Russia.
If things don't
work out here...
I can sell Lincolns
in Lithuania.
That's a good idea.
Brought that color
right around, huh?
You stop talking now.
Time to eat.
Helen.
Shu mai pork.
Give me some of those shrimp.
Back off. That's not for you.
That's for better table.
This one's for you.
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