Casual Sex? Page #6
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- Year:
- 1988
- 97 min
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All right, sure. No problem.
Thanks, sport.
Nick.
I can't believe it.
Stacy would
never get married
without telling me.
Let's go see
what's going on.
Why didn't she tell me?
Hi, Chopper.
Hey, there she is--
my favorite tenant.
Hi, Gus.
This is Nick.
Oh. Yeah.
Nice to meet ya.
Nick.
Hey, you can put those bags
out by the dumper.
Okay, buddy?
[ Giggles ]
Come on.
Oh, wow!
This is beautiful.
My God.
This is beautiful.
Stacy!
Where are you?
I'm in your apartment.
Where the hell are you?
I'm here.
Why are you there?
Well,
you were in trouble.
So I came to help,
and I dragged Nick
back with me. This is nuts!
Didn't you guys run off
to get married?
No. Like
I'd almost marry someone
I met two seconds ago.
I mean, I know him enough
to know I wanna know him better,
but that's not the point.
The point is,
your note scared me!
I'm-- I'm really sorry
I got you all worried.
All right.
At least I know you're okay.
Stacy, I hope things work out
between you and Nick.
Yeah, thanks.
Look, I gotta go.
Are you sure you're okay?
Are you sure you don't
want me to come back there?
I-I-I'm fine.
I gotta go.
All right. Bye.
[ Sighs ]
Guess I'm not
going anywhere.
I don't get it.
I'm hot, tight,
vastly entertaining.
I thought
that's what women want.
I know the feeling, pal.
What do you say we go
into the gift shop...
and get you a nice,
free Oasis T-shirt?
How's that sound?
You know, I used to have it
all figured out.
It's like women changed
when I had my back turned.
Yeah, it's rough.
You know,
I read something.
Where is it?
Here it is.
Here you go.
"The Pretend You're Sensitive
Handbook."
Nice save, hon.
Yeah.
I can't believe
how much stuff I got.
But I want you to know...
I'm not gonna take up
any of your closet space.
What I'd like to do--
Hon--
What I'd like to do is
stick everything over here
in the corner...
and then get one of those
cardboard drawer things,
you know.
You don't have to do that.
I-I can make room.
- You're so easy to live with.
- Yeah.
[ Chuckles ]
So here.
Here's my contribution
to the apartment.
Oh.
Well,
I guess I'll just go put
these away right now.
That's great.
Think I got another one
in here too, hon.
[ Panting ]
Help.
Jamie, you know,
you've done everything
a human could possibly do
this week to make me happy.
Not everything.
Well,
I--
Yeah, I know.
But, uh, you--
Just, like--
I feel like I-- You--
Uh--
It just wouldn't
feel right for me
to get romantic with you.
Why not?
Well, um, you're not
the usual kind of guy
that I'm attracted to.
Oh. No?
I mean, you're
really attractive, but--
but, um--
I mean, I thought maybe
we should just stick
to being friends.
[ Scatting ]
Hey, Stace!
You wanna cruise up and down
Sunset Boulevard?
You can show me
where all the stars
hang out, hon.
Oh, Nick, you won't believe
what just happened.
I called into work.
There's a big emergency.
They need me. I gotta go.
Really?
Yeah. Oven problems
or something.
Oh.
But I'll be back
just as soon as I can,
and I'll call you, okay?
You just stay here
and have a good time, okay?
Okay. Hey,
and I love it here, hon.
Oh.
[ Door Opens ]
You think it's too late
to use the stereo?
[ Door Closes ]
[ Door Opens ]
I need a small car that's
really easy to handle.
You'll be fine.
Just take your time
and don't be intimidated
by it, okay?
Okay. Thanks, Keith.
[ Engine Starts, Revs ]
[ Tires Squealing ]
[ Crying ]
Ah.
[ Kissing ]
[ Exhales,
Sniffles ]
Wow. Do I look
any different?
Gosh, I'm
so good in bed.
Jamie.
What?
I never thought
it would happen to me.
You're a genius.
I'm a genius.
I bet I could
even do it again.
Maybe we should wait
a few minutes.
[ Chuckles ]
Okay.
Okay.
[ Tires Screech ]
[ Door Closes ]
Can I have the key
to Room 34, please?
Stacy, so nice to see you.
Uh, do you have
a few minutes?
I mean, it occurred to me.
I don't even know
where you work.
Where I work?
Yeah, your career plans,
your dreams,
your aspirations.
I really wanna hear
all about them.
What I want?
I don't even know.
Ask me what
anyone else wants.
Give me three seconds,
I'll figure out
your whole entire life.
Would you...
maybe wanna share
something with me...
about your
childhood perhaps?
Vinny, what the hell
are you talking about?
I'm in a big rush.
Look, I have to go talk
to Melissa.
'Cause if I don't figure out
something about my life soon,
I'm gonna crack.
I respect
your strength, Stacy,
and I think you've got
a lot of potential.
- Mmm.
- [ Door Opens ]
Stacy.
Oh, my God. I'm sorry.
I should have knocked.
I-I didn't even think.
I'm sorry. Good-bye.
Stacy, what are you
doing here?
Oh, I didn't mean
to barge in on you guys.
Something's the matter.
Why are you here?
I don't know.
He's in my apartment.
Who?
There's sneakers all over
the living room,
and soon there's
gonna be cardboard drawers.
But who?
He thinks I'm a huge doll,
and the worst part
is he's so nice.
- Who's he?
- Nick.
Stacy, congratulations.
I hear you're married.
- I'm not married!
- Oops.
- I'm not married.
- Stacy, come in here.
Hi, Jamie.
Hi.
We're just gonna talk
for a second.
I'd leave, but I'm naked.
That's okay.
We'll just go in here.
Why is Nick
suddenly living with you?
'Cause I thought
I was in love with him.
Uh-huh?
[ Exhales ]
I think it was the sex.
I was celibate
for so long,
I started
to feel like a can
of kitchen cleanser.
You know, sterile
and gritty and abrasive.
And when we made love--
I don't know.
I felt like
a human again.
An mammal with breasts.
[ Sighs ]
And also he's
very talented. He's--
Stop.
Not the talented thing.
Okay.
I know. You're right.
He's the same guy again.
So, what are you
gonna do?
Well, I guess maybe
we could stay together...
until Nick gets settled
in L.A., and then when he--
Stacy.
End it.
Go back to L.A.
and just do it.
Sh*t.
You're right.
I am, aren't I?
I'm gonna do it.
It's a test of my--
my new maturity.
[ Whispering ]
Oh, I'm sorry.
Oh, Jamie's in there.
I know.
Can you believe it?
[ Whispering ]
[ Gasps ]
Oh!
Oh! Did he have one too?
[ Shower Running ]
[ Frankie Singing ]
[ Screams ]
It didn't work!
What? What? What?
It didn't work!
What?
The book. The book.
Don't get mad.
I'm not mad.
Look, a guy like me
cannot pretend.
Do you understand
I'm from Jersey?
It's like-- I know
this guy, Joey, right?
He-- He's in jail now.
He kills three people
with a knife.
But he didn't fake it.
He did it!
Look-- Look, Frankie.
I-I gotta get out of here.
I gotta get back to my roots,
put my head together,
do some thinkin'.
Hey, I'm sorry. I tried.
Oh, you--
you've been beautiful.
You're special.
I relate to you.
[ Door Closes ]
Good-bye.
[ Tires Screeching ]
Think she'll do it?
I hope so.
Hey, Stacy! Stacy!
Yo, Stace,
would you give me
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