Fatal Attraction Page #2
- R
- Year:
- 1987
- 119 min
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- What?
Why don't you have a date?
- It's Saturday night.
- I did have a date.
I stood him up.
That was the phone call I made.
Does that make you feel good?
It doesn't make me feel bad.
So, where's your wife?
Where's my wife?
My wife is in the country with her
parents, visiting for the weekend.
You're here with a strange girl
being a naughty boy.
Having dinner with somebody
isn't a crime.
Not yet.
- Will it be?
- I don't know. What do you think?
I definitely think it's up to you.
I can't say yet.
I haven't made up my mind.
At least you're very honest.
We were attracted to each other
at the party. That was obvious.
You're on your own for the night.
That's also obvious.
We're two adults.
Let's get the check.
- That was great.
- Thank God.
Are you feeling energetic?
What do you have in mind?
I live up here.
- In this building?
- Yeah.
Well, where do I get a cab, you know?
Ever done it in an elevator?
- Not recently.
- I bet you haven't.
I'm sorry, baby. I'm sorry.
How are you?
Hi. What happened to you?
I tried you earlier.
I guess you're not back yet.
I'm gonna go to bed now,
so call me in the morning. Bye-bye.
Hello? Dan, darling,
we were expecting you.
- I'm sorry. I had work to do.
- That's OK.
- We wanted you to see that house.
- Next time.
You want to speak to Beth?
- Yes, please.
- Hold on a second.
The phone, it's Dan. Here you are.
Hello. What happened to you?
Hi.
Nothing. I just had
dinner with Bill last night.
How is he?
He's... Bill's, you know...
Bill's Bill, the same as usual.
Is he still with that girl?
Well, he wasn't last night.
I think it's over.
He wouldn't talk about it.
- Are you getting any work done?
- Yeah, I'm working.
There's spaghetti sauce
in the refrigerator.
Great. OK. How's Ellen?
She is having the best time.
I just hope that Dad survives it.
I don't know how to tell you this.
But... she wants a rabbit.
Beth, no rabbits.
Jesus Christ!
We're turning into Noah's Ark.
Please! Give her a kiss, all right?
But no promises.
- All right.
- When are you coming home?
It's complicated.
There's a problem with the house.
They sold it.
Very funny. No. We can't see it
until late this afternoon.
I'm not up to fighting the traffic.
I'll come in tomorrow.
What about school?
She's only five.
What will she miss? Trigonometry?
Yeah, OK. I'll see you
when I get home from work.
OK. See you tomorrow.
OK, thanks. Have a good time.
Yeah?
What happened? I woke up.
You weren't here. I hate that.
- You didn't get my note?
- What note?
I left you a note right by your bed.
That's nice. I thought we were going
to spend the day together.
Look, I got so much work
to do today. I can't.
Why don't you come over?
I'll cook us lunch.
The poor dog
hasn't been out of the house.
I gotta take him out.
Bring the dog. I love animals.
I'm a great cook. Come on.
Listen, I'd love to, but I can't.
Do what you have to do, then come
over afterwards. We can eat late.
Or you can work here.
I won't disturb you, I promise.
I'll be a good girl.
You don't give up, do you?
Good boy.
Quincy, no!
I got it! I got it!
Quincy, cover me. Come on. He fires.
- OK.
- She's got it. It's back.
Over the head. He's got it.
Dan, can you hear me?
My God!
- You bastard.
- Your face!
Your face!
- That was a shitty thing to do.
- Sorry. I was fooling around.
My father died of a heart attack.
I was seven. It happened
right in front of me.
Honey, I'm sorry.
I had no idea. If I had,
I never would have done that.
Wait, he didn't die? He's alive?
He's alive and well
and living in Phoenix.
didn't you?
Let's hear it.
I hope you like spaghetti.
Specialty of the house.
It goes with the opera.
It smells so good.
- Anything else for me to do?
- Just make yourself at home.
- Change the tape if you want.
- No, this is great.
I love Madame Butterfly.
- Really? It's my favourite opera.
- Mine, too.
First opera I ever saw.
My father took me to the old Met.
I was five years old.
- Did it make any sense?
- I got most of it.
There was this US sailor setting up
house with this Japanese lady.
That was all fine.
But in the final act,
after he left her,
my father told me,
"She's gonna kill herself."
And I was terrified.
I was...
I climbed right underneath the chair.
It's right here.
This is it.
It's funny.
- What?
- It's one of the only times
I remember my father being nice
to me when I was a kid.
Comforting me at Madame Butterfly.
What?
What are you thinking?
I was wondering why all
the interesting guys are married.
Maybe you find them interesting
because you can't have them.
How long have you been married?
Nine years.
- Do you have any kids?
- I got a six-year-old girl.
Sounds good.
- Yeah, I'm lucky.
- So what are you doing here?
Boy, you know how to ask them.
No, I really want to know.
I had a wonderful time last night.
I'd like to see you again.
Is that so terrible?
No.
I just don't think it's possible.
It's really strange.
I feel like I know you already.
I just wanna know where I stand.
I think you're terrific.
But I'm married.
What can I say?
Just my luck.
Sh*t!
- What are you doing?
- I gotta go.
I thought she wasn't coming back
till tomorrow.
She's not, but I got things to do.
I gotta go home.
- I don't think I like this.
- Like what?
The way you run away
after every time we make love.
What difference does it make
when I leave? I gotta go.
- You're not gonna leave now.
- Come on. Stop it.
Come on! Alex!
What's the problem?
I'm sorry.
Jesus Christ, let's be reasonable.
Be reasonable? What?
Goodbye.
Don't call me, I'll call you.
You knew about me.
I didn't hide anything.
- I thought it was understood.
- What?
The opportunity was there,
and we took it.
- We're adults, aren't we?
- What's that supposed to mean?
I thought we'd have a good time.
You thought you'd have a good time.
You didn't stop to think about me.
That's crazy. You knew the rules.
- What rules?
- Look, Alex. I like you.
If I wasn't with somebody else,
maybe I'd be with you. But I am.
Please don't justify yourself.
It's pathetic.
If you'd tell me to f*** off,
I'd have more respect for you.
All right then, f*** off.
And you, get out!
I'm going.
Why don't you come over here
and say goodbye nicely?
Let's be friends.
Baby, no.
It's OK.
It's OK.
- It's OK, really.
It's OK. All right. That's OK.
Your hands are all wet.
Jesus!
Jesus Christ! Come here,
come here, come here.
Hold on. Hold on.
Nice and tight.
Hi. Did you just call me?
I was in the shower.
I heard the phone.
I thought it was you.
How are you? Did you have a good day?
Yeah, yeah.
Really? That's terrific.
That's really terrific.
You sound excited.
Yeah.
No, I'm not against the idea.
Don't get me wrong.
It's just the money.
Yeah.
Yeah.
OK, darling. I love you.
Bye.
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