Fear Page #3
- R
- Year:
- 1996
- 97 min
- 3,545 Views
- You're not gettin' out of that.
- [Nicole] All right.
You should come with us
to the Orbit. It'd be fun.
[Chuckles]
- Nicole! Get me a Coke.
- Yeah?
Okay, I'll be right there.
Come on, Steve.
You could play pinball.
You could ride
the bumper cars.
you throw the ball at something...
- [Unzipping Boot]
- And maybe win me a stuffed animal.
Or you could
just walk around,
eating cotton candy,
checking everybody out.
[Footsteps Approaching]
Hey, thank you.
You almost ready?
- Mm-hmm.
- I wanna get there before dark.
- We still gotta pick Logan up.
Hurry, okay?
- Okay. Let me grab my jacket.
[David]
Okay.
David.
Nicole's curfew is 12:00,
not five after, all right?
All right.
- [Phone Beeping]
- Hello.
Yeah, Eddie.
Pleasure to meet you,
Mr. Walker. Take care.
No, I'm finishing them up
right now.
I'm gonna drop 'em off
at FedEx myself.
- [Sighs]
- I'm not gonna miss it. It'll get there.
- [Laura] Nicole!
- All right, Eddie. I'll see ya.
[Phone Beeps]
[Laura]
Nicole!
- [Car Engine Starting]
- You let her leave?
- Steven.
- Why don't you get
your helpmate to do it?
- [Phone Beeping]
- What, Eddie?
[Guitar]
Childhood living
Is easy to do
The things
that you wanted
I bought them for you
Graceless lady
You know who I am
You know I can't let you
Just slide
through my hands
And wild horses
Couldn't drag me away
Wild horses
Couldn't drag me away
Faith has been broken
And tears must be cried
Let's do some living
Oh, after we die
Wild horses
Couldn't drag me away
Wild, wild horses
Couldn't drag me away
Wild, wild horses
We'll ride them someday
[Screaming]
Eddie, I'm sealin' the envelope,
I'm out the door.
What are you talkin' about?
The last pickup's not until 7:00.
I still got
half an hour. What?
Sh*t!
[Man] There you go, kid.
Take your best shot.
Bull's-eye will get you
anything on the wall.
- We got a winner.
- [David] I'll take that peace pipe.
[Man #2]
You look like a basketball player.
Take a shot.
I screwed up. I gotta
go back up to Vancouver.
Bye-bye.
I want you to come with me.
We could stay
in that same hotel.
Maybe even get
that same suite.
[Laura] The number
of the hotel is by the phone.
So just rent some videos, call Domino's,
and try not to kill each other.
- I'll try and restrain myself.
- I'll sic Kaiser on you.
- Ooh-whoo.
- Ooh, I'm shaking.
Try and have a nice time, Nic.
Life is short.
Nobody in the house
but you and Toby.
- I hear you, Dad.
- Smile?
- [Phone Ringing]
- Hello.
- David?
- Nicole, how are you?
- I'm good. Listen.
David, my parents went out
of town for a couple of days,
and I'm all alone
in my room.
- Nicole.
- Yes, David?
- I promised some friends I'd help
'em out with somethin' tonight.
- Oh.
- Um, okay. Whatever.
- But, Nicole.
- Yeah?
- I could come by afterwards.
- Would that be okay?
- Sure.
If it gets too late,
I might be in bed.
Okay? So just punch 1-4-3-2 into
the keypad and just come on in.
I'll be waiting.
[Beeping]
[Electric Lock Buzzes]
[Lock Beeps]
[Whispering]
Hey.
David.
Nicole.
I love you.
[Panting]
Please don't tell Margo.
Not that it's a secret or anything.
I just...
I don't know, it...
Are we talkin'
the "L" word here?
I don't know.
[Chuckles]
Whatever it is,
I definitely never felt it before.
Prince Charming
must be late.
- Do you want me to wait?
- No, that's all right. He'll be here.
David, what the hell
are you doing? Stop it!
[Gary Grunting]
Stop it!
Stop it!
[Panting]
- [Sobbing]
- What? Come on.
Go away!
Get away from me!
[Sobbing]
Just leave us alone.
[Crying]
- Oh, my God. Oh, my...
- [Knock At Door]
- Who is it?
- [Laura] Can I come in?
- Um...
- I, uh...
I thought of you when I saw
this in the hotel gift shop.
Oh, Nicole,
what happened?
I was in gym class. We were
playing volleyball, and I caught
an elbow right in the eye.
Oh. Well...
Let's see
what we can do.
- Those are pretty shoes.
- Thank you.
Hey there. Doesn't your daughter look
exceptionally pretty today?
- Uh-huh.
- [Clears Throat]
Oh, hey, yeah.
You look lovely, Nic.
Thanks, Dad.
I gotta go.
Can I get a kiss?
[Chuckles]
- Bye, Dad.
- Bye, Nic.
Thanks, Laura.
- What was that about?
- Woman stuff.
She got a black eye in gym class,
so I gave her a makeup lesson.
So she wouldn't
look like a slut.
[Nicole]
Hey.
Talk to Travis Bickle yet?
I don't think I ever
wanna see him again.
[Nicole]
Are you okay?
[Gary]
Did you see the look in his eye?
I can't get it out of my head.
Gave me goddamn nightmares.
I'm sorry, Gary.
[Nicole]
I'm just so incredibly confused.
[Class Bell Ringing]
Hey, I'm a murderous
murder man
Comin' from a bad land
Real hard-core
Kickin' down
your front door
Let me get
what's comin' to me
'Cause if I can't use my mind
I'm gonna grab the...
[Rap Song Continues,
Lyrics Indistinct]
Uh, we're here to see
a man about a dog.
- Does this look like a kennel?
- I, uh... W-We...
Woof, woof, woof.
[Rock Music Plays]
All right, wait in here.
But don't be fooled. He's on red alert.
[Indistinct Talking,
Billiard Balls Clattering]
They're interested
in the dog.
Go tell David
we have to leave soon.
- [Rock Music Continues]
- [Boy On TV] Holy smoke, Beaver!
- [Knock At Door]
- Hey, man.
What the hell
you doin' in here?
- Not now, Knobby.
- Logan says we gotta leave soon.
Tell Logan I'm not goin'.
Oh, yeah? Well, he's gonna be pissed,
man. You've been bailin' a lot.
When his old man
gets back into town,
we're all gonna be
out on our ass.
You better start
thinkin' about that.
You're welcome.
Hey, Nicole.
You got a fan.
Thanks.
Never mind.
[Nicole Crying]
Steve, let me go?
Were the flowers
from him?
Yeah.
It's just like him,
you know?
He's always so polite
and considerate.
He never has to show off
the way other guys do.
Then all of a sudden
he turns into a monster.
I mean, Gary was down
on the ground, and David...
just kept on kicking him
and kicking him so hard!
Did he give you
the black eye too?
Did he?
Dad, I told you
how I got the black eye.
[Sobbing]
Steven, why don't you
let us finish up here?
Toss me the Kleenex?
[Nicole Sobs]
Nicole, I want you to understand
have done to disappoint you...
is no reason for you
to go screw up your whole life.
What?
Dad, I don't know what
you're talking about.
That's what worries me.
Look, Dad, this may come
as a big shock to you,
but every move I make
does not have to do with you.
- Turns out I'm living my own life.
- Not yet you're not.
As long as you're living in my house,
you'll follow my rules.
That means when you wanna
go out, I wanna know where
you're going and with who.
- And if I don't like it,
you're not going.
- Don't be ridiculous, Dad.
- I'm not kidding, Nicole.
This is gonna stop!
- What?
Why don't you just say it?
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