For Richer or Poorer
- PG-13
- Year:
- 1997
- 115 min
- 785 Views
[The O'Jays:
For The Love Of Money]Money, money, money, money
Money
Money, money, money, money
Money
Money, money, money, money
Money
Money, money, money, money
Money
Money, money, money, money
Money
Money, money, money, money
Money
Some people got to have it
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, listen to me, y'all
Do things, do things,
do things, bad things with it
You wanna do things, do things,
do things, good things with it, yeah
Uh-huh, talk about
money, money, money, money
People will steal from their mother
People will rob their own brother
People can't even walk the streets
Because they never know
who in the world they're gonna beat
For that mean, oh mean
Mean green
Almighty dollar, money
For the love of money
People will lie, Lord, they will cheat
For the love of money
People don't care
who they hurt or beat
For the love of money
A woman will sell her preclous body
lt carrles a lot of weight
For that mean, mean, mean, mean
Mean green
Almighty dollar
Whoa! No. Oh, no.
Tax fraud. No, no. Oh, no. Oh, no.
I mean, this is a miscalculation.
Yes, I mean,
a misunderstanding certainly.
I would even go so far as to admit
that it was bad judgement.
It could be really bad judgement
but it's certainly not tax fraud.
We need to meet with you and your client
at his office tomorrow at 10.00.
All right. We'll be there. 10.00.
Good. Otherwise warrants get issued.
Property gets attached.
Everyone gets very cranky.
Well, we don't want cranky, do we?
No. We don't.
Sleep well, Mr Lachman.
We'll see you tomorrow. 10.00.
[d Sarah Vaughan: Cheek To Cheek]
Heaven, l'm in heaven
And my heart beats
so that l can hardly speak
And l seem to find
the happiness l seek
When we're out together
danclng cheek to cheek
- Thank you.
- Well, this is our big night.
Yes, it is.
You work the girls
and I'll work the boys.
Sounds great. See you soon.
- Not soon enough.
- Oh!
- La-la-la.
- Oh, Caroline. Mwah.
- Mwah-mwah.
- Oh, Caroline.
- What a fabulous look, as usual.
- Oh, thank you.
Ten years. Can you believe it?
It's easy to believe.
It's just a little tough to admit.
I'm just glad someone's
happily married. Even if it isn't mol.
Oh, honey.
I still can't believe you haven't traded
in Brad for one of those hot new models.
Oh, sweetheart.
- Oh, meow.
- Oh.
- They're so happy.
- I'm so jealous.
[Men laugh]
lmagine, if you will, a mecca,
where people from all over the world
can partake in a celebration
of miracles.
We will lift their souls...
while we lighten their wallets.
[All laugh]
Ladies and gentlemen, behold...
the Holyland.
[chorus] Hallelujahl Hallelujahl
This is amazing, isn't it?
A theme park inspired by God Himself.
[All laugh]
Brad, darling, look who I found.
Your Honour.
It's a thrill to have you here.
- And it's a pleasure to be here.
- Thank you.
And my favourite attorney.
I owe you one, buddy.
You sure do.
All right. May I continue?
Let me take you on a journey.
Step this way.
All right.
Now. Welcome to the Holyland.
Check it out. Bedouin Breakfast.
You gotta love it.
What is this,
a sell job or an anniversary party?
For our Jewish guests,
Torah, Torah, Torah: The Waterslide.
For our Japanese guests,
Tora, Tora, Tora: The Waterslide.
[laughs] Look. Water lnto Winery.
And what a great year for wine. Mm. One.
My favourite attraction. Here it is.
The Burning Bush.
Twice a night,
we light up the skies with this.
[Screams]
Mr Sexton, not only
have you no respect for religion,
but you have ruined
my favourite Balenciaga.
I can assure you that if you go ahead
with this... heresy,
you and anyone else
stupid enough to get involved
will burn in hell.
- Judge Northcutt...
- Your Honour, please wait.
Does this mean
we won't be having dessert?
[Attorney] Uh, Judge...
What the hell's a Balenciaga?
Yo, Picasso. Let's go.
[Grunts]
- Happy anniversary, Mr Sexton.
- Thank you, Winston.
Coh!
After tonight, I don't know how I'll
ever be able to face my friends again.
Just pretend they're a mirror.
You're so funny, honey.
I'll just confess to them
that I'm married to a moron.
That way they'll feel sorry for me,
then they'll forgive me.
this fabulous life.
Oh, that again.
Oh, I forgot. That's right, honey.
You did everything and I did nothing.
Well, I have developed 16 commercial
properties in the last five years,
including Euro-Alcatraz.
Hm. I'm sorry.
Did you say "Euro-Alcatraz"?
Vacation in the Big House.
- Say, did you hear that?
- What?
The sound of an entire continent
laughing at you.
Ouch. Caroline,
refresh my memory, will you, please?
What exactly have you done
in the past five years?
Wait a minute. I know.
You've done Bloomingdale's.
You've done lunch.
You've done chemical peels.
You've done collagen.
You've done liposuction.
- Wow.
- You poor, deluded little monkey.
to these people, huh?
Without me, Brad, you would be nothing.
I beg your pardon,
but I had a very successful real estate
career before I ever met you.
Oh, really.
So you consider leasing parking spaces
a real estate career?
Well, here's a newsflash.
I took you from K-Mart to Tiffany's.
- I invented you.
- OK.
Then I guess you have
no one else to blame but yourself.
That's...
I guess not.
Good night.
[Caroline on lntercom]
Brad, darling, here's a thought.
Since you're so good with fire,
why not set up a barbecue barrel on 42nd
and sell flame-broiled pigeons?
Or you should write a cookbook.
How To Roast Your Own Nuts.
What do you think, Brad?
You know what I think?
I think I'm tired of busting my ass
while you sit on your ever-widening one,
criticizing everything I do.
I spent the last six months busting
this ever-widening ass, and for what?
So you could turn our anniversary into
a carny sideshow to promote a lame idea?
All right, Caroline.
What is this really about?
Nothing, Brad. Just another thrilling
Saturday night at the Sextons'.
Are you so pissed off
about the incident at the party?
No. I am pissed because
if I had just stayed in fashion design
instead of wasting my time on you,
my own collection by now.
Ah. So instead, you're collecting
everyone else's collection.
Hm. Don't you get it?
I gave it up to help you.
You gave it up because you were afraid
you might have to finish something.
- I'm tired.
- Then go to bed.
No. Of this.
What used to work in this marriage
doesn't work anymore.
Oh, God, here it comes.
The divorce talk again.
We're wasting our time.
What's the point?
lf you want out, just say the word.
Out.
- What?
- Out.
- You want a divorce?
- I need a divorce.
- You got it.
- Good.
- We'll split everything.
- Split what?
We don't own any of this sh*t.
All we have is debt.
I'd be glad to split that fifty-fifty.
Fifty-fifty? Not on your life.
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