Friends with Money Page #4
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- 2006
- 88 min
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-You know who has a lot of sex?
-Matt and Franny.
Well, I would have a lot of sex
if I had that much money.
I mean,
nothing to worry about. No stress.
-You're crazy.
-I'm not. Listen, they are relaxed.
-They never fight.
-I've seen them fight.
No, not often.
You think he can't get lung cancer
because he's rich?
-Probably.
-You're so bitter.
I cannot believe he smokes.
-And she lets him.
-How does she let him?
By accepting it.
Well, good for her.
Maybe that's why they don't fight.
That and the money.
Your hair smells so good.
Really?
I wasn't sure that...
...lavender-tea-grass thing
was too strong.
Oh, yes, I liked it.
-It was good.
-Really?
Yeah.
Oh, gosh.
I wonder how the blind date went.
Oh, yeah.
You know what, I don't-- I don't really
see them hitting it off, you know?
I know.
I just wanted her to have a date.
Yeah.
What exactly is the problem?
I don't know.
She just hasn't met the right guy.
And until you meet the right one,
the others are all wrong.
Boy, has she met some wrong ones.
Especially in her 20s.
My God, that was painful to watch.
I think she's still hung up
on that married guy, Raymond.
Who, Mr. Masculine?
She used to squeeze
his whiteheads.
-That's gross.
-I know.
Well, this is sad.
Yeah. He's single.
But there is kid stuff around.
He's really got
a fantastic decorating sense.
What a piggy.
So, what does this guy
do for a living?
I think he's unemployed.
Yeah, his house feels unemployed.
And he has a maid. That's weird.
Maybe he's depressed
because he doesn't work...
...and feels too bad to clean up.
Sounds like a real putz.
It makes sense to me.
Hey, let's f*** here.
No.
I've-- Excuse me, I've....
I've seen you in here a lot.
Yeah, I just work up the street.
Oh, what...?
-What do you do?
-I run my own company.
Oh, tell me.
Well, it's like
an organic-bath-products company.
-Called Luscious.
-You're shitting me. I love that stuff.
You talking--?
You're talking about....
-It has the chunks of fruit in it?
-You use it?
I love it.
-Can I take your order?
-Yeah.
I'd like some Brie
but on wheat bread, please.
-And you?
-I'm gonna have the exact same thing.
-That sounds great.
-With salad.
-Okay.
-You want salad?
-Yeah.
-Okay.
I'm Aaron, by the way.
You're kidding? I'm Aaron.
-You're not. I'm Aaron.
-No, I'm Aaron.
-Nice to meet you, Aaron.
-And you, Aaron.
-Yeah, what do you do?
-I'm a clothing designer.
Really?
My wife's a clothing designer.
-My goodness. What a coincidence.
-What do you design?
Socks, actually. I own Shock Socks.
Oh, my God.
No. You're wearing my socks.
Oh, my goodness.
That is fantastic.
So it's like a six-week
anatomy course. Yeah.
And how much
does something like that cost?
-I think it's like 1800.
-Oh, my God!
Well, you can't get a certificate
without it. You know?
Well, can you make $65 an hour
right away?
-I can't--
-It's sort of complicated.
What are you doing?
It's a stitch.
-A stitch?
-Yeah.
Oh, God.
Can I work at the place
that you use to train Franny?
You should try
making it to the end first.
You know what?
I could clean and I could train.
Okay, well, let's keep going, then.
-How about that?
-F*** that. Everything hurts.
What?
Hey! Hey!
Excuse me.
Excuse me. Excuse me.
-Are you totally blind?
-What are you talking about?
Marcus, hi. I'm Wyatt's mom.
-Oh, hi.
-What's going on here?
Let's see. Well,
you stole my parking place, obviously.
And you know what?
Your son had a play date
at my house last week.
-He did?
-He did, yeah.
His nice nanny brought him over.
-Who are you?
-Wyatt's mom.
Oh, okay. Hi. Hi.
Hi. He had two meals,
you know, big ones...
...broke a mug and he told us that you
let him watch Desperate Housewives.
Yeah, thought you might
wanna know.
-Buckle up.
-And yeah, you're welcome!
-Idiot.
-What about my gum?
Not now.
Take your time, sweetheart.
So it's a six-week course...
-...and when it's over--
-You have to take a test.
But when I'm done, I get a certificate
that tells me I can work in a gym.
How was the sex?
It was fun.
He doesn't look at me, though.
-Hate sex?
-No.
Anyway. So the course is $ 1800.
And I'd pay it back
over a period of time.
That's a lot of money.
But I'd make it back.
Why don't you
just go back to teaching?
Teach poor kids.
It's not my calling.
Miss Franny, I'm going home now.
-Hi, Olivia.
-Hi, Teresa.
You know what?
I'm doing what you do now.
I'm a housekeeper.
Cleaning houses.
Okay, good night.
Bye.
That was so stupid.
I'm just sort of confused
because you're my only friend...
...who doesn't like to exercise,
and you're gonna be a trainer.
What? I don't understand.
What's the--? I mean....
Do accountants
have to love numbers?
Do nannies have to love children?
Yeah.
Franny, if you had to work,
then what would you do?
I feel like I work. I feel like
taking care of my kids is work.
But you have full-time help.
It's true.
-Are you trying to make me feel bad?
-No.
I don't think.
I'm sorry.
What about Christine?
I know.
What are they doing to that house?
It's sort of sad.
Yeah, I mean...
...they should be in couples therapy,
not expanding their home.
You know...
...I would feel a lot better
about giving you the money...
...if you went to a therapist and
figured out what you really wanna do.
Is that a "no" on giving me
the money for the training?
No, I'm not saying that.
I mean, I have to talk to Matt
about it anyway.
Do you have to check with Matt
on lending me money for therapy?
-Well....
-Franny, you know...
...you buy your 2-year-old daughter
$80 shoes from France...
...and you're giving me a hard time.
That's-- That's Matt. That's not me.
I gotta go.
You're leaving?
You know, you just--
You don't understand what it's like.
Before Matt, you would've lent
the money. It's not even his money.
-It's your money.
-Of course it's his money.
We're married.
So we thought we'd do something
tomorrow afternoon, if that's okay.
Are you kidding?
You need friends.
Go. Is he married?
I guess so. He's got a ring.
Come here.
You're my best friend.
Hey, I'm sorry.
I don't know what's wrong with me.
-You're just tired.
-Yeah, I am.
It's okay.
I don't feel like myself.
I think this birthday
was hard for you.
Forty-three. What's the difference?
Yeah, but you're in your 40s now.
It's real.
It's like we're just waiting to die.
You're serious.
That's so depressing.
Hon, your hair, your--
Does it feel greasy?
I don't feel like washing it.
My arms get tired.
So do you think Christine and David
are gonna split up?
Do you remember that fight
they had at our wedding?
No.
They were yelling at each other
in that only downstairs bathroom.
Oh, yeah.
She was mad because he made
some crack about her dress.
Do you remember that weird dress?
It's like they keep
having the same argument.
And they weren't even married yet.
You think they shouldn't
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