Hello, My Name Is Frank Page #4
- TV-MA
- Year:
- 2014
- 105 min
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To help others in need?
Ah, not if he chops us
to pieces.
Hey!
Do you want a ride?
Frank:
Jeffrey Dahmer!Jeffrey Dahmer!
( Barks )
There is no way I'm letting
him get in this car.
What the f***, Kim?
He could be your future husband
for all you know.
Now, you'll never know.
I am not meeting
my future husband
on the side of the road.
Actually, that's how I met
Laura's mom.
- No, you didn't.
- Sure did.
Well, I met her at a bus stop.
She was still a nurse
at the time.
( Chuckles )
She was wearing
this bubblegum pink cotton
nurse's uniform.
She had her hair up in a bun,
and she had on these
spotless white shoes.
Ah, she looked like an angel.
So, you hit on her?
She sat next to me on the bus,
and we got to talking
and, well,
that was after
I hit her in the face.
So, I guess in a way,
I did hit on her.
( All laughing )
It was like god
just put her at that bus stop.
See, Kim?
Sometimes it's good to step out
of your comfort zone
and live a little.
Well, that was an exception.
Haven't you ever heard
of the expression
"you play with fire,
and you will get burned"?
Haven't you heard the expression
"you better use it
before it gets old"?
Whatever.
"To each your own."
You're not hungry?
I'm just curious, frank.
Why do you always bite
that key ring?
Is it because of the tourettes?
Oh, my god. Kim, is having tact
anti-Christian or something?
Frank doesn't mind.
Do you?
I just have
never known anybody
with tourettes,
and I have a lot of questions.
And Laura's never
let us spend this much time
with frank before.
You mean your tourettes is?
I mean, you aren't
your tourettes, right?
I read somewhere that it's like
this evil twin
that comes out
Like, you just can't control
what it says or does.
I can relate to that.
that you can swear like a sailor
and never get in trouble for it.
( Laughs )
Well, I... I wouldn't
say never.
Can I hear what you're like
without the key ring just...
Just once?
He needs a trigger.
Shut up, you little b*tch.
F*** you, cocksucker.
- Damn it!
Oh.
God damn, f***ing a**hole,
cocksucking,
crazy b*tch picnic...
( Barking )
Hey!
That is no way to address
teenage girls.
You ought to be
ashamed of yourself
with that mouth.
- ( Gasps ) You...
- Laura:
Whoa!B*tch picnic, b*tch picnic,
b*tch picnic.
Stop it right now!
This is a public place
with children present!
Stop it!
He can't help it!
( Yelling, barks )
Sorry.
I'm sorry.
I didn't know
you were afflicted.
But you really
shouldn't be in a public place
with kids present.
And you need to learn
how to pick on someone
your own size.
It was a mistake.
D*ckhead.
Sorry.
I have tourettes, too.
A**hole.
Sorry. Me, too.
What she said.
I have a right
to protect my children
from being exposed to profanity.
I have that right.
the hell out of here.
- ( Sighs )
- Oh, my god,
that was like,
the best lunch ever.
- You were awesome, frank.
- I was?
- Totally.
- ( Groans )
You had some really
good digs at him.
some of your moves.
( Laughs )
I think... I think
I just had my first fight.
Uh-huh. Uh-huh.
Give me some five.
- ( Chuckles )
- You shouldn't be afraid
of a little danger now and then.
Oh, I... I'm not thirsty.
- Thanks.
- No. No, it's for your eye.
- Ah.
Whoo!
All right, let's go.
- We bad.
- Oh, yeah.
( Laughing )
Do you know Laura's plans
for after we get back?
She got a volleyball scholarship
to my college,
but lately she said
she's not going.
Ah, I don't know
what her plans are,
but, heh, she's going.
Good.
but I was kind of afraid
I'd have to go alone.
It's a private
religious college,
did you know?
Well, they've got a lot
to choose from,
but, my future's
already been decided.
I'll be taking religion classes,
so I can be a teacher
in one of my church's schools.
I think I'll be good at it.
I hope I like it.
what they're supposed
to do with their lives?
I mean, school doesn't
teach you that.
Mm. I... I...
I wouldn't know.
I...
I... I've never had a job.
And I... I...
I live off disability
and a trust fund
from my parents.
What would you do
to do one thing...
But in your heart,
something else?
Do you think
that voice in my heart is god?
You got me.
I'm currently not
Because of Cathy?
Is she okay?
Laura, I mean.
There's just been so much,
I mean,
with graduation and her mom,
but...
Even before then,
she seemed kind of...
Forever sad ever since...
Stacy died.
I... I... I wouldn't know.
Little b*tch.
( Grunting )
Wha... what's okay?
She doesn't cry, a lot.
Is... is that okay?
I can't imagine
what it must be like.
It's scary enough going off into
college out into the real world.
I... I don't know
what I would do
if I didn't have my mom
to talk to about it,
even if we don't always agree.
At least her mom's
not hurting anymore.
She's in heaven.
Watching out for Laura...
For all of us.
You believe that,
don't you, frank?
I... I... I don't know
what I believe.
Sometimes I've wondered
about it, you know?
How do you know
that the people who taught you
to believe it...
Were right
to believe it themselves?
I love this song.
Things'll get better
when it's Easter
are you still sick?
Are you still sick?
People will be happy if I go
I won't go out again
Bonnie, don't you
worry about me, so
I've never been free,
no, not really
Bonnie, don't you
worry about me, though
I've never been free enough
why would you
mess with my head?
Cuss and then repeat
what I said
just to fix what you want
no, don't you carry
your machine gun
just to spit
what you want.
( grunting )
I have a name tag in my hair.
Cool.
- ( Laughing )
Alisa:
Ow! Kim.
All right.
My kind of motel.
So much for sleeping tonight.
- Laura?
- Yeah.
I... I... I lost my key ring.
- What?
- Yeah.
How?
Well, when we were, you know...
Ugh, forget it...
Forget it, frank.
Oh, wait.
You know, I'm gonna wait here.
- So, here.
- Thank you.
- Can you guys?
- Oh, yeah.
( Mixed background chatter,
music playing )
You say he's your grandfather?
Yep.
You got different last names.
- Uh-huh.
- You adopted?
Something like that.
Mm-hmm.
Well, I hope you don't mind
a little noise.
His graduation party.
That little bastard's
ruining the place.
No, we don't...
We don't mind the noise.
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