Hellphone Page #3
- Year:
- 2007
- 98 min
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We have plenty of time.
No math. Mazeau's absent.
Chill, Virgil.
If he gives Angie the topic,
you'll get it too.
Get my bag.
Your cast must really hurt.
Move it, I'm in pain.
A**hole!
I'm gonna get laid!
You okay?
I hope you bag your babe.
Time's up!
Hand in your tests.
Stop writing.
Here, sir.
I answered everything!
- Hasta la vista, Tinky Winky.
- Cool color.
Not bad, huh?
Except for the fringes.
Killer look!
One Big Mac each!
Big Mac, fries, Coke.
It's better than Hanukah!
- Nice haircut, Angie.
- Who did it? Margot?
How did he get the topic?
You and your friends
could have thanked him.
Only poor people thank.
Thanks.
- For you-know-what.
- De nada.
Eat with us.
Come on.
Come on!
Don't let me go alone!
You're not eating?
No...
I'm not too hungry.
Thanks so much
for the hair solidarity.
Thank you.
It means a lot to me.
Can I cut your meat?
That must be
a Soupir family tradition.
Men cut meat for men.
Shut up.
Funny guy.
- Soupir never told you?
- Enough, Virgil.
His dad dates a go-go boy.
Actually he stopped dancing.
I bet he did.
When your dad finished,
could he even walk?
When his dad finished what?
Call Virgil.
You can be an ass.
Cool it. Just chill.
Yeah, I'll go chill.
- Who did you call?
- What's up?
Girls, this is for you!
You, Miss, stay to the end.
You, music!
Everyone, together!
Get down from there now!
For you, Angie!
What smooth moves!
Watch this, b*tch!
Husson!
Enough of this nonsense!
Everyone in my office!
Not just your Cooper is mini!
Want a real man, Angie?
At least you won't suffocate!
Are you okay?
I'm fine, thanks.
Sorry about lover-boy.
All we did was kiss a little.
Still...
You're so sweet.
It's you who needs consoling.
I'm used to them.
- I need to say something.
- Me too.
What you did was great.
Defending your father
and his friend...
Life's like
a box of chocolates.
You never know
what you're gonna get.
Virgil and I
were supposed to see a movie...
- You want to go with me?
- No, forget it.
No, let's. I'd really love to!
Okay. Pick me up Saturday at 7.
Seven it is!
What a knock-out!
I thought it was my mom!
Did you mutate?
You doing a Polo fashion show?
Not a hint of Polo here.
- What smells?
- Why are you here?
- Excuse me?
- What?
What what?
What?
AC/DC. The concert.
Angus is in Paris, dude!
I'm sorry. I spaced it out.
Julien's working your shift.
- We've planned this for weeks.
- I know.
So shed the clown suit
and let's go.
I'm going out with Angie.
What?
I invited her out.
Actually she invited me.
Is this you, Sid?
Is this you?
I spent 6 hours in line
for these.
I'll take a bombshell over AC/DC.
Your cell nuked you.
No. I'm 17 now. That's all.
Can't you see the change?
The penguin suit, the attitude.
Even what you think! Enough Sid!
AC/DC is playing
and you talk of bombshells!
Listen to me!
The concert's not the problem.
This is your problem.
This is my big break.
I can't let it pass me by.
If you want to stay a loser,
I'm not stopping you.
How can you talk like that?
You can't understand.
We're too different.
Earth to Sid!
I'm your best friend, remember?
Siamese twins since the age of 3.
We're not brothers.
Your parents are loaded.
We have everything else
in common.
Skateboard, AC/DC.
Our fathers both left.
Same month too.
- Mine left for another guy.
- My mom was a Playboy bunny!
Good night.
Bye. I'll be back early.
Are you okay?
I'm going to Cuba...
The land of Che.
Can you imagine?
What are you wearing?
I traded my comic book collection
for this on eBay.
It's crazy.
Why are you going to Cuba?
I don't understand.
It says:
As one of our faithful customers,
A Travel Experience
invites you "All the Way to Che".
First class...
- Five-star hotels...
- Where do you see that?
The cross... I mean the star...
This is crazy. It's crazy...
Can I borrow money for a taxi?
Sure, honey. Why not take a limo
while you're at it?
- You don't understand.
- I do.
I understand if she likes you,
she'll take the subway.
All the way to Che!
- What about my Lego house?
- I can't.
Please.
What's on your hands? Nutella?
You know how much this suit cost?
Pain in the neck!
Is Fritz okay for tonight?
He said so!
And if not he can go die.
I'll tell you the problem.
Every night
I want to see your face
here at ten and Soupir's at seven.
What's the difference?
We switched shifts.
The difference is
there are rules.
We all need rules and order.
What if we breaded
before we battered?
Or if the sun stopped
orbiting the moon?
Something is definitely
out of orbit with you.
Mr. Wiseguy!
When Columbus
discovered the moon,
he had no idea you'd be working
till 1 a. m. That's right!
- 1 a. m. ?
- Yes. Soupir is fired!
You'll do two shifts
for the price of one!
Open your mouth
and you'll get breaded
before battered!
Of course.
- You okay, Dad?
- Perfect.
And it's "Mister Fritz".
You must be Sid.
Hi. I'm Angie's mom.
Go on, she's upstairs.
That's Tara.
She's gentle as a lamb.
Big dogs scare me.
Yeah but...
She's part of the family.
Yeah, I know...
Wow! You too...
- You're not answering?
- What?
The phone?
It's my mom's line.
Take care. She's an original.
- I love my sculpture.
- Mom...
- It's signed by Mike Bullet?
- Yeah.
Eddy, I'm Mike. Angie's father.
You're his daughter?
Finally a friend
who knows modern art.
You know
you have a very geometrical face!
Do you pose?
Think it over, Eddy.
That there...
is me.
It's "Sid", Dad.
Okay, let's go.
Goodbye.
Any problem, just call!
Mike Bullet's daughter!
- Your car?
- At midnight it becomes a pumpkin.
- Student permit?
- You can be my teacher!
Did you turn the heat on?
It's like a furnace.
This is poor-boy music.
I have much better.
- Feel like stripping?
- Shut up.
And turn that off.
You two want to kiss?
Make it fast. I won't look.
I blacked out.
and that's it.
That's weird...
Margot got a call
before starting the fire.
So what?
And I got a call before the crash.
But I can't remember from who.
World Mobile:
"Use our planor plan your funeral!"
Screw you!
Who do you keep sending
messages to? Your mom?
Screw you!
Save your psychological problems
for a shrink.
I'm gonna kill you!
Shut up, you two.
Go talk to Angie.
Because I won't spend all night here!
You see that?
It's Soupir!
In your dad's car!
- They're in your dad's car!
- Drive!
Drive, I said! Drive!
I have to tell you something.
It's hard to believe...
My cell is pretty special.
Sh*t, I left it in the car!
Too scary for you, Pampers?
You steal my date,
my babe,
and my dad's car?
He lent it to me.
He likes it more than my mom.
It's his car.
He won't even let me drive it yet.
He's right.
Get the keys. We're history!
This car is sweet!
I can't believe they did that.
- Go to the cops.
- I can't.
Why not?
The car isn't mine.
I borrowed it from Virgil's dad.
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