Hiding Out Page #7

Synopsis: A very successful stock broker is called to court to testify against a mob boss who was into some inside trading. They hide him because of death threats. He gets caught in a gun battle and has to flee. He ends up hiding out as a student in a high school. He has to adjust to how things have changed as a teenager. The bad guys find him and he has fight it out in the high school gym.
Genre: Comedy, Drama, Romance
Director(s): Bob Giraldi
Production: HBO Video
  1 win.
 
IMDB:
6.5
Metacritic:
47
Rotten Tomatoes:
33%
PG-13
Year:
1987
98 min
241 Views


How you like that?

I don't.

Ha ha ha!

[Clunk]

Whoa, whoa,

whoa, whoa.

[Laughing]

ha ha ha!

Here's to you, Max...

Or whoever you are.

[Ezzard laughs]

Ezzard, ezzard,

ho ho ho!

Why are you living here?

Don't these people

pay you?

Sure, but I'm moving

next year.

My buddy ray and me,

we gonna open us

a doughnut franchise

in San Diego,

California.

Oh, yeah?

Yeah,

a doughnut castle.

Heh.

Ohh. ah, look--

whoa.

Whoa, whoa,

whoa, whoa, boy.

Whoa, whoa,

whoa, whoa.

Ray is already

out there, so,

I'm trying to

save up my money.

How do you got it

invested?

In a savings account.

A pass book?

Yeah.

Oh, ezzard! We gotta

sit you down, dude.

There's stocks, bonds,

high yield c.D.S,

American drainpipe.

Ohh, man.

Don't you worry about me.

Come on.

Oh, I don't like

giving stock tips, anyway.

Where are we going?

You can pretty well

set yourself up in here

and not worry about

being seen.

Thanks, ezzard.

[Plop]

[Sniffs]

I used to sleep

like a lump of coal in here.

Good night, ezzard.

Heh heh heh.

American drainpipe.

Yeah, Max,

American drainpipe.

[Indistinct chattering

in distance]

Ezzard:
hey, I've been

reading all the stock pages

you've been leaving around.

It's interesting.

Hey, mack.

Hey, I'm talking to you.

What's the matter?

I don't believe it.

Ahern--they brought him

to the stand

and he refused to answer

any of their questions.

He clammed up.

What?

cat got his tongue?

Yeah...

a cat named kapados.

[Glasses plop]

[Sighs]

Patrick:
yo, Max!

Hey, hey, Maxwell,

guess what?

You are not the only one

with a date.

Oh...yeah,

that's great.

By then

I'll have it--

I'll have

my driver's permit!

Wake up, Max!

This is major sh*t.

It was so simple.

I just go the girl

on the line and said,

"yo, baby, you and me

Friday night--

be there." Period.

She said yes.

It was unbelievable.

Hey, check out

the do, Max.

Clinton went to work

on my head.

Ha ha! You like?

Oh, yeah.

It's great.

Listen, man,

I'm out of here.

I got some serious

campaigning to do. Later, man.

[Birds chirping]

Hey, what's

the problem?

Patrick, I can't

take this anymore.

What are you

talking about?

Hey, you are

Mr. popularity, man.

Everyone's gonna be

out there voting for you.

I keep thinking about

Rodriguez and Pratt.

I haven't slept

in weeks.

Take my advice--

just start boning up

for the s.A.T.S.

[Bell ringing]

[Indistinct chattering]

Mr. o'roarke?

I'd like a word with you.

Boy:
wait up.

What do you think?

Do you expect

to win Tuesday?

Uh...i've got

my doubts.

Good old Clinton's

been all over school

drumming up support

for Max.

Oh, you never know.

Support can come from

very unexpected quarters.

I'm the chairperson of

the tellers committee.

We count the ballots.

Uh, Mrs. billings--

now,

I would love to

chat with you, but...

I have so-called

parent conferences

all afternoon.

It's nice of you,

Mrs. billings, really,

but I don't wanna--

honey,

save the gratitude.

Man on P.A.:
All students

who have failed to return

their signed

insurance waiver

please see Mr. lessig

in the driver's ed office

immediately.

I've just

put the kettle on.

You can come

right through here.

Oh, thank you.

You would

call immediately

if you were to hear

from Andrew,

wouldn't you?

Did you say

you wanted tea?

Did you,

Mrs. morenski?

Hear from him?

It's important,

please, think.

Did I...Oh, yes!

He did call.

Very good.

Now can you

tell me when?

Did he say

where he was?

Oh, honeyboy said

that he was in his office.

That's downtown

on state street.

He's got his own window.

What do you

call him?

Honeyboy.

no, no, look,

he hasn't been

in his office for weeks.

Inspector...what

was the name again?

Richardson.

Did I tell you that

i knew a Richardson once

when I lived in,

uh, hm...

Where was it?

Providence,

i believe.

Frankie Richardson.

I was very young.

[Kettle whistling]

Andrew...

when did he call?

Oh, it wasn't Andrew.

I have

other grandchildren.

It must have been, uh...

I can't recall now.

I'll just get the tea.

All these photos

of your family?

Yes, yes, they are.

Are they close by?

I hardly ever

see them.

What's that thing

called?

Whiplash.

That looks

really uncomfortable.

It is.

Look, Mr. lessig,

maybe this

isn't the best time

for me

to take my test.

Get in.

Start your engine.

[Motor starts]

[Grinds]

[Laughing and shouting]

Do you think that

maybe we could at least

talk about this

a little?

Kevin, we've said

all there is to say.

Haven't we?

No, Ryan, what's with you?

I've never seen you

act like this before.

Ryan...

Te--

Ryan, look,

I'm tellin' ya.

You're actin'

like an idiot

behavin' like this.

Because we're not

going out anymore?

No, because you trust

hauser, don't you?

Yeah, so what?

Yeah, so where's he from?

I happened to be

in the office yesterday,

and I looked up

a couple of things.

You what?

Where'd he tell you

he was from?

He's from Boston.

That's not what it said

in his file.

It said he was from Texas.

Well,

they made a mistake!

Kevin, I can't believe

you spied on him.

Hey, Ryan,

all I'm tellin' you

is you better not

trust the guy.

I know somethin's funny.

I checked my mirror,

i did everything right...

Theoretically...

I wish there was

just some way

I could talk to ahern.

You know, maybe

see what happened.

My life is over.

My life isn't

in that terrific shape,

either.

[Sighs]

i know my bathroom cabinet.

There's no razor,

no valium, nothing.

There's a full jar

of chewable flintstones.

It's a large jar.

Patrick!

Come on, what kind

of problem is this?

Cool it, ok?

I waited 10 years

for this day.

So you can

take it again.

Sure, just like that.

Listen, I got serious

problems, all right?

To you they're serious.

You know, you're always

such a wise guy,

everything with you

is a joke.

Everythi--everything

is negative.

You know, you spend

so much time

worrying about yourself.

Who are you worrying about,

Maxwell?

Oh, no,

it's a little different,

nobody's trying

to kill you.

All right, all right,

forget it, all right.

You got your troubles,

and I got mine, ok?

Ok, so why don't you

have a little perspective

and maybe grow up a little.

Me grow up?

I'm not the one pretending

to be a kid.

I'm not the one running

away from something.

You think my life

is so easy.

You don't know anything

about my life.

Oh, I used to be

exactly like you.

Right, used to be,

now you're the average,

middle-aged guy

running for senior class

president.

Seducing a girl

half your age.

Oh--w--

yeah, and it's easy

for you to tell billings

to go eat sh*t.

The rest of us

have to worry

about graduating.

By the way,

i don't exactly live

to do your homework.

Ok, wait, let's get

something straight here.

I am not middle-aged.

Fine!

Let's get

something else straight,

you're not the one

who almost killed

their driving instructor,

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