Hiding Out Page #8

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
228 Views


and then drove

a brand new dodge

broadside into a whole

Van full of nuns.

I did.

[Laughs and sputters]

Nuns.

ha ha...

Oh, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry

you failed your test.

I'm sorry

about a lot of things.

God, I hated high school

the first time.

Now I know why.

Well, at least

we agree on something.

You know what, let me

give you a little advice

about your date

tonight, ok?

Forget about Leslie,

just have a good time.

What's she

supposed to do?

Ride on my handlebars?

No, this is humiliating.

Meet her at the movies then.

No, no, this is bad.

Patrick...

All right, all right,

I'm sorry. Hey!

What about you?

What's your problem?

Anything I can do?

Well, I'm almost 30,

and I'm still

in high school,

and I hate it.

But I love Ryan.

And I want

kapados convicted,

but I don't want to die.

Well, you're

basically screwed.

Thanks.

Oh, and, uh...

Good luck tonight.

You, too.

[Birds chirping]

Max...

Did you really

lose your parents

in an accident?

I wouldn't make up

something like that.

I didn't

think you would.

Do you believe a person

has more than one life?

Reincarnation?

I don't know, I never

really thought about it.

I wonder...I mean,

if they're back.

Where they'd be.

Your parents.

I bet someplace warm.

And peaceful.

[Chuckles]

That's really funny

that you would

say that because, uh...

When I was, uh...

Oh, I guess

i had to be about 4.

They took me

on a vacation, and,

uh, there's a picture

of me and them,

and it's really...

Really one

of the last things

I remember about

when they were alive.

They took me swimming

around the shore,

and, uh...

There was

all this coral and...

You're very beautiful.

Ohh...what's

the matter?

[Sighs]

I keep wondering

who you are.

Why you don't give me

your phone number.

Why you'd never show me

where you live.

Max, where do you go

when you go home?

Home.

Ok, you wanna

see where I live?

Come on.

I'll show you.

Come on.

First I stayed

at Patrick's.

Then here.

Max, you could have

said something.

No...

No, I couldn't.

The people that are

after me want me dead.

I was afraid

to tell you,

I was--i was

afraid I might...

Put you in danger.

They're still

out there looking.

Everything

i said to you...

Everything...

Max said...

Was from my heart.

Andrew's heart.

What are you gonna do?

[Sighs]

I can't hide here

forever.

My grades aren't

that good.

Oh, Andrew.

Not just a car

full of nuns...

A whole Van

full of nuns.

I mean, the sisters

were pretty cool,

but lessig...Insane.

Die, lessig.

Eat sh*t and die.

That's not him,

that must

be her other grandson.

Man:

shall we follow him?

Killer:
yeah, could be

going to see morenski.

I'm going into town.

So you didn't

want to see the ending?

I hated that movie.

It was disgusting.

I know, that's

what I liked about it.

I thought the decapitation

was totally realistic.

Please...

[Sighs]

what now?

Uh, food?

I can't believe

you can eat after that.

Besides I'm on a diet.

Well, that explains

the small diet coke

and the large milkduds.

Look, you're not having

a bad time are you?

I know

where we should go.

The train yard.

The train yard...

That's deserted.

Oh, the train yard.

It's deserted!

Heh heh heh.

Sh*t.

What?

Look, I don't have my...

Alpha. it's in the shop,

i should've never bought

an Italian sports--

it's ok.

We can take mine.

This is yours?

My dad's.

He's in Hawaii

till Sunday.

Eh, bye-bye.

He just lets you

borrow his Jeep?

Not exactly.

Let's forget

about the train yard.

Let's go to your house.

Fine with me, Patrick.

Here, you drive.

I failed lessig's final,

and I don't even

have a learner's permit.

Heh.

That's a darn shame.

[Chuckling]

It looks like a stick.

I think.

Oh, check out

this sound system.

[Pop music playing]

So, did ya...

Do you ever think about

wearing contacts?

My parents

have a jacuzzi.

How do you

work the lights

in this thing?

[Engine starts]

It's um--

oh, oh!

Oh!

Uhh!

[Transmission grinding]

[Tires squeaking]

Aah!

[Engine revving]

[Tires squeal]

[Giggles]

I can't see a thing,

and I put my glasses down

a second ago.

I can't--

don't worry.

I'm doing fine,

trust me.

Ehh...

2 hands--

it's a waste

of an entire hand.

I had no idea you were

such a confident driver.

Uh-huh.

[Horn blaring]

Uh...

Y-you just can't

see a thing, huh?

Well, everything

past 3 inches

in front of my face

is a total blur.

Patrick:
heh.

No kidding,

a total blur, ha.

[Tires squeal]

Why are you

stopping?

[Groans]

Patrick?

Uhh.

[Sprays]

We're gonna

do a little test.

You tell me

when you can see me.

[Both gasp]

Hiya, chief, I hear

they're announcing

the winners tomorrow.

Yeah, can I have

a coffee please?

Extra black?

And a pack of marlboros,

hard box.

Doll,

you look like crud.

Yeah, that's me.

President crud.

Kevin's in the back.

He don't look too happy.

Ma'am, when you

have a chance...

That's a nice shot.

Hey, I wanna

talk to you outside.

Oh, I'd like that.

You, uh, need to have

your whole entourage

with you?

However you want it.

[All talking trash]

So what happened

with the kid?

He's off

with some bimbo.

My instincts are

usually very solid.

Morenski's gotta be

in this town somewhere.

[Door squeaks]

Here I am.

I'm sorry.

What are you

talkin' about?

I'm sorry.

I didn't want anything

to do with your election.

Screw that election.

I'm talkin' about

how you moved on Ryan.

I'm sorry about that,

too, ok?

I'm not even gonna be

seeing her anymore.

I'm droppin' out.

What are you

talkin' about, Max?

Just call her, ok?

And when you do,

don't treat her

like a piece

of real estate.

Just listen to her.

Hey, don't tell me

what to do.

Hands off.

Where you goin', Max?

I wanna know

what she said.

What'd she tell you

about me, Max?

She said you were

a pretty decent guy.

Good luck

in the election tomorrow.

I hope to god

you win.

[Pool balls clacking]

Man:
come on,

let's go.

Yeah, sure.

Um, excuse me, um,

there was a young man

sitting here--

Maxwell?

That's right--Maxwell.

Uh, did you see

where he went?

Honey, they come in

and go out.

Couldn't have left more

than 3 or 4 minutes ago.

You got no idea

which way he was headed?

Sorry, sweetie,

I serve 'em

and off they go.

See, look,

I'm an old friend of his--

yeah, yeah, yeah.

Stay here.

[Marching band playing]

Principal:

would everybody kindly

take their seats, please?

Everybody sit down.

You people over there.

Sit down. Everybody down.

Everybody, down,

come on, now!

Boy:
come on,

sit down, you guys!

How 'bout a big round

of applause for the girls.

Yeah, Max for president!

Yeah, Max! Ha ha ha!

Principal:

all right,

could I have

some quiet, please?

Hey, Max!

Principal:
now,

the order of the day.

It's time to announce the new

senior class officers.

[Cheering]

All of your ballots

have been cast.

Girl:
way to go!

And you've

made your decisions.

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