How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days Page #9
Two eights.
Bullshit.
Bull... sh*t, Mama.
Huh?
I- I'm going to have to hurt you.
Uh-huh. You see,
Mom's never been
that great at it, but why?
Just 'cause I'm so pure
of heart.
- So pure of heart.
- Bullshit.
Hello, hello!
Yeah, where is everybody?
Hey!
Ho!
Hi.
This is Andie.
Andie, this is my sister, Dora.
- Hi, nice to meet you.
- Nice to meet you.
Andie is kicking Ben's ass
in Bullshit.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
- Oh, I like this girl.
- That's right.
Ben's starting a little
card collection.
All right, let me get back
on track here.
Gentle Ben starts with three
ladies, and that's to you.
What do you got to say
about that?
Bullshit.
You heard me.
I said bullshit.
Ooh-ooh.
Ah. Mm-hmm.
Uh-huh. What is that...
seven in a row, Sparky?
I think somebody's met
his match.
Well, I-I, it's...
all about... reading people.
Loser.
Okay. Two kings.
Bullshit?
Bull... sh*t!
Yeah, you!
Nah, nah, nah, no!
You have met your match.
And you, Mom...
Miss Pure of Heart.
Pop, I told you.
You're hiding behind a badge.
I didn't see anything.
Cheated me.
Betrayed by my own parents.
The only honest man
in this place
is Uncle Arnold, who's asleep.
But I won.
I'm going to go inside
and play with the kids.
Maybe they won't lie,
cheat, and steal.
Okay, keep my name
on top of the board.
Now, Andie, I hope you know
that we are expecting you
to come back here,
because you have held Ben
to his lowest Bullshit score...
Yeah, yeah.
...since his tonsillectomy,
and we are thrilled!
Lowest!
Why, were all his other
girlfriends Bullshit losers?
What other girlfriends?
Ma, he's picky.
You are the first girl
he's ever brought home.
Don't you break
his heart, now.
And that dress. Andie, now,
does that come in my size?
There's a new wind blowing
like I've never known
I'm breathing deeper
than I've ever done
And it sure feels good
to finally feel the way I do.
Yes, sir.
- I want to love somebody
- My turn?
Yes, ma'am.
Love somebody like you.
It's... heavy.
Turn it on.
Good.
- Keep this clutch in.
- That's the clutch.
Brake here on your right.
Your gears are on the left.
- One down.
- Okay.
Now, when we take off,
you're going to give
a little bit on the clutch.
Uh-huh.
And you're going to go
a little bit here.
How's it go?
A little give and a little go?
That's it.
Whoa!
A little clutch and
a little brake. There we are.
You got it?
I got it.
I got it.
You got it.
Whoo!
Voil, voil, voil, voil.
I mean, there's a lot of cool
things about a bike, you know?
Use less gas.
In traffic jams, you park
wherever the hell you want.
But at the end of the day...
Thank you.
...chicks dig 'em. Ah!
- Oh!
- Hey!
You look so cute.
Can I ask you a question?
Well, yeah.
Chicks dig this?
Yes, chicks dig this.
I'm ready to love somebody
Love somebody like you.
I turned!
Oh, oh, oh,
you're driving like a pro.
Yeah, look at you.
Ooh!
Look at this look.
Yeah, now, this shower...
...whoa...
is a little bit tricky.
The hot is actually cold.
The cold is actually hot.
You got to crank it
all the way up, at first,
and...
if somebody flushes
the toilet in Bayonne,
you are going to get scalded.
Everything all right?
Is this okay?
Oh, no, it's more than okay.
I love everything
about this house:
The noise, the smells...
Oh, well, the smells...
that's Uncle Arnold,
I mean...
What's wrong?
It's just that when
your mom hugged me today,
she really hugged me...
for winning a game of Bullshit.
Sweetie, that's a good thing.
Smile.
Smile. Now come on.
Give me a smile.
Okay, that's good, that's it.
Yes, you're scaring me.
Something in your eyes
makes me want to lose myself
Makes me want to lose myself
in your arms
There's something in your voice
Makes my heart beat fast
Hope this feeling lasts
for the rest of my life
If you knew how much
this moment means to me
And how long I've waited
for your touch
And if you knew how happy
you are making me
I never thought
that I'd love anyone so much
It feels like home to me,
it feels like home to me
It feels like I'm all the way
back where I come from
It feels like home to me,
it feels like home to me
Feels like I'm all the way back
where I belong.
This is home, huh?
This is home.
Hey, listen,
tomorrow night my boss
is throwing a party
for that diamond account
I was telling you about.
I want you to come with me.
Okay.
Okay?
Yeah.
As my girlfriend.
Are you calling me
your girlfriend?
Yeah. I think I am.
Won't tomorrow be the tenth day
we've been seeing each other?
Mm-hmm.
Maybe after that we'll know.
Listen, don't make any plans
for day 13, okay,
because...
we have a game to go to.
Uh-huh.
Oh!
They're not as good of seats
as you got us,
but this is Game Seven, huh?
Yes?
Ah, come here.
Okay.
Yes?
Lana,
I can't write this article.
Is your computer broken?
I've gotten to know this guy.
Andie, do you see any
patches or insignia
anywhere on my clothing?
No.
It's because I'm not your Girl
Scout leader, I'm your boss.
You'll write the article.
This cover is
at the printer
as we speak, with a special
section on diamonds,
which is going to take care of
my ad quota for the entire year.
I want copy on my desk
in 48 hours.
Okay, but, Lana...
No "but, Lana. " You'll do it...
because you're
a professional.
Yes, I am.
You're beautiful.
You look pretty good, too,
Sparky.
Champagne, madam?
Thank you.
Chalk one up
to couples' therapy.
Wow. Some party.
Hmm?
You're going to do great.
I'm going to go to the bar
and get us a couple of drinks.
I'm going to go to the bar
and get us a couple of drinks.
Oh, good idea.
Okay? And while I do that,
would you please...
head over there, and...
frost yourself.
I can wear those?
Yes, ma'am, you can.
Phillip.
Lana.
I don't see you
at a party for ages.
Now here you are,
throwing the bash of the year.
I'm glad you could make it.
Like them?
Ah, it suits you.
I know!
Harry Winston.
How did you get
all these jewelers
to agree to appear
at the same fete?
At the request of Mrs. DeLauer.
Really?
Yes, you see,
Mr. DeLauer controls
and Mrs. DeLauer
controls Mr. DeLauer.
You're bad.
Ah! Enjoy.
Lana!
This is real?
Oh, no, no, no, no, no,
no, no, no, no, no...
I insist.
Notre bonne Isadora,
s'il vous plait?
Yes, sir.
Such beauty
should be celebrated.
Oh!
Isadora.
Oh, no, I'm Andie.
Oh, and a pleasure to meet you,
Andie, but this is Isadora.
Turn, turn, s'il vous plait.
named for Isadora Duncan.
Congratulations.
You got her here.
Yeah.
But the question remains...
Does she, or doesn't she?
We're going to find out.
An angel of God.
- Thanks.
- I am Frederick.
Andie Anderson.
Well, it looks like you've got
some competition, anyway.
Miss Anderson will be wearing
Isadora for the evening.
Enjoy the party, Andie.
Merci beaucoup.
Oh, that's stunning!
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