Ice Cream Man Page #2
- R
- Year:
- 1995
- 84 min
- 407 Views
My, I'd like to buy a
gallon of your hard pack?
Do you deliver?
- No.
- 149, that cute little
house right over there.
Come anytime.
Charming, 149.
- Man she stinks.
- Oh you should talk.
- I wonder how many whales they killed
to make all that perfume.
- They don't kill whales
for perfume anymore.
- Next.
- What, whales and perfume?
- Next!
- Um, three hard packs and a bomb pop.
- Make mine a fudgcicle.
- Yeah and make mine a hard pack.
- Risky of you.
- Uhm, all right, three
hard packs and a fudgcicle.
- Plain, sugar, or a new waffle cone?
- Uhm, sugar.
- Sugar.
- I'll have plain.
- Actually, make mine plain too.
- Any other alterations?
Three hard packs, and your fudgcicle.
- Last one on the
hill is a smelly fart.
- Oh man...
- 149...
- There are no bad days,
Gregory, only happy,
happy, happy days.
Now, what kind of day
are you having Gregory?
- Uh guys I'm gonna go in alone okay?
- Can we play tomorrow?
- Yeah, yeah.
- All right.
- I'll see you guys later okay?
- All right, later.
- Heather, Heather, come quickly!
The archangel Gabriel's speaking
through your mother again.
Heather?
- Hey you know, Heather's
been acting a lot weirder
around her mom lately.
- Well her father being
a minister, all the more
they just talk about god.
- No but that's not it,
it's just, I don't know,
she's just, acting weird.
- Anybody for ice cream.
- Nah, we just had ice cream.
- Can you ever have
too much ice cream?
- Impossible.
- Nah, I gotta get home,
my mom's gonna kill me.
- Come into my house
with small Paul and me.
- I gotta get home.
- Tuna?
- Ah, my mom certainly gets
mad about all the ice cream
I spill on my shirts.
- Last one there is a
string of squint snot!
- What, now small Paul's trying
to pin the rotten egg on me.
I'll see if I ever invite
you to my birthday party.
- What, I didn't do anything.
- Hello?
- Oh, well well.
What do we have here,
want some ice cream?
- Uhm, uhm, maybe not.
It's too close to dinner.
- Ah come on, what's
your favorite flavor.
Oh no wait wait let me
guess, let me guess,
don't say anything, I uh,
it's uhm, I can taste it!
Butter brickle.
- How'd you know that?
- Because it's my favorite flavor too.
- Wow.
- You like my ice cream truck?
- Yeah, I never saw
the insides before.
- You know, it's hard to meet
friends when you're always
stuck on the inside.
- I know, I had to stay inside
a lot when I was little.
Because I was really sick.
That's why I'm so small.
- You know, I was sick
too when I was little.
But I'm better now.
Here you go!
- Wow, I don't think i
have enough money for that.
- My treat.
Hey little boy, you want
some free ice cream?
Ah this little fella got
hurt, I'm gonna take him
to the hospital.
Hey!
Hey, hey hey!
You little turds are
gonna have to learn
you can't run from the ice cream man,
I know where you live,
you tell anybody,
I'm gonna get your mom and dad!
- Who's that?
What's the matter?
How long have you been here?
- All night.
The ice cream man, he...
He, he, he killed the park guy!
- He killed small Paul.
- So what do we do?
- My dad will know what to do.
- He's out there.
- I'll follow you to your
house, and go through
the backyards to let
you to mine, come on.
- I drove by the bank an
hour ago and the whole place
was shut up, dark as a tomb.
- So, I drove by
the bar after I got off,
what of it?
- Oh so now the story changes
to you left work on time,
but you hung out at a
bar for four hours?
Mister, shoes on the
porch, you know the rules.
- No, I worked late
and then I got one at the bar.
- Mom, I saw--
- come on Marion!
Just admit it, you think
I'm seeing someone else.
- Think, I know you're
seeing somebody else Martin,
come on Martin, who is it, tell me.
- Let's not do this again.
- Dad i--
- not now, Chris, go to your room!
- But dad!
- I said go to your room.
I knew you'd had problems
with my longer hours.
- Come on, why don't you
just admit it, stop working
the facade.
- How many times
- To hell with you.
- Oh sure that'll solve
everything huh, to hell with me?
Come over here, don't
walk away from me.
You know Marion, I got
news for you, and I know,
that you're gonna think...
What the hell is that ice
cream dork doing out this late?
- Come on tuna let's go, we
gotta make it to the store
and back before my pinochle game.
- All right all right, I'm coming.
- Well let's go then.
God tuna you can make a
mess, go find another pair,
come on let's go.
Hey Sam.
- Morning miss cassera,
nice to see you.
Here you go, thanks honey.
- Mom!
- Oh oh excuse me, what do
you think of this color.
I don't know either, I mean
according to my color charts
it should work, but last time
looking like a clown
spotted with cherry syrup.
- Cherry syrup is good, looks
good on you, get a dozen!
Where's the fatty?
- It's okay little fella,
I'm not gonna hurt you.
- What on earth do you
suppose he was running from?
- I don't know.
- Well maybe you should
go in and talk with him,
I'm sure once you do that we
can get to the bottom of this.
By the way, you're not gonna
take this to court are you?
- Chris what happened.
Oh honey I'm here.
Don't worry now come on
tell me what happened.
Chris, unless you tell
me what happened,
mommy can't help you.
- He said he'd kill you if I told.
- What, who said that?
- The ice cream man.
He killed small Paul last night.
- Oh my god, oh honey.
- Nice to see you again officers.
- You Gregory tudor?
- Yes, yes I am.
- Give him the warrant.
- Can I keep this?
- You got any large
dogs, ice cream man?
- No.
Why the search officers?
- I want you
go through everything,
you find any hollowed doors or floors,
bust 'em open, you got it?
- Yes sir.
- Hell I remember getting ice
cream here when I was a kid.
Who was the guy who owned it?
- Brickle, butch brickle.
- Oh yeah the ice cream king.
It's nice to see somebody's
opening the place up again.
Well sounds like we're
missing out on all the fun.
- Oh, that, that, hey, hey!
Could you search a little,
uh, more careful please.
More careful?
Hey uhm...
This is a collectable.
- Jesus, hate to get
my hand caught in that.
- I use it to chop nuts.
- Did you find, did you find anything?
- There's nothing
down here sir.
- Do you realize how long it
takes to make butter brickle?
- Well
ice cream man, we're sorry,
we didn't find anything.
- Are you sorry you didn't
find anything and wrecked my
place, or are you just sorry
you didn't find anything.
- You boys have the wrong
house, I'm the one with
the missing dog.
- Whoa, hold it, hold it.
- Where were you last
night around six?
- He was here,
working to pay his rent.
Why are you bothering this poor boy.
I'm the one with the missing dog.
- Who are you?
- I'm nurse wharton,
Gregory's landlord,
neighbor and guardian,
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