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Kiss Me Goodbye Page #7
- PG
- Year:
- 1982
- 101 min
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approach.
I don't like the sound of your
voice at all, Rupert.
Emily, by the time we get back to
New York, this whole thing is...
...gonna be straightened out.
Will you believe me?
Look, just promise me you won't
do anything rash.
I'm not gonna do anything rash.
Goodbye.
- Nightcap, sweetie?
- Love it.
- Oh, my God! It can't be!
- What?
- Oh, my God!
- What's the matter?
- I don't believe it.
- Are you all right, Dr. Baines?
- Rupert, what's the matter?
- It's Monica.
- Monica? Monica who?
- She's there.
- Where?
- In that chair.
- What chair?
- What are you talking about?
Right there. Right in front of you.
Can't you see her?
- Kay, can you see her?
- No.
- Surely, you can see her.
- Think I just can figure out.
- Wait! But you can't see her.
- I can't?
No. I just remembered.
- She's dead.
- Who's dead?
She is.
Monica?
- I don't. I don't see anybody.
- Who doesn't see anybody?
Who doesn't see anybody?
- He can't see her, Rupert.
- But I don't see "him".
- Kay, she's there. It's Monica.
- Monica who?
Darling, I think he's trying to
make a point.
Kay, she was the first woman I
ever loved.
My first love.
And, she died.
- Just keep quiet.
We were in love. Engaged.
Well, why is it that you never told
me about here before?
But I didn't want to make you
feel jealous, darling.
- What?
- What?
- She tried to talk to me.
- What's she saying?
Wait. It's fainting. Monica
don't fade. Talk to me.
She's not going to fade because
Honey, please don't stop him.
I' getting to like this.
You're the only person who can
have ghosts, right?
No, I'm not the only person whp
can have ghosts.
But I happen to know for a fact
there is no ghost there.
- Wait, I think I hear her.
- This, this one is great.
How do you know there's
no ghost there?
Because Jolly can't see her.
- Honey you're on.
- Who's Jolly?
- Her dead husband.
- Really?
- I think they are on drugs.
- It's like a Bronte novel.
It's like a comic strip.
- Don't fade Monica.
- Monica, my a.
- Don't talk about her like that.
- Stay out of this, dear.
Yeah listen to your husband,
sweetheart.
And you! Quit that laughing!
That's all you do is laugh.
I think some nice hot tea would be
appropriate right now.
Yes, lovely. Lovely.
buster...
...and don't you think
that I can't!
You just make her up because you
think you can fool me.
You're not making him up,
is that it?
- No, I'm not!
- No, she's not!
Darling, I think it's simple. I'm
a threat to his ego.
It's simple.
He's a threat to your ego.
Ego? Wait, wait. I had
one of those.
That was of course, that was
before I fell in love with yo...
Rupert!
Rupert!
I can't take any more of this.
- How did you take it this long?
- I think you should believe him.
- Stay out of their business!
This might happen to us, honey.
You'll be dead someday.
I don't want to talk about
my death on our honeymoon!
You see how silly all this is Kay?
- It's not silly.
- It's absurd.
- Even he admits that.
- Shut up. You're so slinical.
- What did you say to me?
- She said shut up.
You never did believe me did you?
This whole day, this whole trip
it was just one big joke.
- No joke, no.
- Humor the lady. That's the idea.
- Keep you sane in the process.
- Wait! Wait!
I think I hear Monica.
- There's no Monica, dumb btch!
- He called me a dumb btch!
You're a dumb btch!
If I let you out alone like this,
they're gonna lock you up.
- Piss off, you pompous a!
- What did you call me?
You heard me! Piss off,
you pompous a!
- What did you call me?
- You heard me.
- Pompous a, I believe.
- Some nice hot tea for everyone.
- Shove your nice hot tea!
- I beg your pardon?
Honey, I think I'd love
some hot tea.
- Well, you can't have any!
- I can't?
If you really love me the way you
say you do, you'd try to...
...understand what I'm going
through, instead of...
...trying to make fun of me.
But Kay, wait, No.
I'm trying to help yo...
I'm trying to make you understand
that your husband is dead and gone.
He's beginning to bore me.
I'm trying to make you understand
that you're trying to...
...find some way of avoiding to
make a commitment to me...
...by using some damn corpse.
Now he's beginning to annoy me!
Now you're starting
- Denise del Florio.
- What about her?
- Just say it.
- Denise del Florio.
Oh, don't bring up Denise
- He did not sleep with her.
- You did not sleep with her.
- Oh, I didn't?
- He was watching Guy Lombardo.
You were watching Guy Lombardo.
Guy Lombardo. I know him.
I know Guy Lombardo.
However, he found his father
in bed with her.
However, you found your father
in bed with-
He did?
You did?
Your father was in bed
with Guy Lombardo?
I never told anyone about that.
Oh, it won't get past that door,
I promise.
Oh Rupert, is it true?
Well, it's true but I never told
anyone.
That's the most traumatic
moment of my life.
Oh, yeah?
Well you eat like a dmned horse.
- Your feet smell!
- My feet do not smell.
Do my feet smell?
- It's true.
- Well, scrw you too fella.
- Jolly's here.
Well, congratulations,
Rupert, old boy.
Don't give us any more
of that crap Mister.
Oh, did anybody ever told you,
you have a mouth like a sewer?
- I'll give you a sewer.
- I'm going back to New York.
Good.
- I'm gonna take the car.
- Fine.
- You can take a taxi.
- I'm going with her.
You can take a taxi with him.
- From Connecticut?
You're so cheap.
- Honey, I'm going with you.
- Oh, no, you're not.
- You're leaving me with him?
- I don't wanna be with you either.
I don't wanna be with any men.
- Rigt on sister!
- You know, this is ridiculous.
- You're ridiculous!
- I can't believe it is happening.
- It's happening.
This is ridiculous!
She was telling the truth!
Jolly's been here all along.
Oh, my God.
One please.
With everything?
- Want a hot dog?
- No, no thanks.
the devil?
Now you're opening a whole new
ball of wax here.
I mean that's very
dangerous stuff.
Well, the only reason I ask is
because you were a priest before.
I mean is it possible that
it's the devil?
That's a whole world I don't know
if I want to get into.
You... You must think I'm crazy.
Right?
Not crazy. You're just too
inquisitive about this.
This is private stuff.
- You do believe me then?
- I don't know Dr. Baines.
- Rupert.
- Rupert. It does exist.
It's called by, by many
different names.
Bartender another one of these.
- Let me pay for that.
- Make it double.
They call it Lucifer.
They call it Evil.
The Demon. El Diablo.
- Jolly?
- What?
That's what this spirit is
called. Jolly.
Can you handle it?
- I don't know Dr. Baines.
See, my powers... My touch...
Technically...
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