Life with Mikey Page #4
- PG
- Year:
- 1993
- 91 min
- 281 Views
I GOT A KID WITH SOME TALEN AND YOU CAN'T GET HER.
HEY, HOW'D IT GO? DID
THEY LAUGH, THEY CRY?
NOBODY CRIED.
YOU KNOW, CHAPMAN, YOU'RE RIGHT.
IT'S DIFFICULT NOT TO BE JEALOUS
AND A HOLLYWOOD SQUARES...
AND WINDS UP WORKING FOR DADDY
ANYWHERE ELSE.
I ALSO DID A CHARLIE'S ANGELS,
HEY, HEY, HEY!
HOLD THE ELEVATOR.
HEY, HEY, HEY!
SPEAK TO YOU FOR JUST A MINUTE?
YEAH, WHAT'S UP?
THE AUDITIONS:
JUST AS A COURTESY.
BUT MR. CORCORAN
ABSOLUTELY LOVED ANGIE.
YES!
OKAY!
N-NO, SHH!
I'M QUIET, QUIET.
THANK YOU.
NO, NO, NO,
THANK YOU.
HERE'S THE PAPERWORK.
FRIDAY.
YOU GOT IT.
[Dog Barking]
[Hard Rock]
[Indistinct Chattering]
UH, IS THIS THE VEGA RESIDENCE?
I'M LOOKING
FOR ANGIE VEGA.
I'M A FRIEND...
HEY!
ANGIE!
WHAT ARE YOU:
DOING HERE?
THEY PICKED YOU.
THE EXCITEMENT A LITTLE BIT?
AFTER WE SHOO THE FIRST COMMERCIAL!
LISTEN, I GOTTA GET YOUR SISTER
I'LL GET 'EM SIGNED.
ANGIE?
I REALLY WOULDN'T MIND TALKIN'
TO HER, IF THAT'S OKAY...
UH, ANGIE?
LISTEN, HERE'S MY HOME NUMBER.
GIVE ME A CALL:
CONGRATULATIONS!
[Woman]
AND YOU'RE FROM MOSCOW.
THAT'S OUR HOMETOWN.
IN THOSE DAYS.
OH, YOU LOOK
SO MUCH OLDER...
REMEMBER,
IT'S RUSSIA.
COLD.
BRR.
ALEXANDER VERSHININ-NIN.
AND YOU-YOU LOOK SO GREA IN THIS SWEATER,
DEBBIE, I SWEAR.
MICHAEL, PLEASE, STOP.
I HAVE THIS AUDITION TOMORROW.
DA, DA, DA, OKAY.
WHERE WERE WE?
UH, THAT'S ME.
THE LOVELORN MAJOR.
I WANTED-TELL ME
WHAT IS IT?
[Moaning]
[Knocking]
[Growling]
AHH, ALL RIGHT,
ALL RIGHT?
IT'S COLD. BRR!
THIS CAN'T BE HAPPENING.
YOU NEEDED SIGNED.
NOW?
OH, AND I ALSO THOUGH I SHOULD BRING THIS BACK.
WHOSE IS THIS?
MR. COOKIEMAN'S.
CORCORAN'S.
I DON'T BELIEVE YOU!
I ADMIT, IT WASN' SUCH A GREAT IDEA, BUT,
OH, HUH, I DIDN'T KNOW
YOU HAD COMPANY.
YEAH.
HELLO, I'M DEBBIE.
HI, I'M ANGIE.
THIS STUFF. ANGIE'S A CLIENT.
OH, REALLY? ME TOO.
I THOUGHT HE JUS REPRESENTED KIDS.
[Whispering]
NO!
IS THAT TRUE?
HUH! WELL, NO WONDER
YOU'RE A KID'S AGENT!
OH, BIG DEAL!
ONE LOUSY PRODUCTION
THE COSTUMES TOO!
DEBBIE, DEBBIE, DEBBIE.
ANY CHANCE OF GETTING TIME OFF
FOR GOOD BEHAVIOR?
NO.
DEBBIE! D-DEBBIE, D-DON'T GO.
NICE MEETING YOU, ANGIE.
DEBBIE...
[Sighs]
UH, DID I COME
AT A BAD TIME?
THINK I'D GOTTEN
JUST ABOUT EVERYTHING
SO I WAS THINKING,
I CAN'T CONCENTRATE
ON THE COMMERCIALS AT HOME...
WITH LENNY:
UNTIL WE'RE DONE.
[Chuckles]
SO WHAT?
SO I DON'T THINK YOUR SISTER'S
GONNA BE TOO HAPPY ABOUT THAT.
SHE KNOWS I'M HERE. IT'S COOL.
IT'S NOT COOL.
AND I'M REAL SORRY
BUT THIS IS:
MY LUCKY PAC-MAN PILLOW,
AND THAT'S THE DOOR.
WHAT, ARE YOU THREATENING ME?
I DON'T RESPOND WELL TO THREATS.
[Grunting]
[Angie]
YUCK!
[Knocking]
YEAH.
THAT DEPENDS.
HUH! I FOUND HER
I'M SORRY, MRS. CANTRELL.
THAT WON'T HAPPEN AGAIN.
EVERY DAY.
USUALLY, THE GARBAGE
JUST SITS THERE,
NOT TO MENTION:
THE CIGARETTE BUTTS.
DEAR?
YEAH. THANK YOU,
MRS. CANTRELL.
[Mrs. Cantrell]
UUH!
UHH. UHH! OOH!
[Ed]
WHAT?
I DON'T BELIEVE THIS!
IN YOUR APARTMENT?
I DON'T UNDERSTAND YOU.
I REALLY DON'T.
WE FINALLY GET THE BIGGEST JOB
AND YOU'RE UPSET 'CAUSE
THERE'S A FEW LITTLE PROBLEMS.
TO SCHOOL.
FROM HOME. WE'RE NOW
REPRESENTING THE OMEN.
YEAH, THERE WAS ONLY TWO SIXES.
MISS BRIGANTI,
ANNOUNCE ME, PLEASE.
CERTAINLY.
HI, BARRY.
BARRY!
WHAT AN UNEXPECTED PLEASURE.
[Chuckling]
SKATING?
WHO DOESN'T?
[Chuckles]
SKATING, BARRY, BUT WE'RE
UNITED TALENT WOULD BE WILLING
I BET THAT-VA-VA-VAVOOM!
WELL, HELLO, DOLLY!
WHO'S THE TROLL?
BARRY CORMAN, I'D LIKE YOU
ANGIE VEGA.
ENCHANTE, MADEMOISELLE.
YUCK!
[Geena Giggling]
MY BROWN-EYED GIRL?
GET LOST!
HEY, COME ON!
[Michael]
YA KNOW, I WAS THINKIN',
IT'S REAL CRAMPED
AT MY APARTMEN WITH ANGIE THERE...
AND, UH, YOU GOT THA BIG HOUSE AND EVERYTHING...
OH, FORGET IT!
LOOK, IT'S NO PLACE
FOR A KID, ED.
OH, PLEASE.
LIKE THE COPACABANA.
IT'S A ONE-BEDROOM PIGSTY
BIMBOS AND A 32-INCH TV.
WE'RE TALKIN' ABOUT A LO OF MONEY HERE, AND IT'S NO JUST GONNA BE THESE COMMERCIALS.
LOOK, MICHAEL,
RESPONSIBLE FOR HER.
SCHOOL, STOPS STEALING.
AND DO SOMETHING
ABOUT THAT KNIFE.
[Growling]
ALL RIGHT, TV OFF.
YEAH, YA ARE.
I AM NOT!
YOU ARE!
I ALREADY KNOW:
YA KNOW, YOU'RE RIGHT.
I MEAN, YOU'RE SMART.
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