Life with Mikey Page #7
- PG
- Year:
- 1993
- 91 min
- 293 Views
COME ON!
[Cheering, Whistling]
DOWN HERE, PUNK?
HERE, COME HERE!
[Laughing]
[Screaming]
[Angie]
[Screaming Continues]
GIRL. HERE, YOU TAKE HIM.
OH MY GOD!
LITTLE LADY?
COME ON, EVERYBODY!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DEAR ANGIE
[Applause]
WRESTLERS ARE NOT REALLY
THAT MEAN, YOU KNOW.
THEY'RE JUST LIKE HAMMY
THEY DIDN'T HURT ME.
IT'S LIKE A
PROFESSIONAL COURTESY.
THOSE TICKETS MUST'VE
DIDN'T COST ME ANYTHING.
THE MERMANATOR.
[Laughing]
GAVE YOU, DO YOU MIND
IF I BORROW IT?
BE MY GUEST.
YOU AND EVAN:
SET A DATE YET?
SHUT UP!
ENJOY IT.
HEY! WHAT HAPPENED?
THE CORPORATE SECRETARY CALLED.
SHE SAID IT WAS IMPORTAN HE SEE BOTH OF US RIGHT AWAY.
YOU THINK?
HE'S MAKING ANGIE
THE OFFICIAL SPOKESGIRL.
[Cheering]
[Whistles]
OH, LOOK AT THIS!
HELLO, MR. C.
MR. CORCORAN,
SIT DOWN, GENTLEMEN!
WHOOPS!
JUST GONNA...
THIS IS MY ATTORNEY,
MR. NORMAN FELLER.
HEY, NORMAN.
OH, PLEASURE
TO MEET YOU, NORMAN.
I'VE ALWAYS LOVED
THAT NAME, "NORMAN."
THAT'S NICE.
MR. FELLER, WOULD YOU
TELL THESE GENTLEMEN...
WHAT YOU'VE JUST TOLD ME?
YES, SIR.
CHECK INTO ALL THE CONTRACTUAL
WE DISCOVERED THAT THE SIGNATURE
ON ANGIE'S CONTRACT...
WHO IS NOT HER LEGAL GUARDIAN.
ANGIE'S ACTUAL GUARDIAN
IS HER FATHER, A RICHARD VEGA.
NO, THAT'S, THAT'S NOT,
THAT'S NOT POSSIBLE.
YOU TOLD ME:
HE'S DEAD. HE'S DEAD!
ANGIE'S FATHER,
THESE COMMERCIALS COST ME
ONE-HALF MILLION DOLLARS.
AND NOW I MAY NO BE ABLE TO AIR THEM!
I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO SAY, SIR.
WE HAD NO IDEA...
PICK UP KIDS:
FROM OFF THE STREETS?
NOW LISTEN CAREFULLY!
IF THESE CONTRACTS...
TOMORROW MORNING, SIGNED
BY ANGIE'S FATHER,
THESE COMMERCIALS,
NOW BELIEVE ME,
OHHH!
[Groaning]
LISTENED TO YOU.
ANYONE WHO'S STUPID ENOUGH
IN THIS SITUATION.
DO ME A FAVOR, ED.
I'M A COMPLETE MORON.
FATHER WAS DEAD!
SO WHAT?
CORCORAN'S RIGHT.
SHE HAS A FATHER!
I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHA WE'RE DOING REPRESENTING
YOU ARE UNBELIEVABLE!
TWENTY MINUTES AGO...
YOU WERE THRILLED
NOW DON'T BE SUCH A HYPOCRITE,
ALL RIGHT, ED?
DON'T TELL ME ABOUT THE MONEY!
GO OUT AND FIND ONE CLIEN IN THE PAST TWO YEARS...
WELL, THAT'S OLD NEWS, MICHAEL.
THAT EXCUSE DOESN' HOLD UP ANYMORE.
[Elevator Bell Rings]
ALL RIGHT, FINE. FINE.
I'M GONNA GE THE SIGNATURE MYSELF.
[Starter Grinding]
WHAT LAWYER?
ERIC THE MAGICIAN'S FATHER,
HE'S A LAWYER, RIGHT?
CALL HIM.
ERIC THE MAGICIAN...
[Tires Screeching]
OH, OH! LET ME IN.
ALL RIGHT. ALL RIGHT.
I'M OKAY.
LET ME IN,
I'LL DRIVE!
I'M OKAY,
I'M OKAY! I'M OKAY!
ON THIS CAR!
[Tires Screeching]
[Horn Honking]
[Man Shouting Indistinctly]
[Tires Screeching]
SO THAT'S WHEN I DECIDED THA THE BEST THING TO DO WOULD BE...
I... I APPRECIATE WHA YOU'RE DOING FOR ANGIE.
BUT I'M HER FATHER.
WELL, ANGIE NEVER
WELL... SHE SAID YOU WERE DEAD.
OH.
I MEAN, I THINK SHE MEANT I IN THE BEST SENSE OF THE WORD.
DEAD TIRED. POOPED.
I LOST IT. OKAY?
I SNAPPED, AND THIS IS SOMETHING
VERY DIFFICULT FOR ME TO ADMIT,
BUT I WAS NOT THERE
FOR MY DAUGHTERS
EXPLAIN TO ME. LISTEN.
HAVE DAUGHTERS.
I HAVE NO... LIFE.
I'M SORRY, DID I INTERRUPT YOU?
NO, GO ON.
COME HERE AND STAY FOR A WHILE.
[Sighing]
ACTUALLY THIS IS A PRETTY GOOD
[Angie Singing]
ZIP-A-DEE-DOO-DAH
ZIP-A-DEE-AY
MY, OH, MY
WHAT A WONDERFUL DAY
PLENTY OF SUNSHINE
COMIN' MY WAY ZIP...
HEY, CHAPMAN!
HOW'RE YA DOIN'?
I HOPE YOU'RE HUNGRY
'CAUSE WE'RE HAVING SPAGHETTI.
THAT IS, IF I CAN GET I OFF THE SIDE OF THE POT.
HEY, ANG?
ANGIE?
YOU A CONDOM TESTER
OR SOMETHING?
ANGIE!
HOW COME YOU DIDN' TELL ME ABOUT HIM?
I HATE MY FATHER.
I LIKE HIM.
I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU WENT UP TO
SEE HIM WITHOUT ASKING ME FIRST.
IT WASN'T EXACTLY
A PLEASURE TRIP!
TO SUE ME AND ED IF WE DIDN' GET YOUR FATHER'S SIGNATURE?
YOU COULD'VE TOLD ME FIRST!
IF YOU HAD BEEN HONEST WITH ME,
THIS CONVERSATION RIGHT NOW.
I DO NOT.
NO?
WHEN WE FIRST WEN UP TO THE OFFICE. RIGHT?
[Sighs]
AND THEN... YOU LIE
TO YOUR GIRLFRIENDS.
THAT'S DIFFERENT.
YEAH, RIGHT.
HE'S YOUR FATHER, ANG.
DO WHAT HE SAYS.
FINE. I'LL LEAVE NOW.
SHOULD LEAVE NOW.
NO, I WANT TO.
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