Moment by Moment
- R
- Year:
- 1978
- 102 min
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What about
the sleeping pills?
I'm gonna be at the beach for a while,
and I wanted a supply...
I'm sorry. I can't give you
a refill on seconal.
I would if I could.
Oh, I almost forgot this.
Excuse me.
Is Gregg in?
Gregg. Gregg Crawford.
He works for you. Is he in?
I was supposed to meet him last
night and he didn't show up.
I was wonderin' where he is.
I'm sorry. I was here first.
Did he show up for work today,
or what?
I'm really sorry,
Mrs. Rawlings.
Uh... You check with your
doctor and have him call me.
And have a good weekend.
Yes, thank you.
I don't suppose it'll
come as a surprise
if I tell you we caught him with
his hands in the cookie jar.
Oh, well, I... Gee, I'm...
I'm dumbfounded.
Mmm-hmm. I'm sure.
Anyhow, it's outta my hands. Wait a minute.
What... What is that supposed to mean?
I mean, it's in the hands
of the law.
How could you do that?
People are beginning
to stare. Please.
Well, that's what happens
when you have guilt.
It feels like people
are starin' at you.
You know what?
They are staring at you.
Hello, Mrs. Rawlings.
I have your order
ready for you here.
Oh, good, thank you.
How are you today?
All right.
And yourself? Fine.
That's that wine chiller
that you ordered.
I think you're
gonna like it.
Has this been
in here all day?
It's been there
for over two hours.
Think about taking
one of our classes?
Well,
I took the Cuisinart.
I'll bet you don't have
the new ripple cut blades.
I have so many blades now,
I don't know what to do with them.
Hello.
I... I saw you at Schwab's, and it just
dawned on me who you are. Do you remember me?
I'm sure you do.
I'm sure I don't.
I did valet parking for you
for that big party at the beach
you had a few months back.
Excuse me.
Uh, thank you.
I'll see you again. Bye.
I hope so.
Can I get you something,
young man?
No, I don't...
I don't see anything I need.
Mrs. Rawlings?
Can I explain somethin'
to you?
Look, the only reason I'm bein'
friendly to you is 'cause...
I felt like bein' friendly after I
remembered what you did for me, that's all.
I thought about it a lot. I mean,
you were so mellow that night. Really.
You weren't standoffish
like you are now.
I know what
you're thinkin'.
You're thinkin' I got some chutzpah bein'
so nosy, right?
Well, all I wanna do is...
Is thank you for comin'
to my rescue that night, that's all.
What is it I did that
meant so much to you?
The dent.
It's still there.
That's... That's somethin'
you hardly ever see,
a dent in a
Mercedes-Benz, huh?
Not in Beverly Hills anyway.
There must be a law
or somethin'.
Now, do you remember me?
Dent? Me?
Your husband, he...
He accused me of makin' that dent.
Then he accused me
of being stoned, too.
Which, I'll be honest,
I... I was, but...
So anyway, he...
He got me so paranoid, I thought, Jesus,
maybe I did make
the damn dent
and didn't feel it
or somethin'.
I mean, these cars are like bein'
in a goddamn cotton wad or somethin'.
So anyway, I... I just wanna thank
you for comin' to bat for me.
I guess you felt
protective, huh?
But I did make the dent.
I... I know you
made the dent.
It's just that...
You could've laid the blame on me.
I was stoned enough.
A lot of people would've.
That never occurred to me.
I know. That's what
knocked me out about you.
Uh, look, I think you've blown
this out of proportion a bit.
I wasn't worried about you.
I was just telling the truth.
I know you were
tellin' the truth,
but you were still
worried about me. Face it.
No. That's something
you've made up in your mind.
You know,
I wish I'd never brought up the subject.
I could've gone on thinking
you did somethin' nice for me.
Look, uh...
Uh, what is your name?
Think of Sunset.
Strip.
Oh, I'm sorry.
You've caught me on a bad day.
Well, that's okay. I... I'll remember you
the way I... I remembered you that night.
I think about it a lot,
you know.
'Cause I dig
thinkin' about it.
But, um...
It's unlikely I'll stop
thinkin' about it
just 'cause of
what happened today.
Look, what do you
want from me?
Well, I could use a lift
to San Vicente.
I'm sorry.
I'm going to the beach.
Oh. Maybe I'll see you
out there then.
My friends own a place
in the water like you.
Well, don't get arrested
for that dent, huh?
Take care.
So long.
Mrs. Rawlings! Hi.
I got somethin' for you.
Well, hi, there.
Um...
Think he remembers me?
I doubt it.
I'm sure he does. Oh!
Thank you.
Beautiful day
today, huh?
I'm glad
I bumped into you.
Do you mind?
I was really enjoying being alone.
Well, look. I... I just want to...
I'd like to give you a gift,
and then I'll split,
all right?
I think you'll like it.
You came all the way out here
just to give me a gift?
Well, I... I came out here
to see some people I knew,
to help move
my friend Gregg.
Then I thought
if I saw you accidentally
or bumped into you,
I'd give you some reds.
So...
There you go.
I'm really
not interested.
They're 100%
pharmaceutical.
I mean, you don't
have to worry about that.
Here.
You wanna hear
somethin' crazy?
I hated to think
of you tossin' and turnin'.
Now, look, I'm only
giving you four,
because I don't like
to encourage pill-popping.
So here.
I guess I feel protective
of you or somethin'.
Whatever happened to valet parking?
Excuse me.
Wait a minute,
Miss Ultra-Frost.
You're the one who
wants the pills, not me.
How come
your hair's not wet?
Don't you like to swim?
That's a beautiful dress.
Are those mirrors?
Hell, those are mirrors.
Let go.
You know,
if you went swimming once in a while,
you probably wouldn't
even need these pills.
Wait a minute!
I got a question for you.
Can you hear me?
I'll come up!
I can hear you.
What?
I can hear you!
What is it?
Shouldn't we
keep in touch?
I mean, if I was around,
you probably wouldn't have to suffer
the humiliation of gettin'
these things legal.
I was so embarrassed
for you at Schwab's.
I mean, who needs it?
I mean, really?
I don't need that many pills,
so you don't have to worry.
Yeah, but you need your beauty sleep,
don't ya?
Okay, thanks.
Can I tell you somethin'?
Okay, one thing.
What is it?
All right.
Remember back there when I said
that I'd hate to think
of you tossin' and turnin'?
Well, I lied.
I love to think of you tossin' and turnin'.
Matter of fact...
Matter of fact, sometimes I...
I can't stop myself
thinking of it.
It's like a confession, all right?
I just thought I'd make it.
Hey, don't take it the wrong way!
Don't worry. I won't.
Yes. What is it now?
Your dog.
Did you mean to leave
him out? 'Cause he's out.
Thank you.
Mr. Rawlings?
I'll talk to you
in a minute, Bill.
Hello.
You were sleeping?
Oh, it's...
What time is it?
Oh, it's early.
I'm sorry.
I was gonna call you,
to tell you I was out here.
Naomi told me.
Trish, I thought we were
going to see each other.
There's so much
we have to decide on.
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