Moving McAllister Page #6

Synopsis: Rick Robinson is a ladder-climbing law intern from Miami with four days until the Bar Exam. Desperate to score points with his boss (McAllister), he commits to a favor he can't afford. He ends up in a rundown truck headed to L.A. with his boss's possessions, his Hollywood-bound niece, and her pet pig. Amidst hitch-hikers, breakdowns, and assorted local yokels, Rick finds love, life and maybe himself in this trans-American road trip from hell.
Director(s): Andrew Black
Production: First Independent Pictures
 
IMDB:
5.3
Rotten Tomatoes:
10%
PG-13
Year:
2007
89 min
Website
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[inhaling deeply]

Hey, Vincent!

Tell the boys we gonna

have ourselves...

a show!

I'm sorry, sir,

w-when you say "blood,"

what do you mean?

Hey, you ever

see that movie?

It's called,

Mad Max Beyond

Thunderdome.

Only, like,

Mad Max Beyond

Thunderdome.

# [80s pop]

[Woman singing]

# Where are all

the real men now #

# One who leads the pack? #

# Someone when the smoke

has cleared #

# He's ready to attack #

# It's hard to be

a wrestler #

# There's gonna be disaster #

# Because we need

a great defender #

# That will fight you

till the end #

# Looking for the champion #

# A hero that's going

right to the top #

# He's got to be willing,

he's got to be bold #

# No one can touch him,

It's for the gold #

# Looking for the champion #

# A man made of armor,

a knight made of steel #

# He's got to be heavy,

he's got to be real #

Let's not do this!

[grunting]

It's our destiny.

You boys put on

a good show, now,

because I'm going

to be thinking real hard

about what happened to that

there truck of yours.

I won't fail you.

Listen up!

Last man standing... wins!

[cheering]

So we can hit

below the belt, right?

[laughing]

Hey, Vincent,

give me 500 bucks down

on this here red boy.

What about biting?

And gouging?

Can we gouge?

Okay, Orlie, we just

got to sell it.

Make it look good.

[hissing]

[screaming, grunting]

[grunting]

[screaming]

[indistinct yelling]

[breathing heavily]

[cheering]

Oh, yeah! Yeah!

Go, Red, go!

[groaning]

Whoa!

[both grunting]

[whooping]

Argh!

[Man]

Green! Green! Green!

[grunting]

[audience]

Ohh!

[whooping]

Get him!

Ahhh!

[crowd muted]

# [choir]

[heart beating]

# [harp]

# [Woman singing opera]

[Michelle]

Hey, Rick, are you okay?

Rick?

Aw, he'll be fine.

[chuckling]

What about the truck

and the pig?

Mmm...well.

Now, that would be sort of

unfortunate-like, because--

You don't understand.

We've got to get

that truck back.

No. You don't understand.

Look, in the past three days,

I've been drugged

by Bohemians,

stuck in a filthy Jacuzzi

with a couple

hillbilly swingers,

woke up naked

in a motel next to him,

and then was forced by a man

who calls himself the Lady

to fight in a cage

like an animal.

You put on one good show,

and I even made

a couple of bucks

off Little Red there,

so, makes me feel all warm

and generous-like inside.

You earned it.

But you little ones,

you be real careful, okay?

[Orlie]

All right, man, you did it!

We're back on the road!

[pig grunting]

Om...

[laughing]

# 27 bottles of root beer

on the wall #

# Take one down,

you pass it around #

# 27 bottles of beer

on the wall #

Ah!

# 26 bottles of beer

on the wall... #

[Orlie]

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Stop the truck!

This is it.

Somewhere over there,

I'm going to find the place

where my body is waiting...

waiting for its true owner.

Congratulations.

Take care, brother.

Thanks, Orlie.

Sorry about

leaving you.

The whole bimple thing

threw me off a little.

No worries, friend.

Here.

Take this.

I won't need

this anymore.

Thanks.

Oh, you be careful.

Don't worry about me.

You two just keep up

the good work.

Until we meet again.

[sighing]

Well, just think,

in a few hours,

this'll be all over.

Finally.

Can't you just pretend

you're going to miss me

for one minute?

I could, but I'm really

tired right now.

Seriously.

I mean, do you think

we'll see each other again?

Honestly...

I don't know.

Well, you don't fail

to spoil a moment, do you?

Well, what do

you expect? I mean,

we're both going to go

our separate ways.

You're going to go to Hollywood

to become a big actress.

And I'm going to be

a money-hungry lawyer.

It's very simple.

Really, what's changed?

[scoffs]

Nothing, I guess.

Maybe you should

get some sleep.

[pig grunting]

You made it.

You're late.

Well, we hit

a few snags, sir.

Can you open up

the crate for me?

Y-- Yeah.

There's a surprise

for you in there,

a token of my appreciation.

Go on.

You're-- You're looking

for something...

quite small.

I thought you

might like it back.

I called you a cab.

You can leave the truck here.

# At least, come join me #

# Within the belly

of the big blue sea #

# Set a sail,

catch a breeze #

# Come on, don't forget

to fill your suitcase #

# Now watch it sink #

# Because where we're going

we don't need a thing #

# Not a map, or a receipt #

# Because where we've been

is who we used to be #

# We started wrapping

our regrets in cloth #

# Are you defined by all

the things you want #

# Or did you get

caught up in the things

that we are not? #

Airport?

All right.

Thanks.

# You were born to believe #

# You can't get lost #

# So when you'd run,

you'd always get too far #

# Now there's nothing

you haven't seen #

# But where we're headed

we have never been #

# Past the pavement

that we used to walk #

# Past the people

that we used to know #

# Oh, come on, go #

# Past the people

that have broke our hearts #

# We started laughing

at them from afar #

# But now we climbed

too high without a rope #

# Come on, go #

# No, we are not swans #

# Nor are we as ugly #

# As we think we are #

# We don't care for compliments

but please don't stop #

# No, come on #

# Come on #

# We are not swans #

# We fit into each other #

# We are Russian dolls #

# Where somewhere in the center

sits a beating heart #

# But come on, come on #

# We are not swans #

Where's Michelle?

What, did you

change your mind?

No, but I have something

I need to do right now.

And I love Michelle.

You love my niece?

She's on the beach.

Wait.

You take good care of her,

because I can still break

every bone in your body.

And we're opening

an L.A. office.

Go.

# Now do you feel

we've gone too far? #

# Or do you fear

we reached the top? #

# Or do you feel

like letting go? #

# Well, come on, hold on #

# We are not swans #

# Nor are we as ugly... #

Hey, Michelle!

Ugh!

What, you can't

say good-bye?

Ow! Ah!

I thought you liked me.

I do!

In fact, I--

I think I love you.

Okay, then.

# We have got each other,

I'd say that's enough #

# So come on, come on #

# Come on #

[laughing]

# Mm, mm #

# Oh, oh #

# Ooh, you said you don't #

# Put out your heart

just for me #

# Yeah, you did, you know #

# Remember? Oh, yeah #

# Finding out

what could have been #

# Is it just for free? #

# When suddenly,

it's in front of me #

# It's all I need, you see #

# I can't believe my eyes #

# Oh, my Lord #

# I can't believe #

# I can't believe my eyes #

# Woman #

# Oh, oh #

# Mm, mm #

# Ooh, you know #

# I've never been

like this girl before #

Rick, this is Carl.

I just wanted

to leave you a message.

Your phone's

not working, for one.

And second...

these questions were harder

than I thought they would be.

But I saved you a seat

in case you arrive late.

I mean, I don't know

if that does you any good,

but uh...I just

want to tell you

what a good friend

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