Natural Born Lovers Page #4
- Year:
- 2012
- 106 min
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I'm yesterday's news.
This is great! Someone to finally take my place!
Even better than winning the lottery!
Why did you say you are my boyfriend back there?
I don't get
why you'd like that four-eyed frog.
Unless he's very rich or very well-educated,
Or he's so generous that he donates
his organs to the needy.
Or he helps old ladies cross the street.
That's him to a T.
Really?
Back there... Thanks for that.
That's alright.
Well, this area is pretty nice, isn't it?
Here?
Of course it's nice here!
Here, it's quiet, but so close to town.
Over there is the subway station,
the mall and cinema are only
a ten minute walk away.
Over there are lots of reputable schools.
When you have kids, you won't have to
And a feng shui master said,
That the dragon's treasure will
run right through here next year.
And all the residents here will be blessed.
And their dreams will come true.
Are you a nurse or a real estate agent?
I have always been interested in real estate.
Why don't you move here, if it's so good?
I did live here,
but that jerk kicked me out.
Sorry.
You don't have to say sorry.
You didn't kick me out.
Well, yeah...
Hey, it's pretty late.
Why don't I drive you home?
Your cakes are so expensive,
Riding with you would cost even more.
I'm out of money
I was just kidding about ten grand for a cake.
Here, take it back.
- Really?
- Yeah.
- I'll take a taxi then.
- It's your call.
OK!
- Bye.
- Bye.
Oh, one more thing.
Joey Yung also sang,
"Broken hearts in Spring, Are mended by the Fall.
Hard bitterness wanes to a lull."
I'm not good with words. But you understand.
Try it the next time you do karaoke
Bye.
"One Week Later"
There's something wrong with your cake!
It will make people sick!
I don't care, I want to see your boss!
You're finally back!
What's the problem?
This... lady wants to see you.
Boss.
So it is you!
Are you sick in the head
putting something like that in a cake?
What are you talking about, miss?
What am I talking about? You know exactly what!
You... you put something in your cake
that's...
Honey, I told you not to come!
Let it go! Leave it be!
- Let's just go home!
- Oh, honey!
I'm going to sue them!
I'm going to sue their pants off!
How? We ate the whole thing!
Without evidence, there's nothing we can do!
Was the cake no good?
If you didn't like it,
You eat it yourself!
Your cake had... sh*t!
Ever since eating your cake,
she's had to brush her teeth 20, 30 times a day.
And has started talking in her sleep,
saying her mouth smells like sh*t.
I took her to a psychiatrist,
he said to just let her brush.
Brush however and whenever.
At least she's not a shopaholic,
throwing away my money.
But that cake wasn't made by...
I mean... I did make it...
But I didn't know that
inside there was, you know...
I know... Only Bobo could do something like that.
I knew she wouldn't let me off so easy.
Don't worry, I'm not going to sue you.
It's not exactly something
I'd like everyone to know.
I would never guess that you'd be so easygoing.
You'd make a good friend.
Thinking back to when I was eating that cake,
I even thought it was some
new sh*t-flavoured chocolate.
What the f***.
It was actually chocolate-flavoured sh*t.
I hope you don't mind my saying...
Treating Bobo like that...
Sure, she went a little overboard...
But you must expected some payback, right?
Look,buddy.
You know that love is like a TVB serial:
Each director will shoot five random episodes,
you won't know which episode will be any good
unless you have the patience to watch them all.
Even TVB's serials!
You only know how I treated Bobo,
it's not like you know how she treated me, right?
I'm going to the toilet.
Can you manage on your own?
I'll be okay.
Just don't mess with my things.
I'll be right back.
Done! Do you want to taste it?
No, thanks.
Sorry I involved you.
No, I'm not blaming you for anything.
I just wanted to say something,
that splitting up is only that,
what's the point of doing all that?
The more stunts you pull, the more he'll hate you.
If I can't make him love me,
At least I can make him hate me!
That way he'll have to remember me!
Do whatever you want.
Have you ever loved someone?
Have you ever hurt someone you loved?
If you have, you'll understand how I feel.
Alright, ready, one... two... three.
Okay, my turn. Here...
So, is it any good?
L'E'S good!
Well, the lift is quite old.
You can tell by the sound of its motor.
It's older than my granddad.
But nevermind its age.
It isn't the least bit slow.
From the 9th floor, down to here,
took less than 2 minutes,
my cup noodle's not even ready yet!
There was once a designer,
his name was "Mel Liftson",
he went crazy after he was dumped.
Full of resentment, he later designed a lift.
It is "The Lonely Lift".
Legend has it only one person can ride it.
If two try to ride it, they both die.
Can it be that evil?
Do you two have the balls to go
and try it out together?
No thanks, it's time for my wife to feed the baby.
I'm going back to help, See you.
And I'll help him.
Then I guess I don't have to fight for it.
Why are you here?
So this is the lift?
Yes, this is the one.
Can I take it?
Of course you can, come.
- You first.
- Okay.
What about you?
This lift can only take one person at a time.
So... you go first,
I'll go to the next floor,
then we come out, I'll go in,
and so on and so forth!
That complicated?
Not at all.
It's like going for a car ride,
only we are going for a lift ride.
I'll wait for you upstairs!
Wow, you were quick.
I'm an athlete.
The lift... was okay?
- Yah.
- Let me, let me...
You're quite fast yourself!
Don't you know
I run the marathon every year?
Hurry LIP!
Count me in next year for the marathon.
Be careful, the stairwell is dark.
It's okay, I know.
Brush my hair a bit, so I'll look good
next time she sees me
Touch up my makeup, so I don't look silly.
It takes a long time.
Top floor. Ride's over.
So soon?
We can do it again next time.
Next time? When's next time?
Now that you've joined our club,
There'll be plenty of lifts to take.
So what now?
Now you... Take the lift down,
I will... Take the stairs down.
Why not go down together?
Don't you see curse warnings?
Go in together, die together!
I never took you to be so superstitious!
Aren't you scared?
If you're not, neither am I.
You could die.
Together, then.
Huh. You're quite brave.
But why are you hands so cold?
Born that way.
Perfect. I know a Chinese doctor,
I'll take you to him.
Why did the door close by itself?
Don't worry. I know why.
The lift must have realized
there are two of us in here.
But if you don't breathe or talk,
It won't be able to tell.
But you were the only one talking.
Hey! I told you not to talk.
This lift has malice!
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