Night Has Settled Page #3

Synopsis: In 1983, Oliver Nicholas, at thirteen, is well-poised to enter the precocious teenage world of first-sex, vodka and possible-love in New York City when he is traumatized by the stroke of his housekeeper (and only true maternal figure), a sixty-five-year-old Chilean woman named Aida. What was supposed to be an exhilarating and somewhat fearful rite of passage - diving into the exciting, fast-paced world of first experiences - quickly becomes skewed by an incomprehensible depression, and a house of interior horrors. Surrounded by women - his untraditional, Spanish, photographer mother (more interested in the role of confidante than mother) his sister, a comedic, door-slamming tormentor, marked by her parent's divorce; and Aida, his silver-haired emotional focal point on the verge of death in Lenox Hill Hospital - Oliver struggles to maintain his role as "man of the house" and his sanity. With his best friends, Valerio, a chain-smoking, nunchucking, grandiose artist; and Nick, a cynical,
Genre: Drama
Director(s): Steve Clark
Production: Black Note Films
  2 wins & 2 nominations.
 
IMDB:
6.3
NOT RATED
Year:
2014
90 min
63 Views


IVORY INSIDE--

WHAT?

I CAN'T HEAR

YOUR POETRY.

F***ING IDIOT.

NICK, YOU'RE

SUCH A CHILD.

ALL RIGHT.

WHOA!

MY GOD!

JUST CHILL.

SERIOUSLY, CHILL OUT.

WHOOPS!

GET OFF! OW!

DO YOU WRITE:

POETRY TOO, OLIVER?

WHAT THE F***

ARE YOU DOING?

NO, COME SIT ON ME.

FOR SOME REASON:

I THOUGHT YOU WOULD.

STOP BEING AN A**HOLE.

YOU'RE AN A**HOLE.

F*** YOU.

YOU'RE BOTH A**HOLES.

TIME FOR SOME COKE.

YOU WANT SOME?

NO.

IT'S REALLY GOOD.

IS THAT F***ING BLOW?

OH!

B*TCH!

F*** YOU.

JUST MAKES YOU LOOK

SO BAD-ASS.

VAL, WHAT ARE YOU,

F***ING AL PACINO?

SCARFACE? NO.

WHERE THE F***

DID HE GET THAT?

STOLE IT FROM MY BRO.

WONDER IF I CAN DO COKE

AND NUNCHUCKS AT THE SAME TIME?

LET'S SEE

THE SAMURAI DO IT.

CAREFUL THERE, MAN.

WHAT'S TESORO DOING?

HE'S SKATEBOARDING

DOWN THERE.

HE'S GOT A PINK MOHAWK.

CAN YOU SEE HIM?

YOU ALL RIGHT?

NOW FOR THE MOMEN OF TRUTH, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN.

AM I DOING THIS:

ALL ALONE?

OH!

DAISY, I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU'RE

FOOLING AROUND WITH NICK.

DOES HE EVEN HAVE A PENIS?

VAL, WHY DON'T YOU GO

DRAW A DICK OR BLOW TESTE

OR TESORO, WHATEVER

THE F*** HIS NAME IS.

DOES NICK HAVE A VAGINA?

YOUR IMAGINARY FRIEND

PROBABLY HAS A VAGINA.

WHOO, NUNCHUCKS!

SUCH A BONEY...

SO, YOU CAN TAKE

MY SHIRT OFF,

BUT I CAN'T TAKE

YOUR SHIRT OFF?

MM-HMM.

WHAT ARE YOU:

DOING HERE?

IMAGINE HOW:

THAT WOULD FEEL.

GET US SOME ALCOHOL.

HEY, BABY.

MM.

HEY, OLIVER.

MM.

COME ON, DAISY,

SHE'S ASLEEP,

SHE'S NOT GONNA

GIVE A SH*T, COME ON.

NO, NO, NOT LIKE THAT.

LIKE THIS, THIS.

NO, IT'S TOO BIG.

OLIVER, WHERE

THE F*** ARE YOU?

ARE YOU F***ING

SHITTING AGAIN?

JESUS CHRIST.

I JUST WEN TO THIRD WITH DAISY.

MY GOD,

SHE'S SO DIRTY.

IT WAS A BIG MOMEN FOR ME.

ANABEL'S FIRST, "O,"

COURTESY OF MOI.

AND SHE:

PROBABLY HAD A GASM.

SHE WAS FAKING.

SHE WAS PROBABLY FAKING.

OKAY.

OKAY.

GUESS WHAT I JUST DID?

WHAT?

THIRD BASE WITH DAISY,

CUM GUZZLER.

MM.

IT'S ABOUT TIME,

CUM GUZZLER.

YOUR MOM'S

A F***ING CUM GUZZLER.

SHE IS, ACTUALLY.

SHE'S NEXT.

UH, VAL, DID YOU

TAKE MY HA-HA?

IS SAID DID YOU:

PURLOIN MY YAYO?

WHAT THE F***

ARE YOU DOING?

SHUT UP, F*GGOT BOY.

WHAT THE F***?

I DIDN'T TAKE

ANY SH*T, BILLY.

OH, THIS IS

YOUR LITTLE GIRLFRIEND.

HI.

BILLY, STOP.

DON'T BE ALARMED,

EVERYBODY.

HEY, VAL,

GO SIT DOWN FOR A SEC.

BILLY, IT'S ON MY DESK.

SIT DOWN.

I SAID SIT DOWN, SIT DOWN.

IT'S ON MY DESK.

I KNOW WHERE IT IS.

SO WHAT THE F***?

LADIES AND GENTLEMEN.

WHAT ARE YOU DOING?

BILLY, STOP.

WHAT THE F***, BILLY?!

BILLY!

F***!

BYE-BYE, LADIES.

THAT'S RIGHT, I'M PISSING

ON YOU, F*** DOLL.

WHAT THE F***'S WRONG

WITH YOU, A**HOLE?

F*** YOU!

YOU'RE A F***ING FAG!

F*** OFF.

F*** YOU, BILLY!

F*GGOT.

OLIVER, GE THE F*** OUT, MAN.

GET THE F*** OUT,

OLIVER!

HEY, HOW'S

IT GOING, OLLI?

I WAS TALKING:

TO LILA.

SHE WAS:

ASKING ABOUT YOU.

JESUS CHRIST, ADRIANA.

SO INCONSIDERATE!

SLAMMING DOORS IN THE MIDDLE

OF THE NIGHT?

I HAVE JUS GOTTEN TO SLEEP!

F*** YOU!

I WANNA LIVE WITH DAD!

I HATE YOU!

F*** YOU!

WHY DO YOU:

HATE ME SO MUCH?

WHAT DID I EVER:

DO TO YOU?

LEAVE ME THE F*** ALONE!

WELL, F*** YOU TOO!

WHAT ARE YOU DOING?

OLIVER.

SHH!

WHAT ARE YOU DOING?

OLIVER, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?

I'M SLEEPING.

I'M MOVING IN WITH DAD.

MOM IS CRAZY.

NO, YOU'RE NOT.

OH, YEAH?

YOU JUST WATCH ME.

WATCH ME.

WHY DO YOU STEAL

HER HAIRBRUSH EVERY MORNING?

OF COURSE YOU TAKE HER SIDE.

THE FAVORITE.

ONE DAY I'M GONNA

HAVE HER COMMITTED.

JUST GO BACK TO BED.

EVERYTHING WILL BE FINE

IN THE MORNING.

NO, IT'S TOO LATE.

I'M LEAVING.

AND, YOU, UH, BETTER BE CAREFUL,

OR ELSE YOU'LL END UP LIKE HER.

I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU WORE

LEATHER PANTS TO PARENTS' DAY.

SO WHAT IF I'M WEARING

LEATHER PANTS?

YOU'RE GONNA BE HAPPY ONE DAY

THAT YOU HAVE A COOL MOM.

JESUS.

I HOPE YOU DON' END UP A BANKER.

AND STOP CALLING ME

"JOAN JETT"

IN FRONT OF:

THE OTHER PARENTS.

IT'S NOT THAT FUNNY.

I HAVE CANCER.

CHRISTMAS IS:

IN A FEW WEEKS,

YOU CAN'T HAVE CANCER.

RIGHT, I FORGOT.

NO CANCER ON THE HOLIDAYS.

I SAW AIDA.

YOU KNOW THAT SHE'S NO FEELING VERY WELL LATELY,

AND, UH--

WHAT--

WHAT ARE YOU DOING?

I'M CHOKING.

YOU'RE NOT, SIT DOWN.

I'M SERIOUS.

AND HOW THE HELL

WOULD YOU KNOW?

YOU'RE GONNA BE FINE,

JUST CALM DOWN.

I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU'RE YELLING

AT ME WHEN I'M CHOKING.

I'M NOT-- OKAY.

YOU'RE NOT CHOKING.

YOU'RE MAKING A SCENE.

YOU'RE MAKING A SCENE.

I'M CHOKING.

I NEED A DOCTOR.

OKAY, LET'S GO.

GOD DAMN CHEESECAKE.

OKAY, GREAT, WHY DON' YOU SIT THERE?

LET ME TALK:

TO YOUR MOM, OKAY?

I'M SORRY, MRS. NICHOLAS,

I CAN'T TAKE HIM

IN FRONT OF:

MY OTHER PATIENTS

WHEN THERE IS NO

VISIBLE OBSTRUCTION.

BUT IF MY SON SAYS--

IT-- IT MUST'VE GONE DOWN.

WELL, GOOD.

GOOD, ALL RIGHT, UM,

I'LL BE RIGHT WITH YOU.

ADRIANA, DINNER'S READY.

FOR ONCE WE'RE GONNA

HAVE A FAMILY MEAL.

ADRIANA!

STOP.

SIT DOWN.

OKAY.

HELLO?

DOES SHE REALLY:

EXPECT US TO EAT THIS?

ADRIANA,

IT'S YOUR FATHER.

HEY, DAD.

HI, SWEETIE,

WHAT WAS THAT MESSAGE?

I-- I JUST CAN' DO IT, ANYMORE.

I CAN'T...

I CAN'T TAKE

MOM, AND...

HER AND OLIVER:

TOGETHER, AND...

YOU HAVE TO LEARN TO--

YEAH, BUT YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND.

YOU DON'T HAVE TO LIVE HERE

EVERY DAY WITH HER

AND OLIVER:

AND THE TWO OF THEM, AND--

CAN'T I JUS COME LIVE WITH YOU?

ADRIANA, YOU KNOW

THAT'S NOT PRACTICAL.

I'M TRAVELING

ALL THE TIME FOR WORK.

YOU CAN'T--

YOU NEED TO LEARN HOW

TO LIVE WITH YOUR MOM.

YOU HAVE TO.

I MEAN, YOU'RE NOT--

YOU'RE NO A LITTLE KID ANYMORE.

OKAY, SWEETIE, LISTEN,

I LOVE YOU VERY MUCH.

I'M IN JAPAN.

I'LL TALK TO YOU

WHEN I GET BACK, OKAY?

ALL RIGHT,

I LOVE YOU, TOO.

LOTS OF LOVE, BYE.

BYE.

LET'S EAT.

HELLO?

YES, MRS. NICHOLAS,

THIS IS DR. ROOT AGAIN.

I'VE BEEN THINKING,

HAVE YOU EVER CONSIDERED

HAVING OLIVER SEE

A PSYCHIATRIST?

I MEAN, WITH

HIS RECENT BEHAVIOR,

IT MIGHT BENEFIT HIM

HAVING SOMEONE TO TALK TO.

THANK YOU.

I THINK I KNOW MY OWN SON.

IF THERE'S ANYONE

HE CAN TALK TO, IT'S ME.

BUT THANKS FOR YOUR CONCERN.

THANK YOU.

F*** YOU.

SO, I'M PRETTY SURE

I CAN BANG THAT MALL CHICK.

SHE WAS ALL OVER ME.

I WAS PRACTICALLY IN,

AND THEN YOUR A**HOLE

BROTHER SHOWED UP.

I MEAN, WHAT THE F***

IS WRONG WITH HIM, ANYWAY?

WE SHOULD EXECUTE

THAT SON-OF-A-B*TCH.

NICK, COOL IT.

MAYBE YOU SHOULD JUS GO SUCK HIS DICK INSTEAD.

THAT MIGHT HELP.

HE ACTUALLY PISSED ON YOU,

AND YOU'RE JUST GONNA

TAKE HIS BULLSHIT NOW?

ARE YOU REALLY THAT MAD THA I GET MORE ACTION THAN YOU?

OKAY, YOU DON'T GET MORE

F***ING ACTION THAN ME.

DAISY SAID MAKING OUT WITH YOU

WAS LIKE KISSING A BAG OF FISH.

YO, YOU REALLY THINK I GIVE

A F*** WHAT DAISY SAYS?

THAT GIRL HAS A MOLE ON HER FACE

THE SIZE OF A CADILLAC.

WHATEVER.

WHAT THE F***

ARE YOU DRAWING, ANYWAY?

IS THAT YOUR:

IMAGINARY FRIEND?

I WAS TALKING TO MY MOM

ABOUT THIS THE OTHER DAY.

SHE ASKED ME IF I HAD

AN IMAGINARY FRIEND

BECAUSE SHE SAID

IT'S A SIGN OF CREATIVITY.

HAVING AN IMAGINARY FRIEND

IS A SIGN OF FAGGOTRY.

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Steve Clark

Stephen Maynard Clark (23 April 1960 – 8 January 1991) was an English musician. He was the principal songwriter and lead guitarist for the British hard rock band, Def Leppard, until 1991, when he died from alcohol poisoning. In 2007, Clark was ranked No. 11 on Classic Rock Magazine's "100 Wildest Guitar Heroes". more…

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