Nine Months Page #4
- PG-13
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- 1995
- 103 min
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Huh?
What, you believe
Dr. Zhivago in there?
The monkey doctor?
He's right.
I've read about it.
Cats can be dangerous
for a baby.
They can suffocate
the baby, claw the baby.
Skippy is 16.
He can barely move.
He's half-blind.
He's too weak
to suffocate anyone.
What about hygiene
in the kitchen?
You get cat hair
and cat saliva.
You said that this baby
wouldn't change our lives.
Now I have to sell my car
and get rid of my cat.
This is the second month,
and our lives
are practically unrecognizable!
I really appreciate
your asking us along.
I'm hoping this
will get Samuel excited
about having a baby.
Oh, yeah. Sure.
Yeah, 'cause, um,
if things
don't change,
I'm thinking
about leaving him.
Oh, yeah.
Yeah. Sure you are.
I thought about leaving
Marty all the time,
but this
is his first time.
You've got to
give him a chance.
He's completely
uninvolved.
This whole baby thing
really scares him.
He's probably having
trouble facing it.
If you have a baby,
that means
he's got to grow up.
The baby's the fun part.
That's fun.
You know.
Look at all this stuff.
Ah, yeah! Whoo!
He's going to
love this.
You know you're
having a boy, right?
Yeah.
Gail took one of those
amnio tests, I suppose.
No.
How do you know?
I can tell
it's a boy
by the way she's
carrying it all in front.
They don't often
carry them at the back.
If it's a boy,
they carry them low
like this.
If it's a girl,
it's up like this.
Plus, there are
special ways
to ensure that it
will be a boy.
What do you mean,
special ways?
Well,
when we made love...
Yeah?
we used
special positions.
Oh, please.
That's an old wives' tale,
that stuff.
You'll see.
Sometimes I'm not sure
I want this baby.
Oh, Missy,
of course you do.
It's just
such a privilege.
There's hundreds
of women
who spend thousands
of dollars every day
trying to
get pregnant.
It's like our profound
biological right.
It's something men
can never experience.
It has to be
at the right time for you,
but really,
it's a miracle.
And then
when the baby comes,
there's moments
of sheer happiness.
Even if you're alone?
I know it's fashionable,
PC, all that,
to be a strong,
independent single mother,
and, uh,
I'm prepared for that.
I can do that,
but, um, I would
love this baby
to have a mother
and a father.
I would love to
have a family,
and I would love to
marry Samuel.
Um...
all he has to do is ask.
Oh, Missy.
Okey-dokey.
Huh huh huh.
O.K. Tell your mommy
if she loves you,
she'll buy you
the whole Arnie collection!
Thank you,
Arnie.
Who loves you,
girls?
- Arnie.
- Arnie.
Hey, fellas.
How about taking home
a new Arnie doll
for the kiddies?
No, thank you,
buddy.
Mister,
you'd look great
in my "Arnie Loves You"
t-shirt.
They come in
extra-extra-extra large.
No, thank you.
How about a new
"Arnie Loves You" video?
No, thanks. O. K?
I'm not going to
buy your damn video!
But the kids
will love it.
My kids think
your show sucks.
Oh.
But thanks,
anyway.
Hey, no hard feelings,
O. K?
All right. Sorry.
That's O.K.
Huh huh huh.
So long.
Eh, you cheap sh*t.
What did you say?
Huh?
Oh, gee. I didn't say
nothing, mister.
He didn't say
anything, Marty.
Bye-bye.
Arnie loves you.
You penis-head.
I heard that!
Heard what?
I heard what you said!
He's pathetic.
Come on.
There's children around here,
for God's sake!
So long...
you fat-ass p*ssy!
That's it!
No.
Yes!
Uh-oh.
No. No. Arnie.
Come on,
you wiener.
Come on,
you b*tch.
Here's one
for the queen.
Oh!
I'll get him, Sammy.
Hey, cut it out.
Oh, you hit
like a girl,
you flatulent
butt-head.
I'll take both
you wieners on.
You and that
p*ssy boyfriend!
Right, you bastard!
Who's the fat p*ssy
now, buddy?
Tell your sister
to let go of my tail,
you weak-wristed
Nancy boy!
Get off me,
you fat bastard!
I'll shove an "Arnie Loves You"
lunch box up your ass!
Marty!
Samuel!
Oh, you...
Hi, honey.
He is
such a jerk!
We're in trouble.
Run to Mommy.
I'll wipe the floor
with you.
Oh...
Wow! That's, uh...
that's quite a breakfast
you've got there.
Mm-hmm!
Wow, you, uh...
certainly got
your appetite back.
Mmm! Boy...
I don't know
if you noticed...
The first three months
were tough on me.
But now, you know,
my breasts
don't hurt,
no more nausea
or insomnia,
and I feel great!
Oh! Good news.
So, I was thinking,
you know,
I know it's been
two months
since we made love,
but maybe we could
fool around tonight.
Check!
Leave the breakfast.
But I haven't
finished the food!
O.K.
I'll be right back.
Huh? What?
I'll be right back.
Wait here for me.
Right. Right.
Ready when
you are.
Ow!
Ready.
Oh, my God.
Oh, wow.
Ha ha ha!
What is it?
It moved.
Huh? What moved?
The baby. It moved!
Oh.
Oh, right.
Here.
Put your hand here.
It's like bubbles.
I-I-I don't
feel anything.
No, just wait.
Oh. It stopped.
What a shame.
Yeah.
It's an incredible
feeling.
Yeah?
Yeah.
I guess I got plenty
more time to feel it.
Yeah. Yeah.
Ohh...
Honey, do you think
we're hurting the baby?
No. No.
Because
if I can feel it,
then it can feel me.
No, I don't...
I don't think so.
Yeah.
Yes, yes, yes,
it can.
What if the baby
can see?
Um... see what,
my love?
Your penis
coming toward it.
That could scare
the hell out of a baby.
Rebecca, I-I...
What if your penis
caused brain damage?
Are you serious?
I don't know, I just...
don't think
we should make love
until we talk
to the doctor.
Please?
We don't know what
could happen, hon.
O.K.
Fine.
Fine, fine, fine.
But you know what?
I bet
if we wait awhile,
we can feel
the baby move again.
Yeah. Yeah.
Yeah.
That will be
just as much fun.
Uh!
That's my game.
F***! Sh*t! Sh*t!
Aah!
Hey, hey, Sam.
F***!
Ho!
O.K., that's it.
No more tennis
for today.
That's it.
What happened to your
British etiquette?
This John McEnroe thing
is scaring me.
Um, Sam,
what's the matter?
What's the matter?
I'm in the middle
of a nervous breakdown.
You're going
to have a thrombo.
What's the matter?
Why?
O.K.
Rebecca is
pregnant. There.
What?
I am completely
sexually frustrated.
I do not
sleep at night.
I have these
appalling nightmares.
About what?
The latest nightmare
is that the baby is deformed...
It's missing an arm,
or it's got
cauliflower ears
with an eye
on its forehead.
I can't stand it!
I don't know why...
Do you want
the baby?
I don't know
what I want anymore.
Well, what about
an abortion?
We're in the fifth month.
It's too late.
Absolutely.
Sit, sit, sit.
Relax. Let's talk
about this for real.
My God. Jesus.
I mean, you love
Rebecca, right?
Yeah, I adore her.
O.K., O.K.
You got to be
honest with her.
Always let her know
how you're feeling.
You got to
talk to her.
Christine and I
never talked.
We were idiots.
We threw it away.
Look at me. Look
what I've become.
You have a wonderful time
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