Not Bionic Woman & The Six Million Dollar Man XXX Page #2
- Year:
- 2011
- 139 min
- 376 Views
you're gonna set it down.
But not too close. Good.
And now, Brian,
I want you to bring the rake.
Okay. Now push it toward her.
Come on.
There you go.
Great. Great.
Everybody, that's teamwork.
Okay? Everybody did their part.
See what I mean about
keeping your distance?
I guess next time
we need to use Rubbermaid.
I'll clean it up. Alright.
If she gets hungry enough, she'll eat.
Okay, look, here,
huddle up. Here.
This is our project
and it's a secret one.
Now, I shouldn't
have to remind you
to keep your mouths zipped,
but I'm doing it anyway.
We're all gonna have to share
in chores with this one.
It's the same as
taking care of the dogs.
Someone's gonna have to
clean up after her and so on.
Your mother and I
will take care of anything...
overly complicated. Right, hon?
Yes.
Okay, then. Well, dinner time.
She may not be hungry,
but I am.
Okay. We'll work out
the details later, okay?
Let's go eat.
Is everybody okay with that?
Everybody okay? Yeah?
Okay. Let's go.
Some salt?
Are you in there?
Well, when I'm sad
I listen to my radio.
Wanna hear?
How are things at school, kiddo?
Fine, dad.
You're a good girl, Peg.
And I know it's hard
sometimes being your age,
but you've got to remember
to look at things on the bright side.
You're gonna get
your license soon, right?
Your grades are good, aren't they?
Yeah.
And you're gonna go to college.
Think about that.
Okay, dad.
I love you, kiddo.
I love you too, dad.
Honey?
That woman.
Do you really think
Let's go to bed, babe.
Toby, how are you?
- Good morning. Perfect.
Good morning, Mr. Cleek.
Morning, Dorothy.
So, how did it go with Mrs. Oldenberg?
Is she satisfied with the papers?
Signed them right away.
- Fine, that's fine.
You have lunch with Deanna
at noon, court at two,
then a three-thirty
with the oil company reps.
I just have to print out this last one.
Okay, fine. Well, look,
when you're done with that,
just bring 'em on in here,
along with another...
cup of mud and
we'll get into it, okay?
Thank you, Dorothy.
Okay. First some stretching,
then eight laps, ladies.
Tracy, pick up the stretcher.
Not feeling well again today, Peg?
There's something going on with her.
This last month or so
she's really changed.
They do at that age.
Yeah, but you know how
they're all dressing these days,
with the short skirts
and the skimpy blouses?
Hadn't noticed it.
Point is, that's how she
used to be too, you know?
She's a very pretty girl.
She ought to be...
- Flaunting it?
Yeah. Dammit. Flaunting it.
Did you flaunt it?
I'd have made you pop
your f***ing zipper, Mr. Wolf.
Hey, Belle.
Hi, Darlin'.
How are you two doing today?
We're fine. You?
Good. Yeah, we measured
Bonnie again this morning,
and she has grown
half an inch already.
Can you believe it? God!
So, do you wanna barbecue
again some time soon?
I don't see why not.
The weather's been
perfect for it, hasn't it?
Yeah. So, your place this time?
The place is just a darn mess.
Yeah, well, with all the little ones around,
how can it ever not be, right?
Yeah.
Hey, I gotta run.
See you soon, Vic.
Okay. Listen, maybe I'll pop in
for a coffee sometime.
Surprise you.
would you please
send this to Deanna Plujack,
and then we'll send
the initial check.
Okay.
- Will do.
Mr. Cleek,
may I say something?
Of course, yeah.
It's none of my business, really,
but in this economy,
are you sure
you're not overextending?
Have you ever known me to
let things get out of hand, Dorothy?
No.
That is a wonderful perfume.
That's new, isn't it?
You like it?
- I do.
I like it very much.
That's very nice. Yeah.
Oh, no!
- Oh!
What did you do to your yourself?
Oh, I got too close
and she just...
Hey! Give me some.
That's not a very nice way to ask.
Please, Momma? I love you.
At the table.
What kind of cookie do you want?
I want a little man.
This one?
No.
- Oh.
This one?
No.
Yes.
would eat a little man?
I don't know. I don't know
if she's ever had cookies before.
So why is she here?
Papa's helping her.
You heard him.
Can I have another one?
Brian!
What do you think you're doing?
Just wanted to see if she was okay.
That what you want me
to tell your father?
Want a little man?
Hey! Your supposed
to eat the head first!
Not me. I chop 'em.
Thanks, sis.
Well, hell, Deanna,
I hated to have to write a check,
it cost me a good neighbor,
but if somebody had to,
thought I could be of service.
Sure.
Sure. No, think nothing of it.
Yeah.
No, Belle and I'd be happy
to help you with one of those bottles,
but we can't tonight. No.
We have a family thing tonight.
Okay.
Another time, right?
Alright. Good girl.
Okay, I'll be talkin' to you, Deanna.
Okay. Bye-bye.
Dad?
Could you not?
I made a...
- It's Brian's turn.
Bri?
- On it, dad.
Grab the poop shovel
while you're at it.
Shut up!
You want the goddamn hose?
Hey, girl.
Why don't you come out and eat?
You b*tch!
Peggy, can I talk to you for a sec?
I don't want to be late for next period.
I'll write you a note.
Have a seat for a sec.
You alright?
Yeah. Why?
Nausea. Baggy clothes.
you've been sitting out
of gym for weeks now.
Hey, I'm not stupid, Peggy.
Why don't you just
mind your own business?
You are my business.
I'm gonna eat you!
Where have you been?
Playing with the dogs a little.
You?
Yeah.
I do that sometimes.
So, are we ready, Belle?
Yeah.
Okay then. Grab the buckets.
So how we doin' today?
I hate to do this to you.
But with you I'm not
taking any more chances.
I've never seen or smelled
anything that nasty before.
Well, your mother and I
but first you're gonna
clean up her mess.
Me?
- Grab the scoop shovel.
Get a rag.
I guess we're gonna have to keep
doing this until we can get her,
you know...
Potty trained?
- Exactly.
Get.
But I can help.
Shut the door.
Let's go.
Get a bucket.
Thank you.
Maybe we should let
that cool off a bit before...
Belle, we both know
the only way to get something clean
is with good hot water.
Otherwise, we're just
shuffling germs around
if we use cold
or, hell, even luke warm.
Good.
See? Good. Look. There.
Belle, I'm gonna need
that other bucket.
Get the bucket.
Don't look at me
like you're jealous.
This has to be done, Belle.
Would you bring
the other bucket, please?
Chris?
Look.
Good eye, Belle.
I think I've got...
Yeah. I've got everything
I need down here to fix that.
Oh.
That's a good start. Thanks.
Okay.
I'm gonna need you to get Brian.
Tell him to go to the wood shed
and I want him to get a log.
Tell him to cut it to six feet.
We can't clean her down here,
we're gonna have to take her outside.
Translation
Translate and read this script in other languages:
Select another language:
- - Select -
- 简体中文 (Chinese - Simplified)
- 繁體中文 (Chinese - Traditional)
- Español (Spanish)
- Esperanto (Esperanto)
- 日本語 (Japanese)
- Português (Portuguese)
- Deutsch (German)
- العربية (Arabic)
- Français (French)
- Русский (Russian)
- ಕನ್ನಡ (Kannada)
- 한국어 (Korean)
- עברית (Hebrew)
- Gaeilge (Irish)
- Українська (Ukrainian)
- اردو (Urdu)
- Magyar (Hungarian)
- मानक हिन्दी (Hindi)
- Indonesia (Indonesian)
- Italiano (Italian)
- தமிழ் (Tamil)
- Türkçe (Turkish)
- తెలుగు (Telugu)
- ภาษาไทย (Thai)
- Tiếng Việt (Vietnamese)
- Čeština (Czech)
- Polski (Polish)
- Bahasa Indonesia (Indonesian)
- Românește (Romanian)
- Nederlands (Dutch)
- Ελληνικά (Greek)
- Latinum (Latin)
- Svenska (Swedish)
- Dansk (Danish)
- Suomi (Finnish)
- فارسی (Persian)
- ייִדיש (Yiddish)
- հայերեն (Armenian)
- Norsk (Norwegian)
- English (English)
Citation
Use the citation below to add this screenplay to your bibliography:
Style:MLAChicagoAPA
"Not Bionic Woman & The Six Million Dollar Man XXX" Scripts.com. STANDS4 LLC, 2024. Web. 21 Nov. 2024. <https://www.scripts.com/script/not_bionic_woman_%2526_the_six_million_dollar_man_xxx_23626>.
Discuss this script with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In