Nothing to Lose
- R
- Year:
- 1997
- 98 min
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Where do I start?
It's not you.
Well, actually, it is you.
Look, I'm just not...
I'm not attracted
to you any more.
I need space.
You kinda...
You kinda gross me out.
In the beginning, it was different.
In the beginning, you were better.
But then I got to know you
real well, and...
l... I came to realize...
that you're a fat idiot.
- I got ya. I got ya. I got ya. I got ya.
- Okay. Okay.
- Okay, okay, okay. Let me try it.
- You gotta be straight.
- Okay.
- Straight face.
- Okay, okay.
- All right.
- I want a divorce.
- Why?
It's a physical thing.
- Physical?
- I've been experimenting
with other men lately.
A lot of other men
and women.
I don't know. I mean, Antonio can do
this thing with his tongue...
and William's stamina
is amazing.
And as far as hands go,
well, your father's hands are...
You are no match.
I have no equal.
Get down here.
If the shoe fits
I want you to wear it
and wear it good
Sulkin'about them times
when I was by myself
I was always lookin'
for somebody else
But as time went on
I had a talk with my mind
Friends like you and you
I gotta leave behind
And I'm sayin'call me a fool
'Cause you only rub it in
- And I'll never see you if I had known
- I'll never see them again
'Cause, well I know the difference
Just stay in my own business
And I'll never, ever
depend on you
Friends and enemies
around me every day
I can't believe
the things they say
Takin'me for granted
Give me no credit at all
I'll just keep bouncin'
like a bouncin'ball
I don't wanna step
on nobody's foot but
You call me a fool
but you only rub it in
And I'll never see you
if I had known
I'll never see that again
'Cause, well I know the difference
Just stay in my own business
And I'll never, ever
depend on you
B-B-B-Brickman's!
B-B-Brickman's Powerboats!
Get it?
Brickman's sells powerboats.
We make the company mascot
a powerboat. What do you think?
- I like it. Good work, Alan.
- Yes!
- Zachary, you're up.
- All right. I just wanna show you...
- Ladies and gentlemen, Zachary!
- Yes, sir. No...
I haven't taken these to the focus group
yet. I'm still working on that part.
But I just wanted to let you know
these are just preliminary sketches.
Zach.
Ladies and gentlemen, introducing
the new mascot for Hidy Ho Cookies...
Zippy!
What... What is it?
- Zippy.
- What is Zippy?
- He's a cookie man.
- He's a cookie man?
What is that, uh,
on the ground behind him?
Oh, that's a trail of chocolate chips.
See, wherever Zippy goes...
he leaves this magical trail of
chocolate for all the boys and girls...
Magical? This... This looks like poop.
It looks like piles of poop.
- It looks like Zippy's walking around,
Ju... just crapping all over the place.
- Stop.
- It looks like...
- No, no. Those are chocolate chips.
- Emma, what do you think it looks like?
- Excrement.
Zach, let's just say
you're about to take a big bite
of a juicy chocolate chip cookie?
What's the last image you want
floating through your head?
- Excrement?
- Excrement. Right.
Listen, I wanna go out on a limb here.
I'm gonna say maybe we should avoid...
all bowel-related items
with this particular product.
- Just a hunch, you know?
- I'll work up something different.
- All right. Thanks.
- Nick Beam's offce.
- Oh, hi, Ann.
- Ooh, aah...
- It's your wife.
Everybody out.
Big business deal.
- Hello.
- Now we're still on for tonight.
You stood me up twice, you know?
It's a done deal. New York
Philharmonic. Last night in town.
I'll be escorting
the sexiest woman in the world.
- What about me?
- We'll bring ya.
Oh, guess what? My sister left
a message on the machine.
And she's coming in
with her fance next Friday.
- No. Oh, wow.
- Yeah!
I fnally get to meet the
mysterious queen of the Peace Corps.
Yes, you do.
Hey, can you pick 'em up?
Yeah, sure. When is it?
A week from today.
I think it'll be around 10.30.
I'm not sure. I'll have to check.
P.B. Wants
to see you A.S.A.P.
Sorry, honey, I gotta go. There's
an onslaught of initials coming at me.
- Okay. Tell him hello.
- I will.
- I hate you.
- Me too. Bye.
- Philip.
- Nick.
Oh, oh!
Bungee jumping. Sunday.
Nick!
- No thanks, Phillip.
- P.B.
No thanks, P.B.
- Nick?
- P.B.?
Okay, okay.
Okay, forget it.
- This guy is new.
- Yeah. What do you think?
Niroog, the fertility god.
Boy, I like looking at this.
Handmade in the Paleolithic period.
Had to sacrifce my Ides of March
gold aureus in trade.
Pity. But, uh,
I think worth it.
So, which one of you
wanted to see me?
- Charles McGinty is coming in at 5:00.
- The Charles McGinty?
- "McGinty Crackers" Charles McGinty?
- The very same.
- Fantastic.
Anyway, I was supposed to have
dinner with McGinty tonight.
I'd love for you to stand in for me.
Oh, no, uh, s... Phillip,
l-I promised Ann l-I would...
Nick. Oh, Nick.
You gotta help me out here.
I don't get this lucky
every day.
- Look, if this is about a woman...
- You're a pal. I gotta go.
- It just needs to be...
- Guess who just called?
- Ann's divorce lawyer?
- McGinty's secretary. He's rescheduling.
- All right! Yes!
- Want me to get Ann on the line?
No, I'm gonna try to beat her home.
I wanna surprise her.
This is great, huh?
- The wife again?
- No, actually I just met this
incredible brunette on the elevator.
Well, I'm jealous. What would I
have to do to get flowers all the time?
- You don't get flowers all the time?
- Nope.
That's a crime.
Grab it! Grab it!
That's right. That's right.
Phillip.
Hey, a**hole,
get outta the road!
Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump,
jump, jump, jump, jump, jump
I say fight, You're outta the corner
a day late, a dollar short
Friday mornings
most people don't get
You change your life from left to right
You get your wit tracks tight
Must be testing the master
The under hood
the underworld's under man
Never mind being understood
Long as we understand
You can't twist transistor
mixing friends
Soldiers over here don't snitch
They b*tch and bit
All hours while
the crowds peepin'in
Welcome to hell, b*tch.
Car, keys, wallet. Now!
D'you hear what I said?
Okay. Now you listen,
and you listen good.
This is a gun. Okay? Don't be
f***in' around with no gun, white boy.
Helen Keller,
I'm talkin' to you.
I know you hear
what the f*** I'm sayin' to you.
Boy, did you pick
the wrong guy on the wrong day.
Oh!
Oh, sh*t.
Oh, you're trying to lock me...
U-U-Unlock the door.
Stop, motherf***er!
Stop the car! Stop the car!
You're driving on the sidewalk,
man! People got to walk there!
Pull over, man!
White boy, I said pull over!
Yo, man, there's a truck.
I said, yo, man,
there's a truck.
Yo, man, there's a truck
right there. Stop!
What about my wallet?
You wanted to rob me, didn't you?
Yes. I distinctly remember
you wanting to rob me.
Here's my wallet.
You want it?
Here it is. Here. Here.
Right out there.
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