Overboard Page #8
- PG
- Year:
- 1987
- 106 min
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Annie, uh... That's my underwear.
- What?
- I don't mean I wear it or anything.
- It belongs to a girlfriend.
- What about Gertie?
I strayed. See, I got lucky
with this phone-sex girl one night.
I found one that accepted
personal cheques and...
You see, I don't have a back seat
in my truck so I... I used yours.
Dean doesn't want you to tell Gert,
so he's covering for me.
- What are you talking about?
- I confessed. The jig is up.
The jig is up!
I'm finally trying to tell her the truth.
I just did. See, I didn't get the reputation
for being Bad Billy Pratt by accident.
Annie, I'm sorry.
I got horny.
- Do you hate me?
- Oh, no, I don't hate you.
- I'm glad you're bad, Billy Pratt.
- Biggest load of bullshit I've seen.
Honey, honey. Phone-for-sex girls
don't come to your truck, honey. They...
No, stop trying to cover for him, sweetie.
Let's just forget it.
Pretty expensive panties.
You can have these back.
That girl must have more than one phone.
Pretty good, huh?
You did this to protect your ass
because you faked my pictures?
No, I did it to protect your ass, OK?
You belong with her.
Oh, cute.
Mom! Help, he has my hand.
Why do you stick your hands
in people's mouths, anyway?
Let's go. Let's go to another one.
I have been calling all over Elk Cove.
No, no. Don't worry. No, no.
I will try Portland for a limousine.
I really don't have anything
to say except that, uh...
there would be no Wonders of the World
miniature golf course if it wasn't for
the imagination
and the creativity of one woman.
That's my Annie.
Annie, you wanna come up here?
I love you, Annie.
I want you to be with me always.
Everybody, play ball!
Let's go clean up.
- Hey, Dad! Whose car is that?
- Maybe it's a rich relative.
- Sure, it's Daddy Warbucks!
- Maybe we won the lottery.
Hi, Grant!
I just have to put these in some water.
Grant? Is that you?
Yes.
Yes, you're Grant Stayton III.
I remember!
I remember. I'm Joanna Stayton.
Ooh! Dean, I'm cured.
I can remember again.
Oh, God!
You can't imagine how terrible it is
not to know who you are.
The doctor said that my mind would
come back suddenly and he was right.
I saw you, I walked past you into the
house and poof! My memory came back.
Ask me anything.
Ask me about my childhood in New York.
Uh, about my mom. Her name is Edith.
About my money. Money!
I have money! I have lots of money!
I even have some in Switzerland!
- Switzerland?
- See how I know me?
Oh, God, this is
the happiest day of my life!
Oh, thank you.
Thank you for bringing me here
and making me a wife and a mother and...
Why did you do that?
Why...?
I know why.
You're that sweaty carpenter
who hates me.
And these are your children,
and you made me
believe that...
Oh, God...
You tricked me.
You used me.
Say something.
- Annie, it just started out...
- My name is not Annie.
And I don't belong with you.
And I don't belong with them.
I have to... get my things.
Don't get any ideas. I brought Olaf.
Olaf!
I think we can take Olaf.
I won't have...
There's nothing inside that's mine.
Joanna, for whatever it's worth,
thank you.
Come on, dear.
We'll get you out of these clothes.
- Mom, wait!
- Mom!
- Mom!
- Mom, come back!
- You said moms don't leave!
- Get!
We should have told her, Dad.
She just would have left sooner.
Come on.
Welcome back, Mrs Stayton.
Dr Korman, will she ever again
be the debutante I raised?
- Will she be one of us?
- Joanna wants to rediscover her old self.
Her memory's almost
completely restored.
She even recalled the session
where I wrote this.
D I love you madly
though you treat me badly...
Dr Korman! Please!
We need analysis, not "Moon River"!
I want my wife back.
Joanna knows who she is.
And she's trying to behave that way.
Happy?
Good evening, madam.
- Ah, my darling Joanna.
- You look radiant, Jo-Jo.
Oh, please don't call me that.
I feel like a Pomeranian.
It was diddums you hated.
Mother, why does Dr Korman have to be
here? I feel self-conscious enough as it is.
Oh, sweetie. Just indulge Mommy, hm?
Come along, now. Sit, sit, sit.
Andrew, I'm sitting.
Now, Mrs Mintz.
Dr Korman knows you so well, dear,
and he only wants to help.
- Champagne, madam.
- Ah, thank you, Andrew.
- Andrew, I'd love a beer.
- A beer?
- It's wrong, isn't it?
- Nothing is ever wrong.
Actually, I really don't see the harm
in accommodating her wishes, Andrew.
- Cigarette, darling?
- I don't smoke, Mother. Do I?
Of course you smoke.
You've always smoked.
- I smoke.
- Why don't we all smoke?
Why do I have to smoke? I've never
smoked. I get sick when I smoke.
Why does everyone try to make me
do what I don't want to do?
Grant, we are not interested
in your therapy.
I had my nervous breakdown and
I didn't have therapy. I never had therapy!
- Mother, would you like some?
- I'd love some.
Put that down! Good God, Joanna!
We have servants for that.
Now, really, this is going too far.
Joanna, what motivated you
to rise and go get the serving tray?
Well, I thought you might be hungry.
- That's excellent.
- What's excellent about it?
- I was hungry.
- Your beer, madam.
Who cares that you were hungry!
She became a waitress!
- My daughter's a waitress?!
- Hold it.
Mm!
Good stuff.
I'll stay an extra few days, yes.
- They won't come in.
- Sh*t.
Spaghettio Surprise.
- What's goin' on?
- We're gettin' Mom back.
- We miss her.
- Yeah, she cuts the crusts off the bread.
She doesn't take any of my sh*t either.
I need discipline.
We got $3.04.
We're gonna rent a fishing boat
and get her back.
No fishing boat's gonna catch a yacht,
especially at that price.
- Maybe she'll decide to come back.
- Dumbo, she's on her way to New York!
- This is a job for Dr Death.
- Yeah, Dr Death could do it!
We gotta do somethin'. Right, Dad?
Wrong!
Now, she's gone, guys.
She hates me!
She's got her rich husband back...
and her rich life and that's the end of it.
I love the sound of the ocean.
Hallo-ooo!
Tofutti.
Ah, Tofutti, where are you
when I need you?
Tofutti Klein-ein-ein-ein...
All together. And!
Lick, shake, lick.
Drink!
Suck!
- You sucked first!
- No, I didn't! I did it right!
- Danger watch! Gotta go! Let's go!
- Oh, yes.
Croissants in the morning!
- Dinner was wonderful.
You best not lose these again, madam.
- Again?
- With my apologies, madam.
"Andrew! I seem to have lost
my ruby earrings somewhere between...
...64th... and 68th Streets. "
"Find them!"
I've behaved so badly. I don't know
how you put up with me for so long.
You've done so many
wonderful things for me
and I've never even once said thank you.
I'm sorry.
Apology accepted, ma'am.
Everyone thinks I'm crazy.
Do you think they're right?
Oh, no, madam. Oh, no.
Most of us... go through life
with blinders on, madam,
knowing only that one little station
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