Prelude to a Kiss Page #4
- PG-13
- Year:
- 1992
- 105 min
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No.
You never say that.
Or " puppy puppy"
or " chop chop."
You don't drink now. Rita used to drink
like a fish. You're not using salt.
- Peter.
- You're a communist or a socialist-
whatever you are-
you don't defend the social order
in Jamaica, or anywhere.
You need
to take a hot bath...
and breathe life in.
The world is a glorious
place to live.
Rita is afraid of life.
I'm gonna insist
that you see someone...
when we get back
to Chicago.
Je hebt erg witte tanden.
- Thanks.
- What did I say?
You said my teeth are white.
You know what you said.
Yes!
My baby.
Thank you.
- What do you say?
- What do you mean?
What's your line?
What do you say?
- You memorized it.
- I'm sorry, Peter.
N o. In Dutch.
Rita, what do you say?
I say, " good night."
No, please.
You're lying.
Hey!
Watch it, pal.
I want you, Rita.
I want you to be you.
I'm sorry I can't be whatever it is
you want me to be.
This is all I am.
Maybe what you saw
wasn't here at all.
They're waiting
for a decision.
Rochelle has another
question about storage.
So, Tay,
if you could, like,
switch souls with somebody-
you know, go inside their body
and they go inside yours-
You know, switch.
Mm-hmm.
Do you think it would be possible
if you didn't know someone,
to impersonate them
by just being inside them...
a d... looking like them?
- Where are they?
- Inside you.
- And you're in them?
- Right.
Why would you want to go inside another
person's body if you didn't know them?
That's conjecture.
I think I know
that, Peter.
But wouldn't you do better
to pick somebody that you knew?
So then you could do,
or be, or have...
the things that they did,
or " beed " or had?
Right.
Are you Rita now?
Is that what you're
telling me?
That you two have...
merged?
All right.
Have you ever-
This is sort of
a bizarre question.
- But have you ever been having sex with somebody...
- No.
and they're doing
everything right-
- more or less-
- Oh, yeah. Sex. I remember.
and you just get the feeling
that something is wrong?
I mean, they pretty much
stop doing...
some of the things
they used to do...
and only do certain things now-
more traditional sorts of things?
Blow jobs, you mean?
No. I'm not talking
about anything specific.
No one likes to do that.
Wel, that happens not to be
strictly the case, but-
No, no.
I'm just telling you.
No woman ever
enjoyed doing that.
It's common knowledge.
You haven't had sex,
but you know all a bout it?
I'm just trying to help.
Thank you.
That night,
everything was
miraculously restored.
Hi. How was work?
- Okay.
- It was?
I'm making you
a surprise.
What?
Guess.
I can't.
Spaetzles?
# Every time we say good-bye #
I'm sure they won't be
as good as Sophie's, but-
What's this?
Dewar's.
You want a Molson?
Sure.
# When you leave
there's such #
# An air of spring #
So I started reading
that, finally.
Cheers.
Cheers.
Oh, I know things were
difficultin Jamaica.
Maybe it's taken me this time
to get used to being married.
But...
I love you, Peter.
# Every time #
# We say #
# Good-bye #
You read her journal,
didn't you?
You figured out how
to fix your hair...
from the pictures
in the albums.
What she drinks.
Where is she?
Please.
Don't be angry.
You can go back
wherever you came from,
and I won't tell
a soul.
You don't even have to
tell me who you are.
Just tell me
where Ritais,
and we'll pretend
this never took place.
Okay.
- Play it your way.
But I'm onto you.
Hey, Pete.
You're back.
How was your honeymoon?
Great, thanks.
- How's Rit?
- Great.
Where is she?
Not feeling
too well, actually.
Let me have a double vodka
on the rocks.
Got your postcard.
Yeah?
Here you go.
It's on the house.
Don't mention it.
Dewar's please.
# I been carryin'
my heavy load #
# Waiting for the light
to come shining through #
# Someone like you #
# Make it all worthwhile #
Is he a regular?
He... looks familiar.
You know him?
# I been doin'
some soul searching #
Have we-
Have we met?
Mind if I sit?
You were at my wedding,
weren't you?
Do I know you?
What's my
stepmother's name?
Uh -
What's the movie I said I was going
to see the night I left for Europe?
The Wild Bunch.
Je hebt erg
witte tanden.
Not anymore.
What's your father's tattoo
say, right here?
" Bruno, "
his first bull dog.
I knew it wasn't you!
I knew it!
Oh, I knew i t!
Oh, my God!
Rita!
Maybe we
shouldn't, uh-
How- How much do I
owe you here, Tom?
No, it's on the house.
- Oh! Okay.
- Okay.
Great.
Great. Uh-
Okay?
I - I'm just gonna walk
the old guy down to the train.
- Uh, o-okay.
- Yeah.
- Good to see you, Tom.
- Uh, you too.
- Tell Rita I hope she feels better.
- I will.
Uh, I will.
Uh, come on.
Let's get out of here.
I missed ya.
- Where did you go?
- Berwyn.
I stayed with his family.
Julius Becker.
He had his wallet
on him.
I didn't know what else to do,
where to go.
I couldn't tell my mom or go to
the cops. Who would believe me, right?
They could've thrown me into
an institution or an old folk's home.
I didn't even
have our keys.
I had to pretend to be him
until you figured it out.
And I knew you would.
I think this is like
one of those dreams...
where you keep telling
yourself, "Just hang on...
" and we're all
gonna wake up.
We'll walkin and she'll be there and
it's gonna be okay, Rita."
I just keep thinking
there's something I'm forgetting.
When he leaned in
to kiss me, something-
I - I gotta slow down.
I'm sorry.
- That's okay.
- I get short of breath.
- Better?
- What was I saying?
You get short
of breath.
No, before that.
I'm not senile.
I know.
I know.
Yeah, I thought maybe it was salmonella
from those horrible chicken wings,
and I was
i magining it all.
So how was
our honeymoon?
Oh, come on.
Does he know you know?
- He?
- She, whatever.
Yes.
He does.
I think maybe you should
wait out in the hallway...
in case he tries to...
bolt.
Thanks.
What's the matter?
Where's Rita?
I'm sorry
about this, Peter.
- Did something happen?
- You knowllike you.
What do you m an,
you're sorry?
Ri a's gone back to Lake Forest
with her mother, Peter.
Why?
I don't think it's a good idea
for you to come to the house or call...
for awhile,
until she calms down.
I went for a walk.
" Calms down "?
We brought both cars
so I could pick up some of her things,
and I'll be out
of your way momentarily.
Wait a minute!
Marshal!
I'm sorry for whatever personal turmoil
you're going through, son.
Turmoil?
What did she tell you?
If you want me to
refer you to someone- Rita says...
that you're suffering
from delusions, Peter.
And I should tell you
that she's talking about...
filing for a divorce.
- Or an annulment. Whichever.
- Oh, now- Okay.
What sort of delusions did she say
I was suffering from?
She says...
that you're convinced
she's someone else.
Uh-huh.
Sure.
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