Romy and Michele's High School Reunion Page #8
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- 1997
- 92 min
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If you f*** with me|in any way, I will rip...
each and every appendage from your body,|starting with your dick, capisce?
Look, I j-just|w- wanted to talk.
Okay.
What the hell.
What is your name?
- Clarence.|- I like your hat, Clarence.
- Thank you.|- Pick up the pace.
You wait here.|I'll prep my chopper.
- Okay.|- All right.
Oh, my God, somebody's|puking in the bushes.
Eeewww!
Hey, how you guys doin'?
Billy?
- Chubbo?|- The name is Romy.
Romy and Michele.
So, weren't you guys, like,|totally in love with me in high school?
She was.
You wanna get a room?
But you're married.
- To Christie.|- Yeah, but you've got children...
and you're a successful|real estate developer.
I do drywall for her old man's|construction company.
And-And you know this new kid?|Don't even know if he's mine.
So-
How about that room?
Okay.
Why don't you go|and get that room?
Go and wash your face|and take off all your clothes...
and I'll be up there|in five minutes.
All right!
Your fantasy|is gonna come true...
tonight.
- See you later.|- Ugh- Okay.
- God.|- Now he's gonna see what it feels like to wait.
- That's such a good one.|- Ladies.
- God, can you believe we're going home in a helicopter?|- I know. It's so cool.
I just wish everybody inside the reunion|would come out and see us lift off.
Ohh!
Thank you.
Oh.
Oh, my God! I'm so glad you didn't|bring your big notebook with you.
Michele.
Ooh, baby, do you know|what that's worth
Ooh, heaven is|a place on earth
They say in heaven|love comes first
We'll make heaven|a place on earth
Ooh, heaven is|a place on earth
Billy. Billy!
Billy, where are you?
Billy. Damn it.|Damn it!
Oh, my God.|Is that Heather?
Go for it, Heather!
Ooh, baby, do you know|what that's worth
Ooh, heaven is|a place on earth
They say in heaven|love comes first
Thanks for stopping by.
Yeah. Enjoy your fashions.
Have a Romy and Michele day.
- That was a good one.|- Thanks.
I cannot believe|how busy we've been.
I know. Hey, maybe we can|pay back Sandy this week.
Um, I think we're about, like,|two years away from that.
Oh. Okay.
Heather, um, has anyone ever told you|that smoking can kill you?
No. No one. Thank you.
Okay, but if you burn it,|you bought it.
Like I give a sh*t.|I look like an a**hole.
What? Nuh-uh.|You look totally cute.
This dress exacerbates the genetic|betrayal that is my legacy.
Okay, I don't even know what you're|talking about because of those words...
but come here.
- Ow!|- God, that has been bugging me.
- Stay away from my bikini area.|- Um, okay.
- I'm in a rush. Ring it up if you must.|- Okay.
Let me have the tag, please.
Thank you.
You really do look cute.
- You know what?|- Huh?
Despite that surly demeanour, I think|we've just given her a big gift.
Okay, I mean,|to give someone...
like Heather Mooney the chance|to express herself through fashion-
We could've really|changed her life.
Yeah. For me though,|it's like...
I've given birth to|my own baby girl, you know?
Only she's, like,|a big giant girl...
who smokes|and says "sh*t" a lot.
- You know?|- Yeah.
- Yeah. Let's fold scarves!|- Okay.
- You know what, Michele?|- Huh?
I think you are, like,|the funnest person I know.
Me too.|With you.
See the people|walkin' down the street
Fall in line|Just watchin' all the feet
They don't know|where everyone can go
But they're walkin'|in time
They got the beat|They got the beat
They got the beat|Yeah, they got the beat
All the kids|just gettin' out of school
They can't wait|to hang out and be cool
Hang around|till quarter after twelve
That's when|they fall in line
They got the beat|They got the beat
Kids got the beat|Yeah, kids got the beat
Go Go music|really makes us dance
In the crowd|it puts us in a trance
We want to|So just give us a chance
That's when|we fall in line
'Cause we got the beat|We got the beat
We got the beat|Yeah, we got it
We got the beat
- We got the beat|- Everybody get out your feet
- We got the beat|- We know you can dance to the beat
- We got the beat|- Jump back, kick 'round
- We got the beat|- 'Round and 'round and 'round
- Whoo!|- We got the beat
- We got the beat|- We got the beat
- We got the beat|- We got the beat
- We got the beat, We got the beat|- We got the beat
- We got the beat|- We got the beat
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