Scent of a Woman Page #4
- R
- Year:
- 1992
- 156 min
- 21,945 Views
- [ Clanking ]
- Oh !
I'm home again.
Give me an inventory
on this, will you ?
All right,
where am l, in Asia ?
He told me the phone was on
the other side of the room, didn't he ?
By the windows ?
It's right here.
Okay.
We're in business.
Get me the Oak Room.
How's that inventory
comin' ?
Uh, there's Jim Beam
and Early Times.
Quartermaster's on the take again.
Hello.
This is
Lt. Col. Frank Slade.
I used to be a regular. I used
to come in with a General Garbisch.
Yes, that's probably because
he's at Arlington six feet under.
Listen up. I want a table for two, and
I don't mean Siberia, 8:15.
Clear them little
bottles off.
And when I get off the phone,
call up Hyman.
Tell him I want it
wall to wall with John Daniels.
Uh, don't you mean,
uh, Jack Daniels ?
He may be Jack to you, son. But when
you've known him as long as I have --
That's a joke.
Hello !
This is Lt. Col. Frank Slade.
I would like a limo, 8:00.
What are you drinkin' ?
Uh, nothing, thanks.
I don't use it.
What's useful about it ?
I don't know. Listen, Colonel,
I have to get going.
Where you goin' ?
Back to school. I've got some real
important stuff I have to take care of.
Very well.
But I never let my aides leave
on an empty stomach.
You'll dine with me and then my driver
will transport you...
to the airport for the Boston Shuttle
departing at 2200 hours.
Meanwhile,
unpack my bag.
I'm gonna christen
the latrine.
[ Frank ] What's your name,
driver ?
- Manny, sir.
- Manny.
The bellhops at the Waldorf, are they
any good at getting escorts ?
- I wouldn't know, sir.
- What would you know ?
- About what ?
- About you-know-what ?
Maybe I could
manage something.
[ Frank ] I'm talkin'
top of the line, now.
Let me think
about this, sir.
What's the matter
with you ?
- With me ?
- Yeah. Car feels heavy. You know why ?
You got the f***in' weight of the world
on your shoulders.
[ Sigh ]
I got a little problem
at school, that's all.
- Spit it out !
- It's not a big deal, all right ?
Where we going,
the Oak Room or somethin' ?
If it's not a big deal, why did you say
"real important stuff" ?
What are you doin', banging
the dean's daughter ? Hah !
- I'm just in a little trouble.
- What kind of trouble ?
I saw some guys
doing something.
To tell or not to tell,
or it's your ass.
Hmm ?
- How'd you know that ?
- I'm a wizard.
Give me the details,
come on.
[ Sigh ]
There's this guy
He's this real rich kid.
He like...
runs the show.
Who else ?
There's another guy, George,
but George didn't do anything.
George and I saw Harry and his buddies
doin' somethin'.
Now, the folks at Baird,
they know you and George can
Yeah, they think we can.
- George is a friend of yours.
- He's not a friend, but he's all right.
- You trust him ?
- Yeah, I guess so.
- He's on scholarship too ?
- No, why ?
We got George, we got Harry,
we got trouble.
They're rich, you're poor.
You wanna get rich.
You wanna graduate Baird,
become a rich big shot like them.
- Am I right ?
- No. It's not that way at all.
Okay, Charlie !
Here we are, gentlemen:
the Oak Room.
The Oak Room !
Bring us a menu and double Jack Daniels
on the rocks.
Charlie, sit down here.
Uh, perhaps you'll feel more
comfortable in this, sir.
[ Wolf Whistle ]
You look great !
Thank you.
Here we are, Charlie:
the Oak Room.
Now, read me
the bill of fare.
Uh, let's see.
You got the Oak Room Burger
and fries for $24.
Where's the booze ?
Flowin' like mud around here.
A $24 hamburger ?
W-What's the story ?
What story ?
- Are you a rich miser or something ?
- Hah !
No, I'm just your average
blind man.
Your average blind man.
How do you plan on
paying for all this stuff ?
Crisp, clean dollars...
American.
I saved up my
disability checks.
How much did you save ?
I mean, we flew first class,
we're at the Waldorf-Astoria,
a $24 hamburger restaurant.
- All part of a plan, Charlie.
- You want to let me in on it ?
Why should I ? You're not interested.
You don't give a sh*t !
You're leavin' on that
last shuttle out of La Guardia.
Hmm ? Ooh !
You got 15 minutes, son. I don't think
you're gonna make it,
unless the Oak Room keeps some
complimentary helicopter on the roof.
No, sir. No !
You're here till tomorrow.
You said the last shuttle
leaves at 2200 hours.
That's 10:
00, right ?Last I heard, yeah.
It's only 8:
30.I lied. Leaves at 9:00.
- It leaves at 9:00 ?
- Calm down. Calm down.
Ahh ! The truth is, Charlie,
- I need a guide dog
to help me execute my plan.
- What plan ?
You have a right to know.
It's not really a plan, Charlie.
It's sort of a --
more like a tour,
a little tour of pleasures:
stay in a first-class hotel,
eat an agreeable meal,
drink a nice glass of wine,
see my big brother.
Nothing like family,
you know.
And then, make love
to a terrific woman.
After that...
Yeah ?
I'm gonna lie down on my big,
beautiful bed at the Waldorf...
and blow my brains out.
- May I tell you our specials ?
- You may, sir.
Tonight we have charred venison with
buckwheat spaetzle and green peppercorn.
Grilled veal, tomato tapenade,
and roasted eggplants.
Get me a napkin.
My mouth's watering.
If you like our souffle for dessert,
it would be good to order it now.
Yes, on the souffle. Give us
a half a minute on the rest.
Very good, sir.
- I'm leaning towards the spaetzle.
Give 'em to me.
You should
try these rolls.
when I was at Fort Huachuca.
- Bread's no good west of the Colorado.
- Water's too alkaline.
- Colonel Slade, did you say --
Did I hear you right ?
Y-You said you're gonna
kill yourself ?
No, I said I was gonna
blow my brains out.
Try one of these rolls, Charlie.
I buttered it for ya.
I don't want a roll,
all right ?
Okay. Have a radish !
Hah !
Hello ! Bring me a double
Jack Daniels on the rocks.
Yes, sir.
Right away.
[ Clearing Throat,
Mouthing Words ]
Please, don't do that.
Don't do that.
Hmm.
[ Sniffing ]
What a marvelous place !
Okay.
Yeah.
Your billet is here.
You'll find bedding
in the closet on the shelf.
In the morning, the area will be
returned to sitting-room mode...
no later than
What was that ?
Nothing.
Next time...
snap it out !
Thumb to palm, index finger
through little digit, smartly aligned,
sharp to the hairline,
down !
Too many men,
far better than you,
have executed
that courtesy.
And if you're smart,
you won't try it again.
This bat has got sharper radar
than the Nautilus.
Don't f*** with me,
Charlie.
See you get
a good night's sleep, son.
[ Groaning ]
[ Frank ]
?So, whatever
you gotta do ?
?You got a lovely day
to do it in that's true ?
Good morning, Charlie.
- [ Sigh ] Good morning.
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