Secret Admirer Page #4
- R
- Year:
- 1985
- 90 min
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Did she say,
"I really like it"?
Michael, she loved it, OK?
She loved it. Whoa.
another one. What do you think?
You think I ought to write her
another one?
Jesus.
Please, Toni,
you got to tell me who this is.
All right.
You want to meet him tonight?
- Hello?
- Hi, it's me.
Do you want to meet her tonight?
Tonight?
You mean, "tonight" tonight?
Tonight.
Yeah, sure, OK.
Does she know who I am?
No. That's why
she wants to meet you.
- I'm ready. What time?
-8:
00? McCambridge park?OK, thanks a lot, Toni.
Thank you so much...
...and what do you think
I should wear?
A paper bag over your head.
He's all yours.
Oh, God!
Thank you so much, Toni.
You're really my best friend.
What do you think
I should wear?
Something demure.
Oh, Christian Demure.
I got tons of her stuff.
How are you?
Look, Michael,
I'm waiting for someone, OK?
- So if you don't mind...
- Yeah, well, it's me.
- What's you?
- I'm the one you're waiting for.
Michael,
I'm really not in the mood, OK?
I wrote the letters.
The ones Toni gave you.
I wrote 'em.
You?
Holy sh*t.
Last week when you kissed me...
- Neither did I.
But that letter, George...
I know, I know.
It was so filled with emotion.
- Oh, yes, it was.
- Well, maybe we should-
I don't know. Do you want to?
Maybe we should just...
...have a cup of coffee.
Coffee, that's good.
That's very good.
A cup of coffee,
that's very good.
Here.
Oh. Thank you.
I don't drink coffee.
Neither do I.
- Are you hungry?
- Well, I am, yes.
Oh, thank you, George.
Ryan.
George Ryan.
Lousy scumbag.
Do you believe this?
No, I can't believe it.
Well, I can't stand it.
Oh, God, she's touching him!
I'm gonna kill myself.
They're waitin'
on a burger here.
How did he get
Deborah Anne Fimple?
I don't know, but if Michael
can get a date with her...
who's gonna be next in line.
Yeah, right.
Oh, God.
I mean, I have never read
anything like those letters.
I just fell in love with them.
Your feelings
are so amazingly beautiful.
And to be able to put them...
...and write them down
on paper like that...
I think you're a poet.
What did you mean
when you said...
I'd given you the greatest gift
you'd ever known?
Well...
...naturally, I was referring
You know, the concept of giving.
That's a wonderful concept.
God, Michael.
I just-well, you know.
And this is like...
I mean...
...what if you had never
written those letters?
I would be out with Steve
tonight.
Miguel, compadre, how you doin'?
Do you get the chili burger...
...or does this one belong
to the lovely lady?
That goes to the lady, Rog.
Thank you.
Put it down, Roger.
Debbie, you probably
don't remember me...
...but I was in your biology class
last year.
My name's Roger,
Roger Despard, Jr.
I sat in the back.
You remember me?
Roger,
do you drive a beat-up van?
That's me!
Put this in your big mouth,
Nice goin', G.I. Joe.
People just shouldn't
...about things they know
absolutely nothing about.
- What'd he say?
- It's not important.
He said I boffed
Steve Powers' brains out.
He did?
- Yeah. Toni said he did.
- Toni said he did?
What's wrong?
People just shouldn't
...about things
they don't know anything about.
Michael,
are you taking me to Kough Park?
Great.
I hate you, Michael.
I love you, Michael.
You know, I haven't been
up here since 1965.
Yeah. It hasn't changed much.
No, except now they know
about birth control.
Let's hope so.
Are you ever sorry
you didn't marry Ed?
Everybody thought
you two would get married...
...right after high school.
No. Not after I met Lou.
Lou was it for me.
Yeah. That's pretty much
the same for me and Connie.
I like Connie.
I like her very much.
Yeah, she's great.
She really is. And I like Lou.
I mean,
he's just not your average...
I like Lou.
Lou likes you, too.
I'll kill 'em.
Turn on your lights, a**hole!
What the hell are you doing?
Hey, ass-
- Oh. Hiya, Steve.
- Have you seen Debbie?
- Have you seen Debbie, Lynn?
- No.
Hey, what-hey!
David, come back in here!
Steve! Steve, I have been
looking all over for you.
- Out of my way, Toni.
- What are you doing?
- She's out with another guy.
- Oh, hi, Steve.
I'm gonna find him and I'm gonna
kick the sh*t out of him.
Steve, forget Debbie.
There's lots of other girls
out there...
...who would treat you a lot better
than Debbie does.
- Yeah? Like who?
- Like me.
Can't you, uh...
...can't you feel
my heart pounding?
Yeah. You got
You, uh...
you wanna go somewhere?
Yeah, sure. Why not?
My car's right over there.
Let's go.
You know something, Ton?
All the classes
were over an hour ago.
Oh, I think my husband
just got home.
Thank you very much.
- Lou.
- Connie, we have to talk...
...but first you gotta promise me
you're gonna be strong.
We both have to be strong.
It's about George.
Bastards.
We shouldn't be here.
George, we shouldn't be here.
We're happily married.
You're right.
Please don't stare at me
like that.
I can't help it,
I can't help it.
You're so beautiful.
I've wanted you
...in your drill-team uniform.
George, why didn't you
Because...
Because I was a chickenshit.
- Oh, my God!
- I knew it. What?
- Oh, my God!
- What-I'm sorry.
My daughter is in the next car.
Oh, my God. Oh, God, oh, God.
So is my son.
- George, George.
- What?
We have to get out of here
right now.
- OK, let's go.
- Do you think they saw us?
I don't know.
- Hurry, George.
- Oh, God, oh, God, oh, God!
George, George, George, hurry.
Oh, Lou, I can't believe this.
It's OK, baby. We're gonna
put a stop to this right now.
Sh*t! We missed them.
They were right here
in this spot! Damn it!
You OK, Con?
Oh, Louis,
what are we gonna do?
I don't know, baby. I...
...don't know.
You know, I haven't been
up here since 1965.
Hasn't changed much.
After you.
So...
...this is where you live, huh?
Usually you gotta be a junior
to have a room like this.
Hey, you want a beer?
Oh, no, thanks.
You got some kind
...or do you want me
to wear a rubber?
Steve, is there
I've got something with me.
Yeah, right there.
Yeah, Steve, wear a rubber-
wear it over your face.
Oh, sh*t.
Can you hear me in there, Toni?
I think you better
wait a minute.
Look, Toni, I don't think
this is gonna work.
I mean, I like you, I think
you're a very nice person...
...but, I mean,
it just doesn't feel right.
I mean, I'm in love with Debbie.
And I wish I wasn't, but I am.
I mean, hell,
I got feelings, too.
But I just don't think
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