Seems Like Old Times Page #5
- PG
- Year:
- 1980
- 102 min
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It's all just a game
to you, isn't it?
I bet you banged up your leg on purpose,
just to make it more interesting.
You know, Glenda,
there was a time,
when you had a pretty
good sense of humor.
I remember.
It's the day I married you.
Uh-oh.
You haven't changed
in all these years, Nick.
Nothing ever fazes you. You're still a boy.
When will you ever grow up?
I am trying, Glenda. I grew a
mustache, but it fell off.
Ah. Why don't we
Just lend me a cup and some pencils
and I'll make it on my own.
Watch out. They'll see you.
- Old instinct never dies.
Does it?
- Right. Only Ira's the loved one.
And there must be a way to deal with this
without hurting him anymore than I have?
Oh, he'll be all right.
Listen, we used to go at it
pretty good ourselves.
Aside from a divorce,
didn't harm us much.
AURORA:
Mrs. Parks!- Don't snap at me.
I'm sorry. I have a headache
through my entire body.
What is it?
Okay. Your office called.
Conchita and Rosita have been pushed
back in the court to 10:30 a.m.
because, at 9:
30 you got to be with theboys, who took a swing at the policeman.
- The ones who busted up
the welfare office.
Robert and Thomas? When did they
take a swing at a policeman?
Last night, when they
caught them in the stolen car.
What stolen car?
- Mr. Parks' stolen car.
Yeah. He's inside now,
calling for the taxi.
that from a police officer.
Oh, why did I wake up today?
Oh, all right. Just tell them that
Tell them I'll be right there.
Did you want me
to make you breakfast?
Who cares about breakfast
at a time like this?
- Eggs.
- Eggs.
- NICK:
Bacon, waffles, toast.- Bacon, waffles, toast.
Coffee.
- Coffee. More eggs.
- More eggs.
- Thank you.
- Thank you.
Now, you see what you've done?
Who, me?
If I wasn't wasting my time
on you last night,
I could have kept my eyes
on those boys.
They're not criminals. They would
have brought the car back.
I'm sure they just went to pick
up their cousin at the hospital.
Well, I'm gonna be
running along.
I can see you have your hands full
with the rest of the underworld.
Nick
Nick, please give yourself up.
For your sake, for Ira's sake
and for mine, please.
You know, your picture's painted
on the wall of a Mexican prison.
I described your face to
an artist who was in my cell.
A lot of those guys wanted to rent it out
for the weekend, but I wouldn't let them.
AURORA:
Mrs. Parks!This couldn't possibly
be good. Stay there.
- The doggies ran away again.
Naturally.
- Nothing, I'll get
six new ones, tonight.
Oh, no.
- I'm getting out.
Now
Ah. Who's gonna notice
a limping bank robber
with his picture
in the newspapers?
You can forget the breakfast.
Where are you gonna go?
No, don't tell me.
My only chance is to find those two
guys in Big Sur and bring them in.
I just want to say that
Um, last night
seemed like old times.
You know what I mean?
Bye.
Where's my horse? I'm
supposed to jump on a horse.
All right. Wait here. I'll get
you some money and the food.
And that's positively the last
thing I'm gonna do for you.
You understand?
Do you ever call my name out
when you're making love?
Bet Ira grinds his teeth
when you do.
Aurora, I need the house money.
Uh, I used it
to pay the foot doctor.
The house money?
I can't get to the house
with bad feet.
The breakfast is ready.
Wrap it up.
I'll take it with me.
Ira
- Not with the meter ticking.
Look, I'm sorry about your car.
Why don't you take mine.
Maybe we should get a third one.
Yours, mine and theirs.
Get out of there!
Glenda! Will you get the dogs?
Dogs Come on, please,
get out! Come on! Now!
Get out! Please! Get out of here!
Get out now! Come on!
Please, please! Come on!
Get out! That's it
Okay.
Okay, let's go.
Just keep saying to yourself, Aurora,
12 more years to retirement.
Oh, who's this? I don't
like the looks of that man.
Hey, what are you
doing there, man?
Ay, dios mio.
Mrs. Parks! Mrs. Parks!
I got a burglar!
Mrs. Parks!
I got him, clean as a whistle.
That man is dead for sure.
- The burglar over the garage.
- Oh, my God.
- I gave one yell and he went down those stairs
like a sack of beans.
day, hanging around this family.
Where is he
dead as yesterday
I'll take care of this.
Nick
"There are some things a man
just has to do by himself.
"This is not one of them,
so I'm going for help."
Oh, Nick. You crazy idiot.
Oh, God, I gotta rest.
I can't keep this up.
Mrs. Parks!
- We gotta go, else we're
gonna be late for court.
No, we won't.
Did you get gas for the car?
You didn't say to
get gas for the car.
Well, we're gonna
have to stop for gas.
- Now we're gonna be late for court.
- That's what I said.
Mrs. Parks,
should I call the police?
I don't want no dead burglars
hanging around my house.
No, it wasn't a burglar.
It was the decorator
that I hired to redo
the spare room. And
Don't tell Mr. Parks.
It's a surprise.
He didn't look like
no decorator I ever seen.
GLENDA:
My briefcase!Stop! Go back.
CHESTER:
Yes, ma'am.When my brain's unscrambled,
I'm firing you.
Would you please go get my case?
It's upstairs on my bed.
Flash Gordon will return.
Oh, God, what next?
NICK:
Don't ask me.I believe, this is your day
for the carpool.
Don't do this to me, Nick. You
promised me you were leaving.
That was before
I dislocated my shoulder.
I had to open the car door
with my teeth.
Well, I'm going to
the courthouse.
I don't know where
you're planning on going.
I told you, Big Sur.
And I just give you
my car to escape with?
No, I steal it. Park it outside the
courthouse and leave the keys.
We've already had a car stolen today.
We're over our quota.
- Oh, what am I gonna tell Chester?
- He'll never know I'm here.
- You forgot your breakfast but Chester's on the job.
- I'm not hungry anymore.
Oh, thank you.
GLENDA:
Watch the bumps. CHESTER: Oh.We not even gonna touch asphalt.
If I wanted an airplane,
I'd buy one. Slow down.
Yes, ma'am. Are you gonna
eat your breakfast?
- No.
- Thank you, ma'am.
Oh! Keep your eyes
on the road. I'll get it.
Here.
Oh, I guess Aurora
forgot to put it in.
But I saw her put it in. Maybe,
it dropped out on the floor.
Uh, keep your eyes on the road!
Chester, you just went
through a stop sign.
That's what I get for
keeping my eyes on the road.
Oh, God! The police!
- Uh-oh!
- Oh
Oh, God, I knew this was gonna happen.
I knew it. Stay down.
- Yes, ma'am. Yes, ma'am.
- Not you.
Do you know you went through
a stop sign back there?
Uh, no, Officer, I was just about
to back up and stop at it.
Can I see your license?
Officer, uh,
I'm afraid this is my fault.
We were rushing to get to court.
I'm Mrs. Ira Parks,
the District Attorney's wife.
Oh, yes. Mrs. Parks.
- Nice to see you again.
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