Shack Out on 101 Page #3
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- Year:
- 1955
- 80 min
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I'll buy that, but when
do I get to smell 'em?
Oh, brother, you sure got a short
memory. How long ago was D-Day?
We have a lot to be grateful for. Did you
ever see two guys with more holes in 'em?
I still remember how choppy the
Channel looked through your chest.
Yeah. They never thought we'd make
it, did they? Yeah. We showed 'em.
it? Only when I sleep.
Hey, George,
you know what I think?
Maybe you ought to sell this
place. Maybe it's too much for you.
Sell what I wanted all my life? Never!
Say, I've been all over
the world. It's nothing!
Look what I got here. I got
the mountains in my front yard.
The ocean in my backyard. The door's
open all the time for people to come in.
I'm the host,
and they pay me for it.
Nah, that's not
the trouble.
Kotty? I'm on the hook,
and I can't get off!
Artie was right. I thought
that was over a long time ago.
Oh, no,
it's worse than ever.
You poor guy.
You haven't got a chance,
and you know it.
Even if you were Cary Grant she
wouldn't give you a second look.
George, the whole thing's chemistry.
She's "A." The professor's "B."
You just
don't fit in the formula.
I know. A character like
me should know his place.
That's the way to talk.
The best thing for two guys like us to do is to
forget all about women and look for adventure.
Look who's talking about adventure.
You're scared of your own shadow!
That's not true.
Only thing that
- that still gets me is blood and violence.
Oh, now,
come on, relax.
It's gonna be just like the professor
said. You're gonna get rid of that phobia.
We're going down to Acapulco, have
plenty of adventure, excitement...
and you'll come
back a new man!
From your mouth
into my ego.
George, give me your hand. What're
you gonna do? Tell my fortune?
Eddie, give me yours.
Pepe's hand didn't feel like
yours. More like Eddie's.
It's funny, a truck driver
with soft hands.
I thought I heard a train go by.
Oh, it's you and them weights.
Come on. Pick up the
weights, will ya? Okay.
You're a little late
today, ain't ya? Yeah.
Hey, that looks great.
That's a beautiful-lookin'
set of muscles.
How many times have I told you
not to call 'em muscles?
amateur? Call 'em pecs.
Well, what's the difference? Big
deal. The fact is you got 'em.
Yeah. Well, I'm gonna tell you, you'd
have 'em too if you'd only work out.
A couple of lifts
and you quit for the day.
I'm very happy
with my pecs.
We're closed!
We don't open till 6:00!
I don't know why
people don't eat at home.
Every time I eat out
I get sick.
You don't have to tell me
nothin' about restaurant food.
Hey listen, Slob. I ordered
another set of barbells.
You want to go halfies
with me? Don't I always?
Oh, that's great. It's Charlie
Strongtree's latest invention.
He says that
it develops the latissimus.
Yeah, we're both a little
weak in that department.
Yeah, he says two weeks of that, and
we'll be the envy of Muscle Beach.
Won't them tomatoes
go for us, huh?
Look. Hey, hey, I don't
go for no tomato!
I do this for myself.
You wouldn't believe it.
You know, Slob, at one time I was so skinny, I
was embarrassed to undress in front of myself?
I see what you mean. You know, there's one
thing. I don't go for those guys on Muscle Beach.
Their waists is so thin there's no
room for any food. Yeah, those idiots.
They're way over the top.
Who wants to go around walkin' in
a leopard skin all the time anyway?
Those guys
can't wear clothes.
I look pretty good
in a suit, though, don't I?
You look great.
Especially that
double-breasted brown job.
What about me?
Well, your clothes
don't do too much for you.
Hey.
Feel this!
That's pretty hard-
But not as hard as mine.
It's a matter of opinion. Hey, but you
won't argue about these legs. Get those.
What's wrong with mine?
Eh, they're soft, flabby.
If you did what I told you to
do, you'd have legs like mine.
Let's forget about the legs. I don't
care about them anyway. They don't show.
You know what I really want?
A big, thick neck!
I think you'd do better
concentratin' on the legs.
I don't know how you even get
around. I don't know how you walk.
Wouldn't you want
a set of legs like mine?
Oh, I go for your triceps and
your biceps. They look great.
But I wouldn't have your
legs if you'd give 'em to me.
Well, I ain't
givin' you nothin'.
You can go around on those pins
for the rest of your life.
There you go, gettin' sore again.
A guy can't be honest around here.
Hey, no! Kotty!
Don't look!
Okay. Now, Kot.
Kotty, we want you to do us a favor.
We want you to judge a contest.
We want you to decide who's got the
best-lookin' legs in this establishment.
And just 'cause he's the
boss, don't play favorites.
All right, which one of us
got the best?
In this establishment?
I have.
I got a sneakin' hunch she's
been usin' our barbells.
What's wrong, Kotty?
You unhappy?
I don't know.
One minute I'm up in the clouds,
then I get so low I could die.
Did you get bad news from
home? Oh, no, nothing like that.
Then what is it? Looks like my
girl's keeping secrets from me.
Me? That's funny.
You're the one.
What does that mean?
Skip it. I don't want
to talk about it.
That's not like you. You
always speak your mind.
Now come on. What is it?
What's wrong?
That's just
what I want to know.
Sam, you've changed. We used
to be together all the time.
Now I only see you
when you come to the shack.
And then you spend most of your time
talking to Slob and looking at shells!
Don't tell me
you're jealous of Slob.
If it weren't for him,
Nah, it's something else.
Come on. Tell me. What is it?
Sam, when is the last time
you took me to dinner?
- When did we last go dancing?
- I've been busy. You know that.
That's as good an excuse as any,
but I think I know the real reason.
You're ashamed to be seen
out in public with me.
It wouldn't be nice for a famous professor
whose picture's on the cover of a big magazine...
to be seen out
with a hash slinger!
What will people say?
Do you honestly believe that I
give a hang what strangers think?
You think I'm impressed because a magazine
decided to make a hero out of a scientist?
You know better than that.
Come on.
I'm just a lucky guy who's
got a job that he likes,
and because I like it, I spend
a great deal of time at it.
I'm not going to change my way
of life for you or anybody else.
I guess
I've been told.
I'm gonna continue to tell you just
so long as you act like a little girl.
Don't be
so emotional.
Why?
I'm not ashamed of it.
I am emotional. I am
jealous. And I want attention!
Like you, I have no intention of changing
my way of life to please you or anybody else!
As long as you're here, you
might as well have some coffee.
Still angry with me?
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