Sonny Page #4

Synopsis: New Orleans, 1981. Sonny Phillips, just discharged from the Army, returns home where the only life he's known is as a gigolo working for his mother. He wants to leave that behind, but the job his Army buddy promised doesn't materialize, and he can't escape his past.
Genre: Crime, Drama
Director(s): Nicolas Cage
Production: Samuel Goldwyn Films
  1 nomination.
 
IMDB:
5.7
Metacritic:
31
Rotten Tomatoes:
23%
R
Year:
2002
110 min
140 Views


in your place.

Come on, baby.

Hello?

I'll be damned.

Jewel said you were back.

About an hour ago.

She said you were working.

Come on! You know she's just

trying to look after you.

I got one for you right now,

if you're available.

No, a road trip.

Dress date.

Gabe, you got a pen?

-Here you go, Sonny.

-Thanks.

Go ahead.

Wait, hold on a minute.

How about I work it as a plainclothesman?

All right.

I'll call Henry.

He'll know where I can get one.

Get out here!

He's coming, baby.

Can't even take a crap in peace anymore.

-What do you want?

-Shut up and come talk to Sonny.

He needs something.

How's it going, boy?

I got a friend of mine that's working nights.

I can probably borrow his.

How was Texas City?

That's all right.

Something better will come along.

Sorry it didn't work out.

Yeah, I'm pretty sure. Just come

by the house in about an hour...

and I'll have it for you, all right?

I'll see you then.

You didn't even give the boy a chance.

Don't worry about it.

He's doing what he's best at.

Yeah, that's right.

Driving himself off a cliff.

Just like you taught him, right?

I hope it fits.

Don't matter, as long as I can get it on.

Remember Albert,

the guy who fences my stuff?

He says he can get you on to the Safeway

warehouse over on Cooper Street.

Wouldn't pay much to start,

but you can work your way up.

Half the people in the Quarter

know me as a whore.

No one's gonna give me a straight job.

That's bullshit.

Albert says he can get you on.

I gotta go.

You're 26 years old. How much longer

do you think you can keep this up?

As long as I have to.

It's a young man's game, Sonny.

Time to change.

You're gonna make me blow the trick.

I'm late anyway.

At least just think about it.

I'm sorry to bother you, ma'am,

there's been a report...

of a prowler in the area...

and I'd really like to come in

and check things out, if I may.

I'm sorry, but my husband

isn't home right now.

That's okay, it won't take but a minute.

Please...

I think you'd feel a lot better

if I come check things out.

Okay, but just for a moment.

Thank you.

So you're here all alone?

Yes, my husband's out of town on business.

Where do you sleep?

Upstairs. Why?

I'd like to make sure

the bedroom is secure...

because this house

will take all day to check.

Don't you guys all work in pairs?

Where's the other one?

The other one?

Yeah, my partner, he's checking next door.

So, where's the bedroom?

This way.

This is it.

It doesn't look like he's in here.

Maybe he got away.

All right, lady, you're under arrest.

Please, I don't want to go to jail.

So, you're gonna resist.

I'm gonna have to handcuff you

to the cot here.

Please.

Please. I'll do anything you ask.

Just don't take me to jail.

-Anything?

-Yes.

Anything you want.

Leave the uniform on.

Oh, God!

The stick.

Use the stick.

This is only $200.

I know.

The price is $300.

$200 is all I'm gonna give you.

I'm sorry you feel that way.

What the hell's the matter with you?

Here I am, a nice young kid,

trying to work my way through college.

F***ing sleazy old broads like you.

I can't even get paid for it!

-What about here?

-What are you doing?

-This is probably worth $300.

-No, please!

It's a little heavy.

That should do it.

What am I going to do with a busted TV?

-I said okay.

-I can't hear you. What?

How much can I get for these?

All right, I'll pay you!

There, whore.

Take your money and go.

Mind if I go pick up Carol in Ponchatoula?

No, I'll call her. Let her know you're coming.

You two are gonna

work some doubles together?

Yeah, we'll see what's out there.

I'll call around.

Let people know you're working again.

Thanks, Mama.

How was that trick Mattie gave you?

It was okay. Just a straight $300 dress thing.

She got any more?

I'll call and find out.

Thanks, Mama.

Papa Legba, Papa Legba.

Keeper of the crossroads,

and guardian of the flame.

I'm trying to get a little one back again.

I know you can help me.

And I do miss her.

-How you doing?

-My man.

I'm all right, it's been a long time.

-Cool.

-How are you?

-I'm fine, man.

-Good.

I'm working again.

Wondering if you had anything for me.

Damn, we hardly ever get any more calls

around here for pony rides.

But every once in a while,

we get a farmer's wife...

that comes here for a grudge f***.

I don't want any of them mojo women.

They're bad energy.

You get anything good, call me.

You know you get the first crack at any

class chicks I get coming through here.

Carol ready?

That's right.

Jewel did call and say you was with her.

Let me call and let her know you're here.

Carol, Sonny's here to pick you up.

Cool, I'll tell him.

Man, she'll be right down.

It was the good old days, wasn't it?

I don't know. I was too young to remember.

Hey, baby.

Hey there, mama.

-Hey there, pretty girl.

-How are you?

-Come on, let's get out of here.

-Tally it up, old man.

I'm gonna get home

and give my man something nice.

All right.

That looks like a shotgun hole.

It was a long time ago.

Twenty years ago

my mama used to work here.

One day this Texas pimp came in,

tried to steal her back to Dallas.

She runs to the room and calls my daddy.

My daddy runs through that door

with this sawed-off shotgun.

Pimp's sitting right over here.

And my dad lets this load of

double-ought buckshot right past his nose.

That pimp was up, out of here.

Never heard from again.

That's the only story

my mama ever told me about my daddy.

-What happened to him?

-I don't know.

I never met him. He just up and left.

Mama won't talk about him.

I don't even know what he looked like.

Cal, you remember

what my daddy looked like?

I remember nothing.

So it goes.

-How was your week?

-Terrible.

Doesn't seem to get any better.

-Why don't you quit?

-And do what?

Troy, who loaned us his car, has been

asking me to marry him for over a year.

I keep waiting

for something better to happen.

You might be waiting a long time.

I don't know about that.

I kind of like being wooed.

You want to work together?

I don't care what we're doing,

as long as I'm with you.

Mama's trying to hook up

some doubles for us.

If you want to try it out,

we can see how it goes.

That's fine with me.

How was your week?

It was all right.

Thanks, baby.

Wait a minute. Hold your f***ing horses.

You can't even see them things.

What are you taking so long for?

I know you can't use a 10 of clubs,

you old f***.

Only one way to find out.

Henry, when you're right...

you're wrong.

Gin.

I don't know.

That's a double snide, and two 2s.... $40.

We're home, in town.

Sonny, baby!

Here, let me get that.

-You had a good week, honey?

-More or less.

Any calls?

Yeah, things are really jumping.

Meg called for you.

She's gonna call back later today.

Troy's been driving me nuts.

Said you were supposed to see him today.

He can wait. I'm going to take a shower.

Probably just wants to ask me

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