That Old Feeling Page #7
- PG-13
- Year:
- 1997
- 105 min
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I need to lose a couple of pounds.
- What?
- I do. Keith says I do.
- He's crazy.
- No, no. He's right.
No, he's wrong. You're perfect.
Can I ask you something?
Yeah. Sure.
Don't you feel guilty... I mean, when
you take those pictures of people...
Don't you feel like you're
stealing someone's private moment?
Nah. I love what I do.
My dad and my brothers,
they pack meat for a living.
Nobody ever thought I was gonna
make it in show business, you know?
They all think I'm nuts.
But, uh, I'm gonna open up
my own studio.
I don't know when, but, uh...
I'm gonna do celebrity
portraits, you know?
Not like now.
I mean, they're gonna let me.
Hmm.
I hope it happens for you.
Yeah, me too.
Well, good night, Joey.
Yeah, good night.
Oh, God.
What are you doing here?
Don't tell me you don't remember.
Oh.
I certainly wish I didn't.
You got what you wanted.
How dare you.
You're the one who lunged.
You started it. You smoldered.
That was the last enthusiasm you
showed for anything, I might add.
I was hardly inspired.
I told you. I have to be on the bottom.
I have a bad back.
Among other things.
All right, just stop this.
Stop this right now. Look.
I don't care what you think
or what I think.
This didn't happen!
I am a newlywed.
She's certainly in for a treat.
Housekeeping.
Uh, yeah.
Come in! Come in!
Good morning!
Good mornin'.
Well, I see nobody got lucky.
All right, honey. What we did
wasn't very nice. I admit it.
But there was a reason.
Your father and I just wanted
one more night. That's all.
Just one more night without
people bursting in on us...
and screaming and yelling
and threatening suicide.
It made us so happy.
It was the happiest I've been
since it was okay to take drugs.
If you print that,
I'll kill ya.
Anyway, you'll be thrilled
to know that...
I'm ready to go home.
Really.
Can I have the phone, please?
Never, as long as I live.
Well, at least you're honest.
She gets that from me, you know.
I know.
Where have you been all night?
Walking. Then why
aren't you wet?
It's been raining all night,
and you're dry.
What are you, my wife?
Hello?
Keith, it's Molly.
Well, finally! Oh, thank God!
It's Mommy!
One would have thought you might have had
the courtesy to locate and pick up a phone.
Well, it wasn't
really my fault.
Hello, Keith? It's my fault.
I imprisoned her
in a room overnight.
Tell her...
I don't believe that.
He doesn't believe me.
It's fine.
Keith, it's a really long story.
Tell Alan I'm bringing Mom home now.
This is an incredibly
unacceptable beginning.
When you come, I believe I'm entitled
to a very detailed explanation.
He was so cold.
I've never heard him like that.
If that's how he is on day
two, you might want to bail.
Mom, I don't want
to hear about it.
Let's just go, all right?
I'm... I'm ready.
Oh, honey, you don't have
to take your mother's advice,
but I wouldn't go back to my angry
husband looking like that.
Mom had better
lend you a dress.
Let's see. What do we have
in our magic box today?
No, that's for me.
I feel completely ridiculous.
Who wears this color?
I wear that color. It's
too sexual for midday.
Come on, honey. You look great.
Yeah, you look, uh, nice.
Mother, don't.
I just have to say good-bye.
Mother!
Well... This was...
Oh, it was.
I'm glad we... Oh, me too.
I think it definitely
served its purpose.
No. No, no... Oh! Oh!
Okay!
Oh, Lilly. I can't go back.
I can't either.
I mean ever.
I still love you, Lilly. I never
loved anybody else in my whole life.
Come here, baby.
God.
Ah, ya chump.
Baila conmigo
Baila conmigo
Baila al son
de mis cimbales
Baila al son de la conga
Look at them.
Just crashing
those people's wedding.
They don't seem to mind.
You know, it kind of
reminds me of your weddin'.
Baila conmigo
Baila conmigo
Givin' up, huh?
Yeah. Yeah, I'm givin' up.
So, uh, you want me to
give you a ride somewhere?
No. Thanks.
I'm just not ready.
Keith?
I can't face him. I...
and now he'll be more furious.
I failed.
I won't bring him back,
and he won't get elected,
and it'll be my fault.
Uh, miss? Yeah.
Uh, we need a drink here.
Miss?
What's her problem?
That happens to me a lot.
It does, huh?
Yeah. Where is that...
Stand up. Why?
Take that off. Come on.
Come on. Just take it off. Put my dad's on.
How ya doin'?
Okay.
I look like an idiot.
Do you mind if I say something?
Yeah. A lot.
I think a little change in your appearance
might help your problem with women.
What problem with women?
Shut up. Okay.
Just wait. Come on.
Aw, for cryin' out loud.
Just... wait. Just wait.
It's not bad.
Yeah?
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
Okay.
Here she comes.
- Try it again.
- Just smile. Don't leer.
Miss?
Yes, sir? Uh, vodka
grapefruit for the lady.
Sure. I'm not even gonna
ask how you knew that.
Did you see that?
I bet if I went to a restaurant
right now, they would seat me.
Have you been helped, sir?
Uh, yes, I have. Thank you.
Wow!
I could get used to this. Whew.
Whoo! Ooh!
Oh!
Yeah, yeah, yeah!
Hup, hup, ooh
There they are. Over there.
Ooh!
Enjoying yourself, Mother?
Ooh, I'm having a ball!
Look at you!
You cleaned up nice.
Come on, paparazzi.
Let's see what you got.
Sure. Can ya?
Yeah, I can hold my own.
Prove it! Easy on the
jacket, cockroach.
Yes, sir. Okay.
Cantero, canamero
Uh
Molly? Uh
Come on, Dad.
This is so embarrassing.
Bad mood, huh?
I don't want to talk about it.
Okay. Let's dance.
No, Dad, please. I have so
many things on my mind.
Molly, honey, look, I think I've been
pretty good about this whole Keith thing.
I'm not going to lecture you about
love, commitment and marriage,
because I've blown
every one of them.
Don't you want to have some fun?
Did you ever think about that?
Are you gonna have fun on
smiling at some sewage plant opening
or going to a $1,000-a-plate dinner...
where the wives are wallpaper?
I just want you to have fun for five
minutes before you settle for that.
And I want you to dance
with the old man.
Come on. You know you
can't resist it. Oh.
You know what I'm gonna give ya?
Uh-huh.
I'm gonna give ya...
Ya-ta-ta-ta-ta Right.
Make that turn and let's go
I told you, Rowena. They're at the Majestic.
Molly said she's bringing them back.
I don't know when. Imminently.
She is not a lying slut!
And you should talk...
I believe they'll be back
momentarily. Yes, I do.
Yes... I don't need
to listen to this!
There's no talking to her!
What is it with you two?
You're worse than my patients.
They're not coming. All right.
All righty!
We're going. We're all going.
We're gonna round 'em up and lasso 'em
and drag 'em back here like cattle.
Is that what you want? Yeah!
Gente del fuego
Gente del fuego
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