The Beautician and the Beast Page #3
- PG
- Year:
- 1997
- 105 min
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- What?
- What did she say?
- She found screw.
From leg of table. Check table legs!
Stop!
Don't shout. There's a man under here.
- This the only job you could get?
- Next!
For your information, this boy Katrina
is mooning over is a known agitant.
Have you ever met
a teenager that wasn't?
He and his friends are fugitives.
She'll have an arranged marriage,
just like me, just like her children.
That's just ridiculous.
Do you know what happened to the
last person who called me ridiculous?
- No.
- Neither do I.
It's been so long
since anyone's seen him.
All right. I'm sorry.
- You can dish it out but can't take it.
- Out, out, out!
Everybody out!
Not you.
Joy Miller...
This... Me making a statement,
you making a mumbled comment after.
No good. Here, I talk last.
Fine. I understand.
- Who could get a word in edgeways?
- You do it again!
Just teach my children. That's all.
- And don't do that thing again.
- All right.
You want to do it, don't you?
Doesn't it bother you
that your children fear you?
It is not fear. It is respect.
Oh, excuse me...!
You instil fear, you earn respect.
- Oh, no. He punctured you.
- Oh, it's nothing.
Oh, I'm sorry. I'm so bad with blood.
Maybe you need some hydrogen...
Mr President, the planning committee
for the summit has arrived.
Good day, Miss Miller.
Good day.
- What are you doing here?
- Relax. I came to say hello.
Are you insane?
You look, er... quite fetching
this evening, Miss Miller.
Who are you?
What happened to the little Nazi kid?
There is one area of my education
that has been neglected.
- And you are my teacher.
- You don't even like me.
I pretend not to
because I'm afraid you don't like me.
- I don't like you.
- We can't have everything.
Oh, my God! It worked. Are you OK?
- Leave me alone!
- Boy, you blow hot and cold.
Come on, Karl. Don't be that way.
This isn't you.
I know, but everyone expects
me to be like my father.
Take what I want, no questions asked.
He says that's what makes a great
leader. No wonder I hate politics.
You're entitled to your opinion.
What are you interested in?
I'm an artist. I want to paint.
Well, that's wonderful.
Does your father know about all this?
No. I've never even said it aloud before.
Eventually, I will have to tell him.
He will explode.
Then he'd calm down
and learn to deal with it.
He only wants you to be happy.
Thank you. This has been most helpful.
Now get out
because I wanna get dressed.
Tonight I'm gonna see the sights.
- In Slovetzia?
- Yeah.
- You'll be back in twenty minutes.
- Kvetch.
I think I overdressed.
Katrina!
- What are you doing here?
- I snuck here in the car.
You're gonna snuck back again.
I'm calling you a cab.
- Where's there a phone?
- What about over here?
- That old building? What's in there?
- I don't know.
It must be some sort
of underground club.
You think!
- Isn't it great?
- Finally, a little culture.
There's a bathroom.
I'll see if there's a phone. Don't move.
I've got eyes in the back of my head.
Ladies, I'm not cutting the line.
I just need a phone.
Dangerous times
call for dangerous action!
Things won't change until we get
the guts to do something out in the open.
You think Pochenko will wake up
tomorrow and say,
"Gee, I should give
the people some rights"?
I say firebomb
that puppet newspaper of his again.
We've done that!
we've got to use the press.
Don't be so nave. Armed struggle
is the birth pain of revolution.
We may get blood on our hands,
What will you tell your grandchildren?
That you fought like heroes
and brought down a Goliath.
Katrina!
Katrina!
someone stole that toilet.
Oh.
Katrina! They tracked you down here.
They'll think I put you up to it.
Don't look. Hide your face.
Aleksander Gurko! Arrest him!
Honey, honey, honey.
Listen, you wanna nip this thing
you've got for bad boys right in the bud.
He's not a criminal. He's a patriot!
The insolence.
The audacity!
The nerve to...
...sneak my daughter out
and bring her to an...
...underground, decadent...
- Discotheque.
- Discotheque!
Mr President, it wasn't my idea
to go to a disco...
I wanted to go
to the reggae club down the street.
Reggae club? Address, please?
Er... It's a club that moves
from place to place. It's not for you.
Don't cover for her!
This is not the first time she does this,
but it will be the last.
What do you mean, "the last"?
Did you just talk back to me?
Mm?
No.
You may go to bed, young lady.
Very smooth. Now she'll cry her eyes
out for an hour and start dating bikers,
just to spite you.
You know who my friend Mr Kleist
arrested in that club?
- I know.
- He could put her in danger.
I know. I'm sorry. I... I was totally wrong.
- Wait.
- It's just...
Wait.
Go back.
You were...
Wrong.
So that would make me...
- Right.
- Right, right, right!
Yes!
Don't do the thing.
But I wouldn't have been able to sneak
her out if you spent more time with her.
- This should not concern you.
- Incredible.
what concerns me.
- That is my job.
- Leave us.
Out!
- Don't hire friends. It never works out.
- He's right.
I do have more important things to do.
But you feel I should spend more time
with my children.
Yes, I do.
So, here is my schedule.
- You tell me when.
- OK.
Let's see.
Oh. Nuclear disarmament meeting.
That you should go to.
NATO... NATO... NATO...
NATO... Well, I see your point.
But, my father was a busy man, too,
and he always made time for us.
What does your father do for a living?
He owns a stationery store.
Here's one of my heroes.
Thurgood Marshall.
He was an
American Supreme Court justice
who championed equality for all people.
Here's Mother Teresa. She spent
her life helping poor people in Calcutta.
Not sure who that is. The kid from
And that's his boyfriend.
Surprise!
Look who's here.
Come to watch the proper teaching.
Chemistry.
Won't you have a seat?
Anywhere is good.
- What subject is this?
- Um, well, we call that "shop".
- What about literature?
- Yeah?
Flaubert, Turgenev, Shakespeare.
- You do know your Shakespeare?
- From covereth to covereth.
Let me just get to the blackboard, mister.
Don't move, I'm fine!
One of my favourites.
But we didn't have an assignment
on Romeo and Juliet.
West Side Story. I brought the tape.
It's much more accessible
for the kids, don't you agree?
- Karl.
- I was confused by the film.
I've read of the gang problems in the US
but wasn't aware
they were so good at ballet.
I'll tell you, I couldn't get beyond
Natalie Wood's Puerto Rican accent.
That's if you lived there.
If their narrow-minded families
had not kept them apart,
they would have experienced
a long life of true love.
- Why don't we do a fire drill?
- No, this is interesting.
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