The Choice
- PG-13
- Year:
- 2016
- 111 min
- $15,285,347
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[man] Now, pay attention,
'cause I'm about to tell you
the secret to life.
You ready?
The whole damn thing
is about decisions,
time, seemingly
insignificant decisions
that clear the road
for monster truck life-altering ones.
You see, every path you take
leads to another choice,
and some choices
can change everything.
Every damn moment of the rest
of your fife hangs on them.
And, boy, do I got
a choice I got to make.
[woman on PA] Dr. Fulton, please call
the admitting office at 325.
Are those for someone special?
Someone who deserves
the stars and the moon.
All I got
are these damn flowers.
- I'm just here to talk to her.
- You go right ahead, Travis.
If that's what you need.
If that will help.
[woman on PA]
PA Thompson to birthing center.
PA Thompson to birthing center.
Too easy on me, Ryan.
You're loo hard on you, Travis.
[rock music playing]
Whoa!
Threw away
your greatest hits
You left them here
the day you split
Bass guitar
and Shaggs CD
Well, they don't mean
that much to me right now
I'm going through
your things...
See that dog right there?
They were bred to protect
the Arctic villagers
from bear and wolf attacks.
You are so full of crap.
You kiss your mama
with that pottymouth?
I don't know how he does it.
What do you mean?
It's his gift.
You know all about Star Wars
and Travis is good
with the ladies.
We're all dealt a hand.
Them dogs live in the tundra.
They don't swim in the water.
You couldn't get
that dog in the water
for an F-150
full of Milk-Bones
driven by Lassie
wearing a two-piece,
even if it's a little
gold one like that.
So you're saying this dog
fights bears and wolves,
but he's afraid of the water.
I see what you're doing.
You're sassing me,
and that's just 'cause you like me.
That's schoolyard 101.
It happens all the time.
- Yeah?
- Yeah.
Need I remind you,
I let you take Marcie Hoffman
to the Azalea Fest
in seventh grade'?
- You let me'? Ha!
- I let you.
Would you two shut up
and help me down'?
Or would you prefer to watch me slip
and crack my skull?
Oh, excuse me.
Look who's sassypants.
You keep that up, there's liable to be
some hair-pulling around here.
Hey, Travis.
Hiya, Monica.
Excuse me, ladies.
You got time to grab a beer
before y'all take off?
Well, I got to get
these knuckleheads home.
Just one quick beer.
It'll be really fast, I promise.
All right.
[Travis] I don 'I think
you and I have ever had just one.
- Bye, boys.
- Bye, Monica.
She's back.
Just like a boomerang.
Unbelievable.
Don't you start.
Can I just say one thing?
If that one thing
is "boomerang,"
I'm going to tie an anchor to your nuts
and throw it overboard.
- Boomerang!
- [hisses]
Hey!
[children laughing and shouting]
. Hey!
- Hey, hey!
Hey!
- Hey, hey!
- Hi!
Look alive, fellas.
Here come your wives.
We were about
to call the Coast Guard.
We got into some mackerel
about three miles out.
They were jumping in the boat.
- Uh-huh.
- Price tag, bro.
Come on, kids.
Let's go.
Guarantee they've been
Eh, more fun to let them think
they're getting
away with something.
[children giggling]
[classical music
playing on stereo]
- [chattering]
- [rock music playing on stereo]
- Mobe!
- Where is that damn dog?
[Travis]
Useless!
- [Moby barking]
- [music and chatter continues]
[woman]
This looks great, Travis. Thank you.
You're welcome!
Aah!
See what he does to me?
Whoa!
Someone bring me a plate.
Y'all just have a good time.
Just kiss on each other
and just laugh it up.
I'll just be slaving away over here
over the grill like Cinderella.
[Matt]
Hey, turn up the music!
[shouting and laughing]
[classical music playing on stereo]
[Travis]
Your burgers are burnt.
I'm not cutting down
that damn tree!
[chattering]
[Travis]
I grilled-Y'all are cleaning.
Buy, get out of there.
Fish guts gonna make you sick.
- [woman] Good night.
- Good night.
- [woman 2] Night, Travis.
- Night-.
Put this on.
Put this on.
[classical music
playing on stereo]
[woman]
Hey, Molly.
Do you know
how many Nets of mood
the circulatory system
processes per day on average?
[gasps]
Oh, my God! Twenty! That's right!
Good girl.
You got that right.
Oh, Mol.
How you feeling, honey?
Swollen nipples,
distended abdomen, lethargic behavior.
Oh, my God,
this isn't happening.
[whimpers]
This is like
Dirty Dancing all over again.
[rock music playing on stereo]
Oh! No, he did not!
Bam-ba-lam, she said,
"I'm worried outta my mind"
Bam-ba-lam,
the damn thing gone blind...
Excuse me. Hello!
Yeah, hi. Hello.
[music stops]
Sorry. Um, music's a little loud-
I didn't hear you.
Yes, it was.
It is so loud...
Hey, you're my new neighbor,
aren't you?
I've seen you
- Watching you?
- Yeah.
Oh, my God. Wow.
I was not watching you.
You live 100 yards away.
Where am I supposed to look?
I'm just kidding with you.
I'm just playing.
- That is funny.
- What do you say we start over?
Uh, why don't you have a seat...
I do not want a seat,
thank you..
- Would you like a beer?
- I'm fine.
Come on, have a beer.
We got, uh...
I do not want that.
Thank you.
All right.
Well, I'm Travis.
And the rug there, that's Moby.
- Yeah.
- And, um...
I think this is the point
in the conversation
where you tell me your name.
Oh, you do, do you?
Well, no.
Okay-
Uh, all right.
Fine. Um... you know,
there's a certain type of woman
here after 10:
00.She's wearing
ratty sweatpants, no makeup,
and she's usually
only after one thing.
Oh, my God.
Are you implying
I'm here for sex?
- You are, aren't you?
- Oh, my God.
I'm kidding, I'm kidding.
I'm kidding, I'm kidding.
Could you be any more obnoxious?
- Lady, you have no idea.
- Lady! Stop calling me "lady".
- Then tell me your name.
- It is Gabby.
Hello, Gabby.
Welcome to the neighborhood.
What are you so angry about'?
I am angry
about Molly's nipples.
Your stinky-ass dog took advantage
of my sweet little girl.
Now her nipples are swollen
and she's gained 15 pounds.
She will not get out of bed,
and you play
your music too loud!
So you're saying
that Moby there knocked up your dog?
Oh, I know Moby there
knocked up my dog.
He wanders the neighborhood
day and night unsupervised.
He has been wearing her down
since the moment that we moved in.
- Wearing her down?
- That's right. You're responsible.
That's right, this is my fault.
It's all my fault.
I take full responsibility.
I've talked to him so many times
about using protection.
Don't patronize me.
- Oh, my God, you are...
- I'm sorry,
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
Look, you're right.
This is serious.
This is serious.
Um, how long do we have?
I mean, how far along is she?
Oh, God.
This is so funny to you.
It's a little funny, yeah.
Well, I'm not exactly sure,
because I haven't
taken her to the vet yet.
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