The Coca-Cola Kid Page #4
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- 1985
- 98 min
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Now, whether
you're on something...
or just plain crazy
is none of my business.
Yeah, but--
Let's just part our ways
amicably, OK?
Shut up, you half-wit!
l'm sorry.
Good God, girl, you are a mess.
lf you resign from your job
for personal reasons...
it will save you
from getting fired.
Now, get your things together.
to give you this.
Thank you.
Do you think my hair will grow
as long as Rapunzel's?
Who?
Rapunzel. You remember...
that girl
who grew her hair long.
And the lady was jealous...
so she put her up in a tower
as a prisoner...
and then the prince
came and rescued her...
because she let her long, long
hair down, and he climbed up.
And then what?
Then they went to the palace.
And then...
they got married.
And then they lived
happily ever after.
Hey, Joe, how are you doing?
Thank you.
Which one of you is the leader?
-Looks like it's me.
-How you doing?
Hi. l'm Phillip.
Phillip, what is this?
You sing for the Labor Party?
Yeah. lt was a wash-out.
We did it just as a gig.
lt was well-paid.
We're not political.
l can't use you
if you're anti-American.
We're not anti-American.
We're very positive.
We don't even eat meat.
Peace.
-Anti-nuke?
-Not at all.
We're the people of the sound.
No opinions.
We play for money.
We're very good, sir.
Use your ears, sir.
Hold it.
Now. See, what we're
after here is...
the Australian sound.
What that is, hell knows...
but that's what l'm paying
you for. Right, fellas?
Now, when you say sound...
do you mean musical sound
or anything at all?
l don't know, Phillip.
But then,
l don't have to know, do l?
l just have to know who
can do it and pay 'em to do it.
Come on, guys.
Here's the sound.
How was that, Mr. Becker?
Well, you tell me.
ls that the Australian sound?
l mean, do we have
the Australian sound here?
l'd say that was easily
as Australian...
as, well, a barbed-wire canoe.
As Australian
as a sh*t sandwich.
That's great.
Let's lay one down, shall we?
Don't want to go
where there's no Coca-Cola
You've got
Life by the throat
when you're drinking Coke
Choke back the tears
when there's no Coca-Cola
You've got
Life by the throat
when you're drinking Coke
Under the hot sun
When the day is done
And you're dying of thirst
There's only one drink,
it's universal
Don't want to go
where there's no Coca-Cola
You've got
Life by the throat
when you're drinking Coke
Choke back the tears
when there's no Coca-Cola
You've got
Life by the throat
when you're drinking Coke
Life by the throat
when you're drinking Coke
Life by the throat
when you're drinking Coke
Keeps you up 'cause
there's nothing like Coke
How's that, Mr. Becker?
l say we go again.
Let's go for
that extra mile, OK?
-Can l buy you a drink?
-Nope.
l like you, you know,
even though l got the sack.
That's good, Terri,
because you ain't comin' back.
l'd like to be left alone,
please, ma'am.
Just a friendly drink,
nothing else.
l'd like to be left alone.
Listen, Phillip,
don't ask me why.
Just bring Becker to my party,
dead or alive.
Now, look.
How should l talk to him?
Like a woman?
Just be natural...Marjorie.
lt's fabulous.
That's great. lt's great.
He's coming!
l'm Marjorie.
My name is Becker.
Becker, want to dance?
-l'm not a very good dancer.
-That's OK.
l'll tell you
everything you need to know.
You know, Becker...
the best thing for jet lag
is dancing.
Well, l'm long over my jet lag.
l'll tell you something.
Foreigners, when they come
to this country...
they never lose it.
You know, Becker...
you are really good-looking.
Phillip?
Excuse me, Marjorie.
Thanks very much.
My pleasure, Becker.
Look, man, it's really been
one hell of a day.
Look, l should be home in bed.
As a matter of fact, l should've
been in bed hours ago.
Relax, man. Have some fun.
-Come on, man.
-Have a drink.
Phillip, are these girls girls?
They're all girls.
Mr. Becker?
-Fancy you being here.
-lt's my secretary.
Terri, it's an error
that l'm here.
lt's a terrible error.
Look. l hope you'll be
discreet about this.
Why is that?
ls this what you're into?
You're the Coke dealer,
aren't you?
Get away from him !
God damn!
What's going on?
You're leaving.
That's what's going on.
-Who asked you?
-Who asked me? l did.
l don't want these freaks
near my daughter!
Come on, leave!
Get out, you perverts!
This is my place!
Look, l don't want them
around my daughter.
Get out!
You start with Coca-Cola...
you end up with perverts
and junkies!
This is so embarrassing.
l'm so embarrassed.
Stop telling me
what to do with my life!
Don't cry.
l just can't wait for you
to f***ing get out!
You f***ing get out of my life!
They're like that all the time.
Are they?
Please. Listen, stop it!
Leave me. l'm quite capable
of sorting it out.
-l can have a good life--
-You can have a good life?
until you came along!
-Was it really?
-Yes.
Thank you.
lt's all right.
Get out!
She's a dangerous woman,
your mother.
She's an unhappy woman.
Get out!
She's peculiar.
She is.
Thanks.
Well, l'm going
to go break this up.
Get out!
They're my plates, you know.
-l think--
-Out!
All right, now look.
l think--
Now look what you've done.
Hey. All right.
Let me give you a lift.
Come on. No.
lt will be my pleasure.
-l can walk.
-No, come on.
l got you.
-l'll just help you down.
-l can walk.
-My head hurts.
-Come down here, mate.
Oh, God.
Here we go.
l am not having a good time.
Jesus!
She is an incurable star-f***er.
Say what?
The woman we're both
in love with.
l'm not in love with her.
Not even close.
l've seen the way
she looks at you.
lt's ''l want you,
l don't want you.''
lf you want her, just go for it.
l tell you what, man.
You can keep her, OK?
Sh*t.
l'm going to need stitches.
Oh, man.
l need a f***ing umbrella.
What do you think
of Australian beer?
What do l think
of Australian beer?
l think it's f***ing good, man!
Everything already delivered
has been very useful.
We need more of the same.
l won't say what or when,
as instructed.
You're out of your mind.
You understand now?
l'll never betray
your confidence, Mr. Becker.
Look, man, l'm not armaments.
l'm in beverages, OK?
Sure.
Say who?
Reverse charge from America.
Yeah, sure.
l'll accept the charges.
-How's my baby?
-Hi, Mom.
-l need to know if--
-Hold on just a second.
Am l gonna get
my bag of ice or what?
Yes, sir.
Don't get angry, please.
Why don't you
write me a post card?
Oh, no, ma'am.
l haven't had a minute to myself
to send anybody a postcard.
Don't you realize how lonely
it is without my boy?
l don't know, Mom.
l'll tell you what l'll do.
l'll call you
as soon as l know...
when l'll be home
for Christmas, OK?
Are you wearing warm underwear?
Love you, too. Bye-bye.
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Submitted on August 05, 2018
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