The Kiss Page #2
- R
- Year:
- 1988
- 101 min
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and I died.
And afterwards, we checked into
this very glamorous motel room...
...and we sat there drinking
our lemon gin and 7 UP.
Very chic.
very hot and heavy.
And...
...well, we started--
-Do you want mayo?
-Brenda!
-What?
-Tell me!
Well, soon, I mean,
one thing led to another...
...and we started to do it.
Did it hurt?
Are you kidding? It hurt like hell.
No, no, no. I was ready for that.
What really freaked me out is,
...and I looked down, and something
was glowing in the dark.
And it was his thing.
It was glowing green.
-What?
-He was wearing...
...a glow-in-the-dark condom.
Can you believe it?
I couldn't watch it. I lost it.
I started killing myself laughing,
and I couldn't stop.
Poor guy is probably still
seeing a shrink over me.
Eat, or you'll never grow up
to be a gorilla.
Come on, honey. It's okay.
You're Jack?
Yes.
I'm sorry. I didn't expect
to meet you this way.
I'm so embarrassed.
I should have called.
I am Felice Dunbar.
-Hilary's sister.
-Hello.
This is Amy, our daughter.
Amy.
You don't know how much
I've wanted to meet you.
You were at the funeral.
Yes, I was.
I didn't realize you were there.
It would have been all right
for you to be with us.
Can I help?
Your mom and I weren't very close
for a while.
to be in my sister's home.
Amy's a great kid.
You must be so proud of her.
I am.
Wait.
You could be a model.
You have such a beautiful face.
Look at this.
You look really good, honey.
"Really good"? She looks great.
So, what happened
between you and Mom, anyway?
Amy.
I was the youngest,
our father's favorite.
I was very spoiled.
Your mom was different.
When she was 1 8, she went
to America, and I went to Europe.
I ended up with two divorces...
...and a great wardrobe.
And she ended up
with the two of you.
Excuse me. Expecting a call.
So how's your dad doing?
Besides needing a new
business manager, he's fine.
-We can get together this morning.
-I have the car today.
-I'll come over and pick you up, okay?
-Yeah.
-Why don't you come over later?
-Why?
My Aunt Felice is in town. She's
working with the VitaPlan people.
-Who's she?
-Some kind of model.
-Wow.
-Okay?
-Okay.
-Bye.
Well, I'm not a Vita Girl for nothing.
Besides, I get this stuff for free.
Amy, try this.
It's a new VitaPlan peach nectar.
-Tastes great, and it's good for you.
-It's good for you.
This one's for you.
Men need different vitamins.
-Thanks.
-Now, bear with me on this omelet.
Hi, guys. I'm--
-Damn it!
-Oh, God!
I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
-Can I take a look?
-No, it's nothing.
-Brenda's a nurse.
-It's nothing.
I'm sorry.
Oh, Brenda,
this is Hilary's sister, Felice.
She's in town on business.
Brenda lives next door.
-Hi.
-Hi.
I'm sorry.
I just assumed you guys
would be starving.
Don't worry,
you can poison us tomorrow.
-Bless you.
-Oh, God.
-Did you guys get a cat?
-No, why?
Allergies.
Besides, the damn things
give me the creeps.
-Good morning.
-Heather!
Join the party.
I know you.
You're on the cover of Cosmo.
This is Aunt Felice.
This is my friend, Heather.
It must be so great to be a model.
-Sometimes.
-Are you staying with the Hallorans?
-No, I'm--
-Wait, wait. Of course.
Why don't you stay here?
After all, you're family.
-Right, Amy?
-Sure.
There you go.
Well, thank you, guys.
Amy, how about going shopping?
Thanks, but I already made plans
with Heather.
-Wait, where you going?
-Just to the mall.
I'll have your mail forwarded.
Come on, Mr. Halloran.
It's not like we're turning tricks.
Heather! Come on, Dad.
Six o'clock. Get out of here.
-Do you know anyone like Sting?
-Come on.
Turning tricks?
Bet she did know Sting.
Probably slept with him.
Mick Jagger too. Maybe she slept
with them at the same time.
Being a model doesn't mean
she sleeps with rock stars.
I bet she does. I'd trade in my whole
family for an aunt like that.
She forgot her sunglasses.
I'll see if I can catch them.
-What's up?
-She's sort of strange.
And you've invited her
to stay with us.
Just because she's not a hick
like everybody else here...
-...doesn't mean she's weird.
-There's nothing wrong with her.
She's trying so hard to be nice,
looking at me and touching me.
Dyke-da-dyke-dyke.
It isn't that. It's just I don't
really want her to stay with us.
So don't. Stay at my place.
My mom's boyfriend is
taking her to Vegas.
-We'll have the place to ourselves.
-Can't do it.
Why not?
We've got a major security system.
Nobody'll get us in our beds.
That is, nobody we don't want
to get us.
I don't know. I haven't left
my dad alone since my mom died.
Just missed them. Sorry about that.
Well, guess I'll see you around.
-I don't know.
-No, too boring.
Oh, Amy, this store is definitely you.
Don't you think? It's so sophisticated.
-And I'm really sophisticated.
-Girls, girls.
Hi.
Hi.
Stop it.
-Cute.
-Really cute.
Here you go.
-Hey.
-Hi.
Hey, check this out.
It's not finished yet, right?
You wouldn't believe
what 1 2-year-old kids...
-...want on their birthday cakes.
-Charming.
See, the kid, he wants bones
coming out of its mouth.
You know, like it just ate
his parents.
Hey, O'Connell, are they buying
something or not?
It's the boss from hell.
Well, we don't wanna get you
in trouble.
-Bye, Terry.
-Amy, I'll see you around, all right?
Okay.
Whoops. Sorry.
Don't worry. I was just exercising.
I'm used to people wandering
in and out of dressing rooms.
I just gotta get something.
-Can I see?
-Sure.
I like this.
I never got used to sleeping
with a dead guy...
...hanging over my bed.
I hope you don't mind.
No, I'm not feeling very religious
myself these days.
-Memories?
-I can still smell her perfume.
I've been avoiding doing
something about her clothes.
Maybe you could start by moving
just a few of her things out.
I'll help you, if you want.
Jack, I hope I'm not intruding.
Amy said the business
wasn't exactly--
Yeah, right. Amy's quite
perceptive for her years.
I have an idea.
-Are you free this afternoon?
-Yes.
There's somebody
I'd like you to meet.
-Okay.
-Jack.
Yeah?
Thanks.
Hi, how was the party?
Hi. It was great.
Are you gonna stay at my place?
-Yeah, I'll fix it with my dad.
-Great.
-Sh*t!
-Forget about it.
It cost me 8 bucks.
Heather!
-Terry!
-Amy! Amy!
Hang on!
Heather! Oh, my God!
Heather, stay still.
Don't move! Hurry!
Hold still.
-Come on!
-Try to stop it!
It won't stop! God!
Hi.
What happened?
There was an accident at the mall.
Heather was pretty badly cut up.
They brought her into the hospital.
She's gonna be okay, though.
I brought Amy home.
-Are you all right?
-What are you doing?
Why didn't you tell me you're
throwing out Mom's stuff?
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