The Outing
- R
- Year:
- 1987
- 87 min
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Hi.
Are you sure about all this, Harley?
Andy and I delivered her groceries
long enough to know.
Lots of money, huh?
Filthy.
Filthy with it.
So how we gonna get in?
Little Jimmy here.
Lots of cash, right?
Piles of it.
Let's go get it.
Here.
Might have a need for this.
No, no.
Here, here.
Open it.
I'll get it.
Here, come on.
Shh, shh, shh, shh.
Sh*t!
Damn bird.
Come on.
Why does she keep all the lights on?
I told you, Faylene,
lots of money, piles of it.
Whoo-wee, look at these.
Sh*t.
I bet she's got it stashed up there.
Maybe.
Come on.
We'll have us a look-see.
Someone is in there.
Help me up.
Hey,
what you doing up there?
Quiet, quiet!
We're way too close.
Harley!
You got the grace
of a damn walrus, Faylene.
You shouldn't be in this house.
It don't matter none, Harley.
We're gonna have to wake her up to
find out where the money is anyhow.
What do you want?
- You know we do.
You got a point there.
Yeah, she got a point there, Harley.
What do you want here?
She's got a point, there.
Where's the money?
You don't show me where it is,
I'm gonna take this ax
and trash this place!
Must get out!
Tell him.
You tell him.
Come on.
Tell him where it is!
Where you hid the money?
Where you hid the money?
I ain't got time to waste with you,
old hag!
- Better tell him, witch.
- Where is the money?!
Woman".
Don't hurt me.
tell me where the money is!
Tell him! Tell him!
Where do you think you're going?
I'm gonna take care of you, old witch!
You old witch!
I'll look for myself. Get out of the way!
Get out of the way!
Money gotta be here somewhere.
I'll ax this place till I find the money!
You gonna help me
or you just gonna stand there, a**hole!
I knew it!
I knew it, you old witch!
Get it!
I found it!
I found it!
- Open it up, Harley!
I knew it, you old hag!
Can't get this freaking thing out of here.
Let me try.
Pull.
- Why don't you rub it?
- Huh?
"Huh?"
That's the way they always do it, Harley.
Rub it.
Maybe old Harley ain't got nothing
to rub, Faylene.
Why don't you just get
the sh*t out of here?
Go on and see
if you can find anything else.
I'll try and get this thing open.
And we'll get out of here.
Sure is old.
I wonder if it's any good.
No.
It's not,
but we got enough here for a party.
F***in' Faylene.
Gimme that!
Gimme that!
It's mine.
Damn, come on out here.
There's a pool out here.
" Ooh!
Mmm!
Come in.
No, it's too cold.
No, it ain't.
Come on in.
Well...
Couldn't be because
you're horny, could it?
You like this, don't you?
Ooh, baby!
You're saying it wasn't until then?
He was right there in the pool
when I came to read the meter.
It was really a mess.
Be careful.
Phew,
smells like he's been dead a week.
Okay, let's load him in.
Finished?
Well, we got him all chalked off anyway.
Jeez, look at this stuff.
You think the old lady did it herself
or had somebody do it for her?
Place is a mess.
What do you think
happened here anyway?
Your guess is as good as mine.
The stink in here awful.
You got that right.
Hmm.
Funny looking thing.
We ain't never had nothing like this
happen in Seabrook before.
Place gives me the willies.
Ain't it time for lunch yet?
Oh, for heaven's sake.
You hungry again?
What did you do
with the sandwich I gave you?
You didn't give me anything.
You ate it.
All right, let's go.
Barbecue or chicken?
Doesn't matter to me.
Joe,
we'll see you down at the station.
We're going out for chicken.
I don't like chicken.
Why don't we go out for pizza?
Wanna take my car or yours?
It doesn't matter.
- Thanks, doc.
- Thank you.
Let's see what we have.
Look at this, Theo.
This could be valuable.
Let's shoot it.
Okay, right there.
Okay, rotate it.
Again.
Once more.
And once more.
Ah, hi.
Hey, sweetheart.
What a day.
Alex,
I gave you money for decent food.
- Why can't you get it?
- Oh, come on, daddy.
I mean it.
Thatjunk you keep pumping into
your stomach is ruining your body.
Well, it's my body,
and it doesn't exactly
look ruined to me.
- Me neither.
- See?
Yeah, well,
I'm responsible for it.
Responsible?
When, dad?
I mean, I can't go to school
and cook all the time
- and do all that other stuff--
- I've gotta to make a living.
You're old enough.
I can't be everywhere at the same time.
That's what it always comes down to
for you, doesn't it?
Money and this damn museum.
Now, now, you two --
It's this damn museum
that gets you those Guess jeans
you have to have all the time
and puts a roof over your head.
That's all it does.
I mean, it doesn't give me
a home life.
Or a father.
You know, since mom's been gone,
you're hardly ever home anymore.
And all I ever hear from you
are criticisms or directions.
Yeah, well, you need both.
You don't even really care.
I mean, it's like I might as well
not even have a dad.
It's like you were gone, too, or dead.
Sometimes, I even you wish you were.
I'm really sorry, dad.
I didn't mean what I said.
I'm sorry too, sweetheart.
You're right, I--
- No, daddy, you're the one that's right.
- No, you're right.
I haven't been much of a dad lately.
I let the work become too important.
Come on, let's throw this yuck away
and go out to dinner, okay?
Okay, great, dad.
Now that you two
have kissed and made up,
do you mind if I go back to work?
I'd like to chemical date this lamp sometime today.
That's new.
Just brought it in.
Kind of looks like something
out of "Arabian Nights."
Is it okay if I open it?
No, honey.
I wish you wouldn't.
At least until Theo can date it
and get a translation
of the engravings.
What about that, Theo,
can you do it?
I hope so.
The engravings are so old,
I really don't know.
Well, come on. Let's run the film
over to the dark room.
I'll be right back, kiddo,
and then we'll get out of here.
Okay.
Wow.
- Ready to go, honey?
- Uh-huh, yeah.
Well,
then let's head on out of here.
Okay.
Good morning from the Q Morning Zoo
Rocking down with folks like you
Good morning from the Q Morning Zoo
Get up with the morning Q Zoo
Get up with the morning,
Get up with the morning
Get up with the morning Q Zoo
Dad?
Cappuccino maker.
Did you forget to put the pitcher
underneath it again, dad?
Yeah,
and I forgot to put the coffee, too.
Where's the instant crap?
Oh, man, the Astros lost a game.
Something's burning.
Dad! Dad!
Dad!
You know,
it is hard to imagine
that I'm looking at one
of the world's foremost archeologists.
Listen, I never said I was a wizard
at toast and coffee.
Oh, God, I'm late.
Get busy down there!
Polish those lamps!
W- who are you?
I am the slave of the lamp,
my master.
What do you wish?
...with Ron Stone
and the Channel 2 news team.
Good morning,
a large buildup...
Don't forget I'm taking your class
on a field trip
through the museum this afternoon.
I know, dad.
I remember.
I also remember you get to see
Ms. Ferrell this afternoon, too.
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