The Secret of My Succe$s Page #3
- PG-13
- Year:
- 1987
- 111 min
- 945 Views
No,no,no,no. That's
Transportation's problem.
No, we do not supply drivers
for executives' wives.
We are a messenger service.
I don't care if the other
drivers are all busy.
Yeah, well, the same
to you, sweetheart.
Hey, Dartmouth,
get over here.
Executive's wife wants
a ride up to Litchfield.
Check out a car
and drive her.
Oh, where's Litchfield?
You'll find it.
Just follow
the smell of money.
Excuse me, ma'am. I'm not
quite sure which way...
Turn the key,
start the car,
put it in drive
and step on the gas.
Any idiot can do that,
even my husband.
Excuse me, ma'am. I know I'm
not supposed to consort...
Then don't.
It's just that
you seem kind of upset.
I was wonderin' if there
was anything I can do.
I don't know.
My cook quit this morning.
My analyst is away on vacation.
My Mercedes broke down.
I split my nail,
and my husband is screwing
somebody at the office.
What did you have
in mind?
Stick of gum?
Ha,ha,ha!
This is the third weekend
in a row he's found an excuse
not to come
to the country.
No, I don't know.
But knowing him it's probably
some teenage airhead
from the steno pool.
The last one I caught
him with was so dumb
she thought dictation
was some kind of S and M trip.
Do you know my husband?
I'm sorry.
I can't hear you.
Never mind.
Didn't hear a thing.
I'm gonna have
to call you back.
I'm so mad, I could spit.
He looks twice as good today
as the day we were married.
I just look twice as old.
Are you kiddin'?
You look...
Well, I just hope that
when I'm his age,
I can wake up
every morning
and find a woman as beautiful
as you are lying next to me.
Thank you.
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah
Beautiful
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Turn in here.
Please.
Bring those inside.
Charles.
- May I help you with those, sir'?
- Yeah. Thanks.
What are you drinking?
I can't really.
I have to get back.
God, I hate the country.
Yeah, I can see how you'd
be real miserable here.
Who can live
with so many trees?
They suck up
all the oxygen.
No, actually,
trees produce oxygen.
Who are you?
Mr. Wizard?
What did you say
your name was?
Brantley.
No,no,no.
I mean your first name.
That's it. Brantley.
Well, Brantley, I don't know what you
want out of Pemrose Corporation,
but I'll tell you
what you do not want.
You don't ever, ever wanna
become a corporate wife.
I'll watch my step.
Have another.
Mmm.
Thanks.
I've run 8,000 miles
on that tennis court
chasing a fuzzy, little yellow
ball with an oversized racket.
Do my legs look
heavy to you?
No.
I've swum laps from here
to the moon in that pool.
Do you see anything in
this body that isn't firm?
Tennis, swimming,
aerobics, jogging, massage.
Anything and everything
to stay in shape,
not that he'd ever notice.
So, Brantley, do you know
why I stay in shape?
How 'bout a dip in the pool?
No, wait!
Are you serious? Listen, uh...
Look,I have
to get back.
Listen, this is a tempting
diversion, but I got a job.
I don't know if this
is such a good idea.
Transportation,
please.
Yes. The young man from the
mail room who drove me home?
He's going to stay here and do
a little work in my garden.
See that he gets full
credit on his time card.
Thank you.
Help me out of this,
will you, dear?
Whew!
That was great.
Thanks.
I swim five miles a day.
Supposed to tone my ass.
Yeah, it works. Oh!
Just when I thought it was
safe to go back in the water.
Ha!
Ohh!
Whoa! You sure this
is a good idea?
It's okay. I know the owner.
Last one out of the...
You sure your
husband's not coming home?
Who knows?
He could be home any minute
or several hours from now.
Oh, my God. Oh!
I'm going to see that my
husband gives you a leg up.
I think we've done pretty well
so far by ourselves.
I mean Pemrose.
Uh... No.
No, thanks.
No, I'm gonna make it
to the top by myself.
Oh. God, you're adorable.
Mmm!
I could spend a week inside
those sweet, unwrinkled eyes.
Can I make
a personal observation?
Anything but the thighs.
Somebody sold you
a bill of goods
and convinced you
you had to be 21 forever.
That's bullshit!
I think you're terrific.
I think the only thing wrong with
you is your husband is a jerk.
You're beautiful.
You're intelligent.
You're sensuous.
Say that again!
Which part?
All Of it!
Oh, no!
What? What is it?
It's the jerk.
My husband.
My uncle.
Your what?
Oh, God!
That makes you...
Auntie Vera?
Oh... Oh!
Oh, God! Ow!
God! Oh, God.
What's my mother
going to say?
I've disgraced
my whole family.
Oh, the hell you did!
Not funny! Okay? This is not
a funny moment in my life.
Oh, relax, Brantley.
Who's going to find out?
I'm home!
He's gonna find out.
That's who's gonna find out.
Don't worry!
He won't fire you.
There's no way I'm gonna get a
raise out of this.
Vera, what's the company
car doing in the driveway?
It broke down, darling. The driver
had to take the train back to town.
No, he didn't, darling. He's in
here having trouble with his fly.
Get back! Do you ever stop? No!
How am I gonna get home now, huh?
You wanna tell me that?
Maybe we'll just have to
keep you here and adopt you.
You're a riot, Vera.
Sh*t.
Please, Lord,
get me out of this.
I'll go all over the world telling
people not to screw the boss's wife.
What are you
doing in here?
Feeling romantic.
Oh.
What's for dinner?
Oh, Howard!
You really know how to sweep
a girl back onto her feet.
Go back!
Sit! Sit down!
You look like death on a cracker, man.
What happened to you?
I was chased by
a 200-pound dog
with a mouth
as big as my head.
And that was the best thing
that happened last night.
What was the worst thing?
I got laid.
I'm not sure you got your
priorities straight, Brantley.
Oh! Hold the elevator.
Good morning.
Hi.
The light
ls in my eyes
How can I see through
What do I hold on to
This time
I've got to find
Everything and more
'Cause that's what
I'm fighting for
We're entering
a sensitive zone.
The guy in that office,
he just got canned.
The mail room knew about it on Friday.
He just found out today.
Seems like the world
is upside down
Don't know where
I'm going to
But you know
I'm turning it all around
It's just something
I've got to do
No one knows
what I feel inside
Don't you know
that I just can't hide
I'm going to see that my
husband gives you a leg up.
No, thanks.
No.
No, I'm gonna make it
to the top on my own.
And if rules have to break
Whatever it takes
I know that it's my time
It seems like
the world is upside down
I might have to
break some rules
You know you've got to try
You know
I'll turn it all around
It's just something
I've got to do
It's something
I've got to do
Um... Hello.
Tucker, where the hell
have you been, huh?
We got a problem in
Midwest Distribution.
What are you
gonna do about it?
What's,uh.
What's the problem?
Our stock is down another
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