The Sex Monster Page #3
- R
- Year:
- 1999
- 97 min
- 223 Views
If it doesn't,
I'll do the dishes.
(doorbell chimes)
- Hi...!
- Hi, Didi.
- How are you?
- Good. Come on in.
You did these?
Yeah, I did.
God...
Laura, they're wonderful.
Thank you.
Do you like my perfume?
Roses.
Yeah.
Marty...?
Didi... it's great
that you finally came over,
because Laura's wanted to have you
for dinner for the longest time.
You know, I don't think we need
any more wine. Drunk...
- Drinks.
- Drinks...? Oh, drunk.
- Let's get drunk.
- Drunk, let's get drunk.
Hard drinks.
I got a big jug of rum,
- does that sound good?
- I love rum. Rum and coke.
I'm dangerous on rum and coke.
We have a winner.
It's rum and coke.
You hear that? She's dangerous
on rum and coke, this one.
- Is he always this funny?
- Not always.
Where you from, Dee?
Chicago or something?
- I'm from all over.
- All over? Wow.
Yep. I'm an Army brat.
An Army brat? That is intense.
Tell us about it.
I lived with my dad
until I was 14.
Then out of nowhere,
I met my mom and I lived with her...
until we decided
that we hated each other.
Then I hitchhiked around
a little while, until I was 17
and I met this woman
I lived with in Florida,
but... it didn't really work out,
because she was sorta
in love with me...
I guess, to be honest,
I just enjoyed f***ing her...
(crash)
Let me tell you this story...
This is so nice out here.
(reggae music plays softly)
Wow, Didi, you should be
a professional dancer.
She should.
Doesn't anybody
wanna dance with me?
All right, I'll dance.
Oh yeah... Oh, baby...
You're scaring me now.
Laura, come up here.
Look at this.
Laura, come dance with me.
Come on... come on.
Laura wanted to dance.
I wanna dance so bad...
(music continues)
Didi, just stay there. I need Marty
to help me with something...
Marty...!
What's up? Havin' fun?
- No, honey, no.
- Yes.
I think this might be a mistake.
We should call it a night.
Call it a night? No,
we don't wanna call it a night.
Are you kidding me?
We're havin' fun.
- We are?
- Yes. She's hot for you, this girl.
Oh, God. I know, I know...
Are you sure this is what
you really want?
Let me think for a millionth
of a second...
Yes. Are you kiddin'?
We're having fun.
We're having a good time.
- You okay?
- Just fill this up.
(Didi:
)Is it okay if I go swimming?
Yes... go swimming,
are you kidding?
Our poolo es su poolo.
(Didi:
)Laura, is he always so funny?
Ohh, yeah...
So we got...
- Are you coming in?
- Coming in...?
- Ohh...!
- Yeah.
I'm gonna get a swimsuit.
And so are you.
Come on.
We're gonna get a swimsuit...
and you...
just trawl around.
- Hello.
- Hello.
Hello.
Hey... hey...
hello.
Take you for a ride.
Can I borrow my wife?
(Didi:
)That looks like fun.
- I want one.
- Want a ride?
Okay, we'll give you a ride.
I'll put you up here.
You can nurse your drink...
We know what your
priorities are tonight.
Didi, you...
oh, Didi...!
(giggling)
Take me back to Laura.
I want one from Laura.
You want a ride from Laura?
What...?
Laura, what...?
Hey... what happened?
What happened down there, sweetie?
I don't know...
It just got too real or something.
I don't know. I felt stupid.
Hey... you're not stupid.
You're not.
I'm the stupid one.
This was a mistake.
This was a mistake. I'm sorry.
That's okay.
(knocking)
I'll send her home.
I'll say goodnight.
No, I'll talk to her.
Let me talk to her.
- Hey...
- Hi.
I'm sorry if I did anything
to make you feel badly.
You both made me
feel really comfortable,
and I haven't felt comfortable
around anyone for a long time.
God... you're just
so beautiful...
and great...
Should I go home?
Can I come in, then?
Yeah, you can come in.
(moaning and rattling)
and go get a drink?
(moaning continues)
Wow... that's what that flap is for.
I'll be back.
I'll go downstairs
and get a drink, okay?
Get a drink...
(moaning increases)
Murphy... can't tell Murphy.
Damn, damn...
(line ringing)
Hi.
You're not gonna believe this.
My wife, right now,
is upstairs - in my bedroom...
with little Didi...
the hottie at work...
and the two of them
are tearing into each other...
like there's no tomorrow...
Yeah, yeah, it gets better.
I'm up there.
I'm part of the package.
Yeah - no,
I'm just taking a break.
What...? No.
I don't wanna order a pizza.
I was just calling.
I had to tell someone.
(moaning continues)
Hey, you guys...
Marty's back.
Hey, honey...
Oh, sh*t. Damn.
Hey... Hi.
Hi.
- Bye.
- You leaving?
- Thanks.
- Thank you.
You too...
I mean, bye.
Thank you. See ya.
Bye.
Hey.
- How you doin'?
- Did you sleep well?
I did. How about you?
I had a good sleep.
I feel so rested.
You okay? Everything okay
with last night?
I'm okay. Are you okay?
Me? I'm very okay.
Especially if you're okay.
Oh, yeah, I am, I am.
You know what last night was?
I think it was educational.
Educational? I love to hear you
use the word educational.
That's great. You see?
You were worried.
And now, you're educated.
Oh, yeah.
Do you want some breakfast?
I'm going to have a giant breakfast.
So everything's okay, seriously?
No weirdness...
Oh, no, I'm cool.
Now I know what you mean by
the "home court advantage" thing.
Wow.
(Radio:
)Wow.
My scene is done actually
at my apartment.
- Your actual apartment?
- On my fire escape.
I have another scene,
a lesbian scene...
- Really?
- Which you will love.
Oh, I most certainly will.
- Girls.
- Have you been out to the site yet?
No, I have not been to the site.
Just want to know if you saw
the changes in the kitchen plan.
- No, I haven't seen them.
- I know what you're gonna say...
You're gonna say it costs too much.
I've been thinking about it...
and it ain't all about money.
You don't know
what I'm gonna say,
'cause that's not what I was
gonna say, 'cause you're right.
It ain't all about money.
What's your deal?
Fighting with your wife again?
She has burrowed her way
up inside my a**hole.
Being married is very tough.
Yes, but it's only as tough
as you make it.
It's only as tough as you make it.
Know why you guys
- You wanna know?
- Why?
- You're not shakin' it up.
- Excuse me?
That's all we're talking about here.
Shake it up.
- Shake it up?
- Yes. Shake it up.
You're the man.
That's your responsibility.
The women wanna be led.
They wanna be taught new tricks.
What the f***
are you talking about?
going home...
and you, going home...
and teaching your wife
a couple of new tricks.
You will find the picture
changes very quickly.
Shake it up, boys.
(doorbell rings)
- Who's that?
- I don't know.
Why don't you go see?
(doorbell rings)
- It's Didi.
- Didi?
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