The Toy Page #3
- PG
- Year:
- 1982
- 102 min
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some starch and some meat.
In that order.
Not all the vegetables
at one time.
I hate liver.
I understand nothing but German.
I hate German.
Well, Eric,
it certainly is a pleasure
to have you.
Now, what do you want
to do first?
Six Flags? Delta Queen?
New Orleans?
You know, I have a new helicopter.
How's school?
How's your math?
How are the boys?
Eric.
Does Fancy have to come
to Six Flags with us?
Certainly not. Do you want
Barkley to take you?
I want you to take me.
Eric, I've got a surprise for you.
Your present's arrived. Ha-ha-ha.
FRULEIN:
Not until you finish your liver!
Now just a minute here!
Boys will be boys, God bless him.
[TOYS BEEPING]
Eric, come and finish your dinner.
Get me a hammer.
Not until you finish.
Get me a hammer.
If you don't come
and finish your dinner,
you will not open that
until tomorrow.
JACK:
Are you crazy?
[SCREAMING]
What's going on in here?
She won't help me open my present.
She won't give me a hammer.
What the hell is that?
JACK:
Help!Oof.
You said I could have anything.
JACK:
Help, please. I need air.
Schatzie, get a hammer.
JACK:
Can I have some air?Who are you?
JACK:
I'm the new part-time cleaning lady,
sir, at the store.
What are you doing in there?
JACK:
Your son came along
and asked them
to wrap me up,
which they did, in a box.
This box.
I hope you have
a good explanation for this.
You said anything in the store.
Well, he was in the store.
I get to open it. it's my present.
JACK:
What?
Hurry!
Please hurry.
[]
[GROANING]
Didn't I tell you to shave?
Sorry.
Sir.
Sorry, sir.
I mean, come here.
No way.
[FIRECRACKERS EXPLODING
AND JACK SCREAMS]
U.S.:
Now, wait a minute.
Let's not be too hasty.
I'll pay you on an hourly basis.
Sir?
All right, I'll pay you
on an hourly basis, sir.
No way.
Well, what sort of a position
are you looking for?
Slave sound too crass?
I'm serious.
I am too. I'm a journalist.
I've been trying to get a job
on your newspaper.
The only black people you hire
do windows, mop floors.
I don't like it. I tried it.
Believe me, I have dignity.
Take those firecrackers and...
Never mind.
That's not the way out.
Go get him, Daddy.
Wait a minute. What's your name?
Brown. Jack Brown.
I only have the boy
for one week a year.
Get better lawyers.
That's too long.
I love him.
Frankly, Scarlett, I don't give a damn.
He wants you to stay.
He wants to see if you can make me.
He's a manipulative bastard.
It's a power play.
You know, if you were
a little less hysterical,
you'd suggest I pay you
what I pay my reporters for a week.
Four hundred dollars.
For babysitting?
Step in my office.
[]
U.S.:
Isn't that a magnificent
arrangement of dominoes?
JACK:
Yes, sir. It's really something.
It took me over a month to set that up.
A month? Wow.
Yeah. it's rewarding.
Have a seat.
You know, Mr. Brown, I'm a man
that gets what he wants by patience.
Some people exercise
their tibiae, their fibulae...
I exercise my patience.
[LIGHTER CLICKING]
Patience.
There's no hole.
Just bite the end off.
And spit it in your hand.
Eric's not a bad boy.
High-spirited. I like that.
I like him.
You'll like him.
I want him to understand that money
means never saying you're sorry.
That's about the only thing
the kid does understand.
That's not an ashtray, you a**hole.
That's an ashtray.
Okay.
Ashtray.
What you're offering me
isn't a job. it's an insult.
And I'm insulted and I'm splitting.
All right, what do you need?
I need?
Ten thousand dollars.
Ten...
You're not a newspaperman.
You're a crook.
You asked me what I needed,
not what I'd settle for.
That's what I meant, of course.
Let's start at a thousand.
We'll work our way up.
A thousand is highway robbery.
I'd settle for 400
and a job on The Bugle.
There isn't any job on the paper.
A thousand five hundred.
That's a deal.
Two thousand.
Now, wait a minute.
We had a deal.
Two-five.
All right, but for that kind of money,
if Eric blows his nose,
you wipe it.
Three thousand.
Two-five.
Two-seven.
Two-five is my top.
Three thousand dollars.
I wonder if Eric knows what kind
of a bastard he's getting.
I may be a bastard, Mr. Bates,
but I...
[MOANING]
[GROWLING]
Aah! Ah. Oh.
I'm going to kill you!
Two-five is fine.
Two-five is excellent.
Are you at the store?
Well, where are you?
At U.S. Bates' house?
The U.S. Bates' house?
Clifford, hold it down.
I'm working for U.S. Bates.
"I'm working for U.S. Bates."
Not on the paper, no.
A toy?
I'm U.S. Bates' toy. I'm not stoned.
Let's play. Get off the phone!
No, he's not playing with me.
I'm his son's toy. Eric.
He's got a son and he hired me...
He's one of the nicest kids
I've ever met. He's really...
Play with me!
He's wonderful.
Ask me how much I'm making.
Get off the phone.
Get off the phone!
Ask me. Just ask.
Twenty-five hundred dollars a week!
Get off the phone!
Yes!
Say goodbye! Get off the phone!
Come on!
No, but he's a wonderful...
He's just wonderful.
You're paid to play, not to talk.
Just a minute. How old are you?
Nine.
You want to live to be 10? Do you?
Oh, hi.
Fancy.
Wait until I'm done, U.S.
I've got to talk to you.
But I'm busy.
What I have to tell you is important!
What am I supposed to do?
How do you turn off
this goddamn machine?
Oh. Oh, sugar. I like it like that.
Oh. Heh.
[GIGGLING]
Whee. That was fun.
Please. I have a headache.
I've got something to tell you.
Is it about the party? Everything's
arranged. it'll be beautiful.
It's about Eric.
Oh, God.
Has it been a year already?
I forgot it was his week.
What do I have to do with him?
Take him to Six Flags?
He, uh...
I wasn't aware that we sold them.
I wanted you to know,
so you wouldn't be frightened
if you saw him.
There's a real, live
black man in this house?
It's only for a week.
But why?
Heh. To play with, he says.
To aggravate you and me, I say.
Heaven forbid.
You just tell him no, you ass.
That's U.S., not "you ass."
Well, I'm just gonna
take a shower, U.S.
[]
[CHUCKLES]
ERIC:
Look out!
That's my bedroom over here.
What? Jeez.
[SPEAKS GERMAN]
I know nothing!
Oh, Eric!
[GASPS THEN SCREAMS]
This is fun, Jack.
JACK:
This is fun? Aah!Look out!
[JACK SCREAMING]
[GASPING]
I didn't figure your weight
in the turn. Great ride, though.
Are you all right, Master Bates?
Are you all right?
[GASPING]
Jesus Christ! Are you crazy?
What are you doing?
You're making faces.
Leave the kid alone.
[GRUNTING]
Here's a hat. Now put it on.
Let's go! Let's go!
Give him a ticket. Put it on.
I'm Eric Bates! Give him a ticket!
Go give him a ticket! Chop, chop!
What's going on?
What do you mean?
Is everybody like this?
Does this go on every day?
You're not allowed to talk.
He's clean!
I'm clean. Thank you.
That's more than the floor is.
Know what's on that floor?
No.
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