Tuff Turf Page #5
- R
- Year:
- 1985
- 112 min
- 323 Views
[ Scoffs ]
Look, we don't do it...
until I say it's okay,
remember ?
Now's not okay,
all right ?
Okay.
What ?
What are you doing ?
Not now.
[ Exasperated Sigh ]
dd[ Rock ]
Hey, turn it up !
[ Chattering, Laughter ]
That's a classic tune, huh ?
dd[ Continues ]
dd[ Stops ]
What's up,maricon ?
Hey.
[ Keys Jingling ]
Oh. Come on.
All right.
Come on,maricon.
Show us you're a man.
Stay down, man.
All right. All right.
All right.
All right, man.
All right.
Okay. Come on.
Whoo.
Nasty.
I don't know.
I thought you were
a smart guy.
[ Sighs ]
[ Groaning ]
That... is for
being stupid...
and messing around
with my property.
Let's go.
[ Groaning ]
Hi.
Hi. Oh, you have
some more of that ?
No, that's it.
Nice try.
How's it going ?
Oh, it's not bad.
Actually, California
real estate laws...
are remarkably similar
to Connecticut's.
Good.
I don't think the test
is going to be any problem.
Morgan home yet ?
Haven't seen him.
He's probably out
with his friends.
[ Door Opens ]
Morgan ?
Morgan !
I'll check on him.
Good God.
Are you all right ?
Yes, I'm all right.
What happened ?
Same thing
that always happens.
I screwed up.
[ Sighs ]
Look, Morgan.
I know that this move
has been difficult for you.
It hasn't been easy
for any of us.
I'd like to think that
if you're having problems,
you'd come and talk
to me about it.
And say what, Dad ?
The prodigal son's
He can't cut it,
rich or poor.
Come on, Dad. You know,
we've been through this.
I'm not Brian.
I can't live my life
like that.
All right. Knock it off !
Just-- Just cut out
that self-pitying crap.
I don't want you to be Brian.
I want you to be you.
All right.
So you screwed up.
So what ? I expect you
to make mistakes.
That's what life's all about,
for God's sakes.
How else are you
gonna learn who you are
and what you believe in ?
What do I do right now ?
Right now you do
Do whatever it is you--
that you know is right,
that you believe in.
That's all.
And feel good about it.
Look, son.
Life isn't a problem
to be solved. It's
a mystery to be lived.
So live it.
You're a good man.
You are, you know.
Give yourself a break.
Take it easy on yourself.
We're gonna eat
in about a half hour
if you wanna come down.
Where's Morgan ?
He's lying down.
What's the matter ?
Nothing he can't handle.
What's for dinner ?
New England clam chowder.
Fabulous, fabulous.
And you ?
Oh, wonderful, darling.
No, really, I'd love to make it
for some lobster tonight,
but we've been having so much
of it at home that I'm afraid
it's coming out of our ears.
What's a girl to do ?
Looks like I died.
Definitely not.
Frankie ?
Nick's on his way over.
Thanks.
No, probably
never get laid anyway.
]
dd[ Rock
Oh, no !
Morgan !
dd[ Rock ]
Hello, Frankie.
Turn it off !
Turn it off ? You can't
just turn this off.
Listen to it.
You might just like it.
Please turn it off.
Frankie, I thought
you wanted more.
This isn't exactly
what I had it mind.
dd[ Off ]
Morgan,
what are you doing ?
Morgan.
What are you doing ?
Climbing up the stairs.
Please don't.
Why not ?
After the locker room today--
Oh, my God.
Wounds of love, Frankie.
Gimme a break.
I am.
Morgan, I'm serious.
Frankie,
what's so unreasonable
about knowing me ?
Nothing.
And everything. Morgan,
look, you gotta go, okay ?
Well, I don't wanna go
till you explain to me.
I'm here and you're there.
We don't fit.
You know, all I'm asking for
is a shot, Frankie.
It's not going to
change anything.
It could.
It could. A chance
is worth everything.
Frankie, get out here !
Now do you see why
you have to go ?
Frankie !
I'm coming !
Come to my house for dinner
tomorrow night.
No way !
Hey, Frankie !
Forget it.
Want me to get that ?
All right.
Come on !
I'm coming.
I'll be there.
It's for you.
Read it, really. Read it.
Now go, Morgan !
Go ! Get out of here !
[ Knocking At Door ]
I'm coming ! God.
Come on !
What are you doing in here ?
Nothing !
Can't a girl have
any privacy around here ?
Yeah, but not when
we wanna celebrate.
Celebrate ?
That's right.
asked for my baby's hand.
You gonna open that ?
What ?
Yep.
Can you believe this ?
And he said yes.
I'm so happy, sweetheart.
How do you open this stuff ?
I only wish Mama were here
to celebrate with us.
[ Cork Pops ]
[ Laughs ]
[ Nick ]
There we go.
Morgan ! Morgan !
Wait up !
Hey, Jimmy !
Isn't it great ?
You did all the work
yourself ?
Yeah, just about.
It's tremendous !
Yeah. It's got
your name on it.
It's really great.
It's yours.
Consolation prize.
Consolation ?
Consolation for what ?
I love this guy !
Good attitude, man.
Hell, they're not going
to get married till after
graduation anyway, right ?
- Check it out.
- What are you talking about ?
Nick's marrying Frankie.
Isn't that what we're
talking about ?
I can't believe it.
Where are you going ?
Morgan !
Hey, you on the bike, hey !
[ Boy ]
Go get him, copper !
So, are you
gonna get a ring ?
If you do,
get it at Woolworth's.
Susie Ristelli got hers there.
It almost looks like
the real thing.
I saw it.
It really does.
It's amazing.
I wanna get one.
Frankie, I just heard--
I wanna talk to you.
He's crazy.
Wow. Total romance.
I thought you were coming
for dinner tonight.
I am !
Frankie.
When, Frankie ?
After the wedding ?
Come on.
You don't have to be
a piece of his turf.
Look. I'm not his.
I can make my own choices,
Morgan. I'll be there.
Go easy on him tonight, Page.
This means a lot to him.
Mm-hmm.
So did that girl he brought home
for Easter last year, remember ?
She was so stoned, all she could
do was look at the peas and say,
"Wow, they're so green."
She was kinda cute.
No, really,
this is different.
He's really trying.
So am I.
I'll get it.
C-Come on in.
Come on in.
Oh, I, uh,
I brought your book.
How'd you like it ?
It was good.
A little crazy.
I never met anybody
that felt things that way.
Yeah.
Well, are we gonna
stand here all night ?
Thank you.
[ Sighs ]
dd[ Soft Music ]
Oh, thank you.
You know, I think you would have
really enjoyed spending time
with us in Connecticut, Frankie.
There was always
so much to do.
Our house was
right on the Sound.
Skiing, boating.
Morgan was quite
a good yachtsman
in his own way.
[ Chuckles ]
You were.
Don't you think he was
better than Brian, David ?
Mm.
I think so.
If only he would put
a little heart into it.
Of course, none of that
matters very much now.
I mean, since we've moved.
[ Chuckles ]
[ Chuckles ]
What a pretty picture.
What's with Frankie, man ?
Get outta here.
What ?
Get outta here,
I said, Eddie.
Get outta here.
You lived in the Los Angeles
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