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Twogether Page #5
- R
- Year:
- 1992
- 120 min
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has it?
May we come in?
Um, I'm really kinda
busy right now--
Oh, please--
[sighs]
Uh...
Yeah, yeah, sure.
What the hell?
You just come on in
and I'll have--
I'll have the staff put
together
Brandon, please come in.
Brandon, please!
Jennifer barfed up
all over herself.
Oh, look!
[baby screaming]
I'll guess I'll let you folks
get
back whatever you--
Uh, we can,
we can finish this later.
Tell me, uh, that's not him.
Who, Oscar?
That person, he's...
He's not your, uh...
Yes, mother, he is.
He's our friend.
He lives here with us.
Tricia, let's leave.
But he's not your husband.
He's not the father
of the baby, is he?
No.
Not that that's any
of your business.
Thank God!
This is Jennifer!
Jennifer, this is
your grandmother
and your grandfather.
They have come here,
no doubt,
to make sure that we have
not deviated too far
from the norm, God forbid.
Where's your husband?
My husband and I
are divorced!
We got pregnant, in fact,
celebrating our divorce!
I'm leaving,
even if you're not.
[sighs]
That's right, Bobby, just
leave!
You always were more
remarkable for the things
that you didn't say and do,
than the things that
you f***ing did!
Your life is an affront to us!
An offense!
I needed...
to come here to see
how you were doing.
This is not the way
you were raised!
See how I
was doing, mother?
Glad to see me?
You're punishing us!
I'm not going to allow
it to happen!
Then just leave!
They have this thing
about males, you know?
It's something tribal.
And girls, aren't valued
as much.
You know?
So my having a daughter
about how useless...
I really am.
Any dinosaurs in
your neighborhood?
They can't hurt me anymore.
I know, I can tell.
I've never come here before.
So much was left
unfinished, um...
We were separated
by only a year, and...
We were extremely close.
They gave him everything.
They gave him...
every opportunity and...
He was looked at from
the beginning as being...
the obvious successor.
And was looked at from the
beginning as being...
gifted and talented and...
And I was being groomed
to be a lady and a wife,
you know?
And any talents that I had
for original thinking
or leadership were just,
you know,
poopooed or discouraged.
And uh...
They pushed him,
they pushed him so hard that
he never even made it
through his senior year.
senior year in college.
Oh, Timmy!
Oh God!
Timmy!
God!
[sobbing]
I'm so sorry!
I'm so sorry for wishing
that you weren't there!
I just thought that if
you weren't there,
if you weren't around, that...
That they'd finally see me.
That they'd...
on me, but...
But...
I wouldn't win that
competition with you.
Even after you died,
I couldn't.
I couldn't.
I don't want you
to see me like this!
Come on, honey.
- No!
Your baby needs you.
- No!
No!
Okay, okay, okay.
Okay.
Okay.
[synth-pop ]
[laughing]
What do you want?
We got lucky with her.
Are you a sicko?
Who are you?
[echoed]
Can you...
[reverberated stomping]
I knew he would tell you.
In fact, I wanted him
to tell you.
Why, I mean...
What did it matter if I knew
the paintings sold
or they didn't sell?
I mean, why
the f***ing game?!
Why not, it got you excited,
didn't it?
That's important.
That's bullshit!
You know, you're a sick,
manipulating motherf***er!
We can settle this problem
easily, you know?
this up, if you are.
What's that?!
- Our contract.
Listen, you f***!
You're gonna sell my stuff,
and you're gonna
sell a lot of it!
I've had to borrow money
from Allison and everybody
for everything,
including the kid!
And that's over,
do you understand?!
Then give me the nude.
I can sell the nude.
Ed Morley from Greenscene
called again.
He's still very interested
in getting you involved
with them.
Yeah?
What'd you tell 'em?
I told 'em I'd
mention it to you.
Sounds good.
Good?
What does that mean?
I don't know...
It means...
good.
Well terrific!
Why don't you uh...
try and figure it out.
And when you do,
you'll like,
break it down
to me in English.
And I'll call 'em back, okay?
Sounds good!
I look out here
at this world...
Our world...
And I can see two things...
One is, bad.
It's rotted, it's decayed.
Dying.
And the other,
the other possessing
enormous potential
for renewal.
Life.
And the thing...
that separates
these two realities,
is mingled with,
and indistinguishable
from everything,
It's you...
and it's me.
And it's nothing more
powerful or...
fragile than the glimmer
of reason.
The presence of hope.
The blessing of thought.
[German accent]
That's it, Wolfgang!
Time time call it a nacht!
You f***ing call me
Wolfgang.
It's the only way I know
to get you outta here!
Come on, it's close-up time!
Nobody calls me Wolfgang,
except my mother.
You f***ing hear me?!
Yeah, I f***ing hear ya!
Go home!
[waves crashing]
[John singing]
My girl!
[Allison whispering]
Be quiet.
[John]
Oh God.
[birds chirping]
How 'bout a little cum
to start off the new day?
I don't cum.
What?
I never cum.
You mean with other men?
No, what I mean is...
Never.
But you came with me.
Well, tell me you came
when I f***ed you!
God dammit, tell me!
Why?!
Because it was
important to you.
Wouldn't it make you feel
more like a woman?
More whole?
I don't know.
[John sighs]
Well, what do you need?
Hmm?
I can do it.
- I don't know.
Why not?
I don't wanna talk.
Why not?
- I don't want to!
Well, which is it?!
Both.
It's...important...
to me.
- You're hurting me!
Just--
I don't want this!
Just let me go, please!
Just let me go!
How could you lie to me?
I didn't!
I swear to God, I just--
I lied myself!
You had nothing to do with it.
Oh God, help me!
[baby cooing]
[Paul on radio]
And in a related story,
it may come as no surprise
to anyone out there,
that the latest findings
indicate that crime--
[car horn blaring]
I got your message, Donald.
So, you're back?
Ah yeah,
that was a good one.
I think that will do.
I'd hate to spill
this champagne,
it would be really...
[radio interviewer]
Tell me about your work.
[John]
It allows me
to express myself.
It might possibly
bring me mortality.
[interviewer]
Is that important?
[John]
It is.
If what you leave is accurate
and can reflect the world
that you filled.
Can tell if it's good and bad.
And maybe suggest
where it went wrong,
how it did itself in.
And how everyone
let it happen.
Hey crazy, let go of my nose.
[toy playing
"Frre Jacques" ]
[whispering]
I'm gonna get you...
[baby crying]
Come on, come on.
[banging on door]
Just a little minute!
[banging continues]
Just a little minute.
I got it, man!
I got the permit!
Yeah!
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