Very Bad Things Page #16
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- Year:
- 1998
- 100 min
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MICHAEL:
Right.
MOORE:
That's right.
As the little kids put their lips up to the windows, making
funny faces,
BOYD:
You're goddamn right. Adam?
Adam is silent, watching the beautiful chaos that is his
family.
ADAM:
(reluctant)
Right.
EXT. SUBURBAN
As the guys get out and are mauled by the hyper kids and
Lois and Liz.
LOIS:
(with camera)
Group shot. Here we go boys! Yes
sir, compare and contrast time!
She starts herding the boys into a group pose.
LOIS:
Feeling a little HUNGOVER are we? Do
you kids take note?
(taking pictures)
See how pathetic Daddy and his jackass
friends look?!
Fisher makes eye contact with Liz.
LIZ:
What's the word on the chairs?
FISHER:
I'm working on it.
LIZ:
Then you'd better work on it in the
car. We gotta go see the Judge.
INT. JUDGE'S OFFICE
ON JUDGE LAUREL TOWER.
JUDGE TOWER:
We don't say "love, honor and obey"
anymore. And we don't say "till death
do us part." Today we say, "respect,
honor and cherish, as long as you
both do love." How does that sound?
LIZ:
I kind of like "till death do us
part." I mean, this is forever. In
sickness and in health, through good
times and bad. Honey, what do you
think?
Liz looks at Fisher who is a nuclear wreck, barely coherent.
FISHER:
Yea... It's great... seems like... I
don't know you've got all the
important stuff in there.
JUDGE TOWER:
All right then. It's refreshing to
see two young people not afraid of
real commitment. Will you have friends
or family saying words -- singing or
anything?
FISHER:
(beat)
Are we supposed to?
JUDGE TOWER:
It's not a question of supposed to,
it's an entirely personal decision...
Some do some don't.
LIZ:
We don't think so. I mean, we just
want the singing when I come out.
JUDGE TOWER:
Okay great. What will that be?
LIZ:
We're just going to have the leader
of the band sing alone with his
guitar. Acoustic.
JUDGE TOWER:
What song?
LIZ:
"You Send Me."
JUDGE TOWER:
Oh I know that. How does it go...
LIZ:
You know,
(talks it)
Darling you... you send me... Darling
you... You mend me.
(to Fisher)
Honey, sing it for Judge Tower.
In lieu of an anxiety attack, Fisher...
FISHER:
(sings)
"Darli...ing you, ewe ewe ewe, send
me, Darli...ing you, ewe ewe ewe,
mend me.
LIZ:
"At first I thought it was
infatuation... But oh it's lasted so
long..."
FISHER & LIZ
"Now I find myself wanting to marry
you, marry you and take you home..."
Judge Tower joins in and the three squeak out the chorus and
it's pretty pathetic.
MUSIC OVER:
INT. TUXEDO RENTAL STORE
The guys are being fitted for their wedding tuxes.
Lois takes pictures of the five groomsmen.
Liz closely watches as the TAILOR makes adjustments to
Fisher's tux.
Adam looks sick.
EXT. SANTA MONICA PIER - SUNSET
Fisher and his dad walk along the pier eating hot dogs. A
father and son moment.
MR. FISHER
I wanted to just take this final
opportunity to visit with you. You
know, just to be with you, father
and son, before you run off and do
your own husband, daddy thing.
(starts to choke-up)
I'm just so goddamn proud of you...
God knows I didn't always play it
right with you...
FISHER:
You did all right dad.
MR. FISHER
I could have done it better. I'm a
f***ing ball-buster I am.
FISHER:
You never walked away dad. You could
have walked away.
MR. FISHER
I'm just so scared of that song.
That f***ing, "My son just arrived
the other day... he says thanks for
the ball, come on let's play. I got
lots of bills come again next day.
He's grown up just like me... My boy
is just like me." Gordon f***ing
Lightfoot, Cat Stevens, whoever,
that song just f***ing kills me.
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