Impulse Page #3
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- Year:
- 1984
- 91 min
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You pig! You pig!
That's my parking place!
God, I think I took her spot.
Hey, I'm sorry. I'll move out.
Hey, relax! Just relax!
-I said I'd move!
-Look out!
Move!
Lucky it's no more
than a concussion.
How did it happen?
It was unbelievable. She just...
she kept ramming into us.
Think this could be a variant
of Tourette's syndrome?
I doubt it.
The development's way too fast.
No, thank you.
There's no facial twitching...
and as far as we know,
no genetic history.
What are you talking about?
That this could be
some kind of a disease.
It's as if the censor
in people has disappeared...
so they're acting on
any urge that comes along...
instead of censoring out
the unacceptable ones.
You ever get mad when
someone took your parking place?
Well, sure,
but I don't go around sma...
But that's crazy.
That's just crazy.
There's one thing
to be said for all this.
besides shuffling bedpans.
There's something wrong
with the phones.
I've been getting busy signals
all morning.
The door's locked. It doesn't
look like there's anybody here.
Well, that's strange.
It's Emmy Jones' shift.
She hasn't missed a day
in thirty years.
Watch out.
The main line must be down.
What the hell's going on?
Won't find anything wrong
with this water.
I'd let my three-year-old
daughter drink it.
You don't mind
if I test it anyway, do you?
Help yourself.
I told you. I'd let
my three-year-old drink it.
Something wrong, Margaret?
What did you say, Margaret?
No.
I couldn't quite hear you.
Dr. Carr.
Right away.
-Hi, Shawn. Where's your mom?
-Out.
Her car's in the garage, Shawn.
You don't fool me.
Why aren't you in school?
Margo?
Upstairs!
I brought you some candy.
Sure. Thanks.
Now, hold still.
Put your finger there.
Not you, Jennifer.
-What happened?
-Jimmy sprained his wrist.
Broke it.
It's sprained. I told you.
Now take a hike.
It's been a bad morning.
-I got to do the kids' rooms.
-You OK?
Of course I'm OK.
Why wouldn't I be OK?
You left last night without
saying anything, and we were...
I'm fine.
God damn it, no.
-Shawn! Shawn!
-What?
I told you
to clean up your room!
I wish
Is that unreasonable?
Is that asking too much?
I want to talk to you.
If it's bad news,
I don't want to hear it.
I've got enough problems
with Jimmy's broken wrist.
Well, he did sprain it.
-That's what I said.
-No, you said...
What are you asking me
about his wrist for?
What difference does it make?
Margo, please, calm down.
Let's talk, OK?
Well, then
what'd you start for?
You're the one that started
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