Serial Mom Page #3
- R
- Year:
- 1994
- 95 min
- 233 Views
of the hit-and-run vehicle...
ran down the teacher
in cold blood.
- Did you hear?
- What happened?
This is so cool.
It's just like a horror movie.
It's on. I'll call you back.
Mr. Paul Stubbins was
38 years old.
Whoever did this
should get the death penalty.
So far only one eyewitness
has surfaced.
Young lady, what did you see?
- It was a blue car.
- That's Lu-Ann Hodges.
- She's a stoner!
- A what?
A pothead.
A blue station wagon.
That's like your car, Beverly!
I'm not that bad a driver!
It was sickenin', man!
It flattened Mr. Stubbins
just like a pancake.
- God, man, puke time, man!
- Look at her hair.
Turn it off, honey.
Can't believe
Mr. Stubbins is dead.
You said you hated him.
He was an a**hole,
but he didn't deserve to die.
I can't stop thinking
about that poor teacher.
Good night, honey.
Don't read too late.
We've got a big day
with the birds tomorrow.
I've identified
every little birdie...
we're gonna see tomorrow.
Night, honey.
Don't I get
a good-night kiss?
I thought with all the sadness
you wouldn't want to-
We have to concentrate
on life, Eugene.
It's all right with me.
You want to, honey?
- You think the kids are awake?
- We could be very quiet.
I love that you're my wife.
You're not so bad yourself,
cuckoo bird.
You bring me such peace.
Don't wake the kids!
Honey, you're hot tonight!
Be quiet!
Honey, I'm ready...
now!
There's Dee Dee.
She's my favorite starling.
She's here every morning
for breakfast.
Well, honey, starlings are originally
from Europe. you know.
No wonder Dee Dee's hungry.
It's a long journey
all the way here to Baltimore.
It's Ralph Sterner.
I've got a dental emergency here.
This goddamn tooth
is killing me.
Mr. Sterner,
if you'll just call my office...
I'm sure we can see you
on Monday.
Monday?
This is Betty Sterner.
He'll die by Monday!
The roots are infected.
All right. Ten o'clock.
I'm sorry, honey.
But the birds will still be there
next week.
It's okay.
I understand.
I'll go fix breakfast.
God!
Mom, what's the matter?
It's just time to get up,
that's all.
Don't want you to be late
for work.
You scared me.
Honey, what's wrong?
I'm stood up.
I'll kill that bastard!
I mean it. He should be dead,
that lousy creep.
He told me he'd be here.
I'll kill him.
Don't use words
unless you mean them, honey.
- It's him!
- No, it's the police.
Morning, officers.
Good morning, Mrs. Sutphin.
Hi, Detective Pike.
Morning.
I presume you know about the death
of Mr. Stubbins.
A fine man. A good teacher.
Contusions, fractures,
rupture of numerous vital organs.
What a mess.
No, honey, that's Scotty.
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