The Babysitter Page #2
- R
- Year:
- 1995
- 90 min
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SO, UH...
ONE DATE.
THE...MORE IMPORTANT QUESTION IS, UH,
WHAT'S A GUY LIKE YOU DOING ALONE ON A FRIDAY NIGHT?
OH, COME ON!
I'M GOING TO TURN THIS OVER RIGHT NOW.
I DON'T KNOW IF YOU WANT TO TAKE ANY ADVICE FROM ME, MAN,
BUT MAYBE YOU SHOULD CALL HER.
[TELEPHONE RINGS]
[RING]
HELLO. TUCKER'S RESIDENCE.
TELL HER A GOOD THING LIKE HER HAS GOT TO BE PASSED AROUND.
HELLO?
HI.
WE SORT OF THOUGHT WE'D DROP BY--
NO, NO...
JACK AND I WERE JUST SAYING, YOU KNOW,
TWO'S COMPANY...
THREE'S AN ORGY.
HUH?
OH, YOU TILTED, MAN.
YEAH. GUESS SO, MAN.
F***ING BELIEVE THAT?
YOU KNOW WHAT, MARK? YOU'RE RIGHT.
I WOULDN'T TAKE ADVICE FROM SOMEBODY LIKE YOU.
SEE YA.
"ALAS, THE HEAVY DAY. WHY DO YOU WEEP?
"ALAS, THE HEAVY DAY. WHY DO YOU WEEP?
"AM I THE MOTIVE OF THESE TEARS, MILORD?
AM I...THE MOTIVE OF THESE TEARS, MILORD?"
HMM.
"OF HAPPILY YOU, MY FATHER, DO SUSPECT--
"OF HAPPILY YOU, MY FATHER, DO SUSPECT...
"AN INSTRUMENT OF THIS YOU'RE CALLING BACK.
LAY NOT BLAME ON ME IF YOU HAVE LOST HIM."
HEY, HEY, JACK.
WHAT?
WHEN I WENT OUT WITH HER. IT WAS LAST SUMMER.
YOU SAID YOU WANTED TO KNOW, RIGHT?
LISTEN, MARK,
IT'S BEEN GREAT HANGING OUT WITH YOU.
WHY DON'T YOU F*** OFF?
YOU KNOW, FOR OLD TIMES' SAKE.
OH, MAN!
"MARK, WHAT'S THE TIME?
"IT'S 6:
00.HEY, F*** YOU."
JESUS. YOU ASK ME A QUESTION, RIGHT, AND I'M ANSWERING.
YOU IN LOVE WITH THIS GIRL, HUH?
IS THAT IT?
THAT'S COOL.
IT'S HARD TO KNOW IF YOU REALLY LOVE A GIRL
UNLESS YOU'VE F***ED HER.
[SIREN]
SH*T. GO, GO, GO.
ARE YOU F***ING CRAZY?
OH, MAN,
I'M SORRY, MAN.
AM I THE GREATEST AT SAYING THE WRONG THING?
YEAH, YOU ARE.
THAT'S TWICE.
JACK, I'M SO SORRY.
I SHOULD JUST KEEP MY MOUTH SHUT.
LET'S SEE. WHAT DID I DO WITH THAT?
BAM.
OH, JACK, MAN,
COME ON.
THAT'S MY WAY OF SAYING I'M SORRY.
OF ENDLESS POSSIBILITIES.
HEY, MAN,
WHAT THE F***?
JACK...
ALL I SAID WAS YOU SHOULD CALL YOUR GIRLFRIEND.
WHAT, ARE YOU WORRIED ABOUT THE TUCKERS?
COME ON. THEY'RE ALREADY OVER AT MY HOUSE.
PARTY TIME.
[WHISTLING]
HONEY, COULD YOU PLEASE STOP WHISTLING THAT TUNE?
AND TRY NOT TO DRINK TOO MUCH TONIGHT, O.K.?
YEAH, YEAH, YEAH, YEAH, YEAH, YEAH.
YEAH.
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