Throw Momma from the Train Page #2
- PG-13
- Year:
- 1987
- 88 min
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- Oh, God.
- You dropped it.
- Oh. How'd that get in there?
It got wet. I was afraid it would be ruined.
Thanks.
- Hi. I'm Owen.
- I know.
Why didn't you read my story in class?
- Your story?
- Yeah. Murder at my Friend Harry's.
Why didn't you read it?
- I did.
- You did? What'd you think of it?
It's raining, Irwin.
Can't we discuss it tomorrow?
Owen. Didn't you like it?
- Well... no. No, I didn't.
- Why not?
It was a murder mystery...
.. that, by the way, was no big trick
in finding the murderer.
- What gave it away?
- You only had two characters,...
.. one of which was dead on page two!
Well, one guy killed the other guy.
- It wasn't motivated!
- Sure it was.
A guy in a hat killed
the other guy in a hat.
I have to go now, Owen.
Thanks.
- (bleep)
- Hi, Beth. It's me. It's, uh... 10.30...
.. and I did it again. I'm sorry.
It's just that... Margaret was on the...
Oy, there I go again. It's...
I'll... Look, I'm sorry. That's all. Bye.
(tuts)
So Margaret's a big star. That's life.
This is life, too.
That goes on, this goes on.
Hm.
The night was hot.
Wait, no. The night... The night was...
.. humid! The night was humid.
No, wait. Hot. Hot! The night was hot.
The night was hot and wet. Wet and hot.
The night was wet and hot... hot and wet...
That's humid. The night was humid.
Maybe the night isn't humid.
Maybe... the night isn't humid.
Maybe it was humid in the morning and
at night it was cold. That gives you fog.
Ha! The night was foggy.
The night... The night was...
The night was...
The night... The night was dry,
yet it was raining.
The... The... The...
The streets were wet,...
.. but the night... was as bright...
.. as... the...
.. earrings in Margaret Donner's ears!
My God! I'm goin' outta my mind!
F*** it!
The... night... was... humid!
That's it and that's all.
(grunts)
Stop it, dammit!
I got a wax ball in my ear. Get it out.
- Momma!
- You were writing to her, weren't you?
Don't start that again, Momma.
And don't hit me!
- You love her.
- There's no "her", Momma.
- You were writing a letter.
- I'm writin' a story for class, Momma.
- I take a class. I take a nice class.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah.
- And I'm gonna be a writer some day.
- You know how that typing upsets me.
I'm sorry, Momma. A writer writes.
You're gonna be nothing.
You're gonna be nothing.
You'll never get to first base.
All you do is type, type, type, type, type!
like a fat little pigeon.
You won't ever hear it again, Momma.
I promise.
Aarrghhh!
- Momma...
- I think you got it, sonny.
I don't know what I'd do
without you, Owen baby.
- I know, Momma.
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