
After Dark, My Sweet
- R
- Year:
- 1990
- 114 min
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I WONDER WHERE:
I'LL BE TOMORROW.
I WONDER WHY:
I DIDN'T STAY
AND A THOUSAND MILES
FROM HERE.
I WONDER WHETHER
I SHOULDN'T GO BACK.
THEY REALLY WEREN' DOING ME MUCH GOOD THERE.
TOO UNDERSTAFFED,
BUT THEY WERE:
NICE TO ME,
AND IF I HADN'T GOTTEN
SO DAMN RESTLESS,
IF THEY HADN'T MADE I SO EASY TO ESCAPE...
FROM THINGS:
FOR A LONG TIME,
EVER SINCE I COULDN' WALK AWAY FROM HIM.
AND GETTING ME:
IN THE CLINCHES.
AND I COULDN' WALK AWAY.
ALWAYS COMES BACK
THE SAME.
ABOVE THE ROAR:
OF THE CROWD.
THAT ONE:
WILDLY SHRIEKING VOICE.
HE'S PUNCHING
HIS BRAINS OUT.
IT'S MURDER.
IT'S MURDER.
PERSONALIZED.
THAT'S NICE.
VOLUME.
ICE COLD.
NICE CLEAN GLASS.
HERE ALL AROUND.
I CAN UNDERSTAND.
YOU'RE PROBABLY
A LITTLE TIRED.
HIYA, FAY.
RATHER WARM DAY.
REALLY DEVELOPS:
A PERSON'S THIRST,
DOESN'T IT?
HERE YOU GO, FAY.
JACK BILLINGSLEY.
AND, UM...
ANYWAYS,
I CAN FIX:
LOTS OF THINGS,
BUT, UH, CARS...
DARNED IF OLD:
CRAZY JACK WASN'T GONE
WHEN I GOT BACK.
WAS HE--
STARTED HIMSELF.
THAT'S WHAT HAPPENED.
NOW YOU'RE IN HERE
LOOKING FOR HIM:
WHILE HE'S OUT THERE
LOOKING FOR YOU.
YEAH.
OUGHT TO KNOW:
PROBABLY:
HAD AN ACCIDENT.
IN FACT, I THINK
WHAT?
UH-HUH.
HE AND A GIRL:
NAMED JILL.
DIDN'T YOU, BERT?
YEAH.
THEN THEY GO THEIR HEADS BUSTED.
WELL, I GUESS
I JUST DON'T REALLY
GET THE POINT.
OF YOUR HEAD?
MAYBE YOU'LL FEEL IT.
OK, MAC.
DISAPPEAR.
I HAVEN' DONE ANYTHING.
I'VE BEEN ACTING
ALL RIGHT.
BEAT IT.
FOR A FRIEND.
ALL RIGHT?
I'VE BEEN POLITE.
YOU KNOW?
LOOK,
I'M AN EX-SERVICEMAN.
FOR 1 1/2 YEARS.
HEY, HEY, HEY.
TAKE IT EASY.
ALL RIGHT.
HEY.
GET IN.
LOOK, IT'S ALL RIGHT.
BERT'S NOT GOING
TO MAKE TROUBLE.
YEAH?
HE'S NOT GOING
IT'S ALL RIGHT.
ANYWAY,
WE'RE NOT GOING
BACK THERE.
WITH ME.
HOME WITH YOU?
COME ON.
THERE'S A GOOD BOY.
ACTING SO FRIENDLY
ALL OF A SUDDEN.
ONE MINUTE,
SEEMED TO DEPEND
AND HOW SHE FEL DEPENDED ON HOW MUCH WINE
TICK, TICK, TICK, TICK,
TICK, TICK, TICK.
BY THE WAY,
I'M MRS. FAY ANDERSON.
MRS. FAY ANDERSON.
I'M HAPPY
TO MEET YOU.
IT'S A UNIQUE
PRIVILEGE:
TO MEET A MAN:
WITHOUT A NAME.
EXCUSE ME.
I'M, UH, KEVIN COLLINS.
NO.
NOTTHE:
KEVIN COLLINS.
YEAH,
IT'S YOUR STORY,
ACTUALLY,
I WAS WONDERING:
ABOUT MR. ANDERSON.
HE'S DEAD, KEVIN.
GONE TO HELL.
COLLINS.
COLLINS.
COLLIE.
COLLIE?
ALL RIGHT.
CALL ME COLLIE.
THAT'S BECAUSE
STUPID AND SHAGGY
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