Angels Sing

1

(ENGINE WHIRRING)

MICHAEL:
There you go.

Good, bring it down. Bring

it down, bring it down.

Whoo! Great! That was

the best one yet.

You know, I think you might

be getting as good as me.

You'll never be as good as me,

but you're getting there.

- You're getting close.

- DAVID:
I'm way better than you.

MICHAEL:
Perfect.

What...

(LAUGHS)

What, are you trying to take a

little bit off the top right here?

- DAVID:
Yeah, you need a haircut.

- MICHAEL:
Yeah.

- Yeah.

- DAVID:
Watch this. Ready?

MICHAEL:
Yeah, go.

- Nice! Nice!

- DAVID:
See? Ready? Wait, wait.

Upside down.

- Boom!

- MICHAEL:
Nice! Nice!

(LAUGHING) Oh, man,

that was great, huh?

DAVID:
Oh, yeah.

- MICHAEL:
Turbulence. Turbulence.

- (LAUGHS) No.

- MICHAEL:
Turbulence.

- DAVID:
Oh, no.

- MICHAEL:
Turbulence!

- DAVID:
(LAUGHING) No, no!

- MICHAEL:
Turbulence!

- DAVID:
Whoa. Ah!

- Where is it? (LAUGHS)

- Turbulence.

- It's over there. Where is it?

- (LAUGHING) No!

MICHAEL:
Okay, bring her in

for a landing, now, okay?

DAVID:
I got it.

MICHAEL:
Right,

nose down a little bit.

Oh, it's windy.

It's windy.

Can he do it? Can he do it?

Can he do it? Can he do...

Aw...(LAUGHS)

Oh! Whoo!

Yeah!

That is a dead stick,

my friend.

Absolutely perfect,

bring it right in to us.

Turn it, turn it,

turn it, turn it.

(ENGINE STOPS)

What? Boosh!

Unbelievable.

Who taught you how to

do that, I wonder?

DAVID:
I don't know.

I guess I... Instinct.

- Instinct?

- Instinct!

You know what you can do?

BOTH:
(IN MOCK NEW YORK

ACCENT) You can shut up!

(IN MOCK NEW YORK ACCENT)

You can shut up.

No, you can shut up!

I want a milkshake.

You're not getting one.

You're getting buttermilk.

DAVID:
Dude, did you

see that landing?

MICHAEL:
You get

warm buttermilk.

Thumbs out.

Big smiles.

This one's a looker.

- Hi

- Hi.

Sorry, y'all, I don't

usually pick up hitchhikers.

Especially people as

shady-looking as you are.

Well, if it's the little dude you're

worried about I can vouch for him.

Actually, you seem kind of

suspicious to me.

If he looks so shady, Mom,

why'd you marry?

I don't know.

I ask myself that every day!

All right, y'all ready

for some house-hunting?

Haven't we hunted

every house in the city?

Yeah, but we haven't

found one yet, Dad.

And our lease is about to be up

and we are gonna be out sleeping

under the Congress Avenue Bridge.

- That's awesome.

- Not awesome.

It is awesome.

No. MICHAEL:
Yes, it is.

It's closer to the University.

I can walk to school.

Yeah, I'd love to see

that happening!

(BOTH LAUGH)

I hope you

brought your checkbook

because this is the one!

- This is it, huh?

- Yeah!

Right, we haven't

heard that before.

Oh! Hurry, come on. Before

someone else snaps up this gem!

Oh, this one looks cute.

Ah!

Rosalba. It's not done.

Where are the walls?

Oh, but you said,

"open plan." Open plan.

No, no, no, no, we need, um...

- Walls?

- We need a house that's done.

Look. Walls! Uh?

Huh. Yeah.

But no windows, Rosalba.

Uh, it's like a dungeon.

I like this one.

Hmm? (LAUGHS)

Oh, yeah.

- Yeah, windows!

- Look at this, man.

That's good.

Light, natural light!

Yes! This is, this is

a lot more our speed.

- Rosalba, how much are we talking for this one?

- Uh-huh.

- Yeah?

- Oh.

(MUMBLING) Um...

This one is just a touch

above your price range.

- How much is a touch?

- Just a smidgen.

- Like, 20?

- Above a hair.

Forty? What?

- More than 40?

- Come on. Let's go.

- Rosalba!

- Come on, Rosalba.

Ay...

Did you find anything?

- No.

- Nothing we can afford?

Nothing we can afford.

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