The Man with One Red Shoe Page #4
- PG
- Year:
- 1985
- 92 min
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filled to the breaking point
with personality conflicts.
His violin is a substitute
for severe anger and repression.
Sexual repression.
Yeah.
Yeah, you can see it in the eyes.
Hello?
Hello?!
Oh.
What the hell is that?
- The mike in the toilet is too loud.
- Turn it down.
If I do that, I'll have to lower all the others.
Why is he flushing the toilet? There's gotta be
a reason why he's flushing the toilet, Carson.
I'd say he's getting rid of evidence.
Clever.
OK, put a man in the sewer.
- Come on!
- Let's go!
- What am I looking for?
- Find out where the pipes lead.
He may be sending messages to someone.
- But why does it have to be me?
- Because that's a direct order, Stemple.
Go.
Ow!
All the alligator holes are marked.
All the what?!
Let's get outta here.
Who is it?
- What?! Who is it?!
- It's me!
"Me" who?
Richard, come on. It's me!
- Oh.
- Why did you avoid me at the airport?
Uh...
Hello, Paula. I, uh...
Paula, I'm glad... I'm glad you came by.
I think we need to have a little talk.
I wanna talk, too. After.
Here's the thing, Paula.
It's Morris. I can't do this to Morris.
All he cares about is his practical jokes.
I know, I know, I know, he's a percussionist.
But that doesn't mean he's not a nice guy.
He may be a nice guy,
but you are a terrific Tarzan.
Paula...
I don't wanna do Tarzan.
I'm doin' Jane.
- It's just Tarzan. What's the big deal?
- No.
Come on. I'll play all the other parts.
Sure. Are you gonna do Cheetah, too?
- If that's what it takes.
- Let me hear it.
I'm sorry, but I can't. I just can't.
- Why?
- Well...
I think it's because of Morris, Paula.
Remember Chicago?
Fate? Kismet?
No, I don't remember Chicago, Paula.
You got me drunk.
So that's your final answer, then?
Yeah... yeah.
Well, I can respect that.
I can't condone it, but...
No! Paula, will you...
Come on, listen to what...
Are you expecting someone?
Only your husband Morris,
to take me to a baseball game!
- Where's your purse?
- In the living room.
Yo, Richard! Come on, open up!
Morris, hold on... pal. I'll be done
in just a second - getting dressed.
- We gotta go!
- Yes. Go, go, go, go.
- Call me. Tuesday.
- Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Do you see what I see?
Wonder what goes on in there.
That's the trouble with surveillance -
you don't get to see nothin'.
- One. Two.
- What is... I should have known.
- Here, quick. Think fast.
- What is this?
It's a box of cigars. To make up for
all the stupid jokes I've been pulling.
- Thank you.
- It's all right. These are very good cigars.
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