She doesn't need nursing. She needs TLC.
What is that? A new drug?
Most scenes together: Bob Patchett & Mary Fisher (4), Ruth Patchett/Vesta Rose & Bob Patchett (3), Mary Fisher & Nicolette Patchett (2)
She doesn't need nursing. She needs TLC.
What is that? A new drug?
It's potage de cresson à la crème.
What's that?
It's French for dog puke.
I know what you've been doing! The vitamins! The workouts! It's against the rules! I'm going tor report you to Mrs. Trumper and then you'll be sorry!
I don't think so. I have been sorry my whole life and by the looks of it so have you, so you do whatever you want. It's a shame though, Hooper, I always thought women like us should stick together.
What's that in your hair?
Oh! It's a Gummy Bear! [eats it]
My daughter.
Oh, how nice!
She's a slut! Bitch keeps me in this dog pound while she lives the life of princess in her goddamn mansion.
That doesn't seem fair.
I ought to drop in on her one day. That'd scare the shit out of her!
Bob has had charges prepared against him for embezzlement. He and Mary are meeting with Larry, his attorney
Well Bob, this is serious. You are facing a fine of $200,000.
Mary Fisher{sotto}: Oh, we can afford that.
...and two to five years in state prison. Only two words can save you now.
Pay off?
No. Judge Phillips.
Judge Phillips?
We have drawn Judge Phillips and that is good news, very good news indeed. He was my dad's old golfing partner. Judge Phillips has earned a reputation of being, shall we say, considerate to white-collar criminals. We can say a computer bug somehow crept into your system and made errors in these accounts. I will be golfing with him this weekend so we can work out the plan. Besides, since a large part of the money was from Mary's account, it may work. After all, you would not steal from your woman, right?
Mary gives look to Bob as her lawyer unknowingly revealed Bob stole from her.
Are you sure this can work?
Hey, I do not get paid $350 an hour to give bad advice.
Bob and Mary depart lawyer's office. Larry gives himself a nervous look.
Ruth! What the hell are you doing?! Oh, please, don't start now. My folks will be here soon.
I'm not starting anything, I just wanted to weigh myself.
Yeah, no wonder you're upset.
Oh my God!
Herbie!
I'm gonna barf!
Ruth, what the hell is wrong with you?!
I'll go get a strainer.
Bob's father: Uh, if you were not in love with her why did you marry her, Bob?
She was pregnant; YOU MADE ME, DAD!
Bob's father: Oh, yeah, right.
Bob's mother: Well, marriage is never easy, son.
She was hard-working, loyal, honest…and eager to invest her money where it would do the most good.
"She entwined her limbs about him, as ivy might wrap itself around some massive pillar. When his love nectar was spent, they drifted into the bliss of sleep."
All these women needed was a little support and encouragement to turn their lives around. They would become my own personal army, ready for action when I needed them.
I would start an employment agency for the unloved and the unwanted. Women like Hooper whom the world had thrown away.
I don't even think you're a woman! You know what you are? You're a she-devil!
He held her body as he had for a millennium with an ease neither of them had ever, ever known. He reached for her [pauses trying to think of an appropriate word] ...nub. [she backspaces "nub" and tries again] Love... button!