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And I don't care what you call it! I'm not putting her away! | I'm sorry. |
I'm sorry. | You're sorry. Christ, eighty-eight doctors and all you can tell me is all of your bullshit... |
Hello? Yes this is Mrs. MacNeil. Operator you have got to be kidding I have been on this line for twenty minutes. Jesus Christ, can you believe this, he doesn't even call his daughter on her birthday for christ sake. | Maybe the circuit is busy? |
Maybe the circuit is busy? | Oh circuit my ass, he doesn't give a shit! |
Oh circuit my ass, he doesn't give a shit! | Why don't you let me? |
Hey, come on, I'm grown-up. What'd she say? I mean specifically, Doctor. | Well, specifically, Mrs. MacNeil, she advised me to keep my fingers away from her goddam cunt. |
Well, specifically, Mrs. MacNeil, she advised me to keep my fingers away from her goddam cunt. | She used those words? |
She used those words? | She used those words. Look, I doubt that she even understood what she was saying. |
She used those words. Look, I doubt that she even understood what she was saying. | Yeah, I guess. Maybe not. You don't think a psychiatrist-? |
Yeah, I guess. Maybe not. You don't think a psychiatrist-? | The best explanation is always the simplest one. Let's wait. Let's wait and see. In the meantime try not to worry. |
That's all the more reason to forget about exorcism. | Why, I don't understand? |
Why, I don't understand? | To begin with it could make things worse. |
To begin with it could make things worse. | But how? |
But how? | Well before the church approves an exorcism, it conducts an investigation to see if it's warranted. That takes time. In the meantime... |
Well before the church approves an exorcism, it conducts an investigation to see if it's warranted. That takes time. In the meantime... | You could do it yourself... |
You could do it yourself... | No I couldn't, I have to have church approval, and frankly, that's rarely given,- |
No I couldn't, I have to have church approval, and frankly, that's rarely given,- | Could you see her? |
Could you see her? | Yes I could, I could see her as a psychiatrist... |
Yes I could, I could see her as a psychiatrist... | Not a psychiatrist! She needs a priest! She's already seen every fucking psychiatrist in the world and they sent me to you, now you're gonna send me back to them! Jesus Christ, won't somebody help her! |
Not a psychiatrist! She needs a priest! She's already seen every fucking psychiatrist in the world and they sent me to you, now you're gonna send me back to them! Jesus Christ, won't somebody help her! | No, you don't understand. Your daughter- |
No, you don't understand. Your daughter- | Oh, will you help her! Just help her! |
And let my cry come unto thee. | The Lord be with you. |
The Lord be with you. | And also with you. |
And also with you. | Let us pray. Holy Lord, almighty Father, everlasting God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, who once and for all consigned that fallen tyrant to the flames of hell. Who sent your only begotten son into the world to crush that roaring lion. |
Stick your cock up her ass! You mother fucking, worthless cocksucker! | Be silent! |
Your mother sucks cocks in hell Karras, you faithless slime! | O'Lord hear my prey. |
What do you say we go for a walk, pal. | Get your hand off me. |
Get your hand off me. | Come on, friend. I can smell it on you. Get yourself a cup of coffee. You'll forget what you're angry about. |
Come on, friend. I can smell it on you. Get yourself a cup of coffee. You'll forget what you're angry about. | Go fuck yourself. |
Go fuck yourself. | You're a real tough guy when the ladies are around, aren't you, Ace? |
You're a real tough guy when the ladies are around, aren't you, Ace? | I don't see any ladies here. Except maybe you. |
Listen ... why don't you come out to the house this weekend. Say hello to the kids. They've grown. | I hate your kids, Frank. |
I hate your kids, Frank. | You're their uncle. |
You're their uncle. | Only by relation. Besides, they hate me, too. |
Only by relation. Besides, they hate me, too. | They don't. They're always asking about you. |
They don't. They're always asking about you. | They tried to electrocute me, Frank. |
They tried to electrocute me, Frank. | It was an accident. |
It was an accident. | It was no fucking accident, Frank. The little one ... |
It was no fucking accident, Frank. The little one ... | Cindy. |
Cindy. | She threw a goddamn radio into the bathtub. How do you explain that? |
She threw a goddamn radio into the bathtub. How do you explain that? | She didn't know what she was doing. You're too sensitive. |
She didn't know what she was doing. You're too sensitive. | You got weird kids, Frank. |
You got weird kids, Frank. | Look, I just thought if you came out you might see what you're missing. |
Charlie paid you off last night, didn't he? | I don't know what you mean. |
I don't know what you mean. | The hell you don't. |
The hell you don't. | I told you. Something came up. Some political dinner or something. |
I told you. Something came up. Some political dinner or something. | Bullshit. Fifteen years, Frank. No one paid us off. |
Bullshit. Fifteen years, Frank. No one paid us off. | It wasn't like that. |
It wasn't like that. | No? |
No? | No. |
No. | What was it like? |
What was it like? | Hey pal, I got a mortgage, all right? I got two kids. I got a wife. Besides, he made the deal. There's no shame in it. |
Hey pal, I got a mortgage, all right? I got two kids. I got a wife. Besides, he made the deal. There's no shame in it. | That how you see it? |
All right, all right. I'm a little tense. | You're a fucking alarm clock. |
You're a fucking alarm clock. | I just wish she'd get here, that's all. |
I just wish she'd get here, that's all. | She's here. |
Jack ... Jack ... You're acting like a kid. | No, that's your problem, Frank. You get around one of these assholes and you turn into a fucking three-year-old. |
No, that's your problem, Frank. You get around one of these assholes and you turn into a fucking three-year-old. | What's the matter with you? So the piano's a little out of tune. So what? |
What's the matter with you? So the piano's a little out of tune. So what? | Christ, can't you hear it? |
Christ, can't you hear it? | No! I never hear it! Maybe. Sometimes. I don't know. But I won't let it bother me. |
No! I never hear it! Maybe. Sometimes. I don't know. But I won't let it bother me. | Doesn't it matter to you? |
Doesn't it matter to you? | What matters to me is we've got the six easiest nights we've had in ten years. So 'Tie a Yellow Ribbon' sounds a little flat. So what? Nobody's gonna hear it, Jack. Nobody. So why should you care? |
What matters to me is we've got the six easiest nights we've had in ten years. So 'Tie a Yellow Ribbon' sounds a little flat. So what? Nobody's gonna hear it, Jack. Nobody. So why should you care? | Because I can hear it. |
Because I can hear it. | Well, then stuff cotton in your ears, because come six o'clock we're gonna walk into that dining room with smiles on. Understand, little brother? |
You haven't seen Susie, have you? | No. Why? |
No. Why? | Just wonder what she's up to. I never see her. Makes me nervous. |
Just wonder what she's up to. I never see her. Makes me nervous. | She's a big girl. |
She's a big girl. | Yeah, well, she's our girl now. I think we better keep an eye on her. There's trouble there. Hey, listen to this. Ethel and Bert Lane. Married seventy-five years. You believe that? |
Yeah, well, she's our girl now. I think we better keep an eye on her. There's trouble there. Hey, listen to this. Ethel and Bert Lane. Married seventy-five years. You believe that? | What the hell are these? |
What the hell are these? | Dedications. I came up with the idea on the road. See, every morning the maids drop one of these cards in each room. The guest fills out the card, leaves it at the front desk, and that night we play it. Daniels went crazy for the idea. And that's not all. Last night, after the nine o'clock, he corners me, right, a... |
What-are you? A fucking moron? It's three o'clock in the morning, Frank. Who's watching? Your wife? Maybe you can get us a gig playing Little Frank's birthday party. What do you think? | Look. I didn't know when we were going to be on until yesterday. What was I supposed to do? I had the pianos anyway. |
Look. I didn't know when we were going to be on until yesterday. What was I supposed to do? I had the pianos anyway. | Basketballs, Frank. You had us playing for basketballs. |
Basketballs, Frank. You had us playing for basketballs. | I'm sorry. I should've checked it out. I screwed up. But that doesn't mean you walk out in the middle of a gig. |
I'm sorry. I should've checked it out. I screwed up. But that doesn't mean you walk out in the middle of a gig. | What? |
What? | It wasn't professional, Jack. It was a stunt. A stupid-ass stunt. |
What's happening to you, Frank? You been kissing ass so long you're starting to like it? You let that guy turn us into clowns tonight. We were always small time, but we were never clowns, Frank. What's happened to your dignity? | Dignity? Who the hell are you to talk about dignity? |
Stay off it. | No, let's stay on it. I'm sick and tired of watching you make him up into some kinda god. For Christ sake, Jack, he died doing a stupid bullshit jig. He left a wife and two sons. He wasn't a hero. He was a fool. |
No, let's stay on it. I'm sick and tired of watching you make him up into some kinda god. For Christ sake, Jack, he died doing a stupid bullshit jig. He left a wife and two sons. He wasn't a hero. He was a fool. | You weren't there. |
You weren't there. | That's right. I wasn't there. I don't have the luxury of being a witness to tragedy. |
That's right. I wasn't there. I don't have the luxury of being a witness to tragedy. | Fuck you. |
Fuck you. | No, fuck you. And fuck him too. Fuck the both-of you. |
Fucking. She says fucking in front of an entire room of people. | I said I was sorry. |
I said I was sorry. | Did you hear it? |
Forget your tie, handsome ... Frank! | You want to tell me what the hell's going on? |
You want to tell me what the hell's going on? | Huh? |
Huh? | I just saw a man walk out of your room. |
I just saw a man walk out of your room. | Uh ... |
Uh ... | In case you've forgotten, we're being paid to be here. So it might be nice if you conducted yourself with a certain amount of decency. |
In case you've forgotten, we're being paid to be here. So it might be nice if you conducted yourself with a certain amount of decency. | Decency? Hey listen, pal ... |
Decency? Hey listen, pal ... | No. You listen. I had my doubts about you from the beginning |
I can't sing it anymore. | What? |
What? | That song. I can't sing it anymore. I'm gonna get sick. |
That song. I can't sing it anymore. I'm gonna get sick. | What're you talking about? They love it. |
What're you talking about? They love it. | I'm gonna throw up, Frank. I mean it. Let's drop it for the ten o'clock, okay? |
I'm gonna throw up, Frank. I mean it. Let's drop it for the ten o'clock, okay? | Susie. It's one more show. One more time. That's all. |
Susie. It's one more show. One more time. That's all. | And two more times tomorrow night, and two more times the next night, and the next night and the next night and the next night. Frank, I can't sing that fucking song anymore! |
Ah, you know. Howsa pooch? | Losing his teeth. |
Losing his teeth. | No shit. It's the goddamn water. Kill an ox. I buy bottled for my Danny. You can't trust the taps. |
No shit. It's the goddamn water. Kill an ox. I buy bottled for my Danny. You can't trust the taps. | Yeah. Jesus, you look like fucking royalty, Tommy. |
Fine work, Jon. | Yeah, real fine. Especially all the casualties. |
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