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Nikki:
[after having scoped out the club and giving the audience the scoop on all the fine young things he spies that he's already slept with]
But tonight I'm not looking for the tight skin of a 20-year old. I'm in need of assiduation and that changes the game. [He spies Samantha] Nikki:
Ah... here we go. The jacket's Dolce, the jeans are by Helmut Lang and the complexion comes from a strict regimen of facials. I'm guessing she drives a Mercedes. By the way, there's only one pick-up line. Everything else is cheese. [Following her and not longer speak to the audience] Nikki:
Hi. What's your name? Samantha:
[Continuing to walk towards the door]
Samantha. Nikki:
Hi, Samantha. I'm Nikki. Samantha:
[Flattered, but shaking her head]
I'm leaving. Nikki:
Really? Why? Samantha:
It's late. Nikki:
You're right. We should get going. So wait a second. You had dinner here? What'd you have? Samantha:
I had a salad. Nikki:
What kind of salad? Samantha:
A Greek salad. Nikki:
You had a Greek salad at a French restaurant? I like that. Oh. Valet, huh? I bet you're a bad driver. You want me to drive? I'll flip you for it. Here. Heads, I drive; tails, you drive. There it is. Samantha:
It's tails. You flipped it. Nikki:
Well, you always flip it. Don't be a sore loser. Samantha:
Look, you're cute and everything, but you're not coming home with me. Thank you. [She gives her ticket to the valet attendant as they reach the sidewalk outside] Nikki:
You're gonna have to do better than that. "You're cute and everything"? What's is that? Samantha:
I was trying not to be rude. Nikki:
You're far from rude. Samantha:
Awww. Nikki:
I'll help you out. Tell me you're married. Samantha:
I am not married. That would be a lie. Nikki:
You're not. Tell me that you're madly in love with someone. Samantha:
That would also be a lie. Nikki:
Mm-hmm. Then tell me why I can't come home with you? Nikki:
[She laughs and he then the bends in for a kiss which she accepts. We see the valet bringing her car up. Cut to the two of them in her car. He the speaks to the audience again]
Roll the windows down, turn the music up and make an ass of yourself. It puts them at ease
[after having scoped out the club and giving the audience the scoop on all the fine young things he spies that he's already slept with]
But tonight I'm not looking for the tight skin of a 20-year old. I'm in need of assiduation and that changes the game. [He spies Samantha] Nikki:
Ah... here we go. The jacket's Dolce, the jeans are by Helmut Lang and the complexion comes from a strict regimen of facials. I'm guessing she drives a Mercedes. By the way, there's only one pick-up line. Everything else is cheese. [Following her and not longer speak to the audience] Nikki:
Hi. What's your name? Samantha:
[Continuing to walk towards the door]
Samantha. Nikki:
Hi, Samantha. I'm Nikki. Samantha:
[Flattered, but shaking her head]
I'm leaving. Nikki:
Really? Why? Samantha:
It's late. Nikki:
You're right. We should get going. So wait a second. You had dinner here? What'd you have? Samantha:
I had a salad. Nikki:
What kind of salad? Samantha:
A Greek salad. Nikki:
You had a Greek salad at a French restaurant? I like that. Oh. Valet, huh? I bet you're a bad driver. You want me to drive? I'll flip you for it. Here. Heads, I drive; tails, you drive. There it is. Samantha:
It's tails. You flipped it. Nikki:
Well, you always flip it. Don't be a sore loser. Samantha:
Look, you're cute and everything, but you're not coming home with me. Thank you. [She gives her ticket to the valet attendant as they reach the sidewalk outside] Nikki:
You're gonna have to do better than that. "You're cute and everything"? What's is that? Samantha:
I was trying not to be rude. Nikki:
You're far from rude. Samantha:
Awww. Nikki:
I'll help you out. Tell me you're married. Samantha:
I am not married. That would be a lie. Nikki:
You're not. Tell me that you're madly in love with someone. Samantha:
That would also be a lie. Nikki:
Mm-hmm. Then tell me why I can't come home with you? Nikki:
[She laughs and he then the bends in for a kiss which she accepts. We see the valet bringing her car up. Cut to the two of them in her car. He the speaks to the audience again]
Roll the windows down, turn the music up and make an ass of yourself. It puts them at ease
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but you're not coming home with me Thank you
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You're gonna have to do better than that
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You're cute and everything What is that
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I was trying not to be rude
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You're far from rude Aww
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I'll help you out
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Tell me that you're married
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I am not married That would be a lie
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You're not
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Tell me that you're madly in love with someone
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That would also be a lie Mm hmm
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Then tell me why I can't come home with you
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I don't know you
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Roll the windows down turn the music up
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and make an ass out of yourself
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It puts them at ease
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Movie Summary
A sex comedy centered on a serial womanizer and his jilted lover.
Actors
Nikki
Samantha
