Drop Dead Fred
Drop Dead Fred is the 1991 movie about a young woman whose life is rocked when her husband leaves her, and is made worse when the imaginary friend from her childhood comes back.
Drop Dead FredEdit
- Hello snotface!! Yuk! What happened to you? Look at you, you're all older, you're even uglier. Euck! I'm sorry, I'm going to have to be sick all over you immediately, lie down.
- (looking up Mother's skirt offscreen) Look, cobwebs! nooo
- Young Elizabeth: Did they live happily ever after?
- Mother: Of course, Elizabeth.
- Young Elizabeth: How do you know?
- Mother: Because, she was a good little girl. If she had been naughty, the prince would have run away.
- Young Elizabeth: What a pile of shit.
- Elizabeth: Annabelle, is that her name? Oh god, I didn't know that. All I know is what you did with her, on our sofa.
- Charles: Oh Lizzie, I'm sorry, I couldn't help myself. I've been smitten by Annabelle, I've been bewitched by her. I have been pounded flat on the anvil of love like a piece of veal with a salad on top.
- Elizabeth: Charles, this is really important to me.
- Charles: Lizzie, lizzie, let's not go through all this goodbye, I never want to see you again, because we will wanna see each other again. I mean two years, we're not going to throw away two years, are we?
- Elizabeth: It was three years, in June.
- Elizabeth: I'm so sorry, your honour, I lost my money, my car, my husband.
- Judge: All in one lunch hour?
- Nigel: (confused for a minute, then pleased to hear about Drop Dead Fred) Honey, why do you call him Drop Dead Fred?
- Young Elizabeth: (sweetly) Because that's his name, daddy, and Drop Dead Fred is going to teach me how to cook today.
- (This makes Nigel very happy to know about Drop Dead Fred and the cooking as Lizzie continues)
- Young Elizabeth: (continuing) I'm going to need flour and sugar and honey and vodka and a pair of your pants. We're making pants pie. Ouch!
- Polly: (confused) Vodka and pants pie, huh? God knows what else?
- Nigel: (arguing with Polly) But she's only a kid, Polly.
- Young Elizabeth: Daddy, how about we throw Mommy out the window? It won't hurt her. She will land right in the Gladiolies. (then she gets tickled by Nigel)
- Nigel: (laughing) You shouldn't say things like that about your mother, or she might cut your head off.
- Polly: (sobbing, kind of upset at her daughter) Very funny, Elizabeth! Sometimes I think I don't love you as much as I used to.
- Young Elizabeth: (arguing with her mother) But, Mom, Drop Dead Fred does.
- Polly: (angrily scolding Elizabeth and not believing her) No more Drop Dead Fred! Period!
- Young Elizabeth: (carrying a bowl of sugar) Sugar?
- Drop Dead Fred: Yeah. (Lizzie pours sugar on the mud pie)
- Young Elizabeth: (sobbing, jumping off her chair and running to her father) Dad! Daddy, I have some bad news.
- Figelather: Lizzie, what's with all this fuss about?
- Young Elizabeth: (sobbing) Something's wrong with Drop Dead Fred.
- Figelather: (gasps)
- Young Elizabeth: (continuing while sobbing) He is my friend, but Mom took him away from me.
- Nigel: (hugging her by holding her on his lap, trying to comfort her) Don't worry, sweetheart, give me a chance. I'm sure he'll be okay. (Lizzie nods her head even in sobs, hugging her father back)
(while Nigel comforts Lizzie, Polly finds the tape to wind Drop Dead Fred's prison, ignoring Lizzie's sobs and Nigel's claims that it's not right)
- Pollyother: (ordering Nigel) Nigel, do it.
- Figelather: (refusing to agree with Polly) No, I won't, I don't want anything to do it! It's not right!
- Polly: Alright, I'll do it. (winding up Fred's prison while Lizzie wipes her tears away after Nigel kisses her and then goes to Polly)
- Father: (repeating, arguing with Polly) It's not RIGHT!
- Polly: (arguing with Nigel) Now what would you know about raising a child?!
- Nigel: (getting his jacket) Apparently nothing! (before walking out to door to his car to work)
- Polly (enraged at Elizabeth after winding up Drop Dead Fred's prison after her husband has gone off to work): Elizabeth, if you ever touch this again, I will throw it in the trash. And you know what it will happen next? He will be crushed to death.
- Young Elizabeth (writing a letter to Fred with a green crayon because green is his favorite color): Dear Drop Dead Fred, you were my only friend, but she took you away from me. I know I'll see you again. someday.
- [Cut back to the present]
- Mickey: We were all a little afraid of your mother.
- Elizabeth: Not Fred, he always stood up for me.
- Mickey: Well that's what friends are for, even imaginary ones.
- Janie: I did this self actualising course this week and basically they taught us that pain is your friend, it's your humanity, pain makes you interesting.
- Elizabeth: Janie..
- Janie: Look at Elvis.
- Elizabeth: Yeah, but didn't Elvis kill himself?
- Janie: Yes, but before that he was very, very interesting.
- Fred: Expecting Charles. Well that's important. I'd beter go then. There's just one little problem, Charles isn't coming.
- Elizabeth: what do you mean?
- Fred: I wrote the note. Hahahahaha, haven't got a husband, haven't got a husband!
- Elizabeth: I have some bad news for you.
- Janie: More?
- Elizabeth: Well, remember your house?
- Janie: Yeah.
- Elizabeth: It, it sank.
- Elizabeth: I heard you, you said Annabelle.
- Charles: If I said 'Oh, Annabelle' isn't it better that I said 'Oh Annabelle' and was here with you, than to say 'Oh, Lizzie' and be somewhere else with Annabelle.
- Mother (A vision of her appears at the door in front of Elizabeth and Fred, stopping them in their tracks): Just where do you think you're going?!
- Fred (to Elizabeth): Just forget her. Just say the magic words.
- Elizabeth: (tonelessly): I'm not afraid of you.
- Mother (Not buying it): You can't go in there.
- Elizabeth (louder): I'M NOT AFRAID OF YOU!!!
- Fred: Finally, The magic words!
(The imaginary Polly looks shock as she disappears in a flash of light and fire.)
- Dishes. Relationships. Wind. This guy breaks everything.