All language subtitles for Moonlighting.S05E10

I can honestly say everything's fine.

I can honestly say everything's fine.

I feel much better about my life.

I like my age, my job.

Finally, things seem to be
on an even keel.

I've used up I don't know how many
boxes of Kleenex in this office.

But I guess it was worth it.

David and I seem to be...

...actually approaching
a manageable relationship.

Maybe he's matured.
Not much, but a little.

I'm still intrigued by the relationship
between his shoulders and his hips.

I'm only human. But I'm not
getting back on that rollercoaster.

No way.

I guess what I'm trying to say is...

...I don't think I really need
to come here anymore.

And if it's okay with you,
this'|| be my last appointment.

I think I deserve a going-away party.

Hold it, please.

Hi.

That's a very nice dress
you have on.

I like that.

She'd only end up
breaking your heart.

Yeah, thanks.

Morning. Great news. With the earnings
I'm about to bring in...

...you might wanna take
this candy store public.

First, Agnes, pencil me in
for lunch at 11:30, 12:30 and 2:30.

-Any movies?
-A matinee perhaps.

Depends how pressure-packed
lunch is.

-Fire away, Burt.
-Mr. Addison.

I came in this morning
with something I never had before.

There are doctors in this building.
Just don't sit down in here.

I came in here
with the most beautiful word in English.

-Careful, this ain't cable.
-Business.

Yeah, well, speaking of business ....

For once, I didn't
come in here empty-handed...

...to mindlessly perform
my assigned task.

A drone. A robot. A slave.
Support personnel.

No, I went out into those mean streets
and I brought home the bacon.

Sir...

...I have a case.

Sports page.

One that could prove to be a long-term
and lucrative account for us.

There is a man...

...a Mr. Seymour Sapperman...

...a well respected businessman...

...and on for whose purity of character
I can personally vouch.

He has for the last several years
been my accountant.

Through thin and thin.

And he has always discharged
his fiduciary responsibilities...

...in an exemplary manner.

Boy, big night for Kareem
against the Clippers.

-Mr. Addison.
-Yo.

-About Mr. Sapperman?
-I'm all ears.

Even a professional,
like Mr. Sapperman...

...is no stranger
to the vagaries of love.

Kareem, on the pass from Worthy.
Dribbles. Fires. Oh, sky hook.

And it's good.

Recently, while going through
some credit-card statements...

...certain unusual and atypical
payments appear to have been made.

Possibly, by his wife of 35 years,
Adelaide.

Burty, let me stop you right there.
Okay?

Look, what's fair is fair.
I'm not gonna take advantage of you.

You brought this case in,
you should crack it.

But sir, I wouldn't feel right
taking all the glory for myself.

Oh, no, no, no, no.
The g|ory's all yours.

-Just cut me in on the cash.
-Really?

Yeah, well, you deserve
a shot at greatness.

And I deserve a coffee break for one of
the more gruelling mornings I've had.

Sir, I don't know how to thank you
for this vote of confidence.

-What's that?
-What's what?

That noise. Sounds like a woman
with upper-respiratory distress.

-Sounds like laughter.
-From Ms. Hayes' office?

Don't make me laugh.

She hasn't laughed
since Mark Harmon.

-Yeah, Maddie, listen.
-No. No.

-Maddie. Maddie.
-No. No.

-Reservations, please.
-No, Madd--

Oh, David.
David, Annie. Annie, David.

-Hi.
-Hi.

-Weren't you on the--?
-I got off at the wrong floor.

Yes, I'd like to cancel
my room reservation.

The name is Annie Charnock.
Thank you.

Fine, just ruin my trip
by making me feel like an imposition.

You're not an imposition and I don't
wanna hear it. Did you need me, David?

No, it's nothing that can't wait.

Very nice to meet you.

Hey, chin up. Maybe you'll
meet her on the way back down.

Yeah, maybe.

Everything all right?

Yeah, she had a fishbone
caught in her throat.

Agnes...

...who is that young lady
in there with Ms. Hayes?

Well, I don't know.
There's been a lot of speculation.

-Speculation?
-Rumours.

-What kind of rumours?
-Well, MacGi|icuddy thinks...

...she's being interviewed
as a replacement for Herbert, but--

Agnes, I'm taking Annie shopping
and to lunch.

-Make a reservation at Market Street.
-Right away.

I'm taking you to Beverly Hills.
But get ready, it's gonna bankrupt you.

Now, you girls go have a good time.
Old Dave will hold down the fort here.

Herbert thinks she's being interviewed
as a replacement for MacGi|icuddy.

But O'Nea| thinks--

-And this cannot go any further.
-My lips are sealed.

O'Nea| has reason to believe...

...those two had a fling
along, longtime ago.

And after years of guilt-ridden
estrangement...

...they're just good friends.

Tell O'Neal
he's employee of the month.

But Ms. Hayes
says she's her cousin.

-That woman is her cousin?
-Twice removed, her mother's side.

-They used to share an apartment.
-Thanks, Agnes.

-Well, should we have a cocktail?
-What did Uncle Alex used to say?

Something had to be something
before we could order?

-Some nautical deal?
-The sun had to be over the yardarm.

The yardarm, that's right.
And is the sun over the yardarm?

The sun's always over the yardarm.

I never heard my father say
it was early for a Bloody Mary.

Well, since I'm in California,
I think I'll have a margarita.

I feel a wasted afternoon coming on.
Make it two.

Mark lectured me about earthquake
preparedness all the way to the airport.

As far as he's concerned, reason
and order end at the Tapanzee Bridge.

-How is Mark?
-He's on cloud nine.

He got the okay for a 76-storey building
for United Consolidated.

When are you two gonna get to the
business of making me a great-aunt?

Mark says next year. Of course,
he's been saying that for the last 10.

Admirer at 2 o'clock.

You've gotta be kidding me.

It's all coming back to me. What it's
like to go out in with Maddie Hayes.

Stop. What is it with Mark?
He doesn't want children?

No, no. He does. He just needs to think
about it. You know, a typical Mark.

He's afraid if we really go through with
it, it'll mean we really are married...

...instead of just living together
in holy matrimony.

Here's to enlightened women
and the enlightenment of men.

To us.

-I stopped seeing my therapist today.
-Congratulations.

David and I are actually approaching
a manageable relationship.

We have our own lives.
Separate but equal.

You're better off without him.
I caught his act in the elevator.

-I'm better off without him.
-You have to make the decision...

...to get out there
and get back in the saddle again.

I know. But this time I'm holding out
for an adoring, gorgeous, faithful...

...hard-working,
wonderful human being...

...who has at least
an eight-cylinder Rolls-Royce.

While you're waiting for the Messiah,
why not put Mr. Two o'clock...

...out of his misery
and invite him over to our table?

Is my little cousin
procuring for me now?

-Yes.
-Annie.

-Anyway, he looks married.
-I'll be right back.

-Where are you going?
-Fly-by.

-Hitched.
-You are terrible.

-Recently, still shiny.
-I told you.

You're not gonna let that
stand in your way.

What was that guy's name,
the one who lived on Park Avenue?

-Oh, Anthony.
-Anthony.

But he really wasn't married.
He just had a wife.

-Are you ladies ready to order?
-Not just yet.

We'd like to send a drink to
that gentlemen at that table over there.

-Something with flames.
-Annie.

Lots of fruit.
And one of those little parasols...

...with my friend's
telephone number on it. it's 557--

it's been along time
since we played elevator.

I'm setting a great example.

Stumbling in from a liquid lunch
with my old roommate.

What, the boss lady isn't allowed
to have a good time now and then?

Well.

Ms. Hayes?

I have Herbert on the phone.
He needs to talk to you.

Oh, I'm sorry, Agnes. it's not you.

I'll take it in my office.

I'll see you later.

I'm sorry, it's not you.

Hello?

Mr. Viola? Hello?

-Mr. Viola?
-He's really not on the phone.

I needed to talk to you in private.
I didn't wanna say anything out there.

-What's the matter, Agnes?
-Well, it's Herbert.

Since Addison handed over
the Sapperman case to him...

...he's been like Elliot Ness
handling the Capone investigation.

What's the Sapperman case?

Run-of-the-mill, marital infidelity,
kids stuff.

He's waving it in MacGi|icuddy's face
like a red flag.

I'd hate to see this end
in another duel.

Thank you. I'll take care of it.
Why am I holding this phone?

Thanks, Ms. Hayes.

So you two guys
had a really nice time at lunch?

We let our hair down a little.

Your cousin seems really neat.

Yeah, she's a sweetheart.

-How about this?
-Oh, nice.

I thought we were going dancing.

Well, this would be perfect
for dancing.

In a wake.

All right, wait a minute,
wait a minute. Okay.

-How about this little number?
-You know, it gets cold in L.A. at night.

Yeah, it doesn't leave much
to the imagination, does it?

Maddie, you really feel
like going out tonight?

I can't help feeling
you had something else in mind.

I was thinking
it's your first night here.

-I thought you would be jet-lagged.
-No, I'm looking forward...

...to spending a night on the town
with my cousin.

-Try this colour.
-Oh, that's great.

Look, not that the Junior League
bake sale isn't a howl...

...but this is the big avocado.

Now, I thought
first we could catch Sean Penn...

...beating on the paparazzi
at Spago...

...a little dancing and then
maybe head over to Mr. Hefner's.

A night with David is not gonna be
nearly as intellectually stimulating.

Pass me the clear mascara, thanks.

If it's awkward between the two of you,
then let's just stay home.

-We could play Scrabble.
-Oh, no, no, David and I are fine.

I'm just worried about you. I'm not sure
you need a full dose of this guy.

Well, he seems harmless enough.

Well, he's not harmless, he's toxic,
carcinogenic. He's lethal.

He only asked us to go dancing.

How much trouble
can we possibly get into?

You don't know David.
He's not normal.

He seems like he is, but he isn't.

One moment he's waltzing you around,
the next moment you look down...

...see the mirror on his shoe.

-You sound afraid of this guy.
-I'm not afraid of him. I just know him.

Look...

...maybe this isn't such a great idea.

I don't want you
to feel uncomfortable.

And I should get
a good night's sleep.

Look, I just have too much history
with him, that's all.

I'm sure he'll be on his best behaviour.
We'll have a great time.

What time is he supposed
to pick us up?

-Eight o'clock?
-it's quarter to 8. Can't be him.

He's the kind of guy who's never seen
the opening credits of a movie.

Harem Scarem Escorts.
David Addison at your service.

Okay, the ground rules.
No mud wrestling. No pasty shows.

I don't wanna find myself
in some wet T-shirt contest...

...so you can drink free beer.

What's the matter with you?

Do you think I'm gonna pick my nose?
I promise I'll be on my best behaviour.

Better not have anything
up your sleeve.

Why don't you get dressed?
And I'll mix myself a little cocktail.

There's fruit juice in the refrigerator.

I don't want fruit juice.
it's gonna be the three of us?

Annie and I are tired.
Gonna be a short night.

Well, I'll have you both in bed by 10,
I promise.

Hi.

Hi.

Do I look okay?

-Yeah, you look good.
-Thank you for the flowers.

Don't tell Maddie,
but I picked them out of her garden.

Been a while since I got to steer
this around the floor.

David, you can even make nostalgia
sound pornographic.

Yeah, I'm pretty good at that, ain't I?

-How's Angie doing?
-Annie. Annie.

Oh, yeah.
She over her crush on me yet?

-Yeah, right.
-I don't think she likes me.

She's a perceptive person. You've been
a little standoffish yourself tonight.

Well, I got this rash
I'm trying to clear up. I'm just kidding.

I'm on my best behaviour, so I don't
embarrass you in front of the family.

I appreciate that. it's sweet of you
to give up two precious hours...

...of debauchery
to show us a good time.

Well, you know,
I figure it's the least I could do.

We ought to make a point
of doing this more often.

-No, thanks.
-Yeah, you're right.

You know, we should be
really proud of ourselves.

-For what?
-For everything we've been through.

Most couples would have
murdered each other by now.

Murder?
Now, why didn't I think of that?

David, you'd be very popular
in prison.

Oh, I'd be quite popular in prison.
They'd make me the prom queen.

No, thank you. I'm happy.
If I'm gonna dance with somebody...

...I'm very happy to be here
dancing with you.

-How about you, are you happy?
-Yeah, I guess I'm happy.

-At least I'm not sad.
-Good.

Look at that couple, David.

In love.

Enjoying each other's company.

-it's so civilized. I envy that.
-Yeah, I know you do.

What was that?

Mr. Addison.

Forgive my interrupting, but there's
a big break in the Sapperman case.

-What are you doing here, Mr. Viola?
-I've got everything here, on videotape.

Mrs. Sapperman, in flagrante,
entering hot-tub heaven.

Will you get out of here?

I know this is a bad time, but I think
you're really gonna wanna see this.

This will just take
one quick moment...

...for me to get this all cued up here.

Sorry, I don't believe we've met.

Special agent Viola,
heading the Sapperman investigation.

Burt, can't this wait?

Ordinarily, I'd say yes. But we may
wanna make our move tonight.

Wait until you see this.

The suspect, exiting a car
registered to her loving...

...albeit victimized, stooge of
a husband. it's right here somewhere.

Driven down the right-field line.
If it's a fair, it's trouble at Shea--

A brand new 14-piece dinette set
from Tracyware.

In a minute.

-Would you like to dance?
-In one second maybe.

Let me get this cued up.

There's a yellow line at--

Hey, thanks, everybody.
Hey, we're gonna take a break now.

We'll be back in about 20 minutes
to play our last set.

Wait a minute. Wait a minute.
Here it is.

Where the hell is Mrs. Sapperman?

Is Maddie asleep?

-Can I ask you a question?
-Yeah.

-What is that?
-The Los Angeles River.

Why is it paved?

Here we go, old-timer.

-Get you to bed.
-I can make it.

I had a great time. Appreciate it.

You don't want me
to help you get undressed?

-Oh, David. Good night, Annie.
-Good night.

Listen, I should probably get going.

You know where I can find
a 17th-century French slave...

...for my foyer?

It just so happens to happen
that I'm getting rid of one.

-No foyer?
-No foyer.

I just can't believe this.
I mean, nobody can live like this.

The draperies
are always matching the couch.

There's always some
sort of ceramic dog in the room.

The magazines are lined up,
alphabetized on the coffee table...

...in a straight line.

-it's just so ....
-So much like this place.

Very scary.

-That's not very nice, David.
-You're right.

That's not very nice at all.

What?

Nothing. Nothing.

Would you like something to drink?

Yes.

-I would like some coffee.
-Decaf?

Caf is all right.

-You stay here. I'll get it.
-No, no, let me.

Coffee is one thing that I do well.

So the girls and I were in Paris,
right?

We convinced the chaperon
that we have to go on this tour...

...Forbidden Paris.

Doing some paper on changing roles
of women in society or something.

So we hit every strip joint in Pigalle.

Okay, so the chaperon
has a few, right, at every stop.

He gets juiced, gets rolled.

Loses all of our money, which we'd
given to him for safekeeping.

And then what happens?

He pukes on one of the girls.
We've gotta get out of this place.

What do we do?
I'm an American in Paris.

I gotta get us out of there.
I'm up on the stage.

I'm doing my thing.
Start getting a little brave.

-I get booed off the stage.
-Oh, no.

Yes.

I mean, I get down to the jogging bra
and breathe and that was it.

Over.

Oh, that is the saddest story
I have ever heard.

Did I embarrass you?

Where are we going?

Right out there, where all those planes
are stacking up, is the airport.

You can't see it right now,
but just beyond that's the ocean.

And then there's Catalina out there,
which you can see sometimes.

What's that dark patch there
where there's no lights?

Oh, that's where
all the rich people live.

Where do you live?

See right down here where
all these lights are? Yeah, that's it.

Fifty, 60 years ago
there was nothing here but beanfields.

Then the people started showing up.

Why did you show up?

I don't know, I was...

...in New York...

...starving and freezing.

I figured if I was gonna starve,
why not be warm. So I came out here.

I can't figure out what I'm looking at.

It's not a city.

Definitely not Connecticut.

Yeah, it kind of looks like a place
where you'd land a flying saucer.

I like L.A. though.

No history here. You can
kind of reinvent yourself out here.

Oh, yeah, what did you become?

I don't know.

A guy who doesn't take himself
too seriously.

How serious can you take things
if you live in the middle of a beanfield?

But I like that about you.

-You do?
-Yeah, I do.

Because, you know, I mean, if I--

Like, if I took myself too seriously
I would never be able to--

What?

I think I was taking myself
a little too seriously.

Would you like to kiss me?

Yes, I would.

-David, are you sure it's safe here?
-Pretty close to safe.

I'm sure those guys have guns.

Annie?

What you are about to see is the home
of Seymour Sapperman, my client.

And Adelaide Sapperman,
Adele for short...

...the subject of this investigation
and the following colour presentation.

The surveillance spot was chosen
with great care...

...to avoid the possibility of detection
at all costs.

Fortunately,
I was able to maintain my cover...

...by persuading the Sappermans'
nitwit neighbours...

...that I was a reporter
from Lifestyles of the Filthy Rich.

Mrs. Sapperman was born
on August 27th, 1932...

...to Shmul and Helen Menmum
of Ozone Park, Queens.

The Sapperman cat, Butch.

After moving to Los Angeles in 1957...

...Adele went to work
for the accounting firm of Sapperman...

...Sapperman, Sapperman, shown here.

This woman is not Mrs. Sapperman.

She bears no resemblance
to Mrs. Sapperman.

However,
in the interests of dramatization...

...I thought it might be good to--

Well, forget it.
But the story does not end here.

We must look past
the white-picket fence.

The lace curtains in the windows,
the well-kept flower gardens.

Because behind this
tranquil suburban facade...

...there lurks a dark story
of faithlessness and betrayal.

There goes Mrs. Sapperman now
in the family station wagon.

Is she going grocery shopping?

Or is she going to stain something
that once was pure...

...giving herself to another man.

Letting a total stranger run his hands
over the soft, white flesh...

...that once
was Seymour Sapperman's alone.

And then having slaked the carnal
thirst of the beast within her--

-Mr. Viola?
-Will she return to the open arms...

...of her loving husband?

Still glistening with the sweat
of another animal.

-Mr. Viola?
-Jezebel, harlot, adulteress...

...thy name is Adele.

-Mr. Viola.
-What?

I think you're getting
a little too worked up about this case.

No.

No.

As a detective, I'm as detached
and dispassionate as always.

The filmmaker within me ....

Oh, Agnes.
What the hell are you doing?

-Good morning, David.
-Morning, Maddie.

We have to talk.

I'm gonna save about a page
of dialogue, okay?

Because even though I'm sure you
personally find this very awkward...

...her being a friend of yours,
part of the family and all that...

...I don't think it's any
of your business.

So, I will tell you...

...as a friend, that you should relax
because nothing happened.

David.

I don't mean to pry
into your life, but--

Ever notice how everything a person
says before "but" is a lie?

David, would you please
let me finish?

We certainly require a lot
of attention today.

-David, please, I'm--
-Can I use the car?

Yes, of course.
You need it for the stakeout.

-What stakeout?
-Sapperman case.

-Sapperman case?
-Sapperman case.

I told Viola he could take that case.
He's doing wonderful with it.

Don't saddle me
with this nitwit Sapperman case.

Usually when a person gets
a paycheque, it's for doing the job.

Great. I quit.

Why don't you admit
that you're jealous?

I'm not jealous.
You should see other women.

See other women.
I don't want you to see this woman.

-That's jealous.
-David.

I know what you're going through.
You know it's over between us.

I can die now.
I heard David use "inte||ectua||y."

Visualize me
in the arms of another woman.

I have no problem visualizing
another woman.

Any woman. That's how indiscriminate
you are. But not with Annie.

I'm sure this all seems
very complicated to you.

Complicated? David, it's wrong.

-Many reasons why I should not get--
-You know the reasons.

Make you feel better to get this off your
chest. So fire away. You know what?

-I am not listening. I can't hear you.
-I mean, she's married.

David, I'm talking to you.

Don't go away mad.

Mr. Viola, Mr. Addison
will be accompanying you...

...on the Sapperman stakeout
tonight.

Scratch that. Ms. Hayes
will be your date tonight...

...because Mr. Addison
has other plans.

Mr. Addison will change his plans.

-Says who?
-Says me.

We're partners, remember?
Equal partners. You told me--

-More equal than you are.
-You've got as much responsibility...

-...for the investigation as I have.
-I'm assigning an operative like you.

-You have plans with Annie.
-People, please.

-I am gonna get fired for saying this.
-You're fired.

As chief investigator on a Sapperman
case I cannot stand around...

...while the two of you
stand here bickering.

Plans need to be made.
Stratagems formulized.

Men and material deployed.

You're right, Mr. Viola.
We have a business to run.

No need to carry on
like 12-year-olds.

No, there's no need at all.

So I think that we
should just settle this dispute...

...in an equitable, mature,
adult fashion.

-Paper wraps rock.
-Best five out of seven.

Come on, Mr. Addison, you agreed
to binding arbitration on this.

Welcome
to the Sapperman investigation.

-Good night, Ms. Hayes.
-Good night, Agnes.

-Are you okay, Ms. Hayes?
-I'm fine. Why?

-Don't I look like I'm fine?
-You look fine.

-Well, have a nice evening.
-You too, Agnes.

-Not gonna have a nice evening.
-Why not?

-You're not gonna have a nice evening.
-Why?

Inez told Jamie and Jamie told Chris
that Inez overheard MacGi|icuddy...

...tell O'Nea| who heard it
from Herbert that Mr. Addison...

...accidentally hit on your cousin
last night.

-Nobody else knows, don't worry.
-Mr. Addison didn't hit on my cousin.

-He didn't?
-He didn't.

-He just kept her out late.
-Very late?

-Yeah.
-Put the moves on her, huh?

-Why did it have to be my relative?
-Your friend.

-My mother's niece.
-Married.

-To a prince of a guy.
-Messy.

-I was the maid of honour.
-Messy.

-The way David likes it.
-Nothing happened.

Nothing happened.
Annie has too much sense for that.

-Ms. Hayes?
-What?

I've been sitting at that desk most
of my adult life, watching you two...

...interact.

And I don't think Mr. Addison's
interested in Annie. Not really.

This is just his way
of staying involved with you.

-I don't want him involved with me.
-Do you really believe that?

I don't care what his motives are.
I just know this isn't right.

Well, you have two choices.

You can shake a stern finger
at him like his mom...

...or his third grade teacher or another
person he'd love not to listen to--

Or?

We can take Chinese food
over to the stakeout.

And tell Mr. Addison and Herbert...

...what a great job they're doing
on the Sapperman case.

How did you get to be such a student
of human nature?

One day I realized that everything's
psychological if you think about it.

Charming place.

Herbert took me here
for our anniversary last year.

He didn't.

He did.
Neither of us got a wink of sleep.

Terrified there was gonna
be an earthquake.

The mirror over our bed was gonna
smash and kill him.

So we wound up sleeping
in the bathtub.

He still has to see a chiropractor.

-Maddie.
-David.

I'm undercover.
What are you guys doing down here?

-We brought dinner.
-Moo shu pork, duck.

Oh, no. Twice-diced mice.
My stomach, all the blood goes to it.

Look, get out of here
or we're gonna blow our cover.

Food's getting cold, I'm starving,
and I don't wanna be seen--

But Mr. Viola--

I get the picture.

-Not in the mood for moo shu.
-We ought to clear the air here.

-You don't owe me an explanation.
-You don't owe her any explanation.

Right. You don't owe her
an explanation.

-I was going to tell you about this--
-See what you get for snooping--

I was doing my job while you
and my cousin, the sugar tart--

-Sugar tart?
-Why don't you get dressed? What--?

-That was different, huh?
-It was different.

Mrs. Sapperman's room.

-So this is him.
-Don't shoot.

Will you stop that, Seymour?

David, are you okay?

Who are all these people?

I've never seen them before
in my life.

David Addison.
Blue Moon Investigation.

My partner Madelyn Hayes.

-Hi.
-Hi, I'm Annie.

Blue Moon?
That's Herbie Viola's firm.

My back.

I don't understand, Seymour.
Do you know something about this?

Your husband hired us to follow you.
Find out if you were cheating.

Seems to be a lot of that
going around these days.

Excuse me...

...if you're Seymour Sapperman,
what are you doing here?

Brilliant question, Agnes.

I got to thinking. I--

I couldn't stand the thought
of Adele with anyone else but me.

I decided to end it all right here,
right now, once and for all.

Seymour...

...that is so romantic.

-You really had me followed?
-I hope Mark isn't romantic.

There's no reason that Mark
needs to know about this.

-Who's Mark?
-Her husband.

-Your husband?
-My husband.

I knew that.

-I really do feel kind of bad.
-Don't feel bad, honey.

Maybe I should go talk to her. I'll wait
till morning, straighten it out then.

There's nothing to straighten.

Come on, that had to have been
difficult on her back there.

That's right. At the slightest hint
that any human being...

...could be enjoying themselves,
things become very difficult for her.

-Should've told you about Mark.
-All right.

-What you're getting into.
-I know what I'm getting into.

Look, if you wanna talk about marriage
or do a reality check or something...

...I'll be happy to listen.
But you don't owe me any accounting...

...for what happened before.

-It doesn't bother you that I'm married?
-No. It does not.

Maybe I'm just an old-fashioned guy.

Things are gonna start
getting complicated.

No, they're not gonna
get complicated.

You like chilidogs. I like chilidogs.
I don't see any problems.

You laugh at all my stupid jokes.
Our bodies fit together very nicely.

-You're easy to be around.
-You're easy.

Oh, you're terrible.

-And a very sexy man.
-That's right, I'm a very sexy man.

That's right.

See?

Oh, I love this song. Turn it up.

That's the first time those words
were spoken in this car?

Now, you should lighten up on her.

I've known Maddie for along time
and she can be a lot of laughs.

Oh, God. The one thing Maddie Hayes
is not is a lot of laughs.

She's not even one laugh.
Occasionally, she may be a giggle.

Well.

Where do you wanna go?

-How about a hotel.
-I like that thinking.

We let someone else worry
about the laundry.

No, I think I should stay alone tonight.
it's been a confusing couple of days.

-Are you sure?
-Yeah, I'm sure.

Okay.

Hi. I'm sorry. I must've fallen asleep.
I let myself in. I hope you don't mind.

Why would I mind?

-What are you doing here?
-I don't know. I'm not sure.

-I guess I wanted to talk.
-it's very late and I'm very tired.

-If you don't mind--
-I'm not looking for an argument.

I don't wanna argue with you.
All I wanna do is get some sleep.

Then I'll just say my piece.
You try to listen.

And then I'll go. That's all I ask.

It's a democracy.

Shoot.

David, you and I have been
a lot of things to each other.

Partners, friends, lovers, enemies.

Oh, I rehearsed this all in the car
and now it sounds so dumb.

Let me get this straight.
You're not sure why you're here.

You were rehearsing what you were
not sure you were gonna say?

Look, David,
I'm worried about Annie.

Good night. Thank you very much
for coming by.

-Wonderful to see you.
-You and I both know the game.

Annie's gonna end up beaten
and bruised and not know what hit her.

Why? Because you wanna get back
at me for who knows what reason.

I got a little news flash for you here.

This is not about you, okay?

This has absolutely nothing to do
with you.

And that is why you're here
in the middle of the night.

That drives you nuts.

I must be nuts for thinking
that you would listen to reason.

Fine. Get out of my bed.

I have no interest in being
in your bed.

I'm so sorry you're so selfish.
And I'm sorry you're so mad at me.

I'm not mad at you.

Matter of fact, I'm not mad at anybody.

As a matter-of-fact fact,
I'm very happy.

I feel great.
I'm sorry that makes you so upset.

Now, if you don't mind,
I would like you to leave.

David--

I'm sorry.

Annie, wait a minute.
Hey, hey, Annie. Hey.

You wanna do me a favour
put the lights out on your way out?

No problem.