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Great town.

Great to be here.

You know where the St. Gregory is?

Everyone knows where the St. Gregory is.

San Francisco at last feels great to be back.

You boys sure picked the best hotel in town.

After a year overseas, it's going to be one first class weekend.

So how does it feel to be an official law school graduate?

After all this time, great.

But now comes the hard part.

The bar exam?

No, getting Megan a spring for a graduation gift.

See ya.

Sorry, men, this lobby is off -limits to all military personnel.

Damn! Roger, how are you? Good to see you, man.

What is this, lieutenant?

First lieutenant to you, Bellman.

And this guy with the two silver bars here is Captain Nick Houser. Nick, this

Dave Kendall.

How you doing?

Very nice to meet you. Dave was just about my best friend in high school

Hey, I thought you were going into law, not hotel management.

Uh, yeah, living proof of the starving student theory of economics.

Actually, um, I just graduated and I'm studying for the bar.

Congratulations. That means you're not going to be in the billhop business

anymore. Yeah, with any luck at all.

Um, you know, while I still have some pull around here, let me get you guys

registered.

No lunch break today?

Not if you want this cost breakdown by close of business.

I think my executive lunch days are still in the distant future.

Oh, and as of today, mine are in the past.

You are looking at the newest member of the St. Gregory Fitness Center's noon

hour stretch and slim class.

Now I can spend my lunch losing calories instead of gaining them.

As if you needed to.

Peter back here?

Yeah, he's in there with Mr. Cabot.

Oh, what is it this time?

The shrinking profit margin on our Sunday brunch.

Too many cut flowers in the lobby.

Peter?

Christine.

We've been discussing the Megafax account.

Oh, Megafax.

Four sales conventions, two trade shows annually, netting the hotel over $2

million last year alone.

We've had a lock on Megafax for so long they're practically on automatic pilot.

That is precisely the problem.

Charles thinks that you may have been taking the account for granted.

As a result, we almost lost it.

There's been a top -level shake -up, and the new corporate broom nearly swept us

out the door along with the departing board chairman.

Why didn't anyone tell me? Why didn't you know?

They're our single largest corporate client.

Charles has made some calls and gotten us a reprieve until close of business

tomorrow.

We'll put together a whole new proposal.

We'd better.

St. Gregory has to come up with a package that's so good, it wipes your

try completely out of their minds.

I'll take care of it personally.

You wouldn't, uh...

Be able to suggest any night spots where we might find some real hot, broad

women, would you? It's going to be that kind of weekend, huh? Well, for one of

us, anyway.

Roger is a little shy.

He needs some coaching.

I'm just the guy to do it. Now, I seem to remember a double date we had with

Dobson twins.

You certainly weren't shy that night.

Twins, huh?

Still got your number?

Sorry.

Look at this.

Got our own bar.

Our own living room.

Real flowers.

Fireplace.

This place is a palace.

Listen, if you guys need anything, just let me know, okay?

Sweetie's massage in your room.

Let's let her fingers do the walking.

I don't have that information here.

Can't run a worldwide operation from a hotel suite.

And until I break this stalemate with McDermott... Peter and Christine may not

exactly optimize the family profits, but they do know how to run a world -class

hotel.

And when you lean on one, the other one's right there, covering, supporting,

making excuses.

I thought so, too, until this morning.

But there is one thing that can come between them.

The efficient management of this hotel.

Hmm.

Hey, hey, take it easy, huh?

Starting to feel like I fell for a little false advertising.

They said Swedish massage. You know, you're not even Swedish.

The massage is Swedish.

Yeah, well, I haven't seen Swedish movies before.

And I know what their massages look like.

This isn't it.

You don't think we could negotiate a little something extra, do you?

It's my luck.

I ordered a massage.

I get a massage.

Sorry, I didn't know you were busy.

He's not. He's done.

The bellman will be by for the table.

Enjoy your evening.

Thanks.

You know, you really should have a word with that friend of yours about the

massages in this place.

Brought you those magazines you wanted downstairs. All the where to goes and

what to do's.

Great.

Great.

And we're all set.

Yeah, there was something else downstairs.

It was a message from my Aunt Edith.

Mom wrote her that I'd be in town, and she insists I come to dinner tonight.

Tonight?

We've only got two nights to lose in San Francisco.

I'm sorry, but it's family.

So it looks like you're on your own tonight, pal.

Think you can handle it?

A lot of ground to cover.

I'll give it a try.

Maybe I'll just kind of go scout the territory for tomorrow night.

Yeah, I figured as much.

You, uh...

Give my best to your Aunt Edith.

And don't wait up for me. You'll tell them when I'll be back.

700 rooms, six restaurants, two dozen banquet halls, and the unparalleled St.

Gregory's server, all under one historic roof.

Plus the great staging service. We got it, Fred.

That must be the head office. They keep me on a short leash.

I need a... House phone, right over here.

Thank you.

The VIP tour?

The man from Megafax.

My kid gloves showing?

I hear it's really a big deal. Why isn't Christine giving the tour?

Well, she's up to her eyeballs on a new proposal for them.

Sounds like it's keep this account or bust.

Good news.

Lee Iacocca may be our keynote speaker if we can move the entire meeting back

two weeks.

That means changing every room reservation?

Every banquet order?

Everything. Sorry.

This will affect all the figures Miss Francis is working on. Could you excuse

me? Go on with the tour, Julie.

I'll pass the message on right away.

Thanks.

Naturally, our limousines will meet your group at the airport.

Right away.

Hi. Mind if I join you?

I'm not usually this forward, but, well, to be honest, yes, I am usually this

forward. But it's better than standing around all night waiting for some guy to

make the first move, and you are some guy.

Can I buy you a drink?

Oh, no, thanks. This one will probably last me all evening.

All right, then you can buy me one.

The lady will have a gin martini, very dry, a twist, and an olive.

You know, we're heading into a Friday night, and the city's no fun by

and since you seem to be by yourself, and I seem to be by myself... Look, I'm

sorry, but I'm not really by myself.

Actually, I'm meeting someone here. Roger. Alan.

Oh, it's good to see you.

You look... Great. So do you. Thanks. Come on. Oh, let's sit down.

Excuse me.

Have a seat.

So, how have you been?

Hi.

Mind if I join you?

I'm not usually this forward, but, well, to be honest, yes, I am usually this

forward.

Megafax presentation?

Still? The last of it.

Providing Peter and Mrs. Abbott don't faint when they see the rate cut done

a good thing.

We could type it up in the morning.

But right now, I have a man to see about a dinner date at the Hotel Association

Awards banquet.

Hmm. Nice timing.

I have plans of my own with a certain well -known bellman. A celebration

Post -law school, pre -bar.

See you first thing. Thanks, Megan.

Hi, Elizabeth.

Hi, Megan.

Julie asked me to bring this up to you.

Oh.

Oh, the Megafax booking's been moved back two weeks.

Damn. Bad news?

Bad timing.

I was afraid it might be. That's why I ran it up myself.

Hello? Peter.

I can't make the awards banquet tonight.

The Megafax date's just changed.

Oh, Christine, you know how I hate going to these things alone.

Peter, it's the Megafax again.

I've got to clear 300 rooms and 50 suites, juggle two dozen meeting rooms

full week, move the wedding of the year to the Carlisle, I guess.

This isn't just your way of avoiding an evening of rubber chicken, is it?

Don't I wish.

What do you think?

I think you look great.

But I also think I can't afford this dinner at the Shanghai Terrace. No

Special occasion like tonight is on me and my new gold card.

Easy to spot the breadwinner in this family.

Very funny, Julie.

Oh, hey, did that champagne get up the Roger Gages suite?

Not yet, but it's on the list.

This has been a day and a half.

Well, if it'll help, I'll run it up myself before we go.

Could you, Dave? This will just take a minute.

Okay, I'll call ahead and get us a table.

At least I was smart enough to marry into money.

Shanghai Terrace, please.

I thought you were out in the town.

Don't you knock?

Well, I did.

Kind of.

But like I say, I thought, well, I just wanted to leave you some champagne, and

I guess you were in the bed room.

Hi.

Hi.

Look, I'm going to get going, Roger.

Thanks for the drink. Alan, it's okay, really.

I'm sorry, I didn't know.

You can reach me at Sweeney's Bar later if you want to, or I'll catch you

tomorrow.

Looks like it's going to be some party.

But I think you got the wrong floor.

Not if you're on your way to the Hotel Association Awards Banquet.

I'm your date.

My date was with Christine.

You didn't think your general manager would leave you in the lurch, did you?

This was her idea?

You think I'd show up like this on my own?

Mr. McDermott, Christine says the awards banquet...

is a place to make contacts, represent the hotel.

Not the sort of event you should attend alone.

My last name may be Cabot, but I share your dedication to the St. Gregory.

Why won't you let me prove it?

I'll try not to embarrass you.

What can I say except thanks for filling in on such short notice?

Don't thank me yet.

Yeah, if you can check it out and let me know first thing.

Thanks.

Security check.

I saw your light under the door.

Well, no wonder it's lonely at the top. Who'd want to keep these kind of hours?

I don't mind the hours.

Just the evening I'm missing with Peter.

Now he hates his required functions.

He sounded so disappointed when I called to cancel.

Well, according to my watch, you've still got an hour or two before you turn

into a pumpkin.

You know, I could at least show up for dessert.

In that dress, you could be dessert.

It's really good to see you again, Megan.

You too.

Just wish it could have been under, well, better circumstances. I'm really

sorry, Rock. I was only trying to leave you some champagne. Like I said, forget

it. It's okay.

At least now you know.

I've been seeing Alan for a couple of years now, whenever we can get together.

I'm not ashamed of it.

I don't shout it from the rooftops either. It's just no big deal.

Well, how did the Army feel about it?

The Army doesn't know about it.

They frown on this sort of thing. Sometimes they frown all the way through

discharge proceedings.

Well, then why did you join? Why put yourself in such an awkward position?

Well, this will sound square, but I love the Army. I think it's important.

I feel good about it, and I really want to be a part of it no matter what

personal sacrifices I have to make.

You know, the truth is, I'm a pretty conservative guy.

Mom, the flag, apple pie, Reagan.

Just happened to be gay.

I should have told you about this years ago.

It would have saved us both a surprise or two this evening.

Well, look, as long as we're here, you want something to eat?

Oh, thanks, but I should really try and catch up with Alan.

I've only got the weekend. Oh, you understand.

Bye -bye. Bye.

What do you think?

Um, I think we just lost our reservation.

So what's good here?

Cinderella late for the ball.

I told you this was a class operation.

Thanks for getting us out early.

Seems like they recycle the same speeches every year.

My pleasure.

I haven't used my spitting headache routine since it got me out of a Latin

in boarding school.

Something wrong?

No, no, nothing.

Just an interesting night in the lobby.

I feel so foolish for getting my purse in your penthouse like this. No problem.

That was some full -court press you put on the steering committee tonight.

Well, I knew you wanted to host next year's awards banquet at the St.

so I just... And we got the commitment.

You can be very persuasive.

I hope so.

Let's take that one.

Follow me.

Sweeties like you.

Now listen, pal.

I don't want any trouble.

But you are the trouble, baby.

It's queers like you spreading your sickness around.

Somebody's got to do something about that.

That's right, baby.

You know what we're talking about. You got the disease.

See, I've been elected.

I'm here to help AIDS get one more fucking off the street.

Tonight, tonight it's you.

I heard right.

The view from up here is wonderful.

And wine.

You said you were thirsty.

Well, thank you.

You were really terrific tonight.

I can be terrific every night.

With the right incentive.

It's the way you have with people.

I saw it tonight. I've heard about it from our guests.

I had my doubts, but it looks like Christine was right about you.

Just a loyal concierge doing her duty.

Don't sell yourself short. You're a bright woman with a gift for dealing

people. You can be good for the St. Gregory, and we can be good for you.

You'd think that someone who grew up in a hotel family would have heard that

before.

I always wanted to be part of the business, even run my own hotel someday.

Father could never see that.

Women shop, look decorative, get married, as far as he's concerned.

What he wanted was an empire.

To leave to his son.

Then Jimmy died in the racing accident.

Charles will wake up to what you can do. And if he doesn't, you're carving your

own niche right here.

I wish that he could see the same possibilities for me that you do.

Then... To possibilities.

The first time I've worn it, and I've ruined it.

and have it downstairs before the stain sets.

One of the advantages of owning a hotel, or half of one anyway.

There's a... There's a robe in my bedroom.

Frank, Peter McDermott.

We need a rush delivery to the laundry.

Christine, I thought you were burning the midnight oil on the Megafax

And I thought you were across town at the banquet.

But when I got there, you'd already left.

With your date.

But didn't you... Peter, I...

Christine.

You finished with that proposal already?

Christine, wait.

Christine.

Hey, Roger.

Roger, you up?

You won't believe what happened.

Hey, there's this gal named Jackie. And has she got a friend.

Hey, Roger, come on.

Come on, up and at them, soldier.

Sleeping the weekend away.

Hey, Nick, I'm not feeling so good. How about leaving me alone?

What's the matter? Your Aunt Edith's cooking?

I told you home cooking wasn't any good for a soldier.

Hey, Roger.

Roger, look at me.

What happened?

I ran into a door.

Who did this to you?

Some guy in a studded belt with a silver eagle on the buckle.

Forgot to leave his business card.

I'm a coal house doctor.

Christine. About last night. Don't owe me an explanation.

You're a big boy and it was your penthouse. Next time I'll knock.

Come on, Christine.

She forgot her purse. She spilled her wine. I called the valet. Nothing was

going on.

You don't have to tell me that.

I trust you, remember?

It was just...

I was just so upset that you allowed Elizabeth to maneuver you into a

that looked... like that situation looked. Me?

It wasn't my idea to have her escort me to dinner.

Oh, I suppose it was mine.

Well, wasn't it?

Megan said you were busy, but... This way I can apologize to both

of you at once.

a little late for that.

I knew you were stuck here last night, Christine, and I realized the banquet

could be important to the St. Gregory.

It's a long way from the awards banquet to Peter's bathrobe.

At least it should be.

That was an accident.

I went to the dinner to prove myself.

The two of you have never forgiven me for being a cabot.

If I had just volunteered, would you have said yes?

I was effective, wasn't I?

She did get us next year's banquet.

Well, I guess that's what's important, isn't it?

But next time... Believe me, Christine, there won't be a next time.

I'm on your side.

The side of the St. Gregory.

Hey, babe, I got to go. How about 7?

I'll be right there.

We'll get a really start on a late date, huh?

Great.

Yeah.

I'm looking for Roger Gage. Have I got the wrong room?

No, just the wrong time. He's not here right now.

Can I help you? I'm his roommate.

Oh, you're a friend of his?

Yeah. Come on in.

Well, is he around? I hadn't heard from him after our date last night.

Your what?

What if there were a way to recapture the St. Gregory without having to do

battle with Peter?

Anything that'll save me time and vexation.

You have my undivided attention.

What if he became a member of the family?

Sort of a naturalized cabot. Like Victoria.

By marriage?

Elizabeth, the man already has a relationship.

A liaison with you is unthinkable. Marriage is preposterous.

Not at all.

He sees things in me.

Possibilities, he said.

And with Christine Francis out of the picture. How do you propose to achieve

that?

What happened to you?

It's called gay bashing.

It's becoming a popular outdoor sport, I hear.

Urban gorillas fighting the war on AIDS in the streets.

One faggot at a time.

The house doctor says there's no permanent damage, so I guess I won't be

a purple heart for this.

Did you call the police?

It's not so simple.

If this gets out, the army will can me, not to mention what my own family would

do if they found out.

In fact, I'm beginning to wonder if the battle's worth it.

What do you mean, battle?

The walls you build to keep people from guessing the truth.

The lies you tell to please your family, your friends.

You cut right through it all.

The fact is, we all just want someone to love.

Is that so terrible?

Nick, what's up?

Your boyfriend came by.

What? Your boyfriend.

Some guy named Alan.

Oh, God.

Come on, Nick. We're in a public place. Why don't you sit down and we can talk

about it? Who do you think you are?

You're passing yourself off as a man and pretending to be my friend.

I am your friend, Nick.

There's any more you're not.

I want you out of that room.

Out of my sight and out of my life.

friendship and a good career going down the drain.

I've got to settle this now before it gets any more out of hand.

Your new Megafax proposal.

Chart, graph, competitive, the work.

Oh, nice job, Megan.

Thanks. The messenger's on his way, but I've got to sit in on a staff meeting

and catering, so I'll just leave this on my desk for him.

Sounds good.

I've got these calls every time. Okay.

May I help you?

Ready messenger service. I'm looking for your executive offices. Pick up for

Megafax International.

Oh, the infamous Megafax proposal.

All I know is it's a rush. They said it was ready for pickup now.

It was a rush, but we sent it out with a bellman.

Okay, but I still need a signature.

Certainly.

Thank you.

Miss Francis.

Nick.

Nick. Hey, I'm warning you, man.

Oh, come on, Nick. We got to talk.

Do you know how this makes me look, rooming with you?

Who's this guy, Alan?

You go to bed with him?

We've had a relationship for some time now. It's just the two of us.

Damn it, Nick.

You know, for a lot of us, being gay isn't a matter of choice any more than

can choose what color eyes you have.

It's just the way I am.

I don't want to talk to you.

I don't want to see your face. I don't even want to know you.

Oh, come on, Nick.

I'm still the guy you taught to ride horses, the one who showed you how to

with chopsticks.

The guy who covered for you that weekend in Tokyo, remember?

Okay, so I'm gay.

What does that really change?

Everything.

It changes everything.

You know, I could finish the job that guy started on you last night.

I swear I could.

Will you ever come near me again?

Ever.

I was running late, revising the Megafax proposal.

When Elizabeth alerted me to the schedule change, it was already 6 .30.

But she was in the lobby with me when the phone call came in. That was just

afternoon. I wrote you a note, and she said she'd bring it right up.

What?

Moonlighting is a messenger service. We're just trying to make sure the St.

Gregory loses this account.

What do you mean?

Why would I do that?

To make me look incompetent to your father.

And to Peter.

Really, I... I looked the other way when you fraternized with the guests. When

Billy Griffin's personnel file disappeared. And when you tried to move

Peter.

Not this time.

Christine, please.

I'm on your side, remember?

I was just going to take this downstairs to the messenger.

Elizabeth, the messenger left two minutes ago.

Julie saw him go.

I can see you're still upset about last night.

That was personal.

This is business.

You're threatening the operation of the St. Gregory and the effectiveness of its

general manager.

If this had disappeared, it would have cost us a $2 million account.

Pack your things, Miss Cabot.

As of right now, you are no longer on our payroll.

Where's Rod? Who knows?

Who cares?

Thank you.

I thought you were a friend of Roger's.

He certainly thinks so. Who, Brent?

How can you defend him like that? He lied to us.

Both of us.

Would you have been his friend if he told you from the start?

Roger's one of the best people you'll ever meet.

I know he's one of the best I've met.

You want to dismiss him with a label, that's your loss.

Feel like talking about it?

She's my daughter, McDermott. You can't fire her without cause.

Our general manager fired her with plenty of cause. For the basest and most

petty of reasons, jealousy.

I know all about your general manager and her fear that Elizabeth was moving

on her territory.

Charles, the St. Gregory is too important to both of us, at least I hope

to jeopardize its welfare this way.

Elizabeth has been a divisive influence right from the beginning, but... But

scheming to lose us our biggest corporate client just to make Christine

bad? Megafax?

Mm -hmm.

Is that true?

Daddy, it wasn't like that. Not really.

Then why did you send the messenger away? And what were you going to do with

that proposal?

We're trying to get the St. Gregory back, not ruin it.

But I was only trying to... I know what you were trying to do.

But the way you went about it, the risk to the hotel.

It's not the Cabot way, Elizabeth.

All that talk about family.

And you're siding with them over your own daughter.

Thanks, Daddy.

For all your love and...

I was kind of a loner before I met Roger.

Never really had a friend that I could talk to about everything.

Nick, he hasn't changed.

The same guy he was before.

No, he's like somebody I don't... Looking pretty cozy there, boys.

He's talking about you, Fruit.

Who do you call it, Fruit? Come on, Nick, ignore him.

The message the boys and me are trying to get across here is, is we don't want

you and your aides on our streets.

And these are our streets.

It is an aid you're taking care of. It's your own prejudice.

Is that all saying about a cop when you need him?

We don't need a cop.

We got the army.

Are you with me? I don't think I really have a choice.

Get off me!

I'm sorry.

I'm the one. I'm sorry.

I, uh... I exercise poor judgment in bringing you here, putting you in a no

situation.

I'd like to make it up to you.

Severance pick? No, no.

When this is over, when I come back east, we'll spend time together, get

reacquainted.

Cabot Enterprises is a family business.

Or my family.

What happened to you two?

Well, from your description, that guy that got you yesterday cracked at Dave

me today.

Oh, God, are you okay?

You should see the other guys.

It's kind of like a good news, bad news situation.

The bad news is this was a brand -new shirt.

But the good news is we can identify that slime for you.

That is if you want to press charges.

Yeah.

Yeah, I think I do.

You go public with something like that and Uncle Sam's gonna kick your butt

I know.

But I gotta do it.

I'm going back now to deal with it.

Takes a lot of courage.

No.

What it takes is friends.

You know, Roger, I thought a lot about that.

I can identify those guys for you.

I'm even willing to testify in court, but... But you can't be my friend.

I want to.

I want to be your friend, but we think different. We want different things.

not so simple now.

You're going to throw our friendship away because I'm gay?

Hey, look.

What those punks did was wrong.

I mean, nobody has the right to do that to anybody.

And you certainly have the right to live your life as you see fit.

I don't feel comfortable with what you are. Nick.

Hey.

It was how I was brought up.

It's what I was taught to believe, and you can't expect me to just change the

rules overnight and throw everything out.

That's how I feel.

It's the way it is. I'm sorry.

I'm going to miss you, Roger.

You may not believe that.

Yeah, Nick.

I miss you, too.

Quite a day, huh?

But a productive one.

With Elizabeth gone, we only have one Cabot to worry about.

Oh, I was never worried about Elizabeth.

Not exactly worried, anyway. Certainly not.

Jealous. Certainly not.

Cabot drive for power is more like a curse.

As for the Cabot fortune, well... I've already got what I want.

A hotel to run.

And a new concierge to hire. The Megafax deal to close.

You got time in that busy schedule for me, Mosley?

I don't know.

Tomorrow does look pretty full.

Then how about tonight?

Thank you.