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-Previously on Ally McBeal...
-Mom?

-Sweetheart?
-Mmm.

-Mwah.
-Why are you here?

Can't a mother just come
and see her daughter?

Who's dead?

No one's dead. But something has come up.

Jenny, Ally, Tim Boyle, my fiancé.

Very pleased to meet you.

He's a kid, Mom. Why are you with him,
for God's sake?

When I was your age, I looked
for everything in a man.

And now I compartmentalize.

-Ally? Kimmy!
-(gasps)

Kimmy Bishop!

Why are you doing that with your mouth?

I have a dormant twitch in my eye. It
comes out when I'm extremely nervous.

Yours is cute. Like a little hamster.

I've never been this forward with a man
ever, but would you like to have dinner?

Yes, I'd love to.

I hope you don't mind
my bringing Mommy along.

Oh, no.

She usually comes on all my dates.

Look at her. Hall of fame wattle.

-Oh, it's killing you.
-Older, mature woman.

You'd think she'd want a mature man.

You would be a cinch, then,
wouldn't you, Richard?

Maybe if I-- I go dance near her,
she'll pick up my scent.

I can pick it up from where I sit.

WOMAN: ♪ Lover ♪

♪ Lover ♪

♪ Hey, jealous lover ♪

♪ You're acting so strange ♪

♪ Hey, jealous lover ♪

♪ What is making you change ♪

-♪ Hey, jealous lover ♪
-♪ Do-do, do-do ♪

-♪ How wrong can you be ♪
-♪ Do-do, do-do-do ♪

-♪ Do-do-do-do Do-do, do-do-do ♪
-♪ I'm yours ever faithful ♪

-♪ Do-do-do-do ♪
-♪ Just be faithful to me ♪

I know this might sound self-serving,
but I promise you,

I'm coming from an altruistic place here
which is hard.

You need to
have a fling before you get married.

What's going on here?

-Richard's altruistic place is hard.
-Yeah. Uh, Frances.

-Could you give me a second, Jen?
-♪ What you doing yourself ♪

♪ Hey, jealous lover ♪

When you get
married, you make a choice for a

conventional life, which is wonderful.

I support that.

But when marriages fail,
and 50% of them do,

it often stems from a yearn--
an unconventional yearn to be--

I'm not a fan of the word-- but nasty.

-Hmm.
-Yeah.

Yeah. Many married women
say to themselves,

"I wonder.

I wonder what it's like to be nasty.

If only I'd been lascivious once."

And some of these women yield
to the urge after marriage.

And that's wrong for principled people
like you and me.

That's repugnant.

If only those women had the sense to get
lewd before they walked down the aisle.

And I'm speaking here not just for you,

but for the institution itself.

Soot. You need to quench your nasty little
id now before you take those vows.

Now, I say this for you. I say it for Tim.

I say it because I-I care. (sniffs)

-I completely agree with you.
-Oh, you do?

-Only thing, Richard.
-Yeah?

Is your altruistic place still hard?

Oh, it's, uh, v-- uh, very.

The thing is, I've already
been nasty in my life.

-Oh.
-I've been a very, very naughty girl.

Oh.

Would you like to know how nasty I can be?

Only if it'll help.

Ask my fiancé.

-Hall of fame bugger.
-♪♪ (ends)

♪ I've been down down, down ♪

♪ I've been down this road ♪

♪ Walkin' the line
that's painted by pride ♪

♪ And I have made mistakes in my life ♪

♪ That I just can't hide ♪

♪ Oh, I believe I am ready ♪

♪ For what love has to bring Yeah ♪

♪ I got myself together, yeah ♪

♪ Now I'm ready to sing ♪

♪ I've been searching my soul tonight ♪

♪ I know there's so much more to life ♪

♪ Now I know I can shine a light ♪

♪ To find my way back home ♪

-♪ Oh ♪
-♪ Hoo, hoo ♪

♪ Baby, yeah ♪

-♪ Hoo, hoo ♪
-♪ Oh, yeah ♪♪

(scoffs) It doesn't even fit.
I look ridiculous.

What? It's a bridesmaid's dress. It's
supposed to look ridiculous.

-(knocks)
-Hey.

Do I look ridiculous?

-Mm-mm-mm.
-Uh, no. No, not at all.

I'm gonna go see for myself.

-So are you ready for the big day?
-Oh, yeah.

You're still, uh, suspicious of
this whole thing, aren't you?

Me? No.

I love the idea of a 50-year-old woman
and a young guy.

I mean, you know, I hope that
when I'm 50 years old, young

boys still find me attractive.

I don't know. Gives us all a little hope.

I don't think you'll have
any problem, Ally.

Thank you.

(chuckles)

Well, you know, that's, uh--

This was--(chuckles) Why are you looking
at me like that?

No reason.

(bell dings)

Kimmy?

I can't even begin
to tell you my predicament.

So I've put it in a note.

Let's go to my office.

-A matchmaker?
-I paid her $23,000.

Three months later--

No match?

-She refunded the money.
-Why?

She deemed me--

Oh. Uh--

Oh. "Unmatchable."

Well, Kimmy, what is it
that you would like us to do?

Sue her for emotional distress? Well,
okay. Let's talk about this.

I don't really think we have time.
The trial starts in an hour.

In an hour? You're just coming to us now?

Will you help me, John?

Uh--

(groans, clears throat)

-Hello.
-Last chance.

-Excuse me?
-♪ Last chance for love ♪

-What?
-(woman's voice) ♪ Last chance ♪

♪ For romance and love ♪♪

-How did you do that?
-Ally, you're up.

Hmm?

Oh, coming.

Hi, I'm Kimmy.

I like horseback riding and long walks in
the park and rainy days and Mondays.

Rainy days and Mondays
don't really get me down.

You can see I-I like a sense of humor.

I-I have one personally
and I often utilize it.

I'm looking for a kind man with fertile
seed to be my love mate,

to gently look in my probing eyes
over a flickering candle.

I'm also a romantic.

This was the videotape
you made for the matchmaker?

Yes.

Now, Ms. Bishop, did you
go out on dates after--

Oh, many. A lot of them quite pleasant.

-Two went to first base.
-You kissed two of them?

And yet a match failed to materialize?

Well, we didn't have a lot
of common interests.

One was prurient and only wanted the "S"
word. The other--

What? Got blue on rainy Mondays?

Oh, there it goes, damn it.
Uh, recess, Your Honor.

Excuse me?

I have a recurring, yet mostly
latent, lip twitch disorder...

which the witness
has inadvertently triggered.

Short recess, if you don't mind.

Ms. Bishop, why are you
blaming the matchmaker?

Because she never in good faith linked me
to anyone even remotely compatible.

I was having dinner with men
who liked fishing.

That's it? She hooked you up
with fishermen?

It wasn't just that I couldn't find a
match, Your Honor.

She informed me by registered mail...

that no match existed for me
in the domestic United States...

and quite likely on Earth.

Do you even know how that made me feel?

I paid her $23,000, and she says, "I'm
sorry. I only handle this planet."

-And then--
-And then-- And then what?

Well, their slogan was...

"Guaranteed success every time."

And then after me, they changed it to
"Every time but once."

The kid was making a move. I know when a
man is making a move.

He was looking for some action, and the
question here is what do I do?

Well, do you have evil urges?

No. No. I--I mean, I--

What do I do with respect to Jenny?

I have knowledge, or at least I have
a very strong suspicion,

that her mother's marrying
a cheating snake.

-And-And do I tell her?
-Allyson, give me your hand.

No. Now you just tell me. I am presenting
you with an ethical dilemma.

Now, I have a friend.
My friend has a mother.

My friend's mother is getting married.

My friend's mother's fiancé
made a play on me.

-Now, do I tell her?
-Yes.

-Huh.
-Maybe.

(grunts) All right. Just forget it.

Oh.

-Hello again.
-Why don't you believe?

-I'm--I'm sorry?
-I need air.

-I think you should tell.
-Really?

-Well, I'm gonna tell now if you don't.
-What if I'm wrong?

What if you're right?

Right about what?

Jenny, um--

I'm not sure, but I'm pretty sure...

that Tim kind of made a pass at me.

My mother's Tim?

He just, uh--
Well, it was mostly innuendo.

But it was definitely a come-on.

-What did he do?
-Well, he was, um, suggestive with a look.

And he wasn't direct,
but like I said, he, um--

-So you're not sure?
-Not a hundred percent, no.

-Should I tell my mother?
-Well, if it was my mother--

But what if Ally is wrong?
You could be wrong, right?

-Right.
-Well?

-Maybe you should say nothing.
-Yeah.

But what if she's right?

Well, that's where we were
when you came in.

Well, you have to find out for sure, Ally.

Well, how? I mean--

He's not gonna admit it to me. He's just
gonna say that it was my imagination.

Well, maybe you should
take him up on his offer.

Excuse me?

Entrap him. If he's predisposed
to commit the deed--

What am I gonna do?
Walk up and say, "Hi, sailor"?

Ally, this is my mother.

If this guy is a cheating creep,
I cannot let her marry him.

It is-- It is too perverse. I can't.

Please!

This is my mother.

All these people you see,
I matched them up.

Look at the happiness.

But, Ms. Pumple, Kimberly Bishop is not
a satisfied customer.

She's... disgruntled.

You want disgruntled? You should see the
men I set her up with.

Objection! We don't need to get personal
here, Ms. "Plumple."

-It's Pumple.
-All right.

Tell us about Kimberly Bishop,
if you would.

Okay.

Well, for starters, she would bring her
mother on most of the dates.

This is not a good beginning.

And she wasn't warm.

Every man that I set her up with...

came back with the same two words:

-"Never again!"
-(electronic feedback)

Now, two of them, we heard,
went to first base.

Like kissin' a chicken. Their words.

One of them is suing me for a cold sore.

-Objection!
-Overruled.

Mr. Cage, sit.

Ms. Pumple, did you make your best effort
to find Kimberly Bishop a match?

Let me tell you something.

I saw this woman as a challenge.

And I'm a person
who responds to challenge.

I looked everywhere.

I tried everybody.

But this is not a likable person.

Sorry, Kimmy, but you're not.

-Well, I'm not even sure, but it--
-(toilet flushing)

Ally, a woman's compass
is usually pretty good...

when it comes to the dial
on a man's compass.

If you thought he was coming
on to you, he probably was.

But what-- what would you do?

Well, if John asked me to test his mother,
I probably would.

That's what friendship is sometimes.

-Plus, you like older women.
-Yeah, there's that.

Now seriously, Richard. Should I offer
myself up as bait?

-It just seems so vulgar.
-Well, if you're sure, no.

Tell Frances he's a player
and send her to me.

But if you're not
sure, just ask the kid if he's interested.

You'll get your answer.

Ayayay. (gasps)

Did you see--

-See what?
-(clears throat) Nothing.

Why didn't you simply refund
the money, Ms. Pumple?

Why did you send the missive by registered
mail--"Nothing for you on this planet"?

Because I know there are less reputable
matchmakers out there...

who might try to tell her
there is a man for her.

I didn't want to see her get taken.

Is that really it, or
could you have been projecting your own

personal failure onto her?

Could that have happened, Ms. Pumple?

I don't like the way
he keeps punching my name.

Just answer his questions, ma'am.

I bring happiness to people's lives.
Look behind you.

I don't want to look behind--

These people are here to support me and
what I do, Mr. Cage.

They bear witness to
my ability as a matchmaker.

They all came to me
the same as your client...

with the very same plea.

Which was?

♪ Matchmaker, matchmaker make me a match ♪

♪ Find me a find Catch me a catch ♪

Oh, that's our theme. We sing it at our
reunions, of which we have many.

Excellent.

♪ Matchmaker, Matchmaker
look through your book ♪

-Ma'am--
-♪ And find me a perfect match ♪

-All right!
-Ms. Pumple?

♪ Matchmaker, Matchmaker
I'll bring the veil ♪

-Order.
-♪ You bring the groom slender and pale ♪

There will be no singing in my courtroom.

WOMAN: ♪ For I'm longing to be ♪

-♪ The envy of all I see ♪
-That's enough!

-Move to strike all the music.
-♪ For papa make him a scholar ♪

-♪ For mama make him rich as a king ♪
-I'm warning you all.

Ask for sanctions, Judge.

♪ For me, well I wouldn't holler ♪

-♪ If he were as handsome as any ♪
-Kimmy!

♪ Matchmaker, Matchmaker make me a match ♪

♪ Find me a find Catch me a catch ♪

♪ Night after night
in the dark I'm alone ♪

♪ So make me a match Make me a match ♪

♪ Make me a match of my own ♪

-I don't know, Ally.
-Oh, please, please.

We just want to see
if he's inclined to cheat.

It doesn't feel right.

If I thought I could pull it off, I would.

I--I-- Okay. Just be subtle
because he goes for sophistication.

-(clears throat)
-You wanted to see me?

Well--

(whirring)

-What the--
-Uh, Tim?

Uh, in my office.

-Too subtle?
-(beeps)

Uh--Well, you know, it was, um--

Well, actually it was me
who wanted to see you.

About what?

Well, um--

Well, you know, this is--
this is really embarrassing.

But, um, earlier, you were, uh--

Well, you were looking at me in a way--
I don't know, um--

Like maybe you were interested
in me sexually.

You know, which is okay. I mean, you know,
I get lots of looks.

I mean, sometimes I can't even walk down
the street without--

But anyway, um--

Well, you know, on the chance
that you were interested, I--

Well, you know, I know how guys,
right before they get married,

sometimes they want to dip that quill in
the little inkwell one last time.

And, um, you know, I guess that--

Well, you know, I-- I would sort of be
interested in being that inkwell,

you know, if you were interested.

-Oh.
-(giggles)

I'm not.

Excellent.

Oh, yeah! I just thought I would ask.

So that's-- Okay. Okay. Good.
That's all. Thank you.

But...

if you're interested in more than that--

like a little affair--

that's something that appeals to me.

(chuckles) Oh.

Oh, well, um-- Well, gee, uh--

I'll--You--I'll give it some thought.

-Okay.
-(chuckling)

Ugh!

-I just can't believe that.
-I--I'm--I'm sorry.

-And there was no confusion or--
-No. No, no.

He was--He was really direct this time.

-I feel nauseous.
-Hello.

(gasps)

(elevator bell dings)

-What's wrong?
-Mom, I have some really bad news.

Only I can't give it to you
because I'm afraid of puking.

A person shouldn't be the bearer of both
bad news and vomit.

-What's going on?
-Well--Tim.

Uh, Tim, your--your fiancé?

What's happened? Is he all right?

Well, yes. Yes, yes, he's fine.
He's--He's dandy.

-He's, uh--He's, uh--
-He's a scoundrel.

-Excuse me?
-He made a play for me.

What?

Well, he was interested
in having a small affair.

-Oh.
-I'm so sorry, Mom.

Jenny, Tim and I,
we have an open relationship.

And we plan on having an open marriage.

What do you mean?

I mean that he's free
to dabble, and so am I.

I certainly have something to say about
the pool he's gone wading into,

but, um, other than that,
it's not a disaster.

You're okay with--

To being with a friend of
my daughter, certainly not.

But other than that,
he's free to do as he pleases.

-Wow. She took it okay.
-This just isn't my mother.

I better stay with her.

(sighs)

You're killing me.

-So the wedding's still on?
-Yes.

Oh, it isn't right. What about the
sanctity? It's a violation of love itself.

The very institution.
Everything I believe in.

So you said she's open to affairs as well?

Evidently.

-Ah, that's terrible.
-But not with a friend of Jenny's.

-Oh, that's-- that's good.
-What new witness?

I just found her. The matchmaker failed
with her too.

-Are you sure?
-I just got off the phone with her.

She's an ace in the hole.

All right. I don't like to be surprised in
the middle of trial, Corretta.

The surprise will be on them.

Ally, many marriages are open.

Well, I know. But usually in failure.

I mean, to go in saying that
it's okay to fool around,

that's like waving a big white flag
before you've even begun.

I--I'm just filled with such hopelessness.

I mean, all men cheat?

I have to resign myself to that?

Allyson, give me your hand.

There are many wonderful,

loving, good, handsome men
who are married.

Now, if you swear off adultery, how can
you possibly link up with them?

(creaking)

Trust your therapist here.

-No. I'm done trusting you.
-Why are you so threatened by this?

I don't know!

I-I guess I just need to
believe in partnership--

that-that it can be possible.

That-- (inhales, exhales)

You still can't believe in love, can you?

(quiet groan)

-Tell me more about the boy.
-Ugh. The boy is over.

He's-- He's back with Jenny.

The seven-year-old boy.

Oh.

Well, it's--it's-- it's just, you know,
I get these hallucinations.

It's--It's-- I have
them. It's--It's--It's--

-It's nothing. Mmm.
-Ally.

If this hallucination says you're trying
to kill him, it's not nothing.

♪♪ (Vonda vocalizing)

♪ Girl ♪

♪ I heard you're getting married ♪

♪ Heard you're getting married ♪

♪ This time you're really sure ♪

♪ And this is the end ♪

Two nights before my wedding.
Shouldn't we be having some fun?

Well, it's just, what if Glenn and I had
that kind of arrangement?

-What would you think, Mom?
-Look, Jenny.

The thing about men--
deep down they annoy me.

I don't want one around all the time.

I enjoy the physical partnership.

I quite enjoy having a home together.

I also like to have my independence.

By independence,
you mean lovers on the side?

Well, free to have lovers,
should I choose to.

Most likely, I wouldn't.
I mean, Tim keeps me quite busy.

Oh, I think it's gross.

The whole point of marriage
is two people sticking together

until death do you part.

Don't you think your concern
should be about my happiness?

-Are you happy, Mom?
-Yes, I am! (laughing)

-Well--
-I am, sweetheart. Don't worry about me.

-I'm okay.
-♪ It's the best thing for you ♪

♪ But it's the worst
that could happen to me ♪♪

It was awful. She promised me a partner.
But it was a fraud.

Miss Cushnip, did you get dates
through the defendant's service?

Oh, yes. Dates. But not with men
who could even remotely be partners.

She peppers you with dates.
But then nothing ever works out.

And then she blamed it on me.

And that's what was so hurtful.

You put in your video
you like the spotlight.

-Well, a lot of women like attention.
-Yes.

But you actually travel around with your
very own technician and a spotlight.

-Don't you, Miss Cushnip?
-It's an esteem device, that's all.

A woman is prettier when she
feels good about herself.

I see you brought your technician
with you here today.

Would you feel more comfortable
if--if he lit you up?

Mmm. Maybe a little.

Go ahead, sir.

Much better?

I'm sorry.

That was your ace in the hole?

-Please don't raise your voice.
-I told you how opposed I am to surprise.

"Oh, the other
side will get the surprise!"

Trailing up!

Your voice is trailing up!

You haven't even begun
to hear my voice trail up!

-I didn't know she had a spotlight thing!
-Well, did you ask?

No, I forgot, John. I should've asked,

"By the way, will you be bringing a
400-volt lamp to court?"

-You lost the case.
-I didn't lose the case!

Well, what the
hell do I say in my closing now?

I don't know, John.

Just stand up, smile and give him a little
lip twitch. It's so winning.

Oh.

♪♪ (Vonda vocalizing)

-Don't let it bother you.
-Don't let it bother me?

Well, it sounds like it was the heat of
passion. You were both upset.

-It does--
-Oh, but the witness she called.

-We have lost, Ally.
-Just--

♪ Beside me ♪

♪ To guide me ♪

No, I can't believe that
she is singing this song.

Why?

Well, this is the song I heard
in my head when a little boy--

♪ 'Cause when I'm bad ♪

♪ I'm so, so bad ♪

♪ So let's dance the last dance ♪

-♪ Let's dance ♪
-I can't stand it anymore. Come on.

What-- (gags)

♪ Tonight ♪

♪ Last dance ♪

♪ Last chance for love ♪

♪ Yes, it's my last chance
for romance tonight ♪

♪ Oh, I need you by me ♪

♪ Beside me to guide me ♪

♪ To hold me, to scold me ♪

♪ 'Cause when I'm bad I'm so, so bad ♪

♪ So, come on, Ally Last chance tonight ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

Whoo!

(cheering)

(exhales, gasps)

-Do you even remember?
-Remember what?

-You don't remember?
-Remember what?

-Remember what?
-Ally?

Oh, I don't--

I don't know what's going on.

I-I-- I don't understand.

-Are you okay?
-Uh, I--

I don't know.

I don't know.

-You're planning what?
-Like you said, we're desperate.

-I don't like tricks, Corretta.
-Oh, just go with it, John.

Not everything can be as choreographed
as a nose whistle.

Oh, that's rich.
First my lip, now my nose.

-Just go with it. You're bugging me now.
-I'm bugging you?

So he says he can't breathe.

And he sings "Last Dance."

Were you dancing to him last night
when you went crazy?

No. That was just the lyrics.

-You know, "Last chance for love."
-Oh.

-I just felt compelled to go for broke.
-Mmm.

This might be my final crackup, Richard.

And you--you really
don't recognize the boy?

-No.
-And the skates?

Did you ever go skating as a young boy?

Well, I've been a girl
as long as I can remember.

Oh.

But I did go skating. I used to go public
skating and--and--

-This is--
-What?

Well, you know those--
those dancing partners.

They always just seemed like they were so
in love, you know?

Yeah.

So I used to go skating
and pretend I was in love.

-The--The little boy, uh, is you, Ally.
-What?

Part of your therapy is because you don't
believe in love, so you say.

This thing with Frances's marriage,
that can't be helping.

Well--So why would a little boy say
that I'm trying to kill him...

or that I won't let him breathe?

Ah, well, you know, I'm no expert,

but the little boy is that part of you
that did believe in love,

and you're letting him die.

You won't let that part of you breathe.

First of all, that's a little abstract and
way too profound for you to come up with.

I don't have to be profound.

I was there.

When?

When Billy died.

When Larry left.

The little boy is me?

Mm-hmm.

Oh.

Ms. Pumple, didn't I hear you say
you love a good challenge?

Lovely woman, I live for challenge.

So you're used to having difficult cases?

Oh, I want the hopeless. Are you kidding?

-I'd love to try fixing up your partner.
-Objection.

I realize the witness enjoys a wide
latitude in her testimony,

but her girth should have limits.

-John.
-Did you hear that? Hmm?

Ms. Pumple, would you have
a hard time fixing me up?

Oh, terribly. Take me all of 20 seconds.

(giggling)

Okay.

What about this woman here?

I might need a list of personality points,

but yes, I could find her a match.

And what about, say, this woman?

As I said, I welcome challenges.

Fine. And this woman?

Ha! Honey, she's what men die for.

If I couldn't set her up,
I'd eat my license.

(laughing)

-What is your name, ma'am?
-Kimmy Bishop.

(spectators murmuring)

I've been tricked!

Perhaps a little jack cheese
smothered on that license.

She didn't look like this
when she came to me!

But you're the expert, Ms. Pumple, and you
declared her to be unmatchable.

Is that woman unmatchable, Ms. Pumple?

Is she? Anybody want to meet her?

The point is,

she was unwilling to make these kind
of changes with me.

No. The point might be, you were incapable
of getting her to make adjustments,

which you claim is your specialty.

She only made them here to win a lawsuit.

Look, every juror raised his hand.

You're beaten. Just admit it.

I'm not beaten, little man.

(chokes, coughs)

Kimmy, I know you're honest.

Look me in the eye and tell me...

that you're willing to make these kinds
of wholesale changes.

I'm willing...

to make some changes.

Harriet, you like Kimmy.

I know deep, deep down you believe in your
heart she is matchable.

-I do.
-Changing that slogan, that was mean.

It sounds like you were angry at Kimmy
perhaps for your own failure.

She was rigid.

If you're willing to change,

I'll switch my slogan back,

and I'll find you a man.

I'm willing to compromise.

I need to still be me. I won't change.

But I will compromise.

I think we have a deal here.

-Deal.
-Deal!

VONDA: ♪ Fairy tales can come true
It can happen to you ♪

♪ If you're young at heart ♪

(no audible dialogue)

♪ For it's hard you will find ♪

♪ To be narrow of mind ♪

♪ If you're young at heart ♪

♪ And if you should survive till 105 ♪

♪ Look at all you'll derive
out of being alive ♪

♪ And here is the best part ♪

♪ You have a head start ♪

♪ If you are among
the very young at heart ♪♪

Till death do 'em part,
and they actually did it.

And it depresses you.

Well, it's just no way for two
people to form a union, John.

That's not love. I'm sorry.

Ah. Spoken like a woman
who believes in love.

Trying.

Are you letting the little boy breathe?

Like I said, I'm trying.

Well, clearly I'm no expert
on the science of love.

But from what I read,
people take strange routes.

Dating services, open marriages.

Who knows? Certainly not the two of us.

You know, Richard thinks that
the part of me that used to be

in love has gone dead.

And my therapist wonders the same thing.

-What do you think?
-Uh--

Well, I--Well, I think that if
that's true, then I've gone dead.

-Hmm.
-I used to be able to fantasize in ways...

that I no longer seem able to.

Well, I lost Christmas for a while.

I got it back.

That little boy--

he didn't say he was dead.

He said I was killing him.

But he wasn't dead, was he?

He was there right in front of you,

skates in hand, ready.

For what? For me to start
pretending again?

To start believing again.

And if believing starts with pretending,

or fantasizing,

so be it.

-♪ Ahh ♪
-Uh-huh.

-♪ Ah-ah-ah-ah ♪
-Say it again.

-♪ Ahh ♪
-Uh-huh.

♪ Ah-ah-ah-ah ♪

♪ You got a cute way of talkin' ♪

♪ Mm-mm-mm ♪

♪ You got the better of me Yeah ♪

♪ Just snap your fingers and I'm walkin' ♪

♪ Like a dog hangin' on your lead ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ I'm in a spin, you know ♪

♪ Shakin' on a string you know ♪

-♪ You make me feel like dancing ♪
-So, Lil' Kimmy is back.

-It's the new Kimmy.
-How exciting.

And she settled her case.

Ah, yeah. Corretta gave her
a makeover and it worked.

-And you just can't stand it, can you?
-Congratulations.

-You won it. I admit it.
-Thank you.

And I'm sorry I got so upset with you.

I'm sorry I made fun of your twitch...
and your whistle.

By any chance, would you--
would you care to dance?

-♪ Dancin', whoo, dancin', whoo ♪
-Sure.

-♪ Dance the night away ♪
-(mouthing words)

♪ Dancin', whoo Dancin', whoo ♪

I'll tell you this-- in times like these,

other than loved ones,

I feel like our hearts are
our most cherished possession.

Me too.

Well, time to go.

It's 9:00.

-I'm going skating.
-Skating?

Yeah. Skating is a very good
thing to do on a Friday night

because it's very, uh, romantic.

Do you have a date?

Well, no, but I'm starting
to believe in love again.

And it's a start.

♪ We'll dance our lives away ♪

♪ You make me feel like dancing ♪

♪ Whoa, gonna dance the night away ♪

-♪ You make me feel like dancing ♪
-♪ Dancing ♪

♪ Gonna dance the night away ♪

(chattering)

MAN: He's movin' now.

(woman laughing)

(man laughing)

♪♪ (woman vocalizing)

♪ Who ♪

♪ Would've believed ♪

♪ That you and me would fall ♪

♪ And land together ♪

♪ And who ♪

♪ Could've foreseen ♪

♪ In you I'd find the place ♪

♪ I've belonged forever ♪

♪ And if I look closer ♪

♪ Then love will take over ♪

♪ And lead ♪

♪ The way ♪

♪ I'd ♪

♪ Given up hope ♪

♪ Losing the faith ♪

♪ That love could be mine to treasure ♪

♪ And now ♪

♪ Nothing's the same ♪

♪ I found myself reborn ♪

♪ On the day I met you ♪

♪ And if we move closer ♪

♪ Then love will take over ♪

♪ And lead ♪

♪ The way ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ Suddenly ♪

♪ You are lying here with me ♪

♪ And the truths ♪

♪ I used to hold have changed ♪

♪ If we move closer ♪

♪ And let it take over ♪

♪ Then love ♪

♪ Will lead ♪

♪ The way ♪

WOMAN: You stinker!