All language subtitles for Breaking all the rules .1985

Why can't he use the doggie door
not use it?

He doesn't get it.
It's too new.

Your dog?

Your home.

Did you read the paper?
- No.

The old man quits.

What?
- Junior takes over. The king is dead.

What a way to let us know.
- Tell me about it.

New York puts him in charge of both
magazines. Consolidation.

Sales are moderate. There may be layoffs
in the editorial staff, so beware.

Hey, Mr. Gascon would like to see you.
Mr. Gascon Junior, that is.

Hey.

We're getting fired, aren't we?
- I don't know.

Man. I just last Thursday
broke up with my girlfriend. That was stupid.

Now I won't have a job and
no girlfriend anymore.

Soon I'll end up as a coffee salesman
at Starbucks.

What about you, Quincy?
Are you still going with that model?

Helen.
- Don't matter.

Never fear. Tonight we will announce
announce our engagement at the Zig Zag Club.

You should be there.
- After work?

Yes.
- After work could be as early as ten minutes.

Mr. Gascon doesn't need to see you.
Thank you.

See?
- Really, so I can go?

You can go. I'm sorry.

Mr. Watson, he's waiting for you.
- Just me?

Excuse me.
- No, excuse me.

As you've probably heard, Quincy,
our company is downsizing.

Yes, I heard that.

I have a problem, Quincy.
I have to lay off 15 percent of the staff.

It is miserable and it is necessary.

Yes.

Now I saw in your resume...

That you spent a year studying psychology
studied.

Berkeley.

You are familiar with crazy people.
- Mainly from living in Los Angeles.

Okay. What do you know about firing
people?

How is that?
- I don't know. Dismiss.

Just fired, normally.

Employee termination, yes.
There are several studies about it.

I didn't study it myself.
Why?

Does the name Jeffrey Jasper mean anything to you?

Yeah, the guy from New Jersey.
- Exactly. He was fired.

Grabbed a gun, got drunk
and shot ten bullets into his stomach.

Well, I don't want to go through the same thing.
I want you to...

I don't know, a guideline or
establish a set of procedures.

Wouldn't Mr. Peters from human resources
not be more suitable?

Probably did.
But I already fired that one this morning.

He was not happy about it. He said he was
would kill me with a golf club.

Mr. Peters?
- A MacGregor 3 iron. Very specific.

I would like to have these guidelines
on my desk.

Is that going to be a problem?
- No, sir.

Helen?

Helen?

You can never be too careful.

Watch out.

My mistake.

Are you okay?

'See you tonight, I love...'
I love you, too.

'Employee Termination:

Psychological Strategies
For Employees.

Do you have someone you want to fire?

Q, relax.
She'll be here, okay? Relax.

Okay, hey. Let's have a toast.

On my cousin Q.
- Yes.

On having sex with one woman
For the rest of your life

every time.

In so many different positions.
Don't you get tired of that?

So should you.
If she doesn't hurry...

Relax. She'll come around.
- I'm good.

You're good, but I'm...
- There she is already.

There he goes. There he goes.

Where have you been?
Everyone is waiting for you.

You have Evan, Greg, Lamont, Trey,
everybody here. Where are your girlfriends?

They're not coming.
- Okay. Why not?

I didn't invite them.
- Do you want to tell them later?

What? You want a little kiss right here
on your backside?

I'm getting a bad feeling about this.
- Don't you want to get engaged now?

Please don't get angry. But I think
we should take some time for ourselves.

Getting away from each other.
Thinking about things.

What for?
- Everything between us is so perfect.

Too easy, never dramatic.
- What are you talking about?

I'm 25 years old and still waiting
for that great passion, you know.

I mean, that's not your fault.
You just don't.

You don't do romantic things.

Look, I want to marry you. I want to
rest of my life with you.

Isn't that romantic?
Flattering to say the least?

See, you just don't get it.
I need to be away from you for a while.

What have I done to you?
- I'm so sorry.

You let these people think I
hit you. Where are you going?

It's not important.
- To me, it is.

You don't want to know.
- Girl, I do want to know.

No, you don't want to.
- Girl, you better tell me.

What, are you crying?

I'm going to Paris with Tony...

You're going to Paris with whom?
- Tomorrow.

You're going to Paris with my best man?

And I brought all these people together
to announce my engagement?

I wanted to send you a letter,
but that wouldn't have been fair.

Are you stoned? Have you been smoking dope?
Writing me a letter?

Sending a card from Paris?
- No, it had not been a card.

You know I love you.

Girl, I don't even know who you are.
You're somebody else right now.

You're an alien now.
Helen, Helen. Girl, don't go...

I think she just broke up with me.
- Lord, have mercy.

Quincy.

Quincy. What are you doing?
- Hey, Mr. Gascon. Hey.

Do you have an instruction manual for it?

For what?
- For firing.

Yes. I researched it.
Put everything together.

Okay. Excellent. Excellent.
- Yes, yes.

Okay, here it is.
- Okay. I see names.

What is this?
- Yes. Well...

it's just a little experiment.

Fixed. I don't understand what you're
talking about.

Come on. What?
Don't kid me.

I don't. Yes.
- A list of people who should be...

fired.
- What? You want me to do it?

Of course. You're the expert.
- No, wait a minute.

I did the research. I didn't know you were
were about to fire people.

Yes. No, no.
Well look, I thought I was clear.

No, no.
- Well, then that's my fault. Okay.

Sorry. Sorry.
- Okay. Okay.

Well, let me know how it goes.
- Mr. Gascon, listen.

I don't feel comfortable with this.
- Well, of course you don't.

To feel comfortable you have to
be a monster.

Yes, yes.
- No, you are not a monster and neither am I.

Right, right.
- I happen to be in the position...

On which you can delegate tasks,
and you don't.

Hey, good luck.

Quincy. What's up, man?
- Hey, nothing.

You look terrible.
- Thank you.

You look like it was a clap.
- Yes, I got clapped.

Okay. What's going on?
- This and that.

This and that?
- Yes.

Sandra said you wanted to see me.
- Yes.

So that's how it goes, huh?
- See...

That's okay.

Shit!

Make sure Mr. Gascon gets this.
- Of course.

Q.

Q. Come on, open the door, man.

Q. Man, what are you wearing, Q?

You know, it feels nice on my skin.
- Are you going to let me in?

What should you do?
- Listen.

Your mother, my aunt,
called me...

Every day, for a week now.
She worries about you.

Can't you call her?
- I've been busy.

Been busy?
- I have been busy.

Come out...
- Watch out for the piss.

What's that?
- You're in such a hurry you're not looking.

No.

See, this bothers me, Q.
- Kind of a mess, huh?

It looks like a collection of
germs. Where are your things?

Helen brought some stuff with her.
She took a television.

She left me here with the dog and
half a nude picture of her. Just mean.

I gave her everything but my soul.
- And I'm sure she wanted it too.

Just greedy.
- Don't give it to them.

You just have to pretend
you're giving it to them.

Why do I have to pretend?
Why can't I just be myself?

No one finds pathetic
attractive.

Was that cheese? Okay look,
I'm sorry about Helen, okay?

But you've got to get your life back
on track now, mate.

I wrote.
- You wrote?

Letters to Helen. A few letters.

How many letters, Q?

I couldn't get the right tone.
- No, how many letters?

I just stayed possessed by the way
way she left me and she told me.

Then it occurred to me, with my
'end for workers' research....

That if Helen were my boss, she would
would fire me in a terrible way.

Terrible in every way. Public humiliation,
conflicting messages, horrible timing.

Yes, I wrote a letter.

I wrote a letter about how
disgusting I find her manner and technique.

Her way and technique of dumping you?

Exactly.
- Okay. Where is that letter?

I'll call your mother.
- Wait.

No, that's a cry for help.
I'm calling your mother.

It started as a letter, then
it formed a manual.

A manual on how to dump a loved one
dump a loved one...

based on psychological and
'end for workers' research.

You want to tell me that you don't
find this strange?

What is strange, huh?
What's strange about it?

If you break up with someone,
or fire someone...

then you want to do that in the simplest way
do it without being a stalker.

I call it, "The Plan.
- The Plan?

The Plan. It is brilliant.

Do you have a table of contents?

I don't believe him.

Committed or commit?
Time to kill.

Location, location.
Why break up at her home?

You have control over the length of the uitmaken,
you can leave whenever you want.

A person can follow you when you are in
a pub, restaurant or hotel.

But no one leaves
his own apartment.

And the answering machine?
- Change the message...

back to the automatic default,
because the dumped will continue to call

Just to hear the voice
and then hang up.

And that causes a circle of
emotional desperation...

especially when the voice says:
'I'm not at home. I'm in Paris.'

You see, in my eyes falling in love is
blissful insanity.

But breaking up, that's
a mental thing.

Well, how do we improve that intellectual something?
We do that through science.

What were you planning to do with this?

I am...

I have a girl I've been with for
three months with.

Chapter six. Yes.
What is... Capricorn?

Aries.
- Yes.

Want to test this in practice?

Quincy? We're going to be rich, mate.
We're going to be so incredibly rich.

How to dress. How to behave.
What to wear. What not to wear.

All I've done is investigate
and realizing that you can make it out

but improving through
of science.

That's my boyfriend's cousin, over there.
- Who's that, honey?

That guy on television, talking about his
written book about how to break up.

He's not exactly leading us out of the Middle Ages, is he?
He's cute for a while, though.

How is he?
- I don't know. I've never met him.

But I know he's lonely.
- Why do you say that?

What woman wants a man who is
expert at dumping people?

You're right about that. Okay, here we go.

How is your love life?

Are you seeing anyone?
- One moment.

So, what do you want me to do?

Something drastic. I've been with
with lvan and I really like him....

but he's starting to get a little
nervous.

You know how the good ones are.

I think I need to scare him.

I have to scare myself.
I had that dream again.

The one with the straps?
- No. The one with Halle Berry.

So...
- Dreaming of Halle for a haircut....

happens to everyone from time to time.

How does it feel to be in this building
as an author and not a slave?

I can wait at Philip's office.
- I don't want you to be lonely.

Lonely?
- You need to get outside more...

Because it's depressing to see you.

A fan wrote me a letter,
saying I was arrogant.

No, no. Let me tell you something.
You have a...

humane service provided to the world.
- No.

No, listen to me.
You should feel good about that.

How can anyone find their true love....

When stuck in a number of
dead-end relationships? Quincy...

You are a love maker.
- I just need someone normal.

See, there you go already. There are no
normal relationships. Do you know why?

Because there are no normal women.

You know what? A girl came to my house.
I had never seen her before.

She said she had read my book.
- Wait, a groupie.

My boy had his first groupie.
Groupies are there to please, all right.

They're there to do whatever, whenever,
no matter what, kid.

I couldn't.
- Q! Don't tell me that, man.

You know what I would do to be with
a groupie?

If it happens again,
you can pretend to be me.

That's what I'm going to do. I'm meeting Nicky
later today. Would you like to see her?

No. How many weeks does she have left?
- Technically, her time is almost up.

But she's a little unusual. So...
- You like her.

No.
- Then you just sit and stare at the sky.

No, I...
- When you like someone, you start staring.

Okay, you know what it is?
She has long, black sexy hair.

I have a strange pain in my balls.
- I don't want to stare at that.

Anyway, you like her, Q.
She does physical therapy at the hospital.

She is intelligent.
- Mulatto?

No, no. A little cinnamon.
- Okay, intelligent as in smart.

Yes, intelligent as in smart.
She is decisive.

She has a body and that
long black hair.

Shit, there it is again.

You are too old to have flats.

You put it somewhere that
it shouldn't be in?

It is a very social body, but...

Yo.
- He's ready for you.

Okay. I'm just saying that one day
a girl will dump you....

Before you dump her. It's going to make you
very sensitive.

Don't fool me.
- I'm not fooling you.

She's going to hide things from you.

And before you know it she says
those fatal words to you:

"Honey, I think we need to talk.

Answered with the door.
- Okay, fine. I'm out.

Turn around, respond, away.
- Do you need anything from the clinic?

Hey.
- Hey.

Author, author. Good to see you.
- King Author, dear. King Author.

How's it going?
- Well, yeah.

Ready for the second printing?
- Let's do it.

Does the publisher treat you well?
- Pretty decently.

That book is just the beginning.

I can already see a whole row of books in front of me.

Spoil's Guide to Sex.
Spoil's Guide to Golf.

Spoil's Guide to Pimping.
- I stigmatize the whole world.

Yes.
- Okay.

You're wondering why
I asked you here.

Yes, why am I here?
- Okay, just... Have a seat.

Let me be straightforward.
I need your help.

With what?
- Firing someone.

Which is not the right word. More
'letting go', 'getting rid of', getting rid of'.

Another employee?
- It's my friend.

You want me to help
send your girlfriend out the door?

No, only if you could.
No, no. I have to do this myself.

I'm not going to carry this over. I would want to
if I could, but I can't. It's just...

I don't know what to do. This woman...
God, she has power over me.

Just like... Just like voodoo, hoodoo,
she does it! She's got me.

I'm... I'm not myself.

No. This is not me.

Hey, it's Sandra.

You asked me to tell you
If there was anything you need to know.

Mr. Gascon called in someone.
- I need a professional.

A professional in divorces?
- Indeed.

Me?
- You.

Him.
- You have to help me.

No, it's a disaster. My God.
Amy, I look like hell.

No, Evan is going crazy.
No, I don't know what I did. It's ugly.

Oh Jesus. Will you stop
with this "perfect couple" nonsense.

No, no, I don't look like Halle Berry.
I look like her Yorkshire terrier.

Okay. No, I have to go.

Nicky.

Nicky.
- I'm in the bedroom.

Okay, come on.
We're going to be late.

Did you hear me?
- I'm not coming out.

What?
- Never. I can't figure it out.

What are you working on?
- Nothing.

You don't do anything in
the bedroom?

Yes.
- And why don't you ever get out?

Because I'm hiding.
- And why are you hiding?

Honey, we need to talk.

Damn, he cursed me.

Prepare yourself.

God.

Evan?

Hey, Evan?

Evan?

What's up, Q?
- What are you doing here?

I drove by and saw
the lights on.

That's why I'm here.
- Why are you beating me?

You cursed me man. I knew it.
- I'll kill you.

Do you know what happened?
- Well?

She tried to make out.
- What?

'What? ' She was indistinct
and she was hiding

And do you know what she said to me?
'Honey, we need to talk.'

Yes, that sounds familiar, doesn't it?
- What did you say?

What do you mean?
I snuck out. Weggling.

You'd put a point on it anyway.

I with her yes.
Do you understand? Me with her.

That's quite a difference.
But it's good, because I have a plan.

Here's the plan, right? I have prepared
to meet her at Zig Zag at 21:00.

Come on.
- So you go there.

You tell her I'll be a little late.

You put in a good word for me.
Telling her how wonderful I am...

How nice it is for her to be with me.
Call me and I'll take over.

Where are you waiting?
- I'm right here.

Why do you stay in my house?
- I can't go home. She will find me there.

Chapter 3.
- Chapter 3.

You read.
- Come on.

That's why you're so nervous.

Nicky?

Maybe.
- Maybe not? What is your name?

No, I'm not Nicky. Sorry.
- Okay, the wrong name.

Sorry. Quincy.
Did you ask my name?

No.
- Didn't you just ask...?

Okay, well, my name is Quincy.
- Okay.

Mary.
- Mary, nice to meet you.

I was actually here because my cousin
sent me to look for his girlfriend.

She has long hair.
I never realized how many women ...

having long hair in L.A.

No other typical features
such as a scar or a tattoo

Dimples or something?
- Nice smile.

No, not that I know of.

Perhaps her description of you is
more detailed than the other way around.

She doesn't know me.

She thinks she will
will meet.

But that doesn't happen?
- No, no. My cousin sent me because....

somehow he's afraid
that she will break up with him.

Why does he think that?

Because she wants to talk.

Has he considered that she
might want to talk about something else?

You know women
Who just want to talk.

You guys, if you want to talk,
you talk. And you talk.

Just talk-talk-talk.
- We are the same.

Really.

What does he expect you to do about it?
- He wants me to flirt with her....

And telling her how wonderful he is.

Very professional.
- I said.

And the crazy thing is that I have to lie.

He's not great.
- What do you mean?

He's a misogynist.
He's a player, you know?

And he has an obligation
of three months.

Really?
- Yes. No, a stable policy.

Sounds like a real beauty.
- Even within these months...

he's messing around with other girls.
So I'm thinking, 'What's it about? '

Yes, what is it about?
- Enough. Would you like a drink?

Yes, a bloody mary.
A double, please.

Mary loves bloody marys. How cute.

Yes. Say, Quincy,
what are you doing?

I'm an editor for Spoil magazine.
- Really?

You know, you remind
me of someone.

You too.
- Really?

Halle Berry.

You have some of it.

Thanks.
- Yes.

Q.
- No attendance.

Damn. That's a sign, isn't it?
- As clear as a lighthouse by the sea.

Would you like to join us for a drink?

I can't, man. I just met
met a play.

We can go somewhere later
eat and grab a club.

I did not say that I
wrote that book. Is that underhanded?

You are dating.
All unfair.

Okay.

Strange huh. You were supposed to meet
meet and I would meet mine.

And we met at the same
moment.

That's not weird.
- It's not?

No. Do you want to hear something strange?
- Tell me.

Teratomas.
- Those are those little cookies.

In one of those packets?
- No, that's tiramisu.

Teratomas. Those are growths
that can grow in our bodies

formed by all three
embryonic precursors.

What does that mean?
- It means they have her...

and skin and glands, so they sweat
like you are now, and brain tissue.

I saw one taken out of a woman
as big as a basketball.

And when they cut it open,
it had a full row of teeth.

Everything that comes together to create a
human life is there.

But somehow it seems
something horrible is. Insane.

What is the weirdest thing you
can tell?

You can't bite through your own skin.

What?
- That's impossible.

First law of nature: Self-preservation.
You can't because you are selfish.

I can't bite through my own flesh,
because I'm too selfish?

Try.
- No.

Bite yourself.
- That's sad.

Bite yourself.
- Okay.

Want some hot sauce?

I can't bite my skin,
because I am wise.

It's the same thing, biologically speaking.
Look, if you're not selfish...

are you crazy
And then you can do it.

And what if you care more about someone
than you care about yourself?

First, 'Why would you do that? '
Second: 'Are you talking about love? '

Yes, love.

If someone is in love, and
therefore not selfish, then he or she is crazy

and might bite through his or her
own flesh might bite.

So being in love and being crazy,
are the same thing?

That much is clear.

Do you want to bite your other hand?
- No.

Do you want to bite me? I am tender.
I am moist. To love.

Hello.

Quincy Watson, I presume?

Yes, that's me. Quincy.

Quincy Watson.
How is it? Come on in.

I'm Rita Monroe.
- Yes, you are, Rita.

That's his way of saying hello.
- Oh God.

"Hello, Rita.

Have a drink?
- Do you know why I'm here?

I know. I know. Know...?
Do I know...? Do I know why?

Moment.

You have read my book?
- It is familiar to me.

I'm also familiar with the
fact that you...

gives my Philip directions
to part ways.

Not really a good idea.
I'm totally...

Everyone has an aspiration, and mine
is to become Mrs. Philip Gascon.

Sorry. What did you say?

I'm saying that I think we should
should sit around the table sometime.

One professional against another.

Professional?
- Don't delude yourself.

It's not just about love.

It's not about love.
I think I understand it now.

I'm sorry.
I didn't expect you to be so...

What, so honest?
- Frank.

There is no need to
work against each other in this regard.

Want to talk about compensation?
- Very direct.

Was I going too fast for you?
- No. I'm used to small, frightened...

to calm down, you know?

I'm not used to
doing business with a real guy.

I need to find an ATM.

Get this.

Look at him drunk over there.
- Where am I.

In my living room. What kind of
man dishonors someone's dog?

Have you seen a woman?
- You insane...

do you need help
to get a dog drunk?

What did you do to the dog?
I'm going to turn you in.

It's not your dog,
it's your ex's.

If Helen came home and saw a
drunk pug, what would she say?

You can't give pugs alcohol,
they're not rottweilers.

Their kidneys are tiny.
- Helen is not coming back.

It's not about Helen.

No. And it's absolutely not
About the dog.

I don't know what kind of retarded stuff you...
Are you wearing my underpants?

Mr. Lynch, how many times have I said....

don't take your clothes off
for therapy.

Hold my cock.

Okay. I'll come back
when you are dressed.

Dr. Jacobs, call 2035.

Evan called.
One o'clock, at your place.

A little afternoon pleasure?
He's so romantic.

You are the reason I date.

He thinks it's over between us.
He's freaking out.

Are you putting a stop to it?
- No, or I didn't intend to.

Then I started dating Quincy,
who thinks I'm Mary.

If he finds out,
Evan is like Devils.

Not that Quincy is reliable,
because he lied about...

What he does or did
when he wrote that book.

But he looked honest, and then
there's this crazy attraction that

O God.

So I think the answer is yes.

What yes?
- I drop Evan rock hard.

Hey.
- You're late.

What are we doing all the way out here?
- Spies.

I don't think you realize
what a serious situation I'm in.

I have such good techniques for you
That you'll never think about that girl again.

What is the plan?

Early dinner, maybe a DVD
at my place.

Can't we do that to her?

With her. What should I say?
- Nothing.

Nothing?
- It's all about what you do.

Well, what should I do?
- You should sulk.

Excuse me?

And then you will
eventually ask...

What is it?
- Then you answer...

nothing. Come on, come on.

Honey, there must be something.
- No, there really isn't.

Something is clearly not sitting right.
- No, it's nothing.

Tell me.
Please tell me what's wrong with it.

Then you have her. She is desperate.
Look her straight in the eyes.

Well, you should know,
I want to quit.

Wait a minute. Just like that?

I call it the passive-aggressive
bullet to the head.

She feels responsible.

Eventually she will squeak:
'But why? '

And then you look her straight in the eye
And say, "Hey, I don't love you.

And then you withdraw.

Well, sounds a little ruthless.

It is less cruel than a bad relationship.
I give you this.

Okay? That reminds you of who
you are.

You are made of hard metal. Of steel.

I still don't understand why
we didn't go to your house.

I love a new paint smell.

Something to drink?
- No, thanks.

You look like you swallowed a spider
swallowed a spider.

I didn't just swallow a spider.

A rat?
- No.

Do you want to know what it is?
- What you swallowed?

Why do I look surly?
- You look a little harsh.

No. I was just explaining to you
That I was sulking.

Because you are hardy.

When was the last movement?
- It's not about that.

Do you want to know what it's about?
- No.

Why not?
- Because you look so cute.

Something is on my mind.
Something you should know.

Philip, rub my leg warm. I have a cramp.

Do you want to know
what's on my mind?

First, rub my leg warm.

Higher.

Higher.

What's on your mind kid?

Here we go.

He is open.

You cut your hair.
- I know.

No, but I mean,
you really cut your hair.

I mean, you look like that actress.

Halle Berry.
- No, not Halle Berry, please. No.

The actress in that movie
about drug addicts.

That's what you look like.
- Like a drug addict?

It doesn't matter,
because, you know...

What a haircut!
- You like it?

No, I hate it. It's good.
It makes it so much easier.

I want to break up.
- What?

Yes, "What" I no longer want.

You cannot end the relationship with me.
I have to do that with you.

Well...

Apparently not.

This is so unfair. This is totally how
you are, just totally contradictory.

Okay, but why are you screaming?
Because you wanted to break up with me.

Yesterday you wanted to have "the talk.
remember?

I didn't want to break up.
You just thought that.

No.
Okay. I saw the pout.

You had a pout when I came in.
- That wasn't a pout.

It was a pout, though.
Your forehead looked like a walnut.

I saw.
- Okay, today I had a pout.

Yesterday, totally misread.
- Today, today. What?

About the conversation.
- But why did you cut your hair?

To keep you, stupid.
- This is too confusing. I'm leaving.

Go away, nigger. I don't care.
Who's keeping you?

You're offended because you
tried to stop me.

I didn't.
You tried to stop me.

It's all right. I'm leaving.
But you stopped me.

You almost forced me to go out with
another man.

What?

Yes.

What other man?
- The one I was out with, of course.

Where did you go?
- Where we were.

Are you suddenly a joker now?

It's all right, because I'm leaving here.

How long had you been dating that man?

You know what? That's none of your
none of your business now, does it?

Did you guys do it?
- No, not really.

Are you guys still together?
- No, he dumped me.

He dumped you?

He is good.
- Too good.

It doesn't make sense.
You guys were perfect.

You should get married.
- It does make sense.

His best friend comes, pretends
like he doesn't know who I am.

Talks affectionately about Evan to get me angry
get, knows the big picture....

And then he lies about what he does.

"And what does he do?" you ask. He thinks of
ways to break up with him. It's obvious.

Did they?
- They did the hustling and switching.

Evan handed me over to Quincy, like:

'I would take that ass in hand.
You try it.'

No. What are you going to do about it?

Quincy doesn't know that I know.

He doesn't see that I see the connection
with Evan.

That I know about that stupid book
That he wrote.

That's good and crazy. I'm letting our
date tonight.

I take him on the romantic path.

And when he tries to kiss me for the first
evening he tries to kiss me.

Yes.
- Then I pull back and laugh at him.

I'm dumping him so hard he'll
will need a walker.

What?

It sounds a little childish.
- It isn't.

Okay. Maybe Evan will realize
how in love he is with you...

and then you can recommend
recommend or...

It's time for my rounds.
We'll talk more later.

Get down, Mr. Lynch.

Q.

What are you doing here?
- Just helping Philip.

Forget about Philip.
Your boy has problems.

I know.
- Are you ready for this?

I'm in love.
- You said so.

No, no. That was lust.
That was just jumping and pounding....

Dirty-talking-while-I-love-that-can-slave
This...

This is love. It's Nicky.
- Yeah, right.

I broke up with her today.
- Strange way to express your love.

I wasn't in love with her when I
I did, okay? At least...

I thought I wasn't.

Was I in love with her
When I did?

No. I wasn't until she told me
that she was dating another man.

That's jealousy, not love.
- You think so?

Of course it's jealousy,
that's what I'm saying.

Why should I be jealous
if I'm not in love?

Sometimes we have that now.
- I think I made a big mistake.

I don't know what to do.
What do you think I should do?

Buy something for her.
Diamond rings, clothes.

Here we go. You don't need any help.
- Credit card.

I need to find this guy and stick my
foot up his ass.

Maybe he's big.
And he'll finish you off.

You know, if she hadn't
had cut her hair so stupidly...

Did she cut her hair?
- Yes. Can you believe it?

Women know that it is an
aggressive act toward men.

Women cutting their hair, it's aggression.
She made me aggressive.

No long hair?
- No long hair.

She thinks she looks like Halle Berry.
Come on.

Halle Be...

You know, it's...

What is wrong with you?
- Nothing. I was bubbling.

You know, my stomach is upset.
I ate some of those taquitos....

that they had before.
No, I have to go.

Where is a...
I'm going to the bathroom.

Nicky?

So, Mary.

Is that short for Marilyn?
- No.

Actually, no.

Why don't you tell me a little more
about your job as an editor.

You know what I'm actually trying to do?
I'm trying to write a book.

Like a children's book.
- Of course, a book.

It's called: All dogs leave
Los Angeles.

Because they can't get attention
or love.

Where are they going?
- Compton.

What happened to your sleazy friend
and his long-haired girlfriend?

They broke up.
- How did he catch that?

Like he made a big mistake.
- Does he think so?

Yes, they say honesty is the most
important element in love.

I don't believe that.

I think honesty is the most important
element in a relationship, but for love...

it somehow seems
not so important.

What does matter in love?

Love itself.

Who the hell do you think you are?

We had an agreement.

I don't know what kind of retarded game
you think you're playing....

But you're out of your division.
- Must be a wrong number.

Safe word: Frog.
- Grow up.

Listen, Mr. Watson, if you want more than sex
want, just fucking say so.

But double dealing? Completely
unacceptable. Just call me back.

Things like this elude me.

I swear I don't know who it is.
They must have the wrong number.

I don't know who it is.
- I'm gone.

Another Quincy.
Hey, wait honey.

Look, I swear I don't know...
- What do you swear?

That you are honest and forthright?
Is that what you swear?

Mostly, yes.

Take everything you need.
Take all you need.

She took the day off.
But if there's anything I can do for you....

Will she be here tomorrow?
- I don't think so.

I called.
She didn't call back.

You have beautiful eyes.
- Thank you.

Is there anything else I can
I can help you with? I like your hat.

I am so confused.

So do I.
- What should I do, Mr. Lynch?

Love me.

And holding your dick, right?

Okay.

Is he gone?
- Yes.

Finally.
- I think he is very sorry.

Shouldn't you give him a chance?

I don't know.
- You two belong together.

What do you think?

If you hate this girl so much, why
can't you break up with her?

It's called fear.
Don't get me wrong...

she has many fine qualities:
Beautiful, fun, smart...

But after a while you get the feeling
of bottomlessness and unmercifulness.

Well tell me, spiteful little animal....

what does Philip have to offer you?

You tell me.

Nothing. Nope. Nada.

Book refund.

Book?
- Tit for tat. I can give you tit for tat.

Philip Gascon?
- But you decide.

Will you help Philip break up with me,
or will you help me marry him?

Shit. Shit.
- What is it?

I have a cramp.

Where?
- In my leg.

I'll help you rub.

Here?
- Yes, there.

That's where the cramp is.

You don't even listen to me.

Hello, Philip?

Where are you?
- Sorry.

Look, if something isn't done soon,
I'll be married soon.

Why do you want to marry Philip?

Quincy, Quincy, Quincy.

I am an easygoing girl.

I was raised by a poor, not particularly
loving family, on the wrong side of Toledo.

I arranged a life for myself
mainly based on good looks.

I get five to seven more years of money coming in.
It's actually quite easy.

I mean, even the book is theoretical.
Just...

don't fall in love.
That's the most important thing.

Don't fall in love. It's dangerous.
Someone can get hurt.

Do you like Philip?
- No. I like him.

He is kind.
He is a sympathetic man.

But women don't like men
who can manipulate them.

And a man who can manipulate you?

Well, if I find one....

I'm sure I'll fall in love.

You have to dump her in public.

Do it at the post office, airport.

Banks are good.
Where there is security.

But you have to show up with attendance.

You have to be self-aware.
- I know, I have to be self-aware.

Yes. You have to...

I didn't tell you about the face.

What?
- Do you know about the face?

No.
- The face of immutability.

That's where you drain all the emotion from your
face, like this here:

See? You show no emotion, difficult for
someone to be emotional with you.

This breaks the circle of
facial expressions.

It shows pain, anger and vulnerability.

Yes, keep that. Keep that. Keep that.
- Yes.

When you see her, you take action,
you don't wait. You say, "It's over.

Philip.

What's the matter with you?
- Nothing. I want to break up.

What are you saying?
- Yes, I want to break up.

Here?
- Yes, here.

Why here?

To prevent violence.

In a post office?

Philip, it's not you.
I know.

You're a FedEx guy.
- Yeah, I guess.

Well, it's not possible.
- Why not?

Because we're getting engaged.
- We are not getting engaged at all.

I thought about it...

And it's the best thing to do.
It's the most generous thing to do.

I don't want to be generous.

Honey, I'm being generous, not you.

Let's be honest for a moment, Philip.

You're getting older, boring white man.

Without me, you are invisible.

So a good person as I am....

You can't just let it go.

I just want to break up.
- Of course you do.

We'll get a bottle of wine and then
you tell me about it. Okay?

Come on. Come on.

Rufus, my darling.

How is my little darling doing?

Rufus, it's me. Helen.

Stop doing that.

Do you have something to say to me?

Yes.
- What?

Have you ever heard of the question game?

No.
- It's very simple.

When you ask me a question,
I have to answer it honestly.

If I ask you a question, you have to
you also have to answer it honestly.

Sounds suspicious, mean and dangerous.
- No.

Shall I begin?

What's your name again? Mary?

Nicky.

Your turn.
- Okay.

What are you doing like this?

I was an editor at Spoil magazine.

Then I wrote the handbook on
How to dump a loved one.

How long did you know?
- The first night at the pub.

How long have you known that my
wasn't named Mary?

Yesterday.
- So you didn't know that that first night?

Hold on.

Why did you go out with me?

Because you thought I looked like Halle Berry.

Who was that woman on the phone?
- I don't know.

No other girlfriends?

No. None of that.

Do you like Evan?

I thought so.

Once you knew who I was, were you
planning to stop seeing me?

I can't. It's my cousin.
That's not right.

But here you are.
- Here we are.

Why is that?

I am mad.

How crazy.
- I'm crazy like:

Not a drop of blood.
What should a girl think of that?

I am bleeding inside.

Wait, wait.
Wait, Quincy, wait.

Wait. Maybe we
not do it, Quincy.

Why?
- You know why.

Yes, you're right.
You're right.

I need to talk to him.

Yes. If we were to have wild sex tonight,
it would only complicate things.

Yes, yes. Indeed.

I'm tripping.
I'm going to talk to him.

You know what?
Maybe I should just go.

Do you want to go?
- Do you want me to go?

Only if you want to.
- I don't.

Then don't go.
- Then why did you bring it up?

We could play a game.
- Naked Twister.

No, I know a more fun game.
- Really?

The fantasy game.
- The fantasy game.

You sit there and I sit here.
- Okay.

You tell me one of your
favorite fantasies.

And I'll tell you one of mine.

You may go first.
- Okay.

There are these little chicks....

And those are covered in oil.

You go first.
I still have to work mine out.

Okay. I sleep...

in a...

deep, beautiful sleep.

A stranger enters my bedroom.

And his lips...
And he tastes so sweet...

Sweet as fruit.
- Grape?

Grape.
- Yes, grape.

And then his lips go...

slowly to the underside of
my body, of my neck

To my breasts...

To my belly.

I can just barely hold my
breath and...

This... It's like a slow...

huge explosion and...

Get off. What are you doing?

What?
The dream and the lips.

It was a fantasy.

My...
- God.

You wound me up. I...

I felt ...

Who cares. God.
- Yes.

That didn't go well, did it?

Somehow
it turned into mediation.

We started far apart.

I wanted to break up,
she wanted to get engaged.

In the end, we came to a
compromise.

What did the compromise entail?
- We got engaged.

Congratulations.
- Thank you.

And do you still want to break up?
- More than ever.

You know I believe in honesty and
sincerity?

I have great respect for your philosophy.

Forget all that.
We're going to write a letter.

The letter states that you are apart.
I'll even write it. Okay?

After that, all you do is change your phone numbers
and change your answering machine.

Take a vacation for two weeks, to
an exotic destination known only to you.

Don't you want to go somewhere
where you can be naked...

run on the beach, have fun
have fun and hop?

Hop as much as you want,
then come back, and change.

Change your habits. Change
your schedule for about...

six months.

Yes.
- Yes?

I can.
- Running around naked somewhere, can't you?

I have an ass, and I'm going to show it.

If this is what you want. I don't want to see it.
Show your ass.

Okay, let's see some butts.

You shouldn't get naked here.
- I can just run away!

Okay. All right, man.
You're scaring me.

You make...
You scare me.

Evan. That cousin of yours is a genius.

Don't forget to give me that letter.
Around seven o'clock? Okay.

Bye.
- What are you giving him?

I have to rail against you.
- I have something I want to show you.

Watch your eyes. Watch your eyes.
- Nicky?

Who else?
- I thought you broke it off.

Q, the deeper the pit, the greater the
romantic gesture by climbing out.

And this is a great gesture.

Do you think she's interested?
- I know.

How do you know?
- I know.

Her boyfriend told me.
- No, she didn't.

Well.
- Her bloke?

She's just using some loser
to get me, the real prize.

Do you think he's a loser?
- I know who he is.

I don't believe that.
That she would choose that.

Believe it. I know Nicky, right?
I see what she wants to accomplish with this.

She loves little games,
and I like to play along.

Some kinky games, right?
- Man.

Why are you doing this?
- I love that woman, that's why.

Do you think it's not a good idea?
- No.

I got you. I knew you would say that.
You are almost safe and under control.

And this...

This is insane, right?
- When?

The amazing plan takes effect
into effect tonight.

I am so brilliant.

How's it going?
I'm looking for Nicky Callas.

I'm a good friend of hers,
Quincy Watson.

You know, she's gone for a few hours,
but you can leave a message.

Of course. Can you tell me
where she went?

No. No idea.

Make sure she gets this.
This is important.

Okay?
- Of course.

Hey.
- Hey.

Still ready for tonight, or not?
- Of course.

Nicky.
- No, it's Philip.

Are you bringing that letter already?

Yes, I am coming.
- Thank you very much.

Surprise!

I couldn't rush to paradise
Without celebrating a second printing.

Ladies and gentlemen,
Quincy Watson, author.

There he is.
Hey, I have a surprise for you.

It's in the back.

You haven't seen Philip's girl, have you?
- I doubt she was invited.

Good, good.
- Yes.

I thought you had an appointment with Nicky.
- It's being arranged.

Trust me, boy.
No, hey, trust me.

Have I ever let you down?
Have I ever let you down?

Hello, Quincy.
- Helen?

Yes. What are you doing here?

I'm back.

Whose party is this?
- A friend.

I wanted to go to the movies.
- Stop whining. It's going to be fun.

I had to leave for a moment to realize...

That not you had to change

but me.

You are perfect...

as you are.

But I would do anything
to make it right between us.

Amy, what did you do?

My God.

I'm going to close my eyes now.

And you can kiss me or slap me.

It doesn't matter to me.

Excuse me. Q.

I need to talk to you. Now.

Don't go.

Nicky is here. Yes, yes.
And Rita's here, too.

What?
- It's a long story, okay?

But I need you to get Nicky and bring her
back here to me.

I'll tell you how to recognize her.
- I know, short hair.

I don't see Evan anywhere.
- I can't believe you're doing this to me.

I'm leaving.
- No. He has changed.

Okay, it was supposed to be a surprise,
but he has a ring.

What kind of ring?
- A diamond ring, silly.

You are a psychotic.

Truly a psychotic.

Well, that's harsh.
- Excuse me.

Nicky. Hey, what's up?
- Quincy.

You know what? Let's get out of here.
- Yeah.

I was thinking we were going to
jumping, kind of...

You know, have you seen the floors?
These floors are amazing.

Who is that woman waving there?
- She's looking at you.

Do you have the letter?

Here.
- Okay, Nicky.

I see you've already met Quincy. Nice.
- Didn't you tell him?

What not told?

That's the girl.
- Hey.

Let's blow out these candles.
- Yes.

I think I'm going to socialize.

Hi, I'm Helen,
Quincy's inspiration.

I'm Nicky, Quincy's girlfriend.

I'm Rita. I fuck him alone.

Hey, Evan, I'm dating Nicky.
- What?

I wanted to let you know that Nicky
and I are seeing each other.

My Nicky?
- You know, I don't want to...

Look, I have a thing for Nicky,
and I love her.

Hey, I just met your inspiration
And your little whore.

Do you know what you are?
You are a walking, talking tumor.

No, Nicky, Nicky. Wait.

Hey, Nick!

E! Wait!

E, E, wait a minute man.
Look, it's not what you think.

I guess you weren't thinking.

I didn't know what...
- I don't care about that.

You don't do something like that to your family.
You know the rules.

Yeah, I know you know.
Fuck you man.

I will get her back, Q.
Stay away from her.

Dude.

Were you going somewhere?

Yes, just a business trip. You know
decided at the last minute...

to London, only...

Yes, just...

Well, you know, the pool at the hotel?
- You're allergic to chlorine.

Not so much.
- You stop breathing.

Locks changed?
- Yes, the key broke off in the...

But it...
- Is this letter addressed to me?

Maybe you should just read it.

There's something I need to tell you, but
it may change your opinion of me.

I'm having an affair.

Famous Q.

What do you do, and how
did you get in?

I smashed a window.
- Why did you do that?

Your little dog is very friendly.
- What are you doing here?

Hey, what's your problem man?

Jeez, what's wrong with your husband?

Philip, I'm very confused.
- Yes, you certainly are, I know you are.

You know what?
- Rita told me about your indiscretion.

He bit me. That animal.

The way I listened to you.
The way I confided in you.

It wasn't me, I swear.
- Listen, you ungrateful dog.

If you're like Rita, I will
hire people to break you in two.

And I'm taking that worthless book of yours
off the shelves.

Your "help yourself days are over.

I'm going to marry that girl,
and there's nothing...

What you can do to stop me.

Yes it's just...

Yes.

Stop doing that.

What?

This?

Okay.

Here.

You shouldn't threaten me.

He should have a syringe.

There is no fighting in here.
Both, keep your heads up.

Then a riot and a round....
- Can I help you with anything?

Yes, I was curious....

if I leave my friend's dog here,
can you find a good home?

Come with me.
- Okay. Here you go.

You have your apartment,
skylight, Jacuzzi.

You will have terrible lunatics here.

Yes, they all get three days,
but between us...

none of them will ever
ever get out alive.

Let me know.

Honey, I'm home.
- Are you crazy?

Take that thing away.
- Where are my dogs?

God, it's so ugly.

Fly back to Paris with this.

Come on guys, get her.

Nicky?
- The person you are trying to call...

is not available at this time.

Hey, E, I need to talk to you.
- Hold on.

Before you start,
I have something I want to say.

I'm getting married.
- No.

Oh well, we haven't set a date yet,
but that it's going to happen is for sure.

Are you happy?
- Of course, it's a big day, but...

And that's just as well
do you know why?

I want you to be my best man.
- No, I can't.

Hey, Q. We're going back.
- No, I really can't. I'm serious.

She's here.
- She's here? Why?

No.

Quincy, this is Rita.
Rita this is Quincy.

It's a real pleasure for me to finally
to meet you. I've heard a lot about you.

You have no idea.

Yes, what happened to Philip?
- A heart attack.

What do you think?

Very nice, don't you think?

Fortunately, it all
not too bad afterwards.

But he had to spend a few
days in the hospital.

So there I was, taking care of the sick person.
And who do you think came in?

Hey, is that the "Angler contract" what
you got there?

Yeah, you know, I'll come back.
- No, just put it down.

Here?
- Yes, just here. That's fine.

I'm sorry. Where are my manners?
Evan, this is Rita Monroe.

Rita Monroe, this is Evan Fields.

Of course, I didn't know it was Evan.
I thought it was you.

I felt so used,
so manipulated, that I just...

fell in love.

Is Philip still in the hospital?
- No, I patched him up with the nurse.

Good boy.
- He is in good hands.

Rita, would you excuse us
excuse us for a moment?

I'll see you outside.

What's wrong?
- Nicky spoken?

No, I pursued her for a while, but
that was a very long time ago.

No kidding, kidding.
- Okay.

Rita, it was nice to meet you.

Q.

You still need my permission
to talk to her.

Respect the rules.

I have my own rules now,
old dabbler.

I can't believe he hit you in your ear
hit.

They deserve each other.

Hello?

Hey, where's Nicky?
- She's not here.

When will she come back?
- She will not come back.

What do you mean "she's not coming back"?
- She left for Portland.

Portland?
- You just missed her.

She went by train. She doesn't
not to fly.

Him? Who the hell is he?

Here, Mr. Lynch.

Stop. Your daughter pays me
not enough to...

playing hide-and-seek with you.
Okay?

I'm going to get the tickets.
Stay here.

Jeez.

Hello, two tickets to Portland,
express train please.

Come on.

Jeez.

Nick.

Nicky.

His right hand grabbed at me like this.
- I see.

Okay, we have to go.
We have to leave now.

We go.

Have your tickets ready.

The final destination of
this train is San Diego.

What?

Didn't think so.

What...? My God.

Quincy.

What do you do?
I'm...

It's my fault. I'm an idiot.
- What are you...?

I don't understand
what you're saying.

Do you hear me?
Why are you with the old man?

I don't understand what you are saying.

I am a sucker, an asshole.
I'm really terribly stupid.

I can't understand you.
- I love you. I want you.

What are you...?

No, don't.

Crazy man.
- Don't, don't.

No, don't. Don't.

My God. Stay here.