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( Boy on TV ) Oh. Do you know what the magic monkey says, boys and girls?

It's make-believe time. And you know what that means--

All the big people in the room have to leave.

That's right. You can't take part in make-believe time.

- Only the little people. - ( jet flying overhead )

So if you're over ten years old, we want you to leave the room,

so that the little people can take part in make-believe time, okay?

All right, we're gonna play the music now

for make-believe time. When that music...

Let's go, Pete. Coffee break's over.

We got some birds that wanna come down.

Okay, Mr. Music Man, play the music.

Okay, old favorites there. Okay, bye-bye.

Okay, there goes Mary Lou. Okay, bye-bye.

Okay. All the big people in the room,

that's the end of the music.

( indistinct chatter )

Supervisor here.

He lost you? Oh, that's a bummer.

All right, I'll see if I can get you on a visual.

( Man over radio ) Air Brazil, your baggage door is open after takeoff.

Passenger luggage is dropping along the Van Wyck Expressway heading 240 west.

( sizzling )

What happened?

Hold on a second.

What do you got coming in, in the next five minutes?

Oh, a couple of Braniffs, an Ozark L-10 and a late Concord.

All I got is a jumbo jet and a little Cessna from Miami.

- Do you wanna trade? - What's the catch?

- Uh, the pilot in the Cessna is dead. - No deal.

( Man over radio ) Negative. Air Brazil, just explain that the bags

- are temporarily undergoing special handling. Over. - Man 2: Roger.

What else?

Chicken, ham and cheese, deviled egg, and, uh...

( sniffs )

...a Reuben.

- Got any tuna? - I don't know.

( Pilot on radio ) This is Air France inbound from Tunis coming in at 325.

- Three-fifty. - Hold, Air France. 3.50 for tuna?

Copy your correction. Coming in at 350 from Tunis.

Not you, Tunis. Maintain 325.

Three-fifty, Max. Take it or leave it.

Okay, first, remove the body from the pilot seat.

( groans ) How's it going, Pete?

- Great. Thanks. - See you next week.

You turn left, you go left. You turn right, you go right.

You pull up, you go up. You push down, you go down.

What could be simpler, huh? Hey, you're a pilot.

♪ Temptation, frustration ♪

♪ It's getting hard to understand ♪

♪ Inflation, stagnation ♪

♪ Problems surrounding modern man ♪

♪ Big city, no pity ♪

♪ It's just a thing you can't erase ♪

♪ She's pretty, so witty ♪

♪ If only you could see her face ♪

♪ She's got you dancin' on a dime ♪

♪ She's got you runnin' till you're blind ♪

♪ Gonna get it next time ♪

♪ Statistics, logistics ♪

♪ They never tell you what to feel ♪

♪ The big fix the cheap tricks ♪

♪ They never tell you what is real ♪

♪ You keep on hoping that you'll find ♪

♪ A way to ease your troubled mind ♪

( brakes screeching )

♪ Your modern problems are very real ♪

- ( jet flying overhead ) - ( chickens squawking )

♪ Suspicion, ambition ♪

♪ You go on living day to day ♪

♪ Position, condition ♪

♪ There's got to be a better way ♪

♪ She's got you dancin' on a dime ♪

♪ She's got you runnin' till you're blind ♪

♪ They never I tell you what to feel ♪

♪ Your modern problems are very real ♪

♪ Illusion, confusion ♪

♪ It's hard to know what to believe ♪

♪ Solution, pollution ♪

♪ It's such a tangled web we weave ♪

♪ You keep on hopin' that you'll find ♪

♪ A way to ease your troubled mind ♪

♪ There's always somebody else in line ♪

♪ Gonna get it next time ♪

( phone ringing )

( Darcy on answering machine ) Hi, this is Darcy and Max.

We can't come to the phone right now

because, one, we're not home; two, we're busy fighting;

or three, we're in bed. ( laughing )

Max: It's three. It's three.

- Hello? - ( dial tone )

( tape rewinding )

( beep )

Man: Hello, Mr. Fiedler. This is Jack calling.

( continues distorted )

( beep )

Darcy: Max, it's-it's Darcy.

By now you've probably noticed I've moved out,

and this time I've really had it.

I just can't live with your crazy jealousy anymore.

Paying waiters to spy on me at business lunches,

calling my mother if I don't get home by 7:30.

And today I find a Radio Shack bugging device in my purse.

I just can't understand why you won't trust me. Goodbye.

( beep )

Max, it's me again. I took the cat,

but I couldn't figure out how to pack the kitty litter,

so I left it, but it's pretty clean.

Please don't try to call me because my phone won't be hooked up until Monday.

( beep )

( buzzing, beeping )

Max: Hi, Darcy. It's Max. I'll be home at six.

And, uh, to make up for that argument last night,

I'll take us both out to a nice dinner at Dubrovnik's.

Okay? Bye, hon.

( indistinct chatter )

( violin playing )

Ah, Mr. Fiedler, welcome. But where is Miss Darcy tonight?

Uh, she couldn't make it tonight, Dubrovnik.

Oh, and I saved scraps for her cat.

The cat couldn't make it, either.

The cat couldn't make it, either! Now, that's a good one.

The cat couldn't make it, either.

Your regular table?

Uh, not tonight, Dubrovnik. I'm not exactly feeling regular.

( laughs ) Not feeling regular.

You sure are in a good mood tonight, Mr. Fiedler.

Shall I have Ari bring you your usual?

Uh, no, just the menu will be fine.

Of course, Mr. Fiedler. Enjoy yourself.

Thank you.

( indistinct )

( mouthing )

Mr. Fiedler, is everything all right?

Oh, everything's fine, Dubrovnik.

I'm just not hungry tonight.

I understand. Here's something for pussy.

What?

Scraps, for Miss Darcy's cat.

Oh. Oh, thank you, Dubrovnik. Good night.

Good night. Good night, Mr. Fiedler.

Darcy, from now on,

I'm gonna do everything in my power

to control myself and prove to you that I trust you.

Thank you, hon.

Darcy: Hi, Max.

( sighs )

I came to see you because I felt really guilty

about leaving without saying goodbye.

( sighs )

I'm sorry it didn't work out between us.

And I-I want you to know that

even after all we've been through...

( sighs )

...I love you.

Look, I realize we haven't been communicating a lot lately, and, um...

...I think we should.

I think so too.

Okay, good.

Do you, uh, want me to start?

( exhales ) Yeah, you start.

Okay. I will.

Good. Okay.

You, uh, want me to start.

I mean, you're sure you want to, uh, you want me to start.

Never mind. Good night, Max.

Darcy!

Damn it! What is the matter with me?

Great.

Great, great.

You're in a great mood, you know?

( sighs ) I can't believe she's doing this.

Well, I could see it coming.

Oh, came on, Lorraine. Give me a break.

I'm not your husband anymore.

Darcy and I are very close.

I know. When you're not bugging her.

What do you want? She spends more time

eating out with strange men than with me.

She is a buyer at Saks. She has to meet with salesmen.

It's her job!

She loves you. You just drive everybody away, Max.

Mm-hmm. So how come you still put up with me?

You owe me $1,500.

- You want something to drink? - I don't think so.

Um, I'll just have a sip of yours, okay?

I got an idea. Let's go to your place for dinner tonight.

Okay. Maybe you'll get lucky. I'm horny.

With my luck, I'd pick up herpes on the way over.

Negativity. This is exactly what I'm talking about.

- It's very negative. - ( whistle blowing )

Look at this guy.

( blowing whistle )

Something, isn't it? Now, see, he could teach you something.

It's amazing.

Well, I'll be a striped-ass ape! Max Fiedler!

Brian? Wow.

How are you, you old egg-sucker?

Damn, you look good.

How long's it been? Not since high school, huh?

Say, where are my manners?

This is Dorita. She's from Port-au-Prince.

- Hi. - Hi.

-How do you do? -Oh, Lorraine, this is Brian Stills,

an old friend of mine from, uh, high school.

Brian, this is my ex-wife, Lorraine.

- Pleased to meet you, Lorraine. - Nice to meet you, Brian.

Admiring the old skateboard?

I got my ass blown off in Nam.

Crazy damn thing. I was loving this little girl.

She was hiding ammo, for the Cong under the bed.

I lit a cigarette, woke up in the hospital with medals all over the place.

God, talk about sex with fireworks.

- Jesus, Lorraine. - No, it's funny, really.

You look good. Come here.

Get down here where I can give you a hug.

Good to see you.

Come on, let's keep moving. I don't wanna cool down.

Okay.

So, Max, what are you up to?

Oh, I'm an air traffic controller.

Heavy job. My hat's off to you, Max.

Hey, did you ever have a crash?

A crash? No, no, no crashes. Not yet. Nope.

Well, how come with all those crashes, they never hit the tower?

Oh, I guess they could if they wanted to.

Uh-huh.

So, what do you do, Brian?

Well, have you ever heard of Inner Expansion Press?

- Uh-uh. - Sounds familiar.

- Well, it's my own little publishing house. - Really?

I'll tell you, buddy, I'm hell on wheels.

We even handle Mark Winslow. Can you believe that?

- Mark Winslow? - Yeah.

- You're kidding. - Who's Mark Winslow?

He's that guy. Don't you ever read?

You know, he wrote that book,

Get Behind Me and Stay There. Wow!

Hey, why don't you two come to a little press party

we're having tonight for his latest book? Huh?

- You're kidding! For Mark Winslow? - Yeah. Uh-huh.

That should be the party of the year. Great!

Uh, well, uh, Lorraine's fixing dinner at her place tonight.

What, are you kidding? We'd love to be there, Brian.

- Great! Listen, I'll give you the address. - Okay.

I think you're gonna like it. We're planning something very special.

Ooh.

- Here you are. - Thank you.

Well, come on. We gotta go, 'cause I don't know what in the world I'm gonna wear.

See you tonight, okay? Thanks a lot, Brian.

- Good to see you again, Brian. - See you tonight.

Okay, Dorita, once more around the park.

Gosh sakes.

Are you sure this is the right address?

Yeah, 159. It's what Brian wrote. Come on.

Wow. We shall see.

( cat yowling )

( dance music playing )

Man: Look at those biceps!

- Wrong place. Let's go. - Brian: Max, up here!

Oh, there they are! Up there. Come on.

- Come on! - Lorraine...

Honey, look at me. You're gonna be just fine.

Now relax. Have a good time. Come on.

Max: Hey. Pardon you.

Sorry. Pardon you.

- All right, baby! - ( wolf-whistle )

I'm with her. Evening, Father.

Looks good.

- Hi. - Howdy.

Lorraine, Max! I'm really glad you're here.

Whoo! Such an interesting place to hold a press party.

Oh, that's Mark's idea.

He's not gay or anything like that.

He just says he really respects these people

because they have the courage to openly express their sexuality.

Mark's amazing that way.

Always one step ahead of the Village Voice.

- Where's the bathroom? - Down there.

- Oh, Jesus. - Do you want my gun?

- Uh-uh. - Just kidding. Don't worry about those guys.

You're not their type.

I guess I'll be all right. I'll see you in a minute.

All right.

Well, come on, let's get a drink.

All right.

Sorry.

Sorry. Can I get through? Excuse me.

Yeah. Great, uh-huh. Excuse me.

Thank you very much. Enjoyed it. Thank you.

What's happened to the real men?

I've never had any complaints.

Yeah, I bet you haven't. I mean, look at you.

You own your own business. You make some men's careers

and break others, and all from a wheelchair.

I really respect that.

Well, thank you.

I respect a woman who respects me.

Coming through. Excuse me.

No, thanks. Next dance, maybe.

- Oh, God, Max. - Darcy, what are you doing here?

I got depressed, so Barry suggested I get out of the apartment.

Small world, huh?

( laughing ) How you doing, Max?

Uh, you, uh, come here often, do you?

No, no, I'm just-- I'm just here for the book thing upstairs.

- I don't know any of these people. - Oh, great.

Mark Winslow has been my mentor for years.

I'm glad I have this opportunity for Darcy to meet him.

Well, come on, let's go on up.

- Are you here with somebody? - Lorraine.

Oh, good. That's good.

Yeah. We have a lot in common.

Running into each other like this is kind of a bummer, isn't it, Max?

I'll say. Hey, don't hit me, Max, okay?

- Barry. - Sorry.

I, uh, I tend to laugh in painful situations.

Listen, it's okay with you

if Darcy and I mingle, isn't it, Max?

- What? - Mingle. Can we, um...?

Oh, yeah, sure. Go ahead. She's your date.

Thanks. Come on.

Okay, well, we'll talk later, right, Max?

Yeah, I'm okay. I'm okay. We'll talk later.

Thank you. Listen, you want anything?

No, that's okay.

Can I have a Tom Collins, please?

Lorraine: Well, I actually haven't read all of any of them.

Man: Have you read any of all of them?

You know I haven't.

Oh, Max! Come here. I want you to meet somebody.

Oh, sorry.

You want to pick a direction, then move.

Max! I see you've met Mark Winslow, my best-selling author.

- Hi. - Hi.

You ought to do yourself a favor and read his stuff.

Either that or be a victim all your life.

Hey.

- What's the matter, honey? - What?

Uh, you look a little green. Are you all right? What's the matter?

Oh, uh, Darcy's here with that asshole, Barry.

Who's Barry?

Uh, some hotshot theatrical producer who she claims is an old friend.

He always manages to show up when there are problems between us. You know.

Oh, shoot. What a ball-buster. Are you gonna be okay?

- Oh, yeah. I think things'll be okay. - Good.

Well, not necessarily.

What seems to be the problem here?

Well, his girlfriend moved out on him yesterday

and she took everything in the apartment

and now she's here with some guy.

That's fair enough.

She wanted it, she took it, he let her.

How do you feel about it, Max?

I don't know. Uh...

See, I would hope you'd come to the healthy conclusion

she's a manipulating bitch.

Oh, I don't think that's necessary.

You have to understand life sucks, so why not be a schmuck?

You see, we haven't really, uh, broken up yet. Uh...

It sounds to me like this gal's about to

hang your butt to her rearview mirror.

Um... I think things will work out okay.

Mm-hmm. Well, suit yourself.

- Could you excuse us? - Excuse me.

Listen, honey, um,

I'm a little bummed out by this whole Darcy thing.

I, uh... Can we go?

Honey, why don't you go? I'm gonna stay. Okay?

I think I'm gonna talk with Brian for a little while.

I'm sorry. But what can I say?

He just rolled into my life like a ton of bricks.

Uh, well, uh, that-that's great.

Nothing worse than a possessive ex-husband around, I guess.

Oh, you're a saint.

Listen, I got a lot of thinking to do and stuff, anyway.

I'll just take a drive and everything'll be fine.

- Have a good time. - Great.

- All right, honey. - Bye.

Be careful.

Poor guy. He's a prince who thinks he's a frog.

( honks )

( honks )

( honking )

New York Control, this is Air Paranoia 104.

I'm blocked up. Request permission to land. Over.

Darcy: Affirmative, Max. I'm sorry you're blocked up.

The runway will be cleared for you

as soon as you give me your exact position.

Negative. How can I tell you my exact position?

I just told you I'm blocked up.

Come on, Max. Give me your position.

I can't!

I love you.

- Hold on, Max. - Max: I've been holding all my life!

Darcy, please! I can't hold much longer!

Yo! I'm in trouble here!

I'm sorry. You've lost your turn.

( panting ) You'll have to get to the top of the stack.

Max: Look, Darcy, you'll have to help! I'm going down!

I'm going down!

So are we, Max. So are we.

Darcy, you've gotta help me, please!

I can't get my landing gear up! Please, Darcy!

I'm going down! My arms are killing me!

- ( Darcy moaning, panting ) - Please, Darcy!

Give me an open runway!

Help!

Darcy! Help!

( Man over radio ) Good morning. Mike Michaels mic-side here.

What do you do in the morning to wake up?

- You're on the air. What's your name? - Uh, Larry.

Mike: What do you do in the morning to wake up?

Larry: I roll over and give my girlfriend a kiss.

- She's the greatest. - Mike: That's great, Larry.

Give her one for me. Good morning. You're on the air.

Woman: I'm Shannon and I do 15 minutes of nude dancing

every morning in my bedroom.

Mike: Hey, Shannon, need a partner?

Good morning. You're on the air.

Milton: This is Milton Brenner.

Mike: What do you do when you wake up?

Milton: When I get up and then my slippers are always there,

right by the bed, so I put 'em on, and if I'm not wearing pajamas,

I put those on and get my robe on, and I go out in the morning,

I go out to the porch, sometimes the paper's

not on the porch, so I have to go out on the lawn.

You get your feet wet if you don't have slippers on,

which is why I always put them on.

Mike: You're on the air. Who am I talking to?

- Man: I scream, man. - Mike: Swell. Let me hear it.

( screaming )

Mike: Oh, come on, Mike. You can do better than that.

( man screaming louder )

I can't hear you, Billy. One more time.

( man screaming )

Hey, rock and roll...

( rumbling )

( laughs ) That's it! 21-6.

Nice try on that last one, Max.

You really sucked out there.

How come?

I don't know. I guess my mind wasn't on it.

Like hell. I think you're ticked off

'cause I boffed Lorraine last night.

Oh, no. I didn't know anything about that.

No, that's great. I'm glad you two are hitting it off.

You got a right to be pissed off. I was a little pushy.

But I gotta tell you I think the world of her.

So go on. Cuss me out. I'm a pal.

- Brian... - Get it off your chest.

I'm starting to see things move... in thin air.

Like this morning, I think I caused Darcy's coffee cup

to slide across the table and crash.

And then everything around me, shaking and quaking and...

You trashed the place 'cause you're mad at this Daisy chick, right?

No, no, Brian. I-- I did it, but I didn't touch anything.

Look, we all think we have some kind of monster inside us

that's ready to explode any minute.

You break things. I masturbate.

So what? Same difference.

Sure you're not upset about me schtupping Lorraine?

( music playing )

( singing in Italian )

Look who's there.

Oh, no.

Hey, Max. You following us around?

Oh, hi.

Hi again.

Uh, what brings you here, Max?

Huh? Oh, mostly habit, I guess.

Uh, we used to eat here a lot.

One time.

Ah. You two must, uh, know each other, then, huh?

( chuckles, coughs )

Uh, tell you what. Why don't I go get us a table, all right?

Okay.

Darcy, I've gotta talk to you right away.

Why? Because I'm with Barry?

No, that's not it.

Table for two over here. Let's go, hon.

See you around, Max.

( singing continues )

( no audible dialogue )

( song ends )

( applause )

Max, can we have a little talk?

Sure.

( resumes singing in Italian )

Ah, Max, Max.

Oh, look, I'm-I'm really sorry about this.

If you think we should leave, I really don't mind.

Oh, no, that's okay. A girl's gotta eat.

You know, I'm sorry we didn't get a chance

to talk at the party last night, uh...

But I just want you to know

that my interest in Darcy is strictly as a friend.

Sure. I understand.

I knew you would.

Darcy's just a little shaky these days.

She just needs somebody to talk to.

Better it's me than some guy in a singles bar. Right?

Right.

You know, Max... as someone in the arts,

I know quality when I see it. I admire your attitude.

You know, your admitting that the relationship is over

is really gonna help Darcy get on with her life.

Anyway, I'm glad we had this little talk.

See you around, Max.

( song ends )

( applause )

( piano playing )

I'll try the, uh, fettuccine Alfredo.

All right.

May I--

Great.

- Are you all right, sir? - Oh, sure.

This is just a little embarrassing. I feel fine. ( chuckling )

A little ridiculous here. I-I never felt better, really.

Uh, I haven't had a nosebleed since I was eight years old.

( chuckles )

Uh, look, could you help me here?

Uh, how about another napkin?

- Waiter! - Um... Enjoy your dinner, folks.

- Why don't you take these napkins, sir? - ( chuckling )

No, that's not working. No... uh, uh...

It's all right. You're all right. No problem.

Whoa! Just a little nosebleed, folks.

Ah, good idea. Don't worry, don't worry, don't worry.

I'm a doctor. We've gotta get this man to an emergency room.

I don't need an emergency room. That's ridiculous.

Can I get a second opinion here? I feel terrific, okay?

- ( all chattering ) - Look, uh, you know what you didn't try?

You didn't try the nose tourniquet.

- Some tap water... - That'll be fine.

Waiter: We validate, sir. Do you have your parking ticket?

- Barry: Wrap my belt around my neck. - Man: Waiter, waiter...

Uh, cancel the red sauce, waiter.

We'll have the white sauce. White wine, please.

Hi. I just thought you'd like to know, uh, Barry had to leave.

He had a nosebleed.

What? Is he all right?

I think so. He said he felt fine.

- He's with a doctor. - A doctor?

Yeah, I know. That's what I thought.

Why would a grown man with a simple nosebleed need a doctor?

Is Barry squeamish or...?

No.

Well, look, let me see you home.

( sighs ) Max, I'm not up to you tonight.

No, I just wanna... Let me get you a cab.

Okay.

Look, Darcy, honey, this is ridiculous.

Come back. I need you.

No.

Why? Why not?

Because I don't believe you'll ever change.

I will change. I already have.

( sighs ) In two days? Baloney, Max.

- Taxi! - ( horn honking )

You have to come back.

Look, I promise I won't call you. I won't call you at work.

You can go out with those guys on those business dates.

You can even bring them home for dinner.

Max, you really don't take this seriously, do you?

- Oh, God! No, I-I do! - ( sighs )

Okay, okay, look... if you won't move back in,

could you at least come over for a few hours every day

and sit with me?

( laughing )

- Let's go out tomorrow night. - No.

No trouble. Just for fun.

Okay. No, maybe.

I'll have to check and see if I have any commitments.

Commitments? I'm more important than any commitments.

See? Max, cut it out.

Okay, okay, okay. You're right.

I'm sorry. I can't help it.

It's just that things have been going strange for me lately.

What do you mean?

I, uh...

I-I-I don't wanna bring that up now.

You've had enough of me tonight.

All right. Well, I'll call you tomorrow, then.

- Okay, good, good. - Okay.

- Good night. - Good night.

Good night.

I'll see you tomorrow.

- I-I'll call you tomorrow. - Right.

- ( jet flying overhead ) - ( locker opens )

( phone rings )

Hello? Darcy Carson.

I've been waiting for your call all day. What's going on?

I was gonna call you when I got off work.

Well, I just got off. I'll pick you up right away, and we can go eat.

Max, you're gonna kill me. Barry's ballet opens tonight

and Stolichnaya is dancing.

I already promised him I'd go.

- What? - ( propeller spins )

I'm going out with Barry tonight.

- Are you kidding? Barry the bleeder? - ( propeller spinning )

You really are involved with that guy, aren't you?

Just like I thought.

Max, you know he's an old friend

and I've needed his company these last few days.

Tonight he needs me.

You liar. You knew last night

you were going out with him, didn't you?

I swear I didn't remember. Now, I'm at work and I've gotta get off the phone.

You never did love me, did you, Darcy?

Max, last night was very promising. Please don't blow it.

Shit!

( engine coughing )

( laughter, chatter )

Barry, what a real coup. How'd you get Stolichnaya?

The guy's got a phone, right? So I called him.

That's what I would have done, Barry. Wonderful. Really.

- No, please, no. - I mean that.

- You must be nervous. - Not really.

I don't wanna jinx myself or anything,

but I saw rehearsal today

and the production is absolutely flawless.

- Oh, great. - Well, shall we go inside and enjoy it?

( applause )

( orchestra playing )

( playing lively waltz )

- ( piece ends ) - ( applause )

( music resumes )

( thuds )

- ( chimes clanging ) - ( audience gasps )

( chatter continues )

( orchestra resumes )

( audience gasps )

( indistinct chatter )

Woman: Look!

( audience laughing, gasping )

( loud chattering, conversation )

- ( loud pop ) - ( laughter )

( crowd chattering excitedly )

Well, good night, Barry.

Hey, come on, Darcy.

Let me come upstairs with you, all right?

I had a rough time tonight.

Barry, you know I don't feel that way about you.

We're just good friends. Good night.

Oh, sure, okay. Sleep on it.

- Okay, I will. - Yeah.

Barry: Take me to Elaine's.

( gasps )

Oh! Oh, Max, I'm sorry! I'm sorry!

- No, I'm all right. - I didn't know it was you!

Really, it's all right. It was my fault.

I shouldn't have scared you like that.

Oh, God. Oh, look what I've done to you. I didn't mean it.

I've spoiled your evening. I'm sorry.

No, you didn't. No, you didn't.

- It's all right. - No, it was my fault.

No, you just surprised me. That's all.

Oh, baby.

Oh, gosh, Darcy. I-I really miss you.

I know. I miss you too. I really do.

Let's go upstairs and clean you up, okay?

Oh, yeah.

( Darcy moaning )

Oh, wait, Max, wait.

I'm feeling tense or something. I don't know.

- I'm not finished yet, honey. - I know.

I'm not finished.

( whispers ) I know.

Oh... oh...

Ooh! Oh, oh! Ah!

Ah! Ah! Ah!

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!

Ah! Ah! Oh, oh!

Ooh, ooh...

( giggling )

Oh, God, Max. Max.

( sighs )

Ooh, ooh, ooh...

- You liked that, did you? - Uh-huh.

- ( sighs ) - ( chuckles )

Ohh...

Oh... Oh, no! Oh, no.

Oh, yes! Oh!

Oh, oh, oh! Ah!

Yes! Yes! Ah! Oh!

Oh, God. Oh...

Oh, that was the most incredible thing I ever felt.

( sighs ) Ohh!

Oh, no, not again! Oh! Oh, yes! Ah!

Ah! Oh, oh...

Oh! Oh, ah, oh...

( laughing )

Oh, oh, ohh...

( Darcy moaning loudly )

Ohh, ohh...

( panting ) Wait, wait, wait. Wait.

Oh, Max. Oh.

( giggling )

( Darcy sighs deeply )

Max, what's wrong?

I didn't do it.

What?

What just happened to you. That wasn't me.

Of course it was you. It was you and me.

- ( sighs ) It was both of us. - No, it wasn't.

It was, um... ( clears throat )

It was... artificial.

I cheated. It was sort of like...

...willpower.

The feeling you just had wasn't real, Darcy.

I don't understand.

You give me the most incredible sexual experience

of my entire life,

and then you tell me it wasn't real?

Damn it! You can't even enjoy feeling good!

I'm wasting my time with you, Max.

Okay. All right, hon. I'm sorry.

Don't pay any attention to me. I'm sorry.

It was wonderful. I loved it. It was...

I just have a lot on my mind lately, I guess.

Well, so have I.

Listen, we just need to relax.

Lorraine invited us up to Brian's house for the weekend.

Why don't we go?

Maybe that's a good idea.

There's a lot I should tell you anyway.

Max... can we go to sleep?

( whispers ) Exhausted.

Come on.

Max: Honey, do you believe in telekinesis?

Darcy: Absolutely not. God.

Max: There's this guy at work-- it's not important who he is--

but he says he's been moving things with his mind.

Darcy: Max, you promised not to talk about work.

Now we're gonna have a good time this weekend.

- Max: Okay, okay, okay. - ( sighs )

Darcy: Oh, now what are you thinking about?

- Max: Huh? Oh, death. - Darcy: God!

No, I'm not depressed or anything. I'm just thinking about it.

( chuckling ) Oh, Max.

- ( engages brake ) - This is it.

( gulls calling )

( thunderclap )

Hi!

Darcy: Hi!

- Fine. How are you? - Great.

- How you doing? - I thought you would never get here.

- How are you? - Oh, fine.

- How's Max? - He's philosophical today.

- Yeah? - God, you are glowing.

- Really? - Glowing!

I'm in love. What can I tell you?

- Let me go say hi to him Just a sec. - Okay.

Hi, Max. How you doing?

Hi, Lorraine.

You gonna get out of the car, or should we have your meals delivered?

Oh. Brian's got a pretty nice place here, huh?

It's great, isn't it?

- Come on, let's go up to the house. - All right.

Hey, Max!

Lorraine: Go ahead.

How are you, Max? How are you, old buddy?

- Ah, not so hot, Brian. - Great! Glad to hear it.

And I love this gal of yours, even if she is kinda short.

Yeah, well, she's a lot taller than you are, Skates.

- Come on, let's go inside the house. - Come on.

I worked up a man-sized thirst out there. Come on.

- Well, what do you think? - Oh, this is terrific.

Huh? You like it?

- Come on, let's fix some drinks. - Okay.

- Max, I want you to see the den. - Okay.

I don't believe you've met Dorita. Come on.

She's from Port-au-Prince.

Uh, Dorita, I'd like for you to meet Darcy.

- Hi. - Hi.

Well, it looks like we're having chicken tonight, huh?

No. We're having veal scaloppini.

Just feeling these innards 'cause sometimes

these little bumps can tell you the future.

Ooh-ee!

What is it?

According to these chicken guts...

there's gonna be an awfully big ruckus here this weekend.

( thunderclap )

Are you still seeing things move?

I'm making things move.

Max, could you sit down? I got a crick in my neck.

I told you she's a character. Didn't I tell you?

Hey, boys. Dorita made us Zombies.

After we finish, I'll take you to your room.

Here you go, honey.

I'm ready.

All right. Honey, we'll be back in just a minute.

Yeah, sure, go on, all of you. Look the place over.

I'd come with you, but I gotta think. Scram!

And... right in here is your room.

Oh, Lorraine. Oh, this is wonderful.

Isn't it fabulous? Won't this be restful, Max?

- Here. - Yeah, this is nice.

- I'm just gonna put his right in here... - Ahh.

Firm. Really firm.

How about it, Dorita?

You got a love potion for me this weekend?

I ain't got nothing for what ails you.

Oh, come on. You know you're crazy about me.

Nothing wrong with me. Hell, read my books.

Mr. Brian gave me some of them books.

And I can't make nothing of it.

What's this "pseudo-sexual penis envy"?

Maybe you'll find out in your next life.

- And you are gonna love it when the sun comes up. - Mm-hmm.

It's around 5:15 a.m., and everything is so peaceful and quiet.

Oh, no. No, no, no. This is no good.

This is no good at all.

Mark, how are you? Did you have a good drive up?

- What are you doing here, Lorraine? - Well, Darcy and Max, uh,

- you know, it's their first weekend up and everything, - Yeah.

so I thought they could stay here, and you can stay in Dorita's room.

- Dorita's room? - Yeah.

Well, you thought wrong, darling. I'm acclimated to this space.

See, I always stay in this room.

Well, they've already unpacked and everything, you know, so...

So, so, so... Yeah, so I'll tell you what.

Why don't they take Dorita's room?

I'll give them that option. But I'm gonna stay here.

- Mark, uh... - Wait, wait. Just a second.

Why don't we ask doll-head here?

What do you think?

What do you think we ought to do about this room?

Why don't we arm-wrestle for it?

Well, I think that'd be a little archaic, don't you?

Look, if there's a problem, we'll take Dorita's room. I don't care.

- Good. Good, Max. - Excuse me.

Max...

You've got my bag.

Look, um, I don't want you to do this 'cause you're weak.

I want you to do it 'cause you know I'm right.

I don't know why Mark was so upset.

You know, he can be so rigid sometimes, I'm finding.

Anyway, Dorita's room will be fine. You know, actually,

it's the most interesting room in the house, I think.

( laughing ) Oh! Oh, my God.

Just like a little museum.

Where's the bed?

Oh, I'm so sorry. Can you believe this?

I told Dorita to straight--

Dorita, come in here and help me clear off this bed!

I'm so sorry. I can't believe this.

It's fun though, isn't it? Isn't it?

It's got a lot of personality, I think.

- ( exhales ) Smells like feet. - Max!

It's okay. It's just not like the rest of the house somehow.

- What's this? - That's the gardener.

- Gardener? - Mm-hmm.

You know, a familiar. A voodoo doll.

Dorita's got a crush on the gardener and that's her love doll.

Oh, I'm sorry about the mess,

but you caught me during a full moon.

Look, I cleaned out the top drawer for your guests.

Now, don't you worry about me.

I'm gonna be just fine downstairs on the couch.

Let me get my baby, okay?

Billy, baby. Oh, yeah, come to Mama.

Don't be a-scared. Come on, come on, come on.

Oh, you're so sweet. Yes. Oh.

You like my baby?

- ( murmuring ) - Yes. ( chuckles )

Mama's little baby.

Now, look, if you see a white mouse, don't hurt it.

That's Randy. He lives here, okay? Bye.

Listen, I'm-I'm just gonna get one of those jumbo leaf-and-lawn bags

and clean all this up. Be right back.

What's the matter, Max? You afraid of mice?

I know the first thing we have to do is open a window.

- ( grunts ) - Darcy, can we talk?

Wait, just let me get this op--

Damn it!

Could you give that a try?

Oh, my... Did you see that?

I did that.

( chuckles ) Yeah, sure.

Come on, we'll go for a walk on the beach, okay?

No, that's okay.

You go ahead. I'll... I'll rest for a while.

You sure? Okay, I'll be back soon.

( squeaking )

June 5th. A partial list of my favorite things.

Sunset from my office window.

Strindberg's women, all of 'em.

My interview in Playboy.

Mr. Martin Scorsese.

Mozart's Brandenburg concertos.

Collecting my $200 for passing "Go."

Roots. The book, not that television horseshit.

Oh...

Women on beaches.

Hi, there!

- ( sighing ) - I was just thinking about you.

Oh, really? What were you thinking?

Uh-huh. Well, I was, thinking,

uh, maybe you ought to talk to me about Max.

Now, I'm a therapist, you know.

Oh, really? I-I didn't know that, no.

Yeah, Brian told me a little bit about the situation.

It just so happens that I wrote the definitive book

on the ending of relationships.

Rebounds, that's-that's my specialty.

Look, I wouldn't hurt you.

I-I just think I know what your needs are.

- You do? - I think so.

I don't understand why you cling to that poor distraught man up there.

I mean, a man in his condition

can't possibly maintain a stable relationship.

I would-- I would seriously hope

you'd come to the healthy conclusion

that he's a manipulating bastard.

Mr. Winslow, I think Max is a wonderful man

- and I care about him a lot. - I understand that.

No-- I-- He may have a couple of problems right now,

but I'm pretty sure we'll be able to work them out together.

Wow, it smells wonderful in here.

Can I help you with something?

- No, thank you, Miss Darcy. - Oh, okay.

- Oh, Miss Darcy? - Uh-huh?

Do you mind if I tell you something kind of personal-like?

No, go ahead.

- Well, it's about that young man you're with. - Mm-hmm?

Well, honey, he's got an aura around him

as green as this scallion. With yellow spots.

Now, I know that's pretty and all,

but it kind of makes me wonder.

Well, you better keep an eye out on him.

I will, Dorita.

You just let me know if his aura starts growing teeth, okay?

( knocks )

Max, honey, you awake?

( loud crash )

Oh, look! There's what's-his-name.

- Randy. - Randy, yeah.

How was your little talk with Mark?

Don't get nervous, Max. He's a jerk.

Oh, sure. I knew that. I knew it was nothing.

Dinner's almost ready. Are you hungry?

What's the matter? What are you looking at?

Your aura.

- My aura? - Uh-huh.

It's green with little yellow spots.

Holy shit, it's true.

Max. Please, what is the matter with you lately?

I was kidding.

Look at my face. I can't go to dinner like this. Look.

Your face looks fine.

I'm not going. I'm staying up here.

( sighs deeply )

Max, Max.

You promised me that you would try to relax

and be close to me this weekend.

You were only kidding?

Of course I was only kidding.

Okay. I'll go to dinner.

Okay. I'm gonna get ready

and I'm gonna help Dorita set the table, all right?

- Uh-huh. - Okay.

- I'll make the bed. - All right.

Mark: Darcy, would you mind stepping in here for a second?

Yes?

Now, I'm afraid you-you didn't understand

what I was saying out there on the beach.

Sometimes I-- I guess I forget

how forceful my-my personality is.

But I am-- I am a man who-who likes to say what he thinks.

And I just wanted to say that I find you very attractive.

I'm sure you feel the same way about me.

It's kind of funny... ( chuckles )

...but I seem to know... I seem to know instinctively

when-when two people have the right chemistry.

And as far as I'm concerned, you and I, we're magic.

Well, then I'll just disappear.

No, no, that's bullshit.

A man can do whatever he wants to do.

Pass those potatoes, will you, please?

Concentration. See, that's the whole thing.

Of course, there are exceptions. You take Dorita, for instance.

She's got the concentration of a dead bush.

And Lorraine, I suppose you could concentrate,

but I-I have a feeling you're a little hung up on your mommy patterns.

( chuckling )

Now, Darcy's the interesting case.

I'm sure I could teach you how to concentrate

if you'd just, uh, cooperate with me,

vis-à-vis our little talk in my room.

And of course, there's Max.

Oh, Max?

Max? Earth to Max.

Well, see there's no concentration at all.

Well, there you go.

Max, what are you doing? Trying to make the ceiling move?

Or better yet, why don't you, uh,

use those powers of yours to pass the potatoes?

Brian. You told them?

I don't believe you told them.

Well, you didn't say it was a secret.

Max, he was just worried about you.

I mean, you've gotta admit the things you're saying are pretty hard to believe.

You know what I believe, Max?

I believe you're totally vegged out.

And I'll tell you something else.

I'm getting a little bit tired of you

trying to be the center of attention vis-à-vis

that, uh, that phony illness of yours.

Happens to be the oldest psychological ploy in the book.

What we call the-- the wounded-duck syndrome.

"Help me, help me. Fix my broken wing."

Really, Darcy, I don't know why you tolerate that wimp.

I'll tell you something. If you want some advice,

I'm expensive but I'm-I'm very good.

Now, if you can afford it, I'll-I'll make the time.

In fact, why don't I just give you my unlisted number right here.

You gotta promise me, though, you're not gonna pass this around, okay?

Oh, my God.

Oh! Oh!

- Darcy: Oh, no! - Lorraine: Oh, no...

Yeah.

I guess we have to admit you've done it.

( nervous chuckle )

This is happening, all right. You've raised the chair.

All right. Very clever.

But you don't fool me.

I'm still controlling me.

( Lorraine and Darcy yelp )

You know, if I-- if I fall from this particular height,

we-- We may be talking about serious litigation.

Mark: Dorita!

Dorita!

Max...

( Lorraine and Darcy gasp )

You know, in a way, Darcy,

I'm-I'm kind of glad you're witnessing all this.

It'll give you some idea of the kind of twisted mind

you're dealing with here.

- ( blowing ) - Ohh!

You know, violence is the last resort of a limited mind!

I hope you realize this could be you, Darcy.

Are you out of your mind, Max?

Do you think for one second my fans are gonna let you get away with this?

Oh...

Oh... oh... okay!

We can hear you.

We're not insensitive people.

We can hear your cry for help.

We-- We can help you.

Oh, no...

I...

I'm not afraid.

I'm not scared, you know.

( Lorraine and Darcy screaming )

Max...

Oh!

( Mark mumbles )

( pan clattering )

( clears throat )

What the hell is that supposed to mean, Brian?

And what are you looking at!

It's not funny!

I'm not a freak.

He's the freak!

I'm a goddamn good-looking man.

( wind blowing )

Coffee, Max?

I think I'm gonna go up to my room.

Darcy, is he dangerous?

I'm gonna go up there and help him.

Well, honey, we'd better get going if we want to catch that 9:00 show.

Brian, um, honey, I'm really not up for a movie right now.

Sure. I don't know what I'm thinking of.

Well, one thing is for sure.

Max's behavior was way out of line.

Let's not have him up again.

This is Max you're talking about, Brian.

I mean, it-- It's Max!

I mean, he usually doesn't behave like this.

Listen, I knew him in high school, and he was a really nice guy.

( loud boom )

Do you think he'd leave if I asked him to?

What do you think? Do you think he'd do that?

- You're not asking him to leave. - ( boom )

( gasps ) But if he wants to go, we'll let him.

That's right. We'll just let him.

I better check on Mark. Um, are you gonna be okay?

- S-sure. Yeah. - You'll be okay?

- Mm-hmm. - Okay. I'll be right back.

Now, take care, okay? I'll be right back.

Mark!

Mark, where are you?

- ( wood creaking ) - ( glass tinkling )

Dorita! I think we'll skip dessert.

Lorraine: Mark!

Mark, I've been looking for you.

God, what are you doing? Mark, stop!

Wait a minute! What are you doing?

You love yourself too much!

You've dedicated all your books to yourself!

For God's sake, you just bought a brand-new Porsche!

Oh!

Oh, my God, Max. You look terrible.

( panting )

And you can tell that son of a bitch

he's fooling around with the wrong ego here!

You hear me?

Do you have a fever?

- Don't touch me! - Oh, God, Max!

( screams )

( crying ) I blew it. I blew it.

I was a bad boy.

( sobbing )

( crying ) Just stay here, okay?

And I'm gonna go and try and call a doctor.

Just stay there.

Okay. That sleazoid psycho.

I didn't ask for any of his shit.

Let's see how he likes mine.

( humming )

Dorita, I've gotta help Max!

He's starting to make things fly across the room now!

Well, sure. That's the first thing a demon do,

is to rearrange a room to suit him. Hmm. Mm-hmm.

Oh, Dorita, do you think you could help Max?

- I ain't going near that boy. - Dorita, you've gotta try!

Will you read my lips? No!

N-O-E.

Then I'm gonna call a doctor.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait. Shoot. I-I better do this.

A damn doctor come here, get it all wrong,

piss off the demon, blow us all to white man's hell,

and I ain't got time for that. Come on.

You ask a man to pass the potatoes,

he bounces you all over the room.

Now... Yeah.

It's showtime.

Now, this'll be a piece of cake.

Eee-ah!

Now, you listen to me, demon.

Haul your ass out of that boy! This is Dorita talking.

Don't you touch me.

Nobody told you could-- Don't you touch me!

I think I got his attention.

All right, you shifty bastard!

Let's settle this thing right now!

Now, we can do this easy, or we can do it rough.

These is knuckles you is looking at.

( deep raspy voice ) Your mama.

( loud rattling )

( rumbling continues )

I told you that boy is sick.

This is demon powder.

( screeches )

( humming )

Now, he touch that, he die.

( Donald Duck's voice ) Oh, boy. Oh, boy.

Oh, boy. Oh, boy.

♪ Nobody knows-- ♪

( Donald Duck's voice ) Oh, boy!

( echoing ) Yes!

( laughing ) I like it!

Uh-oh.

- Dorita! - Uh-uh, uh-uh.

This ain't no ordinary demon, child.

Youse on your own now.

What do I do?

Be nice to him.

- Aah! - ( screams )

- Rest in peace, dipshit! - No!

You missed.

- Oh... No! - ( crashing )

Max! Max, it's all right. He dropped the gun.

Please stop before you kill somebody. Please!

- For God's sake... - Max!

( groaning )

Cease! ( yells )

Aah!

Help! For God's sake, somebody get me down!

- Help! - ( thunder crashing )

Max! Max!

Mark: Not him.

Max, give me a break! I'm sorry. I'm sorry!

Help!

- ( wind howling ) - ( thunder crashing )

Ow! Oh, for...

All right, Fiedler!

Tomorrow morning you hear from my attorney!

Max!

Max!

Max! Please don't do anything!

Believe me, I love you! I love you!

I'm a monster. Look at me. This is the real me.

Max, you're not a monster!

Yes, I am! I know I am!

No! Oh!

( gasping )

I see you with other guys and I get angry

and I-- I make bad things happen. You couldn't love me.

I do! I do!

I don't believe you.

( squawks )

Then what am I doing up here?

God, Max! Can't you see how scared I am?

Would I be here if I didn't love you?

You really do love me, don't you, Darcy?

Yes.

I love you too.

( thunder crashing )

That honky son of a bitch tooted up the last of my demon powder,

and I don't have to stand for that. Hmph!

These people don't know good help when they see it.

( thunderclap )

( grunts )

Holy shit. They did it to me again.

( squeaking )

Oh, look, Max.

- Aw... - Oh, yeah, it's Randy.

Oh, look at that. He's not even afraid of you.

I guess not.

Max, you didn't do that, did you?

No, I really didn't.

( kisses ) Yeah.

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