All language subtitles for Looking for Mr. Right (2014) (Looking.For.Mr.Right.2014.1080P.Webrip.X264-Rarbg) (ENGLISH)

Dear Miss Butler, thank
you for your submission.

However, we are sorry to inform you that
we will not be able to publish your novel.

I feel just the same.

I know.

Are you lost?

Confused?

Dissatisfied with your life?

Yes.

Well, it's time to move from D
to E with me, Rowena St. Cloud.

You can make all your
dreams come true with my new

3 E's life-changing book
and you will be enlivened.

Move forward.

Envision.

Annie!

I need you to help
me describe him.

Who?

My perfect guy.

Are you kidding, Annie?

No, I'm serious, Kate.

Come on, okay?

Now this book has given me
the tools to realize my dreams.

There's three steps.

The first step is envision.

I'm working, Annie.

I need to write a book about the
perfect guy and the perfect relationship.

I have to imagine
the perfect man.

Well, he better be able to
cook if he's going to be with you.

Yes.

Yes, cook!

That's my client's tax return.

Annie!

Cooking implies taste.

Cultured.

Well, what about character?

That was one of the first
things I loved about Jason.

Yeah, man of honor.

Musical.

Athletic.

Business owner!

Nice!

Right?

Yes.

Okay.

So what's his name?

George.

Like George Burns.

Because he was so funny.

And?

Madly in love with him.

His wife.

Perfect.

So, what does George look like?

Too romance novel.

I'm not writing a spy thriller.

Be honest.

A cowboy or a professor?

My George by Annie Butler.

That's closer.

There you are.

My George.

Mom!

Kate!

What?

It happened.

It happened.

Okay.

Read, read, read.

Dear Miss Butler, we are
delighted to inform you that

we would very much like to
publish your book, My George.

Unbelievable!

That's great!

Thank you.

I have a meeting next week.

I can't believe
this is happening.

I mean, the three E's.

They worked.

Rowena St. Cloud is a genius.

You kind of freak us out when
you talk about Rowena St. Cloud.

Come on!

What is wrong with
believing in something?

My life was going nowhere.

And it worked!

My biggest dreams
are coming true.

Well, kinda.

What do you mean, well, kind of?

I got published.

Yeah, your book about George.

Your perfect in every way dream
man, except for one tiny detail.

He doesn't exist.

Well, George is real.

He just hasn't showed up yet.

You know what?

This deserves a celebration.

I am going to make
you your favorite dinner.

In.

I actually have to go.

What?

Make dinner for my husband.

Dinner for two it is.

Dinner for two.

Don't snack and
ruin your dinner.

You know, sometimes you act
like a teenager instead of an adult.

Marianne Doyle?

Eclipse Realty?

Mom?

Are you selling the house?

I wanted to tell
you and your sister

together, but your news
trumped mine tonight.

I think it's time.

It's just that this
place is too big for me.

And your dad fixed everything.

He mowed the lawn.

He did the garden.

I miss him too.

Rachel.

Tell him we are passing on this.

Annie Butler.

A pleasure to meet you.

It's so great to meet you.

I cannot tell you how much buzz my
George is getting around this office.

Everyone has read it and they
are all in love with George too.

Isn't that right, Rachel?

Loved it.

Wow.

Wow indeed.

The women who work
here aren't easily impressed.

If they are swooning over George,
then every starry-eyed teen and

stay-at-home mom will be falling
over themselves to buy your book.

Which means, Annie Butler,
you're going to be a big success.

Miss Hendershot... Della!

Have a seat.

Della, thank you.

I can't tell you how
wonderful it is to hear that.

Now on my end, I've made
a few calls and got you

invited to the National
Booksellers Show next month.

That's a huge event for writers.

It's also the perfect place
to pitch the next big thing.

But don't worry,
you won't be alone.

I won't.

I've booked George there too.

Is that a problem?

Uh, well, yes.

Why's that?

Because George is fictional.

Excuse me?

The book is a novel.

I've already sold this as a
memoir and there's no going back.

I understand, but it's
a fictional account of

the future I hope to
have, if that makes sense.

Okay, I've got it.

This doesn't have to
ruin our momentum.

Momentum?

Yes.

I've sent special preview copies of my
George to reviewers and bloggers who,

when they critique your
book, can helpless drive sales.

And all without a penny
spent on marketing.

Those people think
that George is real.

Well, I think that
George is real.

I just haven't met him yet.

You're going to this
expo and George is too.

Okay, well, I don't really
think Destiny works like that.

Rachel, call Jerry
at Elite Talent.

Tell him I need male eye
candy that's good at improv.

I want resumes and headshots
on my desk by the end of the day.

Okay, what are you doing?

Finding George in
time for the expo.

Now I have a meeting in 10.

I need to de-stress after
this near catastrophe.

I can't lie.

You're on a fast moving train.

When you signed your contract,
you bought a first class ticket.

You said you'd do
anything to market this book.

That's what you have to do.

I'll talk to you soon.

Rachel, get Jerry on the line.

Yes, Miss Hendershot.

She means well.

It seems to me if you're going
to keep this publisher happy,

you don't really have any
choice but to go along with it.

I'm not going to make
someone pretend to love me.

You kind of did it
to yourself, Annie.

Wow, that's a good look for you.

Isn't it good?

Yeah.

I'm going to keep it.

Well, not if I
actually find George.

Annie, there isn't a guy on the planet
who can live up to your gourmet meal,

cooking, guitar playing, poetry reading,
handsome, thoughtful jock of a guy, George.

Look, I'm not delusional.

I know that when I find the guy,
he's not going to look like George.

He's not going to
be named George.

I don't know, maybe you shouldn't
have written such a convincing book.

I'm going to take
that as a compliment.

You should.

Okay, I've got to
get back to work.

I've got a new client.

He hasn't done his
taxes in five years.

I know.

Mom, I've got to go.

I'm going to walk out with you.

They just stuck me
with another shift.

Annie, are you staying here?

Let's go.

See ya.

Bye, honey.

Have fun.

Hey, have you seen the pre-release
analytics for my George yet?

Impressive internet traffic for
something with so little exposure.

This thing has incredible
potential if we handle it right.

Numbers are clear.

Women like the book,
but they love George.

Yeah, but it only explodes if the
readers know that George is real.

He's the marketing hook.

And he's a first-time
author, but George is the key.

But I'm sure you're going to put
him on every stop of the book tour.

I have a few kinks to
work out in that regard.

Well, you better work quickly, because
we need this book to be a hit, desperately.

New York wants results.

And I intend to deliver them.

All right.

Hello, roaring twenties.

Oh, Opal, I'm sorry.

I can come back later.

Shut the door.

Who are you?

I'm just here to walk
through the house.

I'm the realtor.

I'm not Opal.

I should have knocked.

My mom's realtor's
name is Marianne Doyle.

Marianne had to go out of town at the last
minute, so she left the listing with me.

I should have known.

It's okay.

You can turn around now.

Sorry.

Opal had to leave.

I'm her daughter, Annie.

Annie, it's a
pleasure to meet you.

I'm George Monroe.

You're George?

Yes.

I'm sorry, have we met?

No.

No, I just...

I really like the name George.

I'm so sorry.

I'm going to go put
some normal clothes on.

I will be right back.

Oh, my goodness.

Okay.

I'm sorry.

I hope you don't mind.

No.

My mother insisted that I
take lessons for ten years.

Your wife must love that.

Oh, I'm not married.

Girlfriend?

There's no time.

The house looks great
on the inside, but the

lawn and landscaping
are in kind of bad shape.

Is there any way that you guys could
get that fixed in the next couple of weeks?

I can help my mom with that.

Excellent.

This place will sell a lot
faster with some curb appeal.

First impressions, right?

Exactly.

And... And I swear that I
will keep ours until my grave.

Thank you.

It was very nice
meeting you, Annie.

Nice to meet you, too, George.

My George.

So, your client really hasn't
done his taxes in five years?

Hey, new client.

But, yeah, and now he's blaming
me for straightening up the mess.

Sometimes it's hard
to do the right thing.

Yeah, well, must be contagious.

You mean, like Annie?

Excuse me?

I didn't say anything.

Yes, you did.

You totally just said something.

Thanks for lunch, honey.

I gotta go.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

No, you're not going anywhere.

Give me that.

Until you tell me what you mean.

I don't know.

It just feels like
pretending someone exists

to sell something and
nobody thinks it matters.

Maybe it does.

I mean, it's not like
that's Annie's plan.

She's just kind of
going along for the ride.

Well, I'm sure
it'll all work out.

I don't know.

Maybe she's just nervous.

She's been rejected
so many times.

Then what's one more?

She's obviously got the talent.

It might just take
a little more time.

My husband is a very smart man.

Smart enough to marry you.

That's right.

This time, I really gotta go.

Thanks for lunch.

I love you.

Bye.

Bye.

Looking for Jack?

Yeah, he's retired.

I'm his son.

Henry?

Annie?

Henry Martin?

Oh my... I haven't seen
you since high school.

Your dad retired?

He did, and now
I'm back in town.

He and my mom are driving
cross country in an RV as we speak.

Do you keep the piano?

Of course.

What's a nursery
without a piano?

Right over there.

How about you?

What have you been up to?

Um, well... I wrote a book.

It got published.

A plus in honors English...

I always knew you'd
be a writer someday.

Thanks, Henry.

So what brings you to
April Showers Nursery?

My mom is putting her
place on the market, so I

thought her lawn could
use a little sprucing up.

Yeah, we could do that.

Do you have anything specific?

Well, now that I know that you're
here, I'm happy to put you on the job.

I can drive by, look at the space, I can
put some stuff aside for you if you'd like.

Great.

Yeah?

Yeah, thank you.

It's so good to see you.

Me too.

Wow, thanks.

Me too.

Alright.

See you soon.

Alright, see ya.

Hello?

Hello, Annie.

It's Stella.

Brennan's Bookstore is
a family-owned business

that's been in town
for three generations.

They like to support local
talent, so they're hosting

a release party for new
local author Annie Butler.

Think of it as a practice
run before the expo.

No way.

No way.

You'll do a brief reading, then a
meet, greet, and sign right after.

They're also giving you a
full ad for the newspaper

and a full My George
Window display in the store.

Hopefully we get a good crowd.

I can't believe that
this is happening.

Thank you so much, Stella.

I don't need gratitude, Annie.

I need book sales.

This is your baby.

Do everything
you can to sell it.

I will.

Good.

Need to read your closet.

Nice to see you too.

Hey, Jason.

Hey.

What's up?

I have a book release
party tomorrow.

And it happened.

I met him.

Who?

George.

You've had a big day.

Come on.

Oh.

Jason!

Why can't you put your
clothes in the hamper?

I might wear them again.

Then put them in the closet.

But I might not wear them again.

Well.

I can look while I listen.

Spill.

Okay.

His name is George Monroe.

He's Mom's realtor.

We met after you guys left.

Wait.

Mom's realtor is named George?

That's spooky.

It's not spooky.

It's destiny.

Not that one.

Anyway.

He's handsome.

He's a gentleman.

He's sophisticated.

Not to change the subject away
from your potential future happiness.

But does Dream Guy seem like
he'll do a good job selling the house?

Cause Mom's got her eye on those
condos downtown and they are not cheap.

I like this.

George actually mentioned that
the lawn needs some fixing up.

That's true.

Guess who's back in town?

Who?

Henry Martin.

Henry's back?

Yeah.

Well.

If he's in charge of fixing up
the lawn then I feel good about it.

And I definitely
feel good about that.

No one is supposed to
be here later than I am.

I live here, Adela.

You work out the
kinks with George?

In a way.

At least I think I found him.

Found him?

What are you talking about?

I'm talking about
giving our audience what

it wants and giving
our book what it needs.

Which is?

George.

You mean he doesn't exist?

He does now.

No, Adela.

This sounds like...
Embellishment?

Is that a business term?

It's a bedrock
marketing principle.

Is Annie willing to
go along with this?

As long as she doesn't
have time to think about it.

After that, I'm not so sure.

We're taking a real risk, Adela.

Troy.

You live in the same
zip code as I do.

Are you ready to give that up?

No.

Neither am I.

So we should be willing to
push sales and marketing to

the limit of industry
standards to get this book sold.

We worked together a long time
and you never cease to amaze me.

I do my best.

Can I buy you dinner?

Just don't try and
expense account the bill.

I'm having enough
trouble justifying your limo.

The camp is this afternoon.

I'll come help you
work in the night garden.

Sounds good.

Oh, Miss Russo is insisting on planting
French marigolds in her backyard.

It's not going to work.

Not enough sun.

I know.

Oh, wow.

Brennan's Bookstore presents local author
Annie Butler for an exclusive release of

her new book, My George,
today only at 2 p .m.

No problem.

I will reschedule the Campbell's
so that you can go do that.

Well, I mean, it would be a
nice thing to do to support Annie.

I know.

She's my friend.

She's releasing a book.

I mean, it's a big deal.

It's a decent thing to do.

I'm agreeing with you.

April showers.

This is Henry.

How may I help you?

My George release party.

Meet author Annie
Butler and George.

I thought we weren't going
to need George until the expo.

Excuse me.

Sorry.

Excuse me.

Oh, sorry.

I'm sorry.

Annie.

Hi, Henry.

Thanks for coming.

No biggie.

Somebody I know went and wrote
a book and is having a fancy signing.

That's so sweet of you.

I'm sorry.

I can't talk right now.

Yes, of course.

Please, go, go.

Hi, Annie.

Hi, sweetie.

What is Henry Martin doing here?

Mom.

Kate, can you fill her in?

Okay.

Okay.

Dilla.

Oh, love the dress.

Thank you.

What is going on?

What's with all
the George stuff?

Well, I told you readers would be
expecting him, so I'm delivering him.

But I met him.

Annie.

Yes?

Darling.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, stop.

Who are you?

I'm George.

You're not my George.

I met my George.

What?

It's all coming together.

It's happening.

How?

Once those women get a
look at him, he will be George.

For better or for worse.

It's George.

Love.

Wouldn't it be great
if we could bottle that?

What's going on?

No one saw his face, Dilla.

We can save this.

Do I still get my day rate?

Quiet.

This is the thing.

This is George.

Well, when we're not acting,
you can just call me Matt.

That's it.

I don't want to act.

This is my life.

And your career.

Which will pay for your life.

Which will likely fall apart if I
sue you for breach of contract.

Fine.

Awesome.

Let's do this.

Good.

Can I borrow some of that?

Yeah, sure.

It's fine.

Okay.

Oh, George!

What's wrong?

Is that your migraine?

What did you do?

Not now, Dilla.

We have to think about George.

What's that, honey?

Oh, you want me to stay and do the
reading while you go to the hospital?

Oh.

That is so thoughtful of you.

So selfless.

What?

I clearly underestimated you.

Wait in the car.

Uh-huh.

I'm really sorry.

Everyone, George
is going to be all right.

And, luckily for you, author Annie
Butler is still here to read from her just

released and soon to be
bestseller book, My George.

Thank you so much for coming.

Okay.

One day, I came
to believe in love.

If someone had asked me even the
night before if I thought love was real,

I would have answered yes.

But that's because they would
have asked the trick question.

Did I believe in love for me?

And that answer, sadly, was a
resounding and disappointing no.

Until...

I met George.

Thank you so much.

Honey!

You did it!

Are you pretending or the fake George
dodging because he's known for flawless?

We'll see you later.

Amazingly, you pulled it off.

And not that you should be rewarded
for your appalling behavior earlier.

But you see that
woman over there?

Hey, Tanya.

That's Tanya Summers.

The radio DJ?

Yeah.

You're now booked on her show
Friday night from 5.30 to 6 p.m.

And she's
broadcasting from here.

Peak driving time.

Thousands of listeners stuck in
traffic who will be your captive audience.

Stella, this is amazing.

It can be.

If you don't mess it up.

Tanya Summers.

Remember Tanya Summers.

Should I listen to the show?

Get a feel for it?

It doesn't matter.

What matters is your
desire to sell my George.

Is this yours?

I like being driven.

I can work while I ride.

Wow, that must be expensive.

You need a lift?

No, I've got my car.

Next time hire a car.

I can never afford it.

You can when your book hits.

Do you really think it will?

You got a minute?

Sure.

So, Annie.

I wanted to ask you.

Who is this George
we're talking about?

Oh.

You know, I shouldn't
have said anything.

Come on.

It's Della you're talking to.

Annie?

Dish girl.

His real name is George.

Stop it.

No.

I'm serious.

It's George Monroe.

That's great.

Is he hot?

He's good looking.

Does he have a job?

He actually owns
his own business.

Della likes.

What kind of business?

Real estate.

The market's rebounding.

Might have to steal it from you.

When does George
become your George?

Oh, gosh.

Della, I don't know.

You have two jobs.

To sell this book
and to reel in George.

I never really thought
of relationships as jobs.

Well, now this one is.

Get busy.

Here we go, George.

We're really excited.

I hope it goes through.

Bye.

Hi.

Hello.

I'm here to see George Monroe.

Do you have an appointment?

Hi, Annie.

Hi.

Hi.

Did we have an appointment?

I'm sorry.

I was just on my way out.

No, we didn't.

I was just dropping in.

I wanted to go over
some of the plans before

I made any changes
with the curb appeal.

Well, I was just going to use
my lunch break to get a run in.

Then I have a late lunch with a
client and a showing after that.

Maybe tomorrow?

Tomorrow I have an open house
and then meetings all day after that.

Maybe next week?

You know, I'm up
against this deadline.

Oh, but I see you're
a fellow runner.

Yes.

Yeah, these are running shoes.

Well, we could
chat while we run.

That's an idea.

That is an idea.

I didn't wear my
running pants, though.

No, that's okay.

We have just the thing here.

Wendy, do we have any
of those promotional shorts?

Oh, yeah, we do.

We do.

So, a month ago, our company
did a mud run for Charity

and we had these promotional
shorts and T-shirts made up.

So, it's your lucky day.

I designed the logo.

Wow.

That turned out
really well for me.

Great.

Right?

Yeah.

There's a bathroom right back
there where you can change.

I'll meet you outside
in five minutes.

Great.

Go for a run.

Thank you.

Okay.

Have a good one.

Those look great.

Oh, thanks.

You ready?

Yeah.

Okay.

Oh, now.

Just round the block.

Okay.

Okay.

Hold on.

Okay.

You look great.

Thanks.

So, would you like
a bottle of water?

That'd be great.

Okay.

Wendy inside can hook you up.

I'm just gonna run home really quick and
have a shower before my afternoon meeting.

But I will see you around, okay?

Clearly not
envisioning this right.

Whoa.

I know.

I'm terrifying.

Um, George has a
open house tomorrow.

Do you happen to
know the address?

Yeah.

It's 482 Oakwood.

Okay.

Hi.

Oh.

For me?

For your mom.

Would you make sure
that she gets them?

Oh, you brat.

They're beautiful.

Thank you.

With the new schedule, it seems like
we just pass each other coming and going.

Yeah.

Or like meeting up for five minutes
while your partner grabs dinner.

It's like we're dating again.

It is like we're dating.

Oh.

How'd the reading go yesterday?

The beginning
was just ridiculous.

There was a fake George there.

But Annie got rid
of him somehow.

Why?

Because she wants to replace
him with the real George.

I'm confused.

So am I.

I don't know.

The actual reading part,
though, that went really well.

Well, that's not surprising.

Annie's book is terrific.

You read it?

Between runs
the last few nights.

Though I gotta say, this
real George has a lot to live

up to if he's supposed to
match the guy in the book.

Do you think that I should,
like, insist on meeting him?

I'm not getting into sister
politics between you and Annie.

Because I'm only on your side.

Well, no, but this isn't
about Annie and me.

Well, it will be if
you get involved.

Well, what am I gonna do then?

Be supportive of Annie and
be there to catch her if she falls.

So...

don't demand any George.

I wouldn't.

But you'll know what to
do when the time comes.

That's Ed with the salads.

I gotta go, sweetheart.

Oh, I'll know what to do.

Yeah, easy for
you to say, buddy.

Bye!

Bye!

Hello!

Welcome to 482 Oakwood Road.

Oh, Annie!

It's nice to see you again.

Is there something
else I can help you with?

Oh, well, I came
to look at the house.

For my mom, of course.

Your mother was very clear about
wanting a one-bedroom condo.

This is a three-bedroom
single-family home.

Oh.

Right.

My cookies.

What do you bake?

It's a tasty little
sales tactic.

The house smells like cookies, which
reminds people of their childhoods,

of their holidays,
of baking with mom.

Especially in the larger
homes, where people are

thinking about raising
a family of their own.

It makes them think about
their holidays in this house.

Plus...

I got you some ketchup cookies.

That's impressive.

Got the sparkling
water, the juice... wine.

Do you like wine?

What's not to like?

Here you go.

Thank you.

Cheers.

There's a prospective buyer.

I go to this monthly wine-tasting event
at the Corkscrew Wine Bar on Mott Street.

It's tonight, if
you'd like to come.

Oh, great.

Great.

What's the emergency?

I just got off the
phone with New York.

We're running out of time.

My George has to be a hit.

It won't be a hit.

It'll be a home run.

You tell New York I've spent the morning
getting the e-edition of my George in

first position on every
platform that counts.

And open bidding on the
movie rights yesterday.

So you got Annie to go along with
the phony George marketing plan?

I realize now I
never could have.

What changed?

Annie found her real George.

Problem solved.

Met her real George?

What's he like?

I don't know.

Haven't met him.

Then how's our problem solved?

Because Annie's on board.

I thought you needed
George on the book tour.

He'll go.

Once we convince him.

I have a plan.

Now could you stop
wasting my time?

I've got tons of
phone calls to return.

All the morning shows
want George now.

But I'm putting them
off until the book debuts.

Can I go?

Yes.

Oh, Annie.

You made it.

George, hi.

So this is... One of the best
networking events in the city.

Networking?

I promise.

Whatever it is that you
do, you'll meet someone

here who can help
you with your business.

What is it that you do?

I'm a writer.

I was actually wanting
to talk to you about that.

A writer.

This might not be the most helpful
place for you, but hey, it's a great event.

Clearly.

So Mingle, make some contacts.

Maybe you'll find a landscaper that
can help you with your mom's place.

Excuse me, Phil Abbott.

I'm George Monroe
at Clips Realty.

Kate?

Oh, sweetie, I'm so sorry.

That sounds awful.

Are you going to
be around tonight?

Okay, well, just come over here.

Yeah, no, it's fine.

Okay, I love you.

See you soon.

Bye.

Uh-oh.

What?

It's Annie.

She had a date
with George tonight.

Didn't go well.

It's 7.45.

Did it even start yet?

Mom?

Is it Annie?

Yeah.

Code red.

I'm on my way.

Sweetheart, can
you get that, please?

Got it.

Thank you.

Uh, hi, Annie.

Hi.

They're, um, back that way.

Okay.

Thanks.

What happened?

It wasn't a date.

It was a networking event.

And because I'm not a
local business professional,

George only spent five
minutes talking to me.

Well, honey, you
have been forcing this.

Yeah, Annie, it
doesn't work like that.

Well, it was supposed to.

The stars were aligned.

I mean, I wrote a book about George,
and then he appears when I need him.

Hey, um, I'm gonna go meet Ed and the
guys, let you ladies have some family time.

Wait, what?

Hold on.

Jason?

Where are you going?

Look at Annie.

She's a wreck.

She probably doesn't want
to be crying in front of me.

You girls need your privacy.

Thank you, sweetie.

I love you.

And I love you.

Bye.

Bye.

How are we going to fix this?

Well, we're not.

I give up.

You do?

I have this radio interview tomorrow,
and I promised Della that if I couldn't

get George there, I'd
let the actor play him.

Once someone is
my George, it's over.

Hendershot Publishing.

Della Hendershot, please?

I'll put you through, Annie.

No, no, no, her
voicemail's fine.

This is Della.

Leave a message.

Della, it's Annie Butler.

Listen, I couldn't convince
George to do the radio show, so...

I guess Matt, the
actor, becomes...

George.

I'll do my best
to be convincing.

Bye.

Hey.

Morning.

Can you join me out here?

Yeah.

Great.

Okay, so I was thinking
we would do mostly

perennials, because
they're pretty resilient.

You know, like pansies,
impatience, stuff like that.

Impatience?

That sounds about right.

I was also thinking we could do a small
little seating area with a rock garden.

It looks good, but it's also
really low maintenance.

Sure.

Why don't you just take
a look around a little?

See if anything
jumps out at you.

I'll be...

You know, as a kid, I'll
never forget how wonderful I

thought it was that there was
a piano out here in the open.

Yeah, the family compromise.

Mom always wanted me home practicing,
and Dad wanted me here helping out.

You know, we're still
playing Name That Tune.

Come sit.

Come on.

Want to give it a shot?

Oh boy, okay.

You can do it.

Here we go.

Damn it.

We sang that for
choir in junior year.

Ah, she remembers.

I don't know.

Wait.

Ah, after you get what
you want, you don't want it.

That's right.

If I gave you the moon,
you'd grow tired of it soon.

I don't know.

Oh, you did good.

And though I sit upon your
knee, you'll grow tired of me.

Do you remember?

Cause after you get what you want,
you don't want what you wanted at all.

Wow.

I'm totally read up.

Annie, good to see you.

No stunts today, right?

Della, you have my word.

Have a seat.

Hi, Matt.

Thanks.

I should call you George.

Ah, sure.

If that's easier for you.

Okay.

So Matt has read the book and he knows
your shared history now as well as you do.

So just relax, be natural,
and let him do his job, okay?

Okay.

Oh, I also ordered you all
some sandwiches, so eat up.

I don't want your
stomachs growling on air.

Thank you.

I've been memorizing
the book all day.

I totally forgot to eat.

I am starving.

Oh.

Oh.

Mmm.

This doesn't taste like tuna.

You know what?

You got mine.

Peanut butter and banana.

I know it's childish.

I just love it.

Nobody panic, but I happen to
have a life-threatening peanut allergy.

What?

Um, it's no big deal.

I just, um, I need to
find my my EpiPen.

I mean...

Oh.

Okay, um...

It seems not to be here.

Stella, I really, really
appreciate the opportunity,

and I hope you'll consider
me for something else.

But right now, if I don't get to the
emergency room, my face will swell,

and my throat will close.

Okay, okay.

Get him out of the back door
right now and straight to ER.

Now!

Go!

Do I still get paid?

And welcome back.

I'm here with local author Annie Butler,
who wrote the recently released book,

My George, about her astonishingly
wonderful relationship with her boyfriend,

George.

Welcome, Annie.

Thank you, Tanya.

I'm so happy to be here.

So, Annie...

I promised my listeners that you
and George were going to be here.

I know, I know.

It's just awful, actually.

He accidentally had a bite of my
peanut butter sandwich, and he's allergic.

Well, you don't mention anything about
George's medical problems in the book,

but just this week he had to leave a
book signing because of a migraine,

and now today with this
terrible allergic reaction.

Yes.

Is this guy for real?

Um, well... Well, he seems so
sweet and genuine in the book.

Now, I bet he doesn't
want to steal your thunder.

Maybe he's like those
husbands that get

sympathy pains when
their wives are pregnant.

George is making himself sick
so that you can have the spotlight.

That sounds so much like him.

So, Annie...

I can't wait until I have time.

Listeners are going to
get to meet this perfect guy.

Well, Tanya, if I could jump in.

Hey, listeners, Della
Hendershot here.

Annie will be at the American Bookseller
Expo with my George by her side.

So, listeners,
y'all, come on out.

Okay, did you
hear that, listeners?

An invite to the American
Booksellers Expo!

George, I have Della Hendershot
on line one for you about a listing.

Do you want to take the call?

Okay, I'll take it.

Hello, Della.

This is George.

George, I was thinking about putting my
house on the market and hoped that you

would be interested
in taking that listing.

Okay.

Great.

Can I find out how
you heard about me?

From a colleague.

Might I ask which one?

I also looked you up online and I see that
you weathered the economic downturn nicely.

I'm impressed.

Well, I saw the housing crisis as more
of an opportunity instead of a catastrophe.

Lemonade from lemons.

Something like that.

And where is your home, please?

About a mile above
Boulevard near Canyon.

Well, that certainly
is a desirable area.

And one that you
haven't worked with?

Actually, no.

But I'm betting you'd like to.

I hope you don't see it
as a negative that this

is an area where I
haven't had clients before.

I'm more interested in
your motivation, George.

Care to meet at my house,
say tomorrow afternoon?

I would like that very much.

I'll email you the details.

Great.

Thank you very much, Della.

I look forward to meeting you.

Likewise.

I'm sure.

Again, who was
that colleague that...

Got him.

Why are you and my wife
reading the same book?

She's all worked up about it.

George this, George that.

So romantic, so thoughtful.

This is the book
that Annie wrote.

Wow, would you look at that.

Tell Annie I said thanks
for setting me up for failure.

Annie!

Thanks for meeting me here.

I'm working from home today.

But...

I have big news.

Tanya the DJ created
some buzz for us.

There's chatter on the blogs
that George may not be real.

But don't worry.

There's enough people
who think that he is.

And either way, it's publicity.

Brennan Bookstore
sold out of their stock.

And the online sales
shot up 14% overnight.

14%?

And we need to build on this.

So we really need to get
moving on this George thing.

I just saw him yesterday.

I haven't had a chance
to ask George yet.

Ask George what?

George.

Hey Annie.

Sorry honey, your track
record wasn't impressive.

Annie!

Didn't you want to
ask George something?

I'm sorry.

I really need to take this.

George Monroe.

Handle your business.

Look, just tell him everything.

We can't let this
fall apart at the expo.

This isn't the way I
wanted it to happen.

If he is your destiny, as
you continue to say over and

over, then you're meant
to be one way or the other.

This way, it's faster.

Here, take the book.

Show it to him.

It'll stroke his ego.

George.

I wrote a book.

You said you were a writer.

That's great Annie.

The problem is that I...

I wrote this book about my
great relationship with this guy.

My George.

That doesn't sound
like a problem.

He doesn't exist.

I don't understand.

Well, it turns out that people are
reading my book, which is amazing.

But they also expect to
meet George, who's a fictional

character that I created that
now everyone assumes is real.

And in a couple weeks, I have this
national bookseller expo and it's...

it's a really big deal and everyone
expects George to be there.

Oh.

Look, I know that
this sounds crazy.

Maybe, possibly, you
could be my George.

Oh.

That's very flattering, Annie.

Really.

I know that we just met, okay?

And I'm not asking you
to be the guy in this book.

Not really.

I'm just asking if maybe you could pretend
to be in front of thousands of people and

when I say it out loud... That sounds
like a great deal to ask someone.

Yes.

I don't think I can
pretend to be your guy.

I just don't think it would
be the right thing to do.

That's ironic.

What is?

That's exactly what
he would have said.

I guess I'll see you
at your mother's place.

Yeah.

So?

You're gonna have to look through
your pile of headshots, Stella.

Two kings.

Okay.

I have a queen.

Hey, cheer up, Charlie.

Lend me a smile.

Remember that?

A little more enthusiasm
and maybe I wouldn't have to...

Does anyone... Would
you listen to your mother?

Sure.

Thank you.

Does anyone have a king?

Yes!

I've got...

Wait, okay, so I have two kings?

I have to have them both.

Hey.

Coast is clear.

What do you mean?

Annie's gone?

She just left.

Where are you?

Uh, I'm at work, actually.

What?

Yeah, I picked up a shift.

I... I don't understand.

Well, I was on my way to
meet Ed when I realized I

could cover for Miguel
if he wanted the night off.

Turns out he did.

You took a shift
without calling me?

I thought Annie was
gonna be there all night.

I have been looking forward to
this night with you for like two weeks.

I don't know what to say.

Okay.

Well, I gotta go.

So you turned down Annie.

Does that mean you're also
turning down my house, too?

I don't see what one
has to do with the other.

Annie is the colleague
who told me about you.

And me pretending to be her boyfriend
is contingent on my getting your listing.

Let me explain to you
why you should date Annie.

Go on.

When her book blows
up, you'll go from young

real estate guy to
successful celebrity realtor.

Imagine what it will
do for your branding.

But what if the truth
of the book comes out?

It probably will.

But when it does, worst
case for you, you'll have

a front page connection
with a scandalous author.

It's a golden
opportunity, George.

Mom, I want to be alone.

It's not your mother.

Hi.

Hi.

Annie, I'm sorry that I ran off
on you like that the other day.

I was just surprised by
what you were saying.

Come in, please.

George, um, you do
not have to apologize.

What I asked you to
do was... Totally doable.

What?

I mean, you might have
to coach me on some of the

finer points, but I think
we can pull this off.

When did you change your mind?

Annie, I bake cookies.

I go to wine tastings.

I'm willing to consider
any out-of-the-box

thinking as long as it
will advance my career.

And it appears that for whatever reason,
I am part of your out-of-the-box thinking.

Really?

Sometimes in the business
world, you only get one shot.

And you should get yours.

George, I think this whole thing is going
to be way more involved than just the expo.

I don't want you to lie.

Well, we're not lying.

We're not?

Sure, maybe we're stretching the truth a
little bit for right now, but maybe I just

need to get to know you
better before the expo.

There might be something there.

There might be.

How about dinner tomorrow night?

Okay.

Hey, guys.

I brought you two some water.

Henry, you have been missed.

It's so good to see you
around the house again.

Aw, thank you, Mrs. Butler.

You want to get a
better look at him?

You can help us
plant some stuff.

Oh, honey, if I had any interest
in gardening, do you think

that the lawn would look
like this in the first place?

Which makes point.

Well, I will leave you two.

Thank you, Henry.

In case I didn't say it before,
thanks for helping me out today.

I know you're busy with a book.

I'm reading it, you know.

You're a really
great writer, Annie.

Thanks, Henry.

Well, I know we're supposed
to keep the art simple, but

I think that these colors
are really going to look nice.

Yeah.

Yeah, I think it's
going to look good, too.

But there is something beautiful about
a single color that looks great as well.

You should come by
the nursery the night of

the 30th, and trust
me, you will be wowed.

Why at night?

It's a full moon.

I've given a talk on night
gardens, and there is nothing

more beautiful than a white
garden in the moonlight.

Yeah, it is.

You should come by.

I'll give you ideas for
your mom's backyard.

The 30th, that's the
night of my book expo.

That's two hours away.

I don't think I can
make it back in time.

Next time.

Yeah, next time.

Yeah.

I am so sorry!

I'm such a glut, are you okay?

Hold on, come here.

Now I'm actually
making it worse.

You look pretty
with dirt on your face.

So...

Annie!

Annie!

Hi!

Hi.

Hey, you're George.

George, this is Henry Martin, my old friend
from high school and mom's landscaper.

Great, well I was just
bringing the sign by.

And are we still on
for dinner tonight?

Yeah, of course.

Silly.

Great, because I know of a really
fantastic Italian place that we could try.

You know, how about
you just come over to the

house, we'll cook you a
nice cozy meal at home.

What time?

Usual.

Okay.

It was good to meet you, Henry.

Yeah, you too.

George, take care.

Bye.

So that's George.

I guess you learned how to cook.

Used to burn jarred pasta sauce.

You know, I'm just gonna
go in there and um...

first nap.

Hey, sweetie.

Want a snack?

Actually, I need something
bigger than a snack.

Have a date with George tonight.

My realtor, George?

Yep.

Wow, that Ramona Angel Fog...

whatever.

Rowena St. Cloud.

Honey, I'm just saying that
her three E's, they actually work.

When did this thing
with George happen?

In the last 24 hours.

Last night.

Although I may have just told him
that I would cook him dinner tonight.

Honey.

Despite my best
efforts, you cannot cook.

And besides that,
it's already 3 o'clock.

Your clothes are
still in the washer.

Well, can you cook me something?

Oh!

I made a lasagna.

All you have to do is defrost it, stick
it in the oven at 350 for 40 minutes.

You got a homemade meal.

Amazing.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

You saved the day.

Again.

Again.

Peace offering.

Pakos.

Sit.

That's dirty pool.

All's fair.

Is this love or war?

It's always love.

Except when I have a
momentary lapse of reasoning.

Well, I'm the one who ran out on his wife
the other night when she needed my support.

No, she's the one who should
have said that she needed support.

A good husband would
have recognized her need.

Well, a good wife
would have understood.

A great wife brings tacos.

Is that all it takes?

Yeah.

You rat.

I love you.

Oh, I brought extra
for Ed if he wants it.

Let's not tell him that.

Smart man.

I was supposed to
defrost the lasagna.

Lasagna, lasagna.

For 25?

Hi.

Hi.

Wow, those are beautiful.

I figured we'd
start this off right.

So, can I come in?

Yes, come in.

Sorry.

Something smells great.

Oh, it's a family recipe.

Oh!

I started reading the book.

That is some
romance that we had.

Right?

I thought you could just walk me through
some of the particulars for the expo.

Sure.

How about we just sit down
and get to know each other first?

Do you want something to drink?

Water would be great.

Water.

So, how was your day?

It was very good.

Yours?

It was good.

I'm sorry, Annie.

Is something burning?

Oh!

Oh!

Oh no!

Oh no!

I ruined it.

To be fair, I don't
think it was the water.

I'm so sorry.

No need to apologize.

These things happen.

I've got an idea.

Thank you for dinner.

It was great.

I told you.

They have a mean key lime pie.

How'd you hear about this place?

I used to live in
the neighborhood.

It's been my local
local for years.

I have to say, after I ruined dinner, I
didn't think that this date was eligible.

It was bound to be a success
as long as we were together.

That's very sweet.

Well, shall we?

You're spoiling me.

You deserve it.

Besides, I've made an
investment in you, Annie Butler.

And I need to protect it.

You girls really did it.

I can't believe
you're moving, Mom.

Our lives are in these boxes.

Yeah, but luckily the
second half is still to come.

Speaking of which...

What's going on with you?

What's going on
with you and George?

You guys in love yet?

What?

You made it seem like it
was just a matter of logistics.

The lasagna possibly
looked like fireplace ash.

I thought that
one was foolproof.

Hey.

Hi.

Henry Martin!

Hey.

It's so good to see you back.

Thank you.

Hi, Isabella.

Hi, Henry.

Annie, got you a little
something for helping me.

Oh, those are beautiful.

Well, I am very glad
you showed up, Henry.

Because our Annie is having
a little bit of a rough time.

And I think maybe some
manual labor might be just

the thing for her to
get her out of her head.

Okay.

And before my mom says the same
thing about me, I gotta get back to work.

Bye.

Bye, baby.

Bye, Annie.

See ya.

You too.

Hey, we definitely
need to hang out soon.

Yeah, absolutely.

Bye.

See ya.

Okay, I am gonna
put these in water and

make you two some
butterscotch chip cookies.

Oh, Mrs. Butler, you remembered!

You up for this?

We got some more
flowers to plant.

Alright.

You first.

Alright.

So what did you
think of his work?

Colorful.

Powerful.

You can be honest.

I didn't really get it.

It's whatever you feel it is.

This particular piece
I find very moving.

But I see a lot of pain.

Where?

I hope you weren't
too bored in there.

You were awfully quiet.

No, I was just taking it all in.

I didn't know abstract art
could be so complicated.

But what I find so intriguing about
his work is that each color is a choice.

And all these seemingly
random choices come together

on the canvas to convey
one singular thought.

Pain.

Exactly.

Thank you.

I had a really great time.

I feel like you didn't
have that much fun.

No, I... It's okay.

Art isn't for everyone.

Why don't you pick
something fun for next time?

Okay.

Okay.

Goodnight.

So you want to talk about it?

It's a long story.

Did you get into a
fight with George?

No.

Oh.

Is that surprising?

No, no.

It's just...

I don't know.

When I saw the two of you, you
didn't seem like a couple in the book.

That's all.

It's because we're not
like the couple in the book.

What is?

Fame affecting
your relationship?

No.

Reality.

So there's three B's?

Three E's.

I envision George.

Now I'm experiencing him.

I just don't know
that I'm enlivened yet.

George in the
book is... Fictional.

George the realtor...
Has to be real.

It could ruin my career
before it even starts.

And I want to make it work.

I do.

When I met George, it felt like
everything was falling into place.

It just hasn't felt
that way since.

And I don't know how to fix it.

Okay, so plan on doing
something fun together.

Well, that's just it.

I don't know what I'd do
that he would enjoy doing.

Well...

You like nature, right?

You could go on a hike.

There's a new piano bar
that opened up in town.

I love all those things.

Plus, don't you and George
go dancing in the book?

Henry?

That's kind of brilliant.

Yeah?

Well...

I just want you to
be happy, Annie.

Sales continue to climb, and there's a lot
of chatter about the book on social media.

And because of that, I've got you on as one
of the featured writers on Hello America.

And they're doing a
feature for the Expo.

On TV.

National TV.

The Expo organizers want you to talk
about breaking into the literary world,

talk about your relationship,
and how you crafted it

into a book that women
across the country can relate to.

Talk about my relationship?

Yeah.

Miss Undershot?

That was George Monroe.

He asked if you'll be ready
for the open house next week.

I'll have him call back.

Now, back to business.

My George is doing great.

But we need a second push.

Annie, you look...

But what are you doing here?

I just wanted to wish you
luck for the night garden.

Oh, thanks.

Bet you didn't have dress
all up for the occasion.

Actually, George
read the book, too.

So, he's taking me dancing.

Oh.

Well, lucky there.

Guy's figuring it out.

I think so.

I don't know.

I just need to see him again.

Make sure we're
on the right track.

It's so beautiful here.

Reminds me of a story about a man
who planted a field full of wildflowers.

Just one man?

That's one diligent man.

This man loved a woman so much,
broke his heart when she had to leave.

I don't know.

A story.

Okay.

Before she left, she gave him one flower,
and she promised to be home before it died.

I hope he watered it.

He watered it.

But then she didn't come
back, and it started to wilt.

He planted another flower because he felt
as long as there was a flower blooming,

there was a chance that
she would come back.

Every day she didn't return,
he planted another flower.

And he waited and waited.

And before long,
he had a whole field.

What happened to the girl?

Well, you tell me.

This is your story.

Well, you'll have to figure that
out for yourself, Henry Martin.

Wish me luck.

Good luck, Annie.

These are our gross revenues
by quarter for the last fiscal year.

I've seen these all before.

They don't matter.

This is a hit-driven business.

Believe me, something
breaks out, the past is forgotten.

Yes, but... Troy, we have a property that
can really move the needle for New York.

That's all that matters to them.

Moving the needle.

When my George starts climbing up the
best-sellers list, they're going to renew

our options, just to keep
us from jumping ship.

Doesn't that depend
on what Annie does?

All we've got to do is make it through
the next 24 hours and we are home free.

Henry, stop!

Sir, what are you...

Dude, they're hard to
sell when they're dead.

Yeah.

Hey, what is up with you?

You know how you said that I was
jealous of that guy that Annie was dating?

Yeah?

Well, I hate to admit it, but...

you were right.

I want to gloat, but...

I'm just sorry, Henry.

It must be tough
seeing her with that guy.

You know, the way Miley
talks about that book,

she says it's as if they're
in a romance novel.

Yeah, but that's just it.

It's like they're even
the perfect couple.

Not even a couple at all.

Then why are you upset?

You still have a shot.

Well, how's that?

If you have the courage
to do just one thing

in your life, tell
someone you love them.

That was in an anniversary
card that I bought Allie.

So...

I think I'm supposed to lead.

Oh, sorry.

I thought you were.

Maybe that's our problem.

You cannot move together
with an ocean between you.

Oh, okay.

What?

You stepped on my foot.

I'm sorry.

It's okay.

I thought you liked to dance.

Actually, never
done this before.

It's sort of romantic.

It's not exactly
what I expected.

The woman must look into the
man's eyes with trust and certainty.

Then he will be able to lead
you on a journey into the music.

Okay.

Do you trust me?

Annie?

Are you selling Della's house?

She told you.

Is that the only
reason you're here?

Of course not.

Annie.

George.

We are here to dance.

I'm so sorry.

Excuse us.

Excuse us.

Annie, listen.

Listen to me.

I mean, I know that I
can't expect much more.

I asked you to defraud people, to pretend
that you cared about me, that you liked me.

I do like you, Annie.

I do.

And I was not withholding
this Della thing from you.

She just decided that she
wanted to sell the other day.

I'm helping you
with your career.

Is it so bad that you're
helping me with mine?

If I sell Della's house, it will
be my biggest commission ever.

It could lead me to new
clients, bigger properties.

Besides, isn't that what
people in relationships do?

Help each other out?

Are we in a relationship?

An unconventional one.

I mean, most people meet and
then decide if they like each other.

And then go on a date.

We were kind of a
couple when we first met.

And we're
backtracking a little bit.

Unless I messed it up.

No.

I don't know.

When I first met you, honestly, I
thought that we were meant to be.

I just didn't think it
would be this difficult.

I'm not an expert, but maybe
relationships aren't meant to be easy.

Yeah.

Should we go back inside?

No.

No.

I don't really have
much of a knack for that.

Plus, I should go home.

I have that speech
to write for the expo.

I don't have much time to do it.

Annie, I know that
we're backtracking a little

bit, but I don't think
we should give up.

Besides, it's...

It's kind of neat.

Being someone's destiny.

Good night, George.

Good night, Annie.

I can't believe I've been asked to
speak at the National Booksellers Expo.

I've only been a successful
author for a minute,

but I've been an avid
reader my entire life.

I'll just make
something up entirely.

Well, what happened?

I have spent the last two days trying
to write my speech for this book expo.

I don't know what
I'm going to do.

Just picture the audience
in their underwear.

Everyone says that works.

It's not giving the speech
that has me worried.

It's writing it.

I'm supposed to be writing about
how wonderful my relationship

is with George, and I
don't know if it's wonderful.

Oh, sweetie.

Everything seemed
to be going so well.

I don't know.

I mean, George is
everything that I wanted,

but being with him is
not what I expected.

Does that make sense?

Yeah.

Really?

Yeah.

I know that you think Jason
is just an overgrown teenager.

No, that's not true.

I just think that you put
up with a lot from him.

I do, sometimes.

I mean, look, when I first
met Jason, I saw what you see.

I thought he was some
messy, schlubby guy.

I mean, I didn't expect to spend
a day with him, let alone a life.

But then I got to
know the real Jason.

I mean, yeah.

He drives me crazy
sometimes, but he also tries

really hard to make things
better when I'm upset.

He's my best friend.

So yeah, things aren't
what I expected with Jason.

They're way better.

You need to stop thinking
about the George in your

book, and start thinking
about the George in your life.

Henry?

Annie?

Hey.

What are you doing here?

Is everything all right?

No.

I mean, yes.

Maybe.

I actually don't know.

I need to talk to you.

Okay.

Let's go inside.

Yeah.

Do you want to sit down?

No, no, no.

I'm fine.

Thanks.

What's going on?

Uh, you're always so easy to talk to,
and now that I have the most important

thing that I will ever say to
you, I don't know how to say it.

You can say
anything to me, Henry.

You know that.

Even if it's that I'm
crazy about you?

And that I don't want
you to give a speech

that tells the world
that you're with George?

Henry, that's not possible.

Why?

Because I have
to give this speech.

My whole career depends on it.

Della is counting on me.

George...

What about George?

George came into my
life just at the right time.

We're supposed to be.

Annie, those three E's.

It's supposed to
change your life.

But not so specifically.

We don't choose who
we fall in love with.

Love is inconvenient and messy sometimes,
but those are usually the best parts.

Henry...

All I know is that you've
been trying so hard to

turn the real George
into the one in the book.

I may have the wrong
name, but Annie, I know

in my heart that I am
the right guy for you.

I can't.

Henry!

Henry!

Henry!

Henry!

Henry!

Henry!

Henry!

Henry!

Henry!

Certainly an
interesting discussion.

Thank you Thomas, Annie, William,
and Lillian for up and coming authors

making their debut at this, the 33rd
annual National Booksellers Expo.

Right now, we're going to take a
quick break, and we'll be back after this.

Thank you.

That was perfect.

Keep that up and we
will fly through the day.

That was the easy part.

The focus wasn't
on me or George.

What about me?

Nothing.

You looked great up there.

You're a star.

Oh.

I don't know.

Now that I have a
second with you, the open

house is going to be from
noon to four on Sunday.

It would be best if you could
vacate the premises around then.

And Annie, I drove by your mom's place on
the way over here, and the curb appeal is

fantastic.

Really, totally worth it.

You're a landscaper.

You really put
his heart into it.

His name's Henry.

Your speech is in an hour.

Why don't you go practice?

George, can you go with
her and give her some tips?

You're good with people.

Sure.

You know what, I don't really
need to... I'll meet you in 45 minutes.

Oh, excuse me.

This is Della.

Go.

Oh yeah.

Oh yeah.

She's doing fantastic.

Yeah.

So what?

Shoot, let's hear the speech.

What, right here?

Sure.

Uh, okay.

I can't believe I've been asked to
speak at the National Booksellers Expo.

I've only been a
successful writer for about a

minute, but I've been an
avid reader my entire life.

I've always loved to hear about how my
favorite books came to be, so I'm honored

to be here with you to share with
you how I created my book, My George.

When I wrote this book, I
had an idea of what love was.

All grand gestures
and perfect moments.

What happened?

I was saying love is grand
gestures and perfect moments.

Right.

Right, well then that's
the work that you put into it.

So is that the end
of the speech?

No, but these note
cards are so stiff.

I think it's better if I
speak from the heart.

I absolutely agree.

I was saying that I used to think that
love was about grand gestures and perfect

moments, but that's
not what love is about.

A perfect moment isn't a hot
air balloon ride or dance lessons.

A perfect moment
is times of laughter.

When small disasters happen.

It's drinking milk and
eating warm cookies.

And not being afraid to share
your deepest, darkest secrets.

Real love isn't about the best
moments, it's about the worst.

And it's about being with that
person you want to be with.

When nothing in
your life makes sense.

Real love is messy and
it's inconvenient sometimes.

But those are
usually the best parts.

Annie, thank you so much.

And that concludes
our program for today.

Annie?

Dylan?

Yes.

Can I have a minute
with George, please?

Sure.

George, as my grandmother would
say, before the moon leaves the sky,

he must know
he's still your guy.

So I have to go.

What?

It turns out, funny enough,
that you're not my George.

Someone else is.

And if I don't go see him
right now, I'm gonna regret it.

I think that we both know that this,
this shouldn't be this much work.

So thank you.

I guess you're right.

Yeah.

Set up the meetings.

I'm telling you, the book
signings, they are going fantastic.

Gotta go.

Annie, where are you going?

I'm going to find the
man of my dreams, Della.

He's not here.

He never was.

I should have
known you'd do this.

You told me yourself
this book is selling.

You're making money.

You're probably gonna
make more money.

You wanna sue me?

Go right ahead.

I don't care.

I wanna live my life.

I wanna be in love, Della.

I wanna be in love and not
just in the pages of my book.

Not as planned.

No, no, no, no.

This is better.

Now, we'll have to walk back a couple of
statements, but we're in great shape, Troy.

What do I tell New York?

That we have a runaway
hit with a sequel in the works.

A sequel?

I can see it now.

The sequel to my George.

Real.

Life.

Love.

Gotta go.

Della?

Henry.

I'm so sorry, Henry.

I wanted to tell
him before you left.

Tell him what?

The end of the story.

The flower story?

She got lost.

She followed the wrong
path for the wrong reasons.

And she found her way back.

And she's just
hoping it's not too late.

It's okay if it took you
this long to get here.

My Henry.

My Annie.

You're so lucky.

I'm

so sorry, Louie.

I'm so excited.

Oh, my God.

This is so amazing.

We're Debra.

And we're glad that
you're back in New York.

You're here, too.