All language subtitles for 5x05 Shirts And Skins

Morning, gentlemen. I got
some good news to start the week...

Good morning.

...regarding the third largest distillers
in North America...

...and their new West Coast
ad agency.

-Absolutely.
-Shouldn't we wait for Ms. Fuller?

Yeah, Miss Fuller won't be joining us
this morning.

Over the weekend,
we have concluded discussions...

...regarding the future
each of us envisions.

And as a result of that, Miss Fuller has
asked that I accept her resignation.

And reluctantly, I have.

You rotten bastard.

-Miss Fuller, this is crazy.
-No.

What's crazy is that I believed
you hired me for my creative mind.

But that's not you wanted, was it?

Was it?

Rob-- Robin, please.

Morning.

Good morning, Miss Tracy.
Nice to see you again.

-Miss Tracy.
-Yes?

Excuse me.
Are you defending Robin Fuller?

-What can I do for you?
-You can let me help.

I'm Madelyn Hayes,
Blue Moon Investigations.

Well, why don't you call my office
or send a brochure or something.

I'm not a detective's version
of an ambulance chaser.

This isn't the proper way
to solicit business.

I read about this case
and I wanna help. I'll do it for free.

-You mean, pro bono?
-Exactly.

It's unfair to your client being fired
because she won't sleep with her boss.

You' re gonna need character references,
affidavits, all kinds of materials.

And I can help with the Iegwork.
As I said, I'll do it for free.

I've worked for two other companies
in the past 10 years.

Nothing like this has ever happened.

I'll get you my résumé,
it's an A-plus résumé.

I'm listed in Who's Who of American
Advertising Women for goodness' sake.

How did you get the job
at Fass Advertising?

Well, I've been creating spots
for wineries in the Bay Area.

They caught Neil's attention.

He flew to San Francisco, took me out
to dinner and offered me a great job.

When did you realise he had
more than a job on his mind?

Pretty early on.
He started doing things.

I have a skirt with pockets in the back.
He would walk behind me...

...and put his hands in the pockets
and, you know ....

And how did you respond?

Long skirts and high necklines.

But that didn't stop him.

I thought I could handle it
or he'd get bored.

I love my work.
I didn't wanna lose my job.

So finally, we were finishing
a presentation on a very big account.

It was late Saturday afternoon,
just Neil and I after a while.

He poured some Scotch and
started telling me what an asset I was.

And how I would be perfect
to run the account.

He said, how would I like that?
I said, "Great."

And then he said, "You know,
you really deserve to be a partner.

How would you like that?" I said,
"My dream is to become a partner."

He said, "|'ve always thought
you were very special.

Why don't we...?"

You know.

-And in 20 minutes you'd be a partner.
-I said no, so he fired me.

Thank you.

Yesterday morning...

...you wanted the gun to scare him
into giving you your job back.

Scare him? I wanted to kill him.

But I don't know anything about guns.
I've never shot a gun. I hate guns.

I was very upset. I was angry.
I was in a fog.

I don't think we should defend you
on mental incompetency.

On the other hand,
my female intuition tells me...

...the DA is gonna blow cigar smoke
at whatever plea bargain I arrange.

The DA won't be able
to light up a cigar...

...if you can convince the jury,
half of whom are women...

...Robin was forced
to defend herself.

-Easier said than done.
-We've got to nail this guy.

Jamie, mind freshening this for me?

-What'd you do that for?
-What'd you ask Jamie to do?

-Get me a refill.
-What's wrong with your legs?

I'm in the middle of something.

And Jamie doesn't have work
to take care of?

-She wasn't doing anything.
-O'Nea|'s sitting there.

Why didn't you ask him to fetch it?

-Jamie makes better coffee.
-Oh, I see.

She has to make it and fetch it.

MacGi|icuddy, around here...

...women's work is not
in the job description.

Why are you making a federal case
out of this? I'm not sexist.

-I'm as liberated as the next guy.
-Raise your consciousness...

...over to the coffee maker yourself.
A little rocket fuel, co-worker?

Thanks. Step on up to the '90s,
MacGi|icuddy.

I guess we know who wears
the panties in your family.

Good morning.
Blue Moon Investigations.

Are you the target of somebody's ire,
to be kidnapped, divorced, set on fire?

Why wait till your honey's cashed
out and fled?

The ransom note's read,
maybe you're dead.

Our pre-mayhem
checkup is perfect for you.

For a few bucks,
we'll sniff every clue.

Pester your friends,
dig high, dig low.

If your number's up,
don't you wanna know?

-Please hold.
-Good morning, Agnes.

-Good morning, Miss Hayes.
-Thanks.

I'm giving you a raise.

-Fifty dollars a week.
-Really?

And a promotion. You'll be
the assistant to the president.

-We'll talk about profit sharing later.
-Wow, Miss Hayes. Thank you.

I'm gonna see if Mr. Addison's in.

-Just the woman I wanted to see.
-Just the man I wanted to see.

Maddie Hayes, I would like you to meet
Gary Coombs.

-How do you do?
-Pleasure.

Sit down, we got a lot to talk about.
Gary's a friend of my brother's.

And he just put us in shoelaces
right into the next century.

What case is on the tip
of everybody's tongue?

What case is all over
the newspapers, TV?

What case has Meryl Streep
practising an American accent?

-Got me.
-Hopeless.

One of Gary's co-workers
got a pink slip the other day.

She feels that the response
is to go out and get a gun...

...walk in, and do a bad Annie Oakley.

Gary's boss is in the hospital...

...and she's filing a suit
for sexual harassment.

I propose we adjourn to the office
and autograph contracts.

-I don't think so.
-Is now not a good time?

You wanna come back?

Is your pen broke?

I'm sorry.

I'm not interested in this case.

-You're not interested in this case?
-We are not interested in this case.

I wouldn't call that a summary
of my feelings.

I am speaking for the company,
David.

Would you excuse us a minute,
Gary?

I didn't think you were capable
of embarrassing me--

We are not taking this case because
we have already taken this case.

-We have?
-We have.

We don't have the case
because we have it?

Did you have breakfast
with a maharishi this morning?

Look, Dave, maybe we can work
this out later. Nice meeting you.

Yeah, nice meeting you.

You're not gonna be playing Red Cross
with this nut case on a spree.

It wasn't a spree.
I visited Robin Fuller in jail.

-You what?
-She's not some nut case.

Her middle name's Macadamia.

We're taking this case and her side
of it. What's more, for free.

-It gets better and better. For free?
-Pro bono, you know?

Yeah, it's Latin for detectives
with holes in their underwear.

You can't stand when a woman
stands up for her rights.

I like my women laying down.

-I come from a line of missionaries.
-Make jokes.

-There's no way you can take this.
-No way you can admit the truth.

They worked together. They had
a mutual attraction. They had laughs.

It happens all the time.

But the job goes south,
she yells sexual harassment.

Yeah, and you yell oink.
Don't you have any principles, David?

Yeah. I got a big principle for you.

Nobody has the right to shoot the boss.
If they do, it ought to be me.

Robin Fuller was defending
her right to earn a living.

-Not the way I heard it.
-From whom?

That pal your brother met judging
a pageant?

While Little Bo Peep
was climbing the corporate ladder...

...she gave Neil Fass a peek
at her petticoats.

-You don't know that.
-Yes, I do.

-How?
-Sorry, I can't tell you.

-What do you mean you can't tell me?
-Client privilege.

-You don't have a client.
-Yes, I do. I'm taking this case.

-You are not.
-Yes, I am.

-You are not.
-Yes, I am.

-Hello.
-David Addison...

-...I order you to drop this case.
-I don't take orders.

It's against the policy
for subordinate members--

-Subordinate member?
-Subordinate member.

Why don't you try underling,
or better yet, peon?

I cannot allow an employee
to work on a case in conflict...

...with another case which we've taken.

Wait a second.
This isn't about Section A paragraph B.

You're afraid your field hand here
will beat you.

-Afraid? Of losing to you?
-Petrified. To a man.

-So you wanna take this case.
-Yeah.

-I wanna take this.
-Good.

-We'll both take this case.
-Great.

-On opposite sides.
-I love it.

Yes, Miss Hayes?

Did we get the employee list
from Fass Advertising yet?

Not yet, Miss Hayes.

I asked you for it two days ago,
Agnes.

I know. I'm sorry, Miss Hayes.
But I only have two hands.

Call the dean of admissions.

Tell him you're from the Addison
Foundation Genius Awards.

You need to see Robin's records
or she can't get the dough.

And call Jake's,
get me a cheeseburger.

And get Viola a knackwurst
and banana.

He says they'll know.

My, my, aren't we being industrious.

I don't know,
but we're working very hard.

Normally, I'd applaud,
but you're monopolizing Agnes.

What is that, some kind of sex crime?

No. But listen,
I have appointments to make.

-Memos to be typed.
-What's the matter?

-Sound panicky.
-Panicky?

-Yeah, full of panic.
-I'm not panicky.

What are you blowing your horn
at me for?

You got the airtight case.
I'm drawing four from the dealer.

The only thing I can come up with
about Robin is one thing.

Wanna hear it?

Last year, her company threw
a Halloween party...

-...and she came as a belly dancer.
-So what?

A woman who wants to get ahead
dresses as Curie.

Doesn't make her belly spit gumballs
into her boss' mouth.

I will not allow Agnes to help you
anymore. She's off your case.

Fine. Just remember, you lit the fuse.

-What fuse?
-Warfare. Boys against the girls.

Shirts against the skins.
And I got shirts.

Now.

Coach Addison is counting
on each and every one of us...

...to be all that we can be.

Billie Jean King didn't hand
Bobby Riggs his codpiece...

...on a silver platter
by talking that way.

They want us to be afraid.

We owe him more than five yards
and a cloud of dust.

We owe him nothing less
than total victory.

We gotta win this one
for Miss Hayes, for Robin Fuller...

...for Susan B. Anthony, the ERA...

...and for every time
our mother's just smiled.

Because if we fail...

...the coach will wind up
with a mouthful of Astro Turf...

...getting it in the end zone and we....

We might just as well hang up
our cups...

...because there will be nothing left
to protect.

Break!

Two, four, six, eight
Who we gonna liberate?

Us. Yeah.

Voilé.

-I think I did it.
-I like the tone of your voice.

Sir, I have succeeded
in penetrating the billing system...

...of Hackensack Mutual Insurance.

-Penetration?
-They allow that on TV?

They're the health carrier for
Fass Advertising and by extension...

There she blows.

These files wouldn't have to be
confidential, would they?

Well, yes. I guess
they probably would be, sir.

By accessing them,
would you be committing a crime?

I really didn't think about it, sir,
but, you know...

...the subject of computer access
is a very gray area.

Besides, who's gonna know?

It might help shed some light
on the subject of our investigation.

Look at this. Here among
the doctor and dentist payments.

There was a payment of $2700
last July...

...on Robin Fuller's account
to Harborhurst Inc.

I mean, that sounds like some kind of
spa she went to on her vacation.

What's that doing on health coverage?

-Insurance fraud.
-No, I think I've heard of Harborhurst.

It's a part spa, part rubber ranch.
A lot or burnouts up there.

So, what we might be talking about
in portraying Robin Fuller, sir...

...would be someone who's....

-What's the phrase?
-Nuts?

-Emotionally overwrought.
-Nuts.

Nuts. I don't need to tell you
how much evidence like that...

...would help Mr. Fass' case.

Come in.

I got that list
of Fass Advertising employees.

Thanks.

Long list.

As assistant to the president, I'm going
to be more help to you from now on.

I'm gonna need it, Agnes.
I thought this was a crusade...

...but David Addison
turned it into a holy war.

Why am I surprised?
Why am I ever surprised at David?

I know how important this case
is to you.

It's just as important to me.

I've been sitting there,
imagining Burt...

...red-faced, all puffed up, snapping his
suspenders at me, lecturing me about--

I don't wanna have to sit through
that lecture.

We're not gonna lose.

I've been going through
Robin's record...

...and despite what Addison and
Fass say, she was a model employee.

-Great.
-Okay.

We've gotta get in touch
with every female employee...

...and find out who else
was Fass-harassed.

Promise them everything will be held
in strict confidence.

We've got to nail Neil Fass.

Miss Hayes, I know a special
assistant to the president...

...is supposed to be gung ho.
I am gung ho.

-I'm gung ho-ho.
-But?

I know that making these calls
is good, solid detective work.

But it feels like prying.

Asking people about their private--

I mean ....

Isn't this going a little too far?

Agnes...

...do you think David Addison
is worried about going too far?

Stop drooling on yourself.

You're not supposed to have rabies
just act like a--

Just act like yourself
and you'll be fine.

Good evening.

I'm Dr. Richard Burlap.
This is Mr. Chester Warwick.

I'm Mr. Warwick's
personal physician.

Good evening,
Dr. Burlap, Mr. Warwick.

Good evening.
Well, where would you like to begin?

-Excuse me?
-What would you like to show us first?

Where should we start?

Someone did phone ahead about us
coming by for a tour this evening?

No one said anything about a tour.

Oh, my. Well, this is rather
disconcerting.

I had hoped to show Mr. Warwick
around the facilities this evening.

I had explained to Mr. Warwick
how calming and restorative...

...the facilities have been for many
of my other patients.

Was there anything specific
you were interested in, Mr. Warwick?

-No enemas.
-Perhaps we could show Mr. Warwick...

...the pool facilities
or perhaps the tennis courts.

I can't leave the station unattended.

Why don't you stroll around by yourself?
Just stay in the vicinity.

Splendid idea. Mr. Warwick?

Mr. Warwick.

Perhaps you'd like to take
a stroll around, Mr. Warwick.

See if you can make
some new friends.

-I'm sure he'll enjoy it here.
-Yeah, I'm sure he will.

Many of my other patients have.

Speaking of which,
my office has misplaced...

...the final 505's
on Mr. Osborne's neptopolectomy.

Perhaps I could run some copies
while I'm here.

Well, all the charts are back there.
But I'm not authorized to give out files.

You could call the administration.

Yes, well, I am in surgery
all day tomorrow.

Couldn't you call the next day?

Excuse me.

I got the back stairwell.

Out of the way.

-You cheater.
-You're the cheater.

-I am not. It was 14-13.
-It was not.

It was game point, damn it.

What happened to our deep
breathing exercises?

I'm playing Ping-Pong. Next thing
I know, we're playing hockey.

I don't think we're making a very good
impression here, Mr. Warwick.

We should leave these nice people
alone.

You're crazy. You know that?

Come on, Mr. Warwick.

The Holy Grail is in my pocket.

That beanbag tried to gyp me
out of a game.

Come on, Agnes.

-Burt.
-Come on.

This is what you wanted
to talk about?

I just want to be with you.
I can't be with you in there.

I can't even smile at you.

I can't even smile at you.

-Or touch you.
-Hands off.

-Let's do it right here, Agnes.
-Burt.

-My little sunflower.
-Burt.

I knew it.

MacGi|icuddy.

-Have you no decency?
-Traitor.

-I just needed to talk to her.
-Wait till I tell Mr. Addison.

Don't let him rattle you, Agnes.

-Listen, MacGi|icuddy.
-You talking to me, Mr. Kisseypoo?

You know, I could have bet that you'd
be up to something like that.

The rest of us guys
have stuck together, but you...

...you had to go get all sappy.

-I did not get all sappy.
-You were kissing her.

Hey, hey, hey.

What's going on here?

Just caught Don Johnson
in a broom closet...

...singing "The Way we Were"
with his girlfriend.

Very serious charge, Burt.

But you know what, MacGi|icuddy...

...and the rest of you Brown Shirts?

Maybe this time, we make the peace
around here, huh?

Tomorrow's the big day
for everyone in this office.

Climax to a gruelling contest.

Tonight, I say we set aside
our hostilities.

That we lay down our arms
and pick up our wine glasses.

And move towards a kinder, gentler
office. What do you say, everybody?

|t's a cease-fire.

Hey.

-Well, hello.
-Hi.

Just wanted to tell you
I'm heading out...

...and that we're done,
the prosecution rests.

-Oh, the prosecution rests, huh?
-Yep.

The prosecution would like to take
the defence out for a rest with dinner.

-Oh, really?
-Really.

-Something wrong with that?
-Oh, no, no. I just didn't expect it.

Well, I'm not trying to harass you.

I know. it's thoughtful
of you to ask me to dinner.

But unfortunately, there's no rest
for the defence tonight.

You're not ready by now?

Of course, I'm ready. Perfectly ready.
I just have some l's to dot.

Well, I should probably head home,
get some sleep myself.

-Big day tomorrow.
-Big day.

-See you in court.
-See you in court.

Listen, I--

I want you to know
all this has been fun.

-What?
-Well, this. You, me, all this.

Well, I wouldn't exactly call it fun.

Thought provoking, challenging,
stimulating, maybe a little infuriating.

Stimulating, challenging,
infuriating. Sounds like fun to me.

Yeah.

No matter what happens in court,
I don't want you to be mad at me.

-I don't want you to be mad at me.
-Don't worry.

-That's not gonna be a problem.
-What do you mean?

Well, nothing. I just-- I'm pretty sure
that's not gonna be a problem.

Sounds like you're sure
you're gonna win this case.

Pretty doggone sure.

Well, so am I.

Good luck, sir.

-Good luck, sir.
-Thank you.

-Mr. Addison, go get them.
-Take care, sir.

-I'll see you. Keep cool with the girls.
-You bet. Bye-bye.

My boss, the cat burglar.

Where have you been?
Miner's Ball?

I thought you were gone
for the evening.

You think the writers'|| let you
snoop without me catching you?

David, I'm sorry, I broke in your office.

I guess I was nervous
and just wanted to reassure myself.

-I know there's really no excuse.
-You're right.

Find anything amusing?

I'd hardly call it amusing.
In fact, I'm shocked.

-I'm shocked.
-Well, I'm outraged.

-Wait, I'm outraged.
-I'm worse than outraged.

I'm sickened. How could you
break into a doctor's office?

-How could you break into my office?
-You scuzball.

-Rat. I did my job the best way I know.
-You violated this woman.

You stole records so Neil's lawyer
could go through here...

...find words like "agitate," "confused"
so she'd seem unstable and paranoid.

-It says "paranoid"?
-All she did was go for counselling.

David, I never, ever thought that
I would say it, but this is beneath you.

What's beneath me is you.
I don't like it.

-I apologise.
-Spare me your apologies.

-Spare me your coy invitations.
-Spare me your sermons.

-What you did was criminal.
-How about if I have you arrested?

You don't have any office anymore.
You're fired.

-Again? You can't fire me.
-Then you're suspended.

Indefinitely, without pay.

How about this option,
I quit and you're fired.

Who do you think you're talking to?
Telling me I'm fired.

What am I, suspended without pay?

I said, "Excuse me,
here's a new option for you, I fire you.

You're fired. I quit.

You see?
She didn't know what hit her.

-She knew what hit her.
-Excuse me?

-Hi.
-My name is Ann Pines.

David Addison.

-You're working on the Fass case?
-Yes.

A friend of mine who works there,
said you were calling about it...

...and she said it I knew anything
that I should come here.

Please have a seat.

Do you have information
about this case?

Well, I wasn't a witness to anything,
actually.

Do you know Robin Fuller?

In a way, I do.

She was the one who took my job
after Neil Fass fired me...

...because I wouldn't sleep with him.

Okay.

-Two briefcases?
-How's it going out there?

The boys are grumbling...

...about how you've thrown Mr. Addison
to the wolves.

-I didn't throw him to the wolves.
-I told them that.

I told them that you didn't even
throw him to the dogs.

-Thank you.
-Miss Hayes...

-...where'd you throw him?
-I didn't throw him anywhere.

Anyway, I didn't see any weapons
on anybody.

You're gonna make it to court
in one piece.

Great. Just what I needed today,
a palace revolt.

You're going to be okay,
Miss Hayes.

Two briefcases.

Yes, Agnes. There's not a thing
in either one that's gonna help us.

-No?
-No. We have nothing on Neil Fass.

Nothing. And David Addison has
whatever he has on Robin Fuller.

Are you saying
that we're gonna lose this case?

I'm preparing myself
for that possibility. Yes, Agnes.

Miss Hayes.

Remember, you took this case
on principle.

An important principle.

So that we just have to tell ourselves,
"it's okay, whatever happens."

Even if we lose this battle...

...the important thing
is to keep on fighting.

Well, we showed her.

-Hi, Robin, Martha.
-Maddie. Two briefcases?

-I'm rearing to go.
-The lions.

One next to Fass is Assistant DA,
Bernie Gordon.

-I don't recognise the Ray-Ban ad.
-He's their investigator.

How about our investigator?

Well, we've proved beyond a doubt that
Robin's work record is unimpeachable.

-I'm familiar with it.
-And we have 24 character witnesses.

I've got Who's Who of American
Advertising Women right here.

Maddie, do we have anything
on Neil Fass?

No. I'm really sorry.
it's not for lack of trying.

I'm sure you did your best.

There's something else.

What?

The other side has something to use
against you.

Some records of a hospital stay
for personal reasons.

-Oh, at Harborhurst.
-Yes.

I was having
a very difficult time then.

I'd just finished moving and I was
under a lot of stress, my mother died.

What I mostly did was play tennis.

Men and dirt,
they were made for each other.

Robin, we agreed innocent or bust.

But after hearing this,
we're a little short on muscle.

l'd like to offer to plea to reduce
the charge of assault with probation.

That's the best we can walk out with.

Martha, Miss Fuller.

In the mood for any thumb wrestling,
counsellor?

Ground rules, we're talking a loaded
firearm, dozen and a half witnesses...

...intent, property damage
and Mr. Fass' doctor reports...

...he won't be teeing off
golf balls for the foreseeable future.

Best I can do is come down
to six months' incarceration.

There can't be any need
for incarceration in this case.

That's my bottom line.

Excuse me, Mr. Fass,
can I talk to you for a minute?

-Sure.
-Just for a minute.

-Excuse us.
-Excuse us.

You're joking, right?

Why would I wanna drop
the charges?

Well, let's just say
you got a big heart.

And also,
because I had a visitor last night.

It was actually an old friend of yours,
Miss Ann Pines.

Yeah.

She dropped off some
reading literature. A--

Heck did she call it?
--Affidavit. Affidavit.

Something about
putting out for the boss...

...not being in her job description.

Well?

Yeah, wait a minute. Just a second.

Okay.

You're fired.

Twice in 12 hours.
I'm getting pretty good at this.

What?

Mr. Fass informs me...

...that in a spirit of forgiveness
and generosity...

...for all the defendant has undergone,
he has decided not to press charges.

You're dropping the charges?

-I can walk out of here scot-free?
-Scot-free.

-No trial.
-No trial.

No charges, no record,
no change of heart?

So case closed?

Just one more thing.

God!

You should have gotten
the good foot.

Congratulations, we did it.

David did it.

David. Excuse me.

Wait a minute, David. Please.

-What is it?
-What was in that envelope?

-What envelope?
-The one you showed Neil Fass.

One look at it,
and he turned to powdered milk.

David.

Let's just say Robin wasn't
the first to find out...

...the fast track ran through
Neil's bedroom.

Now, if you don't mind, I'd like to be
alone. You got what you want. You won.

-Big deal.
-No, David, you won.

Whether you wanna believe it or not,
you did the right thing.

Robin was vindicated.

You just don' t get it, do you?
Let me ask you a question.

Do you think I would
withhold evidence...

...that I would cheat,
just to beat you?

-No.
-Well, you're wrong. I did, I cheated.

I shredded Ann Pines affidavit.

I don't care whether Robin Fuller
was vindicated or not.

I didn't care until I saw her crying.
It broke my heart. But I don't care.

You know what I care about?

You, every time you look at me,
thinking you see Neil Fass.

-No, I don't.
-Yes, you do.

Neil Fass came on to someone
who didn't want him to.

David, if it wasn't the affidavit,
what was in the envelope?

-Chain letter I got in the mail.
-David.

It's unlucky to break the chain.

I just don't think Neil Fass
has 20 friends.

I don't want you to leave.

Ought to be a snap filling that job.

I'll never think that little of you,
I'll never break into your office.

I promise that you won't have to sleep
with the boss to get this promotion.

-What promotion?
-I want you to be my partner.

-Your equal partner?
-Equal partner.

Forget about it.

-Please.
-Okay.

-Good morning.
-Hey.

I can throw away
the vacancy sign now.

Wonder how Viola
was gonna redecorate.

David, as much as we go at each other,
I'm really glad you're back.

Shrewd decision. I figured, why not
graduate from underling to overling.

From no account to expense account.

-You haven't forgotten our agreement?
-Our agreement?

-Equals. Partners.
-How could I forget?

-What's this?
-Something for your signature.

My lawyer drew it up.
The worth of the business...

...and the value of a 50 percent
equity position.

What's that? Where you put
your ankles behind your equity?

A partnership, David.

-A lot of hieroglyphics.
-I told him to be as fair as possible.

Well, you're the fairest.

I told him that you'd get
an equal share of the business.

Well, equal being the magic word.

I think he came up with
a reasonable price.

-Price?
-Of your share.

-The buy in?
-How much?

I think it's on page 10.
I think it's a hell of a deal.

I might be willing
to discuss the terms.

You know, once and for all,
finally and forever. Warts and all.

Warts? I haven't touched a frog
in weeks.

Quarks, faults.

-I haven't touched a frog in weeks.
-Quarks, faults ....

Well, you were right on that cue,
though.

-I haven't touched a frog in weeks.
-Quarks, faults--

I can't say that line.

Don't bulldoze a bulldozer
and don't kid a kidder.

I know you. I know who you are.

And I know what's going on in that
honeycombed, beehive of a--

-Of a head.
-Head of yours.

-Of a wig hat you got on.
-Honey-blond noggin.

You do?

Sure I do.
Sure, you dames are all alike.

I'm poison to you. See, poison.

Maddie, don't bulldoze a bulldozer
and don't kid a kidder.

I know you. I know who you are. I know
what's going on in that noggin.

-You do?
-Absolutely.

Even though your lips are saying,
"David, I'm not mad."

Your hands wanna get around
my neck and choke me for coming--

**** me-

Hank and Cissy. We're from
the High School Reunion--

--Committee.

We're the Skipsquads.

Well, I'm Hank, this is Cissy
We're from the High School--

I'm Hank, this is Cissy. We're from
the High School Reunion Committee.

We're in Tina's--

it's gonna take a lot more
than some clown with a ditty--

Do you have any idea where we might
locate her?

You can't.

My sister's dead.

-I see you're real broken up about it.
-I'm sorry.

Do you have any idea how that
makes me feel?

Betraying my--

--husband for the man
who butchered him?

Feel pretty bad, I guess, huh?

-You son of a *****.
-Hey, Tesco.

Hey, that's a good luck, ****,
all right?

Is there poop on me?

Peculiar weather we have in here.