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[Theme music playing]

[Narrator] This is my boss, Jonathan hart,

a self-made millionaire.

He's quite a guy.

This is Mrs. H. She's gorgeous.

She's one lady who knows how to take care of herself.

By the way, my name is Max. I take care of both of them,

which ain't easy,

'cause when they met, it was murder.

[Theme music continues]

[Theme music continues]

[Freeway barking]

[Guitar playing]

[Indistinct chatter]

- Hello, Manuel. - I have your table ready, Mr. Hart.

Oh, Mrs. Hart's gonna be a few minutes late.

An hour, a few minutes, the table will still be there.

Okay, thanks very much.

[Guitar playing continues]

[Woman] Oh, gosh.

I'm sorry. Did I get you?

Ah, just the shoes.

[Sighs] I'm really sorry.

Oh, I think they'll live. I had them scotchgarded.

[Woman chuckles]

Would you like another drink?

Uh... [sighs] Yeah. Bourbon on the rocks.

Um, bartender, could you bring this lady another drink?

And I'll have a Glen levitt on the rocks, please.

[Chuckles]

Oh, one of those days.

I think I'd be better off if I just didn't move.

I'll get that for you.

Thanks.

[Indistinct chatter]

There you are.

Thank you. [Exhales]

Oh, it's the least I could do for running into you.

- [Phone ringing in distant] - [Glass clanking]

Here's to a better tomorrow.

Here's to a better year.

Thank you.

I was reading my astrology column in cosmo this month.

Things were supposed to improve steadily by the 15th.

Well, give it time. It's only the 18th.

The fault I regret lies not with our stars. [Sighs]

Here's to unemployment insurance.

All this on unemployment? [Chuckles]

It's a week's check, but it makes me feel employed.

[Phone ringing]

Are you waiting for someone?

- Yes, um... - Mr. Hart. Telephone.

Oh, thank you.

Excuse me.

Good luck.

- [Guitar playing] - [Receding footsteps]

- [Manuel] Over there, Mr. Hart. - [Jonathan] Ah, thanks.

Hello. Hiya, darling.

I know, you're gonna be a few minutes late,

but you're leaving right now.

[Jennifer] No, I've gotten about as far as I can go.

- What's the matter? - [Jonathan] Car trouble.

Andy says it has something to do with the u-joint.

And since I have absolutely no idea what a u-joint is,

I won't argue with him.

Well, why don't you take a taxi?

Oh, darling,

would you mind very much if we skipped l'espagne

and just ate dinner at home?

I'll slip into something more comfortable.

Hey.

That sounds terrific.

And then I can explain to you all about u-joints, huh?

Thank you.

I'll see you later. Bye.

Bye.

Manuel.

Ah, Mrs. Hart's not gonna be able to make it,

so, we're cancelling, huh?

- [Indistinct chatter] - [Clanking]

[Ominous music playing]

[Man] Can I help you?

Oh, no, thank you, I was just leaving.

Ah, I love what you slipped into.

Well, I hope you like dinner.

I know you had your taste buds set on paella at l'espagne.

- Mm, it's delicious. - [Crickets chirping]

Mm.

Isn't it?

When I came home from the garage there was hardly anything

in the refrigerator. I don't think,

Max has shopped for a week.

Where is Max?

Aha.

Max is off

to his Scandinavian cooking classes.

[Jonathan] Oh?

What is Max... doing taking a Scandinavian cooking class?

I think he's more interested in the Scandinavian cooks.

[Sighs] Well, the timing is perfect.

No u-joints, no Max,

a baked potato...

Caviar...

- And you. - Aw.

Besides, dessert is always better at home.

Dessert?

He loves me.

He loves me not.

He loves me.

[Clanking]

He loves me not.

[Grinding sound]

He loves me.

[Woman on TV] This is Valentine...

Congratulations.

Only you don't congratulate the bride,

you congratulate the husband.

[Man on TV] Really?

And what are you supposed to say to the bride?

Hi, Susan, Robin.

I'm all right.

- [Man on TV] Good luck. - Susan, I met a guy.

[Woman on TV] Thank you Mr...

No, no. I just... I just bumped into him.

- [Man on TV] We make our own... - Listen to me.

- [Woman on TV] I'll have to... - No, he's not like

all the others.

- [Indistinct chatter on TV] - He was, um, attentive.

Nice.

Kinda different.

- [Man on TV] Come along Johnny we'd like you to get... - Jonathan...

-Jonathan hart -[Kettle whistle blows]

Susan, hold on a second.

- [Woman on TV] Very well sir. - [Man on phone] And the lord raised up his arms

and said unto his people,

"believe in me, and you shall be saved."

[Ominous music playing]

Send your prayer donations to...

Hi, where was I?

Marie, will you be sure

that these get filed first thing tomorrow morning?

And when Maggie calls,

tell her that, uh, Jennifer and I

plan to be in London by the end of next month.

And I'll call her to give her the exact dates.

Is that everything?

You're still expecting that call from andreyev markovetch.

Oh, what time is it there?

The same time as it is here

- he's in anaheim. - [Jonathan chuckles]

Let's see, I'm meeting Alan Roland

the garden terrace for lunch.

Yes, I know, Mr. Hart, I made the reservation for you.

Well, that's just in case of any emergencies.

Well, don't they always come up?

Yes, they do, but you have a special way

- of rooting out the impostors. - [Marie chuckles]

I'll see you later.

- Oh. - Oh, oh. I'm sorry.

[Chuckle] Don't say it.

You've run into me before.

- This time was, uh, drier. - [Chuckles]

I'm sorry, i... I just had a job interview upstairs. And...

[Sighs] And I think I'm still a little nervous.

Oh, relax.

I'll put in a good word for you.

You work here?

I have a little influence.

What's your name, by the way?

Robin. Uh, Robin wall.

Robin wall.

I'll see what I can do, Robin.

My interview's finished.

Um... if you're free...

Uh, I have a lunch date, and I'm running late.

But I will talk to personnel about you.

- Take care. - Okay.

- Hello, Mr. Hart. - Hello, Nick.

- Mr. Roland's waiting for you. - Okay, thanks very much.

[Roland chuckles]

- Sorry I'm late. - I was about to send out the cavalry.

Oh, it seems like nothing gets done

- until it reaches crisis proportions. - [Roland chuckles]

[Waiter] May I get you something from the bar, sir?

Oh, yes, I'll, uh, have some club soda

with a lemon twist, please.

- [Man] Yes, sir. - No, no, I'm fine. Fine!

Well, here I am.

Now, what's the big news that makes you wanna see me personally?

Well, it looks like we're about to lock up the lantech deal.

Hey, that is terrific. Congratulations.

Thank you.

[Door creaks]

[Indistinct chatter]

[Indistinct chatter continues]

- May I help you, miss? - Yes, table for one, please.

- This way, please. - Oh, excuse me.

Could I sit over there?

- Of course. - Thank you.

- Thank you. - [Rustling]

[Indistinct chatter]

[Woman] Hi...

Here's to you. Thank you

there's one other thing.

I think lantech has turned down their best offer.

It may be, uh, time for you to play hard to get.

[Birds chirping]

[Roland] Wow, that's a pretty girl.

Mm.

Could I see your papers?

Oh, yeah, sure.

Ah, alright. There you go.

Why don't you plan on having dinner with Jennifer

- and me sometime next week? - Oh, sounds good.

- [Nick] Bye, Mr. Hart. - Bye-bye Nick.

-[Roland] Thank you.

Hi.

Hello.

[Ominous music playing]

[Jennifer inhales]

Are you okay?

Mm-hmm.

I'm just thirsty.

Hm. [Scoffs]

I'm gonna get something to drink. You want anything?

Yeah, sure.

That bottle of beaujolais is still in the bar.

Okay.

You are a beautiful lady.

[Robin] Thank you.

[Eerie music playing]

You know, I asked Jonathan to have lunch with me today.

But he said he had to have lunch with you.

[Roland] Well, he helped me close

a very profitable business deal.

Oh, I'm sure it was important.

He could have canceled.

It's your fault.

Is there something wrong, Robin?

[Scoffs] I'm just teasing, silly.

Kiss me.

I love...

Jonathan.

[Jonathan] When did this happen, lieutenant?

Well, as near as we can figure, sometime between 9:30 and midnight.

[Crickets chirping]

Now, you say that you talked to him yesterday?

Yes, we had lunch.

And he had some news on a new contract.

Did you notice anything?

Did he say he was having any trouble?

No.

He was very excited about this merger.

That's... all I can tell you.

I may be reaching for this, but...

When we went through his apartment,

his rolodex was open to your name.

Maybe he tried to call you.

[Crickets chirping]

I only wish he had.

[Eerie music playing]

[Phone ringing]

I'll get it.

[Ringing continues]

Hart residence.

Is Jonathan there?

I'll let you know as soon as we hear anything

from the medical examiner.

If we can be of any help, lieutenant, just call us.

- [Lieutenant] I will. Goodnight. - [Jennifer] Goodnight.

I'm sorry, Mr. Hart is busy right now.

Can you leave a message?

- [Door thuds] - Hello?

[Jonathan] Who was that?

Somebody called for you and hung right up.

At this hour?

Any idea who it was?

I didn't recognize the voice. She just hung up.

Good night, Max.

- I'm sorry about what happened. - Thanks.

I love you, Jonathan. [Sighs]

- [Door thuds] - Good night, Marie.

Ah, Mr. Burwurr called. It sounded important.

Frank thinks that everything is important.

It'll wait till morning.

Mr. Hart?

This came for you about an hour ago.

I didn't wanna disturb you.

Oh, who's it from? Um, I don't know,

it came by messenger.

Well, thanks again, Marie.

- See you tomorrow. Good night. - Good night.

[Phone rings]

Mr. Hart's office.

Mm-hmm.

- [Door thuds] - [Jonathan] Darling, I'm home.

[Jennifer] In the kitchen.

- [Sizzling] - [Footsteps approaching]

Mm, does that smell good.

Hi, darling.

How'd it go today?

As well as could be expected.

Ah.

Any more news on Alan?

I'm afraid not.

What is this?

Oh, it's just a new recipe I'm trying.

And I hope you're not too terribly hungry,

because it's gonna take

- a little more cooking. - [Pan clanking]

Voilà. I have an idea.

- What? - Why don't we try this with it?

Oh, great.

You open that up, and I'll get some brie and some crackers.

Where'd you get this?

[Jonathan] A messenger brought it by the office.

[Rustling]

Aha.

"With love, Robin."

I think you have an admirer.

Robin.

[Bottle opener clanking]

That must be the girl that I ran into at the office.

What girl was that?

I think she was applying for a job.

Something wrong?

[Sighs] It's just that she, uh...

She turned up at the restaurant

while I was having lunch with Alan.

I think I'll call and find out if she did apply for a job.

[Phone buttons clicking]

Marie, it's Jonathan.

Would you do me a favor, please, and check with personnel

and find out if a girl by the name of Robin

applied for a job with hart industries yesterday?

Uh, Robin... something.

[Sighs] If she did fill out an application,

would have it sent out to the house by messenger?

[Birds chirping in distance]

Thanks and... don't work too late.

Good night.

[Phone clicks]

You're lying.

I don't believe you.

I'm telling you, Mr. Hart isn't in.

He's already gone for the day.

He would have called me.

I sent him a bottle of wine today.

Well, he received the wine. He was very pl...

- [Robin] Jonathan. - [Marie] Ma'am, please!

Miss, I'm gonna have to ask you to leave.

I'm sorry.

Um...

Could I leave my number?

[Jennifer] Darling, you're not even sure that Robin had anything

to do with Alan.

That's true.

But I do know that Alan noticed her at the restaurant.

And knowing Alan,

I don't think he'd let a pretty girl pass by

- without asking her for a drink. - [Rustling]

[Jonathan] Robin wall.

I'm gonna check this out.

Why?

I wanna find out what this girl is up to.

[Buttons clicking]

[Man over phone] And Christ looked up among them, telling them,

"let he who is without sin, cast the first stone."

Darling.

[Phone buttons clicking]

Listen to that.

[Man on phone] And Christ looked up among them, telling them,

"let he who is without sin, cast the first stone."

[Crickets chirping]

Good night, Nick.

[Ominous music playing]

[Heels clicking]

[Heels clicking continues]

[Keys rattling]

Ellen, you scared me half to death.

Working late tonight?

Oh, what do you mean? It isn't even nine o'clock yet.

Ah, I know what you mean.

You really shouldn't walk around here at this hour.

Next time, call George and me. We'll be glad to get you.

Thank you.

Good night.Night.

[Exhales]

[Sighs]

[Car door thuds]

[Seat belt clicking]

[Exhales]

[Jazz music playing on radio]

[Gasps and groans]

[Horn honks]]

I'm sorry.

[Indistinct chatter over radio]

[Cameras clicking]

[Indistinct chatter]

The security guard at your office

said that she saw her about quarter to nine.

Am I boring you, Jonathan?

Oh, I'm sorry, lieutenant.

I was thinking about something else.

[Camera clicking]

Well, this is not my favorite way

to start the day either. But i... I gotta come up with some answers.

First Alan.

Now Marie.

I'm beginning to think that I'm the missing link.

Well, they both worked for you.

Did they know each other?

[Indistinct chatter over radio]

Alan and Marie?

So, maybe there's some connection between the two

of them that you don't know about.

Maybe.

It may be a little far-fetched, lieutenant.

But I have a theory of my own.

[Indistinct chatter over radio]

What about the bottle of wine?

Well, it's an interesting theory, Jonathan.

But maybe it's just a coincidence.

A little too coincidental for me.

Let's check and see who called here yesterday.

Not only did she called here yesterday, but she was here.

Look at that. She made...

Eight phone calls between three and six.

Well, she likes you a whole lot.

She called you eight times, sent you a bottle of wine.

I can't bust her for that. I can't even talk to her.

Well, I can talk to her. She left her number.

[Phone buttons clicking]

And I can find out whether she had a connection with Alan.

Jonathan.

It's the exchange.

Uh, would you tell Robin wall that Jonathan hart called?

Yeah, she has the number. Thank you very much.

Darling, why do you have to do the investigating?

Lieutenant, why can't you have one of your men talk to her?

[Lieutenant] Mrs. Hart, she may very well be guilty,

but all we're operating on here is a theory.

A theory? Mm-hm.

Well, if all we have is a theory,

why don't we talk to Walter?

[Eerie music playing]

You know, psychiatrists sit on their tails all day.

This is supposed to improve my health.

A shot of vodka would improve the drink's health.

What do you make of the situation, Walter?

I'm thinking, Jonathan. The drink is just a stall,

until I formulate a learned opinion.

What you've told me doesn't sound unusual.

Seems as if Robin is having problems

with her boundary lines.

Would you give me an explanation of boundary lines, doctor?

Well, Jonathan was nice to her on their chance first encounter.

As far as she's concerned, they've got a full-blown relationship.

Then you agree that she sounds a little crazy.

Well, I prefer the term "bonkers," but "crazy" will do.

Most likely, she'll just act rejected by Jonathan.

There's no reason to suspect she's a killer.

But she's had the opportunity... Twice.

On the other hand, she might be the killer.

[Exhales] It's too vague from this distance.

If I could sit down with Robin, I could tell you more.

Well, doctor, do you have any theories

about Alan or Jonathan's secretary?

I'm a psychiatrist, lieutenant. I always have a theory.

But that's what it is, a theory.

If she wants him,

and she feels he wants her,

anyone who comes between them

is gonna have a pretty bad time of it.

Sure, even when you reject her, she doesn't wanna hear that.

According to her, the reason you didn't have lunch with her,

it's Alan's fault.

And your secretary, Marie.

[Scoffs] She screens you from annoyances.

She kept Robin away from you.

[Intercom buzzes]

Yeah.

Thanks.

It's your office. Robin's on the phone.

They're transferring the call.

Use the speaker.

[Jonathan] Hello.

[Robin] Can you talk?

Yes, I can.

You got my messages?

It was, uh, on my desk this morning.

[Robin] I've been thinking about you.

I've been thinking about you too.

[Robin] I know.

Robin, you remember the man that I was having lunch with

the other day at the, uh, garden terrace?

Tell me what you've been thinking about me.

[Sighs] First, I wanna tell you what, uh,

he was thinking about you.

He thought you were very attractive.

Are we going to open that bottle of wine?

[Inhales] Robin...

Alan noticed

that you were very attractive. Do you remember him?

Would you come over for dinner tonight?

I don't live too far from you.

Yes, uh, I can. About, uh, what time?

Eight? Do you need my address?

No, I can get that.

[Robin] Okay.

Right, then I'll see you tonight around eight o' clock for dinner.

Bye, Jonathan.

Bye-bye.

[Button clicks]

Ah...

- [Phone line rings] - [Beeps]

- Hi, sue, it's me. - [Indistinct voice on phone]

Guess what.

He's coming to dinner.

-[Man over phone] And you shall be saved. -Of course, Jonathan. Who else?

- No. - [Man on phone] And the lord raised...

-No problems anymore. -[Man on phone] Not to his people...

Nothing's going to come between us.

-[Man on phone] ...And you shall be saved.

Lis... listen, I just wanted to call and give you the good news.

I... I've gotta get dinner started.

- [Man on phone] ...And the lord raised you... - Bye.

[Man on TV] Mr. and Mrs. Jonathan hart,

- seen at the underground garage, where earlier today... - [Robin] Mrs. Hart?

[Man on TV] Their secretary was murdered.

Police indicate there are no leads at this time.

[Indistinct chatter on TV]

Mrs. Hart.

[Robin] We'll see.

[Robin sighs sharply]

[Man] This is a real sweet piece of equipment, Mr. Hart.

It's called a tran.

Or a micro-transmitter.

Now, it's very sensitive.

So, you can talk in a perfectly normal tone of voice.

'Cause this little baby will even pick up a whisper.

-Is that gonna be comfortable for you -[Jonathan] yeah, that's fine.

[Man] The lieutenant will have a scanner in the car with us

so we can stay with your voice up to a quarter mile away.

And I'll activate the unit just before you enter the building.

- Thanks. - Is that it, lieutenant?

That's it. Thanks, Mr. Hart.

Well, Mr. H, you don't need me for anything,

so I'm off to my cooking class.

-[Jonathan] How's your class going, Max? -[Max] Oh, great.

Tonight I'm learning crêpe suzette.

Crêpe suzette isn't Scandinavian.

Tell it to suzette.

She was born in Stockholm.

- See you. - [Receding footsteps]

Well?

Jonathan, I don't need to tell you,

just get into the building, get the conversation

get out again.

Now, we're gonna be right outside.

We'll listen to every word you say.

-Okay, I'll, um... Meet you outside in the car. -All right.

[Footsteps scraping]

Everything is going to be all right.

Nothing is going to happen, I promise.

All I'm going to do is to go in and find out

if Robin and Alan had a connection.

And then I'll let the lieutenant take over.

- [Car engine revving] - I don't like it.

Nothing is gonna happen, I promise.

Well, why can't I go with the lieutenant?

[Inhales] You heard what Walter said.

It's not me she wants to hurt.

It's anyone who gets in the way.

And a wife would definitely fall in that category.

[Freeway panting]

Now, keep a warm spot for me, will you?

Hmm?

Darling.

I'll see you later.

- Be careful. - All right.

[Receding footsteps]

[Ominous music playing]

[Knocking on door]

Jonathan, hello.

Come in.

Good evening.

How are you?

- Fine. - [Jonathan inhales sharply]

That's for you.

You remembered?

How sweet.

[Inhales] Please, have a seat.

Thank you.

[Door thuds shut]

[Jonathan] Well, you, uh...

Certainly like candles.

[Chuckles] Yes, I do. I love them.

Especially red ones.

Hope you like them.

I hope you're hungry. I fixed us a big dinner.

[Bottle opened with a pop]

It's funny how we met, isn't it?

So, um, accidental.

[Crickets chirping]

[Robin] But I guess that's how these things work sometimes.

Well, here's to coincidence.

[Gulps]

Um, you... you don't mind if I get dinner ready

while we talk?

No, go right ahead.

Okay.

[Sighs] You know, I know a lot more

about you than you think.

[Knife clanks on the table]

Oh?

Like what?

Well, I knew who you were right after we met.

I didn't really just bump into you at the office.

Why didn't you say something?

I... didn't know how you'd feel about it.

Well, I would've been a lot happier

if you'd have told me the truth.

[Robin] Oh, you're right. [Sighs]

I guess we should both tell each other the truth.

Like about your wife.

Uh-oh.

What do you know about her?

It's not important.

[Places knife with a thud]

All that's important is that you're here.

What's between the two of us.

I was going to tell you about her tonight.

Well, we won't let her get in our way.

All that matters is that you're here...

With me...

Alone.

That's all.

- Robin, I, uh... - [Robin] Shh.

Don't say anything.

Kiss me.

[Ominous music playing]

What the hell is going on up there?

Oh, Jonathan.

We've reached the moment of truth.

[Chuckles] Stop, Jonathan.

At least wait until we finish dinner.

Well, now he's getting to it. [Chuckles]

This a guy who takes his undercover work seriously.

No, darling, not yet.

Let's just turn on some music and dance.

- [Button clicks] - [Romantic music playing]

[Chuckles] Come on.

Oh, Jonathan.

You dance wonderfully.

I don't like it.

Tell that to Mr. Hart.

He seems to like it a lot. [Chuckles]

I don't know you don't get it. This is not Jonathan's style.

Maybe he's just trying to warm her up.

Oh, well, sounds like he's doing a pretty good job. [Chuckles]

[Robin gasps] Oh, Jonathan.

Hey... hey, cut the comedy, will you?

Later, my love.

[Door lock clicks]

[Door thuds]

[Heels clicking]

Oh, gee, check her out.

Hmm? Nice legs.

Yeah. What? Oh.

Tell you what, lieutenant.

How about you stay here and listen?

I'll see if the young lady needs an escort.

And how'd you like to be writing traffic tickets?

[Rattling sound]

Oh, great.

[Clanking]

Just great.

[Freeway barks]

[Jennifer] It's all right, boy. It's just a power outage.

Now, you stay here.

- [Freeway barking] - I'm gonna find the circuit breaker.

- You stay here, freeway. - [Freeway barks]

[Romantic music playing]

Police, open up.

Come on, police, open up.

No one there.

- Is he okay? - Well, I got a pulse.

Jonathan. Jonathan.

Jonathan, come on! Hear my voice! Yes. Come on.

Come on, Jonathan.

That's it. That's it.

- [Paper rustling] - Lieutenant, look at this.

We gotta get going.

[Lieutenant] The house. Get some oxygen from the car.

Hurry up. That's it, Jonathan, you got it.

Let's get up and walk around.

Come on, shake those white cells.

[Sighs] Oh, dear.

- [Freeway barking] - [Gasps]

Freeway.

Shame on you, I thought I told you to stay upstairs.

You scared me. Come on.

[Freeway panting]

- What's that doing open? - [Freeway panting]

Come here. Freeway. [Snapping fingers]

[Freeway barking]

[Jennifer] Come on.

Come on.

[Phone ringing]

- Hello. - [Robin] Hello, Jennifer.

Today is armageddon.

Jonathan loves me.

[Places phone with a thud]

[Jennifer] Come.

- Come. - [Freeway barks]

[Tens music playing]

[Jennifer gasps]

[Door banging]

Oh, please.

Hello. Hello. Hello.

[Robin inhales]You can't call for help.

[Sighs sharply]

Why are you doing this to me?

I want Jonathan.

No, no, don't hang up.

- [Loud thumping] - [Jennifer gasping]

[Grunting]

[Yelps]

Robin!

[Groaning]

[Siren wailing]

[Jennifer groans]

No.

[Grunting]

No! Don't!

No! Ah, Jonathan.

[Jennifer sobbing]

[Sighs]

[Jennifer sobbing]

Hello, Jonathan.

- [Jennifer sobbing] - Jonathan.

I'm sorry

dinner didn't work out exactly as planned.

Stay put, lieutenant.

[Jennifer breathing heavily]

Why, Jonathan?

We never even got to dance.

There's still time.

[Crickets chirping]

Time?

Put down the knife.

Put it down.

[Knife drops with a thud]

There's still time to dance.

[Amiable music playing]

How do you like the mozzarella marinara?

[Jennifer] Mm, it was delicious. [Munching]

[Jonathan] Wonderful, Max.

Mm, i... I expect it had about a trillion calories in it.

I hope the main course won't be quite as devastating.

What is the main course?

[Max] Coq au vin.

Oh, does that smell great.

Wait a minute.

Mozzarella marinara,

coq au vin,

and pie à la mode for dessert?

Wait a minute, somehow this doesn't strike me

as a Scandinavian meal.

It's the Scandinavian influence, Mrs. H.

You see, the marinara comes from Maria.

Maria's mom once was snowed in at Oslo airport.

Maria?

Maria salvatori.

The chicken is from yvette.

She sees a lot of bergman films.

Oh, I get it.

A hint of scandinavia.

Who is pie à la mode?

Debbie. She's from Fresno.

Ah.

I suppose she drives a Swedish car.

No, Mr. H., Debbie just drives me crazy.

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