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AMANDA: This is Grinnell, Iowa, my hometown.

Where my family and all of my friends live.

( mooing )

But I'm not there now.

I'm here, New York City.

Home to eight million people, roughly half of whom are men.

Which means half of the city is genetically predisposed to lie to the other half.

You see, I'm the woman who has the world's worst judgment in men.

I know what you're thinking.

You might think that you do.

But you don't.

I do.

My grade school boyfriend, Tommy, left me for...

Someone with boobs.

My high school boyfriend, Charlie, left me for...

Well, someone who didn't have any boobs.

Amanda, this isn't what it looks like.

AMANDA: But that's all behind me now.

I have a great job restoring paintings at the Metropolitan museum.

I'm in the Renaissance Art division, where the men are easier to deal with.

There you are, handsome.

All right, so there's this new hottie, Paulina, upstairs in 20th century sculpture.

She is so sweet. And I swear, I'm going to be getting all up and there and I...

Lisa, you are crossing the sharing boundary again.

But seriously, we have to put in for transfers.

Renaissance is a dead end.

We're going to end up like the menopause triplets over there.

What? Hmm?

I don't think I could ever leave Renaissance.

I mean, I'd miss these paintings way too much.

I mean, they're just so romantic...

Shit! Here comes old man, Rankin. Look busy.

( grunts )

I am busy. Well, help me look busy.

Good afternoon, ladies.

Nice tie. Hi.

When do we go to the Poconos again?

Amanda, I need your help.

Take a look at this piece of crap.

Oh, my god. It's...

That's Titian's "The Bacchanal".

( gasps )

POLLY: There she goes again.

Look at this man's face here. It's completely lost.

You're going to have to start from scratch on that.

Put aside your other work, Amanda.

This is priority number one for now.

Oh!

( humming )

What's with you and this weak-in-the-knees routine?

You do it every time you get a new painting.

I do not. Not every time.

I mean when I look at this painting,

I can just tell that these people were in love.

And they stayed in love until the day that they died.

( chuckles ) Amanda, it's a painting.

If this were real life, in two years,

that girl would be pregnant,

and that guy'd be out banging a barmaid.

Maybe that's why I like art better than real life.

They can stay in love forever.

Speaking of real life, aren't you suppose to have one tonight for a change?

Oh, shit! That's right. I was going to surprise Michael with dinner.

( laughing )

What's so funny?

Nothing. Just that you are going to die alone.

What?

She's going to die alone.

Oh.

Seriously, why do I need a personal life if my work makes me happy?

Because work isn't enough.

You need someone to share your life with.

And if you give up on that now,

it might not be so easy to find later.

Polly, could I see you in my office?

I need to have a look at the restoration reports.

( humming )

Oh, god. Do you think that could be me one day?

No, if it got that bad, I'd shoot you and put you out of your misery.

Right. I think I'd better go and see Michael.

Michael?

Oh, shit.

Ah, Amanda, this isn't what it looks like.

Huh, it looks like you're having sex

with the woman from the cover of the lingerie catalog.

In our bed.

Uh...

Amanda, you know what your problem is?

You think everybody is basically good and you fall for them right away.

There are four million men in New York.

Why can't I find just one good one? Just one.

Just one. You know, just one.

Remember when you saw the Titian and got weak in the knees?

Have you ever felt that way about a guy?

( chuckling )

Lisa.

Please, real women don't get weak in the knees over some guy.

Yeah, most women don't get weak in the knees over a painting.

( laughs )

I understand paintings.

I know what I feel for them is real.

Men, they're complicated, you know?

What I need to do right now is just focus on work and forget about men.

I think that's the smartest thing you've said all night.

Is this okay?

I think I'll start looking for a place this Saturday.

Mmm.

Or tomorrow.

( upbeat music playing )

( snoring )

Hi. I'm going up to apartment nine.

Hello?

( bell dings )

( barks )

( grunts )

JIM: Hamlet, no.

( screams )

Get off me.

Get off of her. Come on, bad dog.

Are you okay?

( chuckles ) I guess he likes you.

Huh?

Whoa.

Hey, I think you might still be a little shaken up.

No, no, I'm fine. I just got weak knees.

You know, you should really learn to control yourself.

I, I mean, control your dog.

Oh, he's not my dog. I walk him for my neighbor.

She had her hip replaced.

Right, that's what you say to avoid a lawsuit.

Come on, Hamlet, no means no, dude.

I am so sorry.

He's a horny bastard, isn't he?

Well, I wouldn't know, I just met him.

I was talking about the dog.

I, I know. I know that.

Ah, can I get you anything? Like a Kleenex or a cigarette?

No, I'm fine, really.

Look, it was nice to meet you and your huge dong.

I mean, his huge dong.

I've seen way bigger than that.

I mean, his huge dick.

Dog! Huge dog! Right, okay. Got to go.

It was nice meeting you, too.

Oh, Hamlet, great dane.

I get it.

That's clever for a dog name.

Yeah, I thought so, too.

( glass shattering )

Oh, my god. I got to go. Bye.

Come on in.

Wow. This place is amazing.

Holly Payton. Uh, Amanda Pierce.

The rent's 500 dollars. You can pay cash, check, money order, cash.

Can I see the room first?

Ta-da! Here it is.

Oh.

It looks like a closet.

( chuckles ) Oh, closets don't have windows.

Besides, this is the closet.

Wow!

I mean, how much room do you need to sleep?

But shoes, they need their space.

Now, we have a lot of people interested. So, what is it that you do?

Oh, I work over at... You work?

I like you.

Did I mention you're in the lead for the apartment?

Hi.

Oh, you're back.

Oh!

This is Amanda, she works.

Amanda, this is Roxana Milos...

Miloslavzniakova.

Hi. It's nice to meet you.

You know what's nice? Paying the rent. That's what is nice.

Shut up.

Good day, I'm Candi, with an "I".

Amanda.

I had a pet dingo named Amanda once.

Pet dingo?

Yeah, but me dad backed over with a tractor.

( laughs )

I was finding pieces of her all summer.

In tops of trees, my little sister's hair.

Thank you, Candi. This is Jade.

Oh, god, Not the ring.

Wow, that's an incredible diamond. Are you engaged?

No. It would take a lot more carats than this.

You're not a smoker-girl, are you?

No.

That's how we all got put together.

We are the last four non-smoking models

on the whole island of Manhattan.

Oh, my god. You're all models.

Yeah.

Oh, don't envy us. We're struggling.

In this apartment?

Our agency lets us stay here for free.

We like to rent the extra closet... Room for spending money.

Oh, yeah.

I don't think she likes them the models.

No, my boyfriend just left me for a model.

It's not any of you.

( chuckles ) I'm glad we don't have to go through that one again.

Then we'll get along fine.

No problem.

Welcome.

( nervous laughter )

I love you.

That was good English, Dieter.

( upbeat music playing )

Hey, Mandy. You want a blouse?

Oh, no, okay.

Phooey.

This shirt makes me look like heroin addict.

And not in a good way. Oh, here.

Take mine. I wore it once before anyway.

What are you going to wear?

I'll just take hers.

Say what?

She wants to try your top. Give it.

What's going on here?

Hey, did you know there are two guys just waiting in the hall for you?

Only two?

The longer we wait, the more money they'll spend.

On dinner.

( clamoring )

Okay, let's back it up, boys.

See if there's anything you like, Amanda.

Oh, no, no. I'm not really interested in men right now.

Oh, but they seem like great guys.

Yeah, they all seem like great guys when they know you're watching.

But you got to look past what they want you to see.

Huh.

That guy right there,

suit's Hugo Boss, but it's straight off the rack.

The tie's a Gucci knockoff. And those shoes...

( chuckles )

Girl, that's between him and Payless.

But check this guy.

See that bulge in his pants?

That's either a necklace box from Tiffany's or...

Oh, hell, I'd take him either way.

So, you pick relationships based on clothing and gifts?

No, we pick them based on personality.

( laughing )

Now pick guy so we can go.

Oh, I don't think I can afford to go out with you guys.

Actually, I know that I can't.

We don't pay. We're models.

What does someone like you do?

I'm a paintings conservator at the Met specializing in Renaissance Art.

ALL: Oh.

Right now I'm restoring this one painting, Titian's "Bacchanal".

Yeah.

And one of the faces is blank and there's absolutely

no historical record of what it looked like,

so it's kind of up to me to complete it.

Yeah, we should definitely talk more about that later.

Hi, Candi with an "I."

( mumbling ) Oh, hi, Mandy.

Facial-flex?

Oh, no, no. I'm good. Thanks.

Wow.

You have a really symmetrical nose.

Thank you.

So, why aren't you going out with them?

Oh, I can't go out in public yet.

The agency made me get an operation.

My earlobes were uneven.

You know, Candi, some of the really great faces aren't necessarily symmetrical.

Yeah, the beauty's often in the flaws.

You're an odd bird. You know that?

Wow!

We have quite a view here.

Yeah.

No way.

What?

It's him.

It's who?

That guy that...

Mr. Fishtank?

Oh, his name's Jim Winston.

But his head doesn't normally look that big.

It's the water that makes it look that way.

How do you know?

Oh, I know a lot about water.

Australia's an island, you know?

( chuckles )

I mean, how do you know his name is Jim Winston?

Oh, he's a fashion executive.

The girls tell me he's the hottest young guy in the business.

So, you want him, eh?

Why do you say that?

That look on your face.

I used to see it all the time when I'd catch me uncle Pete looking at me.

There's, there's no look.

I was just shocked because I recognized someone.

Besides, I never go out with guys like that.

Even if I were going out, which I am not, so.

You want me to find out where he works?

No. I just told you, I don't care If I ever see him again.

Hamlet, get off her.

( chuckling ) It's you.

Again.

Hamlet definitely seems to like you.

You mean, he doesn't just tackle anybody?

No, he tackles everybody.

But he only drools on his favorites.

Well, I'm flattered.

( chuckles )

You're funny.

Oh.

You should have someone take a look at those knees.

You know, they've never done this before.

I'm going to have to see a psychiatrist.

I mean a leg doctor. Because it's obviously a leg problem.

At least let me buy you another latte.

Oh, no thanks, Jim.

How do you know my name?

I don't remember Introducing myself.

Ah, but you did, Jim. Remember?

I'm Amanda, And that's Hamlet.

Jim, Amanda, Hamlet.

I think I'd remember a beautiful name like Amanda.

But you didn't.

Anyway, sorry.

I can't go out with you. For coffee.

I, I didn't mean go out with you.

Just go out with you for coffee. ( laughs )

Not even to replace this one, which I can't.

I've got the runs, I mean, I got to run.

Okay, got to go.

( breathing heavily ) Oh, my god. "I've got the runs"?

( laughs )

So, girl why didn't you have coffee with him?

Because that's what I'd normally do.

What? I would have coffee with him.

I'd move in and find myself alone on a beach in Waikiki,

while he's off with the slut that runs the pearl-diving concession.

Oh, yeah, it happened.

Is that the new CK girl?

Uh-huh.

She's cute.

You know, I heard they gave her 11 million dollars.

She, she looks 14 though.

Hello.

BOTH: She's 12.

Question. If these guys are your dates,

why do you make them stand over there?

( laughing )

Have you ever spent an entire evening with one of these guys?

It's all "you're beautiful In that dress", "you look beautiful in this light".

"Marry me and be the queen of my country."

So Holly worked out The "you sit over there" system. It works.

You know, she turned down a full ride at Stanford.

Really? Why did you do that?

Sweetheart, look at me. What do I need Stanford for?

It's 120 dollars... I don't...

It's 1,200 dollars.

1,200 dollars?

Relax.

( clamoring )

Ladies, may I have the honor of taking you to dinner?

Thank you. That's so sweet.

It's nothing.

( chuckling )

CANDI: If you're so not interested in him,

then why are you watching him?

I'm not.

Well, I am, but only to prove to you that he has some huge flaw.

How do you know that?

Because I'm attracted to him.

What a cute, little bunny, look.

AMANDA: Okay, there's the flaw. He has a love child.

Well, who's that woman that just walked in?

AMANDA: You can't have a love child without a lover.

And that scumbag invited me out for coffee.

Then how do you explain the husband looking guy

with the baby pouch strapped to his chest?

A little menage-a-trois action.

I bet they don't even know which one the father is.

Ew.

Oh, schoolgirls. That's sweet.

AMANDA: Yeah, it seems sweet.

Unfortunately, what we're about to find out is that they're under-aged prostitutes,

dressed as catholic girls.

See that? He's giving them money.

I think the money is probably for all the candy bars he's buying.

Those little whores are good.

They even bring the props.

( chuckles ) Twenty-one.

( cheering )

Twenty-two.

Twenty-three.

Twenty-four.

Oh, twenty-five.

Twenty-six.

Oh...

Now, I am looking very hard, okay,

and I can't see any flaws.

He's like Mr. Perfect.

A little too perfect, maybe?

Gay perfect?

He wears boxers,

and there are no framed portraits of his mother.

Trust me, that man is not gay.

( clicks )

Now, I can't decide whether he looks better with his clothes on or off.

These are great pictures, Jade.

I know.

CANDI: Let me see, let me see. Oh.

Candi, your eyes, your whole face is beautiful.

Why do they keep making you get work done?

Bulk discount.

Look, Amanda, he's having a party.

It's the best time for you to go over there and talk to him.

Except I'm not invited.

So what? We crash.

That's a really great way to talk to someone,

getting turned away from his party.

Who would keep models away from a party?

Hello, every man down there will be saying,

"I wish more models would show up at this damn party".

No. Thanks anyway.

Stop the pose. You know you're into him.

I am not.

Ah, excuse me?

Busted.

So? He just happens to have a renaissance structure to his face.

Mmm-hmm.

I mean, what's the point?

He's in the fashion business. He probably only dates,

you know?

Promiscuous women?

No. Models.

Fine. If you think he wants a model,

we will give him a model.

Oh, no.

Makeover.

♪ If you change your mind ♪ ♪ I'm the first in line ♪

♪ Honey, I'm still free ♪ ♪ take a chance on me ♪

♪ If you need me, let me know ♪ ♪ gonna be around ♪

♪ If you got no place to go ♪ ♪ when you're feeling down ♪

♪ If you're all alone when ♪ ♪ the pretty birds have flown ♪

♪ Honey, I'm still free ♪

♪ Take a chance on me ♪

♪ Gonna do my very best ♪ ♪ and it ain't no lie ♪

♪ If you put me to the test, ♪ ♪ if you let me try ♪

♪ Take a chance on me ♪

♪ Take a chance on me ♪

I can't wear this. I look like a skank.

( hooting )

You can wear it, honey.

I'm just not sure how long you'll keep it on.

Okay, remember, when you walk in,

you're the most beautiful woman in the room.

Well, you're in the top four.

True. And oh, keep your cheeks clenched.

Not those. These.

Oh, and the most important,

Don't forget to turn on the headlights.

( upbeat music playing )

MAN: Okay. All right.

( speaking indistinctly )

MAN: Hey, Jimmy, a piece of heaven fell into my office today.

I swear to god.

And she signed with you, Nick.

When does she get the third eye removed?

Ladies! Ladies!

Ladies, the first glass was free,

but this one is going to cost you.

( laughs )

My god.

Hey, Ivan.

Hey, Jimmy.

Just got some new samples in. Wanna open now or later?

I will take her now.

And her later.

( barking )

( girls giggling )

GIRL: Bernie.

Megan...

Just 'cause we work together, don't mean we can't, you know.

I mean, why do you have to act all...

Hey, Jade. Yeah?

I'll see you.

Where are you going?

I think I was wrong about Jim. I'm out.

So, what was that you were saying about me?

( elevator bell dings )

Hold it, wait.

Amanda?

Jim!

( grunts )

Ow.

Oh, hi.

I, I didn't recognize you without your big, drooling dog.

I barely recognize you.

I live with models. I was their science project tonight.

So, you're a model?

Oh, yeah. Supermodel.

I mean to say that I hope you're not a model.

You're not like most of the women I see at these parties.

What is it you do?

I restore paintings at the Met.

Really? Yeah.

That's why I'm leaving.

I wish I could leave.

Why? You seem like you were having a great time.

Oh.

My job basically consists of kissing ass and smiling while I do it.

Oh.

But it's not really me.

So, the split personality emerges. You're really two different people.

You could look at it that way.

We'd both like to talk to you.

Well, I don't want to keep you two from your party.

Hey, as far as we're concerned, you are the party.

All right!

( laughs )

But why did she leave you? You're practically perfect.

I mean, it sounds like you two were a great couple.

You know what my problem is?

I think everybody's basically good.

Then I fall for them right away.

And then I get disappointed.

Hmm.

I know exactly what you mean.

Not saying that I was ever the best boyfriend.

My work kept me away for long hours.

She thought it was dangerous.

She thought the fashion business was dangerous?

Dangerous, to my health.

You know, stressful.

Well, I'd hate to see anything happen to you.

And I only just met you.

MAN: There you are.

Jim. Come back to the party, man.

There's somebody I want you to meet.

Great. Was the chairman able to make it?

Oh, no. Not the chairman.

Some VIPs from Antwerp.

Okay, okay. Hold on a second.

Remember that ass I hate kissing?

Well, this is Belgian ass. The worst.

Well, I wouldn't know. But I'll take your word for it.

Hey, maybe we could meet on purpose next time.

A date?

Yeah.

You know, actually, my schedule's pretty crazy the next few weeks.

Ah, yeah, me too. I have this big project at the museum,

And Mr. Rankin...

Good night, Jim.

Good night.

Amanda?

Huh?

My jacket.

Oh.

Thanks.

MAN: Jim, come on.

Forget about that one. This party's swarming.

Come on.

Amanda!

( panting )

I...

Want to...

Go out with you.

Asthma?

Only when I'm under stress.

Look...

I usually hide in my work.

I mean, behind my work,

so I don't hurt anyone.

I mean, get hurt.

I think we're both alike.

( chuckles ) You mean, inarticulate?

Yeah.

That's the word I was looking for.

What are you doing Saturday?

Huh?

Whoa!

I thought I told you to get those knees looked at.

And you know what?

What?

He likes me without the dress, and the makeup and the stiletto heels.

Oh, man, maybe the next one will work out for you.

Hmm, there's not going to be a next one. He is the one.

Oops.

( glass shattering )

There you are.

We saw you at the roof.

You guys look so cute together.

Guess what? What?

He totally kissed me.

Oh. You go, girl.

( crashing )

CANDI: Ah!

Who's that?

Huh?

Oh, it's... Another woman.

Maybe they're just good friends.

Then why is he closing the blinds?

He never closes the blinds.

Maybe she's his sister.

We are not in the outback, Candi.

Amanda, we're so sorry. Our creep radar didn't go off with him at all.

Hmm, it's okay.

I haven't been able to believe my eyes or my heart.

Why should my knees be any different, right?

You know what? Forget him.

Why don't you come out with us?

No, no. You guys go ahead.

You sure? Uh-huh.

I'm totally fine. Okay

CANDI: Oh, Mandy, I can't see you

but I know you must be sad.

My god.

( screams )

Oh! Oh, my god!

Did someone scream?

Temporary blindness has improved my hearing.

You guys, get out here.

What? Oh, my god!

What's happening?

Are they having sex?

I think he killed her.

How do you mean, killed?

Killed, as in dead.

Well, where's the body?

Huh?

She's gone. She was lying right there.

Where are you going?

You're calling him?

Yeah, I want to make sure he didn't hurt himself

while he was killing the blonde.

That's so sweet.

I'm calling the police.

Hi. Um, I'd like to report a murder.

I'll hold.

How many screams did you hear?

Just one.

See, it's right here.

And so you turned around

and poof, the body just disappears.

I didn't say "poof", I believe I said "bam".

And "bam!" the body's gone.

I'm sure it is.

CANDI: Hello, officer. What's happening?

Okay, so what exactly did this Winston guy do?

Well, there were the catholic school girls.

What did he do with the school girls?

He was buying candy bars. But that's not...

Were they witnesses, or accomplices?

Well, I don't know, But Mr. Perfect sure did spend a lot of money.

Who's Mr. Perfect? We call him Mr. Perfect,

because of the old lady, the big dog and the love child.

The love child?

Forget about the love child. I'll tell you exactly...

We saw him lifting.

So the body didn't disappear. You saw him lift it?

We saw him lift himself.

Up and down. Up and down.

( laughs ) He gets very sweaty.

So, you didn't see him lift the body?

Like I told you before...

We were in middle of wardrobe change.

Was there anybody else here in the room?

I was in the room. Yes.

Okay.

( chuckles ) I think I've heard as much as I need.

Look, I don't think you're taking this very seriously here.

To be honest, I don't believe any of this.

A bunch of bored models sitting around sniffing nail polish.

Suddenly, "bam," you think you see something.

Now, don't get all hysterical.

I'm still going to investigate it. It's my job.

Nobody pays me 1,000 dollars a day to sit on my duff looking pretty.

Big surprise, sparky.

You know, a serious crime has been committed,

and all you are doing is standing around insulting me and my friends.

I want your badge number.

Here it is.

That's if you can count this high.

Let's go.

Good evening, ladies. Bye.

( door opens )

Hey.

You guys are just getting home at 7:00 in the morning?

Yeah, the team had to fly to Atlanta.

Yeah.

So, I guess Jim didn't do it.

Why do you say that? Is it in the paper?

No. He's standing right there in his apartment.

Oh, my god.

No, I will not buzz off until you tell me

why Jim Winston is still in his apartment.

Is he out on bail? Do murderers usually get bail?

No, sometimes we just release them for fun.

Look, no body, no crime.

Well, how do you explain what I saw?

The woman, Megan O' Brien. She tripped over a rug.

When you turned your back, Mr. Winston picked her up.

So, he's not a killer?

Actually seems like a great guy.

And this Megan woman, she's okay?

I guess.

What do you mean, "You guess"?

It's a yes or no question.

Look, we haven't talked to her yet.

She's out of town on business, we'll track her down.

Okay. When you do talk to her, can you call me immediately? This is very important to me.

Sure, Ms. Pierce.

I'll put your number in the precinct speed dial right now.

( both laughing )

Jackass!

Is this it? Oh.

Not one step further.

This place is filthy.

Hey!

Oh, Amanda, I was talking to my shrink this morning,

and she said that you're projecting.

What you thought you saw Jim do through the window

was actually your desire to kill all your ex-boyfriends.

Why are you talking to your therapist about me?

She says I talk way too much about myself.

Amanda, we came down here because we decided

you should keep your date with this Jim guy.

I mean, come on, he's way too cute to be a killer.

And you said yourself the cops don't have anything on him.

Look, you guys, I appreciate the effort. Really, I do.

But guess what, I'm not going out with Mr. Psycho Killer Guy. So go home.

Please don't make them go home.

Amanda, seriously, you really don't know what happened.

That is not true. You guys didn't see what I saw.

And you didn't see what we saw when you were on the stairs with him.

And what was that? That you're crazy-sick in love.

That is not true. I am 100 percent over him.

That's why you've spent the whole morning

staring at that drawing of his face.

So? Big deal. He has a good face.

And yeah, maybe there is some mysterious,

yet valid explanation for what I saw.

But why should I start going out with the guy when

he's shaping up to be a bigger liar than the rest of them?

So what? All men lie. We know that.

Exactly. If you don't like what the police aren't doing, start your own investigation.

What are you...

That way you can find out for yourself if he's a nice bloke or a slasher.

Or if he's lying about being married. Don King fooled me on that one.

Twice.

Look, I don't care about him!

Amanda, if you don't sort this out,

you'll never have a good relationship

for the rest of your life.

You'll end up a pathetic, lonely old woman

who makes her co-workers watch videos of her cat's lame-ass birthday parties.

You say what you want about me, you tramp.

But don't you go bad-mouthing Jane-cat!

Enough!

Everyone shut up and listen to me! All of you!

Young and old, gay and straight.

I'm going to have red beans for dinner.

And especially the deaf.

Hmm?

I don't care about him.

I don't care about the baby-sitting or his eyes.

Or the fact that he can do a zillion pully-uppy things on that bar.

And I don't care about his sexy grin.

Or the fact he can make me laugh,

even when his dog is trying to hump me.

( sobs ) And I really don't care I fall asleep every night dreaming about him.

Because I am not crazy.

I saw him kill that girl and I know it.

I'm gonna have red beans for dinner.

Gladys!

What?

I only caught about every fifth word,

but that girl is head over heels.

I am not!

( all laughing )

Look, fine. I will investigate him.

I will stalk his ass just to prove to you

that there is something seriously off with this guy.

And all of you are just too stupid to see it.

Can I help you?

We were in apartment 403 last night and we want to be...

Discreet. You understand.

We, we left some clothes.

Huh?

What she means to say is our black,

French-cut, crotchless panties.

And the rest of the props from our act.

Oh.

So, you will help us, no?

Sure, I'll trade you his key for that dress.

( disco music playing )

Mitch! You are a nasty boy!

Look, don't blame me. I didn't break the elevator.

( whining )

( panting )

( door slams )

Sorry.

What exactly are we looking for?

Evidence.

Anything that may indicate he's a cold-blooded killer.

Okay.

Oh, look. It's him with his grandparents.

Oh, that is very cute. Look at them.

Hello! Hi!

Girl who has a date with a potential murderer in four days.

Can we get back to work, please?

Jim might be home any minute.

Relax!

We called his office, he's in a meeting all day.

Yeah, and Holly's waiting for a phone call, so, she's keeping lookout.

Yeah, I'm 17.

Uh-huh. The year I was born?

Look at this.

What is it?

Dirty laundry.

He's got a whole pile of it on a chair in his bedroom.

So?

I hate that.

( gasps ) Look, it has a blood stain on it.

That's why I brought it out. He didn't pre-soak.

That baby's set for life.

This is going into evidence.

Oh, yeah. Good, good.

Now make love to the shirt.

Good!

( Candi moaning )

Make love to the shirt.

Now hate it. It hates you. Bad shirt!

( growling )

There's a yellow stain right next to it.

It's probably...

It's ketchup.

That's amazing.

She's a bleeding Sherlock Holmes.

Amanda? Huh?

If you find 20 dollar bill on the floor of somebody else's apartment,

is that the same as finding it on the street?

No.

Then, I haven't found anything.

Oh, yes, you have.

Where did you find that? It's a box of knives.

Not just knives, daggers.

Yeah, cheese daggers.

This Gouda is not bad.

( clicking )

( gasps )

Oh, shit!

Where the hell are they?

Hey! Hey! What do I do?

Oh, god!

What are you all doing?

This is where she fell.

Couldn't the police be right?

( loud thump )

What the hell was that?

A kiwi. Aw.

What is she doing? Charades?

I love charades. Okay.

Sounds like?

No. No props in charades.

No props and no clothes.

Uncle Pete's rules.

Ew!

Okay, Candi, no more stories from the dark farm.

Pretty please?

Hey!

What? Jim's in the hallway?

Everybody hide!

I was here first. Shh.

You shh. Shut up.

Vince, it's me.

Yeah, yeah. The breakfast meeting went well.

I had to eat more of those damn pirogis,

But I should get a meeting with the chairman soon.

Okay, perfect.

No. Don't go in there.

( gasps ) Don't go in there!

Oh.

( unzips )

( grunts )

( farting )

What's going on in there?

( farting )

( sighs )

( gagging )

( sighs )

Let me just say, if he hadn't washed his hands,

this investigation would be over. Right here.

So, he sounds pretty damn normal.

Yeah, nothing really shouts out psycho killer, you know.

But I still feel like I'm missing something.

( loud crash )

Hey!

Sorry. I hope I didn't scare you.

Jim, how did you get in here?

Oh, I mentioned your name. The guard let me in.

Oh, so you're Jim? The Jim.

Nice to know I've been talked about.

You have no idea.

Oh, this is my friend, Lisa.

She's a black belt in karate.

( chuckles ) Hey, me too.

Oh.

I'm sorry for barging in,

but I couldn't wait all the way until Saturday to see you.

Hey, is this Titian?

Yeah. You know Titian?

Literally the only thing I remember from art history.

Hey, do you want to go grab a drink?

Ah, I can't.

I'm not comfortable with you, leaving with you.

I mean leaving without finishing this here.

I understand.

I'll let you get back to it.

I'm sorry if I scared you.

It's just me, not some psycho killer.

( chuckles )

For you.

Hey, just curious.

Did the police ever contact that woman or find her body?

Thanks a lot. You couldn't just let me enjoy that for a second, could you?

Maybe you'd better keep investigating.

♪ Been running so long ♪

♪ I've nearly lost all track of time ♪

♪ In every direction ♪

♪ I couldn't see the warning signs ♪

♪ I must be losing it ♪

♪ 'Cause my mind plays tricks on me ♪

♪ It looks so easy ♪

♪ But you know, looks sometimes deceive ♪

♪ Been running so fast ♪

♪ Right from the starting line ♪

♪ No more connections ♪

♪ I don't need anyone's advice ♪

♪ One hand's just reaching out ♪

♪ And one's just hanging on ♪

♪ It seems my weaknesses ♪

♪ Just keep going strong ♪

♪ ( screaming ) ♪

♪ Head over heels, ♪ ♪ why should I go? ♪

♪ Can't stop myself ♪

♪ Out of control ♪

♪ Head over heels, ♪ ♪ no time to think ♪

♪ Looks like the whole ♪ ♪ world's out of sync ♪

That Winston. I swear, the women just flock after him.

Is that her? The short one?

I think so. The last time I saw her she was all dolled up.

Well, we'd better check her out.

Make sure we don't have another Megan O'Brien on our hands.

For your collection.

Oh, I have just the shoes for this.

What do you want?

Does he rent a storage space?

( telephone ringing )

Ah. This better be important.

AMANDA: It's me.

Guess what? I found it.

Found what? The body.

Jim kept it in a duffel bag in his storage space.

It was the only place we didn't search.

In a duffel bag? Where are you now?

Central Park.

A perfect place to bury a body.

Who comes here after dark besides murderers?

Oh, wait, wait. He stopped.

Go, go, go. Go past.

Stop up there.

Whose cottage cheese is this?

Shh.

Hold on a second.

Thank you. Keep the change.

All right, I'm following him into the woods.

Um, do you think...

Maybe one of us should hang up and call the police?

Don't hang up on me. This is it.

He's put it down.

Oh, my god. He just pulled out a shovel.

He's going to bury it right here.

Oh, my god.

Wait, maybe it's not a shovel.

Well, what is it?

It's...

( kids cheering )

It's a baseball bat.

Run!

Oh.

For a little league team.

He coaches a little league team.

That is so sweet.

Isn't that sweet?

Hello? Hello?

Amanda, please tell us you're going to stop investigating him now.

Only long enough to go out with him.

( doorbell rings )

STRUKOV: Oh, is this the...

Okay.

Kind sir, I don't mean to be discriminatory,

but there is an age limit to get on the waiting list.

( chuckles ) No, no, no.

Uh, pardon me, my name is Halloran.

I'm here to see Ms. Amanda Pierce about some work.

We spoke on the phone.

Wow.

It's very unusual. Russian turn of the century?

Well, I'm impressed you know your stuff.

What are these holes?

I think mice.

Very neat mice.

( crashing )

Oh, excuse us.

I booked my first big runway show tomorrow.

Great.

( Strukov chuckling )

Nice view.

Yeah, if you are into that sort of thing.

We usually keep the blinds closed.

( upbeat music playing )

Jim, how is it going?

Uh, Bernie.

Listen, what ever happened to Megan?

You know, it's like she's disappeared.

Megan? Megan O'Brien.

You know, the blonde? It's weird.

Nobody's seen her since your party.

What the hell happened to her?

You know, I, I, I don't know if I...

I think she went on vacation.

Vacation during fashion week? That's crazy.

It's good to see you, Bern.

Anything look good for dessert?

Mmm, everything.

We'll have everything. Very good, sir.

What? Are you kidding?

No. I'm not in a rush. Are you?

No. This is awesome.

Do you realize that every time you took a bite of something good,

you made a little sound like, "mmm."

I did? Oh, god.

No, no. It's like a cat purring or...

I just, I like it, that's all.

Okay, they made it to the dessert course without bloodshed.

So, can we go to the party now?

Yeah. Let's hurry.

I'm getting hives just from being around these ugly people.

( slurping )

Guys, get serious.

I told you, I think he killed that Megan girl.

We never should have pushed Amanda to go out with him.

The fashion world is complicated.

It's all about the next thing.

Everybody's running around all crazy, looking for some new idea.

But they're too frantic to actually experience it.

That's not what I want.

What do you want?

To know a good thing when I find it.

Like tonight.

The way you look, you make me feel, uh...

I just wish I could freeze this moment and hold on to it, you know.

Mmm-hmm.

( pager beeps )

Let's get out of here.

What? What about dessert?

Uh, sorry. Do me favor.

Meet me outside, okay?

Oh, no!

They're coming at us.

Amanda will freak if she sees us.

( whispers ) It's Jim, again!

Please, please. Just let him pee.

MAN 1: Did you lock the door? MAN 2: Yeah.

We've only got a few minutes. I want that bad boy out.

Here you go.

That is huge.

All right, I'm going to stick it in.

Sweet.

( screams )

Oh, man! Careful! Don't worry.

I've stuffed it into tighter holes than this.

( water gurgling )

No, I'm out with her right now.

Fine. Fine.

You want a body? I'll give them a goddamn body.

MAN: Geez, take it easy.

What are you doing? It's gonna blow, man!

( water gurgling )

That can't be good.

( screaming )

ROXANA: Shit! Shit!

JIM: Okay, don't move.

Uh, hey, Jim. What's going on here?

Where are we, exactly?

All right, you can open them up, now.

Jim, how did you...

I know some people.

I used to clean the aquariums here when I was a kid.

They're amazing.

They're Beluga whales.

That's, uh, Ben.

Uh-huh. And that's Betty.

That's Ben's second wife.

Whenever I get stressed out,

I come here, watch these guys,

try to be more like them.

"Mr. Fishtank."

What?

"Mr. Fishtank." That's what Candi...

That's what I'm going to start calling you.

♪ 'Cause I like the sun ♪

♪ And the darkness to turn into light ♪

♪ Now I see the world ♪

♪ For the first time ♪

♪ For the first time ♪

♪ Butterfly flies ♪ ♪ and a bird doesn't swim ♪

♪ You told me again and again* ♪

Wait.

This might not seem Like the most "guy-like" thing to say,

but do you think we're moving too fast?

I mean, you hardly know me.

Oh.

I feel like I know you all too well.

Somehow, already.

You're right.

I've wanted to do this ever since Hamlet drooled on you.

Me, too.

Do you believe in love at first sight?

At first sight? It's too easy.

I believe in taking a deeper look.

Hey, how are you doing?

( screaming )

Watch it, stinky. You smell like poop.

Think we should tell Amanda? I don't know! Ugh!

It's probably nothing.

ROXANA: We should probably say something.

I definitely don't want to be the one that ruins their relationship.

Which seems to be going very well. They're really clicking sexually.

How do you know?

She forgot to pull down the blinds.

( giggling )

Ow.

Okay, I'm starting a new religion.

( panting ) It's called "Amandaism,"

and basically, it's me, worshiping you.

Well, then.

It's time for a little confession.

You have to start telling me a little bit more about yourself.

Like what? Anything.

Just tell me all your secrets.

Well, I'm not really a "secrets" kind of guy.

Come on.

Everybody has some secrets.

Well, there is one fact I've been hiding from you.

I happen to be a master of daggers.

HOLLY: What is he doing?

Jade, I think we were wrong about those cheese knives.

A master of daggers?

Oh, yes.

You know, I was just teasing.

Oh, my god. I should have never let her go over there tonight.

( screaming )

Now, I know your secret.

What?

You throw like a girl.

( laughing ) Whoa.

( yawning )

Oh, man.

I forgot to close the blinds.

( yawning ) Darling.

After that performance, I want to be your friend.

Yeah. Hey, how did you do that thing with your back?

Okay.

I could get really freaked out about this. But guess what?

Jim is taking me to Shelter Island for the weekend,

and he says he has something important he wants to tell me.

Congratulations. You bag him.

I know, I know. I don't want to get too excited,

but we're leaving early. I've got to get to work.

Wow. That was fast.

Okay, if they get married, I'll throw a shower.

I'll do the pictures.

I do groomsmen.

Hold on.

He's taking her away? Maybe permanently away?

Oh.

Hey, Roxana. Can I borrow that Richard Tyler thing again?

I don't know. I give to you, I may never see again.

Fine. Take it away.

Thanks.

( doorbell rings )

Wait.

Did I miss something here?

At yesterday's show, I heard some guy ask Jim

about that woman who disappeared and...

And you were worried about me?

Well, yeah.

Hey, you guys, I thought we could walk to work together.

Lisa, I only live a block from the museum.

I thought you could use the company.

Look, Holly, please don't be worried.

It's okay. I have followed him.

I have searched his apartment, and now that I know him...

Intimately.

Darling, you left the blinds up.

We all know him intimately.

Believe me Amanda, we really want it to work out between you and Jim.

I mean, if could work out for you guys after all this.

Yeah, now we're all beachfront property on the Hamptons.

But in a few years, we're gonna be condos in Jersey.

I am gonna want a real relationship before that happens.

Preferably with a four-carat ring, D-flawless.

That is so sweet.

ROXANA: Yeah, me too. Only I want A-flawless.

JADE: Roxy, there is no "A". Diamond ratings start with "D".

ROXANA: You can't fool me. I want "A".

Nice work, Amanda.

Yes, the face is perfect.

Yes, it is.

No.

I've been quite impressed with the way you do business.

We very much appreciate how you've handled the little problem with the woman.

Oh, that was no problem.

I do have a question though.

Antwerp. Yes?

How does the money get back here?

Don't worry. I'm going to explain everything to you.

I have plans to increase your role within the organization.

Excellent. Where are we meeting?

There's time for a brief meeting at the runway, at 5:00.

Great. Which airport? What's that?

Uh, which one? Jim.

Mr. Halloran? Amanda?

What's this?

All she did was trip over a rug, right then you helped her up.

Why is she dead?

What are you talking about?

This is the woman I saw in your apartment.

The woman I saw killed by you.

What?

What do you mean "saw"?

Okay, my apartment overlooks yours,

and I can see everything that you do.

I know, I should have told you but I didn't.

Mr. Halloran knows.

Wait a minute. How do you know Mr. Halloran?

Amanda, oh, my god. We really need to talk.

Amanda, let's get to the car. We're really late, aren't we?

I'm not going anywhere with you.

( gun clicks )

I think we should all have a talk.

( gunshot )

( woman screams )

( grunts )

( shrieks ) Let go of me!

( screaming )

( gunshots )

( tires screeching )

Follow him! Shh.

I was wrong about the girls. They did see something.

Let's take care of this.

I can't believe this is happening.

You're going to whack me.

You're going to take me to New Jersey and whack me.

Stop it, okay? I'm not going to whack you.

Why was Mr. Halloran shooting at me?

Because he's not Mr. Halloran. He's Vadim Strukov.

A very well connected Russian criminal.

So what, are you a cop?

Kind of. Kind of?

Let me see your badge. I don't have one.

Why don't you have a badge? Because I'm undercover.

Oh, hey, you know what? I'm undercover, too.

Did you want to see my badge? Oopsie! I don't have one!

( screams ) Cut it out!

Will you stop it? What's the matter with you?

But I saw you! I saw you murder that woman.

No, you didn't. Uh-huh.

There was no murder. That whole thing was staged for Strukov.

He was on a roof across the courtyard watching.

What are you talking about?

( sighs ) I'm a federal agent, with the FBI.

So is Megan.

( pants ) FBI?

Yes. Megan's cover got blown.

So we staged it as a way for me to prove my loyalty.

That picture in The Post? We planted it.

Strukov was getting suspicious that no body had turned up.

Well, what do these Russian guys do?

Criminals like Strukov make hundreds of millions of illegal dollars.

They can't just put it in a bank.

They find a young hot-shot like me.

They give me the money, I buy the dresses from Antwerp.

Then they import them back here. Then the money's clean.

But hundreds of millions of dollars?

They must be selling a whole lot of dresses.

But they're not. They sell hardly any.

Well, then how do they get their money back?

I was about to find out before you showed up early and blew my cover.

I was only early because I was excited

about going away for the weekend with you.

Amanda, I'm sorry.

I didn't plan to meet you, or get so involved with you or...

Hold on, I think I'm getting through.

Hey, it looks like Halloran is actually Vadim Strukov.

He's the chairman. He was under my nose the whole time.

He was talking about a meeting at a runway at 5:00.

I don't know which airport.

Cover them all. Wait.

Those were bullet holes in Mr. Halloran's painting.

What? What are you talking about?

I'm privately restoring a painting for Mr. Halloran. That's how we met.

Oh, my god. It was a Russian painting.

He's been to your apartment?

Why? Do you think my roommates are in danger?

Oh, crap.

( tires screech )

( doorbell rings )

It's 3:00 in the afternoon.

Waiting list does not begin for another five hours.

( clicks gun )

Okay, maybe you can jump the list.

Stay here.

( speaking Russian )

FBI! Freeze!

Put your hands on your head.

Not you, girls. Him!

( barking )

Hamlet, stay!

Hamlet, no!

( screams )

( grunts )

JADE: These handcuffs are too tight.

Okay, would somebody friendly please tell me what is going on.

Jim's an undercover FBI agent.

No, he's not. Everybody knows he's Jim Winston.

Oh, my god.

Jim Winston isn't even your real name.

I slept with a man, and I don't even know his real name.

Okay, so what's your real name?

It's, uh, Smoot. Bob Smoot.

Bob Smoot. Hi.

I'm going to die handcuffed next to a guy named Bob Smoot?

I can't die here.

This place is full of ugly dresses.

Jim or Bob, or whatever your name is...

If ever you're ever pretending to be in the fashion business again...

A little note, except for strippers,

women like jewelry on their fingers, not on their tits.

Maybe there are a lot of strippers in Antwerp.

Antwerp? Nobody makes dresses in Antwerp.

The only thing that comes from Antwerp is diamonds. Good ones.

( growling )

What are you doing?

Stop it, stop it, that's disgusting.

Stop it!

Man.

Smoot is kinky.

If that was a rhinestone, I would've been able to crush it,

instead of just chipping my tooth.

Huh? The dresses.

I was so obsessed about tracking the money, I forgot about the dresses.

Antwerp. Russia.

They were never laundering money, they were smuggling diamonds.

You can go to Tiffany's and have a fat business man from Cleveland

buy you all the diamonds you want.

Not the Russian diamonds. It's illegal to take diamonds out of country.

Oh, Holly, you borrowed my panties again.

Diamonds.

That's why Strukov never let me take one for girlfriend or wife.

Bastard.

Harold, I'll make a deal with you, right now.

You get us out of here and turn State's evidence,

I guarantee they will go easy on you.

Think about it, Harold.

Federal Witness Protection program.

We're booking people into Hawaii right now.

Psst! Psst!

Harold.

( speaking Russian )

( speaking Russian )

( laughing )

( grunts )

Whoa! At least he wasn't lying about that black belt.

What are you doing? It's evidence.

What are you doing?

Tennis bracelet.

( sighs )

You see...

The diamonds are replaced by cheap zirconiums before they go to the shipping...

So everything we've been through together is been a lie?

Not everything. Just the little things.

Like your name, your job. The fact that

all your ex's are in the Witness Protection program?

( shouting )

( shrieking )

( shouting indistinctly )

( screaming )

Get in the limo.

Excuse me.

Who the hell are you people?

Hey, this is my limo.

It's my limo. Ladies!

Ow.

( gunshots )

( screams )

Stay down!

Don't worry. I got the limo at the Jackie auction.

It's totally bulletproof.

Mr. Alfredo?

Oh my god. I'm Candi. Let me just say,

it's such an honor to meet you.

Thank you, dear, but don't tease.

It's bad enough that half my models canceled on me with the flu.

What am I supposed to do for my 5:00 runway show?

Who's that? It's Alfredo.

Everybody knows Alfredo does the hottest runway.

Yeah.

Runway? What? What is it?

Jesus!

So, Alfredo, do you need models?

What the hell have I been saying?

Well, what the hell do we look like?

Vince, it's Jim.

Models with attitude. I like it.

You're hired. All of you.

( cheering )

Hey, you know we're still being chased by those Russian guys.

We lost those losers ages ago.

You hanging with the g-man got us a good gig.

I know I screwed up! No, I had him, but I lost him.

Amanda showed up early and blew my cover.

No, I didn't tell her who I...

Of course I lied to her!

No, look I'm pulling up to the tent right now.

If he's at this show, I could bust him. Trust me.

Hurry up. We're here.

( gasps ) Marvelous.

All right, you guys make your way through the crowd, and get moving.

Look, I have to find Strukov. I am personally making sure you get out of here.

Aw, gee, thanks Jim.

But you do what's important to you. I'll be fine on my own.

( chattering )

All right, this is the last one. Make her beautiful.

But I'm not a model, no.

Let's get cracking, huh?

Forget about the stupid models.

Just get Winston and the Amanda girl and get them out of here.

And for Christ's sake, be discreet.

Don't attract attention.

( upbeat music playing )

I look like Stevie Nicks!

Hey! Where are you going?

Holly.

( screams )

( grunts )

( screams )

( crowd gasps )

( grunting )

( screams )

( gasps )

( grunts )

( gasps )

( feedback )

( loud creaking )

( screaming )

( gasps )

Get off me!

Move your hands.

Amanda, trust me.

( grunts )

( shrieks )

( applause )

TELEVISION ANNOUNCER: Leave it to Alfredo to bring a sense of theater

back to New York fashion with his new slam-bang show tonight.

I should've guessed if there was going to be some sort of fashion fiasco,

that you girls would be in the center of it.

Listen, the only fashion fiasco here is your haircut, sparky.

Yeah, that's real... Pardon me, officer.

Ladies, I want you to know that you'll each be issued a special commendation

for meritorious service from the director of the FBI.

Agent Smoot says there's no way he could have cracked this case without you.

So, thank you.

That's five separate commendations,

if you can count that high.

( chuckles )

Bye-bye.

Nice work, Smoot.

Thanks, Megan.

Can I talk to you?

Yeah.

I owe you an apology.

I, uh...

This is not the best place for this.

But, uh, listen...

I'm sorry I lied to you.

But I'm not sorry I met you.

Not at all.

So I was hoping that you could forgive me.

And, maybe, we could start over.

What do you think?

I, I don't know. I just, um...

I just ended this relationship with some guy named Jim.

Because he wasn't honest with me from the beginning.

I'm not really sure if I'm ready to start a new one with whoever you are.

Let's go, Smoot.

We'll be filling out paperwork for the rest of our lives.

AMANDA: I know what you're thinking.

And this time, you're right.

I screwed up.

By the time I realized it, he was already gone.

And now I can't find the one guy I ever really cared about.

Mandi. Did you miss us?

Hey, how was Palm Springs?

We just had the best time at that Dinah Shore tourney.

Oh, you finished.

It's magnificent. Yeah.

Well, at least he was good for something.

Have you talked to him?

No. His phone was disconnected when he moved.

Not that I tried calling him or anything.

He moved? Yeah.

It only took two movers, five hours to pack and move everything.

Not that I was watching.

It's like he was never really there.

Yeah.

You know, I kind of don't want this reminder for all of eternity.

I'm thinking of rubbing him out.

Oh, yeah. I agree.

I think you better rub him out.

( sighs )

Amanda, admit it. You're not ready to give up on him.

Why does he only have one eye?

That's because you're looking at the side of his face. His profile.

It makes him look like a fish.

I know a lot about water, you know?

( whispers ) Mr. Fishtank.

Jim?

( barking )

JIM: Hamlet!

Hi. Hi.

I just moved into the neighborhood.

Where?

A building that faces this one.

It's got a great view.

Sounds nice, I think.

Do you want to come up and see it?

( chuckles ) Oh, I don't know. We just met.

I'm Bob Smoot. Amanda Pierce.

You know, I've got to be honest with you, Bob.

I know. Smoot is a very strange name.

It's good to be honest from the get-go.

So, what's your line of work, Bob?

That's funny you should ask.

I just got promoted to a nice boring desk job with the FBI.

That's funny. You look a lot like this guy I used to know.

A good guy? A great guy.

But he's not as cute as you.

( laughs )

Come on.

Come here. Come over here.

Wow.

Look down there.

Oh, my.

( laughs ) Oh, my god.

I told you I had a great view.

You know, I heard you shouldn't look into your neighbors' windows.

It only leads to trouble.

Well, you can't always believe what you see.

A woman I used to know told me sometimes you need to take a deeper look.

Oh! Whoa!

Whoa. That's a weird feeling.

See what I mean?

Can we try that again?

Definitely.

BOB: Hey, can you do that thing with your back?

( both laugh )

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