"Sorry, haters." "S- s-sorry, haters." "Sorry, haters." "Gotta go." "But even those two things is still not the reason why this is the favorite room." "So let's show you." "Excuse me." "Um, is it much certain if I deposit now the money is banked for me tonight?" "Only thing I can say is I ain't mad at ya." "Sorry, haters." "Gotta go." "Please, officer." "If I have ticket, it make the whole day I work for nothing." "Mm-hmm." "Can you just drive uptown and I'll let you know in a minute where we're going?" "Uptown, the west or east?" "We have passed 93rd Street, miss." "Uh, Englewood Cliffs." "In New Jersey." "Um, I can give you directions if you need." "Just pull over right here." "Can you stop here, please?" "Thank you." "How's the painting coming, sweetie?" "Um, would you mind if we just sat for a while?" "Miss, I'm sorry, but, uh, it is late." "No, I'm gonna need to go back to the city." "Just not now." "Just in a minute or two." "Okay?" "Look, whatever amount you made last night," "I'll pay you with a 15% gratuity, all right?" "I think that's more than fair." "So, h-how much do I owe you?" "Um..." "Uh, I made 160 last night, miss." "And I think that you can pay me half now." "That is to me fair, too." "Mommy's here." "What do you think?" "Should we keep it?" "Huh?" "You know how to tell whether a car's good or not?" "You gotta kick the tires." "I prefer that if you're gonna cheat me, that you don't insult me at the same time, sir." "'Cause there's no effin' way..." "There's no effing way you made 160 last night." "I'm sorry, but I told only the truth of it." "Look, I don't care, okay?" "I don't care, because if I were you," "I'd be cheating all of us, too, every second I got." "So, can we go now?" "Can we go?" "No, hold it." "48th and 10th, please." "And I do appreciate that you waited." "Miss?" "Uh, Mrs." "Madam..." "Uh, w-w-would you mind this much?" "If I could stop to drop something." "Sure." "Oh, I've gotta make a stop, too." "You want something?" "Oh." "You sure you need something just now?" "Oh, yeah." "Sorry." "You forget how things are so much cheaper outside the city." "Oh, and, um, she doesn't have to go to all the trouble to dress the baby." "You know, if you wanna go up, I can wait down in the cab." "Vous parlez français?" "Uh, no." "No, I don't speak it." "Three years of it in school." "You know, I pick up a word or two when I hear it, but no." "You might try to speak it, you know." "Languages are one of the many best thing each person can have." "Yeah, well, let me keep working on this." "We'll see how brave I get." "Um, can you just leave some music on or something?" "Oh, I'll be just a minute." "Sorry, but I need my same keys." "Hi." "Okay." "Okay." "Ow." "Certified postal check." "Certified postal check." "Mm-hmm." " Okay?" " Non." " Okay?" " Okay." "Merci." "Okay." "Sorry." "I'm sorry." "I just..." "I forgot to give you something." "I am coming down." "We can go now." "No, no, I didn't bring it for you." "I..." "I got it for you to give to the baby." "I'm sorry, but I got it at a liquor store, so it has a rum sticker on it, but it's still sort of cute." "Yeah." "Um, would you mind if I used your bathroom?" "Please?" "The toilet?" "Uh, no." "Great." "Okay?" "Oh, I'm sorry." "I thought you wanted to be home." "Yes, but I don't live here." "Oh." "Well, then I'd best make it quick." "Okay." "I also have..." "I have an extra one of these if anyone's game." "I don't know." "Can I hold him?" "Can..." "Will you ask her if I can hold the baby?" "Um..." "Here." "Hi." "Is this your only nephew?" "Uh, uh, in the United States, yes." "But where... where's your brother?" "Doesn't he live here, too?" "N-no, no." "But... we think soon." "I'm sorry." "I know it's rude of me to pry." "It's okay." "She... she like to know if you really are fan of the Q-Dog?" "Um, it's complicated, but mostly because I'm responsible for it now." "Um, last year I was made head of programming, which means that I choose all the new shows, so..." "W-w-we don't understand so much." "Ask her is she's seen any of Sorry, haters." "It's my biggest hit." "It's about how rich and famous people spend their money on the most ungodly cars and houses and diamond-studded scooters just so everybody who can't get that stuff feels like nobodies." "Sh-she likes that show." "Thank God, because if it doesn't stay hot, I'm finished." "You know what?" "Let me just run through this." "It's interesting that you ask because I just wrote all of it down yesterday from the shrink." "So we make fat kids wanna kill themselves, we make high school kids spend their college money on nose jobs and implants, made it cool for grade school boys to call little girls and their teachers B's and H's." "Historically speaking, we've now reassigned the birth of Christ to 1981." "Humiliating reality shows, and last but not least, we've made sure that music sucks progressively every year we've been on." "And that, good people, is all I've got to show for my sorry life, so what do you guys do?" "I mean, I guess I know what you do, but..." "Oh, no." "I..." "I have a PhD in chemistry." "In Syria, I work with... with the casting of metals." "Wow." "So are you submitting resumes to U.S. Companies now or?" "I hope to start again sometime, yes." "Wow." "Aw." "Everybody's a crybaby tonight, huh?" "But I think I'm still the champ." "Don't you?" "I was surprised that you didn't kick me out of your cab back in Englewood, so... thank you." "It's not our life." "We can ask if you don't want." "You better hold him a minute for this one." "Anyway..." "Long story short, the man who was my husband wanted to paint." "Uh, art?" "While I wanted to be a big, fat success." "And it's all we thought about." "It was..." "But eventually, we beat all the odds, and we both won." "And we rewarded ourselves with our daughter who came to us seven years ago tomorrow." "Oh." "Almost today." "Ah, well, happy birthday, Smitty." "And it's funny, 'cause we agreed with you, A-shade, that languages are truly probably the most important..." "Ashade." "Sorry?" "Ashade." "Oh, Ashade." "Sorry." "Okay." "Ashade." "So, we wanted Smitty to learn Mandarin as all us hip couples do these days." "And we hired a native Chinese tutor, and the first year, this woman worked very hard to win my daughter's affections over me." "And then the next year, she worked not so hard to win my husband's affections, too." "So sorry, Mrs. MacIntyre." "Oh, so sorry." "So sorry." "Um, uh, now, uh, your daughter, she's not with you?" "Not as yet." "No, not as yet." "She's, uh..." "No, I was doing my job and..." "you know, which for me means that I smoke an occasional marijuana cigarette with whoever today's rapper/convicted felon du jour might be, and Paul got it on camera, and in so doing, he got my daughter and the house" "and a nice fat allowance to share with his little yellow Yoko." "Uh..." "Is that right?" "Is that... did I say that right?" " It's her turn?" "Yes." "Come on." "We don't need to stay too much." "It's to us a family problem." "And mine wasn't?" "Has she lost her husband, too?" "P-please don't..." "If I can, I would like to pray and drive you home." "Oh, yes." "Yeah." "Ashade." "No, no." "Uh, you know, you should let me see it." "'Cause I'm very good at proofreading, and maybe I could help somehow." "Yes." "Hello?" "Harry, are you there?" "It's me..." "Philly." "Listen, please call me as soon as you get this, 'cause, um, well, 'cause I've got some new friends, Harry, and they need that favor you owe me." "Actually, it's on a complete freebie, because we've got, I don't know, probably about, oh, about a whole $720 for ya, which is a lot more than you're worth these days." "Anyway, the deal as far as I know it is that my friend's brother is from Syria originally, but is a Canadian citizen." "Uh, more than 10 years." "For over 10 years living in Canada, and was changing planes at JFK and just because many years ago somebody he hardly knew witnessed a lease he signed, and that guy is on some FBI list, they took him to Guantanamo as a suspect." "Uh, second tier." "A second tier suspect, which means that they just deported him to Syria, uh, where's he's probably gonna be tortured and maybe even killed, and they know that." "Um, so his wife has now written a letter to the state department, which we want you to execute." "She's here, she's Canadian, and she doesn't have a Visa." "So we wanna know if we need to have it sent to you from Quebec somehow." "You know what?" "Just call me as soon as you get this message, all right?" "And I'll be up late." "Okay." "All good." "Yeah, I've got a place not far from here, but like I said, I'd like for us to sit, wait for a bit." "You don't have to do that." "I mean, honestly, Ashade, it would kill me to see you give your money to some other lawyer that's just gonna rubber stamp some papers." "And Harry will call soon." "I know it." "You want coffee?" "Oh." "I would like much if I get it for you." "Oh." "Thank you." "I have some cream and sugar." "Oh, no, black is good for me." "Thank you." "Oh, thank you." "You should know that Eloise is so happy for what you do for us." "She doesn't sleep." "But maybe now she knows that there is nice people, too." "I just..." "I feel so horrible for her." "I ca..." "I can't imagine." "Can't imagine." "Their first baby and everything." "What?" "My brother also has 20-years son from the time he married before." "Ashade, that needs to be in our letter." "You're right, but my brother and the first son of his were together at the airport." "And we believe they are together now." "Jesus." "Ashade..." "In my country, when they do some torture, they do it by the mind." "They... they show you your mother or your son and then they take them in the next room and you know nothing." "You hear things, but you don't know anything certain." "Just your imaginations." "Can you take me to my office now?" "Now?" "Did you think it was gonna break down?" "I know." "I've been here 11 years." "A lot of things break down, but never the elevator." "Anyway, this is it." "My creative team's over there, my PR guys there." "Accounting in here." "Those clowns you need to avoid like the plague." "You can leave the door open." "Oh, sorry." "Have a seat." "Oh, yeah." "There it is." "Please, sit." "Hey, Harry Fine." "It's me, Philly again." "Listen, um, I left you a really long message on your other number about an urgent situation, so just call it, get it, call me back." "Got it?" "And you know what?" "I'm gonna beep you, too, so don't make me wait." "Just to show you I'm not a bitter woman through and through." "That's me and Paul and our daughter and the lovely little homewrecker on the left." "So, Ashade, is it like a Muslim rule that you have to wear the beard?" "Oh, no, but, um... uh, as a sign of my devotion." "I try again." "Well, I can't blame you for trying, but you know, you're not an old man." "No." "And the man has to wear the beard and the woman has to wear the..." "Wow." "Allah must really be something, huh?" "He's not something." "For us, we find him..." "he's everything." "And he's not passive, like a lot of the other ones." "I really like that." " But Eloise is not Muslim, right?" " No." "No." "And that's not a problem for your brother?" "I would not say so much, but, uh, the whole family loves Eloise." "So it's all very complete." "Mmm." "But you would never find yourself with one of us Western women, would you?" "Um, do you have... do you have a wife?" "Or a woman somewhere?" "At the moment, I'm sending money home and keeping watch of Eloise." "Mm-hmm." "Oh, I can see that." "See what?" "Oh, nothin'." "Nothin'." "Um, when was the last time?" "That you had a girlfriend of your own." "Not so long." "Are you lying to me?" "'Cause, remember, I caught you once before." "160 bucks?" "Shoot!" "We have to go." "Otherwise, I have to fill out papers till dawn." "Come on, come on." "Come on." "We're gonna go to the roof." "Hurry." "Okay." "Don't worry, they never come up here." "Oh." "Yep." "He's stuck at the beach house." "I felt it vibrate when we were running." "So..." "You think you can call Mr. Fine still or no?" "Yes, I can." "If you still want." "Yes." "I feel that you feel he will help us." "I do wanna ask you a question, though." "But don't take this as anything but a simple question." "Are you sure that your brother is completely clean?" "Clean?" "That he doesn't have anything to do with any kind of threats?" "Oh, of course, no." "My brother is a holy man." "He's a doctor." "Okay." "Hey, Harry." "So you thought you could run away for the weekend already, huh?" "And you got my message?" "What do you mean you looked into it?" "How do you look into it at five..." "Well, call him back!" "Yes!" "And tell him that my friend's brother and his son probably have got their testicles hooked up to a car battery in some Damascus basement." "What?" "I shouldn't have to spell out for you how much money I generated for your firm this year, Harry." "All right, fine." "Fine." "You go back to sleep, but you think long and hard about who really paid for that little beach house." "It's okay." "No, it's not okay." "It's not okay." "I just..." "I feel bad that we let us rely on him." "But you know why he's not interested?" "Because he knows we can't win." "Even if we get your brother back, unscathed, where is our satisfaction?" "What do we have to show for his pain and suffering?" "Please, don't go to be too stressed." "It's all right." "What do you want me to be?" "You want me to be passive?" "I mean, come on, Ashade." "Don't get me involved and then expect me to just roll over because some Jew boy doesn't wanna do his job." "Ashade, do you..." "You hate Americans, don't you?" "No." " No?" " No." "With you, I'm disappointed very much, but, uh..." "Disappointed?" "Disappointed?" "Did you really just say that?" "How..." "I don't understand." "Do you really care, what they're doing to your brother?" "In any country and in any religion, the punishment is supposed to fit the crime, right?" "Your brother has committed no crime, so there is a miscarriage of justice." "And in turn, where there is an injustice, there needs to be a retribution." "I..." "I don't understand "retribution."" "I'm not talking about doing anything more or anything less than what they've already accused your brother of doing." "I'm not talking about hurting anyone." "Really, I'm not." "I am talking about causing a little damage, symbolically." "Now, I don't know anything about munitions, but that's what the Internet's for, right?" "So that people like us can learn things that they don't want us to know?" "I want to go now." "Thank you." "You're gonna need a code for that." "So, let me just finish." "Okay?" "Look..." "We do an act of retribution, we get you out of the country, we tell the people that sent your brother to Syria what you've done, they have to let him go." "They will listen." "I'm telling you." "You dial the code, and I'm go home now." "Go ahead." "I'm not your doorman." "342 is the code." "Oh, and I hope you have fun telling the security guards what you're doing here." "I'm sure they're gonna believe every word you say." "I'm going to fucking kill you, you little punk!" "Go, go, go, go!" "Oh, sir, yes, yes." "Yes." "Yes, you will have certified postal check today, yes." "Yes." "And for you, I have almost, uh, uh, 500..." "O-oh, sir, sir." "I-I'm sorry to be bother, but..." "If I may, I call back." "I..." "I will soon." "Sorry." "Ashade." "Hi." "Okay, pretty dog." "Let the lady put her things down and we'll take of you and only you." "This is the stairway to my room." "I keep it stocked for the late night booty calls." "I can actually see Japan from here if I needed to." "This is my collection." "These are my toys." "That's my home base, Q-Dogs." "Sorry, haters." "You gots to go." "I think stainless is masculine..." "All right, Q-Dogs." "We're gonna keep rocking." "Moving on to the '90s." "Come here, Smitty." "Come here." "Don't ignore me." "Don't ignore me." "Yes?" "Ashade?" "It's me, Philly." "How you get to this phone?" "Your number is listed on the letter that we wrote, which I still have, by the way, and which I still think it would be very smart of you to use." "Are you there?" "I am, yes." "Listen, it's the money you're mad about, isn't it?" "I'm sorry about that, okay?" "But Harry is a very good lawyer, and he does require a consulting fee." "And he will help my family?" "Well, no." "See, the fee was for what he did the other night." "For making that call about what the laws are." "You return our money." "I need this money for us today!" "Okay, listen, I can get you some money, okay?" "That's not a problem." "And I realize that it was wrong to leave you with nothing, but first I feel like we should talk... about what I was suggesting." "I just want the money returned to me!" "Why could you try to hurt us more?" "!" "Hurt who, Ashade?" "I mean, do you really think that we can get something done by just writing a bunch of letters?" "Depending on lawyers is for losers, and I'm just not one, okay?" "Now, I would just go and get retribution on my own." "But it wouldn't mean anything unless people believed a brave Muslim did it." "People are terrified of you, Ashade." "You have that power." "You stop, you stop, you stop!" "You stop!" "You know what?" "You don't make any sense." "Unless your brother did something to hurt you." "He did, Didn't he?" "He got to be a doctor while you need to drive a cab so you can send money home." "I bet you're just so jealous of him." "'Cause he gets to have sex with sweet white Eloise if we bring him home." "And all you get to do is masturbate to her if you get ten minutes to yourself, right?" "Never you call to me again, okay?" "!" "You apologize to me right now." "Do you hear me?" " You apologize to me right now." " Fuck you!" "Fuck you!" "You crazy!" "You bitch!" "Fuck you badly!" "You know that I don't speak like that, and I don't wanna be spoken to like that." "Do you know who I am?" "Huh?" "You little cabby nobody." "You sorry little camel jockey." "You apologize to me right now" " before I find a reason to hurt you." " You bitch!" "Merci." "I got it." "Listen." "We know that's his cab, all right?" "If he's hiding somewhere in the building, we're gonna find him." "Mrs. Mouhanna." "Shh!" "Shh." "Shh." "Just relax, ma'am." "Your son is fine." "No!" "No!" "Um, can you drive uptown and I'll let you know where in a minute?" "Sure." "Why not?" "I'm on till midnight." "You know what?" "Um, can we just go to 48th and 10th, please?" "Never mind." "I'll just get out here, okay?" "Here you go." "Keep the change." "If it's true that you really don't speak any English, we'll find an interpreter for you tomorrow." "An A-shade somebody." "Medallion number 67GDT34." "The phone call she's talking about here, it may be you." "... overheard him talking to a woman on his cell phone about causing some real damage and waking up the arrogant Americans." "Thank you." "Ma'am." "Aah!" "Motherfucker!" "I imagine it's for you." "No, not at all." "I don't have that problem." "Oh, geez." "I wish." "Yes?" "This is for me to deliver to Philly." "Who?" "Uh..." "Philly." "You mean Phyllis?" "Phyllis MacIntyre?" "Oh, please." "Nobody is helped if we waste the time." "Next time, make sure they call so I have it scheduled." "So after everything Q-Dog did for you last year..." "Have a seat." "She'll be right with you." "You gotta give me the cover." "Listen, I really hope that this is the last time we have to go over this, and I left all the info on your other number, so call it, get it, call me back." "Got it?" "Uh, so, who was it that told you to call me Philly?" "It wasn't Caymen, was it?" "Hi." "Come on, 'fess up." "No one's called me that in ten years." "Um..." "Phoebe?" "She was the one who told you to call me that?" "Yes." "You're joking." "And how do you know Phoebe?" "W-we passed the night once a few days before." "Really?" "God bless you, man." "Someone needed to take her off the shnide, didn't they?" "I'm sorry." "That was mean." "It's okay." "So is that for me to listen to, or, um?" "Oh, no, no." "Uh..." "I was only trying to see Phoebe a moment." "She was to help me to write a letter in English." "Oh." "Yeah." "She was always good for that." "Myself, I can't even write a postcard without one of my secretaries." "Scott, can you help us out and, uh, get Phoebe Torrence up here before she runs away to lunch?" "Sure thing, Philly." "Okay, don't call me that." "Please, sit down." "It'll be just a second." "Hello." "It's Mac for Connors." "Connors." "MacIntyre." "Good news." "Yeah, 'cause we got the cover." "Thank you." "I am a genius." "Oh, 'cause it's gonna be perfect." "We're talking about perfectly with..." "Connor, you heard the good news, didn't you?" "Well, that's okay, 'cause I already bumped them." "No, I bumped them from..." "you know, to October's cover." "It's not gonna be that big of a deal." "'Cause I... you know, because I promised the girls in marketing." "That's how we got the cover." "W-well, it doesn't matter." "I've seen them five times." "I've already given up my tickets..." "Phoebe, I'm very sorry I don't call you first, but, uh..." "I have lost the number for the home you have in Englewood Cliffs." "That's fine." "That's fine." "It's nice to see you again." "Hey, Phoebes." "Hi." "Glad you could find my office." "Oh." "Yeah, no, I stopped by not too long ago, but you weren't here." "Yeah, right." "I'm so hard to track down." "So, um..." "Habib." "Habib says you spent a night with him... helping him write a letter." "Oh!" "Yeah." "Uh, I was helping him, and, um..." "but I thought we finished." "Well, according to what he tells me, um, you're not." "Oh." "Well, I'm sorry." "It's just for the long hours, it's hard for me to do a lot of edit work." "Oh." "Right!" "Like you're so busy now that the tax report is already filed." "Oh, I was just, uh, you know, making sure that he was okay with you." "I..." "You didn't introduce me so I didn't know what to think." "Oh." "No, it's... it's fine." "So are you guys going to lunch?" "Paul and Devon are on their way in, so you're more than welcome to join us." "Oh, today's not so good." "Oh, hey." "You always say that." "Look, if you have to feed Smitty, uh, we can even go to Peppe's, and you can just run upstairs." "How's that for accommodating?" "Phoebe..." "Paul's gonna have his guy who does, you know, his frames for him there." " Okay, okay." " Great." "I'll see you guys downstairs in a couple of minutes." "Oh, uh, very sorry." "I can't." "Um, but, uh, it was very nice to see both of you." " Very nice." "Oh, okay." "Phoebe." "If you leave our letter for me down," "I will pick it down from there tomorrow." " It's nice to meet you, Habib." " Great." "Bye." "Uh, Phoebe." "Wait, Phoebe." " Yeah?" " Are you okay?" "Yeah." "Was that not cool?" "Like, I..." "I'm sorry, I didn't know him so..." "No, no, it's fine." "I'm just helping him out a little bit." "Write a letter." "And did it work?" "I..." "I..." "Well, if it's a legal thing, I could just call good old Harry Fine for you." "Oh, good." "I'm so glad you're coming to lunch." "I'll meet you down there, okay?" "Someone might pick this up tomorrow." " There she is." " Hey!" "Let's run for pasta." "Run for pasta!" "Run for pasta!" "Up on the curb!" " Wow, that was pretty high." "I just don't think it's gonna be a problem." "I think you have enough pieces for January." " It's not a matter of quantity, it's quality." " I know, but it's a great..." "Paul, don't talk to me about quality." "Your stuff is so great." "Yeah, you tell her." "Paul and I mentioned a couple of times, that Gary, the guy we're meeting for lunch, he might not be a bad hookup for you." "But, you know, don't worry, because..." "He's a very nice guy, but there's no pressure." "If you don't wanna see him again..." " No." "Fine." "Fine." " Good." "I'm gonna go feed Smitty really quick." "I'll be right back." "We'll wait for you, so you don't have to walk in alone." "Okay." "What do you want for lunch?" "Meatballs?" " Spaghetti and meatballs." " Spaghetti and meatballs." "Spaghetti and meatballs." "He's here." "Here, I got it." "You wanna hold my hat, honey?" "I want you to be totally honest." "Not about the paintings, but about the pictures." "This is a part of a new series." "Very clean." "Very simple." "That's at..." "An insane asylum?" "Yeah, upstate." "The New York Times Magazine is doing a story on artists who've moved out of the city to get more room." "Oh, wow." "Phoebes, don't you know that menu by heart?" "They didn't suddenly fly in a new chef from Bologna or anything, did they?" "So, did you, uh..." "did you go to school for accounting?" "It's just something that I thought I could do, you know?" "How many years have you worked at, uh... at, uh, Q-Dog?" "Well, actually, we started the exact same day eleven years ago." "They used to call us the Phoebe and Philly show." "Paul didn't tell you that?" "No." "Wait, you were an accountant, too?" "Worse." "A sales rep." "You're not serious." "I was just this, uh, little loser nerd girl from Queens." "It's true." "She was." "And, uh, Phoebe was this..." "can you believe this?" "This straight-laced Calvinist from Buttstuck, Michigan." "They just stuck the two oddballs together in the same cubicle because they didn't know what the heck else to do with us." "I don't even really know anymore." "I was talking to my shrink about it, and about how people are saying that the reality of what we do is making, you know, fat kids wanna kill themselves and, you know, little girls wanna get implants..." "Oh, wait, I'm sorry." "Hold on..." "I just..." "Oh, it is." "It's time for my wife to try talking like she hates her job again." "Oh, oh!" "Okay!" "You know what, I don't hate my job, all right?" "I answer to no one, and I'm very well compensated for it, thank you." "Actually, if you want to know how well, you can ask your new friend in accounting, because she can probably tell you to the dime." "I'm good, though." "I'm pretty good at it." "Anyway, I thank God I have a life to go with it, and a very dear old friend to thank for it." "I still owe you my life, sunshine." "No, you don't." "Oh, no." "Oh, you bet your sweet little tuckus I do." "You know, the truth is is that Phoebe was the first to meet Paul when she took a painting class for fun at..." "At F.I.T." " F.I.T." "God, man, if it wasn't for that," "I would've never had my shot at the prize." " The prize?" " Yes." "I'm a trophy husband." "Yeah." "You're like a..." "you're the heavyweight champion." "Mmm!" "Actually, no." "Sorry, you're not the prize." "Devon is the prize." "Devon's the prize!" " Who's gonna eat one more tortellini." " Yes." "No." "Come on, one more." "You hate him, don't you?" "Who, Gary?" "Of course you hate him." "Look, I know he's no heartthrob, but, you know, I think he's at least, you know, a good boost for you." "Anyway, I promise I'll run interference on the way out of here." "Oh, no, it's fine." "It's fine." " Oh, I can make it." " Are you sure?" "Yeah." "It's fine." "Hey." "Hey." "I really miss hanging out with you." "Don't you?" "Oh, you're vibrating." "Oh, shit." "You know, it's our car mechanic." " Do you mind?" " No." "I'm so sorry." "Hi." "Yes." "Just let me get out of the restroom." "I needed it by..." "If you can't have it for me by this weekend, then you need to park it in front of my house before 9:00 A.M. On Monday." "An entire week to paint one lousy door." "Phoebe, can you believe this?" "The night that I brought the new Lexus home, you know, the one that's supposed to shine like a diamond?" " Have you seen this car?" " Oh, no." "But you saw a picture of it, right?" "You're not a Jazz fan, are you?" "Honey, I didn't tell you." "The day that the ratings came out and they gave me the car," "Connor sent a picture of the Lexus to everyone at Q-Dog, letting them know that he rewards exceeding expectations." "It looked pretty good for about a minute and a half." "I'm sure it'll be fine." "Some jealous kid from the neighborhood scratched A-L-Q-something into the side door, which I guess is supposed to mean All Q-Dog, all the time." "Or Al Qaeda." "The car's all right now, though, right?" " Oh, it's fine." " Listen, thanks for lunch." "Oh, but, Phoebe..." "Where..." "Smitty?" "Where's my dog?" "Call to him." "Please do." "I left your money at the desk!" "Don't tell lie." "Call your dog." "What did you do to my dog?" "He did nothing to you." "Harry Fine is a real lawyer." "Ashade, I promise he is gonna help you and Eloise, I swear." "You stop!" "Call your dog!" "Smitty!" "Smitty!" "Smitty!" "Call your dog!" "Smitty!" "Smitty!" "Smitty!" "Go outside, okay?" "Go on, pretty dog." "Go on." "Go to your spot." "It's okay." "It's okay." "If you're praying, don't do that here." "You're not better than me, and I don't need you being better than me." "If you came here to fuck me, then fuck me." "If you came here to kill me, then you oughta just do it!" "Do it!" "I don't want it anymore." "I just want what I deserve from you over with." "All right, fine." "I'll do it myself." "Oh, no." "Oh!" "Oh!" "No!" "Oh, no." "It would help me much if you could tell to me why." "Why is it you could?" "Why?" "Tell me." "No!" "No, no, no, no." "No!" "Please!" "Tell me why!" "Tell me why!" "I have come here only to know." "No, it's MacIntyre." "It's the lawyer calling." " Stop it." " No, it is." "It's the truth." " Stop it!" "Stop it!" " It's the truth." "It can't be anyone else." "Ashade..." "She said she'd call Mr. Fine for us." "Look." "Look." "Why?" "Why you hurt me?" "Why you hurt my family?" "I have nothing now!" "Not an idea what can I do for my life!" "I have nothing!" "You don't know why?" "Well, you should know." "You should know." "Were you here that day?" "Were you?" "Well, I was here." "And I was piecing myself together for work and the phone rang and it was Philly." "And she was scared." "She never calls me when she's weak, but she did." "She called me on that day." "And I had a dried-out cigarillo from when her daughter was born." "And I smoked it and I felt fine." "I felt just fine." "Can't you see?" "Can't you see what a cruel joke that I'm stuck with?" "Every day I ring up huge money and never once is it mine." "Never once." "No savings, no inheritance, no prospects." "And not a soul alive that gives a hoot about me expect my dog." "So I think maybe all I can say is that I just hate me." "I just effing fucking hate me." "And I know it's wrong." "I know it's wrong what I did to you and Eloise." "It was wrong." "It was wrong." "And I know I need help." "I know I need help, Ashade." "It's just that day, that day I wasn't a failure, okay?" "I was not a nobody." "I wasn't powerless because everybody was powerless." "Everybody was." "I just wanted that day back." "I just wanted it back." "Can you do something for me, please?" "Can you let me show you my phone?" "You see what it says?" "At least today I'm not a liar." "Yes." "You know that for Eloise..." "I did nothing." "Not a... a thing of what you say." "But I think of her in the wrong ways in my mind." "Too many times." "Too many times." "It's very good my brother should come back to her." "Smitty?" "Pretty dog." "You in your spot?" "Come here." "Come on." "Come here." "Okay." "Come on." "We have to go get breakfast." "How is it today you speak French?" "Well, isn't it obvious?" "It'd be too difficult in Arabic." "Oh, there's no ham." "Oh." "I'm not worried." "Only hungry." "Mmm." "The message from Mr. Fine only said to call to him, no?" "Oh, no, the message said to contact him first thing." "But it's up to you." "I don't have a problem with going down to the office and just waiting until he can see us." "What do you think?" "With you I can go." " C'est bonne?" " Mm-hmm." "It's delicious." "Um, Phoebe Torrence left an envelope for me." "I think Harry's office is there." "Okay." "Come quick." "I just want you to look nice." "Jealousy!" "You stop that right now!" "You can't go into Harry's office dressed like that." "You get in here." "There you go." "Okay." "Wait." "I have something for you." "What is this?" "Something my parents gave me, and for some reason, I want you to have it." "Guy, you all right?" "Go!" "Go!" "Go!" "Go!" "Go!"