All of Me Page #2

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but as a highly skilled legal advisor.

This is really good. No more being

looked down upon by people that think

they're better than I am because

they're rich. From now on I'm gonna

be respected by people who think

they're better than I am.

Hi. Roger Cobb from Schuyler and

Mifflin to see Miss Cutwater.

Yes, sir, you are expected.

-I'll show him up.

Betty Ahrens.

-I'm Roger Cobb.

Try not to excite her, ok?

-Grayson?

Oh, yes, Madam?

Don't forget to pick up

the invitations and make sure they're

hand delivered the moment I die.

-The moment you die. Yes, Madam.

Oh! Oh, Mr....

-Cobb.

Cobb. Oh, yes, you're the tedious one.

Would you mind accompanying me back

to my deathbed? Now, here's the name

of my caterer, and the evening's menu.

Make sure they have plenty

of goose pate, it's marvelous.

Excuse me. Is this for the funeral?

One does not have that at a funeral.

Now, Mr. Fulton Norris is a wonderful

society orchestra. I should like you

to engage him for the entire weekend.

-Is this for the wake, Ma'am?

Heavens, no. It's for a party and

I want it to a corker.

Guess what I'm going to do?

-What?

I'm going to come back from the dead.

-Oh! And...

what makes you think you can do that?

-Because I'm rich.

Grayson, come in here, please, over.

Miss Cutwater, this is not a parking

ticket we're talking about here,

this is the, oh, The Grim Reaper.

You cannot bribe the Grim Reaper.

Oh, Mr. Cobb, I spent a lifetime

shackled by freilty and poor health...

wheelchairs and sick beds.

It's my heart, you see. It means well,

but it's alsways been

something of lemon.

I've hat all the money in the world

and not one good chance to enjoy it.

I have never been to Europe.

I've ner been anywhere really.

Oh, sure I've ordered from Neiman's

and Gucci's,

but I've never actually been there.

I've never ridden my own horses.

I've never been to the ballet.

I've never danced.

But Cutwater's aren't quitters.

So, I've decided that if my wealth

cannot help me in this life, then by

God, it's going to buy me another one.

Ah, Grayson.

-You walkie-talkied, Madam?

Yes, please, send in Mr. Prakha Lasa

and what's her name, Fred's daughter.

Miss Terry, Madam.

-Gas me.

Am I just getting you goose pate

or do you have any legal work for me.

Of course I do. I need you to amend

my will so that what's her name, uh,

Fred's daughter will become inheritor

over my entire estate.

So we must draw up a new codicile.

We need it witnesses. Ah, Your Grace.

It's all, Prakha, come in.

Come in, come in, come in.

Come, come.

What's going on here?

-Wait.

Who's Fred's daughter?

Hello.

Hello. I'm Terry Hoskins.

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