Hello Ladies: The Movie Page #2

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- I'm an only child.

- Damn.

- That's a no.

- Do you know Alan Randall?

- No.

- Yes.

- Who... yeah.

- Yeah, no, we...

- no, wait, no.

- Not sure I do.

Bigwig in finance. He's a great guy.

He's having a boat party this Saturday.

Wall-to-wall models and bottles.

I could probably get you an invite.

You've intrigued me, sir.

- Our interests are piqued, sir.

- You can put my name on the list.

- Hey, your roommate just showed up.

- Oh, hey, Jessica.

- Hi, Jessica.

- Hi, Rory.

- Hi, Stuart.

- Got to jump off.

- Bye.

- Bye.

Boat party.

Sorry, you know you're not coming?

- I know, I just love that song.

- Oh.

- Who sings that?

- I just made it up.

- You just made that up?

- Yeah.

That's... are you... that's one of

the best songs I've ever heard.

- What?

- Yeah. That should be on the radio.

- Oh, really? Thanks.

- Yeah, it's great.

Boat party, boat party.

I came to L.A. to be Meryl Streep,

not to get chased around by

some stupid yogurt monster.

Well, you don't become

Meryl Streep overnight.

I've been here for 10 years.

Acting just doesn't make me happy anymore.

Constantly being judged and competing

with 100 other girls

for some three-line role.

I can't do this anymore.

I'm quitting.

Just... let's take a beat.

Okay?

Come here.

Are you texting?

No. It's just a quick e-mail.

You know, I'm not sure I want this either.

I'm not even sure I know what this is.

- This is just two people...

- Having fun.

Yeah, I got it.

Glenn, can you just be

honest with me for once?

Is this ever gonna be a real relationship?

I can definitely

foresee a time when we

could approach the prospect

of that being an eventuality.

Good-bye, Glenn.

- Wait a sec...

- And I really am quitting acting,

so also, you're fired.

Wha... Jessica, come on.

Jessica.

Jessica!

- So what are you gonna do instead

of acting? - I have no idea.

- What does Glenn think?

- I don't care. I broke up with him.

- Why?

- Because he's an a**hole.

I am looking for the one.

And the one doesn't just call

you when he's feeling horny.

- Okay, I know what you're thinking.

- What?

You're wondering if you can

still hang out with Glenn.

How can you say that? That's...

my allegiance is to you.

Come on.

Although he was gonna take me

to a boat party over the weekend.

- Oh, Stuart, you are unbelievable.

- Oh, come on.

No, no, no. Stop. There's

going to be models there.

There's going to be models there.

What is your obsession with models?

I need to date a model

within the next three weeks.

Or what happens? Do the kidnappers

kill the president's daughter?

No.

All right, if I tell you,

you can't tell anyone else.

Oh, who would I tell? Who's

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