Indy's Women: The American Film Institute Tribute Page #2

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to pick up my dry-cleaning?

Yes, I remembered

to pick up your dry-cleaning.

What is wrong with this picture?

How lovely. Thank you.

Okay, dog, clean.

Bread, flowers and-- Oh.

Hey, um, do you know where the thing that

I made with the whatsits around the edge?

-Bowl with the freesias.

-Yeah, where is that?

Right in front of you.

Oh, yeah, I think the tortellini

will fit in that.

-What do you think, Uta?

-Oh, look at this.

The face of the Virgin Mary appeared

on a rag at a car wash in Los Angeles.

It's hard to believe that you were born

in a country that hands out the Nobel Prize.

That's Sweden.

How many times do I have to tell you?

I'm Danish.

Like the pastry.

-Mom, what's going on?

-Hey, honey.

You're supposed to help me

with my book report.

Oh, my God, I just completely forgot.

-I'm so sorry.

-It's due Monday.

Yes, but today is the luncheon for the park.

I'm co-chair.

Which is more important?

Some piece of grass or my education?

Molly, I don't know why you save

these things till the last minute, honestly.

-Uta can help you with your book report.

-That's her job.

Nicole Kidman has cellulite.

Where? Let me see.

-Oh.

I think they drew that in.

Let's do it--

We'll finish it after the lunch.

-No, we can't, I have to finish the--

-Sketches.

--sketches which are late.

-Then I've to pick up--

-Airline tickets.

Why do you always save these things

for the last minute?

Molly Jane Haines,

is that any way to talk to your mother?

Chocolate macadamia cookies.

No, that's like five points.

-Since when are you counting calories?

-Since I'm fat.

Since you're fat?

Oh, honey, you're not fat, you're perfect.

I'll just do the book report myself.

-Now, go take a shower.

-Oh, yeah.

She thinks she's fat.

Oh, your father called.

He wants you to have lunch with him

when you come back from your vacation.

My father wants to have lunch with me?

Don't remember the last time he wanted to.

He said it was important.

Oh, Maggie, I think I know

what this is about.

I think he's getting ready

to hand me the business.

-Know how long I've been waiting?

-Years, you've been waiting.

-Just years.

-Years.

-Oh, my God.

-Oh, my God.

Oh. Lucy, Lucy, Lucy, off, off, off.

Molly, how many times have I told you,

no dogs on the bed?

Lucy, off. Go on.

-Hey, Mom?

-Yeah.

How come you design clothes

you wouldn't be caught dead in?

That's what your grandfather

manufactures.

Those are his customers,

but they're not gonna be mine.

What's this?

That is a travel coffee filter.

Here they come.

The population of Salem has just dropped.

All right, all right,

keep your Wonderbras on.

It's just a mess now.

Who knows if it's gonna come out?

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