Lovely and Amazing

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(music plays)

Don't you think I have

too much make-up on?

Photographer:

No, you look great.

Could you

open up your jacket?

Just, you know,

pull it open.

That's it.

Put your arm back

where it was.

Give us

a nice look.

Does this

seem strange to you?

No, it's high fashion.

It's sophisticated.

It's totally hot.

But my dress...

I feel sort of...

I thought you said

you liked this designer.

I do.

I'm just not sure.

I just don't feel

quite like myself.

Who does?

- Got your bathing suit?

- Yep.

- Your book?

- Yep.

Got your jacket?

MC Whitie

or Winky Fresh?

Winky Fresh.

Excuse me...

do you know if

the buyer's here today?

What can I help you with?

I was wondering if the store

might be interested

in these things

that I made.

- Let's see.

- Okay.

This one has

a bird in a nest.

- Oh, delicate.

- Yeah.

What are these?

They're nice.

Thanks.

Don't you wish we were

little enough to sit in them?

Woman:

Michelle Marks?

- Oh my God!

- Debbie Waldman?

Emerson Junior High.

- God, you look great.

- Thanks.

- What are you doing here?

- I made these chairs

and I was hoping the store

might want to sell them.

- Oh, they're so cute!

- Thanks.

What about you?

What are you up to?

I'm a pediatrician.

Are you kidding me?

No... why?

Oh, I don't know.

It just seems...

- it seems too fast.

- We're 36.

I know,

but we're not 36, 36.

Store clerk:

Ahem...

How much would you

sell them for?

I would need to make

about $50 on each one.

That's a bargain.

Clerk #2:
We couldn't buy them

from you for that much.

Well,

I could take 40 maybe.

Clerk #1:
That's okay.

They're not

for us anyway.

Okay.

Clerk #2:
We used to have

something similar.

Remember that guy?

He made these little tables

- out of string.

- Yes, I remember him.

Nobody bought them.

B*tch!

Excuse me?

Nothing.

(cell phone rings)

Dr. Waldman...

Yes...

- It was great seeing you.

- You too.

- You were always so creative.

- Yeah.

No, it was...

I just ran into someone...

I'll be there

in 10 minutes or so.

Annie? Hey!

How are you doing?

How are you doing?

Are you ready

for our first date?

Woman:

Pick you up later.

I want

to stay with you.

Honey, if you're having a bad time,

call me.

I want you to push off.

Push off with your feet

and reach out for me,

okay?

Good!

Reach out for me...

Yes!

Good, see?

How's you get

your hair to do that?

- Do what?

- Be so straight?

I straightened it.

I fried it like straw.

Feel it.

- Ew!

- Told you!

Okay, now I want

you to go for me

- to the other side.

- Okay.

All right, go.

Do it!

Kick, kick!

Tell your mom to wear

a bathing cap in there, okay?

What did she say?

She said you need to wear

a bathing cap in the pool.

(laughing)

You don't understand,

Paul.

I looked insane.

I was wearing this weird

see-through designer thing.

I felt like an idiot.

And I tried,

I really did,

but the fashion stylist

was so intimidating.

You should have seen the color

they had on my lips.

I can't believe I'm

going to be in Vogue Magazine

- looking like that!

- Maybe you shouldn't have done it.

How can you

say that?

It's publicity for the movie.

I have to do it.

Posing

for a fashion magazine

has nothing

to do with acting.

So if some magazine

called and said

they were doing an article

on nature journalists

and wanted your picture,

you'd say no?

- Right.

- You're so high and mighty.

You don't understand

what I'm saying.

Everyone wants their picture

in a magazine.

- They do?

- Yes, if they admit it.

I just think...

if it's going to make you upset,

you shouldn't do it.

Maybe you think I'm

not attractive enough

to ever look good

having my picture taken?

I know you think

my arms are flabby.

I'm going

to the bathroom.

Mother:
Like it?

It costs too much

but I think it's so pretty.

I don't see why

you need it.

Because nothing else picks up

the dark tones in the chair.

There's nowhere

to lie down.

I take them off

if I want to lie down.

Maybe I should

be making pillows.

Any luck

at the gift store?

No.

But I ran

into Debbie Waldman.

Who?

Debbie Waldman.

From Emerson.

She used to be

such a loser.

Maybe you should

just get a job.

You know...

a job job.

Thanks

for your support.

Hi, honey.

Why are you eating

cookies before dinner?

They're the fat-free ones.

Doesn't make any difference.

They're high in calories.

Mom!

I didn't put them

in her hand.

- You bought them.

- She begged me.

(spits)

- You're the mother!

- Still.

Annie:
I thought

these weren't the bad kind.

- Let's go home. Bye.

- Bye.

- Goodnight, sweetheart.

- Goodnight.

- Sweet dreams.

- You too.

I hate my life.

You need

more of one.

Blah, blah!

Arturo stole

my commission today.

Are you serious?

Did you tell him

to f*** off?

Of course not. I have to work

with him every day.

Well, I would

still tell him.

- Oh my God!

- What?

It's my sister's movie.

She's in the ad.

She doesn't even have

a big part.

Hey, you're in Jane Magazine.

In an ad for your movie.

- Really? It must be tiny.

- No, it's big.

I mean your head is...

is half an inch big.

But it doesn't really

look like you.

I don't think

it's your hair.

Well, whose hair is it?

It's a little

Phyllis Diller-y.

It's frizzy?

No, it's not frizzy.

It's just...

- I don't know. Go buy it.

- I think I'll skip it.

Why are you panting?

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