The Truth About Cats & Dogs Page #3

No wonder I've been getting your mail.

Are we related?

- There are a lot of us dumb b*tches in LA.

- Hey, cat lady, mind your own business.

Why don't you leave before I use this bow

on you in a way you've only imagined?

Here. Imagine that.

You know what? You're notjust

a dumb b*tch. You're an ugly dumb b*tch.

Oh!

And you...

Later.

Wow. That was, um...

I don't know what that was. You all right?

Yeah.

God, I'm sorry about the violin thing.

I'll buy you another one.

- That was your boyfriend?!

- I go out with him.

- Thing is, he's also my manager.

- You pay him 10 to treat you like that?

Fifteen.

Hey, he says that's normal.

I don't know. He used to be sweet.

What are you supposed to do?

You need a boyfriend.

Otherwise it's just you and a cat.

The next thing you know...

...40 candles on your birthday cake.

- What does that mean?

- Oh, no!

No, I didn't mean you.

Forget it. This is none of my business

and I will not be interfering again.

Sorry.

I didn't mean you.

She's right over here.

Hi.

Hi.

Did you know violin bows were like cars?

- Meaning...?

- They go from your basic, low-end bows...

...something like a Geo or a Hyundai,

which I personally drive...

...all the way to your high-performance,

Porsche-like bows which play like the devil.

I, um... I got you this, uh...

Well, it's like a Toyota, which was...

all I could afford.

Thank you.

Just gimme some time

and I'll upgrade your bow.

Don't worry about it.

It wasn't your fault. This is really nice.

- Wow.

- Yeah. You wanna sit down?

- Can I?

- Sure.

- Promise not to laugh?

- Sure.

I'm taking broadcasting lessons myself.

That's great.

Newscasters. You know, they're so...

dignified. They always know everything.

Yeah, it's the news.

They get the information beforehand.

No kidding. That's why it's so cool.

You find out before everyone.

Usually I'm the last to know.

Hey, how about you play hooky

and we go score ourselves a cappuccino?

All right, that sounds pretty good.

These are leakin' on me.

I'll get a vase. I'll be right back.

Testing.

Good evening, Riverside.

This is the news at five.

OK.

Hey!

- I know that dog.

- I don't think he likes me.

- Can you get him away?

- Come here!

Hey, sweetie!

Why do I know you?

Why do I know your sweet face?

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Um...

You have to help me.

The guy out there. I missed a date with him.

This is his dog. I just want you to be me

when he comes in here, OK?

Sorry, um...

He ran in and the door was locked and...

Brian, right?

- Yeah. Hi. Abby.

- Yeah.

- Hi.

- Hi. Lovely to meet you.

You too. This is my friend... Mado... Donna.

- Hi.

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