Fatal Attraction

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There is one thing

I'd like to ask you.

How do they make that slime?

First they take some water.

Then they add some jello powder

and some flour. Sometimes soap.

Then they dump it over me.

- We'd better get going.

- Where from?

I've always wondered that, too.

I just don't know.

Interesting. Is it always green?

It usually is,

but I guess it could be red.

Or it could be blue.

Or yellow.

- Daddy, telephone.

- Thanks, darling.

Hello?

Hildy, I'm fine.

I just stubbed my toe.

Hang on one second.

Honey, it's Hildy.

I'll call her back.

She's in the bathroom. She wants

to know what you're wearing.

My black suit.

She'll wear a black dress.

It's business.

You know how those things are.

Ellen, don't mess with

my make-up. I'm late.

- Is the red dress OK?

- It's perfect.

Did you hear that?

You got it. OK, see you later.

I told you a million times

not to play with my lipstick.

So when are you gonna listen to me?

Silly girl.

Honey, where's my blue suit?

On the back of the door.

Sh*t! Sh*t, sh*t, sh*t!

Sh*t, sh*t, sh*t.

- Hi.

- Hi, Christine.

- How are you doing?

- Good.

- Where's Mommy?

- Mom? She's in the bathroom.

I got you a present.

You want to see what it is?

Do you like it?

OK. Come on, let's go find Mommy.

So then,

she's talking to me about sales.

Chuck. How are you?

Will you make it, Friday?

- I'm there.

- We need you. We're in the cellar.

Is my hair OK?

- You look great.

- I'm serious.

- You're the prettiest woman here.

- You liar.

- Hiya, Bob. How are you?

- Glad you could make it.

Sorry about the meeting tomorrow,

but we've got a crisis.

I understand. My wife Beth.

- Bob Drimmer.

- Pleased to meet you.

- I hope you like sushi.

- I love it.

- How did he hurt his neck?

- Screwing his wife.

- Are you serious?

- You should see his wife.

They took her out on a stretcher.

- You guys are bad.

- Champagne?

Let's go. Champagne for everyone.

- With a twist.

- Four champagnes.

Excuse me. Hi.

How are you keeping?

Excuse me.

Jesus! Thank you. F***.

- Thank you.

- No, thank you.

What cultural event

are we celebrating?

- Some exercise manual.

- Not another one?

This one's different.

Based on ancient Samurai discipline.

Look at this guy.

What is that, part of the ritual?

Hey...

Hi, there.

- If looks could kill...

- You haven't lost your touch.

I think she likes me.

I think you're batting zero for two.

She was undressing me with her eyes.

She had trouble with the buttons.

A signed copy.

- Here you are, ma'am.

- Thank you.

- Can I get a champagne, please?

- You got it.

I'm not saying anything.

I'm not even gonna look.

Was it that bad?

I was glad I wasn't on the receiving

end of that one. Cheers.

I hate it

when guys come on like that.

Jimmy's OK. He's just a little

insecure, like the rest of us.

- My name is Dan Gallagher.

- Alex Forest.

Nice to meet you.

What is your connection here?

I'm an editor at Robbins & Hart.

And you?

I'm with Miller, Goodman and Hurst.

I do your legal work.

I haven't seen you at their office.

I've just been with them

a couple of weeks.

I have to go.

- Is that your wife?

- Yeah.

Better run along.

It was very nice to meet you.

"Obsessed with your body."

What does that mean?

- Give me a break.

- Give you a break?

What does this mean?

How many did you buy?

- Thanks again, Christine.

- Any time.

Goodnight.

Aren't you forgetting something?

Quincy, let's hit it, pal.

You're such a good boy, yes.

You did such good business.

You did good business.

You're the best boy.

Goodnight.

It's just for tonight, honey.

When you see the house,

don't show any interest.

- Otherwise we can't negotiate.

- Stop worrying.

- Ellen, are you chewing gum?

- Why worry? We can't afford it.

Just up the road from Mom and Dad.

- Another reason not to buy it.

- I didn't hear that.

We can't afford the goddamn thing.

Come on. Hold on, honey.

Let's not worry about it.

I haven't seen the damn place yet.

I may not even like it.

Ellen? The gum? Thank you.

Come on, Quincy.

Quincy's got to stay with Daddy.

Daddy's gonna be all alone.

Sorry, Quincy.

Don't forget to walk him.

- I promise.

- I hope you have a good meeting.

- OK. See you tomorrow night.

- Love you.

The third time up,

he looked like a jellyfish.

- Hi, Bob.

- Sorry to ruin your weekend.

- Give my apologies to your wife.

- David.

Help yourself.

- How are you feeling?

- Don't ask. Henry's away.

I asked Alex Forest to stand in.

Anybody know where she is?

She's on her way.

Since we've got some time, tell us

what happened to your neck, Bob.

That's cute. Very cute.

- Sorry I'm late.

- Dan, this is Alex Forest.

- We've met before. Hi.

- Hello.

- OK. Can we get started, Dan?

- Here's the story.

You want to publish a novel

about a Senator from New Jersey

who's fooling around.

A Congressman from Ohio claims

the character's based upon him.

He's filed an injunction.

The Congressman's bald. This guy's

not and he's from a different state.

- Without those books we're screwed.

- Fine.

But to prove that

it's not based on this Congressman,

I have to know the truth.

Now, strictly between

these walls, all right?

Did the author have an affair

with Mr Ohio or not?

Yeah, she did.

But she had a lot of affairs

with other politicians.

Any one of them

could make the same claim.

She swears this character's

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