Liar Liar Page #2

What's goin' around ?

- Asian flu ?

- Good one.

- And your mother called.

- l'm on vacation.

- lt's your fifth week.

- Snowed in. Phones are down.

Break mother's heart.

Done. That's it.

- Except Miranda's looking for you.

- [ Groans ]

How much ass do l have to kiss

to make partner ?

- Tell her l broke my leg

and l had to be shot.

- Tell her yourself.

And then send out a notice

of judgement on my win today !

- l'll get right on it.

- Miranda ! Hey, l didn't see you.

You look beautiful today.

Here ! l bought you a gift.

Oh, thanks. l heard about

your victory. Congratulations.

You're making quite an impression

on the partnership committee.

That's right !

You folks are meetin' soon.

l've been so busy,

l haven't even thought about it.

[ Chuckles ]

Anyway. l have a client

in my office.

- Better not keep him waiting.

- Actually, something rather

important's just come up.

Um, you're not busy tonight, are you ?

We're not going, are we ?

Audrey. You know how there are

moments you know are critical ?

- Mm-hmm.

- And choices that have to be made...

- upon which all one's

future happiness will depend ?

- Mm-hmm.

This is one of those moments.

What are you

trying to say ?

Will you marry me ?

- You're moving.

- l know, but l want you

and Max to come with me.

Audrey, l've been giving this

a lot of thought.

You know l'm not prone to wild

flights of romantic fancy.

- Mmm.

- But the thought of you and l

together just makes sense.

Now l'm ready. l think

you're ready. l love Max.

You love Max.

lt's right. lt fits.

So what do you say ?

[ Chuckles ]

[ Keyboard Tapping ]

[ Sighs ]

[ Computer Beeps,

Printer Chatters ]

Hey, creepy.

Happy birthday.

How old are you now,

- l'm five, Dad.

- Okay.

Return the beer keg.

Cancel the dancing girls.

- [ Giggles ]

- l don't know what l'm gonna do.

l feel completely unprepared

for this.

You see, l bought you a present,

but last night...

l accidentally swallowed it.

- Dad, it's in your belly !

- Scalpel.

l hope it's not

partially digested !

Ooh ! Look out !

- Cool ! What is it ?

- Cool !

lt's-- lt's a surprise.

All right, it's a pony.

Just open it !

l'm gonna help,

'cause l can't stand it !

- Baseball stuff !

- Baseball stuff !

Cool ! Can we play ?

l'll be Nomo. You can be

Jose Canseco. Can we play ?

- Absolutely.

- Yeah !

[ Laughs ] Right after your party

tonight, we'll do it.

You and me.

l just have to really

concentrate on this right now.

[ Printer Chattering ]

[ Horn Honks ]

Hi !

Hey ! Happy birthday.

- Thanks, Mom.

- Happy birthday, Max !

One, two, three, four, five.

And one for good luck !

He struck the child.

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