Maid In Manhattan

Come on. Get your coat.

We gotta go.

-You have everything?

-Yeah.

Hurry up, sweetie. We're late.

Ty. Today, pap.

You're killing me, Ty.

Right now, you're killing Mommy.

-Okay, let's go.

-It's not my fault, Mom.

You want to do

your speech for me?

Ty! Hello? That's better.

You don't have to listen

to that 24 hours a day.

Wait. It's Simon and Garfunkel.

That's why l tell you to tie your shoes.

I know. I'm sorry. Oh, my God.

-You can't just turn them off, Mom.

-I understand, baby. Come on.

-Careful of the puddle.

-Why'd they break up?

-Who?

-Simon and Garfunkel.

You got me.

You can Google it at school.

Let's go.

Will l get in trouble

if l didn't give my speech?

Because l'm not really feeling it.

What do you mean? You've been

working all summer on that speech.

-I can't wait to hear it.

-It's boring.

Not to me or to abuela

or to your dad.

I thought we were meeting him after.

No way. He's coming, and then you

guys are going camping. Remember?

He's gonna be late,

and then everyone will see.

Look, he knows what time it starts.

Don't worry, he'll be there.

-Hey, look at me.

-What?

-You got something on your face there.

-Where?

-Right there.

-Ma! Mom! Mom, no! Stop!

There it is. I got it!

-Hey, guys. How's it going?

-Hey, Ty.

What's up?

The speech thing is at 4:00.

I know. Come here.

You got something on your face.

-Mom!

-What?

-Please.

-I'm sorry. Mr. Cool Guy.

I love you.

Have a good day.

-Morning, Marisa.

-What's up, Cora? How my diamonds?

-They're hanging with your rubies.

-I like the sound of that.

-Just made it, Marisa.

-I always do.

-Good morning, Marisa.

-What's up, Keef?

How's the weather?

Sunshine. That's nice.

Anything good on?

He opened the door for the paper.

The wife just pushed him out.

That nasty butt first thing

in the morning, l'd kick him out too.

Oh, my God. Wait a minute. He's

one of mine, the lactose intolerant.

I like how you name the people.

What do you call me

behind my back, l wonder.

Yeah. Can l get a robe to the

Charles Suite ASAP? Thank you.

I call you God because you see

everything and you still smile.

-I'm cool with that. I surely am.

-I'll see you later, Keef.

A Beresford maid is expedient.

A Beresford maid is thorough.

A Beresford maid serves with a smile.

And above all, a Beresford maid

strives to be invisible.

Maybe we can disappear

one day altogether.

You know what l just heard?

Christina? History after the 1 st.

Christina kitchen or

Christina assistant manager?

Assistant manager.

You know what that means?

Somebody else is gonna be

busting my ass on the 2nd.

Wrong. It means we're gonna

need an assistant manager.

-Yo, Barb, we still on for happy hour?

-Ten hours and counting.

Hey, Marisa, you here?

Can l finish getting dressed,

please? Thank you.

You're the one who keeps

talking about being a manager.

All l'm saying is, it could be you.

They're not gonna make

a maid a manager.

Why not? Today's a new day.

Anything's possible.

You know what l'm saying?

Friday morning, people!

Lots to do. Heads up.

Mr. Bextrum has an announcement

to make. Mr. Bextrum.

Christina Howard's promotion created

a vacancy that we've decided to fill...

...with in-house personnel.

-Perhaps one of our butlers.

-Excuse me, Mr. Bextrum, sir?

-Yes, Miss Kehoe?

-Can a maid apply?

Technically, if an employee's been

here for three consecutive years...

...he or, indeed, she,

is qualified to apply.

So yes. Sure. Absolutely.

Why not? Anything is possible.

You hear that?

The man said anything's possible.

Yeah, l guess he did.

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