Maid In Manhattan Page #3

and l'd never normally ask, but l'm so....

-It's okay.

-You're such a doll.

Would you run down to Madison

and get me three pairs of pantyhose?

-The concierge usually does that.

-Yes, but it will get lost in translation.

Please. You look like

you're someone...

...who knows the difference

between taupe and caramel.

-Okay.

-Thanks.

Here. Thank you so much.

-Okay.

-Oh, and sorry.

Can you send someone else

to finish the unpacking, please?

-Right away.

-Thanks.

Bye.

Attention! Somebody's coming!

-You think it's gonna rain?

-Maybe. It's possible.

-Hi, where's the fire?

-Nowhere.

I just got sent on an errand.

I'm already late.

-Get these pressed for me?

-Sure, in my spare time.

By the way, two poodles

raiding your cart.

-What?

-Can't be late for Ty!

Mary Anne, if you don't wear

that dress, l'm gonna come over.

I'm gonna go in your closet.

I'm gonna put it on for you.

Wait. Hold on a sec.

Excuse me, miss?

Where are you going?

-In back to see if Carrie's here.

-Carrie's not here.

So could you just step away?

Away.

Away. Away from there.

Thank you.

Hi. Sorry. Okay, so you go first.

No, you! No, you.

Get out.

-Get out.

-Excuse me, just a moment.

You know what? l have customers,

so go on quick.

Yeah. Then what?

No, he didn't.

-No, he didn't.

-Can l just ask you one question?

You know what, ma'am?

You have to wait. Okay?

What? No, a maid.

-I don't know.

-Yo.

-You can't be back here.

-Leezette?

What are you doing?

Being that we're sisters

in the service business...

...and l'm in a rush...

...l'd say you start serving

your low-end customers...

...because that's

the reason you're here.

Unless we're not good enough

for you to service.

In which case,

l'm sure your manager is.

What do you say, ladies?

Am l right or am l right?

-You're right.

-Oh, yes.

-Sorry, Mom.

-Baby, where were you?

Keef, do me a favor.

These go to the goddess

in the Park Suite.

-I got you. Don't forget the bags.

-Thank you.

Are you ready?

-I'm not gonna have time to change.

-Sure you do. We'll be a little late.

No, Ma, we cannot be late, okay?

-Come on.

-I was on time.

Are they here yet?

-Hello?

-Marisa?

Yeah. Marcus. Yeah.

No, l can't hear you.

-When's Ty's speech aaain?

-I'll get it.

In 20 minutes, at 4:00.

-And you cannot be late.

-Well....

Marcus!

-You're just breaking up. What?

-I can't be there. I'm in Miami.

-Please tell me you're kidding.

-I'm in Miami with Muasy.

Don't do this to me, Marcus.

Don't let him get away with it.

Be strong, Marisa.

What am l supposed

to tell him this time?

-This weekend is the holiday.

-I know.

-He's counting on it.

-He'll aet over it.

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