Six Days Seven Nights Page #3

- Hey.

- Ow. [Chuckles]

Hey, I'm... I'm getting

a little toasty here.

You want me to put some

cream on you, honey?

You'd do that for me?

You'd cream me up?

[Laughs]

Only for you. Where is it?

Excuse me. Miss Monroe?

You have a phone call.

- I do?

- You could take it at the bar.

- What... Who would be calling you here?

- I have no idea. I'll be back.

- Could I get two mai tais, please?

- Yes, ma'am.

Thank you. Hello?

Look, I know you're on vacation,

but this is a dire emergency.

- Oh, no.

- The photo shoot's on, but it's

an availability nightmare.

Vendela and Evander Holyfield

only have a mutual 17-hour window.

If we don't get them now,

nobody's available for four months...

and we lose them

for the May cover.

There's gotta be somebody closer

whose life you can screw up.

That's the ironic thing, dear.

There's not.

Vendela's in Sydney.

Evander's in Osaka.

I threw Taylor on a plane

this morning to Papeete.

- Tahiti?

- Yes. They're all coming to you.

All you have to do

is fly back to Tahiti, babysit

the shoot, fly back out.

- Fifteen hours at the most.

- Look, this is complicated.

Uh... Frank proposed

to me last night.

Oh, my God! This is so exciting!

Sweetie, I'm so happy for you!

Well, I'm glad,

but the point is...

what kind of message am I sending to

Frank if the day after our betrothal...

I'm leaving him to go

on some photo shoot?

An excellent message.

This is the perfect opportunity

to establish parameters.

Oh, God.

I read somewhere

that 38.6%% % of all women...

are pressured into quitting their jobs

in the first year of marriage.

Marjorie, you read that

in our magazine, and we made it up.

Oh, please, Robin, please.

Please, please, Robin. Please.

Deal.

Oh, good!

Do you have a way back to Tahiti?

Oh, yeah. I can...

[Groans]

- [Moaning]

- [Patting]

Feels good? Yeah?

- [Moaning Continues]

- [Massaging Continues]

- [Moans Loudly]

- Don't move a muscle.

- Lay down. Stay.

- [Moans]

- Hi.

- Oh, hi.

- I'm looking for...

- Quinny, it's for you.

- Hi there.

- Ohh.

I'm really sorry to interrupt you.

I sort of have an emergency.

Emergency?

What's goin' on?

Well, my boss called me, and she

wants me to go to Tahiti tonight.

Well, uh, I'm sort of

on my layover here.

Right. Would $500

cut your layover short?

Um...

Baby, wanna go

to Papeete?

I can't. I have a show tonight.

Tuesday is Tamure night.

Uh, it's Tamure night.

My hands are tied.

Oh. That's for later.

[Chuckles]

You know, I'm stuck. I, l...

This is really important.

You'd be doing me a tremendous favour.

How would 700 be?

Okay.

- Yeah?

- Yeah.

- Great.

- I'll meet you at the plane,

and give me an hour.

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