The Sweeter Side of Life
- TV-G
- Year:
- 2013
- 81 min
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Mmm!
Woke up on a summer day
The birds above
come out to play
They're chirping
outside my window
La da da da
The sun is shining
in the sky
I think I know
the reason why
And it's okay
It's so fine
Everything will
be just fine
It's time to shine
It's a beautiful day
It's a beautiful day
Won't let anything
in the way
No more rain
No more clouds
No more doubt
It's a beautiful day
It's a beautiful day
Won't let anything
in the way
No more rain
No more clouds
No more pain
No more frowns
It's a beautiful day
Andrei, door.
Sure, sure.
Hmm... Mrs. Crosby.
Eating again?
- Hello, Coco.
- Good morning.
- Good morning, Mrs. Harper.
- Hi, Andrei.
Your husband was
out of here early.
- Hmm. Such is the life of a surgeon.
- Yes, indeed.
- Bye-bye.
- Bye-bye.
It's a beautiful day
It's a beautiful day
Won't let anything
in the way
No more rain
No more clouds
No more doubt
It's a beautiful day
It's a beautiful day
Won't let anything
in the way
It's a beautiful day
Oh, my.
What's the weight limit
for Spandex?
120, tops.
- Come on, Desiree!
- Whoo! Whoops!
You call that a punch?
You're hitting
like a girlie girl.
Come on, Desiree!
Come on!
Neutralize your opponent!
Oh!
Oh. Sorry.
I love it.
Lunch at one?
Absolutely!
Cheers.
So, Lana,
tell us about Rudolpho.
Mm. It's Renaldo.
And I just found out he has a wife
and three kids back in Argentina.
Who cares as long as his family
stays over there, right?
I'd care.
Oh, my gosh, it's Dr. Fisher,
best surgeon in town.
Ah!
Dr. Fisher! Hi!
Cheers.
Bye-bye.
Oh, Mrs. Harper!
- Let me get your bag.
- Thank you, Andrei.
Oh, they're heavy.
How are you?
Ah, you should see the summer
collection at Coccinelle.
Really. I can't wait.
Hummus and carrots for him.
Dr. Harper's office.
- Hi, Linda.
- Hi, Desiree.
So is my husband
on his way home?
Uh, didn't he text you?
No, no, no,
I didn't get his text.
He had a last-minute
surgery.
He has a last-minute surgery?
- It was a bunion flare-up.
- Tonight?
Yes, tonight. Would you
like me to leave a message?
Oh. Uh, no, no, um...
no message.
All right.
Thanks.
Happy Anniversary, Wade.
You all right?
Do I look all right?
You know, Desiree,
you shouldn't consume so much dairy.
Oh, really, Doctor?
Well, let me see.
Maybe it's the Cristal
that I had,
by myself, on our anniversary.
Our anniversary?
How could you forget?
Desiree...
I'm leaving you.
What?
I'm in love
with my acupuncturist.
You've been getting
acupuncture?
- Yes.
- But...
you hate pain.
It isn't really painful.
It's quite relaxing, actually.
She's very gentle.
I don't care if she puts you
into a tantric coma!
I meant to tell you sooner.
- Sooner? - We've been seeing
Well, that's very sneaky of you.
What's her name?
Olive.
Olive. Like...
the cocktail condiment?
How old is she?
I can see that you're not
taking this very well.
How old is she, Wade?
Twenty.
Just stop before things
get any worse!
"Worse?" How could
things get any worse?
Wade wants a divorce,
and you don't get a dime.
How is that possible?
against my vehement protests,
signed a pre-nup,
which is the nastiest,
most malignant piece of one-sided schlock
ever been drafted
on the island of Manhattan.
Thank you, Eddie.
That makes me feel so much better.
Anything else?
Well, yeah.
He's also filed
a restraining order against you.
- What?
- Apparently,
you turned into
some kind of crazed ninja
over his Grape Nuts.
It was All Bran.
Who cares?
And I didn't strangle him.
Much.
I don't even know you
anymore, Desiree.
Whatever happened to that
that I kissed in the boys' bathroom
back at Flemville Elementary?
Oh, for goodness sakes, Eddie!
We were twelve! You're supposed
to be my lawyer. Do something!
I'm trying. Okay?
I'm in the process of negotiating
the retrieval of your personal
belongings from your former dwelling
in the presence
of a law enforcement officer.
"Former dwelling?"
Yeah. You gotta surrender
your keys to the penthouse.
What?
And the ring.
No!
Let go.
How am I supposed
to sustain myself?
Have you forgotten that your parents
practically hocked the family business
to send you to Columbia?
Maybe it's time
to dust off that MBA of yours.
Perfect. I can just hear
the interview now.
"Oh, what kind of work
experience have you acquired
over the last 15 years
Mrs. Harper?"
"Well, none, but I am quite
an accomplished shopper. "
You have a place to stay?
Crash on my couch.
Thanks,
but my girlfriends
will be fighting over me.
- Morgan.
- What's going on?
- You heard?
- Unbelievable.
Oh, yes! Listen...
We were just leaving
for the country house.
You're going to the
Hamptons? That's perfect!
I can watch your penthouse
while you're gone.
The building doesn't allow
strangers in the apartment.
But surely your husband
would trust me.
How's Wade's throat?
Oh. Uh, Wade's throat is fine.
So he's not pressing charges?
No, he's not pressing charges.
- Hi, Lana. You got my message?
- Uh-huh.
- So I can stay with you?
- No, honey, I'm with Fabio.
- Who's Fabio?
- You know, the one from Spain.
Oh. Well, that's no problem.
You won't even know I'm there.
He cooks in the nude.
Oh. That would be awkward.
Sasha? I'm desperate.
All I'm asking is to sleep
in your maid's room.
That's Fluffy's room.
I don't care
if your cat's in there.
I love Fluffy.
He's so sensitive.
Any little change,
he stops eating.
Listen, missy. Who nursed you
through your last eye job?
I can't believe
you just said that!
Are you blackmailing me?
No, I am not trying
to blackmail you! I would never!
- Well, it sounded like it to me.
- Oh, come...
Hello? Hello?
Out of the road! Get back!
Watch it! Ohh!
Oh!
Ah!
Oh!
May I help you?
I'd like a room, please.
Do you have a reservation?
No, this is
an involuntary visit.
I'm afraid we're sold out.
Can you...
Can you please...
Can you please check?
Just in case.
All right, but I'm
absolutely certain.
Please.
Ah! Mr. Pitbull
just canceled.
- Oh!
- So the Imperial Suite is available
at $3,250... per night.
Sold! Oh, you have no idea
what a horrible day I've had.
What I need is
a new pair of shoes,
a hot bath,
and a Porterhouse steak.
I'm terribly sorry.
Your card has been declined.
That's impossible.
It has no credit limit.
Please, try again.
Oh. Yes, right away.
W-What are you doing?
I have been instructed
to destroy your card.
You know, good luck.
It's made out of titanium.
I don't suppose
you'd comp me a room.
No!
I didn't think so.
How 'bout your place?
Hey!
I was joking!
He's not even my type!
complaint department.
You are all in big trouble!
Oh, no.
Daddy.
I'm so happy to see you.
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