Uptown Girls Page #5
Feel.
Excuse me? | - Feel.
Egyptian cotton...
...900-thread count.
All right, I'll tell you what.
Maybe we can, like, | date, okay?
Okay.
But it's gonna have to be | a mature adult relationship with...
alarm clocks in the morning... | - I love alarm clocks.
...and work during the day.
We eat with silverware, | knives and forks...
...drink out of glasses...
...do the dishes.
Is it bedtime yet?
Molly, wake up.
I'm sorry.
It's not going to work out.
You spent all night at that guy's | house doing God knows what,
then you come here | and crash at work.
I can't believe you did this to me | after all the strings I pulled.
I know that I'm | an undeserving creep,
but can we please | talk about it over lunch?
No! Our lunch date is canceled. | You can't afford lunch.
Fine, see if I care. | I'll live off of water and sunshine.
You won't have to.
Once again your main man | is gonna come through for ya.
You're gonna get me | a record deal.
Not exactly.
Hi! | - Oh, my God.
You're my new nanny?
Hi, Laraine. | - It's Ray.
Nobody calls me Laraine.
Okay, Ray, I'm Molly.
We met at my birthday party, | remember?
You're late.
By, like, a second.
By three and a half minutes.
I have to take my Aciphex | by 4:26, and it's...4:18 right now.
We'll take it when we get home. | - That's when I take my Colitin.
The agency must really be | getting desperate.
I actually am uniquely qualified | for this position,
having spent so many years
developing my skills | as a people person.
Mission accomplished?
Fruit punch?
Why don't you | just drink cyanide?
At least it's quick.
Damn.
Hang your coat up in there.
What is this, "The Shining"?
Who is that? | - Nobody.
What's wrong with him? | - None of your b-i business.
Shoes!
This is your room?
There's no fooling you, | is there?
It's so...
...orderly.
These are so neat!
I remember when there were | only four models.
I can't believe this. | She's beautiful.
Look at these legs. | - That's Pliing Polly.
Put her back!
How cool is this?
Look at this little tea set!
You don't touch that unless | I happen to invite you to tea.
Look at these cute little scones.
Get away from there.
Well, I say, Lady Sassafras, | would you like some "crme frache"
to go with | your darling pastries?
You just got your germy drool | over my plastic scone, you freako.
Kid, have you ever been | to a shrink?
Since I was three.
What?
Good afternoon, Miss Ray. | Dinner is ready.
There's just nothing | like good help.
You missed a spot.
Isn't doing the dishes what the maid | is supposed to be for?
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