Wedding Bells Page #3

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Grudgingly, one point--

ranch dressing.

[cell phone chimes]

Ugh. I can't even look.

It just keeps getting worse.

Good thing my parents

own their apartment

or they'd be on the street,

Or living with us.

What am I gonna do?

I know that

I'm being insane.

It's just

a lot to process.

[phone vibrates]

What was that?

Nothing.

Barneys wants first

right of refusal

on my winter line.

That's amazing!

That's awesome.

Why aren't you

jumping up and down?

[Nick]:
Yeah!

Mostly because

I don't like anything

I'm designing

and probably won't have

anything for them,

then I'll end up

selling v-neck T-shirts

on the subway.

Maybe getting out of the city

will inspire you.

I got it.

Yes. I want to do this.

Can't wait

to see the inn.

And Charlie.

It's been awhile.

Yeah. It's been

a while for me, too.

[Amy]:
Did you really

grow up there?

[Nick]:
Afraid so.

Ahem. Be right back.

Ladies' room.

[James]:
Nick wasn't always

this trend-setting

New York chef.

Sorry.

Use this one.

[Amy]:

Must have been fun, though,

growing up with

all those people around.

Yeah, he was

the best bellboy

the Berkshires

ever saw.

Yeah. [chuckles]

Easy.

Okay.

Thank you.

Thank you...

Thank you.

Thank you.

[James]:

The number one employee...

In fact, he also made

an excellent housekeeper.

Did you just

say I was "fat"

or did you say

"in fact"?

Well, both.

Brought it

back for you.

-Thank you.

-Thanks, Amy.

[Molly]:
Everybody ready?

Let's go.

Let's go.

[Hushed]:
Hey! That was

really cool, by the way.

I don't know what

you're talking about.

[]

What a mess.

It's not the Plaza.

It's fine!

It's perfect.

-Oh, thanks.

-You're welcome.

Well, here we go.

-Hey, Dad.

-Good to see you, Nick.

What's up with them?

It's complicated.

Jimmy.

Hey, Charlie!

Good to see you.

Lookin' good.

Yeah. Sure.

You must be Amy.

Nick told me what

happened. I'm sorry.

Thank you.

It's nice to meet you.

Charlie Turner.

Molly Quinn.

I'm Amy's best friend.

Oh... I thought

you were Nick's latest.

Nope.

Okay,

let's go inside.

These roses are stunning!

I water 'em.

They grow.

Use 'em in the wedding,

if you want.

Thank you!

That was sweet.

They are beautiful.

Do you really think we can

make this place work?

Only one way to find out.

[Nick]:
It's even worse

than I remembered.

[Amy]:

Uh, Mr. Turner--

Call me Charlie.

Charlie.

I was wondering

how many rooms

you have here?

Ten.

Uh, well, nine.

Nick's room is still full

of his stuff.

That sounds

interesting.

What? It's not like some weird

shrine to me, or anything.

I just haven't picked up

my boxes.

All right,

can keep this going?

My afternoon nap

isn't gonna take itself.

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