What Happens Next

My day starts at 6:30 AM.

I don't need an alarm clock.

I wake up everyday

and dress for my role as CEO.

That means 50

tailored suits at all times.

Right now I have 54.

Dress shirts,

very important - 128.

Crisp white, always best;

An occasional

pale yellow or blue.

Now a tie says

everything about a man.

Silk...

Ties should only be silk.

Eighty stripes, a dozen soft.

Oh, and one rogue paisley

my sister bought me

in Palm Beach.

Probably hammered at noon.

Shoes:

Black and brown.

Lace-up only.

Well, if this all sounds

like much of the same,

it's because it is...

my routine, my life,

my business.

Served me well for 31 years...

Yet today

I am cashing it all in.

And for the first time

in my life

I'll be working

for someone else.

That's a big change for me...

and I'm not real good

with change...

As you can tell.

Um, too tight.

More.

More.

Stop, too thin.

Go back...

Again...

That's it. Freeze.

Nice.

You're done, thank you.

- Darling, you're late!

- What?

Yes! Remember?

Party tonight.

You go, get dressed, hurry.

Yes, all right.

Jason, what are you doing?

I said leave it right here.

Hello!

Can we have more?

I think we have more.

Go!

Do I have to do

everything myself?

[Knock on door]

Yes.

You never could

tie a proper knot.

Here, let me.

What am I gonna do, sis?

Silly question.

You enjoy the company

of your friends, darling.

I'm not talking about tonight.

I'm talking about tomorrow.

What are you

trying to say, Paulie?

They retired me today.

- What!

- Yes.

Oh, Christ.

Okay, I'm gonna have

a nervous breakdown.

- Can they do that?

- They can and they did.

Yeah, but do we

still get the money?

Yes, we get the money.

Oh, okay... Okay.

Then you know what? So what!

You are a successful man.

And that's what we are here

to celebrate tonight - you.

My gorgeous brother.

All right, you ready?

I'm ready.

Let's knock 'em dead.

Here he is people,

the toast of the town.

[Applause]

Thank you very much.

Albert...

Good to see you.

Thank you. Nice tuxedo.

Congratulations, darling!

Oh, thank you very much!

You remember my sister, Irene.

Irene, as beautiful as ever!

How long has it been?

- Every bit of ten years.

- Ten years?

I don't think

I've been back east

since Bonnie's wedding.

Well, if you'll excuse me,

I'm going to find Ben,

while you two, uh, catch up.

You look well.

Thank you.

It really is good to see you.

How's Glen?

Dating a 12-year-old.

Where's a rock

when you need one?

I'm so sorry.

I had no idea.

You know, I just met her.

She calls herself Sky.

- Sky?

- Yeah.

Does she look gorgeous

or what?

Ageless.

You are a good liar, Paul Greco.

- Mr. Paul?

- Yes.

I think we're all set here now.

We'll be heading out.

Oh! I'll walk you out.

- Ladies, if you'll excuse me.

- Surely.

You look fabulous.

So what did he say?

You told him

you were separated, right?

He was very sweet.

Well, if he doesn't

make a move he's crazy.

You are perfect for him!

Even so, don't expect much.

Sally said she dated him

for six months and nada!

Much what?

Come on.

What?

Sex...

Sally said there was never

anything more than a kiss.

Six months!

You know what?

Listen to me.

I heard that

about Paul before anyway.

Well, I haven't.

And let me tell you,

Sally is not Irene.

Picked up this marvelous

minute repeater last week.

Looks like a watch to me.

It's about the complication, Al.

The more complicated

the more expensive?

- Exactly.

- I'll stick to simple.

You always have...

Maybe a little complication

wouldn't be so bad.

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