Wrongfully Accused

Good evening, Miss Lake.

Aaah!

This is so sad.

Ryan! Ryan! Ryan! Ryan!

Please, let me through.

Please.

Bravo, I say!

Ryan rules!

Congratulations.

Thank you, thank you.

Here you go.

Mitsubishi.

Mr. Harrison...

...here you go.

Ryan! Ryan! Ryan! Ryan!

Ryan! Ryan! Ryan!

Thank you, thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Nice talking with you.

Cass Lake.

No, Ryan Harrison.

You're mixing me up with some woman.

I'd love to have you

sit for me some time.

Are you a dog trainer?

No, portraits.

I've seen every one of your concerts.

Your music moved me.

Nothing like a good movement.

Oh, Allah!

Oh, my balls!

Muslim prayers.

That must be east.

Well, excuse me.

My hand!

Hibbing Goodhue.

Maestro Harrison, welcome.

Thank you for inviting me.

I need to talk to you.

Cass, I have guests.

It's been a privilege

sponsoring your concerts.

I'm eternally grateful to my husband for

bringing you into my life, Mr. Harrison.

I think this deserves a kiss,

don't you?

I've never missed one of your concerts.

Hibbing, however,

wasn't at Friday's.

It was a high colonic.

Yes, a Jewish holiday.

Mazel tov.

I'll just round us up some drinks.

How dare you?

How could you ignore my note?

All I want is for you to reconsider.

Hibbing, please.

- Ryan.

- Oh, stuff and nonsense!

Go dash a mineral water in your face

and buck up!

You deserve a real man's drink.

Bottoms up.

I know mine will be.

- Good-bye, darling!

- Have a safe flight.

Could you please open the gates for me?

Never mind!

Ryan, what are you doing?

Your dog certainly has

a surprised look on his face.

Well, that's because

you're looking at his butt.

Uh... oh.

Then he's certainly not going to enjoy

that treat that I just fed to him.

Well, I guess I'd better be...

I don't think so.

Now they're safe.

I thought I might go for a swim.

Would you care to join me?

I have a suit for you.

Mrs. Goodhue...

...I think that we should

say good-bye now.

No, please.

My head is spinning like a dreidel

in a sandstorm. I should go...

Kissing you makes me think

about your husband.

You do like women?

Of course.

But you're a married one.

I'm not.

Hibbing won't be back for three days.

Stay?

You don't know what you're missing.

I used to lick envelopes for a living.

Those long manila ones.

I'm not wearing any underwear.

Ohh!

Intruder, intruder.

Step away from the car.

Step away from the car.

System deactivated.

Get into the car.

Get into the car.

Get into the car.

Ryan, darling, why are you leaving me?

Hibbing is out of town.

If I don't see you tonight,

I'm prepared to take my own life.

I am desperate!

And I'm out of milk.

Can you pick up a half gallon

of two percent on the way?

Yours in adultery, Lauren.

Ruth Kimball, in New York.

And I'm speaking with

United Nations Secretary General...

...Sir Robert McKintire.

I'd like to thank our friend, Hibbing

Goodhue, for arranging this interview.

Hibbing has been my good friend

since our school days at...

...Cherry Pants-upon-Buttocks.

He's invited you to come to Columbia

Heights to make an important speech.

A speech that will have terrorists

peeing their pants.

Quite.

I am forming

a multinational strike force...

...whose sole purpose is to tear at

the very heart of terrorism...

...by seeking out and destroying their

sanctuaries and training compounds.

I will be placing every terrorist

on alert...

...that their days are indeed numbered.

Yes!

...a lesbian...

...oral...

...used to masturbate...

...nymphomaniac Siamese twins...

...who cheat with

each other's husbands.

But first, it's official!

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