Something's Gotta Give (2003) Script

* Come, my lady Come, come, my lady *

* You're my butterfly Sugar, baby *

* Come, my lady Come, come, my lady *

* You're my butterfly Sugar, baby *

* Such a sexy, sexy Pretty little thing *

* Fierce nipple pierce

* You got me sprung With your tongue ring *

* And I ain't gonna lie 'cause Your lovin' gets me high *

* So to keep you by my side

* There's nothin' That I won't try *

* Butterflies in her eyes And looks to kill *

* Time is passin' I'm asking Could this be real? *

* 'Cause I can't sleep I can't hold still *

* The only thing I really know Is she got sex appeal *

* I can feel Too much is never enough *

* You're always there To lift me up *

* When these times get rough

* I was lost now I'm found Ever since you've been around *

* You're the woman that I want So yo, I'm puttin' it down *

* Come, my lady Come, come, my lady *

* You're my butterfly Sugar, baby *

* Come, my lady You're my pretty baby *

* I'll make your legs shake You make me go crazy *

* Come, my lady Come, come, my lady *

* You're my butterfly Sugar, baby *

* Come, my lady You're my pretty baby *

* I'll make your legs shake You make me go crazy *

* Come, my lady Come, come, my lady *

* You're my butterfly Sugar, baby *

* Come, my lady You're my pretty baby *

* I'll make your legs shake You make me go crazy *

* Come, my lady Come, come, my lady *


The sweet, uncomplicated satisfaction of the younger woman.

That fleeting age when everything just falls right into place.

It's magic time, and it can render any man anywhere, absolutely helpless.

Some say I'm an expert on the younger woman.

Guess that's because I've been dating them for over 40 years.

So, baby, you're rich?

Well, my mother is.

Sort of. I mean, not really.

If she lives within a mile of here, she's rich.

Well, I guess a hit play will buy you a house in the Hamptons.

I'd like to meet your mother. No, you wouldn't.

I mean she's great. She's totally brilliant, but she's not your type.

You're overlooking one of the great things about me.

I don't have a type.

She's over 30.

Oh, what?

Like you don't know you have a slight reputation for...


For never dating anyone over 30.

It just so happens, my dear, that women of a certain age don't date me.

You ever think of it that way? No.

It's always me.



I'll call back Monday.

Say you couldn't find me.


I'll, uh, call her later.

No, no, I have the number.


Make a right. It's the second driveway on the left.



It's the perfect beach house.

So, what are we gonna do out here, just the two of us, for two whole days?

Tell me the truth.

Are you at all glad we waited?



But I'm extremely glad we're finally gonna do...

Wanna go for a swim?

How long will it take you to change?

Thirty seconds. Really?

That long?

Oh, Har, by the way, no smoking in the house.

My mom doesn't allow it.

But she allows you to strip in the front yard?

Bring guys you're dating here to...?

She doesn't know everything I do or when I do it or where I do it.

Okay. The fabulous two-story living room, which, I predict, we will spend absolutely no time in whatsoever.

It's a knockout. Thank you.

I'm very good at giving this tour, by the way, although I've never actually done it while taking off my clothes.


Behind me, the requisite Hamptons deck complete with pool and ocean view.

Your pants, please.

Ladies first.

* You know it drives me crazy *

* Then I think of you

* I just go Ooh, ooh *


* I won't deny you baby

You know, when I first started auctioneering, someone told me if I was nervous, I should just picture the audience in their underwear.

This gives that a whole new meaning.

You're not nervous now, are you?

I'm always a little nervous.

So put on your bathing suit.

I brought us some champagne. I'll put it on ice.

No, I know. I can't do anything...

Oh, God! What is this? Okay.

Okay, you stay where you are. We have a knife.

Do you live here? Look, mister.

I am gonna dial 911, and you are not gonna move.

Zoe, hand me the phone. You don't understand.

I'm your daughter's friend. Yeah, I don't think so.

My daughter is in the city.

And you, what, you like wander in here, high on ecstasy?

Honestly, if you'd just... No! Just stay there.

I was in the Israeli army. I can break you in half.

Hello. Yes! Yes, I have an intruder in my house.

29 Daniels Lane, Sagaponack...

I'm dating your daughter, Marin.

She invited me here for the weekend.

She's in her room right now, changing.

You're dating my daughter?

Now, who would have thought that would be worse news?


Uh, yeah, sorry. False alarm.

No, he's not a burglar.

He's dating my daughter.

Mom, I had no idea you were coming out this weekend because you said you had to write.

Well, I do, honey, but I thought I would do it out here.

I'm an idiot, I should have told you I was bringing someone out.

I'm sorry. I should've told you we were coming.

Obviously. Anyway, here we are.

Hello, I'm the mother.

Harry Sanborn. How are you?

Oh, God, sorry. This is my friend Harry.

Harry, my mom, Erica. My aunt Zoe.

Sorry about that.

We just totally spur-of-the-moment decided to just get out of the city for a couple days.

Mm-hm, Good, that's good.

Um, honey, does, uh, Harry have a robe?

You know what?

I think I should just take off, let you gals enjoy your weekend and...

Ah. What?


No, no! Oh, I'm sorry.

Of course, don't do that. That's silly.

Zoe and I will leave and you and Harry stay.

And, um, Harry.

I'm sorry. I apologize about the near arrest.

Oh. You were very impressive. Very strong.

Very, uh... macho.

Well, I don't think I was exactly macho.

Trust me, if I ever catch a guy in his underwear in my refrigerator I hope I'm half the man you were, Mrs. uh...

Mrs. uh... Right, okay. Whatever.

All righty, then, I'm definitely gonna hit the road.

Ladies, sensational meeting you.


Give me a call. Hold on, hold on, let's not get so dramatic here. What are we, four teenagers?

We're sophisticated people.

Why don't we all just stay for the weekend.

Your mother has work to do, I have papers to grade.

You'll do your thing, whatever that may be, and if we wanna hang out together, we'll hang out together. If we don't, we don't.

There's no reason we should all give up this spectacular weekend.


I can handle it. I can totally handle it.

I mean, well, I can handle it.

Bonjour, Madame Barry. Bonjour, Annie.


She started taking French lessons after she and my dad split up.

Part of her "keep busy, don't look back" program.

Now she's practically fluent. Marin!


Okay. Not bad.

Well, yeah. I am fluent.

I'll be right back.

It's an epidemic.

Buy some things.

How about pasta salad?

We had that last night.

We did? I don't remember. Sure. Yeah!

Why don't we get a spread and put it on.

Merci, madam.


Oh, sorry.

Sorry about that.

My fault. No. It's fine, it's fine.

So, Harry, what do you do?

I'm one of the owners of a record company, among other things.

Really, which record company?

Drive-By Records.

Drive-By Records?

Is that a joke?

I mean, what is that?

It's a hip-hop label.


Oh, rap. Right, right. Well, that's, uh, interesting.

Let me see if I get where you're headed here.

I'm sorry, but look, I hate rap. I do. I really do.

It's just sort of crude and violent for my taste not to mention just a tad misogynistic.

Hey, some people see rap as poetry.

Yeah, but come on, how many words can you rhyme with "bitch"?

Next, please.

How we doing?

Should have left when she tried to arrest me.

So, Mom, how's the new play?

Are you getting happy with it?

Well, you know the thing about me.

I'm 90 percent hard work, 10 percent talent.

And so far, the talent part hasn't exactly kicked in yet.

Uh-huh. Right.

What's your play about? About?

Well, I'm not exactly sure, which is a bit of a problem.

But so far, it's about a divorced woman, a writer.

She's this high-strung, over-amped, controlling, know-it-all neurotic...

Who's incredibly cute and lovable.


It's a comedy.

So... how did you two meet?

At a wine auction at Christie's.

Harry was the big buyer of the night.

I kept raising my paddle just to get her to smile at me.

Before I knew it, I bought the entire collection.

I mean, every known bottle of Chateau Margaux.

After that, the least she could do was share a bottle with me.

Ever been married, Harry?


No, I haven't. Mom.

Wow. Now, why do you think that is?

Well, some people just don't fit the mold, and so far, you know...

Hey, if it ain't broke...

Exactly. Wait a second.

Aren't you like a famous bachelor?

Well, I wouldn't say I'm famous.

Yeah, didn't I read an article about you in New York magazine?

I guess some people find it interesting that I've escaped the noose for so long.

That was the title of the article, "The Escape Artist."

I read that article. That was you?

Well, you were once engaged to someone really big.

Who was it? Joan Collins? No. No.

Wait a minute okay, Carly Simon?

Yeah, somebody cool like that.

Somebody like that. Not Martha Stewart.

No! Not Martha Stewart! No. You could just ask him.

No, this is more fun.

It's like I'm not here.

Harry was once engaged to Diane Sawyer.

What? Right.

Diane Sawyer. I love her.

I'm impressed. Yeah.

Women your age love that about me.

You know what I mean. Yes, I do.

I mean, it's not a bad thing to say, "women your age."

Oh, no. I'm sure it was a compliment.

It's just, uh...

An accurate observation. It's...

So when was this?

The engagement? Long time ago.

She was this adorable, lanky girl from Kentucky with the greatest pair of legs I have ever seen.

Never understood her ending up on a job where she never showed them.

You can't be serious.

I mean, she's Diane Sawyer.

She goes into caves in Afghanistan with a shmatte on her head. Who cares about her legs?

You know what?

I hate to eat and run, but...

No! No, wait. No.

Come on. This is really fascinating, what's going on at this table.

Zoe teaches women's studies at Columbia.

Okay. So this is gonna hurt.

No. Look, let's take you and Erica for example. Zoe...

Harry, you've been around the block a few times. Am I right?

What are you, around 60?



Never married, which, as we know, if you were a woman, would be a curse.

You'd be an old maid, a spinster. Blah, blah, blah.

So instead of pitying you, they write articles about you.

Celebrate your never marrying.

You're elusive and ungettable, a real catch.

Then, there's my gorgeous sister here.

No, wait. What...? Look, please...

No, this is interesting.

Look at her. She is so accomplished.

The most successful female playwright since who?

Lillian Hellman?

She's over 50, divorced, and she sits in night after night after night because available guys her age want something...

Forgive me for saying this honey, but they want somebody that looks like Marin.

So, the whole over-50 dating scene is geared towards men leaving older women out.

And as a result, the women become more and more productive. and therefore, more and more interesting.

Which, in turn, makes them even less desirable because as we know, men, especially older men, are threatened and deathly afraid of productive and interesting women. It is just so clear.

Single older women as a demographic are about as fucked a group as can ever exist.

Oh, God!

What are you, possessed?

How could you say those things?

It seemed really obvious to me, the injustice of it.

Thank God men die younger than us.

It's the only break we get. Then you know what?

Write a dissertation on it.

But don't announce to the world that I stay in night after night after night... And by the way, one "night after night" would have been enough.

Did you ever realize that I stay in as a part of my job?

And why do you think I married the director of my plays?

He was the only man I ever saw.

And anyway, I like staying in, and I like this time in my life.

Why do I have to defend myself?

I was married for 20 years. I'm done.

What the hell was that?

I'm sorry, I thought I was onto something.

Honey, what are you doing with this guy?

He's old. He's chauvinistic.

He's fun. He's fun?

I mean, how is he fun? He's, like, wrong.

Yeah, wrong can be fun. No. Not this wrong.

He's actually incredibly smart and fascinating.

If you talked to him about something other than his marital status you would have found out how smart he is, he owns, like, 10 different companies.

What does that mean, he owns 10 different companies?

It means he can't commit. That's what it means.

Not that, God forbid, I want him to commit.

Oh, yeah, that I get.

Anyway, he said he thought you two were very spontaneous and nice.

And then he said he's leaving as soon as the sun comes up.

What, his car doesn't have headlights?

Wait a minute.

I have no right to get this nuts.

I'm sorry.

He's your friend, he's not mine.

I'm sorry and love you.

I love you more.

No chance in hell he said we were nice.

Please. None.

* I've been really trying baby *

What are they listening to?

I don't care.

* For so long Marvin Gaye? Uh-huh.

* And if you feel Like I feel *

* Let's get it on Ow!

Will you stop that?

* Let's get it on That's disgusting, Zoe. Stop it!



I know she'll never see him after this weekend. She can't commit either.

He does sound fun.

Admit it. He's got something. You felt it, right?

Okay, this is nuts.


Did she say, "Mom"?

Mom, hurry! Ah!


I don't know what happened. We were fooling around.

And then he just said he felt funny, then he just collapsed.

Harry, what is it?

I'm okay. I'm fine.

Does your chest hurt?

It's like an elephant's sitting on it.

Call 911, tell them to send an ambulance.

Marin, now!

Oh, my God! What are you doing?


Oh, you fucking guy.

Yes, we need an ambulance right away, please!

29 Daniels Lane, Sagaponack.

Come on, Harry! Look at me! Look at me, Harry!

9, 10, 11, 12...

* Life can be

* Ooh ooh ooh We got him. Apparent cardiac arrest.

Sinus check, 120.

BP? 150 over 95.

41. Right here? On three.

All right. Careful.

We've already got a line in.

Switch over to monitors. How we doing here?

Doc, he's had 30 minutes of chest pain, nausea, shortness of breath.

Pulse, 104. Respiration's 18.

Let's get a CBC, CMB, cardiac panel and 12-lead EKG.

Yes, Doctor. Mr. Sanborn, I'm Dr. Mercer.

Are you in any pain right now?

I feel some pressure in my chest.

It's real tight.

You show me where the pain is. Right here.

What were you doing when the pain started?

I was kissing a beautiful woman.

Were you having intercourse?

Unfortunately, no.

Sense of humor intact. Yeah.

Give him an aspirin, metoprolol, 5 milligrams, hang a nitro drip.

Mr. Sanborn? Yeah.

Your EKG shows you have a blocked artery which is not allowing enough oxygen to get to the heart muscle.

I'm having a heart attack?

We're gonna stop it, but I need to know what medications you take.

I take Lipitor. Chew this.

Anything else?

And a white one for blood pressure.

And what about Viagra?

Mr. Sanborn, did you take any Viagra today?

Mr. Sanborn? No.

No Viagra.

Okay, good, just need to be sure.

Because I put nitroglycerin into your drip.

And if you had taken Viagra, the combination could be fatal.

Your dad's gonna be okay. He's not my dad.

Oh, I'm sorry. Your granddad's gonna be okay.

Oh, thank you so much.

We're not related.

He's a friend. Sorry.

I'm Dr. Mercer.

Mr. Sanborn did have a mild heart attack.

I gave him something to dissolve the clot in his artery, and it worked beautifully.

He's very lucky.

Another half-hour, I don't, uh...

I don't know if this would have worked.

This was very intense.

He's doing great. Yeah.

I gave him something to help him sleep.

It might make him a little loopy at first but then it, uh, it should knock him out.

You're Mrs. Sanborn? No! Oh, no. No, I'm just...

No, I'm Erica Barry.

He was having dinner at our house.

I just met him this afternoon.

You're Erica Barry?

Yes. The playwright?


What a pleasure. I'm a huge fan.

Really? Huge fan.

Thank you.



Thank you, Doctor.

Erica. Green tea. Oh! That's hot.

Thank you. You're welcome. May I?

Yeah. Yeah, sure. Yeah.

This is very sweet of you.

First year of medical school you learn what can keep you up all night without making you nuts.

You know I heard you had a house in the Hamptons.

Huh? I really am a big fan.

I think I've seen every play you've ever written.

I think some were written before your time.

I mean, there's some Marin's never even seen.

No, I'm pretty sure I've seen them all.

And I saw the last one twice.

Julian, we've got a walk-in may need stitches.

Okay, thanks.

I'll check on Mr. Sanborn.

If he's asleep, you all might want to get some shuteye.

Come back in the morning.

Great to meet you, Erica. Ladies.


Now, that's the perfect guy for you.

He's adorable!

Mother, I've never seen a man less interested in me.

Or more interested in you.


He's 30 years old. No, he's older than that.

Who cares how old he is? I mean, he's not my type.

He's a gorgeous wholesome doctor.

But he's perfect for you. And he's hot for you.

Which makes him really perfect.

Okay, stop it.

He likes my work, he doesn't like me.

I would never...

Shut up. Uh-oh!

Oh, God, is he all right? Harry!

Harry, over here.

Honey, I wanna go home. Can you call Leo...?

Harry! You've got to get back into bed.

Woman, you saved my life.

Get a nurse. Nurse! Nurse!

I thank you from the bottom of my...

Even unconscious, he's a letch!

Get off! You shouldn't be standing.


It's all right. Thank you.

I gotta take a whiz, girls.

We'll take care of that for you, Mr. Sanborn.

Okay, I'd like to see that.

Okay, here we go.

I'd love to see that.

Somebody better get it. Somebody better get it.

Now, what can I do you for?

I'm here to pick up Harry Sanborn.

Hi, I'm Dr. Mercer. Come on, I'll take you to him.

And you are?

I'm Leo Hoffman, I'm Harry's personal assistant.

Do a little chef, a little driving, party planning. whatever the man needs.

It sounds like a pretty interesting job.

I'm going on six years and never a dull moment.

Okay, Harry, looks like we're gonna have to let you go.


Take it easy, kids.

I just, uh...

Sat up a little too fast.

Doc, tell them. Am I in good shape?

How were my tests this morning?

He's doing extremely well.

Can I hug him? Absolutely.

Yeah. Okay.

Okay. Okay.

Let's not get goofy.

We got nothing but good news here.

Knock, knock.

Hi. Hey.

I'll catch you on the way out. Thanks a lot, Doc.


I'm some great date, huh?

Whew! Yeah, Mr. Excitement.

Tell me something.

We haven't actually had sex yet, have we?


We haven't. You're correct on that one.

Something to live for.

Down to the cheek.

Hold on Tarzan, we're still moving. Slowly.

Hey, I...

Harry, I'm sorry but I can't let you travel quite yet.

I ain't going back in there.

Well, I can't put you in a car right now, and I can't leave you in the parking lot.

I won't sue you, if that's what you think.

I'll sign whatever you like.

Just... let me go back to the city.

Here's my best offer.

I won't put you back in the hospital if you promise to stay nearby for a few days. Get a nurse.

Let me keep an eye on you until we get your strength back.

Stay nearby.

Doc, where do you suggest I go?

* He feel it, she feel it We feel it *

* Here we go

Somebody please explain to me how I ended up babysitting this guy?

This is the best turkey sandwich I've ever had in my life.

You're not even listening to me.

I am. Don't get all pissy.

I come here for peace and quiet.

And suddenly, I'm a character in a Kaufman and Hart play.

And the phone doesn't stop.

And it's never for me.

Sorry to interrupt.

No, that's fine, Leo. I'll take it.

No, it's okay... No, no, I'll take it.

I don't mind washing them. Okay.

How you doing?

The man doesn't know my name, and I'm doing his dishes.

I said I'll take it back tomorrow, okay? Great.

I'll take care of it. Just one second. Hi, Erica?

Where shall I put this? Right here. I'll take it.

Great, listen, Harry has a bad headache.

Do you have any Tylenol? Tylenol...

That'd be great. Extra strength would be fantastic.

Hi, I'm Tania.

Hi. Harry's second assistant.

Dave Klein, her assistant. Nice to meet you.

Nice to meet you. Thank you. Appreciate it.

"What should I do with this?"

It's an empty water glass. What are the choices?

Okay, I'm getting out of your hair.

So you're not ready to show me any new pages?

Dave. I'm not putting any pressure on you.

I'm just asking. Dad!

I didn't know you were here.

Just on my way out, bubby.

Well, I was just gonna drive back to the city with Zoe, but if you're going, I'd much rather go with you.

Actually, I have someone to meet before I go.

Wait, wait. Wait, wait, wait, wait.

You're leaving? Zoe's leaving?

The entourage is leaving?

I'm gonna be stuck here with him, alone?

The hospital's sending over a nurse first thing in the morning.

In the morning?

That's, like, 19 hours from now.

Okay, I can handle this.

I'll just get myself into a Zen place.

Play music. Cook. Write. Focus.

Thank you.

Well, four mai tais at lunch is a bit much for anybody.



Can I call you right back, doll, huh? Thank you.


What's up? Okay, here's the thing.

I really don't want to play the part of the uptight nurse to your bad-boy patient.

If you want to have another heart attack, you go ahead, it's your life, but I have work to do and I don't have time to make another run to the hospital because you're filling your already clogged arteries with smoke.

But more importantly I'd rather not have my freshly painted house smell like a pool hall.

Have you always been like this, or do I bring it out in you?

Just, you know.

I don't think I've ever had this effect on a woman before.

What effect do you think you're having on me?

I don't quite recognize it.

That's how I know I never had it before.

So, uh, you don't sleep?

I only need about four hours a night.

Me too.

I never slept eight hours in my life.

Me either. I wish I could.

Do you want me to shut these?

The sun comes in pretty strong in the morning.

Sure. So, Harry...

Who were you talking to at this hour?

A friend in L.A.

It's only 10:00 on the coast.

And that's not past her bedtime?

So you don't get more mellow as the hours pass?

Good night, Harry.

Can I ask you one other thing?

What's with the turtlenecks?

It's the middle of summer. Now, seriously... why do you care what I wear?

Just curious.

I like them. I've always liked them, and I'm just a turtleneck kind of gal.

You never get hot?

No. Never?

Not lately.


Okay, okay.


Oh, God!

Oh! Ow!

Oh, I'm sorry.

Oh, God, am I sorry.

What are you doing?!

I was just trying to find the kitchen!

What? Back here?

I got confused.

And it was dark and, uh...

I didn't really see anything.


Just your tits.

And a little...

Goodbye, Mrs. Barry. Goodbye?

You're leaving? Oh, no, that's not good.

Been fired. Fired? No, you just started.

Not fired, darling. Just not needed.

Not needed? Wait, what are you talking about?

Of course she's needed. We need her.

Oh, no. I'm actually feeling pretty perky today.

Making quite a comeback.

Sorry for your trouble, Mrs. Gimble. Take care, dear.

You've been wonderful.

Listen, about last night...

Yeah, how about we never talk about that, okay?

Anyway, I was at the drugstore.

Your prescriptions were ready.

They said to take these two with food, this one without.

You were in silhouette.

Yeah, I think that's talking about it.

I really didn't see all that much.

Yep, there you go.

Okay, I won't mention it again, but...

Going to work, Harry. Hey!

You saw my ass. You don't see me acting nuts and wearing glasses and hats and weird outfits!

Yes or no?

What's the deal?

Can I go? You still getting dizzy?

Not as much. Out of breath?

Only sometimes. Good.

How's Erica treating you? Who?


Oh, her.

She is a major piece of work.

Doc, the woman wears turtlenecks in the middle of the summer.

She's beyond uptight.

Almost makes her fun to be around.

Uptight? That's funny, I haven't noticed that.

Try living with her.

I actually saw her naked last night.

That doesn't sound so uptight. It was an accident.

She thought I was asleep, I thought her room was the kitchen.

You know what Freud said, "There are no accidents."

Trust me. This was an accident.

Although, why would she be walking around naked when she knows I'm 20 feet away?

Why would you think her bedroom was a kitchen?

It was dark. It was 2:00 in the morning.

That could explain why she was walking around naked.

Deep breath.

You know, I've never seen a woman that age naked before.

You're kidding.

Hey, we're not all doctors, baby.

I think she's very beautiful.

And she's a fantastic writer, you know.

No, I don't know.

She's pretty major.

So you date her daughter? Okay.

Now, she's a great chick.

Must take after her father.

Which reminds me. Doc...

What about Mr. Midnight, here?

When can I be up and running in that department?

I think Mr. Midnight needs to stay put for another couple of weeks.

But it won't kill me when I do it, right?

No, it's exercise. It'll be good for you.

After a heart attack, rule of thumb is:

If you can climb a flight of stairs, you can have sex.

* You can get it If you really want *

* But you must try Try and try *

So you're saying he can't travel at all? Not even by plane?

Train? I don't think so.

Been tough, huh?

Well, I mean, he fired his nurse after an hour, and now says he doesn't even need one.

He's a bit of a workout. Yeah. How are you holding up?

Me? You.

Well, I'm, uh...

I'm fine. Fine.

One more "fine" and I won't believe you.

Wait, where's my...?

Thank you. You're welcome.



Hey, hi. I know, I'm sorry.

I haven't been able to get back.


Part of the play takes place in Paris so I keep listening to French music, hoping to get inspired. No, it's not helping at all.

Well, I'm trying.

It's not exactly flowing out of me yet, but...

Pick you up around 7:00?


So, uh, what about the patient?

Like he said, he doesn't need a nurse.

I'm walking around the house!

Oh, no.


Listen, I've decided to get over that whole "you saw me naked" thing.

So let's just not deal with it anymore. Okay?

Good, because I have been hiding from you all day.

Do you want to come in?

Well, uh, I don't want to break your rhythm or anything like that.

That would be wishful thinking.

Nice painting.

So I'm gonna venture out there and go for a short walk.

You up to that? Yeah. My doctor recommended it.

I gotta build up to climbing stairs and stuff like that.

You wouldn't want to join me?

That means you don't want me to?

No. I was asking if you wanted to.

Oh, yeah I would, of course I would, but I usually don't like to break once I've started writing, so I shouldn't.

I mean, not that a little fresh air would hurt.

It's just a walk, Erica, not a marriage proposal.

You know my name. Erica Jane Barry.

I looked you up on the Internet.

Do you know that there are over 8000 websites that mention you?

That's not possible. Yeah, it's true.

I know everything about you now, and not because of last night.

Yeah, no, no. I understood.

Actually, I looked you up too.

You did? Uh-huh. Yeah.

I knew you grew up in L.A., which I thought nobody did.

You started your own record label at 29, very impressive.

Sold it at 40, even more impressive.

Then you started a magazine, dabbled in the Internet and then you invested in a small record company which you turned into the second largest hip-hop label in the world.

It's exhausting just hearing about it.

Yeah, I know. I know, but...

The truth is, it goes by fast, doesn't it?

Like the blink of an eye. Yeah.

Look at this.

I notice that you have bowls of those all over your house.

I know. It's so crazy, I know.

But I just think they're beautiful.

But why do you only pick up the white ones?

What do you mean? I don't pick up only the white ones.

So you really are crazy.

I know. I only pick up the white ones. Oh, God.

What does that mean? That I'm controlling?

Unadventurous? What?

So you're as hard on yourself as you are on everyone else.

Something to remember me by.

Can I ask you something, Harry?

Yeah, sure. Go ahead, shoot.

What's with all the young girls?

I mean, what's the story there? Really?

Just like to travel light.

You just like to travel...? Oh, God!

I'm sorry, but what does that mean?

Now, see, a 30-year-old gets that.

You mean, falls for it.

I mean, accepts it. Acceptance is key.

Okay, if that's what you want, a non-threatening woman who doesn't get your number, you get to run the show...

I think our relationship is growing, by the way.

Have you noticed? I'm serious.

Maybe we just need to get out of the house.

Now, you may notice, interestingly, we're walking back toward the house and it's getting a little rocky again.

Of course it's getting rocky. We're talking about you.

See, I'll accept that slight hostility because I'm enjoying your company so much.


Are you okay?

Yeah, yeah, but, uh...

I think I'll stay down here and watch the sun set.

You interested? Ringside seat.

Well... um...

Big dinner date?

Yeah, as a matter of fact, with your doctor.

Oh, my doctor.

Wait a minute.

Because he's not too young for you?

No, he's totally too young for me!

But we're just having dinner, it is absolutely not a date.

Does he know that? I'm gonna tell him.

But I doubt he thinks of it that way.

I doubt that you doubt it.

Anyway, you may like it. Think of it this way.

He's non-threatening, won't get your number, you get to run the show... That is so unfair!

Trust me. Could be a great night.

Look who's answering the door.

And look who's at the door.

I brought you something.

A heart-healthy dinner from our cafeteria.

Why, thank you.


You look beautiful. Thank you.

Hi, it's Marin. I'm not in right now, so leave a message and I'll call you back.

It's me.

Just sitting around, looking at your baby pictures.

Thinking of you.

Hi! You've reached Brooke and Shannon.

For Brooke, push 1. For Shannon, push 2.

Everybody is out but old Har.

Old, old, old, old Har.

Top of the heap.

Julian, can I ask you something?


How old are you?

I'm 36.

So I am, like almost 20 years older than you.

That's an enormous amount of years to be older than somebody, don't you think?

Don't think it matters at all.

Ah-ha. You don't? I don't.

Okay, but...

But in terms of us, I mean you just...

You just want us to be friends, right?

Honestly? No.

So, what do you want to be?

I think I'd embarrass you if I told you.

I was embarrassed just getting dressed to see you.

This may surprise you, but some women consider me quite the guy.

Uh-huh. I've never been married, I'm a doctor.

You wouldn't believe what catnip that is for some women.

Oh, yes, I would. It's just...

Don't you like girls your own age?

I do, but I've never met one I've reacted to... quite like this.

And, uh, when something happens to you that's never happened to you before don't you have to at least find out what it is?

I suppose. I mean, I don't know.

This is an area that's a little tricky for me.

See, I don't really date all that much or all that well.

Come on. You must beat them away with a stick.

You're kidding, right? No.

No! Men my age, or at least the ones I've met, well...

Look, I'm not that regular of a person, and they really... they like regular.

Men your age may be really stupid.

Did you ever think of that?

Yes, I have. Many times.

I knew you'd smell good.

It's just soap.

Erica... What? you're incredibly sexy. No.

Swear to God, I'm not.

I'm back!

Have fun?

It was interesting.

Good night, Harry.


Just get rid of that. That's good.

"Harry37. What are you doing?"


"What are you doing?"

Writing. Hi. What are you doing?

Of course. Relentless.

Watching Joan Rivers sell jewelry.

"So was your date a date?"

Yeah, I think so.


I don't understand how he knows everything. the kitchen?


In her PJ's.

"Pajama party."

Oh, man.

We are cute.

Yeah, well, this is pretty unusual for me.

I'm not used to having sleepovers.

Me either.

Really? With your social life, huh?

My dear, you're confusing sex with sleeping.

Sleeping is something that I prefer to do alone.

Okay. Good to know.

What are you hungry for? What are my choices?

I mean, I know you think I'm not very discriminating when it comes to...

Oh, please. What difference does it make what I think of you?

I can't even imagine what you think of me.

Okay. Pancakes, pasta, leftover coq au vin.

Grilled cheese? Pancakes.

Ah! Totally what I wanted.

You ever miss being married?

Bet you were great at it. Sometimes.

Yeah. At night. But not that much anymore.

Was one of us just saying something interesting?

You said you can't imagine what I think of you.

Oh! Yeah, that. You don't have to answer that.


I mean, if you had an opinion, I'd be curious.

Will you tell me first why you only miss being married at night?

Well, the phone doesn't ring that much at night and the whole alone thing happens at night.

Sleeping by myself took some getting used to, but I got the hang of it.

You gotta sleep in the middle of the bed.

It's not absolutely not healthy to have a side when no one has the other side.

Now I'm convinced that what I think about you is right.

You're a tower of strength.

Try not to rate my answer.

I'm sorry, okay? I'm sorry, but...

You know what you're like?

You're like one of those great portraits you see over a fireplace.

Words have been invented to describe women like you.

Such as?




So you think I'm inhuman?

No. I think you're formidable.

Yeah, cold, distant, like I'm frozen in some painting?

Not at all.

But I do think that you use your strength to separate yourself from everyone.

But it's thrilling when your defenses are down and you're not isolated.

That, I believe, is your winning combo.

Killer combo, actually.

You know, I can't decide if, oh, God, do you hate me?

Or if, uh... you're like the only person who ever really got me.

I don't hate you.

You don't? No.


Surprise! Well...

Hi! Room service.

Honey, what are you doing here at this hour?

Well, I had this big benefit tonight.

And then I went out with a bunch of friends, then I checked my messages and I got this so sad phone call from Harry.

So bored out here, so I figured I should come up and see how you're doing.

Thank you so much for the gorgeous flowers, by the way.

They're so huge.

It's a pleasure.

Oh, that is so sweet. You guys are making pancakes?

You're both in your PJ's! I feel like I'm interrupting!

Don't be silly. You know I never sleep.

This one doesn't sleep either.



No, I'm here, babe. I made record time.

Is everybody still there?



Okay, bye.

Mar? Yeah.

Now that you're here, why don't you just finish the pancakes and I'll get back to work.

Mom, I just got here.

By the way, Dad totally stood me up today.

I was supposed to have lunch with him at Barney's and he just never showed up.

Was he always like this? Honey, I don't know.

See, that's happens when a couple gets divorced.

The kid inherits all the problems. Not that I'm a kid.

So, hey. How are you? How are you feeling?


So tell me. When can you go home?

I really am gonna do a little work, and so why don't you just finish this and you two catch up and, uh, you know how to fix these.

You don't want pancakes anymore?

Oh, I don't.

No. I don't.

I'm breaking up with Harry.

What do you mean? Why?

Because I met someone else.

In the two days you've been gone?

You know me, my life's crazy.

I meet a thousand new people every day.

Besides, let's face it.

He's insanely too old for me.

I'd be nuts to keep this thing going.


But you know, he's...

I know. He's soulful when you don't expect it.

Oh, my God. It's unnerving!

Now, Mom, listen.

I was thinking, if you could handle this:

You and Harry.

I can't handle it, wouldn't want to handle it.

You're only saying that because you think that he and I have had sex.

Shut... Lower your voice!

Haven't you?

Never, not even close, I swear to God.

Now I'm just putting this out there because for two people who are convinced they've got life beat there was something cooking in the kitchen last night other than pancakes.

Hello? I've waited a reasonable amount of hours before calling you even though you've been on my mind since I woke up at 5:15.

I'm wondering when we could have dinner again?

I have to work the next few nights.

If we wait till next week, I know you'll chicken out.

So how's Friday? I know it's like a date night, but I think that's a good thing.

Who is this?

I'm kidding.


Can you meet me at The Grill at 8:00?

Okay. Yes. Seems fine.

I look forward to seeing you too.

He's all yours. Stop that. How'd he take it?

He just took care of it for me. He was an ace.


He said our fate was to be friends.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God, he was breaking up with me. I didn't even...

He's a genius.

That's not possible. He wouldn't.

He absolutely did. And you know what?

It doesn't matter, because we're done and we both feel fine about it. Okay?

Clean slate.

I gotta go.

Oh, okay.

Now, Erica. Huh?

Try to think of this as the absolute smartest thing you've ever done for yourself.

What is going on? Oh, my God.





* My love must be a kind Of blind love *

* I can't see anyone

* But you

* Shoo bop shoo bop

I'm sorry, I...

For what?

I just kissed you, and I... No, honey.

I kissed you.


I know that one was me.

Try not to keep score.

Soft lips.

I'm so glad they still work.

I haven't used them for kissing in such a long time.

More like for, you know, wearing lipstick and whistling and...


Well, well.

Now look who's got something that works.

And you didn't even take any Viagra...

Kiss me before you make it go away.

This could be world-class interesting.

Having any doubts?


Me too.

But so far the kissing is spectacular.

I'm not grading you, I'm just mentioning it. Like...

Like, brilliant.

I can't get past your damn turtleneck.

Cut it off. Please.


Cut it off.


Aren't you full of surprises? Yeah.



You're beautiful.

Open your eyes so I know you hear me.


What about birth control?


Who's the lucky boy?

Okay. Okay.

I think we should take your blood pressure.

My blood pressure?

I think it's irresponsible not to.

Nobody but you would stop... Yeah, so you're lucky.

Oh, God, I can't... I can't see.

My glasses. Okay.

120/80! Oh, baby!

Oh, my God.

I do like sex.

You certainly do.


Oh, God.

So this is what you're supposed to do on a rainy afternoon, huh?

I really thought I was sort of closed up for business.

I never expected this.

Nothing's ever surprised me more.

This is crazy.

I can't remember the last time I cried. I...

I think I'm overwhelmed.

Me too.

That's the perfect word.

Baby, I had sex three days after a heart attack, and I didn't die.

That's gotta be some kind of a record.


Let's just not brag about this to your doctor, okay?


I may not be many things, but one thing I am is discreet.


Erica? Hm?




You know I'm not good at being monogamous, right?


Please. I hardly know you.

But why Paris?

I just always wanted to write a play that ended there.

People need romance like that, and if someone like me doesn't write it where are they gonna get it? Real life?

Excuse me?

What do you call this?

Eating eggs by candlelight, in our robes, after, uh...


So where do you like to eat in Paris?

Oh, I love this bistro called The Grand Colbert.

It's behind the Palais-Royal.

It's the best roast chicken in the universe.

You'd be fun to go to Paris with.

It is the best city to stay up all night in.

Hey, when is your birthday?

February. Well, mine's January.

So how about if we still know each other by then, we go to Paris for our birthdays, huh?


You just said... You know something, I have no idea how to do this.

I don't know how to be intimate but not intimate. Oy.

The color is draining from your face.

Okay, I'm gonna pee, take one of your blood-pressure pills and when I get back, let's not talk anymore.

Oh, God!


You're the funniest girl I ever had sex with.

Well, that's something.



I think I should go back to my room.

Let you get some sleep. Let me sleep?



You usually send the girls home.

But I am home.


Well, I'm an old dog, you know?


It's perfectly... Whatever.

This was...

This was a... great night... for me.

Me too.


At one point, I even thought...

soul mates.

Good night.



I'd like to try sleeping with you.

Oh, my God!


What time do you think it is?

Can you see this?

Not really. It looks like it says


It is 11:00. It is?

No way. It can't be.

Oh, my God, that would mean we slept eight hours?

Impossible. Yeah.

Oh, Nellie.

A little dizzy.

Oh, no. Okay, now, you just...

You just stay still. Here. Here's the clicker.

You know you have a doctor's appointment in an hour.

I'll make us some coffee, get you your pills whip us up some French toast.

I have the best maple syrup ever.



You are a woman to love.

"You are..."

"You are a woman to love."

What the hell does that mean?

Okay, buddy, your echo looks real good.

I'm sending you back to the city.

Past few days have done wonders for you.

Yeah, I've been working on that stair thing.

I can do it, by the way.

Do what?

Climb a flight of stairs.

Several times, actually.

Way to go.

So, uh, how's Erica?

Erica, as it turns out is an amazing woman.

She's just... Well, that's wonderful.

I think she's wonderful.

I think she's wonderful too.

Give her my best.


Thank you... for everything.

You're gonna be okay.

I am?

This is the second time I've done this.

I get overcome or something. It's so out of the blue.

It's common to become emotional after having an episode like you've had.

Everything takes on a new meaning.

So it's not crazy for a guy to do something so totally out of character after having a heart attack.

You mean like crying?


And completely changing their taste.

Like, suddenly... really liking something that you never thought that you could ever like.


It's unnerving.

I think you can expect just about anything right now.

People have done some wild things after having a heart attack.

But most people go back to being themselves, right?

I'm gonna go back to being me... aren't I?

We'll see.

Here you go.

You can have these back now.

I confiscated them on your first night here.

Thank you, darling. Try not to smoke them.

And I packed you a sandwich, just in case your blood sugar got low and some of that ice tea you like, and a non-fat, low-cholesterol cookie and a peach.

What a doll.

Got something else?

Something to remember me by.

There is that. And, hey... we'll always have Paris.

Bad joke.

Honey? Yeah?

No words can ever express my gratitude for taking me in and taking care of me and...

Hey. Your heart attack could be the best thing that ever happened to me.

I love ya. I love you too.

If that's what you said.

I don't know if it ends in a "ya" if it's an official "I love you," but...

You're not like anybody.

I knew you'd call. Who? It's me.

What's wrong? I had breakfast with Dad this morning and we're talking, and he starts looking all weird and then he tells me he met someone three weeks ago, that it's really something.

And then he...

He tells me he's getting married.

Why am I reacting this way? I'm almost 30 years old.

Wait, wait. Who is he marrying? I don't know.

Some chick he met three weeks ago.

She's two years older than me.

She's an ear, nose and throat doctor. Has he lost his mind?


I have this huge auction tonight and I'm really upset.

My shrink's away for two weeks.

Can you come in? I know you're working, but just, please?

Look, I get that he has a right to get remarried, but he doesn't even know her.

And she's like my age. Do you know what that's like?

That's, like, beyond creepy.

It's not like I think he's replacing me. I know he isn't.

And I know I'm too old to act like this, it's nuts.

First of all, please don't smoke.

If he is replacing anyone, it's me, not you.

And all the statistics say that divorced men almost always remarry.

It's just the way they're built.

Wanna know the answer to the big mystery of my life?

Why I'm always with the wrong guy?

This is why. Because the wrong guy can't do this to you.

This is my big fear, that some guy can get me unglued like this. And this is just Dad!

We know this about me.

I am just not cut out for this kind of drama.

I think it's the drama in life that makes you strong.

You always say things to me like this.

You never understand that everyone isn't like you.


You know, I'm sorry, but if I were you, and my ex-husband, the man I still allow to direct all my plays, were getting remarried to some 33-year-old ear, nose and throat babe, I'd be bonkers. And look at you.

You never looked better, by the way.

Oh, well...

Marin, we're all set.

I gotta go sell $40 million worth of art.

Mom, can you do one other really big thing for me?

Just say yes, just...

Please? Anything, bubby.

I need you to come out to dinner tonight with me, Dad and the fiancee.

Absolutely not. No. Mom, you have to.

Hey. You have to.

Yes, because he wants me to meet her. I can't go alone.

I already asked them if you could come, and he said it'd be fine. And she said it was fine.

You're gonna have to meet her too anyway, so we might as well do it together.

Come on. Please?

You know you can handle it.


Okay, that's it. You see that look on your face?

That's the gene I didn't get.

Good evening, and welcome to Christie's and this evening's sale of impressionist and modern art.

Bidders should know the auctioneer may open bidding on any lot below the reserve by placing a bid on behalf of the seller.

Okay, let's start with lot number one the Renard, showing here. and $80,000 is bid with my absent bidder.

$85,000, gentleman's bid. $90,000, still with me.

$100,000. $110,000.

$120,000. $130,000.

$140,000, gentleman's bid. And fair warning.

Guess I got stood up.

Would you like to order or...?

Why not? I put the tie on and everything.

And can you bring me another?

Your drink, ma'am.

Oh, good. Thank you so much.

So delicious.

Thirsty? I've had a very big week, Dave.

I forgot how these slip right down. I'm fine.

So, Kristen, where did you go to medical...

School? Oh, I'm so sorry.

University of Pennsylvania.

Oh, well, actually, I went to school in Philadelphia too.

Yeah, a Bryn Mawr girl. You're kidding.

My mom went to Bryn Mawr. Wow!

So not only are you marrying my father, but our mothers went to the same college.

Shall we order? Absolutely.

Erica? Do I like duck?

Yes, it's rabbit you hate.

I'll give you the list of everything he likes and dislikes.

Let's let her figure some things out for herself.

Oh, I'm not talking about that, Dave.

After all, she did go to medical school.

Hey, hey, hey. Not in front of the kids.

So, what do you see that you like?

What are you having?

I don't know.

You know, I'm looking at the grilled salmon...

Who would like what? Mom, are you okay?


Sure you're okay? Yeah, no, I'm fine. I'm...

I'm fine. You sure?

Oh, yes. Good.


If we order the pasta, we could get the fresh rigatoni.

Grilled free-range chicken teriyaki...

I'm not sure. What about you?


I'm sorry. Maybe I need a little air.

Are you okay? Fine. I'll be right back.

Excuse me. I'm sorry.

I, uh...

Hey! Hello, Harry.


Hi. I don't know if you know...

God, I'm so stupid.

What? Erica!

Harry, I gotta go. Slow down!

You wanna kill me?



She's just a friend. Oh, yeah.

She looks like a real buddy kind of girl.

Come on.

Just a dinner. Harry, look.

Here's the problem.

I really like you.

Yeah, but I "love you" like you.

I do, I love you.

I think that we should consider maybe we're getting a little ahead of ourselves.

Do you? Yeah.

You know, I am like the dumb girl who doesn't get it.

I've never been the dumb girl before. It ain't so great.

Let's just calm down.

I had these plans before I even met you.

I mean, I do like seeing you. I do.

Oh, yeah.

And I'm always surprised by it. Surprised by it?

What was I thinking?

I have never lied to you.

I have always told you some version of the truth.

The truth doesn't have versions, okay?

Will you cut me a little slack?

My life has just been turned upside down.

Mine too!

Well, then let's just each get our bearings.

I don't want my bearings.

I've had my bearings my whole goddamn life.

I felt something with you that I never really knew existed.

Do you know what that's like, after a 20-year marriage to feel something for another person that is so...?


Oh, right. Right. Not your problem.

God. Do you know that I've written this, but I never really got it.

Do you know what this is?


This is heartbroken. How's that for impervious, huh?

You're killing me.

I just wish that it had lasted more than a week.

Me too.

That is a terrible thing to say.

You know, the life I had before you I knew how to do that. I could do that forever.

But now look at me. What am I gonna do?

What am I gonna do with all this?


Erica. Can you wait just a second?

The truth is, I... I just...

I don't know how to be a boyfriend.

That's what you have to say after all of this?

That you don't know how to be a boyfriend?

That's not a small thing.

Are we done?

I don't know.

Oh, my God.


Oh, my God.

Came in by a cab.

Vital signs are stable. Respiratory is on its way.

You know the victim?

15 minutes of chest pains, hospitalized a week ago with an MI.

Switch over to monitors. Hang a nitro drip.

You can't.

I took Viagra.

You have been through this before. Yeah.

Let's run a 12-lead EKG. You having chest pain right now?

No. And the pain I was having was sharp... not like before. That's good.

"Not like before" is what we like to hear.

I was really out of breath like I couldn't catch it.

Okay. Give him an aspirin, and let's run a blood gas.

Mr. Sanborn, what were you doing at the onset of the pain?

Having a fight with someone. A woman.

Can a woman give you chest pains?

Are you kidding?

Love hurts, haven't you heard? I've heard.

I just never personally experienced it.

Well, you've been lucky. Yeah. Lucky.

All right. Your EKG looks perfectly normal.

Your heart rate's good. The pain you described. is not the kind of pain that we generally worry about.

I think what you experienced was hyperventilation brought on by stress.

Stress? And in case you haven't heard, stress can give you a heart attack.

Mr. Sanborn, I have no idea what you're up to, gallivanting out and about at this hour one week after having a heart attack but if you were my dad, I would have you home in bed recuperating.

"If you were my dad..."

Hi, it's Erica. I'm not here, so leave me a message.


You have one new message.

Message one.

Erica, hi, it's Julian. I'm in the restaurant and I'm just wondering if you're on your way.

It's about 8:20.

It's a lovely night out here. It's a nice...

Oh, my...


Yeah, go figure.


Hey, Mom, we're going into town.


Are you crying?


It's my new thing.

I've gotten abnormally brilliant at it.

Why? What is it?

I'm in love.

Ain't it great?

Seems like I gotta learn how to do that love-them-and-leave-them stuff, you know?

Oh, Mom, I hate this.

Now do you get my theory about all this?

You gotta self-protect.

You don't really buy this stuff you say, do you?

You don't actually think that you can outsmart getting hurt?

I think it's worth trying.

Listen to me.

You can't hide from love for the rest of your life because maybe it won't work out maybe you'll become unglued?

It's just not a way to live.

Are you telling me this is good what's happened to you?

I think you should consider the possibility... that you and I are more alike than you realize.

I let someone in, and I had the time of my life.

I've never had the time of my life.

I know, baby.

And I say this from the deepest part of my heart.

What are you waiting for?

Hey! Harry, great party.

Thank you. My pleasure.

Hey, hi. Hey, good to see you.

You having fun?

Not quite.

I got you something great at the farm stand.

These are for you to give me when you apologize.

* Sunday morning Rain is falling *

* Clouds just shrouding us In moments unforgettable *

* You twist to fit The mold that I am in *

* That maybe all I leave

* In darkness She is all I see *

Julian, I hope you know how mortified I am by my behavior.

I was gonna get in touch or send a note, something...

A note? A note.

That's a little chilly. Well...

I'm embarrassed.

I just haven't been myself lately. What can I say?

Just tell me you're sorry.

I am sorry.

Then you could kiss me.

Kiss you?

You're gonna forgive me if I kiss you?

I think so.

No one on earth would forgive you for that kiss.

May I?

I forgive you.


It's the best thing you've ever written.

It is?

It's wonderful. It is?

Yes, it's sweet, it's smart, it's funny...

How great is it for you that I'm not intimidated by your brilliance?

Must we go through this every time?

Come here. Come here.

Good. That's very good.

Anyway, you know what I'm gonna do?

Oh. Oh, my God!

Oh, I gotta tell you.

I'm totally excited about this audition. It's such a great part.

Supporting, but she's a really, really funny character.

And there's this totally hilarious scene where she's dating this, like, older chauvinistic guy.

Just as they're about to do it, he moans.

And so she's just thinking that he's, like, really into her except he's having a heart attack.

And she's, like, totally creeped out and her mom, who basically despises the guy, rushes in and gives him CPR and saves his life.

Are you okay?

Isn't that funny?

Hold on, hold on. Let's not get so dramatic here.

What are we, four teenagers?

We're all sophisticated people.

Why can't we all stay for the weekend?

Your mother has work to do, I've got papers to grade.

You do what you're going to do, whatever that might be...

I need to talk to you.

...together, and if we don't, we don't.

Got a minute?

So your play is about us?

No, it's about me. Am I in it?

Well, a guy like you is in it, but he's not you.

What happens to this guy who's not me?

I haven't totally decided. He can...

He can live, or he can die.

What are you leaning towards? Death.

It's funnier. Fine.

He dies of a funny heart attack.

Well, he's sort of a schmuck, who screwed around with our heroine, so it won't be too sad.

Schmucks are people too, you know?

Death doesn't seem a little harsh to you?

I went where the story took me.

It's a work of fiction, just stuff that I made up.

Erica? Huh?

They're ready to do the hospital "Do you take Viagra?" scene.

Should we wait for you?

Yeah. Good. That's fine.


So I'm gonna be the laughing stock of Broadway?

Harry, he's not you.

He's a version of the truth of you, so to speak.

I'm sorry to interrupt again but Dave wants to know when Henry says, "I love ya", you want that to be "ya," not "you," right?

Right. Yeah.


Well, you look really nice.

Thank you.

Are you feeling all right?

You know, it isn't like I wanted to stop seeing you.

We could've carried on a fun thing for a while.

Why is it that you broads want all or nothing?

I don't know.

We're just goofy when it comes to love.

Harry, if it's all right with you I'd like to be friends.

I'm not ready to be your friend. How's that?

Fine. I understand.

Anyway, do you actually buy that horseshit?

That men and women can be friends once they've had sex?

Well, I'm friends with my ex-husband, but then again we didn't just have sex.

We didn't just have sex either.

Then what was it? I'd love to know.

Can I e-mail it to you when I figure it out?

Okay. Okay.

Just moving into another phase with this thing. I'm mad at you.

I think I'm mad at you too. Excellent!

Because I don't like thinking about you so much and worrying about how you are and if I ruined your life.

You've worried about me? Yes, honey.

The schmuck... who deserves to die... worries about you.

Sometimes worrying about you feels like a full-time job.

Well, doll, I'm doing great.

So you don't have to work that shift anymore.

Erica? Huh?

They want you to look at the costumes for the dancing Henrys.

Are these gonna work for you?

Mr. Sanborn, back so soon? This is it, I'm dying.

I've had 20 minutes of severe chest pains, nausea, shortness of breath my blood pressure's gotta be 170 over 100.

Give me the nitro, I didn't take Viagra.

Plug me into an EKG. I'm taking two beta-blockers blood thinners, Lipitor, Procardia.

If I were you, I'd pound on my chest.

Mr. Sanborn. Your diagnosis, although fascinating, was entirely incorrect.

Impossible! Do you realize that a severe anxiety attack can masquerade as a heart attack?

So I'm nuts.

Perfect. The one thing I'm not taking pills for.

If you don't wanna end up here every week I suggest you do whatever it takes to decompress.

Now lie down.

Just try something with me. Come on.

Give me your hand.

Relax, relax.

All right, close your eyes.

Okay, good. I want you to give yourself a visual...

Both eyes.

I want you to give yourself a visual image of something that gives you a feeling of peace and serenity.

I don't know. What?

A hammock. Good.

What else? Palm trees.

Clear, blue water.

What else do you see? Feel?


A peach margarita.

A Cuban cigar.


of soft beach.

I couldn't believe you were calling from downstairs.

Wow, you have a beard!

It's great to see you.

You couldn't look better.

Thank you. Well, come on in.

No, no. I just wanted to stop by and say hi and, uh, and tell you that I'm sorry if I ever did anything to you that wasn't on the up and up.

What do you mean? You were great to me.

I was? Always.

That's refreshing. Good.

Well, I don't know what you've done to yourself but you look absolutely radiant.

I'm three months pregnant.

So that might have something to do with it.

Really? Yeah.

Who's the lucky guy? My husband.

Hold on because he really wants to meet you. Danny.

Harry Sanborn, this is my husband, Danny Benjamin.

Heard so much about you. I bet.

Well, you know, with the play and all.

I'm famous, huh? Hey, just to us.

In every interview my mom does, she always says she made you up.

So the guy in the play doesn't make it, does he?

He basically dies at the end of the second act.

But it gets a huge laugh.

I was hoping she'd give me a reprieve.

Yeah, well...


Good seeing you. Congratulations.


How is she? She's really good.

Up to her old tricks.

Learning Italian, remodeling her apartment in the city...

Now, if I wanted to see her, how would that go over?

Only one way to find out.

Except she's out of town right now.

Oh, yeah? Where is she?

Paris. She left two days ago for her birthday.

But she'll be back next week.



I knew you'd be here.

You did?

At first I thought I had the wrong restaurant, but here you are.

Just like I imagined. You mean...

We're not bumping into each other?

You came here to see me?

I'm aware it was a bold move, but, one of those impulses that grabs you, but so far we're okay.



I mean... I kind of...

It would be great if you'd let me take that as a yes.

Would you like a glass of wine or something?

Yeah. I would.

I would love one.

I was just gonna give you a kiss hello.


Okay. Whoa.


You, uh...

You remember how you said if we still knew each other we should go to Paris for our birthdays?

Well, we still know each other.

That's true.

But, Harry, I haven't heard from you in six months.


After I saw you in the theater that afternoon with the dancing Henrys...

Yes. Sorry...

No, it's very funny, by the way.

I had another episode. Oh, I'm sorry.

Well, as it turned out, I was fine but I was sure I was dying, and the doctor in the ER said I needed to, uh, to decompress.

So I did.

I walked out of there and changed my life.

Sold most of my businesses, packed my bags, moved to an island in the Caribbean.

And that is where you've been all this time?

You've been in the Caribbean?

Actually, no.

I was there about six hours when it occurred to me that wasting away on an island in the Caribbean couldn't possibly cure what was ailing me.

So I decided to take another kind of trip, into, uh, let's call it, my past.

Your past?

I thought if I visited some of the women I've known that maybe I could figure out how I arrived at being me.


Wow, yeah, it was quite a journey.

Hi, Louise. Remember me?

Hi, how are...?

Some of the ladies, I admit, weren't too interested in seeing me, or even speaking to me, but one day, my losing streak ended.

One of them opened up to me.

Hearing what she had to say was no picnic, but I stuck it out and I listened.

And then I listened harder.

And one of the things I realized was I was actually giving closure to generations of women.

When you hear the same story about yourself over and over, your life begins to add up.

Took me months to find them all.

Visited a dozen different states.

But I traveled the farthest to see you.

I don't believe it.


Me either.

Doc. How are you? I'm good.

Nice to see you. You too.

I should have told you he was coming, but I was so engrossed in your story. I just...

Sorry I'm late.

What story? Oh, maybe another time.

So I guess I should've seen your play.

Would've known how this ended.

Yeah. Yeah, big twist, huh?


So, what are you doing over here, man?

Just a vacation. I've never been to Paris in January.

It's amazing to run into you. You look good, Harry.

Oh, you do, you look great.

I haven't been on a gurney in six months, so that's something.

Well, I've just been to every store in the city.


This woman's impossible to buy for, but I think I finally found the right gift.

Happy birthday, baby.

I'll open it in a bit. No, no, no, no. You know what?

I'm gonna let you two celebrate.

Harry, no, please.

You're welcome to stay.

Join us for dinner. We'd love to...

I can't. I can't. Really.

Why? You have somewhere to go?

I've spent a lot of time in hospitals.

It doesn't matter, right?

Went to see a... What was it? No, it was a wheaten terrier.

So beautiful. So beautiful.

* Happy birthday to you

* Happy birthday, dear Erica *

* Happy birthday to you Make a wish.

To the forces of destiny that brought us together tonight.

Forces of destiny. Beautiful.

What are you doing? You don't smoke.

I'm in Paris.

Secondhand smoke will kill you anyway.

She's very brilliant, but the woman cannot hold her liquor.

I like that about me. Me too.

Now if I were writing this, this is where I would write:

"An awkward moment."

Honey, if you were writing this, I'd be dead.

Never fails to amuse her.

No. Harry, please, let us.

Oh, no. Please, let us.

Doc, I insist. I crashed your party.

No. At least let me buy you dinner on your birthday.

Thank you.

What time does that say?

Oh, God, I have no idea. Oh, wait a minute, I...

Me too. Me too.

You think you look so handsome in mine?

You know how long I have been looking for those?

Yes, I do.

Thank you very much.

Excuse me. Thank you.

Once again, closure.

Well, here we are.

Harry, why don't you take it.

No, no. I think I'm gonna walk. You two take it.


Harry. Doc. Thanks for everything.

Stay well. Well, this was fun.

And it was so great to see you. Honest. So...

It was great to see you.


Erica, if you ever...


Take care of yourself, Harry.

Yeah, I will. You too.

It's cold, huh?

Look who gets to be the girl.

Anything else?

Where's Julian?

He's back at the hotel.

He said when he saw me with you he knew that I was still in love with you.

What do you have to say about that?

If it's true, my life just got made.

Why'd you come here, Harry?

Turns out the heart attack was easy to get over.

You, were something else.

I finally get what it's all about.

I'm 63 years old and I... I'm in love...

for the first time in my life.

That's what I came here to say.


Thank you...


Mr. Sanborn.

Four and a half.

Got your table waiting.

* You got to learn How to fall *

* Before you learn To fly *

* And mama, mama It ain't no lie *

* Before you learn to fly Learn how to fall *

* You got to drift In the breeze *

* Before you set your sails

* Oh it's an occupation Where the wind prevails *

* Before you set your sails

* Drift in the breeze

* You got to learn How to fall *

* Before you learn To fly *

* And mama, mama It ain't no lie *

* Before you learn to fly

* Learn how to fall *

* Hold me close And hold me fast *

* The magic spell you cast

* This vie en rose

* When you kiss me

* Heaven sighs

* And though I close my eyes

* I vie en rose

* When you press me To your heart *

* I'm in a world apart

* A world where roses bloom

* And when you speak

* Angels sing from above

* Everyday words seem

* To turn into love songs

* Give your heart And soul to me *

* And life will always be

*.La vie en rose *