Wildest Dreams (1990) - full transcript

♪ I wish that I had someone
I could tell this to♪

♪ I love you

♪ And I'll always make
Your dreams come true ♪

♪ Take away your troubles
when I hold you tight ♪

♪ Hold your hand
And walk you home at night ♪

♪ Come on, baby

♪ I know you're there

♪ Well, come out, baby

♪ I'm standing here

♪ Stroke of luck ♪

♪ Like a genie in a bottle



♪ Stroke of luck ♪

♪ I can see it in the stars

♪ Stroke of luck

♪ 'Cause I know
What I'm looking for ♪

♪ Just a little luck
Is all I need ♪

[man]
Hey, Mr. Delaney, delivery.

Hey, Bobby.
Where's your old man?

He'll...
I mean I'll be right down.

He and Mom
are getting ready to leave.

-I'm in charge.
-You?

I'll be right down, Doug.
Ow!

Dad?

-There's a delivery downstairs.-It can wait.

Now, if you use the oven,
make sure you turn it off.



And your mother's plants,

they need their feeding
every three days.

-You'll only be gone a week.
-[mom] Which means

you'll need to water them twice,dear. Once on Tuesday evening

and then again
on Friday morning.

I know.
I know when to water them.

It's on the list you gave me,
and the list Dad gave me.

And it's probably written across

the bathroom mirror
in a secret code,

which I'll spend one week
trying to figure out,

and it'll only say,
"Water the plants."

Are you through, dear?We're in a very much of a hurry.

-Yes. I'll get a cab.
-[dad] This is the first time

we've left you in charge, Bobby.

[mom] We just wanna leave you
with enough instructions

to cover any emergency.

I'll call you at the conventionif there's any problems.

Don't worry.

Joan and I
can handle everything.

Remember, empty the registereach night and make the deposits

-the next morning in--
-In person.

Don't use the deposit machines.

-What's this?
-Uh, nothing.

Uh, come on.
You got to hurry.

[Doug] If someone
ain't out here in ten seconds,

-I'm leaving this crate...
-He'll leave it there anyway.

Well, if you'd be nicer,maybe he'd help you bring it in.

-I am nice. He's the jerk.-[Doug]
One, two, three, four...

Remember, have Joan
clean all this junk.

Come on,
you'll be late for your bus.

Honey, he's fine.
We better hurry.

It's the first vacation
we've had in a while.

-You're not chickening out now.-[Doug] ...seven, eight, nine...

-Good thing you got here, kid.
-Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Taxi! Taxi!

The taxi awaits.

Will someone sign this
so I can split?

Bobby will. He's in charge.

Now, make sure you eat, dear.

-Tell Joanie to make you eat.
-Yes, Mom.

Yeah! [laughs]
Woo!

-Which line?
-Right here, pal. Calm down.

-Wow.
-[Doug] Hey!

How about you two
sitting on my face?

Shh.

-Pig!
-Ow!

[Doug] Oink, oink, oink.

Thanks a lot.

See you later, kid.

-Good luck being in charge.
-Aren't you gonna help?

-Hey, you need some help?
-[Bobby] Joan.

Yeah. I sure do.

-Did your parents leave?
-You missed them by minutes.

Did they leave you any lists?

-Ha ha ha ha.
-Sorry I asked.

[grunts]

So, what your dad
order from Egypt?

Probably a crate full of junk.

Did you set up this morning,
Bobby?

I've only been working heresince I was old enough to walk,

and he still doesn't think
I can set up.

Coffee?

Yeah, but only
if Stella's delivering.

Let's see
what Dad got this time.

[crate creaks]

Hi. This is Joan
over at Delaney's.

Yes. Good morning
to you too, Stella.

The usual.
Thank you.

Well?

Everything is broken.
Wait till I get a hold

-of that guy.
-Calm down.

I think it's supposed to be
that way.

Yeah.
These are Egyptian artifacts.

You're kidding?
They must be worth of fortune.

Antiquities need to be
in one piece to be valuable.

Is that whatthey're teaching you in college?

It's my field, Bobby.

Looks like your dad got a greatdeal on a crate full of--

-Crap?
-[Joan] Yeah.

Wow.

It's beautiful.

They must have put it in
by mistake.

Bobby, this is the real thing.
This is a perfect specimen.

Gee, that's real pretty.
How much you want for it?

Stella, we haven't
priced this yet.

Stupid me.

Now that you know
I wanna buy it,

you'll probably
charge me double.

Oh, I would never
do that to you, Stella.

Never double.

That's sweet.

Here's your coffees.
Now, that's $1.10.

-Your folks around here, Bobby?-Uh, they left 15 minutes ago.

You gonna throw a party
while they're gone?

Uh, I don't know.

Uh, maybe you'd liketo come over for dinner tonight

and help plan something
like a party.

Sure.
I love parties.

Joan can come.
I can come.

You can come.
Oh.

-How's 6:00?
-Six what?

Tonight at 6:00?
Meet me here.

Oh. Oh.
Yeah. Sure.

Oh, and I want that bottle.
It'll look great on my toilet.

-See you.
-[Bobby] See you.

[door closes]

Stella is coming over
for dinner tonight.

This is the greatest!
The greatest! [laughs]

Yeah. So I heard. So let's
finish unpacking this crate.

-Okey-dokey, boss.
-Do you see anything

on that slip about this bottle?

No. This is the last thing
on the list.

There must be a mistake.

[Joan] I can't find anything
about it in my book.

You just so happened
to have a book

about Egyptian antiquities?

No. Bottles. The kind
that date back before Christ.

You know,
all the undamaged specimens

were found in burial places
like, uh, pyramids and tombs.

Bobby, this is really weird,
this could be worth a fortune.

Well, what's your book say?

I don't know anything
about hieroglyphics.

I'll call the company.

You know, Professor Foley
might know.

Who's that?

He's my language teacher.

Hi. This is Bobby
calling from Delaney Antiques.

Uh, yes. We got it.
That's why I'm calling. Uh...

No, no, no. I realize everythingis supposed to be broken,

but there's an extra bottle

that's not on this list
that you sent us.

No. No. I'm not complaining.
Uh, I just thought someone

made an error or...

You packed the box yourself
and there was no bottle?

Well, maybe someone else
in the company may--

Okay. Okay.
Listen I was just trying to...

-He hung up.
-[hangs up phone]

Oh, well. Let's open.

Bobby? Bobby?

-Bobby, Stella's here.
-Where?

Nowhere. I just wanted
to get your attention.

Very funny.

[music playing]

"Put in oven for 60 minutes
at 350 degrees.

Reduce to 300 degrees for
another 30 minutes and enjoy.

Love, Mom."

One for Bobby.
One for Stella. [chuckles]

And now the couple retires
to an evening of romance.

Let's see.

That's good. Candles.

Candles.
Plates, silverware, napkins.

Wine glasses.
The wine glasses.

Oh, Stella. Stella, this will bea night to remember.

Ow!

[cash register dings]

Here's your change.

-Ma'am, your change.
-What? Oh.

-How much is that bottle?
-It's already sold.

Oh. Well, it's beautiful.
Something hypnotic about it.

Thanks.

-To whom is it sold?
-To Stella.

She wants it for her toilet.

Don't you dare give that to her

until after I've spoke
to Professor Foley.

I have a feeling this is not
a piece of toilet decor.

Okay. Okay. It's 6:00.

You're gonna be late
for your class.

You're so considerate.
Give Stella my best.

And don't you give that
to that waitress.

Okey-dokey, boss.

[shop bell dings]

[whistles]

6:30? Yeah.
She'll be here any minute.

[exhales] I bet Stella
looks just like that.

[sighs]

It's quarter after seven.
Where is she?

[groans]

[Stella giggling]

That will be all for today.
Class dismissed.

[students chattering]

-Professor Foley?
-Yes, Ms. Peabody.

I, um... I came across thisbottle in the shop where I work.

Oh, that's nice.

Now, if you'll excuse me, dear,I've got things to do.

Look, it had this writing on it.It looks like hieroglyphics.

Is-- Is this all the writing
on the bottle?

Oh, no. There was a lot more.
I just couldn't make it up.

[Prof. Foley] Is there anychance I could see this bottle?

-Oh, of course. When?
-Now!

Well, I can't now,
but we open the shop at 9:00.

Professor Foley,
can you tell me what it says?

Uh, nothing. Nothing.

I'll need to see the rest
of the hieroglyphics

before I know what it all means.

I'll keep it,
if you don't mind.

No, of course not.

I'll see you tomorrow.
Good night.

[Prof. Foley] Good night.

Foley. Foley...

this may finally be it.

Joan?

Stella?

Is somebody here?

Oh, no! The chicken!

No, no, no, no, no, no.
Oh, shit!

Ow! Ow!
[groans]

-Oh, water. Water.
-[wind howling]

-[water running]
-Oh. Oh, much better.

Oh. Oh. Oh.

God, I'm gonna get killed.

[sobbing] I should've never
invited Stella over.

I wish this place
was back to normal.

[coughs]

Wish number one?

You got it, Master.

[clicks fingers]

[sighs]Not bad after 2,000 years, huh?

Oh, your bird's over in that...

-That thing.
-The refrigerator?

That's a refrigerator?

You know, I've always
heard about them,

but I've never really seen one.

I could use one to keep
my beer cold in that bottle.

What's the matter with you?

You look like you've seen
Caesar's ghost.

I don't look that bad.

And besides, look at you,
you're no Mark Anthony either.

Who are you?
How did you do that?

The name's Dancee.

And everything
is back to normal,

if you call this normal,
because you wished it.

What?

[Dancee] Now, you've used up
one wish, Master.

And if you could please
get a move on with this.

I've got over 2,000 years
of partying to catch up on to

and time is wasting.

Hey, wait up, Master.

I didn't mean that
about Mark Anthony.

Oh, he was a schmuck anyway.

[clicks fingers]

-Oh. Oh. How--
-How many wishes

do you have left? Two.
And who's this girl here?

Some kind of sacred goddess
or something?

Who are you?
What do you want from me?

Calm down. That's how
I ended up in the bottle

in the first place.
And I would really rather

not end up in there again.
You know what I mean?

-Miss...
-[Dancee] Dancee.

Dancee. I don't understand
a thing you're saying.

Oh, okay. I see.Let me give it to you straight.

I'm a genie put in the bottle
because I got caught

doing something
I wasn't supposed to be doing.

Oh, but sure had fun doing it.

A genie?

Yeah. Your garden variety type.

You get three wishes,
I grant them.

You release me.
You're happy. I'm happy.

You know, you're very lucky.

Most genies
have wish restrictions,

time limit guarantees,part replacements not included.

None of that shit with me.

You wish, I grant,
and it's done.

I don't believe this.

I don't believe this.

You say you'll grant me a wish?

I already have.
You've got two left.

I got two left?

Okay.

Change into that.

Into that?

Master, I don't mind taking
my clothes off if-- But...

Into this bikini.

[gasps]
That's a bikini?

I was sitting on this thing
they called a radio

a few years ago.
Or was it a few hundred years?

I get so mixed up
in that bottle.

Anyway, they kept
singing a song

-about this itsy--
-The bikini.

Oh, yeah. Right.
Uh, is white and pink okay?

-Sounds good.
-All right.

[clicks fingers]

So what do you think?
I kind of like it.

Those fucking veils
have had it anyway.

It was time for a new wardrobe.Two thousand years

is a long time to go
without changing your undies.

-This is incredible.
-Incredible?

-Master, this body is heavenly.-Yeah. That too.

-I got two wishes.
-Uh-uh. One wish.

This was number two.

And I got to thank you for it.
You're a very generous master.

This will get me
in a lot of doors.

Now, let's tackle that
third wish.

What is it you really want?
What you really need?

Gosh. I can't think.
I mean, it's not every day

a guy could have anything
he wants.

-It is anything, isn't it?
-You name it.

I don't know.
I don't know.

-How about money?
-I've got to be careful.

I've heard of people
wishing for something,

but leaving out
part of their wish,

and then living to regret it.

How about fame?
Fame is anything.

[Stella giggling]

Whatever.

To be in love.
To have true love.

-No, that's not it.
-You want sex?

Well, that's part of it.

But I want more.

I wish for an honest,

true, passionate,

ever-expanding kind of love.

What?
I thought you wanted sex.

Well, that's
the passion part.

The kind of love
that lasts a lifetime.

That's what I wish for.

I wish for the kind of lovethat will last a lifetime.

With a girl, right?

Yes. With a girl.

I got to word this carefully.

I wish for the kind of love
that will last a lifetime

with a girl.

A gorgeous, sexy,

sensual, lusting kind of girl,

like Stella.

Your wish is my command.

Have a good life, Master.
I know I plan to.

[clicks fingers]

[Stella] Oh, Bobby.

Bobby, I have to see you.

Thanks, Dancee.

I have to kiss you
right away,

Bobby. Bobby. Bobby. Bobby.

Oh.

[moaning]

-I've wanted to do that forever.-You have?

-Forever.
-You want to plan our party?

Plan? No.

I'm in the mood
to rock and roll now.

But where?

I don't really know
how to rock and roll.

Stick with me.

I'll show you how to put
together a party.

[moaning]

You got a problem, kid?

Uh, no.
Uh, I don't think I do.

No, I don't have a problem.
Do you?

You know who you're talking to?

Oh, Bobby, don't wasteyour time with that creep.

I want you in one piece
tonight.

-Let's get out of here.
-Sure thing, Stella.

-Stella, what did I do?
-Nothing.

I just happen to be
in love with Bobby.

-So scram. You're in our way.
-Yeah. Scram.

[rock music playing]

[cheering]

♪ A miserable girl
With curlers in her hair ♪

♪ Your father is a sucker
But I don't really care ♪

♪ You're making rich and poor

♪ Your face looks like a rat
I wanna make you suffer ♪

♪ I wanna break your neck

[screaming]

[vocalizing]

♪ A rancid, rancid pig
Your body really smells ♪

♪ Like the bile vapors
That are coming up from hell ♪

[Bobby] Ow!

♪ Cold, diarrhea
And all disease come forth ♪

[indistinct shouting]

Hey, everybody,
you got to take it easy, okay?

Don't worry. They're cool.

You just met them an hour ago.
How do you know they're cool?

-Hey, man, we're cool.-Where's your tray of ice cubes?

Hey, everybody, there's food!

Help yourself, guys.
It's on my boyfriend.

[cheering]

-Oh, wow!
-You're the man.

Hey, let's cook
the pot chicken.

-Yeah.
-Yeah. Let's go! Woo-hoo!

[Bobby] Hey! Hey, you guys!
That's our dinner.

Don't worry.
I'm sure they'll save us a leg

or a breast or a...

[giggling]

Wow.
This is incredible.

What did I tell you?
Stick with me.

I'm going to see if they left
anything in the kitchen...

for us. [moans]

[chuckles]

[panting]

They left the cake.

Hey, that's ours.

No way.
This is my main course.

Excuse us,

but we have some serious
communicating to perform.

-What?
-Come on, Bobby. Oh.

Okay.

Oh, Bobby.

Yummy, yummy, yummy.

Mm.

Chocolate cake
is my favorite thing.

-My release button.
-Oh, yeah.

-[Bobby] Oh.
-Oh.

My absolute passion. Oh.

Oh. Oh, Stella.

Stella.
Uh, I love you, Stella.

I love you too, Bobby.

Oh, Stella.

[moaning]

Oh, baby. No.

Oh, Bobby.

[moaning]

[snoring]

[alarm clock rings]

[Bobby groans]

This love will never last
a lifetime.

What's up, Master?

She's definitely not the one.

-How do you know?
-If she was the one

you wouldn't have
popped back in now, would you?

Well, you've got a point.

Honey, keep the champagne cold,and that chariot revved up,

and those muscles toned.
Oh, I'll be right back.

[clicks fingers]

[sighs]

-What's with the mud?
-Shh. She'll hear you.

[Dancee]
She can't hear or see me.

-Only you can.
-Lucky me.

Damn right.

Mud wrestling.
Is this it?

-Was it any fun?
-Once was enough.

I hear you.

You don't like it
the first time, fuck it.

Well, what about
my lifetime love?

Don't use that tone
with me, Master.

You're the one who interrupted
me in the middle of my fir...

[chuckles]

Well, the first in 2,000 years.

And you're worried
about falling in love?

I'm so horny
I could take you on,

but I'm not allowed.

So can we please get on
with this lifetime love shit?

Well, maybe I need someone,
uh, a little more caring,

you know?

A little more domesticated.

Someone who likes to stay home
and cook, you know?

-Like your mother?
-No. Not like my mother.

But someone mature.

Someone who'll
take good care of me

and good care
of my home, you know?

[knocking on door]

Oh, shoot.
That must be Joan.

Stella? Stella?

Wake up, Stella.
You have to go home now.

I'm going downstairs.

[clicks fingers]

Stella, come on.
Wake up.

Oh, Bobby.
I love you so much.

-That was the best night ever.
-[Bobby grunts]

-Yo, man, thanks for the party.-Yes. You know where to find us.

Yeah. I know exactly
where not to look.

[Stella] Talk to you later,
lover boy. Oh.

Hi, Joan.
Bye, Joan.

-Did I interrupt something?
-Uh, no. I'm glad you arrived.

I would've slept all day
if you hadn't.

Yeah, well, you look
like you should have.

-How old is she?
-I don't know.

-Hey, Joan, how old are you?
-[Joan] Twenty. Why?

-Yeah. Why?
-I don't know. Too young?

-For what?
-Who are you talking to?

Uh, no one. I'm just a little
dazed this morning

trying to get
my thoughts together.

While you're working
on the impossible,

why don't you do
what you're qualified to do?

-Ooh.
-Shh.

-She can't hear me.
-Don't shh me.

I got some looking around to do.I'll see you later.

Where's the bottle?
Where's the bottle?

-What bottle?
-The bottle. The bottle.

-Good morning, Professor Foley.-Uh, is this it?

Yes. Professor,
this is Bobby Delaney.

-Who are you?
-My folks own this place.

Oh, hi. How much
do you want for this?

-It's not for sale.
-But I must have it.

Well, maybe you could
borrow it, Professor.

No. That bottle stays here.
Why do you want it?

Uh, the writing.I wanna figure out the writing.

Hieroglyphics is my...
My hobby.

Well, you're welcome
to copy it all down.

-Got to clean up a bit.
-Good idea.

Joan, dear, don't you think
it would be all right

if I, uh, borrowed it
for just an hour let's say?

-Sorry. He's the boss.
-Well...

Is there a chance I could--
I could perhaps

look at it privately?

Well, this is about as private
as we get around here.

Thanks.

Can you decipher it, Professor?

Well, I'm not one to make
wild guesses, Joan.

Facts, facts, and more facts.

That's what a true researcher
needs to back up his claims.

Hey, Professor,
figure it all out?

I'll need my books
for this one.

Thank you so much for letting
me touch your bottle.

Uh, I got a couple of errands
to run if you don't mind.

You close.

Master, you got to help me.
All these broads

-are beginning to look alike.
-Your wish is my command.

Hey, that's my line.
Who was that asshole

-that just came out of the shop?-Oh, that was Professor Foley.

He was sure interested
in that bottle.

Not to worry. I'm yours
till the wish is wished.

He can rub that bottle
for the rest of his life

and never even get a rattle.

What's it say
on the bottle anyway?

Fuck if I know.
I don't read hieroglyphics.

And, uh, what do you think
of this little outfit?

I like it. You got to leave
something to the imagination.

So what happens
when this wish is granted?

Where do you go?

Once you find your true love,
you're a free spirit.

Oh, not in the spirit
spirit sense,

but as a woman
ready to take on the world.

And let me tell you,
they better stand back,

'cause Dancee is gonna
get her way this time,

Cleopatra or no Cleopatra.

-You really knew her?
-[Dancee] Knew her?

Master, she's the one
who had me bottled.

Well, you know,
after she caught me with Mark,

she had one of her mystics
put a curse on me.

Wow.

Hey, what are they
doing in there?

This is a laundromat.

It's where people go
to wash their clothes.

Really?

Sure beats the hell
out of pounding rocks

down by the river.

You know,
I remember the time

when Cleopatra used to get
a hair up her ass

and I'd have to go trudging
down to the water

and wash her... clothes.

Well, well. Have we found
our possible sugar plum?

It looks like love to me.

Yeah. You know, we walk
around the city all day,

we end up four blocks
from where you live.

Well, you know what they say
about finding everything

you need
in your own backyard.

Fuck that shit, man.

Are you sure
she's the right one?

[Bobby] Look at her.

She's beautiful, gentle, sexy.

And she folds clothes
just like the domestic type.

Yeah, she does.

That's the one.

All right.
I've said it before.

Have a good life, Master.

-Bye.
-[clicks fingers]

Hi. I'm Isabelle.

Hi. I'm Bobby.

Let me do your laundry for you.

Oh, I'm sorry.
Uh, I don't have any with me.

Oh. I can wash
what you're wearing.

Uh, thanks.

Maybe some other time.

Well, silly of me.

If I would have washed
what you're wearing,

-you'd be completely naked.
-[laughter]

Can I make dinner for you?

Oh, sure.

Wonderful.
Thank you.

I'm afraid there's not much
in the way of food

back at my apartment.

There's a grocery store
just around the corner.

We can go there
and buy everything I need

to prepare you a feast.

What do you like?
I can make anything you want.

And if I don't already know
how to make it, I'll learn.

I love you.

I know it's here.
I know it's here.

I know it's here.
I know it must be here.

It's got to be here somewhere.

I know it's here.
I know it's here.

It's here somewhere.

It's here. It's here.
It's here. It's here. Oh.

Calm down, Foley.
We'll find it.

We must remain calm.

Yes.

[grunts]

[shop bell dings]

[Bobby] Hi, Joan.
How was business?

-Hi. I'm Isabelle.
-Hi.

Uh, business was
kind of slow today.

The closing sheets are here.
And I guess I'll be leaving.

[Isabelle] Would you like
to join us for dinner?

[Bobby] Uh, no, Isabelle.
Joan has class.

It's Saturday, remember?

Oh, yeah. Well, I'm sure
you have other plans,

so if you'll excuse us, I'll,
um, see you in the morning.

Um, would you lock up?

Yeah.
See you in the morning.

Heaven.
I think I'm in heaven.

I should apologize
for this mess, Isabelle.

You see, last night
we had a little party, and--

Apologize?Apologize for nothing, darling.

I love you.

Where are the cleaning supplies?

Under the sink.

What a wonderful place
for cleaning supplies.

Oh.

Oh, Isabelle.
You don't have to do that.

Oh, Bobby, yes, I do.

[screams]

Furniture polish with lemon.
My favorite.

Oh. Look at that shine.

I can see myself in it.

And I can see you too.

Dust balls everywhere.

[truck horn honks]

Hey, Isabelle, are you done?
I'm hungry.

-Hi, Louie.
-Where's, uh, Isabelle?

-She ain't here, Louie.
-Where is she?

Don't know. Uh, she left
a couple of hours ago.

Her and the Delaney boy
were walking up the street

in that direction.

-Who's this Delaney kid?
-Delaney Antiques.

A couple of blocks
over on Bleecker Street.

Ruth and Frank,
real nice people.

Antiques? What the hell
does she want with used stuff?

I buy her new. Everything she--

-I buy her new. Everything she---Louie. Louie, the clothes.

She left the clothes.

-[Louie] She left the clothes?
-[woman] Uh-huh.

That ain't like her.

No.

You sure she was feeling okay?

Looked all right to me.

[vacuum whirring]

-You through now?
-Yes. I think so.

-You are?
-Yeah.

[moaning]

[screams]

The shelves.
The top of the shelves.

Oh. Bobby, will you help me?
Lift me on your shoulders.

Do you really have to clean
the top of the shelves now?

Yes, I do.
Lift me on your shoulders.

-Okay. One leg.
-[Bobby] Okay.

-Okay?-[Bobby] All right. Now, get up.

-Yeah.
-Okay. Can you get up now?

-[Bobby] Yeah. Hold on.
-I'm holding on.

-[Bobby] Oh, okay.
-Okay. Turn around.

-This one in here?
-Yes. Yes.

-Close-- Oh, yeah.
-[Bobby] Oh, yes.

Yes.
Oh, little to the right.

-[Bobby] Okay.
-The right.

-The left. Left. The left.
-[Bobby] Okay. Your left?

-Oh. You comfortable, honey?
-[Bobby] Oh, yes.

-All right.
-[Bobby] And after

we clean these shelves,
there's lots more

-in the bedroom. [chuckles]
-Oh.

-[alarm buzzing]-Oh, you'll have to put me down.

That's the timer.
Dinner should be ready soon.

-[Bobby] Okay.
-[grunting]

Oh. You're so playful.

Need your dinner though.
Keep that strength up.

[humming]

There's lots more shelves
to be dusted in the bedroom.

Oh, you silly.
There's a time for everything.

Now is the time for feasting,
not cleaning.

Mm. Perfect.

Does everything smell
good to you, darling?

Smells delicious.
[chuckles]

Well, we've 30 minutes to spare.What would you like to do?

-Let me show you the bedroom.
-Wonderful.

-Lead me onward.
-[chuckling]

-Come this way.
-Oh, it's so clean.

It's in here.

[grunts]

[moaning]

Mind if I get a little more
comfortable?

No. Not at all.
Please be my guest.

[Bobby] Oh. Oh.

Oh. Oh.

-Ew.
-[Bobby] Oh.

Ew. Ew!

What's the matter?

Uh, I thought you said
now is the time for feasting,

not for cleaning.

A woman's work is never done.

[tuts]

When was the last time
you laundered these?

[Bobby] I don't know.

But I think they're good
for one more round,

if you know what I mean?

I know what you mean,
but, no, they're not.

They're filthy.
They're... [groans]

Ew.

-What are you doing?
-Now, you stay right there.

This should only take
a couple of hours.

But dinner.

I'll turn everything
down a bit.

It'll be even more succulent
that way.

All the raw meat juices
mixing with the potatoes

and the carrots. Mm.

Oh.

Hey, Bobby. It's me,
and I'm through with work.

-I'm all yours.
-Oh, shit.

It's Stella, and I'm here
to party, party, party.

Hey, Bobby, lover boy.
It's Stella.

-Who's that, darling?
-Uh, a friend,

loves antiques.
Can't keep her away.

Oh, how sweet.
You go take care of her

while I finish up
in the bedroom, bathroom,

laundry room, and whatever elseneeds my attention.

I need your attention.

Bobby, are you up there?

I know you're up there.
I can see you moving.

Woo.
I'm starting without you.

[truck horn honking]

Hey, Isabelle!

-Isabelle!
-Isabelle, come here.

-Yes, darling.
-Who's that?

Oh, that's Louie, my husband.

-Your what?
-My husband.

The man I used to love.

Oh, God!

Hey, Isabelle, where are you?
I'm hungry!

Oh, he's always hungry.

Maybe we should invite himto dinner. And your friend too.

No, Isabelle.
That's not a good idea.

Look, I think you have a fewthings to take care of at home.

-[Stella] Bobby!
-[Bobby] After you fix things.

[Isabelle] Oh, he's a lamb.

Get dressed.
Hurry.

Party, party, party!

Boy, she sure does wanna getat those antiques, doesn't she?

[Louie] Isabelle!

Oh, I'll tell Louie
it's over with.

Then I can move in,
and we can get married

after the divorce.

Isabelle, we must remain
calm and act maturely

-in this situation!
-Of course.

You just go on home, now.
Think about everything.

We'll talk in the morning.
I think you owe that to Louie.

He seems like
a really nice guy.

We wouldn't wanna hurt
his feelings, would we?

No. You're right.

You're so considerate.
That's why I love you.

[Bobby] Go. Go.

[panting]

That sure wasn't the one.

[coughs]

Fuck. I haven't even
gotten to first base yet.

Don't wipe it off.I'll be back in a little while.

-That's what you said last time.-Hey, don't get wise with me.

You gladiators
win a chariot race

and you think you got Rome
by the balls?

That'll tie you over.

[clicks fingers]

-Hi, Louie.
-[Louie] Where you been?

-Oh--
-I never knew

-you liked antiques. Come on.
-I don't.

Then what was you doing
in this used furniture joint

anyhow? Come on.

Hey. Hey!

[sobbing]
Have you seen Bobby Delaney?

Yes, I have. Hope you find
something you like.

Oh, Bobby!
Bobby, open this door!

I want to party!

I think I see the problem.

[clicks fingers]

-Wrong one?
-[Bobby] Yeah. Wrong one.

And what about Stella?

Why is she still downstairs
acting like she loves me?

Because she, uh... She does.

Well, do something about it.

Twirl and shake and unzap her.

Uh, I can't. I forgot.

What?

You mean you left me hereknowing she'd still be after me?

Well, the more, the merrier,

-I always say.
-Well, that's not what I say!

Hey, don't get huffy
with me, Master.

Let me think. Let me think.

Hurry down, Bobby.
It's gonna be all gone.

Think faster.

Well, while I'm thinking,
why don't you decide exactly

what kind of woman
you really want.

Not until you break the spell
on Stella and Isabelle.

[Dancee] Well,
that may take a while.

Why don't you get me a beer
while I think about it.

Uh-oh.

I was right. I was right.
[laughs]

I was right. I was right.
I was right. [laughs]

I'm going to be famous.
[kisses]

No one must get in my way.
No one.

Bobby, come on.
What's taking you so...

[hiccups] ...long.
[laughs]

[Dancee] The river Nile
flows and weeps

in the moonless sky,
long and deep,

another time,
another space,

we'll find us all
back in this place.

She looks like
she's having a good time.

Come on.

[laughs]

Look, Master, this genie stuff
is all new to me.

I mean, I've been reading booksfor the past 2,000 years.

This is my
first job experience.

[Bobby] Great.
And I'm that job, right?

[Dancee] Yeah.
You're damn right.

Now, let's find that love
of your life.

I'll take care
of the other two later.

What kind of female
do you really wanna share

the rest of your life with?

[Bobby] Well, my first two
choices sure were wrong.

[Dancee] Not wrong,
just a little off.

[Bobby] Maybe this time
I need someone passionate,

but mature.

Someone aggressively confident.

That describes half
the girls in New York.

Could you be
a little more specific?

-Classy.
-And single.

Definitely. And remember sexy.

[women screaming]

Rachel Richards.

-Who's that?
-A movie star.

-What's that?
-It's... Never mind.

-She's gorgeous.
-Confident,

aggressive, mature.
Certainly sexy.

-What?
-What about it?

-What about what?
-Her, silly.

Wait. Wait.
Wait a minute.

I have a 4:00 call tomorrow.
I have to be on my way, okay?

-[indistinct chatter]
-I must be on my way.

You really think so?

What do I know?
Looks like a hot mama to me.

Okay. Okay. I'm ready.

-You have a good--
-Good life. Yeah. You too.

-Goodbye.
-Bye. [clicks fingers]

[indistinct chatter]

Wow.
Who are you?

I'm Bobby Delaney.

I'm Rachel Richards.
And I love you.

Come.

Where to, Ms. Richards?

Bobby's place.
Tell him your address, Bobby.

Down in the village,
on Bleecker Street,

Delaney Antiques.

[fans screaming]

Where have you been
all my life?

I've been on Bleecker Street.

So is the address
of this antique joint.

[chuckles]

Don't you dare use that toneof voice with me, sl... Dexter.

[chuckles] Tell himyour address, Bobby, sweetheart.

It's 84 Bleecker Street,
across from the bakery.

That's enough. That's enough.
Did you get that... Dexter?

Oh, yes, ma'am.
I'm-- I'm sorry.

Excuse me for interrupting.

Don't you think
you're a little rough on him?

Rough? [laughs]

I'm never rough on those
who attend to me,

only in charge.

-Oh. I see.
-Now, where were we?

You-- You were licking my ear.

-Ow! Ow!
-[laughs] Don't worry.

Get used to it.

[panting]

-Who's that?
-Shh. We don't wanna wake her.

Whatever. Dexter,
get the rest of the supplies

-and come with us.
-[Bobby] What supplies?

Things to make me
and you happy.

Come on.

[laughs]

Too small.

Too bright.

This room.

[Dexter panting]

[rattling]

So, you're Bobby.

[panting]

I'll go get the rest
of the things.

There's more?

Oh, Bobby.
Help me with this record.

Now!

What is it?

[Rachel] You'll see.

Something to help me
get into the mood.

[tango music playing]

You ready to dance, Bobby?

Oh, my God.

Ow!

Oh, great outfit, Ms. Richards.

Shut up, slave.
Get to work.

Right away. Right away.

-[Bobby] Ow!
-Promise me you'll beat me.

I don't make promises
to you, slave.

Get to work.

Come on, my sweet...

My, oh, my.

Rub the bottle in a circular
motion... [panting]

You're not devoted, naked!

Don't.

[tango music continues]

[phone ringing]

Hello? Hello?

I just wanted to let you know
that I miss you, Bobby.

No, no, no.
Don't say anything.

I just wanted to let you know
that I love you.

-Who is that?
-Uh, a friend.

A girlfriend?

-Why you...
-Don't. Wait.

-What are you doing?
-Shut up, slave.

Dance with your master.

I'll have you know
that I'm the master.

-Says who?
-Says Dancee.

Dancee. [laughs]

Yes. Let's "“dancee"” more.

There.

[groans]

Done with Dancee, slave?

Let's check out the game room.

-Fun.
-Ow!

-Fun.
-Ow!

-Fun.
-Ow!

[laughs]

Circular motion to the right.

Oh, maybe it was
a circular motion to the left.

[moans]

Where's the genie?
Come to me, genie.

Come to me.

That little worm, Bobby,
must have already

released the genie.

No. Please don't hurt me.
Please don't hurt me.

-Shut up, slave.
-But I'm your slave.

You're my scumbag.
This is my slave.

Ooh, I like that even better.

Scumbag!
Oh, I love being a scumbag.

-[laughs]
-Shut up!

-Come on.
-Oh, what are you doing?

-Shut up! Get in.
-Ow! I'm in. I'm in.

Man the pulley.

-[Dexter snickers]
-What? Oh.

-[Rachel] Get in.
-[Bobby] Oh.

[Rachel] Shut up.

[Bobby screams]

[laughter]

Please...
Please let me down.

Uh, I--
I'll do anything you want.

[laughs]

That's why you're here,
to do anything I want.

[evil laugh]

-[Bobby groaning]
-[Rachel laughing]

Hmm. I think I'll wait
till they're done.

[Bobby groaning]

[machine beeping]

-[Rachel] What's that?
-Oh, it's your Calltend.

They want you on the set
in half an hour.

Just when I was getting
to my favorite part.

Secure him, Dexter.
We'll save him for later.

Yes, Master.

See you later, wimp.

How do I look, Dexter?

-Oh, ravishing.
-I know.

-The public awaits.
-[Dexter laughs]

[phone ringing]

[line ringing]

[groans]

She's gonna kill me.

But that wasn't the one.

What the fuck
happened this time?

Sorry.

I know. I know.

Believe me, I'm not coming backhere again.

We're taking care of this
once and for all.

-Right, Master?
-Right.

[sighs]

Ooh. Pretty professional, huh?

Please just let me down.

[Dancee] Pretty hardcore, huh?

Yeah. You sure can pick them.
Hurry, Dancee.

These ropes are killing me.

[Dancee] Hurrying as fast
as I can, Master.

And don't call me
master anymore.

I've had enough of that shit
to last a lifetime.

[Dancee]
Okay. I-- I almost have it.

[groans]

[Dancee] Ah, there you go, Mas--Uh, I mean, honey.

Thanks, Dancee.
You're a lifesaver.

I think you forgot something
the last time you left.

What?

Stella. Isabelle.
And now we have a Rachel.

-Oh, that.
-Yes, that.

Look, can I just cancel
this true love wish?

Uh, I-- I'll take money,
a yacht, jewels. You name it.

I can't do that.

Why not?

Because the only way
to undo a wish is if you die.

Well, I'm not gonna die
just to cancel out a wish.

Uh, there's got to be
another way besides death.

What would happen to you
if I should die?

I'd be at the mercy
of my next owner.

[Bobby] You mean you'd have
to start from scratch?

-Three wishes to the next owner?-Yup.

Well, we better get started
on this last wish,

so you can get your freedom,
and I can get some rest.

Rest in peace, you mean.

You better freshen up.

Couldn't I just take a nap?

You're the onewho needs to finish this thing,

so let's go.

[Bobby] While I get dressed,
you start thinking about

how to unzap those three
old monsters after me.

Oh, you don't mind
If I take this with me

-when I leave, do you?
-The poem, Dancee. The poem.

Oh, okay. Okay.

Uh, pharaohs old
and pharaohs new,

whirling sand dunes
embracing you,

relieve the innocent
from forgotten spells,

and set the pathway
straight to hell.

-[laughs]
-Well?

Uh, it's coming.
But, uh, let's go.

Come on. Let's go hunting.

Let me think it through
clearly this time.

What?

Last time, I was swept away
into the moment. No more.

Ooh. I kind of like
being swept away.

I don't want
some partying punk rocker.

Okay. No more Stellas.

And I don't want someone
to play mother.

Oh, and not another Isabelle.

And I especially don't want
anyone kinky.

Scratch the movie star.

Let's make it simple this time.

Simple.

Intelligent, organized, mature.

Uh, a girl who's pretty,
enjoys some sexuality.

Ooh. Now we're getting
to the good part. [laughs]

-That's it.
-That's it?

Will we be back by 9:00,
do you think?

Uh, I don't know.

I got to leave the door open
for Joan. Let's go.

[Bobby] So what about the poem?

[Dancee] I'm working on it.

Hey, how does this sound?

Two thousand years
of waiting alone

inside my bottle
for someone to phone.

[Bobby] You had a phone?

[Dancee] Uh, well, no,
but it sounded good.

-[Bobby] Keep thinking.
-[Dancee] Okay. Okay.

Sunday morning doesn't seem
to be the hunting hour.

Oh, relax.

You know, these buildings
in New York, they amaze me.

I can't figure out
how did the workers

get the things
all the way to the top?

I mean, the pyramids were big,
but these are humongous.

Well, they have machines
to do it.

Machines, computers
do everything these days.

What is a computer?

Well, it's hard to explain.

They're these little
microchips and...

That's a computer.

[Dancee] That builds all
these buildings?

[Bobby] Yeah, in a way.

She is beautiful.

Hey. What do you think?
What do you think?

-Looks intelligent, organized...-And pretty?

-I don't need your coaxing.
-Oh, sorry.

What the hell?
Zap her.

Ooh, I hope this is the one.

Uh, wait! What about Stella,
Isabelle and Rachel?

Uh, with your luck,
I'll be back in a few hours.

But what
if this is the real thing?

Hey, um, what did you just say?The real thing?

Uh, that strikes a brainwave.
Um, uh...

You remember
how to unzap them all?

Ooh, it's coming.
It's coming. Ooh.

Ooh. And I'd like to be too

-so I'll see you later.
-Uh, but--

[clicks fingers]

-Do I know you?
-I don't think so?

[clicks fingers]
The Frank and Clarke merger.

You're on the Clarke team,
right?

No.

But I sort of own
an antique shop.

Really? Now, that's an area
of investment

I've never dabbled in before,

but I hear there's a lotof money to be made in antiques.

-Well, not that.
-Wait. Wait.

There's something going on here.

Some sort of transaction
I'm feeling towards you.

I've never felt this way before.

Could it be love?

I don't know.
I hope so.

I feel like I'm walking on air.It's wonderful.

Now, tell me about all the moneyyou've made in antiques.

[Bobby] Well, I guess the shop
takes in around...

Well, I don't know.
You see, my father owns the--

[woman] Family money.
Well, that means

your capital's been working
for you for a long time.

Now, exactly how many years
has your family been buying

-and selling antiquities?
-Well, I guess...

Isn't this wedding announcementa little sudden?

You've always
been very adamant

about being
the independent woman.

Well, Betty, when the right mancame along,

all I can say is
there's no reason

to let my silly pride
stand in the way.

I must admit,
I am looking forward to a man

-dominating my life.
-Oh, really?

Could you tell us
who this Mr. Wonderful is?

-Bobby Delaney.
-Oh.

And where is the wedding
ceremony being held?

Oh, it's being held at his
parent's antique shop,

in the village, this afternoon.

Thank you, Rachel. Well, there you have it, folks.

Hollywood most eligible...

-I'll pack?
-I'll call a cab.

[Bobby] We'll be in my place
in a minute.

-You don't need to show me---I don't have a minute to spare.

I have a future to program.
Our future.

[Bobby] Oh.

Pass me the home
investment brochure.

It should be in the side
pocket there.

Ooh.

Boy, that's neat.

The world at our fingertips
wherever we go.

-[chuckles]
-The home investment brochure.

-Please. Please.
-Uh, I'm looking.

-I'm looking.
-Oh. Quickly. Oh.

In two years, we'll haveour second home in The Hamptons.

This is it.

Ooh. This looks like
a job for me.

[shop bell dings]

[gasps]Oh, Bobby, this place is heaven.

It's an absolute mess.
It doesn't look like anybody

has done an ounce
of bookwork in years.

Well, I know some has been done.

-I mean, for tax purposes and---Your tax returns,

-can I see them?
-Sure.

But wouldn't you like to go
upstairs for a few minutes,

stretch out a while,
talk about money market

-funds, bonds, facts?
-Later. Later, darling. Later.

I'll set up the computer.
You go get the tax returns.

Uh, they're upstairs.

[woman] Well, then I'll just
make myself comfortable.

I'll be right back.

[snores]

-Oh, God.
-[Stella snores]

I hope you're not getting
too comfortable,

because I have this sort of...
[gasps]

What did you say?

Uh, well, uh, I thinkwe better do this another time.

Oh, no, no.
The sooner the better.

Give me those returns,
let me set the books straight.

I'm not sure we should be goingthrough all my father's stuff.

Oh, wow! Oh, Bobby,
this is going to be a cinch.

Get me the ledgers, honey.

I'm going to make usone rich husband and wife team.

Kiss me.

The ledgers. The ledgers.

Um, here's another.

Oh, Bobby, you're the greatest
lover I've ever had.

-More, more ledgers. More!
-Uh, how about sales list?

Oh, bring them here.
Bring them here.

Oh. Oh, Bobby.

Oh, Bobby, you're the greatest
and most passionate man

I've ever met.
More, more, more, more.

-What are these?
-Uh, bills.

-Have they been paid?
-No.

[woman] Oh, unpaid bills
wanting my money,

wanting my attention.
Oh, Bobby. [moans]

Well, Dancee, old girl.
I'm through with this one.

[Dancee] Who's an old girl?

Oh, sorry.
Didn't mean that.

If anything's old,
it's this true love shit.

-[woman] Wow.
-Put me down, boys.

[woman] Oh, Bobby.
This is...

Here, let yourselves in.
I'll be back in, uh...

How should I know?

Right. How should you know?

Why don't you guys go back
and get comfortable?

Get out of those
leather loincloths.

-You must be hot in them.
-[keyboard clacking]

[clicks fingers]

If this isn't a lesson you can'tjudge a book by its cover,

-I don't know what is.
-She's going to make us rich.

Oh, better you buy a racehorse.You know, my couple of friends,

-we just---Did you remember the poem yet?

No. I've been busy.

Yeah. Leather loincloths,
right?

Right. So what's the trouble?

-[woman] More, more ledgers.
-Stella's passed out upstairs.

Isabelle's in the kitchen
cooking.

-Ooh.
-I don't know where Rachel is,

but I'm sure
she's headed here.

And this one,
with that computer of hers,

has probably already planned outthe cost of my funeral!

And you ask
what's the trouble?

How about if we go out

-and look for the girl--
-No more girls!

Not until you unzap the four
actively pursuing my body.

-[knocking on door]
-Oh, great. That must be Joan.

What do I do?

Well, be glad that she's not
after your body.

But then again
what's one more?

-[grunts]
-Uh...

camel heads and camel humps...Uh, making the wise men a grump.

Uh, I can't undo my mind--
Uh, at all time.

-Oh, I don't know.
-Dancee, do something!

Uh, ready or not, here goes.

-Hi, Joan. How are you doing?
-[shop bell chimes]

Bobby, you look terrible.
What have you been doing?

-Um...
-[woman] Oh, wow!

Oh, memos, bills, sales.

-Who's the naked girl?
-Who?

-And what is she doing?
-[woman] I need more.

The books.
She's doing the books.

Let's go outside,
and I'll try to explain.

[laughs]
Oh, good luck, kiddo.

Do you remember the bottle
we unpacked the day

before yesterday?

I thought you were gonna tell meabout the nude girl in there

-doing the books?
-I am,

but it started with the bottle.There was something inside it.

-What?
-[car horn honks]

A genie.

[car horn honks]

-Bobby.
-[chuckles]

Bobby, darling.
I missed you so much.

Yeah.

Dexter, how did he get
out of there?

-I don't know.
-Tighter knots next time.

-Oh, Bobby, darling.
-Rachel Richards?

Quick, Dexter.
Get the stuff set up.

For what?

[indistinct chatter]

Ms. Richards,
so is this the lucky man?

Yes. Bobby Delaney.

Won't he make
a wonderful groom?

-Groom?
-Groom?

What time is the ceremony,
Ms. Richards?

Oh, soon.
Very soon.

Give me ten minutes to set up.
Come, Dexter.

[reporter] Ms. Richards.

-Please one more question.
-[Rachel] Later. Bye.

-What is going on?
-[chuckles]

[reporter] Mr. Delaney,
how does it feel to be

-a chosen one?
-Chosen one what?

Chosen by Rachel Richards

to be her lawfully
wedded husband.

[chuckles] Excuse me,

but there's been
a major mistake.

Joan, won't you
take care of everything?

And who are you?
So, who are you? His sister?

No. I am not his sister.

Bobby, you can't leave me
out here like this.

Don't you set foot
into this shop.

I know we should never
have left him alone.

Never again.

[driver] Hey, you folks
hear Rachel Richards

-just got hitched?
-Yes. We've heard.

Uh, roses are red,
violets are blue.

-Oh, Bobby. Bobby.
-What's the matter with her?

Uh, Dancee, do something.
Uh, prove that you're here.

-Who are you talking to?
-Dancee, the genie.

-What do you want me to do?
-I don't know. Something!

Uh, tell her to watch the shelf.

-Watch that shelf.
-Why?

[glass shattering]

Dancee, my folks
are gonna kill me!

-How did you do that?
-Oh, Bobby.

Bobby, I love you.

-Do something about her.
-What do you want me to do?

Not you. It's what
I'm trying to tell you.

Uh, the bottle,
there's this genie.

She's right here.
She broke those vases.

Well, she can't see me.

-Shut up!
-What?

No. not you. Oh, God.
I think I'm going crazy.

Oh, you're not going crazy.

You just--
You just need a little rest.

Do something, Dancee.

Do your genie shit.

Bobby, more, more, more ledgers.More papers, more bills, Bobby.

You relax and I'll see
if I can find some upstairs.

[Bobby] No! Oh, no!

I'm ready for you, Bobby.

Bobby, are you all right?

Bobby, baby, I've been
waiting so long for you.

Stella, what are you doing here?

She was just taking
a little nap.

Breakfast should be
ready soon, darling.

Goodness, guests?
I better prepare more.

-Who is she?
-Who's that?

-The cook.
-Bobby, what is going on here?

-Yeah.
-Uh, nothing.

Uh, figments,
that's what they are.

Figments of our imagination.

[indistinct chatter]

[woman] Oh, Bobby. Bobby.
I love you, Bobby.

-Oh!
-Ow. What's your hurry?

My hurry is that
if I don't get out of here,

I'm gonna get lynched,
and it'll be your fault.

I take responsibility
for nothing.

I do my best.
That's all I can do.

Well, you better do better,
because if I get killed,

you'll have to start all over
with your gladiator boyfriend.

Okay. I'll...

-Are you this guy, Delaney?
-Uh, no. I mean, I don't know.

Uh, I never met him.

Help me. Help me.

Oh, no!

[woman] Oh, Bobby, come back.
Bobby.

-[gunshots]
-Oh. Help!

I want my genie!

[gunshot]

Oh, I think I have it.
I think I have it!

Bobby, Bobby,
I need more ledgers,

more sales print.

I think I've got it.
I think I've got it.

Well, say it or do it now!

What do you want us
to say or do?

Yeah. What do you want from us?A ménage a trois?

The answer to this confusion
is in the heart.

The unzapping and eliminating
of these tarts.

It's not nice to keep
your master waiting.

Don't stop.

Oh, I love that outfit.

[Bobby] Dancee...

-Who are these females?
-[Bobby] Uh, friends.

Friends of the family.

A wiggle and a shake,
uh, a jiggle and a roar...

One more for breakfast.

Bobby, these are all girls.
What is the meaning of this?

[all] Yeah.

Uh...

And release these false loves
and let true love soar.

[all] Well...

[Louie] Isabelle!

Try again, Dancee.
Try again!

[glass shattering]

Watch out!

[gunshot]

-Is anybody hurt?
-Not yet.

-Yeah.
-Yeah?

You mealy-mouthed pussies,
get out of here.

I'm not going anywhere
without my boyfriend!

[grunts] You can't talk to me
that way, woman.

And he's not your boyfriend.
He's my fiancé.

He's not your anything.
He's my slave.

Oh, get out of here!

[grunting]

Bobby, please do something.
They're your friends.

Think, Dancee. Think.

Ooh. I am thinking, Master.

Ooh, but I love
a good cat fight.

Get them, girls.
Oh, scratch her eyes out.

-[indistinct chatter]
-Oh, yes, yes. Me, me, me, me.

I've been a naughty boy.
Oh, give it to me.

Hit me, please.
Oh, yes, yes.

Hurt me. Hurt me.
Oh, God. Calm your waitress.

[indistinct chatter]

Oh, hurt me. Abuse me.
Oh, yes.

[screaming
and grunting continues]

You bitch!

Let go of me, you bitch!
Let go of me!

Get out of here!

[screaming]

Go sit on my face.
Leap on it.

Leap on my face, baby.

[screaming and grunting]

-Where are you, Isabelle?-[woman] More, more, more, more.

[screaming and grunting]

Wow. What a body.

Oh, my God.
Oh, my God!

Master, I can't seemto connect with anything.

Dancee, didn't you remember
something yesterday?

-What was it?
-Oh, yeah. True love.

Real love will break the spell.

Isabelle! Isabelle. Isabelle.

The genie.
Give me my genie.

Are you Delaney?

-Shit!
-Asshole!

[groans] Hey. Hey.

[screams]

[groaning]

Here.

Oh, have you seen...

[Bobby's mom gasps]

Tell Bobby I need more papers,
more ledgers. More, more.

[indistinct chatter]

Oh, my God! Isabelle!

[indistinct chatter]

What is the meaning of this?

Bobby, what is going on?

[indistinct chatter]

I got it!

Let's see.

When the heart expresses
what is truly feels

there is no need for wishes
and deals.

If in my master's life
true love exists,

let him find it waiting
in the morning mist,

and eliminate false loves
not true today,

and allow the real love
to find the way.

Well?

Bobby, what happened?
Why did they all stop?

I'm really sorry
about all this, Joan.

Was it the genie?

-Dexter, what am I doing here?
-Uh, you're gonna marry him.

Ha! Marry this nerd?
You've got to be kidding.

Rachel Richards would never
lower herself

-that low.
-Ow!

-Come on. Let me hear your pain.-[Dexter screams]

I thought the guy I threw out
the window was Delaney.

I don't know.
What happened?

You was in here cooking
and cleaning for that...

That little weasel.

Never would I be
unfaithful to you, Louie,

especially not for that
sad excuse of a man.

Ow!

[groans]

What the fuck is going on?

Did you get me drunk
or something, Bobby?

No, Stella.

[sobbing] Take advantage
of an innocent little girl.

You ought to be ashamed
of yourself, you pervert.

-[thud]
-[groans]

You have embarrassed us, Bobby.

There will be no second home
in The Hamptons for us,

you, you-- Whoever you are!

[groans]

Bobby, this is--
This is terrible.

-[sobs]
-See what you've done?

I think you better go
for a while

and let your mother calm down,
and me too.

Dad, it was all just
a big misunderstanding.

And when you get back,

I expect you to clean up
this entire mess.

Yes, Dad.

-Is she here now?
-Yeah.

Joan, this is Dancee.
Dancee, this is Joan.

-Hi, Dancee.
-Hi, honey.

She says hi.

You know,
I'm really sorry about this.

Yeah. Don't be sorry, Dancee.

[Joan] Why is she sorry?

[Bobby] My last wish
was to find love.

That's why all those girls
were after me.

Only Dancee couldn't remember
how to unzap them all.

-[Joan] But she did.
-[Bobby] Yeah.

-It's a beautiful poem.
-What did it say?

That true love
will find its way.

And that's why the spell
was broken on all those girls,

because true love was there,
right there in that room.

Me?

Congratulations, honey.

Dancee.
Dancee, don't leave.

[Joan] Where is she going?

Away.

I have so much to thank you for.

So thank me.

Thanks, Dancee.

You tell her
thanks for me too.

She hears you.

Good luck to you both.
And smile.

You have your whole life
ahead of you.

She wants us to smile.

That's better.

[Bobby] She's gone.

I'm sorry.

There's no need to be sorry.

Dancee, wouldn't want it
that way.

We got to celebrate.Party. Tell the world about us.

-[wind howling]
-The bottle.

The bottle.
Finally, the bottle.

Come to me.
Come to me.

Come to me, genie.

Come to me. Come to me.
Come to me.

[wind howling]

Have a nice 2,000 years, Foley.

[Foley] Help! Help! Help!

Bye-bye.

Look out, New York.
Dancee is coming through.