Living Single (1993–1998): Season 2, Episode 4 - Working Nine to Nine-Fifteen - full transcript
♪ We are living single ♪
♪ Ooh in a 90's kind of world ♪
♪ I'm glad I've got my girls ♪
♪ Keep your head up ♪
♪ What ♪
♪ Keep your head up ♪
♪ That's right ♪
♪ Whenever this life get
tough you got to fight ♪
♪ With my homegirls
standing to my left ♪
♪ And my right ♪
♪ True blue ♪
♪ We're tight like glue ♪
♪ We are living ♪
♪ Check check check it out ♪
♪ Check check check it out ♪
♪ Single ♪
Max! Have you
been here all night?
Are you crazy? I went
home to get my robe.
What's up with those rollers?
Oh! Oh, oh, oh!
Was an experiment. I had
to do something at 4:00 a. m..
And that's all you
could think of?
Made you a pot‐holder.
‐ Maxine. ‐ Yeah?
Look, I know it's been rough
being suspended from work..
And girl, you know
you're like a sister to me
but you've just been chillin'
all up and through here
for the past four weeks.
What are you trying to say?
‐ Go home. ‐ It's time.
You again?
Max, you're like a wad of gum
stuck to the bottom of my life.
What do you people
want me to do?
I just can't sit around
my place all day
waiting for Evans and
Bell to call me back to work.
Why not?
'Cause I've already had my
phone calls forwarded here.
Good morning, my little crumpet.
Good morning, my
handsome hash brown.
Hey, you two make
breakfast really unattractive.
You ladies know Miss
Meg, that nice elderly woman
about ye high, who lives across
the street in Max's building?
‐ 'Yeah.' ‐ 'Mmm‐hmm.'
You think she's a serial killer?
No!
‐ Why? ‐ No reason.
Just thought I saw her
draggin' a dead body to her car.
‐ Wait! ‐ What?
‐ Morning, people. ‐
Overton, you are bugging.
That sweet old lady
is not a murderer.
Overton, man, are you
still on this Miss Meg thing?
I saw what I saw.
Uh‐huh. Now, tell the
ladies what you watched
on television last night.
‐ "Dial M for Murder." ‐ Mm‐hmm.
‐ "Psycho." ‐ Mm‐hmm.
And "The Wrath of Khan."
‐ Your point? ‐ Has been made.
Don't! I got it! Oh, sorry.
I'm here, don't worry yourself.
Maxine Shaw.
Yes.
Mmm‐hmm.
Okay. Bye.
That was Evans and Bell.
They want me at work tomorrow.
I'm... back!
Okay? Hey, you know what I mean.
There you go. Hey! Ah!
‐ Hey, baby, I love you!
‐ She's back! She's back!
Yo!
Ah‐h.
Whoo!
Fluorescent light.
Oh, headphones.
Oh! Stapler.
Tracy, we're out of staples.
Welcome back, Max.
It's good to be back.
Oh, look at that.
Come here, girl.
City.
A city filled with contract
disputes, personal injuries
bad marriages... at
125 bucks an hour.
Let's get started.
‐ Fire away. ‐ Okay.
First, I need the depositions
for the Bentley
embezzlement case.
Then, a precedent
for the Harris vs. The
Cherry Hill Tattoo Parlor.
This can't be the first
time a customer's asked
for "Satan rules", and
got "Santa rules" instead.
‐ Ah! ‐ Knock‐knock.
Glad to see you
settling in, Max.
A good lawyer never settles.
He he.
Yes, well, I hope your extended
vacation gave you time to think
about how your
over‐zealousness almost lost us
our biggest client.
Mr. Evans, my time off
was a virtual reflect‐a‐thon.
Not only did I reflect on how
I over‐stepped my bounds..
I also thought about how I
can improve my win‐loss ratio
dispose of my case
load more efficiently
and I learned French!
Lovely!
You understand we
had to give your cases
to other attorneys
during your absence.
Natural‐mo.
And you understand
that you'll have to help
some of the new associates
before taking on any more cases?
Absolu‐mo!
I'm glad we're on the same page.
One other thing, our tax
department is expanding.
So we're moving you
to a office down the hall.
You mean one of those
cubby holes with no windows?
Oui.
Anything else?
Max. Max, let me say this.
If it were up to my partner,
you'd never see the inside
of this law firm again.
But I convinced him that
we'd look pretty stupid if we lost
a lawyer of your
caliber to another firm.
Oh, another thing.
It'd have been more useful
if you'd to learn Spanish.
Estupido!
Enough.
Khadijah, paper plates?
Oh, you volunteerin' to
wash dishes after the party.
Carry on.
Synclaire, I am really
impressed that you made
all these decorations
by yourself.
We needed a theme.
Could you hand me one
of those little electric chairs.
That's sick. That's..
Oh, think Miss Meg
about to make a move.
Overton, man, the
woman uses a cane.
Yeah, in the right hands it's
an effective murder weapon.
But wait, what's that in
your orthopedic shoes?
Why, it's poisoned spikes!
Yeah, you just laugh it
up, Little Lord Fauntelroy.
But always remember,
in the movies it's always
the skeptical one
that get's it first.
Oh, please. Overton,
you know what, man?
I am really sick of you
and about this. Alright?
Now, I'm sure it's just a‐‐.
Oh, my God!
That's right. Hannibal
Lecter with dentures.
Wow, Miss Meg really
is holding a corpse.
She's in great shape
for an old biddy!
Let me see. Let me see.
Oh, too late. She
just went inside.
Obie, are you sure it isn't
just one of those scary movies
you saw the other night?
No, Synclaire, I
saw the body, too.
Besides, I can
tell the difference
between reality and movie magic.
Wait, wait. Remember the
time we went to see "Alien"?
You spent the whole night up
worrying something was gonna
pop out of that
mole on your arm.
Pffft. Aah!
Yeah.
Well, I would expect you
not to believe me, Khadijah.
You're a skeptic.
But, Synclaire, I'm your man.
Don't you worry, Overton.
I'm with you on this one.
We're gonna bust Miss Meg.
Now, she might be old,
but she ain't above the law.
When I'm receiving the
mayor's medal of honor
I'll be sure to thank you.
Even though we both know
that you didn't support me
when... I needed it most.
Oh, thank you. Sometimes,
I think I don't deserve you.
Believe me, you do.
Good evening, people.
So... how was your first
day back at Evans and Bell?
It was great!
Magnifique!
‐ I quit. ‐ No!
Max, you just went back to
work. How could you quit?
I had to.
They gave away my cases,
moved me into a cubicle
and they asked me
out to lunch for sushi.
I hate sushi!
Me, too. Sushi can
give you parasites.
It's the green horseradish
that gets to me.
You couldn't have given
this a little more thought?
Well, hell, I tried it with
ginger, I tried it with..
I tried it with soy
sauce. I tried it..
You're not even
talking to me, huh?
Khadijah, I am not
going back. Bump that.
They made it very
clear they would never
stop punishing me
for what I did. So..
Oh, I understand, Max.
I know what it's like to be
trapped in a job you can't stand
trapped like a wolf in a clamp.
You just wanna chew off
your own paw just to be free.
Just gnaw.
And then, Khadijah hired me.
It's good to be free.
Let the sun shine in.
You got to scrape your
fins on that one, baby girl.
Max, I know things
was kinda tight at work.
I'm saying it was
a paycheck right.
And a place for you
to go everyday, right.
I mean, couldn't you
have at least waited
until you had
another job lined up?
You are all forgetting
that I am Maxine Shaw
the baddest attorney of law.
Now there've been
offers in the past
there'll be plenty
in the future.
All I have to do is sit here,
and wait for your phone to ring.
Oh, no.
See, honey, when you left, I
had the phones re‐forwarded
back to your crib.
I know. I had them
re‐re‐forwarded.
No!
You've got to get up
pretty early in the morning
to get one over on me!
Yes, because evil never sleeps.
But ugly gets plenty of rest.
Dissing Kyle.
I guess you really
are okay, huh?
That's what I've
been trying to tell you.
Well, I'm glad, Max. So
since you gonna be home a lot
would you let me put some
suction mounted parabolic
microphones on your
ceiling, so I can listen in
on what Miss Meg's up to?
If you're looking for
someone to worry about..
'Khadijah.'
‐ Khadijah. ‐ What?
That cover letter and resume
aren't folded
into perfect thirds.
Then you could be
foldin' 'em your damn self.
Come on, Khadijah, these are
the kind of things employers notice.
No wonder I haven't
received any offers.
I've offered to throw
your ass off the roof.
Max, these things take time.
You've only been
out of work one week.
And four week's
suspension before that.
If I don't sue
someone soon, I'll die!
Regine, let go.
I gotta check the depth of field
and make sure the
F‐stop is properly adjusted.
Well, I've gotta put film
in the camera, Jughead.
There you go, genius.
Get over that spying
on that old lady.
Y'all should be
ashamed of yourselves.
No, it's the police that
need to be ashamed.
We've been down
there three times
telling them about Miss Meg.
And now, we ain't allowed
within 200 feet of the precinct.
Well, has Miss. Meg done
anything out of the ordinary?
Well, let's just take
a little look at the log.
8:00 a. M., sharp
10:00 a. M., takes
three blue pills.
11:30, drags body in front door.
It's the same thing everyday.
Someone's
approachin' the building!
Middle‐aged man,
striped polyester pants
wallabies, large canvas sack.
Ooh, not a good look!
Mailman!
I just hope she doesn't get
any more rejection letters today.
Me, too! Every rejection
means 100 more resumes.
I am tired of licking the
back of Patsy Cline's head!
Obie, Obie, I think
I got something.
The couple in 3‐B
just had a argument
and from the look on his face
he just found out
that baby ain't his!
Regine, sometimes I feel you're
motivated by sheer nosiness
and not the pursuit
of truth and justice.
Yeah, so?
Three more law firms have
thanked me for my interest
but I've nothing available.
But the good news is, I get
ten CDs for a penny, if I act now.
Don't do it, Max. It's a trap.
Max, may be you should
just call Evans and Bell
and ask for your job back.
That would be like
admitting I was wrong.
And I wasn't.
It's not gonna happen, Khadijah.
Hey! This one's from
Pearlman, Horn and, Kocek.
They're the ones who made you
the offer before Evans and Bell.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Blah, blah, blah.
Et cetera, et cetera. Yes!
They want a meet with me.
Hey, see, Khadijah, she
does have a prayer in hell.
Regine, I've solved the case.
There's an abandoned
apartment across the street.
It's been completely trashed.
It's gotta be the crime scene.
Well, no, that's
Max's apartment.
You know, Max, the
city will pick that stuff up
every Wednesday if
you just put it all outside.
You know, I miss helping Max.
Typing, stuffing
envelopes, making copies.
It was all so soothing.
Well, in that case, there's
a big soothing pile of work
on your desk at the office.
It's practically a spa.
Alright you naysayers...
say nay to is.
We got three rolls
of hard evidence.
Plus the shot of
Synclaire trying to blow out
the trick candles
on her birthday cake.
You guys!
Look at this. Miss
Meg dragging the body.
Well, just call him John Doe.
Here she is, putting
John into the car.
Oh, that really is a body.
Oh, I should've
had faith in you.
Don't worry, my
little sweet potato pie.
Just being able to say, "I
told you so" is its own reward.
Overton, I have solved the case.
Here is your dead body.
It's called a safety man.
Miss Meg puts him in the car
so it doesn't look like
she's driving alone.
You sure it's not
just a crafty alibi?
Come on, give it up, Overton.
When I went to talk to her
she'd just gotten off the
phone with the police.
She reported a couple of
peeping toms across the street.
Unbelievable!
I cannot tell the difference
between a real man
and a rubber one
from 50 feet away.
I'm losing my touch!
Maxine Shaw,
Esquire in the house.
Hey, two scare crows
looking for a brain.
So I guess the
interview went well?
I was on.
By the time I finished
they were asking
me when I could start.
Girl, I have not
seen you this happy
since you won that negligence
suit against that bra company.
Snap in the front, someone's
bound to lose an eye.
‐ When do you start?
‐ Sometime next week.
They still have to call,
and make me a formal offer.
Oh, then I guess this is
what this message is all about.
Oh, they probably want
me to start tomorrow.
Hello, Maxine Shaw for
Tom Pearlman, please.
Mr. Pearlman, hi.
I enjoyed our meeting
this afternoon, as well.
Oh, I see.
Thank you.
‐ I didn't get the job. ‐ Oh!
Why not?
They went with
another candidate.
Oh, maybe it's because
you're a woman.
‐ Yeah. ‐ They hired a woman.
Well, you know,
could be a racial thing.
Yeah, that's it, racial.
She was a sister.
Anybody?
I know what the
problem is. It's me.
Max don't trip.
No, no, maybe..
Maybe I'm, uh, not
qualified enough.
Come on, Max, now, I could
say a lot of bad things about you.
And I will.
But you are a good lawyer.
You graduated at
the top of your class.
You passed the New
York bar the first time.
John F. Kennedy Jr. couldn't
do it, and he knows people.
Well, maybe I just
don't work hard enough.
Hush up, girl.
Nobody works harder.
Or maybe it's an ego thing.
Maybe I'm too arrogant.
No.
Max, you are arrogant.
And hard headed and
overbearing and domineering.
But that's what it takes
to be a good attorney.
‐ Maybe. ‐ Okay,
my pep talk is done.
If you need some more
stroking, talk to Synclaire.
You'll be back to
work in no time.
At even better firm,
making more money.
Believe me, everything
happens for a reason.
Woo woo woo. Woo woo woo.
Yeah, you're right.
I'll be fine. Fine,
more than fine.
‐ Ha, I just need
food. ‐ There you go.
Yes, hello. May I
speak to Al Evans
or Raymond Bell, please?
I know I may have
acted rashly, but..
No, that's stupid.
I know I may
have acted foolish..
But if you give
me another chance
I think I can prove...
that I'm a team player.
'Al Evans office.'
'Hello?'
'Hello?'
'Hello?'
♪ We are living single ♪
♪ Yes we're living
the single life ♪
♪ We are living single ♪
♪ In a 90's kind of world ♪
♪ I'm glad I've got my girls ♪
♪ Keep your head up! What! ♪
♪ Keep your head
up! That's right! ♪
♪ Whenever this life gets
tough you got to fight ♪
♪ With my homegirls standing
to my left and my right ♪
♪ True blue, we're
tight like glue ♪
♪ We are living single ♪
♪ In a 90's kind of world ♪
♪ I'm glad I've got my girls ♪
♪ Ooh in a 90's kind of world ♪
♪ I'm glad I've got my girls ♪
♪ Keep your head up ♪
♪ What ♪
♪ Keep your head up ♪
♪ That's right ♪
♪ Whenever this life get
tough you got to fight ♪
♪ With my homegirls
standing to my left ♪
♪ And my right ♪
♪ True blue ♪
♪ We're tight like glue ♪
♪ We are living ♪
♪ Check check check it out ♪
♪ Check check check it out ♪
♪ Single ♪
Max! Have you
been here all night?
Are you crazy? I went
home to get my robe.
What's up with those rollers?
Oh! Oh, oh, oh!
Was an experiment. I had
to do something at 4:00 a. m..
And that's all you
could think of?
Made you a pot‐holder.
‐ Maxine. ‐ Yeah?
Look, I know it's been rough
being suspended from work..
And girl, you know
you're like a sister to me
but you've just been chillin'
all up and through here
for the past four weeks.
What are you trying to say?
‐ Go home. ‐ It's time.
You again?
Max, you're like a wad of gum
stuck to the bottom of my life.
What do you people
want me to do?
I just can't sit around
my place all day
waiting for Evans and
Bell to call me back to work.
Why not?
'Cause I've already had my
phone calls forwarded here.
Good morning, my little crumpet.
Good morning, my
handsome hash brown.
Hey, you two make
breakfast really unattractive.
You ladies know Miss
Meg, that nice elderly woman
about ye high, who lives across
the street in Max's building?
‐ 'Yeah.' ‐ 'Mmm‐hmm.'
You think she's a serial killer?
No!
‐ Why? ‐ No reason.
Just thought I saw her
draggin' a dead body to her car.
‐ Wait! ‐ What?
‐ Morning, people. ‐
Overton, you are bugging.
That sweet old lady
is not a murderer.
Overton, man, are you
still on this Miss Meg thing?
I saw what I saw.
Uh‐huh. Now, tell the
ladies what you watched
on television last night.
‐ "Dial M for Murder." ‐ Mm‐hmm.
‐ "Psycho." ‐ Mm‐hmm.
And "The Wrath of Khan."
‐ Your point? ‐ Has been made.
Don't! I got it! Oh, sorry.
I'm here, don't worry yourself.
Maxine Shaw.
Yes.
Mmm‐hmm.
Okay. Bye.
That was Evans and Bell.
They want me at work tomorrow.
I'm... back!
Okay? Hey, you know what I mean.
There you go. Hey! Ah!
‐ Hey, baby, I love you!
‐ She's back! She's back!
Yo!
Ah‐h.
Whoo!
Fluorescent light.
Oh, headphones.
Oh! Stapler.
Tracy, we're out of staples.
Welcome back, Max.
It's good to be back.
Oh, look at that.
Come here, girl.
City.
A city filled with contract
disputes, personal injuries
bad marriages... at
125 bucks an hour.
Let's get started.
‐ Fire away. ‐ Okay.
First, I need the depositions
for the Bentley
embezzlement case.
Then, a precedent
for the Harris vs. The
Cherry Hill Tattoo Parlor.
This can't be the first
time a customer's asked
for "Satan rules", and
got "Santa rules" instead.
‐ Ah! ‐ Knock‐knock.
Glad to see you
settling in, Max.
A good lawyer never settles.
He he.
Yes, well, I hope your extended
vacation gave you time to think
about how your
over‐zealousness almost lost us
our biggest client.
Mr. Evans, my time off
was a virtual reflect‐a‐thon.
Not only did I reflect on how
I over‐stepped my bounds..
I also thought about how I
can improve my win‐loss ratio
dispose of my case
load more efficiently
and I learned French!
Lovely!
You understand we
had to give your cases
to other attorneys
during your absence.
Natural‐mo.
And you understand
that you'll have to help
some of the new associates
before taking on any more cases?
Absolu‐mo!
I'm glad we're on the same page.
One other thing, our tax
department is expanding.
So we're moving you
to a office down the hall.
You mean one of those
cubby holes with no windows?
Oui.
Anything else?
Max. Max, let me say this.
If it were up to my partner,
you'd never see the inside
of this law firm again.
But I convinced him that
we'd look pretty stupid if we lost
a lawyer of your
caliber to another firm.
Oh, another thing.
It'd have been more useful
if you'd to learn Spanish.
Estupido!
Enough.
Khadijah, paper plates?
Oh, you volunteerin' to
wash dishes after the party.
Carry on.
Synclaire, I am really
impressed that you made
all these decorations
by yourself.
We needed a theme.
Could you hand me one
of those little electric chairs.
That's sick. That's..
Oh, think Miss Meg
about to make a move.
Overton, man, the
woman uses a cane.
Yeah, in the right hands it's
an effective murder weapon.
But wait, what's that in
your orthopedic shoes?
Why, it's poisoned spikes!
Yeah, you just laugh it
up, Little Lord Fauntelroy.
But always remember,
in the movies it's always
the skeptical one
that get's it first.
Oh, please. Overton,
you know what, man?
I am really sick of you
and about this. Alright?
Now, I'm sure it's just a‐‐.
Oh, my God!
That's right. Hannibal
Lecter with dentures.
Wow, Miss Meg really
is holding a corpse.
She's in great shape
for an old biddy!
Let me see. Let me see.
Oh, too late. She
just went inside.
Obie, are you sure it isn't
just one of those scary movies
you saw the other night?
No, Synclaire, I
saw the body, too.
Besides, I can
tell the difference
between reality and movie magic.
Wait, wait. Remember the
time we went to see "Alien"?
You spent the whole night up
worrying something was gonna
pop out of that
mole on your arm.
Pffft. Aah!
Yeah.
Well, I would expect you
not to believe me, Khadijah.
You're a skeptic.
But, Synclaire, I'm your man.
Don't you worry, Overton.
I'm with you on this one.
We're gonna bust Miss Meg.
Now, she might be old,
but she ain't above the law.
When I'm receiving the
mayor's medal of honor
I'll be sure to thank you.
Even though we both know
that you didn't support me
when... I needed it most.
Oh, thank you. Sometimes,
I think I don't deserve you.
Believe me, you do.
Good evening, people.
So... how was your first
day back at Evans and Bell?
It was great!
Magnifique!
‐ I quit. ‐ No!
Max, you just went back to
work. How could you quit?
I had to.
They gave away my cases,
moved me into a cubicle
and they asked me
out to lunch for sushi.
I hate sushi!
Me, too. Sushi can
give you parasites.
It's the green horseradish
that gets to me.
You couldn't have given
this a little more thought?
Well, hell, I tried it with
ginger, I tried it with..
I tried it with soy
sauce. I tried it..
You're not even
talking to me, huh?
Khadijah, I am not
going back. Bump that.
They made it very
clear they would never
stop punishing me
for what I did. So..
Oh, I understand, Max.
I know what it's like to be
trapped in a job you can't stand
trapped like a wolf in a clamp.
You just wanna chew off
your own paw just to be free.
Just gnaw.
And then, Khadijah hired me.
It's good to be free.
Let the sun shine in.
You got to scrape your
fins on that one, baby girl.
Max, I know things
was kinda tight at work.
I'm saying it was
a paycheck right.
And a place for you
to go everyday, right.
I mean, couldn't you
have at least waited
until you had
another job lined up?
You are all forgetting
that I am Maxine Shaw
the baddest attorney of law.
Now there've been
offers in the past
there'll be plenty
in the future.
All I have to do is sit here,
and wait for your phone to ring.
Oh, no.
See, honey, when you left, I
had the phones re‐forwarded
back to your crib.
I know. I had them
re‐re‐forwarded.
No!
You've got to get up
pretty early in the morning
to get one over on me!
Yes, because evil never sleeps.
But ugly gets plenty of rest.
Dissing Kyle.
I guess you really
are okay, huh?
That's what I've
been trying to tell you.
Well, I'm glad, Max. So
since you gonna be home a lot
would you let me put some
suction mounted parabolic
microphones on your
ceiling, so I can listen in
on what Miss Meg's up to?
If you're looking for
someone to worry about..
'Khadijah.'
‐ Khadijah. ‐ What?
That cover letter and resume
aren't folded
into perfect thirds.
Then you could be
foldin' 'em your damn self.
Come on, Khadijah, these are
the kind of things employers notice.
No wonder I haven't
received any offers.
I've offered to throw
your ass off the roof.
Max, these things take time.
You've only been
out of work one week.
And four week's
suspension before that.
If I don't sue
someone soon, I'll die!
Regine, let go.
I gotta check the depth of field
and make sure the
F‐stop is properly adjusted.
Well, I've gotta put film
in the camera, Jughead.
There you go, genius.
Get over that spying
on that old lady.
Y'all should be
ashamed of yourselves.
No, it's the police that
need to be ashamed.
We've been down
there three times
telling them about Miss Meg.
And now, we ain't allowed
within 200 feet of the precinct.
Well, has Miss. Meg done
anything out of the ordinary?
Well, let's just take
a little look at the log.
8:00 a. M., sharp
10:00 a. M., takes
three blue pills.
11:30, drags body in front door.
It's the same thing everyday.
Someone's
approachin' the building!
Middle‐aged man,
striped polyester pants
wallabies, large canvas sack.
Ooh, not a good look!
Mailman!
I just hope she doesn't get
any more rejection letters today.
Me, too! Every rejection
means 100 more resumes.
I am tired of licking the
back of Patsy Cline's head!
Obie, Obie, I think
I got something.
The couple in 3‐B
just had a argument
and from the look on his face
he just found out
that baby ain't his!
Regine, sometimes I feel you're
motivated by sheer nosiness
and not the pursuit
of truth and justice.
Yeah, so?
Three more law firms have
thanked me for my interest
but I've nothing available.
But the good news is, I get
ten CDs for a penny, if I act now.
Don't do it, Max. It's a trap.
Max, may be you should
just call Evans and Bell
and ask for your job back.
That would be like
admitting I was wrong.
And I wasn't.
It's not gonna happen, Khadijah.
Hey! This one's from
Pearlman, Horn and, Kocek.
They're the ones who made you
the offer before Evans and Bell.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Blah, blah, blah.
Et cetera, et cetera. Yes!
They want a meet with me.
Hey, see, Khadijah, she
does have a prayer in hell.
Regine, I've solved the case.
There's an abandoned
apartment across the street.
It's been completely trashed.
It's gotta be the crime scene.
Well, no, that's
Max's apartment.
You know, Max, the
city will pick that stuff up
every Wednesday if
you just put it all outside.
You know, I miss helping Max.
Typing, stuffing
envelopes, making copies.
It was all so soothing.
Well, in that case, there's
a big soothing pile of work
on your desk at the office.
It's practically a spa.
Alright you naysayers...
say nay to is.
We got three rolls
of hard evidence.
Plus the shot of
Synclaire trying to blow out
the trick candles
on her birthday cake.
You guys!
Look at this. Miss
Meg dragging the body.
Well, just call him John Doe.
Here she is, putting
John into the car.
Oh, that really is a body.
Oh, I should've
had faith in you.
Don't worry, my
little sweet potato pie.
Just being able to say, "I
told you so" is its own reward.
Overton, I have solved the case.
Here is your dead body.
It's called a safety man.
Miss Meg puts him in the car
so it doesn't look like
she's driving alone.
You sure it's not
just a crafty alibi?
Come on, give it up, Overton.
When I went to talk to her
she'd just gotten off the
phone with the police.
She reported a couple of
peeping toms across the street.
Unbelievable!
I cannot tell the difference
between a real man
and a rubber one
from 50 feet away.
I'm losing my touch!
Maxine Shaw,
Esquire in the house.
Hey, two scare crows
looking for a brain.
So I guess the
interview went well?
I was on.
By the time I finished
they were asking
me when I could start.
Girl, I have not
seen you this happy
since you won that negligence
suit against that bra company.
Snap in the front, someone's
bound to lose an eye.
‐ When do you start?
‐ Sometime next week.
They still have to call,
and make me a formal offer.
Oh, then I guess this is
what this message is all about.
Oh, they probably want
me to start tomorrow.
Hello, Maxine Shaw for
Tom Pearlman, please.
Mr. Pearlman, hi.
I enjoyed our meeting
this afternoon, as well.
Oh, I see.
Thank you.
‐ I didn't get the job. ‐ Oh!
Why not?
They went with
another candidate.
Oh, maybe it's because
you're a woman.
‐ Yeah. ‐ They hired a woman.
Well, you know,
could be a racial thing.
Yeah, that's it, racial.
She was a sister.
Anybody?
I know what the
problem is. It's me.
Max don't trip.
No, no, maybe..
Maybe I'm, uh, not
qualified enough.
Come on, Max, now, I could
say a lot of bad things about you.
And I will.
But you are a good lawyer.
You graduated at
the top of your class.
You passed the New
York bar the first time.
John F. Kennedy Jr. couldn't
do it, and he knows people.
Well, maybe I just
don't work hard enough.
Hush up, girl.
Nobody works harder.
Or maybe it's an ego thing.
Maybe I'm too arrogant.
No.
Max, you are arrogant.
And hard headed and
overbearing and domineering.
But that's what it takes
to be a good attorney.
‐ Maybe. ‐ Okay,
my pep talk is done.
If you need some more
stroking, talk to Synclaire.
You'll be back to
work in no time.
At even better firm,
making more money.
Believe me, everything
happens for a reason.
Woo woo woo. Woo woo woo.
Yeah, you're right.
I'll be fine. Fine,
more than fine.
‐ Ha, I just need
food. ‐ There you go.
Yes, hello. May I
speak to Al Evans
or Raymond Bell, please?
I know I may have
acted rashly, but..
No, that's stupid.
I know I may
have acted foolish..
But if you give
me another chance
I think I can prove...
that I'm a team player.
'Al Evans office.'
'Hello?'
'Hello?'
'Hello?'
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