The Nanny (1993–1999): Season 5, Episode 7 - Mommy and Mai - full transcript
Since high school, Fran and Val have had a foster daughter from Cambodia named Mai Ling. Mai Ling is coming to New York for a visit. Upon arrival, Mai Ling is no longer a small child as Fran and Val expect, but a young nineteen year old woman. Mai Ling initially portrays herself as coming from a simple background, but she soon gets accustomed to life in the Sheffield house. Mai Ling borrows Fran's clothes - making her seem much more mature - without asking. And then her actions cause a rift between "her mothers", Fran and Val which requires a therapy session with Dr. Miller to resolve their issues. Because of these situations and more, Sylvia is suspicious of Mai Ling's motives. Sylvia convinces Fran that Mai Ling really wants to move in on Fran's role in Maxwell's life. In reality, Mai Ling aims her sights on another in the Sheffield household if only to be able to remain in the United States. Fran, Val and Mai Ling finally come to an understanding, especially when Fran and Val discover who one of Mai Ling's new American friends is. Meanwhile, Yetta is certain she's going to win the Publisher's Clearing House sweepstakes.
Hi.
Your grandmother is such a sucker.
She thinks she's a finalist in Ed
McMahon's Publisher's Clearing House.
You're just jealous
because I'm gonna be a millionaire.
You better be nice to me
because I got a very long memory.
Waitress, could I get a cup of decaf?
I got a letter for you.
From Cambodia.
Cambodia? Oh, my God.
Pack your bags.
We'll hide her out in Canada.
Look, Val, it's from Mai Ling.
-Who's Mai Ling?
-Oy, please, these two meshuganas
adopted an orphan in high school
for 17 cents a day.
What a steal.
Bell peppers are $4.99 a pound.
Ma, we weren't meshuganas.
That poor child
happens to come from a country
where you gotta scrape and scrounge
and fight for every last morsel of food.
-Stop that. Stop it.
-Let go of it, or I'll kill you.
Fran, she's coming to New York
three weeks from the date of this letter.
Which is tomorrow.
-Ma.
-Oh, I'm sorry.
I taped it to the refrigerator
to give it to you,
and then I forgot it was there.
Well, that's because the refrigerator door
is never closed.
Fran.
I can't believe our little girl
is coming to see us.
I wonder which one of us she'll look like.
Val, she's not gonna look like
either of us because she's adopted.
Yeah. It's...
-Am I an idiot?
-No.
Well, let's just pray
she inherited your brains.
She's got a very good heart.
So does an artichoke.
She was working in a bridal shop
In Flushing, Queens
'Til her boyfriend kicked her out
In one of those crushing scenes
What was she to do, where was she to go?
She was out on her fanny
So, over the bridge from Flushing
To the Sheffields' door
She was there to sell makeup
But the father saw more
She had style, she had flair
She was there
That's how she became the Nanny
Who would have guessed
That the girl we described
Was just exactly
What the doctor prescribed?
-Now the father finds her beguiling
-Watch out, C.C.
-And the kids are actually smiling
-Such joie de vivre!
She's the lady in red
When everybody else is wearing tan
The flashy girl from Flushing
The Nanny named Fran
Here's your sandwich, sir.
"Thank you, Niles." You're welcome, sir.
"All you do for me
and a heart condition on top of it."
I wouldn't let a little angina
keep me from picking up
your freshly-baked focaccia bread
at 4:00 in the morning.
You're right, Niles.
I don't appreciate you.
"Well, that's because
I don't do squat around here, sir."
Perhaps you should put more
effort into it, old man.
"Well, I can't, sir.
I'm a lazy old house-frau."
All I wanted was a simple thank you.
I suppose in order to get
some attention around here
I have to hop up on your desk
in my short skirt.
Did you say "my"?
I was putting myself in Ms. Fine's shoes.
Well, you can't wear those wingtips
with your skirt.
Make you look stumpy.
He who belts "I'm Gonna Wash That Man
Right Out of My Hair" in the shower
should not throw stones.
I assure you, I am the most masculine one
in this room.
Until now.
You know, Maxwell, I can't believe
what they get away with on TV these days.
I was watching this rerun of Seinfeld,
and Elaine must have been,
I don't know, 12 months pregnant,
and they didn't even acknowledge it.
They just kept hiding her
behind these huge props.
You know, this needs water.
Mr. Sheffield,
remember when you told me
that I could never have any more relatives
staying at the house?
Yes. But more importantly, do you?
Well, would you make an exception
for my daughter?
Your what?
My daughter.
Didn't I mention that
I have a 19-year-old daughter?
But that's impossible.
Means you would have to have been...
Ten.
I got her at a UNICEF fair
when I was in high school--
Junior high-- Elementary school.
Well, I think it's wonderful
that you're a foster parent, Ms. Fine.
Thank you. Does it give you any ideas?
You know, now that I have a kid,
and you have kids.
'Til the one day when
The lady met this fella
If I say she can stay here,
will you stop singing?
Thank you. You're such a doll.
Now I just hope that she likes me.
You know, I'm not really good with kids.
I mean, my own kids.
Maxwell, this just came from the framers.
Where do you want to hang it?
She's here.
She's here!
We're coming. We're coming.
Honey, let's meet our little girl.
Hi.
Hello. I am Mai Ling.
Boy, you really filled out
on 17 cents a day.
Hello, Mai Ling.
We are your mother and mother.
Look how I'm talking to her
like she doesn't understand.
You must be Val.
Come in. Come in.
So beautiful.
This is your house?
Well, I'm working on it, sweetie.
I can't wait to meet your husband.
Where is he?
Hopefully he's at a very successful
law firm or seeing a patient.
Come on, sit down.
Talk with your mother.
Excuse me. I'm her mother too.
So, sweetie, tell us,
how could you afford to fly here?
I work since I was 10 years old.
They let you work so young there?
No. Sometimes I have to lie about my age.
My baby.
My baby too.
-Well, it was my idea to buy her.
-Yeah?
It was my idea to go to the fair.
Please, Mommies, don't fight.
It put knife through my heart.
There, there, she's Jewish. She's mine.
Ma, you are not gonna win
from Publisher's Clearing House.
You spent your whole Social Security check
on magazines.
What do you need with Runner's Digest?
I thought it just said "digest."
What a pleasure, ladies.
Haven't seen you in, what, half a day?
How did you get in?
You left the door open.
You had a key made?
Maybe that was it.
Where are you running, Niles, darling?
I got a little something on my purse
at the gas station.
I wonder if you could get it off for me.
What is it? Grease?
Yeah. From a burrito.
It's Sylvia's.
Hi, Ma, Yetta.
Now, wait a minute.
You two did go home yesterday, didn't you?
What are you wearing
to Aunt Freida's birthday tomorrow?
I got the most adorable
little white polka dot dress
with big colorful fruits all over it.
Like that?
Yeah, that's it. You look great in it.
I'll wear something else to Freida's.
Ma, Yetta,
I want you to meet my daughter,
Mai Ling. She just arrived.
I hope you had a cesarean.
Maggie take me to big party,
and I want to look pretty like my mother.
-Thank you, sweetie.
-Thank you, sweetie.
What are you saying?
She's here one week
and in your clothes already?
Fran, I don't like it.
You don't take advantage of someone
when you're a guest in their house.
Niles, how long does it take
to clean a purse?
-Here's your pocketbooks, girls.
-Thanks.
Well, time to party, Mai.
But we have to be home early
because Maggie have school tomorrow.
No, no, no. You say that in front of Dad.
She's the one who taught me
how to do this.
Yeah. I taught her everything she knows.
-Have fun.
-Bye.
-Bye.
-Bye.
-So cute.
-Do you even know where she's going?
No. But I don't know
where Maggie's going either.
Well, I do not think Mai Ling
should go out dressed like that.
She looks like a hooker.
Val, that's my outfit.
Enough said.
-What's that supposed to mean?
-Come on. This is a big revelation?
You dress like a tramp.
You know what revelation means?
You know, you are always undermining me.
Now, why do I always have to be
the bad guy? You spoil her.
Well, what's the big deal
if I do spoil her? I can afford it now.
Please, it isn't your money.
You're the hired help.
Well, you really learn a lot
about a person
when you have a kid with them.
That's all I can say.
I'm sensing a lot of anger here.
-You think?
-You think?
Okay. Now, I have found
that in couples therapy
it's often useful for the couples,
the two of you,
to go back and try to remember what it was
that first attracted you to each other.
I mean, for instance, my wife says
about me it was my winning smile.
Look, doctor,
I've known her since kindergarten.
I simply think I have outgrown her.
Do you see what she does?
She always tries to act superior.
You know, that's why so many people
did not like her in high school.
Is she stupid?
I was the most popular girl in school.
It said so on all the bathroom walls.
There she goes, calling me stupid again.
You know, for 20 years
she's been making fun of me.
And I gotta tell you something,
I'm getting damn tired of it.
How dare you?
When I'm the one that's always
defending you
-...when everyone calls you dumb.
-Yeah?
Know what? I'm the one that always
defended you in high school
when everybody called you a slut.
Dr. Miller, you see how dumb she is?
She thinks that's an insult.
Yeah, yeah.
Well, what about values, huh?
Some values you are teaching our daughter,
living with a man out of wedlock.
I'm not in a relationship
with Mr. Sheffield. I'm his nanny.
Congratulations, Fran.
You just broke through your denial.
You know, after 20 years
of a relationship,
you expect a little magic to go out of it.
But this is beyond repair.
I'll tell you something,
it is over between us.
I am suing you for full custody.
Big shot, huh?
She'll be back.
You know, I drove her,
and she has my keys.
Ma.
Ma.
What is it? Darling, what?
I can't even talk about it.
Good, because your father and I
are going to the movies.
Ma.
If we don't get there before 3:00,
we'll miss the free jalapeno nachos.
All right! What is it?
Sweetheart,
nothing is ever as bad as it seems.
Ma, it's over. We split up.
No! Don't say that!
It's true.
It was the worst fight we ever had.
Oh, my God. I'm having palpitations.
Quick, get me my medicine.
Even Dr. Miller said
we had irreconcilable differences.
I'll kill that quack.
You go back and beg for forgiveness.
Bend a little, for God's sakes.
You're a single maid.
Ma, what are you talking about?
Apologize to Mr. Sheffield.
Ma, I'm talking about Val.
I am missing jalapeno nachos
for that moron?
Well, consider it a favor
to the people sitting behind you.
What the hell do you have
to fight about with Val?
Well, it all started over Mai Ling,
but then--
Darling, that's the problem. That girl.
First she busts up your friendship
with Val,
next she'll come between you
and Mr. Sheffield.
Ma, she's a baby. She's only 19.
And what were you doing when you were 19?
That's different, Ma.
I was a very mature 19.
I was 24.
Besides, it's crazy. Mr. Sheffield
is practically her foster father.
Two words, baby:
Soon-Yi.
What are you doing home
in the middle of the afternoon?
My office is at home.
Well,
Mr. I've-got-an-answer-for-everything,
answer me this.
Are you having an affair with Mai Ling?
Ms. Fine, are you insane?
I have never been this sane
in my entire life.
Or this thin, thank you very much.
Now, if there's nothing going on
between you two, then answer me this.
Why do you look so unbelievably handsome?
And explain that extra sparkle
in your eyes.
Because I'm looking at you.
Please.
If I'm so irresistible,
why aren't you all over me?
To hell with Mai Ling.
Ms. Fine, I cannot believe
you'd accuse me of such a thing.
-She's a teenager, for heaven's sakes.
-Well--
I mean, it's not as if I'm some
over-sexed 16-year-old boy.
What the hell's going on in here?
Well, Dad, I mean,
she just knocked on my door,
asked me how to spell a big word
and started kissing me.
How dare you?
I gotta try that. But how dare you?
No, it's okay, Dad, because we're engaged.
-What?
-What?
You are nothing of the sort.
What's the matter, my daughter's
not good enough for you?
Ms. Fine, they are not engaged
and that's that.
Hello, how else am I going to get
my green card?
Well, that's Val's side
coming right through there.
Brighton, how could you let yourself
be taken in like this?
Well, let's see, I'm 16,
she's a breathing female, and I'm 16.
That's all you need.
Fran.
I just got your message about Mai Ling.
I can't believe it.
Where did we go wrong?
Val, it isn't our fault.
We were too young when we had her.
-I'm sorry.
-I missed you.
-I love you.
-I missed you.
-I love you.
-I'm sorry.
Fran, let's promise never again
to let our kids come between us.
What kids?
As of this moment, I'm disowning her.
Me too.
Val.
Well, why ruin two jackets?
Hi, Moms.
Don't "Moms" us.
It's Ms. Fine and Ms. Toriello to you.
I'm so sorry that I hurt you.
I'll leave and stay with my friend
I met last night at the party.
His mother has a big apartment
in the city.
I'm walking to the door.
I'm almost to the door.
Well...
Are you never going to speak to me again?
Speak to you?
You used us.
You almost broke up me and your mother.
And you hurt the people that I love.
We can't even look at you.
Well, if you change your mind,
here's the number where I will be staying.
If I or my friend, Jason, is not there,
just ask for his mother.
Ms. Barbra Streisand.
Goodbye, Ms. Fine, Ms. Toriello.
-So formal with your mothers.
-So formal with your mothers.
Thanks for buying
these subscriptions off me, Neal.
Yetta, you said "a few."
I also said you were invited
to my wedding.
You mean I'm not?
Well, you'll be there,
but you won't exactly be a guest.
Wear comfortable shoes.
Thanks, Neal.
What?
Your grandmother is such a sucker.
She thinks she's a finalist in Ed
McMahon's Publisher's Clearing House.
You're just jealous
because I'm gonna be a millionaire.
You better be nice to me
because I got a very long memory.
Waitress, could I get a cup of decaf?
I got a letter for you.
From Cambodia.
Cambodia? Oh, my God.
Pack your bags.
We'll hide her out in Canada.
Look, Val, it's from Mai Ling.
-Who's Mai Ling?
-Oy, please, these two meshuganas
adopted an orphan in high school
for 17 cents a day.
What a steal.
Bell peppers are $4.99 a pound.
Ma, we weren't meshuganas.
That poor child
happens to come from a country
where you gotta scrape and scrounge
and fight for every last morsel of food.
-Stop that. Stop it.
-Let go of it, or I'll kill you.
Fran, she's coming to New York
three weeks from the date of this letter.
Which is tomorrow.
-Ma.
-Oh, I'm sorry.
I taped it to the refrigerator
to give it to you,
and then I forgot it was there.
Well, that's because the refrigerator door
is never closed.
Fran.
I can't believe our little girl
is coming to see us.
I wonder which one of us she'll look like.
Val, she's not gonna look like
either of us because she's adopted.
Yeah. It's...
-Am I an idiot?
-No.
Well, let's just pray
she inherited your brains.
She's got a very good heart.
So does an artichoke.
She was working in a bridal shop
In Flushing, Queens
'Til her boyfriend kicked her out
In one of those crushing scenes
What was she to do, where was she to go?
She was out on her fanny
So, over the bridge from Flushing
To the Sheffields' door
She was there to sell makeup
But the father saw more
She had style, she had flair
She was there
That's how she became the Nanny
Who would have guessed
That the girl we described
Was just exactly
What the doctor prescribed?
-Now the father finds her beguiling
-Watch out, C.C.
-And the kids are actually smiling
-Such joie de vivre!
She's the lady in red
When everybody else is wearing tan
The flashy girl from Flushing
The Nanny named Fran
Here's your sandwich, sir.
"Thank you, Niles." You're welcome, sir.
"All you do for me
and a heart condition on top of it."
I wouldn't let a little angina
keep me from picking up
your freshly-baked focaccia bread
at 4:00 in the morning.
You're right, Niles.
I don't appreciate you.
"Well, that's because
I don't do squat around here, sir."
Perhaps you should put more
effort into it, old man.
"Well, I can't, sir.
I'm a lazy old house-frau."
All I wanted was a simple thank you.
I suppose in order to get
some attention around here
I have to hop up on your desk
in my short skirt.
Did you say "my"?
I was putting myself in Ms. Fine's shoes.
Well, you can't wear those wingtips
with your skirt.
Make you look stumpy.
He who belts "I'm Gonna Wash That Man
Right Out of My Hair" in the shower
should not throw stones.
I assure you, I am the most masculine one
in this room.
Until now.
You know, Maxwell, I can't believe
what they get away with on TV these days.
I was watching this rerun of Seinfeld,
and Elaine must have been,
I don't know, 12 months pregnant,
and they didn't even acknowledge it.
They just kept hiding her
behind these huge props.
You know, this needs water.
Mr. Sheffield,
remember when you told me
that I could never have any more relatives
staying at the house?
Yes. But more importantly, do you?
Well, would you make an exception
for my daughter?
Your what?
My daughter.
Didn't I mention that
I have a 19-year-old daughter?
But that's impossible.
Means you would have to have been...
Ten.
I got her at a UNICEF fair
when I was in high school--
Junior high-- Elementary school.
Well, I think it's wonderful
that you're a foster parent, Ms. Fine.
Thank you. Does it give you any ideas?
You know, now that I have a kid,
and you have kids.
'Til the one day when
The lady met this fella
If I say she can stay here,
will you stop singing?
Thank you. You're such a doll.
Now I just hope that she likes me.
You know, I'm not really good with kids.
I mean, my own kids.
Maxwell, this just came from the framers.
Where do you want to hang it?
She's here.
She's here!
We're coming. We're coming.
Honey, let's meet our little girl.
Hi.
Hello. I am Mai Ling.
Boy, you really filled out
on 17 cents a day.
Hello, Mai Ling.
We are your mother and mother.
Look how I'm talking to her
like she doesn't understand.
You must be Val.
Come in. Come in.
So beautiful.
This is your house?
Well, I'm working on it, sweetie.
I can't wait to meet your husband.
Where is he?
Hopefully he's at a very successful
law firm or seeing a patient.
Come on, sit down.
Talk with your mother.
Excuse me. I'm her mother too.
So, sweetie, tell us,
how could you afford to fly here?
I work since I was 10 years old.
They let you work so young there?
No. Sometimes I have to lie about my age.
My baby.
My baby too.
-Well, it was my idea to buy her.
-Yeah?
It was my idea to go to the fair.
Please, Mommies, don't fight.
It put knife through my heart.
There, there, she's Jewish. She's mine.
Ma, you are not gonna win
from Publisher's Clearing House.
You spent your whole Social Security check
on magazines.
What do you need with Runner's Digest?
I thought it just said "digest."
What a pleasure, ladies.
Haven't seen you in, what, half a day?
How did you get in?
You left the door open.
You had a key made?
Maybe that was it.
Where are you running, Niles, darling?
I got a little something on my purse
at the gas station.
I wonder if you could get it off for me.
What is it? Grease?
Yeah. From a burrito.
It's Sylvia's.
Hi, Ma, Yetta.
Now, wait a minute.
You two did go home yesterday, didn't you?
What are you wearing
to Aunt Freida's birthday tomorrow?
I got the most adorable
little white polka dot dress
with big colorful fruits all over it.
Like that?
Yeah, that's it. You look great in it.
I'll wear something else to Freida's.
Ma, Yetta,
I want you to meet my daughter,
Mai Ling. She just arrived.
I hope you had a cesarean.
Maggie take me to big party,
and I want to look pretty like my mother.
-Thank you, sweetie.
-Thank you, sweetie.
What are you saying?
She's here one week
and in your clothes already?
Fran, I don't like it.
You don't take advantage of someone
when you're a guest in their house.
Niles, how long does it take
to clean a purse?
-Here's your pocketbooks, girls.
-Thanks.
Well, time to party, Mai.
But we have to be home early
because Maggie have school tomorrow.
No, no, no. You say that in front of Dad.
She's the one who taught me
how to do this.
Yeah. I taught her everything she knows.
-Have fun.
-Bye.
-Bye.
-Bye.
-So cute.
-Do you even know where she's going?
No. But I don't know
where Maggie's going either.
Well, I do not think Mai Ling
should go out dressed like that.
She looks like a hooker.
Val, that's my outfit.
Enough said.
-What's that supposed to mean?
-Come on. This is a big revelation?
You dress like a tramp.
You know what revelation means?
You know, you are always undermining me.
Now, why do I always have to be
the bad guy? You spoil her.
Well, what's the big deal
if I do spoil her? I can afford it now.
Please, it isn't your money.
You're the hired help.
Well, you really learn a lot
about a person
when you have a kid with them.
That's all I can say.
I'm sensing a lot of anger here.
-You think?
-You think?
Okay. Now, I have found
that in couples therapy
it's often useful for the couples,
the two of you,
to go back and try to remember what it was
that first attracted you to each other.
I mean, for instance, my wife says
about me it was my winning smile.
Look, doctor,
I've known her since kindergarten.
I simply think I have outgrown her.
Do you see what she does?
She always tries to act superior.
You know, that's why so many people
did not like her in high school.
Is she stupid?
I was the most popular girl in school.
It said so on all the bathroom walls.
There she goes, calling me stupid again.
You know, for 20 years
she's been making fun of me.
And I gotta tell you something,
I'm getting damn tired of it.
How dare you?
When I'm the one that's always
defending you
-...when everyone calls you dumb.
-Yeah?
Know what? I'm the one that always
defended you in high school
when everybody called you a slut.
Dr. Miller, you see how dumb she is?
She thinks that's an insult.
Yeah, yeah.
Well, what about values, huh?
Some values you are teaching our daughter,
living with a man out of wedlock.
I'm not in a relationship
with Mr. Sheffield. I'm his nanny.
Congratulations, Fran.
You just broke through your denial.
You know, after 20 years
of a relationship,
you expect a little magic to go out of it.
But this is beyond repair.
I'll tell you something,
it is over between us.
I am suing you for full custody.
Big shot, huh?
She'll be back.
You know, I drove her,
and she has my keys.
Ma.
Ma.
What is it? Darling, what?
I can't even talk about it.
Good, because your father and I
are going to the movies.
Ma.
If we don't get there before 3:00,
we'll miss the free jalapeno nachos.
All right! What is it?
Sweetheart,
nothing is ever as bad as it seems.
Ma, it's over. We split up.
No! Don't say that!
It's true.
It was the worst fight we ever had.
Oh, my God. I'm having palpitations.
Quick, get me my medicine.
Even Dr. Miller said
we had irreconcilable differences.
I'll kill that quack.
You go back and beg for forgiveness.
Bend a little, for God's sakes.
You're a single maid.
Ma, what are you talking about?
Apologize to Mr. Sheffield.
Ma, I'm talking about Val.
I am missing jalapeno nachos
for that moron?
Well, consider it a favor
to the people sitting behind you.
What the hell do you have
to fight about with Val?
Well, it all started over Mai Ling,
but then--
Darling, that's the problem. That girl.
First she busts up your friendship
with Val,
next she'll come between you
and Mr. Sheffield.
Ma, she's a baby. She's only 19.
And what were you doing when you were 19?
That's different, Ma.
I was a very mature 19.
I was 24.
Besides, it's crazy. Mr. Sheffield
is practically her foster father.
Two words, baby:
Soon-Yi.
What are you doing home
in the middle of the afternoon?
My office is at home.
Well,
Mr. I've-got-an-answer-for-everything,
answer me this.
Are you having an affair with Mai Ling?
Ms. Fine, are you insane?
I have never been this sane
in my entire life.
Or this thin, thank you very much.
Now, if there's nothing going on
between you two, then answer me this.
Why do you look so unbelievably handsome?
And explain that extra sparkle
in your eyes.
Because I'm looking at you.
Please.
If I'm so irresistible,
why aren't you all over me?
To hell with Mai Ling.
Ms. Fine, I cannot believe
you'd accuse me of such a thing.
-She's a teenager, for heaven's sakes.
-Well--
I mean, it's not as if I'm some
over-sexed 16-year-old boy.
What the hell's going on in here?
Well, Dad, I mean,
she just knocked on my door,
asked me how to spell a big word
and started kissing me.
How dare you?
I gotta try that. But how dare you?
No, it's okay, Dad, because we're engaged.
-What?
-What?
You are nothing of the sort.
What's the matter, my daughter's
not good enough for you?
Ms. Fine, they are not engaged
and that's that.
Hello, how else am I going to get
my green card?
Well, that's Val's side
coming right through there.
Brighton, how could you let yourself
be taken in like this?
Well, let's see, I'm 16,
she's a breathing female, and I'm 16.
That's all you need.
Fran.
I just got your message about Mai Ling.
I can't believe it.
Where did we go wrong?
Val, it isn't our fault.
We were too young when we had her.
-I'm sorry.
-I missed you.
-I love you.
-I missed you.
-I love you.
-I'm sorry.
Fran, let's promise never again
to let our kids come between us.
What kids?
As of this moment, I'm disowning her.
Me too.
Val.
Well, why ruin two jackets?
Hi, Moms.
Don't "Moms" us.
It's Ms. Fine and Ms. Toriello to you.
I'm so sorry that I hurt you.
I'll leave and stay with my friend
I met last night at the party.
His mother has a big apartment
in the city.
I'm walking to the door.
I'm almost to the door.
Well...
Are you never going to speak to me again?
Speak to you?
You used us.
You almost broke up me and your mother.
And you hurt the people that I love.
We can't even look at you.
Well, if you change your mind,
here's the number where I will be staying.
If I or my friend, Jason, is not there,
just ask for his mother.
Ms. Barbra Streisand.
Goodbye, Ms. Fine, Ms. Toriello.
-So formal with your mothers.
-So formal with your mothers.
Thanks for buying
these subscriptions off me, Neal.
Yetta, you said "a few."
I also said you were invited
to my wedding.
You mean I'm not?
Well, you'll be there,
but you won't exactly be a guest.
Wear comfortable shoes.
Thanks, Neal.
What?