Anything for Love Page #7
- TV-G
- Year:
- 2016
- 84 min
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I don't get it, she told me
she was an executive assistant.
Executive assistant?
She most certainly is not,
and from what I understand,
you are not a doctor.
Don't worry,
I haven't told her yet.
She'd be mortified to realize
she's been duped like this.
I'd like to spare her
the embarrassment.
What is this?
A check for $237.00 to at&t?
No. What?
Oh, sorry,
that's my phone bill.
Um...
Here we go.
Payable to you.
What's this for?
That is to tell her
you don't love her.
To walk away.
Permanently.
You're buying me off?
Jack...
She's a corporate giant.
Do you really think
she'll be interested in a nurse?
And one that's lied
to her, to boot?
Like this,
she may be hurt, perhaps,
think you're
a bit of a cad,
but at least
she'll never realize
what a shameful,
underhanded thing
you've done.
You will have
saved face for yourself,
but more so for Katherine.
If it's not enough,
I can go higher.
- I don't...
- Please, Jack.
Everybody has a price.
You know what, Charles?
I get the feeling
you wouldn't be
standing here
in front of
my cruddy house
in this low-rent
neighborhood
offering me an obscene
amount of money
if you were so sure
she was going to dump me
when she finds
out who I am.
No deal.
But...
You will regret this.
I'll take my chances.
Come on, girl.
Let's go, rox.
Come on!
Leave the bad man.
She lied to me.
All this time,
acting like I was in her league,
making me think
that I actually
had a shot with her.
Why would she do that?
Well, you lied
to her, too.
I don't know, man.
Maybe she wanted to see
how the other half lives.
So, what?
I was like some
social experiment?
Her millions don't
keep her occupied enough?
What if it's billions?
I took her bowling!
Of all things,
bowling.
I man, I am...
I am such a chump.
No.
You're a good,
decent guy.
Anybody who knows you,
knows this.
She's lucky to have you.
Yeah, when
I was a doctor,
and she was a secretary.
Hold on, listen,
if she loves you,
like, really loves you,
it's not because
she thought you were a doctor.
You just said that
women want doctors.
Yes, no, I did say that,
but, yeah, you can't
listen to me, man.
I'm a mess with women.
Come on!
Have some confidence, man.
You'll tell her
all about this,
you'll both
have a laugh,
and then, you know,
it'll be...
It'll be okay.
I promise.
In hindsight, though,
the bowling, that was...
That was...
A bad idea.
What happened?
Did something happen?
I know you're seeing
someone else, Katherine.
I'm sorry.
I was going to tell you.
He's not who
you think he is.
What?
Yeah.
I hired
a private investigator.
This Jack Cooper,
he's not a doctor.
Charles, he's
chief of obstetrics.
At this...
He's a nurse, Katherine.
You've got the wrong person.
He goes by "Jack."
His name is
Dr. j. Thomas Cooper.
Dr. j. Thomas...
Follow me.
Excuse me, miss,
would you be so kind
as to page
Dr. j. Thomas Cooper for us?
It's a bit of an emergency.
Dr. j. Thomas Cooper,
please report
to ccu, stat.
Dr. Cooper, ccu.
Thank you.
What made you think
it would be okay
to spy on me?
I did it to protect you.
That's unbelievable.
You made a mistake.
You're the one
that's made a mistake.
Did someone here
have me paged?
This couple.
Oh.
Sorry, I think there's been
a misunderstanding.
We were paging
Dr. j. Thomas Cooper.
Chief of obstetrics.
And here I am.
Katherine!
I'd like you
to meet someone.
This is my nurse,
Jack Cooper.
Plays one mean
game of chess.
Jack, this is
my daughter, Katherine.
What's the matter with you two?
You've been lying to me.
It seems you were lying
to me, too...
Katherine?
What the heck is going on here?
What's going on
is that your nurse
tried to convince Katherine
he's a doctor
so that she would
go out with him.
I wasn't the one that...
Is she the one
you've been talking about?
He's after your
money, Katherine.
Her-her money?
She told me...
You told me you were
an executive assistant.
What?
Dad, please...
I should have known
this was too good to be true.
I'm such a fool.
No...
You know, uh...
She made her choice.
You leave her alone.
You know this wasn't
about the money, right?
You know I love her.
Or is this about
something else?
You don't think a nurse is
good enough for your daughter.
Is that it?
Oh, Jack.
You're a good kid, but...
I'm sorry.
If your clients don't have
their funds into escrow
by the end of business,
I will pull the plug
on this thing
so fast they'll get seasick
going down the drain.
Did you get that email I sent
with the response to tillinger?
I need to get that out
immediately.
You can't send that.
I'm sick and tired of him
walking all over me.
It's about time
I threw down the gauntlet.
What is going on
with you?
You've been acting like
Attila the hun all day.
Did something
happen with Jack?
Katherine!
Yeah.
He lied to me.
He's not a doctor, he's a nurse.
And I'm an idiot, I fell for it.
Well, you lied, too.
You both were pretending
to be something you weren't.
Yeah, I was not pretending
to be something
more desirable than I am.
I was pretending to be
something less desirable
than I...
I... I'm...
I didn't mean that, I'm sorry.
Maybe you should ask yourself
why you're really upset.
Because he lied,
or because you're a bigger snob
than you're willing to admit.
Where you been, weirdo?
Mad-dog milly's been
a real pain in the butt.
Your surgery is
scheduled for the morning.
No liquids after 10:00.
There's a light meal.
Okay, sure.
The duty nurse
will be in to wake you
around 6:
00in the morning
and prep you.
Where are you
going to be?
Tomorrow's my day off.
Your day off?
Yeah, Brandon, I know
it's hard to believe,
but I have other things
other than
just being a nurse.
I have a life,
my own problems.
So you give me
this stupid book,
act like you're my friend,
like you actually care,
and you're not even
going to show up for this?
Listen, buddy...
"Buddy"? Right.
Brandon, I'm sorry.
Of course, I'll be here.
I'm all over this.
Know what, forget it.
All you adults
are a bunch of phonies.
Sometimes, I'm glad
I'm an old man.
You're not an old man.
Sure as heck
feel like it.
How is she?
Well, she won't talk about it.
Acts like
nothing even happened.
What I don't understand is
how she allowed herself
to be deceived like that.
She's usually so careful.
From what I can tell,
he's a professional con man
who won't take no for an answer.
What do you mean?
You talked to him?
Oh, well, I, uh...
Just a brief encounter.
I hope I didn't
overstep my bounds,
but I do feel I have a stake
in the matter.
Out with it, Charles.
I offered him some money...
To break it off with her.
But he declined.
He said he'd prefer
to take his chances
and that she'd still want him.
Can you believe that?
Hey...
Get better,
all right?
That son of a gun.
Hey, Brandon!
Hey, buddy.
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