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We better be on guard.

Sadie, don't you dare.

For once in my life, I'm gonna be Joan

Collins, and you're not gonna stop me.

Don't think we're always

gonna be this easy.

Perhaps we should

discuss business later.

Fine with me.

Oh, I just don't understand it.

I spoke to everyone

wearing an Armani suit.

Oh, oh, that must be he.

- Oh! Oh! Oh, my!

- What the hell is Harlan doing?

- Gee, these press-on nails. I guess

I should've pressed harder, huh?

- Shh.

You want

the air conditioning on?

Uh, it's not

n-necessary for me.

I don't know if...

- Don't touch.

- I just wanted to feel it.

- God, you are so bossy.

- Be quiet.

Will one of you

get the damn phone?

- Hello?

- Ah, glad I got you.

Which would you prefer

in your room, roses or tulips?

- Roses.

- Rose is me!

Thank you.

It was one of those surveys.

Well, I'm utterly humiliated.

How could Harlan do this to us?

- Look at this.

Not enough to get two blocks.

- Well, for God's sake,

don't tell him that.

Oh, he'll understand. Driver,

we're a little short on cash, and l...

- Hi.

- What is this hideous compulsion

you have to be honest?

- L-I don't know. I'm so sorry.

- Now, we are going to walk

very casually...

and yet very quickly.

Oh, Rose,

it's just so cosmopolitan.

- Isn't it excitin'?

- Oh, yeah. The noise, the smog...

the crowds, the muggers, sex fiends...

white slavers, politicians...

it's a pistol.

I got about as much use for it

as a toad has for spit curls.

You American are...

are so funny, eh.

Oh, thank you.

- What's goin' on?

What are we doin' here?

- I don't know, but don't take

your eye off your suitcase.

Wine and cheese.

Good morning.

Welcome to the Plaza.

Right this way.

Come on, Sadie. Quit gawkin'.

I hope we will be seeing

each other soon.

Here we are.

It looks just like the White House.

Yeah, and I bet the CIA's

in the basement too.

Look, let's level with each other.

Who's paying for this room?

The arrangements were made

through Moramax.

- Is everything all right?

- No, it's not all right, because...

Rose. Oh.

But I guess it'll do.

We oughta cancel our

reservations at the Y.

Testing, one, two, three.

Look, a sink in the livin' room.

That's what the French call a bidet.

- Well, the French must be

taller than me.

- It's me.

Wasn't there supposed to be

a gift basket in this room?

- Will there be anything else, ma'am?

- That's not ours.

- It's not?

- Oh, golly, no. Oh, I wish it was!

Oh.

Wow, what a room!

What do you mean you've

given our suite to someone else?

L-I don't know if we did, l...

The key's not here.

I want to speak to the manager.

Rose, look at this!

Red wine and cheeses

of the world!

Oh! And look!

Real wooden hangers.

But they don't come off.

Huh.

"Here's to another great year

for you and Moramax. Graham."

- Who's Graham?

- Graham Sherbourne.

He's the pinstriped trouser snake

sent us those letters...

and that big car and this room

and now this basket of goodies.

He's just tryin' to buy us off.

Well, we are not impressed.

Oh, they got the cutest little soaps

in the shape of swans.

Could you die?

I want our room,

and I want it now!

Uh, yes, ma'am, I can give you

the suite right next door.

It's identical. I'll have the bellboy

take up your luggage.

What luggage?

It's evaporated!

No. There it is.

I feel like my stay here

is already ruined.

Oh. Enjoy your stay.

I just know we're gonna have

the most marvellous time.

Lunch.

Thank you.

That was the Hollowmade factory.

All I could find out is

that they've already left.

My God! They may already be here.

I mean, what are we gonna do?

Call every hotel in New York?

I wish to God I'd never

heard of Neptune Gulch...

or whatever the hell it is.

Hi, everybody. Chick Hearn here

with ESPN's coverage...

of the 26th annual Mini-Masters.

Oh, it's a gorgeous day

for professional putt-putt...

and we've got ourselves

a real barn burner.

Let's take a look now at the

leader board. In the first round,

our leader is Roone Dimmick...

who's heading for the 12th hole

with a two-shot lead, six under par.

Now let's go to the 12th hole and meet

another member of our ESPN

broadcast crew, lan Churchill.

Lan?

Mr Dimmick here is being most

thoughtful with club selection

on his par-three tester.

The windmill, or perhaps

the hole of lamentation to him...

has plagued Mr Dimmick throughout

his otherwise stellar career.

He's now finished studying the lie...

and positions himself

as a hush falls over the crowd.

Roone! Hi there, Roone!

We're rootin' for ya!

Hi, Winona!

Hey, where's Rose?

Well, personally, I think

she should've told you herself.

- Told me what?

- Well, this morning...

she and Sadie just up

and went to New York.

- Ladies and gentlemen, just a second.

- Roone, what are you doin'?

- I think we 've got a surprise

turn of events here.

- It looks to me like Roone Dimmick

is walking off the course.

- Roone, where are you going?

Lordy, it's high!

Well, Rose, I'm going

to get my legs waxed.

Are you coming? Or are you just

going to hole up here...

and pretend you're wafting

through a field of poppies?

You go ahead. L-I'm going to the

library. I have some reading to do.

Sadie. About that factory...

Rose, if you can't trust your

own sister, who can you trust?

Darling girl.

Oh, Rose, it is

so gorgeous up here!

Whoo, makes me dizzy. Well, I am

gonna go find that Mr Sherbourne.

I am gonna dip him in flour

and let him fry in his own grease.

- Are you comin'?

- No, I think I'll just, uh, go for

a walk, if that's okay with you.

Well, here. Wait a minute. Don't go off

without a "Save Jupiter Hollow" button.

All right, Rose.

If you insist.

Hold the door.

Hold the door!

Hold the door!

Moron.

Oh, excuse me. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Is everything satisfactory now?

Oh, my, yes!

That is some room!

Have you seen the view from up there?

- No. I've never been

above the third floor.

- You haven't?

Well, you just gotta

come up there and see it.

- That's very nice of you.

- Oh, no. It would be such a shame

not to share it.

And, you know, I bet it's just

so beautiful at night.

Well, bye.

I'll see you later.

Oh, well, buongiorno.

Would you care

to join me for a drink?

That's not really my style.

You know, you are not

making this very easy for me.

Is there any reason on earth

why I should?

I guess this is going to be

a difficult negotiation.

I cannot imagine what you think

we're negotiating for.

I thought it was understood.

Oh, really?

Eurotrash.

Oh. Oh, I thought I'd just go

for a walk, if that's okay.

You, walk?

Well, this I gotta see.

Oh. Hello.

Can you tell me what room

Fabio Alberici is in?

Yes, he's in room 1402.

But if you're looking for him,

he's right over there.

Oh, my God.

He must think I'm insane.

By the way...

I thought the delay when we

first checked in was inexcusable.

Oh, what cute dogs!

Oh, hello.

- Oh, no, you don't.

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