Curly Sue Page #5

- Grey!

- Good morning.

Bernie, what a pleasant surprise.

Did we have a meeting?

I've stopped trying to fix meetings, Grey.

You're never in.

That's not true.

Obviously something is bothering you.

What are you doing?

Every time I've called the last few days,

you're not in.

I've had personal business to attend to.

I don't know if personal business...

or the time it's taken from work

has anything to do with it...

but you've got this Arnold divorce

all screwed up.

Nothing's screwed up.

I told her to return to her husband.

- She did.

- What's the problem?

He wanted her out.

That's why I told you to go easy.

He wanted out,

but not to give up everything.

I guess it's his tough luck.

Do you have photographs of Frank Arnold?

- I'll say.

- Destroy them.

No.

Not if he's going to screw her

out of what she's entitled to.

Destroy them. No opposition on this.

He wants the grounds. He wants the kids.

And try spending a little more time

in the office.

Are you Susan Dancer?

Hiya, pigeon.

You're looking sharp.

I can't talk.

Where's the ring?

Tell me where the ring is.

I pawned it. Ogden and Madison.

This situation is totally unnecessary.

I'm an attorney.

The child was in my care, in my home.

Her needs were being met.

There was no reason to take her away.

Ma'am, you aren't a legal guardian.

She can't possibly understand

what's happening to her.

She's in protective custody.

She's being properly cared for.

In 48 hours, a shelter-care hearing

will be called in juvenile court.

You're welcome to attend.

I love this little girl.

It's understandable, but...

from my position,

it's completely irrelevant.

Yo, Dancer. You're out of here.

Your lawyer just posted bond for you.

You got a cute lawyer, too.

Did you ever get those

plantar's warts taken care of?

My aunt Bernice had hers cut out.

- Frank Arnold?

- Pumpkin, I'm on the phone.

You know, they're so sensitive.

Aunt Bernice had those.

The schnauzer stepped on her,

I thought she'd go through the ceiling.

Is he in? Yes or no?

Have a seat, let me finish my call,

and then I'll tell you.

Try those air-pillow insoles.

Maybe the water kind. Put them

in the fridge and freeze your foot.

I need to see him.

What a pity.

He has a meeting in five minutes.

I'm sorry. He has a meeting right now.

I'll call you right back.

If you want to do business with the city...

Missy!

What the hell?

I'm Grey Ellison, your wife's attorney.

I'll get back to you.

Who do you think you are,

busting in here like this.

- I'm in a hurry.

- Lady, so am I.

Your wife loves you. She wants you back.

Other sources say

you don't want her back.

I'd like you to work it out,

and I'd like a favor from you.

Are you nuts?

I got a list of names

and some pretty racy photos...

of a certain city official in a blue Speedo.

I don't want to be a b*tch...

but I have a problem,

and I need some strings pulled.

You never destroyed

those photographs, did you?

You took them to Frank Arnold

so he could pull strings at the D.C.F.S.

You learned a few tricks

from the old master, didn't you?

Bernie, I want you to buy me out.

You realize how many people would...

kill for what you've achieved

in such a short amount of time?

You got a partnership,

a corner office big enough for basketball.

What are you giving it up for? Love?

You got your value system

all screwed up somewhere along the line.

I think it was screwed up before.

I got to admit...

you're the last one I ever thought

would go quality-of-life on me.

Honey...

Grey, I think you owe me an explanation.

I don't owe you anything!

Four years together

doesn't mean anything?

At least, after the way you've behaved,

you owe me an apology.

Did you turn in my friend

and his daughter?

What makes you think that?

Did you?

There's nothing to hide,

it's a concerned phone call.

Yes or no?

What difference does it make?

- Just answer me!

- Yes.

I thought so.

Grey...

up yours!

Grey? Grey!

Wait, Grey! Stop the car.

There it is.

That's it.

They cut my hair.

- Let's get out of here, okay?

- Okay.

Am I out of this jam for good?

Almost. They have to run

a check on your family.

That's easy. There isn't any.

Then they'll run a check on me,

and if everything...

meets with their approval,

I'll get temporary custody.

And then, with your permission,

we'll start the adoption proceedings.

What does Bill say?

He can't adopt you, honey.

Not now, anyway.

Because he's shiftless.

It's more complicated than that.

Anyway, it doesn't matter...

because I'll have you and he'll be with me.

- Why didn't he come with you?

- He had to work.

You know that for sure?

That's what he said. Why?

You don't have to be a genius

to figure it out.

He got me a mother, didn't he?

He can leave anytime he wants now.

Bill?

I can't read it.

It says:

"I'm in the living room."

Hi.

Come here.

Look. No swearing...

no gambling, no spitting, no punching,

and no kicking.

Put a sock in it. I know what I'm doing.

Want us to walk you in?

No, I got it, but thanks for asking.

All right, give us a kiss.

Please. We're in public.

Good luck.

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