Everyone Says I Love You Page #6

I couldn't wait to tell

Mom about marrying Alberto.

He was so beautiful, so sensitive.

My plan was to drop out of Columbia

after the fall term and move to Italy.

- Uh, excuse me. That's mine.

- No, it's...

Oh, okay. I'm sorry.

Oh, God, I'm sorry. It's not mine.

- It's okay. We both like shopping

at Hunting World. - That's where I got it.

- Oh, God, now I know it's mine.

- It's all right. I'll give you a hand.

- Thanks.

- Um... your bra.

- [Chuckles] Thank you. Yeah.

- Underwear.

Petrarch's sonnets. What do you do?

Um, depends who the guy

is. No, just kidding.

Um, I actua... 'Cause I work

for the Colombian drug cartel.

- Yeah, I gift wrap

the cocaine. - Mm-hmm.

Why am I so nervous? I'm

a student at Columbia.

- Oh, is that right? My uncle teaches there.

- No.

Yeah. Math Department.

I'm, uh, Ken Grisley.

Djuna Berlin.

[D.J. Narrating] Did I really want

to spend my life making pasta...

and riding around in gondolas?

To tell you the truth, those

canals are awfully polluted.

I mean, Alberto was cute,

but Ken was... hot.

# Cuddle up a little closer #

# Lovey mine #

# Cuddle up and be my little #

# Clinging vine #

# I like to feel your cheeks so rosy #

# Like to make you comfy-cozy #

# 'Cause I love from head to toesy #

# Lovey mine #

## [Singing In Hindi]

## [Both Singing In Hindi]

[D.J. Narrating] While I'd been

away, an awful lot had happened.

Mom bought Skylar a

drop-dead wedding dress,

and Holden's father and

my stepdad became friends.

They discovered a common

interest:
horse racing.

So, they chipped in and

bought a thoroughbred.

And Lane and Laura had a

great time at the beach.

But one hot summer weekend, with

everyone else in New York away,

they found themselves in town.

- So, we're probably the only ones left

in the city this weekend. - Yeah.

We usually go to South Hampton, but

this weekend we had tickets to a show.

I love the city when it's empty.

- Me too.

- Me too.

[D.J. Narrating] To make a long

story short, they've all become close.

His name... if you can believe

it... is Jeffrey Vandermost,

and he's heir to the

Vandermost millions.

Meanwhile, they're both in love with him,

and one of them's heading for a broken heart.

[D.J. Narrating] Fall was

particularly beautiful this year.

I think I like it even

better than spring,

and with October comes Mom's birthday.

This year we invited Holden's

parents over to celebrate,

but just before they arrived

we had an unexpected visitor.

That's a gorgeous color.

- Happy birthday.

- Oh, thank you, sweetie.

- These are from your ex-husband,

my biological father. - Oh! Joe!

- Oh, look, everybody!

- You know what that is? That's caviar.

Frieda, could you put this on

ice? Nothing like sturgeon eggs.

- Are you expecting Mr. Ferry?

- I am, yes.

- [Bob] You are?

- Charles Ferry?

He just got out of prison. He has

no family. I figured, you know...

- So he can join our family?

- What?

- You're letting a criminal come into this

house? - He's paid his debt to society.

Don't start. I don't wanna hear this.

No! Society forgave him his debts.

He did not pay his debt to society.

How did I wind up with a kid on the other

end of the political spectrum from me?

- Where did I fail?

- You didn't fail, Dad.

- If I was you, I'd start hiding the

silverware. - Don't be rude, Scott.

- [Doorbell Rings]

- He's coming over for just a drink.

[Steffi] You guys have everything.

Mr. Ferry, hi. I'm... I'm Bob

Dandridge. This is my wife Steffi.

Hello, Mr. Ferry. Welcome

to our home. Welcome.

I'd like you to meet my daughter Skylar.

- Hello. Nice to meet you.

- This is Skylar and her fiance Holden.

[Clears Throat] I'm... I'm the fiance.

- Uh, can I get you something to dr...

- Nobody gets behind me.

- [Nervous Chuckle]

- Right. Okay. Sure.

- Uh, can I get you something to drink?

- Uh, vodka.

Right. Maybe, uh, on

the... Uh, or, or...

- Maybe right in the arm.

- Just... Just...

I'll, I'll get you a... Straight up.

Honey, Mr. Perr... Mr. Ferry. Sorry.

Uh, he's been living amongst vicious

killers. No wonder he's skittish.

- A lot of times a guy'll come up

behind ya and... Swish! - "Swish"?

You get your blade out quick, you

stick it in him, or you're dead.

- Ahh.

- The blade. The blade.

H-Have you stuck a lot of

other inmates, Mr. Ferry?

- [Doorbell Rings]

- Enough.

- Uh, the d... the doorbell.

- That's enough for me.

- How many is "enough"?

- How is that?

- Would you like another one?

- Oh, it's your parents.

- Hi! Hello. How are you?

- Ohh!

- Good to see you, dear.

- Hi, Arnold.

- Happy birthday, Steffi.

- Oh, thank you, Lynn. Thanks for coming.

Hi, Arnold. I have

someone I want you to meet.

Mr. Ferry. Mr. Ferry. I'd

like you to meet Mr. Ferry.

This is my good friend Lynn.

- And this is Arnold.

- I must say...

- Mr. Ferry is just out of prison.

- Yes, I'm aware.

I'm lucky the parole came through, but

I was gonna get out one way or the other.

- What exactly does that mean?

- Ice the guard.

- No pictures, sister.

- I'm sorry.

What do you mean, "ice the guard"?

- Get out through the ventilation shaft.

- Ice. Really?

Come up behind him with a box

cutter, rip out his carotid artery.

- Oh.

- What's a box cutter?

- May I have a glass of white wine?

- We have white wine.

You gotta be careful, though.

Guy on cell block four tried it,

didn't have all the angles figured.

- Got his tit caught in the wringer.

- His tit? Really?

- Oh, uh, the terrace.

- Let's go up to the terrace.

- Good idea. Let's get some

wine. - Big, wide-open spaces.

Are you sure this guy is rehabilitated?

Honey, he was in prison,

not a finishing school.

Well, you know my sentiments,

but very happy birthday.

A birthday song for Steffi.

# Looking at you while

troubles are fleeing #

# I'm admiring the view #

# 'Cause it's you I'm seeing #

# And the sweet honeydew #

# Of well-being settles upon me #

# What is this light #

# That shines when you enter #

# Like a star in the night #

# And what's to prevent her

from destroying my sight #

# If you center all of it on me #

# Looking at you #

# I'm filled with the essence of #

# The quintessence of joy #

# Looking at you #

# I hear poets tellin' of #

# Lovely Helen of Troy #

# Darling #

# Life seemed so gray #

# I wanted to end it

'til that wonderful day #

# You started to mend it #

# And if you'll only stay #

# Then I'll spend it #

# Looking at #

# You ##

[Kisses]

[Steffi] Sweetie. [Continues Kissing]

- Ohh.

- [Bob] Is that okay?

Okay? Honey.

- I'm gonna grab a few drinks.

You want anything? - No, thanks.

But before you do, would you get Steffi's

present for me? I left it in the car.

- Oh, yeah.

- Holden, here.

[Skylar] Are you enjoying the view?

I like any view after years and

years in that stinkin' rat hole.

Oh. That's very vividly put.

S-Sweetly honest.

You know what it's like

in solitary confinement?

No, I can't say that I do.

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