Fools Rush In Page #6

Let's forget about this

and go to lunch.

What happened?

- Get over here!

- We could take my car.

- It was a sign.

- Of course it was.

God was telling him to quit that job

and stay here with you.

No, Mama. It was like a real sign

with neon and all that stuff.

Oh. Then it was a miracle

nobody got hurt.

And when does your husband

come home?

Tonight.

He doesn't sound very good.

Wait. Which candle

am I lighting?

To keep the job

or lose the job?

To keep.

I probably should've sent you

to Tokyo.

Judd, I can open Vegas

in three weeks.

If you could pull that off...

I just might be forced to give you

the Midtown Club.

You'd still give it to me?

You're the best field man I've got.

We break ground July 1.

Jeff said it wasn't starting

until October.

Should I give it to somebody else?

The baby's due in October.

- I promised...

- Is there a problem?

No, there's no problem.

Alex, look what Petra and Antonio

got us? Isn't it cute?

We have clubs in New York, Dallas.

We have clubs in Hawaii.

We have clubs everywhere.

So with your help,

and your help...

I think this could be

the most successful club we've ever had.

Honey, let him get the club opened.

He's changed, Lanie.

I can't reach him.

Something happened in New York.

- The guy has a lot on his mind.

- It's more than that.

I think he's in trouble,

but he won't talk to me.

You think he wants out?

I don't know.

- I've been worried about you.

- Me, too. I'm getting a drink.

You shouldn't worry about anything.

It's your big night.

I think now that the club's open,

we should talk...

I am so proud of you.

This looks fantastic.

Why aren't you more excited?

It's been hectic.

It's been a lot going on.

You look great.

No, I look fat.

Oh. Feel this.

The baby likes the music.

- Oh, hi!

- Hi.

There's a teeny problem

in the kitchen.

- Okay. I'll see you?

- Yeah.

See you.

You and Jeff seem to be

getting along really well.

I hate talking to men who are prettier

than I am. It takes me days to recover.

Right.

- You all right?

- Yeah, yeah.

- This baby is mad at me about something.

- Come on, sit down.

Let's go.

Excuse me.

- I'll get Alex.

- No, no, you won't.

Wait a minute.

It'll pass.

I'll get you some water, okay?

Pardon me.

There you are.

Judd, this is my wife Isabel.

Isabel, this is my boss Judd Marshall.

- Hello.

- Hello. Nice to meet you.

- It's a real pleasure, Isabel.

- It's nice to meet you, too.

- You're in for quite an adventure.

- Oh, it has been so far.

I knew if I dangled the Midtown Club in

front of your husband he'd get on track.

- We don't need to talk...

- Excuse me?

By this time next week, you'll both

be New Yorkers. I hope you're packed.

Great work, Alex,

but I've got to get outta here.

Nightclubs give me a headache.

I'll see you the end of the week.

We can all have dinner.

- Nice meeting you, Isabel.

- I'll walk you out.

There was nothing I could do.

The job starts July 1.

- Tell them to wait.

- I can't do that.

- Can't or won't?

- I've worked too long, too hard to...

To what? To share your life

with someone who loves you?

Who cares for you?

You have to be there

every day.

What do you think

I've been killing myself for?

You knew about this for a month,

but you don't include me.

Why are you afraid of me?

Why do you alienate me

from your life?

I don't know!

I told you in the beginning...

I have no problem

raising this child on my own.

I thought we were a family.

You don't understand the concept

of a family.

To you it's something you put up with

on national holidays.

Love is a gift, Alex...

not an obligation.

This is the brass ring.

I've worked my entire life

for an opportunity like this.

I'm not giving it up because one night

I put a $5 ring on your finger...

in front of Elvis as a witness.

Hey, Cujo.

Come here.

Hello?

Lanie.

What happened?

- Maternity?

- Second floor.

- Are you all right?

- I'm all right.

Is the baby okay?

There is no baby.

What?

I've been thinking.

If I hadn't been pregnant, I wouldn't

have gone to your house that night...

and we wouldn't

have gotten married.

The baby was the reason

for us to be together.

- That's not true.

- I thought it was fate.

It was just a stupid

superstitious dream.

There are no signs, Alex.

We're too different.

- And we will always be.

- What are you saying?

I'm saying we're not meant

to be together.

- Don't do this, not now.

- This is not gonna work.

Let me help you.

Get out, Alex.

Get out!

Get out!

Don't be a putz.

These are right behind the dugout.

I can't believe you are turning down

box seats to a Yankee game.

- I've got a lot of work to do.

- You are killing me.

These girls come two to a bag.

You cannot date one without the other.

I am not up for it.

Okay, Jeff?

Get up for it.

Okay, Alex?

This monk thing is getting old.

Alex Whitman?

That's me.

Then this is for you.

Sign here.

- What is this?

- Divorce papers.

You have six days to contest.

Have a nice day.

You, too.

There you go. Life sucks.

Welcome to the club.

Now, about Friday.

Come with us.

- Whitman.

- Alex, hi. It's Cathy.

Did I catch you at a bad time?

Cathy Stewart.

Your timing is impeccable.

I heard about what happened

with you and your wife.

- I wanted to tell you how sorry I am.

- Thanks.

Listen.

Your parents are coming sailing

with us this weekend.

Is there any chance

that you could join us?

Hello?

You know what?

You've got yourself a date.

There are signs everywhere.

What did you say?

You look lost.

There are signs everywhere

to help you find your way.

South Street heliport.

There you are.

Hi, darling!

Oh, isn't this fun?

I can't remember the last time

we all got together like this.

- How are you?

- Hi, Bruce.

Understand you've been doing

great things with your club. Well done.

Wait'll you see Bruce's new boat.

- A weekend toy.

- Let's get this show on the road.

- Shall we?

- Let's go.

Are you all right?

Yes, I am.

I just have a thing

about helicopters.

Well, just stick by me then.

Here. Let me...

Thank you.

Isabel! Isabel!

Come back inside.

- Tamazula?

- Tamazula.

How do I get there?

Tranvia.

Tamazula.

What the hells a "tranvia"?

That bus over there.

Yo me llamo Alex Whitman.

I don't understand that.

You've got to be kidding.

Lanie, please. I'm probably

flying over her right now.

- When did she call?

- A couple of hours ago.

She was in Nogales, which means

she'll hit Nevada around 8:00.

Why? What are you gonna do?

Yes!

What are you, nuts?

Hey, buddy, get off the road!

Alex Whitman! What the hell!

Are you trying to get us killed?

- I'm not giving you a divorce.

- You're too late.

I've got till 12:00.

Alex, it's over.

Get the hell off the road!

There was a priest.

He said there were signs everywhere.

- What priest?

- Right by the hot dogs.

Then you add the chihuahua,

the Grand Canyon...

and a little girl named Isabel.

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