Ghost

Oh, this is great!

Wow!

Oh, that's incredible.

There's got to be seven

or eight feet up there.

And eighty years of dust.

Look at all this height.

We could put our

bedroom upstairs

and get all this space.

For what?

Just space.

One!

Two!

Three!

- And four?

- Come on.

And five?

Watch, watch!

God, this place is huge.

It's beautiful.

God!

You guys, it's absolutely incredible.

Incredible.

A little paint.

Sell it tomorrow,

double your money.

Carl, you're obsessed.

A little bit.

Wow, look!

Hey, it's an lndian

Head penny.

It's a good omen.

You're the good omen.

Oh, it's so great!

I had Rose move your 3 o'clock

with Bob Kahan to 4 o'clock.

Gary Alan called at the end

of the day yesterday.

He has to see you about the

final painting bids for the loft.

he can make it. Is that OK?

Sam?

Ah? I'm sorry.

Relax, man. This is

not brain surgery.

Pitching these Japanese guys

makes me so nervous.

Sam...

You're going to be great. OK?

What am I supposed to say?

I can't really tell them my

Swedish girl joke, you know.

Great. Where did

you get those?

Nice, huh? Molly.

What do you think?

Are they me?

Oh, man. Look at

that, a Testarossa.

Wow.

- Ouch!

- Pay off your Mustang first.

How are you?

What did the doctor say?

He said that it was contagious.

That it was really...

- No?

- Yeah.

He said I shouldn't

even be coming in today.

What about the rash?

The rash?

The rash is...

also incredibly contagious.

He said they've

both been spreading.

No?

On your genitals again?

Yeah.

Yeah, right on the genitals.

Basically everywhere.

He said that I

shouldn't touch anyone.

Excuse me, I'm sorry.

- You're sick.

- I know.

Morning, Paul.

- Carl, Sam.

- Save it, Paul.

Morning, Susie.

You're looking good.

Sam.

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.

- Here it is.

- Thanks.

- Morning, Sam.

- Morning, Rose.

Listen, the Kobiashi people...

They're already here.

- They're early!

- I know.

- Come here.

- Andy Dillon called...

- How long have they been here?

- About ten minutes.

Andy Dillon called.

And he says he needs $ 900,000

transferred to Albany by ten.

- By ten?

- Yes.

- Carl?

Yeah?

Dillon needs 900,000 in Albany by ten.

Can you transfer it

to his account?

Yeah, but I need your MAC code.

OK.

Discretion, right?

Got it.

You bet.

I'll do it right now.

Thanks.

Bill, I'll call

you back.

OK, that's fine.

That's fine.

Oh, man, this

is too far out.

Can you get this, man?

Where you guys from

the New York City Ballet?

Almost.

Saved your life!

You sh*t!

You scared me to death.

Why did you do that?

It's better than seeing this gorgeous

body splattered all over the place.

Look out!

Grab it!

Sam, Moll!

Are you guys home?

Carl! Did you invite him?

Slave labour.

- Carl!

- What?

- Hurry, help!

- Oh, my God.

Grab the bottom.

Now, go there.

Right here?

Watch your toes.

Where do you want this?

In the bedroom.

God, this place looks great!

Yeah.

You like it, huh?

Like? Like is

hardly the word.

I had no idea it would be

this beautiful. It's incredible.

Molly, what about her?

Why don't you just leave her

there until the other stuff is here.

What are these?

Oh, let me show you.

Will you help

me lift this up?

Wow.

Just finished it.

What do you think?

It's fantastic.

I love it.

Sam, what's this

chair doing here?

What do you mean?

I love that chair.

I know you love this chair,

but we discussed this and...

I've had it forever.

When I watch TV, I sit in it.

This chair is ugly.

- So?

- And it doesn't go with anything.

It goes with me.

You're right, it does.

We'll paint it.

We'll what?

Are you OK?

I'm fine.

What's the matter?

Nothing.

Are you worried

about the promotion?

No, not really.

Then what?

Moving in together?

No.

I don't know.

It's...

a lot of things.

I just don't want

the bubble to burst.

It seems like...

whenever anything good

in my life happens

I'm just afraid

I'm going to lose it.

I love you.

I really love you.

Ditto.

The pilot's first report

of trouble was

the blew the number

two engine

the one in the tail of the plane.

It was fully loaded...

Oh, Jesus.

Another one?

Don't watch that.

I should cancel

my LA trip.

These things always

happen in threes.

Sam, get serious!

Besides, you lead

a charmed life.

Yeah, so did they.

It's amazing.

Just like that...

Blackout.

What are you doing?

I couldn't sleep.

Boy.

I really must have

passed out.

What time is it?

It's 2 am.

Oh, no.

I hope it wasn't

a masterpiece.

Well, it's not now.

Can I help?

Yeah.

Put your hands here.

Now get them wet.

Let the clay slide

between your fingers.

Oh, no.

What's the matter?

A glitch.

What's up?

The Greenberg and White accounts,

I can't get in. The macro doesn't work.

I changed it.

- Chaned it? Why?

- I just want to nose around a bit.

Is something wrong?

Can you keep a secret?

Yeah, sure.

What's up?

There's too much money

in these accounts.

Too much money?

That's impossible.

Sam, this is going

to take you hours.

- Let me do this.

- It already has taken me hours.

Well, let me figure

it out for you.

No, it's OK.

It's like a vendetta now.

Thanks, though,

I appreciate it.

OK.

If you start to go

blind, just give a shout.

OK. Adis.

Listen, I was wandering what are

you and Moll doing tonight?

We're going to the theatre.

She wants to see Macbeth.

I think she likes the

guys in tights.

- You want to go?

- No. Thanks.

I want a full report, though.

- Later.

- Yeah.

Well, I loved it.

I was spellbound

the whole time.

I could tell, and so could

the rest of the audience

with that resonating

snore of yours.

Did I tell you what

Marcia said?

Yeah, about six times.

It wasn't six times.

Quit being so blase about this.

OK. Sorry.

This was really important.

I'm going to have

two pieces in her gallery.

The New York Times

reviews her gallery all the time.

Molly, the New York Times is just some

frustrated critic with pimples on his ass

who flunked art school.

Who cares what they think?

About 8 million readers,

that's who.

No, they're just reading

the sports page.

Your work is

really beautiful.

It really is.

And it shouldn't matter

what anyone else thinks

just what I think.

I want to marry you, Sam.

What?

What?

Yeah.

I've been thinking about it.

I've been thinking

about it a lot.

And I think we should just do it.

Are you serious?

Yeah.

What's that look for?

You never wanted

to talk about it.

Do you love me, Sam?

What do you think?

Why don't you ever say it?

What do you mean "why don't I ever say it"?

I say it all the time. I feel like...

You say "ditto."

That's not the same.

People say "I love you"

all the time

and it doesn't

mean anything.

You know, sometimes

you need to hear it.

I need to hear it.

Let's go.

What should we do?

Let me handle it.

What do you want?

Your wallet!

Give it!

Sam, just give it to him.

OK. Just take the money.

Just leave...

No! Sam!

You son of a b*tch!

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