Head Over Heels Page #6

Mr. Fish Tank.

What?

Mr. Fish Tank.

That's what Candi--

Now I see the world

That's what I'm gonna start calling you.

For the first time

Cause I'll light the sun

And the darkness will turn into light

Now I see the world

For the first time

For the first time

Butterfly flies and a bird doesn't swim

You told me you'd get--

Wait.

This might not seem like the most guy-like thing to say,

but do you think we're moving too fast?

I mean, you hardly know me.

Oh, I feel like I know you all too well.

Somehow, already.

You're right. I've wanted to do this ever since

Hamlet first drooled on you.

Me too.

Do you believe in love at first sight?

At first sight? It's too easy.

I believe in taking a deeper look.

So I keep waiting and waiting and waiting

Hey. How ya doin'?

Ahh!

No!

Watch it, stinky!

You smell like poop.

- Do you think we should tell Amanda?

- I don't know!

Ugh!

It's probably nothing.

- We should probably say something.

- Yeah, but...

I don't want to be the one that ruins their relationship.

Which seems to be going very well.

They're really clicking sexually.

- How do you know?

- She forgot to pull down the blinds!

Ooh!

Uh!

Okay. I'm starting a new religion.

It's called "Amanda-ism,"

and basically it's me worshipping you.

Well then, it's time for a little confession.

You have to start telling me a little bit

more about yourself.

Like what?

Anything.

Just tell me all your secrets.

Well, I'm not really a secrets kind of guy.

Come on!

- Everybody has some secrets.

- Well...

there is one fact I've been hiding from you.

Mmm.

Mmm.

I happen to be a master... of daggers.

What is he doing?

Jade, I think you were wrong about those cheese knives.

- A master of daggers?

- Oh, yes.

You know, I wasjust teasing.

Oh, my God. I should have never

let her go overthere tonight.

- Now I know your secret.

- What?

- Now I know your secret.

- What?

You throw like a girl.

Whoa!

Oh, man! I forgot to close the blinds.

Darling, after that performance,

I want to be your friend.

Yeah. Hey, how'd you do that thing with your back?

Okay. I can get really freaked out about this,

but guess what.

Jim is taking me to Shelter Island for the weekend,

and he says he has something important he wants to tell me.

Congratulations. You bag him.

AWW.

I know, I know. I don't wanna get too excited,

but we're leaving early, so I gotta get to work.

- Wow, that was fast.

- Okay, if they get married, I'll throw a shower.

- I'll do the pictures.

- I do groomsmen.

Hold on.

He's taking her away?

Maybe permanently away?

Oh.

Hey, Roxana, could I borrow

that Richard Tyler thing again?

I don't know.

I give to you, I may never see again.

Come on.

Fine. Take it away.

Thanks.

Wait.

Did I miss something here?

At yesterday's show, I heard some guy...

ask Jim about that woman who disappeared, and--

And you were worried about me.

Well, yeah.

Hey, you guys. Thought we could walk to work together.

Lisa, I only live a block from the museum.

Thought you could use the company.

Look, Holly, please.

Don't be worried. It's okay.

I have followed him, I have searched his apartment,

and now that I know him intimately--

Darling, you left the blinds up.

We all know him intimately.

Believe me, Amanda, We really want it to

work out between you and Jim.

I mean, if it could work out

for you guys after all this--

Yeah, I mean, now we're all

beachfront property in the Hamptons,

but in a few years, we're gonna be condos in Jersey.

I am gonna want a real relationship before that happens--

preferably with a four-carat ring,

D-flawless.

- Oh, that is so sweet.

- Yeah, me too. Only I want A-flawless.

Roxy, there is no "A."

Diamondratings start With "D."

Ha-ha, you can't fool me.

I Want "A."

Nice work, Amanda.

Yes, the face is perfect.

Yes, it is.

Come over and see it sometime.

All right, I will.

No.

I've been impressed with the way you do business.

We very much appreciate how you've handled

the little problem with the woman.

Oh, that was no problem.

I do have a question, though.

Antwerp.

Yes.

How does the money get back here?

Don't worry.

I'm going to explain everything to you.

I have plans to increase your role

within the organization.

Excellent.

Where are we meeting?

There's time for just a brief meeting

out on the runway at 5:00.

Great. Which airport?

Uh, which one? What's that?

Jim! Mr. Halloran.

- Amanda.

- What's this?

All she did was trip over a rug. Then you helped her up.

Why is she dead?

What are you talking about?

This is the woman I saw in your apartment,

the woman I saw killed by you.

What?

What do you mean, "saw"?

My apartment overlooks yours, and I

can see everything that you do.

I know, I know

I should have told you, but I didn't.

Mr. Halloran knows.

Well, wait a minute. How do you know Mr. Halloran?

Amanda, oh, my God.

We really need to talk.

Let's get to the car.

We're running late, aren't we?

I'm not going anywhere with you.

I think we should all have a talk.

Aaah!

Let go ofme!

Follow them!

Shh!

I was wrong about the girls. They did see something.

Let's take care of this.

I can't believe this is happening.

You're gonna whack me.

You're gonna take me to New Jersey and whack me!

Stop it, okay?

I'm not gonna whack you.

Why was Mr. Halloran shooting at me?

Because he's not Mr. Halloran.

He's Vadim Strukov, a very well-connected Russian criminal.

- So what? Are you a cop?

- Kind of.

"Kind of"? Let me see your badge!

- I don't have one.

- Why don't you have a badge?

- Because I'm undercover.

- Oh, hey, you know what?

I'm undercover too.Did you wanna see my badge?

Oopsie! I don't have one!

Let me out!

Will you stop it?

What's the matter with you?

But I saw you. I saw you murder that woman.

- No, you didn't. There was no murder.

- Uh-huh.

That whole thing was staged for Strukov,

who was on a roof across the courtyard watching.

What are you talking about?

I'm a federal agent.

With the F.B.I.?

So's Megan.

F.B.I.?

Yes.

Megan's cover got blown, so we staged it as

a way for me to prove my loyalty.

That picture in the Post?

We planted it.

Strukov was getting suspicious that no body had turned up.

Oh. Well, what do these Russian guys do?

Criminals like Strukov make hundreds

of millions of illegal dollars.

They can't just put it in a bank.

They find a young hotshot like me.

They give me the money,

I buy the dresses from Antwerp.

Then they import them back here, and the money's clean.

But hundreds of millions of dollars.

They must be selling a lot of dresses.

But they're not.

They sell hardly any.

- How do they get their money back?

- I was about to find out...

before you showed up early and blew my cover.

Well, I was only early because I was so excited

about going away for the weekend with you.

Amanda, I'm sorry.

I didn't plan to meet you or to get so

involved with you or--

Hold on.

I think I'm getting through.

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