I Love Trouble Page #8
- PG
- Year:
- 1994
- 123 min
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anybody who knew him at Yale.
Oh, how's Peterson?
ls she still driving you crazy?
More than you can imagine.
I'll talk to you tomorrow.
- Anything?
- Not yet.
- You hungry?
- Yeah, a little.
Thanks.
To the bravest girl I ever met.
Why? Because I've managed
to stay alive?
Oh, no, no!
Because you married me.
Am I really looking
at a heart-shaped turkey burger?
You know, if anyone told me two weeks
ago I'd be married to Peter Brackett"
Oh, no, no, no, no. Don't worry.
I already checked.
We can have it annulled
in the morning.
Oh, you did?
Good.
Well, a 12-hour marriage.
Even shorter than my first one.
Peterson,
you were married before?
You find that so hard
to imagine?
No, no. I'm just sort of particular
about who my wives have been married to.
- Who was he?
- Name's O'Connor.
Of Peterson, Peterson
and O'Connor.
He's extremely close
with my parents.
- Well, you've been married before, right?
- I tried it briefly.
Didn't like it?
No, actually it was my wife
who had the complaint.
She said I was never home. She said
I loved newspapering more than her...
She said she'd never mean as much to
you as the story you were working on.
- She said she was jealous of the boys...
- In the City room.
- Yeah!
- Funny.
Yeah.
She's now married to a brilliant
CPA with an amazing sweater collection.
- Bet he's home every night.
- Like clockwork.
- That's what they like.
- Regularity.
Yeah.
You know, Brackett...
some guys...
might try to take advantage of
a situation like this, but not you.
No, no.
I know this is the one area...
- where I can completely trust you.
- Mm-hmm.
So, which side of the heart
do you want?
- We're sleeping in shifts. Remember?
- Yeah, right. I forgot.
- Um, you want to take the first shift?
- No, no, you go ahead.
Mmm.
Tell me something, Brackett.
What is it about me
you don't like?
I'm not pretty enough?
Not tall enough?
Too tall?
Too smart?
Not smart enough?
Wrong color hair?
Talk too much?
Really, what is it?
I've never had this effect
on a man before.
You would be surprised, but...
most men are actually
somewhat attracted to me.
I know you think I'm trouble,
and you curse the day you met me...
but off the record, I don't feel
that way about you...
at all.
Off the record, Peterson...
I don't feel that way
about you, either...
at all.
You don't?
First time I ever kissed
a newspaperman.
I like it.
This doesn't change anything.
I'm still the Globe, and you're still...
The Chronicle.
I know, Sabrina, I know.
- We're still...
- Competitors.
Thank you
for calling me Sabrina.
- Hello?
- This is Mrs. Hervey.
If you want to see my husband,
please come now.
This is exactly the sort of thing that
would've driven my ex-husband crazy.
Your current husband's not
too thrilled about it, either.
- Well...
- Yeah.
Yeah.
Oh, hey, don't forget
your wallet.
Shall we?
Sure.
My husband's home now
because there's nothing more
they can do for him at the hospital.
But some days
he's not all that bad.
Alex, the reporters from Chicago
are here to see you.
Alex?
Alex.
Alex, they've come
such a long way to see you.
You wanted to talk to my husband
about, um, Darryl Beekman, didn't you?
Mm-hmm. Yes, we were wondering
why, a-after the success of LDF...
that your husband
was given a promotion...
but Dr. Beekman chose
to leave the company?
Were you wondering, Mr. Brackett,
or do you think you know?
We think we know. We just need
someone to tell us if we're right.
Did your husband ever say
anything about Dr. Beekman...
about disagreements
between them?
Never.
I- I'm sorry. I w... I was hoping
Alex could talk to you.
Uh, uh, excuse me. Can I use
your restroom for a second?
- Down the hall.
- Oh, thank you.
I'm sorry you had to come
such a long way.
I really appreciate you calling
us, Mrs. Hervey. Thank you.
Maybe we should wait
until Mr. Brackett gets back.
No, no, that's okay.
Uh, I really don't know
what it is, but...
I thought it was strange,
because in 30 years...
I've never seen Alex bring
anything home from work.
You can take it, but I'm afraid it's
not much use to anyone outside of Chess.
Thank you.
This is Captain Riley. Just to let
you know that we're ahead of schedule...
and we'll be arriving in Chicago
in just a little under an hour.
The temperature is e breezy
- Sorry.
- No problem.
Complimentary champagne
for the bride and groom?
I can always spot the newlyweds
on our Vegas flights.
Of course with you two,
who couldn't?
- Congratulations.
- Thank you.
- Our annulment?
- Perfect!
Because, truthfully, Brackett, there's not a
man in the world I'd rather annul than you.
Truthfully, Peterson, I wouldn't
believe anything you ever said...
that started with
the word truthfully.
Well, I guess it's time
to put an end to the Charade.
Yeah. Gimbel's marries Macy's.
We wouldn't want that to get around.
- May I?
- Mmm.
Will you do something for me,
Peterson, for old times' sake?
What?
Kiss me good-bye.
Back now, 7:
30 on this, uh,Monday morning, October the 14th.
I'm Bryant Gumbel here in Studio 3B.
Katie Couric's up on Capitol...
What happened to October 13th?
Let's go.
Uh, I'm here
for the 4:
00 tour.In beautiful
Spring Creek, Wisconsin.
Our first stop
on today's tour...
is going to be the Chess Family
Science Discovery Center.
Now, as we walk in pairs down
the Biology of Tomorrow corridor...
Right this way, sir.
How are you folks today?
I'd like to point out a few of the
everyday products created here at Chess.
For example, the cold medicine
which I forgot to take this morning.
- Hi.
- Milk, e staple for the entire family.
And just one of the products
Chess Chemical is working to improve...
- for the 21st century.
- You know, you look very familiar.
Have we met before?
No. Actually this is my first
visit to the Twilight Zone.
- Why'd you double-cross me, Peterson?
- Just following the Golden Rule.
But I thought we were partners,
five-oh, five-oh.
That must explain why you took
Kim's security pass.
- Oh, Peterson, I was gonna...
- l was gonna tell you.
You can't even be honest
about being dishonest.
I was gonna tell you, Peterson.
I took it as a backup.
- I never thought we'd be here again.
- Yeah, mm-hmm.
- Look, I gotta go.
- Peterson, listen.
It's not safe for you
to be here alone.
Now, you probably don't wanna be
reminded of this...
but I did take an oath to protect you
'til death do us part.
Game's over, Brackett,
and you lose.
I've got the disk.
I've got the security pass.
Actually, I have the disk.
Actually, that's blank.
I've got the disk.
I've got my own security pass.
And I've got the authority
to have you thrown out of here.
Sabrina. Honey, come on.
After all we've been through!
Just do in your heart what you know
I would do if I was in your position.
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