Life or Something Like It Page #5

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I left my car.

I have a story to do.

Hi, Vin. Wire me.

Vin, do not give her

that microphone.

Vin? I love you, Vin.

I've never been able

to say that before

because I was frightened.

You know, Lanie,

that's really sweet,

but, Lanie, are you sure

that you wanna go on air?

I mean, did you have

a couple of drinks

or something? Or--

No, I'm not drunk.

I'm free.

That's good. That's good.

But you know what?

Dennis has already called Andrea.

She's coming in to replace you.

Has Lanie shown up yet?

Yeah, Dennis, she just got--

Dennis, I'm here,

and I'm ready to rock'n' roll.

Dennis, she is

in no shape to go--

Dennis, hi. I'm golden.

I've got 3 strikers

ready to interview live.

That's my girl.

OK, saddle up!

I love you, man.

You sure about this?

We're live in 5, people.

Live in 5!

No pride, no ride.

A major story is developing in Seattle.

Get camera one coaster, still 13.

Tape. Give me her name.

Stand by, super.

Super in. Stand by live.

Pete, get ready

to roll on Lanie.

Andrea.

- Whoa!

Hey, Lanie, you at least

wanna zip up or something?

- Oh.

- Yeah.

How's this?

Well, I know,

you love me, too, right?

No.

Rush hour in downtown Seattle

has ground to a halt today

as striking bus drivers

take to the streets

to make their voices heard.

Sir?

What's your name?

Bob Washington.

Bob, are you one of the many

faceless men and women

who toil in the streets,

guiding your diesel Goliath

through the blighted cityscape

to make sure that we

get home safe and sound?

Um... no pride, no ride.

Yeah! No pride, no ride.

Bob, tell us,

what are the drivers demanding?

- Better hours.

- Yeah!

- Better wages.

- Yeah!

- Better vehicles.

- Yeah!

Better overalljob satisfaction.

Yeah! All right.

Sounds reasonable.

Bob, I don't know if you're aware

of a very popular song

by a little band

called the Rolling Stones,

but it talks about

these very same issues,

and it goes a little

something like this.

Bloody hell.

- Hi, Bob.

- Yeah.

I can't get no

Satisfaction

And I try

And I try

And I try

And I try

I can't get no

I can't get no

That is one crazy chick.

Stand by,Jake and Lori.

We should get out of this.

Not yet.

I'm Lanie Kerrigan,

and that's f***in' life

in Seattle!

Ow.

Morning, Mick.

A little hair of the dog for ya?

Just point to the one

you were drinkin'.

All right.

I knew you were

a rum and Coke girl.

You drink a little

bit of this down...

you're gonna be

feelin' much better.

No. No. Come on.

A little bit more than that.

- Good girl.

Oh, God. Did we--

No.

Well, don't sound so excited, OK?

You passed out in my car.

Sorry.

What-What happened?

You don't remember any of it?

- No.

- You don't remember

talkin' to me on the cell phone?

The bus drivers' strike?

No.

The live spot?

Are you telling me

I went on the air?

You went on the air.

Without my makeup?

Without your makeup,

without your lines...

without your sanity.

Oh... wow.

Oh.

I don't know, Lanie.

Seriously, I don't think

that's a good idea.

You do not--

You do not wanna watch it.

Oh, boy.

It's important to note

that it can be very difficult

to be a reporter,

and we're not here

to make fun

of our brethren, but--

But she is from a rival station.

So, uh, let's see it again.

Just how involved

should reporters

get with their subjects?

No.

A local reporter

caused a huge traffic jam

when she turned a live report

into an impromptu rock concert.

I'm Lanie Kerrigan,

and that's life--

Perfect.

My life is over.

I'm--

I'm officially dead.

I officially just--

just stopped breathing. I'm dead.

Define life.

My career.

My network job.

My wedding.

OK?

Do you really think

if you have no job

and no boyfriend,

then your life is over?

Will you shut up?

My head is pounding,

I haven't had a shower

since Saturday,

and I have ringing in my ears.

Ringing?

Yeah, well,

that's called a phone.

I'll take care of that.

Hello.

Hey, Dennis.

How ya doin'?

Yeah, no problem.

Thanks. Thanks a lot.

No, Lanie?

No. I mean, you know,

I saw her yesterday.

Well, it's 7:
15.

All right.

Well, if I hear from her,

I will give you a call. OK.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

So...

you want me to take you home?

No.

Wanna go try and

look for your car, maybe?

Oh, God. No.

Well, look, you know what?

What do you say

I take you to the airport,

you can go off to Morocco

with your last couple

of days here on Earth?

If it's OK with you,

I'd like to stay...

here for a little while.

All right.

But you gotta

take a shower first.

Ooh.

- Here ya go.

- Quid.

Quid. Yeah.

What is that?

What is quid?

It's money. Currency.

In what language?

In English.

As in England?

Uh-huh.

You know how in the U.S.,

you would say, uh,

"I got a few bucks."

Well, in England,

you would say,

"I got a few quid."

So it's slang.

No. It's quid.

It's slang.

The queen does not use slang.

You cannot use slang

in word games.

It was not slang.

You would let me use

"buck," wouldn't ya?

Define buck.

Buck as in male deer?

Yeah.

Or buck as in buck off,

or, I'm having such

a bucking good time

shopping with you.

You're telling me

that even though it's Tuesday,

a day when normal people

have to work

or have appointments,

you have absolutely

no obligation whatsoever?

No. Sometimes, you know,

I'll actually work.

Oh, but only if you want to.

Yeah. Yeah.

And, uh, and what if

Dennis called and said

you have to come

to work today

or you'll be fired?

Well, then I would

probably get fired.

Just like that?

Yeah, well, you know, Lanie,

I know this is hard

for you to imagine,

but there are some things that are

a little bit more

important than work.

Like what?

Well, like today,

for example...

I gotta go pick up my kid.

Really?

Yeah. Yeah, you know,

I have a son.

Uh, you said you didn't

have any obligations.

You know, I don't really

look at him like an obligation.

There he is.

Hey, Tommy.

Hey, Dad.

How's it goin'?

Uh, pretty good.

Good. Good.

I got a little surprise

for you today.

- OK.

- All right.

I want you to meet someone

I work with.

This is Lanie.

This is my boy Tommy.

- Hi.

- Hi.

It's nice to meet you, Lanie.

Nice to meet you.

Well, Dad, is she coming with us?

Yeah. Yeah, she's gonna

spend the day with us,

see if she can

hang with the guys.

What do you think?

All right. Well, come on.

Let's get goin'.

Come on.

Do you like kids?

Hey, come on, Tommy.

What? I mean, what if her

and Cal Cooper

have kids someday

when they get married?

Cal and I broke up.

You broke up with Cal Cooper?

That's horrible, isn't it?

Can you still get good seats

for the Mariner games?

Probably.

Well, look, you know,

Lanie's on TV.

I'm sure if she can't

get 'em through Cal--

Yeah. Yeah. I know--

the Seattle Life lady.

You should have sung

Yeah?

I don't think

I know that one.

- What?

Yeah, how do you know that?

All right, little guy.

Hey, Tommy.

Hmm?

We're home.

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