Maid In Manhattan

Come on. Get your coat.

We gotta go.

-You have everything?

-Yeah.

Hurry up, sweetie. We're late.

Ty. Today, pap.

You're killing me, Ty.

Right now, you're killing Mommy.

-Okay, let's go.

-It's not my fault, Mom.

You want to do

your speech for me?

Ty! Hello? That's better.

You don't have to listen

to that 24 hours a day.

Wait. It's Simon and Garfunkel.

That's why l tell you to tie your shoes.

I know. I'm sorry. Oh, my God.

-You can't just turn them off, Mom.

-I understand, baby. Come on.

-Careful of the puddle.

-Why'd they break up?

-Who?

-Simon and Garfunkel.

You got me.

You can Google it at school.

Let's go.

Will l get in trouble

if l didn't give my speech?

Because l'm not really feeling it.

What do you mean? You've been

working all summer on that speech.

-I can't wait to hear it.

-It's boring.

Not to me or to abuela

or to your dad.

I thought we were meeting him after.

No way. He's coming, and then you

guys are going camping. Remember?

He's gonna be late,

and then everyone will see.

Look, he knows what time it starts.

Don't worry, he'll be there.

-Hey, look at me.

-What?

-You got something on your face there.

-Where?

-Right there.

-Ma! Mom! Mom, no! Stop!

There it is. I got it!

-Hey, guys. How's it going?

-Hey, Ty.

What's up?

The speech thing is at 4:00.

I know. Come here.

You got something on your face.

-Mom!

-What?

-Please.

-I'm sorry. Mr. Cool Guy.

I love you.

Have a good day.

-Morning, Marisa.

-What's up, Cora? How my diamonds?

-They're hanging with your rubies.

-I like the sound of that.

-Just made it, Marisa.

-I always do.

-Good morning, Marisa.

-What's up, Keef?

How's the weather?

Sunshine. That's nice.

Anything good on?

He opened the door for the paper.

The wife just pushed him out.

That nasty butt first thing

in the morning, l'd kick him out too.

Oh, my God. Wait a minute. He's

one of mine, the lactose intolerant.

I like how you name the people.

What do you call me

behind my back, l wonder.

Yeah. Can l get a robe to the

Charles Suite ASAP? Thank you.

I call you God because you see

everything and you still smile.

-I'm cool with that. I surely am.

-I'll see you later, Keef.

A Beresford maid is expedient.

A Beresford maid is thorough.

A Beresford maid serves with a smile.

And above all, a Beresford maid

strives to be invisible.

Maybe we can disappear

one day altogether.

You know what l just heard?

Christina? History after the 1 st.

Christina kitchen or

Christina assistant manager?

Assistant manager.

You know what that means?

Somebody else is gonna be

busting my ass on the 2nd.

Wrong. It means we're gonna

need an assistant manager.

-Yo, Barb, we still on for happy hour?

-Ten hours and counting.

Hey, Marisa, you here?

Can l finish getting dressed,

please? Thank you.

You're the one who keeps

talking about being a manager.

All l'm saying is, it could be you.

They're not gonna make

a maid a manager.

Why not? Today's a new day.

Anything's possible.

You know what l'm saying?

Friday morning, people!

Lots to do. Heads up.

Mr. Bextrum has an announcement

to make. Mr. Bextrum.

Christina Howard's promotion created

a vacancy that we've decided to fill...

...with in-house personnel.

-Perhaps one of our butlers.

-Excuse me, Mr. Bextrum, sir?

-Yes, Miss Kehoe?

-Can a maid apply?

Technically, if an employee's been

here for three consecutive years...

...he or, indeed, she,

is qualified to apply.

So yes. Sure. Absolutely.

Why not? Anything is possible.

You hear that?

The man said anything's possible.

Yeah, l guess he did.

On to new business.

Mr. Radcliff is checking out of 709.

Mr. Greenwald is checking in.

He's back on the wagon,

so let's clear out the minibar.

Kanaa CFO, Mr. Fukimoro,

is checkina into 814.

Stock Evian, shampoo the ruas

and extra slippers for his auests.

Marisa, heads up

on the Madison Suite.

Housekeeping.

Mrs. Saae is arrivina

with the children...

...preferably after Mr. Saae's

airlfriend departs.

You son of a b*tch!

Let's make sure it's

a smooth transition.

The Guedj sisters are back.

We'll track them on surveillance...

...but do keep an eye on all

bathrobes, cutlery and liaht fixtures.

Sotheby's director, Caroline Lane,

has switched from the Four Seasons.

She requested a park view...

...and favors purple orchids

and lavender scents.

Assemblyman Chris Marshall

arrives today.

He's aearina up his campaian...

...so his suite will be doublina

as a conference center...

... with the liquor and coffee bars

turnina over every four hours.

And he's brinaina his larae doa,

so we'll need proper accouterments.

And finally, Mr. Newman is back

in the Sherman Suite.

Careful, ladies, he's a full Monty.

-I had no idea anyone was here.

-Don't worry about it, Mr. Monty.

No big deal.

-And l do mean no big deal.

-No big deal.

Lavender!

-You're very creative, Marisa.

-Thank you, ma'am.

Since you have to leave at 3:00,

go find Lionel and have him sign off.

-Sir, l need you to sign off on the--

-Damn!

Oh, good Lord. Here, let me.

-Here you go.

-Thank you.

Oh, God. Your hand's bleeding.

Here. Squeeze tight.

Damn. He's checked in.

Quote, "Sentimental favorite

Chris Marshall...

...blah, blah, blah...

...son of late Senator

Graham Marshall, blah, blah...

...is expected to run for his father's

seat in the next election."

-End quote.

-Let me see that. Let me see it, Jerry.

You don't need to see it. No.

-Give it here.

-Fine. But l hadn't finished it yet.

"Sentimental favorite

and playboy politico...

...Assemblyman Chris Marshall...."

Guess you missed a few words, Jer.

What, " playboy"?

That's a compliment.

"Who called off his engagement

to ber babe Daniella Van Graas...

...arrives in town solo."

Respectful, huh?

Well, listen, you know, you're

a public figure. It's news. So what?

We were never engaged.

Whose side are you on?

Yours. That's why sometimes

you have to listen to me.

-Every now and again it might be nice.

-Here.

Welcome to the Beresford,

Mr. Marshall.

-Hello.

-My name is Lionel.

-Lionel?

-I'm the floor butler.

If there's anything you need,

please call me.

Thank you. This is Jerry,

and this is Dan, and the dog is Rufus.

Thank you, Lionel.

Nice to meet you. Thanks.

We'll call you if we need you. Chris,

will you look at me, please? Chris?

-Can you look at me for a minute?

-What? l am looking at you.

We're going to Maddox's thing

on Monday night.

No, Jerry, we're not.

See, this is when l wish your

old man were here to back me up.

-What?

-I said, l wish your old man...

-...were here to back me up.

-My father had no use for that man.

Your father knew how

to use that man.

-Where are you going?

-What?

-That depends. Where are you going?

-Bathroom. Alone.

-Yeah. Fine. Go. Great. Yeah. Sure.

-Thank you.

Call me if you need anything.

Oh, my God. I'm sorry, sir.

Thank you.

Sir.

Thank you. Thank you very much.

I'm so clumsy.

-Happens to all of us. Here.

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