Maid In Manhattan Page #2

-Thank you.

-Let me help you.

-Thank you.

-Where do those go?

-Caroline Lane. Park Suite.

She just checked in with a request

for immediate unpack and press.

Here. Blood and Dolce:

Thank you. Thank you.

I mean, there are limits.

You're so bad. You really are, Rach.

Yes, just hold on a second.

Thank you. Anything, l mean,

it's up and down.

One day, we're looking at rings,

and the next day, we're breaking up.

Yeah. No way.

So l...

...had my assistant accidentally forward

my calendar for the week to his e-mail.

Of course, l added a few extra lunch

dates and dinner parties with my ex.

Fantastic, right?

Eric will be furious.

-That needs pressing.

-Okay.

But let's not forget Eric trades

commodities for a living.

A little competition right now

might increase my market value.

Listen, my darling, l'm going

to be late. I'll call you later, okay?

Excuse me. Sorry.

Could you just hold up those two

outfits that Dolce sent over earlier?

These two?

Well, l just simply can't tell

without the stockings.

Could l ask you an enormous favor?

I mean, l know this isn't your job,

and l'd never normally ask, but l'm so....

-It's okay.

-You're such a doll.

Would you run down to Madison

and get me three pairs of pantyhose?

-The concierge usually does that.

-Yes, but it will get lost in translation.

Please. You look like

you're someone...

...who knows the difference

between taupe and caramel.

-Okay.

-Thanks.

Here. Thank you so much.

-Okay.

-Oh, and sorry.

Can you send someone else

to finish the unpacking, please?

-Right away.

-Thanks.

Bye.

Attention! Somebody's coming!

-You think it's gonna rain?

-Maybe. It's possible.

-Hi, where's the fire?

-Nowhere.

I just got sent on an errand.

I'm already late.

-Get these pressed for me?

-Sure, in my spare time.

By the way, two poodles

raiding your cart.

-What?

-Can't be late for Ty!

Mary Anne, if you don't wear

that dress, l'm gonna come over.

I'm gonna go in your closet.

I'm gonna put it on for you.

Wait. Hold on a sec.

Excuse me, miss?

Where are you going?

-In back to see if Carrie's here.

-Carrie's not here.

So could you just step away?

Away.

Away. Away from there.

Thank you.

Hi. Sorry. Okay, so you go first.

No, you! No, you.

Get out.

-Get out.

-Excuse me, just a moment.

You know what? l have customers,

so go on quick.

Yeah. Then what?

No, he didn't.

-No, he didn't.

-Can l just ask you one question?

You know what, ma'am?

You have to wait. Okay?

What? No, a maid.

-I don't know.

-Yo.

-You can't be back here.

-Leezette?

What are you doing?

Being that we're sisters

in the service business...

...and l'm in a rush...

...l'd say you start serving

your low-end customers...

...because that's

the reason you're here.

Unless we're not good enough

for you to service.

In which case,

l'm sure your manager is.

What do you say, ladies?

Am l right or am l right?

-You're right.

-Oh, yes.

-Sorry, Mom.

-Baby, where were you?

Keef, do me a favor.

These go to the goddess

in the Park Suite.

-I got you. Don't forget the bags.

-Thank you.

Are you ready?

-I'm not gonna have time to change.

-Sure you do. We'll be a little late.

No, Ma, we cannot be late, okay?

-Come on.

-I was on time.

Are they here yet?

-Hello?

-Marisa?

Yeah. Marcus. Yeah.

No, l can't hear you.

-When's Ty's speech aaain?

-I'll get it.

In 20 minutes, at 4:00.

-And you cannot be late.

-Well....

Marcus!

-You're just breaking up. What?

-I can't be there. I'm in Miami.

-Please tell me you're kidding.

-I'm in Miami with Muasy.

Don't do this to me, Marcus.

Don't let him get away with it.

Be strong, Marisa.

What am l supposed

to tell him this time?

-This weekend is the holiday.

-I know.

-He's counting on it.

-He'll aet over it.

-I'll take him at Christmas, okay?

-Tell somebody who believes you.

I gotta go.

That sh*t.

This fell out of your bag. Is it yours?

Yeah, thanks.

Management, huh?

Que fancy.

What?

I'm not saying a word.

Can you not say a word

somewhere else?

And our next speaker

will be Ty Ventura.

Richard Milhous Nixon...

:::was a man

of many contradictions.

Even though

he is remembered in history...

...as the only president

to ever resign...

...his foreign policies

and his relations with China...

...opened up the Western door

to Eastern--

I mean, Eastern door

to Western ties.

That's enough.

Born a Quaker,

he was nevertheless....

He was responsible for bombing...

...for the violent bombing of....

Richard Nixon was born in....

Hey, baby.

They were all laughing at me,

and then l lost my words.

You know, it happens

sometimes, honey.

I never want to do that again, okay?

You're going to do better next time.

No.

All right, we'll talk about it later...

...because l got something for you.

The new Nixon tapes.

Come on, you know

you wanna open it.

Mom.

Oh, pap.

I'm sorry.

Where's Dad?

He had a construction job

in Poughkeepsie.

It was paying time and a half,

and he had to do it, baby.

It's okay.

So you'll hang out with me

at the hotel this weekend, okay?

A married guy was buying

clothes for his girlfriend.

I know. He gave me

his number yesterday.

-What's up, Frannie, Michelle?

-Good morning.

-Hey, Ty, how are you?

-What's up, Ty?

Lily?

We're here.

Hey, are you going to keep me

company today, Ty?

-Yeah?

-Yeah.

Now, he's got books and puzzles

and all kinds of fun stuff. Right, baby?

-I'm on 22 if you need me, okay?

-Okay.

So l'll see you at lunchtime.

You all right?

I'm cool.

You know, l am really sorry

about all this.

It's not your fault.

-See you later. Thank you.

-Sure.

What's with the face?

He's a kid. He has

a whole hotel to play with.

-We come here every day.

-He'll have a ball.

You said it.

-You need to loosen up.

-I'm not interested.

-Why are you stealing my tissues?

-I need them.

While you're there, get me soap,

shower caps, some Kiehl's.

We need some fun in our lives.

Be spontaneous, kick up our skirts.

-The expression is " heels."

-Maybe for you.

-I'm with you, girl.

-You only live once.

-You know. Come on.

-No.

Live it, girl.

I'm living.

I'm living.

Come on, help me clean the

Park Suite. You're not doing nothing.

Oh, sorry. Aren't you

the maid l had yesterday?

-Yes, ma'am.

-Oh, fantastic. I need another favor.

I'm late for lunch,

otherwise l'd do it.

Would you run down to the boutique

and return the outfits in the closet?

-Sure, l'll take care of it.

-Thank you. You're the best.

Okay.

-Who's she?

-She's the goddess.

She's staying in the Park Suite.

You two have a lot in common.

Yeah? Then why am l the one

wearing the uniform?

What l meant was

that she also has a boyfriend...

...who she's been with for a while,

who still has not popped--

Her cherry?

Because then we'd be identical.

-What are you looking at?

-I meant the question.

My God, is your mind always...

...on the pepperoni?

That's right, baby.

All right, here's the difference

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