Maid In Manhattan Page #5

I want you to find out who

Caroline is in the Park Suite.

Don't write it down.

Just remember it.

Thanks. Good job.

Come in, Miss Ventura.

I assume you know the reason

you've been called here.

I think so. Yes, sir.

Do you know what the foundation

of a great hotel is?

Location?

Loyalty and trust.

Would you say those are qualities

that you possess?

I would. Yes, sir.

Miss Burns agrees.

And she's urged me

to consider you.

We had no idea you were

interested in management...

...until Miss Kehoe brought us

your application.

By the way, you forgot

your social security number...

...and your mother's maiden name.

If you just fill them in

and sign right there. Perfect.

Normally, you'd go through the program

and train for a year as a butler, but--

-Given the circumstances--

-Due to overbooking and understaffing...

...we decided to accelerate

your application.

And move you into management

after the six-week training.

With the proviso that you

pass the practical exam...

...and fulfill each requirement

for every station.

So you see, Miss Ventura,

sometimes...

...when life shuts one door,

it opens a window.

So jump.

Steph, where are you?

l know you're in here.

-Don't tell me you're busted.

-No, you are.

You know what?

You had no right!

What are you talking about?

You filled out

an application for me?

-They're considering you.

-Do you know what you've done?

-I did you a favor.

-No. If you wanna do me a favor...

...then mind your own business

once in a while.

For two years, you've yapped

about getting out of uniform...

...and what ideas you got.

This morning, l'm having coffee

with Rosalie from personnel...

...and l ask her.

I go, " Marisa got a shot?"

She goes, " Marisa who?"

l go, " Marisa Ventura. She's applied."

She goes, " lf she applied,

l'd slip it to the top of the pile."

So l just act real nonchalantlike

and l go, "Are you sure?"

So she goes, she double-checks,

and she tells me:

" Marisa Ventura ain't never applied

for no management program ever."

Imagine my shock and dismay.

My own partner,

lying to me like that.

Then l figured maybe you were

too chickenshit, so l did it myself.

If they took you,

you'd be happy.

And if they didn't, you wouldn't know

the difference. So sue me!

These are the golden years.

We gotta prove our mothers wrong.

Don't waste them.

What we did today was wrong.

But you didn't really lie.

Not technically.

Now you're starting

to sound like Nixon.

Letting someone believe

something's true when it's not...

...is just as much

a lie as a lie is.

I let him think l was staying in the

suite, not cleaning it. I'm the maid.

I hate to break it to you,

but l don't think he's after your money.

I can't believe you just said that!

Just get my keys in my pocket,

please. This is hot.

Good job.

All right, sweetie.

Behave yourself, okay?

-Thank you.

-My pleasure.

Can l borrow this?

-Of course.

-Thank you.

Baby, bye.

And remember,

all security IDs...

...will need to be rephotographed

starting next week.

I think that's all.

Thank you very much.

Barbara, Clarice,

come with me, please.

-Have you seen this?

-No. What?

Well, let me show you.

Give me this.

Yeah. So?

What do you mean, "so"? What if

somebody from the hotel sees it?

I hate to break the bubble.

You can't tell it's you.

-Don't worry about it.

-It's the front page of the paper today.

Stop. You do one spontaneous thing,

you think you're going to hell.

Do you understand

this could be bad?

Don't be such a Catholic. Please.

Come on.

Good morning.

Nice to see you.

-Can l steal him away for a second?

-Sure.

-Let me steal you away.

-Excuse me.

-I want to talk to you.

-What's the problem?

This! Do you know

what this is gonna cost me?

An entire day of doing nothing

but covering your ass.

I'm getting calls from The London

Times, The Washinaton Post...

...the Chicaao Sun, asking

about her identity, her background...

...who the kid is. A kid!

Just when l get them to focus on your

assets, they're focusing on hers.

Thanks.

Yeah, well, they're fantastic assets,

don't you think?

Squeezing the circle

tighter and tighter and tighter...

...and release.

Let's try that again.

And squeeze the circle

tighter, tighter...

-...and relax.

-Sorry, l'll come back.

That's okay.

You can work around us.

We could use some more towels,

por favor. Rapido.

Squeezing the circle tighter...

...and tighter and tighter.

Radiating from the pelvis.

Good. Breathe.

Exhale.

Are you all right?

Twinkles, is it Eric?

l knew it.

He hasn't called once.

Not my cell, not the service,

not the hotel.

So last night l called him, and--

Rach, he was with....

I can't. It's like cheap wine.

-Shall we do some band work, ladies?

-Go on, l'm listening.

-I heard her in the background.

-The cheap wine?

His ex, in midlaugh.

Butler service, Miss Lane.

I have a message

from Mr. Christopher Marshall.

Christopher Marshall?

As in, Christopher Marshall?

He's staying in the York Suite

and was wondering...

...if you had a response

to the luncheon invitation...

...l placed in your room yesterday.

-We're through. Thank you.

-In my room?

-I have to charge the full hour.

-Yesterday.

-Fine.

-For lunch?

-For two.

-Get out!

-Where?

-In his suite.

This is a miracle.

-Shall l give him an answer?

-Yes. Tell him yes. What time?

-1 p.m.

-She'll be there. Thank you.

When did this go down?

We met at this thing

in Southampton last summer.

I thought we had a moment.

" Can you steal away an hour,

please?"

-You think he saw you in the hall?

-Who cares? What should l wear?

You look good in anything.

But l didn't bring a thing!

Let's see.

Maria, thank goodness.

I need a favor. It's urgent.

Could you get those outfits

you returned for me yesterday?

There's this divine

Dolce cashmere coat. It's just--

Actually, they're still in the closet.

I thought you might want a second look.

You are so good.

Thank God!

-You should be a personal assistant.

-She's a maid.

-So are they, with better titles.

-Actually, l'm up for a position.

What do you think?

Dolce coat, Gucci pants...

...or Ralph Lauren skirt,

Manolo pumps?

They're both divine!

Let's see.

How about the pants, open sandals,

see-through blouse...

...colored bra and carry

the Dolce coat for effect.

-Maria?

-She barely speaks English.

-What?

-Excuse me?

Maria, what do you think?

What about the beaded skirt

with that beige...

...crocheted halter

you have in the closet?

You know, casual sexy.

No stockings.

Definitely eighty-six the coat.

It sends the wrong message.

Like you're going someplace.

Besides, that whole see-through

blouse, colored-bra thing...

...reads a little desperate, older gal,

trying too hard. Don't you think?

You want to make him work for it.

Who does she think she is

to talk to me like that?

Thank you, Maria.

I have two words for you,

Rachel Hoffberg:
Eric who?

Excuse me. Sorry.

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