Maid In Manhattan Page #7

with Chris Marshall.

At least until you're a manager.

Then you can make your own rules.

I'll make sure your shift is covered.

-Mari.

-What happened?

-You can still be a manager, right?

-Yeah, if l break it off with Chris.

Break what off? No offense,

sweetheart. What planet are you on?

You don't get it. None of you.

There was something

different about him.

Yeah, it's called money.

-No, it's called--

-Don't say, " love."

-Don't let her say it.

-She's going to.

We connected, you know....

-I felt it. Ty felt it too.

-Snap out of it, all right?

You are not in love with this man.

He is not in love with you.

You have no connections,

affiliations or loyalties.

You're from two different worlds.

Do you hear me?

-I hear you.

-Me too.

I don't know.

Come on, Maris, you....

You could be manager!

Think of it, girl. One of us...

...out there!

In a blazer.

Yeah.

I don't have anything

to wear to this thing.

-Honey, look, it's not what you got.

-Baby, it's who you know.

-And what they got.

-You got it?

When you're a manager, your first

order of business is to get us--

Raises!

All right, Ty, focus.

Eyes forward.

Once more.

This is the Harry Winston....

Wreath necklace. Worth more

than l'll see in 1 0 lifetimes.

Good. And if it leaves her neck

at any time, you'll....

Be put up for adoption

while my mom....

-Rots in prison!

-Excellent.

-You want to say hi to Harry?

-Harry.

What do you need?

Tell me what you need.

Just your support, Harry.

What about a cameo

on Saturday Niaht Live?

-Let's wait on that.

-I'm calling Lorne.

-It's nice to see you.

-Good to see you.

-There they are. See them?

-I see them.

We're going to line up Maddox's

support and get Grey's endorsement.

Just go and get it over with.

-Is she here?

-She'll be here. She'll be here.

-Have fun, Ma.

-Thanks.

Listen, be good. Go to bed when

Steph tells you. No negotiating. Okay?

Oh, God.

I can't breathe.

What am l doing here, Steph?

This is all a lie.

No, honey.

It's more like a dream, you know?

For one night,

you're living it for all of us.

Don't think about tomorrow.

Just think about tonight.

Tonight, the maid is a lie.

And this, this is who you really are.

What do you think?

I think we have a lot

of issues to talk about.

-Let's get together.

-Good.

Excuse me. I think now's

the perfect time if you'd like to....

Oh, my God, Jerry.

Look who's here.

Lovely of you,

but l don't think l'll be in town.

I'm gonna bring him over here.

No. She should be here by now.

She's not coming.

-She'll be here. She'll be here.

-She'd better be, Jerry.

You're beautiful.

So are you.

Thank you for being here.

I only came to tell you that this...

...you and me, can't go

anywhere beyond this evening.

It just can't.

Well, then, you should've

worn a different dress.

Want to dance?

You have to listen.

I know you're used to getting your way.

Yeah, until l met you.

There's millions of women who are

dying for you to look their way.

Yeah? Then why are you

making me work so hard?

Chris? Hi.

Maddox is open.

So why don't you go over,

two minutes.

-Jerry. I'm here--

-I'll take over. I know.

-Oh, Chris. Hi.

-Hello.

-What a night. I mean, who isn't here?

-Right.

Do l need to know something

that l don't know already?

Well, that sounds like something

between you and your God, Jerry.

I like a good mystery, you know.

But not where his girlfriends

are concerned.

I'm not his girlfriend.

Well, whatever.

I just need him focused.

-Sorry about that.

-Not at all.

-May l cut in?

-You certainly may.

Where were we?

Right about here, wasn't it?

You better do what you're supposed

to because Jerry thinks l distract you.

Wait, wait. Never, never start

a sentence with "Jerry thinks."

No, but you should do the right thing.

Why are you smiling?

Nothing, just until this minute,

l didn't know what that was.

-But l do now.

-You do what?

-Don't go anywhere.

-Chris, l didn't mean--

I'll be right back.

I'll be right back.

Excuse me.

Excuse me.

Haven't we met?

-I'm Caroline Lane and you're...?

-Sotheby's Caroline Lane?

-Yes.

-It's wonderful to see you again.

I just knew we knew each other.

I never forget a face. Wow!

Is that a Harry Winston wreath?

They haven't made

that design since the late '60s.

You're very good.

Excuse me, l have to go.

Listen, just between us girls.

Are you here with Chris?

-Can you keep a secret?

-Of course.

Good. So can l.

Caroline.

Caroline.

Caroline.

-Do you have somewhere else to be?

-I have to leave.

You're not leaving. You're running.

What l can't figure out is, are you

running towards something you want?

Or are you running away from

something you're afraid to want?

Look, l've made

so many mistakes already.

-I just don't want to make it worse.

-You won't. I promise.

There's something

you don't know, okay?

Oh, God. How do l tell you this?

-The first time you saw me, l was--

-You were mesmerizing.

If tonight is all we have...

...stay. Please.

It's over, baby.

Hi, honey.

I'm good.

At work.

Listen, abuela's gonna be there in about

Did you and Steph have a good time?

Yeah?

What are you gonna do in Buffalo?

Well, my plan is to sort of

accidentally bump into him.

-I mean, do you think that's too obvious?

-No.

-A Harry Winston wreath?

-Morning.

Isn't that that maid?

I mean, where would a maid get

that necklace? l thought maybe--

I'll fast-forward through this, and you

just point her out if you see her.

Oh, wait, could you just

go back on that bit?

I mean, it could be her.

Let's just--

Can we just go forward?

Wait! That's my Dolce coat!

-How could you have missed that?

-I'm sorry, sir.

I'll have maintenance

get there with a plunger.

And l'll call the pharmacy to see

if they have something for that.

Excuse me, sir. Mr. Bextrum wants

to see both of you in the Park Suite.

Lionel. Marisa.

Oh. Well, that's interesting.

She told me her name was Maria.

I thought it would be impolite

to correct you.

And l suppose you think

it's polite to steal people's clothes?

-I didn't steal--

-Miss Ventura, Mr. Bextrum has spent...

...30 minutes trying to persuade

Miss Lane not to press charges.

I suggest you say as little as possible.

We have it all on video.

Was everything returned?

-Yes, sir.

-Oh, Chris, l'm terribly sorry...

...to interrupt you. We thought you

should know what was going on.

-What is going on?

-The woman you thought was a guest...

...on this floor is the maid on this floor.

Aren't you, Marisa?

No. Wait, her name is Caroline.

No, Chris, darling, that's my name.

She steals clothes, identities--

What the hell's happening here?

Why are you dressed that way?

Caroline?

Is this true?

Yeah, it is.

Jesus Christ! The press is gonna

have a field day with this one.

There's no reason to involve the press.

How will you prevent her

from speaking?

This would never happen

at the Four Seasons.

I can assure you it has never

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