Mannequin: On the Move Page #4

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never heard of yak's milk,

so I brought you Pepsi instead.

- You want to run a tab?

- Yeah, thanks.

It's diet soda.

No calories, no sugar, no caffeine.

Oh, we had something like that

back home called water.

This is easier to find.

Well, I love this place.

Mmm.

Good.

- Do you want to dance?

- Oh, I'd love to.

All right, let's go!

- Hi, precious.

- I think he's cute.

- Hello, beautiful.

- Hello.

- Are you a general?

- I'm a notary public.

- You wanna dance, baby?

- I already have a man.

Come on, feel the beat.

Okay.

That's it.

Are you under some kind of a spell?

- Come on, Jessie, follow me.

- I'm trying.

Wait. Wait. That's not dancing.

That's not dancing. This is dancing.

I've danced alone a thousand times

To songs that no one else could even hear

I've reached into the flame of love

I couldn't hold it

And it disappeared

I've lived to learn to hate the blues

I've lived with everything but you

I can't believe my eyes

I see you here

Lookin'just the way you should

Now, you comfortable?

As comfortable as I can be

in front of the probing eye of the camera.

Oh, come on,

you're not on national television.

This is just your own

personal dating videocassette.

Now, relax. We're rolling.

Okay. What is your name?

I am Mr...

- Jones.

- Good. Very good.

And, Mr. Jones,

what is it that you do for a living?

Well, I am the manager of a major...

Dog...

Pet...

A major pet emporium.

Now, tell me, what is the most

exciting thing that ever happened to you?

That would have to be knee surgery.

You know,

I think we should take a different tack.

- Is this your cottage?

- Yeah.

Your mother must be a very wealthy lady.

Well, as a matter of fact,

she does have her own business,

but we don't want

to discuss it with her. Okay?

We'll just... We'll be very quiet.

- Okay.

- Okay.

Here is our dating dossier.

You just look under the category

that you're interested in.

Age range, personality preferences.

You know, it's all listed.

- Oh, you're home late.

- Oh, yeah.

Stopped off to look at an apartment.

Well, you know, it wouldn't be

the end of the world if you stayed here.

This is a perfectly nice, normal home.

Mom, I'm a big boy now.

I need to be on my own, okay?

Good night.

- What are you doing?

- Oh, I've changed my mind.

I've made a terrible mistake.

You don't know me.

I have never been here.

You have never seen me.

I have never ever... Oh, I'm sorry.

Here's $10. Here's money for the tape.

I'll pay for that. Send me the bill.

Wow. This is a palace.

I love the 20th century.

This little painting looks so real.

It must have been done by a great artist.

It's a snapshot taken by my Uncle Bob.

That's my dad.

He... He passed away a couple of months

after that was taken.

You both have the same smile.

I wish I had a snapshot painting

of my family.

I miss them so much.

Yeah. I know what you mean.

You know, sometimes

I can picture myself back in your time.

A prince alone in a strange land,

armed only with my sword,

taking on the world for love.

- It's just a fantasy.

- No, you are a prince.

As great and valiant as there ever was.

I'm so glad I'm not alone anymore.

I'm never gonna leave you alone.

Good night.

Girl, there's so much

in this world that I'm sure of

But, girl, I believe

what I need now is your love

The way you touch me with your eyes

The way you heat me up inside

Is why I want you

And I want you to feel the way that I do

Like I do, like I do

I want you

And I want you to feel the way that I do

Like I do, like I do

Gotta say the words you've got

Of all the things that get me hot

That's why I want you

And I want you to feel the way that I do

Like I do, like I do

I want you

And I want you to feel the way that I do

Like I do, like I do

You, cooking? What's the occasion?

- I'm hungry.

- Uh-huh.

And, by the way, who's in the bathroom?

A friend. No questions, please.

I always respect your privacy.

- Did you sleep with this friend?

- No, I slept on the couch, thank you.

And, Mom,

thanks for respecting my privacy.

No problem.

- Where'd you meet her?

- At work.

She's a model.

Foreign, I think from Bavaria.

Bavaria. Oh, your father always claimed

to have royal Bavarian blood.

Of course, he also claimed

to be a Harvard graduate,

the only one who ever worked

at Abe's Fish Market.

- Did you ever hear of a Prince William?

- No, but I'd sure like to meet one.

- Am I gonna meet her?

- No.

That's my kid.

Jessie.

Good morning. Jessie.

Will you stop doing that?

I can't tell if you're kidding or not.

Jessie?

Hello?

Oh, no.

Come on, Jessie. Come on.

You're real. Yes, you are.

Come on. Come on, baby. Come on.

Don't... Don't... Don't be a dummy now!

Come on, please.

You're so hard.

I'm talking to a dummy.

I was dancing with a dummy.

Breakfast. Come on, eat!

Oh, God.

Come on, honey.

Jason, what are you doing?

This is the girl

you brought home last night?

- It's not what you're thinking, Mom.

- And you want your own apartment.

I've danced alone a thousand times

To songs that no one else could even hear

Care for anything else?

- Either of you?

- No, thank you.

I've reached into the flame of love

I couldn't hold it

And it disappeared

Thank you.

Darling, I need the banner over here.

Yes, oh, that looks smashing, fellows.

You're doing a wonderful job.

- Hollywood, you got a second?

- Always have time for a man in uniform.

Yeah, how can I get Gail

over in Perfumes to notice me?

Well, now, Andy, I am flattered.

Of all the people here

at Prince and Company,

you've chosen counsel

from the Gangster of Love.

No one else had any ideas.

Mmm-hmm.

- Gail in Perfumes?

- Yeah.

Andy, she is not good enough for you.

You have made overtures

for the past few weeks

and all she has done is ignore you,

humiliate you and treat you

like so much dirt on the ground.

So, what do you think?

Buy her chocolates or something?

- Jewelry, baby. Jewelry.

- Jewelry. Yeah. What kind?

There is but one kind, Andy. Expensive.

But, Andy, I think you should ignore her.

That always seems to work best.

Play hard to get. Thanks, homeboy.

Knew I could count on you.

- Oh, Andy?

- Yeah.

Wedgie.

And when you get a chance, I think

you need a visit with the Minister of Style.

Oh, Montrose, the Count is here

to preview the display.

I'm not superstitious, but are you sure

you're supposed to be out in the daylight?

Get back.

Hollywood really is a genius.

His designs have put

Prince and Company on the map.

- In fact, he is responsible for...

- I don't care about this nose hair.

He's nothing.

Well, color me hurt.

I want to see

the enchanted peasant girl now.

Right this way, Your Assholiness.

- What did he say?

- He said, "This room is a total mess. "

- Please.

- Oh, that's okay.

You know, Count,

you should try and lighten up.

Not take things so seriously.

Learn to enjoy life more.

Voil.

- She's gone!

- Where is she?

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