Mannequin Page #2

...go through my hands every day.

I'm taking you out for a celebration dinner.

-All those panties, up to lingerie.

-Panties. I'm into it.

-Did you say panties?

-Panties?

Can't talk now. Pick you up at 8:00.

-See you then.

-Bye.

I've seen him pick you up.

That little pissant!

You can't tell me

that he's satisfying you sexually.

That's none of your business.

I would like to make it my business.

I would love to sink

my teeth into your little bottom.

What?

Did Armand say something bad?

Forgive me.

English and me, it's new.

My tongue, it slides.

Look, our relationship is strictly business!

-You got that?

-Yes.

Of course.

I have some reports to get out

by noon o'clock.

-See anything you like?

-I was just looking for panties.

You found them.

However, my friend, you missed

the lingerie department by four floors.

-Get going.

-Right.

A**hole.

What was that?

Nice hall.

I must be losing my mind.

All artists must fall in love with

their creations, but you seem so special.

God.

Roll over, Bill Shakespeare.

That's the sweetest sentiment

these ears have ever heard.

-No, I was rehearsing a play.

-I always find it best not to explain.

It adds a certain mystique

to one's reputation.

No. I'm a regular kind of guy, okay?

Don't disappoint me.

When you're finished your conversation...

...bring her to window number 3.

-Sure. You got it. I'm Jonathan Switcher.

-Hollywood.

Hollywood Montrose. Doesn't it just sing?

It sings, yeah.

I'm a window dresser here.

We're going to have fun.

I am so glad you're working here.

-You are?

-Why, of course I am, honey.

I never thought they'd hire

anyone stranger than me.

Hello?

Halt!

-Identify yourself.

-Jonathan Switcher, new stock boy.

Yeah.

Mr. Richards told me all about you.

I am Capt. Felix Maxwell,

night security commander.

It's my responsibility

to secure the perimeter here...

...at Prince and Company.

I didn't know there was danger of invasion.

There's no danger,

as long as me and Rambo are on patrol.

-Rambo?

-Yeah.

I call him that because he likes to draw...

...first blood.

Just what is your assignment

here tonight, boy?

I'm helping Hollywood with the window.

The little Mary has an assistant now?

-Where do you people come from?

-Ohio.

Ohio?

You mean they got them in Ohio?

So, you like your new assignment?

Could have been worse.

Could have put me on with a bigoted jerk.

Hold it there, boy!

Did you have anybody particular in mind?

You think he meant anybody

in particular, Rambo?

Don't let Felix get to you.

He just has a bad case of Miami Vice.

I gotta go, okay?

I promised my girlfriend

I was gonna take her out tonight.

What happened? What did I say?

Albert left me, that b*tch.

He said my thighs are too fat.

-Do my thighs look too fat to you?

-No.

You didn't look!

I don't know about men's thighs.

They look fine to me. They really do.

Thank you.

Albert called me "cellulite city."

Maybe he's right.

Maybe I should have my hips lifted.

No! If you want to lose weight, just diet.

Diets are no use.

It's those jelly doughnuts.

They call to me in the middle of the night:

"Hollywood. Come and get me."

I can't stay away from them.

-It's like you and women's dressing rooms.

-No, that was a misunderstanding.

Have any of your friends

ever been vacuumed out?

I heard those doctors in Beverly Hills...

...they just open you up

and suck those fat cells out of there.

It sounds nice.

I wonder if you could do it yourself,

with a vacuum cleaner or something.

Albert's been off work for an hour now.

There's just no telling

what he's gotten himself into.

Take it easy, okay? Just go home

and get yourself some rest. You'll be fine.

An artiste does not leave

his work unfinished.

No, it looks fine to me.

In that case, I'm a dream that once was.

Look out, Albert,

because Hollywood is on your case.

Yeah, go get him.

Good grief.

What's the matter?

Don't you like your new scarf?

Not especially.

Sh*t!

What a funny way to say hello.

What the hell's going on?

My name is Ema Hesire,

but you can call me Emmy.

This is a joke, right?

A Prince and Company initiation?

Who hired you? Hollywood.

Nobody hired me, Jonathan.

You know who I am.

No, this can't be happening.

I know! The sign, the electricity.

My brain synapse, it was destroyed.

I felt so sorry for you last night.

You looked so lost and Ionely.

Last night, you saw me?

No. You can't be her.

When you made me,

didn't you feel inspiration?

Almost like your hands were being moved

by a force not of this world?

You made this body

so that I could come to life!

Am I in the twilight zone or am I just nuts?

I'm so glad I picked you!

I'm gonna create someone

who doesn't like me?

So, tell me your life story.

It seems to have slipped my mind.

It's a long story.

See, I was born in 2514 B.C. in Edfu, Egypt.

-I'll be 4,501 next April.

-I'll bake a cake.

Back then, I wasn't allowed to do anything.

Do you know I was supposed to marry?

-Who?

-A camel dung dealer.

Would have been my guess. I'm stressed.

I'm having a hallucination caused by stress.

Does this feel like a hallucination?

Come on, let's go have some fun.

Food additives. It's food additives.

Come on!

Except for early morning clouds...

...the weather for the Greater Philadelphia

area should remain the same....

Damn him.

...with a slight increase in temperature.

The things I could've done

with these tools!

-You like to work with your hands?

-Yes. I love to build and invent things.

-Back in Edfu, I even made a pair of wings.

-And I'm sure you flew.

That's right. Almost.

You still don't believe I'm real, do you?

I'm open for discussion.

Why don't we stick to good,

old-fashioned hand tools for now.

-You've got good hands.

-Thank you.

I like the way they felt

when you were putting me together.

Tonight we'll do something different

and special.

Something this store

has never seen before.

I wish you didn't look so worried.

Easy for you to say.

As a mannequin, you'll always have work.

Me, I'm gonna wind up

in the nuthouse after this.

I wonder if insanity is covered

in the employee health plan?

That's the dress

I should wear in the window.

Don't do that.

You weren't so shy

when you were creating me.

You weren't so real.

Good God, who are you?

Good morning, boys and girls.

I don't see Zingy.

She just bit smiling Alan.

You look foxy! Can I ride you?

-I'll be walking to work. Thank you.

-No! Don't be silly!

Wait!

I thought our plans were for 8:00 last night.

My mistake.

-I've got to talk to you.

-We have nothing to talk about.

Take a hike, wussy pants.

Something happened last night.

I'm going crazy.

I saw things that couldn't have happened.

Where were you?

You look like you slept in the street.

-Prince and Company.

-Prince and Company! Your big job!

You know the mannequin that I made?

She's there. She came to life.

She knew who I was.

You could have told me

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