Mannequin Page #5

I can't imagine

you're appealing to anybody.

Don't mess with this old chick, mister.

Just pack it up.

Jonathan, let's go.

And get that dog out of the tree.

You can't do this!

We'll file a grievance with the union!

You're not in a union, you idiot.

Hi there, Jonathan.

I didn't know you were in there.

Excuse me.

That's lovely.

What the hell are you people doing?

Have you seen the latest figures, children?

89 percent.

Sales are down 89 percent!

Prince and Company

is going through the roof!

All right.

Now, I want this to stop, children.

And if it doesn't, so help me God!

You are all dead meat!

Jonathan, it is my honor to inform you

that starting Monday morning...

...you'll be the youngest vice president

ever at Prince and Company.

-Congratulations.

-Hear, hear!

-I don't know what to say.

-Say, "Thank you."

Thank you!

Long live Prince and Company.

Cheers.

Son of a gun.

So, Richards was telling the truth.

I've been in this business 20 years.

Hell, half the guys in this store

probably wear lace underwear...

...but, this....

We're talking a Sunday drive

into some serious dementia.

It's our move now.

I'd do anything for Illustra...

...but these pictures could

kind of ruin his life.

Roxie, I'd never ruin anyone's life.

I would,

but only if it were absolutely necessary.

Roxie, you're not developing

a conscience on me, are you?

No, I don't think so.

Good.

Anyway, I don't want to ruin his life...

...I just want to hire him.

And...

...now I know how.

Hi, Gord.

-Miss Thomas, hi.

-Please, Jonathan, it's all yours.

-Thanks. Men's room is broken.

-Of course, dear, whatever you say.

-Congratulations.

-Thank you.

You won't believe what Mrs. Timkin

and the board just told me.

-Vice president.

-Jonathan, that's wonderful!

Tina, Moni,

he's talking to the dummy again.

Nobody deserves it more.

I knew this would happen for you.

Creative freedom, practically my own boss,

maybe some World Series tickets.

All right, I'm sorry. I'm going on and on.

I couldn't do this without you.

I won't take the job

unless we can be together.

Jonathan...

...you can't worry

about what will happen to us.

What does that mean?

Girls, please, let's not be catty.

I simply will not tolerate

eavesdropping unless I'm a part of it.

I assume my Jonathan is in there.

You can't go in. He's got company,

if you know what I mean.

And who do you think introduced them?

At least she'll never say

your hips are too fat.

Hollywood! Jeez, listen.

You know I would never bother you

when you're getting a piece of wood...

...but this is muy importante.

Your Hollywood needs help.

-What's up?

-I need your creative muse.

I've always thought of myself as hot stuff,

the very best at what I do.

But seeing you, let's just say it, I'm dirt.

Mold me. Shape me. I'm a fast learner.

Please, Jonathan,

do not let them turn me out...

...into that dark night alone.

We can talk about designs and stuff...

...but when I work, I gotta work alone.

Of course. I understand perfectly.

You're an artiste,

and that's the way you work.

I can respect that.

Jesus. Hollywood, listen, don't worry.

You can work as long as you want here,

I'm a vice president now.

Who's crying?

It's either our new vice president,

the fairy or the dummy.

Emmy, please, you've gotta help me.

I can't come alive in front of Hollywood.

Besides, you can do it on your own.

How can you say that?

We do everything together!

You can't hold yourself back

because of me.

Now, come on. Hollywood's waiting.

You'll do a masterpiece tonight.

Emmy....

I'll be waiting in the window.

Jonathan, how about a picture?

Mom will think I've switched.

Hollywood, you're a genius!

I am? Yes!

Okay, we need to make a list.

Fire away.

30 feet of black nylon cord....

Sounds like my kind of list.

Easy, sugar. Okay....

You personally vouch for this guy?

He's worked at Prince and Company

for 15 years.

I think he'll be just fine.

He's an imbecile, but....

This is him.

Felix, come in. This is Mr. B.J. Wert.

Mr. Wert, sir!

It's fine.

Felix, there are hundreds of mannequins

at Prince and Company.

Will you be able to identify the one...

...Jonathan Switcher has

a romantic interest in?

Absolutely, sir.

I never forget a name or a face, Mr. Nertz.

Good.

Felix, we need your help,

and if you succeed...

...you will have a cushy new job

right here at Illustra.

We want to get Switcher's mannequin...

...out of the store

and bring her here, secretly...

...of course.

A covert operation.

I would be happy and proud

to lead this mission, sir!

Good!

It's the most beautiful

window I've ever seen.

It's all you.

-Not this time.

-Every time.

You're part of me now. I got you in here.

Come on. You ready to go?

Are you sure you wanna do this?

Absolutely. You've been

cooped up in that store too long.

Besides, who cares what people think?

Just put your arms around me

and hold on tight.

With pleasure.

Jonathan!

Look, Jonathan,

I know about your problem.

What problem?

You're riding with a mannequin

on the back of your motorcycle.

What is wrong with this picture?

Right, you two haven't met.

Roxie, this is Emmy. Emmy, Roxie.

Nice to meet....

My God, what am I saying?

Jonathan,

I wanna give you one last chance.

Now, come to Illustra!

What is in this for you, Roxie?

An office with a view?

I don't need Illustra or you.

I got friends here, people who care...

...and someone who

makes me feel good about myself.

Bye, Roxie.

You'll be sorry!

You're making a big mistake!

Roxie....

He's out of his mind! B.J. was right.

When I get that dummy,

I'm gonna tear her hair out!

You know what you need to do right now?

You need to put him and this whole

nasty affair out of your mind.

Now, how is the best way to do that?

By having a night of distasteable sex...

...with someone that you care

absolutely nothing about.

And proudly, I would like to be that person.

Fine, let's just go to your place.

Really?

Drive fast before I have second thoughts!

Armand is the wind!

Mr. Richards,

you'd better put some camouflage on, sir.

I am not going to put

shoe polish on my face, thank you.

Now, could we please get into the store,

Felix?

Yes, sir.

Look at him with a dummy!

Who are you to criticize?

It's him! It's her! That little prevert!

He's stealing her before we can!

Don't do anything rash!

We'll follow them,

and at the right moment, grab her.

Don't worry, Mr. Richards,

I'm an expert at surveillance.

Hang on!

Where'd he go?

That way.

That is it!

No more of this surveillance crap.

Capt. Felix Maxwell...

...takes this from no mannequin!

No!

Get us out of here

before he gets out of the car!

Watch out!

Hang on!

You're finished, Switcher!

You may as well hang up

your jockey strap!

Let me go! No, Mr. Richards! No!

-Be careful, you maniac!

-I know!

This is for you, Rambo.

We got him!

-I want to get out.

-Geronimo!

I don't understand it.

This never happened to Armand before.

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