New Year's Eve Page #2

They got so many single girls.

And it's a masquerade, so you don't even

have to worry about their faces.

You kind of just use your imagination.

If anybody tries to kick you out,

or even asks who you are...

...you just straight-up lie.

What are they gonna do?

It's brilliant.

It's like Facebook, but real.

I remember who you are now.

Right, exactly.

Anyways, I would give my left--

Well, maybe next year.

Oh, there she is.

- You ready?

- Let's go talk to them.

- Hey, Hailey. You good?

- Yeah, we're good, Seth.

All right. Well, let's go, fellas.

We need to scout our pen on 54th

and head home to gear up for tonight.

- I'm gonna see you there, right?

- Yeah, definitely.

- Well, I'll see you there.

- See you.

- Ooh.

- You are so gonna kiss Seth tonight!

I really just, like, haven't even thought

about it at all. It's no big deal.

Do you know how to kiss?

They have a video on the Internet

that shows you.

Two. One for regular kissing,

and one for passionate kissing.

All right, guys. Yeah, I know how to kiss,

so it's fine. It's not a big deal. Okay, we--

Hey, what about your mom?

What's she doing?

Got it!

Oh, and remember, it's just a quarter of an

inch at the center back of the collar, okay?

Okay, let me take a look at that.

Kim, is that your New Year's dress?

Oh, it's just something I'm working on

for a rainy day.

You should wear it tonight.

Maybe you'll scare up a little action.

That's highly doubtful.

The only action I've got is Hailey and me

watching the ball drop at midnight.

Last New Year's Eve she was

with her father. So it's my turn.

- Wanna join us?

- Wow, really tempting.

I don't think you understand.

Hailey likes staying in with me.

- All dancers on-stage!

- Go.

- Thank you. Thank you.

- You're welcome.

Five, six, seven, eight.

- New York.

- New Rochelle.

- New Brunswick.

- New York-- New York City.

New Haven.

New Britain.

New Hartford.

New Jersey?

New York!

New York. Turn right.

Left for New York.

Oh! Oh.

Oh, my nose.

Airbags deployed.

The genny truck's not arrived yet.

Will someone tell me why it isn't here yet?

Make sure Jensen's on schedule

for his soundcheck.

He's playing some party,

but this is Times Square.

She's a little on edge today.

Ready for the confetti test.

Brendan.

Good to see you.

I thought you were with your family.

I was, then I realized you wouldn't make it

through the big night without me.

- Wow, I'm really touched.

- Heh.

I'm trying not to say this,

but if I screw up--

- You won't.

- I don't know. I'm not off to a great start.

The generator truck is late.

I mugged for the camera during

a radio interview. Can you believe it?

You'll make it happen.

And you'll make it on time

for your meeting.

- We're not talking about my meeting.

- And why not?

I should've never told you about that.

Look. Come here, lookit.

They're testing the confetti for tonight.

Don't just dump them!

Float them in the wind.

It should be magical.

I'm so glad you're here.

Laura, I know you're upset. All right?

- Mr. Jensen, I play piano.

- I just play.

Thank you, thank you.

- Laura, it's been a year already.

- I have nothing to say to you, Daniel.

- "Daniel."

- She knows Mr. Jensen.

Hello, secrets.

Look at me. Just look at me.

- That was quite a slap.

- I've been plotting that slap all year.

How I would walk up to you

when you least expect it...

...and slap you across the face

for leaving me like that.

And you know what?

It wasn't nearly as satisfying

as I thought it would be.

- Aah!

- Ooh.

- That was closer.

- We're just fooling around.

- I like fooling around too.

- Come back.

I tried to call you.

You never called me back.

I left you tickets, you never showed up.

Talk to me, damn it.

- Just talk to me.

- Just talk to him.

Because it's New Year's Eve,

you want another shot at it?

You walked out on me, Daniel.

I think that says it all.

I didn't even get to make you

one dinner in that apartment.

You walked out before I unpacked

the first bag of groceries.

Celebrities. They're just like us.

Mr. Cox? ls there a reason

you asked me to work today?

- It's your job.

- Of course.

It's just that it's New Year's Eve...

...and I thought maybe you wanted

to give me my end-of-year bonus.

- Seeing that it's the end of the year.

- Oh.

Right. Almost slipped my mind. Mm.

- Glad to remind you, sir.

- Well, unfortunately...

...it has been a tough year

for Ahern Records.

I don't have to tell you.

Music piracy, blah, blah, blah.

Have I got your name right?

Yes, it's just that I wanted to use

my bonus to book a trip.

Well, that might get you to Staten Island.

Maybe next year.

It's just that I already booked

my two weeks' vacation time.

Two weeks? Did I sign off?

You don't need to, sir.

It goes through Human Resources.

No, it goes through me. And I can't do

without you for two weeks.

You can have one week.

Well, then...

...I'll take two weeks...

...and my stapler.

I quit.

You can't quit, it's Grammy season!

L...

I almost died today, sir.

No, no. You look fine.

Can you get me a coffee?

Don't forget the sugar!

Come on, three stars! I need three stars!

Jonathan Cox's office. Please hold.

- Look out!

- Oh, God. No, don't

I have hated him for leaving me like that.

- No, don't do the egg.

- Then he just shows up...

...on the biggest night of my career!

What kind of karma is that? Huh?

What, that you made love with Jensen...

...or that you're catering

the biggest party in the city?

Because all I'm hearing is good.

- Can I do one?

- Yeah.

- The expensive eggs?

- They feel good.

Oh.

Oh, that was so sissy.

I'm delicate girl.

Dr. Trokin to Radiation Therapy.

Dr. Trokin to Radiation Therapy.

- Hey, doc.

- Yes, Mr. Harris.

I haven't asked you for anything, have I?

No. No, you haven't.

No chemo...

...no radiation, nothing that could

give you an extra couple of months.

So then you owe me one.

Sure, Mr. Harris. What do you need?

Did I tell you why I picked this hospital?

Because of the quality of the doctors?

The roof has a great view of the New

Year's Eve ball drop in Times Square.

I heard you say

I was living on borrowed time.

I don't recall telling you that.

I heard you tell the nurses.

I'm dying, I'm not deaf.

Well, you've certainly surprised us,

Mr. Harris.

But be honest, there really isn't anyone

we can notify? No one at all?

The only people who ever cared about me,

I pissed off long ago. There's no one.

Doc, come on.

Call it a dying man's last wish.

Please, come on. I've been hanging on

this long just so I can see the ball drop...

...one more time.

- You know, it's cold out there.

- I'll live.

- You can see it much better on TV.

- I don't wanna see it on TV, doc, please.

As much as I'd like to help you, it's against

hospital policy to allow anyone on the roof.

Just forget it. Forget I asked.

- Okay. If there's anything else you need...

- No, nothing.

- ...just have the nurses page me, okay?

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