One Fine Day Page #6

- Bye, Jack!

- Thanks again, Jack.

- You're welcome.

I realize it's difficult,

what with Celia, Kristen, Elaine...

I know your name, Mel.

So what'd you guys do with Jack?

Quit kicking me, Maggie.

I wasn't gonna say anything about...

About what?

It's a secret. We're not supposed to say.

Secret about what?

- About your dad?

- And you too, Mommy.

Me too?

Come on, you guys. Tell.

A secret about me and Jack.

Does it have anything to do with feelings?

- What do you mean?

- You know. Feelings.

Like being scared or hurt or...

or happy and excited.

- Those are all feelings.

- Definitely about feelings, then.

Yeah. Definitely.

Switch.

- Sorry, Mom.

- It's OK, honey.

- So what'd you get?

- Frozen hot chocolate.

- You like chocolate?

- I love chocolate.

Daddy told Dr Martin that he's got

deep, dark chocolate inside of him.

Really?

And that he'd like to meet a fish who

wasn't afraid of his dark-chocolate layer.

I think I'm beginning to guess the secret.

- Are you mad?

- Not really.

- He should have talked about it with me.

- He was afraid you'd hate him.

Of course I wouldn't hate him.

Honestly, that is so silly.

You don't understand. This is an emergency.

I don't interrupt Mrs Lieberman

during her bikini wax.

- Now listen.

- Don't bother with the cute face.

I have five sons. You make eyes at me

like that, I make you pot roast.

Excuse me. Hello, Mrs Kempner.

Let me get your robe.

- Goodbye, Mrs Lieberman.

- Next week.

Down, please.

Is Mrs Lieberman here? No? OK.

- Hi.

- Hey. Hi.

Hey, is Mrs Elaine Lieberman

in here, by any chance?

It's OK. Sorry.

- Hi. I'm looking for Elaine Lieberman.

- She just left.

- Thank you.

- Jack! Is that you?

- Yeah.

- It's Rita.

Melanie's mother.

- Rita. Hey.

- Sorry.

- What a small world.

- I spent the afternoon with your grandson.

- He's cute, but a handful.

- I need to find Elaine Lieberman.

I wanna tell you one thing about Melanie.

Something you may suspect.

She can make you scream like you're having

a body wax. She's that frustrating.

Inside, Jack, she's mush.

- Mush?

- So you scream all you want.

- But just don't run away too soon.

- OK. All right. Bye.

Bye-bye. You're adorable.

- Mrs Lieberman?

- Right there.

Hey, Mrs Lieberman! Mrs Lieberman!

Mrs Lieberman! Jack Taylor! Daily News!

- Get in.

- All right!

I'm glad I finally found you.

- I have to ask you a difficult question.

- About my husband.

- Do you know about his business affairs?

- Are you referring to the illegal account?

- So you know about that?

- It's in his name.

- Yeah.

- I have the deposit slips.

- I don't suppose you'd...

- Go on the record?

- I know it's a lot to ask.

- Elaine Lieberman. E-L-A-I-N-E

L- I-E-B-E-R-M-A-N.

- I only have one request.

- Anything at all.

- Fax him a copy in Barbados.

- All right.

- Hello.

- Hi, darling.

Mom. Thank God. I'm in big trouble.

I have to have drinks with clients at 5:30

or I'll be fired. I have absolutely no childcare.

When are you done at Elizabeth Arden's?

Sammy! Put that down! You'll break it.

You only think about work.

What about your personal life?

Actually, Mom, today I thought a lot

about my personal life. Don't laugh. I did.

Come here, kitty, kitty, kitty.

Kitty?

Kitty! Kitty?

What do you mean, don't be

my usual self with him?

My usual self can't be all that bad

since I'm pretty sure Jack told

the kids he has feelings for me.

- He wants to ask me out on a date.

- Divine.

Maggie? Sammy, where's Maggie?

Take that out of your nose.

What is the matter with you?

Excuse me. And the thing is, I'm...

I think I could have feelings for him too.

Or at least I think I might be able to,

which is... it's a big step up for me.

Mom, could you hold on?

Maggie?

Well, I had no idea from that floating head

on top of his column that he was so tall.

And he's got good color in his skin,

which you also couldn't tell from the photo.

He really is altogether yummy, Mel.

- How would you know?

- Because he was just here, darling.

This isn't some horrifyingly elaborate

matchmaking scheme, is it? Maggie!

- Of course not, darling.

- Maggie!

- Oh my God. I just lost his daughter!

- You lost his daughter?

Maggie!

Maggie! Oh my God.

Excuse me. Have you seen a little girl?

Excuse me. Have you seen a little girl?

She's about six years old.

Excuse me, sir. Have you seen a little girl?

Excuse me! Have you seen

a little girl about six?

Maggie!

Have you seen a little girl about six?

Excuse me! Have you seen...

Maggie!

Maggie!

Maggie!

- Well, hello.

- Hi.

- Anything else you can tell us, Miss Parker?

- I don't think so. I just...

He's still not answering. I can't believe it.

One minute she was there...

- I understand but...

- You don't. I just met this guy this morning.

And I was horrible to him all day!

- Excuse me.

- You're shivering. Jimmy...

Why was I so horrible to him! I called him

immature and uncharming and irresponsible!

- I was my usual self, she said.

- I need to find my purse.

Excuse me, but I've lost a little girl!

I'm sorry.

She said "Don't be your usual self"

and I was my usual self!

And he took perfect care of my son while

I did my presentation, which went very well!

And then I lost his daughter!

How could I have done that?

- It probably wasn't your fault.

- I didn't even pay my bill from Serendipity!

Is that your mom?

Mrs Lieberman... Elaine...

You have saved my life.

Watch your head.

That was smart.

- Jack.

- Mike.

I love you, Lew.

I love this town. I love this job.

I love Elaine Lieberman.

- That's a lot of love for you, Jack.

- I gotta tell you. I met someone today.

- What are you talkin' about?

- I don't know how to describe her.

She's luminous. Her face is...

- You're talkin' about women.

- Yeah.

Your ass is on the line. Are you nuts?

That is under control. I have

Elaine Lieberman on the record.

And she has proof of a campaign account.

She's an angry wife. Her husband just sends

her a sorry-gram and she's off the record!

- You have my word.

- Your word means nothing to management.

Make sure Elaine Lieberman

gets to that press conference.

Either she confronts the mayor

or I have to print a retraction.

Don't worry. Elaine's my girl.

I hope so, Jack.

Jack? I just had lunch with Frank Burroughs.

Very bright. Very funny. Very humble man.

- You love me, Lew. You know you do.

- Yeah.

Come on, Lois. Come on. Go ahead. That's it.

Hey, Lew? Lew!

- Where's Jack?

- On the way to city hall.

But I have urgent messages for him.

I can't sit here like this.

I gotta go find Jack.

He's gonna be at city hall

in 15 minutes. Come on, honey.

Uh-huh. Five o'clock. That's great.

Hang on!

Elaine, excuse me one second.

City hall, please.

- Look, I can't thank you enough.

- Duane! Please. City hall.

I'll do my best to get there. I was on my way

to Staten Island so I might be a little late.

All right? Bye.

Duane! Hurry up.

- Hello.

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