Parent Trap 2 Page #4

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He knows they're higher-powered...

Hello, Mr. Grand.

Mrs. Ferris.

Sharon, please.

Bill, please.

Well, I-I'm meeting a girlfriend.

We're going to a movie nearby.

She suggested that we meet

here for a drink, but...

Oh, well...

You see her?

No, I can't.

Hey, Bill, don't you think we rate

an introduction or something?

Oh, I'm sorry.

Mrs. Ferris, this is Steve,

Bruce, Kris.

They're fellow scribes at

The Tribune, such as they are.

(man) Get out of the way!

(shouting)

Whoo! Whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo.

Would you like to sit

down and join us? No, no.

I make a point never to

interrupt male bonding rituals.

Bring another mug over here, will you?

I don't know if you should.

Well.

Mets and Dodgers?

Yeah, yeah.

Who are you all rooting for?

We're Mets fans right

down the line here. Oh.

Anybody care to make a little wager?

A wager.

Well, we can talk about that.

They'll walk him. You watch and see.

Nah. No way.

Davey Johnson will never

intentionally walk a guy, will he?

No. No way.

He'll tell you.

He will this time. He can't risk

Guerrero getting another home run.

(commentator) Yes, four wide

ones coming into Guerrero.

What did I tell you?

Care to apologize?

Let's go, Brock! Smash one out

of there and bring everybody in!

Some Mets fans.

(commentator)

the top of the seventh,

the Mets going into a two-to-one

lead over the Dodgers.

Another fine pitching duel

between Gooden and Valenzuela.

Gooden helped himself early

with an RBI single,

and then Mookie Wilson's sacrifice fly

gave New York a two-nothing lead.

Guerrero's home run

got the Dodgers on the board.

The Dodgers got several threats against

Gooden in the middle inning...

Oh, my goodness,

I have to be going.

Oh, not to hurt your feelings, but it

looks like your friend stood you up.

What?

Your friend, the movie.

Gosh! I'd practically

forgotten all about it.

This was such fun. Really.

W-wait a minute. Aren't you gonna

stay, see the end of the game?

I'll read about it

in your paper tomorrow.

I've a really heavy day ahead of me.

I had no idea it was so late.

Can I call you?

Oh...

(shouting)

How about if I call you?

You promise?

Sure.

Bye.

Your dad say anything?

Just that he bumped into

your mom in the Press Box.

And how come that I didn't tell

him that she's into baseball.

Wow. Susan said she was there

for three whole innings.

Things are looking up.

Hey, what happens if my dad

falls in love with Susan?

Won't he know the difference?

Nah. We'll just get Aunt Susan

to see him one more time,

just to really get him hooked,

then we'll make the switch.

Right.

I think.

I just hope Mom doesn't find out

Aunt Susan's in town.

Ah! Oh...

Howdy, Mrs. Ferris.

Hello, Mrs. Ferris.

Nice to see you.

Hi, Florence.

Have a nice day.

(woman) Jake, do not run!

(man) Hey, take it easy, Jake.

$4500 a month?

I don't want a mansion,

I want an apartment.

That's a one-bedroom apartment?

Gosh, I don't believe this.

What? No, no.

No, keep looking.

I'll check back with you

at the end of the month. OK.

No, I mean at the end

of the week. I'm sorry.

OK. Bye.

Hello.

Well...

I must say, yours was about the last face

I expected to see come through that door.

Well, I'm sorry to barge in on you like

this, but I just had to talk to you.

Now what have they done?

It's not about them.

It's about us.

Us? There is no "us,"

Mr. Grand.

There is you and there is me,

but no us.

You really enjoyed yourself last

night at the Press Box, didn't you?

Press Box?

I had a lovely evening last night.

Me too.

But I can't for the life of me figure

out what that has to do with you.

You and I had a lot of laughs over

that baseball game, didn't we?

Didn't we?

I'm sorry, Mr. Grand,

I don't understand what...?

I played Monopoly

with Nikki last night.

Oh, right.

By the way, you owe me a buck.

The Mets won.

Who was that?

He's scrumptious.

Believe me, Irene, he's

too strange, even for you.

You can't quit now, Aunt Susan.

Mary said her dad said that he

really had fun with you last night.

Well, that's the problem, Nikki.

I'm a married woman.

I felt as guilty as a mass murderer in

that bar with those men last night.

Anyway, I'm not at all sure any of

this is very fair on your mother.

We'll tell her everything

just as soon as we possibly can.

All you have to do

is go out on one more date.

Please? For me.

And Mom.

Well, I don't know. I'm gonna have to

give it some very serious thought.

OK, but we are doing

the right thing, you know.

(Susan) All right.

I said I'd think about it.

(Nikki) I love you, Aunt Susan.

Thanks for the ride. Bye.

What in the world would possess

a grown man to behave that way?

Making up stories about me being

in some bar watching baseball.

I hate baseball.

Does he think I'm so dotty I don't

even know where I've been at night?

Honey, who cares what he thinks?

The man is very handsome.

Yes, well, there's no denying he's

attractive, but his behavior is...

Maybe he had you confused

with someone else.

I mean, there's no need to write off a

live prospect for one small mistake.

No, no. He couldn't be

that confused.

Anyway, things like that

only happen to me when...

When what?

So are you now willing to admit you had a

good time at the Press Box last night?

Of course. Why would I

ever want to deny it?

I don't know.

That's your business.

I'm sorry, Mr. Grand, I'm afraid

you're not making very much sense.

I'm not making any sense?

I'm not?

Grand residence.

Oh, Florence. Uh...

This is Mrs. Ferris.

By any chance,

is Mr. Grand there?

Actually, I do believe

I just heard his car roar in.

You wanna hang on

while I go check?

Would you mind?

You must have run every light.

Well, I think I must...

Mr. Grand!

Telephone, sir.

I'm talking with Mrs. Ferris

right now, Florence.

Would you please take a message?

Well, I see that, sir,

but it's...

I'll call back,

Florence. OK?

All right?

OK.

(Bill laughs)

Hello, who did you say

was calling?

Mrs. Ferris.

You know, Nikki's mom.

That's what I was afraid of.

I'm awful sorry, Mrs. Ferris, but Mr. Grand

can't come to the phone at the moment,

and it's on account

of the fact that...

he's outside

talking to you.

Thank you, Florence.

I knew it.

I knew it!

What is it?

What's going on?

My sister Susan's here in town.

She is?

Yes, it's the only

possible explanation.

It is?

Absolutely.

I'm absolutely convinced of it.

I think.

By the way, where'd you

get time to change?

I haven't changed.

I'm still the same sweet

sports fan I always was.

Your hair.

I took it down.

I like it.

Thanks.

I'm sorry. Now,

I really do have to go.

Excuse me.

But you just got here.

No, I... Would you like

to come in for a while?

I just dropped Nikki off.

Bye.

OK.

Twins!

Mrs. Ferris is twins.

That's the ticket. I'm not

going around-the-bend loony.

There's gotta be

more than one of her.

Are you talking about my mom?

She's not a twin.

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