Secretary Page #3

Okay...

maybe you didn't

squeeze it hard enough.

There's always concern

about it bursting.

No, God no.

I haven't had time to get to that.

I'm doing as much

as I possibly can.

Where was she when you

crawled under the house?

And the lock box? Did you cover it

with dirt before you left?

Mud upstairs?

No, I'm confused by that.

Ah, but...

this was the overweight child

or your nephew from Baltimore?

On the banister.

I have to work.

Okay. Give me a week

and I'll have something for you.

I'm sorry, the office has been...

overwhelmed.

Mr. Grey, I'm going

to go home now.

If you need any more typing done

I could come back later.

Thank you, Ms. Holloway.

Good night.

That will be all.

Oh, here's just one example.

He asked me out to Red Lobster

the other night for a nightcap.

And yesterday he asked

if my hose were control top...

and if they were,

I certainIy didn't need it.

Your boss?

- Yeah.

You shouId sue him

for sexual harassment.

I like that idea.

- Hello?

My lawyer is representing a woman who's

suing her boss for sexual harassment.

Is he a good lawyer?

He's the best.

'He's the best.'

- How long will he be there?

Who was that?

He checked himself into the hospitaI.

Lee...?

Yes, Lee?

Hi.

I...

I just wanted...

I needed you...

I wanted you to...

You need me to what?

I just wanted you to not forget to

go over the Lynch papers for tomorrow.

No, I haven't.

That's good.

Thank you, Lee.

After he turned me

away from his house,...

he put me back at my old desk

and he just stopped doing it.

He threw out all his red pens.

I kept making typos...

but he just treated me

like a regular old secretary.

Are you coming?

After a while I began to wonder

if that was all I was.

Have we received

any checks from Mr. Garvey?

No, sir.

File these.

That's a pretty tie.

But I guess you

won't be golfing today.

What?

Your tie...

it has golfers on it.

Right.

Damn it.

Don't be scared.

I'm not.

That's not what I meant.

I'm sorry.

Look here, see...

I'm sorry.

Okay...

but my cIothes get to stay on

and I want the lights out.

I didn't hurt you, did I?

No.

Ms. Holloway?

Yes, Mr. Grey?

Come in to my office.

But Mr. Marvel is waiting.

Ms. Holloway,

come in to my office.

Yes, sir.

Finally.

Ignore it.

Now pull up your skirt.

Why?

You're not worried that I'm going

to f*** you, are you?

I'm not interested in that,

not in the least.

Now pull up your skirt.

Lee...? Lee?

I said, pull up your skirt.

Peter?

I'm not going to be able to come

to the diner today, okay?

Okay.

That's okay, 'cause...

it's all right.

Pull down your pantyhose

and underwear.

I told you I'm not

going to f*** you.

Get these forms filled out.

And then you can

take your lunch break.

Bring me my sandwich,

I'm eating in.

And...

go have the usual.

No mayonnaise this time.

And...

send in what's-his-name.

Okay?

Mr. Grey.

Cock.

Place your prick in my mouth.

Screw me.

Oh sh*t. F***.

Mayonnaise.

Orchid.

Oh, Mr. Grey...!

Edward.

Most people think that the best way

to live is to run from pain.

But a much more joyful life...

embraces the entire spectrum

of human feeling.

If we can fully experience

pain as well as pIeasure,...

we can live a much deeper

and more meaningful life.

Ms. Holloway?

Yes, sir?

- Bring your typing scores.

Okay.

What happened?

Are you pregnant?

No.

Do you plan on being pregnant?

- Could I...

You plan on getting pregnant?

No.

Are you living in an apartment?

A house.

Alone?

- With my parents.

Are you married?

No.

Are those your scores?

Yes.

Do you really want

to be my secretary?

Yes, I do.

This isn't just about typos,

tape, staples and pencils,...

is it, Lee?

- No, sir.

What?

No, sir.

I like you Lee, but I don't think

I'm going to offer you the job.

Why?

It's your behavior.

What about my behavior?

It's very bad.

I'm sorry.

You can collect your things.

Time out.

- Time out?

You're fired.

- You're fired!

You're fired!

Now, Lee. Get out!

Why did you get glue smear

all over the Ramsey papers?

Because I was fixing your shredder.

You saw me.

Are you aware you kick

your shoes off under your desk?

I can smell your feet.

Do you ever change your pantyhose?

Every day.

- Every time you erase...

there are littIe shavings

all over your desk.

I told you to take

that Walkman home.

I don't want the possibility

of your listening to music...

when you're supposed

to be working for me.

I saw it in your desk...

I know it's there.

I'll move it.

You have to go

or I won't stop.

Don't.

I cannot do this anymore.

But I want to know you.

I'm so sorry for

what happened between us.

I realize what a terrible mistake

I made with you.

And I can only hope

that you understand.

Be assured you can count on me

for excellent references.

Get out.

Get out.

What are you do...

- Get out!

I opened the envelope

the second I got home.

It was a check for $680.

More than he actually owed me.

It occurred to me

to tear up the check, but I didn't.

I felt like I was doing

the right thing.

And I didn't tell anybody

about any of it.

I pretended to go

to work as usual,...

and watched his office

from across the street.

He hired a new girl and

changed the locks on the doors.

There was just nothing

for me to do about it.

My doctor at the

institution once said,...

'Every journey begins

with the first step.'

So I decided it was time

to meet someone new.

There was one who tried

to grab and pinch my nipples...

before we even

made it to his car.

Hi.

Another guy kept ordering me

to pee on his patio...

and when I refused, he said...

- I thought you were a masochist.

Then there was the one who liked

being tied to a gas stove...

while the burners were on

full blast.

I had to throw tomatoes at him.

- Thank you.

For a while I stopped trying

and stayed at home...

helping Dad adjust

to his new sobriety.

Until one day,

out of the blue,...

Peter proposed marriage to me

in the basement of J.C. Penney's.

I think I said yes because

I didn't know what else to do.

I guess I was a little lighter

than you in those days.

Okay.

If you hold your breath through

the wedding, you'll make it.

Don't move.

I'm going to get Stewart.

You're beautiful,

you're just too beautiful.

Lee...?

No! I'm not supposed to see you

before the wedding.

Where are you going?

I have something to say to you.

- Lee.

I love you.

Lee, you should not be here.

I love you.

I'm sorry, I... but I don't

believe that to be true.

Well, it is true.

It is.

This matter was resolved...

when I received your canceled

severance check.

I love you.

We can't do this 24 hours a day,

seven days a week.

Why not?

Put both your hands

on the desk, palms down.

I want to make love.

Keep both your feet

on the floor until I come back.

Hello?

- In case you're wondering,...

your fiance is at my office.

Lee, I'm very fond

of you as well...

Oh, it's you.

Lee, what are you doing?

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