Serendipity Page #4

- But when we were younger, I think.|- Oh, God.

When I was younger, I was gonna|marry Boris Becker, wasn't I?

- Hey, guys. What did you think?|- Hey!

Well, I mean, was that last song|really inspired by my sister?

Every artist|needs his muse.

- Who wants to hear the good news?|- Hey, I pay you for the good news.

No. You pay me|to keep away the bad news.

- Bring it on.|- Lars' dates in Stockholm|sold out in eight hours.

Wow!

That means we're gonna|have to add some more shows.|So we'll bump Paris--

Sorry. I don't wanna|spoil anyone's party,

but Lars and I have|already set the dates|for our honeymoon and our wedding,

and I've told my patients|when I'm going.

Well, baby, your patients can do|without you for a couple weeks.

He's right, Sara.|I mean, a couple of extra weeks|in Europe aren't gonna kill you.

Caroline's just pushing you|to stay longer...

'cause she wants us|to house-sit for you guys.

Yeah, thank you.|I was going to ask her|when she was drunk.

- Actually, that's a great idea.|- Yeah?|- Yes!

Come on, Kip.|Let's get out of here|before Sara changes Lars' mind.

- I said something wrong?|- No, it's--

I've just got|a very detailed schedule...

and my patients|are important too.

- I don't like changing|the dates at the last minute.|- Excuse me. I'm sorry.

But I really need you to approve|these T-shirt designs forAustralia.

- Oh, no problem.|- You don't mind, do you?

- Can we do this later?|- Yeah.

She don't mind.

That's chamomile|for you ladies.

- Nice and hot. Very good.|- Thanks.

Sara, it was a movie poster.|It's no big deal.

It's peculiar though, right?|Don't you think?

Look, I thought you were through|with all this New Age bullshit...

like horoscopes and feng shui|and all the crap.

Eve, for someone|who owns a New Age store,|you are alarmingly earthbound.

Oh, yeah? And for|a shrink-in-training,|you are a little bit crazy.

- I'll tell you that much.|-[Woman] Excuse me.

- Do you carry the Casanova candle?|- As a matter of fact, we do.

Check on the shelf across|from the Caligula incense.

And they're on sale,|so today's your lucky day.

Great. You see,|that is what happens...

when people get hooked|on the New Age life.

They end up sitting at home|burning candles for Mr. Right...

when Mr. Good Enough For Right Now|is waiting at the corner bar.

- [ Giggling ]|- Hi. Oh, yeah.|She's a pain in the ass.

- And I gotta find her.|- I've been here three years,|so this is--

Yeah, I understand.|But your computer system|has been here for a long time.

- I think-- I think you're|just wasting my time, sir.|- No, no.

- Here's the thing.|- There's nothing I can do.

- It's very crucial.|- You cannot be over here.|You cannot come over...

- to this side of the counter.|- All right.

- Please don't cross this line.|Thank you.|- All I really need...

is if you can enter this|account number in the computer...

- and just tell me her name.|- Oh, I see.

When you put it|that way, no.

- Would 20 bucks help?|- It might if I was|a health inspector.

- Listen, this is really important.|- Oh, boy, did it again.

Crossed the line. You have to remain|on the other side of the register.

I don't wanna say it again.|Remain on that side. Thank you.

Let's bottom-line this, huh?|What's it gonna take?|I have to have the name.

Well, I was a little short|on myweekly sales draw.

- Were you?|- I'm just mentioning.

Okay. Um, I'm going|to, uh-- [ Muttering ]

- Uh-uh.|- Look where my feet are.

Allright?

- Lovely choice, sir.|- Thank you.

Account number|was 029351--

I thought you said you were gonna|help with my weekly draw.

The tie's worth $95.|We're still 700 short.

- $700? That's extortion.|- 700.

That's good|salesmanship, sir.

What do I need?

Ring it up.

- Well, we have a purple tie.|What would go with a purple tie?|- Mm-hmm.

I look like a magician.

All right,|you horrible little man.

I bought the entire spring line.|Okay, you happy?

- Now, look her up.|- I already did.

It was a dead account.|There's no information|in our computers.

- You give me that?|- Hey, chase me.

- Chase you? What? Are you insane?|- Don't cross the line!

- You crossed the line!|- Stop saying that|or I will cut you!

Now, you better find a way|to help me right now!

- I can suggest another option.|- Suggest it fast.

When our customers|apply for a credit card,

the hard copies go to our|storage facility in Queens.

All you need is the account number,|which you already have,

and you can find|her application.

However, you need|an employee to get you in.

You need an employee...

to get you in.

Crocodile.

Hal.

Halley.

A natural.

- Yeah?|- Yeah. Really natural.

- No, no, no. Cut, cut, cut.|- What's the problem?

The problem is you can't fend|off an army of blood thirsty|Vikings with a shehnai.

- It's illogical.|- No, see-- No, no.

You're lulling them|into submission with the music.

That's the whole point|of the song, really.|"Mystic Surrender."

You don't think he looks|like he hates the music?

No. Hey.

Hey, baby.

- Now, this guy, he's-he's like|Alec Guinness. So good.|- Yeah.

Star Wars.|Obi-Wan.

All right, right here,|what are they doing?|What's their attitude?

- Whatare they thinking?|Whoare thesepeople?|- They're in awe and speechless.

And they're just grateful.|Underfed. Underpaid.

Why don't they ask me to stay|in the village and have a feast?

Yeah. Sara, hey.

- Can we talk for a sec?|- Sure.

Okay, yeah, I'm going|to split, guys.

Lars, I'll tell you what.|I'm gonna talk to the director...

and I'm gonna have him|tweak that whole section.

- It'll be fine. It'll be fine.|- Tell him about the feast.

- What's going on?|- I lost my keys yesterday.

- Oh, that's a drag.|- And I've just|found them in the freezer.

I don't get it.|Is that a joke?

No, Lars,|it's not a joke.

I feel like|I'm losing my mind.

It's the wedding plans|and the tour and my patients.

It's just a bit|too much to deal with.

Okay, Sara, look. We're leaving|for Toronto in the morning,

- so don't fall apart on me now.|- I know, I know, I know.

And that's why I think|I need a little break.

What do you mean,|a little break?

No, not that kind|of little break.

I just mean a weekend away|to recharge my batteries|and clear my head.

Hey, this has nothing|to do with the other night.

I just need this.|I need it for me.

But I won't go|unless you say it's okay.

- It's okay.|- Thank you.

Okay. Where are you going?|Where are you going?

Oh, I don't know.|New York, maybe.

- Happy birthday.|- Oh, my God.

Are you serious?|Get out of town.

Yeah, that's the idea.

- Thanks. Talk to you soon.|- Okay.

This is unbelievable.

Sara, really, this is|way too generous of you.

Oh, come on.|Can't a girl do something nice|for her friend on her birthday?

There's no ulterior motives?

Well, yeah.

I'm getting married in a week|and I'd just like to have|one last fling...

with my best friend|before I walk down the aisle.

- It's so sweet. But, you know,|you're really not my type.|- Oh, thanks.

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