She's Out of My League Page #4

Is this real silver?

This is gorgeous stuff.

It has this lovely terrace area.

It's open. It's kind of like

eating on the Today Show set.

- Are you nervous?

- Yes.

So you speak French?

No, barely. I probablyjust asked

for directions to the beach.

That's amazing. Any other

hidden talents I should know about?

- I'm a lawyer.

- You're a lawyer?

I know. I, well, I'm not real...

Oh, I'm sorry, one second. I...

Ma'am? Ma'am, you... Yeah...

I'll be right back.

Don't know what they were thinking.

If they moved, changed their number.

Excuse me. Ma'am!

You forgot your sweater.

- Thank you.

- Thanks again.

Oh, no, I don't work there.

- I...

- It isn't...

- I'm just returning your sweater.

- Thank you.

- Sure. Have a good night.

- Thank you.

- Sorry.

- Sorry, buddy.

- Thank you.

- Evening.

- Evening.

- Evening.

- Evening.

- What's up?

- Cam?

- Mol! Hey!

- Hey! I...

- I'll see you guys there.

- I thought you were still in New York.

- Negative. I flew in this morning.

- Oh, hi.

- Hi.

- Oh, this is Kirk.

- Hey.

- Oh, hey, buddy. Oh, thank you.

- Yeah...

- Can I help you?

- Yeah, you bet.

I'll take an Armagnac. The lady'll

have a dirty martini with three olives.

- Thanks. Her favorite.

- I think there's been a mistake.

- Sorry, friend?

- He's with me.

Honest mistake.

Sorry. There you go.

- Please.

- That's awkward.

- Cam, this is Kirk.

- It's great to meet you, sir.

Great to meet you, sir.

Cam? Is that short for Cameron?

- No.

- Why would it be?

That's funny.

Your friend is funny, Molly.

- Thank you so much.

- Am I gonna see you next week?

Patty and I are working at the

air show and Cam's our liaison guy.

"Liaison guy." Ouch!

We were more than that, huh?

You see Molly and I used to date.

Well, I'm out.

It was great to meet you, sir.

- See you, honey.

- All right. Bye.

Bye, Cam! He seems great.

He seems really great.

- Should we order? OK.

- Yeah.

So I was interning at the law firm.

studying for the bar.

but I just kept thinking...

Is this what I really

want to do with my life?

And then I volunteered to plan

the holiday party, and I loved it.

And so I quit the firm,

went into business with Patty.

Well, you found somethin'

that you love. That's amazing!

Yeah. Yeah, it is amazing.

Anyway, I'm bored of me.

What about you?

Oh, me.

Pittsburgh born and bred.

I wanted to go to college, but my dad

bought a swimming pool instead.

So my boy, Stainer,

hooked me up with myjob at TSA

and the rest is rock 'n' roll history.

So TSA today.

Is there a tomorrow or...?

Oh, I don't know.

Some days I'll be at work

and I'll look out the window

and I'll see all those planes

takin' off, goin' places, and I think

I could really do that, you know.

And it wouldn't matter if it was

jetliners or cargo planes or whatever.

I just would really love

that feeling of freedom.

Yeah. I know what you mean.

So now you know my big secret.

- You should do that, Kirk.

- Well, thank you.

It was easy for you to say.

You switch jobs at the drop of a hat.

No! No! Not at all!

My parents don't even know

I quit the firm.

- What?

- Yeah, I know.

My dad's an old-fashioned guy.

He's all about security

and steady paychecks.

And I guess we have a problem

with communication, and...

I would like that

not to be the case.

And maybe, maybe, one day it won't be.

Yeah.

- Do you have to get that?

- OK.

- No, you know what? It's fine.

- Really?

Yeah.

This is Molly McCleish.

l'm sorry l missed your call.

- Please leave a message...

- What?!

Never been driven home

by a waiter before.

- No. No, nobody usually is.

- Oh, right.

- I had a really nice time.

- Yeah?

- Yeah.

- Thank you. Me, too.

You're not thinking about Cam, are you?

No. "Cam who?" Is how I feel. No...

I've completely forgotten

how good-looking he is,

and how beautifully moisturized

his skin tones are.

OK. Well...

Oh, my seat belt is screwed up.

Wait, wait.

It goes in the goddamn correct...

- Thank you.

- You're welcome.

She kissed you.

She, with her actual mouth, kissed you?

On purpose?

- Yeah, yeah, man, I know.

- I'm so happy for you, Kirky.

I'm not. I'm really nervous.

I mean, it feels like

the universe is outta tilt.

You know? One of us is gonna die.

What's the next step here?

We gonna take this up a notch?

I'm referring to

sexual relations, Devon.

She's comin' to lunch

with my parents on Sunday.

What? Why?

Why would you do that?

You can't do that, dude.

You're jumping six steps!

Well, I... She asked me. I don't know.

What was I supposed to say?

That takes care of that.

I mean, 20 minutes with your family

and she'll file for a restraining order.

- We're safe.

- Hey, did she say anything about Wendy?

You know, like, about me?

OK, move it.

Move it, move it, move it, move it.

- That's what I'm talkin' about.

- Mom?

- That's what I'm talkin' about.

- Oh, hi, sweetie!

- Hi. I'm Kirk's mom.

- Hi. I'm Molly.

- Hi!

- Nice!

- To meet you.

- Yes.

Hi. I'm Molly.

Nice to meet you, too.

- Yeah. Thanks.

- Where's your restroom?

- Right through there.

- Thanks. I'm gonna use the restroom.

- Yeah.

- OK.

- Through there? OK.

- Yeah, through there.

- Oh, we don't flush number ones.

- Sorry?

Nothing! Jesus Christ, Dad! That's...

- What?

- She's a guest.

- Though we'd make one exception?

- We got very delicate plumbing.

- I...

- Honey. She's really cute!

- She's beautiful.

- All that hair!

- Yeah.

- You wanna watch the Jap show?

- Nailed it.

- Dylan! I...

I was explicitly told

that you wouldn't be here today.

I thought you were

hangin' drywall or somethin'.

Leroy fired him again.

Whatever. Like that dick

never came to work with a buzz on.

I brought a girl with me,

so I am begging you,

from the bottom of my heart,

please don't be a jerk,

- and I'll do anything you want.

- Slap Shot Regatta.

How long was I down there for?

What's my time? What's my time?

- Nope. Only 58 seconds.

- Damn it!

- Hey, there, pirate!

- So, Ron, you're here.

- That means that...

- Oh, yeah!

Who wants it? Who wants it?

Who wants it? I'll show it!

- I'll show it!

- Yeah!

Oh, yeah! Stop it, guys.

- Boner Patrol!

- Hey, Kirk.

Hi, there. Everybody, this is Molly.

Molly, this is everybody.

That's my brother, Dylan,

his fiance, Debbie

and my... Marnie and Ron.

Hey, everybody!

This is when you say, "Hi, Molly."

- Who are you?

- She's Molly.

- Why is she here?

- She came with me.

- You hit her car or something?

- Jesus. No, but thank you for asking.

- You his social worker?

- Nope.

- Sh*t, are we being evicted?

- No.

- You a hooker?

- Dylan!

- Or a prostitute, I mean?

- Oh, my God.

Kirk and I were having dinner

and he said he was

getting together with his family.

It's been a while since I had

a family dinner,

so I hope you don't mind.

- I just invited myself along.

- Well, come on in for a dip, girl!

- Yeah!

- Ron!

- I don't have a bathing suit.

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