She-Devil

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Some women

are born beautiful.

They make it look easy!

But most women have to put

a little time and effort...

Into their appearance.

And then, there are those of us...

Who need all the help

we can get.

Like me.

Tonight my husband

is taking me...

To a very fancy affair...

So I'm going to do

whatever it takes to look great.

Sometimes you just have

to pull out all the staff.

Yet another magnificent

miniseries...

Based on the

passionate prose of...

The reigning Royal Highness

of romance...

Her Majesty Mary Fisher.

At the tender age of 34...

She has already penned

over 30 novels!

These steamy stories

have sold in the millions...

Affording Mary a lifestyle...

Even her wealthiest heroine

would envy.

Here, in her lavish

Long Island Palace...

Mary lives in the lap of luxury.

Passion!

Excitement!

I think that's important

in a long term relationship.

And that's what I think women

find from my novels, a...

They find ways to...

Make their men feel...

Important and comfortable...

So that he knows

that he is...

The man...

You know, so

there's no confusion.

Ever the faithful daughter...

Mary is never too busy

to visit with her mother.

Who convalesces in style...

At the Golden Twilight

rest home.

Mrs. Francine Fisher

is the proud matriarch...

Of the Fisher clan.

Champagne, caviar

and dashing men.

Sit down!

Mary Fisher...

Takes a moment to reflect on

her writing philosophy...

Mr. Patchett...

I got your wife

on line three.

Hello, Ruth!

Hi, honey!

How's my favorite

accountant doing today?

Oh, I'm swamped,

my secretary quit...

I'm going out of my mind...

I'm trying to break

in a new girl...

Oh, well, I just called

to tell you...

How excited I'm

about the party tonight!

Ruth, I'm warning you!

It's going to be very boring.

A bunch of people

I don't really even know.

I just want to do

some networking...

Trying to round up

some new clients...

I don't think it's...

Worth your time to drive

all the way into the city.

Oh, I don't mind!

We haven't been out

together for so long!

Okay, Ruth.

Don't say I didn't warn you!

I got to run, okay sweety?

Bye, bye!

Bye, Bob!

How did you get here?

Oh, I took the Concorde.

It was a little cramped.

Oh, I'm so sorry!

Oh, my God!

It's you!

I don't believe it!

- Oh, I'm so sorry!

- You've ruined my...

Ruth, what are you doing?

Bob, I just spilled

my wine...

On the famous

author Mary Fisher!

I have read

all of your books!

- That's very nice!

- Ruth, why don't you go get...

Some salt and some Perrier

to remove the stain?

Hurry, honey, hurry!

Salt and Perrier!

A man...

Familiar with a woman's domain...

I like that!

It's just that my wife is

always toppling things.

- She's a bit clumsy.

- That's your wife?

- Too bad!

- Yeah...

It's too late!

That stain has already set.

Why don't we just cover it up?

I insist that you send

the bill for the dry cleaning.

I'm sorry.

It's very gallant!

Now I need

another drink, Mr.?

I'm Patchett,

Bob Patchett.

Mr. Patchett.

Hey, can I have some

salt and Perrier?

I just knocked my wine

on Mary Fisher.

You know, the famous author?

What is it exactly that

you do, Mr. Patchett?

- I'm a financial consultant.

- Really?

Yeah!

Oh, I'm filled with awe...

For men who know how

to handle money!

I can't even balance

my own checkbook!

Doesn't your accountant

do that for you?

Should he?

The good ones do.

Actually, Miss Fisher...

I'm moving heavily into

artists management.

I like to be around creative types.

I find it very... stimulating.

Stimulated accounting

sounds...

Very interesting!

Tell me more,

Mr. Patchett.

I refuse to divulge any more

information about myself...

Unless you call me Bob.

All right!

If you promise to call me...

Mary.

All the little families...

The mommies and daddies and...

Their little children...

Tucked away for the night!

How lucky they all are!

It's so kind of you

to take me home.

Absolutely no problem!

Now, Ruth, be careful.

I need to drive

from here, okay honey?

Shouldn't we take her

to the door, Bob?

Oh, that's all right, Miss Fisher,

we live just arond the block.

There's no sense in making

an U turn, right sweety?

No, we still have

such a long way to go.

It's another hour to Hamp...

Hamptons!

Are you okay?

Yes, I'm fine.

Are you sure I'm not

putting you out?

Don't be silly!

75 miles is nothing!

Bye, sweety!

It was very nice meeting you,

Ms. Fisher.

It was nice.

Bye, hon!

Drive carefully!##

Mary Fisher.

Mary Fisher is pretty and rich...

And thin!

And writes best selling

books about love.

Fortunately...

I can trust my husband.

My God, this is fantastic!

You should see my

electricity bills.

I'd love to!

You have a moment?

Garcia!

I waited up for you.

It wasn't necessary, grazie.

You may go to bed now.

We'll be all right.

Yes, ma'am.

Would you care for a drink?

I'd love one.

Good night.

Oh, yes! Good night!

'Buenas noches!'

You've got one hell of a

home office deduction, here!

I don't know what you mean.

Cognac?

Sure!

I just mean that

everything in this room...

From floor to ceiling...

Including that... Courvoisier...

Is a tax writeoff.

Is that...

Good?

Yeah!

It's great!

I have not your head

for money matters at all.

I just find it all so terribly, terribly...

Confusing.

You see, I try to think

only beautiful thoughts...

Because then I think that

the beauty will...

Come out in my work.

You must lead a very

glamorous life, Mary.

I suppose so, Bob...

Sometimes sitting here...

Day after day...

Banging away at my keyboard...

Writing can be so...

So lonely.

I guess you got to have a very

vivid imagination...

To write this

romance novels, don't you?

Yes, I do.

But I also do a lot of...

Research.

" She entwined her

limbs about him..."

"As ivy may wrap itself

around some massive pillar."

"When his love nectar was spent..."

"They drifted into the bliss of sleep."

Maybe he had an accident

and got amnesia.

Don't be a jerk!

If he lost his memory...

The people at the hospital

would just look in his wallet.

And what if his car

slipped off the road...

And he got smashed into

little bloody pieces?

Stop talking like that!

Andrew put that animal down!

Your father drove someone home...

And he probably just blew a tyre

on the expressway.

And it got late...

Bob!

Is that you?

Come on, Fuzzy.

Hi, honey!

Where were you?

Oh, you'll never believe

what happened.

I'm headed home on

the expressway...

And KABUM!

The rear tyre blows up!

By the time I got

the damn tyre changed...

It was so late...

I figured I'd better

check into a motel.

You know, I certainly didn't

want to fall asleep at the wheel.

How're you doing, champ?

Why don't you call me?

Oh, you want me to call at 4:30

and woke up the whole house?

Come on!

Good morning, princess!

Good morning!

Boy, am I hungry!

You are in a good mood

this morning!

By the way, I have got

some great news!

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