Someone Like You... Page #6

Uh-huh.

Isn't that complicated?

It's never complicated, Jane.

Thank you.

Evening, sir.

What can I get you?

- Scotch, please.

- Yes, sir.

Did you hear Diane's

joke about the reindeer?

Funny!

- Here you go.

- Thank you.

I miss you, Jane.

Am I... Am I supposed

to walk away now?

No.

Can we get away from this?

Can we do something?

Get together for lunch,

dinner, Friday night.

Friday is New Year's Eve.

Oh, that's right.

That's right.

You probably have

some, uh, plans.

- Don't you?

- Yeah.

Yes, I do.

Yes, I do.

I have...

No.

I have none.

Could I call you?

Would that be okay?

Yeah.

Merry Christmas, Jane.

- Yee-haaaw!

Well, you can't stop now.

We'll do it together.

You're syndicated

in over 300 newspapers.

Talk radio is having

a field day with it.

Clearly the world

is one giant used-cow lot.

- Look, I just want to think about it, okay?

- What's there to think about?

You don't want to be

a post-feminist icon?

Come on. Let's get something great to

wear for Julians New Year's Eve party.

I meant to tell you that...

I kind of made other plans.

I mean, it's nothing major.

It's not a big...

- Well...

- What are you talking about?

- Ray asked me out.

- Ray?

As in Ray Brown?

As in devil incarnate?

No! No, I forbid it!

L- I-I thought you

were over this.

I think I'm having

second thoughts.

Oh, so now... Dr. Charles

is having them too.

- Done yet?

- You got a hot date?

- No, I just have to pee.

- Be my guest.

- What's this, party Viagra?

- Huh?

No, it's nicotine gum.

- When did you quit?

- Oh, since Daphne told me she wanted to marry a smoker.

Here.

Thank you.

Why don't you put on a dress

and come out with me tonight?

Why, so I can

trail after your harem?

- I'm flying solo. I thought I'd keep my options open.

-

Yeah?

Although

that may be for me.

- Hello.

- You're home.

Does this mean you've

come to your senses?

No, and I only have

an hour to get ready.

So quit worrying about me.

Go out. Have a good time.

I'm going to wear that red lipstick

you gave, and I'll call you tomorrow.

- Okay. Bye.

- Bye.

Why are you doing this

to yourself?

- Doing what?

- Ray.

I don't know what

you're talking about.

Okay.

- Well, if you change your mind, this is where I'll be.

- Oh, thanks.

I think I'll...

jump into my pj's,

probably

watch a little TV...

- go to bed early...

- Happy New Year.

- Same to you!

Now, back to our special New

Year's Eve coverage with Hugh Downs.

To recap, it was

less than 48 hours ago...

that Ray Brown called

to confirm his plans...

to take Jane Goodale out

this evening,

a clear indication

that he was, indeed,

regretting his decision

to terminate their involvement.

So the question remains,

why hasn't he shown up yet?

By all accounts, it would appear

that Mr. Brown is sticking firmly...

to his September sanctions.

Nine, eight, seven,

six, five, four,

three, two, one!

Happy New Year!

Jane!

Whoo!

Ahh...

Ohh...

Jane!

Happy New Year!

- Jane?

- Don't even bother.

- L-I need to talk to you.

- Shh...

Excuse me. Why didn't you...

Why didn't you return my calls?

You mean the calls that came

after the call you didn't make?

L...

This is not true.

It's so true.

Will you stop

for just a moment?

- Hey, Jane.

- Listen, I know it was inexcus...

- Good morning!

- Hi, Jane. Ray.

- There's a reason I didn't showup that night.

- I'm sure there is.

And you know what?

I couldn't possibly care less.

So let's forget about it.

Okay!

I don't suppose you're

interested in hearing me out.

You know what, Ray?

The truth is...

Hi!

You did me a favor.

Any delusions I may have still

had about you, they're gone now.

It was a gift.

You released me.

- For the first time in months, I feel great.

-

- Staff meeting in my office in two minutes.

- Okay, be right there.

Uh, what's wrong?

Diane's wearing your shirt.

The shirt I bought you

on the sidewalk.

So, does that mean

that the, uh...

- the two of you are...

- Seeing each other again.

- Yes. That's what I've been trying to explain.

- Wait. Stop.

Did you say, "Again"?

I should have told you

a long time ago,

but Diane insisted

on keeping it quiet.

- We got back together right

before New Year's and... - Oh...

and we went away for a couple of days, and

it was terrible of me to not call, but I...

Ray, I've got

Tony Robbins on line three!

- Ohh! Go on.

- I'm really sorry, Jane.

Hey, what is it?

- "D... " She's "D."

- I'm not following.

Di... Di... "D."

Diane is "D."

Yes. "D" is for Diane.

"E" is for Eddie.

Ray's "D."

She's the one!

I mean, she was... She

is the one. I mean, she...

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Whoa, whoa.

Just breathe. Breathe, Jane. Breathe.

Now, let me get this straight.

Ray and Diane are together?

- Back together. Together

again. - All right. I get it.

- Let it go. Ray and Diane?

- Yeah!

Okay. Shh...

It doesn't matter.

That chapter's over, remember?

It doesn't matter.

Now we got to go in there,

so pull it together.

Do you hear me?

Don't cry.

Don't cry, please. You're gonna be fine.

- Okay.

- We're gonna go in there.

- Good. You all right?

- Okay.

Jane, where are we

for next week?

Uh, we're-we're all set with

Gerard Depardieu. Right, Jane?

Oh, good.

New movie?

Am-Amazing.

Amazing.

I- I actually, uh...

I saw it. It's, uh...

about a man whose whole

marriage falls apart and...

I mean, it's brutal,

actually. I mean...

You know, they show

the whole love story first.

You see that this woman means...

everything to this-this man.

In fact, there's this-this...

this one scene...

where he actually sits

in just a... a dark... uhh...

It's very touching. He's sits

in a dark room, and he just...

You just start to see

the-the tears and stuff.

I mean, the man is completely, you

know, broken, and you feel it.

You really feel it, and it's

devastating. It's a devastating...

Is this a joke?

N- No.

What do you mean?

I mean...

I mean, is this a joke?

- No, I saw it two nights ago.

- What's so funny, Jane?

- Oh, can you believe this guy?

- I know, I...

So sensitive... So...

So devastated when it comes to

some chubby French guy, but, oh!

Stomp on somebody's heart in real life,

and where's his sorry-ass pity then, huh?

Nowhere! Why?

Because he doesn't get it!

He never gets it!

Someone please

explain it to me.

Because I don't know

what you are talking about!

- Evelyn, is she free?

- Yeah. She is.

Thanks.

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

know where that came from.

Well, I do. I know

exactly where it came from.

You do?

Some guy crushed you

under his boot heel,

and you lashed out

at poor Ray as being...

representative of the prick

that did that to you.

- I'm right, aren't I?

- More or less.

Well, you can't do it, Jane.

- I don't care how much it hurts.

- I know.

No, you don't know.

Now, sit down and listen to me.

I'm gonna let you in

on a little secret.

About six months ago,

my boyfriend tried to leave me.

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