The Sweeter Side of Life Page #2

It's been a long time.

I forgot to pay

that nice cab driver.

Don't worry about that. He hit you.

I don't think they charge for that.

I remember.

I was making a call.

Did you see my phone?

I don't think it made it.

But I can't live without it.

You'd be amazed

at what we can live without.

You may get sleepy, darling.

The doctor gave you

an anti-anxiety agent.

Really?

I'm feeling quite alert.

You go ahead and rest,

sweetheart.

You'll be as good

as new tomorrow.

I'm so happy you're home.

I missed you.

Breakfast is ready!

Oh... Oh!

Ah!

Daddy?

- Daddy!

- Good morning, sweetheart.

How you feeling?

A little stiff,

but okay, I guess.

Sit, sit, sit, sit.

There you go.

What's wrong?

You made me pancakes

and Jimmy Dean sausages!

That's your favorite.

This breakfast

is five zillion calories!

Well, don't you want it?

No, I do.

That's the problem.

Daddy, I have

something to tell you.

I know.

Eddie told me about Dick.

It's not Dick. That was

my college boyfriend.

My husband's name

is Wade, remember?

Well, whatever.

If your mother

was still alive...

God rest her soul...

there's no telling what

she would've called him.

I don't understand why

Wade would do this to me.

I was a good wife.

You warned me not to marry him,

but now look at me.

Now I'm just a discarded woman,

like somebody's

disposable razor!

Here, drink some juice.

Why aren't you listening to me?

I am, I am. I'm listening,

I'm listening.

I'm letting you vent.

Darling, everything's

gonna be all right. Believe me.

How am I going

to support myself?

I don't even have a skill.

You have a perfectly good skill.

Baking.

There you are.

Make you feel better.

Making bread?

It's not just bread.

- It's the staff of life.

- Of life.

I'm sorry

I'm late, Mr. P.

My mother, she had a...

Oh. Hello.

- Dino, this is my daughter.

- Hi.

Desiree.

Dino Ravettino.

Boy, Paddy talks a lot

about you. All good.

Hey, Mr. P,

I'm thinking about trying out a new coffee.

It's called

"cinnamon swirl. "

It sounds good.

I'll brew some up.

Nice to meet you.

You, too.

- He's new.

- He's big.

But surprisingly nimble

in the kitchen.

- Good morning.

- Hey, Moe.

Good morning, Francine.

Morning, Paddy.

Hey, Moe!

How does it go?

Morning, Paddy.

- Hi, Edna. - Paddy, I'm so glad

you finally hired some help.

Oh.

Did she just call me the help?

This is Desiree, my daughter.

Oh. The one who married

that famous, rich doctor from Manhattan?

How about a loaf

of Irish soda bread?

- It's hot out of the oven.

- Okay, sure.

Hey, boss, I got an order

ready for delivery.

Is Reggie here yet?

No, he's not here yet.

- Oh.

- I read about your husband in OK Magazine.

Did he really do

Britney Spears' surgery?

Excuse me?

Her toe tuck.

- No.

- Her husband

is the cosmetic foot doctor

to the stars.

He specializes

in toe-besity.

So, when's he coming

to Flemington so we can meet him?

Never.

He dumped her.

Uh, sorry.

Dad!

Can I help you?

My name's Calvin.

I'm Reggie's brother.

- Where's Reggie?

- He's at jury duty.

He sent me to make

his deliveries for him.

Fine. Where's your car?

Man, I don't have one.

I'm only fifteen.

Oh, shoot.

- Watch the head.

- Doh!

- All right, you in?

- Dino's in.

Nope!

He's not in, Dad.

Oh...

Is Francine okay with this?

- She's fine.

- Looks a little tight.

I don't want to break

her steering wheel.

All right.

Dino out.

- Oh! Ow...

- Oh!

All right, easy, now.

Desiree in.

- What?

- You're in.

No, I'm from Manhattan.

We don't drive.

Of course you do.

I taught you.

Well, that was two decades ago.

Well, you're all we've got.

I'm too old, he's too big,

and he's too young.

Please.

Look, it's just like

riding a bicycle.

You get a few blocks, and

it all comes back to you.

Uh, the brake's in the middle.

Go.

Okay. I can do this.

I can do this.

Okay, I can do this.

You're doin' great, honey! Keep it up!

- You're beautiful!

- Go! Go, go!

Ah, she's a real sport, Paddy.

Yeah. Just like

her mother.

Come on, you piece of...

Hi. Paddy's Bakery.

- Got it.

- Okay.

Thank you. Thanks.

Hi! Delivery

from Paddy's Bakery.

Thank you so much.

Thank you.

Look at your car!

Auberge Benoit.

Auberge Benoit.

Sign. A sign.

I ain't got a lot of money

But I want you

to know, honey

I still got

a good life to lead

This is outrageous.

A piece of paradise

in Flemington, New Jersey.

Hey.

Hey, that's my life!

I want it back!

Aah!

Shoot!

Shoot, shoot, shoot!

Hi there.

Hi.

You saw that, didn't you?

Yep.

- I, uh-I should probably

tell somebody. Right? - Nah.

No?

I don't know.

Do birds really need two stories?

Oh...

Well, uh...

Hate to hit and run, but, uh,

do you know where I

can leave this bread?

- I'll take it.

- Oh, great.

Here.

Okay.

I got it. Thanks.

Okay. Thanks.

Well.

So you're the new

delivery girl?

No, no, I am not

the new delivery girl.

I'm, uh-I...

Never mind.

Okay. I will let you

get back to your gardening.

Sorry.

I'll take those, boss.

Thank you.

Hi.

Hello.

- You must be Francine.

- Desiree!

I feel like I know you already.

Hi.

Paddy must be thrilled

to have you home.

Yeah.

But you're not?

Oh, I just wish home

wasn't in New Jersey.

Oh. Well...

I suppose Flemington is a little

different than what you're used to.

Just a little.

Oh, I brought you your keys.

Thank you for letting us

use your car.

You're welcome. Anytime.

Okay. So...

How's it going, Calvin?

It's going a'ight. Thanks.

I love this game.

I love it, I love it.

Oh, hey, Desiree.

Nice to see you.

Thanks, Moe.

I see you got back alive.

Yeah, but I think I might have

killed the Mini Cooper.

Uh-oh.

Mr. P, Francine

would forgive you anything,

if you know what I mean.

Huh. What's he

talking about?

Uh, nothing!

Big mouth.

- Sorry, boss.

- Hit me.

So who's minding

the store, guys?

Why? Do we have a customer?

- No.

- Hey.

Eddie called.

Sounded important.

Okay.

Full house!

- Full house.

- Oh...

You owe me two haircuts,

and you owe me spaghetti.

I'm gonna get you next time.

So, does that work for you two?

- Eddie, that works for me.

- Great.

Okay. I'll get the papers

over to your office.

- Dougie.

- Good to see you.

- Marina.

- Ah. Thank you.

- See you soon.

- Come on, honey.

Eddie Rubinsky.

Eddie!

Were you trying to reach me?

Desiree, I got good news.

Oh. I can move back

into my penthouse?

No.

Help me, Eddie.

I can't live here.

Okay, well, listen.

I talked Wade into dropping

the restraining order,

and they've scheduled

a meeting with you tomorrow

at his lawyer's office.

With me?

Oh, that's good.

That's-I mean...

That's good, right?

Yeah. If you manage to control yourself,

you'll get your clothes back.

Aha! Hallelujah!

Eddie, I gotta call you back.

Yeah, but, De-

Hi, Calvin.

Hey.

- Everything all right?

- Yeah, this drawer just sprung

when I was trying

to clean up and all.

- It just popped open.

- Well, that's not good.

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