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The Other Woman (2014) Movie Script

    Where you going? Come here.
    Wait, wait, wait.
    Sorry. You're right.
    We barely know each other.
    Maybe we should
    have a drink and talk.
    Actually...
    ...my zipper just got
    caught on my necklace.
    But if you want to talk,
    we can. Sure.
    Okay, great.
    Or we can talk after.
    Yeah.
    Yeah.
    Come on!
    No!
    Let me tag along for a drink.
    You said I'd like it.
    It's too soon.
    Once you meet my dad
    and I meet your friends,
    they become a part of this...
    ...and I just want to stay in
    our bubble a little longer.
    It's been eight weeks.
    You keeping track?
    Happy Anniversary.
    I saw it and...
    ...I thought of you.
    Open it.
    Good morning.
    Why do I schedule
    breakfast meetings?
    For the bacon, I think.
    But you need to
    lay off that until
    your cholesterol's down.
    Why not turkey?
    Screw turkey.
    I like pig.
    Well, I heard
    a story on the news...
    ...about a guy who ate an
    undercooked pork chop and...
    ...got a worm that made his
    brain swell up super fast.
    Uh-huh.
    And to relieve the pressure, they
    had to cutout a chunk of his skull.
    Oh, wow.
    Like a triangle of his skull, they
    cut it right out of his head...
    ...and they implanted it
    in his groin...
    ...so it wouldn't die.
    Otherwise,
    his brain would have...
    ...his head
    would have exploded.
    Mmm-hmm.
    The skull was
    holding his brain...
    ...which was swelling, and his
    head would have just exploded.
    Just think of that
    next time you eat pig bacon.
    I will.
    Here you go.
    Thanks, sweetie.
    Thunder!
    He needs training.
    I'm taking him to
    obedience school today.
    Oh! And we need a check
    for the painter, too.
    That reminds me, I need
    you to sign these, honey.
    What are they?
    Oh, just some stuff
    for the accountant.
    I don't even understand this.
    I can't even read these anymore.
    I already read it for us.
    You just have to sign.
    No, I really
    don't understand this.
    I feel like I need
    to go to brain camp.
    Like, a brain camp.
    Where they give you
    exercises for your brain?
    When people have lazy eyes...
    ...they get
    their eyes worked out
    so they don't
    have to wear glasses.
    Mmm-hmm.
    They should have
    that for your brain.
    Like a brain camp.
    You could go lay on
    a beach and get tan
    and drink gingko balboa all day.
    You come back and
    you're super smart.
    It's gingko biloba.
    Balboa was Rocky.
    Right. See? See? That's why
    I need to go to brain camp.
    Any messages?
    I don't think so. I've kind
    of been in the zone here.
    You weren't going
    to mention these?
    Why? They're the
    first things you see.
    Micromacks? I thought Dave Cohen
    was handling this merger.
    No. The client said
    he was too emotional.
    They wanted a ruthless
    law robot, so...
    I got Micromacks.
    Get Dave on the phone. I need
    all pertinent materials...
    ...and a set of
    dates for deposition.
    Why do you work so hard?
    The point of being pretty
    is that you don't have to.
    You don't see me worrying
    about my job, do you?
    Unfortunately, no.
    That's because I have a Stan, okay?
    He works.
    I come here because it's
    like a hobby that pays well.
    Oh, by the way,
    your dad called...
    ...to confirm that you and he were
    still on for drinks with "Mark."
    Who's Mark?
    The guy I'm seeing.
    Obviously, but which one?
    The only one.
    There's one guy?
    And you're calling him Mark?
    You never use their names!
    So, Model Man Boy
    and Dr. Not So Smart...?
    Gone.
    The Hot Rabbi?
    And the Hot Rabbi's Cousin?
    Cut them loose.
    You cleared the roster.
    I cleared the bench.
    Wow.
    You haven't dated
    just one guy in a long time.
    It's not a big deal.
    It's very new.
    No jinxies. I get it. It's good
    that Mark doesn't have a nickname.
    It means he's still viable.
    You haven't rejected him.
    He's not a donor kidney.
    Not the organ I was thinking of.
    Hello?
    Hi. Red or white?
    Red or white what?
    Wine.
    Did you forget?
    Forget what?
    Dinner with Phil.
    You told me that was next week.
    I said next week
    last week so it's this week.
    I got to work tonight.
    Again? This is
    the third night this week!
    The guys want to do dinner. So
    I'll stay in the city tonight.
    Why don't I meet you
    after your meeting?
    I'll drive in to meet you in
    the city after your meeting!
    No, you don't want to do that.
    I don't mind!
    We'll have so much fun!
    We'll go to that hot chocolate
    place in the morning.
    We'll cuddle and sleep in.
    Screw it.
    I'm coming home.
    Really? Aw!
    Really.
    Family comes first. I'll
    see you when I get back.
    I'll make a steak and salad...
    Shit!
    Wow, look at you!
    How are you?
    Not too great.
    Oh, what's wrong?
    The housekeeper called.
    A pipe burst in the bathroom...
    I have to go handle it.
    Oh, no! You're going
    to Connecticut now?
    I got to. There's two feet
    of water in my basement.
    I can go with you.
    That'd be fun.
    No, you go see your dad.
    I'll see if he can
    meet tomorrow night.
    I won't be back tomorrow night.
    And what about meeting my dad?
    I'm sorry, baby.
    I have to take a raincheck.
    Yeah, okay.
    Don't be mad.
    I'm not being anything.
    What do you want me to do?
    Go to Connecticut.
    Really?
    Yeah, really.
    Okay.
    Call me when you're
    done being pissed.
    That might be a while.
    Hi, hon.
    Here, you want this?
    I'm switching to vodka.
    Ugh!
    Who orders gin?
    Uh, I couldn't read the menu because
    I left my glasses at Nina's.
    Want to know who Nina is?
    Not really.
    Indian girl.
    Beautiful.
    Soft skin.
    We met at Trader Joe's.
    She told me about
    this naan bread.
    When did you start eating naan?
    She's 24, a dance major. I eat
    anything she tells me to.
    Ew!
    Where's your guy?
    I think we just broke up.
    No! How come?
    A pipe burst in his house and
    he went back to Connecticut.
    And where in the story
    does he act like a jerk?
    It's how he handled it.
    You're being paranoid.
    No, something feels off.
    And when I get this feeling,
    I'm usually always right.
    Oh, please! Every relationship
    I've ever had, something felt off.
    That's probably why you're
    wrapping up divorce number five
    with one of my sorority sisters.
    You really like this guy, huh?
    So forget all this bullshit
    and go surprise him.
    It's not bullshit.
    It is.
    Put on something sexy, get
    your ass out to Connecticut...
    ...and fix that
    young man's plumbing.
    Don't worry, you look good.
    He'll love it.
    Who?
    Whoever.
    Here you go.
    Thanks for the ride.
    Need me to wait?
    Nah, I think I got it.
    Hi.
    Hi.
    I'm looking for Mark.
    Oh. What's this about?
    I'm Carly. You must
    be his housekeeper.
    No, I'm his wife, Kate.
    Is this some kind of
    stripper-gram or something?
    Oh.
    No. No. I have
    the wrong address.
    I'm looking for
    a different Mark.
    Mark Kink.
    Mark King?
    No! No, no.
    He's a short guy? Bald?
    Lives a couple of
    streets over on Clark.
    There is no Clark Street.
    Anyway...
    Ooh! Ah! Ah!
    Oh, my God!
    Shit.
    Um. I'll send you
    a check for your urn.
    Can't forget this.
    What happened?
    It must be big. You were crazy
    about him two days ago.
    It can't be the sex... you were a lot
    nicer and your hair was more shiny.
    He has a wife, okay?
    He's married.
    You don't think
    you can take her?
    That's not the point.
    I don't do married guys.
    I don't need to wreck
    someone's home for a date.
    It's not always a wreck. Stan
    and I were married when we met.
    We weren't happy.
    Now we are.
    You wrecked two marriages!
    First, one was mine, so that
    doesn't count. Second...
    ...Stan's wife was fat,
    with no sexual charisma.
    That marriage was doomed,
    so it wasn't cheating.
    I don't think
    that's how it works.
    But I think a married guy
    is a perfect fit for you.
    Mark was able to lead
    a whole other life
    Without you even noticing.
    You need a guy with
    something to keep him busy.
    Not a wife!
    I don't do this. I'm
    too old for this shit.
    I've been dating for decades!
    I don't need this anymore!
    Somebody's being negative.
    I'll go.
    I'll tell you what my mother
    told me... words to live by.
    Selfish people live longer.
    I'm just saying.
    Miss Whitten? There's someone
    here to see you... Kate King.
    Hi. I'm Kate.
    I met you on Friday.
    Yeah, I remember. Sorry about your urn.
    Why are you here?
    Um, I found your number
    in my husband's phone.
    So, um...
    Well, actually, the phone bill,
    because I couldn't crack
    the code on his password.
    Which is fitting, as obviously I don't
    know anything going on in his life.
    But, anyhow, I'm here.
    I thought maybe we could talk?
    No, we can't.
    If you have any questions
    about your husband,
    you should ask him.
    Oh, well, I would,
    but I'm pretty sure...
    ...he's lying to me and
    sleeping with you.
    So...
    Am I right?
    Oh!
    Am I right?
    You're sleeping with my husband?
    I'm sorry.
    I had no idea. I swear.
    You're sleeping
    with my husband?!
    Could you keep it down?
    Oh!
    Oh, gosh. Okay.
    Oh, oh...
    Ooh!
    I did not expect this at all.
    I thought I would come here and
    you would tell me I was crazy.
    I did not think that
    I would be right at all.
    I mean, maybe a little,
    in that too-horrible-
    to-be-true kind of way.
    The say-the-awful-
    thing-so-that-
    the-awful-thing-
    doesn't-happen thing.
    Ooh! Oh!
    Does this...
    Does this open?
    The window? Anywhere?
    There's got to be a little
    latch or something.
    Does this window open?
    No, and for good reason.
    If you're having a panic attack,
    go outside and get some air.
    Let me just lay
    down for a minute.
    You sure
    the window doesn't open?
    No. You'll be fine.
    This window. Just open it a little.
    Crack it. Just crack it.
    If you don't mind...
    We're out of air. It's hot in here.
    Just crack the window.
    Okay, I'll tell you anything
    you want if you just leave.
    Anything?
    Anything.
    Okay.
    Help me up.
    How long have you and my husband
    been seeing each other?
    I don't know...
    a couple months.
    Did you just start
    sleeping together?
    We were going to hold off for prom,
    but we just got carried away.
    We're adults. We had sex.
    The details don't matter.
    The details do matter, because.
    ...there's a difference
    between having sex
    one time and
    having sex ten times.
    Oh, my God! Did you do
    it more than ten times?
    I think specifics
    are a bad idea.
    Okay, fine.
    Gun to my head...
    ...fifty.
    Fifty times?!
    Fifty times?!
    You had sex with my
    husband fifty times?!
    Don't you have a job?! Or hobbies?!
    What is wrong with you?!
    Does this mean he's not
    training for the marathon?
    Yeah... No.
    This is not okay.
    I am part of Team King.
    I quit my job so we could focus on his job.
    I put off having kids...
    ...because he wasn't ready.
    I went to China! Do you
    know how far away China is?
    And it's not all
    Hong Kong, either.
    Lots of pollution.
    What do I do?
    Now I'm Barb Melman?
    Barb Melman got divorced
    and now she has...
    ...cheek implants and lives
    in a condo in Norwalk...
    ...and has to go on dates. I am
    not equipped to go on dates.
    The last time I was
    single, I was 24
    and the dating
    pool was everyone!
    Now it's like
    a shallow puddle...
    ...of age-appropriate
    men who are old...
    ...and gross and
    I don't want to do that!
    I know that you think
    it's that bad,
    but honestly, it's a lot worse.
    You know why?
    Even if you meet a nice guy... and by "nice"...
    ...I mean that he's not
    an obvious sociopath...
    you can't get
    excited about it...
    ...because it's just
    a matter of time before
    someone gets bored and unhappy
    and is saying it's over.
    And that's a happy ending.
    A shitty ending...
    ...is that there's
    lying and cheating
    and you ambush
    Prince Charming's wife.
    You're saying
    I should stay with him.
    I'm saying everything fails eventually
    and monogamy is not natural.
    If you can live with that, like
    the French, then stay put.
    But if you can't, I suggest you
    get a game plan and leave.
    But what about the people who try to
    work it out? Maybe that's an option.
    Cheaters don't change.
    And if you work it out, he's
    just going to do it again.
    You'll end up back
    where you started,
    wishing you'd left
    the first time around.
    But that's just me.
    He's your husband.
    What does your gut tell you?
    Jesus Christ!
    It was just a burp.
    Can I get some napkins?
    That was throw-up.
    Ah!
    Oh, my God!
    Okay, great, come on. Let's get in the car.
    Come on, come on.
    Okay, okay.
    Bye! See you later!
    Bye, see you later!
    Bye, I'm going.
    This is a bag full of vomit.
    It's not my first.
    Come on,
    let's get you in the car.
    Get into the...
    That's enough.
    No, don't go just yet.
    Just one kiss.
    One kiss and good-bye.
    Okay, that was it.
    Okay, let's go.
    Let's get into the car.
    Be very careful.
    I don't want to go.
    Put your foot down.
    Please go.
    Let me just... Wait.
    How are you doing that?
    Okay, let's go this way.
    All right.
    Get over.
    It's a step down.
    Step down. Step down.
    Okay, there you go.
    There you go.
    It's really nice,
    what you're doing for her.
    Yeah, that's me...
    Mistress of the Year.
    Okay, Fernando, go, go, go!
    Best night ever!!!
    Ever!!!
    Bye!
    Yes!
    Holy shit.
    Call me!
    That is so weird.
    My husband likes this pasta.
    Milk?
    My husband prefers goat.
    My husband likes a meaty sauce.
    ...doing the Benson
    Depo on Tuesday...
    ...but if we want it on video, I
    need a different court reporter.
    Kate King is at security.
    What?
    Kate King.
    Excuse me.
    What's up, Leonard?
    Hey, Miss Whitten.
    Ray Charles over here
    tried to pass herself off
    as a blind woman
    to get upstairs.
    Oh, no, I didn't!
    I'm wearing these glasses
    because I look like shit.
    He saw the dog and drew
    his own conclusions.
    That did not happen.
    And if I was Ray Charles, I
    would actually be blind and...
    ...need this dog, so thanks
    for making no sense.
    What is it?
    I'm not French. I had a
    little Edith Piaf moment...
    ...but the idea
    of worrying about
    white shirts and
    thin turkey and all that...
    ...while pretending not to
    know about his whores...
    ...is really throwing me
    into an all-American rage.
    Not that you're a whore!
    You're not a whore.
    Okay, turn around.
    Turn around.
    You're not a whore.
    Let's go outside.
    I'm assuming you came here
    because you think we're friends
    and that I care
    about your problems...
    ...but guess what?
    I don't.
    I don't care about you or Mark
    or your marriage or your dog.
    If Edith Piaf rises
    out of the grave and
    you have a threesome,
    I don't flipping care!
    I was keeping you in the loop.
    I want out of the loop!
    Take me out.
    Okay?
    Okay!
    Thank you!
    Come on, Thunder.
    Oh, my God.
    Sorry. It's me.
    Don't be mad. I just...
    I just want to talk. I thought
    we could have some dinner?
    How do you know where I live?
    We followed you home.
    But I didn't want to show up
    empty-handed, so I brought food.
    Some food is right here.
    How'd you get in the building?
    We waited for someone to leave
    and then snuck in.
    Hi.
    What is your deal? Do you
    not get how weird this is?
    I just thought maybe we could
    talk, because I, um...
    Because...
    Because my whole
    world just blew up
    and I don't have a job!
    I have no money of my own!
    And I honestly do not know
    what I'm going to do at all!
    I have no friends
    to talk to because
    my friends are Mark's friends...
    ...and they'll blab!
    You are literally
    the only person in the world...
    ...who knows what's
    happening besides me!
    And if I keep
    talking to myself...
    ...about it, I'm going to go
    crazy... for real. Like, really.
    I can't talk to you
    until you stop crying.
    I want to.
    Let me just...
    I'm sorry.
    I just am sad.
    Then cry on the inside,
    like a winner.
    You can't care for yourself
    unless you toughen up.
    As far as talking to someone
    who won't blab,
    I can give you the names
    of three different lawyers.
    Lawyers cost money.
    You have money. You have
    half of what Mark has.
    Okay. Thank you.
    You're welcome.
    Are we done?
    Done? That wasn't
    even a conversation.
    You mostly just yelled
    at me the whole time.
    Okay, look.
    If I let you in,
    we are not braiding
    each other's hair
    and drinking Cosmos.
    You have one hour.
    Okay.
    And I get first dibs
    on what's in the bag.
    Sure thing.
    Have a seat, but please keep
    your dog off of my furniture.
    Thunder...
    ...get down.
    Get down. Get down.
    Down!
    Okay. That's great.
    He's just a puppy.
    Have a seat.
    I don't want to sit someplace
    where you and Mark had sex.
    Is the ottoman okay?
    Mmm...
    What about the chair?
    If I'm being honest...
    Are you serious?
    It's a window!
    People can see in here!
    You just have to pick a spot
    and be okay with it.
    Just have a seat.
    Is Mark calling?
    Yes, it is.
    Mark's in Miami.
    Why is he calling you?
    I didn't know he was in Miami.
    Why is he calling you at all?
    I don't know that, either.
    I don't call a boyfriend back
    after I find out he has a wife.
    So you haven't
    called him, full silent
    treatment and
    he's still calling?
    I'm pretty sure that's
    why he's still calling.
    What if he's calling to say he loves
    you and wants to be with you?
    I don't care.
    Well, what if he's
    in love with you?
    I mean, has he ever
    said he loves you?
    Has he talked to you
    like that, or has he...?
    I mean, do you think
    that he still loves me?
    If we're going to do this,
    I need a drink.
    I get it.
    Get what?
    You have the perfect place, and
    you are the perfect girl...
    ...and you could probably take off
    all your clothes right now...
    ...and have no flab
    and not need a wax...
    ...or anything and
    just be ready to go.
    My situation's pretty situated
    at all times, it's true.
    And see, I am not situated.
    I can't even remember
    to shave my legs.
    I need like at least a week
    of prep, minimum.
    Doesn't Mark see you
    naked all the time?
    No.
    He doesn't?
    No. It's...
    Nooooo.
    What's it like? Is it
    like a '70s situation?
    It's like...
    ...now I'm totally serious,
    like... not...
    No man likes that.
    It's like a...
    just not...
    I'm not saying
    you have to be bald
    or anything.
    Just like a fig leaf.
    That's all they want.
    They just need to have...
    ...a pretty little
    patch of happiness.
    You know, I am like...
    ...Martha Stewart...
    ...but with big underpants.
    Let me tell you something
    about Martha Stewart.
    She handled prison like a boss!
    Thank you. Right?
    I still think I'm not ready to
    compete with women like you.
    Though technically,
    I have been competing
    with women like you
    and just didn't know it.
    We're not in competition.
    We got played
    by the same guy.
    I call it a tie.
    Tequila or vodka?
    I can't believe
    I'm in the mistress's closet.
    I am not a mistress. A mistress
    knows she's dating a married man.
    I didn't know, so I'm not a mistress.
    Can you say that, please?
    Seriously, can you please
    say I'm not a mistress?
    Oh. You're not a mistress.
    Thank you.
    Sorry.
    Try these on. These
    ones are very special.
    I don't think we have the
    same size foot.
    This looks like
    a box of bungee cords.
    What it does is
    hold your tits up.
    That's so awesome.
    This is like a logic puzzle.
    It would look so hot on you.
    I don't know why
    men find these sexy.
    Mouse hammock.
    Wake up. You're making
    out with your dog.
    Ugh.
    What is he doing?
    Oh, no.
    No, no, no!
    I'm sorry.
    Ugh!
    Damn it!
    You want me to get it?
    I'm really sorry.
    I thought I had him that time.
    Send me the cleaning bill.
    Believe it.
    You'll send me
    the lawyers' names?
    You still want those?
    Yeah.
    Listen, Mark's shady. He
    finds out you have a lawyer,
    you become the enemy.
    If he thinks...
    ...you're clueless, you have an edge.
    Get your ducks in a row.
    Thank you for everything.
    I really appreciate it.
    Yeah. That's fine.
    Thank you so much.
    No problem.
    You're welcome.
    Bye.
    Holy shit.
    Shit.
    Oh, I'm sorry. I thought
    you'd have your phone off.
    Then why even call?
    Why did you have your phone on?
    What do you need, Kate?
    Well, it's not
    a big deal, but...
    ...you know how sometimes
    you get like a...
    ...just a hint of
    a zit and you...
    ...pick at it
    a little bit, and...
    ...you keep picking at it...
    ...until it becomes this...
    ...soul-sucking, life-ruining
    face crater that you...
    ...absolutely cannot hide?
    You're calling
    because you got a zit?
    Not exactly.
    What the hell did you do?
    It was an accident.
    An accident?
    I know.
    Were you on PCP?
    Okay, here's what happened.
    I started digging around.
    Everything was locked.
    And I started thinking,
    maybe he is shady.
    And then I started
    thinking that this
    whole room is filled
    with lies and secrets.
    It was like this
    red mist came over me.
    So...
    You know how I told you to
    get your ducks in a row?
    Well, this isn't
    putting your ducks in a row.
    This is putting your ducks
    in a wood chipper!
    Hold on.
    Shit, he's early.
    Who?
    My brother, Phil.
    Don't mention
    the whole mistress thing.
    But it's such an icebreaker.
    Who's this?
    I'm Carmela, Kate's decorator.
    Oh.
    When did you fire Joel?
    I didn't.
    No, he's, um...
    She's doing all of the stuff,
    the feng shui... in the house.
    We met in Hong Kong.
    I told you.
    We bonded over dim sum
    and spatial reasoning.
    Two of my favorite things.
    That's so smart and funny!
    That's really witty.
    So, this is my brother.
    Yeah, you said that.
    He's a contractor.
    Oh, a contractor.
    He'll look at
    the office while you go.
    Unless you want to stay.
    I would love to, but it's
    kind of a tricky project...
    ...and I don't want
    to complicate things.
    But it was really
    nice meeting you.
    You, too.
    I hope I see you again soon.
    Carmela? Really?
    Did you and Tony
    enjoy Hong Kong?
    Or did Big Pussy and Meadow
    miss you too much?
    You will thank me for using a fake name.
    You want Phil...
    ...mentioning your new
    friend Carly to Mark?
    No. So you're welcome.
    By the way,
    what is up with
    your hot brother?
    No! No, you can't have my
    husband and my brother!
    No! That's being very greedy.
    I think you're being greedy. Me?
    He's your brother.
    What would you do with him?
    So is everybody like hot-hot
    Phil in your family,
    or are most of them like you?
    I'm cute-cute Kate.
    What about your father?
    Leave Dad out of this!
    I bet he's hot.
    You and your vagina
    need to just...
    Kate?
    Surprise!
    I started redecorating.
    What do you think?
    What happened to
    just painting it red?
    Oh, red is so clich.
    I would expect that from other guys
    in their offices, but not you.
    You deserve something different,
    something better than that.
    Oh.
    It's good, right?
    I think it's great.
    You do?
    I love it.
    Really?
    Because you know how I get carried
    away with all the colors...
    I missed you.
    How was Miami?
    Miami was amazing.
    The guys loved your
    gift card swap idea.
    SwipeSwitch?
    And guess what?
    What?
    Guess.
    What? What?
    They're going to put in
    half a million as seed money.
    Really?!
    That's right!
    We did it, we did it!
    Oh! Team King!
    I'll tell you all
    about it at dinner.
    With me?
    Yes. We're celebrating.
    Just let me clean up.
    How's it going?
    Not good.
    What's wrong?
    We have a situation.
    If you killed him,
    don't tell me.
    I can't defend you
    if I know you did it.
    No, I didn't kill him.
    It's something
    that rhymes with...
    ...schlintercourse.
    What?!
    You had sex with him?
    No! Of course not.
    It's barely dark outside.
    He's just on a high from
    the business trip and...
    ...he's got that look
    in his eyes, that...
    ...you know, that...
    I just don't know
    if I can hold out.
    What is going on?
    I don't know!
    There's been wine, and...
    ...hand-holding during dinner.
    It just felt so good
    to be touched, you know?
    Yeah, I do, because
    he used to touch me, too.
    Ugh! Why do you say that?
    A lot.
    I don't want to hear that.
    Then why call me?
    For permission?
    No!
    If you want to have sex with
    your husband, do it
    I'm wondering, what if I
    keep my clothes on...
    ...while we're having sex?
    Really?
    What if the top part of me hated
    him, while the bottom part of me...
    ...did all the dirty work?
    What if he just
    put it in halfway...
    ...and then I took a really hot
    bath after and really cleaned up?
    You're making a mistake.
    I'm trying not to.
    Not really.
    I am!
    If you're going to cave every
    time he pays attention to you...
    ...leave me out of it.
    You can waste your own time,
    but I'm done.
    Fine! Be done.
    I am done.
    I'm done.
    This is me being done.
    Fine.
    Good-bye.
    Forget I called.
    Good-bye.
    Kate...
    ...you hold it together.
    He is awful.
    Oh, my God.
    I've missed you.
    You taste good.
    Oh, my God.
    And you smell so good.
    Okay, hold on one second.
    Just one second.
    I'll be right back.
    Don't move.
    Hey, baby.
    Hi.
    What are you doing?
    Oh, I'm still working.
    Well, I'm not working.
    And I am so freaking hot.
    Um...
    I wish.
    What are you doing?
    Oh, baby, send me a
    picture, will you?
    Send me a few pictures.
    I'll send tons.
    We'll have the whole weekend in
    the Hamptons to work that out.
    I miss you.
    Oh, I miss you, too.
    I miss you.
    I miss you.
    I got to go.
    I got to go, baby.
    Bill, I told you,
    don't call me at night!
    I'll call you tomorrow.
    I'm sorry, honey.
    It's okay. The wine hit me wrong...
    I have a splitting headache.
    Really?
    Maybe I can make
    it go away, huh?
    Sorry, honey, not tonight.
    "Sorry for the tough love."
    "Do what you need to do. I support you"?
    Yeah, right.
    Bitch.
    You Okay?
    Yep.
    You sure? You're
    talking to your phone.
    I'm fine.
    So, how's Carmela?
    Bad!
    How come?
    Because I said so. Why, do you like her?
    Because she is fired!
    What's going on with you?
    I'll take a stab
    and say it's because
    you realized
    feng shui is bullshit.
    You shouldn't pay for that.
    Okay, you know what?
    Feng shui rules.
    There are so many
    people in the world
    and in China who love feng shui.
    Feng shui is not
    what you think it is!
    And I hate that you
    keep saying it's dumb!
    I didn't mean it.
    Feng shui is good
    'cause it's important...
    ...to know where
    to place things
    in order to make
    yourself feel better.
    Katie. Sweetheart?
    Katie?
    What are you doing?
    See? See?!
    This is what happens
    when Carly makes
    me cry on the inside
    like a winner!
    Who's Carly?
    She's Mark's girlfriend...
    and not "friend friend,"
    like "boning friend!"
    Mark's cheating on you?!
    Like fifty times at least.
    Are you serious?
    Or more!
    With who?
    Carmela!
    But her real name is Carly.
    Is this some Tyler
    Durden Fight Club thing?
    Are you Carly?
    No.
    Is anyone Carly?
    Please focus.
    I am focused!
    I don't want to keep explaining this.
    Carmela is Carly!
    The feng shui spatialist chick.
    Yes.
    Oh, my God!
    Are you okay?
    Yeah, I'm fine.
    I never liked that guy.
    I never liked him.
    I told you that before you married him.
    What a piece of shit!
    Did you know she was his mistress
    when she was in the house?
    I thought she was
    his ex-mistress, but...
    ...it turns out they're
    still seeing each other.
    That makes sense.
    I heard him on
    the phone with her...
    ...then he comes to me,
    "Oh, I have to go golfing."
    In Connecticut. "With the
    Canadian crew." Which is code.
    For what?
    Ca.
    Ca?
    Ca.
    Ca?
    Caaarly.
    Carly. Carmela. You're
    talking about Carmela.
    She doesn't even know that I
    know they're still together.
    She pretends to be my friend,
    but she's spying on me,
    like a double agent.
    And you let her because...?
    That's how you run
    a double agent.
    I don't even know if she's American.
    I don't know.
    Katie, if she's full of
    shit, call her out on it.
    Deal with her. And then
    deal with the real problem.
    Oh, Mark.
    Yes! Mark.
    Yes. Okay.
    Right. Mmm-hmm.
    Where are you going?
    I don't know.
    I'm really happy
    we're doing this.
    Are you?
    How do you feel? I don't know.
    How do you feel?
    I feel like I owe you an
    apology for the other night.
    Do you?
    Yeah.
    Sometimes I can be
    more tough than love.
    Can you?
    Yeah. I just wanted to clear
    the air, and say that...
    ...whatever happens between you
    and Mark is your business.
    Oh, is it?
    Yeah. Are you okay?
    Are you still sleeping
    with my husband?
    What?
    You heard me.
    Unbelievable.
    I was crazy to think
    we could be friends.
    You don't get to walk out.
    Don't ice me out.
    No. No. You can't...
    What? What?
    You can't ice me out.
    I'm going to ice you out.
    Here's my ice shield.
    Then what,
    you pull out my weave?
    Just tell me the truth!
    You want to know the truth?
    Your husband sucks!
    I am not sleeping with him! And the
    fact you think I would, really hurts!
    Well, shit! I don't know!
    All I know is what
    I heard,
    and he's meeting somebody!
    Well, not me! So he's
    cheating on both of us.
    Oh, my God, that's it!
    He's cheating on us!
    I was kidding about that.
    If he's not seeing you- I'm so
    sorry I said that, that sucks...
    ...but if he isn't seeing you,
    he's seeing someone else.
    Think about it.
    Between the two of us...
    ...he has the perfect woman.
    What else would he need?
    The one thing
    we're not giving him... sex.
    Katie?
    Time to go, sweetie.
    Okay. Are you all packed for
    your business meetings?
    I hate working on the weekends.
    I feel bad for you.
    Let me walk you out.
    Have a great weekend.
    You, too!
    Bye!
    You look gorgeous today.
    Thanks, honey.
    Safe flight!
    I'll call you when I get in.
    Don't forget.
    Let's go! He's probably
    halfway there already!
    We're going to lose him.
    What's Thunder doing?
    No, no, no, no, no!
    Are you kidding me? No!
    Sorry.
    Jesus, that was... I think that
    might have been his balls.
    It was... Ugh!
    I don't think we should rush
    into anything. What are you doing?
    When you're divvying up friends
    in the divorce, keep this one.
    You won't see anything
    through those hedges.
    You're being a very negative detective.
    Give me a boost up.
    Look, he won't catch us.
    Go higher.
    Oh, hell, no!
    Now he's crossed the line!
    What? What is it?
    It's a Jetta.
    It's a Jetta!
    So?
    Only young, hot girls
    drive Jettas!
    I had a Jetta.
    That's what I'm talking about.
    Hi, there.
    I was out for a jog
    and my hammies locked up.
    When that happens,
    I have to stretch.
    I'm not Gumby!
    Just pulled over
    for a little stretch.
    That feels so much better.
    Yup. That's a lot better.
    You got to stretch it out.
    Stretch it out.
    That is it!
    From now on, you have to tell me
    what we're doing,
    where we're going...
    ...and what's happening, 'cause
    I can't take it anymore!
    Let's go!
    Oh, God!
    Well, well. Look who's
    here... the wife and the mistress.
    I'm not a mistress.
    Not technically, anyway.
    She comes in peace, so be nice.
    All right. Come on in.
    So can I ask, what the
    hell are you two up to?
    Don't say it's
    a social call, because you
    haven't been here
    since I bought the place.
    We think Mark has another
    mistress... we're going to find her.
    Mmm-hmm.
    And what do you plan on doing
    if you find this girl?
    Don't come at me
    with all your...
    ...weird little man logic.
    This is a...
    ...one-day-at-a-time operation.
    Today is light recon day.
    A grappling hook?
    Really?
    Damn.
    Look, I don't know if
    you're here out of...
    ...morbid curiosity,
    or you and Kate
    are the weirdest friends ever...
    We are.
    The weirdest friends ever.
    ...But she's a good person.
    And though Mark's an asshole,
    they had something real.
    And when she's done
    running around with you,
    she'll realize that's gone.
    And it's going to suck.
    So...
    ...try not to make that
    part any worse for her.
    Okay.
    Okay.
    They are on the move.
    Okay.
    Nothing.
    Okay.
    - He's up!
    - Really? What's he doing?
    Kissing.
    Uh-huh.
    Probably tongue.
    Mmm-hmm.
    Probably enjoying.
    Great.
    Okay, target is moving!
    Target is on the move.
    All right.
    Oh, he's wearing
    those cute shorts
    I got him for Christmas.
    They look good.
    Okay.
    I can't believe
    you're not interested.
    Just promise
    when you meet her...
    ...you won't lose your shit like you
    did with me. Don't say you didn't.
    I did, because I was a mistress-virgin
    and you were the first.
    Now I'm all worn in
    like an old glove.
    She's getting up!
    Oh, my God.
    Holy shit!
    What?
    Oh, come on!
    What is that?
    Let me see. Let me see!
    Okay, but you're
    not going to like it.
    Ah!
    She makes me look
    like I'm wearing a diaper!
    You think she had that made?
    No. When you have a body like that,
    everything fits you perfectly.
    This is just so unoriginal,
    Mark! So clich!
    She's the perfect
    ten lemon tart...
    Maybe an eleven.
    ...double-D, natural double-D.
    A triple-D.
    It's like a midlife
    crisis mistress!
    She's like a clich of every
    wife's waking nightmare!
    You have to admit, that's pretty good.
    Seriously.
    Okay, fine.
    She's beautiful.
    At some point you say...
    I play tennis, right?
    But if I play against John
    McEnroe, I expect to lose.
    You know what?
    Right?
    I am McEnroe!
    What are you doing?!
    Where are you going?! Wait!
    No!!!
    Stop!!!
    What happened to being calm?!
    Carly!!
    Carly!
    Stop!!!
    I can't believe
    he was cheating on me!
    Oh, boo-hoo!
    He cheated on me, too!
    You're the wife!
    He's supposed to cheat on you!
    Oh, my God!
    Stop, you crazy housewife!
    Stop the grappling!
    I'm strong when I'm mad!!
    What's going on?
    Hi.
    I just can't believe
    he'd lie to me.
    I really thought
    we were soulmates.
    Oh, my God, I am so sorry.
    I can't believe I said that.
    You're his soulmate.
    I'm a whore.
    You must hate me so much. If it's
    any consolation, I hate me more.
    I don't hate you at all.
    I got all that out of
    my system with that one.
    You're so amazing, to be friends
    with your husband's mistress.
    Yeah, it's like
    a dream come true.
    Ignore her. She's working
    through some stuff right now.
    She's kind of troubled. But you
    smell amazing. What is that?
    I think it's just sweat.
    The worst part about this is,
    you seem so nice...
    ...and he had me believing
    you were the devil.
    Wait, what?
    He said you cheated on him,
    then asked for a divorce.
    He said that...
    I was the cheater?
    That's what he said?
    That I cheated?
    I'm so sorry.
    That is so... Okay.
    That's... What an asshole!
    He's a liar, Kate.
    Who cares?
    Because it's not fair.
    He made me the bad guy.
    And he's divorcing me?
    You know it's not actually
    happening, right?
    He could pick any scenario,
    and he picks that?
    And makes me the villain?
    And then divorces
    me for fake-cheating?
    I shouldn't have told you.
    I'm sorry.
    It's not your fault
    I married a monster.
    You are innocent in all this.
    Let's go back to Phil's.
    Okay, let's go.
    Wait! What do I do?
    You can't just leave me.
    Mark will be back any minute!
    We'll get your number.
    Can we keep her?
    No, we can't keep her!
    We have a dog at home!
    You pulled my hair,
    which is totally...
    Hey, hey, hey!
    Watch what I taught Thunder.
    Thunder, get me a beer.
    - Unbelievable.
    - Wow!
    - That's crazy.
    - It's a miracle.
    - That dog is trying to break me.
    - He really is.
    Good boy.
    So, how was the stalking?
    Thunder! Traitor.
    How'd it go, weirdo?
    It was good! We ran on the
    beach, met Mark's new mistress...
    Amber.
    Twenty-two, super hot.
    Are you jealous?
    No, I'm not jealous. I just don't
    have an insane girl crush.
    I think it's good
    she's super hot.
    It brings up our group average.
    This isn't
    frickin' Sister Wives.
    You sure you're not angry?
    Letting it out is better
    than having to tell the cops
    you didn't mean to
    hug her to death.
    You're so funny! You'll
    see when you meet her.
    What? When I meet her?
    Up high.
    You look so pretty!
    You look so pretty.
    It's really annoying.
    It's just bad.
    What's that up there?
    That's the best
    part of the house.
    You'll like it.
    Come on. I'll show you.
    You're such a good girl.
    Mark's an asshole!
    He is.
    Wow.
    I know exactly what
    I would do with it.
    I would put a coffee
    table right here...
    ...so I could have
    my morning coffee.
    You can't. There's too much morning sun.
    It would blast you.
    No, this is where I would
    want to exist, right here...
    ...looking at that.
    You sure?
    Yeah.
    I'll think about it.
    You better.
    Okay.
    Kate might actually
    have a point about
    her bringing up
    the group average.
    Do you care if I smoke?
    No! I kind of
    want one, too.
    Since when do you smoke?
    Since whenever I want to.
    This should be good.
    If we find any more mistresses,
    I'll have to send her to rehab.
    Don't worry, we didn't hook up.
    We didn't? Oh, thank God.
    You took off your clothes
    to go skinny dipping.
    Really?
    You girls started
    in on the tequila...
    ...and it all went
    downhill from there.
    You wouldn't get dressed, so
    I buttoned you in backwards.
    Shut up.
    So let me get this straight.
    I came into your bed naked...
    ...and tried to molest you,
    so you made a straitjacket and a
    pillow fort to protect yourself.
    Yeah.
    Oh, my God,
    I've hit rock bottom.
    Nah. Don't worry about it.
    We were pretty out of our heads,
    and I like to think
    I'm a good guy, so...
    So you needed
    the pillows to resist me.
    Let's say I was
    hedging my willpower.
    I'm going to take a shower.
    Good morning!
    What are you guys doing?
    Phil went for a run
    and Amber's making frittatas.
    Have you packed?
    I want to get on
    the road before traffic starts.
    No, 'cause then I have to
    go home and deal with Mark.
    I was thinking, what sucks...
    ...is that he should be the one freaking
    out, not me. I didn't do anything.
    Instead, he's totally fine and I'm
    sitting here with the two of you...
    ...pretending
    not to know you...
    ...and on top of it, I have
    to get my ducks in a row.
    What do you want to do?
    This may sound wrong, but I
    kind of want him to hurt.
    I want to be the one...
    ...who makes him
    start a new life
    because I took it away from him.
    I want him to feel
    what I feel, but worse.
    So you're talking about
    maximum pain, right?
    We should kick him in the balls!
    That's like
    a really good thought, and
    I like the way your
    brain works, but...
    ...we're thinking about something
    a little bigger than that.
    It doesn't matter anyway.
    He's always going
    to wind up on top
    because he's
    a killer and I'm not.
    That's not true.
    You're not alone.
    You have us.
    Exactly.
    Put the Lawyer, the Wife
    and the Boobs together...
    ...you have
    a perfect killing machine.
    Yes! I do?
    I know how assholes
    do asshole-y things...
    ...you know how Mark does
    everything, and Amber knows...
    We'll find out what Amber knows.
    What are you saying?
    I'm saying that if you
    want to take him down...
    ...then let's take him down.
    We have him surrounded.
    Surrounded!
    If we put our brains together...
    The three of us...
    ...can be just as
    shady as he can.
    I am in.
    Are you in?
    I'm in!
    Hi, honey!
    Mmm...
    It tastes different today.
    I added kiwi.
    I like it.
    I'll keep adding it!
    Fuck you! Fuck you!
    I was going crazy without you.
    I'm sorry for being a jerk.
    No, no. You know what?
    I overreacted.
    I did. I really did.
    It's just that you were
    going to meet my dad...
    ...and I've been so
    worried about him.
    He's going through so much
    with this divorce, and...
    Sorry. Do you mind?
    I'll just be a Sec.
    No, that's fine.
    Mike.
    No, I was setting the mike.
    What do you want?
    I love this tie.
    Hold that thought.
    I'm sorry.
    Um... where were we?
    My dad's divorce.
    Right.
    You're worried about him.
    I am.
    He's going to have to give
    this woman half his money.
    Half of everything he has.
    And she does nothing. Just lays
    around the house all day long.
    He has been
    working his whole life...
    ...and she is going to take half of it!
    It's not fair.
    He can't give away
    what he doesn't have.
    You mean he should
    hide his money?
    Not hide. Lose.
    I don't understand.
    Maybe I should just
    tell him in person.
    You would do that?
    Whoa!
    Are you okay?
    Actually, no.
    We should go. Now.
    Really?
    Please.
    Are you okay?
    Something's not right.
    You go.
    I'll call you later.
    I can wait for you.
    I don't mind.
    No, it's fine.
    It's good.
    Oh, shit! Oh!
    Oh! Come on!
    Oh!
    Oh, God!
    Oh! That was painful.
    Oh, my God!
    No! No!
    Oh, no.
    Hey, buddy?
    Can you help me out?
    I need you to buy me some pants.
    Things got really
    tough in here, huh?
    I'm a 34-inch waist.
    The fit doesn't
    have to be perfect.
    I like blue.
    Or green!
    You still there?
    Hello?
    What happened to you?
    I had a fecal incident.
    I needed some pants
    and the only person
    who didn't try to
    rob me was a hipster.
    I'm sorry, did you say you
    had a fecal incident?
    Like you pooped your pants?
    Yes, Kate. Exactly like that.
    I shit my pants.
    And you know what? It's about to
    happen again, so if you don't mind...
    ...I'm going to go see if our
    toilet can take a punch.
    You found it!
    I did.
    Come sit down.
    Is your shirt see-through?
    The girl at the shop told me that
    sheer is the next big thing.
    Your Indian girl
    didn't veto that?
    Ah! I haven't seen her.
    We didn't have that twinkle.
    I like sheer shirts.
    Dad, this is Amber.
    Hi, Amber.
    Hi. Um...
    Mmm...
    I'm fine, thank you.
    I'm really okay. Thank you.
    I hate being touched.
    Where are we? Seriously.
    What is this, Saigon?
    Don't make fun of 'Nam.
    Best years of my life.
    This place is awesome.
    My neck was so tight.
    What's it called? "No
    Hands." Isn't it great?
    Watch this.
    You see? No hands.
    I can't put my finger on it,
    but there's something
    very wrong with that.
    So, what's up? What's this big
    mystery you want me to solve?
    Hypothetically...
    ...if I wanted to
    protect my money
    by "losing" it, what would I do?
    Losing it?
    You're not working with
    hypothetical Feds, are you?
    No! Do you have a
    problem with the Feds?
    Actually, don't tell me.
    What's this guy do?
    Develops start-up
    companies.
    Ah, the Chuzzlewit Pinch.
    Oh.
    He ain't losing money,
    he's robbing it.
    Hmm...
    Here's what you do... look
    for blind offshore filings.
    Like in Switzerland
    or the Bahamas.
    If I was going to "lose"
    money, that's where I'd do it.
    Can I have another drink?
    You okay, baby?
    You need my help on this?
    No. I got this.
    Stop frowning before
    you break your face.
    Better?
    That's your Evil Genius smile. Is
    somebody about to get screwed?
    You screw me, I screw you back.
    I'm a lady like that.
    A three-way?
    Yeah.
    I don't know.
    Please?
    Come on.
    You'll love Dana.
    Dana?
    It'll be so hot. I think it'd
    be a game changer for us.
    All right.
    If you really want to.
    Yay! Thank you!
    Dana!
    Baby, this is Dana.
    Hmm?
    What?
    I knew you'd love her!
    Ah!
    Oh!
    What the hell?
    Kate!
    Yes? Kate!!
    Look at this.
    It looks like you put on weight.
    Yes. And have you ever
    seen shit like this?
    Oh, yeah!
    Don't do that.
    Are they sensitive?
    Does that hurt?
    Ah!
    Tune in Tokyo.
    It just looks like
    you're a little bloated.
    I have boobs!
    These nipples look
    like they've done
    hard time in Africa
    feeding a village.
    You're overreacting.
    They're straight
    out of the Congo!
    Just tape them up.
    No! I can't go to
    work with my tits taped!
    Where are you going?
    To do push-ups.
    Did you want this smoothie?
    He's back to
    sexting like a freak.
    And the pictures!
    Picking up my phone is like
    being flashed on the subway.
    Try living in the same house
    with him. All I get is surprise penis.
    It's like his sex
    drive is tripled.
    Non-stop.
    I thought you were
    giving him hormones.
    I am!
    Enough for
    a pre-Op transsexual.
    He must be taking Viagra.
    Well, now that sex
    is off the table...
    ...we have to
    speak to one another,
    and I think he's
    getting suspicious.
    Really?
    Yeah.
    Maybe one of us
    should sleep with him.
    Are you crazy?
    Just to let some
    steam out of the pot.
    No. Please keep
    the lid on the pot.
    You don't think I can handle it?
    You know what?
    I'll do it.
    I'll take one for the team.
    No. You think he's
    an evil sociopath.
    He is!
    But better me than you.
    I can weather a little hate sex.
    I'll do it. I don't
    have a lot of feelings.
    Come on.
    You guys have no faith in me.
    I have a friend who could do it.
    No, no, no. We are not hiring a
    hooker to sleep with my husband.
    She's not a hooker.
    She's just a slut.
    Okay, we're done here.
    I'm going to do it.
    I'll do it. If you
    do it, I do it.
    Me, too.
    Fine. Rock, paper, scissors.
    Winner has sex with my husband.
    Really?
    It's the only way.
    One time, or two out of three?
    One time.
    Well, Amber wins.
    You okay with that?
    Yeah. I couldn't
    be more okay. What?
    You're so full of shit.
    Kate!
    Pst!
    Hey!
    Where have you been?
    Are you okay?
    I've been trying you all day!
    Can you open the door for me?
    Wow.
    What is going on?
    Wow.
    This is what it's come to, huh?
    I think I'm having
    a nervous breakdown.
    Is it ever going
    to get any easier?
    Yeah. It Will.
    When?
    Well, it's going to
    suck for a little while.
    Then it's going to
    suck a little less.
    And then one day that
    ring will just be a ring.
    You'll take it off and it'll just
    be something you used to wear.
    I hope so.
    Katie?
    He's supposed to be with Amber!
    Shit!
    I'm home!
    No, there's no
    room under the bed.
    No, I can see you.
    Go out the window.
    Go out the window.
    Honey?
    I'm not going out the window!
    No! You can't get in there.
    I'm ticklish.
    Hi, sweetie!
    You're home early!
    I canceled.
    What's all this?
    Oh, you know, sometimes
    I like to put on my dress.
    It's pretty.
    You do?
    You know when you just feel like,
    "Normal clothes are blah"...
    ...and you're just like,
    "I wish I had a costume!"
    You know when you get like that?
    No. Not really.
    Why don't you come to my
    investor dinner this weekend?
    We'll get dressed
    up and you can see...
    ...what I'm doing with
    all your great ideas.
    Okay!
    I'll get us some drinks.
    Scotch okay?
    That'd be perfect, thank you.
    Get out!
    Be careful.
    Hold on! Wait, wait!
    Ah!
    Sorry!
    Ow!
    Big year.
    Great job.
    Kate, you remember
    my partner, Nick.
    Yes! Hi.
    It's been ages.
    Good to see you again.
    This is Cece.
    Kate's the one who
    had the idea for
    SwipeSwitch.Com.
    Oh, my God! I am
    obsessed with that idea.
    I can't wait for
    the site to go up.
    Wow! Thank you.
    That really means a lot.
    She's my little idea factory.
    Maybe you should ask her
    about ServiceCircuit.
    Is that still
    circling the drain?
    More like the toilet. But the potential's
    there... we could make it work.
    How much?
    Two million.
    We'll talk about it.
    But if two million doesn't
    work, we shut it down.
    Thanks. I appreciate it.
    You made us a ton of money this year.
    Nobody bats a thousand.
    True.
    On that happy note,
    who needs a drink?
    I do.
    You want another?
    Sure.
    See you in a bit.
    She's lovely.
    She is.
    Is it serious?
    Uh, no.
    Well, I was sorry to hear
    about you and Julie.
    Me, too.
    But the lawyers say
    it's all very amicable.
    So fake it until you make it.
    Something like that.
    Katie!
    Come on.
    Oh, this is beautiful!
    Wow.
    Mmm.
    Whoa!
    Nice.
    This is pretty.
    Hmm.
    Hmm.
    Did you ever think
    when we had that shitty
    little apartment
    on Charles Street...
    ...we'd end up here?
    That wasn't a shitty apartment.
    That was a great apartment.
    Remember how tiny it was?
    And we had the bathroom
    in the kitchen?
    And every time I flushed the
    toilet, the shower got cold?
    I hated it.
    I loved that apartment.
    It just seems like everything
    was so simple then. You know?
    Mmm-hmm.
    I was happy.
    And I just wanted
    you to be happy.
    I am.
    Are you?
    You can tell me.
    I won't be mad.
    I wouldn't even
    be me without you.
    I might not always
    get it right, but...
    ...I'm exactly
    where I want to be.
    Do you promise?
    I'm so glad you're here.
    We have so much to tell you!
    Major breakthroughs.
    What is all this?
    Amber got Mark's password
    off the nanny cam.
    Hacked into his
    computer the night
    she was supposed to
    have sex with him.
    You saw him?
    He came over after work.
    Did you have sex?
    No!
    I know I said I would, but you looked
    so sad when I won, I couldn't.
    I chickened out and
    said I had Chlamydia!
    That's right, bitch!
    Chlamydia!
    He can't have sex till
    he finishes his Z-Pak!
    Mark's not just a cheating scumbag.
    He's a thief.
    Look what I found. This is a list
    of all the start-up companies...
    ...Mark's invested in. Three are
    offshore and one's a blind filing.
    No board of directors,
    a P.O. box for an address...
    ...and it's been operating at
    a total loss in the Bahamas.
    ServiceCircuit.
    That's not right. I heard about
    ServiceCircuit last night.
    They're putting
    more money into it.
    That's part of the con.
    We just need to find
    the bank he's using.
    I was with the board last night.
    They seem really happy.
    Mark is making them rich!
    He's stealing, Kate. Making money
    for them is the way he does it.
    Kate, what's going on?
    Nothing. I just think it's more
    complicated than we thought.
    You slept with him.
    One night, and you go
    back to being a Stepford?
    What am I supposed to do?
    He must have literally
    screwed your brains out!
    Maybe you just have to forgive
    people to move forward.
    But he didn't ask for
    forgiveness, did he?
    If you had something to lose, you'd
    understand how hard this is.
    Like what, a cheating
    husband of my own? Stop.
    Things shifted this weekend. It
    was different. You don't know.
    Really?
    What are you doing? Seeing
    if Mark wants to hang out.
    What's wrong with you?
    Everything!
    Everything is wrong with you.
    And I feel like an idiot
    for trusting you over him.
    I am done!
    Kate, wait.
    Nothing from Amber, either?
    No. And I feel like if Amber
    won't talk to me, then...
    ...obviously I
    did something wrong.
    I think you're
    being hard on yourself.
    I can't tell.
    I care so much,
    and then it just
    comes out so harsh.
    You know, what the hell do you know?
    You get it wrong all the time.
    Sorry.
    I'm usually a fun date.
    I am.
    I'm having fun.
    Not a lot of it, but some.
    You should think
    about being nicer to me...
    ...'cause I'm not certain
    I really like you yet.
    I think you like me.
    Do I?
    Hmm.
    I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
    Oh!
    Don't get too close to me.
    I'm getting sick.
    What's wrong?
    I went to the doctor.
    He gave me a Z-Pak.
    He said something nasty's going
    around, and you should take one, too.
    That's for you.
    A Z-Pak?
    But I'm not sick.
    That's why you take it beforehand.
    It's prophylactic.
    Oh, honey? I need you to
    sign some papers for me.
    If you could, do it today. No need to
    read it... it's just the usual stuff.
    It's boring stuff from the accountant.
    ServiceCircuit again.
    Plus, I'm traveling to Miami
    and the Bahamas.
    Did you just say something
    about the Bahamas?
    I'm sorry.
    Oh, I feel so awful.
    No, you were right about everything.
    And he's still lying to me.
    He's still treating
    me like I'm blind.
    You're not.
    I found this... wire transfer instructions
    for a company in the Bahamas.
    Mark is flying down this week.
    You said we just
    had to find out where
    he banks, so let's
    go to the Bahamas...
    ...and let's get him!
    Kate, I'm sorry, but I can't.
    I can't stay in this
    Mark moment forever.
    If I'm investigating him
    or I go to the Bahamas...
    ...then I'm still involved,
    and...
    ...and I just
    can't do that anymore.
    I'm sorry.
    No, okay.
    I get it. Okay.
    Okay. I just, um...
    Hey.
    Hmm?
    Thank you.
    For what?
    For basically forcing
    me to be your friend.
    You wanted to be friends, too.
    You just didn't know it.
    Yeah, well...
    You jumped out a window for me.
    You pushed me.
    I shoved you.
    Hard, too.
    Okay.
    I'll keep you in the loop?
    Okay.
    Bye.
    I'll be damned.
    Kate! Kate!
    You guys came!
    You think we could
    let a sister down?
    We're getting
    the band back together.
    Those bank transfers...
    ...were for Service Circuit. Guess
    whose signature is all over them?
    Mark's.
    No! Yours! You're the CEO.
    He used you to
    create the company
    and put everything in your name.
    He's neck-deep in
    fraud and if anything
    goes down, they'll
    come after you first!
    You're his fall guy!
    You could go to jail!
    I can't go to jail!
    No, no, no.
    Turn the car around!
    No one's going to jail.
    I am not Martha Stewart!
    I will wind up in Gen pop.
    Turn around.
    I can't join a gang! I don't
    know how to make shanks!
    I have soft hands and a small mouth.
    I will be the bottom!
    Where are you going?
    I don't want to
    make license plates!
    You won't go to jail.
    Turn the car around!
    Go back! Go back!
    My name's all over everything!
    That's the good news!
    Your name's on everything.
    What are you talking about?
    Do you know what she means?
    We need to find
    Mark and his bank.
    I know Mark is at
    the One and Only.
    Perfect, we're halfway there!
    You see him?
    Not yet.
    How do you know he's here?
    GPS does not lie.
    I think I see a dolphin!
    I got him! I got him!
    Right there.
    Twelve o'clock.
    Okay, what are we looking for?
    What's the clue?
    How about that clue?
    He's taken this
    shit international!
    Oh, come on.
    Every time I look through binoculars,
    he has another mistress.
    You think he has
    more than one here?
    Who cares? Where else has he
    traveled? Please don't tell me Thailand.
    Why can't he stuff it into
    a tube sock like a normal guy?
    I have so many
    lotions at the house.
    Oh, there it is...
    the end of the road.
    Well, if we don't
    leave until tomorrow,
    I say it's our turn to take
    this shit international.
    That was so much fun!
    So much fun!
    Can we get three punches,
    please?
    Three punches.
    Come join me.
    Me?
    Yeah, you.
    Come join me.
    What? No.
    Go.
    Who you sending the selfie to?
    I just started seeing someone.
    Mmm. Yeah?
    It's completely crazy, and I
    don't know where it's going...
    ...but we just
    have that twinkle.
    Right.
    I do know.
    You know what?
    The best thing to do is just
    not think about it too hard.
    As long as it works,
    it doesn't really matter why.
    Hey!
    Oh, God.
    Hi, can I help you?
    I can help you!
    Mark King to see Miss Whitten.
    Mark? Hi.
    Are you the famous Mark?
    I must be. You are...?
    Lydia.
    I get it.
    Things are coming into focus.
    Good things, I hope.
    Yeah, of course.
    Miss Whitten asked if you would
    wait in the conference room.
    Ah...
    Right this way.
    Ugh.
    Hi, Mark.
    Hi, Mark.
    Oh, boy.
    This is awkward.
    I want a divorce, Mark.
    No.
    Don't do this.
    I love you.
    It's too late for that.
    Please don't do this.
    Have I made mistakes?
    Yes. Big ones. Huge ones.
    Okay, but when you sleep
    with that many people...
    ...it's not a mistake, honey.
    It's pathological.
    It is.
    But we can work it out.
    I can change.
    You can help me.
    How many were there?
    Affairs?
    You're looking at it.
    Okay, one more. A couple, maybe.
    Uh... three.
    Five, maybe...
    What do you want me to say?
    I get more ass
    than a toilet seat!
    I'm insecure.
    I have issues.
    It's not like I cared
    about any of them.
    They were all flings,
    and they knew it.
    Except for Carly.
    We were exclusive.
    You told me you'd get a divorce
    and we'd move to Tuscany.
    I did say that, but nothing
    I ever told you was true.
    Mark, you're a real
    piece of shit.
    Yeah.
    And no matter how many women you
    sleep with, or cars you buy...
    ...nothing will be enough to
    fill the hole inside you...
    ...where
    something real should be.
    - You are an empty man.
    Mmm-hmm.
    If you weren't as
    disgusting as you were...
    ...I would have never known
    that I needed to change.
    Mmm-hmm.
    I realized that with you.
    You're so much better now.
    Thank you.
    Anyway, speaking of changes...
    What is this?
    Divorce papers.
    We valued everything
    you own, and...
    ...that number at the bottom
    is your joint net worth.
    You girls think
    you can shake me down
    for all my money, you're crazy.
    Not all. Just half. That's
    what equal partners get... 50%.
    Though we did have to
    significantly reduce your share.
    What is this?
    Why does it say zero?
    The money you stole
    from ServiceCircuit?
    I don't know
    anything about that.
    That's funny, neither did I.
    But apparently...
    ...I'm the CEO. I'm the CEO of
    several companies, actually.
    But sadly, I had to
    empty those accounts.
    Empty? What are
    you talking about? How...?
    We looked.
    That's what happens
    when you piss people off.
    What? You robbed me.
    You three girls robbed me.
    No way! I don't buy it.
    You don't have it
    in you to rip me off.
    You sure about that?
    Yes!
    Didn't you notice our skin?
    That nice Bahamian glow?
    Incredible.
    He didn't even notice!
    Honestly, Katie...
    ...I don't know
    what's going on with you,
    but for your sake,
    I hope you're lying.
    It's your signature
    all over those contracts.
    It's you who's liable.
    So don't threaten me, honey.
    Because if you did
    empty those accounts,
    you're the one
    going down, not me.
    We thought you might say that.
    Then Carly explained...
    ...a concept
    called restitution.
    Or payback. That's how
    we framed it with Nick.
    You framed it with Nick, now?
    You included Nick?
    Bullshit! Now I know you're...
    Hey, Nick!
    Hey, man! I... What?
    I don't know what they told you.
    They're having some kind
    of group breakdown.
    They didn't tell me anything.
    They showed me.
    It's over. I'm getting my ideas
    direct from the factory now.
    What? From her?! Is this some kind of joke?
    You're firing me?
    Firing you is the least of it. The only
    reason you're not going to prison...
    ...is because your wife
    repaid all the money.
    Oh, no, no, no.
    You're all lying.
    It's bullshit. It's bullshit!
    Global bullshit! I call bullshit!
    Bullshit!!!!
    My wife's not some
    criminal mastermind.
    She needs freakin' brain camp!
    That's my money!!!
    Mark, you're not
    a very nice person.
    Shut up!!
    Get away. Get away, get away!
    That can't be right.
    It's a trick!
    No!
    No, no, no, no!
    That's my money!
    You won't get away with this.
    You won't get away with this!!!!
    Excuse me.
    Oh, oh, oh! Hey! Hey!
    Hey, buddy!
    I'm here! Stop!
    It's already hooked.
    It's barely in the red!
    It's already in the air, guy.
    That's a $300,000 car, asshole!
    You can afford it, then.
    Welcome to New York.
    You get back here!
    See?! This! This!
    You mother...
    Huh, could this day
    get any worse? Really?!!
    What?
    Next time, call a plumber.
    There she is!
    What a cute dress!
    Thank you!
    Hi.
    Can I make a toast?
    Here's to having friends...
    ...friends that
    love every part of you.
    And though it
    brought us together,
    let's never sleep
    with the same guy again.
    Good idea. Never.
    Ever.
    Cheers.

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