- And your mother called. Are you still on vacation ? - No.
- Then you're here ? - Yes.
Thank you for clearing that up, sir.
And your ex-wife called. She wants to know when you're coming to pick up your son.
Oh, l'm such a shit !
[ Phone Ringing ]
- Hello. - Audrey ?
Fletcher, hi. Are you still picking Max up from school today ?
Here's the thing. l really can't !
l had a case l was certain would settle, and it didn't, and l have to go to court.
- Right. - It's true ! l really want to see Max today !
[ Softly ] l really do.
Uh-huh, but things iust keep coming up at the last minute.
- Yes, but this time it's different. - l see. How is that ?
- Now l'm telling the truth. - And last night you weren't. Well, what were you doing ?
Having sex !
Well, l hope that it was with someone very special.
No ! That's the thing. l don't even like her, but she's a partner.
l thought l could help my career by makin' her squeal. [ Screams ]
Aah !
What's wrong with me ?
l'm getting what l deserve. l'm reaping what l sow. l'm--
[ Children Chattering ]
- Is Dad still picking me up ? - No, Max, he's not.
l'm sorry, but l'm gonna pick you up, okay ?
l'll work it out.
l guess my wish didn't come true.
- What wish ? - l wished that for just one day Dad couldn't tell a lie.
[ Bell Ringing ]
Max ?
l have something important to talk to you about, okay ?
- Okay. - Okay.
[ Phone Ringing ]
- Hello ? - Audrey ! Let me explain. Something has happened to me.
Well, something else is about to happen to you. Max and l are moving to Boston.
- What ? - Jerry has asked me to marry him,
and Max and l are going this weekend to look at houses.
l thought it was semiserious !
lt's iust been given a violent shove into serious.
You can't move to Boston; l'll never see Max !
You'll have the same relationship you have with him now, won't you ?
- Where are you ? - l'm going home.
When you get there, iust stay there. l'm comin' over. We have to talk.
- Fletcher ! - l'll be right there.
- Hey, Mr. Reede-- - # La, la, la, la #
# La, la, la, la ##
## [ Singing Nonsense ]
[ Bell Dings ]
- Fletcher. - Holy hell !
You can run, but you can't hide.