Magnificent, aren't they?
God's tears.
Yeah.
It's beautiful.
So are the others. I, uh...
I guess I just... have to make the right decision.
In the end, it's not your eye that must decide.
Yeah.
Did Rebecca call?
Yeah. She'll be at the restaurant in an hour to take you to the airport.
I put your tickets, passport, and your new cell phone in your briefcase
and Hong will be there in ten minutes.
Thanks. See you in four days.
The second you land,
those guys are gonna start poking and prodding to see what you're made of.
Are you sure I'm the right guy for this, Walter?
I'm no good at this corporate stuff, I hate flying--
and isn't this Bob's thing, anyway?
Bob? Come on, you're gonna be fine.
Just don't eat anything that wears a collar,
and if you need me, I'll be on the beach in Cozumel screening my calls.
Look...this is a big break for you.
But I'm giving you this account because I think you're the right man for the job.
Besides, you're gonna be a member of the family soon, right?
Going down, please.
Oh. Matthew, keep away from the bang-bang girls
or Rebecca will kick my ass, all right?
Matty.
- Matty! - Luke! Hey, man.
- How are you, man? - I'm good. How are you?
Really good. Really good. Good to see you. You look great.
Thanks, man. I mean, I do.
You still doing that whole advertising thing in New York?
I moved back.
- When did you get back? - Two months ago.
Two months? What are you doing?
You don't call your friend? You could've called me.
I know. I just--I moved back with a girl that I met in New York
and I'm working for her brother, and it's...
That sounds serious.
Maybe. I don't know. We'll see.
You look very serious. Look at you.
I know, man.
Hold on!
Listen, man, I gotta go to a meeting.
Yeah, I need to probably move my car, too.
And then I'm going to China tonight.
- China? That's weird. - Yeah, I know.
Let me give you a call when I get back. Monday?
Yeah, sounds good--shut up!
All right, look, here's my card. Don't wait two years--call me!
The old shop.
- All right? - I will, man.
You look good. That's a nice tie.
Good to see you.
Are you done? Come on!
He's very impressed with what you've done,
and he assures you that when you get to China,
you'll be met with much enthusiasm and support.
Thank you very much.
Some champagne, please. Excuse me.
Excuse you.
Matthew is a, uh, photographer. Beautifully, wonderfully creative man.
And here's my favorite sister.
His only sister.
Mr. Hong, Ms. Chin, this is my sister Rebecca.
Hey, Sweetie. How are you?
As you can see,
Matthew has managed to make himself indispensable even away from the office.
Here, Sweetie. Just take one of these to help you sleep on the plane.
Mr. Hong would like to propose a toast.
Oh, yes.
To a long and prosperous marriage...
of our two companies.
Are you okay?
Yeah.
Um, excuse me. I'm gonna go make a phone call.
I'll be right back.
Excuse me, can I have the check, please.
Just a minute!
Sorry.
No, you listen! And I don't feel like calming down.
It's over, okay? That's why I wanted to meet.
No, actually I don't think it was an accident.
It's in the paper!
I don't ever want to see you again, Daniel.
Stop following me, or I'll call the police!
Lisa.
Lisa!
Whoa. Hey, come on.
Are you all right?
I pissed her off.
You wanna put that on this card, please?
Oh! This stupid...
Need some help there, Mare?
- What's up? - It's so frustrating.
I just can't work out why there's no sound.
I just...
Matthew? Hello?
Anybody home?
I'll take this one, if you want.
Knock yourself out, kid.
Oh, my God.
Shit.
- They wanna know how long--hey! - Mary, I'll be right back.
- Sorry. - Where are you going?!
Oh, sorry!
- Hey, guys. - Hey, Lisa.
See you inside.
Hey.
- Probably time to go, right? - Yes.
Okay.
Pre-boarding call for flight 752 to Munich.
All passengers should board at this time at gate 5-A
I guess, uh, this is it.
Are you sure nothing's wrong?
No. No, I'm fine.
Okay. Well, call me when you get there.
Okay. I will.
I love you.
Me, too.
Bye.
Your attention. please.
This is the final boarding call forAmerican Airlines flight 153
service to Shanghai.
All passengers should now be boarding at gate 1 0-B.
Matthew Simon. S-l-M-O-N.
Shit.
Yeah.
Yeah. No, he's not on the plane.
He's...
He's sick.
No, he's very sick. He has food poisoning.
No, he'll be there in the next couple of days.
Lisa?
All right.
Hello?
Lisa?
Here. sweetie. Just take one of these to help you sleep on the plane.
That line--what it does to your calf-- that is what we call sexy.
Wanna try pink? Hmm?
- Okay. - Okay. Have a seat.
Hey. There you are. Where you been?
You look like shit. I hope she was worth it.
Hey, do we have a size ten in pink?
Yeah, in the back.
- Hey, Ellie. - Hey.
- I gotta talk to you. - Lady Dragon Shoes.
Ow. So, who is she?
You wouldn't believe me.
Betcha I do. I probably even know her. What's her name?
That's the thing.
You don't know her name? Oh, man.
I know that she's a dancer.
You mean, like a stripper?
No, shithead. Like a real dancer.
Oh, God. I love a dancer's body. Ooh.
But her face is like...
Her eyes...
...and her...skin is just...
She just makes me all...
What is "wha" and "duh"? She just makes you more inarticulate than usual.
You are obsessed, which I don't understand.
I mean, I don't know how you decide on just one.
I mean, my customer over there-- she's got great legs. Ellie.
All right? There is something hot about Ellie.
The blonde at the window.
I mean, come on.
What are you doing?
Matty, are you all right?
Lady Dragon Shoes. Can I help you?
The blonde?
What are you doing?
Give me some shoes.
- Shoes? - Yeah.
Got lots of shoes.
I'm sorry I took so long. Pink. It's my last pair.
Could I help you with anything?
Yes.
Those shoes in the window.
The black ones with the red sole.
I'd like to try them on, please.
The blacks and reds. Okay.
I'll just go in the back and get them for you.
That's where we keep them-- in the back--so...
I'll be right back.
Uh, Matty?
Maybe you'd like to ask the lady what size shoe she wears.
- Right. - 8 1/2.
Like Fellini.
Right.
I mean his movie, not his shoe size. I don't know his shoe size, obviously.
8 1/2.
Shit.
What was that?
Fellini! What the hell was I thinking?
I have no idea.
But you were right about one thing. God, she's beautiful.
And you, my man, are an idiot.
All right, look. Here's the thing, all right?
You've obviously blown it, she obviously hates you,
so you stay right here and let the man take a shot.
- Shut up. Give me the shoes. - All right. Go.
Just remember-- you're not funny.
Here we go. Black and red.
What do you think?
They're too big.
Too big? Really?
Luke, these are 9 1/2s.
I'm sorry. That's the smallest size we have.
Oh, well. Too bad.
Not--you know... not necessarily.
We can order these for you.
Special order. And, uh-- I can, uh, if you leave your number,
I can give you a call personally when they come in.
Do you normally spy on people?
What?
Are you really gonna tell me that you're a huge fan of modern dance?
Look, I've never done anything like that before.
Honestly--could you let me take you out for a cup of coffee and explain?
I don't think so.
I'll stay on my side of the table. I promise.
Just call me when the shoes come in, okay?
Listen, I'm not what you think I am, okay?
Shit.
"Tomorrow night. 6:00. Café Tangiers on Kinzie.
Now you won't have to follow me. "
Well, my parents eventually split up, and my mom moved back to Prague.
But my dad's still here. He lives in California.
I wish I was in California right now.
So, why did you want to become a photographer?
Fish.
Tropical fish, actually.
When I was a kid, I used to go to the library and pick out all the books...
...with tropical fish, you know.
Beautiful colors and shapes.
When I was eight years old, I realized someone had to take pictures of the fish.
And I wanted that to be me.
But I grew up and I realized that...
things don't have to be extraordinary to be beautiful.
The ordinary could be just as beautiful.
Like what?
Well...
Like--you see the couple there?
Look at the way the girl is holding on to him so tight.
But he can still drink his coffee.
It looks like she feels safe wrapped around him.
And if you believe that, I'll tell you another one.
Take my picture.
I feel beautiful tonight.
Bye.
Okay.
- Hi. - Hi.
Ma'am?
I have your dry cleaning.
Shit.
Hey, you're not in China.
I didn't make it past O'Hare.
- What happened? - I found Lisa.
Whoa.
Here it is.
This is the article she left behind.
The funeral's today.
I can't believe you're blowing off Shanghai for this.
This isn't actually Lisa. This is a compact.
What about your woman? What's her name, anyway?
Rebecca.
Yeah, I mean, isn't-- Matt. Matt!
Shit.
Is it broke?
You superstitious?
God, I am so stupid. Here, give it to me--
- No, no. It's okay. - I'm sorry.
You're right. This doesn't make any sense.
One minute I'm looking at rings, and the next I'm here, doing this.
Whoa. Whoa, looking at rings?
I didn't realize you were that serious.
Apparently, I'm not.
See, that's how the universe works.
The minute you make a decision-- you decide on anything--
along comes temptation.
What would you do?
Keep them both and hope they didn't find out about each other is what I would do.
That's perfect. Asshole.
I have to find out why she left.
She got scared. Everyone gets scared.
No, not Lisa. She wouldn't have left without an explanation.
Without some sort of letter or a call or something.
She's not like that.
Something must've happened, and whatever it was--
Screwed you up big time.
I know she loved me.
So let me borrow your keys, okay?
Why?
The funeral's today. It's the only lead I've got.
Oh...my car.
- Come on. - Okay. I know. I'm sorry.
You just have to be back by 7:00.
I will. Thank you.
I've got a date.
You got a date?
Yeah, I got a date.
With who?
This actress that came into my shop a couple weeks ago, and, uh...
God, I like her a lot, so please do not be late with my car.
I won't be. 6:00. I'll be back by 6:00, okay?
"Lisa. I've been trying to find you.
I have your powder case. Call me at--"
Excuse me?
What can I do for you?
I found a hotel key in the back yesterday.
A woman left it. I don't know if you saw her.
She fell right over there. Broke her heel.
Yesterday? Yeah, that's right. I remember.
You wanted to leave the keys with me?
No. Actually, l, uh...
could you give her this note if she comes back in here?
- No problem. - Thanks a lot.
Sure.
Lisa!
"Lisa. I returned your key as you asked.
"You must let me see you if only for one last time.
"Call me. My heart can't stand it.
All my love. Daniel. "
Shit.
- Ass. - I'm so sorry.
- Hey, I could explain. - You are an asshole.
Do me a favor-- don't ask me for any more favors.
Come on. Luke...
I found her. I think I found her. I found her apartment, anyway.
I'm really happy for you, Matty.
I left a note under her door to meet me at the park tomorrow.
Guess you guys should have a picnic.
Jesus, man. I said I was sorry.
My entire evening is screwed.
Look, I'm not really that late, brother.
Alex doesn't wait for anyone. Trust me. I've already left three messages.
Well, why didn't you take a cab?
'Cause I was waiting for you. I was waiting for my car.
Luke, it's not that late. You can still drive over there.
Go over there? And do what? Throw little pebbles up at her window?
She's gone. It's over. Just forget it.
Maybe not.
I hope, for our friendship, this is who I want it to be.
Want to see how cool I am? Three rings.
Hello?
Hey, how's it goin'?
Oh, I'm so sorry. Did you get my messages?
No, I lent my car to my buddy Matt, and he was a little late coming home.
No, sure. He's right here. Hold on a sec.
She wants to talk to you.
Fix it. You have to fix it.
Hello?
He's full of shit. isn't he?
Yeah, he's full of shit, all right.
Yeah. I knew it.
He didn't lend me his car. I took it.
I stole his keys.
That's good.
Why would you do that?
Because I'm a selfish idiot.
And I had this whole thing going on that...
I don't wanna bore you with it.
Please. I insist.
Okay.
Well, um...
I was looking for somebody. A woman.
I wasn't thinking.
Got a little desperate.
Oh. I'm sorry.
No.
I should be apologizing to you.
And I am apologizing to you. I'm very sorry that I ruined your evening.
Did you find her?
I think so. Yeah. I found where she lives.
Well. you should go back. and you should look for her.
I think I will. Thanks.
You're boring now. Give me the phone.
- Okay, Alex. I gotta go. - Nice to talk to you.
Nice to talk to you, too. Bye-bye.
She's nice, man.
Thanks.
Hello?
Okay. Why don't I just-- I'll pick you up at the theater.
I think not so, my lord.
Dear lad, believe it,
for they shall yet belie thy happy years to say thou art a man.
Prosper well in this,
and thou shalt live as freely as thy lord to call his fortunes thine.
I'll do my best to woo your lady...
...and yet a barful strife.
Whoe'er I woo, myself would be his wife.
Alex, what's going on?
What do you mean?
Well, I'm sitting in the audience and I'm getting nothing.
I figured maybe I'm missing something, so I come, I take a closer look.
But you know what? I'm still not buying it.
What the hell's the matter with you today?
Look, the line, "Whoe'er I woo, myself would be his wife"
defines your character.
You're in love with this guy,
and he is asking you to help him get another woman!
You're upset, you're confused, it's tearing you up inside!
We've gotta see the love, but we've also gotta see the agony.
You have been in love before, haven't you?
Yes. Sure.
Oh, good. Well, please, share a little something with us, huh?
God. you sound so close. Can't believe you're 7.000 miles away.
I know. It's crazy, isn't it?
How's the weather?
I don't know. It's still dark out.
Isn't it. Iike. 10: 00 in the morning there?
I--you know what?
I'm so zonked, I didn't even open the blinds yet, and, uh...
you know what--it's actually a really nice day out, now that I see it.
Are you sure nothing's wrong?
No. I'm just a little out of it, that's all.
Well. you better get in it. because today's meeting is very important.
You'll be fine. honey. I'll speak to you later. okay?
I miss you. Bye.
"Lisa. I found your powder case.
"I have to see you.
"Meet me tomorrow at 3 : 00. our usual spot.
Matt. "
Hello?
Lisa?
Fuck.
Lisa?
Jesus Christ! I'm sorry. It's okay.
I'm calling the police! Where's the phone?
No! Don't call the police! I'm not gonna hurt you.
- Get away from me! - Okay! Okay! Calm down!
Calm down. It's okay.
I'm a friend of Lisa's.
A friend of Lisa's?
Yeah.
Is that supposed to be funny?
No. You can ask her when she comes, okay?
I'm Lisa. I live here.
Your name's Lisa?
Yeah.
And you live here?
Yeah.
No...
- I'm calling the cops. - No, wait. Don't.
Hey, you see that letter there?
- You wrote that? - Yeah.
You were at Bellucci's on Monday.
Yeah...I was.
And you had a room at The Drake, room 679?
Yeah.
How'd you know that?
I can't believe I did this.
I'm going crazy. Here.
That's yours.
It's broken.
I'd be happy to pay for it. You know, my bad luck.
Wait.
Your hand.
It's bleeding.
It's all right.
I got this.
No, l... I'll fix it. I'm a nurse.
Okay.
Thank you.
You know, at the restaurant,
I would've bet anything you were this girl I used to know.
But now seeing you here, you don't really look that much like her at all.
Must be hallucinating.
I was crazy about her.
So, what about the, uh... what's-his-name in the Cadillac?
- Daniel. - Yeah. What's his story?
He's been stalking me.
He scares the hell out of me.
That's why I was staying in the hotel-- because I didn't want him to find me.
I hope he didn't follow you here.
I don't think so. No.
How's your hand?
It's okay.
I wasn't even hungry or anything.
Actually, you know what?
Thank you for everything.
For the bandage...
...not calling the cops...
...not beating me to death with the little bronze ballerina, or...
You're leaving?
Yeah.
I'm late, you know.
Very late, actually, for China, so...
China. That's funny.
That's what my friend said, too.
Well, maybe you should wait.
I can't. I mean... I gotta go.
Do you really think planes are still taking off this late?
What are you doing?
I'm scared.
Of him.
I haven't stayed alone here since his wife died, and...
Would you mind if you stayed?
Lisa, you don't even know me. I broke into your apartment--
I know. I know. I know.
But--don't take this the wrong way, but I just think you're a nice guy.
That's all.
Okay.
Good.
Where does a nice guy sleep?
A nice guy sleeps on the couch.
What are you doing?
I'm watching you sleep.
Lisa!
Hey, how are you?
What are you doing here?
I gotta talk to you.
Now?
Yeah, it's kind of important.
Wanna go get a drink or something? It's freezing out here.
- Okay. - Okay? Come on.
My friend gave my stuff to this head of the agency, and...
he liked it.
So...
he offered me a job in New York.
That's great.
It'll help me pay my rent, but...
But what? Why not?
Move in with me.
I--I know it's only been a couple of months, but I just, um...
You're the reason I don't wanna move to New York.
I wanna make my life here with you.
Look, I'm really late for rehearsal. Can we talk about this tomorrow?
Sure.
Matthew, trust me, okay?
Just meet me tomorrow in the park. Same time.
Bye.
Have you seen Lisa?
Lisa?
She's gone on a European tour of Cabaret.
It all happened real fast.
They came to our rehearsal and just picked her out, and she was gone.
Like...did she say anything before she left?
Like what?
Like, uh...
Cool. Thanks.
Okay.
- Hi. - Hi.
You want a cup of coffee?
Yeah, sure. Thanks.