Date With an Angel

Yes, his time has come.

Now, remember what you've been taught.

Bring him home with love.

Have a safe journey, my child.

- Arrivederci. - Bonne chance, ma belle.

Allons.

Good luck, kid.

Sayonara.

Albert, just wait a minute... I think I broke my shoe.

Why are you always stalling? Come on, let's move it. - I... don't talk to me in that tone of voice.

- Hup, 2, 3. - Ohh.

Just a little, thank you... now, what it comes down to grace, is basics.

If your stepson applies himself, he can climb that success ladder

just as quickly as I did.

See, there is no stopping a man who is determined.

- Isn't that right, Ben? - Oh, right. Ed you're so right.

- Whoo! Hi there, Patty. - Hi, Patty.

- Hi. - Oh, Patty,

Patty, oh, I'm so happy for you and... I'm sorry.

- Jim. - Oh, yes. Jim. Have you set the date yet?

- Yes, it looks like... - Look at this girl. Such a face.

I feel horrible about this foul weather ruining your engagement party.

Oh, well, it just brings us all closer together, don't you think?

Will you excuse me? I seem to have lost my fiancé.

Oh, Patty, get a good hold on that one. He's quite a catch.

Yes. I'd be afraid someone would steal him away.

I'd like to see 'em try.

Ah!

- Hi... oh, thank you. - Congratulations.

From what my daughter tells me, your son has the makings of a great salesman.

Now, that is long-term security for the boy,

not this musician stuff.

Ah, here she comes, daddy's little star.

Oh, have I showed you the artwork for our new campaign?

Wait till you see this... this is just something. - Daddy.

- Oh, look at her. - Ohh.

Here, hold this up, Ben, so everybody can see

my little, ethereal beauty.

So damn proud. First, she becomes the face for our new cosmetic line,

and then my one

and my only one

- gonna become a bride. - Mm.

Your boy better treat my little Princess right, Ben... or else.

- It's my little pattycat here. - Ok, enough.

Have you seen Jim? I can't seem to find him anywhere.

Sure, last time I saw him, old al cirimele was chewing his ear off in the kitchen.

Al is the best sales rep we've got, and Jim is gonna be on his team.

Will you all excuse me, please?

Hello, Patricia.

- Mr. Winston, sir. - Aldridge, what are you doing here?

I know this isn't the time to talk business, sir, but gleason said you did wanna know

the marketing results of the ethereal beauty line.

Oh, yes, I certainly do. Well...

Pretty bad...

Sir.

Honey. In case no one told you, the party has moved inside

due to the bad weather.

That's funny. Nobody said a word to me.

- You think I should be offended? - This is embarrassing.

Everybody is gonna think that I'm marrying a man who doesn't have enough sense

to come in out of the rain. Maybe everybody doesn't know what they're missing.

This is called a romantic interlude.

Come out and interlude with me?

Um.

- You're making me mad... I'm going in. - No, wait!

Sanders on first base. Looks like he's going for second,

and there he goes! Sanders has stolen second base.

And Sanders looks like he's gonna go for third, but wait.

The play is to third base. It looks bad for Sanders.

It's a pickle. He's caught between second and third base.

There's the base, there's the toss,

and Sanders is safe at third.

- Are you coming in or not? - Is Sanders coming in or not?

That seems to be the question of the evening.

There's the pitch. It's a perfect bunt down the first-base line.

His fans are cheering him in: "Go! Go! Go!"

They're going crazy. They're on their feet. They're at the window.

Uh!

Heh... hi, um... we'll be in in one second, okay?

I hope you have some way of explaining this to them, because I don't.

We could tell them I start spring training tomorrow.

No.

You okay? You still have that headache?

- No, no, I'm fine, I'm fine. - Come on, slugger.

I'll dry you off and get you some more aspirin, but, Jim...

- I know. I know. I know. - What?

- No more fun tonight. - Right.

Come on, honey.

Ahh!

All right, listen up, you scum!

Shut off that crap!

- Oh! - Oh!

- Ha! Smooth move, man. - All right. You've got something we want.

- If we get it, nobody gets hurt. - What the hell is this?

You want a free demonstration?

All right! We want a hostage!

Take that guy! Get him!

- Oh, dear god! - Whoo!

- Whoo! Whoo! - Ahh!

- All right... - Shut up, or I'll grease your friends here!

Come on. Come here.

You want to see your friend alive again, cooperate when we call.

Ben, do something.

Nobody move, nobody gets hurt.

- I change my mind. Catch! - Ahh!

Pin!

- Let's get the hell out of here! - What'd you do?

Don't ask... just go, go, go!

- Ahh! - It's all right, it's all right, don't panic.

I'll get it. It's probably them.

- Yes? - Good evening, sir. Can you tell me

what sound a rubber grenade makes? Sorry... time's up.

The correct answer is...

Ow! Ha ha ha! Whoo!

Ooh! Ha ha hal come on, Georgie, go!

Beautiful!

Jerks

- hey! - This is the worst thing you ever done, George!

The worst? Why, I oughta...

For a nonprofit scam, this was all-time.

All-time? Do you have any idea what you've done?

He's hot! He's hot! Cool him off! Cool him off!

- Firel - Just wait till you see the real party

- we have going back at casa hymie. - No!

- Yes. - No, not at my place, not the party ninjas.

- It's your bachelor party. - Surprise!

Yeah, come on, Sanders. How's about a little appreciation up here?

- I'll give you some appreciation, George. - Hey! Hey!

Somebody! Anybody!

Help!

Miss?

Miss? Hey, huh?

Oh, come on.

A phone, phone, phone. Where's the phone?

911, 911, 911.

Great.

Wow.

Hi.

Oh, I'm sorry, I...

I didn't mean to be too...

Can I get you something to...?

How about something for your...?

Oh, boy... uh, maybe I should...

- Oh! - Ahh!

Oh, it's broken.

Well, don't worry. We'll get somebody to look at it.

I promise, I'll take care of everything... I'll just call a doctor or a...

Veterinarian... oh, no, no.

No, I'm sorry... I mean, I'm...

Married... um, I mean, not married, I... I... I'm engaged, which is, you know,

it's, uh,

just as bad... I mean, it's... I'm...

I'm... I'm dreaming.

I mean, I must be dreaming... if I'm dreaming, then there's nothing to feel guilty about, right?

So, uh, go ahead.

Knock yourself out.

Coming... ugh!

I don't believe this.

I know... I know I overslept.

I hope you had pleasant dreams.

- Well, as a matter of fact... - Jim, this isn't funny.

Daddy is furious over last night.

Honey, I thought I explained everything when I called.

Yeah, you also said that you would be over first thing in the morning

- with an apology for him. - You're absolutely right... I'm sorry.

- Sorry. - All right, well, I should at least call him

- and tell him that you... - Uh, no, no, no.

Actually, the place is a little messy from last night.

Actually, uh, more than a bit... I don't think you want to see this.

Okay... all right, so, we'll see you in half an hour.

- Okay. - Okay, and, Jim, please, don't be late.

There's some sort of problem going on at the company, and daddy is in a real poo-poo mood.

- Okay, I promise... I'll hurry. - Okay.

All right.

Thanks, guys.

Move it, jerks!

You guys, uh... you guys don't think she was just a tad angry with us, do you?

- Nah. - Nah.

Oh, my god.

You're real.

Ouch.

Jim!

This is your wake-up call.

- Continental breakfast. - Listen, um...

- Jim! - Wait a minute, uh...

- Stay there, stay there... no, no, no. - Jimbob!

- Don't move... don't go anywhere. - Come on, Sanders!

Hide. Hide, okay? Hide. Just hide.

- Hide. - Hey, open the door!

Open up... how!

Jimbob! Come on, Sanders!

Maybe he's on the throne.

- Hi... hi. - Hi.

- Hey. - What's going on?

- You tell us. - I was just leaving.

I'm gonna go meet up with Patty.

- Yeah, we just saw her. - Great gal.

Not even remotely upset about last night.

Oh, yeah? Terrific... well, listen, guys, I'm in a bit of a hurry, so do me a favor.

- Why don't you walk me out, okay? Come on. - Well, we came over to help you clean up.