Trial and Error

The Lombardo deposition's been moved to Thursday.

Bankstead needs you to file the briefs on Himmelstein.

Your fiancee wants to sign off on the new draft of the vows.

Yes... No... Well, whatever she wants.

OK. You got the continuance on Petramco Oil.

Mark says we'll have to redraft the Olsen petition...

and the caterers suggest adding seafood to the buffet.

What kind of seafood?

Shellfish, I believe.

They could circulate more canapes.

No. It's fine.

Tell David it's only a reply brief.

Have Pickering handle the Petramco deposition...

and find that Oklahoma precedent in Himmelstein.

And tell that furniture guy my desktop should be burl...

Antique burl with a satin finish.

Got it.

Charlie, this is unbelievable.

Wow. This place is big enough to drive a car around in, huh?

Boy, look at this view.

- Yeah, I know. - Wow.

Look at this. What have you got here?

- That's not mine. - Oh, I see.

- Hey, how you doing? - Yeah, there they go.

- Man, when did you get in here? - Couple days ago.

Wow. What was it, a wedding present?

No. They made me partner.

That's great. That's even better, huh?

- Thank you very much. - You got the big desk.

Why don't you...

Oh, well, yes, of course.

And another thing, Higgins! You're fired!

I had a pretty good audition, too.

Some big agents. They really like me, Charlie.

You didn't do your Mafia thing?

This is one of my favorite scenes...

from "Blood in the Family."

Hello, Tony.

Well, I came by because I needed to talk to you...

because I love her.

I'm not so sure that you can understand that.

So that's the way it's gonna be, huh?

You're gonna put Moe on me and Sal on me?

Yeah, well, come on. Give it to me, Moe, Sal.

Come on, you guys are good at that, huh?

Come on!

Why shouldn't I do the Mafia thing?

- You shouldn't, Charlie. - It's good.

I loved her, Tony.

It was good.

Tiffany's gonna be here any second for lunch.

I want to go over the bachelor party.

- What? - The bachelor party.

"Official Duties of the Best Man."

This thing is hilarious.

I have to provide you with shelter...

and I have to meet your emotional needs...

leading up to the nuptials.

Hello, Ricky.

Oh, hello, Tiffany.

I gotta say you are already looking...

And with so few days to go...

I think you're peaking at just the right moment.

- Thank you. - Too soon to kiss the bride?

Yeah, I think we should wait.

- Charles. - Yeah.

If you don't decide on a boutonniere...

they won't be able to make them in time.

That means there aren't going to be any boutonnieres.

That means I'm going to relate to you...

in a way that Dr. Pearlstein told us to avoid.

- Right, right. - Don't want that.

- Could we... - Sorry. Want some privacy?

Go ahead.

I'm really very worried about this, Charles.

Darling, I have known Richard since I was nine years old.

He's not the most tactful guy in the world...

but he's decent and reliable...

and he won't ruin the most important day of our lives.

OK, OK, he may not be totally reliable...

but he is thoughtful.

Well, he can be thoughtful.

Look, he's my oldest friend in the world...

and I really want him to be my best man.

- My father hates him. - I'll deal with your father.

- Yes, sir. - Hi, Daddy.

- Follow me! - Yes, sir. Right away.

Go get 'em.

Paradise Bluff? Excuse me, sir.

I need you there by eight o'clock tomorrow morning.

And where is that, exactly?

Nevada. Some pathetic little cow town.

My wife's cousin got indicted for fraud.

The guy's a creep, but Edna's got this family thing.

So, what, you want me to defend him, sir?

No, Tuttle, a continuance.

You'll be in and out in five minutes.

With the wedding and all, sir...

there's the caterer, the band, the boutonnieres...

Screw the boutonnieres. I need this to go away.

It's a family matter, and you're family now.

Listen, Ricky, I hate to tell you this...

but something's come up.

I really can't do that bachelor party now.

- What? - I got to go out of town.

- Where? - Paradise Bluff, Nevada.

But the bachelor party is tonight.

That's what I'm saying. We can't do the bachelor party.

- Oh, Charlie, come on. - I know.

I planned a whole...

a whole bachelor party.

We'll do something after the honeymoon.

That's not the same.

Look, do you want me to throw you a party?

- Sure, I do. - Really?

'Cause I need to know that.

Yes, please, throw me a party.

I gotta go.

For he's a jolly good fellow

For he's a jolly good fellow

For he's a jolly good fellow

Which nobody can deny

What's going on?

It's your bachelor party!

Who are these guys?

They're from my acting class.

Please, I can't...

Come on. We drove halfway across the desert.

We drove like hell to beat you here.

Come on, Charlie. If it weren't for me...

all you'd ever do is work. One drink.

Hi, boys.

We'll have a pitcher of beer and B-52's all around.

I'll have a Chivas, please.

He'll have a Chivas.

What the heck? I'm having one, too.

Everybody have one, huh?

- We're out of Chivas. - What?

You're out? You're a bar.

How about a Manhattan?

Yeah, sure.

Do you want a Manhattan or a Paradise Manhattan?

I like the sound of that.

Give my friend a Paradise Manhattan!

OK, OK, OK!

Shots and suds for the rest?

Yes, please. Thank you very much.

Hey, Jim, you know how to make a Manhattan?

That's just great.

You know what? This might be the best Manhattan I've ever...

You know what it is?

No, I'll tell you. It's unusual.

That's what... We should get some more of these.

You want another one?

I think we could handle, you know, another one...

real soon.

Yeah. Whoo! Party's on, huh?

I said, "Bullshit.

"You either testify...

"or I'm gonna drag your ass into court with a subpoena."

I'll take care of this.

God, I really hate this, don't you?

This whole ritual.

What do I say that doesn't make me some jerk...

just trying to pick up on you?

You know what I miss?

TV.

Just lying on a sofa with someone, watching TV.

Popcorn, blanket...

Sometimes I think that intercourse is overrated.

You know?

'Cause I'm a hugger.

I can hug, I can kiss all day long.

This isn't quite it.

It's good, though.

I don't know. Maybe a little sweeter.

Jackpot!

That's my slot machine.

Hey, no one was playing it. Back off.

I just quit to take a piss.

Hey, easy. Maybe I can be of some help here.

I hate being the one to tell you...

but the law is on his side.

Prior use of the machine...

is not determinative of possessory interest.

Are you a lawyer?

Did you see that?

Aggravated assault!

That's four years in the state pen!

Aw, Charlie, I'm so sorry, man.

Yeah, don't forget.

Give him one of these every three hours.

Yeah, OK. I'm not gonna forget.

Hey, we gotta go.

Yeah, OK, all right. You guys take it easy.

- Drink a lot of coffee. - Later, man.

Court tomorrow.

Just a continuance.

I know it's just a continuance, but the doctor said...

Come on, Charlie, will you lay back?