Man Trouble

Miss Spruance. Miss Spruance.

Would you like to show me where it's marked “smearing“ here?

- Because, I swear, I don't see it. - Sorry, I didn't know I was.

Also, I'd be mildly content if I could have a

little less delirious self-appreciation...

and some small regard for remaining somewhere

in the vicinity of the goddamn note.

- I wasn't smearing. - Okay. Come on.

No. I'm telling you, this is personally motivated.

Now, since I moved out, he's been doing this.

Now if our lovely soprano would like to stop grumbling for a moment...

I'd like to take it once again.

- Self-appreciation, my ass. - Pardon me?

I said, fine. Let's do it again.

Bar five,

- No kidding? Is that where you're playing? - Yeah.

He never says, “Honey, I love you. You doing great job."

I feel he don't respect me as person...

and I'm just not happy with stature of our relationship.

Mm-hmm. I hear you. Now, I want you to look at Harry, tell him how you feel.

I feel like he's not plugged into my needs.

I'm not getting enough the positive feedback.

Just look at him shake his head.

Well, now, let's see what he wants to say here.

Harry, how do you feel when she brings out this material?

Well, I feel like she overheats on every little issue...

and every time I go and try to communicate with the woman...

for some unknown reason, she doesn't believe a damn thing that I say.

- Oh, that's a lie! - See what I mean?

No. You wanna know what the whole thing hinge from?

- Mm-hmm. - He came and rent building from me...

- which is now his place of business. - He's not interested in that.

That's not what he's asking, See what she does?

She wants to dig out and haul up things, uh...

miscellaneous things, that's got nothing to do with this.

I hear what you're saying. Go on.

I mean, I agreed to come down here. Okay.

But I gotta tell ya, Iwo Jima has got a lot of faulty notions-

Oh, right there. Right now. That's another thing I want to interject.

Pardon me, but I was making a statement here.

Yes, let's, um, try to hear each other out if we can, okay?

Go on, Harry.

Well, I forget the upshot of what I was saying, but... Okay

This is syndrome where I ask him to address me by my given name...

and he just go on ignoring my wish.

- Ignore! - All right. All right.

I hear you. I hear you both. We're doing good work here,.

Oh, shit.

Fifty bucks a shot out of my pocket.

I'm supposed to listen to some pencil-neck butthead...

tell me that I don't know how to relate to you?

Daddy, do you want this marriage to work or not?

I hear you, honey.

But how about just a little more trust on your end of this thing?

Okay? That's all I ask.

Get in.

You sure nothing of value has been removed from the dwelling?

Anyone whose dis-pleasures you might have incurred in some way?

Kind of looks like somebody doesn't like you, doesn't it?

Well, who could it be?

You're not married I take it.

- She's in the process of a divorce. - What about him?

What about him? He's our conductor and an artist. Not someone who would ever-

You mean Lewie? No, he would never do anything like this.

- Hello. Anybody home? - 0h, perfect timing.

- Hi, Joanie. - Excuse me. It's my sister.

I just got back from Hawaii. Thought I'd drop by for a moment.

What the heck happened in here?

Uh, Andy, this is not the most opportune time.

- Somebody broke in here last night. - Oh, that's awful.

- So could I just call you later? - Could you give me a minute?

I'd like to know if you got the manuscript I sent you.

Um... Who's that?

It's Helen Dextra. You've met her before

Oh. I have? Anyway, did you read it?

Read what? I don't know what you're talking about.

The book I've written about Red and me that I sent you a copy of.

Is that so hard to follow? - Oh, no, Andy. You've written a book about Red Layls?

It's not just about Red.

He's only one of many episodes in my life. You know that.

- You got a Perrier? - I'll get it.

No, no. I don't have a Perrier.

Now, can I please just call you at home later?

I'm not going to be home. I'm checking into a hospital...

to have a bone spur removed from my foot...

and then I'm going to New York to meet with a

top publisher, which I would not, by the way...

care for Mr. Redmond “Fecal-face“ Layls to know about.

We're gonna be leaving, - Oh, wait. I need to talk to you.

Do you know what he said to me? Do you know what he said to me?

Can't imagine.

Um, I wanted to ask you, if there is someone...

who for some unknown reason doesn't like me, what do you suggest I do?

I might put some bars on the windows.

My names's Melvenos, if you want to get in touch.

Really, though. You know, I don't see how this could be somebody I know.

- Maybe not. - I actually go miles out of my way...

to avoid conflictual situations-

My lawyer said, “Don't worry, they're just pissing into the wind."

I said, “Yeah, they're pissing into the wind. It's blowing back in my face.“

Some help I'm gonna get from him...

- because he's scared to death of Red. - Andy, are you telling the truth?

Yes, he's afraid. They're all afraid.

You know, speaking of lawyers, one fell on me while I was sunbathing.

- I mean are you really going to New York? - Yes, I'm going to New York...

where I intend to live in semiprivate seclusion at an undisclosed address.

Great. I could stay at your house. Would you have your housekeeper leave the keys?

Wait. I-I want you to hear what his superfluous excellency said about me.

Pardon me, but I don't care what he said.

My apartment, as you can see, is a complete shambles.

I have just been informed by a policeman that somebody doesn't like me...

and I really don't want to stay here by myself.

Fine. Why don't you take my house then?

My face hurts and I got an earache.

Come on, Sluggo. Go hose out the kennel.

Now, don't give me a bad time, Laura.

I got enough trouble with Iwo Jima and all her complaints, all right?

Now the woman don't even believe you're my niece.

Well, I'm not.

It's not the point I'm making.

Get this, will ya?

Remember, don't say I'm here...

till you find out who it is.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

- Yeah? - Ferdy, at B.P. Motors. Is Harry there?

No, I doubt that he's here at the present time.

When will he be back in?

- Maybe later today sometime. - Who am I addressing?

- Who are you addressing? - Yeah. Who am I addressing?

The executive kennel maid. Listen, Miss Kennel

Maid. He has to make payments on the van.

Yeah. - By tomorrow.

- Uh-huh. I'll tell him. - Make sure he understands that, all right?

So Long.

- Yeah, who was it? - Ferdy at “something“ Motors.

He wants two payments by tomorrow or he's gonna come and “re-pop” the van.

Slime.

You wanna know what's gonna happen if I don't pay some of these breeders...

and get some adult dogs on the premises?

Huh?

Pretty damn quick some asses are gonna hit the pavement. Believe me.

- Sick of turds anyway - I can't believe it.

Here I am sitting in the center of all this wealth...

and the escalation in crime couldn't be better, and I'm not turning a nickel on it.

Oh, shit. - Huh?

It's Lee.

I'm in Vegas delivering a couple of dogs to Wayne Newton.

Duke, Fug. You don't know when I'm expected.

Socorro! Socorro!

Wait a minute, please, I want to talk to you,

Excuse me, Socorro. Do you mind if I ask what's happening?

Why are you leaving?

Where are you going? - Esme mijo, Balthazar. You talk about ok para mi.

Yes, yes. What's going on? Are you bringing her back?

Yeah. Hey, Monday, I bring her back later.

I can't possible stay here alone until Monday.

No, it's my understanding Socorro lived here.

Otherwise, I would've made other plans.

Yeah, well, she's gotta have her time off too, man. You know?

Well, this is just glorious.

Blood and kisses... Hey Andy.

- Opening in theaters everywhere, - Hey, Andy, it's Butch.

Come on out and say hello to your old drinking buddy.

- Who are you, honey? - She's out of town...

and there happen to be several other people here who are trying to get some sleep.

Well, why don't you come out and say hello?

- Will you please go away? - Stick your head out the door.

If you don't leave, I'm going to call the Foothill patrol.

Well, patrol this, babe, Huh?

Oh, God. Where does she find these people?

I'm just trying to be nice. Andy never complained.

What's your problem, huh?

Duke, kommen.

Duke, sitz. Good. Good, Duke.

Always the name first and then the command.

“Always the name first”- Now, in regard to any

aggressor seeking to give you a bad time...

I want to show you what you can expect from a dog of this caliber.

Here we have the dog's arsenal, so to speak.

The animal is trained to apply pressure to specific parts of the body...

until the bone is more or less crushed.

Iftheattacluriscu1ylrgam oft-gland...

be it a gun, a knife, a club, a what have you, the dog will-

excuse me for saying-

uh, automatically go for the testicles.

Well, what if I don't want him to do that?

- You'll want him to do that. - No, no. I just want him to scare someone.

Believe me, this will scare them...

as well as incapacitate their mind and any ability they have to maneuver against you.

Das is alles, Duke. Kommen

You know, I have an extremely sensitive reaction to dog dander, so maybe-

- Let me ask you something. - Yes.7

I like to get a general picture of the individual situation.

Are you, uh, married?

Single? Living alone or with some other party?

Well, I'm in the process of a divorce...

and I moved up here because my apartment was burglarized.

But I'm not entirely alone. There's a housekeeper and several friends.

Well, the hills are hit heaven as far as burglaries go.

Right up here on Mulholland...