Do you take that back?
You read too much into what I say.
Don't listen to my words, listen to your own heart.
-I'm the flower. I don't want to go.
-You're a funny man. We'll miss you here.
-Don't forget to be grateful.
-I'm grateful.
I'm grateful for the sun,
for the stars in the sky.
I'd be grateful if we could get going.
-Why don't you wait in the car?
-Okay.
I am the flower.
I'm the flower.
-He kills me with his humour.
-Does he?
Listen, chief, I want to thank you
for all your help.
-You'll get the car within 10 days.
-Convertible.
Convertible, leather interior, fully loaded.
You'll enjoy it.
He'll get through this okay, right?
Life is a cookie.
I'll take that as a "yes."
Okay. All right.
Come on, Eddie!

All right, buddy.
Ready to go? Here we go.
-Does Gwen know I'm going to the junket?
-It was her idea.
Absolutely. She's really excited.
Not in a million years.
If that demented pig is there, no way.
-Eddie was just temporarily insane.
-Don't stick up for him.
-Kiki, look at you.
-Hi, Lee.
-How are you?
-Good.
-You look fabulous.
-Thank you.
What did you do? ls it your hair?
It's my hair, and a little sun.
She lost 60 pounds.
And I lost a little weight.
I see that. You look terrific.
Sixty pounds.
-That's a Backstreet Boy.
-Right.
Are you here to talk to me?
Of course. I'm sorry. Eddie is not demented.
It was a one-time incident,
a forgive-and-forget thing.
He tried to kill me Lee.
Am I the only person who remembers that?
Attempted murder
doesn't get people's attention anymore?