[♪♪♪]
♪ Come, my lady Come, come, my lady ♪
♪ You're my butterfly Sugar, baby ♪
♪ Come, my lady Come, come, my lady ♪
♪ You're my butterfly Sugar, baby ♪
♪ Such a sexy, sexy Pretty little thing ♪
♪ Fierce nipple pierce ♪
♪ You got me sprung With your tongue ring ♪
♪ And I ain't gonna lie 'cause Your lovin' gets me high ♪
♪ So to keep you by my side ♪
♪ There's nothin' That I won't try ♪
♪ Butterflies in her eyes And looks to kill ♪
♪ Time is passin' I'm asking Could this be real? ♪
♪ 'Cause I can't sleep I can't hold still ♪
♪ The only thing I really know Is she got sex appeal ♪
♪ I can feel Too much is never enough ♪
♪ You're always there To lift me up ♪
♪ When these times get rough ♪
♪ I was lost now I'm found Ever since you been around ♪
♪ You're the woman that I want So yo, I'm puttin' it down ♪
♪ Come, my lady Come, come, my lady ♪
♪ You're my butterfly Sugar, baby ♪
♪ Come, my lady You're my pretty baby ♪
♪ I'll make your legs shake You make me go crazy ♪
♪ Come, my lady Come, come, my lady ♪
♪ You're my butterfly Sugar, baby ♪
♪ Come, my lady You're my pretty baby ♪
♪ I'm make your legs shake You make me go crazy ♪
♪ Come, my lady Come, come, my lady ♪
♪ You're my butterfly Sugar, baby ♪
♪ Come, my lady You're my pretty baby ♪
♪ I'm make your legs shake You make me go crazy ♪
♪ Come, my lady Come, come, my lady ♪
MAN:Ah...
The sweet, uncomplicated satisfaction
of the younger woman.
That fleeting age
when everything just falls right into place.
It's magic time, and it can render any man
anywhere, absolutely helpless.
Some say I'm an expert on the younger woman.
Guess that's because I've been dating them for over 40 years.
[♪♪♪]
So, baby, you're rich?
Well, my mother is.
Sort of. I mean, not really.
If she lives within a mile of here, she's rich.
Well, I guess a hit play will buy you a house in the Hamptons.
I'd like to meet your mother. No, you wouldn't.
I mean she's great. She's totally brilliant,
but she's not your type.
You're overlooking one of the great things about me.
I don't have a type.
She's over 30.
Oh, what?
Like you don't know you have a slight reputation for--
[CELL PHONE RINGS]
For? For...
Never dating anyone over 30.
It just so happens, my dear,
that women of a certain age don't date me.
You ever think of it that way? No.
It's always me.
Hey.
Uh-huh.
I'll call back Monday.
Say you couldn't find me.
Who?
I'll, uh, call her later.
No, no, I have the number.
Yeah.
Make a right. It's the second driveway on the left.
Right.
MAN: Wow.
It's the perfect beach house.
So,
what are we gonna do out here,
just the two of us, for two whole days?
Tell me the truth.
Are you at all glad we waited?
Truth?
No.
But I'm extremely glad we're finally gonna do--
Wanna go for a swim?
How long will it take you to change?
Thirty seconds. Really?
That long?
Oh, Har, by the way, no smoking in the house.
My mom doesn't allow it.
But she allows you to strip in the front yard?
Bring guys you're dating here to--?
She doesn't know everything I do
or when I do it or where I do it.
Okay. The fabulous two-story living room,
which, I predict, we will spend
absolutely no time in whatsoever.
It's a knockout. Thank you.
I'm very good at giving this tour, by the way,
although I've never actually done it
while taking off my clothes.
Uh-huh...
Behind me, the requisite Hamptons deck
complete with pool and ocean view.
Your pants, please.
Ladies first.
♪ You know it drives me crazy ♪
♪ Then I think of you ♪
♪ I just go Ooh, ooh ♪
Ooh.
♪ I wont deny you baby ♪
[GIRL YELPS]
You know, when I first started auctioneering, someone told me
if I was nervous,
I should just picture the audience in their underwear.
This gives that a whole new meaning.
You're not nervous now, are you?
I'm always a little nervous.
So put on your bathing suit.
I brought us some champagne. I'll put it on ice.
[GIRL GIGGLES]
[SIGHS]
[CHUCKLES]
No, I know. I can't do anything--
[WOMAN SCREAMS]
Oh, God! What is this? Okay.
Okay, you stay where you are. We have a knife.
Do you live here? Look, mister.
I am gonna dial 911, and you are not gonna move.
Zoe, hand me the phone. You don't understand.
I'm your daughter's friend. Yeah, I don't think so.
My daughter is in the city.
And you, what, you like wander in here, high on ecstasy?
Honestly, if you'd just-- No! Just stay there.
I was in the Israeli army. I can break you in half.
Hello. Yes! Yes, I have an intruder in my house.
29 Daniels Lane, Sagaponack--
I'm dating your daughter, Marin.
She invited me here for the weekend.
She's in her room right now, changing.
[MOTHER YELPS]
You're dating my daughter?
Now, who would have thought that would be worse news?
Ah!
Uh, yeah, sorry. False alarm.
No, he's not a burglar.
He's dating my daughter.
Mom, I had no idea you were coming out this weekend
because you said you had to write.
Well, I do, honey, but I thought I would do it out here.
I'm an idiot, I should have told you I was bringing someone out.
I'm sorry. I should've told you we were coming.
Obviously. Anyway, here we are.
Hello, I'm the mother.
Harry Sanborn. How are you?
Oh, God, sorry. This is my friend Harry.
Harry, my mom, Erica. My aunt Zoe.
Sorry about that.
We just totally spur-of-the-moment
decided to just get out of the city for a couple days.
Mm-hm, Good, that's good.
Um, honey, does, uh, Harry have a robe?
You know what?
I think I should just take off,
let you gals enjoy your weekend and...
Ah. What?
Um...
No, no! Oh, I'm sorry.
Of course, don't do that. That's silly.
Zoe and I will leave
and you and Harry stay.
And, um, Harry.
I'm sorry. I apologize about the near arrest.
Oh. You were very impressive. Very strong.
Very, uh...
macho.
Well, I don't think I was exactly macho.
Trust me, if I ever catch a guy in his underwear
in my refrigerator
I hope I'm half the man you were, Mrs. uh...
Mrs. uh-- Right, okay. Whatever.
All righty, then, I'm definitely gonna hit the road.
Ladies, sensational meeting you.
Doll...
Give me a call. Hold on, hold on,
let's not get so dramatic here. What are we, four teenagers?
We're sophisticated people.
Why don't we all stay just stay for the weekend.
Your mother has work to do, I have papers to grade.
You'll do your thing, whatever that may be,
and if we wanna hang out together,
we'll hang out together. If we don't, we don't.
There's no reason we should all give up
this spectacular weekend.
Seriously.
I can handle it. I can totally handle it.
I mean, well, I can handle it.
Bonjour, Madame Barry. Bonjour, Annie.
[SPEAKING FRENCH]
Impressive.
She started taking French lessons
after she and my dad split up.
Part of her "keep busy, don't look back" program.
Now she's practically fluent. Marin!
Hm?
[SPEAKING FRENCH]
Okay. HARRY: Not bad.
Well, yeah. I am fluent.
I'll be right back.
It's an epidemic.
Buy some things.
OLD WOMAN: How about pasta salad?
OLD WOMAN 2: We had that last night.
We did? I don't remember. Sure. Yeah!
OLD WOMAN: Why don't we get a spread and put it on.
Mercí, madam.
Mercí.
Oh, sorry.
Sorry about that.
My fault. No. It's fine, it's fine.
So, Harry, what do you do?
I'm one of the owners of a record company,
among other things. Really, which record company?
Drive-By Records.
Drive-By Records?
Is that a joke?
I mean, what is that?
It's a hip-hop label.
Hip-hop?
Oh, rap. Right, right. Well, that's, uh, interesting.
Let me see if I get where you're headed here.
I'm sorry, but look,
I hate rap. I do. I really do.
It's just sort of crude and violent for my taste
not to mention just a tad misogynistic.
Hey, some people see rap as poetry.
Yeah, but come on, how many words
can you rhyme with "bitch"?
GROCER: Next, please.
How we doing?
Should have left when she tried to arrest me.
[LIGHT JAZZ PLAYING]
MARIN: So, Mom, how's the new play?
Are you getting happy with it?
Well, you know the thing about me.
I'm 90 percent hard work, 10 percent talent.
And so far, the talent part hasn't exactly kicked in yet.
Uh-huh. Right.
What's your play about? About?
Well, I'm not exactly sure, which is a bit of a problem.
But so far, it's about a divorced woman, a writer.
She's this high-strung, over-amped, controlling,
know-it-all neurotic...
Who's incredibly cute and lovable.
Mm-hm.
It's a comedy.
So...
how did you two meet?
At a wine auction at Christie's.
Harry was the big buyer of the night.
I kept raising my paddle just to get her to smile at me.
Before I knew it, I bought the entire collection.
I mean, every known bottle of Chââteau Margaux.
After that, the least she could do
was share a bottle with me.
Ever been married, Harry?
No.
No, I haven't. Mom.
Wow. Now, why do you think that is?
Well, some people just don't fit the mold,
and so far, you know--
Hey, if it ain't broke...
Exactly. Wait a second.
Aren't you like a famous bachelor?
Well, I wouldn't say I'm famous.
Yeah, didn't I read an article
about you in New York magazine?
I guess some people find it interesting
that I've escaped the noose for so long.
That was the title of the article, "The Escape Artist."
I read that article. That was you?
Well, you were once engaged to someone really big.
Who was it? Joan Collins? No. No.
Wait a minute okay, Carly Simon? Yeah, somebody cool like that.
Somebody like that. Not Martha Stewart.
No! Not Martha Stewart! No. You could just ask him.
No, this is more fun.
It's like I'm not here.
Harry was once engaged to Diane Sawyer.
What? Right.
Diane Sawyer. I love her.
I'm impressed. Yeah.
Women your age love that about me.
You know what I mean. Yes, I do.
I mean, it's not a bad thing to say, "women your age."
Oh, no. I'm sure it was a compliment.
It's just, uh...
An accurate observation. It's--
So when was this?
The engagement? Long time ago.
She was this adorable, lanky girl from Kentucky
with the greatest pair of legs I have ever seen.
Never understood her ending up
on a job where she never showed them.
You can't be serious.
I mean, she's Diane Sawyer.
She goes into caves in Afghanistan
with a shmatte on her head. Who cares about her legs?
You know what?
I hate to eat and run, but--
No! No, wait. No.
Come on. This is really fascinating,
what's going on at this table.
Zoe teaches women's studies at Columbia.
Okay. So this is gonna hurt.
No. Look, let's take you and Erica for example.
Zoe--
Harry, you've been around the block a few times. Am I right?
What are you, around 60?
Sixty-three!
Fantastic!
Never married, which, as we know,
if you were a woman, would be a curse.
You'd be an old maid, a spinster. Blah, blah, blah.
So instead of pitying you, they write articles about you.
Celebrate your never marrying.
You're elusive and ungetable, a real catch.
Then, there's my gorgeous sister here.
No, wait. What--? ZOE: Look, please--
No, this is interesting.
Look at her. She is so accomplished.
The most successful female playwright since who?
ZOE: Lillian Hellman?
She's over 50, divorced, and she sits in night after night
because available guys her age want something--
Forgive me for saying this honey,
but they want somebody that looks like Marin.
So, the whole over-50 dating scene is geared
towards men leaving older women out.
And as a result,
the women become more and more productive.
and therefore, more and more interesting.
Which, in turn, makes them even less desirable
because as we know, men,
especially older men, are threatened and deathly afraid
of productive and interesting women. It is just so clear.
Single older women as a demographic
are about as fucked a group as can ever exist.
[DISH CRASHES]
Oh, God!
What are you, possessed?
How could you say those things?
It seemed really obvious to me, the injustice of it.
Thank God men die younger than us.
It's the only break we get. Then you know what?
Write a dissertation on it.
But don't announce to the world that I stay in night after night
after night-- And by the way, one "night after night"
would have been enough.
Did you ever realize that I stay in as a part of my job?
And why do you think I married the director of my plays?
He was the only man I ever saw.
And anyway, I like staying in, and I like this time in my life.
Why do I have to defend myself?
I was married for 20 years. I'm done.
What the hell was that?
I'm sorry, I thought I was onto something.
Honey, what are you doing with this guy?
He's old. He's chauvinistic.
He's fun. He's fun?
I mean, how is he fun? He's, like, wrong.
Yeah, wrong can be fun. No. Not this wrong.
He's actually incredibly smart and fascinating.
If you talked to him about something
other than his marital status
you would have found out how smart he is,
he owns, like, 10 different companies.
What does that mean, he owns 10 different companies?
It means he can't commit. That's what it means.
Not that, God forbid, I want him to commit.
Oh, yeah, that I get.
Anyway, he said he thought you two
were very spontaneous and nice.
And then he said he's leaving as soon as the sun comes up.
What, his car doesn't have headlights?
Wait a minute.
I have no right to get this nuts.
I'm sorry.
He's your friend, he's not mine.
I'm sorry and love you.
I love you more.
No chance in hell he said we were nice.
Please. None.
♪ I've been really trying baby ♪
What are they listening to?
I don't care.
♪ For so long ♪
Marvin Gaye? Uh-huh.
♪ And if you feel Like I feel ♪
♪ Let's get it on ♪
Ow!
Will you stop that?
♪ Let's get it on ♪ That's disgusting, Zoe. Stop it!
There.
Ahh!
I know she'll never see him after this weekend.
She can't commit either.
[MARIN LAUGHING, YELPING]
He does sound fun.
Admit it. He's got something. You felt it, right?
Okay, this is nuts.
MARIN: Mom!
Did she say, "Mom"?
MARIN: Mom, hurry! Ah!
Mom!
I don't know what happened. We were fooling around.
And then he just said he felt funny, then he just collapsed.
Harry, what is it?
I'm okay. I'm fine. Does your chest hurt?
It's like an elephant's sitting on it.
Call 911, tell them to send an ambulance.
Marin, now!
Oh, my God! What are you doing?
Mouth-to-mouth.
Oh, you fucking guy.
Yes, we need an ambulance right away, please!
29 Daniels Lane, Sagaponack.
Com on, Harry! Look at me! Look at me, Harry!
9, 10, 11, 12...
♪ Life can be ♪
♪ Ooh ooh ooh ♪
We got him. Apparent cardiac arrest.
Sinus check, 120.
BP? 150 over 95.
41. Right here? On three.
All right. Careful.
We've already got a line in.
Switch over to monitors. How we doing here?
Doc, he's had 30 minutes of chest pain,
nausea, shortness of breath.
Pulse, 104. Respiration's 18.
Let's get a CBC, CMB, cardiac panel and 12-lead EKG.
Yes, doctor. Mr. Sanborn, I'm Dr. Mercer.
Are you in any pain right now?
I feel some pressure in my chest.
It's real tight.
You show me where the pain is. Right here.
What were you doing when the pain started?
I was kissing a beautiful woman.
Were you having intercourse?
Unfortunately, no.
Sense of humor intact. Yeah.
Give him an aspirin, metoprolol, 5 milligrams, hang a nitro drip.
Mr. Sanborn? Yeah.
Your EKG shows you have a blocked artery
which is not allowing enough oxygen
to get to the heart muscle.
I'm having a heart attack?
We're gonna stop it,
but I need to know what medications you take.
I take Lipitor. Chew this.
Anything else?
And a white one for blood pressure.
And what about Viagra?
Mr. Sanborn, did you take any Viagra today?
Mr. Sanborn? No.
No Viagra.
Okay, good, just need to be sure.
Because I put nitroglycerin into your drip.
And if you had taken Viagra, the combination could be fatal.
Your dad's gonna be okay. He's not my dad.
Oh, I'm sorry. Your granddad's gonna be okay.
Oh, thank you so much.
We're not related.
He's a friend. Sorry.
I'm Dr. Mercer.
Mr. Sanborn did have a mild heart attack.
I gave him something to dissolve the clot in his artery,
and it worked beautifully.
He's very lucky.
Another half-hour, I don't, uh...
I don't know if this would have worked.
This was very intense.
He's doing great. Yeah.
I gave him something to help him sleep.
It might make him a little loopy at first
but then it, uh, it should knock him out.
You're Mrs. Sanborn? No! Oh, no. No, I'm just--
No, I'm Erica Barry.
He was having dinner at our house.
I just met him this afternoon.
You're Erica Barry?
Yes. The playwright?
Yes.
What a pleasure. I'm a huge fan.
Really? Huge fan.
Thank you.
Wow!
Thanks.
Thank you, doctor.
Erica. Green tea. Oh! That's hot.
Thank you. You're welcome. May I?
Yeah. Yeah, sure. Yeah.
This is very sweet of you.
First year of medical school you learn what can keep you up
all night without making you nuts.
You know I heard you had a house in the Hamptons.
Huh? I really am a big fan.
I think I've seen every play you've ever written.
I think some were written before your time.
I mean, there's some Marin's never even seen.
No, I'm pretty sure I've seen them all.
And I saw the last one twice.
Julian, we've got a walk-in may need stitches.
Okay, thanks.
I'll check on Mr. Sanborn.
If he's asleep, you all might want to get some shuteye.
Come back in the morning.
Great to meet you, Erica. Ladies.
Okay.
Now, that's the perfect guy for you.
He's adorable!
Mother, I've never seen a man less interested in me.
Or more interested in you.
Me?
He's 30 years old. No, he's older than that.
Who cares how old he is? I mean, he's not my type.
He's a gorgeous wholesome doctor.
But he's perfect for you. And he's hot for you.
Which makes him really perfect. Okay, stop it.
He likes my work, he doesn't like me.
I would never--
Shut up. Uh-oh!
Oh, God, is he all right? Harry!
Harry, over here.
Honey, I wanna go home. Can you call Leo...?
Harry! You've got to get back into bed.
Woman, you saved my life.
ERICA: Get a nurse. Nurse! Nurse!
I thank you from the bottom of my...
Even unconscious, he's a letch!
Get off! You shouldn't be standing.
There.
It's all right. Thank you.
I gotta take a whiz, girls.
We'll take care of that for you, Mr. Sanborn.
Okay, I'd like to see that.
Okay, here we go.
I'd love to see that.
Somebody better get it. Somebody better get it.
Now, what can I do you for?
I'm here to pick up Harry Sanborn.
Hi, I'm Dr. Mercer. Come on, I'll take you to him.
And you are?
I'm Leo Hoffman, I'm Harry's personal assistant.
Do a little chef, a little driving, party planning.
whatever the man needs.
It sounds like a pretty interesting job.
I'm going on six years and never a dull moment.
Okay, Harry, looks like we're gonna have to let you go.
Ooh...
Take it easy, kids.
I just, uh...
Sat up a little too fast.
Doc, tell them. Am I in good shape?
How were my tests this morning?
He's doing extremely well.
Can I hug him? Absolutely.
Yeah. Okay.
Okay. Okay.
Let's not get goofy.
We got nothing but good news here.
Knock, knock.
Hi. Hey.
I'll catch you on the way out. Thanks a lot, doc.
So...
I'm some great date, huh?
Whew! Yeah, Mr. Excitement.
Tell me something.
We haven't actually had sex yet, have we?
No.
We haven't. You're correct on that one.
Something to live for.
Down to the cheek.
Hold on Tarzan, we're still moving. Slowly.
Hey, I--
Harry, I'm sorry but I can't let you travel quite yet.
I ain't going back in there.
Well, I can't put you in a car right now,
and I can't leave you in the parking lot.
I won't sue you, if that's what you think.
I'll sign whatever you like.
Just...
let me go back to the city.
Here's my best offer.
I won't put you back in the hospital if you promise to stay
nearby for a few days. Get a nurse.
Let me keep an eye on you until we get your strength back.
Stay nearby.
Doc, where do you suggest I go?
♪ He feel it, she feel it We feel it ♪
♪ Here we go ♪
[INDISTINCT RAPPING]
Somebody please explain
to me how I ended up babysitting this guy?
This is the best turkey sandwich I've ever had in my life.
You're not even listening to me.
I am. Don't get all pissy.
I come here for peace and quiet.
And suddenly, I'm a character in a Kaufman and Hart play.
[PHONE RINGS]
And the phone doesn't stop.
And it's never for me.
Sorry to interrupt.
No, that's fine, Leo. I'll take it.
No, it's okay-- No, no, I'll take it.
I don't mind washing them. Okay.
How you doing?
The man doesn't know my name, and I'm doing his dishes.
I said I'll take it back tomorrow, okay? Great.
I'll take care of it. Just one second. Hi, Erica?
Where shall I put this? Right here. I'll take it.
Great, listen, Harry has a bad headache.
Do you have any Tylenol? Tylenol--
That'd be great. Extra strength would be fantastic.
Hi, I'm Tania.
Hi. Harry's second assistant.
Dave Klein, her assistant. Nice to meet you.
Thank you. Appreciate it.
"What should I do with this?"
It's an empty water glass. What are the choices?
Okay, I'm getting out of your hair.
So you're not ready to show me any new pages?
Dave. I'm not putting any pressure on you.
I'm just asking. MARIN: Dad!
I didn't know you were here.
Just on my way out, bubby.
Well, I was just gonna drive back to the city with Zoe,
but if you're going, I'd much rather go with you.
Actually, I have someone to meet before I go.
Wait, wait. Wait, wait, wait, wait.
You're leaving? Zoe's leaving?
The entourage is leaving?
I'm gonna be stuck here with him, alone?
The hospital's sending over a nurse
first thing in the morning.
In the morning?
That's, like, 19 hours from now.
Okay, I can handle this.
I'll just get myself into a Zen place.
Play music. Cook. Write. Focus.
[SOFT FRENCH MUSIC PLAYING]
[PHONE RINGING]
[PHONE CONTINUES RINGING]
[PHONE STOPS RINGING]
Thank you.
[SNIFFS]
[HIP HOP PLAYING]
Well, four mai tais at lunch is a bit much for anybody.
Hi.
Um...
Can I call you right back, doll, huh? Thank you.
Hey.
What's up? Okay, here's the thing.
I really don't want to play the part
of the uptight nurse to your bad-boy patient.
If you want to have another heart attack, you go ahead,
it's your life, but I have work to do
and I don't have time to make another run to the hospital
because you're filling your already clogged arteries
with smoke.
But more importantly
I'd rather not have my freshly painted house
smell like a pool hall.
Have you always been like this, or do I bring it out in you?
[CLEARS THROAT]
Just, you know.
I don't think I've ever had this effect on a woman before.
What effect do you think you're having on me?
I don't quite recognize it.
That's how I know I never had it before.
So, uh, you don't sleep?
I only need about four hours a night.
Me too.
I never slept eight hours in my life.
Me either. I wish I could.
Do you want me to shut these?
The sun comes in pretty strong in the morning.
Sure. So, Harry...
Who were you talking to at this hour?
A friend in L.A.
It's only 10:00 on the coast.
And that's not past her bedtime?
So you don't get more mellow as the hours pass?
Good night, Harry.
Can I ask you one other thing?
What's with the turtlenecks?
It's the middle of summer. Now, seriously...
why do you care what I wear? Just curious.
I like them. I've always liked them,