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: I have never lied to you, I have always told you some version of the truth. Erica Barry
: The truth doesn't have versions, okay?
: I'm like the dumb girl that doesn't get it. I've never been the dumb girl before. It ain't great. Harry
: Let's just calm down. I had these plans before I even met you. I mean, I do like seeing you. I do. Erica Barry
] Yeah. Harry
: I'm always surprised by it. Erica Barry
: Surprised by it? What was I thinking? Harry
: I have never lied to you. I have always told you some version of the truth. Erica Barry
: The truth doesn't have versions, okay? Harry
: Will you cut me a little slack? My life has just been turned upside down. Erica Barry
: Mine too! Harry
: Well, then let's just each get our bearings. Erica Barry
: I don't want my bearings. I've had my bearings my whole goddamn life. I feel something with you I never really knew existed. Do you know what that's like, after a 20-year marriage to feel something for another person that is so...? That... Oh, Right. Right. Not your problem. God. Do you know that I've written this, but I never really got it? Do you know what this is? Harry
: No. Erica Barry
: [Erica kisses Harry
] This is heartbroken. How's that for impervious. Harry
: You're killing me. Erica Barry
: I just wish that it had lasted more than a week. Harry
: Me too. Erica Barry
: That is a terrible thing to say. You know, the life I had before you I knew how to do that. I could do that forever. But now look at me. What am I gonna do? What am I gonna do with all this? Harry
: Erica. Can you wait just a second? The truth is, I... I just... I don't know how to be a boyfriend. Erica Barry
: That's what you have to say after all of this? That you don't know how to be a boyfriend? Harry
: That's not a small thing. Erica Barry
: [shakes head
] Are we done? Harry
: I don't know. Erica Barry
: Oh, my God.
[Erica gets in taxi and drives away
: Erica, you are a woman to love.
: I just have one question: What's with the turtlenecks? I mean it's the middle of summer. Erica
: Well I guess I'm just a turtleneck kind of gal. Harry
: You never get hot? Erica
: No. Harry
: Never? Erica
: Not lately.
: I've never seen a woman that age naked before. Julian Mercer
: You're kidding. Harry
: Hey! We're not all doctors, baby.
: Schmucks are people too.
: The woman is really very brilliant, but she cannot hold her liquor. Erica Barry
: I like that about me. Harry Sanborn
: Me too.
[At the same time as Harry
] Julian Mercer
: Me too. Erica Barry
: If I were writing this, this is where I would write "an awkward moment". Harry Sanborn
: Honey, if you were writing this, I'd be DEAD!
: You know what, Harry. If it's all right with you, I'd like to be friends. Harry Sanborn
: Friends? I'm not ready to be your FRIEND! Erica Barry
: Fine, I understand. Harry Sanborn
: And anyway, do you really buy that horseshit that a man and a woman can be friends after they've had sex? Erica Barry
: I'm friends with my ex-husband but then again, we didn't just have sex. Harry Sanborn
: We didn't just have sex either. Erica Barry
: Then what was it? I'd love to know. Harry Sanborn
: Can I email it to ya when I figure it out?
: I DO like sex! Harry Sanborn
: You certainly do.
: I love ya. Erica Barry
: Well, I love you too! If that's what you said. I don't know if it ends in a 'ya' if it's a true 'I love you.' Harry Sanborn
: You're not like anybody.
: I think I'm entering into another phase with this thing. I'm mad at you. Erica Barry
: I think I'm mad at you too. Harry Sanborn
: Good, because I don't LIKE thinking about you all the time and worrying about how you are... Erica Barry
: You... worry about ME? Harry Sanborn
: Yes, honey. The schmuck, who deserves to die, worries about you. Sometimes worrying about you feels like a full-time job. Erica Barry
: Well I'm doing just fine, so you don't have to work that shift anymore!
: Look who's answering the door! Harry Sanborn
: Look who's at the door!
: I can't get past your damn turtleneck. Erica Barry
: Cut it off!
: Some people consider rap poetry. Erica Barry
: C'mon, how many words can you rhyme with bitch?
: [after a kiss
] Soft lips. Erica
: I'm so glad they still work. I haven't used them for kissing in such a long time, more like for wearing lipstick... and whistling.
: [after kissing Harry passionately for the first time
] I'm... I'm sorry. Harry
: For what? Erica Barry
: I... I just kissed you. Harry
: No, honey. *I* kissed *you*.
: [after Erica tries to get Harry arrested
] You don't understand... i'm dating your daughter. Erica Barry
: Oh my God! Your dating my daughter? Harry
: Now who would have thought that was worst news?
: Harry was once engaged to Diane Sawyer. Zoe
: Diane Sawyer? No way, I love her! Erica Barry
: That's wonderful! Harry
: Women your age love that about me. Erica Barry
: Ah. Harry
: No, that's a good thing. Erica Barry
: I'm sure you meant it as a compliment. Harry
: Yes, it was meant as a compliment.
: Where's Julian? Erica
: He's back at the hotel. He said when he saw me with you, he knew I was still in love with you... what do you have to say about that? Harry
: If... if it's true, my life just got made.
: What are you doing here, Harry? Harry
: Turns out the heartattack was easy to get over. You... were something else. I finally get it. I'm 63 years old... and I'm in love for the first time in my life.
: [to a madly irritated Erica
] I don't think I've ever had this effect on a woman before. Erica Barry
: What effect do you think you're having on me? Harry
: I don't quite recognize it. That's how I know I never had it before.
: Oh. *Her*. She is a *major* piece of work. Doc, the woman wears turtlenecks in the middle of summer: she's *beyond* uptight. Almost makes her fun to be around. Julian Mercer
: Uptight. That's funny, I haven't noticed that. Harry
: Try living with her.
: What about birth control? Erica Barry
: Menopause. Harry
] Who's the lucky boy?
: [Harry walks in, with her naked
] Ahh! Harry
: [Seeing Erica
] Oh! Oh. Erica Barry
: No! STOP! Harry
: OH! OOH! Erica Barry
: [Walking behind the door
] AAHH! STOP! Harry
: [Hits a wall full of pictures, covering his eyes partly
] Oh, I'm sorry! Oh, God, am I sorry? Erica Barry
: WHAT ARE YOU DOING? Harry
: I'm sorry! I didn't see anything. Except maybe a few tits!
[Diane screams and runs away
: You know what Freud said they are no accidents. Harry
: Trust me this was an accident.
: I'm dating your daughter, Marin. She invited me here for the weekend. She is in her room right now changing. Erica Barry
: Aah! You're dating my daughter? Harry
: Now who would have thought that would be worst news?
: What's with the turtlenecks? It's the middle of summer. Erica Barry
: Honestly what do you care what I wear? Harry
: Just curious. Erica Barry
: I like them I've always liked them and I am just a turtleneck kind of gal. Harry
: You never get hot? Erica Barry
: No. Harry
: Never? Erica Barry
: Not Lately.
: You know, it isn't like I wanted to stop seeing you. We could have carried on a fun thing for awhile. Why is that you broads want all or nothing?