Talent Scout.

Come in.

You know I don't just like trees.

I'm an actress as well.

What is that thing?

I remember something.

Say cheese cheese.

Thanks.

I'm sure he's wonderful company, but doesn't the gold plated bachelor bit get a little stale?

A lot like that?

Lonely secretaries in Germany again?

Executive Assistant secretary.

A girlfriend?

Sure.

Oh, you mean now, as in serious?

Uh, no.

Had one.

Didn't work.

What went wrong?

Hang on.

I think I know you kept things from her.

No, I told her everything.

The truth.

Frightened, whether two truths?

No, she had trouble reconciling them because I had trouble.

Um, reconcile ing him.

Yeah.

See, Viki five Vicky, ice skater or stewardess.

Now she was photojournalist.

Well, was Vicki right about your difficulty with duality?

Seeing if I say yes, then, um, you're going to take amazing Norman Bates.

A Ted Bundy type.

Well, you might not let me kiss you the so called normal guys who always let you down.

Psychos never scare me.

At least they're committed.

Yeah, you can do neither can I.

Can you confirm for us?

The reports we're hearing of that man suspected involvement in the abduction.

This evidence is purely circumstantial.

This was found stained with blood.

The missing girl's dressing room.

I know, I know, I know.

It's your house.

I have Just sit for a second, OK?

And relax and I'll be right back.

Alfred, get down.

Plaza.

I saw it.

Yeah, I know.

He's practically baby.

Which is why I hope your just not I can't.

There's been a kidnapping.

Listen, here's what you do.

You know Miss Kyle in there.

Tell her don't try to go tell her a big business deal came Bumpers?

No.

You know what?

Tell her.

Let her know that.

None of it.

I'm gonna dumb be my girlfriend kind of way.

I will relay the message, Miss Kyle.

Mr.

Wayne told me to tell you.

Oh, yes.

Would you tell him for me that I've been going through a lot of changes?

No, Um, just that this is not a rejection.

My probably leaving.

In fact, he makes me feel that way.

I hope I really am.

No.

Could you just make up a sonnet or something?

A dirty limerick.

One has just sprung to mind.

This way, ma'am.