all due respect,
Mrs. Timkin, it's a little late for that.
And we do have the firm offer from Illustra.
For one tenth the value of the store!
Besides, I can't bear the thought
of selling this place...
...especially to that awful B.J. Wert.
We know how much
the store means to you, ma'am...
...but, 10 percent is better than bankruptcy.
I think Mrs. Timkin is right.
I move we postpone the sale for six weeks.
I second the motion.
All in favor?
All opposed?
This meeting is adjourned.
-Harris, would you bring Mr. Switcher in?
-What? No, wait.
I think--
Good news.
We've not only decided to keep you on...
...but I'm promoting you
to visual merchandiser.
You're kidding! That's great!
What is it?
Just keep doing what you did last night
and you'll be fine.
I'm not sure I can do it again.
Last night might have been
a one-time inspiration.
Don't doubt yourself. Go with it. Feel it.
You're doing the job you were meant to do.
You must lead a charmed life.
It was all I could do
to save your skin in here.
No thanks are necessary.
Good evening, Mr. Richards, sir.
Listen, that new stock boy,
Switcher, has been promoted.
He'll be doing windows at night.
Just keep an eye on him for me.
Do you suspect pilferage, sir?
I'd be happy to strip-search him.
You people that work at night scare me.
I just want you to let me know
what he's up to, how he works.
Yes, sir. His M.O.
Would you like that in a written report?
You write?
No. Rambo does.
-Just watch him.
-Yes, sir.
Come on, Rambo.
We have got ourselves a mission.
Jesus Christ, Rambo!
Hi, it's me! Jonathan, remember?
I guess it was just temporary insanity.
"O ye of little faith."
You're back! I thought--
You remind me of my old boyfriend, Chris.
He didn't have any confidence, either.
-Chris? Who's Chris?
-Just a sailor.
I told him that the world was round
and I never saw him again.
Christopher Columbus? You knew him?
So, you didn't come here directly
from Edfu?
No. I tried out different times and places
but none of them ever seemed right.
You didn't happen
to run into Michelangelo?
Michelangelo. Yes!
He wasn't very interested in me.
He was involved
with some guy named David.
-Come on.
-Were you there?
Mrs. Timkin loved what you did last night,
but they think I did it.
They want me
to keep doing brilliant windows.
-You've gotta help me.
-Of course.
You are magic.
Where do they hide all the musicians?
-Come on, let's dance!
-No. I can't.
Shake that thing!
Great. I want you to meet somebody.
This is Emmy.
Very nice.
Maybe I can get G.I. Joe,
and we can double sometime.
No! You don't understand. She--
Don't say nothing. It's cool.
It's obvious to this country girl
that you're an A-number one creative freak.
Imagine pretending to be a stock boy
when you're a major artiste.
I am so jealous.
Some people may find you strange,
but not me. I respect that.
Create, honey, create!
I'll leave you two alone
and go meet Albert for dinner.
-I hope he doesn't mind.
-No.
Just when I think you're real, you vanish.
What's with you?
-What's with me?
-Didn't I tell you?
You're the only one
who can see me like this.
-That's not exactly fair, is it?
-Talk to them.
Do you hear something?
Wait a minute.
Okay, you Rambo, get ready.
Attack!
Rambo.
What? Stay there!
Easy, Felix. I don't think she's armed.
You can fool Rambo,
but it won't work with me, Switcher!
My brain is quicker than a--
I think that we've outdone ourselves.
Yeah, this one's kind of fun.
-Ready?
-Let her rip.
Very nice.
-Good morning, Mrs. T.
-Good morning, Jonathan.
What do you think?
It's hot, there's gonna be meltdown.
Yes! Hot, smoking,
burning, churning, whatever!
Oh yes!
Hello?
Hi, Jonathan. Hi.
It's me, Roxie.
I thought you weren't talking to me.
I wanted to see you.
I want to know you're all right.
I gotta get some sleep.
I work nights now, okay?
All right, but get up in time for lunch.
I'm taking you to Chez