you, however.
I sat in that restaurant
feeling stupid and hurt.
I mean, what happened to you?
All you had to do was come
and say "hi" or "thanks" or something.
I mean, you just left me sitting there.
But no, you sent me to a restaurant
with shitty bread sticks.
Sorry. I still want to take
you to dinner.
Next time I'm in London,
I'll look you up.
-Careful, you'll break your glasses.
-Thank you.
-Where are you?
-Two rows back, on the left.
Oh.
JACK:
Aren't you gonna turn around?
No.
JACK:
Why not?
Well, because it....
Hi, Jack.
-I don't know how to thank you.
-Don't worry. I have a list.
-What did you say about the queen?
-Forget I said it.
-She'll be pleased to hear that.
-I bet.
-How about that dinner?
-I'm not dressed for dinner.
You look great.
Not as great as I looked the last time
I got dressed to meet you.
I looked fantastic!
Then all these crazy people--
-Miss Doolittle? Never mind.
CYNTHIA: Terry?
Is that him?
This is Jack.
CYNTHIA:
Hi, Jack!
Ah!
Wh--?
Go Terry! Yahoo!
Terry!
FRED:
Way to go, Terry!
LARRY: You're looking lovely.
You're looking spiffy.
You're looking good, mama![MAN SPEAKING
OVER RADIO]
--issued a series of clarifications of
several of the president's statements...
...at his nationally televised
news conference last night.
In addition to responding
to an abortion question...
... with a three-minute answer
about taxes...
...and confusing his attorney general
with his chief of staff...
... the president forgot
Hawaii is a state...
...referring to it as "one of our strongest
allies in the Pacific."
A spokesman explained
that the president...
...had been thrown off by the intensity
of the previous question.
And finally, FBI agents have arrested
Air Force Sgt. Michael Prescott...
...in connection with a plot to sell
weapon secrets to a foreign government.
Prescott was arrested last night
in a Staten Island supermarket.
In weather, the city remains
in the grip of a cold spell.
Central Park temperature
dropped to 36 degrees overnight.
The current midtown temperature
at 6:59 is a brisk 39 degrees.
Next news and weather again at 8:00.
Now back to the hits on New York's
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[POP MUSIC PLAYING ]
How about some heat?
I'm not an Eskimo.
Hey, Mr. Finzi, how you doing, man?
Looking good! Looking good.
-Gotcha!
-Gotcha. All right.
MAN: Miss Terry, good morning.
-Good morning.
-How you doing? I want a tulip.
-Tulip.
MAN:
Morning.
Good morning.
Morning, Terry.
Larry, Larry, Larry! You get any closer,
honey, you're gonna be a father.
You dog.
LARRY:
Dog's job.
Welcome to the boredom capital
of the world.
-Morning, Mr. Page.
-Morning, Fred.
Good morning, Mr. Page.
Looking good. Nice suit.
I don't get it.
God!
Forty goddamn people in the office,
the man's gotta pick on me.
Can't even say good morning.
-Good morning.
-Good morning.
-So did you sleep well last night?
-Yeah, aside from freezing my ass off.
-I didn't.
-Really? Again?
-Okay, give.
-A very nice man.
His name was Richard.... Something
Italian. Anyway, he used to be a doctor.
Still would be
if he had smarter lawyers.
Richard-something-ltalian?
Monday, it was Nick-something-Greek.
I liked him very much, but you
have to set high goals for yourself.
-Let's face it, he was no ex-doctor.
-Ex-doctors do not grow on trees.
-Hi, Karen.
-Oh, thanks for fixing my monitor.
You can make fun of me all you like,
but at least I am out there...
...I'm making an effort. You won't
meet anybody by sitting home....
-Morning ladies.
-Dougie!
-Terry!
-Dougie!
-Terry!
-Hey!
Hey, ready to saddle up,
ride the wild software?
Hey, Cynthia. You know that guy
you were with at Cole's last night?
-Yeah.
-I saw him on 60 Minutes doing this:
"No pictures, no comments. "
Doug, that's so amusing.
-Why do you do this to her?
-He knows it drives me up the wall.
I do it because you fall for it.
He's