happy with it.
- Can we see it?
- No, you can't see it.
The director doesn't work like that.
But trust me, it is good. It is damn good.
Look, I want to do a new project
with you guys.
Come on, let's talk here.
I like you. You like me.
I think we got
a pretty good combination here.
These are good.
This is exactly what I wanted.
This is exactly it, okay?
Good work. I knew you would get it.
Just got to be a little patient.
Oh, boy. It feels right.
This is... Oh, boy, I like this.
Carol?
- Is he coming back?
- No, he's gone now.
What does he really think
about the movie?
I don't know. He hasn't seen any of it yet.
Probably didn't have the right shoes on.
You guys moved into your new house yet?
We still got a little work to do.
Buying a house together
means you'll probably be getting married.
We're gonna try that new restaurant
across the street. How is it?
I don't know. I have asthma.
- Your table's right this way, gentlemen.
- Thank you.
This place is just a little overdone,
don't you think?
I mean, what is this, mulch?
Honey, do you think
Larry lies about everything?
Probably.
Carol said he hadn't seen it, which means
he's lying about having seen it...
rather than having seen it and then lying
about whether it's good or not.
What?
Thank you.
- You have trouble finding your way back?
- We just leave a trail of crumbs.
Enjoy.
A bit scary buying a house, isn't it?
Words like "escrow"...
- It's a nice, strong adult word.
- I know. I hate it.
This is sensational.
- Try some.
- I got some.
No, I put it together
much better than you do. Come on, try it.
See?
Tastes good.
We're good together, aren't we?
Funny, Carol thinking
we're getting married.
You know, tradition.
You buy a house, you get married.
If you think about it, I mean, you know...
we rent our house, we lease our car,
we live together...
Do you feel there's
a lack of commitment there somehow?
I committed to a house.
- What are we doing, Paula?
- What?
Buying this house, living together...
nagging at each other,
not nagging each other...
making love, not making love?
For God's sake, Paula,
we act like we're married.
Richard, I thought we made an agreement
a long time ago...
that we would live together. And if
we changed our minds, then we'd see.
I changed my mind.
Well, I haven't.
If you were my age, you'd understand.
All right. Let's wait till I'm your age
and then we'll discuss it.
Paula, there's some statements
I want to make with my life.
You're one of them.
Living with you just says
that you're my lover and my friend.
It doesn't state you're the woman
I intend to spend the rest of my life with.
Marriage makes that statement.
Marry me, Paula.
- Honey.
- What?
I don't know what to say.
Let's talk about it later, okay?
That's great. That's perfect.
They moved into their dream house
and they dated happily ever after.
I'm gonna lose Richard.
What are you afraid of?
I don't know.
I just keep thinking
that life is in three stages.
That you're born, you get married,
and then you die.
Wait a minute.
So you think that if you never get married,
you'll never die?
Something like that.
- Do me a favor.
- Yeah.
- Put him down for me.
- Sure.
I'm not very good at this.
Anyway... You know, I associate marriage
with having to grow up.
Now we've already done that.
Why have it rubbed in our faces?
And another thing.
You spend your whole life
trying to achieve a little personality...
a little individuality...
only to get married
and be referred to as someone's wife.
A missus. Mrs. Richard Babson.
No, thank you.
No, thank you very much.
What is this, a Manhattan?
- With lots of cherries. It's good.
- God.
I haven't had one of these in years.
- It's so adult.
- Yeah.
Can I have another drink?
Listen.
All of the reasons are all well and good...
but what it comes down to in the end
is whether or not you love him.
- I love him.
- Well, then, okay.
You're