Sex and the City s06e04 Episode Script

In New York City, it is a statistical fact that once every seven minutes, an unsuspecting woman Shut the fuck up! dates an actor.
Let me go.
My husband will be home any minute! For Samantha, one of the perks of dating Jerry the actor was getting to stage full-scale fantasy productions.
Please don't hurt me.
I'll do anything.
Just shut the fuck up! You are really good.
I said, shut the fuck up.
No, you shut the fuck up, and fuck me before my husband gets home.
Now! And then he pretended to tie my hands behind my back and the whole time he kept screaming, "Shut the fuck up.
" I tell you, it is so refreshing to be with someone who likes to fuck outside the box.
- And this is my friend, Samantha.
- The wallflower.
Right.
That is incredibly offensive.
Violence against women is a very serious issue.
Please, it was a fantasy.
Fantasies can't be censored.
Actually, I think the Supreme Court is working on that right now.
All fantasies are healthy and harmless.
Don't you agree? You know, as a guy, I've always been under the impression that rape, or anything in the rape family is just not a good idea.
Can I go home now? There is no greater sound than your friends laughing at your new boyfriend's jokes.
That's not the only scenario we play.
Sometimes he's Senator Smith, or Principal Smith.
- Cellmate Smith - Okay, moving on.
Miranda, how was your date with the real estate guy? Actually, it wasn't horrible.
He was kind of cute, and funny, and Hello? Dr.
Smith, thank you for returning my call.
Excuse me, he thinks I may have the mumps.
Yes, I'm swollen.
Now, that's hot.
So how did the date end? He walked me home - I'm sorry, are you maxed-out on girl talk? - No, I'm good.
I'll let you know.
So he kissed me goodnight at the door, I invited him up.
He couldn't because he had an early meeting.
We kissed again.
Then he said he'd call.
Two kisses.
Very promising.
You think, even though he didn't come up? Definitely.
It means he likes you, but he wants to take it slow.
That's nice.
Berger, what do you think? You really want to know? Please, I would love to have a man's opinion for a change.
All right.
I'm not gonna sugarcoat it for you.
He's just not that into you.
- That's not true! - Don't listen to him.
No, I'm intrigued.
Elaborate.
Look, I'm sorry, but when a guy's really into you he's coming upstairs, meeting or no meeting.
That is ludicrous! What about extenuating circumstances? What about you're stressed out, you're on deadline, you have a migraine? Or a lot of guys are afraid of getting their feelings hurt and they don't want to ruin a friendship.
Or they're freaked out by their own feelings.
There's a lot of push-pull out there.
A lot of mixed messages.
Yeah, I have to say that's all coat for, "He's just not that into you.
" I'm sorry, but with guys it's very simple.
If we're into you, we're coming upstairs.
We're booking the next date.
There are no mixed messages.
No mixed messages? But I've spent my whole life deciphering mixed messages.
I've made a whole career of it.
Wow.
He's just not that into me.
Honey, ignore this person.
He doesn't know what he's talking about.
You're fired.
Look, if he's not into you, the guy's obviously a weenie, so No, I love it.
It is the most liberating thing I have ever heard.
Think how much time and therapy I could have saved over the last 20 years if I had known this.
I still think the real estate guy is gonna call.
I think you've got an uncomfortable e-mail coming your way, you know? Something like, "Sorry I haven't called.
"I'm in a place in the world where they don't have phones.
" I love him.
The best part of a night out with your friends is talking about them all the way home.
Charlotte is a trip, Samantha's hilarious.
They all are.
- They thought you were hilarious.
- How do you not love Miranda? I know.
I love her.
And I love that you loved her.
God, she loved you.
They all did.
And they're a tough crowd.
- I'm a tough crowd.
- Okay, your choice: Fudgesicle or Nutty Buddy? Oh, my God! I wanted this one.
We're perfect! When you went to the men's room, they were - Stop.
- What, am I talking too much? No, I wanna say something and I don't want you to say anything back, okay? You promise? I love you.
I love you, too.
And I'm not saying it because you said it to me.
I promise.
I was gonna say it before.
I've been thinking it the whole night.
I love you.
I just wanted to say it again on my own.
In my euphoric state I knew there was only one kind of person who could tolerate me.
I'm in love, too! I'm so happy for you.
It's the fastest I've ever said, "I love you," but I could not hold it in my mouth.
And why should you? There's no reason.
You're in love.
- I'm in love.
- I love Harry so much, it hurts.
Sometimes I look at Berger, and he's so cute I just wanna squeeze his face off! This Friday night is my first official Shabbos.
So I am cooking a big, traditional dinner for Harry.
- I'm so excited to finally be a real Jew.
- Here's your brisket, lady.
Listen, I said lean.
Just when I thought my week couldn't get any better I came home to find a little surprise from Berger.
From Berger's book to Samantha's books.
I'm sorry, Ms.
Jones but you owe the U.
S.
Government $300,000 in back taxes.
But, Auditor Smith, I don't have that kind of money.
What are you going to do, take the shirt off my back? Take the shirt off my back.
Now this is what I call internal revenue.
In my fantasy, Hurricane Pandora would be brilliant.
In reality it was.
If you're still not finished, it's all over between us.
I just finished it, just this minute.
I swear.
Did you stop for meals? It's been two days.
It's 400 pages.
- Well, I can't date a slow reader.
- Are you done? The question is, are you done? Yes, I'm done, and if you would shut your trap I could tell you that I love, love, loved it.
I loved it! Except for one huge problem.
You have your leading lady running all over town wearing a scrunchy.
The hair thing? What's wrong with that? Nothing, unless you're writing about women in Manhattan.
In which case, where do I begin? What are you talking about? Many New York women wear scrunchies.
In the bathroom maybe, when they're washing their faces.
You're full of shit.
I've seen women every single day all over New York City wearing scrunchies.
But here's the thing.
Here's my crucial point.
No woman who works at W magazine and lives on Perry Street would be caught dead at a hip, downtown restaurant wearing a scrunchy.
Man, it's a good thing I came along because you may know the fellows, but I know the ladies.
Great.
Okay, can I read you my favorite part? No, I'm done talking about the book.
Are we ordering in? He completely shut down.
Why? Why did I have to get up on my sassy horse and ruin everything? Yeah, sass will bite you on the ass.
And the thing that kills me is I love the book.
I could have gushed about it all night.
Why did I have to go straight to the negative and just pick at it? Because you're in a relationship.
I used to pick at Steve about everything: The way he held his fork, his grammar - his dirty fingernails.
- Used to? He has a new girlfriend for that now.
Debbie.
- Do you think Debbie picks at Steve? - Of course.
All women pick.
It's in our DNA.
It's our little way of showing that we care.
I think I made it abundantly clear just how much I care.
You have to work it out with him.
Berger has single-handedly changed my life.
I still haven't heard from the real estate guy, but it's fine.
He's just not that into me.
I think, right now, Berger's just not that into me.
So talk to him about it.
You two seem like you could laugh your way through anything.
Yeah, it's that kind of thinking that got me into this in the first place.
One of the signs that a female gorilla is in love is that she can be seen picking nits off her male companion.
And yet, in humans, nit-picking can ruin a perfectly good evening not to mention a relationship.
Women are known to be more verbal than men.
But when does criticism that's constructive become destructive? Are there times when the ladies should just shut the fuck up? The next morning, another woman was making too much noise.
What on earth is all that banging? Good morning, Mrs.
Collier.
I'm a Jew now.
How are you? I know he'll call eventually.
He's just going through a really hard time right now.
His boss got laid off.
Later, on her lunch hour, Miranda checked her Blackberry.
There it was.
The uncomfortable e-mail Berger had predicted.
Then, when they get busy, it's like, "I can't call.
I'm so stressed.
" But he's gonna call.
- And his kitchen's being rewired.
- It's all so complicated.
- That's a two-day process.
- At least.
Excuse me, I couldn't help but overhear your conversation and I hope what I'm gonna say will save you a lot of time and energy.
He's just not that into you.
So move on.
Have a great day.
Having passed on the gospel to these New York women Miranda could only hope they would spread the word far and wide.
- Bitch.
- Who the hell asked her? Not me.
- I know you didn't.
- Crazy people in New York.
- He is so gonna call you.
- I know.
And as two women's fantasies were being shattered another's were being brought to life.
Detective Smith, Department of Homicide.
I'm afraid I'm gonna have to ask you some questions, ma'am.
Why, certainly, Detective.
Am I in some kind of trouble? - Two martinis, please, straight up.
- Yes, ma'am.
- Actually, make mine a seltzer.
- Of course, you're working.
But, you know, Detective one little drink won't kill you.
- He'll have a martini.
- No, it's a seltzer.
Seriously, Samantha, I'm in AA.
That sobered Samantha right up.
Totally fucked up for eight years in Seattle You know, I just realized.
I have a presentation first thing in the morning.
So, sorry.
Jerry had taken the fantasy into dangerous territory.
Reality.
- Two martinis.
- No, dude, I said a seltzer.
Meanwhile, Charlotte was hard at work on her fantasy role.
' Martha Jewart.
The kugel's in the oven, the matzo balls are boiling.
It's three hours till Shabbos.
We should start braiding the challah.
Doesn't Shabbos mean "day of rest," i.
e.
Ordering in? We're wearing aprons.
Do you own aprons? - The challah! - Okay, you don't have to holler.
Miranda, like this.
I don't know what I'm doing.
Why did you call me over here? Because I didn't want to spend the entire week saying, "Guess you had to be there.
" Did Harry's friend ever call you? Yes.
As a matter of fact, I'm seeing him tonight.
You think I can get away with this outfit? Definitely, the apron softens you.
Can you read me what's next, after it's braided? With her high school boyfriend, Charlotte doodled.
With Harry, she Jew-dled.
I think it calls for two cups of Mrs.
Harry York-Goldenblatt.
Did I miss something? Did you get married while I was at work? No, but that's where we're headed.
You forgot Charlotte Yorkenblatt.
Actually, I've been making some calls and I was wondering how you both felt about November.
November? For what? For our wedding.
Most of the synagogues are booked through the fall.
- November works for me.
- Has Harry even proposed yet? No, but he will.
Aren't you counting your matzo balls before they rise? Miranda, zip the lip.
We have an understanding about our future.
We don't have to talk about it all the time.
It's b'shert.
- I don't know what that means.
- It's meant to be.
I would never have gone through all this trouble if I didn't know for sure that we were getting married.
I'm sorry, I just don't want to see you get hurt again.
And ever since her reality check with Jerry Samantha had no interest in seeing him again.
However, when a certain government official called she was more than happy to take a meeting.
Secret Service Agent Smith, if you're here who's protecting the President? You know, I changed my mind.
I thought of something even hotter for us to play.
Hotter than Secret Service sluts? I'm me, you're you.
Go.
You know, when I told you the other night I was in AA, you bolted.
What's up with that? It is Jerry, isn't it? I'm afraid we want different things.
You want to tell me all about you and I don't want you to tell me all about you.
It spoils the fantasy.
- That's harsh.
- Yeah, I am harsh.
I'm also demanding, stubborn, self-sufficient, and always right.
In bed, at the office, and everywhere else.
- I already knew that.
- And that's just a little bit about me.
All right, cool.
Let me tell you one little thing about me.
- See, this is exactly - At least let me tell you my last name.
It's Jerrod.
Your parents named you Jerry Jerrod? - No wonder you drank.
- Right.
There would still be accountants and undercover agents in their future.
But that night, Samantha and Jerry got off on playing themselves.
Meanwhile, I was looking forward to putting the scrunchy moment behind us.
Unfortunately, it was staring us in the face.
Okay, I'm sorry to have to do this but I do believe we are in the presence of a scrunchy.
I also do believe, and correct me if I'm wrong that we are in New York City proper.
This woman does not appear to be washing her face.
She appears to be standing in line at a hip, downtown restaurant.
So it kind of kills your New York woman theory.
Tough break, Bradshaw.
- She's not from New York.
- What? Doesn't matter.
Did they say how long the wait was gonna be? Excuse me.
Hi, I'm sorry to bother you.
We're just wondering what part of New York you live in.
Me? I am from Macon, Georgia.
But thanks, you made my whole day.
Honey, did you hear that? These people think I live in New York.
I'm so hungry.
When are they gonna let us sit down? Downtown, over curried lamb and chutney Miranda found herself pleasantly surprised by Charlotte's matchmaking skills.
That was one spicy biryani! I know, I've lost all feeling in my tongue.
Listen, I know a great place around the corner if you wanna get coffee.
I wish I could, but I really should call it a night.
It's fine, I understand.
You're just not that into me, and it's okay.
I get it.
No, I like you.
I just really have to go.
- Paul, come on, you can stop lying.
- I am not lying.
Come on, be a man.
Tell the truth.
I have diarrhea.
Apparently there is one rare exception to Berger's rule and it often involves curry.
After dinner, Berger ate banana cream pie and I ate my words.
Another thing I loved was the way you used the sister's phone calls as little landposts.
I mean, landmarks or mileposts.
Anyway I just loved how those sort of punctuated the story.
It was just a really nice touch.
Oh, my God, the introduction Brilliant! You're instantly on this guy's side, even though he's a complete mess.
You know, you really just nailed him.
While I was working overtime Charlotte's work was finally coming to an end.
Harry, you can come on in now.
Sorry it's so late.
What's all this? Since it's our first Shabbos together, I wanted to make it a little special.
A little? This is phenomenal.
I just need to get the candles and then we can say the bracha.
Come on.
Honey, please turn that off.
We're about to eat.
It smells incredible.
And you made brisket.
I cannot believe you made brisket.
- Good Shabbos.
- Good Shabbos, sweetie.
I cannot believe you made all this.
- What did I do to deserve you? - I feel the same way.
I've been thinking about blessings and you are such a blessing to me.
What are you - Why is the TV on? - It's on mute.
Mute? We're having Shabbos dinner.
It's a big game, honey.
Turn it off.
I want you to turn it off right this minute.
- But it's - Off now.
Let me just watch this one pitch.
I gave up Christ for you and you can't give up the Mets? It's gonna be a long life if you keep that up.
"I gave up Christ for you, take out the trash.
"I gave up Christ for you, pick up your socks.
" Do you have any idea how hard I worked to prepare this meal for you? I went to Zabar's every day this week I had to make 30 matzo balls just to get four that were the right size and shape.
Not to mention the months of studying and cramming like a maniac to convert to Judaism.
And what have you done for me? Set the date.
What are you talking about? You said you couldn't marry me unless I was Jewish and now I'm Jewish.
Set the date! You're acting crazy! Do you hear yourself? Do you know how lucky you are to have me? Do you know how we look? Do you know what people out there think when they see us together? Do you? Yeah, I know what people are thinking.
I just didn't think you were one of them.
Finally it was Charlotte who was on mute.
I don't need this.
I'm leaving.
To think I bought a ring.
The Mets won that night, 5 to 4.
But Charlotte lost everything that mattered to her.
I just remembered another hilarious part.
And later, on the corner of 73rd and mea culpa You know the scene where the dishwasher guy is spooning up the Rice Chex and he's putting them back in the box? It's perfection.
How did you come up with that? - It's so lame.
- No, it was not.
It was hysterical.
I'm not talking about the book.
I'm talking about what you're doing right now.
I just wanted you to know how much I loved your book because I did.
And I'm sorry I muddied it up with the whole scrunchy thing.
It's not that big a deal.
I think I'm gonna call it a night.
I gotta get an early start tomorrow.
- Are you kidding? - No.
Thanks for dinner.
I'll call you tomorrow.
And then there are times when a New York woman should not shut the fuck up.
You can't just pull that line on me and walk away.
This time it's true.
You're obviously still pissed, and I'm sorry but you can't just shut down like this.
We have to be able to say what's on our minds.
If you thought that I had made some kind of mistake I would want you to tell me.
Nice hat.
It's fabulous, and you said that to hurt my feelings.
- That's how you made me feel that night.
- Fabulous.
- So, you could just walk away now? - Yes, I can.
I'm sorry, all right? What was I supposed to do with that scrunchy comment? Was I supposed to hop in my time machine and fix my entire book? I don't know what your problem is, but it has nothing to do with a scrunchy.
Yeah, it's about the fact that my book is a big, fat, fucking failure.
- Wait.
What? - It's just, I already feel like shit.
You trying to pump me up all night, not helping.
I'm sure this is all very sexy.
You probably never really Stop.
I want to say something and I want you to listen.
You're a beautiful writer and I loved your book.
And I love you.
And I still think you're very sexy.
And I'm not gonna let you make a joke right now.
Then I got nothing.
Come on.
Saying "I love you" is easy.
What comes next is a little scrunchier.
Harry hadn't called in two days except to say he was sending someone over to pick up his TV.
Just what New York needs.
' Another single Jewish girl.
Good morning.
- Mind if I get in there and wash my face? - Not at all.
Oh, my God, where did you get that? Macon, Georgia.
Why, you wanna try it on? You're gonna look so pretty with this scrunchy on.
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