like what?
i'm not going to give him any money. just take care of my station for a minute.
what did you do, vince?
i promised marnie i wouldn't give you money. vince takes linda's hand between his and stares into her eyes.
don't look at me like that.  don't do that with your eyes.  i shouldn't even be here with you.
that is so beautiful. how do you make up that stuff? you're such a poet.
you gotta be more specific, considering our clientele.
he wouldn't show his face around here. right, marnie? * she looks down at -- *
i hope this helps -- please don't hurt him.
it's your birthday? why didn't you tell me?
you'll tremble plenty before we're through, vince benedict. they kiss.
angel's food or devil's food?
there's only one vince benedict. he's a force of nature.
i know that -- geez, you don't think i know that -- ? it's so cute, the way he thinks he's tricking me. anyway, what's wrong about other people's songs? some guys tell you dirty jokes. it just proves that vince has a romantic soul. cut to:
vince.  ? i didn't know you had a brother.
happy birthday, vince.
where are you going?
you were going somewhere -- you weren't even going to say goodbye --
like what?
a fortune! that's great!
vince?
i'm coming with you. i'm not letting you out of my sight.
i am because if you say 'no' one more time -- -- i'll tell everybody you're hiding a fortune in your --
throws open the door, with a big smile on her face.
guess what? vince just invited us all to go to new mexico and texas. vince comes in behind linda, trying to conceal his exasperation.
did julius like the cookies? marnie shrugs.
i think that's good.
i always knew that.
you sure know a lot about beer.
did you tell anybody we were coming to santa fe?
let's go to the ladies' room.
you sick or something?
she'll love you whatever you look like.
i think you're nervous.
c'mere.
if she's disappointed in you, then she's a fake -- who could want more from a son?
i know. that's why, when we get back, i think we should move in together.
i'm not saying we have to get married or anything, and it's not about me wanting to keep an eye on you, either. i just want to live with you.
i promise not to try and make you happy unless you want me to. vince is clearly unnerved by the twin emotional demands of linda and meeting his mother.
am i really your best girl?
there better not be, because.  'i only have eyes for you' they kiss.
let's get her some flowers.
introduce yourselves. * as they take a step in the direction of the painter.
you ought to be so proud of your mother, vince. she donated her house and her land and all her paintings to help young artists.
you know that's not true.
vince -- quit acting crazy --
you don't know -- he's got something worth maybe millions in that trunk -- he could get himself killed delivering it.
what the hell are you doing here?
how did you get in here?
typical. she walks past him, approaches her door, puts in the key. vince follows, speaking softly, his sincerity absolutely genuine.
you're right, you don't deserve it.
vince, they're beautiful.
yes, but.
what matter is that?
what about it?