Doug gets propositioned by a female lawyer (Linda Lavin).
Written by Carol Evan McKeand and David Jacobs; produced by Nigel McKeand; directed by Alf Kjellin.
Linda Lavin: Annie Laurie.
Mari Gorman: secretary.
Louise Foley: Audrey.
Buddy: I still don't understand what Dad's case is all about. Nancy: Oh, well, that's simple. Dad represents a certain electronics corporation, which owns a certain patent. And another corporation, a much larger one, is suing Dad's client be-- [notices that Buddy has wandered off towards the oven] I thought you wanted to hear about the case? Buddy: I did -- until you started. English muffins are more interesting than that.
Doug: You were formidable. Annie Laurie: Speak the truth, Counselor. Not formidable -- mean. Doug: A little mean. [knock on the door] Doug: Yes? Ditzy temp secretary: It's 6 o'clock, Mr. Douglas, I'm leaving. Doug: Uh, Lawrence. Secretary: Oh, Lawrence, oh, I'm so sorry. Uh, Miss Peach will be back tomorrow, so... I won't be. Well, good night. Doug: G'night. Secretary: It certainly is nice in here. Doug: Well, you -- you, uh, you certainly filled in wonderfully. I mean, you really held the fort. Secretary: Did I? Doug: You were a life-saver. Secretary: Oh, thank you... [blushes] Well, good night. Doug: G'night. [secretary barely manages to get out the door without banging into it] A.L.: You're not, though. Doug: What? A.L.: Mean. Not a mean bone in your body, Mr. Douglas. [Doug laughs] In fact, you're the kindest man I've ever met. You're funny, too -- that's very important, you know. And you're very attractive. Doug: Flattery will get you everywhere. A.L.: I hope so. Doug: Wait a minute. This conversation -- A.L.: It's not a conversation. This is a proposition. Doug: Annie! I'm a middle-aged man. I mean, we're very susceptible. A.L.: Good. Willie: I'm sorry, Buddy, I just can't help you. Buddy: What do you mean? You've been doing my homework for years! This is no time to build up a conscience. Willie: It's not that... I just don't get it -- I mean, you've got null sets, you've got universal sets... Sounds more like a tennis match than math.
Doug: Good evening, Kate. Now, what are you doing? Kate: Stealing the silver -- you caught me. Dinner will be ready in 15 minutes. Doug: I told you this morning I was gonna take you out to dinner. Kate: So you did. When I didn't hear from you all day, I figured it was off. Doug: Sorry, I forgot to call. I didn't have 5 minutes. Kate: Of course, playing hockey can really keep a person on the move. Doug: Playing hockey? Kate: I stopped at your office. Your temporary secretary told me you were playing hockey. I presume she meant "hooky." Doug: That isn't like you, Kate. Kate: That's what I thought about you, and lying.