|
|
Tuesday, February 12, 2008 Henry wakes up from a dream about gambling, and Vienna's not happy. But he eventually wins her over. Today’s episode was directed by Jennifer Pepperman. No writer listed due to writer's strike.
Transcripts from TVMegasite Henry: I call. Vienna: Call me what? Henry: Aces. Vienna: What kind of name is that? Henry: Mm. Queen-high. Vienna: Well, that's more like it. Henry: I see you, and I raise you four "Gs." I win. Come to papa. What? Vienna: No! Henry, you lose!
Henry: Maybe a little sugar will sweeten you up. Vienna: Not only were you gambling yesterday, you were dreaming about it and I do not approve. If anything, you should be dreaming about me, not some inside straight with deuces wild. Henry: I know, I know, I know, liebchen. How can I make it up to you? I know you want me to. How bout if I find that special little place that drives you crazy? Wow. It get chilly in here, or is it just me? Vienna: No, it won't work, Henry. Henry: What? What won't work? Give me a chance here, honey. Come on. Vienna: Why should I? If I give you anything, you just gamble it away. Henry: No, that's not true. Let's, let's start over here. All right? What do you say that we, uh, you know that -- Vienna: No! Forget it, Henry. You know what? No more sex as long as you're gambling! Henry: But I'm not. Vienna: Better yet, no more sex as long as you're thinking or dreaming about gambling!
Henry: How can I control what I'm dreaming about? Vienna: No, I would prefer if you were dreaming about me. Henry: I do, I do. I dream about you all the time. One of my favorite recurring dreams is with you playing the star forward on O.U.'s women's basketball team. I mean, the hoops I go through for you. Vienna: You're dreaming about me and other women? Henry: Well, I think they're the cheerleaders, actually. They're cheering for us. They're saying, "go, Henry, go Vienna, all the way. Rah, rah, rah! Sis-boom-bah!" You know? Vienna: You know what? This is even worse than I thought it was. Not only are you gambling in your sleep, but you're unfaithful to me in your dreams. Henry: Vienna, honey, honey, honey, honey!
Henry: What do I have to do to make you believe me? Vienna: No, this is serious, Henry. If you keep gambling and roving around looking at other women -- well, then, you and I, we are in serious trouble. Henry: Listen -- wait a second now. When you fell in love with me, you fell in love with the whole package. Do I like to play the ponies, and play a little poker? You bet your sweet patootie I do. But -- playing poker got us the diner, and you love al's, don't you? Vienna: Yes, I do! But I don't love that your dreaming about the women's basketball team! Henry: Wait, what -- what about the women's hockey team? Is that a deal breaker? Just kidding! I'm kidding! Please, please, come on! Look, I'll be honest with you, I have been dreaming about beautiful women since I was old enough to suck my thumb. Look what it got me. It got me you. You are all my dreams come true. I -- this is going to sound very corny -- whenever I thought about loving someone so beautiful and so perfect, I thought it was going to be just a fantasy, yet here you are. And I can't help myself, sweetheart. I think about you. I dream about you every day and every night. Vienna: You do love me. Don't you, Henry? Henry: I more than love you. Whenever I'm with you, I can't control myself. I'm kind of out of my mind. You better watch out because I'm not really responsible for my actions. Vienna: Yes, Henry, you're mine! You know what? Henry: What, what, what? Vienna: Better yet -- I'm going to teach you a lesson. Henry: You're going to teach me a lesson? I like that. Why don't I be the shy, little student, and you be the star basketball player? The ball is in your court!
|