# Just like twins, so in sync... # Morning, Freddie. Morning, Abby. You look awfully pretty today. Oh, is it that bad in there? Good morning. Morning. We got problems. There are no problems, only solutions. The traffic camera is down and we have no B-roll for a traffic segment. That is a problem. Call Matt at Media Lab. He's got some Skycams. Where are my weathermen? Right here. Hello. Thank you all for coming. You guys look great. Thanks for being here. Is there a reason they're all overweight? If they get the forecast wrong people are more willing to forgive a fat guy. Hate to do this, but I can't work with her any more. It's bad enough taking her criticism at home. A man can only endure so much. Larry, you are not a man. You are a newsman. Newsmen are not defined by the easy times, they're defined by the hard times. Can you imagine Ted Koppel or Tom Brokaw working with their wives as co-anchors? No, because they couldn't handle it. But you, you, my friend, have balls the size of Volkswagens. Don't think I haven't noticed. I only thought of them as blue of late, but you're right. They're quite sizable. Not disproportionately so. They're aesthetically appeasing. I think I made my point. Are you kidding me? Nobody in Sacramento gives a crap about the extinction rate of the Brazilian slug worm. But knowing which celebutante is in rehab is of vital importance? The sound of your voice - He is trying to kill me. He knows I can't eat crab. I'm allergic to it. Who doesn't eat Crab Rangoon? Oh my God, can anybody see this? Is that a hive? Looks like syphilis. You wouldn't recognise syphilis if it weren't for my story on hot celebrity STDs. (BLOWS WHISTLE) Standby to go to three. (ROCCO) Yes, cacciatore gets mushrooms, garlic. (LARRY) Put the mushrooms in. Whatever amount of garlic you want. You can't have enough garlic. Oh, you can. I certainly can. I do it every night. I got a nice big spoonful. Excellent, thank you. That good? I have to say, Rocco, this is the best chicken cacciatore I've ever tasted. I knew you'd like it. It's duck, actually. Oh, no. Did he just say duck? It's a great alternative to chicken. It tastes just like chicken, right? Duck, like quack-quack duck? Get ready to roll to an early break. Whoa, duck. We're a chicken household. We really are. Go to Javier while she pulls it together. "Is it OK?" "It's good." "Javier, do you like it?" Mmm! Can I take home the leftovers? You sure you don't want any leftovers? When we return, our live Skycam traffic update. "And guess who's in rehab this week?" "Also, how you can adopt your very own slug worm, when we come back." Roll your break. I don't know how you do it. It's just a matter of looking chaos in the eye and telling it to eff off. You guys did great. Thank you. I think it's time for a new chef. I really do. Oh, come on, Rocco's been with us - Abby! It's this upsetting? Hey, Stuart wants to see you. He's freaking out. Oh, he got the ratings. "Want some?" "Yeah, give me that." Have you seen the ratings from yesterday? We got beat by all the network shows, including a re-run of Who's The Boss? The one where the vacuum breaks. Just a temporary setback. Things will be better tomorrow. That guy with the cable access show on Channel 83 does better. If we programme Jerry Springer re-runs, we'd do a nine-share at a quarter of the price. Please don't tell me you're thinking of killing the show. We're not a family-run station any more, Abby. I love you, you're great at what you do, but you got to get me some numbers. I got two daughters in college and a son in beauty school. I don't know how much you know about Vidal Sassoon, but that shit ain't cheap. I can rally. I will rally. You do rally. Every day, Abby. But that's what worries me. That even you won't be enough. I should not be letting corporate management dictate the content of the show. It's my show. I control it. I should skip the date tonight, stay home, think up some ideas. Absolutely not, Abby. You should be out there observing humanity. Humanity is who watches our show. Yeah, all 2.47 per cent of them. You have rescheduled on this guy three times. You cancel tonight and he's gone. Look at this bone structure. This could be the bone structure of your future children. Don't you want them to be symmetrical? You printed out his profile? What? Yes. These have not been touched in some time. I have to live through you and this could be our next boyfriend. Hi. Hello. I'm looking for a guy with sandy brown hair, athletic build, blue eyes. He's 5'9", which I know you're thinking is a little short. But he's read The Great Gatsby twice. Technically I'm 5'8.5", but I could read it again if it makes it any better. Hi, can I get some water for the table? Yeah, a bottle of flat water, please. Thank you. Just one second. I'm sorry. They've done studies that show that tap water and bottled water are basically the same. They recently passed a law so restaurants have to filter their water, so it's really filtered water, which is the same as bottled water, except you don't have to pay $7. I just like the way it tastes. Can I get a Scotch on the rocks with that, too? Oh, yeah. I thought... I thought in your profile it said you like to drink red wine. You printed out my profile? Actually, my associate producer did. She doesn't like me to not be prepared, not that I'm ever not. Kudos on your comprehensive car insurance plan. It wasn't in my profile. No, but it's in your background check. So, tell me about yourself. Well, what's left to talk about that you don't already know? Good point. Alright, well, you know, I actually took the liberty of printing out some talking points, in case this happened. I take it this has happened before? No, but you have nine out of ten of the necessary attributes on my checklist. Oh, dear God. OK. This is a good one. Let's start with three. Don't ask. "More on that when we come back." We'll hear from a zoo official now forced to take -" "We're back with The Ugly Truth." "Tonight we're gonna be talking about what it is men and women really want in relationships." I've been looking at some books. "Smart Women, Foolish Choices." "Men Who Love Women Who Hate Them." "And Women Hating Men Who Love Women Who Hate Loving Men. Huh?" "Billions and billions wasted on psychobabble bullshit." Now listen up, ladies. I'm only going to say this once. It is just three little words. Men are simple. We cannot be trained. All this "Men Are From Venus" crap is a waste of your time and money. "You want to be a lonely hag? That's fine. Keep reading these stupid books." "But you want a relationship, then here's how you get one. It's called a Stairmaster. Get on it. Get skinny and get some trashy lingerie while you're at it. Because at the end of the day, all we're interested in is looks. No-one falls in love with your personality at first sight. We fall in love with your tits and your ass. And we stick around because of what you're willing to do with them. You want to win a man over, you don't need ten steps. You need one. It's called a blow-job. And don't forget to... "OK? Now, let's take the first caller." "How dare you burn those books? They've helped my life more than I can say." "What's your boyfriend's name, princess?" "I'm not seeing anyone right now." My point exactly, Shrek. Next caller. You're on the air. So you're saying that men are incapable of love. "Did I burst your little Harlequin romance bubble? Come on!" The only thing you burst is your credibility. Men are completely capable of experiencing love. OK, I'll bite. Go on. Who's the guy? What? "The guy." Mr Wonderful, the one who is so capable of love. Who is he? He's smart. He's handsome, but doesn't know it. He's successful, but in a job that means something. (SNORES) He loves red wine, picnics, classical music. This is a guy in America, right? You're not calling from Europe or something? He loves dogs but he's more of a cat person. He never gets up before you on a Sunday morning. Wait a second. I get it. You're a lesbian. What? You must be. You just described the perfect woman. Why are you so threatened by these qualities? Is it perhaps because you don't possess a single one? That is the real reason why women aren't interested in you. OK, I'll give you 100 bucks of my own money to go get this guy and bring him down here, let me meet him. Well, he's out there, somewhere. Wait a second. You're not even dating this guy? No. I'm describing a type. I thought that's what we were doing. You don't even know him? Oh, whoa, now I get the picture. Hold on. Oh, you're a dog. What? You must be. Come on, you heard me. If you were hot, you would be out breaking some poor schmuck's heart instead of spending all your time fantasising about Mr Wonderful. Face it. You're ugly. I am not ugly. Well, OK, let me help you out here. You might as well face the fact that you're gonna be alone and stop pining away for some fantasy guy you're never gonna get. How can you possibly - Hey, Lassie, the show's called The Ugly Truth. If you can't face it, don't call. "That wraps it up for this evening. I'm Mike Chadway, reminding you that the truth is never pretty." (JOY) How'd the date go? I was very pleased with the choice of restaurant. That is so awesome. Why? (STUART) Good morning, everyone. (ALL) Good morning. Before I play you this, I should warn you, this guy is a little rough round the edges. "Face it, you're ugly." "I am not ugly." Why are we watching this? Say hello to our new guest commentator. He's starting at two three-minute segments a week. Are you kidding me? Who the hell is this guy? Name's Mike Chadway. He's an uber-moron misogynist who represents everything that is wrong with television. I get crap when I suggest something even remotely fluffy. Come on, he's got a point of view. We don't have to like it. We're newspeople. We're objective. Stone Phillips interviews terrorists. He doesn't like them, he does it for ratings. I have a list of ideas to improve ratings. We don't need him. Not at all. "An intimate profile of the mayor." < I like that. I like the mayor. The mayor? It can be edgy and yet intriguing. Unless you can get him to bang three crack-whores and a German shepherd on live TV, no-one's gonna give a shit. I'm sorry, I was eavesdropping in the hall. Why did I tell you? Isn't this guy great? Thanks, boss. You already hired him? Who's this delightful creature? I'm your producer. I like a woman on top. < Oh, God. Nice office. He's just kidding. Oh, yeah. Mike, did you see your office yet? Come on, let me show you. Everybody take five. I'll be right back. Were you all not there last year for our sexual harassment meeting? Yes, were you not there, Larry? He wasn't sexually harassing me. I am an award-winning news producer. I am an award-winning news producer. I am an award-wi... You're an award-winning news producer. You don't knock? I did knock, you didn't answer. So your knock was negated by your complete lack of adherence to the social etiquette that follows a knock. Whoa, you're wound like a fucking top. Woof woof. Remember the bark. Last night a little phone conversation we had. Yeah. Hey, what do you know? You're not ugly at all. Imagine my relief(!) I want to thank you for getting me this gig. I would never have gotten it without you. You and I, we make good TV. You make imbecilic trash watched by housebound inbreds who are so busy with their hands down their pants they can't change the remote. I hadn't been picturing you that way, but it's a nice image. I do not watch your programme. My cat stepped on the remote. Oh, you want to thank your pussy for me then? Larry, Georgia, listen to me. I want you to skewer him. I want Mike Chadway to go down in flames. I want Mike Chadway to be nothing but a pile of ash on the seat. I want the janitor to come in and vacuum up the ashes with his Dustbuster and when he dumps it outside I want the rats to vomit and defecate on the ashes of Mike Chadway. Wow. I thought you were angry and bitter. No, Larry, that would be my untouched vagina. (SPEAKS INAUDIBLY) (MUSIC CONTINUES) Life's better together. Join Vodafone on a monthly plan, and if you don't love our network within 30 days, we'll give you your money back. That's our network guarantee. should come with three crispy nuggets or a delicious sundae,... uh, or nuggets or su` No, nuggets. Chadway, 20 seconds to air. About ready. Larry. There's a bird in my dressing room. I'll take care of it. A real bird? It's flying around. A sparrow? I don't know what type of bird. The security here is awful. You guys have got to keep the doors closed. Five, four, three... Good morning, I'm Larry Freeman, another beautiful day in Sacramento. "And I'm sitting here with a beautiful woman." Here we go. "(GEORGIA LAUGHS) Thank you, Larry." > Ready for the single on Georgia. For years there have been concerns about lowering television standards. But many believe that this man and his local public access show have brought things to a new low. With that, we welcome Mike Chadway. How you doing, guys? How do you respond when people say your show is offensive? Well, it is. But then again, so's the truth. The truth about what, Mr Chadway? What relationships are really like. Take marriage, for instance. It's about social pressure, status and sex. If it weren't for these things, men and women wouldn't even speak. Oh, dear. Sounds to me like no-one has ever loved you and you're taking that out on the female population. (LAUGHS) (LAUGHS) Good one. It was a crossfire. That was a good one. While we're making these observations, you two project this image of the perfect couple, when clearly it's a lie. Excuse me? Holy shit. Break for commercial. No, no, no. Stuart said keep rolling. What? When? This is my show. (BOTH) Not right now it isn't. Come on, Larry. I've watched your show for years. You used to be this cool, confident cat. What the hell happened to you? And you, Georgia, this one's no dumb bunny. She knew the only way to get off the weekend shift was to hook up with you. Then, lo and behold, she became more popular than you did. Ended up with twice your salary. Come on, Larry, take him down. Hold on, I am very proud of my wife's success. Baloney you are. You hate her success. You feel emasculated by her. And that screws with your head. "Which in turn screws with your manhood." "What's your point, Mr Chadway?" Yes, take control. My point is, your husband hasn't had sex with you in... I'm going to say, what, three months? Chadway, that is not my fault. I know. I mean, come on! I know, it's her fault. Why is it my fault? What am I supposed to do? Say no to money so he gets an erection? She said "erection" on television. All the networks do it. They're talking about erections. They say it on Sesame Street. I agree. Thank you. You've economically emasculated your husband to such a point that he is afraid to want you. (SIGHS) Sure, you could dump his ass, but have you seen the eligible men in Sacramento? Oh, God, it's slim pickings out there for a woman in her forties. Forty? (SIGHS) God! He just talked about her age. She's gonna kill me. Forty? You ain't gonna do any better than Larry. You just have to let him be a man. Let him be a man. I let him be a man. You have to let me be a man. Let him be a man. You've got to let me be a man. Simple as that. Now you, Frowny McFlaccid, come on. Oh, God. I'm not frowny. Yes, you are. Move in here and give this beautiful woman a kiss. McFlaccid? Does that mean what I think it means? Yes, it does. Kiss her. They're not gonna... Give it to her, right in front of me. Let me... Goddamn it, Georgia, let me be a man! Oh, no! Oh! Zoom in on that. America doesn't want to see this. That, my friends, is The Ugly Truth. Get ready to roll to your break. He is a man! Cut to commercials! Cut to commercials! That was great. Wasn't that great? I told you that guy was great. Good job, everybody. Wow! (KNOCK ON DOOR) Abby? Found her. 1,143 calls. Over 300 e-mails. 53 per cent of them were women. This guy is a lightning rod. They liked him? Liked him? They loved him. 93 per cent positive. How is that possible? I don't know. But I am scaling back the news and giving it to The Ugly Truth. Stuart, I really think this is a mistake. What do we even know about this guy? Who is he really? Moved here when he was ten. Pitched two little league championships. That's cute. Voted "Most Likely To Get Slapped" in his yearbook. Three years at San Jose State. Salesman for medical supplies in '04. Once arrested for urinating on a moving vehicle. That is incredibly challenging. Tell me about it. Never been married, hates asparagus. Let's just keep a smile on this guy's face and we'll both get our contracts renewed. Congratulations. "Mike, hi, it's Lauren. "I'm having a party on Saturday and you know what happens when I drink tequila." "It's me, Nicky. Why haven't you called me?" "I miss you." "I can't stop thinking about your huge..." Who's that? "..rubbing all over my..." "..dripping wet..." How was - How was school? You totally hosed me. What? Last week on your show you said always be mean to hot girls because they'll want you more. I tried it on Shauna. She cried and I got detention. First of all, don't listen to what I say on my show. Second of all, you're supposed to do that to 25-year-old girls who think they're hot and can get any guy they want. Not 14-year-old girls. They're going through puberty. They've got enough problems. Mom said when she was 14 she was the prettiest girl in class. I was there when she was 14 and let me tell you something. She lied. Don't listen to your Uncle Mike. He was blind from touching himself inappropriately. That's a nice thing to tell your son. Like he hasn't heard worse on your show. Let's hope you can clean it up now that you're on a network. Congrats! (SMASHING) D'Artagnan, no, you didn't. No, you get back here. Get back here. Do not - No, no, no. D'Artagnan! D'Artagnan. Shit. Alright. I'll just come up. I'm really not that flexible, D'Artagnan. I'm coming. I got you. Hold on. Hold on. Come here, baby. No, no. Come here, D'Artagnan. Good boy. Good boy, OK. OK. You're going to be OK. I hope we can get down. ('70S GUITAR MUSIC) Oh, my. (D'ARTAGNAN MEWS / SHE STIFLES HIM) Oh, my. My, my. He flosses. (SCREAMS) Help me! Somebody help me. I'm stuck in a tree. Help me! Anybody. I'm stuck in a tree. Stay calm. You're going to be fine. I'm sorry. Oh, my God. So you just moved in. That's great. I'm Abby, by the way. Your neighbour from across the way. So you're a doctor, wow. An orthopaedic surgeon. I do a lot of leg and hip stuff, but I do get the occasional foot. Your ankle seems to be fine. It's a mild sprain. This should help. Thank you, I guess I'm pretty lucky my cat chose the tree outside your window to climb. I'm here whenever you need me. I'm gonna put my home number on the back of my business card. If your ankle gives you any problems, give me a call. Great, thanks. Oh, wow, that's so weird. He doesn't usually like men. Dogs are great, but I'm a cat person. Well. I guess I'll get going, then. Yeah. Yeah. Thanks again. For saving my life. Any time. Bye. Bye. You forgot your cat. Right. I had a spider on me. It's gone now. Alright. Bye. OK. Thanks again. Good night. You are not going to believe how perfect he is. Symmetrical? You have no idea. Oh, good Lord. How did you leave it? Did he ask for your number? No, but he gave me his. So what do I do? Should I call? What should I say? OK, take a breath. Please, sweetheart, no tap water. Tap water. Don't bring it up. You've got naughty eyes. Did anyone ever tell you that? I have naughty everything. Hold that thought. OK. Bye, Karen. (CLEARS THROAT) Keep it clean, keep it moving. Stick to the script. You are on a live news programme. You do not have the luxury of using "blow" and "job" in the same sentence. If you say anything scatological you will be fired. Oh, really? Yes. Because I kind of thought you were the one who was going to get fired if you don't keep me happy. Yes. I've got a list of demands I would like to make after the show and let me just warn you. They're gonna be scatological. Ow. Because you look pretty today, I won't mention the misguided phallic rage you displayed. You hear my voice? Do what I say. Promise you'll talk dirty? "Morning, Sacramento. I'm Larry Freeman." "I'm Georgia Bordeney." "And I'm Mike Chadway." And this is The Ugly Truth. We'll be taking a few minutes every day to talk about men, women and relationships. Let's start with men. Men are simple. To illustrate my point, here we have a classic romantic setting. We have candlelight, champagne and even your own personal violinist. "Now, over here we have something quite different." "Follow me." Where the hell is he going? Follow him. Go with him, remote one. Babes wrestling in Jell-O. Oh, Jell-O. Abby... There's people calling and freaking out. Oh, Jesus. Sit down. Turn the monitor up. Let's take a quick survey and see which option the men out there would pick. Classical music and candlelit dinner or semi-naked chicks wrestling in strawberry flavoured goo. (WOLF WHISTLING) Holy shit. Alright. If we're gonna do this, we might as well milk it. Two, get ready to go wide. One, tight on his hand. Lick the Jell-O off her finger. "Lick the Jell-O off her finger." Just do it. "(SCREAMING / WHISTLING)" "I was wrong. It's cherry." "Back to you in the studio, Georgia. Bye." Coming up, we're gonna visit the aquarium and see how Penny the porpoise is doing. Can she clear that 10ft pole with a ball on her nose? When we come back. When we come back. I smell threesome. Great job, ladies. I can still taste you. Know what I mean. Do you realise that I once had the Archbishop Desmond Tutu on this show. Who's that? I can't demonstrate how far I've fallen cos you're not smart enough to get the reference. Wait, I thought we were a great team. You were the one who told me to lick the Jell-O. Do you understand how much I hate myself for that? It was cheap titillation. I'm now going to broadcasting hell behind the naked weather girl from Canada. Seriously? There's a naked weather girl? Hey, can we get her? You have to do it for the ratings, Abby. Think of my son. My son who had a dream of being a cosmetician. Think about him. Think about Joy. Just do it for me. Today will be partly sunny with cloud cover moving in from my left breast. Low-pressure systems are moving up, so expect a cold front. (EXPLOSION) "Watch Mike Chadway on Sacramento AM, giving us The Ugly Truth." "Each and every day at 9:00am, right here on Channel Two." I used to really like caviar, until I found out it was made out of fish eggs. Caviar is revolting. Morning, ladies. Yesterday's ratings. Thanks, John. Guess I should be happy about this? Yeah. You never got a 12 share before. I feel dirty. Hear about the ratings? Yes, I am the producer. Did you hear that corporate is coming next week to take me to dinner? Let's hope you can chew with your mouth closed. Why do you hate my guts? Your innards are of no consequence. It's what you represent. You hate the truth. Your skewed perception of male/female interaction is not the truth. But your imaginary boyfriend is the truth. For your information, I happened to meet him. Well, I hope he's real, because otherwise this is sad. He's real, he's very real. Not to mention stunningly handsome, morally sound. He's a surgeon, an orthopaedic surgeon. You know what that means. What? He had to stick his finger up some guy's butt in medical school. You disgust me. So, did butt-boy ask you out? Not yet. We're taking things slow, getting to know each other first. Why am I talking to you about this? In other words he didn't actually ask you out. What are you doing? "Doctor's office." Hi, this is Abby Richter calling for Dr Anderson. Yes, I'll hold. What are you doing? Shh! Shh! "Dr Anderson." Hi, Colin. This is Abby. Your neighbour from last night. Hey. Everything OK? "How's the ankle treating you?" Couldn't be better. I was just calling to let you know how much I enjoyed meeting you last night. Thanks. "I was thinking we should go out for dinner sometime." Oh. There is a new French bistro in town and an art opening that got amazing reviews. I was thinking we could go on Friday. Erm, Friday. Wow. Would Saturday be better? Actually, Abby, the thing is, I haven't really settled in yet. What the hell are you doing? I'm saving you. He was blowing you off. He wasn't blowing me off. He'll be expecting you to call him. When you don't, he'll call back. How do you know? Because I know how men operate. If you want it to work out, listen to me and do exactly as I say. You've probably already done irreparable damage with your psycho aggressive control-freak phone call. It might even be too late. If you do salvage the situation, you'll never be more than Abby, his desperate neighbour. I'm not desperate. Why, did you think I sounded desperate? Listen to you. Desperately asking me if you sound desperate. (PHONE RINGS) Oh! OK. Although you won't admit it, you know that I know what I'm talking about. It's your call, dude. Fine, what do I do? Pick up the phone and say, "Hey, Doug." Why would I - Just do it. Hey, Doug. No. This is Colin. Oh, my God, I'm so sorry. That's perfect. Er... who's Doug? He's just a guy I'm seeing. It's nothing serious. Just a guy I'm seeing, it's nothing serious. Oh, OK. Hang on a second. Hang on a second. Sure. Now what? Now just make him wait. If he's still holding on after 30 more seconds you may actually have a chance. No-one waits for someone they're going to blow off. You better be right. Give me time, I'll make this guy your bitch. I don't want a bitch. Colin would never be a bitch. He is a well-rounded man capable of mature emotions and deep abiding love. Things which you know not of. Maybe not, but I do know about lust, seduction and manipulation. Things that you know not of. Abby, I'll make you a deal. If you do exactly as I say and you get this guy, then you'll quit giving me shit and you'll work with me. You know as well as I do that we could make this show huge. And if it doesn't work? What do I get? Then I'll quit. You're really that confident? It's been more than 30 seconds. Alright, deal. Now what? Always make an impression. Let's get a move on, we have work to do. But... About the... In five seconds he'll call back. Come on. What are you, Nostradamus? (PHONE RINGS) Amazing. Rule number one, never criticise. Even if it's constructive? Never. Men are incapable of growth, change or progress. For men, self-improvement ends at toilet training. Rule number two, laugh at what ever he says. What if what he says isn't funny? That's irrelevant. A fake laugh is like a fake orgasm. A fake orgasm is good? No, but a fake orgasm is better than no orgasm at all. A fake orgasm is no orgasm. Only to you. You're not the only person in the room. Let's not be selfish. That was perfect. Real or fake? You'll never know. Rule number three, men are very visual. We have to change your look. What's wrong with my look? Abby, you're a very attractive woman, but you are completely inaccessible. You're all about comfort and efficiency. What's wrong with that? Nothing, except no-one wants to fuck it. Hello. May I be of assistance? Yes, you may. We need cocktail dresses, tight jeans and some bras that'll make my friend's breasts sit up and say "hello". They're not saying hello now? Actually, they're giving off more of a passing nod rather than an outright greeting. You know what, why don't you try this on? I think this will be wonderful. Now that is a bra. Boobies in this thing say, "Put me in your mouth, I taste good." I'm actually wearing one right now as we speak. Length is very important. We need short enough to see some thigh, but not so short to see vag. Vag says you're trying too hard. You think? Jeans are all about the curvature of the ass. You've got the raw materials, now all you need is the proper presentation. You just tell me I have a nice ass? Do you always have to be so crass? Rule number four, never talk about your problems. Men don't really listen or care. Some men care. No, some men pretend to care. When we ask you how you're doing, it's guy code for, "Let me stick my dick in your ass." I know you think Colin is above it all, but trust me, he's a guy. He's even remotely into you, he's probably thought about each one of your orifices at least ten times. I love how you assume all men are as perverse as you are. I don't assume. I know. Wait. We need to make one more stop. Why? I have tons of stuff. We have to make your hair longer. Men like something to grab on to other than your ass. There's nothing wrong with my hair. A ponytail implies that you are either operating heavy machinery or emptying the litter box. Neither of those things inspires an erection. Why is that my responsibility? Why isn't that his job? Shut up. SMOOTH MUSIC Bro. It's Pamela. SMOOTH MUSIC (SLURPS) # You know we get down with all the cyber moms. # One of them told me I was hot right now like Tiger Balm. # One of them said, 'Larz, you a teen heart-throb ` # 'make my baby faint; make a tween's heart stop.' # (GRUNTS, RETCHES) Ewww. He's a bit of a grossie, eh? (CHUCKLES SOFTLY) < (GRUNTS) Is that your friend? Him? (CHUCKLES) Nah. < (RETCHES) Ooh. (FOOTSTEPS UPSTAIRS) (SEDUCTIVE MUSIC) Well? What do you think? Er, not bad. Just... I don't want to be perceived as a bimbo. I don't want you to be a bimbo. You have to be two people. The saint and the sinner. The librarian and the stripper. On the one hand you have to push the guy away with a cold indifference. On the other you have to be a sexually teasing tornado. Now, we have to teach you flirting. I know how to flirt. You know how to flirt? "My name is Abby and I love reading Tolstoy." "I also love cats, gardening and romantic picnics." I don't think so. "Hey, babe, wearing any underwear?" You know what? I wouldn't say that and I wouldn't grab ass. "What's wrong with a little ass-grabbing?" "What's it there for if not to grab it? You're just a set of orifices." You are a deeply, deeply disturbed person. Maybe I'm just a really good student. Would you stop doing that? Doing what? Running your finger down there. Over me. Why? Is it turning you on? Maybe. It's weird, I think I kind of like it. Really? Sucker. I knew it. OK, no teaching the teacher. (KNOCK ON DOOR) Who is it? It's Colin. I'm not ready for this. I'm not ready for this. Calm down. Shh! OK. Keep the conversation under a minute. Now go. Under a minute? Yes. Under a minute. Wait, wait, wait. You're such an asshole. Hi. Hey. Wow. You look great. Oh, thanks. Yeah, I was just doing the dishes. So what happened today? What do you mean? You put me on hold and never called back. Oh, my God, was that you? Yeah. I'm so sorry. It's OK. Colin, would you mind calling later? I'm so busy, got to get back to those dishes. Abby, wait. What now? That's good. Make him suffer. Make him suffer. Suffer. Abby, I was wondering if you'd like to go to the Devils game with me on Saturday? (COMMENTATOR) He delivers. (APPLAUSE / CHEERING) (MIKE) "OK, I have a visual." "Nod if you can hear me." Just relax. It's gonna be fine. "Do exactly what I tell you, when I tell you to do it, OK?" You follow baseball? "Do something non-committal." Eh. You OK? I'm fine. "That was a little over the top. Nice try." Well, thanks. For what? Well, thanks... for being you. You're welcome. (CHEERING) Excuse me. Oh, my God. You're Mike Chadway. I love you. Hey, buddy, what the hell? Dude, what the fuck? Dude, what the fuck? What? "No, I'm not talking to you." I'm not talking to you. Did I do something wrong? (CLEARS THROAT) Stop, listen. Tell him you saw him looking at another girl. I-I-I saw you... I saw you looking at another girl. Who? That girl right there. I was trying to get us a couple of hot dogs. Two, thank you. OK, we need a quick recovery. "Make sure you put the hot dog in your mouth nice and slowly." Men like watching "penis-shaped food go into a girl's mouth." I'm so sorry. God, I'm so sorry. It's OK. You know what, I can get this out. I'm sure I can. What kind of fabric is this? I don't know, cotton. Ooh, cotton is the worst. Actually, leather is the worst. Right after that it's suede. I still think I can get it out. Hold on, it's coming. (CHEERING) Where? There, right there. "Abby. Abby, you might want to look up." (SPORTS FANFARE) "Way to go, Abby." OK, got you. I'm in position. Can't say today was boring. You're being nice. I embarrassed you. No, you're just not what I'm used to. I know. Actually, it's a good thing. I'm used to women I can figure out in five seconds. But I can't do that with you. "He's an idiot. I figured you out in two. Now tell him good night and stick your tits out." "We're gonna give this one last shot." Well, good night, then. That definitely made up for my wet crotch. Me, too. Scratch that, I didn't have one. Yeah. I'll see you later. Yeah. Bye. Bye. Night. Night. You did it, you did it, you did it. I didn't do anything. You did. It was you. Don't ask me why, but I think he likes you. He's such a great guy, right? Yeah, he's dreamy. Yeah. And he fits all ten of the criteria on my checklist. Weren't items one through nine something to do with him being gay? I'm going to ignore that because I am in such a good mood. Yeah, I heard. Wet crotch. should come with three crispy nuggets or a delicious sundae,... uh, or nuggets or su` No, nuggets. to human beings, both genetically and socially. Especially when it comes to sex. They use sex as a way to end an argument, one of my favourite techniques as well. In fact, when they come upon a new food source, they have a gangbang to decrease tension... Small person on site. ..which is something I think we humans should look into. No, this is not for children. It's OK, I know him. You do? Yes. ..sit on their asses all day and boss men around. Sounds like a great argument for evolution if you ask me. And that, my friends, is The Ugly Truth. And we're out. Great job, Mike. Thank you. See you guys later. I've got an adult male bonobo monkey in my pants. I'd like to see that. What are you doing here? I told you no watching the show. Especially live. I need some emergency advice. Tracy McIvor asked me to the Sadie Hawkins Dance. Is it dorky if I say yes? Dorky? Hell no! Are you kidding? You're ahead of the game. Women are coming to you. You know how cool that is? Relish this moment, OK? Now get the hell out of here. I'll see you at 5:00. We'll celebrate. Don't forget the pizza, King Kong. Hey, have I ever? He lives with you? Well, next door. With my sister. Oh. He's my nephew. Oh. Cute kid. Yeah. Do me. OK, so guess what. Colin called. He wants to get together again. Oh, Lord. So, how long should I wait to have sex with him? The more you make him beg for it, the more you're going to keep him on the hook. So, do everything else but. But then... show him that beneath that control-freak exterior of yours, that there's a sexual deviant waiting to be unleashed. No, no, I'm not a sexual deviant. Good point. I'm guessing you've been out of practice for, what, a year? No. Eleven months. God. Eleven months. How do you live? Come on. How often do you... Do I what? Do I what? You know, er... Flick the bean. What bean? Your bean. Flick it. Down there. Oh, gross, that's what you call it? What is wrong with you? Actually, I call it masturbating, but I thought that might offend your delicate ladylike sensibilities. So, how often do you flick it? I don't know. How often do you flick it? You're only asking me that so you can picture me flicking mine while you flick yours. Oh, no. I would never picture you while I do that. It's not something I do. I don't do that. Yes, you would. No. Never? No. I find it... impersonal. Abby, what could be more personal than you flicking your bean? I just don't see myself that way, OK? OK, well, I do. Come here. You'd better start. If you don't want to have sex with you, why the hell would Colin? What is this? What is this, baby? What? (D'ARTAGNAN MEOWS) What, baby? What is this? What is this, D'Artagnan? "Astrea 1." Oh. "Vibrating brief." Wow. (PHONE BEEPS) Great. (DOORBELL RINGS) He said he was running late. What is he doing here already? Good, you're ready. For what? The dinner with corporate. Didn't you get my e-mail? No, and I can't. I have a date with Colin. You can't go because you have a date. You have no idea how hard those are for her to get. Then let's pick him up on the way. Come on, let's go. Right now. Come on, let's go. Sorry to hijack your date, brother. No worries. You're a producer as well? No, dude, I'm the talent. So you're an anchor, then? No, I do The Ugly Truth. Hasn't he ever seen our show? Come on, Stuart. Our show is way too lowbrow for Colin. He's a doctor. Yes, that's right. He is. He doesn't want to hear about things like implants and oral sex. You talk about oral sex? Oh, look, we're here. You invited the Jell-O twins? Yeah, thought it was good thinking. Well, certainly can't hurt. Ladies, you're looking quite fetching. Hey, hey. Gang's all here. Harold, Bob, you remember Abby, right? Hi, this is - And we all know Mike Chadway. Who are these lovely ladies? Something tells me we won't be talking about the news tonight. (LAUGHTER) Come this way. You're doing a hell of a job. > Couldn't agree more. (LAUGHTER) That's a good one. That is funny. Thank you. So, you guys here to give me a raise or what? Ow. That's my guy. Always with the jokes. No, really, we are very excited about this year's rating increases. We're hoping that in the next quarter we can - (VIBRATING) Oh, God. What's wrong? Noth- Could you... Excuse me. Shit. Sorry, she's... (VIBRATING) What are you doing? I'm looking... for... the remote. What remote? For... (GASPS) The underwear. What, you're wearing them? Now? Oh! Wow. Are you OK? Yeah. Yeah. (GROANS) This cerviche... it's so good. Quite possibly the best I have ever tasted. (SIGHS) I'm gonna ask the chef for the recipe. Abby, hold on. Tell Harold about the new teaser campaign we're starting next week. You're gonna love this. Sure, sure, sure, sure, sure. Well, they're... they're 15 seconds. Every hour. On... the hour. Yep. Yep, yep. They're so... so... You tell them, Mike. You should tell them. Yes, yes. Yes! You tell them. Actually, I was really enjoying the way you were telling them. It was great. You were telling them. What's in cerviche? They're, erm... They're unlike anything you have ever felt. Amazing. And they're of... of Mike telling an ugly truth and they are just so... so cutting edge. So... So fantastic. So fantastic. Oh, God! So, so great. Oh, God, yeah. You're gonna love them. Got to love her enthusiasm, right? I'm gonna... use the rest room, if you'll excuse me. Sorry, buddy. That's my toy. Did you know he had it the whole time? Not the whole time. Just part of the time. I figured I should let you finish. How kind. Thanks for coming tonight. To dinner. That kind of coming. Mm-hmm. He likes you, by the way. Colin. I can tell. Really? We ready to go? Yes. I know Abby is. Great. Let's go. Take care. Thanks. Well, that went well, I think. Sure did. Let's get a drink. # "Pocketful Of Sunshine" - Natasha Bedingfield # I got a pocket Got a pocketful of sunshine # I got a love and I know that it's all mine # Oh Whoa # Do what you want but you're never gonna break me # Sticks and stones are never gonna shake me # Oh Whoa # Take me away Take me away # A secret place A secret place # A sweet escape A sweet escape # Take me away Take me away # Take me away, take me away # To better days To better days # Take me away Take me away # A higher place A higher place # I got a pocket Got a pocketful of sunshine # I got a love and I know that it's all mine # Oh Whoa # Do what you want but you're never gonna break me # Sticks and stones are never gonna shake me # Oh Whoa # Never gonna shake me # Wish that you could but you ain't gonna own me # Do anything you can to control me # Oh No # You can't control me # Take me away Take me away # A secret place A secret place # A sweet escape A sweet escape # Take me away Take me away # Take me away, take me away # To better days To better days # Take me away Take me away # A higher place A higher place # The sun is on my side # Take me for a ride # I smile up to the sky # I know I'll be alright # The sun is on my side # Take me for a ride # I smile up to the sky # I know I'll be alright # Take me away Take me away # A secret place A secret place # A sweet escape A sweet escape # Take me away Take me away # Take me away, take me away # A secret place A secret place # To better days To better days # Take me away Take me away. # # Take me away, take me away # To better days To better days # Uh-huh. OK. just conference me when you get hold of her. Alright, so we have the balloon festival coming up and I thought for sweeps it might be nice to do a segment on how men are full of hot air. Right? It's good. No. We should still do some stuff on location cos you're great when you're interacting with people. I'm sorry, did you just say I'm great? Yeah, you kind of are. Back at you, babe. So tell me this. Why hasn't some fancy New York show stolen you away? Oh, I much prefer Sacramento to New York. Come on. You just like being a big fish in a little pond, huh? No. No. Sacramento isn't really a pond, it's more of a lake, or even an estuary. And it's a great place to raise a family. Really good school system, the parks are clean and well maintained and safe. There's a much lower divorce rate here than there is in New York. Oh, yes, well. Thank God Colin would never be into a woman like that. Oh, yeah, I forgot. Colin only likes women of quality. That's a trait to be admired, not mocked, man-whore. Man-whore? Why am I a man-whore? I've seen you with the fun-bag twins, remember? Saw me what? You saw me introduce them to some network executives? They want to be actresses, baby. Who am I to kill their dream? Such a generous man. Now you'll tell me you've never slept with them. Ah, well, I didn't say that. That's my point. Men, or man-whores, prefer women in slutty clothes who suck lots of cock. Every man wants that. And for your information, I only slept with the one who could read. Wait a second, did you just say cock? Yes. Yes, I did. I can say cock. You don't own the word. Cock. Cock, cock, cock. OK, I get it. A week ago you were crying at the thought of a vibrator, now you're cock this, cock that, cock, cock, cock. You slept with Colin, didn't you? No. No. (LAUGHS) We didn't. We're saving that for this weekend. He's taking me to Lake Tahoe. Wow. Wow. Well. Here's to overturning assumptions, huh? I'm really a man of discriminating taste. You're a foul-mouthed slut. Thank you. "So, there you have it. Never assume a girl is easy or assume she's a prude." "There are many layers in between. And it's your job, gentlemen, to peel back those layers and figure out exactly what type of woman you're dealing with. That sounded almost enlightened. Because once you do peel back those layers, my friends, her lady garden awaits. And he's back. I'm pretty sure you're gonna want to fertilise that patch of petunias. Well, thanks, Mike. Coming up after this message, Javier tells us if your petunias are going to see any rainfall this weekend. I sure hope mine do. I want to go home but let's go over the script. Let's get it done really quickly. I'm turned on with the layers. Want to see the layers? There he is. What's up? Good news. You're not going to believe this I got you on the Late Late Show with Craig Ferguson. They want you as his guest. Craig Ferguson wants me on his show? You're shitting me. I am not. Oh, yeah! We made it. (BOTH CHEER) Hi. Who are you? This is Rick. I'm his agent. Since when do you have an agent? And since when is it OK to book Late Night without the producer's approval? Actually, it's Late Late. It's two lates. And since he became the hottest personality on morning TV. Have you seen this guy's ratings? Yes, yes, I have. OK. Anyways, you leave tonight. It's all set. How cool is this? (LAUGHS) (GEORGIA SHRIEKS) Oh, my God! Joy said you wanted to see me. I just found out that Mike is being offered a job at a CBS affiliate in San Francisco at twice the pay. Craig Ferguson is his audition. You can't be serious. I'm serious. If Bob and Harold find out we are dead. I need you to fly out and talk him out of it. I'm going to Lake Tahoe this weekend. Just don't let him know that you know beforehand. Let him do the show and get us our publicity. Then convince him he needs to sign on with us for the next three years. It's all we can do. Yes, Stuart, I'm pulling up. I'm going to try to catch him before he goes. OK. I'll call you back. Thank you. Hello, little stupid penis face. You would still be on cable access if it weren't me, here you want to move to CBS. Is everything OK, miss? Yes, I'm just practising my speech. Abby? What are you doing here? I thought you were going to Tahoe. Couldn't spend a day without me, could you? Yes, I just can't get enough of your sparkling wit and charm. Stuart thought you needed a producer more than I needed to get laid. I've got to check in. We leave in five minutes. Wow. Five minutes. Tick tock, tick tock. Yes, dear. OK. Let's go over the pre-interview questions. I'm sorry you didn't get to spend time with little Colin this weekend. And by little I don't mean undersized, although I highly suspect that's the case. Colin's penis. That's what you want to talk about right now? Because I thought maybe we should talk about what you're going to say on the show. Yeah. OK. "So tell me, Mike, how did The Ugly Truth start?" Well, Mr Irish Craig Ferguson, I had a sales job where I was driving around a lot listening to talk radio. I started calling in and then I realised I'm smarter than everybody else. Just ask my producer, Happy. She thinks I'm a genius on days when she's not sexually frustrated. Thousands of lives have been enriched by your wisdom. Excuse me, lady, but you have a boyfriend because of me. It may have started because of you, but it's lasted because of me. You're acting like your normal control-freak psycho self again. I am not a control freak. When you checked in to the hotel, did you or did you not insist on getting an eastern facing room on a floor not below seven? I like rising with the sun and a view. My point is that Colin likes the Mike version of Abby, not the Abby version of Abby. So don't go knocking my words of wisdom when you're living proof that they work. You know I could be having sex right now. Right this way, please. This is awesome. You are about to go on national television. This isn't helping, Rick. Just do what you always do. What do I always do? You, er, I don't know... You entertain millions of people with your moronic ideas and they love you for it. That may be the nicest thing you've ever said to me. You're welcome. Here to tell us The Ugly Truth about men and women, it's Mike Chadway. (APPLAUSE) Come on up. Hey, how are you, folks? Alright, Mike, welcome. Now, listen, men, we men - I think I can say we men. Not necessarily wee men, but men of all sizes. We're not exactly known for our expertise in matters of the heart. But I hear you have some very interesting ideas and theories. What advice would you give to the people out there that are looking for love? My advice would be don't do it. (LAUGHTER) Try to find lust instead. It's a lot easier and a lot less messy. Blue balls, they only last a few hours, but a broken heart, that can last years. (LAUGHTER) "Goodness me. Tell me, what's her name?" Who? The woman that screwed you up. She must have been a doozy. Ah, well, like I said. Better a floozy than a doozy. (LAUGHTER) Hi. I'm looking for an Abby Richter. (SALSA MUSIC) (STUART) "Did you get him? Is he ours?" I'm working on it. I've got to go. Where's Rick? I sent him home. I thought maybe you and I could celebrate on our own. Give me some of that. And what exactly are we celebrating? Hello? Craig Ferguson. I was just on it. Maybe you saw. I heard about the offer from CBS. Well, then, maybe you heard I turned it down. You did? Why? Jonah. He needs me around. I may not be the best father figure out there, but I'm the only one he's got. I don't want to half-ass it all the way from San Francisco. Well, I think that's a very good decision. Thank you. Now, can we stop talking about work and maybe relax? Drink, enjoy. God. Tell me about the doozy. You know, the woman who broke your heart. You are just totally trying to kill my buzz. No, I'm not. I'm just interested in what makes you you. Well, for your information, it was more than just one. It was more like a parade. Co-dependent girls, unfaithful girls, depressed girls. Narcissistic girls. Phoney girls. Girls who it turned out didn't actually like me. By the time I hit 30 I realised you can only have so many lousy relationships before you figure out there's no such thing as a good woman. Come on, you can't really believe there's no such thing as a good relationship. To my very core. Hello. Can I get you something? I'll have one of those, please. A mojito, sure. Would you like anything else? Yeah, some water. Would you like still or sparkling? Tap water is great, thanks. Tap, alright. What? What?! It's the exact same thing, isn't it? So I've been told. Come on. Let's dance. No, I'm serious. I've seen your spazzy dance, now I want to see the real thing. No, really, I can't dance like that. I can. Kinda. Mike, no. No. # "El Gitano Del Amor" - Latin Soul Syndicate # The way you walk, the way you talk The way you smile sets me off # The way you move The way you groove # Makes me glad that I'm with you # The way you walk, the way you talk The way you smile sets me off # The way you move The way you groove # Makes me glad that I'm with you (SONG CONTINUES IN SPANISH) # The way you walk, the way you talk The way you smile sets me off # The way you move The way you groove # Makes me glad that I'm with you # The way you walk, the way you talk The way you smile sets me off # The way you move The way you groove # Makes me glad that I'm with you (SONG CONTINUES IN SPANISH) We have an early flight tomorrow. We should go. Yeah. We should go. So, the car is going to pick us up downstairs tomorrow at 8:00. Do you want me to call you? No, I'll get a wake-up call. Yeah, good idea. I had a really good time tonight. Me, too. 8:00am. Good night. Good night. Good night. Yeah, good night. I had fun. Yeah. (ALARM RINGS) I guess... I guess I should... I should go. Good night. What the hell was that? Why do I want to do it again? (KNOCK ON DOOR) Miss me? Colin. What, you were expecting someone else? No. Since you couldn't come to Lake Tahoe I decided to come to you. How did you know I was here? Joy told me. I started thinking about the stuff we were going to do there and I... Come here. ..decided I couldn't wait. Little champagne? Yeah. Great. So happy to be here. Oh, yes. What's wrong? Nothing. You just surprised me. You told me you were spontaneous. Yes, I did. Have a little something else on its way up for you. You are going to love it. (CHAMPAGNE POPS) I tell you, it comes out so fast, right? Wow, I guess we'll have to get naked sooner than I thought. I'll get you a towel. OK. Abby, I... Abby, I really, really want to do that again and not just tonight. Fuck! Fuck, fuck, fuck. Man up, Chadway. Come on, you can do this. Hey... Hey. You're not room service. How are you doing, man? Hey. Good to see you. I just came by to tell Abby about the change in our flight time. OK. I can come by later. Hi. Hey. What are you doing here? Flight's changed. 8:00am. In the morning. I told you that already. Long day, big day. OK. I'm just leaving. Mike. Mike. Hey, wait. He came to surprise me. I... How convenient. No, I thought it was you at the door. I guess we're all interchangeable. I taught you well. Maybe you could even host the show. Tell me what happened in the elevator. Should I tell Colin to go? No. No, why pull up anchor now? You worked damn hard to get him here. That's it? That's all you have to say? What do you want me to say? The truth is ugly, isn't it? It's what I've been trying to tell you. I'll see you. Sorry about that. No, honestly, no worries. Come here. Listen, the rest of the night is ours. To the first of many romantic evenings to come. Whoa. OK. Yeah. Colin. Why do you like me? Oh. Wow. You're beautiful. You're smart. You... You never criticise. You know what, you never try to control the situation. And I've got to say, it's a breath of fresh air because I know so many women who are total control freaks. It's a nightmare. I love that you're not like that. But I am. I am just like that. What do you mean? Well, this should be chilled. But you know that. And as horrible as it sounds, I was editing that speech the entire time you were giving it. And the time you fed me caviar, I was in physical pain. I hate being fed like a toddler. That's how much of a control freak I am. But I couldn't show you any of that because who would love someone like that? No-one. I'm so sorry. You are a great guy, you really are. Which is why I have to tell you that I have not been myself. Not for one second of the time that we've been dating. Then who have you been? The girl some idiot told me to be. (ABBY) Good morning, Freddie. What did you do to him? I didn't do anything. He missed the fight all on his own. He quit this morning. I just got a smug call from the local CBS affiliate saying they closed the deal. Corporate is having a shit fit. What happened? He quit to go to one of our local competitors? We don't need Mike Chadway. Halfwit troglodytes are a dime a dozen. You better be right. You've got to find another one by the end of the week or we're cancelled. I'll find one by the end of the day. Not really. That's just a joke, everybody. I can't believe I let myself feel anything for him. You felt enough something to break up with Colin. I'm sorry. Here are the Mike Chadway replacements. Yes, no, yes, no, no. Fuck no. "Fuck no." Alright. So, what do you think of the new set? I love it. KSXP retained the copyright to your old segment title so we retitled you "Morning Madness With Mike". Love it. And this is Joe, your new producer. Hi. You know what I like best about you, Joe? I don't want to have sex with you at all. I'm relieved to hear that. # "Chainsaw" - Daniel Merriweather # Giving myself to you is like giving myself to a chainsaw # You keep cutting me open # Why is it the only thing that you're good for? # Giving myself to you is like giving myself to a chainsaw # You keep cutting me open # Why is it the only thing that you're good for? # Oh, oh... # How's my face? Is it too shiny? Which side is better? Right? Left? Full frontal? They're all great. Can we go over your intro one more time? "I'm Jack Magnum and this is..." The Ugly Truth. OK. Let's maybe lose the gun thing. What? Gun's my signature move. Unless the NRA is paying your mortgage this month, I say lose the effing gun. We're live in five, four, three... Think this guy's any good? He better be. I'm Jack Magnum and this is The Ugly Truth. Peace. Oh, Jesus, he's going political. OK, we'll do a couple of questions with the balloon pilot about how often couples get it on in flight, then we're out. Got it. Hey, check it out. Your replacement is on. My what? Your replacement? "Most of you are watching this so you can learn how to get chicks." "Well, let me assure you, you're in good hands." You're looking at a guy who personally has had sex with over 137 women. Most of them conscious. (LAUGHS) This is beautiful. We're here at the balloon festival and I'm supposed to be telling you about how men are full of hot air. But I think we all know it's the ladies that are full of crap. Just because she says no doesn't mean she means no. If that were the case, I'd have only 90 women. OK. Alright. What the hell? Did you... Oh. Welcome back. Looks like we're experiencing some technical difficulty. Yeah, when you have a wine festival... I got it. Hi. We're back. I'm sorry, but Jack Magnum will no longer be able to do The Ugly Truth. Which should really come as no surprise, because men are completely unreliable. What is she doing? (PHONE RINGS) Yes, Harold, yes. I know, we're fixing it. "Take Mike Chadway, for instance. He up and quit the show without so much as a word." "You think you know what men are gonna do. You think you know what men want to do." "But when it comes right down to that moment "where they actually need to step up and, I don't know, make a move, they chicken out." I am all over this. Where are you going? We're live in two. It's going great. The big, strong, brave men that we've all been reading about in novels and watching in movies since we were nine years old, that's a fallacy. They don't exist. Men are not strong. Men are not brave. Men are afraid. It's all part of the show. It's an Andy Kaufman thing we're doing. Even if they have a moment in a hotel elevator and it's totally romantic and full of potential, men are incapable of copping to it. Because, why? Men are weak. Let me tell you something about women. Hey. Women would have us believe that they are the victim. That we break their hearts for sport. I thought he quit. "That's crap." I told you we'd get him back. They say they want true love, but all they want is a checklist. Is he perfect? Is he handsome? Is he a doctor? "For you who fit the criteria, don't kid yourselves." "They're not sleeping with you." They're sleeping with a carefully calculated set of venal choices. Money over substance, looks over soul, polish over principles. No gesture, no matter how real or romantic, will ever compensate for a really impressive list of credentials. This coming from a man who's never made a gesture other than this one. So the elevator wasn't a gesture? The elevator was a moment of passion, followed by a moment of panic on your part, apparently. Panic? I came by your room. Yes, and then you ran away. That wasn't panic, sweetheart. That was an unwillingness to compete with the walking checklist that was in your bed. You should be thanking me. We've got ten seconds. Ready to soar up, up and away? There you have it, folks. That's The Ugly Truth. A girl in heat for two guys will always choose the one with the better resume. That is bull... And we're out. God. I hate you so much I just swore on live television. No, you hate yourself for being so shallow. Off we go. Where are we going? I'm not going anywhere with you. That's a shocker, you're bailing. I wouldn't recommend that. Keep following on the on-board camera. "What are you..." "God, what is wrong with you?" They don't even know they're on the air. Nuh-uh. Is there any way to tell them that they're on the air? No. They're gonna curse, I know it. So, who wants champagne? Oh, I know. I've got a great idea. Why don't we pass the time with you telling me how much fun you and Colin had having sex in Los Angeles? I broke up with Colin in Los Angeles, you jackass. On our left you'll see the high sierras... What? Oh, yeah, that's got your interest. If you think we're gonna finish what we started you are out of your mind. You lost your chance. Come on. I never had a chance with you. To our right over here you'll see the lovely Sacramento river. Winding its way through the dichromatic landscape. Could you please stop talking? Thank you. You are right. I had a momentary lapse in judgment when I thought you were more, but you aren't. Oh, yeah? What does that mean? "I'm Mike Chadway. I like girls in Jell-O." "I fuck like a monkey. Don't fall in love, it's scary." For God's sakes, there's the first one. Yeah, it is scary. It's terrifying. Especially when I'm in love with a psycho like you. "I am not a psycho." Love? Oh! I just told you that I loved you and all your heard was "psycho". You're the definition of neurotic. The definition of neurotic is a person who suffers from anxiety, obsessive thoughts, compulsive acts and physical ailments with no objective evidence. Shut up. Yet again I just told you I'm in love with you and you're here giving me a vocabulary lesson. You're in love with me. Why? Beats the shit out of me. But I am. (BOTH GROAN / BED CREAKS) Oh, Mike. You're amazing. Yeah. Oh, you're a God. Oh! Really? Oh, God. Am I really that good? Or are you... Are you just faking it? You'll never know.