Maid in Manhattan: Walk in the park (HD CLIP)

Speeches can be tricky. What happened? Well, I don't know. He just kind of froze and ran off stage. And now he has this thing about speaking in public. He's all freaked out. I always get nervous before I go on, you know? Really? Yeah. Well, not always. Just sometimes. Mr. Marshall? Hey, Rufus. Look at the other dog. What a surprise, a dog walker. Let me guess, Jerry sent you. Yeah, to get Rufus? Uh-huh. Oh, that's Rufus. That's him. Beautiful. Can I? Sure. Hey, buddy. Can I have him? OK. Thank you. Mom, can I go play? Yep, go ahead. Oh, this is for you. Come here. Thank you. Bye. Let's go. It's from my nanny. Hey, do you want to sit down? Um, sure. Yeah, over here. OK. Oh, cool. I won't get dirty. Oh, Lord. I almost sat on your face. Right there. Ty seems like a terrific kid. Thanks. I'm kind of crazy about him. I have never met a 10-year-old Nixon aficionado. Yeah, I know. Last year, they studied the 70s at school. And he's become obsessed with the politics, the music. Last month, he was reading the Kissinger biographies. You're kidding. No. I'm waiting for him to discover another decade. Until then, I'm learning a lot. Well, you know, I think it's great. You do? Yeah, I do. Hey, Mom. Guess what? I threw a stick up in the air, and all of us caught it. Really? Yeah. I want to go do it again. So, uh, how long are you in town for? I'm not sure. You always stay at the Beresford? Sometimes I feel like I live there. So what brings you here? Work. And what do you do? Oh, my God. 11 o'clock by the tree. What? Check it. 11 o'clock. Oh, jeez. That's Eddie Yatter. What does he want? He's a paparazzi. I can't shake him. He works for Blanton Maddox, who's won gold lately. He's been to catch me with another woman. So his sleazy tabloid can say that I've broken up with, um. Your supermodel fiance? Uh-huh. Oh, God. Ty! What? Come on. Um, I've just realized that you. Excuse me? Sorry. It's just that my face is. What? What's wrong with your face? No. It's stuck to your. What's that? Oh, God. Oh, God! Here, here. Get it off him, Lord. Let me, let me, let me. It's OK. Oh, my God. Did I get anything on it? Is it OK? It's perfect. So, uh. OK. Don't believe everything you read. Any of it true? Uh, no. Well, we, yeah. We were seeing each other. Now we're seeing less of each other. It's complicated. Um.