Tell me, has love worked out so well for you?
-没有 但是... -那你就是个傻瓜
- No, but-- - Then you are a fool.
For you shouldn't have to learn a lesson twice.
Let's go find Lord Remington.
We should be going.
This is stupid.
What a pleasure to see you again.
What's up, Pretty?
This whole toasting is eating me up on the inside.
My-- my dad was such a dick.
He lied about everything and now he's turning me into a liar, too.
Listen, your old man's gone.
Whatever you say out there, that's for you.
You know what, Mick?
I think you're onto something.
Hey, where's Nate?
Well, we need to find him because Hank's spirit
is still here.
Hey, cheer up.
I mean, what does Jane Austen know?
How to be witty and wise
and mix satire with romance.
I bet you these girls know where Lord Remington is.
They do look like fan girls.
Okay, you know the era. You take the lead.
He's simply the handsomest man I've ever laid eyes on.
I know what you mean.
Lord Remington is such a fine specimen.
I can't say I share your sentiment.
His coachman, though, what he lacks in means,
he makes up for in magnetism.
His arrival has sent many hearts aflutter.
as in the guy we pushed Zari to hook up with!
Zari's gonna smash the fugitive!
Sorry. This is moving really fast.
- I agree. - You do?
What's your name?
My name is Zari. What's your name?
You know what? Don't-- don't answer that.
You don't kiss like any man I've ever known.
What are you?
I am Kamadeva,
the Hindu god of love.
We're too late!
We think you might be dealing with--
Yeah, I know.
This is Kamadeva.
As in the namesake of Kama Sutra, Kamadeva?
That I did not know.
Look, I'm not going to sleep with a magical fugitive.
You are incredible.
A woman has never before resisted my charms.
All right, you're coming with us.
I would follow Miss Zari to the world's end.
Well, your days of ruining Regency-era marriages
are over, Kamadeva.
I only sought to grant people the courage
to follow their hearts' desire.
Oh, I think he likes you.
Gideon, get us out of here.
I'm not so sure we can go yet.
Miss Wu is correct.
The historical records still indicate
that Jane Austen's career is in jeopardy.
We caught the fugitive. What's the problem?
Well, it's too late to knock on Jane Austen's door tonight.
We'll talk to her tomorrow.
So, I'm to spend the night...
what a waste.
All right, everybody out.
Hi. Come on.
Surely I can have a bed.
Well, I had Gideon fabricate some jim-jams because, uh,
you know, it's a slumber party.
Obviously since you're my guest, you will get the bed.
Oh, well, it's big enough for the both of us.
We can just share.
You can turn around now.
It really covers everything.
Thing is, I pride myself on being a gentleman
and the gentlemanly thing to do would be to sleep in the chair.
But you--you-you can't--there's no way--
Nate. How's the old toast going?
Is there one or two N's in "Conniving"?
May I suggest a slight change of plan?
No. Mick is right.
It's time for me to tell the truth about my dad.
How was I supposed to know Hank's ghost was here?
Yeah, that's about the gist of it, Natey boy.
You see, your old man's spirit is working very hard
to stay attached to the mortal realm.
I can only surmise that he has something he wants to say to you,
so if you wouldn't mind leaving off your roast for a bit,
joining us for a brief séance,
and I'll have him on his way in no time.
There's nothing Hank can say now to excuse him
from embezzling money and hurting creatures.
In fact, I'm glad he's still here,
'cause it's his turn to listen to me!
You don't scare me, Hank!
You want me in bed with you?
Yes, I did. I do.
- Is this okay? - Yes.
Damn it, this is definitely a dream.
The fugitive get to you, too?
Well, personally, I really enjoyed my night,
blowing David Bowie's mind.
Who'd you get a leg over, Z?
等等 让我猜猜 内特
Wait, let me guess. Nate?