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Be careful, Uncle Scrooge. I will, Webby. (grunts) - Shadow Pass sure is scary! - Yeah, I hope it gets dark soon. Why in the world would you want it to get dark? No shadows. (Webby screams) Webby! What is it? A snowflake just landed on my nose! How can anyone get so excited over one little snowflake? Now, ten bijillion snowflakes, and you have something to get excited about! Yeah, you have a blizzard! I'm worried about Mr. McDee. I'm gonna take another look. (nephevvs) No, Launchpad! Don't! Couldn't see a thing! - l say we go after him! - We can't! He's the only one with the right equipment for being up here! The rest of us weren't supposed to come along, remember? But what if he's lost, or hurt or-or. (all gasp) Brr! (snores, vvhistles) Quack! Quack! (snores, vvhistles)
Quack! Quack! (snores, vvhistles) Quack! Quack! Oh! What's that? (deep voice) Uh-oh! It must be the wind. The wind doesn't "uh-oh!" Whatever it was, it ran away. That's what I was about to do! - l hate to see you give up, Uncle Scrooge. - We can't risk another blizzard. How did he get here ahead of me? This ought to get McDuck out of the running and into the rolling! (laughs) Uncle Scrooge, look! (gasps) An avalanche, run! Uh, Uncle Scrooge! is that you? (gasps) (all) Webby! Where are you, Webby? Hey, Uncle Scrooge! I found tracks! Webby's tracks? Yeah, and the tracks of something else! Did he say something else?
- They're huge! - What could it be? (Scrooge) The tracks of an abominable snowman! Snowman? Come on, Mr. McDee! They don't even have feet! They're just three big snowballs with lumps of coal for eyes, and cute little carrot noses, and. Huh? Hey, wait for me! (grovvling) (laughs) I'll be the first to find those ice caves, now that Scrooge has been scared off by my little growlzy-wowzy act. (deep voice) Growlzy-wowzy? Well, Launchpad, you've seen your first abominable snowman. He shoulda been called "the abominable hair man"! - Ya-ha-ha-ho-ho-ee! - Sounds like he's going away. - Let's go! - Good idea, Mr. McDee. (Scrooge) This way, Launchpad! Oh, yeah, of course. That way! I was afraid of this! The snowman lives in the ice cave. Be as quiet as you can, boys. I've never seen anything like it! Wow! It's like the inside of an ice cream truck! (grunting) What should we do, search together or split up? (all) Aah!
OK, but should we do it together or. Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! I think the time for being quiet has passed. Hello! (echoing) Webby! Boys! Anybody! Yulp! Skittle me kilts! It's gold! (grunting) I'd recognize gold anywhere. It's my favorite color! (laughs) Aah! What a ride! It's even colder down here than it is up above. .and scarier! Ah, you guys got to think positive. But, Launchpad, Webby's lost, Uncle Scrooge is lost, we're lost, and there's a monster in these caves trying to get us. Come on, there must be something positive about all this. If we don't keep moving we're going to freeze to death. There you go! Gold, gems, treasure of all kind! (gasps) The crown! The crown of Genghis Khan! (laughs) I knew I'd find it, first! King of the explorers, once again!
(sigh) Who am I kidding? Webby's gone, now the boys are missing. Ugh! We'll never find our way out of these freezing caves! You've got to keep a stiff upper lip, Louie. That's easy! It's frozen! I can't go on! I'm too tired. Me, too! Launchpad! Get up! Aw, let me sleep in, will ya, Ma? It's Saturday! Come on, Launchpad. .can't go to sleep. We've got to. Oh, what's that? It's. it's Webby! We're freezing to death, and she's eating a snow cone! - Boy, were we glad to see you, Webby! - Good thing I heard Launchpad snoring. Will you look at this place! Everything is made of ice! Yeow! Even the chairs! So what happened to you after the avalanche, Webby? Yeah! - My teddy bear saved me!
- Teddy bear? You don't have a teddy bear! (gasps) Oh, yes, she does! (grunting) Snowy, have you seen Uncle Scrooge? (all gasp) Uncle Scrooge! One good thing about a frozen world, (slurps) a snow cone never melts before you can eat it! He's waking up! Have some of this hot soup, Mr. McDee, and in no time you'll feel fat as a fiddle! (slurps) Mm, that's good. - Where did you get this? - She made it. (gasps) An abominable snow, er, uh, woman! Uh-oh! Oh, but she's really sweet and gentle. And she makes fantastic snow cones! I know! She tried to make one out of me, the blasted beast! You're hurting her feelings, Uncle Scrooge. Feelings? She's a dangerous animal! Get away from us, you monster! (sobbing) Oh, Uncle Scrooge! Look what you've done! Snowy! Come back! Webby!
After her! We don't want to lose her again. Ooh, my! - You're still weak, Uncle Scrooge. - Don't worry, Mr. McDee, I'll find her. This is a switch. It's usually the girls chasing me! - Where did she go? - Shh! Listen! (crying) (sobbing) Don't run, Snowy! Snowy! Look out! Oh, no! Hang on, Snowy! You have to save her, Launchpad, you have to! Don't you worry, Webby. I'm not a hero for nothing. (Tarzan yell) (grunting) Phew! You've been eating too many snow cones! Now, hold on, er, ma'am! (Webby) You're her hero, Launchpad! (giggles) (all) Aw, but Uncle Scrooge! No, and that's my final word! That beast is dangerous.
We are leaving while we can. Huh? That's what we've been trying to tell you! Snowy put it there! She did it to make up for snow-coning you. Eh. Ahem, let's try to catch up with Launchpad. (giggles) Nothing's gonna catch up with Launchpad! I can hardly wait to eat one of Mrs. Beakley's apple pies! Yeah, one of her hot apple pies! (Launchpad) No way! What was that? I don't know. Let's keep moving! (gasps) Sir Guy! Oof! Come back here, you thief! Yeow! (Sir Guy) See you in Duckburg! (laughs) What are you gonna do, Uncle Scrooge? He'll have to take the long way down! I'll take the short-cut! (all gasp) Uncle Scrooge! Take that, you vulture! Yay! (Devvey) Way to go, Uncle Scrooge! Uh-oh! Whoa!
(laughing) You finally lose, McDuck! You're a cheater! And cheaters never prosper! .and so, for the first time in 33 years, we have a new Explorer of the Year - Sir Guy Standforth. (both) Hear, hear. Stop the ceremony! I was the one who found the crown! Rules are rules, Scrooge, and Sir Guy did bring back the crown. But he stole it from me! Now, now, Scrooge, your airplane was found crashed on the wrong mountain. You never even reached Shadow Pass! Oh, I have proof of that. Launchpad! Oh, hello! (Sir Guy gasps) The Snowbeast! I'd say! (Snovvy) Ooh! How pretty! Yeow! Looks like the lady dumped you, Launchpad. (laughs) lt only hurts for a little while, Mr. McDee. Yeow! subs from tarun bansal Cheers is filmed before a live studio audience. Sam, I found an apartment. Hey, good for you, Woody. It's got everything I ever wanted. SAM: What's that?
A living room and a bedroom. Dare to dream there, Woodman. Isn't this in Chinatown? I don't think so, Sam. Well, yeah, I think it is. Did there seem to be a lot of Chinese restaurants around? Yeah, I guess. And, uh, a lot of, uh, signs hanging hither and yon in Chinese there? Yeah, come to think of it. Yeah, lots of Chinese people walking around on the street, I suppose. Yeah, but that could just be a coincidence, you know? I'll tell you what I'll do. I'll call my landlady. If anyone would know, Mrs. Chung would. ( piano plays ) ¶ Making your way in the world today ¶ ¶ Takes everything you've got ¶ Taking a break from all your worries ¶ ¶ Sure would help a lot ¶ Wouldn't you like to get away? ¶ ¶ Sometimes you want to go ¶ Where everybody knows your name ¶ ¶ And they're always glad you came ¶ ¶ You want to be where you can see ¶ ¶ Our troubles are all the same ¶ ¶ You want to be where everybody knows your name ¶ ¶ You want to go where people know ¶ ¶ People are all the same ¶ You want to go where everybody knows your name. ¶
So, uh, Woody, how's the ol' apartment working out? Oh, great, Mr. Clavin. You know my landlady, Mrs. Chung? Yeah. She's teaching me a new word in Chinese every day. The trick is to work it into the conversation smoothly. Say, Carla, seen any interesting ( speaks Chinese ) lately? What are you babbling about, Festus? ( speaks Chinese ) is the Chinese word for "doorknob." Well, here's a couple of ( speaks Chinese ) right here. SAM: Hey, Bobby. Any new twists in the pretzel business? Hey, I haven't heard that one before, right, Sammy? ( laughing ) So you want the usual four cases? Yeah. Excuse me. I'm the new manager here. Congratulations. So, uh, that's four, right, Sam? Mm-hmm. I handle all the ordering around here now. Really, Sam? So how many cases do you want? How many did he say? Four. I want five. She's the boss. I'll call you later.
I saw that little wink, Mr. Malone, and I don't appreciate it. I'm tired of you undermining my authority. Now I want delivery men to deal with me and me only. Is that clear? You certainly put me in my place. Speaking of my place, why don't you grab your negligee and join me? As disgusting as that offer is ( chuckles ) I think I'll have to decline. And I'm taking your picture down. Whoa, whoa, wait a sec. You don't understand. I mean, it's a tradition around here. It's always hung there. Mr. Malone, I'm afraid things are different now. This isn't your bar anymore. ( nasally ): Things are different now. This isn't your bar.... Don't do that. I hate that. ( nasally ): What? I just, uh, bit my tongue, that's all. ( nasally ): Way to go, Sammy. ( groans ) ( sighs ) Give me a scotch, Woody. Sure thing, Dr. Crane. Hey, by the way, when you go to the restroom,
I want you to notice that the ( speaks Chinese ) have been shined. I'm hardly concerned about doorknobs at the moment. You understood me? Yes. It was only a matter of time. Well, doesn't anybody care to know what I am concerned about? No. Well, Fras, you know normally, I wouldn't give a rat's tokus about anything that happened to you, but the last guy I waited on threw up on my leg. Now, this couldn't be any worse, right? Shoot. It's my love life. I'm gonna go find the guy that threw up on my leg. What's up, Frasier? Well, Sam, this morning, Lilith and I had the worst fight we've ever had. And I'm almost ashamed to admit it, but I... I even considered striking her. I mean, it wasn't completely without provocation. She did throw a chair at me. Just... it's the same argument we've had all the time lately. It... Only this time, she-she issued an ultimatum. She... she said we ought to get married, or we're through. Well, Frasier Crane does not cotton to emotional blackmail. Frasier, propose to her. Get it over with. The truth is, she's got her hook in you. Well, Sam, I'm not a fish.
I'm a man. There is a difference. I know that. A fish would stand a chance. Trust me, propose. I couldn't, uh, help but overhear what you were talking about there, Fras. Yeah. ( clears throat ): We tried like hell, but, uh, we heard it anyway. Well, it's not that I don't care for Lilith. It-It's just that I fear I-I tied myself to her because, well, you know, I haven't been all that successful with women. Ah. For some reason, I don't think they find me sexy. Get out! Guys, huh? Come on! Uh, you know, Fras, I wouldn't kick you out of bed for eating crackers. Maybe subconsciously, I've-I've settled for Lilith because she's the only woman that ever liked me for... well, not my brain. NORM: Oh, Frasier, please. I know of plenty of women, they-they find you attractive. Yeah... Oh, look, I know you're just being nice... No. ...but you see, I'm not really trying to shop around. I mean, Lilith Sternin is a... a good woman. Strong, durable, reliable.
She'd make a hell of a radial tire, actually. ( cash register bell dings ) Oh, I'm just too young for a commitment. You see, I haven't been with all that many women. Especially ones with a caboose like that. Well, Fras, uh, talk about a small world. You know it's common knowledge around here that Miss Howe finds you très attractive. Oh, now stop it. She does not. Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah. Gentlemen, gentlemen, am I blowing smoke here, or am I giving the man the straight skinny? It's true. He's right, Frasier. Rebecca likes the cut of your jib. Well, the Cranes always have been known for their jibs. ( laughter ) No, seriously. It's outlandish. I mean, the woman hasn't even given me an indication. Uh, I don't know, Fras. You know, I think you'll find, uh, where there's smoke, there's, uh, fire. Could I have a club soda, please, Woody? Oh, sure thing, Miss Howe. Thank you. Huh? Huh? Huh? Huh?
Were we right, or were we right, huh? I mean, there must be some mistake. What? A mistake? ! She was coming on to me? No, no, she was trying to wipe something off her lip. ( chuckles ): Oh, yeah. Doc, Doc, she talks about you all the time. Mm-hmm. Yeah, yeah. Look, look, if you don't believe us, uh, just go over there and ask her out. You'll have your answer. All right, I'll do it. I mean, it's not like I haven't had any encouragement. I can come hither as well as the next guy. Is this the men's room? It's around the corner. Oh, uh, terribly sorry. Well, I've laid the groundwork. I can just follow up that up tomorrow. Oh, right now, I'm running late for dinner so I better get back. You know, Lilith goes into a blinding rage if I'm not home the minute the meat hits the platter. ( soft chuckling ) Guys... thanks for being here for me. My compadres, huh? Yeah.
( laughter ) No, no, no, no. That was really... That was a terrible thing to do. Yeah. Yeah, uh, I-I wonder why we did it. ( laughter ) 'Cause we're a bunch of nimrods. ( laughter ) "Your hostess, Rebecca Howe." What is this supposed to be? Something to identify me to people who might have questions, comments or suggestions. I saw one in a supermarket and thought it was a good idea. I've seen headcheese in the supermarket, too, but I don't frame it. I guess what I'm saying is, I love it. ( laughs ) I don't want to hear another word about this, Mr. Malone. I know you have trouble dealing with a woman in a position of authority. Whoa, wait a minute. I resent that. I've never had trouble with a woman in any position. That's exactly what I'm talking about. You give me no respect. Now, maybe you took this job lightly when you were in charge, but I take it very seriously. And as for you, Mrs. LeBec, I would think... that as another working woman that perhaps you would lend me some support. Instead of always sniping behind my back. What do you see we just wipe the slate clean here and start a new era of mutual support? Wonderful idea. Absolutely.
You know, I don't think we're ever going to able to look at you the same way again. Great. Good evening, gents. Frasier. Frasier. Carla, how about some suds there? Yup. Hey, Fras, what's up? Well, my spirits for one thing. I've just told Lilith that I want my freedom, so that I can pursue the fair Rebecca. Wait a minute, now, wait. You dumped Lilith, 'cause of what Cliff said? What I said? You're the one... Gentlemen, gentlemen. There's plenty of credit for both of you. You two opened my eyes, made me realize that there are other fish in the sea. So what did Lilith have to say when you flushed her? Well, I don't actually know yet. Uh, I was going to tell her face-to-face, but then I thought that an eloquently written letter would be a bittersweet reminder of what we had together. You chickened out? Precisely. Well... ( claps hands ) to the hunt. Yes? Hello, Rebecca. Why do I suddenly feel nervous as a schoolboy? Uh... Well, let me-let me come directly to the point by telling you that you couldn't have chosen a more opportune moment to declare your feelings. Let me assure you, the feeling is mutual.
I've just recently... rid myself of an entanglement. I find myself free to ask you if you'd like to join me for dinner. Who are you? My God. What have I done? You leaving so soon, Dr. Crane? Yes, Woody, I've got to convince the woman I love that I'm not a complete ass. Good luck! Oh, thank God. LILITH: What was that, Tootsie Roll? I said, uh, thank God I'm home. I couldn't agree more. How was your day at the office? It was fine. How was yours? Delightful. Here, I'll just make us a couple of drinks, and then we can start relaxing. Where is the envelope you left for me on the table? Envelope? What envelope? Frasier. It's wicked of you to tease me. I saw it, but wanted to save it to open while you were here. It's probably either tickets to the ballet or the symphony. Or perhaps one of those cards with a handsome couple walking hand in hand on the beach at sunset that I cherish so. You know, that is exactly what it was. ( chuckling ) Good Lord, I guess I'm becoming quite predictable. You know, I'll just have to think of another way to enchant you.
I've got it. Look, it's a flock of seagulls. ( laughing ) Let's have our drink. Here's to the most beautiful woman in the world. Let me guess-- you read the letter. Yes, I read the letter, you licentious quack! And what facile tripe it is! "We both need time to grow, to develop as people." Who is the slut? She's no slut! What slut? Well, I mean, look, it was all a mistake. It's just a big mistake. Oh, you bet it is, mister. You want your freedom? ! Ha, I'll give you freedom-- from your teeth! No, Lilith! Not the Royal Doulton. You're right. I realize when I contemplate the destruction of property that I'm overstepping the bounds of decorum. If there's any hope of our salvaging any of our relationship, we must remain calm and discuss this in a rational, truthful manner. All right. I'll be honest with you. There was a woman. But I am a man of honor. I did not betray you. Nothing happened. You broke off our relationship for the possibility of a relationship?
A mere fantasy? How flattering. All right, I'll be honest with you. You see, I only wanted to spare you. This woman is a... a sex-starved Circe who drew my ship onto the rocks and there I foundered. What's her name? Well, let's just, you know, leave her name out of this. Frasier, are we going to clear the air or continue to hold back? Unless you identify this woman, doubt and suspicion will fester in my consciousness. Every woman I meet will provoke the question, "Is this the one, is this the one, is this the one, is this the one is this the one...?" It's Rebecca Howe. She runs Cheers now. So, now we know the slut's name. Please, Lilith... don't you think you could forgive me? I don't know. At this moment, my feelings for you are ambivalent. I need to sort them out. I'm going to go out and wander the streets aimlessly. I'll take my usual route. You know, I have an idea, Popsicle. Uh, why don't I run upstairs and make us a nice warm, soothing bath, hmm? Well, Mr. Bubble does always cheer me so. Once begun, it's half done. Are you sure this is okay with Miss Howe? Woody, she loves this kind of stuff. CARLA: This is good, wholesome humor. In fact, I bet she gives you a raise for doing such a good job.
Oh, don't stop. I already saw it. And I must admit, I haven't laughed so hard since junior high. I helped. Mr. Malone. Yeah? I want this nonsense with my picture to stop. I did you a favor by hiring you back, and this is not a very nice way to repay me. You're right. You did do me a favor, and now I'm going to do you one. I'm going to give you a tip on how to deal with people who work for you. Lighten up a little bit. I mean, you got to make some compromises. I see. You want me to hang your picture back up. Right. Done. Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa, that was easy. Wait, uh... let's try some more compromises here. Um... I want to sleep with you 25 times, but... you don't want to sleep with me at all, am I right? Right. Okay, so what's half of 25? Your I.Q.? Wait, uh... please. Um, I'm a little sensitive about people making fun of my intelligence. I'm sorry. That's all right. But I wasn't making fun of your intelligence. Good.
I was making fun of your lack of intelligence. Cliffie, girl fight, 12:00 high. Rebecca Howe? Mm-hmm. You and I are both mature women, and I think we should handle this openly and with civility. Believe me, I could be doing you a very big favor. Frasier is not an easy man to live with. He's obsessively compulsive about neatness. The sex is good, but he pouts unless you compliment his performance. Fortunately, his male ego can be satisfied with a simple "Thank you, Conan." I don't know who you are, and I don't know who Frasier is, but I do... Conan? You really don't know Frasier, do you? No, I don't. God, I'm such a fool. How could I let him do this to me? It's all right. It happens to everybody. He made up this whole story just to avoid committing to me. And the worst part is he's going to get away with it. They always do. Yeah, men are such a pain. I have someone who's very special to me, but he wouldn't notice me if I set fire to my hair. Him? ( scoffing ) No, definitely not him. I prefer the Fortune 500 type-- one who owns blocks, not one who plays with them. Look, they're flirting with me. Well, I really do have work to do. Perhaps we can have lunch together sometime.
I'd like that. Lilith. Lilith. Well, good night. Good night. Mr. Malone, are you developing a tic? That was a wink. Then you're developing into a tick. And stop looking at my rear end. Lucky guess. Lilith. Thank God you're here. You haven't confronted Rebecca yet, have you? Hardly. Oh, good. How did you know where I was? Well, when I realized you hadn't come upstairs, I-I toweled off, and then suddenly, it dawned on me-- that little firebrand's gone down to Cheers to fight for her man. See, I think it best that I do this myself, and, uh... I think next week's a really good time. You did have an affair with this woman, didn't you? That is what you told me. Well, of course. Well, then end it right here and now. I need to know that it's over. You've got to cut this off before she falls more deeply in love with you. And you've got to let me watch. You know, I-I've got an idea. Let's go to Maine. Lilith...
Lilith, Lilith... the left-hand side of my body's gone completely numb. You know what that means, don't you? Yes, you're stalling. ( knock at door ) It's down the hall to the left. Thank you. Ms. Howe, let me introduce myself. I'm Lilith Sternin. You don't know me, but of course this man needs no introduction. He only needs a conscience. Frasier has something he wants to say to you. Listen very carefully and do what you must do. I'm... I'm sorry, Rebecca, but it's-it's-it's time it was over. I hope you can forgive me. Now let's go to Maine. Frasier, don't be so heartless. She deserves better than that. Uh, uh, no, no, please, please, don't try to articulate your feelings. Uh... just... let me say my little piece, and then I'll be out of your life forever. Now, just remember the part about not saying anything. I know it sounds like a cliché to... to say that this is going to hurt me more than it does you... but it doesn't make it any less true... for you see, it is I... who will be condemned never again to see your... haunting eyes, your silken skin, your shimmering hair. But it-it's time that we part. Farewell, sweet Rebecca. How will I live without your passionate kisses? You won't have to. Oh, Frasier... Frasier, for God's sakes, she was only joking.
Well, so was I. Come on. I was just playing along. I'm a dead man. Sweetheart? Buttercup? You were just kidding, weren't you? My joy...! ( door shuts ) Lilith. Please, uh, all I can say is... please have mercy on me. I... Look, it's the God's honest truth. Rebecca and I did not have an affair. I wanted to, but she wasn't sure... A small point, but she wasn't even sure who I am, so... I didn't really want to. Uh, my body wanted to, but my brain didn't. Well, part of my brain did, but... Well, that part's dead, and... I guess... what I'm trying to say is... Will you marry me, make me the happiest man alive? This is obviously a ploy to get yourself out of the ridiculous situation you're in, and the answer... is yes, my steed, yes. Are you... you're serious? ( laughing ) Yippee. Hey, everybody, we're going to be married. ( cheering ) Someday.
No, soon. Eh, we finally got those lovebirds together, huh? Yeah, just needed that little push, I guess. ( both singing ): ¶ Matchmaker, matchmaker ¶ Make me a match... That's peculiar. I say... I say... I say... Aaah! Trethowan: we've identified the man. One of the professional dancers at the hotel where you're staying, Miss Vane. Did he leave a note anywhere? Well, if he did, we've not found it. Nor the body, neither. Harriet: I'm afraid they think it was suicide. Oh, no. No! That's impossible. I know it is. Mrs. Weldon, I found the body. No, no, no. He would never have killed himself when he was so happy. You see, Miss Vane... We were going to be married. Why should a man wear gloves to cut his own throat?
Yes, I wondered about that. And what's a man with a full beard doing with a razor... anyway? (Ballroom music) I'm afraid I'm not a very good dancer. You dance very correctly, Mademoiselle. But when the heart dances with the feet, then it will be a merveille. Is that the kind of thing you have to say to all these old ladies? One may say truthfully to Mademoiselle what in another case might be mere politeness. You're very kind. But Monsieur Antoine, I really must talk to you about Alexis... And to Cherie, too. That can be arranged. When we finish work, if that would suit Mademoiselle. (Music ends) Always wanted to take the spotlight, Mr. Paul Alexis. You'd think he did the floor a favour by dancing on it. And then the fairy prince comes down to marrying an old woman for her money. Now, Doris... Well, I think that sort of thing is disgusting. I feel sorry for her. You feel sorry for everyone! I beg your pardon, but I've been calling you Cherie. Cherie is my professional name. My friends call me Doris. Oh, I see. what will you... Waiter:
Creme-de-menthe? Thank you, George. and you? Cognac, s'il vous plait. Two brandies, please. Waiter: Certainly, madam. What I really need to know from you two is whether you can think of any reason why Paul Alexis should commit suicide. Ah, truly, that I do not understand. One does not cut one's throat pour s'amuser. No. The minute I heard about it... "that's not Mr. Alexis," I thought. "Well, he hadn't the nerve to do a thing like that." You needn't look at me like that, Antoine. You know it as well as I do... Alexis was a regular namby pamby. If he'd have wanted to kill himself, he'd have taken sleeping pills. Did he have anything the matter with his skin? I mean...did he always wear gloves? No. The gigolo must not have things the matter with his skin. That would not do at all. the ladies would not like it. Yes. But he did say that his skin was very sensitive. That was why he didn't shave. Thank you. That's room 223. Waiter:
Thank you, madam. Well, cheerio! Cheerio! Salute! So, he always had a beard? Yes, but Doris is right. I remember when he first came to ask for a job. The manager said, "Well, I'll take you on trial, "but you must shave the beard. The ladies will not like it." And Paul say he cannot shave. If he shave, he come out in... What do you call it? A rash. C'est ca. so the manager say, "You can stay until we find someone else." But the ladies, they love the beard. It is so distinguished, so romantic. So Paul stay, and the beard stay, too. So it isn't likely that he'd have a razor? That, I cannot tell. Doris, do you know? Don't ask me. he wasn't my fancy man! He was engaged to Mrs. Weldon... If you can call it that. I suppose she represented financial security. Yes... Yes, you are right, Mademoiselle. It is well enough when one is young, as Doris is young, to say, "quelle horreur!"
"a young man to marry an older woman," but one is not young forever. Soon the head grows bald, and the joints become stiff, and then the manager says, "My clients prefer a younger dancer." Yeah... I suppose you're right. Oh, it's not easy for us dancers, Miss Vane. Everyone treats us like dirt. I'm so sorry. But you still can't think of a reason why Paul Alexis should kill himself? No reason, Mademoiselle. No reason at all. Merryweather: That's right, an Endicott razor, with a nick in the ivory handle. Well! Would you believe it? I sold that razor only a few weeks ago. To a foreign chap with a beard? Oh, dear me, no, no. It was one of those itinerant fellows came 'round here looking for a job. Oh. I had no work for him, and to tell you the truth, I wouldn't have given it to him if I had. Didn't like the look of him, eh? You'd be surprised the number of these men who come 'round here. And half of them are no more skilled hairdressers than my tom-cat. I generally give them a few razors to set, and the way they go about it, you can tell, nine times out of ten, they've never set a razor in their life. And that's how it was with this one? Mind you, he spoke very well... very refined and quiet.
Very well-kept hands. That's the first thing I look for. Dirty or bitten nails... can't do with that in this business. Anyway, I said I didn't need him, and he said could I sell him a secondhand razor? So I sold him this one to get rid of him. Did he give a name, Mr. Merryweather? He did, I'm sure. George! That sneaking little sandy-haired fellow that came here the other day... What did he say his name was? The one that bought the razor off me? Quite an ordinary name. Brown, was it? "Brown"! Weren't no such thing! You'll forget your own name next! It did begin with a "b," though. Bright! That was it. Because don't you remember me saying he didn't live up to his name when it came to setting razors? Oh, yes, so you did, Mr. Merryweather. Bright, that was it. he said his name was Bright. Ah, Bunter. You've come most carefully upon your hour. I've just been telling Miss Vane of our success in tracing what I'm sure Sally Hardy will call... Miss Vane: "The fatal weapon." Precisely.
Lord Peter tells me you had a very good description of the man who bought the razor. Yes, Miss. medium build, sandy-haired, dark eyes, smallish. He doesn't have a limp or nothing like that, but he does have one shoulder higher than the other. Good heavens, like Richard III. Now all we have to do is discover how the razor passed from the possession of an itinerant barber into the hands... the gloved hands... of Paul Alexis. Unless that itinerant barber came from the sea and cut Alexis' throat. From behind. Why from behind? Well...forgive me, Bunter... with that particular weapon... aaah! Thank you, Bunter. I'll be with you in the car in ten minutes. Very good, milord. I'm so sorry. Nonsense! It's...it's just that, having seen him, I... No, no. I'm a brute, and should be kicked from here to... Seahampton. And when time allows, I shall go down on my knees and apologize, and probably propose to you at the same time. Oh, Peter, what an idiot you are. Aren't I, though? However, I have to go in search of Sally Hardy, who is thirsting for information. Why? I've told him everything I know... at least everything the police would allow. We don't owe him any favours. I think he owes us one, though, don't you? You coming?
No, no. I've got work to do. I've got a book to write. Of course, your next best-seller. Sally, fancy finding you here. Abandoned by your fellow scribes. That's good. They've gone to watch the police rowing 'round the rocks. Ah, they think the body might have been lodged under the Grinders when the tide turned. But I had faith in you, Wimsey. Can I get you one? A bit early for me. You're treating me damn badly, old man. You wouldn't be hanging 'round here just for the suicide of a foreign gigolo. I know you've got something up your sleeve. Unless it's just the girl. For God's sake, Wimsey, say it isn't the girl! You wouldn't play such a trick on a hardworking journalist! Look here, if there's nothing else, give me a story about you and Harriet Vane. "Romantic engagement of Peer's son and crime novelist." Pull yourself together, Sally, and keep your inky paws off my private affairs. Are you reasonably sober? Sober? When did you know me not sober when there's a good story? Sit down. I've got an exclusive for you. But you've got to get it in tomorrow's first editions, and you've got to write it exactly as I say. Oh, no, not again! My last story was practically dictated by Miss Vane. Really?
And I thought your style was improving. Now, take this down. You can begin with your usual "horrible tragedy at Flat-iron rock," And then... Wimsey: Interviewed by our special correspondent. Harriet: "Lord Peter Wimsey explained, with his characteristically modest smile..." Peter, really! "that he had himself been at pains "to trace the previous history of the razor. "'how did the razor get into the hands of the dead man? ' "demanded Lord Peter, "until and unless that question is answered, "I shall hold that Paul Alexis was foully and brutally murdered, "and I shall spare no effort to bring the murderer to justice." Really, Peter. Sally Hardy's style is unique, fortunately, but, as you'll see if you can bear to read on, he did persuade his editor to offer a 100-pound reward for information about the razor. So if we can discover how it came into the possession of Paul Alexis... Then you'll be satisfied that it was suicide? But would you? Of course not... But then I'm never satisfied. (Ballroom music) Hello. He's here. Well, I suppose I'd better come and look the blighter over. Is he handsome?
Yes, rather. shall we go? In that case, you'd better tell him we're engaged, then I won't be obliged to assassinate him. Would you? That's splendid. Will you marry me? Certainly not. It's twenty-five to nine. All right. Come on. I hope your rabbit dies. (Ballroom music) Mrs. Weldon, may I introduce Lord Peter Wimsey. Lord Peter, how pleased I am to meet you. Dear Mrs. Weldon, if there's anything I can do to help you at this unhappy time... Too kind. this is my son, Henry. Miss Harriet Vane, Lord Peter Wimsey. Wimsey. How do you do? Won't you sit down? Oh, thank you. Henry has most kindly come to help me through this... This terrible time. Dashed good of him. Yes, well, you see, Henry knows how utterly devoted Paul was to me, and that he never, never would have taken his own life like that and left me without a word. It hurts me so when the police suggest such a thing. Now, mother, don't upset yourself. We know that Alexis was all right... I mean...
damned fond of you and all that. Yes, dear, I'm so sorry. It's all been such a shock. But Miss Vane has been so kind. And now you and I and Miss Vane and Lord Peter are all going to work together to clear Paul's memory and discover who murdered him. Yes... Wimsey, would you like a drink? Oh, yes, dear, call the waiter. Oh, I thought we might nip over to the bar... That is, unless Miss Vane... No, I'm quite happy with coffee, thank you. Do excuse us. Isn't it beautiful how kind everyone is when one is in trouble? Henry and I haven't always been as... close as a mother and son ought to be, but when I wrote and told him of Paul's murder, he came at once, although I know how busy he must be. I'm sure that's a great comfort to you. Oh, yes! Especially since I did wonder whether he might... well, resent Paul. It's such a comfort to know that he, too, feels that Paul's murder was a tragedy. It makes a chap look a fool when his mother proposes to give him a 30-year-old lounge lizard as a step-papa. All over now, anyway. Suppose the chap did himself in? It looks like it. Mmm. I saw that piece of yours in the Morning Star about the razor. Going a bit far. Oh, do you think so? You're a sound sort of chap... brainy and all that... can't you put my mother off this murder idea? She's taken a notion that you and that Vane girl are encouraging her. I take it you mean Miss Vane?
Of course, I see your game all right. You're nuts about this kind of thing, and it's all a darn good advertisement, and it gives you a jolly good excuse to go barging around with the girl. But it's not quite the game to go playing my mother up, if you see what I mean. I just thought I'd give you a hint. You won't take offense. I'm quite ready to take anything I'm offered. Ha! That's dashed good. Johnny, another Martell Three Star. Glad we understand each other. No, no. You misunderstand me, but I understand you perfectly. Perhaps we ought to go and join the ladies? Ladies, eh? You be careful, my boy. Getting to a dangerous age. If you ain't careful, you'll find yourself getting hooked one of these days. Oh, I think I shall manage to keep my head out of the noose. Huh? Oh, yes. Of course! Excuse me. Would you like to dance? Oh, Lord Peter, how kind but no, thank you. Not so soon after... in fact, never again. But I begged Miss Vane to enjoy herself. Isn't it a delight to see her looking so happy? Yes. There you are.
Frivolling. I'm sure you don't approve. Oh, I don't know. that all depends. What on? Who you frivol with. try doing it with me. Excuse us. Now that I've got you to myself... Yes? What do you think of Henry Weldon? Oh. Well... I'm sorry. Please don't apologize. I'm a rotten dancer. Can't we sit down? Darling, even if you danced like an elderly elephant with arthritis... which I assure you you don't... I would still say that I've waited all my life to dance with you... in that frock. Antoine: Qu'est que je vous ai dit, Mademoiselle? L'elan, c'est trouve. What did that blighter say? Oh, something about how I danced better with you than with him. Infernal cheek! Yes, wasn't it? Shall we sit down anyway? We are here on business after all.
What about Henry Weldon? Well, in the first place, what's he doing here? A sudden spasm of filial affection? She thinks so. Oh...do you? No, not really. He's here to look after the money, that's all. And warn me off. What? Oh, yes. "This detecting business must stop. "and Mrs. Weldon is to be dissuaded from spending time and money on the pursuit of a nonexistent murderer." He said that? In the most offensive manner. But if you were to tell Mrs. Weldon that, she'd disinherit him. I knew he was stupid. Ah. That's what you think. Henry told me he didn't want Paul Alexis as a step-papa, and now the Banns have been very effectively forbidden. Yes. But are you seriously casting Henry Weldon for first murderer? I'd like to...but I can't. You see, if this is murder and not suicide, it's an uncommonly clever one. And I agree with you. I don't think Henry Weldon has the brains to have murdered Paul Alexis. But you do think someone did? In all seriousness, I must say that I do. The thing we must get right is the time of death. Now, that morning,
Alexis traveled from Wilvercombe by a train to Darley Halt, arriving at 10:15. The guard remembers him, and he bought a return ticket. A return ticket? Would a suicide do that? The very question I put to Inspector Trethowan, who said that suicides, particularly foreign suicides, were that inconsistent there was no accounting for them. All right. Let's suppose Alexis hadn't quite made up his mind. Yeah. While he was thinking about it, he traveled to Darley Halt in order to walk 4 1/2 miles to Flat-iron rock, arriving at, say, um...11:45. And what about the tide? When I was there, it was coming in. Not when he arrived, it was still ebbing then. The tide didn't turn until 1:15, so at 11:45, our friend could have walked dry-shod to the rock and sat upon it. some time later, Miss Harriet Vane arrived. sat down 'round the corner of the cliffs with her picnic and dozed off. (Seagull cry) So you came 'round the cliffs and knew you'd found a corpse. No, not immediately. I was woken by the seagull. At 2:00? Yes. I looked at my watch, and I wanted to know if I could get to Wilvercombe along the seashore, so I came 'round the corner, and... I thought he was asleep at first and that he'd be cut off by the tide. But when I went to wake him, there was all this blood running down. Just a minute. You said that before. Blood. Thick, red clots? No, no. it was liquid.
When I put my hand into it, it was quite wet. But if the blood was still liquid, Alexis could only have been dead a few minutes... ten at the outside. Couldn't he have been slowly bleeding to death for some time? No. Not with a wound like that. Death would have been almost instantaneous. Oh. Harriet, you do realize what this means? I have staked my reputation on murder. I shall have to leave the country and shoot tigers in fever-haunted jungles. Well, I am very sorry to hear that, but, I, too, have my reputation. I cannot lie. You're absolutely certain that when you came 'round the corner and saw the rock for the first time, there was no one in sight? Absolutely no one. There was just a man lying here dead. I approached from there. The tide was coming in then and just one set of footprints...his. Peter? And the murderer lurking. Peter, where are you? Can you see me from where you are? No. Where are you? Oh, Peter... you don't think that while I was examining the body, the murderer was... It is possible. Nice drop of ale, that. You don't get anything like that in London, more's the pity. Summer visitor, are you?
No, no, no. I'm here on business. You get enough of them, I daresay. Too many, I shouldn't wonder. Summer visitors. they be 'round here like flies, pitching their tents, hiking up and down in their little socks and shorts with packs on their backs, getting themselves drowned... Yeah. I met a fellow only a couple of weeks ago who said he was thinking of camping in this area. I'll think of his name in a minute. Thick-set chap, ginger hair, moustache, whiskers. Will he ever come back? We'll talk about that some more later. Would you like something to eat? I had a hamburger on the plane. Mrs. oh. Polly: We can do better than that. How would you like a funny bone sandwich? How was the airplane ride? Good. The lady gave me two lollipops. It came for him. What? It waited all this time, and it came for him. You guys must be starving. I'll make some fettuccini. Sit down, ma. I'm making dinner. You should sit in here and relax with Michael. Really, Ellen, there's nothing left to do.
I want you to get out of the water. What? I want you to give up that terrible job! Come on, mom, you can't be serious. Damn right, I'm serious. I'm just getting started. We just got our first Grant last... I don't want you anywhere near the water. Mom, you're upset. Come on, just come on and sit down, will you? We'll get there... I don't want anyone in my family anywhere near the water. Never again. Never! Hey, come on. You can't believe that voodoo. Sharks don't commit murder! They don't pick out a person... It picked out Sean. It killed your father. Dad died from a heart attack. He died from fear. The fear of it killed him. Mom, mom, mom, mom, listen... Listen to me. There's never been a great white where we live, ever. It's warm water. They don't like it. It's... it's... Your brother's dead.
Your father's dead. It's too shallow. It was a piece of wood! It was a shitty piece of wood! Michael! He was just doing his job. God, he could make me laugh sometimes. He was always tagging' after me when we were kids, you know? He always wanted to do what I was... Hey, where are you going? Nowhere! "To everything there is a season, "and a time to every purpose under heaven." "A time to be born and a time to die." "A time to plant," "and a time to pluck up that which is planted." "A time to kill and a time to heal." "A time to break down and a time to build up." "A time to weep and a time to laugh." "A time to mourn and a time to dance." "A time to cast away stones" "and a time to gather stones together." "A time to embrace" "and a time to refrain from embracing." Hey, tom, wait up! Oh, you're gonna spoil her. That's what grandmas are for. Why don't you come down to the islands with us? I... I can't do that.
Come on. Come on, mom. No. No. Get out of this cold. You can spend some time with thea. Yes! Come here, you. Wanna know what I think? I think it's a wonderful idea. Yes. Come on, mom, at least consider it. I mean, you should get away. You shouldn't be alone now. Yes! Great! Yay! If we hurry we can catch the 4:30 ferry. Today? Today no, I... no, I can't. Yes, you can. Swing me, swing me! Okay, okay. Oh, my back! I can't do this. I know. This is a tough one. I'll take her. I'll take her. Oh, my god, she's too heavy.
Help us, daddy. Okay, here we go. Airplane ride. Whoa! And away we go. I know. I'm gonna throw you overboard. Oh, look! Oh, hey, I always wanted to ride one of those. No way. Chicken. My mother always told me, "lf god had intended us to ride parachutes for fun," "we'd have been born with free tickets." I never said that. Yes, you did. August 1977. Where do you come up with these ideas? Where's the lady who brings the soda? They had them on the big plane. There's some coffee in the thermos. I'm too young for coffee. Oh. Can I drive? Thea! Sometimes my father puts me in his lap and lets me steer the Jeep. Don't bother hoagie. Sometimes I let interesting people sit in my lap and steer the plane. Oh, really? Really.
Hoagie? Yeah? Jake tells me you're gonna have to fly the rest of your life to pay off what you lost at the crap table? Good news travels fast, huh. I'll get it back next time. How come it bumps up and down when there's no road? The wind does that. You been to the Bahamas before? No. First time's the best for everything. After that, you know too much and nothing's ever quite the same. What makes the plane go up and down? Oh, that's easy. You go like this, and the houses get bigger. Then you go like this, and the houses get smaller. Do you wanna go for a ride? No! Yes! Yeah! No! And so I'm offering this simple phrase to kids from one to 92 although it's been said many times, many ways merry Christmas to you Kenny and tamika are playing on the dock. Hurry, hurry, hurry! Everybody out! Come on. Kenny, tamika! I'm back! I'm home! Hey, slow down. Let me help you with the bags there, Romeo.
Good, you can take the heavy ones. Thanks, buddy. Grandma! Grandma! Your room's in here. Grandma, watch me! Grandma! Thea, get down from there! Grandma, watch me! Get down from there! Mommy lets me. No, it's too dangerous! Don't do that! Grandma, watch me! Come on, sweetheart. But you always let me. Not today. Come on, thea. The other kids are. Daddy, why can't I? Did you hear what I said? Come inside the house right now! No, I don't want to. I wanna swing. You can swing later! Right now you have to unpack. I didn't mean to start all this. I feel like such a grandma. Come on. I'll show you around.
Please, mommy! No! No! Put me down! Will you stop making a scene? Right now! I want to play! Kenny and tamika... I'll be all right, Michael. Good. So will I. She calls it tourist on the loose. The local government commissioned it. It's for the public beach. You forgot to stop at the store. Oh, yeah. Yeah. We need milk, bread... There's a big unveiling ceremony in a couple of weeks. We need beer! Okay, all right, I'll be right there! Pretty good, huh? Yeah. Grandma? Will you stop farting' around? Michael, what the hell you doin' down there, eh? Jake, stop busting' my chops. Listen, you remember what they look like? They hard on the outside, chewy on the inside. Sometimes they come with a little grime attached to them.
Move your ass, man! Ah, bingo! Good. How many you got? Come on, Michael, talk to me. Give me some numbers up here. How many you got? Leave me alone, Jake. Oh, you're full of shit, man. You been down there all damn day, we got nothin' to show for it but excuses. Michael, you're tagging' the damn things, for Christ's sake. I gotta separate the ladies from the gentlemen first. No, man, don't do that. You move too slow. You got two speeds, slow and slower. And if you move any damn slower you're gonna grow roots! Hold your water, Jake. Guess what! The females have eggs. Oh, great. So we're gonna stop everything and pass out cigars now, huh? Look, we're being paid to see where they go, how they propagate. I'm tryin to do it right. Being paid... If we had any decent funding, I'd study their motor systems, I'd take their temperature readings... We're getting' it done. That's bull, man. We'd be able to do a decent report for a change and really give them something. If you'd leave me alone, I'd be able to do my work.
I know how to tag a damn conch. Your readings suck, man. Maybe it's the tags that suck. No, no, it's I that made them. Yeah, well, it's I that put 'em on, man. Then obviously you put 'em on wrong, Michael. No, no, no! If you would've made 'em right, it wouldn't happen. They leak. A blind man could find more conch on the mountain side. You can't find your ass with both hands! See, that's not fair, man! You go away, you leave me high and dry, do all the work by myself, you come back acting like a zombie. It's Christmas Eve, we're workin' overtime 'cause of you! Hey! I'm sorry about your brother, man. Well, just... Just take it easy, will ya? Jake. Come on, Jake, don't... I don't want... No! Oh! Put me down. Put me down. I missed you, man! And then, he wrote dirty words all over the garage. He was... your daddy was five. He was your age. I'm almost six.
Yes. So is Jake. Oh, look at that face. Okay, do the other one. Now, that's closer to the real truth. Oh, you. This guy was always getting into some sort of mischief. I got no doubt about that boy. Was uncle Sean ever bad? Did you ever spank him? Sharp shirt, Jake. Hey, may your sex life be as busy as your shirt. Why, thank you. My tea set! I got my tea set! - Oh, let me see! - Thank you. Every lovely lady should have a tea set. Oh, this is a great present. It has a teapot and cups and saucers. And a sugar bowl and a creamer. Can I put real tea in it? Yes, you can put real tea in it. Can I make sandwiches? Yes, you can make sandwiches. Oh, thea, you know what we forgot? The Christmas Carols. Carol, the girl that works down at the grocery store? Oh, will you stop it on Christmas? Ah, ah, ah, ah.
Hark! The herald angels sing "glory to the new born king..." I miss him, mom. I want you to change your work. Come on, mom, please don't start that. You could teach, you could write... I'm not gonna quit now. You're all I have left. I don't want you working in the water. "Glory to the new born king..." Mom, what I do is perfectly safe. At the moment, we're collecting big snails. Jake and I are scientists, you know? We're almost phds. We know what we're doing. There's... There's nothing to worry about. "Christ is born in Bethlehem!" Oh, wait! Next time, don't keep me waiting. Yeah, yeah, yeah. And, well, we have to... we have to dig the ditch really deep, so the water'll go all the way around and we can swim in it. You're silly. You know what? Let's pretend this is Buckingham Palace. And you'll be Princess di, and we'll have a parade with horses. And you'll ride in a golden carriage, and we'll... And I can invite cinderella to the ball. She'll come in a golden carriage, too.
And we can have cookies and punch and cake. And I can invite prince Charlie and... What's the name of the other prince? Grandma? Grandma? What's wrong? Nothing. Oh, we better get this done before the tide comes in. It's not nice to be evasive. My mother says that to my father all the time. Hello, you two! Hello. I don't know why I fish here. I never catch anything. There must be a sign under the water. "Beware, hoagie's about". You're the man who drives the plane. Flies the plane. Mostly, it's like driving. What's that? An excavation? We're building a sand castle, and you're invited for tea. You know why... you know why you got no ambition? Why is that, Jake? That's what happens when you lead a sheltered Norman Rockwell life. Norman Rockwell? That's precisely your problem, my friend. You should talk. You weren't exactly a deprived kid. Think I buy that roots-rock-reggae bullshit, forget it.
Cut that hair, and you're nothing but a three-piece suit. Save me from your ignorance, Michael. The bottom line is we got three months left of work and no money left to support it. Spent it all on beer. Bahamian fisheries department is not exactly fort Knox, my friend. But, on the other hand, office of naval research, they've got some money. No, forget it. What do you mean forget it, brother? Money is money. They put bombs on dolphins. What? What kinda stuff are you talking about? I know a guy who got money from them to study eels. Ha! It's pretty hard to put a bomb on an eel, man. When I wanna hear from you, I'll rattle your cage. Michael, man, look at us. We're out here bustin' our bunghies to get our degrees. I'm getting tired of all this paradise shit. It's getting on my last and only nerve, man. William. What? Look at you, boy. What about me? Man, you're a mental midget and you're still reading all day. You know, if mediocrity were fattening, you'd all be whales. And will you knock off that stupid drumming'! Oh, boy, look at you, man. You've nothin' to clean. What's wrong with you anyway, pop?
You think because you been to university now you're smart? Watch it, buddy! Listen to you. You'd like to... I don't know why I've told you all this. I hardly know you. Sometimes talking to a stranger is easier. I can't explain it. It's just... It's something I feel. I always listen to my feelings. I think I'm going crazy. Nightmares and... Maybe it was an accident. It was no accident. Well, I'm not saying you're wrong. I'm just saying that maybe there are other possibilities. When it killed Sean, I knew with absolute certainty it had come for him. I knew that! I know it's coming. I know it's coming. What's it cost to take a ride on that plane? The water's coming in! The water's coming in! Depends on where you want to go. Doesn't matter. Hurry! Just like that? Just like that. Oh!
Oh, no! Oh! Oh! Take the wheel! I'm sorry. What did you say? Take the wheel. No, I can't. Sure, you can. No, I mean, I... I don't know how. Nobody does till they learn. What are you doing? You better take the wheel or we'll be swimming in five minutes. Whoa, take it easy! Take it easy! Hold her gently. She'll damn near fly herself. See? Just like driving a car. Where do I pull off the road? No, you're doing fine. I'll keep you out of trouble. Relax. Where are we going? One time, I was flying supplies up the Amazon when I came down in the jungle. You're not gonna tell me, are you? I was picked up by this tribe of head-hunters, and they took me to see their chief. You are impossible! He took a long look at me and he took me in his hut.
Inside his hut, there was a long pole... What is all this? Just a little something I arranged to cheer you up. No, really. What? Tell me, what is all this? It's a local festival. It's called a junkanoo. Yeah, I tell you, I'm not... I'm not hearing anything up here, buddy. How many have you tagged, exactly? How many? Michael, stop busting my bunghie. Yeah, it's okay for you, but not for me, huh? Have no fear, Jake is here. I just struck the mother lode. I'm counting. You better watch yourself with that fancy electrical equipment down there, buddy. Such a live wire is liable to make your hair stick up funny. That's good, Michael. William? Yeah, there's no hope for that boy. Jake? Jake, that's a joke. Holy shit! We got a big fish down here, man. Oh, yeah? How big? Jesus! Look out!
Shit! Look out! What's wrong? Ellen? Jesus Christ! Ellen, what's wrong? Nothing. Nothing. I'm fine. No, you're not. I'm terrific. Come on! Give it up! You can't keep doing this. I can't keep doing this. Hey, you promised me a drink. Sharks come and go, Ellen. People have got nothing to do with it. A drink with an umbrella in it. Ellen, give it up. Give it a kick in the ass. Get on with your life. I know what you've been through. Don't worry. The nightmares'll go away. Give me my glasses, man. Boy, I ain't never seen nothin' so big. Never! I was standin' right next to Michael. The blasted thing went right past me!
Should've gone for you, Jake. It was right over you. Why did it come up? What the hell's it doing in warm water anyway, man? What's the difference, man? It's here. It's only a shark. A great, big, beautiful shark. You two are makin' it into somethin' it's not. And it's ours. Don't say anything to anyone, man. Fishermen find out, they're gonna try to kill it first thing you know, huh? Michael, we got us a great white. Now, we gonna do some real research, boy. Do me a favor, will you? Don't... don't say anything about this to my mom. Hey, man, I didn't mean to, you know, flap my lips, eh? - So... - So? I said to him, "where's the disinfectant?" He said, "I've left it in town." So I said, "what are we gonna do?" So he says, "I'll tell you what we'll do. "Come back at lunchtime, all the flies will be in the kitchen." Come to bed. He took her sightseeing. Well, you work. I work. I mean, she needs someone to help her take her mind off things. I'll help you take your mind off things, sailor.
It's soaking. Thank you. Good night. Good night. Five minutes. Louisa. It's okay. It's all right, Jake. I'll check on the table. Okay. Okay, everything rides. Everything rides. Ooh, hey, it's hoagie! Hey, come on, I wanna see this. Oh, that's hoagie, all right. Everything on the line. You're not... You're not betting it all? All or nothing at all. Here. Do you want to throw the dice for me? No! Now get ready. Are you ready? Oh! I guess that's bad? Depends on your point of view. Ooh, look at that. Come here to daddy, girl! All right!
Look at you. You look great! And that dress! Gorgeous! It's on the house. See? I knew there was a reason I could afford all this. Thank you, Shirley! My father used to say to me, "Jake..." "Jake, man, you got two loves in your life." "What you do and who you're with." Happy birthday, Louisa. - Happy birthday. - Happy birthday, Louisa! And a happy new year. Happy new year, everybody! Happy new year. Happy new year. Don't go weak in the knees on me tonight, boy. You're gonna need all the strength you got. - Oh! - All right, girl. I knew a one-armed piano player once, took two minutes to play the minute waltz. You know, you oughta watch how you talk to Michael and I. We're about to be famous. Hey, tell 'em about our discovery. Jake! No job talk. You promised. You promised.
Right. Would you risk a dance with me, madam? You'll be sorry. So will you. I have two right feet. That's good, 'cause I have two left. Well, that's a set. A little quiet tonight. New year's blues? No. No, not at all. Come on. It's my party. He's just Michael, he's startin' to count them damn conch in his sleep, you know? Excuse me. Mind if I cut in? Please. The world would be a better place if more sons danced with their mothers. Michael, stop pouting. You look like you did when you were six and didn't get something you wanted. I like him. I enjoy his company. Yeah. I don't like him chasing around after you. I don't trust him. He's not chasing. I'm not running. You are being ridiculous. Look, I've been a pain in the ass and I'm sorry. I'm not gonna bother you anymore about your work.
You're not a pain in the ass. Come on, let me finish. I've been rehearsing this all day. Your brother's death almost killed me. I don't know, I'll never get over it. But I refuse to let myself be run by an obsession. I can't keep on believing it was intentional. I finally figured it out. Good. That's it, "good"? I thought you'd break out the champagne. No, I'm... I'm pleased. Come on. Show your mother what a good dancer you are. Where is everybody? Down here! Where is Clarence and William? I gave them the day off. What for? We got a job to finish. Why are you making a transmitter? It's all part of the master plan, Michael. We're gonna test it out right now. We're gonna learn about its motor systems, its heart rate. We're going to study an animal, a magnificent animal no one really knows that much about. As the sun slowly sets in the west, we bid a fond farewell to the family of conch. What the hell are you talking about? We write it up, wrap it up and hand it in, brother. Hey, how come your heart's so stronger than mine.
You got two of them? Wait, we don't write up anything until we're finished. When I was a small boy, my father said to me, "Jake..." "Jake, never do anything today you can put off till tomorrow." And them conch gonna be there tomorrow, Michael. Look, when we got the Grant, it was specified... No, when I got the Grant. Okay, when I signed on, I... When I invited you. We got the Grant together. When we finally got the Grant together. Look, we got three months' work left on this thing. We can't write a report. We don't know enough. Michael, we got a rare bird here. You know that, huh? Great white don't come down to the Bahamas, never. Never. We supposed to let an opportunity like that just swim away? Look, my name goes on the report, okay? If it's a half-assed job, I don't get my doctorate and neither do you. I thought we were planning a long, rosy future together, man. So did I. Hey! Hey! Michael, anybody home in there at all? Man, you better beam down to earth with the rest of us. Even if that shark's still in the water, it's not gonna be there forever, you know? It's gonna figure out the water's too warm. It's gonna swim away.
Look me in the eyes, boy. Tell me you don't want to study that fish as much as I do. Michael? Huh? This is what we trained for. This is what we studied them damn books for. Remember, my name goes on that report, too. It's as important to me as it is to you, right? All right, you like them damn snails? All right, all right, I'll make you a deal. Huh? Listen. We study that shark, just for a few days, and it's back to your lovely snails. Now, that's fair, man. That's fair. Come on, indulge me with it, eh? I don't know shit about electronics. Boy, you don't know shit about anything. It's time you learned. I'll teach you how to wear your hair. I'll teach you how to dance. Come on. Teach you how to box. Come on, follow me. Get your butt down here, man. This is the third time this month you've forgotten to take it out. I got a lot on my mind, all right? Does it take that much to remember what day they come? My brain is shrinking. You know, there's only so much room for fun things like garbage!
Oh, don't give me that preoccupied scientist crap. I'm trying to get ready for one of the biggest events of my career. Oh, yeah, okay. Well, I thought artists worked with their subconscious, huh. How come it's my responsibility? Because. Oh. Okay, now I understand. All you had to do was explain it. I take out the garbage... Because. Good. I'm glad we got that straightened out. We don't have anything straightened out. You're uptight about something. What's wrong? Why should there be anything wrong? I'm sitting around the house enjoying my day off, my wife starts yelling at me about the garbage. What the hell are we arguing about? I don't know. L... I don't know. Hey. No fair, I'm not armed. Then don't come any closer. Turn it off. Off. No. I have work. I've always wanted to make love to an angry welder.
I've dreamed of nothing else since I was a small boy. Shut the door. Uh-huh. Later. Michael, shut the door. You sure you've done this before? Oh, yeah, lots of times, man. Just trust your uncle Jake, eh? It's always worked, huh? Well, uh, thus far. Okay, take me out. Little more. There it is! It's comin'! It's comin'! You remember how to pull rope, eh? Yeah. Yes, Jake! You got him, man! Ah! Now would be a good time! Did you see that, man? All right, let's try to follow it, yeah? Now, we're gonna see if uncle Jake's equipment is really working for us. Michael! Come on, move your ass, man! Our little island seems to agree with you. I have my own little island. Yet it's so cold in the winter. I tried winter once.
Here we are. Burlington, Vermont. I flew a run to New York. Oh! I have a bone in my left foot that hasn't thawed yet. When I was a small boy... That is not hard to imagine, by the way. I dreamed of always being warm. What do you want? Whatever we had last time. Two bahama mamas, please. Stay awhile. I'll take some time off. You're always taking time off. I like to travel. I'll Nick the boss' plane again. Won't you get in trouble? Not if he doesn't find out. It's just a hop down to the Caribbean. We'll spend a few days. There must be a lot of ladies who'd be glad to go. Yeah, there are, but... I've grown tired of one-way conversations. I have an irresistible urge to kiss you, Ellen Brody. Why? Because it would not occur to you why. Blushing suits you. Lord... I'm sorry. It's nothing to be sorry about.
No, I mean, this whole thing... The whole idea is preposterous. I don't think so. You sure you don't need glasses? I'm a pilot. My vision is perfect. What are we getting outta this old bucket? What she's got. Nine knots. Shit! We should be keeping up with that damn shark. You sure you got the throttle open, man? Wide open. Come on, you overgrown goldfish! Come to uncle Jake. How long have you known hoagie? What? How long have you known hoagie? What the hell's hoagie got to do with this? How long? I don't know, Michael. Since he got here. Will you bring her to starboard. When did he get here? Who? Hoagie! Christ, man! One day he was just here, that's all. What do you know about him? He's after my mother.
What's so funny about that? You think he's not good enough for your mother, eh? But I agree. Because if she was my mother, I'd pack her up and send her home right now. Bring her about, we're going in the wrong direction. I mean, you know, some of these pilots are flying drugs down here. He's always going off somewhere... You don't know. Bring her about, Michael. Now, bring her about. Now! Lam! Hurry, man, we're losin' him! Come on, you must know something about him. Christ, man! He likes gambling, he likes women, don't bother me! I hear he flies a lotta private charters. Damn! We lost him! Maybe your gear crapped out. Maybe you crapped out, flappin' your lips about hoagie. Maybe he's gone. All right, Mr. fish. We'll come back and find you tomorrow. All he did was kiss me! Well, that's a beginning. A beginning of what? To whatever happens next. Oh.
I used to think that I'd be able to handle these situations once I was grown up, but I don't even know if he's serious. Mmm, give it some time, Ellen. See what happens. Well, part of me wanted to go off with him. I couldn't. I don't know why he wants me. Maybe he's got good taste. Yeah, I don't think he's spent much time with a woman like you. I don't know what he thinks. I don't know what I think. I don't know why we're even talking about this. This is so silly! I mean, I feel too old to be in this thing. Oh, I hope not. I mean, lam counting on a long, happy sex life. You said it wasn't polite to interrupt people. Yes, I did. It's time for tea, grandma. Oh, I almost forgot. I didn't. I put everything in my room. My Teddy bear's joining us. Michael? Michael, what is it? Nothing, just a stupid dream. Hmm. Time for bed, peanut. Oh, no! Yep, yep, daddy's got homework. But you let me last night.
Yeah, yeah. Mommy's waiting to read you a story. Good night, sweetheart! Good night, daddy. Good night, grandma. Night. Let's put up our feet and shoot the breeze, or whatever it is beer drinkers do. I... I got to put together what we need for this report, ma. Jake always says, "don't do today what" "you can put off till tomorrow." Yeah, Jake's got a lot of those. I'm leaving in a few days. I don't want to do that with you unhappy. I'm not unhappy. I saw you and thea. You don't know what it did to me. You looked just like your father. Do you remember when you guys used to imitate him? Mom, I gotta get this finished, okay? I worry about you. There's nothing to worry about. I'm your mother. It's my job. Just 'cause you're a man doesn't mean I've retired. I've worked on my smile. It's... it's your turn. That's better. Blump, blump! Blump, blump!
Blump, blump! Blump, blump! Jake, knock it off! Blump, blump. All right, just don't try to renege on our deal. We get a half a day on the snails and then half a day on the shark. You got 17 more minutes down there, then you're gonna come up here, and we're gonna go look for that shark. Listen, it's a big ocean, you know? I mean, we could spend the rest of our lives looking for it. We're gonna find him. Listen, I got about a half a dozen. I'm gonna tag 'em. I'll be right up. You hearing' anything? Nothin' at all. Just another cool, calm, tickly day in the Bahamas. Just stay within a quarter mile. I got a three-mile radius on the monitor. He come within three miles, we should have plenty of time to beam your ugly ass up. Michael, I got him. Michael, he's comin' towards you. You better get out of the water now. All right, I'm comin', I'm comin'. Shit! Jake! Jake! Michael! Michael! Michael! Michael, what's goin' on?
Michael, can you hear me? Michael! Michael, can you hear me? Michael! Son of a bitch! Oh, shit! Jesus Christ! It's over there! Shit! Get the bang sticks, we're goin' down. Bang sticks are no good, man. Goin' down, all of us! Come on, come on! Michael! Get him up! Get him up! Watch his arm! Watch his arm! Put him over here. Lay him down gently. Give me something for a tourniquet. Gotta stop his bleeding, man. Easy with you. - Here, try this! - Get that wet suit off. Get the wet suit off. I'll go get some disinfectant. Keep cool, man, don't worry about nothin'. Michael, how are you? It's under control.
I think he may be in shock. Clarence, move it! Hey, hey, hey, hey! Hey, hey, what you doin', man? Nah, no one goes in the water till we know where that fish is. You fall off the horse, you get right back on or you don't ride again. What the hell? What kind of bullcrap you talkin'? Huh? Fallin' off a horse, man. Anybody's supposed to go back in the water, it's me. Jake, I'm gonna go down. All right, so... what about Carla's gig? It's almost time, man. Michael, I can't just let you go back down. I'm scared shitless. What the hell am I supposed to do if I can't go back in that water? All right, be careful. Clarence, get up on that shack. Give us some lookout with them glasses, all right? I hope the man knows what he's doing. Yeah, well, he's doin' what he's got to do, eh. Jake, what's the monitor look like? Are you gettin' anything on the shark? No, everything's cool. You know, I'm thinkin' about yesterday. It's probably all a mistake. He was just hungry. You got that tasty look, you know? Yeah, but how come only me, though, you know?
Maybe he just like white meat. You're a funny guy, Jake. Jesus! "It is about art that I wish to speak today." "The raw material of art surrounds us all," "catching in the net that each and every one of us casts" "into the current of life." "But it takes the art..." Where the hell are they? They'll be here. Can I go on the banana boat? Margaret's going. She's with her mother. Okay. Oh, boy! Oh, boy! Thea, you be careful. - I will, I will! - Thea! It's okay. Banana boats are fun. Oh, we should be so lucky. I wish we were out there with her playing'. Margaret, wait for me! "Get to the point, man," as my wife now says. Okay. Well, in short, art is grease for the wheel of life. Today, we are privileged to dedicate a work of art. Carla Brody, an artist of growing reputation, was commissioned to express our way of life in permanent form to show the world what we all know right here on this beach.
That it is better in the Bahamas. Absolutely. Ladies and gentlemen, Carla Brody! Thank you, commissioner Witherspoon, Mrs. Witherspoon. Thea! Oh, my god! Thea! Get out of the water! Stop! Come back! Bring her back! Oh, my god! Stop! Thea! Thea! Thea! Somebody do something! Thea! No! No! No! Oh, my god! On! On, my god! Mommy! Mommy! Thea, are you all right? Somebody get a doctor! Get a doctor now! Quickly!
I want my mom! Hey, I'm sorry I missed you. Where have you been? What's the matter? What happened? Thea was attacked by a shark. Oh, my god. The doctor said she should be all right. She's in shock. Sweetheart? Sweetheart? Oh, my god, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I should've known. Jesus. Should've known what? We were trying to keep track of it. Of... The shark. The shark? You knew? Yeah, thought it went away. Came after me yesterday. She could've been killed. You knew? And you didn't tell us? You let your mother think... Where is she? How could you do that? Where's my mother?
Your own daughter? Where is my mother? Why didn't you tell us? Where's Jake? Why didn't you tell us? Michael! Jake! Jake! What? Come on! I need you! Hurry up! Hoagie! Did you see our boat? I just got here. My mother took it. I hope she's a good sailor. A shark attacked thea and some kids. She went after the damn thing. She's gone after it? Yeah, we gotta stop her. You're going after her in that? It'll take all day in that bathtub. You got a better idea, man? I'll radio her position. And the rescue boats will come and pick her up, so don't worry. She'll be fine, partner. She'll never find that bloody shark, man. We couldn't. It'll find her.
What do you mean, "lt'll find her"? She said it was coming. What do you mean, "she said it was coming"? What do you know about it? Well, she's got the idea in her head that the shark that killed Martin and Sean is following the family. Hey, he's not talkin' about our shark, eh? What do you do when you're not flying people? I deliver laundry. Hold on. What's that? Let's have a look. Oh. It's a big ocean out there. Can't this thing go any faster? If I go any faster, this thing'll turn into a flying cuisinart and we'll be diced into oblivion. Come and get me, you son of a bitch. There she is. That's her right there. Is that what I think it is? Mom... Hold on! Thomas, my boy, are you there? This is zero-papa-Alpha here. Hoagie, where the hell are you? I'm 12 miles southeast of emerald key. Look for a ketch called Neptune's folly. I need a coupla boats fast and somebody who can kill a shark, a big one. What're you doing? I'm practicing landing. Hang on to your socks, lads.
Hey! Wait a minute, man. You sure you know how to do this? Of course not! What kind of pilot do you think I am? Christ! Hell, that wasn't half bad. Get out of here, I'll keep it busy. No, it's gonna come for the plane. It's attracted to the electromagnetic impulse of the metal on it. Get the bloody hell out of here! Michael! Damn passengers! You're all the same. Complain, complain... Oh, shit! Hoagie! Hoagie! Hoagie! Why... Why'd you come out here? Why'd you come out here? Why did you bring him? Why? Mom, mom! Why'd you take the boat? It kept coming! Didn't you realize what you were doing? I had to do it. There was nothing else to do.
Mom, you shouldn't have done it. I tried to tell you. I tried. Hey! Give me a hand here, for Christ's sake! Hoagie! How the hell did you do that, man? It wasn't easy, believe me. Get him up. Get him up. Quick. Got him! Pull him up. Right. You all right, man? Oh! Oh! Bloody hell. Get it started! Double-time. The breath on that thing! You are alive! Oh! Let's get out of here, Ellen Brody. Oh! Good, this thing's still working. That's your engine, pal. I'll have a look at it. Oh, shit, he's close, man. What is that sound?
That's the shark's heartbeat. Hoagie, see if you can get that thing finished, man. Michael, give me a hand down here, man. Lgotanidea. We're taking water down here. Ellen, start pumping here. Ellen, get the bilge pump! What's going on? What do you need? Take the transmitter out on one of them radios and hook it to this here strobe. Just do it! Just do it! We gotta get the engine started! Michael, just do it! If that shark attacks us again we're gonna feed that big boy a meal he won't forget. You better have something good going over there. We've got a rotten hose here. There's a spare one down there somewhere. What you wanna do with this? I'm rigging' the receiver. If it works, we get it inside that bastard and then we set it off. I got it. I got it. I got it. We rig an antenna on this, we got a slave unit that'll shock the hell out of him. Right! You're learning, partner. He's getting closer! They spend half their lives looking for food, and the other half eating it, they don't care what it is. Maybe he's got indigestion.
He's already eaten my plane! It's not food he's after. Michael, turn on your switch. I wanna get a test here. All right, anybody ever tell you you're nuts? All the time, partner. This is all theory, though. If it responds to external electrical impulse, it might respond to one coming from inside it. Confuse him, drive him crazy. All right, give me a test. Good. You'd better get up here! The heartbeat's stopped! Shit. Either he's gone or your gear's crapped out again. No, no, that's bull, man. My equipment don't crap out. He'll be back. Get me the boat hook. Maybe he had a heart attack. Too much bloody food. Humans are full of cholesterol, you know? Give me the hook. Shit! Where the hell is he? All right, give me that line, Michael. Right there. There he is! Ellen, try the engine. Ellen, try to start the engine!
Come on! Son of a bitch. Let's get out of here. No, it's too late, hoagie. He's gonna come for us. Give me a hard port. Right! Here, give me that. Come on. No, look, this looks bad here. No! Michael, we have no time for that thing! Jake! Jake, you can't go out there without a line! Keep it steady. It's gonna come back! Damn thing's disappeared. He's gone! Jake! We're taking too much water. It'll stop the engine. Ellen, take the wheel. We've got to outrun it. Ellen! That thing gonna work? It'll work. If Jake says it will work, it will work. This kinda charge will drive it crazy. Help! Sweet Jesus, we're headed straight for it!
Come about, Ellen! Ellen, come about! He's gonna hit us. Hold on! Hold on! Smile, you son of a bitch! Michael! Come over here. Michael! It's all right! I'm okay! Anybody alive? Over here! Jake! Michael, you got a minute? It's Jake! Son of a bitch! Jesus, jake. What took you so damn long, man? What the hell are you doing alive, huh? I told you... I told you uncle Jake's equipment don't crap out, eh? You're not going to do something stupid like die on me, are you? No, man. I'm way too mean for that. All right, here you go. So from now on, we're going to study snails, eh'? Yeah. I want you all to come to amity this summer. Yeah, we'll be there.
You make sure they come. L will. I'll miss you, grandma. Get in, Ellen Brody. You'll miss your plane. Goodbye, grandma! Bye, baby. Okay. Be careful. Okay. See ya. Take good care of Jake. I will. You gonna be okay? Yeah. Okay. When I come back, remind me to tell you about the time I took 100 nuns to Nairobi. There they were, 100 nuns, playing guitars and singing, "the hills are alive with the sound of music." Then suddenly, one comes up to me and she says, "there's smoke coming from the engine." But I never took them seriously, until they all started singing nearer, my god, to thee. Slow. That tickles. That tickles too. How much are you in debt? Thirty thousand. Thirty thousand what? Dollars.
A friend of mine has a bar on Ibiza. Actually, he doesn �t have it yet, he needs a partner. I could buy in. I just need eighty thousand. Euros? Of course. But you don �t have. I �d like to meet your crowd some time. I �m almost out. You can get me more? -Sure. Give him a blow job or have him take a Mr. Blue. That �s what we �ve got them for. Then he �ll be fine. He paid 1 20 euros. Hey, Angel, what �s wrong? Don �t we say good evening anymore? Good evening. He �s a regular, if he stops coming, you earn nothing, and what �s more important, I earn nothing. Did she leave? Give me the card! I didn �t see her... -lt doesn �t matter. The card! Baby, what is it this time? I no work today. We �ll see about that. No. C �mon. Today no, please.
I not work today. Show pussy! Go on, lie down. Show pussy! You really have a nice pussy. You rub a little! Well, Angel. Everything OK? A short break... I want to talk to you about something. Yes. But ... not here. I �ll come by your place tomorrow afternoon? OK? -Yes. Don �t say anything to the other girls. Hello, Sweetheart. How much? Come inside and tell me what you want. I wanna fuck. Bye. Bye. What is? What you doing here? Secret entrance. You must leave. Boss coming. Konecny? What does he want? He say talk. About what?
I don �t know. Talk. I don �t know what he want. He say talk. Are you coming over afterwards? -Yes. Are you coming over afterwards? Go! It �s me, Angel. I coming. Angel, what �s going on? Weren �t you dressed? That wouldn �t have bothered me. I �ve been observing you. You �re a smart girl. Not as stupid as the others. You have goals, plans in life, am I right? I like that. And I �ve been thinking about how to help you. C �mon, sit down. I own a few flats. Nice ones. Living room, bedroom, kitchen, everything, tip top. You follow what I �m saying? And one of these flats ... has your name on it. You can leave this hotel room behind. How does that sound? How much? We �ll see, not more than this place. I have friends, you see.
Politicians, big industry people, etc. Sometimes they want to relax ... with a pretty girl. They don �t like brothels, on account of their image. They like it private. Exquisite. You �d earn more too. And I no more work in Cinderella? We �ll see. You will at first. We �ll see how things go. You �re too special for a brothel. Do you have a boyfriend? All by yourself? Nobody to look after you, protect you? I don �t need, I can do myself. Alright then, do we go with the flat? I must think. You do that. How about a blow job? It would make me very happy. Well? My loss, your gain. What are you thinking? Would I really do that with you? C �mon, get up. To me you �re not a whore. I was just kidding. You think about it, and I �ll look after you. You can trust me. You can make something of yourself.
Nice. Great. These four were great. Too fast on this one. Take your time. Easy with the trigger finger. Thank you. Next please. Load. Stop concentrating so hard. Commence firing. You �ve got night duty today? What are you going to do? Stay home. Look, old Hausner is still driving. We should alert the authorities. He has to, he �s all alone. What if something happens? You �re not on duty. Unfortunately not. Hey there. Well, look who came to visit. Mom called. She wants to put me in a home. She said to see if you need some help. I do fine on my own. She said to cut your firewood. I �m surprised you still know me. You didn �t want anything to do with me. You missed the funeral.
I couldn �t make it. Even missed the funeral. I was in jail, they don �t let you go to funerals. Then you shouldn �t have stolen. I don �t have much time today. I have to get back to work. You have a job? -Yes. Alright, come in then. It sure was special. The whole cemetery full of people. And the priest ... spoke such beautiful words. I should get going. She was real popular. I �m kind of in a hurry today. Real popular. I �ll come by next week or the week after. Do what you want. I reckon there will be something to eat. Whoops. Sorry. -That �s OK. Bye. That �s Alex, my grandson. You have a grandson? I didn �t know that. Yes. He lives in the city. In the city you end up arrogant or a scoundrel. He ended up a scoundrel.
I was thinking I could pick you up ... and we could drive to church together. You think I �m too old to drive? It �s silly ... to drive from the same village in two cars. How long do you want to invest it? Maybe six or seven years if there �s any advantage. There is, but it �s not much. The difference is 4%, 4.25%... But you might be interested in this... Feeding time. It �s about time. Well, Angel. Have you thought about it? Good, then I �ll show you the flat tomorrow. I prefer to work here. Not in flat. No? But you �ll earn more. I prefer to stay with other girls. Better. Nonsense. Keep thinking. Tomorrow we �ll go see the flat. You know what your problem is? No. Do I have one? You �re too soft. You want to be tough, but you �re not. People can tell immediately. You don �t really belong. That �s your problem.
Too soft. Well, what �s the flat like? Better than hotel. You taking it? No. Did you tell him? What did he say? He say to keep thinking. Did he want to fuck? Tell the truth. What is this? It �s not loaded. What is this? Put away! It �s not loaded. You were scared, right? You were scared. Why you do that? -l �m just messing around. I �m doing a bank. What means "l doing bank?" I go in, show them the gun, they shit bricks, I take the money, and walk out. Bullshit. Then we pay your debts and go to Spain. Bullshit. They find you and you go back in jail. That will happen. They won �t catch me because I have a plan. I know the bank, I have an escape route. Out in the country...
-You don �t do! is bullshit. We have to do something, we can �t go on like this. What not go on like this? is all perfectly normal. Whoops. -We found a beetle! Super. Then he opened the door and ran into the woods ... with us on his heels. We caught him fast. It was OK, he was scared shitless. He kept screaming: Please don �t shoot! And cussing like a sailor. Picko, picko! But you never know. I thought: What if he has a gun? Man was I scared! For once we get some action, and I �m off duty. You wouldn �t have caught him anyway. Too slow. Who �s slow? Cheers! Thanks for inviting us. When is it due? Any day now. Hubert told me you miscarried. In my third month. Must be horrible.
I was so scared that would happen to me. We �re so stupid, we already finished the nursery. Thanks. Maybe we should adopt after all. Susi, no. lt �ll work out. We just have to be patient. We �ve been patient so long. Maybe it worked this time. How do you know? A woman feels that kind of thing. Look, adoption just causes problems later. The kid isn �t ours, it �s from just anybody. There �s no way of predicting his character. You just can �t know. You �re right. What you doing? C �mon, get out of there! -No. Please not! -Why are you yelling? Stop yelling and obey! I said: Obey! And you, fuck off! Are we getting nervous? -Are you crazy? Are you crazy? Calm down, pal! Stay cool. You tell me to soften her up...
The man is new around here, he doesn �t know how things work yet. You gotta excuse him. No actually I owe you an apology. My loss, your gain. Good thing Harry �s an old friend. A gentleman. I �m sure he �s willing to forget everything. We �ll talk about that later. Now, you apologize! I hear that. -Sorry. C �mon, do it properly. Shake hands. Sorry, I didn �t mean it. Now take our angel to the hotel, she can call it a day. And no more mistakes from you! Shut up! Tamara, he paid him to break you. I was there. They talked like best friends. He bawled me out. Made me apologize. Why he do it? Yeah, why? Why do you think? Come here. Hello. I take walk. How can someone go in and out, and no one notices a thing? She had nothing on her. Said she was taking a walk.

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