Northern Exposure s06e12 Episode Script

Hi.
There's your mail.
Hey, Marilyn! Hey! Hi.
Hey, welcome to Manonash.
Boy, what a surprise! You look great! Wow! I'm fine.
In spite of what you may have heard.
I'm really I'm fine.
I'm flourishing here.
I'm touched.
Look at you.
You came all the way to check up on me.
I didn't.
You didn't? I came for the du ka-ak.
Oh, yeah? You came for the potlatch? Uh-huh.
Yeah.
For little Joey Pitka's first kill, huh? His mom, Estelle, she's an old friend from high school.
Yeah.
Of course.
That makes sense, the potlatch.
Well, good.
Small world.
I'm glad you could make it.
Let me help you with your stuff.
Next order of business, Ed, is the lights and window shades.
Ed? Now where in the hell did he go? Here I am, Maurice! Oh, yeah.
There you are.
Lights and window shades.
They're on sun-up to sun-down timers.
So don't monkey with them because you'll throw them out of synch.
I won't touch them, Maurice.
Now, the number for the hunting lodge where I'm gonna be is on the blackboard in there next to the phone in the kitchen.
Now, I told you about the water shut off.
If anything leaks Uh-huh.
And you know about the alarm and the electric box.
Oh, if you need any staples or supplies, call the Chalet Gourmet in Cantwell.
Tell them to put it on my bill and put it on the regular delivery.
Okay.
Chalet Gourmet.
Uh Electricity, alarm system.
Now, don't hyperventilate, son.
It's just house-sitting, it's not brain surgery.
Oh, I know, Maurice, but, well, I've only cleaned it before.
I never sat it.
Oh, it's a shame you have to this time.
I'm not gonna give up an opportunity to go boar hunting with Al and Wally.
They say those Arkansas razorbacks are big as hell and half of Georgia! Hell and half of Georgia.
That's funny, Maurice.
Yeah? Well, I want you to show a little initiative around here while I'm gone.
Clean those Venetian blinds, will you? Okay, Maurice.
Pirouetting around here with a feather duster is one thing, but I want you to use a little soap and elbow grease.
Maurice, hi.
Oh, Michelle.
You just caught me going out.
I've got to get to the airport, catch a plane.
Hi, Mrs.
Capra.
Oh, hi, Ed.
Well, thank goodness I caught you.
It's my crafts piece for the newspaper.
Sorry it's late, but I found a glassblower in Dyersville.
Oh, thank you.
Yeah.
A real character.
Now, listen, some of the transitions might be a little rough still.
And if you don't like the lead-in Look, look, Michelle, can I look at this when I get back? Oh, sorry.
Your plane.
Right.
Yeah.
Okay.
Well, have a nice trip! All right.
Bye! Bye, Ed.
Bye, Mrs.
Capra.
Writers.
A bunch of babies.
That my fruit? Yes, sir.
Two bananas, a nectarine, oh, and I threw in a box of those yellow raisins you like so well.
Well, wish me a clean kill, Edward.
Clean kill, Maurice.
Get that door for me, will you? Yes, sir.
And I'll be fine, Maurice.
I will.
Good luck.
I mean, clean kill.
Bye.
So obviously you've been to Manonash before.
Well, summers when I was little.
Oh, yeah.
I can't wait for the summer.
When the salmon run.
It'll be great.
Hmm.
See, when I came, it was small moon month, you know, Pis Yadi.
When the fish and the berry season ends.
Mmm, when the flies bite.
Yeah.
It's wild, huh? Pis Yadi.
Excuse me? That's how you say "small moon month.
" Pis Yadi.
Oh, yeah? Pis Yadi.
See, I'm still learning.
Well, look who's here.
Marilyn Whirlwind, is that you? Hi, Mr.
Two-Clocks.
I was hoping you'd make the potlatch.
How are you? Good.
How was your fishing season? Well, I did okay.
Oh, yeah, okay.
He's just being modest.
Last time we went fishing, he speared like 47 coho before high sun.
What're you talking about? Everybody knows he's the best fisherman on the Batza River anyway.
Well, he is.
Oh, I was just lucky.
Look, I gotta check my snag lines.
Why don't you two drop by later? I've got some Ootkut roots in the pot.
We could eat some.
Okay.
Yeah.
That sounds great.
Thanks.
We'll see you.
You fished with Two-Clocks? Oh, yeah.
All the time.
Just you and him? Just me and him.
At least three times a week.
He's a wonderful guy.
A real kindred spirit of mine.
He's just now teaching me how to think like a salmon.
Her place is right up here.
I know.
Some fab dump, huh? Officer Semanski's even got her own workout parlor.
Well, actually, this is the dining area.
Nice and big, huh? Wow, H.
All this room just for our kitchen table.
Yes, it is spacious, isn't it? But, Maggie, just the one wall plug? Oh, no, no, no, there's one here, and I think you have a 220 back here behind this table.
Oh? Yeah! Uh-huh, okay.
So what do you think? I think this is the house.
It even has your left-handed medicine cabinets, Holling.
I didn't think I'd ever find those.
Yeah, that's unusual.
Oh, you see that kitchen spray gun for the dirty dishes? I always wanted one.
And a real fireplace.
We can put our own family pics up there! Tack up Randi's Christmas stocking.
And we can get out that little manger scene.
Well, all right, then, finally.
Well, there are a few things.
I mean, the cracked linoleum in the utility room.
And that loose towel rack in the half-bath.
Well, that's okay, Holling, because we can do a fix-it list.
Kind of doesn't seem fair getting so nit-picky after you've shown us every joint in the greater nabe, Mag.
Well, that's okay.
I mean, it's your starter home.
It's normal to be particular.
So, now, what do we do, Maggie? We make an offer and then we close on the sale.
I mean, she may not accept.
Oh, I don't think it's gonna be a problem, Holling.
Barbara is motivated.
I mean, with that transfer to Sleetmute, the drive's killing her.
So if she does? Accept? Uh-huh.
Then you guys get the house.
Our house.
Just think, H.
Us, in a real house, just like a real family, just like everybody else.
Here are the Ootkut roots.
I dug up plenty more to boil for the potlatch, too.
Hmm, smells good.
Yeah.
I'm hungry, too.
Mrs.
Pitka's been busy in the cooking hut for most of the week.
I know.
She showed me the dried duck and geese from last fall.
Yeah, did she show you the dried Dall sheep she got from the Upper Alatna? Mmm-hmm.
And don't forget the centerpiece, the reason for our celebration, little Joey's first kill.
Big black bear, huh? Yeah.
Very big.
Yeah.
Thick with fat.
I heard they got a lot of fat strips from him.
I can't wait.
You? Yeah.
Eat bear fat? Sure.
What, Marilyn? What's so funny? Him and bear.
Yeah? What? The first time he smelled it, he threw up.
Oh, really? Dr.
Fleischman? Marilyn You did.
Remember? Crab apple festival dinner at my house? My mom gave him the whitest strap of fat.
Yeah? And? And he saw it and started to sweat and got pale and ran from the table.
Well, it was the first time I had it.
And fast.
So fast.
Like this.
Oh, Dr.
Fleischman, running from the bear.
I didn't know he could move so fast.
Coming.
Be right there.
Hey, Ed.
Hey, Chris.
What's up, man? Where's Lupe? Had to go to Barrow, so I'm watching the house.
Oh, cool.
I don't know.
It's kind of lonely when you're up here all alone.
'Cause it's so big, I bet.
Yeah.
Hey, look, I gotta borrow the chief's Hasselblad.
His good camera? Oh, I don't know, Chris.
Well, I gotta take some slides, man.
Doc Capra came out to the house, right? Saw my art and dug it.
Knows this guy down in LA who's a dealer.
Thinks I should send him some pics.
Oh, but his Hasselblad.
Well, Maurice didn't say anything to me about it, Chris.
Well, it's not my idea, it's Cap's, you know.
I'm on the fence about this thing myself.
I mean, I do my art to do it, you know.
Nothing more, nothing less.
Never thought about putting it out there and Doc thinks there's a market.
Thinks people should see it.
You should, Chris.
It's not gonna bug you? Oh, no.
You should take those pictures.
Send them in.
See what happens.
Who knows? Yeah, really, huh? So got the whole house to yourself? Uh-huh.
Game's on.
Sonics, Bullets.
Wanna stay and watch? Crank up the big tube? That'd be good, man.
Okay.
Hey, you're looking pretty clean, man.
What, did you get Maurice's smoking jacket there? Oh.
This? Yeah.
Well, I was cold.
I have to keep the house at 68, you know.
Let's get some brew dogs and some of them big, old, fat, salty pretzels! All right! But we gotta be careful about the crumbs, you know.
Us? Hey, Crystal.
Hey, Marilyn.
Here you are.
Look, I've been thinking about our dinner last night at Two-Clocks Oh.
Can you hand me that branch there, please? This one? Thanks.
Look, I know that seeing me like this must be strange for you.
Dressed in these clothes and fishing in the Batza, eating bear fat.
I understand how that could be so Dr.
Joel Fleischman in nature? Not exactly the man you knew, right? I mean, he couldn't see past the Hudson River if he tried.
And fish? Let's put it this way.
He liked his smoked, right? Preferably hand sliced from Zabar's served on a bagel with diced onions.
And nature, nature to him was an irritant.
Birds, they didn't sing.
They woke him up.
A body of water wasn't life, it was like a golf hazard.
I mean, that Joel Fleischman was anxious, and he was competitive and he was grasping.
He was self-righteous and he was overly critical of people and at times he could even be given to self-pity.
He wasn't at peace.
I mean, how could he be, right? He didn't know what it was, but he does now.
I do.
I'm different, Marilyn.
I'm not the same Joel Fleischman.
I've changed.
I have.
Marilyn, I have.
Well, I'm gonna go now.
I just wanted to clear the air.
Bye.
Bye.
See, Holling? That tub filled up just as fast this time.
Well, there's no harm in checking.
Thanks again, Barbara.
Sorry for the inconvenience.
You know, they just needed one last little walk-through.
Find any more loose washers for your fix list, Holling? None that I could see.
Okay.
Well, let me get these guys off and I'll be back and we'll finalize the papers.
Roger that.
Ready? Well, I think we got a deal.
She agreed to the earthquake retrofitting, the new gravel driveway.
It's all right here in the offer.
So let's just sign and get you guys moved in.
I don't see anything about the septic tanks.
Septic tank? Yeah.
See, it's number five.
And also, she said floats for the toilets, caulk for the sills and repair of the storm door.
Wow.
She even went for new carpet in the hall closet.
I thought she was gonna blow a gasket.
Everything you asked for.
What about the picnic table? Picnic table? What picnic table? That one.
Well, you didn't say anything about a picnic table.
I did.
First visit.
Nice place to have a picnic, I said.
Oh, well, I'll have to talk to Barbara about that one.
Do that.
Tell her the picnic table and both benches.
It's just as easy for us to walk away.
Holling When do we ever picnic? We can start.
Oh, man.
She looks really PO'd now.
Why'd you go and do that? Well, anybody can see that that table is a pertinent fixture.
Cedar, just like the siding lumber.
Now she lays a nice soft pass into Bettina's hands.
Here comes Bettina in for first shot! She pounds it into the ground Come on, Bettina! Girl can really glide on them rollerblades.
The girl's got some good pecks, too.
Walt, slide that bowl of macadamias, will you? Who's looking at her pecks? Hey, guys, I found some of that fancy ham and stinky cheese in the fridge.
That black forest of his? Over here, Ed.
Give me a hunk.
Okay if I spark up? Look what I got.
Nine Inch Nails for blasting after the fight! All right! Did you call the pay-per-view people? Main event's in All right! Live from Caracas! All in the comfort of our own casa splendido.
Maurice's casa splendido.
Chris, did you remember to bring that camera back? Oh, you know what? I ain't quite got there yet, buddy.
Got into a card game over at The Brick, some hearts, you know.
What're you watching? Blade babes? Jeez, have you seen his Visa bill? 5,800 bucks.
Laura Ashley duvet cover.
Can you believe those things upstairs are $400? And look what I found in his medicine chest.
Wrinkle cream.
Put that around your eyes, Owen.
It stings a little.
You know, I had some awfully smooth port here last Christmas.
Port, it'd be a nice accompaniment to this Stilton.
That's my favorite fortified wine.
Port, port, port.
Stogies, anybody? Hey! Port.
1917? Might have been.
Hit me.
Me, too.
Well, good luck and thanks for the TLC.
Anybody else? Ed, you sure it's all right we're drinking this? We drink it when Maurice is here, right? I mean, he's the one that's always saying it, "Mi casa, su casa.
" To the chief.
To Maurice! All right.
Here! Here! Here! Here! Hey, Walt.
Fight's on.
Hit that thing, would you? Ruth-Anne, those grape strips Randi likes to gum on, they come in yet? Yeah.
They're right over there on the second shelf next to the Vienna sausage.
I roll them up real tight to last her all day.
Officer Semanski.
Hi.
Afternoon.
I'm just picking up some grape strips for Miranda.
Me? NoDoz.
To stay awake, right.
On my six-hour commute.
Officer Semanski.
A man makes me an offer, I bargain in good faith.
I know.
He wanted my Kenmore's.
I threw them in.
Well, it is kind of far to the laundromat.
And the fireplace set? That was for me.
I loved the little shovel.
Your husband, Ms.
Vincoeur Holling.
The man's a chiseler.
Oh, three dollars.
A chiseler? Seen it before.
No, he isn't.
Give an individual like that a smoke, he's in your pocket for the pack.
It's just a ratty old picnic table.
Let me tell you what, it's my ratty old picnic table.
And the chiseler's not getting it.
Fat goose, huh? Uh-huh.
This is Canadian.
Uh-huh.
You know, if you like pretty geese, the snow goose up here are incredible.
Just white.
Well, "snow," of course.
Hence the name, right? You know, they're actually not born white.
They're kind of more gray, so that they can blend in with their nest.
Hi.
Hey.
Hi, Joey.
Hi, Estelle.
Hi, Ms.
Whirlwind.
Hi, Dr.
Fleischman.
What do you say, Joey? Boy, you guys sure are blazing along with these geese.
Yeah? Well, we were just talking about the geese, snow goose.
You know, the protective covering of the young, which you should find pretty interesting, Joey.
Because you know that was the beginning of Darwin's theories of natural selection.
I mean, it was his observation of bird species on the Galapagos Islands.
Off Peru.
Quite the master plan when you think about it, right? I guess.
Well, we better get back to our preparations.
What? Just the same.
What? You.
Me? I am, aren't I? Yes, it Look at me.
I'm just I'm talking.
I'm just yabbering away here.
Marilyn, okay.
I am, Marilyn.
I know it.
I'm talking.
I'm just I'm falling back on all my old ways and you know why? It's 'cause of you.
That's right.
'Cause I'm not like this when you're not here.
Believe me! I go hours here.
I go weeks.
I go days even.
You can ask anyone.
Ask them if I just talk to myself.
Go ahead.
Ask your friend.
I don't care.
Ask them if he just talks, 'cause they'll say no.
He doesn't talk to just hear himself talk anymore.
But, boy, you show up and Marilyn Whirlwind, winner of the US Open of Silence, you just shatter any inner peace that I've managed to find.
Thanks a lot.
You know, I really appreciate you coming.
It's been a wonderful visit.
Thanks a lot! Here you are, Sir Walter, one thermos full of fresh brewed.
Thanks, Holling.
How goes it? You youngsters find your new home? Well, I've tendered an offer, but, uh, we've got a stingy seller.
Digging her heels in on terms.
Some people.
Phew! Hi, Walt.
Hi, Maggie.
Hey, Holling! Guess what? Good news.
About what? The house, Holling.
I had a long talk with Barbara, and the picnic table is yours.
Uh-huh.
It is? Not only that, but the benches, and the lawn chairs.
"Whatever it takes," she says, "I gotta sell.
I'm moving to Sleetmute.
" Is that a fact? Yeah! So, what do you say, Holling? She's at the house waiting.
All you have to do is sign.
Sign? Now wait.
What? What about that roof? Roof? That's right.
Holling, it was just reshingled, remember? Seven-year guarantee.
That's my whole point.
It's tar shingles.
So? Well, I can't have that.
It's the fumes.
It's got to be split shingles and treated.
I don't want the house unless it's treated shake.
So now it's about the fumes? That's right.
Holling, this isn't about fumes.
Petrochemicals.
I read somewhere that it gives you migraines.
It's not about fumes.
It's not about the roof.
It's not about picnic tables.
It's about you, Holling.
Holling, you don't want this house.
You don't want any house.
Yes! Of course I do.
Come on, Holling.
Barbara didn't even throw in that picnic table.
She didn't? No.
I just said that.
I see.
Look, Holling, this is just a sham.
All this lookie-looing, it's a waste of time.
It's a waste of your time and my time.
Okay? I'm tired of showing you guys around.
I want my Sundays back.
Sounds like a plan.
Shoot some pool, watch The Hustler.
Yeah.
I've got The Color of Money, in there, too.
It's just like going to the movies, but at Maurice's.
The hi-fi VCR of his.
I wonder how much the whole thing cost.
The dual tuner, picture-in-picture.
Ed? Boy, the walls seem much closer in here.
What? Nothing.
So how much do you think Maurice's TV costs? Oh, I don't know, Eugene.
I would hook up some big speakers, if I was him.
And invest in a laser disc.
Better fidelity.
Superior resolution.
Oh, my.
Would you listen to that? Ready, Ed? Let's get back, okay? Profiteroles ought to be defrosted by now.
Yeah, we gotta get outta here.
Oh, my.
Well, Marilyn.
Hi.
I see you brought plenty of feathers for the babiches.
Little Joey's gonna be very proud to have his own ceremonial garters.
Just like the rest of us guys.
Soft down to help him go lightly through life.
Say, you want a cup of Nescafé? I could put the water on.
I only drink coffee in the morning.
You're right and I'm trying to cut back, too.
You wanna make armbands? I'm good at mukluk garters.
Okay.
Uh, say, why don't you pass me that seal grease over there.
This leather's getting kind of dry.
Pretty bowl.
Yeah.
Isn't it? Good carving.
That was a gift from Dr.
Fleischman.
It's nice.
Where'd he get it? Well, he made it.
He made it? Kept a sharp knife, didn't he? Are you sure? Well, yeah, I'm sure.
Why? You have to have time and patience to make a bowl like this.
Yeah.
So? He's nervous.
Well, yeah, that's true.
Dr.
Fleischman can be nervous.
But, Marilyn, what can you expect? He's from New York.
So what's he doing here, then? Well, can you blame him? No.
He's trying to simplify.
And he's making progress, too.
Just remember, it's a long way from New York City to Manonash.
Eat up, everybody.
That's aged prime Kobe beef.
Potatoes boulanger and caramelized shallots, had them trucked in fresh from the Chalet Gourmet just this morning.
Mmm, lobster ravioli, too.
Is that what's in these? Whoo! Hey, Eugene.
Give me some more of that red, would you? Try and save an empty leg for dessert.
There's more in the kitchen, and I got a baked Alaska in there as big as hell and half of Georgia! Big as hell and half of Georgia.
I'm gonna file that one, Ed.
That reminds me, Michelle.
I wanted to talk to you.
I had a chance to read your article.
Oh, you read it? It's good.
I mean, it'll be fine.
I only have a few notes for you.
You do? Mmm-hmm.
You buried your whole lead.
I'd cut the top two graphs and get right to it, you know, and the whole tangent about the glassblower's shack, do you need that? Well, for atmosphere and texture, yes.
Well, I'll be honest.
It was all lost on me.
Well, I can take another look.
Fine.
So, Chris, what about you? Did you get those slides off yet? Not quite, Doc, but I'm working on it.
Working on it.
Right! Huh? Oh, come on, Chris, just fess up.
You probably haven't even got that camera on the tripod yet.
That'd get in the way of his drinking beer and playing cards, right? Hey, Ed.
Come on, man.
It just happens to him folks, that's all.
Opportunity knocks and Chris is tiptoeing out the old back door.
Where do you get off, Ed? I'll say what I want, it's my party, Mr.
Art for Art's Sake.
You're probably just chicken the public'll think you stink.
I'm out of here.
Mmm, eat up, everybody.
Sixty-five, sixty-six Well, Randi's off to dreamland, hon.
Got her snoozing this time before Snow White even met Sneezy.
Well, rah-rah.
Have to put you in for dad of the year, won't we? Oh, Shelly.
We were this close, Holling.
We almost had it.
Then you had to start in.
I should never have let it get along this far anyway.
Yeah.
Well, you did.
Now we have to find another one all over again.
Well, that's the thing, Shelly.
What? We don't.
What don't we don't? Have to look for a house.
Why not? You find another one? No.
Just, we don't have to look for a house because, well, I don't want one.
You don't want one? What? A house? I'm afraid not.
Yes, you do.
Everybody wants a house.
Well, I don't.
A house, off by itself I'm sorry, I really am.
But it just doesn't hold anything for me, Shelly.
I was a trapper.
I've been off by myself plenty enough.
We're not talking about camping out, Holling.
Aren't we happy? Right here? Right now? I mean, we're in the center of things, Shelly.
Best of both worlds, really.
We need a little time to ourselves, we skip right upstairs.
Want some lively talk or a cup of coffee, well, it's right there, down below.
Plus, we get to work at home.
Well, hunky-d.
And what's Randi supposed to do, kick cans in the alley? We do pay taxes for a nice winter play gym.
A twirly-whirly, a clean sandbox, and plenty of other young children to play with.
Yeah, and where are they crashing? Above a bar? No, Holling.
Houses.
'Cause that's what people do.
They get married, they pop out a rug rat, and they picket fence-it.
You never saw The Brady Bunch? H- O-U-S-E! Period.
Oh, what a beautifuI morning Oh, what a beautifuI day I've got a beautifuI feeling everything's going my way Beatrice? Where'd that girl get to? Beatie, there you are.
After you finish with this mess, I'll have another glass of milk and a fresh croissant.
With some of this raspberry jam.
Oh, and better polish the silver and the crystal, too.
Try not to chip it this time.
There's a bright golden haze on the meadow Chigliak! What the hell? Maurice? What is this? What are you doing? What are you doing here? Well, I happen to live here.
But you're in Arkansas till Tuesday.
Wally threw his back out.
What's that you're wearing? Is that my wild silk smoking jacket? You take that off! Take it off this instant! Okay, Maurice.
What have you been doing? Throwing a party here? Oh, just dinner, Maurice.
Dinner? With my '72 Pétrus? You've been in my cellar.
You've been drinking my wine.
It wasn't me, Maurice.
It was the others.
What's this? French tulips? Where'd you get these in the middle of winter? Pierson's.
You called Pierson's in Cantwell? At a sawbuck a stem? Are you crazy? Have you gone completely nuts? What the hell did you think you were doing! Look, I entrusted you with the care of my house.
And how'd you repay me? You ransacked the place! You raided my cupboard! You drank my wine! What are you doing? You're standing here with that stupid look on your face.
Go get a mop and pail.
I want you to stack and scrape all of these things! Get this mess cleaned up! Now! Double time! Right, Maurice.
Go! And if I see one wine stain on this damask tablecloth, your hide is mine So the tulips really sent him into orbit, huh? Yeah.
Until he found out I stretched out his good Bally shoes.
And then he fired me.
Bummer.
Oh.
But he re-hired me back again.
Chop wood until I pay for a new pair.
Double bummer.
I tell you, Shelly, I'm just glad to be out of there.
That big house, all that food and stuff, it's just no good unless you share it with people.
Only then you start feeling like you know something 'cause they don't have it and you do.
You start acting bossy and telling everybody what to do.
Kind of like Maurice.
Yeah, kind of.
Wait, Shelly! That is like Maurice! I stayed in his house, I start acting like him.
Think so? You know what I think, I think that house took me over just like in The Shining.
That one about the kook case who chases his nuclear family around with an ax? That's Jack Nicholson, Shelly.
But he wasn't a kook case.
He was really a nice guy.
Till he got into that house.
The house made him do it.
Well, at least they had a house.
More than some families I know.
'Cause of some people.
Oh, but I think they were just caretaking the house.
Ed, I'm talking about Mr.
Picnic Table there.
Mr.
I Don't Want to Live in a House.
Well, I know.
But what if Holling's right? How am I ever gonna know? All I ever lived in was a mobile home with the Tamster.
And then here.
Oh, but then how do you know you want to? Live in a house? I don't know.
'Cause I tried it, Shelly.
I thought it'd be fun living in there, but it did something to me.
Made me feel all weird.
Different, you know.
I wasn't even myself.
Huh.
Oh, wow.
I brought you something.
Yeah, well, I'll tell you, Marilyn, all I really want right now is a box of thumbtacks, hold this antenna up.
I'm gonna listen to some real music.
And some real news.
And some sports.
I don't even know who the Knicks traded for.
They get a point guard yet? I don't think so.
Yeah.
Well Danny Moonwater pulled this out of his Dodge Duster after I set a shattered ankle for him.
I was using it to crack walnuts.
Mmm.
I brought you something.
What's that? A present.
Yeah, well I mean, thanks.
I appreciate it, but I think you got it wrong, you know.
I should be giving you presents.
You saved me a lot of time here, Marilyn.
A lot of trouble.
Probably another case of head lice.
Hmm.
Take it.
Look at me, lug boots, hair shirt! What was I thinking? That I could just walk away from everything? Just escape my culture? Myself? I'll tell you, Marilyn, the most pathetic thing is I really actually thought I was getting somewhere, then you show up and it's like It's like the raven himself sent you down here to put me to the test.
And, boy, did I flunk.
'Cause if you were my test, I failed with flying colors.
'Cause it is hopeless.
There is absolutely, there is no growth.
There is no change for me.
Open it.
What is it? Just open it.
These are babiches.
Uh-huh.
This is for me? Uh-huh.
You are giving this to me? I made them with lots of goose feathers.
To help me go lightly through life.
Do you like them? Of course I like them.
Good.
Marilyn, I don't deserve this.
You will.
Officer Semanski.
Just leaving.
Oh, I guess I can't go in there then, huh? You want in my house again? I just kind of need to go in there and kind of see something is all.
Haven't you two seen enough? Yeah, maybe I could convince him.
If I could just see Could I? Two minutes, then I roll.
Thanks, Officer Semanski.
Chris? Chris, it's me.
Ed.
Hey, man, I know you probably don't ever want to talk to me again and I don't blame you.
Come in here, Ed.
Chris, I said some terrible, terrible things that Well, even if it was the house talking, I shouldn't have said.
Oh, listen, Ed I'm supposed to be your friend, Chris, and friends don't care if you have unrealized potential.
Well, you know They like you just the way you are, Chris.
Hey! I do, man.
Really.
If you want to drink beer, play cards all day long, well, that's all right with me.
Please, just forgive me, Chris.
Okay.
What? Okay.
I forgive you.
There's nothing to forgive.
I want you to see something.
Oh! Wow, Chris! You're taking your pictures.
Yeah.
I'm gonna click away.
I'm gonna let the public decide.
Well, all right! Owe it all to you, bud.
Me? Hey, you lit a fire under my butt.
You know, you dished out a healthy dose of tough love.
And if you can't count on your friends to set you straight, who're you gonna count on? Hmm? Oh, Chris.
All right.
Let's do this.
Hold still.
Two for the queen, silliest old lady I've ever seen.
Whoo! Now, are you ready for number three? In a minute, maybe.
Oh, yeah, you wanna go sift in the sand pile for a little while? There you go.
Just playing some.
They had one of these youngster carousels in Skatesville where we'd go to pick up dry goods.
Kids hanging all over it.
If there was time, Uncle Frank would set me down and let me have a spin.
Yeah, we had a pretty deep sand pit at the trailer park, too.
Shelly, I'm sorry I skunked that deal for us.
I got your hopes all up and then let them be dashed.
Look at them, H.
Look how they're digging her.
They are having a time.
Yeah, Shelly, we're gonna keep on looking for a house, all right, hon? There's another one out there, bigger and better.
Nah, I don't think so.
I promise you, Shell, I will grow into house living.
Well, at least I'll try.
We are a family.
We're a family now, Holling.
And we live above a bar.
So what? Who says we can't if we want to? Nobody, I suppose.
That's right.
I mean, a house, it's like you get in there and you gotta mind your p's and q's, you know what I mean? Put out coasters and make sure everything's just so.
That is true.
Besides I mean, you wanna look out the kitchen window and see Randi out there digging all by herself? It's not what I'd want.
Ah! Come on! Come on home, my little baby! Nah, we'll stick to city life, H.
You mean it? Hey! Which one of you bad haircuts wants to teeter-totter with me and Randi V.
I do! And I wanna be first.
Really? Oh, I'm an old see-sawer from way back.
Let's ride then! Up you go! Down you go! Sure is tasty beaver tail, isn't it? Oh, fresh.
Pretty good, huh? Yeah.
Want to dance? Yeah.