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There's a time for love and a time for living. Take a chance and face the wind.
Open road and a road that's hidden. A brand new life around the bend.
There were times I lost a dream or two.
And found a trail.
And at the end was you.
There's a path you take and a path not taken.
Choice is up to you, my friend.
Not so long, but you might awaken to a brand new life. A brand new life. A
new life built round the bend.
Bless me, Father, for I have sinned.
It's been, uh...
Two years since my last confession.
Two years? Three years since my last confession.
What sins have you committed?
Well, I hit my thumb with a hammer and I took the Lord's name in vain.
I took a handful of sweeteners from the diner.
And I killed a man.
And I'm thinking about killing another.
I think we're going to be here for a while.
It all started a couple of weeks ago, Father. I was playing in the finals of
tennis tournament at the club with our next -door neighbor, Fred.
You and you are about to witness the unveiling of the latest in tennis
technology, my brand -new Ulysses 3.
Love that sound.
What do you think? What do you think, huh?
Oh, I think it's beautiful.
Yeah, yeah. And it gives you 10 % more power than a Ulysses 2.
It cost me a bundle, but I think it's worth it because I can't wait to see the
look on Fred's face when he sees it.
Why did you let that creep get to you?
Because, Angela, the operative word is creep. He's a creep. I mean, he's
materialistic. He's pushy and not for nothing.
But ever since his divorce, he's been ogling every skirt in this neighborhood,
especially yours.
Johnny. I have absolutely no interest in Fred, but you just go right on being
jealous.
Oh, oh, oh, oh, hey, hey, hey, oh, Angela.
I'm not jealous, Angela. It's just that, you know, the way he rides by in that
Italian racing bike with them tight spandex pants blatantly upshifting when
sees you, it just gets my goat.
Ah, forget that guy. He's all pedal and no push.
Hey, ready to hit the court?
Sport? Hiya, Fred. What are you doing here?
Well, I figured we'd carpool to the tourney where the man predicts sprinkles
I don't want to water spot the old beamer. Oh, yeah, yeah. You wouldn't
that 750 shrinking to a 325.
325.
Well, middle class has to drive something.
Oh, Monag, you're a feast for the eyes.
Fred.
Don't even bother reading the menu.
Angela, you look really hot.
Thank you, Fred.
Oh, new racket, huh? That's right, Fred. A brand new Ulysses 3.
Check this out.
Ulysses 4?
It won't even be available in the States until next year. My accountant got it
for me in Japan.
H &R Block sent me a calendar.
I'll get my keys.
I saw you playing doubles at the club.
You did?
Well, I'm not very good.
Yeah, I know.
Yeah, I noticed your grip was wrong. Let me give you a few tips. Now, see,
here's what you do. Come on.
Now, you hold the racket like you're shaking hands. Good. Now, keep your eye
the ball. Very good. Now, stroke.
Stroke.
No, Fred.
No stroke. Bad neighbor.
Bad, bad, bad neighbor, Fred.
Just showing her my technique. Yeah, yeah, I saw, I saw. Come on, man. Let's
play tennis, huh, Fred?
I am going to murder this guy.
Oh, who won the tournament?
I killed him.
That's what I'm talking about.
You don't understand.
I really killed him.
Hey, way to knock him dead, Tony.
Hey, yo, Angela, Dad killed Fred. No, no, no, you don't understand.
He's dead.
Fred is dead. He died on the tennis court.
Oh, no.
Hi, hi, tennis guy.
So you murdered him, huh?
Angela, this is not the time.
Why not?
Because he's dead.
Fred is dead?
That's what I said.
It was in the second game of the third set. I served and Fred went to return
And he just dropped.
You know, I yelled for a doctor and eight or nine guys ran over from the
green, but... It was too late.
Oh, Tony.
I said it was his heart. I feel terrible.
I can't believe he's gone.
This is crazy. I mean, he was one of the best tennis players at the club, and
now he's gone.
Well, that's life.
I mean, one day you're top seed, the next you're landfill.
Tony. Angela, I think I really did Phil Brett.
What do you mean?
But when I saw him make that pass at you, I got mad. I got real mad.
So I gave him my killer serve, and then my killer return, and then my killer
lob, and he killed him.
I'm pure evil. No, you are not. Yes, yes, I am, Angela. Don't you see?
This was a crime of passion.
I killed for a woman.
Oh, Tony, that is so sweet.
That is not sweet, Angela. A man dies.
Of course, sweet is wrong. Oh, I am a terrible person. No, you're not. Tony,
you've got to stop blaming yourself.
Don't you understand that this decision was made by a higher order?
You are not an evil person.
Oh, I won't be so sure, Angela. That's the thing about evil. It hides behind a
quick wit and a charming smile.
Tony, maybe what we should do is just put the trophy away. It's just a
reminder of the tragedy.
Okay.
All right, all right. Maybe you're right, Angel, but... You know, I can't
it. I still see that look on Fred's face.
That's the look.
Tony, what's wrong?
Who's at the door?
You see him, too?
I think I should explain. I'm Ed Hartwell. I'm Fred's brother.
Holy mother of... Brother.
You must be twins.
Where did I, Angela?
I hope I didn't startle you. Oh, no, not at all. No problem.
Come in, come in.
Hey, I'm Tony Massoli. I'm so sorry about your brother. Well, thank you. We
never really prepared for something like this. Yes, and I'm Angela Bauer. I'm
very sorry, too.
Oh, man.
Oh, you and Fred really did look alike, didn't you? I mean, it's incredible.
It's uncanny. It's like he's standing right here looking right at me.
Right into the very depths of my soul, saying, why, why?
Fred's sudden death was very difficult for Tony. Oh, well, for me too,
especially since I haven't spoken to Fred for three years.
Not since he had that affair with my wife.
Oh, dear. She claimed she thought it was me, but hey, we're not that identical.
So, you in town long?
Well, just a couple of weeks to get Fred's affairs in order. But the reason
here now is because I heard you were the last person to see Fred alive, and I'd
like to know his last words.
Oh, well, I don't think so.
Well, I thought I might use it for the eulogy.
Well, it had something to do with my racket and where I should store it.
That won't work, Gravesong.
But that was Fred, all right.
God bless you.
Hey, hey, you know, I got something better than last words.
You know, you're...
Your brother won this five times, and maybe you should stay in the family.
Please. Oh, no, no, no, no, thank you. No, no, no. Hartwell never takes a
unless he's won it fair and square.
But, hey, I'll play you for it.
Play? Play tennis?
No, no. Oh, God.
I've given up the game.
But, hey, if there's anything I can do for you, anything, you just ask. Well,
thank you. That's very nice of you to offer. Well, actually, you know, there
one thing. Can you recommend a good health food restaurant? You see, Doc
me to watch my cholesterol.
Doc?
Well, you got to listen to Doc. I mean, Fred didn't listen to Doc. You know what
I mean? Hey, look, let me do something for you. Let me make you a breakfast. I
make a great no fat, no sodium, no egg omelet. Right, Angela?
Is that what that was?
The people are being so nice. Well, thank you.
Oh, by the way, where's the nearest car wash?
I drove down from Maine last night and my car is all icky.
While you're eating, I'll wash your car. No, no, really. You've been through a
lot. It's the least I can do, okay?
Well, much appreciated.
Just watch the water spots. You got it, Fred. I mean, Ed.
Fred. Ed.
Oh,
hi, Tony. Hi, Ed.
How's it going? Oh, terrific.
You know, in two weeks, I have beaten every hot shot at the club. Oh, except
this hot shot. Come on, come on. I'll go easy on you. Oh, no, no. No tenny for
Tony.
But I'm just glad that you're doing okay. Yeah, I'm doing fine. But I'm
your racket isn't.
I broke it.
Well, hey, what's the difference? As long as you broke my racket?
It was supposed to be unbreakable, my beautiful racket.
Ulysses.
The darn thing just went pop.
Pop? It just went pop?
Yeah, well, it must have been when I got mad and I threw it at the wall.
Well, nothing lasts forever. You know, that's what Fred used to say.
Bless him.
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, but bless him, bless him. Oh, come on, let me pay you
this. No, no, no, that's all right, that's all right.
I was thinking about taking up racquetball anyway.
You really are a good sport.
Thanks. By the way, you finished hemming my pants? Yes, yes, here they are.
Cuffs.
Oh, no, not cuffs.
Well, what's wrong with cuffs? Oh, nothing. It's my fault. I should have
something. Fred used to wear cuffs.
I'll lose the cuffs.
Thanks, Tony.
Boy, you know, this is really beginning to feel like family.
I know what you mean.
When's dinner?
I'll start on it after I finish the cuffs.
No problem. I'll just catch some news on the tube.
Something that tied me over.
Running a little low on the crackers.
Tom, I need this ironed.
Through low heat, my spaghetti straps tend to melt.
Yeah, so I heard.
All the power is in the wrist. Now, come on, come on.
It's all right. I'm not really an avid player.
Yeah, that's because you don't know how to play it properly.
But a beautiful woman like you on the court, boo, you're going to dazzle your
opponents. Now, come on, let me see.
And through.
Through.
That's it.
That's it.
You know what this means, don't you, Ed?
Out. Let's go. You're out of here.
Tony, what's wrong, buddy? I'm just teaching her how to play tennis. If
anybody's going to teach her how to play tennis, I'm going to be the one to
teach her how to play tennis. Oh, no, Tony, really. That's all right. You
have to teach me that.
I thought you gave up the game.
Well, I changed my mind. And let me tell you something. I could teach her a few
things about tennis, and I could teach you a few things about tennis. Well, are
you challenging me?
Yes. Yes, I'm challenging you. Tomorrow, court three at two o 'clock. You're on.
And you're dead.
So you see, Father, that's when I realized it was happening again. I'm
again. I mean, not only am I guilty about Fred dying, but now I'm guilty
challenging his brother to a game of tennis. I mean, I want to kill him, too.
Father?
Will your pen and say, Ten Hail Marys, and I will absolve you of your sins.
Perhaps you'd like to see me in my office, honey.
Oh, Grace.
Just like the time I got caught staring at Tracy Robinson's patent leather
shoes.
Sit.
Boy, this place hasn't changed much in 20 years, Father.
Oh, new crucifix.
I really like what you've done with your hair, Father. Very striking, really.
You were always good at stalling, Tony. Oh, thanks, Father, thanks. Hey, hey,
how about that Pope, huh?
Tony, in the confessional, I'm under certain
restrictions. But here we can talk openly.
This woman, Angela, the one you want to kill again for?
What's your relationship with her?
Well, I've been living with her for about five years now, Father.
I see.
Oh, but wait a minute, Father. You don't understand.
I have never touched her.
No wonder you want to kill.
But you see, Father, I do have feelings for her.
You know, enough that I get jealous if another guy makes a pass at her.
That's what got me in this jam in the first place.
I see.
Tony, did you really want Fred to die?
No. Do you wish his brother any harm?
Well, not consciously, Father, but who knows what evil lurks in my heart?
Tony, you're not a killer. What happened on that tennis court wasn't between you
and Fred. It was between Fred and God.
Gee, you know, that's what Angela said.
Smart woman. I wouldn't let her get away.
Is she Catholic?
No. Well, nobody's perfect.
Well, then, Father, why do I feel so guilty?
As a priest, I don't often have occasion to give this advice, but lighten up.
Trust me, you're a good person. You care for others.
Stop analyzing and embrace life again.
Embrace the warmth, the beauty, the elation, and embrace your faith.
That's what he's here for.
Oh, Father, you think he wants me to play tennis with it?
I don't know what he thinks, but for me, I'd play.
I'd play knowing I was not going to kill anyone.
Father, once again, thank you. Thank you, sir. Thank you, Father. I just hope
you stop worrying about killing people.
It's silly to think that you could cause someone to...
Shouldn't Tony be back from the big match by now?
Maybe they're playing to sudden death.
Some
people
joke about death because they're afraid of the unknown, while others joke about
death because they are adolescent and insensitive.
I am so ashamed I could die.
Oh?
How'd the big match with Ed go?
I murdered him.
6 -1 -6 -1.
Oh, I scared you. You should have seen the looks on your two faces.
Tony,
people joke about death.
If they are afraid of the unknown, or else they're insensitive adolescents.
Lighten up. You're starting to sound like Angela.
I got it. I got it.
Oh, Ed.
What are you doing here?
I just came to ask you one thing.
No. No way. No more favors. No more cooking.
No more guilt.
I just want my pants back.
Hey, look, I'm sorry. I only had time to do one call. That's okay, Tony. I'll
have them done when I get back home. Oh, you're leaving? Yeah, in the morning.
My brother's affairs are finally in order.
Look, I want to thank you people for your hospitality because I couldn't have
gotten through these past few weeks without you.
Oh, no. Oh, no, no, no, no, no.
We're not going to fall for that again, Bob.
What do you want from him?
I just want you all to have...
and healthy and long lives.
That's very clever, sir, but we're not that dumb.
We think Tony's done quite enough for you.
You're not kidding, and I think I really took a little advantage.
Tony.
Thank you.
Hey, wait a minute.
Why don't you have dinner with us?
What? You're letting him do it to you again?
No, no, no, I'm not, Mona. No, I'm not.
I think Ed really means what he says.
And besides, Mona, I want to do this. You know, we never had the chance to
Fred's memory.
What do you say?
I'd really like that.
Come on, we'll eat, we'll drink, and we'll pay our respects to Fred.
You know, we'll think about all the wonderful things about Fred we can
Oh, we'll think of something.
Angela, oh, please, Angela, let me show you how to do this. Please, see, look.
Hold the bracket like that, see? And then stroke, stroke,
stroke, stroke.
Good healthkeeper.
Good, good, good healthkeeper.
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