Original subtitles

Good morning, Mr. Brooke.

Good morning, Lawrence.

Smiles, everyone.

Smiles.

Oh, dear.

We're not to endure a weekend return to the mythical Old West, are we? No,

Lawrence, no. Mr. Billy Joe Prine of Baywood, Louisiana, is anything but

mythical. He's a genuine country -western singing star with four

the top ten of the world. Not including Beethoven, Sibelius, and Stravinsky, I'm

sure. But be that as it may.

What's his fantasy? Mr. Pryne left his home ten years ago, determined not to

return until he had achieved the success he now has.

However... It's your however that always intrigues me, sir.

However, he can find no trace of his family or the girl he left behind.

His fantasy is for me to find them all and bring them here for a surprise

reunion.

Oh, I think I know that, ladies, sir. Well, I'm not surprised, Lawrence.

Considering the amount of publicity she generates wherever she goes, that's Miss

Brianne Spencer.

Of course, the famous fashion designer.

Yes. And the gentleman, that's Mr. Spencer. Careful, Lawrence, careful.

That is her husband, but he's rather sensitive about being referred to as Mr.

Spencer. He is Mr. Fred Nelson, master of ceremonies for the fashion shows.

They are here for a dual fantasy.

Her fantasy is for her husband to be as successful in the entertainment business

as she is in the world of fashion. And his fantasy?

Merely to recapture the love they shared when they were first married.

Obviously a relationship in deep trouble.

I'm afraid it is, Lawrence.

I'm afraid it is.

My dear guests, I am Mr. Rourke, your host.

Welcome to Fantasy Island.

I'd given up hope, Mr. Rourke. You see, Dad sold the farm and nobody knew where

he and my kid brother Junior had gone.

You didn't know your mother had died, Mr. Prine? Well, I wasn't one for

in touch. And I'm ashamed to say I didn't know until I saw her grave, Lord

her soul.

But surely you phoned now and then, didn't you?

Well, look, Dad wanted me to stay on the farm.

And of course, after the dressing down he gave me when I told him I was

well, it got to be a matter of pride, you understand.

So now, in a sense, you're going home on your own terms. In triumph, is that it?

Maybe a little bit of that.

But it's a lot more, too.

You see, they're family.

And I love them.

And I really have missed Dad, Junior.

And Miss Katie McCallum?

She was something special.

Said she'd love me always.

And I was going to send for her, but... But the months and then years went by

and the success you wanted still eluded you.

So, as you said, it got to be a matter of pride, huh?

Yeah, that's about it.

Doesn't make me a hero, though, does it?

Katie is here, isn't she?

You did find her.

Oh, yes, Mr. Bryan.

I found all three of them, and they're here on Fantasy Island.

However, as you instructed, they know nothing about your involvement in this.

They all believe they are here as winners of some random selection

contest.

However...

You must remember, Mr. Prine, that ten years is a long time.

Life does go on, you know.

I'm counting on that.

Nobody can stay mad that long.

Not even at me.

Oh, come in, Mr. Roar.

Lots of glitter and flair.

That's what the ladies will be wearing next.

Charming. I predict an even more dazzling future for Spencer Fashions.

Ah, yes, Spencer.

That's my wife's maiden name, you know.

My name's Nelson.

You're not going to the rehearsal south, are you?

I was drinking plain tomato juice, but of course, if you insist... Won't you

down, Mr. Rourke?

Oh, thank you.

Well...

You've both come a long way in a relatively short time, haven't you?

From two starry -eyed newlyweds to owners of one of the most successful

houses in the world.

Thank you.

We've both worked very hard to make the business into what it's become.

Actually, we were starving on the money I brought in working flea bag clubs.

And then the owner of a boutique asked Breon where she got the dress she was

wearing. I made it with my own two little hands, she said. That's not very

funny, Fred.

And then the kind man took pity on the poor waif and ordered a dozen of them.

And that, dear friends, is how I eventually became known as Mr.

Spencer.

Ah, late for rehearsal.

It's been fun.

You see, Mr. Rourke?

You see, he resents my anger at him for not building something for himself.

And the reason that I started this business was to earn enough money so

Fred would be free to build a career in show business.

I seem to remember him trying very hard to do just that.

In the beginning, yes.

But then the design started to sell and the big money came rolling in. And he

gave it all up to emcee my shows exclusively.

And you're hurt because you believe your husband has been living off...

Your success.

Is that it?

Well, I want him to be his own man.

If that's truly what you want, then you'll have to fight for it. Just as

you fought to build your business. Perhaps harder.

But it's worth it, Mrs. Nelson.

What are you doing here?

I came to visit, Dad.

You gonna ask me in?

How about this place?

You like it?

You haven't answered my question.

I came to see you, Junior, and Katie.

All this is your doing.

You paying for it? It was the only way, Dad.

I've been trying to find you for over a year, and you didn't leave much of a

trail.

I didn't mean to.

What do you want from us, Billy Joe?

I don't want anything, Dad, except to be with you a couple of days, make us

family again.

And I've got money now.

You want your farm back?

I'll buy it for you. And your mother?

You're going to buy her back from the grave?

Well, I was wrong to stay away, Dad, and I'm sorry.

You always were your mother's favorite, Billy Joe. Me and Junior, we took a back

seat in her heart.

She never got over you leaving. You never even come back to see her.

I scratched in the dirt for over eight years, Dad.

I couldn't let any of you see me that way.

And I sent money when I could.

Yeah, you sent money. Maybe one day I'll tell you all about that.

All right, maybe asking forgiveness might be a little bit too much.

But I'll take whatever I can get.

We'll make a try at it.

Well, that's good enough for me, Dad.

Go find Katie and Junior. They're out here somewhere.

Hey, Dad.

It's good to see you again.

All right.

That's it. Nice and easy. Here we go. Come on. Whoa. Slow it down.

Easy on the tempo.

This isn't the Indy 500. Here we go now.

Nice and easy on the tempo. No, no, no. Hold it, everybody.

Flash is what we want. Look, dazzling the buyer is much more important than

slowing this thing down so they can see every stitch.

Tempo, tempo.

Ladies and gentlemen, starring in Spencer Fashion's Evening of Seduction,

Marguerite.

Move it, move it.

Cleo.

And the incomparable Loretta.

You see, kiddo, that's what the buyers go for, glitz and energy. All right,

everybody, hold it, hold it. Let's all assemble right here and talk this thing

out, shall we?

Zip.

I beg your pardon?

Zip me.

With some trepidation.

I don't know what it is, sir.

I seem to attract women in distress.

Yes, Loris. Well, you've got it. You've got it.

Do we want it so up -tempo, Fred?

I was moving him slower until Mr. Spencer here gave me a day at the races.

Mr. Spencer gag is wearing a little thin with me, Dave. I figure one more time

ought to do it.

Everybody's so sensitive.

Come on, Dave.

Come on, we've got to talk about tonight's cocktail party for the buyers.

Hey, wait a minute.

Darling, I thought this afternoon was just going to be for you and me.

Oh, darling, it'll only be a half an hour.

I promise, half an hour.

Hour at the most.

There a woman in your life, Billy Joe? None that look like these, Dad.

Hey, Paul.

Hey, you better get your swimming trucks on. They don't allow no long john

swimming here at this place.

Billy Joe.

What the hell are you doing here?

No, no, no. This whole vacation's his doing.

Sort of a family reunion.

And we don't need anything you're selling, Billy Joe.

So why don't you just leave us the hell alone?

I ran off once, all right?

But I'm not running anymore.

Not from you, not from anybody.

Now, you boys get your backs down and put a stopper on your... Pride.

When you're both acting, don't become your mother's memory. Katie!

Katie, you've done nothing but get prettier and prettier.

You haven't grown any warts yourself.

I was afraid by now you'd be married and have six kids.

She doesn't have any kids, Billy Joe.

Took the ring off to go swimming.

She's married, sure enough.

To who?

Me.

Not so many years ago, we were here oohing and aahing about how perfect our

marriage was going to be. You never once looked at your what.

I'm sorry, Fred.

I was just thinking about all the things we have to do to get ready for the

buyer's reception.

Things you have to do.

All I do is tag along and marvel at how big and important my wife has become.

Oh, Freddy.

Freddy, I tore myself away so we could have a few moments alone.

I am a businesswoman.

But I try also to be your wife.

I love you, Breon.

And I love you.

I've been a big disappointment to you, haven't I?

It's just that I think you can do so much more.

Maybe that's all there is.

Well, I guess it's time I raised the white flag.

Give in.

Surrender.

What do you mean by that?

I mean I love you enough to take another shot at making it on my own.

If that's going to do it, then that's it.

Do you really mean it?

When you kiss me goodbye, that plain dark this afternoon, then I'll show you

much I mean it.

This afternoon?

Mm -hmm.

Oh, but Fred, what about the fashion show?

What about it?

Dave can speak English.

Which is all the talent it takes to emcee the show.

Right?

But all those prep interviews.

You're so much better at it than he is.

Especially with the really important show coming up in New York and Paris.

you wait till after that?

Paris is next spring.

You want me to wait until then?

I really do have to go. Let's discuss this later.

Oh, wait a minute.

All that jazz about wanting me to be my own man.

For me to make it on my own, stop being your stooge.

What about all that?

It's just that you've got lousy timing, Fred.

Well, let's get right down to it.

I've already got the name you want me to have myself, haven't I?

Mr. Spencer.

That's not so.

Don't sweat it, baby.

I'm not going to walk out on a good thing.

I know which side my bread's buttered on.

I can't stay long.

Katie, what are you doing here?

I'm not sure. Maybe it's because there's so many unanswered questions between

us, Billy Joe.

Well, it's a little late for answers now, isn't it?

Is it?

Katie, you're married to my brother. And whose fault is that?

He kept after me until I finally just said yes.

What difference did it make?

Katie, I'm sorry.

You were supposed to come back and get me, Billy Joe, remember?

I only waited five years.

I couldn't come back a nobody, but I don't expect you to understand.

Well, good, because I don't.

You being a big star had nothing to do with us.

It wasn't you. It was me. I had to prove to myself that I was something more

than a redneck farmer singing in some honky -tonk on the weekends.

And I wanted to see you again.

I hoped you were happy, and I still do.

You hope your brother is a better lover than you were? Is that what you mean?

Well, I've got a flash for you.

Because he's not.

Katie, please.

You're the only man I ever loved.

And, Katie, you're the only woman I ever loved.

I've got to get back, Billy Joe.

You know that song that you were playing when I first came in?

Will you sing it for me?

Sure.

When I'm tired and cold And I just don't know Who to see down here

To keep me warm until my troubles too.

Well, I've been wandering around in this lonely town and I just can't see what's

to keep me here.

It's empty without you.

I'm going home, yes I am.

I'm going home, yes I'm going home

Wish I could go to stay this time

I'm going home, yes I'm

going home

Makes me lose my mind I'm going

home Yes, I'm going home Wish

I could go to stay this time

Mr. Rourke, I think I owe you an apology.

Oh, why?

For being a hypocrite.

For pretending to myself that I wanted Fred to have some guts and to become a

success.

You no longer want that?

Funny. I wanted it very much.

And I wanted it right up to the very moment when Fred said he was finally

to take a chance on breaking in a new act.

And you know what?

The thought of waking up every morning and not finding him there beside me

scared the hell out of me.

What do you really want, Mrs. Nelson?

I want to keep my marriage from being torn apart.

You see, I love Fred very much, and I don't want to lose him.

Having him at your beck and call has been a very comfortable situation for

hasn't it?

On the other hand, if you, at this particular moment, try to hold on too

tightly, you might lose him in an entirely different way.

Okay.

Not quite A flat.

If you know what I mean.

Will you excuse me?

How about that?

Terrific, Fred.

I love a musician.

I am?

How about those guys whose wives give you those big -fame modeling jars?

Love a guy like that?

Come on.

Everyone helps a little bit, right?

And you're cuter than most guys I've met.

So that's what I am, huh?

Look cute? That's fine.

Fred, what's bothering you?

Guys who live off rich women.

Then let's not talk about that now.

Marlies, come on, come on.

Mix with the paying customers, will you? You're not on vacation.

Come on.

I'll see you around.

I want you around right now.

Come on, friend.

You know the drill?

Got to keep the buyers in a happy frame of mind for tomorrow night, right?

Right, Marlies.

Bug off, Dave.

Now, Mr. Spencer's giving the orders. Ah, wait a minute. Now, from now on,

now on, everybody, anybody can call me Mr. Spencer.

Anybody.

But you.

Fred, leave him alone. He's crazy. My name is Mr. Spencer.

Mr. Spencer.

Thanks for coming, Billy Joe.

Sit down.

I found this after your mother died.

It's all tucked away in a closet.

What is it, Dad?

This is your mother's scrapbook.

The front part is pictures, family, mostly you, clippings of

your singing jobs.

But it's the last pages that... I want you to see.

You remember you mentioned money.

I told you that I'd tell you about it one day.

Oh, yes, I remember.

Well, it just so happens that this is the day.

I want you to take a good look.

That is the money that you sent your mother, Billy Joel.

Every last dollar of it.

I guess it takes the place of the birthday cards, the letters, the other

you never sent to her.

But why didn't you spend it when you needed it? Because we're not for sale.

My God.

The night I found this, I could have killed you with my bare hands.

But I... I got over that.

I'm sorry, Dad.

Well, the way things have turned out, that's not going to be enough.

But being sorry, it won't change anything unless... Unless what?

Unless you change being sorry into doing what's the right thing now.

What are you saying, Dan?

I am saying don't you see Katie again, Billy Joe.

And don't you do grief to any of us, especially yourself.

And if you can, you make peace with your brother.

I used to put on these little variety shows.

Good evening, ladies and germs.

Stole everything from Uncle Melty. It was awful.

Only one who ever laughed was Brienne.

She was there on a scholarship.

Brainy Brienne.

You know, that's very good.

Terrific. After we were married in New York, she sewed dresses.

I worked up this comedy juggling act, only...

Nobody was buying funny jugglers in those days.

And nobody's buying them these days either.

Nope. Well, we're out.

That's it.

Waiter!

No, Fred, Fred.

All the waiters have gone home. To bed.

Speaking of bed, wasn't the whole idea of this evening to make it a night to

remember?

Got an idea.

Let's go to your place.

Now, I've said yes to that several times.

Starting six hours ago.

All right, if you don't want to do that, let's go to the beach.

Get in the surf, cool off.

Believe me, Freddy, I'm as cool as I've ever been.

Now, wait a minute. Let me help you up here.

Are you here?

When you didn't come home last night, I thought an accident, maybe.

You know, I, uh... I thought all sorts of terrible things.

But I say I shouldn't have worried. You're... You're being well cared for.

Huh?

Does this mean I'm fired?

You along, Junior?

Don't see no crowd.

Tennessee's our man.

Yeah, I remember the first Saturday night dance.

You took a drink of this stuff.

Made you thicker than a dog.

I didn't admit it, though, did I?

And I did stand up.

Of course, not till you got me home.

I'm leaving tonight, Junior.

It was a mistake bringing y 'all here.

Billy Joe, I remember something else about them Saturday night dances.

The girls?

No.

I remember getting bullied around a little.

You standing up for me, getting punched out. Pretty good for your trouble.

Yeah, me telling Mom that I got these black eyes from playing basketball.

She tried to get the game banned from school for being too rough.

That was our mama.

God rest her soul.

Yeah.

So your mind's made up, then?

About leaving, I mean?

Yeah.

Dad thinks it's best to. No kidding?

Paul, after all these years eating his heart out, fighting that damn family

pride we all got?

praying that one day you walk through that door and then when you finally do,

thinks it's best you leave.

Thanks for telling me, Junior.

It helps.

What did I say?

Are you going to say goodbye to Katie?

No. You say goodbye for me, all right?

Well, now, what's all this about saying goodbye?

Who's leaving?

I am, Katie.

Some business came up I have to tend to. But we've hardly seen you.

Well, I always leave him wanting more. That's showbiz, kid.

At least you owe me a goodbye kiss.

So long, Billy Joe.

So long, Junior.

I'll get away as soon as... I can.

No.

You're bungalow. No.

Take good care of yourself, Billy Joe.

Dazzling new collection of fall dresses created by Brianna Spencer Fashions.

Turquoise, the color of my true love's gown for a night in paradise.

Sunburst pink for an afternoon of romance.

And exotic beads to set his heart aflame while she burns out her husband's bank

account.

Okay, David, I think that'll do it. We got this number down. Okay, people,

get to the second routine after a ten -minute break.

Better get some sleep tonight, sweetheart.

Your love life is showing. Oh, bug off, Captain Nova.

I see Marlene is still here.

Does that mean I still have my job, too?

I had a talk with her.

She's a great little conversation.

She told me nothing happened between the two of you last night.

You believe that?

Yes.

Don't get too cocky. I was tempted.

You started to make a move, Fred, and I rained on your parade because I didn't

want you to leave me.

I don't blame you for being angry.

I was selfish.

And I'm sorry.

That's all right.

No, it isn't.

But it will be.

As soon as you go out there and prove to the whole world what a... talented

performer you can be.

Wait a minute. Is this a change of face here?

I'm setting you free.

If letting you go will prove to you how much I love you, then

let's go for it. Because the most important thing in this whole world is

us.

Do you really mean that?

Bring on.

We need you.

Breon.

Breon.

All right.

I'll... I'll be right back.

Thank you.

Now, come on. If we break up the order, no one is going to notice. Breon is

going to solve it. Now, you just... Breon, would you please look at this

Fred, wait.

Well, it's your fantasy, Mr. Prime.

If you wish to terminate it, I will, of course.

Yeah, I think that's what I want.

I made arrangements, and I have a charter plane coming in tonight to pick

I see. May I ask what changed your mind? Only yesterday you were definitely

headed in, shall we say, another direction?

Well, I guess you could say it was making contact with my dad and brother,

Roar. You see, something inside us touched.

And now there's at least hope that we can build something up between us again.

Something good.

What of Mrs. Brine?

Katie? Katie, yes.

Well, she'll just have to get used to it.

She's a very attractive woman.

Yes, she is.

But as you pointed out, she is my brother's wife.

And whatever there was between us is over and done with.

Don't worry, Mr. Roark.

I'm going to leave it like that.

I'm glad to hear you say so, Mr. Prine.

Things didn't turn out so bad after all, did they?

I understand a lot of things I didn't before.

And enough time will heal any leftover bad feelings.

Well, I sincerely hope everything works out as you think it will.

Thank you, Mr. Roark. Very welcome.

Mr. Nelson, do come in and have a seat, won't you?

I thought you'd be rehearsing for tonight's show.

The situation's gone from bad to worse, Mr. Rook. Indeed.

I was hoping your fantasy to recapture the love you and your wife once knew was

being successful.

My fantasy's not the problem. It's Brienne's. Her wanting you to become a

success in the entertainment business?

Yeah.

Only that's never going to happen.

I've known from the beginning I simply don't have the talent to make it in the

big time.

Are you saying you knowingly deceive... Your wife?

I mean, about your intention of breaking in a new act?

I was hoping she'd see that I'm just as important to the business as she is.

But all she could think about was the business itself.

So now she says, okay, go.

Trying to be noble, but... It's really the business she cares about.

Perhaps this is all just too complicated for you, Mr. Nelson.

Since you and your wife have made a rather good life for yourselves, why not

accept things the way they are?

Try to understand this, Mr.

Rourke.

If I stick around, she'll start thinking, just like David and Marlies

the others, that I'm only there because I'm hanging on to her skirt.

Then, Mr. Nelson, tell your wife you accept her offer, that you are

quitting the show, that you are leaving this afternoon to pursue your new

career. And she will say goodbye and good luck, and I'll never see her again.

who never dares will never know what he might have won. Think about it, Mr.

Nelson.

Think about it.

And if I sent a rose of white For every time that I cried

all night You'd have a room full of

roses And if I took the

petals And I would tear them all apart

I'd be tearing up For roses

Just the way you broke my heart

And if someday you're feeling blue And you

could send a rose, maybe two Don't send me a room

Full of roses I just

want my arms

Around you I

don't mind.

Katie, I'm sorry for what happened. And I wish things could have been different.

But we can't change the past.

Maybe not.

But we can change the future.

But not for you and me.

Don't you remember how it used to be?

The two of us?

Don't you remember, Billy Joe?

Yeah, but that's ancient history now.

And it doesn't matter.

Well, it matters to me.

Damn it, Katie.

Just get out of here and go back to your husband where you belong.

Are you saying... Are you saying...

That it doesn't burn your guts out when you think of Junior and me together like

we used to be. Well, I don't like it either.

Kiss me, Billy Joe.

It's not what you think.

I give you my word.

No more, Mr. Ryan.

No more.

He's got it coming. I give you my word.

It was a setup.

Look at your wife, Mr. Pryor.

Look at her.

Damn you, Mr. Rourke.

I have waited a long time for this moment, and I wanted more.

What are you saying, Katie?

I'm saying that you and Billy Joe owe me a debt, and all I got was a down

payment.

You know, maybe one day I'll read the newspapers that you killed each other.

Then I'll mark things paid in full.

Katie.

But I do.

I hate Billy Joe because he wouldn't have me.

And I hate you even more, Junior, because you would.

I'm sorry.

For all of us.

Cancel that debt, Mrs. Prine.

For your own good.

All it takes is forgiveness.

Maybe one day, Mr. Rourke.

Maybe one day I'll be big enough.

Hey, little brother, how about helping me clean my face?

I think I got punched up again.

Guess I'm going to have to babysit you from now on, huh?

Watch it.

Come on, get it together.

Oh, boy.

Ah, girl, do it right.

Ah, Mr. Nelson, won't you join us?

I'd be delighted.

Ladies and gentlemen, we call this collection... Ladies and

gentlemen, let me tell you, Breon Spencer

has really come up with a bunch of winners in the dresses you're seeing

evening. Real snappy, huh? I thought you'd be gone by now.

Well, I thought I'd stick around for a while and watch old Dave wow him.

He's putting everybody to sleep.

The performance does seem to lack sparkle, don't you think?

Quite bluntly, sir. It lacks the presence of Mr. Nelson.

Well, ladies and gentlemen, that is it for the first half of the show this

evening. We will be back for the second half in just a few minutes.

Thank you. Thank you.

Thank you.

Brianne, this is turning into a disaster.

Well, David, it's not enough just to show them the dresses.

You have to pitch them. You have to sell the buyers.

You're boring them to death.

I am a director, remember?

I tell other people how to move and be charming.

I'm just trying to save the show. Why isn't Fred up there?

Well, because I want...

Because he... I give up.

Up!

It seems to me that disaster is very easy to avoid, Mr. and Mrs. Nelson.

It is simply a matter of understanding each other's value and contribution to

something called Spencer Fashions that couldn't exist without both of you

working together.

He's right, you know We do make a great team

I love you Pardon

Ladies and gentlemen, seduction.

Seduction, lovely lady.

You wear one of these gowns, you won't have to worry about us coming home late

from the office anymore.

All you'll have to worry about is getting around the house.

I don't know one of these if I were you.

Elegance. Excitement.

A black shimmering satin gown topped with a beaded jacket makes this a must

your next gala.

Smooth.

This dress of black sequins and silver beads is our exciting special edition we

call Fantasy.

The lady wears red.

This two -piece dress with the extra skirt makes it versatile to wear it for

evening or cocktail.

Moth that fans the flame, ladies.

This multicolored butterfly will fly into any man's heart.

I'm really good at it.

As a matter of fact, I'd say Mr. Nelson is the best salesman Spencer Fashions

will ever have.

Perfect for disco, this is burgundy silk georgette with silver beads.

That's our collection, ladies and gentlemen.

featuring bees and seagulls this year.

And our lovely mothers, Marguerite, Marlene, Loretta,

Rio, Valerie, Christine.

Thank you, lovely ladies, and thank you, ladies and gentlemen.

Mr. Oort, Lawrence, I want to thank you for all you've done. That show was a

smash. I'm very glad to hear it went so well.

So much so, apparently, that Spencer Fashions has reserved space for another

show next year. Yes, and we'll be like it.

Correction, Lawrence.

The name has been changed to the fashions of Spencer and Nelson.

Thank you. You're very welcome, Mr. Nelson.

Goodbye, Mr. Nelson. Thank you, Mr. Nelson, Lawrence. Goodbye, sir. Goodbye.

Spencer and Nelson.

It has a ring about it, hasn't it, sir? Yes, yes. And as long as they keep in

mind how much each of them is a part of the other, their ring will remain on the

third finger left hand.

Mr. Prine.

Ah, the Prine clan together again.

You know that Mrs. Prine left early this morning.

Well, Katie's already at yesterday's newspaper, Mr. Rourke.

And we've got a lot of fence -mending to do ourselves, especially me.

We'll get it done, son.

Together. It may be down the road a piece, but like Paul said, we'll get her

done.

Splendid. Oh, and don't forget to send me the copy of your new album, you

promise me, Mr. Prine?

You got it.

Thank you.

Thank you. Goodbye, Mr. Prine. Gentlemen.

So long.

I didn't know you were a fan of country -western music, Lawrence.

That's charming.