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Oh, Rudy, that was a good one.

Okay, Rudy, it's time for bed now.

Oh, Mom, one more?

Oh, no, it's way past your bedtime. Oh,
Claire, let the child tell one more.

Okay, just one.

What time is it when an elephant sits on
a fence?

I don't know. What time is it? Time to
get a new fence.

Oh, Rudy, you have a gift for telling
jokes.

I know.

Okay.

Okay, baby, that's it. Let's go.

Can I wear the... for Daddy and Grandpa?

No, they may be late.

I'll go wait. Your grandfather is
playing the trombone with his friends

and they may stay at the club a long
time.

Rudy, it's bedtime.

Please, please.

No, no. Please, please. Just one more
for our grandmother. All right, okay,

this is absolutely the last joke of the
evening. Okay. Okay.

Knock, knock. Who's there?

Orange. Orange who?

Aren't you glad this...

Good night, honey.

Can I serve a few?

What's that?

This.

No,

it's a pitiful performance, Dad. Oh,
now, son, you've said it over and over

the way home. Aren't you through?

No, because it was a pitiful
performance.

Is that a way to talk to your father?

Well, I'll tell you what. My father...
No, thank you. My father was not up on

that bandstand.

My father's friends were up on that
bandstand. My father was standing up

looking like somebody shoved a trombone
in his hand. Now, son, you are still not

too big to go over my knee.

Dad, you never put me over your knee.
Well, it's not too late to start.

Hi.

How'd it go?

Great.

I'm telling you, I was excited.

And when Dad was up on that bandstand, I
turned around, some people sitting

around me, and I said, my father's
getting ready to play, so you all better

on to your chairs.

I told the waiters to sit down and make
the man turn the air conditioner off.

How did he do that? How about some T
-clip?

Now, everybody starts to play. You
understand me? And it sounds like the

group.

And I'm sitting

there and I'm going... And I'm going, I
said, that's my father.

And you know who, standing next to Dad,
comes to his solo, and he plays... And

Dad's standing there popping his
fingers, and he's telling him, yeah, go

go ahead, do what you want to do. And
he's... And the people in the club going

crazy. And I said, you wait till my
father comes over.

And he bashed, and the man stopped and
looked at Dad and said, you got it. And

my father stood up, and I told everybody
in the club, I said, this is...

And my father said...

And

then stood back and

acted like he had played the greatest
thing

anybody ever heard, Mom.

And it was just...

That was my solo, and I'd said what I
wanted to say. I've always prided myself

on being brief and coming to the point
with my music.

You... My father is a man who, when it
was his turn to take a solo,

Claire, this man started to play.

The other band members knew it was his
solo. They came down off the bandstand,

got their coach...

to the next state and start another job.

Looked at their watches and said, well,
we'll just casually drive on back.

They walked into the club and just
leisurely came by.

So when you left for the club, you were
excited.

What happened?

Oh, I don't know. Those other guys are
still playing. They're going to road.

They're active.

And I've retired.

Oh. I mean, there's a difference between
cutting on a banana and working on

someone who's alive.

And that band is alive.

Well, what are you going to do with the
tribute?

What tribute?

You know Russell's band.

Well, they're all going to get together
next week and have an old -fashioned jam

session. You know, Mr. Sinclair, Roscoe
Sinclair, before he died, he said he

wanted the fellas to have an old
-fashioned jam session and everybody at

club was talking about it. And I will be
there. Yes, but are you going to play?

Are you going to play?

I will play just fine.

I don't want to discuss it. I want a cup
of tea.

Okay, okay.

All right, Dad, you can have your cup of
tea. I just want you to know that your

grandchildren will be there.

Oh, Claire, I don't think they'd be
interested. No, no, no. The

would be interested in seeing their
grandfather play.

Yeah, but a nightclub is no place for
children. Dad, you started taking me to

your jobs when I was 10 years old. And
look how you turned out.

Grandpa! Yeah, Rudy.

Rudy, you're supposed to be in bed.

I want somebody to tuck me in. That's
the granddad's job.

Okay, I'll have some hot tea waiting for
you when you come down. That would be

nice. Come on, Rudy, I'll tell you a
story.

You don't have to. I know some jokes.

You do? Well, I want to hear more.

He'll be up there a long time.

I don't know what to do with that man.

Oh, come on, Anna. He was a professional
musician for 40 years.

I mean, maybe he just doesn't want to
play anymore.

No, that's not it.

Heathcliff, you were there.

Now, how did it look to you?

It looked to me like my father was on
the bandstand with a bunch of fellas who

play all the time, and he has been
retired, and he lost his confidence.

And I think you ought to talk to him.

He won't live.

Why won't he? Because he's a huxtable
man.

Oh, you mean stubborn.

You know it. Well, I'm not stubborn. And
they never admit it.

If I was stubborn, I mean, I would admit
it.

I have tried to get Russell to practice,
but he just won't do it.

Tell me I'm stubborn.

You mean he won't even pick the horn up?

Oh, he picks it up and plays one piece.

And it is the saddest, slowest thing you
have ever heard.

It is depressing.

Well, Mom, why don't you say something
to him about it?

Oh, she can't do that. Why not?

Because he's a huckstool man.

Oh, what?

Well, the direct approach isn't going to
get you anywhere. What you have to do

is sneak up on Russell. You have to
flatter him and make him feel good, and

he'll listen.

No, no, no, no, no. That is not going to
work on a hospital band because we

would recognize that right away.

Well, Cliff, I would never try something
like that on you. I mean, you're too

sensitive and perceptive.

Thank you.

Come down here, please. I'm practicing.

It'll only take a minute.

Okay.

Am I practicing too loud?

No, no, no, that's not the problem.
Well, what's the problem? It's there.

Well, what's the problem, baby?

Russell, did you hear yourself up there?
Well, of course I did. Here's how you

were playing.

And Monday night, that band's going to
be playing.

You remember that riff? Of course I do.
I used to sit in the club and watch a

man play that with fire and bash. Yes,
but how do you see... I don't want to

hear it. I'm not going to let you go to
that club Monday night so Spencer

Cunningham can outblow you on a tennis
ax.

He can't outblow me.

His wife always said that he could play
you under the table. And I'm not going

to sit with that woman all night and
listen to her say, darling, nobody can

like my Spencer.

She won't be sitting at the table.
She'll probably be on the stage singing.

Right. Off key and wiggling her hips.

She wouldn't even be up there if her
husband wasn't in the band.

Anna, do you want to sing?

No, I don't want to sing.

But I want you to play so Roscoe can
hear.

Not loud.

Because you can play loud, but good.

How do you think Roscoe would feel if he
looked down from heaven and heard...

No,

I want you to play like this.

All right, I know.

You think you can do that?

I don't think I have a choice.

You don't really.

Bye. Bye.

when he wanted to get me up there.

Looking good.

Not every day we hear your dad play
jazz. What are you doing?

I'm looking through this old...

photo album to see if I can find some
pictures of Dad with his original band.

Get all this stuff clear?

Uh -huh.

Do you remember?

No, no, we're not gonna play Do You
Remember?

Why not?

Because every time you start with me
with Do You Remember about our wedding,

then if I can't remember, then you put
me in a headlock.

I wouldn't do that to you.

Do you remember what time we were
married? Now, see, there you go.

Well, do you remember?

One o 'clock.

Three, three, three o 'clock. Three o
'clock in the afternoon. I was just

joking, that's all.

Do you remember my wedding dress?

Your wedding dress was white charmeuse
with a high -laced collar.

You had pearl applique, cut six inches
below.

Of course you do. Now, let me ask you a
question, dear. Yes.

What color tie did I have on?

You had on a red tie.

Wrong.

Okay, it was burgundy.

Wrong again.

The most important time in our lives,
and you cannot remember a simple thing

like the color of a person's tie.

The tie was blue.

Wrong again.

It was gray.

The tie was gray. It was not gray.
Here's a picture of it. Look at this.

tie. Gray.

Click that. It's a black and white
picture. You can't tell anything from

It doesn't make any difference. It was
gray.

You can see that in the... Well,
everything in that picture looks gray.

wedding dress looks gray. Let's look at
our wedding album that's in color. No,

you don't have to look at it in color.
No, you don't tell me.

Ah -ha!

What? The tie was red.

Let me see. No, I don't want you to see.
I want to ask you a question. What did

I do not see?

I want to know about your shoes. Were
your shoes patent leather or regular?

Oh, you mean the ones I was wearing,
right? Oh, yeah.

They were leather.

Tell me about your flower.

The flower was in my lapel.

Ah, okay.

What kind of flower were you wearing?

I think it was daffodil.

What did you forget this time? The most
important day of his life, his wedding

day. He can't even remember what he was
wearing. No, no.

Look, son, do me a favor. When you get
married, burn everything.

Come on, listen.

No, I'm not listening to another joke.

One more?

No. Just one more, please.

All right, let's hear it.

Knock, knock. Does it have to be a
knock, knock joke?

Yes.

I say next time Sandra's home, we lock
her up in a room with Rudy.

I want you guys to take a look at this
and see if you recognize anybody.

What? What?

Look at that.

Grandpa. Uh -huh. He looks so young.

He doesn't have gray hair. His hair
didn't turn gray until he had

Is Grandpa going to sing tonight?

No, Rudy, Grandpa just plays.

You see, Rudy, this is old people's
music before they had words.

This was when...

no picture and cars are made of iron.

This is a very important part of our
history and that's why we're going to

it. Is it going to be fun?

Well, it'll be interesting. Sort of like
going to a museum.

These are not dinosaurs.

These are musicians and they're going to
be...

Whoa! Get down, Dad!

Hey.

You look truly beautiful tonight.

I believe Granddad may have some money
for these children. No, no, no, you're

not giving them any money tonight. Now,
come over here. I want to show you some

little inspiration here.

Now, who is that?

Look. That is a handsome group. You
better believe it. Grandpa, are you

play? I think so. Your grandmother's
been giving me some musical direction.

Tonight, Spencer Cunningham is going to
retire his tenor sax, and Mrs. Spencer

Cunningham is going to retire her hip.
Okay.

All right, let's go to the gig.

I am really looking forward to hearing
you play tonight, Dad. I'm looking

forward to it myself.

Yes, and I'm looking forward to hearing
you play.

You remember the first time I heard you
play?

No. No, Dad, you better remember, or
else she'll put you in the headlock.

Wherever he is, I'm sure he's smiling
because we have here tonight all the

original members of the Jazz Caravan.

And the final member has just arrived,
Clyde Huxtable.

Before we start playing, I'd like you
all to take a good look, because

here is about a thousand years of jazz.

Let's go.

Get ready. Ladies and gentlemen, the
Jazz Caravan.

Normally we let the slide warm up, but
however, there is no time, because

and I are getting old.

Let's go!

Quite an evening, wasn't it?

Yes, it was. It was.

Russell hasn't lost his touch.

Spencer hasn't either.

Spencer's lost his endurance.

He's a dream lad.

And so is Russell.

let me do

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