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Somebody's knocking.

Well, that's what people usually do when they want to get in.

Yes, miss?

Hi, is Mr. Klein here?

Who wants him?

His daughter.

His daughter?

Yeah.

Just a minute.

Is it possible for Murray to have a daughter?

Well, don't ask me. I ain't his groinocologist.

He ain't here now, but come on in.

This here is Murray's partner, Mr. Bunker.

Who's this?

His daughter.

Oh, yeah?

What's your name?

My name is Beverly Klein Munoz.

Beverly Klein, what was the end of it?

Munoz. My married name.

Since when has Murray got a married daughter?

The daughter since 1957, married since 1974.

Oh, why has he been keeping it a secret?

Well, if it's a secret, it's his. You better ask him.

You want a cup of coffee?

It's a bother for you.

No, I always put a pot on first thing.

Well, come on over here and sit down there, miss.

It ain't that I got no objections to you being his daughter or nothing like

that, you know.

If we seem to be taking this as a little strange, it's because

it's a little strange.

Is this really on the level?

It's on the level.

Well, maybe it is.

Maybe it is.

Murray's my partner, but I know next to nothing about his past life.

Beverly Klein, uh, huh?

Well, yes.

It's a Spanish name.

Uh, Spanish. Would that be a classier way of saying Puerto Rican?

That's what it is, Puerto Rican.

She married a Puerto Rican.

Bravo!

Shut up, you.

Was your father at your wedding?

No.

Was your mother there?

No.

Anybody from the family?

Not from my family.

What'd you do? Did you have to give your soap away?

Because Uncle Fernando did that.

The Spanish guy?

Yes.

Did he give you away in English?

Of course, that maybe could be an out for you.

Would you like to see something?

Yeah, why?

Your partner.

He has two grandchildren.

Oh, jeez.

Little boy, he's three.

And little girl's one.

Well, you know, this whole thing puts me in mind of an old friend of mine from

the army, a guy by the name of Dave Morse. You remember Dave, don't you? I

remember him well. He's living over on Woodside.

Yeah.

Dave's sister married a Gentile.

And the whole Morse family, remember what they done?

Treated her like she was dead.

That's right.

They even had, well, like a wake.

Set shiver.

Oh, they shivered and moaned and groaned and everything.

For about a week.

They didn't come out of their apartment, they didn't turn on the radio, nothing.

And poor Dave, he was scared to go and see his sister after that.

He was scared of his old man.

And Dave was a big guy, you know, big, strong, buck sergeant with medals and

everything.

Scared of his old man, who was only a little peanut with a big mouth.

Finally fixed the ID machine with a 30 -day guarantee, and I bet it's going to

fall apart on the 31st. Hi, Art.

Morning, miss.

Bevy?

Hello, Daddy.

You look older.

I am.

Six years.

How are you?

Fine.

Fine.

Come on over here.

Laurie, Laurie, come on over here and sit down there, will you?

Huh? You two ain't seen each other for a long time.

Probably got a lot of things to talk about here, so let's hear some talk

it. Let's go on.

Well, Eddie.

What brings you here?

She come to see a fart.

Really? Sightfully, really.

Didn't you hear her say so?

No, I didn't hear that.

Actually, I came on business.

What kind of business?

The house Grandma Halpern left me. It's mine now.

Or it will be when the trustees sign the paper.

Mama signed it.

That leaves you.

That's right.

Come of age.

Where's the house, little girl?

In Westchester.

Oh, yeah.

Is it wiped anything or did the neighborhood go minor robbery?

At least.

You happy?

Very happy.

Rico and I have a very good marriage.

Why don't you tell me your daughter married a Puerto Rican? I wouldn't have

it against you.

You mind?

I don't mind. She ain't my daughter.

It's a deed of conveyance. It has to be signed in front of a notary.

No problem. There's a notary at the bank.

It'll be open in about half an hour.

Oh, no, wait a minute, wait a minute. You don't have to go nowhere. I can

a notary right to you. You know who's a notary? Leave me the holds, wife. I just

seen her going upstairs.

I'll just go and get her, bring her back here. You two have a nice little

reunion there together, you know?

Go ahead, go ahead.

You know, I didn't want not to come around after your mother and I broke up.

We...

You

don't have to explain anything. It's okay.

Well, I spent checks for a while.

For you.

And... Your mother kept sending them back.

You know, I wanted to see you.

I didn't want to see your mother.

And I certainly didn't want to see her mother.

Dad,

it doesn't matter anymore.

But, Dad, Dad, look.

You don't understand what it was like to walk into that house.

You know, I was made to feel like an intruder, like the enemy.

And these people acted like your mother didn't know what she was doing when we

were married.

Like I married her while she was unconscious and then woke her up.

You don't know.

And they're rich, you see. They're rich and they never let you forget it. Never.

I was never welcome in that family.

Never.

It was time.

I wouldn't understand.

I'm afraid not.

My husband is not welcome with that family.

And neither am I.

Fearfully, that's another whole thing. I am talking about me. I have to face

these people as an outsider.

You didn't have to face them at my wedding.

And you didn't have to face them when my children were born because they weren't

there.

And you knew they weren't going to be there.

You didn't want to be there either.

And you and Mama may be worlds apart, but when it comes to a Jewish girl

marrying a boy, God forbid.

That was her answer, and that's yours, too.

Here we are, here we are.

Come right in, Mrs. Levy. There's your customer right over there.

There, see?

Told you I'd bring you a notary there.

Ain't she pretty?

The doctor says she's got two of them in there.

What's the paper you want notarized?

Right here, and I'm really sorry we should have come to you.

That's okay.

The doctor says I should keep moving around like normal.

It's for Mr. Murray Klein to sign.

That's you, right?

Yeah, that's him over there, Murray.

Murray, Murray, Murray.

Get over here and sign the paper.

Traminating trusteeship. Yeah, the kids get in the house. They're nice.

Sign where indicated.

Plus your address.

Hey, Mrs. Levy. How you feeling?

You're a man. You wouldn't understand.

Why wouldn't he understand?

I'd understand, too. We're both family men. Tell us.

Okay, family men, I feel like killing Levy.

God, that ain't very nice.

I told you you wouldn't understand.

I mean to say, you know, it ain't all Levy's fault.

Takes two to tango, you know.

Yeah, I know.

And if I kept him dancing, I'd still be wearing a size six.

for a signature?

You got it.

What do I owe you?

It's on the house. Oh, hey, that's very nice, Mrs. Levy. Thank you very much.

Bye. Yeah, nice to see you. Say hello.

Well, why did your old man run out like that?

I don't know.

It doesn't matter.

Didn't you show him these pictures I had in my pocket?

I mean, not that they look a hell of a lot like him.

They don't look much like you either, to tell you the truth. I guess when a

Puerto Rican gets into a family, the family never looks the same again.

But they're very beautiful children.

Oh, geez. Hey, hey, hey. Hey, little girl.

See, they don't do that.

Oh, come on. Don't feel bad.

Hey, your daddy was really very glad to see you, you know.

That's just his way going out there, see.

And I'll take care of that.

Don't worry. I'll fix everything, huh, Harry?

Harry?

I'm sure you will, Arch.

You'll fix everything.

Don't call me a punk or a peacemaker for nothing.

I'll fix everything.

You've got to help me with this, Mr. Vandana, you know? Of course, Murray

listen to you.

Why me?

Because you're such an intelligent man, you know? He's got respect for you. And

he won't get nasty with you. You because you're blind.

Arch, you mean well, but you may not be thanked for interfering.

I had to bring that little girl back here. She wanted to come back, too.

Are you turning into a do -gooder, Arch?

Oh, God, I hope not, Mr. Bender.

I was thinking about other people makes me very tired, and I got my wife to do

it.

Could you put a head on my beer, please, Mr. Bunker?

Oh, yeah, certainly, young man.

You know, it is getting late.

Yeah, I know, I know. But that's all right, huh? Give him another five or ten

minutes. He'll be back.

Hey, Arch.

Come here, will you?

I happen to see you whispering to Mr. Van Rensselaer.

What about it?

About my broker, E .F. Hutton. I didn't want the customers breaking their next

training.

I served a little sandwich in the office and a glass of wine.

Who was in the office?

Alice Faye. I got a late date.

Wait. Why ain't he back yet?

Why ain't who back?

Harry Houdini.

Houdini? Ha!

He's been dead for 50 years.

He promised to return.

Here he is now.

Houdini?

Where the hell have you been all day? I've been out.

Where are you going now?

I'm going in there to write out some checks, which I should have done this

morning. Not yet. Not yet. Wait a minute. Sit down. I want to talk to you.

I'm in no mood. I want to talk to you. Sit down.

What is it?

You shouldn't treat your little girl like this.

You are butting into my personal business again.

Hold it. Hold it. Hold it. If you leave this table, I'm going to... I'll do

something terrible.

Like what?

Every day next week, I'll invite your mother in here for lunch.

Okay.

Okay.

Now, let's begin by making a perfectly fair statement.

Okay.

You've been a louse from the start.

When I think of you handling a situation like this, my blood could turn cold.

Oh, yeah?

Well, you happen to be talking to a guy who's raising a little Jewish girl.

And I put her into their Sunday school. And I had to become a dues -paying

member of the temple to do it.

Lord, give me patience.

The Lord is going to give you one of them old -time Hebrew lightning blintzes

right out of the book.

Hey, excuse me, but people can hear you guys.

Uh, mind your own business, everybody, huh?

All right.

Now, I'm going to talk to you straight.

You've got a daughter. Now, supposing she married somebody that you... that

couldn't approve of.

She did.

I mean, someone outside your religion.

He's outside of everybody's religion. He's an atheist.

I mean, supposing he was a Catholic.

I would have killed myself, but I would have lived with it.

You, uh... You mind if I interrupt?

Oh, no, no, no, no, Mr. Vannar. You come right over. Sit down, huh? No, no, no,

thanks, Sarge. I'll just be a minute.

Murray, as you know, I, uh...

I hear quite a lot.

I can imagine.

Do I, uh... Do I have permission to comment?

Yes, certainly. You certainly do, Mr. Van Rensselaer.

People shouldn't give themselves pain and throw away love because of different

beliefs.

Maybe everybody's right, maybe nobody's right.

There'll be a judgment on that someday, don't you think?

I don't know.

If there's no judgment in the end, then maybe there's nothing worth judging.

If that's so, why bother to judge anything now?

Well, good night, fellas.

The very words I would have said if Mr. Banner hadn't popped over.

Hold it. I got something to show you.

What do you think of them two?

Your grandchildren.

Geez, that got him.

I want you to know something.

My coming here wasn't just because of the legal papers.

I mean, I could have had someone else bring them to you and Mama.

I miss you both.

And every now and then...

I'm going to want to see you.

Oh, my baby.

You run a bodega?

You mean I'm standing here talking to a pimp?

No, no.

Bodega. The Spanish food store.

You're thinking of Bordello.

Oh, well, she's thankful for that.

I... Talk to your friend, huh, lady?

He means groceries, not girls.

He just don't hardly speak no good English, that's all.

What do you like?

I own the place with my father.

Where is it?

Upper East Side. You know, it's about his Harlem.

Oh, jeez.

Well, I'm glad you drove back here with your little wife. I'd hate to think of

her going home alone up there.

Oh, she never has any trouble.

She drives her own car.

And besides, she can swear in Spanish.

I wouldn't feel safe up there if I drove a Tiger tank and could swear in German.

Excuse me.

Ah, Murray, you know who this is?

This must be the father of my two beautiful grandchildren.

Rico? Mr. Pline.

We have to go now.

His mother's babysitting.

Oh, well.

Come back soon?

Bring the kids?

What are their names?

Miguel and Rebecca.

Good night, dear little girl.

See, that kiss was for all the great work I done here tonight.

You're one of a kind.

Wrong, Murray.

I happen to be in the majority.

And he's good old U .S. of A.