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♪ Whoa oh oh-h-h ♪
Hey, guys guess what just arrived?
Hey, new bowlin' shirts, huh, Fred?
How'd you know that?
It says right on the box
"King Louie Bowling Shirt Company."
- Let's see, come on. - Okay. Ha ha ha.
- Whoa. - Check it out.
- What do you think? - Whoa, hey.
Crisscross garbage cans!
Well, these are nice.
- These are real cool, man. - Yeah? So what do you think?
We all startin' that new bowling team?
Nah, I don't have time.
Yeah, me neither, but I love this shirt, man.
Well, good. That's 47.50 each.
Yeah, it ain't that nice.
♪ Them that's got shall have ♪
♪ Them that's not shall lose ♪
♪ So the Bible says ♪
♪ And it still is news ♪
♪ Mama may have ♪
♪ Papa may have ♪
♪ But God bless the child ♪
♪ That's got his own ♪
♪ That's got his own ♪ Them that's got shall get ♪
♪ Them that's not shall lose ♪
♪ Them that's got shall get ♪
♪ Them that's not shall lose ♪
♪ Whoa whoa whoa oh oh-h-h ♪
Hey.
Hey!
What's happenin', Mr. Mason? Look, you know...
You wanna be on a bowling team?
No, I'm already on one, Fred. Management.
Really? Hey, you need another bowler?
- I already got a shirt. - Leave me alone, Fred.
Hey, Mr. Mason. What are you doin' down here?
- Did you get lost or somethin'? - Lost?
What?
You know what I like coming here and hanging out with the guys.
Huh? Feel like I'm part of the crew.
- Dust that off... - Yeah.
Well, I hear you, Mr. Mason. We're all part of the same team.
Huh? I mean, we're brothers.
In, uh, you know, the bro-o-oad sense of the word.
That's right, it's nice to know
the international brotherhood of sanitation workers
is not just some cliche.
Yeah, I guess so. Heh.
Roc, you're married, aren't you?
Yeah, I've been happily married for the last seven years.
- Your wife your best friend? - Oh, sure, Eleanor?
The best friend I ever had.
In her eyes, you're probably the greatest thing
that ever walked the Earth, huh?
Well, I don't wanna brag but that's true.
And you're happy?
Hey, hey, hey, Mr. Mason.
Hey, come on, not that happy.
We've got our problems too.
Sorry, Roc.
It's just that, my wife...
...the woman I've been happily married to
for the past 17 years...
...the woman that I love, worship and cherished
more than anything...
Uh, she threw me out of the house.
Aw, man. What happened?
She caught me cheatin'.
- Well, damn, Mr. Mason. - Oh, Roc, it was an accident.
How can cheatin' on your wife be an accident?
Gettin' caught was the accident.
It didn't mean anything to me.
It was just a fling at the Waste Management Expo.
Well, listen, Mr. Mason, I'd like to talk to you
but, uh, I've gotta cover my route.
You would? You would talk to me?
- Well... - Hey, Fred!
- Cover Emerson's route. - I got my own rout to cover.
Hey.
Since you put it that way.
Oh, look, Mr. Mason, why me? I mean...
Wouldn't you rather talk to the department psychologist?
Budget cuts, had to whack him.
Listen, I understand if you don't wanna talk to me--
Oh, thanks, Mr. Mason.
However, I did get Fred to take your route.
Come on, Roc.
Okay.
- Okay. - Alright.
Well, look, Mr. Mason...
...the way I see it...
...you cheated!
You humiliated your wife. Own up to it!
You need to make some changes in your life
instead of wallowing in self-pity!
Maybe I can catch Fred.
What you said, that's true.
I needed to hear that.
You're a straight shooter, Roc.
I like that.
Wanna talk about it tomorrow over lunch?
Well, that sounds great!
Well, since I'm, uh, tellin' it like it is
you might wanna think about changin' your cologne.
Oh, now you're just kissin' up, Roc.
- Well, I'm sorry. - No, no, I like that. Come on.
Oh, you should've seen the guy, Eleanor.
I mean, he was a mess like a human dishrag.
I mean, usually he's tough as nails.
I was so worried about him, I had to invite him for dinner.
Aw, that was sweet of you, Roc.
Oh, it's the least I could do. You know, he took me to lunch.
Really nice place too.
One of those restaurants where you get three forks
and two spoons.
- Wow, what'd you have? - I had a pizza.
Over lunch, he told me about his life and I told him about mine.
Well, all the years, I've only said a few words to this guy
and in one day he thinks I'm his best friend.
Well, you're listenin' to him in his hour of pain.
Roc, more people ought to be like that.
- 'Yeah, yeah.' - Roc.
Why'd his wife put him out anyway?
Oh, he-he cheated on her.
- Oh. - Oh.
I know it was a terrible thing he did, Eleanor.
He knows it too.
Well, I guess everybody's entitled to one mistake.
- Yeah. - Except you, Roc.
I hear you, baby.
Hey, Stan, come on in.
Alright. Yeah.
White man. Figures.
Uh, everybody, uh, this is Stan Mason.
- Stan, this is my family. - Hi, Stan.
- How you doing, Stan? - Eleanor, these are for you.
Oh, Stan, they're beautiful. Thank you.
Sure. Andrew... got you a domino set.
Best you can buy. Anniversary edition.
- Oh, well, thank you, Stan. - Alright.
- You play? - I dabble.
How about a game after dinner?
Uh-h-h, gee, I don't know.
The wife thing, you know, it's still a little shaky.
- Hey, Joey. - Hey, Stan.
- How you doin', man? - Great, great.
- Here, this is for you. - Oh!
Let's see what we got here, man
Aw, man, cash.
Stan, they're beautiful.
Yeah, really, don't mention it.
If it wasn't for your brother
I wouldn't have made it through the day.
That's what I always say.
Listen, Roc, I didn't get you anything.
Lunch cost me a pretty penny.
Hey, well, that's okay. Y'all, let's eat, huh?
Oh, yeah.
- Ah, new cologne, Stan? - Yeah, you like it?
Eh-h-h.
- Stan. - Yeah?
I'm really sorry.
I-if I had known meatloaf was Connie's specialty
I never would've made it.
It's okay.
I thought I could handle it, but... I guess I couldn't.
'I understand.'
It's the little things like meatloaf
sometimes they blindside you.
How could she do this to me?
Well, Stan, you did cheat on her.
Roc, I thought that was our little secret.
Yeah, s-s-sorry it slipped.
Well, look, thanks a lot anyway for dinner. It was great.
Eleanor, thank you.
You know it's really nice to be
around such a warm loving family.
Yeah.
Now I gotta go back to my room at the Y now.
- At the Y? - I mean...
Why don't you stay here and watch TV with us for a while?
Oh, I couldn't. I really couldn't.
Oh, come on.
Well, I do have a... couple of hours still before
I beat the curfew.
I don't wanna wear my welcome though.
Uh, Stan, that's almost impossible to do around here.
Yeah, he should know. He-he.
- Come on, sit down. - Okay.
- Alright, if you guys insist. - Yeah.
Thank you.
Pardon me.
You know over at the, uh...
...at the Y they're probably watching
"American Gladiators" by now.
No cable, huh?
Hey, pop. Hey, Joey.
- Hey, Roc. - Hey, son.
Where's the white shadow?
Oh, boy, don't get me started.
I had to sneak around all day to avoid him.
Mm-hm, sounds like you've got yourself a problem, son.
Oh, well, thank God for one thing, he stopped cryin'.
Damn, Roc, this man's really messin' up your life.
You know, you can't let somebody just walk in
and attach themselves to you
and depend on you for their every need.
That sounds familiar, Joey?
Well, enough about him, huh? Look, we're here.
Let's just the three of us have a beer
and enjoy ourselves like we used to?
Good idea.
- Hey, Roc! - Oh, Lord.
Damn, Roc, what did he do? Pick up your scent?
Hey, I stopped by the locker room.
Uh, Fred said you'd be here. I guess I missed you.
Yeah, I had plans of meeting my father and my brother, uh, Stan.
Oh, that's great, 'cause, you know, I actually
planned on meetin' someone else for dinner tonight.
- I hope you don't mind. - Oh, no, no, no.
- Oh! Have a good time, Stan! - Yeah.
This is good. I like what you're doin'.
This is a positive sign. I think you're gettin' it together.
- You think so, huh? Alright. - Yeah.
Okay, see you tomorrow. Andrew. Joey.
- Have fun, man. - Have a good time.
Oh, I'm the only white guy in here.
Alright, I'm comin'. Alright.
Oh, Lord.
Roc, I knew it was too soon.
I knew I should've spent the evening with you.
What are you talking about? What happened?
Oh, it was awful.
All night long I kept seeing Connie's face.
I thought I told you to get rid of her pictures.
I did, but I had dinner with her brother.
I forgot they're twins.
Well, it's the middle of the night! Why'd you come here?
They threw me outta the Y.
My cryin' kept everyone up all night.
Roc, I really need to be around people who care.
- Could I please stay here? - Well, I don't know.
Yeah? Okay, great.
I'll stay outta everyone's way, I promise.
Uh, listen, Roc, about my clothes--
Alright, yeah, bring 'em in, bring 'em in.
No, no, actually I could use a hand. I've got quite a few.
♪ Whoa oh oh-h-h ♪
- Mornin' baby. - H-hey, mornin', s-sweetheart.
- Mmm... - Muah.
Roc, what are all these clothes doin' in the closet?
Well, you see, Stan got thrown out of the Y.
Who was he cheatin' on there?
- Well, nobody. - Oh.
Well, why'd he have to come here?
Well, I mean, you know, he had nowhere else to go
and I didn't wanna throw him out.
You know, I'm-I'm sure he'll be gone tonight.
Morning. I made coffee.
I think I killed the last of the milk, by the way.
Eleanor, I've put you out enough, okay?
- Well, Stan-- - So, tonight...
I bring home Chinese.
Roc, say something.
- Uh, Stan. - Yeah?
Uh, no MSG.
You got it. See you later.
Roc, he can't stay here much longer.
Now we don't have enough room here as it is.
Well, what if I get him to give some rent?
Huh? And we can throw Joey out.
'I heard that.'
Well, what the hell are you doin' up?
Hey, who could sleep with all that
whimpering goin' on all night?
What, he was cryin' again?
No, that was me.
Roc, I'm not happy with him here in my house.
'Yeah, neither am I.'
He woke me up in the middle of the night
to play dominoes 'cause he couldn't sleep.
Yeah, but you love playin' dominoes.
Oh, well, yeah, but he beat me.
If it gets out that a white man beat me at dominoes, I'm ruined.
Roc, you're just gonna have to ask him to leave.
Eleanor, it's not as easy as that. I mean, the man's my boss.
I just can't throw him out in the street.
Well, do you think maybe his wife will take him back?
I don't know. I-I hope so.
I mean, he did say he thought there was hope.
That's it, son, what you have to do
is get them on neutral ground. Talk it out.
Well, maybe she's put the anger behind her now.
Hey, that sounds like a good plan.
- Mm-hmm. - Of course, it's a good plan.
I got lots of good ideas.
That's the trouble with you kids.
You don't take the time to... think things out.
So, uh, where are you, where are you off to, pop?
I really haven't thought of that.
That must be her. Stan would've just walked in.
Eleanor.
Hello, Mrs. Mason. Hi, I'm Roc Emerson.
Hi.
'Come on in.'
Roc, just call me Connie.
Hi, Connie, I'm Eleanor.
- Hi, Eleanor. - I'll take your coat.
- He's not here, is he? - Oh, no, no, he's not here.
So come on in.
So you've been with the department
about four years, huh?
Oh, Stan's talked about me, huh?
No, it just usually takes
about that long to collect this much stuff.
Don't worry. Eventually, they stop.
Connie, please have a seat.
Well, uh, Connie, l-like I said on the phone
you know, Stan really misses you.
Yeah, right.
Did he tell you why I threw him out?
Yeah, he told us about his, uh, affair.
Oh, my God, he told you!
Well, he-he only did because we've become very close
these last few days.
- Can't get rid of him, huh? - Oh, yeah.
Connie, look, Roc and I was thinking
that it would be a good idea if you and Stan at least talked.
After all, you have 17 years invested in this marriage.
It would be a shame to just throw it all away.
Nah, I don't think so.
Really? That's how you feel?
Wouldn't you?
I mean, for 17 years
the sun rose and set over that man.
I put him on a pedestal.
I tried to be the perfect wife.
And for 17 years I was faithful.
And believe me, I had my chances.
There was this cabana boy in Puerto Rico.
Anyway, I was married
and I respected Stan enough not to stray.
Well, I think now Stan realizes what he did was wrong.
Not only did he hurt you, he hurt himself.
And now all he wants is a second chance.
Well... I did throw him out without letting him explain.
Yeah. That's the attitude.
Boy, he really is bugging you, isn't he?
So, come on, Connie, what do you say?
Give Stan the man another shot?
I don't know. I don't know.
I guess I could talk to him. I'm not promising anything.
Hey, well, that's all anybody can expect you to do.
Yeah.
Hey, Roc, Eleanor.
He did walk right in.
Connie.
Hi, Stan.
Connie, honey.
You look beautiful.
You look good too, Stan.
Oh!
I'm sorry, Stan, but when I see your face
I just wanna rip it off!
Don't apologize, Connie.
Please don't apologize. I deserve that.
Why don't we leave you two alone?
Oh, no, no. Please stay.
I don't know what I'd do if I was left alone with--
Yeah, Roc, Eleanor, please stay.
Alright, Stan, I'm here. What do you have to say?
Look, Connie, I know what I did was wrong.
You have to understand the circumstances, honey.
I was at the Waste Management Expo.
I was surrounded by sump pumps and waste recycling systems.
Anything would've looked good.
- Yah! - Ah!
Okay. Okay, enough about why I did it.
All I can say is, honey, that I'm sorry. I love you.
- He does love you, Connie. - And I need you.
You don't know how much he needs you.
If you could take me back, I swear
this would never happen again.
Why should I believe you, Stan?
Because, because I'm a man on my knees, Connie.
And I'm begging you in front of people I hardly know.
Please take me back.
These last few days have been hell.
Yeah, living hell.
Stan, do you know how much you hurt me?
You've broken the bond.
You betrayed me.
You went behind my back
into the arms of another woman
and you expect me to forget that.
I don't know, Connie.
But if you can find it in your heart
I swear, I'd make it up to you.
Connie, as a woman, believe me, I understand your pain
but... I think that Stan is very sincere in what he feels.
Yeah, Connie, Stan realizes he made a terrible mistake
and, um, and he, you know, I-I mean
he-he's not asking you to forget, uh
but can you forgive?
I don't know. I'm so confused.
I don't need an answer now, Connie.
I just want you to think about it.
That's all. Please, just think about it.
Okay, Stan, I'll think about it.
I'm gonna go now.
Well, hear that?
Uh, she's gonna think about it.
Guys, I owe you my life.
Oh, we're happy for you, Stan.
You don't know how much.
See that little twinkle in her eye, huh?
Huh? I think she could be in love.
- Stan. - Connie.
I thought about it.
- And? - And...
This is Horst.
And, uh, if you think I'm giving him up for you, you're nuts.
Guy's a mess, Roc, I mean, I tried talking to him
but he said he didn't wanna talk to anybody but you.
- Hey, Stan. - Oh, Roc.
Thank God you're here. Connie's gone. What am I--
Yeah, th-th-that's right. You gotta face it like a man.
I know it's gonna be tough, Roc, but at least I've got you.
Sit down, Stan.
Stan... I got to cut you loose.
What?
Look, Stan, when we first started talking
I said some truthful things to you
and you latched on to me.
But instead of continuing to be honest with you
I started to pamper you because, well, you know, you're my boss.
The fact is...
...you're making my life miserable.
Now you gotta stand up on your own!
You know, take control of your life!
Roc, this is kinda sudden.
Can't we talk about this over lunch?
No, Stan, we gotta stop seeing each other.
Oh, come on, Stan. You don't like being with me, huh?
Before your wife left you, you didn't know who I was.
Oh, that's ridiculous. I knew who you were.
I just didn't care.
But now we have this history together.
Oh, what history, huh, what have been through
besides a-a-a few lunches
and a couple of crying spells?
I thought I was making progress--
Now, Stan, I'm gonna be honest with you.
You're pathetic!
And it's about time you start being the man we all respected
instead of the guy we feel sorry for.
I don't know, Roc. I mean, I had a wife back then.
- Y-you think I could do it now? - Of course, you can.
What does having a wife have to do
with your inner strength, huh?
You were tough before this.
- Guess I was sort of tough. - Yeah, you were a tough so...
- I mean, SOB. - Yeah, yeah.
What are you looking at? Huh?
- Like that? - Yeah, yeah.
- That's a start. - Alright.
Hey.
- Alright. - Alright.
- Yeah. We're friends. - Alright. Yeah.
Alright, yeah!
Hey, look sharp! You're city employees!
I can't believe it, Roc. You just chewed out the boss.
- Yeah, I guess I did. - But you had to do it, man.
The guy was acting like a wimp.
Yeah, well, you know, it's all in a days work.
Hey, uh, Emerson, take Fred's route, will you?
Why, is something wrong?
No, nothing's wrong.
Stan's taking me to lunch.
Thai food.
Well, he took me there.
♪ Yeah ♪
♪ Keep on walking ♪
♪ Oh Lord ♪
♪ Oh yeah yeah yeah ♪
♪ Yeah yeah well well well ♪
♪ Oh ♪
♪ Oh oh ♪
♪ Whoa whoa ♪
♪ Keep on walking on ♪
♪ Oh yeah ♪
♪ Yeah ♪
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