Original subtitles

( theme music playing )

- HI STEPHANIE.

YOU'VE ONLY GOT ONE SLIPPER ON.

- THAT STUPID BIRD WOKE ME UP AT DAWN

SO I THREW MY SLIPPER AT IT.

WHY CAN'T WILDLIFE SLEEP IN?

- WHAT KIND OF BIRD WAS IT?

- IT HAD A SPECKLED FRONT AND RINGS AROUND ITS EYES.

- OH, THAT'S A HERMIT THRUSH.

YOU SHOULDN'T THROW THINGS AT A SONGBIRD.

- GEORGE, I WOULD HAVE THROWN SOMETHING AT DIANA ROSS

IF SHE'D BEEN SINGING IN MY TREE.

I BETTER GO FIND MY OTHER SLIPPER.

- MORNING, GEORGE.

- MORNING, DICK.

CAN I BORROW A SUITCASE?

I'VE WON A TRIP.

- CONGRATULATIONS. WHERE TO?

- HOW DOES THE LARGE-MOUTH BASS BONANZA SOUND?

- SOUNDS LIKE I WON'T BE WANTING THE SUITCASE BACK.

HOW'D YOU WIN IT?

- I WAS ONE OF THE 10 BEAVERS

THAT SOLD THE MOST NIGHT CRAWLERS IN OUR CHARITY DRIVE.

- AH, BET THE GIRL SCOUTS WISH THEY'D HAVE

THOUGHT OF THAT BEFORE THEY GOT INTO THAT COOKIE THING.

I'LL GET YOU THAT SUITCASE.

- AH, THANKS.

- GEORGE, WHAT DID YOU MEAN WHEN YOU SAID

I SHOULDN'T THROW THINGS AT A SONGBIRD?

- WELL, SONGBIRDS ARE PROTECTED BY LAW.

THERE'S A SERIOUS PUNISHMENT FOR KILLING THEM.

SO DID YOU FIND YOUR OTHER SLIPPER?

- NOPE.

- THERE YOU GO, GEORGE. - AH, THANKS, DICK.

I KNOW YOU'RE NOT INTO LARGE MEETINGS

BUT YOU'RE IN FOR SOME FUN IF YOU DROP BY TONIGHT.

THEY'RE GOING TO POST THE NAMES

OF THE TOP 10 NIGHT CRAWLER SALESMEN

AND MY NAME'S GONNA BE UP THERE.

- SORRY, GEORGE, BUT I'M AFRAID IF I SAW THAT LIST,

THE REST OF MY LIFE WOULD SEEM DRAB.

- I UNDERSTAND.

- DICK, HONEY, DON'T FORGET

TO FINISH UP YOUR WORK EARLY TONIGHT.

THIS THURSDAY WE'RE GONNA TRY OUT THAT FOLK DANCING CLASS.

- DAMN IT.

I WISH YOU'D REMINDED ME EARLIER.

I JUST PROMISED GEORGE I'D GO

TO THE BEAVER LODGE MEETING TONIGHT.

- DICK, YOU NEVER GO TO THOSE MEETINGS.

- I DO WHEN THERE'S A LIST.

- BOY, A BEAVERS MEETING.

HERE'S YOUR MUG, DICK.

I DON'T SEE HOW YOU CAN STAY AWAY

FROM ALL THIS THE WAY YOU DO.

- GEORGE, IT REALLY HASN'T BEEN THAT LONG SINCE I'VE BEEN HERE.

- HEY, HEY, HEY!

NICE TO SEE YOU, LOUDON.

( laughing ) MUST BE HAVING TROUBLE AT HOME.

- THERE'S THAT LIST.

OKAY, DICK, GET READY TO READ MY NAME.

IT'S NOT ON THERE.

- WHY NOT?

- WELL, HERE'S THE PROBLEM.

I NEVER EVEN HEARD OF THIS GUY, LIONEL.

- OH, HE'S A REAL NICE GUY.

HE AND I DO THE SAME THING FOR A LIVING.

WE'RE BOTH LOOKING FOR WORK.

- HOW MUCH BAIT DID LIONEL SELL?

- WELL, THERE AGAIN WE'RE CUT FROM THE SAME CLOTH.

NONE.

BUT IN ALL FAIRNESS, HE WASN'T ALLOWED TO PARTICIPATE.

HE'S NOT A BEAVER.

HE'S BUCK'S BROTHER-IN-LAW.

- WHO'S BUCK?

- BUCK'S OUR CHAIR BEAVER.

- BUT, GEORGE, YOU'RE NOT ON THE LIST

AND THE CHAIR BEAVER'S BROTHER-IN-LAW IS.

HE DIDN'T SELL WORM ONE.

- TAKE IT EASY, DICK.

I'M SURE THERE'S A LOGICAL EXPLANATION.

BUCK?

- GEORGE!

- CAN I TALK TO YOU A SECOND?

ABOUT THAT LIST.

- OH, GEORGE, I REALLY WANT TO THANK YOU.

- FOR WHAT? - FOR JUST BEING YOU.

THERE'D BE NO LIVING WITH MY WIFE IF HER KID BROTHER

DIDN'T GET TO GO ON THAT TRIP.

"WHO," I KEPT SAYING, "WHO IS GOING TO BE

SENSITIVE ENOUGH TO LET LIONEL GO IN HIS PLACE WITHOUT A FUSS?"

- ME?

- NOBODY ELSE WAS IN THE RUNNING.

- WOW, THANKS, BUCK.

I OWE YOU ONE.

- LET'S GO, BOYS.

- GEORGE, I DON'T BELIEVE THIS.

- YEAH.

BUCK DOESN'T HAND OUT COMPLIMENTS EASILY.

- MEETING IS IN ORDER.

WALLY WILL READ LAST WEEK'S MINUTES.

- GEORGE, HOW CAN YOU LET THEM CON YOU LIKE THIS?

I MEAN, YOU WERE SO EXCITED ABOUT THAT TRIP.

- THAT'S WHEN I THOUGHT I WAS GOING.

- THE FIRST ORDER OF BUSINESS TONIGHT IS TO DECIDE WHETHER

WE'RE GONNA GET THE FURNACE FIXED THIS WINTER

OR TO BUY ONE OF THEM FANCY NEW KEG TAPPERS.

ALL THOSE IN FAVOR OF THE FURNACE,

RAISE YOUR HAND.

- GEORGE, YOU DESERVE THAT TRIP MORE THAN ANYBODY.

- LEAVE IT ALONE, DICK.

THE BEAVERS NEVER DO ANYTHING WITHOUT A REAL GOOD REASON.

- ALL THOSE IN FAVOR OF THE KEG TAPPER?

( chattering )

KEG TAPPER HAS IT.

IS THERE ANY FURTHER BUSINESS?

- GEORGE.

- OKAY, THEN I MOVE WE ADJOURN, HIT THE BEER

AND DRINK A TOAST TO THE BASS BONANZA TEN.

ALL THOSE IN FAVOR. All Together: AYE!

- I'VE BEEN CHEATED.

I SOLD 138 DOZEN WORMS AND YOU'RE LETTING SOME GUY'S

BROTHER-IN-LAW GO ON THAT TRIP IN MY PLACE.

YOU BEAVERS ARE PIG-FAT SLIME-BUCKETS.

- GEORGE. - NO MORE COACHING, DICK.

I CAN HANDLE IT FROM HERE.

- AH, LOUDON PUT YOU UP TO THIS.

- SO WHAT IF HE DID. LET ME SAY MY PIECE.

- OKAY.

OKAY.

LET'S BE FAIR ABOUT THIS.

NOW BEAVERS, WOULD YOU RATHER CONTINUE THE MEETING

WITH A LENGTHY DEBATE OR ADJOURN AND DRINK BEER?

All Together: BEER!

- MOTION CARRIED. MEETING ADJOURNED.

- HEY, HEY, HEY!

THIS STINKS ON ICE.

IF THAT'S THE WAY YOU'RE GONNA TREAT A BROTHER--

- GEORGE, GEORGE, DON'T SAY SOMETHING YOU'RE GONNA REGRET.

- I QUIT.

- SOMETHING LIKE THAT.

- WILDLIFE COMMISSION?

I WAS HAVING A DISCUSSION WITH ONE OF MY GIRLFRIENDS

ABOUT THINGS LIKE HAIR STREAKING,

LEG WAXING AND SONGBIRDS.

AND I WAS TELLING HER HOW IT'S NOT THAT BIG A DEAL

TO KILL A SONGBIRD--

OH, IT IS?

EVEN IF IT DIDN'T SING VERY WELL?

WELL, I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU ENFORCE A SILLY LAW LIKE THAT

AND ALLOW PEOPLE WHO PAINT BULLFIGHTERS ON VELVET

TO GO SCOT-FREE.

- HI, STEPHANIE. Stephanie: HI.

- DICK?

HONEY, DO THE BEAVERS BLAME YOU

BECAUSE GEORGE QUIT THE LODGE?

- WHY DO YOU ASK?

- WELL, I FOUND THIS MELTED MUG IN THE MAILBOX.

- WELL, THEY'RE EITHER MAD AT ME

OR THIS BELONGS TO A GUY NAMED "YICK."

- HI. I'M LARRY.

THIS IS MY BROTHER DARRYL,

AND THIS IS MY OTHER BROTHER DARRYL.

- HI. I'M JOANNA AND THIS IS MY HUSBAND YICK.

- MAKE A NOTE, DARRYL.

I GUESS WE HAD THAT WRONG.

- MISS STEPHANIE, WE WAS DOWN AT THE TOWN DUMP,

WINDOW SHOPPING, AND WE CAME UPON YOUR SLIPPER.

- HOW DO YOU KNOW IT BELONGS TO ME?

- BY THE DELICATE SCENT.

- THANK YOU.

- SAY NO MORE.

BYE, MISS STEPHANIE.

YICK.

- STEPHANIE, WHAT WAS YOUR SLIPPER DOING AT THE DUMP?

- JUST BECAUSE YOU'RE MY EMPLOYER

DOES NOT GIVE YOU THE RIGHT TO PRY

INTO THE WHEREABOUTS OF MY FOOTWEAR.

- DICK, I'VE GOT A PROPOSITION FOR YOU.

OH, MY GOSH.

LOOK WHAT THEY DID TO YOUR MUG.

- IT'S OKAY, GEORGE, I DON'T MIND.

- I DO. MUG MELTING USED TO BE MY JOB.

LOOK AT THAT, YICK.

IF I'D DONE IT, IT WOULD HAVE SAID "BLECKY."

- IT'S A DYING ART.

- WELL, I'M PUTTING THE BEAVERS BEHIND ME.

I WOULDN'T GO BACK IF THEY GOT DOWN

ON THEIR KNEES AND BEGGED.

BESIDES THE RULE STATES THAT ONCE YOU LEAVE

YOU CAN NEVER GO BACK.

- WELL, I'M GLAD YOU'VE OUTGROWN ALL THAT CHILDISHNESS.

- YEAH, I'M STARTING MY OWN LODGE.

I'M PUTTING FLYERS ALL OVER TOWN.

THE FIRST MEETING IS THURSDAY NIGHT.

I'D BE HONORED IF YOU'D BE THERE.

- I'D BE RELIEVED IF I DIDN'T HAVE TO.

- DICK, HONEY.

I GOT US BOTH DANCING OUTFITS.

YOU WANT TO TRY YOURS ON TO SEE HOW IT LOOKS?

- HONEY, I CAN SEE HOW THAT LOOKS THROUGH A WALL.

- WELL, I HAD SO MUCH FUN THE OTHER NIGHT

THAT I SIGNED US UP FOR CLASSES EVERY THURSDAY.

THIS WEEK IS "A NIGHT IN MAZATLAN."

- DAMN IT! - WHAT?

- THURSDAY, THAT'S THE NIGHT MY NEW LODGE MEETS.

Joanne: WHAT?

- IF EVERYONE WOULD PLEASE SIT DOWN.

THIS MEETING IS NOW IN ORDER.

- UH, GEORGE? - PLEASE, PLEASE.

WE CAN'T HAVE MOB RULE HERE.

- ( clearing throat ) NOT BY ANY STRETCH

OF THE IMAGINATION.

- OKAY.

PEOPLE ARE FINALLY STARTING TO PILE IN.

WELCOME, HARLEY.

- THANKS. BUT I CAN'T STAY LONG.

THERE'S A BEAVER MEETING IN PROGRESS

AND THEY DON'T KNOW I'M GONE.

GOT TO GET BACK BEFORE THEY COME TO.

- HARLEY, IF YOU WERE AFRAID OF BEING FOUND OUT,

WHY DID YOU BOTHER TO COME OVER HERE?

- WELL, A FELLOW LOOKING FOR WORK

NEEDS AS MANY FRATERNAL ORGANIZATIONS AS HE CAN JOIN.

BY THE WAY, PROSPECTIVE FRATERNAL BROTHER--

- NO. NO, HARLEY, NO.

- OH, MAYBE I'LL HAVE MORE LUCK WITH SOME OF THE OTHERS.

- THE FLOOR IS NOW OPEN

FOR DISCUSSION ON A NAME FOR THIS CLUB.

- HOW ABOUT "YOU, ME AND HARLEY"?

I'D LIKE TO MAKE A MOTION THAT WE FACE REALITY.

WE'RE NOT A LODGE, WE'RE A TRIO.

- WELL, EVEN SO, IF THE THREE OF US HAVE A GOOD TIME,

WORD OF MOUTH WILL SPREAD LIKE WILDFIRE.

( counter bell )

- I'M SORRY, I HAVE A GUEST.

I'LL TELL 'EM ABOUT THE GOOD TIME WE'RE HAVING HERE

AND GET THE WILDFIRE STARTED.

- GEE, I'D BETTER BE GETTING TO MY OTHER MEETING.

THE DISCIPLINARY COMMITTEE

IS THE FIRST TO REGAIN CONSCIOUSNESS.

- WELL, IT'S GETTING LATE.

I MOVE WE ADJOURN.

BETTER YET, I MOVE WE DISBAND.

MOTION CARRIED.

- HI, DICK.

IS CUPCAKE READY FOR OUR MIDDAY MUNCH?

- I THINK CUPCAKE IS STILL BLOW DRYING HER FROSTING.

MICHAEL, I WONDER IF YOU COULD DO ME A FAVOR.

- A FAVOR?

AS IN I WASH YOUR HANDS AND YOU WASH MINE?

- NO, AS IN YOU WASH MY HANDS AND THAT'S IT.

- YOU'VE NEVER ASKED ME FOR A FAVOR BEFORE, DICK.

I'LL SAY IT, I'M TOUCHED.

WHAT'S IN IT FOR ME?

- I'LL PAY FOR YOUR LUNCH.

- DEAL. NOW WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO DO FOR YOU

OF A VALUE NOT TO EXCEED LUNCH?

- WELL, AS YOU KNOW,

GEORGE QUIT THE LODGE AND HE'S BEEN TRYING

TO START UP A NEW LODGE BUT IT FELL APART.

AND GEORGE IS HEARTBROKEN.

- CAN WE CUT TO THE CHASE, DICK?

- I THINK HE NEEDS HELP WITH HIS ADVERTISING.

HERE'S THE FLYER HE SENT OUT.

- "NEW LODGE PROBABLY MEETS THURSDAY NIGHTS.

COME IF YOU WANT. IF NOT, I UNDERSTAND."

I CAN IMPROVE ON THIS, DICK.

- GREAT.

- HEY, MICHAEL.

- STEPH, GREAT NEWS ABOUT LUNCH.

FORGET QUICHE.

WE'RE UPGRADING TO SQUAB.

- WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY THAT?

WHY DON'T YOU JUST COME OUT AND ASK IT,

DO I WANT TO EAT A DEAD BIRD?

- IF I SAID "LOBSTER" WOULD THAT UNJANGLE THOSE NERVES?

- THAT'S BETTER, MICHAEL.

- WHOA! I'LL HAVE TO REMEMBER THAT MAGIC WORD

NEXT TIME SHE'S OUT OF SORTS.

LOBSTER.

- MISS STEPHANIE, YOU'D LOSE THAT DAINTY LITTLE HEAD OF YOURS

IF IT WASN'T ATTACHED TO YOUR SPINAL COLUMN

BY A MASS OF GANGLIA.

WE WAS TAKING A BATH

AND LOOK WHAT WASHED UP ON THE BANK--

YOUR SLIPPER. - AGHH!

- STEPH, LOBSTER!

LOBSTER!

- HI, DICK.

HERE'S THE MEDIA BLITZ FOR GEORGE'S MEMBERSHIP DRIVE.

I'VE REALLY OUTDONE MYSELF.

FOR A MOMENT, EVEN I FELT LIKE JOINING

THE STUPID THING.

- GEE, BROCHURES, BUMPER STICKERS.

GEORGE!

MICHAEL, THIS IS MORE THAN I EXPECTED.

THANK YOU. - OH, NO THANKS NEEDED, DICK.

BELIEVE ME, I FEEL I'VE BEEN PAID.

OH, BY THE WAY, HERE'S MY LUNCH BILL.

IT'S THAT CHAMPAGNE THAT PUT IT INTO THREE DIGITS.

- YOU WANTED SOMETHING, DICK?

- MICHAEL PUT TOGETHER

AN AD CAMPAIGN FOR YOUR NEW LODGE.

- YOU'RE TOO LATE. MY LODGE AND MY LIFE ARE OVER.

- OH, YEAH?

READ 'EM AND STOP WEEPING.

I POSTED THESE FLYERS ALL OVER TOWN.

- "FIRST CAME 'FIRST BLOOD,' THEN 'RAMBO,'

NOW 'GEORGE'S LODGE.'"

WOW!

- WHAT?

- THEY DID COME IN THAT ORDER, DICK.

- "BIG MEETING THURSDAY.

DOOR PRIZES, A COLOR TV."

WOW!

- WAIT A MINUTE, WE AREN'T GIVING AWAY A COLOR TV.

- IT DOESN'T SAY WE'RE GIVING ONE AWAY.

IT JUST SAYS THERE'LL BE ONE.

( laughing )

- "SEE THE CAR FROM 'KNIGHT RIDER.'"

WOW! - WHAT?

- THIS IS AMERICA, DICK, WHERE EVERYONE EXPECTS

LESS THAN WHAT'S ADVERTISED.

WE CAN'T LET THEM DOWN.

- "INTERNATIONAL CUISINE FURNISHED

BY THE OWNERS OF THE STRATFORD INN."

YUM!

- WELL, IT'S GOOD THEY'RE EXPECTING LESS

THAN WHAT'S ADVERTISED BECAUSE WE'RE NOT COOKING ANY FOOD.

- BAD MOVE, DICK.

AFTER THE OTHER LETDOWNS, IF YOU DON'T COME UP

WITH SOME FOOD THAT MOB'LL TRASH THIS PLACE.

- HEY, CHECK THIS OUT.

THEY SHOULD HAVE PUT YOU ON THAT FLYER.

- THANK YOU. I KNOW.

BY THE WAY, YOU'RE DISGUSTING.

- EXCUSE ME, THIS GATHERING

IS ONLY FOR PEOPLE WHO WANT TO JOIN THE LODGE.

- THAT'S US.

WE NEED A NEW CLUBHOUSE.

OURS BURNED DOWN IN A FIRE FIGHT.

- ALL RIGHT, THAT'S A DARN SHAME.

- GEE, DICK, I CAN'T FIND ONE PERSON

TO SIGN UP FOR THE LODGE.

- LOOKS LIKE YOUR LUCK HAS CHANGED, GRAMPS.

- HI. HI, HARLEY.

- GEE, DICK, THE CAR FROM "KNIGHT RIDER."

I THOUGHT THAT WAS JUST A COME-ON.

- WE COULDN'T PRINT IT IF IT WASN'T TRUE.

- BOY, THIS WAS WORTH SNEAKING OUT

OF THE BEAVERS' MEETING FOR.

- IS MISS STEPHANIE AVAILABLE TO HEAR A TALE

FRAUGHT WITH COINCIDENCE?

- ACTUALLY, LARRY, SHE'S KIND OF FRAUGHT WITH WORK RIGHT NOW.

- OH.

THEN I GUESS WE'LL RELATE IT TO YOU.

WE WAS OUT BURYING DARRYL'S UNDERWEAR IN A TIME CAPSULE

WHEN WE HAPPENED UPON THIS.

WILL YOU MAKE SURE SHE GETS IT?

WE HATE TO THINK OF MISS STEPHANIE'S FIVE LITTLE PIGGIES

GOING WEE, WEE, WEE ALL THE WAY HOME

WITHOUT COVERING.

- HEY, I HEAR YOU.

HARLEY, DO SOMETHING WITH THAT, WILL YOU?

- OH, NO, IT'S THE BEAVERS.

- SO THIS IS THE STRATFORD DINING ROOM

THAT I'M SEEING FOR THE FIRST TIME RIGHT NOW?

- WHAT ARE YOU GUYS DOING HERE?

- GEORGE, THIS TOWN IS NOT BIG ENOUGH FOR TWO LODGES.

- YEAH. HEED THE WARNING.

- CLOSE DOWN OR FEEL THE FULL WRATH OF THE BEAVERS.

LET'S GO, MEN.

- RIGHT NOW, BUCK?

IT'S NICE AND WARM IN HERE.

- GUYS, I SAID THE FULL WRATH.

- BOY, I'M KIND OF HUNGRY.

I THINK I'LL FIX MYSELF A MILE-HIGH SANDWICH.

OH, LOOK, MORTADELLA.

- WOW, WHAT A SPREAD.

- THEY EVEN GOT THE CAR FROM "KNIGHT RIDER."

- BOY, NOW, YOU KNOW WHAT WOULD BE PERFECT

TO WASH THIS DOWN WITH?

I THINK I'LL JUST STEP OVER HERE

TO MY FANCY NEW KEG TAPPER

AND DRAW A TALL FROSTY MUG OF GOLDEN SMOOTH--

- STEADY, MEN.

- BEER.

- BEAVERS, WE'RE LEAVING.

- WE DON'T WANNA.

- YOU GOTTA IF YOU'RE A BEAVER.

- THEN I QUIT.

WHERE DO I SIGN UP FOR GEORGE'S LODGE?

- RIGHT HERE, RIGHT NEXT TO THE LITTLE HOTDOGS.

- WELL, COME ON, WALLY.

LOOKS LIKE YOU AND ME.

- LOOKS LIKE YOU. I SMELL CHEESE PUFFS.

- REMEMBER THE RULES.

IF YOU LEAVE THE BEAVERS, YOU CAN NEVER COME BACK.

THAT'S YOUR CHOICE?

- YEAH.

- ( sighing ) WELL, I THINK IT'S A GOOD ONE.

TOSS ME A CHEESE PUFF.

- HEY, HEY, HEY!

- BOY, IT'S GONNA BE GREAT HANGING AROUND HERE

WHENEVER WE FEEL LIKE IT.

- YOU CAN ONLY HANG AROUND HERE

AS LONG AS I FEEL LIKE IT,

WHICH SHOULD END IN ABOUT HALF AN HOUR.

- GEE, WHERE WILL WE MEET?

- WHAT ABOUT THE OLD BEAVER LODGE?

I HEAR IT'S DESERTED.

- YEAH, BUT WHAT'LL WE CALL OURSELVES?

- HOW ABOUT "THE SCREAMING SKULLS"?

- WELL, THAT'S KIND OF CUTE.

- HOW ABOUT "THE BEAVERS"?

All Together: YEAH. YEAH.

- TERRIFIC.

NOW ALL WE HAVE TO DO IS ELECT A PRESIDENT.

- HEY, HEY, WHAT ABOUT BUCK?

HE'S HAD EXPERIENCE.

- I SECOND IT.

- GEORGE, YOU'RE NOT GONNA STAND HERE

AND LET THEM ELECT-- - SHUT UP, DICK.

ALL IN FAVOR?

All Together: AYE!

- DICK, ONE OF THOSE GANG PEOPLE

JUST ASKED ME OUT ON A DATE.

WHAT SHOULD I DO?

- WELL, TO BE PERFECTLY HONEST, JOANNA,

I DON'T THINK YOU SHOULD GO.

- JOANNA, COULD I QUIT FOR THE EVENING?

I GET CLAUSTROPHOBIC AROUND THIS MANY POT BELLIES.

- OKAY, BUT WOULD YOU PUT OUT SOME EXTRA NAPKINS FIRST?

( sighing )

( screaming )

- ALL RIGHT, I CONFESS.

I DID IT.

I DIDN'T MEAN TO BUT HE WAS TORMENTING ME.

CHIRP, CHIRP, CHIRP, CHIRP, CHIRP, CHIRP

'TIL I THOUGHT I'D GO MAD.

SO I GRABBED MY SLIPPER AND I DROPPED HIM.

THAT'S RIGHT, I KILLED A SONGBIRD.

I JUST HOPE YOU CAN FIND IT IN YOUR HEARTS

TO PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE FORGIVE ME.

( music playing )

- MIAOW!