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Hey, what's with the smile?

I just came from a little meeting

over at the airport administration

and once again, I walked away

with the Nifty.

The Nifty?

What's that again?

"Nevers Field tenant of the year award."

Oh, yeah, the Nifty.

"For cleanliness, courtesy and appearance of booth."

God, you make me hot.

It was a very tight race this year.

Pilgrim car rental repainted

and handed out little smiley buttons.

Eat your hearts out, losers!

Oh, hey, by the way, while I was down there,

they give me your lease renewal.

Hmm?

No, that couldn't be.

It's not time for renewal yet.

I signed a three-year lease.

Yeah, see? It's up on Monday.

It can't be three years.

Yeah, I know-- time sure flies.

Seems like only yesterday

I won my first Nifty.

I don't have time

to deal with this lease thing right now.

What is there to deal with?

You just sign it.

Well, I don't know.

That's a long time.

Who knows where I'll be in three years?

What do you mean? Where else would you be?

Well, I don't know.

Someplace... else

doing something... else.

Like what?

I don't know.

Oh, forget it.

Who am I kidding?

I'll be stuck here for the rest of my life.

(seabirds calling)

HELEN: 'Kay, Joe, coffee's ready.

JOE: Sweetie, could you come up here?

Where are you?

In the attic.

Come on up, honey.

Well, what are you doing?

Just come up.

I want to show you something.

Well, bring it down here.

No, you come up here.

Why?

It's a surprise, all right?!

Just get up here, will ya?!

So what's the surprise?

Well, look,

I couldn't help noticing you've been a little down

since this whole thing with you signing your lease,

and I wanted to do something to cheer you up.

Well, a trip to the attic always lifts my spirits.

I'm gonna go fry some eggs.

No, no, no, wait, wait, wait, wait.

Are you ready?

Come here.

Ready?

Ta-da!

Oh, my God.

My cello.

That's right.

I cleaned it up, had it restrung.

It's as good as new.

Oh, Joe...

that's so sweet.

But could I ask you to do one more little thing for me?

Yeah, sure.

Can you get it the hell out of here.

Yeah, um, Helen,

I've been picturing all the ways you might react to this,

and I gotta tell you,

that didn't even come close to being one of them.

Don't get me wrong, I...

I love that you did this,

but I finally got free of that thing.

I mean, for years, it just lured me in,

made me believe I could have a career.

And just when I'd get this close,

it would pull the rug out from underneath me

and I'd fall on my face.

Why would I want to go through that again?

Well, listen, I'll tell you why.

Because music made you happy.

I loved hearing you play, and I busted my butt

turning this dump into a practice room.

I don't know, Joe.

No, no, come on, Helen,

just go over there, sit down.

I'm sure it's gonna come right back to you.

Joe, I really don't want to do this.

Okay, well, if you really don't want to,

then I'm not going to force you.

Thanks for understanding.

But trust me-- once you get started,

you are going to love it.

And look. Look.

I even made you some tea, and I put out

some Nutter Butters, your favorite.

(doorbell rings)

Oh, I'll get that. It's Brian.

I'll be right back.

(doorbell rings)

Hey. Hey. I got your message. What's up?

Uh, look, I found some of your stuff in the attic,

and, uh, I need you to take it back to your place.

You called me all the way over here for this?

I was perfectly happy sitting at home

clipping my toenails,

watching them fly all over the place,

trying to guess where they would land.

All right, look, Brian, if you don't take this stuff,

I'm just going to dump it.

Go ahead. I'm going home and have more fun with my feet.

I mean it, Brian.

Well, so do I.

That suitcase isn't mine.

Dad left that eyesore to both of us.

Listen, if you don't take this stuff,

I swear, I am going to throw it out.

Throw it out. I'm tossing it.

Toss. I'm chucking it.

Chuck! How can we throw this out?

It's the last thing of Dad's we have left.

What am I going to do with it?

I mean, look at it, it's burnt, the latch is busted,

the lining is ripped and there's money in it...

1,000 bucks.

Keep looking.

Maybe Dad left something for you.

Look, look, look at this.

"There's a lot more where this came from."

Hey, look. What's this?

A key.

And a claim check for a pawn shop in Boston.

Let's go. Let's go. Wait, wait, wait a minute, wait a minute.

What if this is just another crazy scavenger hunt

like the one Dad sent us on after he died?

And what if it's not?

What if we just never finished the first, huh?

Huh?

Care to pay a little visit to the pawn shop?

Let's collect our inheritance.

Oh, wait, let me just tell Helen.

(classical cello music playing)

Listen, Brian.

You hear that?

Oh, man, Helen hasn't played the cello in years.

Isn't that beautiful?

Brian?

Eh.

Okay, we got our story straight, right?

You know what we're going to tell Fay?

No reason Fay has to know anything.

It's just a normal, average day,

and we're taking a normal, average flight to Boston.

Yeah, but we're coming home with and abnormal,

way above average wad of cash.

And no one needs to know.

I'm already sorry you know.

Where are you two guys going?

Uh, we have a flight to Boston.

Our normal, average flight to Boston.

Oh, no. You don't have to do that.

There are no passengers booked on that flight.

True, but, uh,

we have to pick up the passengers in Boston.

Uh, uh, no.

There are no passengers booked on that flight, either.

You don't have to go anywhere.

Uh-huh, uh-huh.

(both stammering)

Uh... eh.... we still have that meeting.

With whom?

Um... uh... with old Dutch.

Right. Old Dutch.

(Fay chuckles)

What are you talking about?

Old Dutch died eight months ago.

Uh... yeah.

(stammering): Uh, well, not-not-not, uh,

not Old Dutch, uh, his son...

Young Old Dutch.

Junior.

I thought Old Dutch only had daughters.

Please, please, just let us go.

Oh, man.

This thing weighs a ton.

How much do you think is in here?

Gee, I don't know.

We could find a scale and weigh the suitcase

and then, figure out the ratio of pounds to dollars

or we could just open it!

All right.

Prepare to enter a higher tax bracket.

Yes! We're rich!

What are you talking about, Brian?

There's nothing in here but newspapers.

All right, well, look under the newspapers.

There's more newspapers.

Look inside the newspapers.

Brian, there's nothing in here but newspapers.

I'll kill you!

You-You-You find some money in this suitcase!

Would you give it up, Brian?

There's no money.

We got nothing.

Bless you.

Ah... the old man sent us on another wild-goose chase,

and you know why?

Yes, yes. I know why.

Because he was insane.

He was a crackpot.

Sorry I got your hopes up, made you take this trip.

Oh, well, sorry I took you away from your feet.

Ah! Stupid!

Hey, what's this?

Looks like some kind of map of Nantucket.

It's a treasure map!

BOTH: We're rich!

Well... we're not really rich.

We're... we're comfortable.

Oh, now, now, wait a minute, you two.

I want to know why you went to Boston.

What's going on?

Absolutely nothing.

Okay, you get the keys, I'll get the shovel.

Think we need blasting caps?

Couldn't hurt.

You're not going anywhere.

What are you saying, Fay?

You want to make this physical?

I don't have to.

I hid your car keys.

Now tell me what's going on.

All right. In my office.

Hey, hey, Hackett, what's going on?

Nothing.

Well, why did you cancel your flight?

No reason.

Where have you been? Nowhere.

Oh, yeah. Sure. You win a few Nifties,

and you think you're too good to talk to the rest of us!

What's going on?

Hey. What's it your business?

So, now we have a map which shows us

where Dad buried something on Surfside Beach.

He was just a big kook, wasn't he?

Okay, let's go.

What? Why do you want to come?

'Cause it sounds exciting.

Do you have any idea how dull my life is?

Do you know how dull ours will be if you tell us?

Look, all right, Fay, you can come,

but do not breathe a word of this to anyone.

Well, of course not.

What does he think, I'm like that big, blabbermouth redhead

who's been messing around with Walter from the tower

behind his wife's back?

Walter's cheating on his wife?

Oops.

All right, come on, Fay, give me the car keys. Let's go.

You didn't lose them, did you?

No, of course not.

I put them with my keys.

I know exactly where they are.

Oh, like you never lost anything?

Remember the time you came out of the bathroom at Logan

and couldn't find the plane?

Hey, it was that one time.

After we put that big, orange ball on the tail,

it never happened again.

Surfside Beach, please.

All three of you?

It's a company picnic.

You have your own cars.

Why do you need me?

Listen, cabbie, you want this fare or not?

Take us to Surfside Beach, keep your eyes front,

and lose the lip.

Boy... and I thought my company picnic sucked.

You know, in Italy,

when three people with a shovel

make you drive them

to a place with soft ground,

well, that's... that's never a round-trip fare.

Helen?

Helen, are you home?

HELEN: Yeah, Casey.

Where?

In the attic.

Come on up.

What are you doing?

Just come up. I want to show you something.

Bring it down here.

No. You come up here.

Why?

Just get your butt up here, okay?!

Helen, what's going on?

When you didn't show up at work, I got worried about you.

You won't believe this.

Joe made me a music room.

Oh, that's great.

Can I see it?

You're standing in it.

Oh, you're so lucky.

Joe fixed up my cello,

and I've been playing all morning.

It's amazing. It's like I never stopped.

Oh, that's great.

I'm so happy for you.

Are those cookies?

And guess what else?

I went to the store to get some sheet music

and I saw on the bulletin board

that the New England Chamber Ensemble

is holding open auditions.

Yeah. So?

Hold onto your Nutter Butter there, baby,

'cause I got news for you.

I'm going for it.

Is that crazy?

Well, no, of course, that's not crazy.

Joe calling this Batcave a music room--

now, that's crazy.

So... go ahead, play.

I'd love to hear something.

Oh, no, no, no. I'm not ready yet.

Helen, it's just me-- I don't care if you hit a clunker.

No, really, I'm not ready yet.

You need an audience.

Come on.

Play something peppy I can tap my foot to.

I don't think you understand...

Come on!

(imitating a cello)

Get the hell out of here

before I beat you senseless with this bow.

But thank you for your support.

Airport, please.

So, how was the company picnic?

Ooh. Looks like things got a little rough

in the three- legged race.

We should be able to get there in an hour.

Where?

I've got a good feeling about New York.

Why?

'Cause the cabs there have glass partitions.

(tires screeching)

Okay. Here's how it is.

Nobody's going anywhere

until I find out what's going on.

Look...

I'm going to find out anyway, sooner or later.

This is a small island.

Everybody talks.

Everybody drinks, too, but that's another story.

It's just a little brandy

and it's not like it's every night.

All right, all right, Antonio, I'll tell you,

but you have to promise not to tell anyone.

Hey, hey, you can trust me.

When someone tells me a secret,

I take it to the grave.

For instance, I never told anyone

that Ernie, the baggage handler,

slept his way through the Garden Club.

Fay, weren't you in the Garden Club?

Oh, yes.

We got our story straight, right?

A normal, average day.

We're going nowhere.

We know nothing.

CASEY: Hey...

where are you guys going?

You guys go ahead. I'll handle this.

So, what are you guys going to do with the money?

Okay, so let me get this straight.

We're going to a locker in Penn Station

next to... what's this?

Klezewski's shoe repair.

Ah, I can't wait to hit klezewski's.

These babies need to be widened.

I bought them used.

There's a shock.

Antonio, my friend, when I come into my fortune,

I am going to buy you the widest pair of used loafers

you have ever seen.

(frenetic cello music playing)

(upbeat cello music continuing)

Thank you, Miss Chappel.

JOE: Come on, come on!

Come on, open it up already.

Okay, boys, I cracked it.

She's all yours.

Where did you learn how to do that?

Hey, you grow up next to a chop shop,

you pick up things.

All right.

(gasps)

Oh... my... God!

Keys?

There's got to be something under there!

Give me a hand here.

Huh? There's nothing... nothing but keys.

There go my brand-new used loafers.

I knew it! I knew it! I knew it!

When he said, "There's more where this came from"

he meant more keys

not more money.

Hey, hey, hey, guys.

Don't you understand

what your dad was trying to tell you?

What?

You're idiots!

Thank you.

Appreciate it.

Hey, Joe.

Oh, hey. Hi, Helen.

Well, Casey told me about your audition.

How'd it go?

How do you think it went?

Really well?

Honey, you got to start paying attention

to the tone of my voice.

How was your day?

I hear ya.

Boy, they sucked me back in.

Made me think I had a chance.

Lifted my hopes up

and then, dropped me on my head.

Just when you think you're too smart

to ever fall for it again,

something draws you back in.

The promise, the hope...

It's all a scam, it's an illusion.

You always wind up a loser.

Why do I do it? What was I thinking?

BOTH: Idiot! Idiot! Idiot!

(chuckles)

Bet Dad's somewhere right about now

having a big laugh about this.

Yeah.

Why?

I think I found something that might interest you.

I'm not sure but this looks like a key to the locker upstairs.

Oh... oh, locker key!

Yeah. Like that means something.

Oh, yeah.

Dad left us a fortune of money

inside a locker upstairs.

Yeah. Right.

It's been up there for eight years,

we never knew a thing about it.

I got a good feeling about this.

Yeah? How good?

Good good. Good!

Where is it?

Here. Here.

Okay, come on. Oh, come on.

(yells)

Come on.

Oh, my God!

What is it?

BOTH: We're rich!

(screaming)

We're rich!

JOE AND BRIAN: Whoo!

(yelling)

Okay, all right.

Come on, Helen, just exactly how rich are we?

Hang on. Hang on.

Okay, the grand total is...

$250,000.

(screams)

Yeah, that's it.

We're rich.

We're rich.

We're rich!

Operator, we are rich!

Guys, guys, guys, w-what I can't figure out is--

We're rich!--

where in the world did your dad get all this money?

You know what? I just flashed on something.

You remember when we used to visit him in the sanitarium?

What was that thing he always said to us?

"Would you please untie these?"

Yeah. No, no. After that he said, he said, "I won

"a quarter of a million bucks at the track

and I'm leaving it for you guys in a suitcase."

Why didn't we listen to him?

I'd love to stay and chat

but I'm going to go buy a great big... something.

Do you have any idea what we can do with this money?

Absolutely. Are you thinking what I'm thinking?

Oh, you're damn right I am.

This is going to change our lives.

I like the sound of that.

First thing we should do is fix up the plane.

Then we could maybe lease a jet,

open some new routes, do some advertising...

Whoa, whao. Whoa. What are you talking about?

We've got all this money.

You want to sink it into Sandpiper?

Not all of it.

I plan to go plenty crazy.

Helen and I need bikes...

...and I've had

my eye on this corrugated tool shed--

a little something just for Joe.

What is the matter with you?

This is good-bye money.

Good-bye money? What do you mean?

You want to leave?

Yeah, yeah, I want to leave. I'm rich.

I want to go live on an island somewhere.

You already live on an island.

I was thinking, perhaps an island

where the winter-suicide rate isn't quite so high.

So... so...

you're just going to bail? I mean...

I hate this. I hate this, all right? I hate this.

Every day I fly the same people on the same flights

to the same places, day in, day out...

Yeah, but, Brian, you're flying, man, you're flying.

Come on. How many people in this world

get a chance to do what they love?

Yeah, you love it. Huh?

See, to me, it's just a job.

I'm bored.

Joe, we've got a huge wad of cash here.

Here's a wacky idea-- have some fun with it.

Don't-Don't patronize me.

It's always been my plan to build up the airline...

Oh, God, will you just put the plan aside for once

and be spontaneous?

It's easy to be spontaneous

when there's always someone to catch you.

Hey, my friend, lighten up!

You grow up.

Okay... listen to us.

We, uh... we get some money.

Two minutes later we're at each other's throats.

We're a cliché.

Yeah... uh, yeah.

Well, you're right.

You're right, you're always right.

And we're brothers.

We're blood.

You bastard!

Why don't you just get the hell out of here?

Hey, don't worry! I'm gone!

Uh... okay.

I've got it narrowed down to two places.

The Caymans--

you see, there's an old buddy of mine

who says I can hang out on his boat

for, you know, however long I want to

or...

there's this tiny island near Bali

where you can actually get arrested

for not being naked.

(chuckles)

What do you think?

My gums are receding.

Huh?

My hair is falling out.

My cab needs new tires...

and my gums are receding.

What does that have to do with my travel plans?

Nothing.

"Should I go live on the boat

or should I go be naked near Bali?"

My gums are dropping faster than my bank balance.

So who gives a sweet hoo-ha about your travel plans?

Brian, what's going on?

You're not really going to chuck everything

and move to some horrible, hot, bug-infested island

in the middle of nowhere and live on fish heads

for the rest of your life, are you?

Yes, I am.

Take me with you.

Please? Please? Please?

Okay, just forget it. All right?

I'm getting out of here.

This money's making everybody nuts.

Uh, so, mm, Brian...

I understand you're leaving.

Are you, um...?

going alone?

Oh, wow.

So, uh, Cochran, uh...

did you figure out your retirement plans yet?

What are you getting at, Roy?

Let me just lay it on the table for you.

You do that, and I'll have the cops here so fast.

What I mean is, Sandpiper is finished.

The business is dissolving, so is the partnership.

Now, you can wait around

for Beany and Cecil to put you out to pasture...

or you can save your own skin.

And just how would I do that?

Convince your bosses to sell out to me.

You do that, and I promise you

there will always be a home for you

at Aeromass.

Otherwise, there will just be a home for you.

Thank you. Yes, thank you.

(shrieks)

Antonio, guess what?

Don't tell me.

Good news?

That was Klaus Sternberg,

one of the top cellists in the world.

He was at my audition.

He said the only reason that I didn't get in

was the conductor gave the spot to his sister,

and he thinks I have so much promise

that he invited me to study with him in Vienna.

Vienna...

Oh, God.

I've got to go tell Joe.

Oh, God, Antonio, isn't this wonderful?

Congratulations.

Thank you, and...

and don't you worry.

I am sure your luck is going to change.

Is that some kind of rash?

Hey, Joe.

Hey.

What you doing?

Oh, nothing.

Just, uh, working on this ad for a new pilot.

"Thriving Nantucket commuter airline

"seeks experienced pilot

"willing to make long-term commitment.

Backstabbing ingrates need not apply."

Oh, that's nice.

So, you like strudel?

The first time I ate it

I went into anaphylactic shock.

I guess I must have been allergic

but, yeah, I guess I like it.

Good, 'cause I know a place

that you can get all the strudel...

How could Brian just ditch me like this?

It is so selfish.

Don't you think it's selfish?

Well, it's... it's "selfish."

Maybe he's thinking that a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity

just fell in his lap

and he'd be crazy not to take advantage of it.

What opportunity?

To drink pina coladas and work on his tan?

That is not an opportunity, Helen.

That's called a vacation.

And why are you taking his side?

I'm not.

It's just that sometimes people need changes

in their lives in order to grow.

Grow? What are you talking about?

He's going to go off to God knows where

and chase some dumb fantasy.

Where does that leave me?

Well, you could do the same thing.

You could go someplace new

like, um... oh, I don't know, the Danube?

I can't leave Sandpiper.

Come on, Helen, I've spent the last 13 years of my life

building this place up.

This is my life.

You know that.

Yeah, I... I guess I do.

Fay, have you got a minute?

I need to talk to you.

Uh...

you've been with me for a long time.

Uh-huh.

Well, uh...

loyalty is sort of a rare thing around here these days,

and when I see it, I want to reward it.

I am giving you five percent of Sandpiper.

Oh, stick it in your hat.

Do you think I don't know what's going on around here?

What are you talking about?

Well, the whole place is falling apart.

What you'd really like to do is fire me,

but you don't got the onions.

Oh, believe me, Fay, I got the onions.

All I'm trying to say

is that I want to reward you for your good work.

You mean you're not forcing me

into retirement?

It's not time for pills and pudding at the home?

Hey, I'm not a doctor.

All I'm saying is that you have a job here

for just as long as... as you can recognize me.

Oh, thank you... Joe.

Oh, Antonio, guess what?

I-I just got a piece of the business.

I now own a part of Sandpiper.

I have a wart.

Well, I... hear they're good luck in China.

Well, what do you think

the words "I'll be out in a minute" mean?

No, I thought you said, "Come in in a minute."

Now, why would I ask you to come in at all?

It's the men's room.

We don't need you in there.

Just tell me why you won't take me

on your trip with you.

Come on, I'm fun.

All right, look...

Listen, Casey, just forget it, okay?

Ain't going to happen.

I'll miss you.

What?

Nothing.

No-no-no-no-no, you just said something to me.

You said you'd miss me.

Oh, well...

I will.

I mean, who...?

who am I going to, you know, hang out with

or order Chinese food with

or rent a cheesy movie

when I don't have a date on a Saturday night with?

Forget it.

(mumbling): Okay, you can go.

What did you say?

Nothing.

No, you said I could go.

How did you hear that?

What are you, a bat?

Brian, did you mean it?

We leave Friday.

Oh, thank you so much!

You will never regret it.

I already regret it.

Of course you do, but no backsies.

Oh, Antonio.

Antonio, I am so excited.

Brian is taking me with him to the islands.

My cab just got swallowed by a sinkhole.

Hey, Antonio, how are you doing?

Are you okay?

I can't take it anymore.

Everybody's catching a break in this lousy place but me.

Brian and Casey are going "to the islands."

Fay's got a piece of the business.

Helen's going to Vienna to study the cello.

I just want to die.

Oh, wait, wait, back up there.

What was that about Helen and Vienna?

What? What?

I... I can't hear you.

Suddenly, I have a ringing in my ears.

Helen and Vienna!

Helen...

and Vienna!

Helen and Vienna!

It's no good! Wa-wa. Anything?

It's no good!

I can't hear any...

Oh, my God!

(garbling words): What's happening to me?

(crying)

Helen, are you crying?

No, I'm just peeling onions.

Honey, those are potatoes.

Then I'm crying.

Oh, hey, hey, what is all this about Vienna?

Antonio started to tell me, but he went deaf.

What?

It's not important.

Well, some famous teacher

heard me audition and invited me

to study with him for a year.

It's a chance of a lifetime, but who cares?

These damn potatoes.

Oh, come on, that is great.

That's fantastic.

I'm so proud of you.

I told you you were good.

What difference does it make?

We can't go to Vienna.

Can we?

Well...

Oh, what am I thinking?

I mean, who'd run Sandpiper?

Our lives are here.

Let's just forget about it, okay? No, no, wait.

No, wait, let's not just forget it.

Maybe there's a way to make this work out.

Really?

Like what?

Well, uh, uh... well, you...

you could go by yourself.

I mean, it's only a year.

Be apart from each other for a year?

We can't do that.

Yeah, you're right.

Although...

Who are we kidding?

This is not going to work.

Okay, wait, now, wait.

Just let's not give up on this yet.

Look, if you really want this,

then we'll find a way to make it work.

We'll get you another teacher.

We'll get you the best cellist on Nantucket.

I'm the best cellist on Nantucket.

Joe, I love you for trying,

but it's not going to happen.

And with Brian going,

if you left, Sandpiper would just fall apart.

It's okay.

Really, honey.

I have everything I want.

My life is fulfilling just like it is.

ROY: Hey, Chappel, my burger's lonely.

Where are them curly fries?

Coming, Roy.

I got to go.

Hey... Hackett,

you got a minute?

Sure, Roy. What do you want?

I want to make you a little proposition.

Now don't say no immediately.

Yeah, I'll sell you Sandpiper. It's all yours.

Please, Hackett, just hear... what?

If you want it, it's yours.

Oh-oh!

Oh, boy, there's something wrong with it, isn't there?

I'm going to get hurt, aren't I?

No, Roy, there's nothing wrong with it,

but with Brian leaving the island,

there's not going to be anybody around to run it.

Where are you going?

JOE: Hold on to your hat.

Helen and I are moving to Vienna.

Vienna...

Germany?

No, no, Roy, the other one.

The one in Austria.

Oh.

Helen's going to study cello there.

Oh!

And what are you going to do?

(chuckles): I don't know.

(chuckles): Then why are you going?

Well, all right...

let's see.

Um, all I've ever really wanted to do

is fly, right?

And I've gotten to do that a lot.

Well, now Helen has a chance

to do what she wants to do

and I'd like to give her that chance.

It's her turn.

I don't get it.

What's in it for you?

The satisfaction of giving the person

that I love most in the world... her dream.

If you don't want to tell me, that's fine.

Okay, I'll have the papers drawn up

in the morning, huh-ho.

Hey, Cochran, break's over.

Get your can back behind this counter.

You know, I like to think positive.

I believe every cloud has a silver lining.

Maybe Roy will keel over

and I'll like the new guy better.

All set?

All set. Ernie's loading up the bags now.

Listen...

this is a big deal

us moving halfway across the world.

I want you to know

if you want to back out now,

I swear to you, I'll understand.

Back out? Are you kidding me?

No, I'm really looking forward to getting to Austria.

You know, the more I think about it,

the more I am really looking forward

to just not knowing what I'm going to do tomorrow.

Really?

Yeah, I'm cool.

Or as they say in our new hometown,

"Ich bin cool."

Thank you, Joe.

Oh, Brian, thank you.

Thank you so much for everything.

Yeah. Yeah, it was nothing.

Nothing?!

You had my car hauled out of that sinkhole.

You paid for my dental work.

You held my hand

while I had my ear drained.

Thanks to you, I'm a new man.

I'm going to kiss you now.

Oh, no, no, no.

No, no, no.

I got to. I got to.

Oh, Casey, the flight's about to leave.

Where the hell have you been?

Oh, God, having the time of my life!

How often do you get to tell people

exactly what you think of them?

First, I told off my boss,

and then I hit the dry cleaners

a couple of restaurants, you know,

anybody who ever gave me a hard time,

and then I just sat in the park

for hours flipping off people at random.

Oh, that reminds me.

I have to go talk to Walter in the tower.

May I have your attention, please?

Aeromass announces the departure of flight 17 to New York

boarding through gate one.

I need a shower.

Okay, boys, come on.

Here we go.

It's time.

Time to tear down that lemonade stand

and put up a real business.

Yeah.

See ya.

All right.

Casey, let's go!

Okay, Hackett, come on.

Sign the paper.

We got a deal. Come on.

Funny, uh...

my hand doesn't seem to want to move.

No problem, I'll move the paper for you.

That's what I did

when mom didn't want to sign her will.

I can do it myself.

(laughing)

Uh, damn it!

Hey, hey! What's going on?!

Here... no!

We got a deal here. Not! Not!

We're not selling.

No deal.

Brian, what are you doing?

Go.

What?

I said "go."

I'll stay.

I'll run Sandpiper.

For a year.

One year.

When you come back, it'll be here.

Brian, you know you don't want to do this.

Look, just agree with me, okay?

And quickly.

I don't know how much resolve I have in me.

I don't understand why you're doing this.

Let's just say it's your turn.

Hmm, you know...

I just got a... taste of the satisfaction

that comes from personal sacrifice...

and it's pissing me off.

Fine. I didn't want your lousy plane anyway.

It's, it's, small and it's dinky,

and... it's just stupid.

Brian...

I love you.

You ready?

Mm-hmm.

Let's go.

Fay...

Oh, come on now, no time for good-byes.

You'll miss your flight.

I'm going to miss you.

Buddy. Oh, no, mister...

you're getting a kiss.

CASEY: Oh, and another thing, Walter--

that toupee?

It's a joke.

It looks like you're wearing a prune Danish on your head.

Oh!

Okay, let's get to the islands, mon.

Uh...

Casey, trip's off. I'm not going.

Yeah, right.

No, no, really.

Brian's going to stay and run Sandpiper.

But, but... but you can't do that.

I told off everyone on the island.

I quit my job.

What am I supposed to do for work?

Well, I happen to know where there's an opening.

Oh, God, no.

That's what I said on my first day,

but you get used to it.

Bye, Casey.

Bye, Casey.

So, uh...

guess I'll see you in a year.

Yeah, in a year.

Ready?

Let's do it.

FAY: Attention all passengers--

announcing the reopening of Sandpiper Air.

Our 8:00 p.m. flight to Hyannis Port

will be departing on schedule.