All language subtitles for The Love Boat s03e05 Reunion.eng

[Theme music]

Theme song: Love,
exciting and new.

Come aboard, we're
expecting you.

And love, life's sweetest
reward, let it flow.

It floats back to you.

The love boat soon will
be making another run.

The love boat promises
something for everyone.

Set a course for adventure, your
mind on a new romance, and love

won't hurt anymore.

It's an open smile
on a friendly shore.

It's love.

Welcome aboard, it's love.

Excuse me, sir.

Oh, yes, thank you.

Let's see.

We've covered all
the social events?

Yes, sir, I think so.

Yes.

Now, gopher, what about cabin
110 on the promenade deck?

Yes, sir, well the hole
in the ceiling is fixed.

But I recommend
that from here on,

we do not allow
passengers to bring

their trampolines on board.

Now, what about
Mr. and Mrs. Ferot?

Oh, we're getting great
coverage on the ferot story.

Look at that, huh?

Isn't that romantic?

You know, it
makes me feel good,

bringing together two people who
have been separated this long.

40 years?

I would have given up hope.

Oh, not Mrs. Ferot.

She just wouldn't believe
that her husband was dead.

Wouldn't it be
funny if she finally

gets together with the guy and
finds out she can't stand him?

Humor is important in life.

Well, I guess
that's about all.

Yes, sir.

Let's keep on our
toes this cruise.

As usual?

No.

This time, do it right.

Captain, new book?

Uh, yes.

Yes, I joined this book
club a few years ago.

You know, six
bestsellers for a dime?

And now you've got a library
of books you never wanted?

Right.

Last month's selection
was "starch, the history

of laundry in North America."

Isaac, look at this!

This guy is from your
hometown, Oakland!

No kidding?

Look!

Hey, dig this!

He was a high school
dropout, dishwasher,

farm hand, and a bartender.

And now, he's making millions.

Millions of dollars?

They're the best kind.

I could have been a writer.

I mean, all you gotta do is
sit down and write, right?

- Right.
- Right.

Right.

I could still be a writer.

I mean, how tough can it be?

Isaac Washington, author!

I'm going to the gift shop.

To get some paper and pencil?

No, a pipe!

And leather patches for my
tweed jacket, and an ascot.

And maybe even a monocle!

Yeah, a monocle.

Oh, boy.

Madame ferot, a few
questions, please.

Oh, yes, of course.

When did you see
your husband last?

1939.

Do you think
you'll recognize him?

It has been a long time.

You were childhood
sweethearts in France?

Yes.

How long were you
married before you

were separated by the war?

Over 8 months.

Do you still love him?

Oh, all these questions!

Fellas, fellas, please.

That's enough
for now, thank you.

Hello.

Is there anything that I
could possibly do-- oh.

Hey!

I know you!

You're, um-- you're, um--

herb groebecker.

No, no!

You're-- you're Devon king!

You're that TV star!

No, no, I'm herb
groebecker, the shoe salesman.

Are you sure?

Boy, you-- you
look just like him.

Yeah, I know.

I know.

A lot of people think so.

But he's a rich, famous TV star.

And me, well, I just
fit little old ladies

with orthopedic jogging shoes.

Incredible.

Well, not really.

You know, people of all
ages are jogging these days.

I'll see you.

Just a few more
minutes, Mrs. Ferot.

He'll be here.

Thank you.

We'll have you comfortable
in a short while.

Devon king?

Marla, you've waited
a long time for this.

Mrs. Ferot.

Gilbert?

Yes.

[Crowd exclaiming happily]

[Music playing]

You're Devon king, aren't you?

My sister and I never
miss your TV show!

I'm sorry, ma'am,
you've got the wrong guy.

Hello, Devon.

No.

I-- i-- hi.

You don't
recognize me, do you?

The way you get around,
I'm not surprised.

Marla sands.

We met at a disco party in
Beverly Hills about a year ago.

You said I had the most
beautiful eyes you'd ever seen.

Oh, you do.

You definitely do.

You also have the
most beautiful, um--

then why didn't you call
me as you said you would?

Well, you see, the
fact is, I'm not really--

you don't have to apologize.

But the least you could
do is take me to dinner.

You you don't understand, see.

You don't think
I'm worth dinner?

Oh, oh, oh!

Sure, you're worth dinner.

You're worth breakfast,
lunch, and dinner.

Maybe even a midnight snack.

Easy now, Devon.

One step at a time.

I'll meet you in the
dining room at 8:00.

8 o'clock, Devon.

Well, you see, the
thing is, I'm not really--

what the hell?

Why fight it.

Finished yet?

We thought you'd have
a sequel out by now.

Keep it up and both of you
are out of the dedication.

What kind of a book
is it going to be?

It's a western.

It's called "showdown
in a forgotten town."

Hey, that sounds great.

Here's how it starts.

"It was one of those
scorching hot days, the kind

you only get in Nebraska.

Dirk stood poised
in the stirrups,

overlooking the bleak
and desolate prairie."

I like it.

Keep going.

Oh, that's it so far.

That's it?

One sentence?

You'll never finish that book.

These things take time.

Now how long did it take you
to get through medical school?

Six months.

I only went to learn
bedside manners.

40 years.

I am not sure I would
have recognized you.

I would have
known you anywhere.

Remember this?

Oh, you still have it.

Yes.

Oh, how young I was.

And how beautiful
you still are.

I tried so
desperately to find you.

When Paris was
taken by the Nazis,

some friends sneaked me out
of the country to Denmark.

They hid me.

Then I came to live with a
family in the United States.

And after the war ended,
we all tried to find you.

But always, it came to nothing.

I searched for you until 1950.

Then I came to
the United States.

I'm a citizen now!

I, too.

You-- you never remarried?

No.

And you?

Oh, no.

No.

You were my husband.

You've always been my husband.

Deep in my heart, I
always knew that somehow,

some time, this day would come.

[Music playing]

Devon king, i'm
going to be the envy

of every woman on the ship with
you as my dinner companion.

Let them eat their hearts out.

Can we have a table
right in the middle,

where everyone can see us?

Everyone?

Mr. Groebecker, good evening.

I'll have a table for
you in a minute, sir.

Thank you.

Groebecker?

Yeah.

See--

I know.

You're traveling incognito.

You're sick of everyone
making a fuss over you.

Right!

Yeah.

One person is all I want
making a fuss over me.

Oh, Devon, you're fabulous!

But why did you have to pick
such a dopey name, groebecker?

Honestly.

Remember our wedding?

It was during the war.

Her father had saved
a bottle of champagne.

When the cork popped, all our
friends dived under the table.

They thought we
were being attacked!

[Music playing]

Gopher, doc!

Listen, how is this for a title?

"Passion under a
forgotten magnolia tree".

This still a western?

No, it's a romance.

Look, this is how it starts out.

"It was one of those
scorching hot days, the kind

you only get in Alabama.

Dirk stood poised
in the stirrups,

overlooking the bleak and
desolate Mississippi river."

Boy, that dirk
really gets around.

Wait a minute!

The Mississippi river doesn't
even run through Alabama.

I know that.

I didn't want to say Mississippi
twice in the same sentence.

Bad writing!

Go on.

Well, that's it.

That's as far as I've gotten.

I think you've got
a hit on your hands.

Oh.

Maybe I'm not cut out
for writing romance.

Hey, you know what kind
of a book I really like?

Science fiction.

[Making whistling Sci-Fi noises]

Yeah, think of
the movie sales!

A movie out of my book.

What a beautiful night
to follow a glorious day.

Yes.

When we get back, I want you
to make changes in my home.

It could use a woman touch.

Listen to me.

I keep talking and I
haven't even kissed you yet.

Florette, what is it?

Have I said something wrong?

No.

You said everything right.

I told you, it takes
time to make up 40 years.

We have no years to make up.

You are-- you are
not my husband.

[Music playing]

It seems that phony name
groebecker is getting around.

Nobody's bothering you.

Well, I was just tired
of all the ballyhoo.

Well, I know it's
a big bore to you,

but I think it's exciting.

You can't fool me
anymore, Mr. King.

I'm one of your biggest fans.

Now, I don't mean
to disturb you,

but would you mind
autographing these napkins

for me and my friends?

Mr. King wants to be--

wait a minute, listen.

These-- these are the
people who made me.

I mean, after all, what's
a couple of autographs?

[Whistling]

Sometimes I wish I was a nobody.

[Knock on door]

Come in.

I'm sorry.

How did you know?

I felt it from
the first, but I did

not want to admit it to myself.

Perhaps it was the eyes
or the touch of your hand.

But what I could not understand
was how you knew everything.

Who are you?

When I first
met your husband--

you knew him?

Yes, during the war.

We were in the same
concentration camp.

We became the
closest of friends.

The Germans didn't
treat him as badly

as me, because he
was in the army

and I was in the resistance.

He used to sneak food to me.

He would take care
of me when I was ill.

And when I thought I
couldn't go on anymore,

he was always there to
give me the will to live.

That is Gilbert.

And are the one he lived for.

He talked about you
constantly, until I

felt I knew you intimately.

And then, during the winter,
he got pneumonia and he died.

I'm sorry.

I'm terribly sorry.

And then?

He knew before
he died that I was

going to be executed very soon.

So he urged me to
take his identity.

It was my only
chance for survival.

Our coloring was the
same, our height.

The camp was crowded,
disorganized.

It worked.

So only his name lived.

After I was freed, I tried
to find you desperately,

to tell you about Gilbert.

But then, after so
many years, I gave up.

But you have
always kept the name.

It made life easier.

And once I came to america,
I had become Gilbert ferot.

But when they finally located
us and planned all this,

why did you not
tell them the truth?

I don't know.

Somehow, I thought--

I mean, I hoped you would
believe I was your Gilbert.

Forgive me.

It is strange.

He has been dead for 40 years.

But for me, he has just died.

Ah, nice to get
some fresh air.

My dance card has been
filled up all night.

Hey, guys.

Hello.

Hi.

Hi.

No luck?

Science fiction is a killer.

Mm.

Have you got a title yet?

Oh, yeah.

"Invasion from a
forgotten galaxy."

Ah!

I may have an opening
sentence for you.

"It was one of those hot
scorching days, the kind

you only get on the sun.

Kirk stood poised--"

dirk.

"Dirk stood poised in the
stirrups by the retro rockets,

overlooking the bleak and
desolate planet earth."

I'm not cutting it, am I?

Well, maybe you're
trying too hard.

You know, I always
heard that you should

write about things you know.

Yeah.

That way, I wouldn't
have to make anything up.

Right.

Oh.

Thanks, Julie.

You're a big help.

Sure.

Any time.

Write about what you know.

Why didn't I think of that?

Well, this is my cabin.

Devon, let's be honest.

Huh?

You're one of the most sought
after bachelors in Hollywood.

Everyone knows what a
fantastic lover you are.

Not everyone.

I know firsthand.

Well, you know, you-- you
meet an awful lot of people when

you're in the shoe business.

Shoe business?

Show business.

Show business.

And, well, to tell
you the truth,

I don't remember meeting you.

Oh, I remember the night
we met, even if you don't.

Well, listen,
about that night--

it was wonderful.

I know I'm just another one of
the countless, faceless women

who pass through your life, but
I never regretted what I did.

You're irresistible.

Well, maybe it's
some scent I give off.

I want you, Devon.

Just as I did then.

Do you have any aspirin?

But this time, I want
to mean something to you.

Oh, you do mean
something to me, Marla.

You really do.

But you see, what you
don't understand is--

that's why I think
we should wait.

Wait?

Yes.

Well, if you--
if you want to.

Good night, Devon.

I'll never get through
another day of this.

Thanks, Mrs. Collins.

I'll see you in the morning.

This is a big night for
you, my little love.

You don't know it,
but tomorrow, you're

going to meet your father.

Is there anything I can do?

Thank you.

I will be all right.

But we will have to
tell the captain.

I wanted to bring
you happiness.

Instead, I brought you pain.

Well, perhaps it is
better after all these years

to finally know the truth.

But in a way, I am sorry
your plan did not work.

[Music playing]

Hey, doc!

I finally figured
something to write about!

It hit me last night.

Now, what do I know
better than anything?

Oakland on $5 a day?

No.

The things that happen
on a cruise ship.

Hey, not bad.

Not bad at all.

That could even be
a television series.

Listen, I've already
finished the first 15 pages,

if you want to read them.

15 pages, that sure
beats 1 sentence.

Hey, "pacific passions"
by Isaac Washington.

That's a good title.

Ah, oh, yeah.

That's very good.

Very good!

[Laughing]

What was that?

What was that?

What was that?

You sure got gopher pegged.

"As usual, his mouth was moving
before his brain was grooving."

That's funny!

Well, it's not really gopher.

I mean, it's fiction.

Well, sure, of course.

Isaac, this doctor, this
fictional doctor, Dr. Bones.

Yeah?

Now, what does this mean?

"He's had more wives
than patients"?

What does that mean?

Well, it's kind of a
way of putting it, doc.

It's kind of like a joke.

Like a joke?

Yeah.

Isaac, would you mind if I
take this with me to my office?

I'd like to look it over
a little more carefully.

No, I wouldn't
mind at all, doc.

Go right ahead.

Oh, good.

Oh, fantastic!

Hey, uh, doc?

Huh?

Feel free to make notes.

Captain stubing (over
intercom): Good morning

and welcome to Mazatlan.

Land tours will be leaving from
the fiesta deck in 10 minutes.

You ever met a big
star before, sweetheart?

There you go.

I never realized how
demanding it is being a star!

Neither did I.

I don't feel like sharing
you with these people.

I wish we could
go off to Mazatlan

like two normal people.

Just for today, I wish
you weren't Devon king.

I wish you were a plumber.

That's close enough.

Captain stubing will
be here in a minute.

Thank you.

If there's anything
I can do to help?

No, thank you.

Ok.

I feel foolish.

So do I. It would have
been such a wonderful cruise.

Have you sailed before?

Oh, no.

There's never enough money
for luxuries like this.

What do you do?

Oh, I'm a schoolteacher.

My students all chipped in and
bought me these new outfits

I have been wearing.

They called it my trousseau.

Oh.

Oh, I am sorry.

I did not mean to hurt you.

Good morning!

Good morning.

Lovely day, isn't it?

Oh, before I forget,
some reporters are flying

into cabo San Lucas tomorrow.

They want your
permission to come

aboard and cover the ceremony
when you reaffirm your marriage

vows.

Well, don't tell me
you've forgotten.

We have everything scheduled
for first thing in the morning.

The minister is ready, and
apparently half the united

states is just waiting to see
you two on the front pages

of the newspapers.

So you wanted to see me?

No.

[Stammering] I mean, yes.

Yes.

You see, we thought--

captain, when you
reaffirm your marriage vows,

does the woman wear a veil?

I don't know.

Muskrat?

What kind of name is that
to give a human being?

Muskrat!

Wait till you get
to the good part.

Is this Janie mcguire
supposed to be me?

"Even a low down disaster
couldn't wipe the pert grin

from our Janie mcguire"?

That's-- that's not so bad.

But I mean, he makes me out
to be some bumbling clown.

And I'm the Don Juan
in the doctor's suit!

When was I ever pert?

Coming up.

Scrap.

Hey, what's happening?

Well, we're just
reading the first chapter

of "pacific passions."

What do you think?

I've never been so
insulted in my life.

Well, I'd tell you
how I feel, [whispering]

But I'm not speaking to you.

What's the matter with him?

Isaac, there's a
difference between writing

characters in a book and
making fools of your friends.

Now, possibly you might
be open to a few changes.

Personally, I think you have
the parts of Julie and gopher

down pat.

But the part of the doctor--
- wait a minute.

Wait a minute.

Would you ask Tolstoy to
change "war and peace"?

Haven't you ever heard
of artistic license?

The first amendment?

I'm fighting this all the
way to the supreme court!

Oh, that was wonderful.

I had a terrific time!

So did I. The best.

There's no business
like show business!

Boy, would I love to
sell her a pair of shoes

two sizes too small.

What?

Oh, nothing.

Marla?

You do care about me a
little bit, don't you, Devon?

Oh!

Oh, more than a little bit.

But Marla, there's something
I have to tell you.

I want you to come with me.

Marla--

shh!

[Baby cooing]

Yours?

Boy or girl?

Boy.

He's beautiful.

What's his name?

Devon.

That's a nice name, Devon.

Devon?

Mm-hmm.

That wouldn't just
happen to be a fantastic

coincidence, would it?

No.

I didn't think so.

Oh, boy.

Isaac, what's the matter?

You look like you
lost your best friend.

Maybe all of them.

Hm?

It's the book, sir.

Nobody wants me to write it.

Well, frankly,
science fiction--

no, this is a
book about the crew.

Oh, I see.

Hits a little too
close to home, huh?

Well, Isaac, no one ever said
a writer's life was easy.

You keep plugging away.

Hang in there.

Do what you have to do.

Be your own man.

And don't let
anyone dissuade you.

Thank you, gipper.

You know, you're the
only one who understands!

I hope you straightened him
out about this book business.

I encouraged him
to keep writing,

if that's what you mean.

Really?

You don't sound like the holy
terror of the high seas to me.

Holy terror?

I'm quoting your protege.

"Captain merring
has a reputation

for being the holy
terror of the high seas,

but I've seen inside
the real man--

pure marshmallow."

Marshmallow?

Pure.

Captain, I want
you to know I really

appreciate that pep talk.

Yes, well, Isaac,
about your book.

I'm not writing it anymore.

I'm typing it!

Much more professional.

Listen, all right,
I've thought about it.

Are you sure you want
to go through with this?

I mean, the vows and all?

Oh, yes.

I could not make a
fool out of the captain

after he has been so kind to us.

You're a good person.

But please understand
I do not like

what we are doing, taking sacred
vows without meaning them.

We'll do it for the captain.

And then when the spotlight
is no longer on us,

you'll go back to
your school and I'll

go back to my business.

Could we have some
white wine, please?

Oh, you never have told
me what you do for a living.

America's been good to me.

I manufacture a small piece
that is part of a locking device

for car doors.

Just one small piece?

Yes, that's all I make.

But it's in every
door of every car.

And I'm the only
one who makes it.

That is a very
large small piece.

What would you
do if they found

a way to do without that piece?

Nothing.

I would shoot myself.

Oh, your sense of humor.

[Music playing]

Excuse me.

Oh, hi, Mr. King.

I'm not Devon king,
I'm herb groebecker.

Oh, come on.

Let's not start that again, ok?

I mean, I do have a little
something going for me up here,

you know what I mean?

Here, look.

Herbert j. Groebecker.

But what about the
autographs and all that?

Oh, I did it because of Marla.

I mean, she's a kind
of girl herb groebecker

could never get near.

Now I think i'm
in love with her.

Good!

Bad.

She thinks I'm Devon king.

So show her your
driver's license.

I can't.

What, you can only show
it once a day or what?

She has my baby!

I mean, Devon's baby.

I mean, she thinks it's my baby.

If I tried to tell her
now I'm not Devon king,

she'd never believe me.

She'd think I was trying
to get out of something.

Oh, yeah.

Ok, well, what would you do
if you really were Devon king?

I'd marry her.

Ok, well, then, what would
you do if she knew that you

were Herbert groebecker?

I'd marry her.

Hey, yeah, yeah!

I'll ask her to marry
me as Devon king,

and then I'll tell her
I'm herb groebecker.

Hey, thanks, gopher!

Don't mention it.

He doesn't fool me.

That's not herb groebecker,
that's Devon king.

Right, gopher?

Gopher?

My name is muskrat.

I think the salt air
shrinks their brains.

[Disco music playing]

Can't we just make Isaac stop?

I mean, what if somebody
else reads his book?

I'm never going to be able
to show my face again!

Especially your perky smile.

Actually, Isaac's
well within his rights.

Yeah, sure.

So we end up looking
like the three stooges.

I'm not going to ask him
for an autographed copy.

You know, if that's
the way Isaac sees us,

then maybe that's the
way Isaac should see us.

Hi, Julie.

Are you still sore at me?

Oh, Isaac!

Sweetie, honey, doll face,
don't be a silly Millie!

Say what?

Oh, by the by, could I have
two of those tasty, tangy,

terrific tequilas you pour?

It's for that pert
little couple over there.

Julie, it's just a book.

Of course it was-y.

Well, I got to go now.

Huggy, kissy, huggy, kissy!

Julie is acting weird.

Oh, well, it's nothing new.

Oh!

Oh!

[Inaudible] Oh, no,
whoa, let me help.

Oh, what a-- [inaudible]

Well, they're
acting just like kids!

Rotten kids.

Callow, unthinking, immature.

That's exactly what
I was thinking, doc.

In fact--
- excuse me.

I can't talk to you
now, Isaac, not with all

these beautiful women around.

Make yourself a drink.

Give yourself a
professional discount.

I wonder if Harold
Robbins has to put

up with this sort of thing.

This ship reminds
me of California,

full of young people.

Present company excluded.

Oh?

What do you like best
about living in California?

Ah, that's easy.

My garden.

Flowers 12 months a year.

How lucky for you.

Not in Minnesota.

My favorites are
the morning glories.

I have a trellis
covered with them.

Do you know that at night,
they actually close up

and go to sleep.

Sometimes in the morning,
I go out at sunrise

just to watch them awaken.

It's like being born every day.

It takes a sensitive
man to appreciate flowers.

Excuse me.

Do you know what I just
heard about you two?

I've heard that
neither of you has

danced with any other person
for the entire cruise.

Now will you give her up?

Well, I'll wait
for you on deck.

Thank you.

Mrs. Ferot, to watch
you two warms my heart.

It's rare to see so much love.

Hi, Marla.

Oh, hello.

What have you been up to?

Oh, drinking, thinking.

Or maybe it was the
other way around.

So what do you think?

Well, I want to marry you.

What?

I love you and I
want to marry you.

But--

look, do you love me?

I mean me, not-- not my name
or how famous you think I am.

But do you love the guy you
want into Mazatlan with?

Yes.

But that's what
makes it so awful.

Awful?

That you love me is awful?

I lied to you.

The child isn't yours, Devon.

Yeah, I know.

You know?

What do you mean?

Wait a second.

What do you mean?

I never met you at any party.

You had never seen me
before in your life.

I'm a woman with a baby
who doesn't have a father.

I was scared.

I was desperate.

And when I saw you, a
rich, successful bachelor,

I thought--

I scraped together every last
dime I had to take this cruise

just to meet someone like you.

I want the best
for Andrew, things

I can't afford to give him.

A good home, good schools.

I think even a shoe
salesman can manage that.

Shoe salesman?

Who happens to
look like Devon king?

Oh!

Oh!

I promise you one thing.

Andrew's going to have
all the damn booties

he can ever possibly wear.

I have something to say.

I got the point from that
act the three of you put on.

And it's obvious you don't
want me to write a book.

We don't mind
you writing a book.

It's this book.

Whatever.

If having a bestseller means
losing my best friends,

I guess I'll have
to be satisfied

just being a bartender.

Oh!

What a dumb idea that was.

It was my idea and I
feel about this tall.

I'll be your date if you don't
mind going with a shorter man.

[Music playing]

Uh, can we talk to you?

Sure.

About your book--

listen, I already
told you guys,

I'm not writing it anymore.

Isaac, that isn't
what we wanted.

Well, what do you want?

I guess what everybody
wants, to be portrayed

better than they really are.

Sure.

Even a partial truth hurts.

What we're trying to
say is we apologize.

We have no right to interfere.

In fact, we want
you to keep on going.

You mean it?

Uh-huh.

Honest?

Oh!

Oh, hey, from now on, these
characters are going to be

like you guys really are--

fantastic!

Uh-oh, I just
remembered something.

Captain stubing.

Don't worry about him.

He's a marshmallow.

Sir.

I believe this belongs to you.

Oh, my book!

I don't know what to say.

Just remember one thing.

When they make this into a
movie, Robert redford plays me.

Sir.

They'll be coming
in here, stopping.

The rest is up to you.

Good luck.

You ready?

Here they come!

Feels so deceitful!

But it is far too
late to back out now.

Yes.

Captain, oh, she
looks beautiful!

Come on, darling.

When this is over, we
go back to California

and we will be married properly.

Perhaps in my garden, under
a trellis of morning glories.

At sunrise?

At sunrise.

Excuse me, Mr.
ferot, but I think

you should wait until after
the ceremony to kiss the bride.

I'm just practicing!

[Music playing]

Uh-oh.

What are you doing?

I'm not signing another
autograph as long as I live.

Look!

It's Woody Allen!

How was it, Mr. Ferot?

Couldn't have been better!

A marvelous ship, a wonderful
captain, and a perfect mate.

Which wedding was
better, Mrs. Ferot?

This one or the
one 40 years ago?

Oh, I could not possibly say.

All I know is they were the
two happiest events of my life.

Goodbye, captain,
and thank you again.

Goodbye.
Good luck.

Oh, thank you, captain.

Of course, once I got
out of medical school,

things really started to change.

First, I joined the Navy.

Isaac, hey!

Listen, I just jotted down some
of the really funny things that

have happened to me, you know?

Here.

Here you go.

Wow, it goes for 38 pages?

Yeah.

And those are just the
really funny things.

Isaac?

I thought of something to
help you with your book.

I don't usually do this,
but this is my diary.

Oh, wow.

Wait a minute, you guys.

Wait just a minute.

I'm just starting
out as a writer.

I don't think I'm ready
for a collaboration.

Isaac's right.

We should give him a chance
to be alone with his muse.

- Right.
- Sorry, Isaac.

Sorry.

Too pushy.

No, no, it's--

it's-- it's wonderful.

Hey, don't forget the
story on page seven.

It's about the time
I wore a chicken

suit to my college graduation.

Well, I see they're
finally allowing

you to be your own man.

Yes, sir.

Good, good.

Did I ever tell you that
I was in the south pacific

during the big war?

Uh, no, sir.

It was one of those scorching
hot days, the kind you

only get in the south pacific.

And there I was, facing a
wolf pack of submarines.

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