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Well, for my part I would just like to say...

that as the new guy taking over for you...

I hope I can fill your shoes...

because from the looks of the people here...

and what they think about you they seem awfully big.

As most of you know I just moved here recently...

from Des Moines with my wife Patty here...

and Kimberly our 14 month old...

and you all have made us feel so welcome.

Warren, I want you to feel just as welcome...

to drop by the office to visit any time you want.

As we've been discussing the last couple of weeks...

I might have some questions about our various products...

like the universal life policy we're launching next month.

And...

Anyway, here's to you, Warren.

Warren...

how do you feel about these young punks taking our jobs?

Seems like some kind of conspiracy to me.

I've known Warren here...

probably longer than most of you have been alive.

Warren and I go way back...

way back...

to the horse and buggy days at Woodmen.

But that's ancient history.

Anyway, I know something about retirement...

and what I want to say to you out loud, Warren...

so all these young hotshots can hear...

is that all those gifts over there...

don't mean a Goddamn thing.

And this dinner doesn't mean a Goddamn thing.

And the Social Security and pension...

don't mean a Goddamn thing.

None of these superficialities mean a Goddamn thing.

What means something...

what really means something Warren...

is the knowledge that you devoted your life...

to something meaningful...

to being productive and working for a fine company...

Hell, one of the top rated insurance carriers...

in the nation...

to raising a fine family to building a fine home...

to being respected by your community...

to having wonderful lasting friendships.

At the end of his career...

if a man can look back and say "I did it. I did my job"...

then he can retire in glory and enjoy riches...

far beyond the monetary kind.

So, all of you young people here...

take a good look at a very rich man.

I love you, buddy.

I'll be right back.

Good evening.

Vodka gimlet, please. Coming right up.

Hello?

Hi, honey.

Yeah, we just got in.

We just walked in the door.

Yeah, he is. Just a minute.

Warren. Get on the phone. It's Jeannie.

Jeannie? How you doing?

It went just fine, yeah. Nice event.

I know, but don't give it another thought.

You've got bigger fish to fry.

I know, but we'll see you out there real soon anyway.

What?

Did I get the robe?

Yes. That was quite an item.

You sure went overboard.

From you and Randall. I see.

Well, thank you both.

It's sure going to come in handy now.

You betcha.

OK.

Yeah. Bye, now.

Did you thank Randall?

I did. What'd he say?

I just told Jeannie.

You didn't thank him personally?

No. Why not?

He didn't come to the phone.

Why not?

I don't know. He didn't come to the phone.

You should have asked for him. You should make an effort.

He'll be your son in law and you hardly know him.

I know him well enough.

I wish you'd try to be more positive.

She's lucky to have him.

Yeah.

My father didn't think so much of you at first.

Yeah.

Where to, mister?

Looks like you need a ride.

Yeah.

Surprise!

I thought it'd be fun to have breakfast in here today...

see what it'll be like.

Fine.

Isn't this fun?

Well... sort of gives us a rough idea.

We're going to have a lot of good times in here.

Yeah.

Here's to a whole new chapter.

...Angela Lansbury for childreach...

and we need people who want to help.

Throughout the world in many of the poorest countries...

there is a organization called childreach...

that is making a profound difference...

in the lives of children just like these.

For just $22 a month...

just 72 cents a day...

you can become a childreach sponsor...

and not only personally touch the life...

of a needy boy or girl overseas...

but also help the child's family and community.

Think of it... just $22 a month...

and a little girl like this will never feel the agony...

of dysentery from dirty water.

A child like this will be able to go to school...

to learn and grow.

I'm so glad you've watched...

but now that you have what are you going to do?

No, pity and guilt won't help.

The answer is childreach...

for a needy child, family and community overseas.

I'm glad that you're glad.

Right.

No, no you're buttering me up now.

I can't take all the credit for that.

No. No. I did use a calculator.

That's my motto.

All righty. Bye bye.

Hey! There he is!

What do you say, partner?

Pretty good. How are you doing?

Not too shabby.

I see you're all moved in.

Oh, yeah.

What brings you by this neck of the woods?

I was just driving by. I thought I'd pop up...

and see what kind of trouble you've been getting into.

You know, keeping busy.

I wanted to make sure you didn't have any questions...

about those pre teen mortality risk models I was working on.

They seem pretty straightforward at first...

No, no. I've got a pretty good handle on things.

You did a super job of handing everything over.

Just super. Smooth sailing all the way.

I have been concerned about some of those items...

that I walked you through slipping through the cracks.

It's been nagging at me.

Nope.

A business degree from Drake ought to be worth something.

Yeah.

Oh, boy. If anything bubbles to the surface, Warren...

I'll give you a holler. You can bet on that.

OK.

I got to get to a meeting out west.

You want to take the elevator down with me?

OK. Sure.

Great. Great to see you. Looking good!

Thank you. You been working out?

Hi.

How'd it go at the office?

Oh, fine. Good thing I stopped by.

He needed my help with a couple of loose ends.

That's wonderful.

Dear Ndugu...

My name is Warren R. Schmidt...

and I'm your new foster father.

Let's see. Personal information.

All right.

I live in Omaha, Nebraska.

My older brother Harry lives in Roanoke, Virginia...

with his wife Estelle.

Harry lost a leg two years ago to diabetes.

I am 66 years old and recently retired...

as Assistant Vice President and Actuary...

at Woodmen of the World Insurance company.

Goddamn it if they didn't replace me with some kid who...

So maybe he's got a little theory under his belt...

and can plug a few numbers into a computer...

but I could tell right off he doesn't know a damn thing...

about genuine real world risk assessment...

or managing a department for that matter...

little cocky bastard!

Anyway...

sixty six must sound pretty old to a young fellow like yourself.

The truth is it sounds pretty old to me, too.

Because when I look in the mirror...

and see the wrinkles around my eyes...

and the sagging skin on my neck...

and the hair in my ears and the veins on my ankles...

I can't believe it's really me.

When I was a kid...

I used to think that maybe I was special...

that somehow Destiny would tap me to be a great man...

not like Henry Ford or Walt Disney...

or somebody like that...

but somebody, you know semi important.

I got a degree in Business and Statistics...

and was planning to start my own business some day...

build it up into a big corporation...

Watch it go public you know...

maybe make the Fortune 500.

I was gonna be one of those guys you read about.

But somehow...

it just didn't work out that way.

Remember, I had a top notch job at Woodmen...

and a family to support.

I couldn't exactly put their security at risk.

Helen... that's my wife...

she wouldn't have allowed it.

But what about my family you might ask.

What about my wife and daughter?

Don't they give me all the pride and satisfaction...

I could ever want?

Helen and I have been married 42 years.

Lately, every night...

I find myself asking the same question...

Who is this old woman who lives in my house?

Why is it that every thing she does irritates me?

Like the way she gets the keys out of her purse...

long before we reach the car...

and how she throws money away on her ridiculous collections.

And tossing out perfectly good food...

just because the expiration date has passed.

And her obsession...

her obsession with trying new restaurants.

Seafood buffet. Let's go there Sunday.

And the way she cuts me off when I try to speak.

And she seats the people who came in behind us.

The thing that happened... I wouldn't mind it...

I hate the way she sits and the way she smells.

For years now...

she has insisted that I sit when I urinate.

My promise to lift the seat and wipe the rim...

and put the seat back down wasn't good enough for her.

No!

But then there's Jeannie.

She's our only. I'll bet she'd like you.

She gets a big kick out of different languages...

and cultures and so forth.

She used to get by pretty good in German.

She'll always be my little girl.

She lives out in Denver...

so we don't get to see her much anymore.

We stay in touch by phone every couple of weeks...

and she comes out for the holidays sometimes...

but not as often as we'd like.

She has a position of some responsibility out there...

with a high tech computer outfit...

so it's very hard for her to break away.

Recently, she got engaged...

so I suppose we'll be seeing even less of her now.

The fellow's name is Randall Hertzel.

He's got a sales job of some sort.

Maybe Jeannie is a little past her prime...

but she could have done a heck of a lot better.

This guy's not up to snuff if you ask me...

not for my little girl.

I'll close now and get this in the mail.

Here I am rambling on and on...

and you probably want to cash that cheque...

and get yourself something to eat.

So, take it easy...

and best of luck with all your endeavours.

Yours very truly Warren Schmidt.

Honey?

I'm going out to mail a letter. Do you need anything?

No. Don't dilly dally.

And I have been doing some research reading on this.

I actually looked at a couple pieces of video...

and it just amazes me. The Liberals in the media...

continue to look for a dark lining here...

in a silver cloud. Have you noticed...

What can I get for you?

I'll have a Blizzard with vanilla ice cream.

What would you like in it?

I'll have some...

Reese's Pieces and some cookie Dough.

What size? Medium.

Medium? OK.

Helen?

Helen!

What's the matter?

Honey? Helen?

Wake up, honey. Wake up.

Honey. Oh, Helen.

Oh, my God!

Before we go any further Warren...

I want to go over some of the expenses with you.

We itemize all of our charges...

and break them down into different categories.

Our professional services our embalming...

and other preparation of the body...

those figures would total up to about $ 1550.

Then for the use of facilities equipment and staff...

for the visitation and the funeral service...

In addition to that we have some other expenses...

out at the cemetery of charges totalling about 1500.

In addition to that we also have the casket.

These total up to about 2 700.

Finally, for the use of our automobile...

and a total of services that'll be about $430.

Do you have any questions about that?

What if I drive myself?

I want to tell you about anger.

Anger's OK.

God can handle it if we're angry at him.

And I'll tell you why.

Nine years ago...

You OK, honey?

No man dieth to himself...

for if we live...

we live unto the Lord...

and if we die we die unto the Lord.

We'll miss Helen so much. She was the greatest woman.

Just the sweetest, warmest most wonderful woman.

I know, I know.

We're praying for you, Warren.

If there's anything you need call us, OK?

OK. OK.

Really, now. All right. Yeah. Yeah.

I can't believe it, Warren. I still can't believe it.

I know, Ray, I know.

She was just...

She was too young.

She was just so...

I know, Ray.

Thank you. You're a good friend, Ray.

Take care of yourself, Warren.

You, too, Ray. Thanks for everything.

You bet. We'll see you real soon.

Nice of people to bring all this food.

All these cold cuts...

There's going to be a lot of leftovers.

Oh, Dad.

I know, Jeannie.

She was a very special lady.

I, for one am really gonna miss her.

I miss her already.

I know we all do.

Let's drink to her.

Here's to Helen.

They broke the mould.

They broke the mould.

Helen... we love you.

We miss you.

We always will.

How you doing? You doing OK?

Fine.

You sure?

Yeah.

It must be really tough.

I remember when my aunt died.

It was so unreal. It was the Fourth of July.

I'll never forget it.

So, listen, Warren...

I know now is not the time to talk about it...

but if before we leave you take a few minutes...

to get your mind off all of this craziness...

there's something real important I want to talk to you about.

What's that?

It's an investment opportunity.

It's really ex citing...

and I want to get you in on the ground floor.

It's not a pyramid scheme.

A lot of people think it's a pyramid scheme...

but it's not.

It's almost guaranteed you can double your money...

maybe even triple it in the first year alone.

The thing is, Warren...

I'm not going to be selling waterbeds forever.

I got plans.

We haven't had much chance to talk about it...

but I got a pretty good business head on me...

and I've been going to a lot of seminars...

and listening to a lot of tapes.

Mayonnaise or mustard? I like both.

And don't toast the bread too much.

I don't like my bread very toasted.

And I'll have some barbecue potato chips.

Not the plain ones those are your mother's.

The barbecue ones are mine.

You and Randall can take those plain ones.

They'll just go to waste. I won't eat them.

Maybe you can eat them on the plane.

Fine.

It's so good to see you.

I wish you didn't have to get back so soon.

Can't you take a few days more?

Couldn't you talk to them at work?

They'd understand.

Heck...

who's gonna take care of me?

Here's your sandwich.

Wonderful. Just wonderful.

Dad, you have to get used to taking care of yourself now.

I know, I know.

You might have to hire a maid.

A maid? No. I'll be all right.

I don't need the extra expense.

At least for a few weeks while you're dealing with this.

That's why I'm asking you to stay and help me out.

Dad, I told you.

I wish I could but I can't.

I've got too much going on.

Even if I could get more time off...

I've got the wedding.

That's a full time job all its own.

Now that you mention it honey...

I think you should consider postponing it.

Postpone the wedding?

We can't do that. It's all set.

I'm just saying you might want to take this opportunity...

to rethink things, that's all.

But everyone's invited and RSVP'd.

They'd understand.

Out of respect for your mother.

She would have approved.

Mom wouldn't want us to change anything.

The thing is, Jeannie...

your mother and I spoke a number of times...

very seriously about you and Randall.

And what did she say?

Just that she loved you...

and she wanted you to be very happy...

and maybe this thing with Randall...

She just wanted to be sure...

you weren't going to have any regrets.

So you might want to keep your options open.

But she helped us pick the date.

And I was on the phone with her almost every day...

planning it and ordering things.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Mom wouldn't want us to change it at all.

All right! Have it your way.

You know best you and your mother.

Good sandwich.

Dad?

Why did you get such a cheap casket?

What?

I could tell you got the cheapest casket.

Everybody could.

That is not true.

I specifically did not choose...

as you say the cheapest casket.

There was one less expensive...

which they showed me and I refused it.

You mean a pine box?

I don't remember what it was.

She waited on you hand and foot.

Couldn't you have splurged on her just once?

What are you talking about?

What about the Winnebago out there?

That's an expensive vehicle.

I didn't want to get it but I did.

That was completely your mother's idea.

She had to pay for half of it.

She had to sell some of her stock to pay for it.

That was her decision.

I was willing to go as far as the Mini Winni...

but she had to have the Adventurer.

She wanted the whole shebang.

What was I supposed to do? It was her money.

No, you can't call me to task on that one.

No, sir.

Jeannie!

In here, Randall.

Where? In here!

There you are.

30 minute warning. You better get packed.

Randall, did you tell Dad about that book?

That's right, I forgot.

Warren have you ever read...

"When Bad Things Happen to Good People"?

No. It's really amazing.

It really helped me out when my aunt died.

You should read it.

When me and Jeannie get back to Denver...

I'll send you my copy.

The workbook, too. I did most of the exercises...

but you can write your answers in next to mine.

Final boarding call for Midwest Express...

Flight 420 to Denver, colorado.

So long, Randall.

You'll be in our prayers.

And I'll call you about that thing.

Thank you.

Well, Jeannie...

Take care of yourself, Dad.

That's a good one.

It's gonna be a really great shot.

Yeah, very cool.

I got the plane in the background, too.

Bye, Dad. So long, Jeannie.

See you in a few weeks, OK?

OK.

Bye, Warren. You take care.

Dear Ndugu...

I hope you're sitting down...

because I'm afraid I've got some bad news.

Since I last wrote to you...

my wife Helen your foster mother...

passed away very suddenly from a blood clot in her brain.

The services were lovely and very well attended.

Jeannie came in from Denver with her friend...

and folks drove up from as far away as Des Moines and Wichita.

It was a very moving tribute any way you look at it.

I wish you could've been there.

But now that all the ex citement is over...

and the smoke has cleared...

it's just me and my thoughts...

knocking around in this big old house.

I believe I mentioned in my previous letter...

that I was an actuary...

at Woodmen of the World Insurance company.

If I'm given a man's age race, profession...

place of residence...

marital status and medical history...

I can calculate with great probability...

how long that man will live.

In my own case now that my wife has died...

there is a 73�/� chance I will die within 9 years...

provided that I do not remarry.

All I know is...

I've got to make the best of whatever time I have left.

Life is short, Ndugu...

and I can't afford to waste another minute.

There's nothing like a hot bath when you're happy.

As long as you're with the right person.

I love you so much.

I love you, too.

I love being able to say that.

Now, I don't want to kid you.

Adjusting to life without Helen has been quite a challenge.

But I think you'd be proud of me.

Yep, this house is under new management...

but you'd never know the difference.

Sure, sometimes I can be a tad forgetful...

and miss a meal or two...

but I guess that's hardly worth mentioning...

to someone in your situation.

Helen wouldn't want me sitting around...

wallowing in self pity... no, siree, Bob.

She'd tell me to shape up or ship out.

So I try to get out as much as I can...

try to stay active stick to my routine.

That's very important in the face of big changes in life.

Sure, I'm not quite the cook Helen was...

but I remember a trick or two from my bachelor days.

It's a lot of work keeping a household together...

and I suppose eventually I'll sell the place...

and move to a little condo... less upkeep and so forth.

But for now I'm getting by just fine.

It occurred to me that in my last letter...

I might have misspoken and used some negative language...

in reference to my late wife.

But you have to understand...

I was under a lot of pressure following my retirement.

I'm not going to lie to you, Ndugu.

It's been a rough few weeks.

And I've been pretty you know...

broken up from time to time.

I miss her.

I miss my Helen.

I guess I just didn't know how lucky I was...

to have a wife like Helen until she was gone.

Remember that, young man.

You've got to appreciate what you have...

while you still have it.

Jesus, you scared me. What are you doing here?

I thought you might want these back.

Jesus.

That was so long ago, Warren.

It's 25, 30 years.

I mean... Jesus.

I never thought... She kept these?

I can't believe she kept these.

God!

Stop! Stop hitting me!

Let's talk about this.

You were my friend.

It was all a big mistake.

You went up to Frisco and things started up...

and we just got out of hand that's all.

I'm sorry!

You have reached Moondog Electronics.

If you know your party's extension...

Shipping and receiving this is Jeannie.

Jeannie? It's Dad. How are you?

I'm totally swamped, Dad. What's up?

I have a big surprise for you.

Guess what? What?

I'm on the road.

I'm on my way out to see you.

Right now I'm just outside Grand Island.

Dad, what are you talking about?

Jeannie...

I've been thinking about things and how much you mean to me...

and how little time you and I have spent together...

these last few years and all of a sudden...

I realized what the heck am I doing in Omaha...

when you're out there and I could be with you?

We should be together.

Wait. You're coming now?

If I drive straight through I'll be there for supper.

Gosh, I don't think so, Dad.

This is not a good idea.

Sure, it is.

Don't tell me you couldn't use a little extra help...

with all those wedding arrangements.

I'll take the burden off.

The thing is, Dad Roberta and I and Jill...

we've pretty much got everything under control.

Use the bubble wrap. It's too big.

It's such a nice offer but let's stick to the plan.

Get here a day or two before the wedding, like we said.

I assume you won't object to me sending any more cheques.

Jesus, Dad I do not have time for this.

Call me when you get home. OK?

Fine. Bye, Jeannie.

Bye, Dad.

Dear Ndugu, how are you?

I'm fine.

A week or so ago...

I decided to take a little road trip...

on my way to Jeannie's wedding out in Denver.

Jeannie begged me to come out early...

and help her with the arrangements...

but I told her I needed some time to myself.

I've decided to visit some places...

I haven't been to in a long time.

So much has happened in my life...

that I can't seem to remember.

Whole sections of my life that are just gone.

So, you might say I've been trying...

to clear a few cobwebs from my memory.

My first stop was none other than Holdrege, Nebraska.

I thought it'd be enlightening to visit the house...

where I was born 67 years ago next April.

We moved away from Holdrege...

when I was not much older than you...

and I've often wondered...

what our old house would be like today.

Funny, I never forgot the address...

12 Locust Avenue.

Yes, sir. 12 Locust Avenue.

Can I help you, sir?

No, thanks. I'm just looking around.

I used to live here.

Here in the store?

Yep. My childhood home was right on this spot.

In fact...

the bedroom would have been right about here.

The living room over here and the dining...

Well, that was a long time ago.

Before you were born.

Warren! Warren!

Hey, Mom!

Mommy loves you, Warren. Yes, she does.

Happy birthday, Warren!

You're not gonna believe this...

but we used to have a tyre swing right out front here.

An awful lot had changed since my day...

but it was still good to be home again.

Very good, indeed.

Next stop... Lawrence, Kansas...

where I paid a visit to my old alma mater, K. U.

I hadn't been there in years and years...

and now seemed like the perfect time to stop by.

I even managed to hook up with some kids...

at my old fraternity Beta Sigma Epsilon.

Hence, the company motto...

"As a Woodman clears the way."

Well, Ndugu I highly recommend...

that you pledge a fraternity when you go to college.

After that little walk down memory lane...

it was tourist time for yours truly.

I made my way back to Nebraska and stopped in...

at the custer county Historical Museum in Broken Bow

to see their fine collection of arrowheads.

Later that same day...

I happened to meet a real Indian...

or Native American...

as they like to be called nowadays.

We had a nice chat about the history of the area...

and he really opened my eyes.

Those people got a raw deal...

just a raw deal.

Next stop...

Buffalo Bill cody's house in North Platte.

What a remarkable man.

You can read about him in the enclosed pamphlet.

I pull the Adventurer over whenever I feel like...

stretching my legs taking in a local sight...

or browsing for antiques.

The other day, for example at an antique store in cozad...

I came across a fine collection of rare Hummels.

I guess I never really appreciated...

how exquisitely crafted they are.

Each one comes with its own certificate of authenticity.

Helen loved Hummels.

Ahoy there.

Yes?

I said "ahoy."

Well, "ahoy" yourself.

John Rusk Eau claire, Wisconsin.

Warren Schmidt, Omaha.

I hope I'm not disturbing you...

but I couldn't help noticing you got a new Adventurer.

That's right. 35 footer?

That's right.

What a beauty. Man, oh, man.

I'm pretty happy with it.

Permission to step aboard captain?

How's that?

Can I take a look inside?

Oh! Sure, help yourself.

Thank you.

Oh, yeah, jeez.

Look at all this room.

These pop outs really make a difference.

Yep.

You keep a mighty clean galley, mister.

I've only been on the road a week.

You're kidding. This is your maiden voyage?

Yeah.

And you're travelling solo? That's right.

Holy christ come over for dinner.

We gotta celebrate. My Vicki's one heck of a cook.

If you're free, of course.

I'll have to check my schedule.

Ahoy there.

Ahoy!

Get yourself up here.

I'm Vicki Rusk.

Warren Schmidt.

John was so ex cited to meet you.

Gosh, you shouldn't have.

Smells delish.

I hope you like beef stew. Yeah.

There he is!

How are you?

Good, good. Can I take your jacket?

Sure. Yep.

There we go.

Is something burning? Huh?

No, no, no. I just lit a couple of matches.

Shall we adjourn to the living room?

You're almost done? Just about.

Warren brought us beer.

Thank you, Warren.

Here, have a seat.

All right.

Right there. Take that one there.

So...

What do you do back in Eau claire?

My brother and I have a little shoe store.

It's a Famous Footwear.

And, well people will always need shoes.

Vicki, here she's an occupational therapist.

So that's our day job you might say.

How about yourself?

I was in the insurance game but I'm retired now.

OK, boys, dinner is served.

This is a couple we met in Kansas.

Remember I was telling you about the guy with the wooden leg?

But we loved them.

We spent a whole weekend with them out in Kansas.

This is Roger and Denise and their daughters.

Denise is your oldest?

She's the middle one. They live out in Delaware.

And these little cuties are Katie and Sloan.

A girl named "Sloan."

I never heard that one before.

Neither had we.

Do you have any pictures of your daughter with you?

No. Not on me.

I don't, no.

Nothing in your wallet?

Well...

I might have one of George Washington.

Or Abraham Lincoln.

Who?

Hey, easy.

We're a little low on truth serum.

If I go get another six pack will you guys be OK?

Yes! Oh, yeah.

Abraham Lincoln.

Back in a flash.

Not bad, huh? I like that.

"Who?"

Here's the little cart we got them for christmas.

Is that cute? That's darling.

Those adorable little dresses.

And these are their christening dresses.

That's quite a family you got there.

You and John are very lucky.

I know. We really are.

Yep.

Warren...

would you mind if I made an observation?

Sure.

Well...

you put a pretty good face on things...

considering everything you've been through lately.

I know I've just met you...

but I have good instincts about people...

and the feeling that I get from you...

is that despite your good attitude...

and your positive outlook...

I think inside you're a sad man.

Well...

it does take quite an adjustment when you lose a spouse.

It's something more than that.

I see something more than grief and loss in you...

something deeper.

Like what?

I just met you, but...

my guess is anger.

Anger and, I don't know maybe fear...

Ioneliness...

Well...

I am kind of lonely.

See, there, I knew it.

Can I tell you something?

I'm listening.

I've only known you for an hour or so...

and yet...

I feel like you understand me...

better than my wife Helen ever did...

even after 42 years of marriage.

Forty two years.

Maybe if I'd met someone like you earlier...

Oh, you sad man.

You sad, sad man.

You sad man.

Get off me! Are you insane?

God, what is wrong with you?

I don't know what kind of ideas you got...

but you better go right now!

I'm sorry. No, no! Go!

I'm sorry. I don't care about sorry!

I didn't mean to... Go!

Can I have my jacket?

Christ!

Go!

Ray? It's Warren.

I know we separated on a bit of a sour note...

but I just thought I should call and tell you...

that I've been doing some thinking...

and some soul searching...

and, well...

I just wanted to tell you that I'm willing...

to talk about this because of all the things...

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Helen?

What did you really think of me?

Deep in your heart.

Was I really the man you wanted to be with?

Was I?

Or were you disappointed and too nice to show it?

I forgive you for Ray.

I forgive you.

That was a long time ago...

and I know I wasn't always the king of kings.

I let you down.

I'm sorry, Helen.

Can you forgive me?

Can you forgive me?

And so, Ndugu...

I must say it's been a very rewarding trip.

And this morning...

I awoke from my night in the wilderness...

completely transformed.

I'm like a new man.

For the first time in years I feel clear.

I know what I want...

I know what I've got to do...

and nothing's going to stop me ever again.

Meanwhile, along with the usual cheque...

I'm enclosing a little something extra...

to spend as you please.

Yours very truly Warren Schmidt.

Warren how grand to see you again.

I hope I'm not intruding.

Not at all. I was happy to get your call...

and learn that you were finally in town.

I'll bet that trip did you a lot of good...

after all you've been through.

I sent you a card. Did you get my card?

Oh, yes. Lovely card. Thank you.

But I want to say it to you in person.

I am so sorry about Helen.

I only met her that once...

but we talked often on the phone after the engagement.

She was a fine, fine woman.

A fine, fine human being.

Thank you.

What can I get you to drink?

I'll bet you could use a cocktail.

No, I'm fine. I'll wait till the kids get here.

I am having a Manhattan.

What the heck? Make it two.

OK.

That's better.

This last week has been so stressful.

The only way that Helen is lucky...

and I do mean the only way... is that she didn't have to...

go through this week with Jeannie and me.

The florist, the dress...

the relatives the travel arrangements...

the motels, the bridesmaids...

the groomsmen, the gowns.

And do you realize how many people...

still have not RSVP'd?

Warren it simply does not stop.

By the way...

we do still need that cheque for the church.

Did Jeannie mention it to you?

Because we've needed it for some time now...

and actually it's been a bit of a problem.

Roberta.

Roberta?

What?

I can't make this Goddamn thing work.

Somebody really screwed it up.

Would you ex cuse me?

What is your fucking problem?

Don't you see I have enough to deal with?

That's why I offered to come over and help.

I am trying to help.

This is no help. Look at it.

What do you expect me to do now?

I will fix it. Tell me how you want it.

I'm not a mind reader.

Forget it. I'll do it myself.

Like I have to do everything else around here.

Just get out. I'm not a mind reader!

Do you understand English? Get out!

I'm sorry.

You met Larry last time.

Just briefly, yeah.

He's like a little boy.

Ever since our divorce he thinks the only way...

he can get my attention is by causing a fuss.

I understand it, I do.

I feel sorry for him.

My first husband was exactly the same way.

He turned out to be a real asshole.

Now, Randall, he knows how to treat a woman.

Honestly, don't you think he's something special?

Well...

I know Jeannie seems to be very taken with him.

That always helps doesn't it?

When I had my hysterectomy...

that boy did not leave my side for one minute.

Not one minute.

People used to raise their eyebrows...

because I breast fed him until he was almost five...

and I say, well just look at the results.

I raised a sensitive devoted boy...

who has turned into a sensitive, devoted man.

And he's also quite easy on the eye...

if I do say so myself.

Don't you agree?

Look who's here.

Dad. How's it hanging?

Fine. Fine.

You're finally here. I'm stoked.

Hi, Dad. Hi, sweetheart.

God, how was your trip? I was a little worried.

Just great, yeah.

But I did run into a lot of traffic...

getting into town this afternoon.

Ended up veering off the 25 onto 70.

That wasn't any better.

I guess it must've been construction or an accident.

That's Denver for you.

You won't catch me driving on the interstate.

Next time, get off 25 at Speer and take a left.

That turns into First, which leads you directly to Gaylord.

That's good to know.

Randall, bring that into the kitchen.

Jeannie, I need to talk to you about something.

Sure, Dad.

Can it wait?

It's very important.

I need some time alone with you.

Definitely. Maybe after dinner.

Say, Randall...

How'd that investment situation work out for you?

You never called me.

Don't bring that up.

You mean that pyramid scheme?

No, it wasn't.

All I know is I lost 800 bucks.

If you'd stuck with it a little longer...

you'd have seen results.

You bailed out too soon.

Can we change the subject?

You didn't find enough quality reps of your own...

and you screwed the whole thing up for me.

You didn't take the time...

to understand how the power system works.

Principle, ownership, wealth...

As father of the groom I'd like to welcome our guest.

Larry, we know who you are...

and you'll have plenty of chances...

to make toasts tomorrow and the next day...

Will you let me finish, please?

Can't we just enjoy our food?

OK, enjoy your food...

but I have something I want to say.

I wanted to acknowledge that we're gathered together...

around this table as a family for the very first time.

And on behalf of Saundra and myself...

I wanted to welcome Warren...

who has journeyed a very long way...

to be with us here tonight.

And, Warren...

we really, really love Jeannie very, very much.

I also want to say how proud I am...

Larry, you're embarrassing yourself.

You're embarrassing me. You're embarrassing Saundra.

No, he's not. Saundra, please.

Anyway, I'm done.

You're interrupting me and I'm already done.

Why do you have to spoil a perfectly enjoyable evening?

Why do you always do this?

Why do you have to be so negative?

I'm not negative.

You're just trying to grab all the attention.

"I'm not negative." That's not negative?

All I was doing was welcoming somebody into the family.

Larry, we've been welcomed by you.

Thank you so much.

Now drink your fucking milk and shut the fuck up.

Get some rest. OK, you, too.

See you. See you tomorrow.

Warren. Larry.

Get a good night's sleep.

Saundra, nice to meet you.

Very nice to meet you. Thank you.

Good night.

Jeannie? I still want to talk to you.

Yeah, right.

Well, can it wait?

Because we got a really big day tomorrow.

No, it can't.

Take your time. I'll get the car started.

Good night, War.

Good night.

What's up?

You're making a big mistake. Don't marry this guy.

Don't do it.

What are you talking about?

The other night...

I had a dream and it was very real.

Your mother was there and you were there...

and your Aunt Estelle.

And there was a... it wasn't really a spaceship...

it was more like a blimp or an orb.

And then a bunch of weird creatures came out...

and tried to take you away and know what?

They all looked like Randall. Do you understand?

I was jumping up trying to save you.

Dad, it's OK.

You're just wigging out a little...

and Mom is not here to calm you down.

No. This isn't like that.

I am begging you. Don't marry Randall.

This guy is not up to snuff.

He's not in your league.

I can't let this happen.

I will not allow it.

Look at these people!

Suddenly, you're taking an interest in what I do?

You have an opinion about my life now?

You listen to me.

I am getting married the day after tomorrow...

and you are coming to my wedding.

You will sit there and enjoy it and support me...

or you can turn around right now and go back to Omaha.

You come right back here!

I'm talking to you, young lady!

Good morning Mr. Sleepy head...

Warren, what is the matter?

I'm fine. I'm just a little stiff.

My neck. I'm OK.

Did you fall out of bed?

Let me help you. No, no, no.

I think I'm better off on a hard surface.

I don't know. It seems pretty weird...

for this to be happening today of all days.

I'm sorry, Jeannie.

I'm sure I'll rally in a couple of hours.

The Advil's kicking in pretty good.

We've been really stressed out the last two weeks.

While you were out on your little trip...

we've been barely holding this thing together...

and so for you to just crap out on us...

I think it's the bed.

No way.

That's an Aquarest Z9000. It's top of the line.

It's definitely not the bed.

I don't know. I think I need something firmer.

All right, fine. Let's just deal with this.

Dad, where's that receipt that I gave you?

Receipt?

For the programs at the printers you were picking up?

It's over there. Where?

On the chair in my jacket pocket.

Fine. Randall you have to pick them up.

I don't think so.

I gotta get Brian and Dave at the airport...

Do you think that I can? I can't do everything.

I cannot do everything!

I know.

Jeannie... Get off of me!

Well...

I'll do it.

Thanks for everything, Dad!

Jeannie... Fuck you!

By golly.

Anybody hungry?

I could eat a horse.

How about some chicken noodle soup?

Wonderful.

Anything for me in the bedpan?

Yes.

Jeannie told us about your little panic attack last night.

And I don't blame you.

It's a perfectly natural reaction.

In the beginning I had my own reservations.

As the veteran of two failed marriages...

I have learned a lot about what works...

and does not work between two people...

and I can tell you these kids are in good shape.

They have a very healthy relationship...

spiritually, emotionally and physically.

And, well...

you know how famously they get along as friends...

but did you know that their sex life...

is positively white hot?

The main reason both my marriages failed was sexual.

I am an extremely sexual person.

I can't help it. That's just how I'm wired.

Even when I was a little girl.

I had my first orgasm when I was six in ballet class.

Anyway, the point is that I have always been...

very easily aroused and very orgasmic.

Jeannie and I have a lot in common that way.

Clifford and Larry were nice guys...

but they just could not keep up with me.

Anyway...

I don't want to betray Jeannie's confidence...

but let me assure you that whatever problems...

those two kids may run into along the way...

they will always be able to count on...

what happens between the sheets to keep them together.

More soup?

No. I think I'm fine now.

How we doing?

Just dandy.

Couple more Advil ought to do it.

You look like you need something stronger.

Give me a second.

OK.

I have these left over from my hysterectomy.

They've expired but I think it's OK.

What is it?

Percodan. I guarantee you within half an hour...

you'll be on cloud Nine.

Okey smokes. So, following the procession...

I'll have the bride and groom accompany me.

I'd like the best man and the maiden of honour.

To follow closely all right?

But don't forget to leave the bride and groom space.

They need room to manoeuvre in here.

And the father of the bride Mr. Schmidt...

will have a seat in the front row right there.

All right?

Mr. Schmidt?

Mr. Schmidt?

Want to take your seat in the front row, please?

If I could be permitted a personal note...

I learned about love from my parents.

Two extraordinary people who were married 62 years.

And they're right here in this room tonight.

I can feel them.

Hello, Mom. Hi, Pop.

I miss you, and I love you.

And I know every time I look at Randall and Jeannie...

I think, Randall's hands and mine are a lot alike...

and Jeannie's hands are...

You seem to have come around pretty good, Warren.

That stuff you gave me... wow.

You gotta write the name of that down for me.

It really does the trick.

I know what'll really get you out of the woods.

As soon as we get home I'll fire up the hot tub...

and you're gonna take a long soak before bed.

You'll sleep like a baby.

Tomorrow you'll be good as new.

How does it feel?

This is incredible.

I had no idea.

It's... it's indescribable.

Didn't I tell you?

Mind if I join you?

That's better.

What a night.

I was very moved.

I've been so stressed these last few weeks...

that I lost sight of the fact...

that my little boy is getting married.

So's your little girl.

You think about it from the day they're born...

and now it's here.

It's a miracle.

Just think, after tomorrow we'll all be one big family.

And I insist that you consider this your second home.

I'll set a place for you at the table...

for Thanksgiving and for christmas.

We don't give traditional gifts at christmas.

We make them. We're a very creative family.

It can be a painting or a poem or a song.

Whatever inspires you.

And it goes without saying...

you'll come to our time share in Breckenridge.

Just you and me while the kids are out on the slopes.

Here we are a divorcee and a widower.

Sounds like a perfect match to me.

What's the matter?

I have to go to bed now.

Just like that? We were having such a nice talk.

I'm all tuckered out.

Thank you, Roberta. Good night.

Let us pray.

Dear Heavenly Father...

our hearts are filled with great happiness...

for the union of Randall and Jeannie...

"Love is patient. Love is kind.

"Love is not envious or boastful or arrogant or rude.

"It does not insist on its own way."

And I shall love you every day of my life.

And when I say every day I mean every day.

And when I say day I mean all 24 hours...

all 1.440 minutes...

all 86.400 seconds.

Do you Randall Mead Hertzel...

take Jean Boardwine Schmidt as your lawful wedded wife?

I do.

And do you Jean Boardwine Schmidt...

take Randall Mead Hertzel to be your lawful wedded husband?

I do.

Yeah.

I now pronounce you husband and wife.

I could tell there was something different in his voice...

and, remember, Randy you called me up?

And he says, "Dennis I met this girl last night...

"and this might sound a little weird coming from me..."

"But this is one chick...

"I might actually want to see again."

And then he told me a bunch of other stuff...

which I'm not at liberty to go into right now.

But what was in his voice two years ago...

was confirmed here today.

I mean...

You guys are a great couple.

You know, and...

you both really helped me through that thing...

a couple of months ago and I'll never forget it.

I love you guys.

I love you guys.

Randall and Jeannie forever!

Hoist 'em! Let's go!

They want a little smooch.

Give us a little smooch here!

Come on! A little smooch!

Come on! These people paid good money!

There's children here.

Now I'd like to turn things over to the...

Do you want us all to leave?

I'd like to turn things over...

to the proud father of the bride...

Mr. Warren Schmidt.

I didn't get much sleep last night...

so forgive me if I'm a little foggy.

But you know...

today is a special day.

We're here to mark a crossroads in the lives of two people.

A crossroads where they come together...

and now walk along a new road.

It's not the same road that they were on before.

It's a new road.

A road that...

As many of you know I lost my wife recently.

And Jeannie lost her mother.

Helen and I were married 42 years.

She died very suddenly.

I know we all wish she could be with us today...

and I think it would be appropriate...

to acknowledge just how pleased she was...

that Jeannie had found someone to share her life with.

A companion.

A partner.

I recall the day when Jeannie first told us...

she had been proposed to.

We hadn't yet met this Randall fellow...

so we were understandably a little suspicious.

Later, she brought him home for christmas...

so we could get a look at him.

I remember there was a big snowstorm...

and Randall here helped me shovel off the front walk.

He pitched right in.

But that brings me to what I really want to say.

What I want to say...

What I really want to say is...

Thank you, to you, Randall...

for taking such good care of my daughter...

especially recently with our loss.

Ever since I arrived here a couple of days ago...

I have so enjoyed getting to know Jeannie's new family.

Roberta, thank you for your generosity...

for opening your home.

Your talent in the kitchen is...

Larry, your wonderful eloquence.

Saundra, your skill with handicrafts is truly remarkable.

That item you showed me was so very artistic.

Duncan, I haven't gotten to know you very well...

but I could tell from our brief conversations...

that you are a very thoughtful young man.

Everybody else...

terrific people.

Terrific.

And in conclusion...

I just want to say on this special day...

this very special day...

that I am very...

pleased.

Dear Ndugu...

you'll be glad to know...

that Jeannie's wedding came off without a hitch.

She and Randall are on their way to sunny Orlando...

on my nickel, of course.

As for me I'm headed back to Omaha.

I'm driving straight through this time...

and I've made only one stop...

the impressive new arch over the interstate...

at carney, Nebraska...

an arch that commemorates...

the courage and determination of the pioneers...

who crossed the state on their way west.

You've really got to see it to believe it...

and it kind of got me thinking.

Looking at all that history...

and reflecting on the achievements...

of people long ago put things into perspective.

My trip to Denver is so insignificant...

compared to the journeys that others have taken...

the bravery that they've shown...

the hardships they've endured.

I know we're all pretty small in the big scheme of things...

and I suppose the most you can hope for...

is to make some kind of difference.

But what kind of difference have I made?

What in the world is better because of me?

When I was out in Denver...

I tried to do the right thing...

tried to convince Jeannie she was making a big mistake...

but I failed.

Now she's married to that nincompoop...

and there's nothing I can do about it.

I am weak...

and I am a failure.

There's just no getting around it.

Relatively soon, I will die.

Maybe in 20 years maybe tomorrow.

It doesn't matter.

Once I am dead, and everyone who knew me dies, too...

it will be as though I never even existed.

What difference has my life made to anyone?

None that I can think of.

None at all.

Hope things are fine with you.

Yours truly, Warren Schmidt.

"Dear Mr. Warren Schmidt...

"my name is Sister Nadine Gautier...

"of the Order of the Sisters of the Sacred Heart.

"I work in a small village near Mbeya in Tanzania.

"One of the children I care for...

"is little Ndugu Umbu the boy you sponsor.

"Ndugu is a very intelligent boy and very loving.

"He is an orphan.

"Recently, he needed medical attention...

"for an infection of the eye but he's better now.

"He loves to eat melon and he loves to paint.

"Ndugu and I want you to know...

"that he receives all of your letters.

"He hopes that you are happy in your life and healthy.

"He thinks of you every day...

"and he wants very much your happiness.

"Ndugu is only 6 years old and cannot read or write...

"but he has made for you a painting."

"He hopes that you will like his painting.

"Yours sincerely Sister Nadine Gautier."

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