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Oh, yeah

Many a tear has to fall

It's all a game

Life is a wonderful game

We play and play

Words

You have words with him

Happy and sad

And sweetest words

Oh, yeah

Once in a while he won't call

It's all a game

Soon he'll be there at your side

With a sweet bouquet

Kiss me

Kiss my lips

Caress me

With your fingertips

And sweetest word

I loved her more than anything
on the face of the earth.

I fell like a stone
first time I saw her.

She fell just as hard.

The only difference was, she knew why.

Kristy was my mate for life.

Kristen Bainbridge, that was her name.
Now she has my name, Briggs.

We're Mr. And Mrs. Jefferson Briggs,

but everybody calls me Jake.

Except my grandmother.

She calls me Booper.

He's too young and he's too immature.

She's a gold digger.

There's little or no gold to be dug.

He's plenty old.

And people don't mature anymore.

They stay jackasses all their lives.

There's always been strong streak

of rationality
among the males in the family.

It's the women
who keep things electrified.

For crying out loud,
can you put a smile on your face?

Give me something to smile about.

Russ and Gayle Bainbridge,
my in-laws,

people that, one day,
I would call Mom and Dad.

I'll lay you two bits that little
pea-brain is going to be late.

Don't be silly.

You wouldn't let me throw him out
when I had the chance.

Now the little SOB is going to be
a goddamn relative!

This is what Kristy wants.
Please, don't spoil it for her!

Why?

She's in love!

You can't expect to be foremost
in her mind.

It's time we let go of her.

Try to find the beauty
in the way she feels about Jake.

Oh, for God's sake!

All right, where in the sweet name
of Christ is that little asshole?

That's me, the groom,

about to charge headlong
into the jaws of responsibility.

What am I doing?

That's Davis McDonald, my best friend.
He was my unsanctioned wife.

We got divorced when I married Kristy.

He liked her.
He may have even loved her.

Are you scared?

Here I am...

I'm on the verge of binding my life
to Kristy's...

and I've never felt so alone.

We could split.

But you'd be back tomorrow.

You were married
the minute you met her.

Sixteen years old and you were gone!

It's more than a feeling

More than a feeling

This is your destiny.

To be forever caught in the crossfire
between your head and your heart.

Do you...

Do you think I'm going to be happy,
I mean, honestly?

You want to be a writer.
You want to be a husband.

Maybe it'll work out. Who knows?

Yeah, you'll be happy.

You just won't know it, that's all.

Never before and never again
did he nail a moment

more firmly than that afternoon.

He's not all that wise,

he just knew his subject matter
very, very well.

Look, I'm not gonna say this again.

You don't have to go through
with this.

You can walk.

Say the word and we are out of here.

Marriage will wait.

Time won't.

Jake!

Shit!

Let us all join in the Lord's Prayer.

Our Father, Who art in heaven,

hallowed be Thy name...

...thy kingdom come, thy will be done

on earth as it is in heaven.

Give us this day our daily bread,

and forgive us our trespasses...

Amen.

...as we forgive those
who trespass against us.

Lead us not into temptation,

but deliver us from evil.

For Thine is the kingdom,
the power and the glory,

for ever and ever. Amen.

As these two have come hither

to be made one in this holy estate,
if there be anyone here present

who knows any just cause
why they may not lawfully be married,

I require him to make it known

or ever after hold his peace.

Kristen, wilt thou have this man
to be thy husband,

and wilt thou pledge thy troth to him
in all love and honor,

in all duty and service,

in all faith and tenderness:

to live with him and cherish him
according to the ordinance of God

in the holy bond of marriage?

I will.

Wilt thou, Jefferson, have this woman
to be thy wedded wife?

Wilt thou comfort and keep her
in sickness and in health...

Wilt thou provide her
with credit cards

and a four-bedroom, two and one half
bath home

with central air
and professional decorating?

A Mercedes Benz, two weeks
in the Bahamas every spring?

Wilt thou remember the little things

like flowers on her anniversary,

a kind word on a rough day,

and an occasional
"Gee, honey, you look pretty today"?

Wilt thou be understanding
when she is tired,

headachy or upset?

When she feels ugly
or has a big pimple on her chin?

Wilt thou not be such a pig
when you shower?

Wilt thou listen patiently to stories
about kids, colds,

kids entire clothes, shoes,

and decorator checkbook covers?

I will.

For as much as Kristen and Jefferson

have consented together
in holy wedlock,

and have witnessed the same
before God and this company,

by the joining of hands and the giving
and exchanging of rings,

I pronounce they are husband and wife,

whom therefore
God hath joined together,

let no man put asunder.

You may now kiss the bride.

But don't mess up
her hair or her face,

because she still has
to have her picture taken.

Go for it.

I had graduated college
that spring

and, for reasons not clear to us,

we decided I should return
to pursue my master's degree.

Kristy had her degree
and insisted I get mine

before she began her career.

There wasn't time for the Bahamas,
or even a weekend in Niagara Falls.

We spent our honeymoon

on an interstate highway
to New Mexico.

Kristy, back and forth
and back and forth!

Babe, I got it.

Babe, you're wrinkling up
all of the central states. I see it.

I'm not! The world's biggest bow tie.

Our first address.
Not pretty, but cheap.

And happy... sort of.

You don't like fish?

I love fish!

If you loved it, you'd eat it,
because it is healthy.

No, I honestly love it.

It's just a little overwhelming
to have swordfish and...

Trout.

And over here?

Grouper, it's grouper.

It's grouper!

The fries are good.

That's breaded smelt.

What are you doing?

I didn't know what you liked,
I didn't feel like guessing.

I'm trying to make you happy
and you mock me. Thanks!

Oh, Kristy, come on.

Jake...

I have to do something with myself.

- I have to get a job or take classes.
- No.

You'll weigh 400lbs. I'm not mad!
I don't like fish, either!

You don't need to get a job!
You don't need to take classes!

- I got to get out of here.
- Oh, Jake, don't start that on me!

College is like high school
with ashtrays!

- I don't know where I'm going!
- Sweetie, you have been weak!

You have two more years.

It doesn't matter if you don't know
where you're going now.

Finish what you started!

I learnt nothing as an undergraduate!
I'm learning less in graduate school!

Davis quit school
and started his own business!

Yeah, with his dad's money.
I don't think you'd do that.

At least his life has begun,
mine is on indefinite hold.

You really want to leave?

I can't think of any reason to stay.

Jefferson, can you tell Grandpa

why Bumble Bunny was
such a happy little rabbit?

Because he went to college.

Oh, boy, you are a smart little fellow.

And what did he get in college?

A master's degree.

A master's degree!

And what would have happened to him

if he hadn't gone to college
and gotten that master's degree?

Probably working on a loading dock
and hating every minute of it.

You're going to college to get
a master's degree, aren't you?

Yes, sir!

Then you'll never end up working
on a loading dock. No, sir!

College boy!

Morty, how about those Cubs?

Shut up!

Morty, did you catch
that PBS special last night,

- "Animals of the Australian..."
- Shut up!

Shut up!

I didn't say anything!

I think a man can judge
his success or failure...

by the amount of overtime

his wife works, don't you agree, Jake?

That's part of the job, Dad.

I don't work late
because we need the money.

We don't. We're fine.

That's true, Russ.

What do you know
but what they tell you?

Did we really raise her to answer
telephones and live in a shoe box?

We didn't come here
to get insulted, Dad.

Oh, is he above criticism?

Jake, Kristy says you're uncomfortable
calling us Mom and Dad.

It's foolish!
Why don't you call us by...

Gayle, will you please?

...our names?

If you're going to piss your life away
writing some goddamn book

that nobody is ever going to give
a crap about,

why did you have to involve
my daughter?

If she gets pregnant,
what will you do?

Three can't live on what you make.

Two can't live on what you make!

Kristy...

Is the baby warm enough?

We're fine.
Sweetie, don't burn your book.

Maybe we can get some wood.

Wood is expensive.

Words are cheap.

What are you thinking about?

Nothing.

My mom and I got my dad
to admit he was being rude.

Do you want to come in?
He went to bed.

He wasn't entirely wrong, you know.

I mean, if you weren't working,
we'd be broke.

So I am working and we're not.

But you're married to a child.

No!

I've got a job
and I don't even know what I do.

So, what should you do?

The question is, what can I do?

Sweetheart, you have
a BA in Romance Languages.

What was your minor?

Elizabethan poetry.

Well, what skills do you have?

Uh...

Okay, let's see.

Jefferson Briggs?

They call you Jeff?

It's Jake.

Or Jeff.

It says here you worked
for a Japanese advertising agency.

Netsu.

Netsu?

Netsu.

Well...

Netsu is one of
our foreign subsidiaries.

Hey, we own that.

There are thousands
of advertising agencies in the world

and you chose one we own,
that was a bad call!

You're full of crap, aren't you?

- Yeah.
- You know...

After this Netsu thing, I got curious,

so I checked out
the rest of your resume.

Aside from
your social security number...

...there isn't one piece of information
in there that is true.

You have set new standards
for lying in the job market.

There's no question
you can write.

And coming here with a whopper
like this...

I mean...

You must want to work pretty bad.

I need to work.

Can you make something of yourself?

I think I can.

How do you feel about slave wages?

Slave wages are fine.

How do you feel about alcoholics?

I like alcoholics?

I got the job and we celebrated
with Chinese food.

And Kristy bought me two suits,
six ties and a commuter rail pass.

I was being paid to write.

Not novels, but ads.

People were taking notice of
my ability.

There was something fresh and exciting
in the way I wrote

about disposable diapers.

I was meeting my obligations
to the life we were making.

There was finally
a future in my future.

So, why did I feel like the world
was closing in on me?

Now I had a real job

and Kristy was moving up
in her company,

we could buy a three-bedroom mortgage
with two baths on a monthly payment.

My mother offered to buy us a couch.

I don't know why you turned her down.

Two reasons.

First, she wanted to pick it out

and therefore make sure
I decorate the house to her taste.

Second, if she bought one,

she'd want to come over all the time
and admire it.

Would that be so terrible?

Let's not fight.

Who is fighting?

You're getting ready.

No, you made the nasty remark.

Not nasty, but true.

What did your mother say
the first time she came over here?

That they liked the place.

To you. And to me?

I don't remember.

She said, "It's amazing how little
your housing dollar buys today."

Kristy, she was merely stating
a simple economic fact.

Every time family comes up, we fight,
so why don't we drop it?

I can handle it, you can't!
That's what's bothering you.

This is our house.
We'll have our own family, our own life.

Your family and mine don't matter!

I would like to have
my family over once!

They were over once.
They'll be over again.

Nothing you say will change the fact
that they are my flesh and blood.

If they're your flesh and blood,
what am I?

You're my wife,
not my flesh and blood.

Why not move in with them, then?
You share flesh and blood.

With me, it's just gold bands
and bath towels.

That's not what I meant.

They're your flesh and blood.
I'm not!

I'm just the asshole who married you.

Do you mean that?

No.

This is ridiculous!

Very. I'll see you later!

You didn't put the end table
on the end of anything!

The job, the house, the furniture,
the fights, those were symptoms.

The disease was growing up...

and it was happening faster
than I'd ever imagined possible.

In the back of my mind, I'd thought
I might be the mythical immortal one,

the true Peter Pan.

I was sorely mistaken.

We can't afford this.

Goodbye.

If you're wondering why

All the love that
you long for eludes you

I'll miss you.

I'll tell you why

I'll tell you why

I'll tell you why

Oh, oh

You just haven't earned it yet, baby

You just haven't earned it, son

You just haven't earned it yet, baby

And I'm telling you now

How sweet it is
to be loved by you

Hi, Hank!

Yes, baby

Hmm...

How sweet it is to be loved by you

He's going to burn them!

Cynthia, he's going to burn them!

Gregory, put that down!

You know what two things
I like most about you, Briggsie?

I can't imagine.

Your wife and your lawnmower.

I've seen your wife.
What kind of mower you got, Briggsie?

Uh, it's... the kind
you don't have to push.

But you do it standing up,
a power mower!

What brand?

I've got to be honest with you.
It was a gift and I never looked.

Wait a minute. You don't know
what kind of mower you have?

When you got it, didn't you have
any specs that came with it?

How can you not know
what kind of mower you got?

You've got a Big Yard King 410!
Remember that.

A Yard King 410.

The 410 is shit. I like the old 380.

You're out of your mind!

The grass catcher on a 410

has a third more capacity than a 380.
That alone makes it a better unit.

It doesn't matter
how much cubic feet

of horseshit you can get in it!

The 410 is gonna fall apart.
It has got a plastic flywheel.

You'll have a major lawsuit
on your hands.

You're asking for it!

- The government won't buy 410s...
- Gregory!

...due to the danger
of the plastic flywheel!

Put that down!

Where do you work?

I'm a research analyst at Comtex.

I win! Lynn bet me a box of Pop-Tarts
that you were a lawyer.

Every career woman who moves
into this neighborhood

always brings something
nobody has ever heard of.

What did Sheila Walker-Reynolds make
last year?

It was red... Goat cheese ravioli.

No, that wasn't it.

It certainly was.

Hank asked her, she told him,

then he spat it out in the gutter

and the Thackerays' dog
got hold of it and ate it.

Let me tell you another thing.

I'll give you a piece of philosophy.
Wives are like lawnmowers.

Fancy ones wear out fast.
Good solid ones last a lifetime.

This man goes through
two hoses a season.

My point is still valid.
I'm not married to my hose.

Good thing.
You'd be on your 18th wife.

There's some humor for you.
That is supposed to be humor.

He buys that cheap vinyl crap, you know,
that you can't roll up.

And the sun beats down on it
and heats the water all up.

Then, when he washes his dog,
he scalds the shit out of it.

Hank is washing his dog again!

It happened once!

- Twice!
- Fellas, I gotta...

You can't count!

I've got to check on something.

It's something I said?

Hey, Briggsie!

Let me ask you a question.

What do you do up in that room
at night?

I've seen you there.
Your hands are doing weird things.

I'm writing a book.

A book?

It was Scooter Albert
that ate the balloon.

The little cross-eyed boy
with the impetigo!

Was he the one who drew the boobies
on Heather's doll?

- No, he was...
- Will you excuse me for a second?

Oh, yeah.

Listen, if your wife was
in as good condition as his is,

would you be up all night
writing a book?

Look at those guys.

- What are they talking about?
- Three guesses.

What is this... Ken!

Ken, I'm talking to you!

Yo!

Would you bring
the picnic table around?

- Go on, you're up.
- Hank, help him!

He can do it himself!

You haven't done a thing
to get ready for this!

I did! I washed the dog, didn't I?

You burned the dog!

How sweet it is to be loved by you

Tell the truth, baby

How sweet it is to be loved by you

Well, it's like sugar...

You've got to come to New York
some time.

I know! I've tried to convince Kristy.
I really want to.

I mean, it makes Chicago look like...

Chicago.

Do you work, Erin?

She models.

Oh. Oh, really?

I just did a video.

Are you in a band or...

No, I'm not in a band!

What do you do exactly?

Give me your glass.

Sure. It's diet. Is that okay?

Figures.

Ooh.

That's great.

That's terrific.
That's really, really good.

It's just running in clubs right now.
MTV rejected it because of the nudity.

- You're kidding?
- No.

It's ridiculous.
That is ridiculous.

Big deal.
I'm wearing a fucking G-string!

I didn't even bend over.

That's not that controversial
if you didn't bend over.

I mean, that's not...

How long have you been married?
I mean, you are married, right?

Oh, yeah. Absolutely.
Got the band of gold!

It's...

- Two years, babe.
- Two years.

How long are you staying in town?

A few days.

Erin's mother died last night,
so we're doing the funeral...

- ...bullshit.
- That whole scene.

Yeah, Davis made me come.

I think he misses Chicago,
if that's possible.

You see, I'm a New Yorker.

I hate everyplace else.

I know what you mean.

Well, I can take LA.
I won't puke if I'm in LA.

Yeah, LA is nice.

We've never been to LA.

Of course, we've never been,
but I hear it's nice.

Yeah, right.

I'm so sorry about your mother, Erin.

You and Neiman Marcus.

Are you staying with family?

We're at the Ritz-Carlton.

Tragic error coming up. Ready?

One, two, three...

A hotel?

Don't be silly.
Why don't you stay here?

What?

What do you mean, "what"?

Am I supposed to make
my best friend stay in a hotel?

Best friend, my ass!

You haven't seen him in two years,
and he's turned into a complete jerk!

- Excuse me?
- You heard me!

And his girlfriend is nauseating!

Nauseating?

Her mother died last night,
but she didn't want to come!

She models nude in videos!

Not nude, she was wearing a G-thing!

It probably wasn't a video!

Maybe her mother wasn't very nice.

I don't care!
That bitch has no feelings

and it makes me sick
she's sleeping in our house!

I'll have to burn the sheets!

What if it was one of your friends?

What if the shoe was on
the other foot?

I'd go barefoot!

Oh, geez,
don't give me that righteous pose.

Move!

- What?
- Move!

What do you want me to do? Tell me!
Throw them out in the snow?

- Yes.
- You'd like that, wouldn't you?

- Yes.
- Forget it!

- You're not sleeping in this bed!
- Oh, really?

Anywhere but in this room
or in this bed!

Isn't it embarrassing
to have Davis know we're fighting?

Not to me.

Okay, fine, forget it! Forget it!

But if he asks...

I'm telling him everything!

Don't forget to tell him
how I feel about his girlfriend!

She's got some lungs
when she wants them, huh?

Shh.

On, jerk!

I never thought this was
where you'd end up.

I like it here.

Let me tell you something, pal.

If you want to be a writer,
move to New York.

Here, nothing happens to write about.
I'm just being honest, okay?

I see you dead in the water,
face down.

You are rotting.

What is this?

Give me that.
That's my porcelain udder buddy.

It's a dairy dispenser.

Delightful.

You've only been here for four hours.
How do you know what's going on with me?

Look at the way that you live.
It's boring, it's torpid.

My God, "Ho, ho, ho,
cocktails and mistletoe."

Yeah, let's just bop on
over to Walt and Shirley's house

- for egg-nog and a yule log.
- Wiseass!

You believe in this!

Should I live like you?

- Yes.
- I can't.

- Why not?
- You live for yourself. I don't!

I have Kristy.

You want some more truth?

No.

Too bad.

It's rude and it's wrong,
but it's right on the money.

She's holding you back, man.

You're a drowning man
and she's an anchor around your neck.

She's making all the choices.

No, that's not...

- Yes!
- No.

I love Kristy.

She's the sweetest girl in the world.

She doesn't have a mean bone
in her body.

But I love you like a brother,
and you know that.

And this hurts like hell to say,
and maybe I'm wrong...

but I miss you.

I miss you very much.

I miss our friendship.

Very much.

Kiss me.

Hey, remember what I said, though.

- What about Erin?
- What about Erin?

Don't you have any feelings for her?

No, and I hope she has none for me.

You don't need to have feelings
to go to bed with somebody,

and the fact you mention it indicates
how parochial you've become.

Uh-huh.

I don't think
there's anything parochial

about a man loving a woman.

Save that for
the Broadway show lyrics.

It's nothing to live your life by.

I'm very disappointed in you, Jake.

You should be doing more than this.

I'm doing just fine.

- You can think that.
- I do.

There's more to life
than getting laid.

You can think that, too.

Chukkah

Chukkah

Chukkah

Chukkah

Come and get it
Come and get it

Come and get it

I love this place! This is great!

Can you believe it,
three bucks for a beer?

I paid three! I love that! It's great!

Chukkah

Chukkah

Desire

Chukkah

Chukkah

Desire

Chukkah

Chukkah

Desire

Chukkah

Chukkah

Desire

Chukkah

Sugar

I've been missin' you

And I've been wonderin'

Where it is you're hiding

I've been a ball of fire

In your arms, desire

And I've been wonderin'

Where it is you're hiding

Chukkah

What you get is what you see

Chukkah

Desire

Chukkah

What you get is what you see

Chukkah

Desire

I've been wonderin'

Be right back, okay?
You wait right here?

And I've been wondering

Where it is you're hiding

I've been a ball of fire

In your arms, desire

And I've been wonderin'

Where it is you're hiding

What you get is what you see

Chukkah

Desire

Chukkah

What you get is what you see

Desire

Enjoying the music?

Sorry. The ladies' room
was too crowded.

You don't mind, do you?

No, not at all.

Chukkah

Chukkah

Chukkah

Desire

Do you come here a lot?

A lot?

I don't know if you'd say a lot.
Twice tonight.

But I had coffee earlier,
then a beer.

I meant the place. The club.

Oh.

Ciao!

Hi, Lefty.
How is the neighborhood gigolo?

Well, Lefty boy,
about this Valerie Blake.

- Is she, you know...
- No.

Kristy?

Did you hear that? Kris?

Oh, my God.

Hello, Jake.

You didn't lock the door.
Is it all right that I came in?

How did you find me?

I've been watching you.

You must know, I don't make a habit
of walking into people's houses.

It's okay.

You're frightened.

Oh.

I don't know, II...

I think I'm experiencing an emotion
that hasn't been defined yet.

The more I try to explain to you why

and how I came to be here...

the less we'd both understand it.

Probably.

I'll just say I have a very deep
and certain feeling about you.

Do you believe in destiny?

From now on, I will.

We were meant to be.

For several years now,
you've felt like something was missing.

You were carrying with you a void,
and I was born to fill it.

We can't help it.

Our lives up to now have been
the prelude to this moment.

Now it's happened,

and all that emptiness you felt
is gone.

It's not wrong. No guilt.

It's destiny. You couldn't prevent it.

No guilt, only pleasure.

You don't need anything else
for the rest of your life.

We have no choice?

We have no choice.

We're destiny.

Jake, you're dreaming again, sweetie.

Babe, what happened?

Bad dream.

Why couldn't I accept who I was,
what I was, and where I was?

Why couldn't I be like everyone else
on the train?

Were they mindless, anonymous drones

following the scent of money
to a senseless, forgotten end?

Or bearers of a great secret

that allowed them
to rejoice in this life

I was so unwilling to embrace?

And what was the deal
with that weird dream?

So many questions, so few answers.

Come on! 17, 18. What's the big deal?

What do you expect?

You've been here a year,
a year and a half.

Five, ten years, you'll be cranking
this crap out in your sleep.

I don't intend to be writing ads
ten years from now. Thank you.

Oh, what? This is just temporary?

Yeah, very.

I had the same feelings at your age.
I actually even quit once.

Did you?

Mmm-hmm. To write a book.

- Yeah?
- Yep.

And I built six birdhouses,

put on 20lb,
watched 5,000 hours of TV,

wrote a page and a half,
called Howard,

got my old job back.

Everybody tries it
and everybody comes back.

The rare individual breaks out.

But it's too infrequent
to warrant consideration.

Forget it.

You're looking at the rare individual,

because I'm busting out.

Listen, I measure my life
in degrees of happiness.

I'm supporting my family
in a way that makes me happy.

I've got a nice house.
I've got a real nice car.

And, once a year,
I write an ad that I'm proud of.

And that's what you want?

No, that's what I take.

You never get what you want.

The guys who jump off the bridge
on their 40th birthdays

are the ones who want more
than they will ever get.

You depress the shit out of me.

Yeah?

Consider what I do to myself.

He was my boss.
I secretly believed he was terrified

that I might make something
of myself outside the field.

If I did, he'd be reminded
in living color

of his own failures.

The last thing I needed at this point
in my life

was a 36-year-old manic depressive
begrudging me my youth.

I was frightened enough
that it was evaporating.

Get used to it, pal.

It only gets worse.

Have you ever held a baby before?

No.

- Do you want to?
- Yes.

Sit over here.

Kristy, over here, right now.

Now. No, not later, now. Sex now.

Babe, we're going to have sex now.

Can we have sex now?

You want to mate with me?
You want to mate?

Sorry, guys, take a hike.

Russ, what I'm going to do
to your daughter tonight...

Kristy? I'm going to sleep now, babe.

So when you come in,
be careful not to wake me,

because I'm really tired.

Okay?

I'm just... I'm just dog tired.

And I've got a big day tomorrow.

One of the stupidest and least
effective methods of seducing a woman.

The logic is that, by making myself
seem uninterested in sex,

she'll be challenged. It never worked.

But that was no reason to stop trying.

For the first time
in our relationship,

she took the initiative.

Suddenly, and without warning,
the game had turned on the hunter.

She was mistaking me
for someone else.

She'd started drinking
in the afternoons.

She loved me.

I missed the target, but hit the tree.

Plastic flywheel!

It's probably out of gas.

You're out of gas!

You see this? Perch on it.

Hey! I'm rubber, you're glue.

Whatever you say bounces off me
and sticks to you.

Stick this!

Up yours!

Up yours, too!

It's you and me.

Ciao!

Drummin' man
He's a drummin' man

No one kicks a set of drums
Just like he can

All about romancing girls
He knows not a thing

But when he rocks out on the drums
You know he's really mean

Dig that man sittin' on that stool

He's a cowhide-kickin' fool

Swingin' Mr. T

Can I get anybody anything?

Yeah. Dinner, missy!
How about it? Let's go.

This is good, Jake.
You're quite a barbecue chef.

What fascinates me
is how you got it...

blood raw on one side
and charred to a crisp on the other.

- My steak is fine, Russ.
- Mine, too, darling.

What is this?
What, is this dirt on here?

Did you say something, Jake?

No.

Why do you complain
about everything?

I'm not complaining.

You certainly are.

No, you want to hear complaining?

Missy, when are you going to get
your butt in gear

and get me a grandchild?

I think it's about time too,
Russ.

At last we agree on something.

Everything in due time!

For cripe's sake,
they just moved into a home.

Don't put pressure on pressure.
What's the rush?

I'm with you, Jim.

I had a terrible time
with Kristy's birth,

I almost lost her in delivery.

But if she wants to wait,
It's fine with me.

I just think it's odd
they've been married four years

and they don't even talk about kids.

It was a breech.

The women in my family
have such small hips.

It was painful and it was terrifying.

You're all right now,

so why dwell on it,
in the sweet name of Christ?

You didn't know until it was over.

How could I? I was playing golf.

Darling, you would have divine babies.

Aren't you thinking about it?

Mom, that's a personal matter.

Well, it's a family matter.
We're just curious.

Well, what's the deal?

They'll have kids
when they have kids.

Maybe they're not ready.

Are they going to be swingers
the rest of their lives? Is that it?

Did your parents goad you
into having kids?

There was no time to goad me.
No, I had my kids right away.

Down at my company,
everybody my age or around my age

has a picture on their desk
of a grandchild.

I have a picture on my desk of her.

What I want to have on my desk
is a picture of a grandchild!

Well, who wouldn't want that?

But this is one thing we're going
to have to have patience on.

At the rate these two are going,

I'll be retired
before they get round to it.

Then there won't be any desk
to put a picture on!

Are you mad?

No.

Would you rather not talk?

I'm fine.
What do you want to talk about?

You know.

Kids?

You want kids?

Don't you?

It's irreversible.

So?

Not in the mood
for irreversible action.

Let's go to sleep.

Having our parents...

Has distorted everything.

It's not a good time to talk serious.

Go to sleep.

If I tell you something,
will you promise not to get mad?

What is it?

Promise you won't get mad?

- Tell me what it is.
- Promise you won't get mad.

Okay, I promise I won't get mad.

I stopped taking the pill
three months ago.

Keep smiling, Briggsie!

Can you hold the baby up higher?

He's got a nosebleed already.

Howard, this is the stupidest thing
I've ever done in my life.

Don't retire the trophy.
Your career is just starting.

Some old shit is retiring,

so I have to take half a day off

and have my picture taken
with somebody's baby. Sorry.

Everybody on the account is doing it.
You're nothing special.

Do they hire us to develop
their advertisement or play the clown?

- Both.
- I hate this. I hate this!

You can relax for a while.
I've got to reset the lights.

Howard, this is ridiculous.

Your wife sees these pictures,
she'll beg you for offspring.

How have you held out so long?

My reproductive life
is none of your business.

Where is the mother?

I don't know. Around here, somewhere.

Thanks, guys. Come on.

Whoops. Sorry.

Oh. Whoa. Sorry.
Shall we dance?

Give me a break.

- Is this yours?
- No.

From flowers in your hair

To air-conditioned air

Children revoluting to Apple computing

But you must remember this

If you feel a kiss
You have to let go

Your mind goes yo!

Wrap me in skies of blue

Never been so full of love

Picasso said it was a crime
lo do it one more time

To imitate yourself
is a danger to your health

But there's this thing
that happens in the spring

You have to let go
Your mind goes yo!

Wrap me in skies of blue

Never been so full of love

My fault.

It was her, in her underwear.

I felt there had to be a reason
why I was seeing her again.

Oh!

Huh? Huh?

Well, then you tell him...
You tell him to stop...

Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Hey, wait a minute.

I don't want to do this
all day long.

Just leave your hands off of me.

I cannot work like this!

You're married.

The ring.

Yeah, I am.

- It's okay. I'm married, too.
- Really?

I was too young, he was too young.

I got married young, too.

- Really?
- Yeah.

- Are you still in love with her?
- Yes.

- Yes, absolutely.
- Absolutely?

If you're still in love with her,
how come you're here with me?

- It's okay. You're nervous.
- Nervous?

- I'm not nervous.
- Oh, come on.

Hey!

- Why do you think I'm nervous?
- Because you don't know what you want.

So this is for when
you're feeling happy again

And this is for when you're feeling sad

And this is for when you feel something

Ooh...

When the minutes drag

Ooh...

When the minutes drag

Ooh...

Ooh...

You're home late.

- You scared me.
- I'm sorry. Did you eat?

- Yeah, I got something downtown.
- I went back to the doctor today.

- Oh, yeah. Everything is okay?
- My tests are all in.

- Yeah?
- It's not me. I'm fine.

- What does that mean?
- It means I'm okay.

Obviously you're not okay,
if you can't get pregnant.

- I can get pregnant.
- Then why aren't you pregnant?

Because you can't get me pregnant.

- You believe that?
- It's nothing to be ashamed of.

Who is ashamed?

My mother said my father was the same,
but all worked out.

Your mother? You told her about this?

Did anybody in the neighborhood
not hear about it? Was it on the news?

I'll tell you what.

Let's invite your parents over

and put some chairs
at the end of the bed.

How would that be?
A little home instruction, huh?

Get your butt
a little higher, Jake.

Russ, he knows what he's doing.

If he knew what he was doing,
we'd be grandparents by now.

I'm sure your father would have
a lot of pointers for me!

Goddamn! You told your mother? Jesus!

It could be
a very simple problem.

What problem? There is no problem.

Compared to what I had to go through,
your test is easy.

What's the big deal?

- Would you like to have to do that?
- I'd help.

Very funny.
Well, I'm sorry, babe.

If you're fine and I'm not,
there's nothing I can do about it.

I'm sorry. I feel bad, but...

If you have a problem,
it can be treated.

Surgery? That's exactly the spot where
I'd like to have surgery, thank you.

I'd like men poking around
with scalpels at my groin.

No, nobody is touching my balls.

Maybe this is not really the place
to discuss this.

- Why are you being a baby?
- I'm not!

Yes, you are. Do you know how many men
have to go through this?

Whatever number minus one,
because I'm not doing it.

I knew you'd be a baby, so I called
Dr. Stanky and asked what's involved.

You called Dr. Stanky?

Okay, what's involved?

A couple of minutes
and a little plastic cup.

It's all very discreet
and professional.

- Hi, can I help you?
- Yeah, yeah. Jefferson Briggs.

Well, I have my sp... my... my...

- My...
- Sample?

Mmm. Yeah, sample. Yeah.

- There you go, okay.
- Thank you.

I'm sorry. Are you sure
there's any in here?

My inability to impregnate Kristy
was blamed on tight shorts,

something to do
with my body temperature.

It seemed rather flimsy to me.

To go through the hell
of a fertility check

and discover that my undergarment
preference was to blame

seemed as silly and pointless
as everything else about my life.

Jake?

Jakey, my temperature is just right.
It's the perfect time. Where are you?

Can you hurry?

Hiding from my wife,
hiding from my manly obligation,

our love nest had become a stud farm.

Jakey, my temperature is just right.
Where are you? Hurry!

Jefferson Edward Briggs!

Hi, babe.

Were you working again
on the water heater?

Sorry, it's 48 hours
since our last coition.

My temperature is optimum.
I'm ovulating,

I have the pillows set up
so that my cervix is placed better

in the intervaginal seminal pool.

You can watch TV if you get bored.

Here is to successful fertilization,
sweetie!

I hear something ea yin'

Huh! Ah!

Huh! Ah!

Huh! Ah!

Huh! Ah!

Well, don't you know

That's the sound of the men

Working on the chain gang

That's the sound of the men

Working on the chain gang

All day long they're ea yin'

Huh! Ah!

Huh! Ah!

Huh! Ah!

Huh! Ah!

Well, don't you know

That's the sound of the men...

My father died.

Come on in.

Oh, Davis!

I feel so bad about what's happened.
I don't know what to say.

I've never had anyone close to me die.

- You can tell me anything.
- We miss you. How is that?

"We"?

- Jake and I.
- Jake and who?

- Me.
- You miss me?

- Yeah.
- Why?

Why?

Because we've been friends for years.

Is that all?

- Friendship isn't enough?
- Sometimes.

Sometimes not.

Jake told me you want to have a baby.

Why?

Because I'm...

- ready.
- How do you know when you're ready?

- You feel it.
- Is Jake ready?

Yeah, I think he is. He says he is.

- How does he know?
- Don't know. Maybe he feels it.

- Maybe not.
- What are you trying to say, Davis?

- Nothing.
- Nothing?

- Nothing.
- Okay.

Sleep well.

I won't.

Davis, what do you want from me?

I want you to kiss me goodnight.

- It was stupid. I'm sorry.
- I've heard some bad come-on lines.

You think I'm scum, don't you?

Because I stayed here with that slut
three years ago.

Let me tell you something.

I envy Jake, I always have.

It was difficult for me
when you two got married.

You're a liar.

I just wanted you
to kiss me goodnight.

So that, in some microscopic way...

I know that you care about me.

I do care.

I always have.

Not in this lifetime, Davis.

Why not?

You have to ask?

You really love him.

With everything I am.

Nothing will change that.

Not your hands on my body, your looks,
your money or your charm. Nothing.

Why does it have to be about love?

Aren't you the least bit curious?

- Didn't you ever steal candy as a kid?
- I'm not a kid any more.

- You got cold, huh?
- I didn't.

I just found out something
you're not even close to yet.

- Educate me.
- It won't mean anything.

You've got to figure it out yourself.

You've got to feel it
in your own skin.

I won't tell Jake about this.
It isn't fatal.

You have your good points.

You're the only one I ever loved.

No, Davis.

You're the only one you ever loved.

- Jake? Mrs. Briggs called.
- Yes? My mother called?

- Your wife. She's downtown.
- What's she doing downtown?

I don't know. She said
she wanted to meet you after work.

- And it was important.
- Did she say what was important?

No. She said you should meet her
at five o'clock

at the Museum of Natural History.

If you're still in love with her,
how come you're here with me?

Dillon, Patterson & Reid?

Hi.

What are you calling now for?
I told you never to call me at work.

Yeah, okay. I'll talk to you later.
I love you.

Jake...

We're going to have a baby.

I found out this morning. I didn't
want to tell you on the phone.

How do you feel?

Are you as happy as I am?

I think so, yeah.

Yeah.

We're blessed.

Apron strings

Hanging empty crazy things

My body tells me

I want someone to tie to my lonely

Apron strings

Apron strings

Waitin' for you
Pretty things

That I could call you

I want someone to tie to my lonely

Apron strings

He could look just like me
when I was young

And I wonder as the days unwind

Will he have your eyes or mine?

Then I wake up to my

Apron strings

Cold and lonely
For time brings

Thoughts that only

Will be quiet when someone clings to my

Apron strings

You'd be happy wrapped in my

Apron strings

You'd be happy wrapped in my

Apron strings

I'd stumbled into a marriage,
drifted into a career

and backed into fatherhood.

It was too easy.

I couldn't convince myself
everything was all right.

There was something out there,
circling my happy home,

watching me, stalking me,
waiting to strike.

Jake!

Yeah?

Jake!

I'm working!

Jake, honey, it's time!

Time for what?

Sorry, sorry. I'm really sorry.
Are you okay?

- Are you all right? Okay!
- Fine.

- I'm glad you came back.
- Yeah. How do you feel?

- All right?
- I feel fine.

Okay, take it slow. Don't rush.

I don't want you to rush, okay?

- Just sit down. Are you all right?
- Mmm-hmm.

- Are you okay?
- Mmm-hmm.

In through the nose,
and out through the mouth...

Kris, you're not breathing.
In through the nose...

- Out through the mouth.
- Oh, babe, are you okay?

Fine. In through the nose,
out through the mouth.

Are you okay? Remember everything
we learned in class?

Got your focal point?
You got it? Where is it?

Back here? Bureau? That's too big.
Get something more focal.

What? Bunnies? Okay, concentrate
on that and not the pain.

Pretend that there is no pain,
but I'm right here.

- Babe, it's started.
- It's started?

- It's started!
- Why didn't you say?

What is it? About 10 seconds
it's been? Less, more?

What, less? I don't understand.
We'll call it 20.

We'll call it 25, okay?

I don't understand!
What is this? What?

Oh, I'm in the... Oh, I'm sorry.

- Oh, shit!
- Look at it. Look at the bunnies!

Breathe...

Okay, breathe.

Oh, that's it?

Whoa... Hmm...

Are you okay? All right?

You did good.

I think we should work out
some kind of signal

when the contractions start
because I didn't know.

So if you could grab my arm.
Yes, grab my arm when it starts.

Just... That's it? It started again?
Already? So soon?

- Oh, God!
- Nurse!

- Do I come with her?
- No, wait here. I'll be right back.

Oh. Oh. Okay, okay.

Oh, I hold these? Okay.

Okay, babe, see you. Uh...

Remember your breathing.
Just relax, now.

Okay, Kristy, we're going
to move you over.

- Over here, hon.
- Okay.

- Okay.
- Nice and easy. That's it.

Look at this one.

- Don't touch that.
- Sorry. My fault. Sorry.

Okay, Kristy,
control your breathing, all right?

When you feel a contraction,

take a deep breath in
and hold it while I count to 10.

- Do you feel the contraction?
- Mmm-hmm.

- Deep breath in and hold it for 10.
- Oh, God.

One, two, three, four, five,

six, seven, eight, nine, ten.

Okay, blow it out.

Take another deep breath
and hold it for 10 again.

Ready? Good. One, two...

Oh, hi. I was just watching...

- Here we go.
- Put these on.

- Is this my size?
- Uh, they're one-size-fits-all.

Okay, what is this, uh...

Get these on, come back to me
and I'll take you in.

Uh-huh. Okay, great.

Mr. Briggs, that goes on
over your clothes.

Yeah. Of course. I'm sorry.

- Where is my husband?
- He'll be here soon, Kristy.

- Oh, God!
- Just relax.

Jake!

- Did I do this right?
- It looks okay to me.

- We're going to the delivery room?
- Yes, we are!

- I feel good, charged. I'm ready.
- You'll be fine.

- I thought I'd be nervous, but...
- This way.

- This is great. Right in here?
- Yes.

- Wait here. I'll be right back.
- Mmm-hmm.

- What's the matter?
- Push. Push.

- Get him out of here.
- Kristy, listen to me...

Mr. Briggs, you have to wait outside.
There's a complication.

We need another nurse!

Mr. Briggs, please!
You have to wait outside.

- That's my wife!
- I know it is.

Just tell me what's going on!

Just tell me what's going on!

You just calm down!
I'll go and find out what's going on!

And I'll come back for you.
You stay here!

Kristy, listen to me right now!

- Listen to me!
- I want to get it out!

- Stop pushing...
- I've got to get it out!

Listen to me! Stop pushing
with your contractions!

- You're not doing yourself any good.
- I've got to get it out!

Oh, God! Oh!

Mr. Briggs,
the baby is in a breech presentation.

Uh-huh.

- It's coming out backwards.
- What does it mean?

The baby's head is caught.

It's too early to tell,
but we're doing everything we can.

Pray God you can cope

I'll stand outside this woman's work

This woman's world

Ooh, it's hard on the man

Now his part is over

Now starts the craft

Of the father

I know you have a little life in you yet

I know you have a lot of strength left

I know you have a little life in you yet

I know you have a lot of strength left

I should be crying,
but I just can't let it show

I should be hoping,
but I can't stop thinking

Of all the things I should have said
that I never said

All the things we should have done
though we never did

All the things I should've given
but I didn't

Oh, darling, make it go

Make it go away

Give me these moments back

Give them back to me

Give me that little kiss

Give me your hand

I know you have a little life in you yet

I know you have a lot of strength left

I know you have a little life in you yet

I know you have a lot of strength left

I should be crying,
but I just can't let it show

I should be hoping,
but I can't stop thinking

Of all the things I should've said
that I never said

All the things we should've done
though we never did

All the things that you needed from me

All the things that you wanted for me

All the things I should've given
but I didn't

Oh, darling, make it go away

Just make it go away now

Hi, sweetie.

I didn't want anybody else
to tell you.

Babe, it's a boy.

What?

We have a boy.

I/ can hear her heartbeat
for a thousand miles

He is okay?

And the heavens open
every time she smiles

And when I come to her
That's where I belong

Ow.

Yes, I'm runnin' to her

Sorry.

Like a river's song

- I love you.
- I love you.

Crazy love

She gives me love

Crazy love

"And, in the end, I realized
that I took more than I gave.

"I was trusted more than I trusted.

"And I was loved more than I loved.

"And what I was looking for
was not to be found, but to be made."

She gives me love, love, love

Crazy love

She gives me love

Crazy

Crazy love

A crazy love

How about a nice, simple name?
Larry? Bob?

If it's a boy,
- Russell.

- Jefferson Jr?
- George?

- Arnold?
- Caleb?

- Ian?
- Mark?

- Marmaduke.
- Otto!

There aren't enough Ottos around.

- Douglas?
- Reginald?

- Igor?
- Hyman!

Schwok! That's good.

I don't know what it is.
I heard it on a bus.

- David?
- Alfred?

- Irwin!
- Melonhead, or Lizard.

- Huey.
- Basil.

- Roland.
- Hmm. Names for a boy?

Well, my wife's always been partial
to Bor-bor.

- Jason?
- Jerome.

- Vladimir!
- Maximillian, thanks a million.

- Nicholas.
- Abner.

- Johann.
- Michael.

Cryoborg, Gandor, Klaus, Valdor,
Slagathor... Slaggy for short.

- Rudolph!
- Peter.

Ashley!

And I've liked for years Quig, Bligh,
Nargalzius, Rolo and Vordergan.

- Jean-Marc.
- Mohammed.

- Melvin.
- Milton.

- Duane.
- Klaus.

Toby? Kind of a sissy.
But, okay, could be a priest.

- Blind Boy Grunt.
- Jasper!

- Opie.
- Walter.

If you want to torment him,
call him Cecil.

- Charlie.
- Terrence!

Charlie the first!

- George.
- Harry.

- Jeffrey.
- Reuben.

Or you could go silly
and call him Skippy.

- Wheeler.
- Jim.

- Winthrop.
- Barney is a good name.

- Grover.
- Alvin.

- Elliot?
- Linus.

- Roscoe?
- Kerwin.

- Kyoshi Yamamoto.
- Patrick.

- How about Little Suck?
- Dashiel.

- Fred?
- Orbie Lee.

- Jasper.
- Jazz. J-A-Z-Z.

- Guido.
- Horatio.

Baby Magic. Who wouldn't love that?
I would. What about you?

- Spike.
- Adolph.

- Chris.
- Mark.

- Uh... Mucus.
- Mucus?

- What was the question again?
- I'd name him Conan!

- What about Billy?
- Mmm, I like Billy.

- Bunky.
- Buford.

- Brewster.
- Bertolucci.

- Barney.
- Basil.

- Butch.
- Boris.

Beauregard.

Bellawackadayforlonger-
amsterdamandashquinina.

- What's wrong with that?
- Mmm...

- I don't know!
- What's wrong with my name?

- Did we say Christopher yet?
- Yeah.

- I like Christopher.
- I don't know. Maybe.

All change, she's having a baby

All change, she's having a baby

Mixed drinks and mixed emotions

You feel the beat of a brand-new heart

All change, she's having a baby

It draws you close as it tears you apart

Will it be a boy or a girl?

And what will it make of the world?

All change, she's having a baby

All change, she's having a baby

All change, she's having a baby

All change, she's having a baby

All change, she's having a baby