All language subtitles for Rich Man Poor Man s01e06.eng

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Full speed ahead and
God bless you.

Smitty tells me you can fight. - You gotta
see him. He's like a mule with both hands.

This world belongs to the meat-eaters.

Not the "has-been" telling you
success doesn't mean anything.

Well, it does mean something.
It means power, it means money.

Look, Ma. I said I was gonna make it up
to you. All the bad things in your life.

And I will.

Rudy, this is my husband,
Willie Abbott. This is Rudy Jordache.

You're just in time to help me
change the baby.

What is that thing you're working on?
- It's a business proposition for Calderwood.

If he likes it,

we won't be sleeping over
a furniture store much longer.

No, no, come on! - I'm sorry.
I think the baby it's coming. It's early.

Smitty, I got me a kid!
I got me a kid!

And ain't nothing in the world
that's gonna stop me now.

Mr. Jordache,

we still haven't got those French scarves and
they were advertised in The Leader this morning.

Oh, boy.

I tell you what you do.

Tell them we're sold out.
And we are already re-ordering. Okay?

Yes, sir.

Walter.

Find out what happened to the shipment
of French scarves, will you? - Right.

Somebody wanted to see you.
It's over the TV section.

And now, closer to home.
At Ossining, New York

violence erupted outside
the gates of Sing Sing prison.

As pickets, once more, march in
protest to the impeding execution

of Julius and Ethel Rosenberg.
The first two american citizens

ever to be executed in peace time
for treason.

Hi, Bill.
- Hi, Rudy.

Listen, I don't wanna bug you but for all
of this going on at Ossining tomorrow and--

I wonder if you can still make it.
- Bill, I'm really sorry. I just can't.

I turned in a big proposal to Calderwood
and I'm waiting to hear at any time.

Hey, listen. I understand.
Business is business.

I ain't tough.

Sure.

Rudy?

Yes, Mr. Calderwood?
- I've been looking over this proposal of yours.

And?

How do you know I own 30 acres up at
the lake? - I believe Virginia mentioned it.

I didn't know you and Virginia were seeing
each other. - Well, it was some time ago.

Amazing.

Naturally, I ran a routine title search
before I actually went to work on the proposal.

You really are amazing.

Well...

What do you think, Mr. Calderwood?
- It could be a blueprint for bankruptcy.

The community is expanding.
We've got to expand with it.

But a shopping center out by the lake?
Why should I go in a competition with myself?

Because if you don't,
somebody else will.

Maybe you're right, maybe not.
Anyway, I'll wait to see what my lawyers say.

If they disapprove, I recommend you find some
new lawyers. More in tune with the times.

You recommend?

Just like I recommended the boutique and
the wine cellar, the record shop--

Those were small investments.
- And you were against them. Every one of them.

And every one of them paid off.

And supposing you're wrong...

Suppose the population does not
flow off the suburbs as you predict.

It will, Mr. Calderwood. It's inevitable
according to demographic trends.

What about you?
What is in for Rudy Jordache?

I'd expect to be made
president of the company,

at an appropiate salary
with an option to buy stock.

President?
- You'd be chairman of the board, of course.

That's very nice of you.

And naturally, I'll need an assistant to help
me take over part of the work load here.

I've already been in touch
with somebody.

Who?

You met him. Brad Knight.
He was my roommate at Whitby.

You think of everything, don't you?
- I've tried to.

Suppose I say no to the whole proposition.

I still think the shopping center
out by the lake is certain to succeed.

It wouldn't necessarily have to be
on your acreage.

You mean you'd take this proposal
to some place else?

I'm hoping it doesn't come to that.

If you're wrong, I can lose a lot.
Everything, maybe.

I'm not wrong, Mr. Calderwood.

Well, thanks.
- Any time. Hey, Tom!

Who's that?

You've met Rose Baroni's kid brother.
He gave me a ride home.

From Where?
- Baroni's! What's the matter with you?

Stopped for a beer. - You're drinking
an awful lot of beer these days.

So?

So, you're getting a fat can.
- It's mine, isn't it?

Yeah, it sure is, but I gotta look at it!
- Don't do me any big favors!

The baby asleep?
- Yeah, the baby is asleep.

What is it? What?
- There is a snake in that box.

Get a poker!

Get a poker... That's a baby go for a snake.
That'd never hurt anybody.

You brought that thing in here?
You brought that into my baby's room.

Are you out of your mind?
- Calm down. Just... calm down.

Other men bring toys,
you bring your kid a snake?

I just didn't want him to be afraid of things.
- Get out of here!

Tommy!
- Yeah?

We got 'em.
- What did we got?

We'll fight Virgil Watters.
At Sunnyside Gardens.

Watters? Smitty, I told you
I want Magadino.

We take Watters.
There is no way Magadino can duck us.

Watter's all right.

We'll take them one at a time.
- One at a time, that's it.

Right, all right.

Willie couldn't make it?

No, he called the office.
He's "I got a cold... taking Penicilin."

I couldn't wait to tell you. That Geisha stuff
was great. With the sailor...

Where'd you ever find it?

He was just some kiddo
from "The Ships To Yokosuka".

I was sorry I couldn't get
to Panmunjom while I was there.

Shapiro told me to tell you:
No sweat.

First order of business,
you get some rest.

Then we'll come out with
a nice assigment.

Anything interesting happening?
- Not much.

Wait a minute.

You're from upstate.

Have you ever heard of
"Calderwood DC Enterprises"?

Yes, as a matter of fact,
I know someone who works up there.

Their PR people have been calling.

They're putting up a shopping center
up by Lake Whitby.

Up at the college up there?
Who'd wanna shop up there?

They claim is the wave of the future.
They're trying to get us to come up and cover it.

It's backed if you're interested.
The expenses only.

I don't think so.

Never mind.
We will come up with something.

Make it something close to home.
Okay?

I gotta get real acquainted with my son.

Not to mention my husband.

Is that a fact?
- Yes.

Well, thank you.
- Just call me, I'll be dependable.

Great stuff, Penicilin.

Shall I stay?
- No, thanks.

If you need anything...

Willie?

Oh, Julie.

Billy is at school.

I'd like you to meet Mary Lee.

My wife, Enoch Arden.

Calderwood's OPENING SOON
Lake Whitby Shopping Center

Hey, Rudy!

What news from Albany?

Nothing yet, sir. - Nothing? You're real
that we're suppose to open within a month

and still two thirds aren't ended?

Everywhere I look, empty stores.

I think when I get a minute,
I'll take over the restaurant.

Then you must be crazy.

You tell them to rezone this area
in a high density residential use.

Anybody must be crazy to wanna
come into this place.

The zoning does got stuck in committe.
- Then you better figure out the way to unstick it.

We're running out of time.

I've got an idea, sir. I know a
man who might be able to help.

Then get busy on it.
Show me some results.

Yes, sir.

Oh, by the way...

The young lady nosing around here,
some sort of photographer,

says she is a friend of yours.

A photographer?
- There she is.

And tell her to be careful
with those photographs.

Maybe all I have left to show, for a
3 million dollar mistaken judgement.

Hello, Rudy.

Don't old friends get kissed hello,
around here?

Come here.
- What you have in mind?

I want to show you
the "P.S. Torrisi's Stones".

I'm a married lady, sir.
With a six year old child to prove it.

I'm not joking.

There's one thing about this place
that you've got to approve of.

It's lovely.

It's for summer stock.
In the winter, we'll run movies.

What can I tell you.
I'm prepared to open in St. Joe.

Listen, crazier things have happened.

Not recently. What's backstage like?
- Dimmers!

Lights!

Sit here for a sec.

Why?

Sit there.

What are you doing?
- It's good enough for Adlai Stevenson,

it's good enough for you.
- You did Stevenson's portrait?

I covered his whole campaign.
Wet your lips a little.

Fine. Thank you.
- Is that it?

I think I got some interesting stuff.

When can I see 'em?

I don't know.
Do you ever get down to NY?

As a matter of fact,
I'm coming down next Friday.

That's perfect. I'm having some
people over, Friday.

My new address is 9360, 3rd Street.

So why don't you just come by any time
after 6 and I'll fix you a drink?

You'll come?
- Sure.

It's not just the proofs.

Julie?

I'm in trouble, Rudy.
I need your help.

What kind of rezoning?

We're hoping that the whole
Lake Whitby area

will be rezoned for
high density residential use.

You're gonna have to get a bill
into the legislation.

It's the only way to handle that.

We have a bill.
It's been held up in committe.

Senator Mickelwaite's committe.

I see.

Have you spoken to the senator?

I can't get passed to his
appointment's secretary.

Anyway, I'll handle that.

You're state looks as beautiful as ever, Mr. Boyland.
- All I need from you is 10,000 dollars.

10,000 dollars?

Cash.
I hope you're not too shocked.

No.
I'll speak to Mr. Calderwood.

Tell yourself it's campaign contribution.
If it makes you feel any better.

Kierkegaard says it all.

We've made everything so easy
the other thing we're lacking is difficulty.

Kierkegaard should spend
a week at BBD & O.

Everything under control here?
- Marvelous party.

You find such pretty people.
- Help yourself. Just trying to break up a set.

Something else I love.
Those pieces you're doing for the magazine.

You're becoming quite a writer.

Along with your other talents.
- Thank you.

Would you mind a bit of
constructive criticism?

That thing you did on the networks.
A little bit hostile, I thought.

You got that, did you?
- Yes, I got it. And I'm not the only one.

You know, in this day and age with people
being investigated at the drop of our hats,

advertisers are being very careful.

Of what? - Of giving good money to people
whose motives might not be...

acceptable.
- Are you warning me?

A word to the wise, Julie love.
- Too late, Alec love.

I'm a red, raving Communist, plotting to
bring General Motors, MGM and Ralston Cereal

crashing to the ground.
Would you excuse me, please?

Rudy, come in, come in.
- Very nice.

Well, we can afford it, of course.
Come to see the Archipenko.

What's an Archipenko?
- What you need is a drink.

I know that gorgeous man.
Hey, listen everybody:

I've got dibs on Rudy Jordache.

But got old hatches.
The monsoon's striking early this year.

Oh, my God!
It is been ages.

He's looking this way.
- Who?

Alec Lister, you know.

The agency man from Studio One. Hasn't been
able to take his eyes off you all night.

Is he attached?
- I don't think so. But...

I understand he is a little kinky.
Likes to beat his women.

Not that I haven't tried
a heavy down knocker.

Ask him to tell you the story about
Oscar Wilde and the jockey.

It's been marvelous seeing you.
Give us a buzz sometime.

Does he look a little flushed to you?
- He looks great.

He's a great looking little boy.

You feel all right, Billy?
- Daddy.

Your daddy will be in to see you later.

When I grow up,
I'm not gonna invite anybody.

You go to sleep, honey.

Mommy loves you.

He doesn't like parties.
Obviously not his father's son.

Where is Willie?

He called just before you got here.

He's busy.
Can't make it.

I did your proofs this morning.
I think they turned out very tasty.

Is this where you work?

Yeah, I've been doing some
criticism on the side.

Turns out I've got a minor flair
but high victory.

"The Song of the Salesman"
by Cassandra.

Classic allusions and all...

"The innocent air, which belongs
to all Americans...

has been delivered to the merchants."

"They sell the soup with laughter,
breakfast food with violence...

and Hamlet is used to hug the ladies
down the road, on the other end."

That's some junk.

It sounded pretty good to me.

Well, is not.

It's sour banals picking on
the village idiot.

I'm sorry. Don't mind me.

It's not serious. Something that a
prefrontal lobotomy wouldn't cure.

Julie?

What's the matter?

It's Willie.
I...

We've been trying to keep it
together for...

Billy, but...

And what is Willie think about it?

Willie doesn't think very much
about anything beyond staying just

drunk and after think he's foxy and
sleeping with anything that'll hold still.

Does Willie know how you feel about him?

Yes, he agrees with me.
That's the worse part.

But he won't get me a divorce.

'Cause I've got to have custody of Billy,
and that's the one thing he won't give me.

Would you like me to have a talk with him?
- No, it wouldn't help.

Hey, look.

If you say he's playing around...
- I remember saying anything, but a little.

Well, let's stalk him ample. But that's going to mean
private detectives and some unpleasantness.

Can't be any worse than
these last couple of years.

All right.

I'll handle it.

Thank you.

No... wait.
- Oh, God. I've waited.

That's it for your dinner hour listening
pleasure. Stay tunned for your sport's roundup.

It looks like a full weekend
for the New York fight fans.

Tomorrow night at Sunnyside Gardens it's
Virgil Watters against Tommy Jordache

in 10 rounds of boxing.

That's it. The left, left.
Give him the left.

That's it. Good, my man.

Come on, baby!

One, two, three, four...

Yeah!

Fight!

That's my husband!
- Okay, ring me the bell, right now.

We have a time: 2 minutes 23 seconds
in the 8th round!

The winner by technical knockout,
Tommy Jordache!

Tommy, nice fight.
- Thank you.

You're going backstage?
- Sure.

Are you coming?
- No, I don't think so.

I'm not very good at family reunions.
I'll wait here for you.

One more stitch and we're done.
- Doesn't it hurt?

No.
- Nothing do it.

Man, you're beautiful, Smitty.
Be brave about your own stitches.

Excuse me, they said...

Look what fell out of the sky!

Congratulations, Tommy.
Good fight.

Thanks, Rudy.

Well, let me introduce
everybody to everybody.

This is my brother, Rudolph.

That's my wife Teresa.

That's my manager George Smith.
And Paddy McTree, the man in the corner.

Well, there's cause for a celebration.
Wanna come eat with us?

I don't know. - Hey, you like Chinese?
I just love Chinese.

I'd have to check with Julie.
- �Julie Prescott? �Is she out there?

She's waiting out on the arena.
- Yeah?

Teresa, go see if you can find her
and tell her we'll be right out.

How's she dressed? - Come on, come on.
There's hardly anybody out there now.

A black dress and a polo coat.

And my brother doesn't mingle
with hamburguer. Except tonight.

Come on, Teresa. Get your tail and get her!
- I'm going... - Go!

Hey, Smitty! I must be some draw if I can
get my brother to show up for a ticket.

Or we're having fine odds out there. Right?
- Yeah, when are we gonna get a real fair game?

Well, I'm talking to the
Magadino people next week.

I'm gonna get that hand looked at again.
But, you're gonna have to worry about it.

I get your dry spell it's all over.
- Well, it's about time.

I'll let you have your family reunion.
Nice meeting you. - You too. - Yeah.

Let's go.

What happened to your hand?
- I busted it on a guy.

Kind of set me back.

But you're okay now?
- Yeah. Yeah, sure.

Knock wood.

It's funny.
I never thought of you being married.

Neither did I.

We both got run out of California together,
so I figured what the--

Guess I shouldn't talk that way.
The mother of my kid and all.

You got a kid?
- Yeah, sure. A little boy.

He's really something.
- What's his name?

Are you ready?

Wesley.

She figured it sounded classy.
Wesley Jordache.

So not too bad.
- Maybe I'll send him to his uncle Rudy,

and teach him how to be a gentleman.
Not a rotten pug like his old man.

How about you? Are you married?

Too busy.

Yeah. You're still chasing that Julie Prescott?
- I hardly ever see her.

You know? If I knew you coming,
I'd've shaved.

I heard the old man is dead.
- He killed himself.

Yeah. How about Ma?
- She's living with me.

Port Phillip?

Whitby.
- Whitby?

You don't get around much, do you?
- Not enough time.

Why don't you come up and see her?
- Oh, I got a rule, brother:

Never get kick out of the same
family twice. Come on!

Well, Julie Prescott.
Long time no see.

Yes, it has been a long time. Hasn't it?
- Uhuh.

Listen, why don't we all go to
Delmonico's and have a drink?

Are you kidding?
My belly thinks my throat's been cut.

I gotta feed this woman before she gotta say.
Come on, girls. Let's go. What do you say?

I hoped we had a chance to talk at all.

Say, Rudy. You're gonna be
in town tomorrow about noon?

I can be. It's that important?
- Yeah, to me it's important.

Are we gonna eat or ain't we gonna eat?
- For God's sake will you shut up?

Where are you staying?
- Delmonico's on Pine.

I'll see you by at noon. All right?
- Okay.

One drink?
- No, I really have to get home.

When am I going to see you again?

Tomorrow afternoon, your hotel.
Three o'clock.

You mean it?
- I won't stop by the desk. I'll come right up.

I wanna tell you something.

You don't have to tell me anything.
- I want to.

I said it to you a long time ago.

And it's as true now as it ever was.

I loved you ever since
I can remember, almost.

I've never really can set of any kind of life
for me that didn't include you in it.

What happened?

What happened?

Where the hell have you been?

Billy?
What's the matter with my baby?

We don't know, lady.
Get in. It could be infantile.

You're crazy! - What you wanna do?
Wake up the neighborhood?

Did you see the suit he had?
Did you see the shirt?

You'll not wear a shirt like that in your whole life!
- So what?

Did you see the gold cufflinks?
You wanna take a guess on how much they cost?

Teresa, you've got this thing all wrong.
- I hope so. I hope I didn't hear you right.

Look, I'm not asking your permission!
I'm telling you what I'm gonna do.

You mean you're gonna walk right into that man.
You're gonna hand him 3,000 dollars?

That's right. Now, you
listen to me. Listen to me.

I don't want to fight
with you tonight, honey.

I've already had enough fights.
- That's tough.

Come on, let's just go to bed.
What do you say? - Go to hell!

Teresa, go quite!
- Mr. Gold Rush! Mr. King Saud of Arabia!

Teresa, bite down! - Why? I want the whole
world to know what a rich man I married!

So rich he gives his money away
to a millionaire!

I said bite down, quick!

Real cute, Teresa.
You woke the kid up.

You wanna try for
the whole neighborhood?

Hey, hey, come on.

Hey, tiger. Come on.
Hey, let's go to bed. Let's go, let's go, man.

We live in a dump. You drive a rattletrap.
We dress like bums,

and all this time we've been sitting
on top of 3,000 dollars!

And a lesson: This argument it's over!

I made that money
with my own sweat and blood!

I'm gonna do
what I wanna do with it!

Well, tell me about it.

I walk a block to save 10 cents on a special.
I haven't got a new dress this year.

�Me and that blue dress, we are a team!
- Oh no, Teresa.

This is something I've gotta do.

Lots of luck.
- Where do you think you're going? - I'm sleeping with the baby!

No, you're not sleeping with the baby!
- I'm wanna tell you something.

I'm through wasting my life on some
crazy man who gives money away!

I had chances, I had lots of chances. Now I have to
live in a flea bag. - Honey, honey, listen. Hey, honey.

Oh, come on...

Listen. I've been training, how far.

Oh, that's tough, buddy.
'cause I'm through sleeping with any crazy man!

Hey, Teresa, will you li--?
Go to hell, then!

No, thank you.

Doctor, how is he?

Very sick little boy, Mrs. Abbott.

But he'll be better, won't he?
- I don't know. We're trying our best.

Can we see him?

In a few minutes.
He's been asking for you.

I guess he's the one in New York
who isn't onto me.

Billy.

Billy.

Billy.
- Daddy...

I am right here, tiger.
- Don't leave me, Daddy.

Leave?

Hey, you gotta be kidding.

You're the only catcher in the league
who can handle my fast ball.

Right?

I'll be able to take that cigarette.

Well, there's really a sad day for you,

if you let me buy that bottle of
Champagne in the Algonquin Bar.

The Plaza.
- What?

You must get the geography right.
It was the Oak Room at the Plaza.

The Algonquin was lunch, earlier.

Oh, wherever, I'm sorry.
- It wasn't anybody's fault.

You wonder what happens to people.

Well, I don't know.

But I do know that it is no so great...

being a writer...

married to a better writer.

Don't be silly. - Come, Julie.
I bet you think I know that much.

You remember the Dagmar article for Berg?

The one that you finished for me?

Well, I kept trying to convince him,
that the end of it was rough.

And both of us knew that
it was the best part of all. Please.

Oh, God, Julie.
If we could only start over again.

I'm not the world's greatest writer, but...

I really am good in
Public Relations.

Now, what's wrong with that?
I know that if we just make the effort--

No change, I'm sorry.
It is gonna have to wait.

Well, when she gets home,
would you have her call Mr. Delmonico.

That's right, Delmonico.

It's open.

Hey, come in. Come on in.
I'm sorry I'm not dressed.

That's okay. I took a chance.
I came by early.

Well, I'm glad you did.
It give us a chance to talk.

Have you seen the papers? A couple of
pretty good write-ups on the fight.

Yeah, I saw.

You want a drink or something?

No, thanks.

How about some breakfast?
I'll have it sent out in no time. - No.

Rudy, there isn't any sense wasting any time.
I got something that is for you.

What's that supposed to be?
- That's money, $3000. What is right there.

I don't get it.
- It's just some I've owed it by for a long time.

To whom?
- To Pa, you... everybody.

For what?

I guess he probably never told you.

I was living with uncle Harold.
That's where I met Teresa, my wife.

First crack I got in the barrel,
I got in a little trouble, I guess.

Anyway, she was only 17,
so her old man, he was full of bread.

He put a squeeze on me.

So, I was on my way to the camp for
statutory rape. Pa came through.

Cost him $3000 to get me off the hook.

I'll be damned.
- The funny part was that...

Teresa lost the kid. If she'd kept her
trap shut, wouldn't been any problem.

3000 dollars.
- So, it's yours, Rudy.

What am I supposed to do with it?
- I don't care. Blow it on the races.

I've had that thing on my back for 7 years.
Now I'm rid of it. Now I'm rid of all of you with it.

You know what I think?
It's a stupid gesture.

I'm a stupid man.
I'll see you around some day.

Wait a minute, Tom. Sit down
for God's sake. Please, come on.

You still owe me for that yellow pullover.

All right, Rudy.
How much?

I'm on a generous mood today.

Just how much to end this quickly.

Two minutes of your time.
Sit down, please.

All right, but I'm not gonna take the
money back. You know that. Don't you?

Look Tom, we're not kids anymore.

Sleeping in the same bed. Getting on
each other's nerves competing.

We're brothers.

Rudy, we managed to live
without each other for 10 years!

Why don't you just let it be?

Because we are grown men.
And we're brothers.

And I need you.
- What'd you want with me then?

I want you to come in with me.
Whatever comes up, partners.

Partners?
- That's right.

What for? - I just got a feeling that
if we are together we can...

cut in. You're not afraid
to work. Neither am I.

If you're willing to work within the system,
it's guaranteed you're gonna make it.

Our old man, he worked his rear end off, Rudy.
He ended up floating down a river.

But is not gonna be that way with us.
If you come in with me, Tom,

there is nothing that's going to stop us.

What would my job be?
- It doesn't matter--

What the hell are you doing here, Rudy?
You think I'm a charity case?

You just take that partnership
and shove it!

Gee God, you're just like Pop.
The same on uncle Harold all over again. There's no brain in your head!

Yeah, I'd still knock you on your butt
any day of the week! - That's some answer.

What will that prove?
- I don't know, Rudy. Maybe nothing.

But we still get on each other's nerves.
I guess maybe we always will.

Say hello to the old lady from me.
Will you?

Tese!

Esa.

Dear Tommy: I've taken the baby
and left you.

What I said last night
was the truth of the matter.

I can not go on living with a crazy man who
gives money away to millionaires.

This is for the best.
Thanks for the memories.

Ha, ha. Teresa.

Chicago?
Why are you talking about Chicago?

I'm talking about Chicago because I checked
it out. She left a trail a mile wide.

Come on, Smitty. I need 500.
- You got it. You got it, champ.

Listen.
You're not gonna run out of me now.

I'm talking to Magadino's people
in a half an hour.

You're signing papers tomorrow.
- Give me the money, Smitty.

What am I suppose to say to Magadino?
- I don't know, I don't know.

Just stall him.
I'll be in touch.

What do you mean be in touch? How do I reach you?
- I don't know. I don't know.

I just gotta go.
- Tommy...

You're not gonna blow this shot, are you?
I mean, this is a straight line to the title.

I don't care, Smitty. I just don't care.
All I know is I just gotta find my kid.

Hi.
- Sorry I'm late.

How is Billy?

The fever broke.
It's not infantile, thank God.

If there's anything I can do...

No, it's gonna be fine.
Thank you.

I didn't do anything about
what we talked about last night.

The private detectives.
I thought I'd hold off on that.

Yes, I would.

You're still thinking about a divorce,
aren't you?

I don't know.
Willie and I talked last night and--

And what?

It's so sad. Everything started
sound so bright and shiny.

You talked and what?
- Willie wants to take another try at it.

Are you going to give it to him?

He's gonna try and stop drinking.
That's the big thing really and--

I don't know. Maybe, if he got any help
he can get back to work again.

Doing what? - Public Relations.
He's pretty good at it when he tries.

What about you?
Don't you feel any differently?

About your life... Willie.
All the things we talked about last night.

No, I don't feel differently.
- Then, what's changed?

Nothing.

Except that I came up against something that
I really wasn't thinking too much about yesterday.

Which is...?

That Billie loves him.

And I just give up.
Without a struggle. Is that it?

I'm asking you to help me.

You're asking me to roll over and
play dead. I'm not about to do that.

Rudy, please don't make it any more
difficult that it already is.

Look, if you go back to him
you're making the mistake of your life.

Sooner or later you're gonna have to realize
the fact that Willie Abbott is a congenital jackass!

As he'll be the first to tell you.
- Then, believe him.

How many times do you have to get
in the same train wreck?

Look, I can be a father to Billy.
I mean I'd really work at it.

I could give him things that Willie Abbott
couldn't even dream of.

I'm sorry, Rudy.

I better be getting back to the hospital.

I'll walk you.
- I'd rather you didn't. There's no point to it.

Julie!

What is it when you feel like you
ought to be apologizing to everybody?

There ought to be a nice long name for that.

Hey, Rudy.

Old Calderwood's been calling.
We've gotta get on back to Whitby.

Now what's wrong?
- Nothing it's wrong, boy.

Old man Mickelwaite paid off
just like a slot machine.

And that bill passed and gets us in.
We already leased 5 stores this morning.

We're gonna be 100% occupancy, buddy.
End of the week.

On the way of fame and fortune, son.
- That's great, Brad.

That's really great.

What are you doing?
What's the matter with you? Come on.

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