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How would you define nymphomania, irregular union, deflower, wenching,

voyeurism, strumpet, hedonist, bacchanalia?

How would you define doxy, scabrous, promiscuity, pulley, ribaldry, haremor,

debauchery, adulterate, carnality?

You may look to the definition of these terms in what you are about to witness.

An adult motion picture that explores the deepest complexities of contemporary

life as applied to love and marriage in these United States.

All of the characters are identifiable, perhaps even familiar,

and perchance you may view the mirror of your own soul.

These are the players, 11 of them, exactly 11.

A lucky number is a rule, but they are losers.

11 losers in a game all of us play.

High rollers that always crap out or raise on aces and eights and sucker out on

one card draws that bust a pink flush to black.

Yet they all have one thing in common, they can recognize a winner.

They're like a beef stew, our 11.

A casserole requiring a lead flavor.

The body of meat that everything complements the soul whose character permeates

the dish Angel the wife a lush cushion of evil perched on the throne of

immorality with sexual gratification her singular aid She deals in promiscuity

a A Angel a monument to unholy carnality and a cesspool of marital pollution a

shameless brazen Bulldozing female prepared to humiliate provoke and tantalize

savagely seeking the tranquilizer of unrestrained fulfillment Burt the husband

he has everything bread health stability and respect everything except manhood

always staggering before the summit of sexual communion you Stone,

a large quantity type supplier.

His virility is matched only by the violence and ferocity of his fists,

arrogantly directed to mangle, maim, fondle, or neglect.

Where other men are mere flesh and blood, he is fashioned of steel.

Lana, the latest version of the farmer's daughter.

Nubile, abundant, and unrestrained.

Ever reaching for the dangling string of life.

A delicious child molded into the body of a woman.

Nubile, the latest version of the farmer's daughter.

Nubile, the latest version of the farmer's daughter.

There's a thing with youth today.

They can't say hello in words, or goodbye, or even how are you.

But they communicate.

Mostly it's music.

Mostly it's something you can't define.

But look, she's getting the message.

So what's to lose and who's to know what happens on a Saturday afternoon?

Music and suddenly French.

That's right.

A kid.

Both of them kids.

But they grow faster now and they swing like we never thought of.

Without a porch they swing.

And this boy invented the game.

Ray.

A hip, good looking,

long haired kid who can make out with most of the young chicks the first time

around.

Music In something you can see but can't explain.

A person or human you can describe but never touch.

Why does she watch?

Why is she here and everywhere?

A constant witness.

A specter of a spectator to human events.

Always watching.

Waiting.

Manipulating.

Controlling people's lives.

She can watch but not be watched.

or seen.

A woman who in the 17th century would have been burned at the stake,

a child of gypsies deserted,

yet surviving in a world that has no room for a sorceress.

Yet make no mistake, for she is woman, this one.

Blood runs fast and hot in her veins,

passion and sex exploding a scent of musk and earth that surrounds her body

like a mist.

She is a honeycomb with no takers,

a witch that can fly only one night of the year.

Love is a beautiful soul-stirring thing when it happens,

when it succeeds and seed is sown.

But when wasted, you can smell the defeat as it ebbs away.

The dead quiet complete void of uselessness the giving up the evaporation of

passion the finality of something lost and now leaden The ending of something

that never was Let go Empty You always come up like a hollow tube the hell do

you want?

I'm not a machine.

I'm not a hired stud.

You're droppings a birds or a cow Return Bert and green at that Immature manure

like you stink.

You're not a hell of a lot of help.

What the hell more help can I give you than this?

Let's face it Bert.

You're the worst in town.

Thank God.

I know somebody in the country You really are a tramp and no good tramp angel

What a joke Angel that's right a joke cuz we're nothing And if you were any

kind of a man You take a long lonely one-way walk just like my ex bouncing all

over town You can't even keep coming my life such a blank.

I've got a fill up with something.

It's better than you're I've always lived a respectable life Dirty pictures,

that's all your mind can draw.

What the hell did you think you bought?

Snow white you don't buy virgins you grow.

Yeah.

Well,

I got enough weed without planting you I lead you to it spread it all out ready

and waiting Suddenly, you've got no appetite.

Well, I don't enjoy a picnic.

The cockroaches have beaten me, too.

Then why in the hell don't you change your luck?

Try playing the field.

It's a hell of a good idea.

Where could I go without finding you and your country boys,

busting out the back seat of the caddy?

I prefer a bed bird, our bed.

But I'm damn tired of using it just to sleep on.

See a doctor.

Get a shot or something.

Get an idea about us.

It'll make something like a marriage.

I'll do anything to help, like an acrobat.

Try something.

B12, vitamin E, wheat germ, or an injection, or even a transplant.

Where are you going?

Out for a drink.

Who is it now, wife?

Everything's closed except the park restrooms.

That's not a bad spot bird.

At least the people there are moving.

Too bad, Bert.

You're so tired.

And all so soft.

How the hell are you full of that?

You miserable rat!

How the hell are you full of that?

You miserable rat!

However you are, suffer...

Like a running dog.

Snapping after him.

I guess we both know who that is.

You must have finished early.

Oh, I'm glad I did too.

See you Monday night.

You're dead, hon.

I will if I can fit you in, honey.

Betty!

You better wake up.

I'll be there in two shades.

I love you.

Two-timing, fasted.

Oh, you just wait.

What the hell?

Here we go again.

Come on.

Couldn't you sleep, hon?

Hey, you lookin' good and so early.

Thanks.

You got yourself a paper rod now?

Hey, it's a little early to be peddlin' it, ain't it?

Who got your big, hairy body tonight?

Well, like I said before, honey, when we first started,

if I got enough to go around, we'd spend it.

If you know somebody that gives a little more interest, send them around.

We'll have a contest.

Easy, baby, easy.

It was nothin'.

Like a three-round pole in.

Now I'm ready for the main event.

Come on, honey, relax.

You act like you were married.

Who the hell would marry you?

Hey, you can release the safety belt any time.

Hey, come on, relax.

Oh, you're a big man.

You want to know, honey?

You've been there.

One day, Hansel, you'll run down.

We'll all leave you.

Well, you're not gonna win any duty contests ten years from now either, baby.

I'll learn another word.

Great.

Let's try out your new art.

So what's wrong with my old one?

Oh, it's too commercial, baby.

It's a way out of where we live.

So I've known.

Medium to high.

Major trading expected to be light.

Chicago Union stock reports heavy action on beef.

Not much action reported on future.

Yeah.

Well, there's not much action here either, friend.

We'll fill your bill last night.

Well, Daddy, let's see.

My report card reads attitude expected.

Department, disgraceful.

Cooperation, 100%.

Social studies, interesting.

Humanities.

Oh, wonderful.

Unsatisfying.

Total score.

I got it done, and it was great.

How about a Wasserman?

Just in case I get lucky with you.

Sure.

I'll take on Wasserman.

What's one more or less?

You got his phone number?

No, but I've got yours.

It's pretty easy to get.

You know, it's written on every outhouse wall in town.

Ma, you do get around.

Well, not enough, apparently.

But then one of us has to stay home.

Home?

Big deal.

Three bedrooms, two baths, and an automatic can opener.

How the hell would you know?

You've never even been in the kitchen.

I don't get what I want in the bedroom.

I'm sure as hell not going to do any better in the kitchen.

Or do kitchens turn you on, huh?

She doesn't meet the kitchen father.

She's a walkie garbage disposal.

Well, the princess of the castle, little Cinderella.

That's right.

And I was here first.

No, honey.

Your mommy was here first.

That's the way those things usually work.

This child did have a mother, didn't she?

Don't be a complete ass.

He's a lot more of it around here.

And truth.

That would be a change, too.

Where the hell is her mother?

Come on, Bert.

Tell the little baby Dolly where her mother went.

She's 17, and sure as hell old enough to know where her mommy went.

You heard of the Ice Man coming?

Well, he, the milkman, and the mailman delivered once too often.

All right, that's enough, damn you.

That's his problem, honey.

Never enough man for a woman.

You shut your rotten mouth or draw your dirty picture someplace else.

I'm not painting them.

I'm just spelling out the subtitles.

And I don't get a check every month like his ex.

Yeah.

She makes it both ways.

Blackmail just to stay out of town,

and all the money she can handle from the boys out on the town in Tijuana.

And she's not selling tacos to make it either.

Noah, don't look to him for help,

or you wind up like your mother in a lousy pad behind a two-bit bar shilling

suckers with a pair of quick trips.

Go to your room, dear.

Yeah, go to your room, dearie.

That's what he always told your mom, never taking her there,

but sending her there like a little girl.

Yeah.

Then he hustled her off once too often to that nowhere room.

So she took a hike.

Yeah.

Split, leaving you and Peter Rabbit both at the same time.

You just toss that one around, honey.

I suppose you thought that helped.

I'm tired of helping.

I'm tired of being dirty, easy, and bad.

I'm tired of being second.

And I'm tired of you being first.

You know, it's no fun sweating you out.

And since you're not taking, I got to make other arrangements.

I need a lot more than just lonely nights.

in our bedroom.

I can't help it.

My needs are big, Bert.

I'm not ashamed to admit it.

OK, so I'm a biological freak.

So God help us if you can't.

I can't help it.

I can't help it.

I can't help it.

I can't help it.

I can't help it.

I can't help it.

Hey, so you're really digging your music today, eh?

You might say that.

Sounds like an oddly heavy sound to be wasting.

So let's get behind it then, all right?

Come ahead on.

and that's the big 20 swinger now eat me good procure some of that wild new

mouthwash headline 30 at your local drug emporium if you don't swing with it

you'll be like single oh and all the social stirring it's absolutely loaded we

don't use it I can tell but you're still a fox and I kind of dig bad for it

well you're no sugar cube yourself I guess we're both pretty foul if you were

to buy all that dialogue that cats running down to you you'd be so financially

new that you probably couldn't afford this scene except at home and that's

pretty groovy oh yeah out of sight rank how do your people get along who's got

people They don't exactly play house anymore,

and the folksy trip went down the tubes.

He's getting nice and fat, and she's running to keep up with the Joneses.

But I'll say one thing.

They never hassle me about my private life.

You know, my hours, my friends, as if they're too busy.

So they stay that way.

Ray, make love to me.

Well, isn't that...

that's what's next, isn't it?

Baby, you gotta be joking.

You'd be the first one.

Honey, I mean, you can't be for real.

Why can't you just let things be, you know?

Let it happen.

If it happens, fine.

Well, then all that jive dialogue.

Look, buddy, by the time you get around to me, you just might be on seconds.

So, what's the matter with seconds?

Oh, you like experience, huh?

Well, you ought to buy it.

You probably have to anyway.

Are you kidding, Lana?

Angel in this valley has gotta buy it.

I don't think she's working the teeny-bopper market yet.

She's still on men this week.

Don't be too sure, Slim.

All right, so what?

So she makes it with everybody.

Everybody but my old man, the valley punch board.

That's my stepmom.

You know, you're too much.

First you want to make it.

Then it's the nasty bit.

And now you're strong with these one-liners.

You know, it's not as if she's your old lady.

She's merchandise, right?

And your old man knew what he was buying.

Look, why get up tight?

It's gonna be a short summer.

Let's not blow it.

It's not as if there's no way back.

That's a laugh.

We haven't been anywhere to come back from.

We haven't even gotten this marriage off the ground.

Most solid marriages stay on the ground.

I just don't want to be buried under it.

All we've got deserves a cheap funeral.

We've got to stop running from each other.

I'm not running.

I'm driving.

And guess what's driving me?

You're good on figures.

You figure that out.

last day been like a vulture and you play the stock mugger like a fox you store

your nuts away like a squirrel get the message husband why don't you get off

your big rear end once in a while and wash some of my clothes I look like a rag

picker you'd use a little elbow so from that dirty hidey-or's you might have

something please wear that outhouse you call home you've got a lot of gold

talking that way about our house after that Arkansas lead to I pulled you out

of I'll eat that smell clean speaking of smellin get me down wind from you is

enough to turn your stuff that's good honest sweat from good honest work ain't

no movie star nothing just a nose picking behind scratch and hog if you can't

smell it you can't find it I found you so you must put a little stink out

yourself you ain't all rose water but you smell of hate and a big design a

desire to get the hell out of that rotten stinking with you if you call a home

being a bad which you was like eight hours with a sack full of rain you for who

you got fresh out of melting onion and feel that belong to my father exact

don't spell it out you're dumber than I see you just be back at the same time

what was that all about family talk just foolishness you ought to take it easy

on her but equipment is hard to come back they should have been broken in right

now you got that herbie you're overloaded so keep an eye peeled for John law

and skip the beer bars just make the dump and get your butt back in there you

got that yeah but I'd rather have that Wait out of your legs,

Herbie Boy.

Forget you're buttoning that truck in her knee, don't pertain.

Hey, big baby, I didn't hear you drive in.

Yeah, seventy miles an hour.

Flight in stock.

Brakes squealing.

Like a caddy.

You were laughing and scratching today, huh?

Well, I didn't come here to watch you work.

Hey, you're starting to sound like a lady.

And ladies are no fun.

I don't know about that.

I didn't think it was so warm.

Which way, big A?

Don't you play anything except the chorus.

Improvise.

Help!

Help!

Help!

I can't give up.

I want to give out.

Come on, it's tomorrow.

Well, let's take care of them all right now.

Oh, you went up, huh?

You're not up to it.

Oh, I'm not leaving town.

Well, that's a cinch, baby.

Nobody walks away from bed.

Oh, everything else is real easy for you, doesn't it?

Well, some things are automatic.

It doesn't take a slight more.

Oh, like me, Money Emperor.

Oh, you really could, love.

It could be taps that he broke.

But if he just had a piece...

You hormones, I sure as hell wouldn't be here now.

Hey, you've been reading again.

Your details are for faggots, baby.

One of these days, you'll stop posing in front of those full-length mirrors.

You think Teddy Warbucks is going to want you there?

Oh, he'll keep me.

He's a businessman.

He hasn't earned an interest on his investment yet.

The only thing he's throwing away is garbage.

You fit that description.

We all do.

Even you.

Big, big, handsome stud.

It's all done.

It's garbage.

Something you put in a paper bag and throw away.

I'll always get my share of the action, baby.

All the skid row hay bags you can handle.

Come on, settle down.

You got something left yet?

Yeah, I know.

But I don't like doing business from the same old store.

I've been to your house.

Try mine sometime.

It's got a bed.

It's a long drive.

I know somebody with a beauty rest who's closer.

A mattress isn't everything.

It's what's on it that counts.

See you around.

She'll be back.

Beggin'.

Hey, boy.

Hey, what the hell you doin' up there?

You hear me, good buddy?

Now get your rear end down here.

I can't trust you to do anything on your own.

Now get down here.

Get your butt out here.

She was nice.

She was really something else.

She's a lot better than you'll ever know.

What'd you stash to pick up?

Back there, yonder.

Well, at least you're good for something.

How about sharing your lunch with me, Herbie?

Sure.

I got four sandwiches.

You want one of mine?

No, no, no, no, thanks.

I was thinking of more on the order of a hot lunch.

Did you think your old lady would put something together for me?

No.

I can get her to get something hot going for you.

No, no, no, no, Father.

I'll ask of myself.

Hey, hey, you go down to the plant.

I'm gonna leave you in complete charge, okay?

Don't worry about a thing.

Have a good hot lunch.

He wanted a hot lunch.

Nobody makes a meal out of my wife.

You eat at my table, not on my bed?

Not when I serve you, boy.

Ain't nothin' so bad, it can't be righted.

And you just take yourself outside, I'll be there in a minute.

I don't know your name.

You're just somebody I don't like no more.

Our truth, look, Harvey, boy.

Hey, it's Lo.

Hey, I'm right out lookin'.

I got a knot in my belly for lookin'.

Now I'm gonna be swingin'.

But my today, after ten years, he's finally a swingin'.

I'm coolin', will ya?

And she's ready to blow his top.

He ain't been ready for much.

Now, look, boy, you forget it.

I'm gonna hurt you bad, I will.

You don't make believe it never happened.

Take it easy.

Just walk out of here and forget it.

Two big men just talkin' themselves out.

No lovin', no fightin', just talkin'.

Hell, why don't you just shake hands and we can all go to bay?

Now, I'm leavin'.

Relax.

There's no use gettin' yourself all busted up over a pig like that.

Hey, hey!

Come on, hang on.

That's a new ways, that's a new way.

Gotta make it this way, that's a new way.

Come on, get up, get up.

Phil, come in, we got him.

You have to kill me, Stone.

I ain't leaving till you kill me.

If you don't...

You're a arcade boy.

You've been given too much for what everybody else is getting.

Why, boy?

If you don't learn anything from this demon, you're a dummy.

You hear me, boy?

You hear me, boy?

He doesn't hear me.

It's a hell of a meeting.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

Hey, hey, even champions take a one-minute rest between rounds.

How long will he be out?

Long enough.

Just long enough.

There's nobody home.

Great.

Then I'll rob the joint.

There's nobody home.

Oh, I'm sorry.

I mean, I didn't realize...

I didn't see...

Aren't you Angel?

I mean, Mrs.

Boland?

Now that you've recognized me, you can screw your eyeballs back in.

You know, everybody knows about you.

What's to know?

Come on, tell me.

Well, your husband.

He's a pretty big man in this valley.

What's interesting?

A big man?

People say he's rich, you know.

I mean, he's got a lot of bread.

You know, he's holding.

Holding back is more like it.

What's big with you?

Cars.

In them or us?

But it's digging, you know.

I mean, like wheels to go with, make the scene.

I'm all over this valley, you know.

Matter of fact, my old man has laid a new Camaro on me.

What do you want here?

Came to pick up your daughter.

Stepdaughter?

Well, yeah, your stepdaughter.

That's more like it.

How are you going to make the scene here?

Well, what is she dressing or something?

Sit down, kid.

Save yourself.

If you're going to take Lana out, she'll need all your proof.

I didn't pick up on that.

I mean, I don't...

She's a little skinny.

If then those who don't have a lot have to give a little more,

or they wouldn't make the scene, would they?

Yeah.

I guessed next to some people, yeah.

You'd call her skinny.

But then, like you say, she's just a girl.

A growing girl.

Somehow, you seem older, more mature.

I bet you could be a big man in the valley.

I've had my moment.

Minutes is more like it.

I bet you slow the clock way down.

I've wound up some pretty tight ones.

What I need is unwinding.

Here.

Pour some on me and rub it in nice and easy.

Come on, take it.

You think you can handle it?

Oh, Laurie.

Oh, that's it.

Hey, watch your words.

They're getting sloppy.

You are.

Both of you.

Very sloppy.

That's enough on her back, Ray.

You ought to try the other side.

She'd enjoy that much more.

Right, baby.

He probably would, too.

Hold dancing, Laurie.

Are you going to finish your job?

You finish it, Mommy.

Or call in one of your customers.

You're in your natural position.

Why waste a moment?

Five minutes later, honey, you would have blown your boyfriend.

You've got a dirty mind and a mouth to match.

Let's give them a wash.

Oh, my God!

Get me down!

Been around, seen everything.

What's the matter?

Never seen a half-naked woman before.

No?

Not with a wing spread like that.

Aah!

Aah!

Camp!

You're not looking around.

You're just a fuck-tater.

All right.

That's it.

Bring it up.

Oh, yes, yes!

That's better.

Why the hell didn't you join the human race?

That happens to be one of her better ideas.

Either that or join a very old...

What's with your old man?

I don't know, but it's an improvement.

What's with you is a better question.

What, you mean your old lady?

Well, just a few laughs.

You know, passing time.

There's nothing else happening.

You hung me up by being late.

Boy, you're sure lucky I showed up before my old man did,

or before your stupid oil ran out.

The whole damn family's a slew of exits.

All right, that's enough.

Shut it off.

I know you can't take sex, but since when does music bother you?

That's not music.

And what we have is not exactly sex.

You're so right.

So when are you going to drop that uni bit?

It's a little out of style.

Or part-time wives with husbandry's habit.

Look, if you want to give it away, I don't want to know about it.

But I won't have my daughter subjected to your one-way life.

You don't even know one way.

Besides, nothing embarrasses your daughter.

That kid she's running with isn't exactly a high school hero.

Listen, she isn't exactly a fanani.

He seems like a good kid.

Like Karl Marx.

He propositioned me five minutes after he was here.

That's interesting.

I thought he had better taste.

How would you know his taste?

He's 30 years younger, Daddy.

Well, juvenile tastes are sort of fickle, you know.

When I was his age, I was in love with an older woman, too.

She was a weightlifter.

Sort of a freak.

Yeah, now 50 years later, you're the freak.

And you don't even lift weights.

You can't even get yourself up.

I don't know.

But the right partner might perform rather well.

She must be a ghoul.

The mortician's choice.

Mystif of the year.

Not this year.

Another year, maybe.

A lost age.

A lost art.

I wouldn't lay two to one against you on a drawing board.

Of course, that may be your make-out bit.

Board bronze.

Centuries ago, it was a way of life.

A craft of the occult practiced by magicians.

A wondrous, perhaps unholy way of life.

And yet the creatures that plied their arts were many and skilled.

Okay, so I give up.

You got to think the Snow Life.

Yeah, why don't you round her up along with the Snow Life?

Seven to Warpsin, we'll all swim.

These people were witches.

Has a familiar rhyme, doesn't it, Angel?

Anything to sell and brew.

Are you going out?

Sure.

Aren't you?

Yeah, but I got a date.

Well, I might get lucky too.

Oh, I know.

It's your elf's night.

Oh, Daddy's really mysterious.

Don't bend over.

Don't get a horn in your ear.

I'll watch myself.

That's my date.

How I look, Hustler.

Like the Hustler you are.

How in the hell would you know?

He's wasting his gas.

So are you.

He's got a horsepower to spare and muscles he hasn't used yet.

He's a man.

Do you read me, Bert?

Why don't you pick up a broad and try it sometime?

Well, I guess all that muscle isn't between his ears.

But if she only had that movement in her brain...

You want to borrow two dollars?

No, Lucky.

You don't need money.

I have a special rate for the underprivileged.

For a social worker, you've got a pretty big list.

Never mind with the juveniles.

You've got a senior delinquent waiting.

Better serve as cash customers.

Bert, I didn't mean to cut in on your action, honey.

If you want to protest anything, come sit with me.

Anytime.

I'll straighten you out.

Look, bopper.

You think she's all there is?

Well, let me tell you.

I can walk, talk, dress and undress, just like she does.

And I can shake it around, too.

And no matter what you've heard, I may still be an amateur.

But that's not going to last forever.

You think that she's all there is, huh?

Boy, you just watched this.

You just catch this action.

Juvenile.

I love her.

You're a little late in coming.

Oh, yeah, a little.

Come on.

Let's take my car this time.

Nice.

A little straight up and down, but she'll grow.

Yeah.

And you'll grow old in irons, eating raisins and mush.

Seventeen.

She'll make love.

Yeah, well, I can wait in here.

Yeah, but I can't.

that's a funny game people play son I've been watching that for years seems to

me what a stopwatch and and start plans to bone I intend to son today I'm a

player what happened suddenly we're not locked in your room drinking cheap gin

or change of pace never hurt anyone or is that the attraction bad at all you're

a dog robber a lot longer than your memory first time you take me out and it's

to watch some bloated tinny buffer turn you off you just in the competition no

I thought you were a player not a specter can you afford a refill scotch and

soda with a lime twist Jack Daniels could be her back.

That would be 240 stone.

We could change, Betty.

We hope just.

Thank you very much.

Big tipper.

Big lover.

Big man.

Big deal.

Betty's a sweet kid.

She's putting her old man through night school.

I'll bet she's learning more than he is.

Come on, let's go to the bunnies.

Are we both there or leaving?

We could do this in my place.

Yeah.

But you wouldn't have an audience.

I told you she's married.

It's your specialty, isn't it?

Do you want to cut in or do you just need a tighter girdle?

I never use one.

Then stay off the shoulders.

This isn't a freeway.

I'm sorry.

I didn't see your taillights.

Come on, honey.

You want to finish it?

Yeah.

That's your place.

There's no cover charge there.

in the hot flame flashes flickers and died Your romantic bastards.

You got enough light on for Candid camera lying ashamed of my body And you sure

as hell shouldn't be ashamed of yours There ain't a loose fold and your whole

body And you got a better pectoral development than I do.

And these ain't no Mickey Mouse pectoral, baby.

You know, I used to be a masseur.

Sort of a half-assed chiropractor.

I'd pound it flesh eight hours a day.

Twelve on weekends.

I've seen bodies you wouldn't believe.

I mean flab.

And I mean all the sackfuls of suet.

It sure is a pleasure working with rocks and stone now.

It's like a vacation from pound and skin.

You're big on bodies, ain't?

Well, that's why I'm in.

I'm big on bodies.

You sure as hell are.

How long do you hold that masseur job?

About two months.

That's just about your distance.

What, are you in a hurry?

No, just finished.

Aren't you?

Yeah, sure.

But you never rush like this.

But you got yourself another man?

No.

I could sure use one.

Oh, it runs in the family, huh?

What are you driving at?

That kitty horse.

She needs a little oven.

It's a little skinny.

But she'll blow up.

Can't you count?

Seventeen.

And I told you already.

She's seventeen, but she's not my daughter.

You're not serious about that kid, are you?

She looked at me like she was ready.

Oh, hey, better me than that punk kid.

I'll break her in, right?

You fool with Lana, and you're in for big trouble.

You look worried.

Hey, I got enough to go for the whole family, baby.

You won't be shut out.

Thanks.

But I won't be seeing you anymore.

Oh, I'll miss it.

It was first class.

Well, it'll always be enough to go around, baby.

Oh, you're one hell of a man.

You did me a favor.

You made a whore out of me.

I had a head start.

But you finished the job.

But quit while you're ahead, I always said.

And just a suggestion.

Lay off that kid.

You could wind up dead.

Very dead.

See you in church.

Hey, hey, hey.

Hi, I just thought that I would- You late, baby.

I've been waiting for you.

Come on in.

Hi.

Mr.

Boland.

What's happening?

You know, your family really keeps a cat on the move.

Your kids really get started early.

I don't think Lana's up yet.

That may well be, but, uh...

I don't think she spent the night here.

Look, her car's gone.

Oh, she's probably just out here.

Tearing up the country road someplace it's nice of you to be concerned,

but she's a big girl.

She handles her life pretty well You always get up this early you always get in

this late Would you belt there nobody yeah,

you think Angel would your wife would know where Lana is Look,

it's a little early to be getting people up.

Why don't you come back later?

Yeah, I suppose you're right you Where the hell have you been?

I've been on a trip.

What'd you find?

Your lost youth?

No.

It's a little hard to explain,

but you'll know and that'll be enough for both of us.

The only thing that's enough is what you haven't given me.

A lot of things are going to be changed around here.

Like twin beds?

No.

But you will have a choice.

Me or only me?

Or you can go on the way you have been playing the field.

Only you don't come home between soirees.

That's one hell of a choice.

Why don't I just pack now?

You can't.

You might be missing something.

Missing something?

Perch, you killed me.

I've been missing ever since we've been married.

I don't know what's so damn pious.

I told you, I've changed.

Nothing changes.

You're being 50.

Age has nothing to do with it.

What the hell?

I can't play your silly games anymore.

You stay right where you are.

All right,

so you married me as an investment and you didn't draw the interest you thought

you deserved and you've been moving your account all over the valley.

Well,

I'm taking over now and all that crap goes out the window and you don't leave

this room until I tell you to leave.

There's only one way to communicate with you.

And it's proving time right now.

Bert, what the hell are you doing?

Cover me up right now.

Come on, it's cold.

It's cold.

This is your KBAK Farm commentator, Chad Eastam.

Let's see how the various markets throughout the nation are faring,

beginning with the poultry picture.

Markets steady on large and small, higher on medium, large 28 to 32 and a half,

medium 20 to 24.

Turkey prices held mostly steady.

Young hens moved well with 30 pounders and up in better balance with needs.

Offerings were fully adequate in all weights of young toms under 30 pounds,

fryers, roasters and young hens.

And now for the grain arrivals.

Wheat 19, corn 6, sorghum 38, flour 16, barley 22, alfalfa and grain hay,

no change in prices.

U.S.

number 1, 35 to 37.

U.S.

number 2 leafy.

Go man, go.

Work with it.

I'm sorry, Daddy.

I didn't mean to say it, just for felt.

Where have you been?

To hell with that.

It was a short and very unhappy trip.

We all have to make them.

Sometimes we're better off for them.

Everybody in this house is suddenly taking trips.

Is there a raid or something?

Yeah.

A family plan, two for the price of one.

That travel agency is closing shop today.

Wanna go to your room, I'll talk to you later.

I said go to your room.

Remember father, you're no kid.

None of us are anymore.

But somebody.

Annie, please tell me, what the hell is going on?

You know better than anybody, but let's not kid ourselves.

Kicking at it just ripens and smells worse.

Just turn in your travel card.

I'll be booking all your action from now on.

It's always better to give your business to an established firm.

And don't go away.

We've got some unfinished business.

What the hell's the matter with you?

You almost wiped me out.

But Mr.

Boland, I just want to talk to you.

Later, get that thing out of there.

I got something to do.

But I just- I said later, now move it.

Get out.

Look, Mr.

Boland, I want to marry your daughter.

Son, it's a hell of a good idea.

Now, if you come around tomorrow, we'll discuss the details.

Now, move that thing out.

I've got an urgent problem to it.

But I just want to- Move it!

Looks like I'll be hooking up with a pretty swinging family.

You got that, Herbie?

Thirty weight, not forty weight.

It's too thick.

Put that head of yours.

Can't you do anything right?

Well, who the hell is this?

I would guess that you're a stone.

You guessed right, Mac.

What can I do for you?

I want you.

Well, come and get me.

Get him!

Get him!

Get the hell off!

Get him!

Get him!

Drop him!

Hey, man!

Match his face!

Get him!

Drop him!

Get him!

Get him!

Get him!

Get him!

Oh, no!

Get him!

Get him!

Don't hit him again!

Hold that!

Get your hand!

Get him!

Get him!

No!

No!

No!

No!

Drop him!

Get him!

Get him!

I'll be right back.

Let her go!

Let her go!

He had my wife last night!

A chimp!

Get back!

Get back!

This isn't just your...

Leave!

That's keeping one's family together, the hard way.

Yet while history has proven that might does not always make right,

and possession is nine-tenths of the law, more often than not,

what's worth owning is worth fighting for, whether it be life, love,

and the pursuit of happiness, mom's apple pie,

or even something as basic as sex.

And don't go knocking it.

That three-letter word makes a mockery of the four-letter ones that try to

cheapen it.

It's a wonderful game for people of all ages, and even for losers,

it's worth a try.

That's good morning and goodbye.