All language subtitles for Planes.Trains.And.Automobiles.1987.1080p.BluRay.x265-RARBGEnglish

(I got to go.)

(I got to go.)

(I got to catch a plane.)

Two solid hours of staring at material

to decide to reconvene after the holidays
for a fresh look at the lab.

They're selling cosmetics,
not curing cancer.

Why aren't you going to the airport?

What's the point of busting my ass
to catch the 6 o'clock flight?

Why don't you wait and
go out with me on the 8?

You'll never gonna get a cab at this hour.

I told Susan I'd be home by 9:00.

That's you.

Oh, damn it. I left my gloves in Brian's office.

I don't need them. I get in the elevator,
I get on a taxi, I get on a plane and I'm home.

Would you pick them up for me?
I'll drive over tomorrow and get them.

Have a good holiday.

I'll see you in Chicago, John.

You'll never make the 6.

Taxi!

Cab! Cab!

Sir?

Sir, sir. Excuse me.

I know this is your cab, but I am desperately
late for a plane and I was wondering

if I could I appeal to your good nature
and ask you to let me have it.

I don't have a good nature. Excuse me.

Come on!

Could I offer you $10 for it?

20. I'll give you $20 for it.

I'll take 50.

All right.

Anyone who would pay $50 for a cab...

would certainly pay $75.

Not necessarily.

All right, 75.

You're a thief.

Close. I'm an attorney.

Have a happy holiday.

This will help.

Hey! Hey!

Hey! Hey, that's my cab!

That's my cab!

Pull over! Pull over!

All right! Pull over!

That's my cab!

Pull over, buddy!

You're messing with the wrong guy!

All right, you son of a bitch.
This is my cab! Out!

Excuse me.

Excuse me.

Excuse me.

Excuse me.

Your attention please.
Your attention please.

Mid-Central flight 909 to
Chicago O'hare has been delayed.

All passengers wishing further information,

please contact the ticket agent.

When are Grandma and Grandpa

and Grandma and Grandpa gonna come?

They're gonna be here tomorrow, honey.

- Mom?
- Yeah.

Do you think Grandpa Walt's
gonna give me a noogie?

Of course he's gonna give you a noogie.
He loves to give you noogies.

That's how he tells you that he loves you.

Why doesn't he give me noogies?

Because you get Indian burns.

But I prefer noogies.

Keep an eye on your brother.

Hello.

Who is it?

Where are you?

Who is it?

It's Daddy.

Flight delay.

When do you think you'll be in?

Shouldn't be any later than 10.

I'll wait up for you.

I know you, don't I?

I'm usually very good with names,

but I'll be damned if I haven't forgotten yours.

You stole my cab.

I've never stolen anything in my life.

I hailed a cab on Park Avenue this afternoon,

and before I could get in it, you stole it.

You're the guy who tried to get my cab.

I knew I knew you. Yeah.

You scared the bejesus out of me.

Come to think of it, It was awful easy
to get a cab during rush hour.

Forget it.

I can't forget it.

I am sorry.

I had no idea that was your cab.

Let me make it up to you somehow,
huh, please?

How about a nice hot dog and a beer?

No, thanks.

Just a hot dog, then.

I'm kind of picky about what I eat.

Some coffee.

No.

- Milk?
- No.

- Soda?
- No.

- Some tea?
- No.

- Lifesavers?
- No.

- Slurpee?
- Sir, please.

Just let me know. I'm here.

I knew I knew you.

This is something you should have
discussed with the ticket agent.

I couldn't discuss it with the ticket agent,
because I didn't know he put me in coach.

I'm sorry. I can't help you. First class is full.

I have a first class ticket.

You have a coach seat assignment.

Hi, Larry.

Hi, Liz.

Here okay? How about over there?

Oh, here, there. Anywhere's fine.

Pardon me.

Save your boarding pass and
you'll get a refund on the difference.

I don't want a refund.
I want a seat in first class,

where I was booked and ticketed
over a month ago.

Look, I've had just about enough of you.

Now take your seat.

Oh, you've had about enough of me?

First you delay me, then you bump me.

I can't wait to see what happens next?

Is this a coincidence or what?

Have a seat.

I never did introduce myself.

Del Griffith.

American Light and Fixture,
director of sales,

shower curtain ring division.

I sell shower curtain rings.

Best in the world.

And you are?

Neal Page.

Neal Page. Pleased to meet you, Neal Page.

So what do you do for a living, Neal Page?

- Marketing.
- Marketing? Super, super.

Fabulous. Isn't that nice?

Look, I don't want to be rude, but...

I'm not much of a conversationalist,

and I'd pretty like to finish this article.

A friend wrote it, so...

Don't let me stand in your way.
Please, don't let me stand in your way.

The last thing I want to be remembered
is as an annoying blabbermouth.

You know, nothing grinds my gears
worse than some chowderhead,

who doesn't know when
to keep his big trap shut.

You catch me running off at the mouth,
just give me a poke at the chops.

Oh, that feels good.

Oh, God, I'm telling you.

My dogs are barking today.

That feels better.

Six bucks and my right nut says
we're not landing in Chicago.

- Hello.
- Hi.

Where are you?

I'm in Wichita.

Wichita, Kansas?

Are you all right? What happened?

We couldn't land in Chicago.

I don't understand what Wichita has
to do with a snowstorm in Chicago?

What's going on, Neal?

What's going on, is I am in Wichita.

We took off from New York,
they closed Chicago, and we landed here.

Neal.

Trouble on the home front?

I really don't think that's
any of your concern.

You knowm the finest line a man will walk

is between success at work
and success at home.

I got a motto:
"Like your work, love your wife."

Well, I'll remember that.

What's the flight situation?

Simple.

There's no way on earth
we're gonna get out of here tonight.

We'd have more luck playing
pickup sticks with our butt cheeks.

than we have of getting a flight
out of here before daybreak.

I guess we'll find out soon enough.

By the time the airline cancels this flight,

which they will sooner or later,

you'd have more of a better chance
to find a three-legged ballerina

than you would a hotel room.

You're saying I could be stuck in Wichita?

I'm saying you are stuck in Wichita.

Ladies and gentlemen,

may I have your attention, please.?

I'm sorry to announce

that we're canceling flight 909

due to severe weather in Chicago.

Hi, I was wondering if you had
any rooms available for tonight?

Anything. Anything will do.

- No, I'm sorry.
- All right.

Do you know of any other motel...

Neal.

Hi.

Well?

Welcome to Wichita.

Did you book a room yet?

I couldn't get in anywhere.

As soon as we got off the plane,
you called home,

I called the Braidwood Inn.

I missed that one.

I got an idea.

I know the manager pretty well.
I sold him some rings for his curtains.

If you want to pick up the cab fare,

I'll make sure you get a room for the night.

- Yeah. Yeah, sure. Great.
- All right.

Grab an end of this thing, will you?
Thanks, thanks a lot.

This your trunk?

Yeah. You should try lugging this thing
around New York City.

Where the hell is the motel?

Doobie, is it much farther?

Not much.

Why didn't you take the interstate?

You said your friend has never been here,

so I figured he'd like to look around.

There's nothing on the interstate,
but interstate.

It's the middle of the night.

I know, I know, but he's proud of his town.

You know, that's a rare
damn thing these days.

Take care of the luggage, will you, Doobie?

Okay, Del.

Get off of me.

Stick with me.

Evening, Gus.

Del Griffith! How the hell are you?

Well, I'm still a million bucks shy
of being a millionaire.

Gus, I want you to meet an old friend
of mine. This is Neal Page.

- Neal, Gus Mooney.
- Glad to meet you, Nick.

Nice to meet you.

Gus, I told my friend here you'd be able
to fix him up with a room tonight.

Do you have a major credit card?

Do you still honor those discount
credit cards for the rooms?

Well, I'll have to charge you for a double,

but with the discount, it'll come out even.

Oh, there you go. That's pretty good.
We're saving money already.

We're a pretty good team.

We were on our way
to Chicago from New York

and the storm brought us here.

I know all about it. I must have
half your flight booked in already.

Well, I guess you're all fixed.

So... there you are.

Last room in the complex.

You mean share?

- Hey, easy on that.
- Okay.

- Hell of a cab ride, wasn't it?
- Yeah, yeah. It was a great cab ride.

You don't see cabs like that too often,
you know.

- Want to take a shower?
- No!

No, I meant, did you want to go first?

You thought... I wouldn't...

- What do you think I am?
- Yeah, I know.

Gee, that's funny. That's funny.

Oh, come... come on.

Excuse me.

I'd switch pillows with you,
but I'm allergic to sponge.

I've got a bad allergy to it.
I'd be sneezing all night with that thing.

That's why I carry my own pillow.
It's hypoallergenic.

I had no idea those beer cans
were gonna blow like that.

You left them on a vibrating bed.
What did you think was gonna happen?

It's been a long day.
It just didn't occur to me.

It didn't occur to you,
so I have to sleep in a puddle of beer.

You want to switch?

No, I just want to sleep.

Me, too. I am bushed.

Good night.

Good night.

She's sleeping in our house!

I'll have to burn the sheets!

What if it was one of your friends, huh?

What if the shoe was on the other foot?

I'd go barefoot!

Traffic is resuming at O'Hare field,

and flights will be moving
out of there very shortly.

Sorry.

Goddamn!

- What, what?
- That's it!

If I don't clear my sinuses, I'll snore all night.

If your kid spills his milk, what do you do,
slap him in the head?

What, what, what?
What is that supposed to mean?

You're not a very tolerant person.

Look, you've been under my skin
since New York.

Starting with ripping off my cab.

God, you're a tight-ass.

How would you like a mouthful of teeth?

Oh, and hostile, too.

Nice personality combination.

Hostile and intolerant.

That's borderline criminal.

Screw you!

You spilled beer all over the bed,

you smoke,

you mess up the bathroom...

Who let you stay in the room?

I even let you pay for it,
so you wouldn't feel like an intruder,

which you most certainly are.

- Oh, I'm an intruder?
- Yes, you are an intruder.

I was having a prefectly nice trip,
untill you walked into my life.

I walked into your life? Who was that
who talked my ear off on the plane?

Who was that? I'm curious.

Who told you to book a room? I did.
Out of the goodness of my dumb old heart.

Boy, you are an ungrateful jackass.

Well, go ahead, sleep in the lobby,
see if I care.

I hope you wake up so stiff,
you can't even move.

You're no saint. You got a free cab,
you got a free room,

and someone who'll listen
to your boring stories.

I mean, didn't you notice on the plane
when you started talking,

eventualIy I started reading the vomit bag?

Didn't that give you some sort of clue like,

hey, maybe this guy's not enjoying it?

You know, everything's not an anecdote.

You have to discriminate.

You choose things that are funny

or mildly amusing

or interesting.

You're a miracle.

Your stories have none of that.

They're not even amusing accidentally.

Honey, I'd like you to meet Del Griffith.

He's got some amusing anecdotes for you.

Here's a gun so you can blow
your brains out. You'll thank me for it.

I could tolerate any insurance seminar.

For days, I could sit there and listen to them
go on and on with a big smile on my face.

They'd say: "How can you stand it?"

And I'd say:
"Cause I've been with Del Griffith.

"I can take anything."

You know what they'd say? They'd say:

"I know what you mean.

"The shower curtain ring guy."

It's like going on a date
with a Chatty Cathy doll.

I expect you have a little string
on your chest, you know,

that I pull out and have to snap back.

Except I wouldn't pull it out
and snap it back, you would.

By the way, you know,
when you're telling these little stories,

here's a good idea.

Have a point.

It makes it so much more interesting
for the listener.

You want to hurt me?

Go right ahead,
if it makes you feel any better.

I'm an easy target.

Yeah, you're right.

I talk too much.

I also listen too much.

I could be a cold-hearted cynic like you.

But I don't like to hurt people's feelings.

Well, you think what you want about me.

I'm not changing.

I like... I like me.

My wife likes me.

My customers like me.

'Cause I'm the real article.

What you see is what you get.

Del.

Hmm? Yeah.

Why did you kiss my ear?

Why are you holding my hand?

Where's your other hand?

Between two pillows.

Those aren't pillows!

- See that Bears' game last week?
- Yeah, hell of game. Hell of a game.

Bears've got a great team this year.
They're gonna go all the way.

Hey, Neal, take my socks out of the sink
if you're going to brush your teeth, all right?

Where are you?

I'm in Wichita.

You're still at the airport?

No, I'm at a motel. I spent the night
with this guy I met on the plane.

You shared a motel room with a stranger?
Are you crazy?

Not yet, but I'm getting there.

Did you call the airline?

Everything's booked solid, but they said
I have a good chance of getting on standby.

And if they told you wolverines
would make good house pets,

would you believe them?

I'm not spending Thanksgiving in Wichita.

I got a family waiting for me. I'll get home.

Not by airplane.

They got 18 hours of air traffic backed up.

Anyway you slice it, the odds are we're
going to have our turkey roll right here.

If we wait for the flight.

- How the hell else can we get home?
- Thanks.

Burt Dingman. A buddy of mine.
He works for the railroad.

- Train?
- Yeah.

I sold them all their shower curtain rings.

He owes me a favor.

I'll get that. I paid for everything else.

Why break precedent?

You're making me feel like a freeloader.

Get me on the train, we're square.

You got it. That's the easy part.

What?

You know goddamn well what.

I'm sorry. I don't.

I had over $700 in here.

I didn't touch you dough, Neal.
I'm a lot of things, but I'm not a thief.

You went into my stuff last night, right?

I didn't take your money.

And I don't care for the accusation.

Well, I had over $700 in here.
You went into my wallet for pizza.

Just maybe when you went into it,
you had to--

Count it!

Oh, like you'd keep it in there if you stole it.

There's $263 in there.

There's a dollar more,
then you can call me a thief.

Just count it.

Count it!

263, right?

- Empty.
- What?!

We were robbed.

Do you think so?

You know, I've been thinking.

What we're dealing with here
is a small time crook.

He didn't take the credit cards, right?

So we charge our way home.

What kind of plastic do you carry?

I've got a Visa and a gasoline card.

Oh, I've got a Neiman-Marcus card
in case we want to buy a gift for someone.

What have you got?

Chalmer's Big and Tall Men's Shoppe.

It's a seven-outlet chain
in the Pacific Northwest.

Great stuff.

Unfortunately, it does us no good here.

Oh, never mind.

Just get me to the train station
and I'll take care of everything else.

Oh, I got all that covered.
Gus' son is going to pick us up.

This is not him, is it?

Gee, I hope not.

Are you Gus' son?

I'm Owen.

You the shower curtain fella?

Yeah. Yeah. Del Griffith.

How are you?

This is Neal Page from Chicago.

Hi.

Pleased to meet you both.

I'm to drive you to Wichita to catch a train?

Yeah, we'd appreciate it.

Train don't run out of Wichita.

'Lessen you're a hog or cattle.

People train runs out of Stubbville.

That'll be fine.

That'll be just fine.

Leave it be.

Get your lazy behind out here
and put that trunk on the back.

Oh, no, no. We've got it.

It's very heavy.

She don't mind.

She's short and skinny,

but she's strong.

Her first baby

come out sideways.

She didn't scream or nothing.

Isn't that something?

You're a real trooper.

We've got it. We've got it already. It's done.

You know, Stubbville's
a little further than Wichita.

How much further?

30 miles.

Maybe 40.

No more than 45 though.

Depending on which way he goes.

If he goes the back roads,
it could be anywhere up to 70 miles.

Give me the glove.

Ow! Just nipped. Little part.

Give him the goddamn glove!

Are we there yet?

No, a little way to go yet.

Beautiful country though, isn't it?

What do you figure the temperature is?

One.

Thanks.

They didn't have two together.

You got to be kidding me.

Oh, I knew it.

You know, the secretary was new,
and I explained it.

Oh, gee... I'm sorry.

Yeah, I thnik they're just full.

Well, it's the holidays, I guess.

Hey, we're lucky we got a ticket.

Yeah. So, if I don't see you again.

Well, I'll see you on the train.

You want to get together
for a drink in the bar car?

I'm going to get some sleep.

- You sure?
- Yeah.

Anyway, it's been interesting.

That's the understatement of the year.

And thanks for the ticket.

Neal! I need your address.

I got to send you the money
to pay you back for this ticket.

Ticket's a gift.

Oh, no, no, no, no. Come on now.
What's the address?

Del, it's a gift.

Happy holidays.

Same to you.

Hi.

- Going home for Thanksgiving?
- Yeah.

Me, too.

We're just going to make it.

What did you do here?

Is there smoke?
Did you say you smell smoke?

You walk a mile, a mile and-a-half
to the highway up here.

The trucks will meet you and
they'll take you into Jefferson City.

You're in a pretty lousy mood, huh?

To say the least.

You ever travel by bus before?

Your mood's probably
not going to improve much.

Neal, Neal. Check that out.

Beats a movie on a plane, huh?

Why don't you take a picture?
It'll last longer.

You got busted.

Oh, that was good.

I guess this is probably as good
a time as any to tell you this.

Our tickets are only good to St. Louis.

St. Louis to Chi-town is booked
tighter than Tom Thumb's ass.

Look, it's Thanksgiving.

All right!

That was fun, wasn't it?

All right. Who knows a tune here?
Who wants to sing a tune?

Who's got a song?

- I got one...
- You got one? Neal Page has got one.

# Three coins in a fountain #

# Each one seeking hap... #
You know this? # ...seeking happiness #

# Thrown by three hopeful lovers #
No?

# Flintstones. Meet the Flintstones #

# They're the modern stone age family #

# From the town of Bedrock #

# They're a page right out of history #

# When you're with the Flintstones #

# Have a yabba dabba doo time #

# A dabba doo time #

# You'll have a gay old time #

Wilma!

How do you do, ma'am?
My name's Del Griffith.

I'm with the American
Light and Fixture Company,

Jewelry division.

And I've got the deal of a lifetime for you.
Do you have a minute?

This is your Diane Sawyer
autographed earring.

Do you ever watch Sixty Minutes?

Thanks.

This is Czechoslovakian ivory.

That's it. It's $5.

Great.

This is your Walter Cronkite moon ring.

Thank you.

They are filled with helium,

so they're very light.

Thank you.

This is an autographed
Darryl Strawberry earring.

All right!

These are very special earrings,
by the way.

These were originally handcrafted

for the Grand Wizard of China

back in the fourth century.

Now, these, of course, aren't the originals,

but they are replicas.
Very good replicas, too.

They're selling for $5 a pair. Two for $7.

I'm Marti Page, and I'm thankful

that my dad's coming home
for Thanksgiving.

You know something?

It makes you look a little older, too.

I mean not just a little bit.

You could pass for 18 or 19.

Did you call the wife?

No one was home.

Probably at my daughter's
Thanksgiving pageant.

You missed it.

I'm sorry. Those...

Those are the precious moments, too.

They don't come back again.

I've been spending too much time
away from home.

I haven't been home in years.

What, seriously?

No, it's a figure of speech.

You know, I'm on the road so much,

it's like not being there.

By the way, I called a good friend of mine
at Eastern Airlines.

It doesn't look good.

I know. I called all the airlines.

Well, at least we're still sitting on
over 100 beans from my brilliant idea.

You're a terrific salesman.

You know...

I've been thinking that
when we put our heads together,

we really...

we've really gotten nowhere.

And...

you know, I think I'm holding you up.

Oh, no. Don't say that about yourself.
That's not true, Neal. It really isn't true.

No, I really think we'll get to where
we're going a lot faster if...

we were alone.

Okay?

Okay.

I see.

I think I'm just going to take care of this
and I think I'm going to get going.

- I appreciate that.
- Yeah, that's fine.

You know, it's just harder for two people
to travel. You know?

Yeah. Yeah. Sure it is.

And if you've got reservations...

Yeah. Yeah, I know what you're saying.

Thanks for the meal.

Yeah, okay, that's all right.

And I owe you some of this, too.

No, no, no, no. Del.

- Del, I told you it was a gift.
- This is your cut, all right?

- I'm not taking your money.
- Take the money.

- Buy your kids a chocolate turkey or something.
- No, no, you get your kids something.

- You take it. Take it. Take it.
- I don't want the money, okay?

- I don't need anything for my kids.
- I'm just going to leave it there.

Then leave it. If you want to leave it, fine.

That's okay. I'm done, okay?

I've got to get going now,
so if you'll excuse me...

I got things to do.

So...

Good luck to you and
I hope you get home soon.

I'll see you.

Yeah, sure you will.

It's a white Lincoln town car, space V-5.

V-5

V-5.

V-5.

Hey! Hey!

Hey! Hey!

Hey! Hey! Hey!

Hey, the car's not there!

I need a ride back!

You...

God!

Goddamn it!

Goddamn it!

You're messing with the wrong guy!

You're messing with the wrong guy!

Oh, gee, Marie, you're a stitch.

No, mom's going to do the turkey.

Yeah, dad wants ambrosia,

so I guess we're going to get
those miniature marshmallows.

And I'll do the crescent rolls,
and you do the cranberries.

You know I can't cook.

Yeah, Well, I'll see you tomorrow then.

Gobble gobble.

Oh, bye-bye.

Welcome to Marathon. May I help you?

Yes.

How may I help you?

You can start by wiping
that fucking dumb-ass smile

off your rosy fucking cheeks.

Then you can give me
a fucking automobile.

A fucking Datsun,

a fucking Toyota,

a fucking Mustang,

a fucking Buick.

Four fucking wheels and a seat.

I really don't care for the way
you're speaking to me.

And I really don't care for the way

your company left me
in the middle of fucking nowhere

with fucking keys to a fucking car
that isn't fucking there.

And I really didn't care to fucking walk
down a fucking highway

and across a fucking runway

to get back here to have you smile
at my fucking face.

I want a fucking car

right fucking now.

May I see your rental agreement?

I threw it away.

Oh, boy.

Oh, boy, what?

You're fucked.

You're messing with the wrong guy!

Okay, 86, wake up.
You're going to block the line.

- Yeah, where you going?
- Chicago.

- Chicago?
- Chicago.

You know you're in St. Louis?

Yes, I do.

Why don't you try the airlines? They are
a lot faster and you get a free meal.

If I wanted a joke, I'd follow you into
the john and watch you take a leak.

Now, are you going to help me

or are you going to stand there
like a slab of meat with mittens.

What are you doing?

I almost crushed your head like a melon.

Del?

Get your car out of here!

Just a minute, okay?

Get it out of here!

What is your problem?

You insensitive asshole.

Can't you see we've got
an injured man down on the street?

Now, I'll move my car,

but I want you help him up.

No!

My pleasure.

You know, I had a feeling that
when we parted ways,

somehow, someday,
our paths would cross again.

Are you all right?

I've never seen a guy get picked up
by his testicles before.

Lucky thing for you that cop
passed by when he did.

Otherwise, you'd be lifting
your schnutz to tie your shoes.

I'm sorry. That's terrible.

Do you have any idea
how glad I am I didn't kill you?

Do you have any idea
how glad I'd be if you had?

Oh, come on, pal. You don't mean that.

Remember what I said
about going with the flow?

How I am supposed to go with the flow
when the rental car agency

leaves me in a 100-acre parking-lot
with keys to a car that isn't there,

and then I have to hike 3 miles back
to find out they don't have any more cars?

I got a car, no sweat at all.

Well, Del, you're a charmed man.

- Nope.
- Oh, I know.

You just go with the flow.

Like a twig on the shoulders
of a mighty stream.

Would you please stop
doing that with the seat?

Once you start screwing around
with these damn things,

you can never get comfortable.

Then quit screwing around with it.

I got to get comfortable.

Do you have a bad back?

Well, I do and it hurts like a bugger.

There's only a couple good positions.

You're going to break it.

Done.

Ah, lovely.

Lovely, lovely.

Oh, damn it.

What now?

I got the seat right where I want it.

I can't reach my feet to get my shoes off.

That's just fine. Leave your shoes on.

I can't relax if I got my shoes on.

I don't care to breathe your foot odor.
Leave the shoes on!

Gee, it must be swell to be
so perfect and odor-free.

You know, there's plenty of things
about you that bother me,

but I'm decent enough not to bring them up.

- Really, really?
- That's right, yeah.

What do I do that bothers you?

- I'm just curious.
- Well, there's lots of things that you do.

- Name one. Why don't you name one?
- There's quite a few things.

- You want me to name one?
- Yeah.

Fine...

You play with your balls a lot.

I do not play with my balls.

Larry Bird doesn't do as much ball
handling in one night as you do in an hour.

Are you trying to start a fight?

No, I'm simply stating a fact, that's all.

You fidget with your nuts a lot.

You know what would make me happy?

Another couple of balls
and an extra set of fingers?

Oh, that's humor.

Oh, that's real humor.

What would make be happy is
if you give your mouth a rest.

My pleasure.

- I'd like a little silence when I drive.
- No problem.

- Thank you very much.
- You're welcome.

You broke the seat.

You broke the goddamn seat.
I don't believe it.

It wasn't broken when I got out.

You messed around with it
till you broke it.

How can you break a car seat.
It's impossible.

What do you mean it's impossible?

- You want to drive?
- No I don't.

Why did you do this?

Look, I'm not going to be held
responsible for faulty engineering.

Oh, boy, this is comfortable.
This is really comfortable.

I don't want to argue, all right?
Let's not fight.

All right, all right.

Now, I'm gonna go to sleep. All right.

I'm putting my wallet in the glove
compartment. Don't let me forget it.

All right.

That was Ray Charles doing
The Mess Around.

Looking outside,
the weather's beginning to clear up now.

I hope you're enjoying your evening with us.

We're coming up half past the hour...

Oh, come on.

Right.

Oh, shit!

Okay.

Think it out. Just relax.

Let go! Let go!

What's happening?

Oh, we almost hit a deer, that's all.

Are you all right?

Yes, I'm fine. Yes, I'm fine.

It's getting pretty hot in here.
You ought to take your parka off.

Yes. Yes, I will.

Holy shit! Look at that guy
on the wrong side of the highway!

He's going to kill somebody!

Oh, my God!

Hey!

Hey!

Hey, what's going on?

Some joker wants to race.

Turn around!

Don't race. It's ridiculous.

All right, come on. Let's go. Let's go.

Put your window down!

He wants something.

He's probably drunk.

You're going the wrong way!

What?

- You're going the wrong way!
- You're going the wrong way!

He says we're going the wrong way.

Oh, he's drunk.

How would he know where we're going?

Yeah, how would he know?

Thank you. Thanks a lot.

Terrific.

Thank you.

What a moron.

You're going in the wrong direction!

- You're going to kill somebody!
- You're going to kill somebody!

You're going the wrong way!

- Truck. Truck. Truck.
- What?

What?!

Well, this isn't so bad.

I thought it would be a lot worse than this.

They'll be able to buff this out no problem.

Oh, yeah.

I mean, that was close.

We can laugh about it now.
We're all right, you know.

The whole...

Maybe we should just get
my stuff off the road, huh?

What do you think? Yeah.

Yeah, that's a good idea.

Oh, my back!

God.

Come on. Here we go.

Thanks.

Set it down for a second.

What a night.

What?

What?

You finally did it to yourself.

Huh?

I mean, good luck turning the car in.

They're going to be happy
as pigs in shit to see you.

How could you rent the thing anyway
without a credit card?

I mean you couldn't. How could you do it?

I gave this gal behind the counter
a set of shower curtain rings.

You can't rent a car
with shower curtain rings, Del.

Well...

somehow your...

diner's club card wound up in my wallet,

and I just...

- You stole it!
- Not exactly.

- You stole my card!
- No, I swear on my life I didn't.

- I know you stole it.

- You stole my card...
- I did not steal your card!

- ...and then you rented a car,
- I didn't!

- ...and then you burned it up!
- I did not!

- I found it in my wallet!
- I knew you stole it.

I thought you put it there.

Why would I put it there?

Kindness?

Kindness?

Kindness?

You stole it!

He stole it!

No, I didn't. No, I didn't.
I was going to send it back to you

with whatever the rental car
charge was, plus interest.

But you didn't give me your address.
What was I supposed to do?

You just ditched me.

I had no money, I had no cards,
I had nothing.

Give it back!

I can't!

Why not?

Because!

Because why?

Because when we stopped to gas up,

I put the card back in your wallet.

Are you mad at me?

You know, you could've killed me,
slugging me in the gut when I wasn't ready.

That's how Houdini died, you know.

One good thing about it,

with all this fresh air,
we're going to sleep like babies.

Neal? Hey, hey, Neal, wait up.

I need one room.

If you're pissed at me,
maybe we should get separate rooms.

You get your own room.

I'll need a major credit card.

Right. Right.

I have...

Diner's...

Visa...

and a gasoline card.

These aren't credit cards.

All right, I'll pay cash. Cash.

$42.50.

How about... $17?

I can't do that.

Please.

Have mercy.

I've been wearing the same underwear
since Tuesday.

I can vouch for that.

I don't... I don't... I don't own the place.

$17 and a hell of a nice watch.

Would you like a room?

I got a slight problem here.

I don't have the $42.50.

You have $17 and a good watch?

No, I don't. I have...

I have $2.00 and...

and a Casio.

I'm going to have to say goodnight.

Well, Marie...

Once again, my dear,
you were as right as rain.

I am, without a doubt,

the biggest pain in the butt
that ever came down the pike.

I meet someone whose
company I really enjoy,

and what do I do?

I go overboard.

I smother the poor soul.

I cause him more trouble
than he has a right to.

God, I got a big mouth.

When am I ever going to wake up?

I wish you were here with me right now.

But I guess...

that's not going to happen.

Not now, anyway.

What did I do to get hooked up
with this guy?

You're going to freeze to death out there.

How's your drink?

Good.

Go for another one?

Where've you been?

You've been to Italy?

You had amaretto?

I have amaretto, and this is a gin.

Oh, gin.

What is that? Is that a tequila there?

A little Mexican trip.

Tequila?

Here you go. Coming up.

Is this a good combo or what?

No, probably not.

Me, I'm going back to Jamaica.

Jamaica, man.

Go to Jamaica. Have some rum, man.

Dig it.

Iree, iree, man.

Oh, shit.

You know, when I'm dead and buried,

all I'm going to have around
to prove that I was here

was some shower curtain rings
that didn't fall down.

Great legacy, huh?

At the very least,

at the absolute minimum,

you've got a woman you love
to grow old with, right?

You love her, don't you?

Love is not a big enough word.

It's not a big enough word
for how I feel about my wife.

To the wives.

To the wives!

Well, let me just close this conversation

by saying you are one unique individual.

What is unique?

Latin for asshole?

Grab those. I'm going to kick them off.

Well, I'll tell you. As much trouble
as I've had on this little journey,

I'm sure one day I'm going
to look back and laugh.

You think so?

Oh, I'm laughing already.

Oh, God.

Oh, when that car blew up.

Was that seat hot or what?

I feel like a big whopper.

Turn me over. I'm done on this side.

I'm afraid to look at my ass, you know.

I'm going to have those griddle marks
on my ass.

What is that?

Potato chips.

They're everywhere!

Why do I feel like I am in summer camp?

Now how the hell does this thing turn off?

You all set?

Just a minute.

Give it a good push now.

- All right.
- All right.

Oh, geez.

- Push! Put some oomph into it!
- I am! I am!

Push, for Christ sake!

I think we have to rock it a bit.

All right. Okay.

Up and down. Here we go. Ready?

Yeah.

Here we go.

Reverse!

Get in!

Go!

# Blue moon of Kentucky
keep on shining #

# Shine on the one that's gone
and proved untrue #

# Blue moon of Kentucky
keep on shining #

# Shine on the one that's gone
and left me blue #

# It was on a moonlit night
The stars were shining bright #

# They whispered from on high
Your love has said good-bye #

# Blue moon of Kentucky
keep on shining #

Oh, great. Great. A cop.

Watch it!

How fast are you going?

I can't tell. The speedometer's melted.

Pull over.

Top of the morning, officer.

Hi.

Is there something I can help you with?

What the hell are you driving?

We had a small fire last night,
but we caught in the nick of time.

You have any idea how fast
you were going?

Funnily enough, I was just talking
to my friend about that.

Our speedometer's melted

and as a result it's very hard to say
with any degree of accuracy

exactly how fast we were going.

78 miles an hour.

78, huh?

Well, yeah. I can buy that. Sure. I guess.

You know, you'd know better than us.

Especially since we've got
a melted speedometer.

Do you feel this vehicle is
safe for highway travel?

Yes, I do.

Yes, I really do. I believe that...

I know it's not pretty to look at,
but it'll get you where you want to go.

You got no outside mirror.

No, we lost that.

You have no functioning gauges.

No, not a one.

However, the radio still works.

Funny as that may seem,
with all this mess,

that the radio is the only thing
that's really working good.

And it's clear as a bell. Don't ask me how.

I can't let you go ahead in this vehicle.

Can't what?

No. It's not fit for the road.

The vehicle will be impounded

until such time as it can be made safe
for travel on state highway.

Okay, officer, I admit it. I broke the law.

And for that I'm really sorry.
I am and it'll never happen again.

You got me there and I won't argue
with you one iota, I swear.

However...

If you impound our car,

I'm going be unable to get my friend here
home in time for his Thanksgiving dinner.

Well, our ship has come in.

It's free and it's nonstop.

I said I'was going to get you home.

I don't care, just so the heater's working.

The driver's a little freaky
about people riding up in his cab.

So, we can't sit there.

Well, if we can't sit up there,
where are we supposed to ride?

Beats walking, huh?

You know, you're going to be in Chicago in...

less than three hours, around there,

if we don't hit traffic.

And I don't think we should,
since it's Thanksgiving.

We're moving now.

You believe this?

It's been a hell of a trip.

It sure has.

But... after all is said and done,

you did get me home
and I really appreciate it.

Hey, next time, let's go first class, all right?

God, I hope there isn't a next time.

I know what you mean. I really do.

This you?

Yeah.

- It's been great meeting you, Neal. It really has.
- Nice to meet you.

Again, I'm sorry if I caused you any trouble.

Oh, no, you didn't cause me trouble.
You got me home.

And... a little late.

A couple days.

But...

I'm a little wiser, too. So...

Me, too.

Happy holidays.

Same to you.

- Happy Thanksgiving, Neal.
- Okay.

- Give my love to the family, will you?
- Same to you.

- Maybe I'll get the chance to meet them someday.
- Okay.

Say hello to Marie for me.
I feel like I know her.

Yeah.

So... Okay.

And you have a happy Thanksgiving.

Hey, you know it.

So long.

I like... I like me.

My wife likes me.

At the very least,
the absolute minimum,

you've got a woman you love
to grow old with, right?

I'm spending too much time away from home.

I haven't been home in years.

I haven't been home in years.

I haven't been home in years.

Del, what are you doing here?

You said you were going home.

What are you doing here?

I...

I don't have a home.

Marie's been dead for eight years.

Boy. You are one lucky guy, Neal.

I know.

Look, I won't stay long or anything.

Maybe I'll just come in and say hi,
and then I'll be on my way, all right?

Just come on.

Hiya, kiddo.

Daddy!

Neal's home!

Del Griffith, I want you to meet
my father-in-law, Walt...

- ...my mother-in-law, Peg...
- Hi.

- ...my mother, Joy...
- Hello.

- ...and my dad Martin.
- How are you doing son?

- Welcome, Del.
- Pleased to meet you, sir.

- This little guy's Neal Jr...
- Hello.

- ...my little gem, Marti...
- Hi.

and somewhere around here
is my little baby boy, Seth.

Honey, I'd like you to meet a friend of mine.

Hello, Mr. Griffith.

Hello, Mrs. Page.

Here's two.

You're three.