All language subtitles for Quantum.Leap.s02e21.Sea.Bride-eng

Dr. Sam Beckett led an elite group
of scientists into the desert...

to develop a top secret project
known as Quantum Leap.

Pressured to prove his theories
or lose funding,

Dr. Beckett prematurely stepped
into the project accelerator,

and vanished.

He awoke to find himself in the past,

suffering from partial amnesia
and facing a mirror image
that was not his own.

Fortunately, contact with
his own time was maintained...

through brain wave transmissions
with Al, the project observer,

who appeared in the form
of a hologram that only
Dr. Beckett can see and hear.

Trapped in the past,
Dr. Beckett finds himself...

leaping from life to life,

putting things right that
once went wrong...

and hoping each time that
his next leap will be the leap home.

but this is ridiculous.

''We have not yet begun to fight. J. ''

John PaulJones?

Oh, Phillip!

Why the hell
are you here?

Oh, boy.

But if it wasn't true,
why didn't you come home?

Well--
And don't give me that
naive act, Phillip.

You know, maybe you and I
should just sit down and talk.

Oh! Oh, about what?

Well, uh--

You could tell me--
That I'm still
in love with you.

Huh! Well. I'm not!

And how could I be? You just sail
out of my life one afternoon
to go and think!

And three years later, I get
a letter from Bora-Bora...

that said you were swept away
and stranded on some island.

Well, I didn't buy it, Phillip.

I guess I wouldn't--
I'm over you, Phillip.

Do you understand me?
I can see that.

I'm going to marry Vincent tomorrow, and
there's nothing you could do to stop me.

Now just get out
of my room.

I think this is my room.
Oh.

Well, then, I'll get out.

Before I tear it down!
It's Daddy! Do something.

Uh, uh, uh--
Do what?

The closet! I have to hide
in the closet!

Don't stand there! Help me.

One. Two. Three.

And a half. All right, Phillip.
You leave me no choice but
to break down the door!

Are you, uh, all right?

You have one hell of a nerve,
showing up at Catherine's wedding.

I'm-- I'm sure
it's just a coincidence.

Coincidence? The same kind
of coincidence that got you two
married in the first place?

That coincidence took
three years and a fortune
in psychiatrist's fees to undo.

Maybe if we all would just kinda
come of the closet and talk about it.|

There's nothing to discuss, Dumont.
You closed that conversation
when you chose to run away,

rather than work
for Farlington Nautical.

If you show one perfect hair...

around me, my daughter,
or any member of my family,

I'll-- I'll--

Harvard.

Middleweight champion. 1 91 9.

-
- I'm very sorry, Mr. -- Mr. Dumont.

Miss Farlington refused
to accept these, so the concierge
suggested we bring them back to you.

Coincidence, eh?
That's it, Dumont.

Let's have it out, right now!
Mano a mano!

That means, ''man to man, '' Sam.

- Sir?
- I know what it means.

- Then, get your dukes up!
- I really think that
there's been some mistake here.

Not yet, but there's gonna be, if you--
Only if you try and stop Catherine
from marrying Vincent.

Vinnie the Viper?
I will not allow any...

future son-in-law of mine
to be slandered by the likes of you.

Slandered? It's not slander, Sam.
This Vincent Loggia has a bad habit...

of using people as cement additives.

Mr. Dumont--
Vincent Loggia may not be
as reputable as you may think.

Why? Because he's willing
tojoin Farlington Nautical
and help pull it out of the red?

Something you were unwilling
to do?
These are extremely heavy, sir.

Uh, tell him to take 'em back to her.
Take 'em back.

I won't allow it!
Why not?

It is unacceptable
for an engaged woman...

to receive flowers
from her ex-husband.

As a token of Phillip's friendship!
As a token of
my friendship and...

wishes for a happy new life.

Sir?
Well, all right.

But I don't like it!

And you, sir, if you would please
give Catherine my well-wishes...

and assurance that I am absolutely
no threat to her marriage.

I want your word that you'll
stay away from Catherine,

and not interfere
with this wedding.

You have my solemn word of honor.

You have no honor, Dumont.

- You're not Harvard.
-

there's an
88. 3 percent probability...

that you are here to prevent
this wedding from taking place!

Well, Ziggy's wrong.

No. Phillip and Catherine
were crazy over each other.
They why did they get a divorce?

When Phillip was marooned at sea,
Weathers Farlington IV,

that pompous nozzle that
just walked out the door,

convinced Catherine
that he was dead.

- And he had the marriage annulled.
-

Great. Now what?

-
- Oh, my God. The closet.

Whoop!|

It's so hot in there.|

Sam?

You been busy.
Just take long, slow,
deep breaths.

I can't!

- I certainly could.
- Why not?

It's the dress. It's too tight.
I can't breathe.

Unbutton her dress, Sam.
Slowly! Ooh, I wish I could help.

Better?
Ooh.
I thought I heard you...

talking to somebody
after Daddy left.

Uh, well, no. I was--
I was talkin' to myself.

It's kind of a-- a bad habit
that I can't get rid of.

Phillip?
Why are you here?

Go ahead. Tell her.

See? All right. Originally...

Phillip was unable
to stop the wedding,
so he committed suicide.

Catherine could never
get over it, so two years later,
she died of a broken heart.

Please.
Oh, don't beg, Phillip.

It's too late.
Oh.

This is Wuthering Heights.
This is... Romeo and Juliet.

We're talkin' true love here!
Phillip, it's just too late.

Catherine.
Phillip?

If there's any love left
in your heart for me,

jump off the ship
and swim back to New York.

''Jump off the ship''?

Well, maybe that's exactly what
the poor devil did.

What?
He committed suicide...

byjumpin'off the ship.

Oh, come on, Al!

People don't jump off a ship
for unrequited love.

No, but for true love.

''True love''?
Yeah.

I mean, it only happens
once in a lifetime,

and-and you have to be lucky.

Well, how would you know? I'm--
What do you mean,
how would I know?

That's not fair. I'm sorry.
I'm sure, I mean, given
the sheer volume of attempts,

that you had to luck out once.

Yeah. All right. I had
good odds, and yes,
for one brief moment,

- it happened to me.
- What, did you forget to get her number?

- No, I got married.
- If she was so perfect,
why aren't you still married to her?

That's not important.
What's important is that
you help these lovebirds.

Okay! Fine.
Okay.

I won't jump overboard.
Phillip won't die, and Catherine
won't pine away.

What about Vinnie the Viper?
What do you mean, Vinnie the--

You can't let her marry that gavone.
Gavone?

Yeah, it's Italian.
Gavone!
What's it mean?

G-- I forgot.

Look, just have Ziggy
get me some information on
Vinnie's underworld activities.

I'll tell the Farlingtons.
They'll call of the wedding.

I'll leap out,
Phillip will leap in,

and he can win his own true love
back... by himself.

No, no, no, no.
My instincts tell me,

it cannot be that simple.

So do mine.

We have to talk.

Okay, everything's going
according to plan.

She's locked up in her cabin,
totally confused and miserable.|

This is what we planned?
Absolutely!

This must be Catherine's
little sister, Jennifer Elizabeth.

Phillip, we've got one
tiny little problem.
What's that?

I overheard Vinnie the Viper.
How'd you know his name?

I made it up. I mean,
doesn't he look like
a snake to you?

Uh, uh, sort of.
Anyway.

He was talking to that henchman
he calls a ''best man, '' and he told him...

if you step one foot near Kate--
That's short for Catherine.

He's gonna chop you up into little,
tiny pieces and feed you to the fish.

Uh-oh.

Maybe it wasn't a suicide.

Fish food. Vinnie wants
to turn me into fish food.

Vinnie's creepy, but I doubt
he's actually ever murdered anybody.

No, he's never been
convicted of murder.

But the state of New York
got him on three other felonies.

Maybe this isn't really
such a good idea.

- She loves you.
- If she loves me, why did she slap me?

Sam, that means she loves you!

You're the only person who can
get her that impassioned.

Before you,
she was positively boring.

You know, this kid's gonna be
a good ally.

Falling in love with you was the only
thing she ever did right in her life.

Please, please, please talk to her!

- Sam!
- Okay! O-- Okay.

Maybe-- Maybe you're right.

Oh, Phillip.
I'm so glad you're here.

Me too.

Now, listen. You, uh,
get to dinner, before
we both get in trouble.

Thanks for the flowers.

that you're here to get Vinnie
out of her life without ending yours.

Why do I feel like Vinnie the Viper
is not going to appreciate that?

Good point. Uh, now
you have to look around...

and find a nice, romantic place.

- Are you saying I have to
make her fall in love with me?
- She's already in love with you.

But unless she thinks
you're still in love with her,

she's not gonna trust you--
and if she doesn't trust you,

then she's not gonna believe you
when you give her the lowdown
on Vinnie the Viper.

Which I'm gonna get... to you.

How come you always get
the easy stuff?

Eh, just lucky, I guess.

I don't like it, Vinnie.
The children have no respect.
The women have no respect.

I don't like that nobody
gotta no respect.

''Love hath no 'rot'
like a woman scorned. ''

- Hmm?
- Shakespeare.

Hey! Maybe you should no marry
into this crazy family.

Does make me kinda wonder, though,
what's in store for the marriage.

Oh, pre-wedding jitters.

Maybe I should talk with her.
'Splain to her about Italian men.

After the wedding,
I'll have a long talk with her.

''Fair Catherine, we await you,

like the day awaits the sun. ''

Besides, if you don't come out,
I'm tearin' the door down.

Get the hell out here!

That'll make her rush
right into your arms.

You know, Marian did
practically the same thing...

the night before our wedding.

Didn't you, diddums?|

Look. I don't care what
you have to do, Weathers,|

but in seven minutes, we are
supposed to be sitting down
at the captain's table for dinner.

your women there,
and in control.

- Do we understand each other?
- Andiamo.

Seven minutes.
Hmm.

Ta-ta!

Oh, for heaven's sakes,
put a cap on it, Marian.

How can we be doing this
to our little Kate?

Doing what?
Feeding her to the Romans.

It's lions, Je--
We're not feeding her
to the lions!

It's a wedding!
Are they gone?

Daddy? Daddy, I don't think
I can go through with this.

Oh, you're a Farlington.
You can go through
with anything.

I just don't think
I'm in love with him.

See?
Well, marriage isn't
only about love, darling.

Is it, diddums?|

Oh, uh, Marian. Marian,
go and fix your face, will you?

And takeJennifer with you.
But I'm ready.

You do... like Vincent,
don't you?

Well--
He likes you.

Daddy, he likes me because I'm blonde,
went to Vassar, and speak English.

A language completely
foreign to him.

Catherine! The shipping business
is about to go under.

God, do I hate
the way that sounds.

And Vincent has offered
to buy us out.

Is that why he's the first man
you've ever approved of?

Kate.

He'll take care of you.
The way you deserve
to be taken care of.

And with the sale of the company,
I'll be able to take care
of your mother and Jenny.

Give her all the opportunities
that I was able to give you
as a young girl.

Daddy, I wantJenny to have
all the wonderful things
I had growing up.

But I really think that you should love
someone if you're going to marry them.

Like Phillip.

I remember.
Week after week you cried.

And there was nothing I could do
to take the hurt away.

I don't know what I would have done
without you.

You survived Phillip's love,
and I think it's time now...

you take a little responsibility for your life.

Daddy, will I ever--
Yes.
You'll learn to love him.

And you'll have children.

And you'll always have us.

I'll go get ready
for dinner now, Daddy.
Oh.

That's my little girl!

You're supposed to be
talkin' to Catherine!
She wouldn't talk to me.

What do you mean,
she wouldn't talk to you?
I mean, she wouldn't talk to me.

Oh.
I sent two notes
to her table at dinner.

She wouldn't accept them.
I tried to cut her off on the way
to the ladies' room--

She saw me, she turned back.
I've done everything
but wait on her table.

She won't talk to me.
Well, you've got to get
alone with her.

How?
Well, tryJenny.
She's a bright kid.

No, no. She's already
done her part. Look.

''I got you a key
to the first-class pool. ''

Ooh, a midnight swim!
You know, there's nothing
more erotic than...

a couple of wet, slippery bodies--
Al! Al! Al! I'm not going
there to be erotic.

Forgive me. I forgot
who I was talking to.
I mean, even if I was--

which I'm not-- I-I'll be
going there by myself.

Unless I can convince Catherine
to come there.

And the only way I'm gonna
convince her to get there is if I can
get two minutes alone with her!

W-What aboutJenny?
Can't she get her to come?

No, she--
that it should all look like
it's comin' from me.

Well, she's right.
Because the last thing
a woman wants to think...

is that she's being set up
by her-- by her baby sister.

I know what. Hmm!

What's the way to be
completely intimate...

in a room full of people?

And though we are parted

I want you to know

That if things go wrong, dear

And fate is unkind

Look over your shoulder

I'm walking

Behind

and this is the
Monte Carlo Nights.

We are here till dawn
for your listening pleasure.

Ah, oui, monsieur? And
what is your pleasure tonight?

I don't speak French. I just
speak with a French accent.

I need you to play a tango.
I love the tango.

What the hell are you doing?
Dancing with you.

Everybody's watching.

You look gorgeous.

Smile.

I don't want to smile.
I need to talk to you.

We have nothing
to say to each other.

I'll kill him.
Gimme your gun.
I can't give you a gun.

Especially here.

I want you to meet me tonight.

Why are you doing this to me?
Because I care about
what happens to you.

Then stay out of my life!

Meet me at the first-class pool
at midnight.

It's closed.
Jenny has a key.

The little imp.
I should have known
she was in on this.

She's worried about you.
Are you doing this
forJenny?

I'm doing it for you.
Will you meet me?
No.

All right, all right.
If I meet you, will you go away
and let me live my life in peace?

Please?

- If that's what you really want.
-

-
- Yes.

- Thanks for the dance.
- Phillip!

That little waltz may have
just cost you your life.

Tango.
Outside.

Actually, I'm meeting someone--

I ought to kill you right now.
Oh, don't make me
shoot him here, Vinnie.

Don't call me Vinnie.
And I'll shoot him.

Wait a minute. Wait a minute.
Why don't we just discuss this
like civilized people?

Instead of arguing about
who's gonna shoot me, all right?

Besides, isn't it bad luck
to shoot somebody
the night before your wedding?

Not in Brooklyn.
Look.

- I don't wanna shoot you.
- Good.

Vincent is tryin' real hard
to change his image.

And... I can see that.

I'm gonna marry Catherine tomorrow.
And I don't want you gettin'her all...

confused with a lot
of stuff from the past.

I can appreciate that.

And I'm sure you can appreciate
that I just want to make sure
that she's not confused about the present.

Why does that sound like
you're not gonna go away?

Because, maybe... I can't.

Let's, uh, try another approach.

I'm a businessman.
And your comin'here
is jeopardizing my future.

And that, uh, offends me.

And like Shakespeare said,
''If thy eye offends thee, pluck it out. ''

That means, if you don't
stay out of Vinnie's way,
you're gonna get plucked.

So, let's just say that from here out,
you and I have an agreement.

Your part of the deal says you stay away
from Catherine and her entire family.

My part says,
if you don't, I kill you.

Sounds like you're making me
an offer I can't refuse.

An offer you can't refuse--
That's good.

I like that.|

You can't threaten me
out of Catherine's life.

She's the only one
who can tell me to go away.

That's it. Gimme the damn gun!

Uh, Captain? Captain, I was
wondering if, uh,

uh, you could, uh, well,
you could arrange for
a tour of the bridge for me?

Yes, of course!Just contact
my second in the morning.

No, no, no. No, sir.
I was thinking about tonight.

Captain Sheffield.
Oh, Mr. Loggia!

Mr. Dumont and I were
just discussing--

other than that his ex-wife
turns out to be my fiancée--

how much we have in common.

Phillip Dumont. You're the chap
who sailed single-handedly
from Bora-Bora...

after you lost your mainsail
in the storm.

Quite a nifty piece of seamanship.
Were you able to rig a sail?

- Well, uh--
- Did you simply... drift?

- You used your jib, and you rowed.
- I used thejib, and, uh, rowed.
To Bora-Bora?

- Uh, Bora.
- Fascinating.

Yeah. I'm mesmerized.

If you could get the captain
to take you to the bridge...
Captain--

you could show him how
you plotted your course.
I could plot my course for you.

if you'd take me up to the bridge.
Oh, I'd like to see that!

Yes, well. Uh.
Yeah, we'd like to see that too.

Oh, come on. A couple of sailors,
talking a bunch of sea stuff?

You'd be bored to tears.
Good night, gentlemen.

Oh. Here.

Uh... yeah.

So, Captain.
Extraordinary.

Follow him.

I'd heard you had
no sextant or watch!

How did you compute
your longitude?

Mr. Dumont.
Are you all right?

Yeah. I'm fine.
Listen, Captain.

Uh, the reason
I pulled you aside is that... .

I have reason to believe
that Vincent Loggia...

is gonna kill someone
on this cruise.
Who?

Him.
Me.
Mr. Dumont.

I realize that Mr. Loggia's
about to marry your ex-wife,
but I'm sure--

He's a convicted felon.
Three times.

Three times convicted.
Are you certain?

The New York police have his record.
The New York police can
fax you his criminal record.

Fax?
Telegraph.

Cable. Have him cable
Lieutenant Brown...
Cable Lieutenant Brown...

Fourth precinct.
in the fourth precinct.

I'll wire this Lieutenant Brown.
But if this is a ruse...

to prevent Mr. Loggia
from marrying your ex-wife,

fellow sailor or not,
I'll have to confine you
to your cabin.

Ah, well.
Yes, I understand, sir.

Now, without a sextant,
without a watch, how did you
compute your longitude?

Ah, Phillip, you might have been
better off on Bora-Bora.

Great.

I've invited a woman to go swimming,
and I can't find any trunks.
Do you know what's going on right now?

Uh, Vinnie found out that
I have a rendezvous with Catherine,
No.

And he has her--
No. No.
No, no, no.

What? What?
Right now, down on the bottom deck,
in the bowels of this ship,

Yes?
there's this yucky room
and there's this giant thing...

like a big Dempsey Dumpster,
and it's pushing all the trash
right out into the ocean!

That's what you're telling me?
Yes! The ocean!
It's poison.

Not about Catherine and Vinnie,
just about--
No thought about future generations.

just lousing up the ocean.
Al, all right. Fine.
It's probably biodegradable.

No! Some of it is, but most of it,
believe me, is stinky stuff.

And it galls me.
It really galls me.

- You're not ready!
- He's never ready.

I'm never-- I'm never ready?

You were late
for your own wedding.

Where are your trunks?
Well, like, I couldn't--
I can't find my trunks.

Got to admit,
the kid is sharp.

Now, I got this all figured out.
When Kate comes in,
you should be swimming.

Swimming?
Swimming!

Bobbing around in the water.
Makin' your arms go in circles.

- Glub, glub.
- Don't even look at her. Just tell her
your side of the story and leave.

- Okay.
- Now, I better get back in case
Kate needs me for a smoke screen.

Okay.

Oh! Wear the blue trunks.
You look smashing in blue.

Oh, I hope this works, Al.
Of course it'll work.

Just think Cary Grant.
That's not what I'm talking about.
What if Catherine doesn't show up?

Catherine will show up.
What woman could resist
Cary Grant, in blue?

I just don't think I should go
swimming with another man
the night before my wedding.

Ah, but what a man!
He's better that Tab Hunter.

- Oh, will you stop that?
- Look, just get in the pool
and do a few laps.

He'll say whatever he has to say,
and then you can leave.

Just... go for a swim, right?
You don't even have to
look at him.

- I don't know.
- Kate!

If two people who are in love
with each other can't work out
their differences,

they should at least say good-bye.

Well, why should I say good-bye
to him? He sailed off to Bora-Bora...

and never said good-bye to me.

He was shipwrecked.
He tried to come back to you
as soon as he could.

Well, what do you know?
You're only 1 1.

I'm young, Kate, not stupid.

Besides, I read all those
unopened letters you threw out.

You did?

I won't forgive him, Jenny.
He's not asking
for your forgiveness.

He's asking for a chance
to tell you what happened.

So, just go for a nice swim
and listen to what he has to say.

That's the only way you can
get him out of your system.

Well, I-- I guess if I don't,
I'll always wonder, right?

Right! He's waiting
at the pool for you.

I'm pretty lucky to have
a baby sister like you.

Yeah, I know. Now go!

Y-Yes!

- There's no water in the pool.
- I noticed that.

This is just like you, Phillip.

I didn't arrange this!
The sign says that they drain the pool
every night after 1 1 :00.

Oh, well. Why should our last night
together be any better than
the rest of our relationship?

Come on. Let's-- Come on, let's make
the best of a bad situation. All right?

Come on down here.

I promise I won't splash you.

All right, Phillip. I'm here.
Speak your piece.

I suppose it's now or never.

That's right.

Do you really love Vinnie?
Vincent.

What a silly question!

I don't think so.
And why not?

Because you didn't answer it.

Well, if that's all you have to say,
then I-I guess this conversation's
just over.

Good-bye, Phillip.
Catherine. Catherine.

I can't let you marry
a man you're not in love with.

I didn't say... I wasn't
in love with Vinnie-- Vincent.

You didn't say you were.

Phillip--

When you first disappeared,
I blamed myself.

For being such a spoiled brat.

I knew you couldn't
afford my lifestyle.

But it didn't make any sense that
you wouldn't take Daddy's offer
to work for the family.

And at first, I thought
that was your pride.

And I guess...

I admired that.

But when you showed me that--
that silly little apartment,

and you wanted me to live there,

I was too afraid.

Phillip, if I could do it all over again,
I would move into that apartment
this very moment.

But I can't.
Why not?

Because, there--
There are some things
we're obligated to do.

Marriage isn't one of them.
Sometimes it is.

You never had a family.
You can't understand
what it means to see them...

in trouble.

Catherine.

You should always love your family.

And do whatever it takes
to help and protect them.

But you can't lose sight
of your own happiness.

I did love you.

More than I've loved anybody
in my whole life.

No. It's just too late!

Only if you let it be.
I don't love you anymore, Phillip.

I can't afford to.
Catherine!

You have a second chance at happiness.

Don't let it sail away again.

Catherine!

Catherine!

Ouch! Oh, mother, you didn't
have to pin it to my brain.
Catherine, please!

Where is she?
She was dressed and ready
an hour ago.

An hour ago?
I'm sure she's just
walking around, Kate.

It's a boat, after all.
Where can she go?

Did you find him?
No, I searched everywhere.

Oh, God!
Find who? And Jennifer,
you have ruined this dress.

The dress is fine! You're the one
who's ruining everything.

Well, now, wait a minute.
I'm the one getting married
in 20 minutes.

I get to be the basket case,
not you, okay?

Jenny, darling, what's wrong?
Who are you trying to find?

Mother, it's Phillip.
I can't find him anywhere.

Oh, Jenny, it's a boat.
Where could he be?

I don't know! I've searched
everywhere, and I just know
something horrible's happened to him.

Maybe-Maybe
we should call the captain.
Stop it, both of you.

Jenny, I am sure that Phillip just
needed some time by himself.

Do you really think so?

It is hard to stand by and let
someone go out of your life.

Even if you know in your heart
it's the best thing in the world for them.

Teddy told me that's exactly
how he felt the day I got married.

Teddy?
Teddy?

He was a young man that
I was very much in love with.

My dad did not approve of us,
and so I married your father.

Not that I regret that I did,
for one minute!

But... I'll never forget the look
on his face that last night,

when he said good-bye.

But I am sure that Phillip is
doing all that he can to forget...

that he made a fool ofhimself
going after Catherine
the way that he did,

and I'm certain
that after the wedding,

he'll be just fine.

Now, come on.

Let me get you out of this dress,

and I'll give it to Bridget
and maybe she can, oh,
freshen it up a little bit.

That's right. Step out.

Jenny. All right?

Now, you wash your face,
and I'll be right back.

Kate, after this is all over,
would it be all right
if I married Phillip?

When that time comes,

I hope you marry
whomever your heart desires.

Now, go wash your face,

and I'll let you wear some of
my ''Pink Passion'' lipstick, okay?

Do you really think he's okay?

I think Mother's right.

I think he's off having the time of his life,
doing something terribly fun and exciting.

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Oh. Good morning, Mr. Dumont.
I trust you slept well.

Like a baby.

I take it you decided...|

it wouldn't be civilized
to murder someone
on your wedding day.

''My object's all sublime, I shall achieve
in time a punishment to fit the crime. ''

Dostoyevsky.

- Gilbert and Sullivan.
- Close enough.

If protecting Catherine from you
is a crime,

then... s-sooner or later, you're going
to have to kill everyone who loves her.

You're right.
I can't kill everyone.

Just you.

Tom, get rid of the garbage.

Do you realize that
by the year 2000, there's gonna be...

1 8 billion tons of waste...

polluting the waters
of this planet?

And that's not including China!
I appreciate your ecological
concerns, Al,

but right now I have a little more
pressing problem to deal with.

Yuck! How did you get
in this mess?

Trying to help Catherine.

Yeah, well, you must have really
done something that ticked off
Vinnie the Viper.

I'm right here, Sam.
Right here!

Now, look. Try and pile up
a bunch of garbage and stand up on it,

so you can reach up
and grab this grate.

- I can hardly move my arms!
- Well, you gotta move 'em!

Hurry, Sam.
Lookit, this wall is coming.

Now get up
and reach up here!

It's too high, Al!

Come on, Sam.
You can do it!

You look beautiful.
Are you happy?

Of course.

- Do something!
- Try again!

It's too high!
Throw me the rope!

Throw you the rope?
I can't throw you the rope!
I'm a hologram!

All right, now, nowjust--
We gotta stay calm.

We gotta keep
our minds calm here.

I don't want to keep calm
and get killed at the same time.

Make your way over this way, here,
and see if you can grab this hook here.

All right, Sam? You gotta try
and grab these chains.

And pull yourself up!

You've gotta jump for it!

- Jump up and grab it!
-

- Oh, Sam?
- Ugh. Oh!

Hey, Sam! Right down by
your foot there, in the garbage!

Sunk in the garbage.
It looks like there's
an umbrella there.

Yeah! Use that. Reach up
and--and hook on to it.

- Attaboy. Now pull yourself up!
-

- Yeah. That's it.
-

Whoa! Hang on!

Hang on, now!

Sam, you only got two minutes
to stop this wedding.

Come on, pull yourself up!
Attaboy.

Attaboy! Come on!

Do you, Vincent, promise to love and
honor for as long as you both shall live?

- I do.
- If anyone here objects to this union,

let him speak now
or forever hold his peace.

I do!
I definitely do.

- Therefore--
- Sam?

- By the powers vested in me--
- Somebody, say something!

I now pronounce you man and--
Wait!

-
- I'm sorry. Vincent, I don't love you.

- I can't marry you.
- Good girl!

- You better have a talk with your daughter.
- No, I don't think so, Vincent.

If Catherine doesn't want
to marry you, I have no intention
of trying to change her mind.

Oh, thank you, Daddy.

- This is a very big mistake.
- No, it isn't!

I want you to place Mr. Loggia
under arrest for attempted murder.

- Phillip--
- You stay away from him!

He tried to...
throw me out to sea
with the garbage,

because she wouldn't
stay away from me.

That guy's just nuts,
'cause I'm marryin' his ex-wife.

If Phillip says Vinnie tried to
kill him, I believe him.

Mr. Loggia, Mr. Dumont,

I'm afraid I'll have to confine you
both to your quarters, until I can
determine exactly what happened here.

Ensign Pope, please show
these gentlemen to their rooms.

I ain't bein' confined nowhere!

Harvard, '1 9.

Phillip, you smell horrible,
but I don't care.

I don't care about anything except
being with you for the rest of my life.

If you'll have me.

Six kids! You guys are
gonna be busy bunnies.

I think that can be arranged.

Oh, and get this, Sam.
You tell the story about
your sail to Bora-Bora...

and Jenny writes it
as a murder mystery,

and it becomes
a runaway best seller.

And the two of you make enough money
to keep the family going...

until the cruise business
makes a comeback in the '7 0s.

Don't you just love
happy endings?

Oh, no!

No, no, no--
No, not the heels!
Not a woman again!

No!

Oh, boy.

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