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I'm just not good at this sort of thing. Oh, come on, Jim.

If Doris were going on a trip and she wanted to leave you a little love note,

what kind of thing would you want her to say?

Well, I don't know. There's turkey salad in the fridge.

That's not romantic.

It is if it's in the shape of a breast. Now, please, Gorky, ask someone.

Ask what? What are you doing?

Well, since we're all going away on location, I thought... leave a romantic

little note for Will to open each of the four days I'm gone. That way he won't

miss me as much.

I've written all the messages, but I'm not happy with the last one. So what

you got so far? Frank, we have a lot to do today. We don't have time for this.

Day one.

Dear Will, I'm counting the days until I'm back in your arms.

Day two.

Honey, I'm thinking about your wonderful kisses all the time.

Day three.

Sweetheart, I had a dream about you and I can't wait to make it real.

Day four.

Clean the cat box.

Murphy, put the notes away.

Clean the cat box, darling. Put the notes away. Put the notes away away.

All right, now.

I just wanted to get you all together once more before we leave for

tomorrow night.

In a minute, Murphy. Let me finish.

The network has laid out a very impressive ad campaign because they

I, that the idea to profile a small American town is a very important one.

I have here the entire itinerary for you and your segment producers, including

your air tickets. What, Murphy?

What could you possibly have to say that could be so important you can't wait

until I'm finished?

I don't think we should go to Pottersville tomorrow.

What are you talking about?

I think we should leave for Pottersville tonight.

We can't leave tonight.

Come on, you guys. We're devoting an entire hour to coverage of life in a

town. We can't do that in four days. I say we take a fifth day and leave

tonight. First of all, we don't have the budget for five days of location work.

Secondly, I have planned our schedule very carefully to cover as much ground

possible. And thirdly, it's Audrey's birthday tonight. We have reservations

Sardellas.

So this is our priority now. Gee, America, sorry we couldn't bring you FYI

tonight. But let's go now to Sardella's where an angry Miles has just discovered

beets on his salad.

Oh, come on. If I thought for one minute that staying an extra day in

Pottersville would make for a better story, I'd be there.

I think Miles is right, Murphy. This schedule seems to include all the

areas. Community life, civic affairs, cultural activities.

Although I noticed you have me covering the annual frog jumping contest.

I don't have to touch the frogs, do I? No, Jim. Oh, good. So it seems as though

an extra day really isn't necessary, especially since Doris has the flu and I

wouldn't mind taking care of her tonight.

Oh, that's so sweet.

Guys, what is this neurotic obsession with loved ones?

I mean, are you going to sit at the Emmys next year and watch CNN and

walk away with everything?

Murphy's right. We've been doing our own research, and there are a lot of great

details we should be covering. For instance, there's a weekly poker game

Scotty's gas station. Those guys talk about everything from the war in the

to women's hemlines.

If that poker game goes, so will the rest of this country.

Right. Now, what about Mayor Foley? Are we just going to set up a camera in his

office and let him tell us what a wonderful place Pottersville is to

are we going to find out why there's been an increase in teenage drug

Miles, it's easy for them to leave tonight. They have no one in their

Frank has just one meaningless encounter after the other.

Look, you two, you've both made some very good points, but I still don't

it's necessary to leave tonight.

Oh, well, that's just swell, Miles. And you call yourself a journalist. Well,

let me tell you, if I were running this show, I'd have us on the next plane.

The man's judgment is in his shorts. He's not confident to leave this

Next thing you know, he'll be planning our assignments with a Ouija board. I'm

telling you, the man has lost touch with reality.

And if we really care about him, the kindest thing we can do is to call the

authorities and have him locked up before he hurts somebody.

I'm finished.

Amazing, isn't it?

That such a loud noise could come out of such a small opening in the head.

I hear that voice in my sleep.

Maybe they should pipe it into cornfields to scare the crows away.

She's killing me, Jim.

I have mail locks delivered to my house by the case.

I'm blinking constantly for no reason. Just blinking.

Blinking all the time.

I'm going to be deaf all the time. I'm 30. You just have to make it to 32.

That's my number in the office pool.

Always side with her. I know what goes on. You call each other at night to plot

little ways to drive me crazy.

Well, guess what? It's not going to work this time. You know why?

I'm going to send you both to Potterville tonight. Just the two of

there. Never come back for all I care. That's all I have to say. This meeting

adjourned.

Hello again.

I'm sorry to interrupt you. Have you decided what you're having for dinner?

Chicken. Chicken.

Good.

And what about you, sir?

Well, I'm not sure how is the chicken.

Oh, just awful.

There's only one order left, but I'd be happy to set it aside for you. Oh, would

you really? That's very nice of you, Vicki. Oh, I'm pleased to do it for you,

sir. Oh, please, call me Frank.

I know who you are.

I watch you on television every Wednesday night when I'm not flying.

Tell me, Vicki, do you live in Washington?

No, I live in Chicago, but I spend a lot of time in Washington. You know, I get

to Chicago a lot during the year. Maybe the next time I... Oh, come on, Frank.

You have me to sit near the window? Now you're practically in my lap. Aren't you

behind all the salads? And where's my ginger ale?

I'll check on it.

Would you like an extra bag of nuts, Frank? He's got more nuts than he knows

what to do with.

Nice going, Murph. I was this... Close from a date with an angel. You are so

easy, Frank. You fall all over the woman just because she says she'll save you

the last order of beef. How could it be the last order of beef? We're in the

first row.

Oh, so it was the old last order of beef trick. You think I didn't see through

that? She has incredible eyes, doesn't she? I don't usually get around to the

eyes right away, but hers are way above that.

You are some piece of work, Frank.

I know.

Oh, this is great, isn't it? You and me on assignment together.

Gee, we haven't done this in a long time. No, and we're going to do a great

too. We're going to get out there and give those 60 -minute guys a run for

money. I really love the road.

Me, too.

New places, new faces, no commitment. That's getting the story.

And if you get a good hotel, they leave a little piece of candy on your pillow

at night. I really love that.

We're out of ginger ale. Here's a V8.

And here's a little something for you, Frank.

Slipper socks.

Oh, yeah, she wants me.

Okay, Frank, hypothetical question.

What if you went out with her and, say, over dessert or whatever, suddenly you

realized this is the one?

What? The one what?

The woman. The person that turns you around, makes you want to change your

You mean settle down, me?

Forget it.

Except for the fact that I haven't played wide receiver in the Super Bowl

would say that my life is pretty perfect.

What about you?

Gee, I'd love to stay and chat, but it's only an hour until we land, and I still

have a question.

Sure, she can dish it out, but she can't take it. Well, that's fine. I've got my

New York Times crossword puzzle here.

And you know what? I am going to fly in the face of fate. I'm going to do it in

ink.

Was that a little lightning or something? Yeah, probably.

Looks like we're running into some weather.

It's uncanny, isn't it? The turbulence always starts right before the meal

service.

These people are unbelievable.

Hey, could you keep it down, please? I'm trying to get some work done.

You pay for first class.

Murph, I think we're losing altitude.

Oh, it's just an air pocket.

A big air pocket.

It's probably nothing.

How many miles have we logged between us thousands, huh?

I'm sure if there was a problem, we would have heard from the pilot.

Here comes the pilot, Murph.

He seems calm, though.

Seems like there's nothing wrong.

Not a good sign.

Murph, I think you ought to put that thing away.

Frank, nothing's going to happen to this plane.

I'm on it.

Ladies and gentlemen, may I have your attention for just a minute?

We have a minor technical...

It seems we've lost power in our number one and two engines.

Now, there's no cause for alarm. We can land the plane safely as long as we have

our number three and four engines.

Uh -oh.

Frank, what's going on?

You always do this. You don't pay attention, and then I have to repeat

everything for you. We're crashing. We're going down.

No, that's not possible. It's not possible.

Do not panic.

Do not panic.

Everyone, take a pillow.

Place it on your lap.

You might want to take this time to review the safety cards in your seat

Where? What safety card? I didn't get one. Someone took mine. The woman hates

me. I don't have a safety card. She didn't give me slipper socks.

Okay, so last words, last words. I need some good last words. Help me, ma 'am.

I'll give you last words.

This is Murphy Brown talking. If anyone at the FAA is listening, I paid for

first class. My seat back didn't recline. I never got much injury. I make

of bad ones once in a while. And another thing.

Mylon's public account president for the full length of this trip. I don't care

if we wind up splattered all over Father John's weekday.

Oh,

what's the use? This is pointless.

We're going down. These could be our last minutes. I know. What do you do

your last minutes? What do you think? What do you say?

Oh, I don't know. I can't believe I didn't settle down. I don't have any

don't even have a dog.

Huh?

Let's get married. What?

We don't have much time left. We could still do it just to know we did it.

We don't even need a reverend. We can marry ourselves.

Murphy, do you take me, Frank, to be your lawfully wedded husband?

The sickness that it held for richer or poorer? I'm not sure. What do you mean

you're not sure? Plunging to our death. What are you going to do? Wait for

somebody better to come along?

Frank, I'm not thinking straight.

I can't believe it. I never made out a will.

Who's going to wind up with my shoes?

Strangers.

Vicki. Hey, Vicki.

What, Frank? Vicki just didn't catch. Where are all the exits?

Do you want to know where all the exits are?

Now?

Oh, you just sat there, wondering when the bar cart was coming out.

Didn't you, Mr. World Traveler? Mr. I -Know -It -All -My -Heart. And now you

want me to tell you where all the exits are?

Well, I told you once, and I'm not going to tell you again.

I never liked her.

Okay, listen up, people.

Keep your seatbelts securely fastened. I'll carry on baggage and be stowed

the seats in front of you.

Damn! What was the other one? I just had it. Return your table and put your

seatbelts...

All right.

Hold my hand.

So what brings you to Washington?

A job, maybe.

I got an audition across the street.

Murphy Brown audition, take one.

Arvin Johns, executive producer of FYI. Frank Fontana.

Murphy Brown.

So you're going up for one of these spots on FYI, huh? Right. You too?

Yeah. I tell you, I'm kind of looking forward to it. I've never been on camera

before. No kidding.

What's your background?

I'm a reporter for the New York Times.

Frankie! Frankie!

Where do you think you're going?

I'm going out.

And you don't say anything to anybody?

You just walk out the door and let us all think that you've been hit by a car

and you're lying dead in the gutter somewhere?

I was just going out, that's all.

Frankie, I told you, no stickball. It's a very dangerous game. I mean, you could

get hit in the face. You could lose an eye. Mom!

Officer Stice, can you tell us anything about the safety of the seven hostages?

Well, they're okay, but the government won't release anyone unless we can make

statement to the media. I've got a clue. I can go in. Now, wait a minute. You

don't know what's going on here. Dan, stay close. Let's go.

Sullivan!

We have a reporter going in.

Where's your jacket?

It's freezing outside.

I spent good money on that jacket. You don't even wear it. I can't wear it. The

guys make fun of me. Why?

You said you wanted a leather jacket. I bought you a leather jacket. I said I

wanted a black leather jacket with metal studs and chains and zippers on the

sleeves. You bought me a brown leather jacket with buttons and fur on the

collar. That's right.

I didn't go through 12 hours of labor to give birth to a son who dresses like a

hoodlum. Frankie, I want you on me for the street lamps. Come on.

Frankie, you better stay away from that subway.

You hear me?

Oh, my God.

Oh. Oh, my God.

That Frankie?

What's he doing?

He's riding a bike.

Is he insane?

Daddy?

I think that is me.

Daddy, look at this.

I got a B -plus on my report about Khrushchev.

B -plus.

Should have been an A.

Good, good, good.

Frankie, what are you doing?

Nothing. Just riding.

You like me, don't you?

Don't make me laugh.

I'll bet you want to kiss me.

I do not.

You know what?

Your mother bought me a bra yesterday.

Don't you want to kiss a woman?

You know what this means?

We're going study. I want to tell everybody at school.

Now you have to take me to the junior dance on Saturday. My father can bribe

Oh, and wear that brown leather jacket.

I really love that.

Hey, I gotta go.

Hey, where are you going? You better call me, Frankie.

Frankie!

Wow,

Murphy.

You look beautiful.

They look ridiculous.

This dress is so stupid and everything itches.

Are those some nylon?

Brian, why are you acting like some space alien?

Listen, why don't we just forget about going to Lisa's birthday party and just

duck behind the garage and smoke?

She could go through my dad's camels.

I sort of want to go to the party.

Lisa's parents took half of their furniture out of the rubbish room so we

dance. They have Johnny Mathis record.

Marv. I could be at a baseball game with my father right now.

He was going to take me this time.

He always says he's going to. He never does.

But this time he was really going to take me.

What's in the box, Brian?

This? Oh, it's something I was going to give you later.

Really? What is it?

Here.

A ring?

What kind of ring is this? What does this mean?

It doesn't mean anything.

Yeah, it does.

It's a friendship ring. It means we're friends.

No, special friends.

That's all.

And maybe in, say, 10 or 15 years, we'll get married.

Married? Brian, how many times do I have to tell you? I'm never getting married.

I'm never having children. I'm never picking up anybody's socks or cooking

anybody's dinner or looking out the window and waiting for somebody to come

so I have someone to talk to.

I guess I can accept that.

But next time I kiss you, can I put my tongue in your mouth?

Yeah, okay.

I met Jake at the Democratic

Convention in 68.

We were married and it didn't last two weekends.

But it was the most exciting time of my life.

I just don't know who to talk to, Dad.

I really like Teresa, but...

I don't think I love her.

What do you mean you don't love her?

You're engaged to her. I know, but I don't know how that happened. Everybody

kept pushing me to do it. I'm 21 years old, Dad.

You're a man, Frankie. It's time to settle down and raise a family. That's

you're supposed to do. That's what I did. I'm not you.

All I know is I'm getting out of bed every night in a cold sweat and throwing

up.

Oh, Frankie, Frankie.

You just got a case of cold feet, that's all.

It's perfectly normal to throw up.

I myself swore before I married your mother.

I have known you five minutes already. I don't like you. I mean, it's very

possible we could both land this job today.

We're both away from home.

We've got no one to celebrate with.

Maybe we could have celebrated together.

Nice restaurant, bottle of champagne.

Now it's ruined.

You are trying to pick me up, aren't you? Of course I'm trying to pick you

It's a spontaneous thing that guys do.

It's a primal urge, like how we invented fire.

Doesn't necessarily have to mean anything.

Don't waste your time, okay? Go try it in a disco.

I've never been to a disco.

Come on, you got Bee Gees written all over you. I hate the Bee Gees. Admit it,

you took hustle lessons.

And what do you listen to? Casey and the Sunshine Band?

a record made past 1968 oh yeah johnny's in the basement mixing up the medicine

i'm on the pavement thinking about the government man in a trench coat badge

laid off says he's got a bad cough wants to get it paid off look out kid it's

something you did god knows when but you're doing it again okay you pass

Mer? Where are we?

I have no idea.

Oh, excuse me. Could you tell me what's going on here?

It must be in New York, Frank.

Sir, whose funeral is this, sir?

Geez, what a bunch of stiffs.

Oh, here we go. This might tell us something.

So long, Frank and Murphy.

No. It can't be.

Can it?

Bobby! Hi!

It's me, Murphy!

Lynn! Hi, Lynn!

Right in front of you, Lynn.

Marv! Marv! Hands up, Marv!

Marv! Right over here, Marv!

Right over here!

Frank?

Are you thinking what I'm thinking?

Oh, come on. There's got to be some explanation.

There it is, Frank.

We're dead.

Oh, man.

I love you.

We're dead and we're here at our own funeral.

Maybe it's just me, but I'm having a lot of trouble accepting this. I think it's

normal, Murph.

You know, I don't see Barbara Walters here.

a real slap in the face. Isn't it not showing up at my funeral?

She better have a real good excuse or I'm going to haunt her.

I bet I'd be really good at that.

You know, I don't see Koppel here either.

Or Donaldson. Or any of the guys from my poker game.

Sure, they come to my house, drink my beer, throw up in my yard, but do they

want to pay their last respects? No.

I say we start making a list, Frank. We should hit Donaldson's house tonight,

walk around his attic, rattle some chains, give him one of these.

Get out!

I don't know. So, what do you want to do? Do you want to hang back here, or do

you think we should mingle?

Oh, let's mingle. It's the polite thing to do.

Such a tragedy.

They were so young.

Hey.

Look, there's Alan Dunn, our videotape editors.

Oh, poor guys.

They were really attached to us.

And can you believe how cold the bullets were in that last quarter? They

couldn't sink a lamp with a ladder. Are you telling me? I had 50 bucks on the

game. 50 bucks!

I don't want to talk about that. It's not what we're here for. Yeah.

Hey, you ever get that transmission problem solved?

I'm just going to fix it good enough to sell it.

Let some other poor schmuck deal with it.

Sometimes guys talk about cars to hide their sorrow. Yeah, right.

Don and Al, voices in the closet.

When do you think this service is going to start?

I don't know. But maybe we should go have a look at ourselves.

What? Are you serious?

Oh, come on, Frank. Aren't you just a little bit curious? Come on. I want to

if I look like I'm sleeping. This is sick. This is really sick.

Wait a minute.

What's this?

There's only one casket here.

That means that one of us is in that vase.

It's an urn, Frank. Urn, vase, what's the difference? It's small, it's dark,

I don't want to be in it.

Go look in the casket. Maybe we're both in there. Maybe that's what they thought

we'd like, being best friends and all.

Come on, take a look.

Put it this way, Frank.

I'm sleeping alone again.

How did this happen? How did it happen?

Yes, it's just awful.

Really awful.

They say if Frank had taken the time to learn where the exits were... Don't

blame this on me, Frank. I offered you the aisle seat, but no, you wanted to

near the window.

Isn't it strange how they found Murphy's hands around that stewardess's neck?

You think you've got problems, Frank? Look at me.

That doesn't look like me.

Oh, what are you complaining about? At least you've got a face.

It looks like Marilyn Quayle did my hair.

And those clothes.

That jacket doesn't go with that skirt.

And the shoes are all wrong. Who dressed me?

It was so difficult going through Murphy's closet trying to decide what

should wear for her very last public appearance.

I never really liked her sense of color.

And she didn't seem to know how to hide her flaws.

I think the peplum jacket and the dickie work.

What? I hate that dickie. I wouldn't be caught dead in one.

And now, look, dead in a dickie.

What do you think I'm wearing in there, a smoking jacket?

Take away.

Take away.

Come on, watch your backs. Watch your backs. Coming through.

Now what?

Excuse me, I just brought some things from home I thought that she might want

be buried with.

Oh, that's very nice.

of you, Eldon.

Like this thing.

I caught her sleeping with it once, so it must mean something.

Bag of her favorite chocolate chip cookies.

A few extra pounds won't hurt her now.

I don't know, in case you meet somebody.

Oh, great. Nice outfit. A dickie and a garter belt.

I'm going to look great at the orientation meeting.

Whoa, what happened to this guy?

I'm sorry.

I didn't bring anything for you.

All I got is this tic -tac.

This is not going well at all. This is not how I pictured my funeral.

And I thought Mary Hart would show up. She knows how I feel about her.

Okay, so she's married now, but I'm dead. I have no hands. How much of a

could I be?

I know what you mean. I thought there'd be more outpouring of emotion.

You know, the beating of breasts, the rending of garments, that kind of thing.

This is very disappointing.

We're done with grief.

Poor thing.

Look how he misses us. This is so heartbreaking.

Oh, Miles.

Try to hold yourself together, okay?

Can you do that?

Do you think you'll be all right?

I don't know.

I never thought something like this could happen.

The valet just sideswiped my car.

any good if everyone will take their seats please we can begin the service

just go sit okay ladies and gentlemen i

have been asked to lead this service today a dark day as we bid farewell to

our friends and colleagues murphy brown and frank fontana

We had actually asked Walter Cronkite to lead the service, but he was unable to

reschedule a haircut.

Don Hewitt, unfortunately, had tickets to Phantom of the Opera, which he had

paid for three months ago.

And Willard Scott was in Orlando celebrating the birthday of Mrs. Sylvia

Clyman, who is 101 today.

Before I begin the service, there are a few telegrams I would like to read to

you from Dan Rather.

The world has lost a shining light, a person of great courage and integrity.

Never again shall we see the likes of, insert dead person's name here.

Here's one from Diane Sawyer.

I thought I'd miss you, but I don't.

I'm sure she meant that as a joke.

Finally, this from Arlene Bartow.

head of the network secretarial pool.

Enough telegrams for now.

You know, I had a very difficult time deciding what to say here today.

And that was because I knew Murphy and Frank would never even want a funeral

service. They would have been uncomfortable having all these people

giving long, melancholy speeches.

They really hated that sort of thing. What if it's our funeral? Come on!

Murphy once told me she would never want a show of emotion. Yes, I would!

Which is why, in her honor, I will not shed a tear.

Cry, you son of a... Now, I know that there are people here who would like to

say a few words, so I'm going to throw this open to the room.

Just feel free to stand up and make some remarks, if you wish.

The last time I saw Murphy and Frank was the day before yesterday.

We were in a story meeting, and they were giving me a hard time, like they

usually do.

But on that day, I just exploded at them.

I let them rearrange their flight plans.

I told them I never wanted them to come back.

the rest of my days working through this guilt.

I'll never have a decent night's sleep.

Ooh, ooh.

I'll get another ulcer.

I'll develop premature hair loss.

Oh, I'll marry, but I'll alienate my wife with tortured memories.

Kill myself.

I'd like to say something.

Yes, go ahead, Phil.

All right, finally. Somebody's going to do justice to our memory.

I just wanted to say that I

really loved Murphy and Frank.

And I hope that wherever they are,

that they're happy and getting the big scoop.

We love you too, Phil.

I also wanted to say I don't know if this is the appropriate time,

but Frank has an outstanding lunch tab of $47 .22.

Now, who would be taking care of that? Would it be you, Miles?

I'm sorry, Phil. That was a...

Personal expense, and I can't approve it.

Well, somebody has to pay it. I mean, I love the guy, but why should it come out

of my pocket? Phil, Phil, maybe we should settle this later.

Oh, sure.

You'll run around. I can see the handwriting on the wall.

Please, Phil, take your seat.

No, before I conclude this service...

that anyone would like to say?

Yes.

Now that they're gone, does that mean that there are job openings? I'm the 11

'clock anchor from the affiliate in Denver, and I brought a tape with me.

I've never played that good before.

It's over, Frank.

I know.

You know, I swore I'd never do this.

I swore that when my time came, I'd never look back with regrets, but I

help it.

There are so many things I didn't get to do.

I learned to speak Italian, read Moby Dick again.

Clean out my hall closet. Oh, God, people are going to open that thing and

that video of love story.

Strange, isn't it? You always think you have all the time in the world.

Someday, right.

I used to talk to the married guys on the road.

I used to love to complain about the wife and kids, because that's what

supposed to do when you're a reporter in some hotel bar in Panama or Tehran or

Detroit.

They said they envied me.

Then they'd all go home to their families and have dinners together and

go to PTA meetings and wash the dog in the yard.

And I always thought, well, someday.

I work too hard.

Why did I do that?

Why couldn't I just learn to putter?

You know, just putter around the house like other people seem to do. I never

could get the hang of that.

Oh, we wanted to leave our indelible mark. We wanted to go down in history.

Now look, our funeral's over.

People are at Phil's having a beer.

Tomorrow morning, the sun will come up.

People will go to work.

Life will go on just fine without us.

Now wait a minute, Murph. We weren't like everybody else.

We were different. We were special.

trying to tell us something.

Life is a blip on a radar screen.

You know, you are a real downer. Are you going to be like this for the rest of

eternity? Because if you are, I'm going to have to find somebody else to hang

out with.

All I'm saying is, is that if I had it to do over again, maybe I would have

gotten off my high horse a little bit.

Maybe I wouldn't have bulldozed my way through everything.

Maybe I wouldn't have let the air out of Spiro Agnew's tires.

Man, I still would have done that.

No point in talking about it now.

Can't go back and rewrite history.

Come on, let's get out of here.

Good idea, Frank.

And where exactly are we supposed to go?

Well, I don't know. I've never been dead before.

Maybe they've got some... Kind of check -in counter or something.

Frank, can I tell you something?

I'm really glad we're pals.

You're the best friend I've ever had.

or something? Shh. I think it's the engine.

I think we're leveling off.

Oh, please, please, oh, please.

Ladies and gentlemen, I'm pleased to tell you that we've regained engine

I'll be radioing ahead to Chicago to clear us for a priority landing.

We'll get you folks onto another plane and you'll be on your way.

I hope this little incident won't keep you from flying our airline again.

There'll be no charge for the headsets.

Tell me about it.

I would have to say that that is the closest I have ever come.

Me too.

Say, Frank, what were you thinking about a few nights ago?

Nothing.

How about you?

Actually, I was thinking about something.

I was thinking that I should take my dad fishing.

Funny what pops into your head.

Yeah.

How long do you think it would take to learn Italian?

For you, three, maybe four hours.

Frank, I really owe you an apology.

I don't usually yell at the passengers, but we appear to be crashing, and all of

a sudden I looked at you, and I saw the kind of guy who stands up in the aisle

to take his things out of the overhead compartment before the plane has come to

a full and complete stop. That really ticks me off.

But I'm okay now.

I'm sorry.

Oh, don't worry about it. It's forgotten.

Thanks.

Hey, Vicki?

The next time you're in Washington, would it be okay if I took you to

I'd like that.

One other thing.

How do you feel about marriage, kids, and dogs?

I'm not ready. I'm not ready.

And I'm allergic.

Some piece of work, Frank.

I know.

So, Frank, what do you say we fritter away some time? I got a deck of cards

here. You're on.

Although, we're going to be landing in a few minutes. Maybe I should finish

those interview questions.

Nah.

Let's fritter.

They're actually two families, but they're really one big happy family.

Most of the time.

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