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Hello, I'm sorry for the delay, but I'd like to know if you called me. I'm out

of two hours.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

He said no flowers. Didn't that mean I wasn't supposed to send flowers?

I know Jane never said what she meant, but I didn't think the same went for her

executive. Is that my county assessor story?

I had to let go of the last three grabs.

Is the point about him eating lamb chops with his fingers in or out?

It's in. It was a nice, vulgar touch.

Oh, you liked it. Good.

Can't you just send me the papers? We've got an order right here in the

building. I could sign them and get them back the next day.

Think of those little loin lamb chops. It's not unheard of for people to pick

them up and eat them. Should I say that?

Rossi, the guy ate with his fingers in a fancy restaurant.

He's a slob. He reads like an ill -bred, eager slob. You're doing him a favor.

Would it change the story if I had the lamb chops, too?

Only if you ate them with your fingers.

It seemed appropriate at the time.

Oh, brother.

We've got to lose it?

Rossi, that's entrapment.

You know, if you'd have told me this a week ago, I could have gone to the

funeral, too.

Yeah, that's right. It's too late now.

Look, I'll call you when I book my flight.

Okay. Lou, Queenie hasn't checked in yet.

Hold the phone.

Charlie, my aunt died.

Oh, Lou, I'm sorry.

Sit down.

No, no, she'd been dead a week and I hadn't seen her in a little while.

She made me her chief beneficiary a hundred years ago, and the lawyer back

Goshen wants me to straighten things out.

Goshen?

Goshen, Michigan, where I was born.

Land of Goshen.

That's right. It's nice to get your trip back home.

The plan is to duck in and duck out, can't you, Springer?

It would be Donovan's pleasure.

Don't I know.

The nearest motel that's any good is 12 miles out by the interstate.

What about the place that was fake log cabins?

Oh, Lord.

Burned to the ground 20 years ago.

I figured you'd want to stay at your aunt's. She kept the place up to date.

Fine. Good idea.

Storm windows aren't enough.

Oh, that's all right.

Listen, Howard, you're being awfully nice about this. I'm sorry if I was

with you on the phone.

Oh, Lewis, that's okay.

Everybody warned me about your temper.

No fooling?

I don't think I got my temper until the Army.

You recognize things now?

What's this, Worcester Street?

Gross.

Dutch Allen's got some of the trees along here. That's why things are

poorly. Mm -hmm.

And the gypsy moths are on their way. It's a matter of time.

Doggone it. What?

I forgot a back shirt.

It's always something, isn't it?

We'll get you to some shirts.

You probably remember the Episcopal church.

And the Lutheran.

That reform is now some kind of Bible study place.

And here we are on Worcester.

Remember the high school?

Oh, yeah.

Do you have a vandalism problem?

Oh, no. The school's been consolidated.

All the kids go to Perrysburg now.

You mean no more Goshen Hornets?

Perrysburg Highlanders.

The band was killed.

Poor boys.

Of course, the basketball team got consolidated right out of existence,

We had our share of good teams.

Basketball was the game. I remember that.

You can thank all the good Polack mamas for that.

Every year, two or three of those big kielbasa babies would make the first

spring.

And here's your street.

Oh, yeah.

Lou, nobody knew Jane was as sick as she was or somebody would have called her.

I know you would.

Well... I'll show the toner to her.

I figured you'd want to have an estate auction on all the furnishings and such.

I had my girl make up a list of everything so you can run an ad in the

An auction, that's a good idea.

By the time all the bills are paid, you won't come out with much.

Oh, I know that.

Can I give you a tour?

This was my parents' house. I grew up here.

My Aunt Jane moved in with my mother after my father passed away.

Well, that is nice.

Welcome home, Lou.

Thank you.

And now, how about pointing me in the direction of a new shirt?

Don't you want to get settled in?

I am settled in.

Okay. There's some real nice department stores in the mall.

Where's that?

We passed it coming in from the airport out by the interstate.

Oh, no. Some place in town is fine.

Then I'm afraid we're stuck with Brookmeyers.

Don't you let the Chamber of Commerce catch you talking like that.

Heck, Lou, I'm the president of the Chamber.

Is it too late to place a classified ad?

Yeah, they don't take them after three.

You can go back there and try, though.

Can I mention your name?

Yeah, tell them Eric sent you. That'll get you some action.

Which of you guys has a South Enterprise route?

Me.

Is Cemetery Hill as bad as ever?

I do it first because I hate it the most.

Me too. I had that route three years. It was tougher than football practice.

You got an extra copy you can sell me?

It's 20 cents now.

Sorry. It's okay.

The paper I work for now costs a quarter.

Did you have a tough time collecting, huh?

I lucked out.

They don't make me do that anymore.

Take it easy.

Boo heard you in town.

Yep. I am half constable.

Holy smokes half How in the world are you? You know a small -time newspaper

broad -beamed and narrow -minded Come on it They look good here,

oh come on pal same rat's nest you left in 43.

Oh, I mean it Oh sure close your eyes hug your ears except for the smell. It

might be in the city room of the LA trip

How's it feel being on one of the big ones?

Well, considering how tough the competition is in L .A., we're holding

Every once in a while, we do a little better than that.

Learn to spell yet?

Learn to use a dictionary.

That's my claim to fame.

I told Lou Grant he couldn't spell.

How's the family?

Oh, the girls are great. All three are grown up and long gone.

And the lady?

Edie and I have been split up and grown on about ten years now.

Oh, no, I'm sorry.

Gee. It's our things here.

I hear the glass plant's got people working two weeks on, two weeks off.

Yeah, everybody's tightening their belts.

Real estate looks pretty slow. I saw a few vacant storefronts. Well, don't

worry, Lou.

You sell your aunt's house.

Mr. Constable, can I have some collection envelopes?

Yes, you can.

Eric, I want you to meet Lou Grant.

Hi. It's good for the kid to know that there are newspaper men that don't have

to print wedding invitations.

We've met.

Yeah, but I didn't know you were Mr. Grant.

I was supposed to say hi from my mom and ask you to dinner sometime.

Who's your mom?

Mrs. Cusick.

She was Carol Barulski.

Well, I sure do know your mom.

Tell her hello for me and apologize to her that I won't be in town long enough

to come to dinner.

Okay, bye.

Nice to meet you.

Well, Carol, here's your divorce.

Oh, come on.

Isn't she an old flame?

We just had a couple of classes in high school together.

She's still got her looks.

Good. Glad to hear it. Look at that poker face.

Remind me never to play seven cards stud with you.

Excuse me.

Does Paul Pellegenti still work here?

Nobody still works here. Bishop is down.

Lou Grant will continue in a moment here on A &E.

When did this place start making milk bottles?

About three years after people stopped using them. Those are vinegar bottles

saw. And over on the other side, we've got a 10 -ounce mustard and a normally

hand -loaded bottle that's shaped like a fish. The detail on it is real nice.

Lamson Foods decided we weren't making enough return for their stockholders, so

bang, they shut us down.

Lamson Foods, they're based in L .A.

That's all right, Lou. I don't hold you personally responsible.

Don't they need jars for their mustard?

That's as smooth as truck tires, drywall on an air freight company.

When they brought out Mr. Pickett four years ago, they weren't near so

interested in his glass factory as they were in his molybdenum mine.

But people still use glass bottles, right?

There's a market, right?

Why don't they cut down a plant that's producing?

Because most of the machinery is older than we are.

Proposal costs are up because the government decided that we can't throw

in a river anymore.

What do you think you'll do?

Well, I'm the union rep, so the first thing I did was to call a meeting for

night, and the second thing I did was unload my ten shares of lamps and

Arthur Donovan, executive city editor. May I help you?

Gee, this is such fun.

Hey, Lou.

Do you remember how Sweeney's, uh, asbestos story was slugged?

Has it not run yet? It'll run as soon as we can find out where you and Sweeney

hid it. Not under asbestos, carcinogen, lung, lawsuit, or hazardous.

Asbestosis.

Not asbestos.

Asbestosis.

That's not fair, Lou.

Blame it on Sweeney. Put Charlie on.

Okay, hang on a minute.

Yeah.

Listen, so how's the trip?

Great. I have a choice between sleeping in the bed I had mumps in or my dead

aunt's bed.

Here's the couch.

Davenport. I may.

Lou, how's your aunt doing?

She's dead.

I'm sorry.

I'll see you, Lou.

Right.

Listen, Charlie, when I come back, I want to send somebody out here.

There's a glass factory owned by Lamps and Foods.

Corporate headquarters in L .A. has decided to shut it down. The local angle

us is very good.

Yeah, we don't want to send somebody that far.

Charlie, this is the rarest of all birds, a business story with human

I like the story. We'll use it.

I'll assign someone to Lamson Foods today.

But we're going to use the reporter we've got out there already.

Our man at Goshen.

Tear our hearts out, Lou.

Were you able to find anything out about the Goshen Glass Company?

Yeah, I was.

You caught me off guard when we talked on the phone.

But I prepared a...

Here it is. I'll press it for you.

You see, somebody figured out that Goshen Glass... Goshen.

Goshen. That Goshen Glass wasn't growing like the rest of our subsidiaries, and

a red light went on, and we had to fold the operation.

How many people are going to lose their jobs as a result of the shutdown?

Well, some of them will take early retirement, and all of them get up to 18

months of unemployment benefits.

The Lamson Foods family is over 85 ,000.

I think we're losing 250 tops.

Talking handfuls.

How'd the meeting go?

I'm going to tell you, but let me wind down a minute.

I'm the luckiest skunk I know, and it's so great that you're here to see all

this. You want to know why?

Tell me. Also, tell me where we're going.

Well, let's go to Peluso's.

I'm in the mood for a belt.

Sounds good.

You remember that night that somebody knocked over all of the headstones at

Catholic Sanctuary?

I was in a high school.

I forgot there was a Catholic side of the cemetery. There still is.

Remember how you gave a speech the next day at the assembly?

That was my campaign speech.

I was running for student council.

President of the student council, I think.

Yeah, you quoted Thomas Jefferson and Thoreau.

One of those French thinkers.

Rousseau. I'm amazed you remember that.

You talked about the dignity of all men and respect for their differences. Every

Polack in a school, including myself, voted for you.

There's still laws.

I was just a freshman then. Well, you really knocked me out.

And tonight, I did one of the best things I ever did for the guys at Goshen

Glass, and, uh, and you're here.

What'd you do?

Now, the Chamber of Commerce is trying to find somebody to buy the plant, but

nobody's interested in an old glass factory, so tonight, tonight I asked the

guys of Local 462 if they wouldn't like to try buying it themselves.

Why? There, Lou.

It's producing a 250 job.

Huh?

They told me to give it a shot.

Yeah.

And right then the choir started practicing. It sounded like an official

sanction from all of us.

We're going to try and take it over, Goshen Glass.

Well,

what are your impressions of Goshen? I shared about wool socks.

No, I mean about the town itself.

Well, I'm glad to see that so much of it hasn't changed.

Well, what about what has changed?

What do you really think?

I'm sorry to see the empty storefronts.

I'm sorry about the glass plant closing and the gypsy moths coming.

I'm sorry to see the kind of shape that Goshen is in.

And you can go ahead and quote me so people can remember what a complainer I

always was.

Oh, don't worry, Mr. Grant.

Lou.

None of that will make the paper.

The leader doesn't believe in bad news, unless, of course, it's about someplace

else. You've got to be kidding.

Shoplifting is up in town.

The storekeepers think it's the unemployment.

People are ordering less in restaurants.

Median age in Goshen is 52.

Of the last graduating class at Goshen High, all but five kids have left town.

I've pitched all these things to Happis Stories, and every time he tells me the

same thing.

Everybody knows what trouble this town is in. They don't want to be reminded of

it in the leader.

Give me that notebook.

Don't tell me that again.

You can always shove the flood in Pakistan inside.

How close are you on the Sunbelt story?

Close.

Basically, what it is is this social economist from L .A .U. has kept his

students chained to computers for the last five years and decided that the

population of the country is shifting from northeast to south and west.

That's it?

No, he offers some recommendations like face facts and stop pumping federal

money into the frostbelt, help businesses relocate in the sunbelt.

A lot of that's already happening.

The man is despicable. He's a value system of a visigoth.

Build a city, bleed it dry, move on.

And I hate to sound like a sore winner here, but what's wrong with this

population shift?

If you had to pay twice as much for your heating oil, you'd probably want to

move where it's warmer.

And if I owned a company, I might like to move somewhere where the unions

weren't so strong.

Where'd you grow up, Rossi?

Jersey.

You like it here?

Yeah. You got any plans to go back and look for work someday?

Probably not, but that's not the point I'm trying to make. I know.

It's the point I'm trying to make.

I don't want to sound too cheery, Len, but it's hard to give up on Goshen when

there are sharp young guys willing to stick it out.

Where?

Sharp young wise guys.

Not me, Lou.

I was out of here two years ago at Michigan State, and my dad got laid off

the cannery, and I came home to help out.

Next chance I get, I'm leaving this town for good.

Lou Grant will continue in a moment here on A &E.

I really should have had it Simonized.

Now, friend, you can fill the inside of a 58 Chevy with cement.

She'll still sell.

Now, Mr. Grant.

Got a lot of snapshots in here. It's all mixed in with the sewing goods.

I think you better take a look at them.

It's all right, Skip. You can sell them. They look like family pictures. It's

okay. Sell them.

Now, whatever the church ladies make off refreshments, that's theirs. I get 10 %

of the receipts and first dibs on the pretty girls.

Just kidding, Mr. Grant.

Well, we'll both do real good today.

Thanks.

The lady back there, is she with you?

Nope.

Cousin Lou.

Hi. I'm Aunt Jane's niece, Margie.

Aunt Jane didn't have any nieces. Oh, Lou, exactly.

I'm her sister's brother -in -law's daughter -in -law. And I just came over

Perrysburg to see if I could give you a hand with the sale.

Oh, that's awfully nice of you, Margie.

You ought to sort out the collectibles.

What are collectibles?

Oh, I'm not surprised that you don't know, but that auctioneer ought to.

Those crockery mixing bowls and the cologne bottles.

And he's got depression glass mixed in with their dishes.

And my clocks.

Those are your clocks?

I can't tell you the evenings I spend keeping Aunt Jane company.

And she'd always say, the clocks are yours, Margie.

See, I feel terrible, Margie. She didn't put that in her will.

Well, Lou, she was an old lady, you know.

And that funny old car over there?

My boy was the one who kept it running.

The hours he spent. And Jane was so great.

Would you like the car, Margie?

And the clocks?

Oh, Lou, of course I would.

And I'd like you to have them. I hope you outbid everyone.

Three, testing.

$5 once, $5 twice, $5. Sold at number 47.

Look at this charming clock.

It doesn't work. Look at the cabin. Look at the wood in that clock.

This is a hand -carved wooden clock.

It doesn't work.

But look at the wonderful work. Look at that wonderful woodwork.

I want to hear 25.

22? We've got 22. Do I hear 25?

Thank you. 25.

I'm at 25. Do I hear 30?

$25 sold.

We've got an electric room up next.

Somebody's showing me $4. Do I hear $5?

Thank you, friend. $5.

$5 .50?

Lady, how much are you bidding? $5 .50? $6?

$6, lady. Thank you. Do I hear $7?

$7. Where do I hear $7? $7, lady.

And $8 on the electric broom.

Do I hear $9?

Oh, she runs like new.

$9. Thank you, sir.

my eye on this all morning.

Looks like a pretty good sander. It is. I used to borrow from Miss Grant all the

time.

Frank, were you at the meeting night before last?

In the church basement?

Uh, sure.

Well, what do you think? You think you guys can buy Goshen glass?

Well, little Polozhinsky sure seems to think we can.

I'm thinking maybe I ought to start subscribing to the Houston Post.

Why? Check out the classifieds. I got a pal. He worked at the tomato cannery.

Port shut down.

He got a good job in air conditioning in Houston.

Yeah, I don't know how Ev would take the move, though.

She's so close to her sisters, and she's in charge of the flowers at the

Methodist church.

I'm still thinking.

Mr. Grant, look what I got for a quarter.

Hi, Eric. You know Mr.

Blankenship? Hi. It's his neat old magazines.

One of them is from when Kennedy got shot.

Hang on to those, Eric. I've got it.

He's a pack rat.

Just like his mom.

Carol.

You remember when anybody used to go to the city.

I always used to make them bring me back matchbooks.

Hi, Frank. Hi.

Hi, Lou.

Hi, Carol. How are you?

Just fine.

Oh, you look terrific.

So do you. Now, listen, I'm not going to take no for an answer.

No, you're coming to dinner.

Oh, come on. Matt wants to meet you. We want to hear all about L .A.

I'd love to. I really would.

I'm under such pressure now. Even my paper's got me writing a story about

Glass. I won't have to ask you to arrange it.

Well, come on over one morning for breakfast.

I just can't.

I really don't eat breakfast.

I, uh... Excuse me, I, uh... You gotta see a man about a job?

Very nice to see you again, Lou.

Really? Nice seeing you again, Carol.

You done with page three yet?

This is very enlightening.

Billy, I can't believe you don't want to read this.

I will read Lou's story when it's my business to read Lou's story.

And it's such a hoot. He writes that old bare -bones wire service style.

Dateline Goshen. Hey, the guy hasn't written anything since about 1959.

Give him a break.

Oh, I love it, really.

It's cute.

You'd never guess in a million years that he grew up in this town. Or even

in the town.

Come on, if I had to go back to Rapid City, I'd probably want to be detached,

too. That's because you grew up in a city without texture. You couldn't write

decent story about Newark without atmosphere.

I hope nobody's arguing that point.

Rapid City's got atmosphere.

I'm talking about the smell of oil in the streets when the rain starts. The

sound of guys on the corner singing in close harmony.

We had oily streets and barbershop quartets, too, you know.

Close, Billy.

Talking rock and roll, you know.

The sounds of the city. Eating Italian ices on the front stoop.

Well, Honolulu certainly had texture.

Trying to get on the good side of the Samoan kids.

Going to school barefoot.

The awful boy in the cafeteria.

Am I the only suburbanite in the bunch?

The suburbs. There's your youth in a vacuum.

I guess Lou and I were the only ones with plain old normal childhood.

Did you ever catch fireflies on the summer night and put them in glass jars?

What?

Sure, you'd poke holes in the top of the lid and you'd put little blades of

grass in, but they'd always die the next day.

Talk about sadistic.

Oh, for Pete's sake.

I never heard of such a thing.

Why would you want to bottle up something beautiful?

I used to score scorpions, but that was self -defense.

It was them or me.

Rossi here.

Yeah, I'll tell her.

It's Tim Switzer from Lamson Foods on your line.

Thanks. On my way.

We didn't mean to be cruel.

It's too late now.

She won't sleep tonight, you know.

Every time she sees a bug, she'll have the overwhelming urge to apologize.

Lou Grant will continue in a moment here on A &E.

Thank you.

You sent me out.

I did? Yeah, you did. You had a reporter back in Michigan covering that glass

story. That's right.

I covered the story from the set. So you quote me, out of context, saying how

only handfuls of employees are going to get laid off.

It was a direct quote in context.

200 picture jobs in a town that size is devastating.

And you run it next to a picture of a stone -faced hard hat standing on a

with his kid.

That's the story, isn't it?

Kids are a cheap shot.

I've got kids of my own.

You're not out of a job.

Well, Lamson Foods was misrepresented.

This corporation is doing the best it can to help the people of Goshen.

And the members of Local 462 adjust to an unfortunate but necessary situation.

Have you told anybody in Goshen?

Now, first off, we're going to have to convince Lamson that we're serious

buyers. That's going to mean...

community investment in this thing.

Are you talking about a bond issue?

Well, first, I'm talking about individual investment.

People buying stocks, bank loans, but I'm talking about some money being spent

by the city.

I'll tell you right now, I don't like the sound of that.

Come on, you guys are always giving breaks to incoming businesses. Yeah.

Cities are always promising to take care of new businesses that they're trying

to recruit because they want those payrolls.

They want people spending money at the Super Red.

Gas stations and their lawyers.

Jobs, Howie. That's what it comes down to. It comes down to jobs.

I just don't want you to think that I'm running out on you when a vote is taken

on this thing.

They'll close my mold.

Maybe I can soften up the mayor before the meeting.

Who else is going to be there?

Ray Hoyt from the bank.

He's a tough sell.

I applied for a second mortgage on my house today.

The second mortgage.

Yeah.

I want the powers that be to know that we're going to put our money where our

mouths are.

So, $15 ,000 for my second. If I can scrounge another $2 .5 million more,

in.

How's this thing going to work? Well, first we have to do a feasibility study.

And then I'm going to put together all of the investors, the employees, the

bank, people who want to buy stock.

And maybe I can get the city to invest some.

See if the government will give us a loan guarantee.

There's a lot of ways to go.

Sounds chancy. There are a lot of businesses that are pulling it off. I'd

it exciting.

You know what I can't figure out is why you're looking for excitement.

What does that mean?

Well, your plan might not work. You ought to consider that possibility.

It'll work.

I mean it.

You newspaper guys are always trying to poke holes.

I don't begrudge you, but something has to be done about Goshen. Damn it, Paul.

I'm not talking about Goshen. I'm talking about you.

You're 50 years old.

What if you lose your house in this scheme?

What if you're out of a job and your house?

Goshen's a dying town, and you're a middle -aged man.

Find yourself a town that's not dying.

Pack up the RV and don't look back.

I was born in this town.

So was I.

You don't think we owe it anything?

I sure don't.

Then I'd say that one of us is a damn fool.

Is, uh, Carolyn?

Oh, is this, uh, Mr. Kuzik?

Uh, my name is, uh, Lou Grant.

Matt, nice to meet you, too.

Uh, I saw something today that reminded me of something I wanted to say to

Carol.

No, no, no, no message.

Oh, no, no, no. No, nothing important at all. She doesn't have to call me back.

No. Okay.

Thanks.

Lou Grant will continue in a moment here on A &E.

I'm returning your call.

Oh, hi.

You didn't have to come over.

Oh, that's all right. I usually take a walk after supper anyway.

Uh, sit down.

I'm sorry. Nobody told me I shouldn't auction off all the furniture.

Here, let me take your coat. Oh, thank you. But listen, if you want coffee,

we've got to go to the Dairy Bell. Coffee? I don't even drink coffee after

'clock. Oh, well, I shouldn't, but I do.

You know, even without the furniture, this is really a nice house.

Well, you know this house. This used to be my folks' house.

Oh, yeah, I know.

I've never been inside.

No? No.

Well, I can give you a tour.

Okay.

Now, this is the living room.

Every year we put the Christmas tree there by the window.

And you hung your stocking over there.

It was white felt.

Every year I got a candy cane and a pair of brown socks.

Traditions I've tried to pass on. But Edie thought our daughters wouldn't wear

brown socks even if they were traditional.

And this is the dining room, as you can see.

And this is the kitchen.

You know, I always thought that your

parents were rich.

Really? My dad sold all of us supplies.

There never was much money.

And my mother's one big gesture of deception was so transparent.

She changed the buttons on her good coat every year.

You must have been the only one to be fooled.

Remember the old Plymouth I got senior year?

I had a radio.

I think you were the only boy I knew with a car that had a radio.

And Jane paid for half of that.

I found that out tonight.

She had her canceled checks in old shoeboxes. And one was marked Lou's car.

Nice. It would have been a whole lot nicer if she had told me about it so I

could have thanked her for it.

Instead, I'm this ungrateful rat.

I've got this 40 -year -old loose end hanging.

One more thing to sweat about at 4 o 'clock in the morning.

I never thanked Jane for the 34 Plymouth.

I never told Carol Borilski that I wasn't going to see her again.

You mean I'm going to finally get to find out why?

I don't know if I can explain why.

I just remembered leaving you in the lurch and I wanted to apologize.

First thing I thought was that my mother was right.

About what happens to bad girls.

Oh, no, no, no.

You were the sweetest girl.

I was crazy about you.

Was it your folks?

I know that's why I never brought you here.

Mother and Dad, both.

Well, I knew they wouldn't like me seeing a Catholic girl.

I remember not wanting to hurt them.

I'm glad I know.

One less loose end of the book?

I had this completely naive dream I used to think about whenever I used to walk

to your house.

We'd be living in this big glass apartment building in Chicago.

I had one of these umbrella stands. It was one of these old Chinese vases.

You'd be serving dinner on the balcony.

Toscanini would be playing something smooth on this big Stromberg Carlson we

were going to have.

I don't remember you liking classical music.

I didn't. I thought that would come with a good job and the balcony and the

giant radio.

And by this time, I'd be turning the corner of Enterprise and I'd be at your

house.

I could see you inside laughing with your dad, talking in Polish.

I could smell the cabbage.

You always wore that cloth necklace with the Madonna on it.

Scapular. Scapular. Yeah, and you'd always take that scapular off whenever

start to kiss, and I swore that we were going to be struck dead.

Anyhow, my dumb sick kid mind, you were suddenly someone

I could never bring home.

I didn't want you in my daydream.

Mistake to tell you.

This trip was a mistake.

Who needs to be reminded he's an ungrateful, egotistical, bigoted,

little phony? For Pete's sake, you're just a dope.

A little phony and a dope.

Okay, tell me, tell me.

Who in the world did childhood well?

I mean, I was absolutely rotten to my baby brother.

Thought all those Catholic boys were goony. I was so embarrassed.

and a big feet that... I always bought a pair of shoes one size too small.

Oh. Isn't that what being a kid is?

Why is that?

I'm sure you did too.

I hope I did.

I married a Catholic girl.

You are kidding.

Polish? Ukrainian.

Never last?

It didn't.

23 years and out.

I don't wear the scapular anymore.

Well, it used to drive me crazy, too.

I'll walk you home.

You can meet him.

I don't want to meet him.

I want to walk you home.

It's really what could do us in here.

Lamson Foods is in a frame of mind to accommodate us.

That's because it's not costing them an arm and a leg.

I'd like you gentlemen to look at paragraph three of the proposal.

This whole thing really figures out.

What have I missed?

Opening Salvos.

Ray Hoyt, the banker who's dressed like a banker.

He's done nothing but doodle all over the proposal Paul gave him.

I'm not sure he's still awake.

I'd like to express something, Paul, which I think...

Many of us here are feeling, what do you people know about running a business?

This is Goshen Glass.

We know one hell of a lot about running Goshen Glass.

You see?

And I mean this respectfully.

You seem to be seriously underestimating the role of management in all this. We

know the value of management.

I've got to tell you, I'm made very nervous by all this talk of city

getting tied in with the private business. And what kind of private

we talking about when the employees are running the place?

I don't like the sound of it. Well, we're going to have to... Makes sense to

Excuse me, excuse me, Mr. Hoyt. Go ahead.

Well, it makes sense to me.

You know, we're always talking about people getting up off their rear ends

taking a little initiative.

Seems to me if Mr. Polijinsky and the men he represents want to take a crack

operating this business, we ought to let them.

But what I'm saying is... Dang it, we ought to do our damnedest to help them

make a go of it.

How many of your fellows are out of work?

258. Well, I'd rather spend my money keeping

258 taxpaying wage earners in this town than watch it go for their unemployment

benefits. I could appreciate that.

When do they shut down this furnace?

A week from Friday.

There's ten days, fellas.

I suggest we get a wiggle on.

Monday never felt so good.

Okay.

Let's hear it for tight -fisted banker to know when to get a wiggle on.

I don't know how good this is for you, but I want to say it.

I'm not kidding myself about dosage. I know we've got a long haul ahead of us,

not only for the plant but the town. But if we pull it off, we're going to have

something pretty good to pass on to our kids.

Okay?

Okay.

When you start telling stocks, give me a chance to get in on the action.

You won't be sorry.

I will.

Good luck.

Be extra careful with this. They don't have anything like this in L .A., do

they? They will in about six hours.

Brought you something.

Family pictures.

They were in with all that sewing stuff I bought at the auction. I knew you'd

just kick yourself if you lost them.

I've been kicking myself.

There's one in there of your folks. It's wonderful.

Your mother's all dressed up. Big straw hat and your father's... Well, I mean,

he looks like the capidate canary. Oh, you've got a friend.

I will.

Listen.

Thank you for this.

You're welcome.

Say so long to Eric.

Good seeing you again.

He was a crazy crack -up at the tender age of ten.

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