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Last week on Maud. Don't you know your
own wife?

Maud Finley is one of the bravest,
strongest women I've ever had the good

fortune to be acquainted with.

She's a tiger. A giant.

You think just because she hears that
her daughter and her grandson are moving

to Denver?

Or that her best friend Vivian is going
to Idaho to live?

She'll collapse?

Not that tiger. That's steel.

You'll have a job as long as I live.

Oh, Irene, what a wonderful thing to
say. I'll have a job as long as you

Oh, happy days are here again. And the
skies above are clear again. So let's

sing a song of...

Lady Godiva was a freedom rider. She
didn't care if the whole world looked.

Joan of Arc with the Lord to guide her.
She was a sister who really could.

Isadora was the first bra burner. Ain't
you glad she showed up?

The country was falling apart.

Betsy Ross got it all sewed up.

And then there's Maude. And then there's
Maude. And then there's Maude. And then

there's Maude. And then there's Maude.
And then there's Maude. That'll

compromise and enterprise and anything
but tranquilize and ride or not.

In life, Congresswoman McElhaney was a
source of inspiration to us.

So join me now in bidding a final
farewell to a dear friend.

and a great congresswoman, Irene
McElhaney.

Good night, Irene.

Gee, thanks so much for typing up this
eulogy, Viv. It's going to make it so

much easier for me to read at the
funeral tonight.

You're welcome.

Oh, I don't know, Maude, maybe it's me,
but funerals always seem so sad.

Funerals always seem so sad.

Oh, Viv, I'm going to miss you so much
when you move to Idaho. Where am I going

to find another Vivian?

What?

Pam Dickey was just on the phone. Oh,
not again.

Yes. He wants you to get to the wake
early.

He wants to look over your eulogy before
you read it out loud. Who's Sam Dickey?

He's Irene McElhaney's chief of staff
from Washington.

What kind of man is he? I've no idea.
I've never met him, but he is really

driving me up a wall. Now, why does he
want to read my eulogy?

Irene was my dear friend.

What, is he afraid that I'll be
insulting, tactless, rude?

I thought you said he'd never met you.

Where, where am I going to find another
Vivian?

Sorry I'm late.

We had a tragic situation down at the
hospital.

Boy, do I need a drink.

What happened, Jonathan? A power
failure.

Right in the middle of surgery.

Oh, no.

Well, he would have died anyway.

Too bad you couldn't have completed the
operation.

You need the practice.

You seem a little edgy, Maude.

Are you nervous about that eulogy you're
going to deliver for Congresswoman

McElhinney? No, it's not that.

But I'll tell you what it is.

You know, the night of the Chinese
dinner, Congresswoman McElhaney offered

job as her congressional assistant right
here in the Tuckahoe office. I know. We

were all so excited.

Yeah. It would have made it so much
easier for me to handle Carol and Philip

leaving and you and Arthur moving away,
Walter retiring.

Now Congresswoman McElhaney's dead and
there's no job for me.

Nothing to look forward to.

I sort of have the feeling that when I
deliver the eulogy tonight, I won't be

saying goodbye to Irene. I'll be saying
goodbye to everything in my life that

ever made me happy.

Oh, now, hey, wait a minute. Come on, we
just have two more nights with our

dearest friends. Let's make the most of
it. Come on, let's all go to that

funeral and have a good time.

Maude, this isn't a funeral parlor. This
is somebody's house. That's right. This

is an Irish wake. It's usually held
right in the home.

Listen, I've never been to an Irish
wake.

What's the first thing you do?

Decide what you want to drink.

Maude.

What would you ladies like to drink?

Maude. Vivian, this is Ned McElhaney,
the Congresswoman's brother.

Oh, Ned.

I'd like a scotch old -fashioned on the
road.

an extra slice of orange.

This is Vivian. How do you do? I'm so
sorry.

Have you ladies signed the guest book
right in here?

No.

Hey, Ned, we need a sponge in here.

Somebody spilled beer on a deceased.

I think you'll find a sponge right there
at the end of the bar, Sam.

There's a sponge right there on the bar,
yeah.

Hey, don't be embarrassed, Father.

Sam, is that Sam Dickey, Irene's chief
of staff?

Yes, it is. And he's trying to run this
whole show.

Hey, Ned.

Oh, good evening, ma 'am. It's real nice
to have you here.

Ned, you be sure and let me know as soon
as old lady Fender gets here.

Good morning, Ned.

Hi, Ned. Sorry it took so long to park
the car, but there was a traffic

right out front. The drunk driver
leaving the funeral.

Well, that's the trouble with these
Irish wakes. If you're going to mourn,

drive.

Well, I guess we should go in there and
pay our respects. Oh, Maude, before you

do, the governor's inside.

He wants to say hello to you.

Maude, why don't you say hello to the
governor while we go inside and say

goodbye to the congresswoman? All right.
Vivian, you go on in there, dear. I'll

see you there.

I think the wake's going pretty well so
far, don't you?

Now, Maude, you sit down, and I'll tell
the governor you're here.

Ned? Ned.

Where in Sam Hill is that Finley lady?
It's almost time for the eulogy, and who

knows what slop she wrote.

Hey.

I'll bet you're Mrs. Maude Finley.

Got to be.

I mean, yours is the only face pretty
enough to match the lovely voice I talk

on the phone.

Mr. Dickey, this is so interesting.

You not only have a double chin, you
also have two faces.

Boy. Ned, Ned, we ran into a little
emergency in there. We're running out of

pizza.

Right away, Sam.

Now, Miss Finley, if you'd be kind
enough to let me have a look, see if

eulogy you wrote for tonight... Why, Mr.
Dickey?

Why, I'll tell you why, ma 'am.

See, I was very close to Congresswoman
McElhenney.

And now somebody's going to have to
succeed her.

And I want to be sure and give her
successor all the help I can in

precious political ideas.

In other words, you're afraid of losing
your job. You ain't just a whistling

Dixie.

You must also be suffering a deep sense
of personal loss.

I mean, Irene's concepts of politics...

were a source of inspiration to all of
us. Oh, no, no, wait a minute now. I

loved Irene, but her political ideas
were a little wacko.

Mr. Dickey, you're a hypocrite.

Oh, boy, does that sound familiar.

That's what she used to call me, you
know, the congresswoman.

She used to call me the hefty hypocrite.

God, I love her.

Boy, that little sucker was something
else, wasn't she?

It just seems so strange to be having
cocktails at a funeral. This is the

time I've ever had a pink lady in front
of a dead lady.

That's the hoot, ma 'am. Boy, old Billy
Carter's gonna bust a gut when I tell

him that one.

You know Billy Carter?

Well, I sure do, ma 'am. He and I are
just as close as two fleas on a frozen

dog.

Miss Fanny, now, if you'd just be a
sport, let me have a look at that

Absolutely not. I mean, you didn't even
share Irene's political dreams or goals.

No, no, you got me there. But see, I'm
more interested in the wheeling and the

dealing. That's where the fun's at.

I'm not even real particular who I do it
for.

Or who I do it to. That's where the real
fun's at.

I don't believe you.

Maude, now would be the perfect time for
the eulogy.

We just ran out of liquor.

Come on, Mr. Mavisport, let me have a
little look at that eulogy. No.

But I'll tell you, someday, I hope to
deliver a eulogy for you.

And believe me, that little sucker will
be something else.

All right, listen, miss, miss, miss
Finley. Now, come on, just let me, one

little peek at the door. I cannot stand
the thought of a man like you

influencing Irene's successor.

You see, Maude knew Irene McElhaney
better than you did. She knew her better

than anybody. They fought for the same
causes. They shared the same ideals.

thought exactly the same. It was almost
as if Maude and Irene McElhaney were one

and the same person.

Right, Maude?

That's right, Viv.

In a strange way, I was...

Irene McElhaney.

Ladies and gentlemen, may I have your
attention, please?

Ladies and gentlemen, attention, please.

Attention.

Honorable Governor, Your Grace, Bishop
Kellum, Your Honor,

Judge DeForest, friends, I have prepared
a few words in

tribute to our dear friend, Irene
McElhin.

But I'm going to set that aside and
speak from the heart.

I'm very troubled tonight.

I'm troubled by something that should
concern all of us.

Ladies and gentlemen, it is important
that we all work hard to see to it that

Irene McElhaney's seat in Congress is
taken by someone who shared her ideas,

shared her beliefs, who shared her
dreams.

I knew and loved Irene McElhaney, and
she knew and loved me. She often would

to me, Maude...

You are the only one who really
understands what my work means to me.

We're so much alike, Maude. We're like
two fleas on a frozen dog.

When I looked into those eyes for the
last time, I could not help but see a

message there. Maude.

Please see that someone worthy takes
over my work for me. Please see that

someone worthy continues to further my
dreams.

Now, who could do this?

Irene would have wanted a woman of
conviction.

She would have wanted a woman of
principle. She would have wanted a woman

integrity. She would have wanted a woman
who was tall.

I am tall.

And I say to all of you here tonight, a
vote for more...

Yes, of course you have the right to
disagree with what I did at the funeral

last night. But I still feel that Irene
McElhaney would have wanted me to run

for her office.

Wait, wait, wait.

If you're going to use language like
that on the phone, we might as well end

conversation right now.

Goodbye, Mother.

Maude, it's the fifth phone call tonight
about running for office. Come on, take

the phone off the hook.

You're right, Walter.

Mud, are you really going to run in that
special election?

Why not?

I think I'd make a wonderful
congresswoman, just like Irene.

Come on, you two. That's enough about
running for Congress.

Let's enjoy our last evening together.

I just don't believe it. I mean,
tomorrow you two are going to be driving

your new home in Red River, Idaho.

I think I'm really going to enjoy
practicing medicine out there.

I hear that sometimes in those small
rural towns, people don't even use money

pay the doctor.

They just bring in something from the
farm.

In that case, I suggest you keep a
shovel in your office.

I'm going to miss you so much.

Oh, I'm going to miss you.

Come on now, cut that out. None of that.
Now remember what we all agreed on.

We're just going to have fun tonight.

None of that sloppy, sentimental stuff
from you two women.

No crying and carrying on, you two.

Oh, Walter, it is very sad. Not tense.

Now, we're just going to remember the
good times.

And, hey, speaking of good times,
Walter... Listen, I

brought you a little gift in memory of
the good old days. For me, Arthur?

Yeah. Oh, you old slugger.

Your bad guy, you.

Your old iron butt.

Oh, look.

Arthur gave me a gift. Yes, I can see
that, honey. It's so sweet.

Your old clod hopper. Your old fender
bender. Your old bong.

makes you stop and think.

How did we ever win the war?

Look at me there.

Look at that wiry build.

That impressive shock of blonde hair.

Walter, of course, was the chubby one.

I had a little weight problem in the
army, but I was still pretty good

wasn't I, Maude? Honey, you were
adorable.

What do you think of me there, Vivian?

I think you look kind of goofy.

Well, come on. I look the same then as I
do now.

She knows that, Arthur.

You two are just jealous because Walter
and I have been closer than you.

Oh, don't be ridiculous.

Vivian and I have always been very
close.

Yeah, Maud, you two have a nice
relationship, but we're two guys.

And when two guys are close... Come on,
Arthur.

Let's hang this in the den, you old dog,
you.

You old Jasper, you. You crazy.

You old...

is that two women can be just as close
as two men, right? Well, certainly they

can. It's just that we're not as silly
about it.

You old softy.

You old buffalo.

You really know how to wreck a
friendship.

We've been just as close as friends can
be, haven't we? We certainly have.

Oh, Viv.

Viv, honey, do you remember when we were
in college and Jimmy Dudley left you

stranded at that roadhouse on the
Lincoln Highway, remember?

Yeah. And you called the dorm. You were
panicked. You thought you would, you

know, be late for curfew. And who drove
out there at breakneck speed?

Got you back in time?

Ethel Braverman.

Ethel, I thought it was me.

No, no, no. When Jimmy left me there, I
called you on the phone, but you sent

Ethel Braverman because just as you were
going out to your car, you ran into

Jimmy Dudley, who was just coming back
on campus, and you went up to Eagle Rock

with him.

Vivian, if I did, I'm sure it was just
to give him a piece of my mind.

That's not the story that was going
around.

Viv, why have you put up with me all
these years?

Oh, because you're fun and lively and
you get me to do all those things I

wouldn't normally do.

And you're gentle and appreciative and
sometimes you just make me stop and

realize how beautiful life is.

Oh, Maud, I am going to miss you so
much.

I'm going to miss you too, Viv.

None of that sloppy stuff.

We agreed.

What is it with women anyway?

I don't know.

Why can't they be happy like us? Yeah, a
couple of happy guys. Old buddies.

Two lugs that go back to 1942 together.

Remember that song about Chicago we used
to sing?

Do I?

I used to work in Chicago in a
department store.

I used to work in Chicago.

I did, but don't anymore.

A woman came in for a girdle one day.
What kind would you adore?

Rubber, she said. So rubber I did. I
did, but I don't anymore.

How can you

move all the way across the country on
me, Arthur?

Walter, I don't want to go. I just...

old footlocker over in the living room
waiting for the moving van tomorrow.

You want to come and look in it?

All our old army stuff is in there.

The canteens, the victory medals. Hey,
that old bathing suit poster of Betty

Gravel. Oh, my God. Yeah, all swell
stuff like that.

Arthur, do you still have your old
cornet in there?

Oh, sure I do.

Come on, I'll play Stardust for you.

Oh, Walter, not Stardust.

It's hard to believe those two were once
trained to kill.

It is silly to cry like that.

Well, it certainly is.

Well, Arthur and I have to be up at five
in the morning, so I guess we really

ought to call it a night. Yeah, you're
going to need your rest for that long

drive up to Idaho.

Right. And we'll be back in Tuckahoe at
least every summer.

Of course you will, and we'll get out to
Idaho every once in a while. Yeah, and

there's always the telephone.

And letters?

Yes. Nice, long letters.

Goodbye,

Viv.

Goodbye, Ma.

Have a nice trip. We will, we will.

I'll get in touch with you real soon.

You bet. Oh, and send Walter home. I
will, and maybe we'll come to Washington

and see you.

Oh, Vivian, honey, that was just a pipe
dream.

I'm not going to run for office.

I was just clutching at straws because
all of a sudden my whole life was turned

upside down.

No, I think I'll just find myself a nice
rocking chair and learn how to be old.

I can't see you ever doing that.

I love you, Vivian.

I love you, Mom.

Bye. Bye.

Leave the door open to Walden.

Did you forget something, Viv?

I forgot to cry.

So did I.

It's better.

Oh, where am I going to find another
Vivian?

Hey, yo, Miss Finney.

Sam, what are you doing here?

I've been trying to get in touch with
you for a long time, but your line's

busy. Well, I took the phone off the
hook. To be perfectly frank, I'm in no

for visitors. I'm very sad, Sam, and I'd
really like to be alone with my

thoughts. Well, I just want to have some
news here to cheer you up a bit.

Cheer me up?

Sam, I have a daughter I am closer to
than any human being. I have a grandson

adore, the thought of whom just brings
joy to my heart.

I have a friend, Sam, a true friend,
whom I have shared my entire life with

since high school.

They're all moving away, Sam, and you're
going to cheer me up?

Oh, well, what the hell, let's give it a
shot anyway.

See, the governor decided not to call a
special election to replace

Congresswoman McElhaney.

He decided to appoint somebody instead.

Mr. Finley, he decided to appoint you.

Happy days are here.

Next, Maude goes to Washington.

I, Maude Findlay, New York, am going to
walk the hallowed halls.

If you want anything during the night,
you just call for me.

Washington sucks nickels, Walter.

Mod was recorded on videotape before a
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