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It's the young Mr. Belvedere.

Louise Gilbert, say hello to the Owens
family.

So, you met the big guy at the
laundromat, eh?

As it happens, we both spent time in
Africa, so we thought it would be fun to

get together and compare notes.

That was just a gorilla gesture of
friendship.

Hey, I'm not worried about the gorillas,
big guy.

It's you going ape over her I was
thinking about.

Uh -oh.

So, um...

Did you guys break up?

We're going to get married.

I can't even picture it.

Streaks on the China Never mattered
before Who cares When you drop cake to

jacket As you came through the door No
one glared

According to our new rival, life is more
than mere survival.

And we just might live the good life
yet.

Did you say married?

Yes, I suppose I did.

Hey, what's going on?

Mr. Belvedere's engaged.

What?

Whoa, way to go, big guy.

Not her, her.

Oh. Congratulations.

Thank you.

So, who are you?

Giselle. I was with Lenny, but now he's
getting married.

Well, I'm Kevin. I just got over the
chicken pox.

I'm single.

Ooh, you're cute.

Well, shall we go and make a toast to
our commitment?

Uh, Mr. Belvedere, isn't all this kind
of sudden?

Yeah, you guys hardly know each other. I
mean...

Does she know you sleep in the nude?

I know this might appear rash, but Lynn
and I are kindred spirits.

I believe marrying Louise will be the
best thing I've ever done.

Congratulations. Hey,

wait a minute. What about us?

Oh, my God. We're not losing you, are
we?

Well, this is what makes it so perfect.

With Louise working in Pittsburgh, I can
still remain as your housekeeper.

Oh, so we'll still have your cocaine
cleaning and she gets stuck with your

snoring.

Yeah, we'll even keep your room open,
big guy. Just in case you need a place

crash when Louise kicks you out of the
house.

Come on, let's go before George turns us
into the honeymooners.

Bye -bye. Bye.

You think they'll invite us to the
wedding?

Of course they will.

Daddy's going to pay for it.

So, considering all the options, I think
the wedding should be at George's

Country Club.

Yeah. Make it around four, will you?
That way I can come right from the 18th

hole.

Why don't we have it in a sand trap?
Then you won't have to make the trip.

Actually, a country club sounds like a
big affair.

We were hoping for something more
intimate.

Well, hey, let's go to Vegas.

Hey, wait a minute. I'm not flying
everybody to Vegas.

Well, how about Tahoe?

Marsha! May I make a suggestion?

Why don't we just have it here?

Gee, that was easy.

Well, what's next?

Oh, invitations and announcements.

Let's go, guys. That's not our
department.

Tarkin.

Yes, honey buns?

What's that, Heather? Well, with you
being a professor and all and writing

on gorillas and stuff, are you going to
change your name to Belvedere? Of course

you will, Dr. Louise Belvedere.

To be honest, I hadn't given it much
thought.

What is there to think about?

A woman doesn't just automatically give
up her last name.

Since when?

Liz Taylor didn't give up hers.

I'm not marrying Liz, Louise.

Hey, guys, guys, guys, guys.

You're supposed to save up all the
fights till after you're married.

Where were we?

What's up, big guy?

Oh, just came from telegrams from some
friends of mine. They must have got our

wedding announcements.

You mind? Help yourself.

Congratulations, Lynn.

That Louise must be some foxy lady.

Love, Tina Turner.

I told Tina the shingling.

All right.

Here's one from Jar Jar.

She says she only attends weddings if
she's the bride.

You know all these women?

Oh, they were just friends.

Uh -huh.

What's that supposed to mean?

Oh, nothing.

I mean, you can tell me they're just
friends.

But try convincing Louise.

What?

They're ladies from your past, big guy.

If your missus gets a peek at these, you
know what your honeymoon's gonna be

like? No. What?

Tell me again about Meryl Streep.

Oh, Lenny, were you and Cher really just
buddies?

We were buddies.

Cher and I simply got the same tattoo.

Look, I'll show you. No, no.

Now, look,

if you want to avoid trouble, I'd hide
those babies.

And whenever the topic of old flames
comes up, switch the subject to apes.

is only days away, and I approach the
event with a happy heart.

After all, Louise and I know the key to
any relationship is patience and

understanding. So I'm convinced our
marriage will be a long and joyous one.

Still, why does George keep painting us
as the battling Belvederes?

That could never happen to us.

Could it?

I'll take a what?

My, aren't we a vision of loveliness
this morning?

Speaking of loveliness, is that a new
apron?

It was on sale, Winn. Sale?

You don't see me running out to buy a
new robe?

That's because they don't make them that
big.

You're going to be the first broad on
the moon, Louise.

in this place.

Maybe you would have been happier if you
had married one of your apes.

Maybe.

But stupid me doesn't marry a chimp. I
marry a chump.

That's it.

This is my castle.

And from now on, I intend to be treated
like a king.

You want to be treated like a king? Like
a king.

A king? I said like a king.

All right, your majesty. You want the
royal...

That's your crown.

Hey, little boy.

Get out!

You know, your breakfast is on your
head.

Get out!

Well,

there seems to be only one logical
course of action.

Run.

for his wedding.

Or maybe he and Louise are rehearsing
for their honeymoon.

How interesting you people can be
laughing at a time like this. What's

problem?

Bye, everyone.

Nice knowing you.

P .S. All regards to Louise.

Mr. Belvedere ran away?

His clothes are gone and everything.

Well, why would he just take off like
that?

Well, he probably got cold feet about
getting married and I...

You're good enough to make that guy
leave the house.

Guys, can you fight about this later? I
think we better find Mr. Belvedere.

You're right.

Let's split up and not a word about this
to Louise.

Right. I was in the neighborhood and I
thought I'd stop by and say hi to Lynn.

Is he here?

I'm here.

Is the seat taken?

Help yourself.

Thanks, big guy.

Well, George, how did you find me?

Well, I checked out Donut World, and
when you weren't there, I figured,

Belvedere going when he starts getting
squirrely?

Am I that predictable?

You got my family kind of worried, big
guy.

I'm sorry, George.

How many times have I said to you
people, running away doesn't solve

and here I am running away.

Kind of a tubby Tom Sawyer.

Hey, come on, Belvedere.

You love Louise, right?

Mm -hmm. Well, so what's the big deal
about time tonight?

Well, as soon as after all those little
cautions you give me about marriage, I

realized you're right.

Huh? But I was just having fun.

Hmm? I mean, half the stuff I do is just
to get a rise out of you.

What? Well, it's like the time I told
you English cricket is for sissies. You

jumped all over me for weeks.

You even dragged me out in the mud to
play a stupid game.

And I won.

Yeah.

Hey, what about the time I hid your ding
-dongs all over the house?

Went out and got some police dog to snip
them all out?

Ah, yes.

Fritzy.

I believe he also sniffed out your
secret collection of Playboys.

Marsha's still harping on that one.

Then are you really saying that maybe
marriage really could be all right for

Hey, if you can handle our household,
you sure as hell can enjoy one of your

own.

Thanks, George.

I needed that.

Yep.

If you ask me, the way you cook and sew,
you're going to make Louise a damn good

wife.

Gotcha.

Okay,

tomorrow I have a limo picking up
Louise.

I got your talks back from the cleaners.

I ordered flowers for you guys.

And I didn't hock your rings.

Wesley, I couldn't have asked for a
better best man.

You handled your duties with dignity and
taste.

Yeah, right.

Hey, Mr. Belvedere. Now, what are you
doing just sitting around the last night

you're single?

What? Hey, big guy. Hello, Mr.
Belvedere. George, Skip, what are you

Why aren't you doing the news at the
station?

We called in sick.

Yeah?

old news of Earl?

Oh, Wesley, you haven't arranged one of
those wretched bachelor parties, have

you? Well, it wasn't just my idea.

On a coolie day!

Bob,

are you behind all this?

Uh, come on, Lynn. You've got to loosen
up. Tomorrow you're getting married.

Tonight you've got to party.

I won't go. Oh!

Yes, you will. No, I won't. No.

No, no, no, no, no, no. I'll jump out of
the car.

He just bounced back in.

I'll call Louise.

No, she's out with Mom and Heather at
the Beefcake Club.

All right, I'll go.

But I won't have any fun.

So I think we should join in.

Party!

No sign of them yet? Uh -uh. When I get
my

hands on your father...

talk about it.

Not now, okay?

George!

Yeah?

Well?

Hey, come on, Marge. This is all
Belvedere's fault.

Oh.

Well, first he gets us kicked out of the
Steel Town Inn.

convention.

Where's Mr. Belvedere now?

Mr.

Belvedere, who are they?

Oh, this is Ginger and this is Annette.

I told them they could be flower girls.

Looks like we're ready for a wedding.

You're so pretty, I'm ready for a
honeymoon.

Out of my way.

I have a nervous groom upstairs. The man
needs some ho -hos.

I don't care what you say, Angela. This
dress makes me look like Margaret

Thatcher.

Gosh, that'll be confusing when she
shows up for Mr.

Bumpercar's wedding.

Come on, kitten. Let's man the door.

Who are they?

Oh, you told me to invite the Shriners.

I'm an Elliot and Paula Shriner. Up the
street.

Whoa.

Check out the bride.

George, I've got... to see Lynn.

Well, you will. You're going to marry
him. No, I've got to talk to him now.

No, see you in the groom before the
wedding. Oh, but did you see...

Lynn, could I talk to you?

Not now.

Dearly beloved, we are gathered here
today to... Stop, please.

I'm sorry, but there's really something
we have to talk about. Can't it wait?

I'm afraid it can't.

Ladies and gentlemen, would you excuse
us for a moment? Get amongst yourselves.

Have you had a change of heart?

Not exactly.

More like a change of address.

I'm being called back to Africa.

What? The university at Butare.

They need me to come back and lead a
guerrilla census.

Why can't they count them?

It's not as simple as that. A census
could take over a year.

And also, they've offered me a faculty
position.

I guess we better brush up on our
Kinyawanda.

okay? Yeah, you guys better hurry up.
Goulet's running out of material.

So, uh, what gives?

Well, it seems that Louise has been
recalled to Rwanda.

Hey, that's neat.

Well, wait a minute.

If you're her husband, that means that
you're... I'd be going with her.

Well, what are you gonna do, Mr.
Belvedere? I mean, that would mean you'd

leaving us.

I spent six years with this family.

They've been some of the warmest and
happiest moments of my life.

But now, I think it's time for Louise
and I to find a life of our own.

And if that means traipsing through the
mud with my wife, then that's what I

want to do.

Well, We can't tell you how much we're
going to miss you, big guy, but you sure

as hell have our blessings.

I guess we always sort of knew you were
going to leave someday.

And I can't think of a happier way for
you to go.

As best man, I'd like to remind everyone
that we have a wedding to attend.

Do you, Louise Marie Gilbert, take this
man to be your lawful wedded husband?

I do.

And do you, Lynn Aloysius Belvedere,
take this woman to be your lawful wedded

wife? I do.

Then by the authority vested in me, I
now pronounce you husband and wife.

You may kiss the bride.

The cab's outside, then.

Well, as you know, I was never one to
long goodbyes.

George. Orbiter.

After your many threats, I'm glad you
never fired me. Yeah, me too.

Don't take any wooden bananas.

Mr. Belvedere, I just can't say goodbye.

Then don't.

I've left the recipes.

Be gentle to them.

I'll try.

So long, Mr. Belvedere.

Thanks for everything.

I regret I shan't see you graduate.

You are graduating.

Yeah, I am.

I love you, Mr. Belvedere.

I love you, Heather.

You know, if you weren't so old, I would
have married you myself.

You know what I mean.

You know, I'm losing my best friend.

Wesley, I've known heads of state.

And many celebrities.

But none have given me finer memories
than you.

I shall savor our moments together.

Even the embarrassing and painful ones.

Which account for most of them.

Though you are an Owens, I shall always
think of you as a son.

Lynn, I'm afraid we have to go.

Oh, yes, the meter must be running.

He's gone.

Mr. Belvedere will be right back.

From the master of the family.

To all my dear Owens.

Married life has been rather hectic here
in the Virunga Mountains.

First, Louise and I enjoyed our abba
-dabba honeymoon.

Now we fill our days counting gorilla
noses.

I miss you dearly. The being around apes
keeps the spirit of the Owens family

alive indeed.

Oops, I was close.

Louise is calling.

Love to all.

P .S.

When you notice I've left my journal
behind, don't bother to send it.

Perhaps someday I'll drop by and pick it
up myself.