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Pickle.

A pickle factory? I'm a news
photographer, Leo. I cover fires,

I do not do fruit.

Vegetables, Miguel.

Pickles are cucumbers.

I don't care what they are. They're
boring. That new factory is going to

revitalize the neighborhood. It's news.

Leo. Hey, you're lucky you even got any
assignment for me right now. Why? What'd

I do? You threw a stapler at
Hollinsworth.

Hollinsworth's an idiot.

He's also a managing editor. They wanted
to fire you. But they can't because I'm

the best shooter they got.

I work harder. I take more risks. You
also complain more and you tick people

off.

Do yourself a favor, Miguel.

Get the pickle shot.

Jepico pickles, folks.

Let's praise the day.

What's rising above our heads right here
is more than just a pickle, ladies and

gentlemen. Far more.

What you are seeing is a dream rising.

That's right. A dream. It starts with
pickles, but who knows where it'll end.

Because pickles are just the beginning.

We're going to start seeing new
investment, new businesses moving into

neighborhood. So go ahead.

Take a bite out of progress.

You got your sours, your half sours,
your garlic dills.

Sweet pickles.

Hey, the pickle. Watch the pickle.
Everybody get out of the office. Watch

pickle.

Thanks, son.

You saved my life. Yeah, I'm just glad
that nobody was hurt.

I get the most... Today.

I love their saving people's lives.

That's what I do, you see.

Right into the pickle, that squat.

Oh, I hate when that happens.

Yeah, brine. Bad for the complexion. Oh,
yeah, I remember I was working with my

mom last year. We were making this big
batter.

I'm going.

So what'd you do?

What could I do? Diaz recognized me.

He knows you?

Miguel Diaz, the guy from the Sun Times.
He shot me saving those ducks a couple

weeks ago, and then he saw me get my
parents out of that hospital situation.

He thinks I'm a nut.

All this doesn't help.

Let me tell you something. The last
thing I need is some guy from the Sun

chasing me around.

I send you out on a simple assignment.

Not only do you miss the pickle shot,
you become the pickle shot.

And, to make matters worse, I gotta buy
that shot from the wire services so we

could run it tomorrow.

You running the picture?

It's one for the scrapbooks, Miguel. Let
me see.

Instant classic.

Okay, Maria, come on, Leo, man. This is
the last straw, Miguel.

I can't cover for you anymore.

It's not my fault. This guy, Hobson...
Hobson's not the problem. Yes, he is.

There's something strange about this
guy. I'm telling you, there's a story

You're missing the story. I'm not.

We gotta investigate.

You wanna know the story, Miguel?

The story is, you're fired.

Leo. Out of my hands.

Leo, come on, man. You can't do this.
I'm the best you got.

Besides... I owe six months' rent.
Actually, I owe my girlfriend six

rent. Listen to me. And those mutual
funds, the new technology thing, they

south in a big way. I owe money all over
town.

You gotta give me a second shot here.

I did.

Leo.

Sorry, kid, but you're out.

Hey, Patrick.

Good morning, Mr. Hobson.

Hey, did you get a haircut or something?

Uh, yeah. Well, well, three weeks ago,
but... Oh, you look good.

Thanks, Sister H. I feel good.

Morning, Marissa. Morning.

What are you so chipper about?

Oh, well, I, uh... Not in the paper
today. It looks like Diaz didn't do a

-up. Well, good.

Now you can go back.

Huh?

Not yet.

What now?

Accidental electrocution.

Five -year -old Oliver Davis was
electrocuted yesterday at the Chicago

Museum. When you put a key in an open
lock, well...

I gotta run.

Good luck.

Okay, boys, let's see two happy faces
now. Come on.

Boys, come on. Nice and easy. Now smile.
See? I got this head over here.

This is a good... What about this?

Okay, go on, smile.

Good.

Good.

All right, you two, come on. Settle
down. No hitting. Stop. Hey, hey, hey.

Excuse me. Sit. Hey, yes?

What's the trouble here? Uh, no trouble.
No trouble, Mr. Murray.

We're having a great time. Kids are just
a little lively, that's all. You said

you were good with kids.

I am. I am. I'm great with kids.

I'm like Mr. Rogers with an accent and
earrings.

This is a museum, Diaz, not a carnival.
Just take the pictures and keep it

moving, okay?

Right, Mr. Murray.

Keep it moving. You got it.

Okay, you two.

Say reform school.

Very good.

Come on, let's go.

Let's go, fellas.

Whee!

Who's next?

There we go.

Okay, who we got here? This is Walter.

He's a little afraid.

Walter, hi.

Nothing to be scared of, Walter. Here,
get your binoculars. Put that hat on

right there.

All right.

Okay.

Let's go.

You like monkeys, Walter? Oh, he's
afraid of monkeys and bells.

Okay, afraid of monkeys and bells.

Okay, let's try a few shots here.

He's afraid of cameras.

Afraid of cameras?

So naturally, you bring him to a
photographer.

Walter, camera can't hurt you, okay?

She's a sweetheart. Look at that.

She's a sweetheart. She loves people.

Look at this. She loves people.

See? She loves people. Stop.

Stop. See?

She can't get enough. Look.

This is how she makes all her friends.

That's it. Hey, look at that. That's
beautiful.

That's beautiful. Look, that's it. Right
there. That's it.

Hey.

Oh. Honey, honey.

Hey. Me too.

Oh, Walter, no. Come on. Put your hands
off of my child.

Oh, did the bad man scare you, baby?

What kind of person are you?

Well, I like to take you.

Hit the key, Popson.

Yes. What are you doing, man?

Well, yeah, he was getting a key in
there. Right. You know how long it took

to get this tip to smile?

Now you come along and screw everything
up?

It's going to be okay.

It's a T -Rex.

What is

going on here?

You're through.

I'm sorry.

Look, please, don't start with me.

You want to get me, man? I'm crazy.

What are you talking about?

You're always showing up at places he's
not supposed to be. You're costing me my

career. What are you doing, man? It's
always about you, Whitney.

Get him up, get him up, get him up.

Get home.

Victor.

Yeah. I'm asking you to get across town.

Hey, I'm on my way.

You know the place.

Yeah, okay.

You got him fired.

Kind of.

Again? I was trying to stop a kid from
getting electrocuted. I tried to explain

to him. He wouldn't listen.

I don't blame him.

The guy took a swing at me. Gary, you
got the guy fired from his job.

Twice. Would you stop saying that?

What was I supposed to do?

Well, you have to make it up to him
somehow.

Hire him for something.

What am I going to do with a
photographer?

You could have him take some pictures of
Chicago. We could hang a few up at the

bar. I mean, you know. I'm not going to
hire him.

He's a very violent person, for one
thing.

Besides... What?

I think I found a different way to make
it up to him.

How's that?

By shaving his neck.

I'm not buying, donating, or in need of
spiritual guidance.

I'm looking for Miguel Diaz.

Well, keep looking.

What? He doesn't live here anymore.

You sure?

Yeah, I'm sure. I just kicked the lousy
freeloader out.

Well, listen, do you have any idea where
he is? Look, I don't know. I don't

care. Goodbye.

Well, wait a second. I've got something
very important to tell him. Oh,

important. Okay, important how?

Important like you're from a credit
agency and he owes more money?

No. No, not that important. Okay, how
about important like you represent

somebody that he photographed and they
want to sue him?

Does that happen?

All the time.

Who are you?

You might say that I'm a friend of his.
My name's Gary Hobson.

You're Gary Hobson. You really exist.

Uh -huh.

I thought you were another one of
Miguel's cockamamie stories. Or no, you

I should say excuses.

Like he said you were the reason that he
got fired from the Sun Times and the

museum. Oh, well, you could say I was
partially responsible for that.

Wow. What?

He just, he told the truth for a change.

Oh, well, look, do you happen to have
any idea where he is? Because I have

something very important to tell him. I
just dumped the guy, so that kind of

puts the kibosh on the whole keeping
tabs sort of thing.

No idea.

Studio. Check his studio, because that's
where he sinks most of his money.

Otherwise, he's flat broke.

Any time now?

Give me a second.

Look, do you want a hawk or not?

Okay. How much?

$300 for the whole shebang. $300?

They're old.

They're not old. They're seasoned.

Look at them. They're classics.

Sam Cooke records, the four tops.

Those are classics.

These cameras have been all over the
world. They're part of history.

Berlin, 89.

Dropped them climbing over the wall.

Jerusalem, 91.

Scud missile attack.

You got a point.

Lot of nicks and cracks.

Make it 200.

200? Come on, Louie, man. You're killing
me here. What can I say, kid? I call

them like I see them. Man.

You can't sell for 30 days, right?

Took an oath.

Because I'll be back way before then to
claim them.

They'll be here.

Take him.

Hey, buddy.

Hey. Whoa, whoa, slow down.

I want to talk to you. I don't want to
hear some rap right now, all right? No,

no, no rap. Hey, just a quick
transaction.

I already got a Rolex, genuine Chinese.

Hey, listen, all I want is that film.

What film?

Those pictures you took.

Who on reprints call the Sun -Times.

Not from the paper, from the museum this
morning.

The museum?

Yeah.

No way, let me guess.

These are the twins, right?

You ought to keep those boys on a leash
or in straitjackets or something. What

are you talking about? Come on, come on,
just give me the film.

I don't have it.

Give me the film.

Hey, what's the big deal?

You got your money back, didn't you?

What, are you crazy?

Come on, Gabe.

Crazy guy.

Knife somebody over some kiddie
pictures. Look at that. He caught me.

You bleeding?

No. Just his shirt.

Good thing. Or else I'd have to go back
there and kick his butt.

Yeah, right.

I believe you.

What did the guy say he wanted, though?
The mug shots of his kids I took at the

museum. He pulled a knife for that?

One of those obsessive parents, I guess.

Thanks, man.

Yeah, well, now we're even.

Not quite.

Now, how is it that you happen to show
up anyway?

You always manage to stick your nose in
other people's business, don't you?

I came to offer you a job.

What? To hire you for something. I can't
hear you, man. Do you want a job or

don't you? What job?

It's a very short -term job. Very short
-term. It'll take a day or half a day.

As a matter of fact, you can probably
finish it in a few hours.

You mean work for you?

Yeah, a shot of my cat.

Your cat?

I have a great affection for my cat. A
couple of click -clicks and you're gone.

What do you think?

Forget it. I'm gone now.

I'm offering you some work here, huh?
Keep your lousy job. I'm not that

desperate.

Well, that's some kind of gratitude you
got. Gratitude for what? What do you

mean gratitude? If it wasn't for me,
you'd be back there sliced and diced

now. If it wasn't for you, I'd still
have my job at the Sun Times. I have my

girl. I have my cameras.

Your cameras?

I had to hack them to bottom line Louis
for chump change.

I can't even work because of you, bro.

All right, fine.

Well, what do you think? I'll lend you
some money and... No, no, no.

Forget it. Just let me out. Now!

Come on, Louie. What do you say?

No can do.

Why not?

Because I'm not allowed to sell. There's
a waiting period. See? All items held

for 30 days before we... I see that,
but... I don't want to buy the cameras.

I just want to...

redeem them, and then I'll give them
straight back to Diaz. And why would you

that? Well, it's a long story. Uh -huh.
I can't help you, kid. I could lose my

license over something like this.

Okay, Louie. All right.

What's it gonna take, huh?

You're asking me to put a price on a
man's children.

Those cameras, they're like his babies.

That'll barely get them out of the
cradle.

Look, Louie, I don't want to have to put
them through college.

Got to at least get them through high
school.

$800.

What? I got these cameras out of hock.
For $800?

They must be gold -plated. Well, there's
this pawnbroker named Louie. Not bottom

-line Louie on Clark Street.

You know him? Everybody knows Louie. The
guy would fleece his own mother.

Well, now you tell me. I can't believe
you were such a sad... Hey, you know,

stop a guy from getting cursed by a
cucumber and a kid from getting

electrocuted, and what do I get, a bunch
of lip from you and $800 worth of

aggravation from Miguel Diaz?

Ooh, somebody's in a bad mood.

Welcome home.

I'll take the cameras.

You.

No talking. Just give me the phone.

Victor. What happened?

I lost him. I can see that. How?

It surprised me. There was this little
cat in the film.

He's got it. Probably running back to
his partner.

Get in.

Not my fault, but the damn cat jumped
out at me.

Photographer beat.

Thanks.

Experience, Mr. Schlossman? I assure
you, Mr. Schlossman, I have shot

of weddings and bar mitzvahs.

My candidates?

I snapped the guns on Miss Bucher.

So help me, Mr. The Gorgeous.

Matter of fact, I shot a beautiful bris
the other day.

Before and after pictures, very
artistic.

Terrific, terrific.

The thing is, Mr. Slossman, I'm going to
need a little in advance.

Now I'll double that.

Well, you see, I ran... I suffered a few
business reversals recently.

What kind of reversals? Well, I need to
get my cameras out of hot.

Mr. Slossman?

Mr. Sloss... Yes?

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

I've got a bone to pick with you. That
makes two of us. Are those my cameras?

You lied to me. My cameras.

Not so fast. What the hell is on this
film? Nothing. A bunch of snot and those

little monsters.

Oh, yeah?

Then why did someone try to knife me for
it? Knife you? That's right. The same

guy that cut you. I don't know. Come on.
Give it to me.

Oh, I missed you guys.

Did they take good care of you?

You better open up these broken masks.
Oh, perfect.

They're here.

Who? What do you mean, who? Father knows
best and his friend, that's who. Take a

look.

See, look at him. It's the same guy.

Okay, we're in trouble. Now what?

I think it'd be a good time for us to
leave.

Come on, Diaz.

Kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss.

I'm right behind you.

Come on.

Excuse me, Mr. Chairman.

Huh?

Oh, no.

You got a better idea?

Yeah, I'm going to use the fire escape.

Don't got one.

Well, that's never going to work.

Yeah, it will. I've done it before.

Why don't you get off my leg and quit
gloating?

Thank you,

Mrs. Sherman.

There can't be anything on this film,
Hobson. Just humor me, will you?

All right.

Oh, man, I don't believe it.

What? My stuff. They're throwing out my
stuff.

My police pass, my Michael Jordan signed
picture, my swimsuit calendar.

Come on, DS, we got to get that film
developed, huh? They bent Miss February.

I'm going to kill somebody, I swear.

The film?

We got to get into the lab first,
Einstein.

Without my key, we ain't going nowhere.

You trying to tell me that that key is
in one of these boxes?

Don't worry. Everything's in a certain
order.

Don't open that.

What is it?

Tune them out. Last year.

You ever throw anything away?

Hey, I'm a pack rat. You never know when
something's gonna come in handy.

Give me that. That's personal.

You're damn right it's personal. It's
all about me.

It's nothing, Hoffman. What do you mean,
it's nothing?

It goes back three years, does it?

Hey, bro, it's not my fault you always
show up with this trouble.

Fires, accidents.

I ran a search on you, man. You were
everywhere.

A search?

Yeah. I got the best police scanners in
the market.

And you always seem to show up
everywhere before me.

You got a secret, don't you?

A secret?

Special scanner, right?

That's right. I've got a special
scanner. I knew it.

Where'd you get it?

Is this the key?

Hey, if you don't want to talk about it
right now, it's cool, man.

But you owe me, Hobson. Yeah.

Give me the key. Come on. Let's go get
this film done.

Remember, let me do the talking, okay?

I can't believe it.

What? He changed the locks.

Well, they did fire you, didn't they?
Yeah, but they changed the locks. That's

low, man.

Miguel, what are you doing here?

God, for your life's sake, we gotta let
us in.

I don't know, Miguel. Hey, firing things
is only temporary. They can't afford to

lose their best shooter. Besides, what I
got on these rolls, we're talking

Pulitzer, baby.

If anyone found out, I... This is Miguel
talking.

I wouldn't be here if it wasn't
important.

I need your help.

Thank you.

And the greater.

This country's in trouble, I'm telling
you, Hobson. You see that little girl?

She bit me. You believe that?

Nasty.

And those two?

Animals. You need duct tape to keep them
still.

Maybe a nail gun. Just go on, will you?

Captain Barney, man, there's nothing
here.

I had to waste a few shots to calm this
kid Walter.

Listen, go back one.

There.

Can you blow that up?

Hobson. Come on, just humor me.

Chill, Sherlock.

Give a guy a toy. That's him. Who?

That's the guy that was driving the car.
You sure?

Yeah, I'm sure.

Who is he, though? What are you asking
me for?

You know, there's something about that
guy.

Nothing, nothing, nothing.

Look at this.

They must have taken the film with them.

This guy must have ten years worth of
pictures here. Everything but what we

want.

Oh, there's a happy couple, eh?

Look at that.

Nice.

Bruce Price.

Who? Bruce Price.

Big -time investment banker.

Had trouble keeping his paws off his
clients' money?

You mean that guy that disappeared?

Died, supposedly.

Remember? Feds started to investigate.

Price goes out for a boat ride. Boom.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. His yacht blew up on
the lake and washed ashore a few weeks

later. Body was never found.

Neither was any of his loot.

Interesting, huh?

You sure that's him?

Yeah, it's him, man. He's got a new
piece.

A few nips and tucks around the eyes.

Maybe.

Father knows best.

Victor Crowley, light heavyweight. We
got him, Hobson.

Bruce Bryce, this is gonna make my
career, man!

Flowers won't cut it, Miguel.

Don't get any ideas.

Come on, get the champagne, House, and
we're going to celebrate.

What's going on?

Miguel, have you been drinking? Not yet.

Miguel, stop.

What is going on here?

We just broke a story. Not just any
story, House, and the story, the dead

returning from the grave.

What? Bruce Bryce, multi -million dollar
swindler, presumed dead, shows up alive

at the Chicago Nature Museum.

What? Pictures by yours truly.

You're kidding.

Oh, Mommy, I'm not kidding.

What was he doing in Chicago?

Better desk.

Why is Bryce in Chicago? I mean, why
would he risk being spotted?

That's a good question, isn't it?

Miguel, it's for you.

Diaz. Miguel.

Miguel, please listen to me. I'm...
Laura.

What's wrong, baby?

Laura.

What is this? You took my picture at the
museum this morning.

It's Bryce.

He's got Laura.

I know who you are, Bryce. You touch
that girl, man, I kill you. I cut your

heart out, man, and I put it in a
sandwich.

Hello?

Who is this?

It doesn't really matter who I am.

Listen, tell your friend to cool off.
His girl just made her last phone call.

He's fine.

Listen, there's no need to hurt her. I
get what I want. I don't have to.

What?

You disrupted my plans.

So now I need you to retrieve something
for me. Of course, if you don't want to.

No, no, no. I get the idea.

What is it you want?

I want you to go to the Cicero Boxing
Club.

The Cicero Boxing Club?

It's on 54th Avenue.

I want you to get me the heavy bag.

The what? The heavy bag.

I want you to take it off the hook,
bring the whole thing to me.

What do you want with a heavy bag?

That's really not your concern.

Just bring me the bag. You have one
hour.

I'll be in touch.

Man, if anything happens to her, I
swear.

Don't worry about it. We'll do what
Bryce says. How do you know?

How do you know?

A guy like that you can't trust.

What are you doing?

Calling the cops.

No cops.

Bryce said no cops.

He hears sirens. You never know what
he's going to do.

We're going to get her back.

Yeah?

What do you think Bryce has got in that
bag?

Cash? Diamonds? I don't know, but we're
going to find out.

Hey.

Hey,

pal.

Listen, we got to take this bag down.

Say what?

We got to take this bag...

Repairs. You're joking, right? No joke,
man. We need it. No, I need it. I got a

fight tomorrow.

Yo, Rocky, do me a favor. Get your hand
off the bag. I'm going to knock your fat

head all the way to San Juan.

I guess we told him a lesson, huh? Yeah.

When they circle out fighting in the
ring, you've got a real future. Hey, I

learned my boxing in the street, bro.
Yeah,

that was a real nice use of the folding
chair as well.

Yeah, well, we got the bag, didn't we?
Just pick it up, will you?

Listen, man, I take it from here.

You what?

This ain't your fight. I can handle it.
Just let me drop you off.

Listen, Diaz, I am not going to let you
take this van over there by yourself.

Why not?

You mean why not? Because I feel
responsible, that's why.

Ah, no way, man.

If I hadn't showed up at the pickle
factory, you wouldn't have lost the job

the Sun -Times.

If it was the job at the Sun -Times, you
wouldn't have gotten the job in the

museum. If you didn't have the job in
the museum, you wouldn't have taken the

picture of Bryce and your girlfriend
wouldn't have been kidnapped.

You're right.

You know, when this is over, me and you,
vamos a entrar a la puña, brother.

What, you got a sudden edge to do the
crossword?

No, sir.

Where's the bag?

The bag's in the van.

Where's Laura?

Bag first.

Come on, hurry up.

Take it easy, Victor.

How'd you know my name?

Victor Crowley. Everyone knows your
name. Golden Glove Champion.

Yeah, what happened, man?

Champ like you doing Bruce Bryce's dirty
work.

Go!

Laura!

Where have you been?

What happened to you?

You got your bag, we got the girl. What
do you say we call it a night, huh? Hey!

What's your rush?

The change you wanted to change?

You might have mentioned that before we
hauled that sack of lead across town.

What, are they made of silver or
something?

Made out of platinum.

I knew the feds were closing in, so I
hid my assets before my unfortunate

accident. You mean you melted your
fortune into a boxing bag chain and then

it in the gym?

Mr. Bryce is a genius.

I hid everything in plain sight. In the
last place that they would think to

look, this chain in the gym.

Diamonds at the Ice Age exhibit at the
museum.

Gold doorknobs at the Athenaeum Club.

Doorknobs. You've been reading too much
John Grisham, man.

Just out of curiosity, why didn't you
melt it all into one bar?

Yeah, well, why didn't you do that?
Little minds.

I was diversifying. He was diversifying.

Okay, so why not melt it into a lot of
little bars of different stuff and rent

out a single storage unit? Keep it
simple, minimize the risk of exposure.

Shoot. Laura, honey.

But it was a logical question.

Mr. Bryce, that wasn't part of the deal.
Definitely not part of the deal.

You didn't really think that I would let
you leave, did you?

You gave your word.

Yes.

And now I'm taking it back.

Do it. Look, Mr. Bryce. Victor.

You're already on the hook for
kidnapping.

You want to trade a life of luxury for a
life in prison?

No, no.

Don't listen to him, Victor. You're not
a killer.

A mid -level felon, maybe, but you're
not a killer.

You tell him, honey. That's why I love
her.

You love me? Figure of speech.

Victor,

look at me.

Look at me.

You can't trust these people.

You do it over there, or you meet me on
the boat. Four.

You're bright. That chain?

I hope you choke on it.

Victor, shoot him, please.

Let's go.

Turn around. Let's go.

Okay, that's far enough.

If we don't get shot, does this mean
we're really going to get married?

Go ahead. No, he's joking. He still
doesn't shoot him.

We're going to have a family.

Victor, you pull that trigger, you might
as well shoot yourself.

Hey, think about it.

You're the only one that knows that
Bryce didn't die in that boating

few years ago.

After you pop off, he's going to pop
you.

Bryce is my friend.

He's your friend. What kind of friend
would ask a boxer to throw a fight of a

lifetime? Huh?

We did a little research.

They never proved nothing on that.

Yeah, but you know, don't you?

You had a chance at the light
heavyweight title.

You took a dive. You never had a big
fight again.

Hey.

Bryce took care of me. He used you, man.
Shut up!

Bryce got from you what he wanted, and
then he threw the rest away, just like

tonight. Shut up! Just shut up!

Good work, Victor.

Give me that. No problem, Mr. Bryce.

Victor?

It's a new beginning. You call me Bruce.

Oh, thanks, Mr. Bruce. I mean, Bruce.

We better get going. Why don't you untie
her?

Get up.

Turn around.

It has to be a chest wound, so the
police believe you died in a shootout.

It's nothing personal, Victor.

Bryce!

No,

you don't.

Hobson!

Fuck!

Hey,

I told them what you did. They might cut
a deal.

Maybe it's the second chance you're
looking for.

Thanks.

Nice catch, bro.

Yeah, here's your camera.

As far as I'm concerned, I never want to
see that camera again.

Bruce Price, man.

We got him.

Yeah, we did.

So, you think we got time to make
tomorrow's paper?

I'm pretty sure you can count on that.

Thank you, Gary.

You can be best man at our wedding. Why?

Usher, okay? Anyway, come on.

Baby, he just saved our lives. We've got
to give the man something. No, you're

missing the point here, baby. Baby, come
on. I think I'll go now.

No, Hustler, please, don't go. No, I
think you can take care of this, Diaz.

Take care.

Good night. Good night.

Oh,

yeah, I'm thinking June.

I'm thinking June because everyone wants
to be a June bride.

Oh, no, no, I'm going to have terrible
allergies and June is high season.

You know what, baby? We'll just load up
on the Claritin. She'll be fine because

no matter what, she's going to complain,
right? And she's got you, so that's

good. Listen to me, baby.

Names. Just talk names. What? What
names? Because if it's a boy, I have to

him after my father. Whoa, whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Oh, my God, baby. That's so sweet.

You want to have a girlfriend?

No,

no, no, no. I don't want anything first.
Just you and me. Oh, baby.

That's so romantic.

Next on Hallmark, three generations of
women are forced to confront their

fractured relationships when time may be
running out for someone in their

family. Angela Lansbury and Gina McKee
star in The Blackwater Lightship, our

long -time film next.