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Eight and a half, please.

Coming right up.

Can I do it?

You think you're ready? I've been watching you all morning.

Go right ahead.

Fresh as a mountain breeze.

Thanks, lady.

How'd I do?

Well, well, well, well, look.

Who's here?

Who's that guy?

They call him Big Rudy. I haven't seen him since he sold me the bowling alley.

Big Rudy!

At last, the great lion returns to his den.

Phil, Phil, Phil, how I've missed you. And I, you, Big Rudy.

Ed Stevens, my esteemed successor as captain of this creaky old schooner we

Stucky Bowl. How goes it? It goes well, Big Rudy. What can I do for you?

Nothing, nothing. Just came back for a visit. How do you do, miss?

Where's the rest of my crew?

Rudy!

Eddie, a big steak of sauce. Come here.

How's that novel going? Still stuck on chapter eight.

Shirley? Hello, Rudolph.

There's a long and complicated history.

Hey, everybody!

Big Rudy's back! Drinks are on me!

Huzzah!

I'll spring for the beer nuts.

Sky to night.

There I can keep by your side.

Watching.

Dad. Everybody,

I would like to meet two very good friends of mine who might be interested

joining our little book club. This is Carol.

And Molly.

Miranda. George and Wanda.

Jeff. And Barbara.

Hi. Hi, everybody. Please, no need to stand up.

Okay, you two, before we let you join us, you're going to have to answer one

question designed to test your basic literary knowledge.

Nance, I didn't know you were friends with Alex Trebek, Jr.

Here's the question.

What's the first line of Moby Dick?

Call me Ishmael.

Ishmael, what's the first line of Moby Dick?

Okay, that is the lamest joke I have ever heard.

Yeah, well, stick around. It's going to get a lot lamer.

Hey, how you doing?

Fine. How can I help you?

So, I saw Big Rudy in here the other day.

Got me? You know, when Big Rudy ran the place, if you bowled over a 250, he gave

you a free pack of cigarettes.

Is that right?

I just bowled a 253.

Shirley!

Give this nice gentleman a free pack of cigarettes.

Excuse me.

Make it two.

Actually, I need a lawyer.

Five years ago, I started a rock band called The Solid.

All right, I've seen you guys play the smiling goat. You're good.

Thanks. I kind of thought so, too.

Why? What happened? Did you guys break up?

Worse. For five years, I put everything I had into that band.

I wrote all the songs. I got all the gigs.

And then last week, the other three members told me they were kicking me

Why?

This creepy manager guy has been sniffing around.

He went behind my back and convinced them that they need a new lead singer.

He told them that he could get some record company big shot to come to their

next gig, but only if they replaced me.

That's rough.

That's rough, but I don't know if there's anything I can do about that.

Well, I know you can't make them let me back in the band.

The reason I'm here is I want them to stop playing my songs.

They're continuing to perform the songs that you wrote?

That's right. Songs you wrote by yourself?

Yes. Huh.

Good or bad, they're my songs, Mr. Stevens.

Call me Ed. Look, is there anything on paper that proves that you wrote these

songs? My notebook.

It's all right there. Bring it in.

We'll get to work.

Really? Great.

Thanks, Ed. Sure.

Yes? Mr. Stevens is here to see you.

Oh, send him in.

In the criminal justice system, Bonnie Haynes' day is divided into two separate

yet equally important parts, prosecuting offenders and having lunch.

This is her story.

I'm ready.

Let's eat.

Okay, all right. Piggyback. Hop on.

No, no, no. I don't want a piggyback ride. Come on. No, but it's the early

of our relationship. You know, we're supposed to be frolicking, you know, and

romping. Frolicking and romping. No, I'm not into public romping. You think I

can't lift you? Huh? Is that what you think? You think I can't lift you? You

feel a little unwieldy?

Fine, squat.

So,

um, you know that guy Jeff from the book club?

Who, Mr. Call Me Ishmael?

Yeah. Well, it turns out he is a calculus teacher at Stuckyville Academy.

He's supposed to be really smart.

Miles, you running a background check?

Maybe.

I just think he's kind of cute.

All right.

Love is in the air for Miss Molly Hudson. Okay, let's not get crazy, all

I don't even think he really noticed me. Oh, come on. No, I think you should ask

him out. He seemed really... What?

And Bonnie.

So? Let's go.

Okay. Oh, God.

I thought it was too, but I'm not.

What is it? Nothing.

His curly brown locks lift me through my days.

My soul retracts from his steely gaze. He destroys me in so many

ways that it might kill me if he stays.

That's great. What do you call that one?

Watching Him Go.

It's about my ex -boyfriend, Gideon.

Some of the world's most powerful art has been born out of heartbreak.

Amanda, did you bring that notebook?

No, I couldn't find it at home. I must have left it in the practice room.

Don't forget.

I came by to tell you that the Solids are performing tonight with their new

singer. Good, good. I'll drop by and see him. See if I can talk some sense into

him. That'd be great.

Maestro. Ah, Big Rudy.

Back for another trip down memory lane?

Ed. Yep.

Can Big Rudy find your ear for a moment?

Absolutely.

Ed, I have a confession to make.

I didn't drop by the other day just to say howdy.

I came because I heard how great the old Stucky Bowl was doing, and it is.

You've turned this place into a regular bush gardens.

Well, thank you, Big Rudy.

Ed, I want to buy the place back from you.

What? When I sold it, business was shaky, but now you've got the

you've got your upscale clientele, you've got the whole lawyer gimmick,

I've got to admit...

I don't exactly get. The point is, you've done a great job. You deserve a

reward. Now, I am prepared to offer you 10 % more than what you paid me.

Well, thanks, Big Woody, but I'm not interested in selling the place. I enjoy

running it.

15%. You'll be farting through his silk.

Well, that sounds tempting, but no.

Sorry, Big Woody. Stucky Bull is not for sale.

That's okay, Ed.

I have a feeling you'll come around.

You know, when Big Rudy was running this place, he never made us mop the floor.

Yeah, selling the place was a dump. Hey, don't count your chickens.

How does that expression even apply?

Hi.

Ed?

Hey. Hey, Count.

Hi, what are you doing here? Well, I, um... Look, I don't mean to embarrass

but... I saw you outside the pie shop today.

Oh, yeah. Well, you know, Mom said we were going to go to the pie shop, then

changed our minds at the last minute. Carol, stop.

Stop. Look, I know what this is about.

What's that? You're uncomfortable around me and Bonnie.

It's over your dick. Hey, look, it's fine. It's okay. It makes perfect sense,

especially after all we've been through, right? And it's awkward for me, too,

and for Bonnie.

Okay, maybe I panicked a little bit. Look, I want you to come out to dinner

Bonnie and me. Ed.

I just think the best way to get through this awkward phase is if we all start

spending some time together, don't you think?

Yeah, but... We'll have a few drinks, have a few laughs, and put this nonsense

behind us.

Can I bring Molly?

Sure! Come on!

Okay. Come on!

Come on! I said okay!

Come on!

Oh, that Bonnie Hane is a very fortunate woman.

This all should be taking the stage any minute now.

Hey, is that Hilary Sanders?

Remember Hilary Sanders? She was a freshman with her seniors.

Oh, yeah, I remember Hilary Sanders.

I think she's coming over here.

Ten bucks if you speak in a British accent.

Ten bucks, Mike.

Hey, guys.

Long time no see.

Hey, Hilary, how are you? Great, great.

Hey, Mike.

Hello, Hilary.

I'm just visiting from Pittsburgh.

Sure. So what are you guys up to these days?

I'm a lawyer here in town, and I bought the bowling alley.

That's amazing.

Mike?

Well, I'm a doctor, Hillary.

Oh. And you're married.

Tell her who you're married, Mike. That's right, that's right. I married

and we've got a lovely little daughter.

Well, I've got to go and meet somebody.

Sure. It was...

Great to see you guys again.

Absolutely. Nice to see you too.

Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome the Sullards.

Hello, Jackie.

How's it going?

Hey, guys.

Hey.

Great set.

That's what you call it, right? Set?

Yeah, that's what we call it. Thanks.

Sure. My name's Ed Stephens. I'm Amanda's lawyer.

She's going to sue us for kicking her out of the band?

Carrie, this is awesome.

It's just like behind the music.

Um, look, Carrie isn't? Listen, you don't have to play with Amanda if you

want to. That's your choice, but then you can't use her song. It's just not

fair. I'll tell you what isn't fair.

It isn't fair that we've been at this for five years, practicing three times a

week, busting our asses with the wrong lead singer.

That's not the issue.

The issue is they're her songs. They're her property.

Look, if you have a problem, you should talk to our manager.

Here's his card.

Okay, thanks. I will.

And the solids were soon to find out that fame has a price.

Shut up, Barry.

Carol, welcome to Fondue Fest 2000.

Nance, it's 2001.

Yeah, but it doesn't have the right rhythm.

Mom, guess what you get to do Wednesday night? Have dinner with Ed, me, and

Bonnie Hane. Oh, I would love to, but I can't.

What are you talking about? You have to. You must.

Honey, I've got, like, 60 tests to grade. There's just no way.

Okay. Nancy.

Nancy. Mike and I have plans with the Jacobsons, honey. I'm sorry. So what am

going to do?

go there by myself and just sit there the entire night watching the two of

stare into each other's eyes all, you know, like a couple of... I'm going to

cancel.

I'm going to cancel.

Oh, oh, that's Jeff from the reading group. He left his backpack here.

Excuse me.

Well, well, well.

Mr. Calcutta's teacher man is in the hay house.

Hey. I'm sorry. I'm like, don't. Oh, God, no problem.

Got it in the living room.

What are you doing Wednesday night?

Nancy, you're a happily married woman.

No, it's not for me.

How does she make that stuff? It's amazing.

I know, I know. Hey, Nance, how do you make this fondue? Mexican Velveeta, just

heat and serve.

Hi, Carol. Hi, Molly.

Hi. Hi, Jeff.

Carol, I just totally solved all your problems. I told him all about it, and

Jeff here has agreed to have dinner with you.

Wow.

That's great. Thank you.

I'm glad to pitch in.

Hey, buddy.

Don't stand too close to that lizard, all right?

That's an $80 lizard in there. Yeah?

Little Chilean business. They keep dying on you. That's all right.

I'm looking for a Jody Hasler of Hasler Management.

Yeah, I'm Jody Hasler.

You're the rock manager?

You manage the solids?

Hey, hey, you think I'm kidding?

Step away from the lizard. Thank you.

Yeah, I manage the solids. You want to book them? They don't do botnets. Bar,

yes. Bot, no. You've got to draw the line somewhere, right?

Actually, I'm Ed Stevens, Amanda Bay's lawyer.

Oh, for God's sake.

Look, the band has got to stop playing Amanda's songs. Uh -huh. Well, now is

the time to learn new songs. Not with Bruce Pizzuti coming to hear them. Who's

Bruce Pizzuti? He's only Ben Pizzuti's brother.

Who's Ben Pizzuti?

Ben Pizzuti, my friend. He's the vice president of marketing at Suncoast

Records. What's Suncoast Records?

It's a record company.

I see.

Listen, Mr. Hasler.

Amanda put her heart and soul into those songs. Those songs are hers.

All right, that's it, buddy. That's it. Get out your checkbook. You just bought

yourself a lizard.

I can't talk to you now, okay?

How are these things?

I'm thinking ferrets.

Ferrets?

How'd they get in here?

You.

Did you do this?

Me?

You did, didn't you?

I should be offended, but I'm not, because I know how stressful it is to

bowling alley.

So stressful.

You trying to strong -arm me into selling this place?

Who do you think you are, Meyer Lansky?

Have a pleasant afternoon.

Miss Bays, how many of the songs in the Solid's repertoire were written by you?

All of them.

All of them? By you and you alone?

That's right.

When you're writing, how do you work?

I have a notebook that I use to jot down ideas when they come and develop them

when I have time.

Is that notebook here in the courtroom?

No. Why not?

It's gone.

Gone? That's too bad. How long have you had the notebook?

Since I was 15.

Wow. Have you ever lost it before?

No. When was the last time you saw this notebook?

I left it in our practice room last week. Your practice room?

Does Carrie Thomas have access to this practice room?

Yes, she does.

Interesting. Objection. Your Honor, this notebook just happened to disappear the

week of a trial in which it was to serve as the sole piece of physical evidence.

I find it interesting, don't you?

Objection sustained.

Okay, nothing further. I just found it interesting.

It's interesting.

Miss Thomas, did Amanda Bays write all these songs by herself?

Absolutely not.

She wrote them with me.

She's lying.

Describe how a typical work session might go.

Well, take the song, Watching Him Go.

The idea came to me after a big fight with my boyfriend, Jim Peterson.

I wrote the melody and most of the lyrics, and then the next day, Amanda

and helped me out with the bridge.

It's crazy. I wrote that song about Gideon. So you'd characterize yourself

Miss Baze as a songwriting team.

Exactly.

Hi. Hi, Carol.

Hi. Oh, that's a great dress.

Oh, oh, thank you. Thank you. I love that necklace. It's, um,

um, pearly.

Hey, guys.

Thank you.

Hi, Ed. Sorry I'm late. So wait on Molly.

Oh, no, actually, Molly couldn't make it, so I invited somebody else to join

Who's that?

Um, his name is Jeff, and, ooh, he's right here. I'll make the introduction.

Um, Jeff.

You must be the famous Mr.

Ed.

Yeah. Jeff Alexander.

Hey, Jeff. And Bonnie? Yes. Oh, charm. Nice to meet you.

Hi, hon.

Shall we?

So we walk into the Mercedes dealership, and we're looking at this beautiful

$100 ,000 machine.

And the salesman comes over and offers us a test drive. So I say, Carol, honey.

You're going to be driving this thing as much as I will. Why don't you give it a

whirl? And Carol, this is the cutest thing. She's so nervous about anything

happening to the car that she's like driving five miles an hour. The traffic

backed up for blocks.

That never happened.

Don't be embarrassed. It was adorable.

Let's go to the bar and get a drink.

My chicken fingers are getting cold. Let's go. Oh.

Okay, sure, honey.

What can I get you, Tom? Come on, slow gin, fizz.

What are you doing?

I'm doing the thing. What thing?

You know, the thing where you bring the guy on a double date so that the other

guy gets jealous. No, we're doing the thing. Are we doing the thing?

No. No, we are.

No, no, no, we are not doing the thing.

Oh, boy.

I think Carol may be dating a grifter. Not a particularly talented grifter, but

a grifter nonetheless.

Ed, I have to tell you something.

Mm -hmm.

Well, a couple of months ago, I applied for this clerkship with this really

amazing judge.

Really? Yeah.

And I got it.

You did? Mm -hmm.

That's great.

Congratulations.

Who's the judge?

Well, he's a federal judge in Washington.

Washington. Wow.

Wow. Yeah, well, the thing is, is, um... I have to leave this weekend.

This weekend?

Yeah.

And... And that's it? Then, after this... After this weekend, you're

gone forever?

Just like that?

Well... Ed, this is a great opportunity.

I mean, this judge is like a personal hero of mine. Yeah, no.

I just... You kind of took me by surprise there.

But, no, it's... That's great.

When did you hear about the clerkship?

About a month ago.

A month ago?

A month ago?

You heard about the clerkship a month ago, you're just telling me now?

I'm sorry.

I'm not sure I understand any of this.

Nancy kept telling me, Jeff, it's not a real date.

It's not a real date. Jeff, do you get it? It's not a real date. So, I mean,

it's not so crazy for me to, you know, go and figure that you... It is crazy. I

know. I'm an idiot. You're crazy.

It's fine.

It's fine. Come on. You know what we're going to do?

We're going to go back to the table.

We went to town again, and there was nothing else. What's going on over

I don't know.

I really think that we should go have that drink.

Maybe so.

It's not like I did it this way on purpose. I didn't expect to meet you and

things to happen between us.

No, no, no, but you did meet me, and things did start to happen, and you

give a moment's thought to any of this would make me feel. You're just thinking

about your big job and your big career, and that's typical. You know, that's

typical Bonnie Hayne behavior.

If that's the way you feel. You know, buddy, that's exactly how I feel.

And the worst thing of all, the memory that's going to haunt me until the day I

die, is that I called you hon. Oh, hon!

Could it be any more embarrassing?

I mean, I'd have to move to bed and become one of those monks that Richard

is always talking to.

Yeah, really, it's fine. I actually thought it was sort of cute.

No, it's not. I called you hon.

Oh.

It's a grave, grave mistake.

Very, very grave.

Oh. Jeff, you know, I had a really fun time with you tonight.

And this was not a night I thought was going to be particularly fun.

Listen, Nancy couldn't have been clearer about tonight not being a date.

Very, very clear.

But maybe I could call you and, you know, actually have an official first

I will not at any time call you hon.

Oh. Um, I would really, really like to go out with you again.

But, uh, can we keep something just between the two of us? Sure. It's about

Molly. Molly? Mm -hmm.

Um, Molly is my best friend.

And the reason this wasn't an official date is, um, she saw you first.

And she thinks you're really cute, so... She thinks I'm cute?

Yeah. So, you should give Miles a call.

She's amazing.

Hi. Hey, how you doing?

Ed, right?

What's that mean?

I don't know. You just seem to have dropped off the pace of time.

Hey, you're the one that walked out of that restaurant.

Which is why I've called you about ten times.

I've been busy.

See?

I've got to get ready to get back into court.

Is this really how you want this to end?

I don't know why. How do you want this to end?

I don't know.

Nicely?

Nicely. Okay, sure, yeah. Let's end it nicely. Oh, come on, Ed. I have to take

this clerkship. It's a really big deal. I know you have to take it. I'm the last

guy in the world that would want to hold you back.

What are you so upset about? I'm upset because it hasn't crossed your mind for

one minute, apparently, not to take it.

It crossed your mind for one minute to ask me not to take it? No. And do you

know why it hasn't? Because we both know that if I did ask you, you'd still take

it. You know I have to take it. You know you have to take it, but you're not

even conflicted about it.

Wait a second. You know I have to take this job, but what you're upset about is

the fact that I'm not agonizing over whether or not to take it, even though

yourself believe I should take it. Bonnie, forget it. Forget I said

Good luck in Washington. Good luck with a new job. Good luck with your

incredible career. I hope you become president of the universe.

That's all you seem to care about anyway.

We can be mean.

Mr. Peterson, what is your relationship to Carrie Thomas?

She's my lady.

To the best of your knowledge, who wrote the song Watching Him Go?

Carrie wrote that song about me.

There's a lyric in the song that says, his curly brown locks lift me through my

days. Mr. Peterson, what color is your hair?

It's curly brown, baby.

curly brown locks between my days my soul retracts from his

steely gaze may i see your steely gaze please sir

nope

not steely objection and is anyone's soul retracting anyone Is anyone still

retrieving? Mine's not. Anyone?

Objection, Your Honor. That's ridiculous.

That is ridiculous. It's as ridiculous as suggesting that simply because this

man has brown hair that Carrie Thomas wrote that song.

You've made your point, Mr. Stevens.

Well, thank you, Your Honor.

Nothing further.

Malk, Malk.

Oh, hey.

Hi. I was looking for you. So let's hear it. How was the big non -date?

Oh, my gosh. It was so silly.

Jeff tried to make Ed jealous. It was a complete disaster.

So, he's a jerk?

Oh, no. No, no. He's great, really. He's funny, cute, smart.

Very smart.

And nothing happened between the two.

No. No, I gotta go to the dry cleaners. As a matter of fact, we talked about

you. He said he thought you were funny.

Really? Mm -hmm. I think you should give him a call.

Eh, I prefer to play this coy like a...

Lioness, majestically perched on the open grass plains of the Serengeti.

Learning channel. Yeah.

Now... Now if Big Rudy tries another one of his little sabotage moves, we're

going to catch each and every last frame of it on videotape, my friend.

Tightening up bowling alley security?

Hey, Cal. Hi.

Whoa, you look great.

Oh, did you sneak off somewhere and get some work done?

No.

Hey, what happened to you that night? You guys just sort of disappeared.

Yeah, that was a whole thing.

Hey, who's the new boyfriend?

Oh, he's not a boyfriend. He's Jets. He's some guy from Nancy's book club.

I don't know, girl.

I don't know. I don't know. Between me and you guys, you're really hitting it

off there.

Are you laughing up a storm?

Yeah, right. Well, I'm not the one with the girlfriend, so why am I getting the

third degree?

Yeah, well, I'm not going to have the girlfriend much longer.

Ooh, a little trouble in paradise again?

She, uh...

She's leaving town. She had a clerkship in Washington.

Oh, that's good for her.

Yeah, good for her.

Wow.

Wow what?

Wow, you're really upset about that.

I mean, we barely know one another.

So you're just going to let her leave like that?

Yeah.

Bonnie Haynes is not the kind of woman who would sacrifice her career for a

relationship.

Hmm.

Hmm what? Oh, nothing. I just...

I thought you said you were really starting to like this woman, and now...

what?

It just seems to me that if you really liked her, you wouldn't let her go

without at least a little bit of a tussle. I mean, you're Ed.

Aren't you the guy who puts on the suit of armor and makes the videos of himself

and hires skywriters?

You came.

Curiosity is a tempting mistress.

You and I are a lot alike, young Philip.

While others are content to sleepwalk through their days, you and I like to

on the pap of life and gulp down the milk of human wonder.

That's from the great Gatsby. We are indeed blessed with the taste of kings.

Exactly. Which is why I must ask you a question.

Has Ed given you a piece of the action?

I receive a weekly stipend, yes. No, no, no. I'm not talking about salaries.

Salaries are for suckers.

I'm talking about a percentage.

Share in the profits.

No.

That's a damn travesty. Here, you give them good idea after good idea.

You should be a partner by now. I used to give you good idea after good idea.

You never made me a partner.

That is because I was blind as a one -eyed maggot. Now, let me cut to the

I want to buy the bowling alley back.

Ed does not want to sell. Now, the only way for me to get it is to run him out

of business, which I will do in time.

But it'll go a little faster if I have a little help from the inside.

Do you understand what I'm saying?

You want me to help you put Ed out of business?

When I own the alley, you have a corner office and a piece of the pie.

This is quite an ethical conundrum you've laid before me.

Sticky web fraught with the pitfalls of human frailty.

Can you see a man like Phil Stubbs?

Handing out shoes for the rest of his life?

Ed will just have to understand.

This is business.

It's not personal.

Now, what do you need me to do?

Now, you're thinking smart.

There's something on the security camera tape I think you should see.

Security camera tape? Ooh, you got something?

Did Big Rudy come back? What?

What exactly am I looking at here?

That's Kenny. Huh?

He stood motionless for five hours.

Can you sit down?

Amanda Bays may have started the solids.

She may have gotten the gigs, handled the books, and lugged all the

That doesn't give her tenure.

The band's moving up in the world. She didn't make the cut. Happens all the

time. Now, as for the songs, there is not one shred of evidence that supports

her claim that she wrote them.

They belong to the solids.

And Amanda Bays is no longer one of the solids.

Loyalty.

Is there any of that left in the world anymore?

Amanda Bays didn't just start the Solids.

She is the Solids.

And because Jordy Hasler, a guy who works in a pet store, waved a one in a

million chance at a record deal in front of their faces, these three turned

their backs on their friend.

That's just plain not right.

Songs are Amanda's. The band is Amanda's.

Please don't let them take these things away from her.

Thank you.

Amanda Bays says she wrote the songs.

Her former bandmates say that they were co -written by Carrie Thomas.

Both parties have reason to lie.

Neither has presented any hard evidence to support their claim.

The burden of proof, however, is on Ms. Bays.

I therefore cannot stop the band, The Solids, from performing or recording

songs. My ruling is in favor of the defendants, Carrie Thomas, Barry Jessup,

Rob Draper.

How much longer do we have to wait here? Relax.

We'll be home any minute now.

Oh, and I gotta say, this, uh... I'm not so sure about the superhero costume.

What? No, I mean, a suit of armor, that made sense to me. A knight in shining

armor, that's romantic, but this... Not so much.

I'm... Captain Stuckyville.

One hardest day in Stuckyville, and I'm... Captain Stuckyville.

Makes perfect sense.

Yeah.

I still think you should have gone with Zorro.

Hey.

There she is.

Hey, look. Remember.

When I run out there, you wait a full ten seconds, and then you shoot off them

fireworks. Right, and what exactly do the fireworks have to do with

Ed? Just do it.

Okay.

Go ahead, Aquaman. It's showtime.

I can't.

What?

I didn't mean to... You look great, buddy.

No, it's not that. I just... Come on, Mike. Let's go.

So much. So much for the scales of justice.

You know, the truth is, I barely cared what happened in that courtroom.

The damage was really done long before we got there.

You start another band?

I don't know.

Maybe I'll go at solo.

I'm not sure I'm cut out for the group dynamic.

What are you guys doing here?

We want you to play with us tomorrow.

Why?

We did some soul -searching, and we realized we were wrong.

Where's Vanessa?

Vanessa, the wunderkind who replaced me.

She, uh... She got a better gig.

A better gig?

She'll be over in Jaspertown playing the big room at the Fuzzy Peach tonight.

As they say, one goes around.

I see.

So you're not really apologizing, Carrie.

You just need someone for tomorrow and for Ben Pizzuti's brother?

No, that's not it.

I was wrong to kick you out of the band.

I mean, you're the heart and soul of the solids.

What do you say?

You gonna help us rock the Casbah tomorrow and show Ben Pizzuti's brother

deserve a shot at the big time?

What do you say, Amanda?

No, thanks.

Amanda.

Amanda!

last night.

I know.

I saw you in court today.

Snuck in the back.

You did?

Yeah. I thought you were good.

You almost won with no evidence.

It's too bad. People don't know how to be loyal anymore.

They're just looking out for themselves.

Is that for me?

No. Look, Bonnie, I... Listen, I want you to stay. I really do.

But I don't think I could let you, even if you were to offer.

Why not?

I had this realization today.

You and I were just starting out, and if you were to turn down this job...

Stay with me.

They just end up resenting me.

So I don't see that we have a choice.

I'm sorry. We'll never really know what would have happened.

Let's face it.

Statistically speaking, most relationships don't make it. We're

ourselves a whole load of heartache down the road.

Still, I'm glad it was you.

Glad it was me what?

I pretty much figured that I was through with relationships.

I'm glad it was you that got me back on the horse.

I'm glad it was you that got me back on the horse, too.

Bye, Ed Stevens.

Bye, Bonnie.

All

we

need is one injury, one accident, and the place will be ours.

Rudy, I find your villainous mind to be absolutely delicious.

By the way, how'd you get those ferrets in here without anyone seeing you?

Through the delivery entrance.

So simple.

Then I do it.

What? This quintuples the speed of the ball return, so the ball coming back may

just jump off the track and land on somebody's foot.

Wouldn't that be a shame?

What are you doing?

I thought now would be a good time for a big fakey of a laugh.

Phil! For what possible reason could you need me here at 2 o 'clock in the

morning?

Big Rudy.

Ed, this is the man responsible for the sabotage of one Stucky Bowl bowling

center. What?

What? That's right, Rudy.

I've captured everything on those security cameras over there. You, sir,

been served up like a trout on a sterling silver platter.

I trusted you. You made a classic mistake, sir. You tried to get me to

sides against the family.

Thanks, pal.

You're welcome, Bosco. Now let's get his most heinous crime on videotape.

Big Rudy, I swear, I catch you doing anything else to damage the cue ball,

press charges. Okay.

You see, Ed, he increased the rate of speed on the ball return such that... Is

that absolutely necessary?

I think so.

Thought I was smart, now I gotta laugh about how much I've given up

just a little while ago.

Thank you.