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Okay, we put the cot in Archie's room.

Did you put the blankets and sheets on?

We're all set.

I wonder if it'll be fun having a little boy around.

Well, at least a boy won't wear my clothes.

I'll have to know.

You know, we should have baked a cake.

I'll make one tomorrow after school.

Then we can have a real welcome home family celebration.

Wait a minute, girl. Cool it.

Joey's parents have separated.

It's not a big deal.

Almost everyone I know has parents who have separated.

Well, for some people, it's still a big deal.

Wait for everyone else.

Why do they separate anyway?

Hey, let's not get nosy. Just keep off the subject.

She wouldn't ask questions that are none of her business.

I was going to.

They're here.

You could move.

Did your TV work okay?

Yeah, yeah.

Close the door. It's cold out there. Yes, please. Will you close the door?

losing heat. The A -Rams is killing me with the price of earth.

Can I watch the late show? I never got to see it at home.

If I don't put down the bags, you know I'm going to need heart surgery.

Well, put them down.

Somebody help me, huh?

Mrs. Canby, I have heard so much about you.

I'm leaving, pal.

Yeah, well, don't take too much time with it. We're losing heat here.

Joe, here, put your stuff down with the rest of it over here, huh?

No, it's okay.

Well, you don't want to keep carrying it there. Put it down with the other

luggage. No, I don't want to.

Well, what do you want to do? Look like you're waiting for a train the rest of

your life?

Leave him alone, Daddy. He wants to hold on to it.

Joe? Joey, what you got in there?

If he's anything like his old man, he's got a rib roast in there.

Come on, Joey. We're going up there to Grandpa's room.

There's sandwiches on the table and hot cocoa on the stove.

Good night. Thank you. Good night, Mrs. Camby. Yeah, thanks a million, Mrs.

Camby. Good night. I'll see you in the morning.

Well, all right. Here we are.

My daddy, it was so sweet of you to give up your room for me and Joey. Oh, it

just ain't nothing over there.

Hey, me and that old soap, you know, we're longtime friends.

Oh.

Oh, yeah, the elephant, he's still here.

Remember what he used to do?

That's right.

Now, what about the panther over here?

What did he used to do?

Yeah.

I think much has changed, you know.

Everything's pretty much the same.

Yeah, everything is the same.

But without Ma, it all seems different.

Yeah, well, you know.

You get used to that.

Looks like we're both alone now, huh?

Yeah, yeah, that's right.

Are you going to tell me what happened between you and the meathead?

Or am I supposed to guess?

Don't call a meathead in front of Joey.

I don't see Joey standing around here.

Joey, come on down!

Don't do that! I want to talk to you!

Your father, you know.

He was fooling around, right?

Wrong.

Boozing? No.

Drugs? No, no, don't be silly.

Will you kindly sit down here?

And don't be telling me I'm silly.

Whether you know it or not, 82 .5 % of the professional classes in this country

is paralyzed on cocaine and angel dates.

Look it up.

Where? Where?

You've been telling me that for 30 years. Just where do you look these

up?

All I want to know... Daddy, please. I don't want to talk

about him.

Or... You know, a lot of your intellectuals today is timing.

I'm going to get to the bottom of this. Now, come here, little girl. You've got

to talk about this, you know. You can only hold this in only so long.

I mean, it's like gas.

Sooner or later, it's got to come out somewhere.

We just came down to get the rest of the luggage.

Oh, yeah, go ahead and do that. Ah, there he is, my little Joe. He's still

carrying his bag. Come on over here.

and sit down with your grandpa and have a little talk, huh, kid? Daddy, don't

you dare question that child. Ah, come on, will you? Who's questioning the kid

there, huh, Joey? Hey, listen, how's your old man?

Daddy.

Fine. He's living in a commune and growing a beard.

Oh.

Gee, maybe.

Gloria doesn't want to talk about it now.

Gloria, she don't want to talk about it. Don't have to. I ain't talking about it

here.

So why don't your old man live in a Santa Barbara house no more?

He lives in Bumble County with 50 people, some goats and no bathtub.

It's Humboldt County, and that's enough. Stop pumping my child. Joey, honey, I

want you to go to bed. Go on upstairs. Wait a minute. Wait a minute there, huh?

You're really, like, causing trouble, don't you? Get away from me, you!

Come on, Joey, let's go upstairs.

All right, go ahead, Joe. Go on upstairs with him.

We're going to have a talk one of these days.

keep us apart forever, you know? Most ridiculous thing I ever heard in my

I hope you're happy.

Why should I be happy? I didn't find out nothing. He didn't tell me what

happened.

Michael went one way and I went another.

Case closed.

Wait a minute. What do you mean case closed?

I'm the only one around here who closes cases.

I want to find out what happened, because I want to know who to blame.

Okay.

You want to know who to blame?

Ronald Reagan.

What the hell are you talking about?

Ronald Reagan.

Oh, Mike got laid off.

I mean, Michael doesn't want to keep on living in the world he sees around him,

where the poor pay for the welfare for the rich.

And the government keeps borrowing billions and trillions and zillions of

dollars for the war that's going to end the world.

What crapola.

And Michael keeps screaming that we're helpless, powerless victims. And then he

really went bananas and he joined a commune. Ah, commune. I thought them

went out of business when we got out of the Vietnam War.

No. It's a place where people work together and they eat together, they

together, they get up. together. They even dress the same way.

Gee, that sounds like the army.

No, they're farmers. They have windmills that run their tractors and they plant

crops.

Oh, I know the kind of crops they plant and how they're thought.

Good night.

Wait a minute. Wait a minute. Wait a minute. I just got one more question for

you.

You think just like him, so why didn't you go with him? I don't think like him.

I want Joey to live in the real world, good, bad, or whatever.

Well, that's good. I told him if our son has to share a bathroom with 50 people,

we might as well raise him in a Texaco station.

Besides, he didn't ask me if we could go. He told me we had to go. He told me

had no choice.

Well, wait a minute. And then what?

And then when I said no,

Yeah, yeah.

He took one of his students, the homecoming

queen.

Oh, my gosh.

Another woman, huh? Why?

The commune only takes couple.

Ain't that awful?

I know it, I know it. But you told me he wasn't fooling around.

He wasn't. He meant it.

I feel so sorry for you.

Don't you feel sorry for me? Okay.

I'll live.

I am perfectly capable of getting a job.

Now, wait a minute. Wait a minute. Hey, hey, you got a kid to raise. Don't talk

crazy. I know I do, and I'm not crazy, so butt out.

But don't tell me to butt out. That ain't a stranger up there.

That's my little grandson up there. I don't want him going bad because his

mother's out working there. And don't you dare walk away from me upstairs and

slam no door.

And she does it anyhow.

And maybe you could at least, you know, throw me down a pillow to sleep.

You can't even do that.

I want all you females to hear this. It does my heart good to hear another

little male voice in the house.