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♪ There is more to life Than what you're living ♪

♪ So take a chance And face the wind ♪

♪ An open road And a road that's hidden ♪

♪ A brand-new life Around the bend ♪

♪ There were times ♪

♪ I lost a dream or two ♪

♪ Found the trail ♪

♪ And at the end was you ♪

♪ There's a path we take And a path not taken ♪

♪ The choice is up to you My friend ♪

♪ Nights are long But you might awaken ♪

♪ To a brand-new life A brand-new life ♪

♪ A brand-new life Around the bend ♪

No, it's no problem, Tanya.

I'm whipping up my world famous lobster bisque.

Yeah.

Oh, no, that's no problem.

No, no, Mrs. Bower says I can have friends over

any time I want.

Besides, she ain't gonna be here.

Yeah.

All right, I'll see you at eight.

Oh, boy. All right, bye.

♪ Stepping out with my baby ♪

♪ Must be wrong, da-da-da ♪

Ta-da!

It's B'wana Grandma, huh?

Man, when you take the kids camping,

you really go in style, I'll tell you.

I've always wanted to camp out in the great outdoors,

with the rustle of trees

and the twinkling of stars

and the babbling of brooks

and the bats and the bears and the...

creepy crawly things.

Hey, maybe we could camp out at the Waldorf.

I thought you were going to get away from it all.

Listen, I'm going camping

with an 11-year-old and a 7-year-old.

You are getting away from it all.

I'm taking it with me.

Wonderful.

Eight o'clock.

I'll see you tonight, Mitch.

Mitch?

Is that the one you've been raving about?

Go for it.

I'll meet you at the Four Seasons.

The maître d' is holding my regular table.

Wrong.

Wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong.

Excuse me just a minute, Mitch.

I think a dog got his foot caught in the screen door.

I have the feeling you're trying to tell me something.

Your table?

Your maitre d'?

Your restaurant?

Could you just stop being a hot-shot executive

for one night?

It's my restaurant because it's my town.

He's flying in from Boston.

Great,

then have a nice, little romantic dinner

at home.

A little candlelight, a little wine.

Be a homebody.

That sounds like old-fashioned sexist talk.

Mm?

And what is wrong with old-fashioned sex?

If they come up with something better,

will you let me know?

Mitchell, how would you like to come here

for a nice, little dinner?

Great!

I'll see you then.

What? What dog?

He's fine.

He's just fine, Mitchell.

Speak to you later. Bye-bye.

Mother... Attagirl!

Okay, Angela, now call Entre Nous

and have them cater for you.

And it's just going to be the two of you.

All right. I'm all set.

Micelli's Outfitting Post.

Just the three of us.

Mona, this is great of you, you know.

Samantha's never been camping before.

Yeah? Who has?

The only time

she ever slept under the stars

was when she dozed off

at the Hayden Planetarium.

All right, Pathfinders!

Let's move it! Let's hit it!

Let's do it!

Uh, give him the rest of the day off.

Let's move it, guys.

Hup, hup, hup hup, hup, hup!

The three of us are all packed.

Three?

Yeah.

Her, me, and Wilbur.

Wilbur's going home.

And the good news is, he's not coming back.

Guess whose wonderful idea it was?

♪ Born free ♪

Say "Goodbye," Wilbur.

Goodbye, Wilbur.

Have a good life.

Yeah.

Don't take any wooden field mice.

Well, wish us luck.

I am off to darkest Fairfield County.

Bye-bye.

Bye-bye.

Bye! Bye! Be careful. Okay.

Please drive carefully, Mother.

Bye. Bye.

Bye-bye.

Bye-bye, Mona.

Take care. Bye-bye.

Uh... Uh...

Tony... Tony, everything looks great.

Why not take the day off?

Nah, I've got some things

I want to do around here.

Well, if you're worried about the kids calling,

I'll be here.

You will?

Tonight?

Yes. Tonight.

For dinner?

I changed my plans. I invited someone over.

Why?

No reason.

You didn't have anything planned, did you?

Oh... no, no, no.

In fact, now that I think about it,

I think I'll...

I'll call an old friend and head into town, you know?

Heh heh. Sure.

No, maybe we'll bowl a few frames, huh?

Right!

Sounds good. Heh heh.

I think I'm gonna die.

Tanya. Tanya!

It's me, Tony. Yeah. Yeah, how are you?

Listen, what kind of a guy am I, huh?

I make you come all the way out here

to the Little Acorn

when we could be swinging in the Big Apple.

That's right. Yeah.

I'm going to head in, okay?

All right, fine. I'll see you a little...

You want me to say that on the phone?

Okay.

Tanya, Tanya, my little lasagna...

I'll pick you up at eight, because I'd never con ya.

All set.

I'm meeting my old friend in town.

Bowling?

Yeah, bowling, and, uh...

maybe a little lasagna later.

Oh, hey. Hey, uh, since I'm going out,

do you want me to whip up dinner for you and your friend?

No, thanks, Tony. I'll take care of dinner.

You?

I mean, you're so busy.

I am perfectly capable of getting a meal.

Yeah, I know.

Okay, I'm sending out.

Angela, take-out for a friend?

It's not just take-out.

I'm catering dinner for two.

Whoo-whoo.

Pretty fancy.

Who is this friend?

Just a "friend" friend.

Uh-huh. I get it. I get it.

Well, listen,

since you're having that great grub,

I just happen to have a nice lobster bisque

in the kitchen.

You just happen to have a lobster bisque?

It was a great recipe on the back of a lobster.

I figured, why not?

Right.

I'm gonna go...

Oh. Uh...

It's me, Tony.

I... I thought you left.

I thought you were upstairs.

You, uh... You look very... I mean, it's...

It's, uh... You look... You really...

Really, I'm telling you... Thanks, thanks.

Thanks. Mm-hmm.

You're... You're going bowling?

Well... it's a classy league.

Right.

I'm gonna... I'll get it.

Okay. I'm gonna go.

Hello?

Mitchell!

Oh, you're not coming.

Oh. No, it's...

It's not your fault there's fog in Boston.

No, no... No, nothing special.

It was just... just a little potluck.

Well, some other time.

Sure.

Bye-bye.

Fog.

Boston.

Boston. Fog.

I guess it was kind of a special evening, huh?

Kind of.

Yeah, well, let me tell you, he don't know what he's missing.

The lobster bisque.

Yeah, that too.

Uh... Uh... Well, I'm sorry.

You know, I've got to hit the road.

It's okay.

All right. It's all right.

Have a nice time.

Thank you very much.

Oh, uh... Bower residence?

Yeah.

Entre Nous comes to you.

Bon soir et bon appetit,

monsieur et mademoiselle.

Hey, wait a minute. You're French?

French.

French is a state of mind.

I'm a great cook, I'm a great lover,

and I'm rude to tourists.

I am Robaire. Oh. Robaire?

Robaire, Roberto, Bob, Bobby...

I go where the work is.

Et voilà. Dinner for two.

Robaire, there's been a change of plans.

It's just dinner for one.

For one?

$300 for one?

Oh, mais non.

A lovers' quarrel.

No, no, no, no, no.

Pal, you've got it all mixed up.

You've got it all mixed up.

Sir, look at that poor, heartbroken woman.

It's not my fault.

It's always our fault.

Tony... Tony, just... Just go.

No, no, no. You don't mean that.

Sir, don't be impetuous.

Look.

Duck à l'orange.

Wine.

Escargot.

This is good stuff.

Robaire, let him go.

Angela, I'm sorry about tonight.

You hear that, madame?

He's sorry.

Don't throw him out.

I'm not throwing him out, Robaire.

He has other plans.

Now, it's just dinner for one.

Good night, Tony.

I know, I know.

Look, Robaire, make it dinner for two, huh?

Hey, I never pass up duck à l'orange.

Ah. That's much better now.

How about a little aperitif just for the two of you?

You didn't have to do this

just because you felt sorry for me.

Hey, this is all part of the deal.

Room and board, right?

Hey, and besides, I know what it's like to get dumped.

Not that you did. You know...

I mean, just because it's crystal clear here,

doesn't mean it's not socked in in Boston.

Thanks.

What about bowling? Now?

Oh, bowling. Oh, uh...

No, I thought I'd call the guys

and, uh, catch up with them

like on the fourth beer.

Well, anyway, you're... You're very sweet.

Ah, that's much better.

Perhaps a little toast?

To, uh... clean sinks.

What a fun couple.

Relax.

Enjoy.

Mademoiselle looks very lovely this evening,

oui, monsieur?

Oui, monsieur.

He's such a shy and sensitive young man.

Have you told him how handsome he looks tonight?

No.

He is.

Oh... You... you are.

You... you look very nice.

Thank you.

Perhaps I should turn the lights down

just a little bit.

No, no, no! No, that's fine!

Tanya, just think of it like a little rain delay.

We're not calling the game, babe.

Oh, no, no, no, no.

Give me this thing.

Tanya, how do you expect me

to leave this sweet old lady out there

in a hip cast, huh?

I swear, I'll be there as soon as I can, okay, babe?

Bye, babe.

Old lady?

Hip cast?

Hey, look, it's a little complicated, huh?

Sir, how can you dally

with that lovely woman's affections?

I'm not dallying. You're dallying.

Could you speed this up a little bit?

You cannot speed up escargot.

By their very nature, they are slow.

Robaire, she's a very nice lady,

but I'm not really her boyfriend, see?

She needed somebody tonight, and she does pay me...

She pays you?

How tawdry!

Hey, wait a minute...

I cannot be a party to this.

You know what, Robaire?

You're right.

You can't be a party to this.

You're too classy a guy.

But what about the duck à l'orange?

Don't worry about those little quackers.

I'll pop them in for you, okay?

This never happens when I cater Mexican.

Yeah.

Well, uh... we won't have Robaire

to kick us around anymore.

He left?

Yeah, I told him I'd take care of things,

and maybe now we can relax.

Oh. Thank God we're alone.

Well, we've been alone before.

Yeah. Sure.

Just not by candlelight.

Sorry.

Sorry.

It's so quiet around here...

without the kids.

Yeah, like, a whole meal without the kids.

A whole meal?

The whole night.

We can sleep in in the morning.

I mean, you can sleep in and I can sleep in.

Have some more wine.

Have an hors d'oeuvre.

Oh, yeah, you know, these are good.

You know, where I come from,

a fancy hors d'oeuvre is beef jerky and beer nuts.

Imagine that.

I feel like I'm on, uh... my first date in high school.

I mean, not that this is a date.

It's just that, uh...

well, it's not exactly like scrubbing your bathroom floor.

I...

I know what you mean about high school.

There was never anything to say.

Right?

You know, I'll never forget the time

I finally got the nerve up

to ask Geraldine Capazo to the Christmas dance.

That was the most embarrassed I ever was.

You? Yeah, me. You kidding?

My hands were so sweaty,

I left a big paw print on the back of her red formal.

Oh!

Oh, that reminds me... Of what?

Nothing.

Come on.

No, I never told anybody this before.

I told you.

Well...

in, um... in college,

I asked Greg Dawson to the big sorority ball.

Greg Dawson.

He was like Tom Selleck, but good-looking...

and, uh... I lost six pounds.

I bought this incredible strapless evening gown

and I spent all day at the hairdresser's.

I'll bet you looked terrific.

Yeah, even my acne cleared up... and, well,

I felt like Scarlett O'Hara

when I made my grand entrance, and there...

at the top of this long staircase,

and there was Greg,

waiting for me down at the bottom,

and then the heel of my shoe

caught in the hem of my dress

and I bounced all the way down the staircase.

You didn't.

I did...

I did, but my gown didn't make it.

I landed at the... at the bottom

in my slip and my wrist corsage, and...

isn't that awful?

Yeah, it's awful.

Uh...

I mean, I thought my paw print was bad.

It's terrible. It's terrible.

I guess it is sort of funny.

A wrist corsage?

Oh, God!

Oh...

How soon before dinner?

About 20 minutes.

Angela?

Hello?

It's me, Mitch.

Anybody here?

Oh!

Okay.

Kareem, move over.

Here comes... Dr. A.

Mitch.

You got here.

Yes... I did.

Hi, Mitch.

Hi.

Well... Well, the fog lifted

right after I called

and the phones at the airport

were all tied up,

so I just rushed right on out.

Well, you made good time.

So did you.

Mitchell, I'd like you to meet Tony Micelli, my housekeeper.

You're not going to buy that, are you?

Well, it's better than anything

I could have come up with.

No, no. Really, Mitch.

You know, she needed a housekeeper,

I needed a job, you know.

The house looks great, Tony.

Oh, thanks.

Mitchell, you got...

You got here just in time.

Uh, Tony, is dinner just about ready?

Yeah. A few minutes.

Oh, you want me to serve?

Well, you're the one who got rid of Robaire.

Yeah, I got rid of Robaire.

Okay. Hey, yo.

I'll just, uh... Robaire?

You mean there was another guy here?

Tanya, I'm out of here in 45 minutes,

give or take an orange duck.

Look, all I got to do

is give the old lady a sponge bath and a Fig Newton

and I'm yours.

Hello?

Hello?

I wonder which part she didn't believe.

Boy, you should have seen that fog in Boston.

Gee, I wish I could've been there.

Lobster bisque Neapolitan, huh?

Italian bisque?

Oh, it's a house speciality.

Mitchell, did I ever tell you

about my big sorority formal,

where I bounced down the stairs

and tore my gown off?

No.

My God, you must have been mortified.

Well, tell him about the wrist corsage and the slip.

You're gonna love it.

Mitchell, have you ever had a real embarrassing moment?

No.

Mitch gone?

Yeah.

Turned out to be a nice guy.

Yeah, he is. Very nice.

Look, Tony...

I'm sorry about what happened tonight.

Hey, I enjoyed some of this.

Me too.

Too bad you had to miss your bowling buddies.

Yeah.

Well, it's all right.

You need any help in here?

No. Uh... it's, uh... it's late.

Why don't you, uh, head up to bed?

Tony... Thanks... for everything.

Any time, boss.

Tony!

Tony, the campers are back!

What happened to you?

Some kind of animal.

Daddy, it was a cow.

But a vicious cow.

I bet the snake was happy, huh?

Yeah, I guess Wilbur's happy.

When I let him go,

you should have seen the smile on his face.

Aw, that's nice. Honey...

I know you're gonna miss him,

but you did the right thing.

It's okay, Mom.

I've got a new friend.

Wait till you meet Ralph.

Yeah.

Wait till you meet Ralph.