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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 ♪♪

Yay! Hey, Mark Spitz and company!

Hi. How was swimming class?

Tony gave the lifeguard mouth-to-mouth resuscitation.

The lifeguard was drowning?

Well, she might have if she'd been in the water.

Angela, she was real close to the deep end.

What are you doing with the china?

Uh...

Uh, your... your father-in-law called.

Nick?

Grandpa called from Florida?

Uh-uh. He called from the airport.

Guess who's coming to dinner?

I hope to hell it's Sidney Poitier.

Grandpa's coming here? Uh-huh.

For dinner? Yeah.

Great! I'm glad one of you is excited.

Yeah. Hey, kids, why don't you

go upstairs and get washed up?

Dad, we just spent an hour and a half

in the pool.

I'll turn into a prune.

He'll turn into a raisin.

Raisin. Hah.

Angela? Angela, don't you think

you should have checked with me

before inviting my father-in-law

to come here?

I thought you'd be happy.

Angela, look at this face.

Does this look like a happy face?

Well, Tony, you're always saying how important family is to you.

Angela, I meant my family, not my wife's family.

What did this guy do? Give you some hard luck story?

He said he was in town.

And you fell for it?

The last time I saw this guy was when my wife died,

and before that it was under protest.

What have you got against him?

Angela, he's a mooch.

He's rude, he's insensitive,

and he's a slob.

Aren't you exaggerating?

The man puts Sweet 'N Low in his wine.

I'll tell you right now,

I'm not cooking for him.

Oh, all right.

I invited him, I'll cook.

Angela?

Yeah?

He's not that bad.

Now, this is probably him.

It's dinner and that's it.

Whatever you do, don't invite him to stay.

I know this guy. He's always broke.

He'll move in here, he'll mooch off us...

forever.

Hey, Nick, how are you?

I'm rich.

Rich? Yeah.

Lousy stinking rich. I'm rolling in it.

What are you talking about?

The last time I heard from you,

you were a lousy junk car dealer.

Well, down at the bank, they call me

an "auto-parts entrepreneur".

They love me down at the bank.

So, how are you doing, Tony?

We're doing okay. Yeah, yeah...

I can see, I can see.

Not as good as me.

You see these shoes? 180 bucks.

Suit? 500 clams.

That's lovely. Oscar de la Renta?

No, Nick Malano.

Who's the skirt?

Nick... this person

happens to be Angela Bower,

and she happens to be the president

of the 12th-largest advertising agency

in the country.

Nice legs!

Grandpa!

Ah, Sambina!

Come over here!

Look at you, look at you!

Ah, you're beautiful!

You've got your mother's looks.

Thanks,

and I've got my dad's slide into second.

That's a biggie.

Now, I've got something for you.

Go try it on. If you don't like it,

I'll buy you another one.

I'll buy you two.

Thanks.

All right.

Hey, it's a nice place you've got here.

Hey, maybe you're not so much of a loser as I thought.

All right, Nick.

It's her place, it's not my place.

Oh, yeah,

but I mean, you, uh... you live with her, right?

I mean, she pays the mortgage, you get the fringe benefits.

And from where I'm standing, they look pretty good.

Nick, would you zip it up?

I'm her housekeeper.

You're her housekeeper?

Yes, he is, and he's a wonderful housekeeper

and a wonderful human being.

Of course. I'm sure you're right.

And a loser.

Tony, something smells wonderful.

Oh, it must be my cologne,

Essence of Big Bucks.

Uh, Mona,

this is Samantha's grandfather, Nick.

This is Angela's mother, Mona.

Oh, another lovely.

Oh, a snappy dresser.

Oscar de la Renta?

No, Nick Malano.

Who is this Oscar guy?

Very nice to meet you, Nick.

The pleasure... is all mine.

Ah, ah, ah!

I never go past the wrist

on the first date.

Hey, you guys,

wait till you see what Sam's got.

Sweetheart, this is Mr. Malano.

This is my son, Jonathan.

Oh, hey,

you're a short little fellow, ain't you?

You want to stand on my wallet?

Are you ready?

All right, come on, Sambina!

Show everybody

what your rich grandfather got you.

Ta-da!

Great day in the morning!

That's a mink coat.

You play your cards right, Red,

there could be one for you in the future.

Nick...

Excuse me. Isn't that a little expensive?

No, it's a lot expensive,

and I didn't get it on no sale, neither.

Hey, Nick, I don't want you giving Sam no fur coat.

She's too young. It's too expensive.

And anyway, if anybody's going to give Sam a fur coat,

it's going to be me.

Hey, I admire your principles, Tony.

You go tell her she can't have it.

Dad?

Grandpa said I could stay home from school

so we could spend the day together tomorrow.

Yeah? Well, this is your dad talking, and I say you can't.

But we were going to go to the racetrack.

Grandpa was going to teach me how to gamble.

Want to bet?

Hey, but hey,

I happen to have baked a batch of brownies,

so why don't you go in the kitchen

and ease your pain?

Oh, goody!

Hey, hey, Jonathan, huh?

Well, it's no mink coat,

but I guess it's better than nothing.

Get out. Get out of here.

You're in town one lousy day,

already she's acting like Zsa Zsa Gabor.

I'll get it.

Oh, good, I want to see how a pro does it.

Ooh.

Good afternoon. I'm looking for Mr. Nicholas Malano.

You can have him.

I'm Nick Malano.

Who are you?

I'm Thomas Retson from Rosen and Fisher.

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Yes. I have some papers here

for you to sign.

You know we have to clear up your estate before...

Uh... Yeah, right. Uh, we don't want

to talk out here and bother anybody.

Come into my office. It's right out here.

Right out here. Thanks.

Dad, there are no brownies in the kitchen.

What do you mean, there's no brownies?

All right, all right, I ate them...

But they were very small.

Twenty-six brownies?

Twenty-six? Fancy that.

I wonder if

the Betty Ford Clinic handles brownie dependency.

I'm going to feel a lot better

knowing that my money's being taken care of

after I, you know, after I go.

It's a tough thing knowing that

in two weeks you're going to...

You're going... you're going to...

I just can't say it.

Prison?

I'm not so thrilled when you say it either,

you know?

Hey, lighten up. It won't be so bad.

So you stole a few auto parts.

A couple.

Cheated on your income tax.

A little bit.

Tried to bribe a judge.

All right, he was a judge.

How was I to know he was honest?

Look, with good behavior,

you'll be out in three years,

unless some wacko kills you.

Well, excuse me. Have a nice day.

What was that all about?

Oh, just your basic mogul stuff.

Go back to your housekeeping.

Don't worry your pretty little head

about it.

Okay, Daddy Warbucks.

Hey, I don't want you taking Sam out of school.

I just want to spend a little time

with my granddaughter.

What's the big deal?

The big deal is school's important, Nick.

Hey, if you want to see her, see her on weekends or holidays.

Easter's coming in a month.

You can see her then.

Yeah, well, I don't have that much time.

What do you mean, you don't have much time?

You got to go back to Florida?

No, I don't have to go back to Florida.

I'm going to, uh... I'm... uh, I'm...

I'm going to, uh...

I don't want to talk about it.

Well, I do.

I want to talk about it, Nick.

All right, look,

you're going to find out about it anyway.

I am going to... to... To what?

It's horrible.

I just can't say the word.

I just can't say the word.

Die?

Die?

Nick, I thought you said you couldn't say it.

Well, you've given me a whole new way

of looking at things.

Well, what about doctors? What do they say?

What could they say?

I mean, no doctor in the world could help me now.

Nick, I...

Gee, I knew you lost a lot of weight,

but I had no idea.

How long you got?

Two weeks.

Ah, it's all right. It's okay.

Oh, Nick!

Oh, yeah, yeah. Right there.

Nick, I promise you this.

These are going to be the best damn two weeks

of your life... Dad.

Aww.

Okay.

Oh, okay, sure.

Thank you very much, yeah. Yeah.

Okay, put your feet up.

Sure.

That's it.

Oh, yeah, Tony?

Oh, okay, okay.

Oh, that's nice, thank you.

Ah.

Now, look, Nick.

From now on, I'm taking care of you,

and you're staying here, and I don't want no arguments.

Okay.

And I think Angela would want it that way too.

Angela?

No, no, no.

Don't say nothing to her.

Come on, I don't want everybody treating me

like I'm some kind of king,

catering to my every whim, waiting on me hand and foot.

You got a match here? Yeah.

Yes?

Angela,

could I speak to you in the kitchen about...

a matter?

What's the matter?

Angela, this is serious.

Tony, I know what you're going to say.

Look, I, uh...

I know that I have a sweet tooth,

and sometimes I go on a feeding frenzy,

but I think I've got it under control now,

unless of course

you've baked another batch of brownies.

Angela, this is about Nick.

He's been eating brownies, too?

Angela, he's dying.

I ate 26 of them!

He's not dying from brownies,

he's dying from... death.

Oh! Oh, you mean he's really dying?

Yeah, so look, I hope it's okay with you,

but I told him he could stay here.

Oh, of course.

Oh, my word, what are we going to do?

Angela, you've got to be strong

and act like you don't know nothing.

I can do that.

And, hey, Nick made me promise not to tell anyone,

so you've got to promise you won't tell anyone either.

I won't, I promise. Okay.

Oh, Mother, Nick is dying. Isn't it awful?

Nick, it's all set. You can stay here.

Are you sure you don't mind?

Hey, you aren't going to be here long.

I mean... Of course we don't mind.

We're thrilled to death.

I hope nobody minds a stogie?

No, no. We love cigar smoke.

Although it is bad for your health.

Not that you're worried about your health.

All right, all right. Knock it off.

It's obvious Tony opened his big mouth.

I'm sorry.

I just want you to forget about it, okay?

Forget everything you heard, all right?

I just want you to treat me

like you would any other house guest who's dying.

You know, Nick, so often people say,

"If only we had known, we could have done something."

Well, now we know.

So what can I do for you?

Let me mull that over.

Hey, Nick, I know what I could do.

Anything you want for dinner.

You name it, you've got it.

I don't want to put you to no trouble...

No, don't worry, no trouble.

But I always loved your stuffed manicotti,

you know, that you make with the pasta from scratch.

Yeah.

And that sourdough bread you make from scratch.

And that seafood marinara you make...

From scratch?

If it's not too much trouble?

No, no trouble.

Hey, look, it's 4:00.

I'll start right now.

That means we should be eating about...

9:30.

Tony, I could help.

Oh great, great. Make that 10:30.

Uh... I hope you don't mind

if I pay you a compliment?

No, not at all.

You are one foxy old broad.

Why, Mr. Rhett, how you do carry on.

You know, I was hoping that...

I was hoping that...

we could get to know each other a little more personally,

you know?

Like maybe at your place, just you and me

and a couple of... Vic Damone records?

Well, I... I do like Vic Damone, but...

Nick, we've only just met,

and I don't work that fast.

Well, neither do I, as a rule,

but under the circumstances, I don't have much time.

Well, that's another thing.

Shouldn't you save your strength?

For what?

Oh, excuse me.

Oh.

Hey, hey.

Hey, hey, wake up, wake up. What is this?

Hey, Nick.

Jorvos alla Peru de 1979.

Oh, that's a great wine, Tony.

Yeah, hey, I bought this myself.

I knew you were going to like this.

Yeah.

What a bouquet, huh?

Could you pass me the Sweet 'N Low, please?

Salud.

Mm! Mm!

Hey, Nick, you want anything else?

More minestrone? More pasta? Another loaf of bread?

No, I don't think so.

I don't think so.

I think I can wait for dessert.

I can't wait for that zabaglione.

Mom, I guess I'm not a night person.

Can I go to bed without dessert?

I'll have two tomorrow, I promise.

Yes, sweetheart, come on.

I'll take you upstairs and kiss you goodnight.

Say goodnight.

Too late.

I'll be back in a minute.

I guess I've got to go to bed too.

School tomorrow.

Forget school.

Huh? Where's your priorities?

Your grandfather wants to take you to the track.

Okay.

I guess I'll see you tomorrow.

You betcha.

Oh, wait a minute, wait a minute.

Here's your racing form.

Study it like a good girl.

Good night, Dad.

Good night, sweetheart.

Weird.

Love that little squirt.

Yeah. She loves you too, Nick.

One of these days, we'll have to sit down and tell her.

Tell her what?

The truth.

Oh. Well, I mean,

can't you just tell her I'm going on

a long business trip?

In a box?

Come on.

What, are you kidding me? Someday she'll find out,

and she'll be heartbroken

because she didn't get a chance to say goodbye to you.

I don't want to talk about it, Tony.

Yeah, well, I do want to talk about it, Nick.

You know, last time we needed to talk and we didn't.

You mean when Marie died?

Nick, that was a really tough time

for both of us.

We should have been there for each other, but...

it didn't work out that way.

Well, I, uh...

I lost my little girl. I didn't...

I didn't think anybody knew what that felt like.

I knew.

Hey, and now

you're going to be with her again.

At least that's how I try to think of it.

All right, come on. Cut it out, will you?

No, I'm serious, Nick. I'm...

I don't know, I feel kind of great

about somebody being up there to look over Marie again,

you know, watch out for her, you know what I mean?

I can't do this.

Do what?

I'm not going to die!

Nick, I read the book.

You're just going through the denial stage.

Hey, look, I know it's tough,

but you've got to face the truth.

I'm telling you, I am not going to die.

I am going to...

To... Prison.

Prison?

Prison, the slammer, the big house.

The joint.

Oh, hey, hey, oh. What are you saying?

You know those auto parts I was telling you about?

Yeah.

You could fry eggs on them.

You ain't going to die?

You're not dying,

and you put us all through this?

I can't believe I actually hugged you. Yuck.

I don't know how this whole thing got started.

I'm sorry!

You're sorry. You're sorry, huh?

Is that supposed to cover everything, Nick?

All right, that's it, you.

You're out of here, man. Now.

Does that mean I don't get any zabaglione?

I'll give you zabaglione!

All right, Angela, I'm history.

What? What? No.

Oh, Tony, what happened? Is he going to the hospital?

He is if he's not out of here in 10 minutes.

Tony, what are you talking about?

He said he was dying to cover up the fact he's going to prison.

Prison?

Prison, the slammer, the big house.

The joint.

Oh, no, oh, To... Oh, that poor man.

He was so ashamed of going to prison

that he would rather have people think he was dead.

Isn't that noble?

The man is scum.

I thought I was...

I really thought I was finally getting along with him.

Oh, Tony, you were.

Yeah, well, it was all a big lie, Angela.

So what do you want to do?

Forget everything you said to each other

and wait until he's really dying

so you can start all over again?

Why not?

Well, he's your wife's father.

He's your daughter's grandfather.

Doesn't that mean anything to you?

All right, Angela, I'll talk to him.

All right, let's get one thing straight.

You are slime.

Yeah, I know, I know.

Unfortunately, you're family slime.

Why'd you do what you did?

It seemed like a good idea at the time, that's all.

Look, if I told you I was going to jail,

you would have thought I was a bum.

This way, you thought I was a big man.

Wait a minute. You were worried about what I thought?

Hey, remember me?

I'm the one you're always calling a loser,

not good enough for your little girl.

Nobody was good enough for my little girl.

At least you got that right.

Now that I think about it,

you came pretty close.

I've been waiting a long time to hear you say that, Nick.

Let me have that, huh?

You ready for some zabaglione?

You know, I also like

those little cannolis you make, you know?

From scratch.

From scratch, yeah, from scratch.

Tony, I am turning over a new leaf.

I'm telling you, starting right now...

Thank you... starting right now,

I'm going to tell everybody the truth.

Sam, everybody.

Nick, could I talk to you?

Oh, yeah, sure, sure.

Nick, I've thought about our conversation,

and I have reached my decision.

Oh?

How could I deny a dying man

his last request?

Oh, oh, hey. Hey, hey, whoa.

Last request?

Mona, I think Nick has something to tell you.

Tony!

Tony!

Son, son!

Nick... No, wait.

Couldn't I turn over a new leaf tomorrow, huh?

Say yes. Say yes! Say yes!

Oh, thanks, son!