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Thank you.

Bye.

Here we are, girl.

The latest in athletic spring fashion.

Ooh, fabulous.

Ooh, I love it.

You got a number 24 in there? Say, hey, kid, was my idol.

Reserve it just for you. Oh, hey, don't forget, team meeting at noon in the

employee's lounge, okay? Right.

Hey, Julie, you play catch with me after work today? I'm getting a little

nervous. Ease up, Megan. It's only a game.

Yeah, tell Dave that.

I think he's scared to death I'm going to embarrass him.

You're on.

There'll be 741 hotels represented.

We can't handle everyone.

Thanks.

I can block 100 rooms.

Good. At least they won't have to walk far.

All those general managers under one roof.

Maybe someone will fall in love and forget to go back home.

Come on, don't be impatient.

How long you been assisting at the mark?

Too long.

I've had every job in this business from Bellman on up. If I don't get a house

of my own soon...

I'll go bonkers.

Yeah, I hear there's a top spot at the Bristol Court in Boston.

You ought to look into it.

Oh, I'm sorry.

It's okay. We're finished.

You know Brian Fox?

Sure.

Hi. Hello again.

Some papers for you to sign. She never gets any uglier, does she?

Christine, when are you going to drop this bum and come work for us across the

street? You're treading on thin ice, Brian.

You know what they say about faint heart.

I'm sorry. I'm perfectly happy here.

Damn.

By the way, Peter, we never did put anything on the game Sunday. Bragging

rights, huh?

Bye.

Bye.

Good guy, huh?

Do you think so?

Yeah, how come when he's around you're always dropping things?

I am not always dropping things. Sure you are.

He pays you a compliment and you act like he gives you the hives. That's

ridiculous. It doesn't affect me one way or another.

Excuse me.

Excuse me.

Thank you. We have to name a new manager.

Stan broke his ankle skiing.

I nominate Christine Francis.

What? She's the most organized person we've got. And besides, she's not here

say no.

Second the motion. All in favor?

Aye. Motion carried. Somebody better go tell him. Oh, congratulations, Skipper.

Skipper? Yes, you have just been elected manager of the Saints.

Oh, no.

Wait a minute. You don't understand. I don't know very much about baseball.

Here's the roster.

I think the first thing you ought to do is look up the manager of the Mark

Hopkins team and work out a practice schedule.

Okay. Who do I call?

Brian Fox.

The funeral's in Santa Rosa. I can't get back until Sunday.

Well, don't you worry about it.

I don't like leaving Randy by himself.

You know, I suppose you could walk across the hall to my apartment and

on him once in a while.

Well, I'll do better. I've got to be in and around the hotel all weekend anyway.

I'll get him a room here. It'll be sort of a vacation for him.

You know, it was much easier when Grandpa was alive, but now that Randy's

teenager, it's...

It's getting to be too much for me.

He won't listen, running around with a bunch of disrespectful kids.

Well, they all go through a little of that sooner or later.

I know you work for Big Brothers from time to time, so... It's not work, Mary.

You know, Randy's a good boy.

I'm glad to help out.

I can drop him off after school, then.

Oh, Peter.

You know, I love him.

And I'm trying to do a good job raising him.

But I guess I'm just getting old.

Designated hitter.

What is a designated hitter? Miss Francis?

I'm sorry. I didn't mean to ambush you.

That's all right.

Mr. Gillen, right? Chipping?

Everett, please.

All right.

Everett. I'd like to volunteer for the team.

Oh, dear.

Well... Uh, I don't mean to run or hit or anything like that. I just thought if

you didn't already have one, maybe I can coach first base.

Well, uh, Mr. Gill and Everett, I'm not quite sure what it is a first base coach

does, but you got the job.

That's great. That's really great.

Thanks a lot. I'll do my best.

Brian Fox, please. Christine Frances calling.

Well, hello.

Brian, the reason I'm calling is Dan Dennett had a little accident.

And, well, they've made me the new manager of our team.

I love it. Thrown together on the field of battle.

Brian, come on.

I promised not to take advantage of you during the game.

Well, we have to work out a practice schedule for Saturday.

Why don't we have...

How about your Gorham room?

I think it's about time I did a little research on the competition's cuisine.

All right.

I'll pick you up at eight.

I'm Randy. I'm supposed to see Mr.

McDermott. Oh, yes.

Hi, I'm Christine Francis. You told me you were coming.

Hi, Randy.

Hello, Mr. McDermott.

Sit down.

I got your room all ready for you. On the house, it seemed like a lot more fun

than the two of us trekking back and forth to the apartment.

Did I have anything to say about it?

Hey, I'm not crazy about having a babysitter for the weekend.

Grandma's going to be gone for two days.

What's the big deal?

Randy, even grandparents worry about their children.

Yeah, okay.

Whatever you say.

She already told me to be nice.

Listen, we got a hotel league softball game on Sunday. Practice tomorrow.

I'm the equipment manager.

You'd like to be my assistant?

Softball?

Sure.

Why not?

Well, let me show you to your room. I bet you'd like to get unpacked.

I bet I can find it all by myself.

If I take the field from 11 to 1, your team can have it. I got one.

An estate bottled Brookview. Why don't we give it a shot?

Brian, you're not paying attention. We have a lot of things to go over.

I agree.

Why don't we discuss everything over breakfast?

Breakfast? We're supposed to settle everything now.

Who said?

You did.

I said we have a lot of things to go over. You said, let's have dinner.

It's a great segue into a date, wasn't it?

This is not a date.

You mean I can't carry your books home from school?

Brian, don't stop it.

Okay. I'll behave.

But I think this is a pretty dumb place to be exchanging lineup cards.

You suggested we come here.

I wasn't thinking baseball.

Okay. Go ahead. Batter up.

You were taking the field at 11.

Each of us supplies one umpire, right?

You know, you have the most extraordinarily beautiful eyes.

Brian, you said you'd pay attention.

I know, but I didn't say I could keep it up for long.

A burger and some fries would have been fine.

If that's what you want, I could ask the chef to... Look, Mr.

McDermott, you don't have to make points.

Why don't you call me Peter?

Sure.

Just like we were buddies.

May I get you something to drink, Mr. McDermott?

A short bourbon and soda, please.

Randy, what would you like?

A medium dry burgundy.

Bring him a soda, okay?

So, how's everything at school?

Okay.

Mary's worried about your grades slipping.

Are you volunteering to help me with my homework?

Look, son, if you've got problems... Hey, don't call me that!

She didn't know.

My father was killed in Nam.

My mother's living on a mountaintop in India someplace.

I'm not anybody's son.

How about friends?

What about them?

Would you like to have another?

Hop a cab down to the wharf.

I know the perfect spot.

Soft music, cold margaritas.

I don't think so, Brian.

What's the matter? You turn into a pumpkin after midnight?

Casting yourself as the prince, are you?

May I at least escort you home?

My carriage awaits without... No.

What am I doing wrong?

Everything.

I just get the feeling all you're interested in is... One more notch in

belt.

All right.

Never let it be said that I was unwilling to change my approach.

Here.

Retire this.

Get your late movie.

Thanks, but I'm not feeling so hot.

Maybe I'll just go back, watch some TV, and turn in.

Sure, you need anything?

I don't think so.

And if I do, I just call room service, right?

Just don't overdo it.

I heard about you taking over our team.

Guess it'll give you a chance to find out Brian's not such a bad guy.

It might.

Good morning. Oh, hi.

You better shake a leg. We're due out at the ball field, remember?

Yeah, right.

Are you all right?

You look awful.

No, I'm okay.

I just got a little headache.

Well, I'll order you some breakfast.

What would you like?

Nothing, thanks.

I'm not hungry.

I've got to stop and get some more of that cough medicine.

Stuff sure did knock me out.

I'll meet you in the garage in ten minutes.

Now, honey, just make sure you keep your eye on the ball. That's the first rule.

Now, if the ball does come toward you, the most important thing is... Dave, I

don't know about you, but I came out here to have some fun.

This is supposed to be a game, not the Battle of Porkchop Hill.

Come on, come on, Billy.

Nice pitch.

Nice pitch.

Let's go, Julie.

All right, nice throw, nice throw.

One more time, one more time. Watch this.

Watch me. What do you think, Miss Francis? I made it last night out of an

parachute. Oh, it's terrific.

Should be worth at least three runs.

Everett, this is the enemy.

Brian Fox, Everett Gillen. How do you do? I better go put it up someplace.

Everett Gillen.

Why do I know that name?

Oh, he's just a nice man. Works in our shipping department.

Well, how about a little wager on this contest?

I got it. Okay.

The losing manager kicks in an extra 50 bucks to the Little League fund. All

right. I was thinking about something a little closer to home.

Like what?

Well, if my team wins, you spend the weekend with me at Tahoe.

So much for changing your approach.

I warned you, patience is not my strength.

You know, I bet a weekend like that could have been fun.

Did you ever think to just ask?

Too risky. You might have said no.

You're not used to women saying no, are you, Brian?

Is it so hard to be straight?

I am being straight.

About you.

You're a beautiful, bright, free woman. What do you want from me? You know what

you are?

You're a bully.

Like the old Neanderthals who used to bop the women over the head and drag

into a cave.

That's not true.

It is so.

The shame of it is I like you.

Well, that's the best news I've heard. Forget it.

You would have gotten a lot more results with one little bouquet of daisies than

all these glib, macho tricks.

Isn't that the same dude she was having dinner with last night?

Hi.

Hi.

What about tonight?

Oh, room 308. Tell everyone it's bring your own.

Okay.

Bye. Bye.

Okay, center fielder, heads up.

What's in the bag?

What? It's nothing.

It's none of your business.

You are my business this weekend, Randy. What is it?

Look, I'm telling you, it's not... It's just a couple of beers.

It's no big deal.

You're six years from being able to drink this stuff, Randy.

Well, what are you going to do, take me downtown?

Where are you going?

For a walk.

Maybe I'll stop in at the old malt shop and have a cherry cola.

Don't worry, if you have any time later, I've worked out some hit -and -run and

squeeze play.

Miss Francis, I don't know who your gentleman friend is, but he certainly

have style.

They told me at the front that you wanted to see me.

We need to talk it out, Randy.

Don't make a federal case over a can of beer.

It's more than that.

Isn't it?

Is that it?

Can I go now?

We'll have something to eat later.

Maybe I can help you with this.

I'd rather not if it's okay.

I asked my girlfriend to come over.

The one that brought you the beer?

Look, we're just going to study for a history test.

Or do I have to do everything you tell me?

Truth is, I made most of myself up.

My real name isn't Fox.

It's Duto.

Born in Queens.

Father was a mail carrier. Mother addressed envelopes in a mail -order

Exciting, huh?

We weren't really poor, I suppose.

It's just that everything seemed so ordinary, so gray.

I ran away to Manhattan when I was 16.

I remember standing in the lobby of the Plaza Hotel and knowing one day I'd run

one of those places.

No silver spoon in your mouth, huh?

I don't see how I can stay for supper.

Sorry. Little joke.

I really like you, Christine.

The few times we've met, you've always acted as if I wasn't even in the room.

Now, that's being straight.

I think I'll call you Dudo.

I like you better this way.

Do you like radishes, Mr. Dudo?

You seen Christine? Yeah, I think I heard her tell Julie that she was going

Brian Fox's apartment.

Peter, you may want to check in on your charge. I kept an eye on the room like

you asked.

The kids invited a lot more than homework partner up there.

We're going to cut off a big store about once.

I don't know. I'm supposed to hang out with the guy that runs this place.

There's this ball game.

Forget it, man. I mean, Montreal's got a place right on the beach.

They're out of town till Monday. We're talking party time.

Yeah.

Sure, why not?

Besides, we decided you're in charge of booze. There's got to be a ton of it in

a place like this.

No, I can't.

Probably Wally. He's always late.

Your history lesson finished?

Hey, take it easy, Peter. Come on.

This is supposed to be a vacation for me, right?

Wrap it up.

Anybody sober enough to drive the others home?

Okay.

What's that guy?

I'll give you a call tomorrow, Randy.

You want to be my friend, huh?

Well, you're not my friend.

You're just an uptight old dude, that's what.

You just want to fit on me.

You're drunk.

And you're a brain surgeon.

You were hungover this morning and all that business about the cough medicine.

know that trick. I know all those tricks.

I lived with a drinker for years.

Why don't you just get out of my face?

How long has this been going on?

What do you care?

You only got to put in one more day with me anyway.

What are you talking about?

Come on, man.

You're going to be out of my life by tomorrow night.

So what's the difference?

Go on.

Call Dr. Kellen and get him up to room 308 right away.

I

wasn't

sure you'd come, you know.

Maybe with the little bunch of posies you sent me.

I got some good advice from this beautiful lady.

I'm sorry I was acting like a Neanderthal. Forget it.

Maybe... Maybe I was just scared of you.

I don't want to scare you off.

It's hard for me to think, do this, don't do that.

I want you to like me, but... This is me.

I do like you Maybe it's not important to know why

Hello. Morning.

Doesn't the Sandman know your address?

Tell me, can you freeze blueberries?

Huh? See, I'd planned this wonderful breakfast for two, but when you decided

douse the fire and go home last night... Would General Lee have spent the night

in Grant's tent the day before the big battle?

You afraid I'd learn your secret game plan in the middle of the night?

No.

But I learned a few things about you.

Really?

What? That you can be gentle and sweet.

Sweet?

Me? Yes, you.

You hide that part of yourself pretty well, don't you? You're making me feel

like an old car and you're putting together a repair list.

I'm sorry.

Christine, is there someone else?

I don't know.

Maybe it was just too soon.

Sounds like the door is still open.

Could be.

You better get a move on. We're due at the field in an hour.

Yes, sir, Captain Chief.

So how's the head?

It's okay.

Mr. McDermott.

I'm real sorry about last night.

Having the guys over and, you know, messing everything up.

Well, that's not important.

What is important is that you're facing your problem.

I'm gonna be fine.

I made a mistake.

It won't happen again, okay?

Randy, this is Evan Garner.

Hi. Hi.

Evan's father works here in the hotel.

So? I'm a recovering alcoholic.

Wait a minute.

What's going on here?

You think that I'm a drunk?

I don't know.

I don't think you know either.

Mr. McDermott just thought maybe you needed another kid to talk to.

You can't fix an alcohol problem by yourself.

I don't have a problem.

Yeah, that's what I thought too.

Right up to the time I was putting away a fifth a day.

Look, there's an AA meeting this afternoon.

Just people our age.

We have one every Sunday.

I'll be there. Why don't you come and see what it's all about?

Well, I'd better be going.

Goodbye, Mr. McDermott. Goodbye, Evan. Thanks, huh?

The kid did his good deed for the day.

A year ago, that kid had been expelled from school.

His parents had given up on him.

He was lying in a hospital room half dead from alcohol poisoning.

He was facing six months in juvenile detention for stealing.

You know, there are over three million teenage alcoholics in this country.

Randy, you're not alone.

You want to bet?

Let's go, Toppers.

Okay, guys, now let's go. Into second. Into second.

Come on, come on. That's it. Around the first.

All right.

Let's have some spirit here. Let's have a little hustle. Hi, Everett.

It's Francis.

You ready to beat these guys?

I just want to let you know how much being a part of this team has meant to

I'm glad.

My kids are grown up now, and ever since my wife died, I guess there hasn't been

a whole lot of fun in my life.

I just want to say thanks.

Sure.

Quite a guy, isn't he?

He was quite a player in his day.

A player?

Sure. Everett was a pro for a couple of years back in the 60s. And he got hurt.

That was that.

Your grandmother needs to know what's going on.

She loves you, Randy.

She'll want to help.

You think she's coming back?

What do you mean by that?

It was the same with my mom.

Took off for a couple days when I was little.

She never did.

Everyone's walked out on you, haven't they?

Mary won't.

And I won't.

All right, Saints, let's go. Take the field.

You know, we never did make a little side wager on this contest.

Still holding out for that weekend in town?

What if you lose?

Name your own stakes.

Winning is important to you, isn't it, Brian?

What else is there?

Mr. Fox, you got a phone call.

Megan, Billy, over here, you guys.

They'll change my mind about that guy.

Who, Brian?

There's something about him I don't like.

Really?

A couple of days ago, you were carrying on about what a swell guy he is. That

was easy. A couple of days ago, you acted like you shouldn't stand him.

Mark, over here. I'll tell you, Billy, David's got me so wound up, I'm going to

put my glove on the wrong hand. Just relax. You're going to be okay.

He's patronizing me, that's what.

I'll bet he thinks only the men are allowed to play.

Bye, hon.

Don't you high -hun me.

This isn't going to take long, is it? We're supposed to meet Rodney at his

three. What are you in such a big hurry for?

Why? How about a belt? You look like you could use one.

90 proof?

No.

I gotta lay off.

I promise.

Randy, don't be such a downer.

One belt, it'll pick you up.

All right, howdy, boys. Just shaking hands?

All right. Oops!

Here we go.

What is it?

That call. It was from Boston.

The Bristol court.

It's been confirmed.

They want me for the top spot.

The general manager?

Oh, Brian.

I'm very happy for you.

I know this is what you want.

I have to leave in a couple of days.

Work out details.

Come with me, Christine.

I can pick my own team.

We can run the place together.

Tell me, Brian, how long have you known?

Like that today?

Or did you know before we nearly spent the night together?

And now to throw out the ceremonial first ball, the owner of the St. Gregory

Hotel, our own Mrs.

Victoria Cabot. Think about it, okay?

Please, think about it.

Ladies and gentlemen, to sing our national anthem, Miss Julie Gillette.

I suppose pretty soon you'll be mugging old ladies.

Let me go!

You're going to throw the rest of your life in the toilet, aren't you?

You left this in your room this morning.

If you've got any brains left, you'll use it.

I had my first beer when I was eight years old.

It tasted lousy.

But you know something?

It made me feel good.

I could drink a hundred now and I wouldn't feel any better.

It's a progressive disease, Randy.

The more you drink, the worse it gets.

I mean, it isn't just my weakness of character.

No. You can be helped. You have to want it.

I don't want it.

I don't want help.

I don't want you.

I just want to be left alone.

Then you're going to get your wish.

You're going to be alone, absolutely alone.

Think about that.

that Brian Fox got the Bristol court job.

Peter must be very happy.

Peter?

Well, he asked me to put in a good word for Brian.

Then you're responsible?

Oh, well, I don't know that I'm responsible.

Ed Kenny, who's the owner, is a friend of mine.

I mean, I... I don't imagine my call hurt much. The pitcher, number

34, Lyle...

others to leave without us. Hey, take it easy.

They're not going anywhere.

I'm supposed to supply the sauce, remember?

By the way, I'm here. You need to live.

What the hell is that all about?

Forget it.

Just forget it. It's nothing.

Two outs. Bottom of the ninth.

Top of ten.

Saints nine.

At bat number seven, Mark Danning. Come on, Mark, baby, get out of there.

Let's go, Danning, let's go.

Come on, Julie, let's go.

I don't know if I can swing. I sprained my wrist running on that fence out

there. Oh, don't worry about it.

We need a pinch hitter. Who hasn't been up yet? We've already used four pinch

hitters, four pinch runners.

Carl can't walk. Cheryl had to go to the airport. I don't think we have another

player. Matter of.

I'm afraid if you haven't got another eligible player, you're going to have to

forfeit.

Is this the way you want it, by default?

You've got an option.

What?

Your first base coach.

If he can hold a bat.

He's a coach.

He's a player coach.

Or you just go a cart.

My name is Donna.

I'm an alcoholic.

For me, it started in

eighth grade.

Everybody I knew was smoking dope or doing something.

I was the cool one.

I just raided my old man's liquor stash.

I didn't know it back then, but I wasn't cool at all.

I had to have it.

Eventually I was stealing from my folks, my friends.

The old man had it the last time I wrecked up his car.

They kicked me out.

I was 14 when I started hooking on the streets.

And when the pickings were lean, my pimp would beat the hell out of me.

But most of the time I was so ripped I didn't feel the pain.

I woke up in a cell in Juvenile Hall.

I couldn't remember what had happened the last three days.

I was so sick, I couldn't stand up.

And all I could think about was how I was going to get a drink in this plane.

But, you know, I was ready to call it a life right there.

And if I could have found something to do it with, I would have pulled the

But that's when I met Ginny.

She drew me into a meeting. She gave me a copy of the big book.

You know, this program saved my life.

All you have to do is keep coming back.

Thanks, Donna.

He's taking the first step.

The hard part is getting started.

If he falls back, and he probably will.

Just beat on my door, I'll be there.

It's all custom that we welcome any newcomers to the group.

Any newcomers today?

If you feel like it, just get up and introduce yourself.

My name's Danny, and, uh...

I'm an alcoholic.

Hello.

Anyone else?

My name is... Randy.

And I'm an alcoholic.

Hello, Randy.

And I'm going to recommend to Mrs. Cabot that Everett Gillen be put permanently

in charge of all athletic events for the hotel.

Oh, and next year you're going to work on keeping your eye on the ball, right?

Good luck, Brian.

Why does there always have to be a downside to everything good that

You got what you wanted.

What you need.

Don't spoil it for yourself.

Did I really do everything wrong?

I know I'm not perfect.

The only thing I know that's perfect is a snowflake.

Which reminds me, I don't like eastern winters anyway.

I'll be back, you know.

I hope so.

I used to.

Congratulations on the big win.

Thanks.

You know Brian's going to Boston.

Mm -hmm.

Answer me one question.

Shoot.

When you asked Mrs. Cabot to call her friend, was it just because you felt he

was the best man for the job?

That was part of it.

And the other part?

Sorry, that's two questions.