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Honey, don't get rid of comfortable clothes

just because they're old.

Dick, clothes are not like wine.

They are not meant to be

stashed in the corner of a dark closet for years.

[ Sighs ]

They-- they were there for-- for a reason.

Oh? Let's hear it.

Because I-- I knew if you found them,

this would happen.

Here it is!

My old high school yearbook.

The Agrarian.

I haven't looked through this for ages.

Don't let Joanna see it. She's on a roll.

There we are, the class of '47.

Can you pick me out?

Well, it's a-- it's a wild guess,

but I'd-- I'd say the-- the kid with the plaid shirt

and the overalls?

Yeah. I was wearing them before they even became popular.

George, I'll bet you can't wait for your reunion

tomorrow night.

Yeah, it'll be good seeing everybody again,

especially the gang from the welding club.

"George, may-- may you always go through life

with the torch in your hand and the sparks off your pants.

Frank."

"To George, thanks for lubing my locker. Chet."

I wasn't voted Most Likely To Be Handyman for nothing.

I c-- I can't-- I can't read this one.

What-- what does it say?

Nothing.

Tank Bowman liked to use my yearbook as a pen starter.

Oh, now, she's pretty.

Gayle Crowley.

What did she write?

Oh, uh...

[ Chuckles nervously ] it's-- it's nothing.

Come on.

Well, uh,

"George, have a great summer.

Gayle."

You're right, it is nothing.

Well, I better go to my room and try to learn how

to recognize some of these people bald.

Hey, cardigan guy, pullover gal.

Seen my cashmere cutie?

Oh, Michael, you're here!

My favorite fashion magazine came today,

and it's awful!

The winter look's been unveiled, and it's all wrong!

Oh, my God!

It's like all of fashion has suddenly turned against me.

What were those French guys thinking?

This is the worst thing that's ever happened!

Stephanie, there are a lot of things in the world

worse than that.

What?

Oh, I don't know. Floods...

Famines.

Fires.

Where? I didn't read anything about that,

and I get this every month.

Come on, my pretty in pink cheeks gal,

we'll take this page by page.

There must be something we can salvage

from this fashion freeze.

Maybe you're right, Michael. After all, we survived khaki.

Dammit, haven't they suffered enough?

Joanna, are you, uh--

are you doing anything important?

I'm reading.

Oh, good.

Joanna, this new winter look has thrown Steph for a loop.

I mean, for the first time in her life,

she's uncertain of how she looks in an outfit.

I told her she looks great, but she thinks

I'm just saying that, which I sort of am.

What do you want from me, Michael?

She's ready, Steph!

All we want is your honest opinion.

Should Steph wear this outfit

or is it catching the next train to Ragsville?

Well?

Stephanie, you look nice.

Joanna, I've never been the issue.

The clothes! The clothes!

They look, um, different. But-- but in a nice way.

Stephanie, not everybody is as fashion-conscious as you are.

I mean, there's a good chance

that people won't even notice what you're wearing.

[ Sighs ]

I'll just go read in my room.

Oh, Michael,

Joanna doesn't even like it,

and, you know, she'll wear anything.

Michael, what are we gonna do?

I can't wear the new winter fashions

because they look ugly,

but if I don't wear them,

everybody who sees these magazines

will know that I'm out of style.

Don't worry, Steph.

I'll-- I'll think of something.

Many animals hibernate during the winter.

Something else.

Oh, hi, George.

Hi, Dick.

Boy, there's nothing more exciting

than a trip to the dry cleaner's.

You-- you won't get any argument from me.

George, there you are.

Well, Jim, should we tell him?

I guess so.

The suspense is probably killing him.

Tell me what?

See?

I bumped into Anne Davies today,

and she told me that Gayle Crowley

was back in town for the reunion.

First time in 40 years.

Gayle's in town?

George had a secret crush on Gayle in high school.

Jim, how did you know?

Chester was the only living soul I've ever told about Gayle.

Well, back then, Chester and I did a lot together.

We were inseparable.

Who'd-- who'd have guessed?

Whenever George got near Gayle,

he acted as awkward as a schoolboy.

He-- he was a schoolboy.

Come on, Chester.

Let's go practice our duet of

"George and Gayle sitting in a tree..."

"...K--I--S--S--I--N--G."

You guys.

Gayle Crowley.

Isn't she the one that wrote

that sweet nothing in your yearbook?

Yeah.

Sometimes I thought about her so much,

it was hard to keep my mind on my work.

Once I stripped a hinge screw thinking about her.

Well, then-- then it wasn't just puppy love.

And the worst part is,

I never told Gayle how I felt.

I almost did graduation day.

I'd just started to talk to her when...

Les Darby cut in front of me.

Next thing you know, they're married.

Dick, she was ready!

I promised myself if I ever saw Gayle again,

I'd tell her exactly how I felt.

Of course, that promise was a lot easier to keep

when I thought I'd never see her again.

George, you-- you gotta go to the reunion and--

and tell her you liked her, otherwise you'll--

you'll never be able to look yourself

in the mirror again.

Gee, go tell Gayle how I felt,

or cut myself shaving every morning.

Okay, I'll do it, Dick, but you gotta go with me.

What-- uh, why?

I can't do this alone.

Look how I botched it up last time.

G-- George, I can't go to your high school reunion.

I, uh-- I-- I don't even know your school song.

Come on, Dick, you're my friend.

I need your support.

Besides, when Gayle sees me, I don't want her to think

I didn't have anybody to bring to this.

George, I-- I'd feel out of place.

Okay, Dick, I understand.

I guess I'll go filet my face for the party.

Okay, okay, George, I'll-- I'll go, but...

[ Sighs ]

I want a corsage.

[ People chattering ]

Boy, look at the old gym.

It sure takes you back.

Right over there is where I jammed my finger

playing medicine ball.

And right there is where

Duke Powell yanked my shorts below my knees.

Well, those were the good old days.

Look, there's Duke now.

George Utley.

Clara Whitscomber!

Here. Put on your nametag.

Isn't it a terrific turnout?

It's so good to see all our wonderful

and dear friends again.

Who are you?

I'm-- I'm-- I'm Dick-- Dick Loudon.

There's no Loudon in our class.

I'm-- I'm-- I'm not a member of your-- of your class.

And you want to crash our reunion?

George-- George invited me.

Well, okay. But don't try to sneak into the class picture.

Yes. Yes, ma'am. [ Clears throat ]

So, George, are you finally going to tell Gayle

about your crush?

How did you find out? It was a secret.

Oh, that's right.

Chester told me to eat that note after I read it.

If it isn't George Utley.

Oh! Hi, hi. Oh!

George! [ Laughs ]

Hey, George, is your watch runnin'?

Yeah, I think so.

Well, you better go and catch it.

[ Laughing ]

You guys.

Oh, George, you finally gonna fess up to Gayle?

You knew?

Who didn't?

Come on, guys, let's hit the eats.

I hear they're serving that good turkey.

George!

Fergie!

Oh, George!

Oh!

Oh, good to see you!

[ Laughs ]

Oh, hardly seems like 40 years since high school.

40 years.

[ Laughs ]

Look at you in that sports coat.

We want you to look nice for Gayle.

You too?

Dick, what are you doing here?

Looks like he's crashing the party.

I'm not crashing.

Chester, when I told you about Gayle,

it was supposed to be a secret.

I'm sorry, George, but I guess when I was young,

I had some trouble keeping things to myself.

Yeah, he was a blabbermouth.

I was standing right next to him when he told the entire school.

Oh, no. Then, Gayle knew?

Don't be silly. Nobody'd tell her.

It was a secret.

Dick, there she is. It's Gayle.

Look at her.

She looks 18-years-old, doesn't she, Dick?

Sort-- uh, sort-- sort of.

Well, George, did you hear? Gayle's single again.

She is?

Anne Davies just told me.

Les passed away about 10 years ago.

Oh.

Well, Dick, seems we have an extra nametag.

You wanna wear it?

Uh, no. No.

Still into the thrill of crashing, huh?

Well, I gotta make the rounds.

As class president, one of my responsibilities

is to see that no one smokes in the boy's room.

Dick, maybe telling Gayle I like her

isn't such a good idea.

I mean, she's widowed.

I don't wanna look like I'm on the prowl.

George, she came here to see old school chums and--

and you qualify.

Go-- go over and talk to her.

That's it, Dick?

That's the support I get?

Better, Dick.

[ Sighs ]

[ Gasps ]

So help me, if she marries him...

George, what hap-- what happened?

Dick, it was horrible.

This guy was even faster than Les.

I used to lie in bed and imagine what I'd say to Gayle.

Gayle, the three greatest things in the world are

a sunrise,

the smell of a new toolbox,

and a pretty girl.

Gee, Dick, it's a lot easier saying it to you.

Yeah, but, uh, you know, I'm-- I'm married.

George Utley.

Gayle.

Oh, I knew you'd be here.

Oh, it's just so good to see you.

Oh!

-[ Chuckles ] -Gayle!

[ Chuckles ]

You wanna shoot some hoops?

[ Laughs ] Oh, George, really, no.

I didn't come here to work up a sweat.

[ Chuckles ]

Gee, Gayle, you haven't changed a bit.

Yeah, I don't know which I like better,

your eyesight or your lying.

No, I really mean it.

[ Clears throat ]

Gayle... [ Clears throat ]

I never told you this, but...

[ Clears throat ]

...in high school,

I liked you.

There. I said it.

George, I'm sorry.

My hearing aid keeps blinking out now and then.

What was that again?

Uh, I said, uh,

back in school,

I liked you.

Really? Oh, I liked you too.

What?

I thought you were the cutest guy in the welding club.

Yeah, well, I guess we did look pretty irresistible

with our visors down.

[ Laughs ]

You really liked me?

Yep.

Wow!

I'll see ya.

Dick, guess what? I did it! I told her I liked her!

That's terrific. Then-- then what?

Then she said she liked me!

That's great, George! Then what?

Then I came over here.

Why?

I'm so happy, I had to tell somebody.

George, it-- it-- it doesn't have to end here.

Okay, Dick.

You wanna go out and celebrate?

No, I mean go-- go back to Gayle

and tell her you're nuts about her

and-- and ask her out.

On a date?

Don't think of it as a date, uh, think of it as--

as getting together with a-- an old school chum.

Gee, Dick, a date sounds like more fun.

Then, ask her out on a date!

You're right, Dick.

Okay, everybody,

let's all line up for the class picture.

Well, I want-- I--

WOMAN: Where do you wanna sit?

[ Chuckling ]

Not you, Dick!

So, uh-- So, Gayle, I was thinking, uh,

maybe we could go out tomorrow night

and start what we should've started 40 years ago.

Oh, George, I'm sorry.

If you had only asked me back then,

I would've said yes,

but, well, I think now it's just too late for me

to start anything.

I'm sorry.

Smile!

[ Camera clicking ]

Enjoying the fire, Steph?

Oh yes, and to think we almost let some silly magazines

ruin the entire season.

We're just lucky this town doesn't know hooey about

this winter's look.

Or ever will, now that we've bought up

every fashion magazine in town.

All we have to do is not leave this zip code

until the Spring fashions bloom.

Oh, what a lovely fire.

Excuse me, is that a fashion magazine?

Yes, I was lucky to find this, every place in town is sold out.

I'll pay you for that. Michael.

Name your price, $10, $15, $20... $22.

Oh, it only cost $3.

Sold.

Thank you.

Go ahead, Steph, make your fashion statement.

Oh, this is so romantic.

But Michael, these magazines won't last all night.

De-pout those lips.

Let's say we go up to your room and bring down that

purple piggy dress.

Dollars to donuts, it's flammable.

Well, thanks for bringing me home

early from the reunion, Dick.

Oh, and for destroying my life.

What?

You-- you're mad at me, George?

Didn't you notice I fastened my seatbelt extra loud?

Oh. You-- you're right, George.

I-- I guess that was a-- a real slap in the face.

Well, if you hadn't made me talk to Gayle,

I never would've found out

that she would've gone out with me

back in high school.

I lost 40 years, Dick.

40 years I might've spent with Gayle.

Picnics, movies, maybe...

a couple of walks around the lake.

George, you-- you can't live in the past.

You-- you have to live for-- for today.

What-- what-- what's done is done.

Any more clich�s, Dick?

I-- I-- I'm just saying, George,

you-- you-- you can't go back and--

and live your life over un-- unless you--

you build a time machine,

and I-- I don't think you can.

And I call myself a handyman.

Oh, I guess you're right, Dick. I'm not really mad at you.

George, that, uh--

that seatbelt thing is forgotten.

Dick, she said she didn't wanna start anything.

She said it was too late.

See, that's your problem, George.

You're-- you're-- you're too accepting.

Oh, you're right.

There! That's exactly what I'm talking about.

Oh, you're right. Uh, oops.

George, 40 years ago,

you sat back and-- and-- and let someone

you really cared for walk out of your life.

George, don't let that happen again tonight.

You are right, Dick.

I'm going back there,

and I'm gonna get Gayle to go out with me,

and I'm not gonna let anything get in my way!

That's the spirit!

George, let me move my car!

[ Door closing ]

-Chester? -Mm-hm?

Have you seen Gayle?

Yes, she and some of the other girls are busy

trying to divvy up the leftover punch.

There seems to be an uneven amount of citrus.

So, George, you finally, uh, saw Gayle

and told her you'd like to start something, eh?

How did you know?

Sorry, George.

That wasn't a secret, was it?

Not around here.

Oh, George, I'm so glad you came back.

I was afraid we wouldn't get a chance to say good-bye.

Well, I'm back, but not to say good-bye.

Gayle, I saw you tonight

and started feeling funny inside.

I tried to blame it on the turkey roll,

but it was you.

How 'bout we grab a cup of coffee

at the Tree Tap Diner?

Oh, George, I'm sorry.

I'd like to, I really would,

but I have to catch the early bus tomorrow.

She says she's sorry, but she has to catch

the early bus tomorrow.

Gayle, give me one good reason

why we can't start seeing each other.

I live in Schenectady.

I know how to drive.

Fine, but I have grandkids,

and I've got a big old house to take care of.

I love grandkids, and I can fix anything

in a big old house.

-[ Chuckles ] -Wriggle out of that one.

Oh, George, I guess I'm just too stuck in my ways.

Well, I am too.

I won't have breakfast

till I go out and smell the morning air.

And I'll weed the garden whether it needs it or not.

And when it comes to pudding,

none of that instant stuff for me.

I want cooked pudding with the real skin on top.

So you see, I'm stuck in my ways too.

Mm.

I have a good life here,

and when I saw you tonight, I knew it could be better.

George.

Movement on Gayle's part.

Are you sure we can't grab that coffee at the diner?

Oh, it's late.

Yeah, but it's not too late.

Well, maybe there is time for a-- a cup of coffee

with an old friend.

Major movement on Gayle's part.

Oh, great!

[ Muffled chatter ]

What comes next is private.

Meow.