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[ Car Horns Honking, Whistle Blowing ]

[ Chattering, Silverware Clacking ]

[ Woman ] Oh, you know Lou DeVicco too?

[ Man ] Yeah. The Four Seasons.

[ Woman ] He showed us around the vineyards when Jake and I did our trip to Tuscany.

Oh, it was just beautiful. [ Man ] Anyway, she got to the restaurant first--

[ Woman ] And showed us all around. [ Man Continues, Indistinct ]

Oh, and we got to do the taste test, you know?

We tasted the wine from two years before.

And one year before. [ Man Continues, Indistinct ]

You know you're supposed to spit it out, but, God, it just tasted so good.

I kept swallowing it and not spitting it out.

I don't know if Jake had as much fun as I did,

because he doesn't speak Italian.

He's not that good at languages. Well, English, of course.

Also, he doesn't enjoy drinking that much.

He likes to keep his head clear for business.

I mean, my head stays clear.

It's just there's more-- [ Giggles ]

Table three.

[ Maitre d' ] Hello, American Express? £487.

[ Hangs Up Phone ]That card has been refused.

[ Whispers ] Your credit card's been refused, sir.

What?

Obviously there's some computer error.

[ Indistinct Chatter ]

Can we discuss it over here? Excuse me.

Yeah. I'm sorry. I understand there's a problem with my credit card.

Is there a problem?Yes.

You won't take a check? What do you want me to do?

Speak to him about what?

- It's a computer error. - [ Man Speaks, Indistinct ]

Thank you.

Thank you, sir.

Can the management offer anyone a drink?

[ Man ] But Ihad to write a check.

It was a very important business dinner, and I'd forgotten my credit cards.

The check? It's about £400 or so.

£487, probably.

[ Door Buzzer Rings ]Uh, yeah, could you hang on a minute, please?

There's someone at the door. Come in!

Look, I realize the account is slightly more overdrawn than we'd agreed,

but, frankly, it would be crazy for the bank to even think of stopping my credit.

Yeah. Yes. Granted.

Yeah, I could sell some of my American stocks.

But why? The market is awful.

When the market is awful, piggy stays home. Piggy doesn't go to market.

Yes. Yes.

But I am on the verge of something very lucrative.

Do you-- Don't you-- Look, so for you...

to even be talking about dishonoring one of my checks...

really puts me in a very sweaty mode.

How can you say that? I appre--

I assure you I appreciate the bank's position,

but the bank is not in jeopardy.

What am I-- I am asking for two weeks' time.

In two weeks' time, I will be in the black. Period.

No. I promise I won't write any more checks. No more checks. Right.

Thanks. Bye.

Jerk.

How much are you talking about?

How much? Nothing. £4,000.

And the hotel's pushing me to pay the bill.

That's another 6,000.

And, apparently, it's full steam ahead.

Can't you just put that on the AmEx?

Yeah, I could if I wanted it to bounce several miles, but, uh, it's a problem.

I mean, not, you know, a problemproblem, but--

I just gotta have a little cash until that cocoa gets off the dock in Sierra Leone.

Oh, poor Jake. Everything's gonna be all right. It always is.

What do these people want? I mean, my spleen?

Goddamn grapefruit.

How you can eat all that you do...

and drink all that you do and stay so thin, I'll never know.

Mm. I'm just lucky, I guess. Hmm.

Baby, I've been thinking.

Ah-ha!

How much would you say that this is worth?

- Nothing doing. - $40,000? $50,000?

Look, Jake, you know what that means to me.

I'll get you another one. I'll get you two of them.

It is beautiful, and all this crap.

But times are tough. When times are tough, what is a thing like this for?

Well, I love my little Henry Moore.

Mm! Stop that!

You know I hate that, especially when I'm eating.

Mmm.

You don't have to worry, baby.

Everything's gonna be all right.

It always is.

Mmm. And you're so damn smart.

[ Keystrokes ]

[ Man ] Obviously, I have nothing personal against this handicapped girl.

Please, not that word. This handicapped woman then.

No, not handicapped.

What are we talking about then?

We don't sanction the use of the word "handicapped."

Hearing-impaired.

Well, obviously, I have nothing personal against this...

hearing-impaired person,

but you have to see it from our point of view.

The fact that she can't speak or hear...

is a pathetic reason to deny her the chance of earning some money...

in what is, really, a very menial job of work.

Chicken Fasse again.It was either that or the Duck Madeira, sir.

Oh. Oh, Victor, um,

have a word with the guests in 327, 328, will you?

Their AmEx imprint was refused, though, I'm sure it's just a temporary cash-flow hiccup.

But I retire in June, Victor, and I want to leave here...

on a seamless cloud of perfection.

All right. Seamless. Sorry to disturb you.

A great hotel is like an oceangoing liner, Mrs. Doughty.

Stewards with white gloves in the lounge...

and the burly stoker down below.

And it all must mesh... seamlessly.

And with this person, I see complications arising with the rest of the staff.

-Communication, what have you. -Yes, of course. Communication.

My husband's brother communicates.

He's a features writer for the Times.

Yes, well, I'm sorry. I'm afraid I don't see it working from our point of view.

He's doing an expose article on job discrimination.

This is just what he's looking for.

Very well. A trial period.

Say a week.

As long as she keeps out of everyone's way.

I don't want you to think we don't have a heart here.

This is crazy. Why am I standing here with you?Because the light's red.

Jake, you know what I mean. Why am I letting you do this? I'm not letting you do this.

I just think we should find out the value of the thing at the present time.

It's important to know these things.Important for who?

Uh, for our insurance.

Don't you worry. I'm not letting him sell you.

I'd say about... £20,000 at current market values.

It's one of a limited edition of, I think-- yes, nine.

And none of the others are available at the moment as far as I know.

An exquisite piece. How long have you had it, Mr. Bartholemew?

- Three years. - And may I ask how much you originally paid for it?

- It was a gift. - Ah.

[ Jake ] £20,000. That's, what, $32,000 or so?

That's all? You said yourself it's an exquisite piece.

Come on. You can do better than that.

Well, that's roughly what we'd pay you for it.

You could always put it up for auction,

but prices there fluctuate up anddown.

If we put it up for auction, would you invite a lot of Japanese?

Well, we're not sure we want to get rid of it at this time,

but if we do, we'll come to you.

It could be a quick sale?Oh, of course. And I'm sure we can get you the top price.

It's really very sporting of you to keep something like that in a hotel suite.

It'd be a shame to keep it locked away.I'm sure you're well covered.

Yes, we're covered.

Good-bye.Bye.

Jake, I've got a very naughty idea.

Oh?You heard about what that nice man said about hotels?

So?Well, why don't wetake it and claim on it?

And that way you can have your money...

and I get to keep my little Henry Moore.

A touch risky, I'd say.

How? I mean, it's so small, it could fit in a shoe box.

Anybody could have taken it. It could have just disappeared.

I know Joan will keep it for me if I ask her.

Well, it isagainst the law. I hate to break it to you.

Of course, prison is one way of cutting down our hotel bills.

Well, you better just make sure our insurance is up to date,

because I might just make it disappear anytime-- Poof.

Maybe.

[ Woman ] Lovely, isn't it? All our suites are done in a different style.

Renaissance, Louis XIV, chinoiserie, like this one.

[ Whispering ] It must be very difficult for her.

[ Doughty ] No, not really. Jenny's a survivor.

In a home from the time she was six. Deaf already, poor child. Parents dead.

She didn't make friends easily. [ Woman ] Shy, I suppose.

[ Doughty ] Mm. Kept to herself.I hope she can fit in here.

[ Doughty ] She's a good girl. And responsible.

[ Conversation Indistinct ]

I'm sure she'll work out just fine.Mm-hmm.

You see? Yes. Right.

All right?Yes, so far.

[ Chattering ]

What is spaghetti made of-- the ingredients?

Spaghetti ingredients. I don't know. Flour and water?

Flour and water?Mm-hmm.

How much does that cost?Mm.

Flour and water don't cost much.Okay.

How much for the flour and water? A dollar, tops, maybe,

for, say, a hundred strands or a thousand strands?

A dollar for a couple hundred strands probably.

And how many strands would you say are on this plate?

Fifty strands? Eighty?

Fifty to eighty looks about right to me, give or take.

Yes, well, when I say "50 to 80," "give or take" is built in.

Now, what else is here? Olives. Tomatoes.

And what else? A caper look-alike.

- And what would that cost? - Not much.

So, not much for the flour and the water and the chopped-up vegetables.

So why is what I am paying for this dinner...

more than the national debt of a Third World country?

I don't know. Is the wine expensive?

Tina, you know what I mean.

Couldn't you cook this?

If we had a kitchen, I could cook it.

We'll get a kitchen someday.

Since when do you care?

You've always said when it comes to food, shoes and sex, price is no object.

Good shoes are important.

[ Man ] Wouldn't we all, Larry? Wouldn't we all? [ Group Laughing ]

Thanks for dinner.Oh, God. "God" what?

- It's Larry. - Where?

[ Whispering ] Coming up this way.

Hello, Tina. How are you?Fine. You?

Couldn't be better, except I wish I were home in Westport.

- Where are you staying? - Jonathan and Melissa asked me.

So for a few days, I thought, "Why not skip the Savoy this time?"

Their new house is beautiful. Marble bathrooms from Italy and all that.

Jonathan and Melissa. How are they?

All right. You never can tell. She's put on a little weight and he's grown a beard.

Well, better that than the other way around.

- [ Tina Clears Throat ] - Better that than the other way around.

Well, look after yourself, Tina.

What I was attempting to say is that it would have been odd to me...

had she grown the beard and he'd put on the weight.

[ Snickers ]Maybe I didn't make it clear.

And I said it twice to try and make sure.

Don't take it like that, Jake.

You don't care. Anyway, you know he hates you.

Why? I don't hate him.

[ Giggles ] You're very big-hearted. I'll always remember that.

[ Whispering ]

Now, that's a good idea that doesn't cost anything.

♪♪ [ Euro Dance ]

[ Turns Volume Up ]

♪♪

[ Pounding From Above, Woman Shouting ]

♪♪

[ Man ] Turn off that bloody racket or I'll call the police!

[ Woman ] Turn it off or I'll come down and do it meself!

[ Man ] Please turn it off, ya bloody hooligans!

♪♪

♪♪ [ Stops ]

[ Man ] Thank you very much, ya bloody hooligans!

[ Baby Crying ]

[ Tina Squeals, Giggles ] I need mineral water.

Ahh. Oh! Oh, no.

Not-- No. The dark is best.

Ohh. Oh, God. Water.

[ Picks Up Telephone, Dials ]

Room service, please answer, please answer.

Ohh. [ Groans ]

Hello. Is this the concierge, hall porter or front desk?

Oh, front desk!

It's an emergency up here in room 327.

Yes. Yes, room service does not answer,

and we need a dozen bottles of Perrier up here right away.

I know it's 3:00 in the morning, but this is an emergency--Trinidad rum punch,

stingers, red wine, champagne.

Jesus. How do you do it, Tina?

Tina, could we please do it on the bed tonight?

Tina?

Tina? Where are you?

Help me. Help me. I'm frightened.

Oh, no. My clothes are coming off...

and there's nothing I can do to stop them.

Are you covered for this, Jake? [ Giggles ]

Are you covered?

Oh, I think you better call your insurance man.

Ohh. Call him quick.

You don't really need my insurance man.

I can handle this claim.

[ Rustling ]

[ Tina Giggles ] Ohh, baby.

[ Jake ] Will you still love me when I'm broke?

[ Tina ] Ohh. Good thing this ain't broke.

[ Jake ] Let's fix it anyway. [ Door Buzzer ]

[ Jake ] What the hell is that? Don't stop, baby.

- [ Door Buzzer Continues ] - [ Heavy Breathing ]

[ Jake ] Hang on! I'm coming! Me too. Me too.

[ Door Buzzer Continues ] [ Tina ] Jake!

Yeah, what? What do you want?

- [ Man ] A dozen mineral water. - Jake!

Yeah. Come on in.

Thanks.I won't see any of that, sir.

What?That'll go to the waiters and the desk men.

[ Sighs ] Oh, Jesus.

- Can I come out now, Jake? - No!

Yeah. Do you have change for a £20 note?No. I'm afraid I don't, sir.

Tina, do you have change? I don't know. Look in my purse.

- Where is your purse? - I don't know. The floor?

It's over there, sir. Under the, um--

No. Nothing smaller than a ten.

Give it to him.What, are you crazy?

Oh, Christ. Hang on.

Thank you very much. Good night, sir, madam.

Boy, am I thirsty. Double thirsty.

You're gonna to be very popular with the lads at room service.

[ British Accent ] "Oh, room 327. I'll take that.

I hear she tips good and might be naked."

Don't be such a prude, Jake. The human body's a beautiful thing.

So... flash me.

Sixty-four days. I was counting.

It's the longest anything's lasted in two years.

But you knew he really wasn't the one for you anyway.

Just because he was married?No. Of course not.

Because of those other things I told you?

Well, you said you liked that anyway.I didn't mind it sometimes.

So why, then?It's simple.

He didn't wanna spend money on you. You could always tell.

He'd get you take-out Chinese, then tell you about...

the scuba-diving equipment he bought for himself.

That's not his fault. I told him I liked Oriental food.

Men are such strange creatures.

No.Jake and I ran into Larry last night,

and Larry pretended that Jake didn't exist.

So Jake wanted to be smart, which made Larry ignore him even more.

Really, there's no difference between grown men and little boys.

It's the same as it was in the sandbox,

except for then they wanted to pull your panties down in public.

[ Giggles ]

You're so lucky with Jake, though.

He gives you everything you want.

I wanted to talk to you about that.

Will you promise on your soul not to say anything to anyone?

Promise.Jake needs some extra cash for a scheme of his...

and he wants to sell my Henry Moore.

Oh, no. That's yours.

Of course it is. But, you know, you can't trust men.

I'm afraid he might sell it behind my back.

I was wondering, if I brought it round to you wrapped in a napkin,

would you keep it for me for a while?

Well, he'd suspect, wouldn't he? I mean, he knows we're friends.

Well, I could just say it was stolen,

and you could just say you don't know what we're talking about.

Okay. Sure.

It's simple.

[ Speaking Portuguese ]

Hello.

[ Speaking Portuguese ]

[ Speaking Portuguese ]

[ Laughing ]

Well, you were my first choice. Maybe next time.

I will. Yeah. Give ours to Vikki.

Right. Bye.

Jerk.

[ Cooing, Snoring ]

[ Tina Giggles ]

[ No Audio ]

[ Tina Breathing Heavily ]

You take a long time, by the way.Well, it's worth it, right?

[ Giggles ]I guess so.

Oh, good evening.Ah! My money! I forgot.

I gotta get my wallet.

Damn elevators. Those guys are everywhere.

He's retiring soon, collects stamps.

Yeah, and my money. Any day now.

[ Water Running ]

Tina, honey, hurry up. The waiter's waiting to see you naked.

Thank you.

Come on, before your stuff gets cold.

[ Door Shuts ]Uh-huh.

Well, that was a witty thing to do.

What was?The little Henry Moore-- it's gone.

What do you mean?Come on, Jake. Where is it?

What are you talking about, "it's gone"?

Well, uh, look. Look.

[ Clears Throat ]

Yeah. So what, it's under the bed?

Jake.Oh, it's under Joan's bed?

Jake, what have you done with it?What have I done with it?

I didn't do anything with it. It's-It's gone, right?

Okay. All right. Ha ha ha ha.

Ha ha ha ha. Let's just get the little insurance thing started.

Yeah, okay. "Ha ha ha." Great.

And, uh, if anyone's taken it somewhere, it's you.

Let's remember it was your idea in the first place.

Look, Jake--I will hand it to you, though. You're sneakier than I thought.

No. Maybe just as sneaky.Look, Jake. I don't know where it is.

Sure. I believe you. I trust you implicitly.Oh, I can tell.

Okay. Well, I guess we'd better call and report it, right?

Isn't that what you do?Well, I guess so.

You're the guy. You should know.Right.

Yeah. Just don't call me when they send you up the river.

Likewise, okay? Likewise.

And you don't know anything about it?

Okay. Here goes.

Swear to me.I swear.

I swear! God, I swear! Let loose of me! God--

Yeah. Could I speak with the manager please?

Yeah. It's Jake Bartholemew. Room 3-2-7.

[ Grunts ] Ow!

Yeah.

[ Sighs ] [ Victor ] £25,000?

- Insured? - Oh, yes. Thank goodness.

Where was it kept?Apparently on a side table like a dish of peanuts.

Have they any ideas?No, he just telephoned to say the damned thing's gone missing.

Better get on to Detective Fagan, will you? Start him off.

Fagan's drinking again.Well, somebody's got to do it.

I suppose you had better.

Right you are, sir.Let's try and keep it to ourselves, shall we?

3-2-7. Mr. Bartholemew.

Ah. Mr. Bartholemew. If it's not too much trouble,

I'd like to send Mr. Swayle up to get some information from you.

Yes. Our regular man, Detective Fagan, is down with the flu.

Oh, no, no, no. No, I assure you,

if anyone can get to the bottom of this, it's our Mr. Swayle.

Yes. Mr. Swayle was attached to an intelligence unit during his army service.

Of course. Certainly. By all means. Thank you so much.

Actually, it was the catering corps, sir.

This afternoon, Victor, after lunch.

Sir.

[ Telephone Ringing ]

Hello. Yes.

Yes, it is. Yeah. Put him through.

Um, Mr. Mundy, I'm calling because one of the items...

which is covered in my policy has apparently been stolen.

Uh-huh. Yeah.

Yeah. It's a small bronze head by Henry Moore.

Uh-huh. Yes. It was here on a bedside table.

Yes. In the hotel.

What? Yes.

Yes, it is! It is covered in the "agreed values" section of the policy.

I pay more premium, but it's covered. A special clause.

Jake, I'm going out for a while.

Well, you better check. I'll go with you. Hang on.

No. It's okay. I'm going for a walk.

- Where you going? - Just out. A walk.

Well, I'll go with you. Yeah, uh, but, look, I can't talk right now.

I've got another call coming. Yeah. Okay. Tomorrow. Bye.

Tina?

[ Telephone Ringing ]

Teddy, when you told me to go into cocoa, you practically guaranteed it.

No. I realize you can't predict a dock strike in Sierra Leone,

but a $30,000 margin call is nothing, Teddy.

And, anyway, I would really rather not be pressed on it today.

Tina is very upset. Her little Henry Moore statue got stolen.

Yeah, it's insured. $50,000. So, you know, look at that as collateral for your margin.

Right. No, she wouldn't mind. Why should she mind?

Anyway, Teddy, the cocoa's gonna be off the dock soon. Right?

Worse? What are y-- What could be worse than that?

Dumping it into the ocean?

Well, I mean, you can dredge up cocoa, can't you?

Well, I don't know. You could call that guy who found the Titanic.

Teddy, I realize the position it puts you in. Yes, we're friend--

Teddy, please don't talk about liquidating me.

Ted-Teddy. Teddy, I am asking for grace. Grace?

[ Manager Conversing ]

- Oh, Mr. Bartholemew. - Excuse me. Hi.

[ Speaks Arabic ]How are you?

[ Buzzs ]

Yes? Mrs. Bartholemew, I'm Victor Swayle, the assistant manager.

Is Mr. Bartholemew in? He's expecting me.He's out.

Well, I'm here concerning your robbery.

I'm very sorry to hear about it.So am I.

I just wanted to ask you a few questions.

Oh, come in.

I really can't tell you much. It was just here yesterday and gone today.

It's gone, missing, stolen.

You've looked around the suite?Sure. Everywhere.

No sign.

It's just gone, missing, stolen.

Oh, Jake. This is Mr.--

Swayle. Swayle.

Mr. Swayle. He's from the hotel to investigate.

Oh. Hi. I told him we couldn't help much.

Uh, no, we can't. Not much. It's gone. Stolen, I guess.

Have you notified the police?

The police. No, we haven't. Not yet.

Well, maybe we can hold that off for a while.

We're conducting our own investigations, and, obviously,

if we can keep it in-house and return you your goods,

we'll all be happier.

Mrs. Bartholemew, Mr. Bartholemew, thank you for your help.

Can't say how sorry I am that such a thing should have happened in our hotel.

I do hope that you won't hold it against us.

Oh, us? No. We wouldn't dream of it.

Mr. Bartholemew, I wonder if I could just have a word in private.

Sure. Okay.

Uh, Mr. Bartholemew, I'm sorry to have to mention this today, but it's the bill.

It's getting heavily on the debit side,

and we would want to see some very serious reductions within the next three days,

otherwise we shall have to start taking measures.

Look, uh, Mr.--Swayle.

Mr. Swayle. A $60,000 artwork is missing from your hotel.

I would say the debit is on your side.

Well, please, Mr.-- Yourhotel.

So I think the last thing we should worry about...

is the size of my hotel bill.

In fact, the lawsuit which I'm attempting to persuade my wife not to file...

would make my hotel bill look like a one-hour rental in a Tijuana bordello!

Please, Mr. Bordell-- Mr. Bartholemew. I know how upsetting this is for you.

No, you don't know what upsetting is, you stupid prick.

[ Chattering ]

[ No Audio ]

[ Chattering ]

It was fun to stay in for a change.

It makes me feel old, stayin' in, watching TV with you.

Maybe it wasn't a really great TV night.

I mean, how many times will they allow Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde to be remade?

Is it an infinite number?

It reminds me of home, my mother, my father.

The story line or the characters?

No. Staying in and watching TV...

because they had nowhere else to go.

Look, Jake, you don't know what that head means to me.

Sure, I love it, but I'm frightened without it.

It's the only thing that I've got in the world.

Tina, it was your idea to steal it in the first place.

To help you. I mean, is your family really out of the question?

Yeah. Military school is the last thing I said I would ever take from them.

And your sister and your brother?My sister's having a baby.

My brother wouldn't give me the sweat off his balls.

Oh, God, Jake. I mean, we should have been in Sardegna by now.

What are we doing in this dump?Dump?

Who are you, the Queen Mother?Oh, the big breadwinner.

"It's not a problemproblem," it's just a problem...

when the only thing of value in your wallet's the leather.

If I were you, I'd stay away from leather as a general topic of conversation,

at least until you can find it in your heart to cut down your shoe consumption.

I mean, you know, I always thank God for Sundays, 'cause it means you can't go shopping.

On the seventh day she rested and she drank.

Screw you. Screw you! Get it back and give it back!Keep your voice down.

I don't wanna wake up everyone.Why? Why?

They're gonna throw us outta here anyway!

One more time, where were you this morning?

I told you, I went for a walk.Bullshit.

If you went for a walk, you would've come back with packages.

I went for a walk in the street.Yeah, maybe over to Joan's carrying a little bundle.

Ow!Where were you? And don't tell me out buying cigars.

Because I know you can have them sent up.

I went somewhere else. Okay?

Now, stop it.

Come on. Come here.

What are we fighting about?

Come on. We're in this together.

Oh, God. Just get it back and give it back to me.

Well?

What are you gonna do?I'm thinking.

I thought I heard something rattling.

[ Rustling ]

Now, your name is Mr. Jake Bartholemew?

Jonathan.Jonathan.

And you normally reside where?

Well, uh, we don't.

We travel, uh, don't we, honey?

Normally we would have been in Sardegna if it weren't for this.

Can I just ask, Mr. Bartholemew, your date and place of birth, please?

Plainfield, New Jersey. Uh, July 8, 1955.

And your full name, please, Mrs. Bartholemew?

Tina Leslie Bartholemew.

Leslie.

And, um, forgive me if I ask you too.

I feel very ungallant sometimes, but, uh...

um, you were born-- March 12,

1959.

Pensacola, Florida, U.S.A.

And the date of your marriage?

Well...

we're not, in the classic sense of the term, actually married.

Well, there's no harm in that.

But, uh, you've known each other for--

- Two years. Two years. - Two years.

We learn a little more about each other every day.

But do we really need all the personal questions?

Well, it's just part of the procedure to satisfy the insurance company.

Just helps them deal a little bit more quickly with your claim.

Now, uh,

where did you purchase it, Mr. Bartholemew?

[ Both ] It was a gift.From who?

Well, from Tina's first husband.

First husband? Uh, you've been married twice, then?

No. Jake means the man I was married to.

His name?

[ Tina ] Larry.

Laurence Oates.Laurence Oates.

Laurence... Oates.

You were divorced when?

Well, in the classic sense of the term,

it's not final yet.

So, legally, you're still Mrs. Laurence Oates?

Yes. Legally.

[ Doughty ] She would have done 3-2-7 two nights ago.

Well, ask Jenny if she has any idea...

where a £25,000 Henry Moore statuette may have got to.

I won't ask her that, not in those terms.

Ask her if she remembers seeing such a statuette.

Ask her if she knows what it looks like and where it was put.

The small head on the table by the bed?

[ Whispering ]

Yes. Yes.

Yes, yes, yes. Yes, thank you, Victor.

Yes. [ Clears Throat ] Mrs. Doughty,

I think the most sensible thing to do...

would be to search wherever it is that Jenny lives.

Mr. Swayle can do it. He's a trained man.

[ Doughty ] Why her place? She wants to know.

Well, she was the one on duty. Reports have to be made.

It'll save time. Take your choice.

Now, I'm sure it's not Jenny that's done it, et cetera, et cetera,

but life is hard, Mrs. Doughty.

Let's just get it out of the way...

and then Jenny can come back and finish her work here,

or whatever, as the case may be.

I've had a word with the hotel. He's three weeks behind with the bill.

And he had the statue valued just the day before for £20,000.

And he's in cocoa, and there's tons of it piled up in a dock strike in Sierra Leone.

[ Telephone Ringing ]And he's having serious money problems.

So I'd stall on that claim for quite a while. Even if we don't turn up with anything,

I bet we can make a deal.Mundy here.

Oh, hello, Mr. Bartholemew. What can I do for you?

Well, first, we'll be needing a report from our adjuster-- I understand Mr. Slaughter.

Did he, in fact, get over to see you this morning?

Well, you can't ever pin a date down exactly.

There's a lot of paperwork involved.

Oh, usually not more than six to eight weeks.

Yes. Yes. Six to eight weeks, I'm afraid.

Mr. Swayle, Jenny would like to use the bathroom if that's all right.

Ah, well, tell her not to be too long then.

Nothing in here.

I think I'll do the bathroom next.

[ Toilet Flushing ]

[ Doughty ] Mr. Swayle?

Yes?

Uh, Jenny says she feels embarrassed.Why is that, Mrs. Doughty?

Don't look at her while I'm talking to you, otherwise you'll embarrass her more.

- Just get on with your work. - All right, Mrs. Doughty.

Apparently, she put some things into the sink to soak before going out,

and she wouldn't have left them had she known you were coming.

Excuse me.

- What's going on? - Who are you?

- That's what I said. - I'm a friend of Jenny's from the society.

This, uh, gentleman, is from the hotel where she works.

He's looking for something.

What thing?Something that's gone missing.

So why's he looking here? He thinks Jenny's nicked it?

Just hold on, son. Just a second.

- What are you doing? - Leaving.

I'm going to have to ask to search that garment.

Uh, just a technicality. I wouldn't refuse.

Okay, son. Off you go now.

[ Groans ] Oh, you little bastard.

Are you all right, Mr. Swayle?

I'll be all right in a second. [ Whimpers ]

Just-Just gotta sit. [ Whimpers ]

Then I'll finish off in here.

Who is that little fuck-wit?

Her brother, she tells me.

Well, you just tell her that if I ever see him again, I will break every bone in his body!

[ Whimpering ]

Tina, you know that insurance money is not gonna be here for a while.

There's a piece of paper in my pocket. Take it out and read it to me.

It'll help clear my mind.What, here?

Yeah.

"Model." Crossed out?Yep.

So what is this?

It's a list of things I could do.

"Airline stewardess. Work in an office."

That's great. "Sell poetry."

What poetry?Oh, you know, those poems I write that you say you like.

I thought, you know, I could find someone and sell them.

"Magazine work. Call Wendy."

Who's Wendy?Oh, Wendy.

She was a model I knew, and now she's this really big-time editor.

And I thought, you know, she might fix me up with something.

"Buddy's Big Boy."

Buddy's Big Boy. Buddy Junior, Buddy Fry, Buddy Coke. $2.99.

I used to do it when I was 17."Other."

Other things I could do. I just don't know what they are yet.

Tina.[ Sniffles ]

It's okay. I'll fix it. Don't worry.

I doworry.Look, you can do anything you wanna do.

You're young.Not forever.

[ Sighs ] Look, don't get me wrong...

if I say that I thought that I could rely on you.

I know that's not fair.

It's just, well, I thought that's the way things worked.

That's how they've always worked before.

You mean Larry-wise.

Yeah. Larry-wise. Wise Larry.

Honey. Baby. Tina.

Now, you gotta tell me where it is.

I can't. I don't have it.

Well, I'll tell you something. I don't have it either.Well, how do I know?

Tina, if I had the statue, I would have sold it...

and we would be out of here!

Look, you know, you know, w-we're fighting.

Say we break up. What do I have?

What do I have?What do you have?

What do you have? No! What do I have?

I have a shitload of debts and a lot of trouble!

Don't you shout at me!

Don't shout at me! Just do something! I don't care what it is.

Okay.

So what is it with you two at the moment?

Uh... you know, ever since that little statue got stolen. Do you know about that?

Yeah, I heard something about that.

Would I do something like that and upset poor Tina?

So, what can I do for you?

I told you, I just wanted to get out of the hotel for a while.

Why me? All I know are...

gamblers and brokers and bankers.

And they're mostly men, and I hate men and you're not a man.

On the phone you said you wanted to talk to me about something.

I'd just like to sit here quiet and away for a while.

Okay.

We can sit here quiet...

[ Clears Throat ] until I have to get dressed.

You don't know where it is, I suppose?

[ Woman ] Ta, love. Bye.

So long, my love.

- Can I see you a minute? - What you got, Steve?

You and your mates knock off some more knives and forks?

What you got?

What is it, Steve?

Don't know, Frankie. I found it somewhere.

I reckon it's worth something.

Hot, Steve?

Don't know, Frankie. Just found it somewhere. I think it's worth something.

Not to me, Steve. I wouldn't know what to do with it.

A fiver, Frankie.No, Steve, it's not worth it.

I wouldn't know how to shift it.

It'd just be a liability to me, a worry, Steve.

Ugly-lookin' thing, isn't it?

A couple of quid.No, Steve. I'd like to help, but no, thanks.

I'll still give you a good price if you and the lads can knock off some more silverware.

Yeah, I know, Frankie.

Thanks.

[ Indistinct Chatter ]

Look at the state of him.

By the way, you're taking him home.

What you got in the bag?This?

[ Indistinct Chatter ]

Oh!What the hell's that?

It's worth nothing, mate. Not worth a thing.

Okay. That's the last one.

[ Sniffles ] Here.

Piece of crap. Steve.

Let me have one, Steve.

[ Knock At Door ]Come in.

It's okay. Come on in.

Oh, could you leave some of those bath salts, please?

We've run out.

The bath salts are one of the good things about staying in hotels.

Bath salts and free shampoo.

I do like it when they leave the chocolate on the pillow in gold foil...

with a little message saying "sleep well."

You married?

Ah, it doesn't matter.

You got a man?

You ever feel like it's going to be over, though,

and you don't know what you feel-- if it's good or bad...

or just frightening?

[ Sighs ] Maybe you got kids, though.

Is it better or worse?

[ Chuckles ] Or just more crowded?

The bath salts, remember?

Thanks.

Mother, I'd love to hear more about last night,

but I'm not going to be able to make it.

The magazine. I just got more work to do.

So what if he's 47? Forty-seven's not too young.

You could pass for 47.

He's Italian? I'll call you in the morning, and we'll talk about it then.

Okay, bye.

♪♪ [ Stereo: Jazz ]Is it all right?

It's the best I could do on such short notice.

If you'd given me warning, I could've cooked. I'm a good cook.

The eggs are great. How long have you lived here?

Mm, since college.

My mother married an Englishman, a major.

So I came over one summer and never left,

partly because the major died out fishing one day...

and partly because of other reasons--

the boyfriends.

I meant how long have you lived in this apartment?

[ Laughing ] Oh, I thought you meant in England.

I did. I'm just teasing.

Jake.

So how come you don't have anywhere to live?

Well, my family has a house, but my parents live there.

I don't go there very often. I like to travel around.

Does Tina like it too? So far.

Although I'm beginning to think maybe not so much anymore.

Women are different.

Mm-hmm. I'd sure be happy to travel anywhere and see the world.

- That's not an offer, though. - Why not?

Well, Tina's my friend.

And that's where your loyalties lie?

That's the way it should be.

Girls sticking together and whatever?

It's safer that way.

I don't know that there is any safety, really.

- You don't want any of this rice, do you? - Nah.

♪♪ [ Stereo: Man Singing, Indistinct ]

♪ With the awesome face

♪ With your papa on the side ♪♪

I'll get some coffee.

Good evening. It's been a wet day in most parts of the country.

It does look as if this unsettled weather is going to continue.

A lot more rain to come. Let's have a look at--More rain?

Here's a list of today's rainfall amounts.

You can see London topping the league--

[ Ringing ] [ Sighing, Moaning ]

[ Ringing Continues ] [ Sighing, Moaning Continue ]

[ Jake ] Don't answer.[ Ringing ]

[ Jake Kissing, Moaning ] [ Joan ] It might be important.

[ Jake ] Not as important as this.[ Ringing Continues ]

[ Joan Moans ] It'll only take a sec.

Hello. Who's this?

Tina!

Not yet, huh?

I wish I could help, but I can't.

Um, no, tonight's not a good idea.

I'm in bed, and I'm half asleep.

Lunch, that's great. Okay.

Okay, I'll talk to you tomorrow. Bye.

[ Sighs ]

Boltons, please.

[ Shatters ]

[ Groans ]

[ Doorbell Rings ]

Oh.

Hi. [ Man ] Who is it?

Tina.

[ People Chattering ]Hi, Jonathan.

Your beard looks swell. Can I come in?

[ Indistinct Chatter ]

Is Larry here? Yes, he's here, upstairs.

He's going to Tokyo in the morning,

but he's got a bad cold, so he went to bed early.

Want to see him?

Sort of. That's why I'm here.

Upstairs.

Second door on the left.

Hi, Melissa. You're looking great.

What is she doing here?

God knows.

It's me.

Can I come in?

You're in.

Sit down.

What's up?

I'm sorry for everything that's happened. I just want you to know that.

I'm glad to know you're consistent.

You said that two years ago. What's up?

I need your help. [ Blowing Nose ]

[ Sniffles ] Why?

My mother's sick,

and she needs the money for an operation.

What kind of operation?

Brain. There's something wrong with her brain,

and she needs to have an operation.

- Where's she having it done? - On her brain.

Tina. Where? What hospital?

Pensacola?Pensacola probably. We just don't know yet.

[ Sighs ] What'll it cost, this operation on your mother's brain?

$50,000...

or so.

What are you doing?Uh, I have got a headache.

I'm looking for aspirin.

In the bathroom.

I've already looked there. I couldn't see any.

What are you doing, going through my things?

I told you, I've got a splitting headache and I'm not thinking straight.

[ Objects Clattering ]

If, uh--

If you don't want to give money for my mother directly,

um, would you consider buying back...

that little Henry Moore?

That was an anniversary present.

I know. I know. And I cherish it.

But for my mother.

[ Sighs ] All right, if you want me to.

There is one little problem.

Uh-huh. And what's the little problem?

It's been stolen.

So you want me to give you $50,000 for a little head which you don't have?

But we're looking for it.

Have you been drinking?

Only a little bit.

I used to love you, Tina.

I used to love you too, Larry.

I don't love you anymore, Tina.

Hmm, I don't know what I feel anymore. [ Chuckling ]

[ Sighs ] You're not in love with Jake?

[ Sighs ] Yes, I'm in love with Jake.

Then I can't help you.

Sorry.

They were in the bathroom.

Oh, I didn't seem them. Hmm.

Oh. Mm.

Boy, those are terrific pills.

I feel much better already.

Hmm.

You're a terrific girl. This is just between you and me, right?

Are you a shit, Jake?

I don't think so.

Sometimes, yeah.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

[ Door Opens ]You're a terrific guy.

[ Door Closes ]

Just between you and me, right?

[ Sniffles ]

[ Sighs ]

Hi, Mom. It's Jake. Yeah.

How are you?

No, I'm in London.

Well, it's, uh-- it's a little after 2:00 here.

Yeah.

I know. It's been a while.

Yeah, I'm happy, very well.

You don't have to worry about me, Mom. Are you okay?

Oh, you just had dinner. Mm-hmm.

It sounds like you just had dinner.

Vodka dinner and gin dinner.

I see.

She's fine, thanks. Yeah, she's very well. Tina.

Tina. Mm-hmm. She's a nice girl, Mom.

You'd like her.

Uh, I don't know why we haven't yet.

I guess we're just not ready. Listen.

I need to talk to Dad. Is he there?

Well, I don't know why he wouldn't be.

Yeah, okay.

Dad? Hello, sir. How are you?

No, I was just calling. Just calling.

Um, 'cause I knew your birthday was coming up...

and I found this new shirt shop--

No, I know you've got plenty of shirts.

I just thought you might like one of these, and I wanted to check your size.

Right, right, 16 1/2, 36.

Uh, how's business?

Mine? It's going very well, good. [ Thunder Rumbling ]

Um, I wanted to, uh...

see, um--

to, uh--

Is Mom all right?

No, it just sounded like she had just had dinner.

Yeah. Okay.

Yes, sir. 16 1/2, 36.

Uh, yes, sir. Bye.

[ Thunder Rumbling ]

[ Tina Vomiting ]

Tina, how can you have anything left?

You told me you just had half a hamburger.

A bucket of martinis and a bottle of champagne. [ Phone Ringing ]

Oh, God. You gotta get that for me...

'cause I absolutely cannot talk to anyone except that insurance guy.

I can't. Hello.

Mr. Mercer, the manager. I'm sorry, he's out.

Thanks. Tina, we are in real trouble now.I know.

For the last time, I want you to swear to me...

that you don't know where that goddamn statue is.

Tina, I will sign a piece of--

This has writing on it, but I would sign a piece of paper...

giving you its value when the cocoa comes in.

You have to trust me, please.[ Gagging ]

Listen. I want to get engaged--

that will make you trust me-- and then married maybe someday.

Anything. Then children.

There's a little vomit here. I got it.

Irwin, after your father. Tina Junior. Mmm.

Uh, children, a house maybe somewhere.

A dog like you like, whatever kind that is, okay?

What do you say?

I'm gonna get sick again.

- [ Retching ] - [ Phone Ringing ]

[ Ringing Continues ]

Okay, let's see.

Onions, celery,

three pound of cooking apples.

That would be...

£2.43, love.

Yeah, I know usually ten percent, but ten percent of what?

Yeah, I know you're not supposed to tell me.

Ten percent of what? Ten percent of 20 grand?

Approximate, is it?

But somewhere in the neighborhood of 2,000 quid, is it?

[ Door Opening ]

[ Door Closes ]

Water's trouble, isn't it?

If you're drowning, it is.

No, I mean in dreams.

Well, I'm not a dream expert.

All the dreams I've been having these last few days...

have been full of water,

colored water--

green water, red water.

You sure it's water and not alcohol?

I only drink to be happy,

or if I'm a little worried,

or to celebrate,

or if something's wrong.

You should try it.I don't know that it would help.

It could help your card game. It would make you looser.

I was loose enough.

Staying up all hours of the night...

and not winning anything.

Oh, I broke even, more or less.

Do you have any cash?No, I don't, damn it.

Maybe I can get some from Joan at lunch.No.

Why?Bad for credit.

What are we gonna do, Jake?

Tina?

You can cut loose if you want to.

I'm not in it only for the good times.

If we get it back, we can sell it.

Okay?You don't have it, do you?

No.

It's all gotten so distorted.

When you think where I come from,

$50,000 would keep five families for a year. [ Shower Running ]

Would you call it greed?

Would I call what greed?

What's been coming between us.

No.

I'd call it, uh...

fear.

[ Phone Ringing ]

I don't know where it is.

I mean, I don't even know if I was up here.

I mean, it was ages ago.

It could be-- Oh, shit.

It could be anywhere.

Whatever is done, is done.

[ Bell Rings ] ♪♪ [ Classical ]

Hello, Jake. Hello, Gordon.

Longish time, no see.Yeah, longish time, no see.

How are you? Oh, those cuff links are nice.

Those? Those are...

Van Cleef, 1938, signed.

Yeah? How much?

Five thousand pounds.

Oh, not at the moment, thanks.

I was thinking about selling my Cartier and getting a different one, a prewar.

What would you give me for it? Take it off. Let me have a look.

It's real.

2,500.

3,000.

Okay, 3,000. You want a check?

Check or cash. I'm easy. Cash.

All right, cash.

£46.80.

£46.80? What's the joke?

Remember, Jake, "Longish Time, No See."

That girl you were going out with a couple of years ago, the German girl?

What German girl? Oh, yeah, that-- Yeah.

What, that bracelet? No, I paid you.

No, sorry, you didn't. You sent me a note saying it was coming.

I paid you, Canadian dollars. She told me she brought you the money.

She bought a Lalique vanity set.

You're kidding. No.

Eva. Very good taste, remember?

Yeah, very good taste.

You want the 46.80, or shall I credit it to you?

No, I'll take it. Cab fare is cab fare.

[ Grunting ]

Stop it! Stop it!

I didn't do nothing!

You-- You got it back, didn't you?

Stop it!

Deaf git.

[ Sobbing ]

Oh, don't cry.

Here. Everything's gonna be fine.It is?

You've got everything anyone could possibly want.I have?

Except too much alcohol in your bloodstream.

[ Moans ]

You know, [ Chuckling ]

I am 31 years old,

and I was married to a man who I didn't love enough,

who I thought would take care of me.

And now I am in love with a man who can't take care of either of us.

And I am so weak,

I don't know what I'd do if we split up.

I have no confidence.

And I want a baby.

Oh, that's not true.

See? I'm a liar. I've lied to you, my dearest friend.

I should want one, but I hate them.

I hate children too.

What can I do?

I hate children, I lie, and my looks are going.

What can I do?

Lots of things. Yeah?

Like what, if Jake and I split up?

I thought you two were very happy. On good days.

But these are bad days.

Jake was out late last night.

He said he was out playing cards. [ Laughing ]

Out with some tramp probably.

First time, too, as far as I know.

Well, maybe he wasn't out with a tramp. Maybe he was telling the truth.

Oh, what does it matter?

What is one fuck with a tramp anyway?

Yeah.

Why don't you try and relax and get some sleep?

I'll wake you up.

You're terrific.

I just need some sleep. I didn't sleep good last night.

I'll see you later, honey, okay?

[ Sighs ]

Tina?

[ Door Closes ]

Tina?

Jake Bartholemew, dead tonight at age 35.

Film at 11:00.

Best known for his wit, wardrobe and business acumen,

Bartholemew died penniless...

and, in an untimely death, without a watch...

in an overpriced London hotel room which he couldn't afford.

He is survived by Tina Leslie Oates,

who is quoted as saying,

"He's dead, but I'm still hungry."

At the request of the deceased, his remains will be dumped into the ocean...

along with his latest screwed-up business investment.

And now... sports.

[ Water Running ]

Where is she?

In the bedroom.

She's really not feeling well.

Tina. Tina.Oh, what is it, Jake?

Come on. Let's go.Careful. I feel sick.

[ Whispering ] The Henry Moore is back.

It's back? Where from?I don't know where from, but it's back.

We're rich again. I mean, we're not broke.You're kidding.

We're okay. Yeah, we're liquid.

We're not broke? Oh, thank God. We're liquid?

Yeah.Joanie!

Do you have any champagne?

[ Keys Jingling ]

Where is it?

Get it,

or I'll break every bone...

in his body.

[ Laughing ][ Indistinct Chatter ]

[ Laughing ]

[ Squeals ]

Baby, I want you to call Mercer for me, okay?[ Laughing ]

Huh?It's kind of early in the morning, Jake.

No, this is the call he'll want to get.Okay.

[ Sighs Loudly ]

Mr. Mercer, please.

[ Rings ]

[ Rings ][ Groans ]

Hello. Mercer here.

Mr. Mercer, Mr. Bartholemew would like to speak with you.

Goddamn it![ Shouts ] Jake?

[ Jake ] Goddamn it!

He's attending to other business right now, and he will return your call.

Goddamn it! Goddamn it!

What's the matter? Damn it!

It's been stolen.

Again?

It's not quite so simple, Mr. Sedgewick. How do you mean?

And I'm not saying I've got it.

I'm saying I might know where it might be. I might.

What I mean is, the ad says, "Subject to the usual conditions."

That's arrest and recovery.

We want two heads, Mr. Sedgewick. Only one of them's bronze.

Do you think that at one time or another...

all great men throughout history thought of killing themselves?

Sure.

What do you think stopped them?I don't know.

Chicken.No.

Their perception that in any life...

there will be terrible crises to overcome.

And once you know that that's where it is,

it's just your own personal terrible jam.

That's half the battle.

You have to change your direction the arrow was pointing.

That is what adversity is for.

It's there to help you.

But you have to have the courage.

And that is what I believe...

kept the great men throughout history...

from drinking the bottle of Liquid-Plumr.

Being smart helps, and rich.

Smart helps. Rich is arguably better than courage,

though I don't know if I still have that opinion.

At any rate, one day I'll have a farm and raise cows.

[ Chuckling ] That would take courage. You hate the country.

I'd learn. I don't much like all this anymore.

There's nothing in my life worth sticking to.

But I'm young. Perhaps I could change.

I have no calling.

Calling?

Yeah, brain surgeon, botanist, doctor, lawyer,

sculptor.

I have no talent--Sure, you do.

You're good at numbers, usually.

You're good at helping me choose clothes. You're talented in bed.

That's something.

Me?

"Me"?

Am I worth sticking to?

Am I?

As far as I'm concerned, even though you're not a biologist.

Botanist.

Or a sculpture.

Sculptor.

I love you.

Likewise.

Yeah?Steve Finn?

That's right.

My name is Marty Slaughter. I work for an insurance company.

Excuse me.

A bronze statue has been stolen, and I think you know something about it.

I don't know nothing.Hmph.

Um, Jenny Finn?

Oh, okay. Sorry. Sorry.

Now, listen. Listen.

A valuable statue has been stolen.

It's been recovered, but I think you or your sister know something about it.

She could go to prison--Jen didn't do nothing.

You could go to Borstal for a year. It's got nothing to do with Jenny.

How'd you get that bruise?I don't remember.

Frankie Sedgewick hit you?I don't remember.

[ Scoffs ]

Okay, tough guy,

I'll give you ten seconds to tell me what I want to know,

otherwise I'll call the cops and you'll be in a cell within the hour.

Come on. One.I don't know nothing. I told you.

Two. Your sister, then?I don't know nothing!

Nothing.Four.

I don't know nothing. I don't know nothing!Borstal.

Six. A year?I don't know nothing.

I don't know nothing. I don't know nothing.

Just-- Just leave me alone. Jesus Christ.

All right. All right. All right.

Okay, Steve, knock it off.

We'll stop it here. All right?

You say to-- You tell your sister, "Don't go back to the hotel."

All right?

Look.

Uh, I'll try and square it with them...

and get in touch with-- with, uh...

whoever I can.

Oh, God. Um... Steve,

tell her it will be all right.

But she'd better find another job.

Why'd she do it?

Christ knows.

To get money?Jen don't care about money.

Why, then?Christ knows.

Why?

Why?

What's it say?

It says, "Because it spoke,

and I heard it."

I'll try to square it. You tell her. Mm-hmm.

[ Departing Footsteps ]

[ Door Closes ]

Don't be scared. It will be okay.

One day I will be able to look after us.

Head on bone base, bronze by Henry Moore.

One of the series of nine, original mold destroyed.

Thanks.For what?

For letting us do this. £15,000? 15,500.

16,000. 16,500.

Seventeen.

£17,000.

It's for 17-- 17,500.

Are you insane?

18,000. 19,000.

20,000. 21,000.

22,000. 23,000.

24,000. Twenty-five. Twenty-six.

Twenty-seven. £27,000.

Any advance on £27,000?

£28,000.

It's going for £28,000.

Going, going,

gone for £28,000 to the gentleman with the rose in his lapel.

Thank you, sir.

Okay?Okay.

Now, ladies and gentlemen, number 35:

a portrait by Christopher Wood.

What am I bid?

♪♪ [ Woman Singing, Indistinct ] [ People Chattering ]

Maybe we should buy our own kitchen,

get our own ice box, make our own cold drinks.

Just a kitchen?

It's a start.

There aren't many just-kitchens on the market.

Well, maybe a bedroom too.

Where?Anywhere.

- Anywhere? - Not New Jersey.

Okay. Not Pensacola either.

[ Man ] Enrico? Enrico!

- [ Man Speaking Italian ] - [ Speaking Italian ]

[ Man Speaking Italian ]

What would it be like if he were ours?

We'd have to learn Italian?

Jake!

Is this a serious discussion, Tina?

I guess not.

It's an interesting thought, though.

It is an interesting thought.

Why don't we go up to our room, order some lunch...

and pursue that thought?

I'm scared.

Everyone's scared of their own special things, Tina.

I mean, walk down the beach,

ask these people if they're scared of cocoa.

They'll tell you no, but to some people cocoa's very scary.

[ Chuckles ]And as far as I know,

you've never been scared when we've made love.

Right? I mean, except that time on the airplane.

That was because it was so bumpy.