All language subtitles for Father Dowling Mysteries S03E12 The Substitute Sister Mystery

STEVE: Oh, you
guys, that was great.

That was a great practice today.

Prudence, you work
on your free throw

and we've got a really good
chance at the championship.

ALL: Yeah!
- Yeah, all right. Yeah. Heh.

So I'll see you guys
tomorrow at mass, right?

ALL: Yeah.
- Okay. Give me the ball.

Okay. Take care going home.
Okay, bye. Bye. Bye, April.

BOY: Come to my
house. Let's go. Come on.

Oh, Steve. Good.

I need your opinion
on Sunday's sermon.

What's wrong?

I'm being followed, Frank.

- Are you serious?
- Yes, I'm serious.

There are two guys,
they're dressed like hoods

and somebody in a limousine.

[DOORBELL RINGS]

Uh-oh.

FRANK: Hello.

Can I help you?

RICE: You Father Dowling?
- Yes, I am.

You got a nun works here
named Sister Stephanie?

I'm Steve Oskowski.

Do I know you?

Not a chance.

Tell your Sister Stephanie
I want to see my daughter.

This is Sister Stephanie.

Don't play games
with me, Father.

I'm not playing games.

Did Vicky put you up to this?

- Who's Vicky?
- My daughter.

She was supposed
to be home hours ago.

So where is she and
where's Sister Stephanie?

Look, I'm Sister Stephanie.

Lady, you don't
even look like her.

DRIVER: Boss, call for you.

What?

Oh, my God.

No, don't do anything.

Don't call anybody.
I'll be right there.

Are you all right?

Father, I made a mistake.
Forget about I was ever here.

Sister, sorry to bother you.

- Well, now, what was that all about?
- I have absolutely no idea.

Frank, I know that
guy from somewhere.

Only, he apparently
doesn't know you.

Why was he asking for me?

I have absolutely no idea.

PHILIP: Father Dowling,
would you come in here, please?

What is it, Phil?

Frank, far be it from
me to raise a false alarm,

but we may have a serious
problem on our hands.

FRANK: Oh?
- You know what this is?

It's a jar.

No, no. Inside the jar.

Inside the jar.

It looks like a white ant.

Exactly. Heh.

Father Prestwick?

FRANK: What's your point, Phil?

I was in the cellar, getting
a jar of preserves for Marie,

when I found this,
crawling on the wall.

I think it's a termite, Frank.

Now, I'm not sure if it's a
Rhinotermitidae or a Kalotermitidae,

but I'm fairly certain
it isn't a Cryptotermes,

they mostly live in furniture.

Philip, I had no idea
you were such an expert.

Taking a class.

Why?

Chicago is suffering a
termite infestation, Sister.

It's page-one news.

FRANK: Sorry, I always
read the sports section first.

The bishop wants me to
do a thorough investigation

of all of the parish buildings.

Frank, they're everywhere.

They're particularly
fond of older construction.

This could be the tip
of a very ugly iceberg.

I'll know more when I
check this out in class.

You know, this is
really quite fascinating.

All of the research
that I've been doing,

I'm becoming something
of an expert on pests.

[PHILIP CHUCKLING]

- I won't say it.
- Thank you, Marie.

[TIRES SCREECHING]

If I don't find a way to punch
up this Sunday's sermon,

I'm not gonna have any problem
sleeping tonight, I'll just read this.

- Maybe you need some jokes, Frank.
- Yeah, I thought of that.

Give a listen, huh?

"One morning, a man wakes to
find his house surrounded by a flood.

The water has risen
past his first-floor window

and it's pouring into his bedroom
when he takes refuge on the roof.

This is a religious
man with a strong faith

and he prays to
the Lord to save him.

[SPRAY CAN HISSING]

Before the man
finished his praying,

a boy in a canoe
paddles up and says..."

Marie, what are you doing?

Oh, sorry, Father, I was...

Are you worried about
Father Prestwick's termites?

Well, between you, me and
the wall, Sister, I hate bugs.

- They make my flesh
crawl. FRANK: Me too.

- Me too.
- You too?

It was bad enough
having one bug,

when you think of a
whole house full of them.

Well, let's just hope that Phil's
termite alert proves to be a false alarm.

Yeah, well, you're gonna
see me using a lot of this.

[DOORBELL RINGS]

I'll get it, Marie. You just
keep right on spraying.

- Give me a hand, Father?
- Oh, my, Lord.

- Marie, call Dr. Wallace.
STEVE: Put her on the couch.

MAN: I wanna take
her to the hospital,

but she keeps on about
this church, St. Michael's

and I figure, "You
wanna go to St. Michael's,

- we go to St. Michael's."
MARIE: My God.

Who am I to argue with a
nun, right, Sister Stephanie?

STEVE: Huh?
- Sister Stephanie?

MAN: Yeah, Sister Stephanie.

That's her name.

Wait, she's Sister Stephanie?

Sister Stephanie Oskowski.

You can call me Steve.

Still dizzy?

A little.

I think you'll be just fine.

Well?

No fresh bleeding.

No sign of a concussion.

What about her head wound?

It wasn't as
serious as it looked.

Do you have any
idea what hit her?

Whatever it was, it tore the
scalp, but barely grazed her skull.

She's pretty disoriented.

Yeah, she thinks she's me.

WALLACE: That should pass.

I'd like to admit you to St.
Bart's for observation overnight.

Oh, please, I don't
wanna go to the hospital.

Can't I stay here?
I feel safe here.

Safe from what?

Bruno.

Who's Bruno?

Is that the man who hurt you?

Yes.

No. I don't know.

I don't know.

Please...

In case you do
have a concussion,

you'd be better off having
someone at hand watching over you.

I can watch her. Put her in
the spare room next to my room.

All right.

I'll check on her in the
morning. I've got to go.

FRANK: Oh, there you go.

Oh, thank you.

Father, are you going
to call the police?

Well, we do have
friends on the police force.

I'll give them a call for a
missing-persons check.

I'll stay in touch.

Thanks for coming by, Toni.

Oh, don't forget, you're
deacon at this Sunday's mass.

What am I reading?

- Matthew 15.
- Oh.

Healing the lame and the blind.

My favorite verse.

- Good night, Father.
- Good night, doctor.

Got to get her settled in.

Thanks, I'm still
a little woozy.

Well, you're in good hands.

That is a very frightened and
confused young lady, Steve,

and she needs our help.

Frightened and confused.

Frank, whoever
she is, she's no nun.

Well, now, how do you know that?

First clue, she had red fingernail
polish underneath her cuticles.

Yes, I noticed that.

Second clue?

"Windy City Costume Rentals."

Well, now, why would anyone
wanna pretend to be a nun?

Not just a nun, Frank, she's acting
like she thinks she's me, you know.

And I don't like it.

Remember that guy who came in this
morning looking for Sister Stephanie?

That guy had mob
written all over his face.

Yeah, I know.

I wonder if that could
have been Bruno.

WOMAN: Can't
you help me, Sister?

Can't you help me, Sister?

I don't know what to do.

I don't know what to do.

Can't you help me, Sister?

I don't know what to do.

I don't know what to do.

I don't know what to do.

Time to go, Sister.

No!

Time to go.

- Time to go.
- No.

- Time to go.
- No.

STEVE: Time to go.

Hey.

Father Dowling wants us to
go for a drive after breakfast.

You okay?

Are you okay?

That's the corner
of 35th and Western,

and this is the spot where the
cab driver says he found you.

Any of this look familiar?

Down here.

I hid in here.

Who were you hiding from?

He saw me...

and then he shot me.

I fell over there.

FRANK: What else?

I crawled away to the door.

FRANK: Then what?

I locked the door.

And Bruno couldn't get to me.

And, finally, he went away.

Okay, this is the second time
you've mentioned this guy Bruno.

- Who is Bruno?
- I don't know.

I had a dream
about him last night.

I was talking with someone,

a girl,

they took her away.

STEVE: Where did they take her?

FRANK: Do you remember her name?

What was I doing there?

STEVE: Well, maybe she
thought you were someone else.

Who?

FRANK: Maybe she thought
you were Steve Oskowski?

But I am.

I mean, I was.

Does the name "Lauren
Gail" mean anything to you?

Lauren Gail?

According to the Windy
City Costume rental place,

this nun's habit was
rented by a woman

by the name of Lauren Gail.

See, we called them
and the sales clerk said

that Lauren Gail paid
with a cash deposit.

And she gave as her
employer, a comedy club,

near DePaul University
where she's a waitress.

STEVE: Does any
of this ring a bell?

No. Nothing. I'm sorry.

Father, am I Lauren Gail?

I think so.

What happened to me?

How did I get hurt? What
did they do with the other girl?

That's a good question.

Do you think I was
doing something illegal?

That's another good question.

I wouldn't.

I know I wouldn't.

- So who is Bruno?
- I don't know.

I don't.

Frank, do you
believe any of this?

I don't know what
to believe, Steve.

You have a talk with her.
I'm gonna look around.

Hey.

Whoever that girl
is, I wouldn't hurt her.

I hope you know that.

I'm scared.

Yeah, I guess if what happened to
you happened to me, I'd be scared too.

It sure seems like
they snatched this girl.

There's gotta be
something else that she said.

Something you would remember.
Can you just try to remember?

- I can't.
- But you can.

Come on now, concentrate.

You can do it.

Come on.

He's busy.

Who's he?

Some other company is
trying to buy out his business

and she thinks that he
doesn't have time for her.

And she just wants to
know that he loves her.

Okay.

So this girl wants to know
that someone loves her.

Who?

Her father.

She's afraid that her
father doesn't love her.

Who's her father?

I don't know. I...

Good job.

Did you find something, Frank?

Looks like a bullet.

I was shot, wasn't I?

I think someone
tried to kill you.

Five bucks says it's this Bruno.

Well, what did they
do with the other girl?

That's what we're
gonna try and find out.

Come on, let's get
back to the rectory.

LAUREN: What are you gonna do?

Gonna check out the comedy
club where you worked.

STEVE: Yeah, maybe they'll know
more about what happened to you.

So the vampire says to the werewolf,
"Close the blinds, I'm dying up here."

MAN 1: Oh, get him off.

I got an invitation.
It's Ed Sullivan.

Let's bid make goodbye
to this special talent.

MAN 2: Sure. WOMAN: Yeah.

KRAMER: Folks, we got
another would-be comedian

in a couple of minutes, so
drink up and order some more.

Julie, let's hear some music.

Tough crowd.

Tougher than sunrise
service on New Year's Day.

[STEVE IMITATES DRUMMING]

FRANK: Mm-hm.

- Excuse me.
- Oh, have a seat anywhere, Father.

Do you have a waitress
here named Lauren Gail?

We did. She didn't show up
today. I'm stuck working her shift.

I'll be with you in a second.

STEVE: Do you know
what happened to her?

Knowing her, she's
probably at an audition.

- Lauren is an actress?
- Heh. In her dreams.

MAN 3: Hey, how about
a little service, huh?

Could you sit down?

If my boss sees me talking
when I ought to be working,

Lauren won't be the
only girl hunting for a job.

Lauren is in trouble.
She's got a problem

and we wanna help her out.

Does she have a
locker or something

because we really would
like to look through her stuff?

Well, yeah, okay.

We share a
locker. I'll show you.

- Why aren't you working tables?
- Mr. Kramer, I...

Nobody comes backstage
except performers and managers.

He's a performer.

I'm his manager.

We're here for the
open-mike contest.

What's with the collar?

Clerical humor.

You've got five minutes
in front of an open mike.

Make me laugh.

- Steve.
- Frank, all I need is five minutes

to go through her stuff.

Think of it as a Sunday
sermon, only funny.

Go ahead.

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

Hi.

My name is Frank Dowling.

I'm not really very
good at telling jokes.

MAN: Neither was the
other guy. Ha-ha-ha.

Well, if you'll just
be patient with me,

I'm gonna tell you a story
about a man and a flood.

This is mine.

This is mine.

Mine.

Mine.

This... Oops.

Sorry, Sister. This is mine.

Oh, this is hers.

This... Wait a
minute, this is mine.

Is there anything else in
there that belongs to Lauren?

Nope.

Do you hear anybody laughing?

- Nope.
- Neither do I.

Maybe it's hers.

So then this sailor
comes by in a motorboat

and the man on the
roof says, "No, thank you.

The Lord will save me."

Well, now, the water
gets up to his neck

and then a helicopter flies over
and the man on the roof says:

CROWD: "No, thanks, the
Lord is going to save me."

Right. Well, the water went over
his head and the poor man drowned.

But he was a good man.

And he went to heaven.

And when he got there,
he went up to the Lord

and he said, "Lord, I did
everything you asked me to do.

Why didn't you save
me from the flood?"

And the Lord looks at him and
says, "Why didn't I save you?

I sent you a canoe, I sent you
a motorboat and a helicopter.

What were you waiting
for, a flaming chariot?"

[ALL LAUGHING]

FRANK: So you see, the
Lord does answer our prayers.

But sometimes we just
don't hear the answers.

MAN 1: Right. MAN 2: Yay.

[CROWD CHEERING AND CLAPPING]

Frank, I've got
something to show you.

Okay, you can
start this weekend.

Sorry, he's already got
an exclusive contract.

Father, where can
we catch your act?

St. Michael's, two
shows, every Sunday.

How's it going?

- It's fine.
- Let's see. Ha, ha.

Oh, say, that's good.

- What is it?
- I forget.

- So, what else is new?
- Ha, ha.

Well, you remember the recipe
and don't worry about the rest.

It will all come back.

"Vicky." That was
the girl's name.

Who was Vicky?

The girl in my dream.

[DOOR CLOSES]

What is that cooking?

We don't know.

Having any luck with your
termite hunt, Father Prestwick?

[SNIFFING]

They seem to be hiding from me.

Out of sight, out of mind.

Our greatest enemy is the
one we cannot see, Marie.

After all,

who knows what secret armies
might be massing for attack

within very foundations upon
which we depend for our support.

My batteries are dead.

I'll be back later.

I have to go to the market for
about ten minutes. You'll be okay?

Yes.

I couldn't have been at the
market more than ten minutes,

and when I came
back, she was gone.

Wherever Lauren went,
she didn't go willingly. Here.

You gonna call the police?

Tell them what, Marie? That
somebody spilled a stew pot?

We have no proof
there was any foul play.

We're not really
certain who this girl is.

Oh, Steve found this newspaper
in Lauren Gail's locker room.

It's an auditioning
guide for local actors.

See, Lauren circled
that right there.

"Open call.

Young actress. Strong improvisation
skills. For short-term role.

High pay. Call
Mr. Olsen, 555-4094."

It's busy.

Whoever this Mr. Olsen guy is,
he obviously hired Lauren to be me.

A substitute for
Sister Stephanie.

- Oh, why you, Sister?
- I don't know.

But it's gotta have something to
do with the girl in Lauren's dream.

Vicky. Lauren said the
girl's name was Vicky.

Vicky? It's ringing.

MAN: Malcolm Rice residence.

Yes. Could I please
speak to Mr. Olsen?

Mr. Bruno Olsen.

I'm Bruno Olsen, who's this?

Oh, I'm so sorry. I think I
have the wrong Bruno Olsen.

That was Bruno Olsen.

Bruno, that's the guy
who tried to kill Lauren.

He works for someone
called Malcolm Rice.

Where have I heard
that name before?

- Got it. I got it.
- You got what?

Frank, Malcolm Rice used
to run in my neighborhood.

He was a hood. He
became a really big deal.

Man, I knew I had
seen that guy before.

Frank, Malcolm Rice is the
guy who came here yesterday

looking for his daughter, Vicky.

Vicky? That's his daughter?

Yes, the girl who was in Lauren's
dream, the one who needed her help.

You think you can find
where this Malcolm Rice lives?

I think my cousin,
Marty, might know.

Father Dowling,
I feel just terrible.

If I'd been here, none of
this would have happened.

I'm glad you weren't here.
You might have been hurt.

MARIE: Well...

[THUMP AND MARIE GASPS]

I'm ready to fumigate, Frank.

What is all this?

Protective suit against
methyl bromide gas, Frank.

Highly poisonous, but quite
effective against the order Isoptera.

Termites, Frank. St. Michael's Rectory
is definitely infested with termites.

I took that sample
insect to my instructor

and he confirmed my
original identification.

Four membranous wings
of almost equal length.

That was the final proof.

Flying ants have
smaller rear wings.

Thank heaven, we
caught it in time. Heh, heh.

Hi, Phil. Frank, I
got the address.

Oh, good.

Father Dowling, now, the
fumigation won't take a long time,

but I'm gonna have
to ask you to leave.

- Fine. Goodbye, Phil.
- Heh.

I have to admit.

I was expecting
more of an argument.

Don't worry.

[MARIE CLEARS THROAT]

STEVE: Look, Frank,
an exterminator truck.

FRANK: Maybe they
have termites too.

We're here to see Mr. Rice.

We're here to see Mr. Rice.

Go tell him.

You got some major bug
problem here or something?

Mr. Rice owns the company.

Best in the city.

You got bugs? We whack them out.

Case closed.

I'll remember that.

[DOOR OPENS]

- You wanted to see Mr. Rice?
- Yes, we do.

He's very busy,
Father. What's it about?

His daughter, Vicky.

STEVE: Yeah, we want to see her.
- You can't.

- Why not?
- She's not here.

Does anyone know where she is?

We know where she
is, she just isn't here.

Well, when is she gonna be here?

When she gets back.

And when will that be?

Later.

Well, would you ask her to
please call Father Dowling

at St. Michael's Rectory
when she returns?

The minute she gets here.

Thank you, Mr. Olsen.

Yeah, thanks, Bruno.

Who told you my name?

Well, Vicky, who else?

Yeah.

[CAR DRIVES AWAY]

- You know I was thinking...
- You were thinking?

I haven't been to church in a while,
I was thinking about going Sunday.

Shut up.

- Why don't they call?
- They'll call.

I told them I'd pay.

It's gonna work out, Mr. Rice.

Who was at the door?

Nobody.

I'm going out.

- Be back in about an hour.
- Fine.

I'll be back.

You know, I really meant what I
said about going to church Sunday.

Shut up.

STEVE: Looks like
we spooked him, Frank.

If I'm right, he's gonna lead
us to Lauren and Vicky Rice.

And if you're wrong?

Oh, ye of little
faith, drive. Drive.

Hello, guys, how's
it going, huh?

Steve, didn't Lauren tell you

that Vicky's father was
having business problems?

She said that some other
company was trying to buy him out,

but that Rice wouldn't sell.

- Maybe it was this company.
- Maybe.

- Do you think the girls are inside?
- Let's hope so.

How are we gonna
get past those workers?

Clothes make the
exterminator, Frank.

FOREMAN: Johnson. JOHNSON: Here.

FOREMAN: Witcell.
Spence. SPENCE: Here.

FOREMAN: Krakaw.
KRAKAW: All right.

FOREMAN: Brenenski.
BRENENSKI: Uh-huh.

FOREMAN: Chernov.

CHERNOV: Yo.
FOREMAN: Relly. Relly.

All right, go
ahead, take a seat.

It will only take a second
here. All right. Keep it down.

Hey, no smoking, no smoking. No.

We got him where
we want him, okay?

BRUNO: He just sits there like
the world is coming to an end.

Maybe it is.

BRUNO: Why don't you
give him a call, Packer?

PACKER: Let him sweat.

He's agreed to sign
his business over.

That will make you
Mr. Exterminator, right?

That's the idea, Bruno, yes.

So give him his daughter.

And just call it a day?

Yeah.

The point is, Bruno, I
wanna make an impression.

See, I don't want any
second thoughts later.

BRUNO: The girls
are okay, aren't they?

PACKER: What do
you think I am, Bruno?

They're on ice next door.

Frank, the girls are here.

Where are they keeping them?

Give me your car keys.

- Frank, you don't know how to drive.
- Steve, just give me the keys, please.

Now, you wait for my signal.

There's a station wagon parked at
the end of the driveway out there?

Just drive it up on the other
side of that door, facing out, huh?

Why would I do that?

Do you ask questions of Mr. Packer
when he gives you an order?

No.

Well, then you get the idea.

Hey, you.

What are you doing?

What do you think I'm doing?

FOREMAN: Who are you?

Who do you think I am?

- Lugman?
- Who else would I be?

What is this, a game show?

Come on, everybody
is waiting for you.

- Did they hurt you?
- No, we're okay.

- Father, this is Vicky Rice.
- Hi.

Are the police here?

Uh, not quite yet.

I'll have you out
of this in a minute.

All right, listen up.

Dr. Lugman is gonna tell
us about the African termite.

If you got any questions, you
save them for the end, all right?

Dr. Lugman?

Termites.

Termites. Ahem.

What do we really
know about termites?

Personally, I've never
met a termite that I liked.

[STEVE CHUCKLES]

But seriously, we're here to
talk about African termites, right?

Okay, how are they different
from American termites?

How are they the same?

What can we do about them?

What should we do about them?

And that's just for openers.

I entered the Order of
St. Margaret last month.

I remember now. You're a nun.

A postulant.

I began to have serious
doubts about continuing.

Why was that?

Do you know my
father's background?

Somewhat.

I didn't know if I was
worthy to become a nun.

So your father wanted to
reassure you, with another nun.

Someone he'd heard of
from his old neighborhood.

- Sister Stephanie. FRANK: Hm.

But Bruno Olsen
double-crossed your father.

He hired an actress, that's you,

as a substitute for
Sister Stephanie,

so he could set
up the kidnapping.

This man, Bruno, said I
was to be her companion.

Sort of a bodyguard.

By the way, how do you
plan on getting us out of here?

Where are the keys?

In the ignition.

Good, good. You can
take the rest of the day off.

What?

You gonna argue with Mr. Packer?

I'm supposed to guard
those two in there.

I'll look after them.

You want me to get Mr. Packer?

No.

The best way to deal
with the African termite

is to use methyl bromo gas.

And for that, you'll need
a special suit and goggles.

Dr. Lugman, that's
all real interesting.

But I think I speak
for the rest of the guys

when I say what we really wanna
know is how do you breed them?

You wanna breed termites?

FOREMAN: Yeah,
that's the whole idea.

Breed them, spread them
around, hire out, kill them.

Mr. Packer calls it "manage
supply and demand."

Excuse me, doctor,

but you're wanted for an emergency
infestation consultation downtown.

Sorry, pest alert. Gotta go.

Hey, wait, Dr. Lugman, what's the
best way to deal with the African termite?

Step on it.

See you.

- Hi.
- The car is outside.

We're gonna walk out of
here as if nothing is wrong.

Let's go.

- Father Dowling, Sister Stephanie?
- Phil, what are you doing here?

I brought in some samples
for analysis. Heh, heh.

- My guess is they're African.
- Frank, we gotta go.

Mr. Packer.

Look what I've got
here. Heh, heh, heh.

Thank you, Father.

Bruno, it looks like we may have
to exterminate all these pests.

Police. Police. Don't move.

- All right, take them
out. COP 1: Right there.

COP 2: Let's go. COP 3: Move it.

Did you really think you
could con me, Bruno?

I thought you were getting soft.

My mistake.

You brought the police here?

That's right. What are
you doing here, Father?

It's a long story.

STEVE: And getting longer.

Let's go home.

Frank, what is going on?

Why have the police
arrested Mr. Packer?

Why, Phil, I thought this sort
of thing was your specialty.

Pest control, Phil.

Pest control.

Well, I still don't believe it.

My first acting job, I get
shot, lose my memory

and almost get murdered.

I'm going back to Nebraska
while I'm still in one piece.

[CAR HORN HONKING]

There's my cab.

- You take care of yourself.
- You too.

- You too.
- Bye.

And thanks.

Goodbye, Father.

Oh. Goodbye, Lauren,
and God be with you.

I hope next time
you have better luck.

She changed her
life just like that.

How about you?

Are you planning any changes?

From the time I was a little
girl, I wanted to be a nun.

But my father was a crook.

Very bad man.

How could I be a nun?

That feeling you had
was God calling you.

You see, we don't go after him.

He comes after us.

Now, where is that fly?

Okay, let me tell you something.

God doesn't care
who our fathers are

or what kind of bad stuff
they've done, you know?

I mean, I should know.

My family...

My family was no
picnic, believe me.

But ever since
I was a little girl,

it's kind of like what
you were talking about,

I just knew that God wanted me.

It's kind of like...

I got an invitation.

You know, I don't know why,

but I'm glad.

I'm really glad.

So now he's invited you.

You gonna turn him down?

No.

I'm gonna go home
and pack my bags.

Pray for me, Sister.

And you pray for me, Sister.

- Thank you.
- You're welcome.

- Bye.
- Bye.

- Oh! Hi. VICKY: Sorry. Bye.

Where's Frank?

[FLY BUZZING]

Father Dowling, I'm in
trouble and I need your help.

What seems to be
the problem, Phil?

[FLY BUZZING]

Well, you remember when I
was going to fumigate the rectory,

but Marie persuaded me not to?

I told you, if you're gonna
smoke up somebody's house,

then go and
fumigate the bishop's.

Exactly.

Oh, you didn't.

The bishop was at a
conference in New York.

I thought it would be a nice
surprise for him when he got back.

But I must have used too
much gas because the carpet,

the curtains, the
wallpaper, Frank,

I didn't realize fabric
would dissolve like that.

They say the smell won't
come out for another two weeks.

So the bishop and most of
the staff have taken some rooms

at a seminary in Evanston,

and I thought that for political reasons,
it would be wise if I didn't join them.

[FLY BUZZING]

[FLY STOPS BUZZING]

STEVE: Ha, ha.

[BOTH LAUGHING]

[FLY BUZZING]