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♪ And if you threw a party

♪ Invited everyone you knew

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Blanche, help me.

I'm looking for
a vacation spot
for Sophia.

Oh, good.
She might as well
go on vacation.

She doesn't
do anything
around here.

Oh, that's not true.
She tries very hard.

Look. She's been
cleaning that spot
for an hour.

Sophia.

(whirring)

Sophia.

Sophia.

Huh? What?

Honey, why don't you
go on up to your room

if you're going
to sleep?

I'm not sleeping.
I'm taking a nap.

(chuckles) What's
the difference?

Big difference.
You never hear
anyone say,

"She went peacefully
in her nap."

Come here.

Sit down right here.

How does
this sound?

"Lie down on
the peaceful shores
of lake Michigan.

Quiet surroundings,
tree‐lined walkways."

It was just a nap.
I don't need
a burial plot.

I'm alive.
I'm alive.

We're not going
to bury you.

We just want you
to take vacation.

Oh, forget it.
I remember
my last vacation.

Dorothy said we were
going to club med.

Turns out
she was taking me
to Shady Pines, club dead.

Blanche and I
have already
talked about this.

Now, the hotel
is pretty quiet
this week.

Rose is right, darling.
You've been
awful tired lately.

This way
you'll come back
rejuvenated.

I don't need a rest.

Will you stop treating me
like an old woman?

Do I treat you
like a deluded,
middle‐aged tart?

Yes.

All right then,
carry on.

Honey, the rest of us
can easily split up

the little bit of work
you do around here.

Little bit of work.
I hardly have
enough fingers

to count
all the things
I do around here.

Really?
Why don't you
give it a try?

I...pick...up...

all...the...
spare...change...

in...the...couch.

I think we'll manage.

‐Hey, Roland. What's up?
‐Hey, Chuy,

Have you ever had
corporate headhunters
come after you,

offer you like
a really great job
for really big money?

Yeah, I had
an international corporation
after me once.

Other than
the House of Pancakes.

No.

Look, this guy from
the Carlton Hotel chain
just took me out to dinner.

They want
to hire me, man.

Wow. That sounds
really big.

Yeah, it's kind of cool.

I'm not gonna take the job,
but it was really flattering.

Ah. Hey, you know what
you should do?

Tell the ladies about this
and force them to
give you a raise.

No, man,
I'm not going to put them in
a squeeze play like that.

And I don't want you
to say anything about it

cause you know how
the ladies worry
all right.

Okay.
My lips are seals.

(imitates seal barking)

Come on,
be serious, man.
You got to promise.

Okay, I promise.
(grunts)

Cross my heart,
hope to die,

stick a needle
in my eye.

Jab a fork
right through my nose,

sever both
my little toes.

Run a chainsaw
through my thighs,

pull my colon
out my eyes.

Chuy, Chuy!

I'll do my best.

Okay?

Sophia.

Sophia.

Can't you see
I'm busy?

I'm 16 cents away
from a Slurpee.

‐(panting)
‐What is it, Rose?

She's trying
to tell us something.

What is it, girl?
Timmy is stuck
in a well?

We are in big trouble.

I was just downtown

and I saw Roland
having lunch

with the owner
of the Carlton Hotel.

So?

So?

Blanche, Roland's going
to leave us.

Blanche: Oh, he is not.

Why else would he be
having lunch with
that man?

Uh, Chuy,

do you know anything
about this?

Well...
(clears throat)

I promised I wouldn't
say anything.

All right.
I guess I can give
you guys one clue.

Roland's been
offered a job at
a really good hotel.

Oh, we're never
going to guess this.

Look, I'm afraid if you guys
don't do something,
you're going to lose him.

Roland would never
even dream of leaving
the Golden Palace.

I don't know about that.

This is a great opportunity,

more money,
paid vacation,
excellent benefits,

more money.

He's really excited
about the opportunity.

Well, maybe we should
give him a raise.
He deserves it.

We cannot afford
a raise right now.

And frankly, I'm shocked
that he'd think about
going someplace else.

I consider this
a personal affront.

Oh, Blanche, of course
Roland has to think about
his own career.

We just have
to find the money
for that raise.

There must be something
we could sell
in the hotel.

Perfect.
Then we're agreed.

We'll sell something
in the hotel.

Wait a minute.
What about me?

Well, I don't think
men are gonna pay
for something

they already
are getting for free.

Rose, I meant
what about asking
my opinion?

(gasps)
Oh, I'm sorry.

Well, of course.

Blanche, do you
honestly think

anybody would pay
to sleep with you?

I'm talking
about the situation
with Roland, Rose.

We can't afford
to keep him just by
selling some furniture.

There must be something
we're spending money on here
that we don't need.

Maybe we better just let
nature take its course
on that one.

Oh, Sophia.
Have you looked into
making airline reservations

for your vacation?

Forget it.
I'm not going.

Besides, I saw
that movie Alive.

My plane goes down,
I'm brunch.

No offense, Sophia,

but you're about
the only thing
I can think of

that wouldn't taste
better on a Ritz.

(both laughing)

I'm sorry, honey.
You have to go
on a vacation.

That's that.

What if something happens
at the hotel and you need me?

We're not gonna
need you.

Fine, you want me to go
on a vacation, I'll go
on a vacation.

Good, honey.
And we're right
about this. You'll see.

You're gonna have
the time of your life.

I sure am.

(chuckles)

(ding)

Checking in.

‐What?
‐What?

Come on. Move it.
I want to get out
to the pool.

I'm losing the sun.

You're staying here?

You said I had
to go on vacation.
You didn't say where.

Now, give me a key.

Sophia, you already have
a key to your room.

I'm not staying
in that hole.

I want the penthouse...

and a video
of Don Ameche
in Cocoon.

Mama wants
some eye candy.

Now, this is terrible.

Well, it is her vacation.

If she wants
to spend it here,
it's her decision.

Oh, it's not that.
Don't you remember
what happened

the last time
she went into
the pool?

Oh, it wasn't that bad.

She made a game out
of diving for her teeth.

Those kids had
a good time.

Besides, they brush
regularly now.

Hey, ladies. (chuckles)

Here's Roland.

Remember you said
you wanted
to talk to him?

Oh, yes, Chuy,
as a matter of fact
we did.

Roland,
you've been working
really hard lately.

Yes, he has,
and it's very good
of you to notice.

Excuse me, Chuy.
I hope this isn't about what
we were discussing yesterday.

What? I don't know what
you're talking about.

I don't either.

I don't know anything.

Boy, there's a tattoo
for your forehead.

Look, Roland,
I don't want to play

‐this game.
‐Game?

‐Chuy told us about your offer.
‐Chuy did what?

He also told us you went out
to lunch with those people
from the Carlton.

Oh, man,
you promised me.

(chuckles)

Well, look,
it's no big deal.

We're glad he told us.

We'll work something out.

We just have to find
some more money for you.

‐No, it's not about the money.
‐Wait, wait. Forget it.

Now, Rose, I told you
I'd think about this.

Here's what
I've come up with.

Roland, even if
we had the money,

I wouldn't
give it to you.

You went behind my back,

and entertained an offer
from another hotel.

I don't think things
are gonna work out here.

‐Blanche, what are you‐‐
‐I'm sorry, Roland.

You're fired.

‐Rose: What?
‐Blanche...

Blanche, wait a minute.
You can't do this.

Wait. I'm‐‐

Let me tell you
something, Blanche.

I'm fired?

Oh, man, I didn't mean
for this to happen.

Man, I gotta
go in there
and talk to her.

I'm sorry, man.
It's employees only.

Thank you, Mr. Farrell.
We'll let you know.

Well, now,
he wasn't so bad.

Oh, please.

Blanche, I don't think

someone whose last job
was makeup man
at a morgue

has the types
of people skills
we need for a manager.

Maybe you're right.

And I didn't like
that remark he made
about my makeup.

He said your makeup
was perfect.

I know.

Ooh.

We have interviewed
16 people

to replace somebody
we never should've lost
in the first place.

Please don't start again.

I could just
strangle you
for firing Roland.

That's water under
the bridge, Rose.

Now let's see
this last applicant.

‐Next.
‐Hi. Chuy Castillos,

Managerial candidate
number 17.

You can't be the manager.

You're our chef.

Hey, I don't want to be
stuck in the kitchen
all my life.

I have goals.
I have ambitions.

Like what?

Well,
on a personal level,

I'd like to date
that girl from
The Crying Game.

I didn't
get her name.
I left early,

but boy, was she hot.

All right.
Let's get this
over with.

‐(clears throat)
‐Says here you're
a brown man.

Actually,
I prefer Chicano,
but, uh...

Yes, I am
a brown man.

No. It says here you went
to Brown University

in September of '73.

Oh, yeah, yeah, I did.

But it doesn't say
when you left.

2:00 a. m.,
the next morning.

She had
an early class,
and I had a‐‐

I'm sorry, Chuy.

You're just not
the right person
for this job.

No, I'm not.

Roland was
the right person,
but he's not here, is he?

Oh, man,
how could this day
possibly get any worse?

Well, if you need me,
I'll be catching the end
of The Crying Game.

Boy, that girl
had it all. Oh.

You know,
I never thought
I'd say this,

but we could sure use
Sophia's help.

Maybe we could
get her to cut
her vacation short.

I mean, Miami isn't
that big a city.

How long
could she possibly
keep herself amused?

(laughs)

(laughs)

I could
do this all day.

Here, Sophia,
honey, listen.

We've been taken
by surprise.

We have too many guests
and not enough help.

I'm on vacation.

I know, but we're
in deep trouble.

Rooms need cleaning.
Meals need fixing.
We need your help.

Oh, now you need me.

What happened to,
"Oh, Sophia, we can
get along without you?"

Well, obviously,

we didn't count on
Roland leaving

and...and being so busy.

Will you help us?

Well, maybe
if you how me

how much it really
means to you,
I'll consider it.

Well, what do
we have to do?

Beg.

All right. Okay.

I'm begging, please.

‐Oh, please.
‐Kiss my hand.

Okay.

Now...a dance.

Sophia.

Rose.

Ah, go to hell.
I'm on vacation.
I'm staying on vacation.

And I want
my room cleaned.

We cleaned
your room
twice today.

When did
you get so picky?

When I started
paying for the room.

And Rose, did you get
the smudge off
my window?

I scrubbed and scrubbed.

I'm starting to think
it's the horizon.

I don't care what it is.
It's ruining the view.

(laughs)

We wouldn't be in this mess
if you hadn't fired Roland.

And all over
a little money.
That is so selfish.

Selfish? Rose,
I want you to know

it's the most unselfish thing
I've ever done in my life.

I only did it
for his own good.

What?

Oh, come on. You know
we can't offer him

the kind
of opportunities
the Carlton can.

So you forced him
to leave.

Blanche, that was
his decision to make.

One he never
would've made.

He would've sacrificed
his whole future for us.
Trust me.

Well...

I hope you did
the right thing.

I did.

I know we'll miss him,
but, now, thanks to me,

Roland's on his way
to a brilliant career

at a beautiful hotel.

(rumbling)

(laughing)

Well...
the Carlton Hotel
wouldn't take you,

so now
you're right back
where you started

ten years ago
working for me.

(laughs) Pick up
those bikes.

Hey, Roland.

What do you want, man?

I wanted
to apologize, man.

If I hadn't blabbed
to the ladies,

they probably
wouldn't have
fired you.

Probably?

Of course
they wouldn't have, Chuy.

Sorry, man.
It'll never
happen again.

Anyways,
I called over
at the Carlton,

and they said that
you didn't get the job.
What happened, man?

Well, the Carlton's
not real big

on hiring people
who've just been fired.

I wish I knew how
they found out, though.

Yeah, that is weird.

Oh, man,
you told them,
didn't you?

Okay, but really,

that's the last time
it'll ever happen,
I swear.

Well, how'd you know
I was here anyway?

Well, you once told me
the door was always open
at your first job.

Just failed to mention
there was no front door
at your first job.

Well, this may not be
the classiest place
in the world,

but I at least I get
my fair share of respect.

Hey, Wilson,
this seat's
still sucky.

Where'd you learn
to fix bikes?

Toon Town?

Take this bike
instead, okay.

And go really fast.

Hey, man,
I'm worried about you.

Aren't you worried about
what this is gonna do
to your hearing?

Oh, yeah, That was
a great game, man.

Look, man, I got you
into this mess,

and I'm gonna make sure
you get your job back
at the hotel.

Look, forget it.
Blanche fired me.

I'm not gonna go
crawling back
to get my job.

I don't even
want you to tell them
you saw me.

Chuy, you got
to promise me, man.

I promise.

Hey, bash my head off
with my spleen‐‐

Chuy, Chuy,
Chuy, look.

Every time
you open your mouth,

I drop another rung
on the food chain.

Now, you say
anything about this,

and I'm going
to kill you.

My lips are sealed.

I'll see ya.

‐Well?
‐Well what?

Did you see Roland?

I‐I can't say.

Oh, come on, now.
we know you saw him.

What's his job like?
Is the hotel beautiful?

I'm sworn to secrecy.

Is he wearing
a beautiful suit?

Does he have a lot
of employees
under him?

Stop it. Stop it.

We're going to
keep badgering you

‐till you tell us.
‐Badgering?

Badgering? I don't need
your stinking badgering.

Look, I made
a promise to Roland

and this time
I'm going to keep it.

What is taking Chuy
so long?

Could he possibly
not be telling them
that I'm in hell?

(rumbling)

I'm sorry, ladies.
I learned my lesson.
This safe cannot be cracked.

‐(exhales)
‐Well, all I can say is

I sure miss
the little sweetheart.

Oh, boy, me too. You know,
you just never know

how much you're going
to miss somebody
till they're gone.

You can
say that again.

Oh, what the hell?

Good news, everybody.
I'm back from vacation.

Yeah, that's nice.

Have no fear.
Petrillo is here.

Good to hear.

She's tan,
she's rested,

she's ready
to crack wise.

Who, you say?

‐Sophia, that's who.
‐Fine.

I though you said
you missed me.

What do I have to do
to get some attention
around here,

a cartwheel?

Okay, here goes.

But I should warn you.

I'm not wearing underwear.

Sophia, we weren't
talking about you.

Can't you see
we're a little
depressed?

(scoffs)
You're depressed?

How do you think
Roland feels?

Working at
the bike shack
at the airport

is no day at the bea...

What?

Oops.

But you said
he was at the Carlton.

Well, they didn't hire him
because you fired him.

I only fired him
so they'd hire him.

Oh, Rose,
Chuy, come on.

We got to get
down there.

My gosh.

Go ahead. The hotel's
in good hands.

I'll man the desk.

(blowing harmonica)

(airplane whirring)

DC‐10.

Yep. When you spend
hours on your back,

you get to know
these things.

Oh, DC‐10.

Yep.

Hi, R‐Roland?

Rose, Blanche...

How'd you guys know
I was here?

‐I told them.
‐(scoffs)

The man is a sieve.

Oh, Roland, I think
he prefers Chicano.

Roland, look,
the only reason
I fired you

is 'cause
I didn't want
to stand in the way

of your career
at the Carlton.

So you can't be mad at me
'cause I was only
trying to help.

Oh, so it's okay
to destroy my life
and totally humiliate me

as long as you have
good intentions,
is that it?

Well, yeah. Isn't that
what I just said?

So will you come back?

No. I‐I don't know.

I kind of like it here.
I mean, this is
a great job.

Oh, come on, man.
Don't you think spending
all day in this little shack

might make you crazy
from lack of
human contact?

Not at all.

Hey, don't lean
on Tanya.
Come on.

Oh, Roland,
I really am sorry.

You got
to believe that.

We'll do anything
to get you back.

‐Anything?
‐Anything.

Beg me.

Okay.
Please come back.

‐Kiss my hand.
‐(chuckles)

And now...

the funky chicken.
Get down.

Roland.

Okay, okay.
Sophia called,

and she told me
to make you crawl

before I gave in.

Does this mean
you'll be back?

Can we go now?

‐Yes!
‐Oh!

That makes me
so happy.

I missed you so much.

Yeah, I missed you, too.
Do you know what?

I think I even missed
your St. Olaf stories.

Really?

Oh...

Well, we can fix that.

Did I ever tell you
the story of...

of Leon Truedenstuter?

I'll race you
to the car.

You got it.

It's their loss. This is
a wonderful story.

Could you wait one second
before you start, Rose?

Sure.

Okay, go ahead. Now.

Well, Leon had just...

(airplane whirring)

(rumbling)

Hey, good news,
everybody.

I think I found a way
to make more money
for the hotel.

Hey, that's great.

Yeah. If it all works out,
Roland can have
that raise.

Wait, how'd you
do that?

Oh, Roland, you're
underestimating this girl.

Blanche is
a shrewd investor.

Has a brilliant
financial mind.

Actually, I found it
in the sofa. (chuckles)

No. I just found
some ways
to cut corners.

Oh, you guys
are too much.

I'm glad
if you're happy.

I didn't want you
throwing away
a good opportunity

‐to come back here.
‐Oh, no. Not at all.

In fact, I've implemented
a few ideas I picked up
over there.

Hypothetically,
let's say I just bit
some kid on the leg.

Could they sue?

(clears throat)

Um, listen,
I don't know
how to tell you this,

but a corporate headhunter

has approached me
with a big‐paying job

at a hotel
that, I'm afraid,
must remain nameless,

and, well,
being the loyal
employee that I am,

I wanted to tell you.

The big raise
they're offering me
is really not an issue.

I just wanted
to ask you
what I should do.

all: Take it.

Come on, guys.

Come on.
Give me a raise.

Please. Come on.
Come on.

Please. Come on.

A little bitty one.

Please!