Nope, it's all over.
No more cars, no more yachts.
No more houses. The party is over!
Why are you doing this?
Because you didn't marry Susan!
But lots of people didn't marry Susan.
I mean, that guy over there,
he didn't even take her out to dinner.
-Let's get him and beat the shit out of him.
-Now you can get your money back.
Just get a divorce and marry my little girl.
She still loves you,
although I can't imagine why.
But eventually, you'll come around.
You're soft, you're pathetic.
You wouldn't last 24 hours
without money.
Seriously, why did you want to see me?
No. We're all finished talking.
I'm going back to the yacht club.
You know, I'd ask you to join me...
but there's a $15 cover charge,
and you can't afford it.
Hello! Hi, honey!
We're poor!
We're white trash, Linda !
Linda, we're bankrupt!
Linda, there's a bleak fiscal outlook.
Linda?
Greta, have you seen my wife?
-Destitute woman about this tall.
-Mr. Bach.
I think she's in where they're redecorating.
Hello, darling.... Sorry, you're too tall.
Hi, darling.
I'm so glad you're home.
This will be so wonderful.
Look, I wanted to wait
before I made a final decision.
-But I'm really leaning towards the peach.
-Yeah, me, too.
If it's a girl. Now, if it's a boy, look at this.
They're all good, but the robin's egg blue
is the best, don't you think?
I'm gonna put a neutral carpet
and a big picture of Hobson on that wall.
-That'll be nice.
-Arthur, you know something?
You can teach a baby to read
at 8 months old.
Listen to this. All right.
''The period from one to five.''
Hold it. How much will all this cost?
How much?
Arthur, I've never heard you say that.
-You all right?
-No, I'm great.
I've just heard some wonderful news.
We're going to inherit the earth.
Good, dear. I'll get that.
Hello? Yes.
Yeah. Ricky, it's for you. Thank you.
Now, what are you talking about?
Speak English. We're in America.
Okay, but I must insist
you hold your applause till the end.
All right.
-Burt Johnson.
-Burt Johnson?
Burt Johnson has seized control
of my family's company.
He's forcing them to cut me off
until I divorce you and marry Susan.
-What's for dinner?
-Lasagna.
-What do you mean? Can he do that?
-Apparently he has.
Excuse me, Mrs. Bach.
I'm sorry, that was the office.
It seems as though
there's a problem with your credit.
-I guess he can do that.
-I'm sure it's a mistake.
-Victor, Vincent, let's....
-I'll call you tomorrow, okay?
-Great.
-Thanks a lot. Thank you. Bye.
Nice boys, I think.
Arthur, this is crazy.
What are we gonna do?
We? No.
Thank you so much. Good-bye.
Do have a nice life.
Susan and I would love
to have you over sometime.
Honey, come here.
Tell me exactly what happened.
I mean, slowly and calmly...
exactly what we're talking about.
I mean, we're talking about our home?
Our cars?
-Not your trust fund?
-Everything.
Everything was in the company's name.
-But you know what the worst thing is?
-What?
I hate lasagna.
Excuse me, I have to lay down.
It's nice down here. I can understand
why all the little worms come down here.
-Bloody hell.
-Honey?
Think we'll ever look back on this
and laugh?
-No.
-No.
Arthur, what about the baby?
Mrs. Canby said
that the money doesn't matter.
Yeah. She did, didn't she?
-Yeah.
-I guess that's true.
Yeah, it is. I just hope
the security guard at the 7-Eleven...
feels the same way.
Listen. Deep down inside,
don't you feel just a little bit relieved?
Yeah. I do, actually. I feel relieved...
of $750 million.
Yeah, I still got it, haven't I?
-I'll say.
-Yeah.
The hell with them.
We're gonna be fine, Arthur.
-Yeah.
-We are, honestly.
Look, you taught me how to be rich, right?
I'll teach you how to be poor.
It's really easy. It's exactly the same thing.
You just do it in fewer rooms.
Look, lesson number one.
Hold on, now.
Yeah. This is how poor people
comfort each other.
And now this is how
poor