case we want to eat next week.
Make yourself useful, honey.
Cut along the dotted line.
Dotted line?
About that house in Fort Lauderdale....
Arthur, I don't want you
to get the wrong idea.
I mean, I just didn't love you
for your money.
No, I appreciate that, Ralph.
I loved you for your father's money!
God! I'm sorry. I'll be all right. Excuse me.
I apologize. Excuse me.
God, no.
Oh, God! Why me?
Dad.
-Hiya.
-Oops. What'll it be?
Give me two poached eggs on rye,
and make that toast well-done.
Yeah, you got it.
Two Adam and Eve on rye.
Sink them and then burn them.
All right!
You must have waitressed before.
Yeah. About five years ago.
Speaking of five years,
where's my English muffin?
-Coming.
-It's just an English muffin.
What did I do, stump the chef?
Stump the chef. That's very funny.
You're a very funny little customer.
It's coming.
Hi. What'll it be?
I only got $4.00. What do you recommend?
I recommend a cup of coffee
and a $3.00 tip.
I'm only kidding. I'll get you the meat loaf.
You'll love it.
One Alpo special. It's coming.
-You married?
-Yeah.
God. I wish I were.
What does your husband do?
Actually, today he's out looking for a job.
What did he used to do?
Everything. Except look for a job.
Where's that English?
-You got it.
-Thanks.
What, no butter? No jelly?
You should have ordered the meat loaf.
There you go.
As they say in the West,
don't let your meat loaf.
-Hi.
-Hi.
Susan, hi.
Goodness, you're looking tall.
Quite tall.
Taller than I remember. Statuesque.
Amazonian, really.
-I've been expecting you.
-No. Don't say that.
Susan, we have to talk.
I want you to know that...
I don't hate you
for what you did to me, Arthur.
-I could never hate you.
-No.
Thanks to Dr. Lyman,
I've worked through all those emotions.
-You're seeing a psychiatrist?
-I'm down to three times a week.
Arthur, there's a big Christmas party
on my father's yacht next week.
It would be the perfect time
to announce our re-engagement.
I still have the ring.
No. Put that away.
Linda? You're Susan. Listen...
Linda thinks I'm out looking for a job.
But I'm not.
I'm here asking you to call your father off.
Call him off? But why?
Arthur, we were happy, weren't we?
Sure we were. Then we met.
That was a joke.
But, of course, there's no way for you
to have known that.
I married Linda because
I wanted to spend my life with her.
I love her.
She's not right for you, Arthur.
She's not one of us.
And if it takes what Daddy's doing
to make you see that...
well then, so be it.
Susan...
you're such an asshole.
I'm a woman who knows what she wants.
I always get what I want, Arthur.
-Why not?
-And what I want is you.
Yeah.
Okay, you scrape with a penny.
You could win $1 million with this.
-Win $1 million?
-$1 million.
So that means if I won 750 of those,
I'll be back where I started, right?
Let's just take them
one at a time, all right?
-Okay.
-All right. Here we go.
-See, nothing matches. You lose.
-Wait a minute.
Are you scratching the right side?
-Doesn't matter. Six or nine--
-You have three on both sides.
If they match, don't you get something?
Hold it!
All right, here we go.
What is it?
It's free. Look, it's nutritious. It's delicious.
I brought it home from the diner.
It's meat loaf, Dad.
I'm only asking in case
I have to describe it later to a doctor.
Until either one of you
brings home a paycheck...
I don't want to hear any complaints.
How's the job hunting going?
Good. I've seen about five people--
I need a rйsumй first of all, and--
Hold it! God, this is some family.
Every year, the two of you
get more and more alike.
All right, we ready?
Arthur, you need
some mashed potatoes. Here.
-I do?
-Yes. They're good for you.
We're set.
You say the blessing, Arthur.
Blessing?
Yeah. Just tell us
something you're thankful for.
I'm thankful
I got the smallest piece of meat loaf.
It's a magical night.
Who could that be?