Look at it.
There's dust in my pores.
- It's not funny.
- Yes, it is.
Well, I told you that you shouldn't
hire him. I mean, it's not my fault.
Look, obviously he is never
going to come back and finish the job.
I've tried all week to find someone new.
It's not that easy. You try it.
- Good evening.
- Good evening.
Oh, yeah, I just can't read every day.
I'm awfully pleased to hear you say that.
- He's just so modest.
- Oh, I am modest.
No, I... I think sometimes people...
...worry about the rich man.
You have to worry about the little man.
...people from Mississippi
and Alabama, they tend to...
...and he does not believe
they will get the bill through committee.
Really?
- Really?
- Yeah, they're gonna have a...
...M3.
- What's M3?
It sounds like a missile,
is what it sounds like.
We try to determine what policy
we should take in the situation
- in which we find ourselves.
- I'm not denying that.
- It was such fun, May.
- Oh, thank you.
- Thank you, it was wonderful.
- Good night.
They talked over me
as if I wasn't even there.
Blah-blah-blah,
investment tax credits.
Blah-blah-blah,
the oil depletion allowance.
If you read something
other than the style section,
you might find it interesting.
I'll call Laszlo when we get home.
I'm gonna try him one more time.
All you'll get is the machine.
Yes, Laszlo, it's Rachel.
Rachel Samstat.
Oh, my God. I don't believe it.
Well, I'm fine, thank you.
Don't be so fucking nice.
Where the fuck have you been?
My God.
I'm real... I'm sorry.
Yes, of course I understand.
Oh, God, well, I...
I hope you feel better.
Well, don't...
You know, only if you're up to it.
Don't push things.
You know, whenever you can.
OK. Bye.
What the fuck was that?
- He has cancer.
- Bullshit.
- Mark.
- It's bullshit!
- People don't lie about things like that.
- Contractors lie about everything.
- What'd he say, "I have cancer"?
- Exactly.
Well, he probably meant
that "he" has cancer.
- Who?
- How do I know? Someone.
I don't know. His father.
His father's dead.
We'll go over to his house,
have a look at him.
If he looks OK, I'll kill him.
He has an unlisted address.
- What are you talking about?
- Oh, well, it's the latest thing.
What kind of person
has an unlisted address?
I'll tell you what kind of person.
The kind that doesn't want to be dead.
The kind people are trying
to kill all the time.
- Why are you angry at me for?
- I'm not angry at you.
Then what are you shouting at me for?
Because you're the only one that's here.
I hate it when you get angry.
Oh, Jesus Christ.
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
I'm not angry at you.
I love you.
I'm not angry at you.
We can't have a baby in this.
It'll have asthma before it's a month old.
Well, we'll just have to wait
till we finish the house to have a baby.
If this is your way of telling me
that we've got less than nine months
to finish this renovation,
it's a really weird way of doing it.
Well, we...
We're having a baby. I think.
I think we're having a baby.
- We're having a baby.
- Yeah.
Oh, baby.
Thank you.
Let's...
Let's sing...
...all the songs we know
about babies.
I don't know any songs about babies.
Yes, sir
That's my baby
No, sir, I don't mean maybe
Yes, sir
That's my baby now
Oh, baby, you
Nobody but you
I don't know the rest.
Is you is, or is you ain't my baby?
I really can't stay
But, baby, it's cold outside
I really have to go
But, baby, it's cold outside
This evening has been
- So happy that you dropped...
- So nice
Look out the window at the storm
Bill.
My boy Bill
I will see that he's named after me
I will
My boy Bill will be tall
And as tough as a tree
Will Bill
Like a tree he'll grow
With his head held high
And his feet planted firm
On the ground
And you won't see nobody
Dare to try
To toss him or boss him around
No baggy-eyed
Beer-bellied bully
Will boss him around
I don't give a damn what he does
As long