pimping?
There's no telling where
you're taking me now.
I'll take you
to the Dobbs House...
to get us
some eggs and some coffee.
Sure. Sure.
Well, the Dobbs House
is not where I want to go.
Mary Tate?
Mary Tate?
How's that foot of yours?
It's OK.
Let me take a look at it.
Does this hurt here
when I do that?
A little.
Here, relax your foot.
Did you know
every part of the foot...
corresponds
to a part of the body?
Did you know that?
Here's your spine right here.
Feel that?
And your lungs over here.
And here's your liver.
You may not be able
to feel this, but that's it.
That's your liver.
Where's my mouth?
It's right here.
Hey...
you lied to me.
What?
You told me
you was a businessman.
Shoot.
You ain't no businessman.
You look like some kind
of white hunter to me.
Oh, those.
You really like
the way you look, huh?
That's about all I've got
to show for the last two years.
Those were all new experiences.
I just hung those pictures
up there...
to remember
what getting them was like.
Oh.
You understand, don't you?
I think I can handle it.
Excuse me, sir.
Oh, no.
William, it's all right.
This is Mary Tate Farnsworth.
How about some breakfast?
In bed, sir?
Well, no, we'll have it
in the dining room for a change.
Yes, sir.
What's the deal
between you and Joe?
There ain't no deal.
What does that mean?
I kind of got the impression
he set this whole thing up.
Oh, you think so.
Well, nobody sets me up.
Breakfast is ready, Mr. Blake!
Joe and I lived together once,
that's all.
- No brothers?
- Nope.
- No sisters?
- No.
Cousins?
I've got 137 cousins.
Where do they all fit
at Christmas time?
They all live around here,
up in the hill here.
Downtown we call this
the mountain.
I know.
How'd your folks die?
They were on their way
to North Carolina...
in my father's plane.
Pilot flew into a mountain
in the fog.
I was camped up
on Pyramid Peak...
at the time in the Rockies.
They were dead for two weeks...
before my uncle
finally located me.
And then I moved in here
in November.
How come you need
such a big place?
Well, I don't.
It's... it's just that...
it's been in the family
for so long...
And you don't know what
to do with it, do you?
No.
William, I'm sorry.
It was a mistake.
Everything's fine.
The biscuits still warm, sir?
Everything's fine.
Listen, he's working on it.
Now, that much I know.
But he hasn't
actually bought it yet, huh?
I don't know. I haven't seen him
in a couple of days.
He might've been out of town.
It's been ten days, see...
and we got this architect
over in Atlanta...
keeps billing us...
just like he don't know
who Craig Blake is.
Now, all of us know...
Ol' Craig is slicker
than snot on a doorknob.
But if he's having any trouble
with that dude...
you tell him.
If that's what the problem is...
we could help out some way.
Yeah, I'll tell him.
You do that, Hal.
Deal up there, Walter Jr.
Five-card stud.
Same as what we were playing.
I was winning.
I'm anted up.
My red's right there.
Give me a good hand,
will you, Walt Jr.?
I'm tired of losing.
You didn't eat
your fortune cookie.
I never read
my fortune cookies.
Give it to me, then,
I want it.
No. It's mine.
I save them. Don't.
I have a whole trunkful of
Chinese fortune cookies at home.
When I'm old, one day
I'm gonna open them all up...
and see how my life turned out.
Hey, Swamp...
Baby, come here.
Come over here.
Look at that picture...
on the second floor,
right there in the middle.
- You like that?
- Yeah, I do.
Just wait right there, sugar.
What you mean, wait?
Hello?
Hello?
Hey, friend...
what do you call that action?
Trying to take
a painting off a wall.
I'd tend to call it stealing.
It's not stolen yet.
What did you do,
rivet it on here?
I can't get security.
Damn switchboard's closed.
You're working late, aren't you?
There we go.
Who the hell are you, anyway?
You can't be a burglar.
There's