has no rhythm either.
There's nothing to it.
All right.
Right.
More bend in the knee.
There you go. All right.
What's the chant again?
Keep practising. I'll be right back.
As the mayor of Cicely,
I've been asked to call this town meeting
to air our concerns and misgivings
over the direction that has been taken
by our radio station
since Chris Stevens was fired.
Now, uh, Maurice
has been big enough to come here so, uh,
Maurice, why don't you just come up here
and say what you want to say?
I was pleased and happy to join you
in this little get-together.
I know we're going through trying times.
One of our own, Chris Stevens,
made a mistake and he has to pay for it.
Now you all know me as a regular guy.
I can take a joke just like anybody else.
But a breach is a breach.
That being said,
I would love to hear any of your ideas
on how we can make
the new, improved KBHR...
Is that Shirley's hand up?
Shirley, how are you tonight?
I've got a petition with 376 signatures
demanding you bring Chris Stevens back.
Yeah!
All right.
Thank you, Shirley.
I'm sick and tired of Porgy and Bess.
We're sick of Carousel.
We're sick of Brigadoon.
We're sick of Kiss Me Kate.
- We're sick of show tunes.
- Yeah!
We're sick of your book-reading
and your stupid jokes.
We're sick of your boring voice.
Get off the air.
We want Chris Stevens!
We want Chris!
We want Chris!
All right, let's get one thing clear here.
You're not talkin'
to your ordinary breed of man here.
If you think that I'm gonna be
intimidated, pushed or threatened
by pressure tactics from an ungrateful
mob, you've got another thing coming.
KBHR is my radio station.
And if I want to play Porgy and Bess
till the cows come home,
that's what I'll do.
Church dismissed!
Anku?
Hello? I think I've got the steps down.
- Morning, Dr Fleischman.
- Hold it. What does that sign say?
Is this a trick question?
It says "closed". "Closed" means closed.
Come back in a couple of hours.
Let me eat my stale doughnut in peace,
please.
- What?
- What did Uncle Anku say?
- He told you I came to see him?
- No.
Then how'd you know?
I thought maybe you bein'
such a nice guy...
What? And what?
Well, you know,
that you couldn't handle the guilt.
Guilt?
Hey, I'm finished with your uncle.
You know what he told me?
He wanted to teach me to dance,
only I gotta bring my own records.
Then he excused himself
and left me holding my PDR.
- He pulled that one on you?
- Yeah, he did.
- So what do we do now?
- What do we do now?
We are out of it now.
Look, let me try and explain
medical procedure to you, Ed.
OK.
If I were in New York City,
I would be in my climate-controlled,
fully-equipped East Side office,
three, maybe four days a week.
Patients would appear,
I would examine them, treat them,
then I would send them a bill. And in
return they would send me a lot of money.
Now, I'm not in New York
and I'm not playin' in Yankee Stadium,
but the game's still the same
and the rules still apply:
Doctors do not chase patients.
House calls, like bottled milk,
are a thing of the past.
Joel.
Ed.
Hello, Maurice.
Sign says "closed", Ed.
I understand.
So, we'll finish this when you're open.
No, Ed, we won't. We are finished.
Place is comin' along.
Nice coat of paint on that wall.
Floor's, uh,
not too soft.
- How are your sockets, son?
- My sockets? They're fine.
Uh-huh, yeah. That's good.
Yeah!
I see you cleaned up
these droppings in here.
- What's on your mind, Maurice?
- Come on in, son.
Sit down.
I didn't see you
at the town meeting last night.
I got stood up by an Indian.
Oh.
We haven't known each other
very long, Joel,
but I've come to enjoy our dialogues
over the past couple of weeks.
In some ways, I think of us as kindred
spirits. I hope you feel the same.
You nearly blew my head off
in a rowboat with a shotgun.
Oh, that.