pretend she isn't there.
Oh, my God.
This looks like Maggie the Cat.
I don't believe this!
He's going in!
??[ Man Singing In French ]
They're gonna do it!
They're gonna do it!
Son, out here
in the wilderness,
a woman's got to do
what a woman's got to do.
Hey, Chris.
How's it going?
Ah, thanks. That's nice.
Well, have a seat.
Relax.
So I went ice fishing this morning
out on Lake Katilak.
Boy, the ice is thick.
It took me about half an hour
just to drill through.
Half the town
must be out there.
Animals.
[ Exhales ]
Would you like a drink?
Yes? No?
Well--
Okay. I guess
we should get started.
""You don't have
to do this.''
I know. But I want to.
Honest. Really.
I do.
For you, for the town,
for Fleischman.
Thanks. I don't feel beautiful.
I feel, uh, ridiculous.
Okay, no more notes, Chris.
No more notes. No more notes.
Okay?
[ Chuckles ]
All right, well,
here we go.
Ready?
Okay.
Oh, God.
I'm sorry, Chris.
I can't do this.
Call me a wimp,
call me a prude.
I-I-I-I, uh--
God, I'd love to help you,
but I just-- I can't.
I can't. Sorry.
No, no, no. Wait.
I refuse to give him
the satisfaction.
Well, she's amoral.
That's all there is to it.
She'll do anything.
How did I convince myself
that she might actually have
a shred of moral decency?
Come on, son.
You're overreacting.
She's just doing her bit
to, uh, pull our town together.
This isn't a civics class, Maurice.
We're talking cheap thrills here.
The lowest of low.
Brute jungle behavior.
Okay. I can't sleep with you.
Nothing personal.
But, uh, we'll think of something.
There's got to be a way.
All right.
You can't get your voice back
unless I give it to you, right?
And I'm the only one
who can save you, right?
Do you believe that?
I'm going to give your voice
to you now.
??[ Continues ]
[ All Chattering ]
[ Woman ]
Did you get your voice back?
Wow.
[ All Cheering ]
Cheers? They're cheering?
What is this,
an Olympic event?
[ Snoring ]
Ed.
Ed.
- I have to go now.
- Go where?
Back.
Oh. Right.
But I still don't know
who my parents are.
I'm sorry, Ed.
I never had this kind of trouble
with a search before.
I wish I could have
been more helpful.
Oh, that's okay.
You're just a spirit, not a god.
You did the best you could.
- I let you down.
- Oh, no. I feel better.
- You do?
- Oh, yeah. I'm glad you came.
You've got friends, Ed.
That's a lot.
You're gonna be all right.
just remember to keep
your eyes on the road.
It will lead you
where you want to go.
So long, Ed.
[ Door Opens ]
[ Door Shuts ]
Hi, Maurice.
Shelly.
What's the matter?
Shelly, do you remember
when I brought you up here
from Dawson City?
I sure do.
You swept me right off my feet
into that big Cadillac of yours, Maurice.
That was some day.
Yeah, I thought I was in love,
but I guess I wasn't.
Huh?
Well, everybody feels pain
when they fall in love, Shelly.
I didn't feel any pain.
Uh, I was happy.
I felt pain.
You did?
I had cramps, remember?
I had to lie down in back
for practically the whole trip.
You kept stopping
and getting me more Maalox
and Pepto-Bismol,
but it didn't help one bit.
It didn't, did it?
I had a headache too.
You did?
Uh, bad one?
Terrible.
By the time we got here,
I thought I was gonna have
some kind of brain seizure.
Why didn't you ever
tell me this before?
Well, I didn't want to spoil
your good time, Maurice.
I have to get this stuff
out front before it gets cold.
Maybe I didn't get to you, Maurice,
but you sure got to me.
I was sick as a dog
half the time we were together.
After my recent brush with voicelessness,
I thought I'd share with you...
a few thoughts about speech.
Don't take it lightly, my friends.
If music is the pathway to the heart,
as Voltaire suggested,
then speech is the pathway
to other people.
Live in silence,
and you live alone.
[ Knocking ]
??[ FolksyJazz ]
Hey, Chris.
Hey.
Thought I'd drop by and see
how the old