voice was doing.
- Oh, it's fine, thanks.
- Good. Good. Medically speaking.
- Any requests?
- What?
- You know.
- Oh, no, no. Thanks.
So--
[ Chuckles ]
You got your voice back.
Yep. Loud and clear.
All because you--
How was it? Uh, she?
Does she moan?
Never mind.
Forget I asked.
It's personal. You're right.
Forget it.
Okay.
She does, doesn't she?
We all carry around
so much pain in our hearts--
love and pain and beauty.
They all seem to go together,
like one little...
tidy, confusing package.
It's a messy business, life.
It's--
It's hard to figure.
It's full of surprises.
Some good and some bad.
Anyway, Maggie,
if you're listening,
this one's for you.
??[ Swing Jazz ]
? When I grow?
? Too old to dream?
?I'll have you?
? To remember??
Need any help?
No, thanks. I've just about
got it done.
Are you from around here?
Not for a long time.
I live in Fairbanks now.
That should do it.
Thanks for stoppin'.
- Name's Smith.
- Ed.
Good to meet you. Ed.
Better zip up.
There's another cold front comin'.
Smith?
? When I grow?
? Too old to dream?
? Your love will live?
?In my heart?
?So kiss me?
?My sweet?
?And so?
?Let us part?
?And when I grow?
? Too old?
? To dream?
? Your love?
? Will live?
?In my heart??# Too many times#
You know what you are?
You are a moron.
You're a stupid moron!
The Labrador retriever
was bred for water.
You ever look at his paws?
He's got webbed paws.
You stand up and tell me
a German shorthair can swim
as good as a Labrador retriever.
- Come on! Stand up!
- #It's a shame#
Anybody else in this establishment
got an opinion they wanna
express on this matter?
Anybody else in here think
that a Labrador retriever is not
the best hunting dog in the worid?
- Any of you?
- #Feel the same#
I'll have another beer.
I think you've had enough to drink.
- What?
- You heard me.
- I said I want another beer.
- Shelly, bring this man his coat.
Shelly.
Nobody throws me out of a bar.
Leave now and I won't have to.
#As you said in the words
of your song#
Too damn hot in here anyway.
# Too many times married men#
# Think they're still single#
# That has caused me#
#A good girl to go wrong##
God!
That was neat.
It gave me goose pimples.
Honest, Holling.
I almost started to cry.
Oh, it was just so... neat.
It was good for me too, Shelly.
You know what really turned me on?
I mean, what really did it?
You weren't scared at all.
It was just so unbelievably cool.
Scared?
This big wacko,
all P.O.'d and everything,
and you just stood right up to him.
Oh, that.
Once, at a homecoming game,
Bobby Travis mooned me
in the parking lot,
and Wayne ran after him
and punched him in the mouth.
But Bobby was this little geek.
Besides, his pants were down,
so it wasn't like Wayne
was any big hero or anything.
But you-
That guy had a hunting knife.
He could have killed you.
I just did what anybody would do.
Mm-mmm!
No way!
You see stuff like that in the movies,
not in person.
And to think I'm the lucky girl
that gets to go home with you.
Hmm?
What?
Hmm?
Hmm, what?
Your thing.
What about it?
It looks funny.
Funny?
It's not like Wayne's or Tommy's...
or Billy's.
It's got...
that little turtleneck thing.
You mean the foreskin.
Mm-hmm.
How come you weren't,
you know, clipped?
Well, I don't know.
They didn't do that when I was born.
Mmm.
Shelly, this never
bothered you before.
It doesn't bother me.
I got the munchies.
Do we have any more
of those Pudding Snacks left?
How about those double-fudge bars?
I'm going downstairs.
You want me to bring you up
a pickled egg?
Careful. I think
there's some ice over here.
You could offer to help.
You?
Our own Calamity Jane,
torch bearer of the pioneer spirit?
I wouldn't presume to insult you.
Why were you born, Fleischman?
A mosquito has more utilitarian value.
- A slug, a tapeworm.
- Bye, O'Connell.
Well, they had the marinara sauce
and the sun-dried