plane.
My boyfriend's name is Rick.
I don't cook,
and I hardly ever wear a dress.
- Dad, what I'm trying to say is-
- I know what you're trying to say.
I'm not a fool, Margaret.
I promised your mother I'd pick up
a pair of those fleece-lined moccasins.
So let me get this off my face,
and we'll stop at
that little store in town.
And 18, 19 and 20.
Thank you.
I'm sure your wife will love these.
Ruth-Anne, you get in
those cotton swabs?
They're in the back room, Joel.
Hello, Joel.
Oh. Frank.
I'm leaving now. Back home.
Oh, well, you have a good trip.
It's been a pleasure.
Maybe one of these days,
Maggie and I'll get down to Grosse Pointe.
It's funny. You always think
your kids'll reach an age...
when you'll stop worrying about them,
but they never do.
Makes me feel better knowing that Maggie
has someone up here she can count on.
Bungee jumping?
The fact that we don't know this man
isn't important really,
'cause his experience
is our experience,
and his fate up here is our fate.
Says the preacher.
"All is vanity. '"
I think that's a pretty good epitaph
for all of us.
When we're stripped
of all our woridly possessions...
and all our fame
and family, friends,
we all face death alone.
But it's that solitude in death
that's our common bond in life.
I know it's ironic,
but that's just the way things are.
"Only when we understand
all is vanity, only then it isn't.''
Sometimes I have trouble
following his train of thought.
Anybody like to say anything else?
Maggie.
I would.
I'd like to read a poem.
"Let me not to the marriage
of true minds admit impediments.
"Love is not love which alters
when it alteration finds,
"or bends with the remover
to remove.
"Oh, no.
It is an ever-fixed mark...
"that looks on tempests
and is never shaken.
"It is the star for every
wandering bark,
"whose worth's unknown,
although his height be taken.
"Love's not Time's fool,
though rosy lips and cheeks...
"within his bending sickle's
compass come.
"Love alters not with
its brief hours and weeks,
"but bears it out
even to the edge of doom.
"If this be error
and upon me proved,
I never writ,
nor no man ever loved.''
Boy, she sure can write.
You okay?
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust.You know what I think?
I think they did it together.
I mean,
they both really hated his guts.
I bet you anything...
they were in cahoots
from the beginning.
Professor Plum and Mrs. White?
Well, yeah.
Sometimes, they get stuck together.
I once had to pry Colonel Mustard
off of Mrs. Peacock's back.
Three cards, O'Connell-
location, weapon and murderer.
One murderer.
It's after 10:00.
I gotta go.
I can see every card in your hand.
- So, don't look.
- I can't help it.
How about turning up
the heat, O'Connell?
I'm freezing.
Can I wear this?
Oh, I don't think you should.
What? Rick's gonna mind?
No, it's not his.
So, what's the big deal?
Go, already.
I'm gonna miss my plane.
Well, we both know it's the library.
This is stupid, O'Connell.
You can't play the game of Clue
with two people.
It is obviously Colonel Mustard
with the candlestick in the library.
Now, can we leave?
Please?
Oh, I don't want you to go.
Stay.
Stay.
Stay.
Give me something really, really stupid.
I don't think we have
anything that stupid, Dr. Fleischman.
Well, then give me something
really touristy.
How about some
willow ptarmigan candies?
It's the state bird,
so it's good for tourists.
And it's marzipan,
so it's nice and filling.
Great.
I'll take three boxes.
Okay.
One each for your folks,
and one for-
Now, isn't that a nice thought?
I wouldn't be surprised
if she took you back.
It's not for Elaine. It's for-
Uh-huh.
You know-
I have a lot of friends in New York.
Friends from med school,
friends from college,
friends from-from Bronx Science.
I'm still in touch with Richie Marx.
We had our bar mitzvah together.
It was a Temple Beth Shalom double bill.
Yeah. He's gonna