s up?
Oh, I'm in love.
In love? That's great.
Who's the lucky girl?
Lightfeather Duncan.
I met her over at Ruth-Anne's.
Well, I didn't really meet her.
We just kind of saw each other.
Well, that's terrific, man.
Congratulations.
Thanks.
What do I do now?
Call her up.
- Let the mating rites begin.
- I don't have a phone.
- Well, why don't you
just go see her then?
- Oh, no.
I couldn't do that,
not without an invitation.
All right, I know.
Why don't you write her a letter?
A letter?
Yeah, that's a really
good plane to connect on.
There's a whole epistolary tradition
with, uh, Zelda and F. Scott,
and Robert and Elizabeth Browning.
Okay. What should it say?
Well, why don't you
tell her how you feel?
Okay.
- How do I feel?
- Um, you probably feel like
you can't wait till you see her again.
Right.
You know,
time's probably crawling by.
- You probably lost your appetite.
- Right, right! Do it.
What?
Write the letter.
You want me to write the letter?
Well, I'll write it.
You just tell me what to say.
Uh, no way, Ed. No.
Mm-mmm.
Come on, Chris.
Now, you're very good with words.
Better than anybody in Cicely.
You're a professional,
and you know a lot about women.
Well- Yeah, that's true.
Hey.
Uh, Dr. Fleischman.
Hi, Shelly.
I just thought I'd drop by,
see how Holling's doing.
How's he doing?
Oh, out like a light.
Everything okay?
Fine, fine.
Everything's fine.
You're closed?
It's 4:00 in the afternoon.
Closed?
What's going on in there?
I hear people laughing.
Well- Okay.
Since you're alone,
I guess you can come in.
- What's going on?
- We're having a party for Nikolai.
Who's Nikolai?
Come on.
Hey, Joel!
Get down here and have some fun, huh?
Come on!
Have a drink, Joel!
Dr. Fleischman,
this is Nikolai Ivanovich Appolanov.
- Nikolai, this is Dr. Fleischman.
He's our doctor.
- Hello, Doctor.
- Nikolai Ivanovich Appolanov?
- Yes. Welcome to our festivities.
Have a chair.
The Nikolai Ivanovich Appolanov?
- Chris, vodka for the good doctor.
- Wait a minute. Wow. This is-
This is amazing. This is incredible.
Hey, I'm-I'm thrilled.
No. I saw you in New York
a couple years ago.
Carnegie Hall?
Right. Right.
My fiancйe, Elaine-
Actually, it's my ex-fiancйe, Elaine-
made me go.
Not that I didn't want to go,
but her mother, who's a big fan of yours,
wanted us to go.
And, actually, I was-
I was somewhat skeptical at first, but-
Man, you are-you are great!
You are really great.
What are you doing here?
Did-Did your plane have to make
an emergency landing, or-
You didn't defect, did you?
What?
He comes every year, Joel.
- Here?
- Yeah.
To Cicely?
Right.
I know this is probably
a stupid question, but why?
Why? Fleischman, in Russia,
this man is an icon.
Wherever he goes,
he's smothered by an adoring mob.
In a way- In a way,
he's a prisoner of his own fame.
- Yeah. Here, he can relax.
- Be himself.
- No pressure.
- Have a piroshki.
Thank you.
What?
Maurice!
I was told you went fishing.
The boat sank.
You're early.
Is that a problem?
No, it's no problem.
It's a shame about
your troubles in Mother Russia.
I hear your godless and corrupt
way of life's falling to pieces.
And how's the chess game, Maurice?
- It's fine.
- Hmm.
Maurice, sit down.
- Yeah, come on, guys.
Let's break the bread, drink the wine.
The borscht is fabulous.
Please, Maurice?
For me?
I'll have Kentucky bourbon
and branch water, if you please.
What is the problem here?
They hate each other.
Why?
Well, for one thing,
Nikolai keeps beating Maurice in chess,
and the other is he's a Trotskyite.
Let's have a song, Nikolai.
Come on!
Yeah! Come on!
Yes!
Hey.
Holling? Shelly?
Hi, Dr. Fleischman.
Good morning, Joel.
How's the patient?
Great!
He slept straight through for 16 hours,
never even moved a muscle.
Right, babe?
I don't know.
I- I don't remember.
Holling!
Holling?
Excuse me.
He's a little groggy, I guess.
I think it