happens,
I'm just so grateful
to God or the Devil...
for letting me
feel this way again.
I'm glad you told me that.
Don't flush.
You said to.
Not this time.
Emma, is everything okay?
It's all right.
Can I hold Melanie?
Yes.
Honey, is everything okay?
What?
Is everything okay?
Everything's fine.
Oh, yeah.
Everything's fine.
[Operator] I have
an emergency phone call...
from Mrs. Aurora Greenway
in Houston, Texas...
for Mrs. Emma Horton.
Oh, no!
She does that
when the line's busy.
Will you release?
Of course. We were just talking.
I'll talk to you later, Sam. Bye.
[Telephone Rings]
Hi. How'd it go?
The astronaut is impossible.
An arrogant, self-centered,
and, yes, somewhat
entertaining man...
who has realized his ambition,
and is at last a spoiled child.
A match made in heaven.
You'd think so, wouldn't you?
He doesn't want anything more
to do with me.
Oh? Why?
Let's not go into it.
Because you wouldn't go to bed?
On a first date?
It's hardly a first date.
You've lived next door for 15 years.
Why don't you talk
about the real reason?
I don't know what you mean.
It's been that long
since you've done it.
Shut up! Shut up!
It's just me. Call him.
No! I'm hanging up.
Okay, I'm sorry.
I'm hanging up.
So long.
Oh!
[Telephone Rings]
[Ring]
[Ring]
Hello.
Hello, Garrett.
Yes?
Well, I was just
sitting here realizing...
Realizing that I'd never
shown you my Renoir.
What are you talking about?
I'm inviting you to come over...
and look at my Renoir.
You're inviting me to bed.
Yes, it happens to be
in my bedroom.
Is the Renoir under the covers?
Don't cackle, Garrett.
Do you want to see it?
Do I want to
come to your bedroom?
Let me think.
Do you?
Just... Just...
Just give me a minute.
It's...
It's a tough one.
Um...
I guess... I don't know.
Yeah, okay.
I guess so.
Sure. Why not?
I'll see you in a bit.
If I don't answer the bell,
the back door's open.
The back door's open.
[Doorbell Rings]
My God. He ran it.
[Door Opens]
[Door Closes]
[Breathing Heavily]
Hi.
I was doing laps when you called.
Lucky for us,
I only did eight.
This is it.
This is the Renoir.
I like it.I like the painting.
I like everything in here.
Relax, baby.
Just who do you think
you're talking to?
Don't you realize
I'm a grandmother?
It's not flattering
to look too surprised.
I'll just be a minute.
I like the lights on.
Then go home
and turn them on.
I'm sorry.
Come on.
Dad.
Wake up, Dad.
What?
Melanie's sick.
The baby's sick.
The baby's sick?
Are you coming, Flap?
What do you think's wrong?
I have to look first.
Come on, Dad.
Thank you.
Go to bed.
She'll be all right.
I can't sleep.
It's bad enough
we're making this a drama.
It's not going to qualify
as high drama.
It's okay.
Thanks.
I'm sure it's the croup.
Remember,
Tommy had it twice?
Guess you were in the library.
God, that's the worst sound
in the world.
How long do you keep her in here?
Why? Are you going back to bed?
I just asked how long.
Until her throat clears...
or I lose 20 pounds.
Whichever comes first.
I don't know.
About 20 minutes, I guess.
I've been offered a job.
What?
Why didn't you say something?
I wanted to think about it.
It's head of the
English Department...
at Kearney State College...
For the same money.
Where is it?
Nebraska.
I don't want to move.
I love the school,
the pediatricians...
Head of the department.
We'll talk about it, all right?
I like it here, Flap.
Head of the department.
That's... That's great.
Good-bye, Mom.
Come on, Teddy.
Don't kiss the baby.
She may still be sick.
Have a good day at school.
What a night!
Melanie decided
to get the croup,
and I haven't gotten any sleep.
He may be kidding,
but Flap says he's taking us...
to some college in Nebraska.
I think Sam is becoming
someone that I need.
I'm lying here
next to the astronaut.
Are you really?
How was it?
I'll speak to