people say I love you.
I love you.
See, they can't give each other
yachts or condominiums.
Blimey. No wonder
there's so many of them.
I never liked yachts anyway.
What? Here? Now?
For $750 million...
lady, this better be good.
Arthur, you've always been
my favorite grandchild.
Martha, I am your only grandchild.
I can't help you this time, Arthur.
Burt Johnson has got our family
by the nuts.
He's forced your father and I to cut you off.
As of noon today,
you couldn't even sign a personal check.
Martha, I've never seen you
give up like this before.
You've never seen me this old before.
I'm not 75 anymore.
Those were the days.
You.
Arthur, even if I could do something...
I don't know that I would.
Johnson is right. You belong with Susan.
-Martha?
-I've always felt that.
-Linda and I have been married--
-Martha, you ready for your workout?
Martha, there's a nearly naked man
in your living room.
My doctor suggested
that I try a little exercise.
Troy, this is my grandson Arthur.
Arthur's just lost $750 million.
-$750 million? Damn! Sorry to hear that.
-It's a long story--
Yeah, so anyway,
Martha, you ready to rock and roll?
Breathe. Let it out.
Here we go, jumping jacks.
Come on, kick it up.
Yeah, that's it.
You with me, Martha? Let's go.
-Martha, you just sit here and watch?
-Yes.
All right, Martha, pushups.
I started out 20 minutes a day.
Now I can do nearly a whole hour.
It's done wonders for me, Arthur.
-I've never felt this well in my entire life.
-Yeah, I can--
Okay, let's work those hips, Martha.
In and out. Come on, Martha.
Arthur, I think this is my favorite one.
Yeah. Here we go.
All the way around, Martha.
Yeah.
-No pain, no gain.
-Arthur, marry Susan.
You've had your fling.
Now it's time to face facts.
Martha.
Arthur, are you saying
that your marriage to Linda Marolla...
that nobody, a waitress from Queens...
is worth more than $750 million?
I love her, Martha.
That's not what I asked you, is it?
Now this is my real favorite.
I can see why.
We'll take a little break. Yeah.
Keep the buttocks tight.
What do you think, should I take this?
-Yes. You'll need warm things.
-Yeah. That's right.
That looks about right.
Greta...
you better take these.
They were on the jewelry inventory.
All right. I guess that's it.
You talk to her.
The wife and I feel just awful
about this, Mrs. Bach.
If there's anything
that we could do to help...
please let us know.
Mary, thank you.
There's really nothing...
unless, of course, you'd like to loan us
$10 million to tide us over.
I love you guys. Thank you.
Please take care of yourself.
Okay. You mind if I just have a minute
alone in here?
Of course.
Sir. I've packed your bag.
Thanks, Fairchild.
I've never been in here.
This was Hobson's room.
It's much larger than my room.
I've kept it locked up.
He's someone I didn't want to forget.
Yes, I think I understand, sir.
My father died when I was 10.
I'm sorry.
The big ''C.''
Yeah, cancer?
No, sir, he drowned in the big sea.
By the by, sir...
I've been thinking it over,
and that business with the soap?
-Yes.
-I think I get it.
Good.
It was very funny, sir.
Yes, it was. Thank you, Fairchild.
I want to thank you both for everything.
Will the two of you be all right?
I mean, do you have...
a place to go?
-Yeah. Sure. No problem.
-Yeah. No problem.
-No, it can't be.
-Hi, Dad.
-No.
-Dad, wait a minute.
Open the door, Dad. It's only temporary.
Dad.
This isn't happening. I don't believe it.
This can't be happening.
What about my new house
in Fort Lauderdale?
Dad, there is no more house.
The house is history.
Haven't you been listening?
I've been trying not to, actually.
This must be awfully difficult
for both of you, being sober.
We'll stay in the guest room,
and it's only temporary. I promise.
Right. I mean,
we'll both be dead in 40 years.
Fifty, tops. Right, darling?
What are you doing?
I'm clipping coupons
in