anyone?
No? Good!
[Bell ringing]
(girl)
Come on, let's go.
[All chattering]
Oh, get some sleep...
Edison used to nap
in his lab for two hours,
Napoleon fought a war on four.
Greater men than me
have had less sleep.
Oh.
Oh.
(Arthur)
Son.
Oh.
Oh, son, I'm glad you
stopped by before leaving.
Leaving?
You're... You're going
into the city.
Harmon Rousehorn's train
is arriving at 11:00.
And you have to arrange
for the caterers
for the welcome dinner here
tomorrow night,
and you have to pick him up
at the station.
Here. Uh, take the Buick
and, uh, get yourself
together. You're a sight.
[Sighing]
[Birds chirping]
Rousehorn. Train.
Edison. Nap. Two hours.
Hey, Skridlow,
what's happening, man?
Uh, uh...
L- L-L-Look, where you goin'?
Talk. Khyber's.
Union Station. The train.
Rousehorn. Sleep.
What you talkin' about, man?
Wait, you got a meeting
with Mom tonight
at some graveyard.
Remember? You made the date,
so you got to keep it.
Where's Doctor Detroit, man?
Where's Doctor Detroit?
Doc-Doctor Detroit?
Yeah.
Doctor Detroit!
I'll make this phone call.
I'll take care of everything.
(female operator) Information.
 What city, please?
Yes, for the city of Chicago.
Number of Mom's
Limousine Service.
Thank you.
[Clattering]
Yes, I'd like to
speak to Mom.
(Mom) Hello, yeah,
yeah, this is Mom. 
[Nasal voice]
Oh, uh...
Uh, hey, hello, Mom.
Yeah. 
Uh, this is the Doctor.
Doctor?
Doctor Detroit.
Yeah. I-I-I'm sorry
about the static.
I- I'm... I'm on the mobile phone
in my car right now.
And, uh, I'm on my way
down I-94.
Yeah, uh, yes, I came all
the way down from Detroit.
I'm not very happy about it.
Now, look, Mom, about our little
meeting tonight at midnight, I...
Um, i-it's not midnight.
It's not midnight?
No.
Uh, I know he said that, but I
can't make it at midnight!
Of course, it's short notice.
Now, you look! I mean,
uh, uh,
look here, i-i-i-it's your little
pink plump rump in the ringer, not mine,
so you make it 9:00, or not!
Bite it, buster!
Yeah, well,
you bite it yourself, Mom!
Bye.
Say, man,
how you gonna
get away with this playin'
on that uh, uh, uh, uh,
shit, huh?
Fear not, Sancho.
Say no more!
We must ask ourselves what would El
Zorro do in a situation like this.
Or The Man of La Mancha?
Strategy. Purity. Bravery.
I am many.
I am one.
Yeah, you're one crazy
individual human being, man.
Come on!
(Clifford) Oh, oh, lift
me up! That! I want that!
(Diavolo) What do you
want that thing for?
[Sighing]
Right.
This is the graveyard
we agreed upon.
Um, everybody, just,
uh, stay in the car.
[Crickets chirping]
[Creaking]
[Sighing]
From inside
the jouster's tents,
the sound of the armorers
accomplishing the knights.
Busy hammers closing rivets
up, give dreadful note
of preparation.
Damn,
he won't show!
Sure he will.
I'll give that son of a bitch
just another five minutes.
And then what, Mom?
Well, I'll wait some more.
I got all night
to kill his ass!
[Grunting]
[Clifford nasally]
Uh, all right, now.
Which one of you is Mom?
[Coughing]
Punctuality is a virtue,
my good madam.
Let's chew the fat.
Just what is that
supposed to mean?
Oh, nothing personal, Love
Chunks, but can we get to it?
You know, I hate to come down
from Wayne County.
I have businesses in Lansing. I
have muffler shops, chicken chains.
I got slums
to collect the rent from.
I have
a chiropractic practice.
I make adjustments
to the human spine!
And this little trip has cut far
too much into my professional time!
I figured that since you're
hustlin' my turf, we should talk.
I run this town.
[Metallic clanking]
Ah, ah, lurking in the dark.
Nasty things. Come out!
Okay, fellas. Come on.
Come out.
[Clifford mumbling]
Come on out here.
Yeah, that's right.
Out here where... where
the Doctor can see you.
Lighten up, lighten up,
come on, Skridlow.