talking?
I mean, I don't mean for you
to be specific...
I mean, just, generally,
in round numbers
what amount are we
talking about?
Just about?
For that, Arthur, you'll have
to wait until tomorrow.
I wanna treasure the look
on everyone's face
when our corporate generosity
is made public.
Absolutely.
I couldn't agree more.
[Telephone ringing]
(Clifford)
Oh, help, help.
Oh, I'm buried alive.
[Clifford grunts]
Let me out.
[Telephone ringing]
Hello?
(woman)
Cliff, where are you?
It's 7:30.
What time is it?
7:30.
It is?
Yes.
I'm coming.
I'll be right there. I'm gone.
Hurry up.
(woman)
I had no idea...
(Arthur)
Son. Uh... Uh, son, before you
change your clothes...
Skridlow.
Hello, Fulsom.
How are you?
That boy just
work, work, work.
Harmon, you don't know my son,
Clifford, do you?
He's one of the bright stars
of our English Department.
We've met.
Not on time, but we've met.
This morning, Father,
remember?
I-I'm so sorry about
last night, Harmon,
um, Mr. Rousehorn,
for missing your train...
It's in the past.
It is totally
forgotten and forgiven.
Let's just say
it's in the past.
Oh, I just know this is
gonna be a lively evening.
Oh, Clifford,
those girls are wonderful.
You certainly have
everything under control.
Girls?
(Thelma)
I think I'll take
the red caviar
and put it in
the round plate.
You think they'll
like that, honey?
W-What's going on here?
What's this?
Do you have any idea
how college faculty members
[telephone rings]
Eat on what we get paid?
A free meal is like honey
to a bear to these people.
They'll wanna eat enough
to hibernate on.
They're animals.
L... I mean, where'll we get
enough Indian food
to feed all of them?
Swami Diavolo's
finger-lickin'
Hindu fried chicken,
my friend Skridlow.
The rest, as my people say,
is up to karma.
Don't worry, Cliffie.
Jesus Christ, Karen,
you said this was curry.
This is not curry.
Thelma, it will be.
Will you calm down?
Cliff, go upstairs
and shower and change
and put something on
that's nice.
Look a little GQ,
would you?
Monica, go outside
and schmooze with the people.
Right, sarge.
Okay. Thelma, come here.
I'm gonna show you.
Take the o-olive
and the pimento,
make happy faces, okay?
I like that.
Good. Okay, here we go.
Of course, that was in the
Herbert Hoover Administration
which in some ways is similar
to what we have today.
Oh, Margaret, I fail to see
any similarity at all.
She's just kidding, Henry.
She's a real kidder.
(Rousehorn)
And I was reduced
to my underwear.
It's been downhill
ever since.
Oh, my goodness.
You know, you look
very tired, Mr. Rousehorn.
You know, wealth and power
have a way of robbing
a man of his energies,
don't they?
That's very perceptive
of you, Monica.
Very perceptive.
I hear we're having
Indian food.
I certainly hope so.
Chapatis, huh?
Well, I... I guess they've got
a few of those laid in.
Hello. Won't you
excuse us, please.
You happy, gorgeous flower?
We're having
a nice affair here.
Hi, how are you?
Nice to see you.
It's fine, but I'm... I'm
worried about the meal.
Wait till you see
the entertainment.
What?
Jasmine, enter.
##[Music playing]
[Laughs]
Cheers!
[People exclaiming]
Hi, Cliff.
Oh, my!
Oh.
[Laughs]
Uh, she's... she's... she's...
She's terrific. Come on.
Oh, you're ready.
I'm ready.
Okay, you set?
Set.
All right. Fire!
[All scream]
Be careful now. Hold on.
There's a fire! Fire!
Don't panic!
What are you doing?
Stop it.
Clifford,
what are you doing, man?
Stop it, please. Cliff.
Leave the arrangements
to me, would you?
This shit is so unique,
they're gonna love it.
They're gonna love this shit.
I panicked, I'm sorry.
I panicked.
It's okay, it's okay.
Just none of us
eat it, all right.
[All applauding]
##[Playing]
Your dinner is now served.
Come on, everybody.
[All chattering]
Hmm. Not bad.
Beats fruit