that place
any better for you having been there.
Am I answering your question?
Um, no, not really.
- What was your question?
- What am I gonna say to Maggie?
I don't know.
It would help if I hadn't had to sleep
in a kennel. I can't even think straight.
I think you ought to just be honest.
Don't skirt the issue, don't...
Just deal with it head-on.
I know.
I'd tell her she's got great lips.
Hello, O'Connell.
- What do you want?
- I just wanna talk.
So talk.
Could you put the axe down?
Please?
Meet you halfway.
This is for you.
What is it?
It's Chief Ronkonhoma's offer
on the property.
- How many spare copies did you keep?
- I told him the land wasn't for sale.
You can ask him.
Look, um...
I've been thinking a lot about
what you said, and, um...
some of it was
right on the money.
OK.
A significant amount.
Most of it. Everything except "odious".
I bathe regularly.
So what do you want me to do?
Absolve you?
You are a hard nut to crack.
Oh, I don't know. You did a pretty
good job about that the other night.
When were you planning on
telling me the truth?
Over breakfast?
I was trying
to tell you the truth. OK?
I wasn't trying very hard,
but I was trying.
Look...
I am sorry about the other night,
but if memory serves, me and my cheek
were minding our own business.
Why don't you just do me the small favour
and not make me relive it?
The other night was about
a bottle of wine. End of story.
I told you, I can't drink.
I have a fiancйe.
You have that... Rick.
We hate each other.
It didn't happen.
Maggie?
I'm fine.
I'm fine, Fleischman.
- Did I...?
- No, you didn't do anything.
Why do you always think
everything has anything to do with you?
I'm upset because... of me, Fleischman,
not because of you.
And because of how... completely
Soapy loved his wife.
And he saw her in me.
In me, Fleischman.
So that's why I'm upset. So just do me
the small favour and just shut up.
Um...
What time is it?
It's almost ten.
- Oh, we gotta get going.
- Going where?
Soapy wanted us
to drop his ashes in the morning.
- Drop them where?
- Over the peaks. It was in the letter.
The peaks,
as in the tops of the mountains?
As in, the only way to get there
is in that plane?
Yeah.
I think you could
do that without me.
Soapy wanted
both of us to do it.
Soapy was under a lot of stress.
He wasn't thinking straight.
Dr Fleischman, tilt your head towards the
jar, like you're saying goodbye to Soapy.
- You'd have more fun doing this alone.
- Get in!
Maybe you two could look a little sad.
Maybe you could cry or something.
Shut up, Ed!
Don't worry. It's a gorgeous day.
It'll be perfectly smooth.
- Maggie, stop it!
- Stop what?
I get the point.
What point?
This is just a little turbulence.
These are the peaks.
- What?
- The peaks. The ashes.
All right, fine.
Good, I could use the urn.
Fleischman!
God!
I mean, I'm a doctor.
I deal with a lot of stuff that other people
would find completely disgusting.
It's not like I'm a wimp
about this kinda thing, believe me.
It's just that I don't like to have remains
in my mouth. Even people I know.
Kim said I had a good eye.
And that was unsolicited.
I was about to lose my breakfast
as Polly Purebred
was busy getting revenge at 5,000ft.
I gotta be honest,
that woman and the Hippocratic oath are
having a hard time together in my head.
I could be the Bergman of the north.
Alaska is further north
than Stockholm, isn't it?
Would you tell me why I care?
I mean, someday Elaine and I are gonna
be married, with three spoiled kids.
The only chief I'll be socialising with
will be the chief of obstetrics.
Maybe neurology.
No, those guys are lunatics.
They said I'd get
a second assistant director's credit.
So it's not like
I don't already have a credit.
We'll be busy raising the kids
and arguing about the in-laws.
Doing a lot of faux-marble stuff
to the condo.
The only consequences of all this will be