what is
the matter with me.
I don't have to take that smartness.
Are you listening to me?
I did not break my back raising
you and give you clothes...
and piano lessons,
and tennis rackets...
I did not spend the two years you were
away being afraid of the postman...
to have you come home
and treat me like this!
I am not treatin' you any way.
Oh, that... that's just...
- Do you know what I wish I had? Do you?
- What? What?
I wish I had a tape recorder
so I could tape record
your voice when you talk to me.
So I could play it back for you
and let you hear the spite in it.
- Well, get one then. And use it.
- I will.
And maybe you'll be able to remember
some of the things you've said.
- Are you sayin' what I think
you're sayin'?
- I'm saying you have...
an awfully convenient memory.
I'm not gonna be smarted off to! I'm not
gonna have you hangin' around here...
- treating me like I was some kind
of subhuman being!
- Stop it!
- All right, look, I've
had enough of this crap.
- I don't want to hear any more.
And as far as that other garbage
is concerned, I'm the one that
ate the peanut brittle.
- I hope that clears everything up.
- Well, what does that...
- have to do with anything?
- You are a piece of work!
- You'd better shut up!
- Wait a minute.
You asked Jeremy
if he ate the peanut brittle...
and when he said no, you acted
like you didn't believe him.
- I did not!
- Yes, you did.
Both of you just stop it! Honest to God,
I couldn't think of a dumber thing...
- to argue about if I set down
here and tried.
- I didn't argue about it.
- Oh, God.
- Don't you say "Oh, God" in front of me!
All right. I want you
to listen to this. All right?
shut up.
- Both of you. J ust shut up.
- I can't believe you're taking his side.
I'm not takin' anyone's side!
I've got better things to do with my
time than to spend it worrying...
about who hurt whose feelings
or who mouthed off to who...
- about some damn piece
of peanut brittle!
- I haven't been fighting...
or arguing with anyone, and
I just want to be left alone.
Look, Jeremy.
For me. J ust for the day.
I want you to go along.
I can't. I can't.
I want you to know that I do not
want to hear one more cross word
spoken in this house.
Fine. What are
you telling me for?
Because I want everyone
to be duly warned.
- I stand warned.
Can I finish doing my hair?
- I don't care what you do!
May I say something now?
I'm sure you can.
I did not make that big a deal
out of the peanut brittle.
All right.
- I just wanted you to know.
- Fine.
And I just want you to know that I am
sick and tired of all this bickering.
And I don't know what, but
something's going to have to
give and pretty damn quick.
'Cause I'm not puttin' up
with it anymore.
- Don't you think you're
just in a bad mood?
- No.
And another thing. My sister
and her family are going
to be here in a little while.
- I know.
- Don't interrupt!
They're comin' over here and they're
expectin' to have a good time.
And I'm expectin'
to have a good time.
And I don't care
if everyone else is miserable.
By the time Marjoree walks
through that door downstairs...
I want everyone in this house
smilin' and grinnin'...
like 'possums eatin' dirt
out of a hair-oil bottle.
All right.
Hi. Seen a lot of those today.
- Do you ship to Nome?
- Nome?
Alaska. Nome, Alaska.
Well, sure.
- Great.
- If I had ever been here before
I would probably know
just what to do
Don't you
If I had ever
been here before
I would know the time
around the wheel
I would probably know
just how to deal
With all of you
And I feel
Like I been here before
Feel
Like I been
Now, Jeremy, honey,
I'm not being cross, but...
don't you think
you should be getting ready?
I am ready.
- That's what you intend
to wear for dinner?
- Yes, ma'am.
All right.
Do you know
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