- All right? - Yeah.
- I think we're all right now. - Okay?
- Yeah. It's just, uh-- - Okay.
- Over this way? Okay. - This way.
- Ow! Ohh! - What was that?
Was that my pants or my muscles?
Oh! Give me your hand. Give me your hand.
- Whoa-ho! - Okay. Come on!
- Hmm. - Oh, man!
You have an extra pair of pants in your apartment?
lf you fit into my pants, I will kill myself.
- You don't have to follow me. - No, you block the wind.
I'll wait 'til ya get inside.
Well, good night.
Night.
So I'll see you when I see you?
Yeah.
All right, Lucy, it's either me or him.
Him.
You don't have to answer right away.
I'm having an affair. I like Jack.
- Who's Jack? - Peter's brother.
- So? - So he thinks I'm engaged.
- To who? - To Peter.
Lucy, I really don't have time for this.
Oh, no, no, no, no, no. You have to tell me what to do.
- Tell the truth. - lf I tell Jack that I lied to his family,
he will never speak to me again.
And-And-And Ox and Midge and Mary and-and-and Saul--
Saul? Who's Saul?
He's a next-door neighbor.
But you know what? Actually, he knows.
Lucy, you're born into a family.
You do not join them like you do the marines.
You have to tell me what to do.
Pull the plug.
- You are sick. - I'm sick?
You're cheating on a vegetable.
Down and dirty.
Are you gonna fold? You're not gonna fold.
Ooh, he is staying in with a pair.
Very impressive. Very bold, confident.
Full house. You are unlucky at cards.
But lucky in love.
'Member in like, uh, fifth or sixth grade...
I was starting to get really good at poker, and, uh...
goin' home with lots of lunch money?
I got to know the principal's office really well.
He always used to say to me...
''How come you can't be more like your brother Peter?''
Well, you know what? I was all right with that.
I had no problems with that because I was proud of you.
And I was never envious of anything that you had.
Until now.
I'll cut the deck. High card gets Lucy.
All right, we'll go best out of three.
So, Lucy, have you and Peter decided where you're gonna go on your honeymoon, hmm?
I went to Cuba.
Ricky Ricardo was Cuban.
- Didn't Peter look great today? - Oh, that kid.
-You know, he should have been an actor. -He's tall.
All the great ones were tall.
Lucy, you think you can find me a nice girl for Jack?
- Oh, Mom, come on. - Well, I-I-I-I--
I really don't know Jack's type, so I'm not one to, um--
I like blondes. Chubby ones.
- Alan Ladd wasn't tall. - Marshal Dillon was six-foot-five.
Well, we all know who Lucy's type is.
These mashed potatoes are so creamy.
You like brunettes.
I could never make a good pot roast.
You need good beef.
Argentina has great beef. Beef and Nazis.
John Wayne was tall.
Dustin Hoffman was five-six.
Would you want to see Dustin Hoffman save the Alamo?
- These mashed potatoes are so creamy. - Spain has good beef.
- Mary mashed them. - Cesar Romero was tall.
Cesar Romero was not Spanish.
I didn't say Cesar Romero was Spanish.
- Well, what did you say? - I said Cesar Romero was tall.
- We all know he's tall. - Well, that's what I said.
Cesar Romero is tall. That's all I said.
So if you need any help with history, don't call me.
Now, remember, honey, if you're free for New Year's, we want to see you.
Thank you very much. I had a great time.
- Us too. - Thank you. Bye. - Thanks for coming.
- Bye. - Bye-bye, Lucy. - Bye-bye. Good night.
Hey, look, you guys. You're under the mistletoe.
- Ooh. - Kiss her, then. - Yeah.
- It's mistletoe. - It's tradition. - It's Christmas.
Come on, idiot. Kiss her.
- There ya go. - Oh, yeah. - Bye.
- Good night. Bye. - Good night. - Good night.
- Come on, Mary. We're both on dish detail tonight.
- Oh, Ma! - Let's go.
Regular fare.
- One token, please. - Oh, my God! Mary! What are you doing here?
Hi. Do you guys wanna-- you wanna come through?
- We can? - Yeah, absolutely.
Transfer, please.
- Hi! - Hi. - Hey, who's this?
- I'm Mary. This is Beth. - Hi.
Um, Mary's-- Mary's my, um--
Lucy's going to marry my brother Peter.
What? Lucy, you're gettin' married?
Well, it hasn't really been announced.
So it's a little awkward for me to say anything, and, um--
- The train. Your-- Okay. - The train. Okay. Uh, I'll see you later.
Thank you for coming. It's nice to meet you, Beth.
- Girl, are you pregnant? - Yes, I'm pregnant, Celeste.
Lucy, you're not tellin' me what's goin' on! You're not givin' me details. Details.
- What's goin' on? - Okay, Celeste.
Celeste, you have to have sex in order to be pregnant.
But I thought you were engaged.
Well, we're-- We're waiting.
Waiting?
Peter? Hi, it's Ashley.
Is, is this machine working?
Look, I'm back in Chicago and, uh, I'm kind of shocked that you haven't called me back.
Look, I really would, uh, like to hear from you, and I'd like to see my cat.
Call me.
New Year's Eve hasn't been the same...
since Guy Lombardo died.
I love a clarinet.
You know, nobody plays a clarinet anymore.
Guy Lombardo didn't play the clarinet.
I didn't say Guy Lombardo played the clarinet.
- You know, your Benny Goodman, - Hey, Pop.
- he could play the licorice stick. - We got the Van Allan estate.
- Hey, way to go. Attaboy! - Oh. That's great. - Congratulations.
- That's great. Attaboy. - Way to go. - Hey, everybody.
Lucy's pregnant.
How did you find out? What do you mean she's pregnant?
- How do you know? - Where have you been? - That's what Beth said.
- We heard it at the token booth today. - Jack, do you know anything about this?
Go up to your room.
- Who is it? - Joe Jr.
I'm not here.
I know that trick.
Hey, my old man's got a set of keys.
That is illegal, and you know it, Joey.
- Ta-da! - Oh! - I told 'em to give me...
the same ones they use in the winner's circle at Arlington.
They're beautiful.
But I can't accept them.
I could move in here. I bet you Pop would knock 50 bucks off the rent.
I have six months left to live.
Aw, you're just tryin' to make me feel better.
- It's that other guy, isn't it? - What do you mean?
I seen the way you look at him.
What? How do I-- How do I look at him?
Like you just seen your first Trans Am.
Aw, here, take 'em. You can lay 'em on my coffin.
Thank you.
Are you wearin' the black bra? Ow!
I love black underwears.
- Jack. - Hi. - What are you doing here?
- You're going to a party. - Yeah, my friend Celeste is having a party tonight.
Great. Hey, I'll drive you.
Oh, you know what? It's really not that far. It's-- It's fine.
No, no, no. No. Come on, come on.
Okay, but it's, it's really not that far.
I move a lot of things with this truck.
- So, is, um, everything okay? - Why? Why wouldn't it be okay?
- You're just acting really weird. - No, no, I'm not being weird.
- Yes, you are. - No, I'm not being weird.
- So, what about Peter? - What about Peter?
Peter is going to have a lot to deal with when he wakes up.
- Lucy! Hi. How are you? - Hi!
Oh, come on. Come in. Hey, everybody. Lucy and her fiance are here.
- Lucy! Hey, how's it goin'? - Jerry, you know Peter, right?
Thank you. Hi. Take his coat, Cindy.
- Peter? - I gotta talk to you.
Geez, he looks good.
That's not Peter. That's Jack.
- Uh, who's Jack again? - Peter's brother.
- Peter's the guy that's in a coma. - Yeah.
- So then why did you bring Jack? - I didn't bring Jack. He followed me here.
- So Jack's the fiance? - No, Peter.
- Peter doesn't even know you exist. - I know.
- So Jack is Peter? - Yeah.
- Lucy-- - Yeah?
They have doctors for this kind of thing.
Excuse me. Uh! That's spiked.
- Thank God. - You shouldn't have any.
- Why not? - Because it's not good for the baby.
- Wait a minute, will ya? - It's freezin'! Watch out.
Uh, this whole evening did not work out well at all, and, uh--
Oh, and I'm supposed to share some responsibility in that?
No. Now-- Would you slow down a little bit?
Look. It was just a misunderstanding,
- and on top of the Joe Jr. thing-- - Excuse me?
- It's nothing. - No, no, no. There's no ''nothing'' now.
What Joe Jr. thing?
- The leaning thing. - ''The leaning thing.''
- Yeah. - Okay.
Um-- What do you-- What do you mean by ''the leaning thing''?
- Because he gave me flowers? - And then you leaned.
- And then I leaned. - Yeah.
Okay. How did I lean when I leaned?
- How were you leaning? - Yeah. - It was a lot different than hugging.
Hugging's very different.
Hugging, that involves arms and hands,
and leaning is whole bodies moving in, like this.
Leaning involves wanting...
and accepting.
Leaning--
Hey, Luce.
Is this guy bothering you?
No, no.
Are you sure? 'Cause it looks like he's leaning.
Thank you. See?
I'll be right over here if you need me.
Okay. Thank you very much.
I know karate.
Okay. Now-- All right. What about the other thing?
The other thing? The other misunderstanding?
Why did you think I was pregnant?
Well, Mary said that she had heard something like that.
- And you believed her? - I didn't have any reason not to believe her.
So the only reason your brother would want to marry someone like me...
- is if I was pregnant, right? - No, no.
Good night.
Fact is, you're not really Peter's type.
Yeah, Jack? All right, whose type am I?
-Thank you. -Look, it's a great idea, you and Peter.
It's just not obvious to the whole world, that's all.
You know what, Jack? I've had a really lousy Christmas.
You've just managed to kill my New Year's.
-lf you come back on Easter, you can burn down my apartment. -Hey, come on, Lucy.
-What do you want from me, Jack? -I want you not to be unhappy.
And what are you, the happiness guru, Jack? Are you happy?
Because I don't remember you having had a conversation with your father.
I mean, you do want to leave the business, don't you,
or is this just like another miscommunication that we are having here?
What do you know about my family?
Spending a week with 'em does not make you an expert.
Spending a lifetime with them hasn't made you one either.
Yeah, well, I know that keeping your family happy gets complicated.
Would your father be happy knowing you're sitting in a token booth...
planning vacations that you aren't taking?
No, he wouldn't. You're right.
But you have no idea what it's like to be alone.
Hey, you have Peter.
I don't have anybody.
Happy New Year! Happy New Year!
Good night.
Happy New Year!
Happy New Year.
For auld lang syne, my dear
For auld lang syne
We'll take a cup of kindness yet
ln days of auld lang syne
For auld lang syne, my dear
Ox, they called me and told me to get down here. What happened?
- He's awake. - Oh, that-- Oh.
Will the Byers family please meet in the solarium?
- Will the Byers-- - Boy, will he be glad to see you.
Yeah.
Peter?
Peter. Your family's here, Peter.
Wh-Who are you?
My God.
He's got amnesia.
Lacunar amnesia is a condition in which memory loss...
is localized and patchy...
limited to isolated events.
- Selective amnesia? - Okay. Exactly.
Um, I'm sorry. You-- I-I need to tell you something that is really important.
- I-I was never-- - Pregnant?
- Huh? - We know. Jack called us.
- Jack. - Hey. So he's come out of it, huh?
- Oh, I'm so glad you're here. - Excuse me. Doctor? He's up again.
All right, let's go.
Hey, Jack, I am so glad you're here.
- Saul! - Now, listen. Let me handle it.
I'm too old a friend and too old a person for them to kill.
- I'll take care of it, all right? - Okay.
- And I'll do it right now. - Okay. - Come on. Let's go.
Right behind you.
- How you feelin', champ? - I don't know.
- Hi. - Hey, you remember her?
- Should I? - Look closely.
She looks a little familiar. Why?
- I think it's coming back. - I think so.
What's coming back? Tell me. Tell me. What?
- You have amnesia. - I do?
Peter, you're engaged.
- To who? - To Lucy.
Lucy? Who's Lucy?
- You don't remember, do you? - Excuse me.
- Got some Jell-O for you today. - Do I like Jell-O?
- Yum! - I think he's had enough excitement for one evening.
- Let's all go home. - Hang in there, champ.
- Good night, honey. - Good night, Mom.
- Oh, it's so good to see you! - Mom!
- He looks so good, you know? - He's going to be fine.
I think he looks wonderful.
- All right, we'll be back. - Jack, you too. Come on. Let's go home.
- Saul, where have you been? - What, I'm not allowed to go to the bathroom?
- Saul! - I'm handling it. I will tell them.
When? When? On my golden anniversary?
- Lucy, I'll tell them! - You'd better tell them! - I said I'd tell them!
A, B, C, D, E, F, G
Jack, you've been really great this week.
Yeah, like, uh, when I accused you of lying to everybody.
Or when I accused you of having a relationship with Joe Jr.
Or when I thought you were pregnant and I announced it to all your friends.
You've had a really busy week this week, haven't you?
Look, Jack, I, um--
Starting tomorrow, uh, things...
are probably gonna be kind of different.
Yeah.
I just wanted you to know that you've become, uh...
a really good friend.
Okay.
Good friend. Lucy!
Yeah?
I didn't mean, uh, what I said about you and Peter.
I think you two are gonna make a really terrific couple...
and, uh, I'm really glad that you won't be alone anymore.
- Good-bye. - Bye.
Jack, is that you?
Hey, Pop.
- Brought you some doughnuts. - You're a savior.
Your mother's got me eatin' these fat-free bran muffins.
They taste like plywood.
- Catchin' up? - Yeah, it's been almost a week since I read the obituaries.
You know, we missed a lot of good stuff the day after Christmas.
Been a hell of a week, hasn't it?
Life is a pain in the ass. I'll tell ya. You know?
You work hard, try to provide for the family, and then, for one minute...
everything's good.
Everyone's well. Everyone's happy.
ln-- ln that one minute, you have peace.
Pop, this isn't that minute.
- What do you mean? - Um--
You remember that rocking chair I made for Grandma?
Are you kidding me? It's so fancy, she won't even sit in it.
This fancy chair, two months ago I sold three just like it.
I've sold two dining tables. I got orders for six more.
That's a good side business.
This is not a side business. This is... good business.
Wait a second. You don't want my business?
No, I don't.
- How long have you felt this way? - A long time.
Well, why didn't you say something sooner?
I could've sold the whole damn thing to Uncle Eddy for twice its value.
I could've taken your mother on the cruise with Kathie Lee Gifford.
- You're not mad at me? - Are you nuts?
You are nuts! You wanna make rocking chairs.
Oh, hey, Mrs. Fletcher finally went, huh?
Her dining room alone has got to be worth 40 grand.
Yeah. Well, those McMurphy boys, they were movin' in before the deed was done.
- That's their problem. They're too pushy. - Very pushy, yeah.
- We'll call them next week. - You'll call 'em next week.
That's right. I'll call them next week.
- Okay. - Do I get a doughnut? - Uh, I'm sorry.
22, 10, 40. Eighth-grade locker combination.
- Birth date: 3-11-59. - You have to remember Lucy.
Social Security number: 144-60-6894.
You love her. You just... don't remember her.
3.73 grade point average, Northwestern University.
- Can I talk to Peter alone? - Everything okay, Saul?
- Senior class president, 1981. - I just wanna talk to my godson.
- Let me take that for you. - Thanks, Mom. - We'll be back.
- Okay, we'll see you later, honey. - You sure, Saul?
- Yeah, yeah, sure. - See ya, son. - See ya, Dad.
Peter, I've known you since you were born.
I've been to every major event in your life from Cub Scouts to--
well, to the day you discovered hair on your schmeckel.
You got a good education.
You're very popular with all those friends of yours. You make a nice living.
And everybody knows you're a good-lookin' kid.
But, Peter, you're a putz.
- Excuse me? - Now, look, I'm your godfather.
I mean, I love ya. I couldn't love ya any more if you were my own son.
But the fact of the matter is you're-- Well, you're a putz.
Is there a point to this?
Lucy.
Peter, there's something... you have to know about her.
You see, she--
Well-- Uh--
She's--
You know--
She's not only your fiancee, she's your guardian angel.
Yeah! Peter, she saved your life!
Now, she's comin' to see you today, and I want you to do yourself a favor.
I want you to look deeply into her eyes and listen with the heart of a man...
who has just been given a second chance at life.
And after two minutes, if you're not madly in love with her...
why, tell her you wanna break up, and you can go back to being a putz.
But if in the two minutes you see what the rest of us only took seconds to see...
you will propose to her for the second time...
and marry her before she has a chance to escape.
Uh, before she comes, take a little time and think about...
what an old putz just told ya.
All right?
You know, if I was 40 years younger, I'd marry her myself.
That is, if she'd convert. Hey, that's a joke.
Oh, I know that.
- Lucy! - Hi.
- Um.
I came to bring you back your things.
Would you like a sandwich?
No, no. I'm okay. Thanks. Can I get you anything?
I wish I had my own clothes.
Well, I like your, um, blue pinstripe.
- Double-breasted? - Yeah.
- Yeah, that's my favorite too. - Really?
Yeah.
Please sit down.
I, I saw a picture of you, uh, when you saved the three squirrels.
Oh. They never call. They never write.
That was a long time ago.
Yeah, I guess we, we don't get to do many heroic things as an adult, huh?
Oh, that's for sure. You do, though!
Oh, no. Jumping in front of that train was unusual.
I don't think I've done anything truly heroic in my whole life.
- I chased a purse-snatcher once. - Well, that's something.
I pretended to pull a hamstring.
Well, most guys probably wouldn't have chased after him in the first place.
I mean, I work at the El. Believe me, I know.
You give up your seat every day in the train.
Well-- But that's not heroic.
It is to the person who sits in it.
And you always gave me something to look forward to every day, so--
You know, you do remind me of someone.
It's probably you.
Thank you.
Uh, uh, ma'am! Excuse me. Excuse me, ma'am, uh--
What apartment?
- You're new. - Yes, ma'am. What apartment?
I'm going to Peter Callaghan's apartment.
Uh, and your name, please?
Ashley Bartlett Bacon. I am Peter's fiancee.
You're not his fiancee.
- Huh? - Huh?
Hey, lookin' good!
Yeah, well, they're movin' me to the second floor.
Great. Mind if I drove?
Uh, no problem. Uh, see you by the elevators.
- All right. - Okay.
- There we go. - Oh. Uh, it's a little drafty.
Here. I brought you some contraband.
Oh. Chocolate peanut butter. Thanks.
- Hey, Lucy's pretty terrific, isn't she? - Oh, yeah.
- We're engaged, you know. - Yeah, I heard that.
Now this I remember.
Everything is better. Everything looks better, feels better.
Even this chocolate peanut butter tastes better.
Good. It's fudge mint.
Whatever. I'm reborn.
lf you were a priest right now, I'd confess everything to you.
No, no, don't confess. I'm trying to be positive right now. Just eat your ice cream.
I don't even know what my secretary sent Mom and Dad for Christmas.
It was a fruit basket. Now, look, I don't wanna get in--
- I've never been faithful to a woman. - I'm gonna leave.
Remember the squirrels?
Don't even say it.
First I knocked them out of their nest with a rock.
- Peter. - Then I saved them.
Eww. Did you say any of this to Lucy?
That was in the past. I'm making a clean start with Lucy. She is--
She is-- She--
What is she? She's--
I'd say that she gets under your skin as soon as you meet her.
She drives you so nuts you don't know whether to hug her or, or just really arm wrestle her.
She would go all the way to Europe just to get a stamp in her passport.
I don't know if that amounts to insanity...
or just being really, really likable.
No, that's not it.
But she's gotta be really special. She's gotta be.
And I can spend the rest of my life finding out why.
I don't have to know now. I don't have to know tomorrow.
I, I don't have to know in a year or ten years.
I don't-- I don't have to-- I don't have to have all the answers today, or--
Maybe someday I'll have a clue, but it doesn't mean I...
I can't make a lifetime commitment.
Does this make any sense?
Not really, but that's common after a head injury.
My shoes.
Ah. Oh, hi.
- What'd they say? - Who?
The Callaghans. Are-- Are they inside?
You missed 'em.
- Well, what was their reaction to the news? - I didn't tell 'em yet.
What do ya-- What do ya-- What do you-- What do you mean, Saul? What a-- What a--
- Now what about Peter? - Well, I didn't tell him either. I--
- What? Saul, you said you were gonna handle this. - I'll handle it.
- This is handling it? - This is handling it.
- Saul? - Listen-- What?
- You're fired. - Fired?
- Sorry. - Pardon me.
Huh!
- Two, please. - Four, please.
Dr. Biloxi. Dr. Biloxi to I.C.U. North.
- Thanks. - You're welcome.
- Ashley! - Scumbag!
You're engaged?
May I remind you that you proposed to me?
You said no. We broke up.
No, no. I was confused. We stepped back.
- You moved to Portugal. - Yes, well, well, I, I didn't think you were going...
to run out and marry the first bimbo that you came across.
- Lucy's not a bimbo. - Lucy?
- Lucy who? - I don't remember.
Liar!
I don't remember proposing. I was in a coma. I have amnesia.
Amnesia? Oh, well, now that's rich.
All right, fine. I want my stuff back.
Fine. Then I want my stuff back.
- What stuff? - Your nose.
- You can't take my nose back. - I paid for it.
Well, then, here. You paid for these too.
Oh, keep 'em. I'm a changed man, Ashley.
Go ahead. Go ahead and marry her, you one-balled bastard.
Holy buckets, Peter.
Movin' on to greener pastures.
- Yeah! - You got it, pal.
Yes, the doctor will be right there.
- Lucy, they moved him. - They moved him?
- Come with me. - Where? - Downstairs.
- Lucy. - What? Oh.
- Lucy. - Hi, Peter.
- Hi. - My God, you look really good.
- I feel really good. - Um--
You know what? Facing death makes a man evaluate his life.
And I've been thinkin' about mine, and I haven't liked what I've seen.
I've seen a man who has courtside tickets to the Bulls...
a, a lucrative investment portfolio...
an apartment on La Rue du Faubourg, Saint Honore.
- Where? - Paris.
But I've also seen a man who has no one to trust.
No one to want to have a son with.
You were there when I needed someone the most.
You gave me a second chance at life.
Took a coma to wake me up.
My family loves ya. I might as well love you.
Lucy Eleanor Moderatz, will you marry me?
Wanda? Wanda? Are you all right?
- Um-- - Honey? Wanda?
Your hair's lookin' very big tonight.
Why, thank you. I love your new cologne.
Yeah, it's called ''Paris Guy.'' It's from France.
- Nice. - How ya doin'?
Hey, are you goin' to see Lucy?
Yeah.
She is the best-lookin' chick in this building.
Hey!
But you are the best-lookin' chick on the third floor.
- Joe Jr.! - Phyllis!
No? This one?
This one? Oh!
I don't want any flowers from you, I am not wearing black underwear...
and I definitely do not want to move in with you, Joe--
Jack.
Well, I don't have any flowers, I wouldn't mind seeing the black underwear,
but under the circumstances, I don't think we should move in together.
I thought you were Joe Jr.
I get that a lot.
- Do you wanna come in? - Yeah.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
- Wow. So that's... - Wow.
- the wedding dress, huh? - Hmm?
The wedding dress.
It works good as a tie too.
Ow. Yeah.
I just wanted to give you this before all the presents started to pile up.
I was droppin' off some furniture in Little ltaly. I look in a window, and--
Florence.
Thank you. It's really beautiful.
And I wanted to say that I think that Peter...
is a very lucky guy.
Thank you.
I had to say that because you're gonna be my sister-in-law.
Ha, ha, ha, ha. Well, I guess we'll be seeing a lot of each other then.
- I better get goin'. - Yeah.
Hey, Jack. Jack!
Yeah?
Can you give me any reason...
why I shouldn't marry your brother?
Oh.
I can't.
- What's this? - It's a wedding invitation.
Wait a minute. This is your wedding invitation.
So?
Whom are we marrying?
Jerry, Peter Callaghan.
The coma guy? Are you insane?
Yes, Jerry, I'm insane.
Every day I go and I sit in a booth like a veal.
I, I work every holiday. I go home to a cat.
And now a rich and handsome man has asked me to marry him, and I have said yes.
Okay, okay. That makes me a raving, total lunatic.
The wedding is tomorrow, Lucy.
I know it's tomorrow, Jerry. But you know what? I even wish it were yesterday.
Because you know what? That would mean that today that I would be on my honeymoon...
that I would finally have a stamp in my passport...
and that it would say ltaly on it!
What happened with the other guy?
He didn't want me.
-Maybe she forgot. -A woman doesn't forget her wedding day.
Maybe she's stuck in traffic.
This isn't-- This looks-- Does this look ridiculous?
- No, you look fine. - All right. All right.
- Well, you got the rings? - Yeah, I got the rings.
What's the matter with you, Jack?
You suck.
I suck, or the outfit sucks?
It's a toss-up.
What do you need?
- Oh. - Oh. Here she is.
She's just a little nervous.
You're not kiddin'.
She's lovely.
Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to join--
I object.
Oh, gee--
I, I, I didn't get to that part yet.
I would have to object too.
- What about you? - Oh, I'm-- I'm thinking.
What the hell is going on?
I am in love with your son.
I know.
Not that one. That one.
Jack, what the hell did you do?
He didn't do anything. He didn't do anything.
It was me. It was all me.
Um, Elsie, how you doin'? You doin' okay?
Um, do you remember that day at the hospital?
Of course you remember that day at the hospital. Well, um, there was a little mix-up.
Um, I saw Peter get pushed onto the tracks, and, uh, I saved his life.
But when I got to the hospital, they wouldn't let me see him.
So, um, the-- someone told the doctor that I was his fiancee.
Only, um-- Oh. It's not true.
I was never engaged to Peter.
Why didn't you say something?
Because I didn't know how to tell you.
We never even met until that day on the tracks.
And, um, it's just when we were in the hospital room, everything happened so fast.
And I couldn't tell you the truth.
And then I didn't wanna tell you the truth because, um...
the truth was that I fell in love with you.
You fell in love with me?
No. No-- Yes. All of you.
I went from being all alone to being...
a fiancee, a daughter...
a granddaughter, a sister...
and a friend.
I might have saved your life on the tracks that day.
But you know what? You really saved mine.
You allowed me to be a part of your family...
and I haven't had that in a really long time.
And I just didn't want to let go of that.
So even though it was just for a little while, I will love them always.
I'm very sorry.
Oh, um, and I'm very sorry about your carpet.
What about my carpet?
- Peter Callaghan is engaged to me! - Oh!
- I object to this wedding. - Get in line.
And I object to your objection.
- Who's that? - Ashley's husband.
You proposed to a married woman?
Yes. And I was in a coma when my brother makes a play...
for my-- sort of my fiancee.
- Peter, how could you do this? - You promised me.
We were better off together.
Hold on, hold on. Just hold on right there.
Hey, Luce, I just wanted to say that, uh...
I'm sorry things didn't work out with that guy.
And, um, you know, right now...
you should get in touch with the child within, and, um...
explore your feminine side, and, um...
you know, don't start eatin' cookies and cake and stuff like that...
because you'll blow up like my Aunt Roberta, you know.
And-- You deserve better than that.
So--
So, um, how are things goin' with, uh, Miss Third Floor?
She's--
Oh, Joey. Joey.
Hmm?
- Do you have any cookies? - No.
You know what? We can try on some of my shoes.
- Okay. - All right.
- Hey. - Hmm?
- Last day, huh? - Yeah, hmph.
- I'm sure gonna miss you. - I'm gonna miss you.
- Oh, we'll see each other. - You better.
- Of course. - All right? - All right.
- Bye.
See ya.
Lucy.
I need to ask ya a question.
Get down on your knee. It's more romantic.
He's proposing! Let him do it.
I am letting him do it.
Can I come in there, please?
I can't.
Not without a token.
He's doin' it!
You knew? How'd you know this?
Marry me?
Yeah.
I love you.
I love you back.
Ah, that's nice.
I'm so happy.
So, I had planned to marry Peter, but I married Jack instead.
Thank goodness my father was right.
Life doesn't always turn out the way you plan.
But Jack, Jack gave me the perfect gift:
a stamp in my passport.
He took me to Florence for our honeymoon.
I guess you might say he gave me the world.
Peter once asked me when it was that I fell in love with Jack...
and I told him, ''It was while you were sleeping.''
When my world is turnin'
When it's turnin' upside down
When all I see is rain
When I think the night won't end
I just think of you
And I can see the sun again
Ooh, wherever would I be
Without ya
- lf I didn't have you - lf I didn't have you
Whatever would I do now, baby
Wherever would I be without ya
- I'd be nowhere - Nowhere
When the dreams I dream all seem
A million miles away
When I'm sure I'll never win
When it's lookin' like I lost my faith
- I just look at you, baby - Baby
And I got reason to believe again
Ooh, wherever would I be
Without ya
- lf I didn't have you - Ooh, if I didn't have you
Whatever would I do now, baby
Wherever would I be without ya
- I'd be nowhere - I'd be nowhere
- Nowhere
Without you
- To love me - To love me
Just be wastin' time
- Goin' out of my mind - My mind
Wherever would I be without you
- lf I didn't have you - lf I didn't have you
Whatever would I do now, baby
Wherever would I be without you
- I'd be nowhere - Nowhere - I'd be nowhere
- Nowhere - Nowhere - Oh, oh, oh
- Wherever would I be without you - Wherever would I be
- Baby
- lf I didn't have you - lf I didn't have you
Wherever would I be now, baby
lf I didn't have you