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- Ah. Come in, Mr. Webber. - Hi, Covington. What happened?

I think we blew a fuse a minute ago.

It's as though somebody died.

- Come this way. Careful, now. - Okay.

- Is Mr. Fallon here? - Oh, yes, he's here.

Would you take this? I'll check the fuse box.

- Yeah, sure, okay. - Careful.

Hugh?

Hugh?

Surprise!

Is it 41 or 42?

...right in and chase the shepherds away

...right in and made my sunniest day

Happy birthday to you

Happy birthday to you

Happy birthday, dear George

Happy birthday to me

I go down on my knees to you.

How do you feel about 42?

- 42 what? - Mm.

You know. Years.

It depends. How do you feel?

- I feel betrayed. - Ohh.

Really?

Well...

You know...

...they say...

...you know who "they" are...

...that life begins at 40.

I spent the last...

...2 years...

...realizing they'd been lying in their teeth.

I don't know. I think the last 2 years have been rather good.

That's because you're 38.

- Keep your voice down. - Ohh.

- Goodnight, George. - Mm.

- Good night, Sam. - Night, Sheila.

Night, Sheil.

Sam...

...I want you to promise me something.

Never!

Never throw me a surprise party again.

- You're welcome. - Oh, you know what I mean.

I'm going to fill out my night.

Could I have some more white wine, Bacchus, my dear?

How you feeling, birthday boy?

Oh. Invalided.

You mean invalid?

I'm... Well, that, too...

...but I feel basically invalided, like an invalid.

Remember what they say, George. After 40, it's all patch, patch, patch.

Ugh. I'm going home.

- We're working here in the morning. - Oh, goody, goody.

- Hey, hi. - Hi.

- How you doing? - It's good to see you.

- How's the water? - Great.

Oh. Thanks, Covington. Thanks.

Happily

Oh, baby, won't you and me

We had it made

Here, try this.

Put this in front of "don't call it love."

- Oh, in front. - Right. Try it.

If they ask you

You can say that We ended happily

- And then have... - Right.

But don't call it love

When you're talking to me

Great.

If they ask you

You can say that We ended happily

But don't call it love

When you're talking to me

- Great. Yeah. - Got it?

- I'm going home. - Right.

How's Sam?

Oh. Sam's great.

Sam's mostly always great.

Can I have my jacket, please?

That sounds mostly intellectual, not emotional.

I guess so.

I guess she'd be happier if things were more emotional.

- I guess so would you. - Ho-ho-ho.

For a man who's never been analyzed...

I'd analyze you better than that expensive shrink.

But you'd come out gay and I couldn't do that to Sam.

- Here you go. - Thanks.

- I'll give her your love. - No. Give her yours.

He's no more than a man

Nothing special that you'd run to see

He's a child to be sure At times insecure

But he pleases me

For when I'm in his arms

And the last little star slowly dies

I'm enchanted to be

The me that I see in his eyes

He's a man, nothing more

Sort of clumsy and absent of mind

Not the kind of a beau I dreamed long ago

That I would find

He's my lover, my friend

What more could I ask him to be?

So in our little plot

The mystery is what he sees in me

Why is it I never doubt him

When I've known all along

Now and then

The very best of men must roam

Sure, I get lonely without him

But a man, right or wrong

The more you bind him

The less you find him home

He's no more than a man

Just a weaver of wishes and dreams

Very shy, insecure

He's a child...

Oh, shit!

- Hi. - Hi.

- Are you hurt? - No.

Would you mind stepping out?

- Do you have a license? - Yeah.

Thank you.

Did you know your license had expired?

- What? - July 26.

Oh, no!

Yeah. Uh...

Do you have a registration?

- For the car. - Um...

Yeah, sure.

Expired license, no registration...

...and reckless driving.

I think you'll need a lawyer to help you with this one, Mr. Webber.

Yeah.

- See if you can get this thing started. - Yeah. Thank you.

Go on, move it!

Marriage is a sacred commitment...

...designed on earth, sanctified in heaven.

Consider these two rings.

Perfect circles...

...without beginning, without end...

...signifying God's eternal love and devotion.

Where would we be without God's love?

One of the most glorious of God's institutions...

...is the institution of marriage.

A union of two souls swearing allegiance...

...and promising in God's name to obey one another...

...until death do them part.

In today's world...

...it does well to consider such a commitment.

For in the final analysis, on the day of reckoning...

...we shall all be held to account.

The time has come for David and Jenny...

...to make this commitment to one another.

Do you, David, take Jennifer...

...as your lawful wedded wife...

...to have and to hold...

...in sickness and in health...

...from this day forward till death do you part?

Ahh! Shit!

Hello!

Hi.

- Whose car? - What?

- Whose car? - It's a loaner.

- Jesus, George! - Don't look.

What have you done to your nose?

A bee flew in the car.

My God! You're lucky you didn't have a wreck.

- I did have a wreck. I hit a police car. - A police car?

Yes. And not just a police car. A Beverly Hills police car.

- My God. Does it hurt? - You bet your knickers it hurts.

Have you taken anything for it?

Four of your birth control pills. I hope that's all right.

Try an antihistamine.

I don't like those. They make me pregnant.

I'll start dinner.

Thank God for that.

Okay, what's up?

What do you mean?

I've been getting strange vibrations.

Probably just a temporary...

...malfunction of my biorhythms, dear.

Maybe you are allergic.

That bee sting's awfully close to your frontal lobes.

Sit down. You'll just screw things up in the kitchen.

- Go play the piano. - I want to do my share.

- You shall, darling. Later. - Ohh. Yeah!

Unbelievable.

Un-fucking-believable.

- Does that guy have a telescope too? - Yeah.

- See anything interesting? - Oh, yeah!

Hi, Sam!

Shit! She did it again.

The latest hike in OPEC oil...

That son of a bitch has a bigger telescope than we have.

Not "we" have, "you" have.

I don't peep into somebody else's windows to get my jollies.

You and your friend are dirty old men.

He's not my friend.

He should be. You know him intimately now.

I don't watch him, I watch his broads. He's got a hell of a stable.