Boynton Beach Club

* Love and marriage

* Love and marriage

* Go together like a horse and carriage

* This, I tell you, brother

* You can't have...

You're like a little kid. Stop squirming.

Marilyn, you know I'm ticklish.

Hold still. Or else I'll nick you like the last time.

* ...institute you can't disparage

* Ask the local gentry

* And they will say it's elementary

* Try, try, try to separate them

* It's an illusion

* Try, try, try, oh, try and you will only come

So if Bernie calls about tennis,

tell him I reserved the courts for 12:30.

Oh, the exterminator's coming at 2:00. The ants are back.

Irma's taking me to the hairdresser,

so I hope you'll be back by then to let him in.

Don't worry, sweetie. Have I ever let you down before?

Never.

Love you. Love you, too.

* ...one without the other

* Papa loves mambo

* Mamma loves mambo

* Look at 'em sway with it

* Getting so gay with it

* Shouting ole with it, wow!

* Ugh!

* Papa loves mambo

* Papa loves mambo

Marty, you're looking good.

* Mamma loves mambo

* Papa does great with it

* Swings like a gate with it

* He loses weight with it, now!

* He goes to

* She goes fro

Hey, baby.

* He goes fast

* She goes slow

* He goes left

* And she goes right

* Papa's looking for Mamma

Hey, Marty.

* Papa loves mambo

* Mamma loves mambo

* Having their fling again

* Younger than spring again

* Feeling that zing again, wow!

So I'm in the appliance department, waiting 20 minutes, Joyce.

I mean, I don't have all day. I'm a very busy person.

So finally the salesman,

who couldn't have been more than 18 years old, says to me,

"Lady, we can't take this blender back.

"We haven't even sold this model for three years."

So I said to this little snotnose,

"How would you know? You don't even look like

"you've worked here for three years."

And do you know what he had the nerve to say to me?

He said, "Now you listen to me, miss, I..."

Wait a second. One second, Joyce.

I--I think I--I hit the recycling bin again.

One second, Joyce. For crying out loud.

* ...nowhere in sight

Marty was good. He was kind. He was witty. He was funny.

In fact, whenever you would see Marty,

you couldn't help but feel good

and if we felt that way, you can imagine how his beloved family felt.

Marilyn, he loved you with all his heart,

and all his soul, and all his might

and the legacy of his name will be an enduring memorial for all of us.

God has a very special place in his heart...

Danny, hang on to the bag.

Hey, how are my big boys?

Hi, Ma. How you doing?

I'm doing and you? Good.

What's that? We bought you a dog.

Why? It will keep you company.

You know I don't like dogs.

Come on, Ma. Trust me. You're going to fall in love with him.

Be nicer. Like this. Don't hit her, Eric. Eric, stop!

Ma. Ma, did you hear what I just said?

What? I'm sorry.

I said, I think you should move back up north and live with us.

I mean, the kids would love having you around and so would Alan and I.

Right, Alan? Yeah.

Danny, take that dog outside.

That's very nice of both of you,

but I can manage just fine on my own down here.

Mom, Daddy did everything for you.

You don't even know how to balance a checkbook.

So I'll learn.

You haven't driven in years. How are you going to get to the supermarket?

Denise, I can walk everywhere I need to.

Ma, why are you being so stubborn?

You should sue that woman.

That woman lives in this community.

I could bump into her at the supermarket, or at the clubhouse.

I don't want a big lawsuit. It could get very ugly.

Oh, yeah... Danny, Eric.

Guys, what's going on? Eric, you broke that glass.

Whenever I tell you...

Eric, I'm gonna kick you in the butt. I'm serious.

Liar, liar, pants on fire. I'm warning you guys.

Let's go, on the count... No. No!

Hi. Hope I didn't come at a bad time.

I'm Lois Marion. I live over by the clubhouse.

I don't think we've met.

No, I don't think we have.

I'm so sorry for your loss.

From all of us at the Boynton Beach Bereavement Club

here's a basket and an invitation to our next meeting.

I didn't do it. He did it.

No, he did.

I can see you're busy with family.

But if you're interested, all the information is on the card.

I know it's difficult. We've all been there.

Thank you.

Oh, by the way, I'm a decorator.

I see a lot of houses and yours is lovely.

Be well. Bye.

Bye. Stop it right now. You guys...

Get off the...

...and my grandma, Phyllis,

was one of the coolest people I have ever known.

No matter what I did, she was never judgmental.

She always listened. She was like my best friend.

Nana, I love you

and will miss you very much.

Will the mourners please rise for the Kaddish?

Bye.

No kidding.

Look. I got to call you back, Mona.

Harry Fanolli.

Jack Gudman.

Sorry about your wife, Jack, but I got to tell you,

it's nice to have another guy in the group.

Oops.

Forgot to turn this thing off.

I've come here for over a year.

There's an eight-to-one woman-to-man ratio.

I swear to God, never been so popular in my life.

Let me tell you, some of these ladies are still pretty good-looking.

Good morning, everyone.

Hi, Elaine. Hi, Elaine.

Let's get started.

We have a new member today. I'd like you all to meet Jack.

Jack, welcome to the Boynton Beach Bereavement Club.

Hi, Jack. Hi, Jack.

So, Jack, would you like to tell us a little bit about yourself?

Um...

My wife, Phyllis, was my companion

and, uh, best friend for 45 years

and my daughter thought that I should be with other people.

Ever since Phyllis died,

I haven't gone out much.

It's like everything's in slow motion. I'm sorry.

We've all been there. Believe me, it gets better with time.

Thanks.

So when did your wife pass away?

Three and a half months ago.

Look, it's tough. Right, everybody?

But I picked myself up and you are going to do the same thing, Jack.

Harry talks big now, but he was a basket case

when he first came to the group.

Really, we all were.

Grief is a normal process.

We have to go through the stages in order to come out of it.

How about joining me for lunch.

They got a great all-you-can-eat buffet over at Delray.

Nah, I wouldn't be good company.

Okay. You're getting on with your life. Keeping busy is what helps.

Now, if you need anything, you give me a call.

See you next week, sexy. See you, hon.

Oh, and I bet you're still living off the frozen casseroles.

How did you know?

Hey, word gets out and all the single women start showing up with casseroles.

I got so sick of tuna noodle, I taught myself how to cook.

I'm pretty good, too. You know, you should stop by my place,

I'll teach you a few tricks.

I also do laundry.

I'm learning the hard way. All my underwear is pink.

You'll get the hang of it. So where do you live?

Valencia Shores.

Ritzy. I got a couple of card buddies over there.

Look. You play pinochle? We're always looking for a fourth.

Now look, here's my number. Don't be a stranger.

Thanks.

PHYLLIS ON ANSWERING MACHINE: Hi, you've reached Jack and Phyllis.

We're out hang-gliding and can't come to the phone

so leave us a message and we'll call you back when we land.

Hi, Dad, it's me.

Don't you think it's time you changed that message?

I'll call you tonight. Love you. Bye.

Oh, I should have ordered the ranch dressing on the side.

Maybe I shouldn't have ordered a cheeseburger and a milkshake.