Dad

Jake, honey,

it's time to get up.

Good morning.

Good morning, Bette.

It's a little chilly.

I'll put out a sweater.

Hmm-mmm.

Get dressed now.

I want to be there

when they open.

Okay.

I already put sugar in.

One is enough.

Here's your napkin.

You want that buttered?

There you go.

Good morning.

Watch your step.

The inspector's here.

Good morning, Mrs. Tremont.

Good morning, Mr. Korman.

Mr. Tremont.

Hello.

The Dodgers did

okay last night. Huh?

Yes.

What can I do for you,

Mrs. Tremont?

It says pork chops on sale.

Yes, indeed.

Just follow me right over here.

All of these in

this row right here,

on sale as advertised.

What about these

pork chops here?

Those are not

the ones on sale.

The ad just says

pork chops, Mr. Korman.

It doesn't have

their pictures

or their ID numbers.

It just says pork chops.

What is it that you want,

Mrs. Tremont?

I want these pork

chops at those prices.

You got it.

Jake.

Jake.

Uh...

Sorry to drop this

on you, John, first thing,

but I have one personnel

problem you should know about.

This kid we want to hire can't

decide between us and Goldman.

I know you hate this,

but I think you have

to step in

and use your

magic touch.

Oh, is he really that good?

I can't stand this

recruiting stuff.

All these kids out

of business school

think they're worth $100,000

after one week on the job.

I hate their attitudes.

You know,

when I was that age,

I had to walk a mile in

the snow for a stock tip.

This kid's special.

I think you'll find

that out if you spend

a little time with him.

All right, arrange it with Kathy

for sometime later this week.

I'm booked for

the next few days.

Well, the Vale prospectus

is shaping up well

but management is resisting

our suggestions

that we provide data to

help investors understand

why the company

is so profitable.

They're afraid of giving too much

information to their competitors.

I don't know

why we're dealing with

this Vale guy anyway.

He's a shady character.

I think we're risking

the reputation of the firm.

If we turn him down,

we'll never get his business again.

There's a huge fee involved

and the banking division

needs the business.

I'm worrying about

my bonus this year.

Oh, mark that down.

I think that's the earliest worrying

about a bonus ever recorded.

Yeah?

It's your sister, Mr. Tremont.

She says it's important.

She's has to talk to you now.

Hi, Annie.

How are you?

I'm in a meeting.

What's up?

John, it's about Mom.

She's had a heart attack.

She's okay,

but it's pretty serious.

Can you come out?

Hey!

How was your flight?

All right.

The guy next to me

wouldn't leave me alone.

Once they hear you're on

Wall Street, forget it.

"What about this stock? What about

that stock? What about bonds?"

Yeah, I know.

Ever heard of a stock

called Chrometex?

Mario.

A guy in the math department

told me about it.

They make those heat sensors

for cryogenic capsules.

It's gonna be bigger

than the telephone.

No, it's not.

It's not?

No.

How's Annie?

How's she holding up?

Good. She's at home

with your father.

We can go there

first or the hospital.

Whatever.

Let's go to the hospital.

That's what I figured.

How's Dad?

To be honest, Johnny,

he's a little shook up.

That's why Annie's there.

She didn't want

to leave him alone.

So what's going on with Mom?

How serious is this?

Hard to tell with her.

You know your mother.

She won't admit she's

actually had a heart attack.

She's lying there

going into cardiac arrest,

she's claiming

it's indigestion.

She's blaming me.

What do you mean?

She said it was the sausages

I made for dinner.

She claims I was

trying to kill her.

Are you?

No jury would convict me, John.

Believe me.

I believe you.

I must really be

sick if you're here.

See, Mom,

that's why you're the best.

Not many people

would have gone for guilt

in your situation.

How you feeling?

Are you in any pain?

I'm staying alive

by willpower.

She'll tell you.

I've the willpower of

a woman half my age.

You underestimate yourself.

Did you see your father yet?

No, I came straight

from the airport.

When you see him,

don't say anything to him

about the heart attack.

Just tell him that something

went wrong with my insides.

Okay?

Mom.

Listen to me.

Just tell him it's something

with my insides.

He'll understand that

because I had

the hysterectomy.

Okay.

There's food in the freezer.

It's all marked.

If you have to go out,

go to McDonald's or Wendy's.

Someplace simple.

Mom, I don't think you

should worry about Dad now.

I think you should be

worrying about yourself.

You had a heart attack.

I'm not so sure

I had a heart attack.

It felt more like

gas pains to me.

Mom, for gas pains

they give you Tums.

They don't hook you up

to $20 million

worth of machines.

Did you see the doctor

who was taking care of me?

Because I don't think

he was a real doctor.

He was wearing tight pants

with a big silver

belt buckle.

He can't be more

than 30 years old.

They'll let anyone

through medical school

these days.

John!

God, it's good to see you.

You stopped and

saw Mom first, huh?

Yeah.

How did she look to you,

John, really?

Like Mom.

Like she was gonna

walk out of there

dragging IV bottles with her.

Well, it was only gas pains.

I'm sure she told you.

Yeah.

And the willpower?

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