Planes, Trains and Automobiles Page #2

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the Braidwood Inn.

I missed that one.

I got an idea.

I know the manager.

If you pick up

the cab fare,

I'll make sure

you get a room.

Umm...

Yeah. Yeah, sure. Great.

All right.

Grab an end

of this thing, will you?

Thanks a lot.

Is this your trunk?

Yeah. You should try

lugging this thing

around New York City.

# Well,

it takes you up #

# And it

beats you down, yeah #

# It plays around #

# And it spends

your money... ##

Where the hell

is the motel?

Doobie,

is it much farther?

Not much.

Why didn't you

take the interstate?

Your friend

has never been here,

so I figured he'd like

to look around.

There's nothing

on the interstate.

It's the middle

of the night.

I know, but he's

proud of his town.

That's a rare thing

these days.

Take care of the luggage,

will you, Doobie?

OK, Del.

Get off of me.

Stick with me.

Evening, Gus.

Del Griffith,

how the hell are you?

Still a million bucks shy

of being a millionaire.

Gus, meet an old friend.

Neal Page, Gus Mooney.

Glad to meet you, Nick.

I told my friend you'd

give him a room tonight.

Do you have

a major credit card?

Do you still honor those discount

credit cards?

I'll have to charge you

for a double,

but with the discount,

it'll come out even.

We're a pretty good team.

We were on our way

to Chicago,

and the storm

brought us here.

I know.

I must have half your flight here.

Well, I guess you're all fixed,

so, uh, there you are.

Last room in the complex.

You mean sh-share?

Hey, easy on that.

OK.

Hell of a cab ride,

wasn't it?

Yeah, you don't see

cabs like that too often.

Want to take a shower?

No!

I meant, did you want to go first?

You-you thought...

I wouldn't...

What do you think I am?

Gee, that's funny.

Ah. Ah.

Oh, come...

come on.

Ah! Ouch, ouch, ouch!

To wear a pompadour...

Excuse me.

I'd switch pillows with you,

but I'm allergic to sponge.

I'd be sneezing all night

with that thing.

That's why I carry

my own pillow.

It's hypoallergenic.

I had no idea

those beer cans

would blow like that.

You left them

on a vibrating bed.

What did you think

would happen?

It just didn't

occur to me.

It didn't

occur to you,

so I have to sleep

in a puddle of beer.

You want to switch?

I just want to sleep.

Me, too.

I am bushed.

Good night.

Good night.

I'll have to burn the sheets!

What if the shoe

was on the other foot?

I'd go barefoot!

Traffic is resuming

at O'Hare field,

and flights will be

moving shortly.

Sorry.

Goddamn!

What, what?

That's it!

Without clearing my sinuses,

I'll snore all night.

If your kid spills his milk,

do you slap him?

What-what-what is that

supposed to mean?

You're not a very

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