Why don't you, like,|ever realize the truth, Vince?
I ate nine pies and a meatball hero|in one hour. That's a record.
It wasn't nine pies.|It was eight.
You left two slices of mushroom|on the last tray.
- Violet?|- You guys, it was six pies. No hero.
then we'll stop talkin'|about the subject.
Enjoy your pie, guys.
- It's the last one I'll ever serve.|- Aren't you forgetting something?
Quit it, Pete.|I'm not doin' that.
It's a tradition.|Sign the card.
I got it, folks.|I got the first autograph.
- Hey, Violet. All right!|- Violet's on her way to the wall.
That wall is jinxed.|I won't sit near that wall.
Let's hope you have better luck|than they did.
- Ladies and gentlemen.
As you all know, my best friend,|Violet Sanford,
and travel the 42 miles|to New York City.
So-- Okay, come on.|Bring her up here, girls.
- Come on, Violet.
Come on, Vi.|Come on, everyone.
Hey, Violet, come on.|Come up here.
- Come on, honey.|- You guys!
live without you by my side
thinking how you did me wrong
and I knew how to get along
No, not I
I will survive
I know how to love I know I'll be alive
I got all my love to give
I will survive
Look at this!
No reason at all.
Police have no leads.
- Tragic.|- Dad, what're you doin?
Dad, stop. I get the point.|Here. Eatyour eggs.
They're not eggs. They're egg whites.|And I'd rather eat the carton.
- I don't take vitamins.|- You do now. Just take them.
I'm the parent. You're the child|running away to live by herself.
I should be tellin' you|how to live.
Fine. How should I live?
- Simple. Don't go.
- Don't do the laundry.|- Don't do the laundry.
Ah, this is interesting.
I never said songwriter|in New York City. That's the exception.
You said anything,|and I believed you, so--
I'm not leavin' this house|without your support.
- That's Gloria. What's it gonna be?
Violet, I saw how hard it was|for your mother when she didn't make it.
But if she was here,|she'd tell me to shutup,
wish you luck|and give you a big hug.
Is that okay?
This is the last of it.
- Honey, are you okay with that?|- Yeah, I got it.
I got it. Wait.
- Let's hit it.|- Good luck.
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