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I've been waiting here

for twenty minutes.

I couldn't believe it.

I'm so sorry.

It's all right.

Oh, Gladys,

that is unreasonable.

Well, Stuart, Margo.

Do you think that's unusual?

Happens all the time.

No. That's right. You...

That's my balance, right?

Well, sure.

Well, I guess

that takes care of it.

Thank you, Janet.

See you next week.

-Same time, same station.

-Great. Thank you.

-I saw what you did.

-So what?

You took that money.

-What if I did?

-Give me that purse.

I want to look inside

that purse!

Sorry.

-You can't do that!

-Why not?

Because it belongs to the bank.

So? Who cares?

Come on. Don't be so selfish.

Don't be ridiculous.

Get your hands off my purse.

-Wait.

-Stop!

Nobody's going anyplace,

Mrs. Piersall.

You, too, Mr. Biederman.

Glad to see you, sheriff.

Put the gun away, Ned.

Theodore, what's that

you got in your hand?

That's my Christmas club money.

The girl that I love so...

Give me a pitcher, Bird Eye.

Mary, what are you doing here?

Oh, just having a drink.

You know my sister Dawn

and my brother-in-law Pete.

I got waylaid at the bar,

if you'll pardon the expression.

Are you leaving?

I just got here.

No.

He gets up when a lady comes in.

A what?

I'm just kidding, Stu.

I think that's really sweet.

-Where's Bill?

-Bill who?

Bill is my husband

of, lo, these many years.

I left him bleeding to death

on the living room carpet.

I didn't, but I should have.

Excuse the girl talk,

OK, Stuart?

Why don't you visit?

I'm going to get some more wine.

Thank you. We're going

to take a short break.

We'll be back

in about fifteen minutes.

You all right?

What, Margo? What's the matter?

Is Bill the problem?

No, I'm the problem.

I've been having nightmares.

And awful...

they don't ever stop.

Hey, do me a favor

and don't touch me, OK?

It's just the way I feel

right now.

I'm sorry.

I can't help it.

May I have this dance?

Do you mind waiting

for the next one, Howard?

Well, I'd like to cut in now,

if you don't mind.

Next one, Howard, huh?

How come you think

you're better than me?

I don't.

You know, you always have.

You always have.

Easy, Howard, easy.

What do you think

you're taking it, a**hole?

Just back off, huh, will you?

Back off.

You'd never go out with me,

would you?

You just didn't think

I was good enough, did you?

Did you? You slut!

Jennifer!

You never felt real pain,

have you, Jennifer?

You want to see real pain?

Howard, you can go home now.

If it gives you any trouble,

call me.

Otherwise,

I'll see you in two weeks.

OK. Thank you very much,

Dr. Carr.

You, too, doctor.

Life can be so sweet

On the sunny side of the street

There's a place.

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