That Old Feeling Page #4

I would say so,

when the counselor's trying

to put the make on my wife.

That was long after

you were off with Rowena,

humping like

a middle-aged mink.

After we go in for a session,

and the man who was supposed to

save my marriage of 14 years...

tells me he wants to interface

to talk about his feelings.

What a load. Because his feeling is

that he can make my wife happier.

And I'm paying the guy to hear this.

Bullshit!

You bounced the check!

Wouldn't you?

You are so pathetically

jealous of Alan...

just because he's

a national phenomenon.

At least I had the maturity

not to marry a bauble.

She is a top interior designer!

Oh, come on!

She made our apartment look

like a Greek whorehouse!

I would never have

touched Rowena

if you hadn't thrown yourself

at Dr. Feelgood first!

First? I was never first!

You were first, Lillian!

I was the faithful one! Faithful

like a Kennedy is faithful!

I was faithful,

and, boy, am I sorry now.

Do you know who

I could have slept with?

I could have had the entire

Rock and Roll Hall of Fame.

I turned down a Beatle for you!

I remember Ringo being on a bender!

Stop it! Stop now!

He started it! Right now!

No! She did! No! Look, look!

If you can't do it, then go

outside and cool it off.

You're asking us to take it outside?

We are outside!

That's stunningly obvious.

All right, move it!

Well, now, these are people

who are dialoguing.

It's so important to dialogue and

to language with each other.

This is my wedding!

Don't you dare

ruin this for me!

You may not come back here 'til you

can hold a civil conversation.

All I can say is, I am glad that

I'm marrying into Keith's family.

Look what you did!

And you behaved yourself?

You'd scare a piranha!

I was totally

and completely civil!

You wrecked Molly's wedding!

You wrecked it by showing up.

I suppose you think you

should have given her away.

You have the balls for it.

Aah! Aaah!

You bastard! Let go of me!

Why don't you whistle for your broomstick?

Maybe it'll come and get ya.

Let go! I know all

about that right hook.

Oh! Ah! Sutures!

You had a scalp lift,

you vain son of a b*tch!

You picked up a few pounds,

huh, fatty?

Put me down!

Take your hands off me!

Go ahead. Try something!

Take your hands off me!

So... So... So...

It's sick. It's sick.

It's really sick.

We've got to stop. It's wrong.

It's my worst nightmare.

Stop. Stop.

We've got to stop.

You're right.

Oh!

Keith, what was going on out there?

Looked kind of heated.

Theatrical people. They

shout hello to each other.

Boy, that cannot happen again.

We're going to have

to see them in shifts.

We can't have them doing that in public.

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