"Hello?" "You got 'em, right?" " What can I say?" "Jerry, I was hoping you'd say you got, two seats on the 50-yard line at the Bear-Packer game... but I have the feeling you're not gonna say that." "Oh, I tried everything I could think of, Bob." "Well, we're just gonna have to pay the scalpers' prices." "No good." "Even the scalpers are going to see this one." "There's no way, Bob, unless" " Unless what?" "Unless" " Unless what?" "I got it, Bob." " You got what?" "Peoria." "Peoria." " The games not blacked out in Peoria." "We can make a weekend out of it." "See, we'll drive down, check in to a nice motel." "Saturday, we'll relax, have a big dinner." "Sunday, we'll get up and watch the game on big-screen color TV." "That's a great idea." " Yeah." "We'll be back Sunday night." "Sunday night." " Uh-huh." "Gee, I kind of hate to take a whole weekend away from Emily." "Oh, yeah, well, why don't you have Emily come on down with us?" "It'll just be the three of us then." "I don't think Emily would want to drive... all the way to Peoria just to see us watch a football game." "Oh, what a shame!" "Well, then it'll just be the two of us, huh?" "Better count me out, Jerry." " Bob..." "Bears and Packers." "Bears and Packers." "Bears and Packers." "Packers and Bears-No matter how you say it, it means a fight to the finish." "That's what I'm afraid of, Jerry- you know, Bob and Emily, Emily and Bob." "You telling me now you don't want to go?" " That's right." "He wants to spend the weekend with his wife." "No, he doesn't." "Do you, Bob?" "Well, some of it." "Jerry, if I were Emily, Bob would have to have a pretty good reason... to spend a weekend away from home without me." "He's got two very good reasons:" "the Bears and the Packers, blacked out in Chicago." "What, he's supposed to miss a game like that?" "Well, what's Emily supposed to do while you two guys are sitting around... watching a bunch of jocks kick each other's seats in?" "All right, now, look." "This man works hard for his living." "He doesn't blow his money on women, booze, fancy cars." "All he's asking for is one lousy weekend out of his whole life!" "You wouldn't want him to miss the game of the century, would you?" "And what happens when the next game of the century is blacked out... next weekend?" "And then the Lions come to town and then the Rams and all those other animals?" "And then pretty soon, Bob, you might just as well move to Peoria... because your marriage will be blacked out." "Well, I chained all of your patio furniture down." "Howard, I just can't picture a burglar carrying wrought iron furniture... down the side of a high-rise apartment." "It's not just burglars." "Remember how that wind comes whipping off that lake?" "I mean, last year, six umbrella tables were blown off my balcony." "Well, look at it this way." "There's probably a lovely sidewalk cafe down there." "Oh, hi, honey." " Hi, honey." "Hi, Bob." " Hi, Howard." "Would you come over here by the window?" "Right over here." "Stand right there." "Look out the window." "What do you see?" "Toddling town, Howard." "No, no, no." "Not Chicago." "I chained your patio furniture down." "That's an unusual thing for someone to do, Howard." "Well, I'll see ya, Emily." "Have a nice time up there." "Emily, up where?" "This is the weekend we're going up to Sylvia and Jack's cabin." "Oh, no, it's not this weekend." "Gee, I'm sure Sylvia said the 17th, Bob." "No, it couldn't be this weekend." "Yeah." "Yeah, it is." "See?" "Don't you remember we talked about it... and decided we might as well get it over with... since we've canceled out so many times?" "Emily?" " Yeah?" "I want to cancel out again." "Why, Bob?" " Well, the game sold out, and there are no seats left." "Oh, good." "But, let me finish." "Jerry thought it'd be a good idea if we drove to Peoria and watched the game on television." "You're gonna drive to Peoria to watch a game on television and drive all the way back?" "Won't that be tiring?" " Well, Jerry thought we could... drive down Saturday morning and then drive back Sunday night... because of that very thing." "Oh, the whole weekend, huh?" "Saturday, Sunday-Yeah, that's... pretty much the whole weekend." " Oh." "Well, I don't mind for myself, Bob, because I've got plenty to do... but, I don't see how you're gonna get out ofSylvia and Jack." "Well, couldn't you, call Sylvia and Jack... and, tell them you hurt your foot or something?" "Oh, no." "I am not gonna call them and lie." "Bob, they're your friends." "If you want to go with Jerry that badly... you call Sylvia, and you tell her the truth." "Well, maybe I'll just, I'll call her and check on what's going on." "I mean, you know how vague they are about plans." "They're probably not even at the cabin now." "Sylvia?" "Bob Hartley." "Yeah, we have the directions." "So, how's Jack?" "He's not there." "He's hanging up the Japanese lanterns." "Boy, you're, really going all out, aren't you?" "And who else is coming?" "All the way from Stuttgart." "How's the television reception up there?" "Not even an electrical outlet, huh?" "Here's the thing, Sylvia." "We aren't gonna be able to make it." "Yeah, and I'm not gonna lie and tell you some excuse." "To be perfectly honest..." "Emily broke her foot." "Well, here it is, Bob." "Beautiful, huh?" "Just like I told you" " Perfect." "Yeah, it's, perfect, Jerry, except there's only one bed." "Oh, yeah." "Well, which side do you want to sleep on?" "Jerry, I hope you won't be offended." "I want to sleep on both sides." "Oh, yeah." "I can understand that, Bob." "Why don't we just call up and ask for another room?" "Good idea." " Right." "But this is a terrific room, Bob." "I mean, look at that view- all those lights, all those neat factories." "It's very romantic, Jerry." "I still want my own bed." "This is Dr. Hartley in Room 535." "Yeah, there's been a mix-up." "Yeah, we're gonna need another bed." "No, we didn't have a fight." "Yeah, we're two guys, and we need two beds... you know, one for each guy." "Well, what's that supposed to mean?" "Well, could you switch us to another room?" "Yeah, I'll hold on." "Jerry, they're gonna try to switch us to another room." "Yeah, good." "Hey, look at this neat thing on the wall here." "We can have coffee, tea... hot chocolate, a variety of soups." "They gave us some saltines here." "Great." "We can have our meals in the bathroom." "Hello?" "You're all filled up." "Well, could you send up another bed then?" "Thank you very much." "They're gonna send up another bed." " Great." "Well, right here is where it's all gonna happen, Bob- right on this very set." "Look at that-instant warm-up." "Look at the way that picture comes in- clarity, color intensity- everything you could ever ask for in a TV picture." "So hightail it down to Moose Motors... where we've got tractors, combines, hay balers, jeeps, pickups... and the all-new 70-bushel Polaris four-speed thresher for under $1 8,000." "That's enough, okay, Jerry?" " Just follow the alphabet to "Z" Street" "You know, if you're ever in the market for a thresher, that's probably not a bad price." "Well, I think I'll unpack." "Unpack?" "You don't do much traveling, do you?" " What do you mean?" "When you get to a new place, you look around, see what's happening, you know?" "Well, I thought I'd get organized first." "Bob, don't get organized first." "I mean, come on!" "The night is young." "You're in Peoria." "Yeah, I thought I'd call up Emily..." "Just to let her know we arrived okay." " Sure." "Sure, sure, fine." "You call up Emily." "Yeah, tell her that you're tired from the long trip... and all the singing that we did in the car." "You're gonna brush your teeth, and then you're gonna go into bed." "Then you come on downstairs and meet me in the bar." "Hello?" " Howard, is that you?" "Oh, hi, Bob." "It's me, Howard." "What are you doing there, Howard?" "Well, I just came over to keep Emily company." "Oh, well, can I talk to her?" " Well, she's not here now." "Oh." "Yeah, I was telling her about flight patterns... and, suddenly she had to go to the market." "Yeah." "Listen, Howard." "I just called to tell Emily I arrived safely and," "Oh, Howard?" "Would you give Emily this message?" "I wish you were here." "I miss you very much." "I'll see you after the game Sunday." "And," "I, love you." "What'd you say, Bob?" "I love you." "Wow." "Wow." "That's a really nice thing for you to say, Bob." "And I'm gonna tell Emily you said that." "I want you to tell her I said that, Howard." "See ya." " Bye." "Come in." "You order a bed?" " Yeah." "Here you are." "Dave, Dave," "Over here, Dave." "Come on, Dave." "Dave, I'd like you to meet Angela" " Hi!" "And this is Janine." " Oh, he's so cute." "You were right, Lloyd." "Well, Dave... it must be really exciting being a race car driver." "A what?" " Oh, yeah." "Well, you bet it is, boy." "He's one of the best in the business." "Know what they call him?" ""Mr. Guts."" " Wow." "Boy, you ought to see some of the stunts I've got him doing.." "In the big movie I'm directing about the Indy 500." "We better get something straight." "I don't know about Lloyd here, but I'm not a race car driver." "I'm a psychologist." "My name is not Dave." "It's Bob, and I'm married." "Well, nobody's perfect." "Oh, we knew you were putting us on." " Oh, sure." "I was just waiting for you to tell the truth." "What do you really do?" " You mean the truth?" "Well, my name is actually Jerry Robinson... and I'm a United States senator." "I'm just kidding." "Actually, I'm an orthodontist." "The only reason I don't say that is then I have to explain it later." "What's an orthodontist?" " See what I mean?" "What are you girls doing here?" " I'm visiting Janine for a few days." "She's a native of Peoria." " Oh, really!" "Hey, maybe you could show us the town later, huh?" "Well, this is the town." "Well, they got the greatest food here and the nicest rooms." "Oh, yeah?" "Well, you got rooms here?" "No." "Angela does." " Really?" "In this very motel?" "Yeah." "Room 303." " Three-O, isn't that fantastic?" "Senator?" " Yes?" "I'm gonna get some dinner." "I'll see you later." "It was nice- nice meeting you girls." "Excuse me, girls." "I'll be right back." "Bob?" "Bob?" "Bob." "Bob, listen." "Now, you- Do me a favor." "I think I've got something going with Angela." "If you hold on for a couple more minutes until I lock it in" "Think you could do that for me?" "Emily doesn't like me to date, Jerry." "This is not a date." "This is a personal favor for a personal friend." "All I'm asking you to do is to stay for one more drink." "Please?" "One drink, and then I go." "Jerry, you got me with the door." "Better get up for the game, Bob.It's almost 1'o clock." "1:00?" " Yep" "How late were we up last night?" " It was early, Bob." "You were dancing till 3:00." "That is early." " Yep." "Oh, I feel terrible." "No reason why you should." "You won the mambo contest." "That's probably why!" "feel terrible." "Emily loves to dance, and I... never take her dancing." "Oh, she probably can't follow you, Bob." "You're terrific." "When they played the "Sabre Dance," your feet were a blur." "Jerry, I don't" "I don't think, you know, Emily would be interested in my winning the mambo contest." "How's Emily gonna ﬁnd out?" "Just give that trophy to Janine when she gets here." "The girls are coming here?" "Yeah, to watch the football game." "You better get ready." "Rats." "Hi-oh!" " Oh, hi, Jerry." "Wow, you both look terrific." "And in natural light too." "Say, where's Bobby?" " He's getting dressed." "Want a pretzel?" " No, thanks." "You?" " Yes, I do." "How'd you guys sleep last night?" " I slept like a baby." "And Bob slept like a baby.. soldier." "How come Bob got the cot?" " He's a real gentleman." "Oh, yeah, I know." "Just my luck." "Good morning." " Hello, you dancing fool." "Hi." "Say, have you guys had your breakfast yet?" " Well, no time for that now." "Channel 6, please, Angela." "Oh, ick!" "How could they play football in weather like that?" "Weather like what?" "Ick?" "Wow." "Well, it's snowing like crazy." "Jerry, turn up the volume." " It looks like a regular blizzard." "Good afternoon, football fans." "It's a beautiful, sunshiny afternoon here in Chicago." "Fiddle with the knobs, Jerry." " I'm fiddling'." "Oh, it's no use, Bob." "It's snow all over here." "Maybe it's dead." "Ours is working fine." "Oh, really?" " Mm-hmm." "Listen, I got a great idea." "Why don't Angela and I go to their room... and if their set's working, we'll call ya." " Fine." "Or I could go with Jerry." "No, no, no." "Bob." "Bob, you stay here and relax." "It'll be much better if Angela and I go down to her room." "Okay?" "Good, we'll see ya later, Bob." "Jerry?" " Yeah." "How much later?" " Oh, soon, Bob." "We'll call ya... soon." "They're gonna call us soon." " Right." "Now the sound has gone off." " You know what?" "Why don't you turn it off and then turn it back on?" "Sometimes that works." "Now it won't come back at all." "Well, maybe we should just, you know, let it be for a time." "You know, it's so funny... being alone in a motel room with you like this." "I mean, it's innocent, you know... but, I bet 99 people out of a hundred would think that something was going on- like if your wife walked in." "She'd be one of the 99." "I wanted to tell you how very much I admired you for being so faithful to your wife... especially... when, you don't have to be." "You know what I mean?" "If the Bears win this game... it means a division... championship." "Oh, yeah." "Right." "Real, sorry about this set." "Oh, that's okay." "Jerry and I drove all the way down." "We were really looking forward to seeing the game." "You know, thatjerry is such a character." "Last night he was telling us about you being this big race car driver... and him being this big movie director." "He doesn't even look like a movie director." "Is he really an orthodontist?" "Why would anybody lie about that?" "I don't know." "People lie about funny things." "Like last night, I told you that I was a registered nurse." "Oh, aren't you?" "Well, actually, I'm really more like a, like a physical therapist." "Huh." "Is that right?" "No, it's not." "It's not." "Uh-Uh" " What do you do?" "Um, I'm trying to think of a way to put it." "Did you ever see the movie Klute?" "Klute, yeah." " That's what I do." "Oh, you're you're an actress?" "No." "I don't think that you're really surprised, are you?" "No!" "See, I know, because you're a shrink... and I bet you run into a lot of girls in my line of work." "Yeah, only not in motel rooms." "You know, I really like you." "I do." "I really do, as a person." " I like you too." " You do?" "Really?" "Like a friend." " Yeah." "Like a sister." " Yeah." "I mean, you know, you're very attractive... but I don't- I don't do this." "Well, we're not doing anything." "Yeah, but this is as close as I usually come to- to not doing anything." "Anyway, I'm glad the game's not on." "Talking is fun too." "Would you, Would you care for some coffee or tea... or, hot chocolate, soup?" "No, thanks, unless you have any soft drinks." "Oh, there's a machine in the hall." " Oh, please don 't get it." "I'll get it." "Jerry, how's the reception?" "Bob?" "' Emily?" "Yes." " I thought you were Jerry." "Wait." "Isn't he with you?" " Yeah, yeah." "He's here." "He's checking the reception on another set." "Oh." "Howard said you called last night." " Great." "Bob, is something wrong?" "You sound funny." "I do?" "No, it must be the phone." "Honey, are you gonna be home for dinner?" "beause I have a roast." "Yeah, fine." "I'll grab a bite on the way home." "I don't understand, Bob." "Are you gonna be home for dinner or not?" "Yeah." "Yeah, I'll, see you then." " Good-bye, Bob." "Bob?" "I love you." "Okay, Emily." "I" "I love you too." "Bye." "Sorry I took so long." "The machine jammed." "I'm gonna, call jerry." "Yeah could I have Room 303, please?" "The phone's ringing." "I'm sure it is." "Jerry?" "Yeah, how's the reception down there?" "Yeah, would you check it, please?" "He's checking the reception." "It is." "Well, that's too bad." "Well, we could try that." "Jerry?" "Yeah, remember, I've got the car." "Right." "He thinks we ought to go down and watch it on a set in the bar." "Oh, that's a great idea." "Sure." "You know what?" "This time I'll buy you a drink" "Um, you insisted I take this... but I want you to have it." " Oh, Oh, gee." "Thank you very much." ""To Peoria's Best"" "Bob?" "" Hoofer."" "Emily?" "Oh, hi, honey!" " Emily, I" "I just want you to know that I love you... and I love you more at this moment... than I've ever loved you in my entire life." "And absolutely nothing happened in Peoria." "And if I tried to tell you all the things that didn't happen... you wouldn't believe it." "And I just want you to promise that you'll never bring up the weekend in Peoria again." "You just gotta trust me on that." "Bob, ofcourse I trust you, and" "Why, ifyou don't want to talk about it, then we won't talk about it." "Good." "I want to catch the, tape replay of the game." "Bob" "What happened in Peoria?" "Emily, sit down."