" And there's the L-tryptophan." " L-what?" "It's an amino acid found in, among other things, turkey." "It works as a sedative of sorts." "Makes you feel good." "So what, now we're drugged into enjoying Thanksgiving?" "No, not at all." "I'm only pointing out the irony." "Who needs chemical assistance to make you feel good on Thanksgiving?" "Turkey, pastrami, peanut butter, doesn't matter what's on the table;" "it's the celebration that's so great." "I'm amazed." "You actually have the capacity for pleasure," "Thanksgiving, O'Connell?" "No, I love it." "It is the only holiday that's for everyone." "There's no theological strings attached." "Christians, Jews, Muslims." " No one's left out in the cold." " Yeah." "One of the things that intrigued me as a kid was the tracing your hand and making a turkey?" "Yeah, and the brown crayon always wore out first." "Yeah." "That had great significance for me as a kid." "There I was, I was this kid with little or no artistic ability." "Not able draw a stick figure, and here was this Thanksgiving turkey, and I made it." "I don't know, you, cheerful like this, it's creepy." " Hey, Dr. Fleischman!" " Hey, Ed!" "How's it going?" " Really great." "How about yourself?" " Couldn't be better." "Happy Thanksgiving." "See you, Buck." "Bye, now!" "NORTHERN EXPOSURE 4x08 "THANKSGIVING" Subtitles subXpacio" "I don't believe it." "It was so cold, so premeditated." "You should have seen him." "He was smiling." "He was gleeful." "This is a Perry Ellis shirt!" "I wore this shirt twice." "I'm walking down the street," "I greet him, I was cordial, and next thing I know, he ambushes me for no reason." " It's Thanksgiving." " Yeah." "Well, I know that." " That's why." " Why what?" "Ed threw a tomato at me because it's Thanksgiving?" "What could Thanksgiving have to do with this unprovoked attack?" "We don't celebrate like you." " "We"?" " Indians." "What are you talking about?" " We have a lot of anger." " Anger?" "And so you throw tomatoes?" " You throw fruit at people?" " At white people." "Wait a second, I'm to believe that this tomato was simply Ed's way of saying "Season's Greetings"?" "This is crazy, this is insane." "Why tomatoes?" "Why not grapefruit, or papaya?" "Tomatoes look like blood, but they don't hurt." "I'll tell you something." "Not only I find this custom atavistic and reprehensible, but Ed made a very serious mistake." "He got the wrong guy;" "an innocent bystander." " I'm not white!" " Yes, you are." "I may look white, but I am not." "I'm Jewish, okay?" "A fellow person of color;" "a victim of oppression." "Let me ask you something." "Do you know what a shtetl is?" " Reservation?" " Right." "How'd you know that?" " You told me." " Pogrom?" "For your information, in Eastern Europe, in the pale of settlement, Jews were herded into squalid villages." " Shtetls?" " Yes, exactly." "We were ostracized, segregated, and the Cossacks would ride through, raping, pillaging and murdering." "So you see, Marilyn..." "I may be a lot of things, but I'm not white." "Definitely not white." "It's getting to be that day of the year, when the Grim Reaper meets Miles Standish, and death's head pumpkins abound." "Yes, Cicely, we're fast approaching the 4th Thursday in November that Miss Sarah J. Hale promoted into the halls of holidayhood." "Thanksgiving." "Word of caution to all us white folks out there." "The tomatoes are starting to fly." "Whoa!" "Mike just got nailed." "We got good news from our friends over at the Weather Service." "The official Indian Day of the Dead Parade and our follow-up feast will go according as scheduled, barring any surprise by uninvited Old Man Winter." "It's hard not to become reflective in the three months leading up to the winter solstice." "If winter is slumber, and spring is birth, and summer's life, then autumn rounds out to be reflection." "It's a time of the year when the leaves are down, and the harvest is in, and the perennials are gone." "Mother Earth just closed up the drapes on another year, and it's time to reflect on what's come before," "and it sort of makes me feel..." "I don't know." "How about Bugles?" "Those little crunchy things that look like mini horns-of-plenty?" "We could fill them with cream cheese or peanut butter." "Right." "Now, what else?" "Last year our list was twice as long." "We have tortillas, plantains, lentils..." " Sweet potatoes?" " Sweet potatoes." "Got it." " Cannelloni." " Right." " Cranberry sauce!" " Cranberry sauce." " Cranberry sauce with walnuts, huh?" " Yeah." " Hi, Maggie." "Hi, Shelly." " Hi, Mike." "How you feeling?" "A train derailed north of Whitehorse yesterday." "Spilled a tank of chlorine." "I got some edema." "But today..." "So far, so good." " Taco salad?" " Taco salad." " Taco salad?" " With fresh guacamole." "Is that for Thanksgiving?" "You should let me bring something." "I've got a bumper crop at my place." "Snap peas, tubers, okra..." "You name it." "Do you have any spaghetti squash?" " Yeah." "Sure." " Bring a lot." "Holling scarfs it like beer nuts." " Order up." " Got to roll." "Spaghetti squash." "Okay, potatoes au gratin, risotto..." "How do you feel about eggplant?" " Is this a joke?" " No." "I've just got bushels of Japanese eggplant, the little ones." "I was thinking, maybe you might like to come over and, you and I, we could whip up a dish for the feast." "What do you say?" "Eggplant Parmesan or maybe salad, Russian style." "Tomatoes, onions." "Sure." "I'd like that." "Good." "Great." "Turkey club, extra mayo, side of fries." "Something wrong?" "No." "Everything's great." "I'm not hungry anymore now." "Stomach funky?" "No." "It's just this whole Thanksgiving puts a squeeze on my psyche." "I don't know how to describe it." "The Germans call it 'Weltschmerz'." "But it's not that, it's like a longing, a yearning." "Like when you have the munchies for those chocolate-mint cookies." "No, it's not a taste bud kind of thing." "Maybe booty." "You been getting any?" "No, this is not a libido thing." "You know, it's like a place." " Place?" " Yeah." " Like you're homesick." " Homesick?" "No, not homesick." "How come?" "The old Stevens humble abode was the flip side of Norman Rockwell, if you know what I mean." "My Daddy, he was never around, and Mom had this heavy thing going with that twist-off cap wine, so she was flat on the couch most of the time, except if she'd send me out for a pack of smokes, or..." " What about on Thanksgiving?" " She switched to Asti Spumanti." " You didn't even have turkey dinner?" " Yeah, we sort of did." "I mean, my dog Buddy and I, we'd sneak out to the neighbor's trash, sift through it, get some good things sometimes, like stuffing." " Never got a wishbone." " Nobody'd be homesick for that." "Yeah." "Well, anyway..." "There's a hole in here that's big enough to toss a cat through." "Wow." " Hi, Ruth-Anne." " Sorry, Dave, I'm all out of tomatoes." " How about canned?" " That, too." "Tomato sauce?" "Tomato paste?" "Will you throw tomato paste at people?" "No." "It's for Holling." "He's making marinara sauce." "I'll check." "Dave, let me ask you something." " You're an Indian..." " That's right." "I can understand that you would harbor hostility toward white people." "Small pox, the Trail of Tears." "I saw "Dances With Wolves"." "But do you really think that hurling tomatoes is an acceptable way to express that hostility?" "Could be worse." " Worse?" " Baseball bats." "Bicycle chains." "Tire irons." " Yeah." " I could only find these two, Dave." "That'll do." "Thanks." "Am I the only one in Cicely who finds this behavior unsettling?" "Probably." "This came for you, Joel." "Registered mail." "In New York, people vent their frustration in civilized ways, like withholding damage deposit, or tipping ten percent." "Sign here." " State of Alaska?" " Yeah, I noticed that." "I figured it must be your voter registration, since Lowell Grippo got his yesterday." "Why would you get a voter registration if you vote in your home state by absentee ballot?" " What?" "!" " Bad news?" "Another year?" "They say I owe them another year." " Who?" " The State of Alaska." "They say I owe them a fifth year of medical service." " Sneaky bastards." " They can't do this." "We have a contract." "This is illegal, this is against the law." "If they think they'll get away with this, they got another thing coming." "I am going to fight this." " Good for you." " Yeah." "They may intimidate some, but not me." "Not this boy." "No way." "Not Joel Fleischman." "I know my rights, I know the law, and I know they can't do this." "You wait and see." "They'll be sorry they ever sent this." "Very, very sorry." "Nice balance." "Heavy." "Beefsteak?" "Better Boy." "Too bad the Early Girls are all gone." " They were very, very juicy." " These are excellent." "Firm." "And a good grip." "Guys." "I know what you're thinking." "Forget it." "Keep moving, thanks." "Don't even try it." "Joel, that modified Terfenadine, it worked wonders." " The rhinorrhea, it cleared up." " Yeah?" "Look at this." "Do you believe this?" "They are trying to screw me of another year." "I want to put you on retainer, and I don't care how many hours it takes." "Cost is no object." "Here's my original contract." "You and me, Mike, we'll nail these bureaucrats to the wall." " We'll eviscerate them." " Joel." "I have a problem with the paper." "The formaldehyde." "I need my gloves." "I'll hold it; you read." "My idea, and I want your advice on this, we hit them with a lawsuit." "Not only do we get them to overrule the extension, we get them to reduce or even cancel the original terms." "Might even be able to get some damages." "S.O.B.'s won't know what hit them." "What?" ""Wherein, the applicant hereby agrees to repay in full the loan amount agreed upon... " Blah, blah, blah." ""Therefore, the party of the first part has agreed to the aforementioned compensatory terms and all variables connected to said terms where applicable... "" "It's nothing but legal harassment." "It's intimidation." " This is like manipulation of the law!" " No." "Not exactly." "This contract was drawn up in '86." " Yeah." "So?" "So what?" " Well, it's in '86 dollars." "What difference does that make?" "One of the variables they alluded to is the cost of living increase." "It's mentioned here in paragraph four, which automatically increases your stay here in Alaska accordingly." " What?" " Inflation, Joel." "The dollar just isn't worth today what it was in '86." " Hence your fifth year." " Where?" "Where does it say this?" "Right there, at the bottom of the page." "What, this?" "This?" "You can't even read this!" " Did you consult an attorney?" " No." "I did not consult an attorney." "I didn't think to consult an attorney." "We'll fight this, aren't we, Mike?" " Tell me we'll fight this, please." " Well..." " What are you saying?" "That..." " Joel." "We don't have a leg to stand on." "There's just no case." "Sorry." "Hi, Randy, Melissa!" "Happy Thanksgiving!" " Hi, Ruth-Anne." " Hi, honey." " I need some spot remover." " Well, you sure do." " They really nailed you." " It's all squishy." "I really adore this time of the year." "The skeletons, and the tomatoes, and the death's head pumpkins." "And if it all means a little more laundry for us white folks," "I think that's a small enough price to pay for a wonderful holiday." "Go easy." "This is the last one in stock." "Thanks." "Don't forget to bring skull and crossbones cookie cutter" " to the big baking thing tonight." " All right." "Let's see, here you go." "Why don't we make sugar cookies in the shape of gravestones?" " Neat-o." "See you." " Bye." " Ruth-Anne..." " What?" "You always stock these beans, or you just get these in?" "The Orthopedic Hospital in Kagamil went out of business, and I got a good deal on their canned goods." " Orange lights." " I beg your pardon?" "400 guys, all eating in one big room, the clink of industrial silverware, and the two percent milk in tin cups." "Getting into the winter months, the sun would go down by supper time." "We had to eat by those big old orange sodium lights." "Sodium lights?" "I'm afraid I don't follow you." "Prison, Ruth-Anne." "I'm talking about when I was in prison." "These were the beans." "Every Tuesday, every Thursday, these babies had a place in the corner triangle of my tray." "That's what I've been missing." "I've been missing the joint." " You have?" " Yes." " I'll take all these, okay?" " Well, sure." "Hey!" "Come on, let her rip." "Let me have it." "Go ahead, splatter me with tomatoes;" "I don't care." "What are you waiting for?" "It's open season on Joel Fleischman!" "Come on!" "You going to throw them, or what?" "!" "Now, item number five what kind of pyrotechnics will be used during the Day of the Dead Procession?" "That includes flash pots, smoke bombs, that sort of thing." "My volunteer fire brigade has got to be kept abreast of these things." "Maybe some fire crackers." "Right. "Recreational explosive devices. " I gotcha." "You look like you got up on the wrong side of the bunk." " You need a razor." "Go buy one." " Congratulations, Maurice." "Touché." "Check and mate." "I bow before you in defeat." " What is he babbling about?" " He has to stay another year." " No kidding?" " Yeah." "Must give you great satisfaction;" "you who have taken such a personal interest in my servitude." "How about that." "A fifth year." "That's right, Maurice, five long years." "Half a decade." "One sixth of my entire life." "Why stop there?" "It was just my youth, my freedom." "Why not have everything?" "Yeah, here, take my tie." "While you're at it, why don't you grab my stethoscope?" "Take everything, Maurice." "There's plenty." "Come on, Fleischman, suck it up." "This is degrading." "How about the jacket off my back?" "You might as well have everything." " Marilyn." " Cruise by my house." "Grab my TV, and, yeah, don't forget my toaster!" "And my socks!" "You want those, don't you?" "How about my underwear?" "!" "You want my belt, Maurice?" "!" "Here you go!" "I got it right here!" "With the nitrogen-rich compost, and the long days up here, the gardening is just incredible." "I love fresh dill." "Smell this." "I've got lots of basil, so if you'd like to take some home." " Okay." " No look, I'll dice the onions." " But I don't mind." " No, I insist." "You do the dill." "I have not cooked with a man in..." " It's been at least a year and a half." " Me, too." "It's been at least that long since I was in the kitchen with a woman." "Look, if I'm not dicing this the way you like, you just tell me." "No, that's great." "That's perfect." "I've always felt that cooking alone is like eating alone." " Lonely." " Yeah." "When my auto-immune system recovers, the two of us could make strudel." " I love strudel." " It's a lot easier with two people." " Sorry." " No." " It was an accident." " No, it's okay." " Mike?" " Nothing." "You sure?" "You shouldn't have been out so long without the spacesuit." " No." " Wait, maybe it was me." "I used toothpaste this morning." "I should have used baking soda." "No." "It's the onions." "Definitely the onions." "I think." "And the next morning I wake up, and there's that same little tickle right here, and when I heave it up off the bunk sure enough the wheezing starts all over again, and right then comes the coughing and the pressure behind my nose." " Yeah, it's just like before." " Right." "Only this time, it feels like somebody put a curling stone right on my chest here, 'cause when I take a deep breath, like so, I only get half way." "What about the Amantadine?" "You should still have a week left, based on the prescription I gave you." " I stopped taking it." " You what?" " I stopped." " You stopped?" " Once I was feeling my old self..." " You just thought" " you would disregard my instructions?" " Sorry?" "Here I am, I am shanghaied, I am pressed into service, a physician in chains, from whom imbeciles like you" " don't even listen to me." " Well, I..." "Dolts, simpletons, dullards who think their name could just as well be stenciled on that window outside as mine." " I didn't mean..." " Let's give it one more try, shall we?" "I'll write the prescription, and you take the medicine." "Is that simple enough?" "Something that pea-sized brain of yours can handle?" " I think so." " Good." "Out." "I don't want to see you." " Hello?" "!" "Scram!" " Thank you." "You." "Yeah, you, bookworm." "Another plantar wart, I suppose, right?" "Come on, get in there." "Go." "Move." "Come on." "Go on, get your shoes off." " You Fleischman?" " Yeah." "I'm Sisyphus; this is the rock." "Give you a couple of pointers." " Sisyphus?" " Always start pushing with your knees bent." "Takes the pressure off your lower back." "Sisyphus?" "The Sisyphus?" "Once you get to the top there, get the hell out of the way." "This sucker comes rolling back down like a runaway train." "Hold it." "I'm supposed to push the rock up the hill?" " Why me?" "Why do I have to do it?" " You're my replacement." "If you think this is bad, check out Prometheus." "How'd you like some vultures ripping out your liver every day?" " Come back!" " Or worse, they send you to Alaska." " Think about that." " Wait!" "It's too heavy!" " Adios, Fleischman." " Wait, come back!" "No." " Hey, Michael." " Hi, Maggie." "Please, have a seat." "Your clothes." "It wasn't just the onions." "No, I'm afraid the air quality's taken a turn for the worse." "I don't know if it's anything to be concerned about." " Hi, Maggie." "What can I get you?" " What are you having?" " Watercress tea." " Purified by reverse osmosis." " Well, have some of that." " After you left, out of the blue paroxysmal sneezing, a slight fever..." "Maybe you just overdid it." "The cooking, the gardening." "No, it's, definitely a reaction to some petrochemical of some sort." "I figure the cause has got to be in here somewhere." "Maybe a spill or something." " Don Lewis!" "That big butthead." " Sorry?" "I saw him changing the oil." "He bled the crankcase into the street." "I don't think that would really be enough to do it." "Maybe it's latent effects from Prince William Sound." "Is this something I should be getting totally freaked out about?" "Yes, we all should, but I wouldn't freak out about it right now." "For a while, at least." "Still, until whatever this is blows over, you might want just not do so many outdoor activities." "Tennis, volleyball." "Jeez." "I got to go." "I'm expecting a fax from the National Meteorological Association." "Shelly, if you do start feeling any pressure behind your jaw, or up here in your temples, I'd suggest staying indoors, keep your heart rate down, and detox your system a little." "Okay." "See you." "Get up." " It's so light." "Why?" " It's nine o'clock." "Big deal." " You're a mess." " So what?" "Who cares?" "What difference does it make?" " Some coffee, please." " I'm busy." "Fine." "Where are the filters?" " In the cabinet." " Right." " What is that?" " My costume." " Your costume?" " For the parade." "For the parade, right." "Thanksgiving parade." "Let me ask you something." "For the Indians up here," "Thanksgiving is also the Day of the Dead a time for mourning." "Because of white people." "So..." "I don't understand." "Why the parade, the costumes, the music?" " Dancers." " Yeah." "Why the celebration?" " You don't know the story?" " No, I guess I don't." "Sit." "Death, like the white man, wasn't happy in his own land." "He didn't think his kingdom was big enough." "He wanted more." "One night, when the Good Spirit was asleep," "Death attacked the world, he killed a lot of people, and he took the chief's prettiest daughter as his bride." "She pretended to be a good wife, but one day she secretly fed him a pumpkin seed." "The pumpkin grew and grew inside Death." "Finally, he exploded, and a million pumpkin seeds covered the Earth." "Well, I still don't get it." "A lot of people died, but a good thing came out of it, too." " What was that?" " Pumpkins." "It's the same with white people." "They cleared the forest, they dug up the land, and they gave us the flu." "But they also brought power tools, and penicillin." "And Ben and Jerry's ice cream." "You know about Ben and Jerry's ice cream?" "I've seen ads." "Mike, I got your groceries." "Great, Ed." "Come on in." "Ruth-Anne sent along some chicken soup, too." " It might make you feel better." " Great." "It's the good stuff." "Clarified broth, no sodium, no fat, no M.S.G." " Sounds like a treat." " It is." "So how are things going?" "I thought I'd nailed down the cause of my symptoms." " Great." " Not so great." "See, two and a half months ago a tanker ran aground off of Koshun, Taiwan." "It caused a huge, massive benzine spill." "But..." "But what?" "But Hong Kong CNN reported that the toxic cloud dissipated almost immediately, so most of what was left was in the sea." "Meaning the Kuro Siwa current would have carried the toxins straight to us, across the Pacific." "Which explains why you're not feeling well." "Yes, it would, except, according to my calculations, any residue from that spill would have passed the Alaskan coast weeks ago." " What's it from, then?" " I don't know." "I don't have the faintest idea." "Now, if you'll excuse me, I've got a lot of work to do." "Sure." "Mike, will you be feeling up to coming down for the parade?" "I'm sorry, but I don't think that's possible." " See you." " See you." "Happy Thanksgiving." "Got a message today, via some tin cans, and dig this, there wasn't even any string hooking them up." "They helped me recall that it was behind bars, amongst 400 cons," "I enjoyed the best Thanksgiving of my life." "We filed in from the yard, those of us that weren't in solitary." "And got in a big old line outside the dining hall." "As we filed through the chow line, we got to take as big a helping as we wanted, 'cause I guess even in the Calabozo," "Warden Viglietta recognized the need for overindulgence on that day of all days." "We had plastic plates just brimming with pressed turkey, and sweet potatoes, and green beans." "After a brief interruption, when a guy tried to swipe a cleaver from the kitchen," "Joey King George got up on a chair, and he recited a passage from Pilgrim's Progress." ""A man there was, though some did count him mad, the more he cast away, the more he had. "" "And, man, we just all dug in." "Joey King's punk, Junior the Weatherman, broke out a jug of jack that he'd been fermenting since the Fourth of July, and we passed that along under the table, spiking our cider whenever we were free from watching eyes." "I remember, Dog Hansen actually got a little whacked on the stuff." "He stabbed a guy just for pinching his yams." "Little Billie Bowdner tried to get a round of Christmas carols going." "The mellow sweetness of a pumpkin pie off of a prison spoon is something that you will never forget." " Morning, Marilyn." " Morning, Holling." "I'd best tell you Joel is in there, and he's acting mighty strange." "I came over to get an elastic bandage for my trick knee, and Joel was under the desk." "He's just sitting under his desk." "And when I asked him what was the matter, he told me to go." "And, Marilyn, he is smelling a bit ripe." "I know." "Go away." "I said, go away." "It's you." " What time is it?" " 8:30." "That would make it three years, nine months," "one week, and seven hours that I'm forced to remain here." "But, hey, what's an hour in the face of despair?" "Or a day?" "Or a month?" "Nothing." "They're not yours to spend, they're just words." "Labels for big empty spaces that run together like taffy." "Don't take this personally, but..." "I won't be able to attend your Thanksgiving parade." "It would be the slightest bit hypocritical, seeing as how I have absolutely nothing to be thankful for." "Not a thing." " What?" " No hope." " You have no hope left." " Yeah, that's right." "No hope." "No hope at all." " You can march with us." " Really?" "I thought it was, like, "Indians only" kind of deal." "Well, you're not white anymore." "On this official turkey day, we have a ground-breaking event." "The first ever tie-in to the lower 48." "Hang on a second while I hook up my home away from home, the State Pen, nestled along the Ohio River and the wooded hills of wild, wonderful West Virginia." " Warden Viglietta?" " Yes, it is, Chris." "We have contact!" "Happy T-day, Warden." "Well, thanks, Chris." "You're keeping your nose clean, I trust." " Yes, sir, Warden, I am." " Good to hear it." "I just want to make it clear." "If I hear inappropriate language of any kind coming over this line," " I'm pulling the plug, understand?" " You got it, Warden Viglietta." "All right." " Hello?" " Stevens, you there?" " Roach?" " Hey, man!" " Hey, man!" " Chris-o, guess who?" " Billie." " Yeah!" "You guys sound great, man." "What's happening?" "What's been going on since I left the nest?" "Same-o, same-o." "The State denied Yano's parole again, so he's just sitting around, ticked off, folding paper airplanes, and not talking to anybody." " Yeah, same old Yancey, huh?" " Yeah." "And Lonnie Pearl's in solitary two straight weeks now." "No kidding?" "Lonnie the Lamb?" "Yeah." "He got caught with a shiv under his mattress." "Some lamb." "What about Joey King?" " George?" " Yeah, yeah." "He's out of here." "Finally went state's evidence." "Wise move." "I've been thinking about you guys a lot," "I can't tell you how great it is to hear you again." " You, too, bud." " Tell me about Thanksgiving dinner." "Great cream of spinach, man!" " Hi, Mike." " Hello, Maggie." "Ed tells me you aren't planning on attending the festivities?" "I'm afraid he's right." "Well, I know the parade could get a little long," " ...but not even the feast, huh?" " Well, I've stabilized a little, but ingesting contaminants could send me off the deep end." "In fact, I really should be inside now." "With the prevailing winds, this mask doesn't offer much protection." "I can make you something special." "Crudités, with fresh vegetables from your garden?" "Turkey broth, unseasoned?" "I don't think so." "Thanks." " Tracking more air currents?" " No, not really." "I've tried all my usual channels, and I still can't." "I can't seem to isolate what's hit me," " So, well..." " Yeah?" "Maggie, I'll have to relocate." "Move?" "From Cicely?" "Actually I've done pretty well, all in all." "Three months is the longest I've stuck it out anywhere, so, I really consider this almost a success." "Where would you go?" "Believe me, I don't want to leave." "Far from it." " Mike." " Greenland." " Greenland?" " Seemed like a more hospitable climate than Antarctica." "But then again, they do have a permanent research base set up at Halley Bay," " ...so, at least, I'd have neighbors." " I see." "If you think about it, Greenland's really not that far away." "You're a pilot." "if you were ever up that way," " I hope you'd come and see me." " Mike." "I really don't see any reason why we still can't be friends." "You know, good friends." "Don't." "Don't what?" "Don't go." "Please." "I don't want you to go." "Hey, that little corpse there, that one there without the head isn't that Dave's boy?" "Isn't the make-up bitching?" "Everybody looks so dead." "Every year it gets better and better." "The vultures are new this year, aren't they?" "Yeah, I think they are." " Nice touch." " Yeah." " Hey, look at Joel!" " It is him!" " Looks like a big old grumpy bear." " Really." " Hey, Dr. Fleischman." " Ed." " Are we having fun?" " No." "Not particularly." "Well, I'll see you later." " Mike." " Hello, Maggie." "I didn't think I was going to see you." "Yeah." "Well, I..." "Look!" "Thanks, these are my favorites." "If I'd known you were coming, I'd have made something special." "How about this rice?" "Though I'm not sure about the saffron." "I know I'll pay for this." "But what the hell." "May I have a drumstick, please?" " Pass me those candied yams." " Candied yams." " Is this seat free, Dr. Fleischman?" " Yeah, sure, Ed." "This was good today." "It was..." " Cathartic?" " Yeah." "Maybe for you." "Hey, let me have those sweet potatoes, okay?" "Sure." " You want to know something, Ed?" " Sure." "Check this out." "Convicted felons, right?" "Armed robbers, drug dealers, killers do less time than me." "The stuffing, please." "Murder one, for instance." "First time offender, good behavior, guy's out in four years." "James Cagney, "White Heat."" "We're talking about someone who waits to take another person's life." "Excuse me, can I have the dark meat, please?" "But me, whose only crime is not having the tuition for medical school would do hard time;" "every minute of it." " Gravy?" " Yeah." "Armed robbery, felonious assault, two, three years, max." "That's good." "Yes." "Ripped by subXpacio and TusSeries"