Samantha (1991) - full transcript

[DOORBELL RINGS]

PHYLLIS: Who is it, Ed?

ED: Somebody left a baby
on our doorstep.

Well, get rid of it.

[BABY WHINING]

Marilyn, I think you
better come out here.

There's nobody around.

Oh, Walter.

Oh, my God.

Baby.

That's perfect.



WALTER: Like a miracle.

Samantha?

Please come downstairs.
The guests are all arriving

and you don't want to
disappoint them.

Honey, I know
that you're upset,

but you, and daddy and I,
we can all talk about it

after the party, all right?

There's nothing
to talk about, Mom.

MARILYN: Honey,
you know we love you.

Just leave me alone.

Hello, Mom and Dad.

Or should I say
Mr. and Mrs. Stigg?

Today is May 19th.

You say it's my birthday.



You just told me the worst
news of my life.

Samantha, you've always been
a good daughter to us.

MARILYN: Honey, the very best.

WALTER: As good a daughter
as one could possibly hope for.

Thanks.
You've been okay parents.

Thanks. You want a beer, Sam?

Dad, it's 10:00 in the morning.

Oh. [CHUCKLES] So it is.

What is it? What's wrong?

You know, after your
mother and I got married,

we tried for several years
to have children,

but I guess... I guess it...

just wasn't meant to be, huh?

And finally after
we stopped trying...

you came along.

Yeah, I know that, Dad.

WALTER: Yeah,
of course you do, Sam.

That's why I'm telling you.

Get to the point.

Honey, I really think
that you know, we could

just wait 'til
after the party.

WALTER: She has
the right to know.

Know what?

Samantha, as much as
your mother and I have
always wanted children,

but really the truth is that...

Well, we never could.

So, we adopted you.

Walter, we didn't adopt her.

Honey, you're not adopted.

WALTER: Yeah, you're not
really adopted, but...

you see, we've always loved you

as if you were our own
flesh and blood.

But, the fact of the matter
is that we're not your
real parents.

Walter, we are
her real parents.

I mean, we've loved her,
we've raised her.

Honey, you belong to us.

Stop it. Stop it.
I don't believe this.

WALTER: Well, it's true, honey.

So, where did I come from?

We don't know, Sam.
Somebody left you
on our doorstep

in a wicker basket.

Oh, honey, you were
the most adorable
little baby

all wrapped up
in a blue blanket.

Tell me this isn't happening.

This is not happening.
I have a birth certificate.

Uh, no you don't.
Father O'Rourke took
care of that.

It's forged.

SAMANTHA:
So much for Samantha Stigg.

I have no more identity
than Fenisha, or Herman
or Mildred over here.

And what's worse is that
I spent 21 years thinking
I'm someone I'm not.

MARILYN: Honey,
you're not abusing
the goldfish, are you?

[EXCLAIMING IN ANGER] Mom!

All right. All right.
All right. Look, I just...

Honey, I just wanna
make sure you're
all right, okay?

So, now, I'm gonna
go downstairs.

I'm gonna be with the guests,

and we're gonna be
waiting for you, all right?

As I look back on my
pathetic excuse for a life,

I think I always suspected
that something about me
was...

different.

BOY: Don't do it, fathead.

You're just gonna kill yourself.

SAMANTHA:
While my best friend Henry,

sat in is room,
chained to his cello,

I was struggling with
life's great mysteries.

If he can do it, I can do it.

Or it can't be done at all.

Okay, but if you end up
in the Perlmutter's roses,
you are done for.

SAMANTHA: Ow!

[DOG BARKING]

You set her. Set her, Grumpers.

PHYLLIS: I told you never
to come to my yard again.

This is your last warning!

HENRY: Let go,
you stupid mutt!

HENRY: Did you hear me?
I said Stop it!

ED: I think this
belongs to you.

SAMANTHA: Only, I never
solved any mysteries.

Samantha.

SAMANTHA: I just struggled.

HENRY: This is nuts!

Come on, Henry. Bombs away.

It's hot in here!

How you gonna get out
of those handcuffs?

If Houdini could do it.
I can do it.

Or it can't be done at all.

Fine.

[DOG BARKING]

See you next weekend, huh?

MAN: Sure.

All right.

HENRY: Samantha,
can you hear me?

Get out of there. Samantha!

Sam!

Henry, what's the matter?

Walter, Samantha's in there.

Oh, no. Not again!

HENRY: Sam?

Sam?

Samantha?

SAMANTHA: Go away, Henry.

Happy Birthday, fathead.

HENRY: You know, Sam,
you're probably not aware
of it, but there are

about 30 people downstairs,
and they've come to celebrate
your birthday.

So far, no one seems to notice
that you're not there,

Eventually, someone's
bound to catch on.

I was just wondering what
you want me to tell them.

I know.

I'll just tell them
that you're glad
they could all make it.

And they should all go
screw themselves,
is that about it?

Oh,

you're not messing
with the goldfish,
are you, Sam?

Up yours, Henry.

Two gallons of holy water

needs twenty amps of current.

I'm going to find out
once and for all who's strong.

God or science?

I'm gettin' out of here.

If he can do it,
maybe I can do it.

It can't be done at all.

[LOUD EXPLOSION]

[COUGHING]

[COUGHING]

Murder!

Father O'Rourke!

[CHURCH ORGAN PLAYING]

Father O'Rourke,
where are you?

[PANTING]

[CHURCH BELL DINGS]

[PANTING]

Father O'Rourke!

Hey!

SAMANTHA: Hey!

Mrs. Schtumer!

Mrs. Schtumer!

[YELLING] Stop!

SAMANTHA: Stop!

Mrs. Schtumer.

Stop!

[SCREAMING] Help!

No, Henry, I'm not
messing with the goldfish.

I wish I never had.

Henry?

Henry?

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

Oh, Milos.

Henry.

Where's the birthday girl?

She's here.

She just couldn't make it.

Excuse me. Marilyn.

I don't think she's gonna
come down at all.

Sounds like the name
of a ball player, right?

Yeah.

Is Samantha ill?

Ooh, what a shame.

Samantha's ill?

Samantha's ill.

ALL: Aw.

Mrs. Schtumer doesn't
hear very well.

Especially when she's
composing.

It's a miracle she
heard the child at all.

Young Samantha might just
as easily have passed on
up there.

I told her not to do it.

MARILYN: Of course,
you did, honey.

What did Dr. Lorwyn say?

He said that, her hearing
will return gradually
over the next few days.

Oh, thank God.

Yeah. Her senses were
pushed way beyond
their normal capacity

and that's why she's
a little disconnected.

I should have talked her
out of it.

No, you did what you could.

Now, all we can do now
is to be encouraging
and supportive and...

see where she lands.

See where she lands?

Samantha, the doctors says
you're gonna be fine, honey.

She can't hear you, Walter.

Samantha, you're gonna
be fine darling

Samantha, am I getting
through to you?

Honey, it's no use.
Don't yell, okay?

She can't hear.

I'm not done yet.

Samantha, see... No, no...
Now I am yelling.

You're gonna be fine, honey.

[CHURCH ORGAN MUSIC PLAYING]

[INAUDIBLE]

WALTER:
Am I coming through to you?

[CHURCH ORGAN MUSIC PLAYING]

WALTER: You're gonna
be all right. Believe me.

Samantha?

Now she's a miracle worker
and yet another phase.

One day we're gonna come
home and find a nail
to a cross,

waiting to be resurrected.

I know. I know.
Be more patient, I understand.

Sometimes the child is just...
just plain odd.

[VOCALIZING]

[DOG BARKING]

PHYLLIS: Samantha,
you little twit.

WALTER: Young lady,
now you come down off
there right now.

PHYLLIS: Shut up.

WALTER: Now, did you hear me?
I said come down
off there. Come now.

Samantha, come down
off there right now!

I'm conducting.

MARILYN:
Walter, let's just remain calm

and supportive until
we see where she lands.

WALTER:
Marilyn, this isn't landing.
She's taking off.

[VOCALIZING]

[DOG BARKING]

[CELLO PLAYING]

Catchy tune.

[WHISPERING]

It was lovely.

Henry. Samantha.

But you must tell us
what was it?

Schtumer's Fifth Symphony

Schtumer's Fifth?

Schtumer's Fifth.

Oh... Schtumer's Fifth.

Well, you play this well.

Very well.

Samantha, what is this?

I never lied to you.

You are a gifted musician.

And a big baby, as well.

Now, are you coming
out of there?

Or should we celebrate
your birthday without you?

What's it going to be?

♪ She's a jolly good fellow
For she's a jolly good fellow

♪ For she's a jolly good fellow

♪ Which nobody can deny

♪ Which nobody can deny
Which nobody can deny

♪ For she's a jolly good fellow

♪ Which nobody can deny ♪

Well, since you wouldn't
come down,

we decided to bring
the party up to you, Sam.

Right.

So...

What do you say?
Can we come in?

Piss off. All of you.

[CHUCKLES] She didn't mean that.

Sam? Now, honey,
we're coming in, okay?

Please let us in right now.

All right. All right. Fine.

But I think you should know,

that if you open that door,
the gun will go off.

Gun?

Gun?

What gun?

Oh, honey.
She has your musket?

That old thing doesn't work.
Come on now. What?

HENRY: Wait!

Just a second, Walter.
Just in case it does work.

Maybe she really is losing
her marbles in there.

We can't pull the cork on her.

Let me just get outside
her window and see what
she's got going on in there.

How? We don't have
a ladder big enough.

Just get her out of there.

The roof is simple
and then I can just roll
down from the chimney.

Don't be a fool, Henry.
You're going to break
your neck.

Just keep her occupied.

Get her out of there.

Have you tried
bathroom door?

No. Good idea.

Come on. Come on.

Yeah. Go to the bathroom.

Nice try, Dad.
But no dice.

If anybody has to go,
you'd just have to use
the bathroom downstairs.

Henry.

Oh, right. Ivan.

Hey, thanks for coming.

I want you to meet my pal,
Samantha stigg.

Oh, hello, Samantha.

Hi.

Nice to meet you.

What a great building.

Yes.

Henry's very lucky.

Ivan won the Hirschfeld
competition last year.

Really. Wow. You're kidding.
What piece did you play?

The Beethoven Concerto.

No kidding. Oh, my God.

That might just be my
favorite piece in
the whole world.

Really? Mine, too.

[CHINA SHATTERING]

Ivan. Ivan.

The thing is I'm kinda
new at this. So...

Would you just be
gentle, okay?

Oh, yes, of course.

Absolutely, yes.

Oh, God.

I just don't understand
what it is that guys want.

Well, for starters they wanna
cast their own vote.

Well, who's stopping them?

I just... I don't get it

I don't know what
I'm doing wrong.

What do you think this is,
The Dr. Henry show?

I can't answer that.

There are no rules here.

Am I too aggressive?

Is that it?

No. It's not just that.

Well, then I talk too much,
that's it.

You don't, maybe feel
that we're communicating
well.

I think if it were just
the talking, we could
probably work it out.

But I'm too possessive?

Yes.

But that's not
really the problem.

Well, what is it?

I'm in love with someone else.

Uh-huh.

Did it ever occur to you
that maybe you're
expecting a little too much?

No. No. All I expect from
a guy is that he be

completely and utterly
devoted to me when
we're together.

And pining over me
when we're not.

Oh, that's certainly
not too much to ask.
Good luck.

I've just had it
with men, Henry.

Come on, Sam.
Don't be ridiculous.

There's nothing wrong with you.

You know...

What?

What? What?

You're really, very attractive.

Henry.

Well, you are.

Really?

Yeah.

Yeah. Strange but attractive.

The right guy is gonna
come along, just hang in there.

Samantha.

Hi, Eric.

I have to talk to you.

I know. It's over.

You don't wanna see
me anymore.

How did you know?

[APPLAUSE]

It was a fluke, Milos.

Just like everything else.

I've had it with music.

With only one month left before
your senior recital.

You're going to take
four years of hard work

and throw them in the toilet?

You got it, Milos.

I'm not a musician.

MILOS: Who told you that?

I never was a musician.

HENRY: Sam.

MILOS: Then what about Henry?

It's his recital.

HENRY: Sam.

Sam. Samantha...
[SCREAMING]

HENRY: Ow.

[SIGHS]

I will never be a musician.

I wasn't meant to be.

Oh, look, dear,
she's beautiful.

She has your nose.

And your eyes, darling.

She's just too
lovable for words.

We'll give her the most
wonderful life a child
could possibly have.

Of course, she'll have
the prettiest clothes.

And nicest toys.

The best friends
money can buy.

And when she's old enough
we'll send her to
the finest schools.

Unless, of course,
she doesn't want to go.

Well, then she won't have to.

She'll stay at home.
Watch TV.

Invite boys over.

Have meaningless sex.

Mmm-hmm.

She'll never have
an unpleasant moment.

Oh, let's get her
some ice-cream.

Good idea.

We love you.

We love you.

MAN: Okay, coast is clear.

She's alone. Come on.
Watch it. Watch your step.

Oh, Walter.
I am so excited.

MARILYN: I can't wait to...
Oh, it's a little girl.

Oh, what are we gonna
call her? Oh, here quick.
Put her in the bag.

Okay, get back. Yeah.
Call her, let's see.

I know, something
dumb like...

Samantha.

Perfect.

[LAUGHING] We'll send
her to a Catholic school.

You know what?

What?

Make her play the violin.

Oh, got it.
She'll be an outcast.
A weirdo.

Perfect. She won't have
a chance with the boys.

Just when she thinks
she's had all she can take,

we'll tell her she's adopted.

Adopted That's perfect.

Oh, honey, she's gonna be
so unhappy, she won't know
what hit her.

[BABY CRYING]

Listen, she's miserable
already. Isn't it beautiful?

Come on. I hope she's colic.
Watch your step there.

SAMANTHA:
So let the record show

that I am not Samantha Stigg.

The apparent daughter
of Walter and Marilyn Stigg.

But, in fact
a nameless victim

held hostage for 21 years

by two cold blooded impostors.

And I never had a chance.

SAMANTHA: So that's it,
Mom and Dad.

[WHISPERING] The water is off.

SAMANTHA: Now I know why...

[WHISPERING] The water is off.

SAMANTHA: And all this time
I thought it was my fault.

I have no past,

no future and no choice

but to die
an anonymous failure.

Maybe, Sam.

But what if you don't.

[SIGHS] What?

This isn't to criticize,
but before you sent me
face down to the bushes,

I did happen to notice
a couple of flaws
in your design.

Take for instance that
little eye hook you have
of your bed there.

Now, it's just my opinion.

But I think it's six or
eight inches too close
to the door.

What about that temperamental
gang leader that sits
above the trailer,

I mean, who knows
the last time that sucker
was oiled.

I could be wrong.

But what if I'm not?

I mean, suppose you've...

miscalculated and you just...

There was an ear lobe
or a couple of fingers.

Are you prepared to walk
around with half a nose?

That's enough, Henry.

HENRY: Think about it, Sam.

I said cut it, Henry.

SAMANTHA:
Hey, what's going on?

Who turned off the water?

Who turned off the water?

Now!

Now!

[SCREAMING]

Shit.

What's she doing up there?

I don't know.

Did you throw away
all the sleeping pills?

Mmm-hmm.

And the rat poison
and the razor blades.

Insecticide.

The liquid plumber.

And all the pantyhose
I could find.

The pantyhose?

Mmm-hmm.

I don't know, honey.
It's something I saw
in a prison movie.

Marilyn, what did you
do with my musket?

I put it right in
the chipper shredder.

Okay, well,
that about covers it.

Samantha, honey?

MARILYN: Samantha,
where are you going?

I don't know,
but I can't stay here.

Oh, honey, don't say that.
This is you home.

This isn't my home.
This isn't even my life.

Come on. What about school?

I'm quitting.

WALTER: What you mean quitting?

Yes, and I will pay you
back every dime.

What do you mean pay me back?

Honey, where are you
going to live?

SAMANTHA: I don't know.

Well, when will we
see you again?

SAMANTHA: I don't know.

How can we
get in touch with you?

I don't know!

WALTER: What do you know?

I know that life stops here
until I find out who I am.

And you can't help me
with that.

Samantha, you are not gonna
ever find them.

Then I have to try, Mom.

Let's go.

It's gonna be all right.

This isn't just another
phase, is it, Walter?

No, I don't think so. No.

What if we never...

[SHUSHING] She'll be back.

She'll be back, darling.

The first time she tastes
her own cooking,
she'll be back.

I hope you're right.

It's just the way
it has to be now.

It'll be all right.

HENRY: So, I took this thing
and arranged it to a duet.

But you want a drummer,
I'm sure.

So I think we're rehearsing
today.

You should come,
certainly in the end.

It goes pretty fast
and the

placement's all stretched up.

So the way I arranged
your part,

I made it absolutely
impossible.

But, let's start here.

And watch the tempo
change there.

LADY: Okay.

It's a little piece I like to
call Steamer's Fifth Amendment.

It' something a little
like this. Ready?

LADY: All set.

[CELLO PLAYING]

What'd you think?

It's interesting, but, uh...

Are you sure it's
the right piece for
the recital?

I guess we're gonna
have to play it.

But we've been
rehearsing it all along.

Oh, you certainly have
better choices.

Hi.

Oh, Sam, hi. You remember
Elaine Callow, right?

Oh, yeah, yeah.
Didn't you graduate?

Yeah, a couple of years
ahead of us.

That's right.

SAMANTHA: Yeah.

Um, Elaines agreed to fill in
for you at the recital
while you're...

trying to find yourself.

Oh. Great. That's great.

That's really nice of her.

Well, it's nothing. Really.

Bye.

Bye.

Thanks.

Bye-bye, Samantha.

Oh, goodbye. It was
nice to see you again.

Yeah and, um,
good luck. I hope...

I hope you turn up
somewhere.

Bye.

So, Henry,
what do you think of the name

Abigail Harrington.

For what?

For me.

What's wrong with
Samantha Stigg?

Why? Is there something
wrong with this?
It's not my real name.

Seriously. Since I don't have
anything to go on and I...
You know,

I don't know who I am.
I think I should try on
some new hats

and see if anything fits.

Oh, I see.
A whole new start.

A clean slate like you were
born yesterday, is that
the idea?

Right.

Okay. Abigail Harrington

Yeah.

Let's see...

Daughter of Cecil
and Winford Harrington.

Heirs to the Harrington empire.

Thrust into a life
of leisure and luxury,

All the best schools, summers
in Europe, debutante boss.

You would have
had it all, Sam.

So, why didn't I?

Well, I suppose as soon
as you're old enough
to crawl

you tried to blow your
brains out

with your brother's
pearl handled Derringer
and shot the nanny instead.

Your parents couldn't afford
another scandal, so they had
to get rid of you. Good plan.

You're such an asshole, Henry.

And you, Samantha,
are a fathead by any name.

So, why Elaine?

She's a professional musician.
I'm lucky to have her.

If your recital piece
is turkey in the straw.

She's the third chair
in the city chamber orchestra.

We both know how
she got that job.

She's a damn good musician.

And mostly, she shows up.

So, what about, um...

Esmeralda Guadalupe Gonsalves.

Not in this lifetime.

So, who am I?

Who are my parents
and where in the world
are they now?

[HELICOPTER BLADES WHIRRING]

What's going on?
Who are you guys?

[SHUSHING]
We're your parents.

Mom? Dad? Is it really you?

Yes, sweetheart.
And we've come to take
you home.

SAMANTHA: Home. Really?
I thought I'd never see
you again.

Your mother and I have
been training for 21 years
for this mission.

We even learnt karate.

Come on, darling.
We don't have much time.

What about the Stiggs?
Shouldn't I say goodbye
to them?

You'll drop them a post card.

Mmm, raspberry sherbet.

Your favorite.

How'd you know?

Just like we know purple
is your favorite color.

Not green as you may
have been told.

And don't believe that
nonsense about cabbage
and brussel sprouts.

Carrots are your favorite
vegetable.

SAMANTHA: You're
absolutely right.

And you like your men bright,
witty and very physical.

Exactly. You guys are amazing.
You know everything about me.

Of course, we do, darling.

We're your parents.

You don't have much to go on.

If you've been legally adopted,

it'd be a lot easier.

There'd be records somewhere.

I'm not saying it's impossible.

People like you have
found their parents before.

But, usually it's been
both parties are searching.

You need more information.

Talk to the Stiggs.

Why?

There might be a detail
they forgot to mention

that could lead you
in the right direction.

For example, you said
something about a...

bogus birth certificate.
Now, where did that
come from?

O'Rourke.

Dammit. Barbara. I thought
I told you to get rid of it.

No.

No.

I wish we could be
more encouraging.

MAN: Don't you lose heart,
young lady.

I haven't.

I've been looking for
my daughter for 16 years.

Why has it been so difficult?

Because I left her
in the back of a gas station

in the mens room.

That's horrendous.

You don't think
I know that?

You don't think I haven't been
haunted by that memory
everyday for 16 years?

I have.

And I will never
forget that night.

Never.

It was 4:00 in the morning
and it was five degrees
above zero, and...

[CHOKED]

My little Amy...

My little Amy was
a very beautiful child.

[CRYING]

What did you say
you daughters name was?

What?

Her name?

Um, Amy. Why?

Last week as I recall,
her name was Lucy.

You sure?

Yeah. I'm sure.

And you left her
at a supermarket,
not a gas station.

Well, I think you're mistaken.

Before that it was Cindy
It was five below zero.

And instead of toilet paper,
you wrapped her
in aluminum foil.

Oh, my God.

You never ever had a daughter.

[LADY ON TV]
Don't take my baby.

MAN: Give me that thing.
No baby's allowed at prison.

LADY: You are here.
Use my pantyhose.

[MAN EXCLAIMING IN PAIN]

Sam?

Hi, Um...

I was watching a movie.

Something good for
the whole family I hope.

Hello, Samantha.

Hi. Actually, it's Katya now.

Oh, all right.

Katya?

Katya Volenza.

Nice to meet you.

Oh, Katya
if you see Samantha,

can you tell her that this
very large package came
from her mother today?

"Dear, Samantha,
I'm guessing that Henry
has been kind enough

"to put you up, I thought
you might need a few things
to get you bind

"until you land a job.

"So I put together
this care package."

Not bad. Chocolate rundowns.

"Also, enclosed, you'll find
a wicker basket,

"the very same one in which
you first came to us."

I don't believe it.

God. She even saved
the blanket. Henry,
look at this.

Do you realize what this
means, this is exactly
what I needed.

That's great, Sam.
It's a lot of
meatloaf sandwich

and you got yourself a picnic.

SAMANTHA: Thanks a lot.

"Samantha, I understand
what you're trying to do.

"You wish you didn't
have to, but maybe,
this will help.

"Please remember
that we love you
and no matter what happens,

"you will always be
Samantha Stigg."

Michiko Hishikawa.

[TELEPHONE RINGING]

Hi.

Hi.

Well, it appears that you
are a multi-talented
young woman.

A dishwasher, a courier,
a gardener, janitor,

security guard.
A house painter?

Anything else you can do?

Oh, yeah. I used to be
a country violinist.

But I don't do that anymore.

Can you handle
a stick shift?

Yes.

[RINGS DOORBELL]

You really expect this
to lead anything to you?

It's worth a try.
I need more information.

Oh, Samantha. Henry.

How nice to see you
especially at my age.

Hello, Mrs. Higgins.

I have a bit of a problem
and I'm wondering if
maybe you could help me.

Well, I'll certainly try.

Great. Well, you see
I'm trying to locate
my parents, and...

Well, they're not here, dear.

And I've been here
whole afternoon.

Oh, no, no. You...
[CHUCKLES] You don't
understand. You see, uh...

MRS. HIGGINS: Ooh, my.

My...

Am I going to be on TV?

No, no. This is just
for my personal use.

My friend Milly Millerton
was on TV twice.

Once when her husband died,

and once when her house
burnt down.

Would you mind if
I asked you a couple
of questions?

MRS. HIGGINS:
No, go right ahead.

I'm easy.

Great. Um,

You see I recently found out

that the Stiggs are not
my real parents.

Well, then who's parents
are they?

I don't know. I mean...
I mean, No ones.

I mean,
they're not my parents.

Um, you see what
happened was,

uh, somebody left me
on a doorstep 21 years ago.

And those are my parents
that's who I'm looking for,

and since you live right across
the street, I thought maybe...

Well, they're not here
with me, dear.

No. No. You don't...

Samantha, I may be old,
but if they were here,

in 21 years I certainly
would have bumped into
them once or twice.

Yeah. Yeah. You're right.

Okay.

[SIGHS] yeah.

Okay.

Forgive me, father.
It's probably a sin,

but this conversation
is being recorded.

I don't know... I mean...

People in this neighborhood
have been living here
for like, yo know, 25 years.

Of course they've seen
something, right?

Yeah. No.

No. Not there, Sam.

Come on, Henry.
Don't be such a chicken shit.

Grumpers has been dead
for years.

I don't care. I still have
nightmares about that dog.

Not to mention
the Perlmutters.

Henry. Henry.

We have to talk
to them, okay?

What do you want?

Hi, Mr. Perlmutter. Um...

I was wondering if maybe
I could ask you and your wife
a few questions.

Certainly not.

Where did you get that outfit?

It looks like shit.

Oh... Oh, no.

It's Grumpers.

[DOG BARKING]

[LIVELY MUSIC PLAYING]

So, let the record show
that I am speaking to
Walter and Marilyn Stigg

recently self confessed
non-parents.

That's it. That's it. I will...

I'm not gonna be talked
to like a common criminal.
I'm not gonna do this.

All right. All right.
I'll strike that last mark.

Stricken.

And I'm not gonna answer
another question until
you turn that damn thing off.

SAMANTHA: Dad, Come on.
I need this for my search.

Honey.

All right.

You know what...
Henry where are you going?

You're on your own with
this one, fathead.

Now, just relax, honey, okay?
We promised we would do this.
Let's just do it.

Thank you.

Now...

when exactly was I left
on your doorstep?

Uh, May 19th.

At what time?

In some time between
the morning paper
and the afternoon mail.

I mean, what the hell
difference does it make?

What did you do when
you first found me?

Well, we took you in, uh,

and, you know,
because you were cold
and hungry and...

And then?

We fed you.

Then what?

Then you made kaka
in your pants.

I'm sure.

I mean, what kind of question?

Did it appear as if I've
been abused in any way?

No.

No. You weren't abused.

Would you describe me
as an unhappy baby?

Oh, no, honey.

You were sweet.

Not until five days ago

since which time you've
become a colossal
pain in the ass.

A pain in the ass.

Shit.

Henry? God.

What the hell are you doing?

I'm trying to recreate
my birth experience.

I was halfway down
the birth canal.

Trying to recognize somebody.

I think you're trying to
short circuit here, Sam.

You gotta grab a hold
of yourself.

I can't help it.

I can't help it.
I have to do something.

Why?

What do you expect
to gain from all of this?

I don't know.

A reason, you know.
An explanation.

And why is it
that most people...

begin their lives,
securely nestled

in their mothers arms.

And I began mine
in a picnic basket...

on someone's doorstep.

I really do understand
how hard this must be
for you to accept.

And up until now I've been
more than willing to

put up with your
endless nonsense

because I really do see how
desperate you are to find out
where you came from?

Thanks. That's real
compassion from you right now...

But, you know what
really burns me, Sam?

What?

Ever since we were kids,

all I wanted to be was
a musician and it never
came easy to me.

I had to practice twice
as hard as you to be
half this good.

That's not true.

Let me finish.

You get locked in
the bell free and bingo.

A musical genius is born.

[CHUCKLES]

You were given...
Listen to me.

An incredible gift.

And I never realized how much
I resented you for it,

until I saw you throw it away.

I didn't realize you
felt that way.

Now you know.

And if you insist on trashing

everything you had for
something that may not
even exist.

I mean, that's upto you,

but if you ask me,
you're pissing in the wind.

Sam, being adopted isn't
the end of the world.

It's not the end of your life.

Good night, Sam.

Good night.

Oh, and one more thing.

As long as you're staying
at my place I'd rather
you didn't wander around naked.

Henry, I'm really sorry, I...

I thought you were sleeping.
I didn't mean to bother you.

I didn't say it bothered me.
I said don't do it.

"I'm 21 years old
and I have only
two months to live.

"Sadly I've never known
the love of my parents.

"I was left on a doorstep
on a May morning,
21 years ago.

"If this sounds familiar
and you have any compassion,

"please contact me
before it is too late.

"Sincerly,

"Helplessly Hoping."

Esmeralda Guadalupe Gonsalves.

[SCAT SINGING]

As you know,

each week we devote
a segment of the news
to Thursdays child.

Many of these children
are orphans.

Words of the state.

Shuffled about between
one foster home
and the next.

And all of them hoping
to find parents who
will love them.

This weeks Thursdays child
has a problem of a
different nature

which was brought to our
attention by an ad

that ran in last Sundays
classifieds.

She is a 21 year old orphan.

And she's dying.

She too is looking
for her parents.

Her biological parents.

She calls herself
Helplessly Hoping.

And she's here with us
now to share her
remarkable story.

Helplessly, thanks
for joining us.

Thanks for having me, Jane.

No, the blanket was blue.

Helplessly Hoping?

Right. Blue
And the basket was wicker.

No. No. No. No.
Wicker. Wicker. Not rattan.

Helplessly Hoping.

Look, I'm obviously
not your daughter.

Helplessly Hoping?

Well, if you don't like
doing the laundry

you should never have given her
away in the first place.

[TELEPHONE RINGING]

Helplessly Hoping.

Well, let me be
the judge of that.

Um, where is it exactly...

Helplessly Hoping.
Helplessly...

Wait, wait, wait.

Well, I'm sorry.
But that's incorrect.

HENRY: What is this?
Fathead central?

Yeah. Thank you.

[TELEPHONE RINGS]

Helplessly Hoping.

Oh, yeah.

Yeah, Elaine, Hi.
Hold on a minute.
He's here. Hold on.

It's for you.

Thanks.

Hi, yeah. Well,
The phone's been
kinda busy today.

Okay.

"Dear Helplessly Hoping,

"I may know
who you're looking for.

"Many years ago though
she never admitted.

"Gladys Cray left her baby
in a garbage can."

Sounds like a lovely woman.

Oh, I forgot to tell you.

The Cornea institute also
called. They can't wait
for you to die.

When'd you give your
eyes away?

I don't know. I don't know.
I was tired.

They promised me a new VCR.

God. I'm starving.

Do you wanna get some tacos
or Chinese or something?

I can't. I'm meeting
Elaine for dinner.

Again?

I'll leave you the truck
though. The keys are in
the dresser if you can...

get to it.

It's the third time
this week.

Remember, feather the clutch.

And don't park in a loading
zone or anything. I can't
afford another ticket.

What's the deal with
Elaine all of a sudden?

Will you forget about Elaine?

I will if you will.

[DOOR SHUTS]

Hi. Oh...

For you.

[ENGINE REVVING]

"Dear, Helplessly Hoping,

"I don't know quite
how to begin.

"Twenty one years ago,
I was too young to know
what was right.

"You see shortly after
you were born,

"your mother left me
for another man.

"I was so brief stricken
that I felt incapable
of taking care of you.

"So I wrapped you
in a blanket,

"put you in a basket

"and left you with people
who seemed to have more
to offer than I did.

"I've regretted it for years
and I often wanted to contact
you but never had the courage.

"Then last year God granted
me a miracle.

"Sophie came home.

"We talked about it
and both realized

"how much we longed
to be a happy family again.

"Now that your tragic end
is here, there's not a
moment to lose.

"If you can find it in your
heart to forgive me,
please respond.

"Sincerely, Herman Hathaway."

Did you hear that? Herman.

See that.

Mr. Hathaway. Herman.

Oh, God.

Hello, Samantha.

Milos.

I see you're doing well
for yourself especially
for someone who's dying.

No, no, don't get up
on my account.

I didn't mean to aggravate
your condition.

What a surprise.

You look surprised.

You have a tissue?

I don't think so.

Never mind.

Life has not been particularly
easy for you lately.
I know that.

I can't make it any easier.

I'm sorry I disappointed you.

But I will not allow you
to make it any worse than
it has to be.

I want to see you back
in my class first thing
tomorrow morning,

or I don't want
to see you at all.

Milos...

This is your last chance.
I advice you to take it.

You see, Samantha.
I'm of a peculiarly
old fashioned view

that the grade should be
given only to students
who actually attend school.

I'm not ready to go back.

I can't.

Samantha, do you know

how many musicians would
sacrifice their right arms
to have what you have.

No. You have no idea.
Do you?

You think this is all
just a big mistake.

Some kind of a terrible
curse visited upon you

to make your life miserable.

Yes, I do.

Well, you're wrong.

What you have been endowed
with, is no accident.

It's a very rare
and precious gift.

Something meant to be
embraced, nurtured
and cherished.

Something meant to be
celebrated, for God's sake.

And until you learn that,

you'll never be worthy
of the gift.

Milos.

Oh, by the way,

I'll be expecting
Samantha Stigg.

Helplessly Hoping will not be
allowed on the premises.

MAN: I'm coming, honey.

I'm coming baby.
Your daddy's here.

Oh, shit.

You slimy little...

Open the door!

You get out of here
or I'll call the cops.

Open the door.
You're not gonna call anybody.

Get out of here.

[BANGING THE DOOR]

MAN: Coming.

All right. Okay, okay,
I'm coming.

A spineless, tiny
amoebic little bastard.
I can cut his balls off.

Sam. Samantha!

What?

Hello, Samantha.

What is this,
some kind of conspiracy?

Now don't blame Henry.
We came here on our own.

I don't really feel
like talking right now.

Well, that's all right.
We didn't come here
to talk to you.

We better leave, Walter.

Marilyn, wait.
Maybe just not yet.

Since she's graced us
with her presence,

there are few things
I like to get
straightened out.

I don't see what
there is to talk about.

You've got some hell
of a nerve with
this attitude of yours.

Who do you think you're
talking to strangers or
morons or what?

SAMANTHA: I don't
have to listen to this.

Well, you're gonna listen.
You're gonna listen, all right.

See, we gave you
a loving home,

an education, your music.

Nobody else gave you that.

SAMANTHA: And I said
I would pay you back.

That's not the point,
Samantha.

I mean, we're not looking
for gratitude.

These are things
parents do out of love.

And what do you do?

You turned your birthday
into a suicide carnival.

You put an ad in the paper
humiliating your mother and me.

And you throw away your music
to deliver pizzas?

What business is that
of yours?

We're your parents. I mean,
It comes with the territory.

Let me tell you something else,
Hopelessly Hoping.

You can call yourself Olenska,
Yoshikawa or Yo-Yo Ma.

You'll always be
Samantha Stigg.

She never existed!

Our daughter.

I'm not!

No matter what you think.

Get out of my life!

You don't mean that.

All right. Come on. Let's go.

Come on, darling.

You know, your father and I
have feelings, too.

Maybe we should have told you,
We're not perfect.

We made a mistake.

We did the best we could.

Oh, shit, Henry.

Here's where I get
off this ride.

You can cross me off
your list, too,

because I just don't think
it's amusing anymore.

Um, Elaine's moving in
this weekend.

So that gives you and your
circus exactly five days
to find somewhere else to live.

You wanna find out
what it's like to be
alone in this world?

Here's your chance, Sam.

Can I ask you a question?

What was so wrong with me
at two weeks old?

Did I cry too much?

I have bad table manners.

Why did you keep me
that long?

I'm surprised you didn't
bill me for room and board.

What if they didn't want me?

What if I died out there,
you know. I could have
starved to death.

That's what you wanted.
At least you cared.

Well, I've got news for you.

I didn't pick you either.

At least I've got
the guts to admit it.

[TELEPHONE RINGING]

Hello.

Elaine, it's me Samantha.

There's no one here
by that name.

No, listen, Elaine.

I'm really sorry
to wake you, but...

What time is it?

Beats me.

What do you want, Samantha?

Elaine, I'm looking for
Henry. Is he there?

Yes, he's here.

Well, can I speak
to him, please?

He's asleep.

Well, would you mind
waking him up?
It's very important.

What? Is one of your
little wooden friend's
running a fever?

Elaine, please,
just put him on the phone.

No, Samantha.
If you have something
to tell him,

I'll give him the message
myself.

Okay, okay, okay. Just...
Can you tell him that...

that I'm sorry
and that I miss him.

[HANGS UP]

And I think his girlfriend's
a real asshole.

[SLOW MUSIC PLAYING]

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]

Adios Amigos.

[SCREAMING]

Morning.

What are you doing here?

The door was locked.
I didn't wanna wake you.

Samantha?

Look at this.

Hi. Here.

[CHUCKLES]

Honey...

Where you out here all night?

No, no, no.
Just a couple of hours.

Well, you could have
awaken us.

Sure.

I don't know. Actually,
this doorstep isn't a bad
place to hang out? [CHUCKLES]

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, too, honey.

Dad.

I'm sorry, baby.

It's just good to have you
home, darling.

Look a this.

Well, um, you hungry?
Come on in.

Yeah.

Let's have some breakfast.

This calls for a celebration.
Come on. Come on.

Sam, you want a beer?

I'd love one, Dad.

Come on. Come on.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

[SHOUTING] Milos.

I'm sorry.

I will just be a second.

Nice place.

[SIGHS]

Hey.

Hey.

What happened
to fathead central?

Oh, the search is over.

You're giving up?

Yeah.

Why?

Well, 'cause my mother
was right.

I'm just, you know.
I'm not gonna find them.

I'm sorry.

Yeah, so am I.

Yeah, well...

I don't know.
Maybe they'll come
looking for me.

I heard what happened
with Milos.

What are you gonna do?

[CHUCKLES]

I don't know. I don't know.
Maybe I'll, um...

Maybe I'll come to your
recital and...

watch.

Good.

Yeah. [CHUCKLES]

I'm sorry about all this,
Henry. I really am.

I don't know how you
put up with me.

I didn't, Sam, I moved out.

Yeah. I know.

Henry?

Henry?

Good riddance.

[SLOW MUSIC PLAYING]

Helen Otto.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

SAMANTHA: Listen,
I wanna make it up
to you though.

Uh, no, no.

I wanna make you
dinner tonight.

No, really I prefer
that you didn't, actually.

Come on.
I'm making an effort here,
you know. And I'm sorry.

And you know how I love
your spaghetti and yum yums.

Anything you want.
You name it, you got it.

Actually, I can't tonight
at all, anyway.

Why? Is it Elaine?

Yeah.

Well, bring her along.

Are you serious?

Completely.

[PLATES CLINKING]

I still don' know
why we're doing this.

She's just trying
to be nice.

Look, Henry,
I know she's your friend,

but quite frankly,
I think she's unstable.

Maybe even schizophrenic.

Oh, come on, she's a little
up the wall but she's
hardly schizophrenic.

SAMANTHA: Ouch. Shit.

Don't be so sure.

You have no idea who
her real parents are.

For all we know, she could
come from deviant chromosomes.

Oh, my God. You think we
should call and exterminator?

SAMANTHA: Almost ready.

No hurry.

Henry, I'm serious.

Well, then maybe, you should
call the exterminator.

Dinner is served.

SAMANTHA: And then
I met this other woman

who wanted to be my mother,
but only on a part time basis.

And only if I was wiling
to sleep in her attic

and let her call me Snookums.

What's worse is that I actually
considered her offer.

You want wine, Elaine?

Oh, sure. Why not?

I don't know what came
over me. I guess I was just...

I don't know. I felt
that my whole world had sort
of collapsed or something

and I went a little bit crazy.

Well, I'm sure that
anyone would have
been upset.

Well, no, Elaine. I was
much more than upset.

I was down right unstable.

Right, Henry?

Yes?

Oh, thank you.
I'd love some.

HENRY: Thank you.

You're welcome.

Anyway, now that I've got
this whole ordeal out
of my system,

I'm thinking
a lot more clearly.

Well, I'm sure that when
you don't know where
you've come from,

it's hard to know
where you're going.

Exactly, Elaine. Exactly.

Which is why I've been
doing a lot of thinking
about where I'm going.

And what's most
important to me.

That's great, Sam.

Yeah, I know.
And I realized that what's
most important to me

is that I'm in love with Henry.

[CHOKING]

I knew it!

And although, he'd never
admit it with you sitting
right here, Elaine.

I'm quite certain
that Henry's in love
with me also.

You conniving little bitch.

SAMANTHA: Elaine,
where are you going?

Elaine, don't leave.
We haven't had dessert yet.

Elaine?

[SHUTS DOOR]

You don't look so good, Henry.

What is it?
Do you need some help?

Oh, God. There.

Oh, thank you.

Feeling better?

Much better.

[SHUTS DOOR]

[SIGHS]

[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYING]

[SIGHS]

MILOS: And where do
you think you're going?

Hi, I... I've... I thought...

Please, Samantha,
spare me your thoughts
and come inside.

But, before you do...

I need to know something.

What?

Is this another impostor
or is this the real
Samantha Stigg?

It's the one and only.

[CHEERING]

HENRY: [SHOUTING] Samantha!

Downstairs. Now!

[CHUCKLING]

Excuse me. I think
Henry wants to talk to me.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

What?

I don't know what your
demented little mind
is upto,

but there's no way
you're playing that recital.

What are you talking about?

Don't play dumb, Sam.
I talked to Milos.

What did he say?

He said it was upto me.

So?

So forget about it.

I can't do that to Elaine.

The recital is tomorrow night.
She's got a lot of people
coming.

Henry, you know what this
recital means to me.

Maybe you should have
thought of that a couple
of weeks ago.

Just forget it, Sam.
It's not gonna happen.

And there's nothing you can
do to change things between
me and you.

So stop harassing me.
It's not gonna work.

[CHUCKLES] I disagree, Henry.
I think you're on the verge
of cracking.

Dammit, Samantha.

What makes you think you
can get whatever you want

just by bulldozing anyone
that gets in your way.

You can't blame me
for following my heart.

Well, go follow it
somewhere else.

Don't tell me you don't
love me, Henry, because
I know you do.

Don't tell me how I feel.

Just admit it, Henry.
You love me.

Please, Sam. Why do you
always have to be so...

Just say it.

You love me.

Yes, I love you.

Like a sister.

And I like it that way.

And I don't know
why you had to go
and screw up a good thing.

[SIGHS]

[CLOCK TICKING]

[ALARM RINGING]

[WHINES]

Good morning.

What do you want?

What do I want?

Not a thing.

I'm here to give you
something. A gift.

It's quite a magnanimous
gift really.

What is it?

Well,

it appears to be a baby's
hospital bracelet.

Why are you giving it to me?

See, the amazing thing is,

this little bracelet
popped out of your
wicker basket a few days ago.

And I've been meaning
to give it to you ever since,

but I've been so busy
rehearsing for Henry's
music recital,

that I just plain forgot.

What are you talking about?

Lo and behold,
last night I stumbled on it.

And I said to myself,

this could be important
to Samantha.

So, here it is from
me to you with all my heart.

Livingston's only
three hours from here,

and if any luck you can
find Mommy and Daddy
before dinner time.

I believe the hall of records
is on Oak street.

Happy hunting, Samantha.

Or should I say, Helen.

Helen Otto.

Helen Otto?

It's unacceptable.

[TELEPHONE RINGING]

[TELEPHONE RINGING]

[VOICE OVER TELEPHONE]
Hi, this is Elaine.

Leave a message
and I'll call you back
as soon as I can. Thanks.

[BEEP]

LADY: Yes, Elaine.
This is Mrs. Waters calling

from the Livingston
hall of records.

In response to your request,
I have located a birth record

for Helen Otto.

And it matches your
information on
the hospital ID bracelet.

If you'd like a copy
of the birth certificate,

I can either send you
an application

or you can apply in person.
Thank you.

[DOOR OPENS]

Can I help you?

Are you Mrs. Otto?

Yes.

I'm Helen.

Helen Otto.

Oh, my.

What a pleasant surprise.

Please. Come on in.

MRS. OTTO: Neil?

Neil.

Come on down.
You'll never guess who's here.

NEIL: Who?

Helen.

Helen who?

Helen Otto. You remember, dear.
She was our daughter.

Helen?

For some reason the name
Sheryl sticks in my mind.

Oh, no, dear.
That was the Coopermans baby.

Oh, yes. Of course.

Well, Helen. Nice to meet you.

How have you been?

Okay.

So, I suppose you must be
18 or 19 years old by now.

Twenty one.

According to
the birth certificate,
I was born in 1970.

Where does the time go?

Well, you know, she's right.
It was '70, honey.

That was a very busy year
for you and me.

We redecorated the house
and oh...

That was the year we took that
wonderful vacation to
Lake Tayatogo, remember?

NEIL: Wasn't that the year
we bought the Austin?

MRS. OTTO:
I believe it was. Yes.

NEIL: What a luxurious car.

I don't believe this.

No, really. It had
a remarkable ride.

Do you mind if I ask
you a question?

MRS. OTTO: Not at all.

Why?

The suspension system
I suppose.

No. No.

Why did you abandon me?

Oh.

Well...

Well, Helen, um,

as I recall,

Neil and I never planned
on having any children,

so when you came along,

we felt it would be
inappropriate to keep you.

So, we um,

we wrapped you in
a nice warm blanket,

and we put you in
our favorite wicker basket...

NEIL: Oh,
I remember that basket.

We used to take it on picnics.

Concerts at the park.

Mmm-hmm.

Those were lovely afternoons.

Oh, it was a wonderful
basket.

You know, I once fit
an entire turkey in
that basket.

Turkey?

And a cucumber salad.

I loved that salad.

Why didn't you just
put me up for adoption?

And give you to just anybody?

Hmm.

No.

We wanted more for you
than that, dear.

And after all, Helen,
you were our daughter.

So, what made you think
the Stiggs would want me?

Stiggs?

We didn't leave you
with any Stiggs.

We gave you to that nice
couple we met at Tayatogo.
What was their name?

Perlmutter.
I'm certain of that.

MRS. OTTO: That's right.

Ed and Phyllis Perlmutter.
Lovely couple.

Oh, and they had that
cute little doggie.
What was his name?

Oh, gee.

Grumpers.

Grumpers. That's right.

Ed, Phyllis and Grumpers.
They seemed like
a lovely family.

Well, Walter
and Marilyn Stiggs
is who I ended up with.

Could we have gotten
the address wrong?

Possibly.

But I'm sure it all
worked out for the best.

Yeah.

Now, Helen, come see us again.

You're welcome here anytime.

And say hello to your folks
whoever they are.

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

[SLOW INSTRUMENTAL
MUSIC PLAYING]

Elaine, somebody
sent you flowers.

Oh, really?

Yeah.

But hurry. We're up next.

Okay.

We're on in ten minutes.
What are you doing
on the phone?

I know. I'm trying
to reach Samantha.

Why in the world would
you want to talk to Samantha?

Elaine, who's Helen Otto?

Helen Otto?

Mmm-hmm.

You got me.

Some woman called from
Livingston, about a
birth certificate.

And something about
a hospital bracelet.

Oh, right. Helen Otto.
I was just doing a little
research for Samantha.

Research for Samantha?

I was cleaning up her junk
and I found this
hospital bracelet.

And you kept it from her?

I gave it to her last night.

The night before the recital?

Henry, you may not care
if she sabotages your recital,

but I wasn't taking
any chances, okay?

What the hell
is the matter with you?

What do you mean?

Elaine.

Samantha may have her faults
but she's still happens
to be my friend.

Well, that's your
problem, Henry.

No, Elaine.

HENRY: Now it's our problem.

Shit.

ELAINE: Henry, I'm locked in.

[DOORKNOB RATTLING]

Henry, I'm locked in.

Open the door.

Hurry. We're on soon.

Come on, Henry.

Come on. Open the door, Henry.

Henry?

Henry?

This isn't very funny, Henry.

[METAL CLANGING]

[SHOUTING] Henry!

[APPLAUSE]

Where's Henry and Elaine?

I don't know.

They should have been here
ten minutes ago.

Henry, where the hell
have you been?

And where's Elaine?

Trevor, listen, do you
remember the Beethoven trio op

because we are now a threesome.

You've got to be kidding.

No. No.

We haven't played that
piece in over years.

I know,

but we're just gonna have
to do the best we can.

Dig up the sheet musicians.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

Hey.

Hey, honey.

Hendricks.

I need to borrow your violin.
I need to borrow it.

Now where's he going?

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.
That's right.

Henry, aren't you up next?

SAMANTHA: What are you
doing here?

I was just about to ask you
the same thing.

I came here
to see your recital.

What happened at
Livingston?

How did you know about that?

Well, Elaine told me.

So, did you find out
what you were looking for?

Well, yeah. Yeah.
[CHUCKLES]

But not at Livingston.

Did I miss something?
I'm sorry. What?

No, Dad. No. It's nothing.

Here's the deal.
We've got an empty chair
up there now. And we need...

a violinist. What do you say?

What are you talking about?
Where's Elaine?

Elaine's having an
anxiety attack.

And she locked herself
in the dressing room
and she refuses to come out.

You're kidding me.

That's too bad.

No.

Well...

Think about it.

I can't. I can't.

What do you say?

I can't. I can't
'Cause Elaine's practiced
really hard for this.

But she practiced
and invited all the people.

Remember you told me.

Yeah, you're right.

I just feel bad.

Okay. We'll do the trio.

But it's no problem, really.
I can work something out.

HENRY: Well,
here's your violin.

SAMANTHA: Well, whose is this?

HENRY: It's Hendricks.

[APPLAUSE]

Welcome back.

[SHOUTING] Help!

Help.

Milos, thank God.

Elaine? Good grief.

Are you locked in?

Yes.

Do you have a key?

No.

Don't panic,
I'll try to find one.

I'll be back in an hour.

Oh!

[APPLAUSE]

Bravo. Bravo.

[CHEERING]

Bravo. Bravo.

That's my daughter up there.

Milos.

Let me out of here.

We're trying darling.
We're gonna do it.

We have an expert
working on this.

MARILYN:
Just calm down, honey.

Breath and... Oh, do you
know a little song you can
hum or something?

Take your mind of it,
'cause I have every confidence.

WALTER: All set at this
end, Milos.

[CHAIN RATTLING]

Okay.

Do you really think
this is gonna work?

If anyone can do it,
we can do it. Or it can't
be done at all.

Hit it, fathead.

[ENGINE REVVING]

[DOOR BREAKS]