Ally McBeal (1997–2002): Season 5, Episode 9 - Blowin' in the Wind - full transcript

♪♪

♪ The wayward wind ♪

♪ Was a restless wind ♪

♪ A restless wind ♪

♪ That yearns to wander ♪

♪ And she was born ♪

♪ The next of kin ♪

♪ The next of kin ♪

♪ To the wayward wind ♪

♪ In a lonely shack
by a railroad track ♪

♪ He spent his younger days ♪



♪ And I guess the sound
of the outward bound ♪

♪ Made him a slave ♪

♪ To his wanderin' ways ♪

♪ And the wayward wind ♪

♪ Is a restless wind ♪

♪ A restless wind ♪

♪ That yearns to wander ♪

♪ And she was born ♪

♪ The next of kin ♪

♪ The next of kin ♪

♪ To the wayward wind ♪♪

Can I help you?

Who are you?

Nancy Sosha, real estate broker.



This house is for sale?

As of an hour ago.
Just went into probate.

Do you have an offer sheet?

Don't you want to know how
much? Oh, okay. Uh, how much?

♪ I've been down down, down ♪

♪ I've been down this road ♪

♪ Walkin' the line
that's painted by pride ♪

♪ And I have made
mistakes in my life ♪

♪ That I just can't hide ♪

♪ Oh, I believe I am ready ♪

♪ For what love
has to bring Yeah ♪

♪ I got myself together, yeah ♪

♪ Now I'm ready to sing ♪

♪ I've been searching
my soul tonight ♪

♪ I know there's so
much more to life ♪

♪ Now I know I
can shine a light ♪

♪ To find my way back home ♪

♪ Oh ♪
♪ Hoo, hoo ♪

♪ Baby, yeah ♪

♪ Hoo, hoo ♪
♪ Oh, yeah ♪♪

- You bought it?
- Mm-hmm. The offer was accepted.

- Fifteen-day escrow.
- The full asking?

- I didn't want to lose it.
- Ally, in today's market...

It's in probate, Richard. The
bank wanted to get rid of it quickly.

- And it's always been the house that I...
- Hi.

- I'm, uh, looking
for Ally McBeal.
- Uh, yeah, um...

I'm Ally McBeal.

Oh, hello. I'm Michael Walker.

And, uh, I am in
need of representation.

Oh, okay.

Um... Hmm. Why don't
you come on into my office.

Thank you.

Had we met, I'm sure it
would have been a great honor.

All I did was go to sleep,
and when I woke up...

I can help you.

But I don't want
anyone else to know.

And you have to promise
you won't tell anybody either.

Why not? Just because.

A chiropractor? No.
Corretta, they're all quacks.

Not this one.

He's... different.

Different how?
Just... different.

You're not giving me
much information, Corretta.

Jenny, this man
will fix your neck.

And that's all I'll tell you.

Uh, your wife went to a lot
of trouble here, Mr. Walker.

Yeah, she's tenacious.

She convinced a district attorney
to charge you with criminal fraud.

Well, do you have any
idea why she would do that?

Well, she's...
She's pretty angry.

Right. But can you tell me why she
might think that you defrauded her?

Yeah. Um, I ran out of money.

I'm sorry?

Well, I used to buy her gifts,
which she loved, of course.

But then we ran out of
money. It's as simple as that.

We were in the kitchen
one night and, uh...

♪ Hit the road, Jack ♪

♪ And don't you come back ♪

♪ No more, no more
no more, no more ♪

♪ Hit the road, Jack ♪

♪ And don't you come
back no more ♪♪

She sang it?

Uh, no. No, she said it.

Probably.

I don't know.

Every time she speaks it
sounds like a song to me.

Mr. Walker, I must
say that it's a little odd

that you speak of her
with such affection.

Yeah. I love her.

But she's trying
to put you into jail.

I think if I can solve the money
problem, everything will probably be okay.

Ooh, very tight. First time?

What? With a chiropractor?

Oh. Yes.

Your back muscles
are very tight.

Uh-huh.

Is this center, uh, accredited?

Yes, it's accredited.

Oh, please tell me you've
never been sued. Only once.

Fence dispute with a neighbor.

I won. How's the neck now?

Uh, it's okay. It's, uh... good.

It's a miracle. Mmm, not quite.

Right this way.

Right up here.

Okay, lean forward. Uh, okay.

This makes me a little nervous.

Um... Just take a second.

I'm just getting the knot at the
base of your neck out. Uh-huh.

Try to relax.

Oh... Oh, gee, gee, gee, gee.

Well, what do you think?

It's a dump. Oh, Richard.

Just... You know, just...
use your imagination.

I'm using my imagination.
Otherwise it's a condemned dump.

Oh, well, with painting,
a-a-and furnished...

Well, then it's a furnished
dump. Ally, th-this place is, uh...

You just wait till
I get done with it.

Uh, you get done with it? What do
you mean, when you get done with it?

- Yeah, I'm gonna
do the work myself.
- Oh. Very funny.

No, I'm-I'm-I'm serious.

Basically it's stripping
and painting, a

little board here, a
little board there and...

I can do it.

C-Can I help?

Wait, um, what di... I'm sorry?

No, I-I've always wanted to strip and
paint and-and... and do stuff like that.

Growing up, uh, my father never
even let me touch his hammer.

Can I?

Uh, well, I... I-I-I-I guess.

That's great. N-N-No,
not-not-not now.

No? Richard, I
have to go to court.

Oh, uh... Oh, yeah. Yes.

Sure.

All right, I'll...

Mrs. Walker, when you
first married your husband,

did you and he discuss an arrangement
with regards to income and support?

Yes. We agreed to both work.

Our marriage was
supposed to be a partnership.

Mm-hmm. Was this arrangement,
which you both agreed upon, fulfilled?

No. He spent the money
faster than it came in.

I spoke to him about
it, and he kept doing it.

In fact, things
actually got worse.

How so? We were
living beyond our means.

Draining our savings.

He spent everything we had.

♪ Don Juan your money's gone ♪

♪ And when your money's gone ♪

♪ Yeah, your baby's gone ♪♪

I had to take a second job
working as a freelance photographer,

and he spent that as well.

Soon he was forging my
name as cosigner on bank loans.

Are-Are you all right?

He put us into such debt,
eventually we even lost our house.

I woke up broke...
because of him.

What did he spend the money on?

Oh, flowers, uh, jewelry, gifts.

No, no, no. Let me rephrase that.
Who did he spend the money on?

- Me.
- You?

Oh, he-he spent
the money on you.

Eventually presenting me with
the romantic gift of bankruptcy.

Mrs. Walker, did you
ever return the gifts?

- No.
- In fact, you loved
getting them.

♪ The best things
in life are free ♪

♪ But you can save it for
the birds and the bees ♪

- ♪ Just give me money ♪
- ♪ That's what I want ♪

♪ Just give me money ♪♪

Today I did not come here as a
patient. I want to hire you as an expert.

An expert? Yeah.

On what? Well, I
believe that my client is ill.

Or at least, uh,
um, uh, not... right.

And, um, th-this woman, his...
his ex-wife, she got him arrested.

And when she talks,
he only hears a song.

And I would like to make the argument
th-th-that his actions are not voluntary.

Well, do you think that you
could help me out with that case?

Well, I'd at least have
to talk with him first.

You can listen to his testimony.
His cross is up first thing tomorrow.

Ah, you've seen Ted.

Which is why we need to talk.

You're not feeling better?

No, I feel fine. Thank you.

Um, when you go to... Ted,

does he ever put you
in this... massage chair?

And when you're
in the chair, does...

Ted...

ever lean into you and
push his chin into your neck?

Mm-hmm.

And when he does that, I
mean, have you... have you ever...

How... does he do that?

It's not Ted.

- It isn't?
- It's the chair.

- The chair.
- Mmm.

Ally?

Oh!

Oh, you... Elaine,
you scared me.

This is it?

Yeah. Yeah, i-isn't it great?

Well, are you really
gonna fix this up yourself?

Richard's helping... What?

Wh-What, you don't... you don't like
it? I know you have an imagination.

I-It's just...

Well, buying a house, Ally, that's
something that two people usually do.

You know, Elaine, they do sell houses to
single people. It's been known to happen.

I realize that.

It's just such a commitment.

Is-Is there a particular
reason why you seem so sad?

No.

I'm thrilled for you.

I just hope this
doesn't mean... What?

Well, that you're
committed to living alone.

Elaine, I bought this house
because I love this house.

Great.

Like I said, I'm
thrilled for you.

♪♪

♪ Our house ♪

♪ Is a very, very
very fine house ♪

♪ With two cats in the yard ♪

♪ Life used to be so hard ♪

♪ Now everything is easy ♪

♪ 'Cause of you ♪

♪ I'll light the fire ♪

♪ While you place the flowers ♪

♪ In the vase that you bought ♪

♪ Today-ay-ay-ay ♪♪

Richard, do you think that maybe
you could get some paint on the wall?

Nice. Imagine if people
said that to Jackson Pollock.

Well, that's probably
how he got started.

Can I say something, uh,
before we continue? Sure.

Do you think it's wise to do the
work before you actually close?

Oh, no. The bank assured me
that the house is mine. Oh, excellent.

Well, let me then,
uh, ask you this.

Uh, knowing you the way I do,

I realize every endeavor you undertake,
deep down it's about getting a man.

Because, of course,
without one you're a deep,

empty, cavernous black
hole, which I respect.

But the thing is, owning your
own home, that will drive men away.

Especially the good ones, because
the best ones, we know, are providers.

It's nature's way.

The man provides while
the woman relaxes...

and welcomes his seed into
her eggs so the species survives.

But what is there, I ask,
for the man to provide

if you've already got
a house of your own?

There's the Fishism query.

Richard, why can't
you take this seriously?

Well, Ally, this is a bit rash.

I mean, have you even
thought about furnishing it?

You don't just paint it
and move in, you know?

Yeah. The first thing I'm
gonna get is a coatrack.

A coatrack. Before a
satellite dish? Yeah.

Something to, you
know, hang my coat on,

so when I walk in, hang
up my coat, I know I'm home.

Oh. Well... Won't this place
look beautiful with a coatrack?

That'll be perfect.

Perfect. That's
all it needs. Yeah.

And how would you describe
your feelings for your wife right now?

I still love her.

More than life.

And yet by buying
her all of these things,

you put her in severe
financial hardship.

It was never my intent.

I just... To see her smile...

when she would open a box
to see a diamond bracelet...

♪ You are ♪

♪ So ♪

♪ Beautiful ♪

♪ To me ♪♪

Um... Uh, uh, Michael?

Are you with me? Yeah.

Or, uh, the look in her eye
when she would smell gardenias.

I just... I wanted to
keep giving her things.

I guess I couldn't stop.

Well, can you help?

Yes, he's compulsive.
It's a classic case.

Can you perhaps testify that
his actions were involuntary?

Not "insanity" involuntary,
but I can say he

lacks the specific
intent to commit a crime.

Ah. Well, that's perfect.

Well, we have some time.
Do you want to see the house?

Hmm?

Isn't it fabulous?

Oh, it is! It's you, Allyson.

It's beautiful. But neglected.

It's sad, but... Don't
start psychoanalyzing it.

Just look at it for what it
is. All right. It's a dump.

It is not. It-It's...

Well, you know that
Robert Kennedy once said,

"Some people look at things
the way they are, and say 'Why.'

I see things the way they
never were, and I say 'why not.'"

Understood. But he would have hated
this place. It's a dump. Why'd you buy it?

The problem with
you is, you're a man.

All you see is peeling paint and cracked
floors and fights with contractors and...

What do you see?
Oh, uh... I see beauty.

I see in front of me beauty
in its raw, naked form,

and I want to
make mad love to it.

I see a carpenter.

What?

Oh.

Oh, my. Uh, hi. Uh...

I... Wh-Where did you come from?

Real, right? Real.

The bank sent me.

There's an electrical problem. They
want me to bring the place up to code.

I guess I'll be working
in your basement.

Oh. Oh. O-O-Okay.

Um, you know, I, uh... I
was talking about the house.

I want to make
love to the house.

- You know, I'm a-a... a...
- An edifice-sexual.

Trying to help.
Trust your therapist.

I'll just be a day or two.

Great.

Hey, Jen. Glenn. Hi.

Whoa, whoa. What's
wrong? Nothin'.

Why is your face
all red? Is it red?

Really red. The only time I've
seen it that red is when you have a...

I gotta get to work.

You went back.

Excuse me? To the
chair. You went back.

Well, I... My-My neck was...

Be very careful, Jenny.

I've seen that chair
ruin relationships.

What? Don't be ridiculous.

Listen. I once got
lower back problems.

I thought from stress,
because I wasn't with anybody.

Then I figured out I got back
problems because I wasn't with anybody.

Be very careful.

There's no question in my mind.

Mr. Walker suffers from
an impulse control disorder.

And what exactly does that mean?

Well, in simple terms,
he feels a need to give.

He predicates his love
on his capacity to give.

And he's become obsessed
with making his wife happy.

Well, what, uh,
causes that, Dr. Milter?

Well, he's addicted to the rush he gets
when he sees her gratitude, her happiness.

Addicted to her happiness. Yes.

And he feeds the addiction by
acting in ways he knows to be harmful.

And shopping? Classic.

Hmm. Wh-Wh-Wh...
What about shopping?

Well, many people
buy, buy, buy to escape.

I had one patient who bought a
house, so much did she hate her own life.

She was...

Not all house buying
is, uh, is bad, of course.

Could we talk specifically
about Mr. Walker?

Do you think we
could do that? Gladly.

Mr. Walker, likely feeling inadequacies
with himself or his relationship,

would buy, buy, buy for
Mrs. Walker because...

Well, to see her smile, he could better
convince himself that he was pleasing her,

that she loved him.

This is very typical on
more minimal levels.

But in this case, it
just got out of control.

Ow. Uh, excuse
me. Excuse me. Ally?

I think you're cutting
into the wood there.

Oh.

You know, a lot of people
buy houses, Richard.

It's not just
because it's a fix for

unhappiness. It's
because they want a house.

Preaching to the choir,
Ally. I believe in houses.

Oh. Well, thank you.

I mean, imagine the world if people didn't
have houses, if they didn't have homes.

Where would
they put their stuff?

Is that what a house is to you,
Richard? Somewhere to put your stuff?

Damn right. It's American, too.

You get a house, makes you
work harder to get more money...

so you can afford,
more stuff... better stuff.

Uh, expensive stuff.

Rich fabric dripping from
curtain rods, beautiful countertops.

It's life, Ally. That's why
I'm proud of you here.

Look around.

You're officially
a "have" person.

Life is full.

I am not a "have"
person, Richard.

And I will never be a "have"
person. Yeah? Well, all right.

Excuse me.

Ally, uh, it's gonna take a
little longer than I thought.

I could come back
later, if that's okay.

Okay.

Thanks.

Did he come with the house?
Because if he did... Oh, Richard!

It's a bargain.

Wh-What's goin' on,
Jen? What do you mean?

Are you...

Are you having an
affair? What? Me?

Glenn, God! No.

I don't know how to
exactly say this, but, um,

your face gets red
when you have an org...

I'm not one to get suspicious,
but somethin' is goin' on.

Okay.

Um... I'm not
having an affair, but...

this chiropractor,
he has a chair that...

vibrates and for
whatever reason...

it makes me have, um...

A chair?

I never revealed any
privileged informa...

You were testifying about me.

I didn't say your name. So what?

You're talking about
a client buying a house

as a fix for her
unhappiness, which I'm not.

See? I wasn't talking
about you then.

And why do you think
I'm unhappy? You whine.

I can't buy a house just
because I want to buy a house?

It has to be symptomatic of some
underlying emotional problem?

Well, don't you think
you were a tad arbitrary?

If the wind hadn't been
blowing, you'd still be a renter.

That's another thing
about men. They can't be

romantic about the wind
unless they're breaking it.

Vulgarity. You chose that rat
hole because it was in ruins.

A project you could rebuild
as you remake yourself.

Allyson, give me your hand.
Oh, just choose a finger.

A gust blew off your hat. It landed in
front of a house. You purchased the house.

This is not the way
grown-ups conduct their lives.

I never ever wanted to
be a grown-up. Clearly.

And yet you committed
the single most symbolic

act of being a grown-up,
next to marriage.

You bought a house.

You are clinically
messed up, Allyson.

Hi.

The house works, right?
Depends on the purpose, I guess.

Oh.

Oh, now don't you
start. Okay, please?

The house works.

Your plumbing's old.

I beg your pardon?

It's gonna need some work.

Well, are-are-are you a plumber?

I do a little bit of everything.

I bought a house a
couple of years ago.

Tore down every part, rebuilt it,
and then I sold the place. Why?

I don't know. I guess it really
didn't represent who I was.

Which is?

Work in progress.

Hmm.

Yeah, my therapist thinks that
I see myself in-in this house.

You know, a total fixer-upper.

But not a tear-down.

No, no, not a tear-down.

Well, the electricity's good.

I don't deny that
he's ill or something.

Then why prosecute?

Ms. McBeal, he may be
compulsive, but he did steal.

He took my money.

To buy things for you.

You do know that he's
still in love with you.

Yes.

When you speak,
he hears you sing.

Like I said, I know
he's got some deficit.

But he also has the ability
to control it, and he won't.

Well, my doctor says that he may not have
that control. It's out of my hands anyway.

The district attorney
is convinced of a crime.

He's gonna keep prosecuting
with my blessing or not.

Can I ask you, um...

Do you, uh, still
love your husband?

No.

I did once, yes.

And it had nothing
to do with the gifts.

Do I now?

Richard, you're
pressing too hard. What?

You're pressing too hard!

Will you stop criticizing
me at every turn?

I am not criticizing
you. Yes, you are!

Wait...

Yes, you are! "Too much
paint. Not enough. Get it even."

Now I'm pressing too
hard with the sander.

If I wanted to be micromanaged,
I'd ask to have sex with you.

Richard, I am trying to get it
right. I am going to be living here.

This is my home.

What? Oh, wow. Richard!

Richard, it's hitting me.

This is my home.

Oh, do you have buyer's
remorse? I mean, any?

No.

Ally, no matter how low I
set the bar of common sense,

you amaze me in your
ability to slither under it.

Thank you.

Why did you buy this house?

I mean, really.

Well, you know, my
therapist thinks that I...

see this house as
something that needs to be

worked on forever
and will never be fixed,

because that's the
way I see myself.

Do you think that's true?

You know, I mainly bought this
house because it's beautiful...

because it's a great project,
and it's something I can commit to.

Yeah.

And I also, I admit,
find some joy...

in the fact that I
was able to buy it,

you know, with money
I made, that I earned.

Hmm. I didn't need a husband
to take that emotional step.

And I didn't need his income to
qualify for a bank loan. I did it. All me.

And I do get some
pleasure from that.

And nobody is gonna be able
to take that joy away from me.

Nobody can.

Or should.

- A work crew?
- This house is obviously
important to her, I think...

Look, last week she was hallucinating a
boy with skates. Now she buys a house.

How long will this firm be held
hostage by that woman's insanity?

Bitch.

Yeah. You know what, Nelle?

She may very well be in crisis, but people
in this firm, we rally around one another.

The appliances will
arrive tomorrow afternoon.

If we finish painting,
they can be installed.

Is there a reason why we can't
hire professionals? The reason?

She wants this to
be a labor of love.

Ugh. Make me
vomit my intestines.

Witch!

Yeah. We're gonna do it.
Tonight, we're going shopping.

- Shopping?
- For what?

A coatrack. For some reason,
uh, home is a... a... a coatrack.

Well... Yeah.

- Victor. Hey.
- Good news, bad news.

Oh, no.

All right, I'll take
the bad news first.

Your plumbing's shot.

Ugh. Good news?

I'm not speaking
as your gynecologist.

Heh-heh. Plumbing humor.

Heh-heh.

Um, well, how bad is it?

Pipes are corroded. Eventually,
they're all gonna have to be replaced.

Well, can you do it? I can.

But technically, the
house passes inspection.

Which means the bank's not
gonna pay for it. I have to hire you?

You have to hire me.

Well, are you married?
Um, uh, bonded?

I'm bonded.

Okay. Okay,
you're hired, Victor.

Great.

Great.

You're forbidding me
to see a chair? Yes.

Do you know how ridiculous
that is? It's not ridiculous.

You go to it for sexual gratification.
That... You have a problem.

I have a problem? Yes!
You're jealous of a chair!

No! I'm upset that you've
become a chair slut.

All right, get out. You'd
better not go back there, Jen.

I will see what furniture
I want, when I want!

I catch you with so much as an
ottoman, we're done. Simple as that.

You are a dolt.

Yes, he has a problem.

But is he a criminal? Now, that is the
question that you have to ask yourself.

Is Michael Walker a criminal?

- No!
- Ah!
- Objection.

Members of the jury, do
not talk back to the attorneys.

Well, you heard
expert testimony.

He suffers from an
impulse control disorder.

He did what he did to
find affirmation of a love.

All he could think about
was short-term happiness.

Her happiness.

So he gave her things.

And like Mrs. Walker
said, what woman

doesn't like to get
things from her husband?

Hmm?

You know, couples go
forward, you... you buy a house...

and you accumulate stuff.

And the husband, well, his role is
to be the main accumulator, right?

Well, he, uh...

He lost his way.

And he went,
uh, a little too far.

So you can say that
he should pay restitution,

and you can even
say that he was wrong.

But we can't really say...

that he's a criminal, can we?

No.

And the only reason that we are
here today is because the gifts,

they stopped coming.

We are here because he falsified bank
documents, because he bankrupted her.

This man knew what he was doing.

Is it better that he acted
out of love than hatred? Yes.

Let the cockles of
our heart be warmed.

But he, nevertheless, committed
knowing violations of the law.

And that is how you define a
criminal. Not "Is he a nice person?"

No doubt he is.

The question... the only
question... Did he break the law?

The answer to that is yes.

Cheating is cheating. You
can't cheat with furniture.

- Not true.
- Growing up, I loved
Bedknobs and Broomsticks.

The movie.

Let's just paint. Jenny,
you're in a relationship.

Oh, come on! That's silly,
even for a little frat boy.

Why am I even talking
to you? Because Nelle's

gonna finish every last
one of my sentences.

Wh-Wh-What's going on?

Oh, um, all the women are running to
the chiropractor for sexual gratification,

and Glenn's not happy.

Why are all the men so
threatened? It's a chair.

- What, you're havin' sex
with a chair?
- Never mind!

Yeah. And Corretta here is a
season ticket holder, right? Bite me.

- Jenny, why don't you
take that chair to dinner?
- Great idea, Glenn.

- Maybe I can eat some lobster
while I'm sitting in it.
- Can I come?

Every time.

Hold on. Women
shouldn't enjoy sex, period.

- If God wanted that,
he'd have given them penises.
- Just listen to the men.

The idea that we could perhaps
satisfy ourselves without you,

the idea that Ally would
buy a house solo...

- It's all just a little too
threatening, isn't it?
- It isn't that, Nelle.

It is that, Glenn. Men need to
be the givers in every little way.

I mean, our independence
emasculates you.

Ally's case? Her client can't live
without being able to give to a woman.

What a pathetic gender you are.

Nelle, I have no doubt that emotionally
you and the chair would be a good match.

You're afraid that that chair
is better than you, aren't you?

I'm afraid? How would you ever know?
Because you're never gonna get that!

Whoa, whoa, whoa! Hey! Hey!

Come on, now! We got a lot to
do here if we're gonna surprise Ally.

Come on, team. Uh, brushes up.

Ally thinks, metaphorically,
that this house is her.

So let's slop some paint on.

- I got a little slop for...
- Nah-nah-nah-nah-nah!

Mr. Foreman, have you reached
a verdict? We have, Your Honor.

What say you?

"In the matter of Commonwealth
versus Michael Walker,

"on the charges of
larceny by false pretenses,

we find the defendant,
Michael Walker, not guilty."

This matter is adjourned.

We thank the jury for its services.
The defendant is free to go.

Thank you so much, Ms. McBeal.

Michael, I think you
deserved to lose.

And, uh, you know, you probably
got off because you have a big heart.

But, you know, don't go
celebrate by buying her a gift.

I know. Okay.

Melissa, I got a new job.

Now, if I don't buy things...

It's too late, Michael. If I
promise to get some help...

I made myself clear.

♪ Don't you come
home no more, no more ♪

♪ Don't you come home no more ♪♪

♪♪

♪ Hit the road, Jack ♪

♪ And don't you come back no
more, no more no more, no more ♪

♪ Hit the road, Jack ♪

♪ And don't you
come back no more ♪

♪ What you say ♪ I
think you're overreacting.

The only question you have to ask yourself
about sex, Glenn... is it good for you?

Listen to the man.

♪ Don't you treat me this way ♪

♪ 'Cause I'll be back
on my feet someday ♪

♪ Don't care if you do
'cause it's understood ♪

♪ You ain't got no money
You just ain't no good ♪

♪♪ Can you imagine a
man being jealous of a chair?

It didn't even recline.

Well, i-is it, uh, you
know, really that good?

♪♪

Mm-hmm. Yeah.

Come on, if we're dancing it
looks like we're on our own tonight.

Let's go. You guys go. I'm
gonna, um... Well, I have a date.

Really? With anybody I know?

Yeah. Me.

- You.
- Mm-hmm.

♪ Hey, hit the road, Jack ♪

♪ And don't you come back no
more, no more no more, no more ♪

♪ Hit the road, Jack ♪

♪ And don't you
come back no more ♪

♪ What you say ♪♪

♪♪

♪ How many roads ♪

♪ Must a man walk down ♪

♪ Before you call him ♪

♪ A man ♪

♪ Yes, and how many seas ♪

♪ Must a white dove sail ♪

♪ Before she sleeps ♪

♪ In the sand ♪

♪ Yes, and how many times ♪

♪ Must a cannonball fly ♪

♪ Before they're
forever banned ♪

♪ The answer, my friend ♪

♪ Is blowin' in the wind ♪

♪ The answer is
blowin' in the wind ♪

♪ How many times ♪

♪ Must a man look up ♪

♪ Before he can see ♪

♪ The sky ♪

♪ Yes, and how many ears ♪

♪ Must one man have ♪

♪ Before he can hear ♪

♪ People cry ♪

♪ And how many deaths ♪

♪ Will it take till he knows ♪

♪ That too many
people have died ♪

♪ The answer, my friend ♪

♪ Is blowin' in the wind ♪

♪ The answer is blowin' ♪

♪ In the wind ♪♪

You stinker!