American Playhouse (1981–…): Season 1, Episode 6 - Come Along with Me - full transcript

[instrumental music]

[instrumental music]

[indistinct]

- [Priest] This, the
fact that you're here,

this to me is a vindication,

of a life lived well and good,

in the true Christian
tradition that we all know,

and live by and respect.

As Hughie himself would often say,

when he spoke of painting and artwork,

Hughie would say,



a painting is more than
the sum of its parts.

And I think this is true
also of a human life,

of all of us.

We all are more than the sum of our parts.

And as his bereaved wife,

here with us today, Mabel will attest,

Hughie was a devoted and loving husband.

Hughie was a simple man, but
that is to say he was a--

- [Hughie] Ugh.

Mabel, you're leaving me,

to do this all by myself.

- Shh!

- [Priest] And and and.

- [Hughie] Well, who is was
going to cut my hair now.



- Shh!

- And and I now--

Huey began to paint canvases
and he painted many,

many canvases.

And some of these canvases
are still on view,

all over our community today,

in the school gym area,

I believe there is a large
canvas that Hughie did,

and I would hope that these
works will serve as a reminder

for all time, for all
of us, to keep the name,

and the memory of Hugh
Lederer in our minds,

and in our hearts.

Thank you all.

[melancholy music]

[dog barking]

- [Hughie] I'm cold and I'm hungry.

- How can that be?

- [Hughie] Well, I am.

- [Mabel] Lord, what a
junk collector Huey was.

Painting half-finished canvases,
books, boxes of things,

none of it anything I
ever want to see again.

Course Huey might turn-up someday,

asking about his things
the way they sometimes do.

Knowing Huey it be the carbon
copy of something from back in

1946 he want.

- [Hughie] I don't think
that's one bit funny Mabel.

- Was it mean to be?

- [Hughie] Well, you
don't seem to much care,

about what you're looking at.

- I'm trying Hughie. I'm trying.

- [Hughie] Um hm, trying
don't get the job done.

- Gracious, how her mama
would thrashed in her grave,

if she knew this house wasn't
being passed on to family.

- I bought your momma's
little maple desk Mabel,

but anytime you want it, it's waiting for.

- Yes and thank you, no, I don't want it.

- The piano will find
a happy home with us.

- [Woman] We are sorry
we didn't make it to,

Hughie's funeral,

but I want you to know
we are grieving with you.

- Where are you going,

now that you've sold the house.

- To visit my niece in New York,

she's been asking me to come for years.

- [Woman] Oh that's nice,

do keep in touch.

- That dining room break fronts,

always been wasted on Mabel.

- Well, I only kept it all these years,

cause I was afraid Mama would
come around asking for it.

[fire crackling]

- [Hughie] Mabel! That's
hurtful beyond anything,

anything!

- Nothing lasts forever Hughie.

- [Hughie] Oh yeah, Rembrandt,
da Vinci, Toulouse-Lautrec.

You're going to hear
about this for me, Mabel.

- Not where I'm going.

- [Mama] Mabel!

Mabel why are you always bruised,

staring out into space,
never doing anything?

- I'm watching the peacocks
walking on the grass, Mama.

- [Mama] You ought to be out playing,

with the other children.

Haven't you got friends,

doesn't anybody like ya?

- But I'm watching the peacocks.

- What are peacocks doing out on our lawn,

ruining the grass.

Jesus wept.

You keep telling lies like that,

you'd grow hair out of the
bottom of your feet, Mabel.

- [Mabel] Wow, so much for that.

- [Taxi Driver] Where to lady?

- The railroad station.

When's the next train?

- Going where?

- Just the next train.

- Well the next westbound is due at 11:15,

and there's an eastbound at 12:35.

Which way you're going?

- [Mabel] Give me a ticket on the,

[whispers] the 11:15.

- [whispers] How far?

On the train. What's your destination?

- Oh!

All the way.

- Whatever you say, lady,

end of the line.

- [Mabel] Ever since I can remember,

I've been seeing things,
and hearing things,

no one else could see or hear.

It disappeared completely
when I married Hughie.

I guess you just had to.

But now I have this feeling
it's all coming back.

Well, I can't complain,

I've plenty of money.

All I need now is a name and
to decide exactly which way,

I intend to go or which
way I'm intended to go.

Most of all, I'm starved for strangers.

I like people,

but I've never needed close companions.

Hughie was my only mistake.

- [Ticket Inspector] Ticket please.

- [Ticket Inspector] Thank you.

Have a pleasant trip.

Morning doctor, how are you today?

- I'm well Charles, yourself?

- Fine ,thank you.

- Good, good.

- Pleasant trip.

- Thank you.

Do they have a good chemistry
department at the college?

- Oh, yes. Yes.

One of the best,

one of the best in the country.

Excuse me,

isn't that someone's driver's license?

- Yes, mine.

[humming]

- [Woman] I would like a cup
of coffee and two donuts.

- [Mabel] I'll have the same.

I always believe in eating when I can.

- The donuts here, are very good.

I have some, every time I come into town.

- Are you visiting?

- I'm visiting my sister.

- Just arrived.

I'm going to be here for awhile,
but I dunno for how long.

- Do you have family here?

- Nope. No one.

- My sister might like to
rent a room to a nice lady.

She has this little crippled kid.

- [Mabel] Where does your sister live?

- She was married to the
same man for 27 years.

And all he left her was this
big house and this little kid.

He's crippled.

Me, I don't like a man like that.

- They don't leave you with
much and that's a fact.

- After having been married
for 27 years to the same man,

I don't think she should
have to take in roomers.

- But if one of her roomers
should happen to be me,

it might all been worthwhile.

- [Woman] She lives on Smith Street.

You couldn't miss it.

It's the big house.

She's got this sign.

It says,

Rooms.

- At least he left her a big house.

- Up and down stairs,

all day long, taking care of a big house.

She's not getting any younger, you know?

- Well none of us are.

- Does this bus go to Smith Street.

- [Man] Oh boy.

What bus?

- The one you're waiting for.

This is the bus stop innit?

- What'd you say?

- Smiths Street.

- You live there?

- Yes, I get this little crippled kid.

Big House.

- No, you get that bus across the street,

goes across the streets

going the other way.

How long did you say you lived there?

- 27 years,

with the same man.

- Is he any better at
catching buses than you are?

- He's a motorman.

I try to avoid his route.

- [Man] Women,

always checking out?

- Does this Bus go to Smith Street?

- Lady, I promise you,

this bus goes to Smith Street every trip.

That's why it says so on the front.

- Are you sure?

- Yes, lady.

I'm almost positive.

- [Mabel] So this is my first direction,

Smith Street,

where I'm going to be living for a while.

Hmm,

motorman,

motorman.

I might never see this motorman in again,

but on the other hand, I might
ride home with him everyday.

He might get to calling me,

by whatever name I finally pick out.

And I might take to asking
him about his wife's asthma,

and every day I might
ask him if this bus goes,

to Smith street and he might say,

yes lady, it surely does.

Hughie wouldn't think that's funny.

In case ever does come
back asking I'll be sure,

not to tell him.

Someday very soon I'll be
in there and I might say,

well if you haven't got
this blouse in size 44,

I'll just run across the
street and try theirs.

- [Sid] Mabel, Mabel.

- What?

- [Sid] Find Rosalind Bleaker.

Tell her Sid says, hello.

- What?

- [Sid] Find Rosalind Bleaker.

Tell her Sid says hello.

Sid says hello.

- Listen Rosalind, I'm suppose to tell ya,

Sid says hello.

- What?

- [Young Mabel] Sid says hello.

- Smith Street. Smith Street!

Smith Street lady!

- How's your wife's asthma?

- Better, thank you.

Watch your step.

- [Mabel] Well, here I am.

Here I am.

I wonder which room will be mine.

And whether I looked down
from the window and see myself

standing here looking up and waiting.

By the time I look out the window,

I'll have to have a name.

Hmm.

Laura.

Laura.

Bertha was grandma's name,

but who wants to be named Bertha?

Miriam.

No sounds like someone who
gets a raped and robbed,

in an alley.

I once had a cat named Edward,

and I changed his name to
Stargazer, and then to Robin,

and then I tried to change
his name back to Edward again.

And he got sick and died.

You have to be careful
with names, one too many,

and you'll lose.

Gene.

Helen.

Margaret.

Gertrude.

[indistinct]

- [Woman] Angela!

Angela!

Angela!

- Angela.

Angela.

[upbeat music]

[door bell rings]

- I'm a friend of your sister.

- I was just making some tea.
Come on, back in the kitchen.

How's my sister?

- [Mabel] Doing well,

course she has her troubles
like the rest of us.

- I just buried my husband.

- I just buried mine.

- Isn't it a relief.

- What?

- It was a sad occasion.

- You're right.

It was a relief.

I'm Mrs. Faun.

- I'm Mrs. Motorman,

Mrs. Angela Motorman.

I'm not saying I want to room
and I'm not saying I don't,

but if I did, what would
you have to show me?

- I'm not saying I have a room
and I'm not saying I don't,

but if you wanted to look,

I could show your pretty little place.

My niece had the meningitis.

Hmm, let me pour you some more tea.

She had this meningitis,

got right to her heart.

Everybody knew it would, of course,

but nobody told her.

She had it for years.

Before she found out and got to her heart.

- My cousin had mercury poisoning,

that goes directly to the heart of course.

He only lasted about three days.

- [Mrs. Faun] I had a cousin like that.

You mentioned how quickly they go.

Only this went to the brain,

reddest face ever saw in my life.

She died without knowing anyone of us.

- My aunt was the same
only she died of pneumonia,

and that's a very quick one,

it catches you without
any warning, you swell up,

and there you go.

- [Mrs. Faun] Bloated.

Like my nephew,

only with him, it was alcohol.

[laughs]

- Then there was this friend of mine.

She had cirrhosis of the scalp.

They don't have a cure yet,

for any of those things, you know,

they run right through ya.

I hate to think of the way
my friend went on suffering,

right until the very end.

My uncle fell under a truck.

- I'm sorry about your uncle.

Do you want the room or don't you?

- I do.

- This is my son, Tom.

Tom, this is Mrs. Motorman.

- Good afternoon Tom.

- Hello.

Any cookies left?

- [Mabel] [laughs] I got my share.

Course I got plenty of room to put it all.

Some day, if you want me to,

I am going to make you my
special chocolate cake.

It's got five layers.

- Okay.

Motorman is a funny name.

- I made it up.

Are you just home from school?

- Yeah.

I liked school, but
they're always surprised,

I'm not smart, clever,
play baseball and stuff.

- Maybe if you practice.

- One kid get pushed with
down the street every morning,

and another kid pushed me
back home in afternoon.

They do all the pushing
and I read both ways,

but I'm not as smart as
they think I ought to be.

- You're smart enough for your own good.

I'm going to check out your room.

- [Tom] I'm pretty smart.
I not stupid, of course.

- I am pretty smart, but I
never got pushed back and forth,

to school.

- You know any Spanish?

- No.

- I want to learn Spanish and
French and Thai and Russian,

and then Latin and
Greek, and be a scholar.

So far, I only know a little
Spanish, but I'm [indistinct].

- Maybe I'll push you
to the movies someday.

- [Tom] I liked that.

Maybe a movie in Spanish or
French will improve my accent.

What do you study Ms. Motorman?

- [Mabel] I was married to a painter.

- Was he any good?

- [Mabel] He was lousy.

- Is he dead?

- Yeah.

- How long do you think I ought
to go on studying Spanish,

before I started French,
they're both good languages.

- Look, I'm not used to talking to kids.

- [Tom] Oh, that's all right.

- I mean, I don't see why
you can't just sit around,

and read books or something.

- [Mrs. Faun] Your room's ready.

- Hey Mrs. Motorman and I are
going to the movies someday.

- I think you're going to like it room.

And what do you do, Mrs. Motorman?

- [Mabel] I dabble in the
supernatural traffic with spirits,

seances, messages, psychiatric
advice, that sort of thing.

- [Mrs. Faun] Well, I never
had one of those before.

I'm not saying I haven't had all kinds.

You rent rooms. It's surprising
sometimes what you get.

- I never lived in a room before.

- You won't find very difficult,

all you have to do is
remember to pay regularly.

I'm willing to provide a few
meals, but that would be extra.

- Perhaps I could give
a hand with the cooking.

I'm a fine cook.

- I'm not so sure that
wouldn't be extra too.

All right now,

here are the rules;

You may not cook in your room.

- I promise.

- You may not smoke in your bed.

- I promise.

- [Mrs. Faun] You may not
make loud noise at night.

- I promise.

- [Mrs. Faun] These are
all safety precautions,

thou shalt not,

I mean, you may not keep dirty pets.

- I promise.

- [Mrs. Faun] You may not
spread contagious diseases,

however,

the room I plan to show you,

has a private bath,

linens provided.

We do the heavy cleaning.

Anything you raise by way of spirits,

you have to put back yourself.

- I'm going to like this
room, it's perfectly square.

- Mabel, what are you doing?

- Talking to Ginger.

- Cats don't talk silly.

- Ginger does now.

Grandma's picking up the
phone to call you now.

- [Mama] What?

- Grandma's calling you now.

- Well the phone isn't ringing.

[phone ringing]

- Hello?

Yes, mother.

I just happened to be by the phone.

What?

She did what?

By Lord and high,

whatever for?

I'll talk to you later, mother,

I've got to go.

Rosalind Bleeker hanged herself.

- [Young Mabel] What?

- Rosalind Bleeker hanged herself.

- [Mabel] It's all right Angela,

it's all right you made it.

You came in and it's all right.

You got here after all.

Oh, Mrs. Motorman, did you
get settled in all right?

- Yes.

I'm very comfortable in the room.

- Hmm, that's good,

come and meet some of the other guests.

[record playing]

This is Mrs. Flanner.

She keeps a bookstore.

Mrs. Flanner, this is Mrs. Motorman.

- Angela.

- No Ruth.

- Her name is Angela.

- You play pinochle?

- [Mabel] No, I'm sorry.

- Just as well,

she plays a dirtiest game
of pinochle I ever saw.

This is Mr. Brand.

He is a bookkeeper.

Mr. Brand, this is Mrs. Motorman.

- I'm very glad to know you.

- It's reciprocal.

- What did you do?

- [Mabel] A little shoplifting sometimes,

some meddling.

- Mrs. Motorman will be
down the hall from you.

- Well I hope my cello won't bother you.

- If it's a friendly cello
I'm sure get along just fine.

- He's snoring is much
worse than his cello.

- Mr. Campbell's home.

- [Mrs. Faun] Oh, you can set
your clock by Mr. Campbell.

That is if you're the
kind of person who needs

to always know the exact time,

and this is our Mr. Cabot.

He's in merchandising.

Mr. Cabot this is Mrs. Motorman.

- It's a pleasure, I'm sure.

- Charles!

- They've been going
together for four years.

Mr. Cabot thinks that
marriage is confining.

You can see what she thinks.

[blender whirling]

- Good morning!

- [Mrs. Faun And Tom] Good morning!

- [Mrs. Faun] Would you like some tea?

- Don't mind if I do.

- Did you give up being a scholar already?

- This is my day to be lazy.

- [Mrs. Faun] How about some cookies?

- Great.

- [Mrs. Faun] Not you,

you haven't even eaten your breakfast yet?

- Oh, mom.

- Don't mind if I do.

The sugar will rot your brain.

- Oh, what about yours?

- [Mabel] Mine is already rotten.

Hey!

- Tom,

why don't you go and play in the park?

- Why?

- Because I'm asking you to.

- Oh all right.

But when I get back, I want some cookies.

- [Mrs. Faun] When you get
back, we'll talk about cookies.

- [Mabel] To-da-loo!

- [Mrs. Faun] Sometimes,

I serve a dinner on Saturday nights,

for an extra charge.

- That sounds nice.

- Does that mean I can count
on you for tomorrow night?

- Okay.

I thought I'd explore the city today.

Does the Smith Street
bus go the other way.

What name does it have on it?

- Smith Street.

- Oh oh.

Miss!

Young lady?

Young lady?

- Can I help you?

- Well, if you don't have
this blouse in size 44,

I'll just run across the
street and try theirs.

[instrumental music]

- Can I help you?

- No.

Just trying my hand at shoplifting?

- [Mabel] Hello?

- [Mrs. Faun] Wow. Did you
get downtown all right?

- Yes, I had a rather
exciting afternoon actually.

I thought I might hold kind of a seance.

- What would that include?

- Well, I sit in the middle,

and everyone sits around and we might

have a little sherry and
then I give messages.

- Who provides the sherry?

Everyone has some question
they'd like to get answered,

some questions can only
be answered from beyond.

- Beyond what?

- You don't have to believe
if you don't want to.

- [laughs] Thank you.

I can give you some cooking sherry.

- May I use the small parlor?

Well, that would mean
I'd have to be there,

unless I choose to sit in
the kitchen, all evening.

- I'd be honored if you'd come.

- Who else is going to be there?

- Well, I thought I
maybe could post a sign,

in Mrs. Flanner's
bookstore, if she's willing.

I think a lot of people would
be interested, of course,

anyone from the house can, is welcome.

- Not Tom.

I don't allow him seances.

- Has the question come up before?

- He can stay in his room reading.

I don't want him listening in.

- One of the reasons I want to
use this room is that chair.

- That was my husband's favorite chair.

He sat there, night after night.

- Did he ever get any
manifestations sitting there?

- Nothing he ever
thought worth mentioning.

It's a good chair.

I just don't happen to like it myself,

but I'd sell it, for money.

Are you sure you're not tampering,

with something better left alone?

Are you sure you know what you're doing?

Are you sure you're not
stirring up trouble,

that's going to hang around my house.

- It's just like a long distance call.

Once you hang up,

it's over.

- [Mrs. Faun] Well, I never
heard of a long distance call,

in my life, that didn't
cause trouble for somebody.

- Ah, Mrs. Motorman,

how nice to see you.

How are you this evening?

- Just fine thank you and you?

- I was hoping for this chance to talk,

why don't we step into
your room for a moment.

- Well I--

I was just going down to dinner.

- So are you Charles.

- [Mabel] Good evening.

- Good evening.

Would you like some wine?

- Ah, I thought you'd never ask.

- [Mrs. Faun] All right, everybody,

we're just about ready, you may be seated.

Mrs. Motorman.

Did you wash your hands?

- Yes ma'am.

That's all right.

- Ms. Motorman,

how are you enjoying our little town?

- Well from what I've seen so far,

I think I'm going to like it fine.

- How interesting,

and what brings you to our city?

- Curiosity.

- Well, here we are.

- Chicken again.

- Are we ready?

Good evening, Mr. Campbell.

- Mrs. Faun was saying you're
going to have a seance here.

- Seance. What's a seance?

- Yes, that's right.

You're all invited, of course.

- Nevermind, what a seance is,

you're not going anyway.

- [Mr. Cabot] When is it to be?

- Next Saturday evening.

Mrs. Flanner,

I was hoping you might be kind
enough to let me put a small

notice up in your bookstore,
to let people know.

- Oh,

I suppose so.

- Mrs. Flanner,

would you help me clear the table please?

- I'll help.

- No, no, you are a new guest,

I'll get you next time.

- Well, I think I'll go and practice,

my cello.

- It's so difficult to talk.

- What did you want to talk about?

- Well, perhaps we could go to the pa--.

It's probably better
if we speak in private.

- Charles!

- Yes Ruth.

- Oh Mrs. Motorman,

I have the bill for you for the week.

- Wine, tea and cookies, but
I thought you invited me.

- It won't hurt you. I get what I can.

- I'm watching. I'm watching.

- Good afternoon Mrs. Flanner.

How are you doing this afternoon?

- How does it look like I'm doing?

I'm watching.

I'm watching. They stole a
thousand paperbacks last year.

They don't seem to think of them as books,

books they don't dare to
steal cause of the covers.

Also they know I'm watching.

I'm watching.

The city is hell on books.

- Do you sell a lot of books.

- It's the college.

They come here for, for an education.

How the anybody speaks English anymore.

I'm watching.

I'm watching.

What do you want?

You said I could put this up
in your window or maybe on that

bulletin board by the doors.

Would you mind?

- Oh, go ahead.

- Thank you.

- I'm watching.

- Oh, how nice to see you, Mrs. Motorman.

- I was in the neighborhood.

- Oh.

My manager.

Now let me show you some
our early season specials,

on full length muskrat's,

here,

let's just try this one on.

[chuckles]

Oh, I'm sorry.

It's the first one I grabbed off the rack.

- What was it you wanted
to say to me in private?

- Oh, well, nothing,

nothing at all, except um--

Ooh, here,

let's just try this one on.

- Except what?

- Well, I thought,

a lovely lady like you
with such good taste,

would certainly enjoy
owning a beautiful coat.

- A coat?

You wanted to talk to me about a coat?

- [Mr. Cabot] Why, yes.

Why, the first time I laid eyes on you.

I said, why Charlie,

there is a fine womanly figure.

There's a lady that could
appreciate the look of elegance

for the coming winter season.

- Well, it's nice,

but it's not exactly
what I had in mind dear.

- Well we have a huge selection.

I'm sure we can find
something that will suit.

- Perhaps another time, Charlie.

I really thought you were interested in--

Bye now.

[melancholy music]

- Oh, some people have already come,

I put them in the living room.

- That's fine, thank you.

- Do you think I have enough chairs there?

- I think so. I'll have
to close the drapes.

People expect this.

- Oh, well, I'll go get
the glasses and the sherry,

and you can pay for it out of the pot.

It's really a hobby of mine, mostly.

But if it does people some good,

why keep it to myself.

- If more people kept
more things to themselves,

this world would be a better place.

[slight coughs]

[clock ticking]

- A tall man,

a tall man, wanting something.

He has gray hair.

He is not very old,

but he has a gray hair.

- My father!

- My brother!

- Excuse me, my father!

- [Mabel] He says, he
says to take up the book,

that I had near the end,

that I held in my hands,

near the end,

that I was holding in my hands,

take it up and turn,

to,

page,

page,

it has an eight,

and a five.

- Dad?

- I beg your pardon, my brother.

I know the very book.

- Find the page,

and there is a message.

A letter,

a message.

- I asked him where he
hit the diamond studs.

Tell him it's his sister asking.

- Excuse me!

- He, does not know the words,

studs,

he is here,

and that is all,

he's goin now.

- It must be my father!

I didn't get a chance to speak.

- [Mabel] Someone is here,

someone is here,

some one is asking for Alice.

Anna?

Angela?

Alice?

- My wife,

her name is Agnes.

- She's ill is she not?

Someone is asking if she is better.

If their illness is abated.

Someone is asking you to tell her

the old medicine is best.

Someone is asking you,

to tell her that she is being cared for.

Someone is over her now,
someone is comforting her.

- Of course someone is taking care of her!

I've been taking care of it
ever since I could remember.

What old medicine?

I've got a chest full of old medicines?

- [Mabel] Tell her someone
is taking care of her.

She will be better.

- Will you bring my brother back again.

I've got to find those
studs before his wife does.

- There are many, many here,

some wanting to speak, others moving away.

One who wants to speak is
asking about a daughter,

but it is not a father
asking about a daughter.

Is there a daughter here?

- My mother, why would my
mother wanted to speak to me?

What for?

- Are you well? Are you contented?

Someone is asking if you are well.

- Then it isn't my mother.

She never cared whether I was wet or dry.

- Someone is here,

gone now.

Some are pressing close to me,

some are father away,

here's someone with a message.

Don't forget,

Old Ginger.

[cat meows]

Here's someone asking, asking,

the message for a wife.

- Well, I don't want it.

Tell him to go on back.

I don't want to hear
anything he has to say.

- [Mabel] Someone is here.

Someone is asking about a little child.

Was it the little child lost?

Is the little child
never coming home again?

Where is the little child?

- Bring back my father.

We don't want to hear about little child.

- Now here is a message,

here is a message for T B.

- Me! The the first initial is really J

but they always called me Teddy.

I guess it's for me.

- Good fortune is in store for you.

T B great good fortune
being warned against,

do not be deceived.

- I do not believe in all this nonsense!

- Deceived about what

is it about the real estate deal?

- Now here's another mother
asking, asking about her,

asking her about her.

- Should I back out of the deal?

- She wants to know--

- You said it was such a good deal!

- [Mabel] What's happened about
the break front? What about?

- [Mama] Mabel! A seance.

You come from such a decent family.

Our people were all refined and educated.

How could you do this?

[arguing]

- Who is this asking about his house?

Here is someone asking about
his house, is his house still.

Is his work still there in the house?

[arguing loudly]

- What did you do with his painting?

What did you do with the paintings?

- [Hughie] Ha!

- Hughie!

[collective arguing]

- [Hughie] [menacing laugh] I
told you I'd get back to you.

Burn them all did ya!

I'll never forgive ya Mabel, never.

[car screeches]

- Can't thing what got into that cat?

- Well the messages were
getting a little crazy anyway.

All they talk about are
things, possessions.

And they are cheap.

- [Mrs. Faun] What did you expect?

- They could take a
little bit more interest.

- I think another 50 cents,

will cover the cost of the Sherry.

- Thank you.

If they were interested in real life,

they wouldn't become listened to you.

You'll find out, they are all crazy.

All they want is to be told what to do.

So they wait around for
some crackpot to come along,

and give them the word.

- If by crackpot you mean--.

- I mean, what I mean.

If the shoe fits Mrs. Motorman.

[melancholy music]

- Just trying my hand
at a little shoplifting.

Well, I'm not boasting some
of the things that come to me,

work out well,

and some don't.

The seance wasn't bad,

but I'll be the first to
admit, I'm not light fingered.

Barber.

Mrs. Angela Barber.

When's then next train.

[instrumental music]