Cheers (1982–1993): Season 1, Episode 2 - Sam's Women - full transcript
Sam is worried that Diane thinks he only dates dumb women, so he tries to impress her with his latest one.
O.k...
Shot of bourbon, beer chaser,
bloody Mary without tabasco,
bloody Mary with extra tabasco,
coffee, cream,
sugar, sweet 'n' low,
c.c. Water back,
pretzels,
pitcher of water,
with three glasses!
Those are our drinks.
I'm terribly sorry.
I don't suppose I could
impose upon you people
to save me a few steps and...
Thank you.
Really. Thanks so much.
Free pretzels for everybody.
Sometimes you want to go
where everybody knows your name
and they're always glad you came
you want to be where you can see
our troubles are all the same
you want to go
where everybody knows your name.
Afternoon, everybody.
Norm!
Norman.
Beer, norm?
I remember that stuff.
Better give me a tall
one, in case I like it.
Another day, another
dollar, huh, norm?
50 cents after taxes.
Hey, norm.
Hey, girl.
How's the kids?
Two of them are ugly, one's
obnoxious, and one's just stupid.
He's my favorite.
Get me Gus.
Yes, sir. Right away.
Uh...
Gus who?
Listen, don't be a
wise guy. Just get him!
All right. Yes, sir.
Norm, do you know a Gus?
Gus who?
He hates that question.
Gus... the owner of this bar!
Oh, I know who you mean.
Yeah, that was two owners ago.
Never forget that guy because
he had such a great name.
Gus.
I came all the way from
Seattle just to talk to him.
Gus is the man.
You got troubles,
you take them to Gus.
He straightens
you up just like that.
Take it easy, will you?
Uh, listen...
I managed in the minors.
I coached in the majors.
I've been a bartender
for five years.
I've had my share of
people with problems.
Why don't you give me a try?
Last semester, my son
comes home from college
with his new
fiancé, who's black.
And your son's not?
Psst! Yo, coach!
Get Gus.
I'll make a few calls.
Give me a scotch.
I'll be right back.
Oh!
What's the matter, norm?
Somebody, pinch me!
I got to be hallucinating!
Look at those legs!
If those legs are
attached to anything,
even a truck,
I'm going to marry it.
Oh, please come down here.
Please come down here.
She's coming down here!
All right, everybody.
Just act natural.
This I got to see.
I don't believe this.
I feel like I've been
transported in time
back to a fraternity
house in the fifties.
Come on, guys...
In this day and age,
aren't we a little
beyond ogling women?
Holy...
Norm, is that the one?
Hi.
Hi.
Excuse me, miss...
The gentleman at
the other end of the bar
would like to buy
you an automobile.
May I help you?
Uh, white wine, please.
White wine.
Allow me!
Whoa! I got it,
I got it, I got it.
Thank you very much.
You're very welcome.
Don't get your hopes up, boys.
Soon as Sam comes out here,
it's dinner for
two at his place.
Oh, come on.
I hardly think that's
the sort of woman
Sam would go out with.
She may not be flashy
enough for Sammy.
They had Sammy in
mind when they built her.
Really?
I don't buy that.
Now, I know I've only
worked here a short time,
but seems to me Sam
has more depth than that.
Follow me.
Sam, would you come
out here for a second?
Carla, never disturb me.
Unless there's a customer.
No, no, no, no.
Don't drink that.
I've got something much better.
I think you're
going to like this.
It's, uh, an
amusing little wine.
You like to laugh.
I love to laugh.
How did you know?
Call it a hunch.
The great ones
make it look so easy.
You think there's a chance that
could you and I go some place
and laugh together?
My mother told me to
watch out for guys in bars.
Well then let's
get out of this bar
so you don't have to worry.
I do feel like a movie tonight.
You know, I've been in the
mood for a movie all day long.
Mmm.
What kind of movie shall we see?
Does anybody know
any good movies?
What's the name of
that new Australian film
that's supposed to be so good?
No. No Australian films.
I hate subtitles.
Ha ha!
Uh, this one's no
problem. It's dubbed.
Will you excuse
me just for a minute?
Diane, can I talk to you
in the poolroom, please?
Sure.
I'll be right back.
What's your name?
Brandee.
Oh.
With two es.
Ha ha ha ha!
O.k., what was that all about?
What was what all about?
All that laughing and stuff.
I love to laugh.
Diane, can we have
a couple beers here?
Oh, coming right up.
No, not right now.
Sam, we're thirsty.
Drink chalk.
Sam, I didn't mean
anything by that.
I laughed.
Life is funny.
Correct me if I'm wrong,
but I get the impression that
you don't approve of brandee.
Uh, is that Brandy
with a "y" or two es?
You know, I may just be
the dim, ex-baseball player
and you're the postgraduate,
but I'm the boss and I
didn't hire you as a critic.
I hired you as a waitress.
You'd never know it by me.
Now, come on.
Why don't you just
be honest with me?
You think brandee's dumb.
I don't think
anything of the kind.
Oh, come on.
To you, brandee's
just a one-night woman,
built for cheap laughs,
wild times, and easy sex.
Where? Where?
Will you just admit it? Come on.
Hey Sam, I got a message.
Your date, miss big buckets...
She told me to to tell
you she's getting a little...
Ootsy.
Get her out of there, Sam!
The customers are warping
the wood with their drool.
Diane, come here. Listen.
Sam, wait a minute.
Now, I don't mean to criticize.
In a way, I was
complimenting you.
I think you can do better.
I don't want to do better.
You see, Diane,
there are certain things
in this life that I really like.
And nobody's going to
change my mind about them.
You see, I like fun women,
hot dogs, game shows.
And I don't care what
anybody says about them.
Did you read where they
found rat parts in hot dogs?
I like rat parts.
It's my favorite
part of the hot dog.
O.k.
I'll tell you one
more thing I like...
I like brandee.
You know, I sensed something
very special going on there,
so if you'll excuse me,
that special somebody
is waiting for me.
Fine.
Coach...
Yeah?
Where's brandee?
She just left with some guy.
She what?
Looked like the real thing, Sam.
If I see one sign that
you're enjoying this,
you're in a lot of trouble.
How about a couple of beers
for the boys in the poolroom?
O.k.
Another beer, norm?
Uh, yeah. One quick one,
and then it's adios for sure.
Hey, coach...
Any word from Gus yet?
Yeah, Leo.
Uh, he can't drop by tonight.
He's dead.
Oh, no.
Nobody can replace Gus.
Gus had all the answers.
All but one.
What am I going
to do without Gus?
Now, Leo, will you stop it?
Ever since you came
through that door,
it's been Gus, Gus, Gus.
It's been Gus
this, and Gus that,
and I'm fed up with it!
I'm taking you on, Leo.
You and all your problems.
Now, come on, sit down.
I don't know...
Sit, Leo!
Sit!
Lay your problems
on the bar, come on.
Come on, Leo!
He's ready for you!
Nothing to be afraid of.
Last semester, my son
comes home from college
with his new
fiancé, who's black.
I been thinking about that.
And it's a tough
one, but I think I got it.
Yeah, well, wait a minute
because there's more.
No, Leo. Hold it, Leo.
Leo, it's a problem
of communication.
Here's what you do.
When you get home,
you sit the kids down,
and you say to your boy...
What's your boy's name?
Ron.
Uh, Ron...
What's Ron's fiancé's name?
Rick.
Rick.
Rick and Ron?
Suck it up, coachie!
Hang tough in there!
Come on, you can tell him!
Uh, well, Leo, uh...
Leo, if you're that
unhappy about it,
just throw him out
and tell him you never
want to see him again.
I can't do that.
I love the kid.
Oh.
Oh, I see what you're saying.
You do? What?
If I can't accept the kid
the way he is, I'll lose him.
Boy, that's good.
When you put it that way,
what choice do I have?
Thanks, coach.
You know, you're not
Gus, but you're not bad.
Leo, even Gus isn't Gus anymore.
Thanks, coach.
All right, coach!
Coach, you really took him.
Took him? I had
him for breakfast.
Hey, coach, where's Sammy?
Where else?
Not again.
He's been out with
different beautiful Dolly
every night this week
he's overcompensating
for feelings of inadequacy
with an ostentatious
display of hormonal activity.
That's our Sammy!
Let me tell you
something, normie.
There are serious drawbacks
to dating beautiful women.
Oh, yeah?
Yeah.
Like what?
Like you can't eat Italian,
'cause they're always on diets.
You can't go outside 'cause
the wind will muss their hair.
And you can't go to hockey games
'cause they might get
hit in the face with a puck!
You know, I can't stay long.
One drink.
The man's got a harem.
You all know Debra?
Hi, Debbie!
Hi, guys.
Diane, this is Debra.
Debra, this is Diane.
Hi. Hi.
Debra.
What are you drinking?
A very dry Martini.
Oh, that's a very classy order.
Diane, we're going to have
a very dry Martini.
Nothing for me.
We just got back
from symphony hall.
Heard Mozart's
symphony number 41.
Sometimes known as
the Jupiter symphony.
Debra's idea.
Well, I haven't heard
a lot of classical music,
but I like it.
What was that comment
you made at intermission?
"Give me a cigarette"?
No, not that one.
The smart one...
The one about the music.
Oh, yeah!
I said it's hard to
believe that all that music
could come out
of one man's head.
One man's head.
I heard.
Where else would it come out of?
You know, I read in the program
that Mozart died when he was 35.
Imagine writing all of that
music before you're 35.
Slow down, Debra. You're
giving us too much to think about.
Oh...
I have got to be
going somewhere.
Just as well.
Our heads are spinning.
Oh, wait. Debra, you
forgot your program.
Thank you.
I love Mozart, too.
This program's two years old.
Is it?
Yes.
Oh.
Well, then,
Mozart must've been 37
years old when he died.
I didn't say we came
straight from the concert.
O.k., o.K. We went
to see star wars again,
and I'm glad.
How'd I do?
Well, just think.
Don't.
Fine.
I'm going to play pool.
Carla... you've, uh,
known Sam a long time.
Has he ever had a
lasting relationship
with a really intelligent woman?
That's the best I've seen.
I'm going to go back
there and talk to him.
"Blond chick dies
in billiard accident."
May I speak with
you for a moment?
No.
I came in to cheer
you up a little.
Look, I think I know why
you brought Debra here.
You're trying to prove
you date smart women.
No, I brought Debra
here for a drink.
This is a bar.
Oh, come on.
No, it's a bar...
Is this a bar?
Oh, yeah! Oh, come on.
You bet, Sam!
Excuse me.
I sense that you're a
little unhappy right now.
Unhappy? I'm not unhappy.
Hey, I'm on top of the world.
What a life I lead.
Tomorrow night, I'm
going out with a girl
who wears a pinwheel hat.
Would you stop making
jokes and talk to me?
O.k., I'm all cheered up now.
You can leave. Thanks.
Why are you so upset?
You know, this week
I have gone out with
all the women I know.
I mean, all the
women I really enjoyed.
And all of a sudden,
all I can think about
is how stupid they are.
I mean, my life
isn't fun anymore.
And it's because of you.
Because of me?
Yeah.
You're a snob.
A snob?
Yeah, that's right.
Well, you're a rapidly
aging adolescent.
I would rather be
that than a snob.
Then I would rather be a snob.
Well, good, because you are.
Sam, do yourself a favor.
Go back to your tootsies
and your rat parts.
I'd hate to see the bowling
alleys close on my account.
Hey, wait a minute!
Are you saying that I'm too
dumb to date smart women?
I'm saying that it would
be very difficult for you.
A really intelligent woman
would see your line
of b.S. A mile away.
You think so?
Uh-huh.
Yeah, well, you know...
I've never met an
intelligent woman
that I'd want to date.
On behalf of the intelligent
women around the world,
may I just say... Whew!
Well, come on. Come on.
Wait, wait, wait.
It all depends what
kind you're talking about.
Just the average kind.
O.k., you take your
average whale's intestines
and stretch 'em out,
you're looking at...
3 miles and change.
You win again, coach.
This man knows
his animal kingdom.
Ooh. Getting late.
Just about time this old cowpoke
moseyed off to the bathroom.
Black label over, bloody
Mary, shot of vodka.
Hey...
Uh... look. I am sorry.
I said a lot of stupid
things I shouldn't have.
I apologize.
I was kind of upset.
O.k. I'm sorry, too.
We both got a
little carried away.
Especially you.
Well, I'll be darned.
What?
Nothing. I just, uh...
noticed something.
What?
Well, I guess I've, uh,
I've never looked
into your eyes.
Something wrong with them?
No, I, uh...
Just don't think I've ever
seen eyes that color before.
Matter of fact,
I don't think I've ever
seen that color before.
Yes, I have. Yes, I have.
Where?
I was, uh...
I was on a ski
weekend up at stowe.
I was coming in late one day...
The last person off the slope.
The sun had just gone down,
and the sky became
this incredible color.
I usually don't
notice things like that.
And I found myself kind of
walking around in the cold,
hoping that it wouldn't change,
wishing that I had somebody
there to share it with me.
Afterwards, I tried
to convince myself
that I'd imagined that color,
that... I hadn't really seen it,
that nothing on this earth
could be that beautiful.
Now I see I was wrong.
Wouldn't work, huh?
What?
An intelligent woman
would see right through that.
Oh.
Oh!
In a minute.
Damn.
Shot of bourbon, beer chaser,
bloody Mary without tabasco,
bloody Mary with extra tabasco,
coffee, cream,
sugar, sweet 'n' low,
c.c. Water back,
pretzels,
pitcher of water,
with three glasses!
Those are our drinks.
I'm terribly sorry.
I don't suppose I could
impose upon you people
to save me a few steps and...
Thank you.
Really. Thanks so much.
Free pretzels for everybody.
Sometimes you want to go
where everybody knows your name
and they're always glad you came
you want to be where you can see
our troubles are all the same
you want to go
where everybody knows your name.
Afternoon, everybody.
Norm!
Norman.
Beer, norm?
I remember that stuff.
Better give me a tall
one, in case I like it.
Another day, another
dollar, huh, norm?
50 cents after taxes.
Hey, norm.
Hey, girl.
How's the kids?
Two of them are ugly, one's
obnoxious, and one's just stupid.
He's my favorite.
Get me Gus.
Yes, sir. Right away.
Uh...
Gus who?
Listen, don't be a
wise guy. Just get him!
All right. Yes, sir.
Norm, do you know a Gus?
Gus who?
He hates that question.
Gus... the owner of this bar!
Oh, I know who you mean.
Yeah, that was two owners ago.
Never forget that guy because
he had such a great name.
Gus.
I came all the way from
Seattle just to talk to him.
Gus is the man.
You got troubles,
you take them to Gus.
He straightens
you up just like that.
Take it easy, will you?
Uh, listen...
I managed in the minors.
I coached in the majors.
I've been a bartender
for five years.
I've had my share of
people with problems.
Why don't you give me a try?
Last semester, my son
comes home from college
with his new
fiancé, who's black.
And your son's not?
Psst! Yo, coach!
Get Gus.
I'll make a few calls.
Give me a scotch.
I'll be right back.
Oh!
What's the matter, norm?
Somebody, pinch me!
I got to be hallucinating!
Look at those legs!
If those legs are
attached to anything,
even a truck,
I'm going to marry it.
Oh, please come down here.
Please come down here.
She's coming down here!
All right, everybody.
Just act natural.
This I got to see.
I don't believe this.
I feel like I've been
transported in time
back to a fraternity
house in the fifties.
Come on, guys...
In this day and age,
aren't we a little
beyond ogling women?
Holy...
Norm, is that the one?
Hi.
Hi.
Excuse me, miss...
The gentleman at
the other end of the bar
would like to buy
you an automobile.
May I help you?
Uh, white wine, please.
White wine.
Allow me!
Whoa! I got it,
I got it, I got it.
Thank you very much.
You're very welcome.
Don't get your hopes up, boys.
Soon as Sam comes out here,
it's dinner for
two at his place.
Oh, come on.
I hardly think that's
the sort of woman
Sam would go out with.
She may not be flashy
enough for Sammy.
They had Sammy in
mind when they built her.
Really?
I don't buy that.
Now, I know I've only
worked here a short time,
but seems to me Sam
has more depth than that.
Follow me.
Sam, would you come
out here for a second?
Carla, never disturb me.
Unless there's a customer.
No, no, no, no.
Don't drink that.
I've got something much better.
I think you're
going to like this.
It's, uh, an
amusing little wine.
You like to laugh.
I love to laugh.
How did you know?
Call it a hunch.
The great ones
make it look so easy.
You think there's a chance that
could you and I go some place
and laugh together?
My mother told me to
watch out for guys in bars.
Well then let's
get out of this bar
so you don't have to worry.
I do feel like a movie tonight.
You know, I've been in the
mood for a movie all day long.
Mmm.
What kind of movie shall we see?
Does anybody know
any good movies?
What's the name of
that new Australian film
that's supposed to be so good?
No. No Australian films.
I hate subtitles.
Ha ha!
Uh, this one's no
problem. It's dubbed.
Will you excuse
me just for a minute?
Diane, can I talk to you
in the poolroom, please?
Sure.
I'll be right back.
What's your name?
Brandee.
Oh.
With two es.
Ha ha ha ha!
O.k., what was that all about?
What was what all about?
All that laughing and stuff.
I love to laugh.
Diane, can we have
a couple beers here?
Oh, coming right up.
No, not right now.
Sam, we're thirsty.
Drink chalk.
Sam, I didn't mean
anything by that.
I laughed.
Life is funny.
Correct me if I'm wrong,
but I get the impression that
you don't approve of brandee.
Uh, is that Brandy
with a "y" or two es?
You know, I may just be
the dim, ex-baseball player
and you're the postgraduate,
but I'm the boss and I
didn't hire you as a critic.
I hired you as a waitress.
You'd never know it by me.
Now, come on.
Why don't you just
be honest with me?
You think brandee's dumb.
I don't think
anything of the kind.
Oh, come on.
To you, brandee's
just a one-night woman,
built for cheap laughs,
wild times, and easy sex.
Where? Where?
Will you just admit it? Come on.
Hey Sam, I got a message.
Your date, miss big buckets...
She told me to to tell
you she's getting a little...
Ootsy.
Get her out of there, Sam!
The customers are warping
the wood with their drool.
Diane, come here. Listen.
Sam, wait a minute.
Now, I don't mean to criticize.
In a way, I was
complimenting you.
I think you can do better.
I don't want to do better.
You see, Diane,
there are certain things
in this life that I really like.
And nobody's going to
change my mind about them.
You see, I like fun women,
hot dogs, game shows.
And I don't care what
anybody says about them.
Did you read where they
found rat parts in hot dogs?
I like rat parts.
It's my favorite
part of the hot dog.
O.k.
I'll tell you one
more thing I like...
I like brandee.
You know, I sensed something
very special going on there,
so if you'll excuse me,
that special somebody
is waiting for me.
Fine.
Coach...
Yeah?
Where's brandee?
She just left with some guy.
She what?
Looked like the real thing, Sam.
If I see one sign that
you're enjoying this,
you're in a lot of trouble.
How about a couple of beers
for the boys in the poolroom?
O.k.
Another beer, norm?
Uh, yeah. One quick one,
and then it's adios for sure.
Hey, coach...
Any word from Gus yet?
Yeah, Leo.
Uh, he can't drop by tonight.
He's dead.
Oh, no.
Nobody can replace Gus.
Gus had all the answers.
All but one.
What am I going
to do without Gus?
Now, Leo, will you stop it?
Ever since you came
through that door,
it's been Gus, Gus, Gus.
It's been Gus
this, and Gus that,
and I'm fed up with it!
I'm taking you on, Leo.
You and all your problems.
Now, come on, sit down.
I don't know...
Sit, Leo!
Sit!
Lay your problems
on the bar, come on.
Come on, Leo!
He's ready for you!
Nothing to be afraid of.
Last semester, my son
comes home from college
with his new
fiancé, who's black.
I been thinking about that.
And it's a tough
one, but I think I got it.
Yeah, well, wait a minute
because there's more.
No, Leo. Hold it, Leo.
Leo, it's a problem
of communication.
Here's what you do.
When you get home,
you sit the kids down,
and you say to your boy...
What's your boy's name?
Ron.
Uh, Ron...
What's Ron's fiancé's name?
Rick.
Rick.
Rick and Ron?
Suck it up, coachie!
Hang tough in there!
Come on, you can tell him!
Uh, well, Leo, uh...
Leo, if you're that
unhappy about it,
just throw him out
and tell him you never
want to see him again.
I can't do that.
I love the kid.
Oh.
Oh, I see what you're saying.
You do? What?
If I can't accept the kid
the way he is, I'll lose him.
Boy, that's good.
When you put it that way,
what choice do I have?
Thanks, coach.
You know, you're not
Gus, but you're not bad.
Leo, even Gus isn't Gus anymore.
Thanks, coach.
All right, coach!
Coach, you really took him.
Took him? I had
him for breakfast.
Hey, coach, where's Sammy?
Where else?
Not again.
He's been out with
different beautiful Dolly
every night this week
he's overcompensating
for feelings of inadequacy
with an ostentatious
display of hormonal activity.
That's our Sammy!
Let me tell you
something, normie.
There are serious drawbacks
to dating beautiful women.
Oh, yeah?
Yeah.
Like what?
Like you can't eat Italian,
'cause they're always on diets.
You can't go outside 'cause
the wind will muss their hair.
And you can't go to hockey games
'cause they might get
hit in the face with a puck!
You know, I can't stay long.
One drink.
The man's got a harem.
You all know Debra?
Hi, Debbie!
Hi, guys.
Diane, this is Debra.
Debra, this is Diane.
Hi. Hi.
Debra.
What are you drinking?
A very dry Martini.
Oh, that's a very classy order.
Diane, we're going to have
a very dry Martini.
Nothing for me.
We just got back
from symphony hall.
Heard Mozart's
symphony number 41.
Sometimes known as
the Jupiter symphony.
Debra's idea.
Well, I haven't heard
a lot of classical music,
but I like it.
What was that comment
you made at intermission?
"Give me a cigarette"?
No, not that one.
The smart one...
The one about the music.
Oh, yeah!
I said it's hard to
believe that all that music
could come out
of one man's head.
One man's head.
I heard.
Where else would it come out of?
You know, I read in the program
that Mozart died when he was 35.
Imagine writing all of that
music before you're 35.
Slow down, Debra. You're
giving us too much to think about.
Oh...
I have got to be
going somewhere.
Just as well.
Our heads are spinning.
Oh, wait. Debra, you
forgot your program.
Thank you.
I love Mozart, too.
This program's two years old.
Is it?
Yes.
Oh.
Well, then,
Mozart must've been 37
years old when he died.
I didn't say we came
straight from the concert.
O.k., o.K. We went
to see star wars again,
and I'm glad.
How'd I do?
Well, just think.
Don't.
Fine.
I'm going to play pool.
Carla... you've, uh,
known Sam a long time.
Has he ever had a
lasting relationship
with a really intelligent woman?
That's the best I've seen.
I'm going to go back
there and talk to him.
"Blond chick dies
in billiard accident."
May I speak with
you for a moment?
No.
I came in to cheer
you up a little.
Look, I think I know why
you brought Debra here.
You're trying to prove
you date smart women.
No, I brought Debra
here for a drink.
This is a bar.
Oh, come on.
No, it's a bar...
Is this a bar?
Oh, yeah! Oh, come on.
You bet, Sam!
Excuse me.
I sense that you're a
little unhappy right now.
Unhappy? I'm not unhappy.
Hey, I'm on top of the world.
What a life I lead.
Tomorrow night, I'm
going out with a girl
who wears a pinwheel hat.
Would you stop making
jokes and talk to me?
O.k., I'm all cheered up now.
You can leave. Thanks.
Why are you so upset?
You know, this week
I have gone out with
all the women I know.
I mean, all the
women I really enjoyed.
And all of a sudden,
all I can think about
is how stupid they are.
I mean, my life
isn't fun anymore.
And it's because of you.
Because of me?
Yeah.
You're a snob.
A snob?
Yeah, that's right.
Well, you're a rapidly
aging adolescent.
I would rather be
that than a snob.
Then I would rather be a snob.
Well, good, because you are.
Sam, do yourself a favor.
Go back to your tootsies
and your rat parts.
I'd hate to see the bowling
alleys close on my account.
Hey, wait a minute!
Are you saying that I'm too
dumb to date smart women?
I'm saying that it would
be very difficult for you.
A really intelligent woman
would see your line
of b.S. A mile away.
You think so?
Uh-huh.
Yeah, well, you know...
I've never met an
intelligent woman
that I'd want to date.
On behalf of the intelligent
women around the world,
may I just say... Whew!
Well, come on. Come on.
Wait, wait, wait.
It all depends what
kind you're talking about.
Just the average kind.
O.k., you take your
average whale's intestines
and stretch 'em out,
you're looking at...
3 miles and change.
You win again, coach.
This man knows
his animal kingdom.
Ooh. Getting late.
Just about time this old cowpoke
moseyed off to the bathroom.
Black label over, bloody
Mary, shot of vodka.
Hey...
Uh... look. I am sorry.
I said a lot of stupid
things I shouldn't have.
I apologize.
I was kind of upset.
O.k. I'm sorry, too.
We both got a
little carried away.
Especially you.
Well, I'll be darned.
What?
Nothing. I just, uh...
noticed something.
What?
Well, I guess I've, uh,
I've never looked
into your eyes.
Something wrong with them?
No, I, uh...
Just don't think I've ever
seen eyes that color before.
Matter of fact,
I don't think I've ever
seen that color before.
Yes, I have. Yes, I have.
Where?
I was, uh...
I was on a ski
weekend up at stowe.
I was coming in late one day...
The last person off the slope.
The sun had just gone down,
and the sky became
this incredible color.
I usually don't
notice things like that.
And I found myself kind of
walking around in the cold,
hoping that it wouldn't change,
wishing that I had somebody
there to share it with me.
Afterwards, I tried
to convince myself
that I'd imagined that color,
that... I hadn't really seen it,
that nothing on this earth
could be that beautiful.
Now I see I was wrong.
Wouldn't work, huh?
What?
An intelligent woman
would see right through that.
Oh.
Oh!
In a minute.
Damn.