Northern Exposure (1990–1995): Season 2, Episode 5 - Spring Break - full transcript

Ow.! Why did I listen to you?
Why did I let you drag us out here?

It's beautiful. It's a jungle.
There are tarantulas here.

Tropical diseases. Did you ever
hear of elephantitis?

Your leg swells up like
a- a telephone pole.

We didn't get shots. We don't need
shots, Fleischman. It's paradise.

Better cover your head. I'll bet you
these banana trees are full of primates.

Fleischman, would you relax?
Oh!

Yeah, a-ha!
A- ha what?

Well, a snake, O'Connell. It's
a snake there. Isn't it a cutie?

You don't touch it.
It could be poisonous.

Look! Apples!



Mm! Pippin.

No, it's a Mclntosh. Pippins
are green. You want a bite?

Not bad. Interesting.

A red pippin.
I've never actually-

What?
You're naked.

You're right.

What?

Ohh!
You know,

usually I, uh- I don't
like being naked in public.

I- I get self-critical. Embarrassed.
But I don't feel that way now.

Do you?
No.

Actually, I feel very...

very- Mm.

? If we go?



? Go insane?

? We can all?

? Go together?

? In this wild?

? Wanton world?

? We can all break down?

? Forever?

That's a song we can all
relate to this time of year.

Spring's about to spring.
Persephone's comin'back.!

And here in Cicely,
the ice is groaning.

About to break with that
exquisite and deafening roar.

It's a time for madness.

A time for our fangs to come down,

and our eyes to glaze over,

so that the beast in us
can sing with unmitigated joy:

"Oh, yes, ecstasy, I welcome thee!"

Hey, Ruth-Anne.
Good morning, Joel.

How are you?
just terrific.

Any mail for me? Well, let
me see, Doctor Fleischman.

Yeah. Bills.

That's it? Th-That's all?

I was expecting some, uh, catalogs?
Catalogs?

Yeah. Just... catalogs. You know.
Sharper Image, Plow & Hearth...

Lascivious Lingerie, or-
Oh! I'm sorry.

Here's your lingerie magazine. I was
just leafing through it. Okay. Thanks.

Oh, wait a minute.

Uh, you're using that for
onanistic purposes, huh?

What? What kind of purposes?
Autoerotic.

Me? No. Not at all.
Absolutely not! I-

I- I was just gonna order
my mom a robe.

I think you need something
a little more exciting.

Exciting?
Here's a Playboy.

Eli Nute died a month before
his subscription expired.

Oh, no. Really?

"Women of Norway. "
Yeah, well, I mean-

A lot of exceptional writers
contribute to Playboy.

There's Philip Roth, uh-
Norman Mailer, the late Raold Dahl-

An interview with Shintaro Ishihara?

Don't worry, Dr. Fleischman.
It's that time of year.

Everybody's libido has run amok.

They rate the top ten
single malt scotches! Now, I-

I want to read this. I think I've got something
for you a little racier, in the back room.

Wh- Ruth-Anne!
It's all right.

Hi. Hi.
Hi!

Mm. just, uh... pickin' up my mail.

Yeah, I was just, uh- uh- Hey,
you're returning some tapes?

Yeah. Yeah? A
- Anything good?

No.

Well, you know, Bambi,
Death in Venice.

Bambi? You know, I haven't
seen that in years.

I
- It really gets to you, the part where the, um, the mother dies?

Yeah.
Here you go, Joel.

Short on kindling.

Thanks, Ruth-Anne.
You're welcome.

All righty. Bye.
Bye-bye.

How'd you like
Beefcake Bingo?

Message.
Hey, what is that?

Ice. It's gonna break.

Wow!

What?

Damn shame, Joel.

I lived three months
on the Lower East Side, Maurice.

Avenue B, Alphabet City. One of the
roughest neighborhoods in New York City.

- Nobody ever stole my radio.
- Clear.

This is rural America.
This is Alaska.

People come here to get away from crime.
There isn't supposed to be crime up here.

Son, don't get excited.
It happens every year.

- What are you talking about?
- Well, it seems the meltdown causes some criminal insanity.

But it's only temporary.
Y- You're saying that...

someone got spring fever
so they stole my radio?

Yeah. Last year it was hair dryers.

Maurice. This is not the work of a person
who can't differentiate right from wrong.

This is the work of a common hoodlum.
Now, I want to file a report.

- I want a police investigation.
- You can't file a report.

I have my rights as a citizen,
as a taxpayer.

Joel, you can't file a report because
there's no policeman to file a report with.

What?

What are you telling me? There's gotta
be police, or a sheriff. A deputy!

A Mountie!
Something, somewhere?

Joel, aside from this
one annual deviation,

Cicely is crime-free.

A few petty thefts just don't justify
the salary of a full-time police officer.

You tolerate crime
because it's cost-effective?

What about the principle?
What about the rule of law?

It's more a question of balance.

You know, light versus dark?
Good versus evil?

If you bring in cops, I guarantee
you're gonna get robbers.

Hey, don't get Zen on me.
I have been violated.

Look, Joel, if it'll make you feel
any better, I'll loan you a radio.

Maurice, the only thing that would make me feel
better is a one-way ticket to New York City.

You get ripped off, you hit 911-
sooner or later, the cops show up!

I mean, they may not do anything,
but at least they exist.

Excuse me.
I need a spoon.

Say that again.

Never mind.

Poor Holling. Nobody
wants to take him on this year.

Guess they don't want
to end up like Fritz Hyman.

He ever get that pin
taken out of his jaw?

It's permanent.

Boy. Holling sure is cute
when he's out to kick butt.

I'd like to jump his bones,
but... I've got this thing.

What thing? Oh.

Hi, Ed. Somebody stole
Dr. Fleischman's radio.

White people.
They get crazy.

One year it's hair dryers.
The next it's radios.

Say, do you think
there's a connection there?

Nah. You can't listen to the radio
while you're drying your hair.

- It's too noisy.
- I saw a Charlie Chan movie. Warner Oland?

People were mysteriously dying
at this nightclub.

Number One Son didn't think
there was a connection.

But Mr. Chan knew better.

You ordered milk?
Yeah, thanks, Holling.

Guess I'll be gettin' back to work.

just a second.

Thanks.

? Love, it is so powerful, huh?

? It's simply unavoidable?

? Whoa, whoa?

? The trend is irreversible?

? The woman is invincible?

? She's a natural law
And she leaves me in awe?

? She deserves the applause
I surrender because?

? She used to look good to me
But now I find her?

? Simply irresistible?

? Simply irresistible?

-? Simply irresi-?
She's so fine,

? There's no tellin'
where the money we-?

We want you.
We want you bad.

Wow, oh-
D- Don't even think about it.

- Why not?
- Because this is a dream.

All the better.
No repercussions.

No, you don't understand. I have never
consummated an erotic dream in my life.

Even when I was going through puberty,
something always woke me up.

Always.
That won't happen this time.

It won't?
We promise.

Okay! Okay! W-W-We'll do like, uh-
an eclectic group thing, you know?

Something with, uh,
maybe a Roman motif?

Togas?
Yeah!

What's that?

What? That ping. That little ping
coming in from outside my dream.

I don't hear any ping.

That was just a test, you're right.
There's no ping.

- So? Now what?
- Let's do it!

Here? Now? In the middle of my
subconscious, with all the lights on?

You're shy.
No, I'm just extremely self-conscious.

Better?

Yeah, if I could just get
my pupils to dilate. Where are you?

You would think the consummating of an incredible
erotic dream would give a person some pleasure.

At least some satisfaction.
just some relief.

Shelly?
This steak is ridiculously rare.

- Oh. Sorry.
- Hey, you're reading a book!

I know. I can't help it.

I'd rather be cleaning the grill,
or filling ketchup bottles, but...

I just can't help it.
D.H. Lawrence?

The Rainbow? We usually keep it
under the leg of the kitchen table.

You know, so the table doesn't wobble?

All of a sudden, I've got
this craving to read it. Yeah?

Any good?
I don't know.

I mean, there's just so many words.

Listen: "Inarticulate,

"he moved with her at the marsh
in violent, gloomy, wordless passion...

"almost in hatred of her,

"till gradually, she became aware of him,

"aware of herself
with regard to him.

"Her blood stirred to life,
she began to open towards him,

"to flow towards him again.

"He waited till the spell was
between them again,

till they were together within
one, rushing, hastening flame. "

What's that all about?
Uh, sex.

It is?
Yeah.

"Rushing, hastening flame"?
He's writing about sex.

All right, listen up.!

And listen good.!

Hey! I'm talkin' to you back there.

Some scum-sucking,
chicken-dung sneak thief...

just made the worst mistake of his life!

That son of a bitch had the audacity...

to invade the sanctity of my home.!

And walk off with my
Fisher CD boom box.!

Yeah. Shoe's on the other foot
now, eh, Maurice?

Now you hold your tongue
there, Fleischman!

All right, here's the deal:

I'll be out of my office
for two-and-a-half hours.

When I return,
at exactly 1100 hours,

I expect that boom box
to be on my desk.

You got that?

- Hi, Dr. Fleischman.
- Ed!

Ed.

W
- We've been through this. The knocking? The knocking you were supposed to do...

before you enter my office?

I just wanna ask you
a couple questions.

- Questions? What kinda questions?
- Your radio that was stolen.

- Was that German or Japanese?
- Ed, I have other things on my mind right now.

Japanese? I
- I don't know. I guess. Probably. I don't know.

Surmanpow's was a Blaupunkt.
That's German.

Ed, uh, I'm busy here.
just one more thing.

The tape deck.
Was that automatic reverse?

Really, Ed. I don't have time for this.

You seem a little bit upset,
Dr. Fleischman.

Perhaps my questions have touched a
sensitive nerve. Yeah. I-I'm upset.

You want to know why, Ed? I'll tell you. As
a physician, I realize that sexual release...

is not crucial to human survival-
say, like water or oxygen-

but when a healthy, 28-year-old male
is deprived of that release,

he has an awful hard time
enjoying his survival.

It's the meltdown. I admit, I
have been unusually preoccupied,

even obsessed with carnal desires,

but let me suggest the primary cause
is not this meltdown.

The fact that I have been stuck
in this godforsaken place for 10 months,

and in this time I have not once-
n- not once, not one time-

had intimate relations
with the opposite sex.

Ohh.

Yeah, "Ohh. "

Well, if you'd like,
I can help. Help? What?

You have a secret pool of women?
Your own private stockpile?

- I know a girl.
- A girl?

Yeah.
No, that's okay, Ed.

That's very nice of you.
Very nice, but no thanks.

She's pretty.
Yeah, I'm sure she is. Really.

I'm sure she's very attractive, beautiful.
But I can find my own girls. Okay?

Thanks anyways.
Okay.

Bye, Dr. Fleischman.

"But Max stepped into his private boat
and waved good-bye.

"And sailed back over a year
and in and out of weeks...

"and through a day.

"And into the night
of his very own room...

"where he found his supper
waiting for him.

And it was still hot. "

Thank you, Mr. Sendak.
Thank you for reminding us...

that we should never, ever lose touch with
that wild and untamable spirit within us all.

You know, mayhem's gotten a bad rap,
and chaos is taking it on the chin...

in these pathologically
normal and rational times.

Even up here in Alaska, we're turning
our back on the beast.

We've opted for the zoo,
where the lion can't eat you,

instead of the jungle, where he can.

Quelle dommage.
What a drag.

Come in.!

- Maurice Minnifield?
- Yes?

Sergeant Semanski.
Well, how 'bout that?

I drove in from Sourdough.
500 miles.

Much obliged. Pulled me off a
905-R. Rabies suspect. Brown bear.

They lost it in a trailer park.
No kiddin'.

Pulled me off for this:

Stolen radio? Well, actually,
there was more than one.

I don't believe in giving anyone any
preferential treatment, no matter who they know.

I don't like it
when people pull strings.

Well, I didn't pull any strings.
Maybe tugged 'em a little bit.

I'll need to ask you some questions.
Sure. Anything.

Oh, but I would like to say one thing.

No matter how it happened,
I'm glad you're here.

The people of Cicely will sleep a lot
better knowing you're on the case.

Mm-hmm.

? Everybody got to live?

? And nobody got to die?

Holling, I asked for C&C.
This is gin.

So?

I'll drink it. No, no, come
on, now. You ordered C&C.

You oughta get C&C.

Get mad! Start somethin'!

I'm fine.
You're my last chance, Steve.

You don't understand.
All year long,

I go without so much
as hurtin' a housefly.

But just this once.
just this one time,

I need to cause some pain.

I need to feel my fist...

smashing into a mouthful of teeth.

I need to hurt somebody.

I would like to help you out,
Holling, I would, but...

I got a $500 deductible
on my medical insurance.

Maggie.!

Shelly, hi!
Hi. What'd you make?

Lasagna.
Mm. Yummy.

I made lasagna too. So'd
Ruth-Anne. So'd Gary. So'd Chris.

Oh. Do you have a knife?
Yeah.

I don't believe it, Fleischman.
You cooked something.

Yup. jell-O. You
really put yourself out.

Hey.
A lot of people like Jell-O.

Besides, it's the only alternative
to all that lasagna out there.

Besides, what'd you cook? Tuna
casserole. What are you doing?

Putting bananas into the Jell-O.
What does it look like I'm doing?

Well, Fleischman, usually you put the
bananas in the Jell-O before it gets hard.

Oh, excuse me. You have
the Jell-O regulation book.

I've been lookin' everywhere. Fleischman,
can't you take a little criticism?

How did you ever
get through med school?

Th-That question
is-is so ridiculous.

So stupid. Maybe you're getting
too much radiation in that airplane.

Maybe your brain is fermenting.
Fine. just give me the knife.

I'm using it!

My God. What happened?
What just happened?

I don't know. We kissed. We kissed! Actually,
we necked. Definitely necked. Okay, okay.

B
- But how? Why? I don't know. I don't know.

Was it me? Did I start it? Did I? No, no.
It could have been me. It might have been me.

I'm sorry. I'm really sorry.
No, no. I'm sorry.

It's a terrible thing. It's a
terrible thing. Oh, it's terrible!

It's unforgivable.
Awful. Unconscionable.

It's nothing we can't handle. You're right,
you're right. We're two mature adults.

We'll just talk it through. There
you go. We're gonna talk it through.

Right. Look, it's very simple.
It's really very simple.

You need a woman. Yeah, right. A
- And you need a man.

I got a man. I got...
Rick. Oh, there you go!

Okay. So you just get
a woman. That's good.

I'm just gonna get a woman. That's what
I'm gonna do. All right. Then it's settled?

It's settled. Good.
Okay, good.

Here we go. Tea for two.

This'll take the edge
off the weather.

Any sign of forced entry?

Not that I know of.
Sugar?

You always keep these windows
unlocked, Mr. Minnifield?

Well, there's not much call
for security around here.

Oh, that is, until recently.

Uh, look. Why don't you
call me Maurice?

And, uh, Sergeant Semanski's
an awful mouthful.

What's your first name?

Officer.
Okay, Officer.

Tea. No sugar.

This is, uh, "Djarling. "

Nice aroma, plenty of...
body.

Care for a cookie? Have you noticed any
strange vehicles on or near the property?

You know, you are
a dedicated police officer.

That's a rare attribute these days,
sad to say.

What'd you do before you got into
the law enforcement racket?

I was in the air force.
Ah! A fellow flyboy!

Air traffic control.
I was an astronaut, myself.

Of course, I guess you already
knew that. What's in there?

Oh, that's the gym.
Uh-huh.

Outstanding.! There's
nothin' like free weights.

just you and the pain.
You wanna give 'em a try?

Well, I'm on duty.

Go ahead. Nothin' like pumpin'
a little iron to clear the cobwebs.

Well, it's... against regulations.

Oh, come on.

- Well-
- Yeah, that's the ticket.

What do you want, 120? 130? Two-twenty.

Really?

All right, I'll spot for ya.

Ed. I-I'm startin' to have
some second thoughts.

I mean, when I spoke to you,
it was a moment of desperation.

Since then, I've had time
to reflect. To reconsider.

It's just a date.

Hi, Betty.

She doesn't speak English?
Uh-uh.

You didn't tell me that.
Why didn't you tell me that?

Dr. Fleischman.
Dr. Fleischman, this is Betty.

Hi! Hi, uh-

Have a seat.

It's unbelievable.

Incredible.!
What?

"What"? Come on. Doesn't
she remind you of somebody?

Demi Moore.

No. Maggie.

Not really.

Root beer?
Sure.

She looks exactly like Maggie.
Exactly.

Did you see the lower lip?
The green eyes?

Ice?

Why not?

Thanks. You know, I admit,
I had my doubts. Grave concerns.

But I gotta hand it to you.
There are real possibilities here.

Mm. It's delicious.

Very good.

You seem like a very caring person.

Very sensitive.

Sensitive. Sensitive?

Ed, tell her what I just said.

I'm not getting
a whole lot of feedback here.

I'll check it out.

It's a pass, Dr. Fleischman.

Don't you think that's enough?

Two more reps!
One!

- Just don't want you to pull anything.
- Two!

My!

Oh, that was good!

Look, why don't you just relax,
put your feet up, get your breath,

and I'll go fix us some lunch.
No, thanks.

It's no problem. I can whip up some
chicken-fried steak, and potatoes au gratin-

I'm gonna dust for prints.
Forget about the radio.

After lunch, I'll take you down
and show you the pond!

Mr. Minnifield, I was
sent here at your request.

I have a job to do. There's a full foot of
ice on that pond. It's perfect for skating.

I'm gonna start with the windows.

Have you noticed
anyone acting differently?

Hmm. Differently.

You mean, like someone
flashing a big wad,

popping for drinks,
trying to buy a new car?

- Something like that.
- No.

Better tell the truth.
This lady can mop up the floor with you.

Has anyone approached you about
buying a radio?

You mean, someone trying
to fence hot property?

No.

Who are you?

Oh, I'm Ed Chigliak. I'm trying
to crack this case, too.

Mr. Chigliak...
leave this to the professionals?

This gal can curl
85 pounds with each arm.

She's modest. She doesn't
want to blow her own horn.

But she's the state police
All-Division boxing champion.

- How's that?
- Three years running.

Is that the truth?
Uh-huh.

- May I ask you something, Officer?
- Shoot.

Would you fight me?
No, uh-uh, Holling.

I wouldn't do that.
This is a powerhouse.

I need to fight somebody. And
so far, I haven't found any takers.

Sure. I'll fight ya.

Thank you.

You send these out?

Aw, it's a damn shame. Look at this
double crease they pressed in here.

No excuse for it either.
Not with nice, heavy twill like this.

Look here. You could
cut a steak with this crease.

You don't have to do that.
Oh, no. I'm enjoying it.

Besides, think how
refreshing it'll be...

to slip into a nice, freshly
pressed uniform after your bout.

One forty-six.
Right in the middle of my zone.

Are you sure you haven't
bitten off more than you can chew?

Holling's got a long reach,
and he's also got a mean right jab.

I've kayoed guys on the force
a lot bigger and faster than him.

I just bet you have.

You know, Barbara,

when that thief stole into my house,

and took my property,
I felt personally violated.

You see,

I've always been a pilot.

Not only in the physical sense,

but in the metaphysical,
spiritual sense as well.

I've always lived my life
as if I were on...

one long sortie.

With me, and only me,
always in control.

But suddenly...

I've got this need...

to take a back seat...

and turn the controls
over to you, Barbara.

You make me feel safe.

I'll get you another one.

Marilyn says you don't have
a patient for another hour.

You know, Fleischman, we've just
been postponing the inevitable.

The way to catch a criminal
is to think like one.

Dr. Fleischman? Dr. Fleischman?

I thought you'd like to know
I'm zeroing in on the radio thief.

Count on it, Ed. He's hocked my particular
radio in some pawnshop in Anchorage.

Here are my findings: all units stolen
were equipped with automatic fine tune.

Except for two.
One radio had a hyper-bass mode,

and all but one
were of Japanese manufacture.

Don't you see it?
What?

- The pattern.
- It sounds pretty random.

Right! Now. Look at this.

Each flag represents
a locale of a radio theft.

Well, th-they look
kinda scattered around.

Scattered at random.

It's a random pattern.
That's the pattern.

I'll keep you posted.

Hey, Ed?

I mean, not that it makes any difference,
and not that I believe that...

these things have any
measurable effect on the psyche-

But when is the ice gonna crack?

Soon.

Soon?

Very soon.

Any chance we can get this thing
started before Tuesday?

Ready when you are.

Watch his right, get in first,
and don't lay up.

Okay, Shelly. Let's do it.

Cover up!

Come on, Semanski.
Gimme your best shot.!

- Oh! Honey!
- That's it. That's it.

Honey!

Good combination!

Break it up, break it up.

Break it apart, break it apart.

- Is this it?
- Hey! Here it is.

Is this it?

The ice is breaking!

Okay. Let's go.
Huh?

- Come on! Raise your gloves. You're leavin' yourself wide open.
- I'm not gonna fight a woman!

Holling!

Holling, Holling, Holling.!
Talk to me, honey.!

Holling, can you hear me?
Oh, yeah. Is he all right?

- Whoo!
- Holling, what's your last name?

Come on, Holling. Holling.
Count to ten for me.

Boy, she really clocked him. Come on. One
- Holling?

Holling?

Glass jaw.

Well, spring sprang.

We've had our state of grace, and
our little gift of sanctioned madness.

courtesy of Mother Nature.

Thanks, Gaea.
Much obliged.

I guess it's time to get back
to that daily routine of living...

we like to call "normal,"

but before things get too normal, a little
reminder to those people of the male persuasion.

Cicely's annual running of the bulls
commences first thing tomorrow morning.

Guess that's about it for tonight, so
sleep tight, don't let the polar bears bite.

And I'll talk to you real soon.

- Ya figured it out.
- I had a hunch.

So I went to your trailer.

Ruth-Anne's electric toothbrush.
Meltdown '88.

Yeah, the eclectic year.

Know what the connective thread was?
They all had to be electric appliances...

and had to be essentially useless.

All right.
What made you think it was me?

I found this in the back
of Dr. Fleischman's truck.

A pencil?

Ticonderoga #2.

Ticonderoga two's the
most common pencil there is.

Note the tooth marks. I've seen you
chew on your pencil many times.

- Everybody chews on their pencil.
- Also, the angle the eraser was used-

Oh Ed, come on. Gimme a break.

You found out I stole all that stuff
from an eraser on a pencil.

And I saw you
taking the tape deck...

out of Gary McClennan's flatbed
during the fight.

You saw that.

Hyper-bass. Real nice.

- All right. Now what?
- Now what, what?

Well, you caught me red-handed.

There's the goods.
What are you gonna do?

I don't know. I never thought
about it that far ahead.

Well, just tell me why you did it.

Wildness, Ed. Wildness!

We're runnin' out of it, man.
Even up here in Alaska.

People need to be reminded that
the world is unsafe and unpredictable.

And that, at the drop of a hat,

they could lose everything, man-
just like that.

You couldn't predict that. I do it to
remind them that Chaos is out there,

and he's lurking beyond the horizon.

That's why.

Well, that, and... sometimes, Ed,

sometimes you just gotta
do something bad.

just to know you're alive.

I gotta hand it to you, Barbara.
You got quite a wallop there.

How's the hand?
Better.

Good job on the uniform.
Oh, that's nothing.

You sure I can't persuade you
to stay overnight,

witness what our little community
likes to call "The Running of the Bulls"?

- I don't think so.
- Oh, no impropriety implied. There's a guest room upstairs.

Lots of privacy. Lock on the door.

- I'm expected back.
- Husband?

No.
Boyfriend?

Two black point German Shepherds
that'll eat the stuffing out of the couch...

if I don't get back there
and put out some kibble.

Nice dogs, shepherds.

Now, listen. There's this, uh,
little dinner theater down your way.

It's a cozy little place,
got a nice wine cellar-

Di Contini's.
Yeah, that's the place.

Yeah. We had their liquor license
on a six-month suspension last year.

Serving minors without I.D.
Uh-huh.

Uh, well, what I was getting at...

is I thought next time
I was down your way, uh,

I could take you there. We could order
up a nice Delmonico, catch the show.

If we locate your property,
I'll be in touch.

Uh, Barbara-

Look.
What I'm trying to say is,

that I would like to see you again,
on a nonprofessional basis.

Lemme give it to you straight.

I could never respect a man
who did my ironing.

No! No, that wasn't me.

That wasn't the real me.
It was that damned ice thing.

Look, I am not a pantywaist new man.

I- I had 15 confirmed kills over Pusan.

What I'm trying to say,
Barbara, is that...

I feel a great affection,
a- a great respect...

admiration
a- and attraction toward you.

I gotta get going.

Lock those windows.

Listen, I gotta talk to you. Wha
- Barge right in, Fleischman.

- Is he here?
- No. No, no, he's not here.

Okay. Look.
Ooh, can I have this?

- Help yourself.
- Okay. Look.

Certain things were put in motion
last night, and I'm not layin' blame.

We've been through this before
about who started what,

and who did what to whom,
and I agree, it was an accident.

But it's got to stop!
I- It's interfering with my life!

What is? You! I can't
stop thinking about you!

I mean, it's not you per se,
but it's your body.

Y- Your neck, your shoulders, sex-

I k-keep seeing that look
in your face! What look?

Th-The one when we were in the kitchen-
we were bouncing off the walls?

I- I'm with- I'm with a patient,
I see your thigh.!

I- I'm driving to work,
I want your toes in my mouth!

You told me it was gonna stop when
the ice broke. It was supposed to.

- Great!
- Look, Fleischman, you're not the only one.

I'm not even safe in my own bedroom
anymore. You invaded my dreams!

Yeah? Yeah! I mean, we're in the kitchen.
Only this time we can't control ourselves.

I'm rippin' your clothes off, and you're takin' my clothes off
- Really?

and you got me up against the wall,
a- and you just keep goin'.

And I want it! And I'm
begging for it! Uh-huh. Uh-huh.

And you keep on going and going and going until
- Yeah?

I mean, you just go on and on and on until
- Yeah?

Until- You know!
Yeah? Yeah?

You know!
I do! I do!

Well.

I guess we cleared the air.
Yeah. That was... good.

Th-That was helpful.

Phew!
May I?

Oh. Hey! You don't smoke.
You hate smoking!

Y- You always get onto me when I-
when I light up. I smoke sometimes.

Especially after a good...
conversation.

Good mornin'.
Salud.

H- Hey!
H- Hey, everybody.

Hey, Holling.
How ya doin', Joel?

Okay. How are you doing?
Maurice?

Joel. You ready for your
first running of the bulls?

Yeah, I did the New York City Marathon. I got all
the way over to Greenpoint Avenue before I passed out.

Well, gentlemen, it's almost time.
Joel, you better have a shot of brandy.

No, I consider booze contradictory
before a run, Maurice.

Suit yourself.

Whoo!

Wait a minute. Whoa!
What are you doing?

- Disrobing, son.
- What? Why?

You see, Joel, in this particular race,

the men of Cicely run in the buff.

- No.
- Cicelian tradition, Joel.

What, you're gonna-
You're gonna run out that door...

down Main Street out to Highway 1,
in front of God and everybody?

In near-freezing temperatures,
with absolutely nothing on?

Tha-at's right!

- No.
- Warms up once you get goin'. Right, fellas?

Yeah.!
Let's go!

What the hell.

? If we go?

? Go insane?

? We can all?

? Go together?

? In this wild?

? Wanton world?

? We can all break down?

? Forever?