Northern Exposure (1990–1995): Season 6, Episode 16 - Lucky People - full transcript

Oh, it's beautiful,
really beautiful.

You know, we could build
right on this spot.

Land owners!

(WHOOPING)

To our future home.

(SHIVERS)

Our future home.

Do you have some
Brie in that bag?

Yeah.

Here, hold this.

(EXCLAlMlNG)



Oh.

Maybe I left that
back in the car.

Oh, all right.
Well, you wait here,
I'll go get it.

Okay.

PHIL: Michelle?
Yeah?

Could you come
here for a sec?

What is it, honey?

Which way did we come?

Oh.

I really don't know.

Okay, Cicelians,
that's the end of another
broadcasting day.

Before we „happy trails” it,
we've got a few Founder's Day
updates.

Hayden Keyes still has
some of his

limited-edition prints
of our founding mothers,
Cicely and Roslyn, for sale.



Each one individually signed
by the artist himself.

And Games Commissioner
Connie Grippo warns

if she doesn't get two more
sign-ups for the Jack and Jill
tree topping,

the event is going to
be canceled for
lack for participation.

One more reminder to us all.
Show your pride,
wear the sock.

PHIL: What's up with
all these socks everywhere?

It's for Founder's Day.

The reason why
we're here.

A sock?

When Cicely and Roslyn
drove up from Montana,

Roslyn lost one of her socks.

And she hated
wearing socks that
didn't match.

So, she stopped
here to buy a new pair.

So you're telling
me this entire town

was founded
because of a sock?

That's the story.

You want one?

Yeah, sure, whatever.

Well, here we are.

Sure looks like nobody's
been here in 30 years.

Hey, I don't see anything.

Well, what are we
going to do?

Opening these used to be
my thing, you mind?

Nope, go ahead.

I guess nobody was home
when you broke in, huh?

Yeah.

Wow.

This is it.

Here.

Got it?
Yeah.

Look at that.

Wow.

Roslyn and Cicely's
old Model T.

Another year,
another Founder's Day.

Boy, they go
faster and faster,
don't they?

How many is that for me now?

Let's see, 27?

Mmm-mmm. Nope, 28.

Cool pics, H.

Boss redo, huh?
Huh?

The way Holling
spiffed up the nursery.

Oh, yeah.

Super dad.

Hey,
what did you do that for?

You just got it built up.

That's kids for you.

Build it up, knock it down.
Build it up, knock it down.

Yeah, I guess.

Yeah,
I don't know how you have
the patience. Kids bore me.

Before I had Randi,
I used to feel the same way.
I didn't care much for them.

But I tell you now, Maurice.

I'd like a dozen.

Well, if I ever had offspring,
I'd want them ready made.

Boy about 10 or 1 1 years old.
Hunting age.

Hey!

Randi. Well, I guess
you had that coming.

(RANDI COOS)

(BLOCKS CRASHING)

MICHELLE: Phil, we can't
build the kind of house
we've been talking about.

What do you mean?

Well, 3,000 square feet
at $100 a square foot,

that's $300,000.

Yeah, well,
we still have 15,000.

We put the land up as
collateral, we'll have enough
to qualify for a loan.

We don't really
have $15,000, honey.

We forgot to take into account
the legal fees

for the dissolution of
your partnership.

Well, how much could that be?

Well, we met with Bernie
four times in September.

Plus the phone conversations
and all the papers he's
drawing up.

I bet we're looking at
seven, $8,000.

Well, that
still leaves us...

No, it doesn't. Visa bill.

$3,473.

What?

We charged our moving costs
and that refrigerator
we bought for your folks,

remember?

(SlGHlNG)

If we build small,
we can always add on, right?

(CLATTERING)

(CAR HORN HONKING)

What was that?

(CAR ALARM BLARING)

Oh, my God.

What happened?
What did this?

Came this way, did he?

Walt?

Who? Who came this way?

Bull moose. Big one.

Moose? But why would
he attack our car?

It didn't attack your car.

It tried to mount it.

Mount it? Mate?

I know it's not
the season for it.

But sometimes
the scent of these
Japanese radials

mimics the natural
pheromones.
Drives them wild.

(LAUGHS)

Don't worry,
he won't get away from me.
I'll let you have his rack.

Ruth-Anne, there you are.

I was wondering
if I could just take off

for a couple of hours
this afternoon.

I told Lester Haynes I'd
help him with the chamber
of commerce float.

I guess so.

What's their theme
this year?

Oh, Cicely,
Paris of the North.

It's gonna be an Eiffel Tower
with black Dutch tulips

perched on a snowball
of day lilies.

Wow, sounds lovely.

Why don't you go
over to the store

and get a sack of
gingerbread sock cookies
for the boys.

Oh, hey, thanks.

Hello, Holling.

Maurice.

Do you mind
if I visit with Miranda
for a few minutes?

I guess not.

Hello.

HOLLING: Randi?

I thought so.

Thought what?

He used to pull my ear
just like that.

My Uncle Elvy.

(RANDI COOS)

Your Miranda is my Uncle Elvy.

Maurice?

You OD
on the Johnnie Walker?

Hell, no,
I'm cold sober, Shelly.

It's not just
the ear thing.

It's also
the look in the eyes.
I'd know it anywhere.

Oh, yes.

What exactly are you
trying to say, Maurice?

Reincarnation, Holling.

Don't ask me how,

but someway, somehow,

your Miranda is my Uncle Elvy
come back again.

How about that?

PHIL: We thought if we could
sell off a couple of acres,
maybe even seven or eight.

We can make enough money
to qualify for our loan.

Since you know the market,
we'd be happy to
let you handle the sale.

Yeah?

Michelle and I thought
this would be
a pretty desirable parcel,

and you got that
little lake over there.

You know,
you've got the mountain,

and they tell me
there's a waterfall
in the summertime.

Yeah, Phil?

I'm just a little puzzled,
I mean,

why do you think
someone would want
this piece of property?

Why?

It's beautiful.

It's pristine.

Well, yeah.

Well, who wouldn't
want this kind of
piece of property?

Well, Phil, look.
See, you're way out here.

And there's
not a decent road,
and you're not on the grid.

You're joking, right?

Come on, Maggie.

People in LA would kill
for a piece of property
like this.

We can put an ad
in The Hollywood Reporter.

All right.
Okay, I'll try.

Okay, good.
Yeah.

Good.

(EXCLAIMS)

(BIRDS SQUAWKING)

(BIRDS SCREECHING)

Phil?

Get... Get me out of here!

Okay, okay, okay,
okay, you're fine,
you're fine.

You're fine.

I can't move.

Okay, yes, you can.
Yes, you can.

Try to take a deep breath.
Okay?
I can't breathe.

Relax, relax, relax.
Can you turn around?

Look, I know my way
around here.
Really, really well.

It's okay. Breathe,
take a deep breath, relax.

(STAMMERING)
Try to relax. Okay?

Deep breath.

See, see... It's okay.

I just feel so ridiculous.

I'm sorry, Maggie.
I'm so sorry.

MAGGIE:
Oh, listen, it's all right.

I'm so embarrassed.

Don't be embarrassed.

God, I haven't had
an anxiety attack
like that in years,

not since the audit.

Here, take the valium, honey.

Okay?

Well, listen,
if you guys don't need me,
I'll just be going, okay?

Thank you, Maggie.
I'm so sorry.

It's okay.

I'll walk you to the door.

You'll be okay for a sec?
Yeah.

Okay.

(EXHALES)

Well, thanks again, Maggie.
I really appreciate it.

Look,
if he needs to see a doctor,
I'll be happy to fly him.

Yeah, okay. Maggie...

Was it you who gave me
this nice parka and boots?

No.

Oh, any idea
who might have?

No.

Looks warm, though.

Yeah.

Okay, well, thanks.
Okay. Yeah.

Let me know.
I will.

Bye.
All right, bye.

How are you feeling?

Better.
Yeah?

Yeah.

You're sure it was
an anxiety attack?

Oh, textbook presentation.

Palpitations, tremors,
an overwhelming sense
of terror.

I wonder what caused it?

(SIGHS)

I think it was the woods.

The woods?

You mean like agoraphobia?

No, worse than that.
Nature. Naturaphobia.

You're afraid of nature?

Those huge trees.
The mountains.

All those animal noises.
It was almost as
if the entire ecosystem

were trying to devour me.

Phil...

My God, Michelle.

We just bought
60 acres of nature.

Phil, honey, I'm sure
it's just a passing thing.

And it probably wasn't nature.

It was probably something
that you really weren't
even aware of, you know?

All the times that
we went skiing in Vale.

This never happened,
you didn't have this problem.

Yeah, yeah,
maybe you're right.

A lot of anxiety
is free floating.

Maybe it's not
nature or the land.

Maybe it's my blood sugar.

Right, yeah.

Better?

Yeah, yeah.

Phil, let me ask you
something.

How would you feel
if someone gave you
some clothes anonymously?

What?

This afternoon there was
a box on the front porch
and it was addressed to me.

There was an old parka in it
and a pair of boots.

And this was in it, too.

„I thought you
could use these.”

Pretty low, huh?

Low?

They think that I can't
see through this?

Phil? Anonymous gifts,
anonymous suggestions.

They're hostile.

That parka is a comment.

It says, „I don't like what
you wear. I want you to
dress like the rest of us.”

Well, Michelle,
you are cold
a lot of the time.

You know, it couldn't
hurt you to dress
more warmly. Maybe...

Well, Phil, my comfort level
is nobody's business but mine.

I'm gonna find out
who did this?

(SIGHS)

My little angel is asleep.

Already?

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

I'll get it.

Maurice?

Hello, Holling. Shelly.

I brought a few trinkets here
for Miranda. Is she about?

It's past her bedtime.
She's in dreamland,
Maurice.

Oh, well, I'll show you then.

Here, that's
Patrick the Pup.

He's a little item
from FAO Schwarz.

I thought she might like
snuggling up to that.

How thoughtful.

And you can throw away
all those hand-me-downs
she's been wearing.

Here, I've got
a baker's dozen of these.

They're Marie Guerin,
a Parisian designer.

She's the Lagerfeld
of the under 1 2 set.

Wow.

And the salesclerk at Saks
told me that little girls
still like their Barbies,

so I got this
Queen of Hearts Barbie

with a wardrobe designed
by Bob Mackie.

Kind of fetching,
don't you think?

Cool.

There's a lot more
stuff here, too.

That's very generous,
Maurice.

Oh, it's entirely
my pleasure.

Is this that
Uncle Elvy thing?

Well, it may sound strange,
Shelly,

but there's a lot
of other people who believe
in reincarnation, too.

You know,
George Patton always thought

he was a soldier
in Alexander's army
at the siege of Tyre.

Maurice, I got to tell you,
Father Perrone says
reincarnation is bogus.

Well, there's
a billion Hindus that
will argue that point

with Father Perrone
all day long.

You know, when I
first visited Versailles,
about 30 years ago,

I had the strangest feeling,
a kind of an eerie familiarity
about the place.

I don't know
whether I was Louis XIV
or Marie Antoinette,

or maybe
a lowly groundskeeper,
but I had lived there.

Be that as it may, Maurice.

It's a little far-fetched
to think that Randi
is your uncle.

I wouldn't stake
my life on it, Holling,

but, humor me on this,
will you?

You have no idea
how much Uncle Elvy
meant to me.

The man taught me to read.
Without him,
I'd still be on the farm.

Whether Randi is or isn't,

I plan to take
a personal interest
in the child from now on.

Good night.

Good night.

Sleep tight.

(DOOR CLOSES)

So, we'll probably
have to replace
the rings and bore it.

Yeah, probably got
to do a valve job.

So, you seeing anybody?

What?

Seeing anybody?

You mean, like a guy?

(LAUGHS) Yeah.

Hand me that ratchet
with the five eights.

Okay.

Here you go.

Thanks.

No. No.

After that business
with Fleischman
and my history with men,

I just decided to give,
you know,

the male-female thing a rest.

Yeah, I can dig it.

(GRUNTS)

Why? Why do you ask?

No reason.

Not really.

(SIGHS) This car

puts the whole
male-female thing
into perspective, huh?

(LAUGHS) It does?

Well, Cicely and Roslyn.

They drive up here
in that Model T, 1909.

No Alcan, no...

No Stuckey's.

No roadside assistance.

I mean, you throw a rod
on that 2,000-mile stretch
from Billings to here,

you belong to the bears.

Yeah?

Well, they did it.

No less than Hannibal
crossing the Alps.

They did it themselves.
Men need not apply.

Yeah, see, men.

Who needs them?

Who needs them?

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

Hello, Phil.
Maurice.

How was that champagne?

Oh, thank you,
it was wonderful, thanks.

Listen,
I got to talk to you.

You know, there's something
I intended to give you

when we closed,
but I forgot.

It seems that
little piece of land
of yours is kind of famous.

Oh?

Claybourne,
the representative
from New Mexico,

was fishing up there
about 10 years ago,
got caught in an avalanche.

It took the search and rescue
people two days to dig him
out of there.

A miraculous thing was
that he was alive.

Died on the way
to the hospital.

You can keep that
if you'd like.

Thanks, Maurice.

Actually,
that's what I wanted to talk
to you about, the property.

We've had second thoughts.

It's a little late
for that, isn't it?

Well, I know
we've closed and...

You know,
I'm assuming there'd be
a penalty of course,

but Michelle and I
were going over the finances
and it seems like we've

bitten off a little more
than we can chew right now,
you know.

(TSKING)

Plus, there's the larger issue
of commitment.

I'm not sure that
we're ready to put down
those kinds of roots, yet.

You know, I've always
lived in big cities

and I'm having trouble
visualizing myself
as a country boy, you know?

Mmm-hmm.

So, you know,
you can just

write out a check
and deduct of course,
something for your trouble,

that'd be fine.

Phil, that'd be
the easiest thing
in the world

for me to return your money
and take back that land.

Well, good, good.

But it would be
a disservice to you.

No, no, no, it wouldn't.

You know,
you remind me of myself
when I first came up here.

I went out and bought
my first 800 acres.

I leveraged myself
to the max.

Don't think I didn't
feel some panic
every once in a while,

but it worked out
fine for me, didn't it?

Now if I allowed you
to crawl out of this deal,

sometime, somewhere,
you'd wonder,

if you could have
made it yourself.

PHIL: Uh...

There you are, Ruth-Anne.

Listen, do you know,
did we get any mail?

No delivery today, Michelle.

Red Murphy had to
jettison his cargo.

Jettison?
He dumped the mail?

His wings were icing,
he was losing altitude.

You look cozy in that.

You?
It was you, Ruth-Anne?

What?

You gave me this parka?

Me? No.

Somebody gave it to you?

Yeah.

Yeah, anonymously.
Have you ever heard
of anything so sneaky?

Sneaky?

Well, obviously the person
was too much of a coward

to tell me to my face
that I stick out.

You know, a city slicker.

I don't think
you should assume that.

I know a lot of people
who do nice things
anonymously.

You do?

They just don't
want to be thanked

'cause it makes them
uncomfortable.

Really?
Mmm-hmm.

I remember last year
Rusty Keyes was out of work.

Every Thursday
for three months,

someone left
a freshly killed animal
on his porch.

He never did find out
who the Good Samaritan was.

Huh.

Well, maybe you're right.

Yeah, thanks, Ruth-Anne.

You're welcome.

HOLLING: Bernice?
You left your hat?

Bernice?

Oh, Michelle, I thought
you were Bernice Crandle.

No.

She left her hat.
There she is.

Bernice,
don't forget your hat.

Oh, thanks, Holling.

PHIL: Michelle?

In here.

You know
I've been thinking a lot
about that prayer.

You know, that prayer
you see on greeting cards
all the time?

Mmm-hmm.

Oh, God, give me
the serenity to accept
what cannot be changed,

and the courage
to change what can
be changed,

and the wisdom
to know the difference.

That's nice, honey.

Acceptance,
that's what's important.

And I'm just going to have
to accept the fact

that Maurice is not
gonna take his land back.

What?

Oh. Nothing.
It's not important.

What are you doing?

I am packing these
horrible clothes away

and getting them
out of my sight.

Oh?

I don't care who gave them
to me, how good
their intentions were.

Maybe it was
the Mother Teresa
of the North,

but let me tell you, Phil,
the road to hell is paved
with good intentions.

Can you put
the square in the box?

Good girl, Randi.

Shelly?

Hey, H.,
check out this gizmo
Maurice give Miranda.

Show Daddy.

Shelly, Randi's going to
get tired of that thing

with all those gadgets
and the noise.

Look what I made her.

Oh.

Randi, look
what Daddy made you.

Yeah, hi, there.
What shall we call it?

Jimmy or bunny?

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

Oh, I'll get it.

Love little Jimmy bunny.

Good evening,
Ms. Vincoeur.

I'm Jerry Moore,
Maurice Minnifield's broker.

May I?

Oh, sure.

Hi. Jerry Moore.
Maurice had me up for
a little year-end planning.

I thought I'd stop by.

Pleased to meet you.

Oh,
that must be Miranda.

It certainly is.

She's a
very lucky little girl.

Maurice has started
a growth portfolio for her.

These are all stocks
that he owns and has
done very well with them.

SHELLEY: What do you mean?

Here's a statement
of the stocks
that Miranda owns.

Now, the account's
in her name
with Maurice as custodian

since she's still a minor.

Let me get
this straight, now.

These are stocks
that Maurice bought
for my daughter?

That's right.

$10,000 worth.

Here's my card.
Call me if you have
any questions.

I'm in the office
by 6:00 every morning.

Thanks.

EUGENE: Hi, Dr. Capra.
What can I get you?

(CLEARS THROAT)

Dr. Capra?

You know, Eugene,

there was
this little juice bar
in the mini mall

next to my office
in Santa Monica.

Mmm-hmm.

And every afternoon,
I'd run down there
between patients,

and I would treat myself
to a fresh
mango-apricot shake.

Mmm. Sounds good.

That's what I'd like,
Eugene.

A fresh
mango-apricot shake.

I'm sorry, Dr. Capra.

No mangos, no apricots.

Well, this is a restaurant,
isn't it?

You must have fresh fruit.

Just apples. Pippins.

Why don't you
check in the kitchen?

Maybe you missed
the mangos.

No.

I just did the produce run
for this week.

No mangos, no apricots.

You know something,
Eugene?

Yeah, Dr. Capra?

I hate this place.

How's that?

I hate this place.

I hate this place!

I hate this place.

Hello, Maurice.

Holling?

What's all this?

I brought back your gifts.

Those stock things
from your broker
are there on the desk.

You're returning
Miranda's portfolio?

Well, I appreciate
your generosity

but I can't take them.

Why not?

You've gone
beyond the bounds of what
I consider to be

acceptable gift-giving,
Maurice.

Holling, I'm a wealthy man.
I can afford a few frocks.

It's not the cost.

It's the thought
behind them.

Does Shelly
know about this?

What does she think?

Shelly's a trusting
person, Maurice.

She takes things
at face value.

She doesn't suspect
ulterior motives in people.

Ulterior motives?

Holling, I'm just trying
to do what's right
by Uncle Elvy.

Maurice, we both know
that this has nothing
to do with Uncle Elvy.

You know,
you've got a slate loose,
Holling.

Have you given any thought
to Miranda?

Do you know
what you're depriving
your daughter of?

Well, you got
one thing right.

She's my daughter.

Just what the hell is
that supposed to mean?

Maurice, you're my friend.

I'm sorry if you felt grief
over losing Shelly,
but she's my wife.

And Randi's our child.

I hope she's got
her mother's sense,

because her father's
a damn fool.

RUTH-ANNE: Oh, would you
hand me the push pins, please?

MICHELLE: Yeah, sure.

Thank you.

Maybe you'd better
get inside and get warm.
I can finish this.

No, I'm fine, really.
I think I just
need to acclimate.

You know,
when your feet are cold,
you'll be cold.

Oh, actually
my feet are fine.

In those
thin little boots?

Well, they were cold,
but I guess
they got used to it.

I can hardly
feel them at all now.

I think we should
go see Phil.

A doctor ought to
look at your feet.

A doctor, why?

Well, from what
you just said,
I think you have frostbite.

Frostbite? Really?

We probably
caught it in time.

Let me help you.

Now, you want to walk
very, very carefully.

Okay.

We don't want
to do any damage.

You okay?
Yeah.

Okay, let me see.

Does it hurt?

(MOANS)

There's no sign of gangrene.
Gangrene?

I said there's
no sign of gangrene.

I'm going to put you
on some ampicillin

and keep you off your feet
for a while.

You should feel better.
Let me have the other one.

I feel so stupid.

This is all my fault.

Why? You weren't the one
trying to tame the Yukon

in Clergerie ankle boots.

I brought you here
to this Arctic wasteland.

This frozen jungle.

No, honey, we came together.

I wanted to come
just as much as you did.

We've ruined our lives,
Michelle.

ldaho is as far north
as we should have gone.

Now we're trapped here
and there's no escape.

Phil...
It's not just the contract.

We'll just never
get out from under.

Every cent we had
is socked away

into a piece of land
that paralyzes me
with terror.

So we'll sell the land.

Nobody wants to buy the land.

It's an albatross
around our necks.

Now we have gone down
the rabbit hole, Michelle,
and look where we ended up.

In a place where moose
copulate with cars.

A place where people
just drop the US mail
out of airplanes.

A place where log tossing
is considered high culture.

We have gone down
the rabbit hole.

And there's no way out.

I'm closed, Maurice.

I just came in
to get this bonnet.

What do you think?

Hmm.

It's for Founder's Day.

I really like
the cutaway and derby
you wore last year.

Don't you have any
English toffees?

Good Lord.

Right under your nose.

Hmm.

I see the lights
still on above The Brick.

I guess they're putting
Miranda to bed right now.

Holling and Shelly.

Bending over her,
tucking her in.

Is this about that
Uncle Elvy business?

You know about that?

Shelly mentioned it.

I swear Maurice,
what Holling puts up with
from you.

Holling?

Well, I'm
the injured party here.

Throwing my gifts back
in my face like that.

You're lucky he didn't
knock your block off.

The way you've been
trying to make him out

to be some kind of
a metaphysical cuckold.

Now you hold on
just a minute here.

Because you can't have
your own child with Shelly,
what do you do?

You try to stake a claim
on this one.

Uncle Elvy, my eye.

Anybody who ever knew my uncle
would think the same thing.

Maurice, you're a lonely man
with a lot of regrets

and you're trying to buy
your way into a family.

I don't blame you.
Most people want a family.

Look, why don't you
come over

and have a late supper
with Walt and me?

Come on.

(GRUNTING)

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

It's open!

Hi, Mrs. Capra.
Hello, Dr. Capra.

Hey, Ed.

Phil's remodeling
the kitchen.

(EXCLAIMS)

Oh, how are
your feet?

Oh, kind of a pins
and needles feeling, Ed.

But I'm taking ibuprofen.

Oh, good. Here,
I brought this for you.

Don't tell me,
parka and boots?

Huh?

Nothing.

Costumes
for the Founder's Day parade.

Costumes?

Yep. Well, you know,
I figured you and Dr. Capra

had a pretty hard week.

The woods, the car, your feet.

(PHIL GRUNTING)

So, I didn't think
you'd have a chance
to get anything together.

I found this stuff
in the basement of
Ruth-Anne's store.

Well, that's really
very kind of you, Ed.

But I don't think
we'll be going to
Founder's Day.

No?

No.

Well, it's kind of hard
for me to get around

and Phil...

Well, he says
he's not gonna stop

until he's made this place
more livable, so...

Oh.

Well, I'll just leave it
and then if you guys
change your mind.

Okay.

See you later.

Bye, Dr. Capra.

See you, Ed.

(METAL CLANGING)

Well?

You want the honors?

No, you found her.

Okay.

Here I go.

You know,
I was just thinking

about what I said
the other day about
Cicely and Roslyn.

Yeah?

You know, about
their not needing men.

I mean, it's true.

They didn't need men,
but that's not the point.

I mean,
they didn't need men

'cause, you know,
they had each other.

Yeah, you're right.

(STAMMERING)
I mean, you know,
a significant other.

Right? That's the thing.

You know, it doesn't matter
if the cat's in pants
or peddle pushers.

I don't think we're
supposed to fly solo.

Hey, are you ready?
Yeah.

(CAR ENGINE CRANKING)

(CAR ENGINE STARTING)

(WHOOPING)

All right!

We did it!

High five if you know
you're alive.

Michelle, I was just thinking,
as soon as I'm done in here,

I could start right in
on the bathroom.

We could put in
all new fixtures
and pull out all that tile.

Well, it will have to wait,
honey.

You need to pop down
to the office and pick up
that old wheelchair.

What for?

We're going to
the Founder's Day parade.

What?

Hand me my lipstick,
will you?

Michelle.

I have absolutely
no desire to participate

in anything that
celebrates this gulag.

You know,
my mother used to say

that it's too bad that men
don't get to wear lipstick.

No matter how bad
things got,

you can put on your lipstick,
feel better and
face the world.

Did you know that
when the Titanic was sinking,

women went to their staterooms
and did their lips?

What is this about, Michelle?

Okay, Cicely is not
the pastoral Shangri-la
that we expected.

It's...
I don't know what it is,
but we're here.

And we're not going anywhere.

We're going to
make the best of it.

Right.

Come here
and sit down, please.

This isn't capitulation.

We can still be who we are.

See, I've been thinking a lot
about that sock.

What sock?

Roslyn's.

Here was
this strong-willed,
independent woman

who cared so much about
her personal appearance,

that everything else
be damned,

she was gonna have
a matching pair of socks.

And what was born out
of this independence,

this attention to detail?

A town, Phil. A town.

Roslyn's story
made me see that

if you have courage

and you maintain your essence,

your sense of fashion,
nothing gets the best of you.

Michelle, my problem goes
a lot deeper than
a lack of accessories.

Maybe. Yeah.

But you're not alone.

You've got me.

We're going out there
and face this place together.

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

Hi.

Hello, Holling.

Shelly.

You know,
I was watching Miranda
the other day

in front of the juke box
there in The Brick,

clapping her hands to
Jerry Lee Lewis'
Great Balls of Fire.

Yeah?

Well, my Uncle Elvy was
a staunch Southern Baptist

and he took a strong stand
against rock 'n' roll.

Obviously,
there's no connection

between my uncle
and your daughter.

I must have made a mistake.

Well, I suppose
that can happen.

Enjoy the parade.

Thank you, Maurice.

(BAND PLAYING)

(CHEERING)

Randi, look,
there's the parade.

Wait there, hon,
I'll help you.

I can get to the wheelchair.

No, no, no. Come on.

You okay?

Eugene,
have you seen Shelly?

Yeah, she's with Holling,
watching the parade.

What?

She's supposed to be
my Cicely.

I don't know.

Oh, man.

Maggie.

Chris?

It's hard to run
in a dress.

What are you doing?

I'm Cicely.

Let's do it.
Let's.

Very nice.

Thanks.