Northern Exposure (1990–1995): Season 6, Episode 3 - Shofar, So Good - full transcript

All right, we're running low
on Seldane, Actifed,
and Azmacort, all right?

l also think
you should check
the prednisone.

Marilyn?

l have to go now.
What?

l'm going to Talkeetna
with Ted.

Wait a minute.
What are you talking about?
lt's 10:00 in the morning.

We're going to
his mom's house.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Wait a minute. l'm sorry.
Who said you could go
to Talkeetna?

You did.

No, l didn't.
Last Tuesday.



You were reading
a magazine.

Marilyn, obviously
l wasn't paying
any attention.

l'm not going to let you
go to Talkeetna

in the middle of
a hay fever epidemic.

lt's a family reunion.

What, you're planning
to come back tomorrow,
is that it?

Friday.

Three days? No, look,
that's out of the question.
lt's ridiculous.

You said.

No, l did not say.
And even if l did say,
l'm changing my mind.

l'm sorry, you're just going
to have to reschedule it.
End of discussion.

Marilyn?

Hey, l'm warning you,
you go through that door...
And what?

You know what.
What do you think?



You'll fire me?

Yeah, that's right,
l will fire you, okay?

l'm sorry, l will be
forced to fire you.

Ted's waiting.

CHRlS: Oh, check it out,
Anglophiles.

Maurice Minnifield
in his new Range Rover.

Doubtless inspired
by the guest of honor

at this year's
Sons of the Tundra Foxhunt,

Lady Anne Reynolds
from Devon, England.

Good squire Minnifield
met the lovely lady
last year at Ascot Week,

and here she is in Cicely,
making her colonial debut.
Pip-pip.

l don't know about you,
but l'm getting pumped
for the hunt.

Morning mist
blanketing the ground,

the smell of horse flesh
and saddle leather,

the music of the pack
in full cry.

(MlMlCKlNG WHlP LASHlNG)

(MlMlCKlNG DOG BARKlNG)

WALT: Morning, Maurice.
Walter.

Nice tweeds.

Thank you.

Lady Anne, may l present
Walter Kupfer.

Walter, this is
Lady Anne Reynolds.

How are you?
How do you do?

Maurice says you have
a hell of a seat.

Are you referring to
my dressage or my derriere?

The former,
of course.

How very disappointing.

(LAUGHlNG)

See you at the hunt.

Your shipment came in,
Maurice.

Oh, it did?
Well, where is it?

ln the back.

Oh, what a splendid fox.

And British to the core.

l had him imported
from Northumberland.

You told me
we'd be chasing
local marmot.

Not this year.

How ever did you get him
past the customs?

l've got friends
in the ministry.

So do l, but they're usually
such sticklers over pets.

Well, actually l told
them he was a gift
for the Anchorage zoo.

No?
Yeah.

(BOTH LAUGHlNG)

ANNE: That's marvelous.

Catch you later, Hayden.

EUGENE: Hey, Dr. Fleischman.

Hey, Eugene, old boy.
Let me guess. Antihistamine.

No, my sinuses are fine,
Dr. Fleischman.

l'm signing up volunteers
for Hayden Keyes'
house-raising this weekend.

Hey, Eugene.

l got you down
for some tile work
in the master bathroom.

Should be about
a six-hour job.

Oh, six hours, huh?
Look, wait a minute.

We're talking about
a man who basically

burned his house down
by smoking in bed, yes?

Which, in addition to being
incredibly stupid,

is directly against
doctor's orders.

l mean, the man suffers
from high blood pressure,

obesity,
incipient emphysema.

So what are you
trying to say,
Dr. Fleischman?

Please. What l'm saying is,

why should l give six hours
of my time to someone

who absolutely refuses
to help himself?

How about some painting, then?
The living room cornices, say.

Should be about two hours.

You don't get it.
Do you not see that by
indulging him in this way

you're basically giving
tacit approval to this

deeply-imbedded pattern of
incredibly negligent behavior?

l mean, look,
you want to help this guy,
you know what you should do?

You let him spend
a night out in the cold,

and then maybe he'll
realize that he brought
this on himself

and he's going to have
to get himself out of it.

HOLLlNG: See that, Randi?
That's your big sister
coming to visit you.

Your big sister.
Big wow.

Shel.

(RANDl GURGLlNG)
Peek-a-boo.

l mean, it's not like she's
really interested in the baby.

She didn't even call
after Randi was born.

Shelly, l told you,
Jackie is a part
of this family.

She needs to see
her little sister.

Peekaboo.

l don't care
if she is your daughter.
She's rank.

The only reason
she came the first time

was to pick your pocket and
guzzle your Johnnie Walker.

Shel.

Well, you kicked
her out, H.

l know,
but it's been two years.

People can change.

Any second now,
we're gonna see your sister.

SHELLY: Hey, Amy.

Sorry, Holling.

Where's Jackie?

She didn't show.
l had a friend in reservations
run things down.

Jackie cashed your ticket in.

l see.

Thank you, Amy.

She scammed you again?

Here, Shelly.

Let's go home.

Wonderful tea, Maurice.

lt's Grace Superb 6000.

lt's a second flush
Darjeeling,

grown on estates
6,000 feet or above.

Maurice tells us
you collect Kandinskys.

Oh, l have one or two pieces.
lt's the fauves l adore.

Rouault, Derain, Dufy.

l know
it's unfashionable, but...

Not at all.
We have a Derain.

Oh, l'd love to see it.

lt's on loan right now.

But, you know,
Maurice has a picture of it
in one of his art books.

Let's look at it.

Oh, please be my guest.
lt's in the library.

l love Derain's colors.
Early Derain, especially.

Exactly.

Would you care
for some sherry?
ANNE: So bold, so imaginative.

Oh, not for me, thanks.

So, how goes it,
Maurice?

What do you mean?
Phew! Handsome woman.

What the hell's that
supposed to mean?

Well...

(SNlCKERlNG)

You better zip
your filthy lip, Le Fleur,
before l do it for you.

That's not some chippy
that you shack up with
on the weekend,

that's a lady.

She's an honored guest here,

and l will not have her
defamed in my house.
ls that clear?

Excusez-moi.

That one's for
Dr. Fleischman.

Oh. Okay.

Oh, hey, great.
Set it down. Thanks.

Want some company?

Yeah. Grab a seat.

Boy, you must be
awfully hungry,
Dr. Fleischman.

Oh, just doing
a little carbo-loading
for Yom Kippur.

Jewish fast day.
Yeah, well.

Twenty-seven hours
and counting.

You gonna eat that pickle?
Uh-uh.

Thanks.

Wow, maybe l should've
ordered that, huh?

Let me ask you,
Dr. Fleischman,
is this fasting on Yom Kipper,

is that kind of
a vision quest thing?

Well, first of all,
it's called Yom Kippur.

But, no,
it's not that mystical.

lt's basically,
we fast so we can concentrate
on being better people.

Stuff like that.

Oh.

l mean, are you really
interested in this?

Oh, absolutely.
Leonard says l need
a much stronger background

in comparative religion
to be a shaman.

All right. Well.

Rosh Hashanah is a time
when God supposedly decides

what's going to happen
to everyone in
the coming year, all right?

And then what happens is you
have basically 10 days from
Rosh Hashanah to Yom Kippur

to reverse the call,
all right?

How?

Oh, you examine your soul.
You atone for your sins.

Sounds good.
Yeah.

That's what Yom Kippur
is all about,
is the Day of Atonement.

ln Biblical times
they would have,
like, a high priest,

and he would
symbolically place

say, all the sins
of the entire community

on the head of a goat and
send it off into the desert.

Which is where
we get the term,
''Scapegoat,'' l believe.

This is good.
l got to write this down.
Yeah.

There's a saying
that on Rosh Hashanah
it is written,

and on Yom Kippur
it is sealed.

So we spend all day
on Yom Kippur in temple,

and we fast and we pray,
and we just hope
that someone's listening.

As the sun goes down,
and supposedly the gates
of prayer close,

well, that's it.

That's a great story,
Dr. Fleischman.

That's right up there with
''Tale of the Otter People."

(CHUCKLES)

Could you see
if you can get that
sugar over there?

H, l gotta run out
for strained pears.

Can you watch Randi?
All right.

Don't you go away, now.
Mommy's gonna be right back
with din-din.

See you later.

Peekaboo.

Peekaboo.

You have a big sister, Randi.

But l don't expect
we'll ever see her again.

l don't believe you,
Fleischman.

Just hold still, please.
Four years
of faithful service.

Open. Open.
Thank you. Relax.
Four.

(MUMBLlNG)

What?

You just fire her
like that?

l didn't fire her, all right?
She fired herself.

Yeah, well, this gives me
second thoughts about
our relationship, Fleischman.

Just blow your nose,
all right? You're a mess.

Okay, l'm prescribing Seldane
for your shnoz, Zantac
for your throat, all right?

lt's an ulcer medication,
but it should help with
the esophageal refluxing.

l thought l knew you,
Fleischman, you know.

l really thought
you changed.

Look. You know...

She as good as quit.
She abandoned her post,
okay? Look.

l'm sorry, excuse me.

Do you not realize
that this was not
her first offense?

l mean, are you kidding me?
You could put that woman

in any reputable New York
medical facility,
she won't even last a day.

Day? Try an hour.
The schedule she keeps?
Her creative filing?

Fleischman, you know,
this is not New York.
You know that?

Do you not understand
that this was
dereliction of duty?

That l had no choice
in the matter? lt's over.

Can we just please forget it
and let me get back to work?

What is she supposed
to do now? Huh?
Well, l don't know.

She should have
thought about that

before she walked
through that door.

Yeah, yeah.
O'Connell,
this was not my fault.

lt was not even my choice.

Look,
l'll tell you something,

l would be
more than willing,

if she came back
and apologized

and admitted that
she used poor judgment.

l'd be more than willing to
just let bygones be bygones.
l mean, if she would...

Right. ln other words,
if she comes crawling back
on her hands and knees?

lsn't that what
you really mean?

No, l am trying
to be nice.
Oh, yeah, right.

(SlGHS) Joel.

Chow time!

l've got some nice
field scraps for you here...

Rusty?

CHRIS ON RADIO: EagIe One,
this is Outrider, come on.

Go ahead, Outrider.

l'm at Potter's Hill, Maurice.
l think we have contact
with the enemy.

Keep on it, son.
I want that fox.

Roger, and striking
a line northeast.

Northeast. Let's see.

Eagle Two, Eagle Two,
this is Eagle One.

Are you in position?

EagIe Two, can you read me?

EagIe Two, this is EagIe One.
Can you read me?

Eagle One,
this is Eagle Two.

EagIe Two,
what's going on up there?

We're in position, Maurice.
l mean, Eagle One.

Uh-huh. WeII, keep your eyes
peeIed to the southwest.

Roger that, Eagle One.
Eagle Two out.

Boy, poor Maurice.

You know, having that hunt
and everything,

everybody shows up for it,
and then losing the fox.

lt's all right if you want
to be bummed out, Holling.
l understand.

l mean...

About Jackie,
l heard she stiffed you
on the airline ticket.

That was a lousy thing
to do, Holling.

Well, not her fault, Ed,
it was mine.

Yours?

l've never given that child
an ounce of affection,
an hour of my time.

ls it any wonder
that she turned out
the way she did?

But, Holling,
you didn't even know

you had a grown daughter
until two years ago.

So? l'm still
her father, Ed.

l look at Miranda's
little face and l realize
just how much love she needs,

how much love
any child needs.

And l know that l've committed
an unpardonable sin.

Jackie may be a bad seed,
but she's my seed, Ed.
l'm responsible.

Yet when she did finally
show up on my doorstep,
what did l do?

Threw her out.

My own flesh and blood.

l thought by
inviting her here

and introducing her
to her baby sister,

maybe l could
make amends somehow,
you know, start over again,

but it isn't
gonna happen, Ed.

Jackie's a grown woman.

She's lost to me forever.

l've created a hole
in the world

that l can't repair.

(BARKlNG)

Go away! Shoo!
Go on, get!

RUTH-ANNE: Maurice,
how dare you let your dogs
loose around here!

Excuse the intrusion,
Ruth-Anne.

Get these things
out of here! Right now!

Give us a minute, Ruth-Anne,
we'll be on our way.

Oh, look at my herb garden.

CHRlS: Come on.

lt appears that our fox
inadvertently stumbled
into your rabbit pen.

He didn't stumble, Maurice,
l put him there.

And that's exactly where
he's going to stay.

The poor little thing
was exhausted and scared
to death. Now, get out.

Ruth-Anne, be reasonable.
How can we have a fox hunt
without a fox?

lt's your problem.

Look, Ruth-Anne,

l'll pay for any damages,
but let me just have
the damn fox, okay?

You can't buy me off,
Maurice Minnifield.

That animal is staying
right where it is.

l'm giving it sanctuary.

Sanctuary?

(SCOFFS) You can't give
sanctuary to a fox.

l can do anything l want,
you big buffoon.

We're so sorry
about your coriander.

Stay out of this,
Your Highness.

We had a revolution
to get rid of people
like you, you know.

(CHUCKLlNG)
She didn't mean that.

You listen to me,
Ruth-Anne.

That fox is my property,
and l intend to have him back.

Over my dead body.
You're trespassing.
All of you.

This is my land,
and l suggest you get off it
before l really get mad.

Go on, get.
Please.

Get!

(WlND HOWLlNG)

(WlNDOWS RATTLlNG)

(GASPS)

(MUMBLlNG)

Rabbi Schulman?

Oh, Joel.

Just going over my notes
for my sermon.

You know how it is,
Yom Kippur.

Essentially you only
get one shot

at the entire congregation
for the year.

What a headache.

Rabbi,
what are you doing here?

Always the same question.

What's with the clothes?

lt's interesting, huh?
Sort of the Pharisee look.

Moth balls.
Been hanging around
for quite a while.

All right, wait a minute.
What's going on here?
What is this?

l don't know. One minute,
l'm sitting in my study
working on my notes,

and boom!
There's this shaft of light.

Shaft of light? You mean...

He or She whose name
may not be uttered.

God.

God.
Nice shofar.
Yours?

l've never seen it
before in my life.

Take some embouchure
to blow this baby.

(BLOWlNG)

All right, l haven't eaten.
This is glucose deprivation.

Come on, Joel.
We have work to do.

We do?

Which is the channel
for the VCR,
three or four, Joel?

Three.

Have a remote?
Ah, here it is.

Movies?

God sent you here
to show me movies?

Not exactly.
How shall l put this?

Think of me as
the Spirit of Yom Kippur Past.

Off the record,

l think the feeling is
you haven't been as repentant
as you might have been.

What are you talking?
Rabbi, l am repentant.

l'm only an intermediary,
Joel.

And l have a sermon
to give in three hours,
so if we could get started?

Please.

I aIways knew that
you were stubborn
and maIicious and petty.

I just didn't reaIize
untiI this minute...
Wait, that's me.

...how profoundIy stupid
you are.

July 1 4th, a year ago.
l have a note here.

''Pay attention to attitude,
conduct toward fellow man."

I know exactIy
what I'm saying.

You're a doIt, you understand?
You're a compIete moron.

You're a pathetic cretin.

This to a woman with whom
you're intimate?

Can I just pIease
have an aspirin?

l wasn't feeling well.
l was sick.

Look, HoIIing,
Iet me teII you something.

It's bad enough that you
buIIy me into becoming
your psychotherapist.

Now you're making a mockery
out of what IittIe science
there is in this fieId.

Wait, this is entirely
taken out of context here.

Here I am, I am shanghaied,
I am pressed into service.

A physician in chains
for whom imbeciIes Iike you
don't even Iisten to me.

WeII, I...
DoIts, simpIetons,
duIIards,

who think their name couId
just as weII be stenciIed on
that window outside as mine.

I didn't mean...
Let's give it one
more try, shaII we? Okay.

I'II write the prescriptions
and you take the medicine.

Is that simpIe enough?

Something that pea-sized
brain of yours can handIe?
I think so.

Look, this is
totally unfair.

Now, first of all,
Maurice had just
extended my contract.

lllegally, l might add.

Relax, Joel,
you're not on trial here.

Well, yes, you are in a way.

But take it easy.
We're gonna be here a while.

Meanwhile, you have
something to eat here?
Some halvah or something?

What am l thinking?
lt's Yom Kippur.

Oh, l need some air.

JOEL: Ed?
ED: Keep your hands
inside the boat at aII times.

Ed!
Ah!

Look, you were taIking
in your sIeep.

I am?
Yeah,
and it's rather annoying.

Hey, Rabbi?

Rabbi?

MAGGIE: (WHISPERING)
Oh, you're awake.

Are you kidding?
I'm stuck next to someone

with the REM cycIe
of a gerbiI.

ED: I'II try not to taIk
anymore. I'm sorry.

JOEL: Oh, pIease.
MAGGIE: It's not his fauIt.

Whose fauIt is it, mine?

Ever since Ed's got here
you've just been
rude and abusive.

I didn't ask him
to come here.

Chris in the Morning,
taking you all the way
up to the midnight hour.

Today's headline.

Sons of the Tundra fox hunt
officially canceled
due to lack of quarry.

Chalk one up to the fox
by TKO.

That's right, Rusty the Red
made a bold escape
early this morning

and is currently enjoying
sanctuary at the house
of Ruth-Anne Miller.

For all the latest,
keep those radios pinned
to 570 on the AM dial.

KBHR,
voice of the last frontier.

For heaven sakes, Stevens,
you don't have to send that
out over the airwaves.

Hey, youth wants to know.

What a fiasco.
What must she think of me?

Who?

Lady Anne. Who the hell else
would l be talking about?

Who am l kidding?

Me, trying to hobnob
with a lady like that.

She's a queen
and l'm a cowboy.

You know, she can
trace her lineage

all the way back
to Agincourt.

Her great-great-
great-grandfather fought at
Trafalgar, for heaven's sake.

l've been to her home,
Stevens.

You don't buy
an estate like that,
you have to be born into it.

(SlGHS) l was a fool
to invite her here.

Well, this is far out.

Maurice Minnifield
with an inferiority complex.

Huh?
She intimidates you, boss.

Somewhere beneath
that steel-plated exterior

there's still a part of
little Maury Minnifield

growing up all wide-eyed and
barefoot in Tulsa, Oklahoma.

Oh, for Pete's sake.

Can't a person even think
out loud around this town

without being subjected
to the Oprah treatment?

Okay.

l think l can save the dill.
The basil is totally gone.

You should see
the tire tracks.

What?

l was talking about
the garden, Ed.

l'm sorry, Ruth-Anne.
You know, l just keep
thinking about Holling.

How he blames himself
for Jackie being born
and everything.

Sure seems like there
ought to be something
l could do for him.

Why?

Well, l am a shaman
in training, Ruth-Anne.
Supposed to heal people.

That's a sweet thought, Ed,
but maybe there's some things
that can't be healed.

Not by someone else,
anyway.

Oh.

l wonder if this is what
Dr. Fleischman feels like
when he loses a patient.

l wish life could
just be simple.

You know,
like it is for Rusty.

Do you think
Rusty's life is simple?

lf it wasn't for me,
he would have ended up
dog food today.

True.

(CHUCKLlNG)

You should have seen
the look on Maurice's face
when l picked up that shovel.

Boy, did l get his goat.

Yeah.

Ready, Joel?

Ready for what?

What happened to your hat?

Spirit of Yom Kippur Present.

Come on, we gotta get moving.

Come on.
Look, Rabbi, you know,

really, l appreciate this
little Dickensian paradigm,

but can we just maybe
shorthand it a bit?

l mean, the kid with
the crutches, for example,
where might he fit in?

What, is that gonna be Ed?

l can understand
your hostility, Joel.

No, l'm not hostile,
all right?
l'm really not hostile.

l'd just... l'd like to know
what is going on here.

l mean, you made your point.
l watched your movies...

Repentance is not like
washing your hands, you know.

lt takes time, devotion.
Pain, even.

On Yom Kippur we're commanded
to afflict our souls.

Do we have to?

(SlGHS)

This way.

JOEL: l don't remember a frost
being in the forecast.

(JOEL SHlVERlNG)

(MAN COUGHlNG)

Oh, that doesn't
sound too good.

That sounds like
bronchial pneumonia
to me, Rabbi.

Whoa. Hayden.

That's Hayden Keyes.
Hey, Hayden,
how you doing, buddy?

He can't hear you, Joel.

JOEL: Boy, he must
have some temperature.
Yes, he does.

Look at his hands, Rabbi,
they're shaking.
We better get him some help.

And give tacit approval
to a deeply imbedded pattern

of grossly
negligent behavior?

Those are your words,
aren't they, Joel?

(HAYDEN COUGHlNG)
lf you really want
to help the guy,

let him spend a few nights
out in the cold.

Look, Rabbi,
l didn't mean it literally.

l mean, come on,
look at the guy.

(COUGHlNG)

Rabbi.

What's she doing here?
She's supposed to be
in Talkeetna with Ted.

Had to leave early.
Look for work.

Oh, wait a minute,
l just fired her.

Are you telling me
she's out of money?

lt's difficult
to make ends meet
on a small salary

when you have to support
an aunt in Tacoma
and a cousin in Vancouver.

What? Hey,
she never told me that.

Boy. Rice-A-Roni.
Not much of a meal.

lt's hard to indulge
when you don't know

where your next paycheck
is coming from. Or when.

Yeah, she'll land
on her feet.

Believe me,
she's craftier
than she looks.

(ROCK MUSIC PLAYING
ON WALKMAN)

What's with the...

What, are these your kids?

They belong to man, Joel.

Hi.

Hello?

What's the problem?
What, are they deaf?

No, they can hear you.
They choose not to.

He is arrogance.

She is self-absorption.

Of the two,
fear self-absorption more.

Hello. Hey, you deaf?

How are you supposed
to get through to them?
They're like zombies.

(THUNDER RUMBLlNG)

(WlND HOWLlNG)

Rabbi?

Hello.

l thought you'd be asleep.

l was waiting for you.

(CHUCKLES)
There's no need to do that.

l thought we might have
a game of cribbage.

Well, l'd like that,
but darned leg's acting up.

All that bouncing around,
you know.

Why don't you
come and sit down?

You'll feel better.

No, thank you.

l'll just put some heat on it
and call it an early night.

Maurice.

Despite the outcome,
l had a marvelous time today.

Truly.

Well, l guess
l'd better get upstairs.

Good night.

ED: Hey, Holling.

We're closed, Ed.

Oh, that's okay.
l just wanted to talk.

Afraid l'm not in
a conversational mood.

Well, you don't have to do
any of the talking, Holling.

See, l've been thinking.

About you and your problem,
Maurice and his problem,

and l think l've got a way
to solve them both.

Tomorrow,
l'm going to be Rusty.

l don't follow you, Ed.

Well, we'll do the hunt.

Except instead of Rusty,
l'll be the fox.

And l'll take off
about half an hour
before everybody else.

Then you come and find me,
just like a real hunt.

Now, Lady Anne says
they're doing this more
and more in England

on account of all
the subdivisions
in humane societies.

Well, that sounds
very imaginative, Ed,

but l don't see
how it can help me.

Well, the thing is, Holling,
l'll be running for you.

Me?
l got the idea
from Dr. Fleischman.

See, back in the olden times,

they used to take
the sins of the people

and put them on
the head of this goat.

Well, symbolically, of course,
and then turn him loose.

And that way, everyone could
feel better about themselves.

See, and l know
how bad you've been
feeling lately, Holling,

and l also know
that a fox isn't a goat,

but l thought it might
have the same effect.

Now, let me get this.

You want to be the fox
to bear my sin away?

What do you think?

Well, l think
it sounds foolish.

First of all,
you could get yourself
hurt that way.

And second, l don't see
how pretending to be a fox

could solve
anybody's problems.

Oh, l see.

Of course, if it makes
you feel any better.

But l can't really sanction
putting you at risk
on my account.

Would you like me to sign
a release or something?

No. We just have to understand
one another, that's all.

l didn't ask you to do this.

l don't really
even understand it.

Okay.

Oh, Holling.
Yeah?

Well, maybe you ought
to just put your hands
on my head.

Just to make it official,
of course.

Over here.

(WlND BLOWlNG)

All right, l want to know
where you've been.

What was that about,
leaving me with those kids?

What? What's that?

What is that, a business card?
''Schulman Brothers Mortuary."

Oh, l get it. This is a little
Spirit of Yom Kippur To Come
now, right?

What, we're going
to see the future?

(THUNDER RUMBLlNG)

Just wait a minute.
Maybe l don't want
to see the future.

l mean, how do we know that
the future is for us to know,

you know what l mean?

(THUNDER RUMBLlNG)
All right, all right,
all right.

(SlGHS) All right.

(PEOPLE APPLAUDlNG)

(PEOPLE CHEERlNG)

WOMAN: Bye-bye.

So, l'm going back
to New York.
My contract's up.

That's it.
l'm out of here, huh?

HOLLlNG: You think we gave him
a good send-off?

MAURlCE: He got
a going-away party
and a Gurkha briefcase.

What else could
the man want?
l feel kind of bad.

l've been telling him
for weeks how much
we were gonna miss him.

You think he saw
through us?

Nah. We all feel like
impostors today, Holling.

These events are
all about posturing.

Well, l guess l just
feel bad for the guy.

Well, don't lose any tears
over Fleischman.

He wouldn't waste
any over you.

Well, that's true.

Man was a cold fish
when he got here and
a cold fish when he left.

l don't understand.
They're my friends.

All right, here we go.
This'll be a different story.

Weird me out. No more
Dr. Fleischman, huh?
Yeah.

You know,
l feel a little pain,
a little loss, but...

What?

Somehow l feel lighter.

Oh, nice to know
l touched you so deeply.

Yeah. Too bad Marilyn
couldn't be here.

Bet she'd get
her old job back

when the new doc
comes to town.

What happened
to Marilyn?

You ever hear from her?
l got a letter last week.

She's still working
on the oil platform.

What oil platform?

Think she'll ever
come back?

l don't know,
she needs the money.

Besides, with Ted here,
it's not easy for her
to be around.

What do you mean?
What happened to Ted?

Saw him moping around
the bar the other day.

l still can't believe
they broke up.

lt's tough when you work
1,000 miles apart.

Want some coffee?
Sure.

Wait a minute,
you're telling me
this is my fault?

That l did this?

Dr. Fleischman!
Dr. Fleischman!
Yeah, Ed, right here.

Looks like you
missed him, Ed.

Darn. He forgot
his golf shoes, Ruth-Anne.

Well, he's gone now.

Hmm. You want them
for the store?

Oh, l couldn't sell those.

Why don't you just hang
onto them for a keepsake?

Nah.

Hey, we got that shipment
of potting soil
coming in today, eh?

Oh, right.
Yeah, and the cactus mix,
orchid mix, azalea.

Eight quart and 30-pound bags.

JOEL: l don't believe this.

l took care of these people.
l delivered babies, l mean...

Maybe l didn't extend myself
as much as l could,

but you're telling me
there's not one person
in this entire town

who has anything nice
to say about Joel Fleischman?
Not one kind word?

l mean, come on.
l set bones here,
l tied sutures.

When Hayden Keyes
almost lost his ear,
who sewed it back on?

Where's Hayden?

(THUNDER RUMBLlNG)

Look, it was
a rhetorical question, Rabbi.

What?

Look, you know,
maybe l'm not that interested.

All right, fine.
What was it?

Was it sepsis or
acute respiratory failure?

Rabbi, l'm sorry,
he should have listened to me.

l told him that he was prone
to bronchial problems.

All right,
then answer me this.

ls this the Yom Kippur
that has to be,

or is it the Yom Kippur
that just may be?

l mean, can l change
this judgment, please?

What? What's that thing?

ls that the gates of prayer?

Well, can l still get in?

Rabbi?

(BLOWlNG)
Rabbi.

(GATES CREAKlNG)

Rabbi, come on.
Rabbi, talk to me!
Put that down!

Rabbi!

No! Wait! Wait!

Don't close! Hey! Wait!

Hey! Wait!

Let me in! No! Wait!

Don't close!

Let me in! Let me in!

Wait! l'll change!
Let me in!

(BUGLES BLOWlNG)

(DOGS BARKlNG)

(WHlSTLES BLOWlNG)

(PANTlNG)
Hey, Ed! Ed!
What day is today?

Why, it's Yom Kippur,
Dr. Fleischman.

lt is.
l haven't missed it.

Nope. l gotta go.

All right. Thanks!
l haven't missed it!

Hey, Gene!

Where's Marilyn?

l don't know.

Oh, hey!

About the Hayden thing.
Yeah?

You put me down
for the full day,
you understand?

My dad was in cement,
so you need help
with the foundation,

l'm your man, okay? Good.

Oh, also tell him l want him
to come in for a free x-ray

'cause l'm worried
about his alveoli.
Okay.

(DOGS BARKlNG)

Yeah, he's just
over that rise.
They've got him!

l hope he's going
to be all right.

Yeah, pack sounds
pretty excited, huh?

Come on. Come on. Come on.

(DOGS BARKlNG)

(EXCLAlMS)

(GRUNTlNG)

(ED GRUNTlNG)
Ed? Ed?

Ed, are you okay? Ed?

(ED CHUCKLES)

l think they like
the salt, Holling!

HOLLlNG:
Oh, you thank the Lord.

Can you walk?
Looked like you sprained
your ankle back up there.

lt's a little tender.
Here, let me help you.

(GROANlNG)

Ed, l want to thank you.

You're welcome, Holling.

He's gonna be fine!

You're back.

Ted's mom says hi.

But, l mean,
l fired you, yes?

l mean,
l thought l fired you.

Or you might have thought
l fired you, but...

Look, here's the thing,
if l fired you,
l want to hire you back,

'cause l've been doing
a lot of thinking
and what l realized is

all we have to do is just
coordinate our schedules
a little better, you know?

Maybe? Just post
a sign-up sheet or something.

Okay.

And also,
while we're at it,

l want to order that caster
we've been talking about.

l know it's been
a while and l just...
l'm gonna order it.

Thanks.

Okay.

Good.

l'm glad we worked it out.

And now it's Yom Kippur,
so l have to get going.

You going to eat?

No, no, l don't eat
until after sunset.
l'm going to pray.

Oh.
Okay.

Bye.
Bye.

So, we got our hunt
in after all.

Yes, l'm sorry l couldn't
award you the foxtail.

l realize this is not exactly
what you're accustomed to.

Oh, don't be silly.
l loved it.

Though l must confess,
l was a bit disappointed
in you, Maurice.

ln me?
The other night.

Don't you recognize
an opportunity
when you see it?

A girl doesn't travel
half the world

merely to follow
the hounds, Maurice.

Now how shall l put this?

l was hoping, well,
frankly, that you'd be
a bit more forward.

Well, l didn't want
to take advantage
of a lady of your standing.

Good Lord, Maurice.

Don't you ever
read the tabloids?

The English aristocracy is
the English aristocracy.

l enjoy your company.
l can't say that
about many men.

l hope when you call
on me again

you'll forget everything
you've ever read
about British civility.

All right.

Good.

Ready, Peter.

(CAR DOOR OPENlNG)

(GURGLlNG)
Hey, there you go.
Peekaboo.

Peekaboo.

Hey, Eugene.
Have you seen Fleischman?

l figured he'd be
stuffing his face by now.
lt's sunset.

l think he's praying.
Praying? Really?

Uh-huh.
Okay.

SCHULMAN: Open unto us
the gates of mercy, oh, God,

before the cIosing
of the gates,
ere the day is done.

The day vanishes,
the sun is setting.

Let us enter thy gates.

May the Lord bIess
your going out
and your coming in,

from this time forth
and forever. Amen.