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arrange to drop me off somewhere?

- llbur-way wouldn't mind, would he?

- Where?

I've gotta find somewhere

to bed these kids down.

- They haven't even had dinner!

- I don't mean them.

I don't wanna drag them all over too.

They're tired.

- That old heel!

- Pete just wants to get you alone!

- Don't fall for it!

- Don't be ridiculous.

I'd be very happy

to drop you off downtown.

See to it they nap

before he gets back.

Yeah. Watch yourself. Rattlesnakes

can look pretty harmless sometimes.

You're so sweet, Mother.

Oh, no.

Watch yourself, Emmy!

What is an llbur-way?

An llbur-way is an ain-pay in the...

- Pa!

- I'm drinking my coffee.

This is beautiful. Cinderella.

Imagine you trying to get your foot

in a glass slipper.

What a time we used to have

just getting plain old shoes on you.

I know this is a lot of junk to you,

but I love it.

And the fellow that goes with it.

Get that straight.

- I got it straight. You explained it...

- I haven't said a word to you, you...

Cindy.

I couldn't in front of those

poor little kids.

What in heaven's name are

you gonna do with them?

- We'll get along, I guess.

- You guess?

- I hate to break a promise to a kid.

- What promise?

Well, about having a home

of their own.

Did you see the look

on Bobby's face back there?

- Emmy, you haven't any idea...

- Oh, haven't I?

Would you like for me

to find a home for you?

The Stanley Investment Company

owns over half the houses in Boston.

Don't worry about me, Emmy, I'll...

Oh, I'm not worried about you.

The Stanley Building,

please, Morse.

Get her! Wow!

Thanks, Emmy.

Words will do.

Don't make with the hands, or the feet,

or the eyes, or the soft soap.

I see.

Thank you, Morse.

Wow.

Just a little place where Wilbur

gets his mail.

It's simple, but we like it.

Hello, Mary.

Certainly a vast kingdom.

You've got the keys to it too, I see.

Well, these are just the keys

to where we keep the keys.

The guy's not only gonna marry you,

he trusts you too?

Do you like the kids, Em?

Yes, they're sweet.

You know something?

I had our honeymoon all planned.

Just you and me and the kids down

at that old shack of Pa's at Gloucester.

- Still there, isn't it?

- Yup.

You remember the fun

we used to have, Em?

Yup.

Of course, that was BW.

- What's BW?

- Before Wilbur.

WOW!

WOW!

Is this that desk you ran

around for two years?

- Yup.

- Quite a course, about 1.8 miles.

- Every day?

- Twice a day.

Did you go counterclockwise

or clockwise?

Woman-wise.

The small-house listings

are in the file room.

Oh, look at...

What's this, Buckingham Palace?

Oh, that's the townhouse.

- That's right.

- Isn't it cute?

Well, it's got walls, battlements,

turrets and everything, but no moat.

You gotta have a moat, Emmy.

This little lean-to,

that's the gatehouse, I guess?

- Yup.

- That's very cozy.

If you're through with your

sightseeing tour, Mr. Garvey...

Pardon me, Miss Jones.

He's a golfer, I see.

Well, that's a nice old man's game.

Hope old Wilbur isn't too old, Emmy.

- Look who's talking.

- Why, I'm just a little bitty boy.

What kind of a place do you want?

Just a little place, big enough

for me and the kids. Unfurnished.

You'll have to put your furniture

in storage.

Give it to me, I'll have some memories

while you're living with someone else.

- Oh, brother.

- Emmy!

I've changed.

You don't realize it, but I have.

You never saw me with

a couple kids before?

No, I never did.

You and Pa weren't fooling me

a bit with that "heel" business.

I mean, don't think these kids

will make me do

a last-minute switch to Garvey.

I'm not. So stop trying!

- You're so bitter.

- There are perfect loves of children

all over the world. I want my own.

ls there anything wrong with that?

Why, no, it's fine with me. We've

got two ready-made babysitters.

We'd be free as the breeze, Em.

You're free as the breeze now,

like you always wanted to be.

- Oh, Em.

- Don't give me the wounded doe eyes.

I met five planes,

and you weren't on any of them.

- I was on the sixth.

- By that time, my lamp burned out!

- And enter Wilbur, huh?

- And enter Wilbur.

I guess it was my fault, but gee whiz,

when you've wandered around

homeless for years and you

finally come back beaten...

If I knew you was coming,

I would have brought my violin.

You're a hard woman,

Emmadel Jones.

That I am.

A hard, hard woman.

In the cool, cool, cool of the evening

Tell 'em I'll be there

In the cool, cool, cool of the evening

Better save a chair

Hey, Em? Come here a minute,

I wanna show you something.

- Look.

- What am I supposed to look at?

Gloucester.

Crazy, you can't see Gloucester

from here.

Yes, I can, Em. I can see the rocks

lashed by the green-white waves

and a boy and a girl.

Dopey sort of a boy,

but the girl's all fire and water.

And a lovely, lovely will-o'-the-wisp.

You got the boy right, finally.

Yes, Gloucester, an Indian summer,

the raging surf and a challenge.

And into the water she goes,

her dark hair flying...

Look, Heathcliff...

...Little Em doing cartwheels

on the beach in the moonlight

was delightful, I'm sure.

But Big Em, already searching

in the mirror for her first wrinkles,

Big Em wants security.

Now, can you still see Gloucester?

Well, it's getting a little foggy.

No, as a matter of fact, I could

still see Gloucester and I always will.

That's why I took up

with those two kids, Bobby and Suzi.

They were just like little ghosts

of you and me, Em.

Over there, you know,

for three years, with those kids,

living around that constant hunger

they have,

that idea of home.

And I never felt anything like it before.

It never occurred to me,

but I sure feel it now.

I'm just like those kids, Em.

I want a home. I want you.

I need you, Emmy.

More than your boss,

George Degnan, needs you?

Well, I haven't spoken to George yet.

I'm gonna call him

the first of the week.

Thanks, Pete. You really had me

sailing there for a minute.

But I'm all right now,

I've just dropped me anchor.

It's a boom.

Where you off to next, Pete?

Alaska? Yugoslavia?

No, I'm not gonna live

Ma's life all over again,

waiting on shore for a sailor

who comes to land every three years.

It's like being married to a salmon.

No, Pete, our boat has sailed.

Here's a place. Oh, no.

And these people don't permit children,

the monsters.

Here's a nice little item.

You seen this?

- Where'd you find it?

- I picked it up here somewhere.

Well, that's available.

Would you like to see it?

I don't have to.

I already like it.

The doorknob just seems to reach out

and wanna shake hands with you.

Reminds me of the Gloucester place

a lot, doesn't it you?

All right. I've got some form leases

in my office.

All right, Pa.

Oh, and how are the children?

Pa will load the furniture

on his truck for you.

- Thanks, Em.

- Sorry I can't help you.

You got a man of your own

to look after now.

Here's your lease and there's

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