Roommates Page #7

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No? It's not hard.

Just make an "O" and blow.

That's good. You got talent.

Mo, come sit next to me.

My babies. You must

be very brave now.

You're all I have left.

Damn it.

"Do it this way.

Do it that way.

The lunch isn't right.

The floor isn't clean."

My floor isn't clean?

You've got a problem, old man.

Mmm. Boy,

these smell good.

Why did Mrs. Johnson leave?

- She don't like me.

- Big surprise.

Do you think feeding...

Wait a minute.

What are they called?

"Pop-Tarts."

Feedin' this...

Oh, God, this crap!

Feedin' this to growing children?

Your mother would never permit it.

- I'll call the agency when I get to the

hospital. - Yeah, well, do me a favor.

Tell 'em,just for a change, to send

over somebody that's not afraid to work.

- I'll ask 'em to send someone

who's deaf. - Yeah, very funny.

Daddy, braid my hair?

Uh, Daddy's late

for work, sweetheart.

It's our day to carpool.

There's a list of numbers

in the phone book.

Uh, call one of the other parents.

See you tonight, kids.

Okay, who wants berries

on their pancakes?

- Me, me, me!

- You, you. You got 'em.

I don't need this.

If he wants to do it himself,

I'll let him do it.

Al diablo con todos ustedes!

(Go to hell all of you!)

I got a call from your

patient, John Samuelson.

He said you brushed him off. He said

he asked for an E.K.G., and you refused.

You know Samuelson. He gets the hiccups,

he's in here for a battery of tests.

Well, what is the problem

if he pays for them?

If you don't want to deal with a patient,

then refer him to someone else who will.

- Simple as that. - Fine. I'll get back

to him this afternoon.

Michael...

have you ever considered

taking a little time off?

- Why? - I'm not

a psychiatrist...

but in my opinion, you're showing

some symptoms of clinical depression.

Walt, my wife died. I'm a little upset.

Can you try and understand that?

I made a mistake. I'm sorry.

It won't happen again.

Oh, well, thank you very much.

This tea is nice and hot,

just the way I like it.

Daddy, will you come

to my tea party?

Let Daddy finish putting this together,

and you'll play with it and have fun.

- Please!

- Not now, sweetheart.

When will Daddy play with me?

I don't know, Lisa.

How about some more tea?

I don't got milk.

Michael?

Did you ever, uh, get in touch with

John Samuelson like you said you would?

No, it slipped my mind.

I'll call him right now.

Don't bother. He was

rushed by ambulance...

to City General Hospital

this morning.

A third-year med student diagnosed

an angina in the emergency room.

Yes, that's much better.

Get all that hair

off your neck and your face.

Let me see. Oh, yes,

that looks very pretty.

Now you look

like a little lady.

Oh, don't do that, hon...

Well, that's the way

I'd wear it.

I'm surprised your daddy hasn't called,

knowing he was going to be working late.

Daddy works late every night.

- Who wants to do some baking?

- Me, me, me!

It's after their bedtime.

Well, it's cookie time

in Pittsburgh.

- Come on, Grandma, it's fun.

- You can make any shape you want.

No, thank you. It's gonna take

hours to clean up as it is.

Well, I don't like it.

At this hour, any kind of father

would be home putting them to bed.

Maybe Daddy's dead too.

No, your daddy just had to work late,

that's all. All right, kids. Come on.

What about our cookies?

We have to eat 'em.

Before bed?

What, are you nuts?

Pajamas now.

Cookies tomorrow.

Let's go.

Lady, one more word from you...

and I will knock you

right on your ass.

That-a-boy.

Put this on you, heh?

Okay.

Rocky, do I got ugly feet?

Well, let me see.

No. No, those feet,

they take after your mother.

They're beautiful,

just the way she was.

Good. Settled.

Oh, my God!

Oh! Have you got a fire

extinguisher or something?

- For what? For smoke?

- Of all the stupid, idiotic...

You senile old fool! You could've

burned the entire house down.

Lady, it's been

a long night. Go home.

God, this situation isn't just pathetic,

it's... it's dangerous.

Judith.

What a surprise.

Oh, Michael.

What are you doing here?

I came to visit the children...

but it's obvious I'm going

to have to rescue them.

And you, as well.

What do you mean?

What is that supposed to mean?

We'll talk when you're

capable of listening.

Capable? I'm listening.

You wanna talk? I'll listen.

- What happened?

- Something overcooked.

Take a shower. Your children

shouldn't see you like that.

Leave it.

Leave it alone!

Just go away.

Dr. Robinson.

I have it right here.

I want the children

for the summer.

- You couldn't handle them for a week.

- Oh, I could. Could you?

- I've advised my client...

- You talk to me, not him.

- Considering the circumstances...

- What circumstances?

- She could sue for custody of her grandchildren...

- Oh, come on. Judith, Burt...

in a court of law

and undoubtedly win.

When it comes to child care, most judges

are not partial to incompetent geriatrics.

- You can kiss my ass.

- Or drunken doctors.

Michael, I want what's

best for you...

but I also want what's

best for those children.

And I think what's best for them

is to spend the summer with me.

Let them be my responsibility.

Give yourself some time.

I should think it would be a...

a big relief for you.

We're on full bypass, Doctor.

Cross clamp on. Cardio-plegia on.

Slush, please.

Flow is 300.

How much would you like?

What?

I said, how much

would you like, Doctor?

Michael, they need a flow rate.

Doctor?

Michael, are you all right?

Take over.

Mike, they're asleep.

Finally.

What?

Family takes care of family.

It's only for three months.

You let that woman

have those kids...

for even three days,

you'll never get 'em back.

When?

They're coming to see Lisa

graduate from preschool next week.

- So there's no party?

- After the party.

- After the party?

- After the party!

After the party.

Well...

when they go, I'm goin' too.

Who the hell are you?

I thought I knew.

- Okay, look up here. Now

make bubbles. - Whoa, hoo!

Great.

Okay,you're next, Mo. Come on.

- Ice cream! Who wants ice cream?

- I do! I do!

Can I do that too?

Absolutely.

Why are you

letting her take us?

Because your father knows

what's best for you.

We're going to have

a wonderful time.

Oh, thanks, Michael.

Bye.

Why are we stopping?

I don't know. It doesn't...

It doesn't sound right.

- What's the matter? - I don't know.

I have no... I don't know.

What happened?

Gee, I don't know.

The car just up and died.

- Do we have gasoline? - Yes, we have

gasoline. I bought gasoline, but...

- And oil? - Yeah, well, oil. Hopefully

we're not burning any oil.

- Well, it's just something.

- What do you think's wrong?

- I'm not a mechanic.

- Well, Burt.

For goodness sakes. I thought you

were gonna take care of all of this.

I did take... I took it in

for its 7,000... Yeah.

- What is it?

- Fudge ripple.

In the gas tank?

Call a cab.

- We'll take it all the way to Ohio

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