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GOOD NIGHT, MR. KRAMER.

YOU BET. SUDDENLY I FEEL LIKE AN 18-YEAR-OLD COLLEGE BOY.

HOW'S YOUR DRINK?

YEAH! YEAH! YEAH!

I DON'T KNOW YOU. I'VE NEVER SEEN YOU LIKE THIS,

OH, YES. LET'S.

I CAN TELL BY YOUR LOOK ON YOUR FACE

* OH, LORD, I WISH THAT I'D BEEN BORN *

SPLIT UP $100,000 WHEN HE DIES.

THINK ABOUT THE MOST PLEASANT THING IN YOUR LIFE.

I GUESS WE SHOULD'VE KNOWN.

THESE BOZOS....

YEAH, YOU CAN TALK. YOU'LL BE A LAWYER SOMEDAY.

THAT GETS A LITTLE SHAKY AT TIMES.

RIGHT, NORM. HEY, LISTEN. I WANT ALL YOU GUYS TO KNOW

ALL RIGHT, I'LL GO GET HIM.

YOU'D SHOOT YOUR MOTHER IN THE BACK FOR TWO BITS.

I'LL FIND YOU, YOU LITTLE....

OH, SAM, I HAD TO DIG THE CAR OUT, PUT ON THE TIRE CHAINS...

LET ME SEE THIS.

MR. KRAMER, IT WAS A WONDERFUL GESTURE,

NO, NO, MR. KRAMER--

A COUPLE PAIR OF PANTS,

BUT HAVE YOU THOUGHT ABOUT GETTING A SECOND OPINION?

I'VE JUST BEEN TOLD I HAVE SIX MONTHS TO LIVE.

BEFORE IT'S OFFICIAL. HA HA!

* WHERE EVERYBODY KNOWS YOUR NAME *

SIX MONTHS WOULD BE FINE.

NOW, WHAT DOES THAT COME OUT TO EACH?

THAT WAS THE RIGHT THING TO DO, SAM.