Say, how long
have you been married now, sir?
- Forty-nine years.
- Oh, hey, that's wonderful.
What's so wonderful about it?
Well, you know, you've been
happily married all those years,
and now your granddaughter's
getting married.
Wonderful, huh?
Well, if I had known then
what I know now, I'd still be single.
If you're so unhappy,
why don't you do something about it?
I wasn't talking to you.
I was talking to Charlie here.
Mrs. Kelly, it's nothing,
we were just talking, you know.
If you knew then what you know now,
you'd still be single.
Well, if I knew then what I know now,
I can promise you you'd be single.
I don't see
why we have to get a divorce.
I'm perfectly content to just
go along with things the way they are.
Well, I'm not.
No, a divorce is the only way.
What divorce?
What are you talking about?
Honey, what's the matter?
Oh, everything.
I'm sorry, Brad.
- I can't marry you.
- What?
- I--I can't marry you.
- What are you talking about?
Ask my parents, or my grandparents.
Here's your--Your ring.
Trish.
Trish.
I'm sorry. I thought I could handle this.
But I passed my husband's closet
and it's empty
and, well, I just started crying.
- I know, it's so stupid.
- No, no it's not.
I didn't wanna call my daughter.
I'm glad you called me.
I'll be right down.
- Oh, you don't have to do that.
- It's all right, Mrs. Kelly.
- I'll be there soon.
- Thank you.
- Does Frank want the divorce?
- No.
He keeps on saying
that he's willing to just go along.
But he's just afraid
he'll lose half of what he's made
- in the divorce settlement.
- Are you sure?
He doesn't love me anymore.
And I don't want to live that way.
What about you? Do you love him?
I don't know.
I don't know what I really feel now
except scared and miserable.
How can you be so sure
he doesn't love you
if you don't even know how you feel?
Because we're never together
and when we are,
all it takes is one word
and we're arguing again.
What do you want, Carla?
What do you really want?
I don't want a divorce and I don't want
to go on living like we have been.
Well, maybe you should try
some counselling.
No, we're too far gone for that.
I'd say a marriage
that's lasted for years
is worth a little work to try to save.
I want to either be happy with him
or cut it
and go on with the rest of my life.
I mean, he's not going to change
and neither am I. We are who we are.
And if we can't live together
then we should end it.
Well, maybe it's not so much
changing who you are
as it is changing the way
you relate to each other.
Oh, no. We're too set in our ways.
I'll tell you what I'd really want.
To be able to start over with him.
To be able to meet him again
for the first time
and then just start over.
- What's wrong?
- What's wrong?
What do you mean?
Look in the mirror.
That's what's wrong.
That's not me. No.
What do you mean "oh"?
Does that look like me to you?
It doesn't look like me to me,
it doesn't even sound like me.
I'm having a breakdown.
It's all right, it's the strain.
It doesn't even-- Oh, I'm going mad.
Carla, just take it easy.
You're not going mad,
and you're not having
a nervous breakdown.
Come on, just sit over here
and I'll explain everything.
- You can explain this?
- Yes, I promise you I can explain this.
There. Come on, just sit down
and take it easy.
- Yeah.
- Now, Carla, I'm not a minister.
- You're not a minister?
- No, no. You see, I'm an angel.
You're an angel.
Well, that certainly clears it up a lot.
Oh, I am going insane.
- Oh, dear God, help me.
- Well, he's trying, Carla.
- That's why he granted you your wish.
- What wish?
For you to meet your husband again
for the first time and start over.
- That's what you said, wasn't it?
- Well, yes.
Well, this is your chance to do that
for one full week.
Frank won't recognise you.
The face he sees is gonna be
the same face you saw in that mirror.
You can start all over
for the first time.
- You did this?
- No, no, no. I suggested counselling.
- This was the boss's idea.
- The boss. You mean-?
Then you are an angel.
I mean, this was his idea.
- This is all okay with him?
- Oh, yeah. It's perfectly fine.
- I could be the other woman.
- I wouldn't put it that way.
This is really just a chance
to meet Frank again and start over.
This could be fun. I don't know
if it'll work or not, but it could be fun.
Yeah, it's not supposed to be fun.
It's supposed to be a chance for you
and your husband to get together.
Oh, yeah, sure. Still, could be fun.
I mean, what's he going to do,
he's gonna turn me into a pillar of salt?
- That's happened.
- I don't like her hair.
- I think you're pushing it.
- Yeah, sorry.
Jonathan, he's not going to be here.
It's almost midnight. He's gone to bed.
He couldn't sleep.
He's sitting right over there.
Yeah, he probably came down here
to pick up a woman. What a rat.
Carla, he's alone. Why don't
you give him the benefit of the doubt?
Okay.
I can't. I just won't know what to say.
I can't do anything with her hair.
- I can't--
- Carla, will you just relax?
I'll be with you to make sure
you get off on the right foot.
Great, he's going to come on
to another woman
with the minister from his
daughter's wedding right there.
He isn't going to know I'm there.
You're the only one
that can see me or hear me.
Are you sure?
Carla, trust me.
I've been at this a long time.
- Yeah, okay.
- Let's go.
Excuse me, is this seat taken?
- No, go right ahead.
- Thank you.
What do I do now?
- Strike up a conversation.
- Okay.
- Sorry, did you say something to me?
- Oh, yes. Yes, I did.
I'm sorry. I didn't mean to be rude.
I was thinking about my wife.
- Well, it's a little late for that now.
- Carla.
- Oh, isn't it--
- I beg your pardon?
Isn't it late? It's almost midnight.
Yes, it is.
My name is Frank. What's yours?
- My what?
- Your name?
My name. Oh, no.
- That's a very interesting name.
- What is?
Ono. I don't think I've ever met anyone
named Ono.
Yes, it is an unusual name, isn't it?
Listen, I don't think
I'm gonna be much company.
My wife and I split up tonight.
No, no, please. I'd like to talk.
Or even listen, if you'd like to talk.
- You mean it?
- Sure.
That'd be nice.
I miss talking to a woman.
- What do you mean?
- Well, I mean--
Listen, I don't play around.
I've never played around on my wife.
Oh, Frank. Oh, I'm so glad.
- Neither have I.
- Carla.
I mean, it's so-
It's so nice
to meet a man like that nowadays.
Yeah, well...
Anyway, my wife and I, we don't talk.
What's to talk about anyway?
She shows me the bills from
her shopping sprees and I pay them.
But she never listens
to anything that I might wanna say.
- Now, that's just not--
- Let him talk.
Let him talk.
Are you all right?
Yes. Yeah. Do you know--?
Do you know,
I thought I was going to sneeze?
Please, please, go ahead.
I was a cop, before I left the force
and went into real estate.
At first, we were like partners,
you know?
We used to talk about everything.
And then, I don't know,
maybe she just got...
It was boring to her, you know.
So many times I wished
that she would just
do what you're doing right now,
you know? Just listen.
But maybe what I had to say
wasn't very interesting, you know.
Not very important.
But, you know, there are times a
person would just like to be listened to.
So you could feel important,
you know?
I still love her, I just can't seem
to live with her anymore.
I guess what I'd like is to start over,
but life's not like that.
Roses? Would you care
to buy a rose for your lady?
Oh, sure.
- Keep the change.
- Thanks.
Here.
- What's wrong?
- Nothing.
It's just been such a long time
since you've--
Since a man has given me a rose.
Yeah, well, it's been a long time
since a woman took time
to listen to me.
You're a kind man, Frank.
You're a decent man.
I wish my wife thought so.
Let's...
Let's not talk about her
for a while, okay?
Let's just you and me meet
for the first time.
Mark.
Mark. Come on, wake up. Wake up.
Oh, my stomach.
Had to have been the garlic.
- Here, drink this.
- Thanks.
- You certainly have a way with words.
- Yeah, thanks.
- Let me get my coat. We gotta go.
- Jon, come on. Give me a break.
Hey, these are friends of yours,
remember?
Okay, okay, okay.
Isn't it kind of late
to go see Carla and Frank?
No, I've already seen them.
We're going to see Brad.
How'd it go with Carla and Frank?
It was great.
Frank's with another woman.
- He's what?
- Relax. I'll tell you about it on the way.
Relax? That's what I was doing
until you woke me up.
- Here you go.
- Thanks.
- Hey.
- Yes?
- What's your name?
- Angie.
- Well, hi, Angie. I'm Brad.
- It's a pleasure.
- Can you sit down a minute?
- I'm not supposed to.
Oh, come on. Just for a minute.
Okay.
Angie.
Angie, Angie.
- Can I ask you something?
- Sure.
- Would you marry me?
- What?
Would you marry me? I mean,
if we'd been engaged for two years,
would there be any reason
you wouldn't wanna marry me?
Gee, I don't know.
Did we have a fight?
No. We're at a party
at your folks' house.
And you just say, "I can't marry you."
And you gave the ring back.
I wouldn't do that.
- You wouldn't?
- No, I'd never give you that ring back.
Brad, you mind if I sit down?
Don't think I'm rude,
but I have company.
Yeah, well, she has to get back
to work now, don't you, Angie?
Yeah. Yeah, I'd better go.
- Oh, and Angie, call your mom.
- What?
Give Doris a call,
she's worried about you.
Just because
you two don't see eye-to-eye
is no reason to just run off
without any explanation.
- How did you know that--?
- That doesn't matter.
Just give her a call.
You can do it now, she can't sleep.
Well, go on, give her the call.
Reverend,
I'm not in the mood for company.
Look, Brad. I know
you're feeling down in the dumps.
Getting drunk and doing something
you might regret later isn't the answer.
Hey, don't talk to me about answers.
There aren't any answers.
I couldn't get any from Trish tonight.
You know, I banged and banged
on her door tonight.
- She wouldn't answer.
- She was upset.
She was upset. What about me?
Brad, her parents are talking divorce.
Her grandparents are splitting up.
I mean, let's face it,
she had a tough night.
Yeah, well,
that's got nothing to do with us.
Hey, I know that and you know that.
I just think it's gonna take her
a little time to realise it, that's all.
No. This wouldn't have happened
if she really loved me.
- Oh, Brad, that's not the truth.
- I'm sorry, but that's the way I feel.
So I forget her.
Out of sight, out of mind.
Now, if you will excuse me,
I'm gonna go see
about taking Angie home after work.
- Brad.
- Let him go.
- But, Jonathan, he--
- Just let him go.
- Angie.
- Yeah.
- You want another double?
- Trish.
- What?
- Trish, what are you doing here?
Look, mister,
I just told you my name's Angie.
I think you ought to lay off the booze.
Excuse me,
I have to go call my mother.
Easy, boy. You'll be all right.
Just forget her.
Out of sight, out of mind.
- Can I buy you a drink?
- That's very kind.
Brad, hey. Hey, you all right?
Yeah, I'm fine.
I just think I wanna go home.
- Yeah, come on, we'll drive you.
- No, my car's outside.
- You're in no condition to drive.
- Look who's talking.
You're the guy that crashed into me,
remember?
I'll see you around.
- Jonathan, we can't let him drive.
- Don't worry. He won't.
We thought we'd give you a lift.
Rose?
- Rosie?
- What? What's wrong?
Nothing's wrong, Rosie.
Not anymore.
Clarence, what are you talking about?
What's all this about?
I had a dream last night, Rosie.
- Oh, no. No sirree.
- What's wrong?
I know what you're like
after one of those dreams,
and you can just forget it.
Not after what you said to me
at the party last night.
Oh, Rosie,
it wasn't that kind of a dream.
You're calling me Rosie.
You haven't done that in years.
- That's part of the dream too.
- What dream?
The one I'm trying to tell you about
if you'll just listen, confound it.
That's why I made you this breakfast.
That's why I feel the way I do today.
All right, I'm listening.
But as far as I'm concerned,
nothing's changed between us.
Rosie, I had this dream.
It started with that fellow Mark Gordon.
He came into my room and--
You dreamed about
that big fellow with the beard,
and that's why
you're calling me Rosie?
And then I dreamt about that night,
my bachelor party,
when I almost ran away from you
and you stopped me.
Well, if I knew then what I know now,
I wouldn't have stopped you.
I'd have put you on that train
to San Francisco,
and what's more,
I would have bought you the ticket.
And if I'd have known then
what I know now,
there's nothing
could have pulled me away from you.
I love you, Rosie.
Always have. Always will.
You're more than my best girl,
Rosie.
You're my life.
Without you,
I wouldn't have had any life.
No children, no grandchildren,
no memories, no warm home.
All these things are tied up with you,
Rosie.
They don't even exist without you.
Clarence.
- Yes, Rosie?
- Get rid of this tray.
- But I made it for you to enjoy.
- We can eat later.
Oh, my. Oh, my goodness.
- Hey, kiddo. How you doing?
- I don't know.
Uncle Mark.
- You want some company?
- Sure.
It's amazing.
You think you know your parents
and then all of a sudden
everything collapses.
Well, you never know,
they might get back together again.
- No chance.
- Sure, there's a chance.
No, not anymore.
My mother's involved
with another man.
Trish, I think you might be
just jumping to conclusions there.
No, I'm not.
She didn't come home at all
last night.
And when I did see her this morning,
she walked around smiling.
She was so happy.
- So what?
- So--"So what?"
Mark, she was acting
like a woman in love.
Trish, have you ever seen
your mother with another man?
No, but I'm a woman. I can tell.
Honestly, Uncle Mark,
you are so naive.
My poor father hasn't even
moved out of the house for three days
and she's already involved
with another man.
Probably some young gigolo.
Trish, I cannot believe
how unfair you're being.
I mean, you don't know anything.
Have you asked your mother?
A girl can't ask her own mother
something like that.
She's making a fool of herself.
She's acting like a lovesick teenager.
I don't need any more proof than that.
You know what I think you're doing?
I think you're adding two and two
together and you're getting six.
Well, I'm just glad
I broke it off with Brad.
Why?
Because I'm not gonna
end up like them.
- It's so disgusting.
- You know something, Trish?
Right now you're being disgusting.
- Me?
- Yes, you.
I mean, you're being a busybody
and a gossip.
You don't know if one thing
that you're saying is true or not.
But let's say it is. Let's just say it is.
It's their life, not yours.
You are a grownup adult now.
Your parents
do not need your permission
to lead whatever kind of life
they wanna lead.
- Not your mother or your father.
- But she's my mother,
- and she's making a fool of herself.
- Only in your eyes.
Who are you to judge her?
And I'll tell you something else.
You have no right to use
what's happening to your parents
as a crutch to keep
from making your own decision.
- What are you talking about?
- I'm talking about you and Brad.
You don't wanna marry him, don't.
You wanna marry him, marry him.
You have doubts?
Well, welcome to the club.
Everybody has doubts
before they get married and after.
The thing is
that you've got to deal with them.
But you've got no right
to throw the blame on your parents
and say because of what's happening
to them, you won't get married.
You don't understand.
I understand enough
to know that you have got a life to lead.
Well, do it and let them lead theirs.
Trish, that's all you can do, that's all.
That and love them.
Yeah.
It's just that
my mother looks so happy.
Why couldn't she be that way
with my father?
Happy? I'm miserable.
But why? I thought you said
you and Frank hit it off.
We did.
We've been having a wonderful time.
I mean, these last few days have been
the most fun, romantic times
that we've had together
in over years.
Well, Carla,
I thought that's what you wanted.
A chance to start over, and see
if there was still something there.
Oh, there's plenty there all right,
that's the problem.
I think he's falling in love with me.
And what about you?
What are your feelings towards him?
Well, it's...
It's like when we first met
when we were kids.
Except even better now,
because we're older
and can appreciate it more.
It's like some surprise gift
that we never even knew existed.
It's wonderful.
That's why I'm so miserable.
Well, that certainly makes sense.
Jonathan, all those things
that are happening are with her.
- Who?
- Her. That trollop, Ono.
Carla, you're Ono.
Well, yes, but he doesn't know that.
Don't you see?
My husband's
involved with another woman.
But you're the other woman.
But that's even worse, because
I know everything he says to her,
I know every look,
how much he cares for her.
Well, what are you gonna do now?
Well, what can I do?
Sue myself for alienation of affection?
I think he's going to ask me
to marry him,
as soon as he can divorce me.
I mean, what does he see in her?
She's not younger than me.
She's not prettier than me.
Is she?
No.
Well, then what does he see in her?
Carla, I think when you find the answer
to that, your problem will be solved.
- Hi.
- Hi.
- I'm sorry I'm late.
- No, you're not late, I was early.
- How are you?
- Good, good.
- Ono, I've gotta--
- Frank, I'd--
- I'm sorry. Go ahead.
- No, no, it can wait.
Ono, these last few days
have been wonderful.
I feel like a kid again, only it's better.
I was telling someone that
exact same thing today.
I think I'm falling in love with you.
- Oh, Frank-
- I--I didn't want this to happen.
- I know, I know.
- Let me finish.
See, at first, I thought that
you were nothing at all like my wife,
and you're not.
I mean, not like she is now.
Well, of course,
I realise I haven't been,
well, like I've been with you
for a lot of years now.
I've been married years,
and I can't just throw that away
without trying.
Ono,
I can't see you anymore.
- Are you going back to your wife?
- Yeah.
I wanna try. I've got to.
I was willing to stay with her just to,
you know, let things go along
the way they were
because I thought
that's all there was.
I didn't think I could feel
much more than that anymore,
but now I know I was wrong.
You made me see that.
So in a way,
you're responsible
for my going back and trying again.
- Oh, Frank.
- I'm really sorry.
You deserve
so much better than that.
You deserve a man
who can love just you,
without any memories,
or other loves to complicate things.
You've given me so much.
I'll never find another man
like you, Frank.
And I'll never love another man
as much as I love you right now.
I'm sorry you got involved with me.
Oh, I'm not, oh, no.
Look, you tell that wife of yours,
you tell her that
if either one of you blow it again,
neither one of you
will be so lucky the next time.
I know.
No. No, you don't, but that's all right.
I do.
Goodbye, my darling.
Carla.
Hello, Frank.
I...
I've been thinking a lot
these past few days about us.
So have I.
You have?
I--I've been thinking
about the way we used to be,
the way I used to be.
Oh, I just want it
to be that way again.
So do I.
So do I.
Oh, Frank.
Carla.
I have something to tell you,
and I hope you'll understand.
No, no.
You don't have to tell me anything,
Frank.
No confessions. No explanations.
Let's pretend
that we just met each other
for the first time.
Oh, darling.
I love you so much.
I know.
I know.
Hello.
Reverend Smith,
I'm sorry if I woke you.
Oh, hi, Trish. No, no, it's all right,
I wasn't asleep.
I've called Brad's place,
but there's no answer.
I think I know where he is.
- You do?
- Yeah.
Look, I tell you what,
I'll pick you up in ten minutes, okay?
- Oh, thank you. Thank you.
- No problem.
Mark?
What?
Get dressed, we gotta go.
Jon, not again.
Hello, Brad.
Oh, boy.
I haven't even had a drink yet.
- Brad--
- Look, Angie, I...
I wanna be alone tonight.
Angie?
Brad, what are you talking about?
Trish?
Trish, it's you?
- Yes.
- Oh, Trish.
Will you forgive me for being a dope?
I love you so much.
Oh, Trish, I love you too.
Well, friend, we did it.
And then I was so busy with my hair,
I missed the cue
for the wedding march.
Go on downstairs,
I'll see you there later.
Oh, you all look so pretty.
Your hair looks lovely, my dear.
I'm so nervous.
That's the way
you're supposed to be.
Your grandfather was so nervous
on the night of his bachelor party
that he almost ran away.
Lucky for me he didn't.
Lucky for all of us.
Any last-minute advice, Grandma?
Oh, I'm not the one
to give any advice.
After years,
it's still all a mystery to me.
You become man and wife,
have a home, family, children.
These are the things
that bind you together.
Make memories, my darling.
And when things don't go smoothly
between you two,
let them remind you
of who the two of you are
and all that you have together.
And if you live to be my age
and one day find yourself angry
at Brad because of all the little things
that got in the way
of all the things that really count,
just remember that inside that
crotchety old fool you'd like to strangle,
is the boy you fell in love with.
A wise old man told me that
long, long time ago.
I'd forgotten all about it
till just the other night.
- Good luck, my darling.
- Thanks, Grandma.
I'm gonna get dressed now.
I expect some great-grandchildren
out of this and don't you forget it.
I'll be right down, Mom.
I love you, Mommy.
I love you, baby.
This is the last time I get to hug you
as my little girl.
You've got a boy out there
waiting to be your husband.
Your place is with him now.
Good luck, honey.
You're gonna get married.
Ladies and gentlemen.
Ladies and gentlemen,
the families have asked me
to make a brief announcement.
Just so you'll know,
you're getting into
a little more
than you probably bargained for.
You came here today to witness
the marriage of Brad and Trish,
but there'll be three couples here
on the altar today.
Because Frank and Carla,
and Clarence and Rose Kelly
have decided
to renew their vows also.
The couples and their families
want me to tell you how happy they are
that you're here with them today
to share this precious moment.
- Clarence?
- Yes, Rosie?
I love you, you old crotchety fool.
Well, don't you think I know that?