Imagine, I mean, all these famous
movie stars putting their autographs
right here in this courtyard.
I mean, look at them.
John Wayne and Clark Gable.
Clark Gable, what a guy.
I wonder if he was anything
like the parts he played in the movies.
I think so. Of course, I haven't spent
that much time with him.
- You knew Clark Gable?
- Not knew, know.
I know Clark Gable.
How could you know him?
He's dead.
Well, so am I.
That's where I met him.
Oh, yeah, I keep forgetting.
Grab a few more sh*ts.
We've gotta get going.
Okay. Yes.
Look, Edward G. Robinson.
Boy, it's really hard
to get a good picture
with everyone
standing all over the autograph.
I wish these tourists
would all get back on the bus.
- You know what I mean?
- I thought you were a tourist.
Jonathan, please.
I happen to be a student of film.
Oh, I see.
Boy, some tourists have
no consideration for anybody else.
Oh, you said it.
Hey, it's you I'm talking about,
buster.
You're hogging Burt Reynolds.
Move, you hippie.
Hippie? I'm not a hippie.
Oh, then you're a bum.
Anybody with a beard's
either a hippie or a bum.
Really? Let me tell you something,
you little troll.
Hey, Mark, Mark, come on, let's go.
We've got an appointment.
Okay.
Jonathan, look,
Phoebe Hall's square.
I gotta get a picture of this.
It'll only take a second.
Phoebe Hall.
You know, of all the movie stars
in this whole place,
she's the one I'd like to meet.
- I mean, she's a living legend.
- You're in luck.
She's our assignment.
You're kidding.
- Mr. Clifford will see you now.
- Thank you very much.
Welcome, fellas. Henry Clifford.
I'm Jonathan Smith,
this is Mark Gordon.
Hi.
- Have a seat.
- Thank you very much.
Can I get you some coffee, tea,
spring water?
No, no, nothing for me.
I'm fine, thank you.
Well, if you change your mind, boys,
don't be shy.
Now, where to begin?
Every so often,
the Hollywood Film Society
likes to honour
a distinguished actor or actress
with a really fine tribute.
And this year, it's going to be a pip
because we are honouring--
Phoebe Hall.
Right. How did you guess?
We haven't even announced it
to the press yet.
Well, it's just a guess.
Oh, good.
Well, she's one in a million.
And we want her tribute
to be as special as she is.
Mark and I will do
anything we can to help.
Oh, good, good.
Now, let me outline your jobs for you.
Mark...
We want to show
some really great clips
from Miss Hall's movies.
And I'd like you to gather the clips
for us from the university film library.
Now, that's what I call a job.
Did I luck out or did I luck out?
I like your enthusiasm.
And, Jonathan,
we want you to contact the guests
and invite them to the tribute.
You're gonna meet
all the movie stars.
Well, that's the way it goes.
And now if you don't mind,
I'd like you to start your job
by meeting Miss Hall.
Hi, I'm Jonathan Smith,
this is Mark Gordon.
- We're here to see Miss Hall.
- Oh, yes.
I'm Irene Casey,
Miss Hall's secretary.
She's out in the garden.
I'll take you to her.
Thank you very much.
Miss Hall.
Your visitors are here.
Mr. Smith, Mr. Gordon.
- How nice of you to come, Mr. Smith.
- Pleased to meet you.
And how are you today,
Mr. Gordon?
Oh, I'm great. I'm just great.
I'm really happy to meet me-You.
I'm one of your biggest fans.
I'm honoured.
I'm sure these flowers
could like some water.
- Shall I take them inside?
- Thanks, Irene.
This is quite a garden you've got here.
You do it all yourself?
Well, to tell you the truth,
the guy upstairs
does all the hard work.
I just help out a little.
I know what you mean.
Well, instead of baking here
in the hot sun,
why don't we talk
over in the gazebo?
Sounds good.
I'll bet that's the gazebo
your father built for you.
You really must be a fan
if you remember about that.
Yes, my father was very giving.
Oh, I don't mean
with material things.
He was just
always there for us.
I'm sorry he won't see the tribute.
But I tell you, I was bowled over
when the festival decided to do it.
I couldn't think of anyone
more deserving.
Now, now,
you're going to make me blush.
- Well, sit down, won't you?
- Thank you.
This a good time
to go over the invitation list?
Sure, fire away.
Okay, at the top, we've got
your daughter and granddaughter.
Is something wrong?
Well, Mr. Smith...
Jonathan.
Jonathan.
I don't think
my daughter will be coming.
I hope she isn't sick or anything.
No, it's not that.
We haven't been very close lately.
This might be a good excuse
for the two of you to get together.
No.
You see...
To be blunt,
Gail and I
aren't speaking to each other.
I mean, at all.
Oh, I'm sorry.
We cut off completely
about six months ago
when she started to write a book
about our relationship.
I don't think it's going to be a very
flattering portrayal of our family life.
She's writing
one of those exposé books, huh?
I guess that's what they're called.
Miss Hall.
Excuse me for interrupting,
but you have a fitting at Carlson's
at : .
Oh, my. I forgot all about that.
I can't possibly go like this,
now, can I?
Forgive me, will you, please?
Oh, don't you think a thing about it.
I'll just leave the list with you,
you can go over it, we can talk later.
Oh, thanks.
The rest of the guest list
will be a lot easier, I promise.
I can't believe
that I met her in person.
Well, you did.
Now let's go meet her daughter.
- What for?
- To invite her to the tribute.
What? You--
My mother's right.
I won't be at her tribute.
There's always the possibility
you might change your mind.
I don't know what she said about me,
but one thing I'm not is a hypocrite.
And I'm not going to stand up
in front of all those people
and pretend that Phoebe Hall
is some terrific person.
Now, I'm sorry
if I'm bursting your bubble,
but the Phoebe Hall that you've met
is the public Phoebe Hall.
The Phoebe Hall I lived with
and grew up with
is quite a different story.
That's what the book's
gonna be about?
Yes.
About a woman totally wrapped up
in herself and her career,
so wrapped up
that nobody else mattered.
Not her child, not her husband,
nobody.
- Kind of harsh words, aren't they?
- Yes, they are.
And they're going to shock
a lot of people.
A lot of people
are going to find out
that the only real parent I had
was my father.
He was a good guy.
But my sweet mother
threw him out of the house
when success went to her head.
Now, these are some of the things
that you don't know about Phoebe Hall,
but you will now.
Of course, some people are gonna say
you're just exploiting your mother.
Oh, they already have.
And I'll tell you exactly
what I told them.
That $ , advance on the book
isn't going to begin to make up
for what I've been through.
Although being a divorced mother,
I can sure use it.
Mommy, guess what.
I got an A on my spelling test.
Oh, good girl, Robin.
I'm so proud of you.
Mommy,
do we have to take the pictures
for the book on Saturday?
Yes, sweetheart, we do.
But it's gonna be a lot of fun.
and you're gonna be in Mommy's book.
But its' the same day
as Jennifer's birthday party.
I know,
and we're going to go to the party
after we take the pictures, I promise.
Okay.
I guess work has to come first
sometimes, doesn't it?
I hope you're not comparing me
to Phoebe Hall.
Did I say that?
Gentlemen, I think we've run
the tribute into the ground.
I have to get back to my typewriter.
So, what more can I say?
I guess nothing.
We'll show ourselves out.
Boy, it beats me why any daughter
would write an exposé book
about her own mother.
I mean, for any amount of money.
That's a very angry young lady.
Yeah, but to go public,
I mean, that's out-and-out w*r.
I don't know how you're ever
gonna get those two together.
I don't know how I'm gonna get them
in the same room.
Maybe if it's an airplane hangar
or something like that...
Let's see, as long as
we're on an expense account,
I think I'm gonna have
a triple banana split.
Oh, Mark, come on.
All right, I'll have a little
chocolate sundae.
You happy now?
Where are all the waitresses
around here?
Hey, there's Mr. Clifford.
- Hi, fellas.
- Hi, Mr. Clifford, you wanna sit down?
- Thought you'd never ask.
- Well, good luck if you wanna eat.
I think all the waitresses around here
are out to lunch.
Oh, I think I might be able
to speed that up a bit.
What would you like?
Well, I was gonna have
a banana split, but...
It's done.
How'd you do that?
I think I know.
That's right, Smith.
What's right?
He's an angel.
I figured that now might be
a good time to tell you.
You see,
I'm an area supervisor from upstairs.
Upstairs?
You mean, you're over Jonathan?
That's right.
I've been sent down to observe
and evaluate Jonathan's performance.
Well, let me tell you, he's the best.
I mean, you take it
from one who knows.
I guess you can tell
he's a friend of mine.
I'm anxious to see
how you handle this one.
So am I.
- Mommy, we have to leave.
- Not yet, sweetheart, not yet.
Can we get a little smile
going there, Robin?
Just a few more.
- But, Mommy--
- Just a few more, sweetheart.
Now, come on, let's get this done
and then we'll go to the party, okay?
I promise.
Come on, Robin,
just a little smile, okay?
- Hello.
- Come on--
Hello, don't tell me you guys
have come here to see me.
No, no, Mark's doing
some work at the library here.
Yeah, on your mother's tribute.
Oh, terrific.
Well, I hope we don't have to
have a fight over the card catalogue.
I'm here doing my book research.
Hey, who knows, maybe you'll end up
giving Mark a helping hand.
You're very funny.
Mommy, we have to leave.
The party's already started.
I am sorry,
the pictures are very important.
Okay?
I guess it must be pretty tough
becoming a celebrity in your own right.
Say again?
I mean, so many things
you have to give up for your career.
Jim, one second.
Sweetheart,
why don't you run on over there?
You don't know when to quit,
do you, Mr. Smith?
This isn't exactly
something I do every day.
I know that.
I'm sure she won't resent it.
She'll probably forget
the whole thing ever happened.
You can't really believe
that she would hold this against me.
I thought it was little things like this
that build up over a period of time.
Did you say your name was Mr. Smith
or Dr. Spock?
My name's Jonathan.
And I just see a very disappointed
little girl over there.
Well, Jonathan, I'm not going to make
the same mistakes my mother made.
For your information, my child's
feelings are very important to me.
If you'll excuse me.
Jim, whatever pictures we've got,
we've got.
Robin and I are going to a party.
- We are?
- You bet we are.
All right, let's go.
Hi, fellas.
Didn't want you to think I forgot you.
Oh, no, we never did that.
Say, did you see that, Mr. Clifford?
I mean, Jonathan
really turned that chick around,
getting her to take her little girl
to the party.
- Now, that's what I call angeling.
- Mark, you don't have to do this.
Seems like a step
in the right direction.
Let's hope it helps anyway.
I gotta be going.
I got a lot of work to do on the tribute.
Go ahead. We'll touch base later.
Right.
- I'll see you this afternoon.
- Right.
Hey, you keep up the good work.
Isn't he something?
I mean, the man is amazing.
One time we were on an assignment--
Mark, you seem a little concerned
about Jonathan's evaluation.
Concerned? Me? No.
I want you to know
I'm very happy with Jonathan's work.
And so is the boss.
- Well, that makes three of us.
- Yes, indeed.
If this goes well,
he'll get his promotion.
He's going to be moved upstairs.
Upstairs?
Wait, you mean,
he won't be down here anymore?
That's right. No more probation.
Heaven knows he's earned it.
Gotta fly.
You sit. I'll get it.
- Hi, Irene.
- Miss Hall's in the living room.
Thank you very much.
Hi, Phoebe.
Forgive me.
I'm just having a bad day.
These are the galleys of...
Of Gail's book.
My agent got ahold of them for me,
bless him.
It's even--
It's worse than I expected.
I may not have been
a perfect mother.
I mean, there were a lot of times
I wasn't there.
A lot.
But I'm an actress.
I was working hours a day.
I suppose
I didn't explain it to her very well.
But I wasn't a monster.
I know that.
Well, I don't think
the people reading this
are going to be as easy on me.
They're not going to know
that it's filled with distortions.
Especially about my divorce
from Gail's father.
She was only at the time
and she was very angry about it.
And that angry -year-old
is still inside of her.
I'm afraid so.
If you and your daughter
could get together
and talk about the way things were-
Oh, Jonathan, no.
It just won't happen.
I ran into her a few months ago
and it was an absolute disaster.
And now I...
Now I think the tribute
may be a disaster.
Oh, of course it won't.
Oh, really?
Gail's publisher is planning
a full-scale publicity release
for her book
on the same day of the tribute.
It'll be in all the newspapers,
the magazines, television, everywhere.
It's amazing, isn't it?
The night of the tribute,
everyone is going to know
how much my daughter hates me.
Well, look who's here.
Oh, isn't this cosy?
A couple of members
of the Phoebe Hall fan club
meeting in the stacks.
To tell you the truth,
I'm not that big a fan of your mother's.
Oh, yeah?
Yeah, you know, I'm just doing a job.
You know how it is.
In fact, if you like, maybe you can use
some help with your book.
What?
Well, I know all
about Phoebe's career, you know.
I got a lot of info on her, you know.
Dates, places, people in her life.
- And you want to help me?
- Yeah, see, I was thinking.
Maybe the real Phoebe Hall
is not so great after all.
I mean, why shouldn't you be allowed
to write a book, express yourself?
- That I can't disagree with.
- Right.
I don't know what your game is,
but I could use some help
with the research.
You got it.
The thing is, you know,
just don't tell my buddy, Jonathan.
You know,
he just wouldn't understand.
I think it's good. Thank you, Mark.
- Hey, glad I can do it, you know.
- Hey, how you doing?
Jonathan.
What are you doing here?
I mean, I thought
you were somewhere else.
Yeah, well, I was somewhere else.
Now I'm here.
I have to go out
and get something to eat.
They're going to be showing some
of my mother's films in about an hour.
Maybe we'll bump
into each other again.
- You never know.
- Yeah.
Okay, what's wrong?
Wrong? What could be wrong?
How many years
have we been travelling together?
- Two, three?
- Yeah, but--
And you're still gonna be
lying to an angel?
Well...
Come on, out with it, what's wrong?
What's going on?
- I was helping Gail with her book.
- What?
I was helping Gail with her book.
Why would you do
something like that?
You wanna know why?
All right, I'll tell you why.
I talked to Mr. Clifford,
and for your information,
that nice old angel is not down here
just to evaluate you.
He is down here because
if you do well on this assignment,
you are gonna get kicked upstairs.
I know that.
You do?
Yeah, that's what I came over here
to tell you.
Look, I would've told you sooner,
but I was having a hard time
working myself up to it.
I mean, it's not gonna be easy
leaving you.
Yeah.
Look, maybe you won't have to.
Don't you see?
My helping Gail with the book
is kind of insurance for us.
She gets her book out on time,
she and Phoebe don't get together,
the assignment is a bust,
you don't get the promotion
and you stay right here.
- Mark, we can't do that, it's wrong.
- Why?
I mean, it's not the worst thing
if they don't get together and socialize.
They haven't gotten along in years,
right?
The world hasn't come to an end.
Mark, I can't blow an assignment
on purpose.
Even if a part of me wants to.
Now, go wait for me at the hotel.
I'm gonna stay here.
I'm gonna talk to Gail.
- Jonathan.
- Mark, I'm sorry.
But when the boss says it's time,
it's time.
- We keep bumping into each other.
- Yes.
- Have you seen Mark anywhere?
- Not since we met you in the hall.
He's probably off
running an errand somewhere.
He's a busy guy.
I'm sure you're both very busy
with the tribute.
There's a lot to do.
A lot of people are coming.
And they'll all be gushing
over Phoebe Hall.
Your mother has a lot of friends.
I'm not impressed.
She wasn't my friend.
Oh, come on now,
I find that very hard to believe.
Really?
You know, I can't count
the number of times as a kid
I just begged her
to spend some time with me,
go places with me.
Are you telling me your mother
never took you anyplace? Never?
The times were so few,
they're hardly worth remembering.
There was one time
when I was or
and I begged her
to take me to the movies
to see her latest picture.
And wouldn't you know it?
She got mad at me.
I did something to offend her
and she dragged me
out of there so fast.
So much for spending time
with my mother.
You were awfully young at the time.
Is it possible you might not remember
exactly the way it worked?
I have a very good memory,
Jonathan.
I'm sure you do,
but when people are angry
at their parents,
the old mind has a way
of distorting the facts.
Not so in my case.
You guys here to see
Love That Girl?
I am.
Well, I got it threaded.
We're ready to rock 'n' roll.
- Thanks, I'll be there in a minute.
- Phoebe Hall. Boy, is she awesome.
Look, I know you consider me
a member of the enemy camp,
but would it be all right
if I sat down for a while and watch?
Suit yourself.
- Come in.
- Hey, kid.
Hey, come on, what's wrong?
Oh, I'm sorry, Jackie,
I don't know what's wrong with me.
Here, wipe those tears.That's it.
Now, come on, level with me.
Well, the show's a hit
and we'll be going on the road soon.
Well, hey, and maybe Europe,
Paris, London, the Palladium.
I know.
Oh, come on, what's going on here?
What's to cry about?
Well, you won't be going.
Sorry, it may be just a minute,
I got a problem in here.
How long till the movie starts,
Mommy?
Oh, just a few minutes, Gail.
- I can't wait, Mommy.
- Look, there's Phoebe Hall.
Hey, Phoebe,
how about your autograph?
No autographs, please.
I'm with my daughter.
Just a few. I mean, I'm your fan.
- Come on, it's my little girl.
- No, no, no.
I'm spending the day
with my daughter.
What are you talking about?
We pay to see your pictures.
- Come on, come on.
- Please.
Mommy.
Mommy, Mommy.
Come on,
what are you talking about?
Up here.
- Mommy.
- Gail.
Mommy.
No.
- Are you all right, miss?
- Yeah.
Yes, I'm all right.
I just fell asleep.
I had a dream.
And now Focus on Hollywood
brings you the story
everybody in this town's
been buzzing about.
Film legend Phoebe Hall,
who is being honoured tonight
with a televised gala tribute
by the prestigious
Hollywood Film Festival,
will be getting
a very different kind of tribute
later this spring
from her only daughter, Gail Miller,
when Gail's book about life
with Mom hits the bookstores.
In fact,
from the excerpts we've read,
daughter Gail will make
all those other exposé books
by the children of Hollywood stars
seem like
Mother Goose nursery rhymes.
And when we return,
another famous star unties the knot.
- It's on every channel.
- I hate to see you go through this.
But tonight,
the show must go on, right?
Well, it is getting late.
Shouldn't you be getting dressed?
Irene, I'm not going to the tribute.
Phoebe, don't say that.
Jonathan said he'd be dropping by.
Hey, Irene, what a knockout dress.
- You look lovely.
- Oh, thank you.
How's the lady of the hour?
Want anything
before the limo gets here?
There is a problem, Jonathan.
She says she's not going.
I'll talk to her.
Irene told you?
Yeah, she told me.
I'm sorry, Jonathan.
It's one thing to know
that the press release on the book
is coming out today.
But it's another to find that it's--
I mean, it's actually happening.
I can't face all those people.
Look, I understand how you feel,
but I've talked to all the people
that are coming tonight.
They love you
and they wanna see you.
That was before today.
Oh, Phoebe, you've known
these people for years.
They're your friends.
Think they're gonna change
the way they feel about you
because of some book
your daughter wrote?
Jonathan,
I don't think I can pull it off.
Phoebe, don't you see
what you're doing, huh?
You're letting your daughter
control your life.
- I guess in a way, I am.
- Well, you can't.
You can't back out of this tribute
because of your daughter's anger.
The tribute
has nothing to do with that.
Look, no matter what
Gail thinks about you,
you know the kind of person you are.
You know how you are inside.
- Well, I thought I did, but-
- Hey, no buts.
Phoebe, I don't know anybody
who deserves a tribute
more than you do.
Nobody in this town.
You know, you're very dear.
Does that mean you'll go?
- Oh, Jonathan, I don't know.
- Phoebe.
All of your friends
are gonna be there tonight
waiting to see you
because they love you.
Well, I do have
some pretty good friends.
If I don't go, it wouldn't be
very fair to them, would it?
No, it wouldn't.
Okay.
I'm an actress.
I'll do it.
Still at it, huh?
Where'd you come from?
Your daughter let me in.
I'm just on my way to the tribute.
And you're still trying
to get me to go.
I thought I'd give it one more try.
You know, you are so concerned
about my being there.
You know who
should really be there?
My father.
But he won't be. You know why?
Because she k*lled him.
Gail, you know that's not true.
Yes, it is.
He loved my mother
and he loved me.
But Phoebe forgot all about that.
And when she threw him out,
she broke his heart.
It destroyed him.
He started drinking.
And two years later,
that's what k*lled him in a car accident.
So everything that happened
is all your mother's fault?
I was there
the night she threw him out.
I know what she said to him.
It was awful.
No, I won't change my mind.
I am not going to my mother's tribute.
But I will be
watching a Phoebe Hall movie
tonight.
Ironic, isn't it?
Now if you'll excuse me.
Good night.
- Jack, I love you, but I don't--
- And I'll tell you something else.
I am tired of being treated
like Mr. Phoebe Hall.
Maybe you wouldn't feel
that way if you went back to work.
Oh, what is that, a joke?
Going back to selling furniture?
I could work ten lifetimes
and not make
what you make in a year.
But, Jack,
you are spending all our money.
Talk about being tightfisted.
Jack,
I have an endless stack of bills
for your new sports car,
your tons of liquor.
Plane tickets to Las Vegas for you
and your gambling buddies.
Hey, if I didn't have my own friends,
who would I have, huh?
You think I'd be invited
to all those fancy Hollywood parties
if I wasn't married
to some celebrity?
Jack, I didn't plan on
becoming a celebrity.
It just happened that way.
Oh, Jack, this isn't getting us
anywhere, don't you see?
You're barely functioning.
Oh, come on,
I do what I'm suppose to do, don't I?
Don't I take the kid out?
Don't I take her places?
- I'm a good babysitter.
- No, you're not.
The truth is, I can't trust you anymore
to take care of Gail.
You've already had one accident
with her in the car
because of your damned drinking.
She didn't get hurt, did she?
I can't believe you just said that.
Jack, I want you
to get yourself together.
Oh, now what is that, a thr*at?
- What if I don't?
- Then I don't know if I can continue.
You?
You talking about divorce?
Oh, come on, my dear.
What about that image of yours?
You know, I think I'm finally getting it
through my thick head.
Nothing's going to change.
Jack, image or no image,
this marriage is over.
I want you out of the house.
- Oh, sure you do.
- I mean it, Jack.
I want you out.
Phoebe, Phoebe.
- You don't wanna break up.
- Jack, it's over between us.
I can't believe you'd just
gonna throw me out like this.
- I've had enough.
- You're being so cold about it.
Phoebe, I'm your husband.
- We had a kid together.
- It's too late.
Come on, Phoebe.
Come on.
Just give me another chance, okay?
I mean, where am I gonna go?
I'm sure one of your friends
will take you in.
Oh, that's nice.
That is really nice, Phoebe.
All right, we'll play it your way,
okay?
Because I don't need you
or this big house.
You know what I need?
You know what I need?
I need a woman who isn't a stone.
Just let me know where you'll be
and I'll send you your things.
Yeah, you just do that.
Let me tell you something.
When word gets around that
you're the one who kicked me out,
I'm the one who's gonna end up
smelling like a rose, not you.
So long, Phoebe.
Having directed Phoebe
in movies,
I'd say I know her pretty well.
Much better than some people
who think they know her.
So I guess I have the right to say
that Phoebe is one terrific
human being.
I directed her in her first picture
when she was...
Excuse me, Miss Hall,
you'll be introduced
in about five minutes.
Oh, thank you very much.
She had the instincts and discipline
of a mature actress.
Where'd you go?
Where have you been?
To see Gail.
Make any headway?
I don't know.
I did what I could, it's up to her now.
Little Miss Phoebe Hall.
Mother.
I had to come.
I don't know how to say this.
All these years,
it never occurred to me
to even try to look at things
from your point of view.
I know this is going to sound crazy,
but I'm wondering now
if maybe I wasn't a little mixed-up
about things that happened
when I was a kid.
- What things?
- Things about Father.
Maybe he wasn't...
...the perfect person...
...I wanted him to be.
Was he, Mother?
Mother, answer me.
Why talk about it now? He's gone.
But he isn't.
He's still between us.
Your father had serious problems.
Why didn't you ever talk to me
about it?
Why?
I guess it had to do
with my own father.
I was lucky
because he was so good.
His memory has been very
important to me through the years.
So I just couldn't bring myself
to tear apart
the memory of your father.
It meant too much to you.
Mother, I--
Miss Hall.
Miss Hall, you're on.
Welcome her now,
ladies and gentlemen,
the one and only Phoebe Hall.
You are all so wonderful.
Thank you.
Ladies and gentlemen,
before I say another word,
I would like to share this moment
with two people
who are very special to me.
My daughter, Gail,
and my granddaughter, Robin.
- May I say something?
- Of course.
I'm sure you've all heard or read
that I've been writing a book
about my mother.
Well, I want you all to know
that I've called it off.
Because I realised
that there is no way
I can put into words
how much my mother means to me
and how proud I am of her.
Would you please forgive me?
I love you so much.
And I love you.
Well, you did it.
You can't do any better than that.
It was good
to see them together.
Yeah, it was.
I didn't realise it'd be this quick.
I guess the boss
doesn't waste any time.
Look at us, will you?
The glum chums.
You'd think we're never
gonna see each other again.
I'm sure
we'll see each other again someday.
You'll probably be happier up there.
I mean, you won't have to deal
with all the nutsy problems
people have on Earth.
Boy, that's the truth, I'll tell you that.
Jonathan...
I'll be seeing you, okay?
I'm ready.
Jonathan, my boy,
how can I say this?
You're not gonna be moved
upstairs.
- I'm not?
- He doesn't have to go?
He doesn't have to go.
I'll tell you,
I've been going back and forth
on this one
and I keep coming
to the same conclusion.
You're too valuable down here.
Too good at what you do.
- But what about the boss?
- Now, now, it's my decision.
I've been given the authority to make it,
so don't try to talk me out of it.
Okay?
Yeah, okay.
Thank you, Mr. Clifford.
On the contrary, Jonathan,
it's I who ought to thank you.
You see,
I'm Phoebe Hall's father.
Home, Stanley.
Hey, whoever owns this piece of junk,
you wanna get it out of here?
Hey, I got news for you, pal.
That's the most beautiful car
in the world.
Come on, what are you waiting for?
We've got an assignment.
Right.