-[STRANGLED CRY]

-Now you can listen to the book on tape.

-I'm gonna know everything about Rosewood Junction and

then Arielle's gonna fall in love with me.

MALE SPEAKER (ON WALKMAN): She passed Jeremiah's farm, went

across the bridge, and traveled over the hillside.

Before she knew it, she was at the train station.

-Hey.

-Hey!

I'm just, uh, listening to the latest track

from Beyonce here.

MALE SPEAKER (ON WALKMAN): Walked across the prairie, and

walked down the garden path.

And she never went back to Rosewood Junction again.

The end.

-Huh.

I love Beyonce.

-So great.

-Grandma Rose isn't just the head of the rectory she's kind

of symbolically the mother figure of the whole junction.

-Wow.

You really liked that book.

-Actually, I didn't like it.

-You didn't?

-I loved it.

-Oh--

[LAUGHS]

-Just like I love having dinner with you.

-Hey, you.

-Hi.

Hi.

Hi.

Hi.

Mmm.

I likey.

-Now I want to put my foot on your crotch to see if that

kiss aroused you at all.

No.

Not quite yet.

-Soon, I'm sure.

-I hope so.

Wait.

-No.

-No.

-Still no?

-Sometimes it takes a really long time, and sometimes it

doesn't happen at all.

-That's OK.

-Yeah.

Yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah.

Might be best if we, like, move on to talk about

something else, and then we'll come back to it.

-Oh, OK.

-'Cause it could take some time.

-Wait--

no.

Well, I was raised in New Hampshire, but I've been here

almost five years.

And one day, I hope to start a blog.

-You know, what just totally kills me about Rosewood

Junction is Jeremiah's breakdown.

When he lost it, I lost it.

I mean, this is a guy who had everything--

-I'm sorry, but I--

I don't think you've asked me like one personal question

this entire time.

-Hey, hey, hey.

You're starting to sound like Manuel.

Before he left the Junction, I mean.

-Do you even know my last name?

-Do I--?

Do I even--?

-Yeah.

Do you even know my last name?

-You've got to be kidding me.

-No, I'm not kidding you.

-This is you. (IN WEIRD VOICE) Uh, do you even know my last

name?

-That's an impression of me?

-Now, but that's how stupid you sound.

I'm just--I'm saying what a stupid question--

-All right.

You know what?

Goodbye.

-Well, don't leave.

-No.

Have a great life.

-You're misinterpreting what I'm saying.

Baby--

-Snicklepickercocker is my last name.

Which you wouldn't know, because you didn't ask.

I'm gonna walk home.

-Goodbye, Arielle Snicklepickercocker.

-Sorry, Wain-o.

Rejection can be rough.

I should know.

I've submitted over 100 cartoons to The New Yorker,

and they rejected five of them.

-Ooh.

-Hey, here it is.

I hope Chez appreciates us coming to his show.

-I think it's sweet that you're supporting a neighbor,

even though he burger-doinked your girlfriend.

-Ah, welcome, theater lovers.

-Hold on a second.

What--

-Oh, yes, you're right.

We own the theatre.

This is our theatre.

-Oh.

Goodbye to books on tape.

-And goodbye to rent collecting and hello to livin'

the dream.

-Oh, I think it's sweet that you guys found true love.

-Also, you might have noticed, I'm not in

a wheelchair anymore.

-Oooh.

-Long story short, I'm not in a wheelchair anymore.

-Ooh.

-Well, that is a very short version of the story.

-That Patricia.

She takes the long out of everything.

[ALL LAUGH]

MR. STICKLAND (OFFSCREEN): Come on, come on, come on.

-Oohh.