What about the Bahamas? I hear the Bahamas are nice.
What? Are you kidding me? The Bahamas? What do you have to tan, dahling? I’m asking you. What do you have to tan? You’d be out there with tropical drinks leaking onto your robes – those little umbrellas got more meat on ‘em than you.
Okay. Okay. No need to get personal. Well… how about a cruise to Alaska? I heard those are a lot of fun.
What? With your bones? You know what they got in Alaska, doll? Nothing but cold. With your arthritis, you’d be cursing the day I sold you the package. You’d be out there on the ice flow with your arthritic knees knocking together, saying, “When I get back… ohhhh… I’ll give her the finger of death!” And that’s what you’d do!
I would not!
Listen, cupcake. I had Adam Sandler in here. Said he’d stop making bad films. Enough – I know!
Well… what about the Colorado Rockies? Huh? That’d be nice! I could get some mountain air. Take a hike. It’d be good for me –
Sweetheart. Dahling. Pumpkin Pie. You know what they have in Colorado? Bears. I’m telling you, they feast on bones like yours.
Well, I don’t care! I’ve had it! I need a break! You know how long it’s been since my last vacation? Do you? Decades! Years… at least! Look, they got me on fourteen hour days! Fourteen hours! I get home. Have some rat – go to sleep – and I’m at it again! You think I like that! Do you?
Calm down, bologna-on-rye. Listen. You gotta take it easy.
I know! This is what I’m saying!
Why don’t we set you up with something easy. You do a little Sedona. A little Santa Fe. I get a discount and –
Um, excuse me. But you have a little shmaltz on your face there.
Just a little…
On your – just – right beside your nose.
Did I get it?
No, it’s still there.
Did I –
How about –
Here, let me get it for you.