          I said                
          she killed my spirit. 
 Well, marriage                 
 is a new situation.            
 There's lots of                
 new stress on you.             
          You know, this is     
          our first fight ever. 
      What am I supposed to do? 
        Well,                   
   she left crying.             
 You know,                      
 my mother and father           
 fought all their lives,        
 and one of them                
 always walked out.             
 One day, one of them           
 never came back.               
 It's bad, in my experience,    
 when someone walks out crying. 
              So, what do I do? 
    You go home.                
 You hope                       
 she's still there.             
                    Oh, no.     
 And if she is,                 
 you lock the door              
 and have it out.               
       Like a steel-cage match? 
 No one leaves                  
 until the fight's over.        
         (STAMMERS) I just...   
         I wish I hadn't said   
         what I said, you know? 
 But you did.                   
 So, obviously,                 
 something's bothering you.     
                       What?    
 Don't figure it                
 out with me.                   
 Those days are long gone.      
 There's only one person        
 who can help you here.         
            And it's me.        
   Eric, no.                    
       Why don't you cram it,   
       talkboy?                 
    That's all you're good for, 
    is talk.                    
    "Oh! Talkity-talk,          
    talkity-talk, talk, talk!   
    Talkity-talk! Yak!          
        "Oh, look!              
        Oh, look!               
        It's great!             
      "Trailer boy's got        
      all the answers!"         
        Yeah. You know          
        something,              
        trailer boy?            
      There's one thing         
      you don't have.           
              Bam! Penny!       
        Hey.                    
                 Hey.           
 I love you, Cory.              
 You're my brother.             
 That's why I'm gonna           
 give you my penny.             
                      Eric...   
              That penny's been 
              so lucky for you. 
   Now it's gonna be            
   lucky for you.               
            If I could just     
            have a second.      
                        Okay.   
    Thank you, penny,           
    for all you've taught me,   
      for you have taught me    
      confidence,               
 and with that confidence,      
 I know that I no               
 longer need luck.              
         So I intend to         
         go on my life,         
         penniless.             
              (STIFLED SOBBING) 
         Oh, Eric,              
         that's very nice.      
     Are you sure about this?   
                Mmm-hmm.        
                (CLEARS THROAT) 
        Okay.                   
            Good luck, old gal. 
              You should        
              take care of her. 
                  And yourself. 
             All right.         
             Bye-bye.           
