A Simple Twist of Fate

And a cool frosty morning

Past three o'clock

Good morrow, masters all

Born is a baby gentle as may be

Son of eternal father tomorrow

Past three o'clock

And a cool frosty morning

Past three o'clock

Good morrow, masters all

Past three o'clock

And a cool, frosty morning

Good morrow, masters all

(Choir Continues, Boy Off-Key)

Angel bell ringeth hark now they...

- (Choir Continues, Faint) - (Boys Yelling, Laughing)

And past three o'clock

- (Ding) - And a cold frosty morning

- Past three o'clock - Is she here yet?

No, not yet. Calm down, Dad.

Good morrow masters all

- (Choir Continues) - So, what are you hoping for,

- I don't wanna know. I'm old-fashioned. - Then why is she coming to tell you?

- I don't wanna know, but I'm dyin' to know.

Elaine is here, Michael.

- At the office? - I think so.

- Son of eternal father tomorrow - Oh, uh...

Uh, I might have some news for you tomorrow, kids.

Oh, uh... released.!

Whoa, hold up! Look. Here.

- What is it? - It's an ounce of solid gold.

- The kid's not even born yet, and you want him to go into banking.

By the time the kid gets to be 21, this'll be worth so much...

that he can buy a car with it or pay for his college education.

- That is the beauty of it. - That's sweet of you, Tommy. Thanks.

See, it's always there for you when you need it.

- (Door Closes) - (Michael) Well, well,

A little Matthew? Great name, gotta admit.

Matthew. Cowardly and nervous,

Oh, wait.

What if it's a girl?

Mathilda.! Your choice.

I could get used to it.

Uh, sweet Mathilda of the lowlands.

I know it's your mother's name...

but have you considered changing

What's the matter? Are you all right?

Yes.

What is this?

It's a test I had done.

A genetic test.

- Why would you have that done? - I had a reason.

- (Whispering) Oh, God. - (Footsteps)

Tommy?

It's not yours, Michael.

She's not yours.

Well... this'll be nice in the memory box,

Boogeyman!

- (Grunts) - Come on!

Oh, that is... that is nice work.

Cut a check, Tom.

Feel the top.

Nice.

Well, there he goes again.

Every week, just like clockwork.

- It's none of our business. Where? - (Chuckles)

- Hmm. Must be payday. - Leave him alone.

I met this schoolteacher guy who knew him about 5 years ago.

Said he actually had a personality.

Well, I guess he hocked it over at Mrs. Simon's store,

Nice coin, huh?

Guy wasn't kidding about the grade.

What do you think of this?

It's not gonna be around here long.

Once the weather balloon people get wind of this, they're gonna

I guess the weather balloon people...

- Are a lot like the moose head collectors in that respect.

Oh, hell, never mind.

I don't understand half the things you're

- (Boy) Hey, Mom. - There you are.

- Will you watch the store for me a minute?

Hey! Come here.

Go ahead.

There's a guy in line with some B.U. Walking liberties, ;

He's in California, so you wouldn't have

- I'm not interested in silver. - (Beeps)

Sorry. just getting some quotes.

You can do all that from there?

Oh, I could flush the Vatican toilet if I wanted.

- (Beeps) - Silver's good. Why just gold?

Always there for ya when you need it.

I'll take the coin.

Thank you, Mrs. Simon.

Call me April after five years.

Son of a bitch, Joe, where's my lucky scratcher?

When I hit this thing, there's gonna be some

- Yeah, you're gonna build a library. - Why not?

Gimme twenty. I wanna continue my lucky streak.

How long has that lucky streak been goin' on, Tanny?

Since birth, boys. Since birth.

This McCann guy, he, uh, pays y'all rent, don't he?

So I guess you know what, uh, what goes on

You know, Jody down at the bank...

she says, uh, McCann ain't got no bank account;

- I think he keeps it at home. - Good for him.

I keep mine at Morgan Stanley...

and dole it out to my big brother when I see ft...

- If it were up to me, I'd give it all to him right now.

Hey, now.! There you go.

Gimme five bucks, my man.

(Bach's "Cello Suite No. 1 In G Major. ; The Prelude")

(People Talking, Children Laughing)

Bryce brings the ball

Whoa.! There's a tremendous hit down the field.

That ball's got to have carried, what, 1 00 yards, probably.

Both teams move down towards the ball.

Zero to zero, in the first chucker. Newland scores.!

Another goal For John Newland.

Soon to be our representative in Washington...

- If his money means anything at all. - (Spectators Laughing)

And you can tell 'em that if they vote for me...

not only do I promise world peace...

- But I'll fix all the potholes on Stewart Street.

Your brother is so great.

- (Horse Whinnying) - (Man) Come on. Come on.!

- (Man) You looked good out there. - (Chuckles)

You mean campaigning or polo playing?

If we're going to put party money behind you, we wanna know,

you're clean.

What about... your brother?

He was a little... embarrassing...

after your state campaign.

We all know that brothers don't lose elections. Don't we?

Can you control him?

Always.

Do me a favour. ; don't tell any jokes.

They don't mix with politics.

I will be decidedly...

unfunny.

Still need me a bit, don't ya?

I'll be goin' out tonight afterwards...

- So may I please use your car? - No.

Hmm. Predictable answer out of the way.

I said, no.

- Take the Plymouth. - Right.

"Say, girls, wanna go for a ride in my '66 Plymouth?"

You'll be as high as a kite by 10:00, you won't even

And neither will the trash that you're with.

You get sober, now you think you're Jesus, is that it?

Wonderful daddy's boy.

You wouldn't be so wonderful if everybody knew what I knew,

Now, you listen to me... if I lose, you lose.

Go get drunk, go get stoned, go get laid.

just do it in a Plymouth.

You hear me?

(Railroad Crossing Bell Ringing)

- (Talking, Laughing) - (Rock)

- (Man) What's up, Bobby? - (Talking, Laughing Continue)

- You goin' in there, man? - Where is she? Where is she?

- Pennies from heaven. - (Sighs)

Pennies is right.

Tell him we need more.

Tell him his little girl needs more.

I do tell him, but it doesn't help.

- Hey, don't take that. It's all I've got.

I promise. The two of you deserve a lot more than

- (Baby Crying) - What he wants is to keep you

- (Crying Continues) - Son of a bitch.

Shh.

Invest it wisely.

That oughta warm your heart, "Daddy. "

To save

Your dying

Soul

Baby, please

Give me one

More chance

I'll do anything

For you

Baby, please

Give me one

More chance

I'll do anything

For you

- (Continues) - (Woman) You are old

Enough

To know

- (Giggling) - That every

Thing shines

Like gold

You're old enough

- Wake up. - To know

- (Girl) Slow down. - (Continues)

- (Tanny) Shit. - Jesus! God!

- Damn it! - Shut up!

Geez, what a night.

- (Moaning Softly) - (Policeman) Oh, my God.

Shit.

Well, well, Mr. McCann.