:43:01
Fatso, you animal.
She available, Doc?
:43:04
She's my wife Amelia.
She's deceased.
Even better.
:43:08
But... we're not here
to talk about me.
:43:11
See? Now don't
you feel just awful?
I was just goofin'.
:43:15
Don't be goofin' on Amelia.
She's as nice a person
as they come.
:43:19
She's always treated you right,
huh, Stinkie?
:43:23
I got no complaints.
She's always been
an angel to me.
:43:25
Wait a minute.
What are you saying?
:43:29
I'm sayin:
She's a peach.
:43:31
None better. Why?
You've actually seen her?
:43:34
You think I'm blind?
Of course I've seen her.
:43:37
Who hasn't?
You're not lookin' for her,
are ya, Doc?
:43:40
Well, that's not really
the focus of our sessions
here, is it?
:43:45
But as long as
you raised the issue,
:43:49
you wouldn't have a way...
:43:51
of contacting others
like yourselves, would you?
:43:55
Hmm?
:43:56
I didn't think so.
:43:59
Now, that's not generally
allowed there, Doc.
:44:02
Ya gotta go
through channels.
:44:06
Paperwork.
Red tape.
:44:08
A holy mess, you know?
But for you?
:44:11
I don't know.
Maybe we could work
somethin' out.
:44:15
You keep that ghoul
Crittenden off our backs,
:44:19
and I'd say we got
a deal, right, boys?
:44:23
Mm-hmm!
:44:24
Deal?
Deal.
:44:28
Fatso, you know
where Amelia floats.
Go!
:44:32
It's that easy, huh?
:44:35
We got a ghost-to-ghost
network.
:44:37
We share haunting stories.
We throw parties.
:44:39
The parties are always
pretty dead, though.
:44:46
That was fast.
:44:50
I... I think
it's for you, Doc.