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We need a third. Why do you need me? It’s not a question of need, Jeffrey. You’re our pal from the old neighborhood. It’ll be like old times. Look, we’ll play a couple of hands… then you can go swimming, see the chicks. It’ll be a new experience for you. You with us, Jeffrey? Ma, where’s my bathing suit? Bottom drawer. Where are you going? I’m going to the beach with my friends. Hey, Jeffrey, what are these? These are my father’s dog tags. Oh, yeah. How is your father? He’s great. So, you going to college, Jeffrey? My father still wants me to be an engineer. How are you guys doing in school? Flunked out. Think I’m gonna try again next year, though. He flunked out of Miami University. How about you, Hawk, what are you doing? You going to school? Are you working? Oh, no, no. I don’t have time to work. I’m doing too well at the track. You think I’m dressed all right for this club? You’re gonna be playing gin, Jeffrey, not modeling. Come on, let’s go to my cabana and change. Hey, are those the guys we’re playing? Are you crazy? It costs $ just to sit down with them. You coming to watch us play, Joyce? After lunch. When’s lunch? As soon as daddy takes a break. It’s all right. I got a minute. The guys will wait. I’m allowed to talk to my girlfriend. You feeling all right? Oh, yeah. I feel great. Really, I feel good. Do you have to go to the bathroom? What? No, I don’t have to go… Do I look like I have to go to the bathroom? Yeah, you look like you have to go to the bathroom. Attention. This is your colonel speaking. Just relax. Take it easy. Our free dance class is starting on the patio. Hi, Joyce. Hello, Steve. Hi. Carla. That’s lunch? A bunch of lettuce? Well, the chef fixed these special salads… for Aunt Phyllis and me. She actually talks to the chef. Well, that’s because you New Yorkers eat such garbage. That’s because we don’t know what else to do with it. You know, you could use some greens yourself, Henry. Hawk. Let me see the line down your tongue. Where? Right there. Jeffrey, this is Carla Samson. My cousin from California. Hello. Hi. What about yours? Come on, open up. Let her feel your tongue, Jeffrey. Who’s been feeding you? His mother. Three meals a day. Well, she’s doing a first-rate job. Joyce. Mother. Hello, darling. Oh, all these people. Mrs. Brody, this is our friend Jeffrey Willis. Hello. How do you do, Mrs… Carla, I can’t eat this. Oh, Shirley! Today, please. Throw this away and bring me a hamburger patty… cottage cheese, fresh, a scoop of sherbert… and iced tea in a wine glass. You’re not writing it down? I’ll remember, Mrs. Brody. You didn’t yesterday. Who are you, Jeffrey? He’s a card player, not a member. I see. And that gives me Sweet Ginger Brown! What a pigeon. Your father just won another big hand, Joycie. He looks happy. Of course he’s happy. He’s playing gin. Now, let’s go. We gotta go. See you later. Kissy kissy. Nice tan, Mrs. Brody. Bye, girls. Come on, come on. Alfred’s cabana is this way. What is that? Sam Sadakis… the world’s leading manufacturer of doorknobs. Every hour, he turns his chair towards the sun. That’s the El Flamingo’s human sundial. Hey, boys, this is our friend Jeffrey Willis from Brooklyn. These are the two strongest lifeguards… in Long Island. Turk and Dirk. They’re brothers. Welcome to the El Flamingo, Jeffrey. Don’t piss in the pool, Jeffrey. Finally, we’re going to play gin. Walks away from home plate… shaking his head after taking call strike . We’re still scoreless at the end of innings… How old is Joyce’s cousin? The blonde. Carla. Everybody seems to want Carla. She’s too old for you, Jeffrey. She’s a sophomore in college. Are you winking at me? No, I’m not winking at you. It’s my contact lens, you shmuck. Thinks I’m winking. I’m winking at you. Aw, you… You’re a homo, Alfred. You’re a weirdo! Jeffrey, let’s go. In the second game of the double-header… scheduled to work for the White Sox is Juan Pizarro… seeking his tenth… Giraffes, camels, monkeys. Say, you got any more elephants? We’re out of elephants. Come on. I’m waiting. Oh! That’s gin.