relax, leese. by now my guy is probably back in his silver sedan, parked outside 9321 blossom palms lane. he's sitting in the dark, listening to a little smooth jazz, while he sharpens his 12-inch ka-bar. that's a knife, leese. - i wanna talk to my dad. - sure. ter you make the call. no. i wanna know he's ok right now or i don't call anybody. your dime. credit card? [over pa] ladies and gentlemen, the captain has turned off the fasten seat belt sign. you're free to move about the cabin. [phone beeping] [dialing] [phone rings] [on tv] stay tuned for more of the comedy marathon following these messages. i'm comin', i'm comin'! [ringing continues] god. - hello? - dad? leese? are you already home? no, i'm on the air phone on the plane. we were late taking off and... honey, i know you don't like it when i ask, but are you all right? you sound upset. leese? leese? are you still there? [phone clicks] did he sound healthy to you? i hope that's a yes, because that's the best i can do. now let's get this ove