mr. roper jealous? ( stammering ): it didn't work? no, no. he didn't even fight for me. all-all he did was hand me over to a stranger, like an old sweater. and i've got all the old sweaters i need. jack! jack, you have to do something. oh, sure, come crawling to me when you mess up... jack, please! all right! i'll see what i can do. don't worry, mrs. roper. first team is taking over. do you know where he is? i have an idea. oh, mrs. roper. oh, janet, i made such a mess of things. if only i hadn't gone away on that singles weekend this never would have happened. , what did you expect me to do? i never should have believed those ads in the first place: "300 swinging singles," ha, what a laugh. there weren't any singles there? sure there were, all over the place. why did you come home? because they were all guys like me. i'm going to go downstairs to bed. oh, wait for me. i'm coming with you. oh, no, you're not! oh, for heaven's sake i left my clothes down there. . jim, could i have a beer over here? oh, sure, jack. hi, mr. roper. i told you to stay away from me. you have a