Christmas in Connecticut

- And some more wine.
- Yes, sir.

Wake up.
Wake up.
What is it, a ship?
No, you was calling me "Garçon".
Who's Garçon?
Doggone you, Sink.
I was just having a wonderful dream.

- What about?
- What do you think?

- Food.
- What, again?

- Yeah, and you had to wake me up.
- I was lonely.

- What day is it?
- Wednesday.

- You said yesterday was Wednesday.
- Then it must be Thursday.

It must be.
So what?
Fifteen days.
Oh, boy, if I ever get out of this...
:02:49 first meal is gonna
be a humdinger.

A big, thick, juicy steak
with baked potatoes.

Asparagus with hollandaise sauce.
And chocolate cake and ice cream.
- That for me?
- No, this is for Seaman Sinkewicz.

This is for you, and you've got
a surprise tonight.

Turkey? Steak?
A lovely raw egg
floating in your milk.

"By America's best cook,
Elizabeth Lane.

Roast goose Bernoise
with walnut dressing...

...giblet gravy, cranberry..."
Did you enjoy your lunch,
honey boy?