something's wrong. i'm worried.
where?
uncle maurice? are you kidding? he hates walking.
what is it?
oh my god.
put out a p.b.s.  or whatever it's called.
sergeant, i'm a psychologist and i know the difference between normal whims people have and actions that clearly display psychological problems.  my uncle lost his wife and it devastated him.
i think my uncle is suffering from a condition called mania which is linked with depression. it is a time when an individual will act over-confident, and will act out impractical, grandiose plans. sometimes these plans can be dangerous.
a couple days to a few months if untreated.
thank you.
uncle maurice, you're wearing sneakers?
what's the occasion?
that won't be necessary.
we can talk on the way back -- i rented a car.
and your store? what about your new store? what about all your dreams?
i don't accept that.
uncle maurice -- i spent all our frequent flyer miles on a one way ticket here.  i have a rented car outside, just listen to me. come back with me now, and if you still want to do something like this in a year -- maybe we'll plan a car trip across the country -- gerald and i will come along --
it's impossible.
she was being symbolic. what if she asked you to fly to the moon?
what if you don't make it?
if you really want to do this.  plan it out. rest up. train for it. build up your body. plan every stop along the way. how much money? time? really do it properly. this is all so -- by the seat of your pants.
why did you take the back roads here? they're not safe. you'd know that if you'd planned.
if you can't redo these six hundred miles when you're rested and ready, how are you possible going to walk another two thousand-five hundred miles in your present condition?
uncle, the way i was told, if that police car didn't happen down that road, you would be dead right now. that guy denny, had jumped bail in another state, he's dangerous.  they'll be other dennys, if you don't plan.
ellen, deserves you to do this right. really make it -- if you're going to do it. she deserves it.
do you want this? it's a long ride.
we'll figure everything out when we get there.  oh, he's going to need a lot of help with this.  he wasn't even going to come with me, i had to tell him that he could do the walk later if he plans well.  i know, but by that time i'll have gotten him some treatment.  i just want to get back home before he changes his mind.
you want something to eat?
i know you're feeling a lot of emotions right now. it's okay to be mad. it's okay to feel helpless. it's part of the healing process. i understand. i do.
he was exhausted -- slept the whole way.
uncle maurice we're home.  uncle maurice.
uncle maurice?
yes i understand, it does sound humorous, but this is a very serious situation.
why am i such an authority?
i received my b.s. from the university of pennsylvania, my p.h.d. from bryn mawr college. i worked three years at the boston university school of medicine, during which time i had articles printed in the "journal of educational psychology", "american journal of psychology", "psychology review" and "science".  so i think it's safe to say my opinion is valid.
look, please find him for me.  officer, i tried.  but i brought back the wrong person.
stop laughing!
he says he admires him.
i can't believe it.
my god.
maybe later.
i don't think you realize how serious this is uncle.
what?
listen to me very carefully, because i don't want you to misunderstand me.  the walk is over uncle maurice. done. finished. you've made it to california, it was a miracle, now let's try to save your life.
 "american journal of psychology", "psychological review", and "science", so i think it's safe to say my opinion is valid.
how does a grown man who can barely walk, just stroll out?.  this is not james bond here, this is my uncle who owns a bookstore, and gets outwitted by grade school kids pulling pranks!
let me tell you a story sergeant. there was a patient of mine who had a golden retriever, mac.  she loved mac, not like a pet, but like a family member. one day, she had to leave mac with 'friends', and wouldn't you know it, mac gets away and ends up falling into a sewer. my patient comes back -- goes nuts when she hears that mac has been in the sewer for over 48 hours. apparently the cop who found the dog didn't want to get his pants dirty. and neither did anyone else. so of course, my patient decides to go in after it.  she falls.  breaks her hip and lands next to her dead dog, who died of toxic fumes down there.
the moral of the story is.  she sued for a lot of money! she sued the friends, the city, and the officer for negligence on duty. she has no mac, no happiness, but she's very rich now.  that was a dog. we're talking about a human being.  i hope everyone clearly understands the chain of events that will occur if something should happen to my uncle, whom i love more than you can possibly imagine.  now sergeant i would like to know right now, if you're willing to get your pants dirty for my uncle?
scanning the crowded intersections through the open window of her moving taxi.
what happened with the museum sighting?
no.  no.
uncle maurice, please, we have to get you to a hospital.
i won't let you die.
he's almost dead. can't you see that! this has nothing to do with you.
touch him, and they'll be a riot.
 and i'll start it.