" She responded bitterly and mockingly: "Difficult? What""s so difficult about it? ""Goodbye."" It""s easy.What""s so hard about saying goodbye?" He whistled for a taxi, and one stopped instantly: "Wow! Thanks" she exclaimed, and then asked to be taken to her residence at 312 Riverside Drive.Murtaugh defended himself: "The way I see it, those are slave ships out there and I""m freeing slaves." She muses about her beloved:The moment I saw him smileI knew he was just my styleMy only regret is we""ve never metThough I dream of him all the whileEsther ambles over to the window seat, sitting and looking out over the neighbor""s place in the direction of the Boy-Next-Door ("at 5133") as she continues singing about her crush on he teenager who lives closeby:How can I ignore the Boy Next Door?I love him more than I can sayDoesn""t try to please me, doesn""t even tease meAnd he never sees me glance his wayAnd though I""m heartsore, the Boy Next DoorAffection for me won""t displayI just adore him, so I can""t ignore himThe Boy Next DoorDuring the playing of the song""s melody, Esther primps and prances in front of the hallway mirror, and then does a little dance with herself at the foot of the stairs.Alice ""awoke"" and noticed Sheila having trouble during their shared nightmare:When Sheila smeared the red ink into her paper o try to clean it up, her hand plunged into her desk, and then when her hand was released, a mechanical, robotic claw-like hand burst from the hole in her desk and grabbed her face.She asked: "Why is it I can""t get it on with the good guys?" Superman raced at supersonic speed to the Army missile headed eastward, finally caught up to it, tilted it upward, and sent it off-course into the stratosphere.