[theme music]
♪ Ah ah ah ♪
♪ Ah ♪
♪ Whatever happened to predictability ♪
♪ The milkman the paper boy ♪
♪ Evening TV ♪
♪ How did I get to living it here ♪
♪ Somebody tell me please ♪
♪ This old world's confusing me ♪
♪ Clouds as mean as you've ever seen ♪
♪ There ain't a bird who knows your tune ♪
♪ Then a little voice inside you whispers ♪
♪ Kid don't sell your dreams so soon ♪
♪ Everywhere you look ♪ ♪ Everywhere ♪
♪ There's a heart ♪ ♪ There's a heart ♪
♪ A hand to hold on to ♪
♪ Everywhere you look ♪ ♪ Everywhere ♪
♪ There's a face ♪
♪ Of somebody who needs you ♪
♪ Everywhere you look ♪
♪ When you're lost out there ♪
♪ And you're all alone ♪
♪ A light is waiting to carry you home ♪
♪ Everywhere you look ♪
♪ Everywhere you look ♪
♪ Doobie doo ba bah dah ♪
[instrumental music]
Gobble, gobble, gobble, gobble, gobble.
Gobble, gobble, gobble, gobble, gobble.
Happy Thanksgiving, Michelle.
Today, you have an opportunity that only comes around once in your career as a baby.
You can blow everyone away at Thanksgiving dinner by uttering one simple word..
...Turkey.
Turkey.
Turkey, turkey, turkey, turkey.
Turkey, turkey, turkey.
I'm sorry. You don't need this kind of pressure, do you?
[snoring]
(Danny) 'Happy Thanksgiving.'
Why is there a butterball on my head?
Jesse, apparently your hair is some sort of baby magnet.
Man, it's 7 o'clock. It's a holiday.
'Good night.'
Jesse, I am sorry but I've got a little problem and I need to see you and Joey downstairs right now.
Argh!
Come on.
I gotta get a lock for my door.
‐ Ah. ‐ We're coming to some stairs.
I recommend you opening your eyes.
[snoring]
Joey, come on, wake up, buddy.
Good morning. How are you guys doing?
Boy, it's great to be alive!
Happy Thanksgiving, buddy.
Why can't you wake up grumpy and grouchy like normal people?
Because it's a beautiful day.
Boys, brace yourselves.
It's snowing in Tacoma.
No!
Boy, it's a good thing I didn't sleep through that news.
You don't understand, my mom lives in Tacoma and she's snowed in.
She was supposed to make our thanksgiving dinner for us.
It's no problem. We'll make that seven‐course meal ourselves.
How, you ask?
The miracle..
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...of Thanksgiving.
You..
[imitates trumpet fanfare]
...are a moron.
There's the miracle of Christmas and there's "Smokey Robinson and the miracles" there's "miracle whip.."
But there's no miracle of Thanksgiving, huh?
Oh, no? Suppose the pilgrims had landed in Florida..
We'd all be eating Flamingo.
All I know is...everything today has to be absolutely perfect.
Why?
Because it's the girls' first thanksgiving without their mother.
Oh, that's right, man. It's gotta be rough on them.
We gotta, we gotta make this a fun day.
We gotta make it a great day for these girls.
And it will be.
‐ You know why? ‐ Why?
The miracle..
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...of Thanksgiving.
Now let's get in there and cook!
Right and right after that, we'll hunt for eggs left by the Thanksgiving bunny.
Okay, everything's on the table and ready for cooking.
What should we make first?
Reservations.
I know this looks a little intimidating but families all over this great country are turning these raw ingredients into a thanksgiving feast.
Maybe we should go have dinner with one of them.
Nobody panic. We've got cookbooks.
If you can read English, you can cook.
For instance, "basic bread stuffing."
"Melt 1/3 cup butter in a heavy skillet."
That's easy. On the stove, right?
No, no, no, we stick the butter on a rocket ship and send it to the sun.
Alright, guys, stay with me here.
"Add 1/4 cup finely minced onion."
Uh‐oh.
We've got three different kinds of onion here.
Uh‐oh.
Are there any pictures?
Well, here's one of Betty Crocker but they cut her off above the onions.
‐ Aww. ‐ Aww.
Okay. "Stir in four cups bread crumbs.
"See pages 35 to 37.
"Two cups chicken stock. See pages 46 to 48.
"One pound pork sausage.
See pages 78 to 81.."
Stuffing is highly overrated.
Hey, mister, what happened to the miracle..
Doo doo doo‐do, with the horn thing at Thanksgiving?
If we can get a restaurant reservation on Thanksgiving..
...there's your miracle.
Right.
Happy Thanksgiving!
Happy Thanksgiving!
Look out. Here comes big bad Bikomola.
Michelle. Michelle.
Pop a wheelie. Pop a wheelie.
'Alright!'
See? Taught her everything I know.
Oh.
Girls, I have a little bad news.
It's snowing up North and grandma can't make it.
‐ Aww. ‐ Oh, no.
But don't worry because we're gonna go to the best restaurant in town and have a super great Thanksgiving feast.
Okay, it's quiz time. How is Thanksgiving gonna be?
Super great!
Ding ding ding ding ding! That's correct.
And now D. J. to tie, how is Thanksgiving gonna be?
[imitates buzzer] Time's up.
What do I win?
Steph, how could you say that sounds "super great?"
I think the idea stinks.
Can I change my vote?
D.J., what's wrong?
Mom always cooked us a home‐cooked meal for Thanksgiving.
Don't you think we should have Thanksgiving here?
Yeah, we're just a little bit nervous about turning all this food into something that can still be eaten.
Last year, mom taught me how to make her picture‐perfect pumpkin pie.
'So I can make that.'
And I can help.
And I talked to grandma last night on the phone and she was gonna put me in charge of the turkey anyways so I can handle that too.
If I help.
D.J., you're right.
Guys, we can do this.
I am gonna make that stuffing.
Alright. And you know what, fellas?
It just so happens I can do amazing things with a yam.
And in many parts of the world I am known as Mr. Vegetable.
‐ Uh‐huh. ‐ Uh‐huh.
Give me my kid.
Oh, I'm feeling the miracle.
The miracle..
[trumpet imitation]
...of Thanksgiving.
Can you feel it?
(All) We feel it!
Yes.
Are you ready?
(All) We're ready!
Now let's cook.
[funk music]
♪ I never met a girl who makes me feel the way that you do ♪
♪ You're alright ♪
♪ Whenever I'm asked who makes my dreams real ♪
♪ I say that you do ♪
♪ You're outta sight ♪
♪ So fee fi fo fum ♪
♪ Look out baby 'cause here I come ♪
♪ I'm makin' you a love that's true ♪
♪ So get ready ♪
♪ Get ready ♪
♪ I'm gonna try to make you love me too ♪
♪ So get ready ♪
♪ So get ready ♪
♪ 'Cause here I come ♪
♪ Get ready 'cause here I come ♪
♪ Get ready 'cause here I come ♪ Alright, girls. Let's go. Here we go.
♪ Ba dum ba dum bump ♪
♪ Yeah ♪
We should have been the new monkees.
Ladies and gentlemen, the miracle..
[trumpet fanfare]
...of Thanksgiving.
The little miracle that who made it all possible, D. J.!
‐ Alright, Deej. ‐ Thank you.
I couldn't have done it without you guys.
Okay, guys, go carve the turkey.
Ladies, please be seated at our Thanksgiving table.
Michelle, what are they gonna carve?
Turkey.
Turkey, turkey, turkey, turkey.
This is so much better than a restaurant.
Yeah. I hate those booster seats.
They squeeze my tush.
Jess, we got a problem here.
Let me try.
[tapping]
It's frozen.
I had no idea you two were so good in the kitchen.
'The turkey, the pie.'
You should open up a restaurant and just support me the rest of my life.
[whispering] Frozen. It's frozen.
I'm so glad this worked out so perfect.
Now I wasn't sure if I could pull it off but it turned out just the way mom cooked it last year.
Do you think she would have been proud of me?
Oh, I'm sure she would have been, honey.
[instrumental music]
Excuse me a second. I'll be right back.
You two stay right here.
Is there something wrong with my turkey?
‐ Uh...no. No. ‐ There's, uh..
No turkey problem here at all.
‐ This is a very happy bird. ‐ Yeah.
He's happier than heck to be dead right here in our kitchen.
In fact, I'm just gonna shove that sucker back in the oven for just a couple more minutes.
Are you sure there's nothing wrong with my turkey?
Oh, of course, honey.
You know what what a nut I am about that extra crispy skin.
Well, dad, don't overcook it.
You don't want it to get dry.
There's no danger of that happening, D. J.
[doorbell rings]
Oh, my gosh! Someone's at the door.
'Who's gonna get it?'
I don't know.
‐ Let's all go get it. ‐ Let's all go get it.
Come on, girls, let's go see who came to visit us on Thanksgiving day.
Coming. Yes, yes, yes.
‐ Hi. ‐ Hi.
Must be your friends, Jesse.
No, not yet. Come in.
Hi. I'm Paula and this is my sister, Alexandra.
Hi, I'm Danny Tanner and these are my kids Michelle and D. J. and Stephanie.
And that's Jesse and Joey.
‐ Hi. ‐ Hi.
‐ Hi. ‐ Hi. Who are you?
Uh, isn't this 1882, Girard?
Girard way, avenue, street, place, or lane?
I'm not sure. Uncle Henry just moved to town.
Could we use your phone?
We're already late, and this hot turkey's getting cold.
Hot turkey. Sure. Come on in.
There's the phone right over there.
Great.
Uh...girls, take Michelle and go upstairs and wash your hands.
Why? They're clean.
'Yeah, but they're not Thanksgiving clean.'
Go, go, go. Go.
Men, this is the miracle of thanksgiving.
That turkey was meant for us.
Oh, I've got a feeling that may come as a surprise to the young ladies.
There's only one person who can convince these women to stay for dinner.
I don't know, fellas. It's gonna be a little rough.
I mean, it would be easier if it was like, say one girl with a chicken and on Groundhog's day.
Jesse, just think of little D. J.'s face when she goes into the kitchen and sees a turkey ice sculpture in the oven.
Alright, okay. I'll give it a shot.
But I'm gonna need a few things.
You. You dim the lights.
Joey, go get some drinks.
I'll get us some traditional pumpkin margaritas.
‐ Alright. I'll surprise you. ‐ Get out of here.
Thank you. I'm really sorry if we interrupted your dinner.
Oh, dinner? What a coincidence!
I was just gonna talk about dinner.
See, I figured, why spend dinner over at Uncle Hank's house which by the way, you can't even find.
When fate has kind of dropped you and your bird if you will, here in our laps?
Because our husbands wouldn't like it.
Oh.
Ball's in your court.
Uh..
I'll give you $100 for that turkey.
Excuse me?
125.
You want to buy our turkey?
You bet. 140.
‐ This is crazy. ‐ 150.
Let's talk.
[whistling]
Uh‐oh.
Oh.
Oh, no.
[babbling incoherently]
(Jesse) 'Joey!'
[muffled] Just a minute.
[grunting]
[mumbling]
[screaming]
[screaming]
[imitating siren]
Gobble, gobble, gobble.
What planet have we landed on?
I'm not sure but I think I hear Uncle Henry calling.
‐ Good luck. ‐ Wait.
175. You can keep the stuffing.
200.
[screaming]
What is it, Lassie? What is it, girl?
Did grandpa fall in the river again?
What?
Whoa, whoa, whoa!
‐ 'Oh, my God.' ‐ What?
‐ We can't even see. ‐ Alright. Be careful.
The thing's on fire.
Oh, my gosh.
I love that crispy skin.
What happened?
It's all my fault, honey.
I just...your turkey was a little frozen so I shoved it in the oven and I‐I'm an idiot I cranked it up all the way.
My turkey was frozen?
D.J., it's all my fault.
It was frozen. I didn't defrost it enough.
Don't feel bad.
At least we still can have the pie‐‐ Pie.
Tell me that didn't happen.
That didn't happen.
Yes, it did.
I ruined mom's picture‐perfect pumpkin pie.
And I ruined the turkey.
‐ I'm gonna go talk to D. J. ‐ Alright.
[muffled] And I'll go talk to Stephanie.
Whoa, whoa, wait. I'll talk to Stephanie.
‐ Here, you take Michelle. ‐ Okay.
Oh, by the way, you got a bottle stuck on your tongue.
[muffled] Another miracle..
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...of Thanksgiving!
Turkey!
Dad, you don't have to tell me.
I know I ruined Thanksgiving for everyone.
You didn't ruin anything.
I let mom down.
Why?
Because of the turkey?
D.J., mom knew Thanksgiving wasn't about turkeys.
It's about family and about being thankful for what we have.
I'm thankful I've got you.
You're the one who pulled us all together tonight.
You're just trying to make me feel better.
‐ Is it working? ‐ No.
You think you feel bad. I feel worse.
‐ You couldn't. ‐ Oh, yeah?
Wait till I tell you what's been going on.
I felt so bad about your frozen turkey that I offered those ladies $200 for theirs.
Dad, that's crazy.
You should've just told me the truth and given me the $200.
And that would've made me feel better.
Thanks for making me feel better.
You're welcome.
Sometimes you remind me so much of your mom.
You always have a smile for me when I need one.
Yeah, well, like mom said smiles are free, so give them away.
(Steph) 'Uncle Jesse, are you still here?'
No, I left.
You can come out of the closet now.
'Nice try.'
Alright, that's it. I'm coming in there with you. Look out.
Whoa, ah. Ow.
[grunts]
Hi.
I broke the pie.
Oh, that's alright. People break things all the time.
It's okay, no big deal. Everybody makes mistakes.
Not pie mistakes.
Even pie mistakes. You know what?
I'm gonna show you a mistake I made when I was your age.
Hop on my back. Come on, I'll give you a piggyback ride.
Hop on. There we go.
It's kind of fun hanging out in the closet.
You don't get out much, do you?
Alright, come here.
Now you settle down here and be prepared to be amazed at my stupidity.
Here, come on, sit on my lap.
‐ Okay. ‐ Alright.
Take a look at that.
Who's that goofy‐looking guy with silly hair and big ears?
I don't have big ears.
They're fine now that your head's bigger.
Why is your hair so lopsided?
Well, that's the thing, see?
When I was five and your mom was ten I let her cut my hair because she said she was in beauty school.
‐ And you believed her? ‐ Well, I said I was five.
I'm five and I wouldn't fall for that.
Well, maybe you're just a little smarter than I am.
Huh? You a little uncle biter, huh?
‐ Look at this one. ‐ Oh, yeah.
Hey.
Who's that little girl with you?
That's your mommy.
She's pretty, isn't she?
Yeah.
What's she holding?
Well, in one hand she's holding her scissors and in the other hand, she's holding about 95% of my hair.
[Steph laughing]
Oh, yeah, that's for Halloween, huh?
Hey. How you guys doing?
‐ We're cool. ‐ We're fine.
Let's go have some black turkey and some pie a la floor.
Okay but can we make a new pie?
Sure, Steph.
I promise not to drop it.
And I promise not to freeze it.
‐ Okay, let's go. ‐ Okay.
Come on, let's go eat.
I'm hungry.
You missed a great thanksgiving, sis.
‐ You coming? ‐ Yeah. Yeah, let's go.
Wait, look at this.
I forgot how much the girls look like Pam when she was their age.
Yeah, right. Come on, let's go, man.
Wait a second. You wanna talk?
No. Why would I wanna talk? Come on, let's go.
Jesse, it's okay if you're hurting.
I'm not hurting, I'm hungry. I wanna go eat.
Let's go, please.
You know, I hadn't thought about this but this must be real hard on you.
You've spent more Thanksgivings with Pam than any of us.
Hey, what does it take to get through to you?
I don't wanna have this conversation, okay?
So leave me alone.
Okay. Fine.
I'll be just moseying along.
But if you wanna talk..
...you know my home number.
When is it going to stop hurting, man?
[instrumental music]
I‐I keep thinking the pain's gonna go away but it doesn't.
When I see pictures of her, I think of her..
I get this feeling. This empt..
[sighs]
I know that feeling, Jesse.
And I don't think it ever completely goes away.
Sometimes it's easier but on days like this, it's real hard.
But you don't have to go through this alone.
I'm missing her, man.
It's, it's hard for me to talk about it.
Talking about it, that's what helps me.
Talking about the memories.
That's what keeps her in your heart.
‐ Yeah? ‐ Yeah.
You know, everybody knows the story about how I got my hair all chopped up and everything but I bet you don't know how I retaliated.
Look at this.
Did you ever see your wife with red, white and blue hair?
I think she looks cute.
How'd you do this?
Well, picture this, man.
It was the middle of the night.
Two things of finger‐paints and vanilla pudding.
[laughing]
I was a wicked little five year old, wasn't I?
I'm glad you're here, Jesse.
Lord, as we gather this Thanksgiving we wanna thank you for this bountiful yet slightly overcooked, reheated meal.
(all) Amen!
But what we're most thankful for is being part of a family who really loves each other.
(all) Amen!
And god bless my mom and dad who are in Orange County with all my dad's goofy relatives.
(all) Amen!
And I'd just like to say that I'm happy to be a part of this family and God bless my dad and his third wife..
...Janice.
And to my mom who's on a Thanksgiving gambling junket to Atlantic City.
7 come 11, mom.
(all) Amen!
Carve the turkey, dad.
My pleasure.
Okay, who wants white meat?
‐ I do. I want some! ‐ Me.
Scratch the white meat.
We have dark meat and really dark meat.
‐ Yeah. ‐ Yeah.
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