02x11 - Pregnant Woman Are Unpredictable

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Lucy & Ricky Ricardo live in New York, while Ricky tries to succeed in show business -- Lucy who is always trying to help -- usually ends up in some kind of trouble that drives Ricky insane.
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02x11 - Pregnant Woman Are Unpredictable

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Oh, sweet little thing.

Coochie-coochie-coochie-
coochie-coochie-coochie-coochie.

Hi, hon...

Oh, hi.

Hey, what are you doing up so late?

Oh, I've been busy.

It's after : -- you got to get your
rest.

You're sleeping for two now, you
know.

I know, but this is very important.

See, the doctor gave me this book

and it's all about infant care,

and you have to practice with a doll,

so you know everything there is to do
before the baby gets here.

Oh.

You have to practice, too.

Really?
Yeah.

Isn't it cute?

Is this, uh...

little Scott or Pamela Ricardo?

Scott or Pamela...

Do you really like those names,
Ricky?

Now, Lucy!

For weeks we've been going over and
over and over

thousands of names.

I'm so confused, I don't know what my
name is.

Now, last night we decided finally,
both of us, that

the baby's name is going to be Scott
if it's a boy

and they just don't go with Ricardo.

All right, then, let's change
Ricardo.

That'd be easier.
No.

Now, look, this is nothing to joke
about, Ricky.

It's a terrible thing to go
through...

go through life with the wrong name--

the poor little baby.

All right, all right.

What are their names now?

Gregory or Joanne.

Good, Gregory or Joanne.

Isn't Gregory a beautiful name?

Yeah, honey, beautiful, uh-huh.

So is Joanne.

Joanne...

Jo-anne...

Ricky, do you really think Joanne...

Gregory or Joanne!

Now, Lucy, I don't care what you name
the baby,

but we got to get it settled.

Well, I'm not going to settle on just
any old thing.

I want the names to be unique and
euphonious.

Okay, Unique if it is a boy,

and Euphonious if it is a girl.

For your information, those are not
names, they're words.

Well, they're the prettiest ones
you've mentioned yet.

How about Gregory if it's a boy
and...

and Cynthia if it's a girl?

That's fine, honey.

Still, I always liked the name Philip
for a boy.

How about Philip for a boy...

And Morris if it's a girl?

Oh, Ricky!

Now, honey, forget about the names.

You're gonna go to bed, come on.

No, I'm not, not till we get this
settled.

I'll sleep late in the morning.

Lucy, you're going to bed.

No, no, honest, I'll go back to bed

right after I get your breakfast.

You're not going to get my breakfast.

Who is?

I am, and what's more,

I'm going to get your breakfast, too.

Oh, really?

Absolutely.

There's nothing too good for the
mother of my child.

Oh, honey!

Come on, honey, you got to take it
easy.

Now, come on, you got to go to bed.

Come on.
Okay.

Oh, Ricky!

I've got the perfect names, something
very simple:

John or Mary.

That's fine, honey.

John or Mary.

Oh, I'm glad that's settled.

Good.

Ricky?

Ricky?

Good morning, honey.

Good morning.

Just getting ready to cook you
breakfast.

Oh, I forgot about that.

Well.

Are you hungry?

Oh, starved.

After all, I'm eating for me

and little Romeo or Juliet.

Romeo or Juliet?

Yeah. Aren't they beautiful names?

What happened to John and Mary?

Well, I got to thinking last night--
Mary's all right,

but every Tom, d*ck and Harry's named
John.

All right, I give up.

What do you want for breakfast?

Oh...

How about waffles?

Oh, no, honey, don't bother.

But you like them so much.

Oh, but they're too much trouble.

Well, won't be any trouble for you.

You just stay right here and take it
easy,

and I'll take care of everything.

Oh!
I want you to have your favorite
breakfast:

waffles.

Okay.

I'll have them for you in a jiffy.

All right.

You just stay there and rest now.

I will, dear.
All right.

Lucy?

Yeah?

Where's the waffle iron?

It's in that cabinet under the sink.

Oh.

It's not there, honey.

Are you sure, dear?

Yeah.
Did you look way in the back?

Yeah, I looked all over the place.
Not there.

Well, I must have put it up here.

Hey, honey, wait, wait!

Honey, you can't climb up that.

You're supposed to be resting.

Okay.

I know I saw it around here this
morning someplace.

Ricky!

Oh, there it is!

Yeah. What are you trying to do,
start a fire?

Honey, I didn't even see it.

I just plugged the coffeepot...

Oh.

Well, uh, you go on to bed.

I'll fix you waffles.

Okay.

Lucy?

Yeah?

Where's the waffle mix?

It's in that cupboard with the flour
and the cereals.

I know, honey, it isn't there.

Are you sure?

Yeah, honey, I looked all over the
place.

You looked up in here behind the
cans?

I looked up in there and every place,
it's not there.

Well, I don't know where else it
could be.

What's this?

Oh, waffle mix.

Yeah.

How did that get there?
Magic.

Lucy?

Where's the salt?

Ricky, do me a favor, will you?

Don't cook breakfast for me this
morning.

I'm not strong enough.

Hi, Rick.

Oh, hiya, Fred.

What're you doing?

Well, I was...

I was cooking breakfast for Lucy.

Attaboy, we got to take care of Lucy
and little Fred.

Well, uh, don't count on the baby
being called Fred.

She's changed her mind every three
seconds.

Naturally. That's because she's gonna
have a baby.

Do they all act that way?

Of course.
Expectant mothers are

the most unpredictable creatures in
the world.

Yeah, well, Lucy sure is.

You know, I got up this morning

and I offered to cook her waffles.

And then suddenly, for no reason at
all,

she said she doesn't want me to cook
her breakfast.

Oh?

I'm telling you, being an expectant
father

is pretty tough on a man.

Yeah, but you got to go along with
it.

Sure. In a minute or so,

she'll probably say that she wants
breakfast.

So, I'll just forget her
unpredictable behavior

and turn the other chick.

Chick?

Yeah.

Is that what you're having for
breakfast?

Chick, chick-- the outside of your
face.

Oh... cheek!

That's what I said.

You want to help me?

Sure, I'll help you.

Get me some milk and some eggs there,
will you?

Sure.

Lucy?

Lucy?

Hi.

Hi!

Having breakfast in bed!

Yeah. Ricky and Fred cooked waffles
for me this morning.

They did?

How were they?

Well, I don't know.
You want to try one?

How could they serve you a thing like
that?

They said this one turned out

better than the others.
Oh, no.

Yeah, they explained that the
charcoal

would be good for the baby's teeth.

I suppose they left a few dishes in
the kitchen.

Come on, let's see.

Okay.

Oh, Lucy!

Now, you think they'd get one good
waffle out of all this.

Oh, well.

I'll help you clean it up.

Whoo!

Ho, hum.

This is a fine way for you to rest.

Oh, I really don't mind.

Ricky meant well.

It's just the idea that counts.

Yeah.

This shows how much he loves me.

You know, it's amazing the way he
fusses over me

and takes care of me since we've been
expecting the baby.

Well, that's one thing you can be
sure of.

Ricky really loves you all right.

Yeah.

Ethel.

What?

Now that I think of it,

he never treated me this nice when it
was just me.

What do you mean?

It's just the baby he loves.

Oh, don't be silly.

It is, it's little Sharon or
Pierrepont.

That's all that counts.

Oh, Lucy, you're just being crazy.

I am not.

You are, too.

He's only taking care of me because
of the baby.

He doesn't love me.

Now, Lucy...

I don't count at all.

After the baby's born, I'll just be
forgotten.

Oh, that's not true.

It is so true.

I'll be just like a salmon.

I'll swim upstream, spawn, and never
be heard from again!

Ricky? Ricky?

Oh, hi, Ethel.

Where have you been?

I've been trying to get hold of you
all afternoon.

Oh, I was out shopping all day.

I brought Lucy some presents.

Lucy? Oh, thank goodness for that.

Why, what's the matter?

She's been moping around all day.

She's got a crazy idea that instead
of being...

Hi, honey.

Hello.

I-I-I brought some presents for you.

For me?

Yeah.

Here, honey.

Open that one.

Just what I've always wanted.

It's a rattle.

Yeah.

Here, honey, open that one.

Does this do anything for me, Ethel?

Now, Lucy.

Honey, it's for the baby.

Oh, yes, of course.

I should've rea...

Oh, oh, then, these are for me.

No, no, honey, those are for the
baby, too.

You don't seem to get the idea.

I get the idea all right.

Thanks for the presents.

Well, now, what's the matter?

I can't figure her out these days.

She's upset; she thinks all you care
about is the baby

and that you don't love her anymore.

Why, that's ridiculous.


Only this morning I fixed her
breakfast in bed.

That's because she's gonna have a
baby.

She wants you to do something for
her.

What do you mean?

Well, why don't you take her out for
an evening?

Take her dining, take her dancing.

Dancing?

In her condition?

Sure. Why not?

Well, all right,

if you think it's the thing to do.

Sure, I'd love to take her out dining
and dancing.

I'll take her down to the club
tonight.

Oh, that's great.

Uh, why don't you take another couple
along?

You know, just to make it a real
happy foursome?

Anyone special you have in mind?

We'd love to.

Lucy?

Yeah?

This just came for you.

For me?

It looks like a corsage.

Sure, open it.

Oh, Ethel, look!

It's an orchid.

Oh, isn't it beautiful?

"My darling,

no flower I could send would be half
as lovely as you."

I wonder who it's from.

Isn't it signed?

Yeah, it says Ricky, but Ricky who?

Ricky Ricardo.

Oh.

Well, then it must be for the baby.

Now, Lucy, stop being silly.

You know this is for you.

For little old me?

I mean, little old big me?

Mrs. Ricardo?

Yes?
A package for you.

Thank you.

Ethel, look, candy!

Oh, boy.

"Darling, sweets to the sweet.

Devotedly, lover boy."

Aw, isn't that cute?

I wonder who this is from.

Now, Lucy...

Well, I suppose it's from Ricky.

You know darn well it is.

Well, it could be from somebody else,
you know,

except that I happen to recognize his
handwriting,

and I don't know any other lover boy.

Hello?

Hello, sweetheart.

How's my beautiful girl?

Uh... what number were you calling,
please?

Lucy, this is me-- lover boy.

Who is it?
Who is it?

It's the same crazy fool

that sent the flowers and candy.

What were you calling about, please?

I just miss you, that's all.

Do you?

Yeah. I want to talk to you.

How are you?

Oh, I'm fine. How are you?

Fine, honey.

Listen, I hate to think of not seeing
you tonight.

So, why don't you come down to the
club

and have dinner with me, huh?

He wants me to come down to the club
and have dinner with him.

Oh, I'd love to, dear.

Good. I'll get a nice ringside table

and you can stay afterwards and we
can dance for a while.

And dancing afterward.

Oh, that would be wonderful, darling.

Good. You want to ask Fred and Ethel
to be with us?

Okay.

Ethel...
We'd love to.

You'd love to what?

I haven't asked you anything yet.

Oh, uh, well, uh, what were you going
to ask me?

Would you like to go with us?

Yes, we'd love to.

They'd love to.

Good. I'll see you around : , huh?

All right.

Good-bye, angel.

Good-bye, sweetheart.

I love you.

He loves me. Me!

Oh, isn't this fun?

I haven't been dancing in ages.

Oh, we ought to do this more often.

Oh, boy, I love to dance,

but I haven't danced in a while.

I'm a little out of condition.

A little out of condition?

He puffs so much,

it's like dancing with a steam
engine.

Steam engines always puff

when they're pushing a heavy load.

Is that so?

Now, listen, Fred...

Now, now, now, wait a minute,

you two, no bickering.

I'm having a wonderful time.

I don't want anything to spoil this
evening.

We're not bickering, that's how we
make love.

Lucy, this is our dance.

Oh, do you mind, Ethel?

No. Go ahead, trip the heavy
fantastic.

Ethel...

I got to hand it to you.

You sure were right.

Yeah. All she wanted was a little
attention.

She's so happy.

Yeah. Listen.

Do you think Fred will mind if I cut
in on him?

This is our favorite number.

No, go ahead.

May I?

Heaven

I'm in heaven

And my heart beats so that I can
hardly speak

And I seem to find the happiness I
seek

When we're out together dancing cheek
to cheek

Heaven

I'm in heaven

And the cares that hung around me

Through the week

Seem to vanish like a gambler's lucky
streak

When we're out together dancing cheek
to cheek

Oh, I love to climb a mountain

And to reach the highest peak

But it doesn't thrill me half as much

As dancing cheek to cheek

Oh, I love to go out fishing

On a river or a creek

Yeah, man!

I don't enjoy it half as much

As dancing cheek to cheek

Dance with me

I want my arms around you

The charm about you

Will carry me through

Heaven

I'm in heaven

And my heart beats so that I can
hardly speak

And I seem to find the happiness I
seek

When we're out together dancing

Cheek to cheek.

Oh, isn't this fun?

You were the handsomest couple on the
floor.

Well, that's because

I was dancing with my lovely wife.

Honey, what's the matter?

Oh, she's crying 'cause she's
so happy.

Are you?

No.

Honey, what's wrong?

You haven't mentioned the baby once
tonight.

You don't love little Robert or
Madelyn.
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