♪ Sunday, Monday, happy days ♪
♪ Tuesday, Wednesday,
happy days ♪
♪ Thursday, Friday, happy days ♪
♪ The weekend comes,
my cycle hums ♪
♪ Ready to race to you ♪
♪ These days are ours ♪
- ♪ Happy and free ♪
- ♪ Oh, happy days ♪
♪ These days are ours ♪
- I Share them with me I
- S Oh, baby I
♪ Good-bye, gray sky,
hello, blue ♪
♪ There's nothing can hold me
when I hold you ♪
♪ It feels so right
it can't be wrong ♪
♪ Rocking and rolling
all week long ♪
(organ solo plays
over rhythmic handclaps)
♪ Sunday, Monday, happy days ♪
♪ Tuesday, Wednesday,
happy days ♪
♪ Thursday, Friday, happy days ♪
♪ Saturday, what a day ♪
♪ Groovin' all week with you ♪
♪ These days are ours ♪
- ♪ Share them with me ♪
- ♪ Oh, happy days ♪
♪ These days are ours ♪
- I Happy and free I
- S Oh, baby I
♪ These happy days
are yours and mine ♪
♪ These happy days are yours ♪
♪ And mine, Happy Days! I
Happy Days is filmed
before a studio audience.
♪ You've got the lips
that I'm mad about ♪
♪ Wah, wah-ooh I
♪ I got the lips
that will knock you out ♪
♪ Oh, wild one,
be wild about me ♪
Take it, guys.
II
♪ You little doll,
all you do is play ♪
♪ Wah, wah-ooh I
♪ You got a new baby every day ♪
♪ Someday, it's gonna be ♪
♪ Me, me, and only me ♪
♪ Yeah, wild one ♪
♪ I'll make you settle down ♪
♪ Settle down ♪
♪ Now, wild one ♪
♪ Well, I'll clip your wings
and things ♪
♪ You got the lips
that I'm mad about ♪
♪ Wah, wah-ooh I
♪ I got the lips
that will knock you out ♪
♪ Oh, wild one,
be wild about me ♪
♪ Come on, wild one,
be wild about me. ♪
(song ends, crowd cheering)
Let's hear it for Milwaukee's
velvet cloud, Potsie Webber!
(crowd cheering)
I want a special hand for our
new drummer, Chachi Arcola!
Thank you, thank you very much.
All right,
that concludes this set.
But I want you to stick around,
because in the next set,
we're gonna have Leather
Tuscadero and the Suedes!
-(cheering)
- Okay.
And the band!
Us!
We're-we're gonna have
the group!
The-the guys who play
the instruments!
We got to get a name, guys.
Hey, Pots, see those two cuties
over there?
Oh, yeah. One of them
crossed her eyes at me.
You know what that means.
Yeah, the other one's mine.
- Oh, hi, Joanie.
- Oh, Rich, hi.
Aren't Mom and Dad
coming tonight?
Oh, yeah, they're gonna be here.
They're having dinner
with that friend of Dad's
and his new wife.
But they said they'd be here
for the second set.
Aw, darn, not the second show.
I mean, that's when
all the hunks show up.
Looks like another
hunkless evening.
You've been annoyed
all the way over here.
Now, I don't know
why Wally divorcing Corrine
should bother you.
Well, Corrine happens to be
my good friend.
He dumped her
for a child bride.
Oh, Marion, she's an adult.
Oh, sure, all adults say,
"Oh, neato.
"So nice to meet you, Marion.
"Neato!
My first French restaurant!
Oh! oh!"
Marion, you're making a scene.
Besides, you're exaggerating.
She may have said "neato," but
her feet never left the ground.
- Hi, hi, hi, hi.
- Hi, Al.
You look so dashing
and elegant tonight.
Especially you, Mrs. C.
Alfred, what would you call
a -year-old man who marries
a -year-old girl?
I'd call him a lucky guy.
Alfred, I'm surprised at you.
A cradle robber.
I would call him
a cradle robber.
That's not cradle robbing.
She happens to be
a -year-old schoolteacher
who's a very lovely young woman.
And who goes,
"Neato, neato, neato!"
She does?
Wh-What-What'll you guys have?
Well, I'll just have
some hot tea.
Me, too, Al. Thanks.
You know, you were
staring at her all evening.
Lemon or milk with your tea?
I was not staring,
I was just looking.
Now, there is a difference
between staring and looking.
Milk or lemon?
Yes, you look at me;
you were staring at her.
I'll bring lemon and milk.
I wasn't staring,
I was just being friendly.
Thank you, sweetheart.
Just being friendly again, dear?
Marion, I didn't even
look at her.
I know, but it was the way
you didn't even look at her.
Oh...
Hi, Mom, Dad.
I'm glad you could make it.
- Richard.
- Hello, Richard.
I think.
Well, how was the dinner party?
- Fine.
- Oh, just dreadful.
Huh?
Your mother's got a headache.
Your father's friends
gave it to me.
Okay. Uh, I hate to rush off.
(chuckles)
I don't want to spoil
your evening or anything.
(toots note)
Poor Corrine.
She was loving and loyal
to Wally for years.
No, they were never happy,
Marion.
As a matter of fact,
it was Corrine who filed
for the divorce.
Are you gonna rob the cradle
when I'm over the hill, Howard?
-(drumroll)
- Ladies and gentlemen,
now for our second set
of the evening,
I want to hear
a very warm welcome home
for Leather Tuscadero
and the Suedes!
(crowd cheering)
(rock music playing)
♪ Well, a little lady was raised
down in Baton Rouge ♪
- ♪ Wah-ooh ♪
- ♪ She was fooled ♪
♪ She was born to lose ♪
- ♪ Wah-ooh ♪
- ♪ She could be seen ♪
♪ Keeping company
wherever she went... ♪
Would you mind?
He can't see the little girlies.
♪ She said, "I may be too young
to fall in love ♪
♪ But I'm still hanging round" ♪
♪ She said, "I may be too young
to fall in love ♪
♪ But I'm still hanging round" ♪
♪ I'm waiting for you ♪
♪ I'm just waiting for you ♪
♪ I said I'm waiting
for you, you ♪
♪ I'm just waiting for you ♪
II
♪ Well, you know what those ♪
- ♪ Louisiana nights will do ♪
- ♪ Wah-ooh ♪
♪ To a backstreet girl
with the Southern blues ♪
- ♪ Wah-ooh ♪
- ♪ have passed ♪
♪ Straight out of school ♪
- ♪ Wah-ooh ♪
- ♪ She was hard to handle ♪
♪ She was easy to fool,
they said ♪
♪ "Go, go, go, little lady" ♪
♪ Too old to scold
and too young to choose ♪
- ♪ Wah-ooh ♪
- ♪ The lady was fooled ♪
♪ Born to lose ♪
- ♪ Wah-ooh ♪
- ♪ And in town ♪
♪ They talk about her
down in Baton Rouge ♪
♪ She said,
"I may be too young ♪
♪ To fall in love,
but I'm still hanging round" ♪
♪ She said, "I may be too young
to fall in love ♪
♪ But I'm still hanging round,"
I'm waiting for you ♪
♪ I may be too young
to fall in love a'
♪ I'm just waiting for you ♪
♪ She said, I may be too young
to fall in love a'
♪ I said I'm waiting
for you, you ♪
♪ She said, I may be too young
to fall in love a'
♪ I'm just waiting for you ♪
♪ She said, I may be too young
to fall in love a'
♪ She said, I may be
too young to fall in love I'
♪ I'm just a-waiting for you ♪
♪ I may be too young
to fall in love a'
♪ She said, "I'm waiting
for you, you" ♪
♪ I may be too young
to fall in love a'
♪ I'm just waiting for you. ♪
(song ends)
Oh, Leather and the Suedes--
aren't they wonderful, Marion?!
Yes, they're okay.
Okay? They're better than okay.
They're terrific!
Howard Cunningham, if you think
those young cupcakes
are so wonderful,
maybe you should just stay here
with them!
I want you to hang around
for more
from Leather and the Suedes!
- Wait a minute!
- Uh...
He's going out
to tell all his friends!
Burnt toast.
Lumpy oatmeal.
I guess mom still has
her, uh, her headache?
She'll get over it.
You know, Richard, I've been
thinking about investing
in some beachfront property
down in Florida.
Then when it comes time
for me to retire,
your mother and I can just
move down there
and live among the palm trees.
Would you like that, Marion?
Drink your milk, Richard.
Oh, Howard, I think
that's a terrific idea!
I knew you'd like it,
sweetheart.
Dad, I hate to interrupt
your conversation,
but, uh, I'm gonna get
while the getting's good.
Dad, just better watch out
for her left.
(chuckles)
(clears throat)
Sweetheart, I got to stop off
at Hearn's Hardware Supply
and pick up a case
of sledgehammers,
so I'm gonna be
a little late tonight.
All right, Marion.
So Wally Moss married
a -year-old girl.
Now, what can I say, huh?
I'll see you tonight.
(sighs)
JOANIE:
Mom?
Oh, Mom, uh...
will you fix
the elastic on my beret?
Oh, where's my math book?
I left it on the table.
Oh, here's your math book, dear.
Just the way you like it,
nice and cold.
Mom!
Oh, I'm sorry, dear.
I'm just all turned around.
Oh.
- You know, you look tired.
- I do?
Yeah. Maybe you should start
taking naps after breakfast
like Grandma Kelp.
Grandma Kelp?
Mm. Well, I better go.
Binky Hodges is waiting
to carry my books for me.
See you, Mom.
Hope he has gloves.
- Joanie.
- Yeah?
Am I over the hill?
I'll bite. Are you?
- I'm not joking.
- Oh.
And what about your father?
Is he?
Dad? Over the hill?
Are you kidding?
He still plays catch
with Richie,
and he's still one of the guys.
Well, Binky's waiting, Mom.
I'll see you later.
Yeah, well, good-bye, dear.
Well, I guess Howard is
still one of the guys.
I used to be one of the girls.
Well, if he wants a young chick,
I can give him a young chick.
I can be like Peggy Sue.
Neato! Neato! Neato!
Oh, he's gonna dump me
for a youngie.
He's gonna
dump me for a youngie.
MEN: ♪ John Jacob
Jingleheimer Schmidt ♪
♪ His name is my name, too ♪
♪ Fa, la-la ♪
♪ Whenever you go out,
you can hear the people shout ♪
♪ "There goes John Jacob
Jingleheimer Schmidt" ♪
♪ Bop-bop-bop-bop-bop-bop-bop ♪
♪ John Jacob
Jingleheimer Schmidt... ♪
Dad, Dad.
- What?
- Five times is enough.
Oh.
But you're a great guy
to have around.
OTHERS:
Yeah!
You're really lots of fun.
OTHERS:
Yeah!
Well, that's the secret of
staying young, you know, Rich.
Having fun. Right, Al?
Yeah. You betcha, Howie.
Where's my dreamboat?
Ah, there he is.
Hi, there, leather cutie.
Come on, Howie, let's dance.
The night's young
and so are we.
Yeah.
Say, what do you say you and I
get together after
the concert, huh?
Oh, sure, Howie.
I'll just tell Fabian I'm busy.
Ah, the poor devil.
Can't b*at that
Howie charm, huh?
(chuckles):
You know it.
I'll catch you later.
Okay.
(chuckles)
(Al laughs)
Oh, boy.
Here you g , V-
(chuckles) And no charge.
The girls in the next booth
picked up the tab.
Aw, thank them for me,
will you, Al?
And tell them you'll put them
on my waiting list, huh?
I may have an opening
the beginning of the year.
You got it, Howie.
He's got it.
(girls squealing)
II
(Snaps fingers)
(Snaps fingers)
Hold it! Hold it! Hold it!
We're tearing
these girls apart, here.
All right, he's yours.
GIRLS:
Howie!
FONZIE:
Well...
I finally met my match.
I bend my thumb to you.
Aw, don't worry, Fonz.
Don't worry,
there's plenty to go around.
Yeah, I know, but, Howie...
I'm sorry. Sorry.
If you ever find yourself
getting tired
or that you got an excess,
would you send them my way?
You got it, Fonz.
Oh, whoa. Oh, whoa. Oh, whoa.
Ah, youth.
Oh, Howard,
what are you eating?
You'll spoil your dinner.
Oh, don't worry about it, Mom.
I'm gonna eat here.
What?!
I'm your wife, not your mother!
I'm still gonna eat here.
Ladies and gentlemen,
I have an announcement.
All the girls, once again,
have elected my dad,
Howie Cunningham,
the Biggest Hunk of the Year
award.
(crowd cheering)
Thank you, thank you.
Oh, I've lost my husband.
I've lost my husband.
FONZIE:
Hey, Mrs. C.,
I just came to fill my...
my thermos full of coffee.
What?
Mrs. C., I just came
to fill up my thermos.
Uh-oh, I caught you daydreaming,
huh, Mrs. C.?
Oh, Arthur, what am I gonna do?
Uh, about what, Mrs. C.?
About Howard running off
with a younger lady.
Whoa!
Hey, I-l don't think
my ears are in alignment.
Did you just say that Mr. C.
Is running off
with a younger lady?
Not a lady, a child.
I mean, he hasn't, yet,
but he is going to soon.
I don't think we're on
the same wavelength here.
- Oh, Arthur...
- Yeah?
- Arthur, tell me something.
- Yeah.
Don't all men
want to have a young chick
when their wives
get old and rickety?
- What?
- I mean, when they get all bored
with the same routine
day in and day out
and day out and day in
and year after year and women
get wrinkles and they get old
and they don't look
good anymore, gray hair.
Wait, wait, hold it. Whoa!
Men always look good
and distinguished.
All right, I think
that you're letting
your imagination run amok
with you here.
Now, in the first place,
Mrs. C., you're not old.
- I'm not old?
- No.
How about rickety?
Hey, you're not rickety, either.
Plant yourself, will you?
Now, look at that: no noise.
Let me tell you something.
If you think that your old man
is spinning his wheels,
you know,
there is no law, Mrs. C.,
against trying
something different, you know?
Springing something new on him
every now and then
to keep that fire burning,
so to speak.
Get my drift here?
You take it black, right?
- Oh, yes, thank you, Arthur.
- Yeah. All right.
You mean something different?
- Yes.
- Well, I don't
think that Howard
would go for...
Like what?
All right, couple of weeks ago,
uh, the Hooper triplets--
you know, my dates--
they wanted to try
something different.
They came over to my house
dressed as Huey, Dewey
and Louie, right?
And I got to tell you something,
I spent a month vacuuming...
vacuuming up those feathers,
uh, if you get my drift.
Oh, Arthur,
I couldn't dress up like a duck.
No, I-l guess not.
Mr. C. would have you
carted away.
All right, you don't
have to be as creative
as my chicks,
you know, but, uh...
-(snaps fingers)
- Hey, I heard a story once
about this, uh, this chick
Sherezee... Sherraza...
Scheherazade?
That's it.
The Arabian Nights?
Yeah, something like that.
Yes, I know that.
In order to save her life,
every night she read
the sheik a different story.
And she danced
and she pleased him
in many and various ways.
Yeah.
And he liked it so much
he started to forget about
lopping off her gourd, right?
- Yeah.
- Well, I guess
I could try something different
to save my gourd.
Are you kidding, Mrs. C.?
Mr. C. comes through
those doors, right there,
oh, you'll be right there
to put a snap
in his trunks, huh?
Oh, Arthur...
thank you.
- Hey.
'(Snaps fingers)
Oh, why not?
Neato. I'll do it.
I'm home, sweetheart.
I've only got time
for a quick bite.
I got to get back down
to the hardware supply house.
Would you believe they sent me
headless sledgehammers?
Did you hear me, Marion?
They sent me some
headless sledgehammers.
(chuckles)
Somebody stole
our dining room set.
What happened to my chair...?
Marion!
What's going on around here?
- Marion?
-(Arabian music playing)
Is that you, Marion?
I am the Princess Fatima.
(finger cymbals clinking)
Welcome to the garden
of delight...
my sheik.
I think maybe
I ought to come in again.
No!
Uh, stay right where you are,
my handsome devil.
The evening is ours.
It is just you and me, sahib.
The children are out.
I think you're out, too, Marion.
Oh, come on, Howard.
Just enjoy it.
Come on,
don't be a party pooper.
Well, at least
she's talking to me.
All right, Fatima,
what's for dinner?
The sheik's in a big hurry.
Couscous.
I think you're
the only one around here
who's "couscous," Marion.
My handsome devil has wit.
(finger cymbals clinking)
Now... make yourself
comfortable.
Well, why should
I sit on the floor
when we've got perfectly
good furniture... somewhere?
If you don't sit down,
you don't eat.
Oh...
Marion, I'll sit down
if you let go of my leg.
Now, where's the silverware?
I'm in a hurry.
What silverware?
I'm gonna feed you.
I'm not in that much of a hurry.
How about a grape, Howard?
Oh...
Let me tell you a story.
Many years ago in Arabia...
Marion, will you come back
to Milwaukee!
Now what's this all about?
Where did you get that outfit?
From Jenny Piccalo's mother.
She said she wouldn't be needing
it back until Veterans' Day.
(finger cymbals clinking)
Strange woman.
Both of you.
Oh, I wanted
the Little Bo Peep outfit,
but Mrs. Piccalo was wearing it.
That figures.
- Have a banana, Howard.
- Oh!
(muffled): Marion,
what are you trying to do to me,
for goodness sake?
-(phone ringing)
- Oh, isn't this fun?
I got to get the phone, Marion.
I haven't got time for this.
How about a grape?
Marion!
Oh, that's it!
Bit rough with me!
Is that you, Floyd?
Yeah, I'm on my way over there.
Yeah, I'm gonna bring down
the sledgehammers.
Marion, will you stop it
with the veil?
Nails?
No, I didn't say
anything about nails.
No, Fatima here is trying
to put a veil over...
Never mind, Floyd.
'G°°¢hy, goochy, goo!
-(laughs) Stop it.
-(laughing)
- Goochy, goochy, goo!
Stop it!
No, no, I'm not
laughing at you, Floyd.
Marion, will you go out
and feed the camel,
for goodness sake?
Marion, stop this!
This is an important call.
- Yeah, Floyd?
- Oh.
And I'm not important?
Uh-huh...
Floyd, can I call you back?
I got a handful of couscous.
Oh, Marion,
what is going on around here?
What's the matter with you?
Marion, will you stop
rearranging the furniture!
I'm sorry.
You want a fast dinner?
Right.
Here it is.
And if you don't like it,
maybe you and Wally Moss
can pick up a couple of chicks
and go and eat at Disneyland.
What on earth
are you talking about?
Well, that's what
you're planning, isn't it?
You're gonna dump me
and you're gonna get somebody
young and exciting
like little Peggy Sue
who will kindle your flame.
Neato.
My flame is kindled enough.
Now where did you ever get
a cockamamie idea like this?
Because you're bored
and because I... don't...
tickle your fancy anymore.
Don't tell me
you don't tickle my fancy.
I'll tell you that
and I'll tell you
something else.
You're gonna dump me
because I'm middle-aged.
Well, of c...
...of course you're middle-aged.
- Oh...
- And so am I.
And it was always my plan
that we would grow old together.
But in a larger room.
Marion, I am perfectly content
to live out my life with you.
Oh, Howard.
That's the nicest thing
you've ever said to me.
Oh, what am I doing
in this silly outfit?
My husband loves me.
- Come here.
-(finger cymbals clinking)
Well, one thing's for sure:
we raised a smart family.
Now, I'm gonna run those hammers
over and I'll be right back.
- Your harem will be waiting.
-(finger cymbals clinking)
(chuckles)
The hammers can wait!
♪ Good-bye, gray sky,
hello, blue ♪
♪ There's nothing can hold me
when I hold you ♪
♪ It feels so right,
it can't be wrong ♪
♪ Rockin' and rollin'
all week long ♪
♪ These days are ours ♪
- ♪ Happy and free ♪
- ♪ Oh, happy days ♪
♪ These days are ours ♪
- I Share them with me I
- S Oh, baby I
♪ These happy days
are yours and mine ♪
♪ These happy days are
yours and mine, Happy Days! ♪
05x17 - Marion's Misgivings
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Set during the 1950's, the series revolves around teenager Richie and his family who owns a hardware store and Fonzie, who would eventually become Richie's best friend.
Set during the 1950's, the series revolves around teenager Richie and his family who owns a hardware store and Fonzie, who would eventually become Richie's best friend.