05x25 - Second Wind

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♪ 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.

Well, I just finished it.

I got my summer job
application right here.

Now, those greenbacks are gonna
start rolling in now.

Yep, yes, sirree.

Big deal.

A bag boy at Fensick's Market.

I bet you make manager
by the end of summer.

No.

Well, maybe head of cold cuts.

I don't understand

why you don't want to work
in the hardware store.

I'll pay you $ . an hour
and that's my final offer.

- No. Thanks, but no thanks, Dad.
- Why not?

Because Lori Beth's going to be
a checker at Fensick's.

Yeah, that's right.

I'll pay you $ . an hour

and that's my final offer.

No, Dad, you see,

Lori Beth and I are going
to be like the baboons.

We've been studying about it

in our cultural anthropology
course, see.

It's really very simple.

Baboons who have a mate,

why, they're happy, you know?

And-and their
productivity increases.

But baboons with no mates...

well, they're very sad.

(doorbell rings)

Oh, I'll get it.

I'm going ape
listening to Richie.

(laughs)

- Hi, hi, hi, hi, hi.
- Hi, Al!

Oh, boy.

Yeah.

Still raining out.

Oh, what a nice family.

Howard, were you able to find
your cumberbund?

Al, I could not let you
be the Man of the Year

for the Sons of Italy
without a cumberbund.

Here you are.

It fits me... it may be
a little small on you.

Hmm?

Perfect.

Alfred, I'll bet
you'll look so handsome.

Oh... (chuckles)

It's going to be
a big night for me.

Who's the lucky lady, Al?

Yeah, who are you taking
to your banquet?

Oh, wow, you know, I've been
so excited and so busy,

I just forgot all about that.

Yeah, you know,
it's quite an honor.

Well, you deserve it.

Oh, I suppose.

Hey, thanks, guy.

- My pleasure.
- Have a wonderful time.

(chuckles)
Oh. Bye-bye, everybody.

JOANIE:
Bye, Al.

Well, I got the cumberbund.

Now I got to borrow a tux.

Isn't it nice that Alfred
is finally being recognized

for all the work he does
for the community?

Well, it's just a shame.

Al's having his big moment

and nobody there
to share it with him.

And Al needs
somebody by his side

when he collects that award.

He'll have somebody
by his side-- the presenter.

- Oh...
- Come on, Marion.

Well, maybe Richard's right.

Why don't we fix him up
with Constance Brooks?

Constance Brooks
is years old.

But she's still
cute as a button.

I could get him a date.

- You fix somebody up?
- Yeah.

Why don't you get, uh, Fonzie

to look in his little
black book, ape man?

Fonzie's black book?

Yeah.

You think Mr. Smooth here

doesn't have a little old
black book of his own?

Let's see.

Chock-full
of choice numbers, too.

(Joanie laughs)

All right, right here on-on

Milwaukee Journal.

Uh, Miller's Cleaners.

Uh... Mom?

That-That's okay, Rich.

Fonz'll be back tomorrow.

Why don't you look
under "D" for Dad?

(scornfully):
"D" for Dad...

"D" for...

Dad.

(thunder crashes)

Hey, Al.

Hi, Rich.

You look like you should
be on a can of sardines.

Oh, well, yeah,
my mom got me this outfit.

Oh, Al, I just wanted
to talk to you.

It's about Saturday night.

- And I...
- I can't talk, Rich.

Busy, busy, busy-

Well...

Well, Rich, old man,

we got our summer jobs...

- Well...
-...working on the docks.

Associate longshoremen.

Give me a break.

- No lie, Rich.
- Yeah.

We start Saturday.

We work weekends
till school's out.

We're going to be real men.

Hard guys.

Yeah, hard guys.

Ruddy complexions,
maybe even tattoos.

You want us to put in
a good word for you, mate?

You look like
a hearty lad, ha...

Uh, I think I'm doing fine
with my job at Fensick's Market.

- Go on.
-(laughs)

Work in a market
all summer with Lori Beth...

- Yeah. -...while Pots
and I ride the nets

and cavort with
waterfront trollops?

POTSIE:
Come on, Ralph.

- Forget Rich.
- Right.

Let's go down to the docks,
you know?

Meet with our cronies,
spit in the gutter and swear.

Nah, it's raining outside.

Let's just swear.

♪ Heave ho, heave ho... ♪

Oh, Al, do you think
I could talk to you now?

I'm sorry, Rich.

Yeah, I-l know,
busy, busy, busy.

Busy means business.

All right, well...

Kickstand me.
Go right ahead.

- Oh.
- Fonz.

- Yeah. -You can't bring
your bike in here.

What if the health inspector
should come in?

Hey, Al, come here.

Would I leave you
in the rain, Al?

Well...

I guess I'll just tell them
that I boiled it.

Hey, there you go, there you go.

Aren't you going
to say anything?

Huh?

Don't you notice anything new?

Hey, look at this trophy.
I got first prize right here.

RICHIE:
Oh, right.

Yeah, it's-it's nice.

Yeah, what are you
talking about, "nice"?

No, uh,
"Oh, golly gee, Fonz," huh?

No "neato, Fonz"?

It's neato, Fonz.

Hey, that's better,
that's better.

I'm sorry, my mind's
on something else.

L...

I'm trying to figure out
a way to get Al a date.

You see, he-he's got
this big awards banquet.

He's getting the award.

I just think it'd make it
a little nicer for him if he...

if he had someone to-to share
the experience with him.

You know, like-like you had

when you got your trophy.

I don't think Al can handle
girls right now.

No, just a regular date.

Who knows?

Maybe Al will start
going out more often then.

What do you think, Fonz?

Can-can you fix him up
with a date?

Hey, I could fix up Boys Town.

(laughs)

AL: I want to thank you guys
for fixing me up,

but I'm nervous.

Do I look okay?

Dashing? Presentable?

Cute?

All of those things.

You know, since Rosa Coletti,
I haven't dated much

and I'm not sure of myself
anymore, you understand.

Al, looking at you,

I now know what Valentino
would have looked like at .

Aw, no...

Gable, maybe.

Hey, Al.

Tighten that belt, Al.

This is gonna knock
your socks off.

You're gonna take off--
you're gonna fly through orbit

when you meet... Anna.

Anna.

Anna, Anna.

That's such a sweet name.

Where is she, Fonz?

She's pulling her motorcycle

into a plot out there
in your parking lot.

Motorcycle?

Hey, hey, hey,
grab hold of yourselves here.

It's a three-wheeler.

- Oh.
- She's a meter maid.

- Oh, a meter maid.
- Yeah.

Well, do I call her Anna
or Officer?

Al, just be yourself.

Uh... wrong.

Cool, Al.

You got to be very, very cool.

Ree-bop-a-baby!

Forget cool, Al.

Do what he says.

Hi, I'm Al.

Hi, I'm Anna.

How do you do?

Never gave it much thought.

Would you like a cup
of coffee, uh, Officer?

Oh, just call me Anna.

Okay.

How about a cup of coffee,
Officer Anna?

(chuckles)

(mouthing)

You know,
people in our business...

we have a lot
of things in common.

Like what?

Well, uh...

See you tonight... Al.

(Al laughs)

Okay, : .

Don't forget, formal.

Oh, right.

I'll tell you something.

I think that Al was pretty cool
there with Anna, huh?

Fonz, the man poured
salt in his coffee.

He did it with cool.

Hey, Al.

(Richie and Al chuckle)

Well, uh...

how did it go between you two?

(laughs)

Well, does-does Anna like you?

(sighs)

Well, are-are the two of you
going to be going out?

(sighs)

Hey, Chachi.

Hey, Rich.

- Seen Al around?
- I don't know.

He's two hours late.

I get all dressed
to see him about a job

and he doesn't show.

- Boy, if he hires me,
he'd better shape up. -Ha.

Hey, he's two hours late after
that banquet last night, huh?

Must've had a pretty good time.

I'm glad to hear that.

Yeah, uh... hey, look, Rich.

I know you carry
a lot of clout with Al,

so, uh, I want you to tell him

that making me assistant manager
for the summer is a great idea.

What about the garage?

I'll work it out.

Rich, the man needs me.

Didn't work.
(chuckles)

But I'll see what
I can do for you.

Oh, great.

Oh, excuse me, honey.

All right.

Here's what I want you to say.

Huh?

Let's see, uh...

"To whom it may concern,

"I have known Charles Arcola

"for many years now

"and found him
to be trustworthy,

"loyal, courteous,

and one heck of a guy.
Wah, wah, wah."

Rich...

Rich, the docks are a jungle.

Rich, you should have
seen the foreman.

The man had a tattoo
on his face.

Well, what happened
to "riding the nets"

and all that manly stuff?

Riding the nets?

Rich, they made us
load the nets!

Yeah, with heavy stuff, too.

Look at this.

I hate the job.

It's not meaningful.

You got canned, huh?
(laughs)

We quit by mutual consent.

Hey, why don't you guys work
at the library?

I hear they need bookends.

(Chachi and Richie laugh)

Tell Al I'll see him later.

You guys are a panic.

Boy, boy, we didn't even get
a chance to meet a trollop.

Well, I hear they're still
taking applications

at Fensick's Market.

Huh. No way, man.

We're gonna get some great jobs.

Maybe even lifeguards:
tans, girls.

Come on, Ralph.

Right, Pots.

Potsie, you don't even know
how to swim!

I'll work the kiddie pool, huh?

Well, I'm gonna work
the deep end

and give the girls
Malph-to-mouth resuscitation.

(both laugh)

I still got it, even unemployed.

Let's wash up.

I'm back, Clarence.

Thanks for covering for me.

Hey, Al, there you are.

What is this?
You're soaking wet.

Oh, it was such a nice day out,
I thought I'd walk to work.

Oh, you must have had a pretty
good time last night, huh?

- Pretty good? It was great.
- Oh.

One of the best nights
lever had in my life.

That's great.

Let me tell you more, huh?

If I told you what we did
after the banquet...

- Oh, really?
-(Al chuckles)

- We both came here.
- Oh, yeah?

- Alone.
-(laughs)

You know what we did?

No, what? What?!

Made cookies.

- On the first date, huh?
- Yep.

(laughs)
We're going out again tonight.

- Oh.
- Dinner, my pad.

- That's my apartment.
- Oh, right, right.

Ree-bop-a-baby!

Yeah, ree-bop-a-baby!

(thunder crashes)

(humming)

Oh...

Look at that. Too much!

Ah, I'll show her no mercy.

Oh, Mama, Papa. (laughs)

I know, right now you're saying,

"What's it all about, Alfred?"

Yeah. Well,
I got a date tonight.

That's two in a row.

Oh, I know she's not Italian,
but you're gonna love her.

Ah... (chuckles)

Hey...

(é la Clark Gable):
Hello, Scarlett.

Frankly, my dear,
I don't give a darn.

Doggone, I bet I'd be
a lot of fun at parties.

Hey, Ma...

(plays descending notes)

♪ She is five-foot-two ♪

♪ Eyes of blue ♪

♪ Oh, what those
five feet can do ♪

♪ Has anybody seen my gal? ♪

♪ Wada-wada-wada-wada. ♪
(laughs)

(scatting)

(stomps)

(playing flamenco chords)

Olé!

(laughs)

(phone rings)

Hey, hello...

Anna! Oh-oh, wait-wait-wait
a bit, would you, please?

Be right there!

Coming UP---!

Be right with you!

Okay, here I am!

Hello. (chuckles)

Yeah, everything's cooking.

I should be out to pick you up
in about...

Huh?

What, is something wrong?

Oh, well, we could just skip
the music and have dinner.

I see.

Oh... yeah.

Well, I understand, sure.

Oh, we could be friends,
heck, yes.

Yeah, it's all right.

Sure. I'll see you soon.

Okay.

Bye, Anna.

(thunder rumbling)

(plucks note)

♪ Has anybody seen... ♪

♪ My gal? ♪

Yep, yep, Yep, Yep,
yep, Yep, Yep, Yep-

JOANIE: Okay, you're racing
the clock this time, bag boy.

Ready. Go!

- Come on, come on, come on.
- Come on.

Come on.

Hurry, hurry!

Come on!

All right, seconds!

Ah, yeah!

Could be a new indoor
world's record.

(imitates audience cheering)

Hello, Arthur. What's new?

Al's date dumped him.

What?

Yeah, it was dumpamundo.

Oh, my goodness.

Howard, did you hear that?

- Yeah.
- Dumpamundo.

Just exactly what does
that mean, Arthur?

Anna called me.

She broke a date with Al
for tonight. Oh!

Oh, man,
Al really likes her, too.

Likes her?
He is nutso over her.

But she, you know, she...

she ain't ready for nutso yet.

Richard, you should have left
well enough alone.

Well, it works
with the baboons, Dad.

Hey, look, baboons aside,
Richie here was trying to help.

And it's appreciated.

Some help.

Do you know what it feels like
to be stood up?

HOWARD, MARION AND RICHIE:
Yeah.

FONZIE:
No.

Yeah, well, I do.

And it's the loneliest feeling
in the world.

Hey, I can dig it, I can dig it.

But look, let's go help him out,

all right, before Al drowns his
sorrows in a pot of meat sauce.

Yeah, yeah, you're right,
you're right.

Wait a minute, boys.
Howard, you should go with them.

You understand being stood up
more than anybody.

Marion!

I mean, Alfred needs somebody
his own age

-to talk to at a time like this.
- Oh...

Yeah, Mom's right, Dad.
Come on.

All right, all right.

I might as well give him
the benefit of my experience.

Come on. We'll take the DeSoto.

Oh, wait a minute, Mr. C.

I feel bad enough as it is.

(knocking)

Who is it?

It's Howard Cunningham, Al.

RICHIE:
And friends.

FONZIE:
Whoa!

Hi. We were just driving by
and we thought

we'd drop up and say, uh, hello.

- Hey, how you doing, Al?
- Hello. -Hi.

Well, actu... actually,
this is not a good time.

Yeah, we heard, Al, we heard.

That's why we came
right over here, right, Rich?

Yeah. Al, listen, uh,

this here,
this is not the answer.

Definitely not the answer.

I always put wine
in my spaghetti sauce.

Spaghetti sauce. Oh.

Oh, yeah, you made a whole batch
of sauce there.

Well, heck. Well, not that you
need any company or anything,

but as long as we're here,
we wouldn't want

to let this stuff go to waste,
would we?

That's true, yeah, right.

Nothing is gonna go to waste.

Al, look, I'm sorry that
I got you into this mess.

Rich, you did the right thing.

Look, matter of fact,
I'm having company tonight.

Aw, come on.

You don't have to say that just
to try and make me feel better.

That's true.

All right, all right, Al,

keep a stiff upper lip.

Fonz, someone's coming over.

Yeah, right-right-right-
right-right.

Howard, could I talk to you
for a minute alone, please?

Why, sure, Al.

Fellas, huh?

What, are you kidding?
Sure.

Well, yeah, sure,
we, we get the hint.

Yeah, you don't have
to hit us over the head,

let us know you want us to go.

You just have to say the word...

Cunningham!

That's the word.

Ah, they're nice guys,
but they're young

and I don't think
they understand.

But I think you would.

You've been stood up
before, right?

How does everybody know that?

- Here, sit down, will you?
- Thanks.

I want to explain something
to you.

Did I ever...

Did I ever tell you
about Rosa Coletti?

It was ...

or was it ' ?

It was ' , Al.

Yes, you did tell me about Rosa.

She, uh, eloped, didn't she?

YEP, YEP, YEP, YEP, YEP-

Well, ever since then,
I haven't dated much.

I always was afraid
of getting hurt.

But tonight I realized
I've just been harming myself.

You know, last night getting
that award was terrific,

but being with Anna was
the best night of my life.

All right, so this one
didn't work.

Well, maybe the next one will.

Mm.

You know, Al, there was
a Rosa Coletti in my life, too.

Her name was Frances Drake,
no relation.

I was about ...

or was it ?

Anyway, I remember
she called me...

I'd like to hear about Frances,

but I'm a little pressed
for time.

Maybe we could have lunch.

Oh, sure, sure. Tell me
something, who's the lucky lady?

Well...
(chuckles)

Mona Glickstein.

- She's a widowed lady,
lives upstairs. -Oh.

I've been taking out
her garbage, you know,

and for a couple of years now

I've been meaning
to get together,

but I've always been
too shy to ask.

Well, now I asked.

Look, tell the guys
I'm all right, will ya?

Sure. I will, Al.

Well, we'll be running along.

Thanks, Howard.

Got a problem?

No problem.

Mona Glickstein is coming
to dinner.

Oh. Well, night, Al.

Oh, listen, don't do anything
I wouldn't do.

(chuckles)
Don't worry, Rich, I wouldn't.

Hey, Al, you gotta try.

You always gotta try.

Boom!

How does Fonzie do that?

I'm gonna have
to try it sometime.

Just kidding, Mom.

(knocking)

Just a minute.

Hi, Mona.
Gee, it's nice to see ya.

♪ Sh-bop, sh-bop,
sh-bop, sh-bop ♪

♪ Sh-bop, sh-bop, whoa-oa ♪

♪ Sh-bop, sh-bop,
sh-bop, sh-bop ♪

♪ Sh-bop, sh-bop, whoa-oa ♪

♪ Sh-bop, sh-bop... ♪

Ah, Mr. Cunningham.

- Hi.
- Table for one right this way.

Thank you.

How about that? Manager.

Oh, it's nice.

Yeah, well,
I got a promotion myself.

Yeah.

To price marker, right?

Yeah, how'd you know that?

Not too many hands sell
three for cents.

Yeah, well, not without
the coupons.

Ha, just get me a burger.

Yes, sir, sit right here.

Uh, sure.

I'll have this cleaned up
right away.

- It's tough getting good help
today. -Mm.

You, get out here!

We got dirty tables!

Shake a leg!

Burger to stay!

♪ These happy days
are yours and mine ♪

♪ These happy days are
yours and mine, Happy Days! ♪

♪ 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! ♪