02x10 - I Quit

Episode transcripts for the TV show, "Eight is Enough". Aired: March 15, 1977 – May 23, 1981.*
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The show was modeled on the life of syndicated newspaper columnist Tom Braden, a real-life parent with eight children, who wrote a book by the same title.
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02x10 - I Quit

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[knocking on door]

Come in.

Mary, can I talk to you

a second?

If it's for a quick second,

Nicholas

I'm studying for midterms.

Well, at school tomorrow

everybody is supposed

to get sh*ts

and cudalating against

the measles.

Cudalating against the measles?

Uh, Nicholas, do you mean

inoculating? Is that..

- Inoculating. Inoculating.

- Inoculating. Inoculating.

Okay. Uh, I'm glad to hear

that you're getting inoculated

against the measles

because measles are a bummer.

Yeah, well,

I was wondering

you know, why I couldn't

wait until you were a doctor

so, then you can

give me the sh*ts.

[chuckles]

Well, I appreciate

the business, Nicholas

but I'm a long way

from becoming a doctor.

Well, I don't even start

med school till next September.

Then there's internship

residency,

and then my specialty.

How long is all that

gonna take?

Hm, about seven years.

Seven years? I can wait.

[theme music]

[music continues]

[instrumental music]

Oh, hi, dad.

Nicholas, how many times

do I have to tell you

not to leave these

in the driveway?

I'm sorry, dad.

Hey, what are you doing, champ?

Tommy's gonna fix my bike.

Oh, yeah?

Boy, looks serious.

What's seems to be

the problem?

My allowance.

I need a new bike.

Oh. Well, uh, we'll discuss

finances later.

Right now, I want you all

to come in the house

because I have

an announcement to make

that I think you're going

to find very interesting.

What is it, dad?

Tell me first!

No, no, no, no, I'm going

to tell all of you together.

- Come on.

- Hey, everybody!

Dad has an announcement!

Come on, everybody,

dad wants us! Come on!

- ...dinner last night, huh?

- It was okay.

Come on, everybody!

Dad has an announcement!

Come on, everybody,

dad wants us!

'Come on, everybody!'

Uh, what's going on,

is something wrong?

No, no, let's just wait

till everybody gathers.

What is it, a kitchen thing

or a dining room thing?

Oh, no, no, this is

a real big good thing.

This is a dining room thing.

- You're getting us another car?

- 'No, Elizabeth.'

You're gonna build us a pool.

I knew you'd give in.

Yeah, that's what

you're gonna do.

I heard the battle cry.

What's up?

Dad changed his mind

about the pool.

- Pool?

- No, no, no.

Let's just wait till

everybody gets here, alright?

Uh-uh, Mary, Susan!

Come on, dad, what is it,

a car or a pool?

- A pool?

- Yeah.

Dad has a very important

announcement to make.

Yeah, well, uh,

can't it wait?

I've got to get ready

for a date. Hm?

Oh, really? Well, you just

tell your young man

to wait a few moments

for your old man

while he has a little

self-indulgence.

Now, everybody,

into the dining room

because this is good news.

I can join the swim team now.

[indistinct chatter]

What is this? What's going on

here anyway, huh?

You all lobbying for bigger

allowances or something or what?

- I would like to say something.

- Everybody's here now, Tom.

Okay. Very good. Alright.

Are you ready?

- Yes.

- Ready.

There is a celebrity

amongst us.

Elizabeth, you got busted again,

huh?

- No.

- No, no, no.

I was referring to me.

You got busted?

No, I didn't got bu..

Will you stop interrupting

and let me talk?

'Now, this is very important.'

This is bigger than a pool,

bigger than a car.

Now, you are going to meet

somebody very, very important.

Now, wait right there.

Very important.

Okay, wait.

Don't go, don't go. Wait.

Did you see.. Is there someone

in there or something?

Ta-da!

I am the important person!

Me!

[all laughing]

No, really,

the California Press Club

that venerable

institution of newsmen

from the old school

of journalism

have awarded my humble column

for a public service and

excellence. You hear that?

Your father,

the man who you love and adore

and abuse so fervently

is about to win

their version

of the Pulitzer Prize

the coveted Altruistic Award!

That's great.

That's bigger than a pool?

Gee, that's really neat, dad.

See, he understands.

- What's alalulistic?

- Alalu..

It's altruistic, Nicholas

and it means

doing good for others.

Congratulations.

Yeah, something

like giving people a pool.

You mean, like in

the Cub Scout manual?

Sort of.

- Do you get a merit badge?

- Well, yes, i-it's..

Well, at my age

it's a merit badge

only they call it prestige.

And guess what, that's not all

the best part of it is..

oh, Abby,

wait till you hear this

I'm not going to receive

the award here.

They are taking me up

to downtown San Francisco!

I've made all the arrangements,

and we're going to--

- 'You mean--'

- That's right.

And I've made

all the arrangements

and everything

is going to happen..

[sighs]

Doesn't seem to be too much

for us in dad's big news.

Yeah, I'd like to go

to San Francisco.

Yeah, hooray.

I woulda settled for a pool.

And I woulda settled

for a merit badge.

You must be higher

than a kite?

Yeah, well, who would've

guessed that all this time

I was being tagged

for greatness.

Oh, I woulda guessed.

- You got me, didn't you?

- Yeah.

I got you

and that makes me

feel higher than a kite.

[instrumental music]

Excuse me.

I'm not interrupting, am I?

- No.

- Good.

Dad, I just had an idea

about something.

Yeah, well, it better be a good

one considering your timing.

Well, y-you know how

you're always trying to get us

to, uh, to plan ahead,

to be prepared?

You know, like shopping early

for Christmas

or saving for a rainy day?

Any time anybody

quotes me to me

I can tell that

I'm being set-up.

Dad, this isn't a set-up.

This is good sense.

Uh, since I'm probably gonna be

going to, to med school

in San Francisco this fall

it, it makes good sense to me

to, to go there now.

You know,

to get the feel of the place

uh, check out apartments

and stuff.

Right, Abby?

I don't think so.

I mean, I think

it makes much more sense

to stay home here and take care

of the stuff around here.

- Hm.

- It was a good try.

[instrumental music]

I'll get you

next time though.

[laughing]

Oh, you handled that very well.

Experience.

Well, I've always said

you were a man of experience.

[instrumental music]

Hey! Is anybody home?

(Joannie)

'Just me.'

Who are you?

- Anne Boleyn.

- Anne Boleyn.

Yeah, we had a first

dress rehearsal, you know

and I think my tear-stained

cheeks are stained permanently.

Well, how'd it go?

What happened?

[sighs]

Oh, it was okay, I guess.

It's just..

[sighs]

Well, here's the deal, see

I think I'm doing fine, Abby,

right up until the end, you now

where Anne Boleyn

has to walk at the guillotine

and hand a silver coin

to the executioner

and she says..

Well, here, I'll show you, see.

Go ahead.

"May your aim be

swift and true."

Oh, bravo, bravo!

Joannie, that was great.

No, no, it was close.

- No, it was good.

- No encores I think.

Oh, Abby,

this is the last words, you know

that this girl's ever gonna say

in her whole life

and i-it's just not..

It's not full enough,

you know.

'Course I don't want

to push it or anything.'

It's just..

[sighs]

Oh, I don't know. I'm stuck.

Stuck.

[instrumental music]

You know, if I could just see

a real professional

and how she handled

that end part

I know I could do

a better performance.

Yeah. Oh, yeah.

That'd be great.

Yeah.

Do you know, um,

there is a major production

'of this very same play

in San Francisco right now?'

Oh, I, uh..

I see your problem.

- I-I do.

- You do?

Oh, yeah, yeah, absolutely

and the solution, you see,

is very simple.

See, when you make that

lonely walk to the gallows

you should think of something

really traumatic.

Like being stuck at home

this weekend

while your father and I

go to San Francisco.

Oh.

[growls]

You really understand a lot more

than you let on, don't you?

Well, I'll say this,

I'll say this

if your performance on stage

is half as good as

it was here today

you'll be dynamite.

[chuckles]

Dyn-o-mite.

Oh, yeah. Thanks a lot.

Humph!

Humph!

'I want to go to San Francisco.'

'You'll see,

I'll think of something.'

I bet you will.

[instrumental music]

[typewriter clacking]

[knocking]

Dad, can we talk to you

for a minute?

Oh, yeah, sure.

Come on in, fellas.

Alright, what's the problem,

men?

Are your sisters

picking on you again?

Yeah. But we fixed them up.

We put a frog in the bathtub.

Unmistakably a sign of w*r.

Uh, dad, y-you know how I like

boats and stuff, right?

Uh, no, as a matter of fact.

But, I mean,

it sounds harmless enough.

And what about you, Nicholas,

are you interested in boats too?

Nah, just frogs and the ers,

and the subway cars, a-and..

Well, anyway, we, we thought

since you weren't

giving us approval

maybe you'd take us

to San Francisco with you

just to see boats and stuff.

Yeah, and ride the subway and

walk across the big bridges--

(Tom)

'And miss a day of school?'

No. This is a business trip.

I'm sorry.

But next time

you'll definitely be with me.

Don't be angry now, I mean it.

- Okay, dad.

- Yeah, sure.

[music continues]

- Hi.

- Oh, hi.

Just cruising through.

How's your speech developing?

Oh, I tell you

it's a real migraine.

Yeah?

Well, maybe it's because

your desk is such a mess here.

Listen, if you think

that's messy

you should see

what it's like up here.

[chuckles]

You know,

it's funny to you, but, u-uh

you know, I-I am a writer,

not a public speaker.

The press club is gonna

think they've given this award

to some illiterate

carnival barker.

Well, that's okay

because see, by the time

they'd figure that out, it'll be

too late to take it back.

- Do you mind?

- No.

- Thanks a lot.

- Mm-hmm.

Come on, Tom.

This is gonna be the best speech

those old fogies ever heard.

- Well, maybe not the best--

- The best.

- The best.

- Mm.

[knocking on door]

Hi, I'm home.

- So we see.

- Hm.

Any calls?

Why don't you check

the bulletin board?

And there is some mail

for you on the porch.

Mail? Oh.

D-dad, listen,

about San Francisco--

Absolutely not.

I figured you'd say that.

Well, uh, don't let me

interrupt you.

Bye.

[instrumental music]

Absolutely not.

What do you mean

absolutely not?

Have you given any

real thought to the idea?

Why? No has always been

the safest answer.

Oh, come on,

a, a trip together

I-I'd get to know them

a lot better.

Listen, take it from somebody

who does know them a lot better.

You don't wanna

know them better.

Oh, Tom, they're your family.

They're not the enemy.

[groans]

That's what you think.

You know, I was looking forward

to us being alone.

[music continues]

You really want them to come,

don't you?

Okay.

[screams]

We can go!

You guys, we can go!

We're going to San Francisco!

[indistinct chatter]

I don't know where we're gonna

stay, but we'll do it.

Hey, Mary, did you hear?

Did you hear your father

is taking us to San Francisco.

There's no reason to go.

I just got turned down

by med school.

What?

[dramatic music]

[instrumental music]

You know, i-it says here

that you've been placed

on the waiting list.

Yeah, number .

Which might as well

be million.

Look, Abby, I know somebody

who was number five last year

and they're still waiting.

Look, uh, Mary, I know how

important this seems right now

but, it's not the end

of the world

and, um, this isn't the only

med school in the world either.

Well, it happens to be

the only one that I applied to.

So, apply to others.

Better yet, huh, why don't

I take a correspondence course?

You're not being

very fair to yourself.

'Fair?'

'Abby, don't talk to me

about being fair.'

Look, ever since I got

interested in medicine

I have known exactly

what I wanted.

I didn't apply to another

med school because..

...well, I was so certain

I'd get in..

I mean, in the end, you

'always get what you want,

right?'

Well, not always!

You know, Mary, sometimes life

can be very disappointing

but it's in those times

that, uh, it's our obligation

to toughen up, you know.

Abby, please,

can I be alone?

Yeah.

[instrumental music]

Hey, don't forget

to pack warm clothes

'for San Francisco, okay?'

Right.

[music continues]

Did you have any better luck

with her than I did?

No. No, I didn't.

You know what

the real problem is?

Mary has always been like

the brains of the family

and she's not used to failure.

I tell you, right now,

I would give anything

to get her in there.

In that case, um,

would you mind

if I contacted

an old friend?

Huh? Why would I mind?

Well, uh, maybe because

he and I were very close?

Oh.

How close is close?

Very close.

Well, we go back a long way.

Yeah, sure.

He must've been very close

if you kept track of each other

since the good old days.

Tom, nobody's kept track

of anybody.

Look, his, his name

is Ted Kellogg

and he, he just happens to be

the dean of admissions

to Mary's med school.

'I just know that if he knew'

that Mary were

a close friend of mine

he would see to it

that she was reconsidered.

Mm, why not take advantage

of an old friend, huh?

Well, yeah, I guess

since we're gonna be

in San Francisco anyway,

why not look ol' Teddy boy up

go and have a drink with him,

talk about the good old days

like one close friend

to another.

- You're jealous.

- Yes, I am.

- A little jealous.

- 'Yes.'

I didn't know..

[laughing]

Oh, it only shows with

the green around your gills.

Tom, it's for Mary's sake.

Look, I'd have no interest

in seeing him again.

You're my only

close friend now.

But if Ted can,

can assist Mary in this

I mean, we'd be foolish

not to try, right?

Yeah. I guess you're right.

Alright, then

for Mary's sake

I'll get the jealousy

out of sight

if not out of mind.

Are you gonna

mention this to Mary?

Oh, no, no, let's not

get her hopes up yet.

Yeah. Well, listen, Abby

uh, uh, just how close

were you and this Don Juan?

If you don't wanna

know the answer

don't ask the question.

Well, I don't want to

know the answer.

- Okay.

- Oh! I don't want to know.

Go, get out of here.

I can't stand it.

Hello, I'm here!

Is anybody else home?

Am I alone in this big house?

I'm home. Hiya. How was work?

Hi. Oh, good.

Getting things organized, huh?

Oh, yeah. Not without

some resistance though.

Elizabeth insist

on packing enough

for a three-month vacation,

and Nicholas--

It's not fair, it's not fair.

- It's not fair, dad!

- Aww.

Would it be fair for me

to ask exactly

what isn't fair?

Oh, oh, yeah. I can't go to

San Francisco, and you know why?

Because of the psychology test

they have tomorrow

and the professor insist

that I take it or get an F.

- Aww. God, Susan--

- Oh, boy, that guy.

I just can't stand him!

He always acts so nice, Joannie.

Always nice, he's always

smiling. But I know him.

This guy's got

schizophrenic tendencies

and he's paranoid, that--

Yeah, right,

I'm sure that right now

while you're talking

this very minute

he's talking behind your back.

Yeah. That guy, that guy,

I can't stand him!

Oh.. oh, she's right, you know.

Dad, she was really

counting on this trip.

I know. Poor Susan.

Well, maybe we could fix it up.

Yes, uh, one ticket,

one way to San Francisco.

Mm-hmm, flight ,

: Saturday morning.

Thank you.

Alright. Susan's ticket will be

waiting for her at the gate.

Aww, dad. Sometimes you're

really out of sight.

Yeah, I only wish all problems

could be solved that easily.

I'm gonna tell Susan, okay?

Uh, no, no, no, no.

Uh, don't tell her yet.

Let her suffer a little.

It builds character.

Huh?

Alright, I think

her character's built by now.

You can tell her.

Oh, papa. You!

'Susan!'

David, my boy,

look what I have for you.

Oh, thanks.

You know what's

an amazing thing?

Since you moved

out of the house

I think we see you twice

as much as we used to.

Yeah, we get along

twice as much too.

One of life's

little ironies.

Could you do me a favor?

Could you drive Susan to

the airport on Saturday morning?

She can't go to San Francisco

with us on Friday.

You mean, I don't get

to go to San Francisco

like everyone else?

No. I mean, yes, if you want to.

It's just that I thought

'that you had probably

given up on family outings.'

Not all family outings.

Actually, I was kinda looking

forward to going on this one.

But as you can see I have

a big date this weekend.

Yes, uh, so I noticed.

I tell you what then,

why don't you and your, uh..

...date stay around here,

keep an eye on the house

while we are gone, and, uh,

maybe I could spring

for a, uh, corsage?

Oh, thanks,

I think she'd like that.

Very good.

Oh.

- Whose got a window?

- Oh, no, I've got a window!

Alright, now just

quiet down, everybody!

You can take turns

sitting next to the window.

Did everybody

go to the bathroom?

We're not gonna

make any pit stops.

- Everybody in.

- Okay.

Just behave like normal

human beings.

Okay, everybody,

let's work together.

Nicholas, what have you got

in the box?

- Prince Charles.

- Prince Charles?

[croaks]

Oh! That's a frog.

- No frogs in San Francisco.

- Dad!

Come on. Put it in the house,

like I said.

- Come on.

- I don't believe this family.

Okay.

[sighs]

- Bye.

- Bye-bye.

- I'm gonna miss you. Bye.

- Bye!

(Nicholas)

'I gotta make a pit stop.'

[tires screeching]

[instrumental music]

[music continues]

[no audio]

[no audio]

[music continues]

Nicholas!

Will you get off there?

And just stay with

your sisters, please.

I can't keep an eye on you

and get a room too.

Abby, come on, keep an eye

on him, will ya, please?

Excuse me, please, I was here

first. I'll be one second--

- May I help you?

- Yes.

Bradford, I have a reservation.

Oh, yes, Mr. Bradford.

I'll have the bellhop

bring your luggage.

Oh, uh, listen,

I'm not too good at mathematics

but could you possibly

tell me how two keys

can get eight people

into three rooms?

- It must be a mistake.

- Undoubtedly.

Well, our records show

that you changed

your original reservation

of one room to two rooms.

Correction,

I added to my one room

with two extra rooms.

Now, obviously,

this is a mistake

on the part of the hotel,

so I'm very sure

that you'll be happy

to fix it for me.

I'm terribly sorry, Mr. Bradford

but there are several

conventions in town

this weekend.

We have three

staying in this hotel.

The entire city is overbooked

and these men are

waiting for rooms.

I've been waiting

for three hours.

So, please, make up your mind.

Take them or leave them!

Dad, I gotta make a pit stop,

fast.

Oh, this town is loaded

with conventions

but I got us two little rooms

on the other side of town

in a little hotel

called the Golden Eagle.

Now, look, you and I'll

take the boys over there.

Let Mary stay here

and look after the girls.

I-I, I don't, I don't..

I don't know, Tom.

I don't think Mary can handle

the job in her present mood.

'Um, besides, the girls

don't listen to her anyway.'

I think I better stay

here with the girls.

What happened to you and me

alone in San Francisco?

Oh, we'll be together

most of the time.

Besides, you'll have

a little peace and quiet.

I bet it's a really

beautiful hotel.

[instrumental music]

Old-fashioned type of hotel..

Scary.

And, Nicholas,

I think we're in here.

Oh, gosh.

Dad, dad!

Hmm?

There's things crawling

around in that room.

Things?

What kind of things,

Nicholas?

Uh, dad, those things.

Oh, I hate those things.

When I turned on the light,

they all ran under the bed.

Oh.

I'm sorry, Nicholas,

but don't worry.

We're bigger than they are.

Yeah, but we're outnumbered.

[sighs]

Sorry about this, fellas.

It's a real mess.

Oh, that's okay, dad.

We'll sleep with the lights on.

Come on in, come on in.

It's beautiful.

- Yeah.

- Wow, this is great!

Hey, Abby, rich is fun.

Let's do this more often, huh?

Rich is real fun,

let's do this more often.

Where is Elizabeth?

Elizabeth is probably

patrolling the lobby

looking for available men.

- Don't you think?

- Yeah.

Have you girls

finished unpacking?

- Uh-huh.

- Yeah, but Mary hasn't.

Um, she's not very interested

in talking with us.

- No?

- Mmm.

Hey, I think, I think you guys

should give Mary some space.

You know what I mean? I mean,

she's got a lot on her mind.

- Sure. Yeah.

- Okay.

You know, she's real upset

about that med school.

(Joannie)

'Yeah, I know,

she's not talking to anybody.'

(Nancy)

'Hi, dad.'

- Is it that bad?

- It's worse.

The boys are downstairs now

trying to buy insecticide.

No. Come on,

it's gotta be better

than sleeping in the streets.

Don't jump to conclusions.

[Abby laughing]

[indistinct chatter]

Who wants me to take 'em

to Candlestick Park?

Look, uh,

I can drop the kids off

on my way to see that,

uh, friend we discussed.

- What about me?

- What about me?

What about you?

I wanna go see the ers

and ride the subway.

- You promised.

- Alright.

The ers first,

and then the subway.

Okay? Is it a deal?

- Have fun.

- Bye-bye.

Come on, we're gonna

have a great day!

- Does everyone have money?

- Yeah, we have plenty.

- We'll be fine.

- Okay, okay, good.

Look, have a good time,

I'll pick you up at o' clock

as soon as I finish

at the hairdresser's.

- Here, right?

- Right here.

Okay, now, do not forget

the buddy system, alright?

Everyone, please,

please stick together, okay?

- Yeah, sure, sure!

- Don't get lost, alright?

No, no, we won't.

Have a good time, Abby.

- Bye, Abby.

- Later.

- Bye.

- See you here at six.

Right here. Whoo!

Okay, the buddy system.

- Yeah, sure.

- We won't forget.

- Promise.

- 'Don't get lost.'

- 'Bye.'

- Go on!

Later.

Hey, guys, I'm gonna go to ACT,

you wanna come?

- No. Come on.

- No.

[instrumental music]

[no audio]

[no audio]

[music continues]

[music continues]

[upbeat music]

You said we could

ride the subway.

Well, that was before

the labor disputes, son.

What's a labor dispute?

Oh, well, uh, you see, th-that's

when people refuse to do

what they're supposed to do

until they get paid more money.

Gee, when I tried that,

I got grounded.

Oh, well, listen,

don't worry

we'll see more of San Francisco

on the bus anyway.

The important thing to remember

is always know

don't panic,

know where you are

and know exactly where

you're going at all times.

I know where I am.

I just wanna get back

to the hotel, okay?

Okay.

[engine revving]

[bell tolling]

(Ted)

'You look absolutely wonderful.'

Don't you mean, um,

absolutely older?

As I have always said,

fine wine and fine women

ripen with age.

Oh, no, no, I remember that

you always used to say, um

"A beer, a blond

and a B average

'and you'd die a happy man."'

My past comes back to haunt me.

[chuckles]

How's Evelyn? Did she ever open

that art gallery she wanted to?

Yes, uh, for a while

she didn't stay with it

very long.

Well, she never stayed

with anything very long.

Uh, we haven't seen each other

for some time.

Oh, I'm sorry,

I didn't know that.

Nothing to be sorry about.

Divorces happen in

the best of families.

To some of us, they even happen

more than once.

Uh, you just gotta keep trying

till you get it right.

'What about you a-and Frank?

Did you ever get together?'

Yeah, um, in fact, uh,

one year together, uh

turned into nine more

as a widow.

Oh.

Nine years is a long time.

Yeah.

Well, since we're both

presently unattached

how about a little

dinner tonight?

We've got a lot of

catching up to do.

Oh, Ted, I'd really love to,

but see, the thing is, um

I'm, um, reattached, um,

recently, as a matter of fact.

His name is Tom Bradford.

- Oh. Well, congratulations.

- Thank you.

In fact, I-I'm here

about, uh, my new family.

Mary Bradford?

Yeah. She's the, uh,

the eldest daughter.

In fact, she has, uh,

seven brothers and sisters.

[laughing]

You married into a family

with eight children?

Yeah.

[laughing]

Well, you always did do

everything in a big way

'didn't you?'

Are we here?

What? Uh, almost.

Where are we?

Come on,

don't ask so many questions.

Now, let's see,

if we take, uh

bus and get a transfer

to bus

and then take bus uptown.

Why don't we just quit

and take a taxi?

No, no, no,

your father doesn't know

the meaning of the word quit.

Or are we supposed

to take bus uptown?

Oh, shucks,

I don't know what..

Come on, dad.

There's our bus.

No, no, let's get

our bearings first.

There's our bus, dad.

'I should really ask somebody.'

Come on, it's leaving.

Nicholas, wait!

Nicholas!

[instrumental music]

[indistinct chatter]

Don't panic!

Just don't talk

to any strangers!

Nicholas, wait for me!

[music continues]

[knocking on door]

- Who is it?

- 'It's me! Open up!'

Oh, Tom, I'm glad you're here,

I was so worried about you.

I've looked everywhere,

a miles of bus routes

every bus, every bus stop,

I cannot find him.

Eighty-six million dollars

a year the city spends

and they don't have a lost

and found! I've lost Nicholas.

- Tom, please..

- Yes, operator..

- Get me the police right away.

- Tom, take a deep breath.

If you'll just

let me explain--

No, no, no, I can't, I can't,

I can't listen.

- Hello, yes, please--

- Tom.

- Dad!

- Please. It wasn't my fault.

- He's here, he's here--

- Yes, I wanna report..

- Dad--

- He's eight years old.

He's about this high.

No, he's this high.

He has a red and blue

striped shirt..

Oh, no, here he is. I'm sorry,

cancel that lost child.

Dad, what took you so long?

Did you get lost again?

Tommy, tell me what happened.

You should be so proud of

how he found his way back here.

Here, sit-sit down.

Your feet must be k*lling you.

No, no. It's not my feet

that's k*lling me.

It's my children,

slowly, painfully

without mercy.

Dad, when are we gonna

have dinner?

Are you sure you don't wanna go

with me and the kids to dinner?

Oh, gosh, I'd ruin it

for everybody I tell you.

After today's maneuvers,

my mind and my body

need a good night's rest.

Okay, but, uh, be ready

for tomorrow

'cause you and I are gonna

have the time of our life.

Promise?

It's a deal.

[instrumental music]

(Tom)

The day is all ours.

What would you like to do?

(Abby)

Oh...everything.

(Tom)

As you wish, milady.

Everything, and more.

[music continues]

(Abby)

Hey, we better get back

to our respective hotels, huh?

(Tom)

Oh, I guess you're right.

I still have to give

my acceptance speech

a final polish.

(Abby)

Hey, don't take it

so seriously.

Most people never listen

to speeches anyway.

(Tom)

Hey, you really know

how to massage a guy's ego.

Hey, Mary.

I didn't know you were home.

Yeah, I just got here, Abby.

Uh, listen, I don't have to go

to this awards thing tonight.

- Do I?

- Oh, no, no.

I mean, I'm sure you've

heard your dad speak

a times already,

right?

Right, thanks.

However..

...when you hear my good news,

you might just change your mind.

Well, there's an excellent

chance that you might get to go

to the medical school

of your choice next fall.

Abby, we've been

through this, okay?

I didn't make it.

I-it's over and past.

No, it's not over and past,

you see

because I spoke

to the dean of admissions

of the med school,

and he said--

- Y-you didn't do that.

- Yes, I did.

Because, see, he's this old

and dear friend of mine

and when I told him

who you were

he said he was

sure that he could--

I don't believe

what I'm hearing, Abby!

Uh, maybe I'm dreaming,

huh, or a nightmare?

- I-I don't understand..

- Abby.

And you, y-you were

a part in this, weren't you?

What-what? What is she talking?

I was just telling her

my good news

about Ted Kellogg, and she--

Abby, what is so good

about you interfering

in my life?

I-I can't believe

you'd do this.

Especially without asking me.

Oh, I see, before I go

out of my way to help you

I'm supposed to come to you

and beg your permission.

- Is that it?

- Yes!

And, and you don't

have my permission

and I don't need your help!

- I don't get it.

- Abby, I can't find my speech.

Well, what did we do wrong?

Abby, do you understand

what I'm saying?

My speech is gone,

it's vanished, uh..

Never mind this girl talk,

this is more important.

I can't find the speech!

[instrumental music]

Tom, we have to do

something about Mary.

Oh, please,

Mary's feelings will keep.

The important crisis is

I have to make the speech

in less than two hours.

For days, I've been working

on this lousy thing.

I don't even know

the first line.

It was bad enough

standing up there alone

in front of all

those gray-haired men

with their blue-haired wives.

But now, a-all I would've

had to do was stammer

through a neatly, typed speech

that was all written out for me.

But now, speaking

extempurrorously--

- Extemporaneously.

- Extemporan..

I can't even say

extemporaneously..

in front of all those people.

I am gonna be the laughing stock

of the press club.

Tom, relax, really, I-I'm sure

it's around here someplace.

I know, I bet one of the kids

knows where it is

or knows where you left it.

The kids. You're right.

Nancy! Uh, Elizabeth!

Come, come! Where are they?

No. They're not here.

They're all gone.

They are scattered all over

San Francisco.

Oh, no, whatever happened

to the buddy system?

Relax, relax.

I have their itineraries.

Look at this. Right here.

♪ Ta dum ta dum ♪♪

Now, see, Susan said something

about showing Nicholas

the sights

b-but don't worry about them,

she promised to be back early.

And that just leaves, um..

Joannie, who was going

to some matinee

on, uh, Pacific Street,

that's right

and Elizabeth

was going to the wharf.

[music continues]

Nancy planned a day

of shopping.

Did I forget anyone?

Tommy.

Tommy said that, he said..

Oh, he said something about

visiting a museum on Broadway.

[music continues]

Well, among the few

non repeatable tidbits

Mary indicates she knows

nothing about dad's speech.

I can't even believe

this whole bum trip.

I could've died

when dad drove up

and started honking

like a crazy man.

At least he didn't yank you

out of the theater

in the middle

of the third act.

You know, well, who wants

the stupid speech anyway?

Well, I looked everywhere

and I can't find it.

Well, does anyone have

any brilliant ideas?

Yeah, why don't we tell

dad to quit blaming us

for his carelessness?

- Yeah, hear, hear!

- Yeah.

Look, nobody's blaming anyone.

Alright. Who has my speech?

No one is blaming everyone.

Look, my speech

is not at the hotel

so, it's got to be here.

Tom, look, we have looked

everywhere, I promise you

and we can't find it.

I'm sorry.

Dad, what did we tell you?

We don't have it.

You see, Abby, none of this

would've happened

if we came here alone.

Oh, dad, come on.

We haven't done anything wrong.

She's right,

all's we did was try

and have a little bit of fun.

Jeez, it's my first day here.

(Elizabeth)

'You've been treating us all

like privates in an army.'

'Why do you always have to act

like a platoon leader?'

Yeah, daddy,

you haven't been very fair.

You know,

how am I supposed to act?

How do you suppose

I'm supposed to get nine people

and pieces of luggage,

an automobile, and a frog

from point A to point B

without somebody being

a platoon leader?

Personally, I think

I did a very good job

'under the circumstances.'

Daddy, you're being impossible.

What?

That's a nice thing to say.

What do you think, I'm incapable

of having a good time, huh?

'You think that I'm some kind

of a rotten sport?'

That remark is

as inconsiderate as Mary

who doesn't even have the common

decency to say thank you to me--

Hey, wait a minute, dad,

wait a minute.

I talked to Mary about

that med school thing

and I don't blame her

for being upset.

I mean, you guys didn't have any

right to go behind her back

like that and ask that dean

for special treatment.

You're absolutely correct,

Joannie.

Parents have no rights,

only responsibilities.

So, what about

our responsibilities

to ourselves, hm?

Boy, oh, boy, I can see by

the look on all your faces

that you're not very happy

with the job I'm doing

as the father, are you?

'Alright, help yourselves, huh?'

Do it all by yourself.

Alright, then,

you're on your own

because as of right now

I'm a free agent.

That's right,

effective immediately

I resign as a father, I quit!

- 'Oh, dad.'

- 'Come on, dad.'

You don't mean that.

How are we gonna get along, huh?

That's not my job, ma'am.

You understand?

I'm not going to tell you.

You can vote amongst yourselves

democratically.

I'm sure that'll keep you

busy for a long while.

Yeah, and who's gonna pay?

It's not my job to tell you.

However, I can suggest that you

ask Elizabeth.

'She brought

her own money here.'

It's not my job, remember?

I'm not involved.

I quit!

Tom..

Can dads quit?

[instrumental music]

I suppose you're gonna tell me

that this whole dumb thing

is my fault, and I shouldn't

have been so ungrateful.

No, no, as a matter of fact,

I was coming in here to tell you

that I don't think

you can take sole credit

for your father's

temporary insanity.

Look, Abby, I want you to tell

your old and dear friend

to get off my case, okay?

Okay. Anything you say.

I just thought you wanted to go.

More than anything

I've ever wanted.

But not that way.

Don't you see that? That..

That if I get in

because you pulled strings

I'll never know if I coulda

done it on my own.

Is that more important to you

than going to

a particular school?

Very much.

Mary, let me just explain to you

why I did what I did, okay?

When I saw how crushed you were

well, I-I knew

Tom couldn't do anything.

So, I felt I had to do

something, you know?

'Well, to-to help you both out

at the same time, and, uh..'

I guess, to, uh,

to prove myself too.

Abby, that was very nice.

B-but you and dad

aren't always gonna be around

to, to patch things up.

I've got to start

doing that on my own.

And if I can't make it

doing this, well..

Then, I'll just have

to try something else.

Look, I'm-I'm sorry,

I didn't talk to you first

and, uh, I guess,

I-I guess I just have to learn

how to, you know, stand back

and, um, let you handle things

on your own.

Yeah, well,

don't stand back too far

I might need your help someday.

Well, when you do,

um, just ask, okay?

Like I'm askin' right now.

See, your father's gonna be back

any minute, and I'm not dressed,

and I got to get outta here.

[chuckles]

Uh, listen..

...you don't have

to prove yourself to me, Abby.

- Okay? Let's go.

- Okay.

- Oh, there you are.

- I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

I just had to get ready,

and I'm..

Alright, listen,

I just had a talk with Mary..

No, no, I don't wanna talk

about it, honey.

It's not my job anymore.

Tom, please stop dragging

this out.

No, no, we'll talk

about it later.

Right now, I need silence.

I have to think about

my acceptance speech.

Oh, okay.

[instrumental music]

[bell ringing]

Don't worry, honey.

Everything's gonna be okay.

Now, just loosen up, okay?

[sighs]

And at a time like this,

one is tempted to dwell

on the names of former

giants of journalism

'upon whom we have bestowed

these awards in previous years.'

Now, since we have

a number of awards

why don't we start

with the award

for editorial cartoon?

And from Los Angeles,

Ms. Wilma Blair.

[applauding]

I mean, don't worry.

I'll handle it.

Uh, sir, hi.

We're here with the press club--

Sorry, this is

a private affair.

Uh, well, I know,

but we're invited.

I'll have to see

your invitations.

Well, our father

has invitations.

- And he's-he's right inside.

- Yeah.

No one gets in

without an invitation.

Well, it was a nice try.

I think we have to

just go home

put on our grubbies

and goof off.

Oh, come on,

you guys, you know

this is dad's big chance in the

limelight. We gotta be there.

Really, I think the least

that we can do

is share it with him, huh?

- Even if he doesn't deserve us?

- Yes.

Well, we could storm the gates.

No.

That only works

at rock concerts.

Yeah, but there's something else

that works at rock concerts.

- What?

- What?

Follow me.

I've got an idea. Come on.

- What, Elizabeth?

- What? Elizabeth, what?

And now, our major award

for outstanding

journalistic excellence

and for superior public service.

'This year's special

Altruistic Award'

goes to the

"Sacramento Register" columnist

Mr. Thomas Bradford.

[all applauding]

Uh, excuse me, sir. Hi.

I was walking outside the

building and I found this money

sitting on the steps,

and I thought maybe you know

who it belonged to or something.

I asked all kinds

of people walking out

'but they just didn't seem

to know who it was'

'and they directed me to you.'

'You think you could deliver it

to the proper party?'

[all applauding]

[indistinct chatter]

Uh, thank you very much, uh..

Uh, let-let-let..

[clears throat]

Let me, uh,

begin by saying, uh, that..

[coughs]

Sorry. Excuse me.

I-I wanna, I wanna, uh,

I wanna thank you very much

for this-this wonderful award.

Since you members of the, uh,

press club have chosen me

to-to be your altruistic person

I-I feel...that it is my, uh..

...my-my responsibility

to-to warn you that

altruism isn't all

that it's cracked up to be.

The-the dictionary

says that, uh, altruism is

an unselfish concern for others.

That's very incomplete.

What the dictionary neglects

to mention is that

extending a helping hand

guarantees you only one thing

bruised fingers from the

from the thankless foot

of humanity.

'And I come to you, a man

with bruised fingers.'

I, I know you're thinking that

that's some kind of..

'...blasphemy..'

...but I, uh, promise you

that I'm only speaking

from harsh experience.

Doing things for others

has definite drawbacks.

Help, especially

the unsolicited kind.

It-it usually is ignored

or abused or turned on you.

You're called a buttinsky,

or a busybody.

Or even worse,

a platoon leader.

It's not exactly the kind of

reward that an altruistic person

might expect.

But it's the one that

you're likely to get.

Except, sometimes,

I guess you do get a reward.

You, uh..

It's not something tangible,

like public recognition

or plaques or something

you can take to the bank.

It's, uh, more like..

Well, like the reward

of seeing someone

'that you've helped

begin to help themselves'

'or watching them

become a better person'

or an independent person.

Yes, I-I think

it's the independence

that makes the difference.

When a person tells you that, uh

your help is no longer needed

or wanted,

you, you shouldn't tune out.

When they say that

they can make it on their own

'you shouldn't stand

in the way.'

It's not always easy,

but you have to sort of

stand back, and, and hope

that they'll be alright.

That maybe they'll even

go out and help somebody else.

And I guess that's

the real reward.

I guess that's what altruism

is all about.

And, uh, and take it from

a man with bruised fingers..

You can never quit.

Thank you.

[applauding]

- You did well.

- Yeah.

Well, how did you kids get in?

Oh, Elizabeth bribed

the man at the door.

Elizabeth, you shouldn't have.

Why not?

Dad said to use my own money.

Well, dad, what are we gonna do

now? You're the platoon leader.

- Yeah, just for tonight though.

- Oh, gosh.

I don't know exactly.

Anything you want I guess.

I want a soda

and some bugs for my frog.

Okay. Alright. You got it, son.

Uh-oh, let me get some money,

I think I just..

Oh, no! I don't believe this.

You don't know what I did.

- My speech!

- What's that?

- Oh, no!

- Are you kidding me?

I put it in my pocket

so I wouldn't forget it

and-and I went and forgot it.

Oh, well, it wasn't

much good anyway.

I think it was overwritten.

Alright, platoon, let's go.

- Alright.

- Okay, dad.

Dad, do we still

have to order the same thing?

No. Everyone gets

what he or she wants tonight.

- Okay. Let's go.

- Let's go. Come on!

French Fries.

I want the French Fries.

- Oh, hold it, everybody.

- What?

Now, I've got to

make a pit stop.

Yeah.

[theme music]
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