12x10 - Katie's Career

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Uh,

thanks again, baby.

And, uh, we'll call you.

Oh, sure you will.

Come on, come on, baby.

I haven't got all day.

Got a lead sheet, honey?

Yes.

Is this in the right key?

Uh, could you play it a tone higher, please?

Um, I sort of wrote this myself.

Oh, swell.

Okay.

A little slower, please.

Wake.

Up to find that you're not by my side Get
out of bed with things that you said still

in my head How many days have I thought of
the ways That you've been with me With the.

Things you put me through It's so Wherever
I go I think of you Just like a fountain.

That flows down the mountain Just like a river
That's by my side Just like a Keep singing, baby.

I told you I was holding auditions all afternoon.

I've been loving you How many times did I
tell you not to call me here?

Every day What do you mean, what do I mean?

I mean this is a business establishment,
that's what I mean.

Oh, come on, that's not my problem, baby, that's yours.

Oh, swell.

Oh, stop.

It's a good tune, Kathleen.

Thank you.

I'm sorry.

Okay, okay.

Oh, hi, Katie.

Hi, Dad.

Are you all right?

Oh, I miss Rob.

I did a really dumb thing today,
and I've cried half the afternoon.

Aside from that, I'm fine.

Dad, would you mind if I used your shoulder for a minute?

The boy's asleep?

Couldn't wake him with a sledgehammer.

At two in the morning, yes, but we can
talk as loud as we want now.

Kate, uh, how dumb was this dumb thing you think you did?

Pretty dumb.

I auditioned down at the Assyrpsi.

At the what?

Oh, Assyrpsi.

It's Espresso spelled backwards.

Coffee house.

Oh.

Uh, you auditioned for what?

Well, I thought maybe I could fill up some
of my extra time.

I figured maybe I could sing down there at night.

Oh, my.

What?

You actually think it's stupid to try to fill up your time?

Well, isn't it?

I mean, I'm a wife and a mother.

Katie, uh, this Assyrpsi, what is it?

The Assyrpsi.

Well, what kind of a place is it?

Oh, it's a nice place.

No freaky people, if that's what you're thinking.

Uh, it's all academic anyway, Dad.

I made a fool of myself at the audition.

Katie, there's no reason why you shouldn't
get a job someplace.

I mean, you look great and you sing very well.

And with a household full of people to take
care of the boys, you have no problems, right?

You think that?

Yeah.

And you're not doing anything you're
ashamed of, singing in a reputable cafe, are you?

No.

Tell me, uh, are they still auditioning down there?

Oh, why don't you go tomorrow and give it another try, huh?

I will.

Thanks, Dad.

Anytime, Pete.

Hey, Dad.

You want to do something really wild?

Uh, like what?

Well, let's go downstairs, and you sit in
your big chair, and I'll cook some of my

famous oatmeal cookies and serve them to you hot.

Sounds great.

Really wild.

Does Kathleen Douglas live here?

Uh, who wants to see her?

Frankie Leslie.

By the way, your phone's on the bum.

I checked it out with the phone company,
and they said it was being used.

But since when is the phone company ever right?

Right?

Well, our, uh, our phone could have been busy.

Well, in any event, I couldn't get through.

Is Kathleen here?

Yes, she is.

Come in, Mr. Leslie.

Thank you.

Somebody's cooking something.

It sure smells good.

Uh, Barbara, this is Mr. Leslie.

Uh, Barbara, my wife?

Uh-huh.

Well, hello.

How do you do?

I'm Charley O'Casey.

Hello.

Hi.

Uh, Mr. Leslie's here to see Katie.

I'll go tell her you're here.

Hey, they're still hot, so we... Katie, uh...

Mr. Leslie's here.

Hello.

Hi.

Why did you run out on me today?

Oh, you seem so busy.

Oh.

Everybody else around here is polite, but I ain't.

Katie, who's this joker?

I'm sorry, I thought you'd met.

This is Mr. Leslie.

He owns the Osirpsy.

Sounds like a disease.

That's Espresso spelled backwards, Charley.

It's a coffeehouse.

Katie auditioned there today.

For what?

For Charley.

As a singer.

I hope you don't think I'm rude,
but could I have one of those cookies?

Oh, sure.

Thank you.

You know, I missed my whole dinner today auditioning dames.

Uh, broads.

Girls.

You came closest, honey.

I came the closest?

Yeah, you seem to have something fresh about you.

I hope you know more than just that one song.

Hey, these are good.

Oh, thank you.

I have several songs that I could do.

Good.

You come on down to the place tomorrow about four
O'clock and we'll run through the tunes with a piano player.

And we'll talk money, too.

Do you mind if I take some of those?

I got an idea.

Take all you want.

Thank you.

Then it's a deal, honey.

Honey.

You know, Mr. Leslie, if you had made this
offer a couple of hours ago, I would have said no.

But since then, I've talked with someone
whose advice I respect very much.

Okay.

We've got a deal.

What is it about Mr. Leslie you don't like?

I didn't say I didn't like it.

No, but your face did.

You know what Charley has against him?

He hates, and I quote, anybody who calls a girl
he don't know, honey, right in front of her folks.

Unquote.

Does that bother you?

No.

Nothing's bothering me, really.

Oh, honey, come on.

Say it.

Well, as they say downtown, maybe I've
opened a can of peas.

I mean, Katie will be working late at night.

And everybody that goes into that place can't be trusted.

And then she'll be driving home by herself.

Do you notice that you call him Leslie
instead of Mr. Leslie?

Well, so I call you Barbara instead of Mrs. Douglas.

Well, that's different.

Yeah, I suppose it is.

Well, let's just say that some of us Solomons
do occasionally have their moment of doubt.

Tonight at 5, here on Odyssey.

My sister-in-law.

The one that cried.

She just came home.

Bye.

You better make that your sister-in-law
the one that just got a job.

I start tonight.

I can't believe it.

Oh, Katie, that's wonderful.

Sit down, tell me all about it.

Here, honey, your dress is all done.

Now take it upstairs and hang it up.

Oh, can't I listen to Katie's junk?

Later.

All right, what did Mr. Leslie say?

Well, first, he's leaving the way I dress up to me.

Oh, and the pianist is just great.

He transposes on sight.

And they're paying me scale to start, whatever that is.

And he even wants me to make some music.

He wants me to make some oatmeal cookies.

What?

Well, he says he took that handful we gave
him last night and put one on each saucer

next to the coffee cappuccino, and the customer's raved.

Well, that's a triumph all the way around.

Oh, Katie, I'm so proud of you.

Oh, me too.

I'd better go make those cookies.

Oh, Barb, could you do me a favor?

Yeah, sure.

Um, don't surprise me and come down there tonight.

If I'm going to fall apart, I'd like to do
it in front of strangers, not my family.

Okay.

Katie, we're all proud of you.

Thanks.

Surprised when you call in the afternoon.

And delighted, too, may I add.

Katie, she just got back.

She got the job.

Isn't that wonderful?

Honey, you're saying all the right things.

But you sound like you just lost your best friend.

She'll be fine.

Honest.

Mr. Leslie even wants her to make a batch
of oatmeal cookies.

Honey, it isn't like you to be so suspicious.

What ulterior motive could a man have
about oatmeal cookies?

Good for you.

You going to be home for dinner?

Okay.

Goodbye, love.

Barbara.

Barbara, did you know that Katie's making
cookies for the thief of Baghdad?

Yes.

Well, he's paying her scale.

Now, in the first place, that ain't going to make her rich.

And now, she's cooking for him.

Oh, calm down, Charley.

It just so happens that the cookies made a
hit with the patrons, that's all.

Certainly isn't an international incident.

Who's going to pay for the flour?

Me?

I'm sure Mr. Leslie will pay Katie whatever it costs.

Well, you know what I think about it?

I'm afraid to ask.

Yeah, well, I think the syndicate is in.

Oh, Charley.

Did you see that guy's face?

And the suit?

And the slick down here.

Charley, he has to be a gangster.

I mean, he didn't stand there and flip a
coin, but did you see those beady eyes?

I bet the syndicate is going to hijack the cookies.

Are you getting smart with me?

Sorry.

I'm just trying to tell you that you can't
dislike a man because of the way he dresses.

I mean, give Mr. Leslie a chance before you condemn him.

Okay.

Okay, but if he gets out of the house...

Dad?

Oh, hi, Kate.

Well, I was watching the late
show and... Dad, the TV set's off.

Oh, well, how was the job, Kate?

They liked me.

I can't believe it, but they really liked me.

And my oatmeal cookies were a smash.

Well, that's...

That's fine.

That was all because of you.

Oh, if you hadn't told me I was being so
silly, I'd probably be upstairs crying right now.

How are the boys?

Oh, they're fine.

Not a peep out of them.

Oh, good.

Well, excuse me, I've got to write Rob and
tell him all about my job.

Oh, Katie, it's pretty late.

Don't you think you ought to go to bed?

Oh, I couldn't sleep now.

I'm so excited.

Anyway, I don't have to go to work till 9
O'clock tomorrow night.

Dad, it's a whole new world.

And, and Frankie invited me to join him
for breakfast after the show tomorrow and

he liked my dresses and he's going to get
a brighter spot for my eyes.

Oh, thanks, Dad.

Good night.

Good night.

You.

Could see your faces.

Katie is as happy as a lark and the people who should
be the most cheerful about it are the most miserable.

Check your hand, Charlie.

How many cards do you want?

None.

This is draw poker.

You've got to draw.

Who made up them rules?

I did.

Oh, all right.

Okay, let's talk about it.

Katie has been working three nights now.

Everything's been going just fine.

The people love her.

She got an encore last night.

The cookies were a smash.

The boss is crazy about her.

You put your finger right on it.

Oh, Charley, why is it that you detest this man so much?

And that goes for you, honey.

I mean, why?

It's not like you.

Well, a pretty girl like that who's had
the protection of her husband for so long,

and now she's suddenly out on her own in
a, well, in that kind of a situation.

But that's the point.

What situation?

I'll tell you what situation.

She had breakfast with the knothead at
three in the morning.

Oh, in a restaurant with Mr. Leslie and a
musician and two or three other people.

I mean, people who work late at night.

Didn't I do that sort of thing?

Yeah, well, I'm going to hit the sack
before you convince me that Katie is

playing Patty cake in the sandbox with Santy Claus.

Good night, you guys.

Good night, Charley.

Barbara, I guess I'm being
unreasonable about this whole thing, but

there's just something about
Frankie Leslie that I... I have an idea.

Why don't you go down there?

Because you said it would make her nervous.

Well, that was three nights ago.

I think she'd love to see you now.

Me?

You mean you won't go?

No.

I might influence your... I think you... You go.

In my head And how many days Oh, good evening.

Good evening.

You alone, mister?

Yes, I am.

Over there near the wall, okay?

All right.

All of the dreams And all of the scenes
You put me through It's gotten so Wherever

I go I think of you Just like a dream A fountain That
flows down the mountain Just like a dream Good evening.

Are you alone, sir?

Yeah.

How about that table over there in the corner?

Just like a dream Oh, there it is.

All right.

Just like a dream That goes on and goes on
I've been up to you Oh, Charley?

Oh.

I'll sit here.

Bye.

Why didn't you tell me you were coming here?

Why didn't you tell me?

We could have saved some gas.

And it's been easy.

She's very good, Charley.

Yes, she is.

I'll be loving.

Every day I'll be loving every.

Day He looks like that guy that played in
g*ns of Chicago back in the early 40s.

No, I take that back.

He looks like the guy that played in Scarface.

Yeah, you're right.

Charley.

Thanks very much.

For what?

Just thanks.

Come on, let's go.

Oh, look, I didn't get any coffee.

Yeah, but let's go anyway.

All right.

Well, that's.

Real good.

Hi, Leona.

This is some of Kathleen's family.

This is my wife, Leona.

Oh, nice to meet you.

How do you do, Miss?

Nice to meet you.

Wife?

We owe you for some coffee.

Thank you.

Get it.

It's on the house.

Well, thanks very much.

Did we pass the test?

Uh, test?

That's it.

If I was in your place, I'd do the same thing.

I'd test the water before I'd let my kid go swimming.

Don't you worry about her.

She'll be okay.

I'm sure she will.

Good night.

Come back soon.

Yeah, uh, don't tell Katie we were here, will you?

Oh, no.

I still don't get it.

What do old movies got to do with anything?

What's little Charley doing up so late?

Well, he's coming down with a little cold, and I've
had some hot chocolate, which has kind of soothed him.

I'm going to take him upstairs.

Oh, give him to me.

I'll take him up.

Come on, little fella.

There you go.

You're with your Uncle Charley.

Hi.

Well?

Well, uh, you were right, Barbara.

I had Frankie Leslie pegged all wrong.

He's okay.

You see?

Did you hear Katie sing?

One number.

And she sings very well.

I thought maybe we could all go down
one night when it won't look like we're spying.

I don't think she saw us tonight.

Tell me.

Uh, about Frankie Leslie.

Yes.

Well, in the first place, his wife is the cashier.

He introduced us to her, and she's very nice.

They're both very nice.

You were right.

I was just unfair in my judgment of him.

There's no reason in the world for quitting, Mr. Leslie.

I'm sorry about the notice, but you don't
have to pay me if it's three nights I worked.

Yes, but what's this terrible thing that
makes you want to quit on me?

One of my little boys has a sniffle.

Sniffles?

Yes.

I'm sorry.

I really am, Frankie.

Thank you.

Bye-bye.

Katie, we can take care of little Robbie while you work.

Oh.

What kind of a mother would I be, Dad?

Oh, I'm just sorry that you and Barbara and
Uncle Charley didn't get a chance to hear me sing.

You know, it was pretty good.

I'll, uh, I'll bet you were.

I'm going to go write Rob and tell him the whole thing.

Give him my love.

Well, I guess that's the end of Frankie and Leslie, hmm?

Steve, will you tell me why you disliked
Mr. Leslie so very much?

It's really stupid.

Well, tell me.

All right.

I finally figured out that Frankie Leslie looked like
every villain in every movie I saw when I was a kid.

So, automatically, I disliked him.

Now, that's pretty stupid.

I don't think so.

You don't?

Well, no.

To this day, I'm halfway in love with any
man who looks like Don Amici.

And so are all his friends, Richie,
Foxy, Ralph, even Arnold, and Al.

Whoa.

So, find your couch and sit on it.

Happy Days, tonight at 6, here on Odyssey.