04x17 - Semi-Centennial Bradford

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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04x17 - Semi-Centennial Bradford

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Tommy, I've been thinkin'.

When Merle and Susan

have their baby

I'm gonna be the kid's uncle.

That's right, sport.

And you'll be his uncle too.

Right again.

Well, I've never

been an uncle before.

What are you supposed to do?

Well, from what I've observed

uncles give unwanted advice

at the drop of a hat

and, uh, occasionally,

pop for ice cream cones.

You mean the uncles

buy the ice cream?

'That's right.'

Uh, somethin' tells me

I'm too young to be an uncle.

I don't have a job or anything.

Don't worry, sport, by the time

Susan's baby needs

three fully-employed uncles,

you'll be ready.

Well, what happens

in the mean time

he hates me?

Nicholas, you might not be

uncle to a "he."

What do you mean?

Well, supposing

Susan has a girl.

A girl?

'There's always

that possibility.'

Nah, Merle wouldn't

do that to me.

[instrumental music]

[theme song]

♪ There's a magic ♪

♪ In the early morning

we've found ♪

♪ When the sunrise smiles ♪

♪ On everything around ♪

♪ It's a portrait

of the happiness ♪

♪ That we feel and always will ♪

♪ For eight is enough ♪

♪ To fill our lives with love ♪

♪ Oh we spend our days ♪

♪ Like bright and shiny

new dimes ♪

♪ If we're ever puzzled ♪

♪ By the changing times ♪

♪ There's a plate

of homemade wishes ♪

♪ On the kitchen window sill ♪

♪ And eight is enough ♪

♪ To fill our lives with love ♪♪

(Nicholas)

'I got a perfect name

for you, Merle.'

You can call the baby Ron.

'Ron.'

Ron Stockwell.

I kinda like it.

No you don't, Merle.

Ron is his hamster.

So, what's wrong with that?

Nicholas, I'm not gonna name

my baby after your hamster.

That's okay, I'm sure

he doesn't mind.

I don't even think he knows

it's his name anyway.

No way, Nicholas, forget it.

Well, I'm just trying to help.

And we appreciate it, slugger.

Slugger, that's a perfect name.

'Slugger Stockwell.'

You're right, that is perfect.

Come on, Merle. Be serious.

We have to find a name

for the baby.

Relax, we have

months to do that.

Yeah, but it has to be

the right name.

You know, the name you give

your child could determine

'his or her whole future.'

Is that true?

Uh, sure.

What would have

happened to baseball

if Babe Ruth

had been named May West?

I don't know. What?

(Susan)

'Okay, don't be serious.'

I can tell this is no time

to determine

the future of our child.

However, it is time to put

Nicholas to bed.

Can't you just tell dad that

you did and actually don't?

(Susan)

'No, Nicholas. I can't.'

Dad and Abby

will be home any minute.

By the way dad's been growling

at everybody around here

I'm not gonna fail

at babysitting

or do anything that's

gonna upset him.

Let's go.

- Hi, need some help?

- Oh, yeah, listen.

This jacket must be

marked incorrectly.

It couldn't possibly be

a regular.

Oh, it's a regular, alright.

Would you care to try a ?

No, no, I've been wearing

a regular all my life.

'That thing

must be cut too small.'

Well, sir, we must remember

that our body's do change

as we get older.

Oh, our body's do, do they?

But there are ways

we can hide it.

And that's why we're here, huh?

I'm not sure that's the coat

I wanna give you

for your birthday.

Try this one.

Oh, nice choice.

Understated, but not stodgy.

Hmm.

Well..

- Does feel better.

- We'll take it.

My pleasure.

I'll get the tailor.

Your daughter

has excellent taste, sir.

And you must be

a wonderful father

gettin' a coat

like this on your birthday.

My dad just had his sixtieth.

I'll be fifty.

Only fifty.

And you can forget

this stupid jacket.

'It's ridiculous.'

I'm sorry. What did I say?

Well, you'll understand

when you're fifty.

Wo-would you put that on hold

for me? I'll be back.

You see the price

earning's ratio

doesn't always correlate

with the upturn potential.

That's what you

gotta remember.

I remember, Floyd.

It's only been a half hour since

you said it the first time.

Oh, well, I..

...I just want you to have

a financially secure old age.

I'll try.

Well, this is fascinating.

I've had a wonderful evening.

Oh, that's nice.

Did you have

a wonderful evening?

- Wonderful.

- I'm glad.

[crickets chirping]

Would you like to have

another wonderful evening

tomorrow night?

I can't, Floyd.

Not tomorrow.

Previous engagement?

- Previous engagement.

- Yeah.

Well, it's my fault. I..

I should have

asked you earlier.

At least I'll get to

see you at work tomorrow.

Right, there's always work.

Nancy.

You're beautiful.

And in my mind

you're a triple A preferred.

Wait.

What?

They're watching.

They're watching?

Who's watching?

My little brothers.

Where?

Uh, you can't see them, Floyd.

But, uh, they can see us.

- That's weird.

- Oh, I know.

Their weird. Very, very weird.

Goodnight, Floyd.

Bye.

- Hi.

- 'Hi, Mary.'

- How was Floyd?

- Oh, boy!

I used the old "little brothers

are watching" routine.

Hmm, that bad, huh?

Boring, really boring.

- Maybe this'll cheer you up.

- Oh, yeah.

That'll make me a size .

I'm sorry, Abby, but I couldn't

stay in there any longer

listening to all that

juvenile prattle.

Seeing that stranger

in the mirror.

What stranger?

That old man with my face.

You're not old.

I'll be fifty in a few days.

That's two score and ten.

"The Bible" only gives us

three score and ten.

None of us knows

how long we get, Tom.

It's what we've got right now

that's important.

What I have now

is more past than future.

Abby, it's scary.

There's no time left

to do what I wanted to do.

I mean, I thought I would

accomplish so much more by now.

You've accomplished a lot.

Name me one thing

besides old age.

You will survive being fifty.

Survive, for what?

Fifty one, fifty two,

fifty three.

[instrumental music]

(Elliot)

'You know what sells

newspapers, Tom?'

Young ideas.

You mean we aren't

selling newspapers?

Oh, yes. But the Tribune

is gaining on us.

Well, Sacramento is changing.

All these

corporation headquarters

moving their bright young

executives here.

Do you know that our

market research boys say

that there is a percent

jump in the under s?

Oh, well, you know

those under s.

- They're always jumpin'.

- Hmm.

Have you read their new

columnist, Hank Sullivan?

I've skimmed him now and then.

Well, skim him again.

Very closely.

Research tells us that

his column in the Tribune

is read by four times

the number of under s

than your column

in the Register.

Really?

Well, don't you think that

maybe research could be biased.

You yourself said

that they were just boys.

Yes, but they're good boys, Tom.

Very scientific.

Two of them have Ph.Ds.

The truth is, they're

a little intimidating.

Well, things have changed since

you and I were cubs, Tom.

You've noticed.

[scoffing]

'Well, it's a different

world and you..'

'...you just can't run

in the same old ruts.'

Tom..

...may I be frank with you?

How frank?

I think that you're column

needs some pizzazz.

Pizzazz?

'I want you to go after that

youth market out there.'

As the under s say

"Get with it."

Get with it.

Exactly. Tune in, Tom.

Jazz up your subject matter

and your syntax.

Forget those old fogies

you were aiming at

and let's go for it.

You dig?

Oh. Yeah, I think so.

First I get with it

and then I go for it?

Right on.

No, Tom. This way.

[instrumental music]

[doorbell ringing]

- Yes?

- Hi, is Nancy home?

No, I think she's still at work.

No, she left early.

I was wondering

if anything was wrong.

I didn't even get a chance

to give her a ride home.

You must be Floyd.

- Right, Floyd Wakley.

- Hi, I'm Elizabeth.

Uh, would you like to

come in and wait for Nancy?

She probably just had

some shopping to do.

- Would that be alright?

- Sure.

Thank you.

Hey, Elizabeth,

what do you think

about this name for the baby?

Ralph Waldo Stockwell.

Ralph Waldo?

Yeah, it was

Joannie's suggestion.

I think she was kiddin'.

Uh, Floyd, this is my

little brother, Nicholas.

- Nicholas, Floyd.

- Hiya.

Nicholas Floyd Stockwell.

[whispering]

Nicholas Floyd.

I hate it.

[giggles]

Uh, he's a little different.

Oh, yeah, I know.

Nancy told me.

Kid's a peeper.

Well, sure, Tom.

We can call the game off

if you don't feel up to it.

Stick out your tongue.

Oh, no, no, no,

forget it, Greg, I..

I don't need a doctor.

- Sure?

- Yeah.

What I have is incurable.

Unless..

Unless, what?

What's the story

on those monkey glands?

What monkey glands?

You know, over in Europe.

Do they really

bring back your youth?

[phone ringing]

I haven't heard that question

asked in three years.

Not since I asked it.

You asked it?

When I turned .

Unfortunately, the answer

was very discouraging.

Oh. But maybe there has been

some scientific advances

since then.

I'm afraid not, Tom.

You're just gonna

have to learn to live

with the body you've got.

It's not my body.

My body is years old.

Up here anyway.

I got news for you, kid.

Your -year-old body

just chickened out

of playing a game of racquetball

with this -year-old geezer.

You know the unfairest

point of it all?

It's they way

it sneaks up on ya.

I mean, one day, there you are

trying to master

the boy scout manual and how to

kiss a girl without giggling

and the next day, you're

waiting to be a grandfather.

Nah. That's not

the worst part.

The worst part is

waking up and finding out

that most of your life is over.

You've passed the summit

and you're heading downhill.

But that feeling

will pass, Tom.

This big - syndrome,

it's all psychological.

I mean, if you did not know

that next Tuesday

was you're fiftieth birthday

you wouldn't be torturing

yourself this way.

But I do know

and then it does.

Alright, I'm gonna have to

give you a prescription.

Well, didn't you say

there was no elixir of youth?

I'm talking about

a psychological prescription.

Now, when the big day comes

forget it's your birthday.

Go away, just you and Abby.

And above all

do not have a party.

No party?

I thought my birthday party

was gonna k*ll me.

I mean it's bad enough

that I knew I was fifty.

But did my friends

and neighbors have to find out?

Oh, yeah.

I see your point, Greg.

And you know what?

I think you're right.

I feel better already.

Good.

[instrumental music]

Are you sure about this, Tom?

Yes, I'm positive.

There will be no birthday party

given to me by any

member of this family.

'Now, Abby and I are going away

by ourselves on Tuesday.'

'To Lake Tahoe.'

'When we return,

there will be no mention'

'that a birthday even existed.'

'And I don't wanna listen

to any protests'

'or any sentimental

appeals to tradition.'

There will be no parties.

No arguments.

Sure, dad.

We weren't gonna

have one anyway.

- You weren't?

- No.

We all remember what happened

to Dr. Max when he had his--

Shh.

His unmentionable birthday.

- He went bananas.

- Yeah.

We wouldn't put you

through that, dad.

(Elizabeth)

'Yeah, or ourselves.'

Right, you don't need

something else to growl at.

(Tommy)

'And we figured we don't

need a party around here.'

What we need is some

peace and quiet.

(Mary)

'Yes.'

(Tommy)

'Is there anything else?'

No.

Meeting adjourned.

Yay!

[instrumental music]

I would have thought

they would have at least

planned a party or something.

Well, you can still

change your mind.

I don't want a party.

What do you want?

I don't know.

[instrumental music]

(Elliot)

'Am I disturbing you, Tom?'

Oh, hi, Elliot.

No, no. I was just musing.

You know, getting organized

to get with it.

Really? I had the definite

feeling yesterday

that I wasn't quite

getting through to you.

Oh, no, no.

I understood perfectly.

I-I know just what

you were driving at.

In fact, I just

got this inspiration

before you came in here

to have Tommy take me

to the next rock concert

that comes into town.

And I'll-I'll do a review on it.

Now, how is that

for thinking young, huh?

You know, Tom, I think perhaps

I was a bit hasty in

speaking to you yesterday.

Hasty, really?

Yes, I think that, uh

my suggestion for a solution

was not the right one

for the problem.

Oh, you mean I won't have to

go to the rock concert?

No, I think we'll just leave

that to Hank Sullivan.

You're going to concede

to the competition?

That's what I came here

to tell you about, Tom.

We've scooped the competition.

I've hired Hank Sullivan

away from the Tribune.

Hank Sullivan is working

here at the Register?

That's right, Tom. He's gonna

write his column for us.

Well, what do I write?

What you've always written, To..

Oh, we couldn't get along

without you, Tom.

Thanks.

Now, there's one little favor

I'd like to ask you.

Yeah, I know.

Break the youngster in.

- Kinda take him under my wing?

- Uh, not exactly, Tom.

You see, we've invested so

heavily in acquiring Hank that

I wanna capitalize on it

right from the start.

So, I thought we'd give him

your spot on page two.

My spot? Well,

where does my column go?

Don't worry, Tom.

We'll find some place for you.

I mean it's only temporary

until we get the boy launched.

You don't mind, do you?

Mind? Me?

- Ahh..

- Thank you, Tom. Thank you.

[instrumental music]

[cutlery clinking]

Mr. Bradford.

Hank, when you

joined the Register

you joined a family.

Call Tom, Tom.

Well, would you mind, Tom?

No, no. That's alright,

Mr. Sullivan

You can call me Tom.

I-I can't tell you

what a great pleasure

it is to finally meet you.

Oh, really?

Oh, that's very kind.

I've been reading your columns

ever since I was a little kid.

(Hank)

'And of course, Dave always

used to talk about you.'

Dave? Dave who?

Well, your son, David.

'Uh, we had a couple of classes

together in college.'

- You're David's age?

- Well, approximately.

I, uh, skipped a few grades in

junior high and grammar school.

You mean to say that you're

younger than David?

Well, the way I figured, Tom

Hank here has got to be

the youngest daily columnist

on any major newspaper

in the United States.

Congratulations.

What sounds good, Tom?

Well, it doesn't sound too good

but I'm having the diet plate.

Hank?

Well, I'll have

the macaroni casserole

'and the apple pie a la mode.'

Ah, youth, it's wonderful.

He's so skinny.

[instrumental music]

Thank you.

Floyd, you really

didn't have to bring me

to such an expensive place.

Hey, you deserve

the best that the world

and my credit cards

have to offer.

Well, now you're

making me feel guilty.

Why, for asking me

out to lunch?

Don't be silly.

You made my day.

[laughing]

Here's to us.

- Us?

- Yeah.

Oh, Floyd.

You don't understand.

I only said let's have

lunch together

because I have to

tell you something

that I can't tell you

at the office.

I know.

It's hard to be romantic

with one eye on the Dow Jones.

Oh.

- Uh, Floyd.

- Mm-hmm.

- Listen to me.

- Okay.

Please.

I think we're seeing

too much of each other.

Uh-oh.

I think I spot

a definite down trend.

[clearing throat]

I hate to say this to you.

But..

We're together in

the stock brokerage everyday.

And you ask me out

every night.

I just think we need

our own privacy.

That's all.

You mean you asked me out to

lunch to tell me to get lost?

We'll split the check?

Doesn't help.

Look, Floyd,

don't get upset.

[sighs]

We can still be good..

...co-workers.

Oh, that sounds...boring.

Well, I know you.

And I know you're mature enough

to overcome boredom.

Look, you'll treat it

as a challenge.

You won't let this defeat you.

You'll go out there

and you'll find someone else.

Someone more compatible.

You think so?

I know so.

You're a very attractive man.

- Yeah?

- Yeah.

Maybe you're right.

- Yeah.

- Cheers.

(Tom)

'You want to

name the baby what?'

Henry Stockwell,

but we'll call him Hank.

Please, that's a very

unpleasant name.

Merle doesn't think so

He thinks it's a great name

to name someone after.

Oh, he does, does he?

I suppose he's also an avid

under s reader

of Hank Sullivan's column.

- Hank who?

- Hank Sullivan.

Who's he?

He's the man who's gonna

push me off page two tomorrow.

Never heard of him.

Me and Merle wanna name the baby

after Hammerin' Hank Aaron.

Oh, I see.

Or we can call him Dizzy.

After Dizzy Dean.

What do you think?

Oh, I don't really know, I don't

wanna think about it now.

I've had a tiring day.

You can take a nap

before dinner.

A nap!

That's what Marvin's

grandpa always does.

I am not Marvin's grandpa!

Just trying to help.

If Marvin's grandpa doesn't

take a nap before dinner

he falls asleep

in his chocolate pudding.

Nicholas, I am a long way

from that kind of behavior.

Good. It kinda spoils dessert.

Oh, listen to this.

I got the reservation

at Tahoe for both

Monday and Tuesday night.

We've got this room

with this giant fire place

and a view of the lake.

We can't go.

What do you mean we can't go?

It was your idea that we go away

to celebrate your birthday.

I know, there's nothing

I'd rather do

but I can't spare

the time right now.

That kid has pushed me out

of my traditional spot

in the paper.

I can't let him

push me any further.

He's not gonna do that.

Oh, he isn't, isn't he? Heh.

You should have him

snapping at your heels.

Well, if you feel that way,

then we really

should get away, shouldn't we?

So you can get

a better perspective.

No, no. My perspective

is just fine.

I can see all the ways

of defending myself.

And it starts with

staying right here

and fighting.

Well, that's a pretty

terrible way

to celebrate your birthday,

isn't it?

- In anger.

- It's my birthday.

I'll celebrate it

the way I feel.

[instrumental music]

Are you kidding?

Dad doesn't deserve a party

with the way he's been

riding everybody.

And you heard him, Joannie,

he doesn't want one.

No, I think he does,

he just said that.

I mean, it's a confusing

time for him.

It's hard to turn .

Huh, I'll say it's hard on us.

It's for you.

It's Paul Armstrong.

Isn't he the publisher

of the Tribune?

- Paul Armstrong.

- Yeah.

Why would he be calling?

Well, you could ask him.

Hello, Paul, it's been

a long time. What's up?

Oh, yeah. I can imagine.

Well, we were all surprised, too

when Hank Sullivan left you

and came over to us.

'Tonight?'

Oh. Yeah, sure,

if that's what you want.

Alright, I'll see you

in a half an hour.

Very good.

So long, Paul.

- I don't get this.

- What's wrong?

'He said he has to see me.'

He's coming over.

- 'Here?'

- Yeah.

He said it might be better

than some place more public.

'That sounds interesting.'

It's nice to be

so popular, huh?

Hmm.

Even if it is

with the competition.

[doorbell ringing]

I'll get it!

Nicholas, I'll get it.

And listen, aren't you

supposed to be upstairs

doing your homework?

Come in, Paul.

Oh, I'm sorry you're not Paul.

I was expecting somebody else.

Uh, may I help you?

Yes, sir. My name is

Floyd Wakley. I have a date--

Oh, yes. Go right

in the living room and wait.

Ah, will it take

that long, sir?

Well, are you, uh,

early, late or prompt?

I'm prompt.

Well, it would take

at least that long.

Everybody dawdles

around here.

[clearing throat]

- Floyd.

- Oh, hello, Nancy.

I thought we reached

an understanding at lunch.

We did.

Then what are you doing here?

Just carrying out your advice.

That was a great

pep talk you gave me.

I found someone that I think

is more compatible.

Well, I'm glad but you didn't

have to come all the way over

there to thank me.

Who is it?

[instrumental music]

Oh, hi, Elizabeth.

Are you ready?

Mm-hmm.

Elizabeth!

- Hi, Floyd.

- You look beautiful.

Well, thank you.

Um, is this

okay with you, Nance?

Why wouldn't it be okay?

Well, you know that's what

I like about this family.

It's so...understanding.

Thank you, Nancy, and goodnight.

'Night.

Night.

Paul, can I get you

anything else?

As a matter of fact, you can.

I'll have a Tom Bradford.

I beg your pardon?

[laughing]

Tom, come on over.

Join us on the Trib.

What?

Wait a-wait a minute.

You, you mean you want me to

come over as a replacement

for Hank Sullivan?

Not at all.

You know how long I've wanted

you writing for us.

Yeah, but I also know how long

you've wanted to

out maneuver Elliot.

Well, that's the game, Tom.

If he gonna hire

my people away from me, fine.

But why can't I hire his?

Gosh, now I'm beginning

to feel like a pawn.

(Paul)

'Well, I'm not

offering you a pawnship.'

You're the finest columnist

to ever hit Sacramento

and I'm offering you

recognition of that..

'...beginning with the dollars.'

Well, I understand

your position, Paul.

And I appreciate it

very much, believe me.

It's just that, uh..

...I-I-I can't

accept your offer.

Now, now, now, Tom,

just a minute.

There's no room

on the Register for both

you and that youngster.

He'll be pushing and shoving

'until there's

no room left for ya.'

Well, I-I'm sure

he will be, but..

...there's such

a thing as loyalty.

Hank Sullivan would call

that old-fashioned thinking.

I've been feeling

very old-fashioned lately.

Thanks a lot, Paul.

'But no thanks.'

Tom, I want you

to think about this.

''Cause we really need you.'

I'm so sorry, Mr. Bradford.

I know how hard it is for you

not to have your

column on page two.

No, that I could live with.

But did you see

where I wound up?

On page .

It's better than page .

It is not better than page .

This is a delivered insult.

Look, look where they have me.

Right next to the "Obituary."

They say it's only temporary.

There is no such thing

as a temporary obituary.

Take a memo.

Mr. Bradford, I-I can't

take a memo right this minute.

- Ca-can we do it later?

- Why later?

Because..

...I'm supposed to be answering

the phones right now

for Mr. Sullivan.

But you're my secretary.

Well, actually, Mr. Bradford

until Mr. Sullivan

can hire his own

I'm half yours

and I'm half his.

Oh, I don't believe this.

I wasn't supposed to

say anything.

Mr. Bradford until

Mr. Randolf got a chance

to explain.

Yeah, well, he'll get

his chance right now.

Hello, Victoria,

this is Tom Bradford.

I have to speak to

Elliot, immediately!

Hello, Elliot.

Stay right where you are

'cause I'm coming up there.

No, I don't think

a surprise party

is such a good idea.

He is so touchy these days.

I don't think

any one of us should

countermand his orders.

- What orders?

- Dad.

- What're you doing home?

- I'm asking. What orders?

Nothing, it was just a thought.

It was my thought, dad.

I'd like to give you a party.

We already decided that.

(Joannie)

'I know, but, it doesn't

have to be a birthday party.'

I mean, there could be

some other reason for it.

There's gotta be

a lots of reasons

we could give you a party.

'Choose something.'

How about for quitting my job?

Quitting?

Uh, eh, the Register?

Tom, that's impossible.

No, Abby, it was beautiful.

I showed them, I'm not some

deadwood they can push around.

I quit.

[instrumental music]

Well, uh, of course

the offer still holds, Tom.

But, uh, what happened

to all the loyalty?

Oh, well,

nothing happened to it.

I just found out

that I was giving it

and nobody was returning any.

You'll find we work differently

here at the Trib.

When do you wanna start?

When do you need me?

(Paul)

'Like, yesterday.'

But I suppose you wanna

take off a few weeks.

Get a bit of rest.

Collect your thoughts.

Oh, no, no,

my thoughts are collected.

I wanna get to work.

I wanna show those people

back at the Register

that I'm as good as I ever was.

That's what I wanna hear.

Tom, we're going

to make a great team.

I'm sure we will, Paul.

Okay, then.

If it's agreeable with you,

we'll start tomorrow.

I'll have an office

all ready for you.

'And we'll clear space

for your column on page two.'

Page two?

If that's agreeable.

Oh. Yeah, I think

I can live with it.

Thanks, Paul.

- To better days.

- Better days.

I should've done this

a long time ago.

The Register was very good

to you for a lot of years.

Too many years, I was in a rut.

I should have realized that.

No wonder I was feeling old.

You're not old.

You know, I wish

I could make you go to

a blackboard and write

a thousand times

"Tom Bradford is not old."

Not now, I feel like

a kid starting out.

New job, new challenges.

This is the best thing

I ever did.

Tom, Elliot Randolph

called the house this morning.

'He wants to talk to you.'

No, I said everything

I wanted to say to Elliot

yesterday.

Well, there's a lot

of things to be

worked out

about your resignation.

Our attorneys

can work out the details.

Tom, he's an old friend.

He's my youth

happy competitor.

Tom, I really think

we should go to Tahoe

for more than

just your birthday.

- 'For a week or so.'

- Why?

Because you've made

a lot of decisions

really fast and I think

you should relax

and sort it all out.

There's nothing to sort out.

I had an old job

and it was depressing.

I have a new job and I love it.

Do you know what sounds good?

What?

'Macaroni Casserole'

and Apple Pie.

I think I'll go for it.

A la mode.

(Nancy)

'No, Elizabeth.'

'You didn't wake me when you'

snuck in last night.

Oh, great,

I was worried about it.

It was a little late. In fact,

it wasn't even last night.

It was this morning.

Oh, really?

What happened?

Did Floyd's car breakdown?

Uh, no, we just

got to talking.

Oh, I know what you mean.

Floyd probably

started talking about

technical upswings

and marketing sell-ups

and you couldn't

shut him up, right?

Actually, we talked

about our childhoods.

He's really very sensitive.

Floyd?

Mm-hmm. Did he ever

tell you about his rabbit?

Uh, no, he spared me the rabbit.

When it ran away, he kept

it's cage as a memorial.

Oh, that is sensitive.

'Oh, I thought

it was pretty touching.'

I always wanted a rabbit.

Liz, how can you stand

to be with that boring person?

Well, maybe I'm boring.

(Nancy)

'You are not.'

Maybe he isn't.

I find that

very hard to believe.

Well, then don't worry about it.

You didn't like Floyd anyway

so what's the big deal?

Yeah, huh. What's the big deal?

[chuckles]

(female #)

'Mr. Bradford's here

to see you, sir.'

(Paul)

'Send him in.'

Good morning, Paul.

(Paul)

''Morning, Tom.'

Hey, how do you like

that office we gave you, huh?

Oh, boy, I tell you,

it's great.

I feel like the publisher.

Well, we wanted you

to be comfortable.

I'm more than comfortable.

In fact, when they called me

and told me

that you wanted to see me

it was tough for me

to tear myself away.

Tom, I want you

to take a look at that.

Sure. What is it?

That's a report from the State

Senate Crime Committee.

- On prostitution.

- Oh.

I-I see that this

is dated two years ago.

If I remember correctly,

we did a report on this

at the Register

when it first came out.

Oh, sure. So did we.

Tom, I'm not interested

in the news value.

It's in the subject itself.

There's a lot of heat.

- Heat?

- Sure.

Grabs a reader's attention.

Right?

Oh. Oh, you mean

that it's provocative?

Sensational?

- Sexy?

- Make a great column.

Ha-have you been

reading my column?

You know, I usually

write about my family

and all my readers

are family people.

Oh, sure, a-a-and look.

Your columns are excellent.

It's just that the way

the circulation w*r is going

right now, we need

a little spice.

I don't know, I..

This isn't exactly

my cup of tea.

I don't think

I'd know where to start.

That's why

I gave you the report.

Look it over.

You'll find the angle.

Anything else

I can help you with, Tom?

No.

No, not, not at the moment.

Okay.

[instrumental music]

(Tommy)

'Dad, can I talk to you?'

(Tom)

'I'm busy. That's why

the door is closed.'

(Tommy)

'Alright, alright.'

Hi.

Dad's just chased me

out of the study.

What's he doing here?

Oh, well, he's writing

his first column

for the Tribune at home

'cause he says

he can't work

in his new office.

Well, this new job

sure hasn't helped

his old disposition any.

[dramatic music]

[typewriter spool creaking]

[keys clacking]

I think Floyd is

definitely sensitive.

Yeah, but, Joannie,

you don't know him like I do.

Well, he looks sensitive.

I think it's really big

of you to give him up.

It is?

More than big, it's selfless.

I mean, not many girls can do

that and not be jealous.

Who's jealous?

Well, that's what I'm saying.

I mean, Floyd is perfect

for Elizabeth.

And it's good

that you can see that.

You don't think

he is too old for her, do you?

No, she's practically

the same age as you are.

Well, I've been out

in the business world

and her life's been

so academic and sheltered.

Well, that's why

Floyd is perfect for her.

He's sophisticated

and stimulating, you know.

- He is?

- Well, according to Elizabeth.

You know..

...sometimes when you're working

with a person day after day

it just don't seem

like they really are.

Hey, we're not finished.

I know, but I have

business with Elizabeth.

[chuckling]

Beautiful, Tom.

You're minutes

ahead of deadline.

Slow start. I was nervous.

Never gets any easier, does it?

No, it never does.

I uh, I don't understand.

Where? I-I'll simplify

the sentence.

No, no, no,

the sentence is clear enough.

It's, uh..

This is all about

your two daughters

fixing the furnace?

Yes, that's my kind of heat.

It's not amusing, Tom.

It wasn't meant to be.

I was writing what I am.

What my readers expect.

Tom, I'm trying to help you

reach more readers.

Elliot's doing the same thing

with Hank Sullivan.

My readers trust me.

Times change, Tom.

But I don't.

Not about this anyway.

And neither does my column.

[sighing]

Can't you see it, Elizabeth?

Floyd's just doing

this to make me jealous.

Hah! I don't believe that.

Then why did he ask

my sister to go out?

Because we like each other.

That's what

I'm trying to tell you.

It has nothing to do with you.

It has nothing to do with you.

Look, it's none

of your business.

'You dropped Floyd.'

Because he's such a drag.

And I'm just trying

to save you from him.

Or save him for yourself, maybe.

That's not true.

'Oh, it is true.'

Look, you had your chance

with Floyd

and you blew it.

Oh, I did, did I?

Yes, so you just

stay away from him.

Hey, look, don't

tell me what to do.

I knew him first.

I'm warning you, Nancy.

Yeah? And I'm warning you.

I think you

worry too much, Abby.

No, I'd just like to get

Tom away for a while.

I mean, let's face it.

Mid life crisis in Lake Tahoe's

a lot better than Sacramento.

Yeah.

I thought he looked good

this morning. Didn't you?

That new spot on the Tribune's

probably just what he needed.

[phone ringing]

Oh, I'll get it.

Bradfords'.

Oh, hi, dad.

Yeah, hang on, she's right here.

Abby, it's for you.

Hi.

What?

[dramatic music]

'Oh, I see.'

No, you-you just

stay right there.

I'll be-I'll be right down.

'No, I know where it is. That's

where you always go with Max.'

Okay, bye.

(Joannie)

'Something wrong?'

Yeah, I'm-I'm meeting

your father

at the Lasting House Bar.

How come?

He's just been fired.

[music continues]

[dramatic music]

(Tommy)

'Well, what's next? Welfare?'

(Janet)

'Don't panic, I'm sure

your father will find a job.'

(Tommy)

'Not in Sacramento.'

At least not in

the newspaper business.

If he doesn't find

something soon enough

Mary'll probably

have to quit med school.

Abby'll have to go back to work.

(Elizabeth)

'And I'll have to drop

out of college.'

[dramatic music]

[door opens]

How you feeling?

Listen, I've been thinking.

All your excuses

have evaporated.

We can take

that trip to Tahoe now.

Just the two of us,

for as long as we want.

You know the weather report

says it's spectacular.

There's the fresh snow

and the sun is out and--

No, Abby.

But, Tom, you need it.

We can't afford it.

Not with the

self-centered stunts

that I've been pulling

around here.

I've let this family down.

You know, I'm not

concerned about this family.

I'm concerned about you.

That's just it. So was I.

So the Bradfords

have lost their breadwinner.

Tom, you need this trip.

'Guilt is such

a waste of energy.'

It's bad enough

knowing what I did.

But not knowing how to fix it?

That really hurts.

I wonder if we'll be

able to keep the house.

Well, there's always

Bradford construction company.

Uh-huh. He'd hate it.

I'd hate it. It wouldn't work.

(Elizabeth)

'Yeah, well, nothing's

gonna work unless'

'he stops moping around

and gets out of that chair.'

It's ironic. I mean,

how many times has he told us

to grow up and here

he is sittin' around

'acting like a five-year-old.'

Okay, that's-that's enough.

What's wrong?

I-I just don't wanna

hear this anymore, okay?

Yeah, but Tommy's right,

dad's acting like

an erratic adolescent.

And you?

Have you been

behaving any better?

Have you forgotten

he's your father?

Well, he sure

isn't acting like one.

Yeah, well, no,

I guess he isn't right now.

And that's because he can't.

And, uh, that's what

hurts him so much.

Abby, you have to admit.

His behavior has hurt

a few other people.

This man has worked

all his life for you people.

He's put up with

all your growing pains.

He always gave you

what you needed.

Well, I guess

you're right, but..

What he did was

so irresponsible.

Elizabeth, your father's

afraid of growing old

and becoming dependent.

'And the way you guys

are talking right now'

'I can sure understand

how he feels.'

'He needs your strength'

and your support.

'The way he's always

given his to you.'

Well, what's going on in here?

Hi. Nothing.

I was just wondering..

...we're all so good

at taking from Tom Bradford

can't we try giving

just a little understanding?

Alpha, how about Alpha?

- Means the first.

- Oh, forget it.

I knew an Alpha

in kindergarten.

She threw rocks

at everybody and always

went to the boys' room.

- Elisa?

- Oh, no.

That sounds pretentious

for Alice.

Okay, how about Alice?

Hey, you know, that's not bad

for a middle name.

Why don't you write it down?

- Well, I can't.

- Oh, why not?

I got an Aunt Alice

and my mother hates her.

[knock on door]

- I'll get it.

- Thanks.

Whoa! Hm.

Alister.

Andrea?

- Abigail?

- Hi, no, Elizabeth.

- Oh, Elizabeth.

- Hi.

Wh-wh-what are you doing here?

Uh, who is Abigail?

No, I asked you first.

Well, I have to talk

to you guys about dad.

- Well, what about dad?

- Yeah.

Exactly. I think it's about time

we ask that question.

Really?

I really don't feel

right about this.

'Now, Floyd!'

What's wrong with two co-workers

having lunch together, huh?

Well, let me put it this way.

Are we gonna tell Elizabeth?

Well, that's up to you.

That's up to

why you asked me here.

The truth?

The truth.

To tell you it worked.

What worked?

I am jealous, Floyd.

'And I have to admit'

I was very wrong to call

that brief little recess

in our relationship.

That brush-off was a recess?

Yes, just a recess.

And I think we should start

seeing each other

socially again.

Now don't worry,

Elizabeth will understand.

Oh, Nancy.

Here you are. Good.

Joannie, what are

you doing here?

Oh, I just ran all the way

from the stock brokerage.

When they told me you were here

I was afraid

I wouldn't catch you.

Catch me why?

We gotta go

home right now, okay?

Wait a minute, did Elizabeth

put you up to this?

It has nothing to do with

Elizabeth, alright?

- It's dad.

- What about dad?

Oh, I'll tell you on the way.

Good to see you.

Good to see you, too.

Mr. Sullivan.

There's a Mr. Bradford

to see you.

- David Bradford.

- Oh, well, thank you, Donna.

I know.

- It looks strange, doesn't it?

- Yeah.

- Hey, David.

- Hi, Hank.

- It's been a long time.

- Yeah.

Uh, I'm sorry, I guess I should

have called for an appointment.

Oh, come on.

- Wanna sit down?

- Yeah. Thanks.

Well, what's up?

I-I guess your father sent you

down here to pick up some

of his personal stuff, huh?

No, he doesn't

even know I'm here.

Well, then

what brings you down?

I need a good newspaper man

to help me find out something.

Well, I guess I'm the second

best newspaper man you know.

'Look, David, I-I surely'

didn't mean for it

to work out this way.

Hey, I got a pretty good idea

what happened here.

I don't blame you for it.

(Hank)

'Thank you.'

But I don't know

what happened at the Tribune.

'Is there any way

you can find out?'

David, it-it's

all over the streets.

Well, uh,

didn't your father tell you?

No, he won't even talk about it.

I mean, we want to help him

but we don't even know

where to start.

He was fired. Because he

wouldn't knuckle under.

To what?

'To having his column

dictated to him.'

They do that over there?

(Hank)

'They do.'

And it took me two years

to get up enough..

...manhood to reject

their pressure.

And from day one, your father

wouldn't budge an inch.

'I'll tell you another thing.'

It's gonna take

a long time for me to

fill his shoes.

Oh, why didn't he tell us?

I don't know.

Maybe he just..

Maybe he just doesn't like

playing the big hero.

Oh, I guess not.

These days,

especially to himself.

[knocking on door]

Oh, can't a man

have any privacy?

What is this ridiculous parade?

Dad, you'll get your privacy.

Just give us five minutes, huh?

We wanna apologize.

And we want to

promise you something.

Abby, what is this all about?

Would you just listen?

It's a present.

Yeah, and we chose

David to deliver it.

I think it's some kind

of speech.

Boy, I sure wouldn't want

a speech for my birthday.

(Joannie)

'Nicholas, let David talk.'

Go ahead, David.

Uh, dad, uh, you've been

the rock

in this family for a long time.

You've helped us

through our rough days

and you've been there

whenever we needed you.

And that's a lot of times, dad.

Times eight.

Who's saying this speech

you or David?

Dad, I found out

why you were fired.

'And it makes me very proud.'

Any man that does what you did

can handle anything,

including fiftieth birthdays

'and unemployment, right?.'

(all)

'Right.'

(David)

'And even if

you don't need our help'

we're going to give it to you.

It's our chance

to pay you back, dad.

It's only fair.

Everything we have

we owe to you.

You made us a family,

you're stuck with us.

And this family is gonna

stand behind you, Mr. B.

Right. We don't know

what you're gonna wind up doing

or how long it's gonna

take to find another job

but whatever we have to give up,

we'll do it gladly.

(Joannie)

''Cause you deserve it.'

'Cause we need you, dad.

Yeah, and we want you

back as a dad.

Like you used to be.

[instrumental music]

I'm back, Nicholas.

I'm right here.

Thank you.

Thank you very much.

(Mary)

'Ah.'

[indistinct chattering]

(Elliot)

'You drive a hard bargain, Tom.'

(Tom)

Well, that's because

there were complaints

that my column was missing.

- Who told you?

- I did.

There's something else.

After I apologized

to you this morning

I apologized to Hank over lunch.

And we agreed on something.

Why don't you tell him, Hank?

No, Tom, you tell him.

It was your idea.

Alright. Well, we feel

that we should

both be on page two,

side by side.

Give the readers both barrels,

the younger outlook

versus the traditional.

Well-balanced controversy.

(Hank)

'Two challenging view points.'

Hold it, you two, hold it.

What's wrong, Elliot?

You don't have to

talk me into it.

Just do it in

for the next edition.

- Thanks.

- Thanks, Mr. Randolph.

- Hey, kid.

- Yeah.

I meant the other kid.

Me?

Happy birthday.

[instrumental music]

[instrumental music]

Floyd told you?

When?

He called me this morning.

He told me

you invited him to lunch

and you tried everything

to cut me out.

Oh, Elizabeth,

you have to understand.

I did it for you, really.

I just don't think

you see Floyd as he really is.

Oh, I see him as he really is.

But I also see you,

Nancy Bradford.

You just wanted him

because I had him.

Oh, that's not exact..

Did you say had?

Um, yeah, I did.

See, I no longer have

any interest in Floyd.

Oh, why?

Well, for a couple of reasons.

One, you were right.

After two dates,

Floyd Wakley's a drag.

Yeah, what's

the second reason?

He told me to put

Joannie on the phone

and he asked her out.

Are you kidding?

- Joannie?

- Mm-hmm.

And she accepted.

Oh, poor Joannie.

[knock on door]

Yeah.

Hi, Nancy,

can I borrow your ski parka?

Sure, yeah.

Hi.

Yeah, I hope you and dad

have a really good time

in Tahoe.

Thanks.

I wish we were

all going, really.

- I don't.

- Huh?

Come on.

[grunting]

Good news, Mr. B.

We finally figured out

a name for the baby.

It's Thomas.

In honor of you, Mr. B.

Oh, that's nice.

I'm really touched.

But wait a minute, now.

Suppose it's a girl.

Well, Merle promised he'll just

keep on trying

till they get it right.

[instrumental music]

[laughing]

Okay, so long.

- Have a nice trip.

- Bye.

[theme music]

[music continues]
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