03x13 - They Call It Potsie Love

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♪ Sunday, Monday, happy days ♪

♪ Tuesday, Wednesday,
happy days ♪

♪ Thursday, Friday, happy days ♪

♪ The weekend
comes, my cycle hums ♪

♪ Ready to race to you ♪

♪ These days are ours ♪

♪ Happy and free ♪
♪ Oh, happy days ♪

♪ These days are ours ♪

♪ Share them with me ♪
♪ Oh, baby ♪

♪ Good-bye, gray
sky, hello, blue ♪

♪ There's nothing can
hold me when I hold you ♪

♪ It feels so right,
it can't be wrong ♪

♪ Rocking and
rolling all week long ♪

(saxophone solo plays
over rhythmic handclaps)

♪ Sunday, Monday, happy days ♪

♪ Tuesday, Wednesday,
happy days ♪

♪ Thursday, Friday, happy days ♪

♪ Saturday, what a day ♪

♪ Groovin' all week with you ♪

♪ These days are ours ♪

♪ Share them with me ♪
♪ Oh, happy days ♪

♪ These days are ours ♪

♪ Happy and free ♪
♪ Oh, baby ♪

♪ These happy days ♪

♪ Are yours and mine ♪

♪ These happy days are yours ♪

♪ And mine, Happy Days! ♪

♪ La... ♪

♪ La, la, la, la, la... ♪

♪ La, la, la, la, la... ♪

Happy Days is filmed
before a live audience.

♪ La, la, la, la,
la, la, la, la, la... ♪

MARION: Joanie? Yeah?

Why aren't you on your da...

Put them on the paper.

Mom, I already took 'em off.

Why aren't you on your date?

Oh, because Tommy Fletcher
acts like a dope, that's why.

Was he fresh again?

Worse. He's such a goofball.

Making faces, putting
straws in his ears.

What a baby!

He's not a baby.

It's just that girls mature
faster than boys, that's all.

Is that why Dad's so
cranky all the time?

Your father is a very good man,

and we're very
lucky to have him.

He is out there by
himself shoveling...

(gasping): I forgot.

Would you run down to Arnold's
and get Richard? Oh, Mom!

He is supposed to be
shoveling the driveway.

And don't worry so
much about boys.

Mom, tell me,

did you know you loved Dad
the first time you saw him?

Oh, yes, he cut
quite a dashing figure

in his zoot suit.

Well, how do you know
when you love someone?

Well, you just do,

and with your father,
it was really special.

I was happy and my
palms got all sweaty.

Well, you have
time for all of that.

I'll never have time.

I'm always running
errands like a little kid.

Why can't you treat
me like a grown-up?

You're absolutely right, dear.

Get somebody to help
you cross the street.

Oh... ♪ Shake, baby, shake ♪

♪ Shake it, baby, shake ♪

♪ Whoo... ♪

♪ Shake it, baby, shake it ♪

♪ Hee... ♪

♪ Shake, baby, shake ♪

♪ Come on, baby ♪

♪ Whole lot of
shakin' goin' on ♪

♪ Yeah. ♪

Yeah?

She hung up.

Hey, I'm sorry, Potsie,
you got to keep practicing.

Hey, Fonz, I can't
sing to a phone.

I got to make eye
contact with a live girl.

Hey, why don't you
pretend you're a chick

and I'll sing to you?

Hey, why don't I pretend
I didn't hear that, huh?

All right, men, I got
to make "eye contact"

with a chick myself,
if you get my drift.

RALPH: Sure do, Fonz.

Don't strain your eyes.

Aaayyh, huh?

Whoa, a whole lot of shakin'

goin' on, huh?

You'll enjoy that in later life.

Hey listen, nerd.

Why don't you, uh, sing
here to this pretty little miss?

Hey, Fonz, are you kidding?

She's just a
little... She's what?

She's perfect.

That's what I thought.

You're very cute.

You are very cute.

Thanks for your help, Fonz.

Hey, I support the arts.

Hey!

Hey, Joanie.

Joanie, you sit down right here

and I'll sing to you, okay?

I'm going to look
into your eyes.

Hey, Richie, Dad wants
you home to shovel the snow.

We got time for one more number.

You ready, Ralph?

I'm always ready.

I'm a professional.

POTSIE: Okay, guys, and...

(slow rock ballad playing)

♪ Put your head
on my shoulder... ♪

♪ Hold me in your arms ♪

♪ Baby ♪

♪ Squeeze me, oh, so tight ♪

♪ Show me ♪

♪ Show me that
you love me, too ♪

♪ Show me that
you love me, too ♪

♪ People say ♪

♪ That love's a game ♪

♪ A game you just can't win ♪

♪ La, la, la, la ♪

♪ If there's a way ♪

♪ I'll find it someday ♪

♪ And then ♪

♪ This fool will rush in ♪

♪ Put your head ♪

♪ On my shoulder ♪

♪ Doo-we-ooh ♪

♪ Whisper in my ear, baby ♪

♪ Doo-we-ooh ♪

♪ Words I want to hear ♪

♪ Tell me ♪

♪ Doo-we-ooh ♪

♪ Put your head on ♪

♪ My shoulder. ♪

♪ Ooh... ♪

Well, guys, how does that work?

Well, she didn't hang up on you.

Not bad.

I got to fix this one part.

Well, maybe I
can fix it at home.

I got to get going.

So we'll rehearse
next week, okay, guys?

Oh, wait, I can't
make it next week.

Wait a minute. Why not?

We all agreed to
practice every week

so we can get better.

We need it. We'll get jobs.

I'm not talking about
some frat dance

where we got paid in beer.

Where do you have
to go next week?

Look, my cousin's
getting married,

and I promised to sing
at her wedding, okay?

Do you have to?

I told you he'd do this.

He's still Potsie.

POTSIE: Listen, that's
going to be my gift.

If I don't sing, I'm going
to have to give her cash.

Where am I supposed to
come up with five dollars?

RALPH: What a nerd.

He's not a nerd, and
you shut up, Ralph Malph!

RICHIE: I don't have
time to stand around here

and argue about
a cousin's wedding.

I got to shovel snow.

Yeah, well, I got to go, too.

Let Potsie put the
equipment away,

and don't forget the piano.

By myself?

Why don't you get
your cousin to help?

What a nerd!

Look, here's the keys.

Now... now, don't
forget to lock up

because Arnold trusts us, okay?

Come on, Joanie.

I'll stay here and help Potsie.

Well, okay, but make sure
you come home right after.

See you, Pots.

I'm going to try
and cool Ralph off.

Maybe I'll stick his
face in the snow.

You're not a nerd, Potsie.

Oh, thanks, Joanie.

And you're a terrific singer.

You really think so?

Oh, sure. What does Ralph know?

Girls mature faster than boys.

(chuckling): What?

Oh, nothing.

Do you ice skate?

Yeah, sometimes.

I go to the place
on Green Street.

Maybe I'll see you
there sometime.

Yeah, sure.

When?

I don't know. Sometime.

RALPH: Listen, Potsie,

Richie and I were
talking it over...

and, uh... I was
out of line before.

I'm sorry I called you a nerd.

Did I do that nice?

I'll help you with
the equipment.

Thanks, Ralph. Sure.

Come on, Joanie.

Ralph's gonna help Potsie.

Your hands are all sweaty.

Yeah, I know.

Isn't it neat?

What are you doing still up?

Oh, I'm watching
a real neat movie.

Katharine Hepburn is
in love with Cary Grant.

Well, I'm going to sleep.

I'm b*at.

I scored points tonight.

How did Potsie do?

Well, uh...

he sh*t a free throw
over the backboard.

Wow.

Listen, uh, you better go to bed
before Mom and Dad get home.

Oh, they said I could
watch the end of this.

It's almost over; they're
up to the wedding scene.

You can hardly
keep your eyes open.

Yes, I can.

You're strange, Joanie.

Not as strange
as Potsie, though.

Boy, right over the backboard.

What a nerd.

Wow.

He's not a nerd.

(harp plays gentle,
dreamy transition)

(echoing): He's not a nerd...
nerd... nerd... nerd... nerd.

Richie, isn't there anything
we can do to stop this?

We can't let your
sister marry Potsie!

Are you kidding?

I'm proud to have
him as a brother-in-law.

Do you know that
he sh*t a basketball

clear over the backboard?

Wow.

(doorbell rings)

I'll get it! I'll get it!

It's my get.

Thanks for the lift, girls.

(harp strumming)

Here's the groom!

Hi, guys.

Hiya, Pops.

Hey, uh, Potsie,
could I talk to you

in private for a minute, huh?

Yeah sure, Fonz, come on.

Um... I did something, 'cause,

oh, 'cause you're my hero.

I did did something, I-I
hope it pleases you, Pots.

Yeah, what did you do? Well,

you know how
sometimes they tie cans

on the back of the wedding car?

I tied the Polaski twins,

What do you think?

Very bad, Fonz. Very bad.

Oh, well, see, now,
I thought that you

would be proud of me.

Now, I know this
is the first move

I ever made without
asking your advice...

And in typical nerd
fashion, the wrong move.

What am I gonna do
with you Fonzarelli, huh?

Wasn't I the one that
taught you to go "Hey"?

Hey... When you
were gonna go like this,

what did I tell you to do?

Whoa!

You're lucky I like you, kid.

It's our little secret.

Now, listen, why don't
you get everybody

together the cool way
I taught you, all right?

Okay. Okay.

Okay, attention, everybody!

Let's go! Let's get
this show on the road!

♪ Here comes the bride
all dressed in white ♪

♪ Here comes the bride... ♪

Okay.

Do you, Joanie
"Shortcake" Cunning...

Stop. Joanie, I must speak up.

You're too young to get married.

I forbid it!

Oh, please, Daddy.

But, Joanie... (stomps
foot) he's a nerd.

He's not a nerd!

Now, go to your
room, both of you!

I don't want to!

If he gets to stay, I can stay!

Both of you, up!

HOWARD: We never have any fun.

Oh, why did you
have to start trouble?

You did the same
thing on our wedding!

She treats us like children!

I'm a grown-up man, Marion.

I'm sorry, Arthur,
please continue.

FONZIE: Okay. Hey,
hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!

From the top.

Do you Joanie
"Shortcake" Cunningham,

take Warren "Potsie"
Weber to be your husband,

in sickness or in health,
for better or for worse,

until out-of-town
college keep you apart?

I do.

Do you, Warren "Potsie" Weber,

take Joanie, likewise,

and do the same to
her as she does to you?

Who wouldn't?

Hey, that's all right.

Well, now, by the
power invested in me

in the state of Wisconsin

and the Department
of Motor Vehicles,

I now pronounce
you man and wife.

You may kiss your bride.

Whoa!

(to tune of "Wedding
Recessional"): ♪ Doo-wop ♪

♪ Do-wop, do-wop ♪

♪ Do-wop, do-wop, do-wop, do ♪

♪ Do-wap... ♪

Joanie... Joanie... Joanie!

Joanie, it's late.

What are you doing up?

Come on, little one, up to bed.

I thought I sent
you to your room!

What?!

Oh, nothing.

Hey, Mom, can we have
another talk about boys?

I think you should get a
man's point of view this time.

Yeah, maybe you're right.

I'll talk to Fonzie tomorrow.

♪ ♪

Good night.

♪ Ba-ba-ba-baby
bah-bah-bah-bah ♪

FONZIE: Listen, how old are you?

I'm and three-quarters.

and three-quarters.

So, you want to
know, what, uh...

what the Fonz
likes in women, huh?

Let's see.

I like a very pretty girl.

I like a girl who is built.

Uh, who-who has built up
a respectable reputation.

Oh. Yeah.

Um, but I'll tell you what
really gets to the Fonz.

Mystery.

Mystery. Mystery.

That gets your blood up, huh?

Yeah... where did you
hear an expression like that?

Fonz, you were
talking about mystery.

Yeah, yeah, mystery.

That... Well, that's how
I met Vivian, you see.

She left me a note
on the seat of my bike.

It said, uh, "Hotwire my heart."

Ooh. Signed, "Your
Secret Admirer."

I loved it. I loved it.

A love note from a
secret admirer. Yeah.

Oh, that's neat.

Love notes are great. She, uh...

Well, how did you
find out it was Vivian?

Well, the next note, see?

She sent me the next note,

and, uh, that one was
on a hamburger roll.

A hamburger roll?

Yeah, it said, "Man
cannot live by bread alone."

A doozy. A doozy!

Oh, she signed
that one, huh, Fonz?

No, no, no, no, she
never signed her notes.

Wait. Fonz, I don't understand.

How did you know it was
Vivian who wrote them?

Okay, well, it
was the last note.

How she ever got it
there, I'll never know.

Where, where?

Never mind.

But she said, uh,

"Your Secret Admirer wants
to meet you in a mystery place."

Oh, how neat.

Yeah. See, all guys
like to get notes,

'cause, see, they get curious.

Yeah? Then they get crazy.

And then you got them.

Okay, a couple of notes,

and then the big note
and the secret meeting.

Right. Thanks,
Fonz. You're a doll.

Shortcake, you
should have no trouble.

Now, get out of here!

Okay. Bye, Fonz.

Oh, young love.

It makes me feel warm all over!

♪ I'm walking, yes, indeed ♪

♪ I'm talking 'bout you and me ♪

♪ I'm hoping that you'll
come back to me ♪

♪ I'm lonely as I can be ♪

♪ I'm waiting for your company ♪

♪ I'm hoping that you'll
come back to me ♪

♪ What you gonna do
when the well runs dry? ♪

♪ You gonna run away and hide ♪

♪ I'm gonna run
right by your side ♪

♪ For you, pretty
baby, I'd even die ♪

♪ I'm walking, yes,
indeed, I'm talking... ♪

What is it, another love note?

Yeah, seventh
note in three days.

"Dear Dren..."

RALPH & RICHIE: Dren?

Yeah, that's her
nickname for me.

"I realize how much I love you,

"and the time has come for
you to meet your mystery lady.

"Meet me at Arnold's
tonight after closing.

"I know you have the key,
along with the key to my heart.

"When you get there,
face the jukebox,

"put a dime in, and select H ,

"turn, and I'll be there.

"Until tonight.

Signed, "Unsigned."

RICHIE & RALPH: Unsigned.

RALPH: All right, Pots!

Looks like tonight's
the big night!

Yeah. Hey, uh, this isn't a joke

you're playing
on me, is it, guys?

No. Why would we do that?

I don't know, but,
uh, who else knows

I have the key to Arnold's
except you two guys?

Well, I don't know,

but I promise you it
isn't either one of us.

Besides, you'll find
out tonight, right?

Right. Yeah.

Boy, this is exciting.

Really exciting!

I'd better go home
and take a shower.

I'll talk to you guys tomorrow.

See you, Dren!

(latch clicking)

Yeah.

Let's see here.

(coin drops in machine)

H... .

My favorite number
and my favorite letter.

Okay, how will I stand?

(instrumental introduction
to slow love song plays)

No.

No, that's not gonna work.

I'll sit at the booth.

♪ Once I had a secret love ♪

♪ That lived within
the heart of me ♪

♪ All too soon
my secret love... ♪

Joanie, what are you doing here?

♪ Became... ♪

Look, you got to go.

You're going to
spoil everything.

I'm expecting a girl any minute.

I know all about it, Dren.

Dren?

Oh, that brother of yours
has got some mouth.

Richie didn't say
anything to me.

Oh, sure, then how do
you know about Dren?

Because.

You're the mystery lady.

Oh, boy, those guys were a riot,

a real riot!

First, they send me the
letters, drive me crazy,

then they send
over some little girl.

Boy, what a joke!

It was a joke, wasn't it?

It wasn't a joke?

(imitates g*nsh*t)

Where'd you get "Dren" from?

Well, everyone
always calls you a nerd.

I never thought you were a nerd.

In fact, you're
just the opposite,

and nerd backwards is... Dren.

Dren.

I like that!

(laughs)

Hey, you're cute.

Sure, for a little girl.

Oh, hey, look, I didn't
mean that little girl stuff.

Uh, it was your letters.

They were great.

Very mature.

I was expecting
a much older lady.

Really? Sure.

Oh, come on.

I could tell when I walked in.

You'd never be interested
in anyone my age.

Oh...

Well, I have to tell
you, I guess you're right.

Hmm.

Look, Joanie, wait, wait.

You're not always
going to be this age.

You're going to get older.

But what's the use?

You're going to get older, too.

You'll always be older than me.

I know, but you see,
when people get older,

it doesn't seem to matter
as much then as it does now.

Yeah.

My father is three years
older than my mother.

They used to be the same age.

(laughs)

Joanie, uh, I have a feeling
when I'm and you're ,

you're not going to feel the
same way about me anymore.

And I'm going to wish you did.

Nineteen.

That's five years away.

(car tires squealing,
engine revving)

What's that?

I don't know.

(brakes squeaking)

It's Richie and Ralph!

Oh, no, I don't want
them to find me here.

I'll die!

Yeah. Uh... (car doors closing)

No, wait. Uh, here, look. Oh!

Joanie, just-just hide, hide,

and, uh... Oh!

Here. Here's the keys,

and let yourself out when
everyone's gone, okay?

Okay. Thanks, Dren.

Dren. Yeah.

Well, Rich, I told
you he'd be alone.

Five bills, Richard, five bills.

I'm sorry about this, Pots.

I let this guy talk me
into betting five bucks

that the mystery
lady wouldn't show up.

But we're not going
to hang around.

We'll go. Come on, let's go.

Wait, wait, guys, uh, I
might as well go with you.

No one's going to show up.

Well, Pots, I hate to say it,

but I knew you
were being tricked.

I mean, I can't be the
only one in Milwaukee

with a fabulous
sense of humor, right?

Yeah. I figured.

Yeah, well, they fooled the
old Pots again, you know.

Pulled one right over my eyes.

Must have looked pretty silly

just standing here
all alone, huh?

Pretty silly, huh?

Well, come on, let's go, okay?

Well, you know, there's
plenty of fish in the sea, Pots.

Yeah, come on, Pots,

let's go eat five
dollars worth of pizza.

It's on Richie.

Oh, listen, listen, I
just remembered.

I've got to make
a telephone call

and give Fonzie a
message from Vivian

or else he's going to k*ll me.

Yeah, hey, wait a minute, Rich,

don't take too long, okay?

I don't want to
be alone tonight.

No, it's all right, I'll meet
you at the pizza parlor.

Come on, Pots.
You can drive my car.

I'll let you play
with my fuzzy dice.

(car doors shut)

Joanie?

Come on, I know you're here.

This is the coat I
got you for Christmas.

Look, it's got your name in it.

I lent it to somebody.

Joanie, I'm not
going to laugh at you.

Yes, you will.

No, I won't say a word about it.

Sure.

Oh, come on, I promise.

Really?

♪ ♪

MARION: Isn't this nice?

Richard's gone up to bed,

and your father's
at his lodge meeting,

and we're all alone
downstairs, just the two of us.

I think we could
have a nice chat.

About what?

Oh, about anything.

We can talk about school,

or we can talk
about ice skating.

Or we could talk about

what happened
at Arnold's tonight.

He told you, I knew it!

Joanie... Everybody
knows! I'm going to die!

Oh... Joanie, come
on out of there.

Everything is all right.

No. I'm going to stay under here

for the rest of my life.

Oh, now, come on, Joanie,
I can't talk to you this way.

I... Joanie?

All right, I'll talk
to you like this.

I don't want to talk.

I know just how you feel.

Joanie, there is nothing
to be ashamed of.

Now, wouldn't it be
better if we talked?

You know, Joanie,
you're a big girl now.

You don't have to go up to bed.

You can stay up
here and think about it.

Because what happened
tonight happens to everybody.

It's just part of growing up.

Well, why does it
have to hurt so much?

I don't know, but it does.

And there's no cure for it.

Except time...
and peanut butter.

What?

Well, when I was your age,
and this happened to me,

I'd go right home and eat
an entire jar of peanut butter.

And it helped.

Good night.

Crunchy?

I like smooth.

Guess it's just
one of those days.

♪ These happy days
are yours and mine ♪

♪ These happy days
are yours and mine ♪

♪ Happy Days! ♪

♪ Good-bye, gray
sky, hello, blue ♪

♪ There's nothing can
hold me when I hold you ♪

♪ It feels so right,
it can't be wrong ♪

♪ Rocking and
rolling all week long ♪

♪ These days are ours ♪

♪ Happy and free ♪
♪ Oh, happy days ♪

♪ These happy days are ours... ♪

♪ Share them with me ♪
♪ Oh, baby ♪

♪ These happy days
are yours and mine ♪

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