04x11 - Aunt Larnese Is Coming to Town

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♪ Maybe the world is blind

♪ Or just a little unkind

♪ Don't know

♪ Seems you can't be sure

♪ Of anything anymore

♪ Although

♪ You may be lonely

♪ And then one day
you're smilin' again ♪

♪ Every time I turn around

♪ I see the girl
who turns my world around ♪

♪ Standing there

♪ Every time I turn around

♪ Her spirit's lifting me
right off the ground ♪

♪ What's gonna be?

♪ Guess we'll just wait
and see ♪♪

I need your paw, Brandon.

Thank you.

It's a Walkman
for Cherie's birthday.

Okay, for your birthday,
I'll get you a "Walkdog."

I got Cherie
this Janet Jackson tape.

Good job, Henry.

And for her birthday cake,

I got her these really neat
clown candles.

Bad job, Henry.

Cherie's too old
for clown candles.

She's not a kid anymore.

And here I thought
I was being a happenin' dude.

You've been a happenin' dud.

Interesting jacket.

Thanks. It's Cherie's
birthday present.

I've been working on it
for three months.

Hello!

Larnese.

It's Larnese?

Where's my baby sister
this time?

London? Paris? Rome?

Let me say hello.

You're calling
from an airplane?

I've never talked
to anybody on an airplane.

Well, where are you headin'?

Yes,
Cherie would be thrilled.

Of course, I'm excited.
Don't I sound excited?

Do I sound excited?

Of course, I'm excited.

Right.

Great.

Bye.

Larnese is flying in special
for Cherie's birthday tomorrow.

What piece of news seems
to have left you underjoyed?

Underjoyed
and underwhelmed.

Larnese always makes me
feel... inadequate.

Why?

Well, she's a rich, beautiful,
and famous singer.

And whenever
she walks into a room,

I just seem to disappear.

A woman your size
could never disappear.

I mean, it's because
your personality is so large.

Forget it.

I should be happy
Larnese is comin'.

Usually for Cherie's birthday,
she sends an expensive gift

and an empty promise
that she'll see her soon.

Well, she's making
a real effort this time.

She's flying in
for Cherie's party.

Yeah, I'm amazed.

Now, I got to rip up
this jacket.

Rip it up?
You're crazy.

Henry, you're so uncool.

The cool thing
is to have clothes

that look like
they're worn out.

Well,
then why don't we go down

and back the car over it?

Great idea.

Maybe you are
a real cool dude.

I got a wallet,
I'm short of money...

Shh!
Be quiet, everyone.

Cherie could walk in
any minute.

Ouch!
You're stepping on my Gucci's.

Sorry, Margaux.

I'm turning on the light.

That's my nose.

Where is that child?

Hey, is that her?

That can't be her,
Margaux.

Cherie doesn't have
blond hair.

Well, here I am,
at home!

Guess I'll open the door.

Surprise!

Wow! Am I surprised!

- Happy birthday, Cherie.
- Happy birthday, Cherie.

Thanks, guys.

Is Aunt Larnese here yet?

Not yet.

Nice jacket, Cherie.

It's from grandma.

I found it on my bed
this morning.

- I'm never taking it off.
- Cherie.

Look, Brandon's ready to party.

Open it, go on. Hurry...

It's Aunt Larnese!

Happy birthday, honey.

Wait, you're not
my little niece.

You're a tall, beautiful model.

You've been taking
gorgeous pills.

Good. They worked.

Punky, you've
gotten so pretty.

Aw, thanks.

Hi, I'm Margaux.
I've always been pretty.

Margaux.

Larnese, my favorite chanteuse.

Henry, my favorite flatterer.

And, Betty,
my favorite sister.

I'm your only sister.

Details.

No.

What's wrong?

I bought all of you gifts.

Let me see,
where did I leave them?

First, you left them
on the plane,

then you left them
in the limo.

I'd forget my head if it wasn't
on Whitmore's shoulders.

Everyone, this is Whitmore,
my personal secretary.

Assistant.

Hi!

- Hello, how are you?
- How do you do?

Naughty!

Thanks for coming,
Aunt Larnese.

I'm all yours, kid.

Let's party till we drop.

No, ma'am,
I'm afraid you can't.

I'm afraid I can't.
Why can't I?

Because you are due
at the Blue Note Nightclub

in exactly two hours
and seventeen minutes.

I knew she didn't
just fly in for Cherie's party.

Listen, I want you all to be
my guest tonight at my opening.

If you don't mind, I'll wait
downstairs in the limo,

my allergies
are beginning to flare up.

Are you allergic to dogs?

No. Children.

Tell me what it's like
to live in Paris.

It's a wonderful city.

I've been to Paris,
the shopping is divine.

And the people there
are very good

at speaking French.

And, Cherie,
how are you doing in school?

Okay.
Considering it's school.

Cherie, you should
come to Paris.

I'd love to see Paris.

Could I go, grandma?

Sure, start saving
your allowance.

Boy, I bet if I start
saving right now,

I'll have enough money
in... years.

Look, I'm dying to know
what's in that box.

I don't like being nosy...

but I've learned
to live with it.

Happy birthday
to my favorite niece.

Wow!

It's gorgeous!

I love it!
My first evening gown.

Thanks, Aunt Larnese.

This is the best present ever.

Wow! A real nightclub.

So, this is what grown-ups do
after they send us to bed.

Look at this tiny table.

I've had apple shelves
that's bigger than that.

Hey, look!

Here's a little poem
on the back of this napkin.

"There once was a man
from Nantucket whose..."

Quite a crowd, ha-ha.

- Chicago still loves Larnese.
- Yeah.

That's a lovely gown, Cherie.
Is it a Christian Dior?

No, the label says
it's a"Propre seulement."

Cherie, my dear,

that's French
for "Dry clean only."

Well, good evening,
ladies and gentlemen,

and welcome
to the Blue Note Club.

Before we begin...

does anybody out there own
a DeSoto?

Yes, I do.

Did I leave my lights on?

No, no, I,
I just wanted to see

what the owner of a car
that old looks like.

But seriously,
ladies and gentlemen,

it gives me
great pleasure to present

that lovely
international artist...

the one... the only
Miss Larnese Barker!

♪ It's all a game
that we play ♪

♪ And there are winners

♪ And there are losers

♪ Sometimes
it's hard to explain ♪

♪ How it feels

♪ Ooh is it real?

♪ Tell me is it real?

♪ Sometimes
you have to be strong ♪

♪ Maybe you have to be out
on your own ♪

♪ You've got to stand up
and fight ♪

♪ For the things
that you truly believe ♪

♪ Stand up
stand up and believe it ♪

♪ Stand up
even if you shout it out ♪

♪ Stand up

♪ Stand up and believe it

♪ Stand up
even if you shout it out ♪

♪ Stand up

♪ Show me that you mean it

♪ Don't be afraid

♪ Can't you see
nothing comes easy ♪

♪ So stand up
you've gotta be strong ♪

♪ Sometimes
I don't understand ♪

♪ Why we are waiting

♪ Ooh I just
keep on waiting ♪

♪ There must be much more
to life than this ♪

♪ Ooh can you show me?

♪ Just come on and show me

♪ Sometimes
you have to be strong ♪

♪ Maybe you have to be
out on your own ♪

♪ You've got to stand up
and fight ♪

♪ For the things
that you truly believe ♪

♪ Stand up
stand up and believe it ♪

♪ Stand up
even if you shout it out ♪

♪ Stand up
stand up and believe it.

♪ Stand up
even if you shout it out ♪

♪ Stand up
stand up and believe it ♪

♪ Stand up
even if you shout it out ♪

♪ Stand up ♪

Thank you, folks.

And now,
I'd like for you to meet

my backup group.

This beautiful young lady
here, is my niece...

Cherie Johnson.

And this is her best friend,
Punky Brewster.

And this is her
other best friend,

Margaux Kramer...

America's sweetheart.

Folks, tonight
is a very special night,

not just because
I'm back here in Chicago

but also because
it's Cherie's birthday.

Right! Yeah!

And I'm hoping
that Cherie will give me

a present for her birthday.

Sure! Anything.

I would like for you
to come

and live with me in Paris.

What do you think,
folks? Isn't that a great idea?

What a great night!

I wish we could have stayed
for the second show.

My heart couldn't take
another show.

Me, Cherie Johnson, inParis.

Ooh, la la, si vous plait,
sub du jour...

Get a grip, Cherie.

Can I go, grandma?

I don't know, Cherie,
I'll have to think about it.

Wait a minute.

You're not actually
considering this.

Back off, Warnimont.

I said I had
to think about it.

Betty,
let's go down to my place

and have a cup of coffee.

There's coffee right here.

Yes, but I have
thinking coffee.

I have a few beans
to grind with you.

But...

Punky, what do you think
about me going to Paris?

What do you think?

I think I want to know
what you think.

What I think isn't as
important as what you think...

I think?

So what do you think?

I think I'm getting
a headache.

I got a headache
as soon as I heard

you might be leaving.

So, you want me to stay?

- No, you should go.
- Really?

Sure.

I think it's great.

Thanks, Punky.

And you know what else?

I'm lying through my teeth.

You are?

Cherie, what will I do
without you?

You're my best friend.

And you're my best friend.

If you move away,

I don't think
I'll be able to stand it.

I'm sorry,
I'm being selfish.

No, you aren't.

Yes, I am.

You've got a chance
to do something

really fun and terrific,

and here I am thinking
about myself...

I'm pig dirt.

No, you aren't.

From now on,
I'm gonna concentrate

on being happy for you.

See, I'm happy.
This is a happy gal.

Betty, I don't understand.

I thought
you'd have been furious

when Larnese dropped
that bombshell.

Well, I was at first.

I was ready
to rip her lips off.

Why didn't you?

Well, she's a singer.
How will she make a living?

Be serious, Betty.

Maybe Cherie would be
better off

with Larnese.

What?

She can give her
so much more

than I can...

Wonderful education,
beautiful clothes,

and a chance
to see the world.

Betty, you raised Cherie.

Wouldn't it break your heart
to see her go?

You know it would.

There aren't enough
words to say

how much that little girl
means to me.

But I want
what's best for her.

Larnese is exciting
and glamorous,

and I'm... me.

Stop it.

I don't want to hear any more
about how Larnese is great

and you're nothing.

- It's not true.
- It is.

The best person for Cherie

is not who
is the most interesting

at a cocktail party

or who has the most
important friends

or who has
the most travel stickers

on her luggage...

The best person for Cherie

is the one who will be
the best parent.

You're right, Henry.

And since I'm not available,
the next best choice is you.

♪ Stand up

♪ Stand up
and shout it out ♪

♪ Stand up

♪ Stand up
and shout it out ♪

♪ Stand up

♪ Stand up
and shout it out ♪♪

- Who is it?
- Larnese.

I was trying to be quiet,
and then I realized

I don't have a key.

Sorry, I'm late.

The second show was fabulous.

I did three encores,
and then of course

there was the party.

You wouldn't believe
who was there.

The governor, the mayor,

and best of all
Spuds MacKenzie.

Freeze, Cinderella.

I wanna talk to you about that
bombshell you dropped tonight.

You mean that
Cherie-coming-to-Paris thing?

That's the one.

Well, I was gonna mention it
to you first, but...

Well, the excitement
of the crowd, and you know,

the theatricality
of the moment.

Did you see
the look on Cherie's face?

Did you see the look
on my face?

Now, this may not be
so theatrical...

but Cherie's
not moving to Paris.

Now, Betty...

let's be honest here.

I can give her opportunities
that you just...

you just can't.

Really?

Well, let's just talk
about those opportunities.

What kind of school
did you have in mind?

France has wonderful
boarding schools.

So that means
you wouldn't be with her.

And what about
during the summer

when you're on tour?

Well, she can stay
in my town house in Paris.

It's fully staffed.

Then you
wouldn't be with her.

Well, what happens when Cherie
has a problem or a question?

Who does she talk to?

Well, there's always
Whitmore.

Larnese, the man
is allergic to children.

They have sh*ts for that.

But Cherie can't be sandwiched

between your career
and your social life.

Now, I just want
what's best for her.

Kids need structure
and organization.

You need a secretary to just
tell you where your head is.

Maybe we should ask Cherie
what she wants.

You don't ask a -year-old
to make that kind of decision.

Any parent would know that.

Hi.

Cherie, why aren't you asleep?

'Cause my eyes are open
and I'm standing up.

Well, go back to bed, honey.

Okay, but first,

can I say something
to Aunt Larnese?

Of course, sugar.

What's on your mind?

I don't wanna move to Paris.

You don't?

I'm sorry.

My friends are here,
my school's here,

and most important,
grandma's here.

I'd miss her.

I even miss her when she works
late-nights at the hospital.

I'd go nuts
with the whole ocean between us.

I understand.

Your grandma's
a pretty special lady.

And I ought to know.

Before she was your grandma...

she was my big sister.

She still is.

Larnese.

- Wanna make this a family hug?
- You bet.

Alright.

Wonder who that could be
at this time of the night.

Who is it?

It's us.

I'm sorry,
I know it's late,

but Punky has something
on her mind.

Go ahead, sweetheart.

Cherie,
maybe I am being selfish,

but you're my best friend,

and I don't think
you should go to Paris.

So I'm putting my foot down.

You absolutely,
positively cannot go!

Okay.

What?

I'm staying here!

Aah!