Bewitched (1964–1972): Season 4, Episode 11 - Allergic to Macedonian Dodo Birds - full transcript
While visiting with Tabatha and Samantha, Endora suddenly loses her powers. Otherwise she is physically all right, but is depressed about her situation. She doesn't even want to see a doctor as she's embarrassed by what she's going through. In the meantime, she, under a reluctant Darrin's approval, is staying in Samantha and Darrin's guest room for the night. Finally as Endora allows a doctor to examine her, Samantha calls in Dr. Bombay. His diagnosis: it is an allergic reaction to a Macedonian dodo bird, they which have been extinct for a million years. So Samantha and Endora are somewhat skeptical about Dr. Bombay's diagnosis. Regardless, Dr. Bombay sticks to his diagnosis, and states that he can only concoct an antidote with a feather from that bird, which causes a further problem. But they also learn that Endora's powers may have been absorbed by another family member with diminished powers. That has indeed happened as Aunt Clara has benefited from Endora's plight, Aunt Clara who is enjoying her new found prowess. But the bigger question becomes Endora's future, and whether Darrin will allow Endora, in her new mortal state, to stay at the house forever.
Darrin, what are you doing?
I'm reading some reports.
Then why do you
keep going like this?
Because I know upstairs,
my daughter is playing
with your mother.
So?
So I'm nervous.
It's too quiet.
I think they're finger-painting.
With whose fingers?
What does that mean?
Uh, Picasso's? Rembrandt's?
You don't think Endora
would finger-paint
with her own fingers?
She absolutely possibly might.
Or maybe they're not there.
Maybe that's why
they're so quiet.
Maybe they flew over to
the Venice Film Festival.
Darrin, aren't you late
for your golf game?
I don't have a golf game.
How about tennis?
Tabatha would like to
show you her finger-painting.
There, you see?
It's an original Van Gogh.
What did I tell you?
Get rid of it.
You could sell it
for lots of money.
That's just the
point. Get rid of it.
Oh, Durwood, really.
You're such a... Such a mortal.
Mother.
Oh, very well.
That's peculiar.
Samantha, you try.
Oh.
Mother, are you all right?
Can I answer that question?
Darrin... I feel perfectly fine.
I'm going to change.
I'm late for a cocktail
party in Monaco.
Tabatha, bye-bye.
Grandmama will
see you next week.
Fly carefully.
That is peculiar.
Oh, Samantha! Samantha,
I seem to be grounded.
You probably
have a sticky valve.
That happens with older engines.
Darrin, this could be serious.
Perhaps it's the atmosphere.
Samantha, you try popping out.
Oh.
No. No, it's you.
Mother, you have
a pooped popper.
I've completely lost me powers.
Oh, Mother! Well,
I can't believe it.
Neither can I.
How do you feel?
How would you feel if
you suddenly mysteriously
lost your powers?
Well... I'd feel wonderful.
You don't have any powers.
He means he'd feel
wonderful if I didn't either.
Correct.
Mother, don't you have any
idea what could have caused this?
No.
You haven't been around
any black Peruvian roses?
I haven't even been
around a Peruvian.
And you haven't been mixing
eye of newt with oysters?
Did you fly backwards
with one eye shut,
past a warlock with
six warts on his nose?
Darrin, that's not funny.
Mother.
What?
It must be something serious.
Please, let me call the doctor.
Oh, no, no, no, no.
I'd be too embarrassed.
Just let me lie here quietly.
I'll see how I am tomorrow.
Um, excuse me.
I want to talk to Darrin
alone for a minute.
Darrin, w-would it be all right
if Mother stays here overnight?
No.
Oh, please.
I'm worried about her.
Why can't she go home?
You can't get there from here.
I mean, without, you know... Mm.
Why can't she go to a hotel?
Oh, Darrin, she's
afraid to be alone.
Well, I can tell.
Please?
Okay.
But one night only.
Yeah, mm-hm.
Come on. Come on!
Mother... Mm.
Darrin insists that
you spend the night.
I'll bet.
All right, you bet, while I
get you another cold towel.
Abner, come over and look
at Mrs. Stephens' mother.
Abner!
Abner!
Abner!
Yes, my love?
Tabatha Stephens
just made a newspaper
fly through the air
like it had wings.
Do you know what that proves?
Mm-hm.
News travels fast.
I hoped a good night's
rest would cure you.
So did I.
Now shall we call the doctor?
I'll think about it.
Did she get her powers back?
No, she did not.
Oh, that's a darn shame.
How's my little sweetheart?
Fine.
Excuse me.
What's that?
Cereal.
For breakfast?
Don't you like it?
No.
I always have fried
raven's eggs, over easy.
Then you go right
ahead and whip 'em up.
Darrin, don't be cruel.
Samantha...
Won't you twitch up some
raven's eggs for your mother?
Sorry, Sam knows the rules.
I forbid witchcraft
in this house.
Tyrant.
Mother... What?
While I butter the toast,
why don't you pour the coffee.
Oh, certainly.
Shucks.
I guess you'll just
have to pour it by hand.
Oh, it's heavy.
Oh.
Thanks for trying.
Mother... Yes, darling?
I hate to be a nag, but you
really should see a doctor.
Oh.
Darrin, don't you think
Mother should see a doctor?
I've always thought that.
Fine, I wouldn't want to do
this without your approval.
Samantha, you plucked
me right off me dolphin,
and I was winning the race.
Sam, you tricked me.
I thought you were talking
about a legitimate doctor.
I beg your pardon?
Hello, Dr. Bombay.
Hello, Endora.
I trust you have a superb
reason for interrupting me?
Yes, Dr. Bombay.
Mother seems to
have lost her powers.
Endora?
I'm afraid so.
Why, it seems to me
only a few weeks ago
that you were suffering a
loss of your power, Samantha.
This family is
getting into a rut.
When did it happen?
Yesterday.
And where does it hurt?
No place.
Just in the pride.
I'd better give you
a complete checkup.
My wife's family doctor.
He's just our
general practitioner.
You should see our specialists.
What's he doing?
He's listening to her foot.
I'm sorry I asked.
Hm. Ahem.
The, uh, family may come in now.
Well, I've examined the
patient from head to foot,
and I've made my diagnosis.
What is it?
Endora, you are
suffering from an allergy.
To what?
To birds.
Birds?
To birds?
The medical facts are obvious.
She has lost her
powers of witchcraft,
due to changes in
her occult metabolism,
caused by contact with
a particular kind of a bird.
What kind of bird?
That's the puzzling part.
Endora has been in contact with
the rare Macedonian dodo bird.
But a Macedonian dodo bird
has been extinct
for millions of years.
That's not the point.
The point is, you have run into
a rare Macedonian dodo bird,
and the encounter has
rendered you powerless.
Dr. Bombay... Yes?
If Mother had come in contact
w-with the Macedonian dodo,
wouldn't she have noticed it?
Not necessarily.
It could have sneaked
up on her from behind.
Uh, can you cure her?
Instantly.
As soon as you produce the bird.
What for?
We must pluck a feather
from the guilty bird's tail
to use as an
ingredient in the potion.
But, Dr. Bombay, how can
we possibly find the feather
when we don't even know
where to find the bird?
Well I can't answer that, can I?
I'm a doctor, not
a miracle worker.
Since when?
Darrin, please.
And what happens
in the meantime?
That's an interesting subject.
In many cases of
allergy, the victims powers
go off into limbo,
and they float there.
Unless...
Uh, unless what?
Unless by magnetic polarization
those forces attach themselves
to some other witch or warlock
whose own powers
are, uh, dwindling.
Dr. Bombay, do you mean to say
that a perfect stranger
could acquire my powers?
Not a stranger.
No, it would have
to be a relative.
Well, I must be off.
Let me know if
something comes up.
A relative... whose
powers are dwindling.
Well, the only one
I can think of is...
Aunt Clara.
Hi there.
Oh! Ha, ha.
Oh, I just had to
fly over to show you.
Show us what?
Oh, the many things I
haven't been able to do
in all these years. Ha, ha.
Uh, like this.
Duck's down and lettuce
Present form, forget us
Aunt Clara, change Mother back.
Oh, yes, of course, dear.
I was merely demonstrating
my new power.
Roses are red Violets are blue
I am me And you now... Are you!
Clara, you will live
to regret this moment.
Careful, Mother.
Let's not make her angry.
No, watch it. And watch this.
Weebus, warbus Tootles, flick
Eat all this And you'll be sick
Oh, excellent,
Arturo. Excellent.
Excellent, my foot.
Get that stuff out of here.
But we're having a celebration.
This is a party.
Oh, uh, let's start with
the pâté de foie gras...
Durwood, help me.
What did you say?
I said, Durwood, help me.
You'd think if you
wanted me to help you,
you'd use my correct name.
Oh, I'm sorry.
What was it again?
Darrin.
Oh, yes.
Well... I'll try.
Straighten my pillow.
Turn it around the other way.
That's right, there.
Yeah, that's better.
Dennis...
where's Tabatha?
She's upstairs playing.
Well, I want her to play here.
She's been playing in
her room all morning.
I thought Samantha was
going to make me some cocoa.
I'll see what's keeping her.
Sam, your mother
is driving me crazy.
She is?
She acts as if she's
totally helpless.
By her standards, she is.
Uh, darling, do me a favor.
Take this out to her.
I have to make a call.
Aunt Clara?
Aunt Clara?
Oh! Oh, my.
I just had lunch
in H... Holland.
So I see.
I'm having dinner in Mexico.
Well, so I see.
Uh, it's very attractive,
but Aunt Clara, I want to
talk to you about Mother.
Oh, well, uh, just a minute.
I'm a quick-change artist.
Well, I'm glad to see you're
enjoying yourself, Aunt Clara.
But... But about Mother.
Now, I'm sorry about Endora,
but I'm a swinger,
and I like to swing.
Yes, uh, I understand, but...
I didn't steal her powers.
Until you told me, I had no
idea where they came from.
Well, now, that's what I
wanted to talk to you about.
You sure?
With her temper?
Heh. I wouldn't dare.
Okay, Aunt Clara.
You're clean.
Oh, may I go now?
Yes.
Oh. Uh... Oh, it's
such a nice day.
I think I'll go sailing.
Abner! Abner!
Wake up, wake up!
What? Wha...? What do you want?
Our... Our street has
turned into a harbor.
Come, Abner.
That was a good one, Gladys.
Be sure and tell the
psychiatrist about it
when you see him.
What psychiatrist?
The one I'm going
to send you to.
There you go. Thanks, honey.
Oh, cute.
Is Tabatha still in her room?
Uh-huh.
What's the big attraction there?
Privacy.
You meant that as
an insult, didn't you?
No, Mother, he didn't
mean... He hates me.
Mother, he doesn't hate you.
Do you, Darrin?
He does too!
I'll have to live out my
life in a climate of hatred.
What do you mean,
live out your life?
Have you forgotten?
I'm not leaving this
house without me powers.
I never agreed to that.
I only agreed to last night.
Come sundown, I call you a cab.
Right?
Right?
Well...
Well, what?
Who...? Who'd take care of her?
We could put her in a
home for senior citizens.
And when you're as senior
a citizen as she must be,
they're sure to give her
the best room in the house.
Darrin, you can't do that.
She's my mother.
And I'm your husband.
She could divorce you.
She could turn
you into a parakeet,
and we could keep you in a cage.
Sweetheart, I thought you didn't
want me to practice witchcraft.
I'll make an exception.
Because he hates me.
Oh.
If she doesn't leave, I will.
For how long?
I'll let you know.
Would you like a handkerchief?
No, thank you.
Just go upstairs
and pack his bags.
Mother, I'm not
planning to divorce him.
Oh, very well.
It was a passing thought.
The fault resides in
man's inhumanity to man.
Take, for instance, the
field of international water...
polo.
Hey, bartender, what
happened to the drunk?
Samantha, I demand
a good explanation.
Sweetheart, I think we've
discovered a way of getting
Mother's powers
back so she can leave.
That's good enough.
I needed you here so
that we could reenact
the events of yesterday morning
prior to Mother
losing her powers.
Macedonian dodoes can't
have anything to do with it.
Come on, let's all
go to the nursery.
What's that?
That's a Macedonian dodo. Oh!
Bobby, I told you
to stay in my room.
Uh, Tabatha, who is Bobby?
He's Bobby the bird.
Where did you get him?
I made him up.
Ou... Out of one of
your picture books?
Oh, if I weren't so
relieved I'd be furious.
When did you do it? Yesterday.
That's why she's been spending
so much time in her room.
That's where I came
in contact with it.
She must have
hidden it in the closet.
Did you?
Oh, Tabatha.
I guess we owe
Dr. Bombay an apology.
Samantha, this time you've
plucked me off me porpoise.
Dr. Bombay, you were right.
A Macedonian dodo bird.
Ah!
Yes, a baby
Macedonian dodo bird.
Baby?!
Yes, indeed.
One of the species directly
related to the giant auk.
A-ha! Now the
solution is simple.
Here, chup, chup, chup, chup.
Chup, chup, chup, chup.
Chup, chup, chup, chup,
chup, chup, chup, chup.
Stirring gently, so
as not to bruise...
Drink this.
I'm cured.
Splendid.
I'll pop back to me porpoise.
Help!
Aunt Clara?
Where are you?
I'm on the roof.
Excuse me.
Oh, I... I was flying back
from the yacht races and...
And my engine conked out.
Oh, Aunt Clara,
I'm afraid your moment
of infinite glory is over.
Gladys, you sure pick
strange places to get romantic.
You miss Bobby the bird?
Yes.
Aw...
Well, maybe if
you're very, very good,
I'll let him come to
your birthday party.
You will not.
How come that bird
had no effect on you?
I don't know.
I guess I'm just immune
to Macedonian dodoes.
Darrin, would you be happy
if something were to happen
and I lost my powers?
That's a very
difficult question.
With a very simple answer.
I love you, and I don't
want you to change one bit.
You just stay as
wonderful as you are.
You looking forward to
a nice, quiet weekend?
I certainly am.
Hello, Samantha, darling.
Tweety-weety, Tabatha.
Hello, Endora. How are you?
I'm not speaking to you.
That's a step in
the right direction.
Your treatment of me
in my recent period
of indisposition
is unforgivable.
And, might I add, typical.
Endora, please forgive
my lack of understanding.
I'll do anything you ask to
make up for my poor behavior.
Why are you so gracious?
Oh, I don't know.
I do.
Why?
He saw what it
was like to have you
as a normal, mortal
mother-in-law,
and he decided he'd
rather have you as a witch.
I'm reading some reports.
Then why do you
keep going like this?
Because I know upstairs,
my daughter is playing
with your mother.
So?
So I'm nervous.
It's too quiet.
I think they're finger-painting.
With whose fingers?
What does that mean?
Uh, Picasso's? Rembrandt's?
You don't think Endora
would finger-paint
with her own fingers?
She absolutely possibly might.
Or maybe they're not there.
Maybe that's why
they're so quiet.
Maybe they flew over to
the Venice Film Festival.
Darrin, aren't you late
for your golf game?
I don't have a golf game.
How about tennis?
Tabatha would like to
show you her finger-painting.
There, you see?
It's an original Van Gogh.
What did I tell you?
Get rid of it.
You could sell it
for lots of money.
That's just the
point. Get rid of it.
Oh, Durwood, really.
You're such a... Such a mortal.
Mother.
Oh, very well.
That's peculiar.
Samantha, you try.
Oh.
Mother, are you all right?
Can I answer that question?
Darrin... I feel perfectly fine.
I'm going to change.
I'm late for a cocktail
party in Monaco.
Tabatha, bye-bye.
Grandmama will
see you next week.
Fly carefully.
That is peculiar.
Oh, Samantha! Samantha,
I seem to be grounded.
You probably
have a sticky valve.
That happens with older engines.
Darrin, this could be serious.
Perhaps it's the atmosphere.
Samantha, you try popping out.
Oh.
No. No, it's you.
Mother, you have
a pooped popper.
I've completely lost me powers.
Oh, Mother! Well,
I can't believe it.
Neither can I.
How do you feel?
How would you feel if
you suddenly mysteriously
lost your powers?
Well... I'd feel wonderful.
You don't have any powers.
He means he'd feel
wonderful if I didn't either.
Correct.
Mother, don't you have any
idea what could have caused this?
No.
You haven't been around
any black Peruvian roses?
I haven't even been
around a Peruvian.
And you haven't been mixing
eye of newt with oysters?
Did you fly backwards
with one eye shut,
past a warlock with
six warts on his nose?
Darrin, that's not funny.
Mother.
What?
It must be something serious.
Please, let me call the doctor.
Oh, no, no, no, no.
I'd be too embarrassed.
Just let me lie here quietly.
I'll see how I am tomorrow.
Um, excuse me.
I want to talk to Darrin
alone for a minute.
Darrin, w-would it be all right
if Mother stays here overnight?
No.
Oh, please.
I'm worried about her.
Why can't she go home?
You can't get there from here.
I mean, without, you know... Mm.
Why can't she go to a hotel?
Oh, Darrin, she's
afraid to be alone.
Well, I can tell.
Please?
Okay.
But one night only.
Yeah, mm-hm.
Come on. Come on!
Mother... Mm.
Darrin insists that
you spend the night.
I'll bet.
All right, you bet, while I
get you another cold towel.
Abner, come over and look
at Mrs. Stephens' mother.
Abner!
Abner!
Abner!
Yes, my love?
Tabatha Stephens
just made a newspaper
fly through the air
like it had wings.
Do you know what that proves?
Mm-hm.
News travels fast.
I hoped a good night's
rest would cure you.
So did I.
Now shall we call the doctor?
I'll think about it.
Did she get her powers back?
No, she did not.
Oh, that's a darn shame.
How's my little sweetheart?
Fine.
Excuse me.
What's that?
Cereal.
For breakfast?
Don't you like it?
No.
I always have fried
raven's eggs, over easy.
Then you go right
ahead and whip 'em up.
Darrin, don't be cruel.
Samantha...
Won't you twitch up some
raven's eggs for your mother?
Sorry, Sam knows the rules.
I forbid witchcraft
in this house.
Tyrant.
Mother... What?
While I butter the toast,
why don't you pour the coffee.
Oh, certainly.
Shucks.
I guess you'll just
have to pour it by hand.
Oh, it's heavy.
Oh.
Thanks for trying.
Mother... Yes, darling?
I hate to be a nag, but you
really should see a doctor.
Oh.
Darrin, don't you think
Mother should see a doctor?
I've always thought that.
Fine, I wouldn't want to do
this without your approval.
Samantha, you plucked
me right off me dolphin,
and I was winning the race.
Sam, you tricked me.
I thought you were talking
about a legitimate doctor.
I beg your pardon?
Hello, Dr. Bombay.
Hello, Endora.
I trust you have a superb
reason for interrupting me?
Yes, Dr. Bombay.
Mother seems to
have lost her powers.
Endora?
I'm afraid so.
Why, it seems to me
only a few weeks ago
that you were suffering a
loss of your power, Samantha.
This family is
getting into a rut.
When did it happen?
Yesterday.
And where does it hurt?
No place.
Just in the pride.
I'd better give you
a complete checkup.
My wife's family doctor.
He's just our
general practitioner.
You should see our specialists.
What's he doing?
He's listening to her foot.
I'm sorry I asked.
Hm. Ahem.
The, uh, family may come in now.
Well, I've examined the
patient from head to foot,
and I've made my diagnosis.
What is it?
Endora, you are
suffering from an allergy.
To what?
To birds.
Birds?
To birds?
The medical facts are obvious.
She has lost her
powers of witchcraft,
due to changes in
her occult metabolism,
caused by contact with
a particular kind of a bird.
What kind of bird?
That's the puzzling part.
Endora has been in contact with
the rare Macedonian dodo bird.
But a Macedonian dodo bird
has been extinct
for millions of years.
That's not the point.
The point is, you have run into
a rare Macedonian dodo bird,
and the encounter has
rendered you powerless.
Dr. Bombay... Yes?
If Mother had come in contact
w-with the Macedonian dodo,
wouldn't she have noticed it?
Not necessarily.
It could have sneaked
up on her from behind.
Uh, can you cure her?
Instantly.
As soon as you produce the bird.
What for?
We must pluck a feather
from the guilty bird's tail
to use as an
ingredient in the potion.
But, Dr. Bombay, how can
we possibly find the feather
when we don't even know
where to find the bird?
Well I can't answer that, can I?
I'm a doctor, not
a miracle worker.
Since when?
Darrin, please.
And what happens
in the meantime?
That's an interesting subject.
In many cases of
allergy, the victims powers
go off into limbo,
and they float there.
Unless...
Uh, unless what?
Unless by magnetic polarization
those forces attach themselves
to some other witch or warlock
whose own powers
are, uh, dwindling.
Dr. Bombay, do you mean to say
that a perfect stranger
could acquire my powers?
Not a stranger.
No, it would have
to be a relative.
Well, I must be off.
Let me know if
something comes up.
A relative... whose
powers are dwindling.
Well, the only one
I can think of is...
Aunt Clara.
Hi there.
Oh! Ha, ha.
Oh, I just had to
fly over to show you.
Show us what?
Oh, the many things I
haven't been able to do
in all these years. Ha, ha.
Uh, like this.
Duck's down and lettuce
Present form, forget us
Aunt Clara, change Mother back.
Oh, yes, of course, dear.
I was merely demonstrating
my new power.
Roses are red Violets are blue
I am me And you now... Are you!
Clara, you will live
to regret this moment.
Careful, Mother.
Let's not make her angry.
No, watch it. And watch this.
Weebus, warbus Tootles, flick
Eat all this And you'll be sick
Oh, excellent,
Arturo. Excellent.
Excellent, my foot.
Get that stuff out of here.
But we're having a celebration.
This is a party.
Oh, uh, let's start with
the pâté de foie gras...
Durwood, help me.
What did you say?
I said, Durwood, help me.
You'd think if you
wanted me to help you,
you'd use my correct name.
Oh, I'm sorry.
What was it again?
Darrin.
Oh, yes.
Well... I'll try.
Straighten my pillow.
Turn it around the other way.
That's right, there.
Yeah, that's better.
Dennis...
where's Tabatha?
She's upstairs playing.
Well, I want her to play here.
She's been playing in
her room all morning.
I thought Samantha was
going to make me some cocoa.
I'll see what's keeping her.
Sam, your mother
is driving me crazy.
She is?
She acts as if she's
totally helpless.
By her standards, she is.
Uh, darling, do me a favor.
Take this out to her.
I have to make a call.
Aunt Clara?
Aunt Clara?
Oh! Oh, my.
I just had lunch
in H... Holland.
So I see.
I'm having dinner in Mexico.
Well, so I see.
Uh, it's very attractive,
but Aunt Clara, I want to
talk to you about Mother.
Oh, well, uh, just a minute.
I'm a quick-change artist.
Well, I'm glad to see you're
enjoying yourself, Aunt Clara.
But... But about Mother.
Now, I'm sorry about Endora,
but I'm a swinger,
and I like to swing.
Yes, uh, I understand, but...
I didn't steal her powers.
Until you told me, I had no
idea where they came from.
Well, now, that's what I
wanted to talk to you about.
You sure?
With her temper?
Heh. I wouldn't dare.
Okay, Aunt Clara.
You're clean.
Oh, may I go now?
Yes.
Oh. Uh... Oh, it's
such a nice day.
I think I'll go sailing.
Abner! Abner!
Wake up, wake up!
What? Wha...? What do you want?
Our... Our street has
turned into a harbor.
Come, Abner.
That was a good one, Gladys.
Be sure and tell the
psychiatrist about it
when you see him.
What psychiatrist?
The one I'm going
to send you to.
There you go. Thanks, honey.
Oh, cute.
Is Tabatha still in her room?
Uh-huh.
What's the big attraction there?
Privacy.
You meant that as
an insult, didn't you?
No, Mother, he didn't
mean... He hates me.
Mother, he doesn't hate you.
Do you, Darrin?
He does too!
I'll have to live out my
life in a climate of hatred.
What do you mean,
live out your life?
Have you forgotten?
I'm not leaving this
house without me powers.
I never agreed to that.
I only agreed to last night.
Come sundown, I call you a cab.
Right?
Right?
Well...
Well, what?
Who...? Who'd take care of her?
We could put her in a
home for senior citizens.
And when you're as senior
a citizen as she must be,
they're sure to give her
the best room in the house.
Darrin, you can't do that.
She's my mother.
And I'm your husband.
She could divorce you.
She could turn
you into a parakeet,
and we could keep you in a cage.
Sweetheart, I thought you didn't
want me to practice witchcraft.
I'll make an exception.
Because he hates me.
Oh.
If she doesn't leave, I will.
For how long?
I'll let you know.
Would you like a handkerchief?
No, thank you.
Just go upstairs
and pack his bags.
Mother, I'm not
planning to divorce him.
Oh, very well.
It was a passing thought.
The fault resides in
man's inhumanity to man.
Take, for instance, the
field of international water...
polo.
Hey, bartender, what
happened to the drunk?
Samantha, I demand
a good explanation.
Sweetheart, I think we've
discovered a way of getting
Mother's powers
back so she can leave.
That's good enough.
I needed you here so
that we could reenact
the events of yesterday morning
prior to Mother
losing her powers.
Macedonian dodoes can't
have anything to do with it.
Come on, let's all
go to the nursery.
What's that?
That's a Macedonian dodo. Oh!
Bobby, I told you
to stay in my room.
Uh, Tabatha, who is Bobby?
He's Bobby the bird.
Where did you get him?
I made him up.
Ou... Out of one of
your picture books?
Oh, if I weren't so
relieved I'd be furious.
When did you do it? Yesterday.
That's why she's been spending
so much time in her room.
That's where I came
in contact with it.
She must have
hidden it in the closet.
Did you?
Oh, Tabatha.
I guess we owe
Dr. Bombay an apology.
Samantha, this time you've
plucked me off me porpoise.
Dr. Bombay, you were right.
A Macedonian dodo bird.
Ah!
Yes, a baby
Macedonian dodo bird.
Baby?!
Yes, indeed.
One of the species directly
related to the giant auk.
A-ha! Now the
solution is simple.
Here, chup, chup, chup, chup.
Chup, chup, chup, chup.
Chup, chup, chup, chup,
chup, chup, chup, chup.
Stirring gently, so
as not to bruise...
Drink this.
I'm cured.
Splendid.
I'll pop back to me porpoise.
Help!
Aunt Clara?
Where are you?
I'm on the roof.
Excuse me.
Oh, I... I was flying back
from the yacht races and...
And my engine conked out.
Oh, Aunt Clara,
I'm afraid your moment
of infinite glory is over.
Gladys, you sure pick
strange places to get romantic.
You miss Bobby the bird?
Yes.
Aw...
Well, maybe if
you're very, very good,
I'll let him come to
your birthday party.
You will not.
How come that bird
had no effect on you?
I don't know.
I guess I'm just immune
to Macedonian dodoes.
Darrin, would you be happy
if something were to happen
and I lost my powers?
That's a very
difficult question.
With a very simple answer.
I love you, and I don't
want you to change one bit.
You just stay as
wonderful as you are.
You looking forward to
a nice, quiet weekend?
I certainly am.
Hello, Samantha, darling.
Tweety-weety, Tabatha.
Hello, Endora. How are you?
I'm not speaking to you.
That's a step in
the right direction.
Your treatment of me
in my recent period
of indisposition
is unforgivable.
And, might I add, typical.
Endora, please forgive
my lack of understanding.
I'll do anything you ask to
make up for my poor behavior.
Why are you so gracious?
Oh, I don't know.
I do.
Why?
He saw what it
was like to have you
as a normal, mortal
mother-in-law,
and he decided he'd
rather have you as a witch.