Happy Days (1974–1984): Season 1, Episode 2 - The Lemon - full transcript
Embarrassed to be seen driving the family car, Richie convinces his dad to let him and pal Potsie go in together on a used jalopy, naively trusting a slick used car dealer to give them a good deal.
(Bill Haley and the Comets) ♪ One,
two, three o'clock, four o'clock rock
♪ Five, six, seven
o'clock, eight o'clock rock
♪ Nine, ten, eleven
o'clock, twelve o'clock rock
♪ We're gonna rock
around the clock tonight
♪ Put your glad
rags on, join me, hon
♪ We'll have some fun
when the clock strikes one
♪ We're gonna rock
around the clock tonight
♪ We're gonna rock,
rock, rock till broad daylight
♪ We're gonna rock, gonna
rock around the clock tonight
♪ When the clock
strikes two, three, and four
♪ If the band slows
down, we'll yell for more
♪ We're gonna rock
around the clock tonight
♪ We're gonna rock,
rock, rock till broad daylight
♪ We're gonna rock, gonna
rock around the clock tonight
(guitar solo)
♪ When the chimes
ring five, six, and seven
♪ We'll be right
in seventh heaven
♪ We're gonna rock
around the clock tonight
♪ We're gonna rock,
rock, rock, till broad daylight
♪ We're gonna rock, gonna
rock around the clock tonight
♪ When the clock strikes
twelve, we'll cool off then
♪ Start a-rockin'
'round the clock again
♪ We're gonna rock
around the clock tonight
♪ We're gonna rock,
rock, rock till broad daylight
♪ We're gonna rock, gonna
rock around the clock tonight
♪ Sha-boom, sha-boom
♪ Da-da-da-da-da-da ♪
Then blink your lights!
Come on, get a
waitress over here.
In broad daylight?
Hey, Fonzie. Hi.
It's his folks' car.
Heh heh heh!
Let's go inside and eat.
I can't stand being insulted
on an empty stomach.
Hey, Trudy. Betty.
Hi, fellas.
Well, how was the funeral?
How 'bout a burger and a malt?
Uh...
Hey, girls, how
about a ride home?
OK.
Sure.
We could take you home.
Yeah.
In that?
Thanks, but it might not
be going in our direction.
Yeah. We're going forward.
(horn honks)
This is a good, strong car.
How do they think we got here?
Come on, Rich.
Who you thinking about
taking to the sock hop?
Probably just my socks
unless I can find some wheels.
Listen, why don't you
just take your parents' car?
They won't let me use it
since I tore the window
out at the drive-in.
Remember, before you
pull out, take the speaker off.
I suppose we could
just take the bus.
Sure. You ever tried
to tell a girl's mother
your bus ran out of gas?
We gotta buy some wheels.
Hey, how much money you got?
All I have is $100
in my savings.
Hey, we could
go 50/50. I got 75.
That's 50/50?
You can keep the spare
tire at your house. Come on.
You think my father would let
me touch my savings for a car?
Talk him into it.
Use psychology.
Tell him if he doesn't
let you get a car,
you won't eat for a whole day.
I couldn't do that. Why?!
I get a headache if
I don't eat. Oh, Rich.
Watch him. Watch him.
Look out, ref. He's
pulling his hair.
Give him the elbow... Daddy!
Joanie, I'm so
sorry, sweetheart.
But that other guy had a fistful
of Gorgeous George's curls.
Howard, what happened?
Daddy dented my whole body.
Oh. Daddy didn't mean it, dear.
But you should know
not to sit close to Daddy
when wrestling is on.
I'm sorry, sweetheart.
Marion, this'll be
over in one more fall.
Come and help me
in the kitchen, dear,
or you'll be the last fall.
Dad...
Look out. Look out. He's
rubbing soap in his eyes.
What's the matter with
you, ref? Are you blind?!
Ah, turn it off,
will ya, Richie?
Dad, there's
something I'd like to...
Those guys aren't athletes.
They're actors. The
whole thing is phony.
The only real person on that
whole screen is Hatpin Mary.
(sighs) Here, Dad.
What is it, Richard?
Well, Dad, I'm 17,
and I think it's time that
I learned responsibility.
You want to work in the store?
No. I was thinking more along
the lines of, uh, transportation.
You want to work on a train?
I wanna buy a car.
Oh, Richard. What
do you want a car for?
For lots of things...
For running errands for Mom.
Going necking.
I'm sure that's not what
Richard wants the car for, Joanie.
Mom! Mom! Richie's
gonna buy a car!
Tell me something.
Where do you plan
to get the money
to buy this rolling
den of iniquity?
Oh. Well, see, uh, Potsie and I
are gonna go in on it together.
We've got, uh... (softly)
$175. How much?
$175.
I always wanted a
Cadillac in the family.
It would be nice to have
a second car, Howard.
David and Ricky don't have
cars. Beaver doesn't have a car.
Now, why should our
son be any different?
Dad, I know it would
be a big responsibility,
but that's what you're
always saying I need.
It'd help me mature, learn
how to take care of things.
You're gonna be depending
on me someday, you know.
Don't threaten me, Richard.
Howard, at least listen
to what he has to say.
Me listen? Hah! You
know, when I was a kid,
my mother used to tell
me to listen to my father.
Now that I'm a father, my
wife tells me to listen to my kids.
A lot of boys Richard's
age have their own cars.
Let's just forget I
ever brought it up.
Look, Richard, you're old enough
to make your own decisions.
All I can do is
offer you advice.
I suggest that you finish
high school and college,
get yourself a job, and then
you'll have enough money
to buy yourself a decent
car. That's my opinion.
But you weigh the
pros and the cons,
and I'll go along with
whatever you decide.
Terrific. I'm gonna call Potsie
and tell him we can get the car!
I'm glad he's not
rushing into this.
Well, Dad, isn't it a beaut?!
I'm speechless.
Pretty neat, huh, Mr. C.?
How much did the dealer pay you
to take it off his hands?
We paid 175 for it.
Yeah, it was 225,
but the guy let us
have a break on it.
Yeah. He sure let
you have it, all right.
How do you like the eagle?
Looks like he's waiting
for a chance to jump off.
That was the best
part of the deal.
The eagle probably
cost as much as the car.
Oh, I believe that.
Tell me something,
aren't these
tires a little thin?
Yeah. It'll be great
for peeling out.
Peeling out?
He means pulling out...
Safe and slow, just like
you're always telling us.
They don't make
them like this anymore.
Oh, they stopped?
This is really a solid car.
(horn honking)
(honking continues)
(honking stops)
Horn works.
I noticed it.
Wait till you hear the motor.
You mean to tell me there's
something more to this car
than just its good looks?
Your dad has some
sense of humor.
Go on, Dad. Get
in and start it up.
Yeah, come on.
All right. All right.
(handle jiggles)
Is this a combination lock?
Oh, no. Wait,
wait. There you go.
(sighs)
Richie, don't you find it a
little hard steering this way?
Hey, we have Nash
seats. Isn't that great?!
Talk about luck.
Howard?
Is that you, Marion?
Why are you lying
in the boys' car?
I just thought it would be
a nice change from sitting.
This is a very interesting car.
(Joanie) That's a Nash seat.
That's very good, Joanie.
Yeah, I know all about that.
That's called the make-out seat.
Dear, I'm sure that's not
why those nice people
at Nash invented that seat.
Maybe not, but that's
what it's used for.
Well, it comes in very handy...
if guests stay over.
Richie got a phone
call from a girl.
Who called?
Someone named Betty.
She heard that you
and Potsie got a car.
She wants you to meet her and
someone named Trudy at Arnold's.
Our own wheels, Betty and Trudy
and a Nash seat.
Man, oh, man, we got
it made in the shade!
Let's go, Rich!
You think I could get a
little help getting out of here?
Oh, sure, Mr. C.
Thank you.
Oh. Here, let me hold the seat.
Oh, all right.
How's that?
Back a little further.
Perfect.
Look, I'll hold it here
and just run along the
outside of the car, huh?
Here we go.
(engine backfires)
(engine roars)
I think you got a
hole in your muffler.
What?!
I said, I think you got
a hole in your muffler!!
Yeah! Sounds great, doesn't it?!
(engine sputters, stops)
Did it have a warranty?
Did it leave a will?
(Ralph) Wow, look at this car.
Super!
I'm tellin' you, guys,
this car is really smooth.
What do you say, Fonz?
Yeah! Hey!
Hey, uh, girls,
want a hamburger?
You sure you can
afford it after buying this?
Oh, well, we did drop
a bundle on this baby.
Six bills. Really?!
Listen, uh, we were thinking about
going to the sock hop on Saturday night
if you girls would be interested
in coming with us. Sure.
Great.
Yeah. We thought we'd
dance a little, grab a bite,
then cruise up to the lake
to watch the submarine
races by the moonlight.
Think we can trust them?
Hope not.
(laughing)
Well, how'd you guys
like to drive us home?
Oh, we'd love to,
but we didn't think we'd
run into you here so...
So we sort of made
other arrangements.
You understand?
Oh.
Look, we'll pick you up
Saturday night, 7:30, OK?
OK.
OK.
Bye.
Let me help.
Bye-bye.
See ya.
So long.
Six bills!
It's not how you play the game,
it's whether you win or lose.
(laughing) But
what do we do now?
We just sit here
and play it cool
till they close the joint...
then we push it back home.
(engine turns over)
I hope Fonzie can fix it.
He didn't exactly say he
was. He said he'd look at it.
Hey, Rich, I think there's a
few things you should know
about getting things started
when we're at the lake.
Oh, come on, Potsie.
No, this is important. Pretend
you're Betty, and I'm you.
Here's what you do.
Tell her you think her door
should be locked for her own safety.
Then you real casually
reach over and... lock it.
Now see where my arm is now?
Then you just put
your arm around and...
Potsie... Then what
happens, happens.
Potsie, I got it.
Oh, wow!
No, Fonzie, no, no.
Hi, Fonzie. We were just here...
We were looking
at the speedometer,
checking to make sure all the
numbers are there, that's all.
What do you think?
I-It's probably
just... Fuel pump...
Hey... We can...
Wrench.
Wrench.
Screwdriver.
Screwdriver.
Leg.
Leg? Leg.
OK.
Start it up, boys.
(engine turns over quietly)
Hey, Fonz, you did it!
Hands like a surgeon!
Fonzie, listen, what
do we owe you?!
What do you got?
Anything we have is yours.
Are you sure you want that?
He wants that.
He took the best
part of the car.
Boy, this thing's
cost us a fortune.
Sure hope Betty and
Trudy are worth it.
Are you kiddin'?
Ralph Malph says
they're a sure hickey.
I hope we don't
have any more trouble
with the battery.
No sweat.
The guy who sold it to me
said it had 19 good starts in it.
(band playing "Hound Dog")
Oh, we made it.
I'm glad the dance is still on.
I told 'em they could
start it without me.
It's a good thing. Took
us three hours to get here.
I hope the car will start again.
We only used up
17 of the 19 starts.
12 in my driveway.
Ah, come on, let's dance.
Let's not waste any time.
Come on, let's dance.
(MC) Cats and kittens, that's
all the boppin' for tonight.
Now, don't forget your
shoes and drive carefully.
The life you save may
be mine. Ha-ha-ha.
This is getting
expensive. $2.00 a dance.
Heh-heh.
Come on.
(ballad plays on radio)
We didn't get to dance.
We hardly got to eat.
But we made it just in time
for the submarine races.
Ha-ha-ha-ha!
Uh, what do you like,
strawberry or orange?
Huh?
Lipsticks... I just
got two new flavors.
Strawberry.
Definitely strawberry.
Orange makes my lips break out.
Me too. (giggles)
Hey.
Oh, hey, look, your
door's unlocked.
Look what you did! Look!
Try and control
yourself, huh, Rich?
I'm sorry. Sorry.
I'm sorry.
Gee, I hear the Giants
might move to San Francisco.
Oh?
(Trudy giggling)
(Potsie laughing)
I want you to know that I
respect you as a person.
For crying out loud, I
feel like I'm in church!
Sorry, Trudy.
(giggling)
Mmm.
Mmm.
Mmm.
(laughs)
Mmm.
You really like kissing, huh?
No, it's the steering wheel...
It's killing my hip!
Ow! What are you doing?!
You're killin' my knees!
Sorry!
Well, get back
in the front seat!
My foot's falling asleep!
(horn honking)
What are you
honkin' the horn for?!
I'm not! It's stuck!
(young man) Is somebody
having an air-raid drill?
(young man #2) Hey, Cunningham,
can't you just say,
"Get out of the way"?
Pull the wire!
I just did! (honking continues)
You pulled the wrong one!
(young man) Hey, fool, be cool!
(young man #2)
Hey, turn that horn off!
(honking stops)
Got it.
(rings)
Hello?
Yes?
Who is it, Howard?
It's Betty somebody's father.
What? Oh. Excuse me.
Betty Wilkins' father. Oh?
Yes? Oh. Just a minute.
Richie's date...
He hasn't brought her home
yet, and it's after midnight.
I hope they're all right.
So does he.
Uh, look, Mr. Wilkins,
I-I wouldn't worry
if I were you.
Richard's a very
dependable young man
and he's an excellent driver.
I'm sure he'll have your
daughter home very soon.
Thank you.
Goodbye.
Well, Howard, how can you
sleep after that phone call?
It's quite simple, Marion.
First I close this eye
and then I close...
Howard, be serious.
Something could have happened.
Maybe you should
try to find them.
Marion, I'm not going out
in the middle of the night
looking for him.
He'll be all right.
You're a good father, Howard.
Why is it always us good fathers
who never get any sleep?
Wonderful man.
♪ Bye, love ♪
Bye-bye, happiness
♪ Hello, loneliness
♪ I think I'm gonna
cry ♪ Bye-bye, love
No, miss, I'm not
having any... Miss!
♪ Hello, emptiness
♪ Feel like I could die
♪ Bye-bye, my love, goodbye
♪ There goes my baby
♪ With someone new
♪ She sure looks happy
♪ I sure am blue... ♪
Excuse me!
Aren't you Fonzie?
Yeah. Aren't you
Cunningham's father?
Yes.
Can we talk?
Hey, Ralph.
Come here and hold up
Cloris for a minute, will ya?
Hi, Mr. Cunningham.
Hi, Ralph.
(Fonzie) Hey!
So?
I'm looking for
Richie and Potsie.
Have you seen them?
I don't know.
You don't know?
I mean, I know,
but I don't know.
You know what I mean? No.
Oh. It's like an unwritten law.
Whenever a kid's old
man comes looking for him,
you don't know where he is
whether you do or you don't.
Can you dig?
Look, Fonzie, I'm
not looking for Richie
in order to punish him.
It just so happens to be late,
and his mother and I are
concerned about his safety.
You are?
That's nice.
Well, thank you.
I'd certainly appreciate it
if you'd tell me where he is.
All right.
Pretend you're
not talking to me.
Turn around.
What? Turn around.
(sighs)
They're up at the lake
watching the submarine races.
What submarine races?!
Hey, hey, hey! Cool it!
Will you sit down?!
I got my reputation to keep up.
What submarine races?
Well, uh, I guess
you would call it
"Pitchin' woo."
Gotcha.
Thanks, Fonzie.
Don't turn around
till after I leave.
Whoa.
Miss, I didn't or... Miss?!
Oh. OK, we got the, uh,
lights, horn, windshield
wiper and ignition wires.
That should be it.
OK.
(ballad plays on radio)
(sighs)
Well, home, James.
And, uh, take your time.
You gotta be out of your mind.
Well, at least
everything works now.
(engine sputtering)
I think that was number 19.
To think I gave up
watching Snooky Lanson
sing "Shrimp boats
are a-comin'" for this.
(sighs)
One of you girls are gonna
have to steer while we push.
OK, Potsie, let's back it up.
OK.
(grunts)
Have you got it in neutral?
Yeah.
I think the tires are stuck.
Well, let's try rocking it.
OK.
Hey, there's your dad!
Oh, yeah, what a break!
Maybe he can give us a push!
Richie! Potsie!
Hit the brakes!
The car! Richie!
The car! Stop the car!!
(Betty) Richie!
Richie!!
(Trudy) Potsie!
Well, will you get
them out of there?!
It's cold! Freezing!
It's freezing! Oh, it's so cold!
(Potsie) The water's freezing!
Do you want to buy a car?
Oh! They're all right.
You see, Mr. Wilkins,
I told you that Howard
would find them.
Oh, my dear! Girls!
Richie, what happened?
How do you do, Mr. Wilkins?
I'm Howard Cunningham.
My husband.
Nice meeting you,
Mr. Wilkins. My coat!
Don't you think you boys
should say something?
Um... hey, girls,
does this mean it's
off for tomorrow night?
Well, I think I'll go home
and dry out my wallet.
Bye. See ya.
I'll make some hot chocolate.
Hmm.
Richard... I know, Dad.
You're gonna tell me
that I just learned
an expensive lesson
and that buying a
junky old car like that
was really stupid.
Well, now that you
got that off my chest,
tell me something...
How do I get my coat back?
Richard, that's too
bad about your car.
Well, it wasn't a total loss.
Fonzie took it off
our hands for $25.
That was very nice of him.
There's a side
to that boy Fonzie
that nobody knows about.
Then he dried it out
and sold it back to Otto's
Auto Orphanage for 50.
Well, I certainly hope
you learned your lesson.
But you know how it is.
Potsie's my best
friend... I don't know.
Yeah, I understand
how it is with friends.
Do you have a
best friend, Daddy?
Sure. Your mother.
Who's your best friend, Mom?
The milkman.
See, I can joke, too.
♪ This day is ours
♪ Won't you be mine?
♪ These happy days
♪ These happy days
are yours and mine
♪ Happy days ♪
♪ Hello, sunshine goodbye, rain
♪ She's wearin' my
school ring on her chain
♪ She's my steady, I'm her man
♪ I'm gonna love her all I can
♪ This day is ours
♪ Won't you be mine?
♪ These happy days
♪ This day is ours
♪ Oh, please be
mine ♪ Oh, happy days
♪ Happy days ♪
two, three o'clock, four o'clock rock
♪ Five, six, seven
o'clock, eight o'clock rock
♪ Nine, ten, eleven
o'clock, twelve o'clock rock
♪ We're gonna rock
around the clock tonight
♪ Put your glad
rags on, join me, hon
♪ We'll have some fun
when the clock strikes one
♪ We're gonna rock
around the clock tonight
♪ We're gonna rock,
rock, rock till broad daylight
♪ We're gonna rock, gonna
rock around the clock tonight
♪ When the clock
strikes two, three, and four
♪ If the band slows
down, we'll yell for more
♪ We're gonna rock
around the clock tonight
♪ We're gonna rock,
rock, rock till broad daylight
♪ We're gonna rock, gonna
rock around the clock tonight
(guitar solo)
♪ When the chimes
ring five, six, and seven
♪ We'll be right
in seventh heaven
♪ We're gonna rock
around the clock tonight
♪ We're gonna rock,
rock, rock, till broad daylight
♪ We're gonna rock, gonna
rock around the clock tonight
♪ When the clock strikes
twelve, we'll cool off then
♪ Start a-rockin'
'round the clock again
♪ We're gonna rock
around the clock tonight
♪ We're gonna rock,
rock, rock till broad daylight
♪ We're gonna rock, gonna
rock around the clock tonight
♪ Sha-boom, sha-boom
♪ Da-da-da-da-da-da ♪
Then blink your lights!
Come on, get a
waitress over here.
In broad daylight?
Hey, Fonzie. Hi.
It's his folks' car.
Heh heh heh!
Let's go inside and eat.
I can't stand being insulted
on an empty stomach.
Hey, Trudy. Betty.
Hi, fellas.
Well, how was the funeral?
How 'bout a burger and a malt?
Uh...
Hey, girls, how
about a ride home?
OK.
Sure.
We could take you home.
Yeah.
In that?
Thanks, but it might not
be going in our direction.
Yeah. We're going forward.
(horn honks)
This is a good, strong car.
How do they think we got here?
Come on, Rich.
Who you thinking about
taking to the sock hop?
Probably just my socks
unless I can find some wheels.
Listen, why don't you
just take your parents' car?
They won't let me use it
since I tore the window
out at the drive-in.
Remember, before you
pull out, take the speaker off.
I suppose we could
just take the bus.
Sure. You ever tried
to tell a girl's mother
your bus ran out of gas?
We gotta buy some wheels.
Hey, how much money you got?
All I have is $100
in my savings.
Hey, we could
go 50/50. I got 75.
That's 50/50?
You can keep the spare
tire at your house. Come on.
You think my father would let
me touch my savings for a car?
Talk him into it.
Use psychology.
Tell him if he doesn't
let you get a car,
you won't eat for a whole day.
I couldn't do that. Why?!
I get a headache if
I don't eat. Oh, Rich.
Watch him. Watch him.
Look out, ref. He's
pulling his hair.
Give him the elbow... Daddy!
Joanie, I'm so
sorry, sweetheart.
But that other guy had a fistful
of Gorgeous George's curls.
Howard, what happened?
Daddy dented my whole body.
Oh. Daddy didn't mean it, dear.
But you should know
not to sit close to Daddy
when wrestling is on.
I'm sorry, sweetheart.
Marion, this'll be
over in one more fall.
Come and help me
in the kitchen, dear,
or you'll be the last fall.
Dad...
Look out. Look out. He's
rubbing soap in his eyes.
What's the matter with
you, ref? Are you blind?!
Ah, turn it off,
will ya, Richie?
Dad, there's
something I'd like to...
Those guys aren't athletes.
They're actors. The
whole thing is phony.
The only real person on that
whole screen is Hatpin Mary.
(sighs) Here, Dad.
What is it, Richard?
Well, Dad, I'm 17,
and I think it's time that
I learned responsibility.
You want to work in the store?
No. I was thinking more along
the lines of, uh, transportation.
You want to work on a train?
I wanna buy a car.
Oh, Richard. What
do you want a car for?
For lots of things...
For running errands for Mom.
Going necking.
I'm sure that's not what
Richard wants the car for, Joanie.
Mom! Mom! Richie's
gonna buy a car!
Tell me something.
Where do you plan
to get the money
to buy this rolling
den of iniquity?
Oh. Well, see, uh, Potsie and I
are gonna go in on it together.
We've got, uh... (softly)
$175. How much?
$175.
I always wanted a
Cadillac in the family.
It would be nice to have
a second car, Howard.
David and Ricky don't have
cars. Beaver doesn't have a car.
Now, why should our
son be any different?
Dad, I know it would
be a big responsibility,
but that's what you're
always saying I need.
It'd help me mature, learn
how to take care of things.
You're gonna be depending
on me someday, you know.
Don't threaten me, Richard.
Howard, at least listen
to what he has to say.
Me listen? Hah! You
know, when I was a kid,
my mother used to tell
me to listen to my father.
Now that I'm a father, my
wife tells me to listen to my kids.
A lot of boys Richard's
age have their own cars.
Let's just forget I
ever brought it up.
Look, Richard, you're old enough
to make your own decisions.
All I can do is
offer you advice.
I suggest that you finish
high school and college,
get yourself a job, and then
you'll have enough money
to buy yourself a decent
car. That's my opinion.
But you weigh the
pros and the cons,
and I'll go along with
whatever you decide.
Terrific. I'm gonna call Potsie
and tell him we can get the car!
I'm glad he's not
rushing into this.
Well, Dad, isn't it a beaut?!
I'm speechless.
Pretty neat, huh, Mr. C.?
How much did the dealer pay you
to take it off his hands?
We paid 175 for it.
Yeah, it was 225,
but the guy let us
have a break on it.
Yeah. He sure let
you have it, all right.
How do you like the eagle?
Looks like he's waiting
for a chance to jump off.
That was the best
part of the deal.
The eagle probably
cost as much as the car.
Oh, I believe that.
Tell me something,
aren't these
tires a little thin?
Yeah. It'll be great
for peeling out.
Peeling out?
He means pulling out...
Safe and slow, just like
you're always telling us.
They don't make
them like this anymore.
Oh, they stopped?
This is really a solid car.
(horn honking)
(honking continues)
(honking stops)
Horn works.
I noticed it.
Wait till you hear the motor.
You mean to tell me there's
something more to this car
than just its good looks?
Your dad has some
sense of humor.
Go on, Dad. Get
in and start it up.
Yeah, come on.
All right. All right.
(handle jiggles)
Is this a combination lock?
Oh, no. Wait,
wait. There you go.
(sighs)
Richie, don't you find it a
little hard steering this way?
Hey, we have Nash
seats. Isn't that great?!
Talk about luck.
Howard?
Is that you, Marion?
Why are you lying
in the boys' car?
I just thought it would be
a nice change from sitting.
This is a very interesting car.
(Joanie) That's a Nash seat.
That's very good, Joanie.
Yeah, I know all about that.
That's called the make-out seat.
Dear, I'm sure that's not
why those nice people
at Nash invented that seat.
Maybe not, but that's
what it's used for.
Well, it comes in very handy...
if guests stay over.
Richie got a phone
call from a girl.
Who called?
Someone named Betty.
She heard that you
and Potsie got a car.
She wants you to meet her and
someone named Trudy at Arnold's.
Our own wheels, Betty and Trudy
and a Nash seat.
Man, oh, man, we got
it made in the shade!
Let's go, Rich!
You think I could get a
little help getting out of here?
Oh, sure, Mr. C.
Thank you.
Oh. Here, let me hold the seat.
Oh, all right.
How's that?
Back a little further.
Perfect.
Look, I'll hold it here
and just run along the
outside of the car, huh?
Here we go.
(engine backfires)
(engine roars)
I think you got a
hole in your muffler.
What?!
I said, I think you got
a hole in your muffler!!
Yeah! Sounds great, doesn't it?!
(engine sputters, stops)
Did it have a warranty?
Did it leave a will?
(Ralph) Wow, look at this car.
Super!
I'm tellin' you, guys,
this car is really smooth.
What do you say, Fonz?
Yeah! Hey!
Hey, uh, girls,
want a hamburger?
You sure you can
afford it after buying this?
Oh, well, we did drop
a bundle on this baby.
Six bills. Really?!
Listen, uh, we were thinking about
going to the sock hop on Saturday night
if you girls would be interested
in coming with us. Sure.
Great.
Yeah. We thought we'd
dance a little, grab a bite,
then cruise up to the lake
to watch the submarine
races by the moonlight.
Think we can trust them?
Hope not.
(laughing)
Well, how'd you guys
like to drive us home?
Oh, we'd love to,
but we didn't think we'd
run into you here so...
So we sort of made
other arrangements.
You understand?
Oh.
Look, we'll pick you up
Saturday night, 7:30, OK?
OK.
OK.
Bye.
Let me help.
Bye-bye.
See ya.
So long.
Six bills!
It's not how you play the game,
it's whether you win or lose.
(laughing) But
what do we do now?
We just sit here
and play it cool
till they close the joint...
then we push it back home.
(engine turns over)
I hope Fonzie can fix it.
He didn't exactly say he
was. He said he'd look at it.
Hey, Rich, I think there's a
few things you should know
about getting things started
when we're at the lake.
Oh, come on, Potsie.
No, this is important. Pretend
you're Betty, and I'm you.
Here's what you do.
Tell her you think her door
should be locked for her own safety.
Then you real casually
reach over and... lock it.
Now see where my arm is now?
Then you just put
your arm around and...
Potsie... Then what
happens, happens.
Potsie, I got it.
Oh, wow!
No, Fonzie, no, no.
Hi, Fonzie. We were just here...
We were looking
at the speedometer,
checking to make sure all the
numbers are there, that's all.
What do you think?
I-It's probably
just... Fuel pump...
Hey... We can...
Wrench.
Wrench.
Screwdriver.
Screwdriver.
Leg.
Leg? Leg.
OK.
Start it up, boys.
(engine turns over quietly)
Hey, Fonz, you did it!
Hands like a surgeon!
Fonzie, listen, what
do we owe you?!
What do you got?
Anything we have is yours.
Are you sure you want that?
He wants that.
He took the best
part of the car.
Boy, this thing's
cost us a fortune.
Sure hope Betty and
Trudy are worth it.
Are you kiddin'?
Ralph Malph says
they're a sure hickey.
I hope we don't
have any more trouble
with the battery.
No sweat.
The guy who sold it to me
said it had 19 good starts in it.
(band playing "Hound Dog")
Oh, we made it.
I'm glad the dance is still on.
I told 'em they could
start it without me.
It's a good thing. Took
us three hours to get here.
I hope the car will start again.
We only used up
17 of the 19 starts.
12 in my driveway.
Ah, come on, let's dance.
Let's not waste any time.
Come on, let's dance.
(MC) Cats and kittens, that's
all the boppin' for tonight.
Now, don't forget your
shoes and drive carefully.
The life you save may
be mine. Ha-ha-ha.
This is getting
expensive. $2.00 a dance.
Heh-heh.
Come on.
(ballad plays on radio)
We didn't get to dance.
We hardly got to eat.
But we made it just in time
for the submarine races.
Ha-ha-ha-ha!
Uh, what do you like,
strawberry or orange?
Huh?
Lipsticks... I just
got two new flavors.
Strawberry.
Definitely strawberry.
Orange makes my lips break out.
Me too. (giggles)
Hey.
Oh, hey, look, your
door's unlocked.
Look what you did! Look!
Try and control
yourself, huh, Rich?
I'm sorry. Sorry.
I'm sorry.
Gee, I hear the Giants
might move to San Francisco.
Oh?
(Trudy giggling)
(Potsie laughing)
I want you to know that I
respect you as a person.
For crying out loud, I
feel like I'm in church!
Sorry, Trudy.
(giggling)
Mmm.
Mmm.
Mmm.
(laughs)
Mmm.
You really like kissing, huh?
No, it's the steering wheel...
It's killing my hip!
Ow! What are you doing?!
You're killin' my knees!
Sorry!
Well, get back
in the front seat!
My foot's falling asleep!
(horn honking)
What are you
honkin' the horn for?!
I'm not! It's stuck!
(young man) Is somebody
having an air-raid drill?
(young man #2) Hey, Cunningham,
can't you just say,
"Get out of the way"?
Pull the wire!
I just did! (honking continues)
You pulled the wrong one!
(young man) Hey, fool, be cool!
(young man #2)
Hey, turn that horn off!
(honking stops)
Got it.
(rings)
Hello?
Yes?
Who is it, Howard?
It's Betty somebody's father.
What? Oh. Excuse me.
Betty Wilkins' father. Oh?
Yes? Oh. Just a minute.
Richie's date...
He hasn't brought her home
yet, and it's after midnight.
I hope they're all right.
So does he.
Uh, look, Mr. Wilkins,
I-I wouldn't worry
if I were you.
Richard's a very
dependable young man
and he's an excellent driver.
I'm sure he'll have your
daughter home very soon.
Thank you.
Goodbye.
Well, Howard, how can you
sleep after that phone call?
It's quite simple, Marion.
First I close this eye
and then I close...
Howard, be serious.
Something could have happened.
Maybe you should
try to find them.
Marion, I'm not going out
in the middle of the night
looking for him.
He'll be all right.
You're a good father, Howard.
Why is it always us good fathers
who never get any sleep?
Wonderful man.
♪ Bye, love ♪
Bye-bye, happiness
♪ Hello, loneliness
♪ I think I'm gonna
cry ♪ Bye-bye, love
No, miss, I'm not
having any... Miss!
♪ Hello, emptiness
♪ Feel like I could die
♪ Bye-bye, my love, goodbye
♪ There goes my baby
♪ With someone new
♪ She sure looks happy
♪ I sure am blue... ♪
Excuse me!
Aren't you Fonzie?
Yeah. Aren't you
Cunningham's father?
Yes.
Can we talk?
Hey, Ralph.
Come here and hold up
Cloris for a minute, will ya?
Hi, Mr. Cunningham.
Hi, Ralph.
(Fonzie) Hey!
So?
I'm looking for
Richie and Potsie.
Have you seen them?
I don't know.
You don't know?
I mean, I know,
but I don't know.
You know what I mean? No.
Oh. It's like an unwritten law.
Whenever a kid's old
man comes looking for him,
you don't know where he is
whether you do or you don't.
Can you dig?
Look, Fonzie, I'm
not looking for Richie
in order to punish him.
It just so happens to be late,
and his mother and I are
concerned about his safety.
You are?
That's nice.
Well, thank you.
I'd certainly appreciate it
if you'd tell me where he is.
All right.
Pretend you're
not talking to me.
Turn around.
What? Turn around.
(sighs)
They're up at the lake
watching the submarine races.
What submarine races?!
Hey, hey, hey! Cool it!
Will you sit down?!
I got my reputation to keep up.
What submarine races?
Well, uh, I guess
you would call it
"Pitchin' woo."
Gotcha.
Thanks, Fonzie.
Don't turn around
till after I leave.
Whoa.
Miss, I didn't or... Miss?!
Oh. OK, we got the, uh,
lights, horn, windshield
wiper and ignition wires.
That should be it.
OK.
(ballad plays on radio)
(sighs)
Well, home, James.
And, uh, take your time.
You gotta be out of your mind.
Well, at least
everything works now.
(engine sputtering)
I think that was number 19.
To think I gave up
watching Snooky Lanson
sing "Shrimp boats
are a-comin'" for this.
(sighs)
One of you girls are gonna
have to steer while we push.
OK, Potsie, let's back it up.
OK.
(grunts)
Have you got it in neutral?
Yeah.
I think the tires are stuck.
Well, let's try rocking it.
OK.
Hey, there's your dad!
Oh, yeah, what a break!
Maybe he can give us a push!
Richie! Potsie!
Hit the brakes!
The car! Richie!
The car! Stop the car!!
(Betty) Richie!
Richie!!
(Trudy) Potsie!
Well, will you get
them out of there?!
It's cold! Freezing!
It's freezing! Oh, it's so cold!
(Potsie) The water's freezing!
Do you want to buy a car?
Oh! They're all right.
You see, Mr. Wilkins,
I told you that Howard
would find them.
Oh, my dear! Girls!
Richie, what happened?
How do you do, Mr. Wilkins?
I'm Howard Cunningham.
My husband.
Nice meeting you,
Mr. Wilkins. My coat!
Don't you think you boys
should say something?
Um... hey, girls,
does this mean it's
off for tomorrow night?
Well, I think I'll go home
and dry out my wallet.
Bye. See ya.
I'll make some hot chocolate.
Hmm.
Richard... I know, Dad.
You're gonna tell me
that I just learned
an expensive lesson
and that buying a
junky old car like that
was really stupid.
Well, now that you
got that off my chest,
tell me something...
How do I get my coat back?
Richard, that's too
bad about your car.
Well, it wasn't a total loss.
Fonzie took it off
our hands for $25.
That was very nice of him.
There's a side
to that boy Fonzie
that nobody knows about.
Then he dried it out
and sold it back to Otto's
Auto Orphanage for 50.
Well, I certainly hope
you learned your lesson.
But you know how it is.
Potsie's my best
friend... I don't know.
Yeah, I understand
how it is with friends.
Do you have a
best friend, Daddy?
Sure. Your mother.
Who's your best friend, Mom?
The milkman.
See, I can joke, too.
♪ This day is ours
♪ Won't you be mine?
♪ These happy days
♪ These happy days
are yours and mine
♪ Happy days ♪
♪ Hello, sunshine goodbye, rain
♪ She's wearin' my
school ring on her chain
♪ She's my steady, I'm her man
♪ I'm gonna love her all I can
♪ This day is ours
♪ Won't you be mine?
♪ These happy days
♪ This day is ours
♪ Oh, please be
mine ♪ Oh, happy days
♪ Happy days ♪