Happy Days (1974–1984): Season 2, Episode 21 - Richie's Flip Side - full transcript

♪ 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 ♪

♪ 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 ♪

♪ 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 happy days
are yours and mine ♪

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

Now for the Duane Eddy
look alike contest winners.

Next week, yes, sir,

at the Lake Highland
High School sock hop.

So, get on your socks
and bop on down

for the fun and the excitement.

And now listen to this number!

Look, Norman, I'm tellin' you.

I'm a tough disc jockey

and top deserves top.

I want top compensation.

You want, huh? You
know what I want?

What? I want you to shut up

and stop bothering
me about more money.

Here's the basketball scores. I
happen to be a big personality.

No... Elvis Presley
is a big personality.

And if he walked into
this room this very minute,

I'd say, "Elvis, baby,
not another nickel."

Jefferson lost 89 to 45.

Thanks, kid. Keep
that broom moving.

Did you listen to that intro?

Are you gonna stand
there and tell me

that I don't deserve a raise?

Any idiot could sit
in front of that mike

and throw that garbage
out to those kids.

Garbage?

That garbage is style!

Style?

I'll tell you how
much style you got.

Even he could do
what you're doing.

I quit. Good-bye.

You quit? That's right.

You can't quit. You're fired.

Yeah? You can't fire me,

I quit! Really? Good riddance.

Yeah, I'll send you a
postcard from the big time.

Good. It'll probably
come "postage due."

You dirty...

Get rid of the
broom, kid, you're on.

On what? On the air.

Here, sit down here.

I'll go into the booth,
I'll point my finger at you,

you flick the mike, read
the intro to the next record.

There's nothing to it. Me?

Don't you think
you should do this?

Are you kidding?

Microphones give
me the shingles.

This is, uh... Richard
J. Cunningham...

Hey, you weren't
bad, Cunningham.

But how long you had
that stuttering problem?

Oh, yeah, well, I guess
I was a little nervous.

Yeah.

You know, I don't think
kids identify with a...

with an adult
ranting and raving.

But with you it's different.

You're one of them...

even with the stuttering.

It was kind of fun.

Hey.

I think I'm onto
something here...

A teenage deejay.

Teen deejay?

Yeah. You'll fill in
for Charlie for a while.

You'll still get your

25 bucks a week,
but starting tomorrow,

you won't have to
sweep up anymore.

That's great!

I won't have to refill the paper
towels in the men's room?

Not so fast, kid.

One step at a time.

Get some rest.

Good night, Mr. Bander.
Good night, kid.

Don't forget to lock
up. Thanks a lot.

Bean casserole?

I hate bean casserole.

It's good for you.

Monday we had liver,
Tuesday: cauliflower,

today: bean casserole.

What could be worse?

Thursday?

Boy, this hasn't been a
terrific week for my mouth.

Oh, hi, everybody.

Sorry I'm late.

Guess what happened today?

Let me try. Um...

Richard was late for dinner.

It's your turn to say grace.

Thank you, Lord, for these gifts

we are about to receive.

And thank you for letting me
be a disc jockey at W-O-W.

Amen.

Amen.

A disc jockey at W-O-W?

Charlie the Prince quit his
job at the radio station today

and I filled in for
him for half an hour.

Is that good?

It's great!

No, it's not.

Charlie the Prince was my
favorite person in the world.

He's the only disc jockey who
ever gave me his autograph.

Well, your brother's
a disc jockey now,

so he can write in your book.

Boy, first bean
casserole and now this.

I'm really proud of you, Rich.

Thanks, Pots. How was it?

Oh, it was lots of fun.

Were you nervous?

A little bit at first,
then I got used to it.

Hey, that's neat.

You want me to teach
it to you after work?

It's not that neat.

Do you think she walks
that way on purpose?

I don't think she does
anything on purpose.

You're a real celebrity, Rich.

Did you see the way everybody
was looking at you in there?

Yeah, I can't figure out

how they recognize
me from the radio.

You have a very
distinctive stutter.

We heard you yesterday.

You're better than
Charlie the Prince.

The prince is dead.
Long live the king.

Hey... Oh, hey, Fonzie.
Hey, your majesty.

Heard you on the radio.

What did you think,
Fonz? Well, not half bad.

Not half bad. Thanks.

Yeah, come here.

I want you to make, uh,
this dedication for me.

Oh, sure.

"To the Drysdale sisters,

Beth and Jenny,
from Fonzie and Sam."

Yeah.

Who's Sam?

Oh, that's me.

I... I don't want
the Drysdale sisters

to know they're competing.

Hi, out there, folks.

This is W-O-W, the
wow radio station

and I'm... I'm Richie the C.

We're gonna start off
today's music with a record.

Come in here a
minute, will you, Richie?

I understood every word.

I hope you didn't mind
that "Richie the C."

It sounds a little
more rock and rollish.

It's catchy.

Do you know what I mean?

And it's probably easy
enough for your fans to spell.

Well, yeah.

You know something?

I like your style.

I didn't know I had a style.

That's what I like about it.

How would you like to be my
top disc jockey permanently?

You mean have my own
radio show every day?

Well, let's give it a spin and
see if it comes up money.

Oh, well, thank you, Mr. Bander.

Besides, at $25 a
week, you're a steal.

Well, for a chance like
this, I'd do it for nothing.

I gave that some thought.

Richie, every girl in school
was talking about you today.

You've got it made.

Yeah, Rich, just think
how great you'd do

if you weren't so average.

Average?

Yeah, you got no pizzazz.

"Hi, ha, this is Richie the C.

"Our next record
is 'Splish Splash

I Was Taking a Bath.'"

I mean, what is that?

He's right, Rich... average.

Yeah, but that's my style.

That's my patter.

You need excitement.

Like this...

"Hey, guys and gals
and submarine race fans,

"here's a rocking
rolling platter just for you.

Now, don't get your feet
wet, it's 'Splish Splash!'"

What happened?

What happened?

It's all right. Oh.

That's pretty good, Ralph.

He's right.

And, Rich, the way you dress:

average, very average.

Yeah, I guess I could
dress a little sharper.

If I were in your
shoes, I'd wear neon.

We know all about image making.

Sally Hargrove wouldn't
be head cheerleader

if we hadn't told
her to wear padding.

She's not head cheerleader.

No, but she will be this year.

One more pair of rolled up socks

and she'll be a legend.

Hey, Rich, what are you gonna
talk about on today's show?

Why not talk about girls?

Girls?

I forgot to call the girls.

Hey, we're still taking them

to the state fair
Saturday, right?

I can't go.

What do mean, you can't go?

Your uncle's taking the tickets.

You're supposed to get us
in for nothing, remember?

If you can't go, I can't go.

I'm flat broke. Me,
too. Why can't you go?

The station booked me to
do this supermarket opening.

Supermarket opening?

What's the big deal?

Could be good for my career.

What career?

You're just a high school
kid playing announcer

on a two-bit station.

Come on.

Typical Hollywood story.

The star climbing to the top

over the crushed
bodies of his friends.

Come on, Rich, go to the fair.

I can't go.

I have this supermarket
commitment and that's it.

Boy, after we
made you a big star.

That's some gratitude, Ralph.

We apologize, America,
for creating a monster.

Come on, Ralph.

Give me a padded
Sally Hargrove any day.

No kidding.

All righty, rooty,
reedy, righty reed.

Now, it's time for Richie the C.

Making the rounds
with the latest sounds!

You keep talking
into that hairbrush

and your comb is
gonna get jealous.

I was just practicing
my hep radio patter.

Where'd you get this jacket?

How do you think
I'd look in a ducktail?

Like a red-headed duck.

Did the station
give you a raise?

Oh, you mean those threads?

No, I charged those.

You opened up a charge account?

It's all right, Dad.

The money in my
savings account'll cover it.

Richie, I thought we agreed

that that money was for college.

Well, Dad...

I've been thinking maybe
I don't need college.

Oh, well, if you
had been thinking,

you wouldn't have said that.

How you gonna get a good
job if you don't go to college?

Well, I don't need a job.

I'll have a career.

Mr. Bander thinks I might
be another Wolfman Jack.

I bet he went to college.

University of Transylvania.

That's pretty good, Dad.

I think you and I
better have a little talk.

Dad, I want to be a jock.

All a jock needs is some hep
patter and a real gone image.

Now, they just don't
teach that jazz in college.

Richard, your mother
and I have been planning

for you to go to college
since the day you were born.

Dad, didn't you hear me?

I just went over
that whole scene.

Well, how am I
supposed to know that?

You stopped talking English.

Leave it, Rich.

It's you.

And this latest
dizzy disc is a...

Richie the C. pick platter!

Cute, kid, cute.

But do me a favor, will you?

Scream a little quieter.

Well, that's my
style, Mr. Bander.

Oh! That's what that is. Yeah.

Just announce the records.

They make enough noise.

Listen, Richie the C.,

we're going to
have to do a remote.

Remote?

Yeah. That's a
broadcast from a location.

WEE, our competition,

did one from the
Bon Soir Lounge,

and they clobbered us
in the Hooper ratings.

Now, is there a little Bon
Soir Lounge in your life?

Someplace where we could go?

You know, where
there's a lot of people?

Yeah. Sure.

We could broadcast it
from Arnold's Drive-In.

Now, let's get down to business.

These are Arnold's terms.

One: With every
record introduction,

it should be mentioned clearly

that the show is coming
live from Arnold's Drive-In...

Sounds fair.

The World's Best
Hamburger Emporium.

Uh... I don't know.

Number two: It should be
mentioned at least five times...

Five times during the
evening... Hey, Rich!

We're playing Central High

Friday, and we're planning
on raiding the campus

and stealing their goat.

Yeah, come on over to the table.

We need your help.

Come on, guys.
I can't right now.

I'm in conference.

Well, la de da. I'm sorry.

Sorry.

As I was saying, the
cheeseburger, the nutburger...

Hey, Richie the C., huh?

I got a favor to ask you.

My girl Felice wants me

to fix up her square
but cute sister.

Can't it wait, Fonz?

We're negotiating
here, you know?

Well, excuse me. Hey!

Huh? Next time I
need to talk to you,

what I'll do is I'll call
up your secretary,

make an appointment, huh? Hey!

Could we continue?

Well... Hi, guys.

Hey, if it ain't the
old businessman.

Yeah. Is your big
conference over?

I know it seemed like

that I was brushing
you guys off over there.

Hey, why should we think that?

I know what this looks
like, but it's not that way.

Look, guys, I've hit
a fork in the road.

It's something that
happens to everybody.

It'll happen to
you guys one day.

I've got a chance to
make it big as a deejay,

but it means I'm not going

to have the time to do some
of the things that I used to do.

It's the price you have
to pay for success.

Now, you guys can
understand that, right?

Sure. We understand.

Good. I feel a lot better.

Yeah, I understand all right.

He just said he hasn't
got time for his friends

since he became a big shot.

What do you think
we should do, Fonz?

Hey.

I think that we should
rake him over the coals

till he cries "Wolf."

Isn't that a mixed metaphor?

Do you think he's going
to know the difference?

All right, kid, now, listen.

I'll handle everything
outside from the remote box.

You'll be able to hear
me through this intercom.

Now, are you ready?

Yeah. Oh, yeah.

This isn't just an audience.

These are my buddies.

Good. Break a leg.

Mom, Dad, what
are you doing here?

Your mother and I came over

to see what you're
blowing college on.

We wanted to see
you on radio, darling.

Yeah. Maybe you're better
than when we just hear you.

Straighten your tie, dear.

Oh, let him be, Marion.

You're ruining my image.

This never happened
to Wolfman Jack.

Any mother who
names her son Wolfman

deserves what she gets.

Listen, listen.

Now, why don't you
come right over here?

Come on. Um...

Why don't... Why don't you
just stand right over here?

In a restroom?

Yeah. You'll be able
to see everything.

Right there.

We'll be out of the
way. We got you.

Hi, guys.

Hey, it's Richie the...
Wow, wow, wow "C"!

15 seconds.

Well, I got to get going.

I'm busy with my radio show.

Hey, hey, hey, guys and
gals and submarine watchers,

it's me, it's me,
it's Richie the "C"

coming at you live
from Arnold's Drive-In

with a live audience, live
dedications and live records

all coming at you on
the power radio WOW!

Come, on guys!
Let's hear it for WOW!

Ho... Boy, we've got a
terrific crowd here tonight.

We're going to rock with
this jock and roll with...

Well, whatever
rhymes with roll...

Right after this message
from La Rosa's Barber Shop.

Hey, hey, hey!

Come on, guys, we're on the air.

Now, look, I know
you're all a little nervous,

but let's show them the old
Jefferson High spirit, okay?

Come on.

Okay, three
seconds... two... one...

You're on.

Hey, hey, hey!
It's Richie the "C",

comin' at you, uh... live
from Arnold's Drive-In,

the World's Best
Hamburger Emporium,

home of the Ricky Nelson burger,

Big Bopper shakes

and, starting
tomorrow... Ha, ha, ha!

Richie the "C" onion rings.

And now it's time for
our first dedication.

Richie the "C" onion rings?

Here's a real gone cat

who is never at a loss
for words... Potsie Weber!

There's Ralph Malph.

How about you, Ralphy, baby?

Oh, ho, ho! A
little nervous, huh?

Well, well... Well, look
who's here. Fonzie.

Fonzie, who would you like
to dedicate the first record to?

Well, uh... how about you?

Well, uh... I'll make
the first dedication.

And I'll make it to... uh...

Arnold, of Arnold's
Hamburger Emporium,

in honor of his
double onion burger.

Hey, what happened
to your friends?

Are they studying
for their finals?

Boy, is he bombing out.

Oh, that's not true, Joanie.

Your brother's doing just fine.

Oh, Howard, he's bombing out.

Don't worry, Marion.

They'll warm up to him.

It's their first time on radio.

Well, we're really
humming along now.

It's time for another
record dedication.

Anybody? Anybody at all.

You... you just shout one out.

Oh, Howard, help him.

Okay, okay.

Uh... Look, I have a request.

Oh, hi, sir. It's nice to see

that the older generation
is represented here tonight.

What are you talking
about, the older generation?

Who would you like to
dedicate the next record to?

Uh... uh... uh... I got one!

Oh, hello, little girl.
What's your name?

Joanie the "C".

Oh, now, no
relation, no relation.

Would you like to make
a record dedication?

Sure. I'd like to
dedicate the next record

to someone I really

admire, and have
always looked up to.

Oh. And who's that, little girl?

Charlie the Prince, who
used to have this show.

And... and now, here's a
word for all you kids out there.

Yeah, there goes the
short but happy career

of Richie the "C".

Maybe we're taking this too far.

Yeah.

Do I detect a note of softness?

Oh, no. No, Fonz.

I just thought he's
our buddy, you know?

He's your buddy, too, Fonz.

Yeah, he's my buddy.

So what... what
difference does that make?

Come on, Fonz.

Where you going?

I don't want to get
any crybaby tears

on my leather jacket.

We're coming to you live

from Arnold's Drive-In,

home of the Ricky
Nelson burger...

Hey, give me that thing
before you hurt yourself.

All right, I'd like to
make a dedication.

You would? Yeah.

I'd like to dedicate
this next record

to Ruthie, Lois,
Yvette, uh... Marcy,

Betty, and the Bradley
twins... Binky and Bunny.

Thanks for Saturday night.

Hey!

Ho! Dance!

That wraps it up from
Arnold's Hamburger Emporium.

This is Richie the "C"...
Richie Cunningham...

Signing off and leaving the
scene with his record machine.

Okay, we're off.

Way to go, Rich!
Congratulations!

That was terrific. I'm
proud of you, buddy.

Let's break it up, shall we?

Pardon me, folks. I'd like
to talk to the star a minute.

Thank you very much.

See you later, Rich.

Listen, uh... uh... Rich,
you had a slow start,

but it was a nice finish.

I'd like to talk to you
for a minute, Mr. Bander.

Call me Norman,
will you? What is it?

I wanted to talk to
you about resigning.

Resigning?

But now you're a hit. Why now?

Well, I'm not much of a hit
with my family or my friends.

It's no good having
all those listeners

if nobody will talk to you.

Kid, you could be walking
away from a real biggie.

Maybe. I'll go to college,

and see what happens after that.

Well, okay. It's your decision.

Good luck.

Thanks a lot, Mr. Bander.

Well, I quit being a deejay.

Does that mean
Charlie the Prince

will get his old job back?

Well, it's there if he wants it.

Are you going to
give me a speech now

on how I did the right thing?

No, dear. We're not
going to give you a speech.

Although it would have been
nice to have a famous son.

Marion.

You did the right thing, dear.

How come it always feels

like I'm missing out
on something neat

whenever I do the right thing?

It's the curse of a teenager.

Hey, kid, if you do
change your mind,

be sure and call me, hear?

Okay. Thanks. I hope I'm
not leaving you in a bind.

I hope you won't have any
trouble getting a replacement.

Oh, yeah, a replacement.

It's going to be tough.

Hey, uh... amigo.

Senor? Come here.

Can you read this copy?

Pardone me, senor.

Pero yo no comprendo Ingles.

Hey, you know, a thing
like that could catch on.

Be at my radio station tomorrow.

You're going to be my
numero uno el jocko.

Forstanzi?

Here we go.

♪ This day is ours, these
are such happy days! ♪

♪ Hello, sunshine,
good-bye, rain ♪

♪ She's wearing 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? ♪

♪ Oh, happy days ♪

♪ This day is ours ♪

♪ Oh, please be mine ♪
♪ Oh, happy days ♪

♪ These happy days
are yours and mine ♪

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