Happy Days (1974–1984): Season 6, Episode 27 - Potsie Quits School - full transcript

When his bike's brakes fail, Fonzie stops with his feet and ruins his boots; Potsie drops out of college after an anatomy professor intimidates him in front of the whole class.

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♪ 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 ♪

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hold me when I hold you ♪



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

♪ Rocking and
rolling all week long ♪

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♪ Groovin' all week with you ♪

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- ♪ Share them with me ♪
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♪ These days are ours ♪

- ♪ Happy and free ♪
- ♪ Oh, baby ♪

♪ These happy days
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One more time!

No more times.

Okay, thank you very
much, ladies and gentlemen.

That's it. Good-bye. So long.

Good.

We've still got two
hours left to study.

Guys, guys, what
is this, "Bye-bye."

I mean, you're through playing?

It's not even 4:00.

Al, I'm sorry, we've got to
cram for our final exams.

That's just the way
the burger burns, Al.

Al, Al, Al.

Al, cheer up.

I don't have any exams
this week. I can still play.

Chachi, people don't want
to dance to a drumbeat.

They want to
hear a horn tooting,

guitar twangings,
piano tinklings.

Don't worry.

Al, I can make these
drum skins sing.

Okay, look, look.

You pay me a buck for the snare,

- 50 cents for the cymbals...
- Chachi, Chachi, Chachi.

People want to hear the jukebox.

The jukebox?

Al, people want live
music, personality.

You gotta try new ideas,
you know what I mean?

Look, Al, I bet
you're the type of guy

that would've told Elvis
Presley not to wiggle.

Well, how's it going, Lori Beth?

I have the notes organized,
a schedule for studying

and planned rest
breaks to make out.

She really shines during finals.

All right, I've got the
maps for the history test.

Malph, we don't need a
map to find the classroom.

I'll help Potsie with
the anatomy exam.

Couldn't we just go to
Inspiration Point, instead?

Potsie, now, how do you
expect to learn anatomy

at Inspiration Point?

They're so young.

Come on, Potsie,
we've got to hurry.

Oh, hey, Jenny, what's the use?

I'm going to flunk
anatomy anyway.

Listen, it's a required course.

You have to pass if you
want to be a psychologist.

Yeah, well, I've been thinking
about that psychology stuff

and maybe it's just
a crazy idea, huh?

Why is it the
Chinese restaurants

always put soup on
the bottom of the bag?

Joanie, would you get
your father a napkin?

Sure, Mom.

He has sparerib
juice on his hands.

Oh, yes.

I'm home.

Joanie, I heard report
cards came out today.

Well, how'd you do?

Well, I got an "A" and
a "B" and three "C"s.

You got an "A"?

- Gym.
- Ah.

Well, when are you
gonna tell Mom and Dad?

Well, I figure a
good time would be

somewhere between the fried
rice and my wedding reception.

Yeah.

I'll try and help.

I don't want you to get
grounded or anything.

Thanks. I'm going to
need your help, big brother.

There's a big dance coming
up this Saturday night.

- I'll do what I can.
- Okay.

Dinner is served.

- Yeah, it looks good.
- Sit down.

Here, Dad.

You can have my spareribs.

I'm not that hungry.

You're not hungry for spareribs?

Joanie, are you sure
you're feeling all right, dear?

Mom, I'm fine.

The girl knows her
own mind, Marion.

Well, uh, actually,

- I have an announcement to make.
- Hmm?

Report cards came out today.

How did you do, dear?

- I got an "A."
- That's great, Joanie.

Yeah. Thanks.

Oh. Yeah.

Isn't that great, Dad?

I don't want to hear
what she got in gym.

All right, young lady,
about those grades.

Come in.

- Hi, everybody.
- Hi.

All right, all right.

Am I ready to study
tonight, Mrs. C.

Get out the midnight oil.

It's gonna be an all-nighter.

Ooh, you're having Chinese food.

Confucius say, "Man who
study anatomy needs sparerib."

Howard Cunningham
say, "Bug off."

Good saying.

Yeah, well, let's
study upstairs, okay?

- Yeah.
- Yeah, this is going to be a hard test.

Yeah. Where's Potsie?

Oh, well, he said
he'd be here, right?

- Right.
- Yeah, he'll be here.

Don't worry about
Potsie. He'll be fine.

Can I sit down and have a...

- Go study. -Go study.
- Go study.

Now, young lady,
about that report card.

Come in.

- Hi, Potsie.
- Hi, Potsie.

Hi, everybody.

Warren, would you
like something to eat?

Uh, no, thanks, Mrs. C.

I'm really too depressed to eat.

Maybe one sparerib.

Well, listen now,
you go upstairs.

The kids are studying
and they'll help you.

Aw, thanks a lot.

- Uh...
- Oh, here, here, put it here.

Oh, thanks, Mr. C.

Poor Warren.

Poor Daddy.

Now, young lady, about that...

Good, nobody's there.

Now, about that report card.

Hold it, everybody!

Whoa.

The brakes on my bike broke.

I had to stop with my bare feet.

Ooh.

Looks like you're gonna need
another pair of boots, Fonz.

You're very
observant, Shortcake.

Oh, Arthur, don't you
have an extra pair of boots?

Yeah, I've got an
extra pair of boots.

I lent them to the
Hooper triplets

and they, er, uh...
They like leather...

It's a long story.

I gotta go, Shortcake.
You're cute.

Well, first thing
in the morning,

I'm going to call this man who
sells the best boots in town.

What's his name?

Mr. Rudi.

I think I'm in trouble.

Now about that report card.

You know, Emily
Snodgrass got two "F" s and...

I don't care what
Emily Snodgrass got.

I only care about my daughter.

Now, it's not easy to get
into a good college these days

and "C" s won't do it.

Well, she's trying, dear.

I really am trying, Dad.

Well, you're going
to have to try harder.

Well, maybe I don't
want to go to college.

You know, it's my own life.

Well, you'd better change
your attitude, young lady,

or your life is going to
stay home for the weekend.

Hmm, will you look
at that Bunny Martel?

Mmm-mm!

I'd sell my grandmother to
the Huns to go out with her.

Ralph, you are all
talk and no action.

Go over there and ask her out.

I mean, what's the worst
thing a girl can do to you?

Well, so far, the worst
was a compound fracture.

Just do it, will you?

Well, how's my hair look?

Fine, fine.

For the kind of hair you got.

I'm kidding!

I'm just kidding, go over
and ask her. Go ahead.

Hi, there.

Nice sweater. Want
to go to a movie?

No, thank you.

Want to go to dinner?

No, thank you.

Want to go bowling?

No, thank you.

It was nice talking to you.

- How'd it go?
- It's working.

I'll tell you about it later.

Hey, girls.

- Hi, Ralph.
- Hi, Ralph.

You ladies read the assignment?

Three times.

No way Professor Thomas
is going to stump me.

Me, neither.

That man scares me to death.

You hear that, Rich?

The Professor scares them.

Girls, girls...

Sit, Malph.

Yes, sir. Sitting, sir.

Yes, sir, sir, sir.

Straighten your chair.

Where's Potsie?

Look, there's Potsie.

Malph...

It wasn't me!

- Ah, Weber, of course.
- Yes, sir.

Late and noisy.

Well, I'm sorry. I overslept.

I was studying all night long.

Hmm.

We'll see about that later.

Right now, you're
wasting the class's time.

Sit!

The right ventricle

is stationed just below where?

Cunningham?

Cunningham!

- What?!
- Ah!

Oh, uh... wh-what, sir?

Where is the right ventricle?

Uh, it is positioned, uh,

directly beneath
the right auricle.

You merely answered
the question correctly.

You didn't win a Nobel Prize.

Nobel Prize...

Malph.

No Nobel Prize, sir.

Weber?

Yes, sir?

Where is the aorta situated?

Uh...

You don't know, do you?

I'm thinking.

You don't know, do you?!

- I do, I studied it, I know it.
- Uh-huh.

- What is a ventricle?
- Ventricle is a...

- What is a capillary?
- Washington.

You don't belong in
this classroom, Weber!

You are a rotten apple

affecting the whole bunch.

Oh, it's going to give
me great pleasure

to give you a big, fat zero

on your examination tomorrow.

Hey... hey, you wait a minute.

I'm tired of getting picked on.

And you know something else?

You're a rotten teacher.

Potsie, sit down.

Just forget it, Rich.

I don't have to take this
from him or anybody else.

You're going to get
kicked out of this class.

No, I'm not going
to get kicked out,

'cause I'm going to quit school.

Yeah.

That's what I'm gonna do.

I quit school!

Hi, hi, hi.

- Hey, Al.
- Hi, Al. -Hi, All.

Did Potsie go
back to school yet?

No. We've all talked to him.

He won't change his mind.

He's really making
a big mistake,

don't you think, Al?

Oh, poor Potsie.

It's a cruel world out there

and he's not ready for it.

Yeah.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

That's right. Yeah, yeah...

All right, all right.

Let's get back to studying.

Hey, Richie. Come here.

Walk me to my office.

All right. Uh...

What can I do for you, Fonz?

Walk me to my
office and stick close.

Sure.

Fonz...

Fonz, you're...

wearing paper
sacks on your feet.

That's right, I'm wearing
paper sacks on my feet!

Anybody want to
say anything about it?

No, Fonz, they look real good.

That's right, they
look real good.

As a matter of fact,

you could do yourself
a favor and get a pair.

Hey, Rich, do me a favor.

If a, uh, a man comes in
here, Mr. Rudi, you know,

tell him I'm in my office.

Yeah, sure, Fonz.

Oh, Fonz, I-I almost
forgot to tell you something.

Have you heard about Potsie?

No, I haven't
heard about Potsie.

He quit school.

You want me to hit him?

Well, no, Fonz,

but you know, he
respects you so much...

- Yeah.
- I thought maybe if you just

talked to him for
a few minutes...

Come on, Potsie.

Nothing's going to help, Chach.

- Why?
- Come on, Chach...

I found him at the
unemployment office.

Potsie, you cannot
collect unemployment.

Why not? I'm unemployed.

Potsie... in my office,
conference time.

- Fonz, it's not gonna help...
- No backtalk.

- Get in there.
- Conference time, come on, Pots.

It's good for you.

Oh, uh, are you Mr. Fonzarelli?

Yes.

"Heyyy..."

I wish I was.

That's him over there with
the paper bags on his feet.

Oh.

Ah, Mr. Fonzarelli.

I am Mr. Rudi...

"Boots for Every Occasion."

I came just in time.

All right. You talk... you boot.

Fonz, I'm gonna flunk anatomy.

What's the problem?

I've got this mental block...

Yeah, I know that.
What's the problem?

Trés chic.

You see a horse out there?

I heard "whoa."

Here, here...
let's take them off.

I like a boot man
with a sense of humor.

All right, now look, what do
you got to know about anatomy?

The heart's on the left side.

Look, Fonz, you know,
I do great in school,

but this professor hates me.

So before he could
flunk me, I quit.

Okay, that's ridiculous.

Listen to this logic...

one spark plug goes bad,

you don't throw
away the whole car.

But, Fonz, it's these
anatomy words.

I can't remember them.

Ventri... ventra... ventri...

That's "ventricle."

See, he knows it.

He knows it.

It's that professor.

He drives me nuts.
He intimidates me.

I've got it.

These boots are you.

♪♪

Now look, Potsie,

you do very well
in school, right?

Yeah.

So why can't you learn
this stuff, anatomy?

Look, I don't care
about learning it.

Fonz, all I want
is a decent grade.

See, there's your
problem, Potsie.

Grades are not
cool, learning is cool.

Now you got to relate to
it, you got to relate to it.

What is the easiest thing
for you to remember?

I forget.

I'm going to tell you... music!

Yeah, sure. I remember songs.

What good's that going to do me?

Warren, you're going to sing
your way through science.

Whoa.

I think I'll take these.

- You'll take these?
- You'll take these?

Yeah. I can use them
for my bike reflectors.

I write small.

How about a little kiss
for luck, Sizzle Lips?

Better just shake hands.

I gotta keep my... my
mind clear for this exam.

Fonz, Fonz, I
don't feel so good.

My stomach's in knots.

I got you covered. Here.

Two Fig Newtons.

One for now, one for later.

Hey, thanks, Fonz.

Hey, Prof, take it
easy on these kids.

I mean, they're our future.

Cunningham, would
you be so kind?

Oh. Yes, sir.

Pass these out.

Today's test

will be on the heart

and the circulatory system.

Oh.

Anyone who does
not know the difference

between an artery and a vein

may as well leave now.

Sit, Malph.

You have exactly 55 minutes.

Begin.

♪♪

Pencils down, please.

Pass your papers forward.

Come on, Rich...

I got it, I...

Ah!

Ralph, how do you
think Potsie did?

I don't know about him,

but I had trouble with
the sample question.

- Mr. Weber.
- Yes, sir?

I noticed you
finished quite early.

Oh, thanks, sir.

Did you find the test so easy?

Oh, yes, sir.

No, sir, no, not
easy, sir... uh-uh.

- Here, Professor.
- Here, Professor.

Uh, anything else?
Wash the blackboard?

Maybe I could clear
your desk off for you.

Sit, girls.

Ah-ha!

I have here Mr. Weber's paper.

Uh-oh.

I'm sure you all remember

that someone called
me a terrible teacher.

It was "rotten teacher."

Shh...

Maybe... maybe
it was "terrible."

Well, rather than,
uh, me calling names,

why don't we let
Mr. Weber's paper

speak for itself?

Well...

he answered the
first one correct.

Beginner's luck.

Something is wrong
here, Mr. Weber.

You've answered...

all of the questions correct.

Hooray!

I got 100!

You got a zero!

- What?
- A zero?

Why would you give him a zero?

You just told him he
got all the answers right.

He cheated. He must've cheated!

I didn't cheat. I
studied all night.

I really studied hard.

My boy don't cheat.

Who are you?

Weber's trainer.

Really?

Really.

He cheated.

He's a disgrace to
this entire university.

Listen, I didn't
cheat. I really st...

My boy is not a
disgrace anywhere.

I'll tell you who's
a disgrace, bucko.

I just got to warn you,

when he starts off with "bucko,"

you're in trouble.

Potsie Weber knows this material

better than
anybody in this class.

And he didn't learn it from you

or your intimidating methods.

He learned it from
something he could relate to.

Weber can relate to something?

- Now, just a minute! I don't...
- Yeah, that's right.

He relates to music and lyrics.

Yeah.

Charming.

But impossible.

All right, hold it, hold it!

Like they say in Home Ec. 101,

the proof is in the pudding.

- Yeah, let us show you some pudding.
- Come on.

Right. Let him show you.

Why don't you give him a chance?

Go ahead.

All right, now, like
we rehearsed it.

- Malph, get the bones.
- Got it.

All right, Rich, you got
your harmonica there.

Hey, Jennifer, beaker, right?

Got your kazoo there.

Yeah.

All right.

This tune is called
"Pump Your Blood."

One, two, one, two, three...

♪ Pump, pump, pump,
pump, pump, pump ♪

♪ Pump, pump, pump, pump ♪

Pump, pump, pump, pump, pump,
pump, pump, pump, pump, pump ♪

♪ Pump, pump, pump, pump, pump,
pump, pump, pumps your blood ♪

♪ The right atrium's
where the process begins ♪

♪ Where the CO2
blood enters the heart ♪

♪ Through the tricuspid valve ♪

♪ To the right ventricle ♪

♪ The pulmonary
artery and lungs ♪

♪ Once inside the lungs, it
dumps its carbon dioxide ♪

♪ And picks up
its oxygen supply ♪

♪ Then it's back to the heart
through the pulmonary vein ♪

♪ Through the atrium
and left ventricle ♪

♪ Pump, pump, pump,
pump, pump, pump ♪

♪ Pump, pump, pump, pump ♪

♪ Pump, pump, pump, pump, pump,
pump, pump, pump, pump, pump ♪

♪ Pump, pump, pump, pump, pump,
pump, pump, pumps your blood ♪

♪ Pump, pump, pump, pump ♪

♪ Pump, pump, pump,
pump, pump, pump ♪

♪ Pump, pump, pump, pump, pump,
pump, pump, pump, pump, pump ♪

♪ Pump, pump, pump, pump, pump,
pump, pump, pumps your blood ♪

♪ The aortic valve's where
the blood leaves the heart ♪

♪ And it's channeled
to the rest of the bod ♪

♪ The arteries, arterioles
and capillaries, too ♪

♪ Bring the oxygenated
blood to the cells ♪

♪ The tissues and the cells
trade off waste and CO2 ♪

♪ Which is carried through
the venules and the veins ♪

♪ Through the larger vena
cava to the atrium and lungs ♪

♪ And we're back to where
we started in the heart ♪

♪ Pump, pump, pump,
pump, pump, pump ♪

♪ Pump, pump, pump, pump ♪

♪ Pump, pump, pump, pump, pump,
pump, pump, pump, pump, pump ♪

♪ Pump, pump, pump, pump, pump,
pump, pump, pumps your blood ♪

♪ Pump, pump, pump,
pump, pump, pump ♪

♪ Pump, pump, pump, pump ♪

♪ Pump, pump, pump, pump, pump,
pump, pump, pump, pump, pump ♪

♪ Pump, pump, pump, pump, pump,
pump, pump, pumps your blood ♪

♪ Yee-haw! ♪

It's like being in
the Ziegfeld Follies.

Well, Professor?

Weber, I apologize.

I'm...

I'm giving you an "A."

A-plus.

Mom! Dad!

Potsie got an "A" on
the anatomy exam.

- Oh, that's terrific.
- An "A,"... oh, that's wonderful!

Yeah. I passed.

I knew you would.

I got an "A."

Give him a quarter, Howard.

Mom...

50 cents.

Oh, Dad, I was thinking.

About Joanie's dance...

I mean, don't you think
you're being just a little bit

hard on her, not letting
her go and everything?

He's only doing it because
he loves her very much

and he cares about her future.

Now, look, I have
made up my mind

and there'll be no
more arguments.

I'm glad you're
here, young lady.

About your report card and
the dance Saturday night...

- Yes? -Yes?
- Yes?

Have a nice time.

Oh...

I'm so glad I have
a dad that cares.

Well, I know that
you've been trying hard

and keeping you
home Saturday night

isn't going to help
your grades any.

Well, I guess I
won't need these.

I found them in the attic.

Oh, these are your father's
old high school report cards.

Dad...

four "C" s!

Let me see that.

Well, I, uh... I did
get an "A" in gym.

You can go out tonight.

Thank you.

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

♪ Good-bye, gray
sky, hello, blue ♪

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

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

♪ Rockin' and
rollin' all week long ♪

♪ These days are ours ♪

- ♪ Happy and free ♪
- ♪ Oh, happy days ♪

♪ These days are ours ♪

- ♪ Share them with me ♪
- ♪ Oh, baby ♪

♪ These happy days
are yours and mine ♪

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