I Love Lucy (1951–1957): Season 6, Episode 13 - Lucy and Superman - full transcript

Lucy competes with her friend Carolyn Appleby over invitations and scheduling for Little Ricky's birthday party. When her husband Ricky mentions that Superman is in town, Lucy tries to get Superman to come to Little Ricky's party, sure that this will make it a much bigger draw than the one Carolyn is hosting. Ricky tries, but Superman can't make the party. So Lucy disguises herself as Superman, but gets herself into great peril. Fortunately, the real Superman does show up to save the day.

To you children in
the New York area,

Superman will be making
personal appearances this week

at Macy's Department Store.

Check your local
paper for all details.

Okay, Superman,
Jr., time to go to bed.

Oh, no, Mommy.

Come on, now, honey,
Superman's going to bed.

He always goes to
bed right after his show.

Yeah, come on,
partner, I'll tuck you in.

Oh, wait a minute now.

Superman always
takes his cape off



before he goes to bed.

There we are.

Okay, sweetheart.

'Night, Mommy.

Good night, angel.

Don't forget to
say your prayers.

Mommy?

What, dear?

Can Superman come to
my birthday party Saturday?

Superman come to
your birthday party?

Well, I don't know
about that, honey.

But I'll tell you what.
If you're a good boy,

I'll take you down
to Macy's to see him.

Oh, boy!



Come on, Ricky.

Whoop-de-do. What's all that?

These are the favors we bought

for Little Ricky's
birthday party.

Oh, they're just perfect.

How much do I owe you?

Oh, they're our treat.

$5.32.

Fred.

Oh, now, you shouldn't

pay for all these things.

You see, Ethel, those
were my exact words.

Oh, Fred.

You'll have to excuse him.

We still haven't
rented that apartment

next door to you,

and that's why he's
acting so stingy.

I mean, stingier than usual.

Ha-ha.

Oh, now, Fred!

Hi. Hi, Ricky.

Are those the favors
for Little Ricky's party?

Yeah. Aren't they cute? Yeah.

Since we're Little
Ricky's godparents,

we're buying all the favors.

Well, that's very
generous of you.

You're telling me.

Oh, Fred.

Of course, we also
want to get him a gift.

A gift, too?

Yes, a gift, too.

What do you think
he'd like, Lucy?

Oh, I don't know.

If I don't rent that
apartment next door,

I'll be glad to give
him the whole building.

Fred, will you stop grousing?

Look, you've already
done enough now.

Forget about a gift.

Hey, Ethel, lay off those nuts.

They're for company.

Well, thanks a lot.

I just meant that you're
not company, dear;

you're more like family.

Oh. Gee, I should have known

they weren't for
us; they're fresh.

Oh, come on.

Who's coming over?

Caroline and Charlie Appleby.

Yeah. They were in the
neighborhood and called us.

And we couldn't think
of an excuse fast enough,

so they're dropping by.

An excuse?

I thought Caroline was
a good friend of yours.

Oh, she is, but she's so boring.

She's one of those mothers who's
always bragging about her child.

Yeah, and Charlie's even worse.

Her Stevie is so cute,

Her Stevie is so sweet.

Her Stevie is so smart.

Ooh, I get so sick of it...

Yeah.

When everyone knows

that Little Ricky
is a lot cuter,

a lot sweeter

and certainly a lot smarter.

Yeah.

But for bores, they're
really awfully nice people,

so I guess we can
put up with them, huh?

Besides, Stevie's
Little Ricky's best friend.

Yeah, that's right.

Oh, I must remember
to invite Stevie

to the party Saturday.

Sure, you gotta invite
him to the party, honey.

What are you looking for, dear?

I'm looking for the new
pictures I took of Little Ricky.

Oh. Here they are.

What do you want with them?

Well, when Charlie
Appleby starts to bore me

with his pictures
of Little Stevie,

I'm gonna be ready.

Come on, Fred,

let's get out of here.

I don't want to stick around

for the "bore war."

Oh, come on.

Thanks for the gifts.

Oh, that's all right, honey.

See you later, Rick. Bye, Fred.

Oh, I just love buying them.

Don't mention it.

Okay. Bye.

Good night.

What's the matter with you, boy?

I'm practicing.

For once, I'm gonna beat
Charlie Appleby to the draw.

Oh...

And he picked up Marilyn Monroe,

slung her over his
shoulder and carried her off.

Oh, Caroline, that just
sounds like a wonderful movie.

We have to see that, honey.

Yeah. Yeah, it
was good all right.

Say, do you realize
we've been here

almost an hour

and not one of us has even
mentioned our children?

You know you're
absolutely right, Charlie.

Seems like whenever people

with children get together,

that's all they can talk about.

Personally, I think
it's a terrible bore.

Yeah, yeah, me, too.

'Course, every once in a while,

Stevie does something so cute,

I just can't resist
telling about it.

Like the other day,

we, we were talking
about his birthday...

He'll be five next
week, you know...

He came up to me

and he said... he came
up to me and he said...

he said, "Daddy, are
you five years old yet?"

"Are you five years old yet?"

Yeah.

"Are you five years old yet?"

That's very cute.

Yeah, cute.

Oh, say, speaking of birthdays,

we want to invite Little
Ricky to Stevie's party.

Well, thank you very much.

We want to invite Stevie
to Ricky's party, too.

Oh, well, good.
He'd love to come.

I just remembered...

The kids were
born four days apart.

That's right.

Well, then we'll
expect Little Ricky

at 2:00 Saturday afternoon.

That's fine. Saturday afternoon?

That's when we're
having Little Ricky's party.

Oh, my goodness, what a shame.

Oh, this is awful.

Well, honey, neither
of the kids' birthdays

is really on Saturday,

so one of us will change
the day of the party.

Sure, and that way,
all their little friends

can go to both parties. Yeah.

Well, that's a good idea.

One of us will change.

Yeah. One of us
will have to change.

What day are you gonna
have your party on, Caroline?

Now, wait a minute, Lucy.

I don't want Stevie's
party another day.

Saturday's the best
day; it's a non-school day.

But it makes much more sense
for you to change, Caroline.

After all, Stevie's
birthday isn't on Saturday.

It's on Thursday, isn't it?

Well, so what?

Little Ricky's birthday
isn't till next Monday.

Well, Monday's much closer
to Saturday than Thursday.

How do you figure?

Well, Monday's all
part of the weekend...

You know, Saturday,
Sunday, Monday...

But Thursday... it's
Thursday... Friday... Saturday.

Thursday is miles from Saturday.

Oh, that's ridiculous.

Thursday is just as close
to Saturday as Monday.

Well...

What time was
Little Stevie born?

12:00 noon.

Aha! Little Ricky was born
at 11:00 in the morning.

And 11:00 Monday is
closer to 2:00 Saturday

than 12:00 Thursday.

So, you'll just have to
change your party, Caroline.

Oh, now, wait, wait, Stevie
was born in California.

That's Pacific standard
time. So, that means

he actually would've been born

three hours later
in New York time...

Well, if you're gonna drag
in those phony technicalities.

Well, you're the
one who started it.

Well, we'll just see who'll
change their party, Caroline.

Yeah, we'll just see.

Yes, we will.

All right, all right,

now, girls, it's no use

getting upset about nothing.

Don't worry, you'll
work something out.

Anyone care for a cigarette?

Caroline?

No, thank you.

Lucy?

No. Thank you.

Ricky?

Yes. Let's have a cigarette.

Oh, I just remembered.

I've got some new
pictures here of Stevie.

Isn't that cute?

Isn't that the cutest thing?

About Pacific standard time.

Ricky, what do you
want for breakfast, dear?

Nothing, honey, I'm awful late.

Okay.

If there's one
thing I can't stand

is someone who's pigheaded.

Now, it wouldn't
have hurt her a bit

to change her
party to another day.

Well, it wouldn't hurt you

to change yours either.

Whose side are you on?!

Well, I'm in Little
Ricky's camp.

Well, all right.

But why can't you both

have your parties on Saturday?

Because Stevie and Ricky
are in the same class at school,

and they'll each be
inviting the same children.

Well, can't you split the
guest list down the middle?

No, that won't work.

She's invited a
clown, a magician.

She's having a puppet show.

All the little kids will want
to go to Stevie's party.

Oh.

Well, why don't you
get some entertainment

that'll top Caroline's,

and then they'll want to
come to Little Ricky's party.

Who am I gonna get?

Oh, boy, there goes Superman!

Ethel, that's it!

That's what?

I'll get Superman
for Ricky's party.

How could you do that?

Ricky'll get him for me.

He met him when
we were in Hollywood.

And Superman's in town;
I heard it on television.

Oh, boy, that'd be great.

Wouldn't it?

Honey, will you do me a favor?

Will you call Superman
this afternoon?

Sure, dear. Good-bye.

Superman?!

Yeah, for Ricky's
party Saturday.

Oh, oh.

Oh, yeah, hey, that
would be a wonderful idea.

Will you get him for me?

Okay, honey, I'll call him

the minute I get to the club.

Okay, dear. All right.

Boy, imagine having a father
who knows Superman. Oh!

How about that? Ha, ha, ha!

Hey, Ricky, guess what?

You're gonna get your wish.

Who do you think's coming to
your party Saturday? Superman!

Oh, boy, oh, boy!

Ha, ha!

Hello.

Hello, Caroline.

Oh, hello, Lucy.

How are you, dear?

Fine, dear, and how are you?

Fine. I'm calling about
Little Ricky's party Saturday.

Oh. Look, Lucy, if
you're determined

to have Little Ricky's
party on Saturday,

I'm afraid he's going
to be awfully lonesome.

All the children seem so anxious

to see the magician and
the puppets and the clowns.

Yes, uh, Little Ricky
was, too, until he found out

that Superman's
going to be at his party.

Superman's coming
to Little Ricky's party?

Uh-huh. Superman? Oh, boy!

Shh!

I want to go to
Little Ricky's party.

Now, listen, Stevie, you're
having a party of your own.

I don't want a party.

I want to go to
Little Ricky's party.

Now, now, Stevie.

I want to see Superman,
I want to see Superman.

Oh, Stevie, shh...

Is that Little Stevie I hear?

He sounds so cute.

O-kay, Lucy, you win.

We'll change our party.

Well, if you insist, dear.

See you Saturday,
then. Toodle-oo.

Lucy!

What?

Will you hide my
sterling silver for me?

Sure, but why?

Oh, it's Fred.

He's frantic because
that apartment next door

is still empty.

What's that got to do with this?

He's getting that
look in his eye

that means he's gonna
pawn the family silver.

Oh, Ethel, he wouldn't do that.

Not your mother's flatware.

He'd pawn me if I had
a few more gold fillings.

Ethel, call the police!

Somebody stole our silver.

Oh, there it is.

What did you want with it, Fred?

Well, I-I noticed
last thanksgiving

that it was getting
a little tarnished,

and I want to clean it.

Oh, sure.

Well, then give it to
me so I can clean it.

Oh, no, nothing doing.

Oh...

Well, then what did you
do with my mandolin?

It's downstairs in a
box in the basement.

But you won't get more
than 50 cents on that.

Well, 50 cents is
two hamburgers,

and that'll keep us
eating for another day.

Isn't that a pitiful sight?

Poor Fred.

Oh, here, girl.

What's this?

That's your
invitation to the party.

I thought it was sort of
silly to mail it with the others.

Oh, honey, you
didn't have to invite us.

I insist that you come.

I need your help.

Our help?

Ethel, we're having
ten five-year-olds.

When they start
wrestling and fighting,

I want you and
Fred to help referee.

Oh, but don't forget

you'll have Superman
here to keep them in line.

Well, that might help a little.

Yeah.

Gee, honey, that's
a cute invitation.

Aren't they sweet?

Hello?

Hi, honey.

Oh, hi, we all set
with Superman?

Well, I'm afraid not, dear.

You see, I talked
to his secretary,

and he's leaving
Saturday for Terry Hoot.

For Terry who?

Terry Hoot. Terry hoot, Indiana.

He's taking a plane Saturday.

Oh, no.

What's the matter, honey?

Superman pooped out.

Oh, honey, can't he
take a later plane?

That's the only flight that day.

Oh, if he's Superman, what
does he need a plane for?

All right, all right.

Oh, I've already
told Little Ricky

and all the other children.

Well, honey, I'm sorry,

but you shouldn't
cross your bridges

before they're hatched.

What?

You shouldn't burn your
chickens behind you.

Oh, you know what I mean.

You shouldn't tell people
anything until you're sure.

Oh. Well, I was so
certain you'd get him.

I tried, honey, but I can't,
so don't worry about it.

Little Ricky will have a
very nice party anyway.

Oh, I hope so.

All right, dear, good-bye.

Good-bye, dear.

Oh, dear.

Gee, that's a shame, Lucy.

What are you going to do now?

I don't know.

If I can't produce Superman,
my name will be Supermud.

Well, knowing you, I'm surprised

you don't dress up like Superman

and play the part yourself.

Oh, Ethel, I could
never get away

with a silly thing like that.

I'll say you couldn't.

Although... maybe I
could find some ballet tights

and make some sort of a cape,

and then run around
the room like crazy

and they wouldn't
know the difference.

Are you serious?

I don't want to
disappoint those kids.

Now, look, here's what we'll do.

Sometime during the party,
you rush over to the window,

look up into the sky
and announce my arrival.

You mean like this?

Kids, guess who's here?

It's Sup...

The window?

Oh, now, you're not
gonna fly in here?!

Well, not exactly.

Uh, during the
party, I'll slip away

and I'll go to the vacant
apartment next door.

I'll go out the window
and walk along the ledge.

The ledge? Honey,
that's three stories high!

You might break your neck.

Well, I'd rather break my neck

than break my
promise to Little Ricky.

Oh, gee, Lucy, I don't know.

Isn't there some other way
Superman comes into a room?

Well, sometimes he comes
bursting through a wall,

but you know how Fred
would feel about that.

Yep, you'd better fly in.

Yeah.

It's Terry's turn.

Having fun?

Oh, they're having
a great time, honey.

Say, Lucy, Stevie's been asking
me when Superman's coming.

When is he coming, dear?

Oh, I have a feeling
he'll be along any minute.

Okay, here we go.

There you go. There you go.

He came pretty close.

Lucy, I still say
the helmet's wrong.

Superman doesn't wear a helmet.

He would if he wanted
to cover his long, red hair.

I'm just afraid
you won't be able

to fool the kids, that's all.

Well, let's hope they're so
logy with ice cream and cake,

they won't know the difference.

Yeah, let's hope so.

Now, look, wait ten
minutes, and then give signal.

Yeah, I will.

You didn't tell Fred, did you?

Oh, of course not. Good.

Hey, what'll I tell Ricky if he
comes home before you come in?

Oh, just tell him anything.

Anything?

Anything but the truth.

Oh. Good luck. All right.

Now, Lucy, be careful.

I will.

♪ London bridge is falling
down, falling down, falling down ♪

♪ London bridge is
falling down, my fair lady. ♪

Ha, ha, ha!

♪ Let's lock him up, lock
him up, lock him up... ♪

Yes? How do you do?

Oh, look, Martha, a party!

Oh, is the landlord here?

We saw the note on his door.

We'd like to look
at the apartment.

That's for rent.

Oh, well, he's busy just now.

You'll have to come
back tomorrow.

Those folks want to
see the apartment?

Yes, but I'll show it to them.

You're having so much fun.

Right over here.
Right over here.

♪ London bridge is falling down,
falling down, falling down... ♪

Shoosh, shoosh.

Shoosh! Shoosh!

Go deliver your messages.

Uh, just a minute.

Uh, here it is.

Oh, nice.

Well, now, uh, now then
you just, uh, look around

and I'll be right next door.

Well, we'd like to ask
you a few questions.

Oh, you would?

Yes. Would you redecorate
if we signed a lease?

Well, uh, yes, I think
we-we could do that.

Uh-huh, yes.

Oh, all right, why don't
you go to Central Park?

There's a million
statues over there.

Oh, come on, fellas.

Everybody off.

Ah, you big sissy.

Oh, why don't you
get off and walk?

I wish I knew some
pigeon English.

My turn! My turn!

Catch him.

My turn! My turn!

Go get him! Hurry up.

Hi, kids!

Hi, Rick.

Having a good time?

Want to get into that game?

Yeah, listen, where's Lucy?

Isn't she in the kitchen?

No, but guess who is.

Who? Superman!

Superman!

Well, you know, when he heard

that it was a birthday party,

he didn't want to
disappoint the kids.

Isn't that great? Yeah.

You don't... Where,
where'd she go?

Ethel said she went out
for some more ice cream,

and she hasn't come back yet.

Oh, dear. I wanted
her to be here,

for the surprise, but I
can't keep him too long.

I know it.

Well, we'll have to do it.

All right, children, I got a
wonderful surprise for you.

Now if you all line up there

and close your eyes.

You're gonna get
your wish, young man.

Just close your eyes.

Right there, honey.

Close your eyes. Don't look now.

Now when I tell
you to look, you look.

You're gonna see your
favorite television star.

Look... Superman!

How about that?

And happy
birthday, Little Ricky.

Which one of you is Ricky?

That's me.

That's him right there.

How are you, sweetie?

Happy birthday.

How about that, huh?

Any of you fellows
want to wrestle?

Yeah! Yeah!

We're not needed here.

Come on, scoot, go
home, go home, go home.

Heard any good stories lately?

I'm sorry, but I really have
to get back to the party.

Oh, we just love the apartment.

But I'm not sure my wife
ought to be up so high.

Yes, you see, I
get dizzy spells.

Oh.

Well, you make up your
mind, and then you let me know.

Shoosh, scoot,
scat, scoot, scat.

There's good light.

There's plenty of
closet space here.

Martha, what is it?

Out there.

I just saw something strange.

Something strange?

Three flights up?

Was it a bird?

No.

Was it a plane?

No.

Well, what was it, dear?

It was Superman!

There, there, Martha.

Oh, come, come, come, Martha.

Oh...

We'll look for some
basement apartments.

These heights make
you dizzier than I thought.

Oh, it's raining in.

I'll close the window
for Mrs. Mertz. Ooh!

There. Now, come on,

we'll go home so you
can lie down, honey.

That's it.

Shoosh.

Oh!

Bye-bye, Superman.

Bye, kids

Bye. Bye.

We're glad you had a good time.

Good-bye, Stevie.

Bye, now.

Glad you had a good time.

Well, Superman,

that was a wonderful
thing you did.

Oh, Ricky, it was my pleasure.

I'm only sorry I didn't
get to meet Lucy.

I've heard so much about her.

Yeah, well, I don't know.
Where is Lucy, Ethel?

Oh, she'll be here in a minute.

She's out on the ledge.

Oh.

Out on the ledge?!

Out here? Yes...

What's she doing out there?

Lucy!

Oh, my goodness.

Lucy, are you all right?

I'm caught!

Wait... don't move, honey!

I'll come and get you
right away. Wait a minute.

Oh...

No, Daddy, let Superman do it.

All right. Come on.

Allow me?

Yes, please.

Oh, boy!

Ah!

How do you do? My
name is Superman.

Oh, boy, am I glad to see you.

Tell me, when
you're flying around,

do you have cape trouble?

No, but then I've had a lot
more flying time than you have.

Oh.

Lucy, what are you
doing out there?!

Oh, I'm fixing the drainpipe.

It was a little loose.

Are you crazy? What
are you doing in that outfit?

Well, uh...

There you are.

Come in here! I
want an explanation.

Okay.

Come on in here right now!

Can you teach me to fly? Uh...

Lucy, of all the crazy
things that you've done

in the 15 years that
we've been married...

Ricardo, do you mean to say

that you've been married
to her for 15 years?

Yeah, 15 years.

And they call me Superman.

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was George Reeves,

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