One Day at a Time (1975–1984): Season 2, Episode 4 - The Runaways: Part 4 - full transcript
After all their things are stolen, Julie and Chuck consider calling her sister Barbara.
♪ This is it ♪ This is it
♪ This is life, the one you get
♪ So go and have
a ball ♪ This is it
♪ This is it
♪ Straight ahead
and rest assured
♪ You can't be sure at all
♪ So while you're
here enjoy the view
♪ Keep on doing what you do
♪ Hold on tight,
we'll muddle through
♪ One day at a time
♪ One day at a time
♪ So up on your
feet ♪ Up on your feet
♪ Somewhere
there's music playing
♪ Don't you worry none
♪ Just take it like it comes
♪ One day at a time
♪ One day at a time
♪ One day at a time
♪ One day at a time
♪ One day at a time
♪ One day at a time
♪ One day at a time
- [Narrator] And now, for the
conclusion of The Runaways.
- Ms. Romano?
Ms. Roman...
(groans)
Are you all right, I'm sorry.
- Schneider, what are you doing?
- Nothing, nothing.
I didn't do nothing.
I mean, you were
hanging out over the edge,
so I just pushed your keister.
No, I didn't touch nobody,
touched nothing, all right?
- Schneider, what
are you doing in here?
- Ms. Romano, I was
talking to the garbage man,
you know, how uptight you
been since Julie ran away and
the garbage man
says that, you know,
lifting garbage cans
all day, he gets so tired,
he can't be uptight.
So that got me to thinking, see?
- You came up here to
get me to lift garbage cans.
- I came up here to get
your blood racing, see?
To release all your tension.
- Just what'd you have in mind?
- Calisthenics and exercise.
Look at this.
Found all this gym
equipment in the basement.
Used to belong to
Mr. Tweedy, the workout freak?
May he rest in peace.
Look what we got here.
A jump rope, jump rope.
- Schneider, I don't
want a jump rope.
- Well now, wait a second.
It's not what you want,
it's what's good for you.
I mean, you know, you
relax, you forget your troubles,
and then you can get some sleep.
- I was sleeping.
- That was fitful sleep.
That was completely
fitful sleep.
Here.
Here, watch this.
Let me show you
how you do this here.
I can go on all day long.
Try it out.
Go ahead.
It's not too tough.
That's pretty good.
So, what do you
hear about Julie?
- Nothing.
I mean, the police
are still questioning
those two spaced out
maniacs who stole the van.
They claim they
didn't hurt the kids.
Oh lord, I hope not.
- I've got a feeling,
I think maybe
he was the guy that's drugged
out, you know what I mean?
Anyway.
I got a friend on a
vice squad and he was
talking to a guy in
missing persons.
- They found Julie.
- No, but they called
all the hospitals
and all the morgues and
she hasn't checked in.
Or checked out.
Ms. Romano.
No news is no news.
You know who said that?
Ronald Reagan.
Here.
Let's try this.
Twister board, now
this is very relaxing.
Go ahead.
It promotes regularity.
- Schneider, can't your
police friend do anything?
I mean, circulate posters,
set up road blocks.
Bring my Julie home.
- Ms. Romano, it's not easy
to find a couple of runaways.
But they're gonna be
okay, they're smart kids.
- Smart?
Out there with no van,
no clothes, no money.
Julie packed a pet
rock, forgot her jacket.
- I did not say
they were brilliant.
- They're stupid.
(groans)
I don't care.
If Julie wants to be
right, she can be right.
I just want her to come back.
I'm exhausted, I can't think.
- You're exhausted?
Well, that's exactly
what we want.
You're exhausted.
Go on in, Ann,
and get some sleep.
I'll stand here by the
phone when Barbie
comes home from school.
Give me that, now go on.
- Okay.
You're sweet.
(chuckles)
- Yeah, well bolt your door.
I ain't that sweet.
Sweet.
Don't know the meaning
of the word sweet.
(sighs)
(horns blare)
- Gotcha!
Hi.
- Hi, Julie.
- How do you feel?
- I feel a little weak.
- How much did you get?
- A lousy five bucks.
- How much did you give?
- A pint.
(yells)
Should've got twice as much.
Everybody else down
there gave 50% wine.
- Poor baby.
- Don't sweat it, at
least we can stay here
another night, right?
Where'd the plant come from?
- I bought him.
- I'm off giving blood and
you buy a creeping Charlie?
Julie, we only had 17 dollars.
- It's not my fault you got
fired from the car wash.
- I got fired because
I got there late
because those
creeps stole our van.
- Because you said
don't lock it, we don't want
them to think we
don't trust him.
Well, if you'd called
the police, we'd have
our van back by now.
- Oh yeah, and our
parents right along with them
saying, we told you so.
- Maybe they're right.
- Okay.
Okay, you want to go back?
Then go back and take your
creeping Charlie with you.
- Chuck, just listen to you.
What happened to all
that garbage you gave me
about walking hand in
hand down life's path?
- Julie, will you
get off my back?
(screams)
- I didn't mean to hurt you.
- What are you laughing at?
- I'm not laughing.
- Tone it down, I'm
trying to pass out.
(laughing)
- Hey, I think we just
had our first argument.
- Yeah, it was fun.
Do you really love me?
- Are you kidding?
You think I'd be living
in this flea bag if I didn't?
- Chuck, we got
to get out of here.
- Yeah, you're right.
- We need money.
And I know how to get it.
I'm gonna phone Barbie.
- Julie, you're
out of your mind.
She'll tell your
mom where we are.
- No she won't, she's my sister.
I trust her.
- Julie...
- Chuck, I'm just
gonna ask her to mail
me my bank book and some money.
Come on, take my word.
She's not gonna tell.
I've got some change.
- What if your mom
answers the phone?
- Mom answers, I hang up.
- Yeah, we could go
broke just hanging up.
Julie, we could get him
to call and ask for Barbie.
Sir, sir?
Sir, do you think you could
make a phone call for us?
(coughs)
(phone ringing)
- Hello?
Julie!
Where are you, are you okay?
I'll call Mom, she's sleeping.
- No no, don't.
If you do, I'll hang up.
- Don't do that, Julie.
Oh, I've missed you so much.
- I miss you too, squirt.
- Julie, come home.
I need you, I love you.
- I love you too, Barb.
And I know we can trust you.
- Julie, we only
have three minutes.
- How you doing?
- Fine, everything's fine.
- Julie, you're lying.
We know the van was stolen.
The police caught
those two creeps in it.
- Oh right, see,
that's why I'm calling.
We're safe but we need
some help getting started.
I want you to send
me my bank book
and any money you
can scrape together.
And some of my clothes.
And a can of Raid.
- Better make that
industrial strength.
- Barbara, don't
tell Mom I called.
- Don't tell Mom?
Julie, I have to tell her.
She doesn't know whether
you're dead or alive.
- Well, tell her I'm sorry
and tell her I love her.
I do love her.
Oh no, Barb, don't
tell her anything.
Just tell after we move on.
- No way, turkey.
- What do you mean?
I'm your sister.
- And Mom's your mother.
This is the first time she's
slept in over four days.
And hear me, sister.
You're not gonna
get anything from here
unless you give me your
address and Mom brings it herself.
I don't care if you
hate me forever.
- Barb, she'll make
me come home.
- How do you know?
Have you given her a chance?
You trust Chuckie-Poo
and a couple of weirdos,
but you won't trust
your own mother.
- I do trust her.
Barb, you don't understand.
I've started a new life.
Chuck and I are gonna have
a beautiful new life together.
- Then enjoy it, Julie.
- Okay, we will.
We don't need your
help, we'll do just fine.
- My wallet.
That old wine-o,
he took my wallet.
- Hold on, are you sure?
- Yeah, I'm sure.
That was all our money, Julie.
- Barb?
Tell Mom to come to the
Empire Hotel in Cocomo.
- Julie!
- Shut up!
Honey.
Barbie, please tell Mom to come.
- Okay.
- Hey, I thought you dusted.
- I did, but it's like
dusting Kansas.
- Look at this dump.
Why didn't I tell
Mom to meet us in the
restroom at the gas station?
At least there'd be
more places to sit.
- Julie, she's really
gonna put it to us.
- You don't know that.
- Are you kidding?
She's out after my blood.
And I can't give
again for two months.
- Oh Chuck, Mom can't
make us do anything
we don't want to do.
As long as we stick
together, everything's
going to be all right.
- Hey you, come here.
(sirens blaring)
(knocking)
Oh god, good luck.
(clears throat)
- Hi, Mom.
- Hello, Julie.
- Come on in.
- Thank you.
- [Chuck] Hi, Ms. Romano.
- Hello, Chuck.
Julie, look here, I
brought you your bag.
There's some things and
I hope I brought the right,
your bank book, some, here.
Barbara made you some cookies.
- That's nice.
How is she?
- Fine.
- Can I get you anything?
Some cookies?
- Sit down, Mom.
- Thank you.
(horns blaring)
Well.
- Well.
- You really have a
nice creeping Charlie.
- Oh, thanks.
Chuck bought it for
me, he's so thoughtful.
- [Ann] Julie...
- Mom, we're not coming home.
- And we'll pay the money back.
- You obviously need it.
- You and Dad didn't
start with everything.
- No.
But at least the first
patter of little feet
we had was you.
- Ms. Romano, it's
not our fault everything
we had was stolen.
- Oh boy, everything.
A beat up old van, a
tape deck, and a pet rock.
Match that against a
house, a steady job,
and a marriage license.
- Which you finally
burned and used to light
a Virginia Slim.
- Damn it, Julie, at least
we were dealing in reality.
- Don't yell at her
like that, Ms. Romano.
You're in my home.
- Our home.
- Love your decor.
- Mom, that was a cheap shot.
- Yeah, you're right.
Okay, I'm sorry.
Julie, I've been
sick with worry.
- I know, Mom.
I didn't mean to
hurt you, I didn't.
But I've got to
live my own life.
Please try and understand that.
- I want to
understand that, Julie.
I do.
I can't believe you're happy.
- Oh Mom...
- She's very happy.
- Chuck, would you
let me say if I'm happy?
- I'm just agreeing
that you're happy.
- How can you agree
that I'm happy when
I haven't even said that I
was happy to agree with?
I'm very happy.
- That's all I said,
that's all I said.
You're very happy.
- I'm not happy.
- Julie.
- Chuck, it's not
you, it's this place.
I hate this place.
I hate not being clean
and I hate being hungry.
I hate the way
people look at us.
Nobody cares.
- Your dad and I care.
Chuck, your folks care.
Your sister's been
crying herself to sleep.
Schneider's been on
that CB radio for five days
and nights trying to find you.
- Yeah, find me.
To bring me back so it
can be just like it was.
Oh Mom, that's not the
kind of care I'm talking about.
I want to be cared
for as a person.
An adult person.
I don't need protection.
I'm 17 but you
treat me like I'm 12.
- Julie.
Julie, look.
I know that there
have been times that I
have been overprotective,
and times that I have
corrected you and wanted to
take those words right back.
But honey, you have
inherited my temper
and my stubbornness.
It seems before, we've
always been able to talk it out.
Hey, come home, huh?
Can't we take it from there?
- Mom.
- [Chuck] Julie.
- Chuck.
- She's doing a number on you.
- Chuck.
Both of you.
Look, see, I really
think that it can work out
if we work at it together.
- Maybe it could.
- [Chuck] Julie.
- Chuck, nothing is
gonna change the way
we feel about each other.
(sighs)
- All right, Julie,
it's up to you.
- We'll come home.
- Oh, thank god.
- But let's have a
real agreement, okay?
I mean, let's spell it out.
Because I'm not going
back to the way it was.
- I'm listening.
- All right.
I want to be treated like a
grown person, not a child.
I have to be allowed to
make my own decisions
and come and go as
I like, and I don't want
your opinion every
time I turn around.
My relationship with Chuck
has to be what we want.
Not what you want.
I'll see him when I like
and go on trips with him
or do anything
else we want to do.
Mom, this is it.
Either I run my life
or I don't come back.
- Okay, Julie.
Don't come back.
- You had them.
You had my boy right in your
hands and you let them go.
Oh, I knew you were
trouble the minute I saw
you were a redhead.
- Look, that was the
toughest thing I ever had to do,
but I had to do it.
- Without consulting me.
No matter what you think
you are not God, Mrs. Romano.
- Ms.
- Oh, I forgot.
God is a woman.
(gasps)
- I am not giving
up my responsibility
just because Julie
wants her own way.
I am her mother.
- And I'm Chuck's father.
- And I am Chuck's mother.
- Who the hell gave you
the right to decide his life?
- If I had decided his
life, Mr. Butterfield,
he would've been
arrested for kidnapping
and contributing to the
delinquency of my daughter.
- He may have been
just a little late for that.
- [Alice & Ann] Oh, shut up.
- If you hadn't taken Chuck
to Cicero when he was 16,
maybe he wouldn't be out
chasing every skirt in town.
- I told you, Alice,
we went fishing.
- Thank god you
didn't catch anything.
- Who cares?
Who cares?
- You sure don't.
I'll never see my sister again.
- Barbara.
- Oh, you poor thing.
- Oh, don't blame
your mother, little girl.
She needs medical help.
- Don't you talk about
my mother like that.
(yelps)
- Loonies.
My god, this house
is full of loonies.
Come on, Alice,
let's get out of here.
Rotten kid, I think
she's got tap shoes on.
You are going to
hear from our lawyer.
- [Alice] We don't
have a lawyer.
- Will you shut up?
- I'm sorry.
- Oh, Barb.
Barb, they were ready
to come home and I just,
damn it, Barbara,
what I did was right.
- I hope so.
- You don't think it was.
- I don't know, we
could've had her here now.
- On her own terms.
- Would that really
be important?
- Maybe not.
I mean, maybe I
could just sit here
and watch Julie as
she comes and goes.
Hello, Julie.
Goodbye, Ann.
Listen, I'm going out
someplace with somebody
and I'll be home sometime.
Oh, that's just lovely, dear.
Now, be sure that
you close the hall door
if you plan on entertaining
anybody in your bedroom.
- It's better than the
Empire Hotel in Cocomo.
- Is it?
Oh man.
When does the obligation
to be a parent stop?
Some job.
It's a surprise
when you're hired,
it's a surprise
when you're fired.
Pay ain't too hot either.
- Well look at this way, Mom.
Some day you'll be a
grandma and you can
give out all the
advice you want.
Nobody's gonna listen.
(laughs)
Julie!
- Hey Mom, twerp.
Boy, am I starved.
What's in the fridge?
Anything on TV tonight?
I came back, okay?
- It's your home, Julie.
- Always has been.
- Look, you gonna
be okay, sunshine?
- Yeah.
- I guess I'd better
get on home then.
- I guess you'd better.
- Mom, Chuck came up
here to make sure I'd be okay.
That I'd be welcome.
We've had a pretty
rough time, but he's
taken care of me every minute.
- Thanks.
- I love her, Ms. Romano.
Bye, Julie.
- [Julie] I'll call you.
- So long.
- Well, I didn't
expect to see you.
- Oh Mom.
I just about died when
you walked away from me
in that hotel room.
- It wasn't exactly
the easiest thing to do.
- I just don't want you
to think that I came back
because Chuck and
I couldn't make it.
Maybe we could've.
- Why did you come back?
- Because I need a shower.
(laughs)
Oh Mom, there's so many
things that we have to talk about.
That I have to tell you.
Right now, I want
to get in that shower
and get some sleep, okay?
- Okay.
- Oh, Mom.
- Hey, welcome home, turkey.
- Who's the turkey?
- You are for doing
such a stupid thing.
- You're wearing my shirt.
- You weren't
supposed to notice.
- What else have you stolen?
Do I have any clothes left?
- No, but you sure need it.
- [Julia] Oh, Barbara.
Why did you move
everything around?
It looks awful, move it back.
- [Barbara] It
doesn't look awful.
Why don't you move
it back yourself?
- Toward the end, we
had no money at all.
You don't know the
terrible feeling when the
Kentucky Colonel stops
smiling down at you.
- Well, next time you
run away, why don't you
take the American plan?
Meals are included.
What did you eat, anyway?
- One night, we had
this incredible meal.
Pot roast, mashed
potatoes, gravy, coffee, jello,
and a two hour sermon
on the evils of booze.
- You ate at a rescue mission.
- Why not, we had chateaubriand.
- At a rescue mission?
- No, at a really
nice restaurant.
See, we gave this guy
50 cents for his doggy bag.
- Yeah.
Well, if you're still
hungry, there's some
banana cream pie in the fridge.
- There was, I ate it.
I'm gonna see
what else there is.
- Barbara.
Barbara, get your mother.
- [Barbara] Why?
- Because I just got a
hot flash over the CB.
Pistol Pete told a beer
fellow that he seen the kids
hitching a ride on
65 heading north.
They're probably in
Chicago right now.
- Hey Schneider, how are you?
- Hey, how was Chicago?
(yells)
(upbeat music)
♪ This is life, the one you get
♪ So go and have
a ball ♪ This is it
♪ This is it
♪ Straight ahead
and rest assured
♪ You can't be sure at all
♪ So while you're
here enjoy the view
♪ Keep on doing what you do
♪ Hold on tight,
we'll muddle through
♪ One day at a time
♪ One day at a time
♪ So up on your
feet ♪ Up on your feet
♪ Somewhere
there's music playing
♪ Don't you worry none
♪ Just take it like it comes
♪ One day at a time
♪ One day at a time
♪ One day at a time
♪ One day at a time
♪ One day at a time
♪ One day at a time
♪ One day at a time
- [Narrator] And now, for the
conclusion of The Runaways.
- Ms. Romano?
Ms. Roman...
(groans)
Are you all right, I'm sorry.
- Schneider, what are you doing?
- Nothing, nothing.
I didn't do nothing.
I mean, you were
hanging out over the edge,
so I just pushed your keister.
No, I didn't touch nobody,
touched nothing, all right?
- Schneider, what
are you doing in here?
- Ms. Romano, I was
talking to the garbage man,
you know, how uptight you
been since Julie ran away and
the garbage man
says that, you know,
lifting garbage cans
all day, he gets so tired,
he can't be uptight.
So that got me to thinking, see?
- You came up here to
get me to lift garbage cans.
- I came up here to get
your blood racing, see?
To release all your tension.
- Just what'd you have in mind?
- Calisthenics and exercise.
Look at this.
Found all this gym
equipment in the basement.
Used to belong to
Mr. Tweedy, the workout freak?
May he rest in peace.
Look what we got here.
A jump rope, jump rope.
- Schneider, I don't
want a jump rope.
- Well now, wait a second.
It's not what you want,
it's what's good for you.
I mean, you know, you
relax, you forget your troubles,
and then you can get some sleep.
- I was sleeping.
- That was fitful sleep.
That was completely
fitful sleep.
Here.
Here, watch this.
Let me show you
how you do this here.
I can go on all day long.
Try it out.
Go ahead.
It's not too tough.
That's pretty good.
So, what do you
hear about Julie?
- Nothing.
I mean, the police
are still questioning
those two spaced out
maniacs who stole the van.
They claim they
didn't hurt the kids.
Oh lord, I hope not.
- I've got a feeling,
I think maybe
he was the guy that's drugged
out, you know what I mean?
Anyway.
I got a friend on a
vice squad and he was
talking to a guy in
missing persons.
- They found Julie.
- No, but they called
all the hospitals
and all the morgues and
she hasn't checked in.
Or checked out.
Ms. Romano.
No news is no news.
You know who said that?
Ronald Reagan.
Here.
Let's try this.
Twister board, now
this is very relaxing.
Go ahead.
It promotes regularity.
- Schneider, can't your
police friend do anything?
I mean, circulate posters,
set up road blocks.
Bring my Julie home.
- Ms. Romano, it's not easy
to find a couple of runaways.
But they're gonna be
okay, they're smart kids.
- Smart?
Out there with no van,
no clothes, no money.
Julie packed a pet
rock, forgot her jacket.
- I did not say
they were brilliant.
- They're stupid.
(groans)
I don't care.
If Julie wants to be
right, she can be right.
I just want her to come back.
I'm exhausted, I can't think.
- You're exhausted?
Well, that's exactly
what we want.
You're exhausted.
Go on in, Ann,
and get some sleep.
I'll stand here by the
phone when Barbie
comes home from school.
Give me that, now go on.
- Okay.
You're sweet.
(chuckles)
- Yeah, well bolt your door.
I ain't that sweet.
Sweet.
Don't know the meaning
of the word sweet.
(sighs)
(horns blare)
- Gotcha!
Hi.
- Hi, Julie.
- How do you feel?
- I feel a little weak.
- How much did you get?
- A lousy five bucks.
- How much did you give?
- A pint.
(yells)
Should've got twice as much.
Everybody else down
there gave 50% wine.
- Poor baby.
- Don't sweat it, at
least we can stay here
another night, right?
Where'd the plant come from?
- I bought him.
- I'm off giving blood and
you buy a creeping Charlie?
Julie, we only had 17 dollars.
- It's not my fault you got
fired from the car wash.
- I got fired because
I got there late
because those
creeps stole our van.
- Because you said
don't lock it, we don't want
them to think we
don't trust him.
Well, if you'd called
the police, we'd have
our van back by now.
- Oh yeah, and our
parents right along with them
saying, we told you so.
- Maybe they're right.
- Okay.
Okay, you want to go back?
Then go back and take your
creeping Charlie with you.
- Chuck, just listen to you.
What happened to all
that garbage you gave me
about walking hand in
hand down life's path?
- Julie, will you
get off my back?
(screams)
- I didn't mean to hurt you.
- What are you laughing at?
- I'm not laughing.
- Tone it down, I'm
trying to pass out.
(laughing)
- Hey, I think we just
had our first argument.
- Yeah, it was fun.
Do you really love me?
- Are you kidding?
You think I'd be living
in this flea bag if I didn't?
- Chuck, we got
to get out of here.
- Yeah, you're right.
- We need money.
And I know how to get it.
I'm gonna phone Barbie.
- Julie, you're
out of your mind.
She'll tell your
mom where we are.
- No she won't, she's my sister.
I trust her.
- Julie...
- Chuck, I'm just
gonna ask her to mail
me my bank book and some money.
Come on, take my word.
She's not gonna tell.
I've got some change.
- What if your mom
answers the phone?
- Mom answers, I hang up.
- Yeah, we could go
broke just hanging up.
Julie, we could get him
to call and ask for Barbie.
Sir, sir?
Sir, do you think you could
make a phone call for us?
(coughs)
(phone ringing)
- Hello?
Julie!
Where are you, are you okay?
I'll call Mom, she's sleeping.
- No no, don't.
If you do, I'll hang up.
- Don't do that, Julie.
Oh, I've missed you so much.
- I miss you too, squirt.
- Julie, come home.
I need you, I love you.
- I love you too, Barb.
And I know we can trust you.
- Julie, we only
have three minutes.
- How you doing?
- Fine, everything's fine.
- Julie, you're lying.
We know the van was stolen.
The police caught
those two creeps in it.
- Oh right, see,
that's why I'm calling.
We're safe but we need
some help getting started.
I want you to send
me my bank book
and any money you
can scrape together.
And some of my clothes.
And a can of Raid.
- Better make that
industrial strength.
- Barbara, don't
tell Mom I called.
- Don't tell Mom?
Julie, I have to tell her.
She doesn't know whether
you're dead or alive.
- Well, tell her I'm sorry
and tell her I love her.
I do love her.
Oh no, Barb, don't
tell her anything.
Just tell after we move on.
- No way, turkey.
- What do you mean?
I'm your sister.
- And Mom's your mother.
This is the first time she's
slept in over four days.
And hear me, sister.
You're not gonna
get anything from here
unless you give me your
address and Mom brings it herself.
I don't care if you
hate me forever.
- Barb, she'll make
me come home.
- How do you know?
Have you given her a chance?
You trust Chuckie-Poo
and a couple of weirdos,
but you won't trust
your own mother.
- I do trust her.
Barb, you don't understand.
I've started a new life.
Chuck and I are gonna have
a beautiful new life together.
- Then enjoy it, Julie.
- Okay, we will.
We don't need your
help, we'll do just fine.
- My wallet.
That old wine-o,
he took my wallet.
- Hold on, are you sure?
- Yeah, I'm sure.
That was all our money, Julie.
- Barb?
Tell Mom to come to the
Empire Hotel in Cocomo.
- Julie!
- Shut up!
Honey.
Barbie, please tell Mom to come.
- Okay.
- Hey, I thought you dusted.
- I did, but it's like
dusting Kansas.
- Look at this dump.
Why didn't I tell
Mom to meet us in the
restroom at the gas station?
At least there'd be
more places to sit.
- Julie, she's really
gonna put it to us.
- You don't know that.
- Are you kidding?
She's out after my blood.
And I can't give
again for two months.
- Oh Chuck, Mom can't
make us do anything
we don't want to do.
As long as we stick
together, everything's
going to be all right.
- Hey you, come here.
(sirens blaring)
(knocking)
Oh god, good luck.
(clears throat)
- Hi, Mom.
- Hello, Julie.
- Come on in.
- Thank you.
- [Chuck] Hi, Ms. Romano.
- Hello, Chuck.
Julie, look here, I
brought you your bag.
There's some things and
I hope I brought the right,
your bank book, some, here.
Barbara made you some cookies.
- That's nice.
How is she?
- Fine.
- Can I get you anything?
Some cookies?
- Sit down, Mom.
- Thank you.
(horns blaring)
Well.
- Well.
- You really have a
nice creeping Charlie.
- Oh, thanks.
Chuck bought it for
me, he's so thoughtful.
- [Ann] Julie...
- Mom, we're not coming home.
- And we'll pay the money back.
- You obviously need it.
- You and Dad didn't
start with everything.
- No.
But at least the first
patter of little feet
we had was you.
- Ms. Romano, it's
not our fault everything
we had was stolen.
- Oh boy, everything.
A beat up old van, a
tape deck, and a pet rock.
Match that against a
house, a steady job,
and a marriage license.
- Which you finally
burned and used to light
a Virginia Slim.
- Damn it, Julie, at least
we were dealing in reality.
- Don't yell at her
like that, Ms. Romano.
You're in my home.
- Our home.
- Love your decor.
- Mom, that was a cheap shot.
- Yeah, you're right.
Okay, I'm sorry.
Julie, I've been
sick with worry.
- I know, Mom.
I didn't mean to
hurt you, I didn't.
But I've got to
live my own life.
Please try and understand that.
- I want to
understand that, Julie.
I do.
I can't believe you're happy.
- Oh Mom...
- She's very happy.
- Chuck, would you
let me say if I'm happy?
- I'm just agreeing
that you're happy.
- How can you agree
that I'm happy when
I haven't even said that I
was happy to agree with?
I'm very happy.
- That's all I said,
that's all I said.
You're very happy.
- I'm not happy.
- Julie.
- Chuck, it's not
you, it's this place.
I hate this place.
I hate not being clean
and I hate being hungry.
I hate the way
people look at us.
Nobody cares.
- Your dad and I care.
Chuck, your folks care.
Your sister's been
crying herself to sleep.
Schneider's been on
that CB radio for five days
and nights trying to find you.
- Yeah, find me.
To bring me back so it
can be just like it was.
Oh Mom, that's not the
kind of care I'm talking about.
I want to be cared
for as a person.
An adult person.
I don't need protection.
I'm 17 but you
treat me like I'm 12.
- Julie.
Julie, look.
I know that there
have been times that I
have been overprotective,
and times that I have
corrected you and wanted to
take those words right back.
But honey, you have
inherited my temper
and my stubbornness.
It seems before, we've
always been able to talk it out.
Hey, come home, huh?
Can't we take it from there?
- Mom.
- [Chuck] Julie.
- Chuck.
- She's doing a number on you.
- Chuck.
Both of you.
Look, see, I really
think that it can work out
if we work at it together.
- Maybe it could.
- [Chuck] Julie.
- Chuck, nothing is
gonna change the way
we feel about each other.
(sighs)
- All right, Julie,
it's up to you.
- We'll come home.
- Oh, thank god.
- But let's have a
real agreement, okay?
I mean, let's spell it out.
Because I'm not going
back to the way it was.
- I'm listening.
- All right.
I want to be treated like a
grown person, not a child.
I have to be allowed to
make my own decisions
and come and go as
I like, and I don't want
your opinion every
time I turn around.
My relationship with Chuck
has to be what we want.
Not what you want.
I'll see him when I like
and go on trips with him
or do anything
else we want to do.
Mom, this is it.
Either I run my life
or I don't come back.
- Okay, Julie.
Don't come back.
- You had them.
You had my boy right in your
hands and you let them go.
Oh, I knew you were
trouble the minute I saw
you were a redhead.
- Look, that was the
toughest thing I ever had to do,
but I had to do it.
- Without consulting me.
No matter what you think
you are not God, Mrs. Romano.
- Ms.
- Oh, I forgot.
God is a woman.
(gasps)
- I am not giving
up my responsibility
just because Julie
wants her own way.
I am her mother.
- And I'm Chuck's father.
- And I am Chuck's mother.
- Who the hell gave you
the right to decide his life?
- If I had decided his
life, Mr. Butterfield,
he would've been
arrested for kidnapping
and contributing to the
delinquency of my daughter.
- He may have been
just a little late for that.
- [Alice & Ann] Oh, shut up.
- If you hadn't taken Chuck
to Cicero when he was 16,
maybe he wouldn't be out
chasing every skirt in town.
- I told you, Alice,
we went fishing.
- Thank god you
didn't catch anything.
- Who cares?
Who cares?
- You sure don't.
I'll never see my sister again.
- Barbara.
- Oh, you poor thing.
- Oh, don't blame
your mother, little girl.
She needs medical help.
- Don't you talk about
my mother like that.
(yelps)
- Loonies.
My god, this house
is full of loonies.
Come on, Alice,
let's get out of here.
Rotten kid, I think
she's got tap shoes on.
You are going to
hear from our lawyer.
- [Alice] We don't
have a lawyer.
- Will you shut up?
- I'm sorry.
- Oh, Barb.
Barb, they were ready
to come home and I just,
damn it, Barbara,
what I did was right.
- I hope so.
- You don't think it was.
- I don't know, we
could've had her here now.
- On her own terms.
- Would that really
be important?
- Maybe not.
I mean, maybe I
could just sit here
and watch Julie as
she comes and goes.
Hello, Julie.
Goodbye, Ann.
Listen, I'm going out
someplace with somebody
and I'll be home sometime.
Oh, that's just lovely, dear.
Now, be sure that
you close the hall door
if you plan on entertaining
anybody in your bedroom.
- It's better than the
Empire Hotel in Cocomo.
- Is it?
Oh man.
When does the obligation
to be a parent stop?
Some job.
It's a surprise
when you're hired,
it's a surprise
when you're fired.
Pay ain't too hot either.
- Well look at this way, Mom.
Some day you'll be a
grandma and you can
give out all the
advice you want.
Nobody's gonna listen.
(laughs)
Julie!
- Hey Mom, twerp.
Boy, am I starved.
What's in the fridge?
Anything on TV tonight?
I came back, okay?
- It's your home, Julie.
- Always has been.
- Look, you gonna
be okay, sunshine?
- Yeah.
- I guess I'd better
get on home then.
- I guess you'd better.
- Mom, Chuck came up
here to make sure I'd be okay.
That I'd be welcome.
We've had a pretty
rough time, but he's
taken care of me every minute.
- Thanks.
- I love her, Ms. Romano.
Bye, Julie.
- [Julie] I'll call you.
- So long.
- Well, I didn't
expect to see you.
- Oh Mom.
I just about died when
you walked away from me
in that hotel room.
- It wasn't exactly
the easiest thing to do.
- I just don't want you
to think that I came back
because Chuck and
I couldn't make it.
Maybe we could've.
- Why did you come back?
- Because I need a shower.
(laughs)
Oh Mom, there's so many
things that we have to talk about.
That I have to tell you.
Right now, I want
to get in that shower
and get some sleep, okay?
- Okay.
- Oh, Mom.
- Hey, welcome home, turkey.
- Who's the turkey?
- You are for doing
such a stupid thing.
- You're wearing my shirt.
- You weren't
supposed to notice.
- What else have you stolen?
Do I have any clothes left?
- No, but you sure need it.
- [Julia] Oh, Barbara.
Why did you move
everything around?
It looks awful, move it back.
- [Barbara] It
doesn't look awful.
Why don't you move
it back yourself?
- Toward the end, we
had no money at all.
You don't know the
terrible feeling when the
Kentucky Colonel stops
smiling down at you.
- Well, next time you
run away, why don't you
take the American plan?
Meals are included.
What did you eat, anyway?
- One night, we had
this incredible meal.
Pot roast, mashed
potatoes, gravy, coffee, jello,
and a two hour sermon
on the evils of booze.
- You ate at a rescue mission.
- Why not, we had chateaubriand.
- At a rescue mission?
- No, at a really
nice restaurant.
See, we gave this guy
50 cents for his doggy bag.
- Yeah.
Well, if you're still
hungry, there's some
banana cream pie in the fridge.
- There was, I ate it.
I'm gonna see
what else there is.
- Barbara.
Barbara, get your mother.
- [Barbara] Why?
- Because I just got a
hot flash over the CB.
Pistol Pete told a beer
fellow that he seen the kids
hitching a ride on
65 heading north.
They're probably in
Chicago right now.
- Hey Schneider, how are you?
- Hey, how was Chicago?
(yells)
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