That Girl (1966–1971): Season 3, Episode 4 - 7 1/4: Part 1 - full transcript

You don't have enough
socks for three weeks.

You don't have enough
anything for three weeks,

including a girl with
three weeks of patience.

Honey, I thought it was
only going to be for one week.

I was beautifully
braced for one week.

That's what my editor
said, one week in California.

Yeah, and as soon as
you agreed to one week,

your editor tricks you into
agreeing to three weeks.

Honey, this is not a
Pat O'Brien movie.

What's a Pat O'Brien movie?

Uh, never mind.



My editor doesn't
have to trick me.

All he has to say is,
"Hollinger, you go to California

for three weeks instead
of one week." And you go.

I do, and gratefully,

because it's a major assignment:

Violence in
television and movies.

I mean, an important
subject like that

can't be researched
in two minutes.

There are... Well,
there are a lot of different

violent viewpoints on violence.

Mine included.

I am violently opposed

to your taking this entire trip.

I mean, what if you get out there and
your editor changes his mind again?



He could say he wants you out there
for four weeks or months or for a year.

Then what will you do?

Go barefoot. [chuckles]

Honey, honey...

I was only trying
to make you laugh.

Sorry. Ho-ho, ha-ha.

Which shirt do you want to take,

the beige one or the blue one?

Does one have an
advantage over the other?

The blue one has a worn collar,
but buttons on both sleeves,

and the beige one has a fair
collar and no buttons at all.

Maybe I ought to buy
some new ones before I go.

What difference does it make

the way they dress
out in California?

I hear they wear
absolutely nothing at all.

Really? Yeah, and the
women go shopping in bikinis.

On second thought, I'll wait
and do my shopping out there.

What are you doing?

Trying to laugh again.

Oh, honey, come on.

Don't you think it's going to be

as tough for me
as it is for you?

It's never as difficult
for those who go

as it is for those
who remain behind.

If I didn't think you could hang
in there for awhile while I'm gone,

I'd have given up the
assignment. Don't worry about me.

I'm one of the best
hanger-in-theres you ever saw.

Hangers-in-there.

That's what I said.

Uh, no. No, you put the
plural in the wrong place

like mother-in-laws.

It's mothers-in-law.

Terrific.

I stand criticized and defeated.

If there's nothing else you have
for me to do, I'll be on my merry way.

Okay, I'll pick you
up for dinner at 7.

If it strikes your fancy.

It does so strike.

You know, Donald, you
might not have noticed

but I've changed a great deal

since I've been on
my own in New York.

I've matured and ripened,

much the same as one of
your great French cheeses.

And I'm proud of you.

My soggy days are over.

I'm an adult now, in complete
control of my emotions.

I'm able to adjust
and to function

and... and sway with the
wind, and live happily ever after.

Not ever after, just
for three weeks.

Whatever.

The one thing I've always
wanted is for our friends to say,

"Donald Hollinger doesn't
have to worry about that girl."

♪♪ [theme music]

Ann! Ann, wait a
second! I just got a...

[crying]

Oh, honey.

Soggy days are here again.

Oh, come on now. Take it easy.

Oh, Donald.

I'm not really a ripe
piece of cheese after all.

All I am is a woman.

[chuckles]

That's okay with me.

Thank you, Donald.

Come on, now.

Now come here.

Now you listen to me.

I have just been struck
with a fantastically

brilliant solution to
the whole problem.

What is it?

Come with me.

Come with you?

Right.

To... to California?

How about that? Brilliant?

Oh, no. I can't do that.

Can I? Well, why not?

No. Well, I mean, I just can't.

Why not?

Let me think.

Money, for one thing.

No problem.

The magazine bought me
a first-class airline ticket,

which I'll change
for two coach seats.

They're paying for a
double room in the hotel,

which I'll switch
to two singles.

Honey, what could be simpler?

For another thing, people.
What about people?

What'll they say?
That's what about people.

Honey, who's going to
pay any attention to us?

My father, for one.
He'll pay attention.

And when you've got my father paying
attention, you don't need anybody else.

What about the last time
you went to California?

Oh, well, that was different.

That was a job.

Well, so is this.
You can work for me.

What would I do?

Make my trip pleasant?

Oh, Donald.

You can't pay me for
making your trip pleasant.

Why not? You can have
a piece of my per diem.

Just what does that mean?

[laughs]

It means I'm getting
$25 a day for expenses.

That's $12.50 a piece.

We could do pretty good on that.

$25 for three weeks,

21 days, divided
by 2, that's, um...

You can live on $262.50
for three weeks, can't you?

Oh, of course I can.

Then, honey, what's the problem?

Donald, as a boyfriend,

my father's not exactly
tickled to death with you.

How do I tell him we're taking a trip
together and you're paying me by the day?

Well, honey, if you're going to
look at it from his point of view...

Can't you come up with
another fantastically brilliant idea?

How about your agents? Can't
they get you a job out there?

My agent?

Get me a job?

Hey, Donald, that's
not as silly as it sounds.

I mean, they might not be
able to get me a job right away,

but they might be able to get
me an interview, like for a little part.

And who's to say a little part
might not lead to a bigger part?

And if the public likes me,
from then on it's pick and choose.

It's happened before.

Now there's an
excuse I can live with.

I'm perfectly willing to
invest $260 in a future

pregnant with possibilities.

Yeah...

Uh, Donald, try not
to phrase it that way

when you're
explaining it to Daddy.

Of course. Thank you.

Now, with those conditions,
I'm perfectly willing

to accept your
financial support. Good.

Now we have to make it
all legal, like with a bank.

Ann, that's not
necessary. Yes, it is.

Now, I want to make monthly
payments with interest.

Honey. And a demand note.

That way, anytime you want
your money back you can have it.

Now what should the interest be?

How about 20%?

Twenty percent?
That's outrageous.

I read somewhere that four and
three-quarters is the going rate.

I'll give you five.
Honey, this is ridiculous.

Now, I'll make four
monthly installments

and I'll give you the first
installment next month.

I'll tear up the note.

Oh, Donald, please.

As much as I want to go,

not only to be with you but
for the sake of my career,

I just have to feel that
meeting my obligations

is something that
I'm capable of.

And that way, when
I am a big success,

well, I won't feel
that it was gratuitous.

I'll feel that it was earned.

Don't you understand?

Suppose you're not a star in four
months and you can't make payments.

Then what? Then you
can tear up the note.

[chuckling]

For a girl who had a burning
desire to live in New York City

you're certainly not
spending much time here.

I thought we settled that on
the phone last night. We did.

You've heard my last
words on the subject.

Fathers are not to reason
why. Fathers are to do or die.

Ugh.

It's not me I'm worried about.

I can take it. It's your mother.

What this is doing to her
is an entirely different thing.

It's not doing anything to her.

I called her and
told her straight out

that I was going to
California with Donald.

What did she say?

She said, "Have a good trip,"

and then she went
to the hairdresser's.

You're kidding. No, I'm not.

You've driven her insane.

I did not.

Mother just understands that
this is all a part of my career.

I mean, New York
is a theater city

and Hollywood is a
motion picture city,

and Mother understands
that motion pictures

are every bit as important
to my career as a theater.

Oh, sex, sex, sex!

Sex?

Don't look so innocent.
You know what it is.

Of course I know what it is.

I just don't remember
bringing it up.

Broadway, Hollywood, it's
even crept into the schoolroom.

What are you talking about?

They're teaching kids
what the birds and bees do

before they know
what a bird or a bee is.

Hi, Honey.

Speak of the devil. Hi, Donald.

[Donald] How are you, Mr. Marie?

Whatever happened to knocking?

Well, the... the door was open.

Daddy was just giving me
a lecture on sex education.

Why would you
need a lecture on sex?

[stammering] Uh,
what I meant was...

Ann certainly knows all
there is to know about sex.

No, that's not what I meant.

Uh, I meant...

well, you can never
learn too much about sex.

Listen, here's your
airline ticket and the $50.

Thank you, Donald.

What's the $50 for?

Nothing in particular.

Don't get smart with me.

Daddy, I applied
to Donald for a loan.

What did you put
up for collateral?

Nothing. Donald trusts me.

That's marvelous; at least
his mother will sleep tonight.

Mr. Marie, it's just that Ann didn't
have enough money to make the trip,

so I figured the least I
could do is loan it to her

so she could have the
opportunity she so richly deserves.

Bravo.

And so I gave him a note,
all legal and bank-like.

That's right. And here it is.

Daddy, what are you doing?

If you needed money, why
didn't you come to one person

who would have given it to
you without any strings attached?

That's what I did.

I'm talking about me.

I would have loaned
you the money.

Oh, oh, well, fine.

I'll give you the note for
the money and the interest.

You charged her interest?

Uh, five percent.

That's shameful.

I'll give it to you
for four-and-a-half.

Blood will tell.

But only to give you a
sense of responsibility.

Now if I can only figure
out a way to give you one.

Oh, Daddy, Donald has a
great sense of responsibility.

I mean it's ridiculous how
responsible he is. I'll buy that.

So from now on, I'm
holding you responsible

for anything and
everything that happens!

Bon voyage.

Daddy just can't stand
tearful good-byes.

Thank you.

There you are, Mr. Duffy.

Enjoy your stay. Thank
you. Thank you very much.

Thank you, Danny.

I'm Donald Hollinger.

Oh, yes, yes.

We've been expecting
you and Mrs. Hollinger.

[both stammering] Uh, no, no.

This isn't Mrs. Hollinger.

No, no. My name is Marie.

M-A-R-I-E.

Ann Marie. Ms. Ann Marie.

Oh, I see.

Well, if you'll just sign
the register, Mr. Hollinger,

we have a nice
double room set aside.

Wait a minute.

There seems to be
some misunderstanding.

Doesn't there
seem to be, Donald?

Misunderstanding?

Well, yes.

You see, we asked
for two single rooms.

Uh, yes. You
see, the original...

The original reservation
called for one double room.

Well, the original reservation
has nothing to do with it.

Does it, Donald?

You told me that you wired ahead

and changed this reservation.

I did. I sent a
telegram to the hotel.

I'm sorry, Ms.
Marie, but you see...

He was supposed
to have wired ahead...

[talking over each other]

Hold it. Hold it. Hold it.

Are you sure you didn't
get a request for a change?

Apparently not, Mr. Hollinger.

However, if you wish...

Yes, thank you.
We... we do wish.

We'll have separate rooms.

Well, now, that shouldn't
be too hard to manage.

Let's see... We could have sent

separate wires
requesting separate rooms,

but as we were arriving at the
same time, at the same place,

it just didn't seem necessary.

I... I understand.

We should have this all
straightened out in just a minute.

Now, let me see here.

Ah, yes, yes. Here we are.

I can put Ms. Marie
on the sixth floor,

and you, Mr. Hollinger,
on the second floor.

How will that be?

I don't think we
have to go that far.

You see, the only
reason I'm here is that

Donald got this assignment
from his magazine

and although I could have just
as easily stayed on Broadway,

I thought, well, I might
come out to California

and look into motion pictures.

Would you like two
rooms on the same floor?

Say the second or the sixth?

Well, it makes no
difference to me.

It makes no
difference to me either.

Me either.

Why don't you decide?

Say two rooms on
the second floor?

Fine. Fine.

Fine.

I'm an actress.

[chuckles]

Which room do you
want your bags in?

Well, put his bags in his
room and my bags in my room.

Right, put my bags in
205 and Ms. Marie's in 203.

Yes, sir.

In New York we
live 12 blocks apart.

[knocking at door]

Who is it? [Donald]
The house detective.

Do you have a man in your room?

No, I don't, but I
appreciate the offer.

Hi. Hi.

How's your room?
It's fine. How's yours?

It's much larger than this.

Oh, it is?

Cross ventilation, three
closets, king-sized bed,

dressing room with a full-length
mirror and special makeup lights.

Oh, I see what it is.
This room is your garage.

[chuckles]

Honey, listen, you'll be
much happier next door.

Let's switch rooms. I'm
just kidding. No bother.

It's no bother; it's just a
question of changing bags.

Well, if you really don't mind.

Actually, you're
doing me a favor.

I feel a little strange with
special makeup lights.

[laughs]

Oh, you... you see, the
lights in Donald's bathroom

has a special kind of a glow,

so he suggested
that we switch rooms.

I mean, right off, I said
"no," but then Donald insisted,

so it was just a matter
of switching bags.

I didn't want to bother you
with it, so, um, well, from now on,

Mr. Hollinger will be
in 203 and I'll be in 205.

Thank you. I didn't do anything.

You're a good listener.

[phone ringing]

Hello?

Who is this?

Donald Hollinger.

What are you doing
in my daughter's room?

Oh, hello, Mr. Marie.
How are you?

Never mind the niceties.
Answer my question.

Well, to begin with,

this is not your
daughter's room.

When I asked for Ann, this is
the room they connected me with.

They made a mistake, Mr. Marie.

Just a second.

[pressing phone plunger]

Operator. [pressing
phone plunger]

Operator? [Operator]
Were you signaling?

Yes, will you
please give this call

to Ms. Ann Marie in room 205?

I'm sorry. Ms. Ann
Marie is in 203.

No, she's not. When
will she be back, sir?

Well, she was in this room,
operator, but she's not now

and she's not coming
back to this room... ever.

Thank you.

[Operator] I'm sorry, sir,
but she's checked out.

Well, where did she go?

Operator, she
didn't go anywhere.

I just told you Ms. Ann
Marie is still in the hotel.

Operator, I want to speak to
my daughter Ms. Ann Marie.

Now what room is she in?

[Operator] Ms. Ann Marie
is registered in room 203, sir.

I have no way of knowing
what room she's in.

Operator, I told you
she's in room 205.

I'd like to speak to
somebody with authority.

[Operator] I'll transfer your
call to the police department.

None of your sarcasm, madam.

Operator, operator,
will you just please

transfer this call to room 205?

[pressing phone plunger]

Uh, room service, please.

[knocking at door]

Who is it? The maid.

May I? Yes, thank you.

Good evening.

Good evening.

Aren't you two together?

Uh, no. No, we're not.

You want me to close it?

If you wouldn't mind.

Mrs. Hollinger?

I am not Mrs. Hollinger.
I am Ms. Ann Marie.

Mr. Hollinger is in room 203.

Thank you.

[wheels cart]

Mr. Hollinger?

Oh, would you take
that down to room 205?

I did, but the lady said
it didn't belong there.

That's because I didn't tell her we
were going to have dinner at the hotel.

I wanted to surprise her.

Take it back down to her room.

[wheels cart]

Yes?

Mr. Hollinger said to tell you

that you're having dinner in the hotel
and to bring this back to your room.

Would you kindly
tell Mr. Hollinger

that I would certainly enjoy
having dinner in the hotel,

but I would prefer it
not be in this room.

Thank you.

[wheeling cart]

I told you to take it next door.

Never mind what you told me.

The lady told me she wants
her dinner served in here.

But that's silly; her room
is a much bigger room.

You got a point.

Did you tell her that?

Not me. I got trouble
enough keeping this stuff hot.

Just... just a minute.

Honey, it doesn't make any
sense to have dinner in my room.

We'd be so much more
comfortable in here.

Donald, what will this
look like to the waiter?

What would it look like if
you had dinner in my room?

I never thought of that.

You folks decided yet?

We're working it out.

You see, the problem is we're
really not traveling together.

You see, I'm really an actress

and, well, rather than spend
a life on the Broadway stage,

I decided to come to Hollywood
and take my chances here,

and then Donald got this assignment
that brought him to Hollywood,

and so, purely as a matter of expediency,
we decided to just split the fare.

And then of course, he had this double
room and the airplane and what have you.

We could trade in for two
single rooms and two tickets, so...

How's your steak?

Oh, it's marvelous. How's yours?

Delicious.

But, you know,
this is ridiculous.

What? I don't think
it's so ridiculous.

Of course it is.

I can't walk around the table,
pull out your chair for you,

pour your wine, or even
nibble on your ear a little bit.

So nibble your celery.

You know how I feel
about lying, Donald.

What has lying
got to do with it?

If my father calls again and wants
to know where we had dinner tonight,

I can truthfully say I
had dinner in my room

and you had dinner in yours.

Sir? Sir?

Good morning, sir. Good morning.

I don't know if you
remember me or not,

but I checked in last night.

Ann Marie? Ms. Ann Marie?

In 205, formerly of 203.

Yes, I remember, Ms. Marie.

Oh, thank you.

Is it possible for me to leave
a message for Mr. Hollinger?

Of course. He went out on an
early meeting with a producer,

and if he gets back before I do,

he won't know where I've gone.

Certainly, miss.

The message? Thank you.

Just tell him that I had to
go to Paramount Studios...

because I got a
call from my agents,

Gilliam and Norris.

"Paramount Studios..."
Yes, Gilliam and Norris.

That's G-I-L-L-I-A-M
and Nor-ris.

They got me an interview with the casting
director of Paramount, a Mr. Wagner...

W-A-G-N-E-R... who's
looking for fresh new faces.

Of course, my agent...

"W-A-G-N-E-R." Right.

So, my agents thought this is
the perfect opportunity for me

because they're looking
for fresh new faces,

and since I'm from New York,

this could be the perfect
opportunity for me.

You see, I'm an actress.

[giggles]

"You see, I am an actress."

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