That Girl (1966–1971): Season 4, Episode 21 - The Night They Raided Daddy's - full transcript

Ann's father is at home on a Saturday night, which should be the busiest night at the restaurant. Lew's talk about retirement further shocks Ann since the restaurant is his life. Ann and Donald go to the restaurant to speak to Lew's longtime maitre d' Harry to see if anything is the matter with Lew. What they find out is that the restaurant is nearly empty, a situation that has been in existence for the past half year, while one of their rivals, Tony's, which doesn't have nearly the quality of food as La Parisienne, has to turn customers away. It's because Tony's has a hip, young vibe punctuated by the live rock music, as opposed to the staid saxophone/accordion combo playing at La Parisienne. Ann wants to try and help her father by convincing him to update La Parisienne by hiring a rock combo of his own, but she wants for him to think it was his own idea. With advice from Donald and Ann on the specific group, Lew does hire the Blue Boys, the least offensive group to his own sensibilities. The Blue Boys do end up changing La Parisienne's fortunes, but that may be short-lived based on the surprise finale they have in store.

[doorbell rings]

That must be the kids.

Uh-huh.

No, I can't put any cards here.

Wish I could win one game.

Hi, I hope we're not late.

No, the roast is in the
oven. Good to see you, Don.

Lou, it's Ann and Don.

Hello, sweetheart.

Look at that, doesn't even
greet his own daughter.

I'm sweetheart?



Not by a long shot.
Hello, Hollinger.

Daddy, it's 7:00.

Is it? Helen, turn on the news.

Daddy, it's 7:00 and you're
sitting at home playing solitaire?

You're not even
at the restaurant.

You're not even dressed to go.

And you're going
to watch television?

Something's wrong.

How's the weather?

Fine.

Marvelous.

Forget the news, Helen.

Who needs Walter Cronkite
when we've got that girl?

♪♪ [theme]



[whispers] Mother, I was
very patient during dinner.

I didn't say one
word. Now tell me.

Something's wrong, I
know something is wrong.

Why is Daddy home?

Well, nothing's wrong, dear.

He's just decided to take
things a little easier, relax more.

That's Gin, Mr. Marie.

That's not going to help.

Sure, it's Gin.

This I couldn't give him.

I knew he needed this.

I picked up one 5, I
couldn't give him another 5.

You got 30 points.

And 25 for Gin.

Take your 55 points.

It was a spade, so it's double.

110 points.

Four boxes, I'm out.

I win.

Why don't you tell
Walter Cronkite in there.

She'll include it in
her 11:00 broadcast.

Deal.

Loser deals.

[whispers] Mother,
I am a big girl now,

will you please
tell me the truth?

Is Daddy sick? Is
that why he's home?

Is he sick?

Daddy is definitely sick.

Sick of going back and
forth to the restaurant.

Sick of re-adding all the
checks that the waiters turn in.

Sick of fighting for
good meat at the market.

Sick of watching bus
boys drop good crystal.

Sick of looking at cards
that don't go together.

I'd give anything if I
knew how to cheat.

Daddy.

Daddy, is something
wrong with the restaurant?

Nothing's wrong.

I just think I should
take it a little easy

and plan to retire.

Anything wrong with that?

Well, no, it's just,
it's kind of sudden.

I mean, you never
mentioned that before.

Sure, because if I
mentioned it before,

it would be sudden then,

since I hadn't
mentioned it before.

I've got feeling you
don't want to talk about it.

That's for proper feelings.

Now, if you want
to do me a favor,

you'll set fire to these cards.

They're not so terrible.

Let's see.

There you go.

Who wants to dry?

We do.

I don't see why we
have to dry dishes.

I never do at my place.

That's why you have spots.

I don't have spots.

If you don't dry,
you have spots.

Nobody ever died from spots.

This whole business
about Daddy retiring...

If you know Daddy, it
just doesn't make sense.

Why, honey?

He's worked hard all his life.

He's entitled to retire.

Well, what's he going to do?

Well, he's always said
he's never gone hunting

or fishing or camping.

Right, because he hates it.

Donald, he loves the
restaurant business.

This is the first time I've ever
heard him talk about it as work.

It just doesn't make sense.

I want to go over to the
restaurant and talk to Harry.

Okay. But finish drying.

♪♪ ["Meow"]

Hello, Don, Ann.

Hi. Hi.

Your dad's at home.

Yeah, I know, Harry.
We just left him.

Harry, you've been my father's
closest friend all these years.

Tell me, what's
going on with him?

Come on, sit down
and have a cup of coffee.

Thanks, Harry. We'll
talk for a little while.

You know, it's just so strange,

all this talk about his
retiring and everything.

Is he serious?

I think so.

He's been pretty disgusted
with the business lately.

Why? Why?

Look around you.
What do you see?

Four people and 208 chairs.

How long has that been going on?

Six, seven months.

But why? You still have
the best food in town.

Annie, when your dad
started in the business,

good food was
enough. Not anymore.

Is the restaurant business
bad all over Brewster?

No.

Tony's is turning them away.

Tony's!

Oh, that place is the worst.

His food is so greasy, he
can't keep it on the plate.

You're Lou's daughter.

But what is it, Harry?

♪ Take a message to Bill,
won't you marry me, go ♪

Well, that's what
it is. Go look.

♪♪ [rock]

You know, Donald,
Harry is right.

Look at this place.

I mean, my gosh, it's
got to be the music.

He hasn't changed anything.

Or washed it, either.

Honey, I hate to say it,
but those guys are good.

Of course they're good.

I mean, everybody likes
this kind of music nowadays.

I mean, not just
the young people.

But you, older people.

Me, older people?

No, what I meant was
is not just teenagers,

Donald, but everybody.

I've got to talk
to Daddy about it.

I mean, if he could get
some young group, you know,

like The Electric
Yo-yos or something.

Honey, look, it's up to you.

I don't want to butt into
your family problems.

But there's an old saying around
the American Kennel Club...

You can't teach an old dog
to change his restaurant.

Oh, Donald, if he could see
how successful this place is.

Yeah, but you're not sure he
wasn't serious about retiring.

Oh, Donald, I
know my own father.

Believe me, he
doesn't want to retire.

He's just totally depressed.

I mean, it's bad enough that
nobody's going to his place anymore.

But it must be killing him to see
all the business this place is doing.

You think he'd want
you to get involved?

Oh, I'm sure he wouldn't.

I'm sure he doesn't want me to
know that anything is wrong, Donald.

Do you know,
this is the first time

in my entire life that I
could really help Daddy

with something very important.

Okay, lady, the
meter's still running.

Where to next?

The phone booth,
driver, and hurry.

Ah, no chance.
You'll have to walk.

I'll never get a fare back.

You're extremely cute.

Here comes Daddy.
Now, back me up.

I happen to be one of
the world's great actors.

Shh. I happen to be...

Shh, shh. Shh, shh, shh.

Hi, Daddy. Hello, Mr. Marie.

Hello, financial genius.

Uh, Daddy, now come on.

How many times have you left
the house without your wallet?

And you don't have
any money, as usual.

No, I don't.

Well, I'll get a check,

and we'll get out of here.

Oh, not only didn't I
not bring any cash,

but I forgot all my
credit cards, too.

Right.

Now, Daddy, just sit down
and relax for a few minutes

while I just finish
my spaghetti.

But you just ate at
home an hour ago.

I know. I don't know what it is.

I'm just starved.

You're not hungry, Rockefeller?

No, sir.

Well, well, hello, Lou.

Nice to see the competition
every now and then.

Hello, Tony. Nice crowd
you've got here tonight.

Tonight, last
night, every night.

How many dinners did you
have at your place tonight?

I have no idea.

I stayed home and had
dinner with my family.

Oh, this is my daughter Ann

and Don Hollinger.

Hello. How do you do?

How's the spaghetti, Ann?

Oh, it's just delicious.

She's a nice kid, Lou.

The spaghetti
happens to be rotten,

but nobody seems to mind, huh?

Enjoy it, Ann. It's my treat.

Oh, thank you.

Very nice, Tony.

Professional courtesy.

I'll send my kid to your
place for free dinner,

and I'll come out way ahead.

Enjoy the music.

At least he isn't
kidding himself.

He knows his food is awful.

Look at this place, it's packed.

What do you think it is, Daddy?

Prices are just so low?

What do I think it
is? It's the music.

But you have music,
I mean, those ladies.

The Thorndike Sisters?

Sure, but this is
what the kids want.

Adults, too.

Yeah, sure looks like it.

You know something?

If I could find a
group like that,

I bet this place would be empty.

I'm sure it would be, Daddy.

Where do you find
people like this?

My agent'll find
you some groups.

He will?

Sure. I mean, if you
want to audition some.

I mean, I mean, if
you have a feeling

that you'd like to do that.

I mean, if that's your idea.

Call him in the morning.

If we find the right group,
I'll try them out Friday night.

That's great.

Well, let's go.

But you haven't
touched your food yet.

I'm stuffed. We
just ate an hour ago.

Pretty proud of
yourself, I'll bet.

You'd win.

You know, Donald,
it's really a good feeling

to be able to do
something for your parents.

I mean, not just the kind of
thing that they ask you for,

like, like, making them proud,

but really contributing
to their happiness

by getting involved with them.

I don't think your father
wants you to get involved.

You know, I'd always
heard that one day suddenly,

you wake up and you're
your parent's parent,

and they're their
children's children.

I think I'm going to really
like being Daddy's parent.

Good, honey. And you'll
make a wonderful parent,

if you remember one thing.

What? Stay out of
your kids' business.

♪♪ [rock]

How do you like them?
They're great, huh?

Sorry, Mr. Gould, they're
just not right for La Parisienne.

Why?

I couldn't even let
them in my restaurant.

The Board of Health
would take my license away.

Don't you have a group that's...

That's more way
out, more electronic?

More washed?

I've got the group for you.

Okay, Grubbers, thanks.

I got the perfect group.

Clean-cut, healthy,
rosy cheeked.

A nicer group of
guys aren't around.

I'll show you what I mean.

Say, Little Blue Boys,
next. Come on in.

♪♪ [rock]

They sound great.

I can't tell the difference.

Ann, what do you think?

I think they're perfect.

The young people will love them

and they won't offend
the older customers.

That's exactly
what I was thinking.

Okay, Mr. Gould, I'll try them.

Mr. Marie, I guarantee
you made the perfect choice.

Okay, Blue Boys, that's good.

I think you made the
right choice, Mr. Marie.

I certainly hope so.

Oh, Daddy, I am so proud of you.

Why? Because you're
really a man of action.

When you make up your
mind to do something,

nobody can stop you.

Oh, that's where
you get it from.

[laughter]

Man, he's the last guy in the
world I thought would hire us.

Yeah, he sure was you
know, straight-looking.

Did the agent tell him
about our new finale?

He couldn't have, I
forgot to tell the agent.

Look, let's not.

We'll just do it.

The place is up in Brewster.

It's a good place to try it out.

I don't know, man. It
might be kind of wild

for those, you know,
people up there.

Look, man, they're
doing it in every play

on and off Broadway this year.

It's legal.

It'll lend the act some class.

And publicity.

No other act in the country
does a finale totally naked.

Harry, how're we doing?

Oh, hi, kids. Look.

We stopped taking reservations
at 2:00 this afternoon.

Everybody in town'll be here.

Oh, that's great. Fantastic.

Where's Daddy? He
must be so excited.

He went home to get
dressed about a half hour ago.

Did The Blue Boys show up yet?

Uh-huh. They rehearsed and they're
back in their dressing room now.

Come on, Don. Let's go home,
we'll come back with Daddy.

Right. See you later.

Cool, baby. Dig,
beat, beat daddy,

eight to the bar, 23
skidoo and crazy, man.

Harry, you have just spanned
the entire generation gap.

♪ I love the sea because
the sea is where it's at ♪

♪ Bah bah bah bah ♪

Hey man, don't
lie around like that.

You'll get wrinkled.

These aren't the clothes I'm going
to be wearing for the big finale.

I know that. I'm talking
about the encore.

Your skin will get wrinkled.

Hi. Oh, you look wonderful.

Hello, Mrs. Marie. Hello, Don.

Are you all ready
for the big evening?

Do I look like the wife
of brilliant impresario?

You certainly do. Where's Daddy?

Oh, he's anointing himself
with sacred opening night oils.

Good evening.

Well, Mr. Hip.

Where did you get
the Nehru jacket?

From Jake Goldberg,

Brewster's guru to the stars.

Yeah, but Nehru jackets
went out a year ago.

Well, this one's going
out twice this year.

Once tonight and once tomorrow,

when I bring it
back to Goldberg.

Aren't you forgetting something?

What?

Your love beads.

Oh, when I go
hep, I go all the way.

You're supposed to
wear them on the outside.

Not that all the way.

Your Highness, shall we depart?

Are we going by car, or is
Sabu bringing up the elephant?

♪♪ [rock]

Oh, good evening,
Reverend, Mrs. Crawford.

Hi, Ann. I see your father
finally is taking my advice.

Oh, you mean the music?

No, he's finally hired
a pretty hostess.

Oh, thank you.
But it's kind of busy.

You know what a nut
Daddy is about good service.

Hope everything's all right.

Just fine, and the
music is wonderful.

Oh, thanks. Tell Daddy.

Hello, Sheriff.
Business or pleasure?

Both maybe.

Anything wrong?

A few suspicious
characters around here.

What are you talking about?

There's some guy walking
around in a weird-looking jacket.

There's nothing worse
than a funny sheriff.

Now are you going to sit down

or you gonna go
out and steal apples?

I'm going to go out
and make the rounds.

But I'll be back later.

Lou, great music.

I appreciate that.

Oh, Daddy.

I never thought the place
would ever get this crowded.

Oh, did you see the Hendricks?

Yes, and the Quigleys
and their friends.

Half the county must be here.

You give them good food
and now great entertainment,

who can beat that?

It's all know-how.

You don't stay in the
restaurant business for 40 years

being a dummy.

Daddy, I'm so proud of you.

Excuse me, man.

What is it, boy?

Well, we're going to
do our big number now.

I wonder if you want to
introduce us to the cats.

You want to meet
Morrie and Ellen Katz?

Uh, no, Daddy.

He means that they want to
be introduced to the crowd.

Oh. Yes, certainly.

And halfway through,
when I shout "Now,"

if you could lower the
lights, it'll be a wild effect.

Oh, great. Are you ready?

Right.

Go on, Daddy, introduce them.

No, honey, show business
is your department.

You go ahead,
I'll wait backstage.

Ladies and gentlemen.

Uh, ladies and gentlemen.

Thank you.

Mr. Hollinger has asked me...

I mean, Mr. Marie
has asked me...

How do you like that? I
forgot my father's name!

Well, I never really
call him Mr. Marie,

I usually just call him Hippie.

Anyway, Daddy has asked me

to, first of all, thank
you all for coming

to his premiere
night of his new policy

of having modern music.

And also to tell you
that The Little Boy Blues

have prepared a special
number for the occasion.

Ladies and gentlemen,
The Little Boy Blues.

[applause]

♪♪ [rock]

Daddy, isn't it fantastic?

Great, sweetie. Which
one's the dimmer?

That one over
there is for the stage.

Great. Okay, now watch them.

They're still playing.

[band member] Now!

Now.

[crowd murmurs]

Daddy, what's happening?

What's all the commotion?

Those crazy nuts are...

What are they... What
are they doing? What?

They're taking
off all their clothes.

Every stitch. You're kidding!

Don't you dare look!

I'll turn off all the lights.

Retirement is
definitely the answer.

I'll never be able to
face those people again.

I'll just close up the place
and we'll move away.

Can't you just sell it, Daddy?

As what? A nudist colony?

I suppose I could
sell the fixtures.

But my good name
means nothing now.

Lou, what happened
at the police station?

Nothing, thank goodness.

They believed that I didn't
know what was going on,

and the kids themselves
admitted it was a surprise.

Shouldn't we have gone
back to the restaurant

to see what was happening?

What was happening?

You like to look
at blank spaces?

Take the Sunday edition
of the New York Times

and look at the
crossword puzzle.

Oh, Daddy, those
people are your friends.

They wouldn't desert
you just like that.

Now, I know you had reservations

for the second sitting.

Why don't you call and find out?

I'll bet the place
is filled up now.

Ann, don't be ridiculous.

Oh, Daddy, call Harry and see.

Come on, what can you lose?

All right, I'll call Harry.

[laughs]

What, Donald, what?

You should have seen the
expression on those people's faces.

Hello, Harry? Lou.

What? You're kidding!

No, I'll be right down.

What, Daddy, what?

Hold on, Harry.

The place is jammed.

Daddy, see, see!

No, it's not such
a "see, see" yet.

We've still got a problem.

The Blue Boys refuse
to do the second show

unless they can take their
clothes off in the finale.

Mr. Marie, can I have the
phone just for a second, please?

Thank you. Harry?

Listen, are The
Blue Boys still there?

Good, let me talk
to one of them.

What are you
going to do, Donald?

Shh, wait a minute.

Hello, Mr. Boy?

Yeah, this is Don Hollinger.

Listen, let me tell
you something.

Every combo rock
act in this country

is ending their act by
taking their clothes off.

Now, look, you really want
to draw some attention,

you really want to shock them?

Listen, I'll tell
you what you do.

You end your act
by putting clothes on.

No, no. Yeah, right.

At the end of the act,

you run off the stage,
put on your overcoats

and run back
on. They'll love it.

Yeah. No, really.

Listen, I'm telling you,
I'm a magazine writer,

I know.

I'll even give you
some publicity.

Good. Right, yeah.

They'll love it. Right. Bye-bye.

Hollinger, you're marvelous.

But what are we going
to give the customers

after The Blue Boys
engagement ends?

I've got an idea.

What is it?

Well, you probably
won't like it.

I bet I will.

You're going to have to
be the one to ask them.

Ask who?

Of course, they
probably won't do it.

Who might not want to do what?

The Thorndike Sisters.

[laughs] Ann!

What a night.

Well, good night, Mr. Marie.

Good night, Donald,
and thank you.

Yes, sir. Where's Mrs. Marie?

Conked out, sound
asleep already.

Honey, I'll go warm up the car.

That's a nice fella, Ann.

Oh, Daddy. Thank you.

For what?

You've never said that before.

Is that right?

Why shouldn't he be a nice guy?

My daughter likes him.

And I like him, too.

Oh, what could be more terrific

than the two most
important men in my life

liking each other?

He likes me?

Of course he does.

I wonder why.

Well, why not?

I think I've done
a marvelous job

of bringing you up.

Good night, kitten.

Good night.

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