That Girl (1966–1971): Season 4, Episode 22 - The Reunion - full transcript

You are absolutely
wrong. All right, all right.

That girl standing on the orange
crate eating those olive branches

wasn't representing
peace, what was she?

Freedom, Donald.

And that wasn't an orange
crate that she was standing on,

that was symbolic of elevation.

And that wasn't an olive branch
she was eating, that was any branch,

representing total oral freedom.

Whatever happened to shows like

Oklahoma and My Fair Lady?

I used to go them and relax.



Tonight I worried
throughout the whole play.

Great, Donald! That
means you were involved.

What were you worried about?
Society? Prejudice? What?

Tell me.

I was worried about that poor
lady getting splinters in her tongue.

Honey, how many more
plays are there in this series?

Oh, I think three.

I think we have
one next Tuesday.

Let me see, we've already seen

The Deathly Chill
of Charlie Bananas...

[gasps] Donald!

It's here! It's here!

What's here?

My high school reunion!



I've got to send out
invitations and make

all the arrangements.

How did you think of
that all of a sudden?

Because, I was looking
in my five-year calendar.

See, they gave this
to me when I graduated

because I was the
class secretary treasurer.

See? "Send out
notices for reunion."

Look at that handwriting.

I always had good
marks in penmanship.

My circles were only average

but my ups and
downs were the best.

The worst, high school reunions.

I went to one once, I swore
I'd never go to an other one.

You may not go to anymore of yours, Donald,
but you are definitely coming to mine.

No I'm not, honey,
I can't stand them.

Hi, there. Remember
me from chemistry?

Remember the fun we
used to have in study hall?

Wonder if fat, old Mrs.
Gunther is still alive?

There she is.

Who?

Oh, she's gorgeous!

Elaine Pessin.

Not that girl.

That girl!

♪♪ [theme]

Oh, my gosh!

There's the other Ann!

Oh, I forgot all about her.

Ann King.

We always sat
next to each other.

Her name started with "K"
and mine started with "M"

and since there weren't any
"L" s we were always together.

Everybody called me "Ann"
and her "the other Ann."

I think I'm going
to be nauseous.

Oh, Donald, you're really
going to love this reunion.

I'm not going to love it
or hate it, I'm not going.

Oh, Donald, now come on.

You've got to come.

I want to show you
off to my friends.

Honey, those
things are terrible.

Oh, Donald, please.

Give a "B."

A what? Gimme a "B."

Gimme an "R." Gimme
an "E-W-S-T-E-R!"

Brewster!

I am nauseous.

Oh, Donald, now come
on, you gotta get with it,

you gotta get into the spirit,

I need your help. Honey, look...

Oh, Donald, please, I've
got a million things to do.

I've got to send out
120 announcements.

I've got to pick a
time and a date,

I've got to set up a restaurant,

and you gotta help me
write the announcement.

All right, can we do it tomorrow?
I have to get home right now.

Why? Well, you see, I
have this algebra problem

for homework tomorrow

where this train leaves
New York for Chicago,

at 2:00 traveling at
sixty miles an hour

and the conductor
has the 72-hour virus

with X plus Y squared.

Mmm. What's pulling the train?

A locomotive.

B-R-E-W-S-T-E-R!

Donald! Okay, Donald, I'll stop.

Donald, I'll stop!

Oh, just a second,
honey, please sit down.

Okay.

Donald! Honey, I can't
talk just this minute, please.

Okay, just hang on.

[phone rings]

Hello?

Oh, hi, Bill.

Yeah. Yeah, fine.

Fine, okay, listen,

why don't we have
lunch later in the week?

Yeah, call me about Wednesday.

Okay, Bill, thank you,
thank you very much.

Donald? Just a
second, honey, please.

[phone rings]

Hello?

Hi, Jerry.

Yeah, it was a great
game, wasn't it?

Yeah, I think they're
going to win the division.

Sure! No, I'm positive.

Listen, why don't you
drop down here later, okay?

All right, bye-bye.

Donald?

Shh!

[telephone rings]

Hello?

Hi, Donald. Will
you please help me

with my reunion announcements?

All right.

You hung up on me?

Okay, give me
all the information.

I have everything you
need to know right here.

Okay.

Where's it going to be?

I don't have everything
you need to know.

Honey, how can you
invite people to a reunion

if you don't know
where it's going to be?

Yeah, you're
right, you're right.

Daddy's restaurant, I guess.

You guess?

Honey, I suggest
you have a meeting

to decide where
it's going to be.

You can't send out
announcements with a lot of guesses.

Yeah, you're right.

Oh, I know!

I'll send out announcements

to the old steering committee

and we'll have a
planning meeting

this Wednesday night to decide.

Good idea.

Okay, Donald, type that up.

Where? On the typewriter.

Where is the planning meeting?

Oh, I don't know.

Honey, why don't you call

a special meeting of
the steering committee

to decide where the steering
committee should meet?

Good idea.

That's a good idea.

Where should that meeting be?

[group cheering]
Roll, giraffees, roll!

Get that goal, giraffees, go!

We'll win the game,
we'll win the day!

[all laughing]

[shouting, laughing]

Hey, should we start now, Ann?

Why don't we wait
until Mike gets here?

He's the old president, let
him conduct the meeting.

What's Mike doing now?

He's in business with
his father... construction.

You're kidding! Wow!

I thought he always
wanted to be a lawyer!

No, he did, until he found out

he had to go to school for it.

[doorbell rings]

Daddy, you can
come in, you know.

Purple and gray?

All the blues and
golds were taken.

Hey! Hey, Mike!

Oh, it's so great to see you!

Let me look at you, you
look terrific! Oh, thank you.

Daddy, you remember Mike Foster?

Foster, how are you?
Oh, can't complain.

Because if you do,
who cares, right Lou?

[giggling] Yeah.

Lou... That's a sign
you're getting older

when you can call one of your
friend's fathers by their first name.

Hey, listen, how's
Helen? Who's Helen?

Ann's mother.

Oh, is that her name?

I still call her "Mrs. Marie."

Come on in. Listen, you
sure the old man's all right?

If you want, I'll take to Lou.

No, I think it's really best
that I handle daddy myself.

Bye, Ann. Bye. Bye-bye.

Good night, you
giraffee, you! Bye.

Bye.

"Handle Daddy?"

Uh, yes...

Mr. Marie, there is a business
proposition I would like to discuss

with you for just a minute.

Sit down.

How much?

What?

How much is this
reunion going to cost me?

On the contrary, Daddy,

I am prepared to offer
you money for this reunion.

Oh?

Mm-hmm.

The steering committee
of our class has hired me

to pick the restaurant for
our class reunion dinner.

And we would consider
having it at your place.

Consider?

If the price is right.

And if the price isn't right?

We'll have it at
Harry Jansen's place.

Harry Jansen's place
is a greasy spoon.

Flies won't even eat there.

He also has a son who is in
our graduating class, Daddy.

And in all fairness
we simply have to...

I have to get competitive bids

from both you and Mr. Jansen.

Ann, you're my daughter.

Daddy, being your daughter

has absolutely
nothing to do with this.

I love you more than Mr. Jansen.

And I'd rather have you
as a father than Mr. Jansen.

But I'm not speaking
to you as a daughter,

I am speaking to you
as a class representative.

Now, how much
would you charge us

for a roast beef dinner?

$5.50.

$5.50?

Daddy, I'm your daughter!

Aha!

Well, what I mean
is Mr. Jansen sells

a roast beef dinner for $3.75,

to the public!

Sure he does, and by the
time the public is finished

cutting the fat off of it,

they could stuff the
remaining meat in a hollow pea.

Daddy...

Have you ever tasted
one of Jansen's steaks?

No.

Neither has anybody
who ever ate one.

Oh, all right, how
about chicken?

How much would you
charge us for a chicken dinner?

At my place, $4.00,
at Jansen's, your life.

Daddy, will you come on?

I need your help.

All right, I tell
you what I'll do.

You hold your
reunion at Jansen's

and I'll provide free
sandwiches the next morning,

for all the relatives
in the waiting room

of the County General Hospital.

Gee, Ann, you
didn't have to call me.

Whatever you and Mr. Jansen

agree upon is
fine with the class.

Oh, no, Mike, my father owns

one of the restaurants
that we're bargaining with,

and I think it's only right that
somebody else from the class is here.

I don't ever want there ever
to be a question of favoritism.

Terrific. I think
you're just swell.

You always were.

Now, Ann, I think I've got

a price that should please you.

Oh, fine.

A roast beef dinner,
which will include salad,

two vegetables,
soup, a roll, and ices,

and special price
for my son's class,

$3.00 a plate.

Wow, that sounds terrific.

Yeah, it certainly does.

Uh, tell me Mr. Jansen,
will that be lean meat?

Lean meat?

Oh, yes, I see.

Is your father still telling

his hollow pea
joke about my food?

Well, I... I just feel

that I do have an
obligation to my class.

It will be the same meat
your father would serve.

Well, my father's
prices are much higher.

Sure, and I could
charge more, too.

If I wanted to hire
waiters who talk French,

put out linen napkins.

Your father charges at least
a dollar more for atmosphere.

I don't sell
atmosphere, I sell food.

Of course, if your class is
interested in atmosphere...

Excuse me, Mr. Jansen.

Ann, we'll have it
here. It's cheaper.

We'll save a fortune.

Yeah, I guess so.

How much do you have in
the class account anyhow?

How much do I have?
In what account?

The class account.

You remember. Graduation?

We took the treasure and gave
it to you to save for the reunion.

$360!

$360?

You gave me?

[stuttering] I... Where? When?

When did you give me $360?

You were the treasurer.

Oh! Oh... Sure, I
was the treasurer.

I mean, for a minute there,

I didn't even know what
you were talking about.

Of course, of course,

I know I was the treasurer.

I have to call a person.

Like that?

Hello, Donald?

Hi?

It's Ann.

Fine... uh, Don.

I, uh... I just want to ask you

a couple of questions.

[whispering] Donald, did I
ever mention anything to you

about having any money
for a class reunion?

I didn't think I did.

Oh, the second question, yeah,

Donald, could you please
meet me at my apartment

in an hour and a half?

I've lost that money and I
think I'm going to need you

to hold me when I'm having
this panic I'm expecting.

Oh, I can't remember.

Some of those kids must have
been on that committee with me.

What amazes me is that you didn't
remember anything about the money

and that guy Mike
remembered it was exactly $360.

Well, there were
120 kids in the class

and I guess the
dues were $3 a piece.

My father!

Another one of those sentences.

You father, what?

If I did have that money,

I'll bet I gave it to
Daddy to hold for me.

I'm going to call him.

It's almost 12:00.

I've got to know, Donald.

Your father may be sleeping.

Well, I'm his daughter.

You may have to
remind him of that.

What's the matter? What
am I going to say when

he asks me where
we're having the reunion?

Tell him you picked Jansen's

because the price
was a dollar cheaper.

He'll understand
that. You think he will?

Of course not.

Well, I'm going to call him
anyway. I've got to know, Donald,

I won't sleep until I
know about that money.

All right, then call.

What will I say about Jansen's?

I agree, if you tell him you
picked Jansen's because

the price was
cheaper, he'll be upset.

Wait a minute! I know
what you can say.

What?

Tell him it's because
the food is better.

Donald! That's twice
you've probably woke him up.

You think it rang?

[phone rings] Yeah.

Hello? Oh, hi, Daddy.

Well, it was me. I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, Daddy.

Daddy! Daddy!

I'm in trouble.

Daddy!

It's about money.

I'll tell you about
the dinner later.

I just want to ask
you a question.

Do you remember when I
graduated from high school?

Daddy, I know you remember when I
graduated, will you just let me finish?

Did I give you
$360 to hold for me?

Daddy... Oh, okay.

All right, I guess I didn't.

The dinner? Uh, well,

I'll tell you about it
later. You sleep well.

Uh, well, we're going to
have it at Jansen's, bye.

Because the price was cheaper.

[phone rings]

Because the price was cheaper.

That's it. Okay, let's here it.

No, you read it to yourself.
Oh, come on Donald,

read it to me. Honey, I
made myself sick writing it,

I'd die if I had to re-read
it. Oh, give it to me.

"A roll, giraffees, a roll,

and salad and soup in a bowl."

I can't stand it, honey,
I really can't stand it.

"They'll be dini" and dancin'

at the cafe of Jansen."

"For the reunion
of our high ecole"

Ugh!

That's cute, Donald.
That's very cute.

Ecole means "school"
in French, and it rhymes

with "roll" and "bowl."

It's a perfect
limerick and I love it.

Write another one
because nobody will get it.

Ann! Oh Donald, please.

I really can't do it, I just
can't think of anything

but that dumb $360,
what am I going to do?

Honey, do you want
me to loan it to you?

No, no, it's gotta
be someplace, right?

Hello, Helen. Listen.

I'm going to drive into the city

and give Ann that $360.

Of course I didn't have
it. She never gave it to me.

She so upset about
this whole thing that I...

Helen!

If she can't remember
whether she gave it to me,

then how can she remember
whether she didn't give it to me?

Right.

I'll probably be home late.

No, I won't tell
her it's from me.

She'd never take it.

Good-bye, Helen.

Okay, that's the last
one, Warren Debbs.

Those are the three people
I remember working with

on the treasury report.

One of those kids has
got to have the money.

All right, suppose one
of them does, what then?

Well, I'll just kind of casually
bring it up at the reunion.

I'm sure they
just forgot about it.

Suppose they all deny having it.

Well then, I'll watch them.

Because I can tell when
a person is lying, Donald.

It's an eye thing. It always
happens. I can always tell.

Suppose one or all of them

doesn't come to the reunion.

Well then, we'll
know why, won't we?

[knock on door] Who is it?

Your father.

Oh, Daddy!

Hello, sweetheart.

Well, well.

Hello, Mr. Marie.

Are you always here, Hollinger?

Well, when we
don't go out to dinner,

I'm usually here
at this hour, yes.

What are you doing here, Daddy?

Not that I'm not glad
to see you, I always am.

I mean, any time.

How come?

I found your money. [gasps]

Oh, Daddy! Oh, how fantastic!

Where was it? Where was it?

Where was it?

It was in the bank, of course.

You gave it to me, I put it in
the bank and forgot about it.

Then there's probably
some interest due on it.

What? Well, if it's been
in the bank all these years,

it's probably earned at
least 4% interest a year.

And you owe that, too.

How terrific! Is that right?

Uh, yes, of course it's right.

I'll figure out the interest.

You're fibbing, Daddy.

You're fibbing about
the whole thing.

What are you talking about?

It's an eye thing, I can see it.

You're doing an
eye thing, Daddy.

You're giving this
out of your own pocket

just to make me feel better.

I told you, it was in the bank.

Daddy?

Well, what the difference?

I'll chalk it off a
dollar a day for a year.

After all, you are worth it.

Oh, Daddy, thank
you, but I can't take it.

And besides, a dollar
a day would be $365.

She's right.

Do you mind?

Well, Sherlock, do
you see the suspects?

Yes, yes,

There's Estelle Stone with
the blue ribbon, dancing.

She could be hiding the money.

The eyes, Donald,
watch the eyes.

Oh, and there's Melville Watson.

He was our class vice president.

He was on the committee, too.

See the one with the cards?

[Donald] He brings
cards with him?

[Ann] He's a very good magician.

Just the type who could
make $360 disappear.

Oh! There's another one.

Rusty Farrell.

See the one with the red hair?

That's why we
called her "Rusty."

Oh, really?

I thought it was
because she squeaked.

You wanna get some punch?

Hey, Ann! Ann!

Oh, Estelle, hi!

How are you? I'm fine.

I haven't seen
you since biology.

I know.

This is my husband, Flip.

He was a year ahead
of us, remember?

Scored 22 points
against Hillsgrove.

Oh, congratulations. Thank you.

Is this your husband?

No, I'm not married.

Awww... And this
is Donald Hollinger.

Don, this is Flip
and Estelle Stone.

Uh, Webber, Webber.

Oh, yes, Webber.

Play much basketball, Don?

Uh, not since the '64 Olympics.

Olympics, uh, Olympics.

Uh, Hollinger. I don't
remember that name.

I played for Lithuania.

Oh. They're good.

Bye. See you later.

Bye.

Well?

Oh, no, no, definitely not.

Mm-mm.

Mm-mm.

Ha ha! I remember the time

you blew up the
sink in chemistry.

And old Miss Betch
just stood there

staring at you in shock
with her hair in flames.

Yeah. Right, right.

And... And... And
remember, though,

w-when we all
collected the money

for the class reunion?

Weren't Melville and Estelle
on that committee with us?

Right. That's right.

And... And remember all
the money came pouring in?

And remember
what happened to it?

What?

♪♪ [slow dancing]

So how have you been, Melville?

Marvelous, Ann. And you?

Oh, fine. Just fine.

Lot of water's certainly
gone under the bridge

since we were
all in high school.

You bet.

Yeah.

Yeah, a lot's sure happened

since you and
Warren and Rusty and I

were given the money for
this class reunion tonight.

You bet.

Ha ha!

It's funny how you
always say "You bet."

You used to bet quite a bit

in those days, I remember.

Gee, that's right.

Seems like I always had
a bet going on something.

Ha ha ha! Bet
you lost a few, too.

Oh, I sure did.

Uh-huh.

I, uh, I noticed

that you were doing
your card tricks tonight.

Ha ha!

Bet you play a lot of cards.

No. I just keep in practice

for when I entertain the
youth groups at my church.

Your church?

Mm-hmm. I'm a minister now.

Oh.

Oh. Oh, my gosh.

Isn't that nice?

Sure, I could tell.

I could tell by your eyes.

That's lovely.

A minister of the church.

Now, honey, you
sure you don't want me

to write out one of my checks

and then you can
pay me back later?

No, that's okay, Donald.

I think I've got enough
money in my account

to cover it.

It's just a waste, though.

I wish I could have
found that money.

I'm sorry, honey.

You wanted to see me, Ann?

Oh, yes, Mr. Jensen.
I just wanted

to give you the
check for tonight.

You do? Yeah.

Well, wonderful Go right ahead.

Uh, Mr. Jensen,
while we're waiting,

I was wondering
whether you'd like

to make a small contribution

to one of my favorite charities.

Well, what is it?

Well, you see, we're
trying to help this poor girl

find a little piece of mind,

and we only need the last $360.

Cute.

Here you are.

Oh, good, good.

Well, now let me see.

Which pocket
shall I put this in?

I can't put it in this pocket

because that's where the
$360 check is from Lou Marie.

Daddy gave you a check?

Mm-hmm.

And I can't put
it in this pocket

because that's
where I put the check

from Estelle Webber.

Donald, it was Estelle.

See, I knew it.

She had good eyes. I
could tell by her eyes

that she wasn't lying.

But she never said anything.

I never asked her. It
doesn't make any difference.

Isn't that terrific?
Daddy gave him a check.

Oh, Donald, isn't that sweet?

Could I please have
back my father's check?

Oh, of course, Ann.

Here.

It's a shame, though.

I mean with all that money,

over a thousand dollars,

you could have had some reunion.

I'll say. We could have had the
same dinner at Daddy's place.

Touché.

♪♪ [slow dancing]

You know, reunion nights
aren't so terrible after all.

See?

Of course it all depends

if you find a nice quiet
corner to dance in like this.

[chuckles]

I agree with you 100%.

And the truth is,

if we can find a spot like
this at your next reunion,

I'd be more than
thrilled to come with you.

[chuckles]

I knew you'd see it that way.

You want a drink or anything?

Oh, no, Donald, I just
want to dance like this

all night with you.

Perfect.

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