That Girl (1966–1971): Season 4, Episode 7 - The Snow Must Go On - full transcript

On a snowy winter day, Donald and Ann are driving Ann's parents to JFK Airport for their snowbird flight to Cornivaca, Mexico, after which Donald will drop Ann off at an audition for a play. Ann is excited about this audition if only because it was the first time that a producer asked for her specifically by name, as opposed to the regular routine of them asking her agent for a "type". All their plans may be in jeopardy when the snow turns into a blizzard meaning that no flights are taking off, and the roads in and out of the airport are closed. Donald and Lew see the blizzard as an opportunity, Donald who thinks he can write a story for the magazine about the blizzard from some unique perspective of being stranded at the airport, and Lew who learns that the restaurant is running low on food and decides to hoard it all for later resale when all the stranded people get hungry. Ann, however, has to figure out a way to get back into town for her audition, which she learns can't be postponed since they need to go into rehearsals immediately following casting. Donald and Ann believe that if Ann can't make her way to the audition in person, there may be other ways to audition.

[knock on door] Come in, Donald.

Hey! How about that!

What? The coat!

Oh, it's new. [laughs]
That's pretty funny.

Funny? You know how
long I've been saving?

It couldn't be as
long as the coat.

I'll change it.

Oh, honey, honey, I'm
sorry. I'm just kidding.

I really love it. You really do?

Yes, I do. Let's go.

Are my parents in the car?



Yes, they are, and
they're very nervous

about getting to
the airport on time.

The roads are terrible.

Well, let's go, Donald.

I've gotta be back for
that audition at 3:00.

We'll make it. Are you sure?

Positive. Come on.

To a terrific vacation.
Thank you, darling.

And to your success at
the audition this afternoon.

Oh, yes.

Ecch. What do you mean ecch?

This is very expensive stuff.

There's something about
champagne in paper cups.

It's like a tuxedo
and white socks.



She's right. I hate the taste
of a tuxedo and white socks.

Oh, I wish you were coming
with us to Corevinacca...

wherever that is.

Cuernavaca. Oh.

It's a great resort spot, Helen.

Take my word for it.
We'll have a ball there.

I'll bet. What could
be more wonderful

than going to an
undertakers convention?

Please, Helen.

We refer to ourselves
as morticians.

[laughs] Ourselves?

Are you thinking of
branching out, Mr. Marie?

No. Daddy has this
friend who's a travel agent,

and he snuck Mom and Dad on
this morticians' chartered flight.

And that's cheaper
than a regular flight?

Cheaper? It cost more
for a duck to fly down there.

Shh.

Good afternoon.
Are we having fun?

We're boozing up a storm...

in a meditative way
of course. Splendid.

Mr. Bailey is in charge of
our mortician's convention.

Oh. Congratulations.

It's a... It's a great
comfort to all of us

to, uh, know that
you're in charge.

Thank you, my dear.

When are we going
to take off, Mr. Bailey?

As soon as they clear the
snow off the runway, dear lady.

Peace.

He makes it all
sound so eternal.

Maybe he's flown
Mañana Airlines before.

Donald, we better get going.

I don't wanna be
late for my audition.

With the snow and everything,

the roads are gonna be terrible.

Is this a good part, dear?

Oh, Mom, it's a terrific part.

But the really big thing is

that I've got a great
chance to get it.

I mean, this is one
of the first times

that a producer called my agent

and asked for me by name.

How do they usually
ask for you? By number?

No. But they usually
call up and they ask for

a girl with long black hair

or a Zelda Jones
type or something.

But this time
they actually said,

"We'd like to see Ann Marie
and have her read for us."

That's wonderful, darling.

Wonderful? It's perfect.

Listen, I'll pull the car up
to the front of the building.

Have a good trip, Mr. Marie.

Thank you. Good-bye, Hollinger.

Bye, Mom. Darling,
Take care of yourself.

You take care of yourself.

Bye, sweetheart. Bye. Have fun.

[Man on P.A.] Your
attention please.

Emergency announcement.

All access roads to the
airport have been closed down

because of hazardous
driving conditions.

Oh, no!

You are requested to
remain in the terminal

until further notice.

You're kidding.
You can't do that.

Please, sir.

The one thing we
don't want is panic.

Panic? You think this is panic?

You wanna see panic?

Keep your eye on that girl.

♪♪ [theme]

What am I gonna do?

I don't know, Miss.

This may sound silly,

but maybe I could
fly to Cuernavaca

and from there take a
plane back to Newark,

and from Newark, I could
take a cab to New York.

You're right, sweetheart,
it does sound silly.

Attention, please.

Due to heavy
snowdrifts on the runway,

Flight 12 to Cuernavaca
is temporally suspended.

Suspended? What does that mean?

We will advise you as
soon as weather conditions

permit us to
reschedule the flight.

You didn't have
to tell everybody.

Oh, yes, I did.

Sorry.

I better call my agent.

She's gonna call her agent.

I've gotta reach my agent.

He's been half an hour.

What's he doing in there?

Maybe he's delivering a eulogy.

Yeah.

Yeah, Seymour.
Okay, thanks. Bye.

Well... What's the matter?

He said they have to
cast the part by tonight.

They go into
rehearsal in two days.

Oh, honey, that's too bad.

Ann, it could stop
snowing any minute now.

Oh, Daddy. How do
I get back into town?

You could call the producer
and audition for him on the phone.

Audition for him on the phone?

That just might work!

It could work!

Your attention, please.

The Weather Bureau
has officially declared

the present storm a blizzard.

Mom! He said I can do it!

He said I could
audition over the phone.

That's wonderful,
dear. I better study.

Mother, do you know
what this means?

They never let anybody audition
over the phone, but they're letting me.

Well, they probably understand
about the snow problem.

Well, sure, but if were just an
unimportant person to them...

I mean, if I were
just somebody else,

they'd just say forget about it.

But they didn't
say forget about it.

They said I could
audition over the phone.

Oh, Mother, I only wish
you were in show business.

You could understand
the importance of them

saying I could
audition over the phone.

What did the producer say, dear?

He said she could audition
over them for the phone.

Excuse me. I'm gonna go study.

I just heard something
very interesting. Oh?

The restaurant's out of food.

Really?

Well, maybe you better
get a couple of sandwiches

at the snack bar just to have.

Well, all right, but this will
be over in a couple of hours.

There's no reason to
feel concerned, dear.

I'm concerned.

Hello? Angie? Don.

Listen, pout me through to the
special events editor, will you, please?

Yeah. Thanks a lot.

Hello? Who's this?

Jimmy. Good. Don Hollinger.

Listen, I'm stuck out
here at Kennedy Airport,

and I thought I'd pick up
something on the blizzard.

Is there any special angle
you want me to go on?

The snow.

That's terrific, Jimmy.

You really dug up the subtle
approach to the whole thing.

And particular method
of delving into the snow?

Like... Listen. It's effect
on the individuals out here.

The subjection of man's
technology to nature.

Or... wait a minute. Uh... uh...

How man reacts when he's
forced to live in a closed society.

Yeah. Huh?

The... the what?

The joyous work of Jack Frost?

Jimmy...

Jimmy, will you let
me handle this one?

Yeah. Thanks.

The joyous works...

Son, give me 35 ham and
cheese sandwiches to go.

35 sandwiches? Shh!

Keep your voice down.

Better make that an even 40.

20 with mustard.

Excuse me. Aah!

It's you.

Mr. Marie, I'd like your
reaction to something.

My reaction to what? To
what's going on out here.

I just called the magazine, and my
editor wants me to do a piece on it.

Oh, I'm very happy for you, Don.

Why don't you go
tell Ann about it?

You know what fascinates me

is how people will
react to all of this.

Will it bring out the best
in them or the worst?

You'll find folks are content
to take what comes along.

Same as the next fellow.

You know, I may use that quote.

What, are you having a snack?

No, no, no. No,
just a cup of coffee.

Mister, did you say 35 or 40?

35 or 40 what?

That's counter-man slang.

You see, 35 means
coffee with cream.

40 means without.

40.

You know, I could use some, too.

Give me 40.

With mustard?

In my coffee?

Hollinger, I'll
bring it over to you.

You better get
going on that story.

Yeah, right. Oh, you
know what I heard?

The restaurant is
running low on supplies.

I wonder if anybody's
gonna try and hoard food.

To ask the question
is to answer it.

That's very true.

Now, Mother, you're
gonna be my sister in this.

Are you sure you want
me to do this, Ann?

I'm no actress.
Oh, you'll be terrific.

All you have to do is
cue me on my lines.

Am I your younger
or older sister?

Younger. Younger, huh?

Well, what kind
of a person am I?

Well, you're a, uh... Mother.

Mr. Howard, are you ready?

Do you want me to
cue you, Miss Marie?

No, no, that's okay. I've
already arranged for that.

This is my mother, Mrs. Marie.

Hello. I'm Ann's mother.

Hi.

Whenever you're ready, go ahead.

Okay. Fine.

"Look, Betsy, you
can learn from me."

"Learn from you? You're
nothing but a tramp."

"Yeah.

"I suppose I am, but...

"it's because I know
that road, Betsy.

"and I can help
you find a detour.

"Look at me.

"Sure, my life is one
party after another.

"I'm not proud of it.

"I know I'm not gonna
tell you it hasn't been fun,

"but it's fun that
leads me into trouble."

I'm sorry, Mr. Bailey,
it's occupied.

It certainly is.

Do you mind waiting?

If I can't wait, who can?

"But remember," live
it like Mary Thatcher,

"and you'll end up
like Mary Thatcher,

a big, fat... zero."

An excellent reading
under the circumstances.

And?

Well, I'm definitely interested,

but it's... it's hard to make
a decision long distance.

It's only a ten-cent call.

Tell you what.

You come in tomorrow at
noon and read for me again.

I'll hold the part open.

But suppose I'm
still stuck out here?

Well, let's hope the
roads are open by then.

But you realize I've
got to lock up this part.

Don't worry. I'll be there.

I'll be there. Bye.

Oh, Mom, thanks.

Donald, I think I've got a
really good chance for it.

They're gonna hold the part
open for me until tomorrow.

Oh, honey, that's great!

[Man on P.A.] We
are sorry to report

that the Weather
Bureau has informed us

the storm will continue
at present strength

at least another 24 hours.

You're sorry?

You're not sorry.
You've got a job.

Here's sorry. Ann Marie's sorry.

Oh, Donald.

It's so wrong of
me to feel so bad.

It's just that it's
such a great chance

and this darn snow's
gonna ruin it for me.

Honey, it's not wrong
of you to feel bad at all.

Oh, yes, it is.

There are people stuck out here
with bigger problems than me.

Mothers with hungry children.

Soldiers trying to
get home on leave.

Old people who might get ill.

A magazine writer with a
dumb girl crying on his shoulder.

I only really need one shoulder.

I just keep the other
one around for you.

I'm getting hungry. So am I.

I'm sure they'll find
some way to feed us.

Say, porter, can you help me?

I've lost my locker key.

It's okay, I've got a pass key.

Oh, that's wonderful.

Just tell me your locker number.

My locker number?

I don't remember.

I can't help you, mister.

Thanks a lot.

[sniffs]

What do you want?
Nothing, mister.

Whatcha doing? Sniffing lockers.

Why? It's my hobby.

I sniff lockers and try
to guess what's in 'em.

Really? Let's see.

Okay.

[sniffs]

Brown briefcase and a raincoat.

Let me try.

Be my guest.

[sniffs]

This one smells
like ham and cheese.

Whatcha got, Mr. Marie?

Salvation. 40 sandwiches.

[loudly] 40 sandwiches?

You and your big mouth.

Here you are. Oh,
you're welcome.

Save one for your
kid sister, huh?

Hey, could I have one? No.

Well, he already had one.

Bless his heart. My
Jed's a growing boy.

He certainly is.

Sorry, everybody. We're all out.

Doggone it. What's
the matter, Daddy?

I can't eat this sandwich.

They forgot to
put mustard on it.

Here, kid.

You sweet man.

You never eat mustard.

Hey, look at that.

[whispering] Wake up. Wake up.

Where am I?

What do you know?
People really do say that.

Come on, wake up. Oh, Donald.

Oh, Donald, did it stop snowing?

No, it hasn't, but we
don't care about that.

What do you mean we don't care?

I've gotta get back into
town to see Mr. Howard.

The roads are all closed.

Your car's probably
under the snow.

Roads and cars are for people.

Helicopters are for stars.

Helicopter? Yeah.

ABC is sending in some
TV people with a helicopter.

And guess who's got that helicopter
for the trip back to New York?

Oh, Donald! I love
you! I love you!

I love you! I love you!

I don't know why
you're so excited.

After all, it's just a part.

Oh, Donald, I wouldn't trade
you for Richard Burton who.

Richard Burton who?

That's what you would have
said if I said Richard Burton.

[chuckles]

Honey. Honey, come
on. The helicopter's here.

It's here! It's here!
Right now? It's here?

I think right now you could
fly to New York without it.

Mr. Don Hollinger?
Yeah, right here.

Read to to go back? Yes, we are!

Just a minute, Captain.

I'm afraid I'll have to
commandeer your transportation.

Commandeer? Who are you?

I'm Dr. Levy, the
airline physician.

I got a might sick
patient on my hands.

Oh.

What happened to him?

Poor lad. He was up all night

with terrible stomach cramps.

It was my sandwiches. He
ate like a condemned man.

Rush this boy to Nassau County
General. It may be his appendix.

It's not his appendix.
It was my sandwiches.

Probably just a
little indigestion.

Oh, Daddy, please.
They have to take it.

Bless you, my dear.

Sir, if ever I can be of assistance
to you in a professional way...

Thanks, but I
plan to bury myself.

I'm so sorry, honey.

Oh, that's okay, Donald.

After all, it's just a part.

I'm still stuck out
here, Mr. Howard.

Oh, that's a shame, Miss Marie.

I liked your reading a lot.

You want me to read again?

I'm afraid that isn't enough.

I want to look at you.

But you've got my pictures.

I mean, you asked for me.

No, no, I mean how
you move, how you react.

So... well, under
the circumstances...

Yeah. I... I understand.

Well, thanks a lot, Mr. Howard.

I'm terrible sorry.

Good-bye... and, uh, good luck.

Yeah, bye.

Well, I blew it.

Can't he keep the
part open any longer?

No, not with rehearsals
starting tomorrow.

Hey! Don Hollinger!

Larry! How are
you? Nice to see you!

You stuck out here, too?

No, I just flew in
on the ABC copter.

Oh, yeah, yeah. I
know about that copter.

Oh, I'm sorry. Larry,
this is my girl, Ann Marie.

Ann, this is Larry
McCormick, ABC news.

Hi. How do you do?

We're taping a 1:00 news
special on the snow emergency.

Want your picture took, Don?

You gotta be kidding.

How about you, Miss Marie?

You can say hello to
the folks back home.

They're here, too.

Oh, that's too bad.

We could use a pretty face.

Well, see ya later.

So long, Larry. Nice to see you.

Come on, honey.
Let's find your folks.

Hey, Donald! Wait
a minute! What?

He's gonna be
interviewing people.

He could interview me,
and I could be known.

I could be her!

And he'd really be
interviewing her, not me,

and they could see me being her.

Jed's sandwiches
went to his appendix.

I think yours has
gone to your brain.

No, no, what I mean is

he could interview
me as Mary Thatcher.

I could be me in the play,

and if I call Mr. Howard,

he could watch me doing it.

I could have an audition
right on television!

Honey, he's out here to cover
a once-in-a million news story.

Kennedy Airport snowed in.

Hi, folks, this is
Larry McCormick

coming to you from
Kennedy Airport.

Now I know you're all
waiting for the live coverage

of the situation out here,
and we're gonna bring it to you.

But first, here's little Ann
Marie as Mary Thatcher.

Oh, Donald, can't you
try and see it my way?

Honey, look, I know
how important this...

What?

What? Look at your
face. Your face is wet.

Come over here
and look at your face.

What's the matter
with it? Nothing.

But if Helen of Troy's face
launched a thousand ships,

your face could sink 'em.

What does that mean?

[sighs] It means
I'll talk to him.

I'll call Mr. Howard.

No, I didn't have the guts to
tell him what you were gonna do.

I just asked him
to interview you.

Oh.

Well, how will work
into the audition part?

[chuckles] You'll
think of something.

And your family's
back home in Iowa.

Well, you certainly have an
interesting story to tell them.

Gonna be very interesting

telling them how you got
snowed in at Kennedy Airport.

Well, thank you very much,
sir, and good luck to you.

And here comes a very
attractive young lady.

May I know your name? Ann Marie.

Tell me, Miss Marie,
are you here alone?

Uh, well, uh... No, actually,
I'm here with my kid sister.

And how old is she? Betsy.

Uh, Betsy's a mixed-up teenager.

You know, a confused, lost kid.

No idea what life's all about.

I see. Well, where were you
bound for when the storm hit?

Hong Kong, Rio, Port Said.

Wherever there's a wild party

and guys who like to... swing.

Yes. Now, here's a
fellow right over here...

Don't, uh... Don't you wanna
know what I do for a living?

No! I'm a tramp.

Nice. Now, would...

That's right. I try to
take life as it comes.

I live each day like it was the
seventh game in the World Series

and the bases were
just as loaded as I am.

Uh, here's a fellow I want
to talk to right over here.

I didn't ask to be
born, you know.

It certainly wasn't
my idea, either.

But I'm here now, and
I'm gonna live it my way,

'cause I don't need anybody.

Mary Thatcher's
gonna do it her way.

She doesn't need
anybody... especially you.

Oh, good grief.

[whispering] ...then when you
came up, I said that I knew you,

and then she came up with
some wacky idea that would...

Ladies and gentlemen,
I've just learned

that we've all been a part
of show business history.

Oh, Mr. Howard, really?

Do you really mean it? [laughs]

What about my movements?
Did you like my movements?

Oh, that's terrific!

Oh, sure, the director's gonna
have some ideas of his own, sure.

Oh, don't worry.
I'll be there on time.

Tomorrow for the
rehearsal, 1:00 sharp.

Thanks a lot. Bye.

Donald!

That's great!

[Larry] A part of history.

Let's hear it for
the little lady.

[applause]

[knock on door]

Who is it? Marvin.

Marvin?

You're not Marvin.

That's Marvin.

And that is Gregory.

I like your friends.

Wait till you meet
Constantine Apopopolis.

I can't wait.

Anything important?

Nothing you can see.
It's all way too personal.

Two "residents,"
four "occupants,"

and a postcard from Mom
and Dad in Cuernavaca.

Oh, yeah? What do they say?

"Dear Ann. We're
having a wonderful time.

"Daddy and Mr. Bailey have
become very close friends

"and spend every afternoon
relaxing on the beach

burying each other in the sand."

Well, you can send them a copy
of this week's Newsview magazine.

Maybe it'll perk
them up a little.

Oh, Donald. Your
story on the airport?

Yeah. Where is it?

It's in the back somewhere.

Page 45, column 2.

"Jack Frost Strikes Again"?

Yeah. Well, a little
compromise with the title.

"By Donald Hollinger."

[giggles] I love that.

I know him, you know.

Listen, don't try and impress
me with your contacts,

just read it. The whole thing?

No, every third
word. Oh, Donald.

"Ann Marie is an
actress in New York City

waiting for that big break."

Donald, you wrote
it all about me?

Oh, Donald, you
wonderful, wonderful person!

You never wrote an
article about me before.

Yeah, but I've tried to.

I mean, I've been following
you around for four years

waiting for you to get caught
in a blizzard at Kennedy Airport.

What's it say? What's it say?

Honey, it's right
there in your hands.

Well, I know, but it's so long.

I'll read it over and over
and over again, lots of times,

but you tell me what it says.

Well, it's about how the
storm caught the people

and specifically about how a girl who
had to audition for a part and couldn't

so she had to
phone, and she got it,

and then she lost
it because, uh...

the show never
opened, it was so bad.

Oh, Donald.

I mean, publicity in
a national magazine.

That's priceless.

You know something, Donald?

You've got to meet Adrianna
Annette Consuela Dolores Rodriguez.

Who is she?

She is one of my friends.