That Girl (1966–1971): Season 5, Episode 16 - A Limited Engagement - full transcript

"Hearts to hold and joys
that grow as the years unfold.

From Patty." Isn't that great?

[all talking at once]

All right.

Oh, it's gonna take so
long to open everything.

Save the ribbon.

[All] Ohhh!

[all talking at once]

Oh, I love yellow!

That's the color our
bathroom's gonna be.

[girls all talking at once]



[jump rope flipping]
[chatter continues]

♪ And every morning ♪

[jump rope flipping]
[girls chattering]

♪ And every morning ♪

[rope flipping]

You do this every night?

♪ And every morning ♪

♪ Down the Mississippi ♪

♪ With the speedboat's push ♪

♪ Hey, my name is Alice ♪

♪ And my husband's name is Al ♪

♪ We come from Alabama ♪

♪ And we sell apples ♪

- ♪ Mmm, mmm, mmm ♪
- Uh, Jerry, that



was with the ball
bouncing under your leg.

Oh, right!

[girls exclaiming, chattering]

Hmm. Sounds like they're
having a wonderful time.

I wish I could say
the same for you.

What's the matter?

Uh, nothing, nothing.

Hey, hey, hey.
Don't say "Nothing."

I know you, and I know
something's bothering you.

So don't say "Nothing."
I mean, tell me

you don't want to talk about it.

That I can't argue with.

All right, I don't
want to talk about it.

How can you say, "I
don't want to talk about it?"

I'm your best friend.

[footsteps]

Oh, Donald, this is
the most terrific shower!

We got a blender
and a can opener,

and they're just
the right color, too.

Oh, sweetheart, we're
gonna have enough things

to furnish a whole apartment.

You've never seen so
many marvelous things.

Don't worry. It's almost over.

I'll be right back. You know, instead
of bringing everything back in here,

I was thinking why don't we
just leave it all over at Ruthie's.

We can open an
appliance store there.

I'll be back in a few
seconds with the next load.

Hey, Don.

Don, I wish you'd talk to me

because if you don't tell
me what's bothering you,

I'm gonna believe what
I think is bothering you,

and that's gonna make me
very unhappy to believe it

because it's not too terrific.

Jerry, what are
you talking about?

You and Ann. Something's wrong?

Jerry.

I don't think I can
marry that girl.

♪ Diamonds,
daisies, snowflakes ♪

♪ That Girl ♪

♪ Chestnuts,
rainbows, springtime ♪

♪ Is That Girl ♪

♪ She spins a lot of dreams ♪

♪ She's everything that
every girl should be ♪

♪ Sable, popcorn, white wine ♪

♪ That Girl ♪

♪ Gingham, bluebirds, Broadway ♪

♪ Is That Girl ♪

♪ She's mine alone,
but luckily for you ♪

♪ If you find a girl to love ♪

♪ Only one girl to love ♪

♪ Then she'll
be that girl, too ♪

That Girl!

♪♪♪

Oh, Donald, isn't it exciting?

We have everything
we'll ever need.

It looks like Macy's
truck turned over.

Oh, Jerry, you're so romantic.

Well, it was just a
joke. I mean, I... mmhh.

- You got any coffee?
- Oh, I'll make some.

Oh, I'll make it in
my new coffeepot.

Oh, our new coffeepot.

A Guardian electric pot.

Ooh, it's great, Ann.

You know it makes thick
coffee for demitasse, too?

- Yeah, I know.
- Mmm!

Hey, I'd like a
cup of demitasse!

You don't say you'd
"like a cup of demitasse."

"Tasse" means "cup."
That's like saying,

"I'd like a cup of demicup."

Well, what does "demi" mean?

I don't know. You want
a tasse of it, though?

Please.

Ruthie. Bring the directions.

Um, you can't marry her?

Look. Jerry, Jerry, look.

I'd rather not talk about it.
It's something that just hit me

this weekend. I'd like some
time to think about it. Okay?

Hit you this week. That's
exactly when it hit me...

The week of the girls' shower.

What are you talking about?

Panic! And it usually happens

around the time
of the girls' shower

when you say to
yourself, when you realize,

"Hey, there's really
a... A marriage involved.

We're getting engaged."

It happened to you, too?

Oh, yeah, and the whole
thing suddenly starts getting

too heavy with the
photographers and the flowers.

Look!

Uh, ho, ho.

[mocking] "Uh, ho, ho" what?

Uh, ho, ho, you!

You're telling
one of your jokes.

What can she think of me?

Oh, Donald, aren't
the presents fantastic?

Oh, Donald, it's so exciting!

I just can't believe my
shower's come and gone.

All the things I've
thought about all my life

are happening so fast.
Oh, Donald, now, tomorrow,

you're gonna go to that
photographer, you know.

Uh, yeah. Right, honey.

Oh, and then on
Friday, we're gonna go

to the caterer's,
like we planned.

Hey, I got a great idea!

Why don't I call
the photographer?

I'll take care of
the photographer.

- Jerry!
- No. No, really.

I know a great photographer

right next to a caterer!

And while I'm talking
to the photographer,

I'll drop in on the caterer,

and I'll take care
of everything.

Oh, Jerry.

Just tell me this. Do you like

those little baby hot dogs?

Now, look, Jerry,
we'll handle everything.

Thank you. Uh, honey,
I'm sorry. It's really late.

Um, I'm exhausted.

Oh, Donald, don't be sorry.

It is late. And besides,

even though all those
presents are for both of us,

it hasn't been such
a terrific night for you,

just hanging around with Jerry.

Some folks think
of me as charming.

Oh, Jerry, I didn't mean that.

Don't make Ann feel
bad. You are boring.

Look at this barrage!

Just tell me one time
I've ever been boring.

Tell me. Once. You
can use now if you want

because I felt myself dozing off

during that last sentence.

[all laugh]

Good night, honey. I'll
call you in the morning.

There's something I
want to talk to you about.

Oh, really? What?

Well, it'll wait
till the morning.

Oh, Donald, come on.
Stay now and tell me.

- Come on. Talk to me now.
- No. It'll wait
till the morning.

I'm... I'm really tired.

Oh.

What?

Did, uh, you and
Jerry have a little fight

or argument or something?

Honey.

Oh. You know,
you're right, Donald.

We'll talk about
it in the morning,

just like you want to.

Besides, I don't even
care if you and Jerry

had a fight or not, Cupid.
Just so we never have one.

Good night, honey.

Good night. [chuckles]

What a perfect night.

♪♪♪

♪♪ [takes serious tone]

[phone ringing]

[ring]

Hello.

Hello, sweet, beautiful fiancé.

[coolly] Hello, Ann.

How'd you know it was me?

[chuckles] Well, I... I
recognize your voice.

What's wrong?

Nothing's wrong.

I just thought I'd call you up

and say "Good night" again.

Well... good night.

Oh. And, um... to, um...

to ask you what it was
you wanted to tell me.

Ann, p... Honey, please.
It's late. Go to sleep. Okay?

Okay, okay. I know
I'm being selfish.

I mean, you do
have to go to sleep

'cause you have to
get up in the morning

and go to work, and I don't.

Not that I wouldn't
be willing to, mind you.

But there does seem to
be some sort of conspiracy

in the American theater
to keep me unemployed.

[chuckles] Good night,
Donald. I love you.

Good night, Ann.

[click]

[ring]

[ring]

What, Ann?

Well, two things.

Number one, if
you were so sleepy,

how come you were
wide awake when I called,

and don't say you weren't
because I could tell you were

by how fast you answered the
phone and by your voice that you were.

And number two... you
didn't say "I love you."

And number three, "What, Ann?"

Donald, that sounded
awful. What's the matter?

Nothing, Ann! For
goodness' sake, nothing!

Now, please, stop looking
for trouble and go to sleep!

Okay? Now, please!
Good night, honey! [bang]

What's the matter with me?

[sighing]

[ring]

Donald, how could you
have hung up on me?

What is wrong?

I told you nothing is wrong!

I told you we would talk about
nothing being wrong or not

in the morning! Now, why
couldn't you have left it at that?

Why I couldn't have left
it at that is unimportant

compared to why
you hung up on me.

Which might also be
unimportant compared to what it is

you have to say to me tomorrow
that you can't say to me tonight.

Right? Correct?

What do you mean,
"Correct"? If I fed that paragraph

into a computer, it would
short-circuit New York City.

Was that supposed to be
a joke, or are you just trying

to avoid the main question?

I have no idea what
the main question is!

The main answer is
you should go to sleep

and we'll talk in
the morning! Okay?

Now, good night.

Good night.

All right, let's just
settle this thing

once and for all!

First of all, you are
way too exhausted

to talk to me tonight, except you
are sitting at your house wide awake.

Secondly, you...
You've hung up on me.

You've absolutely refused
to say you love me tonight.

And you've obviously got
something on your mind

that you are... are so
concerned or afraid to say

that you can't even talk
about it until tomorrow.

Now, all of that just leads
me to believe, Donald,

that there is something
wrong with our relationship.

Now, that is a reasonable
assumption, isn't it?

What?

Oh. Oh, I'm... I'm sorry, sir.

I... I guess I have
the wrong number.

It is a reasonable
assumption, though, isn't it?

C-Come on, get on.

What are you doing here?

Where were you going?

Over to see you.

Oh, hooray.

I asked a question,
and I got an answer.

Are you sure you don't want
to wait till tomorrow to tell me?

Ann, come on, let's
not get stupid about this.

Stupid?

Stupid?

We're going up.

Stupid?

Go ahead, I'll get
the next elevator.

This is the only elevator.
Come on, get on.

Oh, Donald, what's
happened to us?

What's happened to us?

How have I gone in three hours

from being sweetheart
to being stupid?

- Oh, you're not stupid.
- I'll get out here.

Don't you want to
wait for the car to stop?

No. This is good enough.

Come on, we'll talk inside.

No, sir.

I am not going
inside your apartment.

We can talk in the lobby,
or we can talk in the street.

But until I find
out why I'm stupid

or why I'm not stupid,

we are not going
inside your apartment.

- Honey.
- Honey stupid?

Ann, you're doing a terrible
thing by pursuing this.

I asked you very simply

to let everything
wait till the morning.

Now why couldn't
you have done that?

Because I didn't. Why
I didn't, I don't know.

But I didn't, and
that's it, that's me,

and that's the way I
do things, and that's it.

And it's over,
it's past, Donald.

So as long as I did,

what did you want to say to me?

I wanted to tell you

I wasn't sure we
should be married.

Now are you happier?

Much.

You see, Donald,

now everything
is out in the open.

You're not sure we
should be married?

I wanted to wait
till the morning.

Why? Did you think you'd
get ready in your sleep?

Ann.

Donald, it's not a question

of whether or not we're
ready to get married, is it?

The whole thing is that

you don't think you should
be married to me, do you?

That's it, isn't it?

I thought you'd be off by now.

I live up. You going down?

Yes, we're going down.

And out.

Ann, look, what
I'm trying to say...

Donald, just answer
me one thing.

Do you want to marry me?

I've thought about
that all week, Ann.

And, in all honesty,

the answer was I didn't
want to get married.

And, uh, and what about now?

I mean, right now,
what do you think?

Do you want to marry me or not?

It's not a question
of marrying you,

it's a question of
getting married at all.

All right.

It's a question of
getting married at all.

Coincidentally, to me.

Right this second, Donald,
do you want to marry me?

Yes, or no?

At this second?

No.

Oh.

Fine.

That's just fine.

What if we'd gotten
married last night?

Just suppose how
awful that would've been.

Ann.

One day, 24 hours
after we're married,

and you don't want
to be married to me.

Honey, listen to me.

Don't touch me.

I want a divorce.

- Ann.
- Here. Take this.

You get custody of the ring.

[knocking]

Oh.

Hi.

H-Hi, Ann.

Everything all right?

[sobbing] Oh, Ruthie.

Jerry told me.

I just don't know
what I'm going to do.

I just...

Jerry told you?

Jerry told you what?

About you and Don
and the wedding.

I couldn't sleep.

That's how I heard you come in.

Well, how did he know?

Don told him.

Everybody knew.

I'm the only one
that didn't know.

Sure, sure. I was at a shower
opening presents, smiling.

He was on the 11:00 news.

I don't know what to say, Ann.

I just don't understand
this whole thing.

I mean, I... I love
Donald so much.

How could he...

How could he just
stop loving me?

Ann, is there anything you
can remember that happened?

Maybe a mistake?

Or maybe...

No.

Why, no? Maybe,
yes. Maybe you're right.

You're thinking of
another girl, aren't you?

You could be very right.

No, Ann, not
Donald. He wouldn't.

I mean Donald's
too much of a man.

If he found another girl,

he'd tell you and
break the engagement.

Then you'll find someone else.

Someone else?

Oh, Ruthie.

How dumb can I be?

Oh, Ruthie.

[garbled speech]

Don.

Hold it, Jerry. Will
you hold it, please?

Let me just finish this page.

Why?

What?

Why do you want
to finish the page?

Oh, Jerry, for crying out loud.

What kind of stupid
question is that?

Don, if that page is
anything like these pages,

nobody's going to read it.

Look, I know I
made a few mistakes,

but I'm going to go back
over it later and redo it.

Would you take a look
at that first paragraph?

I always do that.

I hit the "H"
instead of the "J."

They're right
next to each other.

I know.

I once got a Christmas
card from you...

"To Herry Bauman,
from Don Jollinger."

You did not.

And then there was,
"Jappy Jolidays."

Look, will you stop
trying to cheer me up?

I'm your best friend.

Should I try to make
you feel worse?

Look... Jerry, look.

Don't try and make
me feel anything, okay?

Just leave me alone.

Look, Don, this has
really gone far enough.

I happen to know
you love Ann, so...

Loving Ann has nothing
to do with it. Okay?

I can love her and still
not want to marry her.

I mean, I've done
it for four years,

and it hasn't bothered her yet.

Now Don, I didn't
drive a car for 18 years,

and it didn't bother me.

But the day I got
my driver's license,

I would've killed anybody who
tried to take it away from me.

That is the most ridiculous
analogy I've ever hears.

That is idiotic, just idiotic.

I think I'm going
to hire somebody

to be your best
friend on weekends.

I think seven days
of it is too much.

[sighing]

Oh, I'm sorry, Jerry. I'm sorry.

Well, so then, it's, uh,

it's all over between
you and Ann, huh?

[chuckling] Yeah, I
guess so. I guess so.

And I guess you're going

to start going out
on dates again?

Jerry...

How about Ann? I
guess, uh, she'll start

playing the field,
just like the old days.

What old days?

Well, you had old days,
she must have had old days.

My Ann?

Your Ann?

Go on, Ruthie, you go.

Come on, Ruthie, it's your turn.

Stop yelling. I never
played Gin Rummy before.

You just pick a card.

Ugh, Ruthie.

Is an ace high or low?

Oh, Ruthie, now I
know you have an ace.

No, I don't have an
ace. I was only asking.

Oh, Ruthie, you're not
supposed to show me the card.

Let's play something else.

You're only throwing your
cards in because you're losing.

No, I'm not. I don't
know how to play,

so how could I
tell if I'm losing?

Okay, okay, okay. I'm sorry.

We'll play something else.

How about Casino? You deal.

How do you play that?

I don't know. Just
deal the cards.

We'll make it up as we go along.

[knocking]

[gasping] Oh, Daddy.

Hi, Daddy.

Oh, Daddy.

Honey, what's the
matter? What's wrong?

Uh, hi, Mr. Marie.

[no audible dialogue]

Honey, what happened?
Did you lose your ring again?

Oh, don't worry. We'll find it.

[Ann crying] No,
I didn't lose it.

It was stolen?

Stolen would be better.

Ann, tell me what happened

You want some tea, Daddy?

No, I'd rather read a magazine.

Ann, will you please
tell me what happened?

Donald doesn't love
me anymore, Daddy.

It's just that simple.

It's just... The
engagement is over,

the marriage is over.

It's just... it's just all over,

everything.

I don't like the
word everything.

Everything is a bad word,
especially for a young person.

Maybe the engagement is
over, and that's just as well,

because he wasn't good
enough for you anyway.

Oh, yes, he was, Daddy.

He was definitely
good enough for me.

All right. All right.

I'll stop being the
protective father.

Or you may break
your engagement to me.

You, uh, you still
love him, huh?

Oh, Daddy, of
course I still love him.

I did something to
make him stop loving me.

He didn't do anything to
make me stop loving him.

He broke the engagement.

That's not enough.

Oh, Daddy. What
am I going to do?

What are you going to do?

You're not going to do anything.

You're a beautiful
and intelligent girl,

and a million-dollar
catch for any man.

Before the day is out,
Hollinger will realize this,

and come crawling back to you.

Oh, Daddy.

You really think so? Really?

Where is he going to
find anyone like you?

As stupid as he
is, and he is stupid,

he's a very
intelligent young man,

and he'll realize that there's
no other girl in the world

as perfect as you are.

I don't know.

I think maybe I'm just
too silly for Donald,

too immature,

too ugly.

Whatever it is, I'm just
not good enough for him.

Stop that.

I don't want to hear that.

Your my daughter, and
above that kind of talk.

If he doesn't want to
marry you, he's a fool.

And don't tell me that he's not.

I'm your father, so
don't argue with me.

I dropped by here to tell you

I was going to a meeting
at the Hilton hotel.

I'll be back for you
in a couple of hours.

We'll go out and have
lunch in someplace, all right?

All right.

Sounds like fun.

Thank you, Daddy.

Don't thank me.

It's a father's duty

to provide food for his child.

- Bye, sweetheart.
- Bye.

[door opens, closes]

♪♪ [soft rock]

[music stops]

[knocking]

Come in, Daddy.

It's not Daddy.

It's the kid.

Hello, Donald.

Look, uh, can I take
a stab at something?

Sure.

Oh, um, last night
after your shower,

I went home, and
somebody ambushed me,

tied me up and
disguised himself as me.

He talked to you on the phone

and in the elevator.

Then I got free,
and I captured him.

And I, uh,

I found this ring in his pocket.

It's yours, isn't it?

Oh, Donald.

Donald.

Ruthie, hi.

Hi, Ann.

Oh, I'm glad to see

you found someone else so soon.

Oh, Ruthie. It's Donald.

I know, silly.

I don't know what
to tell you, honey.

Actually, I do know
what to tell you.

I just don't know how to say it

without sounding
like a childish fool.

Oh, Donald.

You don't have
to tell me anything,

but that you love me again.

I never stopped
loving you, sweetheart.

I admit, I got cold
feet there for awhile.

But there was never

the slightest doubt
that I love you,

and I always will.

Oh, Donald.

Oh, Donald.

Okay, okay.

Come on, come on. That's it.

Let's have a drink to celebrate

the warming of my feet.

I'll drink to that.

What made you decide
to come back to me?

[chuckling]

Same reason Jerry
went back to Ruthie

and your father went
back to your mother.

Then you really believe
that happened to Daddy, too?

Oh, I'm sure it did,
honey. I'm sure it did.

Only with him,

the fear passed before he
mentioned it to your mother.

As it might have with you

if I hadn't been such
a pain in the neck.

You see, honey,

I suddenly thought,
as I guess we all do,

that marriage might be terrible.

But having the girl I love

as my wife for the
rest of my life is perfect.

So when I stopped
thinking of it as marriage

and started to think of it as a
way to have you as my wife,

it became a wonderful thing.

The thing that petrified
me about marriage

was being a husband,
not having a wife.

Having a wife is
a wonderful thing.

So that's what
marriage will be to me.

Having a wife, not
being a husband.

An awful lot of me

has rubbed off on you in
five years, Mr. Hollinger.

[both chuckling]

Closed-Captioned By J.R.
Media Services, Inc. Burbank, CA

♪ Diamonds,
daisies, snowflakes ♪

♪ That Girl ♪

♪ Chestnuts,
rainbows, springtime ♪

♪ Is That Girl ♪

♪ She's mine alone,
but luckily for you ♪

♪ If you find a girl to love ♪

♪ Only one girl to love ♪

♪ Then she'll be
That Girl, too ♪

That Girl!