That Girl (1966–1971): Season 5, Episode 9 - That Girl's Daddy - full transcript

Ann has invited her father to stay with her for the weekend while her mother is out of town. Ann is dismayed to hear the way her father is talking, like he is a rickety old man past his prime. After his first night in town, Lew has a new sparkle in his eyes and in his voice. He says that it's because Donald's friends, with who he played poker, treated him like one of the guys. But Ann thinks it was more because of a post poker game encounter with Ann's actress friend Jeanne, who Ann went out with for the evening while the boys played poker at her apartment and who Lew walked home after the poker game. Ann believes that her father and Jeanne may be embarking on an affair. Wanting to protect the sanctity of her parent's marriage, Ann, against Donald's advice, plans on putting a kibosh on her father and Jeanne's affair before it begins. In doing so, will Ann be making a fool of herself as Donald believes she will since she in reality has nothing to kibosh?

There he is. Still at it.

All right, fella, hold it there.

Drop the knife,
and get up slowly.

Officer, I'm 50-years-old.

That's the only way
I can get up, slowly.

All right, hands
against the wall, please.

All right, he's clean.

Look, I know this
looks suspicious,

but this happens to be
my daughter's apartment.

I guess you can prove this
is your daughter's apartment.

You have some identification?



I got a wart on my right thigh.

Foul mouth.

I left my wallet at home

with my identification in it,

as well as the key to
my daughter's apartment.

What's the name of the person
that lives in the apartment?

- Ann Marie.
- Is that right?

Well, he could have
got that from a mailbox.

You know, she's gonna give the
police department a bad name?

All right, Mr. Second
Story Smart Aleck,

suppose you describe her to me.

Oh, well I'd say she's
a little bit spoiled,

as pretty as her mother,

prettier than her father,



a little too independent,

and a spittin'
image of 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!

Uh, thank you
very much, officers.

We're just doing our job, ma'am.

Thank you, Mrs. McCarty.

Come on, Daddy. Come on inside.

Thank you.

I never would have worried about

your living here alone if I knew

there was a bloodhound
down the hall.

Yeah, and she's pretty good.

We haven't had a
burglar here in two years.

A picture in the lobby

would accomplish the same thing.

Oh, Daddy.

- Did Mother get off okay?
- Fine.

Gee, I hope Grandma's
gonna be all right.

Oh, she'll be fine. A
visit from your mother

is just what she needs.

Frankly, I don't
think she's sick at all.

She just uses that
voice twice a year,

to get your mother
back to Minnesota

- for a visit.
- [chuckles]

Imitate Grandma for me.

I love when you do that.

Hello? How am I?

For someone in my
condition, I'm fine.

No, no, no. Nothing
to worry about.

I'll be all right.

Well, I'm not a specialist,
so how should I know?

[laughing] Yeah.

At my age you just
settle for surviving.

And away Mother goes.

I'll make us some coffee.

Fine, and then away I go.

Oh, Daddy, while Mother's away,

why don't you stay here with me?

Well, thanks very
much, sweetheart.

But, I've got to get
back to the restaurant.

Oh, the restaurant can
get along without you.

Now, there's no reason
for you not to stay.

I'd only be in your way.

You certainly would.

But, for three
days, I can stand it.

Oh, Daddy, I don't
want you to be alone.

I can take care of myself.

I've stayed home alone before.

I remember. That was
the time the government

ordered you to
take down the pile of

unwashed dishes
because it was obstructing

the landing pattern
at the Kennedy Airport.

You never used to be so funny

before you met Hollinger.

You're right. He's been
an evil influence on me.

Oh, Daddy, I want you to stay.

Truth is, I'd like
to, very much.

Someday, you'll be a
father, and you'll learn

what it's like to be
wanted by your child.

Your definitely
tops in the father biz.

Now, sit down. It's all settled.

- You're staying.
- Okay.

Right after coffee,
I'll drive back

to Brewster and get my things.

Oh, great. And hurry back.

I want you home in time
for your favorite dinner.

- What are you making?
- What am I making?

You're the restaurant
man in the family.

Okay, I'll bring back some veal.

Tonight, veal Marie.

Tomorrow, stomach upset.

It's that Hollinger.

He's turned you into a clown.

[Mr. Marie] Well?

Well what, sir?

How do you like the veal?

Um, um... Not bad. Not bad.

It really wasn't.

Not bad?

You know you'd pay $8 for that

in a high-class restaurant?

No kidding?

What would you pay
for it at your place?

That's funny. That's
funny, Hollinger.

Oh, Daddy, Donald
was just joking.

It was delicious. I loved it.

I know you loved it.
That's why I made it.

Uh, someday, you're
gonna have to make

my favorite dish
for me, Mr. Marie.

I thought I'd already
made your favorite dish.

[Mr. Marie laughs]

Think the old man hasn't
got a sense of humor, huh?

I'm on the scene and with it.

We old folks know
how to joke it up

like it is.

[Ann] I'll get coffee.

Did you tell your father

about what we're
gonna do tonight?

No, no. I haven't had time yet.

Oh, you don't have to tell me.

Go ahead and do it.
I'll only be in the way.

Oh, Daddy.

Look, I'll just
enjoy sitting here,

watching television.

You are not gonna just sit
here and watch television.

Mr. Marie, tonight, you
are going to play poker.

- Is that right?
- Yeah.

Ann says you really
enjoy a good, red hot

- game of poker.
- Well, as a matter
of fact, I do.

Well, tonight is Donald's
monthly poker game.

And the guys are coming here,
and you're invited to join them.

Hey, thanks.

Hey, well don't
thank me so fast.

I may be thanking you
before the night's over.

Oh, I think it
only fair to tell you

that I have never lost at poker.

Oh, is that right?

Well, I'm glad to hear that,

'cause I haven't, either.

Do you play, too, honey?

No, Daddy, I know both my men.

And I know that
ladies aren't allowed

to play with either one of them.

Tonight is my acting class.

See, Mr. Marie, we have
something in common.

Marvelous.

Jean'll be here
in a few minutes.

So, I'll put the food
out for the boys.

Who's Jean?

Oh, she's a girl
in my acting class.

She lives down the
block, so we share a cab.

What's a matter?

Uh, nothing, sweetheart.

I was just thinking
how much like

your mother you are,

and how proud I am of you.

Thank you, Daddy.

And how old I am.

Oh, Daddy, for heaven's sakes,

you're not old.

Honey, when you
bring a pair of pajamas

to your daughter's apartment,

and her fiancé arranges
your entertainment,

and you begin to feel
like you're the child

and the child is the parent,

you're getting old.

Daddy, I didn't invite you
over here to get depressed.

The truth is, you're very young.

I think of you as young.

Donald think of you as young.

Don't you, Donald?

Well, I did invite
him to play poker,

not jai alai.

Donald.

Thanks, Hollinger.
As the saying goes,

"I needed that."

Well, bring on the
chaps and chips.

The chaps and chips?

Clever, eh?

I just made that up.

Great slogan for a poker game.

"Chaps and chips."

Little hip humor, eh?

Well, you kids today
really knock me out.

Okay, here you go.

I hope the boys like it.

Somebody getting
married here tonight?

- No.
- That's your daughter,
Mr. Marie.

Why do you think the
guys like to play here?

She's the only one that
serves Thanksgiving.

And why do I do it?

So that your friends
will always want to

come to your place.

His place?

- Once we're married.
- [knock at door]

I'll get the door.

- Hi, Jean.
- Hi.

- Hi, Don.
- Hi, Jean.

And, hi.

Oh, Jean, this is
my father, Lou Marie.

Hello, Lou.

Hi.

That's funny.

What, honey?

I just never had
a friend of mine

call my father by
his first name before.

I dunno, it sounded
kind of strange,

like I'm getting
old or something.

Don't do that, sweetheart.

I feel old enough already.

Oh, you're not, Lou.

Well, you're not old at all.

I felt I could call you "Lou,"

because... Well,
I'm older than Ann,

and closer to your
age than she is.

Of course you are.

[laughing] Oh,
is it that obvious?

Oh, I'm sorry, Jean.

I didn't mean it.

[Ann chuckles] Well,
we better get going.

Will you be here when
we get back later, Lou?

I haven't decided whether I'm
going to accept your apology.

I'll be right here behind
a big pile of chips.

[Ann laughs] Bye, Daddy.

I hope you win.

Is that fair to Hollinger?

Well, it's poker.
There can be more

than one winner, can't there?

Not when I play.

Bye, darling. See ya later.

- [Don] Bye.
- Come on, let's go.

- See ya, Don.
- Bye, Jean.

Lou.

Oh, Charlie, hi.

Hi, Ann. Hi, Jean.

- Hi, Don.
- Hello.

Well, what's it
gonna be tonight?

Cold cuts, perfect.

- See ya later.
- Pick up some Danish.

It's in the kitchen,
Charlie. Bye.

Is she great?

Hey, how are ya? Charlie Flynn.

- Lou Marie.
- Marie? You must be
Ann's father.

How come you didn't
guess I was her brother?

Because I know Ann
doesn't have a brother.

- Ah.
- And besides,

you're too old to
be Ann's brother.

Oh.

Listen, everyone should
be here pretty soon.

Why don't I start
dividing the chips?

After all, it's
almost time for, uh,

chaps and chips. [nervous laugh]

Chaps and chips?

Yeah, Charlie.
Isn't that a great way

to describe a poker game?

Oh, that's keen. That's keen.

That's like something they
might have said in the '30's,

and not gotten a laugh with.

Come on, Don, you
can do better than that.

Chaps and chips?

- I'll call.
- Me, too.

- I'll pay to see it.
- All right, call.

What do ya got?

The dead man's
hand, aces and eights.

Unless there happens
to be a third ace,

which there just happens to be.

Boy, he knows all
those cute sayings.

Don, you oughta sell him
your chips and chaps joke.

Can you believe that?

A straight loses in this game.

Mr. Marie, you're really lucky.

Lucky? Lucky players lose
once in awhile, Hollinger.

- Whose deal is it?
- Yours.

Ah, here they are, sir.
They're all made up.

All right. let's ante up.
A dime in the middle.

The ante's a dime.

How 'bout a little
five card stud?

- Sure.
- Sounds fine.

Are these me?

There's a deuce.

There's an ace, better.

Red lady, queen of hearts,

she ate the tarts.

Man alive, a dime and five.

Nine to Mr. Fine,

and the dealer gets a jack.

Ace says?

Just in time with my dime.

One poet's enough
if you don't mind.

[Lou] Hey, that's clever.

All right, play for 20.

Oh, Mr. Fine paired up his dime.

Dealer calls the
raise. 20 to you.

10 cents around
and let's go to town.

A six to the deuce.

A four to the ace.

A pair of queens.
Good-night, Irenes.

A five, eight, a
possible straight.

A three, no help.

And the dealer
gets a pair of jacks.

And the queen's bet.

So long, well I
guess we're playing

- at your place now.
- Good-night, fellas.

Better luck next time.

Can win 'em all, you know?

Just a sec, Don.
I'm leaving, too.

Marion waits up for me,

and she likes
something to nibble.

She's gonna eat that
sandwich at this hour?

No, she's gonna eat this apple.

I'm gonna eat this sandwich
to keep her company.

Good-night, Don.

- Good-night, old timer.
- Good-night, Charlie boy.

[Ann] Hi, Charlie. Did
you have a good time?

- I did.
- Good.

- Hi.
- Well, how'd my
two men do?

Well, your dad took all
the chips from the chaps.

There's no two ways about it.

The chips from the chaps?

Hey, that's funny, Don.

I've never heard that before.

Daddy made it up.

Why, Lou, that's marvelous.

Ann, you've got yourself
quite a father here.

Handsome, debonair,
fine sense of humor,

and a terrible memory.

I beg your pardon?

Well, you don't seem to recall.

I still haven't
accepted your apology

for your comment on my age.

Oh... Oh, that?

Yes, that.

And the only way
you can make it up

is to walk me home.

It's only two blocks.

[Lou] It will be a pleasure.

My pleasure, Lou.

Donald, you haven't
stopped eating

since Daddy took Jean home.

Oh yeah, isn't it awful?

Yeah, she could've
walked herself home.

No, I mean my eating. Why?

Because, you're hungry, I guess.

No, I mean why should she
have walked herself home?

Because, she just
should've, that's all.

Then Daddy wouldn't have
had to go out into the night.

Oh, honey. I don't
think your father minds.

Besides, he said he
wanted to get some fresh air.

Well, he could've
stood by the window.

- It's none of my business.
- Yes, it is.

Everything about me is
your business, Donald.

What were you gonna say?

Well, honey, look.

You're carrying on like a mother

whose daughter is
out with Henry VIII,

rather than a
daughter whose father

walked a friend of hers home.

She's not my friend.

She's an acquaintance
from acting class.

Just thought she acted kinda,

kinda clutchy, that's all.

Clutchy is a perfect word.

You noticed it, too?

No, to tell you the truth.

- You just said...
- I said, "Clutchy is a perfect word."

- Donald.
- What?

You're gonna get fat.

Honey, what is
the matter with you?

I can't get fat. Haven't you
noticed the way I'm eating?

Yes, you've been
eating non-stop.

That's right. Now, look.

You see, if I was to
make one huge sandwich

with turkey and corned beef

and tongue and coleslaw

and thousand
island dressing on it,

which I love, I'd get fat.

But eating this way, I mean,

7,000 tiny, little
pieces of bread with

a little meat on it...

Which I only
like... I can't get fat.

Oh, Donald.

That's as bad as me
eating a whole candy bar,

nibble by nibble in an hour,

instead of all at once.

- Where?
- Where what?

Where do you have
the candy bars?

No more eating.

You're right.

And no more waiting, either.

Honey, it's getting
late. I have to go.

It is getting late,
isn't it, Donald?

Where's Daddy?

Daddy is within two blocks.

Now, go to sleep.

I love ya.

- Night.
- Night.

Donald, he's not home yet.

I know it's only
been 20 minutes,

but you're home, aren't you?

All right.

Good night.

Oh, I didn't mean
to wake you, honey.

Oh, well, you didn't wake me.

I was just, uh, waiting.

I'm glad you're up.

We can talk a little bit.

Uh, about what?

Anything, the world,
the... the evening.

I just enjoy the pleasure
of your company.

You really had a good time
tonight, didn't you, Daddy?

Marvelous, the poker
game was terrific.

That Don has got
some great friends.

You seem so happy.

And why not?

I'm with my daughter, and I had

a most enjoyable evening

with her fiancé and her friend.

She's not my friend.
I hardly know her.

What's her name?

You know something,
that Jean is a bright girl.

Good sense of humor.

Yeah, I'll get the blankets.

I really enjoyed her company.

And most important, she
makes a great cup of coffee.

[chuckles] Does she?

Here, let me help you, honey.

Thank you, Daddy.

Oh, by the way, remind me to ask

Hollinger the phone
number of his barber.

I don't think you
need a haircut.

Just a little trim.

After all, if I'm
taking my daughter

and my future son in law
to dinner tomorrow night,

- I wanna look my best.
- Oh, tomorrow night.

Oh, Daddy, we can't
make it tomorrow night.

Donald works late night,

teaching children's acting class

- over in the Village.
- Aw, that's too bad.

Jean told me about this
marvelous Romanian restaurant,

and I said I'd
take you all there.

Oh, well... Jeanie's
accepted already.

Oh, Jeanie has?

Yes. Well, how
long are you and Don

gonna be involved
tomorrow night?

Well, we usually meet
back here about 10.

Oh, fine. In that case,

I'll have dinner
with your friend.

She's not my friend.

Then, we can all
meet back here after.

Well, I don't know about you,

but I've gotta get
my beauty rest.

I've gotta keep fresh and fit

for all you young folks.

Good-night, Daddy.

Good-night, dear.

Sleep tight.

[chuckles] Yes.

Honey... Honey, are you sure

you wanna go
through with this thing?

Oh, Donald, I'm positive.

I just wish you... [phone rings]

- Wish I what?
- Get the phone.

- No, no, no. Go ahead.
- Oh, please.

I can't talk while
the phone is ringing.

Hello? Oh, yes,
sir. Yes, Mr. Adams.

Yes, I'm on it right now, sir.

Yeah, Jerry's gonna
do the research

and then we're gonna
get together later.

Yes, sir. Right. Bye-bye.

You just wish what?

I just wish you could
come along with me.

Oh, honey, I'm sorry.

This is yours to do alone.

What are you gonna say to her?

Well, I was gonna ask
her about the lipstick

and tell her about
Daddy... being married.

Ann, you're gonna
be sorry about this,

believe me.

I dunno. Maybe I will,
and maybe I won't.

- But one thing is...
- [phone rings]

Uh, Don. Uh, Don.

Fine.

Hello? Yeah, Jerry, yeah.

I spoke to Adams, too. Yeah.

We'll get together on it
later, right, yeah. Bye-bye.

Listen, honey, look.

You know your father's
going home in two days.

Even if he does have
some kind of feeling

towards Jean that
isn't simply paternal,

believe me, it'll pass.

The worst thing you can do

is make an issue out of it.

Oh, Donald.

I've got to follow
my own instincts.

And my instincts
tell me to find out

what's happening, and to
prevent anything from happening.

Daddy's so vulnerable now.

I mean, just a day
ago, he was telling us

that he felt old and everything.

And all the sudden,
this pretty, young,

glamorous lady comes along

and makes him feel young again?

That's... That's very dangerous.

And it proves one thing, too.

[phone rings]

What? Hello?

Yes, Mr. Adams, yeah.

Yeah, Jerry told me
he spoke with you.

Yeah, I'll be right
up. Yeah, right.

What?

What, what?

What one thing does it prove?

You're amazing. How
can you keep track

of so many conversations?
I can't remember

the one I was having.

You were saying,
the situation between

Jean and your father
proves one thing. What?

Oh, oh. That I am
never going to leave you

- after we're married,
and go visit my mother.
- Ann.

Answer your phone.

- Hi, Jean.
- Hi, Ann.

Say, this was a wonderful idea

to meet for lunch. We
should of done it before.

Yes, meeting for lunch
is a wonderful idea.

My mother and
father do it all the time.

- Really?
- Yes. Every night.

Night?

Day... Day. [giggles]

It's hard to keep it straight.

They eat so many meals together.

[chuckles] Really?

Yes.

My mother's a wonderful cook.

As a matter of fact, when
she's not cooking, she's eating.

That's just two of
the marvelous things

daddy loves about
her, and he really does

love about her.

And last night when
Daddy got back from

taking you home, he
had lipstick on his cheek.

[laughs] Oh, is that all
you're worried about?

Well, there's no
need to be concerned.

[sighs] I really
didn't think so.

That was my lipstick.

Oh.

Just a little good-night
on the cheek.

That's where the
lipstick came from.

Ah, oh, well... I just wondered.

You kissed him on the cheek.

He, a... He, a...
Did he kiss me?

No, Ann.

Oh, you're marvelous.

I'm not really marvelous.

I'm just... stupid.

Although frankly, I wish he had.

Because, I find your
father extremely charming,

intelligent, and
very attractive.

Oh.

Well, he's not.

Jerry... Jerry, look.

I don't care how much
research you've done,

I am not gonna write an article

comparing George
Washington's dancing ability

with Spiro Agnew's.

Yeah, right. Bye. Bye-bye.

Just a minute, honey.

Hello, Mr. Adams?

I'd like to talk to you,
sir, about your ideas

on dancing executives.

Yes, sir. I'll be up
in a few minutes.

Yeah, right. Bye-bye.

Now, look. Can't you

see the difference
between your father

being in love with
another woman,

and another woman
being in love with him?

Not much.

All right. All
right. Look, look.

Suppose you heard another
woman was in love with me.

Would that bother
you nearly as badly

as if you heard I was in
love with another woman?

Let me ask you this.

Why would some
woman be in love with you

if she didn't think
things could work out?

- Well, how should I know?
- Or if you didn't give her

some encouragement
in the first place.

Or did you?

Honey, wait a minute.
I think you're confused.

It's not me.

Oh, Donald. It's just that

Jean is such an
attractive young woman,

and my father is
going through this stage

where he's beginning
to feel out of things.

All he needs now
if for a girl like her

to come along and
make him feel important.

I mean, who knows
what could happen?

Well, what do you think of it?

Daddy, what did you do?

I had my hair dyed.

Well, what do ya think?

Why did you have it dyed?

What's the difference why?

What do you think of it?

How do ya like it?

Uh, well it... Certainly
makes you look...

Younger?

Oh, Daddy.

Now, what's this all about?

If you don't like it, I can
have it changed back.

Besides, it's your fault.

- My fault?
- That's right.

What did I do?

You were the one that told
me to stop thinking I was so old.

And you introduced me
to Don's friends, and Jean.

You really like Jean, don't you?

Very much. She's
a wonderful girl.

The type of girl I
like to see you with,

solid, mature, a head
on her shoulders.

- Whose?
- Huh?

Whose head is
always intelligent?

Whose head is also very pretty?

That's right.

Yesterday, I came down
here a tired, old man.

And thanks to you, I found out

I wasn't so old.

I can still keep those young

poker players on their toes,

and still keep you and
your young friends laughing.

Jean was still laughing at
chaps and chips last night.

Well, chaps and chips
is one of the classics.

Do you think your
mother will like it?

I hope so.

You know, Daddy,

it's not the most
perfect joke in the world.

No, honey, I mean
the color of my hair.

Oh, oh... Oh, yeah.

I'm sure she will.

If not, you know
what she can do?

What?

She can do her
hair tricks to it,

and make it any color she wants.

Why do you think I had it done?

To please your mother.

Oh, Daddy.

Oh, Daddy.

Married to the same
woman for 26 years,

and I still spend every minute

thinking of what
I can do for her.

Oh, Daddy.

I hope Donald feels
the same way about me.

- He will if you
remember one thing.
- What?

Never let him stop believing

that you spend every
minute of your time

thinking of him.

I will.

Hey, I better get going.

I've gotta take
your friend to dinner.

Oh, Daddy, about
my friend and dinner.

I, uh... I bumped into her today

- and she...
- She can't make it?

Thank heavens.

You know, to tell the
truth, I was wondering

how I could keep my eyes open

two nights in a row.

Shall I call her or something?

Oh, no, Daddy.
I'll take care of it.

I'll take care of it.

And you.

The flowers on it
don't come off, honey.

Oh... You know, Donald.

I was thinking.

Jean really was
a very good thing

for all of us.

She passed away?

No, you know what I mean.

I mean, Jean and Daddy.

It really was a very good thing.

She suddenly made
me see Daddy as a man,

and not just as my father.

That's right.

And she made me realize, too,

as silly as I was about it,

that I'm really, very protective

about Mother and Daddy.

It really kind of brought us all

a little bit closer together.

That's nice.

She's not an un-nice
girl, you know?

Not at all.

I mean, she's
really rather nice,

as a matter of fact.

Well, she is.

- Not bad looking, either.
- No.

- Kind of pleasant.
- Uh-huh.

Are you trying to
make me jealous?

- Me?
- Well, will you stop
talking about her?

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♪ 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!