The Cosby Show (1984–1992): Season 8, Episode 12 - Clair's Place - full transcript
Cliff builds a room just for Clair, her own special place for work and retreat. Everyone, except Cliff, is upset that she wants to be alone and not spend time with them. Cliff tries to explain the purpose of a special room.
♪♪ [theme]
[all whispering]
Wait!
[Clair] Cliff, when
can I come down?
Ah, momentito,
Oh, impatient flower.
Just...
We got the ribbon? The
ceremonial ribbon is in place?
It's in the place.
Okay. The ceremonial scissors?
Sharpened and poised.
Ceremonial orchestra.
[humming tones] Okay.
Ahem!
Oh, lovely flower of this house,
you may come down
now I say unto you.
Now what is all this about?
Good morning, Mrs. Huxtable.
I am your escort
for the morning.
Theodoros, Duke of Brooklyn.
Yes.
Oh, Loyal Duke, wither goest we?
Well, that is for
me-ith to know-ith
and you-ith to find out.
Look, Mom, just
go with it, okay?
Like this?
[Cliff] Here we go.
♪♪ [hums "Pomp
and Circumstance"]
Right this way, please.
Putt.
Putt. Putt.
Putt.
♪♪ [humming continues]
Shou!
Behold.
Clair Huxtable, do you
remember some time
last summer
when I looked at you and I said,
"I am going to build
a room for you?"
Clair Huxtable,
you see this before...
Please come back here.
You've seen before
you, that this is a room
that you will be
able to move into.
And no longer will
you be able to hear,
"Will you please pick
me up at the mall?"
"Will you please make
my dental appointment?"
"Will you please get the
bubble gum out of my hair?"
No! This is it!
The Clair Hanks-Huxtable
Memorial Room,
and you don't have
to be dead to enjoy it.
This is very sweet. [Cliff] Yes.
But the room is not done yet.
Ha, ha! You underestimate
your loyal subjects.
Would you do the
honor, Your Eminence?
But of course.
♪♪ [imitates fanfare]
Hip, hip, huzzah!
Hip, hip, huzzah!
[all cheering]
♪ Hip hip huzzah ♪
Putty, putty!
♪ Hip hip huzzah ♪
Putty, putty!
How'd these walls get painted?
Hoo hoo hoo!
As the craftsman would say,
sleight of hand,
or in French, légère de main.
This rug wasn't due for
another week. Ha, ha!
[Both] Légère de main.
Oh, these flowers.
Légère de main.
A telephone?
Légère de main, Mom.
All I can say is
this is the best gift
that anyone has ever given
me, and I thank you one and all.
No, Ma, you're welcome.
Your welcome, Aunt Clair.
[Olivia] Don't mention it.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Don't mention it.
You're welcome, Cousin Clair.
You people are walking
around acting like
you had something
to do with this.
You had nothing to do with this.
You didn't plan it,
you didn't build it,
and you certainly
didn't pay for it.
The only thing you did was
make this room necessary.
For that, I am grateful.
You see, Cousin
Cliff, we did help.
Yeah.
"Ex-squeeze" me.
[laughs]
Look! Inside, outside.
Inside, outside.
Right, now come inside.
There you go.
Now, everybody, outside.
Dad, I thought this was
a room-warming party.
Yeah, we came here to celebrate.
Come on, now. Let's go.
Where's the sparkling cider?
You people are going
into the living room
and drink there.
Take one last look at this room,
'cause it's the last
time you'll see it.
Thank you very much.
Thank you very much.
Boy. Pushy.
Thank you very much.
Acts like he owns the place.
Thank you very, very much.
Acting like I own the place.
Now before you get
busy touching everything,
check this out.
Here is your special
private room packet.
Now, listen to me carefully.
In this is the number
for your private phone.
Now step this way.
When you want to get
into this room, Madame,
you're going to
be able to set this.
This is a six-letter code.
You set this, and
nobody can get in
except the person
who knows the code.
That's your secret
code, you see.
So you have six letters.
For instance, if
you want it to be,
"Back off",
B-A-C-O-F-F. [laughs]
All right?
"Stay away." S-T-A-W-A-Y.
Sta-way, you see?
What's your code,
huh? Or, "my room."
My room! Six letters.
Room! All right, honey.
Enjoy this, and
just... Yes, yes.
Yes, ooh, yes. Here we go.
[both] Oooh!
So, now, if you will,
I'm... I'm just gonna
go check... Oh, boy.
I'm just gonna go
check on the children.
So if you will give me
the secret code
number for the door.
You know, just so I could
have it in case of an emergency.
Emergency? Yes.
Or, listen.
You know... Oh! Yes.
Oh, I see. Please.
You know what?
Secret code. Six letters.
I have to sit here, by myself,
and think about that.
I have to sit here
alone and figure out
what my secret code will be.
Alone.
Thank you.
Alone.
You need some
help in getting up?
No, no, no.
Now, that was nice.
Yeah, we hooked it up right.
Let's have some cider! Word up.
No, no, no.
We should wait for Mom.
Mom! We're waiting!
The room is soundproof.
Ha ha ha ha.
Now, let me tell you something.
Your mother is
enjoying the room.
Understand?
She'll come out when
she wants to come out.
So in the meantime,
everybody just chill.
She better come out soon.
We have to go grocery shopping.
You know we're out of cereal.
[pounding]
There she is! Hey, hey, hey.
Come back here.
This is not a fox hunt.
So you'll stop
hounding your mother.
But... But, Dad... What
kind of word is that?
"Butdad? Butdad? Butdad?"
Okay.
Dad, I was just gonna go
and ask her where
the cookie cutters were
because I'm gonna
make Christmas cookies.
Right. And you don't know
where the cookie cutters are?
No. Have you looked for them?
No. Ha ha!
Mom knows where they
are and Mom's right there,
so why should I just
go looking for them?
[footsteps] She's going
down the back stairs!
I'm telling all of
you... Sit down!
If your mother wants
to come in here,
she will come in here.
Okay? That's fair
enough, isn't it?
Where are you going?
I'm going to make
Christmas cookies. I'll help.
Go make your cookies.
And don't send her, either.
Don't try that old trick
of sending the young dumb one.
I'm just gonna make
out a grocery list.
And the same thing
goes for you, cos.
Well... I think...
I'm going to get
the Christmas lights
and... and fix 'em.
Get them ready to
decorate the house.
Any volunteers?
I would really love
to help you, but...
No, no, no, no.
It's not, "you
really would," huh?
I'm giving you a
chance to volunteer.
Yeah, and... and,
Dad, let me just explain,
the only reason I'm not
volunteering is because...
my blood sugar's low, man.
It's low? It's low.
You need something
to carry it up?
Yeah, and there's
nothing in the refrigerator...
Okay, well, let's
put it this way.
We'll work on these
Christmas lights,
and then I will rush
you to the hospital.
All right?
Mm-hmm.
Gosh, this thing has its
own answering machine.
Hello, this is Clair,
will of the wisp, free spirit,
I don't feel like talking
to you right now.
Nothing personal, I'm
just not in the mood,
but should my mood shift,
I'll get back to you.
[laughs]
Oh.
Hello.
Hi, Daniel?
Hi! This is Aunt
Clair. How are you?
Is your mom home?
Can I speak to her?
Thank you.
Sister Sarah.
Hi, girl!
Guess where your big
sister is at this very moment,
even as we speak.
That's right.
No, it is finished.
Fin... Listen.
Listen to this.
Wasn't that gorgeous? [laughs]
Yeah, beautiful.
No, no, I...
I said I'd live in
here for a little while
before I put the furniture in.
But wait, wait, wait. There's
something else I want you to listen to.
Hold on.
Hold on.
French doors!
Inside.
Outside.
Inside, outside.
[laughs]
Isn't that great?
Wasn't it lovely?
No, I've not lost my mind.
Listen, I do need your help.
Yeah, I've got these pictures
that I need to hang, and...
He's doing what?
Well, Sarah, I'm going
to let you go, dear.
But I just want
to tell you that...
my room is your room.
If you ever need refuge,
my room is your room...
Where's your spontaneity, dear?
Of course, it's a
long haul from Denver
for five minutes of solitude.
But it's worth it.
I love you, too. Bye.
Oh, it took me 28
years to get here.
But I'm here.
Oh, boy, am I here.
Theo is done!
Ha ha! That's that.
Okay.
Hey, Dad. Hey.
Listen, I finished testing
all the Christmas lights.
Yup, I plugged 'em in,
and the bulbs
that were burnt out,
I unscrewed, and that's that.
Can I ask you a question?
Yeah.
Um, you've seen me put
these lights together before,
haven't you?
Yeah.
When you were a little
boy, you helped me,
and I explained how to do this.
Yeah.
Did you ever hear me say,
"Now, the way to do
it, is to just plug 'em in,
the lights that are
out, you unscrew them,
and then, that's it?
No. Uh-huh.
Well, why... why...
Why did you think
I was doing all that other work?
I don't know, Dad.
I thought maybe you didn't
have anything better to do.
Okay, man, never mind.
I just thought that, you know,
working with these
lights is passing down
family tradition, but...
Dad, now let me ask
you a question. What?
And, please, take no offense,
but, shouldn't you be passing
this tradition down to Sondra?
I mean, one, she
is your oldest child,
and two, she lives here.
I checked with
Sondra. She's not ready.
And Denise is in Asia.
And if Denise were here,
she wouldn't be ready.
Now are you ready?
No, Dad, I'm not ready.
[both arguing]
I don't have any kids.
Dad, I'll tell you what,
when I have kids, and
when it's Christmastime,
I will come back and I
will pick up the tradition.
Yeah, pick up the tradition.
It's cool. You do it in
somebody else's house,
'cause you won't
be allowed in here.
I'm not threatening
you or anything, man.
I'm just talking to you,
father to son, right?
Please don't touch me.
Father to son, man.
Look, I'm just trying to
build a family tradition.
And if you don't want it,
then it's fine with me.
Thanks, Dad.
A man only gets one son,
and look at what he got.
Dr. Huxtable! Yes.
There's a big
problem in the kitchen!
Come on, girls!
These are not right.
These are supposed to
be flat Christmas cookies
so we can decorate them.
But, look at them,
they're inflated.
And why are they like this?
I don't know.
Mom would know,
but you're not
letting us ask her.
Rudy, it doesn't
matter how they look,
it's how they taste.
You should let them ask mom.
We didn't have all
the right ingredients,
so we had to do
a little substituting.
We could have
avoided this disaster
if we had access to
the proper channels.
Are you telling me
that this is my fault?
Yes, sir. Yes.
These cookies are puffy and bad
because I said for you all
to go shop... I'm telling you...
Dad? Dad? They
aren't just puffy and bad,
these are puffy and disgusting.
I'm... I'm confused.
Because, why are you eating it?
Dad, I told you before, my blood
sugar was low, and I'm hungry.
The point is,
you can't say that
because you can't
get in touch with your mother,
that's why these
cookies are puffy.
If you go shopping,
who buys the ingredients
to put in the cookies?
There's where the fault is.
We're talking about
purchasers power. You get it?
Yeah. Got any money?
[pounding]
Shh. Did you hear that?
Cousin Clair! Mom!
Mrs. Huxtable!
That was her desk, man.
She's moving in that room.
Well, she's supposed
to, Son. That's her room.
Dad, this is getting weird.
She's not coming out.
Yeah, Cousin Cliff,
aren't you worried?
She doesn't have
any food in there.
I'll take her a sandwich.
Now that's a good idea.
She must be hungry.
'Cause obviously we're starving.
[broken doorbell chimes]
Daddy, get the doorbell fixed.
Young Mr. Yang. How are you?
Dr. Huxtable, I got
a delivery. Yes, sir.
Um, did anybody
call for Chinese food?
Not me. Not me. Not me.
We'll take it, though.
I'm afraid there's some mistake.
Oh, no, no, no. I have
specific instructions.
It says, "Head
straight for the kitchen,
"turn right into
the dining room,
take a left, and come alone."
Yes, sir.
This time, I got it right
with the proper ingredients.
There you are. There you go.
Hey, why is the door
open? It's cold in here.
We're putting the
Christmas lights up.
You guys are
just in time to help.
Okay. Have a cookie.
Have a cookie. No thank
you. I'll get some later.
You know, it's not that
we really need Mom
to make Christmas cookies.
It's just more fun with her.
I can understand that.
It's like you have
someone to share it with.
Kind of like hanging
Christmas lights.
I still don't understand
why she wants to be alone.
Nobody I know wants to be alone.
The funny thing is, Cousin
Clair's got her own room.
If she wants privacy, all she
has to do is go to her bedroom.
The only one to
bug her there is...
Let me tell you all
something about privacy.
Privacy is being able to have
a complete thought and follow it
all the way through
without somebody coming in...
"But, Dad. But, Dad. But, Dad."
To this day, I don't know
how smart I actually could be.
Because people keep coming
in and jamming my thoughts.
I don't know how many inventions
I could have created
had I been able to
have a complete thought.
And that's what I'm trying
to give to your mother.
You people are always
jamming and jamming.
And that's why I do
these Christmas lights.
Because as soon as
I start work on them,
people disappear.
I just hope that my
wife is in that room
just being within herself.
♪ Gotta, gotta shake ♪
♪ Shake, shake, shake ♪
♪ Shake it up, baby ♪
♪ Shake it up, baby ♪
♪ Gotta, gotta shake
Shake, shake, shake ♪
♪ Shake it up, baby ♪
♪ Shake it up, baby ♪
♪ Just a little more ♪
♪ Just a little more ♪
♪ That's all I need ♪
♪ All I need ♪
♪ The feel of
twistin' and turnin' ♪
♪ And I'm feeling free ♪
♪ Feeling free ♪
♪ Soul makes me go ♪
♪ And the groove makes me move ♪
♪ The rhythm makes
me out of my mind ♪
♪ You gotta, gotta shake ♪
♪ Shake, shake, shake ♪
♪ Shake it up, baby ♪
Okay, I'm about to
plug the lights in now.
As you all know,
you should stand
across the street
so you can see the full effect!
All right? Across
the street all the way.
No, no, take her
hand. Take her hand!
Why don't you try looking both
ways when you cross the street?
You let her run away like that!
Okay.
Now get back farther!
Farther!
All right!
[all] Oooh!
[Pam] Cousin Cliff, you
did a great job this year!
[Theo] Yes, we did!
[Olivia] I'm impressed.
[Rudy] Me, too. Where's Dad?
[Theo] Yo, Dad! Come
on out! Check this out!
[all clamoring]
[Theo] Dad? Hey, Dad?
♪♪ [sultry jazz]
[glasses clink]
♪♪ [end theme]
Closed-Captioned By J.R.
Media Services, Inc. Burbank, CA
[all whispering]
Wait!
[Clair] Cliff, when
can I come down?
Ah, momentito,
Oh, impatient flower.
Just...
We got the ribbon? The
ceremonial ribbon is in place?
It's in the place.
Okay. The ceremonial scissors?
Sharpened and poised.
Ceremonial orchestra.
[humming tones] Okay.
Ahem!
Oh, lovely flower of this house,
you may come down
now I say unto you.
Now what is all this about?
Good morning, Mrs. Huxtable.
I am your escort
for the morning.
Theodoros, Duke of Brooklyn.
Yes.
Oh, Loyal Duke, wither goest we?
Well, that is for
me-ith to know-ith
and you-ith to find out.
Look, Mom, just
go with it, okay?
Like this?
[Cliff] Here we go.
♪♪ [hums "Pomp
and Circumstance"]
Right this way, please.
Putt.
Putt. Putt.
Putt.
♪♪ [humming continues]
Shou!
Behold.
Clair Huxtable, do you
remember some time
last summer
when I looked at you and I said,
"I am going to build
a room for you?"
Clair Huxtable,
you see this before...
Please come back here.
You've seen before
you, that this is a room
that you will be
able to move into.
And no longer will
you be able to hear,
"Will you please pick
me up at the mall?"
"Will you please make
my dental appointment?"
"Will you please get the
bubble gum out of my hair?"
No! This is it!
The Clair Hanks-Huxtable
Memorial Room,
and you don't have
to be dead to enjoy it.
This is very sweet. [Cliff] Yes.
But the room is not done yet.
Ha, ha! You underestimate
your loyal subjects.
Would you do the
honor, Your Eminence?
But of course.
♪♪ [imitates fanfare]
Hip, hip, huzzah!
Hip, hip, huzzah!
[all cheering]
♪ Hip hip huzzah ♪
Putty, putty!
♪ Hip hip huzzah ♪
Putty, putty!
How'd these walls get painted?
Hoo hoo hoo!
As the craftsman would say,
sleight of hand,
or in French, légère de main.
This rug wasn't due for
another week. Ha, ha!
[Both] Légère de main.
Oh, these flowers.
Légère de main.
A telephone?
Légère de main, Mom.
All I can say is
this is the best gift
that anyone has ever given
me, and I thank you one and all.
No, Ma, you're welcome.
Your welcome, Aunt Clair.
[Olivia] Don't mention it.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Don't mention it.
You're welcome, Cousin Clair.
You people are walking
around acting like
you had something
to do with this.
You had nothing to do with this.
You didn't plan it,
you didn't build it,
and you certainly
didn't pay for it.
The only thing you did was
make this room necessary.
For that, I am grateful.
You see, Cousin
Cliff, we did help.
Yeah.
"Ex-squeeze" me.
[laughs]
Look! Inside, outside.
Inside, outside.
Right, now come inside.
There you go.
Now, everybody, outside.
Dad, I thought this was
a room-warming party.
Yeah, we came here to celebrate.
Come on, now. Let's go.
Where's the sparkling cider?
You people are going
into the living room
and drink there.
Take one last look at this room,
'cause it's the last
time you'll see it.
Thank you very much.
Thank you very much.
Boy. Pushy.
Thank you very much.
Acts like he owns the place.
Thank you very, very much.
Acting like I own the place.
Now before you get
busy touching everything,
check this out.
Here is your special
private room packet.
Now, listen to me carefully.
In this is the number
for your private phone.
Now step this way.
When you want to get
into this room, Madame,
you're going to
be able to set this.
This is a six-letter code.
You set this, and
nobody can get in
except the person
who knows the code.
That's your secret
code, you see.
So you have six letters.
For instance, if
you want it to be,
"Back off",
B-A-C-O-F-F. [laughs]
All right?
"Stay away." S-T-A-W-A-Y.
Sta-way, you see?
What's your code,
huh? Or, "my room."
My room! Six letters.
Room! All right, honey.
Enjoy this, and
just... Yes, yes.
Yes, ooh, yes. Here we go.
[both] Oooh!
So, now, if you will,
I'm... I'm just gonna
go check... Oh, boy.
I'm just gonna go
check on the children.
So if you will give me
the secret code
number for the door.
You know, just so I could
have it in case of an emergency.
Emergency? Yes.
Or, listen.
You know... Oh! Yes.
Oh, I see. Please.
You know what?
Secret code. Six letters.
I have to sit here, by myself,
and think about that.
I have to sit here
alone and figure out
what my secret code will be.
Alone.
Thank you.
Alone.
You need some
help in getting up?
No, no, no.
Now, that was nice.
Yeah, we hooked it up right.
Let's have some cider! Word up.
No, no, no.
We should wait for Mom.
Mom! We're waiting!
The room is soundproof.
Ha ha ha ha.
Now, let me tell you something.
Your mother is
enjoying the room.
Understand?
She'll come out when
she wants to come out.
So in the meantime,
everybody just chill.
She better come out soon.
We have to go grocery shopping.
You know we're out of cereal.
[pounding]
There she is! Hey, hey, hey.
Come back here.
This is not a fox hunt.
So you'll stop
hounding your mother.
But... But, Dad... What
kind of word is that?
"Butdad? Butdad? Butdad?"
Okay.
Dad, I was just gonna go
and ask her where
the cookie cutters were
because I'm gonna
make Christmas cookies.
Right. And you don't know
where the cookie cutters are?
No. Have you looked for them?
No. Ha ha!
Mom knows where they
are and Mom's right there,
so why should I just
go looking for them?
[footsteps] She's going
down the back stairs!
I'm telling all of
you... Sit down!
If your mother wants
to come in here,
she will come in here.
Okay? That's fair
enough, isn't it?
Where are you going?
I'm going to make
Christmas cookies. I'll help.
Go make your cookies.
And don't send her, either.
Don't try that old trick
of sending the young dumb one.
I'm just gonna make
out a grocery list.
And the same thing
goes for you, cos.
Well... I think...
I'm going to get
the Christmas lights
and... and fix 'em.
Get them ready to
decorate the house.
Any volunteers?
I would really love
to help you, but...
No, no, no, no.
It's not, "you
really would," huh?
I'm giving you a
chance to volunteer.
Yeah, and... and,
Dad, let me just explain,
the only reason I'm not
volunteering is because...
my blood sugar's low, man.
It's low? It's low.
You need something
to carry it up?
Yeah, and there's
nothing in the refrigerator...
Okay, well, let's
put it this way.
We'll work on these
Christmas lights,
and then I will rush
you to the hospital.
All right?
Mm-hmm.
Gosh, this thing has its
own answering machine.
Hello, this is Clair,
will of the wisp, free spirit,
I don't feel like talking
to you right now.
Nothing personal, I'm
just not in the mood,
but should my mood shift,
I'll get back to you.
[laughs]
Oh.
Hello.
Hi, Daniel?
Hi! This is Aunt
Clair. How are you?
Is your mom home?
Can I speak to her?
Thank you.
Sister Sarah.
Hi, girl!
Guess where your big
sister is at this very moment,
even as we speak.
That's right.
No, it is finished.
Fin... Listen.
Listen to this.
Wasn't that gorgeous? [laughs]
Yeah, beautiful.
No, no, I...
I said I'd live in
here for a little while
before I put the furniture in.
But wait, wait, wait. There's
something else I want you to listen to.
Hold on.
Hold on.
French doors!
Inside.
Outside.
Inside, outside.
[laughs]
Isn't that great?
Wasn't it lovely?
No, I've not lost my mind.
Listen, I do need your help.
Yeah, I've got these pictures
that I need to hang, and...
He's doing what?
Well, Sarah, I'm going
to let you go, dear.
But I just want
to tell you that...
my room is your room.
If you ever need refuge,
my room is your room...
Where's your spontaneity, dear?
Of course, it's a
long haul from Denver
for five minutes of solitude.
But it's worth it.
I love you, too. Bye.
Oh, it took me 28
years to get here.
But I'm here.
Oh, boy, am I here.
Theo is done!
Ha ha! That's that.
Okay.
Hey, Dad. Hey.
Listen, I finished testing
all the Christmas lights.
Yup, I plugged 'em in,
and the bulbs
that were burnt out,
I unscrewed, and that's that.
Can I ask you a question?
Yeah.
Um, you've seen me put
these lights together before,
haven't you?
Yeah.
When you were a little
boy, you helped me,
and I explained how to do this.
Yeah.
Did you ever hear me say,
"Now, the way to do
it, is to just plug 'em in,
the lights that are
out, you unscrew them,
and then, that's it?
No. Uh-huh.
Well, why... why...
Why did you think
I was doing all that other work?
I don't know, Dad.
I thought maybe you didn't
have anything better to do.
Okay, man, never mind.
I just thought that, you know,
working with these
lights is passing down
family tradition, but...
Dad, now let me ask
you a question. What?
And, please, take no offense,
but, shouldn't you be passing
this tradition down to Sondra?
I mean, one, she
is your oldest child,
and two, she lives here.
I checked with
Sondra. She's not ready.
And Denise is in Asia.
And if Denise were here,
she wouldn't be ready.
Now are you ready?
No, Dad, I'm not ready.
[both arguing]
I don't have any kids.
Dad, I'll tell you what,
when I have kids, and
when it's Christmastime,
I will come back and I
will pick up the tradition.
Yeah, pick up the tradition.
It's cool. You do it in
somebody else's house,
'cause you won't
be allowed in here.
I'm not threatening
you or anything, man.
I'm just talking to you,
father to son, right?
Please don't touch me.
Father to son, man.
Look, I'm just trying to
build a family tradition.
And if you don't want it,
then it's fine with me.
Thanks, Dad.
A man only gets one son,
and look at what he got.
Dr. Huxtable! Yes.
There's a big
problem in the kitchen!
Come on, girls!
These are not right.
These are supposed to
be flat Christmas cookies
so we can decorate them.
But, look at them,
they're inflated.
And why are they like this?
I don't know.
Mom would know,
but you're not
letting us ask her.
Rudy, it doesn't
matter how they look,
it's how they taste.
You should let them ask mom.
We didn't have all
the right ingredients,
so we had to do
a little substituting.
We could have
avoided this disaster
if we had access to
the proper channels.
Are you telling me
that this is my fault?
Yes, sir. Yes.
These cookies are puffy and bad
because I said for you all
to go shop... I'm telling you...
Dad? Dad? They
aren't just puffy and bad,
these are puffy and disgusting.
I'm... I'm confused.
Because, why are you eating it?
Dad, I told you before, my blood
sugar was low, and I'm hungry.
The point is,
you can't say that
because you can't
get in touch with your mother,
that's why these
cookies are puffy.
If you go shopping,
who buys the ingredients
to put in the cookies?
There's where the fault is.
We're talking about
purchasers power. You get it?
Yeah. Got any money?
[pounding]
Shh. Did you hear that?
Cousin Clair! Mom!
Mrs. Huxtable!
That was her desk, man.
She's moving in that room.
Well, she's supposed
to, Son. That's her room.
Dad, this is getting weird.
She's not coming out.
Yeah, Cousin Cliff,
aren't you worried?
She doesn't have
any food in there.
I'll take her a sandwich.
Now that's a good idea.
She must be hungry.
'Cause obviously we're starving.
[broken doorbell chimes]
Daddy, get the doorbell fixed.
Young Mr. Yang. How are you?
Dr. Huxtable, I got
a delivery. Yes, sir.
Um, did anybody
call for Chinese food?
Not me. Not me. Not me.
We'll take it, though.
I'm afraid there's some mistake.
Oh, no, no, no. I have
specific instructions.
It says, "Head
straight for the kitchen,
"turn right into
the dining room,
take a left, and come alone."
Yes, sir.
This time, I got it right
with the proper ingredients.
There you are. There you go.
Hey, why is the door
open? It's cold in here.
We're putting the
Christmas lights up.
You guys are
just in time to help.
Okay. Have a cookie.
Have a cookie. No thank
you. I'll get some later.
You know, it's not that
we really need Mom
to make Christmas cookies.
It's just more fun with her.
I can understand that.
It's like you have
someone to share it with.
Kind of like hanging
Christmas lights.
I still don't understand
why she wants to be alone.
Nobody I know wants to be alone.
The funny thing is, Cousin
Clair's got her own room.
If she wants privacy, all she
has to do is go to her bedroom.
The only one to
bug her there is...
Let me tell you all
something about privacy.
Privacy is being able to have
a complete thought and follow it
all the way through
without somebody coming in...
"But, Dad. But, Dad. But, Dad."
To this day, I don't know
how smart I actually could be.
Because people keep coming
in and jamming my thoughts.
I don't know how many inventions
I could have created
had I been able to
have a complete thought.
And that's what I'm trying
to give to your mother.
You people are always
jamming and jamming.
And that's why I do
these Christmas lights.
Because as soon as
I start work on them,
people disappear.
I just hope that my
wife is in that room
just being within herself.
♪ Gotta, gotta shake ♪
♪ Shake, shake, shake ♪
♪ Shake it up, baby ♪
♪ Shake it up, baby ♪
♪ Gotta, gotta shake
Shake, shake, shake ♪
♪ Shake it up, baby ♪
♪ Shake it up, baby ♪
♪ Just a little more ♪
♪ Just a little more ♪
♪ That's all I need ♪
♪ All I need ♪
♪ The feel of
twistin' and turnin' ♪
♪ And I'm feeling free ♪
♪ Feeling free ♪
♪ Soul makes me go ♪
♪ And the groove makes me move ♪
♪ The rhythm makes
me out of my mind ♪
♪ You gotta, gotta shake ♪
♪ Shake, shake, shake ♪
♪ Shake it up, baby ♪
Okay, I'm about to
plug the lights in now.
As you all know,
you should stand
across the street
so you can see the full effect!
All right? Across
the street all the way.
No, no, take her
hand. Take her hand!
Why don't you try looking both
ways when you cross the street?
You let her run away like that!
Okay.
Now get back farther!
Farther!
All right!
[all] Oooh!
[Pam] Cousin Cliff, you
did a great job this year!
[Theo] Yes, we did!
[Olivia] I'm impressed.
[Rudy] Me, too. Where's Dad?
[Theo] Yo, Dad! Come
on out! Check this out!
[all clamoring]
[Theo] Dad? Hey, Dad?
♪♪ [sultry jazz]
[glasses clink]
♪♪ [end theme]
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