Happy Days (1974) s04e08 Episode Script
They Shoot Fonzies, Don't They?
1
Sunday, Monday, happy days ♪
Tuesday, Wednesday, happy days ♪
Thursday, Friday, happy days ♪
The weekend comes, my cycle hums ♪
Ready to race to you ♪
These days are ours ♪
These days are ours ♪
Good-bye, gray sky, hello, blue ♪
There's nothing can hold me when I hold you ♪
It feels so right it can't be wrong ♪
Rocking and rolling all week long ♪
(organ solo plays over rhythmic hand claps)
Sunday, Monday, happy days ♪
Tuesday, Wednesday, happy days ♪
Thursday, Friday, happy days ♪
Saturday, what a day ♪
Groovin' all week with you ♪
These days are ours ♪
These days are ours ♪
These happy days ♪
Are yours and mine ♪
These happy days are yours ♪
! ♪
Take out the papers and the trash ♪
,
.
?
We're a three-piece band, Al, playing six instruments.
All right now, listen to this.
Before you make an offer, I just
want you to picture something.
It's 6:00, Saturday night.
Milwaukee is especially boring,
but the word is out.
There's a marathon dance at Arnold's.
Not just measly records on the jukebox,
no, we've got a live band here, Al,
and the place is packed.
The kids the kids are very hungry
because the music is so good,
and they want cheeseburgers at this table.
Over here, they want to have pizza.
At this table, they want fish sandwiches.
Oh
the fish is selling?
Of course it's selling.
Look at this, Al, you have no room on your grill.
Your freezers are empty.
They're buying the fish?
They're buying everything, Al.
And by the end of the marathon dance,
you are completely sold out.
The biggest day in Arnold's history!
I love it! I love it!
Okay, I'll pay the band $25.
$25?
Oh, forget it, forget it.
$35 plus a meal.
Will you eat the fish?
No. You got a deal, Al.
Good bargaining, Ralph, good bargaining!
Okay, I've got to order some fish; I'll rent a freezer!
Hey, Chang, they're buying the fish!
Well, do I drive a hard bargain
or do I drive a hard bargain?
He used to be such a nice guy.
What's wrong?
You're upset because I closed the deal?
I was trying for $200.
$200?
I heard, I heard.
What do you mean?
How could he ask for $200?
You just signed us up for a marathon dance, Ralph.
We could be working for 15 hours.
15 hours?
RALPH: That's terrible!
That's 15 times three, into 35
78 cents an hour.
Look, you can't blame me.
I got us good money, it's the hours that are bad.
Let's get something to drink, Pots.
You got money?
No, we'll sip other people's. Oh.
(excited chatter)
I'll buy you a malt, Joanie, you'll forget about them.
Forget?
Forget being cut from the pom-pom girls?
Oh, you didn't make it, huh?
Do you see pom-poms in my hand? Well, relax.
Look, it's the first time you tried out.
Maybe you just weren't good enough.
Not good enough? Show him your cheer.
Yeah, watch this.
Hit them high, hit them low,
come on, Jefferson, go, go, go!
Pretty good, huh?
Not bad.
Jill Higgins is the captain.
She's the one who cut me.
Aw, don't you think you're taking it too seriously?
Big deal. So you didn't make the pom-poms.
Yeah, Joanie, it's no big deal.
Well, it is to me.
She's always flaunting her pom-poms.
Excuse me, Cunningham.
Sure, Higgins.
Jimmy, could I talk to you?
Sure.
Come on, we'll have a malt.
Jimmy, where are you going?
With Jill.
She's a pom-pom.
I can't take it anymore, I can't take it.
She beats me at everything.
When we did our science project,
her snake swallowed my white mouse.
I always wondered whatever happened to Herbert.
La, la, la, la, la, la, la ♪
La, la, la. ♪
Joanie, I know you can beat that
pom-pom at the marathon dance.
Well, not only am I not entering the dance marathon,
I'm not even going.
What do you mean, you're not going?
We're all going.
I'm going to be a judge,
Mother's going to be the first aid lady,
and Richie's playing in the band.
It's almost a family outing.
I wouldn't have a chance against her in the dance marathon.
Her partner is her brother, Bubba.
Well, a Bubba doesn't sound so hard to beat.
This Bubba lifts weights, cars, trains
I gotta tell you, I gotta tell you,
I'm very sorry that I'm late.
Hey, look at this, huh?
Asparagus all right.
Corn, huh?
I'll tell you something, I love being well-balanced.
Heyyy
Why is everybody staring?
Did I do something wrong?
Is there a hair out of place?
Arthur? Yeah.
How would you like to enter a dance marathon?
Well, I'll tell you something, Mrs. C.,
there's a marathon I want to enter,
but it's got nothing to do with dancing.
(laughing)
(laughter continues)
I was talking about being Joanie's partner.
Oh, hey, no offense, no offense, but I can't.
See, I promised Eddie Milkis
I'd be his mechanic in a stock car race in Chicago.
But that's on Friday night.
And you could make it back in plenty of time.
Oh, listen, Fonzie
doesn't have to help us.
I mean, it's not as if
he's one of the family.
Hey.
Why are you putting your food back?
Because the Fonz does nothing out of guilt.
I happen to be a free spirit,
happily motoring down the road of life.
I want to beat Jill Higgins.
Jill Higgins, you mean that little pom pop turnip?
Is she still bugging you?
Yeah, more than ever.
Yeah, and you're Joanie's only chance of beating her.
I'll tell you, the Fonz's work is never done.
So, Fonz, are you going to enter the dance marathon?
Only if this chick shows me her dimples.
All right.
Okay, let's eat.
Yeah, now I can get back my veggies.
You are going to be the handsomest judge at the dance.
And you are going to be the prettiest first aid lady.
Thank you, dear.
You know, I haven't dressed like this
since World War II.
Yeah, I know.
I remember when I came home on furlough, you were so cute.
That's when we had Joanie. Yeah.
Oh, boy,
every Saturday it's the same thing.
When is that kid going to college?
Joanie will be down in a minute.
Have you heard anything from Fonzie?
No, not a word.
Yeah, but you know, he's always late;
likes to make the grand entrance
just in the nick of time.
Well, I gotta get going.
Al wants us to get there a half hour early
to help defrost the fish.
He's so excited.
I'm not very excited.
39 cents an hour and I have to split it with a girl drummer.
(doorbell chiming)
There's Arthur.
Yeah, what did I tell you?
Ready for the grand entrance,
all spruced up and ready to go, huh?
Uh, like they say, better late than never.
So I'm coming back from Chicago,
and all of a sudden I'm making this turn
and my handlebars fell right off the bike.
MARION: Oh, my goodness!
Yeah, it makes it a little rough on the curves.
Well, how did you get here?
Well, I pushed my bike 12 miles.
The last three on my knees.
I can't walk one more step.
No. Well, it's all right. Joanie will understand.
Yeah, sure.
There'll be other marathons.
She can enter next year.
Oh, Fonzie, I'm so glad you
Well, what happened?
You're not even ready.
Yeah, look, Shortcake,
I was coming around this turn
You're not going to the dance?
HOWARD: Well, sweetheart, he tried to
No, no, no, whoa, whoa, whoa
whoa
Would I give up a date with a chick
that is cuter than a button, huh?
No.
I'll take a freshen-up shower,
put on my dancing moccasins, and I'll be fit as a fiddle.
I saw it, I saw it. I'm in control.
Zippity do-dah, zippity eh ♪
(groans)
Is he all right?
Oh, he's fit as a fiddle,
and he's a little zippity do-dah, too.
POTSIE: Venus, Goddess of love that you are ♪
Surely the things I ask ♪
Won't be too great a task ♪
Venus, if you do ♪
I promise that I always will be true ♪
I'll give her all the love I have to give ♪
As long as we both shall live ♪
Hey, Venus ♪
Oh, Venus ♪
Make my wish come true ♪
Make my wish come true ♪
Make my wish come true. ♪
(song ends)
Yowza, yowza, yowza, that was Potsie Webber.
Now everybody keep dancing, as
we approach the seven-hour mark.
RICHIE: Seven full Uh-oh, uh-oh.
There's another couple out of the marathon.
Our judges Howard and Marion
Cunningham will assist them off.
Who knows?
Who will be the last couple still dancing?
Who can answer this question?
Folks, we have more fish.
Plenty of fish.
Right, Al.
RICHIE: Who will be able to
stand the grueling, painful hours,
and win for themselves this wonderful trophy
donated by Crepnicks Foot Pad Company?
Hey, Red, I'm growing tired from listening to your voice.
Uh, right, Bubba.
Getting ready to give up, Joanie?
Let me tell you something, little girl.
This lady just asked me to take her roller-skating
when we win this marathon, and we will.
So I see we got a little competition this year, huh?
Very little.
Do you know what I think is terrific?
That an elephant learned how to talk.
Well, then maybe you'd like to make a little wager, huh?
Say five bucks, duck tail?
Oh, no, come on, let's make it ten, you creep.
And, oh, oh, oh,
just so that you don't get confused,
that's one dollar for every finger on both hands,
Bubble Brain.
You're on!
I want a challenge dance!
Yowza, yowza, yowza.
We got the first challenge dance of the evening.
Jill picks the dance and challenges the other contestants
to keep up or get disqualified.
Name your dance, Jill.
The jitterbug!
RICHIE: Oh, a killer, a real killer dance.
I'm glad we only have to play.
Let's hit it, boys.
(rock and roll playing)
Rock in the treetop all day long ♪
Rockin' and a-boppin' and a-singing his song ♪
All the little birds on Jaybird Street ♪
Love to hear the robin go tweet, tweet, tweet ♪
Rockin' robin ♪
Rockin' robin ♪
See the rockin' robin ♪
'Cause you're really gonna rock tonight, yeah ♪
One more time.
Rock in the treetop all day long ♪
Rockin' and a-boppin' and a singing his song ♪
All the little birds on Jaybird Street ♪
Love to hear the robin go tweet, tweet, tweet ♪
Rockin' robin Yeah.
Rockin' robin Blow it, Rich!
Hey, rockin' robin ♪
'Cause you're really gonna rock tonight. ♪
Hey, little bird, do it right;
all your rockin' all night long.
That a way, bird. Yeah.
(song ends)
(bell clangs)
Yowza, yowza, yowza,
and Jill's challenge jitterbug really took its toll.
Four more couples have dropped out.
Well, we're gonna take a two-minute break right now.
Now everybody remember,
they got to be back on the dance floor
when we start the next number.
I feel great, don't you, Fonz?
Superb.
Well, I'm gonna go get a drink.
Just rest a minute, okay?
Hey, Fonz, you're doing great. Fonz?
Fonz! Yeah?
Oh, good. There's only six couples left.
(wearily): Oh, that's terrific. Cunningham?
Hmm?
What are those two words you start every sentence with?
Yowza, yow
You're giving me a headache!
Oh, I'm sorry about that.
That's all right.
Listen, why don't you just tell Joanie
about having to push your bike all the way?
She'll understand that.
Hey, are you kidding me?
This marathon means so much to her, huh?
I can make it. I'm making it.
(bell clangs twice)
All right, Fonz, good luck.
And you're looking terrific.
RALPH: Hey, Rich, I can't sing anymore.
I've sung the whole Top 40 and three hymns.
Oh. Okay, you'd better sing one, Ralph.
I'll play the piano.
Okay.
Yowza, yowza.
I mean, yes, sir.
RICHIE: It's time to end the two-minute break.
All contestants out on the floor.
We know how much you love to do the twist.
So, for our next number, we're gonna
Cunningham?
I think it's about time that we do a waltz.
A waltz?
Oh, come on, Rich, I don't want to do
Oh, how we danced on the night we were wed ♪
We vowed our true love, though a word wasn't said ♪
The world was in bloom ♪
There were stars in the sky ♪
Except for the few that were there in your eyes ♪
Dearly I held you close in my arms ♪
Angels were singing a hymn to your charms ♪
Two hearts gently beating and murmuring low ♪
My darling, I love you so. ♪
(song ends)
Getting tired, Fonzie?
JILL: You can stop.
Let me tell you something.
Even if I wanted to stop, I can't.
This body don't quit. Huh.
Well, then, maybe you'd like to up our little bet.
Up it where?
Forget money.
If we win, you get a crew cut.
(Bubba cackling)
Crewcut? Let me tell you
(clucking)
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, whoa!
Keep dancing.
Yeah, you're right. You're right.
All right, all right, I'm dancing, I'm dancing.
Listen, if we lose, I'll get a crew cut, but we won't, see?
And when we win, then Miss Cunningham here becomes
a cheerleader like she should have been in the first place.
It's a bet.
(falsetto): It's a bet.
Thanks, Fonz. You're the greatest.
Heyyy
Hold me up, will you? Hold me up.
Okay. Listen, listen. If you have to get a crew cut,
I'll knit you a cap.
You'll knit me a Spanish accent
'cause I'm going to Peru!
(upbeat music playing)
Fish
Yowza, yowza
(bell clangs)
(wearily): Yowza, yowza, yowza.
RICHIE: Here we are in the 14th hour.
There are still three couples dancing.
There are still two couples dancing.
We're dedicating this next cha-cha challenge
to those stubborn, wonderful, rotten, dancing fools.
I can't sing anymore, Rich.
Me, neither.
(drum solo)
Show-off.
Where do girls get all that energy?
I don't know.
I hear girls have extra-large adrenaline glands.
You have to hear that?
You couldn't see for yourself?
RICHIE: We're gonna take a two-minute break now.
Let's take a break.
(bell clangs)
Oh, Fonz, no, don't lie down; It'll be harder to get up.
Don't you ever get tired?
JOANIE: No, it's not a school night.
MARION: Arthur,
are you all right, dear?
Hey, it's like taking candy from a baby, Mrs. Whoever.
Howard
Huh?
Arthur, he's had too much.
You've got to disqualify him.
No, I, I'm not going to do that, Marion,
but I'll talk to Joanie.
It's better for her if she makes the decision.
Now, don't worry about it.
She's a sweet and sympathetic girl.
What do you mean, you want to quit?!
You can't quit!
You're all talk, no action!
It worked!
You're standing up, Fonz. I knew you could do it.
Hey, that was a trick?
That was a good one, Shortcake.
Joanie, come here. I gotta talk to you.
Oh, I got Fonzie going again.
Boy, he tires easy.
Yeah, but there's a reason for it.
Now, enough is enough.
Oh, but I feel great!
Joanie, it is not you! Would you look at Fonzie?
He's fine. I keep tricking him.
(bell clangs)
Oh, gotta go, Dad.
Wait a minute.
Now, Fonzie didn't want you to know this,
but he pushed his motorcycle 12 miles
just to get to this dance on time,
for you.
Now, do you still want to go on tricking him?
(bell clangs twice)
I'm up, right?
I'm up. My feet are moving like a bandit.
You're in la-la land, Fonz.
Oh, yeah?
Let me tell you something, it's a lot of fun in la-la land.
It might not look it,
but inside, I'm doing the mambo.
Oh, Fonz, the dance is over.
Did we win, huh? We won, huh?
Hey, we won.
Whoa, I knew we could make it.
That's it.
He really wanted to go on.
It's me, I quit.
That's it! Fonzie's finished. We win!
Hey, Fonz, I know a barber who gives great crew cuts!
Crewcut!
Crewcut?
Hey, you're talking about my hair here.
Let me tell you something.
I have a challenge dance request.
No.
RICHIE: Yowza, yowza
No yowza, just a challenge.
This challenge dance is called
(falsetto): The kazatski!
RICHIE: We'll fake it.
Yeah, one, two, one, two, three!
("Hava Nagila" playing)
(rhythmic hand claps)
Wow!
(applause)
(song ends, cheering)
The winners are Cunningham and Fonzarelli!
I would just like to thank someone, uh, here tonight
without whom this whole thing would not have been possible.
Of course, I am talking about myself.
(applause)
Also, uh, thanks very much for my foot. Hmm.
I would also like to say that Joanie Cunningham,
our newest pom-pom girl at Jefferson High School
is not bad, either.
Thanks, Fonz.
(applause)
Don't tell Mom we lost.
Oh, Bubba.
FONZIE: Girls?
Home, James. Heyyy
You know something, Joanie?
You were fantastic.
(gasps)
You kissed me!
Oh, well, it-it's late. I lost my head.
Did you see that?
She kissed her brother.
It's been a day of miracles.
Yeah.
Can I walk you home?
Sure you can walk me home, Jimmy.
These happy days are yours and mine, Happy Days. ♪
(rhythmic hand claps)
Good-bye gray sky, hello, blue ♪
There's nothing can hold me when I hold you ♪
It feels so right, it can't be wrong ♪
Rockin' and rollin' all week long ♪
These days are ours ♪
These days are ours ♪
Share them with me ♪
These happy days are yours and mine ♪
Sunday, Monday, happy days ♪
Tuesday, Wednesday, happy days ♪
Thursday, Friday, happy days ♪
The weekend comes, my cycle hums ♪
Ready to race to you ♪
These days are ours ♪
These days are ours ♪
Good-bye, gray sky, hello, blue ♪
There's nothing can hold me when I hold you ♪
It feels so right it can't be wrong ♪
Rocking and rolling all week long ♪
(organ solo plays over rhythmic hand claps)
Sunday, Monday, happy days ♪
Tuesday, Wednesday, happy days ♪
Thursday, Friday, happy days ♪
Saturday, what a day ♪
Groovin' all week with you ♪
These days are ours ♪
These days are ours ♪
These happy days ♪
Are yours and mine ♪
These happy days are yours ♪
! ♪
Take out the papers and the trash ♪
,
.
?
We're a three-piece band, Al, playing six instruments.
All right now, listen to this.
Before you make an offer, I just
want you to picture something.
It's 6:00, Saturday night.
Milwaukee is especially boring,
but the word is out.
There's a marathon dance at Arnold's.
Not just measly records on the jukebox,
no, we've got a live band here, Al,
and the place is packed.
The kids the kids are very hungry
because the music is so good,
and they want cheeseburgers at this table.
Over here, they want to have pizza.
At this table, they want fish sandwiches.
Oh
the fish is selling?
Of course it's selling.
Look at this, Al, you have no room on your grill.
Your freezers are empty.
They're buying the fish?
They're buying everything, Al.
And by the end of the marathon dance,
you are completely sold out.
The biggest day in Arnold's history!
I love it! I love it!
Okay, I'll pay the band $25.
$25?
Oh, forget it, forget it.
$35 plus a meal.
Will you eat the fish?
No. You got a deal, Al.
Good bargaining, Ralph, good bargaining!
Okay, I've got to order some fish; I'll rent a freezer!
Hey, Chang, they're buying the fish!
Well, do I drive a hard bargain
or do I drive a hard bargain?
He used to be such a nice guy.
What's wrong?
You're upset because I closed the deal?
I was trying for $200.
$200?
I heard, I heard.
What do you mean?
How could he ask for $200?
You just signed us up for a marathon dance, Ralph.
We could be working for 15 hours.
15 hours?
RALPH: That's terrible!
That's 15 times three, into 35
78 cents an hour.
Look, you can't blame me.
I got us good money, it's the hours that are bad.
Let's get something to drink, Pots.
You got money?
No, we'll sip other people's. Oh.
(excited chatter)
I'll buy you a malt, Joanie, you'll forget about them.
Forget?
Forget being cut from the pom-pom girls?
Oh, you didn't make it, huh?
Do you see pom-poms in my hand? Well, relax.
Look, it's the first time you tried out.
Maybe you just weren't good enough.
Not good enough? Show him your cheer.
Yeah, watch this.
Hit them high, hit them low,
come on, Jefferson, go, go, go!
Pretty good, huh?
Not bad.
Jill Higgins is the captain.
She's the one who cut me.
Aw, don't you think you're taking it too seriously?
Big deal. So you didn't make the pom-poms.
Yeah, Joanie, it's no big deal.
Well, it is to me.
She's always flaunting her pom-poms.
Excuse me, Cunningham.
Sure, Higgins.
Jimmy, could I talk to you?
Sure.
Come on, we'll have a malt.
Jimmy, where are you going?
With Jill.
She's a pom-pom.
I can't take it anymore, I can't take it.
She beats me at everything.
When we did our science project,
her snake swallowed my white mouse.
I always wondered whatever happened to Herbert.
La, la, la, la, la, la, la ♪
La, la, la. ♪
Joanie, I know you can beat that
pom-pom at the marathon dance.
Well, not only am I not entering the dance marathon,
I'm not even going.
What do you mean, you're not going?
We're all going.
I'm going to be a judge,
Mother's going to be the first aid lady,
and Richie's playing in the band.
It's almost a family outing.
I wouldn't have a chance against her in the dance marathon.
Her partner is her brother, Bubba.
Well, a Bubba doesn't sound so hard to beat.
This Bubba lifts weights, cars, trains
I gotta tell you, I gotta tell you,
I'm very sorry that I'm late.
Hey, look at this, huh?
Asparagus all right.
Corn, huh?
I'll tell you something, I love being well-balanced.
Heyyy
Why is everybody staring?
Did I do something wrong?
Is there a hair out of place?
Arthur? Yeah.
How would you like to enter a dance marathon?
Well, I'll tell you something, Mrs. C.,
there's a marathon I want to enter,
but it's got nothing to do with dancing.
(laughing)
(laughter continues)
I was talking about being Joanie's partner.
Oh, hey, no offense, no offense, but I can't.
See, I promised Eddie Milkis
I'd be his mechanic in a stock car race in Chicago.
But that's on Friday night.
And you could make it back in plenty of time.
Oh, listen, Fonzie
doesn't have to help us.
I mean, it's not as if
he's one of the family.
Hey.
Why are you putting your food back?
Because the Fonz does nothing out of guilt.
I happen to be a free spirit,
happily motoring down the road of life.
I want to beat Jill Higgins.
Jill Higgins, you mean that little pom pop turnip?
Is she still bugging you?
Yeah, more than ever.
Yeah, and you're Joanie's only chance of beating her.
I'll tell you, the Fonz's work is never done.
So, Fonz, are you going to enter the dance marathon?
Only if this chick shows me her dimples.
All right.
Okay, let's eat.
Yeah, now I can get back my veggies.
You are going to be the handsomest judge at the dance.
And you are going to be the prettiest first aid lady.
Thank you, dear.
You know, I haven't dressed like this
since World War II.
Yeah, I know.
I remember when I came home on furlough, you were so cute.
That's when we had Joanie. Yeah.
Oh, boy,
every Saturday it's the same thing.
When is that kid going to college?
Joanie will be down in a minute.
Have you heard anything from Fonzie?
No, not a word.
Yeah, but you know, he's always late;
likes to make the grand entrance
just in the nick of time.
Well, I gotta get going.
Al wants us to get there a half hour early
to help defrost the fish.
He's so excited.
I'm not very excited.
39 cents an hour and I have to split it with a girl drummer.
(doorbell chiming)
There's Arthur.
Yeah, what did I tell you?
Ready for the grand entrance,
all spruced up and ready to go, huh?
Uh, like they say, better late than never.
So I'm coming back from Chicago,
and all of a sudden I'm making this turn
and my handlebars fell right off the bike.
MARION: Oh, my goodness!
Yeah, it makes it a little rough on the curves.
Well, how did you get here?
Well, I pushed my bike 12 miles.
The last three on my knees.
I can't walk one more step.
No. Well, it's all right. Joanie will understand.
Yeah, sure.
There'll be other marathons.
She can enter next year.
Oh, Fonzie, I'm so glad you
Well, what happened?
You're not even ready.
Yeah, look, Shortcake,
I was coming around this turn
You're not going to the dance?
HOWARD: Well, sweetheart, he tried to
No, no, no, whoa, whoa, whoa
whoa
Would I give up a date with a chick
that is cuter than a button, huh?
No.
I'll take a freshen-up shower,
put on my dancing moccasins, and I'll be fit as a fiddle.
I saw it, I saw it. I'm in control.
Zippity do-dah, zippity eh ♪
(groans)
Is he all right?
Oh, he's fit as a fiddle,
and he's a little zippity do-dah, too.
POTSIE: Venus, Goddess of love that you are ♪
Surely the things I ask ♪
Won't be too great a task ♪
Venus, if you do ♪
I promise that I always will be true ♪
I'll give her all the love I have to give ♪
As long as we both shall live ♪
Hey, Venus ♪
Oh, Venus ♪
Make my wish come true ♪
Make my wish come true ♪
Make my wish come true. ♪
(song ends)
Yowza, yowza, yowza, that was Potsie Webber.
Now everybody keep dancing, as
we approach the seven-hour mark.
RICHIE: Seven full Uh-oh, uh-oh.
There's another couple out of the marathon.
Our judges Howard and Marion
Cunningham will assist them off.
Who knows?
Who will be the last couple still dancing?
Who can answer this question?
Folks, we have more fish.
Plenty of fish.
Right, Al.
RICHIE: Who will be able to
stand the grueling, painful hours,
and win for themselves this wonderful trophy
donated by Crepnicks Foot Pad Company?
Hey, Red, I'm growing tired from listening to your voice.
Uh, right, Bubba.
Getting ready to give up, Joanie?
Let me tell you something, little girl.
This lady just asked me to take her roller-skating
when we win this marathon, and we will.
So I see we got a little competition this year, huh?
Very little.
Do you know what I think is terrific?
That an elephant learned how to talk.
Well, then maybe you'd like to make a little wager, huh?
Say five bucks, duck tail?
Oh, no, come on, let's make it ten, you creep.
And, oh, oh, oh,
just so that you don't get confused,
that's one dollar for every finger on both hands,
Bubble Brain.
You're on!
I want a challenge dance!
Yowza, yowza, yowza.
We got the first challenge dance of the evening.
Jill picks the dance and challenges the other contestants
to keep up or get disqualified.
Name your dance, Jill.
The jitterbug!
RICHIE: Oh, a killer, a real killer dance.
I'm glad we only have to play.
Let's hit it, boys.
(rock and roll playing)
Rock in the treetop all day long ♪
Rockin' and a-boppin' and a-singing his song ♪
All the little birds on Jaybird Street ♪
Love to hear the robin go tweet, tweet, tweet ♪
Rockin' robin ♪
Rockin' robin ♪
See the rockin' robin ♪
'Cause you're really gonna rock tonight, yeah ♪
One more time.
Rock in the treetop all day long ♪
Rockin' and a-boppin' and a singing his song ♪
All the little birds on Jaybird Street ♪
Love to hear the robin go tweet, tweet, tweet ♪
Rockin' robin Yeah.
Rockin' robin Blow it, Rich!
Hey, rockin' robin ♪
'Cause you're really gonna rock tonight. ♪
Hey, little bird, do it right;
all your rockin' all night long.
That a way, bird. Yeah.
(song ends)
(bell clangs)
Yowza, yowza, yowza,
and Jill's challenge jitterbug really took its toll.
Four more couples have dropped out.
Well, we're gonna take a two-minute break right now.
Now everybody remember,
they got to be back on the dance floor
when we start the next number.
I feel great, don't you, Fonz?
Superb.
Well, I'm gonna go get a drink.
Just rest a minute, okay?
Hey, Fonz, you're doing great. Fonz?
Fonz! Yeah?
Oh, good. There's only six couples left.
(wearily): Oh, that's terrific. Cunningham?
Hmm?
What are those two words you start every sentence with?
Yowza, yow
You're giving me a headache!
Oh, I'm sorry about that.
That's all right.
Listen, why don't you just tell Joanie
about having to push your bike all the way?
She'll understand that.
Hey, are you kidding me?
This marathon means so much to her, huh?
I can make it. I'm making it.
(bell clangs twice)
All right, Fonz, good luck.
And you're looking terrific.
RALPH: Hey, Rich, I can't sing anymore.
I've sung the whole Top 40 and three hymns.
Oh. Okay, you'd better sing one, Ralph.
I'll play the piano.
Okay.
Yowza, yowza.
I mean, yes, sir.
RICHIE: It's time to end the two-minute break.
All contestants out on the floor.
We know how much you love to do the twist.
So, for our next number, we're gonna
Cunningham?
I think it's about time that we do a waltz.
A waltz?
Oh, come on, Rich, I don't want to do
Oh, how we danced on the night we were wed ♪
We vowed our true love, though a word wasn't said ♪
The world was in bloom ♪
There were stars in the sky ♪
Except for the few that were there in your eyes ♪
Dearly I held you close in my arms ♪
Angels were singing a hymn to your charms ♪
Two hearts gently beating and murmuring low ♪
My darling, I love you so. ♪
(song ends)
Getting tired, Fonzie?
JILL: You can stop.
Let me tell you something.
Even if I wanted to stop, I can't.
This body don't quit. Huh.
Well, then, maybe you'd like to up our little bet.
Up it where?
Forget money.
If we win, you get a crew cut.
(Bubba cackling)
Crewcut? Let me tell you
(clucking)
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, whoa!
Keep dancing.
Yeah, you're right. You're right.
All right, all right, I'm dancing, I'm dancing.
Listen, if we lose, I'll get a crew cut, but we won't, see?
And when we win, then Miss Cunningham here becomes
a cheerleader like she should have been in the first place.
It's a bet.
(falsetto): It's a bet.
Thanks, Fonz. You're the greatest.
Heyyy
Hold me up, will you? Hold me up.
Okay. Listen, listen. If you have to get a crew cut,
I'll knit you a cap.
You'll knit me a Spanish accent
'cause I'm going to Peru!
(upbeat music playing)
Fish
Yowza, yowza
(bell clangs)
(wearily): Yowza, yowza, yowza.
RICHIE: Here we are in the 14th hour.
There are still three couples dancing.
There are still two couples dancing.
We're dedicating this next cha-cha challenge
to those stubborn, wonderful, rotten, dancing fools.
I can't sing anymore, Rich.
Me, neither.
(drum solo)
Show-off.
Where do girls get all that energy?
I don't know.
I hear girls have extra-large adrenaline glands.
You have to hear that?
You couldn't see for yourself?
RICHIE: We're gonna take a two-minute break now.
Let's take a break.
(bell clangs)
Oh, Fonz, no, don't lie down; It'll be harder to get up.
Don't you ever get tired?
JOANIE: No, it's not a school night.
MARION: Arthur,
are you all right, dear?
Hey, it's like taking candy from a baby, Mrs. Whoever.
Howard
Huh?
Arthur, he's had too much.
You've got to disqualify him.
No, I, I'm not going to do that, Marion,
but I'll talk to Joanie.
It's better for her if she makes the decision.
Now, don't worry about it.
She's a sweet and sympathetic girl.
What do you mean, you want to quit?!
You can't quit!
You're all talk, no action!
It worked!
You're standing up, Fonz. I knew you could do it.
Hey, that was a trick?
That was a good one, Shortcake.
Joanie, come here. I gotta talk to you.
Oh, I got Fonzie going again.
Boy, he tires easy.
Yeah, but there's a reason for it.
Now, enough is enough.
Oh, but I feel great!
Joanie, it is not you! Would you look at Fonzie?
He's fine. I keep tricking him.
(bell clangs)
Oh, gotta go, Dad.
Wait a minute.
Now, Fonzie didn't want you to know this,
but he pushed his motorcycle 12 miles
just to get to this dance on time,
for you.
Now, do you still want to go on tricking him?
(bell clangs twice)
I'm up, right?
I'm up. My feet are moving like a bandit.
You're in la-la land, Fonz.
Oh, yeah?
Let me tell you something, it's a lot of fun in la-la land.
It might not look it,
but inside, I'm doing the mambo.
Oh, Fonz, the dance is over.
Did we win, huh? We won, huh?
Hey, we won.
Whoa, I knew we could make it.
That's it.
He really wanted to go on.
It's me, I quit.
That's it! Fonzie's finished. We win!
Hey, Fonz, I know a barber who gives great crew cuts!
Crewcut!
Crewcut?
Hey, you're talking about my hair here.
Let me tell you something.
I have a challenge dance request.
No.
RICHIE: Yowza, yowza
No yowza, just a challenge.
This challenge dance is called
(falsetto): The kazatski!
RICHIE: We'll fake it.
Yeah, one, two, one, two, three!
("Hava Nagila" playing)
(rhythmic hand claps)
Wow!
(applause)
(song ends, cheering)
The winners are Cunningham and Fonzarelli!
I would just like to thank someone, uh, here tonight
without whom this whole thing would not have been possible.
Of course, I am talking about myself.
(applause)
Also, uh, thanks very much for my foot. Hmm.
I would also like to say that Joanie Cunningham,
our newest pom-pom girl at Jefferson High School
is not bad, either.
Thanks, Fonz.
(applause)
Don't tell Mom we lost.
Oh, Bubba.
FONZIE: Girls?
Home, James. Heyyy
You know something, Joanie?
You were fantastic.
(gasps)
You kissed me!
Oh, well, it-it's late. I lost my head.
Did you see that?
She kissed her brother.
It's been a day of miracles.
Yeah.
Can I walk you home?
Sure you can walk me home, Jimmy.
These happy days are yours and mine, Happy Days. ♪
(rhythmic hand claps)
Good-bye gray sky, hello, blue ♪
There's nothing can hold me when I hold you ♪
It feels so right, it can't be wrong ♪
Rockin' and rollin' all week long ♪
These days are ours ♪
These days are ours ♪
Share them with me ♪
These happy days are yours and mine ♪