Happy Days (1974) s04e15 Episode Script

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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 ♪
! ♪
(crowd cheering, shouting)
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(over P.A.): They're moving the ball around now.
Moving it all around the court.
Wait, there's a pass to Calvey.
Calvey misses.
Donley goes up for the score!
(cheering)
Two points by Donley on a missed
shot by Calvey of Jefferson.
What's the matter with you, Ralph?
Sullivan brings the ball into Paley. Can't you take a hint?
You asked Darlene out five times.
Every time, she turned you down.
Yeah, well, wait till she hears my new comedy routine,
she'll be dying to go out with me.
Humor always gets them, Richie.
(whistle blows) You want to hear it?
No. Knock, knock.
All right, who's there?
Cantaloupe.
Cantaloupe who?
Cantaloupe without a girl.
(chuckles)
He missed the foul shot.
Uh Lam-Lambert grabs the rebound,
dribbles around Adcock and scores.
(cheering)
(crowd groans)
That was Lambert who scored.
Adcock!
Did you ever hear of the word "defense?!"
Yeah, but I Get in there!
(crowd shouting)
(crowd groans)
(cheering)
(chanting): Feed 'em wheat, feed 'em oats,
feed 'em to the billy goats!
(cheering) Yeah!
POTSIE: Marshall intercepts and brings the ball down court.
You pull your skirt down.
Passes to Calvey.
Calvey scores with a pretty good set shot!
Two points, that's two points
for Jefferson's high scorer, Calvey.
How many points is that for Calvey, Al?
Calvey
Two, four,
six, seven
There's only one minute left.
I guess we're not gonna see Richie tonight.
That's all right, dear.
We'll see him later at home.
POTSIE: Calvey steals the ball with quick hands!
20 seconds to go.
(whistle blows) No! He tripped!
He trips!
Calvey's tripped, no foul is called.
What a gyp.
But an Oshkosh player touched it last,
so it's Jefferson's ball.
Wait, wait. He's getting up hurt.
Official time-out.
(buzzer sounds)
POTSIE: Talk about tension.
If Jefferson wins this game, the semifinals,
they're just one game away from playing in
the state championships at Madison.
Cunningham!
No, Coach, I'm Malph.
I know that.
He knew my name!
Sit down!
I'm gonna sit down, Coach.
Cunningham, come here. Yes.
Cunningham, twisted ankle, Calvert's out.
Aw You're in.
Ooh!
I've been watching; Got a lot of confidence in you, kid.
Looking at you out there in practice,
you know, doing a lot of good things with the ball.
Yeah, thanks, Coach.
I've got some very important strategy for you.
Name it.
Don't shoot.
Don't do anything.
But, Coach, we're one point behind.
I know. If you get the ball, pass it to Donnally.
Oh, better than that, just hold it.
Donnally will come by and take it from you.
Okay, get on out there.
(crowd cheering)
POTSIE: Cunningham in for Calvey.
Ten seconds to go, and Jefferson is behind by one point.
(whistle blows)
(crowd shouting)
Pass it! Pass it!
Shoot it!
CROWD: Five, four,
three, two
(buzzer sounds)
(crowd cheering)
(cheering)
(applause)
Well, yeah, yeah, yeah.
I-I knew the shot would go in the moment it left my fingers,
you see, 'cause, well,
it was such a smooth release.
Oh, you were amazing.
Oh, well, I wouldn't say amazing.
But if you want to (chuckles)
COLETTE: You'll probably be in the Hall of Fame!
Well, you know, uh, I am one of the first
to perfect the jump shot.
I mean, you might say that it's Bill Sharman,
Easy Ed McCauley of the Boston Celtics
and Richie Cunningham of the Jefferson High Ducks!
Richie, congrats-a-mundo!
Oh, thanks.
Thanks a lot, Fonz.
Uh, this is Colette.
I'm charmed.
Doing pretty good, huh, Fonz?
Looks like it.
Fonz, uh, I got a girl for you, too, you know.
Uh, Colette, excuse me.
You want to come right over here with me?
Now, do my ears deceive me,
or did I hear you ask if I need a date?
Oh Oh, yeah, I did, Fonz.
I'm sorry, I just got a little carried away.
Whoa.
I tell you, it's weird because I'm an instant hero.
Cunningham You know what I mean?
Well, it's very exciting for me.
The girls want to be with me all the time,
and-and they want to be around to touch me,
and I just never experienced that kind of excitement
(phone ringing) Now, now, Cunningham,
I am very proud that you are
excluding yourself from the humdrum life.
But I think you're getting a little carried away here.
All right, all right, Fonz.
So the shot was lucky.
I mean, I figure what difference does it make?
'Cause the girls don't know.
And besides that, now that I got a little confidence,
I think that if Coach Pelino puts me back into another game,
I just might make another last minute shot.
The coach called.
He's been looking all over for you.
He told me to tell you to get home
and get all the rest you can,
because Calvey busted his ankle,
and you're starting the whole game!
Starting the whole game?
This could be embarrassing.
Well, how does it feel to be king of the court?
Starting a whole game.
Hey, hey, enjoy it while you can, Jack.
Yeah.
Yeah, I guess you're right.
.
People say that?
Oh, well, actually it's Latin, see.
It means that, uh, all glory is fleeting.
Yeah, well, glory till Monday, you know.
Oh, right, Fonz.
Oh, Fonz,
now, you sure you don't want me
to set you up with Claudia here?
(chuckles)
Uh, Rich, listen, just one time,
I would love to try it just by myself, okay?
(snaps)
Uh, like they say, glory may be fleeting, you know?
(chuckles): Yeah.
But the Fonz goes on and on.
I think he's got it. I think he's got it.
Whoa!
Hey, Colette?
Want to go up to Inspiration Point with me?
I'll show you my fake.
(chuckles)
Oh, Richie!
You're such a jock! (Giggles)
Yeah, yeah, I am.
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!
You must be Cunningham,
Jefferson's new hotshot ball player?
(clears throat)
(glass shattering)
Al?
I do my best.
)
Well, Richard, you haven't touched your dinner.
Well, I'm sorry, Mom, but I'm a little nervous.
Starting and-and playing the whole game and
I-I think I'll just skip dinner, okay?
Oh, why?
Now, don't worry.
We're gonna be there rooting for you.
Now, basketball stars need their dinner.
Oh.
Well, if I see one, I'll send him over.
(phone ringing)
You know, Richard, you're a good basketball player.
Otherwise, you wouldn't be on the team. Hello.
You want to speak to.
Luscious Legs Cunningham?
That must be for me. That must be for me.
No.
It's Luscious Legs, huh?
MARION: It's for Richard.
He does have cute legs.
Oh, Mom Mom
It's a girl.
Well, I figured that.
(clears throat)
Hi.
Yeah, this is Richie Cunningham.
Uh, Sheena who?
Dubois?
Sheena Dubois?
(clears throat)
Hello, there, Sheena Dubois.
(chuckles)
No, no.
I don't believe I've ever met you.
Ask her if she has a brother, and we'll double.
Mom! Dad!
Joanie, sit down.
Here, sweetie.
(Richie clears throat anxiously)
Oh, yes, yes.
This is the star Jefferson High basketball player.
Oh, you-you want to meet with me tonight?
Well, I-I have a game and
No, no, wait, wait, wait.
Maybe we can work something out.
Uh, how about if I meet you after the game,
and that way, I can tell you how I did.
What?
You can do what?
Oh, my!
I'll be there in 15 minutes!
Look, I'm sorry, but I just got to go ahead
Uh, go ahead and eat your dessert.
I'll see you at the game.
I just, I-I got to go.
Bye, bye love ♪
(music stops)
Bye, bye, sweet ♪
(music stops)
Bye, bye, love ♪
(music stops)
All right, Al, come on, huh?!
I'm bored out here!
Rah, rah!
We are going to a basketball game,
not an Eskimo wedding, huh?
I know, Fonzie.
I just got caught up in the spirit.
Let me ask you a question.
Does my nose detect camphor balls?
I thought I got them all out.
Yeah, just don't sit close to me, all right?
Let's go. Let's go.
Oh, Al, I want you to remember one thing.
We're going on my bike, right?
Okay, I want you to lean forward.
I don't want to do a wheelie all the way to the gymnasium.
Hi, Fonz.
Al, what's the bear wearing?
The bear what's the bear wearing?
FONZIE: Yeah, right.
What are you doing here?
Well, Fonz, Fonz,
this-this girl called me up at my house.
Yeah? She wanted to meet me here.
And she said such things to me on the telephone.
(chuckles): Whoa, ho
AL: Here, Rich.
Here's the keys.
Lock up when you leave.
Fonz, I'll wait for you on your bike,
leaning forward. Yeah, right.
Hey, thanks a lot, Al.
Uh, Richie. Yeah?
You got 20 minutes.
I suggest you go right for the highlights.
Yeah.
(weak laugh)
Can I loan you a nickel? Huh?
Oh, no, no,
I was just fixing it here and I don't
Oh, you must be Sheena Dubois.
In the flesh.
You've got such a way with words.
Listen, Luscious Legs,
why don't you forget that dumb old game?
Why don't you and I go to the movies?
Oh, no, I-I couldn't.
What's playing?
Oh, no, no, no,
I-I gotta go to the game.
Listen, would you like to come with me?
I hate games. Oh.
I love athletes.
But the movies last row
all alone.
We won't even have to watch the movie.
I wonder if this happens to Bob Cousy.
Oh, no, no, wait, now wait, uh, tiger
I mean, Sheena, Sheena.
No, listen, see, uh, I have to go to the game.
Sure?
Yeah, because people are counting on me.
I have to show up.
Well, too bad.
Biff. Rocky.
Oh, no, no, please, no nicknames.
Just call me Richie.
Biff, Rocky.
Well, okay, Biff's cute, I like Biff.
Uh-huh.
(clears throat)
Biff?
Rocky.
I don't know who they are,
but I got a basketball game, I can't stay.
I could probably chat for a while.
POTSIE (over P.A.): It's been an
d
of the first quarter of the championship game.
(crowd shouting)
Donnally tries a 20-footer. He misses.
It's tapped in! Okay!
(cheering and applause)
There's still two minutes in the first quarter,
and still no sign of Richie Cunningham.
ALL (chanting): We want Cunningham!
We want Cunningham!
We want Cunningham!
Hey, Red,
just make yourself comfortable;
you aren't going anywhere till the game's over.
(nervous laughter)
Oh, boy, you must think I'm pretty stupid.
I mean,
you really think you can get some sexy chick
to call up Luscious Legs Cunningham,
come on with some real sweet talk,
and-and you really think I'm gonna buy that?
You bought it.
Looks that way, doesn't it?
Hey! Hey, you know what I'm gonna do to you?
What?
I'm gonna pop you one so you'll stop playing games.
Now, I would let him go
unless you want to make medical history.
Good choice.
Very nice. Come here, Rich.
Now I'm telling you,
you got an entire gymnasium filled with people,
and you're here with your new friends playing around.
Now, I want you to get lost, all right?
Hey, nobody moves.
It's still four against two.
Five against two.
Oh no, I-I don't think you understand, see?
Now I'm gonna save you for last,
and what we're gonna do we're gonna do alone, so sit down!
You're the greatest, Fonz. Heyyy.
Listen, will will you lock up when you're done?
Sure. Sure, I will.
Now go dribble your heart out.
All right, now, now, just before we get
hold it, hold it, hold it.
Just before we get started, all right,
since there's so many of you and just one of me,
I'd like to warm up a little bit, okay,
so I'm gonna be right back
as soon as I finish warming up, okay?
Just
(sultry melody playing)
(crowd cheering and whistling)
POTSIE (over P.A.): Donnally shoots misses.
Hey, look, Cunningham's here!
(cheering and applause)
Cunningham, where have you been?
Coach, I was kidnapped!
Oh, yeah, and I'm Elliot Ness.
Get in there for Whitkowski!
Right
POTSIE: Cunningham's in.
(cheering, drum beating)
He's so popular.
(cheering)
ALL: Fight!
Fight!
Come on! Come on!
(cheering and applause)
POTSIE (over P.A.): It's Jefferson's ball.
They're working for a good shot.
They're passing it around, looking for an opening
looking for an opening
Wait a minute!
Donnally shoots misses.
Fillmore rebounds.
Wait, Cunningham steals the ball.
He drives.
He scores!
(cheering and applause)
Jefferson's in a full-court press.
(whistle blows) Oh! Foul!
(crowd moans) It's on Johnson.
Wait, it's his fifth he's out of the game.
Al, I don't know who Jefferson has left
on the bench to put in, do you know? Uh, let's see,
uh, Ralph Malph, number 25.
Hey, you.
You!
Yeah, you.
Malph, Ralph Malph.
I know.
Get off your warm-ups, you're in the game.
Oh, thanks a lot, Coach, you won't regret it.
I never play.
Get in your uniform!
Time-out!
(horn blows)
Jefferson calls time-out.
Oh, Fonz!
Hey, listen, are you okay?
Yeah, of course I'm okay.
You remember Sheena here, right?
Yeah, but she was with the other side
Oh, yeah, she fell in with a bad crowd.
She had bad habits.
I'll break her of 'em, all right?
I mean, she's got some very good qualities,
which I'm sure you heard on the phone.
Yeah.
All right, get in there and do your stuff.
All right, Fonz.
Hey, Al, listen,
you got new bathrooms, much larger.
You're gonna love 'em.
I'll explain to you later, okay?
Okay, I'm ready, Coach.
Malph, get in there!
All right.
Let's go, all right, guys.
POTSIE: Coming in the game for Jefferson, Ralph Malph!
(whistle blows) It's Jefferson's ball.
They're coming down court.
Passing it around
Ralph looks like the best one.
Hey, Coach,
I'm doing real good, huh?
I'm sticking to him like glue!
We got the ball!
Oh, right, I'm on offense.
Get away from me!
POTSIE: Wow, it's 15 seconds to go
and Jefferson better set up for a good shot.
(shouting)
(whistle blows)
Foul, he got fouled! He got fouled!
Foul!
POTSIE: Okay! Let's go, Rich.
All right, come on, Richie.
There's one second left.
Cunningham needs to make both free throws
to send the game into overtime.
Come on, Richie, you can do it!
(buzzer)
(whistle blowing)
POTSIE: Fillmore calls a time-out.
You all right, Cunningham?
Yeah. Huh? You all right? You loose?
You want to sit down? You want to rest? No, I'm fine, Coach.
You-you-you sure you're all right? I'm fine.
If we win (chuckles)
I will have fulfilled a lifetime dream,
right, Cunningham?
If we lose, well, my life's over.
But don't worry about it, huh?
Just don't worry.
It doesn't mean anything at all, okay?
Coach Yeah?
Maybe you should sit down. Yeah, I ought to sit down.
Can I, can I sit down here? Let me, let me sit
Give me a place to sit!
The coach never has a place to sit.
(buzzer)
POTSIE: This is it.
Jefferson's season rests on Cunningham's shoulders.
(referee speaks indistinctly)
POTSIE: He makes it!
(crowd cheering)
Jefferson is one point away
from tying the game and setting up an overtime.
Richie takes a deep breath.
He bounces the ball.
He bounces it again.
He bounces it a third time.
Sorry, Rich. Guys.
All right.
(buzzer) POTSIE: Oh, no! Fillmore wins.
They go to the state championship.
FANS (chanting): We're number one!
We're number one! We're number one!
My life's over.
Richard, Richard, you just did terrific, dear.
Now you deserve another chance.
You made 12 points.
POTSIE: It's okay, Rich.
Get changed, we'll wait for you outside.
Hey, you gave it your best shot.
.
That is a Latin phrase.
It means you're gonna stay at my place
at least till Monday.
Whoa!
(sighs)
Sure, now I make it.
Want to go home?
In a minute, Dad.
Tough game.
A free throw.
I missed a lousy free throw.
Well
you make a great shot,
and you're a hero, and you miss one
and you're just one of the many that tried.
Well, Dad, that's not very comforting.
Look, Richard,
even the best of them have bad games.
You know, like Ralph Branca throwing up a home run ball
to Bobby Thomson in the play-offs.
And Mickey Owen missing the third strike
and losing the World Series.
Yeah, but, Dad, this game was important.
Oh.
I tell you something,
I think you're being a little too hard on yourself.
You know, after all, you were a hero for a week.
You had your moment,
and that's more than most people.
I guess I just wanted it to go on.
I know.
Come on, let's go home.
Here
have a Lifesaver, it'll make you feel better.
These days are ours, happy and free ♪
These happy days are yours and mine ♪
! ♪
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 ♪
These happy days are yours and mine ♪