[DIANNE REEVES' "HOW HIGH THE MOON" PLAYING ON JUKEBOX]
Potsie, I'll lend you the money for a soda.
No, I love ketchup freezes.
[POTSIE COUGHING]
I'm in love. I'm in love. I'm in L-O-V-E with a wonderful girl.
POTSIE: Again? Ha-ha.
Who is it this time? Uh, Carol Rensco?
Carol Rensco? She's old hat. We broke up Wednesday.
This time it's the real thing, Cindy Shellenburger.
Cindy. You can't be in love with her. I am. Right, Rich? I told you at lunch.
I said those very words, didn't I?
I guess so. It's hard to tell. You had a lot of food in your mouth.
Well, I saw her first.
Well, I saw her in the principal's office when I was getting my late slip.
RALPH: Yeah? Well, I saw her last year when we played Wycliffe High.
- She was the homecoming queen. - Oh. Yeah.
I was in love with her then,
only I forgot until she transferred to Jefferson.
Listen, guys, from what I've heard about Cindy
- you both better forget about her. - Why? I'm cute.
My Aunt Blanche once told me I was cute as a bug's ear.
RICHIE: With Cindy I don't think cute matters.
Not only was she Wycliffe's homecoming queen,
but she was also the prom queen,
and last Arbor Day she was picked as "Miss Sapling."
Oh, yeah, and I heard she's older.
Yeah. She missed some school
because she was travelling Europe with the Army.
- She's a WAC? - No, no. Her father's a major.
There she is.
She waved at me.
Uh-uh, three out of five fingers were waving at me.
Hi. I'm Cindy Shellenburger.
You're Richie Cunningham, aren't you?
Yeah, he's Richie Cunningham. You probably don't remember me,
- Hi. - you and I met...
Uh, Mr. Shanley says I'm a little behind in English and biology.
- He said you might help me. - He did?
Yeah. So is it okay if I come over to your house to study tonight?
CINDY: We're busy moving in at my house.
Welcome to the neighbourhood, Miss Sapling.
Thanks. Uh, is it okay?
Oh.
Sure, sure. Why not?
Potsie Weber, um, I was getting a late slip.
- Oh, great. I'll see you at 8 then. - and you were...
Nice talking to you, Richie. Um, bye, whoever.
That's the breaks. Nowadays it just doesn't pay to be cute as a bug's ear.
- Richard, why are you so nervous? - Uh.
Me nervous? I'm just having a friend over to study.
- What makes you think I'm nervous? - Little things,
like spending an hour and a half in the shower,
and now you're playing musical chairs and there's no music.
Well, it's just that I have a lot on my mind.
Oh, Dad, listen, I'll be right back. Don't touch these chairs.
Don't touch these chairs, Marion.
You know, Howard, Richard is acting a little strange.
I noticed that. He kept writing the name "Cindy" in his mashed potatoes.
Of course, we could just be imagining it.
Now, he never has had the appetite that Chuck has.
Marion, Argentina doesn't have the appetite that Chuck has.
He's acting as if a girlfriend were coming over.
Well, I hope so. I'd hate to think he wasted a half a bottle
of my best aftershave lotion on Potsie.
[DOORBELL RINGS]
I'll get it! I'll get it. It's my get.
Hey, Rich. Hi, Mr. C. Hi, Mrs. C.
Were you expecting Potsie?
- No, Dad. - Good boy.
Potsie, what are you doing here?
Oh. Well, um, remember in English class today
Mrs. Wallerstein read that poem on friendship.
Be a friend good and true And pay a visit long past due
- I saw you all day in school. - Oh, yeah, but...
Potsie, listen. You-know-who is coming over, so why don't you go visit some
- other "good and true" friend? Okay? POTSIE: Some best friend.
[DOORBELL RINGS]
- Dad. - I know. It's still your get.
Good night, Potsie.
Let me just see "you-know-who" and I'll leave.
[RICHIE SIGHS]
- Hi. - Hi.
- Uh, well, Mom, Dad, this... - This must be "you-know-who."
- I'm Cindy Shellenburger. - Well, come in.
Hi, Mr. and Mrs. Cunningham.
MARION: on, hello, Cindy. - Hi.
CINDY: I didn't know Potsie was gonna study with us.
He's not. He was just leaving.
He was right between "good" and "night."
Oh, uh, right, right. Bye, Cindy. Bye, "true friend."
Oh, don't do anything I wouldn't do.
Well, uh, let's get down to studying.
Do you always study in the living room?
Well, no. Uh, would you rather study in the dining room?
- Well, where do you usually study? - My room.
Well, that's okay with me. Where is it, upstairs?
We're going up to my room now to study, ha.
You know, I don't think I was that nervous on our honeymoon.
I'd call it a tie, dear.
This is it. My room.
It's nice.
CINDY: Oh, I love James Dean.
Oh, yeah. Yeah, he's cool.
You know, there are many ways to study.
We could study with me sitting over there next to you,
or with you sitting over here next to me.
Or we could both sit on the floor kind of face to face.
- Whichever you prefer. - You're the teacher.
Right, I'm the teacher.
Well,
I could sit this chair next to the...
Where you're sitting.
That sounds okay to me.
Now, what would you like to start on first?
I never knew there were so many decisions involved in studying.
- How about English? - Good choice.
- Don't you think we'll need a book? - Oh, right, a book.
RICHIE: English book.
There, English book.
Ha. Okay.
- Hi, Richie. - Good night, Joanie.
Richie and Cindy sitting in a tree K-l-S-S-l-N-G
Kids.
Well, uh,
why don't we start on Evangeline?
Or... Or would you rather work on The Raven first?
It doesn't matter. They're both depressing.
- Right, well... - Hi, kids, how's the studying?
- Oh. Hi, Dad. Fine, fine, learning a lot. - Good.
RICHIE: Ha.
You know, it...
It's much nicer studying with someone.
You know this helps me too.
And since we're studying together
it sort of gives us a chance to get to know each other...
Would you like to kiss me?
- I beg your pardon? - I asked if you'd like to kiss me.
Well,
sure, ha-ha.
If you think it's the thing to do. Yeah.
Okay. Kiss away.
Here I go.
Now, tell me the difference between a simile and a metaphor.
How long did you kiss her? I mean, if it was just a peck like this:
- That doesn't mean a thing. - It was long enough.
Richie, you're crazy if you don't ask her to go steady.
Oh, I don't know, Potsie.
Look, you been with her every night for a week.
And every night she let you kiss her, right?
Well, ha, yeah.
- Okay. - Rich, uh, the lips mean something.
Maybe you're right,
but if I'm gonna ask her, I've got to have the right setting, you know?
Hey, how about the lake?
No. You see everybody goes up to the lake. I need a special place.
Why don't we ask The Fonz? He knows all the great places.
- Hey, Fonz. - Let's go.
[ROCK& ROLL MUSIC PLAYING ON JUKEBOX]
I don't remember sending out invitations.
Fonzie, we need the advice of a worldly person.
And you're the most worldly person around here.
I'm not the most worldly, but I'm in the top two.
Well, uh, Rich here needs a little help.
He needs a special place to talk to this girl.
Well, I guess a worldly man's gotta share with others.
I'll tell you where to go. You two scram.
- We want to hear the place, Fonz. - Yeah.
Hey, what am I doing here, giving a lecture?
[CHATTERING]
- The drive-in movie. - The drive-in movie?
Everybody goes to the drive-in movie.
It's not romantic enough. I was thinking...
Hey, I haven't finished yet.
- Oh, well, go ahead and finish, Fonzie. - Thank you.
You go to the Half Moon drive-in movie.
You park in Row the seventh stall in from the left.
It's romantic?
The car speaker is busted.
There's nothing to do in that stall but be romantic unless,
of course, you can lip-read.
Thanks, Fonzie.
Fonzie, how did you know that that speaker's busted?
You did it.
You didn't do it?
You're not telling me. Thanks, Fonzie.
Bright boy.
Nope, it's dead.
That's okay. I'll tell you what's happening.
I've seen this picture five times.
- No kidding? - I love monster movies.
Cindy, I'd really like to talk to you about something.
Sure.
We've been seeing quite a bit of each other lately.
Every night now for a week.
And I've really enjoyed studying with you, Richie.
- Really? - Mm-hm.
I think you're very special too.
- I like the way you kiss. - Ha.
Cindy,
I've been thinking about the future...
Is this row "K?"
No, this isn't row
You don't have to bite my head off. I have feelings too.
- I'm sorry. - Hey, listen, on your way in
did you happen to see a red station Waggon
with seven kids and a very nervous woman named Lillian?
No, I don't think so.
I must be walking around in circles.
I'm sorry I bothered you. I don't like to bother people.
- It's okay. - Lillian! Lillian!
BOY: Lillian's not here.
[TEENAGERS SHOUTING AND CAR HORNS HONKING]
- Cindy... - Mm-hm.
...I would like you to go steady with me.
Steady? You and me?
Well, yeah, ha-ha. You need two people to go steady.
Going steady.
I'm very flattered.
Then you will?
No, I can't.
I don't understand.
Well, I never go steady unless I hear the Platters singing "My Prayer."
I'll turn on the radio.
No, um, Richie, you don't understand.
Uh, some girls know when they're in love when they hear bells.
When I fall in love, I hear the Platters singing "My Prayer."
That probably sounds crazy to you.
Oh, no, no.
I think it's because my first steady used to hum it in my ear
when we were necking.
Why did you let me kiss you if you didn't want to go steady?
Because whenever I study with boys all they think about is how to kiss me.
So I give them one kiss and then we can concentrate on the books.
- It's sort of a study system. - Oh.
Still friends, okay, Richie?
Yeah, sure, still friends, ha.
Richard, my advice to you is to keep trying.
HOWARD: Some girls may start out thinking of you as a friend,
but, uh, if you keep after them sooner or later they'll come around.
HOWARD: Your mother was that way.
When I first met her, she was crazy about some guy with a Stutz Bearcat
and a racoon coat.
But after a while, I won out.
Listen to your father, Richard.
He did a lot of silly, crazy things before I came around.
Marion, I never did any silly, crazy things.
What about the time you wrote "I love you" in red paint
on the sidewalk in front of my house?
Well, there was nothing silly or crazy about that.
And he didn't just write "I love you." He did it symbolically
with an eye and a heart and a little drawing of a sheep.
Well, I understand the "eye," and the heart is for "love,"
but, uh, how does the sheep fit in?
I didn't understand it myself for a couple of days.
Then I finally remembered that a female sheep is called a "ewe."
E-W-E? I love "ewe."
[RICHIE CHUCKLES]
You did that, Dad?
Marion, do you have to come up with those things?
Grandpa didn't like it very much. I remember Howard looked so cute
with that turpentine can and scrub brush.
Okay, okay. So I did one silly, crazy thing.
Then there was the time he took me home from school.
Oh, you're not gonna go into that now, are you?
What did he do, Mom?
Well, your father promised to pick me up after school one day,
but his car wouldn't start.
So he carried me on his back.
You did that too, Dad?
Well...
Eight blocks at a full trot.
I was in better shape then.
And I was a little thinner.
You know, you're right. You're right. I'm not gonna give up on Cindy.
I am gonna fight for an unplatonic relationship.
Good for you, dear. Your father once even sent me a five-pound
box of candy on Valentine's Day anonymously. He was a devil.
I never ever sent you a five-pound box of candy.
- You didn't? - No, I didn't.
Oh, then I must've married the wrong man.
Oh, Fonzie. I didn't know you were standing here.
Hey, I'm a big fan of sidewalk art. I don't get it.
Oh, well, you see, uh, Cindy passes by this way every day
on her way home from school,
and this is just sort of a message to her.
"I love sheep."
No, "ewe." I love "ewe."
A female sheep.
How do you tell?
Hi, Richie. Hi, Fonzie.
- Hey. RICHIE: Oh, hi, Cindy.
- Hi. - Well, I was just writing you a note.
Oh, how sweet.
But I don't get it. See you later, Richie.
See, it don't look like a female sheep.
I've tried everything. I even tried sending her a box of candy.
Did you try blowing in her ear?
What good would that do?
It works on Sue Ellen Lisky.
"Hello" works on Sue Ellen Lisky.
- Hi, Richie. RICHIE: Oh, hi, Cindy.
POTSIE & RALPH: Hi, Cindy. - I said it first.
RALPH: I said "Hi, Cin" before you said "Hi."
- You did not say "Hi..." - It was a tie.
You wanna have a sudden death playoff?
Richie, could I borrow your biology book? I left mine in my locker.
Yeah, sure.
I can't give you my love I might as well give you my biology book.
Cindy, do you think I'm cute?
It doesn't hurt to ask.
Well, sure, Ralph. You remind me of Red Buttons.
[POTSIE LAUGHING]
I remind her of Red Buttons.
Oh, big deal. Red Buttons? You always reminded me of Howdy Doody.
RALPH: I do? Okay, then pay back that dollar you owe me.
POTSIE: Definitely Red Buttons. RALPH: Okay.
RALPH: Here's the biology book, Cindy.
Thanks, Richie.
- Looks like her mind was occupied. RICHIE: You see what I mean?
She's talking to me, but she's staring at the busboy. Why?
I think I know the key that opens Cindy's heart.
Tell me.
RICHIE: This is ridiculous because I'm not getting a tattoo.
RALPH: Why not? You love her, don't you?
RICHIE: Well, yeah. POTSIE: You've tried everything else.
RICHIE: Yeah, but... - Then try this.
[NEEDLE BUZZING]
I always wanted to see somebody get a tattoo.
Will you tell me where you marked down what this cheque is for?
You follow this purple arrow around these three cheques
to the back of the stub.
Marion, Rothschild did not base the system of banking on purple arrows.
And look at this one. Now, why have you got the word "oops" written on it?
Oh, I made a mistake. That cheque's no good.
Well, didn't you ever hear of the word "void"?
Well, yes, but that's an ugly word. It makes me feel guilty.
- Well, if you don't want me... JOANIE: Hi, Mom.
I do want you to have a chequing acc...
Don't fight in front of the children.
"Don't fight in front of the children." "Not too loud, the neighbours'll hear."
Why don't we just rent a hotel room for fights?
Let me know when Richie comes home. I want to see his new arm.
Oh, what new arm?
He's getting a tattoo. It's gonna be cool.
He's getting a what?
Mary Ellen Gilmartin, my friend at the Little Chipmunks
heard it from her brother, Buddy. He's down at the tattoo parlour.
Oh, I rubbed baby oil all over his body for the first three whole years of his life
and now they're going to mark it.
Don't you worry, Marion. He is not getting a tattoo.
Howard. Howard, what if they've already marked something on him?
Then we'll write the word "oops" over it.
Well, how about that schooner there with the sails?
Fifty dollars.
- Oh, $50. - Fifty-five with cannon.
- We only have five dollars. - Uh, we better not get one.
Well, you better get a fish. But forget about the sharks.
Sharks cost 10. You might try a mackerel.
I've always sort of liked fish, I guess, but...
If there's one mark on this boy, I'm suing.
He was gonna try a mackerel.
Yeah? Well, he better try going home before I get very upset.
On second thought, I'm already upset, so I suggest you go home anyway.
I was just humouring them.
- Dad... - I don't want to hear about it.
You're not getting a tattoo.
That's right. Listen to your father.
- Hey, how about you? - No, thanks.
POTSIE: Not bad, Rich.
Not bad at all. But I still think you should have gotten an eagle.
Hey, I don't do birds, I only do fish.
And if you don't stop moving you're gonna have
a fish with a Mona Lisa smile.
- I want to look at it in the mirror. FONZIE: Hold still.
If you move one more time, I'm gonna draw my fist on your little nose.
- Does it look real? FONZIE: Will you cool it?
I'm gonna put a hook in its mouth.
[KNOCKING ON DOOR]
MARION: Richie, what's going on in there?
Nothing, Mom. Uh, we're just studying.
Well, why is your door locked?
Because, uh,
we're studying McCarthyism.
[CHILDREN CHATTERING]
Richie, thanks for these bio notes.
You draw amoebas much better than sheep.
Cindy, I know you think of me as this nice, sort of square,
honour student, but there's another side to me.
There is?
I bet you didn't know I could run a mile in under six minutes.
No, I didn't.
And I bet you never would have guessed that I have one of these.
Hey, a tattoo.
Yeah, tattoo.
A rugged fish.
It's nice.
- Richie, can I ask you a question? - Sure.
When the blood goes into the right auricle,
how does it get back to the left ventricle again?
Is that all you have to say about my tattoo? I thought the tattoo
was the reason you were staring at the busboy at Arnold's.
Oh, uh, well, he could make his wiggle.
I thought it was, you know, interesting.
But I'm not crazy about tattoos.
Cindy...
...what can I do to make you change your mind about me?
I don't want to be just friends.
Well, Richie, friendship is one thing, but love is magic.
I don't know what it's all about.
I just know that when Mr. Right comes along, I'll be able to tell.
I know. You'll hear the Platters.
Richie, look, give it time. Maybe someday it'll happen.
[RICHIE SIGHS]
Meanwhile, can't we be friends?
Well, I guess you can never have enough friends.
Right.
Cindy,
I would like you to have a memento of our relationship.
How sweet. What is it?
My tattoo.
[LAUGHING]
Dad, uh, Mom, can I talk to you for a second?
Well, sure, Richard. We'll see you later, huh, Joanie?
Do I have to leave?
- Yes. - Where'll I go?
Well, you might try school.
JOAN I E: Okay.
Bye, Sweetheart.
- You'll tell me later, won't you, Mom? MARION: No.
It's lousy being a kid.
Dad, tell me,
what would you have done if after all the things you tried,
Mom still hadn't have liked you?
Oh, gee, Richard, I don't know.
I suppose I would have been pretty upset at first and...
Well, after a while I'd figure that she wasn't interested in me
and it was obvious that we weren't right for each other.
Now, Mom, what would you have done if Dad had just stopped going after you?
Yeah, Mom. I've often wondered about that. What would you have done?
Oh, that's easy. I would have found out who sent me
that five-pound box of candy.
[HOWARD & RICHIE LAUGHING]
- That's one of her better ones. - Yeah.