All language subtitles for eight_is_enough_s04e02_the_cupid_crisis

Forty. Forty -one.

Stop.

Nicholas, what's wrong?

I'm tired of counting.

Oh, great. You're tired. Now, how am I
supposed to set my record?

Easy. You got to forty -one. Do nine
more and you got fifty.

Nicholas, it doesn't work that way. You
have to do fifty all at one time. You

can't just quit in the middle. It was
your fault for making me count in the

first place.

I should have known you'd blow it for
me.

Tommy.

What? I'm sorry.

I'll count all the way to 50 for you.
It's no use, Nicholas. I'm pooped.

We can do it.

Okay.

One, two, three, four, 60.

There's a magic in the early morning we
found

When the sunrise smiles on everything

around It's a portrait of

the happiness that we feel and always
will

Waited enough to fill our lives

If we're ever puzzled by the changing
time,

there's a plate of homemade wishes

on the kitchen

And it is enough to fill our lives with
love.

Game and match.

I suppose now you're going to smirk.
Smirk? Me? After trancing a man that's

geriatric?

Bring your family to the park Sunday,
and we'll see who's geriatric.

All right. You name the time and the
stakes.

High noon.

And your losing team is going to buy
dinner for my winning team.

Oh, wait a minute. That sounds
expensive. I suspect treachery.

As well you should.

You know, my new son -in -law played a
little varsity football at Chico State,

and Marcy's new fiancé was newly drafted
by the 49ers. Now, wait a minute.

Fiancés are hardly official family for
tushbowl purposes.

They were when Abby caught that lucky
touchdown pass three weeks before you

married. You snuck in the fiancé's
eligible rule, and I intend to keep it.

Okay, okay, but I don't think it's fair.
What, with David bumming around the

country trying to find himself?

Our team is a little short of male
personnel.

It's no problem.

Just marry off a daughter or two.

At today's prices?

I'd rather lose at football.

I really missed you, Susan.

Really? Yep.

I had you on my mind so much, there was
one time in Fresno I called umpire

darling.

Susan,

I really got to talk to you.

Hey, Merrill, I really missed you when
you were out on those road games.

That's nice, Nicholas.

Hey, would you rather play catch a
little later? I'd hate to interrupt your

plans. That's okay. When I heard you
were coming, I saved the whole day.

Susan, you be shortstop.

Come on.

You know, you're all he talks about.

Don't worry, he tires easily.

How easy?

A little about an hour.

I just hope my control is back.

Last few games, my fastball's been
sailing high.

Dang it.

Still sailing.

Sorry, Nicholas.

Oh, that's okay.

You're probably just used to taller
catchers.

Nope, nope. I'm just rusty.

Get the ball and we'll try again.

Right, Merle.

You're sneaky.

Sneaky enough, I need something to get
us alone for at least an hour.

Now, I've thought it all over, Susan,
and you've got to listen to me.

Okay, what's that important?

I don't believe it. It's David!

David who?

How long can you stay?

David.

The other brother with lousy timing.

What's going on?

Dad, you won't believe it. What if your
fondest wish came true? Nonsense. This

house is not about to spontaneously grow
another bathroom.

Dad, be serious. I said your fondest
wish. Go see. First, let me ask you a

question. Yes? What is this Stockwell
fellow doing in our front shrub ring?

Well, what are you talking about? Oh,
you know Merle Stockwell. You're a

gentleman caller. He's crawling around
in our chrysanthemums. Oh, poor Merle. I

forgot everything when David came home.
Oh, no. Who came home?

David, welcome home.

Homer, I'm so sorry. No problem. Gave me
time to find the baseball.

I apologize. It's just we haven't seen
David all summer. Well, now that you've

seen him, can we have that important
talk?

Oh, can I take a rain check? We're
planning a welcome home dinner for

Can I see you tomorrow?

Well, sure. Call me, okay?

Bye -bye.

Hey, Nicky.

Merle found your baseball. Of course,
he's got the best eyes.

Sure does.

Hey, Merle, you want to catch a few?

Uh, not now, Nick. Listen, I'm kind of
sacked out.

What from?

Well, I don't want you to get the wrong
idea, Slugger, but when I come back

tomorrow, you think you can help me get
Susan all alone for a while?

If you want. The three -handed catch is
a lot more fun than two -handed catch. I

don't want to play catch with Susan.

Let me warn you, she's a pretty lame
batter.

Actually, Nicholas, this is bigger than
baseball.

Can I ask you a question?

I was going to ask you a question.
What's bigger than baseball?

You think Susan likes me?

Everybody likes you, except the enemy
teams.

Wait a minute. Are you getting mushy
about Susan?

Let me put it this way.

How would you like it if we were in the
same family?

That'd be great. But I know Dad, and he
wouldn't adopt you.

No, no, I wasn't thinking adoption.

Between you and me, Slugger, I was
thinking about becoming your brother -in

-law. My brother -in -law?

That's what I'd be if Susan will marry
me. Really?

Really.

Didn't David give you any reasons?

I didn't ask.

You didn't ask?

Well, don't you think we're entitled to
some explanations?

I mean, he runs out on a marriage. He
takes off on the road to nowhere with a

perfect stranger. We hardly hear from
him the whole months that he's gone, and

then he suddenly just reappears alone.

Tom, aren't you even curious?

Yeah, I'm so curious, I itch. Well?

I didn't want to scare him off. I don't
want to open up any old wounds.

My prodigal son is home.

And I just want to enjoy it.

Hi, Mayor.

Is David all settled on the couch?

As well as anyone can settle on that
backbreaker couch.

Are you going to keep us in suspense all
night? Yeah.

Okay. Here it is.

I'm sure he still loves Janet.

Pay up. Hold it, Nancy.

Did he actually tell you that?

Not in so many words.

Well, forget paying up, Nancy.

Well, if he didn't tell you, Mayor,
how'd you know?

Because he didn't ask me one word about
her.

Well, he probably forgot she even
exists.

Look it, David lived with Janet.

They were only hours away from being
married.

Now, if David didn't care, well, he
would have politely inquired about her

health. But oh no, instead, he
frantically sidetracked the conversation

we got close to her.

That's very discerning, Mary.

Well, I think he came home just so we'd
do his laundry.

No, Mary's right.

Male egos are really delicate, and I
think David's been so bruised he doesn't

know what to do. Well, I know what to
do.

I invited him to brunch.

Oh, that's a great theory, Mary. Cure a
broken heart with eggs benedict. And I

also invited Janet.

Does either one know?

Of course not.

You devil.

No.

Cupid.

Nicholas, are you sure you're not making
this up to impress the whole fifth

grade?

told me that he's asking Susan to marry
him tomorrow.

Yeah, well, remind me never to trust
Merle the Pearl Stockwell with any

I'd trust Merle. It wasn't him that
blabbed. It was me. But who can keep

like this a secret?

Boy.

Nicholas, do me a favor. Go to sleep.
You're gonna need it. Dad's having

football practice tomorrow.

When? Right after Dave and Mary get back
from the restaurant.

Okay. Good night, Tommy.

Good night, Nicholas.

Good night, brother -in -law.

David, why don't you go ahead and I'm
going to freshen up. Just ask for the

Bradford table.

Okay, can I order anything?

Why don't you wait till I see the menu?

What have you seen?

David. Hello, Janet.

I don't find this very funny.

Then you had nothing to do with it?

Well, of course not.

Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't either.

I'm married.

Well, wait till I catch up to her.

Hey, wait, wait.

Now that it's happened, can we talk?

Why?

Because I wish it hadn't been Mary that
had arranged this.

I wish it had been me.

I was waiting to get the courage up.

Please, David, stop.

Most of all, I wish I'd never left you.

Don't say that.

Well, it's true. Why do you think I came
home?

I think you better slow down.

Janet, I'm the worst fool in the
universe.

You won't believe how many days I've
spent regretting that stupid fight of

Please, don't.

I don't blame you for doubting me, but
it's all true.

I could never really run from you.

I love you, Janet.

I want to start over.

No, David.

It's too late.

There's somebody new.

He wants to marry me.

Well, I guess I deserve it. I didn't
get...

I didn't get involved with Reed to
punish you, David.

It just happened.

I didn't want to see anyone for weeks
after you left.

Reed and I started as friends.

I really needed one.

And then we discovered our lives and
ambitions are exactly the same.

That's one thing you can never say about
us.

Tell me, uh, this Reed, is he a lawyer
or a doctor?

Second from the left in Bridgeford Ellis
in Segal Legal Clinic.

He'll be a judge someday.

Would you do me just one favor?

That depends.

Don't tell me I'd like him.

But I think you would.

Which goes to prove that we never did
understand each other.

How about brunch?

I don't think you'd enjoy the company.

I wanted Mary to meet Reed, so I asked
her to join us.

And just as always, he's dependably
propped.

Hi, darling. Hi. Reed, there's something
I have to explain.

He's not a female medical student.

Right. On both counts.

I thought we were meeting the sister in
that flaky Bradford guy.

Actually, I am that flaky Bradford guy.

I see.

Well, I don't suppose I can really
object to a reunion, but this does seem

obvious. It wasn't his idea, Reed.

Oh, I see. Just an unfortunate accident.

Well, those things happen.

Goodbye, Bradford.

I wasn't leaving.

Oh, yes, you are.

From what I hear, your greatest talent
is disappearing.

This time you can do it without hurting
Janet.

Let her speak for herself.

She already has, Bradford.

The first six weeks we knew each other,
that's all she talked about.

Now let's understand each other.

You're never going to hurt Janet again.

Because you're never going to see her.

And you can stop me.

I can stop you.

Oh, according to my calculations, we
will out -think them, out -defend them,

out -play them.

The only edge that they might have is
this Marcia's fiancé, the Stanford

wingback.

Fiancé? Well, Greg remembered some
obscure rule that we had where anybody

engaged to a Maxwell or a Bradford is
eligible for tushbowl competition.

But it isn't fair, but it is.

Well, that's great. I guess that puts
Merle the Pearl on our roster.

Who? Merle the Pearl Stockwell. He's
going to propose to Susan.

Oh, they hardly know each other.

Well, I suppose you could suggest that
they live together.

Tommy. Are you sure about this?

It's a very reliable source.

I can't believe it.

I mean, why wouldn't Susan tell me?

Well, frankly, Dad, I have a very good
reason for not telling you Merle

to me. Because he hasn't. Oh, well, I'm
relieved to hear that. Why did you scare

me like that?

Well, I didn't say Merle had proposed.

I said he was going to.

He told you before he told me?

Oh, no.

Actually, he told Nicholas.

Nicholas? Oh, great.

Now all Sacramento will hear my marriage
proposal before I even do. Well, when

you do hear it, I want you to consider
the ramifications very carefully before

you give an answer. Well, Dad, I already
have my answer. I was afraid of that.

Definite no.

Oh. Why no?

Because Merle Stockwell has a lot of
nerve taking someone so much for granted

proposes to her little brother before he
proposes to her. I'm not some

grandstand groupie, you know. Good for
you, Susan.

I've got my own ideas about my future,
and no egotistical chauvinist is going

decide it without even consulting me.

There goes Stockwell to the showers,
folks.

Yeah, and I hope his head shrinks.

The Thai place?

Sure.

Okay.

Mary, David's just pulling into the
driveway.

Is Janet with him?

No. That's funny.

Well, think about it, Mayor. I mean,
after five months of separation, would

want to share Janet with your sisters?

Even if they were responsible for
getting you back together.

Do you know, Nancy, you're right.

Yeah. And knowing David, he probably
just came by to thank you for arranging

romantic reunion.

Oh, they belong together.

I don't need anything.

Thanks a lot, Mary.

Especially this kind of thanks.

I guess it didn't go too well, huh?

I'd have had more fun bleeding to death.

From now on, family, stay out of my
life.

I'd rather ruin it myself.

Yeah, Merle.

Uh, I can't hear you when the door is
slammed.

Uh, I think that should be the last
lamb.

What can I do for you?

Sure.

Tell him I left for Pakenstein and then
hang up.

Hang up?

Every time he calls.

How can you say that? He's got to be the
biggest baseball star in Sacramento.

Wrong. He's the biggest conclusion
jumper in Sacramento.

But he's got the best arm. And the
biggest blabbermouth.

No consideration for a woman's feelings.

She made me hang up on him six times.
Really?

We ought to call him Merle the
Persistent Merle. Hey, hold it, Jody. I

rather get six calls from one guy than
one call from six guys.

All I wish is that I can get Susan and
let Merle come over. Hold it, Nicholas.

Hold what?

That kind of talk is very dangerous.

All I said is that I want Susan to be
nice to my friend Merle. Yeah, well,

forget it.

Mary tried to play Cupid for David, and
now he won't even stay in the same room

with her. Yeah, Nicholas, not even for
meals.

Yeah.

You know, they're right, Nicholas.

It's not a very good idea to mess with
other people's love lives.

You know, you might get caught in the
crossfire, and then both Susan and Merle

could end up hating you.

Merle wouldn't do that.

Oh, don't bet on it, Nicholas.

Listen, you play it safe.

You stay as far away from this lover's
quarrel as you can get.

Okay, if you say so. You're the experts
on mush.

I was hoping we'd get a few minutes
alone.

Oh, yeah, me too. I was just going to
come see you. I know, that old tushbowl

fever is really catching. But remember
now, excitement is no substitute for

preparation. And I thought that you and
I could get together and have a little

advanced skull practice before we get
out to the park.

Now, I've worked out a few variations on
our old famous Statue of Liberty quick

kick option reverse.

Dad, it's no use.

Oh, it's no use with me as the
quarterback, but with you home now,

to be a sure...

Dad, listen to me. I won't be your
quarterback.

Oh, of course you will.

I don't mind playing end. I won't be
here Sunday.

I don't understand.

I'm leaving, Dad.

Leaving? You just arrived.

Yeah.

Well, wasn't it something we did?

No. It was just a stupid idea for me to
come back.

Stupid? As far as I'm concerned, it was
the best thing that happened all summer.

Where do you plan to go?

I'll figure someplace.

I see.

More drifting.

That's right, more drifting.

David, I didn't want to say this until
you had been home for a few days.

Well, I think you better hear it now.

You know, your family wants you home.

We want you to be happy.

It's time you took hold and started to
build for yourself.

Dad. No, no, no, listen.

Let me finish. It won't be easy, but we
can find a way.

I've already talked to Abby.

Well, I thought that maybe I could co
-sign a loan for you so that you could

back into the contracting business that
you started right before you left. I

would be your partner, your silent
partner, of course.

It's no use, Dad. It wouldn't work.

Well, it would if you tried.

Don't you know me by now? Even if I try,
it doesn't work. I'm always there too

late with too little.

If there's one thing I hate, it's self
-pity.

If there's one thing I hate, it's self
-righteous advice.

I'm just trying to help you. I didn't
ask for your help.

Well, you better get somebody's help.

Can't you just leave me alone?

Sure. Leave you alone so that you can
cop out on a man's responsibilities?

If that's the way you want to see it,
why not?

If that's the way you see it, you've
made your point.

You're right David.

You don't belong in this house.

Uh, would you take this to Susan for me?

Uh, nope.

I don't want you to hate me.

Well, I hate you.

Why should I hate you if you help me get
a message to Susan?

Well, my sister said I'll get in
trouble.

Wait a minute, slugger. Now, didn't I
come through when you needed help with

your girl?

You mean Lou?

Yeah. Well, fair is fair. Help me with
Susan.

Well, when she makes up her mind, it's
like talking to a rock.

She'll come around.

You think I'd have the best strikeout
record in the league if I gave up easy?

There's one thing you have to learn,
Nicholas.

When the going gets tough, the tough get
going.

Eight can be ninth in and scores tied no
outs.

Count as three to zip against you and
you don't give up.

Not on our team, right?

Right. Not on our team.

That's my slugger. Now let's get out
there and win one for the Pearl.

Any luck?

All I got was a promise that we'd hear
from him.

I know that promise.

A man can spend weeks waiting for it to
be kept.

Why, Abby?

Why is he doing it? He's 26 years old.

In my day, when a man was 26, he had two
small children and a big mortgage.

You didn't say that, did you?

I said worse.

That's right, Nicholas.

But why so soon?

I bet I know.

Janet, Mary said you got trouble with
her.

Thanks, Mary.

Now, the truth is, Nicholas, I'm leaving
to escape the Bradford Instant

Grapevine. My Nancy says you still like
Janet.

Face it, Nicholas, you know more about
this than I do.

David, I don't get it. If you still like
Janet, then why...

Because I got beat out, Nicholas.

Or someone else.

Janet and I are all over.

It could be the ninth inning.

Noel, the score is tied.

The count is three -zip against you, and
you don't give up.

Who's that?

My friend Merle the Pearl.

Life isn't baseball, Nicholas.

Sometimes when the game is over, the
game is over.

Not on our team.

Merle says when the going gets tough,
the tough get going.

funny. Not you, Nicholas.

Your new buddy, the bullpen philosopher,
Mr. Stockwell.

Well, at least Merle doesn't always run
away like you do.

No, you don't understand.

I understand.

You have a little problem, David, and
you run away every time. You're a

Do you really think that?

Everybody does.

A couple of weeks ago, I would have
missed you.

But now I'll get a new big brother who
makes me proud.

You could apologize.

It wouldn't work.

I went too far. I said too much.

You could tell him that.

It's too late, Abby.

I'm afraid we lost him again.

Sorry, I should have not.

David, what can we do for you?

Well, if you haven't rented out that
killer couch in the last half hour,

have it back?

You're staying?

If you'll have me.

If we'll have you.

Oh, David, of course we'll have you.

That's wonderful.

Here, let me help you stow your thing.

Relax, Dad. I can handle it.

David.

I apologize.

I want you to forget those terrible
things I said.

The truth is I... I was afraid of losing
you.

You're not going to lose me, Dad.

Well, are we just going to stand here or
are we going to help David unpack his

things?

on Merle's letters?

Don't bring me any more, Nicholas.

I sure wish it'd be nice to Merle.
Please, I never want to hear that name

Any hot water left?

Nope. Tepid?

Pass tepid. Go directly to freeze.

David! David. You're not here.

I'm not?

Well, no. Joanie told me you were
leaving.

Oh, I changed my mind.

Why? As Nicholas said, when the going
gets tough... The tough get going.

Hasn't Joanie told you?

I'm taking Dad up on his business offer,
and I'm going to get Janet back.

But, David, Janet's practically engaged.

So I'll change her mind.

Well, how?

However it takes.

Susan, hurry up in there.

I've got to get gorgeous.

I'm going, Corton.

Tommy, tell me about Corton.

Oh, I'm all for it. Any fox that wants
to court Tommy Bradford will be

considered. Great, but what is it?

Well, it's a little complicated,
Nicholas. I don't have time to explain.

But I'm kind of in a hurry.

Sorry.

Well, can you learn by watching
somebody?

I suppose that depends on who you watch.

David? Sure, why not? David taught me 60
% of my moves.

That's right, Mrs. Yamura. Charge them
to me.

Two dozen red roses.

The longest things you got in the shop.

Yeah.

Send them to Janet MacArthur, 2745
Davana Place, Apartment

C.

And I'd like the card to read, Love,
David.

Right. I'll be by to settle up. Thank
you.

Mrs. Yamura?

Yeah, this is Nicholas Bradford. My
brother David just ordered some red

Yes, and I was wondering if you could
send the same thing here to the house as

Susan Bradford and have the card read,
Love, Murrah.

Yes, thank you. Bye -bye.

All right, remember now, this practice
is very important. We have a chance to

win two complete dinners.

Tom, you didn't double the bet.

Are you kidding? Now that David is back,
I should have tripled it.

Dad, can I hike the ball now?

I've been bent over so long, I kind of
am getting dizzy.

Nancy, a good center never hikes the
ball until every player understands his

assignment.

Now, are there any questions?

Yeah, I wonder what's in that delivery
truck.

Delivery truck?

Ben! Ben, where's Susan?

Wait, come back!

You're all off sides!

Anybody know a Susan Bradford? Aw.

Aw.

I bet it's from Merle the Pearl again.

Boy, I don't believe that guy. Rose's
poetry books come out this.

Come on, what is it? What is it? Show
us.

That's strange. That's the same kind I
sent Janet.

Well, you know, little things happen.

Susan,

this team is in training.

How's the charley horse?

It's better than the spring name.

Don't you think it's time somebody told
Dad we're getting a little too old? for

touch football.

Are you kidding?

Then he'd be forced to admit that he's
too old for touch football. It would

never happen.

Hello.

Oh, Merle. Hi.

Could you hold on a second, please?

Do you mind? It's personal.

Yeah. You actually want to talk to him?

Well, Joanie, he has been very nice to
me lately. I should at least thank him.

Now, would you limp away?

Oh, I'm limping.

I'm limping.

Hi,

Merle.

I just want you to know that I'm not mad
at you anymore.

That was really sweet of you to send
those pretty flowers and candy.

What do you mean, what flowers and what
candy?

Oh, terrific. You don't even remember?

Oh, well, I should have known.

You probably send so many gifts to so
many of your groupies, you can't even

track. Well, let me tell you something,
Merle Stockwell. I will not be treated

that way.

What you doing here, champ?

Uh, wondering what the expert would do
about this.

The expert?

Yeah, you know, David.

I wish you hadn't done this, David.

I'm not going to give up, Janet.

I'm going to keep at it until you
realize that I really love you.

Bradford.

Now, as I understand it, these are the
roses you sent Janet.

Mm -hmm.

Now, just a minute, Alice.

This is the candy.

That does it.

And this is the last time I'm going to
reason with you.

In other words, Bradford, you lose.

Please, ma 'am, I just got to see Susan.
I can't tolerate it anymore.

Susan? Our Susan?

Well, actually, Merle, I'm not really
sure that she's home.

Susan? I'm not home. Throw him out,
Abby.

No, Abby, don't throw him out.

I hate to remind you guys, but I'm not
the family bouncer.

Excuse me, ma 'am.

Susan Bradford, you come down here and
talk to me.

Now, I know I'm really loony over you,
but not so loony I've lost my memory.

If I thought of it, I'd have sent you
presents, but I didn't think of it.

then, tell me, Mr. Stockwell.

Just how do you explain feet?

Some dude is trying to beat my time.

Just tell me who he is so I can
personally see him clobbered. Read the

Merle. You sent them. I did not.

Yes, Merle, you did.

I did?

Well, sort of.

Nicholas, maybe you better explain what
you know about this.

It's like Merle says.

He would have sent them if he thought of
it, but he didn't, so I did.

You sent these things?

But the card said Merle.

So will the bills.

Well, I was wrong then.

No, I was wrong.

Maybe you both should go in the study
and talk this over.

Thank you, ma 'am. Yeah.

Not you.

But they need... No, they need to be
alone. They need their privacy.

Dawn, that's all the thanks I get.

Nicholas, you should feel wonderful.

Don't you get it?

Merle and Susan want to stop fighting.

Really? Really.

At least now I can tell David that
courting really works.

You know you love me, Janet, and I'm
going to keep coming back until you

it. Please, Bradford, be civilized.
There's no way you can get rid of me,

Did I ever tell you I was Pac -8
wrestling champ? You did, the last time.

Well, this time, Bradford, I suggest you
don't forget it.

So you don't have a girlfriend at every
ballpark? I swear, Susan, I just let

them yell up there in the grandstand.

I haven't been out with any girls except
you since I left Arkansas.

In fact, you're the only female I ever
met who comes into my mind more than

baseball. Oh, and that's supposed to
make me swoon at your feet, huh?

Well, how should I know?

I pitched a lot of baseballs, but this
is the very first time I ever tried to

pitch. Whoa.

When it comes to romance, I'm a rookie.

Well, at least there's one thing we
agree on.

So I made some mistakes.

But only because I want you so much.
Well, Merle, you could have told me that

instead of blabbing to Nicolette. I
tried. Believe me, I tried. But he's the

only one who'd listen.

I'm listening now, Merle.

Well, can I count on that?

Mm -hmm.

Then let's start back at the first
inning.

I know it's sudden, but I never felt
this way about anyone.

I haven't either.

Well, I think he's finally gone.

Not quite.

David!

I'm just making a point.

My stupidity separated us for the
summer, but nothing else and nobody else

ever do it again.

Bradford, I've known some slow learners
in my time, but you take the prize,

doesn't he?

I want you to think about that, Janet,
while he's throwing me out.

Nicholas, where is everybody?

All I know is that I'm here.

Yes, I can see that. Be in the dining
room in five minutes. I want to have

family school practice for Sunday's tush
bowl.

I'm kind of busy.

Nicholas, this stairway is perfectly
capable of holding itself down without

help. I'll see you in five minutes.

Is somebody in there?

Susan and Merle.

Locked in my study?

Yeah, and I think they're too busy for
skull practice, too.

Please, Janet, control yourself. If I
laugh right now, it could be fatal.

I'm sorry, Reed. It's David.

He looked so funny when you screamed.

I always scream when my back goes out.

Is there anything we can do?

Now you ask. You could have stayed out
the first time I threw you out.

I gotta sit down.

Can I help? I can manage.

Thank you.

Well, should I call a doctor? Maybe you
should call your lawyer. I can probably

sue you for this. Actually, it was your
idea to throw David out.

Well, but I was doing it... for you.

I know that, and it was very sweet,
but... But?

Well, it's just that... Well, frankly,
this evening has been very eye -opening.

No, back -breaking. No, what I mean
is... I've never seen David act like

before. That's the whole point. I'll do
anything it takes to get us back

together. Please, David, don't
interrupt.

Why don't you just tell him to go home?

I can't.

What? I mean, I can.

But I don't think I want him to.

Jill!

Janet, I can't believe that.

Don't you remember what this guy did to
you?

Yes.

I'm remembering more all the time.

Reed, David and I, we giggled.

I heard you, even when my back was
popping.

No, I mean when we were together, we
giggled a lot.

So?

You and I never did that's hardly the
basis for a lasting relationship

Isn't it?

Knoxville. We've been ready.

Tom, this time, don't miss the ball.

You would miss, too, if your star player
didn't show.

If David said he'll be here, he'll be
here.

Do you want me to kick off?

Oh, no, never.

I'm still trying to adjust to women bank
presidents.

He's fiancé. Are fiancés eligible?

I'm afraid so, Nancy.

They'll beat us by 200 points. No, they
won't.

Merle, come here.

Hey, Susan, what do you want Merle for?

To tell him I accept his proposal.

You do?

Susan,

people don't accept proposals in the
middle of a football game.

planning to announce you concede.

No way, Dr.

Max. We're announcing our engagement.

Another sneaky Bradford trick.

Susan, think about this.

What's wrong, Dad? Don't you want to
win?

This is no criticism to Mr. Stockwell.
It's just that you hardly know each

other. Oh, but... Dad, I know we only
met four weeks ago, but we spent every

minute of the last three days together.

And the way we feel, Mr. Bradford, it's
like we knew each other before we ever

met. I was like that, Dad. Now stop
fussing or we'll have to forfeit the

Winning games is one thing, but marriage
is another.

Hey, Bradford, are we playing football
or aren't we?

Yeah! Look at it this way, Tom. You're
not losing a daughter, you're gaining an

equalizer. Yeah, Dad, fair is fair. I
mean, if they can have a fiancé, we can

too.

Scholarships, Merle.

Scholarships? Yes, sir.

One was in baseball, but two were in
football.

You have three scholarships?

Well... You all know how I approve of
scholarships.

Oh, yes.

Welcome to the team.

Can you play quarterback?

Hey, all right.

You get the feeling we're going to win?

I get the feeling David already has.

Time out for kissing. Time in for
football.

Let's get them, team.

You're right.

I don't want a mad Anna's.

Hey, Mary!

Joanie! Would you like to join us for
lunch?

Yeah, bring Nancy and Elizabeth.

Hey, well, you left out Susan.

I don't think she's interested in tacos.

No.

I tell you, according to my
calculations, Our team has 55

points, and your team only has 49
points.

I figure it's R63 to your 58.

I tell you what. Why don't we do this?
Why don't we deduct all the points that

your prospective son -in -law made and
all the points that mine made, and then

just see what happens, official
Bradfords against official Maxwells.

You got zero, and we got zero.

That's what I figured.

Great game.

Great game, Tom.

We'll talk about this to our
grandchildren.

Grandchildren? Let's face it, Tom. Our
kids are getting engaged and married.

It's only a matter of time before we
start to discuss the eligibility of

pregnant women in third generations.

Think we can carry on the old tradition?

More important.

You think you can carry me to the car?