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Okay, I've got it
all worked out.

What's that?

The alternate plan
in case I'm not here

when it's time to
go to the hospital.

What's wrong
with calling a cab?

It's too unreliable. They
might not have one available,

or the driver might
have a hard time

finding the address,
or who knows what?

Now, the first one you call
is Mr. Lutkins next door,

'cause he's almost always home now
that his wife is visiting her mother.

If by some chance
he's not there,

you're to call
Mrs. Grand down the block,

but you let the phone
ring for a while,

because she spends a lot
of time out in the rose garden.

Now if she's out, you try the
Henrys, then the Goodalls,

the Harpers and the Cushmans.

By the time I make
all those calls,

it may be too late
to get to the hospital.

Never mind.
Just keep this list handy.

Any more of that
chocolate cake left?

Sorry, sweetheart. We finished
the last of it at dinner.

I could eat another
piece myself.

Honey, when you go to the doctor
tomorrow for your checkup...

I thought you said there
was no more chocolate cake.

There wasn't.

Well, what's that?
Chopped liver?

Darrin, I don't know
where it came from.

You don't? How about...

Absolutely not.

If I had, I would've
zapped it a la mode.

Then where did
it come from?

I don't know. Maybe
Mother sent it to me as a gift.

You want half?

I wouldn't dream of it.

After all,
you're eating for two.

I'll just take a third.

Well, that's good. You
put on a little more weight.

I'll be losing some
in a little while.

About seven or eight pounds,
wouldn't you say?

Incidentally,
I'm out of my pills.

It's a little late to start
worrying about that, isn't it?

Iron pills.

Oh. Sorry.

I'll give you
another prescription.

Darrin made arrangements
with the neighbors

to drive me to the hospital
in case he wasn't home.

He'll be home.

None of my babies is
ever born until after

I've gone to bed,
usually around 3:00 a.m.

By the way,
what are you hoping for?

A honeydew melon.

Odd. Most people
want a boy or a girl.

I'm sorry. I just can't seem
to keep my mind off food.

I get these
terrible cravings.

Well, it is a little
unusual this late,

but it's probably
psychological,

because you didn't gain as
much weight as we expected.

I guess so.

Well, it's nothing
to worry about.

I had one patient who was
on her way to the hospital,

and she stopped off
to buy a bag of apples.

I've been thinking
about apples, too.

But candied ones.

Had it in my purse.

Care for a bite?

No, thank you.

With my wife
it was chop suey.

She couldn't
get enough of it.

Oh. Chop suey.
Say, that sounds good.

Let me have that prescription
back, will you, Samantha?

I'd like to
increase the dosage.

Prescription?
Yeah.

Oh.

What have you
got in that purse?

Just a little snack
for emergencies.

Well,

if your druggist can't
read it, he can always eat it.

Yoo-hoo!

Hi, sweetheart.
Hi, honey.

How'd it go
at the doctor's?

Oh, fine. Just fine.

He said it could
be any day now.

I have another neighbor to add to
that list. I'll just write it down.

You have enough names on that list
now to fill Madison Square Garden.

I'm just being cautious.

What's in here?

Just a little
leftover chop suey. Bleh.

Don't they put it
in cartons anymore?

Darrin, I might
as well tell you.

Ever since yesterday,
when I get a craving for food,

I get it.
So what?

This is certainly the time when
you should indulge yourself.

No. No, no, sweetheart.
You don't understand.

I mean, when I get a craving, I
don't go to it, it comes to me.

Well, Sam, this is terrible.
We've got to do something.

That's the first sensible
thing you've ever said.

I wish you
wouldn't do that.

When did these
cravings start, Samantha?

Yesterday.

Sam, what are you gonna do?

Well, let's look
at the bright side.

If I suddenly get a craving for
something in the middle of the night,

you don't have to go
out and get it for me.

This is nothing to kid about.

What we have to do
is get Dr. Bombay.

Well, hurry, please,
because Larry's coming over.

We're gonna work on
the Paxton account.

While you're waiting for Bombay,
maybe it might be a good idea

if you went upstairs
and took a nap or something.

I'm not sleepy.

Now, Sam, what are
we gonna say

if Larry's here and you
suddenly get a yen for,

I don't know, shish kebab?

Ooh! I haven't had
shish kebab in ages.

Sam! There's only
one thing to do.

Call the fire department?

Will you cut it out?

How do you know this
isn't something serious?

That's Larry.
Get rid of that.

How can I get rid of it?

Try eating it.

Hello, Larry.
Hi, Darrin.

Samantha. Endora.

[Samantha] Larry.
[Endora] Mr. Tate.

How nice to see you.
Thank you.

Sam, you look
positively radiant.

Thank you, Larry.

And that shish kebab
doesn't look bad either.

Well, I suddenly
got this craving for shish kebab,

and Darrin was sweet
enough to get it for me.

With Louise it was pizza.

With me it was
hummingbird wings.

I think I'll go upstairs
and take a nap.

[Larry] Good idea!

You want to be looking
your best for this afternoon.

Oh, Larry, about that
cocktail party,

I don't know whether
we can make it.

What are you
talking about?

You know the only reason
I'm having the cocktail party

is so we can pitch
our ideas at Paxton.

You remember him,
don't you, Sam?

How could I
forget him?

We have enough of his
detergent in our kitchen

to start our
own business.

Well, you made
a big hit with him.

Larry, I know how badly
you want his account,

and I'll be there, but I'm not
sure whether Sam can make it.

Darrin, I don't want
to hurt your feelings,

but if only one of you can
make it, I'd rather have Sam.

I always said you were a
man of taste and judgment.

Thank you.

Well, we'd better get
cracking on that presentation.

Yes. I've got
the stuff in the den.

Will you get a hold
of that quack Bombay?

I'll have you know, he's our
most prominent witch doctor.

Do you have to
call him that?

Yes.

[Larry] Darrin.

So where is he?

Well, Mother's been trying to
get in touch with him all day.

She says he's climbing
the Matterhorn.

We should've left for
Larry's 10 minutes ago.

Maybe we should
just call Larry

and tell him you're
not feeling up to it.

Honey, why don't
we take our chances?

I'll try not to
think about food.

Well, what are we gonna say if food
starts popping in from nowhere?

I mean, how can
we explain it?

Chicken Delight?

You know, that Dr. Bombay
has no sense of responsibility.

I mean, if he's going away, why doesn't
he leave another doctor on call?

Because, you silly boy,
I happen to be irreplaceable.

Well, it's about time.

Hope you realize the sacrifice
I made by coming here.

I was about to plunge
my pennant in the peak.

Well, what's the trouble?

Dr. Bombay, you see, I get
these cravings for food and...

What could be more normal?
Look at you.

Would you let
her finish?

When she has these cravings,
the food comes to her.

Well, what's the problem?
Sounds rather convenient to me.

Well, it can be rather
awkward, Dr. Bombay.

I mean, if it happens in front
of mortals, what will they say?

Nothing, if you
turn them into monkeys.

Well, can you do
anything about it or not?

I'll have to
examine her first.

Sit down, my dear.

There we are.
Let's see. Pardon me.

[Darrin] What are you
going to do?

Check her blood pressure,
of course.

Yeah. Yes. That's normal.

Just take your pulse.
Right shoe off.

Yeah. Yes.

Yes. Well, perfectly
obvious to me.

What is it?
You're pregnant.

Pregnant? The gardener
could've told us that.

You didn't tell me you had
another man on the case.

Dr. Bombay,
please be serious.

We're late for a very
important cocktail party.

Is there a cure?

Of course.

What's that for?

Nothing,
but I love the sound.

Sam, this is ridiculous.

Also extremely painful.

Dr. Bombay, please?

Very well. But I should think,
considering how far I've come,

you wouldn't begrudge
me a little levity.

Give her the cure and then
you can laugh yourself sick.

Look close.

That's all?

Well, I could've worn a black
hood and used a steaming cauldron,

but you said
you were in a hurry.

Don't you think
we should test it?

I mean, to make
sure it works?

Bombay never bombs out.

Just the same. Sweetheart, what
do you feel like eating right now?

Well, I could go for
a corned beef sandwich.

Thank you, Dr. Bombay.

I'm sorry if I was
a little huffy.

Come on, sweetheart. Get your mother
to babysit, and then we can go.

Just one moment.
What about my fee?

Well, what do you want?

I want your soul.

What?

He's rather a square,
isn't he?

Well, ta-ta.

Uh, Sam, when Dr. Anton takes your
blood pressure, how does he do it?

The normal way.

Then why doesn't Bombay
do it that way?

Oh, sweetheart, he just
likes to be showy.

I'll admit he's
a little bit difficult,

but he's the only
witch doctor we have.

I'm kind of sorry
he cured me, though.

I really could go for
a corned beef sandwich.

Sam? Sam!

Corned beef sandwich, please.
Make it lean with lots of mustard.

Just put it on our account.

Hello. Sam?
Where are you?

You're not going
to believe this.

Are you all right?
Yes.

What's that Bombay
done to you?

Wait. Now if you just give
me a chance, I'll explain.

Yeah, it... Thank you.

Apparently he did
reverse the spell,

but instead of the food
coming to me, I go to the food.

Where are you?

In a delicatessen.

Terrific.

Now will you please
get right back here?

Yes, sweetheart. As soon
as I finish my sandwich.

Bye.

May I have
a pickle, please?

Hello, sweetheart.
Are you all right?

Just fine. Fine.

I called Larry and told
him we wouldn't be there.

How'd he take it?
With his usual good grace.

He said if you couldn't come
to the cocktail party,

you'd better be
having the baby.

Well, I hope you
told him that...

Well, that's not
exactly what he said,

but to calm him down,
I sort of...

Well, I implied that maybe
we were going to the hospital.

Darrin Stephens,
you're worse than Larry.

Samantha, you've
finally seen the light.

Will you bring Bombay back?

[Endora] I heard. I heard. That
silly old goose reversed the spell.

Darrin.

Hm?

Maybe you weren't lying.

About what?

About going
to the hospital.

Samantha.

You mean,
this is really...

This is the time?
I'll get your bag!

Mother, will you
call Dr. Anton?

Yes.

His number's on that book
on the television set.

Yes.

And get in touch
with Dr. Bombay.

Yes.
Don't you worry, sweetheart.

I'll get you to the hospital.
You just relax.

I forgot the keys
to the car.

Darrin!

What?

You forgot me.

Right. Right!

Darrin, you don't
have to go so fast.

If you don't mind,
I'm not a cabdriver,

and I'm not very good at
delivering babies, so hold tight.

Uh-oh.

I told you,
you shouldn't go so fast.

I know.

Don't worry. Every cop
understands about pregnant women.

Oops. I'm getting hungry again.

Well, get your
mind off of it.

Think about
something else.

Think about, uh, baseball.

Right. Baseball. Baseball.

Pitchers,
catchers, scorecards.

Can you help me?
I need an escort.

Scorecards,
home runs, hot dogs...

Can I see your license,
please?

Certainly.

I know I was exceeding
the speed limit, but,

you see, my wife is
going to have a baby.

That so?

Yes, and I've got to
get her to the hospital.

Well, where is she,
in the glove compartment?

Oh, no. Sam?

Sam?

Your wife's name is Sam.

Yes.

And Sam's having a baby.

That's right.

Okay, Lucille.

This is really
gonna cost you.

Admitting, please.

No relish this time,
just lots of mustard.

Hello. Is there a
Mr. Darrin Stephens there?

May I speak with him, please?

Thank you. Hello?

Sam, where are you?

I'm at Shea Stadium.

What?

I'm at Shea Stadium.

The Dodgers are
playing the Mets.

Sweetheart, you never should've
started me thinking about baseball.

Sam, what's going on?

Well, the bases are loaded, there
are two outs, and Willie Davis is up.

Sam, I mean,
are you okay?

Oh! Mm-hm.
I'm fine, just fine.

Good.

Now will you get over
here as fast as you can?

I don't care what the
score is. Will you hurry?

As soon as I finish
my hot dog.

Hold on!

Sam? Sam. Hello?

Hello. Sam?

Darrin, you know why
it's so quiet here?

No. Why?

Willie Davis just hit
a grand-slam home run.

Oh, boy. Sam,
will you please hurry?

Okay. Bye-bye.

Hello, Doctor.
Hello, Darrin.

Where's Samantha?

She'll be here any second.

You mean, she didn't
come with you?

Well, yes, she did. But, you see,
she stopped off to get a hot dog.

Oh, here she is.

I don't believe it.

I've never known
an expectant mother

who was so
preoccupied with food.

Nurse, would you arrange to have
Mrs. Stephens taken up to her room?

And I'll see you up there
in a few minutes, Samantha.

And, please,
no more food, huh?

Samantha, I don't know
if I'm going to survive this.

Well, I'm sorry,
sweetheart.

But as soon as Dr. Bombay
gets here, it'll all be solved.

Ah!

Very good.

Yes?

I'm sorry, Darrin.
You'll have to wait outside.

I just wanted to tell
Samantha that the person

that we were expecting
to arrive hasn't.

Well, don't you worry, sweetheart.
He'll be here. Just be patient.

You know, this is
getting to be quite a bore.

Shh.

Do you know what you put us
through by reversing that spell?

Well, you can't win
them all, dear boy.

However, I think I can
straighten her out.

This her room?

No, you can't go in
there looking like that.

You've got to look
more professional.

For your information, clothes
do not make the doctor.

However, if it will
make you happy...

Interesting.

What is it?

Well, it's nothing to be alarmed
at, but it's just that...

Yes?

Hello, Samantha.
How are you?

Bombay's the name.
Medicine's my game.

Dr. Bombay is
a friend of the family.

I don't understand.

Nothing to concern yourself
about, my dear chap.

My practice doesn't compete with
yours. I'm here as a consultant.

So if you'll
kindly step aside.

I beg your pardon.

Dr. Bombay, I think perhaps
you ought to wait outside.

If you don't mind.

Very well, if you're
going to get huffy.

These mortal doctors
certainly are thin-skinned.

Wouldn't let me
anywhere near her.

Oh, well, I'll go
back when he leaves.

That might be too late. I don't want
my baby born in a hot-dog stand.

I don't see
how that would hurt.

At least you'd know your child
would be able to cut the mustard.

There you go.

I'll just have to
get him out of there.

Please, don't be upset.

Dr. Bombay just
misunderstood.

I only wanted him
to visit socially.

Well, I understand.

Anyway, as I was saying, it's
nothing to be alarmed about.

It's just that...

Well, I've got some rather
interesting news about your baby.

What baby?

This time, in addition
to the medication,

I think I will
add a little whammy.

Onus Maximus rebus quills,

cure this patient of her ills.

Food won't come
and food won't go.

She'll be fine...

Ho, ho, ho.

Dr. Anton, you're looking a
little pale. Are you all right?

No. I'm getting a checkup
first thing tomorrow.

What are you doing here?

I'm sorry. We just had to see her
once more before she had the baby.

Oh, well, there's plenty
of time for that.

Hmm?

Well, according
to my examination,

Samantha isn't
due for a while.

For a while?

How long a while?

Well, it's nothing unusual.
It's just a little false alarm.

Well.

I'll just wait at the desk
until Sam comes down.

I'm sorry we put you
to all this trouble, Doctor.

Don't apologize.
It happens.

And forgive me
if I offended you, Doctor.

I didn't realize you were
a friend of the family.

Actually, I'm only
a friend of half the family.

I see. Well, goodbye.

Goodbye, Dr. Bombay.

Don't think I don't
appreciate what you did.

Because I don't.

Someday you're going to
make a beautiful artichoke.

Darrin! Have I got
great news for you.

When I told Paxton the baby was being
born today, do you know what he did?

No. What?
He told me

that in honor of
the baby being born

on the day we were
honoring him,

he was awarding
us his account!

But, Larry, you see...

You didn't even tell me
whether it was a boy or a girl.

Not that it matters
to Paxton.

Sam, they're not letting
you go home already.

Didn't Darrin tell you?

It's not that
I haven't tried.

Tell me what?

It was a false alarm.

Oh.

You look more
disappointed than I feel.

Paxton was gonna give us his
account in honor of the new baby.

Well, what makes you think he won't
feel the same way when it is born?

He'll be sober by then.

Unless...

Sam, how would you feel
about spending the night here?

And tomorrow morning, I'll bring Paxton
around to see you and the new baby.

What new baby?

Well, you mean to tell me in a
place like this we can't borrow a...

Listen, that's a
$2 million account!

Larry, I hope you're kidding.

Of course I'm kidding.

Come on, sweetheart.

Maybe we could borrow a camera and take a
picture of a baby in a nursery, and then...

Larry, you son of a gun.

Oh, thank you.