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And coming up tomorrow on Oprah:

Sugar coma...

...Is it killing productivity in the home?

Peg, are you all worn down from
cooking, and scrubbing and cleaning?

Making this house the palace that it is?

You know, you're amazing. I just can't
get over you. How do you do it?

You always wanted to go to Europe.

What do you say, I put you in a box
and ship you overseas?

Come on, my little death certificate,
what do you say?

Oh, Mom, I had the most horrible dream.

I was married to a shoe salesman,
and we lived...

It's true!

Oh. Hi, honey.

I was just dreaming about you.

Were you in it, or was I having
a good time?

Kids, I hardly ever say this,
but it's good to see you.

I got something to tell you.

Oh, please. This isn't gonna
be another one of those...

... "There's only enough food
for three" lectures, is it?

No. I want everybody to know
that they have a security guard...

...Patrolling the wishing well around
the mall, so money will be a little tight.

Until old Dad learns how
to jimmy those pay phones.

Everybody understand?

Well, good, good. That's good.

- Bud, take your jacket.
- I don't have one.

- What do you mean? I bought you one.
- I guess I left it somewhere.

You don't leave a jacket.

You leave your hopes, dreams,
if you're lucky, your family.

But you gotta take care of your jacket.

Al, just get him another jacket.

Well, excuse me,
Miss Why-Don't-I-Get-a-W-2-Form.

Now, kids, sit down. How are you ever
gonna learn responsibility?

Do you know what I had
to do as a kid to get a jacket?

I had to shovel coal, carry ice,
dig ditches, pump gas--

Thank you very much,
Bundy glee club.

Oh, and by the way, Peg, way to parent.

- How much is a jacket?
- Sixty dollars.

Sixty dollars. You know how much
a jacket was when I was a kid?

Okay, okay, okay.
Here you go. Enjoy.

Oh, and, Peg, don't bother chipping in,
because you do so much already.

Right now, try to keep the couch
from hitting the ceiling.

- Thanks, Dad.
- Yeah, right. Hey, listen...

...Next time, don't lose that--
Who cares?

You know what's amazing,
Kelly's the good one now.

She comes home with new clothes,
but she never asks for money.

Thank you, Princess,
for taking care of your stuff.

Oh, Mom, I need a favor.

Oh, anything, honey, as long
as I don't have to get up.

No, tomorrow's mother-daughter
career day at school...

...And moms are gonna
talk about what they do.

So I volunteered you for refreshments,
and I need 800 cookies by tomorrow.

Eight hundred cookies by tomorrow?

Why didn't you tell me before?

They only told me about it two weeks ago.

Eight hundred cookies.

Let's see. Eighty cents a cookie...

Al, I need $1000.

A thousand dollars? That's no problem.
You got change for a million?

Come on, Al. I need money.
I need 800 cookies by tomorrow.

- What am I gonna do?
- Cookies. Dilemma, dilemma.

Let's see how others may have
handled this. I remember reading--

I believe it was the Enquirer .
Yes, I recall the headline:

"Woman bakes cookies, odd but true."

Was that the same issue
where a man had sex with his wife?

If you read real careful, I believe it was
the woman who baked the cookies.

Miss, have you seen my mom?

It's me, Bud.

But you're-- You're...

Cooking.

Yes, Bud.

But it's not for us, right?

Oh, no. I wouldn't do that.

Good. Can I have some money?

- You know where we keep it.
- Right, Mom.

Hi, Dad.

Would it help everybody
if I just slept like this:

It's an investment, Dad.

Now, listen. Kelly has
a big math test coming up.

Now, me and the guys are having
a pool to guess her score.

If I act fast, I can cover zero to 20,
and we'll be rolling in dough.

- Put me down for 15.
- Right.

- Where's your jacket?
- Oh, I lost it.

- You know, I liked that one too.
- Peg, did you hear this?

What's a degree?

Oh, please let it be
a homicidal maniac. Please.

That's close enough.

Al, I know this is usually Encyclopedia
Britannica hour at your house...

...But I was wondering if you could pay
for the window your son broke.

What makes you think Bud did it?

Well, it happened right after
I said to him:

"Hey, Bud, aren't you throwing those
snowballs a little close to my house?"

Bud, what have you got
to say for yourself?

- Kelly's failing English.
- I don't wanna hear it.

Get some tape and a piece of Steve's
newspaper, and you tape that window.

Al, as soothing as the sound
of wind whacking against...

...The sports section may be...

...I was thinking more of 50 bucks
for a new window.

And I could use 60 for a new jacket.

You know, I'm glad this happened.
This came at a perfect time.

- Winter?
- No.

It's time Bud learned some responsibility.

You'll learn the value of a dollar.
You'll pay for his window...

...And your jacket.

Why don't you give me the 50 bucks
and let Bud pay you back.

Oh, no, Steve, I wouldn't trust him
as far as I could throw him.

Okay, how about this.

It's six degrees in my living room.
The lesson is mine to learn.

- I'll pay for the window myself.
- That's fine. But what's in it for Bud?

Okay, I'll give him 50 bucks
to forget the whole thing.

No deal. Now, Bud,
here's what we're gonna do.

You are going to learn the value of a
dollar. You're coming to work with me.

- But, Dad--
- And after seeing what I go through...

...You'll think twice before you
lose jackets, break windows...

...Get married, have kids.

Steve, what's a "tbls"?

That's short for tablespoon.

And someone's supposed to know that?

Steve, did you know our window is broken?

Yes. Bud did it, I apologized,
and they promised to let me pay for it.

I'm gonna go get a new pane of glass.
You stay here, it's safer.

They never foul their own nest.

Peggy, what's wrong?

Can't you see? I'm baking.

Look, Marcie. Look at what they
look like before they're cookies.

I see you're making chocolate chip.

Oh, no. That one just fell on the floor.

I don't belong in the kitchen, Marcie.
I'm a woman, damn it.

Well, let me help you.

Oh, I couldn't ask you to do that.

- How many do you need?
- Oh, 800 or so.

Oh, I want Kelly to be proud of me.
Make it an even thou.

Peggy...

...This hair...

...Do you want it sticking out of the
cookie or as a surprise in the middle?

However they do it at bakeries.

Then you'll want it inside.

So, what do you need
these cookies for anyway?

Oh, it's mother-daughter career day
at Kelly's school.

What are you gonna wear?

Why would I go to career day?

You have a career.

You're a homemaker, and a homemaker
is a very undervalued profession.

You should go and speak about the
things you do for your family, like...

You did give birth, didn't you?

I guess.

You know, I was so deep under,
I could've laid eggs.

Yes, well, Steve and I have a theory
about that, but...

Don't you think Kelly wants you to go?

She's never asked me.

Peggy. A lot of times...

...Kids don't come right out
and ask for what they really want.

I know when I was a young girl,
I wanted a horse.

So I started talking about stirrups.

My mother took me to the gynecologist.

Now, when I see a Western, I have this
urge to scooch to the end of the table.

- Marcie, say what you mean.
- I want a horsy, damn it.

No, that's not what I mean. What I
mean is, no matter what she says...

...I'm sure Kelly wants you
to come to career day.

You know, she has been acting
kind of strange lately.

But just today she asked me
to make her breakfast.

Gee, I wonder what she really wanted.

Oh, well. I guess I'll ask
her gynecologist.

You know, maybe I should go to that
career day. I hate to disappoint Kelly.

Mom, have you seen my sweater?

Not now, I'm cooking.

God, it never ends.

What are you gonna do now?

- Oh, how cool.
- This is really cool.

Hi, Mom. How's it going?

Oh, fine. Fine.

I mean, nobody's talking to me
or anything, but...

Actually, I shouldn't say nobody.

A teacher gave me detention
for smoking in the bathroom.

And the girls' gym teacher asked...

...If I'd like to come over,
and we could comb each other's hair.

Well, if you go, she'll get you out
of that detention.

I really thought some of these kids
would come and ask me questions.

I must be making you look
pretty bad in front of your friends.

Don't worry about it, Mom. Most of
my friends aren't even up yet.

Well, I know that.
But I wanted you to be proud of me.

Like those other kids
are proud of their moms.

You're not like other moms. I knew
that the first day of kindergarten...

...When I opened my lunch and found
a dollar and a map to Burger King.

I packed that lunch myself.

You know, I've been thinking...

...There must be more to being
a good mom than good nutrition.

I mean, look.

Those other kids are learning
so much from the other moms.

Those other moms couldn't have taught
me how to forge Dad's signature.

Well, you know,
I can't take credit for that.

Bud taught me, and I passed it on to you.

- You're very good at that, you know.
- Thanks.

Why, your "Al Bundy" is worth more
than the check it's written on.

See, you've helped me in a lot of ways.

Do you remember when I was seven?
I was crying...

...Because Bobby Sheckman liked
Terry Mall because she was a blond.

And you ran right out and bought me
my first bottle of bleach.

I almost forgot about that.

Honey, what is your real hair color?

I don't know.

What color's yours?

I don't know.

You know, it's times like these
I wish we'd taken pictures.

Oh, listen. Let's go have ourselves
a real mother-daughter day.

We'll get some popcorn, feed the pigeons...

...And then walk by a construction site
and make them hoot like jackals.

You're too cool for school, Mom.

Hey, excuse me.

- What do you do?
- Oh, I don't know.

Nothing, really.

I watch TV.

Well, then how do you make money?

Easy. My husband has a job.

He brings home a paycheck,
and what he doesn't give to me, I take.

Hey, Becky, come here,
you gotta hear this.

Dad, I had a math test today.
Why are you doing this?

For once in your life, I want you to see
what your Dad does all day long.

There, that's better.

This is great, isn't it?

Dad, tell me again this lesson
I'll never forget.

Because I already know how to go
to the bathroom.

It's about responsibility, Bud.

You can't go through life asking for
money and not earning it.

Your mom already cornered that market.

I just wanna show you
where the money comes from.

Now, you remember that 320-pound behemoth...

...That orbited her way in here
about an hour ago?

The one with the chicken wing
between her teeth?

No, the other one.

Now, that was a $20 sale.

That means a solid $1.97 for me.

After taxes, social security and your
mom, I earned myself a cool nickel.

I never figured that out before.
What am I doing?

Other people make money.

But we're not talking about me,
we're talking about you.

You're living in a time of possibilities
for a young, smart guy like you...

...That are limitless.

Why, you could-- A nickel?

That's what I make?
What the hell keeps me going?

- Dad--
- Wait a second. Dad needs a moment.

A nickel?

That can't be right, it just can't be.

Well, the important thing
is that you learn responsibility.

And that your old dad is more
than a ready teller...

...Who doles out money anytime anybody asks.

Excuse me.

Would you be able to spare some cab fare?

Absolutely.

You know, cabs are dangerous
these days. Let me get you a limo.

Gee, great.

And who might you be?

I might be the son of a rich man...

...But fate stepped in
and dealt me a tragic hand.

Don't talk to him, he loses jackets.
Here you go.

I'm sorry I had to ask, but would
you believe it, I lost my purse.

Let's retrace your steps. Let's go back
to your shower this morning. Now...

...What were you wearing?

Well, nothing.

And what kind of soap were you using?

- Dad, let me speak to you a second--
- I'm with a customer.

Dad.

I don't get this.

I lost a jacket, I got a lecture.

She loses her purse, she gets 20 bucks.

How come I have to learn
responsibility, and she doesn't?

Son, look at that.

When you have that kind of skill,
you don't need responsibility.

Bud, I got an idea.

- Me too, Dad.
- No.

Obviously, you're not gonna
learn anything looking at me.

I'm not looking at you, Dad.

Well, then at least listen
and don't block my view.

Bud, you're gonna have the same thing
I had as a kid. You're gonna open...

...Your own lemonade stand.
Nothing better on a hot day.

Dad, it's 12 degrees.

Then why are we both sweating?

All right, who's next to lift
the wallet out of the pants?

Okay, Susan. You try.

Oh, no, no. You want to lift
with the right hand.

The left hand is to hold
the pillow over his head.

Mom, a remote-control question over here.

Oh, no, no, Kimberly. You want to roll
the bonbon in your mouth.

Roll it, roll it.

- Yes?
- What if your husband is watching...

...Something stupid like sports...

- ...And he has the remote control?
- Oh, yeah.

- Yeah.
- That's a good one.

An advanced question.
This requires planning.

As I explained in the section
on how to use your TV Guide ...

...When you fold down the pages
of what you want to see...

...Scan for those nasty sporting events
that can kill your evening.

That day, you set the channel for what
you want and then remove...

...The batteries from the remote control.

Most men will only push a remote
button four times before giving up.

And they won't get up to change
the station manually...

...Because they're too tired from work.

Judge Spivak.

What about meals, how do they get done?

Hello, do you deliver?

So, what you're saying
is that work is stupid.

Just for women.

No, what I'm saying is why should
we age, and sweat and die early?

That's what men are for.

Oh, gosh, Kelly, your mom is the greatest.

And where did she learn to make
such good cookies?

She tricked a neighbor into baking them.

Oh, my gosh, everybody, did you hear that?

She tricked a neighbor into
making these cookies.

Peggy, Peggy...

...Peggy, Peggy.

I couldn't believe that astronaut.

Forty years old, and she didn't
even know who Oprah was.

Spend some time on Earth, lady.

You know, Mom, when I grow up,
I wanna be just like you.

I wanna do nothing.
I wanna be nothing.

Oh, Kelly, you make me so proud.

I just wish your father
could be here to hear that.

What are they doing selling lemonade?
It must be five below out there.

It's something about a lesson.

I couldn't really understand Bud.
He had a lemon stuck to his lips.

What happened to Bud?

He's a little grumpy.

Mr. Erickson was running his snow blower.

It sucked up a quarter, shot it across
the street, hit Bud in the head.

There you go.

I told you if you put these lemons
under a little fire, they fall right out.

You're the greatest, Dad.

Save me from this man.

Some other time, Bud.
I'm taking Kelly shopping.

Oh, look, Mom.

This quarter fell off Bud's head.
We can use it for the parking meter.

Oh, no, we have an "out of order"
sign for that.

I know, we can use it to
buy lemonade at the mall.

Hey, Mom, you wanna buy Bud a jacket?

What for? He's inside now.

Well, I think you learned
a couple of valuable lessons.

Number one, never suck on a lemon
when it's five degrees.

Number two, look at yourself.

You're cold, you're hungry,
you're beginning to stoop.

You earned a quarter,
and the women took it.

Congratulations, Bud.

Today you are a man.