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[ Gidget Narrating ] Even though it's Friday night and I don't have a date,

I really don't mind. [ No Audible Yawn ]

After all, there's a world of exciting possibilities open to me.

Take dancing, for instance. In this day and age, who needs a partner?

There's always the possibility of constructive and creative activity,

like doing some extra homework for extra credit.

There's always the possibility of a little self-improvement.

After all, nobody's perfect.

[ Sighs ]

Or you can experiment.

Glamour is not quite my field yet, but, after all, you've got to plan ahead.

Something tells me it's gonna be one of those nights.

[ Jazzy Pop ]

If you're in doubt about angels

Being real

I can arrange to change

Any doubts you feel

Wait till you see my Gidget

You'll want her for your valentine

You're gonna say she's all that you adore

But stay away Gidget is spoken for

You're gonna find that Gidget is

Mine

[ Gidget Narrating ] I was minding my own business,

all prepared to spend a quiet evening at home...

catching up on my surfing magazines.

Good night, Dad. Good night.

Good night? At 7:30?

Well, for the sake of good health, I thought I'd take the night off--

you know, read, relax, get a good night's sleep.

Hmm, for the sake of your health, huh?

And for the sake of not having a date. Oh, you poor--

But you did have dinner less than an hour ago.

Dad, dinner is something you eat because it's the thing to do.

This you eat because you enjoy. Okay. Enjoy. Enjoy.

[ Phone Rings ] I'll get it. I'll get it.

You'll get it? How? You know--

Here. Oh. [ Ringing Continues ]

Oh, thanks a lot, Dad. You're a pal. Oh, Gidget.

- Dad, well, don't let the meringue slip into the pizza. - Perish the thought.

Hello? Oh, hi, Shirl.

Gidget, Gidget, you gotta come over right away!

- Why? What's the matter? - It's a surprise. You won't believe it!

Hurry, Gidget. Hurry!

Okay. I'll be right there! Gotta hurry.

Gotta hurry. Wait a minute. Wait a minute. What is it?

Where are you going? Over to Shirl's. It's a big surprise.

I'll be right back. Now wait a minute, Gidge. Uh, Gidget!

Daddy, I'm in a hurry. But you can't go out like that.

Like what? In your pajamas.

No one'll see. And besides, it's only a few blocks away.

And besides, I've got my coat over it.

Gidget, Gidget, so what if somebody saw you?

- Toodles! - What if you--

got in an accident?

[ Doorbell Rings ] What took you so long?

Gidget-- Gidget, have I got a surprise for you.

Are you ready? Ready.

You're sure? Because it is stag-ger-ing!

Well, stagger away.

My daddy is buying me--Yeah? Yeah?

a car! [ Squeals, Stops ]

That's a surprise for me?

Well, certainly. You know how much I wanted one.

Sure. Sure, you have. Uh--

No. It's great. It's really great.

I'm so happy for you. Honest. Well, I couldn't be any happier,

unless it were happening to me.

That's not all. No? What?

You-- You are gonna be the very first of all my friends to see it.

I am? No kidding! Well, how? When?

Well, tonight. Oh, Daddy? Daddy, this is Gidget.

- How do you do, Mr.-- - Hannah!

[ Shouting ] Will ya get a move on? We're ready to go!

Go? Go where? Come on, Mother!

Coming.

When my daddy decides to do something-- like, wow! Yeah. Wow.

Four weeks you can't make up your mind, now all of a sudden everybody has to jump?

Hello, honey. [ Gidget ] Hi.

So go start the car. I'll turn off the lights. And don't take all night!

Come on, kids. Yeah, Gidge. Let's go. We'll get Mom later.

Go where? Well, Pasadena, silly.

Where else would you go to buy a used car? Pasadena?

Well, my father's cousin Arthur works

for this little old lady in Pasadena. Now, she--

What do you mean, no? I can't go.

Well, why not? I thought you'd want to. I thought you'd be thrilled.

Well, I am, but-- Well,

positions were reversed, I know I'd be honored.

Well, I am honored, Shirl, but I'm honored in my pajamas.

What in the world are you doing in your pajamas?

Well, how am I supposed to know you were going--

Hey, either ya want a car, or you don't! I do. Daddy, I'm coming.

Honest. I'm coming. Hannah!

Boy, does he have to holler like that?

[ Shouting ] What are ya doing?

Nobody'll even know. Honest. I didn't even know until you told me.

Can't I borrow something of yours? Are you kidding?

Daddy's ready to go. We can't keep him waiting. He might change his mind.

Just keep your coat all buttoned up. Well, I don't know--

Well, Gidget, you can stay in the car. Hannah!

This is the most important night of my life. You wanna spoil it?

Will ya please!

Well, okay, Shirl, but I have to call my dad first and ask him.

Oh.

Now what?

She has to call her father first and ask him if she can go.

Well, what's wrong with that? You're a good kid. You should take a lesson.

Oh, I thought everybody was in such a hurry. She's calling her father.

Now? When we're so late?

[ Busy Signal Beeping ] Oh. It's busy. Wonder who he could be talking to?

[ Line Buzzing ]

I'll call back. He never talks long.

[ Dialing ]

[ Dialing Continues ]

[ Line Buzzing ]

[ Busy Signal ]

[ Handset Settles In Cradle ] You see, we have this deal...

where we tell each other where we're going.

Wanna try it again, little girlie? We'd like to go tonight.

Yes, sir.

[ Dialing ] It's all part of this really rather marvelous...

understanding we have based on mutual respect and consideration.

[ Busy Signal ] It's still busy.

I do not-- repeat-- [ Chuckles ] do not believe...

in interfering with another parent's discipline.

- Oh, that's good. - But--

But in an instance like this,

when the said parent cannot be reached,

then the most responsible adult present ought to make the judgment, right?

- Well, only in-- - And who's the most responsible adult present?

Do we, uh, need take a vote or shall we make it unanimous?

Thank you. It's unanimous. Me, okay?

I make the judgment. Let's go!

[ Gidget Narrating ] A few minutes later,

we were on the San Diego Freeway headed for Pasadena--

at least I thought we were, till I saw which way we were going.

Mr. Marshall, aren't we going by way of the valley?

Not me. I go by way of downtown.

Daddy wouldn't be caught dead in the valley. Why?

Because he got lost there once in 1959.

But downtown is miles out of our way. The valley is much shorter.

With me, a valley gets once chance.

Doesn't shape up, it's through. Oh, Daddy.

I wouldn't have agreed to wait to call my dad if I knew you were gonna take the long way.

So you'll call him a little later.

I'm sorry, sir, that would be worrying my dad needlessly. I can't do that.

Gidget, I admire your attitude, and I'd like to help you out,

but unfortunately there are no phones on the freeway.

Well, couldn't we get off just long enough to find a drugstore...

or-- or a filling station where I could call?

You don't get on and off a freeway just like that.

At least I don't-- not since... 1959.

We can take the next off-ramp we come to-- sorta like potluck.

Potluck?

[ Laughing ] That's cute.

[ Laughing, Stops ] No.

I wouldn't even suggest it if you didn't admire my attitude so much.

Oh, brother!

What, "Oh, brother"? What kinda comment is that?

Instead of, "Oh, brother," you should take a lesson. We'll take potluck.

There we are. Ugh, time for a shower.

[ Rings ]

Hello. Oh, hi, Larue.

- Hi, Mr. Lawrence. Where's Gidget? - She went to Shirl's.

Oh, okay. I'll call her there.

Yeah. And tell her to get home pretty soon.

I don't want her out that way.

[ Line Clicks ]

Out what way?

[ Gidget Narrating ] We were looking for a gas station...

or even a little drugstore--

you know, like you can find on just about every other corner?

Well, we looked...

and looked,

and, 35 minutes later, we were still looking.

There-- is that one? If it is, it's closed.

[ Sighs ]It doesn't make sense.

There's gotta be a gas station around here somewhere.

Oh, there isn't one around here. There isn't anything around here.

Where are we anyway? Who knows? We took potluck, remember?

Now wait a minute, Shirley. Fair is fair.

It's not Gidget's fault we can't find a station. Thank you, Mr. Marshall.

It's her fault we're looking for one.

It's not her fault we can't find one.

Wait a minute. Down that street-- isn't that one?

[ Gasps ] It is. Oh, thank heavens.

Yeah. Thank heavens I found it.

Yes, sir. Fill 'er up?No, thanks. Little lady has to use the phone.

Go ahead. Get a move on. [ Gidget Whispering ] I just can't. No.

I said I wouldn't have to get outta the car. Remember I said--

- What's the matter? - [ Hannah ] Is something wrong?

You said I didn't have to get out of the car. You did. [ Sighs ]

Now what's her problem?

She's in her pajamas.

- In your pajamas? - In her pajamas?

[ Shouts ] What are you doing in your pajamas?

Mr. Marshall, please. You don't have to holler at me.

You're in your pajamas, and I shouldn't holler?

What's the idea? Well, it's sort of a long story.

- Does your father know? - My father--

Yeah, the man with the marvelous understanding--

the one you have to call every five minutes even when you're with responsible adults--

does he know you're out wanderin' the streets in your pajamas?

- I'm not exactly "wandering in the streets," Mr. Marshall. - Yes or no? That's all.

He knows? Yes.

And he approves of your going to Pasadena in your pajamas?

That's just the point. He doesn't know I'm going to Pasadena in my pajamas.

- Make sense to you? - Mm-mmm. It certainly doesn't.

- Me neither. - You butt out.

You should be ashamed of yourself goin' around in your pajamas.

- No wonder we couldn't find a gas station! - What?

The number. What's the number--

so I can call this great father with this marvelous understanding?

- Well, I think maybe I bet-- - No, no. I want to talk to such a man.

- Oh, boy. - The number?

- Granite 5-5099. - Thank you.

0599.Mr. Marshall. Mr. Marshall, tell him I'm all right.

Uh, tell him what I'm doing, where I'm going. In your pajamas?

Well, if the subject should come up.

The important thing is he shouldn't worry.

If you ask me, he should start.

5099.

[ Busy Signal ] Oh.

Larue, I'm tryin' to take a shower.

Well, what I want to know is, did you say Gidget went to Shirl's?

- Yeah. That's right. - Well, which one: Shirley Mitchell or Shirley Marshall?

I don't know. Who lives a couple of blocks from here?

I do. Hello? Hello?

Larue, why don't you just call both Shirleys?

Good idea.

Well, I gotta say one thing for your father.

He not only has a marvelous understanding, he's got a marvelous gift of gab.

Oh. The line was still busy, huh?

Well-- Oh, maybe the phone's out of order. I checked. He's talking.

Now do you mind if we get back on our way to Pasadena?

Aren't you gonna ask the boy for some directions? [ Engine Starts ]

Who needs directions? [ Laughs ] Who can't find a freeway?

[ Laughing ]

Okay, so I can't find a freeway. Send me to jail.

Wait a minute. Isn't there a sign up there?

What's it say? What's it say? I don't know.

I can't read it. Neither can I.

I can. Good, good. What's it say?

[ Shouts ] What's it say? "Turn right."

Right. Right. "Exit. Do not enter"!

- [ Tires Screech ] - Ooh!

You told me to turn right.

Only so I could see the sign. You explicitly asked me to read that sign, Mr. Marshall.

That's all. I give up.

Uncle. Surrender. Help! Oh, Herman, stop it. Let's go.

Yeah, at this rate, I'll never get my car.

Oh, is that what we're supposed to be doin'? I forgot.

We've been so busy lookin' for freeways-- [ Engine Cranking ]

and callin' up fathers-- [ Cranking Continues ]

and discussin' pajamas and--

[ Cranking Stops ] runnin' outta gas.

Runnin' out of gas?

Well, you picked a good place to do it. [ Sighs ]

- What do you mean? - Look there, down the block-- there's a gas station.

It is. It is!

- And not just any old gas station either. - You mean--

That's right. It's the same one. How's that for a stroke of luck?

Well, somebody'll have to go get the kid and send him back...

with enough gas to get us to the station.

- I'll do it. You stay with Gidget. - I'm the father. I'll do it.

Mr. Marshall,

speaking of fathers, why don't you call mine again?

Oh, that way, your running out of gas won't be a total loss.

At least now we can find out where we are and go straight to Pasadena.

Nothing more can happen. Ha!

[ Busy Signal ] Nothing else can happen. We've been lost,

we've run out of gas-- We could have a plane crash.

A plane crash? With her in the car, anything's possible.

Still busy.

- Did you try both Shirleys? - I sure did. And Gidget can't be with either one of them,

because I called and called, and neither of them answer.

- I can understand why the Mitchells didn't answer. - Why?

'Cause they moved. But somebody ought to be home at the Marshall's.

Unless-- Well, there's one possibility.

- What's that? - They might be out.

Seems like a fair deduction.

But if they're out, where is Gidget? Why haven't I heard from her?

[ Busy Signal ]

You'd think a man who was so anxious...

to get a phone call from his daughter...

would stay off the phone for maybe 20 seconds.

I can call Arthur and make sure that car is still for sale.

Look. There she is--

creeping into still another heart.

Oh, Herman, she's not all that bad.

Besides, someday we'll probably laugh about this.

I'll give you 8-to-5.

What'd Arthur say, honey? His line's busy.

[ Car Approaching ]

Did you get him? Did you get my dad? The line was still busy.

Did you hear that, Willie?

Now, Gidget, you're just gonna have to

forget all about your father until we get to Pasadena.

- Oh, that's-- - Because Mr. Marshall's had just about all he can take.

Yeah. I know how he feels. So have I.

- What? - I'll bet he busts more eardrums--

What is it, Herman? I found out where we've been all night.

Where? Where do ya think?

The valley? In the valley.

The way things have been going, that'd be my guess.

Well, we're on the right track now. Another 15 minutes, you can call your dad, Gidget.

Oh, I don't have to. I'm sure Willie got to him by now. Willie?

The gas station attendant. Huh?

Well, he's gonna call my dad and tell him not to worry or call the police or anything,

in case he thinks I got kidnapped.

Oh, boy. [ Vehicle Horn Honks ]

[ Tires Screeching ] Herman, what are you doing?

I'm takin' her right home.

"Not to call the police"? Who is this?

Willie who? Oh, well, she's all right, sir,

but she said to tell you that she's slightly involved in a sticky situation--

uh, something she can't get out of, but she says she'll work it out.

- Oh, she will. - Yes, sir.

She said the main thing is for you not to worry, just go to bed.

And she has her key, and she'll let herself in and see you in the morning.

- After she's cooked up a good story, huh? - What's that?

I warned her she'd get in a spot, but she wouldn't listen.

Now she wants me to go to bed so she can slip in without explaining. Not a chance.

- Afraid I don't understand. - I'm entitled to a very large "I told you so,"

and I'm gonna see to it that I get it!

[ Line Clicks ]

"Slip in" indeed. Not tonight, my darling daughter.

You are going to get a royal paternal reception.

You will do your explaining, and I will do my I-told-you-so's,

and maybe you will understand...

that when I say it is not a wise idea to go out of the house

in your pajamas, I am right.

[ Vehicle Passing ]

Gidget, that you?

Impossible.

[ Door Rattling ]

[ Vehicle Passing ]

- Good-bye. - Now don't start crying. That's all we need.

I take her in like that, and her father will really think she was kidnapped.

Well, it won't be far from the truth.

I didn't want to go with you, but you all insisted.

And I don't know why, unless you needed somebody to blame everything on...

for running out of gas and getting lost.

And all I ever wanted to do was just obey my father.

Take a lesson.

Walk her to the door.

Look, uh, kid.

I, uh-- I may not be a marvelous father like yours, but--

You certainly aren't.

My father's a man of understanding. He lets people explain. He listens.

He doesn't go around hollering at people. Boy, are you noisy!

Me? Noisy? Shh! You want to wake up the neighbors? Take a lesson.

That's what you should do-- take a lesson from my father.

He doesn't say one thing, then do another.

When he says something, he means it. And he sticks by it.

He's a man of dignity and integrity.

And he's solid, and he's consistent, and he's--

He's-- He's...

in the bushes?

Daddy, for gosh sakes, what are you doing hiding in the bushes in your pajamas?

- What else? - I am teaching you a lesson.

Didn't I tell you not to go out of the house in your pajamas?

Yeah, but at least I threw a coat over mine. But you went anyway.

Now look what you've done. What I've done?

Look at the position you've put me in. Me?

Gidget, I'm going to murder you! Daddy, you're hollering.

Feet of clay. Feet of clay!

So you're the marvelous father.

She's been tellin' me all about you.

Yeah, but I was mistaken. You're both the same,

you-- you... adults.

Gee, she said "adults" like it was a dirty word. What did she mean?

I don't know, but when she uses language that strong, it behooves me to find out.

You will excuse me, sir. Oh, be my guest.

She's right about one thing.

He is a man of dignity-- even in his pajamas.

Herman, take a lesson.

What do you mean when you call somebody an "adult" in that tone of voice?

I mean they're unreasonable, inconsistent, selfish, stubborn,

pig-headed, illogical human beings who go around hollering at people...

before they know what they're hollering about, and won't listen, won't let--

Hold it. Hold it. You said the magic word. "Human beings."

Being an adult doesn't mean you have to stop being human,

only that you should be able to temper it and gauge it a little better.

We all have feet of clay, Gidge. We all make mistakes.

Yeah, like Mr. Marshall.

And like me.

I made plenty of mistakes this evening--

blaming you for my own stupidity, hollering.

Aw, you're allowed. You got plenty of mistakes coming to you.

Yeah? How come? 'Cause you so rarely act like an adult.

Good night, Gidge. Good night, Dad.

That's why Dad's so nearly perfect.

Right-- I said "nearly" perfect. If he were all perfect,

I'd probably start taking him for granted

and never appreciate his finer qualities.

I think all dads should take a lesson. Toddles.

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