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[SNORING]

[WHISPERS]
Darrin...

It's 7:30.

[GROANS]

Is he always so bright
and cheerful in the morning?

Mother, will you please
get out of here?

The poor dear's
been up all night

trying to think up a campaign
to sell that boat.

[GIGGLES]

You think that's amusing?

No...

I was just thinking
how sweet he looks.

Like a little boy.

Bet he was cute.

What makes you think that?

Well, look at what he grew up
to look like.

Oh, that's the argument
I was going to use.

I've never seen
any photos of Darrin

when he was a little boy.

Wonder what
he was really like.

That's easy to find out.

[GASPS]

Don't you dare!

Darrin wouldn't like that.

Oh, don't be silly.
He needn't ever know.

SAMANTHA:
Mother!

Oh, Samantha, you better start
praying for a girl.

I think he's adorable.

I'll consider myself very lucky
if our child looks like him.

Now, I think you'd
better change him back.

No. No, I'd like
a better look at him.

Oh. Hi, Sam.

What time is it?

Why don't you look
at your Mickey Mouse watch.

SAMANTHA:
It's 7:30.

That late?

[CLEARS THROAT]

Funny, my voice sounds strange.

Must've slept on my ear.

Well, I've got
to get moving.

Have a lot of work to do

before I meet with the client
this afternoon.

Uh, Darrin.

Darrin, I have something
to tell you.

DARRIN:
Tell me at breakfast.
I have to change.

Darrin.

Ambitious little rascal,
isn't he?

I'd say he'd grow up
to be president

if I didn't know better.

Take that spell off!

Well, it'll take me a moment
to think of it.

Samantha!

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Sam, it has got to stop!

I'm a human being,

not a plaything to be whapped
up and down at will!

Oh, darling, I agree.

It was a terrible thing
for Mother to do, but...

Uh, would you please eat?

Terrible?!

She could have stunted me
out of 10 years' growth.

As a matter of fact,
she did!

Twenty, actually.

But who's counting?
At least have some coffee.

Where's your mother now?

I don't know.

When she heard
you yell,

she took the spell off
and disappeared.

You coward!

Now, Darrin, I know you have
every right in the world

to be angry at Mother.

I tried to stop her,
but you know how she is.

You know how hard
to control she is.

But I tired, believe me,
I tried.

[SIGHS]

You know, I've been yelling
at the wrong person.

I'm sorry, sweetheart.

Wasn't your fault.

Yeah.

Well, if it's any
consolation to you,

you were a very cute
little boy.

I'll make Mother promise
it won't happen again.

And especially not
when I'm shaving.

Although after I have
that meeting this afternoon,

I may want to cut my throat.

But I would like it
to be my own decision.

Still no ideas?

Oh, plenty of ideas.

But they've all
been used before.

Sam, we've used
five campaigns

to try to sell
this series of models.

Nothing works.
I don't get it.

They're great fun
to build.

Well, you'll think
of something. You always do.

I'd better, I'm the agency's
last chance.

I'll see you tonight.

Darrin?
Mm-hm?

I hope our baby
looks just like you.

I'll go along with that,
as long as it's a boy.

I wonder what you looked like
when you were a baby.

Sweetheart,
the very minute

I feel a bearskin rug
on my stomach, so help me--

Bye.

Bye.

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Harding's
on his way up.

Now, remember, Darrin,
you're our last chance.

If you
don't come through,

the agency will lose
thousands of dollars.

Thanks for the pep talk,
Larry.

What?

When you came in here,
I was feeling rather insecure.

Now I just feel rotten.

You son of a gun.

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I always said that Donald
had no sense of humor.

Mother,
it isn't funny.

How would you feel
if you woke up one morning

and found yourself
20 years younger?

Hm, no comment.

So Dennis got quite ugly about
the whole affair, did he?

Now, what exactly did he say?

Before or after
he called you an old witch

with a warped sense of humor?

An old witch?

How dare he?

No, how dare you?

Tell, uh...
Tell Darrin I'm sorry.

You got his name right.

Oh, what's in a name?

By the way, where is he?

He's at the office.
Why?

No reason.

Mr. Harding,
you're about to meet

one of our brightest
young men.

And if he can't create
a successful campaign for you,

nobody can.

Mr. Harding, meet your new
account executive.

Well, glad to meet you,
Mr. Harding.

[CLEARS THROAT]

I've been studying
your marketing procedures,

and have devised a saturation
campaign using all media.

I believe you'll find it
extremely effective.

Now, if you'll look at this
breakdown in figures

compiled by our...

One of these days
my mother-in-law's

gonna go too far!

Get my wife
on the phone.

Yes, sir. What?

Never mind.

Can I help you,
little boy?

Well, I'd appreciate it
if you'd loan me a dime.

What seems to be
the trouble, sonny?

Did you lose
your mommy?

No. Look, if you'll
loan me the dime,

I'll write you a check.

Sorry, I seem to have misplaced
my checkbook.

But, believe me,
I'm good for the dime.

Thank you.

Samantha?

Who is this?

This is Darrin!

Darrin?
Gee, your voice sounds funny.

That's because it hasn't
changed yet.

Sam, how could you
do this to me?

Do what?

Darrin, are you
in some kind of trouble?

Yes, I'm in trouble.

Uh-oh.

Has Mother been at it again?

Yes, she's been at it again.

Look, Sam, you're my wife
and I love you,

and when I married you

I expected
a mother-in-law problem,

but this is ri--

I'll be through in a minute.

Look, Sam,
you can explain later.

Just make me grow up.

All right, Darrin, I'll try.

Now, just stay calm.

I'll try and remember
how Mother did it.

Has your appearance changed?

Now I know how Superman feels.

When you come home, I'll explain
how it all happened.

I can hardly wait.

I guess
that's how it happened.

Well, sweetheart,
you know Mother.

Her sense of humor's
a bit, uh, offbeat.

Offbeat? "Juvenile"
is a better word.

She's the one who needs
to grow up.

What did you
tell Larry?

I didn't tell
him anything.

When I got back to the office,
he and Harding were gone.

Larry's probably out trying
to get the account back.

[DOORBELL RINGS]

Oh, hi...Larry.

Hi, Sam.

We were just
talking about you.

I hate to barge in like this,
but I had to see Darrin.

Where's that kid?

Kid?

The one
in your office.

Is he a relative
of yours?

You might say that.

Close relative?

Fairly close.

I thought so. You know,
he looked a bit like you.

Anyway, I want
to congratulate you, Darrin.

Mr. Harding thinks
it was a masterstroke.

What was?

Getting the kid.

Getting the kid?

Look, when you
want to know

what's wrong with a dish mop,
you ask a housewife.

Right, Samantha?

I guess so.

So, when you want to find out
why a toy isn't selling,

what's more natural
than to ask a kid, huh?

Sounds logical,
Larry.

Oh, come on,
Darrin.

Anyway, the important thing
is that Harding thinks so.

Oh, thanks, Sam.

I've set up another meeting
for tomorrow morning.

Harding, you, me,

and the kid.

The kid?

Larry, that's
not possible.

Why not?

Larry, wouldn't another
little boy do just as well?

No. He wants
that kid.

You know how unreasonable
he can be.

He thinks there's something
special about the boy.

He's right
about that.

Larry, believe me,
the kid is not what he seems.

And I'm sure
he won't want to go.

Well, then use
your influence.

You said he was a relative
of yours, didn't you?

So give him
a couple of bucks.

Increase his allowance.
Anything!

He's the only one who can
save that account for us.

Yes, but, Larry--

Darrin!

I don't want
to lose this account.

I'd also like to point out
that this whole idea

was yours
in the first place.

Larry, in that case, the boy--

SAMANTHA:
Will be there.

Thank you, Sam.

Have him at the office
at 9 in the morning, okay?

Oh, and Darrin, incidentally,
would you tell him

to knock off
the mother-in-law jokes?

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Aren't you going to put it
in the parking lot?

Well,
it's late, honey.

Maybe you'd better make
the transformation here

and drop me off and park
the car around the corner.

Well, all right.

You ready?

No.

Sam, I don't know
about this.

Well, it'll only be
for about an hour.

And we can't
disappoint Larry now.

I guess not.

Okay, hit me.

I still don't know
what campaign's

gonna sell
this toy.

Well, I think
it's silly for them

to put so much
faith in you.

After all, what do they expect
from a 10-year-old kid?

Sorry, I was only trying
to make you feel better.

Sam, nobody likes
a smart-aleck witch.

I'll see you in my office
after the meeting.

Darrin!

Excuse me, kids.

Kids?

Get him.

Hey, where'd you get
the funny clothes?

Pretty fancy,
eh, Stu?

Look, boys, I haven't got time
to fool around.

I'm late for a meeting.

So who's
stopping you?

[LAUGHS]

I don't find that
at all amusing.

Hey, you talk funny.

Yeah, you sound
just like my dad.

All right, give me
the toy back.

You want it?

Stu, catch!

Hey, give it to me!

Give it to me!
You'll break it!

Oh, don't--
Give it to me!

Give it to me.

You'll break it!
Please give it to me.

Ah, Stu,
let him have it.

Yeah, who needs it?

It's a crummy toy, anyway.

How do you know?

I got one at home.

My dad wanted to buy me
another one too.

But I didn't want it.

Come on, Stu,
let's go to the park.

Wait a minute.

Why didn't you want
your dad to buy you

any more in the series?

Race you over there.

Wait! It's important
I find out why.

Wait! It's important
for me to know!

Darrin...

Just tell me why you
didn't want your father

to buy any more
in the series.

Boy, is that all you
can talk about?

Yeah, can't you see

we've got
better things to do?

How long are you
gonna hang upside down?

Until we start
to black out.

Yeah, it's real neato.

Isn't that sort of dangerous?

What are you, a Boy Scout
or something?

You gonna be long, Darrin?

Let me play
a bit longer, Sam.

I bet I can spit
further than you.

Just tell me why he didn't buy
any more of the models.

I beat you
by 2 feet yesterday.

Please, it's very important
for me to know.

Oh, for Pete's sake.

Because they don't
do nothing.

You can look at them.

Big deal.

You can't play with them
or nothing.

The boat doesn't
even float.

Of course!

That's it!

It's not the campaigns
that were wrong.

It's the toys themselves.
Huh?

In other words,
the model should be changed

so that it does something
after it's built.

Look, you gonna spit
with us or not?

Afraid I'll have to take
a rain check on that.

Thanks, fellas.

Okay, Sam.

Time for me
to grow up.

I've got the solution,
and I don't have to be a kid

to sell the idea
to Mr. Harding.

Good.

There. That's more
like the man I married.

Well-- Ooh! Now I'm beginning
to get growing pains.

Come on, honey.

I don't know what's
holding him up, Mr. Harding.

But, uh, I'm sure they'll
be here any minute.

Ah!

Sorry to keep you waiting,
gentlemen.

I've been doing
a little research.

Where's the boy?

Well, um...

I don't think
we need him.

I believe I have
the solution--

You promised
to bring the boy.

Darrin, I gave my word
that the boy would be here.

Well, he is. Don't you want
to hear my solution?

I'd rather talk to the boy.

You know, I have a very strong
hunch about that little fella.

Are you going to take
the advice

of a 10-year old boy
over mine?

Have you got something
against that boy?

No, of course not.

You certainly act
as though you have.

How can you dislike a bright
little fellow like that boy?

I know him a little better
than you.

Look, Darrin.
What?

Mr. Harding
wants to meet the boy.

Yeah, I'll be
right back.

Okay, Sam,
hit me again.

Oh, darling, I thought
you had the solution.

They want to see
the kid.

So I'll let him
tell them my idea,

so they'll believe me.

Oh, dear, out of the mouths
of babes.

Please, Sam, I just want
to get it over with.

Well, okay.

One Master Darrin Stephens,
coming up. Ready?

Well, back to the
drawing board.

Ah!

Well, here's the boy
we've been waiting for.

All right, after studying
the problem from all sides,

I suggest--

Uh, wait a minute.

I-- I think Darrin
should hear this.

Where is he?

Oh, we don't
need him in here.

Now, you've been trying
to come up with--

Excuse me,
young fella,

but since Mr. Stephens
is the account executive,

I would like him
to hear this.

I'll go get him.

No!

That is,
I'd rather you didn't.

What's the matter, son?

Don't you like Mr. Stephens?

Well, I know he's a brilliant
advertising man.

Probably the best
in the business.

Then why don't you
want him in here?

Well...I'm not too crazy
about him personally.

Well, I still think
he should be here.

I'll just step
across the hall--

No, you sit down.

I'll get him.

It's amazing.

For his age, he's the most
mature young fellow

I've ever seen.

But...
I wonder what it is

he's got against
Darrin Stephens?

I can't imagine.

Oh, excuse me, I'll just
go over and hurry them up.

Sam,
this is ridiculous.

They want the two of me
in there.

Oh! Oh, hi, Sam.

Well, where's Darrin?

He just stepped out
for a minute.

Well, I'd better go
and look for him.

Wait in my office,
sonny.

Sam...

Whatever you say,
darling.

There must be some solution
to this problem.

Oh, by the way--

I thought you said
he just stepped outside?

He just stepped back in again.

Oh.

Where's the boy?

He just stepped outside.

Can't I get you two
in the same room together?

Larry, we just seem
to keep missing each other.

Why don't you go back
and talk to Mr. Harding.

We'll both be in
in a minute.

Okay. And you try and pull
yourself together, Darrin.

Get on
the ball.

Both be in in a minute?

Darrin, what are we going to do?

We're gonna kill the kid.

Darrin!

I was just speaking
figuratively, of course.

I have a certain
attachment for that kid.

Okay, honey.
Once more, with feeling.

Mr. Tate, would it be
asking too much

to get Mr. Stephens
and that boy in here?

Aah!

Got ya!

I don't think
that's funny, sonny.

Give me that.

All right.

Bull's-eye!
Right in the kisser.

Get that gun
away from him!

You can't have it.

Now, look, sonny
I don't--

Aah! Ow!

I want my pistol.

I want my pistol!

Here, here, here.

There's your pistol.

Thank you.

Oh!

Get that boy
out of here!

Don't you come near me.

[LAUGHS]

Where'd he go?

In there.

Uh, I wouldn't go in there
right now, Larry.

Give him time
to calm down.

What happened
to him?

Well, you know how it is with
these terribly bright kids.

Highly strung.

Sometimes they can go,
just like that.

Pressure must've
got him.

What about
my campaign?

Mr. Harding,
take my advice.

Never send a boy
to do a man's job.

Darrin--
Now, let me finish, Larry.

Mr. Harding,
you hired this agency

because we're supposed to be
experts in this field.

Now, I did a great deal
of research on this project.

I think the least you can do
is listen to me.

All right. I'll give you
15 minutes.

I hope you know
what you're doing.

Oh, uh...

say goodbye to the boy
for me, will you?

Tell him to come back
and see me in about 10 years.

I certainly will.

I bet he'll be the best
advertising man in the world.

Well, thank you,
sweetheart.

Why did you say
"thank you"?

Well, I was, uh, just taking
a few bows for the kid myself.

Why?

Why?

Well, call it, uh,
family pride, Larry.

Family pride,
Larry.

Oh.

[FORCED CHUCKLING]

I owe a lot
to those two kids.

I'd like to do something
to repay them.

Hey, lady.

Where's your friend?

Friend?

Yeah, the kid
that was here earlier.

Uh...he had to leave.

But I'd like to thank you
for being so kind to him.

I want to show my appreciation
by giving you a present.

What sort of a present?

Well, what would
you like?

A kite!

A big one!

I think that
can be arranged.

Hold out your hands...

and close
your eyes.

Close 'em!

Hey. How'd you
do that?

Uh, take the advice
of an old man.

Don't look a gift horse
in the mouth.

I don't know
what that means,

but thanks, lady.

Yeah, thanks.

Yahoo!
Yahoo!

You know, Sam, it was kind
of fun being a kid again.

I'd kind of like
to run and play with those kids.

Well, don't be too sad
about it, darling.

In a few months, you may have
a little boy of your own

to play with.

Come on, Peter Pan.
Let's go home.

Yippee, lady!

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