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[theme music]
[music playing]
I need my dryer.
Hey.
Don't you ever knock?
And it's not your dryer.
Your dryer is broken.
If the lecture is over, I'd like to use the dryer now.
It's getting late.
All right.
This is the last time.
You get an allowance.
Buy one of your own.
You're so sweet.
Sisters, , boy are they weird.
I'm weird?
At least I don't stand in front of the mirror on a box,
pretending I'm in the NBA.
[music playing]
You know, Jonathan, of all the assignments,
my favorite is coaching.
I'm glad to hear it.
Did the boss tell you what sport it is?
Is it baseball?
You know, I was a pretty fine first baseman
over at the Academy.
I-- I don't think they had this sport at the Academy.
No?
What sport is it?
It's-- it's volleyball.
Volleyball?
Volleyball?
Come on, it's a girl's sport.
Yeah, you're replacing the girls' coach.
Girls?
I can't coach girls.
Why not?
Because I'm used to guys, that's why.
Girls, you got to worry all the time they're
going to hurt themselves.
They're kind of wimpy, you know.
Mark, I think these girls might surprise you.
Oh, I doubt it.
I don't have to worry about your vote.
Do I, Kate?
What are you running for now, Richard?
What else?
Prom king.
I'll probably be taking Melanie.
Of course.
Well, she is the prettiest girl in school.
She also thinks you're about as exciting as the soundtrack
to an underwater ballet.
Hi, Sammy.
How's my favorite volleyball player?
Sammy, why don't you go pick on someone your own size?
Like that drinking fountain over there.
[laughs]
Come on, Sammy, we'll be late for class.
Let's face it, Melanie, you and I together
have king and queen locked up.
Richard.
I've got to know by tonight, Melanie,
so I can get a limo to match your dress.
I'm not sure, Richard.
I told you, Mel, Danny's not going to prom.
He's working that night.
Hi, Danny.
Hey, Mel, Richard.
How's the job going?
It's pretty good, if you like pizza.
I thought I might stop by tonight after practice.
Ah, Mel, it gets pretty busy.
Why don't I call you from work?
Sure.
Sure.
[school bell rings]
I'll see you later.
I'll be waiting by the phone.
Now, class, it's time for our poetry lesson.
[laughter]
Notes, class, we must have notes.
There must be lots of notes.
[school bell rings]
I wish I was a fish.
I wish I was a bass.
I'd climb up over these trees and slide
down on my hands and knees.
[laughter]
Fooled you, didn't I?
Notes, class.
Where are those pencils, class?
Pencils, we must see pencils.
Roses are red, violets are blue, I'm a schizophrenic,
and so am I.
[laughter]
Laughs, class.
I want laughs, class.
Excuse me.
I thought I was the one who was supposed to be standing
up in front of the class.
You're the stand up teacher.
I'm the stand up comic.
Oh, well, for the next 50 minutes
you're going to be the sit down mime.
Yes, sir.
All right, class.
My name is Jonathan Smith.
And I'll be your history teacher for the next few days.
Yeah.
Um, Mr. Smith.
My name is Richard Davies.
And I'm senior class president.
Congratulations.
Well, thank you.
Um, I don't know if you're aware of it, Mr. Smith,
but senior class prom is this weekend.
And as senior class president, I would
like to invite everyone over to my house
this Sunday for an after prom swim.
[cheers]
Oh, and, uh, don't forget to vote for prom king.
[laughter]
Uh, if you've finished your campaign speech, Mr. Davies,
I'd like to get on with the class.
Oh, yeah, by all means.
Please continue.
Very kind of you.
A philosopher said, those who don't
learn from the mistakes of history
are bound to repeat them.
On a more personal level, you all
have families with a history.
And so your essay due this Monday
will be to write your family's history.
You can start with your grandparents, where they came
from, what kind of work they did, what they were like,
and what you learn from them.
[chatter]
[whistle blows]
All right, listen up.
We'll split into teams, do a little scrimmage.
Maryanne's not here yet, Coach.
They need a front liner.
Oh.
Well, I'll fill in for her until she gets here.
I'll play at half speed so nobody gets hurt.
[inaudible].
I'm sorry, Coach.
Are you OK?
Oh, yeah, yeah, I'm--
I'm fine. - You sure?
I'm fine, yeah.
I'm really sorry.
It's all right. It's fine.
It's fine.
Can I do anything?
No, no, I'm fine.
You-- you-- are you Maryanne?
Yeah.
Uh, uh, that's good.
That's good. Ah.
Why don't you get in the game here.
We don't want to break up the teams, you know.
You all go on to, uh, scrimmage, you know.
Uh, I'll-- I'll be right back.
[moans]
You're a fool not to go with Richard.
He'll take you to the best restaurant,
give you the most expensive corsage.
And besides, you'll probably win queen.
I know, but I really--
But what?
If Danny were going to ask you, wouldn't he
have done it already?
Richard wants to know what color dress
I'm going to be wearing to the prom
so he can get a limo to match.
Why don't you wear that red one from homecoming?
Well, maybe if I could make it strapless--
Oh, you can't wear the same dress.
The dress is dead.
Well, not everyone can afford to spend $500
on a new prom dress, Nicole.
Not everybody needs a new dress.
Nicole.
I was just kidding.
Why don't you ask Sammy?
He worships the ground you walk on.
MELANIE: Stifle it, Nicole.
And besides, you might just have some fun, as long
as he doesn't ask you to dance.
OK, come on.
Let's practice, OK.
OK.
Hey, Kate.
You're looking good.
Thanks, Sammy.
[moans]
It's broken.
Oh, I don't think so.
Jonathan, it is broken.
Look how swollen it is.
It's always that size.
Jonathan, it is my nose.
I say it's broken.
It can't be.
MARK GORDON: Why not?
Because they're just girls, kind of wimpy, you know?
Cute, Jonathan, cute.
[mumbles]
What's the problem, Danny?
You used to eat like a horse.
I'm not very hungry, Dad.
Too much leftover pizza.
You shouldn't eat so much of that stuff anyway, Danny.
It's bad for your cholesterol levels.
This country was not built on hardened arteries.
You know why he's not hungry, don't you?
Because the prom is this Friday and he
can't afford to go because his old man is out of a job.
Isn't that it, son?
No, Dad, I--
PETE: Then eat.
MARIE: Come on, Pete.
You'll be back at work soon, I know it.
Yeah, you know it, I know it, the company knows it.
Too bad my creditors don't know it.
MARIE: Well they'll just have to wait.
Oh, well, that's not what you said last week when--
when you told me about that opening at Bill's Gas Station.
You've always done such a great job on our cars.
I just thought--
Yeah, you just thought that if I
went to work on the neighbors' cars that all of our problems
would be solved.
Well, I hate to disappoint you, Marie.
But I did not get a degree in engineering so that I
could become a grease monkey.
MARIE: I said I was sorry.
PETE: 20 years working on the most sophisticated airplanes
in the world, and she wants me to change
mufflers for $7.50 an hour.
And even that wouldn't begin to pay the interest on this place.
I didn't want to go to the prom anyway, Dad.
Besides, Melanie is going with Richard Davies.
Oh, you're not good enough to go
with her now that your old man's out of work.
Is that it?
She doesn't even--
may I be excused?
I have to get back to work.
Go ahead, dear.
[knocking]
It's open.
You busy?
Yeah, our new teacher wants us to write a paper
about our family's history.
Ah, interesting assignment.
You looked so pretty at that homecoming dance.
Mom, I'm not going.
You could always ask Johnny Bass.
I know. I know.
He's just a junior.
But he's 6 feet 3 and the only tall boy in school
that doesn't have a date.
I was just trying to be helpful, darling.
It's a night you'll always remember.
Then it's one memory I won't have to worry
about because I'm not going.
KATE'S MOM: There's nothing I can say that will
make you change your mind?
Nothing.
Mom, I really have to write this paper, OK?
OK.
Stretch.
Stretch.
Stretch.
I can't believe it.
I've shrunk. Hey!
Sorry.
You want to come with us to the movies?
I can't, sis.
I'm auditioning at the Laugh Track tonight.
I thought you auditioned there last week.
Practice makes perfect.
Could I borrow $10?
Jeez, you're lucky I'm not going to the prom.
Justine says it's bad luck not to go to your prom.
It's bad luck not to go to your wedding.
It's OK luck not to go to your prom.
See ya.
A guy walks into the psychiatrist's office,
and says, I'm schizophrenic.
The psychiatrist says, that makes four of us.
Speaking of doctors, a guy walks into the doctor's office
with a frog on his head.
The doctor says, where did you get that?
The frog says, it started as a wart on my behind.
Control yourself, Mr. Hazen.
You're getting better, kid.
But not better enough?
I didn't say that.
So when do I start?
I'll call you.
Right, and the check is in the mail.
The next opening, I'll call you.
You promise?
I said I'd call you.
I'll call you.
Hey, you won't regret it, Mr. Hazen.
I've got star written all over me.
Just make sure you can wash it off, kid.
[music playing]
You know, Mark, considering you weren't hungry,
you did a pretty good job on the pizza.
Mm, the large pizza are not as big as they used to be.
Oh, really?
I'm serious, Jonathan.
They used to be that big.
Can I get you anything else, Mr. Smith?
No, thanks, Danny, just the check, please.
Danny, don't you think that the pizzas have
shrunk in the last few years?
Well, I've only been here a couple of months,
but they've been the same size since I got here.
Hey, Danny boy.
You got change for a buck?
Thanks, pal.
I gotta call Melanie.
Melanie, how are you doing, beautiful?
Just checking in about the you-know-what.
Blue, now that's a great color.
It matches my eyes.
I can't wait.
Ah, hold on, I--
I think someone wants to talk to you.
Is there something you want to say to Melanie?
I guess he doesn't.
Hey, I'll see you tomorrow, babe.
Here's your check.
Yeah, keep the change, boy.
Come on, Danny.
That's enough.
Hey, what are you doing?
You can't punch customers out like that, not
in my restaurant.
Look, you get a job somewhere else, huh.
Maybe you can sell peanuts at a hockey match.
Their customers like to fight. - Hey, come on.
They just had a little disagreement.
I mean, nobody got hurt.
First you tell me my large pizza's small.
Now you're telling me I can't fire my own waiter?
Since when did you buy my business, huh?
How come I don't know about it?
Hey, come on.
Give the kids a break, will ya?
For crying out loud.
Forget it, Coach.
[music playing]
[school bell rings]
Hi, Mel.
I waited for you to call.
I know.
I-- I wanted to, but--
I'm going to the prom with Richard.
I know.
I wanted to go with you, Danny.
But the way you've been acting the last month.
I'm sorry, Mel.
I-- I-- I hope you have a good time.
[chatter]
What?
Hey, Kate never touched the net.
Is that why it's still moving?
I am talking to the ref, OK?
So am I, OK?
So why don't you just leave that big, fat boot
of yours out of it.
If you two are done, the call stands.
Side out, Marion High.
[whistle blows]
It's all right, Coach.
We'll get it back.
Yeah, don't let her get to you, Coach.
Come on, girls.
Let's suck it up.
[cheering]
Push one, girls, and it's ours.
Let's go, Lions.
Beat 'em up, Kate.
[whistle blows]
This one is good, good, good.
All right.
[whistle blows]
[whistle blows]
Look, um, before you hit the showers,
I want you to know something.
I think you played a great game.
I know I'm not much of a coach.
And I got to tell you, I know a good volleyball team
when I see one.
Don't worry, Coach.
We'll get them in the playoffs.
Yeah, let's hear it for Coach Gordon.
Hip hip hurrah.
ALL: Hip hip hurrah.
Hip hip hurrah.
[cheering]
Hey, Sammy, aren't you helping out today?
Ah, in a minute, Darlene.
I'm trying to digest our volleyball defeat.
Hey, those decorations are starting to look good.
Well, there's only one senior prom, or so they tell me.
What's wrong?
You not going?
It's not looking good.
Oh, I thought you were fond of Kate.
You noticed, huh?
Yeah, why don't you ask her?
That should be obvious, Mr. Smith.
I'm barely 5 feet 6.
She's almost 6 feet.
I need a stepladder to kiss her.
Besides, a clown never gets the girl.
Well, you don't always have to be the clown.
When you're my height you don't have a lot of choices.
Oh, come on.
Now, when's the last time you tried to be anything else?
She'd never go with me.
How are you going to know unless you try?
Believe me, Mr. Smith, I've been friends with Kate
for six years, ever since we rode
bikes together to junior high.
She had a boy's bike.
I had a girl's bike.
She had to wait for me at all the signals.
She waited.
Yeah, she always waited.
I still think you ought to ask her.
I appreciate your interest, but she won't go out with me.
Besides, I barely know how to dance.
Well, that's no problem.
All you need is a dance coach.
Right, a dance coach.
Yeah.
And if I were you, I'd talk to Mr. Gordon.
I think he's the man to help you.
I, um--
I told your mother I'd help with the housework.
Aren't you supposed to be down at the pizza parlor?
I'm not working there anymore.
What?
I got fired last night for fighting.
Fighting?
Who were you fighting with?
A customer.
A customer?
What's the matter with you?
Did I raise a complete numskull?
After I change, I'm going down to the club sport.
They need another stock boy.
Don't worry, I'll still bring in my $3.25 an hour.
[door slams]
[door bell rings]
Mr. Briggs?
Hi, I'm Jonathan Smith, Danny's history teacher.
I found his notebook in the hall.
Oh, thanks.
He's, um-- he's in his room changing.
I'll give, it to him.
How's Danny doing in school?
Oh, he's doing all right so far.
Of course, it's not easy when you work five hours a day
and still try to keep up with your college studies.
Tell me about it.
How do you think I got through engineering school?
By working nights as a janitor, that's how.
And after 20 years building jets, they're laying me off.
Now I'm back house cleaning, and my wife's working.
I'm sorry to hear that.
That must be hard on you.
You darn right it is, not that anybody around here cares.
My wife, uh-- my wife wants me to go
to work at the corner gas station,
tuning up the neighbors' Mercedes.
I guess when things are rough, you just
have to do what you have to do.
Yeah, well, I don't have to work at a gas station,
wiping windshields for people I used to play golf with.
I didn't say you did.
Look, I've better be going.
I hope things work out for you.
Look, don't give me that schoolteacher condescension.
I'll tell you something Mr-- uh, Mr. Smith.
You don't buy a house like this by, uh-- by taking summers off.
The mortgage payments alone would bring you to your knees.
That's the trouble with all of you.
None of you understand how much pressure I'm under.
Oh, I think your son does.
What?
I was in the pizza parlor last night when he got in a fight
with Richard Davies over the prom.
He spent this morning in my classroom,
just staring off into space.
And this afternoon he walks down the hall
and drops his notebook, doesn't even notice it.
Well, sir, I think your son feels
just as much pressure as you.
Do Good luck.
One of your teachers brought this by for you.
Thanks, Dad.
Danny, I don't know how much you just heard, but--
I've got to go, Dad.
Hi, Mr. Gordon.
Hey, Sammy, how are you doing?
How did practice go today?
Uh, it was good.
I just wish I was a better coach, you know.
I'm afraid volleyball is not my game.
How about dancing?
What?
Well, I need some coaching.
And Mr. Smith said you might be able to help me out.
You've got to be kidding me.
You want me to teach you how to dance?
Yeah.
My prom's this weekend and I don't want to look any more
ridiculous than I have to.
Look, Sammy, Sammy, I cannot teach you how to dance.
I don't know what Jonathan was thinking.
But I haven't danced in years.
Mr. Smith said it was like riding a bicycle,
once you learn, you never forget.
He did?
All right, I'll give it my best shot.
When do you want to start?
Right now, if that's OK.
There's only a few days to the prom.
Oh.
Look, I-- I can't teach you without music.
Got you covered.
Oh.
Well, put on a slow one.
I don't do that jerking around stuff.
[MUSIC - "THAT'S WHAT FRIENDS ARE FOR"]
Oh, yeah, see, the great thing about these slow ones,
you can get away with murder, especially
if the floor is crowded.
Come on.
Let's go.
Here we go.
Now what am I-- you-- you lead, all right?
Yeah.
There you go.
Now just pretend like this whole floor is crowded, right.
And you just start-- you just start listening to music.
You start moving a little bit like that.
Just nothing fancy, just slow and easy.
Good, good.
Like this?
That's-- no, well, wait, wait, wait.
Loosen up.
You're too stiff here. Loosen up.
Loosen up your neck.
Loosen that up.
All right, you feeling loose? - Yeah.
All right, let's start again.
Here we go, nice and easy, nice and loose.
All right.
Now, remember, you got to be in control so she
knows where you're going.
Right.
Good.
Good, huh?
Now we are ready for [inaudible] Fred and Ginger stuff.
Yeah.
Yeah, turn right around.
Here we go.
Here we go.
Hey, this is fun.
This is fun, hey.
[music playing]
[laughter]
You two make a cute couple.
[chatter]
Oh, great, just great.
Thank you, Jonathan.
Thank you.
[MUSIC - ROBERT PALMER, "ADDICTED TO LOVE"]
(SINGING) Might as well face it, might as well face it.
Telephone!
No wonder you couldn't hear me.
Who is it?
I think he said his name is Hazel.
Hazen.
It's Mr. Hazen.
This is it.
This is it.
This has gotta be it.
Mr. Hazen.
MR. HAZEN (ON PHONE): Yeah, kid, you've got a spot this Friday.
This Friday.
Oh, uh, but my prom's this Friday
and I already rented a tux and everything.
MR. HAZEN (ON PHONE): You want to be a comedian or a teenager?
Can't I be both?
MR. HAZEN (ON PHONE): Not in show business, kid.
I'll see you Friday.
Mr. Hazen.
[dial tone]
Good evening, Miss Burke.
Hi, Sammy.
I thought you told me you were allergic to libraries.
Libraries are all right.
It's the books that bother me.
I see you didn't bring any.
No, actually I'm here to talk to Kate.
I was hoping-- she doesn't have a date for the prom yet,
does she?
As of 20 minutes ago she didn't.
How you doing, Sammy?
Hi, Mr. Smith.
Hi, Kate.
What's wrong with Richard?
What's right with him?
I thought you didn't like libraries.
Oh, I don't.
But this is kind of a special occasion.
It is?
Kate, I had a long talk with Mr. Smith this afternoon.
And it got me thinking about history.
It did?
Did you know that Napoleon was only 5 feet 4?
And his wife, Josephine, was 3 inches taller?
And there's Dudley Moore.
He's shorter than me.
And Susan Anton is taller than you,
and they almost got married.
I mean, look, I'm not that much shorter than you.
I think I've grown a lot this last year.
Sammy, what are you talking about?
I'm talking about the prom.
Oh.
Will you go with me?
I already rented a tux, but I don't
want you to feel any pressure.
You know how much I like you, Sammy.
How much?
Excuse me, Sammy.
Oh, Sammy, I think your elevator socks may be shedding.
[laughs]
Forget I asked.
Mr. Smith.
Hey, weren't you back in the library?
You left kind of fast, Sammy.
I didn't have much choice.
Why?
What did she say?
She said something like she liked me, but.
But what?
But who cares?
I knew what she was going to say.
I mean, the way she looked at me when
that creep, Davies, came over.
I don't know why I ever thought she'd go with me.
Come on, Sammy.
You're not going to give up because of somebody
like Richard Davies, are ya?
Not because of him.
Because like a friend of mine said,
you're either a comedian or a teenager.
Well, I'm through being a teenager.
See you, Mr. Smith.
JONATHAN SMITH: Looks great, doesn't it?
I suppose.
I wish the net was up.
I want to work on my spikes.
Is that all you think about, volleyball?
Why not?
It's all I have.
Well, now you sound like your friend, Sammy.
He has to be a clown because he's too short.
You have to play volleyball because you're too tall.
You two barely started out in life
and you've already set more limitations for yourselves
than society ever would.
Sammy doesn't have to limit himself.
He can be anything he wants to be.
Except your date at the prom.
If I went with him, people would
laugh at us, Mutt and Jeff.
And I can already hear Richard Davies talking.
JONATHAN SMITH: Nobody laughs at your mom and dad.
What are you talking about?
Well, your mom was taller than your dad.
Nobody laughed at them at the prom.
As a matter of fact, they won king and queen.
My dad wasn't shorter than my mom.
He was taller.
Well, not according to this, a Lincoln High
yearbook from 25 years ago.
Take a look at the picture.
I found it in the library.
They make a cute couple, don't they?
He died when I was 10, but I remember him as being tall.
Well, he wouldn't be the first kid to sprout up after he
got out of high school.
Of course, I don't think it bothered your mother
one way or the other.
If height meant everything, you would all be
in love with Andre the Giant.
You just don't understand.
Oh, I think I do.
You tell me you don't want to go to the prom with Sammy
because he's too short.
The fact of the matter is you don't
want to go with him because you think you're too tall.
I am too tall.
Oh, it's only in your mind.
You're a lovely girl, Kate, who remembers
herself as a gangly 10-year-old who was
a head taller than the boys.
Don't you think you ought to put the tough times behind you
and get on with your life?
As far as Richard Davies laughing at you,
who cares if a yo-yo like that laughs?
You know, you're right.
I wonder if Sammy still wants to go with me.
All you can do is ask him.
Yeah, see ya.
Oh, and thanks.
What will it be?
Fill it up with unleaded.
Yes, sir.
Want me to get the windshield?
Yeah.
Mr. Briggs, when did you start working here?
I started today.
RICHARD: You gotta be kidding!
What do you mean?
Well, nothing.
It's just that-- you're not working at the aircraft plant
anymore?
PETE BRIGGS: No.
How come?
Well, I decided it's never too late in life
to try something more challenging.
What?
Challenging?
Now if the 20 questions are over,
I'll get to the windshield.
Oh, yeah, sure, go right ahead.
Where did Dad go today?
I don't know.
He wasn't here when I came home.
How's your new job?
It's OK.
OK, Danny, the car's all gassed up and ready to go.
Dad, you didn't have to take that lousy gas station job.
Listen, when you're out of work, no job is a lousy job.
Besides, I didn't take it because I--
I've given up hope of getting my old job back.
I took it because I care about you very much.
And I'll do whatever I have to do to support this family,
no matter what anybody thinks or anybody says.
C-- come on, get dressed.
The prom will be starting soon.
I can't go.
I don't have a date.
If I knew that my best girl was going to be there,
I wouldn't miss a chance for a dance or two.
Get going.
Danny, if you see Mr. Smith at the prom,
give him a message for me.
Sure.
Tell him-- tell him if his car breaks down
in the near future to bring it into Bill's, I'll take
good care of him.
I'll tell him, Dad.
I love you, you know that?
Yeah, well, you were always a sucker for a man in uniform.
Come on, what's the matter with you?
It's your big break tonight.
Who cares about a prom?
That's kids stuff, right.
Knock 'em dead tonight.
Sammy, Kate wants to talk to you.
Oh, why does she keep calling?
Tell her I'm late.
I got to get to the club.
Sammy--
Mom, please, she's only been calling to say she's sorry,
can we still be friends.
I don't need people feeling sorry for me.
KATE: I don't feel sorry for you.
Kate, I thought you were on the phone.
I tried the phone.
But you wouldn't answer.
Yeah, well, look, I understand--
No, you don't.
I wasn't feeling sorry for you.
I was feeling sorry for myself.
For what?
For being too tall, that's what.
Well, I don't know about you, but I'm tired of worrying
about my height.
And I'm not going to do it anymore.
Now, you want to go to the prom or not?
Yeah.
yeah, I do.
Me too.
Let's go.
Hey, can you give me a minute?
Why?
I got to take some socks out of my shoes.
Oh, stop it.
Oh, how are you doing tonight, Mr. Smith?
Oh, just fine, Richard.
Melanie, you look lovely.
Thank you.
But what about me?
You look lovely too, Richard.
Oh, Mr. Smith, he's a funny guy, isn't he?
You look lovely too.
[MUSIC - "THAT'S WHAT FRIENDS ARE FOR"]
Hi, Nicole.
Love the tux, Coach.
Who's your friend?
Oh, this is Brad.
He came down from Hampton School to take me to the prom.
Hey, Coach.
How's it going?
Listen, Nicole, he may have brought you,
but he's not going to take you home.
I am calling this bozo a cab.
Listen, son, the next time somebody asks you out,
I hope you know how to behave.
Now, let's go.
Hey, suppose I don't want to go.
What?
Suppose I don't want to go, what
are you going to do about it?
Oh, son, you don't want to know.
Let's go.
Did you get your little friend in a cab?
Yeah.
His old man ought to pinch his head off.
Hey, Coach.
Hey, Mr. Smith.
Hey, you two look great tonight.
Boy, they sure do.
Thanks.
I'll save you a dance.
Only if I lead.
Have a good time.
It was so humiliating.
I don't know why I asked Brad in the first place.
I don't believe it.
Will you look what's coming?
Will you look at that dress?
Whoa, look at that cake.
Isn't that great?
It's terrific.
Oh, Kate, where did you get that dress?
My mother made it.
Oh, well, it certainly is, uh, different.
She means you never looked better.
Well, you don't look too bad yourself, Sammy.
Are you wearing your elevator socks tonight?
As a matter of fact, I am.
Are you wearing your mother's underwear tonight?
Come on, Kate.
Let's dance.
[music - "cherish"]
Does that look silly or does that look silly?
Oh, Richard, some people don't care what other people think.
I know.
Isn't it wonderful?
Excuse me.
Danny, glad you can make it.
Yeah, me too.
Is Melanie here yet?
Yeah, I saw her a few minutes ago.
Oh, there she is, over by the buffet.
Well, I guess I'll go over and say hello.
Good luck.
Oh, Mr. Smith, my dad wants you to know that if you ever
have any car trouble, he's working
at a Bill's Gas Station, he'll take good care of you.
JONATHAN SMITH: You tell him thanks for me.
Right.
Hi.
Hi.
Where's your date?
Hmm, I don't know.
He's campaigning I think.
Where's yours?
I came alone.
I thought you had to work tonight.
Yeah, well, I--
I didn't.
I sort of made that up.
That's what I wanted to talk to you about.
These last few months, I guess I've
been acting a little strange.
A lot strange.
Right, a lot strange.
You see, my dad--
RICHARD: Hey, Danny boy.
Fancy meeting you here.
You know, you would never guess who I ran into this afternoon
at the gas station, your old man.
Gee, it must be quite a come down,
one day building jets, and the next day pumping gas.
That's what I've been trying to tell you.
My dad got laid off.
He's been working at a gas station
until his company gets a new contract.
Oh, he was working too.
My windshields have never been cleaner.
Hey, listen, if he ever needs a recommendation--
He doesn't need any recommendation from you.
My dad takes pride in his work, no matter what he's doing.
I love my dad and I'm very proud of him.
I couldn't afford to get a tux.
That's why I didn't ask you to the prom.
I know I should have told you the truth--
I understand. I do.
Uh, hey, listen, I hate to interrupt things,
but Melanie is my date.
[music playing]
And here's the moment we've all been waiting for,
the king and queen of the prom, Mr. Richard
Davies and Miss Melanie Marcus.
Will the king and queen please step
forward for the royal dance.
Uh, excuse me, um, they're playing our song.
No, Richard, they're playing your song.
And you should be out on that floor with the one person
in this room who really loves you.
You should dance with yourself.
Well, Nicole, it looks like you've lucked out.
[music playing]
[theme music]
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