Alright, now you be sure
and thank Irving's mom
for having you over.
And you tell her
that you had a nice time.
What if I have a crummy time?
- Well, you thank her anyway.
- But that's a lie.
Oh, no, not really,
it's being polite.
Think how bad Irving's mom
would feel if you told her..
"I'm not having a good time."
You don't wanna hurt her
feelings now, do you?
Nah.
I mean, isn't it better
to make people feel good
by telling them
that you're having a good time
whether you are
or whether you aren't?
Well, but then how is
anybody gonna know
if you have a good time or not?
Well, people can usually
tell those things.
Well, if they can tell
if you have a good time
then they can tell
if you have a bad time.
So they're still
gonna feel bad.
- It's gettin' late, Nicholas.
- Dad, I don't understand.
Oh, no, of course, that's
because you're very young.
It doesn't make sense.
Well, we'll talk about it later.
Dad.
We'll talk
about it later, Nicholas.
You just don't wanna
explain this to me--
Nicholas, later..
That's not true.
- It is true.
- That's not true, Nicholas.
Dad, you don't have to lie.
I can tell.
Okay, okay, you win.
Whatever you say.
- You mean I'm right?
- Yes, yes.
I'm just tired of explaining
this particular concept to you.
Great. Thanks
for hurting my feelings.
Now I'm really gonna
have a crummy time.
[instrumental music]
I didn't do that right.
["Eight Is Enough"]
♪ There's a magic
in the early morning ♪
♪ We've found ♪
♪ When the sunrise smiles ♪
♪ On everything around ♪
♪ It's a portrait
of the happiness ♪
♪ That we feel
and always will ♪
♪ For eight is enough ♪
♪ To fill our lives
with love ♪
♪ Oh we spend our days ♪
♪ Like bright
and shiny new dimes ♪
♪ If we're ever puzzled
by the changing times ♪
♪ There's a plate
of homemade wishes ♪
♪ On the kitchen windowsill ♪
♪ And eight is enough ♪
♪ To fill our lives with love ♪♪
[instrumental music]
[indistinct chatter]
Alright, get set now.
Get set.
Ready, smile.
[camera shutter clicks]
- Yay.
- Come on.
Now, we'll take one
with all of us on the stairs.
- Oh, no, dad.
- Come on.
I can still see spots.
Yeah, and besides, you already
took pictures on the stairs
before the graduation.
Alright, these will be
after-graduation pictures.
Why don't we all just clear
outta here like we promised
and leave the house
to Tommy and his friends?
Happy Graduation, Tommy.
Yeah, right.
Congratulations, Tommy.
- You did real good.
- Oh, thank you.
[all laughing]
- Tommy, give me a kiss.
- Kiss! Me! Me.
[doorbell rings]
- I'll get it.
- Now!
'Thank you.'
Hi, Nicholas, are you ready?
My mom's in the car.
(Nicholas)
Yeah, I got all
my stuff in my bag.
Did you remember to bring
the grapes and avocados?
Yeah, but we ran out
of artichokes and tomatoes.
(Irving)
'Oh, that's okay.
We got lots of those.'
(Tom)
'Hi, Irving.'
'Did you remember to pack
your toothbrush, Nicholas?'
Yeah, dad.
Well, don't forget
to tell Mrs. Moore
thank you
for having you over.
Okay.
See you later.
Avocados?
- Oh, Tommy.
- Guess what?
- Look what we made.
- Oh, what's this?
Oh, a little surprise.
Something for you guys
to munch on tonight.
Elizabeth, there are
only four of us.
- Right.
- No, it's true.
- Me, Tami, Ernie and Jill.
- Uh-huh.
(Tommy)
'You can believe what you want'
but I've been doing enough
big bashes this week
to last a long time.
I want tonight to stay quiet.
You're serious, aren't you?
You actually told dad
the truth.
Gosh, I hate to disappoint you.
Well, I guess
you had to grow up sometime.
Right. Just too bad it had to be
after we made deviled eggs.
Look, I really appreciate
the trouble you went to, really.
It's okay.
What are sisters for?
Well, I better get dressed.
And, first I'm gonna
hide this stuff
in case dad decides
to sh**t a sequel.
Yeah, that's a good idea.
Ah. Mm-mm.
Oh, Tommy.
- We're out of film, dad.
- Yes, yes, I know.
And it's really getting too late
to take any more pictures
'cause it's getting
close to :.
Pictures are not exactly
what I had on my mind.
Oh, you're worried
about the house.
Well, don't worry, I'll take
care of everything
and make sure that nothing--
- Tommy, do you mind?
- Sorry.
I just wanna wish you
a happy graduation.
Oh.
And tell you that
I was very proud of you tonight.
And tell you that I trust you
with the house completely.
- It's your "Oh."
- Oh.
- Oh, yeah.
- Thanks, dad.
Okay.
- Are you ready?
- Yes, ready.
Well, do you think you two
can entertain yourselves
until o'clock?
You know,
it may surprise you, son
but I have been out
after midnight before.
- Liar.
- Shh.
(Nicholas)
'Hey, Irving,
you need more artichokes.'
I know. We just ran out.
Well, I'll fake it with
these extra avocados over here.
Here, stick 'em in the back
so you don't see 'em as much.
You just cut it here.
[telephone rings]
Hello. Hi, sweetie.
What a nice surprise.
You're there now?
Yeah, of course I will.
You go ahead
and collect the luggage
and I'm on my way.
Okay, bye-bye.
Mwah. Mwah.
Irving, I have to go pick
your father up at the airport.
I thought he wasn't coming home
until tomorrow.
I know that, but his meeting
has been cancelled.
So let's go, boys, okay?
We can't go.
This project's due tomorrow.
Well, it's not gonna take long.
But the glue will harden.
[sighs]
Oh, I don't know.
(Irving)
'Please, mom.'
Well, can I trust
the two of you alone?
Okay. Okay, but keep
the doors locked
and no roughhousing, alright?
Alright.
And I won't be long.
(both)
Mush.
Oh, that's me there.
Oh, you were
in the wrestling team?
Of course not. I just showed up
for the picture.
He was also in the pictures
of the Spanish club
the marching band,
the young republicans
the young democrats,
and the women's service league.
I almost made
the cheerleading picture
but someone stole
my pom-poms.
Remember this?
This is the Forage dance.
Don't remind me, I'll never
forgive Larry Nesbit.
Larry told him it was a
costume dance. Except it wasn't.
You gotta picture this.
A hundred people
in tuxes and gowns.
And Bradford shows up
as an African Pygmy goat.
[laughs]
- Oh, hi, sir. Hello.
- Yeah.
Listen, when I called you
you said that there were
plenty of free lanes.
- Uh, it filled up.
- Oh, oh.
Well, uh, how long
a wait will it be then?
- It depends.
- On what?
When we get an open lane.
Well, surely you must have
an idea how long that will be.
I mean, an hour. An hour
and a half? Two hours?
- Could be.
- 'Could be what?'
An hour, an hour and a half,
two hours. It depends.
On when there's
an open lane, right?
Right.
Listen, can I ask you
a question?
Did you ever work
for the government?
How did you know that?
Hey, there's Mr. Lefcore.
You remember
his sophomore biology class?
"Remember?" I've been
confused ever since.
[telephone ringing]
I'll be right back.
Save my place.
Hello. Hey, Scott.
What's happening?
Yeah? Sounds like a hot party.
Unh-unh, no, I think I'll pass.
Well, Tami and Ernie
are over here with Jill and I.
Yeah, we wanna
keep things quiet.
Well...yeah, sure, but just
you and Jeff and your dates.
No one else.
The last thing I want over here
is a house full of people.
Okay, you bet.
Bye-bye.
Well, maybe this wasn't
such a good idea.
Holy Mac! I haven't seen
lines like this
since Garson got Gable.
Before your time.
Of course,
I was only a child myself.
Oh, of course.
Well, so much for the movie.
Where do you wanna go now?
- Home.
- Home?
We can't go home,
we still have three hours left.
- So I'll drive slowly.
- Tom.
Oh, come on, so we get home
a little early.
Tommy will understand.
No, he won't. He'll think
you're checking up on him.
Alright, I give up.
What do you wanna do?
[Abby laughs]
Jill, you're just signing
his yearbook
not answering
an essay question.
Give her a break.
That's right. These things
are supposed to be special.
Yeah, believe me
it's gotta be more special
than what you wrote.
What's wrong
with what I wrote?
"To Tommy,
best wishes, Ernest."
I just thought
it oughta be a little formal.
It looked like a copy of
an autographed Hemingway novel.
There. Finished.
Oh, Jill, that's beautiful.
- You think so?
- Oh, I know so.
- I meant every word of it.
- This was really special.
What did she write?
Oh, Jill,
this really is special.
What is it?
I wanted it to be different.
You're something else.
Will you guys
let me see what she wrote.
"To Tommy, best wishes, Jill?"
[laughs]
[telephone ringing]
Hello? Oh, hi, mom.
Yeah?
Uh-huh.
Okay.
I love you too.
Don't worry about Nicholas
and I, we're fine.
Alright.
Okay, bye.
My dad lost his suitcases.
They won't be back for a while.
Oh, you should have asked her
where she keeps the flour.
It's gotta be up here.
We looked everywhere else.
Well, maybe we should
just forget
about making paste
and use Scotch tape.
Wait, I think I see it.
Can you reach it?
No, it's a little bit too high.
Bring the phonebook over here.
I think if I stand on top
of that, I can reach.
Here.
Be careful, Irving.
- Aah!
- Irving!
♪ And wheresoe'er we wander ♪
♪ We'll have a mighty sigh ♪
♪ When our thoughts stray ♪
♪ The golden days at dear ♪
♪ Old Central High ♪♪
[laughing]
I'm telling you people,
we have a hit on our hands.
[telephone ringing]
If that's William Morris,
tell him we'll sign.
Hello.
Yeah, Nicholas, is that you?
No, no, dad's not here.
What's wrong?
Hey, hey, slow down.
No, Mary went to a movie.
Will you slow down, Nicholas?
Look, I'm the only one here.
Now, just calm down
and tell me what's wrong.
What's the matter?
Shh, shh, shh.
Now, that sounds pretty bad.
Is Irving conscious?
Alright, tell him not to move.
Just sit tight, Nicholas.
And don't worry,
I'll be right over.
Bye.
[dramatic music]
[instrumental music]
(Tommy)
'Uh-huh. Yes, sir.
Yes, sir. We will.'
- Oh, watch out, my arm.
- Sorry.
(Tommy)
'Uh-huh.'
Um, Nicholas,
I look really dumb.
Oh, Tommy said
to keep you warm.
This was the only thing
I could find.
I think I'm okay.
I think we better see
what the doctor says.
(Tommy)
Alright, thank you
very much, doctor.
Bye-bye.
Well, the doctor says
we should get Irving
to the emergency room.
Right.
Ernie, why don't you
leave the Moores a note
and we'll take him
out to the car.
- Watch out for his left arm.
- Alright.
Okay, Irving, lift up.
Just a little.
Okay.
- Ernie, will you hurry it up?
- I'm coming.
[intense music]
[door closes]
[upbeat music]
Boy, I tell you, I had
a nightmare very similar
to this once,
only it was louder.
Well, at least,
there's no waiting.
Well, that's understandable.
Who wants to wait in line
to get a ruptured disc?
Tom, come on, it might be fun.
Oh, I can't dance
like these people.
Well, you just, you just
listen to the music
and you just let yourself go.
You know, like them.
Going into convulsions is not
my idea of having a good time.
Oh, Tom, just one day.
Okay, but I tell you,
I'd feel a lot better
with a red feather boa.
[music continues]
[ambulance siren wailing]
(woman over PA)
'Dr. Holleran, please call .'
Hey, Nicholas,
where are you going?
I just wanna see
what's taking so long.
And then all we have
to take care of
is the insurance information.
It would be helpful if you could
contact the Moores
before Irving is brought down.
- I'll keep trying.
- Okay.
Thanks, Jill. You're really
being terrific about this.
Making a few phone calls
is called being a friend.
- Not terrific.
- Yeah, well.
Here you go, friend,
'cause I got a feeling
it's gonna be a long night.
Oh.
Is Irving gonna be okay?
Well, it's just
a simple fracture
but the casting and stuff
might take a while.
How long is a while?
Two, maybe three hours.
(woman over PA)
'Doctor Marsh, .'
'Doctor Marsh, .'
Well, it's too bad Joannie had
to go to Stockton on that story.
She really wanted
to see this movie.
Yeah, well,
she still might make it.
If this line gets any longer,
it could reach her any second.
"The Liberation of Victoria"
is an important film.
Now, as women, we should
be glad there's a big crowd.
Look, as a woman, I'm thrilled.
As a customer with bad arches,
I wish they'd all go home.
The line should
start moving pretty soon.
Yeah, something
to look forward to.
Sitting in the front row
with a neck sprain.
Nancy, I know
what you're thinking.
'And we are not going home.'
'Look, we promised
Tommy we would'
'not horn in
on his graduation party.'
Elizabeth, how's
my favorite Bradford?
Fine, I guess.
Happy graduation.
I still got another year.
Hey, uh, how about
doin' us a little favor?
See you later, Elizabeth.
- Who was that?
- Kurt Harper.
Remember he used to play
in Tommy's band?
We're never gonna get in.
Hey, let's forget the flick.
My favorite Bradford
gave me a better idea.
Come on, guys.
Oh. Oh, am I glad that is over.
Well, there's some good things
about Stockton's annual
livestock exhibit.
Oh, name one.
It won't happen again
till next year.
[laughs]
Oh, Jimmy.
I think I'm gonna
sleep till next year.
I only got two hours
and three days.
Well, get all the sleep
you need.
Provided you're in editing
at : a.m. sharp.
Oh, no.
You got a lot
of film to look at.
I can't wait to see
the "Know Your Hog" seminar.
Oh, bye, Jimmy.
Thanks, see you soon.
Sooner than you think.
Right.
Oh, why did I ever
think journalism
would be a glamorous profession?
Oh, what'd you forget, Jimmy?
- Hi, Joannie.
- Oh, Chad.
Sorry, sorry, we're late. We had
to stomp for a few things.
Uh, so we could
contribute some refreshments.
Oh, well, that's nice.
- Where's the party?
- I just got here. What party?
Oh, we just talked to Tommy
a little while ago
and he invited us over
to celebrate graduation.
Oh, no, not tonight.
Bradford probably
ran out of ice.
- Yeah.
- Gee, it's a drag.
Let's go.
[indistinct chatter]
- Hey.
- Hey.
How's my favorite Bradford?
[scoffs]
Who's your favorite Bradford?
And who are you?
Kurt Harper, beautiful.
'You must be Tommy's sister.'
Oh, it's a great guess.
[music over stereo]
And this must be
Tommy's graduation party.
Come on, guys, let's party.
Trying to jump a fence!
I can't believe you, David.
- Oh, it was a dare.
- It was a six-foot fence.
- I misjudged.
- So did I.
I thought I married
a matured grownup.
Now, the doctor said
you should get plenty of rest.
So, we're going to bed early.
No television and no talking.
(David)
You're treating me like a child.
Oh, there are reasons for that.
Goodnight, David.
Goodnight, Janet.
[telephone ringing]
Hello?
Oh, hi, Joannie.
Does it have to be tonight?
Well, okay, but make it quick.
Joannie wants to sleep
on our couch.
- How come?
- I don't know.
Something about
Tommy having a party.
[upbeat music]
Hello, Sandy? Kurt.
Yeah. How do you like
a little action tonight?
"Hot?" Are you kidding?
From the looks of it,
it's gonna get a lot hotter.
(woman over PA)
'Dr. Compton, report to OR Two.'
'Dr. Compton, report to OR Two.'
'Dr. Finneman,
please come to Therapy.'
'Dr. Finneman,
please come to Therapy.'
Hey, lighten up, Nicholas.
Irving will be playing
shortstop again in six weeks.
The doctor promised.
It wasn't Irving
I was thinkin' about.
Sorry we messed up
your graduation party, Tommy.
Well, don't worry
about it, squirrel.
You guys didn't
do it on purpose.
Look, you just should've
been more careful.
Well, I'll never let Irving
try anything like that again.
Even if I have
to break his other arm.
Well, I'm sure
you'll talk him out of it.
You know, you're getting
to be more like
your big brother every day.
David?
Me.
- Really?
- You bet.
Uh, hey, Nicholas,
where are you going?
To see if I can find Ernie
and Tami in the coffee shop.
If I'm getting to be
so much like you
maybe I can talk Ernie
into buying me a chocolate soda.
[exhales]
Talk about
an exercise of utility.
Still no luck at Irving's, huh?
I even tried having his parents
paged at the airport
but it's like a zoo out there.
The governor
and his favorite singer
are flying in
from LA tonight.
Well, looks like we're stuck
here holding down the fort.
I'm really sorry you have to
spend your graduation this way.
Well, the situation
has its compensations.
- What makes you say that?
- You.
Feels right to be
with you tonight, Tommy.
You were the best part
of high school.
We were.
Boy! I'm sorry, you guys,
I just couldn't
sit through another minute
of that thing.
- It was a little slow.
- A little?
I kept reading
the exit sign for excitement.
Well, where to now, ladies?
We still can't go home.
Yeah, well, we could
go over to David and Janet's.
It's still early.
I think they're still up.
- What do you think?
- Okay. That sounds good.
Okay, if I can find my keys.
- Come on.
- Let's go.
- Goodnight, David.
- Goodnight, Janet.
[doorbell rings]
Oh, no.
Oh.
[doorbell rings]
[knock on door]
(Mary)
'David?'
- Hm.
- 'Janet.'
'Hello?'
Yes.
Can't believe it.
(Mary)
'Joannie?'
(Susan)
'Joannie, what are you
doing here?'
I thought you had
a big news assignment.
Well, we have
a few hours to sleep
before I edit pig pictures.
- Pig pictures?
- Yeah.
Joannie, why aren't you
sleeping at home?
At home with Tommy's
party going on
it's like Grand Central
Station there.
How come dad never
let us have bashes like that?
I, uh, think
we better go home.
Tommy might need to be safe
from himself.
Not to mention from dad.
- Turn off the light.
- Oh, sure.
Pig pictures.
[disco music]
Well, at least
we k*lled some time.
Yeah, it's k*lling me.
My back will never be the same.
- Can we go home now, please?
- No, we can't.
It's still too early.
You promised Tommy.
Why don't we just drive by?
You know, to..
To what? To check up on him?
I thought you trusted him.
I do. I really do.
But not one hundred percent,
right?
Well, I always allow two percent
margin for error, you know.
Well, I think you should go
with the odds.
Fine, then, what do we do now?
Well, we could go for a drive.
And waste
all that gasoline?
Not if we do it my way.
- How's your back?
- Oh.
Improving.
[rock music]
I don't believe it.
Maybe it's not
as bad as it looks.
It's a graduation party.
Don't count on it.
[rock music]
Here's to the class of !
[cheering]
- 'Chugalug!'
- Chugalug! Yeah!
[music continues]
[screams]
[upbeat music]
That movie we walked out on
could've used an orgy like this.
Tommy must've gone crazy.
Yeah, so will dad
when he sees all this.
[music continues]
We better tell Tommy
to have all this all gone
before dad gets home.
Can you see Tommy?
No. Look, we better split up
and try to find him now.
The first one who finds him,
bring him back here, okay?
But if I get lost, you guys
send a search party, okay?
Good luck.
[screaming]
Tommy?
Tommy?
Are you in here?
(male #)
'Oh, go away, will you?'
Oh, I'm sorry, I'm looking
for Tommy Brad.. Bradford.
(female #)
'Good luck, honey,
so are half the girls'
'at the party, including me.'
(male #)
'Why don't you just
stop talking and kiss me?'
I think I'll go
check the kitchen.
[clatters]
[music continues]
Well, look who dropped in.
My favorite Bradford.
Kurt, what are you doing here,
and where is Tommy?
You know, you're the fifth girl
that's asked me that tonight.
- Or is it the sixth?
- That's terrific.
Listen, if you see him,
would you do me a favor?
Tell him that his sisters
are looking for him.
- Who?
- Tommy. Remember?
Tommy?
Oh, oh, sure.
He's my favorite Bradford.
- Have a good time.
- You too.
Bye-bye.
Whoo!
[music continues]
[Elizabeth screaming]
Hello, Suzy?
This is Alvin Flecker.
Listen, I was wondering if
you'd like to come to a party.
Alvin Flecker.
What about after your headache?
Hey, have you checked upstairs?
I haven't been able
to get that far.
Well, we've gotta try.
Tommy's gotta be somewhere
in this house.
Everyone else in Sacramento is.
Look, I'm gonna go check
upstairs, alright?
Uh, Nancy, Nance,
it wouldn't do..
Hey, hey, you guys.
[cheering]
Thanks, operator.
- Well?
- Phone's not out of order.
It's just busy.
Maybe Scott and Jeff
are trying to find us.
Yeah. Come to think of it I'll
try and call the Moores again.
Great way
to spend graduation, huh?
Don't worry about it.
The important thing is that
Irving's gonna be alright.
Thanks to you.
Mm. Thanks to all of us.
[crickets chirping]
(Abby)
'My mother warned me about
parking with guys like you.'
(Tom)
'Yeah, well, that must have
been before they invented'
'the compact cars.'
'Ow. Aw, shucks.'
'I.. Well, I hope at least
Tommy's having a good time.'
(Abby)
'Well, maybe if
I just move my legs'
'just over here a little bit.'
(Tom)
'Yeah. Ow. Wait, Abby, please!'
- 'You're crushing my hair.'
- 'I'm sorry.'
- 'Ow. It's my knee.'
- 'Tom, I didn't see it.'
- Ow.
- Ooh.
- Now, what?
- My foot's in a cramp.
(Abby)
Could, could you just,
could you just move?
(Tom)
No, there's no room to move.
(Abby)
'Well, then, just open the door.
I need to.. I gotta stand up.'
- 'I'm trying.'
- 'Oh, oh, no.'
'Oh, oh, let me
out of here. Oh!'
(Abby)
'Could you open
the door please?'
'I just gotta get out of here.
Oh, let me out, please.'
She's right. Let her out
and put your hands up.
(Abby)
Oh, gosh.
Oh, oh, this is a mistake.
as*ault is always a mistake.
No, no, officer.
I think I could explain.
Tell him, tell him.
I didn't do anything.
[disco music]
Nancy, there's no luck.
I can't find Tommy anywhere.
Well, I saw this guy
who thought
he found Tommy
on the screen porch.
But all I found was
too unmentionable to mention.
Oh, no.
- Where's Mary?
- Wasn't she with you?
No, I lost her.
Oh, how do you find anybody
in this mad house?
I don't know.
Uh, uh, no thanks.
This dance is taken.
I think it's up to us.
- To do what?
- To clear out this party.
Well, you got any ideas
on what to do with them?
Well, we're independent females.
We can handle those animals.
- How?
- By calling in reinforcements.
Come on.
Excuse me. Excuse me.
[music blaring]
Excuse me.
Hello, Gloria.
Alvin Flecker.
- Now, what do we do?
- Just leave it to me.
I'm at a party
and I was just wond..
Alvin Flecker.
Hello. Gloria. Hello?
Excuse me, Alvin Flecker, right?
Yes, right.
Uh, some girl wants
to see you in the living room.
- You're kidding.
- No.
Actually, two girls wanna
see him in the living room.
Yeah, us.
[giggles]
[telephone ringing]
Hello.
Oh, hi, Elizabeth.
Uh, can you speak up?
I can hardly hear you.
I said, I can hardly hear you.
I didn't say anything.
They what?
They have?
They are?
- They did?
- They who?
Well, David's in no condition
to go, but if it's that bad
you should call the police.
The police?
I'll call Merle and then
Joannie and I'll be right over.
- What's up?
- It's Tommy.
He's acting your age again.
- Well, where are we going now?
- Home.
We can't go home.
It's only :.
Look, I know what time it is,
but I can't take any more.
Not since that
paranoid policeman.
What happened
to your sense of humor?
I lost it between
the disco and the bowling alley.
What are we gonna do?
We're just gonna drive around?
No, we can't.
There's hardly any gas left.
There are no gas stations open.
I better get you home
while I can.
Okay, if you think that's best.
I just hope
Tommy will understand.
Look, if Tommy
is adult enough
to have a nice quiet get
together with his close friends
on graduation night,
well, then, he is adult enough
to accept the fact
that we're a little early.
You hope.
[sighs]
I need the peace and quiet.
[upbeat music]
Excuse me. Excuse me.
- Out of the way.
- Excuse me.
Terrific.
Excuse us.
What do we do?
First, you better
find the girls.
- There's Nancy.
- What?
There's Nancy!
[music continues]
- Nancy. Over here. Nancy.
- Oh. Nancy.
- 'Nance, over here.'
- 'Hey.'
Elizabeth, we're saved.
- Excuse us.
- Nancy.
Nancy.
- It's just unbelievable.
- What?
Says it's unbelievable.
Have you found Tommy?
No, not yet, but as soon as
we can clear out a few bodies
we're gonna check
in the basement.
Oh, now the basement.
If he's smart
he'll hide down there
till this whole
thing blows over.
Thirty or forty years from now.
[knock on door]
(man at door)
'Police department, open up.'
I never thought
the day would come
when I'd be glad to hear that.
Excuse us. Excuse us.
Excuse us.
Officer Douglas, Sacramento,
police department.
You kids are gonna have
to quiet it down a bit.
What?
We said you're
disturbing the peace.
Not us, them.
These girls live here.
'We called you.'
Well, they'll have to stop
or we'll be forced
to evict all non-residents
from the premises.
Officer, do your duty. Please.
Alright, Carl, follow me.
Okay, let's break it up,
come on.
(Douglas)
'Hurry up, let's go, let's go.'
Well, I hope this works.
It better. You know what dad
would say if he saw this?
(Tom)
What the devil
is going on here?
Where is Tommy?
Alright, Elizabeth,
don't try to protect them.
But, dad, it's true.
We can't find Tommy.
In case, you haven't noticed
it's pretty confusing
around here.
Believe me, I've noticed.
And I'll find Tommy.
The rest of you can start
reclaiming this house
from the jungle.
Tommy?
Well..
You get around, don't you?
- Uh, often.
- Look, mister.
When I told you
to leave Lover's Lane
I didn't mean that you should
crash a high school party.
Officer, I live here.
You're responsible for this?
No, it's my son's fault.
And I'll put a stop to it.
Now, you can just stand here
and watch if you want
or you can help me.
[music stops]
Alright, guys, uh,
fellas, sorry, folks.
The party's over.
If you wanna continue dancing,
I recommend Boogieland.
[booing]
I recommend it now.
[indistinct chatter]
Okay. Alright. Nice popcorn.
Alright.
[indistinct chatter]
Out, buddy. O-U-T.
I just want you to file a formal
complaint with the two cops
in the living room.
I understand you ain't
interested to report
on some party crashers.
Want a sandwich?
(male #)
'I mean it, baby. How else
can you prove that you love me?'
- 'Oh.'
- 'Oh, no, not again.'
She can prove it
by taking you home
before you get
into any more trouble.
(male #)
'Oh, what a drag.'
Well, you will?
Ursula, you will come?
- 'Yeah.'
- Oh, I love you.
Oh, listen, uh, it's, uh,
it's Oak Street.
That's right.
Yes, that's right.
'That's where-where
Tommy is, yes.'
'Oh, thank you.'
- Catch the late bus, okay?
- 'I can't wait.'
No, you don't need to bring
anything. I'm all set.
Sorry, wrong number.
But that's the first right
number I'd had all night.
- Yes.
- Oh, come on, give me a break.
- But what about Ursula?
- Toodle-oo.
'Wait a minute, no.'
[slams phone]
Well, they're not next door. And
I cannot reach the Bradfords.
I think their line
is out of order.
That's not the only thing
that's gonna be out of order
once I get my hands on Irving.
You know, they should have left
a word or something
if they were going over
to Nicholas' house.
Oh, what if something
happened to those boys?
I never, never should have
let them stay by themselves.
Don't start
thinking the worst.
I'm sure there's a very harmless
explanation for the whole thing.
Alright? And, as a matter of
fact, I think I just found it.
They did leave a note after all.
(Mrs. Moore)
'Jack, what does it say?'
(Jack)
The only two words
I can make out are
"Irving" and "Accident."
Tommy Bradford
sure knows how to howl.
- What a party.
- Yeah.
'Hey, where's your wheels, man?
Let's get out of here.'
Well, sounds like you're
earning quite a reputation.
Oh, please.
Officer, you don't understand.
I'm Tom Bradford Senior.
Tommy Bradford Junior
is my son.
Ah, can you show me
this alleged son?
No. Not at the moment.
But when I find him, he's gonna
wish that he were alleged.
Hold it, mister, can you
prove that you live here?
Oh, come on.
You've got to be kidding.
Look, put yourself in my shoes.
I find you
in two suspicious circumstances
in less than an hour.
Now, if you were me,
wouldn't you check you out?
Be my guest.
And I really am sorry
that you were so worried.
It wasn't your fault, Tommy.
Just glad you helped Irving.
Oh, I can't thank you enough
for everything you did.
Ah, don't mention it.
Except maybe to my parents.
Could you call them
and tell them that
Nicholas and I will be home
right away?
Oh, I'd love to.
I just hope I don't have
any more trouble
getting through
to your house.
Right. Bradford, Thomas W.
I see.
Really?
"The Sacramento Register?"
He's that Bradford?
Yeah, I read him religiously.
It seems to me that a little
misunderstanding wouldn't
bother him with his famous
sense of humor.
He's trying.
Yes.
Well, I think that's the last
of the red-hot graduates.
In that case,
we'll be leaving.
I'm sorry, Mr. Bradford.
That's alright.
Thanks for all your help.
I'll go get the broom
and then you girls
can help me
clean up this house.
- Okay.
- Mary.
Where have you been
for the past hour and half?
Oh, uh, upstairs.
Locked in a closet.
Who locked you
in the closet?
I did.
Oh, it was the only
way to get any privacy.
Besides, every time
I tried going downstairs
they'd carry me back up.
Do you realize, we never
found Tommy, Ernie or Jill?
Nancy, you know
how grad nights are.
There are a lot
of parties to go to.
Are you saying that Tommy left
his party for somebody else's?
Oh, great.
That will really get to dad.
As a matter of fact,
it really gets to me.
Yeah, Tommy creates a monster
and leaves it for us to k*ll.
Maybe it's better for him,
if we never find him.
[police radio chatter]
Hey, what's going on?
[engine revving]
Uh, what, did you guys
have a party?
That isn't funny, Tommy.
Do you realize what
you put us through?
There is absolutely no excuse
for your behavior
tonight, Tommy.
You're not
a big-sh*t graduate.
You're nothing
but an irresponsible child.
Oh, hold it. I don't even know
what you're talking about.
'You're not making any sense.'
I'm afraid they are, Tommy.
You lied to us.
'I should've
known better than'
to leave you alone
in this house.
And I'll never
trust you again.
Well, I'll make it easier,
you won't ever have to.
Tommy! Come back here!
What's going on?
Where did you come from?
It's a long story.
Tell them about Irving,
Nicholas.
Well, we kinda
ran out of artichokes.
Nicholas, I think
you can skip that part.
- Tommy.
- Don't try and stop me.
No, no, I just wanted
to tell you that I was wrong.
And so are your sisters.
We've found out
about Irving and I..
Well, I hope
that you'll forgive me.
It's not that easy.
I mean, it's like you
wanted to believe the worst.
No, I just
believed what I saw.
It made me angry
and very wrong, I'm sorry.
All's I tried
to do all night
was what I thought
you'd want me to do.
I know that now.
Then why didn't
you trust me?
I don't know, maybe..
Maybe it was because I was
afraid to admit that..
...you aren't a boy anymore.
Tonight, you were more
of a man than your father.
[instrumental music]
And I'm proud of you.
You really mean that?
Sure, I do.
You were mature and responsible.
And totally adult.
Thanks.
Apology accepted?
If you'll accept mine.
Sure.
Now I think we should
go downstairs.
What for?
I hear that Bradfords
are having a party.
Oh, goodie.
[music continues]
(Abby)
'Nicholas, what're you
doing out of bed?'
It sounded like a party.
Well, it is a party, Nicholas.
Now, may I have
everybody's attention?
- Please.
- And besides..
I forgot
to tell Tommy something.
Thanks for being there
with me and Irving.
Oh, I'm glad you remembered
to say that, Nicholas.
- Now, as I was saying--
- Dad, can we say it?
Please, dad?
As I was saying,
they'll say it.
Tommy, we're sorry for acting
like childish little sisters.
(Elizabeth)
'Yeah, we think
you're pretty wonderful.'
Yeah, we're sorry you missed out
on your graduation celebration.
So, uh, we're giving
you this one.
Yeah, we're all turning over
the house to you next weekend
for your party
you originally planned.
Is that really true, dad?
Completely, and we hope
that you and your friends
have a very happy time.
Thanks, everybody.
And now a toast,
to our honored graduate.
- Here.
- 'Alright!'
And to the graduating
class of .
My favorite favorites.
[all laughing]
'Oh, my God.'
[indistinct chatter]
[instrumental music]
(Tom)
'Gin.'
That's games in a row.
Congratulations.
I surrender.
We should've made plans.
You remember what happened
the last time
we gave Tommy the house.
Well, I thought you were
making plans all week.
I was planning to.
Hmm, give me
that flashlight.
I'll check the entertainment
section again.
[clears throat]
Let's see,
we could see..
...Ingmar's
"Swenson's Cries And Screaming."
Sounds noisy.
Well, La Maison Blanche
takes all evening
to have dinner I've heard.
Oh, that place
is so exclusive.
And it's bound
to be mobbed.
It only seats .
So, it'll be claustrophobic.
Not to mention expensive.
We could, we could go
see the Demolition Derby.
I've seen it.
When? When have you seen
the Demolition Derby?
On grad night.
In our living room.
Right.
Tom, I don't think you're gonna
find the perfect diversion.
Well, then what?
- We could neck.
- We did that.
Well, we'll do it again
until you get it right.
Okay.
[laughing]
[theme music]
04x27 - Grad Night
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The show was modeled on the life of syndicated newspaper columnist Tom Braden, a real-life parent with eight children, who wrote a book by the same title.
The show was modeled on the life of syndicated newspaper columnist Tom Braden, a real-life parent with eight children, who wrote a book by the same title.