11x17 - Passages

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But even if I ever did get adopted,
it wouldn't be the same as being with you.

You mean that?

Of course I do.

I want to adopt Danny.

I think Danny is going to have a wonderful father.

Mom, Dad.

We're getting married.

Our agency has never granted custody to a single parent.

We have our rules.

Miss Charles, couldn't we just close the
rule book there for a second?

Let me squeeze on by.

I'm afraid I can't.

Are you taking me back to the orphanage?

No.

Then where are we going?

I don't know, but wherever we go, there's
no rule that says I can't be your father.

I love you, Fonz.

Love you, too.

Howard, I've hired the musicians
and I've ordered the photographer and the flowers.

Did you get Joanie's shoes?

Joanie's shoes!

My daughter's wedding's falling apart!

Marion, she'll be wearing a long dress.

Nobody will notice.

Oh, good.

Hey, Mr. Cunningham.

I got great news.

I just talked to Al.

He'd be happy to cater the wedding.

Oh, good.

Oh, hi.

Come on, I gotta get Mom's wedding dress altered.

Take me to the dressmaker, okay?

Sure.

The orders are starting already.

Stop.

I'm coming, dear.

Come on.

Oh, are they cute?

Oh, Howard, I just had a terrible thought.

What?

It's an outside wedding.

What if it rains?

Oh, it won't rain.

Why won't it?

Because we're having a wedding outdoors.

Of course.

Oh, Howard, you're so wise.

Okay.

Hello.

I'm Doris Charles from the welfare department.

Do you have any idea where I can find Mr. Fonzarelli?

No, we haven't seen him and he's supposed to be here.

We haven't heard from him.

I'm afraid he's run off with Danny.

Why would he do that?

Didn't you hear?

Mr. Fonzarelli's request for adoption was turned down.

Oh, no.

How could that happen?

Fonzie was so sure.

Oh, no.

I'm afraid the authorities are going to
look upon this as a kidnapping.

Kidnapping?

Kidnapping?

Kidnapping?

Arthur is no kidnapper.

Oh, Fonzie loves that boy.

He'll be all right.

Oh, now what?

Excuse me.

Hello?

Hi.

Oh.

Well, who is it, Mary?

Well, it's just a wrong number, dear.

Would you hold on for a moment?

I like Mr. Fonzarelli, so I talked my boss
into giving him until 6 O'clock this

evening before he notifies the authorities.

I really have to go now.

Please, try and reach him.

Otherwise, he's going to be in very serious trouble.

Goodbye.

We're on the road.

We're going to find Fonzie by 6 O'clock.

We found him.

Arthur, where are you?

Marion, let me handle this.

Fonzie, where are you?

Look, can't you wait just a few more minutes?

Mr. Cunningham, it is now 6 O'clock.

I hate to do this, but at this point, it's a police matter.

Why don't you save yourself a dime and we're back, right?

See, I told you he'd be back.

Not for long.

We're just going to run away again.

Excuse that much, sir.

Can I see you in my office for a minute, please?

Sit down.

What kind of life is it out there for us?

Remembering fake names, lying?

I don't care.

I just want to be with you.

I just want to be with you, too.

But listen.

Come here.

Remember what we said?

We're not going to cry.

All right?

You're an honorary Fonzarelli.

I want to see your face higher.

Keep your face up.

A little higher.

Higher.

Yeah, that's good.

That's good right there.

That's good.

Let me tell you something, Danny.

They can stop me from being your father,
but they cannot stop me from loving you.

Do you understand that?

Okay.

Get over there.

I'll take very good care of him, Mr. Fonzarelli.

I do not doubt it.

You know, uh, he wanted to say goodbye,
but he gets really embarrassed.

He cries in front of people, so I got to work on
that, you know, so that he loosens up a little bit.

I got to loosen up myself.

I got to.

Okay.

All right, come on, come on, it's got to be all right.

I don't know how.

Look, I'm terribly sorry that it worked out this way.

It's just the rules.

Sure, I understand.

No, I don't.

I don't understand why a little boy can't be
allowed to stay with the one person he loves.

Well, our policy... I think your policies stink.

Just because Fonzie isn't married, that
doesn't mean he wouldn't make a great father.

But there's no one in the world that
understands that kid better than he does.

He was abandoned himself, so he knows exactly how it feels.

And if your policies won't allow a man
like Fonzie to be Danny's father,

then I say to hell with your policies.

Jones, come on out.

I want to see what you look like so I can eat my heart out.

Well...

Johnny, couldn't you just show a little bit of cleavage?

If you want to sell the merchandise,
you've got to put it in the window.

I'm about to get married.

The store is closed.

Be traditional, but do yourself a favor.

Open my present before your honeymoon.

Oh, honey.

Oh, Jenny, would you check on your gift?

I'd swear I saw it shimmy across the table.

You did?

Well, what do I look?

The shoes, right?

They're all wrong, huh?

No, the shoes are perfect.

You are perfect.

Sweetheart, I have never seen you look more beautiful.

Thanks, Dad.

I know that when Chachi sees you wearing that
dress, he's going to know how lucky he really is.

That's the way I felt when your mother wore it.

Thanks for saving it for me, Mom.

He's sinned.

Come on in, Fonz.

Arthur, come on, Howard.

Oh, you look so handsome.

Come on, Howard, I want to be sure my
mother is happy with her seat at the ceremony.

Oh, is she sitting?

I just thought she was going to hover over
the crowd on her broomstick.

Hello, Fonz.

You look outstanding.

Thanks.

I don't look so bad myself.

You don't.

Oh, Fonz, I'm sorry about Danny.

I don't want to talk about it.

I'm sorry.

Sarah, you know what they say,
you fall in quicksand, you jump right out.

Listen, I heard that you get something old,
something new, something black, something blue.

So I brought you something blue.

Thanks.

It's my very favorite good luck scarf.

I have it in my back pocket every time
something great happens.

To me, I hope it brings you as much good
luck as it brought me.

That's sweet, Fonz.

Yeah.

Oh.

Oh, actually, I don't think it goes now
that I see it against the outfit.

No, no, no, no, this will be perfect.

How?

I'll show you.

Oh, yeah, well.

Sorry.

You know, I always wanted the best for my cousin.

I figured that he could go to any corner,
any nook, any cranny of this world,

and he couldn't find anybody more spectacular than you.

Thanks.

Shortcake.

What?

I can't say Shortcake anymore.

I gotta say Mrs. Shortcake.

Fonz, I got Joanie and Chachi the most
wonderful wedding present.

The full set of Encyclopedia Americana.

I believe it's the source authority for Jeopardy.

Where'd you get them?

A car.

Car is not a window to knowledge.

Oh, Saweet.

You must be the second best looking guy in the universe.

Thanks, Fonz.

Yeah.

How do I look?

Didn't I just say... Never mind about that.

Oh, right.

Boy, do you talk a lot.

Yeah.

I have no one to call.

A little nervous there, Chacho.

No, thanks, Fonz.

I'm not hungry right now.

All right.

Hold the ground.

Back pedal.

What?

Over here.

Chachi, you're doing the right thing at
the right time with definitely the right person.

I am so proud of you.

Yeah, that's right.

Well, you know, when you're looking at it
that way, there's no reason for me to be nervous.

Thanks.

Yeah.

Oh, Chachi, you look good enough to wrestle.

You know, I can't believe you're getting
married and I'm still trying to get a date.

I thought you had a date.

Jenny?

I did, but Chang was deported this morning.

Did Richie's plane land yet?

No, no, no, it's still circling there.

Oh, dear.

Well, Jenny, where's your bouquet?

It's upstairs.

Well, Chachi, you put your pants on too soon.

Come upstairs and I'll see if the wrinkles
are up and get your boutonniere.

Hey, kids, kids, kids, hurry up, will you?

There are a lot of guests out there.

They're all looking for action.

I will take care of everything down here.

I'm in charge.

Look at this.

I'm going to answer the door.

I'm in charge.

Who could this be?

You.

Uh, Mr. Fonzarelli.

What?

May I talk to you for a minute?

I think I heard everything you want to say.

Look, I feel very badly about what
happened the other day, and I just wanted

to come here in person and at least offer
you an explanation.

I heard the explanation.

Rules are rules.

We do the best for the kids.

Blah, blah, blah, blah.

Mr. Fonzarelli, these rules are there to
protect the children.

Right.

And sometimes these same rules get in the
way of the children.

You're telling me.

And, uh, I've given this a lot of thought,
and, uh, here's your son.

Is a mere thank you enough?

Get over here, you little monkey.

Let me see your face.

Get over here.

Oh, you look spiffy, huh?

Always open a butt when you sit down.

Don't you know that?

I love you, Fonz.

I love you.

Oh.

Do I still call you Fonz?

What else are you gonna call me?

Mmm.

Dad?

Yes, I like that.

Son.

Dad.

Son.

Dad.

Son.

Dad.

Son.

Dad.

Dad.

Son?

Son.

Son?

Son.

No, no.

No.

Stop.

Stop the music.

Stop the music.

See, we got in a little late.

Dad.

My dad and Joanie said we should come down first because.

Hi.

How are you doing?

Oh, my God.

I am so embarrassed.

Hi, Fonz.

Ah, dearly beloved, this is a very happy day.

We are gathered here to join together
Joanie Louise Cunningham and Charles.

Chachi, Chachi, Chachi, Arcola in the bond
of holy matrimony.

Marriage is the most sacred of institutions
and the most difficult of partnerships.

Thanks to my brother Al over there.

These two people are practically family to me.

Charles, do you take Joanie to your presence for
your lawful wife according to the right of the church?

I do.

Joanie, do you take Charles as your lawful
husband according to the rights of the church?

I do.

Charles, repeat after me.

I, Charles, take you, Joanie, for my lawful wife.

I, Charles, take you, Joanie, for my lawful wife.

To have and to hold from this day forward.

To have and to hold.

For better or for worse, for richer or for poorer,
in sickness and in health, till death do us part.

Joanie, will you repeat after me?

I, Joanie, take you, Charles, as my lawful husband.

I, Joanie, take you, Charles, as my lawful
husband, to have and to hold from this day

forward, to have and to hold from this day
forward, for better or for worse,

for richer or for poorer, for better or
for worse, for richer or for poorer,

in sickness and in health, till death do
us part, in sickness or in health,

till death do us part.

May I have the rings, please?

Oh, Lord, bless these wings.

Joanie and Chachi want to say something to each other.

Chachi, you've brought me so much joy and laughter.

In the past few years, we've grown so close.

The most exciting thing is how much more there is to share.

Joanie, I tried real hard to come up with
something that says what I feel about you.

But there's an old song that says it
better than I ever could.

Take my hand, take my whole life, too,
because I can't help falling in love with you.

By the authority given to me, I
now pronounce you... man and wife.

You may kiss the bride.

Wouldn't it be lovely if someone made a
toast on this happy occasion?

Well, what can I say?

Both of our children are married now,
and they're starting out to build up.

Lives of their own.

And I guess when you reach a milestone
like this, you have to reflect back on

what you've done and on what you've accomplished.

Marion and I have not climbed Mount
Everest or written a great American novel,

but we've had the joy of raising two wonderful kids and
watching them and their friends grow up into loving adults.

And now we're going to have the pleasure of
watching them pass that love on to their children.

And I guess no man or woman could ask for anything more.

So thank you all for being part of our family.

To happy days.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Sweeten through the ages just like wine.

Quiet thoughts come floating down And
settle softly to the ground Like gold of

Autumn leans around my feet I touch them
and they burst apart with sweet Men Men.

Memories, sweet memories, of holy hands
and red pears, and twilights trimmed in

purple haze, and laughing eyes and simple
ways, and white nights and gentle days with you.

Memories.

Sweet memories.

These happy days are yours and mine, these
happy days are yours and mine, happy days.