11x13 - St. Louis Blues

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Hi, welcome to our show.

I didn't realize we bought so much.

Well, the boys outgrown everything.

Everything times three adds up.

You're a wonder, Katie.

I'm not so sure I could cope with triplets.

Oh, sure you could.

They train you.

Well, how about some tea?

Oh, I'd love to, but I really should go.

Why?

Come on, I've been going all afternoon.

Rob would be wondering what's keeping me.

Well, I thought he was going to watch the ball game.

Oh, he was.

Well, it won't be over yet.

Come on, have some tea.

Talk me into it.

As long as you let me take off my shoes.

No, Charley, now don't touch it.

Rob, Charley, whichever one you are, here.

Where did you put Daddy's button?

You don't want a good button?

Yeah, the button, the round one.

Where did you, did you stick it on the couch or something?

Give me the pot.

No, I don't want you to play with Mommy's
good pots and pans.

Let's put them up here for now.

That television has to stay up.

Come on, give Dad a break, you guys.

Think Rob will like my new dress?

Mm-hmm.

He'll love it.

How are you going to celebrate your anniversary?

I guess we'll go out to dinner and see a show.

You really think he'll like the dress?

Oh, I guarantee it.

I hope so.

I feel a little guilty about being gone so long.

Oh, Katie, don't be silly.

Silly?

What could possibly happen?

How long has this been going on?

How long have you been gone?

About three hours.

That's how long it's been going on.

Oh, honey, I'm sorry.

I had no idea.

Neither did I.

Charley took every pot and pan out of the kitchen.

Stevie broke the cookie jar and, uh...

Robbie got a pup stuck up his nose.

Well, where do we start?

I don't know, but I declare this house a disaster area.

Whoopee!

Okay, Myrtle, we'll ask Katie.

I think I'd better dial for you.

It's a good thing children are washable.

Then.

I rejected the idea because it would take
too much energy to pick it up.

Okay, Ed.

Hello?

Oh, hi Dodie, what can I do for you?

What?

Just a minute, I'll ask Rob.

Dodie has a question I can't answer.

Like what?

Well, if God makes it rain so the flowers will
grow, Why does He let it rain in the streets, then?

That's a good question.

He doesn't know either, honey.

Well, tell Myrtle that's a very tough question.

Yeah.

Bye.

Hey, why didn't you tell me I got a letter from Mom?

Oh, I forgot.

Where's the present?

What present?

Well, our anniversary present.

She always sends us something.

Oh, maybe she decided we'll stay married without one.

Oh, honey, come on, you're teasing me.

Honest, honey, there was no present.

Why don't you read the letter?

Dear Katie, I'm not sending you and Rob an
anniversary present this year.

She's not sending us anything.

Honey, it isn't compulsory.

Oh, I know, but that isn't like Mom.

It's your turn.

Well?

Here I am.

Lorraine!

Mother!

Hello, darling.

What a surprise.

Well, didn't you get my letter?

Well, I haven't finished reading it.

Well, then I'll tell you what I wrote and
save you the trouble.

I've come to take the boys back to St. Louis.

Our boys?

That's what I'm giving you for your anniversary.

A month, all to yourselves.

Oh, Mom!

Oh, that's wonderful!

A whole month?



You make it sound like a big deal.

It's like a prison sentence.

I'm overwhelmed.

Then you're set.

Oh, let's start packing.

Take care of the camera.

There we go.

There you go.

Thank you, Mark.

Come on, Stevie.

There you go.

Whoopsie.

Watch your hands.

Here, we'll get you.

There we go, Stevie.

I don't care what anybody says.

Little kids belong home with their mother.

Charlie.

You know, we could have driven you to the airport.

Oh, I know.

It seems silly.

It's silly, Uncle Charley, but I'm not
going to go all the way out to the

airport, suffer all the way out,
and suffer while we wait for the plane to

take off, and then suffer all the way back again.

That's good thinking, Katie.

Now, this way, I only have to suffer once.

Okay, now, you boys be good for your grandma.

Mom, did we pack their mittens?

In St. Louis in summer?

Ma, if they get to be a handful, let us know, okay?

I have been a mother a lot longer than you've been parents.

Nothing will come up that I can't handle.

Now, relax, you two.

Have fun.

That's the point of all this.

Bye.

Bye.

Bye-bye, sweetie.

Bye.

I still say the little kids belong home with their mother.

Charley.

Hey, what's going on?

Three little astronauts just took off for St. Louis.

Still not fair.

What's not fair?

Little Stevie, Robbie, and Charley going
on a plane to St. Louis and not me.

But, Dodie, you'll get to go on lots of trips they can't.

Bet I don't.

Ernie, have you always been a boy?

Sure.

Why?

I decided to turn into one.

Why?

Boys have more fun.

Well, I thought you wanted to grow up and
wear lipstick and false eyelashes and all that junk.

I do.

Boys can't do that.

Maybe I'll think over.

Well, I guess Robbie and Katie are really
enjoying their vacation, huh?

They're having a great time.

They've been out all five nights since the boys left.

Yeah, well, that ain't gonna last.

It's only for a month, Charley.

I'm giving them two weeks at the most before
they start wishing that the kids were home.

And I don't think Katie will last that long.

Hi.

Well, hi.

Hi.

I was talking about you.

Where are you going tonight?

Well, we haven't decided yet.

We thought maybe you and Dad would like to go with us.

They want you to go along to where they
haven't decided to go.

Well, I'd like to go.

Anywhere.

Steve?

Oh, how about a movie?

Well, we've seen all the good ones.

Oh.

There's a good play at the Jefferson.

Yeah, we've seen that, too.

Oh.

What about the ice show?

Oh, why not?

I guess we can get tickets, huh?

Sure.

Okay.

Do you want to finish this?

How's your hand?

It's good.

Mine's awful.

Salty Peanuts.

Salty Peanuts.

You know, I'd insist that you lean over
and kiss me, but I'm afraid you'd burn your tie.

No problem.

Is that enough, or shall I light the candles again?

More.

Fine, but who are we going to get to babysit?

You know, I've been thinking thoughts like
that all day long.

There you are, sir.

Thank you.

Oh, boy.

Hey.

That's delicious, honey.

Thank you.

It's kind of weird, though.

Weird?

Eating a quiet meal without worrying about
getting the boy's applesauce in our hair.

Do you love me even without applesauce in my hair?

I'll tell you I love you when I feel like
it, and not when you ask me.

I'll wait.

You know something, Mrs. Douglas?

I love you.

Not the ordinary, everyday love, but the real
gooey love like they have in the old-fashioned movies.

Hi.

Did Dodie give you any trouble?

No, I was just checking her.

How about Ernie?

Oh, sleeping like he was getting paid for it.

No, nobody has to pay me.

Nor me.

I'm beat.

Don't tell me you're turning into a couple
of potty poopers.

Well, it's not like that.

That is entirely possible.

We have now seen every show in town, and
Robbie and Katie have seen every show twice.

I'm developing a theory that the human
system can tolerate just so much entertainment.

Oh, look, don't talk like that, or
you'll get thrown right out of the jet set.

I'm ready for a horse and buggy.

A slow horse.

You're not, Charlie.

Yeah.

Hey, Steve.

Why don't the four of you just stay home and rest?

Well, Charlie, I guess it's because it'd give
us time to realize how much we miss the boys.

See you in the morning.

My Three Sons will continue here on Six, only on Odyssey.

It's fun going out with Dad and Barb.

Yeah.

Hey, Rob, why don't we plan an all-day trip Sunday?

Why don't we go to sleep now and talk about it later?

No, I'm not tired.

I am.

I had a long nap today.

Well, it's not very late.

I don't know why you're so tired.

Because we've been out every night, and I can't take naps.

I was getting more sleep when the boys were home.

I wonder if the boys are asleep in St. Louis.

Katie, will you go to sleep?

I'm not going to sleep.

These.

Bottles, but you are getting them tonight.

Sir.

You too?

Yes.

That's right, Mel.

Yes.

Want to drink it?

Yes, yes.

Okay, I'll check it out.

I still think the error's in your department.

What about that phone call to St. Louis?

Well, I'll hold.

Hi, Lorraine.

This is Rob.

I just thought I'd see how you and the
boys are getting along.

Well, didn't Katie tell you?

I just talked to her.

You called Katie?

Oh, Katie called me.

Now, don't do that.

What'd you say, Robbie?

I said, what's the matter?

Nothing, dear.

Everything's fine.

You just relax.

Lorraine.

No, darling.

Lorraine?

Robbie, we're all fine here.

It's just that I'm a little...

Good night, Charlie.

We're fine.

Lorraine.

No, I've known it had to be done for some time.

Then why now?

Well, we phased out a number of things here, and there'll
be a lull before the new projects get underway, so I...

I just thought I might as well go to St. Louis.

St. Louis, too.

Will you be gone long?

No, no.

Just long enough to hit the plants in Dallas
and Oklahoma City, and then swing on up to St.

Louis.

Or I may do it the other way around.

And then just sort of casually look in on the boys?

Yeah, sort of.

And.

Robbie?

That's right, Dodie.

Could I go with you?

I'd like to take you, but this is a business trip.

Can I be business?

Honey, you're one of my favorite
businesses, but I just can't take you long.

I wish I could.

Besides, I'm depending on you to stay here
and take care of Mama.

Okay.

Okay.

Mommy, that little stick and false
eyelashes and junk better be good.

What'd that mean?

I have no idea.

But I'm sure it makes a lot of sense to her.

I thought I had my gray suit on.

Oh, honey, Charley took it downstairs to
take a spot off the sleeve.

You're not worried about the boys?

Worried about them?

No, of course not.

I'm sure they're all right.

They're fine.

Certainly they are.

What was that for?

For being a very good grandfather.

Hey, Steve, here's your suit.

Oh, thanks, Charley.

Oh, Steve, you know I like Lorraine,
and I ain't trying to meddle, but...

But what?

Well, she...

She's not used to kids the way that we are.

Oh, I'm sure she's taking very good care of them, Charley.

Yeah, well, a month is a long time, and I...

I miss them three little mutts.

Well, we all miss them, Charley, but
we have to think of Katie and Robbie first.

Yeah, well, see what you can do while
you're back there, will you?

You mean you want me to meddle?

Sure, a little meddling here and there never hurt anybody.

Right, Barbara?

Right?

Right.

My Three Sons will day mornings at 9.

Steve!

Hello, Lorraine.

Oh, I don't believe it.

Go on.

Come in.

Come in.

Well, I'm on a little business trip,
and I thought as long as I'm in St.

Louis, I'd drop by and see you and the boys.

Wonderful.

Come sit down.

Watch where you sit.

Is that where you sit?

Well, you don't have to be a detective to
see they're still here.

And that I'm not coping very well.

Where are they?

Out someplace with a maid?

What maid?

The third maid quit two days ago.

No, I just put them down in my room for a nap.

You look as though you could use a nap yourself.

A nap?

I could use a week at a rest home.

But if they weren't lively, we'd be worried about them.

That's right.

Well, uh, how is everybody?

Oh, they're fine.

Of course, we all miss the boys.

You do?

Naturally, you miss them.

With Katie and Robbie, it goes a little deeper than that.

Oh?

I think they really need the children.

I mean, Rob's snapping at his secretary, and,
uh, I'm afraid Katie does a little secret crying.

Oh, Steve, I only took the babies because I thought
Katie and Robbie would enjoy some time to themselves.

Well, they did, for a while.

But, uh, maybe a month's a little longer than they needed.

What do you think?

Oh, I love those babies with all my heart, Steve.

But...

I think you just saved a grandmother's life.

How did I know you were going to get so hung up about it?

You could have asked me.

You got a key?

Of course I've got a key.

But I don't have any of yours.

Well, if I knew, I wouldn't need yours.

Still don't see why...

Rob?

Hey!

Hey!

Hey, Frank!

Hey!

How are you?

Steve.

Oh, Lorraine, they're about 50 pounds heavier.

Hey, thanks, Lorraine.

I'm doing it.

Hey!

Who?

I'm already crying.

Yeah, I'm doing it.

Hey!

Hello.

Oh, hi, Katie.

Dad, I just want you to know that you're
the finest man that ever lived.

And that includes Lincoln.

Come on, kids.

Who is that?

Robbie and Katie.

What do they want?

Oh, they just called to tell me how happy they
were that I talked Lorraine into bringing the boys home.

Oh.

Hey, Steve, what do they mean,
you're the finest man that ever lived?

And that includes Lincoln.

Well, you just happen to be listening on
the phone, huh, Charlie?

Yeah, sure.

What do they mean?

I think I know.