All language subtitles for Father.of.the.Bride.Part.II.1995.720p.DSNP.WEB-DL.DDP.5.1.H.264-PiRaTeS

♪(MAN SINGING) Folks are blessed
♪who make the best of every day

♪Living by
♪their own philosophy

♪Everyone beneath the sun
♪must find a way

♪And I have found
♪the only way for me

(BELL ON BIKE RINGING)

♪I don't believe in
♪frettin' and grievin'

♪Why mess around with strife

♪I never was cut out
♪to step and strut out

♪Give me the simple life

♪Some find it pleasant
♪dining on pheasant

♪Those things
♪roll off my knife

♪Just serve me tomatoes
♪and mashed potatoes

♪Ha, ha!
♪Give me the simple life

♪A cottage small
♪is all I'm after

♪Not one that's spacious
♪and wide

♪A house that rings
♪with joy and laughter

♪And the one you love
♪in sight

♪Some like the high road
♪I like the low road

♪Free from the care
♪and strife

♪Sounds corny and seedy
♪But yes, indeedy

♪I like the simple life

♪Life could be thrilling
♪with one who's willing

♪To be a farmer's wife

♪Kids calling me Pappy
♪would sure make me happy

♪Give me the simple life

♪Some find it pleasant
♪dining on pheasant

♪Those things
♪roll off my knife

♪Just serve me tomatoes
♪and mashed potatoes

♪Give me the simple life

Nina, come on.
They're gonna be here any minute.

Okay.
We'll be right down.

(SIGHS)

Father of the bride.

I never thought I'd say this, but that
whole experience was a piece of cake

compared to the roller coaster
I've been on this past year.

I admit it took me a while
to recover from the wedding,

but eventually life
got back to normal,

which is exactly
the way I prefer life to be.

After the dust settled,

I began to realize
what a lucky guy I was.

I had a wonderful home
filled with memories,

and completely paid for,

a wife I love just as much
as the day I married her,

a daughter, independent,
self-sufficient,

married, working, happy.

A son blossoming in the middle
of middle school,

and a son-in-law
gainfully employed,

and very often,
out of town on business.

(SMACKS LIPS)
Life was sweet.

I felt for the first time
ahead of the game.

Then it dawned on me.

I was a mere five years
away from freedom.

Soon I'd be a father
with one kid married

and the other off in college.

And that started me thinking.

What was I gonna do
with all that free time?

Anything I wanted.

Maybe I'd take up
fly-fishing,

travel to exotic places,
climb Mount Everest.

I was feeling on top
of the world.

And that's when they
lowered the boom on me.

It was like that old joke,

"All those who think they have
it made, take one step forward.

Not so fast, George Banks."

It was about a year ago
when it all started.

Well,

nine months ago
to be exact.

GEORGE: I was on my way home
from work on a perfect fall day.

The leaves were golden.
The air was crisp.

And I couldn't help thinking
what a charmed life I was leading.

Yep, I was a happy man.

Hey, hey!

-Hey, Dad, you hear the news?
-What news?

-I don't know. She wouldn't tell me.
-NINA: Matty, phone.

-Got it.
-Who wouldn't tell you?

-(PEOPLE CHUCKLING)
-Hey.

Hi, George. Do you think
it's what we think it is?

What? What is it?
Somebody tell me what's going on.

Bryan called and said
to be here at 6:00,

that he and Annie have
some important news to tell us.

(SIGHS)

This is one of those moments,
George. I can feel it.

Oh, my.

(HUMMING)

Hi, honey. Oh, don't worry, okay?
I'm sure nothing's wrong.

-How do you know?
-Well, I, I know.

Oh, you know?

No. I don't really know.
I just know nothing's wrong.

Now, come on.
Come on inside.

-Can I fix you a drink, George?
-No, thanks.

Nina, you don't think Annie's been
transferred back east, do you?

No, honey. Something tells me this
has nothing to do with work.

(CHUCKLES) George. George. You sure
you don't want a glass of wine?

'Cause she always said
a transfer was a possibility.

I would hate it if they moved.

-Really, George? You?
-(BOTH CHUCKLING)

Well, they live
far enough away as it is.

They live a mile from here.

Well, you know, with traffic
and everything.

(HORN HONKS)

Oh, there they are. I just don't want
to hear the word "Boston," that's all.

You know what's gonna happen?

First, they're gonna promise to
come home for long weekends.

Then it'll be a week every other summer.
Next thing you know, we're strangers.

We're just names
on a Christmas card list.

We'll be those relatives
out in California.

-Bummer Man, he delivers.
-(DOOR OPENING)

-Hello?
-We're here.

Oh, hello!

-Good to see you.
-Good to see you too.

(ALL CHATTERING)

GEORGE: There she was, my Annie.

Every time I saw her I had to remind
myself she was a married woman.

To me, she still seemed
like a kid playing house.

(CHATTERING CONTINUES)

-Hi, Mom.
-Hi, hon. How are you?

-Good.
-Are you feeling all right?

She's feeling all right.
Look, she never looked better.

-(CHUCKLES)
-Hi, Dad.

Are you okay?

So, any news at work?
Any news? Anything?

No, everything's great.
Same, but good. Busy.

Same. Busy. Hmm.

See?

Hey, Dad. Uh, George.
Sorry, George.

GEORGE: As long as the big news
wasn't that my daughter

was moving
3,000 miles away,

her husband could call me
anything he wanted.

In spite of myself,
I had actually begun to grow

somewhat fond of Bryan MacKenzie.

-(NERVOUS CHUCKLE)
-(SIGHS)

Those hors d'oeuvres
look so great. I'm starving.

(INHALES)

Mmm-hmm.

So what is it, Annie?
What's the news?

-Well, don't you wanna eat first?
-Come on, tell us. What is it?

I know what it is!
I got it. I'm positive.

You bought a house, right?

A place you can remodel,
a little closer to home?

-A house? Is that it?
-Well...

Well, no, no, a house is fine.

No, yeah, of course,
a house is definitely good.

That's the big news? A house?

Man, I thought you were
gonna have a baby.

(LAUGHING) Get outta here.

Us too.

I know. Me too.
That's what I thought.

JOANNA: That's what
we were hoping for.

-Well...
-Tell 'em.

(SIGHS)

Your wish came true.
I'm gonna have a baby!

-BRYAN: We're pregnant!
-Oh!

(ALL CHEERING)

(SHOUTING)

-Congratulations.
-(CHATTERING CONTINUES)

GEORGE: I never liked
that Bryan MacKenzie.

Not from the moment
I laid eyes on him.

(LAUGHS)

Here my little girl was playing house,
and he had the nerve to...

NINA: George.

What do you say, Dad?

Congratulations.

You too.

Congratulations.

Grandpa! (LAUGHS)

GEORGE: Grandpa?

First that runt steals my daughter,
and now he makes a grandpa out of me.

NINA: The baby is due July 26,

and I like that 'cause
that's a good even number.

Of course... (SIGHS)
It is going to be very hot.

But I'm sure she's not gonna mind.
Oh, God.

Oh, George, can you believe
the same doctor who delivered Annie

is going to be delivering
her baby?

-Oh, honey, it's so amazing!
-Yeah.

Oh! George,
I have a great idea.

What if Franck
did the baby shower for us?

-Franck?
-As a favor, honey. George.

What? I thought
you liked Franck now.

-I never actually said I liked him.
-Yes, you did.

When we were at that party with those
people from whatcha-callit,

you were raving on about him.

Maybe it slipped out,
but I didn't mean it.

Nina, get a grip.

I'm not gonna go into hock
to give Annie a baby shower.

I just finished paying for the wedding.

Now my stomach hurts.
Where'd you put my Tums?

All right, honey, okay.
Okay. It was just a thought. Calm down.

What's the matter with you anyway?
You didn't say a word during dinner.

You're acting as if
you're not happy about this.

Who's acting?

Oh, I see. You're not happy that your
daughter is going to be having a baby?

That's right, Grandma.
I'm not.

(CHUCKLES) Why?

Well, for starters,
they can't afford a baby.

-Oh.
-Babies cost money.

The older they get,
the more they cost.

They didn't plan for this.
They don't have a nest egg.

They barely have a nest!

How are they gonna fit a baby
into that shoe box they live in?

Really. George, they have
more money then we had at their age.

Also, what do they know
about raising a kid?

Annie's just a kid herself.

She graduates college
and marries the first guy she meets.

And now, to get saddled with a baby
even before her career takes off.

Why must I always be
the only feminist in this family?

You know,
I just realized somethin'.

I'm four-foot, six, I don't shave,

I don't have a job
and I'm gonna be an uncle.

Is there somethin'
weird about that?

Finally, someone
who thinks like I do.

Oh, yeah, a 12-year-old.

(PHONE RINGING)

God.

Hello? Oh, Sally!
Oh, Sally, hi.

I have the best news. Guess what?
This is so exciting.

I'm gonna be a grandmother.
(LAUGHING)

GEORGE: Poor Nina. The woman
was obviously living in denial.

I, for one, wasn't ready
to be a grandfather.

What was so grand about it anyway?

George?
Oh, he's thrilled.

Grandfathers wore cardigans
and hearing aids.

I wore baseball caps
and running shoes.

Sure, I may have been
a little out of shape,

but I was still young.

And I could prove it.

(PANTING)

(GRUNTING)

(EXHALING)

GEORGE: (STRAINING)
Oh, yeah! Oh, yeah!

Oh, yeah! Oh, yeah!

Oh, yeah!
Come on, come on, come on.

Whoa. You better take it
easy there, pops.

(GIGGLES)

(GRUNTS)

Oh! Ow!

(GROANS)

(GROWLS)

(BARKS)

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

Oh, hang on a second.

-You got the list?
-I got it right here. Are you okay?

-Yeah, I'm fine. Shoot.
-Okay.

The following men
are older than you.

-Go.
-Paul McCartney.

-Yeah.
-Rod Stewart, Jack Nicholson.

-Jack Nicholson?
-By eight years. You're much younger.

You can't get any cooler
than Jack Nicholson.

-That's good.
-Okay.

-Mick Jagger, Robert Redford.
-Yeah. Really?

Mmm-hmm. Bob Dylan,
Warren Beatty, and Bill Clinton.

-Really?
-But only by 31 days.

Hey, younger is younger.

Hi. Here's what I'm thinkin'.
I wanna look younger.

I think maybe something in here,
like the hair, it's too square.

I'm just kind of... You know.

A little "stickied" up,
you know. Kinda hip!

Easy.

♪(MAN SINGING) When the saints
♪go marching in

♪Oh, when the sun
♪refuse to shine

♪Oh, when the sun
♪refuse to shine

♪I still want to be
♪in that number

-Young, right?
-Oh, totally!

(GIGGLES) It's bitchin'!

Bitchin'?

♪Oh, when the saints
♪go marchin' in

♪I'm going to sing
♪as loud as thunder

♪Oh, when the saints
♪go marchin' in

Hi.

Hi.

Well, hi.

(TIRES SQUEALING)

(CAR APPROACHING)

♪(WOMAN SINGING)
♪At last

♪My love has come along

-(CHOPPING CONTINUES)
-(CHUCKLES)

♪My lonely days

♪Are over

♪And life is like a song

♪Oh, yeah, yeah

♪At last

Oh! George. George!

(GIGGLES) George,
what are you doing?

Oh! Oh, George!

-Can you tell the difference?
-Can I tell the difference?

-What did you do? Is it permanent?
-It is if you want it to be.

The new, permanent,
young and improved,

and stronger I might add,
George Stanley Banks.

I look like the guy you married, right?

Kind of.

Hey, don't kid yourself.
It makes you look younger too.

Mmm.

Hey, where's Matty?

(CHUCKLES)
Matty's eating at Cameron's.

Huh. All alone. Hmm.

Just you and me
at the old house.

(CLANGING)

May I ask what possessed you
to do this?

Just wanna look
the way I feel, that's all.

-Oh.
-Ava loved it.

-Who's Ava?
-Oh, just the girl who did it, that's all.

She said it took years
off my face.

You know, Nina,
you're very beautiful.

-Oh. George.
-You are so very beautiful.

-Really? Thank you, honey.
-Yeah.

-Mmm.
-(LAUGHS)

-My. What's in the bag?
-Oh!

I got you something totally great.
I found it at Victoria's Secret.

Oh, God, George.

I opened a charge
for you there, by the way.

Huh? (EXCLAIMS) What are you...
Are you crazy, honey?

I'm not... I'm not wearing that.
I am a grandmother, okay? I...

-You're not my grandmother, are you?
-No.

Well, George,
what's gotten into you, honey?

Hey, can't a man
make love to his wife

without something having
"gotten into him"?

Well, what do you mean,
make love?

-What do you think I mean?
-I don't know.

My, my, my. (GIGGLES)

This is a new and improved
George Banks.

(THUNDERCLAP)

(NINA LAUGHING)

-Ugh!
-Hey, hey, hey.

Didn't we just pay 900 bucks
to have this roof fixed?

I swear to God,
this house is starting to fall apart.

First, the heating went,
then the gas thing broke

and the plumbing froze.

I don't know, sometimes
I think I would just like

to wash my hands
of this whole thing.

What is it?
What are you thinking?

I have a brilliant,
beyond-brilliant idea.

Uh, yeah?

I say we sell this dump.

(LAUGHING) Right.

-I'm serious!
-George, what, are you crazy?

Last year you said you wanted
to be buried in the backyard.

Now you wanna sell the place?

Nina, listen.
Matty's in school every day 'til 6:00.

You're at work. I'm at work.

Let's get rid of it.
Let's not be so by-the-book.

You know, let's be adventurous.
Let's loosen up.

I don't know.
I mean, if we sold the place,

then we won't have room
for the baby.

What "we", kemo sabe?

It's not our baby. It doesn't
need its own room in our house.

What about Matty?

Oh, like Matty wouldn't
love living at the beach.

The... (LAUGHS)
The beach? Mr. Sunscreen?

Please, George. I mean,
now you wanna live at the beach?

Hey, you're the one who said
that one day before you're old

you wanna live by the ocean.

I'm telling you,
this leak is an omen.

We could sell this place
in a second.

It's the Leave It To Beaver
house that everybody wants.

You know, we'd have enough
money to buy a condo.

We could get a boat.
We could travel.

I could get that Harley
I always wanted.

Harley? Honey. Oh-ho, George.

This has been a very big day for you.

First your hair,
and then this thing.

I just... I think we should
think about things, okay?

Okay. But will you
think about it, really?

Will you wash that stuff
out of your hair, really?

Yeah.

-Okay, I'll make you a deal. Okay?
-Mmm-hmm.

If one more thing goes wrong with
this house, we'll put it up for sale.

You have my word on it.

GEORGE: As luck would have it,
termites attacked two weeks later.

So we decided
to give it a test run,

see if we got any nibbles.

Four weeks went by
and not a single nibble.

GEORGE: All right, here we go.
Here we go.

-Check.
-Ball in. Come on, let's go.

What are you doing?
Hey! Where ya going?

Spin move.

Whoa! Hey!
What? Come on.

-Come on. No. No!
-Yes!

GEORGE: Then one Saturday morning,
we got a bite. A big bite.

George, I'd like you to meet
Mr. and Mrs. Habib.

How do you do? Nice to meet you.

This is my son Matty
and his friend Justin.

We like house very much.
When you can move out?

Excuse me?

REALTOR: The Habibs would
like to buy the house, George.

It's exactly what
they've been looking for.

Yes, when you can move?

We need house
a week from Wednesday,

and my wife wants
flower dishes in kitchen.

You sell, we pay top dollar.

For the house, top dollar?

(HABIB CHUCKLING)

Dishes. For the dishes.

For the house, we pay
what you ask and no more.

But we need house
a week from Wednesday or no deal.

Gee, that's, uh... That's 10 days
from now. That's kinda quick.

We've lived here 18 years.
I don't know if we can...

(SPEAKING TURKISH)

(YELLING IN TURKISH)

Excuse, please?

Uh, you explain that I pay big money
if he sell now. Very big bonus.

Mr. Habib is willing to pay
a generous bonus

for whatever inconvenience moving
too quickly may cause you, George.

Dad, you better
discuss this with Mom.

(FAKE TURKISH)

(CHUCKLES) How generous?

Would $15,000 be generous enough?

REALTOR: We may be making
real estate history here, George.

Oh, yeah!

HABIB: One, two,

three thousand,

four, five,

six, seven thousand...

GEORGE: I shook the man's hand
and promised to be out in 10 days.

(NINA LAUGHING)

(ALL CHATTERING)

GEORGE: Careful with the dishes.

GEORGE: Only problem was
I didn't have the nerve to tell Nina.

Wonderful champagne, George.

Dom Perignon.
What are we celebrating?

I know! That's what I was wondering.
What are we celebrating, dear?

Well, it's just the first time
the family's been together

since the baby and everything.

Oh. Honey.

ANNIE: Dad, that's sweet.
NINA: Oh.

JOANNA: Have you thought of
any names for the baby yet?

Well, if it's a boy, we like
Cody, Cooper, Riley or Wyatt.

Wyatt? As in Earp?

Yeah. You don't like it, Dad?

Well, I like it better than Cooper.

-MATTY: Or Riley.
-What if it's a girl?

For a girl,
our favorite name is Chloe.

-JOANNA: Chloe?
-Chloe? It's not even American.

Thank you, Matthew.
We realize that.

We also like Phoebe and Sophie.

And we're still debating
between Lucy and Fanny.

JOHN: You're not considering
any family names?

Yes, isn't the first son
supposed to be named after

the paternal grandfather?

Well, he doesn't have to
be named John, of course.

Any name on my side will do.

We have an Andrew in the family.
A Melville. A Jacob.

Uh, Jake is a great name.

Hey, you know what? They don't need
any more suggestions. Their list is fine.

You're absolutely right, George.
Anything is fine

as long as it goes with MacKenzie.

Wait a minute. I thought the
baby's last name was gonna be

Banks-MacKenzie with a hyphen.

Would you like to go through life with
the name Cooper Banks-MacKenzie?

Kid's gonna sound like a law firm.

It's an awfully long last name, George.

What are we saying? You're not
gonna hyphenate the last name?

When did this happen?

Nothing's been decided yet, Dad.
It's just that

we think two last names
is a lot for a kid.

And since neither of us
want to forfeit our names,

we've been coming up
with alternative last names.

Your baby's gonna have
an alternative last name?

Like Smith or Jones?

No, because you can't
make Smith or Jones

from the letters
of our last names, so...

I don't understand.
What names can you make?

Well, the ones we like best
are Zineman, Zenkman and Mannis.

-JOANNA: Oh, my!
-Are you telling me

I might have a granddaughter
named Sophie Zenkman?

ANNIE: Yeah.

Look, look, I have
a simple solution here. George, Nina.

You already have Matty
to carry on the family name.

So, why don't we drop
this Banks-MacKenzie business

and just go with MacKenzie?

Or drop the MacKenzie.

Oh, well, now
wouldn't that be silly?

Well, I don't think that's any sillier
than dropping the Banks.

I suggest that MacKenzie
is a good family name.

I do. Traditionally, you...

I mean, the baby's just as much of
a Banks as it is a MacKenzie, isn't it?

(ARGUING)

Say something. Change the subject.

Hey, guess what?
I sold the house today.

What did you say, dear?

Nina, I forgot to tell you. While you
were at the market this morning,

I sold the house!

Well, congratulations, Gramps.
Where're ya movin'?

Well, we don't know exactly
for sure where yet,

but we're thinking maybe the beach.

We don't know exactly
for sure where yet?

But, George,
we haven't even started looking.

You sold the house?

-(CRYING) Dad.
-Why is she crying?

Well, because I never thought
they were serious

about selling the house.

(SNIFFLES) I'm sorry, but I just thought
it was another goofy idea like your hair.

Hey.

I never thought you were
gonna go through with it.

I love this house.

Well, wow!

I guess I just assumed
we'd have a little more warning.

But what do we have?
We have at least 90 days

before we have to move.
Am I right, George?

JOHN: Nina, you can jack up
an escrow six months.

-Ow!
-Matty, what's going on?

-May I be excused?
-No. No, sir.

You may not be excused.

George!

The guy paid me $15,000 extra
to be out in 10 days.

The guy paid you $15,000 extra
to be out in 10 days?

JOHN: I hope you took it, George.
MATTY: He did.

And he threw in Mom's favorite
dishes to close the deal.

(GASPS) George!

(SPEAKING FAKE TURKISH)

(MOVERS SHOUTING)

GEORGE: Nina was less than thrilled
about our abbreviated escrow.

But being the great woman that she is,
she went with the flow

and even allowed me
back into our bedroom

for our last night
at 24 Maple Drive.

And since we had nowhere to live,

she also arranged for us
to stay at the MacKenzies'

-while they took a Caribbean cruise.
-Honey.

Are you sure you don't
want me to take your picture

by your favorite part
of the fence?

No, no, I'm fine.

Oh, okay... Ooh.

Whoa.

Hey, Nina, are you okay?
I mean, you don't look so good.

I know. I don't really
feel so good.

I just didn't think I'd get so emotional
about this whole thing.

I feel kinda dizzy.

You guys,

these are from the tree that we carved
our initials in out back.

-Oh. (CHUCKLES)
-Here. Here.

Oh, Mom, did you get
a picture of the tree?

-Oh, just a roll, honey.
-Okay.

Hey, Matty, what's that?

My doorknob.
I want to keep a memento from my room.

(BOTH SIGHING)

Hey, what are we,
the Schmaltz Family?

Come on, no more tears.
We're on to bigger and better things.

I mean, who needs this old shack?
Look at it.

Dad, there's one more thing
we have to do before we go.

We're not gonna dig up that
parakeet from the backyard.

That's not what I was thinking.

How many times do you think
we've played out here?

About a thousand.

I remember
our very first game.

Me too.

(GIGGLES)

GEORGE: I remember you were four.

There you go.

You had a red ribbon tied in your hair.

Dad!

Look, Dad, I can dribble. Watch.

That's my girl.
That's my girl.

Hey.

(SIGHS)

HABIB: (CLEARS THROAT)
Sorry to interrupt.

Oh, uh, hi.

-You got the key, George?
-Yeah, I have it right here.

Uh, I got, uh...
I know I have it.

Oh! Mr. Habib,
this is my daughter, Annie.

She had her wedding at this house.

Ah, yes. The key?

Oh, yeah, I got it.
Somewhere. (CHUCKLES)

Did I give that to you?
Ah! Okay. Oh, sorry.

(KEY FALLS ON GROUND)

So, well, here you are.
And, uh, here you go.

-She's all yours.
-Good luck, Banks.

Uh, you too.

(SMACKS LIPS) Well.

Ah, what perfect timing.
We were just about to depart.

-Are you in a hurry?
-Not at all. We have plenty of time.

-Thanks so much.
-Welcome. Welcome.

Make yourselves at home.
Come in, please.

Where's Matty?

The dog food's all in the
refrigerator and marked.

-You remember the dogs?
-Yeah.

(WHINING)

-Fortunately, they forgot you.
-(CHUCKLES)

Come here, you angels.

(BOTH WHINING)

I'm gonna miss you, guys.

See, George,
they're completely harmless.

Get a hold of yourself. Now, listen.
I want you to pay attention

to your Uncle George
and Aunt Nina, all right?

-(WHIMPERING)
-Bye, fellows.

-(WHINING)
-Oh, all right.

One more kiss, you maniac.

Mmm-mmm.

-John! (CHUCKLES)
-Wow.

-We're off.
-(NINA SCREAMS)

-Oh.
-Oh, well.

That's what the limo was for.

Help yourself to anything
you see. We'll call.

-They're all yours. Enjoy.
-Thanks so much.

And when you get through with that limo,
send it back for us.

(DOGS WHINING)

Oh-ho. Oh, George.

Honey, do something.
They look sad.

Hey, guys.
Don't worry about a thing.

-Uncle George is here...
-(FEROCIOUS GROWLING)

(BARKING)

Now, just take it easy, guys.
He's not gonna hurt you. Cute. Cute

GEORGE: Well, as it turned out,
the dogs did remember me.

-Hey, puppy, puppy.
-(BARKS)

(GASPS)

It was going
to be a long night.

Just the four of us
in the old MacKenzie mansion.

Hey, listen to this.
Luxury beach condo. Marina views.

Stroll along winding streams
past lush landscape gardens.

Honey, are you sure you didn't
pack the Pepto-Bismol?

Why, you still feel sick?

Oh. I can't seem to shake this thing.
I just don't feel right.

You just need a good night's
sleep, that's all. Tomorrow...

(GROWLS SOFTLY)

-Ah.
-Tell 'em to get off.

Okay, come on, guys.
Get off. Let's go. Off.

Come on, off.
Come... Oh, forget it.

I gotta... I gotta lay down.
Come on. Let's move over.

That's a good dog. (SIGHS)

What am I supposed to do,
sleep standing up?

I don't know, honey.
Just push 'em off.

All right, boys. Hey, come on, come on.
Fun's over. Let's go.

Get off the bed. Off the bed.
Now, come on.

I don't want to have to get tough.

So, just come on. Let's go!
I mean it. Amscray!

Off the bed! Come on, off.

-(WHINES)
-(CHUCKLES)

-Get your filthy paw off my wife...
-(BARKING)

(GASPS)

Forget about it. It's their house.
Let 'em have the bed.

I'll go stay in one
of the other seven bedrooms.

I don't want to be left alone in this
big room. I don't feel good.

Fine. I'll sleep on the floor. Huh?

Thanks.

(SOFT GROWLING)

Oh, I know. I have an idea.

What if after they fall asleep,
you just lift them off?

Oh, yeah, of course.
I'll just lift 'em off. What are you, nuts?

-(CHUCKLES)
-Could you hand me a pillow?

Yep.

(NINA SIGHS)

Oh, I'm so naive.

Oh, I know what's wrong
with me.

-What? What's wrong with you?
-(CHUCKLES)

It's so obvious, I don't know why I didn't
realize it before. Honey...

I'm going through menopause.

Oh, Nina, you can't
be going through menopause.

My mother went through menopause.

Well, exactly,
and probably at my age.

George, I have
all the symptoms.

I'm late. I'm weepy all the time.
I'm hot and dizzy.

-Don't be silly. We're still so...
-But, George, honey, we're not.

We're not as young
as you think we are.

Just because we're getting older,
it doesn't mean that we're old.

This is the '90s.

Growing old isn't
what it used to be.

-(SCOFFS)
-Well, it's true.

Women my age are doing Geritol ads
and Fixodent commercials.

-Nina.
-They are.

And guess who I saw on the cover
of Longevity magazine?

Guess.

-Barbara Bush.
-Peggy Lipton.

From The Mod Squad?

This is reality, George.
Do me a favor, will ya, honey?

Stop acting like
this isn't happening.

-Oh, do I have to?
-Yes! Yes.

-(BARKING)
-(GASPS)

George. George,

you haven't been the same since the
day you found out Annie was pregnant.

Now, I know you, and I know
it takes you a long time

to work these things out,

-but I miss the old George.
-Must you use that word?

All right. I miss
the adorable George Banks

I used to be married to.

Honey, you got me worried.

I don't know. You dyed your hair.
You sold our house.

-What's next, a 19-year-old girlfriend?
-Nina!

Well, men do those kinds
of things, George.

They don't wanna
grow old with their wives,

so they get... I don't know.

New wives. Young wives. Just...

-Nina.
-What, honey?

What?

I may dye my hair and I may
wanna move to the beach.

Yeah?

And I may hate the idea that
I'm gonna be a grandfather,

but never for one millisecond
of one day

did I ever not wanna spend
the rest of my life with you.

-Really?
-Really.

And I'm sorry
I've been such a jerk.

Oh, that's okay.
I'm used to it.

Yeah.

-Good night.
-Good night.

(DOGS WHIMPERING)

The doctor didn't
give you any indication

-of why he wanted me to come?
-No.

But he didn't say there was anything
to be concerned about?

No, I mean I assume this is
absolutely routine. I don't know, honey.

I've never been through
menopause before.

He probably just wants to tell us
what to expect, unless...

Unless what?

Unless something showed up
on my blood test

that was too horrible
to tell me over the phone,

and he wanted you here for support
in case I flipped out.

What did the man say?
What were his words?

Just that he thought it would be wise

for us to come in together
as soon as possible.

Okay, here we are, honey.
I'm sure I'm gonna be fine.

(NERVOUS CHUCKLE) I hope.

GEORGE: I'd never seen Nina
so unglued.

I wasn't used to being
the calm one.

I didn't know what the doctor
was about to tell us.

But nothing, absolutely nothing,

could've prepared me for
what I was about to hear.

-It's going to be all right.
-I know.

Nina. George.

Well, we ran a panel on Nina's blood.

-Nina.
-What?

Whatever it is, I just want
you to know I'm here for you.

You can count on me.
We're gonna get through this together.

Okay.

So, uh, tell us,
what is it?

We can handle it. (SIGHS)
What's wrong with her?

-Nothing.
-(SIGHS)

(BOTH LAUGHING)

Nothing that won't go away
in nine months.

Kids, you're gonna have a baby.

(CHUCKLES)

-Excuse me?
-Nina's pregnant.

-Oh, my God!
-Pregnant?

(LAUGHING)

And who, may I ask,
is the father?

George!

Don't "George" me,
you two-timing Mata Hari!

I swear, we haven't
done it in six weeks.

I haven't just felt
myself lately, but pregnant?

How could this happen,
Nina Dickerson?

Why are you calling me
by my maiden name, you big jerk?

What do you mean
we haven't done it in six weeks?

What about that
escapade in the kitchen?

Oh, please, that was a stupid nothing.
That was a moment of pure insanity.

Like to know how many moments
of pure insanity

I've delivered
over the last 20 years?

Phil, look at me.

I'm about to be a grandfather.

Things like this do not
happen to men my age.

Come on. Picasso had children
well into his seventies.

Ah, well, you know, Picasso.
I mean, Picasso...

He's the one guy in history
who had kids into his seventies.

He's an artist.
He can do anything he wants.

I'm just... You know,
I'm just a regular Joe.

You know, regular Joes
don't have babies at my age!

You know, I was... I was just
adjusting to being a grandfather!

(GASPS)

(GASPS) Oh! Oh, my God!

-Here you go, Mr. Banks.
-George?

-Now, wait a minute.
-Let me help.

You okay?

All right, let's see if you
got your sea legs back.

-Sorry about that. I'm just, uh...
-Shocked. We're shocked.

-Anyway, thank you.
-Bye-bye.

I know, honey, me too.
I just...

God! I can't believe it, huh? Yikes!

Well, you don't think he could be like,
you know, wrong or something, do you?

I don't think he used
a home pregnancy test, George. No.

Honey, this is definitely like I'm...
This is happening, George.

I know it's a lot to deal with,
but we'll just let it sink in, all right?

-Good idea.
-Okay. Mom's the word, huh?

GEORGE: Did she say,
"Mom's the word"?

Oh, man! This was a life curve
I was not ready for.

"Grandmother Has Baby." It was
like a National Enquirer headline.

One would have thought nothing on
earth could have topped this moment.

-(ELEVATOR BELL DINGS)
-Wrong again.

-It's the musk oil smell that scares me.
-Oh, well.

-(NINA GASPS)
-Oh, my God, the Banks!

My favorite father of the bride.

-Hi.
-Hello.

Oh. Look at you. Chop, chop.

-You look beautiful.
-I know.

Imagine running into you
here of all places.

This is our home away from home.

Well, I am always fixing, you know.
A nip, a tuck, a little suction.

I look in the mirror and I say,
"Hello. Looking sad."

So I come down here,
I valet park, and bongo, Cher Bono.

So how 'bout you? Nothing is wrong?
Your health is good?

-Yeah, it's good.
-Oh, yeah, we're...

We're good. We're perfect.

-It's great. Very happy.
-We're healthy, and nothing to report.

Nothing at all.

Mrs. Banks. You forgot
your prenatal vitamins

and all your pamphlets
on becoming a mommy again,

and the ultrasound photo,
your baby's first picture.

Baby's first picture. Don't...
Don't tell me you are pregnant.

-Yeah, I am. (LAUGHS) I know.
-FRANCK: Oh, my God!

I love that so much. Mother of the bride
and a baby! Get out of town!

-Oh, mazeltov, Mrs. Banks.
-And guess what?

-What?
-Annie's pregnant too.

-Oh, no. (LAUGHS)
-I didn't hear that.

Mother and daughter
are pregnant together? (LAUGHING)

Oh, that is fabulous!
I love that.

-That's chic.
-I think I'm gonna faint.

He did.

-This is what I suggest.
-What?

You must let me do the baby shower.

Howard, hand me the book, quick.
Quick, boy.

No, no, Franck, not this time.
No more parties. No way. N-O.

Never wants to have fun, George.
And you never change.

Every party has a pooper
That's why we invited you.

♪(SINGING) Party pooper
♪Party pooper

♪Everybody's party has a pooper
♪That's why we invited you

♪George Banks, that's you

GEORGE: It was on the second chorus
of Every Party Has A Pooper

that I got woozy again.

Next thing I knew,
we were driving through town.

(SIGHS)

Nina was glowing.

She looked so peaceful.

(SIGHS)

♪(MAN SINGING) Grab your coat
♪And get your hat

♪Leave your worries
♪on the doorstep

BOY: You can't get me!

Slow down, son.
Whoa, whoa! Wait! Whoa!

♪To the sunny side
♪of the street

♪Can you hear
♪the pitter-pat

♪Yeah, that happy tune

-(SIGHS) George?
-Nina?

I need to know
how you feel about all this.

BOY 2: Dad, I want a hot dog.

MAN: They don't have any hot dogs!
They don't have hot dogs!

-Oh! Josh! No!
-(SCREAMING)

-No! No!
-(HIGH-PITCHED SCREAMING)

I feel super about it.
I'm totally up for it.

-You are?
-Definitely.

Oh.

So what do you think? Do you think
we have the stamina to have a baby?

For the actual pregnancy?

I know I have the stamina
for that part.

Oh, well, that's a relief.

I'm talkin' about the rest,
like the next-18-years part.

But for weeks you've been
telling me how young we are.

And you've been telling me
how old we are.

We're obviously not too old.

Let's be honest.
Just because a man wears sneakers,

it doesn't make him a teenager.

When I was working out at the gym,

there were 60-year-olds
more buff than me.

So we're too old for this.
Is that what you're trying to tell me?

It's just that I was beginning
to feel like we were approaching

that big parenting finish line.

Now to be all the way back
at the starting gate?

Not to mention, we will be like the oldest
parents ever at the starting gate.

Let's face it, between us we're
almost a hundred years old.

-But don't get me wrong. I'm into it.
-(DOORBELL CHIMES)

3:00 a.m. feedings and diapers and car
seats and Mister Rogers and vomiting.

-Hi.
-Hi.

Hi, sweetie. (LAUGHS) Hi.

-Hi.
-Hi, guys.

-Hi.
-Everything go okay?

Oh, um... Oh. (CHUCKLES)

So what's going on?
What did the doctor say?

Is that TV still on the blink...

-Dad.
-Okay.

Well, he, uh...

Mom, you can tell me.
I'm a big girl.

Well, honey, as it turns out,
my blood tests are fine.

Good.

And I'm not even going
through menopause.

I thought you were
too young for that.

Yeah, well, I don't know...

So what is it?
Did he find anything?

Well, actually he did, didn't he?
He did find a little something.

He did? What?

Believe it or not,
your father and I...

-We're going to have a baby.
-We're pregnant.

(LAUGHS) You guys!

That is so unfunny. I mean,
can you imagine if that were true?

I mean, you couldn't be. (LAUGHS)

You're serious?
You're really pregnant?

I'm due September 4, Labor Day.

Perfect timing, huh? Labor Day.
You know, we should go now.

-Mom, you're pregnant?
-Well, honey.

It's not something we planned.

Sometimes these things,
they just happen.

Who knew? You know,
it was a rainy afternoon,

and, uh, your mom and I
were all alone in the house.

Then, uh, one thing
leads to another.

And then the next thing
you know, hey.

Daddy!

GEORGE: At that moment, I wanted to
crawl under the sofa and die.

You old son of a gun. (CHUCKLES)

Son of a gun?
I wish I had a gun.

If it wasn't for this kid
coming into our lives,

none of this would ever have happened.

ANNIE: I don't know what to say.
NINA: That's okay.

I just never thought we'd
be pregnant at the same time.

I'm not crying because I'm sad,
really, because I'm not.

Well, what's...

-(CRYING) I gotta get a Kleenex.
-Annie. Oh.

-NINA: Annie, don't cry.
-She's been emotional lately.

So, our kids'll be what?
Not brother and sister. That's wrong.

No, no. Their kid will be your brother
or sister and our kid's cousin?

No, your kid's
uncle or aunt.

Yeah, but our kid'll probably
be more comfortable

calling us Grandma and Grandpa

just like your kid,
at least in front of his friends.

Let's face it, we're gonna be in
our fifties when he's in preschool,

in our sixties
when he graduates college.

But that'll be great to see
another kid in cap and gown,

if we can still see by then.

Now, at least going to the movies,
that'll be economical.

"One child, two seniors. Thanks."

Kid's gonna love spending his
adolescence in a retirement home.

He won't have to worry
about us hearing him come in late.

That's right, honey, because we
won't be able to hear, right?

-Exactly.
-(NINA CHUCKLES)

You're so hilarious, George.
You're so hilarious. You're so sensitive.

And I really appreciate you
asking me how I feel

about all this, especially since

I'm the one who's going
to be having the baby.

You're right.

How do you feel about it?

I know how old I am, George.

I've already been
the mother of the bride.

But here I am at the age I am,
and I'm pregnant.

And, you know,
I don't think that qualifies me

for the Guinness Book Of Records.

So in answer
to your question,

I'm very happy!

I'm happy and
I'm feeling nervous

and I'm just very much... Alone!

Well, anyway, good-bye, sweetie.
I've gotta go.

Yeah. And thank you
so much, Bryan.

Thank you. Thank you.

And do me a favor.
Don't follow me, Banks! No!

GEORGE: I went after her,
but it didn't do much good.

I called her, but she refused
to pick up the phone.

Calling me "Banks"
was never a good sign.

Fortunately, my daughter
was kind enough

to put her old man up for the night.

(SIGHS)

But I couldn't sleep.

I was worried I wouldn't have
what it takes,

that I wouldn't be the same
for the next one.

(LITTLE GIRL TALKING)

Okay, gimme a kiss.
Gimme a kiss. I love you.

Bye, Daddy.
I love you.

Go see Mommy.

I love you, Daddy.

(CAR HORN HONKING)

Sorry, Maple Drive's closed.
You'll have to use the detour.

(BARKING)

-My house!
-Bye-bye, house.

(CHUCKLES)

Hey, hey, hey,
hey, hey!

Hey, stop!
Stop! Stop that ball!

Stop it! Stop that...
Hey! Stop! Stop.

Stop. Stop. Stop.

-Stop!
-Stop! Stop!

-Stop. (SIGHS)
-FOREMAN: Hold, please!

(SPEAKING TURKISH)

(FOREMAN SPEAKING TURKISH
OVER BULLHORN)

You have a problem, George?

You didn't tell me you were
gonna tear down the house.

(CHUCKLES)
You didn't ask.

I didn't ask because
it just never entered my mind.

Since you don't want the house,
I have the perfect solution.

Sell the house back to me.

I still have your check here.
I never cashed it.

I don't think so, George.

See, I demolish house,
build two in its place.

This is a great piece
of land.

Mr. Habib, this is not
a piece of land.

This is my home.
And I'm gonna be a father again.

And I don't want to bring
my baby home from the hospital

to a condo on the beach.

I wanna drive
down that street,

and I wanna pull
into this driveway,

-and I wanna honk my horn...
-Habib. (SPEAKING TURKISH)

Yes, yes, okay. I know.

Mr. Habib, please.

You see this pathway?

I laid these bricks
with my own two hands.

I planted this grass.

I built this fence.

I broke that window
with a Frisbee!

I painted these shutters.

Don't bulldoze
my memories, man.

I'm begging you.
Sell me back my home.

Boy.
For how much?

You wanna make a profit
on something you owned for one day?

Yes!

Fine.

Will $5,000 do the trick?

(CHUCKLING)

George. Just another day ago,

I turned down profit
of $50,000 on lot.

Now, you want to double that,
I consider selling back.

You want me to take out
a loan on something I owned free

and clear just 24 hours ago?

Well, that is up to you, George.

Your path, your fence,
your memories.

You don't know what you're asking, sir.
I am the cheapest man alive.

Then move aside, George,

'cause I going to level the place.
We go to work!

Come, come! Go, go!

-Commence to start.
-FOREMAN: Commence to start.

(ENGINE STARTS)

(PULLEY CREAKING)

-All right!
-Stop! Stop!

(SIGHS) You win.

One hundred thousand dollars.

HABIB: (CHUCKLING)
Very close shave, George.

Make out, please,
to the Habib Group.

-Habib Group.
-Inc.

-Inc.
-Very good.

-(SIGHS)
-Welcome home, George.

-It feels good to be back.
-Well, I happy I could help.

Mr. Habib,
just one last question.

Would you mind getting
your wrecking ball off my lawn?

Oh, sure. Anything you say, George.
You're the boss.

(SHOUTING IN TURKISH)

We go! Move out!

That's right!
I'm the boss!

So, all you guys, get a move on!
Get that dump truck outta here!

And quit standing
on my shutters!

And all of you guys, just pack up
your stuff and hit the road!

And don't trample the pansies.
(LAUGHING)

I paid for these bricks!
I paid for these shutters!

(GEORGE SHOUTING)

I'm home!

I'm home!

GEORGE: First thing I did
was apologize to Nina.

That is not funny.
I'm not gonna listen...

Then I told her
I bought the new baby a present.

-(LAUGHING)
-That did it.

Twenty-four hours later,
we moved back home.

George!

Before we knew it,
it was spring.

Everything was in full bloom,
including the women in my life.

-(PHONE RINGING)
-Hello? Oh, hi, honey.

Annie and Nina were in
their second trimesters.

There was no denying it now.

The stork was not only on his way,
he was circling the neighborhood.

Still trying to redeem myself,
I did the unthinkable.

(WOMEN GASPING)

I hired Franck to surprise the girls
with a double baby shower.

It's a baby shower! Oh!

-(BOTH GASPING)
-Look what I have for you.

GEORGE: It was picture perfect,

topped off by two surprise guests
flown in for the occasion

all the way from Vienna.

(SQUAWKING)

-It's a stork!
-Oh, my God.

After the shower, Nina was showing

a few of her friends
the new baby's room,

and Franck started
giving decorating tips.

This is what I suggest.

Firstly, if it were me, what I would do
is I'd push those windows out

and let sweet
San Marino light fill in.

Therefore, the third trimester
in the Banks family

began with a remodel of what
we now affectionately called

"the baby's suite."

I'll admit we got a little carried away
and it wasn't even all Franck's fault,

although God knows
I tried to blame him.

Hey! Hey!

Nina and Annie were doing great,

right on schedule
and weighing in at 128

and 132 pounds respectively.

(GASPS)

We had everything you'd expect
when you're expecting.

Leg cramps, backaches and cravings.
And the women were worse.

(CAR DOOR OPENING)

What we didn't expect one sleepy night
was an unexpected visitor.

-Oh, hi, Dad.
-You okay?

I'm fine.

Bryan and I got in a fight.

And I got angry and got in my car
and didn't know where to go.

-Did I wake Mom?
-No, no, she's asleep.

(SIGHS)

So, do you wanna,
you know...

Yeah, I can talk about it.
It's not, you know... It's fine.

If you don't wanna, it's okay,
'cause I can just make up the sofa.

No, that's okay.

-Pretzel?
-No, thanks.

(SIGHS DEEPLY)

All right,
here's what happened.

When I was leaving work today,
my boss calls me in,

tells me what a great job I'm doing

and says I have as much promise
as anyone she's hired

since she's been at the firm.

Then she said the great part.
She said she's been asked to select

one person from my level
to be part of a design team

that's gonna design the new
Boston Museum of Contemporary Art,

and she picked me.

-That's fantastic.
-I know. I was completely thrilled.

Plus, to live in Boston.
I love Boston.

-You have to...
-Move to Boston, yeah.

I'd need to be there
right after the baby's born by October.

Uh-huh.

I knew when they hired me that
this was a possibility one day.

And Bryan knew it too.
But, now, well...

I rush home to tell him the news,
and as soon as I say the word "Boston,"

his face drops.

This is the kind of opportunity
everybody dreams about.

And we're talking
Massachusetts here, not Mars.

So, Bryan doesn't wanna go?

Well, he said that he understood that
career-wise it was great for me.

But with the baby coming,
he figured I wouldn't wanna go.

-Which is...
-Ridiculous.

Right.

It's like under that mellow,
'90s Gap ad exterior of his

beats the heart of a 1950s husband
that just expects me

to take a backseat to his career.

-You said that to him?
-Of course.

To which he said I was nuts.

And that all he meant was that
with us having a new baby,

it just seemed like a crazy time
to move to sub-zero weather

and a city full of strangers.

And that I should think
of you guys, of his parents,

and how moving so far away
would be so hard on everyone.

Anyway, I knew if anybody
would understand how I felt,

it would be you.

You were the one that always told me to
go for my dreams, never to settle.

Dad, tell me, am I being
unreasonable to want to go?

Because if you think I am,
I won't go. I won't.

Ann, you have to go.
This is not the Dark Ages.

We'll still see each other all the time.
You'll just be an airplane ride away.

That's exactly what I said.

Wasn't Bryan the one who said
you were a gifted architect

-and he'd move anywhere you got a job?
-Yes.

Wouldn't you move if he was
being offered the promotion?

In a minute.

(CAR APPROACHING)

Oh, gosh, that must be him.

(DOOR OPENING)

-Hi.
-Hi.

Hi, Dad.

Uh... Annie, I realize that, that...

Did you tell your dad?

Sorry, George.
I didn't mean to be so lame.

Hey, you guys go ahead.
It's not up to me.

BRYAN: Okay. Annie, I realized
after you left that, uh,

if the same thing happened to me,
you'd come with me anytime, anywhere.

-ANNIE: I would.
-So I wanna do the same for you.

-Honey, I am so sorry I...
-Oh.

ANNIE: I just don't want you
to ever resent me for this.

Hey, I can work out of Boston just
as easy as I can work out of LA.

And I don't want you
to ever resent me, ever.

-Okay. So then we're goin'.
-Okay.

-The baby has the hiccups.
-(CHUCKLES) Oh, yeah.

-You feel that?
-Yes.

(WHISPERS) Boston.

GEORGE: As I watched the kids
pull out of the driveway,

I got an all-too-familiar pain
in my gut.

The one I always got when I did
something for one of the kids

that fell under the heading of,
"I did it for their own good."

And then I thought about
baby number three

and 25 more years
of moments like this.

And suddenly, I was tired.

(SIGHS)

I'll be able to do it again.
I'm sure I can.

All right, if it swishes,
no problem.

I'm Father of the Year.

Not swishes!
Just goes in!

Well.

GEORGE: Well, we made it to July.
-(ALL LAUGHING)

The Farmer's Almanac said it was
the hottest month LA had seen

in over half a century.

Nina was four weeks from her due date,
and Annie was two days past hers.

Franck and his crew were
working around the clock

to have the baby's room
ready by D-Day.

Life was hectic,
especially once Annie moved in.

Bryan was called to
an emergency meeting in Japan,

and since Annie's doctor
assured us that the baby

was at least another week away,

Bryan took the red-eye to Tokyo
and left Annie in our care.

So, there I was, living with
two extremely pregnant women

during the worst heat wave
of the century.

Okay.

Annie and Nina dealt with
the heat by adding

extra air conditioners
to the house,

turning our home into
the only igloo in San Marino.

-How we doing, girls?
-Good.

Dad, would you mind adjusting
the pillow behind my back?

-Sure, sure.
-George. George.

Prop that pillow up under
my foot, would you, please?

Here we go.

-Lemonade?
-Thank you, yes.

Oh, and, George, would you please
scratch my left ankle?

GEORGE: My mission was to
keep them calm and comfortable.

I tied their shoes,
massaged their backs,

painted their toenails,

and went to every imaginable
take-out restaurant in the city.

-(WATCH BEEPING)
-Oh! Gotta go get dinner.

Matty, hold down the fort
while I'm gone.

MATTY: Okay, Dad.

George! Turn the air conditioning up on
your way out. It's stifling in here.

-Oh, boy.
-(SNIFFLES)

(SHIVERING)

Now, you all have
my beeper number just in case.

BOTH: Shut the door!

(DOOR CLOSES)

Here we go. Here we go.
Dinnertime. Dinnertime. All right.

Thai noodles with chicken,
white meat only.

-That's me.
-Oh, yeah, Annie.

Let's see. Uh... Taco Grande,
extra rice, no beans.

Oh. Mmm.

All right. Lox, bagels,
and cream cheese.

Thanks, Dad.

All right, now, where's Dad's?
Where's Dad's?

GEORGE: As the days rolled
by and nothing happened,

the tension mounted.

I found myself watching Annie
as if she were a time bomb.

(GASPS) Ouch!

-ALL: What? What?
-Ouch. O-U-C-H.

-(SIGHS) Oh.
-(CHUCKLING) Oh, honey.

That's 20 points.

GEORGE: Every night
we laid out our clothes

so we could grab them in a hurry.

We were like fire fighters ready
to jump at the first alarm.

-(GEORGE SHIVERING)
-Okay.

I'm hot! (SIGHS)

-Good night.
-Good night.

(CHUCKLES)

(SIGHS)

(DOOR OPENING)

It's about that time.

-George!
-Everybody, stay calm!

Okay.

Now, I've mapped out the various
routes to the hospital.

We can... It's just...

What time is it? All right, it's 11:36.
11:36. So that would be...

11:36. Plan "F."
Route "B."

We can be there in 17 minutes.

Annie, don't worry.
We got everything under control.

What is this?
What am I wearing?

(PANTING) My blouse.

-Honey. What happened?
-Sorry. False alarm.

-(ALL SIGHING)
-JOHN: That's all right.

-Don't worry about it.
-That's not unusual.

-I'm sorry.
-We'll be back before you know it.

GEORGE: We got home
just as the sun came up.

The girls fell right to sleep,

as I headed off to work.

Hello! It's fabric day!

-Hello, George. A pleasure to see you.
-Hi.

GEORGE: And oddly enough,
knowing Franck was at the house

made me feel better.

Although I have no idea
what he did there all day.

♪-(MUSIC PLAYING)
♪-Do the baby workout

♪Make the babies gleeful

-(PATTERNED BREATHING)
-Ooh, that's good. That's good!

♪Little tin soldier
♪Happy tin soldier

Right. And now, with an attitude.

Hello!

(YELLS) Who you?

Get away!

I don't like what you say!
Now, legs up...

Uh-oh. Mom! Dad!

-I'll get it. What flavor?
-No flavor. This is it.

Good. I didn't even
get undressed this time.

Where's my chart?

-George, don't forget the suitcase!
-I won't!

ANNIE: Dad, keys!

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

(SIGHS) You'd think I could
tell the difference between

labor pains and indigestion.

-Yeah.
-I'm really sorry, Mom, really.

-"Mom"?
-NINA: I understand, honey.

I think... Oh, boy. I think I just gotta...
I'm gonna lie down here.

-Just for a sec.
-Ah, me too.

I'm gonna go catch a few winks
before I...

(GROANS)

Dad, where have you been?
I'm late for camp.

Camp.

Come on.

GEORGE: At this point,
I hadn't slept in 48 hours.

NINA: Have a good day at work, George.

Yeah, Dad, good night.

(GROANS)

-Oh!
-(EMERGENCY BRAKE SETS)

(SHIVERS)

Hello! Pappala's home!
We got a surprise for you, George.

I'm sorry I can't stay,
George, but I... (SNEEZES)

Whoops.
I caught a cold from your house.

Come on, George.
Hurry up. "Quick-ah."

I'm too tired to "Quick-ah."

Okay, George, this is it.
The baby suite is finished.

Think of it, buddy.
After today, I'm out of your hair.

Did we come in on budget?

Close enough, George.
Now, close those eyes.

-Oh, Franck!
-Don't "Oh, Franck" me.

You never wants to have any fun.
Close those eyes!

-All right.
-Drumroll, please.

(IMITATING DRUMROLL)

(IMITATES CYMBAL CRASHING)

Okay, open up.

(MUSIC BOX PLAYS)

Welcome to babyland.

-It's beautiful.
-Thank you, sir.

I mean it.
It's perfect.

Oh, well, coming from you,
George Banks, that means a lot.

A lot.

(SNIFFLES) A whole lot.

And here's the bill.
Just don't go nuts, George.

(STUTTERS) Just try to remember

what you feel right
at this moment, okay?

In fact, do me a favor.
Maybe open it after I leave.

That will be better.

-NINA: George!
-He's up here and he loves it!

NINA: Oh, well good.
Honey, dinner's ready.

-She cooked?
-She wants to give you a break.

She's been cooking up a storm all day
in that freezing kitchen.

What's the matter, George?
You look a little pooped.

I haven't slept in three days.

I try to sleep at work,
but I keep thinking any minute

one of 'em's gonna go into labor.
I just end up...

Totally wired. Trust me.
I know the feeling.

And do you know how
I spell relief? V-A-T-S-N-I-K.

-V-A-T-S-N-I-K?
-Vatsnik.

The best sleeping pill in the whole
wide world. I swear by them.

Oh, no, no, no.
I don't take sleeping pills.

Oh, George, you need your rest.
You do.

What if they need you
and you're walking into walls?

I never take pills myself neither.
But sometimes, I need to rest.

So, I take a half Vatsnik,
close my eyes,

and I wake up a new man,

refreshed and replenished
and "roaring" to go.

You know what? Keep them.
They're very mild.

-Mild?
-Oh, yeah.

No, you'll thank me. You'll see.

-George, Franck, dinner!
-On our way. Quick-ah.

I'm so happy that
you like the room, George.

Sit next to me
at dinner, okay?

-Hi, Dad.
-Hey, Matty. How was camp?

-Good.
-Ann, how you feelin'?

Great. Really energized.
Bryan's coming home tomorrow.

Don't think we'll see
any action tonight?

(LAUGHS) Don't think so, Dad.

Hey, honey, how you feelin'?

Oh, good, fine.
Went to the doctor today.

-And?
-And right on schedule.

Three weeks.

Hmm. Well, here goes.

Dad, what are you taking?

Dad hasn't been
sleeping so well lately,

so I thought I'd take
a couple of very mild sleeping pills.

Hmm.

Please pass the rolls.

Thanks.

Dad?

-What's he doing? What's going on?
-George? George?

I never saw anything like it.
He said pass the rolls.

By the time I passed them,
he was gone.

-(GASPS) George!
-Georgie, love, what is wrong?

Oh, my God. George?

MATTY: He's not dead.
He just took two sleeping pills.

-He took them both?
-You gave him sleeping pills?

He said he could not sleep.

But two Vatsnik is "Good-bye,
see you next Thursday."

-George?
-I didn't think he would take them both.

Look at him!

Truth is, I take half
a Vatsnik and I'm a goner.

He took them both at once?

Looked that way to me.

At least he'll sleep. Matthew, help me
get him into the living room.

Can I help?

No, no, we men can do it.
On three we lift, Matthew.

-One, two, and we go.
-George?

Oh, there. (GRUNTS)

FRANCK: Drop that boy on me.
Am I moving?

-NINA: Yes, you're moving.
-Oh, that's good.

-Oh, dear. Oh, Franck.
-Going down.

-Are you all right?
-Am I getting shorter?

Oh, no. Second strength.

-Okay.
-Okay. Up. Okay.

-Franck?
-Yeah?

-Is he breathing?
-Yes, breathing and drooling.

-Oh, honey. Oh, dear.
-(SIGHS)

-FRANCK: There you go.
-Mom?

What are Vatsnik anyway?
I've never heard of it.

Are they prescription?

Not yet. They're from my country.
They're not exactly legal.

Trust me, there are
no funny side effects.

I've been taking them for years.

(GASPS)

FRANCK: He's going to be fine.
Don't worry.

Um... Mom?

If he's so fine,
why are you taking his pulse?

-Mom.
-Pulse excellent.

See? He's fine.
He'll sleep like a lamb.

Oh, George.

-Nina!
-What?

Mom, this is it.
I'm not kidding this time.

-Are you sure?
-Yes.

I'm gonna have
this baby tonight.

All right, Franck.
We need you to drive us to the hospital.

I'm too big to get behind the wheel.

No, no. (SPEAKING NATIVE TONGUE)

Franck! Franck, we need you.
Could you drive us to the hospital?

-Of course.
-Thank you.

Yes, the hospital.
I'll drive you there.

-I'll take the suitcase.
-I'll be there in a moment.

NINA: Hurry.

Ladies, not to worry.
We have no problem.

Good. Then hurry.

-MATTY: Can I drive?
-No!

George, wake up! Please, wake up!
You're gonna be a grandpappala.

-(GROANS)
-Oh, George, don't do this!

I am not a husband. I am not a father.
I'm not a 9-1-1 man!

Rise and shine,
you big, white-haired man.

(GROANING)

-There we go. Oh, okay.
-(CAR HORN HONKING)

We're on our way. All right.

Now we're clippin'!
Right, left!

Right, left.

(GROANING) Left, right. Right.

We're clippin' along, George.

-(GROANING)
-(HORN HONKING)

Oh. Oh, George.
We're almost there!

And we move.

Okay. And a running start.

(GRUNTING)

On the Atchison, Topeka...

There! Moving! Moving, George.

Oh! (PANTING)

-Gee, I'd change this room.
-(HORN HONKING)

This is not the time to think
about that! Let's get the head.

Any day now!

We're on our way!

Look who's up.
He wouldn't miss it for the world.

NINA: Franck, wrong way!

(TIRES SCREECHING)

-NINA: Right turn here. Right!
-(FRANCK GASPS)

How's the maternity
department doing?

I'm hanging in there.
Just hurry, please.

Oh! Oh-ho, George.
Get a hold of yourself.

NINA: Make a left here!

-BOTH: Left here!
-All right.

-(TIRES SKIDDING)
-(HORNS HONKING)

(SHRIEKS)

(MEN CHATTERING)

(LAUGHING)

Hey, man,
what's with that face, huh?

Is that supposed to be me?

(BOYS LAUGHING)

Hey, you got a problem, loser?

We have no problem with nobody!
Just "leaf" us alone.

"Leaf" you alone?

-What are you, a tree?
-(CHUCKLES)

Yes, I am. That's very funny.
You're obviously a comedian.

Very good.
Don't nobody look at them.

Hey, that's a nice accent, man.
What planet are you from, huh?

What planet? The planet of not wanting
to die by a drive-by shooting!

Lock the doors!
Quick! Quick!

Where ya goin', man?

You all right?
Just breathe in and out.

-Yeah.
-Breathe slowly.

(BREATHING SLOWLY)

Yes, thank you. I will.

I'm just not used to all
this hot-rodding business.

-She was talkin' to my sister.
-Oh.

(TIRES SCREECHING)

Ah. Look who's walking
all by himself.

-Let's go over here, George.
-(GASPS) Oh, George, honey.

It's really happening.
This is it.

-Now, Franck.
-Yeah?

I'm gonna go upstairs with Annie
to meet her doctor.

I want you and Matty
to get George coffee.

-Then I'll meet you in the waiting room.
-No problem.

I have the chair for
the prostate exam. Mr. Lemisch?

He'll be out in a sec.
He's in the john.

Oakhurst Emergency.
Slow down. Slow down.

Oh, Mr. Lemisch.

-You all ready?
-Oh, yeah.

People, please, we got a pregnant
lady here. Can we get a move on?

-We got it covered. Are you doin' okay?
-Yeah, I think so.

The contractions are
about five minutes apart.

Hold on. This chariot's gonna move.
You gonna need a chair too?

-No, no, I'm fine.
-Annie. See you after?

-Definitely.
-Okay, keep breathing.

You're gonna be just fine.

(SIGHS)

(SHRIEKS) Where your father go?

I don't know. He was just here.

Bring him on in.
I'm ready.

Excuse me! Do I know you?

(BEEPING)

NINA: Come on, Annie. Come on.

-Keep breathing. It's almost over.
-(EXHALES)

Almost.

Okay, the worst is over.

Almost gone, honey.

You did it.

(ANNIE SIGHS)

-Doin' real good, Ann.
-Thanks.

-Look who's back from the dead.
-Hi.

-Oh.
-Dad, you're up.

Matthew and I are gonna go to the
cafeteria for some Coca-Colas.

So, you just...
(CLEARS THROAT)

-How you doin'?
-Okay.

So far, so good. We called Bryan
and he checked out of his hotel.

But nobody knows where he is.
And Dr. Brooks...

(GROANS) Wait a minute.

You hang on.

Dr. Brooks' kid broke her arm at camp,
so he had to fly to Maine this morning.

-Dr. Brooks is in Maine?
-Yeah.

Hi, Annie.

-I'm Dr. Eisenberg.
-Hi.

-Let's see how you're doin' here, okay?
-Okay.

I'll be filling in for Dr. Brooks today.
And you're Annie's...

-Oh.
-Parents.

You're, uh... You're, uh...
You're gonna actually...

Yes, I am. Annie, actually,
everything looks real good here.

I'm gonna see what kind of progress
you're making.

Okay.

We'll wait outside.

Nina, this is no good.

We gotta get another doctor.
She looks younger than Annie.

-Do you have any change?
-No, George.

Dr. Brooks said
she's absolutely fantastic.

Nina, this is our daughter
we're talking about.

-I know.
-What if something goes wrong?

How much experience could she
have six months out of school?

Did you see the name
on her tag? Megan.

No real doctor is named Megan.

How many babies could
she have delivered, two?

Actually, 341.

Not counting the two
I delivered this morning.

-You can come back in now.
-Well, thank you.

Annie's doing great.

The contractions are irregular,
but they're getting intense.

So it could take
just a few more hours.

So, just, um...

Just remind her now to relax
between contractions, okay?

-You're going somewhere?
-Just down the hall.

Hey, you're wearing Sidekicks.

Oh, don't you love 'em?
They're all I wear.

-Yeah, me too.
-Yeah, well, they're the best.

So, when's your baby due, Mrs. Banks?

-Uh...
-Are you okay?

Oh, no, I feel fine.
It's just I have this funny pain.

-It's kinda sharp.
-You're almost 40 weeks?

Mmm-hmm. Uh, uh-oh.
There's another one.

Let's go across the hall,
see what's goin' on.

No, no, I'm perfectly fine.

I'd feel much better
if you let me take a look.

Mr. Banks can stay with Annie.

I'll be right back, okay?
Don't worry. Honey, fine.

Doctor seems pretty together.

(SIGHS) She's young.

Well, so what? So are you. Doesn't
mean you couldn't design a skyscraper.

(GASPS)

(GROANING) Just tell me
when it's over, will you?

Okay, you're doin' great.
Just breathe in.

-Now, breathe out. Breathe out.
-I can't.

-Okay, the worst is over.
-(MACHINE BEEPING)

-Are you sure?
-Absolutely. Comin' down, way down.

It's almost over. Down to nothin'.
There, there you go.

Okay. Okay.
I'm okay.

(SIGHS) That was short
but horrible.

Annie, can I steal
your dad for a second?

Yeah.

-You hangin' in there?
-Mmm-hmm.

Okay.

-Save my seat.
-I will. Hurry.

(SIGHS)

-Mr. Banks, your wife is in labor.
-Very funny. Where is she?

She's putting on a gown and getting
hooked up to a fetal monitor.

No, no, no. My daughter's in labor.
My son-in-law's not here.

And my wife is the solid one
that will...

Are you sure? We have a lot of false
alarms in our family.

Her cervix is already
dilated five centimeters.

Now, the way she's going, your baby
could be born before your grandchild.

Now, I'm okay.
I can handle this. Can you?

Okay. Why don't you go congratulate
Mrs. Banks and I'll check on Annie.

It's pretty cool.
If they both deliver before midnight,

they'll have the same birthday.

Dr. Eisenberg,

these women are my life.

I know.

(NINA BREATHING HEAVILY)

Nice timing, I know.
How's Ann?

Well, she's doin' good.
How 'bout you?

Oh, George,
I haven't packed my bag.

We haven't even practiced
that Lamaze stuff yet. It's just...

(MOANING)

-You're having a contraction.
-Yeah, I know.

-Ye-ow!
-You okay?

(MOANS)

Just promise me... Promise me
you'll stay with Annie, George.

She needs you.

-You know I will.
-Okay.

-Nina.
-What?

We're gonna have
a baby tonight.

I know.

Isn't that just amazing?

You know, we haven't even locked in
on any names yet.

Ah, okay.

I was thinking Megan if it's a girl,
and Franck if it's a boy.

-(GROANS)
-Franck Banks.

It's got kind of a continental
ring to it, don't you think?

Can't you see him walking around
the house with his little ascot?

George, go check on Annie.

Tell her I'm fine,
all right? Oh, boy.

These contractions
are really coming fast, honey.

But, go, go. I'm fine.
And, oh, check on Matty, honey.

And, George. George.

I don't know
what I was gonna say.

Okay.

Bye.

FRANCK: Okay, hang in there.
A little more.

-That one was a bitch, huh?
-(LAUGHS) Yeah.

-Hey.
-Pappala, we're getting closer.

-How you doin'?
-You okay?

Yes. Dad, how's Mom?

Well, uh... She's, uh...
You're not gonna believe this.

-She's not in labor?
-She is, actually.

-Oh, my God!
-This is some night.

-More ice!
-I'll get it. I'll get it.

-I'll get it. You just stay there.
-Dad, you should...

-(GROANS) Hold on.
-I got you.

Go to Mom. I'll be fine.

-The ice man arrives.
-Almost, almost.

-There we go.
-There we go, more ice.

Really, Dad, I can handle
this now. You stay with Mom.

She did say she wanted some ice.

I could take this to her
and be back in two seconds.

How about I find a doctor and get
an update here? Be right back.

You just... You just...

Don't worry.
I'm not going anywhere.

(LAUGHS) Oh, this is very good.

-Okay.
-Mmm-hmm.

Franck.

-I need you, buddy.
-I'm here, buddy. Anything. What?

Well, I need you to help me.
Can you hang in here with me?

Of course. I will hang in until
I hear those babies cry.

I don't know what I'm doin' exactly,
but I'll keep doin' that.

-I thought you could stay with Annie.
-Good.

-Then I could check on Nina.
-Fine.

-Then maybe we could switch.
-Yeah. George?

We're bonding here,
aren't we?

I think we are, Franck.

Someone's buzzing me
awful bad in here.

Go on. Don't worry.
I'm on the case.

(NINA PANTING)

George, I think
I'm almost there.

NURSE: Yeah, Dad, don't go too far.
We may need you.

ANNIE: Dad? Dad!

We're moving her into delivery.

Okay. I'm ready.
Let's do it.

Dad.

Baby.

Doctor.

(BREATHING DEEPLY)

What's going on?
What's wrong?

Nina, your contractions
are really close together.

The baby's just not handling it
as well as we'd like.

The baby's heart rate
has dropped.

We're gonna watch it carefully.

If it doesn't go back up
in a couple of minutes,

I wanna do a
C-section and get the baby out.

(PANTING) Oh, George.

Mr. Banks, I'm concerned your wife's

going to need to be delivered
in the next minutes. Obviously,

-I can't be in two places at once.
-Right.

Everything's going
beautifully with Annie.

Her labor's progressing very well.

I'd like to turn her over
to the chief resident.

I have complete confidence in him.

I just feel it's more important
I stay with your wife.

Is that okay with you?

Yeah, fine. If the baby's heart rate
doesn't go up, how long does it take...

Once I get her in the operating room,
I can have the baby out

in 60 seconds if I have to.

We're still okay.

-We're in labor in room number four.
-Okay.

-Get Dr. Wagner up here.
-Right.

-Dad! Is Mom okay?
-She's fine. Don't worry.

-Okay.
-Hi, Annie. I'm Dr. Wagner.

-Hold on. We're almost there.
-Okay.

(GASPS)

-Bryan!
-Annie! Oh! Oh, God!

-I hope he's the husband.
-He is.

How'd you know we were here?

Well, I got to your folks' house
and saw the tray of uneaten lasagna.

-I'm so glad I made it.
-Me too!

DR. WAGNER: Slow down, kids.
This is our stop.

Dad, if...

-Just go. Go.
-Okay.

I don't see enough
of an improvement.

Let's get you delivered.

-Pat, we're on our way.
-Okay.

-Nina.
-Oh, George.

What if she doesn't get
the baby out in time?

-She will.
-NURSE: Excuse me.

Hey, you know what
I was thinking about?

What?

-I was thinking about our first date.
-Oh, yeah.

The one you showed up
an hour late for?

Well, actually, I wasn't an hour late.

Yes, you were, George.

You showed up as I was pulling
away from the restaurant.

Well, that's not exactly
what happened.

Actually, I got there on time...
I told you this.

-Mmm-mmm. Never.
-I didn't?

Remember, you told me
I'd know you because

you'd be wearing
that red turtleneck?

-Oh, George.
-And I just stood in the window

and I watched you
walk to that booth in the back.

And you were
so incredibly beautiful.

I was afraid to go in.
And I...

-And I just stood there...
-NURSE: Excuse me.

...watching you sip your water
and talk to the waiter,

and I just fell
in love with you.

George.

And when you left,
I watched you get in your VW bug.

And I saw your hair blowing out
the side of the window, and...

And you started to drive off,

and I just got afraid
I'd never see you again.

That's when I almost ran you over.

Thanks for telling me this, George.

Thanks for marrying me, Nina.

NURSE: We're ready.

(BABY CRYING)

Dad, it's a boy.

We have a son.

Congratulations.
How's Annie?

Perfect.
She's just perfect.

He's so cute.
Seven pounds, nine ounces.

-How's Nina?
-I'm, uh, still waiting.

Yeah. Well, I guess
I better get back.

-Go.
-Okay.

It's wonderful.
Give Annie a kiss for me.

I will.

I'm a grandfather.

-(Baby Coos)
-Mr. Banks?

I have someone
that I'd like you to meet.

It's a girl.

I love girls.

-How's Nina?
-She's excellent. She did beautifully.

Am I nuts, or is this
the most beautiful baby ever born?

She's perfect.

Oh. Would you tell Nina
she has a grandson?

I will.
Congratulations.

And thanks.

My pleasure.

Hey. Hey.

Hi, beauty, hi.

(COOING)

Dad, you gotta see him.

Annie says he looks just like you.

-Come here, you.
-Boy.

-Oh, that's yours?
-She's a daughter.

Oh, she's beautiful!

Say. Say.

GEORGE: It was at that moment,

with my daughter in one arm
and my grandson in the other,

that I realized life isn't
gonna get much better than this.

(GURGLING)

JOANNA: Oh, there he is.

-Oh!
-Hi, Dad.

-There they are.
-Oh.

(ALL CHATTERING)

GEORGE: Before we knew it,
two months had passed,

and it was time
to say good-bye.

NINA: You got the stroller?

ANNIE: I guess we're off.

That's it.

(SNIFFLES) Bye, Mom.

(SIGHS) Oh, honey.

-Knock 'em dead, okay?
-I'll try.

Will you let me hug
George good-bye? Can I?

Oh. Yeah.

Ah, hi. Hi.
Are you George? You're George.

-Can I hold him?
-Yeah, sure.

All right, honey.
Careful, okay?

ALL: Two hands.

Yes, good.

-(SIGHS)
-Well.

-Well, good-bye. Take care.
-(CHUCKLES) Bye.

-We'll see you. We'll call you.
-Okay.

See you, George.

We'll call you.

(SIGHS) Bye, Megan.

Call me, okay?
I may be your nephew's mother,

but I'm still your big sister.

-Here. I got her a going-away present.
-Hey. Okay.

Thanks.

You better get going if you're gonna
get to Phoenix before dark.

Yeah, we better.

Remember, if you're ever up
for a 3:00 a.m. feeding,

it'll be 6:00 in Boston.

So, you know,
don't hesitate.

(BABY GEORGE CRYING)

I'll take him.
Oh, sleepy.

Wait a minute.
I haven't had a chance

to kiss my grandson good-bye yet.

Hey, buddy.

I got ya.
I got ya.

We are named well, George.
Don't let the other kids tease you.

It's a good, solid name.

-His last name's not Zenkman, is it?
-No.

Well, good. Hmm? Oh!

Oh, he got me. Do it again.
Hey, do it again. Come on.

Oh! He got me.

-(LAUGHING)
-Oh!

Hey. Yeah, I got you.
I got you.

(SIGHS) Well, I guess we gotta go.

-Bye.
-BRYAN: I'll take him, George.

-Bye, Matty. Be good.
-Bye.

-Bye, Mom.
-Bye, honey.

Don't forget to buckle your seat belt.

-Okay, Dad.
-You too, Bryan.

I will, Dad. So, we'll
talk to you tonight?

And it's hard to
see out the rear views,

so go slow
and let people pass you.

-We will, Dad.
-(ENGINE STARTS)

-Okay.
-ANNIE: Bye.

-Bye.
-Bye!

Take care.

-Bye.
-Bye.

(HORN HONKS)

NINA: Okay.
MATTY: "Okay" what?

Okay, let's finish
your science project.

-It's not due 'til Thursday.
-Let's get a jump on it then, huh?

(CHUCKLING)

-(BABY COOING)
-(SIGHS)

I don't look too old
to be your father, do I?

(COOING)

You're already laughing at me.
What took you so long? Hey.

Bet you can't do this.
I can teach you that.

I can teach you
all kinds of tricks.

How to pass behind your back.
How to sink it shooting backwards.

I taught your big sister.
I can teach you.

Megan, you wanna see the court?

I don't think you've seen it.
We got lights and everything.

You can play at night,
one-on-one, just you and me.

♪(MAN SINGING) Grab your coat
♪and get your hat

♪Leave your worries
♪on the doorstep

♪And just direct your feet

♪To the sunny side
♪of the street

♪Can't you hear
♪the pitter-pat

♪Yeah, that happy tune
♪is your step

♪Life can be so sweet

♪On the sunny side
♪of the street

♪I used to walk
♪in the shade

♪With my blues
♪on parade

♪But now I'm not afraid

♪'Cause this rover
♪has crossed over

♪If I never have a cent

♪I'll be rich
♪as that Trump fella

♪There'll be gold
♪where I step my feet

♪On the sunny side

♪On the sunny side
♪of the street