All language subtitles for mary_tyler_moore_s02e17_the_slaughter_affair

Who can turn the world on with her
smile?

Who can take a nothing day and suddenly
make it all seem worthwhile?

Well, it's you, girl, and you should
know it.

With each glance and every little
movement you show it, love is all

need to waste it. You can never tell,
why don't you take it?

You're gonna make it after all.

You're gonna make it after all.

byways and icy streets.

So we at WJM -TV urge you to do your bit
and drive carelessly.

Did I really hear that or was it just my
imagination?

I hear what?

Well, no, it must have been my
imagination. Did I hear what I just

Yeah, I think you did.

Five, four, three, two.

That'll be for me.

Yes, Sam.

Yes.

I heard that.

No, no.

We're not advocating reckless driving,
Sam.

No, no. It's just that Baxter's mouth is
accident prone.

Yes, Sam. Yes, I do plan to do something
about it.

Yes. Right now.

Yes, Sam.

Good show tonight, guys.

See if you can read this.

You're fried.

You're fired!

What for?

Because you can't even read this!

Seems like a pretty small thing. Did you
hear what you said in your sign -off?

Well, I wasn't paying much attention.
I'll look and see.

Department of Public Safety expects a
record in the coming holiday weekend due

to crowded ice.

Will your WGM urge you to do your bit
and drive carelessly? You did it again.

did it again. I could give him ten shots
at it, but you'd still say carelessly

every time, wouldn't you?

Well, sure. That's what it says.

If it's wrong, it's not my fault. It's
Murray's.

You're hired.

I'm hired?

You're hired.

Not so fast, Lou.

You just fired me.

If you want to hire me, it'll have to be
for more money.

More money. That's right.

But first you're going to have to say,
I'm sorry, Ted.

I'm sorry, Ted.

All right, now let's talk about money.

How much?

You humiliated me in front of my staff,
Lou. You said harsh, uncomplimentary

things which are unfounded and uncalled
for. How much? Ten bucks a week be okay?

You got it.

Thanks, Lou.

That worked out pretty good, eh, guys?

I just didn't yawn at you. I tried to
yawn away from you. You missed.

Well, I'm sorry, Lou, but... Well, you
know what it's like when you feel a yawn

coming on and you don't want to yawn and
you try not to yawn. You know what it's

like, don't you?

Yeah, a yawn. You see, you're just
kidding yourself.

Maria! Why are we wasting my time
talking about your yawns?

I just had to apologize to Ted out
there. I don't like to apologize to Ted.

like to chew Ted out.

And I don't like it when I chew Ted out
and find out I'm wrong.

Am I boring you?

Will you stop that?

I just told you, when you try to stop,
you can't.

If I can stop, you can stop, and I'm
stopping.

See? No yawning.

The next time you make a mistake on
Baxter's copy, I'll dock you the extra

I had to pay him.

Okay, that's all.

You know, that's terrific, Lou, the way
you can just not yawn like that. Just

takes wall power, that's all. Just like
that? Just like that.

Everything okay?

Yeah, sure, fine, thanks.

Good night, Mary.

Good night, Mr. Grant. Good night, Lou.

a mistake like that ever got on the air.

It was my fault, Murray. I didn't have a
chance to check your copy.

You've been checking my copy?

Well,

I wasn't going to say anything about it,
but... Well, okay, now that nobody has

mentioned it, for the last couple of
weeks, I can not only see that something

bothering you, Murray, I can read it.
You mean you've been covering for me,

Murray? We've all been covering for you,
Murray.

Usually I manage to capture typos, but
once in a while something slips by me.

perfect, you know.

Don't take it too hard.

You do a good job in other ways.

See you Monday, all.

To have to take that from him and to
know he is right.

Hey, Murray, something is bothering you,
isn't it?

Why do you say that?

Well, it's not just the mistakes in your
copies. I mean, you just don't seem

yourself. You seem tired.

Yeah, well, I guess I am a little tired.

Hey, look, I'm sorry.

I shouldn't be prying like this. I mean,
you and I are good friends, and if you

want to tell me something, you will. And
in the meantime, it's your problem,

right? Right.

It isn't any, you know, kind of trouble
at home, is it? Oh, no.

As a matter of fact, we and I are going
to celebrate our 10th wedding

anniversary in two weeks.

How terrific.

When are you going to get her?

Well, I always buy her something big.

But she's so practical, she always
returns it and gets something small. So

thought this year I'd just get her
something small to begin with. A what?

A compact car.

A car?

Yeah. I've been moonlighting at night to
try to come up with a down payment.

Maybe that's why I'm so tired.

Murray, you got another job?

For a month now.

I think it's catching up with me.

I think it's winning.

Yeah, but I guess in a week I'll have
the down payment. In two weeks I'll have

a... enough to buy a tank full of gas.

Well, what's the job, anyway?

Uh, what?

I said, what's the new job?

Oh, well, um, teaching, uh, basic news
writing, night school.

Hey, Murray, I didn't know you could
teach. Well, neither did I, but I always

wanted to try, so... Oh, well, listen,
you can count on me to cover for you.

Thanks, Mary.

And I know you can count on Ted.

I'm as good as fried already.

Oh, that's great, yeah.

So, who did you see tonight?

Well, I'll get to that. First, let me
tell you about my date.

You remember that computer technician?

The one whose hands were programmed for
touching and grabbing?

Yeah, I think so. The one you said you
wouldn't go out with again in a million

years? Yeah, well, it's amazing how fast
a million years can go by.

So, is that who you're going to tell me
you ran into?

No, no, I'm coming to that. First, let
me tell you where he took me on the

Get this.

A dry... in movie.

Rhoda, who goes to a drive -in movie in
the winter?

He does.

He figures if you get cold enough... Mr.

Subtle. Mary, six times he presses the
reclining seat button, I find myself

looking up at the roof of the car
instead of the screen.

What'd you do?

I called the cab.

So you took a cab home from a drive -in
movie?

Yeah. How about that? Another first for
the kid, right?

So listen, I get in the cab, I give the
address, and the driver grunts and

stops. off without even glancing around
i mean he just looks straight ahead all

i can see are these eyes staring at me
in the rearview mirror mary whose eyes

were they uh rhoda whose eyes were they
well i'm coming to that so as we're

driving along i quick remember what my
mother always told me when you get in a

cab always check the little picture of
the driver and memorize his hack number

just in case you have to identify him in
a police lineup right yeah which i did

I memorized the picture and the number.
Which brings me to who I saw tonight.

Oh, good.

93628. Oh, good.

The driver was Murray.

Murray?

My Murray?

Yeah, from the newsroom.

Would you... Well, that's impossible,
Murray. He's teaching at night.

Yeah? Well, tell him the ashtrays are
full in his classroom.

The man was embarrassed to have me see
him. So I didn't say anything.

Oh, I wonder. I don't know, Mia, but
I'll tell you, I feel very bad

about the whole thing. Bad about what?
Seeing him? No.

Not tipping him.

What's his habit?

Mary.

How about some coffee?

Oh, no, thanks. It keeps me... Mary,
will you get

these revised tickets? Here's the sales.

Yes, sir. Say, Lou, while we're at it,
I'd like my dressing room painted.

What do you mean, while we're at it? I
mean about last Friday night, you know,

little talk about the apology and the
raise.

Well, I've decided I want my dressing
room painted.

Now, for me to give you anything else,
Murray's going to have to make another

big mistake so that I make a big mistake
and fire you for his mistake.

But Murray's not going to make another
mistake.

And if I fire you, the next time it's
not going to be a mistake.

Did I say good morning, Lou?

Morning, Ted.

Morning, Mary.

Morning, Ted. Morning, Murr.

Speaking of good morning, Murr, where is
he?

Start that again.

Mary.

Oh, thanks. Mary, look, I got to talk to
you about what happened last night. You

mean about Rhoda recognizing you? Mary,
why didn't you tell me you were driving

a cab?

I kept your secret.

Well, I know, but, well, I told Marie I
was teaching night school, and it just

seems simpler if I told everybody that
so she wouldn't find out by mistake.

Well, boy, you sure picked a tough way
to earn extra money. I'll say.

I was robbed last night.

What? Right after Rhoda got out of my
cab.

Yeah, and that's not the worst part.

I had to go to the police station to
file the report, which made me later

usual getting home. And I couldn't call
and tell Marie where I was.

Well, you should have told her anyway.

No. I was afraid she'd get upset and mad
because I was trying to make that extra

money for her present, you know, and
make me stop.

You know what she's like. She'd be
worried I was going to get robbed or

silly thing like that.

Did I just say what I just said? Yes,
you did.

Well, anyway, she was worried because I
wasn't home on time. She called the

night school and they said they never
heard of me. So she found out you were

driving a cab anyway, right? Worse than
that.

Marie doesn't believe I was driving a
cab at all these nights.

Mary.

Marie is convinced that I am having an
affair with someone.

Oh, that is worse.

With you.

Oh, more worse.

You and me having an affair?

Oh, Murray, did you tell Marie how
absolutely ridiculous, how unlikely that

Sure.

So I told her I was driving cabs at
night to make extra money, and she said,

what do we need the extra money for?

I just couldn't tell her. Well, Murray,
I think you should.

No. Then quit that other job. Give her
the car when you've saved enough for the

down payment. But, Murray, please tell
Marie you and I are not having an

heard the latest scuttlebutt?

No, what is the latest scuttlebutt, Ted?

Mary and Murray.

They're not having an affair.

No kidding.

Two people in this newsroom are not
having an affair.

Hmm, got any more bombshells like that?

Call it, call it, call it.

I didn't realize you were busy. I'm not,
I'm not. Come in, come in.

Well, Mr.

Grant, I was just wondering if it would
be all right if I leave before the show

is over tonight to have something sort
of personal to take care of.

But if you say that it's not all right,
that will be all right. I don't know,

Lois. A lot of people seem to be taking
advantage of you lately.

One of these days, I'm going to ask to
leave the show before it's over.

You know, I just may take him up on
that.

Go ahead, Murray, and I'll hold down the
fort.

Thank you.

Anything else?

Well, it's about the Murray problem.

I don't want to hear there is a Murray
problem. But, Mr. Grant... No, no, no.

You handle it, not me. But that's what
I'm trying to do. Fine, fine. You just

ahead and do it. As long as it doesn't
involve me.

Murray, is he sleeping on his
typewriter?

Maybe he's just resting.

Or maybe after all these years of
pounding a typewriter, he finally got

and is looking inside it to see what
makes him go.

Mr. Grant, he's sleeping.

Mr. Grant, look, I don't usually go
trying into people's personal affairs,

before you get mad at Murray, there's
something you ought to know.

Murray is working nights driving a cab
to earn extra money.

Why didn't he just come and tell me he
needed more money?

Then I could have told him why... I
can't give it to him.

But see, Mr. Frank, he's trying to earn
the money so he can afford to give his

wife a really sensational 10th wedding
anniversary present.

I mean, isn't that just the darlingest,
the nicest thing you ever heard of?

Mary,

a man shouldn't have to go through what
he's going through to buy his wife a

present. Right.

A man shouldn't have to exhaust himself
driving a cab.

so that his work suffers and he gets
chewed out by a hard -nosed guy like me?

Oh, Mr. Grant, I'm just so glad to hear
you feel this way. Oh, I do, I do.

So you tell Murray to either quit that
other job or he's had it.

But, Mr. Grant... Mary, I have a
newsroom to run here, right?

Murray.

See? Just one little cat nap and I'm
fresh as a daisy.

Only six more days of this, Mayor, and
I'm home free.

Murray. Yes, Mayor.

Listen, I know you wouldn't have wanted
me to, but I told Mr.

Grant about your other job.

You did?

Yeah. See, I figured if he knew why
you've been so tired lately, then you

wouldn't be under so much pressure.

Mary, you're a doll. You're terrific to
do that for me.

What can I say?

Well,

you could say, Mary, why don't you mind
your own business?

What?

Mr. Grant said you've got to quit that
other job or you had it. You're kidding.

No.

Why couldn't I just leave bad enough
alone?

Mary, it's not your fault. You meant
well. Really, it's okay.

Yeah, well, now what are you going to
do? I don't know.

Either way, I lose. If I keep going for
the car, I lose my job here.

And if I don't go for the car, Marie
will never believe that you and I aren't

having an affair.

Hey, Marie, could you answer something
for me? Why does she think it's me?

I don't know. Who else is there?

Besides, she said I talk about you all
the time.

You know, it must be hard for a wife to
understand that her husband and a single

woman can be just friends.

Yeah, but we are.

I know.

Now, how could she think that you would
do a thing like that?

Oh, boy, I can't wait till next week
when I give her that car and see that

on her face.

Is she gonna feel rotten?

He's home.

Yes, wasn't it?

with anyone especially me because he's
not look Mary you might think that I am

just a little naive housewife but I know
what goes on in those newsrooms

And you should have seen the looks we
got coming out of the movie.

Marie, the thing is, you know, as
irresistible as Marie is, there are some

dumb women in this world who don't love
Yul Brynner, you know, or even Paul

Newman. And I guess I'm just one of
those women.

I told you, so you've got to promise me,
yes, you will never tell him, or I

can't tell you, and that's a shame
because it's a great secret. You're

love it. I will?

Yes.

Well, okay. I promise.

Okay. Murray has been driving a cab at
night so that he can buy you a new car

for your anniversary.

That's why he couldn't tell you.

Promise you'll never tell Murray I told
you or it'll ruin his whole surprise.

Oh, right.

I had to quit that other job before I
got all the money I needed.

Oh.

So I'm not going to get a car?

No, no, you're going to get a car.
You're just not going to get... What I

to say is, remember our second
anniversary in 1963?

And I wanted to buy you that new car,
but you said, no, you didn't think we

could afford it? Yes.

Well, I finally got you that car.

Just be going, sir.

I can, you know, see myself.

So, you know, goodbye.

On the local scene, a hotly debated
Tipler's tax caused considerable

the city council today. The proposed
heavy tax on liquor is certain to become

controversial issue during the upcoming
election in Champaign.

He did, Mr. Grant. He really did.

Look, here's a copy of the news copy.