All language subtitles for family_affair_s01e21_once_in_love_with_buffy

With Mr. French and Sissy gone, who's
going to be our babysitter?

But you were going bowling.

Well, I guess I'll just have to go
bowling some other time.

We could stay with ourselves if we were
older.

If we were older, we could go out like
everybody else.

All right, go on, get your pajamas on.
Then you can come in the living room.

I think he'd rather go bowling.

George? Yeah, Bill.

Listen, I can't go bowling tonight.

Well, there's some kind of mix -up about
who's supposed to stay with the kids.

It looks like I'm stuck with them.

Right. Okay, next week. Right, George.
Bye.

Hi. Uncle Bill, I couldn't reach this
button.

I thought so.

Hello?

Yeah, Eve, how are you? What's
happening?

No, not tonight. I'm stuck with the
kids.

Sure, any other time.

I'll call you. Okay.

Uncle Bill, why do they call it
piggyback?

I don't know. They got me.

They ought to call it people back.

Good night, Uncle Bill.

Good night, Pard.

We had a real nice time here with you.

We all had a real nice time.

Good night, Jody.

All right, miss.

You're next. Where to?

Puppy's bedroom, please. And don't spare
the horses.

I heard that on TV.

No.

Give me those things.

Night.

Uncle Bear?

I'm sorry.

What are you sorry about?

Sorry you got stuck with us.

Well, honey, you're stuck with me, too.

57 statues.

And they were hardly wearing no clothes.

Any clothes.

When we don't wear clothes, you say
we'll catch a cold.

So you will. At any rate, I hope you
learned something.

We learned it's okay not to wear
clothes.

If you live in a museum.

Aunt Fran just dropped by to say hello.

Aunt Fran!

I'm glad to see you.

No gladder than I am.

How about me?

You too, Jody. You're a little man.

I can't be a man.

I don't sing.

Oh, this is Mrs. Higer, Mr. French.

Buffy lived with her for a while. How do
you do, Mrs. Hugga?

How do you do?

Uh, where's Uncle Harold?

Uncle Harold is in Boston, and he'll be
here on Tuesday. And he is very anxious

to see you.

He is?

Why?

Buffy, that's not very nice.

It's all right, Bill. Buffy and Harold
didn't get along.

But Buffy...

Uncle Harold has changed. A lot of
things have. You'll see.

Want to say hello to my turtle?

Remember Mrs. Beasley?

Oh, of course.

I want to say hello to that dear Mrs.
Beasley. Bill, will you excuse us?

Sure.

It is a wonderful place to visit.

But you wouldn't want to live here, huh?

I wouldn't want to bring up children
here.

Bill, I'm sorry that we gave up Buffy.
It's the real reason that I came to New

York. I'd like to have Buffy back.

Fran, you can't bat a kid back and forth
like a tennis ball.

I realize that now.

And it will be permanent, and I'd like
to take Sissy, too, so that the girls

be together.

What do you figure to do about Jody?

Well, my sister Helen lives just a block
from us, and she's waiting to hear. If

you say the words, she'll come to New
York, pick up Jody, and the children

practically be together again.

I don't get it, Fran.

When you brought Buffy here, you
couldn't unload her fast enough.

Well, things have changed.

Harold has a new job. It's an important
job, and we've moved into a larger

house, and I even have a housekeeper
now.

An Indiana version of French.

You expect me to just give the kids up
like that?

Bill, it can't have been easy for you, a
bachelor with three children.

We manage.

Well, there must be times. Sure there
are times.

When you wish that you could get out
from under.

That's right.

It's not important what I wish.

The question is what's right for the
kids.

All right.

Now let's look at what I have to offer
them.

A house, a normal family life, a mother.

As children are better off with a
mother.

Yeah, I hear that from somebody every
day.

If there's any doubt in your mind, why
don't we see how the children feel about

it? How we feel about what, Uncle Bill?

Little pitchers have big ears.

Catchers, too?

Even bigger.

Bill, why don't I take the children out
tomorrow and give me a chance to talk

with them?

Sure.

Tomorrow I have to go to Peter
Reimheimer's birthday party.

Well, that just leaves us girls.

Sure, us girls can go shopping. or
something. Aunt Fran, you can advise me

a formal.

Mr. French doesn't approve of double
banana splits.

We'll just keep it our little secret.

That movie was awful sad, Aunt Fran. I
ruined my makeup crying.

I liked it, too.

It was just like TV, only you don't have
to go out tomorrow and buy something.

Something tells me that between Jody's
party and Mrs. Higer's excursion with

girls, nobody's going to be very hungry,
and I don't think I'm very hungry

myself. I anticipated that, sir. A light
repast is in order.

Well, French, you ought to know this.

The Higers want the girls back.

What was your decision, lad?

Well, I'm a little better off now and in
more comfortable circumstances.

Mr.

Higer seems to have mellowed somewhat.

At least, that's what Fran tells me.

He must have, if he's consented to rear
not one child, but two.

One of the other relatives wants to take
care of Jody.

And then there were nuns.

Buffy, Sissy, how would you like to go
home with me?

I mean to live with me in Terre Haute
all the time.

Buffy, we have a big new house now.

Lots of rooms. Each of you could have
your own bedroom, and there's a backyard

to play in, and a tree with a tree
house.

Would Uncle Bill live there with us,
too?

No. Uncle Bill and I have already talked
it over, and of course he will miss you

for a while, but he wants to do what's
best.

Aunt Fran, we don't mind living in New
York.

We like it.

Even when we got nothing to do, there's
lots to do.

I know that living with Uncle Bill has
been wonderful. It's like one big

vacation. But you have to think about
growing up now. All the years ahead. And

you can't expect a bachelor like Uncle
Bill to devote the rest of his life to

you.

But he doesn't seem to mind.

And we try not to get in his way.

You see, lots of times we do get in his
way.

Lots of time to get stuck with us.

Of course, honey, too nice to say
anything, but it just isn't fair.

Do we have to be fair?

Of course you do.

But leave him?

All three of us?

When you get older, you can visit him.

I'd do my best to make you happy with
me.

But what about Jody?

Jody will live with Aunt Helen in the
very next block.

Aunt Fran, can we think it over?

Well, of course you can.

Have you had enough?

Her eyes are bigger than her stomach.

I guess I'm not very hungry.

Well, on the other hand, the kids might
not understand it.

This could be the best thing for them.

Well, you're quite right, sir.

Children have a positive passion for not
knowing what's good for them.

Just leave the final decision up to
them.

Yes, I see, sir.

And may I say, sir, I'm confident of
their decision.

Do you know how much I love being with
you?

Hi. Oh, Bill, we had a simply marvelous
time.

Aunt Fran told us all about her friends
back in Terre Haute.

And, Bill, I told them how very much
Uncle Harold and I want them.

And I told them all about our big
backyard and that tree house.

Well, that sounds pretty good to you.

Yes, sir.

And, Bill, they have their own private
bedrooms.

Oh, you'd like that, huh?

It... It would be good for Sissy.

Sissy?

Oh, well, I suppose it would be nice for
Buffy.

Oh, Bill, it's obvious what would be
best for everybody.

Sure.

It's for you to decide, Uncle Bill.

If everybody would like for us to go and
live with Aunt Fran.

Well, a private bedroom is very nice.

I guess you better go ahead.

Good. It's all set up.

When would we have to leave?

Uncle Harold will be in Tuesday night,
and we'll leave Wednesday.

I'll tell Mrs.

Beasley.

Yeah, she'll have to decide, too.

No, she won't.

She stays wherever I am, because she
loves me.

Sissy, let's go look at your wardrobe
and see what we ought to buy in New

French, I don't think... Well, I guess
you never know what's going on in a

mind.

It would appear not, sir.

I'm sorry.

Well,

it won't be long now.

You think we forgot anything?

If we did, Uncle Bill can send it.

I said goodbye to all my New York
friends.

Roger said he's going to write every
day.

Just like homework.

Sissy, could I have another shoebox?

Jody, how many did your turtle eat?

This is for a goldfish.

Are you taking a goldfish with you?

No, I'm going to wrap it up and give it
to Mr.

French for a goodbye present.

Jody, you can't keep a goldfish in a
shoebox.

He'll die.

He's dead.

Okay, then.

Jody, it was real nice living here with
you for a while.

When we grow up, we'll find some way to
be together.

So nobody can keep moving us around.

We'll get it, Mr. French.

Hello, Buffy.

Hello, sir.

Uncle Harold.

Harold, sir.

Hi, Uncle Harold.

Hello, Judy.

How are you, Harold?

Hello, Bill.

Well, we came directly from the airport.
Harold was so anxious to see them.

Well, come on in. Oh, no, no, thanks. We
just stopped off to say hello.

I'm expecting some calls at the hotel.

Oh, you sound pretty busy.

Well, I can't complain.

Don't you want to come in and have a
drink?

No, thanks.

I just wanted to be sure there were no
slip -ups.

Harold, we've agreed that it's the best
thing for everybody.

So we'll be here early tomorrow morning
to pick up the girls.

And as the fellow says, Bill, speak now
or forever hold your peace.

What does that mean?

Well, honey, that means that... It means
you've still got time to change your

mind if you want to.

Thank you.

I'll just hold on to my peace.

That's our girl.

We'll see you tomorrow.

So long, Bill.

So long.

No, sir. But I understand Mr. and Mrs.
Hager are on their way, sir.

Well, I'm not exactly looking forward to
saying goodbye.

If I may say so, sir. I never really
thought the children would defect.

Goodbye, Jody.

But it isn't time yet.

Bye, Buffy.

Even if we don't live with each other
anymore, ever again, we'll

still be twins, won't we?

I promise.

Aunt Fran said Sissy would forget what
Roger looked like.

Maybe she will.

Will you forget what I look like?

I don't think so.

Here's me, though you won't.

Thank you, Jody.

It looks just like you.

And this is a goodbye present.

I thought the goldfish was for Mr.

French.

I'd rather you had it.

I think Mr.

French would rather I had it, too.

Goodbye, Buffy.

Goodbye, Jody.

Don't forget me!

Well, they'd better hurry so we don't
miss the plane. Harold has the taxi

waiting. French has got all her bags
downstairs, so don't worry.

Goodbye,

Uncle Bill.

to take care of Buffy.

You

going

to take care of Sissy?

Yes, sir.

Be a good little girl?

Yes, sir.

You stop that.

You're not going to act like a crybaby.

I don't want to go, even if you can't go
bowling because you're stuck with us.

What do you mean, bowling?

I don't want to go either.

You don't, really?

We love you, Uncle Bill.

Buffy, what about that backyard and that
treehouse?

We'd rather have an elevator than Uncle
Bill.

Could we stay?

We'd try not to be in the way.

Kids, I'd like to see anybody take you
away.

Uncle Bill, could I stay, too?

Yes, you too, Jody.

Hooray!

Bill, we discussed all this sensibly.

Uncle Bill, please don't be sensible.

Buffy.

Fran, I'm sorry.

No, I'm not. I'm glad.

Well, I'll send French back with the
luggage.

Bye.

Bye, friend.

Uncle Bill, you're stuck with me again.

Me too.

And with me.

You know something?

I like being stuck.