All language subtitles for family_ties_s01e12_oops

I bet we've been together for a million
years.

And I bet we'll be together for a
million more.

It's like I started breathing on the
night we kissed.

And I can't remember what I ever did
before.

What would we do, baby, without her?

What would we do?

And there ain't no nothing. We can't
love each other through.

What would we do, baby, without her?

Sha -la -la -la.

I'm going to need the car tomorrow
night. I've got a meeting of youth for a

economy. Still working on that MISA
payment go -to -prison legislation?

Debt happens to be a serious problem in
this country, Dad.

It's a serious problem in its home by
the looks of its bank statement.

Elise, I'm not sure about something
here. What's that?

Unless I'm mistaken, you gave $50 to the
mafia last month.

Oh, only that's mothers against
fluorocarbons in the atmosphere, I

You think?

I'm sure. But just to be safe, if a guy
named Fast Eddie calls, hang up.

Well, I don't want to tell you guys how
to spend your money, but I feel this

whole fluorocarbon issue has been
exaggerated.

Exaggerated fluorocarbons are ruining
our atmosphere.

Yeah. Okay, okay, I admit air is kind of
important, but we're talking about the

convenience of the American consumer
here.

What would life be like without
hairspray, without deodorant, without

repellent? Maybe he has a point. If we
didn't have spray paint, everyone would

be forced to do graffiti by hand.

I'll get it!

Get what?

Wasn't that the doorbell?

I didn't hear anything. Oh, well, I'm
expecting Cindy to come over, and I have

to know the minute she gets here,
because we're going to study, and we

want to be disturbed.

We'll try and resist.

Jennifer, don't read while you're
walking.

Well, it's nice to see someone reading a
good old -fashioned book around here.

What have you got there? Charlotte's
Web? Winnie the Pooh?

Treasure Island?

Our bodies ourselves.

What's a book like that doing in this
house?

There's nothing wrong with this, Alex.
It's just a health and sex manual for

women. It just doesn't seem right. A
bunch of women writing about stuff that

should only be discussed in a men's
locker room.

Lighten up, Alex.

Mom, I really looked like that when I
was born.

Red, wrinkled, and bald.

And, boy, I really improved with age.

I keep it up.

might be gorgeous.

What are you doing with that book? I
don't see a book.

You came in my room when I wasn't there,
didn't you? You started snooping

around. You took it off my desk.

I didn't take it off your desk.

I got it from your top drawer into your
diary.

Jennifer, you know better than to go in
your sister's desk.

I know.

I'm sorry.

But I needed the book. I had a question
about jogging bra.

in childbirth? Just last week you were
studying dental care.

It's an honors class.

We move fast.

Mallory. Hi, Cindy.

Hi. We have to talk.

Maybe Cindy has dental problems.

So what are the test results?

I'm pregnant.

Oh, wow.

Pregnant.

I can't believe it. It just doesn't seem
possible.

The woman at the clinic said she wished
she had a nickel every time she heard

that.

I don't know what to do, Mel. I'm
scared.

Well, what'd the doctor say?

You have blue cross?

I'm not sure I'm ready to be a mother. I
mean, you have to change diapers?

yourself.

Can you imagine Fred Burroughs as
somebody's father? I mean, this is the

guy who took the wet pay signs off the
bleachers and hit the hamster at Mr.

Keeper's desk.

Maybe he's matured since then. I don't
think so. The hamster thing was last

week.

I know how hard homework could be.

Thought we could use a snack.

No, thanks.

So what are we having, girl talk?

It's more like woman talk.

So what are you going to tell your
mother?

Nothing. I've just decided I'm going to
keep a low profile for the next nine

months. Good luck.

Come on, I can't talk to her. You know
how my mother is.

Oh, I wish you were more like your mom.

Well, do you want to talk to my mom
about it?

Maybe. Do you think she'd help?

Can't hurt to try.

Okay.

about that she's going to kill me. Don't
worry. You can stay here if you have

to.

What's going on? Oh, Mom, Cindy needs to
talk to you.

What is it, Cindy?

Well, I don't know how to say this.
She's pregnant.

That does it.

Oh, Cindy, I'm so sorry. Are you sure?

I'm positive.

And so is the test.

Miss Keaton, this is the worst thing
that's ever happened to me.

Oh, honey, you must be so terrified. Can
I help?

I don't know.

I'm so... confused.

I don't know whether to have an abortion
or put the baby up for adoption or keep

it.

Maybe I should just dye my hair, change
my name, move to Kansas and bring it up

with my kid sister.

What do your parents say?

Well, there's really just my mom and I
haven't told her yet.

I just can't face her right now.

Well, you're welcome to stay here
tonight.

I don't know if I could face her
tomorrow.

We can stay here as long as you want. My
mom and I would love to help you.

Right, mom?

It would love to help you, honey, if I
don't think staying here will solve your

problem. I think you should talk to your
mother.

Are you kidding?

You don't know my mother. I mean, she
doesn't even let me read Cosmopolitan.

Yeah, she can't talk to her. You know
what mothers are like.

Yeah, I've heard.

Honey, look, this problem is too big for
you to tackle by yourself. I really

think you should go home.

I'd still rather stay here for eight or
nine years.

Mom, she can't go home.

Look, I know it's not going to be easy,
but she's got to do it. Honey, if it

were you, I'd want to know about it.
Mom!

Okay. Okay, I'll try it your way, but...
But, I mean, my mom's unreasonable.

I mean, she got upset when she found out
the prom was co -ed.

I thought I heard someone down here.
What are you doing up, Mallory?

Oh, I can't sleep. I'm too worried about
Cindy.

I just came down for a little snack.

A little snack?

Turkey sandwich, ice cream, chocolate
cake. Some countries don't eat that

Okay, I overdid it.

But I'm worried about Cindy.

And when I'm worried, I eat.

Well, of course you're worried about
her.

Cindy and her mom are going through a
tough time, but they'll work it out.

I don't know.

Why don't you go upstairs and get some
sleep?

I'm sure you'll hear all about it from
Cindy in the morning.

Okay.

Good night, honey.

energy. It's a long walk upstairs.

I can't believe this thing with Cindy.

I mean, I still think of her as a little
girl who used to play with Mallory.

She's not a little girl anymore.

I know.

And neither is Mallory. She's the same
age as Cindy.

Yeah? Well, they're in the same class.

They're in the same crowd.

I'm worried about her.

Look, Cindy and Mallory are two
different people.

Okay.

Maybe I'm overreacting, but I don't
think Mallory should be allowed out of

house until she's 35.

Stephen. Okay.

30.

Kids are growing up too fast. Half the
teenagers in America are sexually active

today. I mean, what's going on with
these kids today?

Wait a minute.

Do I sound like Alex?

Yes, Stephen.

Look.

In the 60s, when all these changes were
coming about, the new honesty between

men and women, a healthy, open attitude
towards sex, I thought they were

positive. I still believe that.

But now that I have a 15 -year -old
daughter, some of those beliefs are...

the window?

On the ledge.

Well, you wouldn't want things to go
back to the way they were when we were

kids, would you? It was terrible.

Boys trying to get reputations, girls
trying not to get reputations.

Just who were the boys getting
reputations with?

At my school, it was Betsy Hogan.

I heard of her.

Okay, you're right.

Things weren't fair back then, but at
least there were guidelines.

Oh, we were ignorant and scared.

Don't you think it's a good thing that
kids know more about sex today?

Well, sure. I want Mallory to know more.
I just don't want her to do more.

We have a great relationship with
Mallory.

All we have to do is keep the lines of
communication open.

I still can't sleep.

You've been gone a minute. Did you try?

I didn't actually get into bed.

Well, sometimes that can help.

I'm just too worried about Cindy.

You sure you're not just hungry?

Yeah,

I think I'll call her.

Mallory, it's pretty late to call.

Actually, I'm pretty sure they're not
getting much sleep over at their house

either. Why don't you go ahead, Mal?

Hello, Mrs. Sullivan?

Hi, this is Mallory.

I'm sorry to call you so late, but could
I please talk to Cindy?

What?

No, I don't.

Yes, of course I will.

Goodbye.

What's wrong?

Everything.

Cindy and her mom got in a fight and she
ran out of the house. She's been gone

for hours and her mom doesn't know where
she is. That's terrible.

Of course it's terrible, and it's your
fault. My fault?

Wait a minute. Don't blame your mother.

Why not?

She's the one that suggested Cindy go
talk to her mom. We told her her mother

wouldn't understand.

If you hadn't butted in like that, we
might know where Cindy is right now.

I didn't butt in. Cindy asked me to
help, and I only did what I knew to be

right. Oh, you did, huh? Did you listen
when we said she couldn't talk to her

mother? No. Did you let her stay here?
No.

Well, I'll tell you one thing. When I
grow up and have kids, I'm not going to

act like a mother.

She's got blonde hair.

She's about 5 '3". Yeah, that could be
her.

No, no, I don't think she'd be wearing a
mask and flippers.

No, no, thanks anyway. Goodbye.

Well, she's not at the library.

The YWCA. We've tried the airport. We've
tried the bus depot.

I guess there's nothing left but the old
run -down bars and nightclubs.

Well, that's where girls like Cindy wind
up, don't they?

Smiling their painted smile, swaying to
the sound of a honky -tonk piano while

some Joe pours out his life story over a
cup of cheap whiskey.

That's it. No more late movies for you.

Now, just a minute, Alex. What do you
mean, girls like Cindy?

She used to be a very nice girl. She
comes over here for a little advice and

support, and now she's missing through
no fault of her own.

Look, Mallory, I know you blame me for
this, but...

Can't you see that she had to tell her
mother? Well, fine. Couldn't she have

told her gradually?

Gradually? Yeah, like started out with
something like, Mom,

I met a boy.

Daddy, can I go to the movies with
Percy? They're showing an old movie at

village. I think it's called Bye Bye
Birdie. But you went to the movies the

other night.

Please, Daddy, I love Little Birdie.

I don't think you should go.

I just don't think that a girl should
try and hide her pregnancy from her

mother. Wait, wait a minute. Can we not
discuss this in the kitchen?

I mean, sex is not something you should
talk about in front of a wholesome

breakfast.

Alex, I find your attitude a little
disturbing.

I mean, your father and I don't want you
or your sisters to feel that you can't

talk honestly and openly about sex with
us.

Oh, boy.

So, Jennifer, you don't want to miss
that movie.

You need some popcorn money?

I'd rather stay here and talk openly and
honestly about sex.

Popcorn, bonbons, chocolate bars?

Throw in the juju piece and I'm out the
door.

You got it.

I just don't know what you're making
such a big deal about. Sex is a

process brought on by emotional urges.

Sex is nothing to get excited about.

I mean, sex is nothing special.

Yeah, Alex, if it's nothing special, why
do you keep hiding Playboy behind your

copies of Business Week?

I don't hide them.

I keep them alphabetically, and Business
Week comes before Playboy.

I can't just sit around here and worry
about Cindy anymore.

Let's go look for her.

Maybe she's at the park. Maybe she's at
the playground.

Let's get our coats and go. Alex, stay
here in case she calls.

Come on. Got it.

Hello, Sergeant Samuels?

Yeah, this is Alex P. Keaton.

You probably remember me. I was junior
mayor for a week.

I don't know. I thought meter maids on
horseback was a good idea.

Well, get taller meters.

Anyway, I'm looking for a 15 -year -old
girl.

It's very funny.

She's pregnant.

Marry her? I hardly even know her.

Never mind. I think I know where to find
her.

Hi, Cindy.

Hi. Excuse me for a minute.

Hey, she's here.

So, uh, what's new?

Should I boil some water?

Are you okay? Yeah, I'm okay.

Still pregnant, but other than that, I'm
fine.

looking for you.

Well, where have you been, anyway?

I walked around the mall.

I sat through Annie two and a half
times.

And I ended up in the pinball arcade.

Your mother's very worried, Cindy. I
think you should call her. Why should I

call her? She'll just yell.

You don't know that.

Look, you can't blame her for being
angry and upset when you told her, but

had time to think about it.

Yeah, time to get even madder.

And time to calm down, too. Look, I
think the two of you need another

don't you?

I'm not sure.

But I know I can't face her alone.

Well, if it'll help, I mean, if it'll
make it any easier, maybe you can ask

to come over here.

Will you and Mallory be here with me?

Sure.

Dad and I will be here, too.

Of course, we're flexible on this point.

Cindy, does your mom drink coffee?

Yeah, I guess.

Well, maybe that'll make her too
nervous.

Uh, does she drink tea?

I think she likes herb tea. Do you guys
have any? Are you kidding? What's her

favorite herb?

Better wait and ask when she gets here.
Honey, just sit down and relax. I can't.

I just know the minute that she walks in
there, she's gonna go, Cindy, how could

you do this to me?

Give her a chance, okay?

Don't answer that!

Go ahead.

Hi. I'm Elise Keaton. Lynn Sullivan.

Please come in. I'm sorry we couldn't
meet under better circumstances.

Hello, Mallory.

Cindy, I'm so glad you're all right.

How could you do this to me?

Cindy, we're going home.

No, Mom. You said on the phone that you
were going to come over here and we were

going to talk.

All right.

We'll talk.

Please, sit down. Sit down now. Make
yourself comfortable.

So, Mrs. Sullivan, what's your favorite
herb?

Would you like some herbal tea?

No, thank you. We won't be staying long.
I've already said all that I have to

say to my daughter.

She's already said she was pregnant, and
now it's my problem, right?

Well, actually, I think it's both of
yours.

How long has she been going out with
this boy, anyway?

I don't know.

Mom, why don't you ask me how long I've
been going out with him?

Apparently one night too long.

Do you see what I mean, Mrs. Keaton?
We're not getting anywhere here. She's

listening to me.

Can you talk to your daughter?

Well, we try.

We have our occasional differences.

But we talk. You know, we try to get
things out in the open.

Well, Cindy's problem is out in the
open, that's for sure, but that doesn't

solve anything. It doesn't change the
fact that she's pregnant, that she's

a mess out of her life. Oh, thanks a
lot, Mom. So what you're saying is

I've made this mistake, I've ruined
everything?

I have no hope, no future, my life is
over?

Is that the best you guys could do?

Look, Jen, I don't think this is the
time for show tunes.

Let me go on a limb.

You don't want me here, right?

Well, I'm going to my room. I'll be down
when I'm 18.

Okay, let's go back. Where were we?

My mother just said I had no future and
my life was over.

Well, maybe we can go back to before you
were yelling at each other.

We got to go back to when I was in third
grade.

Oh, I wish we could.

At least then things were under control.
I knew what you were doing, where you

were, and who you were with.

Well, I'm not a little girl anymore,
Mom.

I have to have my own life.

I can't deal with you hanging over my
shoulder every second, trying to control

everything that I do. Well, look what
happens when I don't. Oh!

I just wanted to make things better for
you.

What are you talking about, Mom?

Well, when I was a kid, I made all the
wrong decisions.

Really?

Yeah.

I don't think I spent more than two
nights in a row at home. I wouldn't talk

my parents.

I thought I knew everything.

I got into a lot of trouble.

My life was a mess.

That's what I was trying to protect you
from.

I just didn't want you to go through
what I went through.

Well, I'm going through it now, Mom.

And I need you.

I need you to listen to me, and I need
you to help me.

I'll try.

Come on, Cindy, let's go home.

Got a lot of talking to do and decisions
to make.

Thank you for everything.

What do you think Cindy's going to do?

I don't know.

At least she won't be spending any more
nights playing pinball.

Mom?

Yeah?

I'm really sorry about the way I blew up
at you last night.

That's okay. You were upset.

You hadn't let it out at someone, and I
think I was just in the direct line of

fire.

That's what moms are for, right?

Only sometimes.

You know, this whole thing with Cindy
has been so painful and difficult.

I so much don't want what happened to
Cindy and her mother to happen to us.

So I want you to know that...

You can always come to me, and I'll try
to be flexible and understand your point

of view.

Can I have my own apartment?

Not in your life.

And then what happens?

Well, you get taller, and your hips get
bigger, and you suddenly become much

more interested in boys.

Anything else?

Well, you can wear a halter top and have
it mean something.

So that's all there is to puberty, huh?

Well, I condensed the chapter a bit for
you, but that's basically the way it

goes.

Don't you two have anything better to do
than read that stuff?

You know, Alex, I think you could learn
a lot from this book.

Huh?

Mallory, could you show me some of your
halter tops?

I don't want to be caught unprepared.

So that's how that works.

Sit, Ubu, sit.

Good dog.