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MORK:
Na-no, na-no.

Well, I guess that's all the time
we have for today.

I'd like to thank my guests,
Mary Snyder,

the author of the best-seller

I Bet You'll Ban Nuclear Energy
After Your Hair and Teeth Fall Out,

and also our local Rubik's Cube expert,
Tommy Nesbitt.

Thank you, Tommy,
it's been a wonderful week.

And as Wake Up, Boulder
completes its first week on the air,

I'd like to thank someone

who exhibited a great deal of faith
in this program and in my career,

our general manager
Miles Sternhagen.

And so this is Mindy McConnell
signing off for now,

wishing you blue skies
and green lights.

JAKE:
Don't just sit there, shake hands.

Pretend you just heard
something funny.

[FAKES LAUGHTER]

[INAUDIBLE DIALOGUE]

And we're out.

Well, it was nice of you to say
all those things about Sternhagen.

I'm sure it'll be a real comfort to him.

Why? What's wrong? Is he sick?

This show ought to be called
Wake Up, Mindy.

- Sternhagen's out, he's been axed.
- You're kidding!

No, we got us a new boss.

So you just polished
the wrong guy's apple.

He's such a jerk.

I did it! Turn on the cameras!
I'm finished!

Yeah? You're not the only one.

All aboard
for the McConnell Express,

now leaving for Anaheim,
Azusa and Cucamonga.

Oh, Pops,
it's perfect in every detail.

Look at that.
Little people, little horses.

All you're missing is a robber baron

and exploited Chinese labor going,
"I got to get to San Francisco."

Daddy, Daddy, can I be the engineer?
Can I, can I, can I?

Mearth… Mearth,
I think you just better watch me

for a while
so you can get the hang of it.

You know, I gave these trains
to Mindy over 20 years ago,

but she wasn't interested
in any toy that didn't cry or wet

or have a best friend
named Midge.

MEARTH:
You know something, Grandpops?

That was a very moving,
nostalgic speech.

Now, fork over the controls!

Oh, no! What a bummer!

Oh. Hey, Mearth, it's okay.
Oh, Mearth, Mearth, it's all right.

It's just a few loose connections
on the transformer.

It's old and it doesn't work very well.

You understand, son,
like the Nielsen ratings.

Hi. You'll never guess
what happened.

- They fired Sternhagen.
- Hi, hon. Big kiss.

Hold it! Come on now,
fork over those controls!

Put all the coal in the bag and start
shoveling the money in the fire.

Stop that, Daddy! Stop it.

We're playing trains,
and I'm brand-new to this.

You mustn't be a robber all the time
and do that.

Come on, let me get used
to playing with the train.

Come on now.

Come on, son, you had your chance
and you blew it really big.

- Now, come on.
- Hey, is anybody listening to me?

I mean, I think my career is more
important than playing with trains.

Mind, the 5:15's coming down the line.
If no one throws the switch,

Zeke's not gonna get
his mail-order bride named Gilda.

Will you turn that thing off
just for a minute?

Uh, we're sorry, sweetheart.
You're absolutely right.

Tell us what happened. Right, Mork?

Of course.
I should be the dutiful husband.

Besides, Zeke sent her
a phony picture anyway.

Mommy, I'd really like to help you,
but my hands are tied

because I have to experience
this railroad stuff.

I understand, sweetheart.
Anyway, they fired Sternhagen.

They just tossed him out on his heel
without a word.

Is there nothing sacred?

First The Ropers,
now Miles Sternhagen.

Mork. See, Sternhagen hired me.

I mean, he gave me my shot
at my own show.

Now I don't know
what's gonna happen.

Oh, honey, you're very good.
What you do on your own is very good.

You'll be just fine without him.

Mearth, don't you tie
that little family to the tracks!

Oh, come on!

Are you kidding, Grandpops?
They're only rubber.

Oh, come here, my little breadwinner.
Come on. You're upset.

You have to remember that the darkest
is always about 3 a.m.

Yeah, but, Mork, if you'd heard the plug
I gave Sternhagen on the air today.

I don't know, if the new boss heard it,
I could lose my job.

Oh, well, that could be a problem.

If you're out of work, I mean,
who's gonna pay for the food,

the rent, the bills,
and those little smoke pellets

for the engine over there?

- All aboard! Head them up!
FRED: Go ahead.

Go ahead. Good.

[INAUDIBLE DIALOGUE]

The way I see it, if you work hard
and do a good job,

- they'll always keep you around.
- Oh, yeah, you're right.

I'm really not that worried.

How's my hair?
Do I have on too much lip gloss?

JUDI: No, you look fine.
- Okay.

Mindy, what are you so uptight about?

So this guy Pierson is a hotshot

with a published thesis
on programming.

He's barely out of college.

And besides,
I'm safe in sportscasting.

There's always a stink
when they fire a minority.

Oh, I'm really not that insecure.

I mean, after all, Boulder does have
to wake up in the morning, right?

But not with you.

Ahem. Here comes our new boss.
The one wearing the retainer.

MINDY:
That's Pierson?

He looks more like
the general manager of a McDonald's.

- I think he's kind of cute.
- Who cares?

You know how I've lasted so long?
I've always kept my self-respect.

Never kowtowed to any of them.
Excuse me.

How do you do there, Mr. Pierson?
Jake Loomis, cameraman.

- Pleasure.
- Yeah, nice suit there.

You know, I've been with the station
for 29 years now.

I've got all the inside dirt
on everybody.

Jake, in all the world
there's nothing sadder than an old fink.

- You're fired.
JAKE: Oh, fine, great.

Well, let me tell you.

You're gonna meet the same people
on your way down

as you did on your way up!

Sonny!

Poor Jake. I feel sorry for him.

- And I don't even like him.
- Yeah, me too.

I wonder if I can get
his parking space.

May I have your attention, please?
Thank you.

I am Daniel Pierson,
your new general manager.

Now, first of all, I would like
to put an end to the rumor

that people are going to be fired.

That is not a rumor. That is a fact.

Tonight, I am planning an informal
but mandatory get-together

here at the station,
to share some of my ideas

and get to know
your families better.

So I want to make KTNS
the place to be.

At least, for some of us.

Well, let's all try to keep in touch,
okay?

- Sure, Mindy.
- Yeah.

Mr. Pierson. Stan Jackson,
sports at 6 and 10.

- Pleasure.
- Ooh, hey. Wow.

What a grip you got there.

You know, you'd look great
in a Broncos jacket.

Oh, there's something I'd like
to remind you of, I'm black.

Hi, I'm Judi, your weather person.

I'd like to welcome you
with a big KTNS warm front.

Heh. How sweet.
Heh. She's very sweet.

There's more where that came from.

Mind. Mind, Mind,
am I glad I caught up with you, hon.

Hon, I've got an important telegram

from a major news network
in New York.

- Mork, don't do this to me.
- Read it, hon? I have to sing it!

[MORK CLEARS THROAT]

[PLAYS PITCH PIPE]

[SINGS NOTE]

Five, six, seven, eight.

[SINGING]
We're looking for a newscaster

One who speaks quite well

And who doesn't wear a toupee
Like Howard Cosell

And if you've been through college

Please join our team
Signed Roone Arledge

[GIGGLES]

Mindy, is your parking space
any closer than Jake's?

[MINDY CHUCKLES]

Mr. Pierson,
that was just a little joke.

I'm Mindy McConnell,
employee, for now. Ha-ha.

This is my husband Mork.
He was just kidding around.

He's a little nervous about my job.

- Ha-ha-ha-ha.
- Oh, Mindy, please, don't apologize.

I want you to know
that I appreciate family concern.

Well, just this morning
my mom called me

to make sure that I had dressed warm.
Ha-ha-ha-ha.

Oh, ha-ha.

Well, Oedipus schmedipus,
Mindy really loves mama's boys.

Oh, Mindy,
I just love his sense of humor.

You be sure to bring him
to the party tonight.

I bet he can give me
a couple of pointers

- on where young people are at.
- Oh, I will.

- For sure.
- I will.

[MINDY CHUCKLES]

Don't you have to be leaving now,
honey?

- No.
- Think again.

You're right.

I should go home and wait
by the phone for those calls

that are gonna come
pouring in, babe.

Sweetheart, I'm gonna do for you

what Alan Hamel did
for Suzanne Sommers.

I think you already did.

- Well, you tell a friend.
MINDY: Heh.

Oh, no! No!

The train is stopped!
You bad engineer.

Daddy, come in here, please,
and make it work. Please.

Oh, what's wrong, son? Oh, where's
that happy face I know so well?

"Where's that happy face
I know so well?"

If you wanna see a happy face,
go see Annie.

If you wanna see my face, see this.

- Oh, little bulldog boy, no!
- Aargh.

Come on now, I'll fix the trains

and I'll make them run better
than Mussolini ever did, now come on.

Just tighten this little doohickey here,
this little doohickey there.

Ha-ha! And voilà, it's fixed!

Mr. Goodwrench, move over.
All right, now…

You know something, Daddy?
You're truly a superior being.

Oh, shucks, son.
Let's play this one together. Ready?

[BUZZING]

- Daddy?
- Yes, son?

Why am I talking to you
and looking at me?

Holy shazbot!

Wait, don't panic.

There's an explanation for this. There's
always an explanation for everything.

The only thing
I can't explain is this.

Why is it that Bob Hope
is still doing commercials?

Everything was fine until…

[GRUNTING]

Don't do that.

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

MINDY: Hey, Mork, are you there?
- I'll go.

MINDY: Can you open the door?
My hands are full.

It's your mother. Now, try to relax.

Relax and pretend nothing happened,
you understand?

It'll put her uptight,
so just relax and just…

- No, no. No, no, no!
- Cut, cut! No! Stop it!

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

What's going on here?

Little pooter. Mind, Mind, Mind.
Big kiss, big kiss.

- What did you say, Mearth?
- I didn't say anything, Mommy.

Oh, you stoolie.

Crossed minds.

I got a little taller, huh?
Right? Did I do good?

Why me?

You transferred minds
through a train set?

This is like a bad horror movie,
only I'm married to the mad scientist.

Mind, wrong body. I'm over here.

Oh, right.

- Um, well, how long is this gonna last?
- I don't know.

I don't know. Maybe 24 hours,
150 years. What do I know?

We gotta get to that party where
they have little crackers. Let's go.

- Mearth, look…
- Yes, Mommy.

Um…

Mearth, go upstairs to your bedroom
while your father and I have a little talk.

Oh. So that's the way it is.

He's in and I'm out.

You've asked for it once again,
Butchie returns.

I'll tell you something, son,
once and for all.

Don't do that.
Your face will freeze.

No! No. Who cares?

Who cares anyway?
It's not my body.

Ooh, you're a joke!

I'm hip.

- Okay, okay, Mind.
- Mork, sit down.

I'm ready, ready, kay-o.
Kay-o, kay-o. Going to the party.

It's late,
and we ought to get to the party

- as soon as we can, that's all.
- Go to the party?

Mork, I can't take you to the party
with that face.

Little pooter.
Mind, Mind, Mind.

About this face,
I wanna make something clear,

just as clear as your complexion.

Okay? Chances are the boss is gonna
come over to look at Mork, right?

Then take my body, please.

My job is hanging by a thread as it is.

I can't take Mearth to the party.
He's just a child.

That's true,
but I'll tell you something.

He's half a superior being,
remember that?

He'll be almost as good
as I would have been.

That's what I'm afraid of.

[EASY LISTENING MUSIC PLAYS]

Call this a party? Where's the cake
and the little party hats

and the pushy father
with the camera going,

"Stay by the bull,
stay by the bull"? No!

Mork… Mearth. Mearth, remember,
my job is at stake.

Now remember our agreement.

If you're a good boy
and you don't embarrass Mommy,

then I'll give you that note
to get out of gym.

- I'll try and act like an adult, Mommy.
- Okay. Good boy.

I think Mommy should do
all the talking, so shh.

[INAUDIBLE DIALOGUE]

Jake. Well, I'm glad to see you're back.

Stuffed mushroom, Mindy?

Boy, are you older than dirt.

Give me a break.
Ain't I had enough for one day?

Uh, no, thank you, but I'm glad
to see you're working again.

Yeah, well, this is just temporary.

I'm gonna ask Pierson
for my job back tonight.

If he says no, I'm gonna kill him.

Good evening, everyone!
Hey, thanks for coming.

And now, I would like to introduce you
to the future of KTNS.

Ju Ju.

Now, this is our morning schedule.

You will notice that the only
major change is the removal

of Wake Up, Boulder
and Kartoon Karnival

in place of our morning movie.

So, Mindy, Skipper Bill, you're out.

Don't worry, Mindy, he's dead.

Now, I am planning a powerhouse
opening for the new season.

To kick off the Monday movie,

you can look forward
to Ben Gazzara week.

So let's all pull together
and make KTNS

the biggest little independent station
in Boulder.

Mr. Pierson,
I think you've made a mistake.

And I'm not just saying this
because I am the host of the show,

but I really believe
that Wake Up, Boulder

is an important, vital program

and really performs a service
to this community.

Look, Mindy,
it's essential that you know

that what I've done has nothing
to do with you personally.

- It is strict economics.
- Well…

- You know, I like the Road Runner.
- Excuse me?

- Not now, not now.
- No, no, Mindy, let him talk.

I like to hear
what the general public has to say.

Oh, maybe not. Heh.

Well, I like the way
the Road Runner goes beep-beep.

And then I go beep-beep.

Are you saying
that a grown man like yourself

watches cartoons every morning?

Yes, I've seen Popeye 14 times.

And if you run it backwards,
it has an ending.

But, you know…

…basically,
what I really like is, like,

when the coyote paints a tunnel
on the side of a mountain

and then the Road Runner just goes,
vroom, right through the tunnel

and then when the coyote tries
to go through, vroom, boom,

he becomes two-dimensional.

I think…
I think what Mork is trying to say

is that he appreciates
an altered sense of reality.

You know, something that contrasts
the drabness of everyday life.

I knew that.

However, Mindy, I want you
to know that my morning movie

will accomplish the very same thing.

Bummer, this is not real.

What does he mean by that?

You don't know?

Well, heh, of course I know.

It's just a simple, um,
metaphorical approach to saying that

movies can only simulate reality,

while cartoons, by virtue
of their being so totally unreal,

create their own level of reality,
so therefore, ergo,

it only follows
that all that which is real

is that which is completely unreal.

Oh, I think I touched on that
in my thesis.

Oh, those are real.

Oh, that's brilliant!

Reality is direct personal experience.

Oh, Mindy, I had no idea
that your husband

was so perceptive about our medium.

Neither did I. Heh.

I want more, though.
I'm still hungry.

- Mm. Of course, you're still hungry.
- Unfulfilled.

PIERSON: Mm, unfulfilled.
- You got it.

You are still hungry because
TV menus are limited these days,

which is why people are hungry
for knowledge

and the exchange of ideas.
Right, Mindy?

Right. Right.

And it's up to our programming
to be able to relay to the public

information that will help
feed that hunger.

Like a talk show!

- What a great idea.
PIERSON: Hm-hm.

Yes, something really different.

I will call it Wake…

No, I will call it…

I will call it Stop Sleeping, Boulder.

Finally, something good.

Oh, it is, isn't it?

Gosh, I love this business.

Well, now, all I need
is the perfect host to make it work.

Oh. Oh, look, pretty,
right under my nose.

Right again, Mork.

What we need is someone
who can exude intelligence,

warmth and grace.

- Mindy?
- Yes.

- Until we find somebody, you're it.
- Oh, thank you.

Sure. Well, I've just created
my first show. Ha-ha.

Gosh, now I know
how God and Norman Lear felt.

- Mearth?
- Mm?

You are an amazing little boy.

You got Mommy back her job.
At least temporarily.

- I'm very proud of you, sweetheart.
- Thank you, Mommy.

But can we go home right now?

Daddy's shorts
are really riding up on me.

I'm talking major snuggy here.

Come on.

Okay. Fire one.

Now, Mearth… I mean Mork,

are you sure this reverse
energy process will work?

Well, as they say in French:

[SPEAKING IN FRENCH]

- Maybe.
- Well, now,

let's just keep a positive attitude.

I mean, it always worked
in Frankenstein.

Honey, I know
this hasn't been easy for you,

- but at least you got your show back.
- Yeah, that's true.

Actually, Pierson turned out not
to be such a bad kid after all.

He even gave Jake his job back,
after the bomb squad left.

I was glad to use your body.

I'm sorry I didn't wash it
before I gave it back to you.

Well, here goes.

Oh, great, Dad! Great.

You should work
for the Defense Department.

Oh, no, no, no.
Look, you just… You forgot to plug it in.

[BUZZING]

Oh.

- Oh. Little pooter, I'm back.
MINDY: Oh.

[MINDY CHUCKLES]

Come here. Mm. Oh…

Well, everything is back
to normal again.

I'm certainly happy for you kids.

I guess I'd better get…
Get off to rehearsal.

[IMITATES TROMBONE PLAYING]

Major bummer.

This is worse. Now I'm bald.

Look out.

Here comes the face.

MORK:
Mind, now come on, don't worry.

We'll switch them back, and after that,
maybe you and I can switch.

I've always wanted to be whistled at
by construction workers.

Oh!