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♪ There is more to life than what you're living

♪ So take a chance and face the wind

♪ An open road and a road that's hidden

♪ Brand new life around the bend

♪ There were times I lost a dream or two

♪ Found the trail and at the end was you

♪ There's a path you take and a path not taken

♪ The choice is up to you my friend

♪ Nights are long but you might awaken

♪ To a brand new life

♪ Brand new life

♪ Brand new life around the bend ♪

Hello, everybody. I'm home.

Hello.

Hello. I'm Angela Bower.

I'm Norman Bevins.

I live here.

I don't.

Um, I know Mona.

Oh! Doesn't everybody?

Pardon me,

don't you find those shoes restrictive?

Oh, no. Actually, not these, no.

I do have this pair of red pumps

that, sort of, pinch me...

Will you excuse me for a moment?

Why is there a barefoot man in my living room?

The kitchen floor was too cold for him.

That is Norman. He is the number one

designer of shoes at Hadley's.

But I don't know, somehow or another,

lately he's lost his enthusiasm.

He's also lost his shoes.

I know. Norman is the toughest case of my career.

Oh, well, Mother, I'm sure you can handle it.

And after all, you're the best personnel director

that Hadley's has ever had.

That's true,

but then, of course, I'm the only one they've ever had.

See, I thought I was making real headway with Norman.

Everybody was so looking forward to his new design,

and then...

What do you think?

Hmm?

If Tina Turner goes out for the Knicks, you got the shoe.

What's with this guy?

Well, if you ask me,

I would call it a classic case of repressed creativity.

How do you know that?

Mona told me.

See, we were right in the middle of a session

when the factory closed for the night

and I don't know, he just seemed so depressed,

I... I hated to send him away.

Mother, may I make a suggestion?

Yes, dear?

Well, since he's here, maybe he should talk to somebody

who's outside of the shoe business.

Someone who's successful.

Someone who's leading a full well-balanced life.

That's a great idea.

Come on, Tony.

The little one goes to market.

Uh, Norman.

Norman, I believe that you know Angela and Tony.

Yo, Norman.

And I thought, Norman, that we

should all have a little chat.

Oh, Mona, I don't wanna lay my problems on these people.

I'm sick of designing sensible shoes.

Shorter heels, thicker soles, more support, drabber colors.

I'm telling you, it's the bland leading the bland.

Norman would like to add some meaning to his life.

Uh, what... What you do is so important.

Shoes provide a wonderful service for humanity.

She's right, you know.

Without them how would you cover up the holes in your socks?

Shoes don't make holes, people do.

Okay.

Norman, do you know what I think?

I think that you need variety in your life, huh?

I mean, take Tony...

Tony, for example, I mean, all day long he scrubs,

Pretty amazing, aren't I?

I don't like baseball,

and I wouldn't wanna be president of anything.

Except maybe Uganda.

Call me crazy.

Uh, no, Norman, I would never do that.

You see, in my profession, we have much longer words for it.

The point is, Norman,

there's a great big beautiful world out there.

All you gotta do is open your eyes and see it.

All I see are cowhide uppers.

Come on, Norman, you must have other interests or hobbies.

Music, literature...

An ant farm.

Well, now that you've brought it up,

there is one thing I always dreamed of.

I guess you'd call it a secret fantasy.

Does it involve high-heeled sneakers?

All right, Norman. Come on, share it with us. What is it?

No, you're just gonna laugh.

Hey, no, no, no, hey, hey, ho. What? Are you kidding me?

You're among friends here, come on.

All right.

Do you see it?

No, no, no. Here, here.

My resemblance to Clint Eastwood.

Which movie?

All of them.

Ever since I saw him blow that guy away in Dirty Harry,

I always dreamed of being a serious actor.

Well, Norman, why don't you follow your dream, hmm?

The Fairfield Community Theater is always looking for talent.

Yeah, this spring, they're doing Death of a Salesman.

I could do death.

This summer...

This summer they're doing Barefoot in the Park.

You're a shoo-in.

Oh, you've really got me excited now.

Oh! Norman...

Here.

Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.

Thank you, all.

You made my day.

Dirty Norman.

♪ Ba da da da da dum

♪ Ba da da tadadum

Bravo!

-Bravo! -Oh!

He's gonna be the best dancer in the whole

-school dance club. -Now that's...

Because my daughter's teaching him all my moves, hey.

How about another number, Sam?

Gee, Jonathan, do you think you can afford it?

You're already in the hole for a buck 50.

A buck 50?

Dips were extra.

It's all your fault!

I've never seen this lady before in my life.

And look, the kid's got blue eyes.

You're Mona Robinson, aren't you?

Yes.

I'm Mrs. Norman Bevins.

This is my son, Clint Bevins.

I just stopped in to let you know

that you've ruined our lives.

Oh, now, now, be calm, be calm. Come on.

Let's just start at the beginning.

I'm Mrs. Norman Bevins.

This is my son, Clint Bevins.

-I just stopped in to... -I... I meant...

I meant, from the part where I ruined your life.

Norman followed your advice.

He quit his job

to follow his dream.

Oh, no, you mean, he went to Uganda?

No.

Hollywood.

Oh, that's worse.

Libby, I don't understand how Norman could just

fly off to Hollywood without advance notice.

He went stand-by.

He... He wanted Clint and me to come.

Oh, but California's no place for us.

All those earthquakes...

Mud slides...

Sushi bars.

Hey, let me hold the baby.

This... This way you could cry with both hands, all right.

Hey, what do you say, buddy boy?

Hey, what could I say? I'm good with kids.

Kookety-kookety-kookety-koo.

Well, I guess that says it all.

Have you spoken to Norman since he left?

Yes, but it's no use.

He won't come home.

I'm so worried.

All those beautiful starlets throwing themselves

at my husband.

You know, I saw Hollywood Wives.

Libby...

Libby, I think you should talk to Norman in person.

You mean go to Los Angeles?

Yes!

Oh, I, I couldn't do that.

It's such a big city.

Well, New York is a big city, you've been there,

-haven't you? -No!

What now, counselor?

Would you like something to drink?

Ooh, oh, she's good.

She's good.

Oh, uh, oh, no, I, I don't drink.

Well, I meant tea or coffee.

Those are stimulants.

Water?

Too many chemicals.

Do you have a diet cola?

I'll help you, Mother.

Life stinks.

Okay, you hold your nose.

We'll try and get through this together.

Angela, Angela, what have I done here?

I mean, I have ruined an employee's career.

I've torn his family apart.

Why did I ever get involved in this in the first place?

Because it's your job, Mother, and because you care.

Well, maybe I'm no good at my job.

Maybe I can't do anything.

Maybe I should go into advertising.

Mother, if this were my problem,

you'd know what to do and you would tell me.

I would, wouldn't I?

What would I say?

You'd say, "You sure made a mess of things,

"and it's your job to go straighten it out."

Uh-huh, and I'd be right, too.

Then what would I say?

And then you would say,

"You're a competent person.

"You get on that plane and you go out to California

"and you talk to Norman."

I am brilliant, aren't I?

Anything else?

Yeah, you'd probably top it off with a joke about my hair.

Oh.

You know, it's really very good advice,

and I'm glad I thought of it.

Uh, no, never mind.

All right, that about wraps it up, buddy.

Hey, here you go, Clint.

He's all right. What a big boy he is, uh...

Here.

Libby.

Libby, I want you to pack your bags.

We are going to get on a plane

and we're going out to Hollywood,

and we're going to bring Norman back.

We?

You mean, you'd go there with me?

Well, of course I would.

Would you go alone?

No, Libby. I need you.

Norman is out there being tempted

by bouncing beach girls and shapely starlets.

We've got to get out there and fight fire with...

...whatever we've got.

Maybe you're right.

Oh! Oh, but I can't take Clint on the plane.

Oh, Libby, Clint will be fine. You will be fine.

Air travel is the safest form of transportation.

Oh, but what if he cries during the movie,

and they ask me to step outside?

Uh, don't you know anybody here

that could help take care of him?

Oh, I... I have no other family other than...

...Norman.

Well, I know somebody who's great with children.

Somebody who's experienced, responsible and mature.

What's everybody looking at?

♪ Me and my shadow

♪ Strolling down the avenue

Hey, here's a little feather.

You wanna dust? Here, you dust. Come on.

Clinton, can you dust?

Can you?

Ah, tell you what, how 'bout pillow plumping?

Can you plump pillows?

Look at this here, from underneath, plump-plump-plump,

plump-plump-plump.

Can you say "plump"?

We'll work on it.

Let's take a break, huh?

Coming in for a landing.

Wee!

How's that, huh?

You know Clint, you're not too talkative.

How 'bout this? How 'bout this?

There once was a baby named Clint,

whose belly-button didn't have any lint.

How about this, uh...

How 'bout this, here.

♪ Hush little baby

♪ Don't say a word

♪ Tony's gonna buy you a mockingbird

♪ If that mockingbird don't sing

♪ Tony's gonna buy you a diamond ring ♪

I hope the bird sings.

Can't afford the ring. You get it?

Hi, Tony!

Oh, hi, Angela!

What are you doing home so early?

Early? It's almost lunch time.

Come on, it's not even noon yet.

How can you leave your place so early?

Because I am the president.

Oh, I see you found Jonathan's old cradle.

-Yeah. -Yeah.

-You remember when you used to rock Samantha? -Yeah.

Well, we didn't... We didn't really have a cradle,

but my daughter had the best laundry basket

in the neighborhood.

Except on wash day,

when we have to move her to the dresser drawers.

Was that thing tough to rock.

Oh! Look.

Look what I bought for my special boy.

Look, he likes it!

Oh! Aww...

You have the cutest little eyes, and

the cutest little nose,

-and the cutest... -Angela! Angela!

-...little tummy-wummy. -Angela! Angela!

You're making a fool of yourself.

Oh, oh look, you dwopped your wittle ducky-wucky.

Come on, Libby, come on, don't worry

we'll get him back.

Mona Robinson always gets her man.

It's too late.

He's already in a real Hollywood movie of the week.

Norman...

Sweetheart...

I need you.

This must be his big entrance.

Here's a super sandwich for a super star.

It's about time.

Where's my pickle?

Isn't it in there?

No.

And this isn't corn beef. This is pastrami.

You call yourself a gofer?

He's not even an actor.

He's just a flunkey.

Well this is gonna be easier than I thought.

We're gonna have him out of here and back

on the next plane.

Libby, you're here.

I want you to come home.

Are you kidding I got a great job at a real Hollywood deli.

Did you see who just talked to me?

She's a big star.

She knows Sally Struthers.

Norman, I am a counselor

and I don't want to get too technical on you,

but you're acting like a jerk.

Mona, what about the dream?

Norman,

if you wanted to quit your job and deliver sandwiches,

well, what's wrong with the deli back home?

Because they don't have a sandwich

named after Pernell Roberts.

Libby, this is Hollywood.

I'm making important contacts,

I am meeting artistic, sensitive people.

You call this a script?

I wouldn't line a bird cage with it.

Get me the producers.

And stop fussing with my hair, you little twit.

Isn't she something?

No inhibitions.

Norman, this is crazy.

Mona, didn't you ever do anything crazy before?

Well, a lot of people think everything I do is crazy.

Like, for instance,

when I went back to college at my age,

a lot of people thought I was one brick short of a load.

Of course, they did like the way it was stacked.

Norman,

where is my pickle?

What should I do?

Oh, to hell with it,

Hadley's can get another shoe designer.

Norman,

look, if this is what you really want to do

with your life, well,

I say, go for it.

Libby?

Come on, Libby,

shoes were meant to be a pair.

Well,

go give the lady her...

Pickle.

I love Hollywood endings.

Okay, ready, here we are.

All right now wait, wait... Toe-knee.

There you go.

You get this now,

listen now, listen again, listen again.

This is your toe and this is your knee, it makes Toe-knee.

You get that...

All right, let's try it one more time.

Toe-knee.

Tony.

Come on, come on, say it,

come on, anybody can say it.

ANGELA: Tony!

See?

Hi, ya, baby.

Hi, yourself, cutie.

I was talking to Clint.

Can I feed him?

No, come on.

No, please, please, really.

Last time before Norman and Libby come and get him.

All right, all right, all right.

Little surfer boy is off to California, huh, kid.

and you will get a big surprise!

-I can't believe this. -What?

Babies going for that cutesy stuff.

Let me show you how this is done.

Let me just show you.

Loaded with delicious.

Packed with flavor.

ANGELA: Oh!

Action-adventure is in.

Hey, did you hear that?

What?

The kid just said Tony.

I don't think so.

No, Angela, I'm serious.

I think he's getting ready to say it again...

Hey, it's a start.

Tony, you know, you are wonderful.

Look how you do everything for this baby.

You know, you would make a wonderful mother.

-Angela, what about you? -You dash in from the office,

spend a minute with the kid, make a mess.

You'd be a great father.

I'm going to miss having a baby around.

Yeah,

it's kind of fun having someone to do housework with.

Hey, Angela, you,

you ever think about having another one?

A baby?

I'd love to,

but how?

I'll tell you later,

not in front of the kid.

TONY: Who's the Boss? will be back in a moment. Stick around.

I guess we won't be needing this stuff for a while huh?

I guess the next baby around here will be Samantha's.

What do you mean? I'll kill him.

In several years when she gets married.

You'd be a grandfather.

Grandpa Tony.

I like it.

Oh, it sure is quiet around here without the Clintster.

She put me out of business.

How can you sell it when

someone's out there giving it away?

Grandpa, do you, still have a tango in you?

I think I got one.