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♪ Here's the story ♪

♪ Of a lovely lady ♪

♪ Who was bringing up ♪

♪ Three very lovely girls ♪

♪ All of them had hair of gold ♪

♪ Like their mother ♪

♪ The youngest one in curls ♪

♪ It's the story of a man named Brady ♪

♪ Who was busy with three boys of his own ♪

♪ They were four men living all together ♪

♪ Yet they were all alone ♪

♪ Till the one day when ♪

♪ The lady met this fellow ♪

♪ And they knew that it was ♪

♪ Much more than a hunch ♪

♪ That this group must ♪

♪ Somehow form a family ♪

♪ That's the way we all ♪

♪ Became the Brady Bunch ♪

♪ The Brady Bunch ♪

♪ The Brady Bunch ♪

♪ That's the way we became ♪

♪ The Brady Bunch. ♪

( knocking )

Yeah.

Hey, Dad?

Yeah, Greg?

Am I, uh, am I disturbing you?

( sighs ): No.

These could use a rest.

What's on your mind, son?

I've, I've got something I'd like to talk to you about.

Shoot, what is it?

Well, I think Mom ought to hear it, too.

Well, it sounds important.

It is.

It really is.

Okay.

Carol?

CAROL: Yes, Mike?

If you're free, could you come in here for a second?

CAROL: I'll be right there, just two minutes.

You, uh, you want to sit down?

No, I think I'd rather stand.

That serious, is it?

This could be

the most important thing I've ever had to say.

Maybe I better sit down.

Greg, come on. What's the problem?

I hope you both noticed

I haven't been getting

any younger in the last year or so.

Yes, we had noticed that.

Especially in the last year or so.

Good, because I started to think about my future.

Good. That's good thinking.

I don't see the problem, however.

Well, next month I'm 15.

And 16's coming up pretty quick.

Practically just around the corner.

Greg, 13 months isn't just around the corner.

Yeah, but they go pretty fast

when you're trying to save up for...

For what?

Well... a big thing in a guy's life.

Just how big is this "big thing"?

Pretty big.

Come on, spill it.

A car.

A car! Oh, no.

Not a new one, Mom.

Just a used one.

Look, a car is a car, Greg.

Now, I was worried enough when you got a bicycle.

Now really... Honey...

Calm down. Calm down. It had to happen sometime.

I suppose you figured out how you're going to pay for it?

Sure. That's how I got to thinking about my future.

Now, what I want to do is

start working part-time after school.

Doing what?

Something that'll help me

with what I want to be when I'm grown up.

I gave it a lot of thought.

And what did you decide?

I've decided I want

to be an architect.

Like you, Dad.

An architect, like, like me?

Well, that's really very nice, Greg.

When can I start work where you work?

Where I work?

I thought I could get a job there after school.

I'd learn a lot about architecture.

Well, yeah, he's right, Mike.

Well, I think that's a very good idea.

Yeah, I guess I could talk to Mr. Phillips about that.

Will you, please?

Yes, yes, I will.

Thanks. Wow, I can hardly wait to tell Randy.

CAROL: Hey, w-wait. Randy?

Who's Randy?

A girl in school. I promised to take her

to the first drive-in movie I drive into.

Thanks again.

There it is.

That's the kind of car I'm going to get.

Those others are super, too.

Pick one out you like and I'll buy it.

Could you buy the magazine first?

It only costs 50 cents.

I already have this one at home.

I was just showing her something.

When do you get the new issue?

Tomorrow.

Would you like to leave a deposit?

I'll pick one up after work.

I mean, if I get that architect job.

I think architects are out of sight.

What are you going to build?

I don't know yet.

It's going to be something important and big.

Gee.

Like the pyramids, maybe

or even bigger.

Golly.

Yup.

That's the kind of car I'm going to get.

Can you afford it?

It's brand new.

Well it is now.

By the time I'm allowed to drive

it will be two years old.

I like to do my shopping early.

Hi, Dad.

Hello, Greg.

Well?

Well, I discussed it with Mr. Phillips

and the guys in personnel and, uh...

you start to work tomorrow after school.

I do? Terrific.

Remember your promise, Greg. If your school grades

begin to suffer because of this...

They won't, Mom, I promise.

Dad, what do you think we'll build together first?

Build together?

Will I be your assistant?

No, Greg, not exactly. I think probably at first

your duties will center mostly around cleaning up the office.

Cleaning up?

Greg, you can't expect to start at the top.

I know. That's really the bottom.

Oh, now, listen, you're going to be making

deliveries on your bicycle--

blueprints, drawings, revisions--

and that means a great deal of responsibility.

It does? Great. Yes, it does.

And you can start by delivering this to my den.

Isn't that something?

Wants to be like his old man.

Yeah, cleaning up around the office.

And I start working tomorrow, Randy.

That car's getting closer by the minute.

Well, I guess I'll talk to you tomorrow.

All right. So long.

You through? We want to watch TV.

Hey, I was just coming to look for you guys.

What for?

To let you in on a really good deal.

Like what?

My new car.

JAN: What new car?

The one I'm going to buy next year.

I thought maybe you'd like to save up

part of your allowance each week.

To help you buy a car?

That you're not even going to get for a year?

What kind of a deal is that?

You want to ride in it, don't you?

Sure, we do.

After you learn to drive it.

Well, driving takes gas, and gas takes money.

Why don't we just save up for the gas?

Well, then you wouldn't be a partner in the car

and you wouldn't have the pride of ownership.

We'd own the gas.

Okay, if that's the way you want it.

25 cents a ride.

You've got a deal.

Uh, Gregory?

Yes, Dad?

We just empty them. We don't polish them.

Okay?

But I like your enthusiasm.

Oh, hi, Mr. Phillips.

Hello, Greg.

Nice boy.

Cleans a mean wastebasket.

Yeah.

Mike, your revised designs

for that low-cost housing development are excellent.

Thanks, Mr. Phillips.

Let's hope the planning commission thinks so, too.

I'm sure they will.

Just be sure you make duplicates.

And you better put a rush on it-- there isn't much time left.

I'll get them copied right away.

I think Forest Printing

does them as fast as anybody.

Right.

Uh, Greg?

Come in here a minute.

Yes, Dad?

You can hang up your dust rag, son.

I have something more important

for you to do.

Important?

Okay, just name it.

You get these designs over to Forest Printing

12th and Sunset, right away.

And, uh, you can go home from there. Okay?

Got you, Dad.

Greg, be careful with them.

They're important, okay?

You can count on me.

Good.

Hi, did you get that new issue of Car Sport?

Mm-hmm.

But I've got some new rules.

To look or to buy costs the same: 50 cents.

I'm buying; I got a job.

Well, good.

I've got a dollar here someplace.

Here.

Thank you.

Here's your change.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Guess who?

Who cares? Do it again.

BOTH: Mmm...

Hi, honey, where's the other half

of Brady and Son?

You mean Greg isn't home yet?

Was he supposed to be?

Yeah, an hour ago.

He was going to deliver some designs

and then come straight home.

Oh, well, he probably ran into a buddy or something.

Hi.

What's wrong, Greg?

You delivered the designs, didn't you?

Well, I got to the place

like you told me, and they were gone.

Who was gone?

The designs.

Gone?!

They must have fallen out someplace when I wasn't looking.

You didn't stop anywhere along the way, did you, Greg?

No... I mean, only at the newsstand.

To buy this?

You didn't lose this, though, did you?

I'm sorry, Dad.

So am I, Greg.

I'd better call Ed Phillips.

I went back to the newsstand, Mom,

and I looked everywhere, honest.

I guess someone must have picked it up

or... street cleaner came by or something.

Well, anyone can have an accident, Greg.

But I'm afraid this is going to be a costly one

for your father and Mr. Phillips.

You don't think I'll lose my job, do you?

Well, I hope not.

We'll just have to keep our fingers crossed.

In baseball they never kick a guy off the team

just 'cause he made one error.

No, I'm sure I can, Mr. Phillips.

I've got the original sketches here at home.

Yeah, no, I think if I work all night tonight

I can have them ready by tomorrow for copy.

Yes.

No, no, I understand.

No, I'm sorry, too.

Yes, I'll tell him.

Thanks, Mr. Phillips.

Well, if you and Alice keep

the coffee coming all night long

and whack me with a stick occasionally...

But Mike, what about Greg?

Well... Mr. Phillips suggested that I make

other arrangements for deliveries from now on.

But it was his first day.

Carol, you can't blame Mr. Phillips.

Greg had a big responsibility, and he blew it.

But, Mike...

Honey, look, please, not now.

I got a lot of work to do, huh?

Coffee, please, plenty of coffee.

Yeah, plenty of coffee

and a big stick to whack you with.

Just remember, Mike Brady,

in baseball, they don't throw a man off the team

just because he makes one fumble.

( chuckles )

It's not fumble. That's error.

And I know all about that.

Well, how do you want your coffee?

Black, please, and with a smile, hmm?

Ah...

( sighs )

Greg?

Yeah?

I just wanted to tell you

how sorry I am about what happened.

and loosing your chance

to be an architect and everything

Greg: That's okay.

What are you going to do?

I don't know.

Maybe instead of being an architect

I'll go into something easier.

Like politics.

I guess that means you

won't be getting your own car.

I was talking to Randy Peterson yesterday.

Oh great!

I suppose you told her all about

what happened.

Boy she'll really think I'm a goof.

I wouldn't do something like that.

Oh sure you wouldn't!

Boy, that's the last time

I'll try to be nice to a goof

even if he is my brother.

Come in...

I'm in...

Thanks Alice.

Mrs. Brady told me about what happend to Greg

poor kid.

Alice I'm sorry but I don't

have any time to discuss Greg right now.

Found this on top of the trashcan

I guess getting his job back

is more important to Greg right now than his car.

Okay Alice,

whatever you want to say, say it?

But make it fast.

Remember when I first went to work for you?

Yes.

And I got the soap powder mixed

up with the startch, and your

shirts didn't wrinkled they bent?

Yea, I think one of them broke.

You gave me a second chance

Mr. Brady.

I get the point.

Now get out of here will ya,

I got work to do.

Yes sir!

What are these for?

That's my doll bank, to help

save up for the gas for your car.

And that's Bobby's piggy bank.

My pig holds more 'cause it has a bigger stomach.

Anyway, here, there's 85 cents worth

of rides in your car in there.

Thanks, but there isn't going to be any car.

Isn't that why you're

working for Dad after school?

Hey, it's after school right now.

What are you doing here?

I thought you all knew. I won't be with Dad anymore.

I was fired.

Busted?

I guess our deal's off.

You know, these are even better

than your others.

( yawning ): Oh, thank you.

Maybe we should have you work nights more often.

( chuckles ) I appreciate it, Mike.

And we still got enough time to get them copied.

Uh, Mr. Phillips?

Yes, Mike?

You know, I'd really like to use my son, Greg, to deliver these.

Mike, you know, I like the boy, but...

Mr. Phillips, I think it's important that he knows

that I haven't lost faith in him.

He's taken it that hard, huh?

Well, he has.

You know, it could have been our fault...

the designs fell out of that cylinder.

Caps have never been too tight.

I refuse to answer

on the grounds it might incriminate me.

All right, Mike.

I just hope nothing goes wrong this time.

I'll accept full responsibility.

No kidding?

That's great, Dad. I'm on my way. Bye!

Dad got Mr. Phillips to give me another chance.

Hey, that's great!

Mr. Phillips is really out of sight.

Your dad's pretty far out, too.

He's the greatest!

Oh, I've got to get over there fast!

So long, Mom!

Bye.

Now, you know where to go?

Of course, Dad: Forest Printing at 12th and Sunset.

And remember, now, the shortest distance between two points is?

A straight line. A straight line, right.

Don't worry, I got a good, tight grip on them.

Well, not too tight, son.

You can leave a little room for a little circulation.

I won't let you down, Dad.

Okay, I'll see you at home.

( metallic clank )

Oh, great!

Just great!

Hi, Greg!

Oh, hi!

Greg Brady, isn't it?

Yeah.

Hi, Mr. Peterson. Hi, Randy.

Hi, Greg. I understand you're in

the architect business with your dad.

Yes, sir, I'm delivering these important designs

for him right now, if I ever get there, that is.

My chain broke.

Can I give you a lift?

Gee, would you?

Why don't you put your bike in back.

You'll get it later.

Great!

Hey, thanks a lot, Mr. Peterson.

You sure saved the day.

Sure.

Tell Daddy about the pyramids

you're going to build, Greg.

Pyramids?

Well, that was just

sort of talk, Mr. Peterson.

I just meant something real big like that.

Thanks for the lift, Mr. Peterson.

You're welcome, son.

Pyramids?

I'll pick up my bike

at your house later, Randy.

Okay. Bye, Greg.

Bye-bye.

Hey, Mr. Peterson!

Randy!

Mr. Peterson, stop! You have my designs!

I got to find your husband, Mrs. Peterson.

My whole future's in the back seat of his car.

Randy's drama lesson.

Where? Campus drama school.

Right, thanks a lot.

Campus drama school.

Now, Randy, let's try it again.

Remember, I'm your mother and that I'm very upset

that a girl your age is receiving flowers

from a total stranger.

Yes, ma'am.

There you go.

Hi, Mom!

Where did you get those flowers?

From a boy named Jeff.

Aren't they super?

You are much too young

to be receiving flowers from a stranger.

Much too young.

Greg?

What are you doing here?

Excuse me. I've got to find your father.

He's got the designs I was delivering

in the back of his car.

Oh, he dropped me off

and then he took his car to the garage

to have some work done.

Thanks, thanks a lot! Sorry.

( ratchet wrench thumping )

Uh, sir?

Mister?

What is it, kid?

I'm looking for a Mr. Peterson.

Well, he ain't here.

Sir? Mister?

Do you mind, kid? I'm busy.

But I left something important in the back of Mr. Peterson's car!

Well, he left; he isn't here.

Do you know where he went?

No... but, kid?

Yeah?

His car's right inside there.

Around the corner.

Gee, thanks, mister. Thanks a lot!

Oh, it's 6:30.

The printing shop was closed a half an hour ago.

I better call.

I'm not going to break that promise.

What promise?

Well, I promised myself

that I was going to trust my son...

without checking up on him.

He should have been home by now, right?

Right, yes, he should have.

Well, he couldn't lose those designs again.

He couldn't do that.

Would you tell me he couldn't?

He couldn't.

A little louder. Convince me of it.

Oh, Mike, you're getting all upset.

Hi, Dad.

Hi, Mom.

Everything okay?

Sure.

The designs-- did you, uh...

you delivered those okay?

Of course, Dad, no problem.

I've got to go wash up for dinner.

( sighs )

There, you see?

You didn't have to break your promise.

Yeah, it's kind of funny.

He's a pretty mature kid for 15.

Yeah, and 16 is just around the corner.

With its cars...

So is 40.

Maybe around your corner, but not my corner.

Hey, Mike, how about a movie?

There's a good picture playing at the Elite.

Okay, sounds like a good idea.

Hi.

Do I look okay?

( whistles )

Boy, you look groovy.

I take it you're going to spend

some of your hard-earned salary

on Randy Peterson, huh?

No, we're going to stay

at her house and watch some TV.

That's not much of a date for Randy.

Well, she understands.

She's knows I'm saving for a car.

She must be very understanding.

She is, and I appreciate it.

Okay, good night, son.

Good night.

Not too late, Greg.

Yes, Mother.

Well, shall we get going to that movie?

Listen, why don't we, uh...

you know, stay home and... watch television?

What?

Yeah.

But you said...

Oh, come on. Don't complain.

Remember, we men appreciate understanding women.

You!