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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. ♪

Mom! Mom! Listen! Listen!

My goodness. Okay, okay...

Really great news. Guess what.

What?

We're in the glee club.

That's wonderful!

They had tryouts today, and we were picked.

JAN: Listen to us.

♪ Oh-oh... ♪

♪ You take the high road ♪

♪ And I'll take the low road ♪

♪ And I'll be in Scotland afore ye. ♪

Hooray for the Brady singers!

Hi, Bobby.

Hi.

Why the long face?

He didn't get picked for the glee club.

Billy Mingus said Bobby couldn't carry a tune

if it had a handle on it.

Oh, yeah?

Sue Barry said he sounded like a frog.

( imitating frog ): Croak, croak.

All right, Jan. That's enough.

Would you like an apple?

No thanks.

How about some cookies?

I'll bet you'll like a great big dish of your favorite ice cream.

I don't want anything.

Aww come on Bobby cheer up.

You have a very nice voice.

Well it probably just isn't the type of voice the Glee club needs this year.

You really like my voice?

Listen you can sing for me antime.

I can?

Yes sir.

♪ You take the high road ♪

♪ I'll take the low road ♪

♪ And I'll be in Scotland ♪

♪ Before Yee ♪

Thats...really not bad at all Bobby.

I sound aweful.

Aw come on honey, look at the bright side.

Well you know when boys get older their voice change.

And i'll bet when yours changes, you will have a brand new voice.

Yeah...and It might even be worse.

Honey, Daddy's home.

Hello, son.

Hi, Dad.

I'm sorry about your

not getting in the glee club.

That's okay.

They didn't need a rotten singer.

( chuckling )

I'm sure you're not that bad.

Ask Mom.

Of course he isn't that bad.

Yes, I am.

I may not sing good, but I hear good.

Just because you aren't a great singer

doesn't mean you aren't musical.

Maybe you should play an instrument.

That's right. How about trying one?

Like what?

Well, any instrument you want.

There must be one you like.

Maybe there is.

Why don't you ask

your music teacher about it tomorrow?

That's what I'll do.

I'll pick an instrument tomorrow.

Good. Now go wash up for dinner.

Have you heard him sing?

Yes.

And?

That was a very good idea you had

about the instrument.

He's terrible.

You think you can take

the Blue Devils Saturday?

Take them? We'll knock their horns off.

Guess who's helping us

at football practice today?

Who?

Deacon Jones.

Oh, don't give me that.

Deacon Jones is all-pro.

He plays with the Rams.

Yeah, but he's a friend of our coach.

They played high school football together.

So Deacon is going to give us a few tips.

Son of a gun.

Deacon Jones.

Let's go, Peter.

Come on or we'll be late.

Okay, I'm coming.

Don't tell me

they're on the team, too?

Come on.

We have glee club practice first,

then I go to football practice. See ya.

Peter!

Yeah?

You forgot something.

Your helmet...

and your left shoe...

and your right shoe.

( horn honking )

Hi.

Hello, Alice.

I picked my instrument, Alice.

I'll go tell everybody.

I never saw him so excited.

It's done wonders for his morale.

What did he pick?

Behold...

Drums?

Well, I'm not so sure

what that's going to do for our morale.

Well, his music teacher encouraged him.

She said that he had exactly the right qualifications.

Oh, what qualifications

does a kid need to play drums?

A mother with a station wagon.

You're offense, you're defense.

You've got to move quick.

You got to keep moving.

You've got to hit, and drive through the quarterback,

and then drive straight ahead. Got it?

Got it, Deacon.

All right. Go!

That's hitting it, Larry. That's it.

Gee, the Rams could sure use you.

Hey, Ted, what time is it?

Aw, that's about it, Deacon.

Afraid he's got to go, fellows.

( all moaning )

I'll be back, fellows.

I've got to go practice with the big guys.

( saying good-byes )

BOY: Coach!

Coach, sorry I'm late.

It's all right, Pete.

I want you to meet Deacon Jones.

Deacon, this is Peter Brady.

Hi, Peter. Hey, you've got a pretty good grip.

What position do you play?

End. Offensive end.

That's bad news for fellows like me.

Take it easy.

I will. Good-bye.

You missed it, Pete.

The stuff Deacon taught us was great!

Where were you?

I was at glee club.

It took longer than I expected.

You're kidding.

Glee club?

What's the matter?

You spent the whole time

sitting around with girls?

What do you mean, girls?

There's guys, too.

But they're songbirds.

Yeah. Canaries.

Sure. Football is for boys.

Hey, guys, did you hear?

We've got a canary on our team!

( derisive laughter )

You know I think those drums really take Bobby's mind off not getting in the the Glee Club.

Yeah and you know the kids were really very sweet.

They made a big fuss over them.

I hope he doesn't get discouraged.

You can't learn to play a musicial instrument in a day...takes a lot of practice.

(Drums playing)

( shouting over drums ): Like you said it takes a lot of practice.

[Singing]

( over drums ): How are we supposed to practice.

You can hear those drums all the way to walk lomans.

Right now I wish Bobby was in the Glee club.

I wish he was in walk loman.

Hi kids!

Hi mom!

How is it going?

It isn't mom! We can't even hear outselves sing.

I am going to tell Bobby to knock it off.

Thats just why I came in here.

To tell Bobby to knock it off!

No sweetheart...to remind all of you how important those drums are to Bobby.

Now he was very upset when he didn't into the Glee club.

Now he's so happy to be going something musical.

Musical?!

Promise me you will try to be patient and understanding ok?

Ok.

Ok, I got football pracetice anyway.

Cindy?

Ok.

( shouting over drums ): It really means a lot to Bobby!

We're sure not going

to get much homework done, Mom.

Well, I know it's hard,

but let's try not to hurt his feelings, okay?

( drumming continuing )

Aren't you going to study anymore?

Yeah, under the hair dryer.

It'll be quieter there.

( shouting over drums ): What's for dinner?

What?

Dinner!

Thanks!

I'm glad somebody thinks I look thinner!

We have to straighten this out!

Yes, dear, but we started it.

Oh, yeah, we did, but...

( drumming )

Well, maybe after a few more lessons.

You honestly think a few more lessons

will improve him?

Honestly?

Yeah, honestly.

Let's go in and talk to him.

I'm getting good, huh?

Well, actually, Bobby... uh...

I'll get even better with more practicing.

More practicing?

Some guys practice eight hours a day.

Listen to this.

( playing pop music )

( turns off stereo )

Whoa!

( sighs )

I sure am glad

you wanted me to play an instrument.

( chuckling )

We did, didn't we?

That we did.

I got a groovy beat, huh?

Well, Bobby, you play just fine

for a beginner.

Funny. Just what I was going to say.

Gee, thanks.

( drumming continues )

Come on, let's go.

I wouldn't want to hurt the star on the glee club.

Cut it out, Larry.

I've been taking it from you guys all afternoon.

Aw, he got his feelings hurt.

Freddy, how about you?

No, I wouldn't want to ruin your beautiful voice.

Jimmy?

No, you might sprain your ankle.

Then you wouldn't be able to reach your high notes.

( all laughing )

All right, you guys.

We don't need canaries on our team.

Maybe he could stand around and sing songs while we play.

Peter can be a pom-pom girl.

( laughing )

( drums playing loudly )

Can we go to the library tonight?

To do your homework?

Yeah. It's the only place we can study

and get away from the drums.

You ought to try it in the closet.

It's not bad at all in there.

All right, kids.

See you later.

Bye.

I don't know how we managed to collect so much stuff.

These emply boxes can go out Alice.

I hate to say it, Mrs. Brady.

The more I hear Bobby play,

the more I'm convinced that drumsticks are for turkeys.

At least it's better here than in the kitchen.

Anyplace is better than the kitchen.

It's directly in the line of fire.

I'll get rid of these.

Oh, Alice.

Bobby hasn't improved at all, has he?

Mrs. Brady, every day he plays just a little worse

than the day before.

And today he's playing like tomorrow.

Oh, hi, Alice.

Mom, can we go over to Linda's?

To rehearse for the glee club?

The drums.

JAN: Yeah.

Linda's house is three blocks away--

out of the noise belt.

Can we go?

Sure, kids. Run along.

Oh, come on, Pete.

We're going over to Linda's.

Not me. I'm not going.

But you have to.

I'm not going.

JAN: Come on.

But, Peter, don't you have to practice?

Who can think of singing with all that banging going on?

I might as well

quit the glee club.

Complaints are coming in from all precincts.

I mean, Peter might even quit the glee club

because of Bobby's drumming.

I've got a solution to Peter's problem.

In fact, I have got a solution to everybody's problem.

You have?

Did it ever strike you

that a musician should have his own studio to practice in?

See? you got the whole garage.

Well, out here, you won't be disturbed

by telephones all the time.

And your brothers and sisters

won't be in your way, either.

It's kind of like the music room at school.

This is kind of like your own private studio, huh?

Boy, that's neato.

Have fun.

Well, how about a coffee break?

Hey, good idea.

Careful. It's hot.

Ow.

Well, how's it going with Bobby out in his studio?

( chuckles )

Good. At last I can concentrate without that beat-beat

of the tom-tom clogging up my head-head.

Well, I think we've finally solved the problem.

Oh, Peter.

Hey, come in, son.

You can practice at home now.

Yeah, it's certainly quiet enough now.

I don't feel very much like singing.

Huh?

You mean you're still thinking

of quitting the glee club?

Tomorrow, I guess.

Well, I thought you said it was Bobby's drumming.

I guess it's not really because of Bobby.

Oh?

It's because of the guys on my team.

Football team?

They think singing's for girls

and canaries.

Well, what's that supposed to mean-- canary?

I don't know.

I think it's a chicken that can sing.

( chuckles )

That's why you're leaving

the glee club?

I guess so.

Listen.

Before you decide,

you better give that some more thought.

Don't you quit

for the wrong reason.

But they keep teasing me.

Well, so what?

I don't think you're a canary

because you sing in the glee club.

Huh?

You make up your own mind.

Why couldn't you play football and still be in the glee club?

Yeah, I could do both, but I think I better quit.

Oh, Mike, he loves the glee club.

Yeah, I know he does.

( phone rings )

I'll get it.

Hello.

Speaking.

Yes.

Uh... yes, I understand,

but it's still kind of early yet.

Yeah, of course.

Right.

Good-bye.

That's one of the neighbors about Bobby's drumming.

Oh, well, there's always one crank in the neighborhood.

( phone rings )

Hello. Yeah.

Well, so much for the great outdoors.

( loud drumming )

Carol, we've been patient,

but now we've got to do something!

Look, Mike, if he can't practice,

he'll have to give up the drums.

He'll be crushed!

It's not going to crush him.

It may dent him a little bit.

Oh, Mike, couldn't we wait just a little...?

It's not fair to the eight other people in this house!

Or the neighbors... or the city.

( chuckles )

Or the state.

I suppose you're right.

Yeah, well, we'll simply have to tell Bobby.

It's not fair to the rest of the family.

Okay. We'll tell him in the morning.

Good night, honey.

Good night, sweetheart.

No, let's tell him tomorrow after school.

Why ruin his whole day?

Oh, yeah, no need to ruin his whole day.

Boom-boom-boom.

What?

I said, "Boom-boom-boom."

It's that drumming that keeps going through my head.

Just, "Boom-boom-boom."

Oh... oh, hey...

Just try as hard as you can.

That's all your coach

and your team can ask of you.

And that's all you can ask of yourself.

Let's see how our pass defense

is coming along.

Peter, you play offensive end.

You, Larry, you're defensive end.

Let's go.

Oh, boy, I get the canary.

( snide chuckles )

Cut that out, Larry.

When the ball's snapped,

he'll probably stand up and sing.

( derisive chuckles )

Never underestimate your opponent.

This guy will be a cinch-- he's a songbird.

Not anymore. I'm going to quit the glee club.

You think this guy can't play football because he sings?

Sure. You know, singing's for canaries-- sissy stuff.

I sing. Am I a sissy?

You? Gosh, no, Deacon.

Matter of fact, we've got a group on our team.

And we perform when we're not playing football.

I didn't know that.

If singing was sissy stuff,

we'd be missing a lot of good men in sports.

That's right.

Rosie Grier, he sings.

I don't know anybody brave enough to call him a sissy.

Not even me.

Then there's Joe Namath,

and another pretty tough fella named Joe Frazier.

I don't think you have to quit singing

just because you think it's sissy.

No, I guess not.

Let's play football.

Let's have a little action here.

Go get him, Tiger.

Hi, honey.

( drums playing loudly )

Don't tell me. Let me guess.

Bobby's home.

Straight through the house, and straight for those drums.

I think it's time

we had our little talk with him.

Oh, I'm with you.

I'll be late for practice.

Looks like you just finished!

( drumming stops ) Looks like you just finished.

I mean glee club.

I thought you quit.

Nope. Did you know

there's a lot of guys who sing

that aren't sissies?

Deacon Jones, Rosie Grier, Joe Namath.

Would you call them sissies?

No. Not for the life of me.

Guess what.

Now there's a lot of guys on the team trying out

for the glee club.

I better hurry or I'll be late.

Well, what do you know about that?

( drumming resumes )

Let's go have our talk.

I'll try and be gentle.

Hi.

Hi, Bobby.

Hello, son.

Your mother and I would like to talk to you.

Sure. I want to talk to you, too.

You do?

Well, I wanted to ask you...

well, if... gee, I hope this doesn't make you mad.

What is it, Bobby?

Well, I know how much

you wanted me to be a drummer...

...but would you be too disappointed if I quit?

Quit the drums?

Uh-huh.

Forever?

Never mind.

I'll stick with them.

I know how much you wanted me to play.

( drumming ) No, wait a minute, wait a minute.

If you want to give up the drums,

that's perfectly all right with us.

You sure?

Positive

That is, if that's really what you want.

That's the point, Bob.

Now, it has to be what you want.

There are certain things

a boy has to do, like homework or chores...

But you shouldn't pretend to enjoy things

just to please other people.

Ask Peter. He found out the same thing.

I guess you're right, and that really makes it neato.

There's another kid at school-- George--

and he wants to be a drummer.

Oh, well, I'm sure George will appreciate

your giving up the drums for him.

Well, that's really very thoughtful.

Now I can switch with George.

He's going to play the drums,

and I'm going to play his instrument.

His instrument?

Yeah. He loaned it to me so I could try it.

The bugle?

Yeah.

Just listen to this.

( unpleasant honking )

I think he's going to hurt himself.

( bugle playing off-key reveille )

( playing off-key )

Mike?

Is that Bobby?

It's not Gabriel.

I think he's trying to play reveille.

( groans )

You're not going to get up, are you?

Just long enough to tie a knot in his bugle.

Hey, it's me!

Hi, honey.

Hi, sweetheart.

Bobby home?

Yeah.

Bobby!

What's that?

It's for Bobby.

I spent half the day trying to figure this out.

I finally got it.

You called?

Yes, son. I have something for you.

For me?

I know how very much

you want to be in the band,

and we tried the drums, we tried the bugle,

but I honestly think

this is going to be the answer.

The baton?

Bobby, that's the most important part of the band!

You think you can learn to use that?

Sure, I can. Watch this.

( humming )

That won't give us any trouble.

( glass breaking )

Gee, I guess it'll take a little practice.

A great idea.