Original subtitles

Dad, do you think you'll ever get married again?

Do you want me to get married again, honey?

Whatever you want.

What do you want?

- Whatever you want. - Okay.

It's settled, right?

Whatever I want?

Yep. As long as you get married.

But if you do get married, am I in with it?

Of course, you are.

Do I have to start all over again

or could I be the spark I am?

Just like you are.

Boy, that's a relief.

Before mom died she told me

I'd have to watch over you.

Take care of you.

And you're doing just that, Eddie.

["Best friend" by Nilsson]

♪ People let me tell you 'bout my best friend ♪

♪ He's a warm hearted person who'll love me till the end ♪

♪ People let me tell you 'bout my best friend ♪

♪ He's a one boy cuddly toy ♪

♪ My up my down my pride and joy ♪

♪ People let me tell you 'bout him he's so much fun ♪

♪ Whether we're talkin' man to man ♪

♪ Or whether we're talkin' son to son ♪

♪ 'Cause he's my best friend ♪

♪ Yeah he's my best friend ♪

♪ La la pa ra ra pa ra ♪

♪ Pa ra ra ra pa ra ♪

♪ Pa ra ra pa ra ♪♪

[scatting]

[scatting continues]

[Tom] "Tomorrow," the "Today" newspaper magazine supplement

is fully aware of its deadline responsibilities

to the newspapers it appears in.

Uh, paragraph.

Uh...

Etta, u-uh, get me Norman on the phone.

I will give you my personal assurance

that Norman Tinker will meet

his responsibilities in the future.

Oh.

Would you please remind me to call Mrs. Livingston

and tell her she can leave early tonight?

It's, uh, it's Friday. My night to take out Eddie.

Okay. Mr. Tinker doesn't answer his phone.

Sign it "Tom Corbett, Managing Director."

Look, Etta, have you even seen Norman today?

Well, yes, sir.

Mr. Tinker is interviewing starlets.

For what? He's supposed to be finishing this copy

of the Los Angeles freeway system.

It's due tomorrow.

Well, you know Norman.

No.

I knew Norman.

♪♪

Etta...

This time I'm really gonna fire Norman.

Oh, yes, I am.

I'm sorry, Norman, but you're fired.

I keep sticking my neck out, you keep chopping off my head.

Well, this is the end of it, Norman, I can't take any more.

I'm sorry, you're fired.

Norman!

Uh... He-he's where?

Thank you.

- Uh, Norman... - Tom.

- You blew all the negatives. - I've got all the negatives.

No, no, no.

I'm sorry, Norman, but you're fired.

Oh, fired up hot. I really am. I'm turned on.

- That's not what I mean. - Got a great session for you.

No, you're misunderstanding.

[indistinct chatter]

♪♪

- Norman, you're fired! - That's good.

Norman...

- Norman-- - Just hit it.

That's it. Exactly. Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.

- Anime, anime. - Norman, you're fired.

Now, Norman, look. You're one of the best friends I've ever had.

And I do appreciate the fact that you've been

an adopted uncle to Eddie, but...

- Glam look. - No-no, Norman. Listen.

You're probably one of the creative copy and art guys

in the business, but you're irresponsible, Norman.

- You're fired. - Anything you say.

What'd you say?

- You're fired! - Hey, that's good. Hold it.

Norman, will you please, just turn the music down

so I could tell you you're fired.

- Huh? - The music!

Oh, second one from the left, between the stereos.

Okay.

- Come on, love me. - Alright, now, Norman.

Come here. Norman, just please.

You come over here for a minute.

Now, Norman...

- Norman, you're fired. - Hey, look, the girls, uh...

They're sisters, Hildy and Heidi.

Just got into town. They're wild about you.

I can arrange it. What are you doing later?

- I'm celebrating your removal. - Good, we love parties.

I'll bring the system. Hey, how's Eddie?

Still tryin' to fix you up with the square young--

Oh, yeah, just the other day... Oh, no. No, you don't, Norman.

- Not this time. No way! - Hostility, that's good.

Hold it. Hold it, hold it, hold it, hold it.

Hey! What're you... That's my copy research.

Not anymore, it's not, Norman, I'm taking it home

and I'm doing it myself. It's due tomorrow!

Oh-oh, look, Tom, pal, I, uh...

Look, I know I'm late again, I really...

I know I'm late again, but the sisters just got into town.

They're only gonna be here for a while, and, Eddie...

Eddie! Tonight's your night out with Eddie.

You can't take my work home.

Alright, Mr. Livingston's gonna take him out tonight.

- Mrs. Livingston? - Mm-hmm.

- Are you putting me on? - No, Norman.

I'm taking you off.

[speaking Japanese]

Oh, that's beautiful.

- Did you understand me? - Wakata.

Your Japanese is getting better, Eddie.

Mrs. Livingston, do you think my father will get married soon?

Wouldn't that be nice? But it takes time, Eddie.

'Cause it must be proceeded by a courtship.

Your English is getting better.

Thank you.

- How is your cold? - Listen, all better.

[sniffles]

Good.

I think you're going to be a giant.

It's not me who's small, Mrs. Livingston.

It's the way you wash my pants, they shrink.

That's right.

Hi, everybody.

- Hi, dad! - Hello, sport! How are you?

[laughs] Let's hear that cold again.

Oh, that's just beautiful. Hi, Mrs. Livingston.

Hello, Mr. Eddie's father.

Look, Eddie is taller.

Uh, no, Mrs. Livingston, I think it's the way you wash his pants.

They shrink.

Oh, is that why? Good.

In my country

we have an expression.

[speaking Japanese]

Oh, yes, yes, yes.

Well, uh...

Let's hear that cold again.

Oh, boy.

Mr. Eddie's father, may I go now?

Oh, Mr. Livingston, I'm awfully, awfully sorry

but, uh-uh, well, I meant to call you today and I forgot.

But I was gonna ask you if you could stay tonight.

Oh, I can't. I have very important class this evening.

Oh, yes, but I have very important work

that I must do tonight.

[speaking Japanese]

That means "Impossible," dad.

His Japanese is getting better.

Yeah. But, Mrs. Livingston--

- You promised Eddie. - Oh, well--

All you work, no Eddie, make...

[speaking Japanese]

Matasha?

You've had it, dad.

I'll see you tomorrow, Mr. Eddie's father. Thank you.

- Sayonara. - Sayonara.

- Well... Yeah. - Thank you.

- Bye. - Uh, bye.

[sighs]

Well, sport, I'm really sorry about tonight

but I do have an awful lot of work I have to do.

You understand that, don't you?

I understand, dad.

You're a good fella.

♪♪

- I'm in the way again. - Hmm?

You're not in the way, Eddie. You're never in the way.

Well, you have come home because of me?

Oh, no, Eddie.

I wanna come home because of you.

- Okay? - Okay.

Okay.

- Dad. - Mm-hmm?

I love you.

Where would you like to go tonight?

Dad...

Could we?

You bet we can.

♪ He's a good old dad ♪

Dad, look at that nice-looking lady in the fourth seat.

Eddie, will you stop tryin' to find girls for me?

I'm not finding them, dad, they're just there.

Hey, dad, see that girl pass behind us?

Dad, can I have another candy?

Alright, don't get lost.

[Dolly] "I, Mrs. Norman Maine

"accept this award in honor of my husband, Mr. Norman Maine

"who walked into the sea

"and a star is born.

"And all of my dreams have been accomplished

"because of you kind and generous fellow workers

who've worked so hard for me."

[sniffles]

What happened? Did I get to you?

No, I just got over a cold.

My names Dolly Daly, and you discovered me.

- I did? - Uh-huh.

And you can have ten percent.

- Of what? - Of my talent.

I'm gonna be a star, and I just came to town.

- All alone? - All alone.

- I know all about that. - You do?

I have no mother, but I have a father

and we live in this big apartment

all alone, with lots of room.

Are you married?

♪♪

[laughing] I wouldn't have believed it.

You are the kindest, nicest young boy.

- Eddie? - Dad, this is Dolly Daly.

I'm her agent, I get ten percent.

- Oh, ho-ho. - Hello, Mr. Corbett.

Eddie's told me so much about you.

Oh, w-well, knowing him, he probably oversold.

Oh, no. He told me what a kind, generous, handsome man you are.

And you run a newspaper magazine supplement.

And that you could put my picture on your cover

and start off my career.

Uh, well, I was right. He oversold me.

- Oh, thank you. - Dad, she's hungry.

And she just came to town, and she's all alone, like us.

And she's comin' to stay with us tonight.

Ah...

Eddie, you just can't go around

inviting stray ladies to stay in our apartment.

Oh, and, Eddie...

will you please stop telling everybody

that I am kind, generous and handsome?

Well, didn't you teach me to not be selfish

and share my things?

Well, yes, yes, I did.

But not me, and not our home.

Oh, you mean, I could be selfish in some things.

Goodnight, Eddie.

Goodnight, dad. I'm sorry if I did wrong.

Well, you really didn't, Eddie.

And that's why I can't explain it to you.

You really didn't.

- Goodnight, sport. - Goodnight, dad.

♪♪

- Hi. - Hi.

[sighs]

Um, well, Dolly, I'm, I think

uh, we ought to have a talk.

[clears throat]

- Dolly. - Yes?

Uh, Dolly...

you just can't stay here.

Oh, I know that.

- You do? - Of course.

And tomorrow morning when I wake up--

Dolly, my son is in the next room.

[gasps] Oh, I'm sorry. Am I talking too loud?

Don't whisper. He'll hear us.

[breathing heavily]

What are you doing?

My exercise. I always do my exercise when I get nervous.

There's no reason to be nervous.

You're whispering. I know what that means.

Dolly. D-Dol...

Dolly, wha-wha...

Dolly, look, let's just start all over again.

Dolly, you just got in town

and I'm sure you're very talented.

And I...

Dolly, please.

Come on, sit down. Will you please?

♪♪

Dolly...

My little boy, Eddie...

Well, he's just a little boy.

And you're gonna be a star.

- Now what're you doing? - I'm gonna show you my talent.

Oh, no, no, don't, please, don't, please, I don't...

I don't want to see your talent, I really don't.

Now, we all understand, he's very sincere.

He's not square, but very sincere.

And we don't wanna interrupt him while he's working, right?

Sure, Norman. We know what to do.

Kind of like feels like a Hollywood contest.

Is he really that quiet?

No, he's very much alive

once he gets out of his shell.

[doorbell rings]

- Norman. - Hello, quiet man.

Uh, listen, Tom, I know that you couldn't have meant

- what you said today. - We're here to be respectable.

And get Norman's job back.

They have great senses of humor.

I just brought 'em along 'cause they'll be

great babysitters for Eddie.

Open the door, Tom.

♪♪

Mrs. Livingston, I presume.

- Norman... - A-ha!

Uh, no, no, no, n-no, no, no, Norman...

[guffawing]

Norman.

That's not funny, Norman.

Norman!

♪♪

[breathing heavily]

Stop that!

[music stops]

♪♪

[lock clicks]

♪♪

♪♪

Eddie.

Why're you up so early? It's Saturday, no school today.

Couldn't sleep well last night, Mrs. Livingston.

I am sorry. Too much noise?

- No. - No noise?

Dad took me on a studio tour last night.

It was really neat.

Good.

[speaking Japanese]

Eddie...

Who is that lady on the couch?

Dolly Daly. I asked her to come home with us.

- You? - Dad taught me to do that.

Your father taught you to bring home ladies?

Well, we talked about it last night.

It has to do with being selfish.

Actually, he couldn't explain it.

[speaking Japanese]

♪♪

Good morning.

Good morning.

- Hello, sport. - Hi, dad.

Mrs. Livingston, may I please have a couple of eggs?

- How would you like them? - I don't care, anyway.

Then raw.

I just don't understand it.

Asking for eggs?

What do you teach Eddie?

Mrs. Livingston, may I please have two eggs, scrambled?

I'd like three. All I had was candy last night.

No dinner?

Uh, well, we didn't have time, Mrs. Livingston.

I wanted to get home early.

I know. I saw her.

Well, in that case, would you please

save some eggs for Dolly?

[speaking Japanese]

Listen, I have to have some quiet around here.

- So, Mrs. Livingston-- - Miss Hello Dolly gets no eggs.

I have only four, you needed five.

Give her mine. I discovered her.

- Doing what? - Alright, Mrs. Livingston.

Now, I think you're going too far.

- You fired me. - No, I did not.

You told me to go too far.

I-I didn't say that.

Uh-huh, dad, if you speak Japanese

that's what it sounds like.

- In my country-- - You have an expression.

♪ Ooh she dropped one Humpty Dumpty ♪

[speaking Japanese]

What happened, dad?

Well, Mrs. Livingston is very upset.

She, uh, she can't stand the sight of eggs on the floor

and neither can I. She went to get a mop.

But the mop's in there.

Dad, she's gone!

Well, sh-she probably just wanted to get

some more eggs, Eddie.

Dad, you have to go after her.

She left us!

Eddie, will you please just

let me handle it?

What happened? I was in the bathroom getting dressed

and I saw this angry woman running out of your apartment.

That's our Mrs. Livingston. She left us!

- Here, let me help you. - Thanks, I'm not very--

Dad! Please go after her!

Now, Eddie, please, you're just six years old.

Now, will you stop trying to run my life

and stop telling me what to do?

♪ Don't forget your dad ♪

♪ Is still your best friend ♪

What's the matter with my agent?

Well, he's, uh, upset, uh...

Mrs. Livingston has been his housekeeper

for a long time.

I can't get these up either, they just...

they keep running away from me.

Mmm.

I have an idea.

You need a woman here, and your housekeeper just left

and I need a place to stay

and your couch is so comfortable.

No, no, no, Dolly, no.

Well, I don't mind, you're both perfect gentlemen.

And you don't have to pay me, just put my picture

on the cover of your magazine.

Yeah, well...

♪♪

Oh, Dolly.

Oh, Dolly.

♪♪

♪ Ooh la la la ooh la la ♪

♪ Ooh la la la ooh ♪

Uh, N-Norman?

Uh, h-hi, Norman. Did I wake you up?

Oh, you haven't been to the bed yet.

Now, Norman, look, um...

if you promise to meet your deadlines

you can have your old job back.

Okay, great! Now, hang on, one second. Dolly!

Dol-Dolly! Come here, come here.

Now, Norman, Norman, do you remember that article

that you always wanted to do about young girls

arriving in Hollywood?

Uh, yeah, right! The girl you saw last night.

Her name is Dolly Daly.

Alright, now, here's what you do.

Get down to the office right away.

I'll send her down there with your portfolio of work.

Okay. And, Norman...

Thanks. Bye.

Alright, Dolly.

- You are on your way. - Where?

Now, I want you to go downstairs and I want you to get a cab

and I want you to take it to this address.

- Right here on this card. Okay? - Where are you sending me?

I am sending you down to my office

and you're gonna meet a very nice man, a very nice man.

His name is Norman Tinker.

And you're gonna like him very much. You know why?

He is going to put your picture

on the cover of my magazine.

[gasps]

Eddie.

Well, I'll, um...

I'll say goodbye to your agent for you.

Alright.

♪♪

Good luck, Dolly.

Thank you.

♪♪

[knock at door]

- Eddie? - I'm okay, dad.

- May I come in? - No.

[chuckles] Okay.

Always respect the privacy of others. Right?

Right.

Hey, I'll tell you what, if you get dressed

I'll take you to the amusement park.

You don't have to, dad.

I want to.

You want to?

♪♪

I'm trying.

I'm really trying.

Ah, Mrs. Livingston, uh...

Mrs. Livingston.

Uh, Mrs. Livingston.

This whole thing is really so simple.

Uh...

Well, y-you can see for yourself

that the girl is gone.

Well, to be honest about it, Mr. Livingston

I'm afraid that, um, Eddie and I both thought

that you'd left for good.

No, I just went to get some more eggs.

That's what I told Eddie.

That's what I told you, remember?

[speaking Japanese]

Is that what that means?

Well, you see, Mrs. Livingston, that is our problem.

- We have a language barrier. - Yes.

Then go to school and learn Japanese.

Eddie understands me

and three nights a week I go to school

to understand you.

Little boy blue

come blow your spoon.

The cow and the farmer--

[Eddie] Jumped over the moon.

Mrs. Livingston, I love you.

Thank you, I love you, too.

You love her too, don't you, dad?

- Sure. - Then say it.

I love Mrs. Livingston.

And she's sweet, kind

intelligent and beautiful.

And she's sweet, kind

intelligent and beautiful.

Then why don't you marry her?

Uh, well, he's all yours, Mrs. Livingston.

He speaks your language.

Eddie, we finish dressing, alright?

Okay. Come on.

Mr. Eddie's father...

I think you're very nice man.

♪♪

Wakata.

[sighs]

♪♪

Wakata.

[waves crashing]

How are you feelin', dad?

Great. How are you doin'?

Terrific.

You're in pretty good shape for an old man.

I made up my mind what I wanna be when I grow up.

- A sailor? - No.

- Cotton candy. - No.

- A box of popcorn? - No!

- No? A girl watcher. - No.

- No? - No.

Oh.

I wanna be a sweet, kind

intelligent, good guy

just like you.

Thank you, Eddie.

You know, dad, when I stop to think about it

I've got more than most kids.

You do?

Most kidsjust have a "Father" father.

I have a father who's my best friend.

♪ People let me tell you 'bout my best friend ♪

♪ La la pa ra ra pa ra ♪

♪ People let me tell you 'bout my best friend ♪

♪ He's a warm hearted person who'll love me till the end ♪

♪ People let me tell you 'bout my best friend ♪

♪ He's a one boy cuddly toy ♪

♪ My up my down my pride and joy ♪

♪ People let me tell you 'bout him he's so much fun ♪

♪ Whether we're talkin' man to man ♪

♪ Or whether we're talkin' son to son ♪

♪ 'Cause he's my best friend ♪

♪ La la pa ra ra pa ra ♪♪