Original subtitles

[Eddie] I'm called Corbett on terms that your name's Corbett.

- Right, dad? - Right, Eddie.

Then, how come if you're named Tom

I'm named Eddie?

[Tom] Oh, well, because you see, your first name

was after your mother's father.

[Eddie] How come?

[Tom] Well, because you name your son

after someone you like.

[Eddie] When I have a son, I'm going to name him

Emily Ruth Guffterson.

[Tom] Emily Ruth Guffterson. Why?

[Eddie] Because I like her.

- I know something good. - What's that?

- God is good. - Hey.

[Tom] That's pretty heavy thinking there, Eddie.

[Eddie] Well, I figure, when they made the word "God"

they meant "Good," but they just forgot one 'O'.

[Tom] Oh!

["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 talking 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]

♪♪

Pretty old stuff.

Yep, it's in there, alright.

Ah! Uh, those are antiques. Handle them carefully.

- You like my butterflies? - Huh?

I think I like 'em better before they got dead.

But you sure got a lot of other neat stuff.

Well, thank you.

- Do you live on this floor? - Yeah.

- Right there. - Oh!

Well, then, we're going to be neighbors. I'm Miss Bristol.

- I'm Eddie Corbett. - How do you do, Eddie?

But ladies with white hair are supposed to be Missus.

Oh, only if they have a husband.

- I don't have one. - Aw, I'm sorry.

Thank you, but I manage very nicely.

[door opens]

Lunch, Eddie. Come in, please.

- Okay. - Is that your mother?

No, that's my Mrs. Livingston.

I don't have a mother.

- Bye! - Goodbye!

Eddie, would you like to see

some of my other neat stuff tomorrow?

Oh, sure. I'll ask my dad.

He's real good about saying okay.

I see. Well then, I'll expect you tomorrow.

Okay, bye!

Bye!

- She moved in today, dad. - Hm, who did?

Miss Bristol. She has antiques!

Oh, that's good.

What are antiques, dad?

Well, Eddie, those are old things that you love.

And of value.

Oh. Hey, dad?

I guess you're my antique.

Well...

Thank you, Eddie.

- Hey, you seen my moccasins? - These?

- What are you doing with 'em? - I got lonesome for ya.

Is that a good reason?

Well, that's a very good reason, honey.

[laughs]

The old moccasin thief.

These are the Great Pyramids.

They're in Egypt.

Boy, you sure have been to a lot of faraway places.

Well, school teachers usually travel

during the summer holiday.

Are you a school teacher?

Not anymore.

School teachers have to retire when they get old.

You're not old.

You walk fast, and you don't talk shivery.

Well, thank you.

[doorbell rings]

Oh, excuse me.

- Miss Bristol? - Yes!

I'm Tom Corbett, Eddie's father.

- Oh, how do you do? - Hello, hello.

Hi, dad. I'm having a special good time.

Hey, that's super, sport. But it's time for dinner, okay?

- Okay. - Okay.

And thank you, Miss Bristol, I'll see you tomorrow.

Well, I'll be looking forward to it, Eddie. Thank you.

And I would like to thank you, really.

- For entertaining him. - Well, it was a pleasure.

He's a very nice little boy, Mr. Corbett.

Well, I, uh, I think he has possibility.

Well, must be difficult for you.

Raising him without a mother.

- And difficult for Eddie too. - Well, we manage.

I have him every Sunday, most evenings.

Yes, well, that doesn't give you much time

for a life of your own.

Come on, dad.

I have a life of my own, alright.

- Thank you, again. - Goodbye, Mr. Corbett.

I like it when you pick me up after school like this, dad.

It's really neat-o.

Well, I'd pick you up every day

if I could get away from the office.

Boy, I sure wish I could go

to an office instead of a school.

Why is that, Eddie?

'Cause then I'd have a secretary

to do my spelling for me.

Did you know that Miss Bristol used to be a school teacher?

- No, I didn't. - It makes me feel funny.

- What? - That she was a school teacher.

Who lives right down the hall from us.

Why does that make you feel funny?

Because it's a funny place for a teacher to live.

Right down the hall from us.

Well, where do you think school teachers live?

- In the cloak room? - No, Eddie, I don't think so.

I know where they live! In the faculty room.

Eddie, you know, this is Mrs. Livingston's

night to go to school.

We don't have to worry, dad.

She got her homework all done.

Yes, but I can't be home tonight either.

On account that you have to work late?

Yeah. And that's why I'm playing hooky now.

So we can at least have a little time together.

Who's going to take care of me tonight?

Well, Miss Bristol volunteered.

Said she'd fix you dinner and put you to bed, okay?

Sure, as long as she doesn't make

school teacher sandwiches.

What are school teacher sandwiches?

Watercress with mayonnaise.

Did you enjoy your dinner, Eddie?

Sure, even that rotten healthy stuff was good.

You have a very nice father, Eddie.

Yeah, I know. He's my pal.

I know.

I'm sure you'd like to see him

make a new life for himself.

Meet some nice young lady.

That's exactly what I want him to do.

That's what I thought.

Of course, it's not so easy

for him to meet nice young ladies...

...if he has to spend all his free time with you.

But he wants to spend all his free time with me.

That's what he wants.

- Well, hello. - Good evening.

I know that Mrs. Livingston didn't have time to prepare

dinner tonight, so I thought that perhaps by now...

...you might like a little something.

Well, that's very nice of you.

As a matter of fact, I was about to dine sumptuously

on a chicken wing...

...that has definitely seen better days.

[Tom] Well, I always thought that lady school teachers

ate watercress sandwiches with mayonnaise.

Well, Miss Bristol, if cooking is an art...

...then you are Michelangelo.

Mr. Corbett, I hope you won't resent

what I'm about to say.

How could I resent anything

when I'm dying of happiness?

I know one should never interfere

between a father and a child.

What's on your mind?

Mr. Corbett, do you think it's right

for Eddie to spend so much time with you?

I don't follow.

These are the formative years for Eddie, and he should be

developing relationships with boys of his own age.

Oh, now, I know you and Eddie enjoy being together.

Well, that's right.

He wants to spend the time with me.

He knows you have no wife.

Miss Bristol, what are you driving at?

Mr. Corbett, have you ever considered

that Eddie might feel that you need him?

Miss Bristol...

Eddie wants to be with me, because he likes to be with me.

- Two eggs this morning? - Yes, just coffee.

You know, I could be wrong.

- Bacon? - No, just coffee.

- Just coffee? - Mm-hmm.

- Mr. Eddie's father? - Mm-hmm?

Are you worrying about something?

Yes. Yes, I am, Mrs. Livingston.

I don't know, do you think I'm overcompensating?

Overcompensating for what?

Well, with Eddie, I mean.

The fact that he has no mother and...

...I spend so much time with him.

Keeping him really from friends his own age.

Oh, Eddie wants to be with you.

Ah, that's what he says.

But I think it's only because he...

...that he feels I need him.

Perhaps you should ask him.

No. No, he'd never admit it.

He wouldn't hurt my feelings.

What's for breakfast?

Two eggs and bacon and coffee?

Perfect.

Two eggs and bacon and coffee.

[Eddie] Hey, dad, come on, wake up. It's Sunday.

[groans]

Wake up!

Why don't you just go away and come back again next Sunday?

Yeah, maybe you don't want to do anything today.

Mm.

Oh, yeah.

Um...

Well, hey, sp-sport?

Listen, uh, wo-would you mind

if we didn't spend the, the day together today?

I, uh, well, I sort of have a date, you know.

I mean, I can get out of it, but--

No, dad, I don't care.

You don't have to call it off.

I'm glad you have something else to do today.

- You are? - Sure, dad.

Oh...

Well, what are you gonna do today?

Well, see, there's this new kid in class. Larry.

And he asked me to come over lots of Sundays ago.

But I couldn't...

- But now I can. - Oh.

So... I'm glad you have something else to do today, dad.

Yeah, I'm glad you have something else to do too.

Now we'll both have a good time, right?

Right. Yeah.

Well, you, um, you better go get dressed.

And I'll make us a Sunday morning breakfast.

- Okay. - Okay.

[door shuts]

♪♪

[Miss Bristol] I'm sure you'd like to see him make a new life for himself.

It's not so easy for him to meet nice young ladies...

...if he has to spend all his free time with you.

[Miss Bristol] Do you think it's right for Eddie to spend

so much time with you?

He knows you have no wife.

[Tom] Wo-would you mind if we didn't spend the

the day together today?

[thinking] I gotta help my dad make a new life.Don't I?

[Eddie] Now, we'll both have a good time, right?

[Miss Bristol] Have you ever considered

that Eddie might feel

that you need him?

[Tom] Well, I sorta have a date, you know.

I mean, I can get out of it, but--

[Eddie] No! I don't mind, dad.

You don't have to call it off.

- I know. - Unh-unh.

I'm glad you have something else to do.

Oh, it can't be only 3:30.

[woman on phone] At the tone, the time will be 3:30.

Hm.

♪♪

Eddie?

Oh, hi, dad.

Hey. Wh-what are you doing sitting out here?

I forgot my key.

Oh, oh.

Have a nice time, dad?

Terrific.

How about you?

Neat-o!

Oh.

Oh...

Huh.

[Tom] Hey, where is everybody?

We are in here.

Oh. I'm sorry, Mrs. Livingston, to be so late I missed dinner.

That's alright.

- Hi, guy. - Hi, dad.

Hey, how'd school go today?

- Dumb. - Oh.

But Miss Bristol gave me a book on how to put ships in bottles.

- Hey. - She's real nice.

- Isn't she? - Yes. Mm-hmm.

I guess she got over from being a school teacher.

Hm, I suppose she did.

Uh, Eddie, um... I was just thinking today about, uh...

about this coming Sunday.

Larry said I could come over again.

You don't have to worry, dad.

Oh! Well...

Good.

♪♪

- Eddie? - Yeah, dad.

Eddie, um, uh...

Why don't you invite your friend Larry over here?

You know, sometime. I'd like, I'd like to meet him.

- Sure, dad. - Fine.

Fine.

[door shuts]

[indistinct chatter]

♪♪

[Tom] Why don't you invite your friend Larry over here?

You know, sometime. I'd like, I'd like to meet him.

[Tom] Why don't you invite your friend Larry over here?

You know, sometime. I'd like, I'd like to meet him.

Hm, thank you, Mrs. Livingston.

Unh-unh, Eddie. Elbows off the table.

What about your friend Larry? Did you invite him over?

I forgot, but I will, dad.

Then I would like to meet him too.

I guess you will when dad does.

What is he like?

Well... he's good in spelling

and I think he's gonna become a writer when he grows up.

Good for him.

And he likes to walk on the beach

and he tells pretty good jokes.

And he's real good-looking.

He has green eyes and sort of brown hair

and he wears real neat clothes, dad.

Well, I'm very impressed.

Hey, how about homework? Got any tonight?

Pretty lot, I guess.

I guess I better do it.

- May I be excused? - You certainly may.

You know, um...

Eddie's friend almost sounds too good to be true.

I think Eddie's friend sounds

very much like Eddie's father.

♪♪

[Tom] What about your friend Larry? Did you invite him over?

[Tom] Why don't you invite your friend Larry over here?

[Mrs. Livingston] I would like to meet him too.

♪♪

[Mrs. Livingston] I think Eddie's friend sounds

very much like Eddie's father.

Well, here's your milk, sport.

- Thanks, dad. - Mm-hmm.

Say, Eddie, um...

Eddie, would you mind terribly

if you didn't spend your Sundays with Larry anymore?

No, dad, I wouldn't mind.

I don't like him that much anyway.

But how would you meet ladies

if you were with me?

Well, Eddie, Sunday is a terrible day to meet ladies.

I have never yet met a lady on a Sunday that I liked.

When did you meet mom?

Well, I met her on a Wednesday.

That's good, 'cause on Wednesdays

we don't go anyplace anyway.

Mm-hmm.

From now on, Wednesdays will be the day for you

to look for a lady.

Thank you.

- Goodnight, dad. - Goodnight, sport.

- Dad... - Yeah?

There really isn't any Larry.

I just made him up.

Oh?

Why did you do that?

Because of what Miss Bristol said.

Miss Bristol? What'd she say?

She said that you can't make a new life

if you spend all your free time with me.

She said that?

Yeah, she did. She said that.

Oh, Eddie.

You know that I wouldn't even want a new life

unless it included you. You know that, don't you?

Well, I thought you wouldn't, until what Miss Bristol said.

You know, she was a school teacher, and...

Eddie, I-I... I know she was a school teacher

but this time, she made a mistake.

You mean she flunks?

A-ha. Well, um...

- Goodnight, Eddie. - Goodnight, dad.

She is a meddling busybody, and I'm going to tell her so.

You're going to tell who that she's the busybody?

Miss Bristol. Mrs. Livingston, would you mind staying

for a few extra moments, please.

[doorbell rings]

Good evening, Mr. Corbett.

Good evening, Miss Bristol.

Won't you come in?

Um, Miss Bristol...

I was just on my way down to see you.

Well, then you go first.

No, I think in this case, the lady should go first.

Thank you. Well, I was just wondering

about next Sunday afternoon.

I thought perhaps if you had an engagement

with one of your lady friends

I could probably find some way to entertain Eddie.

I have some free time.

Of course, my niece had invited me for dinner, but--

Dad, I forgot to ask you.

- Oh, hi, Miss Bristol. - Hello, Eddie.

Yes, boy, you forgot to ask me what?

Could we go golfing next Sunday?

I'll carry your putter for ya.

We, uh, had a little talk, Eddie and I.

And we've decided that...

Well, we're gonna spend the rest of our Sundays... together.

Yeah.

Mr. Corbett...

Are you trying to tell me that I've been a meddling, old lady?

You didn't meddle, Miss Bristol.

You just didn't know what you were talking about.

- Miss Bristol. - Yes.

I don't think you really have to worry.

Wednesday evenings will be my...

...looking-for-a-wife time.

Well, I'm glad we had this little chat, Mr. Corbett.

I am too.

I'll see you tomorrow, Miss Bristol.

See you, Eddie.

[Tom] Yup.

- You know what, dad? - Hmm.

[Eddie] I think playing is better than working.

- Ah, it isn't always. - It isn't?

[Tom] No, if you like your work, it can seem like play.

[Eddie] See, I don't know.

I don't see how anything will ever beat recess.

[Eddie laughing]

[Eddie] I know why you get a second set of teeth.

[Tom] Why?

[Eddie] In case you flunk the first set.

[Tom] Oh, Eddie.

[Eddie] Where would you look first if you got lost?

- If I got lost? - Mm-hmm.

[Tom] I'd look for myself in a mirror.

Dad, why am I called Corbett?

Because that's my name.

Why is it your name?

Because it was my father's name.

No, it wasn't.

Your father's name was Grandpa!

♪ 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 talking son to son ♪

♪ 'Cause he's my best friend ♪

♪ La la pa ra ra pa ra ♪♪