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[Irma] Harry.

Be there in minute, sweetheart.

♪ Mr. Wonderful ♪

♪ That's you not me ♪♪

Ah, you're a handsome
devil, Harry Boyle.

I couldn't agree more.

I think tonight calls
for a new hairstyle.

Oh, you're too much, Harry.

Remember, she's only human.

Yeah, you're right.

I'll save it for our silver anniversary.

♪ I got my mom and dad
and my brothers too ♪

♪ And the groovy way
we get along ♪

♪ But every time the slightest
little thing goes wrong ♪

♪ Mom starts to sing
this familiar song ♪

♪ Wait till your father gets ♪

♪ Until your father gets ♪

♪ Wait till your father
gets home ♪

♪ Dad's not so bad
and he seldom gets mad ♪

♪ And we aren't about
to desert him ♪

♪ Kids today like to
have their own way ♪

♪ And what daddy doesn't know
won't hurt him ♪

♪ I think my mom's
just swell ♪

♪ But she starts to yell ♪

♪ Every time we have a blast ♪

♪ Just wait till
your father gets ♪

♪ Until your father gets ♪

♪ Wait till your
father gets home ♪

♪ See what I mean ♪

♪ Wait till your
father gets home ♪

♪ We know ♪♪

[Harry] Hey!

We were just leaving.

- Sorry, you were expired.
- But miss!

That's what happens when you
give a woman a man's job.

They get drunk with power.

The women are taking over
the country, Harry.

I get a chill when I think that someday

our president maybe wearing pantyhose.

[Ralph] Women in pants,
guys with long hair.

Can you tell 'em apart anymore? Huh?

- No. No.
- Huh? Huh?

[Harry] No! Not without a scorecard.

[Ralph] It's all a commie plot.

The Kremlin is engineering
the whole thing.

- The Kremlin?
- Don't you see?

[Ralph] They're trying
to reverse the sexes.

The women take all the jobs,
the men go to beauty parlors

and while we're all
sitting under the driers

the Russkies attack.

We can always counterattack
with hairspray.

Don't laugh, Harry.
Don't laugh.

You're gonna wake up one morning
wearing a baby doll nighty

and go to work in a cross
your heart griddle.

I'm tellin' you our
system is in jeopardy.

Your brain is in jeopardy.

Now look, a lot of women
are still happy to be

just plain old mothers and housewives.

Like my Irma.

[Alice] Ah, what do you think
of "The New Women", mama?

Oh, I better get dinner ready.

Papa will be home soon.

There you go.
The subjugated woman.

Don't you yearn to throw up
the shackles of this prison?

I can't. I'm married to the warden.

Irma, I'm home.
Is dinner ready?

- I'm just starting it, dear.
- Just starting?

You know this is my bowling night.

I have to be out of here by seven.

- I'll hurry it up.
- Hi, pop. Talk to you later.

I have to feed Julius.

Beautiful, the dog eats on time.
I have to wait.

And he isn't even going bowling.

Forgive the bread winner
for complaining.

But is it too much to ask for
dinner to be ready on time

and a couple of buttons sowed?

Well, I'm...

Mother, don't apologize to him.

All he's doing is keeping
you chained here.

I feel sorry for her, the
"Prisoner of Zenda."

In a newly remodeled,
five thousand dollar

all electric dungeon.
A hundred a week to manage.

A car, charge accounts for every
department store in town.

Maybe she's the "Prisoner of Zenda"

but she lives like "Count
Of Monte Christo."

Typical male chauvinist.

Well, Dr. Bella Ausler

has a few choice words
to say about that.

Oh, who am I to argue
with Dr. Bella Ausler?

She smokes more expensive
cigars than I do.

When are you gonna stop reading
this kind of garbage?

I was reading it, Harry.

- You?
- And it's not garbage.

A lot of it makes sense.

Yes, we women aren't accepting
the status quo anymore.

We're broadening our horizons.

Alice, with a build like your's

don't ever tempt me with a
straight line like that.

[Alice] Women have to
develop outside interest.

They've got to find their identity.

Yeah, I think women should
compete with men for jobs.

Why not?

You're in the stands watching the game

and I'm paying your admission.

Well, I always hire girls to
work in my lemonade stands.

That's wonderful, Jamie.

When you have sex-appeal
behind the counter

the customers don't
notice weak lemonade.

Ah, I'll be back around ten.

And I have a business
meeting tomorrow morning.

Could you press my brown slacks?

Yes, dear.

Don't you yearn to throw off
the shackles of this prison?

No woman should be just a housewife.

They've got to find their own identity.

Be a new women.

Set yourself free.

- Break the shackles.
- Break the shackles.

- Break the shackles.
- Break the shackles.

- Break the shackles.
- Break the shackles.

Hi!

How did you get hold of the
"Help Wanted" section?

Chet usually burns it every morning.

Don't tell me he's given you permission

to screen jobs for him.

No Harry. I'm the one
who's looking for a job.

They've poisoned your mind!

That big mouth Dr. Ausler
and my two big mouth kids.

They showed me what's
missing in my life.

I'm not fulfilled.

What are you talking about?

You've got a house, children, a husband.

I-I take you to the movies once a week.

You're not fulfilled enough?
I'll take you twice a week.

You don't understand, Harry.

I've got to find my own identity.

Look outside.
Your name is on the mailbox.

I'm getting a job.

I've realized I'm not happy.

But you cook for me, sew
for me, look after me.

How can you not be happy?

What do you mean, you're bored?

I'm always stuck in the house.

You're out all day.
You meet people.

Sure, customers complaining
about late deliveries.

My accountant telling me
my prices are too low.

The man from the price commission

to say they're too high.

And the internal revenue agent

who webs everything in between.

And for real laughs, my shipping clerk

dropped in this afternoon
to tell me he's suing me

for getting the hernia.

You see, your days are full!

- Irma?
- I'm getting a job.

[Ralph] Okay, the flag is up.
Thank you, sergeant Whitaker.

That's it, Whitaker.
Knock it off.

I said, knock it off!

When you're hot, you're hot.

Pop

Watch it. I almost lost my bridge work.

Without my sexy smile I can't
turn on my boyfriend.

Perfect timing.

Just finished our flag raising

ceremony and I'm ready to go.

I'm thinking of flying
mine in half mast.

What's bugging you?

Oh, I got up this morning
and Irma was gone.

- She's out looking for a job!
- Your own wife... has defected?

It's like I've been telling you, Harry.

Another American woman
caught in the red tide.

Ralph, it has nothing to do with that.

Harry, did you ever run a
security check on Irma?

What?

Does she know how to develop microfilm?

Has she ever seen "Dr. Zhivago?"

Has she ever traveled abroad?

Once. She went to Catalina.

Figures.
That's on the way to China.

Oh, you're a ding-a-ling.

Irma? Well, you might as well
run a security check on me.

I already did. You're clean.

I know you'll be happy working
for our firm, Mrs. Koyle.

I-it's Boyle.
And thank you.

Well, we have, what's her
name to help you now, dear.

We don't want you to feel over worked.

I never dreamt I'd get a job like this.

A secretary in a law firm.
It's so exciting!

And you say, Mrs. Prescott

that at precisely 2:30 in the morning

from your window

you saw the alleged murder in the garden

with a revolver in his hand?

Yes, I could see it
glinting in the moonlight.

No further question, your honor.

Ah, I'm beaten, Irma.

For the first time in 20
years I've lost a case!

Not yet, Mr. Finch.

Just a moment, Mrs. Prescott.

Return to the stand, please.

My brilliant secretary, Irma Boyle

has just pointed out to me that
on the night of the murder

at pricesly 2:30 a.m.

there was a total eclipse of the moon.

Therefore you could not have
possibly seen the revolver

or the murderer.

Oh-oh! I confess.

I did it. I did it!

I murdered my husband.

Irma, you're magnificent.

What would I be without you?

Just doing my job, Mr. Finch.

Just doing my job.

[Finch] Miss! Miss! Miss!

I need these briefs typed
in an hour, Mrs. Foyle.

- In triplicate.
- Yes, Mr. Finch.

Love that shade of polish, Ms. Huxley.

I think it's the most thrilling
thing that's ever happened.

Mama has her own career.
She's a complete woman.

- Pop.
- Yeah?

Now that's mama's working,
could you raise my allowance?

More and more he's making me believe

in zero population growth.

When's mom coming home to
make dinner? I'm hungry!

Your mother's a career woman now.

She probably stopped off after work

to have a couple of cocktails
with her fellow executives.

These have to be ready first
thing in the morning.

Goodnight, Mrs. Hoyle.

Can I drive you home, Ms. Huxley?

You've had a hard day.

[Harry] Okay, if you gotta work
late, you gotta work late.

No, no, no. I'm not mad.

Why should I be mad?

Krr-krr-boing

See how I'm not mad?

Goodbye!

Bang

What do we do about dinner?

Your mother says Alice should cook it.

- Alice?
- Alice?

- Me!
- Pop...

...she took cooking in school.

She failed water.

I know.

When I say grace I won't just say thanks

to Him I'll also pray for help.

Pewww

I don't think you prayed
hard enough, pop.

Yeah, what a way to go.

Well, at least with meals like this

we won't have to worry about dieting.

The pounds will melt off just like that.

You know, I never said
I was a great cook.

You're not going to hear
it from me either.

Coffee, papa?

Yeah, I could use something
to wash down the feathers.

Creak

poing

That's the first solid
food we've had tonight.

Well, I did the best I could.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I
have to go to the library.

Aren't you doing the dishes?

I cooked the dinner

haven't I done enough for the family?

Could we rephrase that
to, "to the family?"

- Chet?
- Sorry, pop.

I'm going to the ghetto.

Maybe one one of the missions

still has some soup left.

- Jamie?
- I have to go find Julius.

- Where is he?
- I don't know.

When I gave him some leftover
chicken, he ran away.

Some enchanted evening.

Career lady is working.

The galloping gourmet
went to the library.

One son is in the ghetto
begging for soup

and the other is looking
for a dog who's in shock.

And I'm stuck with the dishes.

Well, there's one consolation.
Things can't get worse.

I was wrong.

They can get worse.

Hey, Harry, we need a fourth
for poker, could you--

Holy smokes! You've had
one of them operations.

I'm just cleaning up.
Irma's working late.

I don't know, your voice
seems a little higher.

I'm Harry Boyle.

Okay, okay, but the fact remains
that the commie plot is working.

They're reversing the sexes

and do you realize what
might happen next?

I think we can swing the
consolidated general major

for about 12 million.

Oh, here come our drinks.

Boy! Is he stacked!

Cigars, cigarettes.
Cigars, cigarettes.

Sex symbols, that's all
we're gonna become.

Sex symbols.

And now the winner of this
year's national beauty pageant

Mr. California.

And here to crown the victor
is last year's winner.

♪ There he goes
America's beauty ♪

♪ Look at him ♪

♪ Ain't he a cutey ♪♪

Until finally the switch
will be complete.

Hello, darling. Are you alright?

As well as can be expected.

That's what men were put on earth for.

To suffer.

It's gonna happen, Harry.
It's gonna happen.

We're headed for catastrophe.

[Irma] Harry, I'm home.

I remember when I used to say that.

Well, Della Street finally made it.

And how's Perry Mason?

I'm sorry, dear.

It was the first day.

Is everything alright here?

Yeah, once I got through

mopping up after hurricane Alice.

That bad?

We're eligible for disaster relief.

Look, honey, it'll work out.

I'll show you that I can hold a job

and still be a mother and a wife.

I'll make it up to you, dear.

Look, Irma, if you think you can
calm me down by sweet talking...

Muah!

...you're absolutely right.

[Irma] Harry.

Be there in a minute, sweetheart.

♪ La ta ti ♪

♪ Mr. Wonderful ♪

♪ That's you ♪♪

Oh, you're a handsome
devil, Harry Boyle.

I couldn't agree more.

I think tonight calls
for a new hair style.

You're too much, Harry.

Remember, she's only human.

Yeah, you're right.

I'll save it for our silver anniversary.

Screech

Mama just called.

She said she has to work
late again tonight.

Oh, great!

Is Alice gonna cook
another dinner for us?

No, we're gonna do what Julius is doing.

We're gonna eat out.

Well, it was certainly fun

to have a nice leisurely dinner out.

- We have to do the house work?
- That's right.

I know the word "work"
makes you nauseous

but that's the way it's gonna be.

But, papa...

The work schedule is on

the bulletin board.

- Work schedule!
- Yeah.

After all these years, I finally

found a way to communicate
with my children.

Toing

[Harry] Alice, were you the
one who washed my shirt?

Yes, papa.

Just a little too much starch.

Hey, Jamie, will you help
me with these windows?

- No.
- What do you mean "no?"

I'm a capitalist, not a worker.

Phew. I never knew house
work was this tough.

Yeah.

You know, I'm sorry

I ever showed mama that
book by Dr. Ausler.

Well, you wanted mama to
be a complete woman.

I've been thinking about it.

I'd rather have a complete mother.

I don't know how much
more of this I can take.

Well, my heart goes out to you, Harry.

- Irma's let you down.
- Irma? Who's she?

All I've got in my bedroom
is a sleeping stranger.

Thank goodness there's still
women like Sergeant Whitaker

in this world.

She don't go looking for jobs.

She's a good old-fashioned home body.

Sergeant Whitaker?

Sure, you'll always find her
sitting in her rocking chair

doing all them domestic things.

Putting the pins in hand grenades

oiling rifle barrels

knitting strings for the booby traps.

She's helpful.

Yeah, a regular Whistler's Mother.

Look Harry, you gotta
put your foot down.

You've got to tell Irma
you need her at home

and she'd better quit the job.

No, she wants a career?
Okay, let her have it.

I won't give her the satisfaction
of crawling to her.

Whitaker, what are you doing here?

- I didn't know you drank.
- I don't, but men do.

Spotted anyone whose wife
doesn't understand them?

Aren't you little old
for this, sergeant?

Maybe so, but it does a lot
more for me than Medicare.

You should've told me you
wanted a snack, Harry.

I would've gotten it for you.

Oh, that's alright. I've learned
to become very self-sufficient.

I'm Harry, the happy housewife.

Oh, darling. I know I've
been neglecting you.

Neglecting!
Why, don't be silly.

- I'm getting along just fine.
- Oh?

The main thing is that
you're happy, right?

You are happy with your
wonderful job, aren't you?

Oh, yes.

Uh, very happy.

Well, then that's all that matters.

You found your identity.

You're fulfilled.

Harry.

Yes fulfilled one?

- I'm not happy.
- Why?

Because you're not the
first lady astronaut yet?

No, a job isn't the answer.

I miss you and the children.

I belong at home.

- Irma.
- Yes?

- I lied too.
- Oh?

I'm as self-sufficient as

Bobby Fischer without a chess board.

We've all been miserable without you.

You know, it's funny.

I was looking for my identity

and it was right here all along.

I found the person I wanna be.

It's full time and it's satisfying.

When are you gonna quit Finch Stern

Forbes Cadall and what's his name?

I did, this afternoon.

Then you don't have to
go in early tomorrow?

No.

Ah well, I may not leave
too early myself.

Muah

[Jamie] Mom?

I have a stomach ache.

Can I sleep with you and pop tonight?

Woof woof woof

Oh, welcome home.

It's good to taste coffee
that you don't have to chew.

Mama, when you're through with
that, can you do these dresses?

[Irma] Yes, dear.

Mom, there's a hole in these jeans.

[Irma] Alright, Chet, I'll patch 'em.

Mom, my sweatshirt has to be washed.

Just leave it over there.

Whoa, whoa!
Hold it, hold it!

Don't gang up on your mother like that.

Oh that's alright, Harry.

After Finch Stern Forbes
Cadall and what's his name

this is a holiday.