Strangers Episode Guide
130 - Dimitri's World
First Air Date:
November 29, 1991
Filming Date: October 25, 1991
Nielsen Rating: 8.2 HH
Description: Balki lands an assignment to draw a weekly Chronicle comic
strip of Dimitri, the cuddly sheep. But it gets Larry's goat when
Wainwright assigns him to write the cartoons.
Created by: Dale McRaven
Written by: Tom Amundsen
Directed by: Judy Pioli
Bronson Pinchot: Balki Bartokomous
Mark Linn-Baker: Larry Appleton
Belita Moreno: Miss Lydia Markham
Sam Anderson: Mr. Sam Gorpley
F.J. OíNeil: Mr. R.T. Wainwright
Appearances: Dimitri plays a pivotal role in this episode, becoming the
model for the new comic strip Balki creates for the newspaperís childrenís
"I promise you, you will never live to regret this."
"Cousin, Iíd love to stay here and tickle your brain . . . "
"And if we are not going to give him that then I wash my face of the whole
"Cousin, I would love to help you, but as you may recall you and I just donít
see ear to ear on how Dimitri should be presented."
"Iím a predator?"
"Cousin, congratulations and welcome to the top of the barrel!"
ridiculous: Said once in this episode.
used in this episode:
"Oh my Lord!"
Other running jokes
used in this episode:
Balki laughs at his own joke
Larry babbles in front of Mr. Wainwright
Larry and Balki talk over one another
Larry grovels to Balki
Larry grabs Balki by the hair
A joke is made about Larryís height
The Dance of Joy
Balki explains to Larry why Dimitri is so dear to him
Balki is promoted to editor of the Sunday Childrenís page and Larry is
promoted to an Editorial Writer. Their desks are finally moved upstairs to
the City Room and out of the basement.
- At the beginning of this episode, Mr. Wainwright mentions that he is
dropping the comic strip Kangaroo Cowboy from the childrenís section
wants to replace it with Dimitriís World. This would prove to be a very
important plot point in the upcoming episode, Missing.
- Interestingly enough, the script for this episode
includes a copy of one of the Dimitri cartoons from the P.S. I Love You!
newsletter on the cover. There was a funny coinciding between the show and
the newsletter, in that the Dimitri cartoon was first mentioned in the fifth
season episode The Newsletter. The first P.S. I Love You!
newsletter came out the summer before that, but the Dimitri cartoon didnít
appear until December of 1989, after the episode with that joke aired. The
cartoon become a staple in the newsletter (and a favorite among the cast and
crew of the show) by the time this seventh season episode was created, so we
like to think there was some healthy cross-inspiration going on.
- When Balki names the great painters Rembrandt and
Picasso he throws in Earl Scheib, who founded a company that specializes in
painting cars. You can visit the official Earl Scheib website by clicking here.
- This episode marked the first time that Dimitri
was seen at the Chicago Chronicle with Balki.
This episode marked the last appearance of a long-standing character in the
series, namely the woman who sorts the mail or does archive research behind
Balki in the basement. She had appeared regularly as an extra throughout
the series, but with Balki and Larry moving out of the basement she would no
longer be seen in practically every episode doing this job.
- Two scenes were written for this episode but not
used. An opening scene explained how Larry knew that Mr. Wainwright was looking
for a new editorial writer. A final scene had Larry and Balki packing
their items and leaving the basement. You can read both of these scenes in
our Script Variations below.
- There were several different Dimitriís used during the course of the
series. Itís interesting to note that the Dimitri seen in the photo on
the fireplace mantel is completely different than the Dimitri used in the
episode begins in the basement of the Chicago Chronicle where Balki is at his
worktable sorting some mail. The elevator door opens and Mr. Wainwright
steps out, looking at a newsletter. "Bartokomous, Iíve been looking
for you," Mr. Wainwright waves Balki over. "Well,
congratulations, Mr. Wainwright . . . you found me!" Balki says, "Now,
you want to hide and Iíll look for you?" "No, no," Mr.
Wainwright shakes his head. "Go ahead!" Balki urges, and then he
covers his eyes with his hands. "Bartokomous!" Mr. Wainwright
cries in exasperation, "I want to talk to you about the sheep cartoon you
draw for the company newsletter. You know, Dimitriís World."
"Oh, Iím sorry about that thumb smudge on Dimitriís cheek," Balki
offers, "I . . . I had a brownie while I was drawing." "I
never noticed it," Mr. Wainwright assures him, "Iím dropping
Kangaroo Cowboy from the cartoon page of the Chronicle and I want to replace it
with Dimitriís World and I want you to draw it."
you, Mr. Wainwright," Balki says, overwhelmed, "I promise you, you
will never live to regret this." Mr. Wainwright takes a moment to
react to this comment, then continues, "Yes, well, uh . . . you know, you
do a pretty good job drawing this little sheep." "Hey, do you
want to see an unpublished Dimitriís World?" Balki asks excitedly.
"Well, I . . . " Mr. Wainwright begins. "Come on!
Come on! Come over here," Balki exclaims, and he pulls Mr. Wainwright
to his work table and pulls out a drawer, explaining, "This my secret
drawer." Balki pulls out a piece of paper and says, "Now look,
this is one of my particular favorite cartoons. Um, in the . . . in the
first one Dimitriís standing at the street corner looking across the street at
one of them lights that says ĎDonít walkí and ĎWalk.í And then .
. . and then the really funny part comes here, at the end, where we realize that
Dimitri is too short to push the button!" Balki bursts out laughing,
but Mr. Wainwright just looks confused. "Heís just . . . heís too
short to push the button!" Balki continues to laugh.
as much as I like your cartoon, Bartokomous, I think we should seek the input of
a good writer to help you with the words," Mr. Wainwright suggests.
Larry steps out of the archives carrying a file folder and crosses behind them
just as Mr. Wainwright says, "Now what we need is a writer with a unique
talent. Iím not sure anyone here at the Chronicle fills the
bill." "I could!" Larry steps in, "I could do it,
sir! I could be unique! I . . . I have a file full of . . . of
unique articles. There is no job too big for Larry Appleton. The
Chronicle is my life, sir." "You may be right, Appleton,"
Mr. Wainwright thinks, "I canít picture you having a life away from
here." Larry looks hurt. "All right, youíve got the
job," Mr. Wainwright decides. "Oh, thank you, sir!" Larry
says emphatically, "Thank you, and I will not let you down, sir! Iíve
never let you down in the past. Well, I have let you down in the past but
itís always worked out for the best, sir." "Appleton,"
Mr. Wainwright interrupts. "Yes, sir?" "Youíre
babbling." "Like a brook, sir!" Larry agrees.
Wainwright hands the unpublished Dimitri cartoon to Larry and says,
"Appleton, fill in the bubbles." "Fill in the bubbles,
sir?" Larry asks with confusion. "I want you to help Bartokomous
write his Dimitri cartoon," Mr. Wainwright explains, "If I like it, Iíll
put Dimitriís World on the Childrenís page of the Chronicle a week from
Sunday." Mr. Wainwright picks up his newsletter from Balkiís table
and exits. "Iím writing a cartoon?" Larry asks in shock.
"Cousin, this the most exciting thing thatís ever happened to me!"
Balki exclaims happily, "Iím going to be sharing Dimitri with the
world! And Iím going to be doing it with my best friend in the whole
world! Iím so jazzed! I am the happiest Mypiot in
shoes!" Balki runs across the basement, leaping into the air and
shouting, "I have to sing! I have to dance! I have to
fly!" He runs by the elevator just as Lydia steps out, looking
confused at the commotion which has just passed her. "Balki?"
Miss Lydia calls, "Balki?" Balki runs back to her and asks,
"Yes? Yes, Miss Lydia?" "Uh, do you have my
mail?" Lydia asks.
"Oh, Iím sorry, Miss Lydia,"
Balki says, "In all the excitement I forgot to bring you your mail but donít
worry . . . " Balki picks up Miss Lydia and runs
her over to his work table. " . . . because I can always bring you to
your mail." Miss Lydia giggles as Balki sets her down on his work
table and hands her the mail. "Oh, thank you," Lydia laughs,
"Oh, well, what excitement?" "Well, you see, my . . . my
little cartoon Dimitriís World is going to be moving from the company
newsletter to the Chronicle and Iím going to be drawing it and Cousin Larryís
going to be writing it!" Balki explains happily, and he hugs Lydia, then he
turns and hugs Larry. Balki moves back to Lydia, who shakes his hand and
says, "Oh, congratulations, Balki." "Thank you," Balki
replies, "Do you want to see it?" "Oh, yes," Lydia
smiles. Balki pushes her over onto her side to retrieve the cartoon, which
she is sitting upon. "Whoa!" Lydia cries. Balki uprights
her and hands her the cartoon. "Itís a . . . itís a little rough
because I havenít shaded it in yet," Balki explains, then he turns to
Larry and says, "Cousin, Iíd love to stay here and tickle your brain for
some Dimitri ideas but . . . but I got to go deliver this mail."
Balki pushes Lydia over again and
retrieves a stack of mail before uprighting her again . "Donít think
until I get back," Balki tells Larry, "I know I wonít."
Balki runs off toward the loading dock, leaping for joy again. Larry turns
to Lydia, looking depressed. "Iím writing a cartoon," he
sighs, "I canít wait for Jennifer to get back from her flight so . . . so
I can tell her ĎGuess what your husband the journalist is doing? Iím
putting words in a sheepís mouth.í You know, I . . . I . . . Iím not
gonna stand for it. Iím just gonna tell Mr. Wainwright I wonít do
it!" "Wait, wait, wait a minute, Larry," Lydia stops him as
she gets off the table, "Larry! Dimitriís not just a sheep.
Heís a gold mine!" "What do you mean, Ďa gold mine?í"
Larry asks. "Larry, this cartoon could end up running in papers all
over the country," Lydia points out, "Dimitri could be bigger than
Garfield! Just think of the marketing possibilities of a soft, wooly,
cuddly sheep. Dimitri calendars, lunch boxes, coffee cups, greeting cards
. . . " "Coloring books, posters, breakfast cereal!" Larry
catches on. He takes the cartoon from Lydia and says, "Well, Dimitri,
you are going to be the sheep that lays the golden egg!"
night at the house, Balki is sitting on the couch in the living room wearing a
beret and balancing a drawing pad on his lap. Dimitri is sitting on the
coffee table in front of him. "Now, in this first scene youíre
supposed to be sad," Balki directs, "So . . . let me see
sad." Balki starts to draw as Larry walks in the door carrying his
jacket and briefcase. "Hi, Balki!" Larry greets. "Oh,
hi Cousin," Balki replies, then he sets down the drawing pad and takes off
the beret, putting it on Dimitri and saying, "Okay . . . take five,
babe." Larry comes over and sits on the arm of the couch.
"Ready to get started on Dimitri?" Balki smiles. "Well, not
so fast, Balki," Larry says, "If weíre gonna work together, first
thing we gotta do is decide on a basic concept for the cartoon."
"Iíve given this a lot of thought and I think it would be good for the
first cartoon . . . the first time we see Dimitri, what is he doing? Heís
helping out with chores. I like him for that, donít you?"
"Balki, thatís sweet," Larry smiles. "Oh, thank you,
Cousin," Balki is tickled. "But sweet stinks," Larry
"But Cousin, uh . . . Dimitri is a .
. . is a . . . is a sweet, kind, cuddly little sheep," Balki points
out. "Balki, todayís kids donít want sweet, kind and cuddly,"
Larry insists, "See . . . see, what todayís kids want is a . . . is a
sheep thatís gonna be doing everything they want to do but canít. See,
they . . . they want a sheep thatíll . . . skip school. They . . . they
want a . . . a rebellious, mischievous sheep. They want a four-legged Bart
Simpson." Balki looks concerned and comments, "Then why donít
they just put two more legs on Bart and leave Dimitri alone?"
"Okay, Balki, you donít understand . . . " Larry begins, talking
down to Balki. "No, no Cousin, I understand," Balki
insists. "No, you donít get it." "I get
it." "No, you donít get it." "No, no,
no, no, no, no, no. I get it! I get it!" "Youíre
gonna get it!" Larry threatens. Balki holds his hand over his lips,
looking startled. "Balki, we have to take Dimitri and . . . and mold
him and shape him into something that kids want to see," Larry
explains. "Cousin, listen to me," Balki insists, slapping his
thighs, "Mr. Wainwright wants to see the little kind, sweet, cuddly Dimitri
that he saw in the company newsletter. And if we are not going to give him
that then I wash my face of the whole thing." "Okay," Larry
nods. "Okay," Balki sighs with relief.
"Okay," Larry repeats, then
continues, "Youíre out. Iíll have to do it myself."
"Oh! This is rich!" Balki scoffs, "Ha ha ha ha ha ha!
You think you can
do it yourself?" "Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha, yes," Larry
responds. They both look at each other and laugh "Ha ha ha ha ha ha
ha ha ha!" in an exaggerated manner. "How hard can it be to draw
a sheep?" Larry asks. They both stand up and Balki asks, "How
hard can it be to draw a sheep? The greatest painters who ever lived . . .
Rembrandt, Picasso, Earl Scheib . . . none of them ever even attempted a
sheep!" "Balki, I can draw a sheep and I donít need you,"
Larry states plainly. "Oh, is that so, Mr. I-Can-Do-It-Myself?"
Balki asks, "Well, then I quit!" "Good!" Larry smiles,
"Who needs ya?" Larry walks away as Balki sits down on the
couch. Larry stops on his way to the kitchen and says, "Oh, and Iíll
already have the first cartoon. Dimitri is gonna show a bunch of kids how
to sneak into the movies for free!" Larry laughs, then turns to go to
the kitchen, mocking Balkiís leaps of joy and exclaiming, "I have to
dance! I have to sing! I have to fly!" Balki remains on
the couch, looking concerned as the scene fades to black.
next day at the Chronicle, Larry is sitting at his desk with a artistís
pad. He is sketching Dimitri, who is sitting on Balkiís worktable.
Larry rips the top page from the pad and wads it up before throwing it into the
trash, which is already filled and overflowing with wadded pieces of
paper. The elevator door opens and Balki enters, eyeing the growing pile
of paper on the floor by Larryís desk. He stops behind Larry and looks
at what heís drawing, then rolls his eyes and walks on. Balki walks to
his worktable and picks up Dimitri, saying, "Hey, Dimitri, did you miss
me?" Larry rips off yet another page and wads it up, throwing it
down. Balki eyes Larry and Larry gives him a smug look of fake confidence in
return. "I wasnít aware they moved the recycling bin down
here," Balki remarks. We can now see that the wadded up papers are
all around Larryís desk. Balki whistles as he walks over to Larryís
desk and tosses some mail into Larryís in box. Larry is working on
another drawing. Balki squats down beside him to observe Larryís work.
you know what? Thatís . . . thatís really quite a wonderful drawing .
. . of a shoe," Balki comments, "Would, um . . . would this be the
cartoon where Dimitri dreams heís a penny loafer?" Larry rips off
the top page and wads it up, throwing it down with the others. Mr.
Wainwright enters from the archives and sees Dimitri sitting on Balkiís
table. "Appleton, Bartokomous," he calls. They stand as
Mr. Wainwright picks up Dimitri and asks, "Howís the Dimitri cartoon
coming?" "Well, Mr. Wainwright, Iím gonna let Cousin Larry
field this one," Balki smiles smugly. "Well, itís . . . itís
coming along amazingly well, Mr. Wainwright," Larry assures him as he runs
over to his boss, "You know, I have to admit it, this little sheep really
makes me laugh." Larry laughs in an exaggerated manner.
"Well, if itís coming along that well why wait Ďtil next week?"
Mr. Wainwright asks, "Iíll put it in the paper this Sunday.
Have it on my desk first thing in the morning." "Y . . . yes,
sir," Larry answers as Mr. Wainwright exits.
looks panicked and runs back to his desk. "Balki, did you hear
that? We . . . we have to have it finished and on Mr. Wainwrightís desk
first thing tomorrow morning." Balki stands with his arms crossed
just looking at Larry. "Iím sorry, Cousin, I . . . I donít quite
understand." "M . . . Mr. Wainwright says Dimitri has to be done
by tomorrow morning," Larry repeats urgently. "Oh no no, that
part I understand," Balki explains, "What I donít quite have a grasp
on is why you are using the word Ďwe.í" "Okay, okay,"
Larry hums, "Mmm . . . I admit I may have overestimated my ability to draw
Dimitri." Balki slowly reaches over and picks up a page with a
hideously drawn sheep on it. Balki sets it back down and crosses his arms
again. "Okay, okay, I admit it," Larry scrambles, "I canít
do it. I canít draw Dimitri. You have to do it. You have to
draw Dimitri. Balki, help me." Larry starts to grovel.
"Help me, please. Help me . . . help me . . . help me."
"Cousin, I would love to help
you," Balki says, imitating the nasal way Larry says the last two words,
"but as you may recall you and I just donít see
ear to ear on how Dimitri should be presented. Um, you see, I . . . I
really see him as a sweet, kind, cuddly little sheep." Balki shrugs
and walks back to his table. "Okay, okay, you know . . . you know, I
. . . I may have taken the idea of changing Dimitri just a little too far,"
Larry admits as he carries the drawing pad over to Balkiís table, "But I
can admit when Iím wrong. N . . . now, Iíd be willing to cut back a
bit. You know . . . all right, tell you what . . . tell you what . . . weíll
give Dimitri . . . tough exterior but a heart oí gold. Huh? I love
it! I love it!" Larry opens the pen and places it in Balkiís
hand, even though Balki isnít responding at all. Larry then picks up the
pad and puts it under the pen, exclaims, "I love it! Ooh ooh ooh,
yes! I love the idea! Yes! Yes!" Larry first moves
Balkiís hand, trying to get him to start to draw, then start moving the pad
around beneath the pen, getting Balki to draw even though heís not
moving. Larry finishes by tossing Balkiís hand with the pen up twice so
the pen comes down to make dots and exclaims, "Thereís his eyes!"
smiles but shakes his head "No." Larry gets fed up and puts the
pad down and takes the pen to close it and put it down as well, saying,
"Okay, you know what? Iíll tell you something, Balki, I have had
it. I mean, what is it with you and . . . and your obsession with this
ridiculous toy?" "Cousin, listen, Dimitri is not a ridiculous
toy," Balki says as he picks up Dimitri, "There was a real Dimitri, a
sheep that I had on Mypos, and he wasnít just any little sheep, you
know? He was . . . he was the finest and the friendliest and the fluffiest
sheep in the flock. And, uh . . . one night we were out, uh . . . doing
our evening jog, and um . . . all of a sudden out of nowhere this ox cart comes
barreling out of some side street and is bearing down on us and Dimitri,
thinking quick, with his itty bitty little tiny sheep legs, pushes me out of the
way and saves my life. And I . . . I couldnít do anything for him.
So I took the wool from the real Dimitri and I made this little stuffed Dimitri
so that he would always be . . . with me."
pauses, then says, "You know, I see Dimitri a . . . as . . . sweet, kind
and cuddly. What do you think?" Balki smiles and nods.
"Well, we can go that way," Larry sighs. Balki pats Larryís
shoulder and says, "Thank you, Cousin." "But if weíre
gonna get everything done by morning weíre gonna have to work very hard,"
Larry points out. Balki sets down Dimitri and picks up the pen and starts
to draw on the second page of the pad. "Now, weíll stay up all
night if we have to," Larry continues, "Maybe you could do, uh . . .
some kind of, uh . . . rough drawing and . . . and Iíll do an outline.
Weíll . . . weíll get it to Mr. Wainwright, tell him itís just a first
draft and . . . and ask him if heíll give us a few extra days to finish it
up. And, uh, Iím sure heíll be happy to give us the extra
time." Balki tears off the second sheet and holds it up to show Larry
the completed drawing of the cartoon. "Okay, Iím finished with my
part," Balki announces, "You just got to fill in the
bubbles." Balki hands Larry the cartoon and then picks up Dimitri and
walks away happily.
days later in the City Room of the Chicago Chronicle, Larry and Balki are
waiting. Larry is pacing nervously as Balki looks through a large
magnifier attached to a desk. "Balki?" Larry asks, then he sees
Balki looking through the magnifier, his eye looking huge. Larry waves his
hand like a claw on the other side of the magnifier and Balki screams in
terror. Larry pulls Balki away from the desk. "Balki, I have
been racking my brains trying to figure out why Wainwright wants to meet us up
here," Larry says worriedly. "I donít know why he want to meet
us up here," Balki says, "The last time I was up here Mr. Wainwright
was firing Miss Johnson and the time before that I was up here and I lost my
mitten," Balki starts to cry. "Oh my Lord," Larry gasps,
"Balki, thatís it. Thatís why he wants to meet us up
here." "He found my mitten?" Balki asks hopefully.
"No, heís going to fire us!" Larry cries, "This is where
Wainwright fires people. He probably likes to put on a little show in
front of everybody."
The elevator door opens and Mr. Wainwright
enters the City Room. Larry and Balki step forward to meet him.
"Appleton. Bartokomous. I suppose
you know why I called you up here?" "Yes, sir, we do, sir,"
Larry begins, "and . . . and may I say although I do agree with each and
every one of your decisions and . . . and you are one of the great decision
makers of our time . . . " Mr. Wainwright holds up a hand and says,
"Thatís enough, Appleton. I wanted to tell you that everyone loved
the Dimitri cartoon. I especially like the . . . the innocence of Dimitriís
World. A lot of people would have tried to change him into a rebellious,
mischievous sheep but not you." "Oh, no, no, not us, sir,"
Larry is quick to agree, then notices the look Balki is giving him and mellows,
saying, "No, not . . . not us, Mr. Wainwright." "Iím
gonna run it every Sunday on the Childrenís page," Mr. Wainwright
announces. "Oh Cousin!" Balki exclaims, "Now we are so
happy we do the Dance of Joy!" Balki tries to do the Dance of Joy but
Larry stops him, saying, "No, no, wait, Balki." Larry places a
hand on Balkiís face to stop him and insists, "Later . . . later . . .
later . . . " Mr. Gorpley is standing by the coffee maker, holding a
pot and now paying attention.
you know why I asked you to meet me on this floor?" Mr. Wainwright
asks. "Well, of course we do. Donít be ridiculous!"
Balki steps forward, "To see the little show that Cousin Larry says you put
on in front of everyone. I hope itís ĎOklahoma!í"
"Thatís what I love about you, Bartokomous," Mr. Wainwright sighs,
"Youíre innocent and kind and . . . face it, youíve got the mind of a
child." "And the socks to match," Balki agrees, lifting his
leg to show Mr. Wainwright his polka dotted socks. "And thatís why
Iím making you the editor of the Sunday Childrenís page," Mr.
Wainwright finishes. Mr. Gorpley is pouring a cup of coffee and is so
stunned he overflows the cup and coffee spills everywhere. He smiles and
waves at them with embarrassment. Larry stands with his mouth hanging open and
gasps, "Balkiís an editor?" "Heís perfect," Mr.
Wainwright notes. "Balkiís an editor?" Larry asks again.
"Yes, he is," Mr. Wainwright confirms. "Iím a
predator?" Balki asks.
"Youíre an editor," Mr.
Wainwright corrects, then he takes Balki by the wrist and leads him to a desk,
"And with a new job come new responsibilities
. . . and a new office. What do you think of it?" Balki is
overwhelmed as he approaches the desk and pulls out a short chair from under the
tall drawing table. "Oh, oh, Mr. . . . Mr. Wainwright, I love
it! I absolutely love it!" Balki sits on the small chair and
his shoulders are just barely above the surface of the inclined table.
"This is gonna take some getting used to, but . . . I think I can make it
work," Balki notes. Larry walks over and wheels Balki on the small
chair away from the desk and then rolls a taller chair to the desk. Larry
grabs Balki by the hair and pulls him up into the taller chair. "Wwowww!"
Balki exclaims. "Well, Balki, congratulations," Larry says
sincerely, "Iím very happy for you." Sadly, Larry turns and
walks toward the elevator, saying, "If anyone wants to reach me Iíll . .
. Iíll be in the basement . . . with all the other people going
nowhere." Larry pushes the button for the elevator. "Iíll
just get in the elevator and press ĎBí for bottom of the barrel."
Mr. Wainwright has followed Larry to the
elevator. "You know, Mr. Wainwright," Larry says, "I . . .
I would have made a . . . a pretty good editorial
writer. But . . . but youíll never know. Because when it comes to
having an eye for talent youíre as blind as a bat." "Well, as
a matter of fact, Appleton, since the cartoon only runs one day a week I was
going to offer you the job as my new editorial writer," Mr. Wainwright
reveals. "What vision you have, sir!" Larry gushes, "And I
hope you didnít mind my . . . my little joke about the . . . "
Larry indicates pointy teeth and flaps his hands like a bat. "I mean
. . . we can . . . we can kid with each other, canít we, sir?"
"Of course we can," Mr. Wainwright smiles, shaking hands with Larry,
"Congratulations on your promotion and, uh, I hope you like your new
office." He indicates the desk in front of Balkiís. It even
has a computer! "Ooh! Ooh! Ooh!" Larry gasps
excitedly. "And have a nice day, Shorty," Mr. Wainwright
adds. Larry turns with angry surprise, then points at Mr. Wainwright,
getting the return jab and laughing. "Good one, sir," Larry
smiles. Balki runs around to Larry and says, "Cousin, Cousin,
congratulations and welcome to the top of the barrel!"
Mr. Gorpley steps forward and says in a
groveling manner, "Excuse me, Mr, Wainwright, sir. I couldnít help
overhearing . . . if Bartokomous is going to be an editor then whoís going to
be doing the Mypiotís work in the mail room?" "Uh, Gorpley, Iíve
been aware for quite some time that Bartokomous
has been doing his job and yours in the mail room," Mr. Wainwright informs
him, "And Iíve decided, uh . . . itís about time you do your job
. . . and his." Mr. Wainwright pulls an envelope from his inside
jacket pocket and hands it to Mr. Gorpley, saying, "Outgoing, I
believe." Mr. Wainwright enters the elevator to leave. Mr. Gorpley is
fuming and turns to Balki and Larry, saying coolly, "Well, I suppose you
think Iím, ooh . . . bitter? Angry? Well, I am! And let me
remind you . . . poison is often odorless and tasteless." He exits
angrily. "Iím gonna miss those helpful little tips of Mr. Gorpleyís,"
Balki sighs. "Well, Balki, we are on our way," Larry smiles,
"People are finally starting to look at us as mature, responsible
professionals." "Cousin, is it . . . is it okay now?" Balki
asks. Larry looks around and then nods, "Now." They step
away from the desk and Balki exclaims, "Now we are so happy, we do the
Dance of Joy!" They perform the Dance of Joy and the episode ends.
There are a number of
differences between the shooting script dated October 24, 1991 and the episode
there was an opening segment which didn't make it into the show. Balki is
at his work table in the basement and Larry enters. Balki fans out five
letters. "Cousin, don't take another step. You have to do
something very important for me. Pick a letter, any letter."
Larry takes a letter. "Classifed, right?" Balki asks.
"Yeah, how did you know?" Larry asks. "They're all
Classified," Balki explains, "You want me to teach you the
trick?" "No, Balki, I don't have the time," Larry says,
"I'm going to the archives. I'm going to put together copies of my
best articles to show Mr. Wainwright. I heard he is looking for an
editorial writer. When he sees my work, he'll have to give me the
job." Larry starts to exit to the archives. "Make sure you
get the one about the cat who can square dance," Balki calls after
him. This is when Mr. Wainwright enters from the elevator.
- When Balki explains the unpublished Dimitri's World strip to Mr. Wainwright,
one part is left out of the show. Balki explains it like this: "You
see, Dimitri is standing on a street corner waiting for the light to turn from
'Don't Walk' to 'Walk.' Right? And Dimitri is saying, 'Walk, don't
walk, walk, don't walk. What to do. What to do.' Don't look
yet. This part he's just thinking. The really funny part comes in
the fourth panel when we discover Dimitri is too short to push the button."
- After Larry points out that he has a file full of unique articles, Balki
interjects, "May I remind you, he broke the story on Tex, the two-stepping
- After Larry chimes in on the merchandising idea with, " . . . coloring
books, posters, breakfast cereal," he adds, "Lydia, you might be
right." "Of course I'm right," Lydia confirms, "I've
had some marketing experience of my own. Not long ago the Home Shopping
Network sold my personal line of massage oil, 'Lydia All Over.'"
"How did you do?" Larry asks. "Because of that show, I got
a lot of offers," Lydia replies. "That's great," Larry
says. "And I even managed to sell some massage oil," she
adds. She leaves and this is when Larry comments that Dimitri will be the
sheep that lays the golden egg.
- When Balki is beginning to draw and having Dimitri pose for him, he instructs,
"Okay, Dimitri, just because we've hit the big time, don't be
nervous. Just pose like you always do. Now, in the first panel
you're a little sad. Let me see sad. Not too much, not too much . .
. Think more melancholy." Balki sketches, then comments,
"Nobody works better under stress than you do."
- After Larry says they need to decide on the basic concept of the cartoon, he
asks, "Now, exactly where do you see the Dimitri cartoon going?"
"I see it going on the children's page of the Chronicle," Balki
answers. "No, Balki, I mean what direction do you see the cartoon
going?" Larry tries again. "Well, Cousin, I kind of imagined it
going left to right across the page," Balki answers. "I mean
what is Dimitri going to be doing in the cartoon?" Larry asks with
frustration. "Oh, oh, oh, oh. Well, I've given it a lot of
thought and I think the first cartoon should be about Dimitri helping with
chores. What I like about it, what excites me is it's so visual.
Can't you just picture it? Or leading a small group of children safely to
school. I like him for that, don't you?" "That's sweet,
Balki," Larry says without emotion. "Thank you," Balki
smiles, "Dimitri and I worked through dinner." "But sweet
stinks," Larry adds.
- After Larry says kids want a Dimitri that will do everything they can't, he
includes, "They want a sheep who will skip school, play practical jokes on
his teachers and stay out past his curfew."
- After Balki suggests they put two more legs on Bart Simpson and leave Dimitri
alone, he adds, "I've got to tell you, mischievous stinks."
- Instead of calling Larry, "Mr. I-Can-Do-It-Myself," Balki calls him,
"Mr. Mold and Shape." After Larry exits to the kitchen (there is
no indication in the script of him mocking Balki's earlier exultation), Balki
says to Dimitri, "Don't worry, Dimitri, he may get my goat, but he'll never
get my sheep."
- After Balki comes into the office and picks up Dimitri he says, "Hello,
Dimitri, did you miss me? Did anybody interesting come and visit?
Were you polite? You're a good sheep."
- When Larry is making Balki "draw," he suggests, "Okay, okay,
he's a nice little sheep who steals the occasional candy bar. I love
it. I love it."
- When Balki tells the story of Dimitri it's much shorter. Balki explains,
"Let me tell you something about this ridiculous toy. It happens to
be made out of the wool of the real Dimitri who pushed me out of the way of a
runaway cart on Mypos. He gave up his life to save mine. Not so
ridiculous now, is it?"
- After Balki tells Mr. Wainwright he hopes the show he's going to put on is
'Oklahoma,' he adds, "Although I don't really see you as Curly."
- When Larry is told about his new job and tries to make up for what he said
about Mr. Wainwright being blind as a bat, he says, "I hope you didn't mind
my little joke about those sightless marvels of nature."
- After Balki welcomes Larry to the top of the barrel, he adds, "Well, not
the top of the barrel, but the seventeenth floor of the barrel."
- There was also a final scene which took place in the basement. Larry is
at his desk and Balki is at his mail table. They are putting their
personal belongings into boxes. (Note: while the dialogue would seem to
indicate that flashbacks would be included, no such notes are made in the
script.) "You know, Balki, we've had some good times down here,"
Larry sighs, "I'm going to miss it." "Yeah, we've worked
here for four years," Balki agrees, "I never thought we'd get past the
first day." "And we've met a lot of interesting people down
here," Larry points out. "When you think of it, Cousin, we're
lucky to get out of here alive," Balki notes, "We also met a lot of
dangerous people in this basement." "And there's been some
unexplainable moments," Larry adds. "I know exactly what you're
talking about," Balki says. "Looking back on the time we spent
here, I don't think it was all that tough," Larry concludes, "We
pretty much just danced our way through it." "Cousin, I came to
this country with just a knapsack and a dream," Balki says, "Now my
dream is coming true and I've still got my knapsack. I love
America." They get into the elevator and look back
nostalgically. "Take a good look, Balki, who knows when we'll be back
here again," Larry suggests. "We'll be back here at the end of
the day, Cousin," Balki points out, "It's the only way we can get to
The scripts for the TGIF
promos which aired November 1, 1991 were included at the end of this script and
shot after the filming of this episode. You can view the script pages for
these promos below and you can currently view these spots on our YouTube
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