Strangers Episode Guide
15 - Two Men and a Cradle
First Air Date:
December 3, 1986
Nielsen Rating: 15.6 HH
Created by: Dale McRaven
Written by: Paula A. Roth
Directed by: Joel Zwick
Bronson Pinchot: Balki Bartokomous
Mark Linn-Baker: Larry Appleton
Ernie Sabella: Mr. Donald Twinkacetti
Candi Milo: Gina Morelli
Deborah Benson: Linda Richards
Appearances: Dimitri can be seen sitting on the chair to the right of the
couch throughout the episode. However, earlier in the episode he has
something around his neck, which may in fact be a baby sheep in a papoose!
"Canít pull the wool over your nose."
"You donít want to have a nervous breakdance."
"Any other bright ideas, Mr. Spock?"
ridiculous: Said three times in this episode.
used in this episode:
"Watch . . . and learn!"
"Cousin, you are a genius!"
"We gotta talk about that."
"Oh my Lord!"
"Hi!" (in stereo)
"Are you crazy?"
"Oh po po!"
Other running jokes
used in this episode:
Balki laughs at his own joke (although he doesnít say "Where do I come up
Balki tries to warn Larry against doing something but Larry won't listen and it
turns out Balki was right
Larry grabs Balki by the shirt
"The Star-Spangled Banner (American National Anthem)" - Balki sings
one line when Gina says she and Steve are going to Philadelphia
"Rock-a-bye Baby" - sung by Larry to try to get Little Frankie to go
"The Brady Bunch Theme" - sung by Balki and Larry to get Little
Frankie to go to sleep
- The title of the episode is based on a classic
1986 French film called 3 Hommes et un Couffin (3 Men and a Cradle).
The film was remade in the U.S. in 1987 as Three Men and a Baby.
- This is the second appearance of Candi Milo as Balkiís friend Gina
and also the second appearance of her baby Frankie (although the baby wasnít
named in the last episode and we never actually saw the baby when it was
delivered). Gina also mentions her husband Steve who is once again talked
about but never seen. While these could have been long-term recurring
characters this is the last episode in which Gina appeared or was even
mentioned. You can visit Candi's official site by clicking here.
- Larry makes reference to his siblings again,
mentioning Elaine in the context that when he was a kid his mother used to say
"Let Elaine tie you up!" Elaine was probably the most mentioned
Appleton sibling apart from Brother Billy, both of whom would make appearances
in the series, Elaine later this season and Billy in the third season.
Mentioned only in this episode is Larryís younger brother Davey who as a baby
used to like it when Larry made faces at him.
- The way which Balki and Larry sing The Brady
Bunch Theme in this episode was so hilarious they did it again briefly in
the third season episode Couch Potato. Undoubtedly most Perfect
Strangers fans cannot even sing the theme song any more without adding
"da da da da dum" after the appropriate lines.
- Gina leaves Balki and Larry with Frankie in a
baby carriage and a bag of provisions, but in the scene where they are trying to
sing Frankie to sleep he is in a bassinet. Where did the bassinet come
from? (Note: the script says it is a portable crib but would one of those
fit into the bag Gina handed to Larry?)
While the baby carriages look very similar, Balki and Larry must not have
been very observant at the park because there is one major difference.
Frankie's carriage had white oval designs on the side while Katie's carriage did
The episode begins in the Ritz Discount Store. Balki is kneeling down next
to a baby carriage. Gina, Balki's friend from his
citizenship class, is standing by the carriage. "Hello, Little
Frankie," Balki says to the baby inside the carriage as he gives him a
bottle, "Dach bo deez dis ne nik nik machnif manilk
nunk." Balki looks up at Gina with surprise and says, "This
little baby speaks Myposian! I just told him to drink his bottle, cry a
little and let the milk dribble down his chin and he did it."
"Now are you sure you don't mind keeping the baby for the weekend?"
Gina asks. "Gina, it's no problem," Balki assures her.
"Do you think it will be okay with Larry?" Gina asks.
"Well, of course I do. Don't be ridiculous," Balki says, then
adds, "Do we have to tell him?" "Balki!" Gina scolds.
"Okay, it's . . . it's no problem," Balki insists, "I'll handle
him." Larry enters the store and smiles. "Gina!"
"Hi," Gina greets him.
"Look who she's got with her,"
Balki says, "It's Little Frankie." "Oh hi, Frankie.
How's it goin', pal? Huh?" Larry asks the baby
playfully, then he comments to Gina, "I bet you and Steve can't get enough
of this little guy." "Oh yeah, it's wonderful," Gina says
less than enthusiastically. "Gina, what's the problem?" Larry
asks. "Well, look, you know that Steve's a truck driver," Gina
explains, "and he's gone a week, sometimes two weeks at a time. When
we're apart, he misses me." "Well, of course he misses you . . .
thatís natural," Larry says. "No, I mean he really
misses me," Gina emphasizes. "W . . . well, yes, uh . . . "
Larry stammers. "You know . . . you know what I think?" Balki
asks, "I think that all Gina and Steve need is some time alone away from
the baby." "Well, Balki, you're right," Larry agrees,
"I think that's a wonderful idea." "I'm glad you said
that," Balki smiles. Larry starts to get suspicious and points out,
"Well, actually you said it first." "Yes, but you
said it was a wonderful idea. I heard you," Balki notes as
Gina nods in agreement.
"Balki, why do I get the feeling
there's more going on here than I'm aware of?" Larry asks worriedly.
"Canít pull the wool over
your nose," Balki sighs, "Cousin, I just thought it would be nice if
sometime we take the baby with us so that Gina and Steve could have some time
alone." "Well, that's no problem," Larry says.
"It's not?" Balki asks. "Of course not," Larry
insists, "Gina, I tell you what . . . sometime next summer why don't you
and Steve just plan a really romantic evening . . . oh, what the heck . . . make
it a weekend . . . and Balki and I will take care of Little Frankie."
"Oh, what the heck, how about we take him right now?" Balki suggests.
"W . . . what, now?" asks a surprised Larry, "Well, uh . . . I .
. . I'm sure Gina needs time to make plans." "Oh, they're
made!" Gina announces, much to Larry's shock, "I'm going with Steve on
a weekend run to Philadelphia." "Philadelphia! The
birthplace of the Constitution!" Balki states, and he starts singing 'The
Star Spangled Banner.' "I . . . I'm aware of that," Larry
assures them, "I . . . I just . . . " "Listen, don't worry
about a thing," Gina says quickly, handing Larry a bag full of baby items,
"Everything you need is right here in this bag."
"Well, I . . . " Larry tries to
be heard. "I have left complete instructions with Balki," Gina
continues, "Now, if you need to reach me
you can get me on Steve's CB. His handle is 'The Italian Stallion.'"
She leans down to kiss her son, saying, "Oh, be a good boy, Frankie.
Mama loves you." To Larry and Balki she says, "Thanks for
everything. This means a lot to me. Ciao. Graci."
Balki and Gina exchange some words in Italian while Larry tries desperately to
be heard. "Maybe . . . maybe one day we should, uh . . . uh . .
" But Gina hurries to the door and is gone. "Bye.
Bye," Larry waves, "Have a wonderful time." Larry turns on
Balki immediately scowls, saying, "You tricked me!" Balki lifts
Frankie out of his carriage. "Now Cousin, Little Frankie's watching .
. . you . . . you donít want to have a nervous breakdance."
At this moment Mr. Twinkacetti enters the store in time to hear Larry say,
"Balki, this is a decision we both should have made."
Twinkacetti stares at them in disbelief and Larry realizes heís looking at two
men with a baby. He starts to explain but Twinkacetti stops him.
"I donít know how you did it . . . and I donít wanna know!" and
Later that night in the apartment, Balki
is cradling Little Frankie in his arms when a timer goes off. "Oop.
Okay, I got to go pick up the laundry now," Balki tells Larry as he carries
Frankie to the carriage, "Uh . . . Cousin, will you be here?"
Larry is sitting on the
couch, reading a book. "Watching the baby is not my job," he
reminds Balki, "I have a life, you know." "Well, I'll be
right back," Balki says as he lays Frankie in the carriage, cooing,
"Okay, okay . . . don't worry, Little Frankie. Your bottle will be
ready in just a minute." Balki hurries out the door to get the
laundry. Larry eyes Frankie, who is making quiet gurgling sounds.
"Itís not going to work," Larry tells him, "Balki is the one
who made a promise to your mother and heís the one whoís going to have to
keep it." Frankie keeps making baby sounds. "I know what
you're trying to do," Larry says, "You think if you do something
adorable, I'll melt. Well, you can forget it." Frankie makes a
laughing kind of sound. "Now come on. Cut that out," Larry
smiles, melting fast. Frankie keeps giggling and Larry leans over, asking,
"Did that come from you, you little . . . ?"
Balki enters the apartment carrying a
basket of laundry and Larry quickly resumes reading his book. "How is
Balki asks as he carries the basket to the couch and sets it on the floor.
"Hmm? Oh, fine I suppose," Larry says, "I really haven't
been paying attention." Balki starts folding baby clothes.
"What's that . . . your third load?" Larry asks.
"Fourth," Balki corrects, "And this is no a fun job. In
Mypos, we don't have washing machines and ready-made formula but at least we
have diapers that don't fall apart when you wash them." Balki takes a
mangled disposable diaper out of a bag and look at it. "Balki, those
are disposable diapers," Larry informs him. "Well, of course
they are, donít be ridiculous," Balki says, then asks, "Whatís
your point?" "Balki, after the baby goes boom-boom you're
supposed to throw them away," Larry explains. "Then what?"
Balki asks. "Then you use a new one," Larry answers. Balki
looks confused. "This is all very complicated and very tiring."
"Well I hope youíre learning a lesson in all this," Larry scolds.
"Are you going to talk down to me now?" Balki asks.
"Yes," Larry answers, "Yes,
I am. It just so happens that I have a lot more experience with babies
than you." "Well, of course you
do," Balki agrees, "Your Mama had nine of them." "Yes
. . . yes she did," Larry confirms, "And I always had to help her with
the others. She'd say, 'Larry, run to the store and get some more milk.
Larry, babysit your brother. Larry, let Elaine tie you up.'"
"Boy, that Elaine was a pistol," Balki comments. "Never
mind Elaine," Larry says, "The point is I know there's more to taking
care of a baby than just holding it and letting it coo at you and you should
have known it, too. You take responsibility too lightly!"
"Mmmm . . . maybe," Balki hesitates. "You do," Larry
insists, "You do. Say it." "I take responsibility too
lightly," Balki confesses. "That's right," Larry says with
a satisfied air. "N . . . now, will you . . . will you help me?"
Balki asks. "Well . . . someone's got to," Larry states as he
drops his book onto the coffee table. Balki grabs Larry's hand and places
his head down upon it, saying, "Oh thank you, thank you, thank you . . .
" Larry gets up from the couch and walks to the carriage with Balki
"Well, I think it's getting close to
the little fella's feeding time. Now Balki . . . when you burp Little
Frankie later you'll want to put a towel on your shoulder so he doesn't dittle
on your shirt." "Cousin, youíre a genius!" Balki
proclaims, then asks, "Why you didnít
tell me that five shirts ago?" "Is that his bottle?" Larry
asks, motioning to a baby bottle in a pan of water on the stove.
"Well, it's not mine!" Balki jokes, laughing at his own humor.
"All right now, Balki, listen very carefully," Larry instructs as he
gets the bottle, "It's very important that the temperature of the milk is
right." "Yes, I know that, but . . . " Balki says, reaching
for the bottle, but Larry walks away. "You don't want it to be too
hot or too cold," Larry continues, "so what you want to do after you
warm the bottle is to just throw a few drops on your arm . . . "
"Yes, yes," Balki tries to interrupt, "I know that. Cousin
. . . " "Balki, please . . . Balki . . . do you want my help or
not?" "Yes I do, but . . . but . . . " "All
right then, Balki . . . just . . . Balki . . . Balki . . . watch . . . and
learn! You just want to sprinkle a few drops on the inside of your
wrist." Larry tips the bottle over and the top falls off, dumping
formula all over Larry's arm. "Warm enough?" Balki finally asks.
"Perfect," Larry answers.
that night Balki is asleep on the couch and Larry is falling to sleep on the
chair next to Frankie, who is in a bassinet. Frankie is wailing, waking
Larry who is obviously dead tired and making a feeble attempt to rock the
bassinet. "Balki," Larry calls as he stands up and walks to the
couch, "Balki . . . wake up. It's three in the morning. It's
your turn." Balki pushes himself up from the couch, complaining
sleepily, "Already? I . . . I don't understand. He can't be
hungry." Larry sits on the couch and Balki walks to the bassinet to
pick up Frankie. "He's not wet," Balki notes, "Why you
won't sleep?" "Maybe he's a night person," Larry suggests.
Balki starts walking the floor with Frankie and asks, "How do parents live
through this?" "Iíll tell you how," Larry responds,
"They get a couple of jerks to take their baby off their hands. Let
me amend that . . . they get one jerk to trick a bigger jerk into taking a baby
off their hands."
"So you're saying this is all my
fault?" Balki asks. "Yes, that's exactly what I'm saying,"
Larry confirms, "You should have known we
couldn't handle this kind of responsibility." "Well, what
happened to Mr. "I-Come-From-A-Big-Family?" Balki asks.
"Oh, okay," Larry sighs, getting up from the couch and joining Balki
at the bassinet where he's set Frankie back down, "Okay . . . how about
this? My little brother Davey used to like it when I made faces at
him." Balki gives Larry a skeptical look. "Well, it's
worth a try," Larry notes, squatting down next to the bassinet. He
proceeds to make a couple of weird faces, causing Frankie to cry even more.
"Any other bright ideas, Mr. Spock?" Balki asks. Larry's
eyes open wide with realization. "Balki . . . we've overlooked the
simplest solution of all." "Well, of course we have. Don't
be ridiculous," Balki agrees, then asks, "What is it?"
"Use your head," Larry says, "Since the beginning of time what
have mothers done to calm cranky babies?" Balkiís eyes open wide
and he responds, "Well, I can think of one thing but . . . weíre not
equipped for that." "Iím talking about singing the baby to
sleep!" Larry suggests. "Cousin, you are a genius!" Balki
proclaims, "What should we sing?"
"What else?" Larry asks, and he
proceeds to sing "Rock-a-bye baby." As Balki listens to the
lyrics, he becomes more and more horrified: "Rock-a-bye baby, on the
treetop; when the wind blows the cradle will rock; when the bough breaks the
cradle will fall,
and down will come baby, cradle and all. . . " "Stop it!"
Balki cries, "You give him nightmares! Who made up such a terrible
song?" "Itís not such a terrible song. My mother sang it
to me all the time!" Larry cries. "Well, that explains a
lot," Balki comments. "I suppose you have a better song?"
Larry asks. "Well, of course I do," Balki says. "Oh,
is that right?" "That's right." "Oh,
really?" Larry asks. "I . . . Frankie should hear a song about a
happy family . . . " "Oh, I see." " . . . with
happy little children who don't fall out of trees and . . . " He
tilts his head to indicate an injury. "Well, please . . . be my
guest," Larry offers. Balki leans over the bassinet and starts to
sing, "Here's the story of a man named Brady, who was busy with three boys
of his own, da da da da dum . . . " As Balki continues to sing
"The Brady Bunch Theme," Larry is amazed to see it is working and
joins in, even singing the "da da da da dum" part. Together they
succeed in finally getting Frankie to sleep and the scene fades to black.
Act two begins in the apartment during the
day. The door opens and Larry enters, pushing the baby carriage inside.
"You know . .
. the park's a totally different place when you have a child with you,"
Larry comments. Balki enters behind him, carrying some balloons and a
snack, and closes the door with his foot. "And taking Frankie along
was fun, too," Larry finishes his thought. "Too bad we didn't
know last night that he likes to sleep in the park," Balki notes.
"Did you notice how perky he was when he woke up from his nap?" Larry
asks as he hangs up his jacket, "Most babies take a little while to adjust
but not our Frankie." Balki sets down the balloons and snack and
takes off his jacket as well. "And he smiled at everyone who looked
into his carriage," Balki adds. "Mmm hmm," Larry hums,
hanging up Balki's jacket, "I think the other parents were a little
jealous, don't you?" "Well, of course they were. We had
the best baby," Balki agrees. "Did you notice how nervous some
of them were?" Larry asks, "I don't think they've had any experience
with babies at all. I don't know what the big fuss is. After all,
whatís a baby but a short adult in plastic pants?"
There is crying from the carriage.
"Oh, I know that cry!" Balki says, "That's an 'I'm wet and
uncomfortable' cry." Larry hands Balki
a diaper and goes to get a soda out of the refrigerator as Balki proceeds to
change the baby. As he walks away, Larry hums "The Brady Bunch
Theme." "Is Uncle Balki right?" Balki asks the baby,
"Are you all wet and . . . ?" Balki stops suddenly, looking
startled. "Cousin?" "Hmm?" Larry asks.
"The last time you changed Little Frankie, was he a little boy or a little
girl?" Balki asks. Larry thinks about this a moment, then walks to
Balki. "What are you talking about? He's a boy."
"Well, we gotta talk about that," Balki says, "This baby is a
girl." "That's not possible," Larry insists. "It
is possible if we took the wrong baby home from the park," Balki points
out, "Look for yourself." Larry frantically fumbles with the
baby's covers, then leans back in shock. "Oh my Lord. That's,
uh . . . whoa . . . that's . . . that's not a boy." "I just said
that," Balki notes. Larry turns on Balki, grabbing him by the
sleeves. "How could something like this happen?"
"Well, maybe it happened during the puppet show," Balki speculates,
"There were so many carriages just like Frankie's and you didn't notice you
took the wrong carriage."
"I took the wrong
carriage?" Larry cries. "Well . . . I couldn't be pushing the
carriage. I was getting the balloons," Balki says. "Well,
you're the one who wanted the balloons," Larry points out.
"Well, they were for Frankie," Balki explains. "Well,
theyíre not for Frankie now!" Larry cries. "What are we going
to do?" Balki cries in panic. "All right, all right," Larry
says, trying to be calm, "We'll go back to the park and look for
Frankie." Larry starts for the door but Balki stops him.
"Wait a minute . . . I got it . . . we go back to the park and look for
Frankie," Balki suggests. "Right!" Larry agrees. They
both run for the door. "Wait a minute!" Balki cries before they
open the door, "What if he's not there?" "Oh my God!"
Larry gasps, "What if he's not there?" Larry opens the door and
they both run out, closing the door behind them. A moment later the door
opens and they come back in for the baby carriage. "You did it
again!" Larry says. "I didn't leave the baby, you left the
baby!" Balki argues. They grab the carriage and run back out of the
apartment, leaving the door open. A moment later they come back.
"You left the door open!" Larry scolds. "I didn't leave the
door open," Balki argues as they close the door.
Some time later the door to the apartment
opens and Larry and Balki enter in despair, Larry pushing the same carriage they
"I can't believe we couldn't find the baby," Larry says in a monotone
voice. "I can't believe Gina's going to be here any minute and we
have to tell her we couldn't find the baby," Balki adds. Balki starts
looking around, calling, "Frankie? Frankie?" "Well,
what do you think? He came home on his own?" Larry asks. After
a moment Larry starts to look around and calls out hopefully, "Frankie?
Frankie?" "All right," Balki says, "We told everyone
at the park . . . we called the police, we called the newspapers. Is there
anything else we should have done?" "Well, how should I know?
Iíve never lost a baby before!" Larry starts to hyperventilate.
"All right, you need . . . you need to calm down," Balki urges,
"Calm down." Larry immediately stops hyperventilating.
"The people who took Frankie by mistake will realize they made a mistake
and they'll bring him back here," Balki points out. "Do you
think so?" Larry asks hopefully. "Yes," Balki assures him.
Larry sighs with relief.
"Unless . . . theyíre the ones that
owned the Winnebago we saw at the park," Balki realizes, "They could
be halfway across the
state before they realize they took the wrong baby!" "Why did
you have to say that?" Larry cries. "Did I say that?" Balki
asks. "We have to get Frankie back before Gina gets here," Larry
says adamantly. There is a knock at the door. "Gina!"
Balki and Larry cry in panic. "What are we going to do?" Balki
asks. "No problem," Larry says, "We're not here."
"But we are here," Balki points out. "She wonít
know that if we donít answer," Larry surmises, "In a little while
sheíll go away and in a couple of days weíll call her and tell her to come
get Frankie." Balki laughs nervously and asks, "You are kidding,
aren't you?" "Well, what do you suggest we do?" Larry
demands. "I suggest we tell her the truth," Balki says.
"Oh! Oh! That's just fine!" Larry says, "And when she
asks how everything went we just say 'Oh ho, smooth as silk with one slight
hitch . . . we lost the baby. Ha ha ha! How 'bout a soft
Gina knocks again and then calls through
the door, "Hey, anybody home?" "Well, I've got to open the
door for her," Balki says, moving
to head the door. "Oh, no you don't!" Larry cries, stopping him.
"Oh, yes I do!" Balki argues, picking up Larry and swinging him to
stand behind him. "Oh, no you don't!" Larry counters, grabbing
Balki and swinging him around the same way. "Cousin, I have to open
the . . . " Balki heads for the door and Larry grabs him around the
arms from behind but can't stop him, so Larry is dragged to the door with him.
"No, no!" Larry cries. Balki opens the door and they both
compose themselves, saying, "Hi!" "Hi," Gina smiles,
then she sees the carriage and starts to walk to it, "How's my Little
Frankie?" Larry ushers her away from the carriage, saying, "Oh
shh! Shhh! Asleep, asleep! We'll go over here." He
pulls Gina to the couch where they all sit down. "Oh well, I
certainly hope he wasn't too much trouble," Gina says. "Well,
everything was all right until today," Balki begins, despite Larry's
desperate movements to make him stop, "And then we took Frankie to the
park. And all we wanted . . . we . . . we meant for him to have a good
time . . . "
"What Balki is trying to say is that
we were having so much fun with Frankie that we . . . we . . . we hate to see
him go," Larry covers.
Balki has taken Gina's hand to comfort her. "Gina, uh . . . I . . . I
went to get a balloon for . . . for Frankie," Balki continues, "and .
. . and . . . and . . . I thought Cousin Larry . . . " "He
thought that I wanted a balloon," Larry laughs, "Why would I want a
balloon? Ha ha ha ha. But enough about us. How was your
weekend?" "Well, it was wonderful," Gina smiles, "Very
romantic. Steve and I worked out a lot of problems. We decided that
when Frankie gets a little older we're going to have another baby. Maybe
we'll have a girl next time." "Maybe sooner than you
think," Balki says, holding tightly onto her hand and kissing it,
"Gina . . . this is not easy but . . . we have something to tell you.
You have to know that . . . " "That you look terrible,"
Larry interrupts. "I do?" Gina asks with surprise.
"No, she does not," Balki argues. "Oh, yes she does!"
Larry insists, "Oh, yes you do. I . . . I know you've been on the
road eighteen hours but you don't want Frankie to see you until you freshen up.
You'll scare the dickens out of him!" Larry grabs Gina and leads her
to the bathroom, pushing her inside.
"Yeah, but Steve is waiting in the
truck," Gina points out. "Well, he can wait!" Larry
insists, shutting the bathroom door, "You take
all the time you need. The baby'll be here when you get out. Ha ha
ha ha ha!" Larry races out to the living room and grabs Balki by the
shirt, who is standing by the carriage. "What are you trying to
do?" Larry cries. "Iím trying to tell Gina the truth,"
Balki says. "Oh . . . " Larry begins when there is another knock
on the door. "Steve!" they both gasp. "Iíve got to
let him in," Balki insists. "Are you crazy?" Larry cries,
"Heís a teamster! Heíll kill us!" The person knocks
again. "Cousin, I've got to open that door," Balki says, moving
toward the door. Larry stops him, saying, "Oh, no you don't!"
"Oh, yes I do!" Balki argues, picking up Larry and moving him around
again. "Oh, no you don't!" Larry counters, doing the same thing.
Again Balki heads for the door and Larry grabs him from behind and is dragged
along. "No, no!" Larry grunts. Balki opens the door and
they compose themselves in front of a woman there, saying, "Hi!"
"Katie!" the woman cries,
running to the baby carriage in the living room. "Frankie!"
Balki and Larry cry, running into the hallway and
bringing in an almost identical baby carriage. The woman picks up her baby
and holds her. "Oh! Oh! Hi, I'm Linda Richards," she
introduces herself, "When I discovered I took the wrong baby I was almost
out of my mind with worry." "Oh, he was worried," Larry
says, pointing to Balki, "Iím just out of my mind." Linda puts
the baby back into the carriage and explains, "I went to the park and some
people told me to come here. Thank you so much for taking care of
her." "Oh, thank you for taking care of Frankie," Balki
replies. "Oh . . . well, I . . . Iíd better be going," Linda
says, "My husband has a Winnebago double-parked out front."
"I'd love to hear more about your trip," Larry says, hurrying her out
the door, "but uh, I don't want you to get a ticket. Uh, glad you
dropped by. See you again some other time. Bye bye, Katie!"
Larry comes back in laughing and closes the door before hurrying to Balki and
catching his breath.
"We made it," Larry sighs, then
adds, "And you were going to tell Gina the truth!" "How do
we know that this is Little Frankie?" Balki
asks. "There's one way to be sure," Larry says, and he fumbles
with with the blankets and then undoes the baby's diaper. Balki and Larry
look down with confidence. "Oh yes," Balki says.
"Yes. Yes!" Larry states, "That's him all right."
"That's the little baby," Balki agrees, "Little Italian
Stallion." Gina exits the bathroom and asks, "Well, how do I
look now?" "Oh, you look terrific," Larry assures her and
leads her to the baby carriage where Balki hands Frankie to her, saying,
"Oh po po!" "Hi," Gina says to Frankie, then to Balki
and Larry she says, "Thanks for everything. You guys are
fantastic." "Oh, it was nothing," Larry smiles. Gina
looks down at Frankie and asks, "Why is he wearing a t-shirt that says
'Katie?'" She looks to them for an explanation, which they don't
Later, Larry and Balki have made some
popcorn and sit down on the couch to watch television. "You know,
except for the last two
hours I kind of enjoyed having Frankie around," Larry notes, "Of
course for the last few hours . . . he wasnít around." "It
makes you realize what a lot of work it is being a mother," Balki says.
"Oh yeah, my mother had to raise nine of us," Larry adds.
"You know, tomorrow I'm going to go buy a present for my Mama to say thank
you," Balki says. "Well, that's a good idea," Larry agrees,
"I think I'll send my mother some flowers." "You know, it's
. . . it's not easy having someone depend on you to take care of them when they
canít take care of themselves," Balki notes. "Yeah, that
Frankie was a handful," Larry agrees. "I was talking about
you," Balki says. Balki turns on the television set and we hear The
Brady Bunch Theme playing. Balki and Larry join in on the "da da
da da dum" part and the episode ends.
There are a few variations between the Shooting Script
dated October 7, 1986 and the final episode:
- The turn of phrases "pull the wool over your
nose" and "you don't want to have a nervous breakdance" are
simpler in this script version, the first being "Can't fool you" and
the second being "You don't want to fall to pieces." Also
Twinkacetti's line after seeing them with the baby is simply "I don't even
want to hear about it."
- After Balki washes the disposable diets Larry
says "You aren't supposed to wash them." Balki replies with
"Oh, po po. And you say Mypos is backward. At least we're
- After Larry suggests they pretend not to be home
when Gina comes for Frankie he also says, "Okay, how about this? All
babies look the same. She'll be home before she notices anything's wrong
and we will have moved by then."
on to the next episode . . .