- ♪ Hodja get out of your bed and spin ♪ ♪ You got to spin on your head ♪ ♪ Till you’re almost dead… ♪♪
- Hey, if we were all in the shower you’d be begging for more.
- I’d be begging to get out.
- Alright, guys. Very good. I’ll see you at dress rehearsal tonight. Good-bye.
- ♪ To-rum-tum, good-bye ♪
- Good-bye, fellows.
- Very nice, guys.
- Alright, will see you at dress rehearsal..
- (together) Good-bye!
- Steph? Stephanie, honey, are you okay?
- I feel yucky.
- Honey, let’s see if you feel any better if I move you over to the couch, okay?
- Here you go. There you are.
- Now, how do you feel, honey?
- I still feel yucky.
- Hmm. Lemme check your forehead.
- I think she feels a little warm.
- Let me see that.
- Here, let me see that.
- Let me see that.
- I think they’re all running a fever.
- She’s really got a fever. Look at her. She’s sweating.
- Can I ask a question? Aren’t I too young to get pimples?
- Stephanie, those aren’t pimples. I think they’re chickenpox.
- Chickenpox? I caught something from a chicken?
- No, honey. You probably just caught this from somebody at school.
- Don’t worry. You’re gonna be fine. Everybody gets chickenpox.
- – I had ‘em. – I had ‘em.
- I had ‘em too.
- I never had ‘em and I never will. I’m immune to chickenpox.
- You can’t be immune to chickenpox, huh?
- Every kid in my school had ‘em but me. I guess, when you’re an awesome physical specimen like my own bad self..
- …germs take one look at my body and say hey, why waste our time?
- Women say the same thing.
- That’s right.
- Okay. So I guess nobody here has to worry about catching chickenpox.
- Oh, my God.
- I got her.
- Dad, I’m itching. I’m itching.
- Ah, sweetheart, remember what the doctor said. No scratching.
- How am I supposed to scratch with these on my hands?
- Honey, those help take away the itch. They’re magic oven mitts.
- Dad, get real. They’re for TV dinners.
- Any second now, your uncle Jesse will be up here with something to help stop the itching.
- It better help. I gotta be all better by tomorrow. That’s when a real ballerina is coming to dance for my ballet class.
- I know, but if you want to be better real soon you’ve got to get lots of rest and drink plenty of fluids.
- Rest. Fluids. Got it.
- Hey, Steph. Here’s your juice.
- Keep them coming, D.J.
- This time, orange juice but no pulp.
- Wait till you get better.
- Alright. I found the calamine lotion.
- How do I look?
- Like you should be spinning from the ceiling of a disco.
- Alright, come here, Steph, I found something that’s gonna suck the itch right out of your body. Come here. Sit over here. Sit over here.
- Here, take care of this.
- – Oh, thanks, Jesse. – ‘I’ll lift the shirt.’
- Hurry up! It’s still itching!
- Alright. Get up here. I hate this!
- Alright. Let me tell you something now. When I had the chickenpox I never scratched them once, and you know why?
- I haven’t the slightest idea.
- Because I got tough. Grrr! Now let me hear you be tough.
- Grr.
- Nice try.
- Growling? Please.
- Steph, what you need is state of the art medical technology. I give you teddy itch-no-more.
- I’ll try anything.
- Wait, wait, wait, wait. Let me show you how he works first. Okay. Now, where does it itch the most?
- My tummy.
- Okay. Scratch teddy itch-no-more on his tummy.
- Yeah. Now we’re in business.
- But wait. You also get this special bonus gift something to let us know when you need us.
- You didn’t.
- Thanks, Joey.
- – Yeah, thanks, Joey. – Thanks, Joey. That’s very nice.
- Always thinking.
- Here. This ought to hold you for 5 minutes.
- I hope so.
- Okay, sweetheart. Get in bed.
- Now, I’m gonna be here with you all weekend except for tomorrow afternoon
- when I have to finish my special report on the golden state warriors. Thanks.
- Your father is actually gonna put on a uniform warm up with the team and sit on the bench during a real game.
- Good for you.
- And if eight players get hurt and a peanut vendor, I’m in.
- Steph, I got my dress rehearsal tonight and my doo-wop show tomorrow night but other than that, I’m all yours.
- And I’m available all weekend because, uh.. …unfortunately, I’m available all weekend.
- Great, ‘cause I’m out of here. I’m going to Sally Penzo’s house for my very first slumber party.
- I’m so nervous. I’m in charge of making sure nobody falls asleep.
- I don’t mean to be rude, but I gotta get some rest. Out, out, out, out, out, out, out.
- She’s really too cute to be your kid.
- – What is it, honey? – What? What?
- Just testing.
- Well, it works.
- Dad, do I really have to sleep in the nursery? It’s way too cute in here.
- ‘Stephanie needs her rest.’
- D.J., are you telling me
- that you aren’t thrilled to death to share a room with this little bundle of baby fun?
- Well, that’s not fair.
- Goodnight, D.J.
- And goodnight, Michelle. Mwah!
- Something tells me I ought to check on Stephanie..
- …and kill Joey.
- Okay, Michelle. ‘Now, how many people think Michelle should go to sleep?’
- I do! One to nothing. I win.
- Well, night-night, Michelle. Sleep tight.
- Uh, no, Michelle. This is not a slumber party. Now, you need some sleep. Lie down.
- Now, Michelle, I mean it. Go to sleep.
- No bye-bye. Night-night.
- Sit.
- Lie down.
- This is a good finger.
- D.J., check this out.
- Maybe if I hold the ball still and I spin I’ll actually create the illusion that I can do this.
- D.J., hey. Slow down. You’re not supposed to chug-a-lug your cereal.
- Sorry, dad. They’re picking me up in two minutes for my very first slumber party.
- I understand but do you also want your very first Heimlich maneuver?
- Morning.
- Oh, nice look, Jesse.
- Did your blow-dryer short out?
- Oh, Jesse, what’s wrong with you?
- Nothing.
- I’m fine. Urgh! Really.
- I’m fine.
- Morning, Joey.
- Oh, I got a fever. I’m sweaty. I’m chilly.
- Obviously, it’s malaria.
- Look at all these mosquito bites.
- Those aren’t mosquito bites.
- Those are chickenpox.
- That’s impossible. I’m immune.
- You’re immune to common sense.
- Face it. You got the chickenpox.
- Okay, but as soon as I’m over this, I’m immune.
- Hello. Oh, hello, mother. How’s Palm Springs?
- Oh, yeah. Fine. Everything’s fine here except Stephanie and Joey have the chickenpox.
- ‘What are you talking about?’ Mother, I had the chickenpox. Remember how tough I was?
- It was an allergic reaction to wool?
- But I was still tough.
- Yes, I know. Fluids, lots of rest.
- Oh, no dating. Bye, mother.
- I’m in trouble.
- The station is counting on me to be with The Warriors and I got two baby-sitters who can’t go near the baby. I’ve got to find a sitter.
- Well, got to go.
- I’ll be right there. You’ll be fine, won’t you, dad?
- Oh, honey, I’ll be fine. Don’t worry about me. I’ll just.. I’ll start calling around.
- There’s got to be, oh, at least 20 sitters in here just dying to make $1.50 an hour.
- Honey, you go. You go slumber party, hearty.
- Dad, that was almost hip. You sure you’ll be okay?
- Oh, I’m positive. Go. Go. Go.
- Okay, bye.
- Great. I’ve got 47 minutes to find a sitter.
- Guys, I may be almost hip, but I am definitely in trouble.
- Guys?
- ‘Guys.’
- Good-bye, chickenpox prison. Hello, ballerina.
- Yikes!
- Oh, where’s my bacon, eggs, toast, juice, and tea?
- Danny, where are you?
- (Danny) ‘On the phone, calling sitters.’
- Oh! alright. I’ll give you a hand.
- I’ll write down exactly what I want.
- Oh, where the heck is a pen when you need one?
- Must be sicker than I thought.
- Please, Derek, you can’t replace me. I’ve shot all the other footage. I’ve done all the other interviews.
- Derek, I-I’m already wearing the suit. I look really cute.
- Yes. Don’t worry. I’ll be there. Right, 37 minutes.
- Thirty seven minutes?
- (Joey) ‘Danny.’
- I’m coming.
- I wish chickenpox caused laryngitis. Gotta find a baby-sitter.
- I’m history.
- (Jesse) ‘Freeze!’
- Well, well, well.. What have we here?
- Hello, Mr. Cochran.
- And hello to you, little stranger. Do I know you?
- I’m my friend Karen. I just came by to visit poor, little Stephanie.
- Oh, that’s very considerate of you, Karen.
- She’s missing a real ballerina.
- Oh, well, why don’t you go upstairs and say hi?
- As you know, Stephanie’s very sick with the chickenpox and shouldn’t be going anywhere.
- Chickenpox? I better get out of here.
- Not so fast, Karen.
- It’s too late. You probably already got ‘em from me.
- Uncle Jesse, you have the chickenpox too?
- What was that, Karen?
- I mean.. …Mr. Uncle..
- …I mean.. Uncle Cochran.
- I mean, Jesse…mister..
- I mean..
- I can’t take it anymore. It’s me. It’s me. Stephanie.
- Unbelievable.
- Stephanie T.. I could have sworn, it was Lauren Bacall.
- Now.. …what are you doing out of bed, young lady?
- I’m all better.
- Oh, then, what are those little bumps all over your face?
- Those are.. …my all better bumps.
- I wish they were, kid, but we both know they’re not. Now, come on.
- Be careful. My chicken pox.
- Right. Yeah. I know. I know.
- Alright. Now, Steph..
- …unfortunately, being sick sometimes means
- having to miss out on something that you really wanna do
- but the trick is, you gotta be tough like your Uncle Jesse.
- Does this mean you don’t care about missing your doo-wop show?
- Oh, I got to miss my doo-wop show.
- Remember what you told me? Be tough. Grr!
- Grr.
- Come on, kid. I’ll get you some PJs, alright?
- Here we go. The chickenpox twins.
- Get the strut down. Get the chicken strut. That’s it.
- Joseph, it’s just not fair.
- Who ever said life is fair?
- Two grown men dabbing goop on their bodies. I call that unfair.
- You think this is unfair? Let’s talk about salmon, shall we?
- Salmon wait their whole lives to swim hundreds of miles upstream make love once and drop dead.
- Now, that is unfair.
- What the hell are you talking about?
- I am talking about making the best of a situation.
- Sure, I’m itching but I’m itching with a smile on my face.
- Itch, dab.
- Itch, ha ha! Dab.
- Itch, ha! Dab, dab, dab.
- You, my friend, are a wimp.
- You think that because I itch, I’m a wimp?
- No. There’s quite a few other reasons, Joseph.
- Let’s just see who scratches first, shall we?
- Fine.
- Oh, that’s a beaut up there on that forehead of yours.
- Bet you’d love to take a rake to that baby.
- Oh, check out that red throbbing strobe light on your nose.
- ‘Yeah. Yeah, that one.’
- Yeah. If this were the month of December you’d find yourself pulling a sleigh full of toys, pal.
- You know, I was wondering just what I would look like with a beard.
- – Scratching! – I was wondering!
- You know, you got me wondering a little myself.
- I’m feeling a little hefty. Uh, Joseph, am I putting on any weight here?
- – Scratching! – I was wondering!
- Just like you, wondering, wondering, wondering. Even. Ah, these clothes are killing me!
- Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! You know? – I got an idea. – What?
- If you scratch me, and I scratch you then we’re both still tough guys, right?
- Tough yet resourceful. Get my back!
- Together. Down.
- – Up. Up. – Down. Down.
- – Up. Up. – Down. Down.
- Shoulders. Shoulders.
- (Jesse) ‘Scratch my head, scratch my head.’
- (both) Hello.
- Hello, Mr. Zuckerman. Hi, this is Danny Tanner.
- Yeah, I desperately need a baby-sitter. Is your daughter home?
- Well, how about you? Have you ever considered picking up a little extra change baby-sitting?
- Hello? – Hello? – Oh.
- Oh, is right. That’s it, Michelle. The end of the list.
- You have any luck?
- Don’t tease me like that. I’m dead.
- Unless I call up Sally Penzo’s house and get ahold of D.J., before she goes to Carmel for the slumber party.
- Yeah, then, she could make it back in time and I could get to my game.
- ‘Oh, but, Michelle’ she’s been looking forward to this for weeks. It’s her very first slumber party.
- But then again, it’s my very first Warriors game.
- Ah, but if she misses that party it’s-it’s gonna break her heart.
- What do you think, Michelle? Should I call up D.J. or not?
- Very tempting. But I just can’t do that to D.J.
- ‘We could still play, though.’
- Yeah. Let’s call each other.
- Hello, Michelle. Hi, it’s daddy.
- You hung up on your father?
- ♪ That’s the sound of the men ♪ ♪ Workin’ on the chain ♪ ♪ Ooh ah ♪ ♪ Gang ♪
- ♪ Here’s some tuna fish and soup ♪ ♪ It’s nutritious and delicious ♪ ♪ And it’s great to fight infection ♪ ♪ For the family that I love ♪
- Joey?
- I’m not hungry.
- – Jesse. – Me neither.
- Steph?
- I’m nauseous.
- Ah, slide over.
- I’m not going anywhere.
- No sitter?
- Just the one you’re looking at. I can’t believe I’m gonna miss my game.
- Hi, everybody.
- – Hey. – D.J.
- D.J., what are you doing here?
- I wanted to make sure you got a baby-sitter. Need one?
- Yes. Oh, thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.
- Well, dad, you better leave. You’re gonna be late.
- No. I might just make it now. Mwah!
- Is this a terrific kid or what?
- You gave up your slumber party for me? Ah, D.J., thank you. Thank you, thank you. Thank you.
- Yeah, but there’ll be other parties. Dad, you do so much for me.
- This is my chance to do something nice for you. Isn’t that what being part of a family’s all about?
- Do you hear this?
- You really are growing up.
- It’s not fun.
- D.J., you’re becoming very mature and responsible.
- Yeah. I guess having me for an uncle is starting to rub off on you, D.J.
- Uncle Jesse, you’re delirious.
- Well, dad, if you’re not gonna leave then I’m going back to the party.
- Oh, I’m out of here. I’m out of here. I am just so honored to be part of this family.
- Guys, we really are doing something right.
- D.J, you are one terrific kid. Thank you, thank you, thank you!
- – Dad, I’m leaving. – I’m gone. I’m gone.
- Thank you. Bye!
- The man loves to hug. Well, you guys don’t need anything, do you?
- Yeah. Get my guitar.
- Yeah. I’d like my coloring books and..
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