" [Rings]" " Hello?" "Filet mignon is 3.99 a pound?" "That's almost four dollars a pound." "Yeah, I know it's expensive, honey... but I can't recreate our first anniversary dinner without filet mignon." "What about this?" "It's only 89 cents a pound." " What is it?" " "Mystery burger."" "Why, Dr. Hartley." " Oh, what a nice surprise." " Well, h-hi, Mrs. Bakerman." "Uh, you know my wife, Emily." "This is Mrs. Bakerman." "She's a patient of mine." " Sure." "I know Mrs. Bakerman." "Hello." " Hello." " Welcome to my check stand." " Well, thank you." "It's, uh" " It's very homey." "Excuse me, Mac." "Excuse me." "Is this the express line?" "We don't have an express line." "Oh." "Uh- Can I go ahead of you?" "No." "I'm sorry, but you'll have to wait your turn." " I'll move as fast as I can." " Hmm." " Well, how's everything?" " Fine." "Do you notice anything different about me, Dr. Hartley?" "Uh, is it your-your hair?" "No." "It's my box boy." "You were right." "I spoke up to my store manager, and he gave me one." " Isn't he nice?" " Yes." "Yes, he is." "Uh, could we see him in action?" "Well, surely you can." "Now, let me see." "What have we purchased today?" "[Gasps] Filet mignon." "I remember that." "It's, uh, 4.15 a pound." "Uh, no." "That's 3.99 a pound." "It was this morning, but I'm afraid it just went up." "This is filet mignon." "Treat it very carefully, and remember to double bag." "Hi there." "Bob." "That boy just winked at me." "You want me to beat him up?" "I'll bet you don't remember me, Miss Harrison." "Miss Harrison?" "Gee, I haven't been Miss Harrison for a long time." "You were my third grade teacher." "I'm afraid that's not possible." "Uh-I mean, you're much too old to have been a student of mine." "You must be about, uh, what, 17?" "Eighteen." "Ten years ago I was eight, and you were my teacher at Jackson Elementary." "Oh, uh" " Don't tell me who you are." "Let me see if I can guess." " Um, um, Dennis Whipple?" " No." " Uh, Bobby Karf?" " Nope." "Oh, I'll get it." "Uh" " Isn't it wonderful what's happening here?" "I'm overcome." "She was his third grade teacher." "They're having a little reunion." "Oh, that's great." "In the meantime, my mystery burger is melting." " Give me a hint." " Roy." " Roy" " Parkhurst." "Roy Parkhurst." "Of course." "Little Roy Parkhurst." "Bob, this is little Roy Parkhurst." " Howdy." " Hi, little Roy." "Oh, Roy." "It's so nice to see you." "I can't believe a student of mine is in high school already." "No." "College." "College?" "Well, I-I never would have recognized you." "How did you, uh, recognize me?" " You look pretty much the same." " Oh?" "Except older." "Well, it's- it's been 10 years." " It sure has." " And" " And my hair is a lot shorter." " Yeah, I guess that's it." " Yeah." " You still teaching?" "You haven't retired, have you?" " No, I'm" "I'm still hanging in there." "Well, that's it, Dr. Hartley." "Your grand total is I 1.74." "I can write a check, can't I?" "Of course you can write a check." "Why, I've known you for years." "There you are." "Do you have any identification?" "Oh!" " That was a great dinner, Emily." " Oh, thank you, dear." "Better than our first anniversary dinner?" "I think so." "Our first anniversary, you boiled the filet mignon." "Yeah." "Well, you didn't seem to care." "We didn't eat dinner till 2:00 in the morning." "Do you remember?" " Yeah, I sure do." " Then on our second anniversary we ate at midnight... and on our third at 1 0:00... and last year at 8:00 and this year at 6:00 sharp." "You think that means anything, Bob?" "I think it means on our golden anniversary dinner will be breakfast." "Well, it doesn't matter what time it is." "It was a great dinner." "Yeah, but the tomatoes were a little squishy." "I think Roy put them on the bottom of the bag." "You know, Bob, I still can't believe he was 2 student of mine." "Emily, it's not your fault." "They probably didn't teach double bagging till the fourth grade." "No, I mean I still can't believe a student of mine is 18 years old." "Bob, do you realize I've been teaching for I 0 years?" "When you say it that way it sounds like a long time... but, uh, look at it this way:" "It's only been one decade." "Oh." "Sounds much better when you say it that way." "And if you think that it's only been 1/10th of a century, it's no time at all." "Well, happy anniversary, honey." "I hope you like them." " I had them specially made." " Oh." " Oh, pajamas." " Yeah." "How'd you know I needed new pajamas?" "Well, your old ones had holes in the feet." "They're beautiful, Emily." "They're so silky." "Well, they're real silk, Bob- from the Orient." ""Specially made for Dr. Robert 'Hartrey."'" "Oh, no." "I told them Hartley." " Well, it doesn't matter." "I" " I love it." " Oh. thank you, dear." "Where's mine?" "I've been hiding it right over here." " Oh." " Happy anniversary." "Oh, Bob." "That's heavy." "Well, it can't be a negligee." "Loud jewelry?" "Well, whatever it is, I know I'm gonna love it... and it's gonna be nice because you gave it to me." "A blender?" "A Blenderizer." "You" " You've been hinting about you wanted one." "A Blenderizer?" "Well, it- it- it's not just a Blenderizer." "It's a 32-speed Blenderizer." "I mean, it's the best they make." "It" " It not only purees, it chops, it mixes, it liquefies, it pulverizes." "And you're not crazy about it, are you?" "Well, it" " It's not that, Bob." "It's just that I didn't expect a blender." "I mean, I-I kind of pictured something, uh... a little more personal." " [Doorbell Buzzes]" " Hmm." "Glad I didn't get the trash masher." " Hi, Bob." " Hi, Howard." "I, uh, brought you some champagne." "Hi, Emily." " Happy anniversary." " Oh. thank you, Howard." "It's very thoughtful." "Well, I thought champagne would be the appropriate gift to buy for an occasion like this." " Oh." " Well, let me, uh" " Let me read the card." "There's a card?" ""Good luck in flight school." "Love, Mom and Dad."" "Oh, look at these." "Wow." "Are they pretty silk pajamas." "Wow." "What did you get, Bob?" "Silk pajamas, Howard." "Oh, they're yours." "Oh." "What'd you get Emily?" "A blender." "Izer." "Yeah." "I gave my mother one like this for her 60th birthday." "You know, Bob, you're a lucky guy." "if I ever gave Lois anything that practical, she would have hated it." "I mean, she liked frilly and lacy things, you know?" "Just because she was so dainty and so feminine." "Emily is so sturdy." "H-Howard, why don't you open the champagne..." " and we'll drink to our anniversary and flight school." " Yeah." "Oh, I love champagne." "French champagne." "From France." "You know, Emily... champagne is- is like a woman." "The older it gets, the better it gets." "Here we go." "[Door Closes]" "What's wrong?" " I better go see, Howard." " [Door Closes]" "That means she's in the bathroom." "She wants to be alone." "I'll just wait." "Yeah, I understand." "Lois used to go into the garage." "When she slammed the door, the whole neighborhood knew it." "The only thing I know for sure is I'm definitely going to a ski resort this weekend." "But I don't know where I'm gonna go or who I'm gonna take." "Pass the hot sauce." "I guess I could take Linda to Surgarbush." "She's lousy on the slopes, but fantastic in the" " Mustard?" "I don't know." "Maybe I should forget about Linda and Surgarbush... and take Sally to Sun Valley." "She's a great skier, but she does have this  [Intercom Buzzing]" " Jerry, excuse me." " Yeah, Carol?" " Emily's still not home, Bob." " Try the beauty shop." " I did, Bob." "And the dry cleaners, the school, her favorite dress shop." "Bob, no luck." "Trust me." "this whiny, high-pitched voice." "But, you know, I could take Angela skiing and solve both problems." "What?" "Bob, you're not listening." "I'm sitting here with a problem, and you keep interrupting me." "I'm sorry, Jer." "I guess I'm preoccupied." "I got kind of a problem of my own." "Well, why didn't you tell me, Bob?" "I mean, whenever you've got a problem, you know I give you my undivided attention." " I'm not sure it's so much" " You gonna finish your potato salad?" " No." " Okay." "Well, go on." "Go on." "Well, um, last night Emily and I, we celebrated our fifth wedding anniversary." "It wasn't so much a celebration." "It was more like a- a fight." "What'd you, uh, fight about?" "I don't know." "She" " She wouldn't tell me." "Do you know how frustrating it is to talk to a bathroom door all night?" "Then when I got up this morning, there was no sign of her.just a note." " What'd it say?" " It said "The breakfast is in your Blenderizer."" "Jerry, I" " I'm afraid she's gonna do something drastic." "The last time she was in a mood like this, she was- she was out all day, and she came back, and she was a blonde." "Then the time before that, she had her ears pierced." " I'm afraid to go home." "I don't know what to expect." " [Knocks]" "Here she is, Bob." "Emily?" " Is that you, Emily?" "Jerry, this is a patient of mine." " Nancy Dansk, uh, Jerry Robinson." " Oh." "It's, uh, doctor, Bob." "Dr.Jerry Robinson." "You, uh, look like a skier." "I bet you ski, don't you?" "I've never been on skis." "Oh, well." "Doesn't matter." "Excuse" " Excuse me for saying this, but as long as I'm here... you're a very pretty girl." " You're downright dazzling." " thank you." "Uh, you've got some bologna in your teeth." " Emily?" " In the bedroom, Bob." "Don't come in." "Are you, uh- Are you all right?" " I feel terrific." " Good." "I have a surprise for you" " You aren't blonde, are you?" " Of course not." " You haven't had anything pierced?" " No, no." "Good." "Well, what do you think, Bob?" "Uh" " Uh, groovy." "Bob, I really want to know what you think." "I, uh-I-I like it." "Yeah?" "I mean, I want your honest opinion." " I like it." " Bob, I mean, I really want to know what you think." "Emily, I think that's the stupidest-looking outfit..." "I have ever seen in my entire life." "[Door Closes]" "[Door Closes]" "Three doors?" "She" " She's determined to change her image." " How does she look?" " Ridiculous." "Oh, come on, Bob." "Emily could never look ridiculous." "Jerry, you can't say that." "You haven't seen her." "I think you're overreacting." "Today people dress however they want, and they look fine." "Look at me." "I'm over 30." "I'm still a fashion pacesetter." " Somehow you can pull it off, Jerry." " Well, so can Emily." "She's every bit as attractive as I am, Bob." "Maybe it's you." "Maybe you have to bend a little bit, Bob." "Stuff yourself into a body shirt every once in a while." "Wear some flares." "Jerry, in order for me to dress right to look right with Emily..." " I'd have to dress like Donny Osmond." " [Knocks]" "Ah, Bob." "Hi, Jer." "Listen, Emily called and wants you to pick up the mixers for the anniversary party tonight... because, uh, she doesn't have time." "Oh, that's right." "She's got her tap dancing class this afternoon." "Tap dancing?" "See, Jerry?" "I'll see what you mean tonight." "I'm coming to your party after all." " What happened to your ski weekend?" " Oh, well... if it's a choice between having a fantastic weekend... at a wonderful snow lodge with a gorgeous snow bunny... or coming to my friends' anniversary party..." "I'm gonna choose my friends' anniversary party every time." "Couldn't get a date, could you, Jer?" "Not a nibble." "[Doorbell Buzzes]" "Hi, anniversary boy." " Hi, Howard." "Come on in." " Hi." " Hi." " You must be Bob of Bob and Emily." "I'm Rosalie Shaeffer." " Oh, I'm sorry." "This is Bob Hartley." "Rosalie Shaeffer." " Hi." " Nice meeting you again." "Yeah." "Oh, have you two met before?" " We just met up there, Howard." " Oh, yeah." "Uh, I got a gag gift." "Funny, funny, funny." "[Laughs]" "Well." "Hi, everybody." "Hi, Emily." "That's, uh... really shiny." " And faded." " Oh, well, Howard, it's supposed to be." "It's the newest style." "Everything's recycled." "I mean, the more faded the better." "Ah, well, then it's the best." "I think it's kind of funky, don't you?" "That's, uh, the funkiest she's ever looked." "Oh, Emily, this is Rosalie Shaeffer, and this is your gift." " Oh, hello. thank you." "Come on in, Rosalie." " thank you." " Howard's told me so much about you." " Oh?" " But you're not at all what I imagined." " Yeah." "Me neither." "Oh?" "Well, uh." "what did you expect?" "Well, I don't know." "You're" " You're just so much younger." " Oh, really?" " Yeah." "Oh, I like her, Howard." " Well, I'll fix some drinks." " Um, uh, just some white wine for me, if you've got it." " I" " I've got it." " I'll have a bourbon on the rocks." " Uh, Emily?" " Oh, I'll have a scotch and soda." "Don't worry." "I have my I.D. card." "I'll help you with the drinks." "So, Rosalie, what do you do?" " I'm an elementary school teacher." " Really?" " Well, so am I. Where do you teach?" " Commodore Sloat." "That's close to my school." "You should come over sometime at lunch, and we can talk." " We have so much in common." " Oh, I'd love to." "Then maybe you and Bob could come on over to my place." "Or we could go out." "Do you like Chicken on a Stick?" "I don't know." "I never had it." "I mean, I like it in the basket." "No." "Chicken on a Stick plays rock music." " Oh, that Chicken on a Stick." " Yeah." "Yeah, well, I- I just love them." "Him." "Him." "I-I really do love your place, Emily." " Oh, do you?" "Would you like a tour?" " Oh, sure." " Well, uh, that's the terrace." " Oh, it's nice." " Yeah." "And, uh, right here's the den." " Okay." " Let me show you.just go right through here." " thank you." "Well, uh, what do you think of her, Bob?" "That's the youngest girl I ever went out with." "Welcome to the club, Howard." " [Doorbell Buzzes]" " That must be Carol andJerry." " Ah!" " Emily, is that you?" " Come on in." " Here, anniversary party boy." "And here we are back again." " Here's the kitchen, and there's Howard." " thank you." "Oh." "Hi, Carol." "Hi, Jer." "Jerry, you remember Emily, the leader of the pack." "Well, Jerry, it's a new look." "You gotta get used to it, you know." " I'm used to it already, and I love it." " Do ya?" "Carol, what do you think?" "Carol?" "Oh, what do- Oh, I-What do I think?" "Oh." "Well, you know, I was thinking about it... and I wasn't sure what I thought." " But now I am." " Yeah." "So?" " I'm not so sure." " That's how Bob felt." "Jerry, this is Rosalie, and you know Howard." " Hi, Howard." "Hi, Rosalie." "How are you?" " Hi." " Howard." " Well, why don't we open up the gag gifts?" " Right." " Oh, yeah." "Okay." "Open up mine first." "Oh." "You're gonna laugh your head off." "This is yours, huh?" "Yeah." " Gonna laugh my head off with" " Yeah." " A tin can?" " Yeah." "Uh, tin for your 10th anniversary." "This is our- our fifth anniversary." "That" " That's the joke." "[Howard Laughing]" "Uh, and a darn good one, Howard." "Here, you two." "Happy anniversary to the both of you." " thank you." " Right." "[Laughs]" " Clacking teeth?" " Right, right." "And you don't have to brush 'em." "Just wind them up after every meal." "Oh, Emily, Emily." "Before you open that up, I would just like to say one thing." "Now, that is no longer a gag gift." "What, you afraid your joke's gonna bomb, Carol?" "No." "It's just that I feel that anniversaries are solemn occasions... and every once in a while you need a serious gift that's in impeccable taste." "Okay." "Well, let's see." ""To Emily, who has perfect taste... a gift that has none, from the house of tacky."" "Carol, that does not sound too serious to me." "Let's see." " Uh, why don't we take another look at the apartment, okay?" " Yeah." "Oh, yeah." "Yeah, yeah." "Come on, Jer." "Well, it, uh, could be worse, Emily." "It... could be the whole outfit." "Bob." "I'm never gonna be able to face our friends again." "I mean, I really made a fool of myself tonight." "I just looked stupid and dumb and silly." "Admit it." "I'll admit it if you promise not to run out of the room." " I promise." " I admit it." " Oh, Bob, why didn't you tell me that earlier?" " I did tell you." "Well, why didn't you keep telling me until I believed you?" "Emily, why did you do it?" "I don't know." "I just" "I felt undesirable as a woman and housewifey and old." "I mean, Bob, if you give me a blender for our fifth anniversary... it's not a big jump to support hose." "Well, I" " I guess there are some things you've-you gotta find out for yourself." "I mean, I remember when I was back in high school." " Shouldn't I sit down for this?" " Oh, yeah, right." "Sit down, Emily." "Emily, when I was in, uh- in high school... during the summers I used to go up to the Wisconsin Dells... 'cause that's where all the great-lookin' girls were." "And I could never get to first base with any of them... 'cause there were seven million lifeguards... and they were all big and blond." "Everybody up there was big and blond." "So, one day, I clipped an ad out of the back of a magazine- a Charles Atlas ad." "And every day I'd practice his method of dynamic tension." "You" " You know what dynamic tension is?" "Not another one of those rock groups, is it?" "[Clears Throat] No, it's... pitting one muscle against the other muscle." "So, I finally got all my muscles pitted, and... it- it still wasn't enough." "I wanted to be blond." "So I-I put lemon in my hair... and I sat in the sun for hours." "Then I felt I was- I was finally ready." "I went up to the lake and went up to... the greatest-lookin' blonde girl there, and I" "You know, I kind of flexed my muscles in front of her, and- and I introduced myself." "You" " You know what happened?" "She kicked sand in your face?" "No." "She" " She went with me the whole summer." "Bob, I don't think I understand the point of this story." "Well, Emily, the point of the whole story is... she was only interested in- in my looks." "I mean, once the summer was over, my- my hair faded... and my- my subscription to the Charles Atlas course expired." "And that's the point of the story?" "Emily, the- the point of the story is... you gotta be what you are." "I mean, I-I want you to know that whoever you are..." "I love you." "I love you too." " You know what, honey?" " What?" "I've got a good idea." "Why don't you put those silk pajamas on, and I'll" "I'll slip into a negligee and" " Yeah?" " We can go out in the kitchen and cut up some vegetables... and throw 'em in the Blenderizer and... let them just whip themselves into a frenzy." " You're never gonna let me forget that, are you?" " No." "[Mews]"