Frank Beardsley:
[
narrating] It was a typical wedding: enemies of the bride on the right, enemies of the groom on the left.
Jean North:
You mean he doesn't know about us?
HelenNorth:
Well, of course he does, darling!
Jean North:
All of us?
Colleen North:
Oh, Mother, that's so romantic! You lied to him!
Helen North:
I did not lie to him! I just didn't have the nerve to tell him the whole truth!
Colleen North:
Mmm, I understand! No man wants a liaison with a woman with eight children!
Janette North:
What's a liaison?
Colleen North:
An affair.
Janette North:
That's what I thought.
Jean North:
Me too.
Phillip North:
I'm legal!
Sister Mary Alice:
I got here as fast as I could, Sister Mary. What is it this time?
Sister Mary Alice:
Why don't you ask Phillip?
Helen North:
Phillip?
[
Phillip turns around revealing a black eye]
Helen North:
Darling! What happened?
Phillip North:
Nothing.
Helen North:
Who did that to you?
Phillip North:
One of the kids.
[
points at Sister Mary]
Phillip North:
*She* started it. She says I'm not legal.
Helen North:
What?
Phillip North:
And Mike isn't my brother.
Helen North:
Of course he's your brother.
Phillip North:
Then my name's Phillip Beardsley.
Sister Mary Alice:
Phillip North.
Phillip North:
There she goes again.
Sister Mary Alice:
Sister, couldn't you - couldn't you just call him Phillip Beardsley?
Sister Mary Alice:
I'm sorry, but the school requires that we use their legal names.
Phillip North:
Let's go to another school.
Helen North:
Sister, I, uh, I understand your legal problem, but you must try to understand mine. You see, I'm trying to bring two families together, and this is the first sign that I may be succeeding. So I really would appreciate it if you'd let Phillip sign his name Beardsley.
Sister Mary Alice:
But legally, it's North.
Sister Mary Alice:
But it's more important that emotionally, it's Beardsley.
Sister Mary Alice:
North.
Helen North:
Beardsley.
Sister Mary Alice:
North!
Helen North:
Beardsley, Beardsley, Beardsley!
Phillip North:
Watch out, Mom. You might get a black eye.
HelenNorth:
I got here as fast as I could, Sister Mary. What is it this time?
Sister Mary Alice:
Why don't you ask Phillip?
HelenNorth:
Phillip?
[
Phillip turns around revealing a black eye]
HelenNorth:
Darling! What happened?
Phillip North:
Nothing.
HelenNorth:
Who did that to you?
Phillip North:
One of the kids.
[
points at Sister Mary]
Phillip North:
*She* started it. She says I'm not legal.
HelenNorth:
What?
Phillip North:
And Mike isn't my brother.
HelenNorth:
Of course he's your brother.
Phillip North:
Then my name's Phillip Beardsley.
Sister Mary Alice:
Phillip North.
Phillip North:
There she goes again.
HelenNorth:
Sister couldn't you - couldn't you just call him Phillip Beardsley?
Sister Mary Alice:
I'm sorry, but the school requires that we use their legal names.
Phillip North:
Let's go to another school.
HelenNorth:
Sister, I, uh, I understand your legal problem, but you must try to understand mine. You see, I'm trying to bring two families together, and this is the first sign that I may be succeeding. So I really would appreciate it if you'd let Phillip sign his name Beardsley.
Sister Mary Alice:
But legally, it's North.
HelenNorth:
But it's more important that emotionally, it's Beardsley.
Sister Mary Alice:
North.
HelenNorth:
Beardsley.
Sister Mary Alice:
North!
HelenNorth:
Beardsley, Beardsley, Beardsley!
Phillip North:
Watch out, Mom. You might get a black eye.
HelenNorth:
[
getting ready for her date with Frank] Good heavens! What did you do to this dress?
Colleen North:
Oh, Mother, it was practically an antique!
Janette North:
We just shortened it a little.
HelenNorth:
A little? I look like a teeny-bopper!
Janette North:
What's wrong with that?
HelenNorth:
I can't go out like this!
Jean North:
Why not? Your legs are better than mine.
Family Doctor:
Call my wife, will you, and tell her I'm on my way home?
[
beat]
Family Doctor:
And tell her thank you.
Frank Beardsley:
For what?
Family Doctor:
We don't have any children.
HelenNorth:
Frank, there's something I have to tell you before we go any further. I have eight children.
[
sudden panic]
HelenNorth:
Frank! We're on a cable car!
Frank Beardsley:
Of course.
HelenNorth:
I get sick on cable cars!
Frank Beardsley:
Well wait'll you hear what I have to tell you. I have TEN children.
HelenNorth:
Ten. TEN? Frank! Eight and ten is...
Frank Beardsley:
Ridiculous.
Warrant Officer Darrel Harrison:
[
after Helen's false eyelash falls into her drink] Your Irish coffee is *winking* at me.
Howard Beardsley:
Is, uh, is this the Beardsleys' new house?
Nancy Beardsley:
We've come to deliver the babies.
Family Doctor:
Oh, have a heart! Leave them on somebody else's doorstep.
HelenNorth:
[
drunk] Boy, if this damn room would stop rolling around maybe I could find some place to be sick!
Family Doctor:
[
Helen is pregnant, but Mike doesn't know] How's your mother?
Mike Beardsley:
You mean my stepmother. Oh, she's fine, I guess.
Family Doctor:
No morning sickness?
Mike Beardsley:
No, doc, I feel fine.
Family Doctor:
Not you, your mother!
Mike Beardsley:
Well, why should she have mor - ? Morning sickness!
[
rolls his eyes in disbelief]
Family Doctor:
We need a sample of your blood.
Mike Beardsley:
Take it all!
Mike Beardsley:
[
confronting Helen about her pregnancy] You knew about it Christmas Day, didn't you?
HelenNorth:
Yes.
Mike Beardsley:
And you still let Dad ship out. Why?
HelenNorth:
He wanted so much to go. Two people can't live with an ocean between them for the rest of their lives.
Mike Beardsley:
Do you really want this baby?
HelenNorth:
Very much. You see, he won't have to worry whether he's a Beardsley or a North.
[
Mike nods his head in understanding]
Frank Beardsley:
We've decided to use our company manners. Helen, the boys have something to say to you.
Greg Beardsley:
Mrs. North, I apologize for putting all that gin in your drink.
HelenNorth:
Ooh, *that's* what did it.
Rusty Beardsley:
And I apologize for all that vodka.
Mike Beardsley:
And I apologize for the scotch.
HelenNorth:
Scotch, vodka, and - ?
Frank Beardsley:
Helen, you've been the victim of an alcoholic Pearl Harbor. It's amazing you survived at all.
Colleen North:
Larry says he'll never speak to me again unless I grow up. He says that I'm being ridiculous and I don't love him, but I do love him. Am I being ridiculous?
Frank Beardsley:
You're not being ridiculous.
Colleen North:
Well, do all the other girls, like Larry says? And am I just being old-fashioned?
Frank Beardsley:
The same idiots were passing the same rumors when I was your age, but if all the girls did, how come I always ended up with the ones who didn't?
Colleen North:
But it's all different now!
Frank Beardsley:
I don't know, they wrote Fanny Hill in 1742 and they haven't found anything new since.
Veronica Beardsley:
Who's Fanny Hill?
Frank Beardsley:
Go to bed, that's who Fanny Hill is.
Colleen North:
[
Helen is about to have a baby] I know this is a terrible time to talk about it, but Larry says...
Frank Beardsley:
I've got a message for Larry. You tell him this is what it's all about. This is the real happening. If you want to know what love really is, take a look around you.
HelenNorth:
What are you two talking about?
Frank Beardsley:
Take a good look at your mother.
HelenNorth:
Not now!
Frank Beardsley:
Yes, now.
[
to Colleen]
Frank Beardsley:
It's giving life that counts. Until you're ready for it, all the rest is just a big fraud. All the crazy haircuts in the world won't keep it turning. Life isn't a love in, it's the dishes and the orthodontist and the shoe repairman and... ground round instead of roast beef. And I'll tell you something else: it isn't going to a bed with a man that proves you're in love with him; it's getting up in the morning and facing the drab, miserable, wonderful everyday world with him that counts.
[
Leaving the house, they say good-bye to the little kids]
Frank Beardsley:
I suppose having 19 kids is carrying it a bit too far, but if we had it to do over who would we skip... you?
HelenNorth:
[
getting into the car] Thank you, Frank. I never quite knew how to explain it to her.
Frank Beardsley:
If we don't get you to the hospital fast, the rest of it's going to be explained right here!
Frank Beardsley:
Is that all? Why didn't she tell me?
Helen North:
Because you would have said, "Is that all?".
Helen North:
Your blues and greens are wonderful, but your he's and she's got a little mixed up.
Frank Beardsley:
I don't quite understand. Am I being stupid?
Helen North:
No, you're being a man. Which is sometimes the same thing.
Frank Beardsley:
[
narrating why his ten kids resent him] Truthfully, I think they blamed me for neglecting their mother all those years. But there seemed to me that there was enough physical evidence I hadn't neglected her completely!
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