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Episode 23 The Community Center


Act 1.

Robbie: Morning, Grandpa. Is something the matter, Grandpa?
Grandpa: The editorial in this paper has my friend Nat Baker real upset. Ah! I'll read it to you. "The old library building on Chestnut Street, which has been vacant for over a year now, was supposed to be made into a community center to serve the senior citizens as well as the younger people of Riverdale. Due to lack of funds for the repainting of the interior of the building and for the furniture needed, the plans for the community center have been postponed indefinitely." He's coming over to talk about it.
Robbie: Is it tat serious a problem, Grandpa?
Grandpa: It is. Nat's not as lucky as I am, Robbie. He doesn't have any family with him. He lives alone and depends on places like a community center to be with people- people hi own age.
Robbie: But there's the old community center on Elm Street.
Grandpa: It's small, and the problem is that it's set up primarily for kids to play. Ping-Pong tables, soda machines, and lots of music. It's too noisy for some older people like Nat.
Robbie: I never realized that.
Grandpa: It's hard for some older people to take all that noise. That's why the new community center is a good idea. Part of the building for older people, part of the building for younger people.
Robbie: I see what you mean.
Grandpa: That must be Nat.
Robbie: It could be Alexandra. She's coming over this morning to help me with my math.
Alexandra: Hi, Robbie.
Robbie: Hi, Alexandra. Come on in. Do you want something cold to drink?
Axexandra: I'd love some cola, please.
Robbie: Cola coming up. I really appreciate you coming over to help with my math. My final exam is next Tuesday.
Alexandra: You're so good in all your other subjects. I just can't understand why you have so many problems with math.
Grandpa: Hi, Alexandra.
Alexandra: Hi, Mr. Stewart.
Grandpa: I thought that was Nat Baker who rang the front doorbell. Don't let me interrupt you.
Robbie: No problem, Grandpa. We're just having some cola before getting to tough stuff- math.
Alexandra: He'll do anything to avoid getting down to math lessons, Mr. Stewart.
Grandpa: I was the same way.
Robbie: Really, Grandpa?
Grandpa: Really. I didn't like math, I wasn't good at it, and I didn't like studying it.
Robbie: But you had to be good at math. You graduated from engineering school.
Grandpa: I was. But not in high school. For some reason, I couldn't get a handle on it. Then, in college. I became good at it.
Alexandra: Then there's hope for Robbie.
Robbie: I can't wait. You think I can just skip it now and get to it at college?
Alexandra: You'll never get to college to find out, Robbie, if you skip it now.
Grandpa: That must be Nat.
Alexandra: Sit down, Robbie. Let's get to work.
Grandpa: I'd like you to meet my friend Nat Baker. This is Alexandra Pappas, and this is my grandson Robbie, whom I think you've met once twice before.
Alexandra: Nice to meet you, Mr. Baker.
Robbie: Hi, Mr.Baker. We met before.
Nat: Where?
Robbie: In town. At the hardware store.
Nat: I remember now. Right. Hi. Hello, Alexandra.
Grandpa: Don't let us keep you from your math tutoring. Robbie. I know you want to get to it.
Robbie: Stay...stay.
Alexandra: I told you. He'll use any excuse to avoid math.
Nat: Did you read the story in the paper, Malcolm?
Grandpa: I did.
Nat: It's a serious matter for a lot of us. A serious matter.
Grandpa: It is. Come on out to the patio. We'll talk about it out there.
Nat: Thanks. Nice to meet you...again.
Alexandra: What's the problem?
Robbie: Come on? You'll hear about it.


Act 2.

Nat: There is a way, Malcolm. We get our friends to roll their sleeves up and get to work.
Grandpa: It's certainly a good idea. If I could take a look at the place, I could probably tell what it requires to fix it up. How much paint, how many hours of work...
Nat: That's what I came to ask you to do, Malcolm.If you would supervise the refurbishing, I'll find the people to help do it.
Robbie: I'll help too, Mr.Baker. I can get some of my friends to go around the neighborhood and collect the furniture we need.
Alexandra: I'll help.
Grandpa: Tomorrow. Yes. We'll meet tomorrow morning, right here.
Robbie: Can we help?
Alexandra: I'd really like to.
Grandpa: Sure.
Nat: We might need you to come through with your friends, Robbie. Not just to go around the neighborhood asking for furniture, but to help with the paint job. That's backbreaking work and may be too much for us.
Robbie: I'll do it. I'll talk to them.
Alexandra: And tomorrow morning we'll all meet here to discuss the plan?
Grandpa: Come in, come in. Please, come in.
Nat: I'd like you to meet my friend Malcolm Stewart. Malcolm, this Joanne Thompson
Grandpa: Hello, Joanne. Nice to meet you.
Joanne: My pleasure, Malcolm.
Nat: And this is Abe Lucas. You must remember Abe. He ran the drugstore and used to play drums with the jazz band on weekends.
Grandpa: Oh, sure I do. Hi, Abe.
Abe: Hello, Mr. Stewart.
Grandpa: Malcolm, please.
Abe: Hello, Malcolm.
Grandpa: Sit down, sit down. Have some coffee. And I've got some delicious Danish pastry for you.
Nat: Where's your grandson Robbie and his friend Alexandra? Weren't they going to be here this morning?
Grandpa: I thought so, too. I'm surprised they're not here. Robbie left early this morning to meet Alexandra. Frankly, I thought they'd be here, but...
Nat: It's OK. I'm sure they meant well, but they probably had other things on their minds.
Joanne: I understand you used to be in the construction business, Malcolm.
Grandpa: I was, indeed.
Joanne: I wonder if you would take a look at the old library and make sure that it is in good condition so that we don't have to worry about any structural problems.
Grandpa: When can I do that? I'd be happy to.
Abe: We've got permission to go inside the old building during the week-Tuesday or Wednesday.
Grandpa: That's fine with me. I can do it either day.
Joanne: That would be very helpful.
Nat: I think the building just needs a good cleaning.
Abe: And a good paint job.
Joanne: Then we have to furnish it.
Grandpa: I wish Robbie and Alexandra had come to this meeting. They had some ideas about getting the place fixed up.
Joanne: Perhaps they'll show up. In the meantime, let me give you some additional thoughts and ideas I have.
Grandpa: OK.
Nat: Go ahead, Janne.
Janne: As I said, mostly the building just needs a good cleaning.
Nat: This place can be developed with one real intergenerational program.
Grandpa: That's an idea I like. A community center with the kinds of programs that fit everyone.
Nat: And programs that don't leave anyone out.
Joanne: It's asking a lot. But we can't do it without talking to the young people. Finding out what they want.
Grandpa: If only Robbie and Alexandra were here.
Nat: Don't be upset, Malcolm. We'll have a chance to talk to them later.
Grandpa: It's not like Robbie. If he says he's going to be here, he's here. I wonder what the problem is.


Act 3.

Robbie: Hi, everyone. Sorry I'm late. But Alexandra and I have been busy at work this morning on the community-center project.And we brought someone along who can help. You remember Charles Maxwell, Grandpa? He's the editor of the Riverdale paper. He wrote some nice articles on Mom when she was running for the school board.
Grandpa: Yes, I remember. You were a great help.
Maxwell: Hi, Mr. Stewart. Hope to be a bigger help on the new community-center project. From what Robbie and Alexandra have told me, you people are making one big story.
Grandpa: Let me introduce you, Mr. Maxwell. This is Nat Baker, who's responsible for this meeting, and this is Joanne Thompson-and Abe Lucas, who used to run the drugstore in town.
Maxwell: Robbie and Alexandra told me what you need to fix up the old library. I am planning to write an editorial that I think will help you.
Grandpa: Let's go. What are your questions?
Maxwell: OK. Now, I have...first...a couple of questions here. Have you talked to the community council? And have you had an engineer come in to do an inspection?
Maxwell: OK, what do you need most of all?
Grandpa: People power. Men and women, young and old, to give us their time.
Maxwell: To do what?
Joanne: To help scrub the building interior clean.
Nat: So that we can repaint it.
Maxwell: And you also need bodies to do repainting?
Grandpa: That's right. And we'll also need some ladders and some brushes and some paint.
Maxwell: When do you need the volunteers, and where do they report?
Grandpa: I've got the council to agree to open the building for us on the next four weekends.
Maxwell: How about furnishings? Are there any special requirements that I should list in the paper?
Joanne: Yes. Here is a copy of all the things we need to start with.
Maxwell: Let's see. Four desks. Eight straight-back chairs. Thirty folding chairs. Six table lamps. Three end tables .One piano. This is a good start. These items shouldn't be difficult to come by once I print the article in the paper. This community has always been very generous.
Grandpa: I agree, Mr. Maxwell.
Maxwell: What you're saying is, in order for this center to succeed, we need to put together volunteers from the various generations of future users.
Grandpa: That's right.
Nat: And without their energy and stamina, there's no way we can complete this project.
Maxwell: I've got it. Now give m some information about how you see the building being used.
Joanne: Oh, here. On the ground floor we have the reception area...
Grandpa: It's here, Robbie. Charles Maxwell lived up to his word. "At the Stewart family home on Linden street yesterday, a group of caring Riverdale citizens gathered to plan the refurbishing of the old library to transform it into a new community center. The original plan by the council was tabled because of lack for funds.The new plan needs you . You could call it a community unity plan. It needs your time, and it needs your energy. And it needs your contributions of furniture, paint, brushes, ladders, lamps, et cetera. A list of these items and a volunteer form can be picked up at the Riverdale Press offices. By working together, this community can do anything to benefit its citizens, and we know you will all work together towards refurbishing the old library and making it a new community center. Charles Maxwell, Editor."

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Episode 24 Parting Friends



Act 1.

Robbie: Hi, Mom.
Ellen: Hi, Robbie You're home from school early.
Robbie: Yeah, they're getting the assembly hall ready for the graduation ceremony, so we all got to go home early. Too noisy to study.
Ellen: Well, now that you're here, you can help me with dinner. I need those potatoes peeled and sliced.
Robbie: Mom, give me a break Alexandra's coming over to help me study for my math final.
Ellen: Well, in that case, you can wash the dishes and clean up after dinner.
Robbie: Can I invite Alexandra to stay for dinner?
Ellen: Of course.
Robbie: Thanks, Mom.
Ellen: You an Alexandra have become good friends, haven't you?
Robbie: Yes. I like her.She's a terrific person. I'm going to miss her when she goes back to Greece.
Ellen: Would you like to give her a little farewell party?
Robbie: Mom, that would be terrific! Maybe we could make it a surprise.
Ellen: Oh, I don't know. Surprise parties don't always work out.
Robbie: Well, we could tell her it's a graduation party for me. When Alexandra arrives, we'll surprise her.
Ellen: Well, I suppose that might work.
Robbie: I'd like to give her a nice going-away present.
Ellen: Fine.
Robbie: There's only one problem.
Ellen: What's that?
Robbie: I'm broke. I should have saved some money.
Ellen: I'm sure Alexandra would be happy with something simple, Robbie.
Robbie: I know. But, well, I'd like to give her something nice to remember me by. Maybe I could borrow some money from you and Dad.
Ellen: It's all right with me if it's all right with your dad.
Robbie: Thanks, Mom. I'll talk to him. Is he still in his office?
Ellen: I think so.
Robbie: Thanks, Mom.
Ellen: Robbie! Good luck!
Molly: Here are the X-rays you wanted , Dr. Stewart.
Philip: Oh. Thank you, Molly. Now, let me check them.
Molly: What do you think?
Philip: I don't see any breaks or fractures. Well, well. Thank you, Molly.
Molly: Thank you.
Philip: Come in! Hi, Son.
Robbie: Hi, Dad. Am I interrupting you?
Philip: No, no, no, no,. What's up?
Robbie: Can we talk?
Philip: Sure.
Robbie: I need some help.
Philip: Well, that's what fathers are for.
Robbie: Well, before I go to college, I have the whole summer...
Philip: Yes...
Robbie: And I'm planning to get a job for the summer.
Philip: And What sort of job?
Robbie: I applied for a job as a lifeguard at the community pool.
Philip: Sounds pretty good.
Robbie: Yes. I'll be earning pretty good money if I get it. But right now, I'm kind of short of cash.
Philip: Who isn't?
Robbie: And my friend Alexandra is going to Greece...
Philip: Nice girl. We'll all miss her.
Robbie: Mom says we can her a going-away surprise party.
Philip: Good idea.
Robbie: And I'd like to get her a nice gift...
Philip: What'd you have in mind?
Robbie: Well, a wristwatch, so she'll think of me when she looks at the time. Nothing flashy or expensive. Something simple-but a good one.
Philip: Sounds fine, Robbie.
Robbie: Well, I saw a nice watch. But I'll need a loan. If you could lend me the money, I could pay you back out of my lifeguard salary.
Philip: Well, I guess your mother and I can manage it. When do you need the money?
Robbie: Would tomorrow be OK?
Philip: You've got it.
Robbie: Thanks, Dad.
Philip: My pleasure, Son. Oh, and, Robbie...
Robbie: Yes?
Philip: You'll probably want the family car so you can drive her home after the party.
Robbie: Could I?
Philip: If you drive carefully.
Robbie: I will. Thanks, Dad.
Philip: My pleasure.
Robbie: You're OK, Dad.
Philip: You're not so bad yourself, Son.


Act 2.

Alexandra: You ready for the next problem?
Robbie: You know what? I can't look at another number. How about a lemonade break?
Alexandra: Sure.
Robbie: Oh, by he way, when is your plane reservation for your flight to Athens?
Alexandra: Sunday. Why?
Robbie: Would you be able to come over Saturday night?
Alexandra: Yes. I should be finished packing by then.
Robbie: My folks are giving me a little graduation party.
Alexandra: Terrific!
Robbie: I'll pick you up.
Alexandra: That isn't necessary.
Robbie: My dad's letting me borow the car.
Alexandra: Oh, well, that would be very nice.
Robbie: About eight 0'clock?
Alexandra: Eight 0'clock is fine.
Robbie: Great! It's a date.
Alexandra: Who's going to be there?
Robbie: Just my friend Mike and a few kids from school.
Alexandra: I'm going to miss all of you. You've been like a second family to me.
Robbie: We're going to miss you.
Alexandra: Maybe you could come to visit me in Greece?
Robbie: I'm counting on it.
Alexandra: Wonderful! Are you excited about graduating from high school?
Robbie: Sure...and a little scared.
Alexandra: Scared? Why?
Robbie: Aren't you a little scared?
Alexandra: I was when I first came to the United States. I'd never been away from home, and I didn't know what it would be like. But then I found out that people are the same everywhere once you get to know them.
Robbie: I'm glad I got to know you.
Alexandra: Thatnk you. I'm glad I got to know You-and your family.
Robbie: Wouldn't it be nice if we could skip the examinations and get right to the graduation party?
Alexandra: It would be very nice. But that isn't the way it works. So...back to work.
Alexandra: Good night, Robbie. Good night, Mrs.Stewart. Thank you for dinner.
Ellen: Good night, Alexandra.Will you be all right?
Alexandra: Yes.The Molinas are waiting for me.
Robbie: Good night, Alexandra. I'll pick you up on Saturday night, OK?
Alexandra: Yes. Eight 0'clock.
Alexandra: I have to run.
Allen: Good night, Robbie. She's really a good friend, isn't she?
Robbie: Yeah.
Ellen: You are going to miss her.
Robbie: Am I going to miss her?
Ellen: That's what I said! You are going to miss her!
Robbie: I'm going to miss her, and my math teacher's going to miss her.
Ellen: Well, you can write to her.
Robbie: It's not the same.
Mike: How does that look, Rob?
Robbie: Great! Pass me the hammer.
Mike: You got it!
Sandra: You're sure Alexandra's going to be surprised?
Robbie: Absolutely. She has no idea that the party is in her honor.
Mike: Millie, did you bring the papes for dancing?
Millie: They're in my bag.
Mike: What did you bring?
Millie: Some rock 'n' roll.
Robbie: Perfect! Alexandra will love it! I can't wait to see her face when she walks in here tonight.
Mike: What about the cake?
Robbie: My mom's decorating it right now.
Ellen: Robbie, there's a phone call for you. It's Alexandra. She sounds upset.
Robbie: OK. Thanks, Mom. I'll take it in there. Hi, Alexandra. What? You what? Oh no!


Act 3.

Millie: How about some music?
Sandra: No, let's wait till Robbie gets back from the airport.
Millie: Did she say why she had to leave today?
Mike: She told Robbie that her flight tomorrow was canceled, so she had to take an earlier flight today.
Millie: This is terrible.
Mike: Well, that must be him.
Sandra: Why is he blowing his horn like that?
Mike: I don't know. Maybe he's angry.
Sandra: Do you think we should take down the decorations? They'll just make him sad.
Mike: Too late now. We should have done it sooner. Oh, here he comes.
Mike: Hi, How'd it go?
Robbie: OK, I guess. Especially when Alexandra gave me a surprise...
Mike: Yeah? What was it?
Robbie: This!
Mike: Alexandra!
Sandra: Hi! What happened?
Alexandra: I called my parents from the airport. When I told them my friends were giving me a party, they insisted that I stay. So now I'm taking a flight on Monday instead.
Mike: That's great! Terrific!
Sandra: But how did you know the party was for you?
Alexandra: Well, Robbie told me when he gave me this.
Sandra: Oh, it's so pretty!
Alexandra: It's lovely, Robbie.
Millie: All right! Now we can really start the party!
Alexandra: No. Would you mind? I'd like to say something first.
Philip: Hear, hear!
Alexandra: I should just like to thank all of you, my friends, who have made my stay in the Unite States so wonderful. And to Robbie and the Stwart family for opening their home to me.
Robbie: We should thank you. You're a real friend!
Alexandra: And I also have a little surprise for you, Robbie. A little going-away present.
Robbie: Thank you.
Alexandra: Open it, please. I think you might be amused.
Robbie: OK. I can't believe it!
Alexandra: I guess we were thinking the same thought.
Robbie: You had it engraved!
Ellen: Read it, Robbie.
Robbie: "In friendship, always. Alexandra." I knew we thought alike, but this is too much! Thank you.
Mike: All right! Let's have some music!
Robbie: Miss Pappas?
Alexandra: Mr.Stewart...
Philip: Mrs. Stewart, may I have this dance?
Ellen: My pleasure, Doctor.

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Episode 25 Country Music




Act 1.

Richard: Hot dogs. I love hot dogs. There is nothing better than a hot dog in the country.
Ellen: Hot dogs and mustard.
Richard: Cooked outdoors over an open fire. I wish I had one now.
Ellen: Do you remember when Daddy and I used to take you and Susan and Robbie to Jones Beach?
Richard: Oh, I sure do.
Ellen: We'd wait until dark and make a fire, and we'd cook the hot dogs. Oh, don't forget the mustard. And, oh, does anybody want ketchup?
Richard: I might as well take it along. And now to make sure we've got the hamburger patties. I have to remember to put them in the bag tomorrow morning before we leave.
Ellen: I'll remind you, Richard.
Richard: Mom, we really appreciate your taking care of Max for the weekend and giving up your free time.
Ellen: I love doing it. Susan and Harry have a sitter for Michelle in the city, and I'm taking care of Max. It's no big deal. I am happy to do it for you.
Richard: I guess Max is asleep by now. He's not crying anymore.
Ellen: Oh, poor baby. He's teething.
Marilyn: Well, he's asleep-finally. I feel so bad for him. It hurts so much when a baby gets his first teeth.
Ellen: He'll be fine, Marilyn.
Richard: Well, he wakes up several times during the night, and the pain is so bad.
Marilyn: I'm really concerned about going away for the weekend, Ellen, and leaving you with the full responsibility of taking care of Max. Especially with his teething. I wish he felt better.
Ellen: Please don't worry, Marilyn. Remember your father-in-law's a pediatrician. We have a live-in doctor if there's a problem I can't handle.
Richard: I agree, Marilyn. We really don't have to be overly concerned.
Richard: I'll go upstairs and stay with him until he falls asleep again.
Marilyn: Thanks, Richard. Try putting him across your lap on his stomach. He likes that.
Richard: I"ll try it.
Ellen: When are Susan and Harry Picking you up, Marilyn?
Marilyn: They're coming by at six tomorrow morning, so we can get an early start.
Ellen: That's nice. And you'll have a full day in the country.
Marilyn: And a full night. Tomorrow night we'll be camping out in tents.
Ellen: And coming home on Sunday?
Marilyn: We'll be heading back late in the afternoon.
Ellen: You're going to have the time of your lives. Camping out is such great fun.
Marilyn: We'll have a great time camping out, I'm sure. But I'm still a little worried about you, Ellen.
Ellen: It will be my great pleasure, Marilyn. Remember, it's only one night.
Richard: He's asleep. I think he'll sleep through the night now.
Marilyn: Thanks, honey. I hope he's good when we're away.
Richard: Well, so do I. Now, to check the list of things we need for the camping trip. We need to bring a flashlight.
Ellen: It's in the right-hand drawer, next to the bottle openers.
Richard: Do we have a bottle opener on the list, Marilyn?
Marilyn: No.No bottle opener. Is that one of the things Susan and Harry are bringing?
Richard: No. And we're bring the ketchup, mustard, relish-all that stuff. And cooking utensils. Well, here's the bottle poener, and here's the flashlight.
Ellen: Matches.
Marilyn: Matches?
Richard: Yes, of course. For when we build our campfire. I can't build a fire by rubbing two pieces of wood together.
Marilyn: And don't forget your camera and film, Richard.
Richard: All packed and ready.
Marilyn: And let's not forget our cassette player and some tapes. Some music tapes and some blank tapes so that we can record our thoughts about the trip.
Ellen: Oh, that's a nice idea. An audio diary.
Marilyn: That's what I thought.
Richard: Got it! The cassette player and the tapes.


Act 2.

Susan: Oh, I love it! To be away from the city on such a beautiful day is my idea of heaven! The grass. The trees. The fresh air.
Harry: I told you you'd like it. I've been doing this for years.
Richard: You have the spirit of a teenager, Susan. Wait till you see yourself jumping around.
Marilyn: That's what I love about Susan. She works hard. She plays hard. She's a real Stewart.
Harry: Come on, Richard. Help me get this stuff out of the car.
Richard: Where does it go?
Harry: Well, we'll put everything over there. We'll set up our tents over there by the edge of the woods. Then we'll be able to make our fire there where it's safe.
Richard: Oh, there's our table and benches. All set for eating.
Harry: That's what makes this spot so good.
Marilyn: Is anybody hungry?
Susan: I am.
Harry: We just got here.
Susan: When you're out in the fresh air like this, it makes you hungry. Aren't you hungry, Marilyn?
Marilyn: I sure am. How about you, Richard?
Richard: Starving.
Harry: You guys are like three kids.
Richard: Aren't you hungry, Harry?
Harry: Well, yeah. Now that you mention it, I guess I am. I mean, how could a guy not be hungry with all this talk about eating?
Marilyn: Where's the bag with the chicken salad sandwiches?
Harry: Right here, next to the ice packs. Here. Put the tablecloth on the picnic table, and I will bring the cola and the plastic cups.
Harry: Well, how do you like it so far?
Richard: I've never been more relaxed.
Marilyn: Me, Neither.
Susan: I wish we had brought Michelle, Harry. She would have loved it.
Marilyn: Oh, You're right. I wish we had brought Max.
Richard: Marilyn, Susan, let's not begin to worry about Michelle and Max. We're having a good time, and they're in good hands.
Harry: Richard is right. Are you having a good time, Susan? You haven't answered my question.
Susan: I am having a good time, Harry. I promise not to think about the city. We're in the country. Let's all just enjoy this wonderful place and this wonderful weather.
Harry: Good.
Susan: This is heaven, Harry! It was such a great idea to spend the weekend this way.
Harry: Thanks, Susan. I thought you'd all like it.
Susan: Like it? I love it! Listen to the sounds of the summer that surround us. It's so calming.
Harry: I've always liked camping out. Away from the telephones and account books. It's refreshing for me. I always go back to the city in a wonderful state of mind.
Susan: We've only been here for a day, and I've completely forgotten about all my business problems. The office seems so far away.
Harry: I'm glad you like it, Susan. We'll spend many more weekends like this.
Susan: And next time we'll bring Michelle, I wish she were here with us to enjoy the country.
Harry: And next time we'll bring Michelle.
Marilyn: Just listen to the sound. It's so soothing.
Richard: I can hardly keep my eyes open. If only we could bottle the fresh air.
Marilyn: Wouldn't it be wonderful?
Richard: We could call it "Deep Sleep Country Air."
Marilyn: It puts you to sleep. So does the sound. I've bee having a hard time keeping my eyes open just listening to it. It's like a special music.
Richard: Too bad we can't bottle the sound.
Marilyn: But we can!
Richard: Can what?
Marilyn: Bottle the sound.
Richard: What are you talking about?
Richard: Oh, yeah? Great idea! Let's do it!


Act 3.

Marilyn: I'm so glad everyone is asleep. I thought Max would be crying, and everybody would be a wake.
Richard: What did I tell you? Nothing to worry about.
Susan: I'm sure everything is fine. My mother knows all there is to know about taking care of babies, I assure you.
Harry: Let's put some of this stuff away and then take off. We've got a forty-minute drive into the city.
Ellen: Welcome home-and I do mean welcome home.
Richard: Something wrong?
Ellen: Oh, nothing's wrong, Richard. Believe me, Max is fine. But his teeth hurt, and he just can't get to sleep, poor dear.
Susan: Neither can you.
Marilyn: Oh, I feel so bad.
Ellen: Oh, I'm fine. How was your weekend?
Harry: We had a great time, Mom.
Richard: It was wonderful. The weather couldn't have been better.
Ellen: It was nice here, too.
Marilyn: Did you get a chance to get outside at all?
Ellen: Oh, yes. Grandpa helped me yesterday afternoon. I went to the supermarket to get a few things, and I stayed out an extra half hour. The village was filled people-the weather was so nice.
Richard: Harry's a professional camper, Mom. He knows all there is to know, and he made the weekend very easy for us to enjoy.
Harry: Come on. You all helped.
Susan: You were wonderful, Harry!
Marilyn: Why don't you go to your room, Mom, and get some sleep.
Ellen: Oh, I'm fine. Tell me more about your weekend. Did you do anything special?
Susan: Lots of special country things. We picked flowers.
Marilyn: And we brought some home for you. It was so nice to be out in the country.
Ellen: They smell wonderful.
Marilyn: Everything smelled so special. It would have been great if we had been able to bottle the smells.
Harry: It would be a great business if you could do that.
Ellen: Oh!
Marilyn: Uh, we're home now, Ellen. We'll take care of it.
Richard: I'll take care of it. Let's see if it works.
Ellen: What's that?
Richard: A little we'd better head home. It's getting late, and we have a bit of a drive.
Harry: Well, all your things are inside. There's your sleeping bag.
Marilyn: Oh, thanks, Harry.
Harry: Say good-bye to Richard. We'll call you all tomorrow night.
Marilyn: Good-bye.
Susan: Bye, Mom.
Ellen: Bye-bye.
Marilyn: Bye.
Ellen: I'm so tired I think I'm overtired. I don't know if I can get to sleep.
Ellen: Max has stopped crying.
Marilyn: Yes. It works!
Richard: It works!
Ellen: What works?
Richard: This.
Ellen: Oh. Oh, where did you get that? It sounds so nice. I think I'm falling asleep.
Richard: Like Max did.
Richard: Good night.
Marilyn: Good night. Sounds of the country. The soothing sounds of the country.

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Episode 26 Opening Night




Act 1.

Carlson: A little further to the right, Tom.
Tom: Is this OK?
Carlson: Good. What do you think ,Richard?
Richard: I like it there.
Carlson: It's the first thing people will see when they come in. It sets the tone for the whole show. The next thing they'll see is this enlargement with the words Family Album, U.S.A.
Richard: I can't believe this is really happening!
Carlson: You've earned it. Years of work went into these pictures.
Richard: I know, but it's still a dream come true.
Carlson: Well, remember, we're not sure what the critics are going to write about your show yet. And you never know what the man from the New York Times is going to say about it.
Richard: Are you worried?
Carlson: I always worry. The reviews of this show are important for the sales of your book.
Richard: When do we see the reviews?
Carlson: Soon. One of the critics is coming over this morning for a preview. I hope he's in a good mood.
Richard: So do I. Marilyn and I hope to use money from the sales of this book to buy a new house.
Carlson: The book will be a success. And the show will help promote it.
Richard: Speaking of promoting the book, do I really have to autograph copies for the guests at the opening?
Carlson: It's common practice.
Richard: I feel uncomfortable about it.
Carlson: A lot of people come to openings just so they can get the autograph of somebody who may be famous someday.
Richard: Couldn't we wait until I'm famous?
Carlson: A little further back, Tom. It's too close to the refreshments.
Richard: No, I think this one belongs in the "people-at-work" section.
Carlson: You may be right. Try it there, Tom
Tom: Right.
Carlson: Nervous about the opening tonight?
Richard: Nervous? Me? No. I'm scared to death.
Carlson: How about guests? How many people will you be bringing?
Richard: Well, my family, I guess. My wife Marilyn, my father and mother, my brother Robbie, my sister and her husband and their daughter. And my grandfather. Is that too many?
Carlson: No such thing as" too many" at an opening.
Richard: I hope they like it.
Carlson: Your family or the pubic?
Richard: Everybody. But especially my family. They've stood by me through all this.
Carlson: I'm sure they'll like it.
Mitchell: Harvey, how are you?
Carlson: Mitchell, so nice of you to come. Richard, this is Mitchell Johnson. Mitchell is one of the most important syndicated reviewers in the country.
Mitchell: Well, you're the young man who did all this.
Richard: I'm afraid so.
Mitchell: Nice to meet you.
Richard: Nict to meet you, Mr. Johnson.
Carlson: Mitchell has always encouraged new talent.
Mitchell: Well...you mind if I look around and see what it says to me?
Carlson: Be our guest.
Mitchell: Mm-hmm, hmm, uh-huh.
Richard: What does that mean when he goes, "Mm-hmm, mm-hmm,mm-hmm"?
Carlson: It probably means he's clearing his throat. I don't know.
Tom: I don't care what the critics say, Mr.Stewart. Your work is brilliant.
Richard: Thank you, Tom.
Carlson: Tom is studying photography at NYU. He's working with me during the summer months as an intern.
Richard: Oh, really? I'd like to see your work.
Tom: It's not good enough to show. I'm still learning.
Richard: Oh, I'd still like to see your work. You may be the next Ansel Adams and not even know it.
Tom: If you really mean it, I'll bring some of my pictures into the gallery.
Richard: I do mean it.
Mitchell: Very interesting pictures, Mr.Stewart. You have a most unusual eye.
Richard: Thank you. I hope that's a compliment.
Mitchell: It is.
Carlson: Are you going to be reviewing the show, Mitchell?
Mitchell: Oh, yes. It's definitely worth reviewing.
Carlson: Favorably?
Mitchell: Oh, you know I never answer that question, Harvey. I'd like an advance copy of the book, though, so I can study it.
Carlson: I have an autographed one in my office. Tom, would you give Mr.Johnson the copy of Richard's book on my desk?
Tom: Just follow me, Mr.Johnson.
Mitchell: Sure.
Richard: Do you think he liked my photographs?
Carlson: We'll know when tonight's papers come out. Keep your fingers crossed.


Act 2.

Marilyn: Do you like the dress?
Richard: I love it.
Marilyn: I designed it myself.
Richard: It's beautiful.
Marilyn: Are you ready? We're supposed to be there before the guests arrive.
Richard: I know. I know. Help me with this tie, will you? Honey, I'm scared to death.
Marilyn: But this is what you've been working for all these years.
Richard: No, no. I worked to put together a book of photographs. This is show business.
Marilyn: Well, it's all part of the same job. Just relax and enjoy it.
Richard: You're right. I earned this, and I'm going to enjoy it. As soon as I recover from my nervous breakdown.
Marilyn: What are you afraid of?
Richard: Everything. A critic was there this morning. He probably hates my work. I have to sign copies of my book for a lot of people I never met before. My new shoes hurt my feet...
Marilyn: You're going to be a great success. Are you ready?
Richard: As soon as I get these cuff links on.
Marilyn: Let me help. Mom and Dad are already on their way down to the gallery.
Marilyn: There! You look very attractive.
Richard: Thank you. Well, I suppose I'v run out of excuses.
Marilyn: Mm-hmm. Let's go...
Richard: Oh, one minute. Before we go to the gallery, I just want to tell you that I never could have done this book without your help and your love. I appreciate it.
Marilyn: Thanks. Now, no more stalling.
Marilyn: What is it?
Richard: There's nobody here!
Marilyn: Of course not, Richard. Your show doesn't begin until eight thirty.
Richard: Oh. Right.
Carlson: Richard! Welcome! Good luck tonight!
Richard: Well, thanks. This is my publisher. Harvey Carlson. You've met my wife Marilyn...
Carlson: Charmed.
Marilyn: Hi.
Richard: My mother, Ellen Stewart. Harvey Carlson.
Carlson: It's good to meet you.
Ellen: It's nice to meet you.
Richard: This is my father, Dr.Philip Stewart...
Philip: Nice to meet you, Mr. Carlson.
Richard: My brother Robbie...
Robbie: Hi.
Carlson: Hi.
Richard: And this is my sister Susan and her husband Harry Bennett and his daughter Michelle.
Carlson: It's nice to meet you.
Richard: And this gentleman is my grandfather, Malcolm Stewart.
Carlson: Welcome, Mr.Stewart. Well, make yourselves comfortable. There are hors d'oeuvres at the table, fruit punch at the bar. Help yourselves. Can I get you something, Mr.Setwart?
Grandpa: No, thank you.
Carlson: You can feel very proud of your grandson, Mr.Stewart.
Grandpa: I do. I'm proud of all my grandchildren, Mr.Carlson.
Carlson: Of course. Feel free to look around. If you need anything, just ask.
Grandpa: Thank you.
Richard: Harvey?
Carlson: Yes?
Richard: Did Mitchell Johnson's review come out yet?
Carlson: Not yet. The newpapers don't come out till about ten 0'clock. When they come out, we'll get it.
Richard: Thanks.
Carlson: Ready?
Richard: Yes. Have the people arrived?
Carlson: The guests are waiting. Tom's about to open the doors. Good luck! And stop worrying! They're going to love it.


Act 3.

Richard: What's this?
Carlson: Read it.
Richard: I can't. Would you read it, Marilyn?
Marilyn: "Richard Stewart's show at the Carlson Gallery is a collection of photographs from his new book entitled Family Album, U.S.A. There is power and beauty in. Mr. Stewart's work, and his book introduces us to a remarkable new talent." Oh, Richard, it's wonderful!
Carlson: Congratulations!
Richard: Wow! I'm overwhelmed.
Carlson: Ladies and gentlemen, if I may have your attention for a moment, please? I hope you're all enjoying the exhibition. I know that I am. And I would like to introduce the young man who spent the last five years taking these remarkable pictures and writing the background for Family. Album, U.S.A-Mr Richard Stewart.
Richard: Hello. I want to thank all of you for coming here tonight. I'd like to thank Harvey Carlson for his faith in my project. But most of all, I would like to thank my family for their love and support all through this adventure. Thank you.
Richard: Oh, I'm glad this's over.
Tom: Would you mind?
Richard: Oh, not at all.
Tom: Thanks.
Richard: Our pleasure. Hope it wins a Pulitzer Prize.
Tom: I'll settle for an "A" in my photography course.
Carlson: Ah, Richard, Marilyn, I want you to meet John O'Neill.
Richard: Oh,how do you do ?
Marilyn: Nice to meet you.
O'Neill: I've been looking forward to meeting your husband, Mrs. Stewart. I'm really impressed by your show.
Richard: Thank you.
O'Neill: In fact, I'd like your autograph.
Richard: Oh, well, really...
O'Neill: On a contract.
Richard: What's this about, Harvey?
Carlson: Mr. O'Neill is the publisher of several magazines.
Marilyn: Of course. I've seen you on television.
Carlson: Mr. O'Neill was so impressed with your work that he wants to develop it into a magazine concept.
Richard: Well, that sounds very exciting, but where would I fit into the plan?
O'Neill: I'd like you to be the photo editor of the magazine.
Marilyn: Oh, Richard, how exciting!
Carlson: It's a wonderful opportunity, Richard.
Richard: Hold on. Wait a minute, please.
Carlson: What's the problem, Richard?
Richard: The problem is that I'm a photographer, not an editor. I like what I do. In fact, I love what I do...which is going out with a camera and a roll of film and seeing the wonder of humanity. Now, I appreciate your offer, but I've worked so hard on Family Album, U.S.A. and I'm giving some thought to a new book on a different subject. I'm flattered, but I enjoy taking pictures, and I want to continue doing that. Thank you, but I'm happy being a photographer.
O'Neill: I understand, Richard.
Carlson: Richard, I know your next book will be a success. Congratulations!
Richard: Thanks.
Marilyn: You're a real Stewart!
Richard: Thanks.


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