[Cindy pretends to share her sweets with Bobby. She asks Bobby if he wants some of her licorice. That is, as she asks him...!]
[in a fake-friendly tone] Want a piece of licorice?
Bobby
Yeah!
[in mean voice] I BET YOU DO! (AND YOU GET ONLY ONE BITE!)
[Cindy takes her candy and runs away with it. That is, after she tells Bobby she knows he wants some licorice but he only gets one bite.]
Well, we have five suspects and five confessions.
Correction. Six suspects. And #6 is looking forward to an overnight camping trip this Saturday.
By Jove, Holmes, you’ve deduced that young Peter Brady did it.
Elementary, my dear Watson, the five who confessed are covering up for the sixth who didn’t.
Right. And if Peter is guilty, then the other kids are accessories to the crime.
Well, what are we gonna do about it, Mike?
Why not we play along with their little game and punish everybody who confessed?
[gasps] What? And allow Peter to get away with it?
Honey, Peter is not going to get away with it. His conscience is not going to let him.
[The scene cuts to the living room]
Does anybody know why Dad called this meeting?
I do. He's gonna tell everybody I broke the vase. I confessed.
Well, somebody had to take the blame.
Bobby
Me too.
[Jan collapses on the chair.]
Bobby
You too?
[Jan nods.]
I guess we all confessed.
[angry] I wanted to in the first place! But you guys drained up this whole thing!
Peter’s right. We’re as much to blame for this as he is.
[Jan hears Mike and Carol come in.]
I think we’re all gonna get it now.
[Mike and Carol enter]
One of you broke your mother's vase. But five of you claimed that you did it.
There seems to be a slight communication gap in this family.
Look! No matter who broke it, the others of you who confessed are just as guilty for hiding the truth. And I’m afraid you’re all going to have to be punished.
Bobby
Mom, dad, it works! Stretching myself really works! I grew an inch and a half!
Bobby
A whole inch and a half!
Oh, honey, maybe you grew, but I don't think an inch and a half.
Bobby
But I measured myself three times! A half inch, plus one whole inch!
No, it's only a half an inch!
Bobby
How do you know it's only half an inch?
Yeah, how do you know, Cindy?
I made the mark a half inch lower, so that Bobby would think he grew!
Bobby
Well, that's okay, I still grew an inch!
You did the same thing too? [Jan nods]
Bobby
Well, a half inch isn't bad.
I guess we should have checked with each other.
Bobby
That's the dirtiest trick I've ever heard of!
[Bobby runs off.]
Bobby. They weren't trying to trick you. I don't think that what they did was right —
They were only trying to help.
Bobby
They did it because they know it's true!
Bobby
I'm a shrimpo, a peewee, I'll never grow another inch as long as I live! [runs up the stairs]
Hi, Bobby! Hey, wait a minute, your clothes!
[Bobby turns around with a black eye.]
Bobby, your eye! What in the world happened?
Bobby
I got in a fight with Tommy Huxley.
Tommy Huxley? He's twice as big as you are! Why doesn't he pick on somebody his own size?
Bobby
Well, I picked on him.
You started a fight? Why?
Bobby
Well, he was acting like a big shot.
Oh. Well, you weren't by any chance feeling like a little shot, were you?
Bobby
Well, I am a little shot, that all I'll ever be!
Oh, Bobby. Listen, you've heard about Napoleon Bonaparte, haven't you?
Bobby
Yeah, he's that funny guy that always walked around with his hand on his stomach.
Well, he was also a little guy. And he went around trying to prove how big he was by fighting everybody.
Bobby
Did he win?
Nope, just like you he got clobbered. So I really don't think that fighting is the answer. Do you, Bob?
Bobby
Not if you lose.
[on the phone] Yeah Rachel, it’s great seeing you at school. But I still want to take you out. Well, what about a movie tomorrow night? Yeah, the drive-in. It’s a good double bill, uh, a science fiction and a western. Great, great, Rachel. Well, I’ll pick you up about 7. Bye.
[He hangs up and Bobby comes into the living room to boss Greg around again.]
Bobby
Sounds good to me.
[annoyed] What sounds good to you?!
Bobby
A double film.
Exactly what does that mean?
Bobby
I’m going with you.
[Greg gets up.]
[laughs sarcastically] HA! NO WAY!
Bobby
Remember the bet?
[gets upset] I HAVE TAKEN OUT THE TRASH FOR YOU! I HAVE HOSED OFF THE PATIO, HAVE SHINED YOUR SHOES, HAVE MADE YOUR BED, AND HAVE CLEANED YOUR BIKE! AND I EVEN LET YOU BEAT ME AT CHECKERS BECAUSE YOU HAVE TOLD ME TO! BUT THAT IS IT! THAT IS IT! DO YOU UNDERSTAND!?
Bobby
It’s okay with me! I don’t mind if she comes along or not!
[angry and to Bobby] LISTEN (VERY CAREFULLY) MR. CHIN-UP KING! I HAVE DONE EVERYTHING THAT YOU HAVE ASKED FAIR AND SQUARE! BUT THERE IS NO WAY! NO WAY YOU ARE GOING ON MY DATE WITH RACHEL!
[The scene cuts to the drive-in]
Bobby
[from the backseat] You're blocking my view!
[Greg and Rachel move apart.]
Bobby
And I want some more popcorn.
You've already had three bags!
Bobby
Then I want pizza.
I'll be back in a minute, Rachel.
[Greg gets out of the car to buy Bobby a slice of pizza.]
Bobby
[Jumps into the front seat] Boy, you can really see better from up here.
RRachel
[Unenthused] Uh-huh.
Bobby
Neat movie, isn't it?
Bobby
Having fun, huh?
RRachel
We're having a ball.
Bobby
You see, I told Greg if I came you wouldn't mind.
[to Bobby] Here's the pizza you ordered! And that's all of the food you get!
[Greg angrily murmurs about the bet]
[muttering] Our bet had nothing to do with me going broke!
RRachel
Greg, wouldn't it be nice if Bobby got in the backseat to eat his pizza?
Bobby
Okay! [Greg closes the car door, accidentally hits the horn, shushes Bobby] I didn't do that! Want some pizza?
Bobby
How about you, Rachel? It's real good, pepperoni and onions.
RRachel
No, no thank you.
Bobby
You guys don't know what you're missing!
We know what we're missing! [Attempts to embrace Rachel again]
Bobby
You're blocking my view again!
Come on, Bobby, stop fooling around! You're not even watching the movie!
Bobby
Neither are you!
RRachel
I'll tell you what, why don't we all watch the movie.
[They watch the movie]
Bobby
It's warm in here, put the top down.
Put the top — ? Now look, Bobby.
RRachel
You might as well do it, Greg.
[Greg puts the top down, causing several cars behind them to honk their horns because it's blocking their view]
[Bobby opens an umbrella, holds it over their heads]
What do you think you're doing?
Bobby
It might rain. You wouldn't want sweetiepie to get wet, would you?
Now you're just being a wiseguy. Put that umbrella away!
Bobby
I told you, it might rain!
Well, if it might rain, then I'm putting the top back up! [Retracts the roof, causing cars to honk again]
[Bobby doesn't close his umbrella, causing the tip to tear a hole in the roof. He ends up sticking the umbrella through the roof, and keeps trying to pull it out. It gets stuck, he looks at Greg]
Now you've done it! Wait till Dad sees this!
[Jan is mad at her siblings]
If I were an only child, I wouldn't have any phony brothers and sisters! Who needs you?!
Well, if that's what you want, I'm sure it can be arranged. Right, you guys? [Marcia, Peter, Bobby and Cindy agree]
You just lost yourself five brothers and sisters!
And you can have the whole house to yourself.
As far as you're concerned, we don't even exist.
Bobby
Yeah, we're not even here!
Consider us invisible! Come on, gang, let's disappear. [Everybody but Jan leaves]
[The boys return]
Bobby
Yeah, this is our room!
[Jan leaves, Greg slams the door after her]