Punky Brewster (1984) s02e21 Episode Script

So far on Punky Brewster.
-What? I'll be right there.
-Henry, What's the matter? -That firetruck was for me.
My studio is on fire.
-Everything is ruined, everything.
ran out of money.
Henry worried so much, he got a bleeding ulcer.
-I am herewith removing Punky Brewster from your custody.
-Where will I live? -Fenster Hall.
-No! While I was at Fenster, Mr.
Chillings decided to find me new foster parents.
-Mr.
and Mrs.
Buckworth this is Punky Brewster.
The Buckworths are really rich.
-I just-- I-- I don't know how to act.
Two weeks later, Henry finally got home from the hospital.
-I miss you Punky.
I dropped in during my riding lesson - Henry! All I want is to come back home with you.
-That settles it.
If I have to go to the Supreme Court, I'll get you back.
And when I do, nothing, nothing will ever come between us.
And now the conclusion of changes.
-Punky, there's a horse in the living room.
- This is Foxfire.
Foxfire, this is Henry.
-Pleased to meet you.
Why is he in the living room? -I guess he missed me.
-We've become such good friends.
He gets lonely when I'm gone too long.
-I think it's time for Foxfire to hit the happy trail.
-No problem I'll just have to take him around the couch.
-You know, Foxfire is real talented.
Wan to see how high he can jump? -No! I'll take your word for it.
-Now, I want you to go downstairs and wait for me outside.
And don't slide down the banister! You know, Foxfire kind of reminds me of Brandon when he was a puppy, except a horse is a lot harder to potty train.
-Punky, are you absolutely certain you want to come back here with me? -Absolutely.
That would mean no more tennis courts, no more swimming pools, no more Foxfire.
-No more nannies, no more butlers, no more tutors, just you, me, and Brandon, the way it should be.
-The way it should be.
Aw.
-Help! Somebody! Help me! Touch me and you're glue.
- Mr.
Green? Mr.
Green.
- Mr.
Warnimont.
Sorry I'm late.
-No need to apologize Mr.
Vice President.
- Just call me Oliver.
Almost every one at the bank is a Vice President anyway.
-Ha, ha! That's very funny.
-What's so funny about it? -Absolutely nothing.
-Let me show you the space I intend to lease.
As you can see, it's a perfect location.
- I don't know Warnimont.
Do you really think that a photography studio could be successful here? - OK, look this way.
-What are you doing here? -We're helping you.
- Gee, I wish there was a-- -A place.
- Yeah.
I wish there was a place around here to develop our film.
-Say Mister, is there a photo studio in this mall? -Gee, I don't know.
-Well there should be, it would make a killing.
I'd open up one myself if I could get a loan from a bank.
-Sorry to interrupt, stranger.
- Nice to have friends, isn't it? Oliver, why don't we just step inside and I'll show you what I have in mind.
Back here, I'll put all the one hour developing equipment.
Hi Bernie, corned beef? This whole side is where I'll be shooting.
And not just traditional photos, fun photos.
-Fun photos? -Yes.
I'll have costumes and backdrops.
Customers can be photographed as Jesse James or Superman.
- What about Conan? -Good idea.
As a matter of fact, you'd make a magnificent Conan.
-Well I must admit, you're not the first person to tell me that.
Now, just what size loan are we talking about? - Just enough to cover the first six months of my lease.
After that, business should be booming.
-Fine.
I had my secretary run a little credit check on you.
Let's see, here it is.
I can't imagine there being any problem.
-Mr.
Warnimont, you have no credit history.
It's blank.
Don't you owe any money? -Not a cent.
Never have.
I always pay in full, in cash.
-Incredible.
Well, I'm sorry Mr.
Warnimont, but without a credit history I can't give you a loan.
-Are you saying I can't borrow money because I've never borrowed money? -That's right.
Look, here's what you do.
Get yourself a credit card and charge it to the limit.
Then go to a department store and put a microwave on layaway.
Then go right out and finance a nice El Dorado.
Take seven, eight years to pay it off.
Then when you're in hock up your eyeballs, come back us.
We'll be happy to give you all the money you need.
Here's my card.
Have a nice day.
-Listen, I've got to get this loan.
If I don't, I'll never get Punky back.
-Punky, Punky, a cute little girl, pig tails, different colored tennis shoes? -Yes, you know her? -As a matter of fact I do.
She came to see me for a loan once.
$80,000.
-Did she qualify? -You know, I've never forgotten her.
I was always touched by her concern for her foster father.
Well that must be you.
-Yes, she's the most important thing in my life.
Please, please, you've got to help me.
-I'm sorry.
My bank will not allow me to give you the money.
-I see.
-But, would you accept a loan from me, personally? -What? -Well I'm always looking for a good investment.
And you're a responsible man with a sound business idea.
-Oliver, I'm touched.
You hear about cold-blooded bankers, but you are a warm, caring human being.
-In a pig's eye.
I expect to double my money.
Capiche? -Capiche.
-Do we have a deal? -We have a deal.
-Excuse me, I need to find a place to get a passport photo.
Can you help me stranger? - Relax young man, he's got the money.
-All right, Henry.
Yeah! Congratulations.
-Cuthbert, -Yes, mum.
-What is that orange object? -I believe it is a yo-yo, mum.
-Remove it at once.
-Yes, mum.
-And tell Punky that if she doesn't learn to put her things away, I'll have them destroyed.
-Good evening, Tiffany.
-Jules, you're late.
-I'm sorry, dearest.
Punky took me on the most wonderful outing.
Guess where we went.
-I'd rather not.
-To a park.
-Did you wash your hands? Tiffany, let's build our own park on the back lawn.
You know, as a sort of surprise for Punky.
- Forget it Jules, I've got an even better surprise for her.
Where is the little darling? Clear the runway! -Freeze.
We do not bounce into a room, we work with grace and poise.
Remember yourself.
I remember.
I'm Punky.
-May I take your hopping machine? -Sure, Cuthbert.
And it's a pogo stick.
Jules, Henry just gave me some great news.
-That's wonderful.
-Sit down, Punky.
I have some wonderful news myself.
-You do? -Yes.
I've just purchased the most darling little castle on the French Riviera.
How nice, Tiffany.
It will make a lovely summer home.
- It's not just a summer home.
We're moving there permanently.
-Jules, did she say what I think she said? -Yes, we are moving to Europe.
-We leave in four days.
-It doesn't give us much time to pack.
-Or say goodbye, or anything.
-Everyone you need to say goodbye to is going with you.
-You know, I don't speak French.
Maybe I should stay here and take lessons for a few years.
-The subject is closed.
Now let's eat.
Something wrong with your salad, dear? -Tiffany, I think she's feeling a little uneasy about making such a big move.
Is that it, Punky? -Kind of.
- Pish tosh.
-But dearest, Europe does seem like a strange and faraway land when you're a little person.
-I understand Jules, but you'll be with me.
You've no need to be afraid.
-Thank you, dear.
Still, a move like this will be a big adjustment for all of us.
Right, Punky? -What's wrong with you people? We're going to indulge ourselves in a luxurious lifestyle in one of the world's most beautiful settings.
Let's be thrilled.
Cuthbert, does living in Europe sound like a dream come true, or have I completely lost my mind? Yes, mum.
There you have it, Cuthbert agrees.
We're going.
-Excuse me, but may I say something? -Of course you can, Punky.
Go ahead.
-First of all, I think it was real nice of you guys to become my foster parents.
And there's a lot of other kids who need good homes.
And you have one of the goodest homes in the whole world.
-Punky, there's no need for you to thank us.
-No, let her finish Jules.
It's about time she showed some appreciation.
Go ahead, my dear.
What else did you want to say? -I want to go back with Henry.
-What? -I'm sorry, but I'll never be a Buckworth.
I'm more of a Warnimont kind of girl.
-Punky, it isn't impossible for you to be with Mr.
Warnimont.
-It is now.
That's why he called, he got a loan and he's opening up a new studio.
-Well, good for him.
-And good for me too.
Because now I can go back with him.
That is, if it's OK with you guys.
-Well Tiffany, what do you say? -Absolutely not.
-Please.
Mrs.
Buckworth.
Me and Henry love each other.
We want to be together.
- Spare me the histrionics Punky.
No one forced you to come here.
You made your own choice, and it's a choice you're going to have to live with.
-I only came here because-- -I don't care why you came! You're here and now, and you belong to me.
Remember, you are now one of the wealthiest children in the country.
-But I don't want your money.
- No, It's more than money.
It's position, it's power and it's also a responsibility.
From now on, you are to conduct yourself in the well-bred matter that bespeaks your station in life.
You will behave as I instruct you.
Say what I tell you to say.
Do what I-- -That's enough! -I beg your pardon? -Sit down and be quiet.
-Jules, I-- -Sit! I'm experiencing deja vu.
That speech you just made to Punky is the very same speech you made to me, on our wedding night.
For 20 years, I've endured this charade of a marriage.
For 20, years I have let you bully me.
For 20 years, it's been, yes Tiffany, fine Tiffany, whatever you say Tiffany.
Well, listen to this.
No, Tiffany.
Forget it, Tiffany.
-Jules, I want you-- -Put a sock in it, Tiffany.
-I have allowed you to browbeat me into a life of privileged misery.
But I will not allow you to do the same thing to this little girl.
-Jules, the only thing you have ever contributed to our marriage is your respectable family name.
You have absolutely no money of your own.
If you don't apologize to me this instant, I will cut you off without a penny.
-Tiffany, you're cutting off days are over.
I'm leaving you.
I'll have our attorney contract our attorney.
-Leave me and you'll have nothing.
- There's where you're wrong.
I'll have the one thing I haven't had for 20 years, my self respect.
Punky, there's a lesson to be learned in this.
Money can buy things, but not people.
There's only one way you can belong to someone, and that's in your heart.
-Yes, sir.
-Come on, short stuff.
Let's get you back to where you belong.
-Yes, sir.
-Come in.
-Mr.
Warnimont, -Yes? -I'm Jules Buckworth.
Somehow sir, a very special little girl ended up in the wrong home.
And it is now my very great pleasure to bring her back where she belongs.
-Hi Henry.
-Hello, Punky.
Welcome home.
-Here you are.
-Thank you.
-And thank you for coming to Warnimont's.
Tell me something, did your husband take those pictures? -No, I'm not married.
- Well here's your change, and here's my phone number.
-Ooh, I love this store.
Warnimont's.
-Fulton? -Chillings.
-What are you doing there? -Well, I'm filling in for Henry until he and Punky get back in court.
You see, today's the day they get their official adoption decree.
-I know that.
I was calling to offer them my congratulations.
-Congratulations? You mean, you're the guy that tried to keep them apart.
-Well, it might interest you to know that I've submitted my resignation to the Department of Children and Family Services.
-You resigned? What a shame.
- I just realized I wasn't suited for that job.
That position needs someone with flexibility, someone with compassion, someone who can stand the sight of children.
-Well what are you going to do now? -Fortunately, my personal life had taken a turn for the better.
-Really? -Yes.
I have found a special someone.
She's perfect for me, and someday I hope I'll be perfect for her.
-Simon, lunch is served.
-Yes, dear.
-I'm going to have to get off the phone.
-Now, Simon.
-Yes, dear.
So long.
-Yes dear? Simon.
-We did it, Mike! We did it! -Yay! -We are officially adopted.
-Way to go guys.
-It was the most beautiful adoption proceedings I've ever seen.
I wished I had a picture of you two right now.
- My good woman, you're at Warnimont's.
If it's pictures you want, it's pictures you'll get.