Nielsen Rating: 16.5 HH
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EPISODE 34 - The Horn Blows at Midnight
First Air Date: November 4, 1987
Nielsen Rating: 16.5 HH
TV Guide Description: Balki listens numbly as a famous psychic predicts that Larry will be "eating a golden ring and sitting on a sheep" on the day that a terrible storm ushers in the Grim Reaper.
Co-Producer: James O’Keefe
Created by: Dale McRaven
Written by: William Bickley & Michael
Warren
Directed by: Joel Zwick
Cast:
Bronson Pinchot: Balki Bartokomous
Mark Linn-Baker: Larry Appleton
Rebeca Arthur: Mary Anne
Melanie Wilson: Jennifer Lyons
Guest Cast:
Jo Marie Payton-France: Harriette Winslow
Brandis Kemp: Ms. Claire Hayden
Eugene Roche: Harry Burns
Dimitri Appearances: Dimitri isn’t seen
through most of this episode but his appearance when it comes is quite pivotal,
as he is the sheep that Larry sits on to fulfill part of Claire Hayden’s
prophesy. He remains on the couch while Balki and Larry wrestle with one
another, getting quite crushed!
Balki-isms:
"Get back, funky cat!"
"We’ve got to hit the road,
Zack!"
"Mr. Death is going to come in here
and kick your bucket!"
Don’t be ridiculous: Not said in this episode.
Other catchphrases used in this episode:
"Get out of the city!"
"Wwowww!!"
Balki and Larry’s stereo "Hi!"
Other running jokes used in this episode:
Balki picks up Larry and carries him
around.
Larry tells Balki to "think about
it" and Balki screws up his face as if he is thinking very hard
Jennifer walks into the guys’ apartment
to find Balki and Larry in a questionable situation or position
Songs: "The Letter" - sung by
Balki as he’s sorting mail
"On the Road Again" - Balki
sings one line of this song as he’s trying to get Larry out the door
"These Boots Are Made for
Walking" - Balki also sings this as he’s moving Larry’s legs to get him
to walk out the door
Interesting facts:
- The Horn Blows at Midnight is the
name of a Jack Benny film which involved Benny playing an angel named Athaniel
with the task of blowing a trumpet to herald the end of Earth at midnight.
The
film was a box office bomb and consequently became a long-running joke on Jack
Benny’s radio show.
- When Balki says he has an
"enquiring mind" it’s a reference to commercials for the weekly
tabloid paper The Enquirer, which often ran predictions of psychics in their
publication.
- The reference to Sean Penn in this
episode was a rare bit of topical humor. Sean Penn went to jail for 32 days in
1987 for hitting an extra, but previous to that he was known for getting
physically violent with the paparazzi as well.
- The incidental music playing over Claire
Hayden’s predictions is the same music used for flashback sequences on other
episodes.
- Larry makes reference to his "lucky
pen" in this episode. He would refer to it again in other episodes, as well
as having other "lucky" objects.
- Balki was a bit psychic in this episode
himself when he uttered the phrase "Read my lips!" In this instance
the joke was that Balki was emphasizing his words with his lips when the person
on the other end couldn’t see him doing it, and the expression "Read my
lips," was certainly being used at that time. But the phrase would take on
greater significance in the coming years with George Bush Sr.’s now notorious
"Read my lips . . . no new taxes!" promise at the 1988 Republican
Convention.
- Larry’s reference to Anson William
winning an Oscar in 2025 is an in-joke for the producers of the show who also
worked on the hit series Happy Days which starred Anson Williams as
Potsie Webber. References to Happy Days would not be uncommon throughout
the series!
- Pioli’s Pizza, which can be seen on
the street level of their apartment complex, is mentioned again in this episode.
- Balki’s comment "a little dab’ll
do ya" is a reference to the classic advertising slogan for Brylcreem, a
men’s hair grooming gel.
- In the scene where the Cousins exit
their bedrooms to grab each other in the hallway director Joel Zwick uses an
unusual close up in which a fish-eye type lens is utilized for a more dramatic
and eerie look. This kind of effect was highly unusual for this series.
- When Larry suggests they call "the
time lady" he’s referring to the "Speaking Clock," a phone
service in which one can call and get the accurate time. In Northern California
the clock is reached by dialing POPCORN, but the prefix varies in different
areas. Since the voice of the speaking clock is a woman’s, it makes sense for
Larry to refer to her as "the time lady."
- The way Balki says the line "He’s
here!" is the same way the little girl in the horror film Poltergeist
said "They’re here!" while looking at the snowy television set.
This
was another reference near to the producers’ hearts, since actress Heather O’Rourke,
who played that girl, had also appeared on the series Happy Days. Sadly
young Heather would pass away only three months later from complications caused
by congenital intestinal stenosis (blockage of the intestines).
- Most people are likely familiar with the
theme to The Twilight Zone which is heard at the very end of this
episode. Rod Serling’s classic anthology series featured scary and unnerving
tales which usually revolved around some kind of supernatural or science fiction
theme and often ended with a twist to shock and surprise the viewers. The
unmistakable theme song is therefore associated with anything unusual, bizarre
or strangely disturbing.
Synopsis:
The episode begins with Balki singing the
Joe Cocker classic song "The Letter" as he’s sorting the mail.
The
elevator door opens and Larry and Harriette step out, in the middle of a
conversation. "I can’t believe a prestigious paper like the Chicago
Chronicle would run the predictions of some two-bit stargazer," Larry
complains. "Claire Hayden happens to be the world’s greatest
psychic," Harriette counters. Balki jumps into the argument, siding with
Harriette. "I read her predictions every day! I have an Enquiring mind, you
know."
Larry tells Balki that if he sticks around
he may get to meet her in person. "Get back, funky cat!" Balki gasps.
Harriette confirms that she’s with Mr. Burns and Larry explains that when they’re
finished he has to drive her to the airport. "Cousin, you are one lucky
dude!" Balki says, "You get to spend rush hour with a famous
prophet." "Balki, she’s as much of a prophet as I am," Larry
says sarcastically. "Get out of the city! You can tell the future?"
Balki asks. "Balki, I can’t tell the future and neither can she!"
Larry explains, "She just flies in once a year, makes some guesses about
the future and this paper pays her a ton of money for it."
"Well, if they’re just guesses they’re pretty good," Harriette comments, "She predicted Sean Penn would do time." "Well, anybody could have predicted that!" Larry scoffs, then adds, "I can’t wait to see the newspaper tomorrow . . . ‘This year Claire Hayden predicts the Earth will revolve around the sun’!" "No!" Balki cries in horror, "We’ll be burned to a crisp!" Larry looks to Harriette, who only says, "He’s your cousin!" before going back to her job. "Balki, the Earth revolves around the sun every year," Larry explains patiently. "Oh that’s right," Balki realizes, "I always get mixed up on that point. On Mypos they only teach science up through the Bronze Age."
The elevator door opens again and Mr.
Burns exits with psychic Claire Hayden. Mr. Burns calls to Larry to get a move
on or Ms. Hayden will miss her plane. As Larry heads for the parking garage Mr.
Burns takes him aside and adds quietly, "I’ll make this up to you,
Appleton. I couldn’t be with that woman another minute!" "I’ll get
her out of your hair, sir," Larry promises, and goes to get his car. Mr.
Burns puts on a cordial act and says, "Claire, if you only knew how much I
wanted to drive you to the airport but I have got to put this edition to
bed." "It was nice seeing you again, Harry," Ms. Hayden offers,
shaking his hand. "See you next year, Claire," Mr. Burns offers and
tries to walk away but she holds on to his hand and says, "Just a
moment," then rolls her eyes into her head and says mystically, "Yes .
. . you will." Mr. Burns beats a hasty retreat.
Balki approaches Claire Hayden with a pad
of paper and asks nicely, "Ms. Hayden? Excuse me, my name is Balki
Bartokomous, 
and I . . . I . . . . "
"You’d like my autograph,"
Ms. Hayden surmises. "Wwowww!" Balki says in awe, "You are
good!" Ms. Hayden laughs, saying, "No, that wasn’t a prediction.
A
lot of people ask for my autograph." She takes the pad from him then says,
"I’ll need a pen." Balki takes a pen from Larry’s desk and clicks
it open before handing it to her.
Balki starts to spell his name for her
when she stops, staring straight ahead into space. Balki leans over to look into
her face with concern. "I see a terrible storm!" she announces.
Balki
looks up worriedly, then holds his hand out as if checking to see if there’s
any rain he’s missing in the basement. "I see a man . . . " she
continues. Balki looks around for a man until she adds, "A small man . . .
" and then he looks around lower. "He’s eating a golden ring and
sitting on a sheep," she proclaims. "Would you like a glass of
water?" Balki asks, "A chair? An exorcist of some kind?"
"A
clock strikes midnight!" she continues, her breath becoming heavy in
fright, "There’s a knock at the door! Who is it?" "I don’t
know," Balki says meekly. "It’s Death!" she states in horror,
"Tonight Death will take this man away forever!"
Claire Hayden drops out of her trance and
continues as if nothing has happened. "That’s B-A-L-K-I?" she asks,
then hands Balki the autograph. "Those things you said . . . " Balki
begins in confusion. "Sometimes when I pick up something I get these
premonitions about the owners of the objects," she explains, then hands the
pen back to Balki, asking, "Is this your pen?" Balki takes the pen
slowly, in shock. "No . . . this pen belong to my Cousin Larry," he
answers. "Well, I hope I predicted good things," Ms. Hayden smiles,
"It was nice meeting you. I 
have to go now my car’s ready."
At that
moment Larry walks back into the basement to tell her the car’s ready but she
cuts him off, saying, "Yes, I know." She walks out but Larry stops,
spotting the pen in Balki’s hand. He takes it saying, "Oh . . . there’s
my lucky pen!" He exits, leaving Balki standing there, worried.
At the apartment that night Balki is on the phone, saying, "No thank you, I don’t want the super saver!" He keeps trying to talk but someone on the other end is interrupting, so finally Balki says firmly, "Read my lips! (He then says the following line moving his lips in an exaggerated manner, even though the person on the phone can’t see him) I want two plane tickets to a place where it doesn’t rain and there are no sheep!" There is a loud click on the other end a dial tone as the airline representative hangs up on him.
Balki hears Larry’s key in the front
door and he picks up a packed suitcase and his own pack, carrying them to the
door to meet his cousin as he enters. "What a nightmare!" Larry
groans, hanging up his coat on the door. He continues as Balki makes
preparations for them to leave without noticing him. "Bumper to bumper
traffic all the way to the airport. I am stuck in the car with one of the
Witches of Eastwick!" Balki sets their suitcases outside the door and puts
Larry’s jacket back on him. "Oh, by the way, she predicted Anson Williams
will win an Oscar in the year 2025," Larry adds.
Balki picks Larry up around the middle and
tries to run out the front door with him but Larry grabs the doorway and pushes
them both back, swinging the door shut as he does so. "Where am I
going?" Larry asks. "Cousin, great news! We won a free vacation!
The
only thing is in order to collect the prize we got to get out the door by
midnight!" Balki explains hurriedly as he opens the door again and tries to
carry Larry out once more. Larry again catches the doorway and pushes them back,
closing the door. "What free vacation?" Larry asks. "What free
vacation?" Balki asks, as he opens the door again, "Cousin, we’ve
got to hit the road, Zack! On the road again!" Balki tries to grab Larry
again, then reaches down and grabs Larry’s pants legs to make his legs
"walk" to the front door as he sings, "These boots were made for
walkin’ . . . . "
Larry grabs Balki and pulls him upright,
saying "Balki! I’m not going anywhere until you tell me what’s going
on." "Cousin, I’ve said everything there is to say!" Balki
tries to evade the issue. "Sit down!" Larry says sternly. "I
suppose we could take a couple of minutes to just catch up," Balki gives in
and they both sit on the couch as Balki says casually, "It’s been a long
time. So . . . how the heck are ya?" Larry is resolute. "Balki, I want
the truth. Are you in some kind of trouble? If you are, I’ll help you!"
"I don’t know how to tell you," Balki says sadly. "Just say
it!" Larry suggests. "Well, it’s bad news!" Balki explains,
echoing Larry’s inflection. "Well, you just say it!" Larry repeats.
"Well, it’s very bad news!" Balki insists.
"Balki, how bad can it be?"
Larry asks, talking until he relaxes Balki into speaking, "Whatever it is
we’ll deal with it together. Just say it . . . just come right out and say
it." "I found out you’re going to die," Balki says.
"My
gosh, that’s how you tell somebody? You just blurt it out?" Larry says
emotionally, getting up and moving toward the kitchen. "Cousin, you told me
to tell you!" Balki points out, standing up. "Well, you could have
used a little tact!" Larry says, "Let me tell you, finding out you’re
going to die it’s . . . it’s a bit of a shock. I’m so young! There’s so
many things I haven’t done . . . I’ve never had an apartment by myself . . .
. "
"How did you find out?" Larry
asks Balki, "Was it my physical two weeks ago? Did my doctor call?"
"No," Balki answers. "Then who?" "I don’t want to
tell you." "What do you mean you don’t want to tell me?" Larry
asks in frustration, "You told me I was going to die. This is the easy
part." "If I tell you, will you promise not to laugh at me and not to
talk down to me?" Balki asks. "Of course I promise! Why would I laugh?
I’m dying!" Larry answers. Balki walks over to Larry and takes his hand,
speaking gravely. "Cousin . . . Ms. Claire Hayden picked up your lucky pen
and she went into a trance and she said, and I quote, there will be a terrible
storm . . . and . . . and at the stroke of midnight you will sit on a sheep and
eat a golden ring and then . . . Mr. Death . . . Mr. Death will come and take
you away . . . forever."
Balki puts his head down on Larry’s hand and starts to cry. Slowly Larry begins to laugh, trying to keep quiet at first, but he’s letting some sound out and is shaking. Balki, with his head still down, thinks Larry is crying and encourages him to let it out. As Larry laughs harder Balki realizes it and looks up, making Larry laugh even louder until he’s bursting out laughing in Balki’s face. On Balki’s serious look Larry attempts to stifle himself. "You promised not to laugh," Balki says quietly. "I’m sorry, I know, I know," Larry says, composing himself momentarily, "I know you believe in this stuff, but really . . . Mr. Death? Who’s he look like, Jack Nicholson?"
Larry bursts out laughing again in Balki’s
face and Balki finally reaches over and shuts Larry’s mouth. "You
promised not to laugh and not to talk down to me and now you are doing
both," Balki points out. "All right, Balki, think about it."
Balki scrunches up his face into an expression of pained thought. "She said
there would be a terrible storm, right?" Larry asks, leading Balki to the
window and opening it, "Well, there is not a cloud in the sky! And the
weather report says nothing but sunshine for the next week. This lady’s
predictions are absurd!" There is a simultaneous flash of lightning and
crash of thunder and it begins to rain as a strong wind blows Balki and Larry so
they are leaning slightly backwards.
Act two begins with a driving rainstorm
shown over the apartment’s exterior. Balki and Larry are still in the same
position they 
were before the commercial break.
"There? You see? A
storm!" Balki says worriedly. Larry reaches over to shut the window and
they slowly stand back straight again. "Now do you believe the
predictions?" Balki asks. "Balki, a little lightning, a little
thunder, a little rain . . . it means nothing." Larry looks back out the
window and comments quietly, "Boy, that really came out of nowhere, didn’t
it?"
Balki grabs Larry by the shoulders to talk
to him face to face. "Cousin, now do you believe Mr. Death is coming to get
you?" "I do," Larry answers seriously, "I do. But if he’s
coming . . . I’d better change!" Larry walks away, joking, "Oh, what
do you think? Basic black? I’ll bet that’s his favorite color!
Oh, I wonder
if he’s bringing Mrs. 
Death!"
"Cousin, I wouldn’t joke if I were
you," Balki warns, "Mr. Death don’t have such a great sense of
humor!" "Balki, you’re right," Larry says, walking back toward
his bedroom, "We wouldn’t want the Angel of Death to show up in a bad
mood, now would we?"
As Larry passes by the front door there is
a knock. "He’s early!" Balki says with a look of terror.
"Early
. . . I like that in a Grim Reaper!" Larry says, going to open the door.
Balki yells "No, Cousin, no! No, no, no, no, no!" as he lunges toward
the door, which Larry pulls open. Balki runs right through the door, past
Jennifer and Mary Anne, who are standing outside, and into the door opposite
their apartment. The girls enter in a hurry. "We just got Balki’s message
on our answering machine!" Mary Anne cries. Jennifer hugs Larry and cries,
"Oh, Larry I can’t believe it!" "I didn’t even know you were
sick!" Mary Anne adds. "There’s so much we should have talked
about," Jennifer says 
sadly, and adds, "So much we should have
done." Seeing the expression on Jennifer’s face, Larry says, "Well,
we still have a little time."
Finally Larry admits, "Oh well, uh . . . no look . . . I’m not sick at all. And I’m definitely not dying." "Then what is this all about?" Jennifer asks. Balki comes back in the apartment, still shaking off his collision with the opposite door. "Jennifer . . . Mary Anne . . . would you please try to talk some sense into him? At the stroke of midnight Mr. Death is going to come for Cousin Larry right after he sits on a sheep and eats a golden ring." "What is this really all about?" Jennifer asks. "Balki met Claire Hayden at the paper and she made these crazy predictions about me," Larry explains. "Oh, is that all it is?" Jennifer asks.
"Is that all it is?" Balki cries
from the couch, "Mr. Death is coming for Cousin Larry and that’s what you
say? Is that all it is? Is that all it is?? Oh God, do I have a headache!"
Balki clutches his head, sighing, "What does it take to impress you
people?" He sits back down as Mary Anne goes to him, saying "I’m
impressed!" "Finally, a rational person," Balki sighs with
relief. "Look, there’s an easy way to prove that all of this is just
nonsense," Larry offers, closing the front door, "I’ll call Pioli’s,
we’ll order some pizza and we’ll wait ‘til midnight. If Mr. Death shows
up, I’ll admit I’m wrong!"
Later that evening the storm is still
raging as Larry and Jennifer are sitting at the dining room table playing cards.
Balki and Mary Anne are standing in the kitchen and Balki is stirring something
in a bowl with some greens. He asks Mary Anne what time it is. 
"Five
minutes ‘til midnight," Mary Anne reports, looking at her watch. Balki
starts to stir the contents of the bowl even faster. "What’s the name of the game?"
Larry asks, setting down his cards, "Gin! I am unbeatable! I should be
doomed every night!" Balki takes the greens out of the bowl and flicks them
at Larry, spraying him with the liquid in the bowl. "What is that?"
Larry asks. "Myposian death repellent," Balki explains, flicking more
onto Larry, then adding, "A little dab’ll do ya!" Larry gets up from
the table, complaining, "It smells terrible!" "Well, Cousin, that’s
how we think it works," Balki explains, walking over to him, "It makes
you smell so bad . . . " He stops, reacting to the smell himself, " .
. . that Mr. Death don’t want to get near you." "It’s working on
me!" Jennifer states, getting up and moving away from Larry.
"Death repellent?" Larry asks,
"I can’t believe grown people buy into such hocus pocus!" "Cousin, we’re running out of time!" Balki points out, "If we
don’t do something soon Mr. Death is going to come in here and kick your
bucket!" Larry defiantly walks to
the window and yells out, "Hey, here
I am Mr. Death! 
Come and get me!" A crash of lightning and thunder scare
Larry away from the window again. Balki starts to place the soaked greens with
death repellent on Larry’s head but Larry swipes them away, telling Balki to
get away from him with that stuff.
"Look, it’s almost midnight," Larry sighs, "I think I can get through the next . . . " "Four minutes," Mary Anne reports. " . . . four minutes without sitting on a sheep and eating a golden ring." "Maybe Larry’s right," Jennifer adds, "Now why don’t we have some coffee and something to eat and try to relax." Another crash of thunder and lightning makes Jennifer scream. "Sorry, Larry," she offers, "Let’s have something to eat, we’ll have coffee . . . . " "Why don’t we just try to remain calm?" Larry suggests coolly.
Jennifer walks into the kitchen as Larry
continues. "All right, now it’s just . . . " "Three
minutes," Mary Anne reports. " . . . three 
minutes ‘til midnight.
Let’s just sit down and not get crazy! I mean, come on people! You look like
you’re going to somebody’s funeral! Oops! I said the ‘F’ word!"
Balki and Mary Anne sit on the couch and Larry follows, sitting down on the end
nearest the kitchen. As he sits down he makes an uncomfortable face and reaches
behind him to pull Dimitri out from behind a throw pillow.
Balki screams when he eyes the stuffed sheep, crying, "You sat on a sheep! Mr. Death is probably on the stairs by now!" "It’s not a sheep, it’s a toy!" Larry argues, turning to Jennifer who has come out of the kitchen, "This doesn’t count, does it?" "I don’t know," Jennifer says, "Balki, did she say it had to be a real sheep?" Balki grabs Larry and starts shaking him in frustration. "Why did you have to sit on Dimitri? Why didn’t you get out of town while you had the chance??" "All right, Balki, Balki!" Larry cries, "You’re going to kill me before Mr. Death gets here!"
Balki stops shaking Larry and composes
himself. "So I sat on a sheep," Larry says, "One of Claire Hayden’s
predictions came 
true."
A lightning flash and thunder crash makes Larry amend
this by saying, "All right, two." Larry absent-mindedly takes a plain
donut from the box Jennifer has brought out and takes a bite. Balki sees this
and lets out another scream. "You ate a golden ring!" Larry eyes the
donut and then immediately spits out what’s in his mouth. Larry starts choking
and they pat him on the back until he insists he’s all right, at which time
Balki starts shaking him again. "Why did you eat a golden ring?
Now three
of the predictions have come true!" "Ten seconds ‘til
midnight!" Mary Anne announces. "It’s not a golden ring, it’s a
donut!" Larry insists. "What color donut?" Balki asks.
"Five
seconds!" Mary Anne cries. "A golden donut!" Larry cries,
throwing it away from himself.
Mary Anne counts down the seconds to
midnight as they huddle together in fear. As she gets to "one" the
lights go out and they all scream. Seconds later the lights come back on and
they are all still standing, huddled together and screaming. "Wait!"
Balki finally yells, halting their screaming, "It’s after midnight."
He looks at Larry and asks, "Are . . . are you dead?" Larry thinks a
moment then answers, "No. No, I’m alive! I’m alive!"
They all
laugh and smile in relief, then try to act casual. "Boy, nothing like a
little terror to get your heart started," Mary Anne comments.
"I’m really glad you’re all
right, Larry," Jennifer offers. He moves to hug her but she stops him,
sniffing the death repellent in disgust and says, "I’ll see you
tomorrow." "Good night, Balki," Mary Anne smiles, "I had a
wonderful evening. Except for the screaming part." The girls leave and
Larry and Balki sit down on the couch again. "Boy," Balki begins,
"I just can’t believe you’re not dead." "You know, Balki, it’s
coincidences like those that happened here tonight that cause primitive cultures
to believe superstitions," Larry states.
"Well, what do you say we get some sleep?" Larry asks as they get up and head to their bedrooms, "We gotta get up early tomorrow and . . . " He checks his watch. " . . . it’s almost midnight." They walk into their bedrooms but seconds later both rush back out, grabbing each other. "Did you say almost midnight?" Balki asks. "Mary Anne’s watch must have been fast," Larry notes, then suggests, "Let’s call the time lady!" There is a knock at the door and they freeze. "He’s here!" Balki says nervously.
"Wait, wait, wait!" Larry
stammers, "Why didn’t I think of this before? We just won’t answer the
door! Mr. Death will think there’s no one home and he’ll go away!"
"Cousin, it’s Mr. Death, not the Avon lady," Balki points out.
The
knocking at the door continues 
and Larry stands, cowering in fear.
"All
right," Balki announces, "I know what I must do. I’ll go to the door
myself. Mr. Death will take me. I’ll tell him I’m Larry Appleton."
As
Balki moves to the door Larry lunges at him, grabbing him around the middle to
stop him. "No! No! There’s no Larry Appleton here!" he yells through
the door, "You’ve got the wrong address!"
Larry pulls Balki away from the door as
Balki struggles, trying to get back. They wrestle, finally falling over onto the
couch where they struggle with one another, ending up in a twisted knot. The
door opens and Jennifer steps inside, finding Larry and Balki intertwined on the
couch. "Hi!" they offer in embarrassment. Jennifer stand over them,
smiling awkwardly. "I forgot my purse," she explains, picking it up
from the coffee table. She looks down at them in their 
bizarre position and
asks, "Are you sure you guys are all right?" Larry assures her they’ve
never been better and she says goodbye and leaves.
"It wasn’t Mr. Death," Larry
comments. "No, no," Balki agress, "It was Jennifer." "Yes, yes it was," Larry sighs, then after a moment adds, "Mr.
Death would have been less humiliating." "Far, far less
humiliating," Balki agrees. They manage to untangle themselves and sit
quietly for a moment. "You were really serious about taking my place,"
Larry notes. "Well, it was only Jennifer, it didn’t matter," Balki
observes. "But you didn’t know that," Larry comments, "You
thought it was Mr. Death. You would’ve really taken my place, even though I
made fun of you." "Yes, you did do that," Balki agrees.
"Even though I talked down to you." "Well, you always do
that." "Even though I
laughed in your face."
"Now that
hurt," Balki admits.
"I guess I don’t say this often enough, but I’m glad you’re my cousin," Larry offers. Balki smiles, saying, "Well, Cousin . . . I’m glad you’re my cousin, too." "Well, I don’t think I’m going to be able to sleep tonight," Larry realizes. "Me, neither," Balki agrees. "Well, let’s watch some TV and maybe we’ll get sleep," Larry suggests. He switches on the television with the remote and immediately they hear the theme to The Twilight Zone. Larry almost immediately turns off the television, announcing, "Well, that’s enough for me!"
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