And Baby Makes Three/Transcript

Oliver and Company: The Series

And Baby Makes Three

Act I

(Interior of the Foxworth house. Jenny is sitting in the living room, with her friends, a blond girl, Alex, and a an African-American girl, Megan. They are playing with Sancho.)

Megan: Your parrot's really fun, Jenny! Does he say anything?

Jenny: I don't know, let's see. (To Sancho) Sancho, say hello to Megan.

(Nothing happens. Then, she gets a response)

Sancho: (squawks) Hello, Megan. (squawks)

(They laugh. Mrs. Foxworth, Jenny's mother, enters. She has sandy-blond hair, and dressed in floral print. Her stomach is swollen, clearly showing she is pregnant.)

Mrs. Foxworth: What's going on here? (smiles)

Jenny: I was just showing Sancho to my friends.

Mrs' Foxworth: That's lovely, Jenny.

(They notice her swollen belly. Mrs. Foxworth sits down, straining.)

Alex: When's the baby due, Mrs. Foxworth?

Mrs. Foxworth: Any day now.

(From upstairs, Oliver is watching the whole spectacle.)

Oliver: I can't believe Jenny's gonna be a big sister.

(The next day, Fagin is talking to Mr. and Mrs. Foxworth. Mr. Foxworth has graying hair, and is sporting a sky-blue shirt, brown trousers and socks. Dodger and Oliver are nearby listening in with the rest of the gang.)

Fagin: I'm really happy for you. Mrs. Foxworth.

Mrs. Foxworth: Please, you can call me Laura.

Fagin: Alright, Laura...why didn't you tell me?

Mrs. Foxworth: We wanted to keep it a surprise.

Fagin: Are you having a boy or a girl?

(Mr. and Mrs. Foxworth look at each other.)

Mrs. Foxworth: A boy.

Fagin: Lovely!

Mr. Foxworth: And we've got the best doctor in New York City. Dr. Anwar Sethi. He studied medicine at the University of Mumbai and at Cornell University.

(Flashback. Mrs. Foxworth is lying on a hospital bed in a gown, with Mr. Foxworth sitting at her bedside. Dr. Sethi is examining her stomach. He is a tall, thin Indian man in a white doctor's jacket and turban, with a thick, black and grey beard and mustache.)

Mrs. Foxworth: So, what is it, Dr. Sethi?

Dr. Sethi: (in thick Indian accent) Mrs. Foxworth, I've done the scan and you are having....(pause)...a boy!

Mr. Foxworth: That's incredible, Dr. Sethi! Jenny's gonna love having a baby brother.

Dr. Sethi: I wish you the best. (shakes Mr. Foxworth's hand)

(Flashback ends. As Fagin continues talking, Dodger turns to Oliver.)

Dodger: So, Ollie, how are you gonna cope with having a baby in the house?

Oliver: I don't know..it could be really nice.

(Sancho and Shadow approach.)

Shadow: Nice? Are you jokin' me?

Sancho: Ollie, sorry to ruin the fantasy, but you're gonna experience...(imitates baby crying)...crying, sick and poop. Not bueno!

(Oliver glares at Sancho.)

Oliver: Don't be a spoilsport, Sancho.

Rita: Yeah, it could be fun.

Fagin: So, Mrs. Foxworth? Do you need any practice?

Mrs. Foxworth: We've read books, researched on the internet. I think we've got this covered. We might need a tiny last bit of practice though.

Mr. Foxworth: (whistles) Dodger, come here boy.

(Dodger approaches, looking slightly perplexed.)

Fagin: Sorry, boy, but we're gonna need you for practice.

(Fagin lifts Dodger onto the table. He suddenly gets a horrified look on his face, and starts struggling. Fagin hands Mr. Foxworth a diaper.)

Mr. Foxworth: Come on, Dodger, stop being ridiculous.

(He slips the diaper between Dodger's legs, and fiddles with the straps. All the while, the gang look on in curiosity, as Dodger struggles and protests; Georgette has entered the room to see the commotion.)

Georgette: Oh my...

(Fagin places Dodger on the floor; he looks positively disgusted. We can see he is wearing the diaper, and Oliver, Rita and the gang, struggle to contain their laughter.)

Oliver: Dodge...I'm not...(snickers)

Rita: It's just...the...I'm sorry...(giggles)

Sancho: Dodger, mi amigo, this is priceless! (guffaws uproariously)

Dodger: Bird, if you tell a soul about this, I'll make the rest of your life as miserable as possible.

Georgette: That'll be hard; parrots can live for fifty years, so he'll always have the last laugh, baby Dodger!

(She snickers. Dodger looks mortified.)

Rita: (patronizing voice) Awww, baby need his bottle and blankie?

(The gang continue laughing.)

Rita: Oliver, say hello to your baby brother! (laughs)

(Dodger stares into the camera, embarrassed. Cut to commercial break.)

Act II

(The houseboat, later that evening. Dodger is watching a football game; the rest of the gang sit in the background, gossiping among themselves. Dodger hops off his chair, and approaches.)

Dodger: Well, spit it out. What's so funny?

(Tito and Francis look at Dodger.)

Francis: Nothing...

Tito: Yeah, nothing...little baby!

(They both snigger. Dodger sighs in embarrassment, and storms off.)

Tito: What's wrong? Baby need diaper change?

Francis: Are you done throwing your toys out of the pram?

(Rita glares at them.)

Rita: Alright, guys. Give it a rest.