Cindy Begel & Lisa Kite
January 7, 1982
Henderson Production Company, Miller-Milkis Productions, Paramount Television
ABC (television), Paramount Home Video (DVD)
Mork and Mindy agree that if Mearth shapes up and keeps his room clean, he may have friends sleep over, never realizing that it will be his voluptuous classmate, Zelka, from Ork. No sooner has suddenly angelic Mearth surprised them by giving them breakfast in bed, than playmates Ovits and Zelka beam in from Ork for a wild afternoon of play. After Ovits leaves, Mork tries to assure Mindy that Mearth and Zelka, playing in the attic, are innocent toddlers. Then Mearth comes downstairs to ask for a stethoscope for upstairs games. Determined to keep an eye on the two kids every minute, Mork and Mindy pitch a tent in the living room beside a campfire and the four have a pajama party. They are interrupted by Mr. Bickley, their neighbor, who arrives with a fire extinguisher to join what he thinks is a swinging adult party.
Hi, I'm home!
He's your son! You go up there and talk to him!
[screaming upstairs] You're gonna get it now, your mother's home! Don't make a face like that, it might freeze that way. And take that out of your mouth, you don't know where it's been!
Mork, whatever happened to "Hi little pooter, big kiss"?
Oh, sure, think of yourself, think of yourself! No one ever thinks about the poor little housemaker, except for Richard Simmons! [Richard Simmons] 'Thighs, thighs, go away! Send them all to Doris Day!'
Mr. Smarty Pants, you have an answer for everything, dontcha! Hm? Ha-ha! Well, how about this one? If the speed of light is 186,000 miles per second, and the speed of a slug is one inch an hour, how long has Robert Conrad had that battery on his shoulder?
What are you talking about? This is no time for brain teasers, Mork. Go over there and reason with your son.
I remember that, don't worry. I've seen Ordinary People twice... saw Popeye once.
Come on now, son, you'll be the Great White Hunter. Well, if not the Great White Hunter, the Reasonable White Hunter. And I'll be... I'll be your faithful gun bearer Beeba. Quickly! I will cut a path through the jungle for you! [he starts with a machete, then proceeds to a chainsaw]
[British accent] Ah, you've done a magnificent job! What is it, what is, I'm sorry, I can't... your name again?
Beebosay! Yes... you changed in Nairobi.