Happy Days1974

Arthur 'Fonzie' Fonzarelli:
[enters through kitchen] Hey Richie! I got 'em! Two first-class tickets to Tinseltown!

Richie Cunningham:
First class? Oh, Fonz... I can't afford First Class.

Arthur 'Fonzie' Fonzarelli:
Of course you can... I got 'em from Yolanda down at the travel agency. One more date and you're going to Europe! [awkward silence] Well, I guess this is it, huh?

Richie Cunningham:
Yeah. Fonz, listen... um, I'm a writer... or at least I hope so. [pulling envelope from his jacket] Yet sometimes it's a little easier to express myself with words. I wrote this to you this morning. Because I knew when we were face to face like this, that I... well, I might not be able to find the words. How do you thank somebody who's been everything to you? [Fonzie nods] Your brother, your protector. You delivered my own child. I just don't know how I can ever say that.

Arthur 'Fonzie' Fonzarelli:
[shrugs] I think you just did. [Richie goes to put the letter back in his pocket, but Fonzie takes it from him... he whispers as his voice breaks] I just wanna tell ya... that I love you. Very much. [walks out]