Transcripts - Forever Dreaming

-Hey mom!

Did you call me for something?

-No, dear.

-Hey dad!

Did you call me for something?

-No, I didn't.

-I told Mr. Wilson

nobody was calling me!

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- to the right.

Ah-hah.

left.

to the right.

There.

-Hello dear.

-Oh, hello Martha.

-I see you're still playing

with your new wall safe.

-Well, now Martha, not

only is that safe something

that I've wanted for years,

but as the advertisement said,

"A successful business

executive should never

be without a protected place in

which to keep his valuables."

-And what valuables

have you put in so far?

-Now, let's see.

Oh.

Here's the deed to the

property that Mitchell and I

are selling to Mr. Merryvale.

My insurance papers.

And Fremont's dog

license is in there.

Here are the tickets

to the lodge raffle.

Oh yes.

And here's my good conduct

medal from the office manager's

convention.

-I don't see how we've

managed without a wall safe

all this time.

-Yes.

Well, now to memorize

the combination

and destroy this

little strip of paper.

-Don't think you ought to

keep the paper just in case?

-Now, Martha, have

you ever known

me to forget anything

really important?

-Well, you keep forgetting

to cancel the newspapers

every time we leave town.

-Ah, let me see here.

, , .

, , .

-Hi, Mr.-- Are you

praying, Mr. Wilson?

-Oh, good heavens, Dennis.

Can't you knock?

-Your door was open.

-Well, you should have

closed it and then knocked.

-I came over to see if

you'd blow up our football.

-Mmm, oh all right.

-Will you play football

with us, Mr. Wilson?

We'll let you play center!

-No, I will not play

football with you.

-Jeepers, Mr. Wilson.

It's only touch football.

We won't hurt ya.

Boy, look at that

big hole in the wall.

-That isn't a hole

in the wall, Dennis.

That's a wall safe.

-What's a wall safe, Mr. Wilson?

-Well, it's used to

keep valuables in.

-Boy, that must be the biggest

piggy bank in the whole world!

-Here.

Here.

Take your dirty old pig

skin and leave me in peace.

, , .

, , .

-Hey, Mr. Wilson.

Can I keep something valuable

in your new wall safe?

-Now, Dennis, what would

you have that's valuable?

Your bronze baby shoes?

-Oh, hi Mrs. Wilson!

-Hello dear.

George, what harm

would it do to let

him keep some little

thing in your safe?

-Martha, I had that safe

especially installed

for-- Oh, all right, Dennis.

You can keep something

of yours in my safe,

but only on certain conditions.

-Oh, boy!

Sure!

Anything, Mr. Wilson!

-One, that it doesn't

take up too much space.

Two, that it is not alive.

-Thanks, Mr. Wilson.

You're the best friend

any kid ever had.

-Well!

I won't be needing this anymore.

Yes, sir.

Martha, just think.

As this slip of

paper turns to ashes,

I become the only

person living or dead

who knows the combination

to that wall safe.

- , , , hike!

[crash]

ALICE (OFFSCREEN): Oh darn!

-Quiet please!

There's an artist

at work out here!

-Oh.

I'm all thumbs today.

-That's the nicest

pair of thumbs

I've seen in many a year.

-Flatterer.

Henry, what happens if

Mr. Merryvale suddenly

changes his mind about

buying the property tomorrow?

-Well, we'll all go back

to eating bread and water.

-Oh, you.

I still don't see

why Mr. Merryvale is

willing to pay

$ , for land you

and Mr. Wilson only paid $ ,

for less than a year ago.

-I guess he figures

it's the best

place he could find for

his new outdoor nursery.

Now you stop worrying.

-Oh, I'm not worried.

I'm just excited.

Ah, think of all

the things we can

do with our share of the money.

There's our old washing

machine to trade in.

And the sofa needs upholstering.

And you know we really ought to

remodel the upstairs bathroom.

-Hold it.

Hold it.

We just went bankrupt.

-Hi mom!

Hi dad!

Guess what?

-Watch it!

You just got drafted by

the Green Bay Packers.

-Heck, no.

Mr. Wilson's gonna let me keep

something in his new wall safe.

-[gasp] My goodness!

-It can't be anything

alive, though.

Mr. Wilson made me promise.

-Well, that sure

limits his selection.

-All right, now dad?

-OK, but keep it right

here in the corner.

-Oh boy!

-D. M. Can I put my

thumb print in too?

-Be my guest.

TOMMY (OFFSCREEN): Dennis!

-Coming Tommy!

, , , hike!

Jeepers, I'm getting better

at that new play all the time!

-D.M. Odd, isn't

it how little boys

can't resist putting their

initials into wet cement.

-What were you saying

about little boys, dear?

-Hey, Mr. Wilson.

Remember saying I could

put something in your safe?

-I remember, Dennis.

-Here, Mr. Wilson.

-What are these, mash

notes from Margaret?

-Gads, no.

They're my baseball cards.

I've got to keep them someplace

safe until next season.

-Now, Dennis, I'm sure Mr. Wil--

-Alice, George promised.

-Oh.

Besides, there's plenty of

room here for a few cards.

-And here are a few more.

-Hmm.

-And these are the ones

from the American League.

Are you real sure that's a

real safe safe, Mr. Wilson?

-I wouldn't worry, Dennis.

-Is the deed for the property

in there too, Mr. Wilson?

-Oh, yes, Alice.

Right here on top,

ready to be handed over

to that old skin

flint Merryvale.

[phone ringing]

-I'll get it!

-Oh!

Now, Dennis.

-It's all right.

Go ahead, dear.

-Hello?

Oh, hi Mr. Merryvale!

It's Mr. Merryvale!

-I knew it!

He's backing out!

-He's probably found a

cheaper piece of property.

-How are you, Mr. Merryvale?

-Terrible.

The land's too small,

the price is too high,

and my lumbago's k*lling me.

-Now, see here, Merryvale.

You will never find another

piece of land at that price

and you know it!

-You just make sure you have

that deed ready at :

tomorrow morning.

-(ANGRILY) And another thing.

If you think you're the only

one interested in that--

What did you say?

-I'll be there at : .

And you have that

overpriced deed

of yours ready to hand over.

-Yes, sir.

Well!

I guess I told him!

-What did he want, dear?

-Oh, he was simply

confirming our meeting

at : tomorrow

morning, at which time

we'll complete the transaction.

-Oh.

I'm a nervous wreck!

-Now, Alice, we told you ladies

Merryvale wouldn't back out.

-Sure, we did.

Come on, honey,

take me home so I

can have my nervous

breakdown in private.

-Well, it was pleasant.

-Mr. Wilson?

-Huh?

-Are you real sure my baseball

cards will be safe in there?

-Dennis.

Not only is that the

best wall safe made,

but I happen to be the only

one who knows the combination.

Not even the manufacturer

has a record of it.

-I sure hope it's a good one.

I must have chewed a ton of

bubblegum to get those cards.

-I'll tell you what.

If it'll put your

mind at ease, suppose

you try opening the safe

yourself before you go home.

-Oh boy!

Can I?

-I'll even give

you a little hint.

Now, you, uh, turn the dial

to the right to a number.

Then left to a number.

And then right again

to another number.

-I think I'll try one

of my football signals.

-You can try anything

you like, because you'll

be there quite a while, Dennis.

Now, when Merryvale gets

over here on that deal,

Mitchell, don't

you give an inch.

-We stand firm on our price.

-Which he agreed to.

Then we'll put our profits

into another piece of property

and make a real k*lling!

-I did it!

I did it!

-Great Scott, Martha!

He's opened my safe!

-Oh, don't feel bad, Mr. Wilson.

Mom says there's

nothing I can't get

my hands into if I really try!

- , , , hike!

-No touchdown!

-Come on!

[children yelling]

TOMMY (OFFSCREEN): Fine.

They won't get a

touchdown this time!

-What are you doing, dear?

-Oh.

I'm just making sure that

this deed's in perfect order.

Merryvale will be here in a

little over an hour, you know.

[children cheering]

-There's Dennis

playing football.

-Oh, Martha, don't

even mention that name.

If it weren't for

Dennis, this would

be one of the happiest

days of my life.

-Oh, now, dear, don't get

all upset over nothing.

-Nothing?

Martha, I buy the best

fireproof, burglar-proof wall

safe made, a safe that master

criminals of the underworld

aren't supposed to

be able to get into.

And what happens?

Along comes Dennis and opens

it up like a cookie jar.

Great Scott!

-What is it, dear.

-Martha, that

insidious little boy

has discovered some

way of reading my mind!

-Now, really, George.

-Well, he has.

No wonder I've been

having headaches lately.

-Hi Mrs. Wilson!

Hi Mr. Wilson!

-Hello, dear.

-Oh, what is it, Dennis?

-Can I try opening your

safe again, Mr. Wilson?

-Dennis, you promised!

-Jeepers, Mr. Wilson.

I'm not going to

show anyone how.

I just want to see

if I can still do it.

-I have no intention

of letting you

open my safe in front of

half the neighborhood.

-Golly, you mean he

really did open your safe?

-I told ya I did!

-Wow-wee!

-All right.

If you boys don't mind,

visiting hours are over.

-Don't you worry, Mr. Wilson.

You secret is safe with me.

-Oh, Dennis.

-It wouldn't surprise

me if Dennis has already

forgotten the right numbers.

Now you just relax and

think of all the nice things

that we're going to

do with the money you

get from Mr. Merryvale.

-Sometimes I wonder

why you put up

with an old worrywart like me.

-Because you're my

worrywart, dear.

- , , , hike!

-Nice catch.

Let's go.

-OK?

-We'll get them next time.

DENNIS (OFFSCREEN):

, , , hike!

[inaudible] this way!

[children cheering]

-Great Scott!

He's still using the

numbers to my safe.

DENNIS (OFFSCREEN):

, , , hike!

-Well, it won't be long now.

-My, aren't we dressed up.

-Well, I thought Mr. Wilson and

I might drop down to the bank

after Mr. Merryvale

gave us the check.

-You sure you're planning to

take your share of the loot

and run off with another woman.

[door bell]

-Saved by the bell.

-Oh, hi Mr. Wilson.

-Mitchell, you have

got to do something.

-About what?

-Dennis.

He's out there blabbing

the combination of my safe

all over the neighborhood!

-What?

-Let's go now!

-Come on, let's get this Tommy!

- , , , hike!

-See there, Mitchell,

he just did it again.

-But they're only

children, Mr. Wilson.

Besides, they don't even know

what the numbers stand for.

-But Alice, you

know how children

Dennis's age are

about keeping secrets.

As long as Dennis

remembers the combination,

there's no telling

whose hands it

might accidentally fall in to.

- , , , hike!

-Dennis!

Dennis, come here a minute.

-Yes, dad?

-Son, the numbers you're

using in that football pair

are the ones that opened

Mr. Wilson's safe.

-Jeepers, they are?

, , , hike?

They make a good

football play, too!

-Son, perhaps we better go

inside and try and figure out

some way to get you to

forget those numbers.

Come on.

-Dennis!

Where you going?

-I'll be right out, Tommy.

I gotta go inside and

forget about something.

-Dennis, try repeating

all the important dates

you can think of.

-Well, , ,

, , July .

-July ?

-That's the day school closes!

-Mitchell, what if he were

to try counting backwards.

-Oh, that's easy.

, , , , , ,

, , , blastoff!

-All right.

Well, now, can you still

remember Mr. Wilson's numbers?

-Sure!

, , , hike!

-You men aren't forgetting

about your meeting.

-Oh, we've still

got a half an hour

before Merryvale's due, honey.

There's got to be some way to

make him forget those numbers.

-We could try dropping

him on his head.

-Dennis, those football

plays of yours,

do you always use

the same signals

with the-- with the

same plays each time?

-Sometimes you make up new ones.

-I see.

All right.

We'll run through

some new plays and you

can make up the

signals as we go along.

-Oh boy!

Let's go!

-I'll be the center.

-But Mitchell, I

fail to see what--

-Mr. Wilson, bear with me.

You can be the end.

-The end?

-Jeepers, Mr. Wilson,

you'd make a swell end.

Nobody'd ever be able

to get around you!

-Well, I suppose I'm lucky I

don't have to be the football!

- , , , hike!

You fumbled!

-Well, so sue me.

-Now let's do a play with

a great big long signal.

-You mean something like

the left spin right fake

pass off play?

-That's exactly the

one I had in mind!

-OK, let's go.

, , , , , ,

, , , , , hike!

Here, Mr. Wilson!

Jeepers, are you all

right, Mr. Wilson?

-How can anything that's

mostly air be so hard!

-OK.

Do you still remember the

numbers of that new play

you were using outside?

- , , , hike?

-Now, what's the combination

of Mr. Wilson's safe?

-Oh, that's easy.

It's-- It's-- I forgot!

-Mitchell, he forgot!

-I sure am smart,

huh, Mr. Wilson!

-Dennis, you're

practically a genius.

Now hurry up, Mitchell,

as fast as you can!

-All right, Mr. Wilson.

I'll be over in a few minutes.

-Ah!

We did it!

Martha!

-Yes, dear?

-Oh, it's turning out to

be a perfect day after all.

Mitchell and I got

Dennis so confused,

he completely

forgot the numbers.

-How did you do it?

-Oh, it was simple!

Mitchell made Dennis call a

whole new string of football

numbers, like ,

, , , .

Very simple.

Well, now all I have to do

is get ready for Merryvale.

Get the deed out of the safe--

-Oh, great Scott!

-What is it, dear?

-Dennis!

He's made me forget

my old combination!

I've got it.

, , -- Oh, fiddle-faddle.

No, that's not it.

-How are you doing, dear?

-It's just awful, Martha.

All I can remember are

Dennis's football plays.

-Jeepers, Mr. Wilson.

We just gotta open that safe.

Tommy wants to

make an off-season

trade in baseball cards with me.

-Dennis, if we ever

do get that safe open,

you can take your

baseball cards and--

-Now, George.

-Think hard, Dennis.

Don't any numbers

come to mind at all?

-I remember , all right.

- ?

-That's how many of

my baseball cards

are stuck in Mr. Wilson's safe.

-It's five minutes of : .

-There's only one thing

to do, Mr. Wilson.

Call Merryvale and see if we

can postpone the appointment.

-Oh, I suppose you're

right, Mitchell.

[sigh]

[phone ringing]

-Merryvale Nursery.

-Oh, good morning,

Mr. Merryvale.

Wilson here.

-Ah, keep your

shirt on Mr. Wilson.

I'm just going out the door.

-Oh, well, that's

just exactly what

I'm calling about Mr. Merryvale.

You see, the deed

is locked in my safe

and I seem to have temporarily

forgotten the combination.

-Oh, no you don't, Wilson.

Don't you try to

stall me while you're

waiting for a better deal.

-Mr. Merryvale!

-I'll be by in five minutes.

Either you have that deed

or forgot the whole thing!

-He's on his way

over, and unless we

have the deed he's

canceling the deal.

-Maybe we should call Opie.

-Oh, Martha, if the safe

people can't help us,

what good could a handyman do?

-Jeepers, if we only knew how

to get hold of the Spiderman,

I bet you he would help us.

-The Spiderman?

-I believe he's on television.

-You never saw the

Spiderman Mr. Wilson?

He climbs up the side of

buildings into windows,

and he hypnotizes people

so they can tell him things

that he wants to know.

-All right, Dennis.

We haven't got

any time for this.

-No, wait a minute, Mitchell.

That's it!

That's it!

Martha, you remember those

books I read on hypnotism?

-I remember you tried

to hypnotize Fremont,

and he almost bit you.

-What does hypnotism

got to do with it?

-Don't you see, Mitchell?

All we have to do

is hypnotize Dennis

and have him tell

us the combination!

-Boy, I gotta tell

the kids about this!

-Dennis, come back here!

-This can't be harmful,

can it, Mr. Wilson?

-Alice, you haven't a

thing to worry about.

Martha, where is that lucky coin

of mine, the one with the chain

on.

-George, I wish you wouldn't.

-Now, Martha, Martha.

Just leave this to me.

It's in the desk.

-Ah, here we are.

Now, Dennis-- Dennis, I

want you to sit right here.

-Ah, Mr. Wilson, you're

sure this is perfectly safe.

-Now, Mitchell, I have read

many books on the subject

and watched it done many times.

-Now, Dennis, I want

you to watch the coin

as it goes back and forth,

back and forth, back and forth.

A child-like brain like Dennis

should go under in seconds.

Back and forth, back and forth.

You're getting more

and more relaxed,

as the coin goes back and forth.

Back and forth.

Back and forth.

You're getting more

and more relaxed,

as the coin goes back and forth,

back and forth, back and forth,

back and forth, back and forth,

back and forth, back and forth.

-Mr. Wilson?

-George.

-Jeepers, Mr. Wilson, he has a

silly expression on his face.

-Mr. Wilson, can you hear me?

-I hear you, Mitchell.

-Mr. Wilson, give me the

combination to your safe.

-It's my safe.

-I know it's your

safe, Mr. Wilson.

Just give me the combination

so we can open it.

-If you want to open

something, buy your own safe.

-George Wilson, you tell us that

combination this very minute.

-You sure told him, Mrs. Wilson!

-Yes, Martha.

, , .

-Boy, that sure sounds like

my football play, all right!

-Well, we'll soon find out.

,

[doobell ring]

- --

-Henry, hurry!

-He's here!

- .

Ah!

-Oh!

Thank goodness!

-Are my baseball

cards still there?

-Oh, Dennis, please.

[doorbell ring]

-Good morning, Mr. Merryvale.

-Well, Mr. Mitchell,

is it yes or no?

Hmm.

Well, that seems to

be in proper order.

-And so does this.

-Won't you come in and have

some coffee, Mr. Merryvale?

-No, thank you, Mrs. Wilson.

I'm on an emergency call,

rushing a load of bug spray

to a hysterical gardener.

-Oh, boy!

-$ , !

-Boy, what a bag of jelly

beans we can buy with that!

-Now we can buy that deed

of property, Mr. Wilson!

Wilson?

-The poor dear.

We forgot to wake him up!

George!

-Huh?

Oh, hello Martha.

Why, my goodness.

I must have dozed off!

-Jeepers, Mr. Wilson.

You must have a child-like brain

that's even better than mine!

-What are you talking about?

-You hypnotized

yourself, dear, and told

us the combination to the safe.

-Oh, now Martha,

don't be ridiculous!

-Well, here's the

check to prove it.

Merryvale's been here and gone.

-Why I can't believe it!

-You were swinging your good

luck coin back and forth

like this.

Back and forth like this.

Then all of a sudden-- Uh-oh.

He's gone all silly

looking again!

-I think he's really

under this time.

-Mr. Wilson?

Are you all right?

-Let me try, dear.

George, I think I'll

buy a new fur coat.

-What did you say, Martha?

-Jeepers, Mrs. Wilson.

That sure woke him up all right.

-Dear, Mr. Wilson's been

reacting the same way

to that line for

the last years.

-Now Martha, really.

-But this time, I think I

may finally get that coat.

-Oh, no you're not!

Great Scott!

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