03x09 - Mr. Wilson's Inheritance
Posted: 11/12/23 05:53
[music]
-Hi, Mom.
-Hello, dear.
-Boy, what 'til you
hear about Chris.
-What about Chris, Dennis?
-His just had parakeets.
-How marvelous.
-And week, his pup had puppies.
-Well--
-And week before, his
guppy had guppies.
-Well, I bet Chris is very
busy handing out cigars.
-Handing out cigars?
Why?
-Well, it's like having a baby.
The father always hands out
cigars because he's very proud.
You know, Chris, when
he gets a little older,
will probably meet someone
he loves very much.
And then after a while,
they'll get married.
-And then what?
-Well, after they've
been married a while,
do you know what Chris
and his wife will have?
-Yeah, a pet shop.
[theme music]
-Sure got a lot of cracks
in this foundation.
-Is that bad?
-Well it ain't good.
Course the cracks
can be filled in,
but I noticed a lot
of dampness there.
The soil around here's soggy.
-Well I don't care
about the soggy soil.
It's these cracks that worry me.
I tell you Bierschmidt,
it always happens.
I've got a fist full
of bills and now this.
-Well I've been figuring
the square footage on that.
It won't be hard to figure
out an estimate for you.
-Well take it easy.
Money doesn't grow
on trees, you know.
-Well, there it is, rough.
-Rough is right.
Why that's a fortune!
-Well the price
of labor's way up.
-You think it
really needs fixing?
-First good rain,
and your basement
would be like a bathtub.
-Well, I'll let you know
when to start, if I start.
-Well I happen to have some men
working over on Sage Street.
Now, if you can let me
know within the hour,
I can have 'em right over
here before the rains come.
-I'll let you know.
-OK, you're the boss.
It sure looks like rain to me.
-Martha, listen to this.
It came in the morning mail.
Dear Mr. Wilson, as
attorney for the estate
your late aunt, Selma
Adelaide Wilson Moss,
it is my pleasure to
inform you of the fact
that you, George Wilson,
have been named sole heir
and beneficiary of the estate.
-You don't have to shout
dear, I'm right here.
-Oh, but Martha, we're
rich, we're rich.
-I think I'm going to need
some of your nerve medicine.
-Listen to the rest of this.
The entire Selma Adelaide
Wilson Moss art collection
and the monies accruing from
the Selma Adelaide Wilson Moss
oil interests have been
willed to you as test dated.
-How much money is it dear?
-Well, I don't know, dear.
You see it doesn't say.
It hasn't been settled yet.
But it says the van with the art
collection is en route to you
domicile effective this date.
Martha, think of it.
All my aunt's oil money
and that art collection
alone is worth a fortune.
How does it feel to be
hugged by a millionaire?
-But George, don't
let's be premature.
Let's go slowly.
-Oh now Martha, I've
gone slowly all my life.
Now do you know what
we're going to do?
We're going downtown.
I'm going to buy
myself a fast new car
and have a dozen or so
zippy new suits made.
-If we've come
into so much money,
shouldn't we give
some of it to charity?
Start up a foundation
to help needy people?
-Well, now, Martha.
Maybe after we've
gotten ourselves
filled with fun and
things, well maybe then
I'll think about starting
a foundation of some kind.
-Hi, Mr. Wilson.
-Well, if it isn't my dear
little friend, Dennis Mitchell.
How are you?
-My baseball cards came
in the mail Mr. Wilson.
I got doubles on Sandy Koufax.
I thought maybe if you got any
doubles, you'd want to trade.
-Why Dennis, not only do I
have doubles, I have triples.
At this very moment,
my ship is on Route .
-Isn't it better to
have a ship on water?
-That's just the
expression, Dennis.
You see I've come
into a lot of money.
I'm in heir.
Eh, Dennis, here's a dollar.
Just go buy anything
you want with it.
-A whole dollar?
-George is that wise?
-Oh, Martha.
What's a dollar to me?
-The same as it to
the Rockefellers.
A hundred pennies.
Geez, thanks Mr. Wilson.
You sure are lucky.
Having your ship on Route and
getting the air and all that.
-And Mr. Guth, I
wish you'd appraise
the entire collection for me.
See the truck will be here
first thing tomorrow morning.
Oh you can be here.
Oh, that's a wonderful Mr.
Guth, thank you so much.
Goodbye.
-Isn't it great?
Mr. and Mrs. Wilson are
millionaires and our neighbors.
-Your aunt must have been a
wonderful woman, Mr. Wilson.
-Oh indeed she was, Mitchell.
She was a connoisseur.
-Really?
-Oh a true connoisseur.
For years, she loaned
money to artists.
In return, they would
give her paintings.
-You know, George
and I have been
thinking about starting
a new foundation.
-You see, Mitchell, in
my income tax bracket,
it's better to have a
foundation than having
to do a little here
and a little there.
-That's a wonderful
thing to do, Mr. Wilson.
-George, didn't you
tell the concrete man
that you'd let him
know about the house?
-Oh Bierschmidt, yes.
But he's way over
on Sage Street.
If I have to go
clear over there,
we'll miss our
appointment downtown.
It's very important.
The salesman is waiting.
-That's alright Mr. Wilson.
I'll go for you.
I know where it is.
Tommy and me watched him
after school yesterday.
-Well now Dennis,
that's very nice of you.
You tell Bierschmidt to get
his men over here right away
and get started.
-Right.
I'll go real fast Mr. Wilson.
-Good for you.
-Hey, Mr. Bierschmidt
-Oh hi, son.
-Mr. Wilson told me to tell
you to start right away.
-Yeah?
-Yeah.
He's going to start
a new foundation.
-Well, I'll be doggone.
Huh.
He complained a lot
about a patch-up job.
Now he wants a whole foundation.
-You see, his aunt
who's a common sewer
gave him a lot of money.
He doesn't want his
foundation to be
a little here and
a little there.
-That's great by my.
Well, I'm glad he wants
the job done right.
OK, son.
I'll have my men over
there in nothing flat.
-Right.
[inaudible]
-Let's go, Joe.
We'll be right back here
Monday morning o'clock.
-Hi, Mom.
Mr. Wilson's having a
new foundation put in.
-Almost ran me down.
A sports care at his age.
I wouldn't have believed it if I
didn't see it with my own eyes.
-That's some car.
-Oh boy, is it.
-Well, I guess the old fossil
did come into a windfall
after all.
-What's an old
fossil, Mrs. Elkins?
-No fool like an old fool.
-Hey, Mr. Wilson.
Jeepers, what a swell car.
-Oh well, thank you, Dennis.
I'm glad you like it.
-Did you buy it for
some well little kid
in the neighborhood for
his birthday or something?
-It's ours, Dennis.
-It's just darling.
-I, I couldn't resist it.
It's so much me.
What's going on here anyway?
-Well, they've been working
here almost ever since you left,
Mr. Wilson.
-Well I know, but
what is all this?
Bierschmidt?
-Hello Mr. Wilson.
-What's all this?
-Well, I got started
as fast as I could.
We got the OK, and boom.
We went right to work for you.
You know it made sense to
put in a new foundation.
-A new foundation?
-Well, Dennis said
that's what you wanted.
-Dennis!
Now you list to me, Bierschmidt.
-Did you call me, Mr. Wilson?
-No, I didn't call
you-- oh, yes I did.
Dennis, now look
what you've done.
-What did I do?
-You gave Bierschmidt
the wrong message.
-But you said you were going
to start a new foundation.
And that's what I told him.
-That isn't the kind of
foundation I meant, Dennis.
Now look here, Bierschmidt
We never even considered
new foundation.
-Well now, Dennis told me
you came into a lot of dough.
Now what are you worried about?
-I don't need a new foundation.
And I'm not going
to waste money,
no matter how much I have.
Now you get your men to
fill in all these trenches--
-Look, it's Saturday.
My men only work a
half a day today.
We can't fill in
those trenches today.
-Well, I can't have my house
all surrounded the holes
and trenches until Monday.
Now listen here, Bierschmidt.
You get those men
of yours over here
tomorrow and get
those holes filled in,
or by golly I'll sue you.
- We'll they'll get double time.
-Well, that's your
problem, Bierschmidt
And another thing, Bierschmidt.
It is, I, oh-- fiddle.
- Mr. Wilson, I
really think you ought
to let me help you
clean up the yard.
That's the least I can do.
-Oh no, it's all
right, Mitchell.
Accidents can happen, and
so can misunderstandings.
-After all, Dennis was
partly responsible.
-Oh, it's all right.
What's done is done.
I didn't mean that kind
of foundation, Dennis.
The kind I mean is
one that helps people.
-You mean you're going to
build a place to help the man?
-Well no, Dennis.
You see, foundations
are not only for houses.
Now I'm going to look
around the community.
And those who need my help,
if they are needy or have
a worthwhile project,
will get my support.
-See you later dad.
-Hi, Henry.
-Oh hi, Ms. Wilson.
-George, do come in
and have some hot tea.
I don't want you to
overdue polishing the car.
-Well, all right Martha.
I'm just about
finished here anyway.
I am kind of tired.
How about you Mitchell?
-Thanks a lot.
Alice and I had a late lunch.
I'll see you later.
-All right.
You know, Martha, that was a
mighty nice thing for Mitchell
to come over here and offer
to clean up this yard for me.
Say maybe that's a good sign.
-A good sign, what do you mean?
-Well a sign that,
that you were right.
Oh, I have been pretty selfish
just thinking of myself.
I mean buying this new car
and all those new suits.
You are right, Martha.
We'll get started with
our foundation right away.
-I thought you'd agree dear.
-And do you know something else?
I think we ought to give
most of our art collection
to our own county museum.
-Well, that's very
generous of you, George.
-The George Wilson
Wing, County Museum.
Aw, won't that be nice, Martha?
Let's go have that tea.
-He wants a foundation for
[inaudible] something people.
People who are needy.
-We must be needy.
-Honest?
-Yeah.
Dad says that with taxes
and my mom's clothes,
it's a wonder we're
not in the poor house.
-I just got to find out
who Mr. Wilson can help.
Let's see.
We can talk to our teacher.
-And Editor Crinky
at the newspaper.
-And maybe even the mayor.
-And Mr. Singerman.
-Hey, there's Mrs. Elkins.
-Hi, Mrs. Elkins.
-Children.
-Mrs. Elkins, do you know
any worthwhile things
Mr. Wilson could help
with his foundation?
-What?
-He's going to
start a foundation
for worthwhile things.
Me and Tommy are going to help
him find something worthwhile.
-Dennis, Tommy, this is
a job for a grown up.
You know, finding
worthwhile causes?
You let me look into
it for Mr. Wilson.
-Gee, that's swell, Mrs. Elkins.
I bet Mr. Wilson
won't ever think
you're a sour pickle again.
-Well, goodbye boys.
-Bye.
-I'll get it dear.
-Hello, there.
I was just putting up my latest
batch of pickled watermelon
rind, and I thought of you.
I thought you and Mrs.
Wilson would like some.
-Oh, well, thanks.
-And I thought we could talk
about a worthy project that's
been a pet of mine for years.
-Hello, Mrs. Elkins.
Won't you come in?
-I'd love to.
Oh I see your home is
just as charming as ever.
-Well, we're going to redo it.
-Do sit down.
-Then it's true.
Oh, I'm so pleased.
No one deserves better
fortune than both of you.
-Thank you.
-You know, um, I'm head
of the committee that's
raising funds for
the new hospital.
-Hospitals are
important, George.
-With a good grant from
a public-minded citizen,
we might be able to land
a homeopathic physician
from Chicago.
-Oh, what's this?
-I knew you'd see the
importance of our being
able to land someone of
Dr. Jostlin's reputation.
You know, he's an expert
in catarrhal fever.
-Catarrhal fever?
-Yes.
Along with distemper
and liver disease,
it's something cats
suffer from terribly.
-Cats?
Are you talking
about a cat hospital?
-George.
-Don't now George
me now, Martha.
I'm not interested
in cats, Mrs. Elkins.
-You're not interested at all?
-Not in the. east.
Now, I'm a very busy
man, Mrs. Elkins.
If you don't mind, I'll
have to ask you to leave.
-Well, I will certainly see that
you are blasted in Cat Circle.
-Well good.
-And in cat periodicals too.
Chicago's Orange
and Cream Society
will hear of this, and so
will the Pacific Cat Club.
-Fine and dandy.
-Only a churlish
boor wouldn't want
to help start at cat hospital.
-Oh I don't object
to cat hospitals.
I just object to cats.
-Now how in the dickens
did she find out?
-Hey, Mr. Wilson.
Mr. Wilson!
Mr. Wilson, all these
kids are worthwhile.
They all need something.
-That's the third spoonful
of nerve medicine I've had.
-It'll help you calm down.
-Oh, Martha, yesterday was
the happiest day of my life.
And then Dennis, bringing
all those children here
screaming at me.
I feel as though I
haven't slept at all.
-Thank you.
-It's a telegram.
-A telegram?
Oh dear.
A telegram.
It's from Aunt Selma's lawyer.
Regret to inform
you records show
no money left in
your aunt's account.
Fortune given to
artist, not loan.
Oh, no.
-Is that all it says?
-My bill and detailed
letter follows.
-Take another sip dear.
-Sip, I ought to take
the whole bottle.
-Things can't be this bad dear.
After all, that van is coming
with the art collection.
-Oh, the art collection.
Why of course, Martha.
How could I have forgotten
the art collection.
There's the van now, Martha.
I'll bet it's the van.
Oh, it's Stanley Guth from
the county museum, Martha.
-Hey, kids.
Hey, which is the
George Wilson house?
-Mr. Wilson lives right here.
-Hey, that's a coinky dinky.
-You got a package
for Mr. Wilson?
-Package?
Kiddo, I got a whole
truckload for him.
-Yippee!
Mr. Wilson?
Mr. Wilson?
-What is it, Dennis?
-Your ship just parked.
-Oh, Mr. Guth?
Martha?
Thank you, Dennis.
-Are you George Wilson?
-I most certainly am.
-Oh, I'm so excited.
-May I help you in any way?
-No, I just hope I
don't the combination
of this lock like I did once.
-Oh good heavens, I do too.
-Hey, look at these.
-Oh, I got it.
-Oh, oh, well thank goodness.
-Just look at that.
-Here, I'll hand you the stuff.
-Oh, that's marvelous.
-You do know how badly our
museum needs paintings,
don't you, Mrs. Wilson?
-Yes, I know.
-I hope Mr. Wilson knows so too.
-We both know.
-Here you are.
-Oh, oh this one's
called self portrait.
-What is that?
-It's called Self Portrait.
Interesting, isn't it?
-Well I'm glad that
artist didn't come along.
-Well Martha, just put that
over there, will you dear?
Carefully now.
-What is this one?
-Charming thing, isn't it?
So much feeling.
Oh yes, it's called
Essence of Meaning.
-I wish it had some.
-Oh, well just put it over there
with that other one, Martha.
-Oh, look at that one.
It's called Man and
Wife Hanging On a Wall.
Wonderful.
-Well, I have seen
a lot the paintings
in my day, Mr. Wilson.
But--
-Well, there are a lot
more to come, Mr. Guth.
-Well, Mr. Guth?
-I've gone over
everything, Mr. Wilson.
And I would say that with luck,
you'll get $ for the line.
-$ ?
Well the frames
alone are worth--
-For the frames.
-Why that won't even
pay for the trucking.
-Just about, Mr. Wilson.
It's a $ .
-Can I have it, pal?
I have to get going.
-I'll get you a check.
-Oh, hey Mr. Wilson?
Have you changed your mind?
-No I haven't, Bierschmidt Now
I've got problems of my own.
Now you get these
holes filled in.
And don't leave a mess.
-You want me to cart
away this mess too?
-Oh, great Scott.
-I'm sorry, Mrs. Wilson.
But you see, it's
mostly folk stuff,
done by folk with
very little talent.
-Then I guess George's aunt
just couldn't say no to anyone.
-Boy, will these ever
make swell boomerangs.
-Try one, Tommy.
-Didn't work.
-Now I'm try it.
Hey, look out!
-Oh.
-Mrs. Wilson, I didn't
mean to hit him with--
-Where did get these?
From the truck?
-No.
-I think we finally hit
on something, Mrs. Wilson.
-What?
-Looks like tiger teeth.
A Sabre toothed tiger.
-A what?
-Teeth from the Sabre tiger.
A prehistoric animal.
These are the largest I've
ever seen or heard of.
-Me and Tommy found them
in that hole over there.
-What?
You found them here?
Where?
Where?
Quick show me.
-Right over here.
Come on.
-There's lots of them down here.
-Oh, I knew I smelled an
old lake bed around here.
Oh, Mr. Wilson?
You have fossils.
-Oh on top of everything else.
-Oh, Martha, pay the truck
driver, will you dear?
-Kids, come on, out, out.
I need a man to help me.
Mr. Wilson, down
here please, please.
Mr. Wilson?
Any museum would pay hundreds,
maybe thousands of dollars
for what you found here.
-What, what's that
you say, Mr. Guth?
-Thousands of dollars
for these, Mr. Wilson.
-For, for these?
-Yes.
Teeth from the Sabre tiger.
-Wait, Mr. Bierschmidt.
Don't fill up those holes.
-Now you stay out of this, son.
The last time you opened your
mouth, you started all this.
-Bierschmidt!
Will you stop filling
in these trenches?
-But you just told me.
-Well never mind
what I told you.
Oh Bierschmidt,
get out of my life.
-Boy what money will
do to some people.
-Oh, oh, oh, look Mr. Guth.
Two more.
-We a-- we are most
grateful to George Wilson.
For donating the
Sabre tiger teeth
fossils to our county museum.
They are the largest
specimen ever found anywhere,
and they will make
a drawing card
for our town for
many years to come.
We are, indeed, indebted
to George Wilson
for his great discovery
and his unselfish giving.
,
-Well thank you, Mr. Guth.
That makes me very pleased.
-George, don't you think Dennis
should have some of the credit?
After all, he found
the tiger teeth.
-Jeepers, I didn't
find them, Mrs. Wilson.
They were just there.
-Of course, you
deserve credit, Dennis.
Now you can help me
cut the ribbon, which
opens to the public this area.
Come along.
Just hold the ribbon for me.
-Like this?
-Oh that's fine.
-The George Wilson fossil shelf.
-A fossil shelf.
And he was going to
have a whole wing.
-Congratulations, Mr. Wilson.
-I think it's
wonderful, Ms. Wilson.
-It says the George
Wilson Fossil Shelf.
-That's right, Dennis.
-Shouldn't it say old?
-Why, Dennis?
-Because Mrs. Elkins always
says you're an old fossil.
[theme music]
-Hi, Mom.
-Hello, dear.
-Boy, what 'til you
hear about Chris.
-What about Chris, Dennis?
-His just had parakeets.
-How marvelous.
-And week, his pup had puppies.
-Well--
-And week before, his
guppy had guppies.
-Well, I bet Chris is very
busy handing out cigars.
-Handing out cigars?
Why?
-Well, it's like having a baby.
The father always hands out
cigars because he's very proud.
You know, Chris, when
he gets a little older,
will probably meet someone
he loves very much.
And then after a while,
they'll get married.
-And then what?
-Well, after they've
been married a while,
do you know what Chris
and his wife will have?
-Yeah, a pet shop.
[theme music]
-Sure got a lot of cracks
in this foundation.
-Is that bad?
-Well it ain't good.
Course the cracks
can be filled in,
but I noticed a lot
of dampness there.
The soil around here's soggy.
-Well I don't care
about the soggy soil.
It's these cracks that worry me.
I tell you Bierschmidt,
it always happens.
I've got a fist full
of bills and now this.
-Well I've been figuring
the square footage on that.
It won't be hard to figure
out an estimate for you.
-Well take it easy.
Money doesn't grow
on trees, you know.
-Well, there it is, rough.
-Rough is right.
Why that's a fortune!
-Well the price
of labor's way up.
-You think it
really needs fixing?
-First good rain,
and your basement
would be like a bathtub.
-Well, I'll let you know
when to start, if I start.
-Well I happen to have some men
working over on Sage Street.
Now, if you can let me
know within the hour,
I can have 'em right over
here before the rains come.
-I'll let you know.
-OK, you're the boss.
It sure looks like rain to me.
-Martha, listen to this.
It came in the morning mail.
Dear Mr. Wilson, as
attorney for the estate
your late aunt, Selma
Adelaide Wilson Moss,
it is my pleasure to
inform you of the fact
that you, George Wilson,
have been named sole heir
and beneficiary of the estate.
-You don't have to shout
dear, I'm right here.
-Oh, but Martha, we're
rich, we're rich.
-I think I'm going to need
some of your nerve medicine.
-Listen to the rest of this.
The entire Selma Adelaide
Wilson Moss art collection
and the monies accruing from
the Selma Adelaide Wilson Moss
oil interests have been
willed to you as test dated.
-How much money is it dear?
-Well, I don't know, dear.
You see it doesn't say.
It hasn't been settled yet.
But it says the van with the art
collection is en route to you
domicile effective this date.
Martha, think of it.
All my aunt's oil money
and that art collection
alone is worth a fortune.
How does it feel to be
hugged by a millionaire?
-But George, don't
let's be premature.
Let's go slowly.
-Oh now Martha, I've
gone slowly all my life.
Now do you know what
we're going to do?
We're going downtown.
I'm going to buy
myself a fast new car
and have a dozen or so
zippy new suits made.
-If we've come
into so much money,
shouldn't we give
some of it to charity?
Start up a foundation
to help needy people?
-Well, now, Martha.
Maybe after we've
gotten ourselves
filled with fun and
things, well maybe then
I'll think about starting
a foundation of some kind.
-Hi, Mr. Wilson.
-Well, if it isn't my dear
little friend, Dennis Mitchell.
How are you?
-My baseball cards came
in the mail Mr. Wilson.
I got doubles on Sandy Koufax.
I thought maybe if you got any
doubles, you'd want to trade.
-Why Dennis, not only do I
have doubles, I have triples.
At this very moment,
my ship is on Route .
-Isn't it better to
have a ship on water?
-That's just the
expression, Dennis.
You see I've come
into a lot of money.
I'm in heir.
Eh, Dennis, here's a dollar.
Just go buy anything
you want with it.
-A whole dollar?
-George is that wise?
-Oh, Martha.
What's a dollar to me?
-The same as it to
the Rockefellers.
A hundred pennies.
Geez, thanks Mr. Wilson.
You sure are lucky.
Having your ship on Route and
getting the air and all that.
-And Mr. Guth, I
wish you'd appraise
the entire collection for me.
See the truck will be here
first thing tomorrow morning.
Oh you can be here.
Oh, that's a wonderful Mr.
Guth, thank you so much.
Goodbye.
-Isn't it great?
Mr. and Mrs. Wilson are
millionaires and our neighbors.
-Your aunt must have been a
wonderful woman, Mr. Wilson.
-Oh indeed she was, Mitchell.
She was a connoisseur.
-Really?
-Oh a true connoisseur.
For years, she loaned
money to artists.
In return, they would
give her paintings.
-You know, George
and I have been
thinking about starting
a new foundation.
-You see, Mitchell, in
my income tax bracket,
it's better to have a
foundation than having
to do a little here
and a little there.
-That's a wonderful
thing to do, Mr. Wilson.
-George, didn't you
tell the concrete man
that you'd let him
know about the house?
-Oh Bierschmidt, yes.
But he's way over
on Sage Street.
If I have to go
clear over there,
we'll miss our
appointment downtown.
It's very important.
The salesman is waiting.
-That's alright Mr. Wilson.
I'll go for you.
I know where it is.
Tommy and me watched him
after school yesterday.
-Well now Dennis,
that's very nice of you.
You tell Bierschmidt to get
his men over here right away
and get started.
-Right.
I'll go real fast Mr. Wilson.
-Good for you.
-Hey, Mr. Bierschmidt
-Oh hi, son.
-Mr. Wilson told me to tell
you to start right away.
-Yeah?
-Yeah.
He's going to start
a new foundation.
-Well, I'll be doggone.
Huh.
He complained a lot
about a patch-up job.
Now he wants a whole foundation.
-You see, his aunt
who's a common sewer
gave him a lot of money.
He doesn't want his
foundation to be
a little here and
a little there.
-That's great by my.
Well, I'm glad he wants
the job done right.
OK, son.
I'll have my men over
there in nothing flat.
-Right.
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-Let's go, Joe.
We'll be right back here
Monday morning o'clock.
-Hi, Mom.
Mr. Wilson's having a
new foundation put in.
-Almost ran me down.
A sports care at his age.
I wouldn't have believed it if I
didn't see it with my own eyes.
-That's some car.
-Oh boy, is it.
-Well, I guess the old fossil
did come into a windfall
after all.
-What's an old
fossil, Mrs. Elkins?
-No fool like an old fool.
-Hey, Mr. Wilson.
Jeepers, what a swell car.
-Oh well, thank you, Dennis.
I'm glad you like it.
-Did you buy it for
some well little kid
in the neighborhood for
his birthday or something?
-It's ours, Dennis.
-It's just darling.
-I, I couldn't resist it.
It's so much me.
What's going on here anyway?
-Well, they've been working
here almost ever since you left,
Mr. Wilson.
-Well I know, but
what is all this?
Bierschmidt?
-Hello Mr. Wilson.
-What's all this?
-Well, I got started
as fast as I could.
We got the OK, and boom.
We went right to work for you.
You know it made sense to
put in a new foundation.
-A new foundation?
-Well, Dennis said
that's what you wanted.
-Dennis!
Now you list to me, Bierschmidt.
-Did you call me, Mr. Wilson?
-No, I didn't call
you-- oh, yes I did.
Dennis, now look
what you've done.
-What did I do?
-You gave Bierschmidt
the wrong message.
-But you said you were going
to start a new foundation.
And that's what I told him.
-That isn't the kind of
foundation I meant, Dennis.
Now look here, Bierschmidt
We never even considered
new foundation.
-Well now, Dennis told me
you came into a lot of dough.
Now what are you worried about?
-I don't need a new foundation.
And I'm not going
to waste money,
no matter how much I have.
Now you get your men to
fill in all these trenches--
-Look, it's Saturday.
My men only work a
half a day today.
We can't fill in
those trenches today.
-Well, I can't have my house
all surrounded the holes
and trenches until Monday.
Now listen here, Bierschmidt.
You get those men
of yours over here
tomorrow and get
those holes filled in,
or by golly I'll sue you.
- We'll they'll get double time.
-Well, that's your
problem, Bierschmidt
And another thing, Bierschmidt.
It is, I, oh-- fiddle.
- Mr. Wilson, I
really think you ought
to let me help you
clean up the yard.
That's the least I can do.
-Oh no, it's all
right, Mitchell.
Accidents can happen, and
so can misunderstandings.
-After all, Dennis was
partly responsible.
-Oh, it's all right.
What's done is done.
I didn't mean that kind
of foundation, Dennis.
The kind I mean is
one that helps people.
-You mean you're going to
build a place to help the man?
-Well no, Dennis.
You see, foundations
are not only for houses.
Now I'm going to look
around the community.
And those who need my help,
if they are needy or have
a worthwhile project,
will get my support.
-See you later dad.
-Hi, Henry.
-Oh hi, Ms. Wilson.
-George, do come in
and have some hot tea.
I don't want you to
overdue polishing the car.
-Well, all right Martha.
I'm just about
finished here anyway.
I am kind of tired.
How about you Mitchell?
-Thanks a lot.
Alice and I had a late lunch.
I'll see you later.
-All right.
You know, Martha, that was a
mighty nice thing for Mitchell
to come over here and offer
to clean up this yard for me.
Say maybe that's a good sign.
-A good sign, what do you mean?
-Well a sign that,
that you were right.
Oh, I have been pretty selfish
just thinking of myself.
I mean buying this new car
and all those new suits.
You are right, Martha.
We'll get started with
our foundation right away.
-I thought you'd agree dear.
-And do you know something else?
I think we ought to give
most of our art collection
to our own county museum.
-Well, that's very
generous of you, George.
-The George Wilson
Wing, County Museum.
Aw, won't that be nice, Martha?
Let's go have that tea.
-He wants a foundation for
[inaudible] something people.
People who are needy.
-We must be needy.
-Honest?
-Yeah.
Dad says that with taxes
and my mom's clothes,
it's a wonder we're
not in the poor house.
-I just got to find out
who Mr. Wilson can help.
Let's see.
We can talk to our teacher.
-And Editor Crinky
at the newspaper.
-And maybe even the mayor.
-And Mr. Singerman.
-Hey, there's Mrs. Elkins.
-Hi, Mrs. Elkins.
-Children.
-Mrs. Elkins, do you know
any worthwhile things
Mr. Wilson could help
with his foundation?
-What?
-He's going to
start a foundation
for worthwhile things.
Me and Tommy are going to help
him find something worthwhile.
-Dennis, Tommy, this is
a job for a grown up.
You know, finding
worthwhile causes?
You let me look into
it for Mr. Wilson.
-Gee, that's swell, Mrs. Elkins.
I bet Mr. Wilson
won't ever think
you're a sour pickle again.
-Well, goodbye boys.
-Bye.
-I'll get it dear.
-Hello, there.
I was just putting up my latest
batch of pickled watermelon
rind, and I thought of you.
I thought you and Mrs.
Wilson would like some.
-Oh, well, thanks.
-And I thought we could talk
about a worthy project that's
been a pet of mine for years.
-Hello, Mrs. Elkins.
Won't you come in?
-I'd love to.
Oh I see your home is
just as charming as ever.
-Well, we're going to redo it.
-Do sit down.
-Then it's true.
Oh, I'm so pleased.
No one deserves better
fortune than both of you.
-Thank you.
-You know, um, I'm head
of the committee that's
raising funds for
the new hospital.
-Hospitals are
important, George.
-With a good grant from
a public-minded citizen,
we might be able to land
a homeopathic physician
from Chicago.
-Oh, what's this?
-I knew you'd see the
importance of our being
able to land someone of
Dr. Jostlin's reputation.
You know, he's an expert
in catarrhal fever.
-Catarrhal fever?
-Yes.
Along with distemper
and liver disease,
it's something cats
suffer from terribly.
-Cats?
Are you talking
about a cat hospital?
-George.
-Don't now George
me now, Martha.
I'm not interested
in cats, Mrs. Elkins.
-You're not interested at all?
-Not in the. east.
Now, I'm a very busy
man, Mrs. Elkins.
If you don't mind, I'll
have to ask you to leave.
-Well, I will certainly see that
you are blasted in Cat Circle.
-Well good.
-And in cat periodicals too.
Chicago's Orange
and Cream Society
will hear of this, and so
will the Pacific Cat Club.
-Fine and dandy.
-Only a churlish
boor wouldn't want
to help start at cat hospital.
-Oh I don't object
to cat hospitals.
I just object to cats.
-Now how in the dickens
did she find out?
-Hey, Mr. Wilson.
Mr. Wilson!
Mr. Wilson, all these
kids are worthwhile.
They all need something.
-That's the third spoonful
of nerve medicine I've had.
-It'll help you calm down.
-Oh, Martha, yesterday was
the happiest day of my life.
And then Dennis, bringing
all those children here
screaming at me.
I feel as though I
haven't slept at all.
-Thank you.
-It's a telegram.
-A telegram?
Oh dear.
A telegram.
It's from Aunt Selma's lawyer.
Regret to inform
you records show
no money left in
your aunt's account.
Fortune given to
artist, not loan.
Oh, no.
-Is that all it says?
-My bill and detailed
letter follows.
-Take another sip dear.
-Sip, I ought to take
the whole bottle.
-Things can't be this bad dear.
After all, that van is coming
with the art collection.
-Oh, the art collection.
Why of course, Martha.
How could I have forgotten
the art collection.
There's the van now, Martha.
I'll bet it's the van.
Oh, it's Stanley Guth from
the county museum, Martha.
-Hey, kids.
Hey, which is the
George Wilson house?
-Mr. Wilson lives right here.
-Hey, that's a coinky dinky.
-You got a package
for Mr. Wilson?
-Package?
Kiddo, I got a whole
truckload for him.
-Yippee!
Mr. Wilson?
Mr. Wilson?
-What is it, Dennis?
-Your ship just parked.
-Oh, Mr. Guth?
Martha?
Thank you, Dennis.
-Are you George Wilson?
-I most certainly am.
-Oh, I'm so excited.
-May I help you in any way?
-No, I just hope I
don't the combination
of this lock like I did once.
-Oh good heavens, I do too.
-Hey, look at these.
-Oh, I got it.
-Oh, oh, well thank goodness.
-Just look at that.
-Here, I'll hand you the stuff.
-Oh, that's marvelous.
-You do know how badly our
museum needs paintings,
don't you, Mrs. Wilson?
-Yes, I know.
-I hope Mr. Wilson knows so too.
-We both know.
-Here you are.
-Oh, oh this one's
called self portrait.
-What is that?
-It's called Self Portrait.
Interesting, isn't it?
-Well I'm glad that
artist didn't come along.
-Well Martha, just put that
over there, will you dear?
Carefully now.
-What is this one?
-Charming thing, isn't it?
So much feeling.
Oh yes, it's called
Essence of Meaning.
-I wish it had some.
-Oh, well just put it over there
with that other one, Martha.
-Oh, look at that one.
It's called Man and
Wife Hanging On a Wall.
Wonderful.
-Well, I have seen
a lot the paintings
in my day, Mr. Wilson.
But--
-Well, there are a lot
more to come, Mr. Guth.
-Well, Mr. Guth?
-I've gone over
everything, Mr. Wilson.
And I would say that with luck,
you'll get $ for the line.
-$ ?
Well the frames
alone are worth--
-For the frames.
-Why that won't even
pay for the trucking.
-Just about, Mr. Wilson.
It's a $ .
-Can I have it, pal?
I have to get going.
-I'll get you a check.
-Oh, hey Mr. Wilson?
Have you changed your mind?
-No I haven't, Bierschmidt Now
I've got problems of my own.
Now you get these
holes filled in.
And don't leave a mess.
-You want me to cart
away this mess too?
-Oh, great Scott.
-I'm sorry, Mrs. Wilson.
But you see, it's
mostly folk stuff,
done by folk with
very little talent.
-Then I guess George's aunt
just couldn't say no to anyone.
-Boy, will these ever
make swell boomerangs.
-Try one, Tommy.
-Didn't work.
-Now I'm try it.
Hey, look out!
-Oh.
-Mrs. Wilson, I didn't
mean to hit him with--
-Where did get these?
From the truck?
-No.
-I think we finally hit
on something, Mrs. Wilson.
-What?
-Looks like tiger teeth.
A Sabre toothed tiger.
-A what?
-Teeth from the Sabre tiger.
A prehistoric animal.
These are the largest I've
ever seen or heard of.
-Me and Tommy found them
in that hole over there.
-What?
You found them here?
Where?
Where?
Quick show me.
-Right over here.
Come on.
-There's lots of them down here.
-Oh, I knew I smelled an
old lake bed around here.
Oh, Mr. Wilson?
You have fossils.
-Oh on top of everything else.
-Oh, Martha, pay the truck
driver, will you dear?
-Kids, come on, out, out.
I need a man to help me.
Mr. Wilson, down
here please, please.
Mr. Wilson?
Any museum would pay hundreds,
maybe thousands of dollars
for what you found here.
-What, what's that
you say, Mr. Guth?
-Thousands of dollars
for these, Mr. Wilson.
-For, for these?
-Yes.
Teeth from the Sabre tiger.
-Wait, Mr. Bierschmidt.
Don't fill up those holes.
-Now you stay out of this, son.
The last time you opened your
mouth, you started all this.
-Bierschmidt!
Will you stop filling
in these trenches?
-But you just told me.
-Well never mind
what I told you.
Oh Bierschmidt,
get out of my life.
-Boy what money will
do to some people.
-Oh, oh, oh, look Mr. Guth.
Two more.
-We a-- we are most
grateful to George Wilson.
For donating the
Sabre tiger teeth
fossils to our county museum.
They are the largest
specimen ever found anywhere,
and they will make
a drawing card
for our town for
many years to come.
We are, indeed, indebted
to George Wilson
for his great discovery
and his unselfish giving.
,
-Well thank you, Mr. Guth.
That makes me very pleased.
-George, don't you think Dennis
should have some of the credit?
After all, he found
the tiger teeth.
-Jeepers, I didn't
find them, Mrs. Wilson.
They were just there.
-Of course, you
deserve credit, Dennis.
Now you can help me
cut the ribbon, which
opens to the public this area.
Come along.
Just hold the ribbon for me.
-Like this?
-Oh that's fine.
-The George Wilson fossil shelf.
-A fossil shelf.
And he was going to
have a whole wing.
-Congratulations, Mr. Wilson.
-I think it's
wonderful, Ms. Wilson.
-It says the George
Wilson Fossil Shelf.
-That's right, Dennis.
-Shouldn't it say old?
-Why, Dennis?
-Because Mrs. Elkins always
says you're an old fossil.
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