04x33 - Hawaiian Love Song
Posted: 11/13/23 06:45
-Alice, I'm home.
-Hi, Dad.
-Hi, son.
-Oh, hello, dear.
-A special delivery
letter came for you.
Oh, I've been expecting that.
It's my bonus.
-I thought that's
what it might be.
-And you didn't even open it?
Boy, what self-control.
-Dennis, in this family, we
respect one another's privacy.
-That's right, son.
Your mother never opens my
mail, and I never open hers.
And neither one of
us ever open yours.
-You can if you want to.
All I ever get is a
letter from grandma
on my birthday with a $ in it.
And a card from grandma at
Christmas with $ in it.
And a catalog from
the Joke Company.
-Joke Company?
What did you ever buy
from the Joke Company.
-Any questions?
[theme music]
-Remember the twelfth.
Remember-- Eloise.
-Yes, dear.
-Eloise.
-What's the matter, dear?
That's the twelfth
time you've called me.
-No, it's the first.
-Ah, no, dear, the twelfth.
Remember, we wanted to
get married on the eighth
but you had to finish
that magazine article,
so we couldn't get
married until the twelfth.
-Oh, so that's what all these
subtle little hints are about.
Well, you don't
have to worry, dear.
If there's one thing I'll
never forget as long as I live,
it's the day I got married.
What did you do that for?
-I didn't like the
way you said that.
-I only meant that I know our
anniversary is the twelfth.
-John, you remember what you
promised me this anniversary?
-Promised you?
[singing hawaiian tune]
-Singing lessons.
-John.
Ooh!
-A gift certificate
for a chiropractor?
-John Wilson, you promised
me a trip to Hawaii.
-When did I do that?
-On our last anniversary
when you remembered
that you'd forgotten to take
me there on our anniversary
before that.
-Eloise, you know I have to
finish that magazine article.
What was the name of it?
-Why single men live
longer than married men.
-Bye, dear, have a good day.
-Thanks, honey.
-Oh, I wondered.
Have you given any
thought to what
you're going to do
with your bonus?
-Uh-huh.
But it's a secret.
-What are you going to
do with your bonus, Dad?
-Can you keep a secret?
-Sure.
-I'm going to buy a new car.
-Oh, boy, a new car.
-Shh.
I'd like it to be a surprise.
-Say, Dad, can I
tell Mr. Wilson?
-Well, I'd rather
you didn't, son.
Mr. Wilson's libel
to tell Mrs. Wilson,
and Mrs. Wilson is bound
to tell your mother.
And well, you know women,
they can't keep a secret.
-I dig you, Dad.
Have a good day.
-OK.
-Oh, Eloise.
-Don't Eloise me.
Hi,
-Mr. Wilson.
-Oh, hello, Dennis.
-Is Mrs. Wilson mad at you?
-Hoo-hoo, she certainly is.
-And you're laughing about it?
Boy, you sure are a
brave man, Mr. Wilson.
Well, eh, to tell you
the truth, Dennis.
Normally, I wouldn't be, but
this is a special occasion.
-You mean this time
you were right?
-Well, I'm always
right, otherwise,
there wouldn't be
any reason to argue.
No, you see, Mrs.
Wilson is a little upset
about an anniversary.
-You didn't forget it, did you?
-No, no, nothing like that.
I, uh, I promised to
take Mr. Wilson to Hawaii
for our anniversary,
and she thinks I'm not,
but I really am.
-Oh, I see.
-You're putting her on.
-That's right.
I'm putting her on.
-Boy, Hawaii.
-Shh.
Not so loud.
Look, I'm going downtown to
pick up the airplane tickets.
Want to ride with me?
-OK, but I'll have to
let my mother know.
-Oh, well, don't tell
her what we're going for
or she's sure to
tell Mrs. Wilson.
You know how women are.
-Yeah, they can't keep a secret.
Wait for me.
-I will.
Aaah!
Remember the twelfth.
How could I ever forget it?
I'll probably carry a scar
for the rest of my life.
-Now, let's see if I have
this right, Mr. Wilson.
That's two round-trip
tickets to Hawaii, flight ,
Condor Airlines for the twelfth?
-Right.
-And I'll have these tickets
delivered to your house
after they're confirmed
by the airline.
I have your address.
-Thank you very much.
Oh, uh, just a second.
If they're sent to my house,
and I don't happen to be,
my wife is bound to
open the envelope,
and that will spoil everything.
-Does Mrs. Wilson
open your mail?
-Doesn't your mother
open your father's mail?
-No, sir.
-Oh, things must be
heaven in your house.
-Hey, I've got an
idea, Mr. Wilson.
Why don't you send the
two tickets to our house
with Dad's name on
them like you did
Mrs. Wilson's present last year?
Then even Mom won't
know what it's for.
-Dennis, you're a bright boy.
-What's your father's name
and address, young man?
- Elm Street.
His name is Henry Mitchell.
Are you sure this
is for Mr. Mitchell?
-That's what it says
on the envelope, lady.
Sign here.
-All right.
Thank you.
Apex Travel Agency.
Dennis, in this family, we
respect on another's privacy.
Apex.
Apex Travel Agency.
-Doesn't Mr.
Mitchell live there?
That's the address the
little boy give me.
What was his name?
Donald?
-Dennis?
-That's right, Dennis.
There are two tickets to Hawaii.
Please be sure that
Mr. Mitchell gets them.
-Thank you.
Two tickets to Hawaii.
So that's what Henry
did with his bonus.
Yippee!
-Thanks for stopping at
the hobby shop, Mr. Wilson,
and for the soda.
-You're welcome, Dennis.
Oh, uh, don't forget
to tell your father
to be on the lookout
for those tickets.
-OK, Mr. Wilson.
Hi, Mom, going somewhere?
-It's just possible.
-Where?
-Dennis, do you and your father
have some secret between you
about what he's going to
do with his bonus money?
-Yes, ma'am, but
I can't tell you.
-It's all right,
dear, I think I know.
He's taking me to Hawaii.
-He is?
-Dennis, you know he is.
-No, ma'am, what I know
isn't what you think I know.
-It's all right, Dennis.
They delivered an
envelope for your father
from the Apex Travel Agency.
-And you opened it?
-Dennis, you know
better than that.
I called them up, and they
told me what was in it.
-Excuse me, Mom,
I'll be right back.
-Where you going?
-I'm going over
to see Mr. Wilson.
It's very important.
-Dennis, you said
that your mother never
opens your father's mail.
-She doesn't.
The name of the travel
agency was on the envelope.
Mom called them up, and they
told her what was in it.
-Oh.
Well, the main thing is that
Mrs. Wilson doesn't find out.
-John Wilson, guess
who's going to Hawaii?
-Who?
-Alice Mitchell.
She just told me.
-Mrs. Wilson you
don't understand.
-Oh, I understand perfectly.
Some people's husbands
take their wives to Hawaii.
Other people's husbands
just promise and never do.
-Boy, we're in real
trouble now, Mr. Wilson.
Mom thinks--
-Dennis, there's
nothing to worry about.
When your mother
finds out, she'll
just laugh off the whole thing.
-Isn't it wonderful, Mother?
I've always had my heart
set on going to Hawaii.
-Oh, but can't you go
to Philadelphia later?
You will?
Oh, thank you, Mother.
Thank you so much.
-Oh, I'm sorry I'm late, honey.
-You can be just
as late as you like
you great big,
wonderful man, you.
Oh, oh, sweetheart,
I almost forgot.
There's an envelope
on the table for you.
-Thanks.
Apex Travel Agency.
-I've got to talk to
you about those tickets.
-What tickets?
-The ones in the envelope.
-Hawaii!
-Shh.
Not so loud.
-Dennis, what's
going on around here?
I'm sorry, John, I've got to
tell Alice about those tickets.
-Oh, no, no, don't do it yet.
Alice would get on the
phone to Eloise and spoil
the whole surprise.
-But--
-Now, look, I haven't
had so much fun in years.
Oh, if you could only see
how mad Eloise is at me.
Ah, come on, be a pal.
Let me enjoy myself.
-Well, I don't know.
-What possible harm
could come from it?
-Mom's got one bag
packed already.
-What?
-If you don't tell
her soon, you're
really going to have
to take her to Hawaii.
-You're right.
Alice.
-Would you pour this
for me please, dear?
Oh, no, no.
You can't come in yet.
-Why not?
-It's a surprise.
-Surprise?
-Can't you smell it?
Mom's cooking your
favorite, roast duck.
-Oh, boy, this is getting
tougher by the minute.
Alice.
-Oh, Henry, you weren't
supposed to come in yet.
-Honey, I've got to talk to
you about this trip to Hawaii.
-Oh, sweetheart,
if you only knew
how I've always dreamed
about going there.
-Yes, but--
-White sand and the
blue Pacific, orchids,
tropical moonlight,
oh, we're going
to have such a wonderful time
together, aren't we darling?
-Yeah, sure, honey.
-Put this on the
table please, dear.
Sure, Mom.
-Alice.
Yes, darling?
-Oh, nothing.
Dawg gonnit.
-You chickened out
again, huh, Dad?
-Maybe I can help you.
-Well, somebody better.
I just don't know how I'm
going to tell your mother.
-Tell me what.
-That you can't go to Hawaii.
-Why not, Dennis?
-Well, who's going
to take care of me?
-Oh, that's right.
We can't leave Dennis
with a total stranger.
-Would you call Grandma
a total stranger?
-Grandma?
-I talked to mother,
and even though she
was planning to go to
Philadelphia in time
for Gertrude's baby,
she's coming here instead.
So you see, I have
nothing to worry about.
-Well, Dad, there's nothing
to do but enjoy the duck.
-That's right.
Tonight roast duck,
tomorrow cooked goose.
-Who's there?
-Uh, me.
-Well, what are you doing?
-I couldn't sleep.
-You woke me up to tell
me you couldn't sleep.
-John, you've got to
come over and tell Alice.
-Why?
-Well, you got me into this.
Look, its : AM.
-Well, I'm going to tell Eloise
what you're doing if you're not
over there first thing in
the morning to tell Alice.
-Don't do that.
-Tell Alice what first
thing in the morning?
-Uh, Henry isn't
taking Alice to Hawaii.
-You're not?
-I never had any
intention of taking her.
-Oh, no wonder you
couldn't sleep.
You're just as bad as John is.
-But--
-You two ought to start
a club, the brother rats.
-See what I mean?
-Come on, John, right now.
-Now Henry, I'm an outsider.
She's your wife.
You should tell her.
-Alice?
-Is that you darling?
-Alice, John Wilson's here.
He wants to talk to you.
-I'll be in as soon as I
finish the dishes, sweetheart.
-You hear that?
Sweetheart, Darling, Honey Lamb?
-It's worse than I thought.
-Hi, Mr. Wilson.
You going to tell
Mom the bad news?
-Dennis, I release
you from your promise.
You can tell your mother
anytime you want to.
I'll see you tomorrow.
-You got me into
this, and you're
going to get me out of it.
[phone ringing]
-I'll get it, honey.
Hello.
Oh, hello, Eloise.
Yes, he's here.
What?
What?
What?
Thank you.
-Dear, John has
something to tell you.
-We're not going to Hawaii.
-How did you find out?
-Eloise just called me.
Oh, well, as long
as you know, there's
no use my sticking around.
Aloha.
-Oh, no, you're going to explain
this whole thing to Alice.
-Well, I had the
tickets sent over here,
because I didn't want
Eloise to know about them.
I wanted the trip to be a
surprise for our anniversary.
-You see, you just
assumed they were for us.
-Well, why didn't
somebody tell me?
-I couldn't, Mom.
Mr. Wilson swore me to secrecy.
-And I didn't have the nerve.
-You know, this is pretty funny.
-You see?
I told you she'd laugh
about the whole thing.
-Yeah, Mom's a good sport.
-Then you're not angry, dear?
-Of course not.
Serves me right for
jumping to conclusions.
I think it's a wonderful
anniversary present Mr. Wilson.
Eloise must be so excited.
Oh, it's funny she
never mentioned it.
-Who's going to Hawaii?
Alice, are you sure?
Oh, that rascal, John.
-My dog has fleas.
My dog has fleas.
-May I see it, Mr. Wilson?
-Well, be very
careful of it, Dennis.
It's a genuine Hawaiian ukulele.
-Made in Japan.
-Good morning, you sweet
Hawaiian beach boy.
-Eloise, not in front of Dennis.
-Boy, Mrs. Wilson,
I bet you're all
excited about going
to Hawaii, huh?
-Oh, I certainly am.
Well, how's your
mother this morning?
-Fine.
She and my father went
downtown to look at a new car.
That's what my Dad's going
to do with his bonus.
-Oh, well, I'm glad to
hear she's not upset.
-Oh, no ma'am.
She's very happy.
-You're not happy.
-Oh, yes I am.
-No, you're not.
-But I am.
I think it's just wonderful that
we're going to get a new car.
-Sure, who wants
to go to Hawaii?
Buying a new car is the best
investment for my bonus.
-Absolutely.
-Why blow the whole thing
on two weeks in Hawaii?
A new car is much
more practical.
-Of course, it is, dear.
-Alice.
-What is it?
-I'm tired of being practical.
Good old practical Henry.
For once in my life I'm going
to do something foolish.
-But Henry--
-Don't argue with me, Alice.
I've made up my mind.
We're going to Hawaii.
-Huh?
Oh, I'm sure it'll be all right.
Sure they're not
going to Hawaii.
OK, I'll tell Mom.
Give my love to Aunt Gertrude,
and tell her I hope it's a boy.
Bye, Grandma.
-Hi, Mom, there was a call--
-Dennis, guess what?
Your father and I
are going to Hawaii.
-Yes, we talked it
over and decided
we didn't need a new car.
-Who's going to take care of me?
-Your Grandmother.
-No she's not.
She just called, and I told her
you weren't going to Hawaii,
so she's going to
Philadelphia instead.
-Oh, dear.
-I'm sorry, Mom.
Looks like you'll
never get to Hawaii.
-All right, thank you very much.
I'm sorry Mr. Gilbert,
but there's only one seat
open on Flight .
-But I need two for
my wife and myself.
-Well, if there's
a cancellation,
I'll be sure and page
you, Mr. Gilbert.
-Thank you.
-Thank you.
-This seems to be
quite a popular flight.
-Oh, yes, it's booked
weeks in advance.
There you are, Mr. Wilson.
And have a good trip.
-Aloha.
-Thank you.
-Oh, thank you.
-All set, Eloise.
Next stop Hawaii, lolling on the
beach under the coconut trees.
And-- Louise, what's the matter?
-John.
What would you say if I
told you I'd rather not go?
-Not go?
But you've been hounding me
all year about this trip.
-I know, dear, but I keep
thinking about Alice.
-Well, stop thinking about her.
-Well, I can't.
That poor girl was
so disappointed.
She wanted to go so badly.
-But-- But we had a lot to
do with her disappointment.
When I think about
Alice, I just can't
seem to see myself having
a good time there, dear.
Couldn't we postpone our
trip until next year?
Now, dear, let's go home,
and invite the Mitchells
for dinner for our anniversary.
-Eloise!
-Please?
AIRLINE ANNOUNCER
(OFFSCREEN): Congo Airlines,
flight for Hawaii
now ready at gate .
All aboard, please.
-Well, if we're not going, I'd
better turn our tickets in.
Uh, Miss, I want to
cancel our reservations.
-Oh, well, is there
something wrong?
-Yes, my wife and I
are a perfect couple.
She has a soft heart,
and I have a soft head.
-Oh?
Is that the reason?
-That's the reason, yes.
-Well, then, we'll
have your check
mailed to you, Mr. Wilson.
-Well, thank you.
Is our baggage in there?
-No, they're taking it
out to the plane now.
-Oh, oh, thank you.
Eloise, they're taking
me out for a drink.
Mr. Gilbert, please report
to the Condor ticket
counter immediately.
Mr. Gilbert.
Mr. Gilbert.
-There's the ticket counter.
-Mr. Gilbert.
Please report to the
Condor ticket counter.
Mr. Gilbert.
-Excuse me, Miss.
Is there any chance of getting
three seats on flight
to Hawaii?
-There might be.
I can't see them anyplace.
They must be on
the plane already.
-Yeah, we'd better hurry
before we get left behind.
-Oh, there they are.
-Eloise?
-Alice, we were just
getting our baggage.
You'd better hurry, the
plane's going to take off.
-It doesn't matter.
Where not going.
-We are.
-What?
Well, Alice was so disappointed
that I decided to use my bonus
and take the whole family.
-Including me.
-Our tickets.
-Oh.
-Oh, Miss, I want
my ticket back.
-I'm sorry, Mr.
Wilson, I already
sold them to somebody else.
-Why did you do that?
-Well, you cancelled them.
Well, I've got to
have them back.
Who did you sell them to?
Maybe I can make
a deal with him.
-A Mr. Henry Mitcell.
-Isn't this heavenly?
-It's wonderful.
-Oh, my ribs.
-Ooh, that smells delicious.
-Genuine Hawaiian recipe.
Got it out of
"Popular Mechanics".
-Oh, what was that for?
For being such a nice
guy, and for letting
the Wilsons have their
plane reservations back.
-Well, it was their anniversary.
I imagine they're
in Hawaii by now.
Can't you just see Mr. Wilson
walking up to the room clerk
and saying--
-Hi, Henry.
-Why would he say that?
-John!
-What are you doing here?
-We wanted to ask you
the same question.
What are you doing here?
-Well, we were going
to take the next plane,
but when I started to
think about it calmly,
it made more sense to stay
home and buy a new car.
-That's exactly what we
thought you would decide.
Yes, but it didn't seem like it
would be any fun there at all
without our two favorite people.
-Oh, John, that's nice.
-Oh.
-But we are definitely going
on our next anniversary.
John promised.
Didn't you, John?
-Uh, well, what are we
standing around here for?
Let's get this do-it-yourself
luau on the road.
Oh, thank you.
-Oh, John, that looks marvelous.
[chattering]
-Give me a little room here.
-Mr. Wilson, Mrs. Wilson, I
thought you were in Hawaii.
-Well, we changed our mind.
-Dennis, you're soaking wet.
-I've been practicing
my surfing.
-Surfing, where?
-In the bathtub.
-In the bathtub?
With what?
-Your ironing board.
-My ironing--
-Don't worry, Mom.
I took the cover off.
[theme music]
-Hi, Dad.
-Hi, son.
-Oh, hello, dear.
-A special delivery
letter came for you.
Oh, I've been expecting that.
It's my bonus.
-I thought that's
what it might be.
-And you didn't even open it?
Boy, what self-control.
-Dennis, in this family, we
respect one another's privacy.
-That's right, son.
Your mother never opens my
mail, and I never open hers.
And neither one of
us ever open yours.
-You can if you want to.
All I ever get is a
letter from grandma
on my birthday with a $ in it.
And a card from grandma at
Christmas with $ in it.
And a catalog from
the Joke Company.
-Joke Company?
What did you ever buy
from the Joke Company.
-Any questions?
[theme music]
-Remember the twelfth.
Remember-- Eloise.
-Yes, dear.
-Eloise.
-What's the matter, dear?
That's the twelfth
time you've called me.
-No, it's the first.
-Ah, no, dear, the twelfth.
Remember, we wanted to
get married on the eighth
but you had to finish
that magazine article,
so we couldn't get
married until the twelfth.
-Oh, so that's what all these
subtle little hints are about.
Well, you don't
have to worry, dear.
If there's one thing I'll
never forget as long as I live,
it's the day I got married.
What did you do that for?
-I didn't like the
way you said that.
-I only meant that I know our
anniversary is the twelfth.
-John, you remember what you
promised me this anniversary?
-Promised you?
[singing hawaiian tune]
-Singing lessons.
-John.
Ooh!
-A gift certificate
for a chiropractor?
-John Wilson, you promised
me a trip to Hawaii.
-When did I do that?
-On our last anniversary
when you remembered
that you'd forgotten to take
me there on our anniversary
before that.
-Eloise, you know I have to
finish that magazine article.
What was the name of it?
-Why single men live
longer than married men.
-Bye, dear, have a good day.
-Thanks, honey.
-Oh, I wondered.
Have you given any
thought to what
you're going to do
with your bonus?
-Uh-huh.
But it's a secret.
-What are you going to
do with your bonus, Dad?
-Can you keep a secret?
-Sure.
-I'm going to buy a new car.
-Oh, boy, a new car.
-Shh.
I'd like it to be a surprise.
-Say, Dad, can I
tell Mr. Wilson?
-Well, I'd rather
you didn't, son.
Mr. Wilson's libel
to tell Mrs. Wilson,
and Mrs. Wilson is bound
to tell your mother.
And well, you know women,
they can't keep a secret.
-I dig you, Dad.
Have a good day.
-OK.
-Oh, Eloise.
-Don't Eloise me.
Hi,
-Mr. Wilson.
-Oh, hello, Dennis.
-Is Mrs. Wilson mad at you?
-Hoo-hoo, she certainly is.
-And you're laughing about it?
Boy, you sure are a
brave man, Mr. Wilson.
Well, eh, to tell you
the truth, Dennis.
Normally, I wouldn't be, but
this is a special occasion.
-You mean this time
you were right?
-Well, I'm always
right, otherwise,
there wouldn't be
any reason to argue.
No, you see, Mrs.
Wilson is a little upset
about an anniversary.
-You didn't forget it, did you?
-No, no, nothing like that.
I, uh, I promised to
take Mr. Wilson to Hawaii
for our anniversary,
and she thinks I'm not,
but I really am.
-Oh, I see.
-You're putting her on.
-That's right.
I'm putting her on.
-Boy, Hawaii.
-Shh.
Not so loud.
Look, I'm going downtown to
pick up the airplane tickets.
Want to ride with me?
-OK, but I'll have to
let my mother know.
-Oh, well, don't tell
her what we're going for
or she's sure to
tell Mrs. Wilson.
You know how women are.
-Yeah, they can't keep a secret.
Wait for me.
-I will.
Aaah!
Remember the twelfth.
How could I ever forget it?
I'll probably carry a scar
for the rest of my life.
-Now, let's see if I have
this right, Mr. Wilson.
That's two round-trip
tickets to Hawaii, flight ,
Condor Airlines for the twelfth?
-Right.
-And I'll have these tickets
delivered to your house
after they're confirmed
by the airline.
I have your address.
-Thank you very much.
Oh, uh, just a second.
If they're sent to my house,
and I don't happen to be,
my wife is bound to
open the envelope,
and that will spoil everything.
-Does Mrs. Wilson
open your mail?
-Doesn't your mother
open your father's mail?
-No, sir.
-Oh, things must be
heaven in your house.
-Hey, I've got an
idea, Mr. Wilson.
Why don't you send the
two tickets to our house
with Dad's name on
them like you did
Mrs. Wilson's present last year?
Then even Mom won't
know what it's for.
-Dennis, you're a bright boy.
-What's your father's name
and address, young man?
- Elm Street.
His name is Henry Mitchell.
Are you sure this
is for Mr. Mitchell?
-That's what it says
on the envelope, lady.
Sign here.
-All right.
Thank you.
Apex Travel Agency.
Dennis, in this family, we
respect on another's privacy.
Apex.
Apex Travel Agency.
-Doesn't Mr.
Mitchell live there?
That's the address the
little boy give me.
What was his name?
Donald?
-Dennis?
-That's right, Dennis.
There are two tickets to Hawaii.
Please be sure that
Mr. Mitchell gets them.
-Thank you.
Two tickets to Hawaii.
So that's what Henry
did with his bonus.
Yippee!
-Thanks for stopping at
the hobby shop, Mr. Wilson,
and for the soda.
-You're welcome, Dennis.
Oh, uh, don't forget
to tell your father
to be on the lookout
for those tickets.
-OK, Mr. Wilson.
Hi, Mom, going somewhere?
-It's just possible.
-Where?
-Dennis, do you and your father
have some secret between you
about what he's going to
do with his bonus money?
-Yes, ma'am, but
I can't tell you.
-It's all right,
dear, I think I know.
He's taking me to Hawaii.
-He is?
-Dennis, you know he is.
-No, ma'am, what I know
isn't what you think I know.
-It's all right, Dennis.
They delivered an
envelope for your father
from the Apex Travel Agency.
-And you opened it?
-Dennis, you know
better than that.
I called them up, and they
told me what was in it.
-Excuse me, Mom,
I'll be right back.
-Where you going?
-I'm going over
to see Mr. Wilson.
It's very important.
-Dennis, you said
that your mother never
opens your father's mail.
-She doesn't.
The name of the travel
agency was on the envelope.
Mom called them up, and they
told her what was in it.
-Oh.
Well, the main thing is that
Mrs. Wilson doesn't find out.
-John Wilson, guess
who's going to Hawaii?
-Who?
-Alice Mitchell.
She just told me.
-Mrs. Wilson you
don't understand.
-Oh, I understand perfectly.
Some people's husbands
take their wives to Hawaii.
Other people's husbands
just promise and never do.
-Boy, we're in real
trouble now, Mr. Wilson.
Mom thinks--
-Dennis, there's
nothing to worry about.
When your mother
finds out, she'll
just laugh off the whole thing.
-Isn't it wonderful, Mother?
I've always had my heart
set on going to Hawaii.
-Oh, but can't you go
to Philadelphia later?
You will?
Oh, thank you, Mother.
Thank you so much.
-Oh, I'm sorry I'm late, honey.
-You can be just
as late as you like
you great big,
wonderful man, you.
Oh, oh, sweetheart,
I almost forgot.
There's an envelope
on the table for you.
-Thanks.
Apex Travel Agency.
-I've got to talk to
you about those tickets.
-What tickets?
-The ones in the envelope.
-Hawaii!
-Shh.
Not so loud.
-Dennis, what's
going on around here?
I'm sorry, John, I've got to
tell Alice about those tickets.
-Oh, no, no, don't do it yet.
Alice would get on the
phone to Eloise and spoil
the whole surprise.
-But--
-Now, look, I haven't
had so much fun in years.
Oh, if you could only see
how mad Eloise is at me.
Ah, come on, be a pal.
Let me enjoy myself.
-Well, I don't know.
-What possible harm
could come from it?
-Mom's got one bag
packed already.
-What?
-If you don't tell
her soon, you're
really going to have
to take her to Hawaii.
-You're right.
Alice.
-Would you pour this
for me please, dear?
Oh, no, no.
You can't come in yet.
-Why not?
-It's a surprise.
-Surprise?
-Can't you smell it?
Mom's cooking your
favorite, roast duck.
-Oh, boy, this is getting
tougher by the minute.
Alice.
-Oh, Henry, you weren't
supposed to come in yet.
-Honey, I've got to talk to
you about this trip to Hawaii.
-Oh, sweetheart,
if you only knew
how I've always dreamed
about going there.
-Yes, but--
-White sand and the
blue Pacific, orchids,
tropical moonlight,
oh, we're going
to have such a wonderful time
together, aren't we darling?
-Yeah, sure, honey.
-Put this on the
table please, dear.
Sure, Mom.
-Alice.
Yes, darling?
-Oh, nothing.
Dawg gonnit.
-You chickened out
again, huh, Dad?
-Maybe I can help you.
-Well, somebody better.
I just don't know how I'm
going to tell your mother.
-Tell me what.
-That you can't go to Hawaii.
-Why not, Dennis?
-Well, who's going
to take care of me?
-Oh, that's right.
We can't leave Dennis
with a total stranger.
-Would you call Grandma
a total stranger?
-Grandma?
-I talked to mother,
and even though she
was planning to go to
Philadelphia in time
for Gertrude's baby,
she's coming here instead.
So you see, I have
nothing to worry about.
-Well, Dad, there's nothing
to do but enjoy the duck.
-That's right.
Tonight roast duck,
tomorrow cooked goose.
-Who's there?
-Uh, me.
-Well, what are you doing?
-I couldn't sleep.
-You woke me up to tell
me you couldn't sleep.
-John, you've got to
come over and tell Alice.
-Why?
-Well, you got me into this.
Look, its : AM.
-Well, I'm going to tell Eloise
what you're doing if you're not
over there first thing in
the morning to tell Alice.
-Don't do that.
-Tell Alice what first
thing in the morning?
-Uh, Henry isn't
taking Alice to Hawaii.
-You're not?
-I never had any
intention of taking her.
-Oh, no wonder you
couldn't sleep.
You're just as bad as John is.
-But--
-You two ought to start
a club, the brother rats.
-See what I mean?
-Come on, John, right now.
-Now Henry, I'm an outsider.
She's your wife.
You should tell her.
-Alice?
-Is that you darling?
-Alice, John Wilson's here.
He wants to talk to you.
-I'll be in as soon as I
finish the dishes, sweetheart.
-You hear that?
Sweetheart, Darling, Honey Lamb?
-It's worse than I thought.
-Hi, Mr. Wilson.
You going to tell
Mom the bad news?
-Dennis, I release
you from your promise.
You can tell your mother
anytime you want to.
I'll see you tomorrow.
-You got me into
this, and you're
going to get me out of it.
[phone ringing]
-I'll get it, honey.
Hello.
Oh, hello, Eloise.
Yes, he's here.
What?
What?
What?
Thank you.
-Dear, John has
something to tell you.
-We're not going to Hawaii.
-How did you find out?
-Eloise just called me.
Oh, well, as long
as you know, there's
no use my sticking around.
Aloha.
-Oh, no, you're going to explain
this whole thing to Alice.
-Well, I had the
tickets sent over here,
because I didn't want
Eloise to know about them.
I wanted the trip to be a
surprise for our anniversary.
-You see, you just
assumed they were for us.
-Well, why didn't
somebody tell me?
-I couldn't, Mom.
Mr. Wilson swore me to secrecy.
-And I didn't have the nerve.
-You know, this is pretty funny.
-You see?
I told you she'd laugh
about the whole thing.
-Yeah, Mom's a good sport.
-Then you're not angry, dear?
-Of course not.
Serves me right for
jumping to conclusions.
I think it's a wonderful
anniversary present Mr. Wilson.
Eloise must be so excited.
Oh, it's funny she
never mentioned it.
-Who's going to Hawaii?
Alice, are you sure?
Oh, that rascal, John.
-My dog has fleas.
My dog has fleas.
-May I see it, Mr. Wilson?
-Well, be very
careful of it, Dennis.
It's a genuine Hawaiian ukulele.
-Made in Japan.
-Good morning, you sweet
Hawaiian beach boy.
-Eloise, not in front of Dennis.
-Boy, Mrs. Wilson,
I bet you're all
excited about going
to Hawaii, huh?
-Oh, I certainly am.
Well, how's your
mother this morning?
-Fine.
She and my father went
downtown to look at a new car.
That's what my Dad's going
to do with his bonus.
-Oh, well, I'm glad to
hear she's not upset.
-Oh, no ma'am.
She's very happy.
-You're not happy.
-Oh, yes I am.
-No, you're not.
-But I am.
I think it's just wonderful that
we're going to get a new car.
-Sure, who wants
to go to Hawaii?
Buying a new car is the best
investment for my bonus.
-Absolutely.
-Why blow the whole thing
on two weeks in Hawaii?
A new car is much
more practical.
-Of course, it is, dear.
-Alice.
-What is it?
-I'm tired of being practical.
Good old practical Henry.
For once in my life I'm going
to do something foolish.
-But Henry--
-Don't argue with me, Alice.
I've made up my mind.
We're going to Hawaii.
-Huh?
Oh, I'm sure it'll be all right.
Sure they're not
going to Hawaii.
OK, I'll tell Mom.
Give my love to Aunt Gertrude,
and tell her I hope it's a boy.
Bye, Grandma.
-Hi, Mom, there was a call--
-Dennis, guess what?
Your father and I
are going to Hawaii.
-Yes, we talked it
over and decided
we didn't need a new car.
-Who's going to take care of me?
-Your Grandmother.
-No she's not.
She just called, and I told her
you weren't going to Hawaii,
so she's going to
Philadelphia instead.
-Oh, dear.
-I'm sorry, Mom.
Looks like you'll
never get to Hawaii.
-All right, thank you very much.
I'm sorry Mr. Gilbert,
but there's only one seat
open on Flight .
-But I need two for
my wife and myself.
-Well, if there's
a cancellation,
I'll be sure and page
you, Mr. Gilbert.
-Thank you.
-Thank you.
-This seems to be
quite a popular flight.
-Oh, yes, it's booked
weeks in advance.
There you are, Mr. Wilson.
And have a good trip.
-Aloha.
-Thank you.
-Oh, thank you.
-All set, Eloise.
Next stop Hawaii, lolling on the
beach under the coconut trees.
And-- Louise, what's the matter?
-John.
What would you say if I
told you I'd rather not go?
-Not go?
But you've been hounding me
all year about this trip.
-I know, dear, but I keep
thinking about Alice.
-Well, stop thinking about her.
-Well, I can't.
That poor girl was
so disappointed.
She wanted to go so badly.
-But-- But we had a lot to
do with her disappointment.
When I think about
Alice, I just can't
seem to see myself having
a good time there, dear.
Couldn't we postpone our
trip until next year?
Now, dear, let's go home,
and invite the Mitchells
for dinner for our anniversary.
-Eloise!
-Please?
AIRLINE ANNOUNCER
(OFFSCREEN): Congo Airlines,
flight for Hawaii
now ready at gate .
All aboard, please.
-Well, if we're not going, I'd
better turn our tickets in.
Uh, Miss, I want to
cancel our reservations.
-Oh, well, is there
something wrong?
-Yes, my wife and I
are a perfect couple.
She has a soft heart,
and I have a soft head.
-Oh?
Is that the reason?
-That's the reason, yes.
-Well, then, we'll
have your check
mailed to you, Mr. Wilson.
-Well, thank you.
Is our baggage in there?
-No, they're taking it
out to the plane now.
-Oh, oh, thank you.
Eloise, they're taking
me out for a drink.
Mr. Gilbert, please report
to the Condor ticket
counter immediately.
Mr. Gilbert.
Mr. Gilbert.
-There's the ticket counter.
-Mr. Gilbert.
Please report to the
Condor ticket counter.
Mr. Gilbert.
-Excuse me, Miss.
Is there any chance of getting
three seats on flight
to Hawaii?
-There might be.
I can't see them anyplace.
They must be on
the plane already.
-Yeah, we'd better hurry
before we get left behind.
-Oh, there they are.
-Eloise?
-Alice, we were just
getting our baggage.
You'd better hurry, the
plane's going to take off.
-It doesn't matter.
Where not going.
-We are.
-What?
Well, Alice was so disappointed
that I decided to use my bonus
and take the whole family.
-Including me.
-Our tickets.
-Oh.
-Oh, Miss, I want
my ticket back.
-I'm sorry, Mr.
Wilson, I already
sold them to somebody else.
-Why did you do that?
-Well, you cancelled them.
Well, I've got to
have them back.
Who did you sell them to?
Maybe I can make
a deal with him.
-A Mr. Henry Mitcell.
-Isn't this heavenly?
-It's wonderful.
-Oh, my ribs.
-Ooh, that smells delicious.
-Genuine Hawaiian recipe.
Got it out of
"Popular Mechanics".
-Oh, what was that for?
For being such a nice
guy, and for letting
the Wilsons have their
plane reservations back.
-Well, it was their anniversary.
I imagine they're
in Hawaii by now.
Can't you just see Mr. Wilson
walking up to the room clerk
and saying--
-Hi, Henry.
-Why would he say that?
-John!
-What are you doing here?
-We wanted to ask you
the same question.
What are you doing here?
-Well, we were going
to take the next plane,
but when I started to
think about it calmly,
it made more sense to stay
home and buy a new car.
-That's exactly what we
thought you would decide.
Yes, but it didn't seem like it
would be any fun there at all
without our two favorite people.
-Oh, John, that's nice.
-Oh.
-But we are definitely going
on our next anniversary.
John promised.
Didn't you, John?
-Uh, well, what are we
standing around here for?
Let's get this do-it-yourself
luau on the road.
Oh, thank you.
-Oh, John, that looks marvelous.
[chattering]
-Give me a little room here.
-Mr. Wilson, Mrs. Wilson, I
thought you were in Hawaii.
-Well, we changed our mind.
-Dennis, you're soaking wet.
-I've been practicing
my surfing.
-Surfing, where?
-In the bathtub.
-In the bathtub?
With what?
-Your ironing board.
-My ironing--
-Don't worry, Mom.
I took the cover off.
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