07x26 - Opie's Piano Lesson

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Jet.

Jet.

Mm.

Jet.

What?

Jet.

Well, I've seen jets
before, goober.

Well, you two just ain't
interested in anything, are you?

Well, we're trying
to read, goober.

Besides, I probably know more
about jets than you do, anyway.

That was a .

Oh, I didn't look
at the numbers.

With a top speed
of miles an hour.

I knew it was
about that.

To put it another way,
queen Elizabeth

can get from London
to Mayberry in hours.

When's she comin'?

It's just
an example, goober.

Oh.

Well, she couldn't
land here, no way.

She'd have to set down
in mt. Pilot

and take the bus.

But, you know, when you stop
to think about things,

the world is makin'
a lot of progress.

Covered wagons
to the train.

From trains to airplanes.

Speed, speed.

Yeah, it's even happenin'

here in Mayberry, goob.

What?

In a small way,
of course.

Aunt bee told me that the dairy
is gonna replace

Walt Simpson's horse and wagon
with a truck.

You mean for the daily
milk delivery? Yeah.

Sure gonna seem
strange around here.

That horse Walt's got,
old Dolly,

she's been clippety-cloppin'
around town for years.

Yeah, well, I guess
the milk company figures

that Walt can do a faster job
with a truck.

Yeah, I suppose so.

Next thing you know,
they'll be

deliverin' the milk
by airplane.

It was just a joke.

Good old girl.

Don't have to tell you
when to stop.

Ain't a truck made yet
that can do that.

Morning, Opie.

Morning, Mr. Simpson.

You waiting
for Arnold?

Yeah.

Andy, what would you like
to have for supper?

Oh, I don't care.

Anything you say
will be fine.

Oh, you know,
that drives me out of my mind.

If you'd only make
a suggestion...

Just once.

Well...

Morning,
Andy, bee.

Oh, hello, Walt.
Oh, hello, Walt.

How are you doing?

Fine.

Fine, I guess.

Yeah.

I guess it's fine.

I don't know.

Hey, I-I hear they're going
to give you a truck.

You heard right.

Well, I suppose a truck
would be more efficient.

Oh, I don't know.

Seems that me and Dolly

have been pretty efficient,
ain't we?

Oh, yes, of course.

And I've always said

that neither rain
nor sleet nor...

That's a postman,
aunt bee.

Oh. Well, I think
that applies

to milk deliveries, too.

What's going to happen
to Dolly, Walt?

I bought her from the company.

They were going
to send her off some place.

I figured she'd be happier
with me.

Got a lot of room for her
to graze and take things easy.

Oh, that's very
considerate of you.

Yeah. Oh, uh, I'm going
to run up to my brother's place

for a little vacation
outside of Raleigh.

Ben Curtis
will take over here

for four or five days.

That's fine, Walt.

I'll see you
when I get back.

Have a good time.

Thanks. Bye.

Bye.
Bye.

See ya, ope.

Hey, Mr. Simpson.

Yeah?

I hear you'll be keeping
Dolly out on your farm.

Yeah, that's right.

Say, ope,
how would you like a job?

What do you mean?

Dolly here has to be fed
every day

while I'm gone
on my vacation.

Only will be a matter
of you riding out on your bike

and giving her some oats.

I'll pay you five dollars
for it.

Five dollars? Sure.

Really?
Yeah.

I won't be
home for lunch today.

Hey, paw!
Hey, paw!

Yeah?

Mr. Simpson's going
to give me five dollars

if I ride out and feed Dolly
while he's gone.

That's a mighty
generous offer

but I don't know as
you can handle that

with your school and
chores and everything.

I can do it, paw.

Can't I, Mr. Simpson?

That's up
to your paw, Opie.

Remember when you took
a job delivering papers?

Football games got in the way

and I wound up delivering them?

I'll be able to
handle everything.

I don't know, ope.

Please, paw?

Well, all right.

But it's your responsibility,
not mine.

Right, paw.

Fine, fine.

You'll find the oats
in the Barn.

Just give her
one bucketful a day.

Oh, she always gets jumpy
when she thinks

I'm socializing
during business hours.

Morning, Dolly.

I'll get your oats.

Here you go, Dolly... breakfast.

Come on, Dolly, eat your oats.

Come on, quit fooling around,
Dolly.

I got to get to school.

Hey, ope.

What are you up to?

Hi, goober.

What you doing
out here so early?

Earl foster
had a busted fuel pump.

I was supposed
to feed Dolly

but she won't eat.

Never met a horse yet

that didn't eat
like a horse.

Good, goob.

Hey, you know
something, ope?

Maybe she'd eat out
of one of them bags

you tie around her head.

I'll see if Walt's got
one here in the Barn.

Come on, Dolly, eat.

I haven't got all day.

Ope, found something better.

What's this for?

Once I had
this canary Louise

and she wouldn't
eat neither

so I figured
she was lonesome.

I couldn't afford
another canary

so I put a mirror
in her cage

and she fell in love
with her own reflection.

Maybe Dolly's lonesome
for the other horses

down at the dairy.

Yeah. Animals like to eat
with their own kind.

Hey, Dolly, look who's come
to join you for breakfast.

Old paint.

Now, what kind
of manners is that?

Not even looking
at your own guest.

I got to get to school.

I guess she's just not hungry.

Well, try again
tomorrow morning.

Put your bicycle in the truck
and I'll drive you

into town.

Okay.

Eat.

Here.

Well, I think this is
the information they wanted.

Okay, I'll send it right
to the county office.

Oh, hi, goob.
Goob.

Hey, Andy,
Howard.

I dropped
by to ask

if that horse has
eaten anything yet.

Not that I know of.

It's not because
Opie isn't trying.

I saw him
early this morning

pedaling out
to Walt's place.

He deserves a lot of credit
for taking on a job like that.

Five dollars is
pretty good incentive.

Five dollars?
Wow.

It's for a week's work.

That's not too much.

Let me tell you how much
I got for a day's work

when I was Opie's age.

I get up before daylight,
chop the neighbor's kindling

feed their chickens,
slop their hogs...

Oh, I know, goob...

I'm not finished.

Then I'd deliver groceries...

Yeah, but...

I'm not
finished yet.

Then I go over
to my daddy's garage

sweep up and pump gas

and you know how much

I got
for that?

A grand total of cents a day.

Well, couldn't get
a boy to do that now.

You couldn't get a boy
to do it then.

I quit after the first day.

Oh.

Well, I'll just put this
in the mailbox.

Oh, hi, ope.

Paw, it's about Dolly.

Now I told you

she's your responsibility,
not mine.

But I'm worried
about her.

She hasn't eaten
for three days.

Maybe she eats
when you're not around.

No. I measure
her oats.

She won't even eat
apples or sugar.

You got nothing
to worry about.

Horses are smart.

When she gets hungry,
she'll eat.

Hey, ope, I don't think
you got any problem.

You know, a horse
can live off its fat

for seven days.

That's a camel.

I'll be back in a minute.

Say, ope...

You know, when
I was a boy

I had a pony.

His name was fido.

Fido?

Sounds like
a dog's name.

Well, he sort of kind
of thought he was a dog.

He was always trying
to sit on my lap.

Anyway, he wouldn't eat
in the mornings either.

So, maybe Dolly's
the same way.

Maybe that's it.

So, I always fed fido
in the afternoons

and he'd gobble up
everything in sight.

Why don't you go try
to feed Dolly now.

Yeah. Thanks,
Mr. Sprague.

See ya, ope.

Bye, goob.

Hey, ope, remember

you've got to mow
the yard this afternoon.

Hey, ope.

Want to come over to my
house and play football?

I can't.
Got to mow the lawn.

Why don't you tell your
father your leg hurts?

Oh, Arnold,
I can't do tha...

Hey, Arnold.

Yeah?

Want to make a quarter?

Doing what?

Ride out to Mr. Simpson's
farm and feed Dolly.

I thought that's
what you were doing.

She won't eat
in the mornings.

I had a cat that
wouldn't eat... she died.

Dolly's not going to die.

Besides, it's only
been three days.

It was only three
days with my cat.

Look, I'll give you
cents.

I want to see if she'll eat
in the afternoons.

I'll do it for .

Okay.
In advance.

I haven't got
the money now.

Then it's .

Okay! Okay!

Just ride out there
and feed her.

Okay.

Arnold, what did you
bring her here for?

She wouldn't eat

and I got to thinking
about my cat

and I got scared.

Oh, for gosh sakes, Arnold.

And she felt warm.

I think you ought to call
a doctor, Opie.

Well, she doesn't
feel warm to me.

You got to take her right back.

My paw and aunt bee
will be home soon

and I'm liable
to be in real trouble.

I can't. I got to go home now.

Gee whiz, Arnold.

What are you
going to do?

I'll hide her
in the garage

for the night

and get up early
and take her back.

Come on, Dolly.

Come on.

I'll take you back
in the morning.

You going to tell
your pa she's in there?

You think I'm crazy?

Mmm!

I never thought
I'd change

my apple pie recipe,
but Clara said

she put a pinch
of nutmeg

in the apples while
they're simmering

and I thought
I'd try it.

I think
it picks it up.

Mmm, thank you.

You like it, Opie?

What?

The pie.

Oh, it's great.

You're quiet tonight.

Are you all right?

Sure, aunt bee. I'm fine.

He's probably just tired
from mowing the lawn.

Yeah.

Oh, Andy, I ran into
Sally Higgins today.

You remember
Sally Higgins.

Yeah.

What's that?

I have no idea.

What about Sally Higgins,
aunt bee?

Oh, yes. Well, I
was going to say...

What can that be?

Sounds like Fred hartley's
building something.

Yeah, it does,
doesn't it?

He's probably building
something.

That's just
how it sounds.

What about Sally Higgins,
aunt bee?

Well, um...

You know what he's building?

No, but I'm sure
he's building something

'cause it sounds like
he's building something.

If it sounds like he's building
something, he must be.

Maybe he's fixing
that fence.

Yeah, that's
probably it.

I believe I'll just
take a look and see.

Paw, Mr. Hartley
doesn't like it

for anybody
to watch him.

I watched him one time

and he didn't
like it at all.

Paw!

Milk is important,
isn't it?

Yeah.

It's healthy, it makes
kids grow and everything

and when you think of
who's been responsible

for delivering my milk
all these years...

...it kind of
makes you think

that if she's ever in trouble,
you ought to kind of help her.

What are you trying to tell me?

Dolly's in the garage.

All right,
let's have it.

Well... Arnold
went to feed her

'cause we thought she'd
eat in the afternoons

and I had to
cut the grass.

Well, she still
wouldn't eat

and Arnold had a cat

who died once
from not eating.

He got worried,
so he brought her back here.

Now I have to
pay him cents.

Didn't I tell you?

Didn't I warn you

it might be too much
for you?

I was going to take her
back in the morning.

You know you'd be late
for school.

First I'm delivering papers

and now
I'm taking a horse home.

Dolly!

Arnold brought
her here.

She hasn't eaten
for three days.

Well,
for goodness sakes.

Was that she making
all that noise?

Yeah. I really
didn't lie, paw.

I just said
it was probably

Mr. Hartley
building something.

Now, remember,
I said probably.

That's very borderline.

I'm worried
about her, paw.

I think we ought
to call the vet.

Well, she doesn't have
the sparkle in her eye

she used to have.

How can her eyes
have sparkle?

She knows she's not
supposed to be in my garage.

All I know is that if Opie
had the look this horse has

he'd go right to bed.

Aspirin, hot bath,
and forced liquids.

Don't you know anything
about horses at all, paw?

I'm not that
kind of sheriff.

Well, I agree with Opie.

We should have Dr. Roberts here
the first thing in the morning.

I know, Dolly,
we all have to go sometime

but you haven't had any chance
to enjoy life.

Just work, work, work.

Aunt bee!

You've got to call him now.

I'll call him.

Thanks, paw.

Well...

Heart's okay.

Respiration's good.

Temperature's normal.

Lungs are clear.

Hasn't eaten for
four days, huh?

That's right.

Well, not going to hurt her

to be off her feed
for a few days more.

But for the life of me

I can't figure out
what ails her.

Doctor, do you know
what I'm thinking?

Now, I know
it's a silly idea.

What?

Well, maybe she's
not eating

because she misses Walt.

They are very
close, you know.

Not silly at all, bee.

Horses can get emotionally upset
just like people.

Walt will be back
day after tomorrow.

Maybe the crisis
will be over by then.

Could be.

Could be that.

Know something, bee?

What?

I might start calling
you in for consultations.

Oh, doctor.

Well, I'm sure glad
you're back, Walt.

Oh, that crazy old nag,
getting everybody upset.

Well, just look at you.

Got more ribs showing
than a two-dollar umbrella.

You ought to be ashamed
of yourself.

Well, now that old Walt's back,
you just watch her go.

Come on, there.

Here you are, girl...
Dig in.

Well, I'll be danged.

Come on, girl,
stop fooling around.

Come on here, now eat.

What do you think, Walt?

Well, I don't know, Andy.

Nothing like this
has ever happened before.

It's a real mystery.

Doctor says
nothing's wrong with her.

If she didn't miss you,

I don't know what else could
go wrong in a horse's life.

Huh. I wish I knew.

I wish I knew, Andy.

Well, if she ain't lonesome
for Walt

what can it be, then?

I don't know, goober.

I just don't know!

Well, maybe Walt should
call in a specialist.

There are
no veterinarian specialists.

There should be.

Horses are made up
of different things

just like people.

I keep telling you

when that horse
gets hungry enough, she'll eat.

Andy, no matter what you say

it ain't natural not eating
like this.

And, Andy, you're the
sheriff of this town.

What's that got to do
with anything?

Well, didn't you take
an oath or something

about when an
emergency arises?

I don't think
they were referring

to this kind
of emergency.

Oh, well, if you're
going to split hairs.

Well, I got to go to work.

Hear anything, let me know.

Well, good-bye, Andy.

Well, what time's supper?

Haven't made up
my mind yet.

Come on, Dolly.

Why don't you eat?

Can I put in a day's work

when I know
you're starved to death?

Oh, hi, ope.

Hi, Mr. Simpson.

Anything yet?

No.

How much longer
can she go on like this?

Well, I'd... say not too...

Good-bye, Dolly.

I'll see you when I get home.

I've still got a job to do.

Oh, uh... Opie,
I almost forgot.

Here you are.

No, thanks, Mr. Simpson.

I didn't do my job.

Well, you tried.

You're a good boy, Opie.

I just can't
figure that out.

Mr. Simpson! Come here!

I think I figured it out!

What?

Look!

That's why she
isn't eating.

She wants to go
back to work!

Look!

See?

You know, you're
right, boy.

She didn't want
to be retired.

That's what's
been bugging her.

Now, looky here, Dolly.

There's nothing
I can do about it.

The dairy says it's
efficiency and progress.

There isn't anything
you can do?

Well, if it was my dairy

she'd still be making
the rounds with me.

Well, my paw
always told me

where there's a will,
there's a way.

Well, isn't that
a sight?

You sure came up

with the
solution, ope.

Well, the idea
came from Dolly.

But she's got
her appetite back.

Oh, I wonder what the dairy
company's going to say to that.

What can they say?

Walt's driving
the truck.

Well, hello, Walt.

Walt,
good morning.

Good morning.
Good morning, Opie.

Well, how's
Dolly doing?

Oh, fine. Fine.

Now she thinks she's pushing
instead of pulling.

Oh.

Well, it all goes
to prove one thing.

What's that, Howard?

That horses really
are dumb animals.

That Dolly had a chance
to retire and take things easy.

Instead, she wants to go
back to work.

Well, I'll tell you
one thing.

I got an annuity
that pays off when I'm ,

and that's the day
I stop the old daily grind.

Gonna retire, huh?
Yep.

What are you gonna do
when you retire, Howard?

Well, I'll give you
a typical day.

Gonna get up
in the morning,

have a little breakfast,
read the paper,

putter around the garden
for a while,

come into town,
have some lunch at the diner.

Spend a couple hours
visitin' friends,

go home,
read the evenin' newspaper,

have a little dinner,

go to bed.

That'd be
your typical day, huh?

Yep.

Let me ask you something.
What?

Did that sound as dull to you
as it did to me?

Sounded pretty dull.

I'd probably go crazy,
the first week.

I guess that horse knew
what she was doing.

That's a smart horse.

Real smart.