[doorbell ringing]
-Oh, good morning.
-Morning, ma'am.
It's a COD, $..
-$.?
-And $., addressed
to Dennis Mitchell.
-To-- to Dennis?
-Oh, boy!
My rocket kit!
You send in your
name and address
and they send you one COD.
Mom, what does COD mean?
-Dennis!
[theme music]
-Son, your mother thought
it would be a good chance
for you and me to have a--
a little chat about all
these weird things we're
finding in our bureau drawers.
If it isn't old bottle
caps, it's oyster shells.
If it isn't oyster shells,
its old used shotgun shells.
It's just got to stop.
Now what do you say?
-OK.
-OK, what?
-OK, I'll take the fish
hooks outta your socks.
-Fish hooks in my socks?
-Don't worry, Dad.
My fish hooks are right in
this good old cigar box.
Wouldn't want to
lose any of these.
-Oh!
Why put them in my bureau?
-Because my bureau's
full of stuff.
-We're just gonna have
to figure something out.
You're getting to be
a regular pack rat.
-Gee, Dad, you sure got
a lot of pennies there.
-Yeah, I found a
real old one today.
Yeah.
.
-Don't worry.
It's worth just as
much as a new one.
-Say, that may be the answer.
-The answer to what?
-To your collecting.
Instead of this--
this junkyard, you
could use this penny to
start a penny collection.
It might be very interesting.
-Do you mean I could be a coin
collector, like Mr. Wilson?
-That's right.
We can go over to Mr. Wilson's
right after dinner tonight.
I'm sure he'd be very happy
to give you some pointers.
Would you like that?
-I'll say!
And boy, will Mr. Wilson
be happy when he learns he
has a new coin collector
right next door!
[g*nf*re on tv]
[woman screaming on tv]
MRS. WILSON (OFFSCREEN): George!
-Oh, Martha!
[whistle on tv]
-Just one more.
Please!
-No, George.
Not another one.
You've become a regular
addict to these police shows.
You're ruining your nerves.
-Well, Martha,
just let me finish
seeing Turtle Street b*at and
Dan Raven's Fourth Private Eye,
and then I'll go
straight to bed.
-And toss and turn all night.
Last night you kept telling
me to stick up my hands.
[g*nf*re on tv]
-Martha, you're right
in the line of fire.
[doorbell ringing]
-Oh, for Pete's
sake, who's that?
-Hi, Mrs. Wilson.
-Come on, in!
[g*nf*re and sirens on tv]
-I'm gonna be a coin collector.
-We've come over to ask
Mr. Wilson for some advice.
-Oh, good!
Maybe this will take his
mind off those private eyes.
George!
-Just a minute.
Turtle Street b*at's
almost finished.
Martha!
-George, you have guests.
-Oh, Mitchell.
Dennis, well, where
did you come from?
-Mrs. Wilson let us in.
-She did?
Oh!
Oh, I'm sorry, Mitchell.
I tell you, these cops
and robbers stories
can really get
quite a hold on you.
Would you like to see the
finish of Turtle Street b*at?
I could turn it back o--
-George.
-Uh, oh.
Oh, I'm sorry, Martha.
[chuckling]
-Well, Mitchell, uh, uh,
what can I do for you, hm?
-Well, I found an old
penny in my change today,
and we thought we'd start a
penny collection for Dennis.
-Isn't that swell?
-Well, it's an
improvement over some
of the other collections
you've started.
Oh, a Lincoln head.
Well, in this condition,
it's worth about $ ..
You sure you don't want to
see the end of Turtle Street?
-Oh, George!
-The value of it isn't
important, Mr. Wilson.
I thought it would make
a good hobby for Dennis.
-I could be a coin
collector like you!
-Oh, well, Dennis, I'm sorry.
But you've just no idea what
you're getting yourself into.
You see, to start a real
penny collection means
finding a penny for
each of the years.
From each of the mints
for each of the years.
Why, it's a tremendous task.
If you're really
worked at it, you'd
hardly have a minute
to do anything else,
and-- I think it's a
wonderful idea, Mitchell.
I'll be glad to help him!
Ha, ha, ha.
-It will probably make an
absorbing hobby for him.
-Why, it'll keep him
occupied for years.
Ha, ha!
Oh, uh, well, I think I have a--
a couple of old penny folders
right here in the desk.
Oh, yes.
Here they are.
-Uh, I'd be glad to pay
for them, Mr. Wilson.
-Oh, don't even give
it a thought, Mitchell.
Now, Dennis, yes.
You see right here?
You put your right in
that little hole, right there,
and you're off to a grand start!
There you go.
Goodbye and good luck!
-But I thought we were gonna
be coin collectors together?
-Oh, no, Dennis.
No.
Ha, ha.
Uh, th-that's one of the great
things about coin collecting.
You see, it's a one-man hobby.
-Is it fun?
-Oh, yes!
It's All kinds of fun.
Why, when you find
an penny, it's
like, uh, coming across a
beautiful flower on the desert.
Now if I were you,
I'd go right home
and start looking through all
the old pennies I might have,
right away!
-Swell!
-Uh, Dennis!
-Huh?
Oh, thanks for the
folders, Mr. Wilson.
-Thanks, very much, Mr. Wilson.
-Not at all.
-Goodnight.
Goodnight, Mrs. Wilson.
-Goodnight.
I hope Dennis' penny collection
won't be any problem to you.
-Oh, for Pete's sake, Martha.
How could a little boy
starting a penny collection
be any problem?
-You see, son, just
from the penny jar
we've found most of the
s, and some of the s.
-But how am I gonna find all
the rest of these pennies?
-Well, as I told ya, son,
part of the fun of a penny
collection is finding the
old ones in your change.
-But I don't get much change.
-Well, you can,
of course, always
look through any
pennies in my change.
-And every night
when I come home,
we'll check over my pennies.
-Also, whenever you take
bottles back to the store,
you can ask Mr. Quigley to give
you the money all in pennies.
-Say, that's right!
I'll go see Mr. Quigley
first thing in the morning!
-Aw, don't sh**t!
Don't sh**t!
I-- I didn't mean to rob you
of your pennies, Mr. Brooks.
No, no, no.
I was just wanting
to look them to help
my little friend,
Dennis Mitchell.
No, don't sh**t!
Don't sh**t!
-George!
George, wake up.
-Ugh!
-You were having a nightmare.
-Oh!
-What were you dreaming about?
-Who are my nightmares
always about?
-You mean whom, dear.
-I mean Dennis.
-That's good, take
your nerve medicine.
Ew!
Now it's Dennis and his
blasted penny collection.
You know, Martha, I have a
premonition that somehow,
some way, all of this is
going to lead to catastrophe.
-Oh, George!
-[sigh]
-Dennis and his
penny collection.
Oh, fiddle-faddle.
[glass clinking]
[clunk]
[glass clinking]
-Dennis!
What in the world are
you doing down here?
It's only o'clock!
-It's all right, Dad.
I'm just getting these
empty bottles together.
I want to get an early start.
-Dennis, you can't take
'em back to the store
until the store opens.
-But I want to check the
alleys before the store opens.
-Dennis, even the
allies aren't open yet.
Come on back to bed.
-Here's some coffee, dear.
It will make you feel better.
-Oh!
[sigh] Thank you, Martha.
Oh, I feel as though I'd
slept about minutes.
Why, I know cats in
this neighborhood who
get more sleep at
night than I do.
-I slept well.
But then, I don't get
myself all wrought up
over those silly police shows.
-Now, Martha, the only reason
I had that little dream
last night about
robbing the armored car,
is because I haven't been
getting enough exercise.
It had nothing to do whatever--
DENNIS (OFFSCREEN):
(SHOUTING) Oh, Mr. Wilson!
-Psych!
-Now, George.
I'm sure your toast is ready.
[bottles clanging]
-Are you doing your
exercises, Mr. Wilson?
Can you touch your toes, yet?
-Well, whatever I'm
doing, Dennis, I
don't need any help from you.
-I happened to be up
early on some business,
and thought I'd say hello.
-Well, hello and goodbye.
Now, if you don't mind, I
intend to go back in the house
and lie down and try
and get some rest.
-Don't you want to know what
business I'm up early on?
-I know what business
you're up early on,
because I can see your
coaster wagon full of bottles.
-Say!
Speaking of bottles,
there's a couple
that sure seem in the way.
After I sell 'em, I'm gonna
get pennies for my collection.
-Dennis, I was planning on
returning my own bottles!
-That way, you can have an ice
cream cone any time you want,
without asking Mrs.
Wilson, huh, Mr. Wilson?
-Dennis, I can have an
ice cream cone any time--
you-- oh, here, for Pete's sake.
Take the bottles.
Let me go back in and lie down!
-Thank you.
Say!
Do you suppose there
might be an empty bottle
in that old barbecue
cabinet over there?
-All right, Dennis.
All right!
I'll give you a couple more.
-Jeepers, Mr. Wilson,
you sure haven't
been taking your
bottles back, very well.
-Oh, Dennis, don't lecture.
Just take the couple and go.
MRS. WILSON (OFFSCREEN):
George, what are you doing?
-For Pete's sake, Dennis.
Now you've spoiled everything.
I told Mrs. Wilson I had all
of those bottles cleared out!
-So, that's what you've been
doing with the empty bottles.
You haven't bothered to
take them back, at all.
Dennis, you can have them.
-Gee!
Thanks, Mrs. Wilson.
-Martha, I have a premonition.
I know in my bones that
Dennis' penny collection
is going to be
more trouble to me,
than-- well, than
Sherman was to Georgia!
-You want what, Dennis?
-I'd like to have the money
all in pennies, Mr. Quigley.
-What are you trying to do,
corner the copper market?
-No, sir, I'm starting
a penny collection.
-Uh, Mr. Quigley, will you ring
these up for me right away?
I'm in a hurry.
-Yes, certainly, Mrs. Henderson.
Um, here, Dennis, uh--
there you are, Dennis.
-What are these?
-Those are rolls
of pennies, Dennis.
There are pennies
in each roll.
-How do you know?
-Because the bank says so.
-Suppose they made a mistake?
-Uh, Dennis, now look.
The two rolls are
exactly the same length.
That means that there
are the same number
of coins in each roll.
-They could both be wrong!
-Dennis, believe me.
-Do you mind if I count them?
Jeepers!
pennies are a lot!
if you'll just raise up that
wooden grating, Mr. Quigley,
I'll help you find them.
-Never mind, Dennis,
I'll find them.
Now here.
That'll replace that roll.
And take them home
and count them!
And-- and if there are only
pennies in the roll,
I'll-- I'll change banks.
-No, what happened
to my loose ones?
-Oh, excuse me.
, , , , --
-I think you got two
together, there, Mr. Quigley.
-Oh, Dennis, here.
Now there are at least
pennies there.
Now please, take them and go!
-Gee, thanks, Mr. Quigley.
Jeepers!
Of all the pennies Mr. Quigley
gave me for my bottles,
you'd think we'd have
this folder full!
-Yeah.
You didn't find a single
one you could use.
-I'll just have to go back
to Mr. Quigley's and trade
these for two
other rolls, Tommy.
-Do you think he'll mind?
-Mr. Quigley?
Heck no.
Why, I give him more bottle
business than anyone in town.
-Oh, hi, Mr. Wilson!
-For heaven's sake, Dennis.
Where did you come from?
-From home.
I've got to trade these back to
Mr. Quigley for two new rolls.
-Well, Dennis,
you never just ask
a merchant to
trade your pennies.
You wait until you're
making a purchase.
-Aren't you making a
purchase, Mr. Wilson?
-Oh, all right.
Here.
I'll trade them for you.
-Say!
Did I show you this
swell, dirty penny
I forgot to put in the folder?
-Oh, great Scott!
Dennis, now look
what you've done!
-You dropped it Mr. Wilson.
Don't worry, I can get it.
-Dennis, what are you doing?
Dennis, those are eggs!
For heaven sakes!
-All right, next.
A loaf of bread
and six dozen eggs.
Heh, heh!
Going on a picnic?
They're mighty good deviled.
-Oh, don't be an idiot, Quigley.
All I want's the bread.
-Well, then what are
you doing with the eggs?
-Well, uh, Dennis
is down here trying
to find a rare penny
he dropped into them.
-Oh.
-Hi, Mr. Quigley.
I found it.
-Yeah, well, all those pennies
I gave you an hour ago, you
should have found one
celebrating the Boston Tea
Party!
Now them, what about this bread?
Do you want it, for cash?
-Oh, of course.
And would you mind trading
Dennis two other rolls
of pennies for these, please?
-Don't either one of you
know where the bank is?
Oh, I'll have to get them
out of the cash box in back.
-Boy!
There's just about
the swellest, oldest,
dirtiest penny I ever saw!
[gasp]
-Dennis!
Never reach into a
merchant's cash register.
-But all I wanted to do
was look at that old penny.
-Well, I know, Dennis.
I know, that's all
you wanted to do.
But the merchant
doesn't know that.
All the merchant
knows is, that he
sees a little boy
reaching in his-- agh!
[alarm sounding]
-Now look what you've done!
-I didn't touch it!
-Oh, great Scott!
-Well!
I knew I'd catch somebody some
day with his hand in the till.
That's why I wired it!
But I didn't expect
it to be you, George.
-Oh, Quigley, get my
hand out of there!
-Well, what's it doing in there?
-I was trying to
teach Dennis never
to reach into a
merchant's cash register.
-That's a mighty funny
way to teach him.
-Oh, Quigley don't be a fool!
Dennis is working on
a penny collection,
and he saw an old
penny in your register
and he started to reach for it.
And I told him not
to, and so I reached
for it to show him he shouldn't.
And-- oh, Dennis, haven't
you got anything to say?
-I sure have.
Don't forget to change
the penny rolls.
-Oh!
Get my hand out of there!
-Well, how do you like that?
Boy, we sure went
through those in a hurry.
-There ought to be
a law that banks
have to put more old
pennies in each roll!
-Heck yes, for swell
little kids like us.
-When we go up, maybe we can get
a job at the bank, and do it.
-I'd sure like to
work at a bank.
I'd just sit there all
day and pick out pennies.
-What will we do now?
-Well, since we don't work at a
bank, yet, the only thing to do
is go down to the drugstore
for two more rolls of pennies.
-Why don't we go Mr. Quigley's?
-I think we had better
go down to the drugstore.
I'm not gonna bother Mr.
Quigley, again, until tomorrow.
-I'll be back soon as I can.
Goodbye.
DENNIS (OFFSCREEN):
(SHOUTING) Hello, Mr. Wilson!
-You see, Martha, you see?
These premonitions
of mine always work.
I'm going back in and go to bed.
-Now, George, don't be silly.
You're a grown man.
Certainly you can
cope with Dennis.
-Oh, you're right, Martha.
You're absolutely right.
After all, he's only a little
boy with a penny collection.
I just won't let it bother me.
-Hi, Mr. Wilson.
Could you give us a
ride to the drugstore?
We want to change these pennies.
-You could give the
boys a lift, George.
-Yes.
I'll do it.
It'll be good therapy.
I'll do better than
the drugstore, boys.
I'll take ya to the bank
-Gee, thanks!
-See ya later, Martha.
Come on, boys.
-What do we do now?
-Well, Dennis,
you and Tommy wait
right here till I
can see Mr. Matthews.
And then I'll trade
your penny rolls for you
when we get to the bank.
-Yes, sir.
-Oh, good grief!
There's Matthews
leaving his office now,
and I've got to catch up to him.
-Oh, oh, Dennis, put a
penny in the parking meter.
I'll pay ya back.
Uh, uh, Mr. Matthews!
Mr. Matthews!
-Jeepers!
Tommy, I don't have a
penny, only these rolls.
Do have one?
-Nope.
Put a penny from one of
the rolls in the meter.
-No!
We've got to keep these rolls
full or we can't trade them.
-What will we do?
-I know, we'll go into a
store, trade the rolls,
then pick out a worthless
one and put it in the meter.
Let's hurry.
-Yeah!
-Hey, here's a worthless one.
I've already got on of these.
There!
-Great Scott!
Is this a parking ticket?
-Where?
-Oh, right here.
Well, I see you put a
penny in the parking me--
-Dennis, just what
did the officer say?
-We didn't see any officer.
-We didn't even see a cop.
-Dennis, just when did you put
the penny in the parking meter?
-Just now.
Say, I'll bet that
parking cop came along
while were in the
store getting a penny.
Do you suppose that's
what happened, Mr. Wilson?
-Oh!
How is it possible to
get into such trouble
just by helping a little
boy with a penny collection?
Come on.
Get in the car!
[sigh]
-There, I have personally put
a penny in the parking meter.
-Jeepers, Mr. Wilson.
Did you notice the date on it?
-It was a .
But it was my own penny.
And it's now in the meter.
Now, boys, do you suppose you
could wait right here until I
can go into the
bank for a minute?
-Yes, sir.
-Yes, sir.
-Well, good.
And you behave yourselves, now.
-Boy, there must be a jillion
pennies in that money truck!
Come on!
Hey, do you happen to have
any pennies in your truck?
-Yeah.
-Well, I'm a penny collector.
And I'm wondering if it
would all right if we looked
through the pennies
in your truck?
-Oh, sure!
Scram kid!
-Gee, thanks!
-Great Scott!
Dennis!
Get away from there!
Run for your lives!
Since the Brook's robbery
they sh**t to k*ll.
It's said so on TV last night!
Run!
-But, Mr. Wilson.
-Come on, Dennis.
Run!
-But, Mr. Wilson, my
suspender's caught!
-Oh great Scott!
[whistle blowing]
-Oh!
[whistle blowing]
-OK, reach!
I might have known this
kid g*ng had a brain.
-Ugh.
Oh, ooh!
-Excuse me, mister.
But would you please try
to get my suspender loose?
It's caught on your door.
-Get the kid, loose, Mike.
And then we'll all take a
little trip to the station.
-Oh, Martha!
-Come on.
-Well, there are all
your personal belongings,
Mr. Wilson.
I'm glad everything was
all straightened out.
-Oh, thank you.
Thank you.
A natural mistake.
-Everything's gonna be
all right now, Mr. Wilson.
-Oh, thank you, Mitchell, for
coming down to get me out.
Oh, did you get a call
through to Martha?
-Yes, I d--
-George!
-Oh, here she is now.
-Oh, George!
George are you all right?
-Yes, it's all right.
-Honey, everything's
gonna be all right.
-Take these, will you?
Fine, loyal, Henry Mitchell
came down here to release me.
-Well, actually, he was
already sprung, Mrs. Wilson.
As soon as the Mitchell
kid told us what happened,
we knew this was one
day the guy never
should have got out of bed.
-Hey, Wilson?
-Ho, ho.
Well, uh, Mooney,
where are the boys?
Are they giving
the third degree?
[running]
-Hi, Mom.
Hi, Dad.
-Oh, my baby.
-Hi, everybody.
-You boys all right?
-Heck, yes.
Wait till I tell ya.
Chief Stewart let Tommy and me
look through a whole mountain
of pennies from all the
parking meters in town.
From my two rolls we got
some of the swellest, oldest,
dirtiest pennies you ever saw!
-Oh, you did, Dennis.
Did you find any
really old ones?
-I'll say!
We found three of these.
One for me, one for
Tommy, and one for you.
-Oh, Dennis, don't bother
Mr. Wilson with pennies now.
-Great Scott!
A D. I've been looking
for one of these for years
to complete my own
penny collection.
-You see, Mr. Wilson?
I told you we could be good
coin collectors together.
I'll come over tomorrow and
we'll get started on nickles.
Mr. Quigley's got
a cash drawer full!
-Mr. Quigley?
Oh, no.
You have the keys, Martha.
Take me home.
[theme music]
02x14 - Dennis' Penny Collection
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Follows the Mitchell family – Henry, Alice, and their only child, Dennis, an energetic, trouble-prone, mischievous, but well-meaning boy, who often tangles first with his peace-and-quiet-loving neighbor, George Wilson, a retired salesman, and later with George's brother John, a writer.
Follows the Mitchell family – Henry, Alice, and their only child, Dennis, an energetic, trouble-prone, mischievous, but well-meaning boy, who often tangles first with his peace-and-quiet-loving neighbor, George Wilson, a retired salesman, and later with George's brother John, a writer.