04x14 - Windfall

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My Three Sons.

Starring Fred McMurray And as Bub, William Frawley.

Boy, that was a tough game.

Yeah, we made too many mistakes.

We need plenty of skull practice.

Yeah.

Let's.

Go, you guys.

We'll see you guys down at the field tomorrow.

What about the meeting?

Well, it's only for the club.

When you kids are old enough, you can become members.

Boy, we won't be old enough till we're 12.

Yeah, and by the time I'm 12, they'll be 14.

I'll never catch up.

I don't know.

If we keep doing things for them, maybe they'll take us in.

I sure hope so.

But I'll tell you one thing, Ernie.

They don't make us members soon.

I'm going to stop paying dues.

Me too.

Meet you over at your house after dinner?

Yeah.

See you later.

Hey, what are you doing?

What are you doing in there?

Don't worry, I'll get you out.

They're in the balcony, but what the heck of a
concert you can hear just as well from upstairs?

Hello, Sally.

How do you know it's Sally?

No, it's always Sally.

Hey, Rob, where you been so late?

You should have been home a half an hour ago.

Yeah, I know.

I had to go to the library, Bub.

Why do you go to the library on the day
I'm making a leg of lamb?

Bub, I had to check out these books.

Everybody's late tonight.

By the time I get this family together,
that leg of lamb will be an ankle.

Take it easy, boy.

I'll get you out.

What were you doing in there anyway?

You shouldn't be sticking your nose in
some place where it doesn't belong.

Boy, that's a pretty fancy collar.

Shallowdale, Brownlee, Huntington, the 3rd.

My dog's name is tr*mp, but I'm sure you wouldn't know him.

Oh, C.W.

Dudley, 114 South Elm Street.

Hey, I know where that is.

Come on, I'll take you home.

Oh, hi, fellas.

Hi, Dad.

I'm a little late.

I'm sorry if I held up dinner.

That's all right.

Hmm, smells like a leg of lamb.

Probably shrunk to a roast toe by now.

Who knows what it'll be by the time Chip gets home.

Isn't Chip here?

Where is he?

He's with his pal Ernie, where he always is.

Oh, why don't we call Ernie's house and
find out what's keeping him?

Just try and get the phone when he's talking to his girl.

They'll probably spend their honeymoon in a phone booth.

Mike, look.

Who's that?

Harnister, Douglas.

Oh, hi, Ernie.

Ernie, isn't Chip with you?

Isn't he home?

Well, no.

He was with you, wasn't he?

I left him at the clubhouse.

How long ago was that?

I don't know.

About an hour ago, I guess.

He said he was coming home.

Ernie, uh...

I want you to take me to that club.

I won't take you in, Mr. Douglas.

You're too old.

Hi, Dad.

Well, come in, come in.

Now, where have you been?

With Mr. Dudley.

Mr. Dudley?

Who's Mr. Dudley?

The man whose face you just slammed the door on.

The man whose...

Oh, I'm sorry.

Come in.

Thank you.

I didn't know you were out there.

That's quite all right.

Sorry to barge in on you like this.

Tried to reach you on the phone, but it's been busy.

Oh, Sally, I'll call you back later.

Yeah.

Mr. Dudley, this is my father.

Oh, how do you do?

Mr. Dudley.

Oh, and this is my grandfather, Bub.

Hello, Mr. Dudley.

And that's my brother, Mike.

Mr. Dudley.

And this is Ernie.

He's my best friend.

Well, you can all be proud of this young man.

He just saved the life of Chaldale Bromley Huntington III.

He did?

Well, are you Mr. Huntington's secretary?

Oh, no, no.

Chaldale is our dog.

Oh, I see.

With a name like that, I... Well, he
happens to be a very valuable show dog.

And if it hadn't been for this little hero, Chaldale
might never have won another blue ribbon.

Well, he was sort of stuck in this pipe
and he couldn't get out.

Well, Chaldale means a great deal to us.

We were frantic worrying about what had happened to him.

But thanks to Chip, he's home now.

Well, thank you for bringing Chip home.

We were just about to send our own dog for him.

Oh, and you have a dog, too?

tr*mp, yeah.

He's got a lot of ribbons, too, that he snatches off.

Lady's hat.

I see.

Well, Mr. Douglas, with your approval,
I'd like to give Chip a little reward.

Oh, thanks, Mr. Dudley, but I couldn't let
Chip accept money for what he did.

Well, I'd like to show my gratitude in
some way, Mr. Douglas.

Well, it's really not necessary, Mr. Dudley.

Well, at least let me do something for him.

I own Dudley's.

You mean the big sporting goods chain?

Yes, that's right.

Now, tomorrow's Saturday.

How about letting Chip come over to our main
store in the morning to pick out what he likes?

Now, you don't object to that, do you, Mr. Douglas?

Oh, of course not.

That'll be fine.

Oh, good.

I'll leave word.

You just tell the salesman who you are.

And thanks again, Chip.

Thank you, sir.

And goodbye.

It's been a pleasure meeting you all.

Goodbye, Mr. Dudley.

Goodbye, Mr. Dudley.

Goodbye.

Boy, did you hear that?

I get to pick out any toy I want.

Pick out something big.

You always get the little stuff on your birthday.

Chipper, I'm proud of you.

Well, Bub, we'd better eat.

I have a lot of work to do.

All right, it's ready.

Boy, how about me?

I turned out to be a hero.

Come on.

A hero will have a ticker tape parade later.

Let's eat.

I'll get a medal.

Well, will you join us, Ernie?

No, thanks.

I'll just come in and stand next to my best friend,
Chip, and see if he needs anything during dinner.

Wow.

Man, can you imagine having your own trampoline?

This is it.

Let's go tell the salesman.

Wow, look at this.

This is an inflatable light bulb that
inflates in 30 seconds.

All you have to do is pull something.

Yeah, and it has a smoke signal.

Wow, could we have fun with this?

Yeah, but look how expensive it is.

So what?

Mr. Dundee said you could pick out anything you want.

Yeah, but he couldn't meet something that cost that much.

It was only a small dog.

I better stick with the trampoline.

Well, son, have you picked out anything yet?

The trampoline.

Oh, the one over there near the drum set, huh?

What drum set?

Wow!

Take a look at that, Ernie!

Well, this is what I want.

Fine.

I'll get one from the back while you pick
out your other things.

What other things?

Mr. Dundee said you could pick out $250 worth of toys.

$250 worth of toys?

Or sporting goods.

You'll never need Santa Claus again.

That means I can take the lifeboat?

Yes, you certainly can.

Plus another $180.

$250 worth?

God.

Well, I'll take the lifeboat, these drums,
and that trampoline, and this r*fle,

and the machine g*n, and this airplane,
the chemistry set, and this telephone,

the microscope, this archery set,
and that volleyball, and the tennis ball,

and I'll take this plane, and that
punching bag, and that bicycle,

and that train set over there.

Bam!

Here are the kids now with a truck.

Oh, that's nice.

Chip picked out a toy truck.

Well, if that's a toy truck, they're doing
fantastic things with plastics nowadays.

Yeah, they do some great things with it, aren't they?

Hey, you guys, look what I got.

Look at this stuff.

He gave you all this?

Oh, heck.

I'm wasting my time studying.

I'm going to change my major to dog saving.

Hey, what's going on here?

Well, believe it or not, all of this stuff
is Chip's reward from Mr. Dudley.

$250 worth.

I thought he was going to give him a toy,
not a partnership.

Don't worry about it, Mr. Dudley can afford it.

He's got seven branch stores.

Now he's got eight.

Kid, would you do me a favor?

That dog ever gets lost again,
would you let one of my kids go after it?

Hey, you know, we're going to need some
screwdrivers and pliers to assemble.

Some of that stuff.

Yeah, I'll go get some tools in the garage.

Yeah, grab a hand.

Did Chip get all those things for his reward?

Yeah.

What a lot of loot.

Boy, he did all right for himself, didn't he?

Yeah, but if Chip gets all that stuff now,
what are you going to give him for his birthday?

Real estate?

Bub, you can't ask him to take them back.

Besides, if we've raised him properly,
and I think we have, all those toys aren't

going to spoil him or whatever you think
is going to happen to him.

Now, if you'll excuse me, Bub,
I have to finish this drawing by tonight.

Okay, okay, I've said my piece.

And just remember that when you're building that new wing.

It's a fuselage.

Well, whatever it is, it'll be made of
cloth, metal, and pieces of a little boy.

Hey, Chip, how's this?

Right here?

Hey, that's great.

Thanks, Rob.

Well, that just about does it, Chip.

Boy, thanks a lot, you guys.

It's okay.

Have fun.

Don't get bored.

Don't worry.

What do you want to play first, Ernie?

How about some feather ball?

Hey, yeah.

No.

Hey, let's play with the archery set.

What about some team song?

Yeah, that's a good idea.

Hey, let's play basketball.

No.

No, let's play football.

Boy, if we don't make up our minds pretty
soon, it'll be too dark to play anything.

Hey, look.

Cross your fingers.

In a minute, we may become tigers.

Pretty great, huh, Will?

Yeah.

He missed, Will.

That's the best tether ball they had in the whole place.

You need two people for that, Will.

Don't you think he knows that, Ernie?

That's an inflatable life raft.

I'm saving it till we get on the lake.

A whole club can fit in it.

You don't do it that way, Will.

You're supposed to punch it.

Don't you think he knows how to use a punching bag, Ernie?

How do you like everything, Will?

Yeah.

So you really want to be a tiger, don't you, kid?

Yeah.

What about the age limit?

You know you have to be at least 12.

Yeah, that's right, but... But he
looks 12, so we're changing the rule.

Anybody who looks 12 can be a tiger.

Well, what about Ernie?

He doesn't look more than 9.

Well, if he doesn't get in, I'm not joining.

Okay, Ernie, you look 12, too.

Now, you're both tigers.

Oh!

All right, man, show some sanity.

You two guys in pink.

Here you go, Chip.

They're ballin'!

All right, Dad.

What?

What?

What?

What?

What?

What?

I've worked around this house.

Those kids are making so much noise,
I've wrote four pencils.

What are you complaining about?

If they make you that nervous,
Bub, you shouldn't be using a knife.

I did this with a spoon.

Now, where are you going with the sandwich?

Well, I thought I'd go over and try to work in the park.

Steve, why can't they hold the Olympics someplace else?

Oh, Chip's having too much fun with his friends.

Fine friends.

They never showed up around here till the toys came up.

Well, maybe that's right, Bub, but now that they're here,
they'll have a chance to find out what a great kid Chip is.

Yeah, well, I hope he has a chance to find
out what great kids they are.

I'll see you, Bub.

All right.

I'm going, Chip.

What's the matter, Ernie?

Aren't you having fun?

Nobody wants to play with me.

Guy, Ernie, there's some mean things
around here you can play with.

Yeah, but it's not fun playing alone.

I'm going.

I'm going.

I'm going.

Come on, come on.

Hi, Chip.

Hi, Dad.

Finished your work?

Well, not exactly.

Where are all the fellas?

They all went home.

They'll be back right after lunch.

Yeah, I'm sure they will.

Chip, I just saw Ernie.

He wasn't too happy.

He tells me the older fellas wouldn't play with him.

Oh, gosh, Dad.

Maybe it's because he's just a kid.

He doesn't get along with older fellas like I do.

Well, Ernie isn't much younger than you are, Chip.

I know, but I act older.

And I look like a 12-year-old.

Ernie wasn't too young for you this morning.

He was your best friend then.

Well, he still is my best friend.

Only now, I have better best friends.

Chip, sit down.

Will you stop bouncing?

Do you really think these fellas are your friends, Chip?

Well, sure they are, Dad.

Didn't they let me into the club today?

And I've been trying to get in for a whole year.

That's just what I'm getting at.

Isn't it kind of strange that they wouldn't let you
into the club until today, after you got all these things?

Well, I guess so.

But now they know me better.

I think they think I'm okay.

Well, maybe they do, Chip.

But, uh, let's find out for sure, huh?

Come on, give me a hand.

What are you gonna do?

Come on, get off there.

Get your shoes on.

Let's go to the bottom of the desert, Chipper, yeah?

Everything's but that rubber boat.

Oh, yeah, I'm gonna get the rubber boat.

Hey, wait a minute.

I think they're coming.

Oh, come on, get the boat in.

Hey, Joe, come on!

Hurry!

I got it.

I got it.

I got it.

Get back.

I want to shut the door.

All right.

Hey, Chip, where's all our stuff?

Oh, my dad sent it all back to the store.

Well, why?

Well, he said we were making too much
noise and he couldn't get any work done.

Oh, come on, Chip, you can level with a fellow tiger.

Where are you hiding everything?

Well, it doesn't make any difference, does it?

We can go over to the clubhouse and horse around.

Come on, tigers, we might as well.

Let's go back to the clubhouse and horse around.

Oh!

You didn't.

Hear me.

I said, come on, tigers.

But you made me a tiger this morning.

Well, forget it.

All of a sudden, you don't look 12.

I said maybe 10.

But you already made me a member.

You've been dismembered.

So stop bothering us.

Why don't you go down to the store and play with your toys?

Help!

Get me out of here.

Are you.

Hurt?

No.

No, I'm all right, I think.

I just can't hear very well.

Well, you were sure right about the tigers.

What?

He says you were still right about the tigers.

Oh.

They're gone.

Boy, Dad, you're pretty smart.

Well, thanks, Chip.

Now, your smart father's going in and get cleaned up.

That was a mighty nice gesture, Chip, and I'm proud of you.

Thanks, Bub.

No kid needs that many toys anyway.

No, I guess not.

Uh-oh.

Looks like you're going to have company.

It's Ernie.

Let's go inside, Bub.

After the way I acted towards him, I'm ashamed to face him.

No, no, no, you can't run.

You'll be afraid to face yourself someday.

Well, good luck.

I'm.

Sorry for everything that happened.

The Tigers wanted to be my friends just
because of the toys.

Yeah, I...

Well, Bub, in spite of everything, I finally finished it.

I have to take it out to Joe Walters at the plant.

Well, let me see this thing that's been
giving you all the trouble.

Okay.

I'd like you to see it.

I'm kind of proud of it.

Be careful of it.

Isn't that something?

You know, Bub, this particular fuselage is about
the most intricate thing I've ever had to put on paper.

Well, I guess they're not making fuselages
like they used to.

Bub, would you call Joe Walters at the plant and call him?

Call him, I'm running a little late.

Look, up in the sky.

It's a bird.

It's a plane.

It's not Superman.

It's My Favorite Martian.

Stay tuned for two episodes of My Favorite
Martian during this twice as nice morning on TV Land.