04x33 - Hawaiian Love Song

[bunniefuu]

-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.

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