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In the back seat, her young lady named Francie, and a young man named Mike, something or other. The whole thing sounds something like this. Wait, isn't it Marjorie? Yeah. Sorry, Marjorie, couldn't stop it. Well, good night everybody. Good night, Marjorie. So are Marjorie. I'll go to the door with you. See you tomorrow night, Marjorie. I don't know what's going on. Oh, we'll cook up something. What? Oh, something, maybe just the two of us, huh? Just the two of us? Come on, open the door. There's just not the lady in there. They're so smart. Oh, my goodness. What's the matter? I haven't got my key. Oh, gosh, what do you do about that? I'll have to ring and wake him up. You better beat it, Jerry. He'll be awful mad when he comes down. I'm not afraid of him. You're not? Well, just the same. It'll be easier if you're not just standing here with me. Well, okay, Marge, whatever you say. But if he gets tough... You better go. Marge. Please go, Jerry. I think I hear him coming. You do? Okay, I'll call you tomorrow. Oh, wait. Sorry, Yankee. I thought I had a key. Stop that racket out there. Come in before I freeze to death. I do not propose to discuss your conduct at this time, young lady. Decent people like myself have been trying to get some sleep. I'm sorry, Yankee. As the person who is responsible for your welfare, I need sleep. I'm sorry, Yankee. Well, you'll be sorry in the morning. You'll be... Let me smell your breath, young lady. What for? Well, lucky thing for you, you haven't been smoking. Now go to bed. I bet she's getting a little extra rest, Leroy. She didn't get home till the middle of the night. She and some gang of roughnecks hollering and yelling out there in the street after 12 o'clock. I didn't hear a thing. You're subnormal. I'd like to have a lot of fun out there. Oh, they wake you up, Bertie? No, sir. I was awake. But I heard them out there talking and laughing. Sound like a lot of fun. That's not the sort of fun we approve, Bertie. No, sir. Sound like fun all the same. You know how young folks is, Miss Chelsea. Not necessarily. Yes, sir. It's graceful riding around on some kid's motorcycle, backfiring and yelling. Motorcycle? It was probably a hot rod. What? Hop it up. Well, it makes more noise than anything else. Good morning, Yankee. Hi, Maud. I trust you enjoyed your night's repose, Miss Forester. I slept all right. Oh, you did. Well, it might interest you to know that after I went back to bed, I didn't sleep a single wink the rest of the night. I'm sorry. Had bad dreams, too. Now, who was with you last night making all that noise? Francie and Jerry and Mike. Mike was Francie's date. And Jerry was yours. Jerry, who may I ask? Jerry Walsh. We were in his car. I told you, Aunt, that's Jerry's hopped up for him. That will do. Marjorie, I believe I've spoken to you before about that Walsh boy. Have I not? I have a definite impression he's fast. I'll say he's the fastest guy on the basketball team. Leeroy. I'm talking to your sister. You stay out of this. Marjorie, have I or have I not spoken to you about young Walsh? I don't know. You're always speaking to me about somebody. My dear young lady, you may find it very tiresome, but I'm your guardian. I have a responsibility for your friends. There's nothing to matter with Jerry. I don't know his father. Oh, what of it? I suppose I couldn't go around with the Prince of Wales if you didn't know the King. You're being impertinent. You won't go around with the Prince of Wales either, unless I say so. Good morning, Marjorie. Good morning, Brady. You sure you don't want something extra for breakfast, honey? No, thank you, Brady. What's this? Orange juice and a half a piece of toast? That's all I want. Well, of all the... She's reducing. Leeroy, you... What's this? What's this? Is this a Leeroy? Nothing. Well, by George, young lady, you may think you're big enough to ride around in cars and come in at all hours. But if you've taken up reducing, that's the limit. Reduce what, for heaven's sake? You haven't got anything to reduce. Uncle, I consider this a personal matter. Personal, my eye. You're a guardian. I'm also responsible for your health. Bring here some bacon and eggs, Brady. Yes, sir. But I don't want them. Bring here some bacon and eggs. I'd like to remind you, Marjorie, that while you may consider yourself grown up, as a matter of fact, you're still a little girl. I'm 16. It'll be five years before you can vote. In the meantime, I want you in bed every night at 10 o'clock. Do you understand? Uncle. I mean it. 10 o'clock, lights out, and no boys hanging around. Uncle. I still mean it. Oh, for corn's sake. You stay out of this. Perhaps I was a little harsh just now. But don't you see I'm trying to look out for your own good? Older people know things that you haven't been able to learn yet. I've learned them in the hard school of experience. I'm just trying to save you from heartaches. That's all. What? Dear, I'll take back the punishment. About being in at 10 o'clock. What about the boy? Well, I'll take that back too. I'm weak, I guess. But for your own sake, can't you find someone nicer than this waltz boy? What about Ben Waterford? Now, there's a nice boy. Why don't you see him anymore? Ben's all right, only... I don't know. He's not very exciting. Exciting boys are no good, my dear, in the long run. Ben is a fine, manly boy. What's the matter with Ben? He never can think of anything to do. Except go to the movies. Well, what's the matter with that? And when you get to the movies, he... Well, he just watches the movies. My dear. And he never talks or anything. He never can think of anything to say. Well, um... Still, Water runs deep, Marjorie. Deep? He just don't. He never... Going down. He's quarter to nine. That's Francie calling for me. Leroy, you let her in. Your sister's got to eat something. Okay. Do I look as if I've been...? No, no one would ever guess it. Going large? Oh, good morning, Mr. Gillis, please. Good morning, Francie. How's your mother? She's fine, thank you. Father, get over that cold, all right? Oh, yes, he went back to the office yesterday. I hope we didn't disturb you last night bringing Marjorie home. Well, I know how young folks are. Leroy... You may run along to school, Francie. As I was saying, I think I understand young people. But I was just asking Marjorie why she didn't see more of Ben Waterford. I think he's a fine boy, don't you? Oh, sure. Ben's all right. But he's so dull. He never can think of anything to do. The movies? That's just what I was telling Anki. There's just nothing exciting about him. Oh, that's funny. What funny? Well, I'm only telling you this because maybe you want to know. But Ben says the same thing about you. What? He says you're all right, but not very exciting. Well, I'm all the nerve. Who did he say this to? Who he? He's been going around with her lately. She told me and I thought as his friend. Thanks, Francie. Well, I saw him a couple of times in the library, but I never thought...Louise. And he says I'm dull. Well, I'll show Mr. Ben who's dull. Marjorie, yeah? I suppose he thinks I'm just a quiet little mouse or something. Well, he'll find out. Marjorie, I think all he said was that you were conventional. Conventional? That's the worst of all. I'll show him. I'll go out with Jerry Walsh tonight. Where's my coat? Marjorie, breakfast. I've eaten all I can stand. I'll go out with Jerry tonight. And don't worry, Yankee. I'll have a key this time. If I come home at all. Marjorie! No, what am I going to do? We'll get back to the great gilder slave and his problem in just a minute. Isn't it amazing how a little extra something added to your favorite recipe can give it a lot more appetite appeal? That's certainly true, Mr. Lang. We women are always looking for simple new ways to improve our meals. 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A little lemon, a teaspoon of soda, half a glass of hot water every morning without fail. That's how I avoid colds. Yes, yes. P.B., tell me something. Is the boy named Jerry Walsh ever come in here? Well, yes, quite frequently. I thought so. But then, sir, do most of the boys. Why? I haven't got any use for them. So? Why? I haven't got any use for the kind of boy who hangs around drugstores. No, no, I wouldn't say that. Your own nephew has been known to come in here. That's different. In fact, he seems to do a good part of his reading here. Right on the floor there in front of my magazine, right? I'll speak to him about that. But right now, I'm talking about this Walsh boy. Why are you suddenly interested in Jerry Walsh? I'm not. It's my niece. Oh. What kind of a boy is he, P.B.? He turns to me as if you'd already made up your mind. Not at all. I'm perfectly willing to be open-minded. I just don't like the fellow, that's all. But you say he comes in here all the time? You must have some idea. What's he like? Yeah, that's hard to say. I'd say he's a good deal, like other boys. Well, that's no help. Well, they come in here and they sit around, see a four of them usually, drink coax. I thought so. I will say he seems a little free with his money. Oh, a weister. I thought as much. You know, I wouldn't call it that. It seems to be more a spirit of generosity. He's the one who usually offers to pay for the drinks. I know. I know the time. A good time, Charlie. Those fellows don't fool me. What else do you know about him? I hear he had a little bad luck yesterday. I hear he had his driver's license taken away from him. Well, it's about time. Why, George, I'm glad to hear that. The way these kids go tearing around in these collapses or whatever they call them. There ought to be a law. I can go wrong with you there. That is license taken away, huh? It serves him right. Now, I can't imagine we just stick to a nice boy like Ben Waterford. You don't catch Ben whooping around town, howling and backfiring at all hours of the night. I don't believe Ben even owns your car, does he? That's one of the nicest things about it. But this Jerry, George, I'm glad they clipped his wings. It serves him good and right. They're so good and right. Hello, Floyd. Hi, Commissioner. Well, Commissioner. Well, Floyd? He's getting a little shaggy around the ears there. I ought to be seeing you in a couple of days. I have more on my mind than just my hair, Floyd. Huh. Hey, that's pretty good. He must've been listening to the radio, Peeve. He don't just think up them smart cracks by himself. Floyd, you know a boy named Jerry Walsh? Jerry Walsh? He plays center on the basketball team. Pops is here in the middle. Sure, I know him. Think of him. Good kid. You would. What's the matter with him? A little family difficulty. He thinks he's got difficulty. Don't ever have a niece, Floyd. Don't ever have a wife, huh, Peeve? No, I wouldn't say that, Floyd. What's the matter, Commissioner? The niece getting ideas? She was born with ideas. She won't listen to anybody else's. I can't do a thing with her. Commissioner, that's the story of my life. Me and Lovie. Yeah, it's like I say, they're all the same. Wife, niece, sweetheart, mother-in-law. They'll really lead your chase if you let them. How do you stop them? You gotta know how. Well, how? Pay no attention to them. That burns them up worse than anything. That's not what I'm after, exactly. Like with me and Lovie. I come home at night and right away, I see she's in one of her mean streaks. I ain't hardly in the door and she sticks her jaw out and says, I think I'll have mom over for the weekend. Well, now in the old days, I would have given her an argument. Not anymore. I got smart. Well, what do you do? Commissioner, she don't want the old... She don't want her mom over any more than I do. She just wants to start a fight. Well, I don't give her the satisfaction. She gets no arguments from me. When Lovie starts up with me like that, all I do are yes her to death. Go ahead, I says, invite her over. Glad to see her. Have your pop over too. Send for the whole family. Tell them to stay a couple of months. Glad to have them. Well, I ain't so dumb. And it works? Like a charm. You can write it down in your book, Commissioner. When a dame is in one of their moods, anything you say, she's going to do the opposite. Is that right, Peabee? That seems to be. You know you fellas have given me a new slant. Yes, sir. Leroy, in his school books, marries we at hers. Nobody fighting, quite a treat. How does it happen, my dear, that you're not off with your friend Jerry? Cat got our tongue. Too bad. Leroy, perhaps you can take time off from your studies to answer your old uncle. Sure, what do you want to know? Nothing in particular. I'll just hang up my things here first. Well, Leroy, quite a treat having our sister at home here with us in the evening, isn't it? We've seen so little of her lately. Are you kidding? I suppose it's too much to hope that she'll honor us by staying to suffer. Lost in her studies. You must be careful not to disturb her, Leroy. By the way, I heard a very sad piece of news this afternoon, Leroy. Very sad. Concerned Jerry Walsh? You recall Jerry Walsh, the friend of your sisters I believe. What's going on here, anyway? It seems, Leroy, that young master Walsh has had his driver's license taken away from him. Very sad. Won't be able to drive anymore. All right. You think you're very smart, Uncle Mort. But it might just interest you to know this. I'm sticking by Jerry. I'm sticking by him through thick and thin. And the more trouble he gets into, the more I'll stick by him. I think that's very commendable. I like to see Leroy and a girl. I think you should stick by him. Well, I will. Well, you should. What's going on here? After all, the poor boy has been unfairly deprived of his license. He needs sympathy. Maybe he did knock over a few fire hydrants. Is that any reason to take his license away from him? Uncle Mort, you may think you're joking. But I'm not. I like Jerry Walsh. I like him very much. Good. Then I think you should marry him. What? Well... I mean it. Marry him right now, I don't you. Now, tonight. Or tomorrow at the latest. That's the truth, hence I would. You look. Why don't you? I'll help you. I'll make all the arrangements. Leroy will help too. Yeah, I'll think you're very funny, don't you? But you'll see this already. You want to carve the roast at the table and you want me to hack it up out in the kitchen. Bertie, please. This is a very solemn moment, Bertie. Let's not talk of food. Oh, don't listen to him, Bertie. She's nervous, that's all. And only natural. Mine is getting married, aren't you, Marge? What? Bertie, shh. It's very secret. They're loping. I'm not even supposed to know. Only I'm helping them. Is everybody crazy around here? Yes. Now, what I want you to do, Bertie, I want you to run up to Marge's room and pack a bag for her. Everything she'll need to elope with. That will not be necessary. I'll pack it myself. Hey, wait! Let her go. Don't you worry, your old uncle knows what he's doing. Yeah, I wonder. I guess you can clear the table if you want to, Bertie. It appears that Margery will not be down. Mr. Gilseves, you don't mind me saying so. Seems like you're kind of putting your foot in it if you don't mind me saying so. Why do you say that? That ain't no way to treat a girl the way you're doing. Bertie, when a girl gets notions in her head, there's only one thing to do. Kitter out of it. You could get her into it. That shows how much you know. As long as I keep urging her, Bertie, she'll never in the world go through with it. I guarantee it. That's the way girls work. It is. Anybody knows that? Mr. Gilseves, let me ask you one question. Mm-hmm? Well, you have our girl. Now, Bertie, you just leave everything to me. Quiet. Here comes Marge. Well, my dear, already, I see. I suppose Jerry will be along any minute. Have you called him? I think you ought to call him, Bertie. I think you ought to call him, don't you? I'll call him when I get good and ready. Oh, Mr. Gilseves. I'll call her, Bertie. It's the only way. Oh, Miss Marge, couldn't you do just a little something? Yes. Better have a bite before you go, my dear. You're a long time married, you know. I'm not hungry, thank you. Well, she's just excited you can't blame her. Girl just about to be married. You're overcoats on the hall table. Don't forget it when you go. Thanks a lot. Hey, what's that? What? I'm not. What's the... I told you, Mr. Gilseves. I don't care. She'll never go through it. Well, there he is, my dear. His car's outside. Mustn't keep him waiting. No time to say goodbye, I guess. Better just run along. Write to us if you get a chance. Well, aren't you going? Margery! Margery, come back here! Margery, I didn't mean it, Margery. Please, please, come back. Margery, please. Oh, Margery. Oh, Anki. My dear, you wouldn't leave your old uncle. I thought you were going to make me. I'm nothing but a big fat fool. Don't ever leave us, will you? Never. Don't ever listen to a single word I say. Here comes Jerry. Better blow your nose. You got a handkerchief. Hi, Mr. Gilseves. It isn't Jerry, it's Ben. It's Ben, my boy. How are you? Glad to see you. Hi, Jerry. It's been a sight for so long. How are you, anyway? I'm all right. Ben, where'd you get the car? I borrowed it from a seller. He wasn't going to be using it for a few months, so we made a deal. Would you like to take a ride? All right, where would you like to go? I don't know. Where would you like to go? I don't care. Where would you like to go? To me? Where would you like to go? Wherever you'd like to go. Well? Would you want to go to the movies? To the movies, yes. That is, if it's all right with you, Mr. Gilseves. Oh, take her, my boy, and God bless you. Oh, all right. Shall we go, Marge? Good night, auntie. Good night, my dear. Have you forgiven your old uncle? Forgiven you. It was all my fault. No, it wasn't. It was mine. No, it wasn't. It was mine. All right, it was yours. No, it wasn't. It was yours. Uh, little Margie. Going to the movies with her fella. Well, at least it isn't that jerry. From the great builder's sleeve again, very shortly. Your menu for breakfast may change from day to day, because all of us like variety and foods. But whether you have toast, sweet rolls, pancakes, or waffles, I'm sure you'll agree it's the spread that makes them taste extra good. And that's why so many homemakers look first for parquet margarine. It's so fresh and country sweet in flavor. So delicious in all those favorite hot bread you serve for breakfast or any other meal of the day. Parquet margarine is wonderfully nourishing, too. High in food energy and fortified with 15,000 units of important vitamin A in every single pound. So for a quality spread for bread that's high in good nourishment, rich in good flavor, look first for parquet, P-A-R-K-A-Y. Parquet margarine, made by the Kraft Foods Company. Well, good morning, Judge. Come in. Sit down. Have a prune. The birdie go coddle a naig for the judge. No, no. Nothing for me. Thank you. I've already breakfast. Well, sit down. Anyway, you can watch me eat. What's on your mind, horse? You look like the devil. Bad night last night. Bad night. Well, I slept like a baby myself. Well, I might have. If some young maniac hadn't come tearing down my street in the middle of the night with his cutout wide open, enough to wake the dead. You won't think it's so funny, perhaps, when I tell you that he had a girl in the car with him, and the girl was none other than your niece Marjorie. Well, aren't you going to say something? Are you going to let your niece tear around at all hours of the night, raising Ned and disturbing the peace? Judge, I pray heaven that I may never be sold. Sold right up. So forgetful of my own youth that I would want to rob children of their fun. Well. Good morning, Judge. Good night, folks. The Great Childish Slave is played by Harold Perry. It is written by John Sweden and Sam Moore. The music is by Jack Macon. Included in the cast are Walter Tetley as LeRoy, Louise Erickson as Marjorie, and Ian Landolph as Birdie. Earl Ross as Judge Hooker, and Dick LeGrand plays Mr. Peaver. Stay tuned in now for Duffy Savard. This is John Lang saying good night for the Kraft Foods Company and inviting you to listen in again next Wednesday for the further adventures of The Great Childish Slave. Chocolate, strawberry, pineapple, even coffee, ice cream. Make any kind you like right in your own refrigerator or home freezer. It's easy with Frizz. 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