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My breakfast is ready. And guess what? There's people moving in across the street. Not so loud, Bertie. They'll hear you. What? It's a mess, Mr. Gilder Sleeve. I'm praying you mess. Oh, let me out of this bed, Leroy. Who's holding you? I'll sue him. So help me, I'll sue him. You mark my words, Leroy. I'll sue him. But the last thing I do... But the first thing I'll do is have breakfast. Where is everybody? Where's Marjorie? She's across the street. Across the... What's going on here? Hey, there's a moving van. You see, Bertie's talking to the driver. I won't have it. Go to the door, Leroy, and call him. Okay. Making a spectacle of the entire family. Hobnobbing with truck drivers. Leroy, don't shout things like that. Ease gods. Come on back here and finish your milk. I said... Finish your milk. Downstairs, and I'd like my breakfast. Yes, sir. What would you like, Mr. Gilder Sleeve? We've got grapefruit. Well, in that case, I guess I'll have grapefruit. Yes, sir. Luckily, we've got it. I'll bring his eyes in. Where is Marjorie? Oh. Good morning, Uncle Darling. What's the matter? You're in for it. Uncle's got something he wants to say to you, haven't you, Uncle? In my own good time, Leroy. What's wrong? Sit down, my dear. I want to have an understanding here. This concerns you too, Bertie. Yes, sir. Now, about those people across the street. I found out all about them, Uncle Mort. They're moving in this afternoon. There's a man and his wife and a boy and a girl. Hey, no kidding. A girl for you and a boy for me. Well, the boy is my age. Oh. The girl is 11. That's what I wanted to speak to you two about. You've got to be careful about these people. They're strangers. But, Uncle Mort, they're people. It'll be so wonderful to have somebody new around for a change. But, my dear, we know nothing about these people. We haven't seen them. We don't know where they come from. I know, Mr. Gil-Sleeva. I was talking to the man on the truck. Huh? Well, where do they come from, Bertie? I don't know about them, but he comes from Newark, New Jersey. Oh, Easterners, eh? Yes, but he seems real nice. He drove all the way out here, took him two days and two nights. Yes. He would have made it soon only if the van broke down something wrong with a bear or something, he said. I don't know. Send him up six hours. Yes, well, about the... He's got a brother in Bloomfield, Kentucky. Sell hardware. We're primarily interested in the family, Bertie. The man on the van will be going back as soon as they get it unloaded. Oh, yes. I don't know nothing about the family. Well, we're not particularly interested in them, either. Except if I ever find out who the man is, I'll sue him. Sue him? Yes, for what his lumber truck did to my lawn. Back right up on it. The man obviously has no regard for property. Now, Uncle Mortar wasn't his fault. He wasn't driving the truck. He may be very nice. Probably some shyster who bought the place for peanuts. Run down, anyway. Wouldn't surprise me if they took in boarders. By George, I'd like to see him try. Really, Uncle Mortar? I'm not going to have my property depreciated by people taking in boarders. The such a thing is restrictions, you know? Yeah, that's why we had to get rid of our pig. Yeah. Well, this is different. Now, when the Bullards owned that place, I understand they really kept it up. Then the Bullards really were somebody. These people. They don't even know how to back a truck. I want you to keep away from them, all of you. Well, let me catch you hanging around over there. You understand? And keep away from their boarders. Downtown? Oh, well, I may and I may not. What you watching, Mr. Gillespie? Something new going on over there? Oh, I wasn't watching across the street, particularly, Bertie, just looking out the window and wondering about the weather. Yeah, that's it. Hey, there goes another sofa. That's the third one they've unloaded. The first two was love seats. Well, even so, a sofa and two love seats. That's nothing. The man told me they got a whole nother van coming. Say, two van loads? That's a lot of furniture, Bertie. You don't suppose they're going to open a swap shop? That's Mr. Ransom. Must be at the back door. In here, Lila, in the living room. Well, I can't be standing here all day gawking at the neighbors. I've got work to do. Walk in the kitchen door. I hope you don't mind. Not at all. Ice man and the laundry man. They do the same. It's overhouse. They are all the same. They're all the same. They're all the same. Good morning, Lila. I was just... I know you don't need to tell me that's why I ran over. Isn't it exciting? Who are they? Do you know? I wonder what they paid for. Not much, I suppose. The place hasn't been lived in for so long. Well, I really don't know. I suppose I ought to go and call on them, but I thought I'd give them a day to get settled first. Who did you say they were? I didn't say. I don't know. Oh. All I know is the man has two children, a boy and a girl. Oh. I don't know. All I know is the man has two children, a boy and a girl. Oh. He has a wife thing. Naturally, I suppose so. I mean, she's living. As far as I know. And they're living together. I really couldn't say, Lila. I don't know anything about them. Well, I suppose I might just leave a calling card, except that nobody seems to understand about calling cards up north here. I left the card once, and the gentleman called up and made advices to me. Huh? He wanted me to have dinner with him when we hadn't even been introduced. It turned out to be a very dull dinner, too. Excuse me, Lila. Now, who could that be so early in the morning? You don't suppose it's the people from across the street? Pee-vee. You might just happen to be passing by now. Oh, good morning, my grandson. Good morning, Mr. T. He has Mr. T. Oh, she's just fine. Well, that is he. All right, he's... he's not as sick as she thinks he is. I just happened to be passing on my way to the shop, Mr. Goldie-Sleeve, and I said to myself, I'll just drop in and see if there's anything Mr. Goldie-Sleeve needs in this pharmaceutical line. Well, that's very thoughtful of you, Pee-vee, but I don't quite understand. There's nothing I need that I know of. It's not. Well, I just thought I'd inquire. As I say, I just happened to be passing and I said to myself, I'll just drop in. Who's your new neighbor? Oh, so that's it. Well, that's Sean Devan across the street. I don't know him from Adam Peaty. I don't approve at all of what they're doing to the house, Mr. Pee-vee, to you. I think they're just ruining it. Well, I wouldn't say that. No roof never hurt anybody. Chopping off all that lovely old fancy work, I mean. Oh, but then perhaps I'm old fashioned. We love the old things and style. Well, I'll admit, I'm a little conservative myself when it comes to architecture. Well, I've been trying to get me to repaper the front hall for the last 10 years. But I say, let's get used to the paper we got first. I just hope those people aren't going to paint the house some hideous color, that's all. Well, if they do by George Leela, I'll put down all my front shades and use the back door. As it is, I've given the children orders not to go near the place. I heard it! Well, I must be going. Oh, it's you, Judge. Come in. Thank you. What is this? Well, Leela. Good morning, Judge. And Pee-vee. Quite a little gathering. Here, here, here, here, he's very record the 15th District Council. Well, let's get into you, Pee-vee. You're just a little joe. Yeah, Leela, I see you have a new neighbor. You're not the first to discover it, Judge. Know who he is? No, but when I find out, I'm going to sue him. Sue him for what? A man deliberately backed a lumber truck on my lawn between 7 and 7.15 this morning. Oh, not yet. Cut it to ribbons. They tell me I haven't gone out to look at it yet. Well, forget it. Yeah, they forget it. You know who's bought the place? Rumson Bullard. Bullard? Is he one of the Bullards who owned the place originally? The eldest son. Yes, sir. He bought the old family estate. Coming back here to retire. Rumson Bullard. What kind of a name is that? What's the matter with it? Bullard's a good name. Always was. Rumson Bullard. I don't trust any man with a fancy first name like Rumson. Give me a man with a good, honest name like Fred or George. Oh, Schrockmann. All right, you old goat, there are exceptions. What do this guy, Bullard, ever do that makes him so great? Went to New York and made himself a cool millium. That's all. Huh? A million dollars, you say? Well, something like that. A hundred thousand, anyway. Enough to come back here and retire on. You don't say. A million dollars. That's more than I'm making a year. He would have to be married. And he's going to live right across the street from me. You fellas better be nice to me. You're thinking of suing him, Gildy? Go on, you old goat. Come along, TV. We better be getting downtown. Coming, Leela? I guess I'd better. Maybe I'll just leave a call back after all. Well, we'll be seeing you at the jolly boys tonight, Gildy. Uh, I'm afraid not, Judge. I'm afraid not. What do you know? Right across the street, too. Rumson Bullard. By George, he can drive up on my lawn any time. Oh, birdie. I was calling Birdie Leroy. Birdie, what's for dinner this evening? What do, Mr. Gildsley? Forget it, Birdie. Get a steak. Steak with olive points? Yep. We may very likely be having company for dinner this evening. Company? Who? Our new neighbors. Who do you think? You mean them people across the street? Certainly. After hard days moving, a good hearty dinner with some friendly neighbors would probably be welcome. I've said that before, and I'll say it again. What a character. 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Two vans, chief. You don't say? Yes. Oil paintings with lights fastened onto the frames. And he... Just landscapes, Floyd. And old masters, I imagine. Most likely. Well, Mr. Gillespie, if you play your cards right, he might ask you over fatigue. You can wave your pinky and discuss the stock market. I'll stick to coke. How about a coke for you, Commissioner? Not just yet, thank you. If I were you, Floyd, I wouldn't make fun of people I don't know. Remember, it's no crime to be a millionaire. No crime to be a burglar unless they catch you. But I don't want to knock your friend. Any friend of yours, a friend of mine, Commissioner. Oh, is that so? That sounds fair enough, Mr. Gillespie. What I was saying before, I got a friend I'd like to bring into the club. You know Harry Dean? Harry Dean? No, who's he? Well, he's a businessman, a friend of mine. He plays a fair game of poker and he's a good baritone. He plays a guitar a little. Pleasant of fellas you'd want to meet. Well, let's declare a man. Now, wait a minute. Anybody else know this man? Do you know him, Judge? Never met him. Pee-Vee? I never had the pleasure. Chief? Sure, I know him. I had to close his place up once. Ah, chief. Quiet, Floyd. What kind of a place does he run? That fool room down on State Street. It's a billiard parlor. It's all the same. If the chief has had to close him up, we don't want him. Ah, now, Commissioner, let's not be narrow minded. What was the complaint, chief? Selling cigarettes to manners, but we couldn't prove anything. Maybe he did. Maybe he didn't. He don't do it now. He won't even sell them to me. I say we don't want a man in this club that runs a pool hall and sells cigarettes to kids. I guess that settles it, Floyd. Why does it? That's the way clubs are run, Floyd. One black bar. Stop saying that. No, Floyd, let's not get squabbling amongst yourselves. Who's squabbling? I only want to bring a friend into the club and all of a sudden he ain't good enough for Mr. Kilda's leave. He's good enough for you, ain't he, chief? Oh, Harry's all right. Chief, you arrested him. Well, if I was the high head, all the people I ever arrested, I'd get pretty lonesome. That's a spirit, chief. Live and let live. How about you, Judge? Where do you stand? Well, I'm inclined to think Mr. Dean would be undesirable, Floyd. That's the stuff, Judge. Remember, Floyd, we might be wanting to ask Rumpton Bullard to join this club. We couldn't ask him if we had a jailbird up here. He's not a jailbird. But he's got a lot cleaner records than this millionaire if anybody knew the facts. Thank you not to insult my friends, Floyd. You're insulting mine. I am not. I only said he wasn't fit to be a member of this club. Well, that's an insult of I ever heard. Wow, Floyd. And if Harry can't join the club, you fellas can go find yourself another meet in place, that's all. Oh, Floyd, for heaven's sake. You're being unreasonable, Floyd. Maybe I am, but that's final. Let in Harry Dean or go find another spot with the features you got here. Run and water, lights, telephone, piano. That's a nice club, all right. Well, I know where we can get a club room and make this one look like 30 cents. I just remembered. There's a big room of a rums and bullets garage twice as big a room as this. You think he'd let us use it? Well, if I go to him as a friend and a neighbor and ask him to be a member, how can he refuse? Go ahead. The fellas I don't like this season. What else can we do, Chief? Floyd's being pigheaded. Look who's talking. Come on, fellas. Let's go over and see Bullard right away. He'd probably be tickled to death to furnish the room, especially for us. Put in a nice box, a real card table. And a piano that doesn't sound like a dishpan. Yeah. Well, who's with me? Why don't we patch this up, Mr. Gildersleeve? Floyd will abide by the Constitution. One black ball keeps a man out. We haven't any Constitution. You can get yourselves another hall. You heard him, Chief. Are you with me? Uh, no. I think I'll stay here, Mr. Gildersleeve. PB, are you with me or with Floyd? Yeah, who are you with, PB? Not voting. I ought to be getting home to Mrs. PB anyway. It's only eight o'clock. I know, but if I'm not where she thinks I am, she gets nervous. Well, come on, Judge. Come on, PB. Take a round, please. I really got to go, Floyd. But I'm not going with Mr. Gildersleeve. I'm just going at the same time. They're still unloading. I don't see any signs of bullets. You may be on the other side of the van or in the house. Well, I'll be running along, gentlemen. Good luck, Mr. Gildersleeve. You might as well wait a minute to see what he says, PB. Then maybe we can go up and see the room. Well, I... There he is now, Gildy. He's been there in the door, talking to the moving man. Why, George, big fellow, isn't he? He's been over six feet. Fine-looking man. Distinguished-looking. Well, he follows way here, and I'll go and introduce myself. Don't you want me to go with you? I am his neighbor, Judge. He doesn't want the whole town piling in on him all at once. But after it's all settled, I naturally I'll introduce you and Peter. All right. Uh, you got a comb for us? No, I haven't, I'm sorry. All right, you just keep your hat on like you haven't been. Well, I guess, of course, he might ask me to come in. Oh, well, if he's as nice a fellow as I think he is, he'd be willing to overlook a few details. I'm sure he will. Yes. Well, here I go. How do you want this table, Mr. Bullard? Well, that goes in the front bedroom upstairs. Yes, sir. Pardon me, Mr. Bullard. Oh, what is it? Does this chair go the same place as the table? No, no, no. Let's see, that one goes in the living room. Yes, sir. One side, Mr. Bullard. Look where you're going. Moving men. Are you looking for me? Well, yes, I wanted to introduce myself. My name's Gilderslee, Brockmoreton P. Yeah? I'm the water commissioner here in Summerfield. Oh, I see. Well, I expect to be subscribed for the water in due time, Mr. Gilderslee. But it won't be necessary to sell me. Uh, I'm not here on business, Mr. Bullard. Oh, you're not? Well, I'm rather busy as you can see. So if you'll excuse me, I... I'm your neighbor across the street. I just came over to say hello. Oh, well, how are you? I'm ready for the piano and honest to Bullard. Yes, well, be careful. But if you drop that, it'll kill you. Yeah, don't worry. I'd like to have you try my piano sometime, Mr. Bullard. It's a Wembley. Oh, that's all. Yes, sir. One side, Mr. Let me take the legs first. The living room? That's right. What I wanted to ask you, Mr. Bullard, we have a little club here in this town, just a few of us, the Jolly Boy Social Club. Oh, that's all. Hey, do you want it all by the window? Excuse me, Mr. Gilderslee, Brockmoreton P. Just put it along the wall. Which wall? The one with it. Oh, wait. I'll come up and show you. Well, about this club, Mr. Bullard, we thought that being new to the city or rather just having returned. Mr. Gilderslee, I wonder if we couldn't talk about this some other time. I'm trying to get this van unloaded. It'll only take a minute, Mr. Bullard. You see, we need a club room. Some other time, please. It'll only take a minute. I don't care. These moves are getting $17.77 an hour. See me next week. Or next year. Oh! Money, Grubber. No wonder he's admitted there. The place just ain't a quartet, that's all. Oh, I guess not. Yeah. I want to play a little car. Coke is no good with two people. Do you ever play casino? Hmm. I've played with a wife every once in a while. Yeah. That's kind of a game. Well, we can have another Coke anyway. Yeah, let's do that. Uh-huh. Kill the sleeve. Oh, wonder what the fat slob wants now. What do you want? I want to apologize. Well, I'll be done. Well, now ain't that nice? I want to apologize, too, Lord. Judge Hooker and Peevee. Thought you were going home, Peeve. I'm still on my way. Go ahead, Gilder. Say it. Huh? Oh. Well, Floyd, just want to say that I'm sorry we walked out on you. I'm sorry I opposed your friend, Mr. Dean. And I'm sorry I ever mentioned Mr. Dullard. Bullard. It's OK, Commissioner. Have a Coke. I want to echo everything my friend Mr. Gilder's leave has said, Floyd. It's OK. Have a Coke. Yeah, yeah, let's all have one. Come on, Peevee. Well, just one for the Lord, is that OK? Wait a minute. Before we drink it, it's understood that Floyd's friend, Harry Dean, is unanimously elected to the membership in our club. That's right. Oh, now, fellas, I've been thinking about that. I was wrong. Clubs shouldn't have anybody in it. The other members don't know. Oh, Floyd, I insist. I insist. We all insist. Then I'll blackball him. Well, he takes one, you know. By George, you're all right, Floyd. A jolly boy through and through. Well, here's to Floyd. For he's a jolly good fellow. For I'm a jolly good fellow. He was over here a little while ago. He seemed real nice. Mr. Bullard, what did he want? He wanted to borrow some candles. No electricity over there. Candles? Some nerve. He asked me if I knew where he could get a good cook. And he said he'd be willing to pay a pretty good money. Oh, he did, eh? Listen, Bernie, I want to tell you something mighty important. I've made this the guiding principle of my whole life. What's that? Money is not everything. Oh. And don't think I've forgotten about papering your room, either. Yes. A flint. Well, we'll see about it. Good night, Bernie. Good night, everybody. Music on this program was directed by Clark Swig. This is Ken Carpenter. This is for the Crab Cheese Company. Makers of Clark A. Marger. And a complete line of famous quality food products. Crab and vibe children listen again next week for the further adventures of the Great Gilders League. 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