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Oh, well Marjorie, there's just like old times. Glad you got in my day. Well, it isn't often I can leave the twins, Anki. Even Miss Marjorie. Hello, birdie. I heard you come in. Who's staying with them cute twins tonight? Her cute husband. Leroy, stick to your homework. Okay. Gosh, a guy can't even be sociable. Anytime you want to sit in, you just call birdie. Oh, thanks birdie, but Bronco's happy to do it tonight. He's working on his income tax. He's working on his income tax and he's happy? Well, he's happy just being home with the twins. Marge, why don't you have more twins and make them happier? What? More deductions. Leroy, try concentrating on your homework. Good concentrating. I'm going to agree. What was that? I'm meeting Uncle Tom's cabin. Homework. Yes, yes. Just think, Anki, they won't be long before the twins will be going to school and doing homework just like Leroy. Yeah, and if Leroy doesn't watch it, they'll catch up with it. Good. I can get them to do my arithmetic. I'd say kids, do your uncle's arithmetic or I'll send you to bed. Speaking of bedtime, isn't it about time you hustled upstairs? Oh, for corn's sake. Leroy, it's bedtime. If I'm going to be making hot chocolate, I'd better do it. Oh, boy, I'll stay up for that. No, hot chocolate, Leroy. No? Sorry, but you know it makes you break out in a rash. Oh, heck, I'm going to break out if I don't get some. Poor Leroy. Betty, bye, Leroy. Betty, bye. Oh, bro. Hot chocolate for you two, then. Oh, thank you, Bertie, but I should go keep Bronco company. Yes, ma'am. Hot chocolate for you, Mr. Gillsley? Eh, not tonight, Bertie. I'm watching my calories. OK, then Bertie'll make hot chocolate for Bertie. Fine. Yes, sir, Bertie'll make hot chocolate for Bertie. Because Bertie ain't watching her calories. She don't have to go to bed. And she ain't got no husband to go home to. I certainly miss Bertie. Well, we miss you, too. Come over, Moron. I will. Good night, Anki. Good night, my dear. Eh, my George, what a fine little family I have. Eh, little early. I think I'll turn in. Get a good night's sleep. Oh, my goodness. Leroy's playing his radio. I thought I told him to go to bed. I have a room full of cowboys and Indians. Leroy! Turn off your radio. What's going on? With the radio going? Yeah, arithmetic. Counting the pistol shots? Homework. I got a lot done this way. Can I turn it on again? A young man keep the radio turned off. But it's so quiet I can't think. It's time for lights out anyway. Let's go to bed. Gee whiz. Homework, turn off your radio, lights out, go to bed. Things are awful strict around here. Leroy? Whenever anybody thinks of an order, he gives it to me. It's for your own good, my boy. I'm not trying to punish you for anything. But the house would fall apart without a little routine. What would happen to our lives without a certain amount of routine? Shall we try it? No. You understand, don't you, Leroy? I guess so. Good. Then go brush your teeth, put on your pajamas, set your alarm, go to bed, and be ready to get up in the morning. How about that? Right. Oh, no. How do I get a transfer out of this outfit? Leroy? I think I'll move over to Marjory's for a while. Oh, no, Leroy. I mean it. You wouldn't move over there. Are you kidding? You'd miss Birdie's cooking. You might have to sit with the twins. And Marjory might even have you doing the dishes. What do you say to that? Good morning, Birdie. Find the skill, please. Watch for breakfast. Everything that Leroy didn't eat. Has Leroy had his? Oh, yes. He was upright and early. He had breakfast left for school. Oh, that isn't like Leroy. He usually has to be pulled out of bed, pushed down the stairs, shoved out the door, and aimed toward school. Yes, but this morning it was different. Oh, good. He said he wanted to get out of the house before the routine got started. Routine? Yes, he said there was too much of it around here. Well, Leroy made quite a fuss last night about going to bed. If I didn't tell him to go to bed, he'd never go to bed. No, sir. Last night he talked about moving over to Marjory. He did. Well, that boy is hot and awful. Yeah, it looks wonderful. Incidentally, I reminded Leroy how much he'd miss your cooking. Oh, that boy ain't going nowhere. You'd miss you too, Mr. Guilty. Yeah, Leroy's getting to the age where he doesn't like much supervision. But he knows when he's well off. Yes, sir. May I come in? It's Miss Marjory. Come in, Marjory. Now, don't tell me I'm in time for coffee. Yes, ma'am. Sit down, my dear. Here's the coffee. Oh, thank you, Brady. I can only stay a minute. I came over for Leroy's blanket and pillow. His blanket and pillow? His blanket and pillow? Well, he stopped on his way to school to tell me he's coming over to stay a while. I have plenty of linens, but I'm a little short on blankets. Does he really want to come over? I didn't know the boy was that upset. Oh, he isn't upset. He's just fascinated with the idea of being away from home for a while. For a while? Maybe I shouldn't have been so insistent on routine. No, sir. Oh, he's forgotten about last night. Why, the Leroy coming to our house is just a lark. Well, I don't know. Leroy's never wanted to leave home before. No, sir. Of course, if you don't want him to come, monkey, why... Oh, it isn't bad. He wants to go. Let him go. Well, while my coffee's cooling, I think I'll run upstairs and get his blanket and pillow. Oh, me. Yes, sir. Now, birdie, don't look at me like that. When I make Leroy toe the mark, I'm thinking of his future. Last night, I was only exercising my usual firesightedness. Yes, sir. It's pretty early to be coming home from the office. But I'd like to see what Leroy's up to. Yeah, he's had a whole day to think about it. He won't move. He'd miss his old uncle too much. Home. Yeah, glad you're home, too, Leroy. What? Zeke. Are you taking all that over to my trees? No, he'll be back, birdie. He will? For another load. And I'm fixing his favorite supper tonight. Oh? I'm hoping Leroy would reconsider. Well, birdie, we shouldn't stand in the way of his going over there. But it might not hurt to tell him about the dinner. I was hoping he'd smell it cooking. Yeah, I do. Chicken and dumplings. Yes, sir. I got the electric fan in the kitchen blowing it through the house. Hey, woman fans, beep beep. Leroy. Yeah, huh? Guess what birdie's having for dinner? I'm fixing chicken and dumplings, Leroy. Yeah? Oh boy, I'd like some. You would? That's our old Leroy. Put some on the dish and I'll eat it over at Marger's. Oh, my goodness. I'll take it to my room and eat it for a minute. It didn't work, birdie. No, sir. He's gone. Yeah, I guess so. Chicken and dumplings won't do it. He's gone. Open the door again, will you? Just a minute, Leroy. Yeah? Are you taking your fishing tackle? There's still snow on the ground. Well, Bronco and I may want to go fishing next summer. Come on, open the door. Yes, yes. Be seeing you, birdie. So long, honk. Bye, Leroy. Goodbye. Well, not very many of us left, birdie. No, sir. He even took the dog over. Yeah, I think I'll run up and look at his room. If I know Leroy, he left it in a terrible mess. Say, it took an awful lot of his things. Cleaned off the top of his dresser. Except for one thing. My picture. He takes the dog and leaves my picture. My George Leroy fooled me. I didn't think the little rascal would move over to my trees. Oh, well. I wonder what PB has for lunch. Hello, PB. Hello, Mr. Englishman. What can I do for you today? PB, is this today's menu? Yes, it's today's, tomorrow's, the next day's, and also yesterday's. Yeah, I was afraid of that. Why don't you change your menu? Well, how many ways can you serve a salami sandwich? All right. Dress it up with a piece of cheese. Very well. PB, did you know Leroy moved over to my trees yesterday? You don't change. Yeah. He rebelled against the routine around home and decided he needed to change. He plans to stay a while, does he? He even took his fishing pole. Said he and Bronco might want to go fishing next summer. What'll I do, PB? Well, you might dig the worms for him. Oh, my goodness. PB, do you realize Leroy could stay months or years? That's possible. I might never see him. Except when I'm looking out the window for him and he happens to pass the house. Mr. Gildersby, that's a very sad picture. Yeah, I know what I'll do. I'll make a little fellow after school and plead with him to come home. Well, if you don't mind my saying so, that could be the wrong approach. Oh, wouldn't it be better if you could make Leroy want to come home with his own accord? Well, that makes sense. Chances aren't Leroy doesn't realize how lucky he is. It isn't easy to get that across to him. Hello, Mr. PB. Well, I'm a little late for work again. Well, that's all right. There are no deliveries to be made anyway. Well, fine. I'll go in the back room and sit down and wait for developments. PB, I didn't know you had a delivery boy. Yes, sir. Stuart, don't you know Mr. Gildersby? Well, I've seen him in parades. He's the water commissioner. Yes, indeed. Hello, Stuart. Hello, sir. Stuart is Mr. Watson's son. Yes, sir. Well, Stuart, I know your father. Oh, he knows you too. He mentions your name every time the water bill comes. Oh, yes. When Stuart came in for a job, I didn't recognize him. Seems he's grown two feet in the last year. Just about. Well, I'll bet you're on the basketball team, Stuart. No, sir. I'm a little clumsy under the basket. I keep getting my head caught in the net. That's very amusing, Stuart. Yes, sir. Mr. PB, will it be all right if I run over the wine, make arrangements for my room? Very well, Stuart. Your family leaving today? Well, yes, sir. They're going to Center City for the weekend. Well, I'm happy to have met you, Mr. Gildersleeve. Well, thank you, Stuart. Nice meeting you. Yes, sir. Nice polite boy, PB. Yes, he is. He's handy around the store too, especially when I need something off the top shelf. You know, PB, I've been thinking, why should Stuart go to the Y? Well, his folks are going out of town for the weekend. You heard him. By George, I'll invite him to my house. You're on. When Leroy sees another boy moving into his room, he'll come home on the run. That might work. What do you mean it might work? PB, you know you'd resent somebody taking your place. Yes. It's like me dropping you for some other friend. You know you couldn't stand it. Well, I wouldn't say that. The Great Gildersleeve will return in just a moment. Here's news for every woman who loves a bargain. Crafts' new parquet margarine makes it possible for you to get beautiful powers model nylon stockings at half price. 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I just came by to tell him about some changes over home. Oh? Oh, he's coming in now. Leroy! Hello, my boy. I suppose so. If it's all right with Uncle. Oh, don't ask me. This is your house. Leroy? Yeah? Aren't you coming in to see your old uncle? No, I'm not sure. Have you noticed anything different over home, my boy? Have a look. Oh, then you didn't see the light in your window last night. No, I was listening to the radio. Yeah, we had quite an evening at our house. Stuart and me. Stuart? Who's Stuart, Uncle? The boy who moved into Leroy's room. My room? Oh, I guess I just didn't get around to telling you. Yes, sir, Stuart and I had quite a time last night. Uncle, what's this all about? Well, after Leroy moved out of his room, it seemed a shame to leave it empty when a nice boy like Stuart could use it. And Stuart's a nice boy. You're not serious. Oh, yes I am. Stuart moved into Leroy's room bag and baggage. The only thing of that, Leroy... I think it's key. You do? Sure, I got the rent out of it, don't I? Bertie, that breakfast tray looks great. Yes, sir, but you never asked me to fix one like this for Leroy. No, Bertie, I just want to impress Leroy. Yes, sir. Is he coming over right away? I phoned Miss Marjorie, like you said, and she's sending him over for the loaf of bread. Fine. Wish they don't need any more than that Stuart needs his breakfast in bed. Bertie, I'm only trying to get Leroy back. Here you come. Hi, Bertie. Hello, Leroy. Come on in on it. Good morning, my boy. Mind shit to come over and get a loaf of bread. Good. She must be off her rocker. I looked in the bread box and she had three loaves. Maybe she's putting you on bread and water. I got the bread out, Leroy. There it is, right on the table. Yeah? Ask for it. How'd I know? Well, Miss Marjorie said that is your uncle told me that. Yeah, Bertie, is everything on the tray ready to go up? Yes, sir. Yeah, looks good. Smells good, too. What's that for? Breakfast in bed, my boy. You're going to take it up to bed and eat it? No, no, no, no. This is for Stuart. Yeah? Yeah, let's see if everything's here. Bacon, eggs, jam, cinnamon toast, jam, orange juice, waffles, jam. Either way, Leroy, have you had your breakfast? Not yet. Well, you'd better run along with your loaf of bread while I take this up to Stuart. You're kidding. You're not going to take breakfast up to him. Oh, yes, I am. I'm letting him sleep in because we were up a little late last night. I took him to a movie. I thought you took him to a movie the night before. Well, I guess I did, didn't I? Yes. I guess I'd better get up there with the tray. Serve him breakfast in bed. This I got to see. No, Leroy, you better stay down here. He might think you want him to come back. Well, we don't want Stuart to be uncomfortable while he's here. Okay. I'll wait downstairs. Uh, getting hungry, Stuart? I'll be right down, Mr. Goat, please. Oh, no, no, I'm bringing breakfast up to you. There. How do you like the looks of this? Hey, you really got something there. I'll, uh, put the tray on your knees if you get them down a bit so you can reach it. Yes, sir. Mr. Gilda Sleep, you don't have to do this for me. No, Stuart, enjoy yourself. There. But when somebody fixes me a breakfast like this, well, the least I can do is get up and eat it. No, no, no, you just stay in bed. Boy, if my mother could see me now. Just rest up. It's Saturday night. We may go to another movie. What was that? Oh, there's somebody slamming the door. Excuse me, Stuart, while I look out the window. Yes, sir. You look out the window and I'll look into the breakfast. Uh, there goes Leroy. There's his hand stuffed in his pockets. Look, I didn't kick that can. Hi, Mr. Peavy. What can I do for you? Nothing. Just wandering around till I feel like going home. To Marge's, at least. Yes, I understand. That's home to you now. Sort of. I hope it was all right with you when Mr. Gilda Sleep gave you room to mind and every boy. Why should I care? He takes him breakfast in bed. He has breakfast in bed? Yeah, he gets the biggest breakfast you've ever seen. I didn't think he was taking on as many malted milks down here. And he doesn't do things. He'll fly around on his big long back. I'm, uh... Excuse me while I answer the phone, Leroy. Sure. Peavy's pharmacy? Oh, hello, Mr. Gilda Sleep. Yeah? And very well. Leroy, it's your uncle. It is? Does he want to talk to me? No, he just wants to order a gallon of ice cream. Gosh. When I was there, he never ordered more than a quart. That tall little Leroy. No, birdie. Let's be careful of the dishes. Yes, sir. But you know he wants to come home, Mr. Gilda Sleep. Well, I hope so. But he hasn't been around since Stuart left. Why don't you go tell Leroy that his room is empty? Why don't you go tell him that Stuart was just here while his folks was out of town? No, no, birdie. Leroy has to come home with his own accord. This hurts me worse than it does him. Besides, moving was Leroy's idea to begin with. He rebelled against the routine around here, wanting to stay up late, wanting to... I did it! Well, I'll go to the door, birdie. Birdie's pretty upset. Well, so am I. But I have to be firm. Oh, dear. Things a parent has to go through. Leroy! Hi, uncle. Well, I didn't expect you to ring the doorbell to your own home. I'm not so sure it's mine. Come in, my boy. Thank you. Hey, won't you sit down? Well, it's okay. Well, why wouldn't it be? Well, I thought maybe you and Stuart had something to do. I don't want to be on the way. Leroy, my boy, Stuart. Leroy, my boy, Stuart is no longer here. No kidding? He was just staying with us while his parents were out of town. My room's vacant, huh? Very vacant. Well, I've been thinking. When you had a vacancy, I might talk to you about something. Oh? Well, my just twins are a little noisy, and if it's all right with you, I mean, if nobody objects... Leroy, we'd be delighted to have you back. You would? You bet. We've missed you. Oh, boy. Birdie! Yes, sir? I want you to meet a little boy who's come to live with us. Another one? Leroy! Hi, Birdie. Boy, we sure are glad to see you. Yeah. I'm gonna run right upstairs and sit your room. King Birdie! Right, George. This is quite a homecoming, Leroy. Yeah. Yes, my boy? I'd like to ask you a question. Yeah? Fire away. How about that other kid who was here when you do a me, do you? Oh, of course not. Swallow. So I get breakfast in bed two shows a week, and you haul out the ashes. Leroy! It's nice to have the boy back. The Great Gilded Sleeve will be right back. Tomorrow's the day to buy Kraft's wonderful new Parquet Margarine, the margarine that spreads smoothly even when ice cold. 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