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So don't wait, get the margarine that tastes so good at your groceries tomorrow. Get P-A-R-K-A-Y, Parquet Margarine made by Kraft. Let's see what's doing with the Great Gilder Sleeve. It's election day in Summerfield, Rumson Bullard versus Terwilliger for Mayor, and being a party who is vitally interested in the outcome, our water commissioner is up bright and early. What an exciting day. No matter how the election goes, I can't lose. Good morning, Anki. Good morning, my dream. Hi, Ank. Hello, Leroy. Hey, where's Birdie? What's with breakfast? Well, it'll be a little late. Birdie went to the polls. Isn't Birdie wonderful? She's always the first one to vote. How can she vote on an empty stomach? You children want to help me until Birdie comes back? Well, what can we do, Anki? Well, I bought this box of cigars from Peavey to pass out to the voters. You can help me put campaign bands on the cigars. Cigars on an empty stomach? Leroy, get busy. Okay. Wonder how these would be with sugar and cream. These campaign bands are awfully cute, Uncle Mort. Thank you, my dear. And your old uncle's idea. I want to spread these around today. Vote for Bullard for Mayor. How can anybody vote for Bullard on an empty stomach? Careful, Leroy. Our neighbor is going to be the next mayor. You certainly aren't working hard for Mr. Bullard, Anki. Well, if he's elected, he says I'm going to be his water commissioner. And I think a man with such good judgment deserves to be elected. What if Mayor Tawilagor gets re-elected? Well, we're on good terms again. If he's re-elected, I'll still be in office. What an operator. Anki, aren't you taking an awful chance passing out those vote for Bullard cigars? Yeah, that's not being fair to Mayor Tawilagor. Leroy, I'm being fair. How? Yesterday, I passed out to Leroy Buttons. How do you can't support both candidates? Well, Marjorie, I have a little family to think of. In politics, you have to straddle the fence while keeping both ears to the ground. And that's hard to do. It is for a fat man. Leroy, hand me some more cigars. Okay. Hey, who's at the door? It must be Birdie. She probably forgot her key. At least I got all these cigars banded before breakfast. Good morning, Kilda Sleeve. Well, Mayor Tawilagor, I didn't expect to see you here. Well, I wanted to be sure that all you city hall boys are campaigning today. Campaigning? Oh, yes. If we want to stay in office, we'll have to work as hard as we did in the last election. Well, Mr. Mayor, you might say I'm working twice as hard as I did in the last election. Well, good for you, Kilda Sleeve. Say, are those cigars in your hand? Yeah, I still have those in my hand. I enjoy a good cigar, Kilda Sleeve. You wouldn't enjoy these. Kilda Sleeve, let's see those cigars. But... Bullet for Mayor! Is that what it says? Kilda Sleeve, what are you trying to do to me? No, Mr. Mayor, let me explain. There's nothing to explain. Kilda Sleeve, when I'm re-elected, you can clean out your desi, but clean out tomorrow morning, early. But... You slam the door, right on the cigars. Well, that does it. I choose to support Bullard. What a character! I'll depend on him for a living. I'll depend on Bullard. You'll be elected anyway. Sure. Mr. Guelty! I'll call the children and we'll have breakfast. Yes, Mr. Guelty, you sure are a lucky man. You might say it's petty. Didn't I see the Mayor just leaving him? Well, yes. You sure are lucky to be close to him. How can you tell? I was talking to the early birds around the pool and the early birds all think be voting for Matt to Williger. He's got it in the bag. You've been birdie? Yes, but you sure are lucky, because the early birds are voting for Matt to Williger. He's got it in the bag. Please! The early birds could elect that worm. Bullard's got to be elected. All right, George, I'll smoke out some voters with these cigars. I'll start with Floyd. You may even leave a few cigars in his barbershop for the customers. Hi, Commissioner. Did you come in on election day to get clipped? I just dropped in to leave you a few cigars. Yeah? What's the catch? No catch. Of course, the cigar does suggest you vote for somebody. Vote for who? White owl? No, Floyd. Well, an owl would make a better mayor than anybody just running. Now, Floyd Bullard is a fine man. Oh, yeah? All he'll do when he gets in is feather his nest. Why not let an owl do it? Floyd, please be serious for a minute. Kamish, you're wasting your breath. I ain't even voting this time. Not voting? Why? Well, Lovie and me don't see eye to eye in politics. We just cancel each other's vote. She finds out how I'm voting and she votes the other way. But, Floyd, she doesn't have to know how you're voting. We use the Australian secret ballot. Kamish, you don't know Lovie. I couldn't keep a secret from her if I was in Australia. Floyd, you've got the wrong idea. Every citizen should vote. You're a very privileged person. I am? Absolutely. In a lot of countries, nobody can vote. You don't exercise your right to vote. Someday they may take it away from you. They wouldn't dare. I'd take it to the Supreme Court. Well, if we don't vote and protect our democratic way of life, someday there may not be a Supreme Court. Are you kidding? It's getting bigger all the time. All right, Floyd. But when people give up their voice in government, they're headed for slavery. Hey, I've been reading about that. This is a free country. And every citizen should vote for the man of his choice. Kamish, you convinced me. I'm going to vote. If I have a bullet's cigar. I can't take it. You are? I'm voting for Tawiliga. But, Floyd! Like you say, this is a free country. You're over. I stop worrying. Come here. I'm only kidding. I'll get down and vote for Bullard. You will? I had a friendship for you. I know you wouldn't be stumping so hard for him if your job didn't depend on it. You will. Then just to show what kind of a pal I am, I'll get another vote for you. You're half-lawed. I'll tell my wife I'm voting for Tawiliga. Then she'll vote for Bullard. Floyd, you're true blue. Get to sleep. You're doing all right. You've already picked up two votes this morning. Now, I'll see what I can do with P.D. It's pretty hard to get him to take sides on anything. But he's true blue, too. He'll help me out. Good old P.D. Hello! Hello, Mr. Gildersfield. What can I do for you this morning? I want to have a little talk with you, P.D. Very well. Do you mind if I go ahead with my word? No, go right ahead. What are you doing? I'm putting up a display of Jack-o'-lanterns. Jack-o'-lanterns? P.D., Halloween is over? I know that. This is a special on Jack-o'-lanterns. You care to buy one, Mr. Gildersfield? No, thanks, P.D. What a time to sell Halloween stuff. Well, I'm just trying to get my Jack out of the old lanterns. Oh, my goodness. That was a little whitishism, Mr. Gildersfield. Jack-o'-lanterns. Yeah, I know P.D. He's in a good mood. Now I'll twist his arm. Uh, P.D., you and I have a lot of fun together, don't we? Well, yes. We've been pretty good friends down through the years, haven't we? Yes. So if I ask you to vote for Bullitt today, you will, won't you? Well, no. P.D., you mean you're voting for Tawilliger? No, I didn't say that. Oh, then you are voting for Bullitt. No, I didn't say that either. What an enigma. How's that? Nothing, P.D. Here comes the judge. I'll bet he's voting for Bullitt. Good morning, gentlemen. Hello, John. Hello, Horace. Well, Gilday, are you on your way to the polls to stuff the ballot box with your big fat vote? I haven't had a chance to vote yet, Judge. I'm too busy campaigning for Bullitt. Bullitt, you're already in office. Don't you want to stay there? You bet. That's why I'm voting for Bullitt. You know, I'm pushing too. Judge, you vote for me and Bullitt, won't you? Well, I hadn't planned to. But, Gilday, old friend, if it means so much to you, I'll cast my vote for Rumpson Bullitt. Great, Judge. You're true blue. My, my... Now, P.D., how about you? Mr. Gallagher, I don't consider Mr. Bullitt a proper man for Mayor. Well, I hate to bring this up, but you're a little obligated to vote for Bullitt. I bought his campaign cigars from you, P.D. That sort of makes you four Bullitt. Have you smoked one of them? No, but I'm giving them to all my... Look, gentlemen, a parade. Bullitt for Mayor. Say, that's the band we hired. No wonder whose money that's been made. Eh, nice and loud. That should get a lot of votes, except I don't think we have enough brass. Well, no, I wouldn't say that. P.D., come on, Judge. Let's join the parade. Great Gilda Sleeve will be back in just a moment. It's fresh. Really fresh. Always fresh. That's why it tastes so good. 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It's high noon on Election Day and the water commissioner is in high spirits. Why, George, I've picked up a lot of votes for our side. I think I'll call headquarters and let Bullard know how indispensable his water commissioner is. D-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d. Well, let's premier headquarters. Mr. Bully, this is Throckmorton P. Gildersleeve, your water commissioner. How are we doing? From all reports, Gildersleeve, we've overtaken to Willinger's early lead. It's a landslide for me. We're in. I can join you in 10 seconds. I'm glad you got here before the others arrived. Well, Mr. Bullard, I move fast. I've covered a lot of territory for you this morning. I know you'll just leave and you'll be rewarded. Thank you. Come on in. I want you to see the spread I've ordered. First time I've been in the crystal room. Nice crystal. You know what, a lot of food. Oh, yes, yes, and this is just the beginning. Take a look at that sterling silver platter of hors d'oeuvres. Nice. Cheese, smoked oysters. Here, what's this? That's caviar, Gildersley. Oh, eating a little high on the hog, aren't we, Mr. Bullard? You don't know how close you are to being right. Look in here. Well, a whole roast pig eating an apple. Yes, I had the pig flown in. Flown in? On the airline? Oh, no, no, I chartered a plane. Special plane for a pig? Isn't that a little expensive? Not for a good pig. Yes, but who's paying for all this? Oh, I'll send the bill to the city treasurer after I'm there. It isn't important. It's only money. It's only you. Well, that's right. I intend to make a number of changes when I'm in office, Gildersley. First of all, I'll buy a new city hall. A new city hall? What's wrong with the old one? It's so dirty. And cars, Gildersley. How many cars does the city own? How many cars? Well, there's one. One? A hopmobile sedan. Chief of Police Gates has it. He locks the back doors and uses it for a patrol wagon. Oh, how revolting. I buy a fleet of new cars. Small cars for the small city employees, large cars for the large employees. I like the water commissioner. Is there? That'll be fine. Yes, indeed. But what about the money? Oh, Gildersley, stop harping about money. I hate to talk about money. It's dirty. If the treasury runs short, I'll simply raise the taxes. Raise taxes? Naturally. Don't you agree? Oh, yes. Sure. Of course. Good, good. I'm going to see that you do very well, Gildersley. Very well. Well, thank you. Excuse me. I'll open the door for the others. You're right, George. I'm doing all right. Mary Tawiligan never treats me like this. Gildersley, put that apple back in the pig's mouth. What are you doing with it? Just polishing it. I ain't so much I get hard to get back to the office. Before I go boat, I think I'll sit down a while and let the lunch settle. There's plenty of time for the foals to close. I was solid with Bullard. He said I was going to do very well. I'll have a big car. I'm sure Bullard is the man for the job. Still, you're getting pretty free with the voters' money. Flying pigs. New City Hall. Raising taxes. Well, it's not my worry. Or is it? I wonder what it'll be like when Bullard is married. Yes, Bertie. What do you want for dinner tonight? Well, how about a roast pig stuffed with caviar? Yes, sir. One roast pig. On second thought, Bertie, make it two pigs. Mary Bullard gave me another raise today. You both got a oil well done. We have a good tax collector. You watch this, Bertie. Well, the city has a big payroll now, Bertie. The administration has to support a lot of supporters. I mean people. Now, Bertie, don't worry. I'll give you another raise. Bertie may have something there. What is it, Leroy? Well, good for you, my boy. The pork barrel? You're right over there by Mr. Bullard's picture. Oh, yes. The children are paying taxes now, aren't they? Strange, nobody thought of that before. Giving the kiddies pork barrel piggy banks to put their taxes in. I'm sorry, Leroy, but... poor little kid. Poor little... Oh, doorbell. After they come every day, now I just like the milk man. No, it's Mr. Peavey. He's not a tax collector. What's this, Peavey? Peavey, how did you lose your drug store? Oh, what's he gonna build? A statue. A statue? Who's that? Mr. Bullard. Oh, my goodness. I wonder if he isn't going too far. Yes, Marjorie, it's Collector Peavey. Marjorie, is that all you get back? I don't think he's giving the taxpayers a fair shake. He's giving us a shake, all right, a shake down. Judge Hooker, what are you doing here? I want to... You're to blame. Yeah, you're to blame. Leroy, you here too? You're to blame. Good job. I can't pray the rent. You're to blame. You're to blame. Leroy, my chair. Must have fallen asleep. What an awful dream. Well, I'm not asleep any longer about that Bullard. Now I see what kind of a mare he'd make. And if he's elected, I'll be the blame. I've got to run out and tell all my friends not to vote for him. Wait a minute. I slept longer than I thought. The polls close in five minutes. They've already voted. Honestly, you've bungled this. Well, there's only one thing to do. I'm going to make my one vote count. Help me clean up my debts? It's nothing, Ankh. You must have been a very important man. Yeah, I must have been. The election was plenty close. To Williger just made it. Yeah. Gosh. Maybe if just one guy had switched his vote to Bullard, you might still be in office. Leroy. Yeah, Ankh? When you're old enough to vote, always vote for the best man. I will. Ankh, who do you think was the best man this time? Mayor to Williger, Leroy. Yeah? Then that's who you voted for. Maybe it was your vote that... Yeah, my boy. Take these papers out and burn them. Okay. You want me to burn these old Bullard for mayor's cigars? No, I better save them. When Marjorie's baby comes, I may not be able to afford any. I can change the band to It's a Boy. Yeah. You'd never believe it, Leroy. Well, I lost my job, but by George, I can hold my head up. Cleaning out my desk isn't as hard as I thought it would be. Well, good morning, Gildersleeve. Oh, good morning, Mayor to Williger. Cleaning out your desk, I see. Well, that's what you told me to do. Well, Gildersleeve, I won the election. Aren't you going to congratulate me? Offer me one of your Bullard for mayor's cigars. Oh, yes. Have one. Take two. Well, thank you, Gildersleeve. Good cigar. You're glad you like it. Gildersleeve, get exploded. Oh, my goodness. Gildersleeve, how dare you give me a loaded cigar? Loaded. But Mr. Mayor, it was just like the rest of them. I mean... You mean all those Bullard for mayor's cigars were loaded? Well, I... Oh, now I'm beginning to understand. Gildersleeve, why didn't you tell me what you were up to? What did I tell you what I was up to? Passing out loaded cigars with my opponent's name on them. Why, that's the most sensational campaign idea I've ever heard. Gildersleeve, put that stuff back in your desk. You're still my water commissioner. Oh, yeah? Well, thank you, Your Honor. Good ol' PB. He knew Bullard shouldn't be Mayor, so he sold me loaded cigars. What are you mumbling about, Gildersleeve? Nothing, nothing, Mr. Mayor. You mean I take the other loaded cigar? You're not going to smoke it. Oh, no. I thought I'd give it to Mr. Bullard. He'll get a bang out of it. Here from the great Gildersleeve again in just a moment. Fresh-tasting margarine is the best tasting margarine. So when you shop, get Parquet, the margarine that tastes so good because it's always fresh. Where colored margarine is sold, get yellow Parquet already colored and ready to serve in its wonderful new flavor-saver aluminum foil wrap. Elsewhere, get the handy color-quick bag or regular package. Parquet, remember, is the margarine that tastes so good because it's always fresh. That's P-A-R-K-A-Y. Parquet margarine made by Crab. It's been a fine day. Good ol' Twilliger back in office. And I'm back in water. Here comes Bullard. What'll I say to him? Hello, Bullard. Hello, Gildersleeve. Nice day. It is? No need to be angry, Bullard. About the election, I mean. I'm not angry. Good. However, there is one thing I should like to say, Gildersleeve. You are an income pooper. And a bone-headed jackass. And if I were mayor, I'd not only throw you out of the water department, I'd run you out of town. You see what nearly happened to me, folks? Don't let it happen to you. Go to the polls and vote. Good night, Bullard. Bum sport. Good night, Bullard. Gildersleeve is played by Willard Waterman. The show is written by Paul West, John Elliott and Andy White. The music by Robert Amberson. Completed in the cast of Walter Cetney, Mary Lee Rod, Lillian Randolph, Neil Gordon, Arthur Q. Bryan. Stand for our Earl Ross and Richard LeGrant. 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