 The Kraft Foods Company presents The Great Gildersleeve. Hehehehe. It's The Great Gildersleeve starring Harold Perry brought to you by The Kraft Foods Company, makers of a complete line of famous quality food products. Now let's see what goes on in Summerfield. Every afternoon at 5.45, a boy on a bicycle riding down the street, no hands, flings a folded newspaper onto Gildersleeve's front lawn. By 5.46, Leroy is usually to be found flat on his stomach in the living room, deep in the doings of Dick Tracy. This particular afternoon, however, he gets no farther than page one. Yes! Oh, for goodness sake. Hey, what's the movie? Let me see the movie case. Where'd you go? Boy! Comment was, Leroy, go on leaving. Yes, go on. I said good evening. Yes, go on, Leroy. Listen, I'm home. I don't like having to call attention to my presence, but I said good evening. And when I say good evening, I expect a civil answer. Good evening. That's better. Good evening, Bernie. Good evening, Mr. Gildersleeve. Pick the newspaper up off the floor, Leroy. Pick yourself up, too. That's Robert and Salinas. He was hiding out in the paper. I already know all about it. In fact, they drove a man through town this afternoon on his way to the jail. Don't tell me you saw him. No, but Mr. Peavey saw him, and I just saw Mr. Peavey. Oh, aren't you? What do you look like? Don't you mean that he ever goes? That blood on him was yours. I told you I didn't see the man myself, Leroy. Where were they taking you? To the county jail. You mean they got him right here in Summerfield? Oh, boy. The jail's not in Summerfield? It is, too, isn't it? It's right on the town line. Yeah, I wish they'd let you go out and look at the guys. No, stop talking about it, Leroy. You're getting Bertie all alarmed. Look at her. Yeah. There's really nothing to be scared of, Bertie. The man is under lock and key. I ain't scared. Oh, Robert, come near me. I'll let him have it. Yeah, that's a spirit. You would, too. By the way, Bertie, I have a club meeting this evening, the Jolly Boy. So anytime you want to serve dinner. Oh, yes. There won't be a little while now at your home. Leroy, if I could trouble you for my chair. Oh, sure. I didn't know you wanted to sit here. Sit down. Now, the newspaper, if you please. Oh, sure. I didn't know you wanted to leave it. Yes, yes. I think they'll do to me, Mom. Will you please stop hanging over the back of my chair? Oh, sure. You want to wear out the mow here? What was that, my boy? I said, what do you think they'll do to me, Mom? They'll undoubtedly hang him. Oh, boy. Well, let that be a lesson to you. Lesson? About what? Just let it be a lesson, that's all. I can't hear anymore about murderers. Now drop that newspaper and eat your dinner. We don't bring newspapers to the table anyway. You don't? I'm different. You eat that buzzer, my dear. Here. Maybe I can... Where is it? Where is the compounded papers? Outs! Sorry, my dear, I didn't know that was your foot. Stand back and maybe I can... Where is it? It's always been right under the chandelier. Then somebody's moved the chandelier. Oh, the heck with it. Birdie! Can you imagine? He put them in a trunk. I bet when they opened the trunk... I said no more, Leroy. No more, you understand? I don't want to hear any more about it. Okay. Soft, please, Marjorie. It's right in front of you. Oh. So white. I didn't see it. Anything happen in school today, Leroy? No. My dream? Not a thing. So much for school? I don't know about it. I don't know anything. I got some peas left and I got... Shh! Wait a minute, buddy. Quiet. Listen. Sounds like a fireman. It's the Cowley Jail. Jailbreak! Jailbreak! I told you he was! Shut up, Leroy. You too, Marjorie. I didn't say a thing. Let's keep our heads down. Turn off the lights. Oh, no, no. We can't turn off the lights. We can't turn off the lights. We can't turn off the lights. Oh, no, no. We can't see if we do that. Now, nothing to be afraid of. You understand? Nothing to be afraid of. Verde, there's nothing to be afraid of. Be royal upstairs and get my gun. Keep it. You know perfectly well where I keep it. Now, go get it. Okay. Certainly. Don't be an idiot. No, wait a minute. Somebody's liable to get hurt. Just bring the gun. What good is a gun without bullets? Bring the bullets, too. They're in the drawer with Mike Howard. Hello! Why don't you get them? Don't stand there and ask me cool these questions. Now, keep cool, everybody. There's nothing to be afraid of. Marjorie, go see if the back door is locked. What for? Use I say. Verde, get money. Get me my air raid help. Look at yourself a little bit excited. I'm merely trying to take precautions, Verde. He's God's. Everybody else stands around here scared to death. Well, what would anybody want to come here for? The man's a dangerous criminal, Verde, and he's looking for a hiding place. He might break in here and use us all as hostages. Let's not get excited, though. Let's keep cool and use our hands. Give the gun, I'm sure. Give the man a gun by the barrel. I'm pointing at him. Don't answer. It might be a trap. Let me answer. Later, Lila. Well, yeah, I'm busy right now. You come over here. It's just a little jailbreak, probably. Yeah. I've come right over only. I have to wait here for an important phone call. Lila, I'll keep an eye on you from here. I'll be watching out the window every minute. Who are you expecting a phone call from, huh? A phone call? I'm not expecting any phone call. What you doing? Oh, that. Well, after all, I'm a deputy. At a time like this, you never know. I might get a call from the chief of police. It's my duty to stand by anyway. Yes, you are. Thank you, Bertie. I guess I might as well put it on. Just in case. Strap or something. Strap's a little tight. I didn't know if you'd be wanting your flesh like your whip or something. Yeah, thanks. I'd better take them. Don't be a dull punk. Show a right hand point here. You may be right. Guess I'll just take the whistle. It's working. Take a look out the window, my boy. See if you can see any prowlers around Mrs. Ranson's house. Only keep your head down. Okay. I checked all the doors. I'll keep it all locked. Good girl. Just a little precaution. Unnecessary, probably. But what do you see, Leroy? This is mine. Yes, you must be a little nervous. That's women for you. Well, now what do we do? Just wait, I guess, till the chief calls, if he does. Why don't you call him? There's an old saying, my boy. Let sleeping dogs lie. Still, I might just give him a buzz and find out what's going on. Yeah, why don't you? Yeah, hand me the phone. I'd like to speak to Chief Gates, please. This is him. Chief? This is Gilda Sleep. What's all the excitement over at the county jail? I heard the siren. Oh, pain in the... Whom? The chief. Oh, say, um... Yeah? Well, I've been seeing you at the Johnny Boy tonight. You bet your sweet life. I lost last week, remember? Oh, sir, you did. Well, we're holding a session down here at the station. I'll be there, chief. Just have your money where you can get at it. That's all. So long. What did he say, Uncle Moon? Yeah, what did he say? Well, children, it's just as I thought. There's nothing to worry about. It wasn't the bank robbers that escaped at all. It was just... Huh. Who's that? Hello, Gilda Sleep speaking. Son of a... Just type that, kiddo, and I'll be right over. I'll be right over. Nothing to say, huh? Yeah. Yeah, that's right. Well, I was only doing my duty, Lila. I'm a deputy, you know. Oh, but he might have shot you if he'd been there. Ours is not the reason why. Ours is but to do or die. Why, before this night is over? Yeah. Well, it's him or me, that's all. Mm-hmm. Come back. I might. What time? Say, I know you being a deputy and all. Yeah, duty comes first, unfortunately. 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That's for barbershop. Speaking of barbershop, how's it about little harmony, boys? Come on, commissioner. We miss town by the old ways. Follers! Follers! Follers! Please, chief, we need a date. Follers, I don't want to be a wet blanket or anything, but maybe we'd better not sing in here. Why not? Well, after all, this is a police station, not a joint. Uh, wishful thinking. Wouldn't... Wouldn't want people to think there's some kind of a brawl going on here. Well, how do you like that? The chief invites us over here as a favor to him. We got no coke to drink. We can't sing. Why don't you play a little poker? No objection to that. Poker's no good for three people. Where the dickens are? Hooker and TV. They'll be along. Why, they can't be here promptly. Maybe we should start a system of fine for being late. I'd hate to try to collect them from our members. Hey, look what I found. Hand cups. Come here, commissioner. I'll flip the bracelet on you. Don't you come near me with those things. Careful, Floyd. Ah, I can't hurt nothing. How they work. I guess you just flip your wrist through here and... Come on, commissioner. Lock me up. Huh? Oh, just snap and shut. That's all. Well, that's the way you want it. There you are. Look, chief, I'm hand-cuffed. Man, what do you have now? Floyd Munson, the notorious old-up man. How do I look, commissioner? Criminal. Hidden? Nope. Oh, well. Take them off, will you, chiefie? Now let me see. I wonder where I put the key to those cups. Chief. He started it. Yeah. Surely I thought I had it right here. Oh, come on. Oh, there's nothing to worry about. Floyd, we can have him filed off in the morning. In the morning? Chief, have a heart. The wife, she'd never believe it was an accident. And then when I convinced her, she'd never let me hear the last of it. She'll call up her mother 60 miles away to tell her about it. Oh, I have a heart, chief. Well, if it's going to be as tough as all that. Come here. There, you're a free man. Boy. Don't go breaking any laws. Oh, I won't. They feel good to get them off. I'd hate to do a real stretch in them things. Some of you police station captain O'Benney talking. Give me that. Date's talking. No sense of humor. Oh, hello, Al. Never listen to the radio. No, no signs of Sam yet. I'll call you if we bring him in. Oh, hellhawk, Meyer, out of the county jail. Don't look good for him, you know, having Sam walk in and out of the place like it was a part of a room. Oh, don't. I hope they got a couple of fellas watching Lock Joe Moran. Hell's watching Moran, all right. He's the only prisoner out there now. Say, Floyd, how about a few hands at the casino until the others get here? Okay, by me. Here are the cards. Well, here's Peavey. Peavey. Hi, Peave. Good evening, gentlemen. Yeah, we're doing just that. Come on, pull up a chair, Peavey, so we can get started. Oh, Mr. Young, it's me, right? Just came by to tell you I don't believe I can sit in tonight. Can't sit in? We need you for a quorum, Peavey. Why don't you want to stay? Oh, it's not that I don't want to stay, but whenever there's a jailbreak at the county jail, Mr. Peavey gets nervous. She want me to close up the store and come home an hour ago. But there's nothing to be nervous about, Peavey. There's no jailbreak. Just Sam Coombs walked out when nobody was looking. Oh, yes, really? Sure, you remember. You remember Sam Peavey? Wouldn't hurt a fly. No, no, I wouldn't say that. He used to take a nip. Oh, man, I've heard. Take a nip. He was a town drunk whenever he had the money. Well, I don't see what that's got to do with it. He's just a harmless bum, Peavey. Mrs. Peavey has no reason whatsoever to be nervous. You just call her up and tell her. Now, he can talk much like a married man does his joy. He sure don't. For your information, Commissioner, when a woman's nervous and don't do any good to explain she's wrong, it only makes it worse. How, Peave? Not in my experience. Mine, too. Ah, women have got you all buffaloes. Tell you what, Peavey. Let me call Mrs. Peavey and explain this to her. No, no, no. Thank you. It's bad enough when I do it myself. That better be running long. What a club. If I ever get married, fellas. Oh, yes, that's okay. Come on, there. Now, you've got enough prayers without me. We still need you. Greetings and salutations, jolly boys. Come on, you old goats. You're holding up the business of the evening. A thousand apologies, gentlemen. I'm trying to be getting home to Mrs. Peavey. Good night, John. Peavey, what's the matter? His wife's nervous on account of the jailbreak. Entirely unnecessary, Peavey. The escaped person is only Sam Coon. Just call up Mrs. Peavey and tell her to go to sleep. I mean, John, that's great. I think I'd better go, John. Who's that? Oh, fellas, is the chief here? Sam Coon. Sir? Rapid, get the handcuffs. I don't need any handcuffs. All I want is a ride back to the county jail. Well, you can darn well walk. Walk all the way out there. Well, you walk in. Why'd you bust out this time? I heard there's a panic variable picture in town. Turns out it was last week. All right, well, go back. You got a cigarette, chief? No. You coming in here wanting all kinds of service? And you fellas got a cigarette for Sam? I don't know if I'm talking his brand, but here. Oh, thanks. Might as well take a couple, huh? Why not? Light? Oh, thank you. Well, well, Sam Coon. Remember me, Sam? I sure do, Judge. I'll never forget you. You gonna drive me out there, chief? Oh, I suppose I'll have to. Oh, gone you. I've got other things to do besides show for you around. Hello, Harry. Well, I'll take you out there after a while if you behave yourself. Okay, fellas, let's get out of business. PV, call the wife and tell her the situation is under control. Will you? Come on, Floyd, you deal. No wild games, no high-low, Joker forace is stretching flushes. Okay. You playing poker, fellas? What do you think we're doing? If somebody would lend me a couple of dollars, he's a good player. Well, I've all the nerve. Women, it's a better game that way, chief. Hey, Sam, here's a deuce. Remember where you got it. Thanks. Put that little spit in the ocean. What do you say? Do you want me to bail? Now, don't start making the rules. Where's PV? Oh, telephoning. Come again. They caught that criminal, so I think I'll stay down here and test with the boys for a little while. All right, Floyd. What do you got? Queen's tonight. Nuts. I thought you were bluffing. I know you had three days, fellas. Who asked you? Shove over, Sam. Don't get so close. Say, is that clock right, chief? Sure, that's right. It's electric. I think I'll quit, fellas. Quit? Well, it's only 10.30. I don't care. I'm tired. This doesn't seem like you, Gilday. You're losing, aren't you? A little. Fact is, well, I've got a headache. Headache, he says. Sam's losing money. He looks at the clock and quits the poking game. He ain't got a headache. He's got a date. He could be. He's in pain. Well, it's not a date, exactly. But this lady was a little nervous when Sam here busted out of the county jail, so I told her I'd look in on her on my way home. Has she got a friend? Yes. Sam, watch your step. Who is it, Gilday? Anyone I know? None of your business. Oh, I'm your friend, Gilday. We're all your friends. Who are you? Well, if you should happen to see Lila Ransom, don't tell her I've been sitting around here playing poker with you. What does she think you've been doing? Well, I told her I was the deputy. She may have got the impression that I was out on the min, huh? Why, Mr. Gilday, please, you fucked the old son of a gun. Well, you know how it is. So if you, fellas, will excuse me. I guess if you're quitting, I might as well quit. Wait a minute, fellas. I got an idea. Let's all go along with Gilday's sleep on his date. Yeah. Why not? Good idea. Yes. Oh, there you go. No, no. You got me wrong, Commiss. I'm thinking of a way to build you up. What makes you think I need it? Well, you hear it. We're good. Now, look, the chief has to take Sam back to jail. Well, why don't we all drive past your lady friend's house and tell her you've caught this desperate criminal single-handed? Talking about me? Yeah, you. And you'll be right there in handcuffs, Sam, to prove it. Lloyd, I think you've got a wonderful idea. Make a hero out of you, Commissioner. Well, I don't know, fellas. If anybody was to laugh or anything. Why, who laughs? Now, look, Commissioner, we are proud we're trying to help you. I don't know. TV, you haven't said anything. What do you think? Bachelors. I'm going home. Anybody got a cigarette? Where do you get smokes when you're in jail, Sam? It's tough. You can't even get fear out there. Well, I give you a cigarette, and we're almost to the lady's house. Can we come in? That's right. How about putting the handcuffs on him? Chief, it'll look better. I don't need the handcuffs over here. You're darn right, you will. If the judge will slap another 30 days on you. At least. Oops. I don't know. I don't know. I don't know. I don't know. I don't know. I don't know. At least. Okay. Here we are, Chief. Yeah, there's a light downstairs. Leela's either still up or still scared. Good either way. Come on, Sam. Get out. Snap the brakes, Tom. Chief. Okay. This is just for a few minutes, Sam. I ought to get time off. I'll give you a cigarette after you. Come on. Now, you follow us down here while I go up and knock on the door, Chief. I got this. Get a little of this porch light on Sam so she can see the handcuffs. Okay. And try to look a little tougher, will you, Sam? I'll try, but I ain't no Dillinger, you know. You can say that again. Well, go ahead, Commissioner. When she opens the door, I holler, Good night, Mr. Gilda Sleeve. Thanks for helping us catch the criminals. Shh. Not so loud. Well, here I go. Good luck. Are you dirty cowards? 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This county has better start looking for a better sheriff than Al Hofmeier. Two jail breaks in one day. Who ever heard of such a thing? I mean, what? How you ever let Moran get hold of a gun, I can't imagine. But just to turn the keys over to him, the man has no conception of his duty. Oh, well, isn't that so? Who picked him for sheriff anyway? He gets 4,000 a year out there. For what? For being sheriff. Nothing to the job. There's a dozen men who could do it better. If I was sheriff, things would be different, PV. I can tell you that. Why don't you run for sheriff? Me? Sure, you've got a lot of friends in this town if we all got behind you right now by November. No, PV, wait a minute. After all, I'm water commissioner and water is important, too. The department can't get along without me. Well, I think so. Well, it's a fact. But Hofmeier... Now, let's not be too hasty about judging Hofmeier. He had a little bad luck yesterday, but that can happen to anybody. 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