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How's that, Floyd? Sounds like you're letting a little wind leak through your mustache. Well, you have to blow in it. Where is everybody? Well, the judge was in for a bottle of camekack water this afternoon. He said he'd be along with his fruit. Chief can't make it, Commissioner. They cut the budget down at the jail, and he's on night duty. Oh? Well, who's going to play the drum? Does somebody have to? He be. A piano, a violin, a flute, and a trombone won't sound very good without a bass drum. Well, don't look at me, Mr. Gildersleeve. I'm your friendly card. Oh, brother. Well, I guess I'll have to put on the foot attachment and beat the drum myself. Now, Commissioner, you've got your hands full with that trombone without having your feet full, too. Well... You better let me take it along with the piano, Commissioner. I'm Amby Dextrose. Yes. I can beat the drum instead of trumping the loud pedal. Well, we're gonna come to the judge. Good evening, Captain Anne. Hi, Judge. Hurry up, Horace. Well, are you waiting for Peter Pan and his flute? Peter Pan? How can an old goat with a pan like that play a flute? You're 15 minutes late, Horace. I know I was chatting with the editor of the Summerfield Indicator. He tells me that Summerfield is getting its first DP. Yeah, it's in tonight's pamperment. A DP? A little French boy. French boy? I thought Alvin Barkley was the VP. Yep. DP, Floyd. It means displaced person. Yeah? It's a person who didn't have a home after the war, Floyd. Oh, yeah, you're sure. And guess what, Gildy? Your neighbor, Rumson Bullard, is taking him. He is? Well, good for him. No money bag Bullard had a heart of gold. I thought it was just gold plated. The little fella's name is Jean-Pierre Boussé. That sounds French, all right. Yes, and I understand he's just about Leroy's age, Gildy. Well, I'll have to tell Leroy. He's arriving by train tomorrow. Tomorrow? Put the Bullard giant back from Florida yet. Oh, well, somebody will look after him. That's only for a day or two. And now, what's on the musical agenda this evening? Well, fellas, how about the Blue Danube? Here's the music. It goes like this. Is that the Blue Danube? They must have rewritten it. All right, Pee-Dee. You're right, Pee-Dee. That isn't the way it goes. It goes like this. This judge, you sound like a hungry seagull. Ah, come on, gang. Just follow me. You won't get lost. Leroy, I wasn't puckered. Well, it wasn't time for you to pucker. What? If you'll notice your music, Commish. First, it's just a peeve and me. Then you on the poom-poom, and the judge comes in on the tweet-tweet. That's right, Gildy. Poom-poom-tweet-tweet. Well, let's do it. Okay, we're off. Stop the music. What's the matter? Judge, where are you? Why, I'm on page two. You're a half a page ahead of me. I thought somebody was behind. That's a trouble with this band. We ain't in tempo. Maybe one of us ought to stop playing and lead the outfit. Perhaps Oliver should stop playing. Commish, how about you dropping out and directing us? Nothing doing, Floyd. I'm playing the trombone. Judge? No, indeed. The flute is very necessary in the Blue Danube. Well, we keep playing it this way. It's going to be the blackened Blue Danube. We wouldn't miss your flute playing, judge. Well, we wouldn't miss your trombone either. It sounds like a wounded buffalo. Watch it, Hooker. On our look. If anybody says they're worried about my fitting, I'm going home. I think all of us ought to go home. Yeah, we don't seem to be getting off on a good foot for 1950. No, we don't. Playing these instruments and arguing seems such a waste of time. Who's arguing? Well, perhaps we should do like other clubs and have a project of some kind. Like what, rafting off a turkey? I can move a lot of tickets at the barbershop. No, Floyd. I hate to admit it, but the judge is right. We do need a project. Something worthwhile in this club. Like Bullard. We don't get along too well, but I can't help admiring him for taking care of that little French boy. I have been thinking about that, little fellow. Too bad Mr. Bullard can't be here to meet him. Yeah, he is. See, wait a minute. There's a project for us, fellas. Let's take care of the boy till Bullard comes back from Florida. Us Jolly boys take care of the kid? Hey, that's an idea, Commissioner. Yeah, that would be a worthwhile project. Well, how are we going to talk to him? The only French I know is on them hair tonic bottles. Oh, I think we can make ourselves understood. And he can stay at my house. Not so fast, Judge. I thought of this. Well, Mrs. Peavey and I would be happy to take him. He might feel more at home with us. Mrs. Peavey has a world's fair pillow with your Eiffel Tower on it. Eiffel. Eiffel or no Eiffel, he's staying at my house. Says who? Me and the wife ain't got no kids. He's coming with me. But Floyd, don't be ridiculous. What? You wouldn't even know he was coming to town if I hadn't told you. What? Cossip. Now that's a fine attitude. Now watch it, Judge. Stop waving that flute. He's coming to my house. He's coming to my house. Stop it. Stop it. I wonder why we call this club the Jolly Boy. 80's Pollard. Won't do any harm to stop in for a minute. Maybe two minutes. Wonder if she's home. Better peek in the window. Yeah, there she is. Knitting. Well, I'll hold the yarn for her. Yeah, yeah, yeah. K-K-K-K-K-K-T, beautiful K-K-K-T. You're the aunt. Well, Southmorton. Hello, Catherine. I wondered who'd be ringing my doorbell at this hour. Well, I was just on my way home from the Jolly Boys. Won't you come in? Well, if you insist. Mother just went up to bed. Good. Well, Southmorton. Thanks. Well, Catherine. You're going to be proud of the Jolly Boys. Oh. Guess you've read about that little French boy that Rumson Bullard is taking. Yes, yes. I read it in the paper tonight. Well, he's coming in before Bullard gets back from Florida, so the Jolly Boys are going to take care of him for two days. Well, that's wonderful, Southmorton. Yeah, we decided to meet at Peavey's tomorrow and go to the train together. Ah. Where is he going to stay? Well, there's a slight difference of opinion about that. The judge and Floyd think they should keep him and Peavey thinks he should. And, of course, you think you should keep him. Because I haven't figured out how to get him yet. You Jolly Boys are wonderful. You say the little boy's French? Yeah. His name is Jean-Pierre Boussé. Oh, I'd love to talk to him. Oh, do you speak French? Oh, dear. Only a little. I have a French and English dictionary there in the bookcase. Can you reach it? Yeah, I think so. Is this the one? That's it. By the way, Catherine, how do you say how'd you like to stay at my house in French? Uh, let's see. Voulez-vous rester... Oh, I know what you're up to, Throckmorton. Well, if I'm the only one who can invite him over, you'll have to come with me. Very clever. Yeah. Catherine, do you mind if I take this little dictionary along with me? No, no, of course not. If I can help you, you let me know. Well, there is one question I always wanted to know how to ask in French. Oh, what question? Eh, maybe I'd better try to find it myself first. Let's see here. Hmm? You're looking under the case. Mm-hmm. Uh, could it be that you're trying to find Voulez-vous madonnais en baisse? What does that mean? It means, will you give me a kiss? How did you guess? How did you know? Well, I know you. That's the question all right. Catherine, may I have a kiss? No, absolument. Oh, sois. What's that? That's the answer. What does it mean? Absolutely not. Good night. Hmm. I'd have done better in English. Beautiful morning, Mr. Pearson. Old two pants. Let's see here. How do I say, would you like to come to my house? Eh, Voulez-vous rest there, chaise-moi? Pretty good. All right, George, little John Pierre will come and stay at my house because I'll be the only one who can speak French. You're a sly, young as Lee. Good morning, P.V. Well, hello, Mr. Countess Lee. Haven't Floyd and the judge shown up yet? Well, they should be here any minute. I'm just getting ready to close up now to get down to the depot. Fine. P.V., guess what this means. Voulez-vous rest there, chaise-moi? That means how would you like to stay at my house? P.V., how did you know? I learned it in the French dictionary. Don't tell me you've got one of those things, too. I've had it for some time. Mrs. P.V.'s parrot had some French words in its vocabulary, and I got curious as to what they were. Oh? They weren't in the dictionary. Well, here's the judge. Wearing a beret. Look at that. Hello, Horace. Morning, Judge. Well, sure, Missy is. Coming out of the bou. Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha. Zeke, the judge has a dictionary, too. Well, that's all I've learned, guilty, except how to invite the boy over. Voulez-vous rest there. Yeah, we know, Judge. Chaise-moi. Oh. Thank you for the station. Bon j'aure among sewers. Look, fellas, I picked up a French dictionary. Very original idea. I ain't cut ahead of hair all morning trying to learn this French. Great. A fine conversation we'll carry on with the boy. All anybody who's learned is how to invite him over to his house. Oh, yeah? Get a load of this. Huh? Pours, Soulager, LaPerry, Crone, Seked, Areta, Lays, Chavoux, Tom Bortz. What does that mean, Floyd? To relieve dry scalp and stop falling hair. Oh, my goodness. Floyd, you'll never get him to your house with an invitation off a French hair tonic bottle. Personally, gentlemen, I think we should stop quibbling over who'd take care of the boy. I'm in favor of that. Say, why don't we get our instruments and welcome him at the station with the Jolly Boys Band? That would make a big hit with a little Frenchman. 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Well, fellas, it's agreeable to let little Jean Pierre go home with the one he likes best, huh? Sure, let him take his choice. Good plan, Gelde. After all, the important thing is to have a home for the boy to go to, and Mr. Bullard will be back in two days to claim it. Fine, we're all jolly boys again. Well, no matter who gets him, I think it'd be nice to have a little party for him at the club tonight. I'll bring the copes. Splendid. Yeah, we can all bring the kid a present. Maybe he had a slim Christmas. Hello! Leroy! Well, hello, Leroy. Good morning, Leroy. Good morning, Leroy. Leroy, what are you doing down here? Oh, gosh, you've been talking so much about this French kid. I got curious. Well, I'm glad you're here, my boy. You can be part of the welcoming committee. Hey, here she comes. Huh? Look out for this. Yeah, that's it, all right. 1158, right on time. Yeah. Now for the steam. Hey, anybody getting off looks like a Frenchman. When the porter is taking off a bag with some stickers on it. Oh, look, who's getting off? I bet that's him. We're on the blue cap. Oh, yes. Yeah, come on, gang. I'll race you. Leroy, don't frighten the boy. Move over. Eh-eh. Jean-Pierre Boussé? We. Eh... We? Who else is there? Yeah. That means yes, Leroy. Excuse me, Mr. Boulard? Eh? He's saying something about Boulard, Gilder. Oh, yes. I guess he thinks I'm Boulard. Yeah. Well, I'm not Mr. Boulard. I'm Throckmorton P. Gildersleeve. Do you understand? Savvy? No. Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha. You will see Monsieur Boulard later. Beautiful friend. Wait a minute, Gilder. Let me take charge. What? Come over here, my boy. What's he doing? Here. You'll have to stay at home. I don't understand. I could go to France for a vacation. I have to stay with the Boulard family. Where is he? Well... You asked for a judge ticket. That kid talks faster than my wife. I regret it, but I don't speak English. Look, let somebody in there understand, kids. Hey, who do you want to go home with, butch? Oh, my goodness. Voulez-vous rest there, chase boy, little man? Je ne sais pas. He doesn't seem to want to go home with any of it. Qui est ce garçon? He's pointing to Leroy. Comment vous appelez-vous, garçon? Talk to him, Leroy. Are you kidding? Well, do something. You're the only one he seems interested in. Oh, my gosh. A baby turtle? Look up, too. Léz-en-voit-en-il-est-il-est possible-play? Leroy's turtle and smiling. Yeah, we broke the ice. I guess Leroy's the only one who can talk to him. Yeah, turtle talk. Gilly, it seems that you get to take Jean-Pierre. Yeah, well, I've got him. I don't know what I'm going to do with him. You take little Jean-Pierre upstairs and find a nice clean towel for him, huh? He'll want to take a bath after his long train ride. Okay. Leroy, you show him where he's going to sleep tonight. Where is he going to sleep? Well, you'll have your room, my boy. My room? Yeah, we'll put the folding cot in my bedroom for you. Oh, corn-sake. What do we have to come to our house for? Shh. Now, Leroy, run along. Jean-Pierre? Are you bored? Oh, what? Oh, Fouie. If you're... Bertie! Yes, Bertie. Bertie, how about fixing some French food for little Jean-Pierre, huh? A flaming crepe-sousette, perhaps. No, sir. Bertie ain't food with no fire dishes. Bertie likes to serve food hot, but after she's gone to all the trouble of cooking it, she don't see no reason to lie to match to it. You know what? I'm going to give that boy my skills, please. What, Bertie? Good old home cooking American style. That sounds like a good idea. Yes. If that little boy is going to live in America, we've got to help him be an American. Well, go to it, Bertie. Yes, sir. If anything will make a good American item, it's good old home cooking American style. Yes, indeed. It's not bad, Bertie. That's right. Feed him good old home cooking American style. Oh, boy, George, I can't wait for dinner. I must be a good American. Stop kicking that rock and hurry up. We'll be late for the Jolly Boys. I'm hurrying on. Wonder how Judge Hooker's getting along with Jean-Pierre. All right, I imagine. Certainly it was nice of the judges to take him for a drive around town before the club meeting tonight. Yeah. At least I got him out of R here. No, Leroy. I'd like to have you cooperate a little more. That's all I've been doing. Tried to play baseball with him, and he couldn't even hit the ball. He swings like a girl. Well, Leroy, you can't expect him to be as good at our games as you are. Must be a lot of things little Jean-Pierre can do better than you can. Yeah? Like what? Well, he can... I mean, that is, um... He can yackity-yack and French. What else can he do? That's all he's done so far. At Leroy, I'm certain he's a fine boy. Jolly Boys Club tonight. Yeah, we thought you should be along, Leroy. That sounds like you, Leroy. Hi, Commiss, Leroy. Hi. Guess everybody's here now. Yeah, guess we are. Well, bonsoir Jean-Pierre. Bonsoir, Monsieur. How's everything and everybody getting along? I mean, with him? I never seen such a guy, Commiss. What? I spent two bucks for a football and he didn't know what it was. Tried to spin it like a top. Shh, shh, Leroy. Well, he don't know what I'm talking about. You see what I mean, Uncle? Well, Leroy, we sort of have to work these things out, you know. Yeah. I got along with a boy famously. I stopped at the music store and picked up the music for La Marseille. La Marseille? Yeah? Yeah, the French national anthem. La Marseille's. We bomb, bomb. Bomb? Say, that got a rise on him. That's something the boy understands. Why don't we get our instruments and play it for him? Well, we might try it. Where's my violin? I'm willing to try anything, but two buck football sure didn't go over. Now, Floyd, we mustn't expect too much of little Jean-Pierre. Hey, who's going to play the drums? Why don't we let Leroy do that? He's got rhythm. Oh, boy! Don't you break that drum, Leroy. Leroy, wait for the rest of us. Well, I'm ready. Let's play it for him. My day's first. Yeah. And it seems to have more notes than a beautiful blue danube. How bonus, sir. Fish upon in the violon. Okay. I think he wants your violin, the pivi. Oh, oh. Might as well give it to him, pivi. I guess he feels left out. What if he does ruin the piece? Very well. Here you are. Merci. Yeah! Pretty good, eh, Leroy? Sounds like he's taking music lessons. Sounds to me like he gives them. Hey, he's good. What do you know? A Josie Itobi on the violin and we didn't know it. Merci, monsieur. What's he to be known? Eh, he wants you to take your violin, pivi. I don't want to after that. What's he tapping the pencil for? I think he wants to leave the orchestra. Leave the orchestra? Oh, eh, I'll ask him. Direct, eh, vous, les orchestras? Oui, monsieur, mais oui. Eh, eh, eh, you understood me. Now we're getting somewhere with the kid. Get your horn, commision. Yeah, I got it. If there's anything that's broken down after it needs, it's a leader. Vous êtes prêt, monsieur? Get ready with your fiddle, pivi. Yeah, pivi. Just follow Jean-Pierre and I'll bet you play as well as he did. Well, I wouldn't do that. I'll try. Attention. Commencez. This is the best we ever played. Kill the sleeve, we'll be right back. When the gang at your house asks for a handout, your smartest move, mother, is just to set out some bread and velvita. Let them fix their snacks with Kraft's good-eating cheese food. Let them spread or slice the velvita thick, toast it to a bubbling gold if they like. You can stand back and smile. For although you're being an indulgent mother, you're being very wise, too. Like the milk you urge your children to drink, that velvita is rich in food values they need. And velvita is as digestible as milk itself, too. So keep stocked with packages or the two-pound loaf. 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