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Don't you just love to go to church on Sunday, Doc Morton? Dr. Prescott's sermons make you feel so good inside. Well, Adeline, they make you feel pretty good when you get outside, too. Pretty long talker, Prescott. Oh, you. I enjoy it every minute of it. I never saw so many pretty new fall hats. Awfully sweet of you to invite me to go. Well, I knew you'd want to hear Marjorie's first solo. She sang beautifully, Dr. Morton. Yeah. A little Marjorie in the choir. Family's growing up, Adeline. Before we know it, the baby will be going to Sunday school. The poor little foundling. I don't think anybody's ever going to claim her. When are you going to adopt us, Dr. Morton? Well, the state law seems to think I should be married first. Well, it's none of my business, but I agree the baby ought to have a mother. Maybe true. Some other couple could come along and adopt her unless you get married. Of course, it's none of my business. But who could I marry, Adeline? Well, there's an old Southern expression, sometimes you're so close to the forest you can't see the tree. Oh, yes, well, here's your house and there's mine. Goodbye. I see the tree all right. She nearly had me on a limb. Sonning the baby? Yes, Mr. Gillesleve. Thought I'd bring out the yard for a while. Good idea. And how are you, little baby? You like it out here? Uh-huh. Well, I guess she does. You care to watch her for a while, Mr. Gillesleve? I ought to start dinner. Dinner? Oh, go right ahead, Betty. Thank you, sir. Come along, little baby. The sun's moving around. Let's move around with it. That's it. Hold on to your hat, baby. Here we go, right out the driveway. Oh, there's a car coming in here. Uh, Bullard. Always using my driveway to turn around. Why doesn't he use his own? Oh, hello, Gillesleve. Hope you don't mind my using your driveway. Oh, no. Anytime. That's what it's for, neighbor. Nice car you're driving, Mr. Bullard. Well, it'll do until I get my 49 model, late 48. Oh, yes. I'm waiting for a 49 model, too. I've been waiting since 1936. That's a nice buggy you're pushing, Gillesleve. Buggy? Oh, yes. There's a baby inside. Yes, I know. I've been noticing her. I'm very interested in babies. You are? Hello there, little Miss Baby. Remember me? I'm Mr. Rumson Bullard from across the street. Oh, brother. We shook hands the other day, remember? Tickle, tickle, tickle. He doesn't seem very responsive today. Well, maybe it's your gloves, Mr. Bullard. She might be frightened by the yellow suede. Oh. Ah, you're lucky to have a lovely child like this, Gillesleve. Mrs. Bullard and I have often discussed adopting a little girl to grow up with Craig. That might help. Little Craig. And this baby has aroused my interest. She has? Have you started adoption proceedings yet, Gillesleve? Well, no, Mr. Bullard. To adopt her, I'd have to get married, and that seems a little drastic. Yes, yes. I can understand why you wouldn't want to assume additional obligations, a water commissioner's salary being what it is. It isn't that, Mr. Bullard. Whereas with my income, I could easily support a little tax exemption. Yes, indeed. She'd be welcome in the Bullard home. I'll look here, Bullard. Well, ta-ta, little ta. I'll be seeing you. Good day, Gillesleve. Worry what he meant by that. Baby, how'd you like to have a stuffed shirt like that for a father? Those are my sentiments exactly. I'd better watch that guy. I may put a gate on that driveway, too. To get to sleep. I wonder if I ate too much of Bertie's roast beef. Oh, it isn't that. It's what old Moneybag's Bullard was saying. Wonder what he meant by all those sly comments. Have you started adoption proceeding yet? Yes, indeed. She'd be welcome in the Bullard home. I'll be seeing you. Bullard had it coming. He's a neighbor and a friend. Well, a neighbor, anyway. Hey, there's Bullard now. Going into the courthouse. Courthouse? I'd better follow him. There he goes down the hall. I'll stay a little ways behind him. He turned left. I'll bet that's where you go to take out adoption papers. Peek around the corner. Yield asleep? Yield asleep, are you following me? Just on my way to my office. Yield asleep, what are you up to? Well, what are you up to? What are you doing down here? I'm seeing a certain official about a certain matter and it's certainly none of your business. It certainly is. I'm going to see my lawyer. I've got to talk to you. Now let's re-examine the facts of the case, Mr. Garfinkel. Judge, get off the phone. Excuse me. Yieldy, I'm conversing with a client, Farmer Garfinkel. I'm a client, too. Then sit down on the chair. Now then, Mr. Garfinkel, you allege that hunters trespassed on your property and shot eight tame geese. Geese at a time like this, John. Which we shall hereafter refer to as the corpus delectar. Judge, if you don't hang up, there's going to be a corpus hooker. Pardon me, Mr. Garfinkel. There's a big commotion in the office. I'll call you back. I hope you're satisfied now that you've interrupted me on my biggest case this week, Yieldy. What's on your alleged mind? Judge, you've got to help me adopt the baby. Well, Yieldy, I doubt if I'm your solution. What do you mean? To adopt the baby, you have to get married. And I don't accept your proposal. Judge, let's not be ridiculous. I have every reason to believe that somebody is trying to adopt the baby before I do. Who, Yieldy? Rumson Bullard. Rumson Bullard? Just yesterday, he said he admired her. And this morning, I caught him sneaking into the courthouse. Judge, you've got to help me. Yieldy, I regret to say that if Rumson Bullard is taking steps, there's not much that I can do about it. Judge! And if you're not going to marry and adopt the infant, Bullard's home might not be a bad place for her. Uh-huh. Cultural and social advantages? Opportunities to marry well? Money? She'd never want for anything, Yieldy. Now I can see it. Hooker, you're on Bullard's side, too. I'll bet you even drew up his papers. What? You turned against your friend and fellow jolly boy. You're nothing but an old goat in wolf's clothing. Now, Yieldy, you know I'm the best friend you and that baby have. Horse feathers, Hooker, horse feathers. You can save that stuff for Garfinkle and his eight dead geese. Well, maybe Bullard should adopt the baby. At least she won't have a fat head for a father. Oh, watch it! Turn, coat! Fat head? Goose lawyer? Goodbye! What's happened today, do you? You see that big house across the street? There's a big man in there and he wants you. I couldn't bear to see this little girl grow up across the street. It would break my heart. But, as Hooker said, she'd never want for anything. Might be for the best. Oh, little girl. The only way I can prevent it is to get married. But the prevention seems worse than the cure. It's not funny. Hello, Leroy. Why do you want two dollars and a quarter, Leroy? For a down payment on a dog. A dog? Why do you want a dog all of a sudden? I want to pet him and play with him. Leroy, there are dogs running across our lawn every five minutes. You can pet them. Oh, gosh. They're just nuts. I want a pedigree dog. Pedigree dog? Now, where did you get such an idea? Well, gosh, it's my allowance, honk. I'll put the two and a quarter with what I have. Hey, honk, why don't you buy it? Leroy, pedigree dogs cost a lot of money. You can tell it is my Christmas present. For two years. Leroy, you know you'll want a dozen things between now and Christmas. You don't want me to have it. Now, my boy, I didn't say that. Sit down. Let's talk this thing over. Your old uncle isn't made of money, you know? All right, honk. A little kid can't have a dog. A pedigree dog? Well, better go up and see if you'll settle for a pedigree looking mutt. Who could that be? It's nearly supper time. Craig Bullard. Where's Leroy? He's upstairs, Craig. He doesn't feel so good. What's that? So that's where Leroy got the idea. Leroy doesn't have a pedigree dog. Well, he may have one someday. I've been thinking of buying him a bird dog just like that. He's a... Well, Terrier? Oh, yes, getting a little dark out there. Whoo! It sounds more expensive than I thought. It's a little late, Craig. Go on home. I'm closing the door. I don't like him, either. No, Birdie. I was just suggesting to Craig that he go home. Oh. Birdie, what would you think about letting some wealthy family like the Bullards adopt the baby? That's the Bullard! Now, Birdie, I know it comes as a shock to you, but there are a lot of things in favor of it. There'll always be things the water peddler and commissioner can't buy. Well, money ain't everything, Mr. Gillsleeve. Look how well you raise Miss Marjorie and Leroy. You know what you give them children that money can't buy? Well... You give them part of your heart. No, Birdie, you're just prejudiced. You may not be a man with a big pocketbook, but you're a man with a big heart. Well, but in the long run, the baby may be better off with Mr. Bullard. Mr. Gillsleeve, you can't give this baby to that man. You don't want this sweet little thing to grow up like that snooty little crag, do you? Well... Mr. Gillsleeve, that baby was left in your car and it's your responsibility. The only way I can keep her is to get married. Married? Well, if that's the only way I'll take it, throw caution to the wind. I may have to, but that... Now you talk, Mr. Gillsleeve. No sacrifice is too great when it comes to saving the baby. I may save the baby, Bill. Who'll save me? Oh, my... 20 brand-new Ford sedans. Think of it. 721 prizes, including 20 powerful streamlined new Ford sedans, will be won in Par-K series of big contests. Why, those Fords alone are practically priceless today. And the grand prize winner gets $1,000 to go with the luxurious car he wins. 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Arms locked behind his back. He walks the streets, bearing his chest and thoughts to the wind and rain. Marriage. Of course, I won't be able to go out nice with the jolly boys as much after the first year, but I can adopt the baby and that's what I want. Now, you're just kidding yourself, Gillsleeve. You've got to get married. Oh, Pee-Vee. Well, hello, Mr. Gillesleeve. What can I do for you this bustery afternoon? Well, if you don't mind, I'd like to stand over your floor furnace a few minutes. And careful, a lot of hot air comes up through there, Mr. Gillesleeve. I know that, Pee-Vee. Pee-Vee, I just made a big decision. I am going to get married. Yep, a lot of hot air comes up through there. I mean it this time, Pee-Vee. Oh, I'm sure you do. Who is the lucky woman? Well, that's what I'd like to talk to you about. You've decided to marry without knowing who? That's living pretty dangerously, Mr. Gillesleeve. I have a pretty good idea, Pee-Vee, but I'd appreciate your opinion. Mr. Gillesleeve, I'm no Dorothy Dick. No, but you've been married a long time. You know what adds up to a happy married life. Well, I wouldn't say that. But I might be able to point out some of the bear traps. Trap or no trap, Pee-Vee, it's the best thing to do. For me, the baby, and Miss Fairchild. Miss Fairchild, you think? Yeah. What do you think of that line, Fairchild, Pee-Vee? She appears to be a fine, upstanding woman. Oh, that she is. Now that I have a baby in the house, I have to have a wife. Are you sure you're not putting the cart before the horse, Mr. Gillesleeve? Pee-Vee, I have reason to believe that if I don't adopt the baby right away, somebody else will. Well, I don't blame you for wanting to adopt the baby. You don't? Why, George Pee-Vee, I'll call Alarine right now and make a date and propose tonight. And Pee-Vee, thanks for your advice. I didn't give that hothead any advice. Mr. Gillesleeve. I wonder if you would mind using the telephone booth across the street. Huh? What's the matter, Pee-Vee? Is yours out of order? No, but you're a good customer, Mr. Gillesleeve. I'd hate to have you come in here years later, look at that booth and hold it against me. Oh, my goodness. I'm going to call from here, Pee-Vee. And you can suffer the consequences same as me. You look so nice tonight. Thank you, Marjorie. Your lotion smells devastating. And you've shaved so nice and close. Yeah, yeah. But aren't you a little pale, Unky? Pale? Oh, that's talcampotter, I think. Leroy, this is no rally. Well, you look great anyway, Unky. I don't know who you're calling on tonight, Unky, but whoever she is, she's the best. No, I don't suppose she will. Here, wait till I straighten your tie. Huh? There. Now, stand back. I want to take one last look at you. You better take one last look, too, Leroy. Why? I want you to remember me the way I am. I'll stay out here all night. I better go in. Those policemen cruising around the block are getting in my way. I better go in. Those policemen cruising around the block are getting suspicious. Better ring the bell, I guess. What if Adeline doesn't accept me? No, you're grabbing its straws gellously. You've got to go through with it for the baby's sake. Rock Morton. Hello, Adeline. Won't you come into my parlour, said the spider to the fly? Adeline, what do you mean by that? Well, nothing silly. Are you sure? My, you're touchy this evening. Well, had a hard day. You must have. I'm sorry, Adeline. Sit down. Thank you. This afternoon on the phone you sounded so eager and so romantic. Yes, I guess I did. You're just going to sit there and whistle, aren't you? Whistle? Oh, no, no, no. What are you thinking about? I wonder if you'd hand me one of those mints. My mouth seems a little dry. Adeline? Yes? You and I have known each other a long time. Nearly a year. That's long enough for people to make up their minds about each other. So, Adeline, I came over tonight to ask you... Yes, Rock Morton. ...to ask you to hand me another mint. My mouth's dry again. Oh, thank you, Adeline. As I was saying, I seem to like you and you seem to like me. So tonight, Adeline, I'd like to ask you to... Yes, Rock Morton? Ask me another mint. Why don't you take the whole box? Thank you. Adeline, you're good-natured, nice-looking, always attractive when I come over in the evening. I've always admired you too, Rock Morton. You're a successful businessman. You're attractive and sturdy. Well, Adeline, now that we've talked it over, I'd... Well, I'd like to ask you... There aren't any more mints. There aren't? Then I'd better go home. Rock Morton, be gilded a sleeve, you sit down. Huh? Could it be you sweet little man that you came over here to propose to little old Adeline? Huh? I accept. You do, baby? Well, gilded sleeve, you have every reason to be a happy man. That sick feeling in your stomach is probably because you ate so many mints. Probably. Who's that? Oh, Bullard out walking that dog. Well, I've got something to say to him. Bullard, wait a minute. Good evening, gilded sleeve. Bullard, you can't have the baby. What's that, gilded sleeve? You thought you could double-cross me, didn't you? With all your money, you thought you could step right in and take my baby away from me. Well, Bullard, it won't work. I've taken steps. I'm going to get married. Well, congratulations, gilded sleeve. Don't you congratulate me, Bullard. It means I can adopt the baby. I think that's wonderful. Congratulations again. What? Aren't you mad because you can't adopt her? Certainly not. Why should I be? But, Bullard, what about this morning at the courthouse? What were you doing there? Gilded sleeve, it's none of your business. But if you must know, I was getting this dog a license. A dog a license? All for the names of the four top winners in the first of Parquet's five big baby-naming contests. Oh, I want to hear that. 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