 The Andersen family. Mary Andersen speaking. Mary, as soon as you can. Rosebushes, are you all right Oliver? Of course. But the girls are here from the auxiliary. We'll send them home. Again folks. Now let's visit the Andersen family. Well this whole thing started when Oliver Andersen returned to work from lunch. Everything seemed quiet and peaceful, but unfortunately things were in a chaotic condition underneath the serenity. Thompson, Torrance and Tufts, good afternoon. Come on, Sadie. Oh yes, Mr. Andersen, come here a minute. Thompson, Torrance and Tufts, who? Mr. Tufts? He's in Washington, sorry. No, no, nothing important. He goes there every year. Oh, Mr. Andersen, I'll have to note on your desk in there. Mr. Thompson wants to see you as soon as you get in. See me? Nothing serious, a hope? So do I. Thompson, Torrance and Tufts, who's your party? Now is it something personal? I don't know exactly. All I know is he just had Mr. Millsen there. Wanted to know about some roses, but Mills didn't know a thing about them, poor fellow. Roses? Poor fellow? I don't get it. Oh Mrs. Thompson again. Been calling for the last week. He's been trying to find some special rose bush for his wife's birthday. It's her hobby. Well, why doesn't he call someone who sells them? Mr. Andersen, believe me, he had. He's made ten calls already this morning. He's fit to be tied. Well, maybe I better go on in and see what it is he wants. Shall I plug your calls in his office? No, just hold them. I'll be right out. I'm afraid. Come in. Good morning, Mr. Thompson. You wanted to see me? See you? Oh, yes. Yes, I do want to see you. Sit down. Thanks. I hope everything is going well. Around the plant, yes, but... Can you keep a secret? A secret? I guess so. What is it? I am slowly going batty. Huh? No, no, it doesn't show in my face. It's something deeper than that. Have you ever had something keep you awake nights and have you pacing the floor days? I sure have, but he's grown up now. I don't think you understand. Here's the whole thing in a nutshell. But first, let me ask you a couple of questions. You like it here, don't you? Well, you mean do I like to work for you people? Well, that's it, exactly. Well, yes, I've enjoyed my association with you. And you don't think you're too presuming of me as your employer to ask a special favor or two once in a while? Of course not. Good. I'm glad you feel that way. I may as well tell you that I've already consulted three of our best men on the subject. All I've received so far is nothing. Absolutely nothing. Anderson, if there's one man who can hit in the pinches, it's you. I'm going to ask you to do something special for me. Oh, I can try. Splendid. Now, you know my wife has a hobby of raising roses. Best collection in the state. Yes, I know. I've seen some of her roses there. Wonderful. You have. You know, I always say, you can depend on a man who grows flowers. Well, thanks. I've often admired those crimson condiments that you have on your coat lapel. Crimson condiments. Oh, I see. It's graft. It's a graft. It's a graft. It's a graft. It's a graft. It's a graft. It's a graft. It's a graft. It's a graft. It's a graft. It's a graft. Stop listening. Yes, sir. Well, now if I can be of any help, I'll be only too glad to do it, Mr. Thompson. I dabble a bit in roses myself. In fact, I'm quite an authority on them. Anderson, uh, uh, Oliver, my friend. Well... You have no idea what this means to me. As you know, my wife didn't win first place at the annual garden show. Yeah. Oh, she complained that her collection wasn't complete. Well... Now she determines that you'll include a yellow rose next year. It's a very unusual plant, and it seems to be unfindable. I'd give $500 for a bush of that kind. $500? Hmm. Let's see. I have the name of the rose here somewhere. Let me see. Oh, here's that light-filled. For a size for a Jeanette. Oh, let's see. Oh, yes, sir. Yes, sir. It's called the Dawn of Yellow Bus. Well, yes. Well, that's pretty rare, I guess. Uh, rare or not rare, I must find one. Well, I know I don't have any in my collection. My, my, it's wonderful to have a hobby like that. Oliver, I'd love to see your rose bushes. You would? You would? Well, I mean, sure, anytime. Anytime, huh? Yeah. You know that gives me an idea. My wife is over in Paddington for a few hours scarring the nurseries for this, uh, Dawn of Yellow Bus. Mm-hmm. So I'll just accept your invitation for this afternoon. But tell Mrs. Anderson not to fuss. Oh, I could eat anything. Uh, you mean you're, uh, coming to dinner? Oh, come now, I'm not fussy. Oh, wow. No special plans for me. Great Scott Anderson. Oliver, uh, what I'm most interested in is your roses. Well, uh... What a find you are, Anderson. With your help, I know we can find that Dawn of Yellow Bus. We can't fail. Uh, yeah, I was afraid of that. Uh, well, we'll see. See, see, get me Mrs. Anderson right away, will ya? Yeah. Gee, Mr. Anderson, I'm sorry to hear it. You've been with us so long, too. I'll take it to my office. Don't worry about it, Mr. Anderson. My boyfriend can get you a job out to consolidate an iron. I'm not fired. Hello, hello. Mary? Oliver? Well, what's wrong? Look, now, don't ask questions. Go out and buy a dozen or two of rose bushes and plant them. Are you all right, Oliver? Of course I am. Get a dozen rose bushes and plant them before we get there. We? Who's we? The boss. I got mixed up in a rose deal and, uh, look, I can't explain it now. Just get the bushes and plant them. Plant them where? Plant them anywhere. I don't care. Dig a hole and put them in and throw some dirt around them. I can't do that. Oliver, the girls are here from the auxiliary and I can't walk out on them. I'll get Junior to run over to the nursery and get some. No, no, no, no, not that. They'll sell the boy anything. He doesn't know what to ask for. You go. I simply can't. Oh, all right. Send Junior, but I can imagine the mess. I'll ask Mr. Meister next door to help Junior plant them. I'll pay him a dollar or two. Okay, I'll leave it up to you then. Oh, by the way, what are we going to have for dinner? Dinner? Yeah. Oh, no, not for the boss. The boss? You don't mean... That's exactly what I mean. The boss is coming out for dinner. You know I don't... I didn't know any sooner, Mary. He invited himself practically. Look, I'll stop and buy a few rose bushes on my way home just in case Junior doesn't bring home the right thing. I don't understand him. Look, and tell Junior I haven't leave those little paddles on the bushes so I can tell the names of them. Anything else? Well, that's all. I'll be home before the boss gets there and check on everything. Goodbye. Oh, hi, Homer. What's all this sudden garden business all about? I'll explain it to you a little later, Homer. Yeah? How many have you got planted, Mary? Well, we just started. I think this is the third one. Where are the other two? Well, right around on the other side of the garage. The other side of the garage? What are you trying to do, hide them? They're not that bad, I hope. They're just bushes. These two here have a rose on them. We've had a hard season, too. Do all roses droop like that? Look, as long as you're here, there's nothing to help keep you from helping us, is there? Here, take this shovel. The bushes should be along this side of the garage where you can see them when you walk into the backyard. Yeah, but I know. But you can't spade it. It's just too hard there. That's silly. Give me the spade. Is this bush all right, dear? Well, it's in the ground all right. Why does it have to lean over like that? Well, sir, you know, it's a funny thing about them things. They all lean a little bit like that. They start packing them down. Well, let's pour some water on them. Make them look like they've been here a long time. He'll be here in half an hour. While you're working, Oliver, suppose you explain what good these bushes are going to do. Look, he thinks I know about roses and he can find a special kind of a rose bush for his wife. Why do you get into these things? I didn't get into. He thinks I'm interested in roses, too, so I have to give that impression that this is a sick-looking bunch of rose bushes. Well, sir, they all look that way when you first put them in, and then they snap right up in a month or two, yeah? A month? Look, these are going to have to snap into it in the next 30 minutes or I'm a goner. Well, sir, you know, Oliver, way back in North Platte. That's in Nebraska where I come from. North Platte, North. Well, sir, I love to raise kumquats. Oh, I love kumquats. Well, sir, those are the fastest-growing things you've ever seen, kumquats. They grow right up and push the roof right off the... Look, Homer, dry up a minute here. Hand me that shovel, will you? You'll get round-shouldered leaning on it that way. Shovel? Yeah. Oh, yeah, sure. You know, it's too hard to dig along this side. Yeah, you said that once. Yeah. Oh, me. Well, it's a little hard. I'll move over here a foot, so... Now, do you believe it's too hard to dig through? Oh, it could be done, I guess, but, well, I don't have time right now. Now, those two bushes over there by the close polar juniors. He worked like a Trojan planting them. He just wants everything you have, Oliver. Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, me. Yep, a chip, if ever did see one. It looked like they've had a bad night, too. Oh, Oliver, how can you say that? Junior worked hard on them. Oh, well, a rose is a rose, I guess, by any name. Yep, you know, Oliver, I could get me a garden plow and turn this plot over a bit, you know. Not now, Homer. No. We don't have time to do it. Just make a hole. Put in the rose bush and trust the luck that the light is bad out here. Well, while Homer does that, I'll go in and get some dinner. Oh, oh, yeah, that's right. I've forgotten about dinner. What's going to be, Mary? Well, just what I told you on the phone, dear cream tuna fish on toast. Oh, no, Mary, not that. Why don't you get a couple of steaks or something? With what, may I ask? I left you plenty of money in this water. You said get a dozen rose bushes, so I got a dozen rose bushes. A dollar fifty apiece. That's 18 dollars. Would have bought half a cow. You're kidding? Gee, now we are stuck offering the boss tuna fish. Hey, wait a minute. He's a fisherman himself. Maybe he likes tuna, huh? Are they honking for you? I can't see. Hey, hey, it's the boss. Hi, come on in. Just throw out the anchor there, mate. What a way to talk to the boss. Oh, he's okay. Come on in, Mary. I'll go meet him and keep him in the hostel. Homer's finished out here. You certainly have quite a place here. Oh, yeah, I'm doing a little here and a little there. It'll look pretty good when I finish with it. Come on in. I don't see your roses. Roses, roses, yeah. Well, I put them in the back. The sun is too hot for them out front. Hmm, that's funny. It's the same sun, isn't it? Well, yeah, I suppose it is. But they do better near a garage. Is that so? Yeah. Maybe that's what's wrong with our roses. We have them out in front. Well, I wish you'd come in first and see Mary. She hasn't seen you in the message in quite a while. Oh, yes, Mary. My wife often speaks of her. And oh, that wonderful meal we had here. Braised ribs, I believe. Oh, braised sirloin. Well, come on in. Say, where's the little fellow? Junior, I believe. Oh, he's around somewhere. Here, I'll close it. Oh, thank you. Just sit down right there, Mr. Thompson. How was the joy? Oh, no thanks, Anderson. I'll just smoke my pipe, I guess. Not the same pipe you smoke at the office. Wouldn't smoke any other? Nearly lost it one time when I was fishing for swordfish. Oh, did you catch one that day? No, no luck, dreaded. I did, however, catch a large tuna, great shining denizen of the deep. That's well, you probably love tuna then. There's a food, I mean. Tuna, don't mention the name to me. I never ate so much of one fish and got so thoroughly disgusted with tuna in my life. I can't stand the stomach it. Why, uh, what's wrong, Anderson? You look faint. Do I? Well, maybe that's because I am. Do the Anderson's. Well, Oliver invited his boss to dinner and to view some rose bushes, which Oliver almost didn't get set out in time. Mary and Oliver have just cleaned up the cream, tuna, and the boss has been eating peanut butter sandwiches on his meal. Well, Mrs. Anderson, I feel as though I'd partaken of a seven course dinner at the Ritz. Well, it's nice of you to say that, Mr. Thompson. However, the next time you come, I hope Oliver has enough foresight to let me know in time. Oh, tut-tut, I think nothing of it. I'm crazy about peanut butter. That is, I get it so seldom at home, diet and all that rot, you know. Well, what do you say we go out and see the rose bushes while it's still light? Oh, I'll bet they're pretty. I, uh, hope so. I mean, yeah, well, let's go. I, uh, that is, I'll just stay in if you don't mind, Oliver, and clean off the table. I wish I could help you. Oh, come now, Anderson. Don't tell me you're domestic too. Well, uh... I still don't see the roses, Anderson. Well, uh, no, you see, they're out back of the garage. Back of the garage? Surely you're joking, Anderson. Oh, no, no. I find if you keep them in the shade these three months and transplant them after that in a sunny place, they do much better. They do? Yeah. My, I'll have to tell that to my wife. She's been doing it all wrong. She has them in the sun and, uh, sprinkles them with some foul-smelling stuff to make them grow. Oh, you mean plant food? Uh, well, that could be it. Uh, now, there, uh, there they are. Just a few of them. Hmm, peculiar, I must say. Why do they lean in different directions? Different directions. Oh, yeah, well, look, a great razor of roses once told me that roses were individuals. If placed in straight rows in upright positions, they lose their individuality and don't do so well. Uh-huh. I think you have it, Anderson. My wife has her roses planted in a direct row. Well, now, uh, you take the, uh, pizzicata crimson. They're sort of a nontralon type. They'll thrive in just any company. Is that so? Hmm. I wonder how my wife has had such good luck in recent years. Look, straight row, in the sun, and no individuality. Oh, I suppose she's had unusual luck. Well, now, now, over there is, uh, let me see that tag. Huh? It's a petaluma pink. Oh, yes, a petaluma pink. Yeah. I've heard my wife mention that one. They have a tendency to drop the petals before maturity, I believe. Sort of a temperamental, huh? Yes. Well, I guess you've seen most of them now. Why, uh, I'm a little disappointed, Anderson, in your assortment. I don't know why, but I had presumed from our conversation at the office that you had a large collection. Oh, no, I'm sort of a beginner in this. Well, shall we go in? Hmm, I believe I've seen everything. By the way, those two bushes by the clothes prop over there. Oh, those? Oh, that's just an experiment. We're trying to cross a rambler with a petunia, I believe it is. Shall we go in? Oh, come now, come now, that's impossible. Crossing a rose with a petunia. Anderson, you scoundrel, I believe you're hiding something from me. Me? Why, I wouldn't hide anything from you, Mr. Thompson. They're just a couple of throwaways, shall we? But that yellow rose. Well, that's just a hangover from better days, is all. Shall we? Let me look closer at that. A little wooden tag on it there. Yeah, so I see. I can't see very well without my glasses. That's good. Let's see, yellow bus don. Yellow bus don? Anderson, is this some sort of a trick? Are you trying to conceal the fact that you have a don of yellow bus? Don a yellow bus? It is. You know it is. Of all the deceitful underhanded tricks, Anderson, this is it. Well, how are you? I wouldn't have that rose bush if you offered it to me free. Well, I... I always said, yes, I've always said, you can find out about a man among his flowers. I shall see you in the morning. In the morning? Uh, you mean... I think I've made myself clear. Junior, just a minute. I want to talk to you. Well, gee, I can't wait now. The kids are waiting for me, Pop. Let them wait. Now, you went to the nursery and bought some rose bushes, right? Mom told me to. I know. But how did you get hold of a don of yellow bus? Yellow bus? Yeah. Is that bad? I don't know, Pop. I just picked out a dozen bushes and the man wrapped them up. Well, where did you get those little paddles that were on them? All the paddles. Oh, yeah. I got them on the window ledge in the garage. I just put them on as I came to them. That's all I wanted to know. That little gesture on your part is apt to cut off our feed. Uh-oh. You mean you're fired again, Pop? I am not fired again. But there's no excuse for you interfering with those paddles. Yeah, I'm wrong. But the kids are waiting for me. I know that. Oh, I get it. This is pretty serious, huh, Pop? It certainly is. Now, why did you put that don of yellow bus paddle on the bush by the clothes post? Oh, gee, I don't know. Well, maybe it came on it. Some of them did have paddles on them. I see. Well, now look. You tell those kids you're not coming out tonight. And you're going to cut the grass tomorrow and clean the yard. Tomorrow? Yes, tomorrow. Oh, gee. We were going to a show tomorrow, Pop. Well, it's off. Well, learn now that life isn't just a long string of pleasantries. What you've just done is serious. It may change our whole pattern of life. Well, it looks like you got an airtight case there, so OK. I'll accept your verdict, Pop. But I'd like to appeal it. No appeal this time, son. You overdid it. Admirably done, Oliver. It was? Hmm. Now, why don't you try to help me instead of just sitting and saying nothing? There was nothing to say. It would just confuse the issue. You let me do all the punishment. That was your idea, not mine. Well, I knew he was only trying to help. Oh, you feel that I've been unjust as well. Let's say a bit hasty. Well, he planned all week on that serial picture tomorrow. Well, what could I do? He's too big to argue with. But the punishment was too great for the deed, Oliver. What shall I do now? Go to his room and apologize? Well, no. Let's make just one thing steak, shall we? Maybe this is one of Junior's friends. Don't tell him he's tired. Or something. Good evening. Mrs. Anderson? That's right. I sold your boy some rose bushes this afternoon. Oh, yes. Come in. Among those rose bushes was one outstanding plant. In fact, the lady had called and offered me a lot of money for it. Oh, yeah. Was it Mrs. Thompson? Oh, yes. I believe it was. And I gave it to your boy by mistake. Well, now, sit down, brother. Here. Have a cigar. I don't smoke. Well, I'll have a cup of coffee. I'm glad to see you. Goodness. Is something wrong? Now, look, mister, I'm going to give you that bush back for nothing on one condition. Well, what's the condition? That you tell Mrs. Thompson that the only dawn of Yelibos in town is owned by me. I bought it. She'll have to deal with me. Well, would that be honorable? Now, look, don't be naive. Well, I'd do anything to straighten this out. Fine. Just call Mrs. Thompson, tell her I bought it, and that's all you have to do. I'll collect the money for you, and I'll go ahead. Get busy. There you see, Mary. I'm getting action right away. Yes? Oh, it's all right. I don't know what got into me. Oh, skip it. I'll drop by your office one of these days and talk it over with you. Oh, what are you saying? Look, Anderson, I was upset about the dawn of Yelibos, my wife, and just everything. I know, but your actions were nosy. No, wait, Anderson. You can't talk to me that way. I don't think I want to talk to you. Goodbye. Well, you certainly burned the bridge that time. Not me. I know just what he'll do. So do I. He'll talk to his wife about it when he doesn't come up with a rose bush. Wait, Oliver. I'll take it. Yes? Mary Anderson speaking. Oh, look here. Oh, I'm sorry. I know. Look, that stubborn lord of the manor out there, and don't let him know I'm phoning on my knees. I know just what you mean. Hang it up, Mary. Well, uh, lesson heart is sitting here besides me as I phone. Someone called her and said you own the only dawn of Yelibos in town. Please, Mary. Well, Oliver and I talked it over, and you've done so much for him. Mary, how could you lie like this? Oh, I knew you'd come through, Mary, and oh, yes. If I can get that bush tonight, it was time card. I know that it'd thrill him to death. So just come on out and get the bush. Goodbye. You've no idea what you've averted, Mary. I think I do. Good night. What happened? As you said, darling, just think. He's going to add another gold stripe on your time card. He is? Great. I'll have three then. Top man at the clock. But let's not forget, Junior had a lot to do with this. Junior? Oh, yeah. I'll go and have a little talk with him. You know what to say. Hi, Pop. Hmm, kind of stuffy in here. You better open the window. No. When a guy's getting punished, he should go all the way. Uh, yeah. Don't sit there, Pop. I've just glued those parts of the plane. Oh, oh, excuse me. You know, Junior, one of the greatest traits in life is knowing when you're wrong and admitting it. I don't think you fluffed it, Pop. After all, I did botch up the whole deal. I didn't mean that. The whole thing worked out all right. Don't lean on the box, Pop. The glue. The glue. Oh, yeah. Now, listen, I'm going to tell you this if it takes all night. Well, I'm sorry. Well, okay. Now, I've decided that the grass isn't long enough to cut tomorrow. Pretty ragged, Pop. I haven't noticed it. And anyhow, I said I would, so... I don't care what you said. You know, you're going to fool around until you do cut that grass now. Ah, gee, you get so upset over little things. Well, these are not little things. I know, but... So tomorrow, you go to the show with the kids. If you want to go over to Butch Chapman's tonight, go ahead. Nah, it's pretty late now. I didn't want to go out very much anyhow. I'd rather glue my plain model. Oh, you would? Yeah. And it'll probably be a corny picture tomorrow. If I'm going out for football, I'd better mow the grass to build me up. Oh. Well, I just thought I'd mention it all. Yeah. Good night. You? Yeah. Yes, I am. I just missed another chance to be a good guy in there. No, you didn't, darling. It's those foolish little episodes which kids carry all through their lives. The memories of their pop. They do? Well, of course. I'm married. You're just plain sentimental. Yes, I know. Um, by the way, darling, the moon is out. I'd like to walk through our lovely rose garden with you and the moonlight. Rose garden? Oh, yeah. Out back in the garage. What a laugh. The Anderson family is written by Howard Swart, directed by Herb Lytton, and features Dick Lane as Oliver, Louise Arthur as Mary, Walter Tetley as Junior, Herbert Rollinson as Homer, and Paul Theodore as the boss. Others in the cast were Doug Young and Jenny Johnson. Music by Gordon Kibbe, sound effects by Ray Erlenborn, and your announcer is Ken Peters. The Anderson family is a Hollywood broadcaster's production, transcribed from Hollywood.