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Look at those two snowbirds huddled together. Say, after dinner, I think I'll go over and sit by the fire with Catherine. Listen to those little birds. Cheap. Oh, that's no bird. Mrs. Thompson's sister. Well, I'm not going to get trapped by that siren's call this time. Hello there, Vicki. Where have you been, Trockmorton? Me? Well, I haven't seen you since you and the family were over at my sister's for Sunday dinner, and that's been over a month ago. Well, I hoped you'd be giving little Vicki a ring. Yeah, I did. I phoned you the next evening, but you were out. Oh, well, I must have been spending the evening at the library. Your library. I know who was taken out, but it wasn't a book. Why didn't you call me again? Well, I did, but every time I phoned, they said you had a date with a fellow named Schultz. Oh, now it's Trockmorton. Why don't you try me this evening? What happened to Schultz? Oh, he left town. He did? When? This afternoon. I just took him to the train. Can I take you home? No, thanks. That is, I live right down the street. All right. But really, Trockmorton, I haven't a thing to do tonight, and I feel I can hint to you since Bronco's my nephew and he's married to your niece. What about tonight? Well, I thought I'd go over and see you. Yes? Yeah, I mean, I was planning to... What are you going to do, Trockmorton? Let's say I'm spending the evening at the library. Tractive girl, but what a flirt she is. Well, no woman can wind me around her finger. Do you believe I'm proud of you? You stood like the rock of Gibraltar. You wonder where the little family is. Hello! Where is everybody? Welcome home. Well, Margie, do you have a nice day, my dear? Wonderful, Uncle. Good. Where's Leroy? In Bronco, the boy's husband. Well, Leroy's out back building a snowman, and Bronco's still working. Oh, I thought he closed his real estate office at five o'clock. Oh, he has a sideline now. After hours, he sells calendars. Calendars? Uh-huh. He says a lot of business firms buy them this time of year, and with the baby coming, he wanted to make some extra money. You, uh, George, said Bronco's quite a boy. Hello, Marge, honey. Gildersleeve? Watch it, Bronco. How's the calendar business? Mr. Gildersleeve, I'm red-hot. I've taken three orders for calendars since five o'clock. Mike's bowling alley and the corner gas station. Well, that's only two. Who's the third? You. Me? But Bronco, what would I do with calendars? Use them for goodwill advertising, Mr. Gildersleeve. Your water customers will feel better about paying their bills if you give them a calendar. Well, you may have something there. Everybody isn't too prompt about paying. Oh, Uncle, you're going to buy some calendars? Sure. What the heck? Oh, fine. Now, which of these pictures do you want on your calendars? Well, it is. Mostly dogs and girls. How do you like this one, Mr. Gildersleeve? The Irish setter. Yeah, I like this one, the Scotch Lassie. I think you're right, Uncle. There's nothing like a pretty girl for a calendar. Oh, sorry, Mr. Gildersleeve, but she's reserved. She is? By the bowling alley. Yeah, I might have known. Nice pins. Oh, you can put anybody's picture on the calendar, Mr. Gildersleeve. Yeah, I can. Sure. Well, give me time to think about it, Bronco. Oh, whatever you say, Mr. Gildersleeve. Come on, March, honey. Tell me everything that happened today. All right, darling. See you later, Uncle. Ta-ta! Hmm. Ooh, I could use my picture on the calendar. No, girls are prettier. So what about Catherine? By George, I'll hurry over there right after dinner. My George is a great idea. Putting out a calendar for the water environment with my girl's picture on it. I'm glad I thought of it. Well, icicles hang from the east. Pretty. Hello, Throfmorton. Hello, Catherine. It's chilly out here. Come on inside. Thanks. Mm, nice and toasty in here. Yes, it is. Let me take your coat. Thank you. Come over by the fire and sit down. You bet. Oh. Yes, I've got a wonderful idea. Oh? Let me see your profile. You've seen my profile. Yes, but my delinquent water customers haven't. What are you talking about? Now, tilt your nose a little. Let me fluff out that red hair. Throfmorton, why are you looking at me with such a critical eye? I was just wondering how you'd look hanging on the wall. You want? I mean, you will. The water department is putting out some 1951 calendars. And it occurred to me that you'd make a hit with the customers if your picture appeared on the calendar. Oh, that's a very nice thought, Throfmorton, but I'm not a model. I'm a registered nurse. Well, I think you'd register with the customers, too. You're pretty cute. Thank you, Throfmorton, but I couldn't possibly do that. Why don't you get somebody else? I'm not interested in getting anybody else. If I can't have you, I won't have anybody. Oh, now you're acting like a little boy. No, I'm not. Well, Catherine, you'd mean a lot to me if you'd let me use your picture in your nurse's cap and uniform. Oh. Oh, well, if it's that kind of picture. Then you'll do it. Oh, if you really want me to. You bet. And I'll put a caption on your picture. Our water is as dependable as your nurse. Always on tap. Oh. Deppie and Leroy. Good morning. Well, my second day is off for the Thanksgiving holidays. Maybe you can help me run the water department. Hey, can I cut off somebody's water? No, Leroy. But I see Hazel left some water bills in the desk. You can seal the envelopes. Keen. I like the glue. What a fellow who likes the glue. What are you going to do, Ankh? Well, I have to get the water department calendar ready for the printers. Nice picture of Catherine in uniform. Leroy? Yeah. How'd you ever get Miss Milford to be on your calendar? She's so dignified. My boy, your old Ankh has a way with women. No kidding. How'd you talk her into it, Ankh? Let me in on your secret. I ought to know these things. I'm growing up. Well, Leroy, the first thing a man has to learn is never let a woman wrap you around her finger. Protect yourself at all times. That doesn't sound easy. Well, it takes an old smoothie. You learn by experience. And you've had a lot of experience, Ankh. Well, who's that? Hey, it's Miss Chase. Vicki? You don't wonder what she wants. Good morning, Leroy. Hi. Well, Vicki. I'll throt more than I found you at last. I had the most terrible time locating the water department. Oh? I get lost so easily. I suppose you're wondering why I'm here. Yeah, yes, I am. Well, Bronco came over to see his mother last night and he was telling us about your dilemma. My dilemma? Well, that you're looking for a girl for your calendar. Well... But, Vicki, I've already made a selection. Oh, that's too bad. And I brought all these photographs down to show you. Sorry. No, you're just looking at them, I'm afraid. Here's one of me at the beach. Yeah, but they know you're just looking at... Leroy, go see those envelopes. What a character. Aren't you going to ask me to sit down, trot more at them? Oh, sorry. Guess you're tired, carrying so many pictures around. Whose picture is this? The nurse. The nurse? Yo. Yeah, I was going to put her on the calendar. Rock Morton, I'm surprised at you. You are? Look at my picture. I've been looking. Now, which would be better for the water department? A girl in a nurse's uniform or a girl in the water? Well, it's hard to argue about that. Oh, come on. Be nice to Vicki. I've always wanted my picture published and you aren't giving me a chance. Well... If you use my picture, I'll give you a kiss. Well, I believe in giving everybody a chance. I want to be fair. Oh, Rock Morton, you're a darling. She's gone. Now what'll I tell Catherine? This leave will be back in just a moment. Friends, cheese lovers everywhere are excited about the wonderful new craft deluxe slices. And no wonder. 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Miss Gelsie, if I've been thinking, if you promised to use Miss Milford's picture and then you turn around and promise to use Miss Chase's picture, couldn't that put you behind 8-4? Yeah, yeah, yeah. Miss Gelsie, that does put you behind 8-4. No, Bertie. Yeah, so you may not know it, but that water department calendar's got you in hot water. Well, could be. Yes, and the water commissioner's in hot water. You brew hot and cold, so you're in hot water. All right. Miss Gelsie, do you know where the water commissioner is? Yes. That's right. He's in hot water. I think I'll get on to PBs. The hot water commissioner needs a cold coke. I shouldn't have talked Catherine into this. Say, wait a minute. I did talk her into it. She didn't want her picture in the calendar in the first place. So what am I worried about? I'll just call her and tell her I'm using another picture. Of course, I don't have to tell her whose picture I'm using. Realistically, you are an old smoothie. Hello, PB. Hello, Mr. Gelsie. What can your friendly neighborhood druggist do for you? Give me a coke and give me a nickel. Give you a coke and give you a nickel. That's right, PB. Mr. Gelsie, if I give you a coke, you should give me a nickel. But PB... Why should I give you a nickel? PB, here's a dime. But the coke's only a nickel. Yeah, I know that. I want to make a phone call. I thought you wanted a coke. Oh, my goodness, PB. I want a nickel coke and I want a nickel for the phone. Oh, why didn't you say so? Oh, for... You want me to mix the coke now or wait until after the phone call? Mix it now. This telephone call won't take long. See, I promised Catherine I'd put her picture on the water department calendars. I've changed my mind. I'm using another girl. Isn't that dangerous? Yeah, don't you worry, PB. The old smoothie knows how to handle these things. My, my... If you don't believe me, I'll leave the telephone booth door open. Then you can hear me in action. And I can hear you with the door closed. Catherine will be tickled to death to get out of this. I talked her into it. Now let her talk me out of it. Hello, Catherine. This is Throckmorton. Oh, hello. And you're about that picture from my calendar, Catherine. That's what I want to talk to you about. You do? Good. But, Catherine, I can talk about now. I'll be going to the hospital too. Bye. You're right. Here's your coke, Mr. Gallister. Thanks, Pete. And an aspirin. You're over. Sounds like the old smoothie hit a few bumps. Don't rub it in, Pete. I'm sorry, Mr. Gilbert's leaving. I guess I shouldn't. But if I were in your shoes, I'd be tempted not to put out a calendar at all. You would? I do like the Russians. When you're caught in an embarrassing situation, just walk out. Say, I don't have to put out a calendar. I promised Bronco I'd buy them, but I'll just pay him his commission. He'll be happy. And then I don't have to use either, girl. Do you want two more nickels to call and tell him that? No, thanks, Pete. I'm paying Bronco the commission. Let him tell him. Good old Bronco. What a salesman. To make a long story short, Miss Milford, Mr. Gilbert's leave has decided not to put out a calendar this year. Oh, well, that's a quick change, even for Throckmorton. Uh, Bronco, just why did he send you over to tell me this? Well... What are you laughing at? Oh, that Mr. Gilbert's leave. Oh, he gets into the worst pickles. Oh, how sour is this one? Well, perhaps I shouldn't, but I guess I can tell you, Miss Milford, you're so understanding. Oh, very. Well, after promising to use your picture, you can understand what happened to Mr. Gilbert's leave when another girl came along. Uh, Bronco, could this other girl be your Aunt Vicki? How did you know? Woman's intuition. Uh, Vicki must be quite a person. Well, she's nothing like you, Miss Milford. She's the exotic type. Oh. And not that you couldn't be, of course, if you wanted to, but you wouldn't want to. Oh, wouldn't I? Of course not. You're just a good old-fashioned girl. I am? You're dependable and reliable. You're the wholesome type. Thanks, pal. What I mean is you're not a flirt. You're a dignified registered nurse. Well, tonight I'm off duty. Ooh. It's nice that Bronco would get me out of this monetary. It was worth the commission. Oh, you can depend on Bronco, Anki. He'll fix it for you. Yeah. Well, I see the turkey we have tomorrow. No, thanks, pretty. I don't trust myself with that turkey. I feel so good I might eat it all tonight. Yes, sir. You lost the appetite there for a while, didn't you? Well... Poor Anki. Women can do that to him. You will never again. No, sir. I am now immune to feminine wiles. Yes, sir. I'll never be lured into another jam by a pretty face. No, sir. Well, I won't. Oh, somebody at the door. Yeah, I'll get it, Bertie. I better run upstairs, Anki. My hair's in curlers. You're all right, my dear. Good evening, Traff Martin. Well, Catherine, come right in. Catherine? You are... not an unexpected pleasure. Thank you. You're right, George. I scarcely recognize you at first. New lipstick? No, just more of it. Oh, here. Let me take your coat. You're so gallant, Traff Martin. Well... Hey, new hairdo. Up sweet? Do you like it? Very much. Gets it up off your bare shoulders. Nice. I hope you think so. I do. Shall we sit together here by the fire? I have an idea, too. I think the fire gives us enough light without this lamp. Don't you? Well, it's a nice way of cutting down the right bill. My hands are so cold. I think I'll hold them near the fire. You might get burned, Catherine. Let me rub them. Stimulate circulation. All right. Traff Martin. Yes, Catherine? You aren't rubbing them. You're just holding them. Oh. But I like it. Me, too. It isn't bad. You're wonderful. Traff Martin. About Franco, do you think he's working too hard? Or I'll go. What do you ask? Well, I saw him for a minute this afternoon and he was babbling something about you not putting out calendars. Oh, that. Well, you see, Catherine, I decided. Traff Martin. Your coat collar is turned up in the back. You do? Let Catherine turn it down. There. Put nice broad shoulders. Good. Yeah. Do you mind if I rest my head? Mine. Not at all. Hmm. Now, what were you saying about the calendars? Hey, I don't know what was I saying. That, uh, Franco was confused? Well, somebody's confused. You do want calendars with Catherine's picture on them, don't you, little boy? I'll say I do. That's fine. Now, I have to go home. Home? I think it's wonderful that you're using my picture. Yes, but you're up. Now, what do I tell Vicki? You'll just leave you trapped again. Gilda's leave will be right back. Now, if the folks at your house just can't agree as to the kind of pasteurized processed cheese they like best, don't worry. But craft deluxe slices come in five delicious kinds. 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