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[crying] Boy! [door closes]

Boy!
[crying continues]

Boy!

Hey, Davey.
What's the matter?

Charlie.
Charlie?

He died.
Oh. Your turtle?

My alligator.
He was only two months old.

Oh. Let's see him.

He was just a baby, huh?

And the best friend
I ever had.

That's a shame, Davey.

But, you know, we've all
gotta go sometime.

I know that.
That's not the worst part.

The worst part--
Mom says I have to bury him.

Well, of course you do. What
else would you do with him?

Put him in plastic, like a guy
did at school with his lizard.

Plastic?

That way I could keep
him and look at him forever.

Hey, that sounds
like a good idea.

Yeah, but Mom
says it cost too darn

much old money,
and she hasn't got it.

At least
till Dad gets back,

and he'll be gone
the whole darn old week.

So I have to bury Charlie,

'cause Mom says if I don't,
he'll start to smell.

Yeah, he will.
She's got a point.

If there were only some way to
keep Charlie till Dad gets home.

Yeah.
[sighs]

Well, that's easy.
Freeze him. Freeze him?

Sure. Put him in a bag in your

freezer, and he'll
keep for months.

No kidding?
Yeah.

Honest? Oh, boy!

Oh, boy.
What?

I just remembered--
We haven't got a freezer.

Only the top part
of a refrigerator,

and that's jammed full.

Well, we've got
plenty of room in

ours. Want me to
keep him for you?

- Would you?
- Well, sure.

We've always got enough
room in our freezer...

for the best friend
Davey Selden ever had.

I wish he'd have known you,
Gidge. He'd have liked you.

Tonight we feast.

What feast?
I did the shopping.

Uh-uh.
What gives?

Steak-- that thick.

Mushrooms...

and asparagus
with hollandaise...

and the fixings
for Cherries Jubilee.

We have some French fries
in the freezer, don't we?

I don't know.
What's the occasion?

Tomorrow afternoon, I am being

interviewed by California
Weekly magazine.

You are? What for?

Well, it seems that word
has gotten around...

that Professor Russell
Lawrence, your dear old dad,

is not-- repeat, not--
one of those old fogies...

that goes around tsk-tsking
at the younger generation.

I like them, I understand them,

I don't think
they're outrageous,

I think they're
perfectly normal,

and nothing they
do surprises me.

That's great, Dad.
Watch it.

- What?
- Don't defrost the alligator.

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Well, I suppose if
you have to keep an

alligator, that's not
a bad way to do it.

Originally, we had him in a
plastic bag filled with water,

but he just kind of
flopped around, and

Davey was afraid that
he'd freeze crooked.

This way, he's a nice curve--
Charlie.

Hmm?
Hmm?

Oh, that was his name--
Charlie. May he rest in ice.

Here.

We'll put him
next to the deviled

crab so he won't get lonesome.

Deviled crab!
So it's beef stew.

In Charlie's condition, he'll
never know the difference.

Don't forget
the French fries.

Oh, I don't see
'em. If they were

here, Annie probably took them.

Doesn't your sister ever do
her own marketing and cooking?

Not when she's gone over her
budget, which is, like, always.

Tell me more
about the interview.

Oh, nothing. A reporter
coming tomorrow around 3:00.

He is going to take
pictures, isn't he?

Of course. Of me.

Oh, Dad, it's just that you--
you photograph so very young...

that no one will
believe you have a

full-grown daughter
unless they see the proof.

In that case, we better phone
Anne and have her come over.

Oh, Dad!

Hello. The, uh,
Selden family live here?

Yes, sir.
I'm Davey.

Your mother at home?
She's gone to the market.

Oh. Well, tell her the
man from the California

Bureau of Animal
Protection was here.

You a dogcatcher?

No. It's about
the alligator. Your

mother did buy an
alligator, didn't she?

But we haven't got him
anymore. He's gone.

- Gone?
- Gidget's got him.

Gidget?

Larue, I don't have time
to talk to you now.

[doorbell rings] Oh, no.
Now look what you've done.

You've made me late
and him early.

The reporter. That's who.
He's at the door.

I'll talk to you later.
Bye.

[doorbell rings]

Hello.
Hello.

I'm Harry McCann.
Won't you come in?

Please sit down.
Thank you.

We didn't expect you till
about 3:00. You expected me?

Well, certainly. Oh, you must
be familiar with the routine.

Most people aren't. Well,
I watch a lot of movies.

So do I.

Now, uh, what is
the full name?

Mine or his?

- His.
- Russell. Russell Lawrence.

- And, uh, how's he doing?
- How's he doing what?

Is he eating?

Well, sure, but I don't think

that'd make much
of a story. Do you?

Who do you think I am?

I don't know. Who do
you think I think you are?

I'm with the
California Bureau of

Animal Protection,
Wild Animal Division.

- Wild animals? Well-- Do you
or do you not have an alligator?

Charlie?
Charlie?

Charlie's the alligator.
Russ is my dad.

You don't make yourself
very clear.

I don't?

I thought you were
somebody else.

But the little boy
next door told

me that you have his alligator.

Oh, yes, I do.

- Then you do have it?
- Right.

- Good.
- In the freezer.

Fine. Now we've
got that straight.

The point is you
have to take out

a permit to keep a wild animal.

- In the freezer?
- Yes.

- Why?
- He's dead.

Oh.

It seems to me I'm not the one
that's making myself very clear.

You see, when Davey told me
how much he loved Charlie,

well, I wanted to do
something to help him.

We gotta get you
out of here, Charlie.

The man is
an alligator catcher.

[laughing] All I can say
is you've made my day.

[phone ringing] Go
ahead. I'll let myself out.

Bye. Thanks.

Hello.

Hello. Is Professor Lawrence in?

Professor Lawrence? No, he
isn't, but this is his daughter.

- Can I take a message?
- This is Brian Mack.

Who? Brian Mack?

Oh, yes. The editor
of the magazine. Hi.

I'm terribly sorry,
but Mr. Tracy, the

writer who's going
to interview your dad,

is stuck on the freeway
with a flat tire.

I'm afraid he's
going to be late.

Oh, that's too bad.

But at least now I have
a chance to get dressed.

Will you tell your dad
that Mr. Tracy won't

be there for at least
a couple of hours?

Yes, I sure will.
Right away. Bye-bye.

Gidge?
Hoo-hoo.

Oh, hi.
Hi yourself.

Who are you calling?
Dad.

The reporter had a
flat or something. He

won't be able to be
here till 4:30 or 5:00.

Dad won't have
to rush either. Oh,

darn. That certainly
ruins my schedule.

I was going to the
market after, and

now I guess I'll
have to go before.

Life's full of tough breaks,
ain't it, kid?

Professor Lawrence, please.

I'll see you later.
Bye, Annie.

Dad? Relax.
You've got plenty of time.

We just got a call
from the man--

I wouldn't have
to go to the market

if I only had
something for dinner.

So, now I've got
something for dinner.

[doorbell rings]

Hi. How do you
do? Sorry I'm so late.

Oh, that's all right. Won't you

come in? Dad'll be
home in a minute.

Hold it.
Hmm?

You are from the California
Weekly magazine, aren't you?

Yes.
Oh, good.

I just don't want
to make the same

mistake twice. What
mistake was that?

Well, this afternoon--
Come on in. Oh, thank you.

This man came to the door, and
naturally I thought it was you.

But it turns out it wasn't
after all. Who was he?

Oh, he was from the California
Bureau of Animal Protection.

Won't you have a seat?
Oh, thank you.

About the alligator.
Alligator?

In the freezer.

Hi. Anybody home?
Oh, here's Dad.

Hi, Dad.
Mr. Tracy's here.

And Anne and John
said they'd be over later.

Fine, fine. How
are you, Mr. Tracy?

How do you do, Professor?

I'm sorry about the delay
and all. It's quite all right.

Worked out fine for me too.
Sit down. Oh, thank you, sir.

Now, what we had in mind
was an article about you...

in relation to your
daughters, your students...

and your general
attitude towards

the young people of today.

[chuckles] I'm all for 'em.

Good.

What alligator
in what freezer?

Oh, that's right.
I was telling you

about the man, about the mix-up.

What man?

Well, this man came
to the door today,

and I thought he was
from the magazine,

but he was here about Charlie.

- Charlie?
- Charlie.

The alligator.
It seems you need a permit.

A-- No kidding?
[laughing]

- A permit?
- And not only for alligators.

For all wild animals.
But you can get three for $10.

Three alligators?

I suppose. But why
would anyone want three?

I don't know why anybody
would want one.

Frankly, I don't either.

But you said
you had one.

Yes. But ours
is in the freezer.

Oh, there I go again,
forgetting to explain myself.

Charlie's dead, Mr. Tracy.
That's why he's in the freezer.

[mouthing word]

Would you like to see him?
No, not especially. Please.

I-I really wouldn't.

[chuckles] See what I
mean about kids today?

They're smart, ingenious.

I would never have
thought of putting

an alligator in the
freezer. Would you?

No. No, I'm sure
I wouldn't. Positive.

Yet how else would you keep one?
Can you think of any other way?

No, but-- Then, of course,
up till now, I've never tried.

[Gidget] Daddy!
What in the world?

Daddy! Daddy!

Gidget, what's the matter?
He's gone! Charlie's gone!

Gone?

Remember? He was in the freezer,
right next to the beef stew.

Now he's nowhere.
Maybe he got moved around.

Did you look inside? All
those casseroles look the same.

He was in a casserole?
What'll I do?

Where could he have gone?

He couldn't just
disappear into thin air.

Oh, yes, he could. He was in
our freezer, right? Mm-hmm.

And aren't things in our freezer
always disappearing? Annie.

Who else? She
was here earlier, and

she was supposed
to go to the market.

But I'll bet--

Daddy, I'll bet she's
cooking Charlie for dinner!

The alligator? Yes! Come on.
Quick. Get her on the phone.

Maybe I'm in the wrong house.
Please? I'm in the wrong house?

Anne? Did you take a
casserole from our freezer?

Would you stop hollering?
I only took one.

How do I know
which one? Frankly,

Gidget, all your
casseroles taste alike.

What do you mean,
not this one?

Because it's what?
What!

[Anne screaming] She took
it all right. Listen to her.

She's probably already
cooking it. Anne? Anne?

Let's hope she's got him
in a slow oven. Anne?

[screaming] What is it?

Get it out!
[screaming continues]

Annie, what are you doing?

Anne, listen to me.

- No! [crying]
- What? What? All right, what?

- Here.
- [Russ on phone] Anne? Anne? Anne?

Anne? Anne? Anne?

[garbage disposal grinding]

All right. It's okay. It's okay.
It's all gone. It's all gone.

[Anne crying] Hey!
Somebody! Anybody! Anne?

[crying continues] Anne?

Hello? It's all right.
It's all gone.

What do you mean
it's all gone?

What did you do?

Ohh. What is it? What'd they do?

They put Charlie down
the garbage disposal.

Listen, I've been thinking.

Maybe it would be better if I
came back some other time, hmm?

Yes, it would. Why don't you
do that? Perhaps after dinner.

I'm, uh-- I'm terribly
sorry to have imposed

our personal problems
on you like this.

Oh, that's all
right. They're very

interesting. Very
interesting and unusual.

Most unusual. The most
unusual I've ever heard.

Good-bye, alligator--
I mean, Professor.

Daddy, what
am I gonna do?

Aw, come on, honey.
Can't be all that bad.

Oh, yes, it can. It was all my

idea, and look
how I messed it up.

Davey is just
gonna be crushed flat.

He'll understand.
He'll get over it.

Yeah, don't bet
on it. Charlie meant

just about everything to Davey.

Do you remember the first
puppy you ever had?

The day he ran away, you thought
it was the end of the world.

Then I brought home
that little beagle.

Things looked a lot
brighter, didn't they?

Yeah, but that's
different. Not really.

Look, why don't we get another

pet for Davey and
help him forget?

Well, maybe
he'd forget Charlie,

but every time he saw an

alligator for as
long as he lived,

he'd think of me
and how I let him down.

You've got one good thing
going for you anyway. What?

Well, you don't hardly see
very many alligators these days.

Daddy, this is
no time to be joking.

Just getting Davey another
pet won't take Charlie's place.

An alligator's an alligator,
and you just--

Wait a second. That's it! Huh?

What are you doing?

[dialing]

Hello? Exotic Pet Shop? Tell
me-- Do you carry alligators?

Oh, no, no, no. Small size.
Say about 14 inches.

You do? Great.

Listen, I don't suppose
there's the remotest chance...

of you having one that's, uh,
gone on to greener pastures?

Yeah, that's what I mean.

Listen, I was only asking.

I mean, after all,
we've all gotta go sometime.

[laughing]

[doorbell rings]

You'll see. You'll
see. Will you stop?

I don't know
what this is all about,

but I do know there has
to be some explanation.

Hi.
Hi.

[man chattering] Well,
we're not out of the woods yet.

Have you ever tried to
buy a dead alligator? See?

Won't you come in?

[chattering continues]
This is my editor, Mr. Mack.

Gidget--
the youngest daughter.

How do you do?
Hi.

No help from
the San Diego Zoo.

Oh, that's Mr. McCann.
He's from the

California Bureau
of Animal Protection.

So kind of him. If anybody can

find us a dead
alligator, he can.

Mr. Tracy.
Hi.

Mr. Tracy brought his editor,
Mr. Mack. Brian Mack, Professor.

Oh, sorry. My
hands are wet. I've

been putting Sam
back in the bathtub.

Sam?

[Gidget] He's a sick alligator
we got at the pet store.

And he even looks
a bit like Charlie,

which is a big break.
How's he doing?

[Russ] Ah, poor guy just lies there.

[Gidget] Oh. Is he warm
enough? Got enough food?

I thought you
wanted him to die.

Mr. Tracy! What kind of
people do you think we are?

- We most certainly do not.
- No.

But then,
on the other hand--

Oh, for heaven's sake!

I don't want two alligators
on my conscience!

Oh, cheer up.
Maybe John can save the day.

John? Another alligator?

Oh, no, no, no.
John is Anne's husband.

And he has this aunt
who has some pocketbooks--

Yes. He thinks he
can find some skins

and put 'em together
and stuff them.

More bad news. The TV and Motion

Picture Animal
Farm out in the valley.

The only ones
they've got are too

big, too healthy
or they're working.

Right this way, gentlemen.
We can talk in here.

Plenty of skin,
but no head.

Oh, perfect self-description
if I ever heard one.

- [Russ] My son-in-law, John.
- Uh-huh. How do you do?

[Gidget] Don't worry,
John. We've still got Sam.

Sam?

He's the sick
one in the bathtub.

- What's the matter with him?
- Don't know.

He seems on his last legs.

Mind if I take a look at him?

Don't you think you oughta
take a look at your wife first?

Basic rule of the profession--

Never treat friends
or relatives.

I said okay. Yes. All
right. Right in here.

I'll see what I can do
with Annie.

[door closes]

Hmm.

So.

What seems to be the trouble,
little fella?

Okay, now sit down here,

and then, uh, I'll fix you
some tea or something, okay?

Uh-huh. Oh, Annie,
please stop crying.

I-- I can't. My tear ducts
are out of control.

Gidget?

It's Davey!

Oh, no!
[sobbing]

Davey! Golly, Gidget,
can't you get him to go?

Who?
The alligator catcher.

I'm running out of ice.
What do you mean?

I used up all the ice cubes
in our house,

and I spent every
dime and nickel

I could find on the ice machine.

And now I haven't
any more money.

And if he doesn't go soon,

Charlie's going
to turn to slush.

Charlie? You mean you've got

Charlie? You've
had him all along?

Sure. I couldn't let
that man take him away.

Oh, Davey!
Oh, thank heavens!

We were so worried.
I'm so glad.

Boy, if it isn't slush,
it's mush.

Oh. Come on. We gotta go in and
tell everybody the good news.

But I thought we had
to do the interview

today in order to
make the next edition.

No, no, Professor. The kind
of article we had in mind...

can be done
at any time, right?

Yes, anytime.
Any other time.

Stop worrying
about Sam now.

He finally died?
No. He's better than ever.

There was nothing the matter
with him. He was just lonely.

Whatever it was
was purely psychosomatic.

Great.

For the last time,
Tracy, okay, okay.

- Okay.
- [Gidget] Relax, everyone. Relax.

Davey has Charlie.
He's had him all the time.

Isn't that great?
Where did you have him?

Isn't it wonderful? I
couldn't be happier.

You never did get a chance
to see Charlie, did you?

Did you ever see
an alligator? No.

[doorbell rings] I'll show
you one. Just a minute.

Hello. Somebody said you
were looking for an alligator.

How about Zelda?
[hissing]

Oh, uh, well, I-- I think
she's a little too short.

Too short?
Too short.

Good night, honey.
Good night, Dad.

I'm sure glad we got
everything straightened

out with Mr. Mack and Mr. Tracy.

Yeah. So am I. I can't wait to
see what they write about you.

I think they're
going back to what

they originally
intended to write--

How I feel
about young people--

Now that the issues aren't
confused with alligators.

I suppose they couldn't
help being confused.

But, you know, in a way,
it was their own fault.

I mean, if they didn't
understand, why

didn't they come
right out and ask?

What alligator? What do you
mean? Where? How? Why?

They asked.
Yes. But not hard enough.

You know, that's the trouble
with a lot of people today--

They're afraid
to ask hard enough.

If they did, they wouldn't
have any problem

understanding
anything about alligators.

Or young people.
toodles.