Original subtitles

- Oh, boy!

(SHOUTING) Hey, Dad!

- (CALLING) Alice, are you ready yet?

ALICE MITCHELL (OFFSCREEN): No, dear.

- Hey, Dad!

Dad! Oh!

Hey, Dad!

Did you see the cage on the back of Mr. Wilson's

cart for the chimpanzee?

- I sure did.

We're going to bring him back alive, all right.

- When we get to San Diego, are we going right to the zoo

and pick up the chimp?

- Gee, I don't know, son.

The chimpanzee is Mr. Wilson's department.

- When are we going to leave?

- (CALLING) Alice?

- Soon, dear!

- Golly, women take forever to pack.

- Well, your mother's not as bad as most.

Least she doesn't take along so much

stuff that she has to put some of it in my suitcase.

ALICE MITCHELL (OFFSCREEN): Henry?

Do you have room for these in your bag? s

[theme music]

- Do you think there's room in there for these?

- There isn't room in there for what's in there.

Eloise, why do you take along so much stuff?

It's only two days there and two days back.

- Have you room in your bag?

- Well, of course I have. - Good.

- I don't take along half of my wardrobe just

to go on a-- I don't remember putting what in there.

- I didn't want that to get crushed.

- Oh.

Well.

- Oh, John, that's no way to pack.

It'll get all mussed.

- Eloise, did I tell you the real reason

the city council selected me to go to San Diego

to pick up the chimpanzee?

- Because they couldn't get anybody else?

- That is a snide remark.

- No it isn't, dear.

It's a snide question.

- I was the only one who took it seriously.

For the last three months during my spare time,

I have been studying zoo management and animal care.

- Well, good for you.

- So naturally when the San Diego Zoo

decided to give us a valuable chimpanzee for our zoo,

I was the man.

- Well, there.

Now I think my bag will close, John.

- Mine won't! Oh.

- I wonder what's taking Dennis and Mr. Wilson so long.

- Oh, ho!

You've never seen my husband close up the house, have you?

- Well, what's there to do?

Just lock up the doors and windows.

- Ooh, not John.

He does it scientifically.

DENNIS (OFFSCREEN): (SHOUTING) Hot water faucet turned off.

- Check.

DENNIS (OFFSCREEN): (SHOUTING) Cold water faucet turned off.

- Check.

DENNIS (OFFSCREEN): (SHOUTING) Garbage disposal off.

- Check.

DENNIS (OFFSCREEN): (SHOUTING) Kitchen light off.

- Check.

- Boy, this is just like Cape Canaveral before blast-off.

- It's the only way to close up a house, my boy.

This way nothing is left to chance.

[horn honks]

- Oh, tell them we're on our way.

- Check.

(SHOUTING) We're coming!

- Sorry, but as I was telling Dennis,

there's only one way to close up a house.

- John, now that we're all ready, can we go?

- Oh, certainly, certainly.

We--

- What's the matter?

- I-- I forgot my car key.

Oh, I remember.

The key case is on the desk.

I'll only be a moment.

Uh, Eloise?

- Yes, dear?

- My house key is in the key case with the car key.

- Oh, John, and I left mine inside.

- Now why did you do that?

- Well, dear, you were complaining

that I was taking along too much.

- Just-- just a little more, Henry, I think-- [gasp]

- Hey, Mr. Wilson.

Here's your keys.

- Dennis, how did you get in the house?

- You forgot to lock the back door.

[laughter]

- Thank you very much.

Oh, how do you do, sir?

- How do you do?

Do you have reservations for the Henry

Mitchells and the John Wilsons?

- Uh, I believe so.

Let's see here.

Oh, yes.

Yes.

I have two very nice rooms for you.

Number nine and number ten.

- Thank you.

- Hey, Dad, they got a great big swimming pool here!

- Yes, we take great-- we-- we-- [sneezes]

- Bless you.

- It's-- [sneezes] Oh, somebody has an animal in here.

- You mean Herman?

[sneezes]

- Dennis, why did you bring that guinea pig with you?

- Gee, Dad, there was nobody to feed him,

and I couldn't leave him behind to starve.

[sneezes]

- Out!

Out!

Out-- [sneezes]

- Get in the car.

- Yes, sir.

- We have a very strict rule in here.

No animals are allowed in this motel.

- Well, he's just a little guinea pig.

- I'm sorry.

It's not that I don't like animals.

It's just that I am allergic to them.

- Have you tried--

- I have tried everything.

I've been to every doctor in San Diego and nothing helps.

- Well, Dennis will keep him in the car.

- Well, I would appreciate-- I'd appre-- [sneezes] Thank you.

- Well, here we are.

- We appreciate your arranging this, Mr. Gordon.

I know how busy it must keep you,

running a magnificent zoological display like this.

- Well, I'm very happy to do it for a fellow zoo director.

- Oh, I'm not exactly a director.

- Well, first of all, I'd like you to see the zoo.

We'll have one of our guides show you around?

- Splendid, splendid.

Then we can come back here later and pick up

our Pan troglodytes.

- I thought they were going to give us a chimpanzee.

- That's the scientific name for it, Dennis.

Right, Mr. Gordon?

- Well, we call him Bobo.

Will you step right this way, please?

- Oh, OK.

See you later.

- Wow.

Look at the size of those bears.

[bear growls]

- Magnificent examples of Ursus horribilis.

- Oh, I beg your pardon, sir, but those are Ursus middendorffi.

- Young man, according to Sir James Ellsworth's book--

- John.

- Well, he's trying to tell me that they're Kodiaks,

and I say they're Grizzlies.

- They're Kodiaks, Mr. Wilson.

- Dennis, I happen to have read the book.

- That's what it says on the sign.

- Oh, so it does.

- Now John, don't you think you ought to apologize?

- Why?

For having poor eyesight?

Dennis, would you like to feed the bears?

- Boy, would I!

What do you feed them?

- Bread.

And we always carry some.

DENNIS (OFFSCREEN): Hey, he's good!

Mr. Wilson?

- No thanks, I'm not hungry.

- Hey, he's good, too.

- He probably used to be with the Chicago Bears.

- Oh, Henry.

- Boy, they sure have got long legs.

- Oh, all storks have long legs.

- Excuse me, sir, but these are flamingos.

- All flamingos have long legs.

- Just look at that.

- Aren't they sweet? [cubs squeaking and whimpering]

- And you complain when I wash your ears with a washcloth.

- That was neat.

- You know what that reminds me of?

- Sergeant Mooney on duty.

[laughter]

- No, I was thinking it looks more like Henry

after Sunday dinner.

- Who, me?

- Wow, giraffes sure are tall!

- Well, we've seen the bears--

- Ursus middendorffi.

- Flamingos.

- Phoenicopterus ruber.

The lions.

Panthera leo.

Tigers.

Panthera tigris.

- Now how about our visiting the Elephas maximus?

Or as we sometimes call them, elephants.

- It sounds great.

But first I think Dennis had better

visit the roomus restoreus.

- Mr. Wilson, on behalf of the San Diego Zoo,

it gives me a great deal of pleasure

to present you with Bobo.

I'm sure he's going to be a very attractive addition

to your new zoo.

- Boy, he sure likes you, Mr. Wilson.

- Uh, yes, yes.

Excuse me, just a minute.

- On behalf of our-- oh-- th-that was my speech!

- You know, I think I'm going to like Bobo.

- Well, anyway, on behalf of our town council,

I would like to express our appreciation.

[applause]

[sneezes]

[sneezes]

[blows nose]

- John, that was worth the whole trip.

- Well, as you know, Henry, it's one

of the finest zoos in the world.

- Mr. Wilson!

What have you got in that cage?

- Oh, nothing.

Just a young chimpanzee.

- Oh, a chimp-- [sneezes] A chimpanzee.

You're not thinking of taking him into your room.

- Oh, no, no, he'll stay out here in the cage.

- See that he does.

Guinea pigs, chimpan-- chimpan-- chimpan-- [sneezes]

- John, I think you should have shipped Bobo home by express

like the committee suggested.

At a cost of $75?

Besides, it's my civic duty to personally see

that he gets home safe and sound.

- Well, will he be all right out here?

- Well, he sleeps in a cage in the zoo, doesn't he?

All right, Bobo.

Lie down.

Go to sleep.

[bobo hoots]

- Gee, he did just what you told him to.

- Well, it's tone of voice.

He knows now that I am his master.

- I think I'll go lie down too, master.

- Good idea.

Let's all have a nap before dinner.

[rattles cage]

[screeching]

- Bobo, Bobo, stop that.

Stop that, Bobo.

Stop it.

- He likes you, Mr. Wilson.

He doesn't want you to leave him.

- Well, that's all very flattering,

but he'll just have to get along without me.

[screeching]

- Bobo, please be quiet.

Bobo! [screeching]

- Look, you-- you run along and I'll

stay out here and get him quieted down.

[screech] - Yeah.

Bobo, please.

Bobo! [screeching]

Bobo!

[screeching]

- Jeepers, are you still here, Mr. Wilson?

- No, I'm at the restaurant, enjoying a nice, warm dinner.

- We brought you a hamburger.

- Oh, thank you.

- We waited for you as long as we could,

dear, but the dining room closes at 9:00.

- Won't settle down, eh, John?

- Oh, let him yowl.

[screeching]

- I've got an idea, John.

Why don't we put Bobo in the car.

Maybe he'll quiet down.

- That's OK.

I'll take Herman out of the car and put him in the cage.

- Uh.

[screeching]

- Well, Bobo seems very happy in there.

- That was a very good suggestion, dear.

- Yeah, well, let's all turn and get a good night's sleep.

[horn honking] - Bobo!

Bobo, stop it!

You'll wake the whole neighborhood!

[horn honking]

- Stop that!

Stop that noise!

You're disturbing the other guests!

- I have a feeling we're going to be asked to leave.

- Uh, Bobo, be a good boy.

Lie down and go to sleep.

- How about telling him a bedtime story?

- Eloise, don't be ridiculous.

And the papa chimp said, somebody's

been eating my banana.

And the mother chimp said, somebody's

been eating my banana.

And the baby chimp said-- oh, you miserable--

(SINGING) Rockabye Bobo, on the treetop.

When the wind blows, the cradle will rock.

I'm going to put you to bed, so you will sleep--

- (SHOUTING) Mr. Wilson!

- Dennis, you'll--

[bobo hoots]

- It's all right.

It's all right.

Yes, Bobo, Daddy's still here.

[bobo hoots]

- Wilson, I'm warning you.

- Oh, it won't happen again, Mr. Wiggins.

- Yeow.

- You'd better get to bed.

I think this is going to be a long night.

- Mr. Wilson, why don't you take Bobo in the room with you?

What) about old Radar Nose?

- You know something, Mr. Wilson?

I think I know how we can fool him.

OK, Mr. Wilson, the coast is clear.

- Good.

- I put the blanket over the cage so Mr. Wiggins

will think Bobo's still there.

- Fine.

Lead the way.

- Your air-conditioning ought to work fine now.

- Holy smokes!

- Good night.

- Dennis, hide!

- Mr. Wilson?

- Oh, good night, Mr. Wiggins.

Just putting little Dennis to bed.

- Oh.

[sneezes] Shhh!

You don't want to wake him up!

- I put the extra cot in that room for little Dennis.

- Oh, uh, yes.

- John!

What in the world?

- Shhh!

MR. WIGGINS (OFFSCREEN): [sneezes]

[sneezes]

- Hm, that's funny.

I've never been allergic to children.

- Gee, gee, gee, gee. [sneezes]

[door slams]

[bobo hoots]

- Dennis, what are-- [screams]

[knock] Is-- is anything wrong?

- No, everything's all right.

We're just watching TV.

- Well, turn it down, please.

- He's wearing Dennis's clothes!

- It was my idea, Mom, so Mr. Wilson

could bring Bobo in the room and get some sleep.

- Bobo's not sleeping in here.

- Oh, well, I'll take him to our room.

Bobo, put that down.

Come on, baby.

[door closes]

- John Wilson, get that gorilla out of here.

- You want me to sleep in the car?

- All right, then I'll sleep in the car.

- Oh, Eloise.

[knock]

MR. WIGGINS (OFFSCREEN): Mr. Wilson?

[knock]

Mr. Wilson!

- The manager!

Eloise, get in the bed.

Get in the bed.

[bobo hoots]

- In here, in here!

Quick! Quick!

In-- don't argue!

Get in the closet!

[knock]

MR. WIGGINS (OFFSCREEN): Mr. Wilson?

[knock]

MR. WIGGINS (OFFSCREEN): Mr. Wilson.

- Yes?

- Mr. Wilson, if you must argue, would you

mind doing it in the daytime or at some other motel?

Oh, I'm very-- I'm very-- I'm very-- [sneezes]-- sorry.

- Bless you.

You can come out now, Eloise. Eloise?

You can come-- - John!

John, it's locked!

I can't get out!

- T-take it easy!

I can get it!

- John!

- I'll get you out in a second.

- John?

- Wait-- just-- uh, calm down, calm down.

I'll get some help.

[knock]

- Henry, are you awake? - Yes.

What's the matter?

- Eloise is locked in the closet.

Come and give me a hand.

- What is it? - Well, I don't know.

It sounds like he said Eloise is locked in the closet.

- Well, how did she get in there?

[hoots]

[knock]

- John, what were you trying to do?

- Henry, Henry, come here. Help me.

[door slams] MRS. WILSON (OFFSCREEN): John?

Who are you talking to?

- Alice and Henry.

MRS. WILSON (OFFSCREEN): Alice!

- Don't worry, Eloise.

- Let me help.

- You look after Bobo, there on the bed.

- Yeah.

- All right, Henry, let's heave.

One!

Two!

Once more and I think we've got it.

- Right, right. - Three!

Ooh!

MRS. WILSON (OFFSCREEN): John, are you all right?

- Yes, I'm all right. Are you all--

[knock]

- [gasps] Manager.

- Mr. Wilson, what about Bobo?

[knock]

- Get him in the bathroom real quick.

[hoots]

[knock]

MR. WIGGINS (OFFSCREEN): Mr. Wilson?

Mr. Wilson, what is going on in here?

- My wife is locked in the closet,

that is what's going on here.

MRS. WILSON (OFFSCREEN): (SHOUTING)

Let me out, let me out!

- I thought she was sleeping.

- How can she in this noisy motel?

- It wasn't noisy until you came!

- Will you two stop arguing and get Eloise out of the closet?

- Do you have a key for that door?

Our

- Yes, right here.

- Thank you.

- Oh.

- There, that's open, Mrs. Wilson.

Now you just push from the inside.

- Oof! Oh.

- Oh, Eloise.

- Are you all right, Mrs. Wilson?

- I will be as soon as my eyes get used to the light.

- Oh, I'm so sorry, Eloise, but I was concerned about the chimp,

and I-- - What?

The chimp?

Do you have that chimp in here?

- Well, of course not.

- Aha!

- Don't you dare go in there.

- Oh no?

What happened?

Why, there's no chimp in there.

- Uh, well, of course not.

Now would you mind getting out of my room?

- Yes, I'm very sorry.

- Out.

Out!

What happened to Bobo?

- I don't know.

I put him in-- oh, jeepers, the window's open!

ALICE MITCHELL (OFFSCREEN): He's gone!

- I wonder where he is.

- Well, let's start looking.

- Yeah.

[bell rings]

- I'm coming, I'm coming.

No vacancies.

Can't people read the sign?

[bell ringing]

- I am coming, but we got no vacancies.

[bell ringing]

- Stop ringing that bell!

What-- [hoots]

[screams]

- Mr. Wiggins, we're so sorry.

- Well, don't you-- don't you notice anything?

- Mr. Wiggins, you're not sneezing!

- That's right.

That's right.

I must be cured.

I don't know how it happened, but I'm not allergic to animals

anymore.

- I guess Bobo scared you out of it.

- It might have been psychosomatic.

- Well, I-- I don't care.

I'm cured.

Oh, isn't he cute? [laughs] I don't

know how to thank you folks.

Yes, I do, too.

Your stay is on the motel.

- Oh, now you really don't have to do that.

- Eloise.

I'll, uh, take Bobo.

- Oh, must you?

- Why don't you leave him with Mr. Wiggins?

- Yes. Yes, he can sleep in my room.

- Well-- - All right!

- Let's turn in.

- Good night.

- Good night, Mr. Wiggins.

Good night, Bobo.

- That was a break.

I thought for sure we'd have to pack up and leave.

- Hey, Dad, it looks like Bobo's gonna

have to sleep with Mr. Wilson after all.

- Oh, no!

[loud sneeze]

- Or we can't stay.

- He heard.

Mr. Wiggins got his allergy back.

- Oh, that wasn't Mr. Wiggins sneezing.

It was Bobo!

- Bobo?

- Yeah.

He's allergic to Mr. Wiggins.

[sneeze]

- Good night.

[theme music]

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