All language subtitles for Dennis.the.Menace.1959.S04E10.Henrys.New.Job.1080p.PCOK.WEB-DL.AAC2.0.H.264-Dooky_track1_[eng]

Well, dear, is the morning

than your attractive family?

- Yeah, Dad.

If you want to get hip on
sports and stuff, just ask me.

- I'm sorry, dear.

I was looking at classified
ads for engineers.

- Are you thinking about
getting a new job, Dad?

- Could be.

- Wouldn't it be wonderful
if you got a high salary

job with some big
corporation, and we never

even had to think
about budgeting?

- Dad might even be a
president of some big company.

- Come now, Dennis.

- President Dad, how about
having the last hot biscuit?

- Why thank you, Dennis.

I am rather hungry this morning.
- Gosh.

Just because you're
a president, you

didn't have to take me up on it.

[theme music]

- That's a valuable suggestion.

[buzzing] Yes?

Oh?

It's a long distance
for you, Henry.

Chicago.

- Oh, Chicago.

I'll take it in my
office, Mr. Trask.

- No, no, no, Henry, use my desk.

- If you don't mind, sir,
it might be personal.

- Now, you go right ahead, Henry.

I'm due at the bank, anyway.

- Thank you, Mr. Trask.

Henry Mitchell speaking.

- Hello, Mitchell.

Herbert Gabe Bromley of
Bromley Corporation, Chicago.

Tom Bissle, a friend of
yours, recommended you.

Now, I have your personal
data sheet here before me,

and so far I like what I see.

- Yes, sir.

- I can use a man with
your qualifications.

Yes, sir.

- That's very nice to hear, sir.

- Yes.

Now, I want someone
to work with me

closely as my
administrative assistant.

- Yes, sir.

- Now, then, Mitchell,
I am willing to double

your present salary.

- Yes, sir!

We can talk over the
details here in Chicago

while you're getting your shots,
passport, and, um, whatnot.

- Yes, sir.

Shots and passports,
Mr. Bromley?

- Of course.

You'll will be
accompanying me to Kalpuna,

where I'm building a
hydroelectric plant

on the Ganges River.

- Did you say the Ganges River?

- That's right.

Wonderful opportunity for you
and your family, Mitchell.

Think of it.

Three years of absorbing
work bringing modern methods

and machinery to the jungle.

- Yes, sir.

- I'll take a cab from
the airport to your house

and we can meet, and sort
of size each other up.

OK with you?

- Yes, sir.

Oh, yes sir.

- I like the way this man talks.

I thought we'd hit
it off, Mitchell.

See you tomorrow afternoon.

- Yes, sir.

Yes.

I like the way Mitchell talks.

- Yes, sir.

- Kalpuna.

I hated every minute of it.

- Kalpuna.

Henry, I loved
every minute of it.

- Every time you stepped out
of the hut, the, the jungle

and the bugs were crawling
right up into your face.

- Henry, I was never
happier anywhere.

A marvelous country.

Ah, primitive, but beautiful.

- You'll be lucky
if you don't end up

with cholera, or beriberi,
or heaven knows what.

- It'll be exotic, thrilling, a
whole new way of life for you.

- Hardly any English is spoken.

- Gosh.

I have enough
trouble with English

here, where everybody speaks it.

- It does sound like a
dreadfully lonely life.

We met one another American
couple while we were there.

And two Englishmen.

One was a doctor, but
he was always busy

with a hypodermic needle
giving the children shots.

- Shots?

- Speaking of shots,
I've got to shoot

some holes in this whole idea.

- You and me both, Mom.

- Oh, that's Henry's one fault.

He's too mousy.

He needs someone to push him,
and I'm just the man to do it.

What a success story
this would make someday

for a magazine article.

Mild mannered engineer becomes
industrial tiger in the jungle.

- You'd better just let
sleeping tigers lie.

- Hm?

- Keep your nose out of it.

- There's the Ganges
River, you see?

In Asia here?

Runs through several countries.

I can't seem to locate Kalpuna.

- No wonder.

Who ever heard of it?

- By the way, honey, would
you dig my coveralls out?

I've got some dirty work to
do at the plant tomorrow,

and I'll need them.

I'll have to get home
in time to change

before Mr. Bromley gets here.

- Oh, dear.

- What's the matter, honey?

- Mrs. Wilson said
none of the kids

over there ever heard
of football or baseball.

- You know I want to help
you get ahead, dear,

but do we have to make
a decision right now?

- Come on, honey.

This opportunity won't wait.

More and more big
companies are expanding

into foreign
countries, and, well,

it's only for three years,
with a big bonus every year.

- In three years, I'll be
a mosquito bitten old man.

Come on.

Remember what Mrs. Wilson said.

- After all, darling, as
long as we're together,

what else matters?

- You're right, dear.

If this is what
you really want, I

remember what we
promised years ago.

And forsaking all others.

- I'll never forget.

- Keep thee only unto him.
- Keep thee only unto her.

- As long as you both shall live.

- Well, Dennis, what
can I do for you?

- Mr. Trask?

I came down early this
morning before Dad gets back

from the plant,
because I want to talk

to you about something
really important.

- What is it, my boy?

Fire away.

- Well, why are you letting
Dad leave you and take us

to Asia someplace, and
live in the jungle?

- Henry?

A job in Asia?

- Yes, sir.

Some big wheel named Mr.
Bromley is flying out

to see him about
it this afternoon.

All the way from Chicago.

- The Bromley corporation, eh?

- Well, couldn't you
reason with him, maybe?

I bet he'd listen to you.

- When a man is determined
to leave my employ

without warning,
that's his business.

It's my business to get
a suitable replacement.

I'm afraid I can't do
anything about it, Dennis.

- Well, thanks anyway, Mr. Trask.

I thought I'd try.

- Oh, Grace, is Mr. Trask in?

- Yes, Mr. Mitchell.

- Thank you.

- Oh, there you are, Henry.

Things all straightened
out at the plant?

- Yes, sir.

I think those new
generators did the trick.

- Good.

- Now, sir, if you
don't mind, I'd

like to take the afternoon off.

- This afternoon?

- Yes, sir.

- Going to the ball game, Henry?

- No, sir, it's, uh, a little
more important than that.

Some personal affairs
I want to attend to.

- Of course, of course.

I see no reason
why you shouldn't

have the afternoon off.
- Well, thank you, sir.

- Ah, provided you
finish a little job

I've got lined up for you.

- Oh, Grace, will you bring in
the rest of that paperwork,

please?
- Yes, sir.

- Come along, Henry.

[doorbell]

- Well, Dennis.

- Hi, Mr. Wilson.

- What's the matter?

- Do you know where mom is?

- Well, she and Mrs.
Wilson went shopping.

I think your mother's making the
arrangements to go to Kalpuna.

- I guess it's just
about all set, huh?

- Why, it wouldn't
surprise me if Br.

Bromley loaded you all
into his private plane

and took off for
Chicago this afternoon.

- Will it be OK with you if I
come and live in your basement?

In my basement?

Oh, now, Dennis, oh, no, no.

Besides, you wouldn't
want to stay behind.

On, now you just
think you don't want

to go and leave your
little playmates.

- That's what you think.

- Oh, now, in a week you'll
be running up and down

the banks of the Ganges,
just as happy as a clam.

- That's what you think.

- Oh, you'll like it once
you get used to the idea.

Besides, I'll see you
again before you go.

- Well, thanks
anyway, Mr. Wilson.

I'm trying everything
I can think of.

- Hi, Dennis.

I got here as soon as I could.

Hey, what's up?

- Plenty, Tommy.

- You're really gonna
run away from home?

- It's not my home anymore.

And they'll never get me
to move to that crazy place

Dad can't even find on a map.

You know something, Tommy?

Kids over there don't
even know anything

about baseball or football.

- Yeah?

- They don't even have schools.

- Is that bad?

- Heck, I'd rather
stay here, even

if I do have to go to school.

- Your mom want to go to
that junky place, too?

- Yeah.

She was on my side
yesterday, but moms always

end up going with dads.
- Yeah.

Mine always does.

- They wouldn't even
talk to me about it.

Well, I gotta get going, Tommy.

That Mr. Bromley will
be here this afternoon,

and then my folks
will be leaving.

- Where you going?

Hey, you want to
hide out at my house?

- No, they'd find me there.

- Skinny Jones has got a
neat cave you could hide in,

I'd bet.

- No thanks.

I got a place all
picked out, but you've

got to promise not to
tell a single soul.

- I promise.
- OK.

- Wow.

They'll never find you there.

Hey, you gonna leave
your mom a note?

- I already did.

- I'd better get
going now, Tommy.

Before Mom gets home.

- Yeah.

So long, Dennis.

I'll see you soon.

- OK, Tommy.

[doorbell]

[doorbell]

- Uh, pardon me, uh, are you
looking for Henry Mitchell?

- Yes, but there doesn't
seem to be anybody at home.

- Oh, then you must
be Mr. Bromley.

I'm Mr. Wilson from next door.

- How do you do?

Henry didn't expect you
until later this afternoon.

If you'd care to come
over to my house and wait,

I'll phone him right away.

- Well, that's very nice.

I'd be much obliged,
mister, um--

- Wilson.

John Wilson.

- Ah, yes.

Of course.

- Have a chair.

Mr. Mitchell will
see you in a moment.

- Well, I hope so,
since you refused

to put me through
to him on the phone.

[phone ringing]

- Task Engineering.

One moment, please.

- Grace, give these contracts to
Henry Mitchell and tell him I

want them checked out today.
- Yes, sir.

Oh, Mr. Trask?

It's for you.

- Oh?

Yes?

Oh, hello, Tom.

Yes, I put Henry Mitchell to
work on that this morning.

Well, I found out that
Henry has an appointment

this afternoon to
talk about a new job.

And if a little
maneuvering on my part

can prevent that
meeting, will, by George,

it'll serve Henry right.

- Yes.

- Mr. Trask.

My name is John Wilson.

- What can I do for
you, Mr. Wilson?

- I have been wondering why
Henry Mitchell didn't leave

the office, and now,
of course, I know.

- If you don't mind my
saying so, Mr. Wilson, this

is none of your business.

- Mr. Trask, when anyone
plays a mean dirty,

trick on a friend of mine,
I make it my business.

- I see no reason why I should
discuss this company's affairs

with a-- a nosy stranger.

- And I see no reason why you
should push Henry around simply

because he's willing to take it!

- Good day, Mr. Wilson!

- Now just a minute,
Simon Legree.

- You mean Trask is
deliberately doing this to me?

- Exactly.

You're being
exploited, shackled,

flim flammed, and generally
taken advantage of.

- Well then, by golly,
I'll just leave.

- Good, good.

And now would you please
hurry before Bromley

gets tired of waiting?

- Sorry to keep you
waiting, Mr. Bromley.

Henry will be right
over, just as soon

as he gets out of
his work clothes.

- Well, I was beginning to wonder
whether he wanted this job.

- Oh, no question, Mr. Bromley.

No-- while we're
waiting, I think

you ought to be
briefed about Henry,

or you might just lose him.

- No?

- Normally he's the quiet type.
- Good.

I'm glad to hear that.

- But that's only because
he's thinking things

out and making
his own decisions.

He is not a yes man.

When he's quietest, watch out.

- Oh?

What do you mean?

- Well now, take
today, for example.

His boss didn't
want him to see you.

Did everything he
could to stop him.

- I see.

- And when Henry saw
what was up, you

should've heard him
tell his boss off.

- Sounds like an
independent fella.

- You may have to up your
offer, whatever it is.

Henry knows his true value.

- Well, this is really
enlightening, Wilson.

- Ah, yes.

He's a real tiger.

Absolutely fearless.

Doesn't care whose
toes he steps on.

He's a real pusher.

A true executive type.

In fact, I, I warn you,
if you're not careful,

he may end up with your job.

- Well, I'm greatly
indebted to you.

- Oh, not at all, Mr. Bromley.

Glad if I've been of help.

- Well, you certainly have been.

You've told me in
a couple of minutes

what it might have taken
me three years to find out.

I Wilson.

- Mr. Bromley?

I, I, I don't understand.

Mister-- Mr. Bromley, please!

- Was that Mr. Bromley, John?

- Yes, Henry.

That's Bromley.

- Well, what happened?

- Well, it's my fault, Henry.

I thought I was helping you, but
I guess I was trying too hard.

I wanted to build you up,
but apparently all he wants

is a yes man.

- Well, if that's the truth,
I, I guess it's better

I find it out now.

- Either of you gents
Mr. Henry Mitchell?

- I'm Mitchell.

- Sign here, please?

Thank you.

- Not bad news, I hope?
- It's from Mr. Trask.

I'm fired.

- Dennis!

Den-- Oh, no!

Henry!

- What is it, honey?

- Dennis has run away from home.

Look.

- Dear Mom and Dad,
I'm sorry, but I

can't move to where
Dad and you are going.

Don't cry, it will
only make me feel bad.

Your loving son,
Dennis Mitchell.

I had no idea Dennis felt this
strongly about our moving.

And even going to Mr. Trask.
- Mr. Trask?

Dear Mr. Mitchell, since
I learned from Dennis

that you were negotiating
for another job,

and since you seem
determined to leave me,

I had no other recourse but
to ask for your resignation.

Oh, darling, this is terrible.

But what will we do, dear?

Where will we start looking?

- You start calling
his friends, and I'll

check the neighborhood.

- No!

Eloise, Dennis has run away.

- What?

- Alice, I'll never
forgive myself.

The dear boy came
over here, asked me

if he could live in my
basement, and I-- well, I,

I didn't pay any attention.

Oh, I should have known.

- Yes, Margaret, we've been
looking all afternoon.

I thought maybe he might have
joined you on your picnic.

Well, if you hear anything,
would you please call us?

Thank you, dear.
Good bye.

- Any new, honey?

- Nothing, and I've
called every place.

Did you find out anything?

- No, I talked to Tommy's
mother half an hour ago.

He's at the library.

She said when he
called, she'd have

him stop by here
on his way home.

- Mr. Wilson said
Dennis asked him

if he could live
in his basement.

Oh, Henry, I just
can't stand it.

- Oh, honey.
We'll find him.

I just don't understand
Dennis taking it like this.

[doorbell]

- Maybe that's Tommy now.

Oh, Tommy, we were
just talking about you.

Come on in.

- My mom said you
wanted to see me.

- Yes.

Tommy, can you tell
us where Dennis went?

- I thought you were leaving
on a plane for Chicago?

- But we're not going anywhere.

- If you know where he
is, won't you help us?

- Well, gosh, I promised
I wouldn't tell.

But since you're
not going anywhere,

I guess that changes everything.

I'll show ya.
- Good boy.

- Dennis!

- Dennis?

Dennis!

- Dennis!

- Dennis?

- Dennis!
- Dennis?

- Dennis!

My boy.

Oh, Dennis.

- Hey, what's going on?

- It's your Mom, dear.

- I thought you'd
gone to Chicago.

- No, darling.

We're never, ever going.

- We've come to
take you home, son.

- Hi, Dennis.

I didn't tell 'em
where you were.

Not until they said
they weren't movin'.

- That's OK, Tommy.

- Oh, Dennis, I'm so
glad we found you.

- Jeepers, Mom, do you have
to make such a fuss over me

in public?

- Hi, Mr. Wilson.

- Hi, Dennis.

I just came over to
tell you how happy

I am that you're back home.
- Thanks.

But that's all there
is to be happy about.

- Oh?

I just saw that letter on
Dad's desk from Mr. Trask.

Now my dad doesn't
have any job at all.

It's all my fault.

- Oh, no, it isn't, my boy.

I must share the blame for that.

Eloise told me to keep
my nose out of it,

but I-- how's your
father feeling?

- I guess he's kind
of low, Mr. Wilson.

Do you want to go inside
and try to cheer him up?

- There's nothing
I'd like better.

Where are you going this early?

- Just out.

See you around, Mr. Wilson.

- See you around, Dennis.

MR. TRASK (OFFSCREEN):

but everything is all fouled
up here at the office today.

Henry Mitchell?

Well, of course he
could handle it.

He's the only one
that seems to know

what's going on around here.

But Henry isn't with us
anymore, confound it.

I have a good notion
to sue the Bromley

corporation for
pirating employees.

Well, I'll get back to you just
as soon as I can, Mr. Willaby.

OK?

Well, thank you.

Good bye.

Yes, yes, who is it?

- Can I see you for
a minute, Mr. Trask?

Class

- Oh, it's you, Dennis.

Sit down.
- Thank you.

- Well, I suppose you'll be
leaving for the orient soon,

eh?

- Well, Dad hasn't really made
up his mind about anything yet?

- Oh, he, uh, he hasn't?

- No.

And I've been thinkin', maybe
you could still get him back

if you offer him enough.

- You say he, uh, he hasn't
signed with Bromley yet, eh?

- No, sir.

Not yet.

- Well, I don't know, Dennis.

I may have another man.

I'd have to think about it.

Well, you certainly
take another interest

in your father's welfare.

- It could be your welfare,
too, huh, Mr. Trask?

- Hello, Dennis.

- Hi, Mr. Wilson.

Where's my dad?

- He's in the kitchen
with your mother,

getting some more coffee.

- Has Mr. Trask called yet?

- Trask?

- I hoped he would.

I told him Dad
hadn't signed yet,

and maybe he could get him back.

But I guess it didn't work.

- Dennis, you mean you---
when did you say that?

- Just a few minutes ago.

- Then Mr. Trask still thinks
that Bromley wants him?

- Yes, sir,

- Oh, ho!

Dennis, you are a clever boy.

And you've given me an idea.

- Yeah?

- I wasn't going to
stick my nose in again,

but with what you
have already done,

and what I will do
if he calls, well,

together I think we can
get your dad quite a deal.

- If he calls.

[phone ringing]

- Hello?

Yes, Mr. Mitchell's here.

Who's calling, please?

Oh, Mr. Trask.

Put him on.

Hello?

This is Bromley.

You can't pay Mitchell
enough to hire him,

so what do you want with him?

- I ought to sue you, you,
you executive swiper.

Now, you put Henry
Mitchell on the phone,

or you'll be hearing
from my lawyers.

- Well, I see no
harm in letting you

say goodbye to an ex-employee
before he goes back to Chicago

with me.

Hold on.

Here.

I think he's softening up.

- What?

- It's Trask.

He sounds very anxious
to talk to you.

Play your cards right.

- Hello?

Oh, yes, Mr. Trask?

What's that?

Well, yes, I might
consider an offer.

Me head up the
engineering department?

Well, yes, I, I
might be interested

if the salary matches
the added responsibility.

How much?

Yes, that, uh,
sounds fair enough.

Very fair.

Yes, sir.

It's a deal, Mr. Trask.

- Oh, Henry, that's wonderful!

- How about that?

I'd written Trask off,
and right out of the blue

he calls me up and makes me head
of the engineering department

with a, a whopping
boost in salary.

Isn't that great?

- Put her there, partner.

- What's this?

- Nothing, Dad.

It's like you said.

It's great, and right
out of the blue.

[theme music]

NARRATOR: This has been a
Screen Gems film production.