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America's favorite
family comedy,

"The Adventures of
Ozzie and Harriet,"

starring the entire
Nelson family.

Here is Ozzie, who plays
the part of Ozzie Nelson.

And, of course, his lovely
wife Harriet as Harriet Nelson.

The older of the Nelson boys,
David, appears as David Nelson.

And his younger brother,
the irrepressible Ricky,

played by Ricky Nelson.

The Nelson's next-door
neighbor, Thorny,

is played by Don DeFore.

Something new has been
added to the Nelson backyard.

Yes, sir.

It's a regulation
basketball hoop,

and it's been attached
securely to our garage.

There's a rather interesting
story about this.

I think I'd better
start a couple of days

ago and bring you
gradually up to date.

You see, once each year, we have
an interesting little affair

at the school auditorium.

It's called Fathers
Night, and the fathers

have to put on the
entertainment all by themselves.

Well, as usual, Ozzie
was trying to figure

out, rather unsuccessfully,
something he could do.

It's been years since
he played his saxophone,

so of course that was out.

I suggested that he make
shadow pictures on the wall,

but that seemed to be
too mild, especially

since our next-door neighbor,
Thorny, was practicing a tap

dance to 16 special
choruses of Casey Jones.

- Hey, there's an idea.

Let me have one of those eggs.

And-- yeah, let me have
a towel, would you?

- What do you want towels for?
- Now stand right over here.

- Where?
- Right over here.

You're the audience.

This old trick I used
to do in high school.

The hand is quicker than the
eye, makes the egg disappear.

Now, you just gave me this egg.

It's a regular household
domestic egg, right?

- Right.

- OK.

Take the egg thusly throw
in the towel over the egg.

Feel the egg is
still there, right?

- Yeah.

- Now I say the magic words.

Alakazoo, alakazam.

1, 2, 3, 4!

- Find the egg on
the kitchen floor.

- It used to work every time.

Something is missing
from the trick.

- A good magician, maybe?

- My coat is supposed
to be buttoned.

That's the key to
the whole thing.

Let me have another
egg, would you, please?

- Oh, you can't do
this with onions, huh?

- No, no, no, watch.

Take the egg thusly.

An ordinary domestic household
egg you just gave to me,

remember?
- Yeah.

- All right, take the egg here.

The hand is quicker
than the eye.

Throw the towel over the egg.

Now, feel the egg
is still there.

Right?
- Right.

- OK, now I say the magic words.

Alakazoo, alakazam.

1, 2, 3, 4!

- Hey, Pop?

- Now, Ricky, why did you have
to come stomping in like that?

I was just in the
middle of a trick.

- What's wrong?

- Well, I was just showing
this trick to your mother.

Golly, I don't
know what happened.

- You dropped the
egg and it broke.

- Yes, yes.
I know.

I wanted to show that the
hand is quicker than the eye.

- I guess the egg was
quicker than the hand.

- It's been quite a while.

Take a little brushing up.

- You'd need a mop for that one.
- Here you are, dear.

Start mopping.

- Oh, Mom's got you
working, huh, Pop?

- Oh, yeah.
- Hello there, stranger.

- Hi, Mom.

- Isn't this a little late
for you to be getting home

from basketball practice, Dave?

- I just stayed a
little later, Pop.

I was shooting some baskets.

- He was getting a
little worried there.

- What do you mean?

- Well, Thornberry
looks pretty sharp, boy.

- What's Will got to do with it?

- He and I are trying out
for the same position.

- Well, that sounds fine.

A little competition is
a very healthy thing.

Makes you work harder.

- Well, that reminds me, David.

How did you make out
with that composition

you did for English today?

- Oh, yeah.

- Guess I have to go.

Time to beat out old Will.

- David?

- Oh, hiya, Mom.
Can I help you with dinner?

- How'd you make out
with the composition?

- Let's talk about it
after dinner, huh, Mom?

- Oh, now wait a
minute, wait a minute.

I take it you didn't
exactly get an A?

- No, ma'am.

- No, sir.

- Why don't you start from
the other end of the alphabet?

- Now, wait a minute, David.

Don't tell me you
flunked English.

- Oh, just the one
composition, Pop.

- Oh, David, that's ridiculous.

- It sure is, boy.

- Quiet, mutton head.

- Mutton head?

- I mean, after
all, David, you're

supposed to get
straight A's in English.

It's the language
you speak every day.

- See, David?

From now on, you'd better
watch your language.

- Ricky, would you
please stay out of this?

- Well, David, I
think you'd better

give up sports for a while and
concentrate on your schoolwork.

- Well, golly, Mom.

It's just this one composition.

- Well, I know, David, I
think your mother's right.

I think from now on,
you'd better just

come straight home from
school and get at those books.

- Well, golly, Pop.

- Why, I know,
but you don't want

to flunk the most
important course in school.

If you make up
the work, then you

can go out for basketball again.

Just tell the coach you'll
be back in a few days.

- Well, heck, he'll
kick me off the squad.

I won't even make the team.

- Well, David, look,
basketball is fine,

but your schoolwork
is more important.

- I guess you're right, Mom.

- I think you boys better
wash up for dinner now.

Hey, Oz.

Hey, Oz, over here!

Oh!

Oh, hiya, Thorny.

- Hey!

For a minute there, I thought
you didn't recognize me.

- Oh, for a minute
there, I thought

I might get away with it.

- Just practicing up
for Wednesday night.

- Oh, good for you.

- Yeah, got a couple
of new choruses.

Want to hear them?
- Well--

- OK, if you insist.

Casey Jones...

- Thorny, Thorny, Thorny.

- What's the matter?

Don't you want to hear me sing?

- Well, uh, you see, if I hear
the new choruses now-- yes,

that's a good one-- well, then
I'll lose the thrill of hearing

them on Wednesday night.

- Well, in that case, I'll
sing one of the old ones.

Casey Jones--

- Uh, Thorny.

- Oh, now, look.

You just don't want
to hear me sing.

Now go ahead and say it.

- Well, I--

- Ah, don't you dare.

You're just jealous, that's all.

- Jealous of what?

- You're just jealous.

Tell me, Oz, what does it
feel like to have no talent?

- By golly, Thorny,
you ought to know.

- Oh, Oz, I shouldn't
be kidding you this way.

You probably feel bad
enough about David.

- What do you mean about David?

- Well, my boy Will told me.

David told him all about
it in school today.

- Told him all about what?

- Oh, Oz, now don't
be coy with me.

David quit the basketball team.

Will beat him out
for the position.

- Well, now just a second.

David quit the
basketball team, yeah,

but Will had nothing
to do with it.

He quit because of me.

- Oh, why, Oz, I didn't even
know you were trying out.

- Come on, Thorny.

David's marks were
a little shaky,

so Harriet and I decided it'd be
a good thing for him to give up

basketball until he
brought his marks back up.

- Well, I can't say I blame you
for making excuses for the boy.

- This is no excuse!

It's the absolute truth, Thorny.

- I kind of figured
Will would get it.

He sort of takes
after his old man.

You know, I hate to admit this,
but I was quite a basketballer

in my day, too.

- You, Thorny?

- Well, sure.

Why do you think they called
me Buckets Thornberry?

- Because of your shape.

- Oh, that's very unkind.

- Well, as long as you
brought the subject up,

might interest you to know I
was a pretty fair basketball

player myself in school.

- You?

- Yes, me.

Tell me this much Baskets...

- Buckets.

- Uh, Buckets.

What's the greatest
number of points

you ever scored in one game?

- 22.

- 25 for me.

What was the longest shot
you ever made from the floor?

- About 40 feet.

- 45.

Tell me this, what was the--

- Oh, no you don't.

Now it's my turn to
ask the questions.

- Look, before we get off
the subject of basketball,

let's get one thing
straightened out right now.

Will had absolutely nothing
to do with David's quitting

the basketball team.

- Oh, Oz, don't be
such a sore loser.

- I'm a sore loser?

- Oh, David's a good
kid and a good athlete,

but when it comes to basketball,
Will is just a little better.

He's shiftier.
He's faster.

He's a better shot.

Uh, by the way, did you know
that Will can shoot baskets

equally well with both hands?

- Uh, just a second, Thorny.

I hate to interrupt
this parental boasting,

but do you happen to know
where the stores are open

late tonight?
- The stores?

- Yeah.

- Well, yeah, I guess so.

Say, do you know
what I think I'll do?

I think I'll write a couple
of verses in Will's honor.

- Oh, good for you, Thorny.

- Yep, I think I'll
start it this way.

Thorny's boy,
oh, what a basketballer.

Thorny's boy, he could
shoot with either hand.

How do you like that?

- Uh, that's OK for
now, Thorny, but I

have a hunch in
a couple of days,

you'll be singing
a different tune.

I'll see you later, Basket.

- Buckets.

- Ozzie?

- Yeah, it's me.

David!
- Where have you been?

- Downtown.
By the way, where's David?

- He's upstairs
doing his homework.

What have you got there?
- Wait till you see this.

- Did you call me, Pop?
- I did, son.

Take a look at this.

- Oh, boy!

A basketball!
- Yes, sir.

Isn't that a beauty?

Now hold it up a little, son.

You're blocking
your mother's face.

Regulation boots, regulation
net, the whole works.

Change your clothes.

We're going to start
work right now.

- You mean you want
to practice tonight?

- You bet I do.

We'll show that old
windbag Thornberry--

- I thought you said
David had to put

more time in on his schoolwork.

- Well, he can do that
a little later on.

I'll help him with
his studies, Harriet.

It's important he make
the basketball team, too.

Besides that, it isn't as if he
were flunking the whole course.

It's just one composition he
got sort of a low mark on.

Go ahead.

Change your clothes, son.

Oh, Thorny thinks he's so smart.

I think I'll change my
clothes too, Harriet.

Uh-huh.

Great.

Now break this way, David.

Atta-boy, Dave.

Ah!

Show Will Thornberry who's
going to make that team.

Atta-boy, Dave!

Ah!

Take it again.

Oh, that's a beauty, Dave.

Now let's try a couple of set
shots from right over here,

left-handed and
then right-handed.

- Gee, I'm awful tired, Pop.

- I know, Dave, but
the game of basketball

is like the game of life.

The man who wins is
a man who gives it

that little extra effort.

That's the difference
between winning and losing,

the difference between
success and failure,

that little extra effort.

- Yes, sir.

Ozzie!

- Uh, yes, dear?

It's getting awfully late.

Don't you think David
ought to be coming in now?

- Well, OK.

I guess maybe your
mother's right, Dave.

We'll get out here
again tomorrow night

and we'll really practice.

We'll show those Thornberrys.

- I think this is about
as far as I can go, dad.

- Oh, that's OK, son.

Just sit down and we'll
discuss this right here.

Now, Dave, what seems to
be your main difficulty

with this schoolwork?

- I guess I haven't been
working hard enough.

- Well, this composition
you were telling your mother

and me about, just what did you
select for your subject matter?

- The basic difference
between the aesthetic form

of art during the
Renaissance period compared

with 20th century art.

- Well, just, uh,
how much do you

know about the aesthetic
difference between the--

The, uh, basic, uh,
Renaissance, uh,

of the, uh-- just, uh, how much
do you know about the subject?

- I guess I don't know
very much about it either.

- Well, you see, Dave, the main
thing in writing a composition

is to know your
subject matter well.

There's so many people that
get in difficulty because they

try to write about subjects
that they're actually

not familiar with,
and, as a result,

the composition shows it.

It's the same thing as if a
man is making a speech, or even

ordinary conversation.

Your mother will bear me out.

How many times have
you been in a room,

and somebody starts to
talk about something,

it's immediately obvious
this man knows his subject.

Everybody perks up and listens.

Here's a man who has
great knowledge of what

he's talking about.

On the other hand,
every once in a while,

somebody will get up and
start to talk about something.

And before he's proceeded
two or three sentences,

it's obvious that
here's a man who

doesn't know his
subject well, doesn't

know what he's talking about.

So what happens?

The audience starts
to lose attention

and starts to become
listless and--

David?

Will you help me
carry David up to bed?

David come home yet?

- No, not yet.

- Where are the eggs?

- I hid them.

- I wanted to practice
my egg tricks some more.

- Yeah, that's what
I was afraid of.

- Oh, don't be silly, Harriet.

It's just the old trick of
making the egg disappear.

- I made a whole box
of them disappear.

- Come on now.

Where are the eggs?

I promise you I
won't break anymore.

- Oh, OK.

They're in the
vegetable container.

- Hi, Mom, Pop.

- Oh hiya, David.

How did the baseball
practice work out?

- Oh, swell.

I think the coach
thought so, too.

- Big deal.

- That stuff you were showing
me last night was a great help.

I shot five baskets.

- Oh, good for you, son!

- How did you make
out in English class?

- Uh, I fell asleep.

- Oh, that's too bad.

I'm sure it won't happen again.

Oh, say, what did
Will Thornberry

say when he heard you out
were for basketball again?

- Oh, he didn't say anything.

- I kind of figured he'd
be a little bit burned up.

- Heck no.
Will and I are good friends.

- Well, certainly.

Will's his very best friend.

- Oh, yes, I mean, I want the
boys to stay friends, you know.

I'm not one for holding grudges.

- Well, what about the
Thornberry's driveway?

- What about it?

- Who took the chalk and
wrote "Thorny is a meathead"?

- It wasn't me.

- Well, I only did it
as a joke, Harriet.

- I don't know.

Thorny didn't seem
to be laughing

while he was rubbing it off.

- Oh, well, you know Thorny.

He just has no sense of humor.

- Dad, Will and I had a great
idea for Wednesday night.

- Oh?
What's that we?

- Well, you used to be a
pretty great basketball player,

didn't you?

- Well, I wouldn't
say that, David.

I played a little
in high school.

- Mr. Thornberry was pretty
good, too, wasn't he?

- Well, uh, so he claims.

What's the idea?

- Well, Will and I
talked to the coach

about having a game
between the fathers,

you know, for Fathers Night.

- A basketball game?

- Yeah, he thought it
was a pretty good idea.

You're going to be
captain of one team,

and Mr. Thornberry is going
to be captain of the other.

- Oh, now just a second, David.

I mean, after all, I
haven't played basketball

in a number of years.

- Well, you said
you wanted something

to do for Wednesday night.

- Well, yes, but I've got
this egg trick all perfected.

You know I've been
practicing up on it.

Here, let me have the, uh,
towel there, Harriet, would you?

- Will you boys get the mop?

- No, no, no, that
won't be necessary.

I've been working on this.

I think it should be real good.

Now watch.

The hand is quicker
than the eye.

Now you watch.

This is an ordinary
egg, as you just see,

a regular domestic kitchen egg.

Now, I hold the egg thusly,
and I throw the towel

across the egg that way.

Now I say the magic words.

Alakazoo, alakazam.

1, 2, 3, 4.

- Hey, that's pretty good, Pop!

- Anybody know what
happened to the egg?

- It's in your pocket.

- Uh, which pocket?

- The one with a lump in it.

- Well, I don't think
that the lump will

be so obvious when I'm standing
far away from the audience.

See, you fellas are
pretty close to me.

- Oh, say, dear, listen,
I meant to tell you.

Joe Cunningham's father plans
on doing magic for Friday night.

And you know he used to be
a professional magician.

- Are you sure?

- Yeah, he's going to
make a dog disappear.

- Make a dog disappear?

- A St. Bernard.

- What a big pocket
he must have!

- Well, David I--

Are you sure now?

He's going to make a St.
Bernard dog disappear?

- That's what Joey said.

- You know, maybe
that basketball game

might be a pretty
good idea at that.

Thanks, Rick.

- Come on, Pop.

Do it again.

Almost, Pop.

Try it again.

Come on!

David, are you sure that's
the right height for a basket?

It seems awful high.

Not only that, the hoop seems
a little narrower than the ones

we used to use.

- Well, it's regulation,
though, isn't it, Pop?

- Well, that's what the man
said when he sold it to me,

but you know those
crafty salesmen.

Sometimes they'll tell you
anything just to make a sale.

- You just got to
practice more, Pop.

- Yeah, maybe so.

I can't understand how I can't
make that left-handed hook

shot.

That used to be one
of my best shots.

You know, I used to sort of
fake the defense off balance

and then swing it
over my shoulder.

- Just a little bit-- just
a little bit too much, Pop.

- Oh, thanks, David.

No good.

I didn't even hit the garage.

Well, I think I'll call
it quits for tonight

and pick this up
tomorrow afternoon.

- Just one more hour, Pop.

- No, no, David.

There's such a thing as
over-training, you know.

I don't want to overdo it.

- Hey, that was neat, Pop.

Right in the
Thornberry's trash can.

- Oh, well...

I know it went somewhere
in that general direction.

- Gonna practice
some more tonight?

- No, I was telling
David I think

I'll call it quits for now and
practice some more tomorrow

afternoon.

- Yeah.

Besides, it's
getting awfully cold.

- What do you mean the
"softy's getting old?"

- Oh, no, Pop.

I said it's getting
awfully cold.

- Oh!

Oh, yeah, yeah, it is.

Well, come on.

Go in the house now, fellas.

Let me have the ball.

You know, I didn't do so
bad at that tonight, Dave.

- No, you did swell, Pop?

- What's the matter?

- I thought I'd try just one
more shot before we go in.

- Hey!

You made it, Pop!

- Guys, I wish Thorny
could have seen that one.

What's that?

About 35 or 40 feet, huh?

- Yeah, that was a great shot.

- Oh, thanks.

- Aren't you coming, Pop?

- Uh, I think I'll stay and
shoot a couple of more baskets.

Hi, Ricky.

- Well, if it isn't
old Thornberry.

- Hi.

Say, uh, what time are you
going over to school tonight?

About 7:00, I guess.

- Yeah, we're going to
be there about 7:00, too.

- Why don't you come
down in our car?

- Well, that's
swell with me, but I

don't think our fathers
will want to ride together.

- No, I guess not.

- That was a real exciting
game tonight, huh?

- Yeah.

I saw Pop last night, and
he looks pretty sharp.

- My dad really looked great.

He's got a trick shot called
a triple whammy that's

really neat.

He does kind of a hop, skip,
and jump, then flips a hook shot

with a lot of English on it.

- My Pop doesn't go in
for that tricky stuff.

He'd rather be a good
player than the fancy Dan.

- Oh, my Pop's pretty good.

Of course, your
Pop is good, too.

It's just that my
father's a little taller

and a little faster.

- Don't worry about Pop.

He's pretty fast, boy.

- Oh, yeah, he's got a lot
of speed, for a man his age.

I'll see you down there.

May the best team win.

- May the better team win.

- Hi, Mom.

- Oh, hello, dear.

- I've got good news.
- Well, fine.

What is it?

- The teacher let me do
that composition over again,

and I handed it in.
She said it was swell.

- Oh, well, that is good news.

Did you write on
the same subject?

- No, I didn't.

I followed Pop's advice.

I called it
"Basketball and Life."

You know how the
same rules apply?

A lot of the stuff Pop told me.

- Where is Pop, anyway?

- Oh, well, he's
lying down in the den.

- Holy smokes.

Anything the matter?

- Well, I'm afraid he's
had too much basketball

practice this afternoon.

- Oh, golly.

What's the matter, Pop?

- What's the matter?

- Oh, hello, boys.

- We're over here, dad.

- Uh, yes, I know.

Harriet, could you
just turn my head

over so I can talk to the boys?

- Are you hurt, Pop?

- No, I think it's only a
temporary condition, fellas.

It's just that I can't quite
lift my arms and my legs.

- Can you get up?

- Well, I could try.

- No, you don't.

Now, you just lie there.

- You mean you can't
play basketball tonight?

- No, I'm afraid not, boys.

- Well now, I may be able
to if I rest a little bit.

In fact, my muscles are starting
to loosen up a little now.

Yeah, I can wiggle my toes.

- You know what Dr. Brown said,
carry you upstairs and put you

in a hot bath.

- Gee, if Pop
can't play tonight,

I sure don't want
to go to school.

- Me either.

- I'm sorry, boys.

I don't know how this happened.

I was outside practicing,
shooting a few baskets.

I just stopped for a moment
and sat down on the back steps.

And when I went to get up, my
muscles were all tightened up.

It's as tight as a pretzel.

- How'd you get him
in the house, Mom?

- Oh, I just kind of
rolled him in like a hoop.

- I suppose everybody
will say I chickened out.

- Oh, that's OK, Pop.

Heck, who cares
what everybody says?

- We'll just move
to another city.

- I'll get it.

- I'm sorry this
had to happen, boys.

- Heck, Pop.

You couldn't help it.

Oh, hello, Will.

- Hey, it's Will Thornberry.

Should we throw the blanket over
Pop's face so he can't see him?

- Hi, Will.
- Hi, Will.

- Hi.

Say, I came over to see
if I could ride down

to the school with you guys.

- Aren't you going
down with your father?

- Well, I was, but Pop
was practicing basketball

behind Murphy's barn, and
he sprained his ankle.

- Oh, gee.

That's too bad.

- You mean he can't even
play in the game tonight?

- No, he's got to stay in bed
for at least a week, maybe two.

- Oh, that's a shame, Will.

You certainly can
ride down with us.

We'd be very glad to have you.

- Hey, Pop got up off the couch.
- Yay!

Can you play now, Pop?

- Well, certainly.

Are you kidding?

David, this is what I mean.

It's that little
extra effort that

makes the difference
between victory and defeat.

On to victory, boys.

- The game of basketball
is like the game of life.

That's what my dad says.

- Hi, Oz.

- Oh, hiya, Thorny.

Just thought I'd
drop over and see how

the bad leg was coming along.

- Well, thanks.

Oh, I don't think it's as bad
as I first thought it was.

- Oh, that's good.

- Say, I understand you
guys really gave my team

a shellacking last night.

- Oh, well, we were
pretty lucky, Thorny.

Yeah, we eked out
a little victory.

Tell you this much, though.

I bet you if you'd
have been there,

it wouldn't have been
quite such a victory.

- Oh--
- Oh, I'm sorry.

It's your bad leg, isn't it?

- Well, uh-- no, no, no.

It's this one here.

- Oh, oh.

We're very lucky.

- Oh, Oz, they tell me, boy, you
were quite the star last night.

- Well, I got kind of lucky.

You know, you have one
of those nights where

you sink them from all corners.

The old hook shot was
working pretty well.

And that dribble reverse shot
over here seemed to be-- you

know, every once in a
while, you get a night

where no matter where
you throw the ball,

it drops in the basket.

I just got lucky.

That's all.

- Oh.

Tell me, I haven't heard yet,
but what was the final score?

- Well, uh, you know, it was
a very closely fought game,

a tight game.

- Mhm.

What was the final score?

- Well, you know, some
time you'll have a game

and it'll be a scintillating
game, an exciting game,

and yet, the score won't go up
into those astronomical figures

because the defense is
so tight and so keen.

- What was the final score, Oz?

- Uh, oh, uh, 7-2.

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