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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.

Harriet!

- I'm in here.

- Oh, there you are.
Hi.

- Hi.

Well, goodness.

Who's been chasing you?

- Oh, nobody.

Such a nice, crisp
day, I thought

I'd walk up the hill real fast.

You know it's a lot of fun
walking up that hill real fast?

- I dare you to tell
that to the mailman.

- No, I mean, it
sends the old blood

surging through your veins.

What's the trouble?

- What do you mean?

- Well, your face.

- Are you asking a question
or registering a complaint?

- No, no.

You just look concerned
about something.

- Well, I am a little worried.

- Oh?

What are you worried about?

- Well, it's nothing important.

- Well, come on now.

It must be important or you
wouldn't be worried about it.

- No, honestly.
Really, it isn't.

- Now, Harriet, worries
are dreadful things

if you keep them bottled
up within yourself.

Best thing to do if
you have any troubles

is to tell them to somebody.

9 times out of 10,
you'll find out

you had nothing to worry
about in the first place.

Come on now.
What's been bothering you?

- Well, this isn't
anything like that.

- Harriet, please.

Worry can be a very
dangerous thing.

I mean, you keep worries
bottled up like that,

and the first thing
you know, they wear you

right down to a frazzle.

- Well, it's nice of
you to be concerned,

dear, but, really, it
isn't anything like that.

- Now, Harriet, you
don't want people

to go around looking
at me and saying, "Oh,

that poor guy is
married to a frazzle."

Come on, what's troubling you?

- Well, OK.

I went down to
the emporium today

and I saw some draperies that
I thought would look nice

in our living room.

- Well, for goodness sakes, is
that what you're worried about?

Harriet, please!

After all, this isn't the
Middle Ages, you know.

- What do you mean?

- Well, I mean, did you think
that I, the lord and master,

would chop your head off
just because you went down

to the emporium to look
at some new draperies?

- Well, no, not exactly.

- What did you think
I'd do, throw a tantrum

or blow my top or something?

Now look, Harriet, tomorrow, you
go right down to the emporium

and buy the new draperies.

It's as easy as that.

Does that take care
of your troubles?

- Well, not exactly.

I was worried about how they'd
look when they were delivered.

I already bought
them this afternoon.

I was afraid the color
might not be quite right.

- Well, worrying about it
isn't going to do any good.

I mean, after all, you liked
them when you saw them down

at the emporium, didn't you?

- Well, yes, but I'm
afraid they might not

look as good in our
living room as they

did in the emporium window.

- Well, maybe we could make
arrangements for the emporium

management to let us
move into their window.

What color were they?

- Oh, well, here's a sample.
Have a look.

- Oh.

Yeah, that's sort of a
bubblegum pink, isn't it?

- They call them "dusty rose."

You think it'll
clash with the rug?

- I don't know.

If it does, we'll just sit
back and let them fight it out.

- It'd be awful if
they turned out badly

because they're so expensive.

- Harriet, will
you stop worrying?

Worrying about it isn't
going to do any good.

We'll probably hang
them up and they'll

turn out to be
the nicest looking

draperies we've ever had.

- Is that you, boys?

- Yeah, mom, it's us.

- Yeah, it's us.

- What are you
guys so glum about?

What the heck is going on
around here today, anyway?

- Well, Ricky took an arithmetic
test and he's worried about it.

- Did you take a test, too?
- No, sir.

Just Ricky.

- Well, then what are
you still worried about?

- Well, I'm just kind
of helping him out,

you know, keeping
the spirit of things.

- Why are you so worried about
your arithmetic test, Ricky?

- Because arithmetic's
my worst subject.

But do you think you failed?

- Well, I don't know.

They don't tell
us until tomorrow

- Well, then what's
the sense of worrying?

- Because arithmetic's
my worse subject.

- OK, since arithmetic is your
worst subject and you know it,

did you prepare
carefully for the test?

Did you study everything
you were supposed to study?

- Yes, sir.

- And did you
concentrate carefully

while you were taking the test?

- Oh, sure, Pop.

- And did you recheck
all of your answers

to make sure they were right?
- Yes, sir.

Every one.

- OK, since you did
all these things,

why isn't it logical
to assume you

have nothing to worry about?

- Because arithmetic
is my worst subject.

- Don't you see, Ricky?

If you did everything
you possibly

could do to pass the
test, then there's

no sense worrying about it.

You've done all you could do.

You can't do any
better than that.

- Yeah, never thought
of it that way, Pop.

I guess you're right.

- Well, of course I'm right.

- Heck, I probably
passed the test.

I might even have gotten 100.

- It's possible.

- Gee, thanks, Pop.

I won't worry about it anymore.

- That's the spirit.

- Hey, David?

- Yeah?

- Just in case I didn't pass,
you'd better keep on worrying.

- OK.

- Well, I have to
give you credit.

You certainly are the
happy gloom chaser today.

- Well, for goodness
sakes, I've never

seen such a family of worriers.

Must get it from your
side of the family.

Didn't your father used
to worry a great deal?

- Yes, he did.

Every time I went out with you.

- Well, that was just because
he was afraid of that jalopy

I used to drive around in.

- Well, he just couldn't
understand why you

didn't have a steering wheel.

- Well, in those
days, you know, a lot

of the kids used to use
ropes to steer with.

Honest to goodness, Ricky's
worried about his arithmetic

test and yet he's done
everything possible to pass it.

Here you are, worried
about your new draperies,

whether they're going
to be the right color.

You haven't even seen
them hung up yet.

- Well, it's easy
enough to say, you know,

but you can't just turn worries
on and off like a faucet.

- Well, no.

I know that.

But, well, let's
look at it this way.

I brought the car down to the
garage today to get fixed.

Now, it's possible that it
may cost a lot of money.

- Well, I certainly hope not.

We have enough
expenses right now.

- Well, yes, I know that.

And I hope it doesn't cost too
much, but just in the event

that it does, worrying about
it isn't going to help any.

If it costs a lot of money,
it costs a lot of money,

and there's nothing
we can do about it.

- Well, I suppose so.

- Certainly.

I mean, it's so silly
to worry like that.

- Gee, you're a regular
rock of Gibraltar today.

- Well, it's just that
I feel that worrying

is such a futile thing,
such a waste of energy.

Well, I'm going to
take a little walk.

In case you're worried
where I'm going,

I'm going down to Miller's
and buy a couple of quarts

of ice cream for dessert.
OK?

- All right.

Oh, hey, while
you're down there,

will you pick up a
"Glamorous Woman"?

- I presume there's a
magazine of that title

and that's what you mean.

- It certainly is.

Don't you think I've got
enough to worry about

with the draperies?

- Mr. Nelson?

Mr. Nelson?
- Oh, oh!

I'm sorry.

- Anything I can do
for you, Mr. Nelson?

- Uh, yes, please.

I'd like a quart of chocolate
and a quart of vanilla ice

cream, if you don't mind.

- Quart of chocolate
and quart of vanilla.

- Please.

- Hi, Oz.

- Oh, hello there, Thorny.

- Harriet told me
I'd find you here.

What are you reading there?

- Oh, one of these
silly women's magazines.

Harry asked me to
pick it up for her.

I'm just looking over
this article here.

- Yeah?

What does it say?

Stop worrying?

- Yeah, it's a whole big
deal about people worrying.

You know, the same old junk.

Listen to this.

"We want to sweep
the worry clouds

from our mental storehouse
and take a new lease on life."

This gal claims
that 99% of the people

worry 90% of the time.

Do you believe that?

- Oh, I don't know, Oz.

She might be right.

- Got a whole list
of questions here.

Are you troubled by tension?

Do you lie awake at night?

Are you troubled by anxiety?

Do you fear the future?

Are you worried?

- Well, yes.

- Are you worried about
living beyond your means?

Are you concerned
about little ailments?

- Like a-- like a pain
in my right shoulder?

- Yeah, yeah, that's
the kind of stuff,

you know, the things
people always worry about

but seldom ever have.

- Oh, I don't mean
I've got it now.

Just sometimes.

Aren't you bothered
with it sometimes?

- Well, maybe some time if
I've been bowling a great deal

or if I happen to sleep
on an awkward position.

I'm sure I'm not going
to worry about it.

- Here you are, Mr. Nelson.

Quart of chocolate
and quart of vanilla.

- Oh, fine.
Thanks.

- Hi, Mr. Thornberry.
- How are you?

- Now, you take Mr. Miller here.

I guarantee you
he's not a worrier.

You're not a worrier,
are you, Mr. Miller?

- Well, I try not to.

Of course, I'm sort of a
cheerful person by nature.

But that worry can be a
terrible thing, gentlemen.

Oh, I guess it's the cause
of more evil dispositions

than anything else in the world.

- Yeah, it sure can
bring a person down.

- Did you ever meet
my wife, Mr. Nelson?

- Is she a worrier?

- Oh, she used to be.

Oh, I'd come home of
an evening, and she'd

sit there worrying and
worrying, just make everybody

around her miserable.

- Hmm.

So you decided to do
something about it?

- Well, sir, the
way I figure, if you

want to stop a
person from worrying,

you've got to get
their mind off of it.

So when I'd come home and
I'd find her sitting there

with a long face, I just give
her the ol' worry treatment.

- Oh, uh, what would you do?

- Well, sir, I'd go
out into the kitchen,

get me a couple of ice
cubes, sneak up behind her

and drop them right
down her back.

- It seemed to work?

- Absolutely.

She's like a new woman.

I met her last night for the
first time since our divorce.

Happiest woman I've ever met.

Here you are, Mr. Nelson.

A quart of chocolate
and quart of vanilla.

- Thanks.
Goodbye, Mr. Miller.

- Bye bye.

- Did you get my
magazine, Ozzie?

Ozzie?
- Oh!

I'm sorry.
What did you say?

- I said, did you get
my magazine for me?

- Oh, yeah, they're right.

I'm just reading
an article in it.

Would you like to see it?
- Oh, no, that's all right.

You go ahead.
I'll read it later.

- Well, that dinner
was terrific.

I think I ate a little too much.

You know how my
belt is shrinking.

I have to unloosen
it all the time.

- What's the article about?

- Oh, it's one of
those articles where

they keep asking
questions, you know,

a list of things you're
supposed to ask yourself.

Are you afraid you're
living beyond your means?

- Isn't everybody?

- And, uh, are you slipping?

Are you slipping, dear?

- No, but your pants are.

You'd better fasten
your belt on.

- Listen to this.

Are you losing your old friends?

- Well, are we?

- No, of course not.

We still have the same
friends we've always had.

Of course, they're a little
older, but same good friends.

The Thornberrys, the Dunkles,
the Randolphs, the Hendersons.

We've had so many
good times together;

parties, dances, outings.

Where was it you said we were
invited for Saturday night?

- No place.

- I thought you said
somebody invited us

to a party or something.

- No, not that I know of.

What are the other
questions in the article?

- Oh, a lot of silly stuff.

Gee, I could have sworn you
said something about a party,

somebody invited us to their
house for Saturday night.

- Mm-mm.

- Ah, silly junk here.

Do you feel that people
are avoiding you?

Saying you are less
popular than you once were?

- Well, that's a
standard thing, isn't it?

- Well, sure.

I mean, the idea of
printing these things,

telling a person how
to stop worrying,

such dull stupid stuff
isn't even interesting.

Here, let me read you some more.

Are you having difficulty
making new friends?

Do you feel that old friends
are deliberately avoiding you.

There's all this silly stuff.

- Well, what's silly about it?

- Well, for one thing, the idea
of telling you to ask yourself

these questions.

They immediately
assume that anybody

who reads this magazine
talks to himself.

It would be different
if the questions

made some sense, but, I mean,
such ridiculous questions.

"Do you feel that people are
deliberately avoiding you?"

- Oh, come on, dear.
It's getting late.

Let's go up to bed.

- Uh, have we got
all the doors locked?

- Well, I think so.

Why?

- Why?

We don't want prowlers
stomping through the house

at all hours of the night.

- Oh, I don't know.

With Ricky's roller skates
scattered all over the house,

a prowler wouldn't get
past the dining room.

What's the matter?

- Oh, I just thought I felt
a little twinge of pain

in my right shoulder.

Harriet.

Harriet?

- Hmm?

What's the matter?

- How long has it been since
we've seen the Randolphs?

- Oh, it's been quite a while.

- Harriet?

- Hmm?

- Do you remember if I
locked the garage door?

- The car isn't there, dear.

You left it down at the shop.

- Oh, oh, yes, Yes.

I can imagine all the
things that mechanic's

going to find wrong with it.

Probably tell me we
need a new motor.

I wonder what a new motor costs.

Darn old car isn't
worth that much.

Drag it away to the junkyard.

Hope I can get an appointment
with Dr. Brown tomorrow.

- Oh, for goodness sakes.

What for?

- This right shoulder of mine.

It's killing me.

- Oh, Ozzie, you're
just in time.

- Oh, hello, dear.

- Come and see
the new draperies.

- Oh, those ones
you just bought?

- Uh huh.
Aren't they lovely?

You know, you were right.

It was silly of me
to worry about them.

They match perfectly.

- Mm.

They're so long, they're
dragging across the floor.

Don't you think they'd
wear out pretty quickly?

- Well, no, they're supposed
to be made that way.

See how well they're made?

What are you doing?

- Wondering how this
stuff is going to clean.

Sometimes a fabric like that
shrinks right up to nothing

when you try to clean it.

- Well, it should
clean very well.

It's guaranteed.

- Guaranteed?

Harriet, who guaranteed it?

- Well, the people who made it.

- Do you know the people
who made this material?

- Of course I don't.

- Well, then how
do you know they'll

make good on their guarantee?

- Well, it's a reputable firm.

That certainly ought
to mean something.

- Well, who says
they're reputable?

- Well, the sales lady
at the emporium said--

- Sales lady?
Sales lady?

- Just one, dear.

- Well, OK.

Suppose the sales lady
does know that people who

made the material.

Who knows the sales lady?

I'm sure I don't.

- Well, I do.

And she's quite honest.

And the draperies will clean.

- OK, suppose they clean.

Will they wear?

- Yeah, they'll wear.

- Suppose they wear out?

- They won't wear out.

- Suppose they don't wear out?

I mean, to say we
have to stand around

and look at these same
draperies the rest of our lives?

- Hiya, Pop.

Hey, Pop, you sure were right
about that arithmetic test.

I didn't have a
thing to worry about.

- Oh, fine.

You mean you got 100?

- No, but I got 87.

- Oh.

I don't know.

87 doesn't sound like such
a high mark to me, Rick.

- Oh, sure it is, Pop.

Billy Johnson only got 88,
and his mother's a teacher.

- Well, maybe so.

I think you've got to watch
those teachers, though.

They're pretty tricky,
especially arithmetic teachers.

You know, they'll give you
a good mark on one test

just to build up
your confidence, then

all of a sudden, wham!

Tthey let you have it.

- I don't think so, Pop.

Don't worry.

I'll go OK.

- Ozzie, what's
happening to you?

Ever since you read that article
in my magazine last night,

you've been worrying
about everything.

Oh, did you pick up
the car at the garage?

- Oh, yes.

It's not going to cost as
much as I thought at first.

Just some little thing
wrong with the carburetor.

It'll only cost about
$3 or $4, he said.

- Well, I'll bet that ought
to make you feel better.

- Well, I don't know.

I was driving home, you should
have heard the old thing

clinking and clanking.

It sounded like an old
coffee grinder or something.

I was afraid I wasn't even
going to make it up the hill.

- Oh, that's ridiculous.

You got home in it, didn't you?

- No, I didn't.
- You didn't?

What happened?

- Well, I left it
at the gas station

to have the oil changed.

- What I mean is there's
nothing wrong with the car.

What's the matter
with you, dear?

I thought you never
worried about anything.

- Well, golly,
Harriet, it's just

that all of a sudden, everything
started to pile up on me.

I mean, your new
draperies arrive

and they're dragging
across the floor

and they can't be cleaned.

Ricky's having all this
trouble with his schoolwork.

The car breaks down.

I have to walk all the way home.

It's just one thing
after another beating

right on top of your head
like little drops of water.

- Letting your imagination
run away with you.

You said yourself you left
the car at the gas station,

and Ricky isn't having
trouble with his schoolwork,

and my draperies will clean.

Now, will you stop worrying?

- I'm not worrying, Harriet.

You've heard me say
a thousand times

I don't believe in worrying.

- Did you see Dr. Brown
today about your shoulder?

- Oh, uh, yes, I did.

- What did he say?

- Well, he said
to stop worrying.

- David?

- Yes, ma'am?

- Lunch is ready.

- Oh, I thought Pop was
going to come out and shoot

some baskets with me.

- Oh, I don't know.

I just don't understand
your father today.

- What's the matter?

- Well, he seemed so terribly
worried about everything.

- He doesn't seem
very happy, does he?

Is that a new magazine?

- Oh, that's the one your
father was reading last night.

And there's an article in there
that gives me a wonderful idea.

- What's that?

- Oh, I don't know.

Maybe I'd better not tell you.

It's a long shot,
but it's worth a try.

- For goodness sakes,
what's the matter, Harriet?

- Oh, nothing.

I was just thinking.

If there is anything
serious wrong with the car,

it'll take an awful
lot of money to fix it.

- Well, yes, that's what--

No, don't you remember?

The man said it was
practically nothing,

and it just cost a few dollars.

For goodness sakes.

Stop worrying about it.

- Oh, I wasn't worrying.

I was just thinking.

Now I got to thinking
about the Randolphs.

You know, it does seem strange
that they didn't accept

our invitation last week.

- Well, I don't think so.

For goodness sakes,
Harriet, you couldn't

expect the people to cancel
out another engagement just

to accept dollars.

- Your shoulder's
bothering you, isn't it?

- What shoulder?

- Well, your right
shoulder, the one

that's been giving
you so much trouble.

You seem to be favoring it.

Do you think it's
anything serious?

- Well, no!

For goodness sakes, will
you stop worrying, Harriet?

So you haven't, by any chance,
been reading that article,

have you?

The article about worrying?

- You mean the one that
started you worrying?

- What makes you say that?

- Oh, simply the fact that
ever since you read it,

you've done nothing but
worry and lie awake at night.

- You mean you don't think
the article is any good?

- Oh, there's nothing
wrong with the article.

It's just you didn't
read the last page.

On the last page, it tells
you how to stop worrying.

- And you read the last page?

- Yes, I did.

It works, too.

It says if you want to stop
a person from worrying,

take his mind off
himself and make

him worry about something else.

- Hmm.

You mean that's what you did?

- Yeah.

You were worrying
yourself sick, so I

made-believe I was worried, and
you snapped right out of it.

It worked beautifully,
didn't it?

- Oh, yes.

I think it did.

What makes you think I
didn't read the last page?

- You mean you were
making believe you were

worried so I'd stop worrying?

- Uh, are you happy with the
living room drapes, dear?

- Yes, of course.

- You're not worried
about them anymore?

- No.

- And Ricky isn't worried
about his arithmetic anymore?

- Of course not.

- Uh, pretty good article,
don't you think, Harriet?

- Oh, Ozzie, how clever of you.

What a wonderful way
to teach us a lesson.

- Uh, Harriet, however, I think
it might be a good idea if you

don't tell anybody about this.

- Why?

- Well, it would upset
the whole formula.

After all, the
husband is the one

who is supposed to be the
bumbling, fumbling one who

always makes the mistakes
and does all the worrying,

while the wife is supposed to
be the calm and cool one who

sort of tricks them and keeps
everything running on a level

keel.

- Are you sure you were
just making-believe you were

worried?

- Oh, Harriet.

- Well, you put on quite an act.

The roof leaking, losing our
friends, your aching shoulder.

Are you sure you got all
that from the last page

of the article?

- Well, no, dear.

I must confess.

I got the idea from an
old Chinese proverb.

Would you like to hear it?

- Not especially.

- Old Chinese proverb
say, when wives

start to worry about
living room draperies,

she give husband big
pain in shoulder.

- Oh, I hoped it was you.

What are you doing up in
the middle of the night?

- Oh, well, I was kind of
tossing and turning a little.

I thought I'd get
something to eat.

- Don't tell me
you're still worried.

- Well, uh, yes,
I am a little bit.

I guess maybe I sort of
got into the habit of it,

you know, putting on that big
act to stop you and the boys

from worrying.

Are you going to get
something to eat, too?

- No, dear.

I just heard of a wonderful way
to keep a person from worrying.

I'm going to try it on you.
- Oh?

What is it?

- Oh, never mind.

It's a surprise.

- Oh.

Uh, speaking of
worry treatments,

you know, Mr. Miller
down at the market,

he was telling us
of a way he used

to stop his wife from worrying.
- Oh?

What was that?
- Well, it was--

- No, no.

Don't turn around now.

- Well, uh, you
know, Mr. Miller has

kind of a fiendish sense
of humor, so he used--

No.

Come to think of it, I
don't think I'll tell you.

I may want to use
it on you sometime.

Marvelous.

Oh!

No!

Oh, Harriet!

Oh.

That's not funny.

And besides, you're
supposed to use ice cubes.

- I know, but ice
cream's so much messier.

- Just scoop me up
to bed, will you?

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