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Okay, she'll be right out!

Chris, Cynthia's folks are here!

Hey, Viv, hurry up!

Visitors day will be over before we get there!

Oh, listen, Viv, would you bring my suitcase out here?

It's right there in the living room.

Brother, are we going to camp for visitors day,

or are you planning to stop over at a bricklayers convention?

Well, Jerry asked me to bring up his Beatle records.

Oh... I don't see why

those Beatles had to make so many records.

They all sound the same.

Well, now, to you maybe,

but not to the trained ear of a nine-year-old music lover.

I just don't see why you want to lug 'em all the way to camp.

We're bringing the kids home tonight.

Well, I wanted to make their last day at camp a happy one.

Yeah, I guess you're right.

Gee, I sure wish we could get hold of some money

so they could stay that extra two weeks.

You know, I hope the kids won't be too upset

when you tell 'em.

Yeah, I hope they won't...

When I tell 'em?

Why me?

Well, now, you know how chicken I get

every time I have to do something distasteful.

Well, if you're so chicken, why don't you cackle

and lay an egg every time you have to ask me for the rent?

Oh, Viv!

Well, I'm off.

Oh, you're off, honey.

- Good-bye, Aunt Viv. - Have a wonderful time.

- Oh, thank you. - A marvelous time. Bye-bye.

Mom, I'll see you in a couple weeks.

Is that what you're wearing?

But, Mother, this is what all the girls are wearing.

It's what all the boys are wearing, too.

Oh, I gotta get going.

- Well, enjoy yourself, honey. - Thank you.

Ooh, Aunt Viv, be careful driving up to camp.

Oh, we're not driving. Mr. Mooney's gonna go up

and visit his son, so he's taking us.

Oh, good, then I won't have to worry.

Okay, honey, have a good time.

- Bye. Thank you. - Bye, honey, have fun.

Be a good girl now. Bye-bye, everybody.

Oh, gee, it's a shame the boys have to come home.

But what can I do about it?

If I should ask Mr. Mooney for money,

he'd just say no.

And if I threaten to take my account to another bank,

he'd say, "Go ahead, take your account to another bank.

"I couldn't care less. Go, go, go.

Get out of my life."

- Lucy. - What?

Do you know that every time you talk about Mr. Mooney,

your neck turns four shades redder than your hair?

Oh, well, I don't care.

He's so tight.

He really burns me up!

Good morning, ladies.

You miserable skinflint!

That's the nicest thing you've ever said to me.

But, uh, why the compliment?

Because if I ask you for even a little bit of money,

you turn me down.

Mrs. Carmichael, the Pentagon could use

a clear analytical mind like yours.

Oh!

Oh, well, now that that's all over, let's get started to camp.

What do you say?

Okay. You want me to drive?

Oh, that will be the day.

- Come on, Viv. Hurry up. - Okay.

Oh, before we leave, I have some rather pleasant news for you.

Oh, that will be the day.

A refund on your last year's income tax.

Oh, no!

Viv! Viv, a hundred dollars!

Oh, our problems are solved.

Hooray!

Would you endorse that, please?

Oh, it will be a pleasure.

Oh, Mr. Mooney, you don't know what this means to me.

True, but I know what it means to me.

What?

It means that, at long last, you've finally caught up

with some of the money I've advanced you.

Thank you.

Oh, Mr. Mooney!

Oh, how can he be so mean?

Oh, it's nothing, really.

Compared to you, Jack Benny is Diamond Jim Brady.

Oh, come along.

This is gonna be a real fun trip.

Oh, honestly.

No, pl-please. Allow me.

Well, thank you very much.

Oh!

- Oh, Mrs. Carmichael. - Yeah?

Don't forget your suitcase.

Oh! We couldn't stop for gas at that last station;

they didn't give trading stamps.

Oh, boy.

Well, ladies, it seems there's only one fair way

for me to do this.

That's toss for it.

Toss for what?

To see which one of you walks to the next gas station.

Oh, it's 11 miles down the road!

Why don't you go?

Mrs. Carmichael, my back is killing me.

I haven't recovered from trying to pick up your suitcase.

It's just 11 miles.

You go straight down there, follow the white line.

Mr. Mooney, I have a proposition for you.

If one of us goes for gas, will you give me my check back?

Mrs. Carmichael, I didn't think you would stoop to blackmail.

I'm not stooping to anything.

I'm too pooped to stoop.

Now, you can either accept my little proposition

or walk to the gas station yourself.

Well?

I'll accept your generous offer.

Start walking.

Oh, we have no intention of walking.

We don't?

No, we'll get a lift from a passing motorist.

Ah!

Why, we'll be here all day

before anybody stops for you two!

Oh, no, we won't.

Now, cars always stop for pretty girls, right, Viv?

- That's right. - All right.

That's what I said.

We'll be here all day!

Come on, Viv.

Okay.

Are you ready? Watch this.

- Here comes one. - Yeah.

Nice going.

Well, it's all your fault.

My fault?

They won't stop if they see a man.

Get out of sight.

Out! Go on! Go on!

Oh, well...

Watch this.

Here comes one, Lucy.

Okay, ready?

Come on. Let's give it

that old Claudette Colbert try, girl, huh?

- Okay. - Oh, this will get 'em.

- Are you ready? - Yeah. Here comes...

Here comes one. Ready?

- It worked! - Yeah. It's two fellas.

And they're getting out of the car.

Yeah.

Now, play it cool, Viv. I'll do all the talking.

Okay.

What a place to change drivers.

Well, ladies, if I might make a suggestion,

maybe I'd better try my luck.

You think you can do any better?

I certainly couldn't do any worse.

All right, if you're so smart, go ahead.

All right.

Oh, now, wait a minute, Lucy.

If a car stops for him, we won't get the money.

If a car stops for him, we don't deserve the money.

You got a point there.

Let him have his fun, and then we'll take over.

Okay, go ahead. Get a ride.

All right.

We'll watch.

All right, all right!

Back of the car. Hide, hide!

I don't want to start out with two strikes against me.

Go on. Get back there.

All right, down, down!

Hide, hide!

Oh!

Anything wrong?

Oh, why, yes.

Yes, as a matter of fact.

I, uh, I seem to have run out of gas.

Oh, what a pity.

Yes. I, uh, I was wondering if you could give me a lift

to the next service station.

Why, it would be a pleasure.

Hop in.

Thank you.

Oh, I'll go in first and dust the seat...

big boy.

If one word of this gets back to my wife,

so help me, I'll foreclose your mortgage!

Okay, big boy.

Come on, Viv! Well, is this your cabin, fellas?

Yeah, Mom, Sherman and I sleep right here.

Really?

- The rest of the guys sleep over here. - Oh.

We're the best group in camp.

Oh, did you hear that, Viv?

They're the best group in camp.

We call ourselves "The Rat Finks."

The Rat Finks?

Is that good?

I suppose so.

Did you meet Mr. Slater yet?

No, but we sure would like to.

He's the best camp director in the whole world.

He is?

We'll go get him.

- Come on, Jerry. - Go ahead. -Go ahead.

Oh, don't our Rat Finks look marvelous?

They're having a wonderful time.

Yeah.

Boys, stop that!

Stop teasing that skunk!

Oh, nice to see you, Mrs., uh-uh...

- Mrs. Carmichael. - Carmichael.

And I'm Mrs. Bagley, Sherman's mother.

- Mrs. Bagley, nice to see you. - Nice to see you.

Nice to see you. I'm... I'm sorry I'm not gonna be able

to spend much time with you ladies.

Oh, that's all right.

But as usual on visitors day,

we're having our annual camp crisis.

- Oh? - Oh, now don't tell me.

Tommy Thompson put his pet snake in somebody's bed again.

Yes, he hid it in the chef's bed.

He and his wife just quit.

- Oh, no. - Oh, that's... What are you gonna do?

Well, fortunately, they're going to stay through dinner tonight.

Oh, good.

But tomorrow, I've got to get two new cooks.

- Oh, that's too bad. - Yes, I know. If you'll excuse me,

I got to get on the phone right away.

- Okay, Mr. Slater, bye-bye. - Nice to have met you.

- Mr. Slater, wait a minute. - Yes?

I know two marvelous cooks that you can get.

Wonderful.

Really? Who?

Yeah, who?

You and me.

You and who?

Me and you.

That's what I thought you said.

Yeah. Mr. Slater, we've had lots of experience.

You see, when we were in the WAVES,

we cooked for the entire company.

W-Were you considered good cooks?

Well, we won the war, didn't we?

Yes, well, well, well, thank you, ladies.

That'll be a big help. Oh, that's wonderful.

You can start in the morning with breakfast.

- Fine. We'll be there. - Thank you so much.

That's gonna be a big...

Boys, will you get that canoe out of that tree?!

Are you out of your mind?

Viv, don't you understand?

As long as we're here doing the cooking,

our kids will get to stay that extra two weeks.

Well, may I remind you

that in our entire career in the WAVES,

we only cooked one meal, and everybody got seasick.

And at the time, we were on dry land.

Well, now, Viv, we've had a lot more experience since then.

- Oh, Lucy, for heaven's sake. - We've been cooking

- three meals a day for five people. - Cooking for a camp...?

Can you imagine how much you have to know about cooking

- to cook for a whole...? - Come on, Viv.

Just for a couple of weeks. It's not gonna hurt you.

Come on, please.

Okay, but it's just for the boys.

- Okay. - Yoo-hoo! Mrs. Carmichael!

- Mrs. Bagley? - Oh, we're in here, Mr. Mooney!

Oh, there you are.

Oh.

I, uh, just stopped by to tell you

we'll be heading back right after dinner.

Yeah, well, Mr. Mooney, we have some bad news for you.

We're staying.

We won't be driving back with you.

I see. I see.

What's the bad news?

Oh, go fill your gas tank, big boy!

You can't depend on those flappers

stopping every time, you know.

Good-bye.

Oh, boy.

Oh, gosh, Lucy.

I haven't been up this early in years.

Now I know why they call it the crack of dawn.

Anyone who gets up at dawn has got to be cracked.

You're right, girl.

Well, come on. Let's get busy.

Oh, wow.

Now, look at this modern convenience.

Oh, the last time I saw a stove like that,

Hansel and Gretel were cooking a witch in it.

Mother's Handy Household Helper.

1903.

Oh, my.

Well, Mother's stood the years pretty well.

She's a little hot this morning, too.

They banked the fire before they left.

- That's good. - Yeah.

- Don't have to do that. - Well, let's see.

What'll we cook for breakfast?

How about some nice soft-boiled sleeping pills?

Well, good morning!

Good morning!

Beautiful day, isn't it?

Well, who knows? It hasn't started yet.

Say, that's a good one.

Well, anyway, ladies,

the reason I stopped in...

I wanted to tell you not to serve popovers this morning.

Oh, well, I had no intention of whipping up any popovers.

Oh, good.

Because that's all our old chef ever served.

- Oh. - He left us

enough frozen popover batter to sink Boys Town.

Say, that was kind of cute.

Yeah.

For early in the morning.

How would you like some eggs?

We're very good at eggs.

Eggs are fine.

Okay. How would you like your eggs, Mr. Slater?

Oh, oh, I won't be eating breakfast here, Mrs. Carmichael.

- Oh. - I have to load up the station wagon

- to take some things into town. - Okay.

You'll find all the eggs you need in the refrigerator.

- Well, good luck. - All right.

♪ Oh, hail to thee, Camp Awa-ha-ha-kee. ♪

Well, what do you say we scramble them?

All right. You get the eggs while I start heating the pans.

Okay.

Oh, and bring some butter.

I only have two hands, you know.

Oh, all right. I'll get it.

Viv, we have 200 eggs to scramble.

By the time you bring out the other 196,

those four will be hatched.

Well, now, do you know a better way of doing it?

Bring out the whole crate!

They're not in a crate.

They're all piled up out there in the refrigerator.

Oh, heavens. All right.

I'll show you how to handle eggs.

You got a lot to learn about a kitchen, kid.

When we go home, Viv, I'll teach you

a lot of these little labor-saving devices.

There's no reason in the world...

Who moved that table?!

I did.

Well, that was a pretty stupid thing to do, Viv.

Now, help me clean up this mess.

- Well, now... - What are we gonna do?

Just set fire to the floor and cook 'em right there.

All right, come on.

Now, help me clean this up.

- Okay. - Oh, honestly.

Oh, that is quite a mess, Lucy.

- I'm sorry. I just... - You're sorry.

For heaven's sake, why did you think I put that up there?

You find anything, Viv?

Nothing except that frozen popover batter,

but we can't use that.

Bring it!

Oh, no. Now, Mr. Slater told us not to cook popovers.

Never mind. He's not gonna be here.

Forget what he said.

Now, Lucy!

This is an emergency.

Bring it, and we'll argue later.

Okay.

Phew!

Aah!

Aah! Aah!

Lucy, this is awful heavy.

Help me with it, will you?

Oh. Oh, boy.

Why didn't you tell me that was cold?

Well, frozen things usually are.

Oh, for heaven's sake.

Now, we'll have to get it out...

Well, come on and help me get it out.

How are we gonna get it out of there, girl?

Get down there and-and pull it up, that's all.

It's heavy, girl.

All right.

Oh, careful now.

Got it?

Oh, wait a minute, Viv.

Okay.

Popovers. Popovers.

Okay.

Oh!

Oh, boy.

Oh, look at that hole.

Go get something to cover it.

Go on, go get something to cover it!

Okay.

Pffsh!

Aah!

Aah.

Lucy?

What's the matter with you?!

Well, you almost scared me to death.

I scared you to death?!

What are you doing shoving that thing in my face?

- Well, it's... - Oh, honestly, Viv.

Help me, Lucy. That's very heavy bear.

Help me cover the hole, huh?

This is what you brought to cover the hole with?

Well, that's all I could find.

Oh, honestly, Viv.

Gee.

Oh, that's fine.

Oh, that's fine.

Come on.

Oh, I got to unfreeze this batter,

and the best way to do it is in the oven.

Open the oven doors. Think you can do that?!

Yeah.

Oh, you got...

Oh, that's marvelous, Lucy.

There you are, girl.

I couldn't help you with that? No.

No, I wouldn't want you to even try.

That's good!

Oh, wait a minute, Lucy.

If you, if you unfreeze that in the oven, when it melts,

it'll all drip over the bottom of the oven.

Oh, all right, get a roasting pan

and put it on the bottom of the oven.

Don't just stand there! Go get it!

Okay, I'll get it. You want me to go get it.

Gee.

All right, out!

Out of that pool, you kids. Come on!

You're supposed to be in basket weaving.

Oh, Mrs. Carmichael,

I-I don't know what's the matter with me this morning.

I was halfway down the road before I realized

I hadn't asked you what provisions

you'll be needing for your next few meals.

Oh, we don't need a thing.

- Good-bye, Mr. Slater. - Oh, fine.

Oh, we're out of a lot of things.

Ah, but we can get 'em later. Good-bye, Mr. Slater.

Oh, Lucy, we really need an awful lot of things.

What in the world are you doing out here with that roasting pan?

Get back in the pantry, Viv!

Well, you told me to go...

Never mind what I told you. Do what I tell you!

Bye, Mr. Slater.

- We don't need a thing. - Okay.

- We're fine. - All right.

Yeah, we-we, we're-we're...

Hold on, Mr. Slater.

Just a minute now, Mr. Slater.

- We need eggs. - Okay, we need eggs.

- Good-bye, Mr. Slater. - Bye.

Wait a minute.

There were nearly 20 dozen eggs in that refrigerator last night.

Yeah, we noticed them.

What happened to them?

Oh, yeah, what happened to them, Viv?

Uh... uh... uh...

Ladies, please. I'm a busy man.

What happened to the eggs?

Well, uh, uh, we had a teensy-weensy little problem.

- What problem? - I dropped them.

- You dropped them?! - Yes.

Lucy.

Oh, finish the story.

You might as well tell him the truth.

Yes, I think you'd better tell me the truth, Mrs. Carmichael.

- Well, uh... - Yes? Yes?

Uh... well...

Well, come on, come on, spit it out!

We, uh, well, uh, we couldn't,

we couldn't find any more eggs.

- Yes? Yes? - You were very low on eggs.

- Really. - Low on eggs. Yes.

- Uh, and, uh... - Yes? Yes? Go on.

So we knew that we had to fix something, and...

Yes. Yes.

And we were trying

to figure out, you know, the best possible menu...

All righty. All righty. W-W-W-What? What? What?

That would be good for so many boys.

And we have rather a limited,

uh, uh, idea, uh, allotment, and...

Come on, Mrs. Carmichael!

I'm a busy man!

We decided that we were gonna make something.

- Make what? What? What? - And so we made popovers.

Pop... popovers?!

I told you no popovers.

I know.

I stood there, I stood there, right there.

- I know you said that. - I told you about the mothers

- and that they were worried about their... - But I...

- There wasn't any... - What are you trying to do?!

Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!

- Oh, what is it? - Mr. Slater.

Oh, Mr. Slater, we'll help you out.

- Sorry, Mr. Slater. - Let us help you out, Mr. Slater.

We're sorry, Mr...

- Mrs. Carmichael? - Yes?

I can understand how a woman might break 200 eggs.

Yes?

Will you please tell me how you managed

to make a hole in the floor?!

Well, M-Mr. Slater,

I-I want to talk to you about your termites.

- Termites?! - Yes.

Mr. Slater...

Think I broke my back.

Thank you.

We were just trying to help our children.

Well, help me!

I...

Will you please get me out of here?!

I got a camp to attend to!

Take his other hand, Viv!

Aah! Vivian!

No, Mr. Slater, don't look!

Don't look, Mr. Slater.

What's happening to my stove?!

- We don't know! - What is that?!

Oh... it's nothing, it's just...

- Uh, uh, uh... - Mrs. Carmichael?

Oh! Oh! Oh!

What are you doing to my stove?!

What is this?!

- Stop it! - Oh, Mr...

Stand back, Mr. Slater...

Stop it! What are you doing?!

Mr. Slater, um, she put...

Out! Out!

- Mr. Slater... - Out!

It'll be all right, Mr. Slater.

Well, Chrissy, you've really flipped.

Shh! I'm supposed to have quiet.

Oh, well, may I break the spell long enough

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