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Subtitles: Luís Filipe Bernardes

Judge, I caught these young hooligans...

...perking up in the old stone barn down in the MacMahon place.

Yes, I've seen this masterpiece.

- You're Tommy MacMahon, aren't you? - Yes, sir.

Mr. Warwick took Ben Willis off our football team for having bad marks.

And the student body isn't going to stand for it.

No? And I'm not going to stand for this.

This is the most outrageous piece of infantile insolence I've ever seen.

This is 1938, Judge. Times have different...

Some things haven't changed.

The rules of civilized behavior, they haven't changed.

I have no patience for people, young or old,

who live in a democracy yet try and wreck its underpinnings.

Changes, yes.

Violence and open rebellion, no.

Deputy, strictly speaking, this isn't a case for this court,

but I feel that Superintendent Warwick will back me up.

You, each of you gentlemen, you go home...

...and you write a 20.000 word essay on the American system of free education.

That'll take care of your football time for the rest of this season.

But I assure you that if my son was the defender,

the punishment would be ten times worse.

Court dismissed.

- Judge Hardy? - How do you do?

- What can I do for you, sir? - Well, nothing for me, Judge,

but something for the Federal Government.

- Sir down, sit down. - Thank you.

Our Department was very much interested...

...in the judgment you handed down on that aqueduct project here.

You were?

Yes, we feel that you're pretty much of an expert on public utilities.

Well, I've had occasion to study the subject quite thoroughly.

Exactly. Well, next month a commission is being appointed...

to hear the case of a public utilities company...

that's had an exclusive monopoly in one of the Midwestern states.

We want you to come to Washington and head that committee.

- Me? - Yes.

That's quite an honor, I'm sure.

I haven't been in Washington for 25 years.

But I have obligations to my family...

and the bench doesn't pay me very much, still I know I owe a duty to my government.

But you're paid for the job, $200.

Oh...

Well, I suppose I could stretch that sum over the required time but...

- Two youngsters in the family, that's... - You don't understand, Judge.

The fee is $200 a day.

$200 a day?

For seven d... I mean, six...

Well... Well, I'll have to let you know, I...

want to speak to my wife.

- Oh, dear, I'm all out of breath. - Well, don't rush. Dinner's almost ready.

- I turned the oven low in the roast. - Oh, you have a knack with meats.

Remember? Papa would never let Mama let me cook the roasts...

so they always tasted like leather.

Well, we'll have hash. There'll be leftovers.

With Andy's appetite?

If I know my nephew, he's knee-deep in bread and butter right now.

Remember, there's a sandwich sale on at the high school.

Oh, dear, I wonder if we have any castor oil in the house.

- Sold all of mine. - How many did I buy, Polly?

Let me see. Fourteen, I think.

I certainly could put a marshmallow in my pocket, though.

I'll probably get an indigestion, too.

- Do you regret it? - Even if I did, it's too late now.

- Say, who brought those egg and pickles? - Oh, Esther Barnes. How were they?

Eew...

Anyway, it's swell of you gals to give us boys a banquet dance!

So. who are you going to take, Polly?

Well, of course, I'm on the organization of the reception committee.

Oh, what about it?

And something I didn't tell you before.

They've asked me to lead the grand march.

Gee, that's swell, Polly!

And, so, I thought maybe I'd ask you.

- Honest? - Hm-hmm.

You're wonderful! Gee, a guy would never even think...

of putting his arm around you, you're so wonderful.

Wouldn't he?

Look, Polly, let's start walking home early, huh?

Oh, yes... I suppose you mean the long way home.

Through the vacant lot where the trees grow so thick.

Why, Polly!

You're not fooling me.

Don't you ever think of anything else...

but grabbing people in dark corners and kissing them?

Why don't you ever think of the finest things of life?

What's finer?

Oh, things like music, and painting, and like that.

I'm starting piano lessons this week. And the Art teacher!

Oh, Andy, if you could see him. He's simply a dream.

That stuff's a lot of bunk.

Someday you're going to be sorry you haven't got culture.

I'll take the long walk home. It's much more fun.

Well, never mind that. Right now you just concentrate on the football dinner dance.

- You know what? - What?

We girls decided that it was our chance...

to dress up without our families raising Cain.

So we decided that the official committee is to wear evening dresses...

and you boys have to wear dinner jackets.

- We have to wear dinner jackets? - Don't you think that's a cute idea?

- You mean we have to wear tuxedos? - Well, yes.

What's wrong with that?

Nothing. Not a thing in the world. No, not a thing.

Well, of course, if you don't want to go with me, why, just speak right up.

Gee, I'll be late for dinner, Polly.

Andy, are you going to take me to the dance or not?

Look, I don't go for that kind of thing, Polly, those evening gowns and tuxedos.

It makes kids too sophisticated.

Just like that gal I told you about in Catalina. She was too sophisticated.

I don'1t know yet if she's going to sue me for breach of promise.

Oh, hello, dear. I didn't hear you come in.

- Your coat fell. - Gee, it did, didn't it?

- Say, Mom, is Dad home yet? - Oh, it's too early.

Say, Mom, what do you think about tuxedos for men?

- Hm? Oh, I think they're very nice. - Oh, you think they're nice, huh?

Sure. Of course your father's had his for 22 years...

but I think it still makes him look very handsome.

I think more men ought to wear them don't you?

Oh, I suppose so.

What are you asking such a lot of strange questions for? I've got dinner to get ready.

Look, Mom, I can quote you, I mean, that's if I can...

get a conversation with somebody about a tuxedo, I can say what you said, can't I?

Oh, certainly.

Now look here, Pa, it's like this. I think every man should have a tuxedo.

Andrew, when Marian comes in, you have her march straight to the kitchen and help.

Yes, m'am.

Now, don't you see my point, Dad?

I mean, it's not as if I was just a little boy, you know.

I mean, cause I've got to be dressed in the height of fashion.

I mean, after all, I'm getting along in years.

No kidding, I'm serious.

- Oh, you can't be serious. - I can too be. In fact I am.

We promised Dad we'd be engaged in a year.

Yeah, but that was before I knew I was going to get a raise so soon.

Mother and Dad think I'm too young.

When you're 40 they'll still think you're a child. Families are like that.

I'm getting awful lonesome for you, Marian.

But it wouldn't be fair to Dad.

What about me? Say, you marry me pretty soon or...

- Or what? - Or... well, that's what I mean anyway.

I'll fix everything, I'll have a talk with the judge...

Oh no, you don't.

If anybody's going to talk to anybody, I'll do the talking.

- When, tonight? - Well...

- That's settled. - I hope he's in a good humor.

Goodbye.

Now look, Dad, here's the way it is.

I think it would be very nice for this family to kinda get me a...

What on earth are you doing there?

Can't a person sit where he wants to in this house...

without having to fill out a questionnaire about it?

- Aha, had a fight with Polly, huh? - I did not.

What are all those old weeds for? Is that the best Wayne can give you?

They are not!

- Sweet autumn leaves. - Listen, Andy you...

I promised myself I wouldn't fight with children anymore.

Is Dad home yet?

Is Dad home yet?

If you can't talk to children, children can't talk to you.

Andy Hardy, you're the most...

Andy, I asked you to tell Marian to please come and help me.

She won't let me talk to her, Ma.

- Mother, he's just been the most impudent... - Oh, autumn leaves for the living room.

Darling, how thoughtful of you.

Hello, Dad. Let me help you off with the coat.

- Let me help you too. - Oh, thank you, thank you...

- Say, look, Mother... - You never get home this early.

I know, I know...

Look, Dad, can I talk to you in the den a minute, huh?

I want to talk to him too, and mine's important.

Mine is too and I asked him first.

- Oh, Daddy... - Listen, Mom.

I want to talk to you alone, Mother.

Oh, is it something terrible?

Gee, he didn't even see us.

I'll bet he's signed somebody's note again and we've lost our house again.

I'll bet he's been impeached from the bench.

- For what? - For graft, corruption...

and malfeasence in office.

- Dad? - You saw how he acted.

I bet I'll have to leave school and sell papers...

and you're gonna have to get a job in Robinson's basement.

Well, we'll just all have to pitch in and help.

You bet.

Here, hold this.

What's up, what's the matter?

We got caught with those hand bills and my aunt sent for your father.

- My father? - But we didn't tell on you, honest.

Oh, my gosh!

You'd better be careful, because from what he said...

Andy, if he ever thought you started that protest, he'd just about skin you alive.

Gee, I'll bet he'd send me to reform school.

But what if you guys were caught?

Gee, maybe I'd better tell him I was in on it.

You're crazy if you do. I gotta get home and tell Mom...

so she can help me soften the old man up.

I'll just about get killed myself.

You can go in and talk to Dad first, sis.

But I thought you had something to ask him.

I haven't anything to ask anybody.

Just going upstairs and wash for dinner.

Mother, that's a big moment. I got mine this afternoon.

Dear, how would you like to go to Washington?

- Which one? - Why, the capital, Washington, D.C.

Oh. What for, dear?

Because... because the government's going to send me.

And they're going to pay me $200 a day.

- That can't be honest. - Just think... What?

Oh now, James, you've got a clean record. We don't need money like that.

Emily, what on earth are you babbling about?

Nobody ever paid anybody $200 a day for anything honest.

But look, Mother, this is for the government.

- They're going to pay me. - $200 a day, yes, you said that.

Well, it isn't honest.

Emily, I love you dearly and I have for thirty years,

but if you don't read the daily papers more...

and keep up with current events, I'm going to...

Well, honest or dishonest, will you come with me?

I suppose it's my duty.

I don't see what's so funny.

Will the neighbors have to know?

Well, we could sneak out before daylight, I suppose.

Well, how about the children? It would be so educational...

Now look, Mother, we're going to settle that question once and for all.

You and I are going to take this trip alone.

You do understand, darling. Mother just made me go, said it was educational.

Sure I do, only hurry up and get educated and get back here, will you?

Gee, Polly, I'm sure sorry I'm not going to be able to take you to the banquet dance.

But I'll write you from Washington and tell you what the girls are wearing.

What's the matter, James?

I'll bet we're out of money.

James.

Things have changed so. It wasn't like this 25 years ago.

- Marian, where's yours? - There it is, down there.

Are you Head Commissioner Hardy. sir?

- Me? - Yes, he is.

Mr. Harper sent a car for you, sir. It's yours to be used while you're here.

- Oh well, that's fine. - This way, please.

- A limousine. - Quit poking people.

And stop acting as though you'd never ridden in one before.

Well, I never have and neither have you.

Puttin' on a dog.

Oh, our luggage! Andy.

Ohhh!

I'll take care of it, sir. Don't you worry.

You know, I think I'm going to like Washington.

Well, Mr. Commissioner, if there's anything the hotel can do for you...

- ...please call on me personally. - That's very kind of you.

Delighted to have you all with us.

Yahoo!!!

Andy, your feet.

Mister Commissioner.

- Well I'll be... - James, the children!

- A limousine and a chauffeur. - Don't tell me it's honest.

A limousine, a drawing room. And four bedrooms?

Well, let's unpack and all get freshened up for dinner.

Millie! Millie, are you dressed?

- Almost. - Would you like to order dinner up here...

or shall we go downstairs? James thinks we ought to use our own dining room.

I don't care.

Gee whiz, Mom, aren't we going to eat in the hotel dining room?

Aw, aren't we going to eat downstairs and see things?

What's the use of coming to Washington if we're going to stick in this old dump?

Well, your father thought that it...

Well, what's going on out here?

Mother, where are my other shoes? I can't find them anywhere.

They're packed with your rubbers.

The children want to go downstairs and eat in the hotel dining room.

What? Not have dinner in our own place?

- Oh, that's no fun. - Why, we might see a...

well, an ambassador downstairs.

Well...

How would you like to eat in the Venetian Roof Gardens,

the Persian Room on the mezzanine, the Cosmopolitan Cafe below the lobby,

the Embassy Room, the Chinese Bar...

Don't you suppose they got a regular old-fashioned dining room here?

Oh, Dad, the Embassy Room, that's what we want.

Hot dog!

Well, I think it's the right idea. Being right in the middle of the fun.

You look swell, Dad.

Even if you don't have a full-dress suit.

Or me a tuxedo.

- ...il m'a souri et je ne sais pas qui c'était. - Non?

Oh, monsieur, I am so sorry! I never do this before, never!

A thousand apologies, my young man.

I'm so, so sorry. Please pardon me.

Oh, that's all right. Nothing at all.

You must forgive my daughter. It was very awkward of us both.

No, no, Papa, it was my stupidity.

- Welcome to Washington, Judge Hardy. - Oh, how do you do, Mr. Harper?

Oh, how do you do, Mr. Cortot. You know each other?

- We seem to have had a slight accident. - My daughter, the soup, this young man.

- Oh, I see. - Well, Mr. Harper...

I want you to know my wife, my sister-in-law, Miss Forrest,

my daughter Marian and my son Andrew.

- It's a great pleasure. - Andy!

- Oh... how are you? - How do you do?

And this is Mr. Cortot, here on a diplomatic mission from Paris.

- How do you do? - How do you do?

This is my daughter, Suzanne.

I hope we may have the pleasure of meeting you again while we're in Washington.

- I hope so. - Ah, Mr. Harper...

don't forget, tomorrow night 8:30 for dinner.

- I'm looking forward to it. - I'll be expecting you.

Mesdames.

I walk every day by Lincoln Memorial at 2 o'clock with my tutor.

Come, Suzanne. Pardon.

- Well, Mr. Harper, won't you join us? - Just for a moment.

How are you, Mr. Harper?

Hello there, Steve, I thought you were in New York.

No, the Department thought I ought to stay home and work.

Imagine Steve working.

This is Mrs. Lee, one of our most charming Washington hostesses.

Mr. Lee and Steve Prentiss.

- Mrs. Hardy, Miss Forrest. - How do you do?

Miss Hardy, the Judge, and Andrew. - How do you do?

How do you do?

Is this the eminent Judge Hardy we've heard so much about?

Yes, we know all about you and your commission.

If there's anything we can do for you, Mrs. Hardy, while you're here,

please call on us.

Thank you, you're very kind.

- Good night. - Good night.

Good night, Judge.

My, aren't they stunning?

My heavens, aren't they provincial.

We ought to thank heavens for that. Makes them easier to handle.

Now listen, this is one bit of work we can't fumble.

It's the most important deal we've ever had to swing for the Courtney interest.

I'm betting on Maggie.

Well, we can't use Mother, she's dear but dumb.

The sister-in-law looks unobtrusive, but she's smart just the same.

The boy's too young.

- And that leaves... - Oh, that's such old stuff.

Compromise her with you? Darling, that went out with the 90's.

No, we'll have to be a little more subtle.

I have a rather modest idea and I think it'll work.

Yoohoo! Miss Cortot!

- Good morning! - How do you...

- How do you do, Suzanne. - How do you do?

- Gee, fancy meeting you here. - Andrew Hardy, Miss Budge, my tutor.

How do you do?

Gee, I didn't even think you'd remember my name.

Where did you meet this young gentleman, Suzanne?

Oh, papa introduced us. I met the Hardy family last night.

- Do you like Washington? - Gosh, I think it's terrific.

- Terrific? - Well, maybe I mean smooth.

Smooth?

The young man means he finds Washington...

a delightful exhilerating, fascinating place.

Full of charm, and provocative of adventure.

Yes, m'am, that's what I say.

Come, Suzanne.

Say, Miss Cortot, I hope you don't mind...

if I happen to be walking along in the same direction.

Oh, not at all.

Why, there's my brother Andy.

- He's made friends very fast. - Everybody's so friendly here.

It's nice of you to bother to take me to luncheon today.

I hope you like the Potomac Club. It's rather beautiful.

I think it's all beautiful here.

I was wondering how we could entertain Miss Hardy.

- Nightclubs? - Oh, not very unusual.

I suppose you'd like to watch the Senate in session.

Yes.

It's pretty dull. They're arguing about public utilities.

I'm sure she'd like that. John, keep up with the times.

These modern girls are informed on all the current subjects.

Well, I expect you know the ins and outs of the parlance,

don't you, Miss Hardy? You're right on home ground.

Now Steve, don't get Marian started on that.

- Do you mind if I call you Marian? - I wish you would.

I'm afraid she'd show up my ignorance and make me look like a perfect fool.

- No, Maggie, you could never be that. - Thanks, John, darling.

Marian, Pop said if you don't come and eat you're not gonna get any dinner.

Coming, coming.

- Thanks, Andy darling. - That's alright, sis...

Andrew, Marian, your dinner's getting cold.

Mom, you'd better do something about Mairon. She's getting tonsilitis.

Gosh, I'm hungry.

Excuse me, Mother, Father darling.

You talk like you had a mouth full of mush.

- Andrew! - Poor darling,

still clinging to those horrible Midwestern A's.

- Who me? - I saw you today.

Me, where?

He was out walking in the park today with that little French girl.

- Well, well. - Well, she's a very nice girl.

In fact, she even has to have a chaperone when she goes out walking.

That proves she's nice, doesn't it?

Marian, did you enjoy your lunch at the Potomac Club?

Oh, it was charming, simply delightful.

- Phooey! - Andrew!

Father, the Lees are so brilliant.

They make me feel almost dumb.

You're telling us?

Everybody in Washington knows all about public problems and things.

- I want to know too. - Well, what do you want to know?

Well, about this power question.

I heard them arguing about it in the Senate today. What's it about, Dad?

Well, whether anyone should have a monopoly over our public utilities.

- Like water, electricity, and gas. - Well, should they, Dad?

We live in a democracy.

And I feel that every citizen should be allowed to conduct his own business...

in a fair basis.

What are you going to do this evening, Marian?

Steve Prentiss is taking me to a fancy-dress ball tonight.

Margaret Lee got me my costume this afternoon.

Fancy-dress ball? You mean a masquerade?

Isn't Mother quaint?

Quaint? Ma?

- And what did you do this afternoon, Andy? - Me?

I dropped in at the Reisenfeld Art Gallery.

- What? - My heavens!

Art Gallery? What did you think it was, a basketball game?

Certainly not. It was an exhibit of old Dutch paintings.

One cannot appreciate Art without a knowledge of Rembrandt and Franz Hals...

with their lack of artistic self-consciousness.

Get the doctor, he's delirious.

Au revoir, mon mère et mon père,

that means good night, Mom and Pop, in French.

James, do you think Andy's well?

Just a phase, Mother, just another phase Andy's passing through.

Culture. With big black eyes and a French accent.

I'll get it, Mom.

Good evening. I've come for Miss Hardy.

Uh, sure... Come on in.

- Good evening. - Good evening, Mr. Prentiss.

- Good evening. - Sit down, sit down,

Thank you, sir.

- Andrew, tell Marian Mr. Prentiss is here. - Yes, Mother.

- Enjoying your visit? - Oh, yes. We did some sightseeing today.

Such beautiful buildings.

Andy!

- Hello, Steve. - Good evening, Marian.

- Why, darling, you're lovely. - Beautiful.

- Will you be late, dear? - Quite late, Mrs. Hardy.

But we'll all watch out for her.

Good night, family.

Good night, Andy darling.

Throwing kisses. And at her age, too.

That settles it!

Andrew, if you're going to read, please go up to your bedroom.

- The light's better there. - Oh, Mom...

Now march right along, young man.

You can't kid me, Mom. You're going to talk about something you don't want me to hear.

Well, I can listen at the door but I'm not going to. Good night.

I mean, bon jour.

Well, what's the matter, Mother?

You saw that man in that costume and you ask me what's the matter?

- Are you blind? - Who, me?

I want you to send Wayne a wire. Tell him to come at once.

Oh, so that's what you're afraid of.

You know what happened last year in Catalina.

I'm not going to have Marian with a broken heart a second time.

I like Wayne. I like him much better than that man in the velvet britches.

- I don't like that Mr. Prentiss. - Oh, come now.

No, this is once when I'm going to put my foot down.

Well then, Emily,

As a matter of fact I need a practical civil engineer...

to do some research work for the commission.

- Somebody I can trust... - Marian will be awfully happy.

Won't she, though.

Now, aren't you glad you're going to do something to make your daughter happy?

You women beat all of us.

- Mom. - What?

Mom, who was Leonardo da Vinci?

Leonardo da Vinci? I don't know.

Don't think he ever lived in Carvel. I don't remember the name.

- Sit down, won't you? - Isn't he ready yet?

And they say women are slow at dressing. I always give him a headstart.

And I'm always tapping my foot at least ten minutes...

before he's through wrestling with his tie.

- He's not wearing one tonight, is he? - It's worse, it's a wig.

That's what makes you the perfect wife, Margaret, your patience.

Yes, John's dressing is like the Senate debates.

They go on forever.

Yes, I know. I'm going there again tomorrow.

They're still debating the utilities question, aren't they?

Yes, and let me tell you, it's a serious thing too.

It's just as Dad was saying this evening.

We were discussing the power of monopoly question.

He said that since we're living in a democracy,

why, he thought it was everybody's right to conduct their business...

they way he felt like it.

- So he's in favor of monopolies then, hm? - Oh, yes, I'm sure he is.

- Well, hello! - Hello, dear.

My apologies for being late.

Darling, it was a pleasure waiting for you.

Marian, I suppose it's your delightful company...

that I have to thank for that statement.

Indeed it is. Marian's in top form tonight.

Shall we go?

What's that?

It's a very fine copy of the Mona Lisa, painted by Leonardo da Vinci..

- It now hangs in the Louvre, in Paris. - What's she smiling at?

Men.

Hey, Miss Budge, what's this?

That is a sketch of the first flying machine.

- The Wright brothers? - No, Da Vinci, in the year 1503.

Aeroplanes? 1503? Seems kind of funny to me.

There it is, Suzanne.

Say, Miss Budge, I think there's another one down there just a little way down.

- A Phidias marble? - Yes, M'am, a Phlidias marble.

I wonder.

Gee, now that we're alone there's something I'd like to ask you...

- Uh, tell you. You know, I think... - I don't see a thing.

Well, we can't linger here too long. About another hour.

Then we must go on along to the Supreme Court building.

- Oui... I mean, yes, Miss Budge. - Yes, m'am.

Come along, children.

- Boy, do my dogs hurt. - Oh, he calls his feet dogs.

Is that not charming, Miss Budge? Charming, really.

My little dogs hurt too.

Suzanne, the word is feet.

Hey, what's that, Miss Budge?

That is a female figure representing the contemplation of Justice.

It was done by James Earl Fraser.

- Do you know everything? - Well, not everything, Andrew.

- May I ask him the question now, Miss Budge? - Well, if you're sure.

Andrew, please, will you be my escort to a party?

Will I? Sure!

It's a party of Miss Adams, the dancing teacher.

It's given once every year and it's very exciting, we are told.

And it's called a cotillion.

Gee, it sounds swell!

Miss Budge will chaperone us, of course.

- Oh... - And you accept?

- You betcha. - He accepts.

We'll have a charming time, I'm sure.

Come along, it's late.

Goodbye, Andrew. It was kind of you to accompany us.

It was nice of you to let me come along with you.

- Goodbye. - Goodbye.

Oh, just a minute, Miss Budge.

Oh, I'm so stupid! I did not tell you. we attend the party in dress up clothes.

Dress up clothes? You mean...

I'll wear a lady' dress for evening and you a gentleman's formal costume.

Formal costume. You mean a tuxedo?

Yes, that's it, a tuxedo. Goodbye.

Tuxedo.

Hello, Ma.

- Andy, what's the matter? - I'm tired.

- Hello, Mother. - You're late, dear.

Late? For what?

Uh... dinner, I guess.

But I'm early for dinner.

Well...

Mom! Mom!

- What is it, Andy? - Where's my clean socks?

Now wait till I get there...

before you start going through those dresser drawers like a cyclone.

- Darling! - Wayne!

- That's a weak welcome. - I'm honestly so surprised, I...

Come on in.

- When did you get here? - Just now by plane.

You think I'd be here a week or so without seeing you?

Well...

You don't seem awfully pleased, darling.

Well I... I just didn't expect you.

I didn't think you'd trail me around the country like this.

Don't you like the idea of my trailing you?

It's a little childish, isn't it?

Childish to want to see your best girl?

Well, it is rather provincial.

Oh, I get it. Provincially speaking, my arriving kind of cramps your style.

Don't be silly.

You've certainly changed since you left Carvel.

Well, maybe I've gotten a little more polish.

Maybe I want to grow and know things...

- Have a sense of the social trends. - What?

Well, that's what I mean.

And I think it's just horrid of you to come to Washington to spy on me.

Do I have to go through life being watched like a prisoner?

- You make me tired! - Well, it's nothing to what you make me.

Of all the schoolgirl exhibitions I ever saw this one takes the fur-lined teacup.

- And don't you come back either. - Oh, act your age.

Oh you... you... There!

There!

That's what I think of you, you...

Did I hear something?

Uh, honey.

Here, here, here, what's the matter?

I just threw a book at Wayne.

You...

Well... honey, that wasn't very polite.

And we thought it would be such a nice surprise for you.

- We? Who's we? - Your mother and I, and aunt Millie, too.

- What surprise? - I sent for him.

- You did? - Yes, I needed him.

I want him to get some engineering data for the commission.

- Oh... - What's wrong with that?

Oh, what a fool he must think I am.

I don't see why the family always has to go interfering.

Why do families always think they can run your whole lives for you?

Daddy, you had no right to do that.

Oh, I hate everybody... myself!

Everybody! Everybody!

Well...

You see how happy it made her having Wayne here.

Oh, good evening, Mr. Harper. Come in, come in.

I must apologize for dropping by without warning.

That's alright. Have a chair.

Notice the financial page in tonight's paper?

Oh, yes. I always watch what's happened in the stocks I would have invested in.

If I ever invested in stocks.

See what happened to the stock of the Courtney Power Company?

Hm... gone up 5 points.

Over 100.000 shares changed hands.

What do you make of this?

I don't know, unless somebody's buying it in.

The commission hasn't reached a decision yet, has it?

No.

See, this is the thing that causes Senate investigations.

Frankly, I was rather worried for your sake when I saw this,

Good grief, man, you don't think I had anything to do with it.

Of course I don't. But there must be some reason...

for that stock vaulting around like that.

Somebody's talked or somebody thinks everything's going to be fine.

The reason I'm concerned is that...

I don't want you to be put in a bad spot.

I understand the picture.

Can't think of where there might have been a leak?

Nothing I know about.

Well, for your sake, watch any possible leaks, won't you, Judge?

- Don't you worry. - Good night.

- Thank you. - Good night, Judge.

Mom, where's Dad?

In his room. He went to bed with a headache.

Headache? Oh, gee!

- Why, what's the matter? - Oh, I wanted to ask him something.

Well, he's not that bad. Go in and talk to him.

Okay.

Oh, 'bon soor', that's French for good evening.

Come in.

Pardonnez-moi, Dad. That's French for excuse me.

Andy, your mother's positively a magician when it comes to hiding the aspirin.

- Do you feel very bad, Dad? - Oh, no, just a headache.

Here, let me help you.

Come on, climb right in there. I'll bet the aspirin's in the bathroom.

Well, thank you, son.

Ah, here they are, Dad. I got them.

Now I'll give you a little water.

- Thank you. - You take it right down.

A big swallow of water after.

That's right. Hold your head way up.

Way back. That's it.

- You feel better? - I think I'll live.

- Can I get you anything? - Oh, for heaven's sake, Andy.

Stop that whispering, talk out loud and quit acting as if though I was ill.

- You make me nervous. - Yes, sir.

You got something on your mind, son?

Yes, Dad. Look, can I talk to you man to man?

I hope that's the way it'll always be with us, son.

Man to man, I need twenty bucks.

- Dollars, dollars. - Dollars.

That's a lot of money for anybody, much less a 15-year-old boy.

What do you want $20 for?

- I want a tuxedo. - At your age?

Why do you think I had to leave town?

- Leave town? - Sure. I had to get out of Carvel...

I couldn't go to that football banquet, Polly wanted me to wear a tuxedo...

and I didn't dare ask you for the money.

Now Suzanne wants me to go to this cotillion and it's formal.

Hm-hmm. You like this little Suzanne pretty well?

I sure do.

- Does she like you? - Gosh, I hope so.

We haven't even had a chance to be alone yet.

What do you think of this, Dad? We were alone one time and it was for 20 seconds.

Then that was in an art gallery.

And you figure this cotillion will give you leeway.

Sure. Gee, I can't dance with Miss Budge and Suzanne at the same time, can I?

No.

Hey, look, Dad.

Were you the same way as I am when you were young?

Hm?

Gee, I want to kiss all the pretty girls.

Do you think I'm normal?

Why, er...

Yes, Andy, I really believe you are.

Now you see why it's so necessary for me to get this tuxedo.

I investigated it and it costs $25.

I know, but if you only get 20 from me, what are you going to do about the other 5?

I'd borrow the other 5 from Wayne.

I'd promise to pay him 25c a week out of my allowance.

Oh, I see.

Well, Andy, I'll make you a business proposition.

Okay, Dad.

You promise me that you'll stand at the head of your class...

for three months after you get back to school and...

you can have the tuxedo.

Three months!

Okay, Dad, it's a deal.

Gee, you're what they call... 'une homme marvellaire'

That means you're the veriest in French.

What were you tossing and turning about last night, dear?

Oh, you know, Mother, that same headache I've had for the past week.

Well, I remember you developed that headache the day Wayne arrived.

Is it a headache or is it worry? Oh!

What's the matter with that thing?

Everything seems to fly pretty high here in Washington.

Anyway I kept Andy quiet this morning so he didn't wake up the whole household.

- You don't mean to tell me Andy's up. - Up and gone.

He did his last fitting on his tuxedo yesterday and he's gone to pick it up.

That is, if it's alright, of course.

My goodness, that shop doesn't open till 9 o'clock, does it?

No. He wasn't taking any chances of being late.

All I can say is, pity the poor tailors.

I'll go, Mother.

Who can that be so early? And me in a wrapper.

Gee, excuse me, Dad, I forgot my key. Pardonnez-moi!

Boy, oh boy, oh boy. Wait till you see me in this.

And if I do say so myself, I sure look swell.

I didn't even have to give the guy any money. I told him I'd pay him later.

He knew who you were, so will you give me the $20 now, please?

- Dollars. - Dollars.

- What's the matter? - Nothing.

Oh, I'd forgotten all about that fool thing.

I didn't ask you at the time...

but did you have anything to do with this business?

- Me? - Hm-hm, you.

Well...

Look at me, Andy.

- Huh? - Andrew!

Oh... if I could lie to you, Dad, I expect I would...

but I can't so I won't.

I did have something to do with the printing of it.

Oh...

I wrote it too.

Just a rebel against authority, is that it?

I mean, it... I mean, we were...

Well, you're always talking about George Washington and...

He was a rebel, wasn't he?

Andy, I suppose it's because of the years in back of me...

teaching and studying the laws of this country but...

for the first time in your life you've really hurt me.

- Oh, Dad. - You get your hat.

We're going to take a little trip.

Well, Andy, this is his home.

Gee, Dad, it seems funny to think that George Washington...

actually lived and slept in this house.

Dreamed and suffered too.

You know, Andy, there are all kinds of rebels in the world.

Today most people want to beat on a drum,

carry a banner or march in a parade for their pet cause.

But our revolution wasn't like that.

If you read about it, you'll find that it was started by men who...

first said a prayer.

Then they fought.

Yes, sir.

You know they called Washington a rebel.

But there weren't any drums, any parades. There wasn't any publicity then.

He knew that he was going to be the head of a country...

that was torn and racked with petty jealousies.

And he knew that this business of being a rebel...

had meant all that bloody pain at Valley Forge in the past.

And all the heartbreaking reconstruction in the future.

So before he left this spot...

to be the President,

his last words to his wife, Martha,

were, 'Martha...

I feel like a condemned man going to his execution.

Gee, the Declaration of Independence.

"And, for the support of this Declaration,

with the firm reliance and the protection of Divine Providence,

we mutually pledge to each other...

our lives, our fortunes, and our sacred honor."

They paid for that...

with blood and suffering, Andy.

Our freedom is based on that very foundation of law and order,

of liberal thought and speech,

changed only by the people's votes.

Those men, with all their human failings,

they had nobility and vision.

Was there any such nobility as that in your heart, Andy?

Or was it just some foolish business about a football player?

Who had neither the brains nor the industry to get decent passing marks?

You're right, Dad. I'm sorry.

Then our trip to Washington has been worth it to me.

You mean I got to write a 20.000-word essay like the other fellows?

Well, that might be fair.

But I remember saying that my son would receive the heavier punishment.

You mean 40.000 words?

As long as you don't seem to have appreciated...

any of the everyday things of life that have been offered to you,

like free education,

it might be just as well if you didn't enjoy all the luxuries for a while.

- You mean... - I mean that...

maybe you'd better not wear that tuxedo... for thirty days.

Thirty days? But Suzanne's cotillion is tonight.

Oh, Dad!

It was nice out today, wasn't it?

Yes, brisk, though.

- Did anyone call me today? - No, Wayne didn't.

Mother, did I ask you if he had?

Well, you got your other calls. The one from Mr. Velvet Britches.

I wish you wouldn't call Steve that.

Well, that's what he wore.

- Are you going out tonight, Marian? - To a reception.

Oh, that'll be gay, won't it?

Marian, I don't see why you don't call Wayne.

Mother, I wish you'd let me alone!

- Now, now, Mother, Marian's old enough... - Now, you just eat your dinner, dear.

This is something that men simply do not understand.

Yes, I'll grant you that, dear.

Andy, you're not eating. You can't go to a party hungry.

I'm not going to the old party.

- Not going? - No, no he isn't.

And why not, pray?

I don't want to go to the old thing.

Now that's not the truth.

Well, Andy's being punished, Emily.

He's not to wear his tuxedo for thirty days.

Not to wear his tuxedo for thirty days?

- Oh, this is too much! - Oh, Emily.

Oh, Marian's unhappy, and my feet hurt and...

Father's got a headache.

- And now little Andy is missing the ball. - Oh, darling, don't cry...

- I just can't stand it. - Mother, don't cry.

I'll call Wayne tomorrow. I promise I will.

Well, I new I'd be the heavier of the piece.

Now look, Mother,

would it make you any happier if I allowed Andy to go tonight?

Yes, dear.

- Gee, Dad! - Well, I've been thinking...

It wouldn't be very courteous to Miss Cortot to...

- What did she say, Andy? - To stand her up?

Yes. You run along and get dressed.

Sentence is waived for tonight.

Oh, boy, gee, that's swell! Am I happy, Dad! Thanks, uh... merci!

That means thanks in French!

- Goodness, you look strange, Andrew. - Strange?

- Something like a midget waiter. - Say, listen, I'll have you know that...

At least if you're gonna try and look grown up,

please, for the sake of the family,

comb your hair.

Come in.

- Hey, Dad. - What do you want, son?

Have you got any slickum?

Slickum?

I haven't had much use for slickum lately.

- Say, get a load of them lapels. - Those, those lapels.

- Those lapels. Ain't they... - Aren't!

Aren't those the cat's meows?

Andy...

you're a sartorial marble.

Say, that hasn't got anything to do with waiters, has it?

Waiters? No. Here, stoop down.

Now, walk over that way, Andy.

Too bad Marian couldn't wait.

I'd like to have seen them together in their evening clothes.

Turn around, Andy.

I hope you'll both notice the cut of those lapels.

- I wonder how long it'll wear. - Till he outgrows it, I suppose.

You understand of course he only got that...

because he promised to stand at the head of his class at school.

And because I'm being pretty well paid myself.

I was just thinking. Do you remember his first party suit?

The one with the Buster Brown collar and cuffs?

- Oh, Mom! - Didn't he look cute in that?

- Cute, me? - Wasn't he the sweetest baby?

Baby? - Well, you were one once, Andy.

I know, but you don't have to always keep reminding me of it.

You don't understand, son.

He's grown up, Dad. He's my youngest and he's grown up...

Well, he will do that, Mother.

Gosh, I feel as though I was going to a funeral instead of a dance.

Don't you take any notice of mothers. They just get sentimental.

Now run along. We don't want you to be late.

Here, let me help you.

Gee, Dad, this is the first time you've ever done this for me.

Now wait a minute, wait a minute.

There you are.

Remember your manners.

- Dance once for me, Andy, will you? - Okay, aunt Nellie.

Well, good night. Goodbye, Mom.

Have a good time.

Going down?

Ladies and gentlemen, the next waltz is ladies' choice.

Each lady will choose a gentleman as her partner...

and give him the paper favors which have already been distributed.

May I add now that punch and little cakes are being served in the next room?

Whoopie!

Whoopie.

You look terrific in your hat, Andrew.

Gee, you look swell too.

Gee, do you know this is the first time we've been alone together?

But I guess the American customs are different, huh?

Say. I met a girl last summer that practically chased me into every corner...

just to be alone with me.

- Oh, really? - She wanted to kiss me all the time.

I had to fight her off, honest.

But you're different. You don't like to be kissed, do you?

Oh, certainly not.

Say, what would happen around here if a fellow wanted some fresh air?

Oh, there's a little garden near the hall.

Uh, you wouldn't like any fresh air after this dance, would you?

Well, I will not say yes, but I will not say no.

We could just sort of kinda disappear a little bit.

Gee, you're so wonderful.

You're so wonderful a guy would never even think of putting his arm around you.

- Oh, Andrew, you're so charming. - Oh...

Gee, the music's kind of slow isn't it?

Say, this girl I met last summer...

boy, could she trunk and do the big apple.

- The baked apple? - No, no, no, the big apple.

Oh, what a charming name. And what is that like?

Oh, haven't you ever heard of the big apple?

- Uh-uh. - Oh, it's a swell dance.

Gosh, it's easy. You're so light on your feet I'll bet you could do it swell.

Oh, will you show me the big apple?

Well, you'd need different music for it.

Why don't you ask them? They can play what you want.

Alright. Wait here.

- Say, uh, can you guys swing it? - Can we?

Well, heat it up a little bit. I want to show that gal over there the big apple.

Well, alright!

Alright, boys, let's swing it. You know what.

- Why, what's that? - Jazz.

Well, of all things!

Stop this instant!

Who is responsible for this outrage?

Well, if you want to know who started the big apple, it was me.

These barbarous dances are not allowed in my cotillions.

Another waltz, if you please.

I'll have to tell your father, Suzanne. It was shameful.

Aw, you're making her cry. Why don't you blame me, I started it.

Andrew, I'm sorry, but you simply do not understand...

the mode of conduct in these affairs.

- I must take Suzanne home immediately. - Oh, Miss Budge!

And I must ask you not to see her again.

Why? I can too see you, can't I, Suzanne?

No, Andrew. Papa... Papa told me I must always obey Miss Budge.

I must. It's a command from Papa.

We'll say good night to you, Andrew.

I guess my mother and father would want me to apologize, so I do.

I'm terribly sorry if I've done anything wrong.

Good night, Andrew.

Bunch of stuffed shirts!

- Good evening, Judge Hardy. - Well, well, Mr. Lee, isn't it?

- Come in, come in. - Thank you.

I'll be brief, Judge. Or should I say Commissioner?

You'd better make it Judge. We closed the Commission hearing last night.

I understand you have ten days in which to file your report.

Ten days in which to consider the evidence whether the Courtland Power Company...

should be denied this monopoly of light and power or not.

That's right.

I think it should be decided in favor of Courtney Power.

- You do? - Yes, because if it isn't...

I'll have to expose that fact that your daughter...

gave daily information on the hearing.

Yes... I suspected my daughter was being used.

So I deliberately fed her with a lot of meaningless...

phrases and smokescreens. She knows nothing of the facts.

Well, it won't sound like that.

Everybody's believes she was betraying your confidence.

That would mean a lot of unfavorable national publicity for the young lady.

And for the Head of Commission, a Senate investigation.

It looks to me that sounds a little like something you might dream.

Yes, I admit it does, but uh...

You can't dream away phonograph records.

Yes, and let me tell you, it's a serious thing too.

It's just as Dad was saying this evening.

We were discussing the power of monopoly question.

He said that since we're living in a democracy,

why, he thought it was everybody's right to conduct his business...

they way he felt like it.

- So he's in favor of monopoly, then, hm? - Oh, yes, I'm sure he is.

It's only a copy, Commissioner.

- I still have the originals. - Blackmail is such dirty business.

Well, you put it a little crudely, Commissioner.

When your decision is filed in favor of Courtney Power,

- ...I'll send you the original records. - I understand.

Good night.

What's the matter, darling? What is it?

Oh, Daddy, Daddy.

Oh, here, here, here, here... This isn't going to do any good.

I've made such a mess of things again.

Oh, shush.

Come here. Sit down there.

What do you mean you made a mess of things?

Look, this.

Oh, I made a fool of myself, I did.

No... no, dear, that was my fault.

I should have found out all about these people...

before you started seeing them so much.

I kind of slipped up there, I reckon.

That was my responsibility and I failed you.

But what'll it do to you?

Well...

it's pretty serious.

Did I say something? Did I say the wrong things?

Probably.

I thought I was being so smart.

They egged me on. They were probably laughing at me the whole time.

Well, did you learn anything?

Yes...

But I never seem to be able to learn enough.

I thought I was being so smart with Wayne.

I've probably lost him.

Oh, Dad, I miss him so.

Well, I reckon that can be patched up, honey.

I think I'd be a failure at everything I try to do.

No, no, dear.

Don't you realize the importance of failure?

Why, that's the end and the beginning.

If you don't suffer the shock of failure...

to let you know you're on the wrong track, you'd never get on the right one.

Well, Andrew, the party over so soon?

No, my feet got tired so I came home.

I'll tell you, Dad. I've decided that football and basketball...

are the only things I'm really interested in.

What's she bellering about?

That's right, Andy, I deserve anything anybody says about me.

Oh, I was only kidding you. What, did somebody insult you?

Want me to start something with somebody?

No.

No, Andy. Marian has just found out that sometimes the lambs are goats.

Well, she's not very bright, you know. You can't blame her.

She's alright, though.

- I'm a fool. - Well, you might be that.

- Well, you're no prize! - Alright, you don't have to...

- ...get so tough about it! - Now, now, now, children.

Well...

I think the time has come for the Hardy family...

to hightail it back to Carvel where they belong.

- Oh, I'm glad. - And I'll be glad to see Polly too.

Wait until she gets a load of me in my monkey suit.

- Happy? - Darling.

What a bunch of slush.

Well, wait till you lose your girl and then get her back.

Alright. I know when I'm not wanted.

A few years ago it would have cost you a quarter.

Now I leave free of charge.

Well, what's the matter, Andy?

Oh, I don't know. I went and got a tuxedo...

by promising to get top marks at school for three months...

didn't have any fun after I got the old tuxedo...

and now I still got three months of hard work ahead of me to pay for it.

You've had your first taste of the installment plan.

Think it over, Andy.

Well, as far as I'm concerned this whole Washington business...

- ...has been a total loss. - Why?

At least you learned a foreign language.

Well...

Chevrolet coupe.

That's French for a make of a car.

Did you see that item in the Washington papers about Marian and a...

Senate investigation?

Yes, but I didn't think any of you noticed it.

A Senate investigation of your Commission, just what would that mean, James?

Well...

It means a public trial by the Senate with me as the accused.

How awful.

And to a man of my position after 20 years on the bench,

it also means disgrace, certainly dishonor.

But what would happen to Marian if she took the blame?

The poor child would have her named smeered in every newspaper...

from one end of the country to the other.

It would be horrible for her.

But she's young, James. Don't you martyr yourself.

You have too much to lose.

Oh, I don't know, I don't know.

I haven't decided yet.

Hello, there!

Well, Mother,what have you got on your mind?

Now don't tell me that after 20 years you're actually cleaning out your desk.

What are you doing downtown?

Well, I was shopping and I thought I'd drop in and ask...

Two years ago you told me you couldn't match this silk.

- You forgot. - Well, I...

Oh, and this letter to aunt Emma asking her to spend the week with us.

- No wonder I never heard from her. - You said you were glad.

Your brother wrote and said she was driving his family crazy.

Oh, that's right, pick on my relatives again.

Oh, James... I wondered where that was.

- Andy. - Hm... remember?

That was taken a week before he had dyphtheria.

Oh, that awful week. We nearly lost our baby and...

then Papa passed on.

- James, if we hadn't had each other I... - Why, Emily.

That's the week we found out how close our marriage had brought us.

Think what that meant and has all these years.

For better... for worse.

- Oh dear, you're always so sentimental. - I am? Why, you...

Well, never mind. I just popped in to ask you out for dinner tonight.

- You suggest something. - Well, darling, you just run your house...

and I'll run the office.

Only...

I won't be running the office, Emily, anymore.

I'm resigning.

Oh...

For that Washington business.

- It wasn't honest. - No, no. Not what you think, dear.

What was it?

Oh, I was ignorant enough to let Marian...

get mixed up in a situation that could have meant disgrace for her.

And now to protect her I've got to hand in a dishonorable decision.

And only a few weeks ago I was talking to Andy about...

men with ideals and honor.

Anyway, I can't sit on the bench anymore.

Ask judgment on other people for their shortcomings.

I couldn't stomach that kind of deceit.

Will it save Marian?

Yes

Well, then you'll get no argument from me.

Oh, I suppose to a woman ideals, and honor about politics and all that...

come second to the happiness of her children.

Well, Emily, it means...

I suppose, starting over again.

Oh, darling, I didn't worry about that thirty years ago.

My goodness, we started on practically nothing.

- We made a go of it. - Yes, but...

- We were young. - What's time?

Why, you'll never really grow up.

And I feel awfully young.

And the children are practically raised. My goodness, what are we afraid of?

You know, ordinarily, I believe in economy,

but I think there are certain times when people should be extravagant.

And don't you be late for dinner tonight, because you know what we're going to have?

Uh... what?

Roast chicken.

With oyster dressing.

That is, if they're not too expensive.

Come in.

Where's my package, Dad, the package you told me about.

Right here.

- And a letter for you. - Hm.

Listen to this.

Monsieur Andrew,

Papa says it was right of you to teach me the new dance.

My papa says that when one is in America one should do as the Americans do.

So he sends you a gift of gratitude. Most sincerely yours, Suzanne.

Gee, I wonder what it is.

Isn't she a swell gal, Dad? And what do you know, I didn't even kiss her.

Now, what is it?

Looks like somebody sat on a hat.

It is a hat, Andy.

It's an opera hat.

It collapses, you see?

Gimme, let me see. Say, can you wear that with a tuxedo?

Well, on the Continent it's considered de rigueur.

Oh, I get what you mean. You mean to stop, huh?

Say, do you think I could wear this in Carvel?

Well, with a great deal of courage, in a very dark night,

I think you might take a chance.

P.S. This x means a great big kiss.

Andrew, man to man, how do you do it?

You mean you really want me to tell you why I'm so successfull with the women?

I do, Andy.

I think it's just because I beat them to the punch.

- Beat them to the punch? - For instance, you take most girls...

they think a fellow right away wants to kiss them immediately.

Which, of course, we do want to.

But me, when I give a girl a line, I tell her I'm not interested in that.

- I play hard to get at first. - So how can she play hard to get?

How indeed.

My system is very simple, it is.

Whatever she's going to accuse you of, you accuse her of the same thing first.

Just beat her to the punch.

If all problems were as easily solved.

Andy.

Maybe you've got something there.

It always works, Dad.

Accuse them first, eh?

It might work.

Say, you're not going to try my own system on me, are you?

No, no, no, no, Andy, but it's just possible...

you've done your old father a great service.

Gee, I don't understand, Pa.

But is it important enough to wipe out that protest, you know, in Washington?

When you said that I'd hurt you.

More than enough, Andy.

If it works.

Gee, you know, sometimes a kid gets awful fresh but...

I've always thought that you were the greatest guy in the world.

But, say, what is it, though, if it works?

You'll hear all about it when I talk over the radio tomorrow night.

You're going to talk on the radio?

- Yes. - You mean broadcast?

Like you were toothpaste, or cold cream?

Boy, I guess Washington fixed us both right up, didn't it?

Gosh, my father says your father has done more with this Washington business...

to put Carvel on the map than anybody in the last twenty years.

Yeah, he's been doing alright these days.

- Hey, did you miss me? - I didn't have time.

Don't give me that. I bet you cried yourself to sleep on the pillow every night.

- Say, you know what? - What?

I got myself a tuxedo and an opera hat.

Did you? Oh, that's too bad.

The boys all made an agreement not to wear formal dress.

So that the boys who couldn't afford it wouldn't feel badly.

Boy, the moths will certainly have a swell picking at our house.

Judge Hardy, don't worry about a thing.

You just watch the red light and when I stop, then you start talking.

That'll be fine if I can talk.

Ladies and gentlemen,

we present now Judge James Hardy

This network is proud to announce...

...that Judge Hardy will broadcast the Power Commission's findings...

...simultaneously with their release for publication in Washington

Ladies and gentlemen,

I am, after all, a small-town judge.

In Washington I was astonished to find...

that in our political life things go on that belong only in dime novels.

So, once aware of the pernicious procedures of certain factions in our national capital,

I've determine to fight fire with fire.

In the language of the prize ring, I'll beat them to the punch.

I sent my own daughter into the enemy's camp...

to act out a role we had agreed upon.

And every word of what they thought was her loosely spoken gossip...

these enemies of our country danced according to the strings that she pulled.

Stocks went up, stocks went down.

Some people thought they knew what the Commission was deciding...

but now, I'm sure to the discomfiture of these persons,

it's my right to tell you our real findings.

That the monopoly of Courtney Powers is illegal.

That in the in...

- Were you nervous? - No!

- And it means you won't have to resign? - That's right, Mother.

Roast chicken three times a week if you want to.

Dad! I'm so greatful.

Oh, that's alright, honey, that's alright,

what's a father for if he can't use his head a little?

Besides, it's Andy we have to thank for this.

Where is he?

My, wasn't your father just great?

Yeah, we might call it 'magnifiqueue'.

I suppose you mean 'il est magnifique.'

'Il est vraiment magnifique.'

'Il est magnifique dans tous les détails.'

- That's French for he's magnificent. - Yeah, that's what I say,

Look, Polly, let's walk home the long way, huh?

Now, Andy! And you wrote me Washington was teaching you culture.

Well, culture's okay when you get old. You know, when you're 25 or 30,

- ...but at our age, I mean... - Culture's important at any age.

Well, its...

It's not as important as this.

Oh, Andy!

Well, Andy!

Oh, uh... Gee, Pa...

I was just showing Polly how they act in Washington.

It's terrible the things that go on in this country.

Subtitles: Luís Filipe Bernardes.