All language subtitles for Andy Griffith S08E17 The Mayberry Chef.DVDRip.HI.cc.eng.EN

(WHISTLING)

How'd you do in school today?

Not bad.

Miss Crump said
I showed some
improvement in math.

Good. Very Good.

Andy, I come in
the back way
so he wouldn't see me.

So who wouldn't see you?

A fellow who pulled in
at the gas station.
Big car, fancy clothes.

Wanted to know
where the Taylors lived.

Real nosey, asked
a lot of questions.

Well, what'd you tell him?

Nothing.
I just played dumb.

I know how to do that
real good, you know.

Yeah, I know.

Why didn't you tell him
where we lived?

How do we know what he's up to?

Well, we won't
find out unless
we see him.

You don't understand
these things, Ope.

(DOORBELL BUZZING)

He must have
followed me over here.

You're not going to
let him in, are you?

Well, seems like
the sensible thing to do.

Well, let's
all three of us go.
Come on.

You ready?

Yeah.

(GASPS)

Hello.

This is
the Taylor home,
isn't it?

That's right.
Oh, won't you come in?

Is, uh, Miss Bee Taylor in?

Um, not right now.
She should be back soon.

She just went down to the store.

Watch it, Ope.

Uh, may I wait?

Oh, sure.
Come on in.

Uh, let me introduce myself.

I'm Carl Phillips.

Uh, Phillips?

To further identify myself,

I know Channel 12 in Siler City.

You mean the TV station?

Yes, that's right.

Oh, this is Goober Pyle.

I believe we've met.

You know,
if I'd known you owned
a television station,

I'd have told you right off
where the Taylors live.

What do you want
to see Aunt Bee about?

Goober, don't you
need to get back
to the filling station?

Andy, me and
Mr. Phillips are talking.

I believe Mr. Phillips
wants to talk to us.

Well, I just want to know
what Channel 12 wants
with Aunt Bee.

When I find out, I'll tell you.

Gee whiz.

Uh, this is my son, uh, Opie.

Hello, Opie.
Hi.

Won't you sit down?
Thank you.

Uh, you've met my aunt before?

No, I never have.

Perhaps I'd
better explain
my presence here.

We're considering
following the currently
popular vogue

of having a cooking show
on our station.

I'm sure you've seen
such programs.

Uh, a woman,
usually a housewife,

preparing
her favorite recipes
for the mass audience.

Oh, yes, I've seen those.

Me, too.

Have you?
Well, good.

Well, we've
explored the field
very carefully

looking for a woman
who could conduct
such a show.

I see.

In our search,
we discovered
that Miss Taylor has had

innumerable recipes
of her own published
in local papers

and has
consistently won prizes
at county fairs.

Oh, yeah.
She's been a winner,
all right.

I think she's
the best cook in Mayberry.

Do you?
Well, that's wonderful.

Well, wait. Uh, uh,
are... are you saying
that you're interested

in having my aunt
head up such a program?

Yes.

Of course, um,
there is one reservation

and that's why I'm here.

Uh, in television
on programs of this type

in addition to ability,
there is
the personality factor.

Oh, she's got
a great personality.
Does she?

Always smiling, easygoing.

Yeah, she's real pleasant.

Good, good.
That's what
I was hoping for.

It's important
that the performer have
a pleasant personality.

(DOOR OPENING)
Helps attract viewers.

Well, sure.

I tell you one thing,

I'll never put my foot
in that butcher shop again!

The gall! The nerve
of that man!

I wonder who he thinks
he's dealing with,
some child?

Aunt Bee...

Who ever heard
of not cutting off

some fat off a pot roast
before weighing it?

I never had that trouble
with Mr. Hartinson.

Of course, he was a gentleman.

(STAMMERING) Aunt Bee,
this is Mr. Phillips.

Hello. And I've been
buying pot roast
for over 40 years

and not once,
not once
has any butcher

ever refused
to cut off at least
some of the fat.

It's robbery.
Just bare-faced robbery.

You know, I spent
nearly 20 cents more
than I should have.

And you know
what I should have done?

Walked right out of that shop.

But I wouldn't give him
the satisfaction.

Of course, she doesn't
smile all the time.

But I did tell him,
and in no uncertain terms,

I would never put my foot
in his shop again.

And when he said he didn't care,

I told him he could
go fly a kite.

Aunt Bee, Mr. Phillips
is with Channel 12.

Hello. When I tell
the women in this town

what I've been through,
he won't have a...

Aunt Bee, Mr. Phillips
is here to see you.

Oh.

Well, I'm afraid
I've been very rude.

But I'm so mad.

Yes, I sort of gathered that.

I'm sorry.
Did you want to see me?

Yes, Miss Taylor.

You sure are pleasant
when you get mad,
Aunt Bee.

You know, Opie,
I agree with you.

Everyone has to boil over
once in a while.

Well, I feel very embarrassed.

I don't usually make
a spectacle of myself
in front of strangers.

We all do it.

I hope you're nobody
very important

or I'll be
even more embarrassed.

Mr. Phillips owns
Channel 12.

Oh, you are important.

Miss Taylor,
I'd like you to conduct
a cooking show for us.

On television?
That's right.

Me?
Mmm-hmm.

Where everybody
can see me?
Of course.

Oh, no, no, no,
I don't think
that would work out.

PHILLIPS:
Now, before you say no,

let me explain
the whole thing to you.

The more I talk to you,
the more I'm convinced
you'd be the perfect one.

You have a certain, uh,

naturalness that would
almost insure the success
of the show.

Well, what do you think,
Aunt Bee?

Well, it certainly
sounds attractive,

but I don't know, I don't know.

But, Aunt Bee,
you'd be paid
a lot of money.

Yeah.

But being on a program
every night?

And in Siler City?

Well, you can make it
in 25 minutes.

And think
of the nest egg
you could build up.

No, but what about you and Opie?

I'd be gone from
5:00 to 8:00 every day.

And who would get
your evening meal?

We'd get somebody
to come in every evening

for a few hours
and fix supper for us.

Like who?
Oh, we'll find somebody.

That wouldn't be a problem.

When did you say
this would
have to start?

Well, the time slot
opens up
this Wednesday.

It's kind of a rush, I know.

Well, you all really think
I should do it?

I feel you'd be perfect.

There's no question in my mind.

And you'd be
famous, too.
Yeah.

You certainly will.

Every evening you'll hear,

"And now Channel 12
presents Miss Bee Taylor

"The Mayberry Chef."

Does sound
kind of exciting,
doesn't it?

Doesn't it?
Yeah.

Mmm.
Well?

Aunt Bee on TV?

Yeah, that's something,
isn't it?

I just
can't believe it.
Yeah.

She starts tonight, huh?
6:30.

Well, gee whiz.
That's right opposite
Rudolf Rabbit.

That cartoon show?
Yeah.

And he's on Venus now.

But I'll watch
Aunt Bee.
Okay.

Is she nervous?

I think she's too busy
to be nervous.

You know, getting
her recipes ready and
her food and everything.

Well, wish her
good luck from me.
I will.

(PHONE RINGING)

I'll see you, Goob.

I said, I'll see you.

Hello.

Oh, oh, thank you
for calling, Miss Felton.

Listen, the reason
I called you was that

you know Aunt Bee's doing
that television show now,

and we'd like
to get somebody to
come over in the evening

and cook for Opie and me.

Oh, you're all booked up.

I see.

Well, thank you for calling.

Bye.

Hi, Paw.

Hi, Ope.

What's the matter, Paw?

Oh, I still haven't been
able to get anybody

to come over and cook for us

and I'm starting
to run out of people.

Maybe we better tell Aunt Bee.

No!

No. If we tell her,
why, she'll
give up the show

and the money and everything.

Yeah, she's that kind.

Well, I guess
we'd better play it safe

and tell Aunt Bee
we got somebody.

She won't know the difference

because she'll be
gone every day
from 5:00 to 8:00.

And then we'll just
make do somehow

till we do get somebody.

You with me?
Sure, Paw.

That's it, now.

This was
such a rush.
I know.

No matter
when I start.
Oh, dear.

Here, here,
we'll get these.
You get in the car.

Now you sure you've
got everything?

Oh, I think so.

Oh, dear.

Now, Andy, tell me,
tell me, who did you get
to cook for you?

Uh, I got
a, uh, a Mrs. Parkins.

Won't cost much
and she's supposed
to be a great cook.

Do I know her?

Gee, I don't think so.

She just moved to town.

She'll do the marketing, too.

Now you sure everything's
gonna be all right?

Oh, yes.

All right, well, then here I go.

Okay. Good luck.
Here I go.

We'll be watching.
Thank you.
Now be sure to look.

All right.
We will.

Okay, bye.
Bye.

Oh.

Well, there it is.

Oh, my, it's perfect.

It's so complete.

Yes, I think
you'll find everything.

Well, I'd better
start unpacking things

and putting them away.

Thank you.
Thank you very much.

Thanks, Dick.

Now, uh, just a few words
of advice.

When you're preparing the food

and giving your instructions,

it's, uh, desirable
if you can
smile quite a lot.

We stress this
in most of our programs.

Um, people know that
at the end of a hard day

they can come home,
turn on Channel 12

and see a smile.

Of course.

Now, as you see,
we'll have two cameras
on you.

Which ever one is showing
the little red lights,

that's the one
you're supposed to address
at that moment.

Uh, it gives us
different angles.

Look toward the one
with the little red light...

Exactly.

And smile.
That's right.

Well, I guess that's about it.

I'll be down later.

And good luck.

Thank you.

I got it turned on.
Good.

We'll eat supper
after the show.
It's all cooked.

I've got it warming in the oven.

What is it?
A surprise.

I think it's starting.

MALE ANNOUNCER:
And now we present
Channel 12's newest program,

The Mayberry Chef
with Miss Bee Taylor.

If you're not
already familiar with
Miss Taylor's ability

and her knowledge
of cooking,
you soon will be.

Each evening at this time,
she will bring you

one of her favorite recipes
and show you
how to prepare it.

So, without any further ado,

the Mayberry Chef,
Miss Bee Taylor.

Thank you, Mr. Sable.

Good evening...
Oh, good evening.

Now, uh, I'm going
to prepare a beef casserole

which has always been
one of my favorite dishes.

And I hope after tonight
it will be one of yours.

Now, I have
all the ingredients
right before me

and I'll show you
how to prepare it.

And in addition,

I have a beef casserole
in the warming oven,

and then that will show you
what it looks like
when it's all finished.

What's she so happy about?

Now, to the beef stock.

We add
just a little onion salt...

Just a little black pepper.

And just a pinch,
just a pinch of bay leaf.

Now, we stir all that up
until it's mixed well

and for stirring we just use
a large ordinary wooden spoon.

Well, we can't do the stirring
till we find the stirrer.

Well, I know
I brought it from home.

It's around here someplace.

I don't know, Charlie,
I don't know.

I can't imagine
what I did with it.

Well, that should be
a lesson to us

to keep our utensils
r-readily handy.

Why's she turning around
like that?

Must be a technical problem.

It is very inconvenient
to look for utensils

when you're in the middle
of preparing any dish,

whatsoever.
Now, let's see.

I know it must be
here someplace.

Oh.

Wait, wait, wait.

Get back!
Get back!

Here it is!
Here it is.

I knew it.

I knew I brought it from home.

Wow, that was a close one.

Stir this up

and when we get it
thoroughly mixed,

we'll add the chunks of beef
about an inch square

that have been
marinating overnight.

Now, this has to be well mixed.

Smooth, smooth...

Smooth.

And here we have
the finished product.

And I think that will satisfy
the most demanding husband.

And tomorrow night,
chicken in a pot.

Good night, all.

(THEME SONG PLAYING ON T.V.)

MALE ANNOUNCER:
Don't forget
to tune in tomorrow night...

Well, outside
of losing the spoon,

I thought she did real good.

I did, too.
I thought she came
across real fine.

Boy, that beef casserole
sure looked good.

Yeah, didn't it?

Well, want to eat?

Yeah, I'm starved.

Okay, come on.

Okay, sit right down there.

I'll bring your supper
right to you.

Good old supper.

Supper, huh?

Yeah, yeah.

It, uh, (CLEARS THROAT)

got burned just a little.

Yeah, it... it did.
Yeah.

A little, yeah.

(CRUNCHING)

How is it?

Fine.

What is it?

Corned beef hash.

That's what I thought.

(PHONE RINGING)

Hello?

Hello, Aunt Bee.

Yeah, you were great,
just great.

Yeah, Paw liked it, too.

Well, I'm glad, Opie.

Tell me, what did
Mrs. Parkins fix you
and your father for supper?

What did she fix us?

Uh... Well, she, uh...

It... It was real different.

Hi, Paw.
Oh, hi, Ope.

Aunt Bee send you
to the post office again?

Yeah. That fan mail's
still coming in,

and she answers every letter.

The show's going great.

If it keeps up
like this first week...

Yeah.

Yeah.

(HUMMING)

Anything wrong?

No. Nothing's wrong.
Nothing at all.

Well, would you be
interested in telling me
what's not wrong?

Well...

I'm real glad Aunt Bee's
show is successful.

I know you are.
Yeah.

She's very happy with it.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Uh... She's... She's
real happy with it.

Opie, we can keep going
around like this,

or you can just tell me
what's wrong.

Food, Paw. Food.

Well, you're getting
plenty to eat.

Yeah,

and not that
there's anything wrong
with your cooking.

I mean, I know
that it's all nutritious
and everything.

But what?

Couldn't we go out
to the diner one night?

I'll pay for it.

Well, that's not the point.

If anybody sees us in there,

the word'll get around
there is no Mrs. Parkins
cooking for us,

and Aunt Bee'll find out.

Yeah. I guess so.

Yeah.

Now we'll come up
with somebody eventually,

but till we do,
we're just going to
have to manage.

Okay.
Okay.

I'll be home early
and fix supper

and I'll pick up something
on the way.

Maybe you can get something
that's already made up

so you don't have to do
anything to it.

I'll see.

Hey, Andy!

Oh, hi, Goob.

Marketing, huh?
Oh, uh...

Still got that woman
cooking for you?

Oh, yeah, she's great.
She's really just great.

You know, sometimes
it's hard to tell
about tomatoes.

What do you mean?

I mean, from the outside

it's hard to tell
if they're ripe.

That one's got
a nice color to it.
Yeah.

It's got a good shape.

Yeah. It's not easy
to judge these things.

No.

What you have to do
is just pick out some
and hope for the best.

That's all you can do, Andy.

I'll see you.
Yeah.

Hello, Andy.

Oh, hi.
You still here?

I'll be going in a minute.

Andy, are you
doing the marketing?

Oh, well,
Mrs. Parkins said

she'd be a little late tonight,

so I said I'd do it.

You know, she's not
keeping this kitchen

as immaculate as I like it.

Oh, well, bless her heart,
she's getting on in years,

but, oh, I think
she's just doing fine.

Oh, well, good.

Well, I guess
I'd better be going.

Okay.

Hi, Aunt Bee.
Oh, hi, Opie.

Now, is everything
going all right with you?

Great. Great.

Well, guess I'd better go.

Okay. Bye.
Have a good show.

(CHUCKLES)

(SIGHS)

What kind of can
are you going to open
tonight, Paw?

Whatever it is, it'll be good.

I'm taking some of those
vitamins we had upstairs

just to be on the safe side.

Well, that can't hurt.

When do you think
it'll be ready?

Oh, about an hour and a half.

Maybe we'll eat during the show.

Okay.
Yeah.

I think I'll go up
and take some
more vitamins.

The soup wasn't bad, was it?

No, it was real filling.

Yeah.

Cut your finger again, Paw?

Scratch.

(THEME SONG PLAYING ON T.V.)

Here we are.

How's the tuna salad?

Well, it's not burned.

Fine.

MALE ANNOUNCER:
And once again,
your Mayberry chef,

Miss Bee Taylor.

Good evening.

Now, I've always felt
that food that looks good
tastes good,

and when a man
comes home from work,

he likes to see
an attractive meal
and a well-set table.

Now, tonight
we're going to prepare

an old-fashioned
juicy rib roast,

and if you'll watch carefully,

you'll see how I start
the preparations.

First we make little holes

to put in the garlic
and the spices.

Now, just watch.

What'd you put in this?

A few odds and ends
I thought
might pick it up.

Eat your tomato.

It's dry.

I'll take some more
vitamins later.

And that's how we do it.

Then we'll put pepper
and salt on it

and put it in the oven
at 350 degrees

and then we'll just wait

till it turns into a tender
luscious roast

that'll just melt in your mouth.

Another bowl, Opie.

Thanks.

Opie,
this Mrs. Parkins

who cooks your suppers for you,

what kind of a woman is she?

Well, she's, uh...
She's a real hard worker.

She's a great cook.

She's young.

Young?

That's funny. I was
under the impression
she was along in years.

No, she's young, like I said.

Good morning.
Oh, good morning,
Andy. Sit down.

Okay.
I'll get your breakfast.

Andy?
Mmm?

This Mrs. Parkins.

You know, I'm not
at all satisfied

with the way
she keeps this kitchen.

It's always messy.

I wonder, would it be
possible to tell her

that she's not needed anymore?

Uh, well, yeah...
I... I suppose.

Because I have
this other
woman in mind.

I just happened
to hear about her,

and she's a wonderful cook.

She'll keep
the kitchen immaculate

and, you know,
I'd feel
much better about it.

I'm for her.

Uh, well, if... if you think

that's the thing
to do, uh, okay.

Then we'll tell
Mrs. Parkins?
Oh, yes.

Good. Then we'll have
this other lady here

in time for your supper tonight.

Now that we're
going to make the change,
I guess I can say it.

I sure will be glad
to get rid of Mrs. Parkins.

This lady Aunt Bee got
is supposed to be here now?

Yeah. Supposed to be
a great cook.

Good.

Looks like
your suffering's over.

(DISHES RATTLING)

Hey, she showed up.

Oh, boy.
Yeah.

(SIGHS)

Hi.
Hi.

Uh, I'm Sheriff Taylor,
and this is my son, Opie.

Hello,
Sheriff Taylor.
Hello, Opie.

Aunt Bee.

We thought
you were that woman
you were getting.

Well, I am
the woman I'm getting.

I'm the new cook.

Uh, but, uh...

Oh, Andy, there are
more important things
in my life

than fame and fortune

and if I'm going to go
completely gray

worrying about what
you and Opie have for supper,

it's just not worth it.

I'll get wrinkles
and all that sort of thing.

Now you two go on up
and get washed.

And in 20 minutes,
you'll have one
of my world-famous rib roasts.

Well, what about your program?

Well, like Sarah Bernhardt,

I'll be retiring
at the height of my career.

Go on, go on. Wash up.

So she really
ain't gonna be on
the program no more?

That's right.

Well, I can go
back to watching
Rudolf Rabbit, then.

What made her
quit the show, Andy?

Oh, I don't think
you'd understand, Goob.

Got tired of it?

Mmm, not really.

Too much work?

Not that, either.

Worried about you and Ope.

Yeah. Missing the things
she's used to.

You know, Goob,
sometimes you really
get a line on things.

Yeah. Sometimes.