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present 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.

- Oh, boy, can I
have the funnies?

- Oh, you got the paper.

Can I have the
back section, dear?

- Can I have the
front section, Pop?

Today's the last chapter
of the "Black Hawk" serial.

- Well, look, maybe I'm
wrong, but it seems to me

when I go all the
way out to the front

and get the paper
from off the lawn,

or from underneath the hedge,
or from up on the roof,

or wherever the boy
happens to leave it,

that I'm entitled to read it
first, don't you think so?

- Oh, your father's right, boys.

You know, carrying the paper
can be very heavy work,

especially when it's got
a lot of big words in it.

- All right, go ahead
and enjoy yourselves,

but it seems to me if I
go all the way out front

to get the paper, Ricky
shouldn't grab for the funnies,

and you grab for the back page,
and David grabs for the front

while I'm left
with the want ads.

- No, you're
absolutely right, dear.

It isn't fair.
You go ahead and read the paper.

- I don't mean to be
a tyrant about this.

I don't want you all to hate me.

- Oh, no, Pop, go ahead
and read the paper.

- Thank you.

- You're not interested
in the "Black Hawk" serial

or are you, Pop?

Oh, thanks.

- You looking for
the funny page?

- Yes, sir.

Thanks, Pop.

- Since you're not interested
in the back section--

Oh, thank you.

- Look, does everybody
have what he wants?

Is everybody satisfied?

- Yes, thank you.

- "Wanted, young man to
work in furniture store."

- Oh, for goodness sake.

- No, no, please, Harriet,
you're interrupting me.

I'm reading a very interesting
article about Leonard Farnham

here.
- Who?

- Leonard Farnham.

He's not responsible
for his wife's debts.

- Ozzie, listen, do you remember
Pop Gibson from Palisades Park?

- You mean, the old guy who used
to operate the Ferris wheel?

- That's right, he's in town.

- He's in town here?
- Uh-huh.

He's staying down
at the Benson Hotel.

Look, there's his
picture in the paper.

- Well, how about that.

"H.R. Gibson,
affectionately known as Pop,

oldest member to attend
Amusement Park Operators

Convention."
- Who's he, Pop?

- He is an old fellow who
ran the Ferris wheel back

in Palisades Park, New Jersey.

A wonderful old guy,
used to let young couples

ride a little longer
and stop the wheel

when they were up on top.

- Did you and Mom ever
ride on his Ferris wheel?

- Oh, you bet we did.

In fact, it was on old
Pop Gibson's Ferris

wheel your mother
and I became engaged.

Remember, Harriet?

- Very well, dear.

- How did you ever get up
courage enough to ask me?

- Hey, did you
propose to Pop, Mom?

- Sure.

- No, no, actually I proposed
to your mother, David,

or so she would have us believe.

- I wonder how old
Pop Gibson is by now.

- Oh, gee, I don't know.

He was about 70 then, it seemed.

That was about 20 years ago.

Gee, I'd hate to
guess how old he is.

I'd sure like to see him again.

- Hey, why don't we
invite him out for dinner?

- Hey, that's a wonderful idea.

We could go down to the
hotel and surprise him.

He probably doesn't
even know we're married.

Well, I imagine
he might guess it.

After all, we sure
spend enough time

on that Ferris wheel of his.

- Didn't you do anything
else at the park, Pop?

- Oh, sure.

We used to go dancing
in the pavilion,

and we'd ride out in
the boats on the lake.

And we'd stroll hand in
hand through the park

in the moonlight.

And we'd ride through
the tunnel of love.

- Yeah, but what did
you do for excitement?

- Oh, Ricky, don't
be such a sap.

- Oh, I'm only kidding.

It's kind of hard to tell
sometimes though, huh?

- Room 412 for Mr.
And Mrs. John Smith.

- Pardon me, do you have a
Mr. Gibson registered here

from Palisades Park, New Jersey?

He's with the convention.

- Yes, sir.

He's the elderly gentleman
sitting over there

across the lobby.

- Oh, yes.

Thank you very much.

- Certainly welcome, sir.
- How about that?

He hasn't changed a bit, has he?

- No, I wonder if
he'll remember us.

- Oh, sure.

- Mr. Gibson?

- Yes.

Well, well, well,
look who's here.

- Remember me, Palisades Park?

- Why, of course, dear
girl, you're little--

- Harriet Hilliard.

- Now, why did you
go on tell me for?

I never forget a name or a face.

Little Harriet Hilliard.

You know, you was the
prettiest gal that

ever rode on my Ferris wheel.

- Oh, Pop.
- Yes, you was.

- This is my husband.

- Remember me, Pop?

- Now, don't tell me.

Well, of course, you
two was always together.

You young rascal, you.

Won't you sit down?

- Thank you.

- So you two got married?

Well, I ain't surprised.

I always known you'd
get her, Walter.

- Ozzie.

Ozzie Nelson.

- Oh, of course,
dear boy, of course.

You live here in town, do you?

- Yes, we do.

We saw that handsome
picture of you in the paper

and we just couldn't resist
stopping down to see you.

- Well, bless your
heart, dear girl.

- In fact, I think you
look even younger today

than you did 20 years ago.

- I suppose.

20 years?

- It's been 20 years.

- How time flies.

You know, it seems
like only yesterday

that you two
lovebirds was walking

around the park hand in hand.

You sure was a romantic pair.

Yes, sir, and you sure
spent a lot of time

up on my Ferris wheel, too.

And in the tunnel of love.

- Tunnel of love.

- Any time anybody come looking
for you, they'd know they'd

find you on the Ferris wheel
or in the tunnel of love.

And you's a kissing
young fella I ever knew.

- Oh.

Oh, no, Pop.

- Oh, yes, you was, Walter.

- No, no, Ozzie.

Ozzie Nelson.

- Oh, yes.

Yes, of course, dear boy.

Yes.

- Well, the main
reason we stopped down

was to ask you if
you couldn't come out

to the house for dinner tonight.
Can you make it?

- Well, bless your
heart, dear girl.

You know, the fact
of the matter is,

I ain't had a good home cooked
meal since I got off the train.

- Oh, well, we look
forward to seeing you.

We just live a few
blocks from here.

- Oh?

- Yeah, I have the address
written on this card, Pop,

so you can't miss it.

- Well, I got an
awful good memory,

but I'll take the card
just in case, you know.

What's that?

- What's that?

- Ozzie Nelson.

Friend of yours, Walter?

- No, no, no, I'm Ozzie Nelson.

- Oh, yes, of course, dear boy.

Of course.

Then I'll see you about--

- About 7 o'clock, Pop?

- 7:00?
That'd be fine.

That'd be fine

- All right, fine.
Goodbye.

- Goodbye.
Goodbye.

See you at 7:00.

- Yes.

- I hope I can whip up
a nice dinner tonight.

- Oh, you always do.

- He's a cute little
old guy, isn't it?

- And who's that?

- Pop Gibson, of course.

- Oh, yeah.

Funny how he kept
calling me Walter.

- Yes, I noticed that.

- Yeah.

He said whenever anybody
wanted to find you and Walter,

they'd just look in
the tunnel of love.

I wonder who Walter was.

- I don't know, dear.

I imagine he was some
boy I went out with.

- Oh, probably just a boy
you went out with once

and never saw again.

He was probably such
an unattractive guy,

you know, such a boring
kid that you never

wanted to see him again.

- I wouldn't say that.

Most of the boys I went out
with were pretty attractive,

at least I thought
so at the time.

Whoever Walter was he probably
took me to the amusement park

and Pop Gibson saw us there.

- Oh, sure, sure.

That's probably what happened.

It was all a very
innocent affair.

His parents probably drove the
two of you over in their car

and you probably went
on the Ferris wheel

and rode in the tunnel
of love together.

The four of you all
sitting in one seat,

and then his mother and
father drove you home.

- No, most of the boys I went
out with had their own cars.

- Oh?

Well, did your mother approve
of your driving around

with this hot rod maniac
dashing up and down streets

without regards
for life and limb?

- Oh, please, dear.

Can't we forget about this
Walter, whoever he is?

- Oh, yes.

Yes.

Don't get disturbed
about it, Harriet.

Naturally, I'm a
little bit curious as

to know who the boy was.

- Ah, come off of it.

You don't think you were
the first boy I ever

had a date with.

- Well, no, no, of course not.

You aren't the first girl I
ever had a date with either.

- I wasn't?

- Well, no, of course not.

- I'll be darned.

You certainly had me fooled.

- Hi, Oz.

- Oh, hi, Thorny.

- Harriet said you were in here.

- Yeah, sit down.

- What's that you're looking at?

- Oh, it's a photograph
album, some old pictures

taken before Harriet
and I were married.

Just trying to refresh my
memory on some of the fellows

that Harriet used to--

That is, that
Harriet and I knew.

- These old pictures
are really fun.

- Yeah.

- Who's this?

- Oh, that's me when I was
in the ROTC in high school.

- ROTC, huh?

- Some of these old
pictures are a real kick.

Oh, here's our high
school graduation class.

- Where are you, Oz?

- See if you can find me.

- Well, there are a
lot of people in there.

- Oh, go ahead, look.

See if you can find me.

- It's a pretty big class.

You know, I get a kick out
of these group pictures.

The photographers
always arrange it

so that the good-looking
people are in front

and the funnier looking
people are way in the back.

- What?

I never heard of that before.

You say they put the funnier
looking people in the back?

- Oh, sure, Oz.

That's an old
photographer's trick.

Makes the whole
group look better.

Now let's see if I can find you.

- Don't bother, Thorny,
it's such a crowd.

- No, no, let's
see if I can, Oz.

- No, no, really,
Thorny, you'll never--

- No, wait, Oz, this looks like
you back here against the wall.

- No, no, I just remembered.

I think I was absent that day.

I was getting a haircut
or something or other.

- Say, isn't this
Harriet, the girl

surrounded by all the fellas?

- Yeah.

Let me see.

No, I know all those people.

See, Harriet was
a class secretary.

These were all the
class officers.

That's the reason they're
grouped around so close to her

like that.

That's the way they take these.

Walter isn't in here.

- Walter?

Who's Walter?

- Oh, the whole thing is
kind of silly, Thorny.

It started this afternoon.

You'll never believe this, but
I got the most ridiculous idea.

- Well, that is
hard to believe, Oz.

- I'll tell you about it.

You see, this afternoon,
we met this old gentleman

we used to know years
ago in Palisades Park

when Harriet and I
were going together

before we were married.

- Well, what's the
unbelievable part?

- Well, I'm coming to that.

And this old fellow started
calling me Walter, you see?

Evidently there was
some association

between Harriet and
somebody by that name,

so I got to thinking--

This is ridiculous.

Here comes the
unbelievable part.

- You just passed it.

- No, no, no, what's so
unbelievable about this man

calling me Walter.

The unbelievable part is
that I got a little jealous.

- Oh, Oz, there's absolutely
nothing to get jealous about.

- No, no, no, no.

Of course not.

That's what I mean, you see?

And I'd completely forgotten
about the whole thing

until you just came in
here and mentioned it.

- Well, I'm sorry, Oz, I didn't
realize I had mentioned it.

- Well, you didn't
exactly mention it,

but you kept referring
to these fellows

that Harriet used to go
with, and so naturally, it

brought the incident to my mind.

But I can assure you
there's absolutely nothing

to this whole Walter business.

- Well, I can believe that, Oz.

I don't imagine
it means anything.

- No, no, no, it
doesn't, Thorny,

and I wish you wouldn't
be such an old woman

about the whole thing.

Actually, it's probably just
a case of mistaken identity.

I mean, I remind this man of
somebody he knows named Walter,

so when he saw me, he
called me Walter by mistake.

That sounds logical, doesn't it?

- Well, sure, Oz.

For instance, I used to
know a fellow named Freddy.

He had stooped shoulders
and very big feet.

Now every time I see anyone
with stooped shoulders and very

big feet it reminds
me of Freddy.

- Sure.

Stooped shoulders and
very big features?

- Hm-hmm.

Tremendous feet.

- You don't happen to
know whether he had

a brother named Walter, do you?

- Oh, forget about Walter.

- Well, Thorny, yes, I
could forget about him

if you'd stop worming his name
back into the conversation.

- Now, wait a minute, Oz.

You keep bringing him up.

- Only to prove there
was absolutely nothing

between Walter and Harriet.

- All right, Oz, I believe you.

There was nothing between
Walter and Harriet.

- What make you think there
was in the first place?

- I'm going home before you
start thinking I'm Walter

and that Sid Thornberry
is an assumed name.

- Pretty darn silly.

The whole incident is so silly.

Somebody mistook me for a--

What was the name again?
- Walter.

- Walter.

See, it completely
slipped my mind.

- Well, that's swell, Oz.

That's really swell.

I'll see you later.

- Harriet, I'd like
to talk to you.

- About what, dear?

- Oh, about your
state of depression.

- My what?

- Your-- your state
of depression.

You haven't been
yourself all afternoon.

This thing has
been on your mind,

and you've been
brooding about it,

you've been letting
it get you down.

Frankly, Dear, you've been
almost impossible to live with.

- What are you talking about?

- Well, you've just got to
stop brooding about Walter.

- Who?
- Walter.

- Walter who?

- You know, the fellow
Pop Gibson mentioned.

- Oh, yes.

- Well, why don't you just
forget about him, Harriet?

- Well, I thought we
did that this afternoon.

Believe me, dear, there's
never been anybody

in my life named Walter.

- I know that.

That's the reason I
say it's so ridiculous

to keep worrying about him.

Why don't we just
forget the whole deal?

- All right.

- Des Moines?

- What?

- Did you ever know anybody
named Walter in Des Moines?

- I haven't been in Des Moines
since I was nine years old.

- Oh, I was just-- just curious.

Kansas?

- What about Kansas?

- They grow corn in Kansas.

You thought I was going to
say something about Walter.

For goodness sakes, dear,
get him out of your mind.

- Ozzie, you're
impossible, but it

is nice to know
that you're jealous.

- Jealous?

Oh, for goodness sakes, Harriet,
why should I be jealous?

After all, suppose
you did go out

with a guy named Walter
occasionally years ago.

After all, I'm the
one you married.

We've been happily
married all these years.

We have two fine
boys, David and Ricky.

David is 16 now.

Ricky is 12.

- Yes, I know them, dear.

- I imagine you like
me a little bit.

You seem to be fond of me.

- I'm very fond of you, dear.

But right now, Pop
Gibson's coming for dinner

and I have to get it,
so will you run along?

- Just one more
interruption, if I may.

Do you ever remember
a guy named Freddy?

Stoop shouldered sort
of a guy with big feet?

- No, I don't think so.

- No, Thorny knew such a fellow.

- Oh.

Well, that's very interesting.

- Yeah, we all know and remember
people from the past, I guess.

Remember Don Walden,
the tall redheaded kid?

- Oh, yes.

Do you remember Tommy
Peterson, the little fat boy

whose clothes were
always too small for him?

- And Al Dixon, the guy who
always wore those sweatshirts.

- Yes.

- Quite a bunch of fellows.

- They certainly were.

- What ever happened to Walter?

- What?

- Oh, never mind.

I'll catch you-- I mean, uh--

- Well, good evening, Pop.

- Well, hello, dear boy.

Am I late?

- No, you're right on time.

- Hello, Mr. Gibson, we're
so glad you could make it.

- Well, thank you, dear girl.

Thank you.

Hey, just a minute, don't tell
me this big boy is your son?

- You bet he is.
- This is Ricky.

This Mr. Gibson, Ricky.
- Nice to meet you, Mr. Gibson.

- I'm sorry our older
boy David can't be here.

He's gone to a dance tonight.

- You know how
those teenagers are.

Ricky, take Mr. Gibson's coat
and hang it in the closet,

would you, please, son?

- Dinner will be ready
in just a minute.

Won't you come on
in and sit down?

- Yeah, come on into
the living room.

- Thank you, Walter.

- Oh, can I get you some
more coffee, Mr. Gibson?

- Well, much obliged.

Now, just a smidgen now.

Not too much.

Not too much.

- Are you still running a
Ferris wheel, Mr. Gibson?

- I sure am, sonny.

- If I come to see
you, can I ride on it?

- You bet your life
you can, my boy.

- As I recall, it was
pretty high, Rick.

You might get a little scared.

- Oh, not if he's anything
like his mother was, he won't.

She certainly did love to ride
on that old spinning wheel.

- Yeah, I guess she did.

- You know, if that old
Ferris wheel could only talk,

many a romance has been
started on that old Ferris

wheel of mine.

- Yeah, I guess you're right.

- Yes, sir, you know,
there's something

about the Ferris wheel.

Now you take a young, good
looking girl and a boy,

and set them in
one of them chairs,

and the first thing you know,
they're going around together.

You get that?

Going around.

- Ferris wheel joke.

- Can I get you some
more coffee, Ozzie?

- Oh, no thanks.

I would like another
glass of Walter, though.

Uh, water.

- There you see,
things haven't changed

much as far as I'm concerned.

I sort of feel as long
as that old Ferris

wheel keeps spinning, I'm sort
of half Pop Gibson and half Sam

Cupid.

Say, that was a mighty
fine cigar, son.

- Oh, that's fine.

Here, have another one, Pop.

- Oh, no, no, no.
No, thank you.

No, thank you.

- Well, take one and
put it in your pocket.

- Well, I will.

I'll smoke it in the morning.

- Good.

- Well, I hate to eat and
run, as the old saying goes,

but I swear it's getting
a little past my bedtime.

- Oh, well, I'll get
your hat and coat, Pop.

- Much obliged, dear girl.

Much obliged.

- Say, Pop, I didn't
want to mention

this in front of Harriet,
but there's something

that's been puzzling me.

- What's that, dear boy?

- Well, are you--

Are you pretty good
at remembering people?

- Well, I hate to brag, but
Pop Gibson never forgets a face

and never forgets a name.

- Well, then for goodness
sakes, who's Walter?

- Walter?

Walter?

That's funny, I never
forget your name,

but I'm scared you
got me there, David.

- No, no, no.

I'm Ozzie.

David is my son.

Remember, he's the boy
who's at the dance.

- Oh, yes.

Yes, of course, of course.

Just wait a minute.

Let me think just a minute.

Now, let's see.

No, I'm afraid I don't know
this Ozzie fellow, Chester.

- Walter.
- Wally?

Who's Wally?

- I mean, Chester.

- Oh, yeah.

Chester, yeah.

- Now wait a minute, Pop.

No wonder you call me Walter.

You see, you meet so many people
that you got a little confused.

You see, that's the reason
you don't remember my name.

- Don't remember your name?

Well, why listen, Freddy,
I'm like an elephant

when it comes to remembering.

Why, I've got the best memory
this side of the Rockies.

I never forget, just
as sure as my name is--

Be sure and tell them two
dear boys good night for me,

will you?

- You bet I will,
Pop, and you made me

the happiest man in the world.

There never was a Walter.

It's all a mistake.

- Well, I don't know what
you're talking about, Herbert,

but I certainly have enjoyed it.

- Here are your things, Pop.

- Oh, thank you.

Thank you.

- I called a cab for you.

He's outside waiting now.

- Well, thank you, dear girl.

And say, folks, I have
had a wonderful time.

- Well, thanks.

It's been a pleasure having you.

- Just wonderful, and I want
to thank he both of you, too.

By the way, boy, drop me a
line sometime, will you boy?

- You bet.

- Well, good night, dear boy.

- Good night, Pop.

- Good night, Barbara.

- Oh, he's a great old fella.

- Yes, he is.

Ozzie?

- Yes, dear?

- Who was Barbara?

Pop Gibson called
me Barbara just now.

I wonder why.

- Oh, oh, that.

Well, I wouldn't worry about it.

He just probably
remembered that I

went through the tunnel
of love a few times years

ago with a girl named Barbara.

I wouldn't get upset
about it, dear.

- Well, I'm not upset about it.

How many times would you say you
went through the tunnel of love

with her?
- Oh, I don't know, Harriet.

It was so long ago.

It's hard to remember,
but as I say,

I wouldn't worry about
it if I were you.

- Ozzie Nelson, who was Barbara?

- I cannot tell a lie.

- What?

- I cannot tell a lie.

That's an old quotation
of Abraham Washington's.

Well, don't look
so worried, dear.

I finally discovered the
answer to the whole situation.

You see, poor old Pop just
can't remember names any longer.

That's the reason he
kept calling me Walter

and just called you Barbara.

- Oh.

And imagine you getting
worried about Walter.

- Well, imagine you're
getting worried about Barbara.

- You've never even know
a girl named Barbara.

- Oh, come to think of it,
I did used to go with a girl

occasionally in high school
who was named Barbara.

And we did go over to
Palisades Park occasionally,

and we used to ride
on the Ferris wheel

and go through the tunnel of--

Harriet, try and
remember, who was Walter?

Ozzie and Harriet
will be back in just a moment.

- Are you going to read
much longer, dear boy?

- No, in fact, I'm just
about ready to turn out

the light now.

Did you look in on the boys
before you came to bed?

- Yes, they're both
sleeping soundly.

- Oh, good.

- I put an extra
blanket on little Henry.

He seemed rather cold.

- Henry?

- Yes, our younger son Henry.

- No.

Oh, oh, yes.

How is Sam?

- He's sleeping fine.

- Well, goodnight, Barbara.

- Goodnight, Walter.

Next week
"The Adventures of Ozzie

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The part of Pop Gibson
was played by Emmett Lynn.

Ray Heike played
the hotel clerk.

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