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Ozzie, Harriet,
David, and Ricky--

with Don DeFore as "Thorny."

[music playing]

- What happened to you?

- We had kind of a
rough scrimmage today.

- Oh, hi, Pop.

- Oh.

Hi, son.

Gee, you kind of beat up there.

- I feel like it, too.

- Oh, that's a shame.

- Oh, before I
forget it, would you

and Mom like to chaperone
a dance Saturday night?

- Yeah, I guess so.

- What dance is that?

- Over at the school gymnasium.

We hope it'll be a
victory celebration.

- Oh, that sounds like fun.

I'm sure we'd love to go.

- Did you hurt your leg there?

- Yeah.

You know Tubby Jackson?

He came tearing around left end.

He's awful big,
and he's fast, too.

- And you tackled him?

- Yeah, after he dragged
me about five yards.

- Well, that's OK.

Gee, that's fine.

What'd the coach have
to say about that?

- Well, he bawled me out.

- Well, I don't get that.

You did tackle
Tubby, didn't you?

- The only thing, though,
he didn't have the ball.

[laughter]

- What difference
does that make?

- Well, Harriet, you're supposed
to tackle a man with the ball.

- Well, after all, they're
only high school boys.

- That doesn't make
any difference.

The rules are the same.

I thought you were playing
quarterback on defense?

- I was yesterday, but the coach
has been shifting me around.

Wherever he needs a guy to
get clobbered, that's me.

[laughter]

- Boy, what happened to you?

Did you have a fight with
one of your girlfriends?

- I'd laugh at that except I
think one of my ribs is broken.

[laughter]

- Why don't you lie down
till dinner's ready?

- I don't think there's a
lie-downable spot on my whole

body.

[laughter]

- Would you rub my
shoulder a little?

- I think this is pretty
silly getting all beat up

like this for nothing.

- Oh, it isn't for nothin'.

Teaches me teamwork,
sportsmanship and builds

character.

At least that's
what the court said.

[laughter]

- I think you ought to
wait till next year.

- Well, when you're out
for football you got

expect to get knocked
around a little.

- Coach said that, too.

[laughter]

- What were you doing,
son, backing up the line?

- Well, some of the time.

Most of the time I
was carrying the ball.

- Oh, gee, that sounds swell.

- Those guys on the first
team sure tackle hard.

- Well, they probably
put in a lot of time

practicing on the
tackling dummy.

- Well, they broke
that the first day.

- Oh, really?

What have they been using?

- Me.

[laughter]

- Well, that doesn't seem fair,
using you for a tackling dummy

all the time.

Why don't they use one of the
other points once in a while?

- Yeah, how come, son?

- I don't know.

I guess I'm the only
guy out there that's

the same size as a dummy.

[laughter]

- Well, look at it this way.

There's a lot you can
learn from being tackled.

One thing, you learn
how to fall just right.

- Oh, I know how to
fall fine right now.

I always end up on the ground.

[laughter]

- The idea is not to be tackled.

- It's easier said than
done, a couple of those big

200-pounders coming at you.

First guy hit you high,
the second guy hit you low.

- You mean they did
that every time?

- Oh no, ma'am.

Sometimes the second
guy hits you high

and the first guy hits you low.
[laughter]

- That doesn't seem fair at all.

- Well, sure it is, Mom.

That way he gets
bruised all over.

[laughter]

- Rick, why don't
you go upstairs

and take a nice hot bath.

I think that'll make
you feel better.

- I will if David will
carry me up there.

- Would you like me
to put you in the tub

and wash behind your ears, too?

- No, just scrub my back.

[laughter]

- Hello?

Yes, he is.

Just a second.

- Here, somebody wants to
talk to the tackling dummy.

- I hope I can lift my arm.

Hello?

Oh, hi, Herb.

Oh, sure.

Pick me up on the way
to school tomorrow

and I'll give them to you.

OK.

So long.

In case anybody's
interested, that was Herb.

- What did he want?

- He wanted to borrow my drums.

He's going out for
the school band.

- Well, that's what you
ought to do, join the band.

Save some wear and tear on that
slim, delicate body of yours.

- Let's keep my slim,
delicate body out of this.

- There's nothing wrong with
being in the band, David.

He can play football
next year when he gets

a little more weight on him.

- Well, sure,
that's what I meant.

- Rick, I was out for
the band my freshman year

in high school.

It was a lot of fun.

Not everybody can be
in the band, you know.

- I know.

Only the guys that
own instruments.

[laughter]

- I think the band is almost
as important as the team.

They play all those fight
songs and add a lot of color

to the game.

Why don't you go out for
the band instead of getting

knocked around like this?

- Well, I'll think about it.

Oh, you and Mom won't forget
about chaperoning the dance

Saturday night, will you?

- What dance is that?

- Don't you remember?

That's what started
this whole thing.

I came limping in and you
said, "What's the matter?"

And I said, "Will you and Mom
be chaperones at the dance

Saturday night?"
And you said, "Oh, sure."

- Oh, sure.
- Oh, sure.

[laughter]

- Where's Rick?
Do you know, Dave?

- I think he's in bed.

He said he was going upstairs
and take another bath

and then turn in early.

- Oh.

- I guess this football is
a little rougher than he

thought it was going to be.

- Yeah.

I think I'll go up and
see if he's asleep yet.

[music playing]

- Hi, son.

Turned in early, huh?

- Yes, sir.

- Well, that's a good idea.

If you're going
to play football,

you got to get plenty of sleep.
- Hey, Pop.

I've been thinking over
what you and Mom said

about joining the band.

I think it might be a good idea.

- Oh, well, of course
it isn't as much fun

as playing football.

- What would you
rather have me do?

- Oh, well, that's
entirely up to you, son.

- A lot of nice
guys in the band.

- Oh, sure.

Of course, there are
a lot of nice guys

playing football, too.

You don't have to
decide tonight.

Why don't you sleep on it and
make up your mind tomorrow

morning, hey?

- OK.

I'm practically
asleep right now.

- And remember, you decide
any way you want to.

The decision is
entirely up to you.

You understand that,
don't you, son?

Rick?

[music playing]

- Morning, Oz.

- Hey, good morning, Thorny.

- Ricky's out for the
football team this year, huh?

- Yeah, how'd you know about it?

- I can smell the liniment
floating across the driveway

from his room.

[laughter]

- Yeah, the poor
little guy has really

been getting worked over.

Got to hand it to him, though,
he stays right out there.

- What does he do it for?

- Well, you know, the
kid just likes football.

- Oh, now, look,
Oz, are you sure

you didn't push him into this?

- What do you mean by that?

- Oh, I just thought
you might have dropped

a few little hints,
like showing him

your scrapbook from old Rutgers.

[laughter]

- I don't know why you
need a scrapbook anyway.

All you got is that
one little clipping.

"Nelson fumbles away game."

[laughter]

- You'd better get in the
house before I hit you

over the noggin with
one of these bottles.

- You wouldn't dare.

- Oh, no?

[music playing]

- I got to run.

I'll be late for class.

So long, Pop.
- So long, Dave.

- Bye, Mom.

- Bye, dear.

- Hadn't you better leave for
school pretty soon, too, Rick?

- Oh, no, ma'am.
I have plenty of time.

Herbie's going to
pick me up in his car.

- That's right.

You're lending him your
drums today, aren't you?

- Yes, sir.

They're outside in the yard.

- Oh, there's Herb now.

- What's he driving,
an ice cream truck?

[laughter]

- What's the matter?

Your back still hurt, son?
- Yes, sir.

I hurt all over.

Even a few places I
didn't know I had.

Well, bye, Mom.

- Goodbye, dear.

Take it easy.

- Come on, Rick.

Hurry up.
- Oh, hi, Herb.

Hi, Tom.

- Hi.

- Here are the drums.

- Gee, thanks!

They're swell!
- Hi, Rick.

- Oh, hi, Sally.

- It's real nice of you to
lend Herbert your drums.

- Herbert?
- Herbie.

- Oh, well, he needs
them to practice with.

- You ought to see his uniform.

It's really terrific.

Aren't you going to
be using your drums?

- I'm too busy
practicing football.

- Oh, that.

- Swell set of drums, Rick.

- Thanks.

- Be careful how you
load them in the car.

- You haven't forgotten
you're taking me to the dance

Saturday night.

- Gee, I hope I can make it.

- What do you mean?

- I'm so stiff and
sore, I can hardly walk.

- Ricky Nelson, that's the same
excuse you gave me last week.

- I can't help it.

- Well, if you won't take me
to the dance, Herbie will.

Won't you, Herbie?

- I sure will!

- You don't get
all banged up when

you're playing in the band.

- Hey, where am I going to sit?

- Hop on the back.

- A big, strong
football player like you

ought to be able
to walk to school.

[laughter]

[music playing]

- Oh, hi.

- Oh, hi, there.

I thought you were
going to get home early.

- No, I stopped off
at the football field

to watch the
practice for a while.

- Oh, did you bring
Rick home with you?

- No.

I don't think he
knew I was there.

I think a kid gets
kind of embarrassed

if he thinks his father
is watching the practice.

- He didn't get hurt
anymore, did he?

- No, I don't think so.

He got knocked down
a couple of times,

but he managed to
get up each time.

Got some pretty big
guys on that first team.

- I wish he'd forget
about football,

at least until next year.

- Oh, I wouldn't worry about it.

He's kind of light,
but he's plenty tough.

- Well, if you
want my opinion, I

think he's out there
just to please you.

- Oh, don't be silly.

He knows it's
entirely up to him.

Kid just happens to like
football, that's all.

Well, here's the
All-American quarterback now.

- Oh, hi, Pop.

- Oh, hi, son.

How are you feeling?

- I'm just about able to walk.

- Well, you look worse today
than you did yesterday.

- I feel worse, too.

- I was down watching
the practice for a while.

You're really doing OK.

- Oh, thanks, Pop.

- How come you brought
your football shoes home?

You going to shine them up?

- No, sir.

I brought them home
to put in the closet.

- Well, I don't get it.

- I quit the team.

I'm going out for the band.

- The band?

You're kidding?

- No, sir.

Can I have $30 deposit
for a band uniform?

- He's not kidding.

[laughter]

- I thought you liked football.

- I do, and I'm going
to help spur the team

on by playing in the band.

And maybe next year, when
I get a little heavier,

I'll go out for football again.

- Well, I think that's
a real sensible idea.

- I hope you don't mind, Pop.

- Oh, no, no.

It's entirely up to you, son.

Whatever you want to do.

- Well, I guess
I'll go up and take

my last hot bath of the season.

[laughter]

- How about that?

- Well, don't look
so disappointed.

- I'm not disappointed, exactly.

I am surprised.

- You said yourself it was up
to Ricky to make the decision.

- I know.

But why didn't he decide
the way I wanted him--

that is, a different way?

[laughter]

[applause]

[music playing]

- I was just going to call you.

Do you think this dress will
be all right to chaperone

the dance in?

- Oh, yeah.

It looks very nice.

- You didn't like it
the last time I wore it.

- Well, sure I did.

- No.

You said if I wore it, somebody
would have to chaperone me.

[laughter]

- I was just kidding.

It's real nice.

- What have you got there?

- Oh, this is my old football
scrapbook from college.

Have I shown this
to Ricky recently?

- Yes, last Tuesday
night at dinner.

- What makes you so sure?

- Well, there's
tomato soup on it

and we had that Tuesday night.

[laughter]

- Has somebody been taking
clippings out of this?

It seems to me there
used to be more.

- No.

They're all there.

- "Brown intercepts pass
to win for Rutgers."

"Young scores three
times as Rutgers wins."

"Nelson fumbles away game."

[laughter]

- I meant to tell
you about that.

That's not me, you know.

That's another Nelson
fellow they used

to call "Butterfingers" Nelson.

[laughter]

- Do you think I
ought to let this

lay around someplace
casually where Ricky could

sort of accidentally find it?

- Now, Ozzie.

Ricky made his
decision and I think

you ought to let him alone.

- Well, I know.

- I'm surprised at you.

You're the one who
always says let

the boys live their own lives.

- Well, yes.

But frankly, I'm a
little disappointed

in Ricky giving up the football
team and joining the band.

I don't think it's
right for the boy

to quit something he starts just
because he gets a few bumps.

- Well, I must admit, I'm much
happier since he's in the band.

- Hey, Pop!

- We're in here.

- How do I look?

[laughter]

- Wow, boy!

- Not bad, huh?

- You look very good.

Look at those shoulders.

- Oh, that's not me.

I'm wearing my football
shoulder pads underneath.

I want to make the
changeover kind of gradual.

[laughter]

- Not bad.

- Uh, doorman, would you mind
bringing my car around front,

please?
[laughter]

- Oh, hi, Dave.

Pretty nice uniform, huh?

- Are you sure you're going to
enjoy being in the band, son?

- Oh, I'm sure he will.

- Well, I'll see you.
- Wait a minute.

You mean you're going
outside dressed like that?

- Yeah, I gotta
do some marching.

Why don't you come
out and watch me, Pop?

- Oh, no thanks, son.

- Sure, you can give
me some pointers.

- Sure, you used to help him
with his football practice.

You could probably teach
him a lot about marching.

You used to be in the band.

- Yeah, come on, Pop.

- Well, OK.

Maybe I can show you how
to duck a slide trombone.

- Oh, it's all right.

I'll pick it up,
"Butterfingers."

[laughter]

- Harriet, I--

[marching band music]

- To the rear hut.

To the rear hut.

[laughter]

- I thought I said "halt" there.

There's not enough rhythm
to your drumming, Rick.

- Gee, Pop.

This thing's awful heavy.

Anyway, it's hard to
march without any music.

- Hey, maybe this will help.

- Oh, for goodness sakes.

Where'd you get that?

I haven't played this in years.

- I'd help if I
could play trombone.

- I think the only
thing I remember

is "Moonlight on the Ganges."

- It's good for
night games in India.

[laughter]

[banjo music]

[laughter]

- No, it's no good, Harriet.

This just isn't going to work.

You were doing beautifully.

What was that, "Moonlight
on the Clinkers"?

[laughter]

- Laugh if you want.

I think I drew blood
on three fingers.

I never realized I
had so many hangnails.

[laughter]

- Hey, Rick.

I got an idea.

Why don't you go upstairs
and get your record player?

- Yeah, it's a good idea.

- Of course, we'll have
to take that door down

to get you through.

[laughter]

[marching band music]

[dog barking]

[laughter]

[marching band music]

[laughter]

[whistle blowing]

- All right, that's fine, boys.
Cut.

That's fine, boys.

Excellent.

That's enough
marching for today.

- Can we come back again
tomorrow, Mr. Nelson?

- Well, sure, if we
have some more practice.

[cheering]

- Boy, you sure got
a crazy house here.

[laughter]

- Oh, well, thanks a lot.

- Thanks a lot for
the help, fellas.

- We'll see it the game, Ricky.

- OK, thanks, boys.

- They're out of the huddle now.

They're in the T formation.

Johnson takes the ball from
center, hands off to Riley.

There he goes.
There's a good hole there.

Looks like a gain of
about three yards.

Referee's having
a little trouble

untangling that pile
of arms and legs.

- Isn't it a shame they don't
show the game on television?

- After all, it's
a high school game.

- Oh, four yards to go.

They're lining up with
a single wing this time.

The ball is snapped to O'Malley.
He's fading back to pass.

There's a man in the clear.

He's got it.
- Another touchdown.

[marching band music]

- Quiet, listen, there's Ricky.

- Oh, David.

Come over here and
listen to Ricky.

- I don't hear it.

- Don't you hear that
big bass drum, Dave?

That's Ricky.

- Yeah, now I hear it.

- Oh, he's really been
doing just beautiful.

- You pretty near ready?

- Just about.

- I kind of think they
expect the chaperones

to get there a little early.

- Oh, just a few more minutes.

- Boy, that sure was a
good game today, wasn't it?

- It sure was.

What was the final score again?

- Ricky's team
scored 14 drumbeats.

[laughter]

- 14 points and the
other team scored 7.

The band sure sounded
great at halftime.

Marched up and down the
field a dozen times.

Where is Rick, anyway?

- Oh, he called,
said he was going

to have dinner at Sally's
house and take her right

to the dance.

- What the heck is that?

[drumming sounds]

- Fellas!

Boys!

What's going on down there?

- Can we borrow your
record player, Mr. Nelson?

- Oh, I'm sorry. fellas.

We're going out tonight.

Come on back tomorrow.

- OK, good night.

- Good night.

- Forward march.

[laughter]

[music playing]

- Hey, I've been looking
all over for you, Rick.

- Oh, hi, Pop.

- Where's Sally?
- I don't know.

I guess she's out there
dancing with Herbie.

- Well, you mean you
haven't danced at all?

- To be honest with
you, Mom, I can't move.

My back is sore from
carrying that big bass drum.

My stomach is sore where it
was rubbing up against me.

And I can't raise my arms.

My feet are killing
me from all that

marching up and down the field.

[laughter]

- Well, I think you ought
to dance at least once.

- You'll have to speak
a little louder, Mom.

I keep hearing drums in my ear.

[laughter]

- Boy, you're in
worse shape than when

you were out for a football.

- Shh.

- Here's some punch, Ricky.

- Oh, thank you, my dear.

- Oh, you poor boy.

[laughter]

- Diane, this is my
mother and father.

They're chaperoning the dance.
- Oh, how do you do?

- Hello, Diane.
- How do you do?

- Oh, you must be
very proud of Ricky.

I didn't see the game
today, but he was telling me

how well he played.

Imagine going up and down
the field a dozen times.

Can I get you
anything else, Ricky?

- Maybe a pillow.
[laughter]

- I'll be right back.
[laughter]

- Will you pardon me a minute?

We girls have to take care
of our football players.

[laughter]

- Football players?

What kind of a story you
been handing this girl, Rick?

- Not "story," dear.
"Line."

- I didn't give her any line.

It was just a misunderstanding.

She asked me if I played today
and I said, "Yes, I did play."

She didn't ask me what.

[laughter]

And I happen to mention that
I went up and down the field

a couple of times and
I guess she assumed

I was carrying the ball.

[laughter]

- Do you think that
was quite fair?

- Oh, sure, Pop.

Especially since I
spoke to the coach

and I'm going to be
back on the team Monday.

- Oh, gee, that's great, son.

I'm glad to hear it.

- I don't care how
hard they tackle me

or how many times I hit the
ground, if they walk on me

or step on me.

- What about the band?

- Let's face it, Mom, I'm just
not rugged enough for that.

[laughter]

- Where do you got it, halfback?

- Oh, thank you, my dear.

[laughter]

- Well, like father, like son.

- Oh, I'll get it.

- Butter fingers.

[laughter]

- Like father like son.

[laughter]

[applause]

- Ozzie.

Ozzie, come on. dear, it's late.

Aren't you coming to bed?

- Oh.

I thought I'd sit up
and wait for Rick.

Don't you think it's
about time he got home?

- Oh, Ricky came home
about an hour ago.

- Oh, are you sure?

- Sure, I helped him
crawl upstairs to bed.

[laughter]

- Still kind of knocked out
from all that marching, huh?

- I guess that bass drum is
pretty heavy to lug around

if you're not used to it.

- You know, it's
strange, though.

I don't recall getting
as stiff and sore

as that when I was a kid.

I guess maybe the kids of
today are a little softer, huh?

- Well, after all, when you're
not used to doing something,

you're bound to feel it.

- Well, yes.

But it's also a
question of muscle tone.

We used to do more walking
and get more exercise.

I don't know.

I don't think the kids of
today have the muscles.

- Well, let's go to bed, dear.

- Harriet, would you give me
a hand up off the couch here,

please?

[laughter]

- You were the fella
that's supposed

to have all the muscle.
- Oh, yeah.

But don't forget, I danced
practically every dance

tonight.

[laughter]

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Sally was May Owazzo, Herbie
was played by Walter Hamer,

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