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[whinnies]

Hello. I'm Mister Ed.

♪ A horse is a horse,
of course, of course ♪

♪ And no one can talk
to a horse, of course ♪

♪ That is, of course,
unless the horse ♪

♪ Is the famous
Mister Ed ♪

♪ Go right to the source
and ask the horse ♪

♪ He'll give you
the answer ♪

♪ That you'll endorse ♪

♪ He's always
on a steady course ♪

♪ Talk to Mister Ed ♪

Hi, Ed.

What's this?

[chuckles]
Wilbur, how do you like this trick?

Well, I didn't know
you could balance a ball.

That's very good.

Take a bow, Ed.

You old phony.
A ball on a string.

Well, sure.
I'm a horse, not a seal.

[laughs]

What brought all this on, Ed?

The circus is in town.

Guess I got--
[hiccups]

...carried away.

You got the hiccups?

I'll live.

You know,
ever since I was a pony,

I wanted to run away
and join the circus.

With your big talent,

they'd grab you in a minute
for the sideshow.

I can just see
your billing now.

Ed The Talking Horse.

Yeah, that'd put me
with the freaks.

Well, what do you want
to be with the circus?

A trapeze artist.

A tr-- You?

Who'd catch you,
an elephant?

Wilbur--
[hiccups]

...would you do me a favor?

Please take me
to see the circus.

Oh, I can't do that.

It'd be half price.

I'm under 12.

Look, I'm going golfing
with Addison this afternoon.

See, it's his birthday
and I promised Carol and Kay

that I'd get him
out of the house

while his present's
being delivered.

It's a big surprise.

I'd like to give
old lemon puss a gift.

9ó
You would?

Yeah, a leaky
skin diver outfit.

Ed, you should try
to like Addison.

After all, he's our neighbor.

I would like him, Wilbur,
except for one thing.

- What's that?
- I hate him.

Ed, that is a very
narrow-minded attitude.

[hiccups]

You know, a lot of this
can be in your own thinking.

I feel that deep down inside,

Roger Addison
does not dislike you.

Wilbur, once and for all,

I demand you sell
that old plug.

- Happy Birthday, Rog.
- Thank you.

This skid row animal of yours

sneaked into
my backyard last night

and chewed some of
the apples off my tree.

- Many happy returns.
- Thank you.

There is a limit to how much
even I can stand.

You don't look
a day older than--

Who's asking you?

It is not fair of you
to burst in here

and accuse Ed
of eating your apples.

What proof do you have?

Proof?
I don't need any proof.

I can tell by the guilty look
on his face.

- [hiccups]
- Ah, there's my proof.

Every time he eats my apples,
he gets the hiccups.

Now, Wilbur, I think
even you will admit

I have been very patient

with this gluttonous
old nanny goat.

Rog, no name calling.

I mean, just
because Ed hiccupped,

that doesn't mean
he ate your apples.

You can't convict a horse
on circumstantial evidence.

I saw his hoof prints
in my yard.

Defense rests.

Well, it's not funny to me.

You better tie that nag up
at night.

If he comes sneaking
into my back yard again,

you and I
are going to have trouble.

That mean
our golf game is off?

Of course not.

You're supposed to keep me
out of the house

so your wife and my wife

can surprise me
with my birthday gift.

Right, but how did you
find out about that?

That's all Carol and Kay
have been gabbing about

on the phone
for the last two weeks.

Have you got any idea
what we're giving you?

No. I sure wish it was
a new apple tree.

Well, I'll get my golf clubs

and meet you outside
in a few minutes.

Okay, birthday boy.

Please sell him.

Holler, but don't hit.

Ed, I am ashamed of you.

You know how much Addison
loves his backyard

and especially his apple tree.

How could you do it?

You ever get a yen for an apple
at 3:00 in the morning?

You're not supposed
to take things

that don't belong to you.

That's one of the rules
of civilization.

I mean, what are we, animals?

- Well, speaking as a horse--
- Be quiet.

Yes, sir.
[hiccups]

The next time I catch you
going to Addison's backyard,

I'm going to tie you up.

Is that quite clear?

[hiccups]
Darn those green apples.

I want your solemn word

you will not go
into Addison's backyard again.

Oh, my little tummy hurts.

Ed, you're a faker.
Do I have your solemn word?

[hiccups]

I never had my appendix out.

Ed, if I don't get your word,

you're going to have
all your meals out.

Okay, you got my word,
my word of honor.

I'll never take another apple.

All right.

[hiccups]

Oh, sweetie, Addison will flip

when he sees this gift
you're giving him.

Oh, good.

For years he's wanted

a fishpond back here.

Then why didn't he buy one?

Well, you know my husband.

He hates to spend money
on himself.

On anybody,
come to think of it.

He liked that smoking jacket
you got him, huh?

Loved it.

You know,
I'd better warn you, sweetie.

Addison is very sentimental.

You know,
when I gave him the jacket, he practically cried?

Oh, you're kidding me, Kay.

No, I'm not, sweetie.

He's just an old softy.

You should have seen him
at our wedding.

He cried so much,

I almost took pity on him
and let him go.

Oh, don't you think
that Roger would be--

Shh-shh.
Here they come.

I still think you let me win
because it's my birthday.

Hey, what's this?

Oh, Happy Birthday, doll.

- Happy Birthday, Rog.
- Happy Birthday, Roger.

It's from Wilbur and Carol,
sweetie.

Here come the rains.

I always wanted that fountain.

Oh, thank you, Carol.

You're welcome, Roger.

And thank you, Wilbur.

Just shake hands, Rog.

Wilbur,
I'm very deeply touched.

I don't know what to say.

Well, just say you'll spend
as much for me on my birthday.

What? 89.95?

How did you know
what it costs?

I've been pricing
this fountain for years.

Look. Goldfish, too.

Well, not exactly.
They're just gold-plated.

The man at the store said

that you could start
your collection with these.

Well, they've got some really
expensive tropical fish,

but I wouldn't let them spend
all that money.

Why not?

Oh, no, no, no.

Oh, no, you've been
more than generous.

They're beautiful.

They're just beautiful,
and Wilbur,

I know exactly the kind of fish
I want to add to those.

Do you want to come down
to the store with me now?

Wait a minute, Rog.

Honey, did you get the other
gift I asked you to pick up?

- Here it is, honey.
- Thank you.

Rog, I hope this makes up

for Ed eating
those apples last night.

Wilbur, you--

you shouldn't have gone
to all the trouble to do this.

I-- I don't deserve it.

There's no reason
in the world

why you should both be
so generous.

Apple seeds?

Don't be ashamed, Rog.

If you feel like crying,

just let it go.

You sure went all out
with these tropical fish, Rog.

$65. Wow.

Well, these fish
are not ordinary.

These fish are very rare.

Personally,
I like my fish well done.

You've got
a morbid sense of humor.

Now, the important thing

is to get these little fellows

in their new home.

- Now, let me see.
- Oh, yeah-- yeah.

These are the celestials--
3.95 each.

Hey, wait a minute.

Wilbur, those fish
that were already in there,

the ones you bought--

now, if I'm not
too inquisitive,

how much did they cost you?

25 cents each.

Only 25 cents?

I wouldn't worry
about it, Rog.

They know their place.

They won't swim
in the 3.95 section.

Well, no offense, Wilbur,

isn't there a chance

that my expensive fish

might catch something
from yours?

Oh, not a chance.

Mine have already had
their shots.

Go ahead, dump them in.

Well, all right if you say so.

Dr. Evans, I'm--
[hiccups]

...calling about my horse.

He's had hiccups all night,

and I'm wondering
what I should do for him.

You'll want
to give him a shot?

Sorry. Wrong number.

[hiccups]

[groans]

Hi, Ed, you sleep well?

Terrible.

I can't get rid
of these hiccups.

All night my head kept
bouncing like a rubber ball.

[hiccups, groans]

That'll teach you to stay
away from Addison's apples.

Well, if you ask me,

those weren't apples.

They were Mexican
jumping beans.

Let's see if we can't do
something to fxix you up, fella.

- [groans]
- Ah, here we are.

- We'll take care of you, kid.
- [groans]

I want you to take
a long drink of water here

without breathing.

Okay, Ed?

Oh--
[hiccups]

...kay.

[slurping]

How do you feel?

Swell, Wilbur.

It's completely--
[hiccups]

...back again.

Well, what else can we do?

You know,
a couple of months ago Carol got the hiccups,

and she cured them
by breathing into a paper bag.

- No kidding.
- Yeah.

This is the way it works.

When you breath
into a paper bag,

you build up all
the carbon dioxide in the body,

and that gets rid
of the hiccups.

- Oh.
- Sure, just put your head in there.

Atta boy.

Look, just breath normally,
see? All right?

- [Mister Ed grunts]
- Inhale the good air.

- [inhales]
- Exhale the bad air.

[Mister Ed snorts]

- Inhale the good air.
- [inhales]

- I mean, the bad air.
- [snorts]

- Exhale the inhale.
- [inhales and snorts]

Uh, the good air--
the bad-- bad air.

[Mister Ed groans]

You're mixing me up.

I'm forgetting how to breathe.

Look, it cured the hiccups.

Yeah, that's--
[hiccups]

...right.

[Mister Ed sighs]

Well, look,
I'll try one more thing.

I want you to turn around
and face the wall. Okay?

Oh-- [hiccups]
...kay.

Turn around--
and don't look back.

[Mister Ed sighs]

Don't turn around, Ed.

I won't.

[pops]

[Wilbur]
How you feel?

I thought you shot me.

[Wilbur chuckles]

I wouldn't hurt you.

Nobody's
ever going to hurt you, Ed.

I'll shoot that horse.
I'll kill him.

Wait a minute, Rog.
What happened?

That blasted nanny goat
of yours

ate up all my tropical fish.

Oh, no.
When did this happen?

During the night.
He does all his dirty work at night.

Now, look, Rog,
I can't believe this.

I mean, Ed might eat apples,
but fish?

That horse will eat anything.

Come on. I'll show you.

I should've stood
in bed today.

Kay, I don't think Mister Ed
could've eaten those fish.

Well, I don't know, sweetie.

First the apples,
and now this.

Maybe Ed thinks we're running
an all-night cafeteria.

It just doesn't seem possible.

There you are.
Look for yourself.

Now do you believe me?

There's only two fish left.

Yours. Your horse left
only the cheap ones.

Rog, I'm sorry.
I don't know what to say.

I've got a suggestion.

Say, "Roger,
here's your $65 back."

Now, wait a minute.
We don't have any proof.

Proof? When your horse
ate my apples,

he got the hiccups.

What do you expect him
to do now, swim upstream?

- Oh, Addison--
- Keep out of this, Kay.

Now, Wilbur,
this is the last straw.

Either you sell that horse,

or don't bother to come
around here anymore.

Well, I'm sorry, Rog,

but I am not selling Ed.

Goodbye, Wilbur.

Come, Carol.

But--

Carol.

[Mister Ed]
Oh, why so busy? Why so busy?

[grunts]
What is this, a lynching party?

Fine thing putting
your best friend on a leash.

I just lost a good neighbor
because you broke your word.

But I didn't, Wilbur.

I didn't eat the fish.

I don't like fish.

Sorry, Ed.
I don't believe you.

I didn't eat the fish.
I didn't eat the fish.

[hiccups]

That's apples.

[groans]

Oh, I wish the boys
would make up.

Wilbur's trying to pretend
that he doesn't care,

but I know
he just feels awful.

Yeah, my doll, too.

You know, Wilbur's the
closest friend Addison has had

since I've known him,

and that includes me.

I wish there was
something we could do to bring them together.

Hm, let's face it, sweetie.

As long as Wilbur keeps
Mister Ed,

Addison won't budge.

Where is he now?

He said he was going
to the lumber yard.

The lumber yard? What for?

I don't know, sweetie.

Maybe he's going to build
a fortress around his fishpond.

Building a fence, huh?

No, a swimming pool.

I want to tell you
something, Rog.

I'm an architect,
but I've never seen anybody

putting pickets this straight,

and the way you've got
these cross pieces put in,

it's a work of art.

I want to congratulate you,
Rog.

Shake.

I am not talking to you.

No, but I'm talking to you,
and I always say,

half a conversation
is better than none.

What do you say, Rog?

You know, the boys
at the club always say,

"What does Roger Addison do
for a living?

"He's always so well dressed,

so intellectual, so charming."

I never know
what to answer them,

but now I know
what to tell them.

He's a fence builder.

I'm glad
you didn't say anything, Rog.

That shows character.

I'm proud of you, neighbor.

Shake.

Again. Again, you didn't talk.

They say silence is golden,

and you are the Fort Knox
of our neighborhood.

Yes, sir.

And the way you can paint
on one knee.

You know,
Van Gogh had to stand up.

Michelangelo used a ladder,
but you?

You do it on one knee.

Shake.

What a beautiful job.

Nobody can paint
a hand like you.

This hand should be hanging
in the Louvre.

Would you sign this?

All right, all right,
you've had your laugh. You've had your joke.

You've had your fun,
but as long as you keep that horse,

this fence stays,

and you and I
are not talking.

Look, Rog, all joking aside,

I want to keep you
as my friend.

Now, I've tied Ed up.

He can't possibly bother you
anymore.

I'm not taking any chances.

I've just restocked
my fishpond,

and I don't intend it
to be a snack bar

for your horse.

Then this fence stays?

The fence stays.

In that case I have
a sad story for you, Rog.

You see
that little marker behind you?

That marks the boundary
between our two houses,

and this fence
is on my property.

What?

And as for you being
a great fence builder--

[chuckles]

They never tied the knot
that this horse can't untie.

Yeah.

And just where do you think
you are going?

I'm running away

to join the circus.

You are, huh?

I'm going to tie you up

so you will never get loose.

I don't want to stay where
people don't take my word.

Still denying that you ate
Addison's fish?

What do I have to do,
establish an alibi?

- Yeah.
- Okay.

The night of the crime,

I was out shooting pool
with Jackie Gleason.

Oh, that's very funny.

Well, you don't believe
the truth.

Yeah, I know, Ed.

At the time of the fish caper,

you were standing
here in the barn,

minding your own business.

That's true.

I gave you my word of honor.

I think your story
is fishier than the caper.

Wilbur, you know why you're
the only human I ever talk to?

Why?

Because you love animals.

You trust them.

At least I thought you did.

Yeah. Well, I'll talk
to you later, Ed.

No, you won't, Wilbur.

I'm never talking
to you again.

Well...

suit yourself, Ed.

[sniveling]

[snorts, sniveling]

Kay, how do I look?

Well, Addison,
you're not going to wear

your birthday present to bed.

No, no, no, of course not.

Just trying it on.

How do I look?

Like a well-dressed zebra.

You thinking of Wilbur?

I am not.

He's the furthest thing
from my mind.

You know, doll, Wilbur
will never let his horse go.

If you feel like putting up
your fence, put it up,

but don't stop talking
to Wilbur.

[cat meows]

I know what I'm doing.

I just will not
have that horse

making nightly raids
on my property.

[cat growls]

Those darn cats.

That is all I needed,

just to have those cats
out there.

- Oh, Addison, please.
- Things aren't bad enough around here.

[Kay]
Oh, honestly.

[meows]

[Addison]
My tropical fish.

Scram. Beat it.

Go away. Go on.

Come on, cats, out of here.

Oh, you devils, go away.

Addison will kill you.

- Oh.
- Did they get many, doll?

I don't know.

Th-Th-There's my $4.00 fish.

There's my 3.99 fish.

Hey, what do you know?

They got
one of Wilbur's 25-cent fish.

Isn't that wonderful?

Speaking of Wilbur,

wouldn't you say
you owe him an apology?

An apology? What for--

Oh, you mean for blaming it
on his horse?

Yes, I mean
for blaming it on his horse.

Now, come along with Mother,
doll.

No, no, no no,
I'll talk to him tomorrow.

I'm not dressed.

You'll talk to him now

if we have to have
a pajama party.

- Huh?
- Come on, sweetie.

Honey, you haven't touched
your sandwich.

If he won't talk
to me anymore,

I won't have the heart
to go in that barn.

What does Roger have to do
with the barn?

Hm? Uh, that's right.
Who needs him in the barn?

Who needs who in the barn?

That's exactly the way I feel.

I don't need anybody
in the barn

now that I got you.

[door opens]

We're in the kitchen, Kay.

Come on in
and have a sandwich.

Whatever's missing,
Ed didn't take it

because he's
tied up in the barn, and I'm his witness.

Wilbur, Addison has something
to say to you.

Me?

Wilbur, it seems there were
some cats in my backyard--

Now, just a minute.

Apples he'll eat.
Fish, maybe, but cats, never.

Wilbur, I owe you an apology.

Hi, fella.

Look, Addison just found out
that some cats ate his fish.

I'm-- I'm sorry
I didn't take your word.

Ed, I know you said
you'd never talk to me again,

and, well, I--

Look, I--
I really can't blame you.

I mean, you gave me your word,

and I should have believed
you.

Well, like I said, I--

I got it coming to me, Ed.

I only hope that some day
maybe you'll forgive me

and start talking to me again.

Wilbur.

Ed, you talked.

What is it, Ed.
What do you want?

I'll forgive you if you--

if you do me a great favor.

Well, anything, Ed,
just name it. Anything.

Well, come closer.

[muttering]

[Man] You have
plenty of time to-- Thank you, sir.

You have plenty of time

to stop here
and see the sideshow,

and, ladies and gentlemen,
the admission price

is 25 cents.

- Two tickets, please.
- Two tickets. Yes, sir.

And thank you very much, sir.

Now, ladies and gentlemen,
the price of admission is 25 cents.

And now, ladies and gentlemen,

let me call your attention
to these talking cats.

- Two tickets, please.
- These--

- How many, sir?
- Two.

Yeah--

Two tickets?

Please.

You know,
I'm sure glad you decided

not to build that fence, Rog.

[chuckles]
That is one thing about me, Wilbur.

Whenever I'm wrong,

I'm the first to admit it.

True?

Well, let's say
you're among the first.

- [phone ringing]
- Excuse me, Rog.

Hello.

Wilbur, they're--
[hiccups]

...back again.

Well, did you try drinking
a large bucket of water?

Did you try breathing
into a paper bag?

Couldn't get the bag
over your face, huh?

Well, I'll be right over.

- Right back, Rog.
- Where you going?

Well, I've got to frighten
a friend.

Strange man.

Strange man.

♪ A horse is a horse,
of course, of course ♪

♪ And no one can talk
to a horse, of course ♪

♪ That is, of course,
unless the horse ♪

♪ Is the famous Mister Ed ♪

♪ Go right to the source
and ask the horse ♪

♪ He'll give you
the answer ♪

♪ That you'll endorse ♪

♪ He's always
on a steady course ♪

♪ Talk to Mister Ed ♪

♪ People yakkity-yak
a streak ♪

♪ And waste
your time of day ♪

♪ But Mister Ed
will never speak ♪

♪ Unless he has
something to say ♪

♪ A horse is a horse,
of course, of course ♪

♪ And this one will talk
till his voice is hoarse ♪

♪ You never heard
of a talking horse? ♪

♪ Well, listen to this ♪

[Mister Ed]
♪ I am Mister Ed ♪

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