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Ozzie, Harriet, David, Ricky.

"The Ozzie and Harriet Show."

[music playing]

- And now Hotpoint presents
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.

- Hi, Oz.

- Oh, hi, Thorny.

OH, no, no, no,
no, no, no, no, no.

Please, don't do that.

- Well, why are you doing it?

- Well, this happens
to be my house.

- You sure you
don't need any help?

- No, thank you.

I can handle it all by myself.

- Thinking of painting
your house, Oz?

- I didn't say that.
- I know you didn't.

That's why I asked.

Sure needs it.

- I asked you not
to do that, Thorny.

- Do you want to
paste it back on?

- Don't be ridiculous.

- Do you want to come
over and peel some

off the side of my house?

- Does your house need painting?

- I didn't say that.

- No, but you had
your house painted

the same time I
had mine painted,

so it seems only logical that
if this house needs painting,

so does yours.

- Then you are
going to paint it.

- No, I didn't say that.

[horn honks]

You're going to paint yours?

- If you paint yours.

- Oh, no, you don't.

- Oz, is there any
law to prevent me

from painting my house
when you paint your house?

- No, there isn't.

- I use the same quality
of paint, don't I?

- Indeed, you do.

- I've even used
the same painter.

- And paid him less
money than I paid him.

- Uh-uh, struck a nerve, huh?

- You ought to be
an expert on nerve.

You sure got enough of it.

- Oh, now wait a minute, Oz.

How selfish can you get?

Or to put it another way,
how cheap can you get?

- It isn't a question
of being cheap.

I just resent your tactics.

I go all over town
getting estimates,

select just the right paint,
make a deal with the painter.

He gets halfway through
painting my house,

and you come over
and dicker with them

to paint yours for less money.

And furthermore, you did
the dickering on my time.

- I happened to be watching
him while he was working,

and it occurred to me that he'd
have a lot of paint left over.

And since he just had
to move his equipment

across the driveway
to my house, he

ought to give me a
break on the price.

Uh, when are you planning on
having your house painted, Oz?

- Oh, no, you don't.

This time, you can have
your house painted first,

and I'll get the
break in the price.

- Going to have
it done next week?

- I'm not saying.

- Oz, what kind of
neighbor are you,

resenting the fact that I
saved myself a little money?

It didn't cost you
any more, did it?

- No.

- Well, when are you
going to have it painted?

- I'm not going to tell you.

Why don't you have your
house painted first,

and then I can save
a little money?

- You think I'm crazy?

Why should I let him
do my house first?

Let him practice on yours.

Besides, it's cheaper that way.

- Look, Thorny, besides the fact
that I resent your chiseling

in on my paint job, I don't like
the idea of your house being

painted the same color as mine.

- Oz, you've done
some low things to me,

but this one is the lowest.

- I'm just protecting
my individuality.

- Cheapness, selfishness,
thoughtlessness-- yes,

I guess you could call
it your individuality.

But if you want
my opinion, you're

just a carbon copy of me.

[music playing]

- Hi.

- Hi.

And what was your decision?

Did you decide to have
the house painted.

- Uh, eventually.

- Well, when is that?

- When Mr. Thorny goes
out of town for a visit.

- What's that got to do with it?

- If you'd have been
sitting over by the window,

you would have heard
the whole thing.

Mr. Thornberry wants
to hitchhike a ride

on our paint job.

- You mean like he did the last
time we had the house painted?

- Yeah, can you imagine
the nerve of that guy?

- Well, I think it's
a pretty smart idea.

Why didn't you think
of it first, dear?

- Look, Harriet, if I'm
going to save money,

I'm going to save
it legitimately.

- Do what legitimately, Pop?

- Save money.

- Should have thought of
that before you had Ricky.

- Since when is David permitted
to discuss such things

in my presence?

- Well, the point
is I just don't

like the idea of Mr. Thornberry
having his house painted

the same color as ours.

- I know what you mean, Pop.

- They're nice people
and good friends

and good neighbors
of ours, but we're

entitled to our individuality,
and they're entitled to theirs.

- Well, that makes sense.

- It sure does, Pop.

- Of course it does.

Why in the world should they
have their house painted

the exact same color as ours?

- I think you're right, Pop.

His ought to be different.

- Of course it should.

- Why?

- Well, don't you
believe in people

expressing their individuality?

- Sure, but I never get
a chance to express mine.

- Well, now, what
do you mean by that?

- Well, take our bedroom
upstairs, for instance, the one

you laughingly refer
to as "the boy's room."

David's side is over here,
and my side is over here.

- So what?

- Stop using those
big words, will you?

Now, David and I are
friends and neighbors

even though we are brothers,
yet his side of the room

is exactly like my
side of the room.

Now, how can I have
any individuality?

- Well, it's one
room and expresses

both of your individualities.

- It expresses
David's individuality.

He was there first.

- If you don't
like it, move out.

- Why should I move out?
You move out.

It'd be easier.

You got less stuff
to move than I have.

- Nobody's moving out.

- How about my individuality?

- Now, that reminds me.

I think it's about
time you got a haircut,

and I mean a real one.

- I have to keep
it this way, Mom.

Otherwise people would
think I was David.

- Let's not be insulting.

- I have to wear
his old clothes,

walk around in his old shoes,
sleep in his old bedroom.

Who am I?

- Just what did you
have in mind, son?

- Why can't I fix up my
half of the room the way

I want to, like you and
Mr. Thornberry, Pop?

- Well, you know, that
makes pretty good sense

at that, Harriet.

I don't see any reason
why he shouldn't.

- It's all right with me if
it's all right with David.

- It's OK with me if
it'll make him happy.

He can fix up his half of
the room any way he likes.

- Well, son, looks like
you've got the green light.

- Green...

Yeah, that's a
nice, bright color.

[music playing]

[doorbell rings]

- Hello, Mrs. Nelson.

- Well, hello, Mr. Baxter.
Come on in.

- Thank you.

- I haven't seen you since
you painted our house.

- I guess it's about time again.

My wife said Mr. Nelson
called and wanted

me to come over and
give him an estimate.

- Oh?

Well, he has been talking
about having the house painted.

- Hello, Mr. Baxter.
- Oh, hello, Mr. Nelson.

I'm sorry I couldn't
get here earlier,

but I just got your message.

- My message?

- Yeah, my wife said you
called and wanted an estimate.

- Oh, this is quite a
coincidence, but I didn't call.

- You didn't?

- No.

- Well, she said
it was Mr. Nelson.

- Well, I wonder who
it could have been.

- Hi, Mr. Baxter.
- Oh, hello, Ricky.

- The room's right
this way, sir.

- Wait just a second.

Son, you mean to say
you phoned Mr. Baxter?

- Well, yes, sir.

Didn't your wife give you
the message, Mr. Baxter?

- Yes, she did.

I just assumed it was your dad.

- Oh, my voice is getting
pretty deep lately.

I was wondering if you could
give me an estimate on how much

it would cost to
paint half a room.

It wouldn't cost as much
as a whole room, would it?

- I guess not.

- Ricky, we're not going to
paint one half of the room one

color and the
other half another.

- Why not, Mom?

You told me to express
my individuality.

- Now, look, son.

We don't mind you're
fixing up your half

of the room, but no
paint and do it yourself.

- Oh.

I guess I better
call the Emporium

and tell them not to send
over the interior decorator.

- I'm going to make
sure he doesn't.

- Sorry, Mr. Baxter.

- That's OK, son.

- Uh, look, I was just going
to phone you myself anyway,

Mr. Baxter.

I wanted you to give us
an estimate on painting

the outside of the house.

I did want to wait until
my neighbor got out

of town, though.

- Oh, Mr. Thornberry.

- Yeah.

- He's a pretty sharp fella.

Say, maybe if I
paint your house,

I could get his job, too.

- No!

I don't mind your
getting the extra work,

but this time I'd like
to have my house painted

a different color.

- Oh.

Well, then I couldn't
give him as good a price.

- Well, believe me,
that doesn't worry me.

I'm just interested in
your painting our house.

- OK, I'll look at it.

- Oh, uh, this sounds like
a rather unusual question,

but what size coat do you wear?

- About your size, I guess.

- Yeah.

That's what I figured.

Would you mind trying
this coat on, please?

[music playing]

- I wouldn't have asked you to
wear this disguise, Mr. Baxter,

but you understand I don't want
my neighbor to recognize you.

- Oh, that's OK, Mr. Nelson.

I'm kind of peculiar
in some ways myself.

- Now, I think the
house is substantially

the same as it was the
last time you painted it.

We've added this
little porch on here,

but I don't think that
should take much paint.

The--

- Hi, Oz.

- Oh!

Oh, hiya, Thorny.

Uh, uh, how are you?

Now, as I was
saying, I think maybe

if we spade it up over
there, Mr. Gardner,

and put some roses perhaps
over there and maybe some--

Thorny, I'm just talking some
business with this gentleman.

And then perhaps some ivy
might be nice, Mr. Gardner.

Uh, Thorny, I'll see you later.

We are talking
some business here.

- So long.
So long, Mr. Baxter.

And when you finish painting
Mr. Nelson's house, come over,

and we'll talk some business.

- Oh, hi.
- Hi.

- Can I give
somebody a hand here?

- Well, Dave's got
all the packages.

- Thanks, Pop.

- Where's Rick?

- I don't know.

- Well, didn't he go
downtown with you?

- No, I haven't
seen him all day.

- Oh, well, he hasn't around
here, unless maybe he's

up in his room.

- Hey, Mom, Pop, come
up here quick, will ya?

- What's the matter?
- I want you to see something.

- What's wrong?

[uptempo music]

- Now, take a big, deep breath,
and if you feel real brave,

take a look at our room.

- Oh!

- Well, how do you
like it, folks?

Just expressing
my individuality.

[music playing]

- Oh, thank you, dear.

Wow.

- Wallpaper sure does brighten
up a room, doesn't it, Mom?

- Well, that's
putting it mildly.

- Uh, Rick, who gave you
permission to do all this?

- You did, Pop.

- Well, no I didn't, son.

I said you could redecorate
your half of the room,

but I didn't say
anything about wallpaper.

- You said not to use paint,
so what else is there?

I could have put pinup
pictures on the wall,

but I'm getting kind of
old for that sort of stuff.

- Say, Pop--

- Boy, what a ham.

- Well, what are we
going to do about this?

- Well, there isn't much
we can do about this.

- I guess not.

- Especially with
the paste I used--

quick dry super-stick
airplane cement.

- Look, Rick, we appreciate
what you're trying to do, son.

- But--

- Yes.

Why didn't you discuss this
with your mother and me

before you went ahead
with the whole project?

- It's really all right, Pop.

It's lively.

It's interesting.

It's colorful.

Can't you see, Dad?

It's me.

[music playing]

- Oh, hi.

- Hi.

- Have you seen Ricky?

- No, I think he
went out someplace.

- I wonder where David is.

- He was up in his room
when I left the house.

- I must say I
feel sorry for him.

- Yeah, I never realized
my discussion with Thorny

would have so many
repercussions.

- Well, it's just too bad you
had to mention individuality

around Ricky.

- Yeah.

- I wonder how much longer David
can stand up under the strain.

- Sure I don't know.

- I heard that, and I'm
glad you brought it up.

- Oh, hi, Dave.

Your mother and I
were just wondering

what to do about the situation.

- Well, it's pretty rough, Pop.

I've been sitting up
there trying to read,

and I can't even keep
my eyes on the page.

Those wallpapers keep pulling my
eyeballs right out of my head.

I'm getting eye strain from
trying to follow the designs.

- Where did Rick get
that collection anyway?

- Well, you know
Lassiter's paint store?

- Yeah.

- Well, he got them out of
the trash can in the alley.

- I can believe it.

- Oh.

- It's getting so I can't
even invite my friends up

to my room.

- Oh, come on now,
Dave, it isn't that bad.

- It's pretty rough, Mom.

You should try staying
up there for a while.

- Well, yeah.

I cleaned up there today.

If you find any
dust in the room,

it's because I did it
with my eyes closed.

[music playing]

- Found it in a junkyard.

- Oh, you didn't
have to tell us.

- Pretty individual, huh?

- Holy smokes, what
a horrible monster.

- I bet you I'm the only guy
in the neighborhood with one

of these.

- Pop--

- Not now, Dave.

Keep your temper.

Remember what
Rudyard Kipling says.

"If you can keep your head
when all about you are losing

theirs..."

- He's already got that upstairs
on the wall in a bamboo frame.

- Hi.

- Oh, good morning, son.

- How'd you sleep?

- Swell.

You folks better prepare
yourself for quite a shock.

- Why?

What do you mean?

- David.

- Tonight I sleep at the YMCA.

- Now, wait a minute, Dave.

- I can't take it anymore, Pop.

I didn't get a wink
of sleep last night.

That wallpaper!

- Well, how could you see
it with the lights out?

- One strip glows in the dark.

- I can't understand why the
store threw a beautiful pattern

like that out in the alley.

- Dave, if it bothered
you, why didn't you

turn your back to it?

- I can't sleep
on that side, Pop.

- You know how it is,
Pop-- when you get old,

you get inflexible.

- The way I look at it,
you got two choices--

him or me.

- So long, boy.

- Now look, Dave, I'm
sure there must be

some solution to your problem.

- Don't forget to write me, boy.

- Pop, there is a solution.

If Ricky's entitled to
display his individuality

on his side of the
room, why can't I

display mine on my side?

You may speak now, Shorty.

- You've been using
my aftershave lotion.

- That sounds like a very
equitable solution to me, Dave.

- What do you plan on doing?

- You'll find out.

- Hey, wait a minute, David.

- Well, now what happens?

- Well, I'm not quite
sure, but I have a hunch

the next chapter will be
entitled "David Strikes Back."

[music playing]

- Mom!

Pop!

Mom!

Pop!

- Hey, Mom, wait a minute.

- What's the matter, Rick?

- I hate to seem like
a snitch, but have

you seen what David's done?

- Well, he told me he was
going to redecorate his room,

but I haven't seen it yet.

- He's painting his side of the
room, and it looks ridiculous.

Come on.

If we hurry, we can stop
him before it's too late.

- No, now wait a minute, Ricky.

Let's be fair about this.

This is David's
side of the room,

and he's just as entitled
to express his individuality

as you are.

- Yeah, but it looks ridiculous.

I think he's gone
off his rocker.

- Well, nevertheless, this
is between you and David.

You fellas share
the same room, and I

think you should work
the situation out

between yourselves.

- OK.

If you're going
downtown, you better

bring them back a
straight jacket.

[music playing]

Come on, David.
Cut that out!

- Get outta here, will ya?

I'm busy.

- Well, it's not
fair to do that.

- What do you mean?
This is my half of the room.

I'm just expressing
my individuality.

- But it clashes with mine.

- Yeah, that's the
story of our lives--

the story of everybody's life.

In fact, you give me an
idea for a composition.

It's called "Individuality."

Here, let me read it to you.

"The right to express
his individuality

is a precious heritage
of every free man.

However, it is
also his obligation

to exercise this
privilege in such a way

that he does not infringe upon
the rights of his fellow man.

Man has his rights
as an individual,

but he also has his obligations
as a member of society."

- Stop changing the subject.

You're ruining the whole
effect of my side of the room.

- I'm just giving you a
graphic example of the point

I've been trying to prove.

- Well, cut it out before
I do something desperate.

- You can have my
reservation at the YMCA.

- I'm warning you, David.

- Go on, get out of here.

Hey, come back here
with that paint.

- Hey, who did that?

- Oh, dear, I'm
sorry, Mr. Thornberry.

I'll be right--

My father will be right down.

[music playing]

- That looks a lot
better, doesn't it?

- No, it doesn't.

- Thorny, this whole thing
was sort of an accident.

Ricky just lost his temper.

- Mm-hmm.

I understand.

- No, you don't.

I can tell by your
whole attitude

that you don't understand.

- Yes, I do.

It doesn't surprise me one bit.

How can a kid learn
self-control when

he's got a father who's always
going around blowing his stack?

- I never blow my stack,
as you so crudely put it.

- Never?

- No, never.

- What color are you going
to paint your house, Oz?

- That's none of your business!

- OK, what color are you
going to paint my house?

- Your house?

- Yeah, this one here.

This black one with the
white trim all around it.

- Thorny I'm not going
to paint your house.

- Well, personally, I'd
recommend Mr. Baxter.

I've used him before,
and he's very reasonable.

- Just a second, Thorny.

Just because Ricky happened
to splatter a little paint

on your house doesn't entitle
you to a complete paint job.

- Well, have it
your own way, Oz.

Of course, it'll
be a dirty shame

to waste this lovely weather
in a musty old courtroom.

- I'll admit I have a
certain responsibility.

- You certainly have.

- But only insofar as the
actual damage is concerned.

Now, when you paint your house--

and you're going to
paint it anyway--

we'll simply prorate the
spot by the square inch.

- I think my old
friend Judge Hopkins

is on the bench, the man
you beat in the playoffs

at the rotary club
golf tournament.

You know, the one you accused
of kicking his ball out

of the rough, good
old sore head Hopkins.

- Well, I'll-- I'll
think it over tonight.

- OK, Oz, sleep tight.

[music playing]

- Well, thank you, gentlemen.

It was a pleasure doing
business with you.

- Well, thank you, Mr. Baxter.

You did a fine job of my house.

- You did a fine job of
my house, too, Mr. Baxter.

- Thank you.
Bye.

- Bye.

- You know, he did.

He did a swell job
on both houses.

They look wonderful--
fresh, clean.

- Identical.

- Disappointed in you, Oz.

You're always a guy who
stands up for his principles.

Well, I know this
sounds foolish,

but I didn't really think
you'd let money influence you.

When I got down to hard cash,
you gave up your individuality.

- Oh?

What makes you say that?

- Well, both houses
are painted alike.

- Uh, Thorny, what color
did you have Mr. Baxter

paint your front door?

- Dark green.

- That's what I thought.

Come on in the house and
have a couple of cookies.

- Thanks, Oz.

[music playing]

- Now, let me get this straight.

You say Thorny gave
you that jacket?

- That's right, and
the shirt and tie, too.

You know, he's really
a good guy, Harriet.

I think he felt a
little guilty because he

got the same deal with Mr.
Baxter that he did last time.

- Well, I must say
the outfit certainly

is a bold stroke
for originality.

I don't think you'll see
many more people dressed just

like it.

- I think it's kind
of a youthful looking.

He got it at Brown's
Department Store.

[phone rings]

Oh, that must be Thorny.

He wants to drive
downtown with me.

Hello?

Well, hiya, Thorny.

Yeah, I'm wearing it right now.

Gee, thanks again.

It certainly was a
nice thing to do.

It fits me fine, too.

- Ozzie.

- Yeah, I'm talking to Thorny.

I don't know, but it must
have set you back plenty.

- Ozzie.

- Pardon me, Thorny.

Yeah?

- Did you say Thorny got
that jacket at Brown?

- Yeah, that's right, Brown.

That was Harriet.

She thinks the coat's terrific.

[music playing]

Thanks again, Thorny.

It's real great.

- Swell, Oz.

- You can find where to
buy your new Hotpoint

by checking your local
classified telephone directory.

Look for Hotpoint under
the appliance you want.

Ask your local Hotpoint dealer
to show you the new Hotpoint

ranges, the new Hotpoint
refrigerators, the new Hotpoint

automatic washers and dryers,
and the new Hotpoint automatic

dishwashers.

Next week, "The Adventures
of Ozzie and Harriet,"

starring the entire
Nelson family--

Ozzie, Harriet,
David, and Ricky--

will be brought to
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- Well, good night, folks.
We'll see you again next week.

- Good night.

And remember, Hotpoint changes
your viewpoint automatically.

- That's what I always say, boy.

- What do you always
say, little man?

- Hotpoint changes your
viewpoint automatically.

- The part of Mr. Baxter
was played by Frank Cady.

This is Vern Smith speaking.

[music playing]