george baxter. i never heard of him. well, he just happens to be a very important attorney in this town, and he also serves on the mayor's welcoming committee. oh, that george baxter. well, what seems to be your problem? well, the picture's all covered with zigzag lines, and the sound is so wobbly that we can't make out what they're saying. we want you to come over right away and fix it. well, i'm afraid that's quite out of the question. i never make house calls at night. hello, mr. gilbert. this is mr. baxter speaking. yes, mr. baxter. as i was saying, i never make house calls at night. now, if your set has not improved by monday morning, and i will run it through a few tests. okay, okay, so let's forget about tonight. i can understand that part. but i've injured my back, and it's impossible for me to bring my tv set to your office. well, now, look, if you can't come here tomorrow, just say so, and i'll try to find someone else who can. well, i guess i could make an exception in this case. just give me your address, and

- yes, sir. - the same george baxter who is a member of the mayor's advisory council? oh, yeah. he belongs to a lot of things-- that is quite enough to identify him, miss burke. thank you. everybody in town knows mr. baxter. and he acted as your attorney when you first appeared before this court yesterday morning. yes, sir. at which time he entered a plea of guilty on your behalf. yes, sir. now, miss burke... is it not true that when you first heard the nature of the charges against you and wished to change your plea, mr. baxter refused to further represent you? yes, sir. but i don't hold that against him. you see-- of course you don't, miss burke. you worked for the baxters a good many years, for wishing this case hushed up as quickly as possible. mr. grantson, you know as well as i do that the witness's interpretation of mr. baxter's advice is not admissible evidence. i'm sorry, your honor. i must ask that you confine yourself to proper examination. certainly, your honor. i'm sorry. is it true that mr. baxter asked you to plead guilty to the charge against you? yes, sir. and di

get me george baxter's office. if i act any meaner, i won't be able to stand myself. [ ] well, it's all arranged. i just talked to my nephew on the phone. he's meeting me at the bus station at 9:40 tonight. - george: dorothy! - in here, darling. oh, hi, mr. b. - george, what happened? - i have some bad news. oh, the commissar giving you trouble? he isn't leaving tomorrow. he's decided to stay over till friday morning. and you got to baby-sit him? he's staying so he can have, and i quote, a real american thanksgiving dinner with a typical family. us? but, george, we're not having dinner here. i tried to explain that to him. but i ain't shopped, mr. b. i ain't got any turkey or no cranberries and no oysters for the dressing. hazel, there's no reason for you to change your plans. even if it's a frozen tv dinner. he wants hazel here. as a matter of fact, he insists on it. but, george, why should her holiday be ruined? hazel, i can't order you to stay, but he'll make real trouble if you don't. okay, mr. b., i'll do it.

exactly what you meant, george baxter. harry, i want you to stop this foolish daydream and shape up to your responsibilities like a man, or i will-- you'll what, deirdre? well, i don't know what i'll do, but don't you put me to the test. hmm. harry? i'm waiting for your decision. hmm. well, what have you decided? - not to wait 47 months. - what?! i'm going to retire now. i won't need much-- a couple hundred a month. you can have all the rest. it's quite a lot, you know. you'll get by very nicely. good-bye, deirdre. good-bye, hazel, and thanks for everything. good-bye, all. and hello, bora bora. difficulty with your breathing, eh? i'll call you if i need you, dorothy. oh, where's harold? i told him he could watch tv in my room. - what did the doctor say? - nothing. he hasn't examined her yet. oh, it's perfectly ridiculous, dragging dr. summerfield away from his banquet. george, she couldn't breathe. oh, she's done this ever since she was a little girl. whenever she couldn't get her own way, she held her breath. i just don't

oh, george baxter, do you think for one minute that that cake just fell? that hazel lost this contest on purpose? now, who'd like a nice piece of pineapple chiffon cake? i just baked it. you know, if at first you don't succeed... hazel, did you know that mrs. masters lost her husband recently? oh, yes, it seems i did hear something about that. hazel, what would happen if someone accidentally turned the oven off before the cake had finished rising? oh, it would fall flatter than a pancake, but there's no such thing as that happening accidentally. anybody that did that would have to be awful dumb. sport... [chuckles] i guess you're pretty mad at me, huh? no, hazel, i'm not mad at all. y-you ain't? can i tell hazel the good news? what good news? we're going to the world's fair. dad's taking us next summer. now we can all go instead of just you and me. you want me to go, too, mr. b.? you, too, hazel. instead of getting fired for letting my cake fall, i'm going to the world's fair. [laughs] i think we're all entitled to one mistake, hazel. come on. we better ge

george: hazel! what the devil are you doing here? - are you mr. baxter? - yes. well, we have no way of knowing who has a car identical to yours. i beg your pardon. oh, uh, never mind. the policeman in the parking lot may have told her the owner works for one of the airlines. but which airline? what is she talking about? never mind, mr. b. if she put those golf clubs in the wrong car, i am sure the owner will get in touch with her just as soon he discovers them. hazel, come along with me. what did you say? well, it's unfortunate if she placed those clubs in a car identical to yours. tony lema's... wrong car? [crying] hazel, will you please stop crying? i ain't crying. i'm just emotionally disturbed. that's only feminine, ain't it? i wouldn't know. when i first started working this information booth, i used to get upset and cry. but nowadays, i just feel like belting people. hazel, i'm not mad at you, you understand? - you forgive me? - i didn't say i forgive you. i just said i'm not mad at you. i don't have time to be mad. i've got to get those golf clubs back. b

baxter, hazel. good-bye, susan. and after all, george, rita had asked hazel to help them make their marriage as successful as ours has been. so i talked some sense into them. yup, i got 'em all figured out. i'm just gonna drench that house with love.

would you bring a selection over to george baxter's house right away. don't argue, just write. but i don't think that i should write-- i'm not asking you to think. i'm just asking you to write what i tell you. now, go on. "dear linda, "i love you, and i'm asking your forgiveness. in a moment of weakness, when i took that girl in my arms..." oh, no, wait. whoa. i didn't take anybody in my arms. now, that redhead grabbed me. that's what you told linda, wasn't it? yes. and she didn't believe you, did she? no. like talking to a brick wall. well, the only thing to do when you hit a brick wall is to turn around and go in the opposite direction. but-- take the blame, ask her forgiveness. people like forgiving other people. it gives 'em sort of a holier-than-thou feeling. write. oh, harry, stanley and i are so happy for you. oh, well, we'll help linda decorate the house... woman: you've got to have at least four bedrooms, for heaven's sake. i mean, all the children and all that sort of thing! well, stanley seemed to think it was a good idea! well, we discussed it and everything, and af

i know a george baxter. are you by any chance related to him? he's an attorney. he's a cousin, but i'm not using him as a reference. any job i get, i want to get on my own merits. i like that. i really do. sit down, mr. baxter. [wind whistling] [yawns] i can't sleep. can't even close my eyes. [door rattling] boy. my pocketbook! i never leave my pocketbook on the floor! my money! my money's gone! my bonds! my bonds! burglars! mr. b! mr. b, mr. b! mr. b! mr. b! harold! george, what's the matter? what is it? i don't know. it's hazel. she's cracked up. cracked up? well, i woke up to find her ransacking the dresser, then she just ran out of here with my wallet. - burglars! burglars! - [gasps] harold's all right. oh, i forgot to check missy's fur coat in the closet. oh! the fur coat's gone! the silverware! it's true, george, my coat's gone! oh, darling, now don't cry. it's covered by insurance. i only wore it twice! silverware's safe, but they got some of your clothes, mr. b, hazel, may i have my wallet? oh, yeah, i forgot i had it. they not only took all your money, t

the george baxter house on marshall road. [all chuckle] well, there's no doubt about it having the best food. sure. you take him to a hotel, and it's just jammed with people all millin' around. - well, yes, i know. - you bring him here, and i'll serve him a lunch he'll be talkin' about all the way back to the capital. hazel, there'll be ten or twelve people here. that's a lot of work for you. oh, i won't care. after all, i'll do anything that helps out mr.b. anytime. well, hazel, i think it's a fine idea, and i accept your offer. also, it's the only way you can think of to meet governor mcguire. isn't that right? well... [chuckles] as we'd say if we was in paris, france, "touch\." [all chuckle] is it a deal? eh, it's a deal on one condition-- that you handle all the cooking and serving and let the rest of us handle the conversation. now, i don't want the governor to be bothered, okay? oh, mr. b, i'm sure we'll work it out just fine. boy, oh, boy, wait till i tell rosie. - oh, hi. - oh, rosie, have i got new for you! i've been

george baxter, hazel would give her life for this family. i don't want her life. i want to use the phone. there's a phone at the drugstore. son, i want to use my own phone. it's not just using the phone. she deliberately tries to irritate me. jee, dad, hazel wouldn't do that. she loves you. - well, son-- - don't you love her? well, harold, i suppose so. did you finish your call, mr. b.? finish my call? how can i do that? and why didn't you tell me you were off the phone? well, i thought you'd know. you'd been picking up the receiver every couple of seconds. i have not. oh, that's all right. the executive committee is glad to talk to you. you'd done them a lot of favors. fine. now, if you'll excuse me, i want to call mr. griffin. oh, sure. i was going to ask you if you'd be able to come to our meeting right after lunch. why should i want to come to the meeting? well, we need some legal advice about our constitution. we're going to make a certain fella an honorary sunshine girl. an--an honorary sunshine girl? yeah. you think you can make it? well, hazel, of course i

george? we had to. yeah. [phone ringing] baxter residence. oh, yeah. just a sec. it's for you, mr. b. i'm all puddled up. hello? oh, hello, charlie. no, i'm afraid not. yes, i know it's an outdoor sport, but i don't play tennis anymore. well, i'm sorry you're lonely, charlie, but-- oh, that's a superstition. oh? really, charlie? well, i'll be darned. oh. well, i'll be talking to you real soon. goodbye. well, now, that's a curious thing. what is, mr. b.? well, what charlie just told me. he hasn't had a cold in 25 years. [ ] [ ] yeah, he's still mad, rosie, and i don't blame him a bit. yeah, that's what i'm gonna do. i'm gonna tell him how sorry i am about last night. hazel, i want-- yeah-- oh, go ahead. finish your call. oh, no, mr. b., i'm finished. goodbye, rosie. i'm glad you came out. i wanted to talk to you about last night. and i want to talk about that, too. i want to tell you how sorry i am, you know, saying that to mr. yates. i didn't mean to embarrass you, mr. b., and it seems i did, so i want to apologize. all right, hazel, i accept your apology. oh, good. but this sort of t