hello, mrs. elkins. and mr. wilson, dennis. hi, mrs. elkins. is there something we can do for you, mrs. elkins? no, thank you. i just wanted to tell mr. timberlake that when i'm elected president of our society, i'll follow his policies toward our dear little birds exactly. that is so comforting to hear, mrs. elkins. well, mr. timberlake knows how i feel, and when i'm elected-- did you see mr. wilson's mockingbird? it's right up there. yes, it's lovely, but not mr. wilson's bird, dear. the birds belong to all of us who love them. indeed, they do. yes, indeed. and they're so exquisitely sensitive to love and affection too. absolutely, mr. timberlake. now, you take that bird there. he could just as well have built his nest in mrs. elkins' yard, but he knew where he was loved the most. here. now, mrs. elkins, by weeks end, there'll be dozens of them in town and i'm sure that you'll have nests in your backyard too. well, of course, i will. your little, old cat tinkerbell sure loves birds all right. she's always chasing them. mrs. elkins, you have a

thank you very much, mrs. elkins. i wish only the best for you too. goodbye, mrs. elkins. hey, miss cathcart. guess what grandpa said about you. [music] he never met anybody quite like me, you say? that's what he said. and everybody said i was wasting my time taking those singing lessons. i'm home, and look who i've got with me, good old miss cathcart. dennis, don't shout. hello, miss cathcart. hello, mrs. mitchell. where's grandpa? i thought he was in here. henry, is daddy upstairs? i haven't seen him. hello, miss cathcart. hello, mr. mitchell. well, if you don't mind, i'll just sit and wait. margaret: dennis. oh, dennis. oh, no. margaret: dennis. grandpa, what are you doing in here? shh. [music] hi, mom. hi, dad. dennis, how many times have i told you not to slam-- are those the clean overalls mrs. mitchell: i put on you this morning? i put them on, mom. all you did was hand them to me. never mind that. how did it get that way? on account that mr. wilson's got a dirty tree. ask her. oh, yeah. is it 10:00 yet? just about. oh, boy. wait a minute, fellas. i've got a lot of

and how about mrs. elkins? mr. wilson says she knows everything about everybody. oh, now, wait a minute, boys. i don't think you'd better bother mrs. elkins or ms. cathcart. they might not like it. jeepers, mom. everybody likes their name in the paper. no, not everybody. you better skip them. gee, how are we gonna get any news? say, i know who likes his name in the paper, good ol' mr. wilson. he felt real bad today because it wasn't in. okay. let's go get some news on him. swell. and we'll make a whole newspaper about mr. wilson, and we'll call it the mr. wilson news. we'll follow him around today and put down everything he does only we gotta be real careful that he doesn't know what we're doing or that'll spoil our surprise. come on, let's get started. [music] hi, mr. wilson. hi, mr. wilson. you're having a drink of water? yes, i'm having a drink of water. what you doin', setting out flowers, mr. wilson? no, dennis. i'm knitting a sweater. with a trowel? oh, he's just joking, tommy. he makes jokes like that lots of times. what he's really doing is setting out flo

all right, mrs. elkins. bye. bye. [telephone rings] hello? oh, yes. mrs. elkins. i wondered if you heard about the trouble the mitchells are in. well, let me tell you. they're driving an old wreck because the bank has repossessed their car and little dennis is out selling bottles so they won't lose their tv set. why, you've never seen such a brave little boy in your life. why, i just can't believe it. well, that isn't all. mrs. mitchell has lost her engagement ring. she's probably pawned it. well, i'm just gonna have to go over there and see for myself. i've always thought of them as one of the pillars of the community. what do you think? well, i don't know, mr. mitchell. i think i'd better take it back to the store. it's too big a job to do here. okay, if you have to. honey, i'm going next door and borrow that pipe wrench from mr. wilson. all right, dear. when will we get it back? not for a couple of days anyway. don't get up, mrs. mitchell. i can make it all right. well, bring it back as fast as you can. you're taking their tv set back to the store? yes, ma'am.

but, mrs. elkins, i'm fighting for my life. why, dennis is just full of life and spirit. he's a sweet, lovable little boy. he is not. he's a supersonic missile, and he's aimed right at me. oh, henry. it isn't any wonder grouch? mrs. elkins, don't you have someplace to go? yes. i was coming to see you. oh? what do you want? i want to know how much you'd like to contribute toward the playground for the little children. you'll get exactly what you'd expect from a grouch: not one penny. you're not only a grouch. you're a scrooge. feel better, dear? oh, a little. thank you, martha. neighborhood grouch. scrooge. oh, forget it. it's not true. you're just nervous. they hate me. the whole neighborhood hates me. you know what i'd like to do tomorrow, martha? get away. take a nice drive in the country. well, if that's what you'd like to do, we'll do it. but what about the work on the lawn? the nursery can do it tomorrow. hello. this is george wilson. you remember that re-seeding job i talked to you about? well, could you do it tomorrow? yes, the back yard's all staked out. uh-huh. w

and so, our judges, mrs. elkins and mr. timberlake, have come to their final decision. third prize goes to a man whom we all know and admire, mr. ballard fillmore. second prize goes to a man whom we all admire also, a man who whose work this year has shown tremendous improvement, mr. george wilson. george, you won. good work, george. mr. wilson, congratulations. well-- but the biggest news is the discovery of a new and as yet unidentified artist. lady-- shush. this painting was found at our door this morning, unsigned. it's simply terrific. strong colors and extraordinary brushwork. lady, lady. what is it, little boy? i know who painted it, lady-- charlie cooper. you know who the artist is? yes, ma'am. oh-- just a moment, everybody. --lady. i got him tied right here into the radiator. the artist is here with us now. he's tied to the--radio? this is the artist, lady. a dog? dennis. and charlie. he painted it with his tail, didn't he, mr. wilson? i got it out of your trash box and brought it over here. but a dog, we can't have a-- you won, charlie. i bet mr. wilson isn't

well, a rummage sale is always good, mrs. elkins, but the church has just had one. well, what else is there? a rummage sale or a cookie sale? i want to keep out of the kitchen. here's an idea that might be a little bit different. we have a lovely fountain right here. why don't we call it a wishing well? the boys and girls can collect coins, the contributions can be thrown into the fountain, and everybody who contributes gets to make a wish. oh, i like that idea. thank you. margaret: dennis, you stop that. deviled egg. deviled egg. deviled egg. we're not children! mrs. mitchell, dennis swore a naughty word. dennis. superb. oh. well, they're all in excellent condition. most of them even have the original mint luster. i could tell. mr. wilson, this is a collection. thank you. you know, that's very pleasant hearing it from an expert, mr. hathaway. i don't suppose i could buy it from you in total? oh, no. no, not a chance. that's the story of my life. but i do manage to pick up a few good coins. well, i'm not in the market for anything right now. that doesn't matter. thi

suddenly, skinnin' elkin the yukon sounds inviting. hi, mrs. jefferson. yes. i'm wallace kenwood. officer kenwood!you're out of uniform. i'm off duty. is your husband in? i'm george jefferson. see, i'm a doctor. you own jefferson cleaners. yes, i do. medicine isjust a hobby. have you donated to "send a boy to camp"? yes. i'm collecting for "send a girl to camp." would you make a donation? when do you find timefor real police work? when i'm back on duty, i could ticket your vans. i'll write youa check. oh, officer kenwood, this is florence. oh, florence, you are as beautiful as that beautiful city in italy that bears your name. florence, this is officer kenwood. you can call me wallace. wallace. i'll getyour wallace, coffee-- i mean, i'll getyour coffee, wallace. that isa fine-lookin' woman. her? i thought policemen had to pass an eye test. excuse me. george, would youstay here and continueto be charming? will this donation guarantee i'll never get arrested? no. will it guarantee against speeding tickets? no. florence, guess whatofficer kenwood told george. "get a hair weave." no.