Millie Swanson (Arlene Golonka), the counter girl at
Boysinger’s Bakery in beautiful downtown Mayberry, is a breathtakingly
attractive woman and as I have said frequently on the blog, one of the few
reasons you should watch the vanilla sitcom known as
Mayberry R.F.D. I am also pleased to call the actress who
played Millie on the series (and in two episodes of
The Andy Griffith Show)
one of my Facebook friends because one of the fringe benefits involves free
donuts…and you
know I’m most
certainly down with that.
But I have to confess that the episodes that center on the
Millie character are often the weakest of the
R.F.D. oeuvre, which
doesn’t have that many strong outings to begin with. Part of this is because such episodes usually
deal with the relationship between Ms. Swanson and the show’s protagonist,
poor-but-honest-dirt-farmer-turned-city-council-head Sam Jones (Ken
Berry)—who’s as exciting as a milkshake with two straws and also has an idiot
(Buddy Foster) for a son (thankfully, he doesn’t grace us with his presence in
this one). The other has to do with the
fact that Millie, while being cute as a button, is a bit shallow and lacking in
substance…and uncomfortably, is treated with a casual sexism that has not aged
at all well. So I hope you’re prepared
to suffer along with me on this week’s edition of
Mayberry Mondays, “Millie,
the Secretary.”
The ambitious Ms. Swanson is not going to be working up to
her elbows in flour all her life—as the episode begins, we learn that Millie
has been attending a business college taking secretarial courses, and she’s
asked boyfriend Sam to help her study by timing how long it takes her to take
down some dictation. No one has bothered
to tell the town’s resident fix-it savant, Emmett Clark, who enters the city
council office (with an item he actually repaired, for those keeping score at
home) as Sam is in mid-dictate:
SAM: “Brazilian Rubber Company…Rio de Janeiro…Brazil…Gentlemen…I have received your letter of the fourth
instant…and hasten to reply…”
EMMETT (entering the council office
carrying a typewriter): Hi! I got it
fixed…
SAM (continuing): Oh…“I am…I am
enclosing the signed sales agreement…for the purchase of the rubber
plantation…and all processing facilities…our intention is to move to Brazil immediately…to assume operational control…”
EMMETT: Sam! What is this?!!
SAM: Emmett, please…uh…”We expect
to leave this coming week…and will temporarily base in Rio…”
EMMETT: Do you know anything about Brazil?!! It’s a jungle!!
SAM: “After completing the business
affairs…I will set up headquarters at the plantation…”
EMMETT: Sam, don’t do it…don’t do
it! It’s no place for a kid like Mike!
I have been saying this ever since Mayberry Mondays started. There’s a military school up the road in Oak
Ridge that would be perfect for the little mook.
MILLIE: Emmett, Sam is just dictating to me…I’m practicing
shorthand…
EMMETT: Practicin’?
SAM: Yeah! Didn’t you know that Millie was going to
business school?
EMMETT: First I heard of it…I know
you’ve been out of the bakery a lot lately…
MILLIE: With Mrs. Boysinger’s
permission…
One does not leave the bakery unless Mrs. B has signed off
on the proposition.
MILLIE: …I’m going to improve
myself and get a better job…and Mrs. Boysinger gave me her blessing…
We never see the woman known as Boysinger on the show…but I
imagine she’s a lot like Dame Judith Anderson in Rebecca.
EMMETT: Secretarial job, huh?
MILLIE: But if I’m good enough…
SAM: So, Emmett…if you’ll excuse
us…Millie’s got her exams coming up next Monday (He sits down at the conference
table)
EMMETT: Oh…sure…sure…stick with it,
Millie…Sam…if you ever decide to go to Brazil…check with me first, huh?
“That way I’ll go with ya and can finally leave the ol’
battleaxe…” After Millie announces her
intention to practice her typing, there is a dissolve to a scene that finds
pedantic county clerk Howard Sprague (Jack Dodson) filing out of the council
office along with Sam and Emmett.
HOWARD: So today’s the big day—huh,
Sam?
SAM: Yeah…yeah…
EMMETT: Is she nervous?
SAM: Oh…a little bit, naturally…I
guess we all remember what it was like to take exams…
Well, except for Emmett…because the first schoolhouse in
Mayberry had not yet been built.
HOWARD: Oh, yeah… (Chuckling)
SAM: Anyway, I’m going to drive her
over there and see if I can calm her down a little…
Yowsah! You go,
Samuel!
HOWARD: Good…you know, I sure am
glad she’s taking her courses at Bradbury…that’s my old business college, Sam…
EMMETT: That’s right—you did go
there, didn’t ya?
HOWARD: Yeah…spent my entire
collegiate career there…took the full year-and-a-half course!
“Got my letter in boring, too!” Tediously monotonous tales of Howard’s
college days are avoided with the arrival of Millie, who bustles down the
street, greeting everyone with an enthusiastic “Hi!”
EMMETT: We just came by to wish you
luck, Millie!
(Howard chuckles approvingly)
MILLIE: Thanks…thanks…
HOWARD: Give it the old Bradbury College try, Mill…
MILLIE: I’ll sure do my best!
(Sam helps Millie into the car)
HOWARD: And remember the words of
our old Bradbury alma mater—it tells the whole
story… (Singing and gesturing like Jolson) “Rise up, ye men of BBC…”
SAM: Howard…
HOWARD (continuing): “Bradbury Business College…”
SAM: You can finish that later…
HOWARD: “Typing, shorthand,
bookkeeping, too…arm yourself with
knowledge…”
Howard’s business school “fight song” did make me laugh out
loud, because there’s always one such moment in these repeats. He’s still singing as Sam and Millie drive
off, but he stops to yell at her: “Hey, Mill…Mill, when you get back we’ll have
an alumni reunion!”
The hallowed halls of
Bradbury
Business College. I’m still working on the school motto, but in
keeping with its inspiration (which I’m guessing is the late, legendary author
Ray Bradbury) the best I’ve thought up
so far is “Home of the Fighting Illustrated Men.” (Suggestions are welcome in the comments
section.) Sam drops Millie off at the
school but she’s concerned about what he’s going to do for the next two
hours. “Oh, I’ll wander around…have a
cup of coffee…don’t worry about me,” he reassures her. (
Siler
City does have that burlesque
house...) Sam wishes his gal good luck
with a goodbye peck, and with another dissolve…
…we find him standing around by the car as a dejected Millie
exits the building with her classmates.
This does not bode well.
MILLIE: Drive me to a bridge…
SAM: Whuh…a bridge?
MILLIE: I want to jump off…
SAM: Oh, now…come on, Mill…
MILLIE: I flunked…
SAM: Well…they didn’t mark the
papers already, did they?
MILLIE: No…but I know I flunked…
SAM: Well, how can you be sure?
MILLIE: I’m sure…
SAM: When do you get your grades?
MILLIE: The day after
tomorrow…they’ll mail ‘em to me…
SAM: Oh…well…come on…just get in
the car, and we’ll take a nice drive…and you can unwind…
As Millie settles in the passenger seat, she casually drops
her classroom items out the car window (as somber music plays on the
soundtrack): steno book, notebook, pencils (including the one behind her ear). It’s all rather poignant; a sad commentary on
the fact that she will never escape the iron thumb of Boysinger’s
Bakery…sentenced to a life of cupcakes and tiramisu.
But good news arrives two days later! The Mayberry postman—not up-at-the-butt-crack-of-dawn
carrier George Felton (played in several episodes by veteran character thesp
Norman Leavitt), but (and it’s kind of hard to tell from the poor quality of
the episode recorded—though it looks a lot like him) the unidentified actor who
was delivering mail in
“The Caper”—has just dropped off some cards and letters
at Boysinger’s when an enthusiastic Millie shoots out the front entrance and
grabs the postal guy, swinging him around and giving him a big smooch. She continues to run down Mayberry’s main
thoroughfare, yelling “I passed! I passed!”—and greeting others along the way
with much fervor (she does not bestow a kiss on Emmett, but does a little
tongue work with a strapping young grocery boy). She then runs into Howard:
HOWARD: No, no…don’t tell me—you passed!
MILLIE (squealing with delight): Yes!
Millie continues down the street, and Howard launches into
his Bradbury fight song again…then stops quickly when a passerby in a beige
jacket and red cap gives him a look. (The
other laugh-out-loud moment in this episode.)
Millie bursts into the city council office, startling Sam
into spilling his coffee all over himself (a brief reminder of Ken Berry’s
better work on F Troop).
MILLIE: Sam…I’m sorry I frightened
you…
SAM (brushing himself off): That’s
all right…what…you passed your test?
MILLIE (laughing with joy): I did
it!
SAM: Oh!
MILLIE (reading her grades):
“Satisfactory, satisfactory, excellent and satisfactory!”
SAM: Oh…wonderful! What was the “excellent” for?
MILLIE: Neatness…
SAM (laughing): That’s great,
Millie…I’m proud of you… (He gives her a peck on the cheek)
MILLIE: Oh, thank you! You want to hire me?
SAM: Well…I sure would, if I needed
a secretary…yeah…that’s…that’s going to be your main problem—I mean, who in
Mayberry needs a secretary?
Yes, at first glance it would appear that Millicent hasn’t
completely thought through this change of vocation …but the college has
referred her to an employment agency in Siler City, who will send her out on
prospective jobs (despite Sam’s disappointment that her future job may be in
Siler City). The “Ajax Employment
Agency” sends our newly-minted administrative assistant to the company run by
this man:
Couch potatoes will have little difficulty recognizing this
character actor: he’s Ted Gehring, a hard-working thesp whose television resume
includes appearances on favorites like
The Fugitive,
Gunsmoke and
The
Rockford Files (just to name a few) but might be remembered by TV fans
as “Ebenezer Sprague” on
Little House on the Prairie and
“Brady York” on
Dallas. His most
prominent boob tube gig was as Charlie, one of the regulars at Mel’s Diner on
the sitcom
Alice. Since his character is identified in this
episode only as “First Employer,” I have decided to dub him “Sprague” in honor
of his
Little House role…because, once again, it’s my blog.
SPRAGUE: Well, uh…just how much experience have you had in the…hydraulic
equipment business?
MILLIE: Well…uh…none actually…uh,
you see…what I do is type, take shorthand…
SPRAGUE: Uh…Miss…I need a girl with
a hydraulic background…do you know
anything in the world about hydraulics?
“No…but I can sprinkle jimmies on cupcakes like a house on
fire!” Despite her eagerness to learn
the hydraulics bidness, Sprague is unimpressed with Millie’s lack of experience
and so he sends her on her way, adding insult to injury by yelling out the door
he’s ushering her: “Next!”
I’ve talked here on the blog in the past about how these
R.F.D.
episodes are subject to a sort of vasectomy for syndication—during their
original network airing, the series only had to please one sponsor (General
Foods) and as such ran episodes that were of a twenty-five minute length. But in the wide, wide world of syndication
the goal is to cram in as many commercials as you can—so because of this, the
company that syndicates the show often makes painful snips in the program’s
content. “Millie, the Secretary”
features one of the most glaring examples of this: both the IMDb and the end
credits of this episode mention that OTR veteran Olan Soulé plays a “Second
Employer”—but in the copy I have, there is simply a dissolve to the “Third
Employer” (played by character great Milton Parsons, whose films include
Edison, the Man,
Dick Tracy vs. Cueball and
The
Haunted Palace), who greets Millie as she enters his office with “Miss
Swanson—did they instruct you in the use of legal bonds at school?” (Millie then says “Goodbye” and heads back
out the door.) Needless to say, I was
disappointed that Olan’s participation ended up on the cutting room floor; my
many Twitter followers (both of you) are well aware of
my propensity to give Mr. Soulé a shout-out whenever I see him on a TV rerun.
MILLIE: Oh, it’s just no use…I’ll never get a job…
SAM: Well, you just have to keep at
it, Millie…
MILLIE: It’s impossible! They won’t hire
you unless you have experience, and
where are you going to get experience if you don’t have a job?
SAM: Hmm…good question…
MILLIE: Oh…all that money for a
secretarial course…and my career is finished
even before it begins!
SAM: Oh…it’s not the end of the world,
Mill…
Perfect, Sam. Just
the way Sheriff Taylor would have handled it.
Well, Sam’s words of wisdom (I said sarcastically) are interrupted by
the ring of the telephone, and Sam passes it off to Millie (she explains she told
Old Lady Boysinger she’d be there in case anyone called)…
MILLIE (on the phone): Hello? Yes…oh, really? (To Sam) They’ve got another interview for
me…
SAM: Oh…
MILLIE (back to the phone): A-A-And
you don’t need experience? Oh, great!
(To Sam) Would you write this down, Sam?
SAM (grabbing a pad and pencil):
Yeah…mm-hmm…
MILLIE: “Magazines Incorporated…”
And the scene shifts to that very organization, located in
the heart of
Siler City. A seedy-looking man approaches the painter
putting the last touches on the door, then goes through and crosses over to
another door at a back office, where he knocks impatiently. A seedier-looking man sitting at a bank of
telephones gets up from his desk and presses a button on an adjacent desk,
which operates a buzzer that opens the back office door.
So here’s a close-up of the two men in the office. I know what you’re thinking: “I’ve seen these
two guys before!” Actors Herbie Faye
(Corporal Fender on
The Phil Silvers Show) and Lewis Charles (Lou on
The
Feather and Father Gang) played ex-convicts hired by Sam to work his
farm (snicker) in the
R.F.D. episode
“Help on the Farm.” So it’s kind of fitting that
they’ve been reunited for this outing—you can even use your imagination and
suggest that the reason why their names are different (Faye plays “Marty” while
Charles answers to “Frank”) is because people in their line of work resort to a
lot of aliases and it’s just possible they may be the same guys. Both actors played their share of two-bit
hoods on
The Andy Griffith Show and
Gomer Pyle, U.S.M.C., two sitcoms
that suggested untrustworthy individuals lie in wait around every corner to
prey on innocent people; one
TAGS outing on which Faye appeared,
“Aunt Bee Takes a Job” (12/06/65), mimics the plot of “Secretary” in that
Beatrice “Aunt Bee” Taylor (Frances Bavier) goes to work for a printing shop
run by crooks.
MARTY (on the telephone):
Fine…yeah…we’re at 424 Main Street…Siler City…it’s the same action…well, the
heat was on the other place and before it was too late, we…made a move…oh, I
don’t know…maybe we’ll hang around a month and then we’ll see…look, Charlie…I…I
gotta make a lot of phone calls…and…uh…I just wanted to let you know where
we’re at…oh, sure…whaddya want? Ten on
Flying Fox in the third to win…you got a bet… (He hangs up)
FRANK: I was over at the
agency—they’re sendin’ some kid over…
MARTY: I still can’t figure out why
you want to take a chance on some chick we don’t know!
FRANK: Because the chicks we do know…don’t look like no secretaries! They look like exactly what they are…hookers!
I did kind of chuckle at that.
MARTY: So what’s the difference?
FRANK: We need a front…we need some respectable-lookin’
chick out there to keep the insurance salesmen away…there’s a lot of traffic
that goes through a building like this…
Which is why you gentlemen should be renting space in the
Bradley
Building—the hideout of the bad
guys in the serial
The Green Hornet
(currently being covered here on
Serial Saturdays) and
The Phantom Creeps (at
She Blogged by Night). Just a thought. The two men hear someone in the outer office,
and so they venture out to find Millie waiting to be interviewed for the
position.
MILLIE: Hi…how do you do? I’m Millie Swanson…the agency sent me… (She
fumbles in her purse for a card, and presents it to Marty)
FRANK: Oh…secretary, huh?
MILLIE: Yes…
FRANK: Well…uh…sit down then! (He motions her toward a chair)
Marty helps his partner out by grabbing a chair and
positioning in front of a desk, where Frank sits down after Millie is seated. Marty grabs a chair as well, then nervously
hands Millie’s card to Frank, who in turn passes it back to Millie.
MARTY: Well, uh…naturally we want
to interview you…
MILLIE: Uh-huh…of course…
MARTY: Uh…er…first, uh…your name is
Millie Swanson?
MILLIE: That’s right…
MARTY: Uh-huh…and…you’re a
secretary?
MILLIE: Yes…
MARTY:
Er…good…now…um…er…uh…um….well, Frank—can you think of anything else to
interview?
FRANK: Well, uh…you’d be sort of
like a receptionist here…uh…Mr.
Parker and I are gonna be very busy in the back room sellin’ magazine
subscriptions over the phone…if you want the job, it pays seventy-five bucks a
week and you can start tomorrow!
“Oh! Do I want this!”
Millie says excitedly. She tells Marty
and Frank that she’ll see them in the morning, and as she exits the office does
a quick comic “duck-and-dodge” bit with the door painter. So let’s grab a General Foods break.
Back from commercial, an exuberant Millie is relating the
news of her new job to Sam and Howard in the city council office.
MILLIE: …so I started today at
seventy-five dollars a week, Howard…
HOWARD: Well, I certainly want to
offer my felicitations, Millie…
MILLIE: Thanks…thanks… (She laughs)
HOWARD: What sort of job is it?
MILLIE: Oh, it’s primarily a
receptionist…a lot of people come in the office that they don’t have time to
see and I tell them very politely that they’re too busy…
HOWARD: Uh-huh…
SAM: She has two bosses, you know…
HOWARD: Really?
MILLIE: Yes, they’re very nice and
very considerate…
HOWARD: Well, I imagine being in
the magazine business they’re the intellectual type, huh?
MILLIE: Well, I-I-I wouldn’t say
that…they’re actually salesmen…they
sell over the telephone…
HOWARD: Oh…
Tough break, Howard.
I guess “Tuesdays with Goober” will continue.
SAM: How are you coming along with
your typing and shorthand?
MILLIE: Well, I’m just doing typing
so far…they gave me a telephone book, uh, of the whole area, and I have to make
a list of all the names…right now I’m making a list of all the people in Siler
City…and when I’ve finished that in a couple of weeks, I start on all the
people in Pokesville and then Warrentown…
(Both Sam and Howard give her a
puzzled look)
SAM: Why do they have you do that?
MILLIE: Sam, I’m not going to ask why on my first day!
SAM: Oh…no…of course not…
MILLIE: Well, I’m not going to stop
just being a secretary…I’m going to work very hard and be conscientious…oh, and
learn the business…
SAM: That’s great, Mill…
MILLIE: I just know I’m going to
end up someplace!
Do the words “
Camp
Cupcake” ring a bell? Well, in the next scene, Marty and Frank are
putting in another nine-to-five laying bets when Frank hears a knock on the
back office door…he goes over to answer it, and finds Millie waiting for him—so
he carefully closes the door so she can’t detect what’s going on.
MILLIE: Hi…I finished with the A’s
and was just wondering if you’d like them or should I just hold them…?
FRANK: Uh…w-w-well, you’d better
just hold them…uh…file ‘em under the
A’s!
MILLIE: All right…I’ll start on the
B’s right away…but…well, I do wish there was some way I could be of more help
to you…
FRANK: Oh…well, you see…this is
sort of a two-man operation!
Millie nods assent, and sits back down at her desk…then
Frank raps on the door, and re-enters the back office when Marty presses the buzzer. Wiping his brow, he walks over to Marty’s
desk, where his partner stares at him.
FRANK: That chick’s getting’ itchy…
MARTY: What?
FRANK: She wants to help us…we gotta find something else for
her to do before she gets too nosy!
MARTY: Like what?
FRANK: How do I know? What do guys do in the magazine business?
MARTY: I don’t know…I guess they
write letters or somethin’…
FRANK: That’s a start, anyway…go on
out there and dictate a letter…
MARTY: Me? What kind of a letter?
FRANK: How do I know?!! Just go on out there and dictate and feel
your way along…
Done, sold, Bob’s your uncle!
MILLIE: Hi!
MARTY: Uh…er…I…I wanna dictate a
letter…
MILLIE: Oh…oh! Well, certainly! (She reaches into the desk for her steno pad
and a pencil)
MARTY: Uh…lemme see now…uh…you can
start by puttin’ the date up there in the corner…uh…”International American
Magazine Company…uh…Cleveland, Illinois…uh…Gentlemen…”
MILLIE: Uh…that’s…that’s Ohio…
MARTY: Oh…yeah…yeah…I was thinkin’
of Chicago…
MILLIE (giggling): Oh…
MARTY: Uh…now for the letter
part…uh…”Gentlemen…we regret to say that we haven’t been able to sell
subscriptions to the magazines you…uh…put out…because business has been very
slow, and…uh…and…we…uh…we are not able to get out of the gate…”
Learning of the downturn at the company for which she works
causes our heroine some concern, and in a scene shift she can be seen
discussing the problem with Sam, Howard and Emmett (but no Goober—even though
the always reliable IMDb credits him with being in this episode). Emmett, Sam and Howard are munching on boxes
of popcorn, which suggests the four of them have just caught the latest double
feature at the Mayberry Film Festival.
MILLIE: Mm…it was all in the
letter…
EMMETT: Well…maybe it’s just temporary…take the fix-it business—it’s
either feast or famine…right now it’s a famine…
A nice chuckle moment.
MILLIE: I wish I could help out in
some way…
HOWARD: What, you mean by getting
some subscriptions?
SAM: A few subscriptions wouldn’t
help that much…
MILLIE (brightening): Oh! Why wouldn’t
they? You know, every little bit helps…
HOWARD: Well, Sam—you know I’m
always a firm believer in helping the small businessman…
“That’s why I patronize that Mom-and-Pop adult bookstore
over in Weaverville as opposed to your bigger chain outlets…”
MILLIE: Yeah! How about some subscriptions, fellas? Howard?
HOWARD: Well…I already get Poetry Gems Digest and The Bird Fanciers’ Guide to the North
Carolina Woods, but…well, I might be interested in a newsmagazine or
something political…I’ll let you know…
“They have an introductory subscription to Dull Weekly at half-price…I’ll
mark you down for that…”
MILLIE: Thanks! Sam?
SAM: Oh no, Millie…we already get
about five magazines…
“Buttman…Leg Show…Juggs…”
MILLIE: Oh, and you can get another
one…maybe for Mike…
“Who do you think bought
the subscriptions to Buttman…Leg Show…Juggs…”
MILLIE: Emmett?
EMMETT: Well, I’ll think of somethin’…
“Is Housewives’
Vibrator Monthly still publishing?”
MILLIE: Oh…thanks! Sam…will you find out what everybody wants,
collect the money and then…uh…bring the subscriptions over to the office
tomorrow?
SAM: In Siler City?
MILLIE: Of course!
SAM: Oh no, Millie…I’ll give ‘em to
you tomorrow night…
MILLIE: Oh, please Sam…
SAM: …I’m a working man, Millie…I can’t…
Sam, you know better than that. Millie isn’t dumb enough to buy that excuse.
MILLIE: Oh, please…I want to turn
them in tomorrow…
SAM: Look, Millie—I can’t…
MILLIE: Oh, thanks, Sam…
SAM: I…
Realizing that if he doesn’t capitulate to Millie’s demands
he really will be a working man, Sam agrees to run the subscriptions over to
“Magazines, Incorporated”…and in the next scene is seen entering the office of
the company.
SAM (handing Millie the
subscriptions): Hi…here…
MILLIE (turning away from her
typing): Oh! Hi!
SAM: There’s the subscriptions, and
there’s the money…
MILLIE: Oh! Oh, Sam—this is so sweet of you to do this…
SAM: Yeah…darn sweet if you ask
me…I gotta get back to the farm, Millie…
I’ll say this for Sam.
He’s consistent, crappy excuse-wise.
MILLIE: Oh no, Sam…you give it to
them…please?
SAM: No, Millie…I don’t have time…
MILLIE: Please?
SAM: I’ve got to get back to the…
(His voice trails off as Millie picks up the phone and buzzes Frank and Marty
in the next room)
“I don’t want to miss Goober’s attempt to break the world
record for stuffing marshmallows in his mouth!
While Frank is taking down bets, Marty has a quick and terse
conversation with Millie.
MARTY: She’s got some guy out there
who wants to give us some magazine
subscriptions…
FRANK (throwing down a pencil in
disgust): Oh, why doesn’t she mind her own business…
So the two bookmakers go out into the outer office, where
Millie introduces them to Sam as “Mr. Wayne” (Marty) and “Mr. Parker”
(Frank). Since Sam doesn’t immediately
say: “Hey…didn’t you two guys work for me on my pretend farm a year or so
back?” it’s safe to assume that these are two entirely different characters.
FRANK: Well…we appreciate you
wantin’ to give us some subscriptions, but…uh…we kinda ran out of order blanks,
and we decided to cool it for a
while…
MILLIE: Oh!
FRANK: See ya!
MILLIE: Well, I-I-I’ll go out and
get some order blanks if you’ll tell me where to go…
“Ooh…wouldn’t I like to tell you where to go…”
MARTY: No no no…thanks…some other
time, huh?
SAM: Now, wait a minute…wait a minute…I drove all the way over
here from Mayberry with this
stuff…well…you might as well take ‘em…
FRANK: Okay…whaddya got?
SAM: Well…uh…Howard Sprague wants a
magazine called Modern Art Forms
and…uh…Emmett Clark…
FRANK: Okay…okay…look…we’ll take
care of it…
SAM: Here’s the money…here…you can
just…mail me a receipt…
FRANK: Sure…sure…we’ll mail you a
receipt…
SAM: Yeah…
MARTY: Thanks!
SAM: You bet…
MARTY: Goodbye!
The two bookies duck back into their office, smiling at Sam
and Millie as they do so.
MILLIE: Honestly, Sam—don’t you
feel good about helping?
SAM: Not particularly…I mean, the
way they acted you’d think they’re doing me a favor…
Sam does not get to finish his thought…for he is interrupted
by the arrival of two plainclothes cops, one played by one of the deans of
character acting, Richard X. Slattery.
To list all of Slattery’s credits would take a lifetime, but he’s best
known for regular gigs on such series as
The Gallant Men,
Mister
Roberts (the TV version) and
C.P.O Sharkey (
TAGS fans will also
recognize him as Captain Dewhurst, Barney Fife’s superior officer in two of the
Don Knotts guest appearance shows).
Slattery’s character answers to “Detective Carter,” and is accompanied
by “Barton,” played by William Henry (though he’s billed as…well, Bill). This is Henry’s second go-round on
R.F.D.
(he played concerned parent Mr. Wilkerson in the episode
“Driver Education”);
he’s best known for his turns in films such as
The Thin Man (as Gilbert Wynant),
China Seas and
Tarzan
Escapes.
CARTER (knocking on the back office
door): All right, this is Detective Carter…come on out, Frank…Marty…now come on
out, I know you’re in there…
(The door opens, and Frank &
Marty sheepishly walk out into the main office)
MARTY: Who talked?
CARTER: Let’s go…
FRANK: You got no evidence! We’re in the magazine business, just like it
says on the door!
CARTER: Not according to those
telephone tapes we’ve got…
BARTON (indicating Sam and Millie):
You, too…let’s go…
MILLIE: Oh…now wait a minute…
MARTY: They know nothin’ about
it…they’re clean…
CARTER: We’ll check that out down
at the station…come on…
(Barton escorts Marty and Frank out
of the office)
SAM: Now…hold it…hold
it…listen…there’s something you should know…I happen to be head of the Mayberry
city council…
CARTER: Well, the Mayberry city
council! I’m certainly thrilled to hear that…let’s go…
MILLIE: We don’t know what this is
all about!
CARTER: Well, that’s possible,
miss…but we’d like you to cooperate anyhow…
MILLIE: Well…are we being arrested?
CARTER: Not exactly…but would you
come along now?
To say that Sam is taking all of this with his
characteristically good (if bland) humor would be a big fat whopper—he’s irked
at Millie that she’s gotten him involved in all of this. I’d also like to be able to tell you that the
two of them wind up behind bars and that Mayberry R.F.D. takes a new
direction in its third season but as I have stated on the blog so often
before…we simply aren’t that lucky.
CARTER (after getting off the
phone): Well, your stories check out all right…sorry about this, Miss
Swanson…Mr. Jones…but obviously we have to find out who’s involved in these
things…
MILLIE: We understand…
BARTON (who’s entered with Marty
and Frank; he hands Carter a folder containing paperwork): They’re all booked…
CARTER (to a uniformed cop standing
behind them): All right, put them away…
FRANK: I’m sorry we gotcha mixed up
in this, Miss Swanson…but it wasn’t supposed to be like this…
MARTY: Yeah, and if we need a
secretary again in a couple of years you’ll be the first one we’ll call!
MILLIE (with little enthusiasm):
Thanks a lot…
I’ll say this for Marty and Frank. They are gentlemen of the first water. When the police move in, they simply throw up
their hands and observe “It’s a fair cop,” rarely engaging in any kind of messy
shoot-outs or resorting to hostage situations.
They’re a credit to the crook profession.
CARTER: Miss Swanson…I…don’t
misunderstand me, I’m not suggesting
anything but…during the time you worked for them, didn’t you notice anything at all suspicious about their
activities?
MILLIE (flustered): Well…no…I…
SAM: I can’t understand that
either, Millie…really…you work for a couple of guys for almost a week and you
have no idea that they’re bookies?
MILLIE (defensively): Well, how was
I supposed to know?
SAM: Didn’t you see anything that made you a little bit
suspicious?
MILLIE: They did everything in the back room! I don’t have X-ray eyes!
“Who the hell do you think I am, farmer boy—Ray Milland?”
SAM: It seems to me that if you
were as sharp a secretary as you say
you are…
MILLIE: I am a sharp secretary!
Before this can completely turn into an endless “Millie is a
ditz” roundelay, Detective Carter brings up an important point:
CARTER: Mr. Jones…you say you gave
them these subscriptions and they didn’t have any order blanks…
SAM: That’s right…they ran out of
them…
CARTER (scoffing): Didn’t that seem
strange to you? Selling subscriptions and no order blanks?
SAM: Well…uh…
CARTER: You gave them the
subscriptions…
MILLIE (nodding): Hmm…
CARTER: …doesn’t sound too sharp to
me, either…
MILLIE: That sounds real stupid if
you ask me…
Check and mate, sod buster!
Well, having established that both of them are idiots (something that
really doesn’t come as too much a surprise), Carter suggests that if they’re
going to engage in any kind of violence that they do so outside the police
station. He’s the agent provocateur in
this whole exchange, and we are all the richer for it.
I’m going to breeze through the coda this week because it’s
little more than a rehash of what happened earlier—Sam apologizes to Millie for
being a wanker, Millie asks him what Howard and Emmett said when he told them
about her idiocy, the “who’s stupider” argument flares up again, yadda yadda yadda. As for any change in
Thrilling Days of Yesteryear’s patented Bee-o-Meter™—the fictional
device that measures the number of times Aunt Bee punched a time clock in her
two seasons with the series—it budges nary a nonce: ten show-ups for Season
Deux, and a subtotal of twenty-two appearances for the entire
R.F.D.
series overall. Next week on
Mayberry
Mondays: Aunt Bee’s swan song (no bird pun intended, by the way) in one
of the series’ funniest outings, “The Mynah Bird”—which also wraps up the
second season of the venerated sitcom (it says here).
