Well, after a temporary hiatus of one week where I conducted
an experiment to see what it would feel like to be The Laziest Human Alive,
Thrilling Days of Yesteryear’s own
Mayberry
Mondays returns with a vengeance…and an interesting episode of
R.F.D.
entitled “Mike’s Project.” It’s not a
particularly funny installment (those are few and far between), but it does
offer up some fascinating revelations regarding the learning skills of the son of
poor-but-honest-dirt-farmer-turned-town-council-head Sam Jones (Ken Berry),
affectionately known here at
TDOY as
Mike the Idiot Boy (Buddy Foster). There
will also be some disturbing disclosures about the father of Mike’s loyal lisping sidekick,
Harold Henderson (as played by child pugilist Richard “Fishface” Steele). Yes, we finally learn Harold’s last name in
this one…and sadly, that’s more information than we needed.
The episode opens with an establishing shot of
Mayberry
Elementary School, and inside the
building, the future minds of tomorrow are being molded by Miss Pringle, a
schoolteacher played by OTR veteran Alice Backes. This is
Alice’s
second appearance on the show; she previously played a schoolteacher (only her
last name was “Fawcett”) in
“Goober’s New Gas Station.” Miss Pringle, we can only guess, is new to
the education biz in that she has invited a “distinguished” guest speaker to
lecture before her students…and that speaker is pedantic county clerk Howard
Sprague (Jack Dodson). (This is why I
have speculated that Miss Pringle is a new teacher…an assumption that will
later prove to be incorrect.) Howard, a
member of the school board—and pretty much every other freakin’ committee in
that burg—is here to speak to the soon-to-be nodding-off heads about Mayberry
Elementary’s “Open House.”
HOWARD: It’s always a pleasure to
get out into the classroom and meet the new students…I…I
can remember what a thrill it was when a member of the board came to my
class…if he talked long enough, we always got out of spelling or something…
The kids politely titter at this, but the expression on Miss
Pringle’s face would seem to suggest “Mmmmm…
bomb-o!”
HOWARD: Well…as Miss Pringle
indicated, I’m here to emphasize…just…how important the projects are that
you’ll be making for display at next week’s Open House…
With Howard’s statement, we learn that one of Miss Pringle’s
charges has apparently not been paying attention in class. “We have to make
projects?” hisses Harold at Mike.
“Sure we do,” responds Mike to his ADHD chum. “All about the Wild West. Where were you?”
Mike’s last comment earns him a rebuke from Miss Pringle in
the form of a pencil tapping and a sharply worded “Children…” Then Howard continues the love affair with
his own voice.
HOWARD: The…uh…American West was a
very significant part of our culture…and the reason we encourage the making of
these projects is because…we learn
from the research we do and we learn
when we build things from our hands…what you’ll be making in the next few days
will…stay with your for the rest of your lives…
Not satisfied that the classroom is now in a deep sleep,
Howard begins to drone on about how he made a replica of the Great Pyramid when
he was but a mere tad. “Four thousand,
two hundred and eighty-three sugar cubes,” he beams proudly. This prompts a funny reaction from Miss
Pringle, who’s probably realized that that…
is a lot of acid. “Well,” Howard continues, bringing it on home,
“all I can say, boys and girls, is do your best. The eyes of Mayberry will be upon you.” (“All the live long days…”)
As Miss Pringle politely applauds Howard’s spiel, she is
careful to mention to the class that “there will be no prizes given…however—a
little blue ribbon will be given for the best
entry.” (Way to motivate, teach!) She thanks Howard, and as she’s rushing him
out of the classroom Howard stops: “By
the way…if the class would like to see
it, I still have my pyramid.” It’s
positively astonishing that Howard has remained a bachelor all these years.
A scene dissolve finds Howard and Sam walking down
Mayberry’s main thoroughfare, with Howard heading back to his office for
another riveting day of government busywork.
HOWARD: …then you should have seen
their little faces light up when I told them about my pyramid…
Every episode…one laugh-out-loud moment (and this one gets
extra points for the sexual innuendo).
As Sam and Howard reach the outside entrance to the county clerk office,
a man with a camera steps out and greets the two of them. (I only hope he doesn’t want to take a picture
of Howard’s pyramid.)
HOWARD: Gonna be taking some
pictures, huh?
BRIAN: Oh, you better believe
it! At the Open House! You know what that kid of mine is
building? A real western fort!
HOWARD: Harold’s building a whole fort?
BRIAN: Not only building it…but researching it,
designing it—the whole ball of wax!
As you’ve no doubt gleaned from this conversation, the guy
with the camera (and cigar) is Brian Henderson, father of little Harold. The above screen capture is from a later
scene in the show; I used it so you could get a better look at the actor,
William “Bill” Mims. Mims was an
all-purpose utility player whose regular TV gigs were pretty few; he turned up
in a few installments of
The Life and Legend of Wyatt Earp as
a newspaper editor named Dameron, and also had brief semi-regular stints on
shows like
The Long Hot Summer,
The Beverly Hillbillies and
Petticoat
Junction. I seem to remember
Mims best for a lot of show-ups on TV westerns (he guested several times on
Lawman),
notably
Wagon Train,
Tales of Wells Fargo,
Cheyenne,
Have
Gun – Will Travel and
The Virginian. (
My learned colleague Dr. Tobias O’Brien remembers that Mims played the Governor of California in the classic
Wild
Wild West episode, “The Night the Wizard Shook the Earth.”) Among Bill’s feature film appearances:
Sanctuary,
Wild in the Country,
The
Children’s Hour,
Lonely are the
Brave and the ever-popular
The Day
Mars Invaded Earth. Mims passed away
in 1991.
HOWARD: Well!
BRIAN: It oughta knock their eyes
out! Sam…isn’t Mike gonna enter a
project?
SAM: Ah…yeah…yeah…sure…
BRIAN: Ah…what he’s making?
SAM (awkward pause): Oh…ah…oh,
he’s…uh…it’s a…it’s a… (He mumbles some word)
BRIAN: I beg your pardon?
SAM: What?
BRIAN: I mean…I didn’t understand
you…uh…what did you say Mike was making?
SAM: Uh…a teepee… (He looks embarrassed)
BRIAN (laughing): Teepee, huh? Well, you know…to build a fort…well, that
takes a lot of ingenuity…well, that’s Harold…takes after his old man…you know
what I mean?
SAM: Yeah…I know what you mean…
I believe the word Sam is ransacking his vocabulary for is
“wanker.” Well, Brian has other people
to annoy, and so he takes his leave of Howard and Sam. So before we continue on, let us examine the
mystery of this…Brian Henderson. If this…Brian Henderson is Harold’s
father…then who is this guy?
This actor, James McCallion, played Harold’s pop in the
first season
R.F.D. episode
“The Camper.” If we apply the rules established by the aforementioned Dr. O’Brien on
his blog, we clearly have a problem here.
I have two theories on this—the first is that shortly after the events
in “The Camper,” Mr. Henderson suffered major disfiguration in an industrial
accident and required intensive plastic surgery…which is why he looks so
radically different now. But although
“Camper” only features
Henderson
briefly, his demeanor is not that of the
Henderson
in this episode: brash and obnoxious.
(Unless that accident produced a personality change as well.)
So my second theory is that the Mr. Henderson featured in
“The Camper” is actually Harold’s step dad.
Originally it made more sense for him to be the real dad since he
appeared first, but as the “Project” dad tells Sam and Howard, Harold “takes
after his old man.” And having witnessed
Harold in several installments of R.F.D., it’s patently obvious that
the kid can be a real unlikable buttmunch.
So I hereby declare the Brian Henderson of “Project” to be the one and
only true dad of Harold. (Besides, in
“Camper” he’s identified only as “Father.”)
But enough of this folderol.
The scene shifts to outside stately Jones Manor, where Sam is trying to
repair his truck, ably assisted by village idiot Goober Pyle (George
Lindsey). Mike the Idiot Boy emerges
from the house, carrying a homemade teepee.
GOOBER: Hey, Mike—whatcha got
there?
MIKE: My teepee for the Open
House…I thought I’d let ‘er sit out here to dry…
SAM: Yeah…well…put it right there…
(Goober moves some tools off the
top of a barrel next to the truck, and Mike puts the teepee down on top of it)
SAM: Wow! (He chuckles)
MIKE: Well? Whaddya think of it?
SAM: Oh…gee…that’s…that’s really
nice, Mike! That’s really nice…he made
that all by himself, Goob—isn’t that something?
GOOBER (without enthusiasm):
Yeah…it sure is…
(Sam gets ready to say something to
Goober, and then spots Harold in the distance)
SAM: Oh…there’s Harold! Hi, Harold!
MIKE: Hi, Harold!
(As Mike walks over to greet his
friend, Sam turns back to Goober for a stare down)
SAM: You could have hurt his feelings…
GOOBER: Well, I didn’t mean to…
SAM: Well…
GOOBER: Well…I guess it’ll be all
right when he’s got it finished maybe…
SAM: He is finished…
Yes, I did snicker at the implications of this. (“It’s not going to get any better, Goob…”)
GOOBER: You’re kiddin’! (Sam gives him a
look) Aww…I see…then you step in and put it into shape…
SAM (shaking his head): No…
GOOBER: Well…then you…rework it a little...
SAM (still in the negative): No!
GOOBER: Then you’re not gonna help
the boy at all?
SAM: Of course not! This is Mike’s
project! He’s got to…rise or fall on his
own!
GOOBER (gulping): What’d the boy
do?
SAM: Whaddya mean, what’d the boy
do?
GOOBER: Well he musta done
something pretty bad to get you this mad
at him…
SAM: I’m not mad at him!
GOOBER: Well, you must be or you
wouldn’t let him go to Open House with a piece of junk like this!
There’s a lot of irony in this next exchange, seeing as how
Goober, Mayberry’s resident Manchild, is lecturing Sam on his parenting skills.
SAM: It’s not a piece of junk! Where
did you learn about teepees, anyway?
GOOBER: Well, in comic books—that’s where! And I’ll tell you one thing—you wouldn’t
catch Tonto squattin’ around a thing
like this…do you know what happens to kids whose daddies don’t help ‘em
out? Well, they turn rotten…they go to California and play gi-tars!
SAM: Well, I don’t reason
that…look—I want Mike to learn to be self-reliant…now, by not helping him with
this teepee, I’ll be helping him…ten years from now!
GOOBER: Well, if he’s still makin’
teepees ten years from now…he’s in trouble…
And the over/under says he probably will. Finally Goober gives up. “Okay…okay,” he says to Sam. “If you want him to take this in and get
laughed out of school…” As Goober heads
for his own truck, he stops and gives Mike a reassuring pat on his shoulder.
“So long, Mike. I’m
sorry,” observes Goober sadly. (As are
we all.) Mike then brings Harold over to
show off his project, and you would think that after the events in
“Mike’s Birthday Party”—where Harold turns up his nose at a bunch of cheap party prizes
purchased to celebrate Idiot Boy’s natal anniversary—he would know not to
expect Harold to be too impressed with his handiwork.
HAROLD: Is that the whole thing?
MIKE: Uh-huh…
HAROLD: Sure is little…
MIKE: Nobody said it had to be big…
HAROLD: You should see my fort!
It’s gonna be a lot bigger than that!
I just wanted to take a quick second to point out that
Harold’s hair is starting to get a little shaggy. Wise up, you little hippie—this is Mayberry,
not Haight-Asbury.
MIKE: Forts are supposed to be a lot bigger than
teepees…
HAROLD: It’s gonna have a
flagpole! And a real gate that opens and
everything!
“And a cannon that fires, knocking down a guard turret!”
MIKE: Gee…that must be hard to
make…
HAROLD: Of course it is! But my pa says I got a knack with tools…
Or he could have meant that his kid is a tool. But Harold has
tipped his hand here, and Sam is all ready to call bullsh*t…
SAM: Uh…is your pa…helping you, Harold?
HAROLD: Uh uh… (Pause) Well, he
says I’m practically doing it all by
myself…
SAM: I see…
HAROLD: Wait till you see my
fort! It’s gonna be one-sixteenth scale!
SAM: You’re making it to scale?
MIKE: What’s that mean?
HAROLD: Well…it means… (Pause) My
pa explained it to me…but I forgot…
And with that, Harold has more work to do on his fort,
utilizing his mad skillz with tools. But
he offers the same words of consolation as Goober: “Don’t worry about the
teepee, Mike—they’re not giving prizes away anyway.” Man…when two characters with lower SATs than
your son start dissing his schoolwork, you know you’ve hit rock bottom.
MIKE: Pa…what do you really think
of it?
SAM: Uh…it’s…it’s very nice, Mike…really…
MIKE: Well…what would you think of
it if I were just a plain kid? Instead
of someone you love?
“I’d say I hope you get special supervision in shop
class.” Okay, Sam really doesn’t say
that…but in a scene shift, we find him perusing the Pulitzer Prize-winning Mayberry Gazette as his cousin
Alice (Alice Ghostley), chief cook and bottle washer at Jones Farms, sits at
the dining room table in the background, snapping beans.
ALICE: Emily Jackson says there’s a light in Harold’s father’s
garage every evening…
SAM: Mm-hmm…
“Emily Jackson has best put that telescope away or she’s
gonna get a visit from Deputy Sheriff Pyle…”
ALICE: That’s where he has his workbench, you know…
SAM (a bit steamed): Alice, I don’t care where he has his
workbench! If Harold’s father is helping
him, that’s his business! He’s Harold’s father…I’m Mike’s father, and my concern is for Mike…
ALICE: Uh-huh…
SAM (after a pause while he rattles
his newspaper): I mean…my concern is for his character…not whether his…teepee
is better than some…dumb fort…
ALICE (nodding): Uh-huh…
SAM: If Harold’s father wants to
set that kind of example, it’s up to him—he can build the whole fort, for all I care!
Alice continues to nod dutifully, but it’s as if Aunt Bee
never went back to West Virginia—Alice has planted a seed of doubt in Sam’s
mind (and that’s probably the only thing that’s growing on that alleged farm)
and so Sam gets up from the couch to announce he’s going for a walk. “He lives on Spruce
Street,” Alice
reminds Sam as he grabs his jacket.
“I know where he
lives…I’m just going to take a little walk,” Sam replies. And as sitcom would have it, he ends up at
the Spruce Street residence of the Hendersons…where we find father Brian and
son Harold working hard on their one-sixteenth scale fort.
HAROLD: Pop…shouldn’t I be doing that?
BRIAN: Whuh…what are you talking
about? You’re doing the important stuff!
HAROLD: I am?
BRIAN: Well, sure! You put the glue on, didn’t ya?
“And that glue isn’t going to sniff itself, you know!”
HAROLD: Well…yeah….
BRIAN: Well, if it wasn’t for the
glue the whole thing would fall
apart!
Outside the secret laboratory where Project One-Sixteenth
Scale is being conducted, Sam begins to stealthily make his way toward the
garage. He stands outside the door, as
if getting ready to eavesdrop…and then he pauses as if to reconsider how
childish this all is. But then he hears
the unmistakable sound of a power drill, and knows in his very heart of hearts
that Brian Henderson, Esq. would not allow a kid like Harold access to power
tools unless he had suddenly become insane, so it’s only his proper duty to
investigate. He enters…the workbench
room:
HAROLD: Oh—hi, Mr. Jones!
SAM: Hello, Harold…Brian…
(Brian turns off the drill and then
hides it behind his back)
BRIAN: Hi…hi, Sam…what…what can I
do for you?
SAM: Oh…uh…nothing…I was
just…looking by, and…er…walking by…I
thought I’d stop in and say hello…gee…this…must be your project…huh,
Harold? Looks great!
HAROLD: Thanks!
SAM: You…uh… (He sneaks a look at
what’s behind Brian’s back) You’re not helping
him…are you, Brian?
BRIAN: Well…no…no no no…I was just supervising…I…I…I got the…uh…drill down
for him, that’s all…
SAM: Uh-huh…
BRIAN (placing the drill on the
bench): Here you are, son…
HAROLD: Gee, Pa…you told me never to touch your power tools!
BRIAN: That’s right! (He pulls the drill away) Never touch the
power tools…you can…you can use the hand
drill later on…
Though you would think that a man who hangs out with idiot
friends on a weekly basis might himself become an idiot over time…Sam has
managed to avoid that trap. He’s not
buying any of this.
HAROLD: Look, Mr. Jones! (He moves a piece of the fort) The gate really
works!
SAM: Say…that’s…that’s something,
all right…looks like a real…professional
job!
BRIAN: Thank you very much! (Correcting himself) I mean…well…I…I’m very
proud when anybody compliments my…my son’s talents!
HAROLD: I’ll bet it’ll be the best
project at the Open House!
BRIAN: Harold, I…I’ve told you a
hundred times—it’s not important who
has the best project…the important thing is that you did your best…isn’t that right, Sam?
SAM: Oh, yeah…right…right…
HAROLD: I put on all the glue!
BRIAN: Yes…and…and everything else,
too!
Well, Sam has grown weary of watching Brian uncomfortably
tell fib after fib that he’s not helping his idiot son with his school
project…and so he takes his leave in order to return home and help his idiot son with his school project.
MIKE: Whatcha doin’, Pa?
SAM: Oh, I’m just…looking at your
teepee…
MIKE: It hasn’t fallen down since I
stuffed it full of paper!
“I like cheese!”
SAM: Uh…you know something,
Mike? One thing that I’ve learned in
life…is that your first effort…isn’t always your best effort…now I bet you by now…you’ve got a whole bunch of
ideas…on how you could have made that even
better, huh?
MIKE: Uh-uh…I’m just glad it’s finished!
SAM: Uh…well, yeah…but…uh…I’ll bet
if we put our heads together—we can even improve it!
MIKE: We? I thought I was supposed to use my own ideas…?
SAM: Uh…yeah…yeah…well, I did say
that…but there’s nothing wrong with a father and son talking over a project—is
there?
MIKE: Yeah…but we’d probably think
of something I couldn’t make…
SAM: I could show you how…
MIKE: I thought I was supposed to
build it myself…?
SAM: Well, yeah…yeah…I-I-I said
that, too…uh…but…there’s certainly nothing wrong with a father showing his son
how to use tools—is there?
MIKE: No…but you said…
SAM: I know what I said!
Sam’s hypocritical parenting takes a quick commercial
break…and when the episode returns, the reconstruction of an authentic Hekawi
teepee has started. Mike is holding the
poles of the dwelling while Sam is tying them together, and when Mike asks
whether or not he should be the one doing that Sam starts to channel his inner
Brian Henderson. “You’re doing all the
hard work, Mike…holding the poles and everything.” Sam then tells his son that they’re going to
knock off for dinner, and when Mike leaves he is replaced by Goober, an idiot.
GOOBER: Well…what have we got here?
SAM: It’s…uh…Mike’s teepee…
GOOBER: Mike’s teepee? Boy, it sure has grown—whaddya been feedin’
it? (He playfully smacks Sam on the arm)
SAM (chuckling): Well, uh…he
started it all over again…you know, the boy wasn’t quite satisfied…
GOOBER: Well…that boy sure is doin’
better work this time…
SAM: I’m just…giving him a few pointers, that’s all…
GOOBER: Good! Hey—you know whatcha oughta do now? Jazz it
up! Stick a totem pole in front and…and
a birch bark canoe, and a lake right over there…
SAM: No…
GOOBER: You can fake it with a mirror! It’ll look just like the shores of Gitche
Gumee…
SAM: Will you hold it a minute,
Hiawatha?
Sam continues to lie to himself that he’s not doing the
project for Mike—he’s only “guiding” him.
Goober remains unconvinced, and tells his pal that he just came by to
install a “flutter valve” on Sam’s truck, so Sam tells him to get to work. Goob leaves, and then rushes back in with a
wood log that “will be perfect when you carve your totem pole!” Sam again protests, but when Goober goes back
outside Sam stands the log up near the teepee…and decides that it’s not such a
bad idea.
A scene dissolve finds Mike yelling for Harold over at
Harold’s house, where he invites his smarmy friend out to play some ball.
HAROLD: I thought you had to work
on your teepee!
MIKE: Well, the new one’s almost finished…wait until you see it…it’s ten times as good as the first one…
BRIAN: Oh…you’re making another teepee, Mike?
MIKE: Yeah!
BRIAN: Sam’s helping you…?
MIKE: Uh-uh…Pa says I’m practically
doing it all by myself!
Annnnnd that’s Brian’s cue to mosey on over to Jones Farms
to spy on Project Teepee. Sam is
embarrassed at being caught painting Native American signs on the outside,
particularly when Mike is allegedly doing the work…but that’s not what has
Brian’s undies in a bunch. He’s scornful
of “Mike’s” efforts, saying “A teepee is a teepee—what can you do with it?”
SAM: Now, wait a minute, Brian…wait a minute…these are all authentic Indian signs here…you know…authentic…I resear…M-Mike researched those himself…that’s
sunshine…and that’s rain…and that’s a snake!
BRIAN: Now, Sam…don’t get
upset! I’m not saying your boy doesn’t
have talent! But you know…kids develop at different
rates…Mike will come along…
As you can imagine, I laughed long and hard at that little
pearl o’wisdom. “This teepee is a whole
lot better than that dumb fort!” Sam says angrily.
Brian is livid. “Dumb
fort?!! You obviously haven’t seen it
since the night you came
sneaking
around my garage! You know what Harold’s
got in there now? He has got
twinkling lights in…in the
barracks! It looks just like
real firelight! And a
real
well with
real water!” (“And if you look real close…
there’s the headquarters of O’Rourke
Enterprises!”)
The jig is up: Sam’s not buying that Harold is smart enough
to install electrical lights in his project, and Brian has already witnessed
the paint brush Sam is hiding behind his back.
“I’ll see you at the Open House!” bellows Brian as he exits Sam’s
workplace. As he gets on his bicycle and
starts to pedal off, he warns Alice
to watch what she says: “Sam’s off his feed!”
Sam comes charging out of the shed, so mad he can hardly
spit. “Do you know what he did?
Do you
know what he did?” he badgers
Alice.
Alice has no
idea what the hell is going on.
“What? What?”
“He put twinkle lights
in his barracks!” Sam then decides he
needs to step up his project game. “I’m
going to the lumberyard!”
It’s the night of Open House at Mayberry Elementary. Miss Pringle is complimenting a piece of
Native American pottery designed by a student, who boasts that she made the
colors all by herself by using ground mustard seeds for the yellows, “and my
sister’s eye shadow” for the blues.
(Yes, I chuckled at this.)
“That’s very resourceful, Susan,” Pringle tells the young girl…who is
played in this episode by former child actress Patti Cohoon-Friedman. This is Cohoon-Friedman’s second appearance
on the show—the first was in the aforementioned “Mike’s Birthday Party,” in which her
character’s name was “Cheryl.” But
here’s the freaky part…
…
she’s wearing the
same dress as the earlier episode. Either
the continuity girl went out for a smoke, or Susan/Cheryl is associated with
one of Mayberry’s poorer families, adding a note of melancholy to this dreadful
episode. In another part of the room, a
nondescript man (Bob Beban) chats with Howard, declaring “Say, these kids have
come up with some pretty impressive projects.”
“Yeah, they sure have,” drones Howard. “You know, I remember when I was a kid I made
a replica of the Great Pyramid—out of sugar cubes!” The man Howard is boring to tears then gets a
break because he’s just spotted Harold and Brian bringing in their replica of Fort
Courage…
Harold and his father set the fort down on several tables,
and Miss Pringle is gushing with praise:
ALICE: My goodness, Harold!
That’s certainly impressive!
HAROLD: Wait’ll I plug it in!
BRIAN: No…I…I’ll plug it in, Harold! (He
runs over to the other side and grabs the plug, then makes for the outlet)
PRINGLE: Isn’t that beautiful! (With a sardonic smile) You must have put in
quite a lot of time, Harold…
BRIAN: Well…h-h-he sure did! The kid’s got a real knack for tools!
And speaking of tools—here’s Jones
pere and
fils, with their
simple sculpture entitled “Big Ass Teepee.”
Goober and Mike are helping Sam haul this monstrosity in,
and Goob cracks: “Sam, put it next to that little
log cabin over there…” (He is, of
course, referring to Fort Henderson.)
HOWARD: You mean that…Mike…you…you made that?
MIKE: Well…kinda…
BRIAN (sotto voce, to Sam): You
mean to tell me that Mike made that all
by himself?
SAM: Just as much as Harold made yours…I mean, his…
GOOBER: Turn it on, Mike…
MIKE: Well…maybe we shouldn’t…
GOOBER: Of course you should! (To
the crowd) You ain’t seen nothin’
yet!
Goober goes over to the teepee and, reaching inside,
activates this little handy-dandy feature:
I’d like to be able to say that the teepee then catches fire
and no one in that schoolroom makes it out alive because there’s a mad panic
for the fire doors. But as always…we
simply aren’t that lucky. As the puffs
of smoke continue, an infuriated Brian storms off as Sam displays his best
sh*t-eating grin.
These two actors aren’t mentioned in the credits at the
always reliable IMDb—the man is played by the aforementioned Bob Beban (the guy
who was trying to get away from Howard), and the only credit he has at the site
is an appearance in a 1951 Republic film,
The
Wild Blue Yonder. I’ve not seen the film
(though I am curious to check it out; with a cast including Wendell “Hic!” Corey,
Phil Harris, Walter Brennan, Ruth Donnelly, Richard Erdman and Ken Berry’s
F
Troop co-star Forrest Tucker it certainly sounds worth a watch) so I
can’t confirm it’s the same actor. The
actress playing the woman is Ann Raymond…who has no other credits at the
database.
WOMAN: What do you think of that?
MAN: All I want to know is…who’s
the contractor?
WOMAN: It certainly outshines
Debbie’s headdress…
MAN: Yeah…and Billy’s tom-tom just
went down the tubes…
And as for the impoverished little girl known as Susan? “I stayed up all night making my pottery,”
she says sadly. Hey…that’s what happens
when you wait until the last minute, angel drawers. (Don’t ask me how I know this.)
SAM: Yeah, Mike?
MIKE: Can we go home now? I think I’m getting a stomachache…
SAM: But they’re about to award the
blue ribbon, Mike…
MIKE: I think that’s why I’m getting the stomachache…
The penny has dropped for Sam. He now realizes that he succumbed to a silly
game of one-upsmanship with the loathsome Brian, so he walks over to Miss
Pringle to confess his project sins. But
she blows him off, telling him she’s about to announce the winner of the best
project blue ribbon…
PRINGLE: Everybody…can I have your
attention? Parents? Children?
(She raps her clipboard with her pencil as the kids and their folks fall
into line like obedient sheep.) Thank
you…ladies and gentlemen…I’m sure we’re all pleased
with the projects we’ve seen on display here today for our Open House…and I
think all of our children deserve a round of applause… (Applause) And now it’s time for the Grand Award…
Look at Harold’s dad.
“It’s in the bag, my boy!”
PRINGLE: As you know, the judging
was based on the children’s imagination, ingenuity and execution…the grand
prize…this blue ribbon…goes to Susan McBain, for her homemade Indian pottery!
Mike, decent kid that he is (if incredibly stupid), starts
clapping the loudest as a surprised Susan goes up to collect her blue ribbon. (But really, folks…couldn’t someone have
passed a hat around and took up a collection for that poor girl?) Harold is clapping for her, too…until his
father tells him: “Knock it off!” (That
little mook is going to get the beating of his life when he gets home.) Miss Pringle tells everyone to get a sugar
high on the punch and cookies, then walks back over to Sam.
PRINGLE: Uh…what was it now, Mr.
Jones?
SAM: Uh…oh…it…it…uh…really isn’t important now, but…maybe
I’d better explain…you see…Mike’s project…
PRINGLE: Mr. Jones…I understand…I’ve been teaching for a long
time, and…well, every father goes overboard at least once…
SAM: Oh?
PRINGLE: Mm-hmm…but I will say this
for you…when you go bad—you go all the
way!
“It’s too bad they don’t give blue ribbons for that, huh?”
Sam asks, as this lame episode comes to an end, with Susan stuffing her pockets
with as many cookies as she can carry for her hungry siblings.
I had planned to cut the coda short on this one but there’s
an interesting development in that even though we bade fare-thee-well to town
curmudgeon Elmo Halpert (Vince Barnett) in last week’s
“The Bicycle Club,” he
makes an appearance (sort of) in this episode—a cameo in which he’s apparently
on the other end of a phone conversation Sam is having as Alice putters in the
kitchen. “Another joker,” mutters Sam to
Alice as he covers up the
mouthpiece with his hand. “Elmo wants to
know if he can borrow the teepee to go camping.” He ends his call by saying “Ugh to you, too,
Elmo.”
SAM: Oh, boy…I’m really getting razzed…
ALICE: Oh, well…they’ll forget all about it as soon as someone
else makes a boo-boo…
SAM: Oh…thanks a lot! You’ll recall I had a lot of encouragement from a certain cousin of
mine…
Chew on that, Esmeralda!
As Sam turns to exit the kitchen, Alice
asks him if he’s seen that mirror that was hanging on her closet door.
SAM: Hmm…yeah…yeah…I’ll have to get
you another one…
ALICE: You mean you took
it?
SAM: Don’t tell me you didn’t
recognize Lake Gitche Gumee?
Mayberry’s bakery doyenne Millie Swanson (Arlene Golonka)
and the town’s fix-it savant, Emmett Clark (Paul Hartman) were sorely missed
this week (well, for some of us anyway) but because Cousin Alice was on hand to
offer up her kitchenly wisdom that means that
Thrilling Days of Yesteryear’s patented Alice-o-Meter™ moves up a
notch to five appearances for actress Ghostley in the sitcom’s final
season. Next week on
Mayberry
Mondays—it’s an episode that at one time was voted the best of all the
R.F.D.
shenanigans by the nameless minions at TV.com.
(It’s actually got a few laughs—though I don’t think I’d choose it as
the funniest.) The guest star is a
person who’s no stranger to Mayberry though they’re working under a
pseudonym…so please join me for all the fun on “Howard, the Dream Spinner.”
