Now, Edwina...
Get up, Edwina. Get up.
Help me up.
Oh!
Whee, that was fun! Barney, try it.
- I wouldn't think of it. - Come on, try it.
Oh, there it is.
- Listen to me. Please, dear. - Here we are.
Oh, I know where the key is. It's here. You usually keep it here.
- Oh. - Right there. See?
- Okay, here we go. - Really?
Open the door. Hooray.
Edwina, aren't you beginning to feel tired at all?
Not a bit. Why? Do you wanna go someplace?
Oh, no, no, no. No, I was thinking, you know.
I-I should make a few tests, check your blood pressure and heart.
Oh, Barnaby.
Not tonight.
Uh, Edwina, in making such an experiment...
it's always good to make as few...
- Barney. - What?
Are you sure you really love me?
Well, of course I do, dear.
Whatever made you ask such a question?
Well, it just occurred to me.
Now, does that answer your question?
You know, I love you so much it makes me dizzy.
- Really? - Mmm.
- When did that start? - First time I ever met you.
No, no. I mean the dizziness.
Oh, I don't know.
This is our honeymoon night, and that's all I care to think about.
Yes, dear.
Barney. Barney? What are you going to do?
Oh, I was just going to put on my pajamas.
Well, uh, uh...
don't you think you'd better change in there?
What for?
Well, uh, well, that-that's all right.
I'll... I'll take my things in the bathroom.
For heaven's sake.
I'll only be a few minutes.
Hmm. Became suddenly shy. I'd better put that down.
I'll just...
Hmm.
"Fifteen minutes to change.
Complete reversal of usual behavior pattern."
Oh.
Edwina? Edwina, are you all right?
Yes, darling. I'll be out in a second.
Oh. Good.
Oh, Barney, I'm so happy.
What's the matter?
What...
Well, what's the matter, darling? Why are you crying?
I can't help it.
Well, is it because of something I said or did?
No.
Well, what is it then?
I was just thinking.
What about?
Mother!
Oh, Mother. Now I understand.
No, you don't.
Well, what is it then?
Oh, I can't help of thinking how she must be feeling tonight.
She never liked you.
Well, I must say she doesn't try very hard, either.
I do everything I can to please her.
How can you be so insensitive?
She had such wonderful dreams for me and my future.
Well, she can still have them, can't she?
No, she can't. She can't.
Edwina, we drove all the way down here to enjoy ourselves...
and to pursue an important scientific experiment at the same time.
Now let's not spoil it all by having a silly quarrel about nothing.
Don't you call my mother "nothing."
I didn't call your mother "nothing."
Don't you raise your voice to me.
I'm not raising my voice!
Hank Entwhistle wouldn't fly into a rage...
just because a girl happened to mention her mother.
Oh, for heaven's sake.
What's Hank Entwhistle got to do with anything?
I only mentioned Hank Entwhistle...
because my mother was always very fond of him.
He knew how to please her.
There's something clinical about the way...
you bring up the name of Hank Entwhistle...
every time you get annoyed with me.
Do you regret not having married him?
Look who's talking!
What about Elvira Bliss?
Oh, for heaven's sakes. Elvira Bliss? That was in grammar school.
I know. She was the teacher.
And I suppose that Myra McKillip was in grammar school too...
and Miriam Ingals...
whom you tried to teach to play golf for three years!
Oh, yeah, that reminds me. She's still got my putter.
And you dare speak of Hank Entwhistle...
who only kissed me once.
He kissed you?
Well, that's something you never saw fit to tell me before.
You kissed Hank Entwhistle?
- I never said that! - Oh, for...
I said, he kissed me! I never kissed him!
- You did say exactly that. - I said nothing of the kind!
No, no! My glasses.
- You struck me! You struck me! - Oh, no, I didn't!
You horrible thing! You brute!
- You get out of my room! - You've really got to cut it out!
You get out of my room!
Oh, no. Edwina, now stop it. Now, really.
Oh, Edwina, now this is ridiculous. You know I can't see.
Edwina, please, let me in!
Do you realize that I'm out here in the hall in a...
Oh, no, no. Oh, no.
Edwina, something's caught in the door.
Please, let me in.
Well, it's your own fault!
- Please, let me in! - No.
Uh... Oh, my.
Well, if there's only some way I can make you understand.
Oh, I know. Edwina?
Edwina, dear, listen to me.
Edwina, are you there?
Edwina? Edwina, please!
Operator!
Now, Edwina, I can't stay out here any longer.
Oh, well.
Oh, oh.
Oh, you unlocked the door.
Well, it's about time.
- Now, dear, if you'll just cooperate... - Aah!
Help! Police! There's a man!
Help! Police!
Oh, dear.
I wish I knew where there was a telephone.
Oh, perhaps there's one in here.
Hmm. You'd think there'd be a telephone somewhere.
No. Oh.
Whoa!
Oh, where am I? Ooh!
Yike!
Oh, let me in, Edwina. Let me in.
The key's in the car, ma'am.
- All right. Thank you very much. - Thank you.
- How's that, mister? All right? - Oh, yes, thank you.
Barnaby! Oh, my poor darling!
Oh, Edwina, is that you?
Darling, I've looked everywhere for you.
- What are you doing here? - Getting out of the laundry.
These two ladies were kind enough to help me.
Thank you both very much. I'll be all right now.
- We're glad to help. - Anytime at all, mister.
I hope I don't do it again.
Barnaby, do you want to go into the hotel and change?
Oh, no. Please, just take me away from here.
- Take me home. - Well, the car's right over here.
How did you get in the laundry?
Well, I don't know. I think I flew in.
Look out for the step.
But I didn't have my glasses.
Yes, I know. I stepped on them.
- Here, you'd better put this on. - What for?
- Because you might get cold. - Oh.
That's it. There now. Now get in.
Oh, it's... Huh.
Are you all right?
Yes, thank you, dear. Are you?
Yes. The effects of the formula have worn off.
Now don't talk.
Just relax, and try to get some sleep on the way home.
Yes, dear.
- Darling? - Hmm?
We're home. Wake up.
Oh, good, good, good.
- Oh. - I'll help you.
You know what? I just had such a peculiar dream about Hank.
Was that true about you kissing him?
- Not that it matters, of course. - Darling, that's so silly.
Oh, I just remembered.
I did something terrible, and I forgot to tell you.
Hey.
- Who's that? - Hold it.
- You get it? - Yep.
- Dr. Fulton? - Yes.
We're from the news. We'd like a statement.
What about?
We had a call from your lawyer, Mr. Entwhistle.
I do wish Hank wouldn't give out statements to the press about my work.
- Give us the whole story, Doc. - Barney, I think...
Darling, I-I can't be impolite to the gentlemen.
I have nothing to say until I've finished all of my experiments.
- Is there another woman? - No, there's no other woman.
My wife has been my only victim so far.
I'll have a much better story for you...
when I've experimented with ten or twenty others.
I'm not going to try it again with human beings for a while.
- I'll stick to chimpanzees. - Is that right?
Wait a minute, Barney.
You... You're talking about two different things.
Well, what happened, Doc? Did your wife raid your love nest?
Don't answer that, Barney. You don't know what he means.
Don't try to protect him. This is good for our side.
What are you doing here?
- Look out. Get inside. - Don't do that, Mrs. Fulton.
- This is all the story I've got. - That's all you're going to get.
What is the idea of making statements to the press?
Don't try to pretend you don't know the reason.
I tried to tell you out on the porch, but you wouldn't...
You know the reason very well, and don't pretend that you don't.
- It happened at the hotel last night. - Keep your distance.
If you lay a hand on her, you'll answer to me.
Hank, will you please shut up and go home?
Barnaby, I've tried t... Mother!
- Well! - Oh, no.
Edwina, Hank told me.
I expected you'd be bruised and disfigured.
- But, Mother, you don't understand. - What is everyone talking about?
You stay away from her, you wife-beater!
Mother, it isn't what you think. Now, it's all my fault.
- I won't let you forgive him. - Hank, will you please shut up?
- Edwina, Hank's right. - And you, too, Mother!
- As your lawyer and your friend... - Hank, you are going.
- But it's my duty... - You are just one too many.
- But you told me that... - I know I did.
What is it you want me to do if you don't want...
I'll telephone. Now go on.
Now listen here, you two.
No. You listen to me.
I'm not going to let you throw away the rest of your life.
Will you please tell me what's been going on?
If you'll only give me...
Oh, I just knew something like this would happen.
- Edwina, tell me what's... - Quiet.
Mother, I've been playing guinea pig for Barnaby...
trying a new formula.
And, under its influence, I caused all this mess.
Oh. Oh, you... You mean you telephoned Hank?
Yes, darling, I-I did that last night after you left.
I'm terribly sorry, but I couldn't help it.
Oh, well, I don't suppose it was your fault, actually.
Oh, don't let him dominate you again.
Do something, do anything, but just don't...
- My-My dear mother-in-law. - Yes?
Now, I have not lost my temper with you for seven years.
Do not trifle with your luck.
Well, let's be civilized about this.
Well, that's better. Just mind your business and shut up!
Now will you drive me to the plant, please, Edwina?
- Right away? - Yeah, yeah.
As soon as I can put on some clothes...
I'll try to salvage some of the wreckage I seem to have made of our lives.
- Well, I... - Mother, I think you'd better be quiet.
- Hello, Jerome. - Well, good morning, Mrs. Fulton.
Doctor, I looked everywhere for you last night.
Later, please, Jerome.
Right now I'd like to have the laboratory to myself for a while.
Oh, yes. Very well, Doctor.
Edwina, my spare glasses are in the top drawer of the desk.
- Would you get them, please? - Certainly, dear.
Here? Oh, yes, here they are.
Darling, you're acting rather stern.
Are you angry at me because of what I did last night?
Edwina, now, I thought this over very carefully...
and I've almost come to a conclusion.
I'm thinking of destroying the formula.
Destroying it? So then you are angry.
Oh, I've been in better moods.
Do you think you'd feel any better if I fixed you some toast and coffee?
You haven't had any breakfast yet, remember?
Yeah, thank you. I'm starved.
Well, the coffee and coffee pot are in there.
You can use this plug that Jerome uses.
All right.
You know, I-I've decided that the formula...
is the most dubious discovery since itching powder...
and just about as useful.
Oh, I wouldn't say that.
It cured your bursitis and improved your vision.
And I must say, it made you feel young.
Hmm!
I'm beginning to wonder if being young...
is all it's cracked up to be.
The dream of youth.
We remember it as a time of nightingales and valentines...
and what are the facts?
Maladjustment, near idiocy, and a series of low-comedy disasters.
That's what youth is. I don't see how anyone survives it.
- Now, Edwina? - Hmm?
Tell me something, because it's been bothering me.
- Yes, dear? - Why did you want to divorce?
Oh, Barnaby. It wasn't me.
It was the formula. You ought to understand that.
Oh, I understand it was the formula that brought it out.
Brought what out?
Well, some subconscious aversion to me.
Aversion to you?
Well, I love you, you potato head.
How do I know there isn't some buried resentment...
that you don't consciously realize?
Well, I certainly don't consciously realize...
and I think that's pretty rotten of you to say that.
Wait a minute.
What about the way you kept bringing up Hank Entwhistle?
- Oh, bosh. - Do you love him?
Now that is ridiculous.
I don't know. You kissed him, didn't you?
You can't seem to get that out of your mind, can you?
- No, I can't. - Well, all right.
Are you in love with this, um, whozits?
Of course not.
Well, you went smooching with her on roller skates.
May I ask, what was your hidden aversion or subconscious discontent...
or whatever it is you want to call it...
that made you go playing patty-cake with her all over town?
Doing a swan-dive, acting like a...
Well, go on.
Oh, Barnaby.
Don't say anything, darling, and I won't either.
We shouldn't be fighting...
having doubts about our marriage.
- That isn't right. - Well, that's just my point.
That's why I'm going to destroy the formula.
Oh, now, really. Are you crying?
Hmm.
Are you sure you wanna throw away two years of hard work?
Yes, I am. But it's still in my head, unfortunately.
I'm going to forget it.
It's too dangerous. It's utterly unpredictable.
Oh, no. Now, please, please.
Don't use this water. Can't you see the sign?
Just use the bottled water out of the cooler.
And make plenty of coffee. I need a lot this morning.
That's that.
Hello? This is Mr. Oxly.
Oh, Mr. Oxly, Dr. Fulton's here in the plant.
He just came in with Mrs. Fulton.
- Are you sure? - Yes, sir.
Well, how is Mrs. Fulton? Is she behaving normally?
Well, she didn't try to hit me, but she wasn't very polite.
- She said that... - Never mind.
Now listen carefully, Miss Laurel. I don't want them to leave.
Have the guards hold 'em if they try to go.
- You understand? - Yes, sir.
And notify the entire board of directors...
that I want to see them in the conference room immediately.
- I'll be right down. - Yes, sir.
My, this is funny-tasting coffee. It's bitter.
Yeah, I noticed it. It's not the coffee.
It's the aftereffects of the formula. Hmm. The formula.
What a fool I was to let you take that stuff last night.
- Well, you couldn't help it. - Hmm.
- Hey, that's your third cup. - I know it.
That's your second cup, isn't it?
- Yes. - Good.
Supposing you'd taken an overdose?
- Perhaps I did. - No, I mean a serious overdose.
You know, it's perfectly logical to assume...
that you'd have behaved even younger.
You remember Mr. Oxly jumping around?
Yeah.
My, I'm going to be embarrassed when I see him again. Hmm!
How young do you think it could really make you...
if you drank a whole glassful?
Oh, I don't know.
Twelve, ten, five...
It might even turn you into an infant.
Hmm-hmm.
I was just imagining you not being able to talk...
or feed yourself even.
It could be very embarrassing.
Yeah, couldn't it be?
Well, you know that's just about what could happen.
Ah! Ta-da. I'll get it.
Hello? Hi!
Hey, did you ever find the fish? What'd you do with him?
Ha! Yeah, I'm keen.
He's here. Just a minute. It's old Oxly.
What's on your mind? Ha-ha-ha.
Barnaby, could you and your wife meet me right away?
We're just here drinking coffee.
- I'll be in the conference room. - We'll be right there.
Put that back, please. Put that back, please.
Any other orders, sir? Going up.
- Good morning, gentlemen. - Good morning.
Dr. Fulton will be here shortly, so please be seated.
We must act quickly.
You all know why you're here...
to negotiate with Dr. Fulton for his formula.
As far as money goes, I say all out, and hang the expense.
Yes, but as chairman of your board of directors...
I want to point out that Fulton made his discovery on our time.
I've got bad news for you, G.J. We do not have the formula.
- What? - Last night, Dr. Lentil...
- Dr. Linten. - Dr. Linten, Dr. Fulton's assistant...
brought me a dose of the formula, and I took it.
I can't tell you with what eagerness I awaited the results...
but there were none.
No reactions at all.
The formula that Dr. Thingamabob brought me is incomplete.
Now, there must be another ingredient...
that he knows nothing about.
Dr. Fulton has made no record of it...
and there's nothing in his notes to tell us what it is.
And without that ingredient, we are helpless.
Failure to keep complete records is against every rule of this organization.
Fulton knows that. He's been an employee for ten years.
Failure may not have been intentional.
- Fulton was not himself yesterday. - No, definitely not.
Well, let's hope he's himself now.
There's no doubt about it.
We are now dealing with a sane and adult scientist...
and I anticipate no difficulties.
Well?
All right, Oliver, go ahead if you want to. It's up to you.
I wonder what's keeping them.
- Doctor, would you mind taking a look? - Yes, sir.
Hmm. Uh...
Oh, Barnaby, Mrs. Fulton, come on in.
Uh, what's the matter? No. Come on in.
Mrs. Fulton, forget all about last night.
- I assure you I have. Come in. - Yes, yes.
You fellows are always experimenting, aren't you?
I believe you know everybody here.
Yes. Come on. There you go.
- Take a seat. - Thank you.
Make yourself comfortable.
Oh, Mrs. Fulton, won't you sit over here?
Do I have to?
- No. - I wanna sit here.
All right.
Barnaby, I think I speak for everyone here...
when I say that I consider you one of the great men of modern science.
Now, I asked you to come here today...
to discuss the sale of your formula.
Our organization...
Our organization is ready to offer you a block of stock...
the income from which is sufficient to keep you and Mrs. Fulton...
to keep you and Mrs. Fulton in comfort for the rest of your lives.
Now the question is, how much cash do you want?
Mmm.
- Barnaby?
I said, how much cash do you want?
How much? Oh.
- Name any amount. - A zillion dollars.
- What? - How much did he say?
A zillion dollars. That's a million trillion.
- By George, he's taken it again! - Obviously.
Look here, Fulton.
Your discovery was our property in the first place.
- Now take it easy. - We don't have to give you a cent.
Oh, I wish I had a nickel.
Fulton, I'll blackball you out of the chemical industry!
- You're talking to a child, G.J. - Don't be ridiculous.
- He's no child. - Oh, what you said. Put 'em up!
Here, give me something. Knock that off my shoulder.
Barnaby, when we get mad, we don't fight, do we?
- Yes, we do. - They didn't teach you that in school.
Well, who care... Hi!
Hello, Dr. Fulton.
- Did you come to play with me? - No. I came to tell Mr. Oxly...
Never mind, Miss Laurel. I think you'd better go.
No, no, no. I want her to stay and play with me.
Well, if I let her stay...
will you tell me the missing ingredient in your formula?
- Yes, yes! - All right, go ahead.
'Well, well. All right, now-now say "terrify."
- Terrify. - Now say "tissue."
- Tissue. - Now say them both fast together.
- Terrify tissue. - No!
- How dare you! - Oh, goody, goody!
- Why, Miss Laurel... - Really, Mr. Ox...
- But I don't... - Don't you do that. Oh! You too!
I did it! I pinched her! I shot her!
Oh, now you've spoiled everything!
Did you see her run? She's a scaredy-cat!
Now, little girl, you stop it! Hear me? Stop it!
Now you come over here.
You sit in that chair and behave yourself.
- You understand? Behave yourself! - Yes, sir.
Now, Barnaby?
- Barnaby? Barnaby, where are you? - He's under the table.
Barnaby, what are you doing under there?
Tickling Esther.
Now come on out. I wanna talk to you.
I don't wanna talk anymore.
G.J., we're dealing with a ten-year-old.
We've got to humor him. There's no other way.
If you say so, Oliver.
Well, come on down here and help me! Don't just stand there!
Barnaby? Barnaby, I want to talk to you.
- Want to tickle Esther? She likes it. - No, no, no, no, no.
How would you like to have...
a nice gold watch and chain all your own?
- Oh. - Would you like that, Barnaby?
- I've got one. - But not like this one.
No, no, I don't want it.
Well, would you like a new bicycle or a pony?
How would you like that?
Oh. What do I have to do for it?
All you have to do is to tell us what was the ingredient...
that you put in the formula.
Oh. Oh.
Well, you promised me a zillion dollars and a nickel.
- We'll give you a zillion dollars. - And a nickel.
And-And a motorboat, and-and-and a new pony.
- Yes, how would you like that? - When?
Just as soon as you tell us what the ingredient was...
you added to the formula.
Oh, that's simple. I just added...
Oh! Now look what...
Barnaby! Barnaby! Aren't you gonna tell us, Barnaby?
- What you wanna write that for? - Because it's true, true!
- It isn't, and you're gonna erase it! - I won't!
Barnaby, you promised to give us the ingredient!
- You can't make me! - Yes, I will!
- Barnaby! - Head her off!
- You big bully! I'll tell my mother! - Stop her, somebody!
- Barnaby, you can't catch me! - Why don't you help me catch her?
- If we catch her, will you tell us? - Sure!
- Somebody, stop her there! Catch her! - Stop! King's X!
- What was it? - Heat!
I heated the mixture to 150 degrees Fahrenheit!
By George, we've got it!
No fair! No fair!
- Now I got you. Go on, erase it. - No, I won't!
- Yes, you erase it! - You hurt me! Let go!
You big crybaby! You erase it and... Aah!
Esther, what are you doing up there?
- Come down here this instant. - Mr. Oxly, they're getting away!
Let 'em go, Doctor. You heard what he said.
We got what we wanted. That's all that matters.
- We've got to be sure. - Don't bother me now. I'm busy.
Esther, come here now!
G.J., we're standing on the brink of a new world and the new...
- What is it you want? - I heated the formula I gave to you...
Get that monkey down from there! What'd you say?
I heated the formula I gave to you last night.
- It didn't do a... - He's fooled us again!
Well, don't stand there! Go and catch him!
Run after him! Go on! Get a policeman! Get two policemen!
When are you gonna stop tagging after me?
When I want to.
- Why don't you go play with girls? - Why can't I play with you?
I don't want you to, that's why. Oh!
- Barnaby Fulton, I don't like you. - Then go away.
I will not. So there.
Then don't go away.
Hmm!
I'll tell my mother.
Hmm.
Here's one for your mother.
I'll tell Hank Entwhistle.
Here's two for Hank Entwhistle.
Oh, now look what you've done!
- I'm gonna tell Hank Entwhistle! - Hey!
Leave that paintbrush here!
Crybaby!
He's gonna be sorry for what he did.
Very, very sorry.
I'm gonna call Hank Entwhistle.
That's what I'll do.
I'll call Hank.
Hmm! Hmm!
Hello?
I wanna speak to Hank Entwhistle, please.
- You mean Mr. Entwhistle? - That's what I said.
- Yes, ma'am. - I'll show him. I'll...
- Hello? - Hello, Hank?
- This is Edwina. - Oh, hello, Edwina.
Would you come over to my house right away?
What's the matter?
It's Barnaby.
He threw a whole bucket of paint all over me!
See?
- What did you do? - I didn't do a thing.
- Hmm! - He must've gone mad.
I don't ever wanna see him again.
Edwina, are you gonna go through with it this time and really leave him?
Yes, I'm going to go away. Far, far away.
- Hmm! - I'm gonna go away and...
Hello? Hello, Edwina? Edwina, what's the matter?
Huh? Oh. I don't know.
I just suddenly feel very sleepy.
That's shock, Edwina. I saw a lot of it in the army.
Now just lie down and keep warm, and it'll go away in a few minutes...
and I'll be right over.
- Good-bye. - Hmm, hmm, hmm!
So he's comin' over here, huh? Hmm, hmm, hmm!
What'll I do to him?
That's what I'll do. I'll get my gang. I'll scalp him! Scalp him.
Hank Entwhistle.
You wait till you see what I do to him. Ha!
I'll scalp him, that's what I'm gonna do. Scalp him.
Oh, ra!
Ra, ra!
Big chief.
Big chief. I'll fix him. I'll show him.
Oh!
- Why, Dr. Fulton! - Shh!
I'm just getting this to scalp a man.
- What are you... - Shh!
The things some people think of.
- Morning, Mrs. Brannigan. - Morning.
- You gonna be here for a while? - Yeah, I should be another hour or so.
Would you mind watching Johnny?
I have to go to market, and it's too much trouble to drag him.
- Sure, I'll watch him for you. - I won't be long.
All right. What?
Come on, Johnny. Here we go.
Here. Now, there's a nice big yard for you to play in.
You all right? Okay.
What do you want us to do with the bad man, Red Eagle?
Yeah, Red Eagle. Tell us.
Well, first we stop his car and then capture him.
Then what do we do with him?
- Let's tie him to a stake. - And then burn him!
- Yeah. - Yeah, and burn him good!
- That won't work. - Who said that?
I did.
Oh, you. Why won't it work?
Somebody will stop us the minute we light a fire.
They always do.
- Yeah, that's right. - What do you say, Red Eagle?
Well, let's tie him to a stake and scalp him. That's it.
- You mean for real? - Sure.
You can't scalp anybody unless you do a war dance first.
Oh. Well, just a minute. I'll-I'll-I'll remember that.
You two braves...
Can't scalp anybody unless you do a war dance first.
- He's right, Red Eagle. - Well, we can scalp him, can't we?
You have to do a war dance first.
Do you know a war dance, Red Eagle?
Ah... Well, sure.
That's no good. You gotta sing when you do it.
Oh. Oh, you gotta sing.
Well, all right, we'll sing.
Oh, you with the drum, give me a beat.
Uh, bum-bum-bum-bum. Bum-bum... You sing.
You sing too.
You go, "Ugh!"
Ugh!
Ugga, ugga, gloop, gloop! Ugga, ugga, gloop, gloop!
- Ugga, ugga, gloop, gloop! Ugh! - # Me want a wampum #
You go, "Ahi, ho, ho, ho."
Ugh!
Now you go, "Aho, ho, ho!"
Barnaby!
Darling, speak to me! Say something!
Oh, my darl...
Operator! Operator, get a taxi, will you?
Uh, this is 1605 Gilcrest.
Send a taxi right away. Emergency. Thank you.
Darling! Oh, darling!
Barnaby, are you trying to say something?
Well, speak to me.
Barnaby, I'm your wife.
Say something!
Oh, my poor husband. What have you done to yourself?
- Driver, hurry. Please hurry. - Yes, ma'am.
Right this way, mister.
Hello, kids.
Hi.
Well, why did Mrs. Fulton say to meet her here?
She didn't say.
Was Mr. Fulton there? I mean, at the house?
- He could've been. - Oh, that's the reason. I see it now.
Mister, will you play with us?
We need a nice tall man to play maypole.
Well, I'm sorry, but I haven't time now.
Don't you like children?
Of course I like children.
Why are you mean to 'em then?
- I'm not mean to them. - Don't you wanna make us happy?
- Of course I do. - Then play maypole.
All right, I'll play maypole with you...
if you'll go tell Mrs. Fulton I'm here.
- Okay. - You're nice to play maypole with us.
Now you step right back here against this tree...
and hold this up real high.
- All right. - That's fine. Come on!
I thought you were gonna tell Mrs. Fulton.
Can't I watch for a minute?
No. You promised you'd do it if I play maypole.
What was it I promised to tell her?
You tell her that I'm here. Now why don't you...
You're getting this too tight! I can't move!
You can come out now, Red Eagle!
Fulton, have you gone stark raving out of your mind?
Oh, Mrs. Fulton, I have a message for you...
- I'm sorry, but I don't have time. - Mr. Oxly wants to see you.
Yes, and I wanna see him too.
Oh, Miss Laurel. Oh, for goodness sake.
Mr. Oxly? Mr. Oxly?
You've got to do something about Barnaby and right away.
There, there, little girl. Now don't get excited.
Would you like some lemonade or a piece of candy?
Oh, stop it, Mr. Oxly. Stop it.
The formula has worn off. I'm not a little girl any longer.
- It's Barnaby I'm talking about. - What is he up to now?
You've got to save him. You've got to bring him back.
I'm trying to.
I've got everyone, including half the police force, trying to find him.
- Do you know where he is? - He's right here in my arms.
Now, Mrs. Fulton, don't cry.
Remember, you are the wife of a great scientist.
Oh, poor Barnaby. He was so brilliant.
- Now look at him. - It's a pretty baby. Is it yours?
- Of course he is. - I didn't know you had a child.
- Mr. Oxly, this is Barnaby. - What?
That's what I've been trying to tell you. This is my husband!
You mean the formula has gone too far, and this is the result?
- Yes. - I can't believe it.
Well, it's true, and you've got to do something about it!
By George! By George!
- Oxly speaking. - Yes, Oliver?
Prepare yourself for a shock, G.J.
Dr. Fulton's formula has backfired and turned him into a baby.
- A complete idiot, huh? - No, not an idiot. A baby.
- An infant two feet tall. - Don't talk rubbish, Oliver.
I'm not talking rubbish. I can see, can't I?
I wonder.
We've got to find an antidote...
and we can't do that until we know what was in the formula.
Just get the truth out of Fulton any way you can.
Well, come on in here and help me.
All right, now we've got to find out...
Shh. Mr. Oxly, he's trying to say something.
What are you trying to say, darling?
Well, go ahead, tell me. Please try.
Let me talk to him.
Barnaby, I'm going to speak to you very slowly...
so as not to confuse you.
But we're going to do everything we can to help you...
but you've got to help too.
- You understand? - Barnaby, please listen. Try hard.
This might help. Listen.
He remembers.
He wouldn't take it before, and now he will.
Barnaby, we can't find the antidote...
until we know the real formula.
- Well, don't frighten him. - I didn't say anything to frighten him.
He's being evasive again.
Barnaby, you lied to us about the missing ingredient.
Now, what is it?
Oh, Mr. Oxly, he can't talk!
What are we going to do? We can't wait until he grows up.
I'll be dead.
Yes, and when he's 20, think how old I'll be.
Well, Oliver, is that the brat you were talking about?
Yes, G.J. This is Dr. Fulton.
Don't you call my husband names!
Madam, what are you trying to put over on the Oxly Chemical Works?
Stop talking like a fool.
I came here for help, and you are responsible.
Jerome, you were my husband's colleague.
Can't you find an antidote?
I warned him. I warned him.
This proves there are no boundaries to science.
You're all talking nonsense. That's no more Fulton than I am.
I ought to know my own husband.
Now look what you've done. You've made him cry.
That's all right, darling. Don't cry.
- He's probably tired and sleepy. - Yes. Sleepy?
Well, that'd be a sign that the formula's wearing off.
That's the way it worked with me.
- Sleep might bring him to normalcy? - It did before.
- Oh, bosh. - Mrs. Fulton, where are you taking him?
To his laboratory...
so that he can take a nap on his couch where he'll feel at home.
Hey, look!
Oh, jiggers! It's the cops!
Head for the hills! Head for the hills!
- Mr. Oxly, this is all I could... - Shh!
- This is all I could find. - Give it to Mrs. Fulton.
Mrs. Fulton, will this do?
Yes, thank you.
Oh, isn't he cute?
Miss Laurel. Keep your hands off of him, please.
- I wasn't going to... - He's defenseless.
I can't have you touch him. He's got to get some sleep.
Yes, ma'am.
He doesn't seem sleepy now.
Perhaps we should take a blood chemistry.
Shh! Please.
Will you please be quiet and give him a chance?
Yesterday when he took the formula...
he had to sleep before he became normal again.
And he's got to sleep, Mr. Oxly.
Sometimes I try counting sheep.
Well, I hardly think he...
Oh. I know what might do it.
Now. Now, listen, Barnaby.
Silly song.
By George, this waiting certainly takes it out of a man.
I need something.
Haven't got a drink around here, have you, Doctor?
- But, Mr. Oxly, I don't drink. - I didn't ask you that.
I asked you if you had anything to drink around here.
Well, for medicinal purposes...
- No excuses. Just get it. - Good idea.
- Here's some glasses. - I'll get some water.
Yes, I'd like a little water with mine.
- Will you have a drink, Mrs. Fulton? - No, thank you.
- A drink comes in handy sometimes. - You bet.
- Water, G. J? - Please. Thanks.
- Well, here's how. - Here we go.
- Tastes kind of bitter, doesn't it? - Yeah, it's strange.
Get rid of that before anyone else drinks it.
- Yes, sir. - I'll give you a hand.
There's no excuse for having water like that around here.
Doctor, see that that cooler's cleaned out before it's used again.
Yes, Mr. Oxly.
Well, who are you? I don't care who you are.
Just-Just move over. There's a good fellow.
Oh, I'm so sleepy.
No, no, please. No familiarity.
Just-Just go to sleep.
Oh, Barnaby, darling.
Huh? Oh, Edwina?
I thought I'd lost you, and now there are two of you.
What do you mean, there are two of me?
I-I-I can't see. My glasses, you know.
Oh, your glasses. Wait a minute. Here they are, dear.
- Oh, dear me. - Oh, darling, are you all right?
- Yes, thank you. I'm all right. - Here.
Who is this?
I don't know. I thought it was you.
Well, what do you mean you thought it was me?
- I don't understand. - Don't you remember?
I carried you in here when you were a baby.
- Oh, that's impossible. - Well, don't you remember anything?
Well, sure. The last thing I...
- I was scalping Hank Entwhistle. - Oh, Barnaby.
What's that?
- I don't know. - Hey, you'd better take this.
Yes. Come on, sweetheart.
We oughta find out who that is.
Yes, indeed, we must.
Dr. Fulton, I'm so glad.
- What's going on? - They've taken it. It was in the water.
- What do you mean? - The monkey mixed it.
- I'll get you!
I can make a monkey out of Rudolph! I'll get you!
Oh, what a job you've done!
No fair using hot water!
Hello, Barnaby! How are you, old boy?
I knew you'd pull out of it.
Here's a contract for you, signed, sealed and delivered!
You're a genius, old boy!
- Hey! - I'll get even!
You've got a fire hose there! What's the idea?
Get off of me! You're drowning me!
Oh, Miss Laurel! Come on in and join the party!
- Come on in! - Aah!
There he is! There's the man who did it to me!
Mr. Oxly, please! Aah!
Mr. Oxly, don't squirt me!
Barnaby, can you hear me?
- Yes, dear. - I've been thinking.
Uh-huh. I'm just beginning to.
I was wondering, if I had my choice...
of living these last three days over again...
what I'd say.
Oh, let's hear it. That interests me.
Well, we've got a new contract...
we've had a lot of excitement...
and we're going out on the town tonight, just the two of us.
That's funny. I can't hear you.
I didn't say anything anyway. I was just thinking.
- I was thinking about you. - Care to elaborate on that?
About your not being disappointed...
when you found out that it was Esther who'd invented the formula.
- Mm-hmm. - Your suspenders would look better up.
Imagine, the secret of youth, locked up in the head of a monkey.
Do you think they'll ever find out how to make it?
I don't know. They've got Esther working awfully hard.
Darling, why weren't you disappointed?
Well, I've got a new formula.
Barnaby, if you start that all over again, so help me, I'll...
Oh, I like that dress, yes.
- Oh, you do? - Uh-huh.
All right, what's the new formula?
Well, it doesn't come in packages or bottles.
You're old only when you forget you're young.
- Come on, say some more. - Hmm?
It's a word you keep in your heart...
a light you have in your eyes...
someone you hold in your arms.
My, I'm glad I'm going out with you tonight.
Come here.
- Do you like my formula? - Mm-hmm.
Makes you think, doesn't it?
I can use a lot of that.
What time did you order the table?
Hmm?
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