You have a date with the angel.
Starring Betty White, Bill Williams as Gut Angel.
Presented by the Plymouth Dealers of America.
Who proudly sell and service the beautiful new Plymouth for 1957.
The time? About seven months after Vicki and Gut Angel were married.
The characters? Two chicks and a wheel.
The plot? Two's company, three's for the birds.
No, not on your life. Tell your sister to keep him in Mississippi.
They're used to him down there, we're not. Well at least listen to what she says.
Honey, the last time he was here he smashed all the furniture in the house.
He's only 16. Sweetheart, they want to send Wheeler out here because they're very worried
about him. If he were my son, I'd be a little bit worried too.
What's he done, create a milk shortage in Mississippi?
He's in love. What with? Another giraffe?
Grace says it's serious. Listen to this.
The girl's name is Laurie Olsen. She's a rather sweet and somewhat wearing
young thing and Wheeler wants to marry her and raise pigs.
On a farm. Besides, they're way too young to get married.
Oh now wait a minute, Wheeler's not even dry behind the ears and he's talking about marriage?
You write that sister of yours and tell her to stop talking and do something with that
boy. After all, marriage is important.
Marriage is for life. Gosh honey, look how long I looked before I
found you. And even then, I got lucky.
What else did she say? It's just more of the same.
The main thing is they want to get him away from this Laurie, whoever she is, Olsen.
Honey, the last time he... You know I like him, it's only that...
All right, what's a little smashed furniture? Write your sister and tell her to send him
out. Vicki, no.
Yeah. When?
We pick him up at the depot tomorrow. Place looks familiar to you, Wheeler?
Oh, yes, it's the same. Oh, yeah.
Let me get it this time. Oh, I can hand it out, Gus.
You'll let me have it? Yeah, I bet you could use a little refreshment
after that long trip, huh? How about a couple of gallons of milk?
Oh, please don't wait on me, Uncle Gus. I remember where the icebox is.
Well, he's picking up right where he left off.
But, you know, he doesn't seem too upset about leaving his girl.
You know, I noticed that too. I expect a tragedy to come dragging off that
train. Instead of that, we...
I'll clean it up, Aunt Vicki. I thought I was like it.
Oh, that voice. All right, honey.
I don't know what Grace was so upset about. Yes, and you and Wilma lined up this new
girl for him. We're just gonna take them to lunch.
We can at least go through with that. I'm sorry about the broken glass.
I picked up all the pieces, though. Well, that was thoughtful of you.
I put them in that disposer thing in the sink.
That's what it's for, ain't it? Mashed potatoes have been known to stop it.
Isn't it? Isn't what?
That's what it's for, isn't it? Ain't that what I said?
What about your mother and dad? Shook up.
They hate me. Hate you?
Yeah, but I don't mind. It's just the stage they're going through.
They sent you out here so you could have a nice vacation.
That doesn't sound like they hate you. They sent me out here to keep me away from
Lori Olsen. Who's Lori Olsen?
The girl Mom wrote you about in the letter. Do you remember Grace saying anything about
a girl? What letter?
I know Mom wrote you a letter telling all about me because I helped you spell incorrigible.
Well, anyway, we're very proud of you, Wheeler. We think you're being very sensible about
leaving Lori. Well, it isn't too bad.
She'll be out here tomorrow or the next day. Here?
What? Yeah, I heard her folks are driving out here
for their vacation. You think maybe I should have told my folks
too? All right, all right.
Hi. Hello. What can I do for you?
You got a spare wheel lying around? I'm Lori Olsen.
So soon? What I meant by that was we just heard about
you last night. You must be a double gut.
Only by marriage. Come in.
Oh, thanks. Oh, I can't stay.
Daddy's waiting outside in the car. Well, have him come in for goodness.
Oh, no. He's got to go pick up Mom.
See, they're kind of on a vacation. From Wheeler?
You dig? I just wanted to tell the wheel that our date's
on for tonight. Well, he's not here just now.
Oh, panic. He promised to take me out the first night
I got here. Well, his Aunt Vicki is having a meet at
... He and his Aunt Vicki are having lunch downtown somewhere.
Well, hey, let's go down and eat with them. Well, I don't know exactly where they're eating
yet. Why don't you come back tonight?
Nervous? Yeah.
Oh, but don't tell them I was here, Uncle Gus.
We'll surprise him, huh? That's all right.
Laurie, you and Wheeler go to the same gym? He's just a final charge, isn't he?
Real nervous. Well, you come back tonight.
I know he'll be happy about having his date with you.
Boy, me too. We've been apart for five days.
Wow. See you around, Uncle Gus.
See you around. I'm very sorry.
I'm so sorry. Sure, it'll be fine.
See, I'm sorry. I'm sorry for somebody's fault.
Look out!
What's the matter, Aunt Vicki? The light is right in here?
No. No, honey, I'm fine. You know something, Aunt Vicki?
I have manners, though I hate to use them. You have wonderful manners.
You're just a little late using them. It ain't that.
Oh, isn't that? If you're with a nice lady like you, good
manners are okay. But with them dumb girls, it's just a waste
of time. Maybe I shouldn't have said that.
I'm a young girl. And yet, you asked Lori to marry you.
Well, I don't need good manners with Lori. She thinks I have sort of a loose charm.
Like a young Abraham Lincoln. You do that once more and I'll speak to it
that you're a loose Abraham Lincoln. Yeah, I bet you could do it, too.
Would you like to order now? We're waiting for someone. Thank you.
What does this girl look like that you want me to get interested in?
I might have known you'd figure it out. Wheeler, how can a 16-year-old boy,
still in high school, how can you even dream of getting married?
I doubt it, but... Sorry I'm late.
Pick up the chair first, Wheeler. I'm sorry.
Well, Mrs. My Nephew Wheeler. This is Mrs. Clemson, Wheeler.
Hello, Wheeler. Hi.
Jane will be right in. She just got her driver's license, so she
insisted on parking the car. Wheeler, no!
Wheeler was brought up in a downdraft. What's your friend of yours like,
Mrs. Clemson? Well, to my mind, she's pretty, Wheeler.
Vicki, I hope this works out all right. She's done a little acting on television
lately and she's changed quite a bit since the last time I saw her.
Well, if you don't mind, I'll treat her kind of light. I'm going steady.
We know, Wilbur. For my sake, please don't brush her off completely.
The only reason I got her in coming to fall is that she wanted to see what a
boy from Mississippi looks like. Well, Wheeler's promised to spend the
afternoon with her. Oh, here she is now. Jane, I want you to
meet my dearest friend, Vicki Angel. Hello, Jane. How do you do?
And this is her nephew, Wheeler. Wheeler, this is Jane Wells.
How do you do, Miss Wells? How do you do?
Thank you.
And shall we order?
Yes, sir.
Coming here tonight, we've got to get Wheeler out of the house before she shows up.
Why not let Laurie in? This new one of his tangled. Might be fun to watch.
Gus, am I doing right to maneuver things like this?
Of course you are. Your sister deliberately sent him out here for a reason.
And besides, I've seen this Laurie. She's just as young and clumsy and uncoordinated as he is.
Your sister is perfectly right. What is this Jane Wells like?
Quite sophisticated and quite Hollywood. Today she took Wheeler through a television station.
Well, that's one station won't be on the air tonight.
Tonight she's picking him up and they're going to attend a movie premiere, no less.
Gus, be prepared for a surprise. She seems to have had an unusual influence on him.
What do you mean by that?
You were out and back when he came home this afternoon, so you didn't...
Am I disturbing anyone?
Of course not, Will. Come on in.
Thank you. Thank you very much.
You got a sore throat?
Willer explained that to me, darling. This is his regular voice.
He just never had much occasion to use it.
Oh, I see.
Jane seems to be a little late, so I thought I'd take advantage of the time to join you in some light conversation and light bandage.
Badenage.
How about some milk?
I said badenage.
Of course you did. Milk?
I prefer coffee. Black.
Sure, Will. Have a seat.
Thank you.
So it's a premiere tonight, huh?
Indeed, yes.
Miss Jane Wells must be quite a dish.
Isn't that little vulgar, Uncle Gus?
Now wait a minute, you...
I'll let her in if you think I can handle the situation.
Aunt Vicki, will you do me a favor?
Your voice is slipping.
Well, I know, but I'm in a hurry.
Would you mind if I dropped Aunt and Uncle in front of Jane?
It sounds kind of babyish.
Well, I don't know about Gus, but...
Oh, sure. Go ahead.
Okay.
After you, Vicki.
Hello, Jane.
Good evening, Mrs. Angel.
Sit down, Jane.
Thank you.
I've already introduced myself, Willa.
Fine, fine, Gus.
You know, I meant to tell you before, Mrs. Angel, how very much you remind me of Sophia.
Sophia?
Sophia Lauren. I was in a picture with her, you know.
Well, how wonderful for you.
Thank you.
Make yourself comfortable, Gus.
Good to be on your way.
Oh, well, the premiere doesn't start until eight o'clock.
Well, just the same. If you don't get there early, the seats get wet.
We're not sitting in the bleachers, Mrs. Angel. We're sitting in the orchestra.
What instrument do you play?
Wheelin', wheelin'.
Danny Thomas gave me the tickets. I was in his last film with him, you know.
Would you mind if I showed Miss Wells around the place, Gus?
Go right ahead.
Perhaps you'd like to see the outside first. They have a beautiful outdoor patois.
You mean patio.
You forget my southern accent.
Gus designed the fireplace.
And Vicki designed the drape.
If that other one will be here any minute, we've got to get them out of here.
As far as I'm concerned, you can throw them to the wolves.
All right.
Hi, I'm Laurie.
You've got to be.
I'm Mrs. Angel. Come on in.
Oh, and Vicki. Is the wheel ready to roll?
Honey, I'm afraid he isn't in the house at the moment.
Man, he never likes, does he?
Oh, can I wait?
Well, of course, Laurie, but don't you think maybe you...
Oh, hi, Laurie.
Oh, hi, Uncle Gus.
Oh, sweetheart, those two pot of plants we were looking for are on hot on the patois.
Maybe they wandered off somewhere.
Maybe they wandered...
Check the kitchen.
Okay.
Could you come back later, Laurie?
Oh, I'm used to waiting for them.
See, we got an automatic date the minute we see each other.
Oh, those two pot of plants are out here drinking coffee.
Black.
It does sound kind of ridiculous, doesn't it?
I better go see what he was talking about.
I think your husband's nervous.
I like him too.
Oh, no, I mean, nervous, nervous.
Oh, aren't we all?
I was just telling the kids it's getting late.
Oh, here, you go right ahead.
Oh, well, thank you.
You know, you homemakers are simply fabulous.
Don't stay out too late, kid.
Why this way?
Why not?
Oh, backdoor, you know that reminds me of the last time I worked with Lucille.
We had this...
Yeah, we know.
The key will be under the mat.
Goodbye, kids.
Bye, Aunt Vicki.
So long, Gus.
Gus.
I don't see her.
She's there.
Maybe she fell on the floor.
Darling, she's just a baby.
A clumsy baby.
Yeah.
She's way too young to think of marriage, but she's awful cute.
You take that other one.
Oh, Mrs. Angel, you remind me so much of Danny Thomas.
You homemakers are simply fabulous.
As I was saying to Yule Brenner,
Yule, I said, I call him Yule because that's his name.
Yule, I said...
I forgot my wrap.
He has to hermink.
He has to take care of some of this himself.
Oh, but Gus, he's such a boob.
If you love him, you let him work himself out of his own booby trap.
Seems the older I get, the more absent-minded I become.
Why, when I was younger...
Oh, boy!
Shut up, Gus!
Lori, what are you doing here?
Well, keeping our date.
Are we picking up your date on the way to wherever we're going?
I'm Lori Olsen.
She's right. She is Olsen.
I mean, Miss Wells, may I present Miss Jane?
Oh, boy.
How do you do? I'm Jane Wells.
I'm Jane Wells.
I'm Jane Wells.
How do you do? I'm Jane Wells.
She's right. She's Jane.
Miss Wells was kind enough to take me to a TV studio today.
We left at 3 and...
Weedle, honey, have you caught an erringitis?
I don't know.
Well, I'm sure Miss Olsen will understand that we only have a few moments to conversation.
Oh, good.
I assume you two must have known each other in Mississippi.
Known each other?
Who are you, ma'am?
How did it drip out?
Danny and I drive a couple hundred miles.
Charge, huh?
Charge.
I enjoy driving too.
Of course, my car isn't exactly new.
Danny drove it a few thousand miles before he sold it to my father.
That's Danny Thomas, you know.
I've done quite a bit of work with him.
He's a very good driver.
He's a very good driver.
He's a very good driver.
He's a very good driver.
He's a very good driver.
I've done quite a bit of work with him.
That is, when I'm not working for Bob.
Bob?
Hope.
As a matter of fact, I'm looking forward to seeing him tonight at the premiere.
Sounds real nervous.
Who's taking you?
Oh, boy.
Oh, brother.
What's going on?
He'd do anything to keep from telling Laurie he has a date with Jane.
He's out there filibustering.
He's smarter than I thought he was.
The first bite in the daddy head was a snapping puddle.
Oh, little coward.
The minute he stops blabbing, poor Laurie's gonna get it right between the eyes.
I thought the whole idea was to break him up with Laurie.
Well, he could do a lot worse.
Feminine logic if I ever heard it.
Little miss name dropper out there.
She's been in one TV commercial.
Wilma told me that in so many words.
She's putting on the big phony act.
He's beginning to run down.
And so we were up this creek and locked our paddles, so daddy said, let's go home, son.
And so we went home, and I guess that's it.
Who's taking you?
Well, Wheeler has the tickets.
Oh, boy.
Sorry.
Oh, we all going together?
Well, there are only two tickets, Laurie.
Oh, that's great for you and me, but what about Jane? We can't just leave...
Oh, I dig.
Well, have a good time here.
What did he do, hit her?
She'll be all right.
You just wait.
You wait till he discovers they don't sell popcorn at premieres.
What I would do, Laurie, is find out who introduced her to him in the first place.
He's gone, isn't he?
I'll have a little talk with him in the morning.
So will I, Laurie.
What are they doing, going out one at a time?
Stand back, Laurie.
How was the premiere?
I didn't...
Oh, Aunt Vicki.
Boy, did that Jane blister me.
Hi.
Hi.
What'd she say?
Well, I walked outside with her, and she said she had 15 boyfriends she could call.
And that Laurie was a hick.
And that she wasn't going to wait around all night for me to make up my mind what I was going to do.
Not only that, she said I had a voice like squealing brakes.
Well, Abraham Lincoln had a high voice.
The only wheeler can shift his and Lowe's.
He's back.
Oh, no. That must be my father.
Your father?
Sometimes he gets tired of waiting in the car.
Oh, my God. That's what you tell her.
Oh, that's a hurtful thing.
You kids don't use your heads.
Hello. I'm sorry we didn't realize you were waiting out in the car.
I'm Mrs. Angel. This is my husband.
Olsen's the name. How do you do, sir?
Daddy, Mr. and Mrs. Angel are just wonderful.
And Will and I are getting married again.
Again?
We had a little eruption.
Why don't you two kids set a date?
Oh, we did.
June.
Good.
Now, what you want to do is pick out your silver pattern right away.
Yeah?
Mr. Olsen, would you come in a minute?
We'd like to talk to you, if we may.
Alone, sir?
Sure. You kids wait for me out in the car.
Come on, ugly.
Mr. Olsen, a few days ago, my sister sent us a desperate letter.
Well, to make a long story short, she sent Wheeler out here so he wouldn't marry Laurie.
Or anybody for that matter.
Mrs. Angel's sister thinks he's too young, and so do I.
So do I.
Well, you just said they should set the date.
Good, folks.
I don't know whether psychology or just plain horsing.
But those two kids have been talking about getting married ever since they were 11 years old.
And my wife and I encourage them.
And they keep putting it off.
She said June.
It's always June.
But they never say what year.
You mean that's all there is to it?
That's all there is to it.
Well, I better let the kids drive me home so they can keep their date.
Now, don't worry about a thing.
I believe in long engagements.
And this sure looks like a long one.
Feel better?
Homemaker?
Oh, I sure do.
Oh, no, that's all right.
I'll wait.
Uh, need some money?
No, thanks.
I just want to tell you I'll be home early.
Wheeler, we were proud of you tonight.
When it came right down to it, you did the right thing about the girl.
Yes.
It wasn't only Laurie.
I didn't want to disappoint her daddy.
That Mr. Olsen is dead set on us getting married.
Got a date with an angel.
Gonna meet her at seven.
Got a date with an angel.
And I'm on my way to heaven.
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