Air Raid Wardens

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This is the town of Huxton...

... not an important place

like New York or Chicago.

Just a small town.

There's never very much excitement

in Huxton...

... except for a dance at the firehouse

or a wedding.

But a few days ago, December 7th,

there was plenty of excitement.

That day, Charlie Beaugart, the barber,

was so excited...

... he nicked 3 chins

and one Adam's apple.

This little fellow just got shaved.

His name is Middling, Eustace Middling.

He's a newcomer to Huxton.

Only been in town a few days.

Now, here's an old-timer.

Hello, Captain Biddle.

Principal of the high school.

Kicked me out of school once.

Had it coming, though.

That's the town paper.

Fellow at the desk is the editor,

Dan Madison, busiest man in town.

Just been appointed

head of Civilian Defense for Huxton.

There's Peggy Parker.

She's Dan's star reporter.

Now, don't get any funny notions.

They're engaged.

Everybody likes Peggy.

On the other hand, there's J.P. Norton,

president of the bank.

He'd lend you money on most anything,

except his wife.

Why should he be left holding the bag?

Good morning, Mr. Norton.

And a good morning to you, Mrs. Norton.

They're a very happy couple.

J.P. worships the ground

her grandfather discovered oil on.

And speaking of couples,

come on over here.

Went to school with these boys

long before they became successful.

Come to think of it,

I did hear they went into another business.

Oh, yeah. Pet shop.

They ought to do well in this business.

Moved again.

Must be the Gypsy in them.

Excuse me, could you tell me

where I could find Laurel and Hardy?

Thank you kindly.

Well, we caught up with them at last.

Funny,

locking up in the middle of the day.

First volunteers out of Huxton.

Going off to the city to enlist.

And they won't take no for an answer.

Take a look at them, Uncle Sam.

What do you think?

- No.

- And then...

... could we please be sailors?

No!

- And finally, maybe we could be Marines?

- No!

But did that discourage them?

It certainly did.

Look at that.

I'm awfully sorry, Mr. Norton.

Oh, it's you. I might have known.

It couldn't be that you've come back...

...to town to pay your debts.

- Why, we'd be glad to...

...if you'd allow us

to negotiate a slight loan.

A loan?

You two blundering failures.

More money from me for your stupid,

inefficient bungling.

And another thing...

Good day.

- Hello, boys.

- Hello, Peggy.

Well, hello, fellas.

I thought you'd gone to enlist.

- Uncle Sam didn't want us.

- Oh, that's too bad. Better luck next time.

Poor guys. They feel terrible.

Yeah, it's a tough break.

Dan, why don't you let them help us?

Say, that's an idea. Hey, boys!

Come here.

Look, fellas,

Uncle Sam wants everybody.

There's plenty to be done right here on

the home front. Why, I have a job for you.

- Here, paste up these posters.

- Where?

Everywhere. We're having a big meeting

tonight in the high school gym.

- What for?

- The war effort.

That's right. There's a job to be done

right here at home.

- Come on, Stanley. We'll fix it.

- Sure.

How do you do?

- What's going on here?

- Bicycle shop moving out.

Radio shop moving in.

Why?

Why...

Just a minute, my good man.

You can't do this.

I would like to see somebody stop me.

Oh, no, you don't. Oh, no, you don't!

You can't take this bicycle, sir.

This is our property, and you will not...

- It's our bike.

- You can't interfere...

- Give it to me, sir. No, sir.

- I'll call the authority.

You can't do it. You...

Oh, you big...!

Gentlemen.

- Why, this is outrageous.

- Well...

What are you doing in my shop?

- Your shop?

- Yes.

- It's our shop.

- It certainly is.

And we have Mr. Norton's dispossess notice

to prove it.

Why, I just signed the lease

for this place.

They told me the former occupants

are now in the Army.

They were among the first to volunteer.

Brave gentlemen. I salute them, sirs.

He's talking about us.

- That's right. Pardon me, sir.

- Yes?

I'm Mr. Hardy

and this is my partner, Mr. Laurel.

- And we are not in the Army.

- Yes.

No. And we want our store back.

Oh, well, now, that's different.

Now, let me think.

- Yes.

- Let me think. Let me think.

Let him think.

Let me see, l...

I sell radios, you sell bicycles.

I don't really need all this space.

And in times like these,

we must all pull together.

- Why don't we share the store?

- It's a deal.

Bicycles, burglar alarms, locks and keys...

- And radios.

- That's right, sir.

- We welcome you to the firm.

- Thank you, sir.

- Thank you, sir.

- Thank you, Ollie.

Thank you.

But right now, we have some work to do

for Uncle Sam.

Come, Stanley.

- Thank you.

- Goodbye.

And as for you, when I return...

...l'd like to see every one of those bicycles

back in this shop...

...in their proper place.

I'll see you at the back door.

Hello, Heydrich?

Well, I've occupied the shop.

- And I have a couple of partners.

- Partners?

Your orders were to establish yourself

as a patriotic, respectable American.

You can't have partners

on this assignment.

Don't get so excited.

Wait till you see them.

They're a wonderful front.

We'll go down the street.

We'll put them on both sides...

...so that they can see them coming

and going.

Yeah.

Are you putting that one on

upside down?

Look at my dress.

You've ruined my new dress!

It wasn't me, lady. It was him.

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