Dennis the Menace Page #3

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on the first level...

but my suggestion is this:

Give the toy store six months free rent

to move up to the third level.

When I go to the mall with my little boy,

we always visit the toy store.

He knows he won't get anything unless

it's a special occasion, but like every kid...

he wants to look around...

Could you spare us the family anecdotes?

There's always a lot of traffic in toy stores.

If people have to go up to the third level

to visit the toy store...

then they have to go through

two other levels to get there.

That's apparent to anyone with children.

And you have to assume

that potential tenants...

might have kids and would know that...

and it might entice them

to take up space in the other levels.

That's all I'm saying.

We could have carried up

a lot more stuff...

if you didn't have to bring that idiotic doll

and all her junk!

She's not idiotic!

She's an important training tool.

You know why men are so lousy

when it comes to taking care of babies?

They have better things to do.

Like what? Play golf and drink beer?

No, like hunting, having wars, driving cars,

shaving, cleaning fish.

Do you know how to do that?

Me?

Margaret.

Oh, okay.

If you didn't have women,

you wouldn't have babies...

and you wouldn't have people.

If you didn't have men,

who'd drive the ladies to the hospital?

Most important, they marry the women,

then the women can go and get the baby.

The baby is in her stomach!

She has to get it installed. Her stomach

isn't just filled up with babies.

- Who installs them?

- A minister and a doctor.

- How?

- How?

She wants to know how?

Tell me, Dennis, how?

The bellybutton. It opens up.

- How come men have them?

- So they don't look weird in bathing suits.

Okay, on the count of three...

move your hand.

One.

Two.

Three!

Okay, this time on the count of four.

One.

Two.

Three.

Four!

Joey, you hold the hammer and,

Margaret, you hold the nail.

We did a pretty good job.

- How about a little paint?

- Couldn't hurt.

- You got any?

- My dad does.

- Give me my doll, you jerk!

- I don't have it!

- Give it to me! Dennis!

- I didn't take your doll.

It's not here. Somebody took it.

We've been with you.

Do you guys swear you didn't take it?

Yep.

I've been robbed!

You don't understand.

Baby Louise is a very expensive antique.

Nobody robbed your doll.

- Maybe a bear ate it.

- What?

Yeah, there's no robbers in our town.

What are you eating there, sport?

A apple.

Hi, Mr. Mitchell.

Hello, Polly. Come on in.

- What's the helmet for?

- My girlfriend used to baby-sit for Dennis.

She said to bring a helmet and wear pants.

I'm looking for Polly.

You're Mickey?

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