Flipper (1964–1967): Season 1, Episode 6 - Dolphin for Sale - full transcript
Dorrie Stone kidnaps Flipper. When Sandy and Bud tell their Dad, all three of them go to investigate.
- Come on, Bud, let's go.
- Hey, wait for me.
Wait a minute.
- Flipper.
Flipper.
- Hey, Flipper.
- Here, boy.
- Flipper.
- Flipper, Flipper, here boy.
- Flipper.
Flipper.
Where is he?
- Where's the horn?
You had it last.
- I did not, look in the boat.
- Mighty funny you knew
just where it was there.
- I didn't, I was just guessing.
Boy, hey must be way out.
Flipper.
Hiya.
Flipper.
- Boys, front and center, boys,
let's go, on the double.
- Golly, why?
- Out.
- Did something happen?
- Yeah, if this weren't
the wrong time of the year,
I'd say a hurricane just
hit inside that house.
Shoes, books, shirts, all over the place.
- I'm sorry, Dad.
We'll straighten it out.
Come on, Bud.
- Now, wait a minute.
Saying you're sorry isn't enough.
You're also supposed to clean up the yard.
Now, what do I have to do to pound
some responsibility into your head?
All right, get going-
On the double.
- But when do we
get to play with Flipper?
- Believe it or not, Bud,
that's not important thing in the world.
- It is to him.
- Flipper can get along
without you very well,
and unless you two start shaping up,
he's gonna have to.
- Go on, Flipper.
See you later.
Maybe.
♫ They call him Flipper,
Flipper, faster than lightning
♫ No one you see is smarter than he
♫ And we know Flipper lives
in a world full of wonder
♫ Flying there under, under the sea
- Flipper.
- Flipper.
Come on boy.
Dad,Dad.
- Flipper's gone.
- What?
- We called him and called him
but he didn't come.
- Did you try using the horn?
- We couldn't, Bud lost it again.
- No, I did not.
- But he usually answers
to our voices, too,
except when he's way out of range,
so we went out in the boat.
- And we called him some more
and he still didn't come.
- That isn't like him
to stay away like that.
- No, it's not.
We want him back, Dad.
Maybe he can get along without us,
like you said, but we can't.
Please get him back.
- Well, how, son?
I haven't any idea where he's gone.
- You haven't?
- I told you.
- Hey, wait a minute.
You guys don't think I'm responsible
for this disappearing act?
- Well, you got so mad at us the other day
for goofing off, well, we thought maybe...
- You thought, I didn't.
- Thought what?
- You gave him away.
- Oh, Bud.
Now, look, son, Flipper's your pet.
He belongs to you and Sandy.
I wouldn't do anything like that.
- We know, Dad.
It's okay.
- Bud.
- Yeah.
Then what did happen to him?
- You want my honest opinion?
Nothing.
He's probably on his way home right now.
- Come on, Flipper.
Good boy, chow down.
Come and get it, you hear?
That's the last darn fish
you're gonna get from me, you hear?
- That's tough about Flipper, though.
- That's real Po.
- We sure miss him.
Well, let's have the
official bad news, then.
Coming up.
Mostly directives from
regional headquarters,
most of them are marked action now.
- Well, this is one weekend
I won't mind the paperwork.
Wish I could get their minds off Flipper.
- Like when my boy lost a terrier.
He didn't get over that
till I got him another pup.
- Well, it's too bad you
can't do that with a dolphin.
They're not so easy to come by.
- Hey, I don't know about that, Po.
There's a dolphin for sale at Baron Key.
- Are you sure, Ed?
Since when?
- Yesterday, I think.
That's when he caught it, Dorrie Stone.
- There he is, there's Flipper.
- Boy, are we ever glad to see you?
- Oh, did we miss you so.
- You're coming home, boy.
- And we're never gonna
let you go again, ever.
- Hey, you, clear out of there.
Get away from him.
That's my dolphin, do you hear?
You heard me, I said get out of here.
- Take it easy, Stone.
- You trying to tell me a man can't
protect his own property?
- Flipper belongs to my
boys and you know it.
- Yeah.
- I don't know any such thing.
I was cruising past Coral Key,
a good quarter of a mile
east of the park, Mr. Ricks,
and this dolphin came alongside.
Next thing I know, he's followed me home.
There's nothing wrong with that, is there?
I was out in open sea.
- You knew it was Flipper.
- That dolphin is mine.
- No, sir, that just isn't so.
- He's ours, he's not yours...
- All right, sport.
Take it easy, sport, take it easy.
- Tell him, Dad.
Tell him he's not his.
- There's nothing to
tell, is there, Mr. Ricks?
A dolphin in the open sea belongs
to anyone that finds him.
Look it up, I did.
- What proof do you have
you were in the open sea?
- You just prove I wasn't.
My word's as good as yours
in any court, you know?
Maybe better, 'cause you'd be suing me.
I looked that up, too.
- Yeah, I'll bet you did.
Well, I'm gonna do a
little looking myself.
Come on, boys, let's go.
- Dad, you're not gonna leave
Flipper with him, are you?
- You can't, you just can't.
- Afraid we're gonna have to for now, son,
but I'll be back, Stone.
- You'd best make it fast.
Circus fellow's coming
around tomorrow to buy him.
Mr. Kyle Stewart.
- Don't you dare sell Flipper.
We'll have you arrested, won't you, Dad?
- Well, I'm
sure gonna give it a try.
. Try away.
You can't stop a man
from selling what's his.
- If it's his.
All right, boys, let's go.
Don't start spending
that money yet, Stone.
- I want to help you, Po.
You know that.
- It's not me, Constable.
Flipper's the boys' pet.
- But all this stuff you looked up for me.
I don't see how it could work.
- Yeah, but it might.
- Might snow in July, too.
Well, let's get on over there.
- Thanks, Pete.
I'll be right behind you.
- Come on, Spray.
- Where do you think you guys are going?
- To get Flipper, of course.
- Can't we go, Dad?
- I guess so, but don't get
your hopes up too high, it may not work.
- We know.
- Oh, it's gotta work, though.
It's just gotta.
Come on, Spray.
Come on.
- Bud, you can't...
- What's the whistle, then?
He sick or something?
- No, they do that all the time
when they want help, that is.
- You'll get it.
Get the boss.
Mr. Stewart.
You know something?
I ain't one bit richer
than I was when I met you.
- 500, right?
- Right.
Your bill of sale.
Had Mr. Paul Timothy make it out.
He's a certified notary public.
. Okay-
Get with it.
- Come on.
- Come on, let's go.
Hurry UP-
- Come on, Spray, come on.
- Tommy.
- What happened, Flipper?
- Oh, Flipper.
- We won't let nobody get you.
- You all right, bud?
- Boy, we'll take you home.
- Oh, boy, Flipper.
- How are you, Stone?
- Morning, Mr. Peters.
- By order of the authority vested in me,
I wanna ask a few questions
about that dolphin
you say you own.
- Ask him.
Mr. Kyle Stewart, he owns him now.
- Yes, and I'm moving him out.
Now if you'll just step back.
- Well, now, maybe I will, maybe I won't.
That depends on your title to him.
- Here, look it over.
- Thank you kindly, I will do that.
Well, couple of things here
I don't like the sound of,
but I guess it's within the law.
- Now, can I take him?
- Well, now that depends.
I'd have to know where and how.
- What are you talking about?
- Just a minute.
Let's see.
Oh, yes, yes.
Section five 18, the subsection two,
state regulations on exporting live stock.
Says a license is required.
- I'm not exporting him.
I'm taking him to Jacksonville.
- Well, now, in that case, Mr. Stewart,
a license is not required.
- Good, now-.
- Now wait a minute, wait a minute.
Constable, he didn't tell you
how he was taking him there.
- That's right, he didn't.
Well, Mr. Stewart?
- You've got to be kidding.
What does that look like to you?
- I'd say that's some kind of a truck,
but I don't know is it the right kind.
According to section 631, that is...
- Skip it, the truck was checked out
by the Motor Vehicle
Department in Tallahassee,
the state capital.
- Easy to say, Mister.
- For crying out loud.
With the official stamps.
Any other objections?
- Yes, Mr. Stewart, I've got an objection.
A big one.
- Well, what are you, highway patrol?
- No, I'm a park warden,
but you're not breaking
any law in my jurisdiction.
- So? 50?
- You are breaking a moral law, though.
Only I don't think you know it.
- Go on.
- Well, that dolphin that Stone sold you.
- I got him fair and square.
I had every right in the world.
- Legally, maybe, but that's all.
You see, Mr. Stewart,
Flipper's a family pet.
My boys, Sandy and Bud,
well, they've trained him,
with him every day.
He means an awful lot to them.
If they lose Flipper this way,
well, it won't be the end
of the world, I'll admit,
but they'll think so.
That's why I'm asking you to please
reconsider your decision.
- Oh, look where Spray's going.
- Yeah, I'd better get him out of there.
- Yeah, before they sell him, too.
- So that's it, Mr. Stewart.
I don't know any other way to put it.
If you could find it in your heart
not to take Flipper away...
- I could find it in
my heart, not in here.
I paid $500 for that dolphin.
- Excuse me, Dad.
- Wait a minute, Sandy.
You were saying?
- Deal's a deal, that's all.
I bought the dolphin...
- Dad, look this is important.
Our horn.
I found it in Mr. Stone's trailer.
- What were you doing in there?
- That's how he did it, Dad.
That's how he got Flipper to follow him.
- This is it, Pete, exhibit A.
- Now, just a minute, you hear,
that's my horn and I want it back.
- Jump, Flipper, jump.
- Okay, you lost him for me,
now get him back.
Make with that horn again.
- No, sir.
You're not making me an
accessory to Dorrie's crime.
- Crime?
What crime?
Now, you look here, Constable...
- I'm arresting you for it,
and anything you say
may be used against you.
- Now, now, Constable,
there's no need of that.
I didn't steal the dolphin...
- Not saying you did,
not saying you didn't.
I'm taking you in for stealing this horn.
- He's all ours again, Bud.
- Sorry, Flipper, we
can't play with you now.
- Yeah, maybe later.
- Oh, we're sorry, Flipper.
We can't, we got more
important things to do.
- Hi, Dad.
Didn't expect you back so soon.
- Well, the trial didn't
last that long, Sandy.
Judge found Dorrie guilty, all right,
of stealing the horn,
but then he suspended
sentence at my request.
- Dad, what'd you do that for?
Now Dorrie will be coming around
trying to get Flipper back again.
- Now, he won't.
Dorrie signed a statement in black in white.
Flipper belongs to you and to Bud.
- At your request.
Nice going, Dad.
Nothing to worry about, now, Squirt.
- Now, wait a minute, yes there is.
I didn't request this clean up job.
Or did I?
- No.
- How's it look so far?
- It looks great, but why?
- Oh, I don't know.
- We did our chores,
finished our homework,
and we had some free time.
- Is that right?
Well, then don't waste it.
Get in the water and have some fun.
- Oh boy.
♫ Everyone loves the king of the sea
♫ Ever so kind and gentle is he
♫ Tricks he will do when children appear
♫ And how they laugh when he's near
♫ They call him Flipper,
Flipper, faster than lightning
♫ No one you see is smarter than he
♫ And we know Flipper lives
in a world full of wonder
♫ Flying there under, under the sea
- Hey, wait for me.
Wait a minute.
- Flipper.
Flipper.
- Hey, Flipper.
- Here, boy.
- Flipper.
- Flipper, Flipper, here boy.
- Flipper.
Flipper.
Where is he?
- Where's the horn?
You had it last.
- I did not, look in the boat.
- Mighty funny you knew
just where it was there.
- I didn't, I was just guessing.
Boy, hey must be way out.
Flipper.
Hiya.
Flipper.
- Boys, front and center, boys,
let's go, on the double.
- Golly, why?
- Out.
- Did something happen?
- Yeah, if this weren't
the wrong time of the year,
I'd say a hurricane just
hit inside that house.
Shoes, books, shirts, all over the place.
- I'm sorry, Dad.
We'll straighten it out.
Come on, Bud.
- Now, wait a minute.
Saying you're sorry isn't enough.
You're also supposed to clean up the yard.
Now, what do I have to do to pound
some responsibility into your head?
All right, get going-
On the double.
- But when do we
get to play with Flipper?
- Believe it or not, Bud,
that's not important thing in the world.
- It is to him.
- Flipper can get along
without you very well,
and unless you two start shaping up,
he's gonna have to.
- Go on, Flipper.
See you later.
Maybe.
♫ They call him Flipper,
Flipper, faster than lightning
♫ No one you see is smarter than he
♫ And we know Flipper lives
in a world full of wonder
♫ Flying there under, under the sea
- Flipper.
- Flipper.
Come on boy.
Dad,Dad.
- Flipper's gone.
- What?
- We called him and called him
but he didn't come.
- Did you try using the horn?
- We couldn't, Bud lost it again.
- No, I did not.
- But he usually answers
to our voices, too,
except when he's way out of range,
so we went out in the boat.
- And we called him some more
and he still didn't come.
- That isn't like him
to stay away like that.
- No, it's not.
We want him back, Dad.
Maybe he can get along without us,
like you said, but we can't.
Please get him back.
- Well, how, son?
I haven't any idea where he's gone.
- You haven't?
- I told you.
- Hey, wait a minute.
You guys don't think I'm responsible
for this disappearing act?
- Well, you got so mad at us the other day
for goofing off, well, we thought maybe...
- You thought, I didn't.
- Thought what?
- You gave him away.
- Oh, Bud.
Now, look, son, Flipper's your pet.
He belongs to you and Sandy.
I wouldn't do anything like that.
- We know, Dad.
It's okay.
- Bud.
- Yeah.
Then what did happen to him?
- You want my honest opinion?
Nothing.
He's probably on his way home right now.
- Come on, Flipper.
Good boy, chow down.
Come and get it, you hear?
That's the last darn fish
you're gonna get from me, you hear?
- That's tough about Flipper, though.
- That's real Po.
- We sure miss him.
Well, let's have the
official bad news, then.
Coming up.
Mostly directives from
regional headquarters,
most of them are marked action now.
- Well, this is one weekend
I won't mind the paperwork.
Wish I could get their minds off Flipper.
- Like when my boy lost a terrier.
He didn't get over that
till I got him another pup.
- Well, it's too bad you
can't do that with a dolphin.
They're not so easy to come by.
- Hey, I don't know about that, Po.
There's a dolphin for sale at Baron Key.
- Are you sure, Ed?
Since when?
- Yesterday, I think.
That's when he caught it, Dorrie Stone.
- There he is, there's Flipper.
- Boy, are we ever glad to see you?
- Oh, did we miss you so.
- You're coming home, boy.
- And we're never gonna
let you go again, ever.
- Hey, you, clear out of there.
Get away from him.
That's my dolphin, do you hear?
You heard me, I said get out of here.
- Take it easy, Stone.
- You trying to tell me a man can't
protect his own property?
- Flipper belongs to my
boys and you know it.
- Yeah.
- I don't know any such thing.
I was cruising past Coral Key,
a good quarter of a mile
east of the park, Mr. Ricks,
and this dolphin came alongside.
Next thing I know, he's followed me home.
There's nothing wrong with that, is there?
I was out in open sea.
- You knew it was Flipper.
- That dolphin is mine.
- No, sir, that just isn't so.
- He's ours, he's not yours...
- All right, sport.
Take it easy, sport, take it easy.
- Tell him, Dad.
Tell him he's not his.
- There's nothing to
tell, is there, Mr. Ricks?
A dolphin in the open sea belongs
to anyone that finds him.
Look it up, I did.
- What proof do you have
you were in the open sea?
- You just prove I wasn't.
My word's as good as yours
in any court, you know?
Maybe better, 'cause you'd be suing me.
I looked that up, too.
- Yeah, I'll bet you did.
Well, I'm gonna do a
little looking myself.
Come on, boys, let's go.
- Dad, you're not gonna leave
Flipper with him, are you?
- You can't, you just can't.
- Afraid we're gonna have to for now, son,
but I'll be back, Stone.
- You'd best make it fast.
Circus fellow's coming
around tomorrow to buy him.
Mr. Kyle Stewart.
- Don't you dare sell Flipper.
We'll have you arrested, won't you, Dad?
- Well, I'm
sure gonna give it a try.
. Try away.
You can't stop a man
from selling what's his.
- If it's his.
All right, boys, let's go.
Don't start spending
that money yet, Stone.
- I want to help you, Po.
You know that.
- It's not me, Constable.
Flipper's the boys' pet.
- But all this stuff you looked up for me.
I don't see how it could work.
- Yeah, but it might.
- Might snow in July, too.
Well, let's get on over there.
- Thanks, Pete.
I'll be right behind you.
- Come on, Spray.
- Where do you think you guys are going?
- To get Flipper, of course.
- Can't we go, Dad?
- I guess so, but don't get
your hopes up too high, it may not work.
- We know.
- Oh, it's gotta work, though.
It's just gotta.
Come on, Spray.
Come on.
- Bud, you can't...
- What's the whistle, then?
He sick or something?
- No, they do that all the time
when they want help, that is.
- You'll get it.
Get the boss.
Mr. Stewart.
You know something?
I ain't one bit richer
than I was when I met you.
- 500, right?
- Right.
Your bill of sale.
Had Mr. Paul Timothy make it out.
He's a certified notary public.
. Okay-
Get with it.
- Come on.
- Come on, let's go.
Hurry UP-
- Come on, Spray, come on.
- Tommy.
- What happened, Flipper?
- Oh, Flipper.
- We won't let nobody get you.
- You all right, bud?
- Boy, we'll take you home.
- Oh, boy, Flipper.
- How are you, Stone?
- Morning, Mr. Peters.
- By order of the authority vested in me,
I wanna ask a few questions
about that dolphin
you say you own.
- Ask him.
Mr. Kyle Stewart, he owns him now.
- Yes, and I'm moving him out.
Now if you'll just step back.
- Well, now, maybe I will, maybe I won't.
That depends on your title to him.
- Here, look it over.
- Thank you kindly, I will do that.
Well, couple of things here
I don't like the sound of,
but I guess it's within the law.
- Now, can I take him?
- Well, now that depends.
I'd have to know where and how.
- What are you talking about?
- Just a minute.
Let's see.
Oh, yes, yes.
Section five 18, the subsection two,
state regulations on exporting live stock.
Says a license is required.
- I'm not exporting him.
I'm taking him to Jacksonville.
- Well, now, in that case, Mr. Stewart,
a license is not required.
- Good, now-.
- Now wait a minute, wait a minute.
Constable, he didn't tell you
how he was taking him there.
- That's right, he didn't.
Well, Mr. Stewart?
- You've got to be kidding.
What does that look like to you?
- I'd say that's some kind of a truck,
but I don't know is it the right kind.
According to section 631, that is...
- Skip it, the truck was checked out
by the Motor Vehicle
Department in Tallahassee,
the state capital.
- Easy to say, Mister.
- For crying out loud.
With the official stamps.
Any other objections?
- Yes, Mr. Stewart, I've got an objection.
A big one.
- Well, what are you, highway patrol?
- No, I'm a park warden,
but you're not breaking
any law in my jurisdiction.
- So? 50?
- You are breaking a moral law, though.
Only I don't think you know it.
- Go on.
- Well, that dolphin that Stone sold you.
- I got him fair and square.
I had every right in the world.
- Legally, maybe, but that's all.
You see, Mr. Stewart,
Flipper's a family pet.
My boys, Sandy and Bud,
well, they've trained him,
with him every day.
He means an awful lot to them.
If they lose Flipper this way,
well, it won't be the end
of the world, I'll admit,
but they'll think so.
That's why I'm asking you to please
reconsider your decision.
- Oh, look where Spray's going.
- Yeah, I'd better get him out of there.
- Yeah, before they sell him, too.
- So that's it, Mr. Stewart.
I don't know any other way to put it.
If you could find it in your heart
not to take Flipper away...
- I could find it in
my heart, not in here.
I paid $500 for that dolphin.
- Excuse me, Dad.
- Wait a minute, Sandy.
You were saying?
- Deal's a deal, that's all.
I bought the dolphin...
- Dad, look this is important.
Our horn.
I found it in Mr. Stone's trailer.
- What were you doing in there?
- That's how he did it, Dad.
That's how he got Flipper to follow him.
- This is it, Pete, exhibit A.
- Now, just a minute, you hear,
that's my horn and I want it back.
- Jump, Flipper, jump.
- Okay, you lost him for me,
now get him back.
Make with that horn again.
- No, sir.
You're not making me an
accessory to Dorrie's crime.
- Crime?
What crime?
Now, you look here, Constable...
- I'm arresting you for it,
and anything you say
may be used against you.
- Now, now, Constable,
there's no need of that.
I didn't steal the dolphin...
- Not saying you did,
not saying you didn't.
I'm taking you in for stealing this horn.
- He's all ours again, Bud.
- Sorry, Flipper, we
can't play with you now.
- Yeah, maybe later.
- Oh, we're sorry, Flipper.
We can't, we got more
important things to do.
- Hi, Dad.
Didn't expect you back so soon.
- Well, the trial didn't
last that long, Sandy.
Judge found Dorrie guilty, all right,
of stealing the horn,
but then he suspended
sentence at my request.
- Dad, what'd you do that for?
Now Dorrie will be coming around
trying to get Flipper back again.
- Now, he won't.
Dorrie signed a statement in black in white.
Flipper belongs to you and to Bud.
- At your request.
Nice going, Dad.
Nothing to worry about, now, Squirt.
- Now, wait a minute, yes there is.
I didn't request this clean up job.
Or did I?
- No.
- How's it look so far?
- It looks great, but why?
- Oh, I don't know.
- We did our chores,
finished our homework,
and we had some free time.
- Is that right?
Well, then don't waste it.
Get in the water and have some fun.
- Oh boy.
♫ Everyone loves the king of the sea
♫ Ever so kind and gentle is he
♫ Tricks he will do when children appear
♫ And how they laugh when he's near
♫ They call him Flipper,
Flipper, faster than lightning
♫ No one you see is smarter than he
♫ And we know Flipper lives
in a world full of wonder
♫ Flying there under, under the sea