The Brady Bunch (1969–1974): Season 2, Episode 7 - The Treasure of Sierra Avenue - full transcript
Greg, Peter and Bobby are playing football alone in a vacant lot when Bobby finds a wallet without any identification it in, but a lot of large bills. After taking it home, Greg finds that the wallet contains exactly $1,100. The three first argue about who gets to keep the money, and following that argument the boys have a fight with the girls about whether they will share the money with them, which the boys refuse to do. It may be a moot point if the owner of the wallet comes forward. Mike suggests turning the wallet over the police, but Mike still places an ad in the lost and found section much to the boys' chagrin. Because of the way all the children are acting, Mike and Carol hope that the owner does come forward, not only for the owner's sake, but also to keep the peace in the house. The question becomes who will get what they want as a result of the found wallet?
♪ Here's the story ♪
♪ Of a lovely lady ♪
♪ Who was bringing up ♪
♪ Three very lovely girls ♪
♪ All of them had hair of gold ♪
♪ Like their mother ♪
♪ The youngest one in curls ♪
♪ It's the story of a
man named Brady ♪
♪ Who was busy with
three boys of his own ♪
♪ They were four
men living all together ♪
♪ Yet they were all alone ♪
♪ Till the one day when ♪
♪ The lady met this fellow ♪
♪ And they knew that it was
much more than a hunch ♪
♪ That this group ♪
♪ Must somehow form a family ♪
♪ That's the way we all
became the Brady Bunch ♪
♪ The Brady Bunch ♪
♪ The Brady Bunch ♪
♪ That's the way we
became the Brady Bunch. ♪
Bobby, keep your eyes open.
They are, but it's
dark under here.
Hey, I didn't get to run.
That's cause you lost the ball.
The other side's got it now.
Why don't you sit down, Bobby.
Go out, Peter.
I want to play.
Okay. Go chase the ball.
Hey, let's have it.
Wow, look what I found.
Wow!
Hey, it's full of tens
and 20s and 50s.
It's a fortune!
Now aren't you glad I played?
850...
900... Hey, don't touch.
950... $1,000... 1,050...
Boy, that's a million
weeks' allowance.
Whoever lost it must be
out of their minds with worry.
$1,100.
Wow.
With that kind of loot,
I'll tape my trick knee.
We'll form a league and
play every vacant lot in town.
Oh, I can't imagine who would
carry this much cash around.
There must have been
a very special reason.
Mom, that's the third time
you looked through that.
There's no
identification in there.
Well, Greg, it has to
belong to somebody.
Yeah, me.
You?! Why you?
'Cause I'm the
one that found it.
Well, I'm the one that
missed it so you could find it.
I'm the one who threw it
so you could miss
it so he could find it.
And I'm the one
who's your mother,
so can I get into this argument?
Please, mom.
We all found it.
So it belongs to all of us.
Uh-uh, finders keepers.
I'm the one who said let's
go to the lot in the first place.
Greg... Yes, mom?
Hello. Mr. Brady, please.
What are you calling Dad for?
I just thought you'd
like to tell your father
that you and your
brothers struck gold
and how you're
going to share it.
Sure.
Brady.
Dad?
Yeah. Greg, what's
up, anything wrong?
Oh, no, everything's groovy.
Look, I'm a little
jammed up right now.
Dad, you'll never
guess what happened.
Greg, could it wait till later?
Well, I suppose
it could, but, see,
we were playing football
in a lot Mm-hmm. That so?
Yeah, and we found $1,100.
Um, that's fine, Greg.
Look, I'll talk to you later.
Give my love to your
mother, okay? Good-bye.
$1,100.
And that ain't hay.
What is it you kids call
money nowadays, "bread"?
That is a lot of bread.
Hey, where are you going?
Downstairs to see the bread!
Hey, wait a minute,
you're not finished yet.
Let's see now, you
bring down the two...
that's two-sixths,
and that's six-thirds.
We can let the boys have that.
What are you
figuring, Lady Einstein?
Well, you divide $1,100
by six... that $183.33
for each of us, and a third.
If you're so good at figuring,
how come you only
got a C-plus in math?
This isn't math, this is money.
And you think the boys
are going to want to share.
Why shouldn't they?
Sure. You know what
dad's always saying
about a family should be
one for all and all for one.
And we're one big, happy family.
We're their loving sisters,
and they're our loving brothers.
Besides, we're giving them
the two extra pennies, aren't we?
Oh, you girls are
generous to a fault.
Wow. That's $183 and 33 cents...
for each of the six of us.
Let's see, now,
there'd be $366.66
for each of the three of us.
Three goes into 11...
Hey, don't worry,
I got it right.
Hey, you can't
divide 1,100 by three.
Why not?
There's stuff left over.
Two-thirds of a cent.
Well, that's money.
Let's flip for it.
Who is it?
It's your loving sisters.
Aw, let them in.
That's sure a lot of money.
Yeah.
What were you
blocking the door for?
Well... With all this
money around...
Yeah, what happens
if nobody were home
while we were all at school?
And some crooks break in?
Or robbers?
We were trying to find a
good, safe hiding place.
That's a good idea, brother.
We wouldn't want anything
to happen to our money.
Your money?!
It's our money.
You mean you won't share it?
With your loving sisters?
We all love each other,
and that's a lot of bread.
Well, gee, none of you were
even there when we found it.
We'd share the
money if we found it.
Well, we wouldn't expect you to.
Well, if the Brady boys
are going to be selfish,
then the Brady girls just
aren't going to talk to them.
Well, it's going to
be mighty difficult
living in the same house not
talking to each other, isn't it?
But it's not our fault, Dad.
We'd share.
Hold it!
I am going to put an end to
this problem, here and now.
The wallet.
Please.
What are you going
to do with it, Dad?
I am going to turn it over
to the police department,
because that's where
people usually go
when they lose something,
hoping that somebody
honest is going to turn it in.
Even if there's
no identification?
Peter, I.D. or no I.D.,
we know it's not ours.
Don't we?
You're absolutely right, Dad.
I couldn't agree more.
Me, too.
Good-bye, girls.
Good-bye. CINDY: Good-bye!
But what if nobody claims it?
Then it's ours, isn't it?
Now, look, Greg...
Well, isn't it?
If nobody claims it.
Well, somebody will, of course.
Yeah, but that's not the point.
I don't like what the
money is doing to the boys.
Well, the girls
aren't helping any
by not talking to them.
Yeah. I suppose that's my fault.
After all I've said
about "all for one."
Well, let's not be
unfair to the boys.
I mean, after all, they are
the ones who found the money.
You know what?
You're bending over
backwards to favor the boys.
Well, you're doing a little
bending yourself, Mr. Brady.
Now, what I think we
should do with the money is...
Yes, Mrs. Brady?
I'm as bad as the kids.
The money doesn't
even belong to us.
That's what I keep saying.
Somebody will claim it.
And as for the kids, well,
you know how they are.
In no time, they'll forget
they weren't speaking.
See?
Well, that takes care
of the juice, Alice.
Now, if you can handle
the cereal department,
I'm going to see
what's going on upstairs.
Right.
Howdy, partner.
Howdy, ma'am.
You ready for chow?
Yup.
Hi, Alice.
Hi.
Hi, Alice.
Hi. Hi.
Hi. We're not supposed to talk.
I can talk if I want to.
Okay. But I'm
not talking to you.
That's what you
are doing, Cindy.
I was not.
Was I?
Look, let's have a
little less not talking
and a little more eating.
Good morning, Alice.
Morning.
Good morning, Alice. - Morning.
You here for looking or eating?
Alice, can you tell some people
they're blocking
the refrigerator
and other people are hungry?
Marcia, your brother says
will you please excuse him.
Some people are
not only selfish,
they won't even wait their turn.
Hey, where's Greg?
He wasn't upstairs.
He's on the phone.
Okay, well, I was
just wondering.
Thank you very much.
That's a lot of money.
I'll keep in touch. Good-bye.
Oh, hi, Pete.
Who were you talking to?
The police. I wanted to see
if anybody'd picked
the money up.
Well, did they?
No, it's still there.
That means maybe
we're going to get it.
Don't count on it.
Read this.
"Found: brown and
white cocker spaniel."
So what does that
got to do with it?
No, no, no, the next one.
Oh. "Lost: brown wallet..."
That's it.
Containing large sum
of money. Reward."
What did you have to
go and read that for?
I couldn't help it.
The paper was sitting
right here by the phone.
There's a number to call.
I know.
Gee. If only we
hadn't looked at it.
But we did.
Yeah.
If we call, we could
lose the money.
Should we call or shouldn't we?
That's the question.
What's the answer?
I don't know.
Are you with me?
All the way.
And you know the consequences.
Yup.
Okay, we call.
Don't give it away now.
Make him tell you
exactly where he lost it.
And how many
$50 bills there were.
I will, I will.
Oh, how many bills were there?
I don't know.
Sir?
I'm calling about the
lost wallet you advertised.
And if you'll just tell
me what it looks like...
Brown, huh?
It's worn, old.
Lots of bills.
$220?!
Sir, I'm happy to t...
I mean, I'm sorry to tell you,
but this isn't your wallet.
Good-bye.
Boy, it sure pays to be honest.
Yeah, it sure does.
And I'm proud of both of you.
But I already called that ad.
You called?
Mm-hmm. That's why
the paper's near the phone.
You know something, Dad?
I feel it... that money's
going to be ours.
Mm-hmm. It might.
Might? It's already
been a whole day.
And nobody even called
the police... I checked.
Well, people don't
always go to the police.
That's why I put an ad
of my own in the paper.
You put one in?
About our money?
About the money you found.
What did you say in the ad?
Well, just whoever
lost a wallet,
call us up and identify it.
Now, that ought
to bring results.
Hello.
Yes.
Could you describe it?
Mm-hmm.
Mm-hmm.
Mm-hmm.
Uh-uh. Wrong wallet.
Yes, that... that
is a lot of money
and I'm sure you do need it.
I'd like to help
you, I really would.
Well, it just isn't
the wallet we found.
I'm sorry, I-I'm
really very sorry.
Ah! Darned onions. Oh!
Hi, Alice.
Hi. Hey... hey is
something wrong, Alice?
Alice, I've told you,
peel the onions
under the cold water.
What, and miss a good cry?
Hey, any calls about the wallet?
Yeah, 18.
And some fascinating guesses.
Are you ready for plaid cowhide?
Yeah, got to expect
some ding-a-lings,
but I refuse to be cynical.
Hi, Mom, hi, Dad.
Hi.
Hi, mom, dad. Is
the money still safe?
Yes, O mighty King Midas.
We'll get it any day now.
Well, you know the police
can hold onto it
for a long time.
The law says six months.
Yeah, six months.
Oh? Really?
Unless, of course,
you assume liability.
That's very interesting,
Peter, go on.
Well, if you sign for it,
we can ask the police to
give us the wallet right now,
and hold it ourselves
six months in the bank,
and collect the interest.
That's how it works.
Where in the world did
you get all this information?
Joey's dad told me.
Joey's Peter's friend.
His dad picked him up
at school and I asked him.
He's a lawyer.
Well, we certainly appreciate
your checking this
out so thoroughly.
That's okay. Just let me know
how you want to handle it, Dad.
There they go...
Howard Hughes and J. Paul Getty.
Oh, all those kids
think about is money
since they found that wallet.
And it isn't even theirs yet.
That's what concerns me...
And what's going to
happen if they get it?
I need some paper.
Just a moment, please.
When it comes to
sharing in this house,
there are certain selfish
people in this house
who don't care to.
I always share paper with you.
Not when it's green,
with numbers on it
and you find it in a wallet.
Come on, Marcia.
You don't share with us, stingy,
we don't share with you.
Just what do you
think you're doing?
Trying to figure out
how my hair looks best.
Combed down all over your face.
Very funny.
Now what do you
think you're doing?
I told you, I'm trying to figure
out how my hair looks best.
I mean, you're
using my hairbrush.
I always use your hairbrush.
Not anymore, Mr. Stingy.
Want a piece of licorice?
Yeah!
I bet you do.
It seems to me that things
are getting slightly out
of hand around here.
I'm with you.
And I'm doing some
straightening out, pronto.
This is rapidly becoming
a house divided.
And you should all be
ashamed of yourselves.
Because of something
you don't even have.
Your mother and I
share our good fortune.
We share it with all of you.
Every day.
It's about time
you pulled yourselves together
and called a truce
to this civil war.
And that's an order.
Please, Dad, just a minute.
Okay. We'll share.
You really mean it?
Yeah.
Me, too.
Not me.
All right, I'll share.
A very wise decision.
Well, boys might as
well learn at an early age
that girls are going
to cost them money
the rest of their lives.
Ah!
Thanks, Greg... for sharing.
You, too, Peter and Bobby.
Heck, even six ways,
it's a lot of money.
Yeah.
Hey, wow!
What?!
It just came to me
why Dad called this big meeting.
Why? Why? Why? Why?
Well, he must think
we're going to get the money!
Shh, shh, shh!
Hello?
Yeah, this is Mr. Brady.
$150 down? No, I'm afraid
you got the wrong Mr. Brady.
Mr. Greg Brady?
Just a moment.
Greg?
Mike, guess who was
just at the back door?
Who?
One of Peter's friends.
Peter offered to buy his
ten-speed bike from him.
Yeah, Dad?
Uh, Greg, phone for you.
A Mr. Greg Brady
has been pricing cars.
Cars!?
Hello? Yes, sir.
Uh, well, you see, I haven't
quite got the down payment yet.
No.
Uh, why don't we
just forget it, sir? Sorry.
What in the world
is going to be next around here?
Can I have a stamp, Daddy?
I want to send away for a horse.
Any questions?
We are not buying anything.
Hello.
Yeah, this is he.
They did? That's wonderful!
Yeah. Thanks, Sergeant.
The owners have just
picked up their wallet
at the police station.
Thank goodness.
That is the best news
I've heard all week.
Yeah. Whoopee.
Well, at least there's
one good thing
about our not getting the money.
Name it.
No income tax.
Ho, ho, ho.
What we've got to do
is look on the bright side.
What bright side?
Well... it's better than
not finding $1,100 at all.
Mrs. Brady?
Yes?
My name is Stoner.
I just got my wallet
back from the police.
They gave me your address.
Oh, Mr. Stoner, I'm
so happy for you.
Won't you come in, please?
Well, just for a minute.
Me and the missus
have been doing
some frantic back-tracking
the last few days.
Oh, I can just imagine.
I wanted to thank your
boys for turning it in.
Oh, certainly, Mr. Stoner,
I'll just call them.
Uh, Greg, boys?
We were driving cross-country
and I pulled into
that lot to fix a flat.
I took off my coat... must
have fallen out of my pocket.
Sure was stupid not
having any identification
in the wallet.
Well, the important thing is
you got your money back.
Can't tell you, Mrs. Brady,
how much it means to us.
Me and the missus
have been saving up
for this trip for years.
Hello.
Hi. Hi.
Oh, Mr. Stoner
this is Greg, Bobby and Peter.
You're fine, honest boys
and I want to thank you
and give you a reward.
Gee, $100!
I think that's a little
too much, Mr. Stoner.
Mr. Stoner, this is my
husband, Mike Brady.
How do you do?
How do you do?
Dad's right, this is too much.
Well... th-they got
to take something.
How about $50?
No, I think that's still
too much, right, boys?
I agree, Dad.
Me, too.
Well, I got to give
them something.
How about $20?
Thanks, Mr. Stoner.
Thanks.
Thank you.
Thanks again... to all of you
from me and the missus.
Bye, Mr. Stoner. Good-bye, sir.
Good bye. Bye.
Certainly hope you have
a nice trip, Mr. Stoner.
Thank you, thank you.
Hang on to the wallet.
I will.
Well, what's the
matter with you guys?
What did you settle
on $20 for, Dad?
Because I think
it's enough, Greg.
It's too much.
$18 is a lot easier
to divide by six.
Let's go.
How about those boys?
Well, it really doesn't
surprise me, honey.
Me and the missus got
a great bunch of kids.
Well... all's well
that ends well.
Did you just make that up?
Yeah. It was nothing.
Well, I still don't
think it was fair
that you got the extra two cents
when the kids split
the $20 reward.
I was the one
who took the wallet
to the police station.
"All for one and one for all"?
Was that just another
great saying you made up?
What did you do?
Come on, why should you share?
Well, I'm the one
who gave the boys
permission to play
football in the vacant lot
in the first place.
Okay. Then you can have
half of my two cents.
And an extra reward.
You can have the penny back.
I'd rather have
some more reward.
♪ Of a lovely lady ♪
♪ Who was bringing up ♪
♪ Three very lovely girls ♪
♪ All of them had hair of gold ♪
♪ Like their mother ♪
♪ The youngest one in curls ♪
♪ It's the story of a
man named Brady ♪
♪ Who was busy with
three boys of his own ♪
♪ They were four
men living all together ♪
♪ Yet they were all alone ♪
♪ Till the one day when ♪
♪ The lady met this fellow ♪
♪ And they knew that it was
much more than a hunch ♪
♪ That this group ♪
♪ Must somehow form a family ♪
♪ That's the way we all
became the Brady Bunch ♪
♪ The Brady Bunch ♪
♪ The Brady Bunch ♪
♪ That's the way we
became the Brady Bunch. ♪
Bobby, keep your eyes open.
They are, but it's
dark under here.
Hey, I didn't get to run.
That's cause you lost the ball.
The other side's got it now.
Why don't you sit down, Bobby.
Go out, Peter.
I want to play.
Okay. Go chase the ball.
Hey, let's have it.
Wow, look what I found.
Wow!
Hey, it's full of tens
and 20s and 50s.
It's a fortune!
Now aren't you glad I played?
850...
900... Hey, don't touch.
950... $1,000... 1,050...
Boy, that's a million
weeks' allowance.
Whoever lost it must be
out of their minds with worry.
$1,100.
Wow.
With that kind of loot,
I'll tape my trick knee.
We'll form a league and
play every vacant lot in town.
Oh, I can't imagine who would
carry this much cash around.
There must have been
a very special reason.
Mom, that's the third time
you looked through that.
There's no
identification in there.
Well, Greg, it has to
belong to somebody.
Yeah, me.
You?! Why you?
'Cause I'm the
one that found it.
Well, I'm the one that
missed it so you could find it.
I'm the one who threw it
so you could miss
it so he could find it.
And I'm the one
who's your mother,
so can I get into this argument?
Please, mom.
We all found it.
So it belongs to all of us.
Uh-uh, finders keepers.
I'm the one who said let's
go to the lot in the first place.
Greg... Yes, mom?
Hello. Mr. Brady, please.
What are you calling Dad for?
I just thought you'd
like to tell your father
that you and your
brothers struck gold
and how you're
going to share it.
Sure.
Brady.
Dad?
Yeah. Greg, what's
up, anything wrong?
Oh, no, everything's groovy.
Look, I'm a little
jammed up right now.
Dad, you'll never
guess what happened.
Greg, could it wait till later?
Well, I suppose
it could, but, see,
we were playing football
in a lot Mm-hmm. That so?
Yeah, and we found $1,100.
Um, that's fine, Greg.
Look, I'll talk to you later.
Give my love to your
mother, okay? Good-bye.
$1,100.
And that ain't hay.
What is it you kids call
money nowadays, "bread"?
That is a lot of bread.
Hey, where are you going?
Downstairs to see the bread!
Hey, wait a minute,
you're not finished yet.
Let's see now, you
bring down the two...
that's two-sixths,
and that's six-thirds.
We can let the boys have that.
What are you
figuring, Lady Einstein?
Well, you divide $1,100
by six... that $183.33
for each of us, and a third.
If you're so good at figuring,
how come you only
got a C-plus in math?
This isn't math, this is money.
And you think the boys
are going to want to share.
Why shouldn't they?
Sure. You know what
dad's always saying
about a family should be
one for all and all for one.
And we're one big, happy family.
We're their loving sisters,
and they're our loving brothers.
Besides, we're giving them
the two extra pennies, aren't we?
Oh, you girls are
generous to a fault.
Wow. That's $183 and 33 cents...
for each of the six of us.
Let's see, now,
there'd be $366.66
for each of the three of us.
Three goes into 11...
Hey, don't worry,
I got it right.
Hey, you can't
divide 1,100 by three.
Why not?
There's stuff left over.
Two-thirds of a cent.
Well, that's money.
Let's flip for it.
Who is it?
It's your loving sisters.
Aw, let them in.
That's sure a lot of money.
Yeah.
What were you
blocking the door for?
Well... With all this
money around...
Yeah, what happens
if nobody were home
while we were all at school?
And some crooks break in?
Or robbers?
We were trying to find a
good, safe hiding place.
That's a good idea, brother.
We wouldn't want anything
to happen to our money.
Your money?!
It's our money.
You mean you won't share it?
With your loving sisters?
We all love each other,
and that's a lot of bread.
Well, gee, none of you were
even there when we found it.
We'd share the
money if we found it.
Well, we wouldn't expect you to.
Well, if the Brady boys
are going to be selfish,
then the Brady girls just
aren't going to talk to them.
Well, it's going to
be mighty difficult
living in the same house not
talking to each other, isn't it?
But it's not our fault, Dad.
We'd share.
Hold it!
I am going to put an end to
this problem, here and now.
The wallet.
Please.
What are you going
to do with it, Dad?
I am going to turn it over
to the police department,
because that's where
people usually go
when they lose something,
hoping that somebody
honest is going to turn it in.
Even if there's
no identification?
Peter, I.D. or no I.D.,
we know it's not ours.
Don't we?
You're absolutely right, Dad.
I couldn't agree more.
Me, too.
Good-bye, girls.
Good-bye. CINDY: Good-bye!
But what if nobody claims it?
Then it's ours, isn't it?
Now, look, Greg...
Well, isn't it?
If nobody claims it.
Well, somebody will, of course.
Yeah, but that's not the point.
I don't like what the
money is doing to the boys.
Well, the girls
aren't helping any
by not talking to them.
Yeah. I suppose that's my fault.
After all I've said
about "all for one."
Well, let's not be
unfair to the boys.
I mean, after all, they are
the ones who found the money.
You know what?
You're bending over
backwards to favor the boys.
Well, you're doing a little
bending yourself, Mr. Brady.
Now, what I think we
should do with the money is...
Yes, Mrs. Brady?
I'm as bad as the kids.
The money doesn't
even belong to us.
That's what I keep saying.
Somebody will claim it.
And as for the kids, well,
you know how they are.
In no time, they'll forget
they weren't speaking.
See?
Well, that takes care
of the juice, Alice.
Now, if you can handle
the cereal department,
I'm going to see
what's going on upstairs.
Right.
Howdy, partner.
Howdy, ma'am.
You ready for chow?
Yup.
Hi, Alice.
Hi.
Hi, Alice.
Hi. Hi.
Hi. We're not supposed to talk.
I can talk if I want to.
Okay. But I'm
not talking to you.
That's what you
are doing, Cindy.
I was not.
Was I?
Look, let's have a
little less not talking
and a little more eating.
Good morning, Alice.
Morning.
Good morning, Alice. - Morning.
You here for looking or eating?
Alice, can you tell some people
they're blocking
the refrigerator
and other people are hungry?
Marcia, your brother says
will you please excuse him.
Some people are
not only selfish,
they won't even wait their turn.
Hey, where's Greg?
He wasn't upstairs.
He's on the phone.
Okay, well, I was
just wondering.
Thank you very much.
That's a lot of money.
I'll keep in touch. Good-bye.
Oh, hi, Pete.
Who were you talking to?
The police. I wanted to see
if anybody'd picked
the money up.
Well, did they?
No, it's still there.
That means maybe
we're going to get it.
Don't count on it.
Read this.
"Found: brown and
white cocker spaniel."
So what does that
got to do with it?
No, no, no, the next one.
Oh. "Lost: brown wallet..."
That's it.
Containing large sum
of money. Reward."
What did you have to
go and read that for?
I couldn't help it.
The paper was sitting
right here by the phone.
There's a number to call.
I know.
Gee. If only we
hadn't looked at it.
But we did.
Yeah.
If we call, we could
lose the money.
Should we call or shouldn't we?
That's the question.
What's the answer?
I don't know.
Are you with me?
All the way.
And you know the consequences.
Yup.
Okay, we call.
Don't give it away now.
Make him tell you
exactly where he lost it.
And how many
$50 bills there were.
I will, I will.
Oh, how many bills were there?
I don't know.
Sir?
I'm calling about the
lost wallet you advertised.
And if you'll just tell
me what it looks like...
Brown, huh?
It's worn, old.
Lots of bills.
$220?!
Sir, I'm happy to t...
I mean, I'm sorry to tell you,
but this isn't your wallet.
Good-bye.
Boy, it sure pays to be honest.
Yeah, it sure does.
And I'm proud of both of you.
But I already called that ad.
You called?
Mm-hmm. That's why
the paper's near the phone.
You know something, Dad?
I feel it... that money's
going to be ours.
Mm-hmm. It might.
Might? It's already
been a whole day.
And nobody even called
the police... I checked.
Well, people don't
always go to the police.
That's why I put an ad
of my own in the paper.
You put one in?
About our money?
About the money you found.
What did you say in the ad?
Well, just whoever
lost a wallet,
call us up and identify it.
Now, that ought
to bring results.
Hello.
Yes.
Could you describe it?
Mm-hmm.
Mm-hmm.
Mm-hmm.
Uh-uh. Wrong wallet.
Yes, that... that
is a lot of money
and I'm sure you do need it.
I'd like to help
you, I really would.
Well, it just isn't
the wallet we found.
I'm sorry, I-I'm
really very sorry.
Ah! Darned onions. Oh!
Hi, Alice.
Hi. Hey... hey is
something wrong, Alice?
Alice, I've told you,
peel the onions
under the cold water.
What, and miss a good cry?
Hey, any calls about the wallet?
Yeah, 18.
And some fascinating guesses.
Are you ready for plaid cowhide?
Yeah, got to expect
some ding-a-lings,
but I refuse to be cynical.
Hi, Mom, hi, Dad.
Hi.
Hi, mom, dad. Is
the money still safe?
Yes, O mighty King Midas.
We'll get it any day now.
Well, you know the police
can hold onto it
for a long time.
The law says six months.
Yeah, six months.
Oh? Really?
Unless, of course,
you assume liability.
That's very interesting,
Peter, go on.
Well, if you sign for it,
we can ask the police to
give us the wallet right now,
and hold it ourselves
six months in the bank,
and collect the interest.
That's how it works.
Where in the world did
you get all this information?
Joey's dad told me.
Joey's Peter's friend.
His dad picked him up
at school and I asked him.
He's a lawyer.
Well, we certainly appreciate
your checking this
out so thoroughly.
That's okay. Just let me know
how you want to handle it, Dad.
There they go...
Howard Hughes and J. Paul Getty.
Oh, all those kids
think about is money
since they found that wallet.
And it isn't even theirs yet.
That's what concerns me...
And what's going to
happen if they get it?
I need some paper.
Just a moment, please.
When it comes to
sharing in this house,
there are certain selfish
people in this house
who don't care to.
I always share paper with you.
Not when it's green,
with numbers on it
and you find it in a wallet.
Come on, Marcia.
You don't share with us, stingy,
we don't share with you.
Just what do you
think you're doing?
Trying to figure out
how my hair looks best.
Combed down all over your face.
Very funny.
Now what do you
think you're doing?
I told you, I'm trying to figure
out how my hair looks best.
I mean, you're
using my hairbrush.
I always use your hairbrush.
Not anymore, Mr. Stingy.
Want a piece of licorice?
Yeah!
I bet you do.
It seems to me that things
are getting slightly out
of hand around here.
I'm with you.
And I'm doing some
straightening out, pronto.
This is rapidly becoming
a house divided.
And you should all be
ashamed of yourselves.
Because of something
you don't even have.
Your mother and I
share our good fortune.
We share it with all of you.
Every day.
It's about time
you pulled yourselves together
and called a truce
to this civil war.
And that's an order.
Please, Dad, just a minute.
Okay. We'll share.
You really mean it?
Yeah.
Me, too.
Not me.
All right, I'll share.
A very wise decision.
Well, boys might as
well learn at an early age
that girls are going
to cost them money
the rest of their lives.
Ah!
Thanks, Greg... for sharing.
You, too, Peter and Bobby.
Heck, even six ways,
it's a lot of money.
Yeah.
Hey, wow!
What?!
It just came to me
why Dad called this big meeting.
Why? Why? Why? Why?
Well, he must think
we're going to get the money!
Shh, shh, shh!
Hello?
Yeah, this is Mr. Brady.
$150 down? No, I'm afraid
you got the wrong Mr. Brady.
Mr. Greg Brady?
Just a moment.
Greg?
Mike, guess who was
just at the back door?
Who?
One of Peter's friends.
Peter offered to buy his
ten-speed bike from him.
Yeah, Dad?
Uh, Greg, phone for you.
A Mr. Greg Brady
has been pricing cars.
Cars!?
Hello? Yes, sir.
Uh, well, you see, I haven't
quite got the down payment yet.
No.
Uh, why don't we
just forget it, sir? Sorry.
What in the world
is going to be next around here?
Can I have a stamp, Daddy?
I want to send away for a horse.
Any questions?
We are not buying anything.
Hello.
Yeah, this is he.
They did? That's wonderful!
Yeah. Thanks, Sergeant.
The owners have just
picked up their wallet
at the police station.
Thank goodness.
That is the best news
I've heard all week.
Yeah. Whoopee.
Well, at least there's
one good thing
about our not getting the money.
Name it.
No income tax.
Ho, ho, ho.
What we've got to do
is look on the bright side.
What bright side?
Well... it's better than
not finding $1,100 at all.
Mrs. Brady?
Yes?
My name is Stoner.
I just got my wallet
back from the police.
They gave me your address.
Oh, Mr. Stoner, I'm
so happy for you.
Won't you come in, please?
Well, just for a minute.
Me and the missus
have been doing
some frantic back-tracking
the last few days.
Oh, I can just imagine.
I wanted to thank your
boys for turning it in.
Oh, certainly, Mr. Stoner,
I'll just call them.
Uh, Greg, boys?
We were driving cross-country
and I pulled into
that lot to fix a flat.
I took off my coat... must
have fallen out of my pocket.
Sure was stupid not
having any identification
in the wallet.
Well, the important thing is
you got your money back.
Can't tell you, Mrs. Brady,
how much it means to us.
Me and the missus
have been saving up
for this trip for years.
Hello.
Hi. Hi.
Oh, Mr. Stoner
this is Greg, Bobby and Peter.
You're fine, honest boys
and I want to thank you
and give you a reward.
Gee, $100!
I think that's a little
too much, Mr. Stoner.
Mr. Stoner, this is my
husband, Mike Brady.
How do you do?
How do you do?
Dad's right, this is too much.
Well... th-they got
to take something.
How about $50?
No, I think that's still
too much, right, boys?
I agree, Dad.
Me, too.
Well, I got to give
them something.
How about $20?
Thanks, Mr. Stoner.
Thanks.
Thank you.
Thanks again... to all of you
from me and the missus.
Bye, Mr. Stoner. Good-bye, sir.
Good bye. Bye.
Certainly hope you have
a nice trip, Mr. Stoner.
Thank you, thank you.
Hang on to the wallet.
I will.
Well, what's the
matter with you guys?
What did you settle
on $20 for, Dad?
Because I think
it's enough, Greg.
It's too much.
$18 is a lot easier
to divide by six.
Let's go.
How about those boys?
Well, it really doesn't
surprise me, honey.
Me and the missus got
a great bunch of kids.
Well... all's well
that ends well.
Did you just make that up?
Yeah. It was nothing.
Well, I still don't
think it was fair
that you got the extra two cents
when the kids split
the $20 reward.
I was the one
who took the wallet
to the police station.
"All for one and one for all"?
Was that just another
great saying you made up?
What did you do?
Come on, why should you share?
Well, I'm the one
who gave the boys
permission to play
football in the vacant lot
in the first place.
Okay. Then you can have
half of my two cents.
And an extra reward.
You can have the penny back.
I'd rather have
some more reward.