prayers, little rat!
I can't. I didn't take my bath yet.
Have it your own way.
Martha!
Mitchell!
Hey, Mr. Wilson!
- Guess what?
- What?
I got your gold back.
Dennis!
Mom! Dad!
Oh, sweetheart! Thank God, you're okay.
Help.
This is my buddy. This is my pal.
Wait a minute.
You can tell everybody at the big house
you met our Dennis Mitchell.
All right. Let's wrap it up.
Mister.
You forgot something.
Dennis!
I like that rhubarb pie that Martha makes.
- Wonderful dinner.
- Thank you, Henry.
Alice, your coffee.
Guess what?
I won't have to travel anymore.
That's nice.
They want me to work on the project here.
They agreed to start a daycare center
so I can take Dennis with me to work.
That's ridiculous!
What the heck's he going to do all day?
Don't be foolish.
We're right next door. We can watch him.
Well, of course. We'd love to.
I don't think...
I mean, you must remember back
to all the times Dennis upset you.
This is a new ball game.
I've learned a few things.
Kids are kids.
You have to play by their rules.
If you can't do that, you're in trouble.
You must roll with the punches.
You must expect the unexpected.
Aren't you supposed to be in
the daycare area with the other children?
That's where I was, but I had to leave.
The lady who watches the kids said...
if she had to look at me
for five more seconds...
she'd jump out the window.
She's a pretty nice lady...
so I wouldn't want her to do that.
Can I push the button?
No, because you don't know
which button to push.
It's this one!
I'm going to get this little kid!
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EnglishHey, Mr. Wilson!
Mr. Wilson.
Mr. Wilson?
Mr. Wilson?
Poor old Mr. Wilson must be so sick.
No wonder he ain't up.
Wow!
His heart sounds like our washing machine!
Oh, no.
He's growing extra skin.
His tongue's very ugly...
...and blue and spotty.
CooI!
He feels warm.
He has a temperature.
I know what you need.
You need an aspirin.
Don't you ever come back!
Do you hear me?
Never!
Starting part time will give you a chance
to ease back into it.
I mean, managing shopping malls
can't be much more difficult...
...than managing Dennis.
Where have you been?
Dennis?
Dennis?
I was at Mr. Wilson's house.
And, boy, is he sick.
He's got a fever, and he's burning up.
I better call Martha.
You didn't bother him, did you?
No, but I gave him an aspirin.
And he don't like them any better than me.
You shouldn't visit people
so early in the morning.
That's the only time I know for sure
they'll be home.
Hello, George. Alice Mitchell.
Are you feeling all right?
Dennis said that you-
Feeling all right!
Your son just shot an aspirin
down my throat with a slingshot!
I'm very sorry.
You better talk to him!
We'll talk to him.
When I was a child,
none of this would have been tolerated!
'Bye. 'Bye.
Hi.
Did you shoot an aspirin
into Mr. Wilson's mouth?
I didn't want him to bite off my fingers
with his big, fake teeth.
Those things are sharp!
George said Dennis shot an aspirin
into his mouth with a slingshot.
What slingshot?
- Do you have a slingshot?
- I'm not sure.
Give it to me.
Mr. Wilson is very angry with you.
I thought he was sick.
I was only trying to help.
You go sit in the corner
and think about what you've done.
- For how long?
- UntiI you're sorry.
Oh, good. I'm sorry now.
He can't sit in the corner.
I have to take him
to Margaret Wade's house.
Margaret's house!
I didn't do anything bad enough
to deserve to go to her house.
She's a lunatic. I'll go crazy.
She tortures me.
She's mean. She's ugly.
She doesn't share!
I arranged with Mrs. Wade for you
to go to their house while I work.
Are you serious?
You can't spend the summer unsupervised.
You're out of schooI.
I'll go back.
Your mother made arrangements.
That's it! I don't want any arguments.
My life is falling apart.
Hello, George.
Let me take that off your hands. Sorry.
I'm...
I'm