slingshot.
Swell.
I'm a good shot. Want to see?
Excuse me, mister. Do you want to see?
Mister, can you watch me for a minute?
I'll tell you when to look.
Look!
Your fire's getting puny.
When my dad's fire gets puny,
he wiggles it around and it gets bigger.
Dennis!
Dennis!
I'm sorry
you're not having a very fun camping trip.
Nobody shoots a marble at my head...
...and sets my pants on fire.
That was an accident.
There ain't going to be no more accidents!
Turn around!
You're doing it wrong.
Get lost.
I tied up lots of guys in my life.
I bet you've never tied up a 5-year-old.
I'll just get out.
I'll tie it so tight
you won't be able to move.
The rope's too big and my legs are
too small to make it tight enough.
There's only one way to do it
and I know because...
...many people have tried to tie me up
but it doesn't work.
But you try your way.
I'll get out
and you'll just have to keep doing it.
What do you do differently?
First, you must tie up each leg by itself.
Then you tie them together.
No matter how much I wiggle,
I can't ever get out.
If you really don't want me to move at all...
Bend down.
You can't get out of that at all, right?
Nope.
You tie me up like that, no matter
how much I try, I can't ever get out.
Thanks.
- Now let me loose.
- Okay.
Get the handcuff key.
- Where is it?
- On my bag.
What?
Dennis!
Dennis!
I'm going to kill you.
How? You can't move. Open up.
I ain't hungry!
It's the only way to get the key.
You can't waste food.
Plus, you must eat your dinner.
Come on.
Come on.
It's coming.
Too hot?
You must have swallowed it.
I swallowed my allowance once.
I had to wait a whole night and a day
to get it back.
Dennis!
Firewood. Bombs away!
Poor little lamb.
He must be exhausted.
I better cover him up
so he doesn't catch his death of cold.
There we go.
What's he got a purse for?
Holy smokes!
He's rich!
Don't worry, I got it!
I got it! I got it!
Dennis!
I've lost the only man I ever loved.
I'll get you out of there.
You shouldn't jump in a river
with handcuffs on, for God's sake!
You could drown.
Hold on. I'm coming.
Hey, mister!
Good thing I know a lot about ropes, huh?
That's my boy!
Mr. Wilson taught me how to tie knots.
When I get you out, I'm going to bed.
I'm beat.
It must be all the fresh air.
Hold on, I'm coming.
There you go. Now just pull yourself in.
This is Mr. Wilson's gold.
- How come you got it?
- I stole it.
You're a robber?
I'm a thief.
Say your 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.