Expert answer:The Andy Griffith Show – Season 1, episode 4, film
Answer & Explanation:Write 200-250 words answering the below question. Background information and the transcripts to the show are attached. If you wish to view the episode of Season 1, episode 4 of The Andy Griffith show rather than read the transcripts it can be found on YouTube.What is your reaction to the interaction between Andy and Ellie (“Ellie Comes to Town”)? Does either character gain the upper hand in this relationship?ellie_comes_to_town.docxhum110hm_transcripts3_ellie_comes_to_town.pdf
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“Ellie Comes to Town” Season 1, Episode 4
Andy remains a bachelor for most of the series, but various women characters are
introduced to tempt him. The first one is Ellie (Elinor Donahue), who arrives in Mayberry to
stand in for her uncle, the local pharmacist. Ellie is a “modern girl,” a stereotype well- known
to the audience of 1960. Not only has she graduated from college; she has also been
trained in a nontraditional field for that era’s women: pharmacy. Andy is immediately
attracted to her and she to him, but his attitude is split. One side of him likes the idea that a
woman could have such a position (although he is upset by her insistence on following
rules, which is not the way of Mayberry); another side of him wants to reduce her from a
professional to a love interest, so he refers to her more than once as the “lady druggist.”
This episode does not have much plotting; it is clearly meant to set up a difficult romance
between the sheriff and the pharmacist. However, it is a good introduction to the world of
Mayberry. Note the use of background (“mood”) music, which matches the stages in Andy
and Ellie’s incipient relationship.
HUM110HM The Andy Griffith Show “Ellie Comes to Town” Transcript
Andy: Barney you wait out here if you will and as soon as Aunt Bea gets everything she wants you can
take her on home, all right?
Aunt Bea: I won’t be long, Barney.
Andy: Nice morning ain’t it? I don’t believe it’s going to rain.
Aunt Bea: Oh, it’s closed.
Andy: Well what do you know about that. Here it is after 9:00 and Fred ain’t open yet. He must be
having another spell of sickness. Tsk. Well. Come on in Aunt Bea.
Aunt Bea: Now, what did I do with my list? Ah, here it is.
Andy: Well, good morning madam, I didn’t see you come in. You’re the first customer we had this
morning. Is there something particular I can do for you?
Aunt Bea: Yes, you can get me some toilet water.
Andy: You figuring on going off on a date? We got all many of goodies over here. Let’s see… I wish you’s
look at that pretty bottle. Mmm! Ain’t that pretty “Par-foom nawj days floris aint’ rooy-jay” Made in
Paris, France. Whe! I was over there on time during the war. It’s a real nice-smelling country. Mmm. It
do smell good.
Aunt Bea: Mmm-mmm! Let’s see. We could use something for Opies’ sniffles.
Ellie: Officers, please burglars.
Barney: What?! Where?
Ellie: Quickly in the drug store. Please hurry.
Barney: All right. I… Sorry… {grunts}
Ellie: Can’t you use the passenger side?
Barney: Can’t now, ma’am. ( grunts )
Ellie: Over there.
Barney: Oh. All right, mister. I got you red-handed, now. Just stick ’em up. Andy! It’s you!
Andy: Well, of course it is. Who’d you think it was, Billy the Kid?
Aunt Bea: Barney, what is the matter with you?!
Barney: Well, she said that…Well… ma’am, ma’am, this ain’t no burglar. This is Sheriff Taylor and this is
Aunt Bea. You almost had me shoot my own sheriff for heaven’s sake!
Ellie: Then what are they doing in this store before it’s open?
Andy: Oh, well, Fred was a little late this morning and the key’s up over the door and I just… I don’t
believe I know you.
Ellie: I’m Ellie Walker, but I still don’t see…
Aunt Bea: Oh! Fred’s niece.
Andy: How-de-do. He told us about your coming to help out. Oh, and it’s nice of you too with Fred ailin’
and everything. Barney, you heard about the new lady druggist coming. Well, this here’s her.
Barney: Well, h-howdy, doc. Or whatever it is you call yourself.
Andy: Just call her a lady druggist, Barney and if they’re all as pretty as she is we can sure use a lot more
of ’em, couldn’t we?
Ellie: I still don’t know what you’re doing in this store before it’s open.
Andy: Oh, well, I reckon I know the store about as good as Fred does so I always help myself even when
he’s here. Now, let’s see: Toting this stuff up is three and two and carry two is $3.23.
Ellie: Sheriff, what are you doing?!
Andy: Why, I’m paying my bill here.
Ellie: If you please! There you are, and thank you.
Aunt Bea: Well… it was very nice meeting you, Miss Walker.
Barney: Uh, y-yeah. It was nice. Be sure and call me any time you see a thief only make sure it ain’t the
sheriff.
Ellie: Thank you very much, and come again.
Andy: You all, uh…you all go ahead. I’ll be there in a, in a minute. ( clears throat )
Ellie: Yes?
Andy: So, uh, you’re, uh…you’re Fred’s niece, are ya?
Ellie: ( laughs softly )
Andy: Fresh out of college, too, I see.
Ellie: That’s right.
Andy: 17…
Ellie: Um, excuse me.
Andy: Well, I just thought I might be able to help you a little bit this being your first day and all– kind of
help you find out where things are.
Ellie: You’re very kind, but I’ll manage.
Andy: Well, now, that’s nice. Your diploma right under Fred’s. Elinor Walker, PHG. Pharmacy gal? You
must be prouder than a prize heifer.
Ellie: Sheriff Taylor, I don’t want to be rude, but you do understand if I’m going to help run this store I’ve
got to establish some sort of system.
Andy: Oh! Well, of course you do, course you do. Same thing in the sheriffing business. Got to keep
things orderly and know where things are all the time. Wouldn’t do to arrest a prisoner and then forget
where you put him. Well, now, that’s a nice smile. Just as toothy… ‘spect folks will take to that. Well, if I
can’t help you, I reckon I’ll go on. I’ll see you again, I reckon. Bye.
Ellie: Good-bye.
Emma: Hello, Andy.
Andy: Well, morning, Emma. How are you?
Emma: Terrible. Ran out of my pills last night and couldn’t sleep a wink.
Andy: Oh, that’s a shame.
Emma: Tried watching that late show on television. Even that couldn’t put me to sleep.
Andy: I know. I saw it. It was pretty good, wasn’t it? Sure does keep a body awake whenever they slip in
a good’un like that. It’s lucky they don’t have them more often. Well, I’ll… I’ll see you.
Emma: Andy… Don’t you want to know did I have a pain last night?
Andy: Oh… course I do. Did you have a pain last night?
Emma: Did I have a pain? It started right here in the side and shot down my leg, raced up the other side
and around my back and then went clean on up my neck.
Andy: Oh… I’ll say one thing for you, Emma…when you have a pain, it really goes places.
Emma: Don’t it just? ( laughing ) But as soon as Fred gives me my pills, I’ll be fine.
Andy: Oh, oh, oh. Fred ain’t here. His niece is helping him out. Uh, Miss Walker?
Emma: She know anything about pills?
Andy: Oh, uh, Miss Walker This is Emma Brand, a real good customer of Fred’s. Miss Walker will take
care of you. Well, bye again.
Emma: Bye, Andy.
Ellie: Yes, ma’am?
Emma: I’d like my pills, please.
Ellie: Your pills?
Emma: Here’s my dime. Now give me my pills.
Ellie: A dime for pills?
Emma: That’s what I always pay– no more, no less. Now let me have my pills.
Ellie: May I see your prescription, please?
Emma: My what?
Ellie: Your prescription– the written order for your medication?
Emma: Oh, I don’t need one; never had one. They’re them little blue pills in that jar there. Now give me
a handful and I’ll be on my way.
Ellie: Mrs. Brand, I’ll be glad to give you whatever pills you want and as many as you want if I just had a
prescription. Now, if you’d like me to call your doctor, I’m sure…
Emma: I don’t need a doctor. All I need is my pills. Now give me my pills.
Ellie: I’m sorry, Mrs. Brand. I’m not allowed to do that.
Emma: Well, you’ll be even sorrier ’cause now you’ve lost all my business. Come Christmas time don’t
expect me to buy my cotton balls from you.
Andy: Barney, are you cleaning that gun again? You just cleaned it yesterday.
Barney: That’s right. Ain’t nobody ever gonna say Barney Fife’s got a dirty gun.
Andy: But you don’t have to clean it that much. You ain’t even fired it, have you?
Barney: No. But I Bean pointin’ it a lot.
Andy: Yeah, yeah. I guess pointin’ does lead to dust collectin’. Especially if you point it into the wind.
Emma: Sheriff!
Andy: Oh, hi, Emma.
Emma: Sheriff, I come to report a murder.
Andy: A murder?
Barney: A murder!
Emma: That’s right.
Andy: Somebody’s Bean murdered? Who?
Emma: Yes.
Emma: Me.
Andy: You?
Emma: Yes, and I’ll tell you who done it. That lady druggist, that’s who.
Andy: Miss, uh, Miss Walker?
Emma: She’s the one. Now, Sheriff, go arrest her. Do your duty.
Andy: Well, now, Emma, they’s…they’s just the teensiest little technicality involved here. You ain’t quite
dead yet.
Emma: Well, I will be. Maybe a week, or ten days. If I don’t have my pills, it’s just a matter of time.
Andy: Well, why won’t you have your pills?
Emma: That lady druggist– she won’t sell ’em to me. Says I have to have a prescription.
Andy: Oh, she does?
Emma: You know I never had to have a prescription before. I just come in and put my dime down and
got my pills. That’s the way it’s always Bean.
Andy: Well, now, that may be the way it’s always Bean but with a new druggist, and everything it might
be a little bit different.
Emma: Different or not, I want my pills. Now, are you going to make that girl give me my pills or not?
Andy: Well, Emma, the law don’t allow me to force anything like that.
Emma: All right, then. I come lookin’ for justice and it’s blind!
Andy: Now, Emma, don’t go away mad.
Emma: To think I voted for you last election. Never even considered nobody else. Bad, bad sheriff!
Opie: Hi.
Ellie: Hi. Anything I can do for you?
Opie: They told me there was a new lady druggist so I come by to look at her. Are you her?
Ellie: I’m her.
Opie: You’re pretty.
Ellie: Well, thank you.
Opie: Make good faces, too.
Ellie: Well, I’ve had a lot of experience. I’m Ellie Walker. What’s your name?
Opie: Opie Taylor.
Ellie: Are you any relation to Sheriff Taylor?
Opie: He’s my Paw.
Ellie: Oh.
Opie: Ain’t got no Maw. But I got Aunt Bea. She takes care of me.
Ellie: I see. Would you like an ice cream cone?
Opie: I’d like one fine only I ain’t got no money.
Ellie: I what?
Opie: I ain’t got no money.
Ellie: Well, I meant I’d give you one free of charge.
Opie: Free? Honest?
Ellie: On one condition: That you don’t say “ain’t” anymore.
Opie: Yes’m. Gee, I ai… uh… I haven’t ever had a free ice cream cone before. I ain’t even had a paid one
lately.
Andy: Well, young man what you doin’ over here in the drugstore?
Opie: Gettin’ a ice-cream cone.
Andy: Well, where in the world did you get the money for that?
Opie: Didn’t need any money, Paw. She’s going to give it to me free just for not saying “ain’t” no more.
So I ain’t going to say “ain’t” no more.
Andy: Well, I don’t blame you.
Ellie: Here you are.
Opie: Thank you.
Andy: Certainly is mighty generous of you, Miss Walker.
Ellie: Let’s just call it an introductory special, huh?
Opie: She’s a real nice lady, Paw, ain’t she? I mean, isn’t she?
Andy: She sure is.
Opie: Are you married?
Ellie: No.
Opie: My Paw ain’t married, either. Bye.
Andy: ( clears throat )
Ellie: He’s a nice boy.
Andy: Yeah. He does very well. Talks a little too much once in a while. I reckon talkin’s good, though.
Kind of clears the air. And, uh… speaking of that something come to my attention this morning that I’d
kind of like to get straightened out if I could. Uh, I-it’s about, um… Um…
Ellie: Just what are you doing?
Andy: Better tell her, Emma.
Emma: All right. I’m getting my pills. If she won’t give ’em to me I’ll take ’em.
Ellie: That’s stealing.
Emma: I don’t care what you call it. I want my pills.
Andy: Well, now you can’t rightly put Emma in the category of a thief. One thing, she didn’t steal
anything. For another, she wasn’t about to. Let’s see what you got in your hand. Look. There’s a dime.
She was going to pay for them pills. Now, you can’t rightly call that stealing.
Ellie: Sheriff Taylor, I’ve already told Mrs. Brand she can’t have those pills without a prescription and yet
she sneaks in here and tries to help herself. What’s worse, you condone it.
Andy: Well, Miss Walker, if you would just realize…
Emma: Ah– no use talking to her. She’s mean. She’s mean and heartless so I’ll just go home and suffer.
(groaning )
Andy: Poor old soul. She’s started to walk crooked. You don’t care about seeing another human being
suffer, do you? All right. You just go right on. Stick to your rules and regulations. Some of these times,
when you’re sick and aching and can’t get up by yourself, see who helps you. There’s a dime for my boy’s
ice cream.
Andy: Morning, Barney.
Barney: Hi, Andy.
Andy: What you doing?
Barney: Oh, just memorizing these sheriff rules.
Andy: Oh.
Barney: I got the first one all memorized.
Andy: You have it?
Barney: Want to just check me on it?
Andy: Oh, all right.
Barney: I know the whole thing.
Andy: Okay… “Rule number one.” All right. Go ahead.
Barney: Uh, you want to just give me the first word then I’ll…
Andy: Okay. Uh, “an.”
Barney: An. An. An?
Andy: Yeah, “An.”
Barney: You sure?
Andy: I’m looking right at it.
Barney: An. An… Uh, you want to just give me the second word?
Andy: Okay. “An officer.”
Barney: Oh, yeah. An officer. An officer… An, an officer…An officer… An officer… An officer… An officer,
an officer… An officer…
Andy: “An officer of the…”
Barney: An officer of the… An officer of the, uh…
Andy: An officer of the what?
Barney: An officer of the what… That don’t sound right.
Andy: No, that ain’t right. “An officer of the law.”
Barney: Oh, yeah. An officer of the law. An officer of the law… An officer of the law… An officer of the
law… An officer of the law… An officer of the law…
Andy: “Shh…” “Shall…”
Barney: Yeah. An officer of the law shall…
Andy: “Enforce…
Barney: enforce…
Andy: “the law…
Barney: the law…
Andy: “and order…
Barney: and order…
Andy: “without…without…“regard…
Barney: without regard…
Andy: “to personal…
Barney: to personal…
Andy: “welfare…
Barney: welfare…
Andy: and safety.”
Barney: And safety.
Andy: Pretty good. You want to go over it again or you think you got it?
Barney: I got it.
Aunt Bea: Hi, Barney, hello, Andy.
Andy: Oh, hey, Aunt Bea. What you got there?
Aunt Bea: Some soup for Emma Brand. She’s taken to her bed again, poor dear. Barney, would you drop
this off for me if you happen to be up her way?
Andy: I knew it. I knew it!
Aunt Bea: Knew what?
Andy: That girl druggist and her dad-burned technicalities have driven Emma to her sickbed. All right, all
right. We’ll just get us up some technicalities of our own. Come on, Barney. Bring the soup.
Andy: Well, did you find anything? There must be some way we can make that female druggist give
Emma her pills.
Barney: Well, closest I can find is Wilson v. Thorpe’s Pharmacy in Mount Corey, 1952.
Andy: What’d it say?
Barney: Uh, “Wilson sues Thorpe “for refusing to sell him arsenic “to kill rats in his cellar. “Pharmacist
Thorpe claimed arsenic would be dangerous “to Wilson’s personal safety “as Wilson was not a
responsible person. ” Wilson, however, proved beyond any doubt “that he was safe and responsible
“won the case and purchased his arsenic on Tuesday, May 4.”
Andy: That’s good. We got her.
Barney: “He was buried on Friday, May 7.”
Andy: Well, we…. we just lost her again. Better get this soup into Emma. It’s getting cold.
Barney: Terrible way to go, that arsenic. Must smart.
Andy: Yeah. I’m gonna tell you the truth, Barney it just sets me on fire how one human being could be so
inconsiderate of another. It’s enough to make a man’s blood boil.
Emma: Come in.
Andy: Oh, listen. That poor old soul’s so weak she can’t hardly talk.
Barney: Hello, Emma.
Andy: Hey, Emma.
Emma: Oh, Sheriff, more soup?
Andy: Aunt Bea sent it to you.
Emma: Oh, how kind. Just put it over there between the pork roast and the fried chicken.
Andy: It certainly is plain to see you ain’t gonna starve to death.
Emma: No, kind friends Bean bringing things all morning.
Andy: Oh, ain’t it wonderful how the folks help a body out in time of need. Bless ’em.
Emma: They want my last days to be happy ones. There’s no telling how long it will be.
Andy: Now, Emma, don’t talk like that.
(knock on door )
Emma: Oh, dear. I hope that’s not more soup.
Andy: Well, I certainly didn’t expect to see you. May I come in?
Emma: Who is it, Andy? You?! What are you doing here?
Ellie: Well, I came to bring you some soup but apparently, I’m a little late.
Emma: You’re late in more ways than one, young woman. I’m going downhill fast and you’re the one
that pushed me.
Ellie: You try to stay calm, Mrs. Brand and if you’re referring to the pills, here you are.
Emma: Those my pills?
Ellie: Mm-hmm.
Emma: Well, what do you know. You giving them to me?
Ellie: I’m selling them to you. The dime will be on your bill. Now you better take one right now.
Emma: I hope they’re in time to save me.
Ellie: It’s not too bad. You just take one of these every few hours and I’m sure you’ll be fit as a fiddle by
morning. Now, if you’ll excuse me I’ve got to get back to the store.
Ellie: Miss Walker. Bless you.
Ellie: Thank you.
Emma: Oh, I’m feeling better already. I think I’ll eat something. Hand me that fried chicken will you,
Barney?
Andy: Uh, Miss Walker?
Ellie: Yes.
Andy: That was, uh… that was a fine thing you did there bringing Emma that soup, and especially her
pills.
Ellie: Sheriff Taylor, I brought those pills because I found myself becoming the town villain. It seems
everyone who came in the store had something to say about it.
Andy: Is that the only reason you brought them?
Ellie: Well, maybe I thought, “What’s the harm?”
Andy: Well, ma’am, not giving Emma them pills is what put her in her sickbed to start with.
Ellie: Don’t be silly. Those pills couldn’t cure a sniffle. They’re nothing but sugar pills.
Andy: Sugar pills?
Ellie: That’s right, a placebo. They have absolutely no medicinal qualities whatsoever. It’s all in her mind.
The pills are nothing. It’s just that Emma thinks they do some good. You see, that’s why Uncle Fred has
Bean giving them to her all these years without a prescription and why he only charges her a dime.
Andy: I always did think that was a low price for a miracle drug. Well, tell me something, then: If you
knew they was harmless then how come you insisted on a prescription?
Ellie: Because I’m a pharmacist and there are certain prescribed rules I’m sworn to follow.
Andy: Well, I know, and that’s good. I mean, rules and different things like that are fine things to have, I
reckon but sometimes, well, once in a while you have to think about the folks involved. Like Emma
getting sick ’cause she didn’t have them pills. What do they call it in the books? I believe, what– the
human equation, I think it is. You must believe that, too or you wouldn’t have brought them to her.
Ellie: Well, maybe.
Andy: Yeah. I bet you do. I wish you’d looky yonder. Don’t that beat anything?
Ellie: What are you doing?
Andy: Well, I have to give ’em a ticket.
Ellie: Why?
Andy: Well, they parked in front of a fireplug; broke the law.
Ellie: What happened to your human equation?
Andy: How’s that?
Ellie: What about the person? Maybe they didn’t see the hydrant. Maybe they ran out of gas and had to
leave it here. Maybe there was an emergency and it couldn’t be helped. Are you going to make it worse
by giving them a ticket?
Andy: I-I don’t know whether you got a point there or not, but I’m dogged if I ain’t a-feelin’ right
generous. I’ll just forget it this time.
Ellie: Good, and don’t you feel better for it?
Andy: (chuckling ): I reckon I do.
Ellie: Fine. Then everybody’s happy. Good-bye.
Andy: Bye.
Andy: Uh, Miss…Miss Walker.
Ellie: Hi, Sheriff Taylor.
Andy: I see you’re closing up.
Ellie: Yes– is there anything I can do for you, though?
Andy: Well, I just was over at Emma Brand’s house see how she’s getting along…
Ellie: Oh, how is she, completely recovered?
Andy: Well, no.
Ellie: No?
Andy: Miss Walker, them pills– you’re sure they won’t help her no matter how many she takes?
Ellie: Did she send you here for more?
Andy: Well…
Ellie: Believe me, those pills are ineffectual, and she is not sick.
Andy: But, Miss Walker…
Andy: Well, you saw …
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