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At least once a year, the subject of buying a car comes up in the Riley household. For example, in 1937, Mrs. Riley was heard to say to her husband, Riley, when are we going to get a car?

Next year, I promise. And then in 1941, she said. Riley, are we ever going to get a car? Next year, I promise. And now it's 1947, and Mrs. Riley is saying? Riley, are we ever going to get a car?

Next year, I promise. Did I ever break a promise? Oh, you should see this. Well, Buelly Pinky Johnson's father's got. Oh, honest, Daddy, it's simply dreaming. I wish Prokka'd afford a car like Mr. Johnson.

Boy, some kids are lucky. Oh. So just because I'm your father, you ought to luck him. Oh, I didn't mean that. Let me tell you something, young man. I can afford anything that poor Flusher Johnson can afford.

I ain't broke, you know. All right, right. I got a job. I get paid every week. That's enough, right, honey. I got money in the bank. Plenty of money. I'm not a bum, you know.

You know. Well, if you're doing so good, Pop, how about raising my allowance? All right, have it your way, I'm a bum. I'm a gosh, Daddy. It looks like we'll never have a car. Well, I know why you want a car.