 Lux presents Hollywood. Lux Radio Theatre brings you Wallace Beery in the Champ with Josephine Hutchinson, Noah Beery and Bobby Larson. Ladies and gentlemen, your producer, Mr. Cecil B. Gamillo. Greetings from Hollywood, ladies and gentlemen. The scene is a rushing crowd stream deep in the heart of Wyoming. The time late afternoon and a burly looking man in old clothes is patiently casting a fly in likely looking pools. The trout are ignoring him completely. I think it's partly due to this lack of cooperation from the trout that we were able to lure Wallace Beery back to the hustle and bustle of Hollywood. The bait we used was a play called The Champ, adapted from a Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer picture in which Wally gave one of his most memorable performances. Just before this brief vacation, our star finished another picture at Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer with the intriguing title Jackass Mail. Tonight in The Champ, we've surrounded him with a fine cast that includes Josephine Hutchinson, Noah Beery and Bobby Larson. The Champ is an inspiring story of a father and his boy, a prize fighter and his son who faced the world and fight the good fight together as a team they're invincible because the bond of devotion between them can stand all the tough luck the world throws their way. This drama is a tribute to the courage and stout hearts of all champions from 8 to 80 until I know it will thrill both you and those American boys in the armed forces who hear this program far from home. Putting those armed forces on wheels and wings is going to keep American industry working day and night for a long time to come. There'll be a smaller supply of goods for sale on the home front and that means we've got to make things last. In the case of stockings, rayon, wool and other washable fabrics, that's a job made to order for Lux Flakes. And the Lux way of doing the job has been tested in two kinds of scientific laboratories. There's the kind where serious looking gentlemen in spotless white rooms are surrounded by charts, retorts and miles of glass cubing. And then there's the other kind where a smiling young woman turns on the faucet and does a little home defense work on the family wardrobe. Of course it's Lux Flakes that has brought the smile to our face. Right now we'll put some smiles on your faces with the first act of the champ, starring Wallace Beery in the title role, Josephine Hutchinson as Linda, Noah Beery as Tony, and Bobby Larson as Dink. Just below the California border lies the sprawling little town of Tijuana, famous during the prohibition era as a mecca for American tourists. Its muddy unpaved streets were an endless procession of bars and gambling halls where the tourists and native rubbed shoulders in an atmosphere of desperate gaiety, of noise and smoke and the spicy odors of Mexican food. The streets are ablaze now for a Saturday night and the town is at its merriest. Threading his way through the crowd comes a ragged, dirty-faced boy, Dink Purcell. When he's only seven, he walks with confidence for Dink is at home and is boiling the border town. Hello, Dee. Hello, Dave. You seen the champ? Your papa? No, I have not seen him tonight. Well, what you do? Tell him I'm looking for him, will ya? Sure, I will tell him. I need no stuff. I gotta find him. They gotta fight me and get for him. A fight? Yo, man, ain't a fightin' a long time. That don't make no difference. He's still the greatest fighter in the world. Sure, Dee. I didn't say nothin'. If the champ wins this fight, he'll buy me a horse. A real horse? Well, whatcha think? A wooden one? A real horse. Man, oh man. Come on, Jonah. You can help me look for the champ. Okay. Maybe... Yes, sir, Loi. I'll tell ya. If I get a crack at this big Mexican, I'm back right where I was, Loi. Yeah, top of the heap. World's champing again. I'll be the world's champ again. You just watch and see. Sure, I'll watch. Now, that's a book for the Yomi Champ, wanna pay now? Sure, oh, sure. Well, if it ain't a little spitball, how ya, Dee? Gee, champ, I've been lookin' all over for ya. Those tomatoes, they're up at the Greek's waitin' for ya. They are. Don't go on it. I forgot all about it. You gotta straighten up, champ. Come on. Sure, sure. Hey, Jonah, get some ice and tell Curly to open up Canada's tomatoes. Okay, Dee. Say, what's the matter with you? I'm all right. They've been there for over an hour. Gosh, champ, why'd you have to go and forget? You might have spoiled everything. Hey, Loi, listen to that kid of mine ballin' me out. He's rough on me, that kid is. Oh, I'm gonna be good from now on, Dink. No kiddin'. Yeah, you said that yesterday. I know, but this time I mean it, honest. Here's the ice, Dee. Okay, rub the back of his neck with it. I'll cut it out, will ya? Tomatoes, kid. Come on, champ, drink this. I don't like that stuff. You gotta straighten up. Come on, drink it. One, two, three. That's right. Hello, boy, champ. That's terrible. Are you all right now? Sure, I'm fine. Fix your hat. We gotta look right when we meet those guys. Where are they? Come on, bring them on. They're at the Greeks, I told ya. Sponge is there, too. He's giving ya a big buildup. What do you mean, Sponge is giving me a buildup? I don't need no buildup. I know, champ. Sponge is just helping. Now come on, don't let on to the map. That's anything's wrong, huh? Don't you worry, Dink. They won't guess. But life nothing gets me away. Six years ago. What we want to know is how does he look right now. Same way, absolutely. He'll be here in a minute, you can see for yourself. That's what we're waiting for, Sponge. Well, now, suppose we talk, though, huh? Now, my idea was this. Andy can still draw a big gate in San Diego or anyway. Now, I think we should be entitled to at least 20% of the gate. I have voice. Champ. He's working out in a gym. Sit down, champ. You must be tired. Thanks, Dink. Well, gentlemen, what's your proposition? I was just talking that over with the boys, champ. Wait a minute, wait a minute. Let us do a little talking for a change. How's your condition, Andy? Oh, me? Oh, I'm fine. You only have to look at me to know that. Yeah. 12-3 punching bags loose only last week. Give me a champ. Sure. Stand up, Andy. What for? We want to take a look at you. Okay, sure. What do you think, huh? Here, feel that arm. It's harder to rock. My arms, good nozz. Pardon me, must have been something I had to. Yeah, seen enough, Harry? I guess so. Well, not if we're all set. What about the gate? We ought to get 20% at least. We're giving it to you, Sponge. All of it. The fight's off. Sorry, Andy, no can do. I don't get it. No, you've probably heard this before. Maybe the night you lost the championship. You lose fighting and prize fighting. Don't mix, Andy. Oh, what are you talking about? There's nothing to matter with me. Nothing, see? Sit down, Andy, before you trip over your stomach. Come on, Harry. Yeah, sorry, champ. Yeah, well, that settles that. A fine time, you pig champ. Tonight of all nights, you have to go out and cut up. Oh, shut up. Go on, get out of here. Go on, get out. Okay. Hey, Dink. Dink, come here. You don't believe what that guy said about me, do you? I've not been right when I lost the championship. Hmm, Dink? No. You know, I wouldn't lie to you, don't you? Yeah, sure. All right, ah, boy. Well, I guess I'll hit me. Don't bend over. I'll unleash your shoes. Oh, no. I can do that. Give me your foot. Dink, listen. I'd have been all right tonight only while, you know, there's some people invited me and you know how it is. Don't you, huh? Sure. Lay down in the bed. I'll pull your pants off. Oh, say, you don't have to treat me like I couldn't take care of myself. Go ahead. You ought to get some sleep. All right. Uh-oh. What's that? A dollar. Here. I guess it's the last we got, huh? Yeah, I guess so. Here, Dink. Spit on it, Dink. Just for luck. Go ahead. Okay. Atta boy. You know, things are going to change, Dink. Wait, you'll see. I'm going to behave myself from now on. Word of honor. Why, I'm even going to quit gambling. You like that, wouldn't you? Did you hear what I said, Dink? Yeah, I heard you. Well, aren't you coming to bed? In a little while. Dink, I'm awful sorry, honest I am. Good night, Dink. Good night, champ. Come on, wake up. Wake up, wake up. It's morning. Come on, wake up. Come on, get out of bed. I've got something to show you. What? Listen, Dink, remember that dollar that you spent on last night for luck? Well, I took it out this morning and it sure brought it. Eight passes one after another. Yeah, I thought you wasn't in a gamble no more. Oh, gee, I forgot, Dink, but I won plenty of money. It ain't wrong when you win, is it? Here. Look, see this watch? That's for you, Dink. Thanks, champ. Hey, what's the matter? Nothing. Well, I guess I'll get dressed. Wait a minute. Here, come over to the window. Now look down there in the street. See what sponges got down there? He's got a horse. Yeah, you think you could cut into that? You mean that the horse? Yes, the horse. He's yours. Hey, hey, come back here. Put your pants on. You can't go running around with that. Easy, fella. Easy, boy. Wonderful. Where'd you get him, champ? I want him from Joe. Sure, just like what I said. He's a race horse, Amy. Well, he ran in a race once. He could be a winner, though. Couldn't he sponge? Sure. After I work on him for a little while, he'll make the grade. Gee. His name is Butterfly. Butterfly. That's the heck of a name for a horse. We gotta change it. Okay. What are we calling? Wait. I know. We'll call him Little Champ. You're the big champ because you're the best fighter in the world. He's a little champ because he's going to be the greatest race horse in the world. Say, that's not a bad idea. We can start getting him ready and put him in a race right away. Sure. Sponge will have him set in no time. Oh, gee. Thanks, champ. Hey, against us, Dee. Huh? Little Champ. They got him now at 20 to 1. Yeah. Who's the favorite? Horse by the name of Blue Boy is the favorite. Dee is over there. See? They're taking pictures of him. Come on. I want to take a look. Hi, please. Oh, Mr. Carlton. Mr. Carlton. Yes? I'm from the San Diego Herald. Would you and Mrs. Carlton mind posing for a picture with Blue Boy? Not at all. Well, Linda, we're going to have our pictures taken. Oh, how nice. Blue Boy is Mrs. Carlton's horse, isn't he? He is. A birthday gift from my husband. Well, he's the favorite today. Who? My husband? A little to the right, please. Thank you. Not at all. Horses to the post, please. Jockeys up. Say, lady, I wouldn't bet on that horse if I was you. You wouldn't? If you got any money, you'd better put it on my horse. There he is. Just going out. Oh, he does look very good. He's going to be the winner. Then we must be sure and bet on it. What's his name? Little Champ. And what's your name? Dink. What's yours? Linda, I think Dink is a very nice name. Hmm, and ain't a bad name, either. Tony, dear, put $50 on Little Champ. Sure. I'll see you up in the box. You won't be sorry, lady. No, ma'am. You sure won't. Oh, I haven't been introduced to this gentleman. Oh, he's Jonah, my pal. Jonah, shake hands with Mrs. Linda. How do you do? Yes. He's colored. So he is. A very nice color. Come on, lady, like my blue boy. Snap it up, folks. Snap it up. Oh, hello, Mr. Carlton. Hello. 50 to place on Little Champ, please. Hey, give me 20 on Little Champ, will you? 20 on Little Champ. Hey, excuse me, Mr. I... Hello, Andy. Hello, Carlton. I thought you never came out west. We're spending the winter in California. We meaning... Yes. Linda and I. Yeah, well, that's good enough. No more bets, folks. They're at the polls. You look as though you'd seen a ghost, Tony. I have, Linda. I saw Andy. Andy? Where? Look down there, by the rail. Yes, I see him. You see the boy with him? Quiet. It's the same one who... Tony. Yes. Easy, Dink. Take it easy. Oh, I'm the one Little Champ. Keep your hands to yourself, will you, Dink? Look at him. He's coming up at the beginning. Say, if you don't put the beating on me, I'll murder you. Oh, take it easy. He's all right, kid. Look, he's getting up. See, he's okay. Just winter, that's all. I think the nag's okay, Sponge. I guess so. He looks all right from here. Tough break. Tough on that kid. Not so good on us needed. We're clean again. Oh, well, we've been broke before. Come on, let's get out of here. Wendy. Yeah, what do you want? I'd like to see you alone. Okay, come on. Dink, Linda's child. Is he? Yeah, what about it? She'd like to see him, Andy. Yes, so what? Well, I think you ought to let her. Why? She washed us up both a long time ago, didn't she? Didn't she? Yeah, it was a mistake. You're married to Linda. I'd known her since she was a child and loved her. Yes, you was her class. I was just a runner-up who couldn't make the grade, so she gave me the gate. Oh, I'm sorry, Andy. That does a lot of good. Let Linda see the boy, please. No, not a chance. The courts gave me the custody of the kid, and I'm keeping it. Besides, you've got a kid of your own, ain't you? Yes, we have a little girl. But Dink is Linda's child, too. No, she's got you and a new kid. I got Dink. We all stay just as we are. She'd give anything in the world to talk to him, Andy. Anything? How much? I wasn't thinking in terms of money. Okay, then. Wait. Okay, Andy. Here's $100. Bring him over to the hotel tomorrow and there'll be another hundred. All right? Well, I'll tell you. I got to sleep on it. If I decide that I don't want her to see him, I'll send this back to you. Hold on. Mr. DeMille presents Act Two of the Champ, starring Wallace Berry, in just a moment. Now, it's a warm summer evening, and Betty's looking out her bedroom window, listening to the radio. It's a good old summertime. Well, I don't see what's so good about it. Everybody else has dates. But I'm stuck here in this stuffy old house. If only someone would say to Betty... Betty, dear, dates and romance come to girls who are charming. And without daintyness, no other charm counts. Why don't you protect daintyness? Luxe under things every day. And suppose Betty took this advice. Why, then, we'd hear... Lovely music. Oh, Tom, what fun we're having this summer. Oh, it's a wonderful summer, Betty, because of you. That's the way with Luxe girls. They win admiration and romance so quickly, because they have the irresistible charm of exquisite daintyness. New, quick Luxe flakes make it so easy to be sure of daintyness. Take away every trace of perspiration so quickly and safely. They keep under things like new longer, too, because Luxe has no harmful alkali. And because with the instant Luxe suds, there's no injurious cake soap rubbing. Yes, gentle Luxe flakes are kind to colors and fabrics. You're fastidious and you're thrifty when you luxe lingerie every day. Now, our producer, Mr. DeMille. Act two of the champs, starring Wallace Bailey in the title role, with Josephine Hutchinson as Linda, Norbury as Tony, and Bobby Larson as Dink. It's only a few miles from the champ's dingy quarters in Tijuana to the sedate beauty of the American Hotel and Caliente, but it's a new world to dink. In the living room of his mother's apartment, where the champ has sent him without a word of explanation, Dink is bewildered and ill at ease. At last the door opens and Linda comes in. Hello, Dink. Oh, hello, Linda. I'm so glad to see you again, Dink. You are? I was wondering why. Oh, and I'm kind of losing that dope for you at the races. Oh, that doesn't matter. Isn't that the reason why you wanted to see me? No. It was a lot more important than that. Say, this ain't a bad duck you got here, Linda. I'm glad you like it. Champ and me fixed up a swell of this, but I guess I'll do it tomorrow lively. It's right over the Greek saloon. I like to listen to the piano playing anyway, but the champ to come all night. Does your father leave you alone much? Oh, no. He takes me most every place, especially when he shoots stifes. I'm good luck to him. You like your father very much, don't you? Champ is the greatest find in the world. You are meeting sometime, Linda. I... I have met him, Dink. Hasn't your father told you who I am? No. Well, has he ever talked to you about your mother? Oh, yeah. She kicked the bucket before I was born. Is that what he told you? Well, I heard it someplace. Dink, try to understand. I'm your mother, Dink. Oh, no. Yes, Dink. I am. My mother? But why aren't you living with a champ and me? Well, your father and I disagreed. I'm married to Mr. Carlson now. Then... then you ain't married to the champ anymore? No. Oh. Well, then you ain't my mother. How could you be? Oh, Dink. What are you crying about? Dink, I am your mother. Nothing that happened between your father and me can change that. Well, that's all right. You don't have to cry about it. I like you. Do you, Dink? Do you really? Sure. I mean, well, I gotta go now. Dink, I wish you'd give me a kiss. Oh, no, Linda. I don't get stains. Please, Dink. What's a good knit? I'd like you to. Oh, well. Okay. So long. So long, Dink. I'm down to see you one or some time. I'll show you around. What happened, darling? He doesn't even want to know me. Oh, don't say that, darling. He just doesn't understand yet. How could he? Oh, Tony. If he grows up in that background, I'll blame myself all my life. We've got to get him out of it, Tony. We've got to. Be good to me, Dice. Come on, Dice. Come on, Papa. One mile to go. There she is. Little Paisy, shoot the whole work. Take it easy, champ. You're way ahead of the game. Don't bother me. Where's Dink? Hey, Dink, wake up. Come on, kid. You know what to do. Make the dice lucky for me, Dink. Oh, gee, champ. Everyone out of spirit. Come on. Don't give me that. Okay. It's all for late, champ. Ain't we going to hit the hay soon? Oh, sure, soon. Either from the caterhouse. That ain't hard to make. I'm dying on my feet, champ. Come on. When will you? Oh, we can't quit. I think we're going good. Yeah. That's it. Holy, Mikey. One again. Hey, champ. Yeah, what? Guy outside wants to see you. Oh, get out of here. I'm busy. He said it was important. His name's Carlson. Oh, yeah? Okay. Here's funds. Take the dice. Shoot your own donut. Andy, Linda and I have a proposition to make you. Yeah? We want you to give us Dink for six months. Yeah? Why? Because we want to help him. We want to do something for the boy. Like what, for instance? Well, send him to school, give him a different environment. He's got plenty of environment right here. I'm busy. Wait. I know that you love him, Andy, and Dink loves you. But this sort of like for a kid. Give the boy a chance. If you love him, Andy, you let Linda have him. I had a hunch it pulled something like this. Why? I got to do a lot of cotton to keep them smacking you down. Look. You see this dough? I got pretty close to four grand here. I'm going to send that kid to school, and now I'm going to get him dressed up. Him and me is going to travel. What do you say to that? If we wanted to get nasty, Andy, we could take the boy away from you. You're not a very good father, you know? Why, you... Come on, beat it, Carlton. Get out. Beat it. I'm sorry, but I thought I'd give it to you straight. Good night, Andy. Hey, Mr. Chair, come on, Chair, but still your role. Give me those dice. Come on, spit on them, Dink. Ah, he just leaves, Chair, but like a light. All right, never mind. Never mind. Let him alone. I'm shooting a hundred. Come on, dice. Show them some rolling. Give me some paper. Huh? Oh, yeah, yeah. Sign right here. It stinks horse-whiter, you know? I must have gone nuts gambling him away like that. That kid will die when he finds out. Yeah. Well, I'll tell you. If you can get the money within the next couple of days, I'll let you have him back. Okay, thanks. Dink. Dink, come on, wake up. We're hitting for home. Gee, what time is it? It's morning. You want me to carry you? Well, I got legs. Had bad luck, champ? Yeah, yeah, a lot of luck. Well, tomorrow's another day. Don't worry about losing. Little champ will make it all back in the next race. Dink, listen. I got to tell you something. What's the matter? Well, we ain't got little champ anymore. I lost him. Lost him? Yeah. You lost little champ? Oh, no. I'll get him back, Dink, just as soon as I get the money. What? You gave it to me? Oh, don't take on that way about it, Dink. I didn't mean to do it. It just happened. Come on now. Keep that chin up. Everything's going to be all right. Give me a smile. Sure. I'm smiling. That's the way. I'll get him back, Dink. I don't know how, but I'll get him. Bucks, Lindy, I wouldn't come to you, but you know how that kid loved that horse, and I promised I'd get him. You understand, don't you, Lindy? Yes, Andy. I haven't got it now, but, well, can I send it to you? Gee, thanks, Lindy. I can't tell you how I appreciate it. If there's ever anything I can ever do for you, but there wouldn't be, would there? There might be, Andy. You could reconsider about letting us have Dink. Take him away from me. Can't you see how much we could do for him? A good home, a decent atmosphere, friends. We'll send him to a good military school. Yeah, I know all about that. And you said no. But what right have you to say no? Why don't you let Dink decide? Perhaps he'd like to stay with us. Ask him. Okay, Linda, I'll ask him. You will? You've promised. I promise. I thought he was the right champ. Yeah, send him around, Jose, and bring him some more water, will ya? Right away. You want some more meat, Dink? No, corn. Yeah, I'll be here. Come on, help yourself. Oh, say, almost forgot. I gotta ask you something. What? Well, you wouldn't like to go to a military school, would ya? No. What's it like? Well, it's like a prison. You wear a uniform. You got a march all the time, and they wake you up in the morning with a bugle. You wouldn't care for that, would ya? No. No. And you wouldn't care to live in a great big house, would ya? You know, a dump, biggest barn? I mean the sort of a place where you've got to be dressed up all the time and wash all over three or four times a day, huh? Wash three times a day? Nothing doing. No, you got the right idea, Dink. And look, I don't suppose you'd be crazy about going to one of them colleges and sitting in an old room where you gotta read books all day. That's out too, huh? Books? Not for me. That's out. Sure. I kind of thought you'd feel that way, but I had to ask you, though. Hey, champ. Oh, Whitey. You got him? Yeah, I got him. By who? Now, who do you suppose? Little champ. I'm buying him back for ya. Little champ? Where's the ass? Down in my place. Oh, gee. I got a march here. Kind of happy, ain't ya? Yeah. You got my dough, Andy? Yeah, I got it, sure. 300 bucks, wasn't it? Yeah, how much it was. Oh, yeah, yeah. Here you are. 102 to... Oh, wait a minute. Guess the number on this bill. Odd or even. Are you starting that again? Okay, okay. Let me 10 bucks, and I'll buy you a drink then. He says that he looks like man of war when he can't run his best yet. All he needs is practice. That's all. It's just like the champ. He didn't know as much about fighting when he first started, as later on when he was champion. It's the same with a horse. Sure. Say, something's going on across the street, ding. Yeah, let's go see. Look, there's a sheriff man. Wow, somebody's getting pinched. Somebody's laying in jail today. Yes, sir. Hurry up. I want to see who. Let go of me. Let go of me, will ya? Keep your paws off of me. Can a guy speak his mind while being dragged to jail? Oh, hello, ding. Oh, gee whiz. Yeah, I guess I'd get it again, ding. Ramos, come along, you. Yeah, that is too bad. Move along. You come out soon. Hello, champ. Hello, Sponge. Gee, you look awful. Ain't you slept any? No. No, I've been thinking. Oh, boy, what a joint. Say, what happened anyway? I hear you're acting up down at Joe's and by the time I get there, they got you in a can. What was the beef, champ? Oh, what's the difference? Okay, okay. Where's ding? Is he coming? Yeah, sure. He's on his way now. He's stopped off for something. Listen, Sponge, I've been thinking it all over. I'm giving ding to his mother. Huh? I'm giving it to him there. I know good. He'll be better off with her. It'll be tough making him go, but he's got to. Oh, gee, what do you do without him? What do he do without you? Oh, after a while, he'll forget me. Kids always do. Hey, champ. What a dump, huh? Look, I brought something to eat, champ. I told Chilly Mary to make it special for you. Look, just what you like. I ain't hungry. Take him home, Sponge, and pack his stuff, then take him over to the hotel to his mother. What? What for? Because I say so. You're going to stay with her from now on. Oh, no, champ. I want to stay with you. Do you? Well, that's tough, because you're not going to. What am I going to do with her? Well, you're going to go to school, learn things. Grow up to be somebody. Let her feed you for a while. I'm tired of feeding you. What with you eating all the time? I'm tired of having you hanging around every place that I go. I won't eat so much, champ. And I won't hang around you. I'll stay up at the Greeks and wait till you come home, nice. No. You're going over to her. I'm saying you are, so you're going. I wish you wouldn't send me, champ. I'll go to school here, huh? I'll be somebody when I grow up. Somebody like you. No, no. You're going to your mother's. Do you hear me now? I don't want any sniveling out of you and no back talk. No, champ. I ain't going. I ain't. You're going. I ain't. I'm staying with you. Do you hear me? Get out. I'll learn you to argue. Go on. Beat it. I hit him. I hit him. What's the matter with you? I hit him. You're slamming your hand against the wall like that. You want to break it? I hit him. I hit that kid of mine. I hit him. I hit him. I hit him. I hit him. The official identification. This is the Columbia Broadcasting System. After a brief intermission, Mr. DeMille presents act three of the champ, starring Wallace Beary. But now, Sally says you remember things better if they're rhymed. So here's a reminder for you. To make her precious stockings wear. Strong soap, the wise girl shuns. She always uses mild luxe care. Because it cuts down runs. Yes, gentle luxe flakes guard the elasticity of stocking threads so they can stretch and spring back into place again instead of breaking into runs. Strong soaps and rubbing with take-so weaken elasticity so your stockings can't take it when they're strained. They get dry and brittle, break easily into costly runs like this. My, that's a sad thing to see nowadays. A run in your stocking. It is indeed, Sally. And when you see it, it's too late to do anything about it. Except mend it and wish it hadn't happened. The time to do something about stocking runs is before they happen. And the thing to do is to luxe your stockings after every wearing. Luxe cuts down runs. New quick luxe suds take away soil and perspiration quickly and safely and save the vital elasticity that a stocking must have if it's to fit and wear well. Cut down runs in all your stockings. Silt, nylon, new rayons and miles too. With luxe flakes. To make her precious stockings wear, strong soap, the wise girl shuns. She always uses mild luxe care because it cuts down runs. Now, Mr. DeMille returns to the microphone. The curtain rises on the third act of the champ starring Wallace Beery with Josephine Hutchinson, Noa Beery and Bobby Larson. On a train speeding north toward Los Angeles, a full-on little figure sits huddled by the window. His chin buried in the collar of his new suit. Dink is trying very hard not to cry. Sitting beside him is lender, patient and understanding. I'm glad you decided to come with us, Dink. We'll have some fine times together. Just you wait and see. Are you sure you won't have some dinner, Dink? It's fun having dinner on the train. No, thanks. I'm hungry. All right, darling. Oh, I forgot to tell you I have some good news for you. Tony pulls some strings in Tijuana before we let them in your father's home again. You mean you got him out of jail? That's right. Oh, thanks a lot. Was he all right? Yes, he was fine. Did he ask about me? Of course. And Tony told him you were getting along fine. Oh. That's what you want to tell him, wouldn't you? Oh, sure. Sure. I wouldn't want you to think that I... You know. Of course. You... You have a little cold, haven't you? Huh? Oh, yeah. My eyes, they've been running something awful. I thought everything would be okay when they sprung out of jail and you're wasting ever. Let a couple of nights without some shut eye and you'll be all right. Oh, quit worrying. I'm okay. Okay for what? Listen, champ, if it's the kids you're worrying about, well, why don't I write the linden and tell it to bring them down? Nick, now you keep out of this. That kid's in a good spot and he's going to stay there. Don't worry, Sponge. I'm not just nervous. As soon as I get some sleep, I'll be fine. All I need is just a couple of hours, that's all. Okay. Well, for... What was that? I don't know. I... I could have swore. Hello, champ? Why, dink? I thought I'd come and see how you was. Why, dink or dink? Oh, gee, champ. Go on. Get outside, Sponge. Yeah, sure. Gee, dink, but I'm... I'm awfully glad to see you. Me, too. I... I got a little cold. Yeah, so did I. Say, you look swell. That suit ain't got much life to it, but it... it ain't bad. And oh, oh, oh, you got a manicure. Yeah, he'll wear off, though. What happened to your hand? Oh, nothing. Just scratched it. Wait a minute. How did you get back here? I ran away, champ. I didn't like it up there. I mean, it was okay, but William was right about the washing business three times a day all over. Oh, gee, I... I'm sorry, dink. That's all right, but I'm gonna stay here now, champ. I gotta. Okay. Dink, you know what? I ain't had it been since I got out of jail, and I've been off the dice, too. Gee, that's great. And start tomorrow, I'm going into training. Yeah? I'm going to see them promoters in the morning. I'll make them get me a fight. I'll show them here. Look at the footwork, dinker. Gee, you're white in your feet. You betcha, here. Feel that muscle. Boy, it's like iron. Steel? See any reason why I shouldn't make a comeback? No. I'll do it. I'll send you to school. I'll get you a lot of nice clothes in this for manicures. Say, I'll have a girl following us around just to do nothing but to take care of your fingernails. Couldn't we get a man to do that? Sure. Watch out, dink. I'm going to do some sparring. Oh, boy. Give it to him, champ. The old one-two. One-two. One-two. Yeah, that boy, champ. Oh, that's what'll happen to the next guy I'm up against. Hey, champ, you busted the wash bowl. That's all right, forget it. After my next fight, we're going to wash in a sink. None of that there three times a day stuff, either. Oh, boy, am I glad I come back. Come on, give it something, Andy. Snap into it, will you? It was a three-legged elephant. You couldn't be no slower than that. Oh, lay off of me, will you? He'll be okay, Sponge. He'd be great if the girls got tearful. But this is a fight he's going into. Oh, fight down. Why don't you take a sock, any, champ? Oh, he ain't worth the trouble. You mean you ain't got the strength. All right, that's enough. Go on up to the room and take a sponge bed. I'll be okay. Wait till I get going. I'll kill that guy. Get going now, up to the room. We've got more to do this afternoon. Okay. See you later. How's he look? Oh, hello, Whitey. He was watching, wasn't he? Yep. Then you ought to know. Don't bet any throw on him. I figured that. He's all shot, Whitey. Just staying in him anymore. Wind's all gone, huh? Not enough left to play a harmonica with. The Mexican will make Goulash out of him. Then he's sorry. Hey, where'd you come from? I thought you beat it, Dink. I'll tell the champ what you said. Nick, you don't want to do that. Well, don't say things like that about him. He's going to come back. He's going to look the stuppings of that peluca. Yeah, yeah, sure he is, Dink. Sure he is. Go on my way, Whitey. Yeah, I want to ask you a couple of more things. I've been talking to some of the boys down around the place. Dink, hey, Dink, wait up. Hey, hang on, Jordan. I've got to see the champ. Listen, Dink, this is important. What? Just heard something. It's all against us, Dink. Those gambling fellas are laying six to one. The champ don't last three rounds. Six to one? Oh, they're crazy. That's what they're betting. Listen, a champ's going to kill that guy. He's in great shape. Maybe so, but they don't lose them gambling fellas, and they all say he's going to get licked bad. Oh, shut up. Go on, beat it. Okay, Dink, just thought I'd tell you. Six to one, he ain't got a chance. A champ ain't got a chance. Workout, huh? Yeah. Tired champ? No. Well, it's enough to do, but I'm doing it. Champ, I want to talk to you about that. About what? About this here fight racket. I don't like it. How come? I thought you was all for it. Well, I've been thinking it over. You know, champ, I like you lots better when you ain't training. Yeah? Yeah, for instance, when you got a couple drinks in you, you're a lot of fun. I thought you didn't like me drinking. I was wrong. Now that you quit gambling, I don't get a chance to spit in your dice anymore. Huh? I've got practically nothing to spit on these days. Yeah, but look how I used to lose all my dough. We're much better off since I quit. I don't know. We used to have a lot of fun. Now you're training most of the time. We don't get to see so much of each other as we used to. It's all on account of this fight. Say, what are you talking about? You was world's champion once. Everybody knows that. We care about you being champ again. And fighting this Mexican ain't gonna get you much. If I win, then I'm going to win. It'll get me 10 grand. Who cares about that? I do. With that dough, I'm going to send you to school. We're going to travel. I don't have to go to school. You didn't go, did you? No, and that's why you're gone. Say, you're not trying to get me to throw the fight, are you? No, champ. Okay, then. I'm going to fight, see. And I'm going to lick the stuffing out of that guy. You understand? Sure. Sure, champ. We're on next, champ. All right. If this doctor ever gets through with me, what do you say, doc? I'm okay, ain't I? Just a minute, Andy. I want to listen to that heart again if you don't mind. Oh, cut it out. There ain't nothing wrong with me. Well, I never felt better in all my life. What do you say, doc? Okay. Uh, I guess so. There you are. I told you so. You're in pretty fair shape, Andy, but don't go at it too hard. You've got to be a little careful. The old heart isn't any too strong. Oh, what do you mean? Well, it's pumping pretty hard. Oh, boy. It always does that just before a fight. When I won the championship, it was doing nip-up. May I come in? Hello, Dr. Carlton. Hello, Andy. Where'd you come? Back, Andy. All right. Come in, Linda. Oh, what's it all about? You want to take Dink away again, huh? No. We can't do the impossible. We're not going to try anymore. Well, Linda, that's... now that's good sense. You're going to see a fight tonight. I'm taking care of that kid from now on. Andy, I'm betting $5,000 on Jiruga. What? That's great. A real power. You don't understand. We're betting that money for you, Andy. Oh, I don't get this. What do you mean for me? Look, Andy, when we came down here, we heard that all the odds are pretty much against you. They say you can't stand another fight. Oh, they're crazy. Maybe they are. Anyway, we don't want you to run any risks. If you find the fight isn't going right, don't worry. You'll have the money for Dink anyway. Yeah. Now, you listen, Linda. I've got a chance tonight. The chance of my life to make good with that kid and I'm going to do it. Dink's going to be watching. See, and when it's over, he's going to be proud of me. And everything's going to be OK. I hope so, Andy. Good luck. Same here, Andy. OK, champ. Here we go. Wait for an open. And when you get it, keep right after him. OK, Sponge. Leave it to me. Hiya, Dinkus. You're going to see some fighting tonight, kid. Sure. How do you feel? Oh, I feel great. Your bug's OK? Sure. Here. Spit on him for luck. Sure. I can't lose now, Dinkus. Go on. Sit down there and get a load of this. Yes. Sure. He's hitting me here in the heart. Can you go back there, champ? Are you sure? I'll toss the towel in now if you give me the word. No, no. I got to finish. I got to. Let me fight, Sponge. Let me fight. OK, champ. Go ahead. How is he, Doc? Any chance? Not one in a million. There's nothing I can do. Come here, Dink. I want to speak to you. Your mother's here. Did you know that? No. Yes. She came down to get you. This time, I think that you ought to stay with her, Dink. Why, champ? Why can't I stay with you? Because, Dink, they ain't no use getting their say. You see, I ain't staying around long. Understand? I'll teach you. Oh, come on. Come on. That ain't no way to act. Listen. She's your mother. See? And you ought to call her that. No more of this limbless stuff. Or me, Dink. OK, champ. Remember, keep your chin up. Keep everything's going to be all right. Come on. Give me a smile. Libby Collins, our fashion reporter. Cindy B, what's the sigh here about patches being popular? They couldn't be smarter, Mr. Ruegg. Every little bit of fabric is precious these days. And we're saving every inch. Wearing patches on our elbows, a patchwork jacket, and turbans made out of odds and ends of fabric stitched together. Yes, we're saving fabric and having a lot of fun doing it. Well, when it comes to saving fabrics, Libby... We can count on new, quick-lux flakes to help us. Well, that's right, because saving fabric means not only using every scrap of material, but keeping the things we own bright and new-looking and wearable longer. And that's a job that lux flakes does superbly well for all your washables, because it's so gentle, safe for anything, safe in plain water. You see, there's no harmful alkali in lux to injure fabrics or fade colors. And, of course, with lux, there's none of the cake soap rubbing that's so hard on fabrics either. You know, it costs less than a penny to lux address. So you're saving money, too. Get the thrifty big box of lux flakes first thing tomorrow. Use it for all your washables, dresses, blouses, and sweaters. And see for yourself how much it helps you save. Now, here's Mr. DeMille with our stars. For many years, audiences have come to expect fine performances from Wallace Berry. And for somewhat fewer years from Josephine Hutchinson. And they've never been disappointed. Oh, thank you, CB. It seems only yesterday that you and I were making a picture together, don't it? Funny, I don't remember the picture, Wally. Well, it was just a few years back, Josephine. Let me see. Well, let's see. Nobody talked in the picture, CB. Must have been more than, oh, 10 years ago. Yes. Yes, that's right. We used a camera with a hand crank. That moves it back some more. Just a minute. Now think carefully, Wally. Did Mr. DeMille wear a cap turned round backwards? Well, yes, I guess he did. Oh, wait, wait. I'm not that old. We may as well face the facts, Wally. It was 25 years ago that we made that picture. You were quite a romantic leading man at the time. Yeah. Our times have changed, sir. Well, anyway, Wally, we all appreciate you giving up that fine fishing at your ranch to come down here and go back to work. We always have a great time here, Josephine. You know, while I was coming down through the mountains, I noticed that everything up there is pretty dry. There's a big danger of forest fires this year. I believe the United States Forest Service says that this is the most menacing fire season in American history, Wally, particularly in the West. So it's up to all of us who visit our national forests or any forest, or even in our own backyards to be very, very careful about smoking and the use of matches in wooded and brush areas. That seems to be pretty sound advice, Mr. DeMille. What's your play next week? I'll play the teamed two great stars on the screen. The RKO Dramatic Success Love Affair. We'll have those same two stars next Monday night. So that means you'll hear Irene Dunn and Charles Boyer. Love Affair is one of the finest stories the screen has ever given us, and I don't need to tell you, I'm delighted with Charles Boyer and Irene Dunn. Well, you couldn't have anything I'd like better than that, CB. Good night. Good night. Good night. A champ at a champion performance. And now, ladies and gentlemen, an announcement that I'm happy to make because it concerns an old friend of yours and mine, one of the theatre's most beloved comedians, Miss Edna May Oliver. On stage and screen, she's brought us laughter and gaiety for many years. We'll be back in a new series of comedy programs on the air. Miss Oliver's new program begins next Sunday night. Your local paper will give you the time and station. Our sponsors, the makers of Lux Flakes, join me in inviting you to be with us again next Monday night when the Lux Radio Theatre presents Irene Dunn and Charles Boyer in Love Affair. This is Cecil B. DeMille saying good night to you from Hollywood. Do you know that only two pounds of waste kitchen fats contain enough glycerin to fire five anti-tank shells? Your country needs all your waste kitchen fats. Don't throw away a single drop. Strain your bacon fat, used fats, meat drippings into a clean, wide-mouthed can. Keep them on hand because your local salvage committee will soon announce plans for its collection. Save waste kitchen fats now to make explosives. Heard in tonight's play were Charles Cecil as Spuns, Phil Hurlick as Jonah, and Leo Cleary, Stanley Farrar, Jack Mather, Griff Barnett, Fred Mackay, Howard McNear, Jose Perez, Gwen Delano, Edward Marr, and Arthur Q. Bryan. Tune in next Monday night to hear Charles Boyer and Irene Dunn in Love Affair. Our music was directed by Louis Silvers, and your announcer has been Melville Rui.