 J-E-L-L-O! The Jell-O program starring Jack Benny with Mary Livingston, Phil Harris, Dennis Day, and yours truly, Don Wilson. The orchestra opens the program with Meet the People. In the newspaper world, ladies and gentlemen, there's a famous saying that names make news. And that's equally true in the field of desserts, where right now the name that's making big news is Jell-O Pudding's. Jell-O Pudding's are made by the same firm that makes Jell-O for over 40 years America's favorite gelatin dessert. And just as you've enjoyed Jell-O, I know you'll really go for these new, creamy puddings. Jell-O Pudding's are wonderfully quick and easy to prepare, too. Barely add milk, cook a few minutes, and cool. And there's as fine a pudding as ever came out of a kitchen. Gloriously smooth and creamy, and chuck full of rich, mellow flavor. Flavor so delicious that it outrivals any other pudding you've ever tasted. You can enjoy Jell-O Pudding's in all three of those grand old pudding flavors, chocolate, vanilla, and butterscotch. So do as thousands of others are doing every day. And when you ask your grocer for Jell-O, tell him to include several packages of Jell-O Pudding's, too. Remember, Jell-O Pudding's are made by the makers of Jell-O, so you'll know they're good. Meet the people played by the orchestra. And now, ladies and gentlemen, as is customary every Sunday night at the counter. Wait a minute, Don, wait a minute, hold everything. This introduction is on me. All right, boys, let's have it. Ladies and gentlemen, it gives me great pleasure to present the bridegroom of the Jell-O program, Don Wilson. Yes, sir. Well, there you are, Don. There's our little send-off for you. And we all wish you and the bride a lot of success and happiness. Well, thank you, Jack. Thanks very much. Why, Don, you're blushy. I am, Don. You are, too. Look at them, folks. 300 pounds of love. Oh, oh, oh, oh. Tell me, Don, where did you spend your honeymoon? We went down to Coronado Beach for three days. Oh, Coronado is an ideal place for a honeymoon, a beautiful hotel, gorgeous scenery, and a lovely swimming pool. Yes, the terrible thing happened, Jack. What? We forgot to take our bathing shoes. Oh, that was a shame. A fine honeymoon with no swimming. Well, I'll tell you one thing, Don. Hello, Don. Congratulations to the bridegroom. Well, thanks, Mary. Isn't that wonderful, Mary? Just think, little Cupid shot his arrow and hit our own Donzie. Well, if Cupid couldn't hit Wilson, he ought to go out of business. Mary, be sentimental, will you? Say, by the way, Don, did you get the wedding present I sent you? I hope you liked it. Oh, it's beautiful, Jack. Thanks. I haven't seen any of those in a long time. Well, it was no easy job getting it. I had a shop all over. What did it give you, Don? A lovely bowl of wax fruit. Yes, sir. You know, Don, I was going to send you some silverware, but you know how it is. Everybody sends silverware. Everybody but Benny, he sends wax fruit. I knew what I was doing, Mary. You know, newlyweds always get more silver than they can use. Well, not in our case, Jack. As a matter of fact, we didn't get any silver at all. Oh, Don, I wish I had known that. Yeah, you could have sent him a lock of your hair. All right, Mary. How was I to know? I never saw anybody like you, Jack. You always give the oldest, corniest presence. Is that so? Last year of my birthday, you sent me a bustle. But it was full of chocolates. Don't forget that. Supposed to be a novelty. I spent $1.50 a pound for that bustle, and she's complaining. Anyway, Don. Well, what good is candy after you sit on it? You weren't supposed to sit on it. Anyway, Don. Hard centers yet. Now, Mary, forget it. Anyway, Don liked the wedding gift I sent him. He said it was lovely. Sure was, Jack. But I meant to tell you something about that bowl of fruit. Oh, is there something wrong with it? Yes, one of the bananas doesn't light up. It doesn't? No. Well, take it back, brother. Take it back. I bought it at Magnans in this guarantee. Magnans? Yes, Sam Magnans. He's got an antique shop in Pismo Beach. Bill? Hiya, Jackson. Well, hello, Don. Congratulations. Oh, thanks, Bill. So you weren't done it, eh, Don, your lucky son of a gun? Yes, sir, and I'm very happy. Oh, I envy you, kid. That's the life, believe me. What? You know, you know, Jackson, a guy gets pretty tired of running around night after night, no sleep, no home life. What does it get you? Is he kidding? No, on the level, fellas, I'd like to move away from the city and buy a little ranch out in the valley. Well, why don't you? That fresh air would kill me. I believe you. Bill, you're a fine guy to talk about settling down. The hours you keep. Well, I can't help it, Jackson. I work at the Wilshire Bowl every night until 1 o'clock, don't I? Well, by the time I get a cup of coffee, it's 4 AM. 4 AM? Phil, why don't you try having a cup of coffee just once without taking the waitress home? Just once. Well, you know me. I've got to have sugar with my coffee. Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha. Do you get it, Jackson? No, Phil. I'm not as sharp as I used to be. Well, don't you get it? The waitress is sweet, so I can't. Go on, you corny Joe. Mary, can you imagine a guy pulling one like that and then trying to explain it? You think that's bad? You should have heard the gag you pulled at the bowl the other night. What was it? Well, Phil was announcing a song, so he said, and now, ladies and gentlemen, our next number's all about the manicures to marry the millionaire. What was the title of it? I'll never file again. Holy mackerel. You know, Phil, if you'd keep your mouth shut at the Wilshire Bowl, they could put a cover charge on it. Believe me. Oh, hello, Dennis. Hello, Mr. Benny. Gee, what I know about Don Wilson. What? I saw him at the Coronado Hotel last week, and he wasn't alone. That was his wife. Oh. For your information, Dennis, he got married. Congratulations, Mr. Wilson. Well, thank you, Dennis. You know, that marriage business might be all right for a guy like you, but none of that stuff for me. Listen, young man, it wouldn't hurt you to meet some nice little home girl and settle down. Nothing to do, and I wouldn't give up Eddie Lamar for anything in the world. Eddie Lamar? Why, she doesn't even know you're alive. I can wait. Well, Dennis, while you're waiting, how about singing your song right now? OK. I'm going to sing Two Dreams Met, and I dedicate it to Mr. and Mrs. Don Wilson and Eddie Lamar. All right. Go ahead. Hold it. Come in. Mr. Benny? Yes? I shot an arrow into the air and hit Don Wilson. You know where. Well, who are you? I am Cupid with no clothes on. And now I'll run. I'm nearly pros on. Brrr. That's the most stupid Cupid I've seen in years. Sing that. Stop her lonely. That could be so happy. Said we must go at each other in the same way then. But I can't remember. Met sung by Dennis Day, and very good. You know, Dennis, there have been a lot of dream songs lately. Yeah, lately. Two Dreams Met, Dream Valley. Now I lay me down to dream of you. That seems to be the Vogue right now. Yeah, the Vogue. Dennis. And they're all good too. That's the funny part of it. Talking about dream songs, Jackson, I just wrote a lulul. It's going to be published in a couple of weeks. What's the name of your song, Phil? Eskimo Dream Girl, Don't Blubber Over Me. Oh, well, that's a beautiful thought. Don't blubber over me. What's it about? Is it a ballad? Well, it's a sort of a torch song. It's about an American guy that goes up to Alaska, and he meets this Eskimo girl. But she can't speak Eskimon, so the guy. Eskimon? First place, it's, but he can't speak Eskimon. What's that? Well, that's her language. She don't speak at all. Well, not even you can't read your own line, but you don't know what pages are. What's the outcome of this fascinating saga of the North? Well, the guy drives away with his dog team. And the girl stands there waving her igloo at him. Phil, an igloo is a house made of ice. Oh, well, I better rewrite that part. Learn how to read, too. Reading's not going to help this, any. How about you and me singing it some night? You can be my Eskimo girl. I'd rather be the dog team. Got something there. Speaking of Alaska, ladies and gentlemen, let me tell you about Jello. What? Whether you live in Sitka, Juneau, or Ketchikan, why don't you run down to your neighborhood grosser and catchy box of tempting, delicious Jello? Ketchi box? Why, dog? For Juneau and I know that it's twice as good as ever before. I wonder how he's going to work Sitka in there. So look for the big red letters on the box. I will now Sitka down. Well, I'll be darned he didn't. Only the fact that you got married last week excuses that surrealist plug. And now, ladies and gentlemen, at this time, I would like to announce Dennis. What have you got your hand up in the air for? I want to ask a question. Oh, well, the first place, this isn't a school room. And the second place, when you want to ask a question, you raise all fingers, not just one. Now, what's the question? Well, my mother wants to know if we're going to be in Waukegan for the Christmas holidays. No, Dennis, we're not going to Waukegan. As a matter of fact, fellas, the premiere of my picture is going to be held in New York City. New York City? Yes. Alan wanted an old orchard mane, and I wanted it in Waukegan. So I figured New York would be a fair compromise. What do you mean a fair compromise? I mean, just what I say. What are you talking about? Old orchard mane is much closer to New York than Waukegan is. It is not. It is, too. Would you like to make a little bet on that, about $50? You're darn right I would. Well, go find a sucker. Don't bother me. I guess that'll hold you, brother. Oh, boy, are you a welcher? I'm not a welcher. But I don't believe in gambling when there are miners present. Dennis is over 21. I mean coal miners. There are three boys in Phil's band from Spranton. The trombone section with the candle in their derby. Now, let's forget it. And now, ladies and gentlemen. Oh, pardon me, Jack. Yes, Don. Would you mind terribly if I ran along? I promised the little woman that I'd get home early tonight. No, no. Go right ahead, Don. But I was going to buy you a bottle of champagne across the street at the tropics right after the show. You know, I think a celebration is an order. Oh, say I've got a great idea. Why don't you and the gang come over to the house? I want you to all to meet my wife. Tonight? Oh, Don, that would be an imposition. Five of us barging in without any notice or anything. Oh, it's no imposition at all. Peggy, I'd love to have you. But, Don, don't you think you ought to call your wife up and let her know we're coming? You know, barging in like this with a whole gang of people. No, Jack. The little woman won't mind. Really, she's a peach. Well, all right. Come on, fellas, let's go. Wait a minute. Hello? Hello, Mr. Benny. This is Rochester. Rochester, I haven't got time to talk to you now. We're on our way to the valley. Well, I heard you say you were going to New York for the premiere. Does that include your loyal devotee when I got my clothes packed already, butler? Yes, but I don't know why I'm taking you. The last time we were in New York, I didn't see you for two weeks. You didn't look in the right places. I'm not supposed to look for you. You're working for me, remember? Yes, sir. Imagine packing it already. I never saw anybody so anxious to leave. Boys, I can't wait till I get to New York. You know, the last time we were there, I only got halfway through the Metropolitan Museum. And the view from the Statue of Liberty. Well, of course, I did just stand there for hours lost in meditation. And you know that library on Fifth Avenue? Yes. Well, that offers endless cultural opportunities of which one must imbibe freely. I see. Then from what I understand, Rochester, you're only interested in the cultural side of New York. Up to dust, then strap me down. Thought so. I know you look like a book. Now, listen, Rochester. I have to prepare for the trip east, so I want you to send my heavy overcoat to the cleaners. Oh, yes, the one with the green velvet collar. That's black velvet. Have you seen it lately? Never mind. Just send it to the cleaners. OK. Oh, say, boss. What? I think you ought to give up that job as dog catcher of Beverly Hills. Why? You know those two great days you captured yesterday? Yes. Well, Mr. Darrell Sannick was just here and says, one of them is his polo pony. Which one? The one that wins is. Well, all right, give it to him. Goodbye. Goodbye. Say, boss, I don't think the other one's a great day in either. It is, too. OK. I'll take the saddle, Lord, so long. That's the last time I'll go out chasing dogs without my glasses. Well, come on, fellas, let's go. I've got cab waiting, Jack. That's swell, but I still think you ought to call up your wife. Oh, Don knows what he's doing. All right, all right, let's go then. She'll be delighted to have you. Am I heavy on your lap, Ms. Livingston? Why don't you hold Dennis for a while? I just had my pants pressed. Put him on the floor. Phil. Well, here we are. Driver, pull up with that little white cottage there. OK. Phil, this is it, fellas. How much is that, driver? $2.35. Here you are. Wait a minute, Don. Wait a minute, this is on me. Oh, no, I want to pay it. Gee, you got a cute house there, Don. Yes, sir. Nothing doing, Dennis. I want to pay the fare. Oh, Mr. Harris, let me pay it. Next time, Dennis. This is my treat. No, I insist I'm paying. Got rosebusses around the door and everything. Oh, it's beautiful, you know. Oh, Jack, pay for the cab and let's go in. Pay for it. I'm not even in the argument. Oh, all right. How much you say that was, driver? $2.35. Here. Here's $2.50. Keep the change. Oh, goodie. Now my wife can have another baby. Well, let's go in, Don. You know, Jack, I was just thinking that maybe I should have called up my wife first. What? Well, with five people barging in unexpectedly, it might kind of upset her. That's what I told you at the studio. I told you to call up your wife. Come on, Don, don't be afraid. Let's go in. Oh, it's not that I'm afraid, Bill. I can understand Don's side of it. All of us barging in like this. Barging, smarging. I said that at the studio. I said, let's call the little woman out. I'll tell you what, fellas. You all hide in the rose bushes. Now go in and tell Peggy that some of the gang might drop in unexpectedly. That'll kind of soften the blow. What blow? I told you at the studio. Oh, come on, Jackson. Let's do it his way. All right, all right. Come on, we'll hide in the rose bushes. Ouch, these thorns. Make it snappy, Don. Sillyest thing I've ever heard of. Oh, be quiet and get off my foot. Oh, hello, sweetheart. Well, darling, you're home early. I told you I would be. Gee, I'm hungry, dear. You got something good for supper? Well, I'm sorry, darling. I didn't have a chance to do any shopping, so I'll just open a can of tuna fish. Oh, that's well, there is. Then two and a half already, I'm going to get tuna fish. What are you worrying about? You're not even in yet. Thing that burns me up, I'm the guy that told him to call her up. Hey, Jackson, have you got a cigarette? What? I see if you've got a cigarette. No, here's a cigar. Thanks. Oh, boy, corona, corona. Don't let the label fool you. Very funny. I wonder if Don's going to be. Hey, Dennis, stop eating those roses. Well, I'm hungry. So am I, but I'm going to wait. How are they? They need salt. No, stop. Hey, quiet, fellas. The porch light just went on. Hey, fellas, are you still there? Yeah. I just told Peggy that I saw Phil and Mary pulling up in the car, so you two better come on in first. What about me? You weren't in the car. Well, for Pete's sake, I could be. You made the whole thing up. Let's all go in. No, you can't do that. Mary and Phil come first. OK. See you later, Jack. Darnest mess I ever got into. Yeah. I told him at the studio five times, call her up, Don, call up your wife. And on top of that, it looks like it's going to rain. It'll be wonderful for the roses. Not for the roses. If I get pneumonia once more, I'm a goner. It's fine waiting out here, but the worst of it is I got to talk to you. What do we talk about? Nothing. Just be quiet and eat your roses. Getting chilly, too. Here comes Don again. Hey, Dennis, come on in. Dennis? Yeah, I told my wife I just saw him riding up in his bicycle. Well, as long as you're dreaming things up, why didn't you see me on the handlebar? Use your bean. Don't worry, Jack. You're next. Well, look at that, darling. Dennis, there. I can't get over it. If I told him once at the studio, I told him, five, call your wife. Let's not barge in on the little woman. I can't get over that guy. I beg. I plead it. Don, I said, call her. Don't barge in on the little girl. Let her know we're coming. I knew it. I knew it. Well, here it comes. I'm going to get so. All the heck with Wilson. I'm going to walk right in that house ready or not. If he thinks I'm going to say it. Stick them up, buddy. Stick them up? Are you a burglar? I ain't sandy clothes. Now look, look, mister. Come on, come on. Where do you carry it, though? In my right shoe. But look, mister, I was invited to a party in this house. I'm not even supposed to be out here. Get that shoe off. It's raining. I'll get my foot wet. Now, please. Keep your mouth shut or I'll drill you. But he's calling me. Can't you hear? Not a peep out of you, buddy. There's nobody out there. Right, buddy, off with that shoe. Now, listen, mister, if I take this shoe off, I'll never get it back on again. I haven't got my button hook with me. Now, please, go away. Come on, give me a dough. Well, listen, buddy, this isn't fair. I wouldn't have been here at all if Don Wilson had taken my advice. What are you talking about? I'm not kidding you, buddy. If I told him once, I told him a thousand times. Call up your wife, though. Five people barging in on the little woman. It's an imposition. Buddy, would he listen to me? No. There are ways to do away with mealtime monotonous to serve a wide variety of desserts. But finding new and different treats for the family is no small task. And so that's why every Sunday, we try to bring you some new dessert suggestion. This week, especially, is a swell eye-filling, taste-teasing dessert that looks like a million dollars. And yet, it's as simple to make as can be. Just make up one package of strawberry jello and whip as directed on the box. Fold in one and one-half cups of sweet and cooked apricot pulp. Then pile in sherbet glasses, chill until firm, and there you are. Quick, easy, and delightfully good dessert that really tastes grand. For strawberry jello, like raspberry jello, now has a flavor that's better than ever, contained by using a natural-flavor base artificially enhanced. And that's what gives strawberry jello its new distinctive goodness. Enjoy it tomorrow by serving this gay, creamy combination of golden apricots and rich crimson strawberry jello. I got all my dough. I can't get my shoe back on. Oh, well. Pardon me, does Don Wilson live in this house? He's married, Cupid. You got him once. Why don't I write things down? Good night, folks.