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Your mother came from there, didn't she? That's no advantage. And the only other man available is Manny Epstein. That's no advantage either. Now, the theft of the stone was reported a few hours ago in Cork. What kind of stone? The Blarney Stone. Hey, what are you trying to give me? I know, it's crazy, but we're stuck for 500,000 bucks. But boss, you can't insure a thing like the Blarney Stone. We did. And the point is we can't afford that kind of loss. Your tickets and expense money are outside. And here, six pages of notes. You can read all about it on the plane. Now get going. And when I get there? Check with the Cork police, fellow named Inspector Fowler. Don't let anyone else know who you are. Just be friendly, mix with the people, and find that Blarney Stone. Sheila Agus Carlanje. Meaning what? That's Gaelic. I think it means here comes the British. Well, Igbile de Zayn spated there, Dorton boss. Keep in touch, see, and keep those reports coming in. Well, according to the notes, the theft have been reported to the Village Police Force consisting of two men. Sergeant Bryony McNaughton and Officer Huey Devine. Oh, it's all true, Huey. The Blarney Stone has disappeared. And as the legal arm of this village, we belong at the scene of the crime. Now go fetch your bicyclist. Hey, look, Bryony, look. Half the village is coming to here. You verify the circumstances. No, no, no, no. Get back to your business and let Huey and me attend to our own. Bryony, the stone is gone from the castle. Aye. Oh, terrible, terrible, terrible. There'll be no more gifted the Blarney. Oh, a speechless world. Oh, it's a sparkling calamity. Hey, Bryony, look. Your daughter. Morning, Con. Morning, Huey. I brought you lunch early, Father. Take it back, girl. Too much to do today. Oh, then it's really gone, just as the legend said. Oh, I indeed. That someday the Blarney Stone will be stolen. And there will follow strange accidents and unhappy deeds. Don't wait up for me, Con. I'm a busy man today. Now out of me way there. Out of me way. Oh, you'll be proud of your father now, Con. Ah, yes. It's a large day for Bryony McNaughton. Oh, for 30 years there's been no such time. That's right, Con. That's right. This is the proof of Bryony. Ah, yes. A chance for him to be looked up to for his share of time. And that's a small wish. Oh, find it, Father. Find the Stone. By the castle's steps. Now it's footprints we're looking for. Ah, footprints? Ah, she's got a vast treasure between your ears, Bryony. A supreme brain. Oh, hey, Bryony. There's footprints. Look. Divine. Those are my footprints. Good morning, Sergeant. Inspector Felon. Well, we got things started, sir. Divine. Rope off this entire area before it's turned into a picnic round. Yes, sir. Immediately, sir. And what about me, sir? Now why could I do that? All back to the village, Bryony. But the case, sir. The terrible theft. You operate under the police department of the City of Cork. You've got no jurisdiction here. Now you'll do a small good if you tend to your own job. You mean that they can't hurt you? I'm sorry, McNaughton, but we'll be moving too fast for an old man to keep up. An old man? Well, maybe not. But who'd bet you'd have the price of another sunrise? Now, please, McNaughton, you'd better go back. Yes, sir. Not the price of another sunrise. And that's from a little man who weighs no more than a nickel. Well, I'd stay on the case and I'd solve it. I'd solve it if it's the last thing I do. Well, the case was still wide open when I reached Cork. First, I checked in with Inspector Felon. Then I bought a lot of oil paints and a canvas and headed for the village. On route, I spent an hour or two at Blarney Castle. Then I paid a week's rent at the local Waldorf and spread the word around that I was an artist. I wandered over to the first meadow I saw and set up the easel. As expected, it wasn't too long before I had an audience. The brochure's the proof. Oh, hiya, men. Well, I'm glad to see you appreciate the finer thing. It is a picture, is it? Well, sure it is. Thought I'd capture the scene rather well myself. Trees, cows, the river. Oh, well, I guess I'll be going back to the village now. Can we help you? It's well. You grab the easel and the art critic here can carry the paint box. The brushes are full of paint, sir. It's a great mess. Oh, the brushes. Well, where can I wash them? There's a little river, sir, at the end of your nose. Well, let's mosey over, shall we? Say, that robbery created quite a stir around here, huh? And the evil deeds begin already. Already have six cattle died of no cause at all. And there's the man who sneezed. Sneezed? Is that bad? Well, sneezing is one thing. But we do not see it odd. But a man to sneeze without closing his eyes. Oh, the blinding leaf has started for certain. Well, I'm sure sorry, fellas. Meanwhile, let me wash out my brushes. It's a madness of color you've made of this thing, sir. Oh, that. Well, that's the palette. Give it to me. I'll take my knife and scrape the paint off. Well, now. And who do we have over there? Conn McNaughton, sir. Doing her washing. Is any proper girl should? It is said, sir, that the stream of Donald Gurnish is surely the fairest place alive to wash. All to wish. Who's that effect? Sir, would you be cleaning our paints? Or would you be staring at Conn and her laundry work? Oh, yeah. Let's get going here. Now she's staring at him. Then come in this way. I'm Conn McNaughton. And who are you? Jomo Queen. Oh, my. What a doll. I. I. There's little to match the beauty of Conn McNaughton. And now would you have anything else to say? Just amen. Oh, you're American then. How can you tell? Oh, it was easy. Since they're the only ones who know just the tail end of a prayer. America. The land's in. I beg your pardon? And the knife in his hand. Oh, I forgot to clean it. I'll be right with you. Here's his knife. If it's blood you're thinking of, it's only red paint. Such as his cow is made of. I'm pondering on other matters, Pierce O'Neill. The prophecy. The prophecy is related by Bideo Devlin. What prophecy, Conn? I'll be in a boy you wouldn't know, but a prophecy that has come to Bideo and through the ages. Oh, help me with my bundle, Pierce. Hurry. Hey, what's the rush? What you talking about? Who's Bideo? And what's this prophecy? You'll have to ask Conn McNaughton, sir. If you can catch her. Well, I will. I will. You'd better wait for another time. It's in her mind now. And as any fool knows, the mind of a woman is a dreadful thing to dwell upon. Even in Ireland, huh? Well, I went back to the village, but I'd no more than hit Main Street when the law closed in. Yep. Bryony McNaughton and Huey Devine hustled me straight to the Who's Gala. Mr. McQueen, suppose you'd tell us just what you were doing exactly hanging around Glarny Castle this morning? Oh, that. Well, you see, I was painting. You know, pictures. Go ahead and take a look at him. Hey. Hey, he's painted something here, Bryony. Oh, it's a thing of great confusion. Yeah. Take a look, Sarge. I rather think I've got something there, don't you? Note the expression on the cow's face. Treat it in profile, you see. Tell me. Yeah, yeah. Paid money to learn to do this. It was a gift from heaven. Well, I'd leave the church. Now, I'll give you one more chance. What are you doing in this village? Look, I just told you, Sarge, but if you're going to run your jail this way, I'll just have to take my business someplace else. All right, Devine. Lock him up. Lock me up. Oh, now, look, fellas, I'm on charge. There you go and see's enough. And to that, add invading the privacy of the cow. Oh, Bryony, that's a gigantic reply. I didn't think it was so big. Yes, and you can stay in there until you're ready to answer some questions. Like, for instance? Tell us your name's Mulqueen. Now, supposing you tell us your real name. That is my real name, Joe Mulqueen. They say the true check is in a man's face. Well, in this case, it's hard to tell you. Because there's practically nothing in his head. Look, first, you tossed me in the pokey, and now you tell me I'm not Irish. Look, fellas, I've got to draw the line somewhere. Well, I'll interrogate you further when you've had time to think things over. Hey, hey, Bryony. Bryony, you left your concertina there in the cell. Oh, we're about to hear a tune played. Another gift from heaven, I suppose. As beautiful kitty one morning was drippin' With a pitcher of milk from off-air of Colrain When she saw me, she stumbled, a pitcher it tumbled And all the sweet potter milk spilled on the plain She said to me, you know, ah, what shall I do now? Sure, sure, such a pitcher I'll ne'er meet again Was the pride of my dairy, oh, Bryony McClary You're sent as a plague on my down beside her And gently did chide her That such a misfortune should give her Such pain a kiss then I gave her And there she'd bowed for such pleasure She'd break it again To his haymaker says, and I can't tell the reason Misfortunes will never come Very soon after, oh, kitty's disaster The devil, ah, pitcher of milk Is civilized angel, Huey Ah, should that be a sweet noise, Bryony? Go on, Huey, open the door Huh, let him out? Yeah, what about the charges, Bryony? Oh, I just dismissed them Bryony, isn't he the tender lad? Yo, listen, after hearing you sing, I've decided you've been telling the truth Now, what are your plans for tonight? Well, I was going a bit early, you see I thought I'd take my brushes and catch the sunrise Why haven't a party at our house tonight? Would you care to come? Or, he said, would you care to come? Hey, hey, Bryony, the lad's studying the pitcher on your desk The pitcher or con? Yeah, she's my daughter, Joe Looks just like me Your daughter, huh? I just canceled the sunrise Good, and about tonight Just ask for the house of Bryony McNaughton You can't insist You know, Sarge, you've been pretty nice at that Yep, I may even do your portrait someday Oh, no, no, no, no, not that, no Lots of character there It's spread all over Oh, Bryony, he likes you You have a nice face, too I'm so sweetly disposed, Bryony Not a word or approach for arresting them I can see that you were tricked by Moteland, too Do you know what I think of John McQueen? I think he's our man No Yes First, the Bryony stone has stolen Then, out of the morning, a stranger comes With no explanation, except that he paints pictures You'd be ashamed to hang in your broom closet Now, what do the facts suggest? Ah, Bryony Bryony, it was your pies that tricked him Now, what's our plan? To fool him with friendship To refine some evidence So tonight, boys, while he's at the party You'll be at the hotel searching the zoo Oh, Bryony, your intellect's loaded with molecules Ah, well, no, I wouldn't say that, Hughie But on certain things, Bryony McNaughton Doesn't have to be They have bitten for your fault, so honorable Meanwhile, I had gone back to the hotel Plugged in the dictaphone machine And proceeded to dictate my first report On the case of the missing Bryony stone Proceeding at once to the village Where things started getting a little rough Seems like everybody in town's a little wacky Anyway, the officer in charge Is a cute old codger named McNaughton Doesn't have much talent, though I doubt if you could find the curve in a pretzel If you furnished him with a blueprint Well, he's a sweet old man Leaving soon for a party at his home Will advise further tomorrow Signed Joe Mulqueen Oh, P.S. 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Well, girl There he is talking with father And his coat's as green as the map of Ireland Not only that, he's... But, Biddy, look, here they come This way, George, this way Biddy, oh, devil, and this is Joan the Queen I have him for my friend Good evening He has a generous face, Brianie And you've already met my daughter Oh, we did, father This afternoon Then run for the beer con I'm joining Oh, yes, father, right away And what are the rubber, Brianie And the blanny stone Oh, there's nothing to report, Biddy And while we wait, the evil deeds go on Today I saw a man walking in the sun And the strange part is He did not cast a shadow No shadow? Well, what do you think of that, Joe? I think it's a whale of an act Oh, to be a father For you and Biddy And none from Mulqueen Well, I've been thinking that perhaps Mr. Mulqueen would rather dance If there were someone to ask him You do dance, Mr. Mulqueen Well, I might get by You leave Then I should like to dance with you They go together, Brianie Like fleas and a dog Oh, do they now? I can't tell you what happened today The prediction? That's a yarn made up for a village girl Five hundred years ago How would it count in these days? Brianie, Brianie, Brianie, it's your telephone You are divine And as voice as pale as a bucket of lard You is it? You're excusing me, Biddy It's me official capacity A moment later, Brianie Rushed from the house Jumped on his bicycle and disappeared There might have been those who missed him But not Con and me By now we were alone You're about the lilac bushes, Joe Out here in the garden But Con, there aren't any lilac bushes That's true For in this part of the country It is said that the children's breath On the air is perfume enough Oh, do you have to believe In every fairy tale you hear? I guess it's nice once in a while But you overdo it around here, don't you think? Oh, it's true But at least we know they're fairy tales And it's a better way to think of the field We'll walk in The suns we'll want And the men will marry Hey, how about those men? Oh, not enough prayers to St. Anne, I suppose St. Anne? Oh, the saint of lovers All the girls pray to her It's a short prayer Please, St. Anne, get me a man Where do I get in line? How do you mean, Joe? Oh, honey, you're starting to get some action already Action? Well, how could you miss? Oh, what are you planning on, Joe Mulqueen? Well, back home, they call this making a pitch Well, could I ask you now? Back home, is there such a thing as a slow picture? You're in love with someone Anyone would know Takes up all your dreaming And makes you sort of glow Covers up your soul Lucky soul and soul Singing is a very I guess it's time for Joe to be rolling Good night, Con Good night, Joe And by the way, if you get a flash from St. Anne Keep me in mind Ha, ha, ha And he sings Sings like the imprisoned bird of Connemara I was in kind of a hurry to get back to the hotel I had a hunch that if I wasn't too late I'd find company up in my room You get upset, Mr. Mulqueen We'll have you know this is an official police visit Well, hiya, Huey, Bryony We've been searching your room Well, if it's the Blarney Stone you're looking for, I'm afraid You do me the favor to answer me questions This machine here, what is it? Oh, that's just a dictophone machine You talk into it and it plays back No, that's a pretty scheme Would you mind having it play back? Oh, well, maybe some other time, Bryony That's an order, play it Well, we can play a little bit, I guess You're sure you want to hear this? Play it But it's just... Oh, well D.L. Larkin, first report on the theft of the Blarney Stone Hey, Bryony, it's him, it's his voice Keep quiet a minute Arrived on schedule, made contact immediately with the Cork police Hey, the man's a detective Play on, Judas Mulqueen Things started getting a little rough Seemed like everybody in town's a little wacky Anyway, the officer in charge is a cute old codger named McNaughton Doesn't have much talent, though Oh, Bryony, I'm filled with despair Well, that's about all Not much else to it More More? Oh, but it's just routine, you see You eat, press the button again Doesn't have much talent, though Doubt if he could find a curve and a pretzel if you furnished him with a blueprint But he's a sweet old man Sweet old man, sweet old man, sweet old He gets stuck like that sometimes Anyway, that's really all there is to it, you see Oh, Bryony, your heart must be as heavy as a bag full of anvils Oh, I don't blame you for being sore, Bryony But now that you know we can work together I'll need your help No, no you won't For if you're not wise, Joe Mulqueen You'll get some other machine that'll make you so Come on, Hewitt Father, last night when Joe sang in the garden Oh, don't you see, Father Video Devlin's prediction is right Video Devlin? And he probably trained one woman would've been deadly years ago And as for Joe Mulqueen I detest the man and that's for some of my observations No, bring me me breakfast Yes, Father Eh, Carl Did you say how the next condition went? Oh, I thought you had no interest in it Oh, I don't, I don't But if you were just now to were blotted out, how would it go? Well, it is said that he will speak in a great voice the sound of which will come a small place is not dreamed of Well, I don't believe that Here I am with a great coin to solve and the daughter of me days talking and listening to predictions I'll be there good morning, I'm going to work I heard what Sergeant McNaughton said Mr Mulqueen, you've been requested to leave town on the next bus Oh, now wait, I came here to the police station to Well, after all, cooperating is one thing but tossing me out of town is quite a switch What's happened, Brianie? Don't worry, I'll give you in mind and there's no hurry about leaving just so long as it's immediate All right I hate to leave with that reward and everything but a fellow can't win them all, I guess Reward, did you say? Tell me now, what reward is that? Oh, the usual thing posted by my company $5,000 Sure, sure Sit, sit, sit down Yes, no, and about that reward you'll be the one to get it, I suppose No, not eligible, I just make the recommendation Oh, and then, and then Brianie could get it Oh, sure, if he finds the Blarney Stone $5,000 Oh, Brianie, to be rich that's a comfort even to the dead Of course, we'd have to work on the case together Now, what do you say? You're on Okay, now first of all, who's on your list of suspects? Carl McAlespie Oh, eh, why? Well, for one thing, Gillespie is seen on the grounds the night of the robbery Oh, that's a fair start Ah, he's an ugly creation, Joe If you had to walk around the world, you wouldn't lend him an osho But he's the only one who'd stand a profit from the stone being gone Oh, how? He's building up farms With all the accidents and the cattle doing and such it's easy to find those who'll sell for cheap Carl McAlespie has spoken to me cousin already asking to buy his cattle No, no, I'm afraid it'll never hold, fellas Well, anyway, dig up all you can on Gillespie, will you? And nobody needs to know you're a detective, right? Oh, no, artist, artist Oh, oh, oh, oh, Bryony, five thousand dollars Oh, I'm delirious by you, Bryony No, no, no, quiet down, here we quiet down Amongst the wealthy laughter is kept at a respectable pitch I spent the rest of the day running a check on Gillespie but it all added up to zero Even Bryony had to admit it Maybe I'll write, Joe Maybe Gillespie is innocent But what would you say to this now? Two days ago, Gillespie called and Huey's cousin came in to buy his land Huey's cousin turned him down And this afternoon while you were gone, Huey's cousin died Oh, the seizure was very sudden, Joe His wagon turned over on the road and killed him dead Killed him, huh? Yeah, well, perhaps now certain people would believe in the accidents If you're wondering, do I think Gillespie killed Tamine? The answer is no What was an accident? But Cormac Gillespie countered on the accidents happening Eh, I was his only relation, Joe Oh, my heart's destroyed with a grief of his own I don't see any tears, Huey Ah, well, now you see, as Bryony can tell you I'm, well, I'm, what do I call it? An internal weeper Oh Yes, oh, that's true, Joe That's true is the tears fall on his inside Eh, eh, I... I, eh, I just saw his will, Bryony Tamine left me ever digging out About the accident, I'd like to see where it happened Oh, Joe, Joe, do you mind? I'm that overcome with me loss Well, it could wait until some other time Eh, it could be all, have a drink, Bryony It helps with the sorry, you know Let's go over to the pub boys A nice glass of beer and a word for the woes of the world Oh, thank you, Bryony, thank you There was a telephone in the local saloon I slipped away from Bryony and the bereaved And put in a call for Inspector Fallon I had a great idea And if Fallon located our chances of finding the Blarney stone Might improve considerably Fallon located Meanwhile, what about Bryony's daughter, Conn? Well, right about now, Conn was seeing Bideo Devlin Her pretty head spinning with 500 years of legend It happened the fourth prediction His voice will come forth from small places Not dreamed of But it's the fifth one that really counts, Conn How did I love him or know him at all? And the important part If your love is returned He will tread heavily on your heart Biddy, to be loved in return Is there no way to guarantee it? Well, I could put a curse on him Oh, no, no I don't think a curse would be fair Besides, it does little good to curse an American They've ever seemed to know the difference I guess I'll just have to work Biddy, Biddy, will you look out your doorway? It's himself walking on the road Dormulqueen, and I'm the favorite of fate Could you give me a wise word to go on? Well, now go to him And should he hit you in the eye with a lump of coal It's a sign you're making no progress Oh, thank you, Biddy Thank you And may you never have a reason, Conn To hear the last and terrible condition That I'm afraid even to speaker Built seven hundred years ago Along with this little low wall I'm walking on It's luck to walk on it, they say How about sitting down on it? I would say that's good luck, too No, help me down before I... Hey, take it easy Oh, the stone, it moved Are you all right? I told you it was luck Any other stone I'd have broken the leg at least Well, we're sitting, Joe You know, I'm going to have to teach you to play post office Is it a difficult game to learn? Not for a natural born athlete Say, what about the romance situation around here? Oh, it's been said of our village that Here the greatest pleasures are the reading of books And the kissing of girls Keeps the girl pretty busy, huh? Yes, unless of course she's married to a great reader How about you? Oh, I've been kissed, Joe Sixty-seven times, of course Thirty of the sixty-seven word fares and parties And well, that hardly comes Oh, it's still a fine showing, fine Oh, but there's Maggie O'Shea who lives down from us Who's been kissed, eighty-one times Local record, huh? Oh, by far Would you like to establish a new one? Oh, yes, I mean... That is... You're in love with someone Anyone would know Takes up all your dreaming You sort of glow up your soul The time I took Khan home, Maggie O'Shea was running a poor second Khan invited me to stay for supper We'll wait till father gets home He's kind of late, isn't he? Oh, it must be the case Oh, it's his great opportunity, Joe And my father was never first or best at anything Oh, he's coming now, Khan He's coming up the path Will you tell him of us? If I can squeeze a word in Josie, your father, we're waiting supper Well, aren't you coming in? We've got something to tell you And you said enough already, Mr. Mulqueen Said enough Mr. Mulqueen, did you or did you not telephone Inspector Fallon about a plan? Well, sure I did, but I... And did you tell him that you'd have to be careful of me? And that, oh, he was a problem Oh, now, wait a minute That isn't what I meant at all Well, I've been removed and made assistant He was divine as the new sergeant Divine? Oh, but what is Joe to do with this? I don't understand He's a detective, Khan Send over to find the brownie stone Oh, Khan, now look If Fallon got jumpy or something, I can fix it Will you leave, Joe? Will you please to take yourself out of here? Khan, please I'll leave some supper on the back doorstep That's another one of our silly customs Supper for a beggar, Joe A one who is poor in spirit You have your choice I couldn't figure it Sure I told Fallon I had a plan But there was nothing in it about taking Brian He stripes away Now Fallon had gone back to Cork And wouldn't return until morning Meanwhile, old video devilin had a visitor I have listened to him biddy Joe Mulqueen's the one you chose Well, the prediction's done And it's of matter to no one Except for the last condition, Khan It's been fulfilled The last one beyond that A condition I've had no breath for You'll have to say it, biddy Aye If you should turn him out of your house And that you've done He'll go to the wood of Cali There a song will be sung In the light of the moon And your man will die No, no, that's not true Oh, what's to be done, biddy? Being a part of the prediction Neither you nor I can warn him But do no good Oh, there must be somewhere to keep him From the wood of Cali If you were to pray, you might do it I will, I will Pray until my knees hurt Do, and then pray sitting down Until you get the same result A song will be sung By the light of the moon And your man will die Up of the morning will continue in a few seconds Now, my guest, Paramount's Looks lovely starlet, Susan Morrow Susan has just seen a preview Of that wonderful new musical comedy Aaron Slick from Punk and Crick It's really a very funny picture With Alan Yellen Young, Dinah Shore, Robert Merrill and Adele Jerrigan And Paramount's staging the world premiere March 21st in Indianapolis With Alan Young in person Dinah Shore and Robert Merrill Sing some wonderful new hit songs In Aaron Slick from Punk and Crick Yes, and Alan Young is hilarious As the country bumpkin Who saves Dinah Shore from the city slickers Whose big-time operators Robert Merrill and Adele Jerrigan Adele really is slick-looking, too What a luxe-lovely complexion Adele has I'd say you, too, Susan Oh, I'm a luxe enthusiast, too, John Especially since coming here I'm out in the sun so much My skin could be quite dry That's why luxe soap care With its skin tonic action Helps you, Susan, and helps So many women with dry skin You see, luxe skin tonic action Stimulates your inner skin Helps it retain natural moisture So your skin naturally looks smoother and fresher I do find my skin much softer With luxe soap care All I do is cream in the rich lather Rinse warm, splash cold The result? Wonderful Thank you, Susan Merrill Girls try luxe-toilet soap care now You'll see, luxe skin tonic action Can make your skin smoother, firmer, fresher, clearer You'll see why 9 out of 10 screen stars Use luxe-toilet soap We pause now for station identification This is the CBS Radio Network You're listening to Same Time, Same Station The best of old-time radio And I'm your host, Jerry Hendigas The curtain rises on Act 3 of Top of the Morning Starring Dennis Day as Joe and Bly the Scun Barry Fitzgerald as Brian A. And Dan, though hurly he, as Huey Devine I kept pretty busy the next day And by the time Inspector Fallon arrived in the village I had a couple of interesting items to tell him That nice little parley you put over On account of you, Brian A. McNaughton's been demoted And I lose my gal I've told you what we thought of the old man Now, what have you found out? Well, Inspector, I've been out in the country That spot in the road where Huey Devine's cousin was killed Well? You're right, Fallon, it wasn't an accident My cart was pushed over On my way back, I had a little confab With an old gal named Bideo Devlin We cooked up an idea how we can swing it tonight Only McNaughton plays or we don't play at all Okay Now, you need any help in the meantime? Got all I need Bideo Devlin's for the light work And a kid named Pierce O'Neill for the heavy duty Plus McNaughton, a small boy, an old woman And a man with rheumatism Can you think of anything worse? No, but I'll work on it See you tonight, Fallon Staring into the fire The law of the land gathered around her I'm ready to begin now Just tell us about the briny stone, Bideo Well, sir Now, briny, there's no need to rush the good woman It was stolen to cover up a black deed And the black deed was the killing Of the cousin of Huey Devine I feel like I always suspected, Cormac Killespie With the stone gone, accidents were sure to follow And the death of the cousin could seem an accident But any of the rest... Hey, what's that? That's the warning from Pierce Warning, Joe Ah, you didn't let the lad sing He was to let us know if someone was heading here And who would be heading near Huey but Cormac Killespie K-K-Killespie? All right, boys, let's get him I was right! I was right! Killespie! Yes, the plan was working out a schedule Killespie stood in the moonlight just long enough To be recognized and dotted off into the darkness of the woods We all followed All except Brian You see, our plan was to have Brianie Slip back into the cottage and wait there Wait until we heard another warning from Pierce Huey! Did I scare you, Pierce? It's a sweet voice you have by That rock! Huey, no! A sweet voice to charm an ear I'll give a warning Please, Huey! Please! Let me go! You'll sing no more in the wood of Kaleed! You leave me no choice, Biddy You know, don't you? It wasn't Killespie You killed him, Huey You killed your cousin I brought a length of rope for you, Biddy I'll do it swift I promise, but... Brianie! Oh, Brianie, they played a terrible trick on me Did you need your cousin's money that badly? Oh, for dressing up Brianie and traveling Oh, should the scenery the man could be holding If you only have the money Drop it, Huey Drop the poker I see you're the friend of me, days, Brianie Stay away, please, Brianie, please That's better Joe and Spectre You can come in now Good work, Macnoughton You're right, Mrs. O'Devlin It's a night to discuss for a hundred years But you'll not find the Brianie stone I've not give you that pleasure We'll find it Dylan, you and Frank Take him out of the car Oh, Brianie Brianie, I'm terrible alone I'm terrible alone Now, where could you have hidden that stone? If a man is wise He hides a loaf of bread in a bakery And a monk in a monastery It's a cinch, Fallon All you have to do is search every stone quarry in Ireland But if you're... My queen, the boy, Pierce Where is he? Why hasn't he returned? I told him to come back just as soon as he... You're the boy You must have found him in the wood Oh, I'll be out quickly now Follow me There's a saying or there should be that Nothing in the world is softer than an Irishman's heart Or harder than his head When we found Pierce, he was sitting up Rubbing his head and wondering what it was all about Believe it Not a mark Your head, boy How's your head? No better No worse than most, Mrs. O'Devlin Did I... Did I do as you wanted, Joe? Oh, you were great, Pierce Well, it's late, Joe, my queen And my mother will want me Good night, you all Good night, Lad Good night Joe Joe, has anything happened to you? It's con No, I'm fine Oh, but Biddy said that... It was the boy, Pierce O'Neill did the singing con Oh, then the last condition, Biddy It's untrue The prediction is true to the last word The song will be sung in the wood of Cali It will be interrupted by violence And the song will never be finished by man He's still singing, your ears won't... So, not by man But finished in the hills by the boy O'Neill We took Biddy back to her cottage Then started a walk back through the woods to the village Hey, it's a matter of rainy We're walking too fast for you Joe, you and Conn go ahead Me and the inspector I will sit down on the wall here and find our breath The exertions of the evening, you know Ah, we'll walk slowly, Father No, I don't mind it, Miss Naomi A little wind in myself Conn, are you sure your father's all right after all this? Oh, there are times, Joe, when I wonder How you ever got to be a detective investigator What? But there's an old man back there who only thought We'd rather walk alone Why, that sly old... Father, Father, what's happening? I know you've got worms in the... Hey, how come you're sitting on the ground? I'm sitting on the ground because I was sitting on the wall When it tumbled me off Joe, look, the same stone and the same wall The same one I slipped on yesterday Yeah, you're right That's strange A loose stone in a wall that stood firm for 700 years Holy smoke, it's the stone! The stone found the Blarney stone Miss what? Well, look at it I can't, Brian, he's sitting on it Oh, you'd better get up, Father Well, if that's the Blarney stone, then I've just touched it Fallon, Fallon, will you look? You've got the description, haven't you? Joe, Joe, that's it, that's it Now, what do you know about that? Oh, Father, you're a hero Oh, about the reward, Joe Sitting on the stone that way Now, wouldn't you nearly have to tell them that I found it? Who else? Well, congratulations, McNaughton And about your old job as Sergeant You are reinstated as a... No, no, no, no, I think not, Inspector You see, the reward I spoke of It wouldn't have worked for Sergeant To be a worthy millionaire Well, seek it over, McNaughton I've got to find a wagon and a block and tackle You know, I can't see you and Joe now I don't mind the predictions so much after all But I don't need a prediction to marry For I've kissed him father And Joe's the one I didn't even know it was an audition Well, now, just remember that you're going to marry an heiress I've read about it in books, but it's grand to see When you're strolling down the pouring That means the lame A friendly brook will sing you this sweet refrain Cade me la falcha and slancha to you And the top of the mornin' to That means the spring is that effect The birds are glad to see you Here's what they sing Cade me la falcha and slancha to you And the top of the mornin' to Oh, it's great how they greet you in Ireland Learn the words so you won't have to guess It's a toast to your health for one thing And the hundred thousand welcomes no less That means okay And if you meet a Colleen Here's what you say Cade me la falcha and slancha to you And the top of the mornin' to In a minute our stars will return Safe Lux Flakes Lux gives your stockings gentle care Gives your stockings double wear Safe Lux Flakes Nylons wash the Lux Flakes way Last twice as long The experts say Everywhere a lady goes it's hard on stockings Hard on hoes Starting, stopping, driving, shopping Stretch, strain, stretch, strain Everywhere a lady goes it's hard on stockings Hard on hoes Stretch, strain, stretch, strain Scientific strain tests show That stockings washed of gentle Lux Flakes way Last twice as long And over 90% of the makers of Nylons Recommend Lux Care So start the Lux Flakes habit this very night Remember Lux Flakes gives you double the stocking wear It's like getting an extra pair of stockings With every pair you buy Extra pair Lux Care Double wear Lux Care Nylons wash the Lux Flakes way Last twice as long The experts say Safe Lux Flakes Now here's Mr. Keely with our stars Sure, and here they are for their curtain call Dennis Day, Anne Blythe and Barry Fitzgerald Barry, we haven't seen you here in a long time Where have you been? 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Sure, look at me, I got two shows And I understand you'll have a very special guest On your television show next Friday night, Dennis Yeah, poor fellow, he's only got one show He has to take in laundry to make ends meet Ah, the poor fellow Unless you're generous, Heart Dennis, who is he now? A song-plugger named Jack Benny That's a terrible calamity Now, what song for next week here, Barry? 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