 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 ma, he's making eyes at me. Tomorrow would be an excellent time to let Jell-O take care of the dessert at dinner. For one of the great things about Jell-O, it's so quick and easy to get ready, takes a little of your time. And it's pretty swell to know that any Jell-O dessert you make will meet with your family's enthusiastic approval. Jell-O, you know, is extra good because it has an exciting, extra-rich flavor. And this extra-rich flavor, this smooth, tangy goodness, is really something swell, as grand and refreshing as the real juicy ripe fruit itself. Yes, a clear shining mold of tempting Jell-O, easily and quickly prepared, would make a mighty welcome addition to your evening menu tomorrow. So order some the first thing in the morning, and while you're about it, try those new Jell-O puddings too. Already they're the big dessert sensations of the nation, rich, creamy, satin smooth puddings, yours to enjoy in the three popular flavors, chocolate, vanilla and butterscotch. Ask your grocery tomorrow for Jell-O and those new delicious desserts all America's talking about, Jell-O puddings. Jack Benny talking, and Don, that was about the silliest thing I've ever heard. I wish that during this new year, your introductions would make a little more sense. Well, I'm sorry, Jack, I was merely trying to tie you in with leap year, that's all. Well, there must be other ways. I haven't leaped in years. What am I supposed to be, a gazelle or something? Well, you'll have to admit, Jack, that you're not the most agile person in the world. What if I'm not? You should be the last one to mention it. Any man who has to detour when he comes to an anthill. Well, I'd be quiet if I were you. Hello, Jack. Hello, Mary. Let me clear this up, Jack. All I meant by my introduction was that you're not the dashing athletic type like Errol Flynn or Mickey Rooney. Mickey Rooney? For heaven's sake, Don, Mickey Rooney is at least eight years younger than I am. Fine comparison. Well, Jack Benny, you mean to say Mickey Rooney is only eight years younger than you are? I said he was at least eight. He might be nine or ten years younger. Or eleven or twelve. You ain't gonna get any places. Sorry to multiply. I'm 185 years old. I'm deaf as a post. I got hardening of the arteries, and I walk with a cane. Have I overlooked anything? I can't understand. You put your teeth in. Oh, I haven't got any teeth. It's a fine program. Hiya, Jackson. You're so burned up about it. Well, who wouldn't be? I come in here full of pappin' between Don and Mary. I'm ready for the ash cans. Oh, what do you care, Jack? Your girlfriend, Gladys, thinks you're wonderful. You're darn right, she does. Of course she's not exactly a noob, girl. Now, listen, Phil, there's nothing wrong with Gladys that a pair of art supporters won't fail. I'm getting her some for her birthday. Next April. Meanwhile, plop, plop, plop. Mary, why is it every time I get a girl you have to run her down? I'll admit that Gladys has no heady Lamar when it comes to looks, but she's got a lot of personality. She makes more tips than any other girl in Ginsburg's seafood grotto. Why not? She dives for him in the fish tank. She does not. And if you're so smart, Miss Livingston, let me tell you something about Gladys that you don't know. If the boats keep coming in like they have been, she's going to be Miss Vine Street this year. What do you think Gladys has got a chance of being elected, Jack? Certainly, and that reminds me, fellas, here, fill out these stubs, all of you. And you know what name to put down, Gladys. Not me. I'm voting for Mamie, the new waitress at Ginsburg. Bill Harris, you'll vote for the one I'll tell you soon. I'm voting for Mamie. This is a free country. Well, you're going to see a lot of it if you don't vote for Gladys. Give me your pen, Jack. I'll vote for your girlfriend. Thanks, Mary. Me too. Gladys, huh? What's your last name, Jack? Zabisco. Z-Y-B-Y-S-K-O. Gladys Zabisco. Hey, how do you make a Z? How do you make a... Here, give me that pencil. Look, Bill, it's like an S, backward, with no curves. Like that. See? Oh, yeah. That's easy. Sure. Hey, Frankie, watch me make a Z. Here, Phil, we haven't got time. And now, ladies and gentlemen... Oh, by the way, Phil, if you're running to Mamie, don't tell her I'm slugging for Gladys. I'm going to half-promise her. Okay, Jack, I won't mention it. Thanks. And now, ladies and gentlemen, understand, Phil, I haven't got anything against Mamie, but I've been seeing a lot of Gladys and she's a hot-headed jealous type. She's got a temper like a wild guy. Yeah. Say, Jack, remember the nice you punch your meal ticket in your nose? That's a lie, Mary, because Gladys never punches my meal ticket. He just makes the lead. Ladies and gentlemen, as I started to announce, Dennis Day, our young tenor, is going to sing an old favorite which is still very popular called Down by the River. Dennis, hey, where's Dennis? Here I am, Mr. Benny, under the piano. Under the piano? What are you doing there? I'm counting the gum. It's a nice way to pass the time, but you've got to sing now. Go ahead, sir. Okay. Now, give me those stuff, fellas. I'll nail them in. We're the other, but Goldie won it last year. And besides, he hasn't got anywhere near the figure that Gladys has. Well, everybody says Gladys looks like a horse. Of course, he's got a very long face. Oh, she's cutting her half for air zone help, Annie. Well, that's because you're not in the content. Now, here, Dennis, take this stuff and put down Gladys Sabisco, a Z-Y-B-Y-S-K-O. Okay. Ladies and gentlemen, while Dennis is writing down Sabisco, Z-Y-B-Y-S-K-O, why don't you write down Jello, okay? It is economical, easy to make, and comes in S-I-X, delicious flavor. Where? So always insist on genuine Jello and look for the big red letters on the B-O-X. Very good, Don. Phil Harris will now spell tag. K-A-T. Excellent. Spelling B to our feature attraction. Tonight, the Benny Glee and Dramatic Club will present their version of David O. Selznick's great production. That emotional drama and tender love story filled with romance and music. None other than that supreme achievement and cinematic triumph in Termezo. Thank you, Dream Bowl. I will play the part of that internationally famous concert violinist whose artistry and charm win the love of his beautiful young accompanist. This role was portrayed on the screen by that distinguished actor, Mr. Leslie Howard. Now, the, uh... Are you going to play that part, Jackson? You heard me, Phil. I'm going to be Leslie Howard, a concert violinist and a great lover. Listen to them dials turn. Don't worry, I'll handle it all right. Now, Mary, you're going to be my wife. You remember the part Edna Bess had in the picture. Your wife, eh? Yes, and when this other woman comes into my life, you fight to hold me. You fight like a tigress to keep that spark of love burning between us. You're not going to sacrifice the most precious of women's possessions. Her husband. What are you laughing at? Pardon me, I thought I was garble. We should pay a little attention here. Anyway, Mary, you're my wife. And Dennis. Yes, please. You're going to be our child. You have a beautiful golden curl, soft blue eyes, and a complexion like rose tinted ivory. Gee, I like him better than I do me. I don't blame you. Now, let's see. Hey, Jackson. What am I going to be in this tender and gripping love story? You, Phil, you're going to be the manager of Leslie Benny, this great concert violinist. Are my eyes going to be blue, too? No, Phil, just under your eyes, as usual. Now, let's see. Oh, yes, the very important role of the young accompanist, so beautifully portrayed on the screen by that sweetest star, Miss Ingrid Bergen, will be enacted this evening by a discovery of our own. That very talented young actress, Miss Olivia Devon. Oh, Miss Devon. Here I am, Mr. Benny. Now, as you know, you're going to be my accompanist. And during our play, you fall madly in love with me. That won't be hard to do, kid. Well, thank you. Now, I understand you've had screen experience yourself. What was your last assignment? I was a caboose in Union Pacific. I remember you with that red and green light in your hair. Yeah. Now, here's your part. Go over in the corner and brush up on it. Thank you. And when do I get paid? I'll meet you downstairs right after the broadcast. I've got a date. So have I. I just want to pay you off. That's all. I didn't say. Now, our play Intermezzo will go on immediately after a number by the orchestra. Go ahead, Phil. Play something. Hold it a minute. Answer the phone, Mary. OK. Hello? He's here. It's for you, Jack, at Ginsburg's restaurant. That must be Gladys. Hello? Hello, Gladys. How are you? Oh, they do? Well, why don't you soak them when you get home? Dogs are barking, eh? Mary, she's on her feet all day. What did you call me for, Gladys? Oh. Well, don't worry. I've got five more votes for you today. Yeah, it's only five. After all, Gladys, you've got competition. It's no sin. But now, wait a minute, Gladys. If you don't like the way I'm running your campaign, get Jim Farley. Because I didn't mean to boil you off. But gosh, I... But Gladys, darling. But Gladys, baby. Gladys, honey. Try the disco. Quiet. Please stop sniffling. You'll win the contest. You'll get that trip to Boulder Dam later. Goodbye. Oh, by the way, Gladys, will you put away a piece of banana cream pie for me? Last Sunday, you were all out. Thanks. And this, he goes to Leslie Howard. Okay, dear. Goodbye. What a sweet kid, but he's so sensitive. Play, Phil. Gee, I made her cry. We inquire. Intermezzo? Well done. Intermezzo is an Italian word. It's, uh, from the Italian. It's a musical term, and it's, uh... it's from the Italian. Intermezzo da means, well, the word inter means between. For instance, interurban means between towns. So, intermezzo means between mezzo. You see? Well, yes, Jack, but what's a mezzo? Well, mezzo is a proper noun, a part of the fine. It's a name more than anything else. Like mezzo-golden there. Yeah. That's it, Mary. Something like that. Now, wait a minute. An intermezzo is a musical term meaning an interlude or a chorus. Joining two parts of a major composition. Well, come to think of it, Phil, that's it exactly. Where'd you get that definition? I found it in the Chinese cookie. Well, I'm glad we've got it settled anyway. You most may proceed, Don. Well, uh, thank you. The scene of our play, ladies and gentlemen, is the New York apartment of Mr. Leslie Benny, the internationally famous violinist, where he lives with his wife, Edna, and their little son, Pizzicato. That's him, Pizzicato Benny. As the curtain rises, we find Mr. Benny practicing souvenir on his violin. Curtain, music. For my concert tour. Okay. Please don't annoy me, dear. I'm practicing for my concert tour. Oh, yes. Does he take me with you on this trip? Why can't I go along? Why? Little does she know that I'm in love with my beautiful blonde accompanist, Anita. Because, darling, it's a hard life. Trains, hotels, a constant Russian firm oil. You couldn't stand it. Oh. Little does he know that he don't know that I know about you-know. Some other time, dear. And incidentally, Edna, we should keep our son out of the room when I'm practicing. He bothers me dreadfully. Well, don't worry. He's gone to Central Park with his nurse. My goodness. He's still got that nurse. He's big enough now to hold her on his lap. That's why they went to the park. Do you change your mind about taking me with you? I'll think about it. Little does she know that my girlfriend is waiting for me in Paris. Little does he know that my boyfriend is under the sofa. Well, see you later, darling. Okay, sweet. Now, let's see. What music should I take along? I don't know whether to open with Shikowsky's and Dante Contavoli or Bugle Call Rag. Now, if I open in Paris, I'll have to play... Come in. Telegram for Leslie Benney. Right here, boy. Wait a minute. Here's a quarter for you. Oh, gee. Thanks. Little do you folks know if this quarter says what to call McGraw on. You better set me this telegram. Why it's from Anita. Anita. She's waiting for me in Paris, Kentucky. I knew I should have told her friends. I must wire immediately to meet me at the boat. Hi, Petsy. Now mind your mother and be a good little boy. Are you going to Paris, Daddy? Yes, Petsy. You'll be a good little boy, too. Petsy. Well, goodbye, Edna. Goodbye, Leslie. I'll miss you terribly. Little does she know that Anita is waiting for me on the boat. I'll miss you, too. Little does she know that I put a dictaphone in his saddle. Well, goodbye, sweetheart. Goodbye. Oh, Leslie. Yes, Mr. Harris. We better get aboard. There is much time. I'm coming. Did you prepare my itinerary? Yes. Your route is as follows. The Opera House in Paris. The La Scala in Rome. The Grand Palis in Budapest. Albert Hall in London. Carnegie Hall in New York. And the Wilshire Bowl. Wilshire Bowl? What's that? That's the cultural center of Southern California. No cover charge. Oh. Come, Mr. Harris. We must hurry. Goodbye, Edna. Goodbye, Petsy Cotto. Goodbye. We find him at the Opera House in Paris. Miss. Getting ready. We find him at the Opera House in Paris. Miss. Getting ready for his final appearance of the season. Anita. Anita. Just think this is my last concert. And these have been the happiest months of my life. Happy kids. You, Anita. Only you who has made all this possible. I love you, Anita. More than ever. You? Tell me that you love me too. For another, who is it? Mr. Can't believe it. I can't believe it. It's true? I should have known that you turned out to be the rat you are. Goodbye. Farewell, Anita. So long, kid. I don't care what treat me like this. In five minutes I am due to appear before my public. But I shall never play my violin again. Never. Never. Leslie. Leslie, darling. Edna. My wife. What are you doing here? I thought you needed me, Leslie. I could sense that something was wrong. Oh, I love you, Leslie. Come back to me. My little wife. I love you too. And I shall never leave you again. Where's Petsy Cotto, our son? In the hospital. He ate too much rosin. Oh, I knew it would get him. Well, Edna, I'm so glad you came. You give me new life, new spirit. And I'm going out on that stage and play my violin as I've never played before. I know you well. Good luck, kid. Thank you, kid. So Leslie Benny walked out on the stage of the vast Carnegie Hall. Oh, I fell over the audience. The lights dimmed. Leslie raised his violin to his chin, and the orchestra played the introduction to the meditation from Ta'is by Massonet. Your family will surely enjoy, and something you'll enjoy. First, dissolve one package of orange jello in one pot, and fold in two-thirds of a cup each of diced oranges, diced apples, and finely cut dates. Then mold, and there you have it, an enticing combination of brilliant orange jello and delicious fresh fruit. So tomorrow night at dinner, delight the whole family with its tempting jello creation, with its gay colors and rich tangy fruit flavor. And we will be with you again next Sunday night at the same time. Meanwhile, on behalf of my cast, my authors and myself, I want to thank the radio editors of the United States of Canada for the honors accorded us in the recent New York World Telegram poll. Can you imagine, folks, Don Wilson was voted the best announcer, and I had to play my violin all through his commercial. Oh well, good night, folks. Thank you, no broadcasting company.