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I'm a dream, we was all together again, living in Italy, and the best part of all, Italy was a living in America. Did you know my dream, mommy? You was asking me how I'm a feel, I shouldn't have buttoned up, and I go to put on a good new sweater and keep it warm, and I say, no, no, I'm plenty hot. Then I walk up in the morning, a blanket was on the floor, and you was right, I'm almost a frozen to death. But then, mom and me, you was always right. I remember when I was a little bambino, maybe six years old, and I got so mad with you, I decided to run away from our homericaster to marry. He was packing me up a nice lunch basket, give me some extra clothes to put some money in my pocket to kiss me, and he was acting so nice and saying goodbye, I decided to stay home. I remember when I was about 12 years old, and I was told, I'm going to marry Maria, the girl from the next apartment, you didn't say no, you didn't say no, you didn't say no, you didn't say no. You just said, good luck to my son. Then I got the mom's, Maria's got the middle, the middle, there wasn't no wedding that week. Oh, there's so many nice things to remember, mom and me. Especially the little song, you was always used to sing it to me. That song was for everything. When I was a sad one, I was a happy, sleepy, grouchy, everything. La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la. I'm just singing a song to myself from my mom and me, and it's making me feel so sad that if I was living in the Arctic Ocean, I would have started to swim home. Well, it's a time now for me to go to my night school, but I don't know how I'm going to stop thinking about Castile Maria. Quiet last, please. Half all the roll. Mr. Baskill, Mr. Howard, Mr. Olsen, Mr. Schultz. Mr. Schultz, don't be silly. You're old for military service. Louder, Miss Boyle. I want my draught board to hear that. I smile, Miss Boyle. I was only joking. Every time Uncle Sam wants Schultz, he can be stuck with it. All right, Mr. Schultz. Now let's get on with our lessons. Today we are studying the economic geography of America. Who will tell us some of the main agricultural areas? Mr. Howard? Exactly. Let us. The major's cucumber and scallion. Mr. Howard, I'm not asking you to guess. You couldn't. We're way behind our schedule. Mr. Olsen, you better tell them. Agricultureally, the United States has a cotton belt, a corn belt, and a wheat belt. Himmel with all those belts, we should change the name of the country to Hickarch. Mr. Schultz, that will be enough out of you. Mr. Baskill named one state in the cotton belt. Castellamare. What? Baskill, you must be daydreaming. Daydreaming in night school? Luigi must be on Chinese standard high. And now, Mr. Baskill, Castellamare is a little town. He's got a few farms, some chickens, some goats, and lots of wonderful people. Mr. Baskill, are you trying to be funny? Funny? Miss Foulding. Castellamare is where Luigi was born. That's right. I've dreamed all about my town last night of Mr. Baskill and about my mom. You should see how beautiful she is. Well, I'm sure she did, Miss Baskill, but now let's get off. Miss Foulding, you want to see some pictures of us? Miss Baskill, will you please try to concentrate on your work? We have a certain amount of material to cover, and if we are constantly annoyed by personal interruptions, we won't accomplish anything. You understand? There's nobody to no more. After all, you're old enough to realize that there's a place for general conversation and a place for learning. Miss Foulding, I'm sorry. All right. Show me your mother's pictures. Oh, that Luigi. In his own quiet way, he catches a honey with honey. Here. Here, Miss Foulding. I'm going to show you. See? Look here. Isn't she beautiful? Mr. Baskill, isn't she beautiful? I'm asking you first. May I see Miss Foulding? Thank you. My, that's a fine-looking woman. You got her eyes and her nose, Luigi. That's right. I was used to have her accent too, but since I've come to America, I'm lost today. I haven't seen you like this in a long time. Can it be that you are homesick? Maybe. Just a little bit also. Well, that's only natural when friends go, but a mama is always a mama. You know something? No matter how far you go away from her, no matter what you do, if you're right or if you're wrong, your mama still loves you just the same. Oh, if I was more than downy now, would I let out a mother-ma-tree? I'll smile a bit. Someday you'll make a lot of money and you'll take a trip back home to see your mama. Come and remember the wonderful song which is always a thing for me. La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la. La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la. When I was a little baby, my mama used to sing a song to me called Ace a Bibbler. That's all wrong. According to modern psychology, the infant should be taught at sleep if the human is at it. And he should not have to be booed to slumber by the cloning of a loony tune. Olsen, your mama probably put you to sleep with a big barbat. Jokes, I don't think that's so funny. All right, all right, quiet. What's your name? Yes, Miss Farley. What was the name of that town you were born in? Castellamare. Castellamare. You know, I read that name somewhere in today's paper. Let me see if I can find it. Ah, here in the music section. I'll read it to you. Music notes. Jacob Gimple, noted concert pianist, has just returned from a highly successful series of appearances abroad. In Italy, he played before cheering audiences at Rome, Naples, Venice, and Castellamare. Castellamare. And here's the advertisement. Jacob Gimple, 8.30 tomorrow night at the Chicago Opera House. Castellamare. Mamma mia. I'm going to talk to him. Does anybody know where this Mr. Gimple lives? I don't know. I don't know. You need to watch if anybody know the region. After all, does Gimple tell Macy's? That was a terrible joke. Come on. I'm going to find the town. And if he's applied there, my mama's went to see him. And if she didn't want to see him, then she's a government something to give to me. Would you be surprised if this Gimple brought you Uncle Pietro's goat? Well, I'm going to know what she's a given, but I'm sure it's a something. You must expect miracles, Luigi. You're right. But there would be quite a coincidence, isn't it? No, but she's a government something to give me an opportunity. Ms. Bolling, you mind if I'm a quick to submit the paper? No, of course not. Oh, thank you. Now please, excuse me, Ms. Bolling. How am I going to run if we're going to find this in Mr. Gimple? Goodbye. Oh, Luigi, I think he's in for a big disappointment. Who are Gimples? By the time Luigi gets through with him, he's going to wish he never left Italy. Hello? Hello, operator. I want information. This is information. What did you want, sir? Information. Where am I going to find Mr. Gimple? First name, please. Luigi. Who? No, Luigi Buster. Did you wish the telephone number of Luigi Buster? What, the phone? Then I'm going to be talking to myself. And please, operator, I want to talk to Mr. Gimple. Please. Luigi. Mamma mia, we're starting America down all over again. Sir, what is Mr. Gimple's first name? Oh, excuse me. Wait, let me see the paper. First name is Jetton. Jetton, sir. Chicago's a red street. Hold it for a moment. Maybe he's not going to find the telephone. I look for my son's information. Maybe he's just come to visit in Chicago. Is this possible? I'm sorry, sir. Mamma mia. Well, I never mind. Thank you. I'm going to find out something else. I'm going to find him, Mamma mia. If only I would have some big brain to help him. Luigi, my friend. Hello, Luigi. Hello, hello. Hello, hello. Hello, Pascalea. How am I going to get the most wonderful news? Good. A bigger piano player has come back from Italy. He's a player in the Castile Mani. And I know he's brought to me something from my mom. Why? I told you? No, no, but I know. I can feel it inside. You ever have the feeling in your mind that you know you're this old? Sure, sure. That's what they call a mental celebrity. Yeah, tonight. Pascalea, here. Come and look at this paper. I'm going to get it from this corner. Go ahead and see. Go ahead, please. All right, all right. I believe you. He's here. So what? Yeah, but, Donny, you see, Pascalea, if my mama knew he was coming to Chicago next day, she would have given me something to give it to me. What makes you so sure? Pascalea, last night, I'm a dream of a home in a mama. And today, I'm going to feel all empathy in his side. You're pulling the pumpkin ahead. You know, Luigi, when you're hard, it's a really crying out of awe. It's a trip back home. Yes. You're right. To go back to home and to hear to my mama singing. La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la. Oh, stop. Stop. You're breaking into my heart and it's a bit too crazy. Luigi, I tell you what. I'm going to finance you on a boat trip at the end. You're going to find it. Oh, Pascalea, it's something from the heaven. You're going to give me the money. That's all right. Oh, Pascalea. How harm it can ever take you. It's easy. I do you a favor. Now I want you to do me a favor. Oh, sure, Pascalea. What the hell do you want me to do for you? Oh, it's nothing much, Luigi. When you sail back to Castellamaria, the Queen of Mary, I want you to give me some little present to your mama for the meat of her. I'm happy to. What a present you want me to bring you. A daughter-in-law. You mean the Russia? I don't mean the Queen of Mary. They both wear the same thing. Now I'm a bit so smart. And I look for Luigi. I'm offering you a square deal. But, well, Russia is the roundest square deal I've ever saw. All right, Mr. Wise-Ake, the way you make the money in America, you're going to see your mama only if they build a subway there for it. The way the fares are going up, you won't even be able to afford that. Yes, but, Mr. Stubborn, I'm going to find this Gimple and talk to him. Oh, stop acting like such a dope for Luigi. You ask a Gimple if he's to bring a presence from your mama and Italy. You know what he's going to say? What? He's going to say, what do you think I am, a carrier pigeon? No, Mr. Stubborn, you make a fun of me, but I'm still going to find this Mr. Gimple. All right, Mr. Stubborn, how to go find the Gimple and sell them and then let his musicians in the Union take the steps against you. Against me? That's all right, Luigi, for itself that a musician is the worst of punishment there is. They send you away for life to join the CPA. CPA? Mr. Stubborn, that's to certify the public and accountants. That's all you take. 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Well, I'm just spending two more hours trying to find out where this wrinkle gimple is living. I'm going to call up every hotel in Chicago, but no gimple. When I'm told it to Schultz, he says a gimple must be slipping in his piano. And then my friends say, oh, look, I mean like I'm a crazy mamma, but sometimes the heart is smarter than a head. It's more than three years since I've said goodbye to you and I'm getting something from you now, from somebody who's spoke to you in the last few days. That's almost like a touch in you, mamma. Oh, wait a minute, somebody's coming. Well, Luigi, my fellow boobies, how did you make out? Did you find gimple yet? No, Schultz. I'ma tell you on the telephone, I'ma try every hotel. Right, there's only one possibility left. Oh, no, that's crazy. He would have no room for his piano there. Where is Schultz? The steam room at the YMCA. Excuse me, Luigi. We've got to find this gimple even if he's living inside a jukebox. Luigi, wait. Into my head, an idea just poofed. What? Where's Schultz? The noob gave us that gimple's giving a concert tonight at the Chicago Opera House. I'm sure Schultz haven't heard about this before, but he's gonna be too busy there. So what? In America, if you want to get something done, you got to grab the bull by the horn. Hello, folks. We talk of the bull and the bull thrower shows up. Now, again, it's so smart, Mr. Delicate has to demand. What are you doing, Luigi? You're getting a bad advice from a good troublemaker? No, Pascal, he's a good advisor. I sure see you right there. I'm not gonna go to the concert tonight and talk to Mr. Gimple at bed. What? Luigi, for you, that would be the greatest to cut that to free. Why? How's it gonna look? The gimple's sitting there playing with some beautiful sympathy. The audience is getting nice and drowsy. Suddenly, Luigi jumps up when he yells out, stop for the music. How's that my mama? No, Pascal, that's not the truth. Before you told me if I'm an South of the piano player, all of Petrilli's Armory is gonna make me join his seasons of musicians and union. Oh, oh. I do need to either get you for shimmers. Sure, do like I say, Luigi. Go down town by yourself. I did it. Wait, wait, wait. All right. All right, Luigi, I confess. I did try to give you for shimmers. Because I was afraid, if you go home, you're gonna forget the roses. Look, I'm willing to make up. And if there's any tickets to be bought, to be bored, my squallage is going to do the buying. Can you first tell me? That's got to be attached some place. Well, a ticket is a ticket. Just make sure it's for the concert and not for parking overtime. Don't worry. If I give her my word, I'll give it. But the trouble is nobody dates her. No, no, place it, place it, man. Then don't fight it, don't fight it. I'm a feeling so excited enough. What do you think of my mama's ascent to me, huh? Maybe one of her shelves, huh? Or maybe her latest picture. You really miss her, Louis? Oh, yes, sure. Look, Louis, you promised me one thing. What? Don't be too disappointed if it's a dimple and maybe didn't see you at my mama's, Castellamare. She didn't say any way to take it. Castellamare, that's impossible. All right, I said maybe. There's no maybe to Castellamare, Anna. Don't say that. All right, all right, stop yelling at me. I'm not your father-in-law yet, you know. Oh, well, we've got to go up to hire you at the bus stop. That's not a so far back. Stop complaining. Not a so far back. I'll spoil it from here. The piano looks like a harmonica. All right, all right, here's to the seats. Oh, what a big surprise. Look, who's it coming, Louis? Oh, mama, mama, it's Rosa. Rosa, over here. Rosa. Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh. This is my little Mario Lanza. Rosa, say hello to Luigi. Hello, Rosa. Hmm, I'm a truck that was attached. No, no, Luigi. Rosa, come here. You have to have it. And that's the seat for Luigi. Oh, don't you remember popping the bottle for me? Oh, shut up, you bitch. Come on, come on, sit down, everybody. Well, take a short breath. It's going to feel looser. All right, Mr. Gimple is here. He's coming on the stage. You stuck. I'm stuck, too. Mr. Gimple, please, let us sit. He's going to start the concert now. All right, all right. Well, he's a go-home. Hey, hey, you think you're going? Please, Mr. Stage, it's not a man. We want to see Mr. Gimple. You know you? No, but when he's a see me, he's going to be very happy. I'm sorry, I can't let you in. It's all right, too, Mr. Gimple. Thank you. No, please, please, you've got to let them in. You've got to. Oh, Luigi, stop. People think you've got to throw me in a poisoner from the concert. What's the matter here? Please, Mr. Gimple has got to see me. Maybe you've got to help him. Well, I'm his manager, but you can't see him now. Why not? He's dressing. That's all right. Tell him I'm going to have to go and look. Tell him I'm going to have to go. No, please. No, please. Luigi, please. He's a see my mom and a castella man. What? Oh, come on, Luigi. It's a no use. A salamare. Oh, yes, Mr. Gimple played there. Oh, see you. See you remember. Well, please, Mr. Manager, I'm going to see Mr. Gimple. Because I know he's got the somethinger from my mama that she's the one to give it to me. She did? Well, do you know what it was? A book or a gift? No. I mean, no, no. Well, you know. I'm sorry, my friend. Look, I've been with Mr. Gimple every minute since he stepped off that plane. Unpacked, unpacked his luggage, had his clothes pressed. Certainly, I would have seen him carry something for you, even if it was only a note. He had nothing. Nothing? Nothing. Luigi, it's a no use to repeat the five times of nothing because I don't make a something. Well, I've got to go in. Mr. Gimple must be waiting for me. Thank you. Goodbye. Goodbye, Mr.... Baskov, Luigi Baskov. What's the matter? Did I hear your name, Luigi Baskov? Mr. Gimple. Yeah, yeah. That's me, Luigi Baskov. Come inside, my friend. I was going to look you up after the concert. Oh, you're going to have to. I'm here. Oh, wait. We heard that your concert, Mr. Gimple, was a beautiful concert. Yes, yes. Especially that Moonlight of Sinatra. You know something? I could even enjoy that in the daytime. Mr. Baskov, I saw your mother in Castellamare. You did it. You saw my mama. Oh, how wonderful. How wonderful. That's the way, Mr. Gimple, is allowable to kiss you. That's exactly how she felt when she talked about you, Luigi. Oh, she's... Do you feel all right? Everything is good? All right. All right. Mr. Gimple, let's have a... She's... She's giving you something for me? Why, yes. Of course she did. She's giving me something to remember. What is it, Mr. Gimple? Where? Where? What is it? Come here, Mr. Baskov. Over to the piano. Don't tell me she said a piano. That's a marshal of plans to get no bigger all the time. The piano? Yes. Here's what she asked me to bring you. Come on, let me... I'll give you a quick... La-la-la-la... La-la-la... La-la-la... La-la-la... La-la-la... La-la-la-la... I... I must talk to you. You hear it? Yes, that's your song. Yes, that's it. Oh, thank you, Mr. Gimple. You brought to me the must of wonderful present in all the world. I was very happy to do it. Goodbye, Mr. Baskov. Goodbye. Goodbye. Goodbye. You're welcome. Goodbye. Goodbye. Goodbye. Goodbye. Goodbye. Goodbye. Goodbye. Goodbye, Mr. Baskov... Excuse me, Baskov... I'm... I'm a... Can I hardly talk? Luigi, stop. I'm not going to talk for myself. Yeah. So, I'm thinking I had to... ...b-b-song. Um, Baskov, you can... What a song. Who is the cryin' about a song? Then why you cryin'? I'm cryin' about a roses. She still up there, stuck in a seam. To tell you, was it give me one of the biggest the pleasure since I'm coming to America and I'm not on summer no more in a fact after Mr. Gimbal the concert I'm afraid this is so good I'm even a health perspective oh yes we was a fine to get a rosa out of the seat by way I mean me but squally and a hook and a lot of company 93 friends we're making the victory experiment chewing gum hope you enjoyed tonight's episode of life with Luigi and they want to remind you that you'll find Wrigley's fear mid-gum a friendly helpful companion to take with you wherever you go at work in your car out shopping no matter where you happen to be you can slip a stick of refreshing Wrigley's fear mid-gum in your mouth and enjoy some mighty good chewing Wrigley's fear mint flesh and your taste sweetens your breath and the chewing action helps keep your teeth clean and bright so chew a stick of Wrigley's fear mid-gum from time to time every day enjoy that delicious Wrigley's fear mint flavor and enjoy the good smooth to get a few packages of Wrigley's fear mint chewing gum and carry a package or two with you wherever you go the makers of Wrigley's fear mint chewing gum invite you to listen next week at this time when Luigi basketball writes another letter to his mama basketball in Italy life with Luigi as a sigh Howard production Pat Burton is associate producer the script is written by Mack Benhoff and Lou German and directed by Mr. Benhoff J. Carol Nash is starred as Luigi basketball with Alan Reed as the squally house Tom Reed is short Jody Gilbert is Rosa Mary ship and this folding Joe Forte as Horowitz and Ken Keaton as Olson and our special thanks to Mr. Jacob Gimple for pausing on his concert tour to spend the evening with us. Luigi's song was composed by Fred Steiner music is on the direction of Lud Bluston this is Charles Ryan with the CDF radio network