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The Stutz Bearcat was the Casper Jarvis and the so-called flaming youth of that era called bebop jazz. But they were cute just the same. Don't be hard-hearted. Today they're mother and dad. The almost richest man in America was named Samuel Fulton and he was a bachelor. Too bad he was in his 60s and smoked villainous nickel cigars. It is 1927. Sam Fulton sits in his bed while his attorney Mr. Norton reads Sam Fulton's will out loud. I do make publish and declare this my last will and testament in the manner of following. It'll be nice if you fellow spoke English. Go on. First I give a bequeath to Mr. and Mrs. Charles Blaisdell. And he'll spell it with a double L. Who reside in Hilverton, Vermont my entire estate which consists of... You'll never mind that. It'll take all day. I'm too sick to listen to how well off I am. Sam you're not sick. Oh I'm not. You'd only get out of bed and stop growling. Now look, why don't you enter into an agreement with Dr. Wallace whereby he'll not practice law if you don't practice medicine? When I say you're not really sick I'm quoting Dr. Wallace and you know it. I never felt worse. Now is that will ready for my signature or I can still guide a fountain pen? Sign right here Sam. Now, this gives Mr. and Mrs. Blaisdell everything, right? Tell me, are these Blaisdell's relatives of yours? Now you know perfectly well I don't have a relative in the world. Then why do you want to name the Blaisdells your heirs? Sheer gratitude. It was Mrs. Blaisdell's mother that was responsible from a fortune. I was in love with her when I was a young man. She was a vision of loveliness, an absolute vision of loveliness. Well why didn't you marry her? She turned me down. Turned me down for a bookkeeper making 30 bucks a week. But if Milson had said yes to me instead of no, I'd have remained in Hilbeton round the rest of my life. Parting along on 30 or 40 dollars a week. But she said no. So I went to Alaska for gold and Texas for oil and... Here I am, one of Uncle Sam's main sources of income. Well, didn't you ever see her again? Never. She died a few years ago, shortly after her husband passed away. But she left a daughter, Harriet, married to a drugist named Blaisdell, Charles Blaisdell. Two elves, got it? Well, don't you think you ought to investigate the Blaisdell family first? Are you suggesting that I, a sick man, go to Hilbeton and study the Blaisdells? I'm a sick man, I tell you. Oh, what if the Blaisdells turned out to be drunkards of spendthrift, squandering your fortune on bootlegs? Oh, nonsense. If Milson had said yes, her family would have been my family. Millish children and grandchildren, drunkards and spendthrift, who he? Well, Sam, it's your money. Sign here. Now don't rush me. Don't rush me. I'm not signing my life away yet, mister. But a sin for a barber. I want my beard shaved off. That way they won't recognize I'm Samuel Fulton. Who won't? The Blaisdells, of course. But you just said a look. I've got a look at this family first. Well, I suppose they should turn out to be drunkards and spendthrift. I just said that. Shame on you. And get me passage to Hilbeton right away. Excuse me, mister. I've got to sweep these leaves. Hilbeton Public Library. It seems like yesterday. Yeah, they're nippy other than it was yesterday. Winter's coming. The last time I took a book out of this library was 40 years ago. Wow. Like two cents a day overdue charges, you owe them a fortune. Oh, thank you. That young woman there coming down the steps. Good morning, Fred. How are you? Just fine, Miss Blaisdell. Just fine. Oh, excuse me, sir. Excuse me. Well, take care of yourself, Fred. Take your dad. That Belladonna pastor he sold me did the work. I'll just do that. Blaisdell? Yeah. And Millie Blaisdell. Don't tell me you took her out 40 years ago. Which way is her father's drugstore? Just follow Millie. Why? Charlie Blaisdell owe you money, too? No, no, no. I owed his mother-in-law a great deal. Five foot two. I don't know. Oh, what those five feet can do? Has anybody seen my gal? Hey, are you the drugist? I want some aspirin. Hello. Harriet. I can't. Can't you see I'm on the telephone? Millie, I'm trying to talk to your mother. Dan, tend that soda fountain. How about some service here? One moment, sir, as you see. I want a box of aspirin. Millie, Dan, cut that out. I've got a hint. It's getting worse in this pharmaceutical bedlam. Yes, sir. I'll talk to you later, dear. I-I-I don't have aspirin. A 15-cent, sir. What? 15 cents? I can get this in New York for 14 cents. Well, if you want to spend $11 fair in New York to save a penny, that's all right with me, mister. All right, all right. Now, can I disturb your fountain, ma'am, for a glass of water? Yes. Dan, a glass of water for the gentleman. Dan! Yes, sir. One glass of aqua pura coming up. Is it more if I get it in Latin? I've got to go home now, Dan. Will I see you tonight? You bet, Millie. Eight o'clock. Good movie at the Strand. What is it? Bessie Love and Tom Moore in anybody here seen Kelly. Oh, that'll be the cab. See you to see. Eight o'clock. Right. I'd like to use your telephone, please. Right in the booth, sir. Thank you. A telephone book in the booth, sir. Thank you. Is this the hell-burton evening courier? I wish to advertise a room for rent. Are you ready? Oh, good evening, young lady. May I ask who you are? I'm a bit of blazed out. Who are you? I'm, uh, uh, Mr. Smith. John? Smith. No relation to the John Smith who fell in love with Pocahontas. Pocahontas who? Well, that answers my question. May I see your mother? Who is it, Roberta? There's a draft. Oh, are you Mrs. Blazedale? Yes. I've come to answer your advertisement. Oh, what? You advertised in the courier for a boarder. Oh, I'm certain you've made some mistakes. Here's the paper. There it is, in black and white. Boarder wanted. Pleasant room and excellent food for gentlemen. $8 a week. Inquire... This is our address, all right. Maybe Papa did it. He did say we could use some extra money. So if you'll kindly show me to my room. I have no intention of taking in a boarder. Then why did you advertise for one? I did not advertise. You can be held accountable in the courts of law for such blatant misrepresentation. Do you realize that? We don't even have a room. Yes, we do, mother. Where? The room right next to the attic. You know where Grandma lived after Grandpa died. It sounds enchanting. I'll take it. Really? Smith is my name, John Smith. Really, Mr. Smith? Here's a week in advance. But... What time do you serve dinner? Seven o'clock. Seven o'clock. No! Six ladies better for me, but if that's... My husband will be furious. And I've a grown son and daughter who won't like it one bit better. It's the deal, Mom. You took the money. Isn't that so, Mr. Smith? Absolutely airy. Oh, dear. I know you'll know Grandma's old room, Mr. Smith. I'm sure I will, Roberta. I'm sure I will. Oh, well, eight dollars is eight dollars. Do you like the room? Very much. Very much. And that... Would that be your grandma's picture there? Yeah. Wasn't she pretty? Beautiful. Her name was Millicent, just like Millie. I know. You know? Oh, well, of course I know. How? You just told me. Oh, that's right. All right. Dinner at seven, Mr. Smith. Be seeing you. Millicent. It seems like... yesterday. Harriet, this is ridiculous now. I won't have that man, whoever he is, up there. He's coming down here any minute. Well, my friend's thing, taking in a border. None of the better families would do a thing like that. You mean richer families, don't you, brother dear? Well, I'm going up there until that man, you'll have to leave at once. Oh, Charles, it can't be too bad. We never use that room, and we can use the money. And I like him more than any of the boys I know. All right, all right, he can stay the week. But after that, he goes. Good evening, all you good people. You did say dinner at seven. You? Why not? Mr. Smith, this is my husband. Yes, we've met and parted. Oh, my daughter, Millicent. Hello. Oh, you were in the store today. Yes, you and Dan, the soda clerk, are a charming couple. Oh, thank you, Mr. Smith. And this is my son, Howard. How are you? How are you? Do sit down, Mr. Smith. Hmm, still. Still. I'm sorry, but I must confine myself to soft foods. Uh-huh. Milk, eggs, boiled fish, mashed bananas. Yes, we have no mashed bananas. Howard. This is not a restaurant, Mr. Smith. We all eat the same thing, or we don't eat at all. Please. Taste it, Mr. Smith. Mama makes the best stew in Hilverton. She does. Hmm, perhaps she does at that. Well, that's all settled. Maybe if we have stew often enough, I can get a car, huh, Dad? Yeah, I'd like a car myself, son. But all the fellas in my frat have a car. And join another frat. Millie has all the answers. You just got a brand-new raccoon coat, didn't you? Yeah, a brand-new used one. Sometimes I wish we were so rich we didn't have to pay our bills. There's no disgrace in being poor. That's probably the only good thing that can be said about it. You ought to see Carl Panick's new run about and Apperson Jack Rabbit 8. And Apperson? Oh, by the way, Millison. I favor the Jordan or the Mercer myself. Well, Jordan and Mercer will be happy to hear that, Smith. By the way, what, Mother? Uh, Carl Panick called a while ago when you were out. From home or from his new Apperson? Don't be frivolous, Millison. I made a date with him for you for tonight. What? I made it? Mother, you knew I'd a date with Dan? I forgot. Oh, you didn't forget, Mother. You just want me to go out with Carl because he's rich. No, dear. Well, you can call Carl right back and tell him I can't see him. What will he seek of me? Well, then I'll call. Well, you can. He'd be terribly offended. Well, what about Dan? She has a date with Dan, Harriet. She can see your soda dispenser any time. The panics are the most important family in town. I don't care how important they are. I won't go. Please, Millie, for my sake, you don't want to make a fool out of your mother, do you? Well... Well, what about Dan? He hasn't got a phone, and how will we let him know that my dates are for the night? Well, just let me handle him, dear, when he comes to pick you up. I tell Carl to come to quarter to eight so you'll be gone before Dan gets here. Oh, so you didn't forget she had a date with Dan, huh? Hmm, it's all right, Mr. Smith. And wear your long dress, dear, the one that comes down to your knees. Water mess, mess, mess, yes, mess. Why, I find this to be a delicious stew. I'll get it, Roberta. Hello, Mrs. Blaisle. Carl, come in. We saw you drive up in your new car. And what a lovely new raccoon coat. Thanks. To go with that Jack Ravadite, I suppose. This is Mr. Smith, Mr. Pennick. How do you do, young man? How do you do, sir? You know Howard, of course, and Mr. Blaisle. How are you, Howie? Mr. Blaisle. Hi, Carl. Roberta, for heaven's sake. All right, all right. Well, Mr. Smith is staying with us for a while, Carl. Oh? He's an old friend of the family. Right now, he's exactly three hours old. Pardon? Here I am almost just on time. Hello, Carl. Oh, hot, tickety-dock. The perfect tribute. Well, let's go, huh? Yes. Well, good night, everyone. Good night. Have a nice time. Don't take any nut and wick, old man. Good night. Five minutes with Carl Pennick and a girl has a past. Well, I'm not certain I like that boy. I know exactly what I'm doing, Charles. I have no intention of permitting my daughter to make the same mistake my mother made. What mistake was that? If I may be so impertinent, Mrs. Blaisle? You may not, Smith. Grandma could have married Samuel Fulton, the richest man in the world. Yeah, Roberta. Instead, she married the poorest. You don't say now. Do you mean your grandmother could have married Samuel G. Fulton? Well, yes. But she didn't love him. Of course, Fulton wasn't rich when he proposed. Well, I'm glad Grandma married Grandpa. I once saw a picture of Mr. Fulton. And you ought to see the beard he's got. A picture of Grandma married him might have a beard by now. Hey, I bet that's Dan. What are you going to tell him, Mrs. Blaisle? Tell him? Leave that to me. But Millicent had a date with me, Mrs. Blaisle. She asked me to apologize for her. She had a previous date and completely forgot about it. Date with who? Kyle Pinnick. That cake eater. An easy man to forget, you see. Well, I guess I'll have to go to the movies alone. Ah, don't be discouraged, Dan. Remember, only the brave deserve the fair. They're the only ones who can live with some of them. Oh? Good night, all. I better go to my room and, uh, repent. Grandma, Millicent, that is, wherever you are, you have a lovely little family, full of little quibbles and nonsense, but lovely. Could have been all mine if you could only have loved me somewhat. Well, good night, Millicent. It's weak with you, Mr. Smith. I shall always cherish the memory among my souvenirs. I'm sure going to miss you tomorrow. Why, won't you be home tomorrow? I will, but you won't. I heard Papa tell Mother that you must leave tomorrow morning. Hot or cold, whatever that means. Oh, that means, regardless, absolutely, for sure and positively. For sure? Maybe. Well, here's your dad's store. Uh, would you care to join me at the soda fountain in a farewell black cow? No. I hate farewells. Don't you like black cows? No. You're heartless, that's what you are. Me? Yes. Goodbye, Mr. Smith. Goodbye, Roberta. Goodbye. Goodbye. Goodbye. Uh, would you care to join me while I buy a couple of nickel cigars, then? Okay. Hey, Mr. Blaisdell, how about some fountain service? Hey, what kind of a drug store is this, anyhow? Hey, you can't, I'll be quiet. The doctor's on the phone trying to give me a prescription. Now, how much you asking to get these iron and wine, Charlie? One eight teaspoon full, three times daily, PC, and one at bedtime. Two nickel cigars to me, would you, Mr. Blaisdell? Oh, why don't you get out of town? No, no, Doctor, no, not you. Can I win on Mr. Smith, Papa? All right, Donald. I'll send that right over. All right. Good idea. Let's go to competition. All right, okay. Do you want us to be firing wine? Just wanted to know how it sells, in case I see a rundown in the screen. Oh, we're about at six for five. Oh, I want to find out. Hey, wait for me, fellas. I'm with you to a man. With a Google... Well, what happened? A spark plug ran out. Now, where's Dan? I had to send him out on delivery. You're losing a lot of business, Mr. Blaisdell. Well, I know it, but I can't help it. I can't afford a full-time fountain man. All I can pay is $12 a week, and nobody wants to work for that money. Mr. Smith, why don't you work for Papa? Me? I'll give you $12 a week. Do it, Mr. Smith, do it. I'll make you a proposition, Blaisdell. Instead of paying me $12, you permit me to continue to board at your house and give me $5 cash per week. Well, that's the equivalent of $13 a week. Take it or leave it. Take it, Papa. All right. You're hired. Any more deliveries, Mr. Blaisdell? Oh, Dan, meet our new full-time soda jerk. Him? Why not? Well, I guess you're better than nothing. Thank you, Dan. Thank you. Get your coat off and I'll show you the ropes. Which reminds me, Mr. Blaisdell, there are two nickel cigars with employees' discounts. What? Already? And, uh, charging. Now, these here we call the draft arms. Soda on the sides and plain water in the middle. I want a black cow. Yeah. Well, I think we've just got us a white elephant. Well, sir, Mr. Cummings, act two of Has Anybody Seen My Gals, starring Piper Laureus Milley, Rock Hudson as Dan, and Gene Lockhart as Mr. Fulton. Samuel Fulton, millionaire posing as John Smith, a penniless border in the Blaisdell home, has developed into a palace. It's even a demon soda jerker object. To observe if the Blaisdells are worthy to inherit his huge fortune, right now he is in the drugstore phone booth while the flaming youth of 1927 hungers for banana splits at his intended fountain he is talking to New York. Now, listen here, Norton, are you or are you not my lawyer? Of course I'm your lawyer, Sam, but... Am I or am I not of sound mind? Well... Okay, now grab a train and get down here by dinner time tonight. And remember, the Blaisdells think I'm an eccentric. They've got a point. They think my name's John Smith, see? So when you get here tonight, don't let on that you know me and take a coach. The chair car is a needless expense. Yes, Sergeant. What? Oh, nothing. We'll do. Goodbye. Oh, that's where you are, Mr. Smith. Oh, hello, Melissa. Yes, just prospecting around, looking for Nichols in the return slot. Is Dan in back? Oh, Dan's off today. Oh. Uh, try the library. Oh, thank you, Mr. Smith. Thanks a lot. Good hunting. Hello, Dan. Melissa, what are you doing here at the library? What are you reading? Microbe, Hunters. Oh, sounds very interesting. You don't sound very interested. Well, not in microbes, this specimen. Then what do you see in Carl Pinnock? I get the heebie-jeebies when I think of him telling everybody you're his sheeba. But I'm not. You're not? Well, not anymore. What about your mother? Oh, she's furious at the Pinnock because they're giving a big party tonight and they didn't invite me. Oh, boy, let's get out of here. We're going for a long ride. Milly. Daniel, congratulate me, folks. We're engaged. Engaged. Better close the door, kids, and come on in. Engaged. To each other? To be married? Well, now, if that isn't a silly question, Harriet, I hope you don't object. No, of course not, Dan. Of course not. Congratulations, my boy. I feel faint. Engaged. That's almost as good as marriage. It's frequently better. My very best wishes, ma'am. Thank you, Mr. Smith. I still can't believe it. Oh, neither can I. You're a wonderful mother. Well, now, what should I cry about? I've always wanted my daughter to marry someone who could give her all the things I never had. I resent that. All right, my dear. Your father seems to have no objection. So I hope you'll be very happy. Oh, thank you, Mother. Thank you. Well, how about a drink to the happy couple, huh? The very best bootleg gin, right off the boat. Most of the stuff I've tasted must have waited ashore. Wait a minute. That may be a policeman. I'll get it. I'll give him the old childhood innocence. Is this the residence of Mr. and Mrs. Charles Blaisdell? Yes, sir. May I see them, please? Come right in. Thank you. They're in the living room. My sister just got engaged to my father's leading clerk. Good evening. I hope I'm not intruding. Oh, are you Mr. Blaisdell? That's Mr. Blaisdell. Oh, I'm Edward Norton, attorney for the Hamilton Trust Company. Well, if it's about my mortgage, well, see, business has been rather slow in the past few weeks. No, it's... Nothing like that. Well, sit down, won't you? This is my wife, my two girls, and my future son-in-law, Dan Stevens. And this is Mr. Smith, our border. I didn't catch the name. Smith. Smith? Smith. S-M-I-T-H. Smith. First name's John. Mr. Smith is Papa's leading soda jerker. Soda jerker? Yes, you must come in and try one of my 2-T fruity delights. May I ask what you wish to see us about? I've been authorized to deliver into your hands this check. What is it, an advertisement? Oh, sure. This check worth $10 toward the purchase of Manhattan Island. Uh, read it, Mrs. Blaisle. Pay to the order of Mr. and Mrs. Charles Blaisle $100,000. Toward the purchase of the United States Navy. Please, Mr. Scott. Smith! I-I don't understand, Mr. Norton. Oh, don't need to do I. Just what is this? This money is yours to do whatever you wish with it. $100,000? Oh? Here, I-I don't recognize the signature. Now, if it's a joke, if you have any doubt, call Mr. Parker, the manager of the Hilberton Bank. The bank's closed now. I just left him at his home where I told him this check would be put through his bank. Well, it must be true. Well, yeah, it does seem so, but... So they took the $100,000 and bought themselves galoshes. You mean we're rich? Oh, if you consider $100,000 rich... Do I? Mrs. Blaisle. We're rich! Hot diggity dog! Hot dog! Harriet. He- Oh, she's fainted. Go to a neutral corner, Norton. I'll handle this. How do you feel, Mrs. Blaisle? Fine. Just let me sit up. Thank you. And stop fanning her with that check, Smith. It's what knocked her out, isn't it? Some of the hair of the dog that bit her. Now, Charles, children. Now that we're wealthy, the first thing we'll do is move out of this old house. But I like this house. We'll buy a house on the hill where the best people live. We'll pay off the mortgage on the drugstore. You will sell the drugstore. But I'd like to store it for 20 years of my life into it. So my daughter isn't good enough for Carl Penwick? Well, perhaps Carl won't be good enough for my daughter. I'll say he isn't. Anyway, I'm engaged to Dan now. You tell him, kid. Oh, that. That was before we were wealthy. Oh, Dan. Yes, Mrs. Blaisle? Oh, don't want people to say you married Millicent for her millions, do you? It isn't millions, Harriet. No, everybody will say it is, and let them. Dan? Millie, your mother is absolutely right. I'm in no position to marry a rich girl. Excuse me, all. Dan, wait. Dan. Goodbye. The engagement is off. Oh, well, this certainly has been an exciting evening. I guess I may as well go to bed. Oh, Mr. Smith, you'll have to look for lodgings elsewhere. Elsewhere? Immediately. I'll go after Dan. Why, Mr. Smith? Well, maybe he'll let me share his room with him immediately. I've enjoyed rooming with you these weeks. Makes me feel young and foolish again. I wish it made me feel old and wise. And what do you hear from Millicent Blaisle? Nothing. We're finished. Let her marry Carl. Ah, look at it this way. If you married Millicent, you'd be tied down to Helveton all your life. The way things are, you can go anywhere. Seize your opportunity. You might even become a millionaire. You never had any responsibility. Why aren't you a millionaire? How do you know that I'm not responsible? Whatever you are, Gramps, this is the way we like you. Well, I'd better be off to my soda fountain. Hey, pipe the mangy raccoon coat. Howard Blaisle gave it to me this morning. Just turn the door knob. Walk in. Hi, man. Hello, Roberta. Hi, my dear. Oh, golly. Don't you two ever clean up this room? Twice a month, whether it needs it or not. Uh, how's Millicent? I wouldn't know. She's always out with Carl. Eating cake, no doubt. He's taking her to Joe's tonight. Joe's? It's a speakeasy. Why? Why? It's a speakeasy. That's why. I just said that. She just said that. Out of my way. Out of my way. Well, where are you going? To Joe's place. It's a speakeasy. I said that. Yes, and Millie's there tonight with Carl. And Carl said the cop was in the store before dinner telling me, confidentially, that Joe's was going to be raided tonight. End message. Goodbye. Oh, come on. Millicent wants you. We see a little drink. No, Carl. No, Carl. No, Carl. I just don't like to drink. That's all. It makes me ill. That's the opposite. What's a good drink and hooch? You can't talk about it. Can't we go someplace else? No, no. No, no. This stuff is two months old already. You want it to get stale? Millie. Millicent. Isn't that Mr. Smith? Well, if it isn't, it's the biggest raccoon ever came out of a bottle. Millie. Millie, Carl. You've got to get out of here. How did you get in here? I told the man Jack sent me. There's always a Jack. Out now. Fast. This place is going to be raided. Apple thought. Raided. Banana oil. I'm telling you. He's telling us. Please, Carl. I don't want to be caught in a place like this. It is a raid. I want out. It can't wait. Get me out. Now, both of you. I'll boost you out through the window. Millie, you first. You first. John Smith. Yes, Your Honor. Aren't you ashamed of yourself? Yes, Your Honor. A man of your age being caught in a low dive. Yes, Your Honor. What an example to our younger generation. No wonder youth is flaming with old age setting such a wretched example. 30 days or $50. Oh. Hey, Junior. Come on. You're free, Mr. Smith. Thank you. Good day, Mr. J. List. I hurried down to see if I could help. Dan here got here first. It's all taken care of. So you can go back to your house on the hill now and wait for Carl to call you again. Uh, how much was the fine? I'd like to pay for it. Look, Millicent. I did this because Gramps is a friend of mine. I don't want the money back and especially not from you. Well, you don't have to be so nasty about it. I'm not being nasty. It's just because you've got money now that you can tell me. Children and children, you mustn't call over me. Now, I've saved up a little money for a rainy day. I'll give you back the $50 when we get back to our room. Is that okay, Dan? Okay. Perhaps you'd better keep out of speak easy. Say, Millicent? Yes. Thank you, Mr. Smith. Goodbye, Dan. Goodbye. I'm sorry it has to be this way. I'm sorry too. Yeah. So is your old man. His name is Smith. Chocolate. Malted milk, Gramps. Oh, something on your mind, Howard? The blazed little billions weighing on your shoulders? I'd like to help if I can. Sure. Happen to have $2,000? You've been losing money, Gambley. How did you know? You've been going to Batson's who runs that poker game at the Three Leaf Inn. Yeah. $2,000. And he'll tell Dad if I don't pay him by tomorrow. Tomorrow, huh? Oh, you can't do anything, Gramps. Thanks for worrying about it. Well, I know a little something about cards. When I was a young man, I spent quite some time in the Yukon. We played cards there every night. Nights are long there, you know, Howard. Almost six months long. By one night, we played cards for three months straight. Yeah, I got to be pretty good at poker too. Yes, sir, indeed. Now, I hope you'll be patient with me, gentlemen. Come on, come on. How many cards? May I have as many as three, Mr. Batson? May he have it. Yeah, Foxy Grandpa, you may have even as many as four. May he have as many as three. Thank you, gentlemen. Talk, talk, talk. You know, I... I'd rather have as many as four. Maybe he has as many as three. Thank you, gentlemen. Talk, talk, talk. You know, I... I'm rather new at your kind of game, so bear with me just a little longer, and I assure you I'll get the hang of things. Will you stop the chatter for maybe a fraction of a second and let's see what you've got this time? I'm scum. Pimps and bullets. Pimps and bullets? What kind of talk is that? That's three fives and a pair of aces. Beats me. I got three kings. Oh, too bad. Now, if you don't mind, Mr. Batson, I'll take Howard Blaiseville's IOU in exchange for this stack of chips. It comes to exactly $2,000 and some changeover, I believe. Got it right here in my wallet. Splendid weather this time of year. Lovely. There you are. Thank you, Mr. Batson. Yeah. Pimps and bullets. Thank you, gentlemen. It's been a real pleasure. I don't know when I've spent such an enjoyable evening. All right. She's it. She's it. John Smith? Yes, Your Honor. You've been here before? Yes, Your Honor, when Joe's was raided. Evidently, Mr. Smith, you're an incorrigible malefactor caught in speakeasies, caught in gambling dens. You're a menace to the community. Yes, Your Honor. $100 or 60 days. Good morning, Howard. Come on, Mr. Smith. You're sprung. Thank you, Mr. Jaylor. Goodbye. Lovely morning, Howard. Uh-huh. I got this in the mail this lovely morning. My IOU to Batson. Torn up. And a note. Let this be a lesson to you. A friend. Who do you suppose could have done this? Search me. But thanks, friend. I'd like you to give your sister a message. Sure thing. Tell Millison that I'm feeling very poorly and would appreciate it a lot if she'd drive me to the doctors tomorrow as a favor. Well, Gramps, what's the matter with you? I never felt better in my life than what? I just give her the message and ask her could she drive me in your new piercero? Okay. Park right here, Millison. Well, this isn't the doctor's office. I want to talk to you. Right here is good. I think I should inform you that I am in perfect health. Well, then why did you ask me to take you to the doctor? That was a ruse to get you out of the house. Now, I want to help you with Dan. He gave the new owner the drugstore his notice. Dan's quitting? Yes. He intends to leave Hilferton entirely and for good. Oh, Gramps. He mustn't. I know he loves you very much. And I think you feel the same about him. Oh, yes. I do love him. I do. Well, if you could convince him that there's a chance for the two of you, I'm certain he'll stay. Oh, just tell me what to do. Do you know where he is now? Well, why do you think I spirited you out of that oversized house of yours? Now, look. See over there? Now, playing Laura LePlante in Hold Your Man. Well, I want to keep Dan, and I'll fight to hold him. Just tell me what to do. Well, you love Dan, whereas I'm nuts about Laura LePlante. So let's go to the movie, shall we? And pardon us, the folks. Sorry. Sorry. There he is, Nelson. Now, you sit between us and take over. Uh-huh. Hello, Dan. What? What's the big idea? She wanted to see this movie. Do you remember how we always used to come here? I remember. You used to put your arm around me, then. Things were a little different, then. Excuse me. Dan, wait. Why are you going away? Because there's nothing for me here. But I... Look, Millicent, we've been through all this before. Dad. It's no use. Your family doesn't want any part of me. No way. You've got money, and all I've got is a lot of hopes. But you can't live on hopes, correct? So you do what your mother wants, and Mary, Carl, Penny can forget about me. And you shouldn't have brought her here, Gramps. We wanted to see Laura LePlante. Then you shouldn't have come in at the middle of the picture. Goodbye. Sorry, folks. Excuse me. Dad. There, there, there. Now, now, don't cry. Well, here. Just put your head on my shoulder, so. Okay? Now cry. Well, thanks for trying. I'm going to marry. I'm going to marry. Of course you're going to marry. I'm going to marry Carl Penny. Now wait a minute. I waited long enough. I'm student. All I could. My mother's impatient and caused crazy to marry me. And after all. After all. After all. After all. The playfields and the clinics are the first two families in town. I might just as well marry Carl. The curtain rises on Act 3 of Has Anybody Seen My Gals, starring Rod Cutson as Dan, Piper Laurey as Millie, and Jean Lockhart as Mr. Fulton. The last attempt of Mr. Smith to bring Millicent and Dan together has ended in a near riot at the Strand Theater. And Millicent resigned to marrying Carl Pennett. And Mr. Smith in familiar surroundings again. John Smith? Yes, Your Honor. Not again. Yes, Your Honor. Creating a disturbance in a public place inciting to riot and necking in a theater. Sir? Necking with a young woman you're old enough to be the grandfather on. No, sir. Yes, sir. Objection. Objection. Yes, sir. I've been around. Then be around a little longer. Three months in jail or $200 fine. Hangman. Next page. Sit down, Mr. Smith. Thank you. This is great news. Smith, stand up. He's down. He's up. He's down. I'd like to say a word, please. This is for your mother and me to handle, Millicent. Necking with my daughter in public. It's a disgrace. It's shameful. Blowning. On to. Everybody in town saw you. The movie was at the strand, Mr. Blaisdell, not at the Yale Bowl. We want to know what your intentions are toward my daughter. Oh, mother. Smith, honorable, strictly honorable. You'd really marry her? Nothing would delight me more. Why, thank you, Mr. Smith. I consider that a great compliment. But you're over 60, and Millicent's hardly 20. You're three times her age. Ah, but when I'm 80, she'll be 40. He'll only be twice my age. Right. Well, who knows? Perhaps if I live long enough, she may even catch up with me. This is preposterous. Is it preposterous that anyone should love your daughter? You're after her money, aren't you? Well, isn't young Carl and all the penics who think you're much richer than you are or aren't? Well, do you think for one moment we'd tolerate you for a son-in-law? We might, hello. On the drugstore bicycle. It's no joking marriage, Smith. Isn't this just going to be my brother-in-law? Is he, is he? Good birther, you go right back upstairs to bed. You couldn't be my brother-in-law, Sam? No, Roberta, of course not. Now that the child is here, let's stop this nonsense. My interest in Millicent is entirely paternal. We were not necking. I was crying, and he was comforting me. He was being kind the way he's always been from the very start. Crying. She was crying because Dan's leaving Hilberton. And she was crying because you're driving your daughter into a marriage with a man she doesn't love. Then this nonsense has gone quite far enough. I think we should announce the engagement of Millicent to Carl Tenek immediately. It's time for you to say something, Millicent. Oh, it doesn't matter anymore, Mr. Smith. I'm never going to see Dan again. Well, thanks for trying. And this is for being kind. Thank you, my dear. And if you want to call that necking, too, go ahead. Oh, I wish we'd never got that money. Money, money, money, money, money, money, money. Norton, I'm working at the drug store. Now, you don't want to call me here. Couldn't you write me a letter? Blaisdell said it couldn't wait. Blaisdell? He called me long distance a little while ago. He needed $25,000, and he needs it tonight. Tonight? $25,000. I heard you. Tonight's his daughter's engagement party. What's $25,000 got to do with that? If anything. He's desperate. It's a stock he bought on March and took a plunge. And I'm supposed to call him back and let him know if the party who gave him the $100,000 would lend him $25,000. I just like that. Otherwise, he'll be wiped out. Too bad. They seem such a nice family when I met them that night. They are. They couldn't be nicer if they were really my own. Now, let me handle this, Norton. Gotta get back to Masuda Fountain now. Goodbye. Goodbye. Hi, Mr. Smith. Oh, Dan. Hi, my boy. Now, there's a good question. How am I? When tonight, Millie gets engaged to Carl Penwick. Don't let her get you down, Dan. I'm leaving on the nine o'clock train in the morning. I'll help you pack tonight. I thought you might be going to Miss Millis and Blaisdell's engagement party tonight. I didn't receive an engraved invitation. As if that would keep you away if you wanted to eat cake with the cake you did. Oh, I might indulge my sweet tooth a little bit. And see you, son. It's a lovely engagement party, Mrs. Blaisdell. Most tasteful. I compliment you. Thank you so much, Mr. Penwick. And may I say that our son couldn't hope for a lovelier wife than your daughter. A perfect love match in every respect, Mr. Penwick. We're all very, very happy. Excuse me, Harriet. Mr. Penwick. Now what is it, Charlie? I'd like to speak to you privately, Mr. Penwick. Excuse me, Mrs. Blaisdell? Of course. In the Solarium, Penwick. In here. Great party, Charlie. Great party. Must have set you back plenty. But then, what's money to you? Yes. Read this telegram. By reason of the transaction under your account, we must obtain from you $25,000 margin. Unless we see you before 9 a.m. tomorrow, we shall be obliged to liquidate your entire holding. Signed Franklin Parks Company. That's a bad start. Took a little drop, huh? It took a big drop, Penwick. I wanted to ask you... My advice? Right. Well, Blaisdell, my advice to you is to send them the money right away. Penwick, I don't need advice. I need money. Cut it out, Blaisdell. I'll tell you I haven't got it. You must be joking. It's a truth, Penwick. $25,000 is a lot of money. Can't you mortgage this place? It's already mortgaged. I tell you, I'm broke. Well, what do you say? Yes or no? I'm sorry, Blaisdell. I'm very sorry. Well, he is that all? I'll have to say goodbye now. Goodbye. Where are you going? Under the circumstances, the engagement is off. Goodbye. Oh, how nice of you to come to my party. Where's your dad? He went into the solarium with Mr. Penwick a while ago. I haven't seen him since. Solarium? Where? Well, come with me. Are you going to dance with me? In this raccoon coat? Pick it off. In my soda, clerks jacket? In here. Come along. Daddy, here's Mr. Smith to talk to you. What can I do for you, Smith? I have an important message for you. Message? From Mr. Edward Norton. Norton? What does he say? Norton. Isn't he the man who gave us that check? Well, he was supposed to call me back and never did. Well, why did he call you? He didn't know you'd sold the store. He called there and I answered. He remembered my invitation to enjoy one of my tutti fruity delights. Now, wasn't that fine? Oh, please, get to the point. What did Norton say? Let's see. He wrote it down here somewhere. I haven't got my glasses. Then neither have I. I'll read it. No. Why not? All right. If you spent $100,000 in so short a time, you would spend $25,000 in a quarter of the time. Therefore, his client must refuse your request. Request? I can't blame him. If you'll forgive a soda jerk for saying so, neither can I. Daddy? Daddy, has all our money gone? Seems to me you are all much happier before you got the money anyhow. Then we are broke. Oh, I'm sorry, Millicent. Very, very sorry. Daddy, nice. Mr. Smith, hi. Oh! Come on out all of you. Mother's about to announce the wedding date. Yikes! Wedding date? Well, there isn't going to be any wedding. There isn't? Oh, the pennants have all gone home. No wedding date! Hey! I wish to announce that the wedding of my daughter Millicent to Mr. Carl Pennick will take place... Hey, hey, wait a minute. Hold everything, Mother. What is it now? The pennants have left. Left? Right. Why should they leave in the... They left because we're broke. Isn't it wonderful? Wonderful! Uh, we knew you would understand this amazing. Wait! Ladies and gentlemen, I have wonderful news for you. We, the Blaisdales, are absolutely broke, and my engagement to Carl Pennick has been called off. We thank you, one and all. Millicent, you've been a support. Well, come on Harriet, let's dance. Let's dance, Miss Blaisdales. Thank you. Halston, Halston, Halston, Halston. John Smith? Yes, Your Honor. Getting pretty tired of seeing you here? Yes, Your Honor. Millicent Blaisdale? Yes, Your Honor. Dan Stevan? Yes, sir. Yes, Your Honor. Yes, Your Honor. Are you from an expert? And, uh, you young people want me to marry you? Yes, Your Honor. I'm talking to the happy couple. Yes, Your Honor. Yes, Your Honor. Now, Mr. Cummings, with our stars. And here they are. Please step forward, Rock Hudson, and bring your gal, Piper Laurey and Jean Lockhart. University of Nashville Studios keeps you and Rock pretty busy. Suppose you tell us about your latest picture, Piper? Well, it's called Johnny Dott, and it's in Technicolor, and it co-stars Tony Curtis and Don Taylor. Johnny Dott doesn't give us much of a clue as to what it's about. Well, it's an exciting romance, Mr. Lockhart. Climaxed by a thrilling sports car race from the Canadian border down through the southwest to the Mexican border. You better watch out going through there. That's Cochise country. And just what do you know about a touchy country, Rock? I am Taza, son of Cochise. I'm Jean, son of Lockhart. I am Piper, daughter of Lockhart. We're certainly glad to hear that, Piper. Well, I've been a Lux girl ever since I came to Hollywood from my hometown Detroit, Mr. Cummings. Good. Now I think it's only fair to add that Taza, son of Cochise, is Rock Hudson's latest Technicolor picture co-starring Barbara Rush. And I think it'll be very appropriate right now if you told us about next week's play. Next week we will present the unusual story of a father who believes so strongly in his son's innocence. He was willing to spend his entire fortune to prove him not guilty of stealing a five-chilling postal order while a student at the British Royal Naval College. And as our stars of the famous play by Terrence Rattigan, we have a superb trio, Ray Milan, Dorothy McGuire, and Brian Ahern in The Wind's Low Boy. Well, that will be an excellent show. Good night. Good night. Good night. We had a wonderful dance. Pepsodent's new flavor. Oh, Pepsodent's new flavor. Pepsodent's new flavor. Wow! Pepsodent's new flavor. And the clean mouth tastes far, far worse. Here's the big news is Pepsodent has a brand new, wonderful flavor. Grown-ups prefer it, but kids, well, kids go crazy for it. And that's not all. I've seen the research that proves Pepsodent gives you the cleanest teeth of all-leading toothpaste. That's because Pepsodent's gentle oral detergent cleans not just the surfaces of your teeth, but around and between them, even where your brush can't reach. Your own personal proof of this is Pepsodent's clean mouth tastes for hours. So try new Pepsodent white. Or if you prefer chlorophyll, Pepsodent chlorophyll. You like. Pepsodent's new flavor. Pepsodent's new flavor. Wow! Pepsodent's new flavor. And the clean mouth tastes far, far worse. Pepsodent's new flavor. Pepsodent's new flavor. Lever Brothers Company. Makers of Luxe toilet soap and Luxe liquid detergent. Invite you to be with us again next Monday evening when the Luxe Radio Theatre presents The Winslow Boy. Starring Ray Malan, Dorothy McGuire and Brianna Hurden. This is Irving Cunning saying good night to you from Hollywood. Ferdinand cast tonight were Yvonne Patey as Harriet, Forrest Lewis as Mr. Blaisdell, Joe Kerns as Norton, Rusty Morris as Carl Pennock, Issa Ashton as Roberta, Ken Christie as the Judge, Joel Marston as Howard, Pert Butterfield as Mr. Pennock, Earl Lee as Fred, and Peter Rankin, Jack Edwards and Eddie Maher. Our radio play was adapted by Milken Geiger and our music was directed by Rudy Schrager.