 General Hospital of Deans throughout the Palm Springs area. It's just a little sideline, folks. So while we're working for Peanuts, he's got Peanuts working for him. And Cucamonga. You want to watch that, Bob? What will, Jack? And another thing, Don, you didn't have to infer that I'm not paying you and my cast enough money for being on my radio show. Well, we're not complaining about the radio show, Jack. It's that evening work you make us do. Oh, a few hours' work in the evening never hurt anybody. I know, but we feel so silly coming to your house and sitting around with those little aprons on and shelling peanuts. Go home the way you reach in the cuffs of our pants. Well, Don, as long as you're beeping about it, I got a little complaint to make, too. I'm docking you 50 cents for what you did last night. What did I do? Remember that pile of peanuts you sat on? Yes. Peanut butter. My machine's with that stuff. Now, Don, we're here to do a show for the boy's attorney hospitals. Oh, hello, Mary. Hello, Jack. Hi, you fellas. Mary, that's a cute outfit you're wearing. Something new? Yes, I just got it. It's a convertible sun suit. Convertible? Do you mean you can let the top all the way down? Yes. One of your peanut machines, and I saw something I think you ought to know about. What's that, Mary? There's a kid in this neighborhood who's got a system for getting a lot of peanuts out of your machine for just one penny. A lot of peanuts for a penny? How does he do it? Well, first he stays the machine with his left hand, and then he puts in a penny with his left hand. And then he turns a handle with his left hand. What does he do with his right hand? He picks up a rock and breaks the glass. You like that. There's always somebody trying to put something over on you. But, Jack, he was just a kid. I don't mean just him. You want to know something, Mary? Yesterday I went around and emptied my machines, and when I was counting up the pennies, I found a slug. Imagine anyone being so cheap as to put a slug in a peanut machine. A slug? Let me see it. I haven't got it. I weighed myself this morning. You'll never believe this, Mary. You know the little card that comes out with your weight and the picture of a movie star on the other side? Yeah. Well, the card I got had my picture on it. Imagine my picture coming out. Well, what do you expect for a slug, Claas Gable? See if fellas clap them hands, sir. Phil, I'll teach you to come to rehearsal so you'll know what you're reading. What do you mean, reading? I mesmerized all my stuff. Oh, fine. Why weren't you at rehearsal anyway? What took you so long getting here? Well, Jackson, whenever I come through this desert country, I visit my uncle. You see, my uncle's a hermit, and I spend a couple of hours with him to keep him from being lonesome. Oh, a hermit, eh? Where does he live? At the Chi Chi Club. Well, how can he be lonesome at the Chi Chi Club? He's a civilian. The peanut machine in front of the El Paseo drug store? Yes. What can I do for you? I want my penny back. That machine and nothing came out. Oh, oh. Do I get my penny back? Why, certainly, certainly. Gee, and I thought I was gonna have trouble. I'll make him go through all that just to get a penny back. I can't help it, Don. The peanut vending business is very legitimate, and I've got it conducted in a legitimate manner. Get those peanuts yourself. Of course not, Mary. I haven't shipped in. Didn't you see all those sacks piled on the front porch? You mean the ones that said nuts to Benny? Well, give me my penny, I'll go. Certainly, certainly. But first, you've got to get this form notarized. What? And fingerprinted. Notarized, fingerprinted, just to get a penny back. A lot of forms. I didn't want any peanuts in the first place. It's all my wife's fault. I knew the machine was empty, but she goes... And we have a friendly agreement. You see, he pays for the electricity, and I pay for the water. Oh, for heaven's sake, Jack, you're living there for nothing, and you still make William Powell pay for the electricity while you only pay for the water? Yeah, but now I wish it were the other way around. Why? I'm getting awfully thirsty. You know, you can live without reading at night, you know. Anyway... Hey, Jack, that's quite a coincidence you're living in Bill Powell's house. He's always been my favorite actor. He's so suave, so sophisticated, so debonair. I agree with you, Don. I think William Powell is definitely in my class. In fact... In fact, the other day, as I was walking down the street, some people pointed at me and said, look, he walks just like Powell. They meant Eleanor Powell. They did not. Wait a minute, Jack. And where do you come off comparing yourself to William Powell? Why, Fred Allen is a better actor than you are. Who? Fred Allen. I saw him in his latest picture. It's in the bag, and the guy's terrific. And boy, did he look good on the screen. Bill, stop comparing me with Allen with those bags under his eyes and those wrinkles on his face. I won't look that bad when I'm 40. I just finished a picture, too. The horn blows at midnight. Mary saw the preview. Go ahead, Mary. Tell him how I look. I wouldn't even tell that to another girl. Telling him, Libby. What do you know about it? You didn't even see my picture. Well, I'm not talking about your picture. I merely said that Fred Allen is a better actor than you are. He is not. And, Bill, let's drop the subject or you're going to get a punch in the nose. Oh, yeah? Who's going to do it? Don Wilson. Hey, Jackson, you're the one that's yelling. Oh, yeah, just say that once more. I'm in front of you, but I'm going. Will you please get me a glass of ginger ale? I just don't think he can get away with everything just because I own money. Libby, I'd let him go if he wasn't a partner in my penis business. Not much of a butler, anyway. I wish I had one like you see in the movies. A real gentleman, a gentleman. The butler was classed. Benny is taking his bath right now. This is his gentleman, this gentleman, William Powell. This is himself. He sent them all to the nurses at Tawny General Hospital. 1545. Shall I put it on you, sir? Oh, very good, sir. If you feel like roughing it. Your coat. Here. Your kiss. You make a tidy little heap, doesn't she? Get your penny back. Get your penny back. Get your penny back. Get your penny back. I didn't want any penis in a... And I want you to tell me the truth. You can rely upon me, sir. Tell me, William. What do you think of me as an actor? Well, sir, you're not quite as romantic as Terry Grant and you haven't the boy's charm of Van Johnson. You lack the sophistication of Charles Boyer and you just miss the dramatic ability of Spencer Tracy. Yes, yes. Well, to sum it all up, you stink peanuts on the half-shell. I've chosen to be a butler. Well, madam, I wasn't always a butler. I used to be a millionaire. In fact, until last month I had one million dollars and now it's gone, all gone. But how did all that money go so fast? I spent a week in Palm Springs. Mr. Benny's musical cigarette box. Just listen to it as I lift up the cover. There's one thing you can do right home oftener than you are now. The way to help keep home ties more secure is to write short, newsy briefs of the V-mail way. V-mail has priority over all other mail. It's safe, convenient, requires less space. Sell the folks back home to use V-mail too. It'll keep you more up to date on what's going on back home. Social authorities request that you make three out of every four letters you write, V-mail. Remember, V-mail is the only mail that always flies. Hostel, I want to thank all you fellas for inviting us up here. I also want to take just a moment to congratulate Radio Station W-O-W and Omaha Nebraska on their 22nd anniversary. And next Sunday night we'll be broadcasting from the U.S. Naval Auxiliary Air Station at 29 pounds. Oh, uh, Jack. Yes, Bill? Look, I may not see you later on, so I'll take that check now that you owe me for appearing on your program. What? Uh... What'd you say, Bill? I'd say I'll take that check you owe me for appearing on your program. Appearing on my program? What are you talking about? I dreamt that, brother!