 Lux presents Hollywood, bring you the Lux Radio Theatre, starring Ronald Reagan and Patricia Neill in John Love's Mary. Ladies and gentlemen, your producer, Mr. William Keely, speaking to you tonight from Gallup New Mexico. Greetings from Gallup New Mexico, ladies and gentlemen. In selecting tonight's script, we look for a certain kind of a play with no serious message. No ax to grind, no purpose, but the very desirable one of entertaining you. And I know that's just what John Love's Mary will do. My friend Norman Krasner wrote the Broadway success which became a Warner Brothers hit on the screen. And tonight, our stars play their original picture roles. First, Ronald Reagan. You know, I can't think of a better choice for a typical American GI. And then, Patricia Neill, whose fresh beauty is perfect for the American girl back home. You know, there's nothing more commendable than doing a good deed for a buddy such as loaning him money or your only clean shirt. But I think you'll agree that in John Love's Mary, John goes just a little too far. But before you discover John's great sacrifice, I want to remind you about next week. After our play tonight, we'll announce a special attraction for our closing broadcast of the season. One of your favorite pictures with two of your extra favorite stars. A combination you've requested in your letters many times. And we'd like to thank you for those letters because you've also been kind enough to tell us that Lux Flakes are a favorite of yours too. No for many seasons now, your favorite stars and Lux Flakes have been a perfect combination. Now, John loves Mary, starring Ronald Reagan as John and Patricia Neill as Mary. A young man named John Lawrence left his sweetheart Mary and went off to war. Four terrible years of waiting have gone by. But today, John is coming back. This morning, he landed in Norfolk. Twenty minutes ago, he was due in New York. And right now, the door buzzer should be ringing. He's home. Oh, darling. Darling. Darling. I left the door open, darling. Did I open my eyes? Okay. Oh. But who are you? Well, I was asked to come here. Who asked you? John Lawrence. John? When did you see John? Not today. Oh, no. I haven't seen him in two years. He phoned me from Norfolk. Oh. Well, my name's Mary McKinley. How do you do? Oh, I know your name. He mentioned it often enough. I'm Fred Taylor. Would you mind if I kissed you? Huh? Oh, thank you, Fred. Thank you for John. Thanks. Oh, but, but, but... You say you saved his life. Oh, he would have done the same for me. But you carried him in your arms like a baby for 200 yards. With shells flying all around. Oh, it was mostly just 38 caliber stuff. That's all. I'm forever obligated to you. Oh, well... Where did John sound to you on the telephone? I mean his voice. It seemed deeper to me than when he left. It could be. He was a sergeant, you know. Oh, oh, this is a package. It's for John. Oh? It's his suit. He sure seemed in a hurry to get out of uniform. Thank you. I changed into my set. He's in the men's room at the Washington station. You heard me. I planned for four years how you were going to see me. And I wasn't going to be standing here. I was going to be standing there. I've never seen you with civilian clothes before? Well, there's yours on the chair there. I picked out a gray suit. Oh, swell. I wouldn't be here, Mary, if it weren't for him. Oh, sure you would. Save my life, that's all. Sit down, Fred. Young lady, you come and sit down here. A little bit closer. Now, what are you doing, Fred? Happen to O'Leary the Louse. I hope. Our lieutenant. No, I remember O'Leary. He's the one you disliked. Wish him into the order. How do you cry? Well, I'm happy. Let's go on with your war experiences. I'm very interested. Tell me about the girls you met. But you saved his life once. You don't have to keep it up. Come on, John. There must have been some attractive girls. Mary, you hit upon a very unfortunate subject. Many soldiers really fell in love overseas. Very often, there were unhappy endings. You? Oh, no, not me. Fred. Fred. Oh, I'm so terribly sorry. Please forgive me. Oh, it's all right. I fell in love with an English girl. We got separated, and I never could find her again. Oh. How dreadful. Yes, she was an acrobatic dancer. She used to walk on her hands and do a little sing a song all at the same time. I was there, Mary, when Fred asked her to marry him. Yes, only very next day was D-day. We went to France. And you couldn't find her again? No. Well, the only address we had was the nightclub. By the time we came back, it was gone. Blitzed. I guess I took it pretty bad for a while. Drank a lot. Would you excuse me, please? I promised Mother I'd phone the minute John came back. She's in Washington. She is? I had a girl, Fred. London? Did she ask about me? You're all she talked about when she wasn't crying. What was she crying for? About how she could get to America. Only one way. Maybe it was the wrong way. Maybe I made a mistake. But I had to do it. Champagne or ice? Well, where does Fred go? I'm happy to have met you. He seems all right to me, darling. To kiss you again. To have you in my arms again. Oh, I love you. He's been darling. He still eats the wrong things, and they still disagree with him. Now, what kind of food would have nerve enough to disagree with your father? You don't have to tell me anything you did overseas. I mean with girls. All right, dear. All right what? All right, I won't tell you. Four years is a long time. You were lonely. I wasn't lonely. You were four million fellas with me. You wouldn't tell me, would you? Would you want me to? No. Why there? I want to see where you were wounded. Oh, now marry me. But I made up my mind. If you can be shocked, the least I can do is look. I won't get sick. I promise. I've prepared myself. I won't look until you're ready. Tell me when. You can look. Where? My left shoulder. Is that all? 38 caliber bullet. That couldn't kill anybody. Oh, no. Well, just let me tell you something. I don't want to talk about it anymore. Good. Off of me has well changed my clothes. Wonder if that gray suit still fits me. Darling, after all. I won't take me a second. You just run in the next room, try phoning your mother or something. John, I keep thinking about Fred. You know, she may still be alive, Mary. It would be kinder just to let them forget. Why didn't you tell me you were coming back? Well, dear, I know. I wanted some time alone with him. Since toward your daughter we're above suspicion. Well, Aaron, of course I'm going to marry you. No wonder your father feels this way. I would consider it a great honor if you would give your permission. Surprised me? Well, you surprised me. Didn't you know I was going to marry you? Well, until a girl does, she's never certain, John. Oh, John, I've always liked you, and I hope you'll be very happy. Thank you, Mrs. McKinley. Now, tomorrow, the license, I mean. Well, why not this afternoon? You'd save a whole day. Well, I thought we'd be engaged for a while. Darling, we're engaged right now. We're going to be engaged for three whole days. Three days? I never heard of a three-day engagement. I thought six weeks was the minimum. Socially, I mean. I consider you've been engaged for four years. I give my permission. And so do I, and so do I. What's the matter, dear? Hot in here, isn't it? It is? Well, then why don't we... I want you to meet a friend of mine, Fred Taylor. How do you do, Fred? You are about to be a best man on Wednesday. Oh, really? Wednesday? Wednesday! Fred, you're here. You see, Senator, there's something I'd like to tell you. Well, when I was wounded, he was hitting all around us. But he brought me in. There's nothing I could do for him that would be too much, is there? Why? Why? An eternity ward. That's what he did say. Well, he couldn't have. Why would he say... Mary, you're certainly excited about this baby. Oh, it isn't only the baby. He's married. I should hope so. It's a terribly tragic love affair. And he was able to forget. You! You were never going to forget Lily. You're Libby Collins, our Hollywood reporter. I predict John arrives in home acrobatics when Warner Brothers' new picture, The Flame and the Arrow, is released. Oh, I'll come. Boy's copying Bert Lancaster. He does some of the most difficult and dangerous stunts I've seen in years. And such charm. Boy's friends will have to become acrobat and expert archers if they want to rate. The girls may object to being chained, as Virginia Mayo is, so she can't escape. Isn't she lovely in those medieval costumes? Virginia's always lovely. Even in the cut-off trousers she wears in one scene. I think the studio purposely put that scene in The Flame and the Arrow to show off her beautiful legs. You know, Virginia got a chance in pictures because of her perfect legs. They look extra stunning in nylons. Well, nylons make even lovely legs look lovelier. Of course, they must fit beautifully and never, never have a run. Now you're describing stockings that are washed every night with luxe flakes. Even before the first wearing. That helps new nylons fit even better. And of course, colors stay truer when they get gentle luxe care. But the big thing is the added wear you get with luxe flakes. No other soap, no other washing product can make nylons last longer. Runs come faster when you rub stockings with cake soap or use a strong soap. Strain tests on identical stockings prove that luxe flakes make stockings last not just longer, but twice as long. Virginia Mayer wears the shearest nylons she can buy. But she gets simply wonderful wear because she always insists on luxe flakes. And that's true of ever so many Hollywood stars. Luxe is wonderful care for everything washable. Gives all your nice things that lovely luxe look. Act two of John Loves Mary starring Ronald Reagan as John and Patricia Neal as Mary. John is going to marry Mary and already has a wife. In desperation, John and Fred have hit upon an idea. It's evening now, and Senator McKinley has taken his family and prospective son-in-law to a nightclub. Well, everybody's up there. Well, boy'll go. Not yet. Doctor says it might be tomorrow, but he won't guarantee anything. Did you get your marriage license yet? Yep. And you took your blood test? Yes, you'll get married on Wednesday. Yep. Oh, excuse me, Senator, there's a call for you from Washington. Yep. Oh, thank you. Now, James, no matter what they say you're going to stay here for the wedding. Don't worry, John. I won't let you down. Thank you. I appreciate that, sir. My nose is awfully shiny. Make me to come and party for you yesterday. We'll just be a moment. John, dwell not on saying goodbye. It does not prolong the being together. Only the party. Goodbye, dear heart. So long. Isn't he wonderful, mother? How did he think of those things? Well, did you get somebody? Yeah, I think everything's going to be all right. I never should have done it. Done what? Mary Lily, just to get her into the United States. She'll be here Tuesday. All right, don't get hysterical. You did it for me. Anyway, the important thing now is for you to get out of town. I just hope Lieutenant Harris can do it. I always liked that guy. Getting somebody to impersonate an army officer. They can court-martial you for that. John, I didn't get Lieutenant Harris. Well, he said he couldn't take a chance. You see, he's got a wife and two kids. So you got Bennett. I'm nervous about Bennett. Well... I'd known it was going to be Bennett. I'd never have agreed to it. Well, you don't have to worry about Bennett because I didn't get him either. Well, who did you get? Well, no, no, no. Don't get panicky. Fred, who did you get? Well, we need somebody who can lie, right? Well, who's a born liar? Who's had plenty of practice besides? Out with it? Who is it? Oh, who? To John. Of course. The uniform he sees from now on will be the uniform of a Strand Theatre Usher. Oh, let me tell him, Father. Father spoke to the mayor, and the mayor's agreed to marry us himself. 11 o'clock Wednesday in his office. He had a transit committee meeting, but he was kind enough to postpone it. Well, it seems a shame to make the mayor postpone it. And then after the ceremony, John, we'll have a little reception here for the friends and the family. Yes, yes, ma'am. Can I command Fred any news? Nothing. Not a thing. Not yet. You told us the doctor said it was going to be today. Well, if he doesn't come up with something pretty soon, I'm going to change doctors. This morning, an army officer? Why, no, I don't think so. Army officer? You see, I stopped at the Harvard Club just in case John hadn't left yet, and there was this army officer. Well, what did he want? He asked. Oh, officers, wondering how I'm getting along. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Wondering if we can help y'all lend you some money yourself. Yeah, yeah. I'll get it, ma'am. Oh, I'm almost there now. Don't worry. You think you can do it? I rehearsed them ten times. How do you do, sir? Is something wrong with us, Hodgen? You're, uh, not missing a thing. But there's a job the army needs you for. I'm afraid you're in for another 60 days. No. No, that's not fair. 60 days? Well, that was a little job to do. Captured enemy equipment? Short of trained men and... Well, somebody's got to do it, you know? But he's been overseas for four years. He just came back. Oh, it's kind of a rough deal, Miss, but ours not to wonder why, ours but to do and die. Where does he have to die? I mean, go. There's a storage depot out in Nevada. Nevada? Oh, that's too bad, John. Yeah. But I guess there's no use crying over it. I'm going to. If John's going, I'm going. But there are no quarters for ladies. He's just barracks. Well, I'll live in the nearest town, then. There must be a town somewhere. Oh, it's quite a ways out. I don't care. I'm going. I don't think you should, honey. John. But I'd be so unhappy thinking about you in a hotel room. Anyway, the sergeant's got to leave tonight. Tonight? Well, he's not going. I don't care. It's just too much. He's not going. You go back and tell them he absolutely refused to consider it. And if they're sensible, they'll get somebody else. Well, it doesn't work that way, ma'am. Yeah, I told my grandpa to get somebody else. It just doesn't work, Mary. I apologize for my daughter, Lieutenant. Oh, that's all right, sir. Don't feel bad, Mary. It's only for 60 days. It's a lifetime. I've waited four years already. I'll write you every day, and I'll call you regularly. I'm tired of letters. I want you. I'll be 60 years old, and I'll still be waiting for you to marry me. Mary, you're proceeding from facts to emotion. And are you just going to stand there and not do anything? Senator, call up some of those fancy generals who are always hending for promotions. They can get John out of this. Well, it's hard for me to believe my ears. You'd ask me to use my high office to get John off. Yes, I certainly would. The Germans are back to their wives and sweethearts. The Italians are back. The Japanese are back. The only woman in the whole world who's been kept apart from the man she loves is me. Who won the darn war anyhow? Now, now, Mary, listen to reason. I've been criticizing the war department for years. I can't ask a favor. The instance of poor management. Well, that's no satisfaction to Mary. Well, it is to me. I wouldn't like you to use influence, sir. Well, thank you, at least, John. Oh, I need a drink. Mary, honey, you mustn't take it this way. I wouldn't like you to use your influence, sir. Oh, go away, go away. Oh, Mary, please. Go away. But where are you going? I'm going out for some fresh air, alone. This place is getting too stuffy for me. Don't mind if I do. Oh, no, dear. Why don't you go to a movie and relax? The doorman downstairs said he saw you in the newsreel yesterday. Really? Uh-huh. Where? I think he said the paramount. It's a strand. Oh, are you sure, Lieutenant? I'm positive. Well, then we'll go. I wonder what the feature picture is. Don Juan with Earl Flynn. The complete bill starts at 12, 22, 3, 10 and 5, 50, 80. People you invited to the wedding. Oh, oh, how awful. James, we'll just have to send them telegrams and tell them it's postponed. Oh, very well. There's a public stenographer down in the lobby. I'll dictate them. Come along, Phyllis. Pleased to meet you, Lieutenant. Pleasure's all mine. I've never met a senator before. Better wait here for marriage, John. Yes, yes, I will. You know these women. Oh, well, let's plan on having dinner together. Thank you, sir. Goodbye, Lieutenant. For 10 minutes' work. That's a little more than they're paying at the strand, isn't it? What's playing at the P-258? What are you two guys trying to cook up? I told you. You don't think I fell for it, do you? A mining business in Nevada? James, nothing's wrong with her. You're not just an usher there, you know. I'm the balcony major. There's no nonsense at the strand about whether you went to West Point or not. You two guys don't fool me a bit. And you didn't fool me overseas, either. Didn't have any dames, huh? What about London and what about Lily? Lily? Not with Lily, didn't you? All the time I'm in there pitching. You're giving me the needle. You didn't. You dog faces left two weeks ahead of me. Okay, take the bottle. And would you mind going out through the kitchen? No, no, no. I'm looking for Sergeant John Lawrence. I'm John Lawrence. Oh, you are? Well, I'm from the American Red Cross. I guess you can come in, Mrs. Lawrence. Mr. Beechwood, I understood. I was to call at the Red Cross tomorrow. She's still kissing him. He's a good friend. Yesterday? She came on the Queen Mary. Oh, we take very good care of our war brides. The Harvard Club suggested you might be reached here. Oh, when you didn't meet her yesterday, Mrs. Lawrence was terribly upset. Oh, I thought they were sending me back to England. Yes, she struck our Mr. Abernathy with a small suitcase. Oh, but you've been ever so calm, Mr. Beechwood. That's quite all right. Goodbye and good luck to you both. Oh, the Red Cross also maintains an information service for prospective mothers. Yes, well, we'll remember that. Thanks again. This is lovely. Well, it's only for six weeks. As long as Freddy's with me. Yeah. Well, um, well, there's been a slight change in our plans, Lily. Shine. You're not going to Reno with Fred. Oh, I'm not. You're going with me. Why don't you take her to some nice, quiet place? It's quiet here. Well, it won't be for long. Fred, will you? Yeah, yeah. Oh, I think New York's just lovely. I do hope it's not something like Western New Jersey. A Republican. I became a senator to get a low license number. My fiancee, Sergeant John Lawrence. So you're the young man the Army's person called? Darling, it's all right. The General's already called the War Department. He phoned from the lobby and they're going to call him right back as soon as they find the roster or something. She knew your serial number just like that. He says it certainly seems like an undue hardship. Now, look, General, that's right, sir. Why, I wouldn't show this boy any more favoritism, Senator. Then I would expect from you. Oh, the General understands perfectly, James. Hello? Yes? I have to go because they can't in Washington. I can't stand in the way of John getting excused. But, but General, sir. Oh, thank you. Thank you. But, but what about the travel roster? No, I didn't enlist for one year or five for as long as my country needs me. And they need me. Don't you want to get married? Doesn't that mean anything to you? It's my duty. Your duty? Who do you think you are, Nathan Hale? Well, live with yourself. You're not going to live with me. I couldn't marry anybody so noble and patriotic. I'd be too impressed. Marry, darling, please. No, yes, John. You just don't want to marry me. I've known since the first ten minutes you were home. You've been distracted and were just plain bored. Well, I've had a lot on my mind. Didn't we agree to get married? I thought you were trapped into it and now you don't know how to get out. Mary, that's not true. You're afraid of my father. Why should anyone be afraid? Otherwise I'm concerned you can go to Nevada. Go on. Who is down there directing a picture. Bill, may I introduce a lovely young star at Lonnie Fortrey, whose hometown is Hollywood. Well, I know Lonnie's father well as a casting director. And I also know Lonnie how proud he is to see you getting places on your own. I used to wonder if I should go away to be discovered. Oh, not at all. Take Eleanor Parker, star of Warner Brothers' new picture, Cage. She was discovered in the audience of the Pasadena Playhouse. What was your first role, Lonnie? Well, I played the piano along with other young musicians. Well, that's a coincidence. Did you know Eleanor Parker wishes she could play the piano? I'll trade that for her dramatic ability. She's magnificent in Cage. A gripping story. The shocking conditions in a woman's prison make a challenging document. I've been happy to get out of the prison clothes she wears in the picture. I know she adores filling 90s and lovely lacy slips. And knows how to keep them lovely. Like so many Hollywood stars, Eleanor Parker insists on gentle luxe flakes care for lingerie and for all her nice things. And so do I, Mr. Kennedy. Colors look wonderful. You couldn't give pretty underthings better or safer care. Luxe flakes are so amazingly gentle. They actually keep colors lovely three times as long. So new looking, you can hardly believe they've been washed at all. I never think it pays to take chances with anything else. Smart girls agree with you. An actual washing test. Back you up. Wrong washing methods soon fade soft colors. Weak and delicate fabrics. That's why so many Hollywood stars insist on luxe flakes. They know their nice things are safe with luxe care. No other soap. No other washing product is kinder to colors. Anything safe in water is safe in luxe flakes. Luxe care gives all nice things that lovely luxe look. Thank you for coming tonight, Lonnie Fortrey. We pause now for station identification. This is CBS, the Columbia Broadcasting System. And Patricia Neil is married. Sorry, you have to be subjected to all this, General. Oh, say, I married all three daughters. This is nothing. No, fine, Senator. We'll go to the Strand. The Strand? Yes, the senator wants to see himself in the newsreel. When you go to the movies, where do you sit? Upstairs or down? I think it's interesting where different people like to sit. I can see my poor wife. Well, I got a baby boy. He's hiding someplace. Hiding? Oh, what do I do now about the divorce? You can't find your wife. You have to wait seven years. What was the last thing? Well, he went to get his ticket. And you know how long that can take. Now, dear, this was just a lover's quarrel. And if I... Well, it wasn't where there was a staple in Nevada. But he explained about... This is not the John I sent overseas. That John would have dragged me to Nevada by the hair if necessary. Oh, you're not being reasonable. For the other John would have thought so. Oh, do stop referring to him as two different Johns. Carry him or not. Well, unfortunately, there's an article of war which says... I'll leave her alone. No, I appreciate what you've done, General Biddle. Separating immediately isn't exactly love's young dream. Have your honeymoon on your way to Nevada. You see, your young man's entitled to five days' travel time. So what do you think of your old father now, eh? The thing you just wouldn't understand. You're dumb. He didn't have to. Then how do you know? Harry feels that John should have insisted that she go to Nevada. But how could he? They will soon find out, won't they? John won't marry it. You just see if he backs out. No. Can you think of a better way to find out? Well, I'm not going to find out that way. He'd be too humiliating. Let him go to Nevada. I'll soon get a letter saying he's changed his mind. I don't think you'd say that, but... Come in. Oh, come in, John. Come in, Mr. Taylor. Wish we sat in the orchestra. Oh, where are some of his lungs? Show me the way to go home. Did anyone show them? Time to your train leave, John. Well, 9.30. Well, we can have dinner here, and I'll take you to the station. Well, I'd rather you didn't marry. You see, the whole squad will be there. It'll be kind of embarrassing. Oh, no. No, no, no. Kissing in railroad stations. I get a little self-conscious, don't you? I like it. If you think you ought to go, then go. You know what I was thinking? Yes, sir. Exactly. No, sir, it isn't. And after you get back, you can have a real wedding. Oh, yes, we could, sir. I don't mind a big wedding. That is if it suits Mary. Well, dear. Dad, you said you had a surprise for it. What is it? A surprise. Well, there? John, a soldier can get married in one day with the jump in my car and off to Nevada. We even figured out the hotels. You can stop that on the way. Yes, you can thank General Biddle for everything. Thank you, sir. Well, you'd better start packing, Mary. Oh, that won't take me long. What's everybody looking at me for? That doesn't suit you. Well, I was only thinking of it from Mary's angle, living out there in some room, and my coming in only once a week. Mary doesn't seem to be objecting. Oh, I'd love you to do it, Mary, but if you want a big wedding, and I know your mother does, then maybe the best thing would be just to wait till I come back. That's his answer. Sorry, Mary, I was mistaken. I guess I was mistaken, too. Well, John, I guess the quicker the goodbyes, the less embarrassment. It was nice knowing you. It was nice knowing you, too, Fred. Thank you. No matter how this looks, you'll have to take my word for it. I do love you. Would you do me this one last courtesy? Please leave. If you don't go immediately, I'll tell you who she is. She's my wife. That's who she is. Get her to America. He saved my life. I wanted to do him a favor. Could I help her if he had a baby with just one little lie? General's in war departments until I don't know where it's going to stop. It's gotten so Mary doesn't believe I love her. I do love you, Mary. I stopped loving you for one single minute. I know this is asking a great deal, but will you stand by until I straighten things out? Then we'll get married. Would you please, Mary? I don't know. Marriage seems to be a simple convenience to you. To me, it's something sacred. Oh, it is to me, too. If I'd only had time to think things out more clearly, all this never would have happened. Oh, I do hope you believe he's telling the truth. He only married me to bring me out to Freddie. I don't believe you. If there's been anything wrong between you, John, and me, may I drop dead on this very spot. What do you say, Mary? I'll go with you, John. Mary. I'd go any place with you. To the end of the world. And for heaven's sake, why didn't you explain all this to me the day before yesterday when I came back from Washington? I couldn't. He didn't have his clothes on, father. A lovely letter from his mum to Lily and tell her I'll... How about you feel better? There's a shower in Hollywood. We just say, uh, heavy dew here in California, Lily. Oh, I don't mean rain, John. This was an engagement shower for a script girl at 20th Century Fox, given by several of the stars for whom she's worked. Marino Harris' gift was a pair of downy soft wool blankets in Camellia Pink. And Maureen added, as a special touch, a box of luxe flakes. There's nothing safer for blankets. Gentle luxe flakes' care leaves them soft and fluffy. What thought of luxe when she saw her own blankets being washed last week before they were put away for the summer? She insists on luxe flakes' care for blankets, curtains, and slip covers, as well as for her personal things. This is good blanket washing weather all over the country. If blankets are put away fresh and clean, there's less danger from mom. Here's the way blankets are handled in Maureen O'Hara's home. They're washed quickly in extra-rich, loop-warm luxe suds, then rinsed three times in water the same temperature as the suds. Then they're hung in the shade over several parallel lines and shaken from time to time to fluff up the nap. No other soap, no other washing product is safer for washable woolens. Get a big box of luxe flakes tomorrow. Give your blankets, all your nice washables, that lovely luxe look. Now, here's Mr. Keely with our stars. If Ronald Reagan and Patricia Neal will step down stage at the Footlights, I know the audience is waiting to demonstrate how much they loved John Love's marriage. Full surprise for you. It has something to do with your closing show, doesn't it, Bill? Yes, we have a wonderful show next Monday to close a very happy and successful season. And I'm flying back to Hollywood myself for the occasion. The audience will miss the luxe radio theater even for eight weeks, Bill. But I'm glad Patricia and I got back from the East in time to be in on part of this season. This is our pleasure trip to New York, Ronnie. Business for the Screen Actors Guild. Patricia, you were in North Carolina, weren't you? Yes, Ronnie. At the premiere of the new Warner Bros. Picture Bright Leaf. It's about the great tobacco families and their fortunes. So naturally, it was held in Raleigh, North Carolina. Everyone had a delightful time. I hope you always put in a box of luxe flakes when you travel, Pat. I certainly do. Luxe flakes are a must when a girl travels, Bill. What's your new Warner Bros. Picture about, Ronnie? Was the title storm warning referred to tropical hurricanes? No, it's a different type of storm and even more exciting, the kind of storm that conflicts between people can create. And speaking of excitement, Bill, isn't it time now for you to tell us about the closing night and the luxe radio theater season? All right, Patricia. Next week, we'll bring you one of your favorite screen comedies from the studios of Metro Golden Mare. The leading roles will be played by two of your luxe radio theater favorites. Two of today's top Hollywood stars who made their first dramatic radio broadcast from the stage of the Luxe Radio Theater. That delightful romantic team, Van Johnson and June Allison. And the play is their great screen success. The bride goes wild. In selecting the play, I wanted something especially appropriate for this time of the year, and I think we have it. A combination for our closing show of the season next Monday night. We wouldn't miss it, Bill, and I understand there will be something special for you personally to mark the completion of your fifth year as producer of the Luxe Radio Theater. Good night. Good night. Good night. We'll see you both soon again. Luxurious beauty bath. Screen stars say there's nothing like luxe toilet soap in the big bath size. The charming young star, Wanda Hendrick, says, this new bath cake makes my daily bath more luxurious than ever. The creamy, active lather leaves skin softer, smoother, gives me all over luxe loveliness, and the perfume is delightful, a flower-like fragrance that clings. You too will enjoy this satin smooth bath cake Wanda Hendrick recommends. The lather is so rich and abundant, even in hardest water. See, if you don't step from your luxe toilet soap beauty bath, relaxed and refreshed, sure of charm. Next time you shop, be sure to get this new bath size. Remember yourself why 9 out of 10 screen stars use luxe toilet soap. Luxe Flakes, join me in inviting you to be with us again next Monday evening when the Luxe Radio Theater presents Van Johnson and June Allison in The Bride Goes Wild. This is William Keely bidding you good night. Heard in our cast tonight where Herbert Bygren has spread, Alan Reed as McKinley and Bill Johnstone, Constance Cavendish, Leonard Audley, George Neese, Herbert Butterfield and Eddie Maher. Our play was adapted by SH Barnett and our music was directed by Louis Silvers. This program has come to you with the good wishes of the makers of Luxe Flakes. The safe gentle care recommended 33 to 1 by makers of nice washables. This is your announcer John Milton Kennedy, reminding you to join us again next Monday night to hear The Bride Goes Wild starring Van Johnson and June Allison. Stay tuned for my friend Irma, which follows over these same stations.