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Now, Wrigley's Spearman Chewing Gum brings you Luigi as he writes another letter describing his adventures in America to his mama-basco in Italy. Dear mama-mommy, there's one thing I'm crazy about, and that's the holidays in America. There's one noisy holiday here in Mamma Mia, it's the Fourth of July, which is Celebrate America's Independence from England. That's right, the Mamma Mia. England is once on America, but she's a no-cure-keep-up-of-the-payments. But right now is a double holiday, Easter and a ross is a birthday. Who want to know bigger secret, the Mamma Mia? I'm going to save up $40 since January, and this Sunday I'm going to make a big Easter dinner and invite all of my school friends, and a Pasquale and a ross. You see, this dinner is also going to be surprise party for Rasa, and don't ask me, Mamma Mia, how old is she? When I'm asking Pasquale, he says she's almost 30, but when I'm going to look around in the middle, I think she's almost 60, and I'm going to buy Rasa a beautiful birthday present to surprise her, and with the rest of the money I'm going to buy enough for food for everybody so they shoot a buster, but right now, Mamma Mia, I'm going to my night to school and invite all of my friends to my Easter dinner, so I'm going to hardly wait for them to tell them. All right, so don't worry about it. Quiet glass, I'll call the roll. Mr. Basco? I'm here. Mr. Howard? Yeah? Mr. Olsen? Mr. Schultz? Hippily-hop, hippily-hop, hippily-hop. Mr. Schultz, stop that. Oh, thank you, Miss Pauling. At my age, I'm getting too hippy to hop. I want smile, fellow boobers. Let's eat on Easter spirit. Well, friends, before I forget, I want everybody to know you are invited for my big Easter dinner, and this is Sunday. Oh, how nice. Oh, Luigi, that's nice, but won't it be too much trouble for you? After all, Luigi, you have no wife to cook. I'm going to worry, friends, I'm not going to cook myself. Luigi's going to dive into the pressure cooker and set himself for 30 minutes. Don't be so impulsive with that dinner, Luigi. Making a meal for a lot of people is no zinge. Well, then don't worry about me. I'm wonderful at cooking, Schultz. And I'm saved up for so much money. Nobody's got to eat for two days before the dinner. Well, thank you, Mr. Basko. At this time, however, I think we should begin the lesson. Class, today I'm going to review some of the more troublesome grammar rules. Mr. Harowitz, you may tell us the plural of calf. Calfs. In the plural, the F changes to B-E-S. Good. Mr. Basko, the plural of jacket. Jacket. Mr. Schultz, the word pants. Pants? Yes, is it singular or plural? Both, it's singular on top and plural on... You may tell him the answer. I will be happy to. The word pants is always plural. Then how about if we had trousers? That's always plural, too. Him and I can't buy a suit with one pair of pants in display. All right, Mr. Schultz. Mr. Olsen, that was very good. Now let us go on to verbs. Mr. Basko, you may name the two types of verbs. What is it? Active and passive. Mr. Harowitz, define them. With pleasure. An active verb shows action. A passive verb shows passion. Harowitz, where did you learn that? Yeah, and where can we get a hold of that verb? Please, now will somebody tell us the difference between an active verb and a passive verb? Mr. Schultz. All right. The active verb ain't passive, and the passive verb ain't active. I'm in no mood for jokes. I'll give you a zero for that answer. I'm in no mood for bargaining. I'll take it. Mr. Olsen, you tell him. To be sure. The active verb denotes the subject that's acting. The passive verb denotes the subject that's acted upon. Correct. Now, Mr. Basko, give a sentence. Would you give a sentence illustrating each type of verb? How'd I... Sentence it with the active verb. Come now and invite the Holy Classes to my Easter party. This is Sunday. The pleasure don't bring a nothing, because I'm not going to supply all the food. There's going to be plenty of wine, the potatoes, the milk, the pies. Pleasure come at 6 o'clock, a shopper, shopper. 6 o'clock, a shopper. Thank you. Is that one sentence, Mr. Basko? Find Charles Hancock on the bottom, and you've got the Declaration of Independence. Smile, Mr. Spalding. He really wants us for his Easter dinner. Can't you see? Well... Now, please come, Mr. Spalding, because besides the big Easter parties, he's also going to be the biggest surprise party for us. Well, I'd like to. Sunday, did you say? Here, please come, Mr. Spalding. I'm a server for $40 to make sure there's going to be enough food for everybody. Now, how could anybody refuse him, Mr. Spalding? He's like the Marshall player looking for countries. Well, sure. I'll be glad to come. Good. Hi, girl. Now, you fellas, pick your own. Mr. Schultz. I'm not going to buy turkey and lots of the crumbs that'll be... Crumbs are better. That's the sauce. Crumbs are better. Oh, wonderful, because last Thanksgiving, you know, the cranberry sauce was so delicious, the turkey ate it up before we did. I'd be happy, friends. We're going to have it a wonderful time. Mr. Basko, does Mr. Pascuali know you're making this surprise party for Rosa? Oh, no, no. Please, please, don't let nobody tell him. After school, I'm going to invite him and Rosa to the party. Luigi, how much money did you say he was going to spend on food? Well, I'm going to get $40 for Rosa's present and $30 for the food. Uh-uh. There's not going to be enough for sure. For six normal people, that's plenty. But with Rosa's appetite included, bring your own sandwiches, kiddie. Stop eating and pay attention. All right, Papa. Now, look, baby, I don't want you to invite anybody to your birthday party. It's a just for Luigi. You mean I can't come, Papa? Oh, stop. I mean, Luigi's are going to be the only guest. Oh. And can you guess why Luigi's are going to be the only one invited to my daughter? Sure. Do what you did last year as a birthday cake when you ate up all the candles. Look, Bambina, I want you to dress up especially nice for your party. We have that black, shiny dress that makes you look as killer yet. Oh, Papa, can't... Makes you look like a Mexico. What a nice and romantic party is it going to be, just the three of us. And after a while, I'm going to tip a toe out and go to the movies. Oh! What's the matter? What are you belly-acking about? Oh, wait! And Luigi's are coming. Go in the kitchen before you spoil everything. All right, Papa. What was the school today? Oh, that's pretty good. Hey, your heads are getting bigger. Huh? Where do you brain? It must have gained 10 or 12 pounds since you started pushing education inside. No, what am I saying? I'm coming to invite you to a big Easter dinner that I'm giving this Sunday. Huh? Luigi, that's a funny thing, but I was going to invite you to a party this Sunday. You? What? Who else are you going to invite to Pasquale? Just you. Pasquale, what are you talking about? No, you've got to come to my party. I'm invited to lots of people. I don't care. You've got to come to mine. No, Pasquale, the whole thing is crazy. Hey, you've got to come to my party. No, you must come to my party. No, wait a minute, Pasquale, because I'm already invited. All of my school friends are misspalling it too. And we're going to have a big Easter dinner all together. Big dinner with everybody. I want just the three of us. Yeah, but are you going to be there, Pasquale? Well, in fact, I'm saved for three months for this party, Pasquale, and I'm going to get $40 a cash. I don't care for you. $40. Yeah. Let me see the money. Yeah, sure, here. Let me hold it, man. That's all right for $40. Well, thanks, Luigi. This pays for last December's rent. No, no, no, Pasquale, you can't... No, no, Pasquale, I'm a promise to you. Everything I'm holding... Sorry, Luigi. I'm sorry in the landlords' union. We've got a very strict rule. The NTG. NTG, what's that? No trust for greenhorns. No, but Pasquale, how am I going to pay for my estate dinner? What am I going to tell all my friends? Tell them whatever you want to tell them. Tell them you're not a Democrat or a Republican. You're a man without a party. Before we return to life with Luigi, here's a suggestion that'll make your daily activities more pleasant and enjoyable. Carry a package of delicious wriggly spear mint gum with you. Chew a stick from time to time. It's really good to get your teeth your teeth into a smooth piece of wriggly spearmint. The lively spearmint flavor freshens your mouth and gives you extra enjoyment and satisfaction. It makes whatever you're doing more enjoyable. So when you start out your day, tuck a package of wriggly spearmint chewing gum in your purse or pocket. Be set to enjoy a stick of wriggly spearmint any time and any place. Get a few packages of refreshing, delicious wriggly spearmint chewing gum. Now, let's turn to page two of Luigi Vasco's letter to his mother in Italy. Well, my mommy at Pasquale took away my $40 and I'm no going to make it the biggest dinner for my friends. I'm so mad at Pasquale. I'm going to tell him what is the foreign, and I'm going to feel terribly. First, I'm going to talk to him, maybe I'm going to tell him my friends and stop everything, but then I'm going to talk to him and have a better idea. I'm going to get all of the food and the credit. So I'm going to go to us, throw us a fruit of stuff first. Hello, I start, you mind if I'm going to get some of the fruit from you? Unaccredited. For you, Luigi, any time. Yes, have an apple. Oh, apple. And now I'm going to like it to make up of the order. Order? Oh, okay, what is it? Well, I'm going to like the 10-pound apples, 15-pound grapes, 8-pound pears, six dozen of bananas, and a 12-pound nuts. Hey, what are you doing, Luigi, making a 10-pound picture? I don't mind giving you credit on fruit if you're hungry, but when you start throwing parties for the zoo. Oh, I'm, I'm not making a party for the zoo, I'm making a bigger party for my friends. I'm just sorry, Luigi, for parties I've got no credit. After all, I'm running this fruit market for profits. You think bananas and oranges and apples grow on trees? All right, thank you, Astral. Don't mention it. Hello, Mr. Warner. How's the butcher business? Oh, pretty good, Basko. What can we do for you today? Well, Mr. Warner, I'm making a bigger Easter dinner tomorrow, and I'm going to get... Ah, I've got just the thing, Basko, a 20-pound turkey fit for a king. Isn't that nice? That's a beautiful... I'll go ahead and charge it. Oh, I'm sorry, Basko, that's against company rules. But if you're short on cash, I'll be glad to okay your check. That's no good. My check is a short on the cash, too. Oh, I'm sorry, Basko. I'm more sorry than you. Why does it no use? I'm not going to call off the party, but I'm not going to never to call them up. I'm too ashamed. I think I'm going to sit down at the parking bench. Excuse me, mister. Huh? Do you mind if I sit down next to you? Be my guest. All right, thank you. Thank you. Mamma mia, what am I sure to do? Call off with the party. No call off, no call off, no call off. Call them off, no call off. But would you like a daisy friend to help you make up your mind? Excuse me, I'm... I'm a talker to myself. You ever talk it to yourself? Oh, brother, don't remind me. What's your trouble? Drink? Uh-huh, how do you know? I could tell. We're the same type, soft inside, and no willpower. Well, tell me about it. Well, it's not only drinks, but it's also food and a fruit. Huh? Yeah, and a birthday cake and a present and a non-nuts. What? Look, friend, maybe you'd better talk to yourself. No, please, please, help me. I'm always the savor for my money, for the party, for my friends, but then if somebody's to take it away, I'm not gonna feed them, and I'm ashamed to call them up and to tell them about it. Did you say they were your friends? Uh-huh. Then your problem is solved. What? Because a friend is your friend, true blue to the end, food or no food. I know, because I had a friend. My mother. She never fed me, never gave me no food, but still I was her friend. At the watch of you, you're your Mamma Mia. That's right. Mother, wherever you are, I want you to know we're still friends. I ain't changed at all. I'm still hungry. Go, friend, go, give you a party, invite your friends, say nothing, and they'll enjoy themselves with friendship. Oh, thank you, oh, thank you, you make me feel good all over, and I'm gonna back it up to my antique shop, fix it up nice and pretty, and then goodbye, give them my regards to you, Mamma. Thanks, friend. Oh, look, maybe you want to come to my party, too? Are you kidding? You ain't got nothing to eat. What kind of a party is this? There's no food. I'm surprised, Shobh. Now, don't say anything. He feels terrible enough. She's coming out of the kitchen. All right, everybody, since this is the party, it's Luigi's idea. I propose a toast to the whole. May he find in America happiness, health, and wealth. Minus 20% for the government. Diamond click, Luigi. Thank you, frenzy. You are so wonderful. Mamma, Mamma, what a proposal to toast to. Luigi, I don't mind all this toasting, but ain't the champagne a little weak? Well, it's not the champagne, it's the salsa. What's the difference? You're sure salsa or champagne? Yeah, after all, what salsa is not champagne that's given blood? Yeah, it's funny. Yeah, it's a little funny. And it is. Why don't we all sing a song? Oh, yeah, that's a wonderful idea. All right, what song should we sing? How about Turkey in the Straw? Oh, right now I'll settle for a beanie and a bun. Please, Mr. Schultz, how about shrimp boats that are coming? Oh, I'm sorry, Mr. Basto. That's all right, Mrs. Puddinger. Even I wasn't thinking about that. Who's the Trud, the overalls, and the Mrs. a monthly soup? Rosa, today we teach a Luigi a bigger lesson. He's a friend that came for a feast, and they're going to have a fast. But pounding over there, you think Luigi got food someplace? Eh, this sound better investigator. Watch the rest around, Rosa. Stubborn little cabbage pus. Gives me nothing but a trouble and a headache. Since I am part of the impromptu, my life is just a one of big aspirin. Luigi's are putting up with the hand like he's going to make a big speech. I better open up the door a little. Mr. Francis, isn't I used to pretend that we all are having a lot of fun? I'm not going to tell you something. I'm not going to make a confession. Never mind the confession. Bring on the food. After the trouble is showed, I'm not going to have enough food. Luigi, you're joking, eh? That Luigi is pulling our leg. The way I feel now, if he pulled my leg, my stomach would drop out. Oh, he's just suffering the good. Mr. Vasco, what happened to the $40 you had? Pascuali is a talker for the rent and money. Why, tell us. No, no, please, please. Mama, I don't want to talk about it. But Mr. Vasco, didn't you tell Mr. Pascuali that this party was to be a surprise birthday celebration for his daughter? What? Well, I know Miss Pudding. Well, he's hurt to me so much, I don't even want to tell him. Huh? Mama got no food or no birthday cake for Farrosha and no present. I could kill that Pascuali. What's he talking about? I could have killed myself. Oh, I'm the stupidest thing that I've ever lived. I'm a mean, terrible rotten, stupid. Right now, if I was a twins, I'd have stopped talking to myself before good. What am I going to do? I've got to make it up to Luigi. I know. Farrosha. Get down. Put on your apron and get in the kitchen. Are we going to cook them a dinner that would sink in a Queen Mary? The Papa, why? Don't ask him no questions just to warm up at the oven. I've got to make a food for Luigi. He's going to have enough for a hundred years. Stop looking so depressed. Sure, so what if he don't eat? Who isn't so important? And besides, we're not too hungry. For me, sure. I'm too weak to answer. Oh, that's the most little you can do, so why don't we start party? Hey, say, Luigi, everybody, listen, I've got a great big idea. Instead of one big Easter party, we're going to have three or four little ones in a row. If only anyone's in a row, what do you mean? Well, we'll have like a round robin. In my house, we eat appetizer. I know what you mean, Horamit. That's a wonderful idea. Appetizer in your house, the entree in my house. Dessert in my house? In my house, my cabinet of soda. How am I going to thank you for such wonderful idea? Luigi, I'm the happiest man in the world I thought of it. Go ahead, eat, eat. Yeah, but that's the dishes. What do you call it? It's called a four spice, chopped liver. It's very tasty, Mr. Horowitz. What is your wife's recipe? Sorry, Miss Folding. That's an international secret. Rosario, put the meatballs. Well, I fixed these pies. It turned up the flame. They must be starved in Luigi's install by now. All right, Papa. And Rosa, don't eat anything. Oh! I bet if they saw these meatballs, they'd go crazy. Papa, what do you think happened to me? Mr. Schultz, this turkey is wonderful. Oh, they were superb. A gourmet delight. Very good, Schultz. Very good. Yeah, I made it so much, I think I'm going to bust it. So what's the happy explosion between friends? How's the spaghetti, Rosa? Almost a copter. Almost, Papa. Miss Lesany is going to give them a Easter dinner. They never go to forget it. Rosa, stop looking that way at the pizza. Rosa, listen. Right next door is a five starvin' of people waiting for all this food. And we owe Luigi a lot for the wrong we did to him. Besides, Rosa, why you keep looking at me so funny? I can't help it, Papa. I'm friends. I'm home. I don't know what to say. I'm so full up. I would have thanked them. So full of food. Oh, Miss Spaulding, you make it wonderful coffee. Well, I did the least. Mr. Olsen, this dessert tastes just heavenly. How did this boil? Olsen, what do you call it? It looks like a pan of cakes. In Sweden, we call it platter. Back home, many families eat it, especially on Thursdays with pea soup. Oh, with a pea soup? Hannah, this is sauce. I said that to the dishes. So what do you call that? There was lingonberries. In Sweden, we use it just like applesauce. Go on, Olsen. Keep on talking. I feel like I'm eating a dessert with a travel log. You know, friends? I'm so full now. I feel like I ate in the 1953s. Yeah, me too. If anybody mentioned food to me now, I think I would float away. Well, enough, friends. So please, maybe we all go back to my old shop and we'll just sit back and relax. And maybe just talk. Yeah, it's a good idea, Luigi. Let's go. Shorts, get up. Impossible. I think the automobile club will have to tow me to Luigi's store. Hi, is it just so nice to sit down here and rest? Oh, it's your fault. Oh, we enjoyed a feast for a king by Goldie. Yeah, this is one Easter I'll never forget. Dot food. No, please, don't mention food. It gives my stomach a headache. Come on in. Sitting around, everybody. A happy Easter. Look at what I got. The food. That's the money. You all died from starvation. Please, go away. Oh, oh, oh. Oh, gracias. Gladius spaghetti, meatballs, pizza. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. You know, we was all that went out, then hand in hand, we was eating in each other's houses. Yeah, we had the door-to-door feast. What? Oh, no. Oh, yeah. Go away, pastoral, and take everything with you. Well, it's a serve of me right. I deserve everything. Well, I must tell you two things. I only think I'm a feel bad about the noises. I'm gonna get a rossa, but they're present if I'm out of my rossa I would have given you anything you wanted. Hey, you hear that the rossa anything and what do you want? I can't be bothered with the money, huh? You're right Papa. Anything a rossa. Wonderful feast this Easter and after all even rosses have got a big but they're present Seven and a half pounds to be exact I Wasn't a hurry to have wonderful idea Mamma Mia. What is it called around Robin? And a mama Mia when you get this letter make yourself a little guest classic coffee Because I'm gonna have a summer cake and we're gonna have our own round robin together You love it a son Luigi basco a little emigrant Friends the makers of Wrigley's fair mint chewing gum Hope you enjoyed tonight's episode of life with Luigi and they want to remind you that chewing Wrigley's spearmint gum is an Inexpensive enjoyable way to sweeten your breath and help keep your mouth feeling fresh and clean You see Wrigley's spearmint gum is made to give you real long-lasting chewing enjoyment It's smooth and good to chew on the flavor is delicious and satisfying and at the same time It's a long-lasting aid to pleasant mouth freshness So chew a few sticks of Wrigley's spearmint every day as millions do see how good it makes your mouth feel and see how enjoyable that pleasant chewing is Get a few packages of Wrigley's spearmint chewing gum healthful refreshing delicious The makers of Wrigley's spearmint chewing gum invite you to be sure to listen next week of this time when Luigi basco writes another letter To his mama basco in Italy life with Luigi as a Psy Howard production Pat Burton is associate producer The script is written by Mack Benoff and Lou Derman and directed by mr. 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