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The FW Fitch Company makers of Fitch's shampoo presents the Fitch bandwagon with Elliott Lewis, Walter Tetley, Janine Roos and Whitfield, Robert North, Walter Sharpen is music and starring Alice Faye and Phil Harris. Ten days ago, the board of directors of the Fitch Company met in their office in Des Moines, Iowa to decide on gifts to be sent to the stockholders of the company. Now let's go back ten days and look in on the meeting. Mr. FW Fitch is speaking. Gentlemen, we've decided on presents for all our stockholders except one. What are we going to get for Phil Harris? But FW, he's only got one share of stock. Why do we have to get him anything? Ah, that's not the Christmas spirit. WZ Phil Harris is entitled to a present. Don't you agree, JR? Huh? What's that? Did somebody say something? I said we ought to send Phil Harris the Christmas present. I have a suggestion, FW. Yes? Why don't you send Mr. Harris a bust of you? Oh, I couldn't do that. I couldn't do that. WZ would seem awfully hammy of me. No, I couldn't give Harris a bust of me as a Christmas present. Well, I don't see why not. That's what you gave us last year. Did I give you a bust of me last year? Last year. The year before and the year before that. I have 19 busts of you in my house. Really? Well, well, where do you keep them, JR? Well, I... Oh, if I tell him, I'll get canned. Never mind, JR. I think it's an excellent suggestion. I'll send Mr. Harris a bust of me. I'll pack it well in excess. You said yourself it's a little hammy. Ishka-bibble. Let him call me a ham. We'll send the bust. We look into the Harris home where Phil is writing a letter for the children. Hey, look, kids, maybe you'd better write your own letter to Santa Claus. After all, you know, when Santa gets a letter, it should look like it was written by a kid. With your spelling, he couldn't tell the difference. Never mind, Wingy. You have to write to Santa Claus. You write to Santa Claus? He brings us whatever we ask for. I want a doll and a baby carriage, and I want a party dress, and then you scoot. Oh, wait a minute, wait a minute. I'll write it down. Mr. Santa, please bring us a doll, a baby carriage, a party dress, a new scooter, a pool table, and some cute chocolate. Hold it, Master. Hold it. I'm looking for a pool table. If this stuff works, I want to be in on it. Originally, honey, he never fails. On Christmas Eve, he'll land on the roof with his reindeer, slide down the chimney, land in the fireplace, and then with a big, booming voice he'll say, What morning, Philip? I heard that a fire going in that fireplace. Hello, Alice. Hello, children. Oh, Philip, here's a package the postman just gave me. It's for you, and it's from Des Moines, Iowa. Hey, I wonder what it is and who it's from? Well, if it's from Des Moines, it must be from the Fitch Company. And through the brown paper, I can see it's gift wrap, so it must be a gift. And since it's only two weeks before Christmas, it must be a Christmas present. Thank you, J. Edgar Hoover. Mind if I open this? Well, you can't open it till Christmas. Well, I'm just taking the outside wrapping off. Hey, look how pretty it's gift wrap. Look, there's a sticker on there, Phil. What does it say? Oh, wait a minute. I'll see. Season's greetings to my favorite entertainer, Phil Harris. From your pal, F.W. Fitch, maker of Fitch's standard remover shampoo and Fitch's new cream shampoo, the only shampoo containing both lanolin and olive oil, you can purchase this shampoo. Oh, what a sneaky way to get into a commercial. He's a cute guy. He had me reading that before I realized what it said. Phil, I just thought of something. You didn't buy Mr. Fitch a Christmas present. Holy smoke. No, I forgot. Well, look, it's not too late. Now listen, if we buy something today and send it out, then he'll get it in time. But now I want to get him something real nice. But what? Well, I have a suggestion, Philip. Why don't you get Mr. Fitch a gift such as I received last year? I found it the most practical of my gifts, and now I just wouldn't be comfortable without one. Yeah, what is it? A flannel night shirt with stocking cap to match. You kid, 23 skidoo and ta-ra-ra, boom, D.A. Don't make fun of him. I know, but a night shirt and a stocking cap, how square can a guy get? I'll tell you what, Phil. I have some Christmas shopping to do. Why don't you meet me in about an hour at SAC's Diff's Avenue and we'll look for something for Mr. Fitch. Oh, yeah. Maybe we'll see a nice smoking jacket or a robe or a calendar. Yeah, we could. Oh, wait a minute, honey, I'll answer the door. Hi, Curly. Hi, hello, Frankie. Hey, Frankie, guess what? Why? I just got a Christmas present from the sponsor. From the sponsor? Ain't that nice of him? You... I didn't get one. Hello, Frankie, how are you? I'm a little hurt. The sponsor sent Curly a present, not me. You know, I'm on the show, too. I know, but that's different, Frankie, after all. Who's the star of the show? Alex, well, let me put it this way. Who's the comedian on the show? Who gets all the laughs? I do. Well, let me frame it this way. Who's the brains of my radio show? You're writers. There must be some way of asking this question so I can come out on top. The present because he's a stockholder of the company. Why a stockholder? They're holding it in trust for me. He doesn't even know how much he has. Hey! Hey, maybe the stock is in that package. I'm gonna open it. No, don't you dare open that until Christmas. I'm leaving now, and don't forget, meet me in an hour's sack. Bye. So long, honey. Goodbye, Alice. Frankie, you don't have to kiss her, too. Either one of you would open that package. Open a package? Oh, we wouldn't think of doing a thing like that. Of course you wouldn't. Well, I hope not. Goodbye. She gone, Curly? Yeah. Package, and I'm gonna open it. Go away with your kid with presents. Yeah, something that I got from my sponsor. What's he selling you something for? Well, he's been listening to the radio shows I've been doing for him, and he sent it to me to show what he thinks of me. That's why. Gee, I can't wait. I wonder what's in his package. Is it ticking? Just what I wanted. Excelsior. Hey, here's the present. What? Let me see. Read it to me. It says, uh, this is a bust of F... Frankie, I just heard our option drop. This is a bust of F-W-5. A combination of Tyrone... Do this for what he's paying us. That's what he was. It's a wonderful gift. Just what I needed. Incidentally, uh, what do you think I ought to send him? Suggested that I get him something maybe like a, you know, like a nice smoking jacket. Oh, Curly, that's too corny. What you send him something personal? Something he can use. Where does he live? Dude, but I was a state. It's a western stuff. Oh, boy, dude. Look, Frankie, he's a businessman. I've seen him on and out there. Maybe you're right. Sure. Hey, Frankie, I'll tell you, why don't you come along with me to Saxon and you can help Alice and me pick one out? Okay, Curly, let's go. Hey, you want to know something, Frankie? What? I kind of envy Mr. Fitch living in that Indian country. You know, they take things easy out there. Your temper's getting the top hand. All you've got to do is just stop and pass that piece by burying that hatchet like the cock. Oh, it tickles. Oh, it tickles. It'll teach him what to do. I feel a mad as a wet hand. Mad as you can possibly get then. Pass that piece by burying that on the hop. Like those two, you make a Cherokee shifu like two. The little restraint. And wipe off all that war pain. And if you find yourself in a fury, be your own judge and your own curie. Pass that piece by burying that hatchet like the cock. Stick it, stosk, and who'd you give a war to? Bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum. If you were to hover out west, too, you would soon discover it's best to pass that peace-pipe, bury that hatchet like the Cho-Chungo-Chungo-Chattanooga-Chigaro-Doo. In colonial days, you knew the ceremonial ways to pass that peace-pipe, bury that tommy-hawks like those you see of each other, check the dick of these two. The top man on the totem pole, though, if you want to be an all right guy, not among us. Because when you call this grand-to-patchet, that's that peace-pipe, bury that hatchet like the Cho-Chungo-Chicka-Chattanooga-Chigaro-Doo. Here's the spot where we're supposed to meet Alice right here in the men's department. But I don't see her. Do you see her anywhere? No, I don't. Hey, Curly, while we're waiting, why don't we take a look at some cowboy suits? Here in Saks? Hey, do you think they sell that kind of stuff in here? Well, sure. This is a swanky place. We can get a real nice one here. Let's ask that clerk over there. Hey! Pressing me, sir. Everything in menswear? Most sure it is, sir. We have all the necessary accoutrements that are requisite to the sartorial splendor of the impeccably clad. Did he say something? He must have. His mouth was moving. Gentlemen, I merely stated that we have everything in the line of clothing a man could desire. Now, what is it you wish to? I want a cowboy suit. Well, yippee-ay-oh-kay-ay! Sir, huh? Come on, now. Just tell me, let me see some cowboy suits. Oh, yes, of course, sir. And just what sort of cowboy suit would you like? Well, any kind. It's worth a ton, sir. I'm speaking to the long range. Tell me, I just want a regular cowboy suit. I see. I have just the thing for you. A pair of shafts that's already bowed in one leg. Bowed in one leg? Yes. It's for cowboys who ride tight, sir. Say, can I get a straight man to wait on me? Pretty good. Of course, it's $75. So what? $75? This is for the boss. I don't care how much it costs. Money's no object now. Hey, look, I'll take it and you can just charge it, Bob. Well, what's the name, please? Alice Faye. I didn't recognize you. You look much better in pictures, ma'am. Look, just have the gift wrapped, will you? Then I'll stop back for it in a few minutes. Very well. I'll take a few minutes. Thank you, sir. Pretty clever. Hey, look, Frankie, I'll tell you what'll happen. Now, look, I hope Alice isn't going to mind that I went and picked the present out without her, but it's going to be a cute suit. You know, she sort of had her mind set on that smoking jacket. Oh, there you are. What kept you so long? Oh, hello, honey. Well, look, Frankie and I just... I hope you don't mind, but while I was waiting, I bought Mr. Fitch a stunning smoking jacket. Yeah, Alice, but I was going to tell you... I had a gift wrapped and I just know Mr. Fitch will love it. Yeah, but Alice, do you think a smoking jacket is nice enough? Oh, listen, the one I picked is beautiful and Mr. Fitch will adore it. Now, let's go and pick it up so we can mail it. Come on, fellas. Come on, let's hurry. Hey, honey, okay. Go ahead. We're writing back of you. Hey, Frankie, better go back and cancel that cowboy shoe. I don't want to. I'd like it. I think that's what we ought to send. Never mind. Now cancel the suit and go back there and take it back. No, wait a minute. What? Look, I got to get something for William for Christmas, so I'll give him the cowboy suit. Maybe you'll take the hint and go west. Isn't that a stunning creation on that model over there? How'd we get no women's department? Well, I just thought we'd stroll through in case somebody saw something he might want to buy for somebody for Christmas. This kid's as subtle as a sailor with a six-hour pass. Now, honey, I'll tell you what you do. Now, you go ahead and get the smoking jacket, and we'll wait here, and then we'll meet you after you get all finished. All right. Bye. Hey, Frankie. Hey, Alice likes that thing on the model, so I'm going to take this opportunity and get it to her for Christmas. Now, look, you stay here and buy it, and then I'll join Alice so she doesn't suspect anything. Okay, sure. Wait a minute. I'll wait. I want to write out a card to put in. Okay. There. Now, you buy it and put this card in. Okay. Shall I charge this to Alice, too? No. I'll pay for this. I can get it from her later. Yeah, okay, Curly. And I'll pick up the cowboy suit, too. I'll meet you back here. Such is present. All wrapped. Oh, gee. Well, let me have it, and I'll address it, and then I'll mail it for you. Oh, I see. You've been doing a little shopping, Frankie. What have you got in those two packages? Uh, these. Oh, yeah, she's a good-natured schnook. I always get it somewhere. Come on, let's get out of here, because I want to take Mr. Fitch's present over and mail it. Uh, I'll do it for you, Curly. I got to get some stamps. Oh, all right. Thanks, Frankie. Now, look, you mail it, and we'll get you down to the car. Meet us then. Yeah, okay. Wait for me. Gee, I hate to see Curly send Fitch a smoking jacket. Don't show no originality. But if the old boy got a cowboy suit, he'd love Curly's suit. Of course, the only way he could get the cowboy suit would be for me to mail the wrong package. Oh, Remly, what a despicable, conniving thought. I do this. I wish Frankie would hurry. Hey, honey, you know something? Do you think we spent enough for Mr. Fitch's present? Well, it isn't what you spent for a present. It's the thought behind it. Remember, the moon belongs to a smoking jacket. Get through with these two presents for Alice and Willie. Oh, Frankie, now you're spoiled. You always have to do... You weren't supposed to say anything. You bought a present for me, silly. Oh, yes, I did. Here, I might as well give it to you now. But remember, don't open it till Christmas. Oh, I can't wait till Christmas. Now, I just have to open it now. Oh, wait a minute, Willie. That ain't nothing. Oh, look at this. A smoking jacket. Smoking jacket. Oh. But I bought you something else. Oh, those careless clerks. I bought them for Mr. Fitch. Frankie, what package did you mail? Oh, would you excuse me, folks? I gotta get down to the delicatessen and help a guy file awards off the pickles. He's got a ring. Frankie, what did you do? Now, did you mail him the other... What's in this package? Oh, I'd better open it and see. Now, wait a minute, Alice. Don't do that. That's your present. I don't want you... This is my present. Yeah. Do you like it? Sure. It's just what I always wanted. A cowboy suit. A cowboy suit? Frankie. Don't look at me like that, Colonel. Don't look at me like that, Curly. This I didn't plan on. Oh, if I'm a snake, I must have mailed the presents you got for Alice. You sent Mr. Fitch the thing I got for Alice? Oh, no! No! I just received this package from Bill Harris. Now, wasn't it nice of him to send me a Christmas present? If you say so, S.W., what's in it? I don't know, but I'll open it and see. I just can't wait till Christmas. Well, I'll be a... I said S.W., what did he send you? A sheer black negligee. Don't you think that would be a little too chilly for you? Just look at this card he sent with it. What did it say? Here, dreamboat. On you, this will look good. Love? Just a moment. Is your shampoo doing right by you? Yes, is your shampoo doing right by you? My shampoo lathers all right, but it doesn't remove my dandruff. I've tried one shampoo after another. They all suds up and rinse out, but I still have dandruff. If your shampoo is letting you down when it comes to removing dandruff, switch to Fitch. Fitch is dandruff remover shampoo. It's guaranteed to remove all dandruff. Medical authorities say there are two kinds of dandruff. One is loose and flaky. It's the unsightly kind. The other clings to the scalp. It's the invisible, irritating kind. If your present shampoo is doing only half the job, removing only part of your dandruff, remember Fitch removes both kinds completely. So be free of unsightly dandruff. Be free of invisible, irritating dandruff. Yes, be free of all embarrassing dandruff. Fitch is the only shampoo who's guaranteed to remove dandruff with first application is backed by one of the world's largest insurance firms. So switch to Fitch at drug counters, barber and beauty shops. Ask for Fitch's dandruff remover shampoo. Fitch shampoo does right by you. What did you and Frankie open the Christmas present Mr. Fitch sent you? Well, we had to open it. Frankie said it was the only way I could show that I had the Christmas spirit. What do you mean? Well, I had to find out how much Fitch spent on me, so I'd know how much to spend on him. That's the Christmas spirit. Next week when the FW Fitch Company again brings you the Fitch Bandwagon with Alice Faye and Phil Harris. This program was written by Ray Singer and Dick Chevrolet, directed by Paul Phillips. Alice Faye appears to the courtesy of 40th Century Fox. The part of Frankie was played by Elliot Lewis. Why let a song be your style, you bitch? The shinier hair uses Fitch's new cream shampoo. It's made with both lanolin and olive oil. Lanolin to soften olive oil for sparkling highlights. Thrive Fitch's cream shampoo. Bill Foreman speaking. This is NBC, the national broadcasting company.