 The Kraft Foods Company presents Harold Perry as the Great Gilder Sleeve. The Great Gilder Sleeve is brought to you by the Kraft Foods Company makers of Parquet Margarine. Millions of women all over America serve Parquet because it tastes so good. Why, Parquet tastes like it should cost twice as much. To market, to market, to get some Parquet. Home again, home again, try it today. You like it, you love it like millions who say their favorite margarine. P-A-R-K-A-Y Parquet Margarine made by Kraft. Well, the Great Gilder Sleeve is facing the new year with a big problem on his mind. Adeline, Adeline. Yes, that's his problem. Adeline Fairchild is charming bride-to-be. One of the reasons the Great Man and Adeline decided to get married was so they could adopt the little baby girl the Gilder Sleeve family's been taking care of lately. Well, the baby is back with her father now, but Adeline is still very much there. So, to marry or not to marry, that is the question. Yes. It's enough to make a man pace the floor. Adeline's a wonderful woman. She'd make a fine wife. But do I really want to get married? I don't know. Anyhow, it wouldn't be fair to back out of it right now, just because the baby's gone. It'd be nice to be married, I think. But I've been a bachelor too long to change now. Hello, birdie. You all right, Miss Gilder Sleeve? What? Oh, sure, I'm all right. Oh, thought I heard you walking up and down in here. Walking up and down? Well... I hope dinner didn't disagree with you. No, I feel fine. Yes, sir. But you look kind of worried. Sure there's nothing bothering you. Bother me? Of course not. Well, you sure look worried. Something wrong with the water department? Birdie, there is nothing wrong. Yes, sir. But you sure look worried. There must be something bothering you. Believe me, Birdie, there is nothing bothering me. In fact, I'm all right. I'm happy. Yes, sir. I am very happy. Yes, sir. I'm just about the happiest man in the whole world. Yes, sir. For the happiest man in the world, you sure look worried. Ah, sure feel worried too. I'll have to make up my mind pretty soon. That line must think it's funny. I haven't mentioned the marriage all week. She hasn't said anything either. I guess she's waiting for me. Hi, Aunt. Hello, Leroy. What are you doing? What? What are you walking around the room for? I'm in training, Leroy. I'm going out for the low hurdles in the Olympic games. What's something? Not right now, Leroy. It's awfully important. Not right now, I told you. I've got a problem. You've got a problem? Huh? Nothing, my boy. What's your trouble? Well, Elmer's lonesome. Elmer? My turtle. Oh, my goodness. He hasn't been eating lately. I think he's lonesome up in my room all day by himself. What do you want me to do? Go up there and sit with him? Well, I thought I might buy another turtle to keep him company. Well, we'll see. I saw a swell turtle downtown for only 75 cents. Leroy, we'll talk about it some other time. But, Aunt. The subject is closed. I've got other things on my mind right now. But what about Elmer? Elmer will just have to work this thing out for himself. But, Aunt. Leroy. Okay. A turtle. A lonesome turtle. Elmer doesn't know when he's well off. I better stop this. I'm wearing out the rug. Aunt. What? Have you seen my movie magazine? I left it down here somewhere. No, I haven't, Marjorie. I don't read movie magazines. Oh, maybe it's under the sofa pillows. It had Gary Cooper on the cover. That's very interesting. He was wearing a checkered shirt. Good for him. Are you sure you haven't seen it, Aunt? No, I haven't. And Marjorie, please stop tearing up the room. My, but you're jumpy tonight. Well... Don't you feel well? I feel fine. Well, there's something on your mind. Is it Miss Fairchild? What? Adeline? Of course not. What made you think that? Well, something's the matter. She still wants to marry you, doesn't she? Huh? Why shouldn't she? Well, I just thought now that you two can't adopt the baby, she might have changed her mind. You think so? See, that would be awful, wouldn't it? You'll have a fatal fascination, but it's just possible Miss Fairchild might be able to resist your charms. Well, I think it's possible, all right. Of course. You know, Marjorie, you may be right. Adeline hasn't said anything about our marriage all week. By George, maybe she has changed her mind. Why, Auntie, you sound happy about it. Happy? Who's happy? See you later, my dear. Where are you going, Uncle Moore? Over to the Adeline. I want to make sure she's changed her mind. I mean, she hasn't changed her mind. Where's my coat? Oh! Didn't see the coffee table. Look, what's under it? Your movie magazine, Gary Cooper. He looks wonderful in that checkered shirt. Hi, Gary. Goodbye. Sometimes I wonder about, Uncle. Never occurred to me that Adeline might not want to get married me. Maybe I've just been worrying about nothing. Sure, it'll be better this way. I'll just let her break it off, and then... Oh! Hello, Adeline. Drop Morton. Come in. Thank you. Didn't expect to see you tonight. Well, just thought I'd come over and surprise you. I'm glad you did. Sit down. Thank you. How have you been, Adeline? Just fine, sir. How have you been? Fine. Yeah, just fine. Well, here it is, Adeline, almost New Year's. Yeah, yes. You know what they say about New Year's? It gives you a chance to start over. Correct last year's mistakes. Yes, it does. Yeah, off with the old on with the new. That's what they say. Drop Morton, what's the matter with you tonight? Me? Why, nothing. Nothing at all. Adeline. Yeah? Adeline, we haven't talked much about our marriage lately. No, we haven't. I'm glad you brought it up, Drop Morton. There's something I wanted to tell you about it. There is? I've been thinking about it. I've been thinking things over, Drop Morton, and... Yes? Oh, nothing. Go on, Adeline. What were you going to tell me? Well, maybe you wouldn't like to hear it. Oh, yes, I would. Well... That's all right, Adeline. If you're thinking of changing our plans, I'll understand. Of course, I'll be heartbroken. But, Drop Morton... Believe me, I wouldn't blame you for anything you do. After all, I'm no prize. I'm just a middle-aged water commissioner. I'm fat, well, stylishly stout. Oh, no, Drop Morton. It's really up to you. Don't try to spare my feelings. It won't be easy ending my days as a lonely old bachelor. But I'll be brave. Now, what was it you wanted to tell me? Oh, Adeline, I just wanted to tell you that I think we should get married right away. Huh? Is that what you wanted to tell me? Yes, you sweet old thing. I'll marry you even if you're all middle-aged and fat. So you just go right on down and see the minister tomorrow so we can set the date. The minister? Yes, and don't you worry, Drop Morton. You'll never be a lonely old bachelor. No, I guess I won't. You hear, Judge? Yes, I came over to challenge you to a game of checkers, but it seems you were over-calling on your life of love. Yes, yes. So I decided to stay and play part cheesy with children. You didn't stay over at Miss Fairchild's very long, aren't you? Well, I thought I'd come home early and get some sleep. What's the matter, Gildy? Don't you get enough sleep down the water department? Very funny, you old goat. Now, Gildy, we all know you're a very fine water commissioner. Everything worked out all right, Uncle Mort. What? You know, with Miss Fairchild. What happened? Well... What's this all about? Well, you might as well know it now. Adeline and I are going to be married right away. Well, that's wonderful news. Gee, no kidding! Oh, Uncle Mort, so you talked Miss Fairchild into it. I sure did. When's the happy day? When's the happy day going to be, Gildy? Happy day? Oh, the wedding. Well, pretty soon, I guess. I'm going to see Reverend Prescott tomorrow. Oh, I can't wait for the wedding. I'll be a bride's maid, and I'll be a flower girl. The bells are ringing again. All right, Judge. Mr. Gildsley, what's going on in here? Birdie, Uncle and Miss Fairchild are going to get married right away. Isn't that wonderful? Congratulations, Mr. Gildsley. Thank you, Birdie. Well, you won't look right no more now, Mr. Gildsley. You'll be happy. Yes, of course. Yes, sir, you'll be happy. Well, Gildy, old friend, this is one of life's golden moments. So I'll let you savor it with your little family. I'll just say congratulations, old friend, and of you. Thank you, Horace. Good night. Good night, Judge. Good night. Good night, all. The bells are ringing again. Oh, Uncle Mort, I'm so glad it turned out this way. Congratulations. Thank you, my dear. Yeah, I guess you're pretty happy, Uncle. Oh, yes. Yes, I am. I'm very happy. I've never been so happy in my life. Boy, what a character. What's that, Birdie? I think we ought to have a slogan for Parkie. 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That's Parkie, P-A-R-K-A-Y, Parkie Margeron, made by Kraft. Now back to our happy bridegroom. The Great Gilder Sleeve seems to be spending a very sleepless night. Looks like I could get some sleep. Every time I close my eyes, I hear that music. Oh, there it goes again. Why doesn't it stop? Maybe if I turn it over, it'll go away. It's gone. Maybe I can get some sleep. Sure. I just closed my eyes. Line for your child. Take this man to be your lawful wedded husband. I do. And do you and Brock Morton be Gilder Sleeve? Take this woman to be your lawful wedded wife. No, I don't. You don't. No, I don't. I don't. What a night. I don't want to get married. I like being a bachelor. Am I going to tell poor Adeline? Well, I'll just have to do it. I'll tell her the first thing in the morning. Courage, Gilder Sleeve. You're not afraid. Courage. Before Gilder Sleeve, you said you were going to tell her this morning. Just knock on her door and get it over with. All right, bye, George. I will. Good morning, Adeline. Here's your morning paper. Goodbye. Gilder Sleeve? What's this? I suppose the judge told you. And how is the happy bridegroom this morning? I'm all right, I guess. I'm all right. I'm all right. Well, I'm all right, I guess. Phoebe, I just came in for a cigar and I'm in a hurry. Oh, yes. I suppose you can't wait till you see the minister. That's what you think. How's that? Nothing, Phoebe. Just give me the cigar. Oh, George. There you are. Thanks. And Mr. Gilder Sleeve, you can light it when you get home. You and Miss Fairchild make such a good match. Heaven's sake, Phoebe. That was a little witnesses, Mr. Gilder Sleeve. I know, Phoebe. You make a good match, don't you get it? Yes. Phoebe, that joke is older than you are. Well, I wouldn't say that. Oh, I'll see you later. Just a minute, Mr. Gilder Sleeve. I have something to tell you. What's that? Well, it's my pleasant duty to invite you to the Jolly Boys tonight. Tonight? Yes, we're having a little celebration in honor of your coming wedding. Oh, you are? Yes, sir, we're going to give you a real send-off. Phoebe, I don't want you to do that. Oh, we're glad to do it. Yes, I know. At least we can do for a fellow Jolly Boy. It'll be a night you'll never forget, Mr. Gilder Sleeve. Phoebe, you don't understand. There'll be speeches, singing, all the coax you can drink. Phoebe, I don't want a party. No, you just go see the minister and leave the party to us. What? There'll be a hot time in the old town tonight. Oh, that's for you. The Jolly Boys are all waiting for me, I guess. Just have to tell them I'm not going to see the minister. I'm not going to get married. I'll tell Adeline tomorrow. Positively. Listen, Bill, there's a swell bunch of fellows. They went to all this trouble, too. Just for me. Well, I'm all right. Hello, Commissioner. Hello, Chief. So you're about to take the fatal step. Well... Marriage isn't a step. It's a big jump. Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho. Yeah, it certainly is. Well, gentlemen, shall we begin the festivities in honor of our bridegroom to be? Judge, there's something I want to say to all of you. No, no, Gilder, let us make the speeches first. You get your turn later. But, Judge... Gather around the table, everybody, and bring your coat. Now, wait a minute. Gilder, you sit here as guest of honor. Quiet, everybody. All right. Hello, Jolly Boys. I'm Mrs. Fishers' evening. Judge, I've got to say something. Gilder, I told you you get your turn later. Well, look, the Commiss wants to talk now. He knows after he gets married he won't get a chance. Ho, ho, ho, ho. That will do, Floyd. Hello, Jolly Boys. I'm Mrs. Fishers' evening. It is only fitting we start with a toast to our dear friend who is leading the ranks of bachelorhood. This toast will be rendered by Summerfield's leading pharmacist, Mr. Richard Peavey. Peavey? Thank you. They say when you wed, you can't go wrong. You settle down in a flat. They say married life is just a song. Well, no, I wouldn't say that. Oh! We thought you wouldn't mind a little humor, Gilder. We all know you'll be very happy with Ms. Fairchild. Of course, Mr. Gilder. See, I was only judging. Well, enough of frivolity. Now, my friend... Judge, if you'll just let me say something. Quiet, Gildy. I have the floor. Friends, I have just a few words to say. Good. I heard that, Floyd. Go on, Judge. Thank you. Jolly Boy, Gilder Sleeve, I have a confession to make. I must admit that there are those of us who doubted that this marriage between you and Ms. Fairchild would ever take place. You did? Yeah. You're such a confirmed bachelor. We feared that at the last moment you might evade this marriage. Well, I... Disappoint this fine young Southern woman who has put her trust in you. Yeah, we should have known you wouldn't be a skunk, Comish. Yes, we apologize for misjudging you, Gilder. You've proven yourself a gentleman and a jolly boy. We're proud of you. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Now, fellas, fellas, fellas, I don't deserve this. Oh, you do, Comish. You're a great guy. All together, men. What are you going to do? Oh, for he's a jolly good fellow. For he's a jolly good fellow. For he's a jolly good fellow. I don't know. See you later, fellas. I have to see a minister about a wedding. Hope you don't mind my dropping in this late, Dr. Prescott. I'm not at all. I was just working on my sermon for next Sunday. Oh, well, don't let me interrupt you, Reverend. Uh, Dr. That's quite all right. I was looking for an excuse to stop for a while anyway. What can I do for you, Mr. Gilder Sleeves? Well, you see, Adeline, that is Miss Fairchild and I are planning to get married. Oh, congratulations. Thank you. And we'd like you to officiate at our wedding. Why, I'd be delighted, Mr. Gilder Sleeves. Uh, when did you and Miss Fairchild decide to get married? Well, we became engaged several weeks ago. That's when I was taking care of the little baby girl. Oh, yes. Yeah. So we thought we might get married and adopt the baby. I see. I understand the baby is back with her father now. Yeah, that's right. But there's no reason why I shouldn't marry Adeline anyway. I mean, I want to. Very much. Oh. Yes. Adeline will make a good wife all right. She's understanding, friendly, and I'd like to set the date. Get it over with. That is, get it all set. Mr. Gilder Sleeves, may I ask you a question? Yes. Are you quite sure you want to get married? What? Certainly. Of course I am. You're really in love with Miss Fairchild. Deeply. Well... You're not just going through with this marriage from a sense of duty. But you see... Yes, I think I do see. Mr. Gilder Sleeves, I believe you're trying to do something that's very honorable and fine. But I'm not sure that you're being fair to either yourself or Miss Fairchild. Oh, but I can't disappoint Adeline. Wouldn't be right. Sometimes it's hard to know just what is right. But I sincerely believe that a marriage based only on duty or an obligation can never be a happy one. You're right, Dr. Prescott, but what am I going to do? I think you owe it to Miss Fairchild to be honest, don't you? Yes. Good night, Mr. Gilder Sleeves. Oh, good night. And thanks. Good evening, Adeline. Come in. I'm glad you're still up. Well, I was sort of hoping you'd come over tonight. Yeah, well, here I am. Please, sit down. Ah, thanks. Adeline? Yeah, yes. There's something I want to tell you. Yeah, yes. Adeline. Rather warm in here, isn't it? Throckmorton. When two people are planning to get married, I think they should be very honest with each other, don't you? Oh, yes, I do. And if I have something to tell me, I'd want you to say it. Oh, yes, of course. Adelines. And if I have something to tell you, I should say it too. What? I'm going to be honest with you, Throckmorton. I really don't want to go through with our wedding. Huh? You don't? You're a wonderful person, and I'm very fond of you, but, well, I've been thinking about it a lot this past week, and I've been in love with you. Oh. I guess when we were making all those plans to adopt the baby, I just got carried away. You did? Oh, I know I should have told you before. I tried to tell you last night, but I felt so sorry for you when you talked about ending your days as a lonely old bachelor. Lonely old bachelor? Oh, yeah. I hope you won't be heartbroken over there. Well, this is quite a shock, Adeline. I know I gave you my word. I'm sorry if you want me to. Oh, no. I mean, it's all right. I'm sure this is better for both of us. It sure is. I mean, you're so right. And Throckmorton, there's no reason why we can't go on being good friends. No, of course not. Uh, Adeline. Yeah, yes. Since we're not going to get married and we're not going to be friends, how about a little kiss? Throckmorton! Yeah, it's much nicer this way. And happy New Year. 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