 Kathy and Elliot Lewis on stage. Kathy Lewis, Elliot Lewis. Two of the most distinguished names in radio, appearing each week in their own theater, starring in a repertory of transcribed stories of their own and your choosing. Radios for most players and radios for most plays. Drama, comedy, adventure, mystery, melodrama. Ladies and gentlemen, Mr. Elliot Lewis. Good evening. May I present my wife, Kathy? Good evening. You know, it's a source of constant pleasure to both Elliot and me to watch what a good writer can do with an idea. Tonight, for example, Tony Ellis called us. And said over the telephone, what if Kathy were a famous picture actress and you were a soldier going on furlough and you wanted to date with her? And then we got his script and here's what happens to the idea, Tony told Elliot. The story is called Public Furlough. The scene, an army post in California about midway between San Francisco and Los Angeles. You pick a camp. It's a bright, clear day and off to the side of the drill field in one of the few permanent buildings is an orderly room. The corporal at the typewriter is deeply intent on his composition. The other side of the room, another soldier is practicing being a con man into the telephone. No, no, I said Frannisen. Sure you gotta ask him, Frannisen. Anybody knows that. Hey Dave, this long kid says he never heard of Frannisen. Yeah. Now listen, will you listen already? The captain says three creals with Frannisen. If that's what the captain wants, that is exactly what the captain is going to get. Well, how should I know what he wants with him? Okay. Okay, send him in care of Corporal David Sampson. No, no, no, he's going on furlough. You better send him to me. Okay, pal. Hey Dave, did you hear me giving the old double talk? I wish we were going to be around to see what he sends over. Do me a favor. Sure. See how this sounds. Oh, my dear Miss Wood. Well, okay, if you're going to be smart, okay. I'm sorry, go ahead. You see, I want you to tell me if you get a feeling of this, you know? Sure, sure, go ahead. My dear Miss Wood, thank you for your last photograph. The boys and me sure think it's a swell one. Oh, not me. I don't, boy. To me that name is a sloth. Would you listen? I already know what you think. Would you just listen? All right, go ahead. Sure it's swell. Tonight I start my furlough, ten days, and I'm hopping a plane first thing for Hollywood. As I told you... Like I told you. As I told you in my last letter, the biggest thing that could happen to me in my life is for me to meet you personally. Believe me, Miss Wood, I am not just a movie-struck soldier. I have a high respect for you as an artist and a person. I will be shoving off for the Pacific when my furlough is up, so you couldn't make me happier or proud than to accept a date with me while I am in Hollywood. I will call your studio when I get in and leave my address as to where I will be, yours very truly, in hopes, David Sampson Corporal US Army. How about your serial number? Oh, cut it out. Woody, I'm serious. What do you think? You really want to know? I'm asking. I think you're nuts. Now, wait a minute. You asked me. I think you're nuts. Is the letter okay? Sure, the letter's okay. That's all. Now, what's the matter with you? From me, I'd expect something like this, but you're smart, Davey. She ain't going to give you a tumble. You ought to know better. I want a meter. Not a tumble. I want a meter. That's all. You're going to waste all that time slapping around waiting to see her while you and me and the boys could be having a high old time in Frisco? Oh, don't go, Davey. I'm telling you, she's a big star. She don't need to... Thanks, Eddie. Okay. Okay. You want me to mail it for you? I'm going over to the exit. No, no, no, no. I'm sending up a telegram. All that? Well, you're nuts. You can't... I want it to get to her before I call. So long. See you in 10 days. One fix me a drink, will you, Leo? Oh, my feet. Must I take pictures tonight? I'm afraid so, dear. Oh, why can't we take them tomorrow? Will you tell me that? Why? They want to get the proofs to the art to catch the sunny papers. Oh. I'm a... Thursday, your day off. I didn't want to go out for dinner tonight. I'm hungry. Why does she always have to have Thursdays? Oh, make some eggs. I'm hungry. Thanks. Danny, I want you to read something. Tomorrow. Right now. Only take a minute. Why did I ever hire you? What? Telegram. Came to the studio this afternoon. Oh. It's Daniel Wood. Well, they spelled it right for a change. David Sampson Corporal US Army? Who's David Sampson Corporal US Army? You read it. No, go on. Read the telegram. I don't have a name. Believe me, Miss Wood, I'm not just a movie-struck soldier. I just love that. Leave my address as to where you... Yours very truly in hopes, David Sampson Corporal US... Oh, for glories sake, Leo. Well? Well? Well, what? I think you should do it. Do it? Me? David Sampson Corporal US Army? Yeah. Not me. Oh, no. No stunts like that, Mr. Highland. It would be good. For who? You and the kid. Look, I checked the files. He's written a dozen letters in the past six months. We sent out pictures, all that stuff. Now, why not give him a break? I'm tired. Good pub, Lizzy, it won't hurt. Look, I don't mind those dances and the hospitals, that's great. But that's where it ends. I'm not going to have some kid mooning and slobbering all over me. It won't be like that. Don't tell me. Give him a day, one day. Show him around the studio, take him to Chasen's, everything. Who pays for it? Expenses. I think you should, Danny. When's he coming in? Tomorrow. I can't, the picture will... The picture's finished tomorrow. He's got ten days. Oh, I'm hungry. Okay. All right. Will you call up somebody and get some food over here? I'm hungry. Miss Danielle Woods, please. Who's this calling, please? Uh, this is Corporal David Sampson. I think she's expecting me to call... Just a moment, I'll give you publicity. Uh, this is David Sampson. I sent a telegram yesterday. Yes, Corporal. Miss Wood received it. Hey, she did, huh? Uh, Miss Wood is on the set right now, but she asked me to give you a message. Well, sure. She wondered whether she could see you tomorrow, Saturday. Whether she could? You bet. That's terrific. Let me get a pencil. Yeah, I... Yeah. Yeah, okay, yeah. The address is 1046 North Cannon. That's in Beverly Hills. Have you got that? Uh, 1046 North Cannon. That's in Beverly Hills. Do you know your way around town? Uh, not too well, but I can find it. Don't worry. We'll send a car then. Where are you staying, Corporal? Uh, no, I don't want you to do that. I'll find it. Uh, oh, uh, what time? About 11 in the morning. In the morning? Miss Wood thought it would be nice to spend the day. Say. Uh, you don't mind if we take a few pictures, do you have the two of you? Mind? Boy, I don't mind anything. Well, we'll see you tomorrow. Glory, they've gone. Don't you just hate and despise photographers, Corporal? Oh, I don't know too much about them, Miss Wood. Glory. Well, I'm gonna get back to the office. Corporal, nice to meet you. Yeah, thanks. Hey, it's all right, Danny. Don't bother. See you later. All right, Leo. Well, isn't this nice? I'll say. Can I get you a drink, Corporal? It's a little early for me, Miss Wood. Thanks all the same. It is for me too. Yeah. You know, I thought it would be so nice if we had an early lunch at Romanoff's and then... Miss Wood. Yes? This is real good of you to spend your time with me like this. You'll never know what it means. Don't be silly. I think it's a perfectly wonderful idea. I'm so glad I had the time. Guess an awful lot of fellas wish they were me right now. Well, let's not think about them. This is your day. I'm going to take you to lunch and then... Oh, no, no, no, ma'am. I'm taking you to lunch. You're very sweet, but it's all been arranged. Well, I didn't arrange it, though. I'm sorry if it's upset your plans, but when I asked for a date, I didn't figure you taking me. It does upset them, though, really. And I'd be much happier if we did it my way. You're very sweet to offer. Miss Wood, a guy doesn't want a girl... any girl to do that. Now, if you're worried about how much dough I've got, just forget it. Fix just fine. I'm afraid it might be a little expensive. Oh, that's swell. You want to go now? Anything you like. Well, if you don't mind, I have one or two phone calls to make. Why don't you just make yourself at home? I won't be long. And then we can drive down... Yeah, sure. Oh, wait a minute. All right, Corporal, none of that. I don't like that kind of thing. You keep your hands off or get out. I'm sorry. It was from your cigarette. I mean, the ash was burning your skirt. I didn't mean... Oh, Laurie, that was an awful thing for me to say, to even think that I am sorry. Can you forgive me? Yeah. Yeah, that's okay. I hope you didn't mind... Having my picture taken again with you? No, I didn't mind. They're always taking pictures. Must be kind of rough for you. Oh, you get used to it. Well, I hope it didn't get cold. No, no, no, that's fine. It's not like the chow I've been getting at the post. Boy, I tell you, after a couple of months, you get so as you could eat almost anything. Susan! Would you excuse me just for a second? There's a friend of mine over there, Susan Manning. She just got back from New York. She did a play. Do you mind? Oh, sure. I don't mind. I'll be right back. Please don't wait for me. Just eat your lunch. It'll get cold. Sorry, I'm sorry. No, please. Susan and I haven't seen each other for ages. I didn't mean to be so long. Oh, you shouldn't have waited. You shouldn't. I'll get the captain to take you away and bring you now. No, no, this is fine. Don't be silly. It looks dreadful. Dead. Henry. And this one's on me now. It's all my fault. I don't want to hear another word about it, Henry. Yes, Ms. Wood. Oh, would you bring the corporal another steak? This one's cold. Of course, Ms. Wood. You know what we're going to do this afternoon? No, ma'am. I think you'll like it. Susan's got a swimming pool. She wants us to come over. A lot of very famous people will be there, big stars. Oh. She's such a wonderful girl, much nicer than me. I should have had a date with her. Really? You'd love her. I wanted a date with you, Ms. Wood. And I'm very proud. It's one of the nicest things that's ever happened to me. Really. You're just a doll. You are listening to Kathy and Elliot Lewis on stage tonight's play. Public Furlough. Just a little later on tonight on most of these same stations, CBS Radio wraps some fresh tinsel around Tin Pan Alley and delivers it right to your doorstep, disguised very loosely as the Bing Crosby Show. Visiting Bing and you this evening will be song stylist Kay Starr and Joe Venuti with his hot violin. John Scott Trotter in the orchestra, Ken Carpenter and the Rhythm Airs lend the proceedings all they've got, and it'll be enough when added to Bing's singing to make the occasion one to remember. Tonight at the star's address, it's Kay Starr and that great star, Bing Crosby. Georgie! Hello, doll. How are you? I saw your last picture. Great. I love you. Georgie, I want you to meet Corporal David Sabsson. He's spending the day with me. Nicest boy. Corporal, this is Georgie Tinman. He's just about the biggest agent in town. How are you? Pleased to meet you. Georgie, be a darling. Introduce the corporal to some people with you. He doesn't want to know about Hollywood Corporal as Georgie. He owns most of us. Get him a drink, Georgie. We'll be right back. First trip to Hollywood Corporal? Yeah. How do you like it? Just fine, thanks. Hi, Jack. Been getting a lot out of autographs? No, I haven't. Well, this is your chance, son. How about a drink? Well, not right now. Thank you. Danny's quite a girl, isn't she? I used to handle her. She's big now. And when she came to town, she was just a scared little kid. Look at her now. Ah, that's Hollywood. Know what I mean? Yeah, I guess so. I'm surprised a nice-looking kid like you hasn't tried to make it. No, movies is in my line. What did you do? Win a contest or something? Get a date with her? I wrote to her. That's all. Man, you're going to be a pretty big man when you get back to camp. Say, will you excuse me a minute? There's a fellow over there I've been waiting to see for a couple of weeks. You know, business? Oh, yeah, yeah, sure. See you around. Yes, thank you. All right, Corporal. Where is everybody? Oh, I don't know, Mr. Heiler in the house, I guess. Heiler. Is Wood in there? Sure. She's been in there a couple of hours. Oh, nice pool, huh? Been in? Yeah, in, out, in, out, you know. You want a drink? Not right now. You having a good time, Corporal? Oh, swell. Just fine. Sit down. You want to go and join the party? No, no, I'll stay here. Boy, what a setup, huh? That pool's as big as... Will you tell me something? Why did you want to meet Miss Wood? Oh, well, I don't know. I think you do. Well, she looked like the kind of girl a guy wants to meet. You know that name. I know. We call that box office out here. Oh. Are you disappointed? No, no. No, I think she's great. She's okay. Spent much time on her? Well, there's a lot of people around. Friends, photographers all the time, but... Sorry, Corporal. It wasn't such a hot idea. With this? Meeting her? Yeah, sure it was. No, listen, where do the guys see those pictures? They thought I was nuts. They didn't think I had a chance. What are you going to do for the rest of your fellow? Oh, I guess after today I've done just about everything. I'll go on back up to San Francisco and meet some of the guys. Uh, hey, will you do me a favor? You bet. It's way past seven. Will you say goodbye to Miss Wood for me? I'll be going now. She's kind of tied up and I don't want to bother her. Will you thank her for me? She wouldn't want that, Corporal. You wait here for a minute. I'll be right back. No, no, listen, really, I'd rather... I know, but wait. It's better you say goodbye yourself. Will you do that? Yeah, yeah, I guess so. Eight hours with him, Leo. Isn't that enough? I bet a buck you haven't been alone with him for more than half an hour. Anyhow, he wants to say goodbye. Oh? He's going. Is that enough? Enough? Listen, what do you want me to do? Make love to him? Glory? Do you want to go out there or shall I say goodbye for you? Of course I'll say goodbye to him. Don't be ridiculous. I knew you'd want. He's by the pool. But that's if he hasn't thrown himself in by now. Don't be ridiculous. Leo tells me you're going. I'm so sorry. Uh, I just wanted to thank you, Miss Wood. I wish you'd call me Danielle. Yeah, thanks. We really haven't had much of a chance to get acquainted, have we? Oh, it's been fine. Perhaps next time you're in Hollywood, you'll call me up again? Yeah. Say, uh, those pictures that were taken today... Of course. As soon as they're ready, I'll have my secretary send them to you. Well, uh, that's it. If you don't mind, I'd rather you didn't. Oh? I thought you wanted... So did I. I changed my mind. You're angry with me, Corporal, aren't you? You haven't enjoyed yourself, and it's my fault. I'm not angry, ma'am. Thanks a lot for your time. Oh, wait a minute. I don't want you to go. Please, I want to talk to you. Let's go over there under the trees. I love this time of the evening, don't you? Yeah. I suppose all this must seem very strange to you. I mean, unimportant compared to your career as a soldier. This isn't my career, Miss Wood. I was drafted. Oh. Well, tell me about yourself. What did you do before? I was a mechanic. I think that's wonderful. I've never been able to figure out one end of a car from the other. You must be very clever. I guess not. You're being modest. Hey, this is heavenly. Yeah. I never did thank you for all the letters you sent me, did I, Corporal? Well, you don't have to. I loved everyone. That's good. I really did. You don't know how much it means to me to have someone like yourself writing to someone like me, giving me inspiration. Did you like the picture I sent? Yeah. Am I like you thought I'd be? No. No, I don't think so. What did you expect? The way I'd seen you in the movies. Well, I don't know whether you'd be flat or... Well, look, thanks a lot for today, but I really got to go. You really want to go? I thought perhaps we could go out to some quiet place and have dinner together. Well, you don't really want to do that, Miss Wood. But I do. I've been just as disappointed as you that we haven't had a chance to be alone. I don't think so. I beg your pardon. It's not your fault, and I'm not blaming you. It was crazy of me to think it would be different than what it's been. I don't understand you. I'll tell you, Miss Wood. I guess I'm like any other guy looking for something, looking for a girl. When I saw you in your first movie back at home, you were what I wanted to find. That's very sweet. Look, please don't do that. You haven't said one word to me the whole time I've been with you. How can you possibly... No, you don't. You talk, but it's never to me. You're kind of saying, and I guess maybe you're acting or something. Well, just once I'd like you to look at me. David Sampson, Corporal, talk to me. I don't understand what you mean. No, I guess you don't. Oh, now I'm not the kind of girl you want to find. It's not you. I don't know. There was something... Well, maybe it's the girls you pretended to be in your movies. You know, nice, honest. Girl you can have fun with. Someone you can love all your life. I guess it doesn't really happen like that. Oh, I don't know. Would you like to kiss me, Corporal? You don't understand, do you? I thought you just got through telling me you were in love with me. That's what you think I've been telling you? Haven't you? It would have made a good story for you to go along with all those pictures you've had taken, wouldn't it? I don't like that. I'll bet you don't. You know what I think? I think that Mr. Heiler arranged this whole deal. I think you didn't want any part of it. I think you'd better go now. That's just what I've been saying. Except I should never have come. Goodbye. So long. Thanks anyway for your time. Wait a minute. Yes, ma'am. I'm sorry. Oh, it's okay. I am. You're a nice boy. I wish I could do something to make you feel better about me. That's all right. I don't want you to go away angry. No, I'm not. Would you rather I didn't have our pictures together printed? Yeah, I'd rather. They won't be. I promise. Okay. I wish you'd take me out to dinner. Honestly. Thanks anyway. I want to pick up my things and get back to the airport. You still got at least a week on your furlough. I'd like to make you forget about today. Oh, no. Will you write to me? I'd love to hear from you. Sure. Oh, sure. Corporal. Yeah. What's the matter? Not hungry? No. You haven't said anything. What happened to the corporal? He's gone his way up to San Francisco. Mm-hmm. Do you have a good time? That's not very funny. I just wondered what you thought. I don't like this place. I don't like you. I don't like Hollywood. I don't. How about yourself? Oh, shut up. Hey, this is swell, Davey. Man, what a night, huh? And I'll be honest. Isn't this better? No kidding. Sure it is. Boy, was I glad to see you. I was saying to the guys, poor Davey, what are you going to miss? And now you're not missing a thing. Hey, it ain't none of my business, but how'd you make out? Okay. Did you get to see her? Yeah. You're kidding. No kidding? On the level. She was real nice. I met a lot of big stars and lunch at a real swell place. It was great. What do you know? I've been saying she's nothing but a slob. Just goes to show you. Yeah. Hey, I'm dry. How about another beer? Public furloughs starring Kathy and Elliott Lewis on stage. Mr. and Mrs. Lewis will tell you about next week's play in just a moment. This Saturday night, when two thieves agree to team up, the result is murder and an exciting chase by the police with the old-added Cherché Lafem leading gangbusters to their quarry. It's a true story of crime and murder in the Southland, dramatized on the program that names, names, dates and places, CBS Radio's gangbusters. Don't miss it this Saturday night on most of these same stations, and listen for gangbusters every week at the Starz Address. And now, once again, Kathy and Elliott Lewis. And that's how Anthony Ellis took an idea and made it into a story. And our thanks to Tony. And to Herb Butterfield, who was the publicity man Leo, Aaron Kane, the busy agent. And Jerry Hausner, who repeated a chore of many years ago in being my army buddy. Next week, a very strange love story about two people who were alone and lost and discovered a very true thing about themselves. It's called A Corner of Autumn, and it was written for us by Morton Fine and David Friedkin. Until next week then, thank you for listening. Good night. Good night. Music for tonight's story was composed by Hans Reimheld and conducted by Lud Gluston. The Kathy and Elliott theme is by Ray Noble. Kathy and Elliott Lewis on stage is transcribed and directed by Mr. Lewis. George Walsh speaking. And remember, Hear the American Way, Starring Horace Hyte, Thursday nights on the CBS Radio Network.