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Yes, you'll like Lucky Strike. The Lucky Strike program starring Jack Benny with Mary Livingston, Phil Harris, Rochester, Dennis Day, the sportsman and yours truly, Don Wilson. Ladies and gentlemen, let's go out to Jack Benny's house in Beverly Hills. At the moment, Rochester is alone, straightening up Jack's room. Well, I've put away almost everything the boss brought home from Europe. Hmm, what's this? Oh, these are some of the souvenirs Mr. Benny brought back. A beret from France, wooden shoes from Holland and a barnacle off the Queen Mary. He must have got that when he was diving for coins. What's this little book? Let's see. Oh, it's Mr. Benny's diary of his trip. I think I'll take a little peek. No. Oh, says it isn't right to read other people's personal notes. But Emily ain't here so peekaboo. It says that at the Eiffel Tower, the Arc de Triomphe of the World Series, hope I get a chance to hear it. It should be exciting. Boston Braves versus Satchel Bay. Polly, try it again. Say, Bonssois, Monsieur. Oh, I've been trying to teach Polly French, but it's no use. Rochester arranges the chairs around the radio. You know my gang will be there. I'm running myself from arm and fist part. I guess Polly's older than I thought. Been around, too. Now, arrange the chairs, Rochester. I will. Say, boss, I finished putting away all your souvenirs from your trip. You really had a great time in Europe, didn't you? Yes, it was wonderful, except for that one thing that marred the end of the trip. Something followed me back from Europe. What was it, boss? What was it? An echo. Oh, for a minute I thought it was soon as that. No, no, Rochester. It was a crazy echo. See, it started in Switzerland when I heard the Swiss Yodlers and it followed me ever. Hey, wait a minute. How did you know about Suzette? You read my diary, didn't you? Well, boss, I just... Now, wait a minute, Rochester. You ought to be ashamed of yourself. A diary is a personal thing and you shouldn't have read it. Where did you find it? In your folio. In my folio? Folio, lady. There it is, Rochester. Did you hear it? Did you hear that echo? I didn't hear anything. But you must have. Listen. Hello? You heard it that time, didn't you? No, sir. I didn't hear a thing. But you must have. It was a definite echo. Try it. Try it and you'll see. Now you yell hello. Okay. Hello! Out of this or I'll give you a good spanking. You better not, boss. The last time you spanked her, she laid a crack cake. Oh, yeah. We had her eat it right away. Rochester, the gang will be over pretty soon, so place the chairs around the radio. Yes, sir. There's a phone. I'll get it. Hello? Yes, this is Jack Benny. No, no, no. My program goes on at five o'clock, California daylight time. No, no, no. That's seven o'clock in the east. Well, certainly, I'm sure. I did my program at five o'clock last week. Yes, yes, I'm positive. You're welcome. Who was that, boss? NBC. They're mixed up, too. These different times are so confusing. That must be some of the gang coming over to hear the World Series. I'll get the door. Everyone knows I'm a rambling rose. I'm a beauty growing wild. Hello, Dennis. Hello, Rosie. Oh, you heard me singing. Come on in. You know, Dennis, you're the first one to arrive. I wanted to get here before the prices changed. I only do that for the Rose Bowl game. Now, come on. Come on in the den and we'll... Hey, wait a minute. Dennis, this is the first time I've ever seen you wearing glasses. Are your eyes bad? No. Why are you wearing those glasses? My uncle died and left them to me. That's a shame. Yeah, I can't see a darn thing with them. Well, for heaven's sake, kid, if you can't see with them, take them off. Just because somebody leaves you something in a will, you're not compelled to use it. I'm not? No. You want to buy a set of teeth? Now, cut that out! And stop making things up. Look, I just happened to remember this morning I saw your uncle walking down the street. That was my aunt. He left her his clothes. That's the silliest thing I ever heard. You don't need those glasses, so take them all. Okay. But I'm glad you came over early because I want you to run through the song you're going to do on the program. What are you going to sing? Hair of Gold, Eyes of Blue. That's a cute number. Go ahead. I came down from Butte and I stopped a day in Santa Fe where I met a pretty... Slips like cherry wine. The prettiest gal I ever knew and I'm gonna... But she held me kind of tight. So I held the ground and hung around and I left on Friday night. Oh, Hair of Gold, Eyes of Blue. Lips like cherry wine. The prettiest gal I ever knew and I'm gonna make her mine. So I took my horse and packed and on Sunday morning was up and gone heading south and riding back. Oh, Eyes of Blue, Lips like cherry wine. The prettiest gal I ever knew and I'm gonna make her mine. The prettiest gal I ever knew and I'm gone. I seem to pick good ones for the program. Thanks. Oh, say, Mr. Benny, I meant to ask you something. You still hear that echo that bothered you last week? Yes, Dennis. Once in a while. It's got me worried too. I can't figure out what it is. Well, it could be a figment of your imagination. Huh? Or it might be a hallucination brought on by overexertion of the subconscious mind which can be attributed to her neurotic psychosis. Dennis, what does that mean? I don't know. It was on the card I got when I weighed myself this morning. Well, look, the gang ought to be here pretty soon. Oh, Rochester. Yes, boss. Get some refreshments ready. Yes, sir. Are we gonna push the hot dogs or the penis today? We're not gonna push anything. They'll look, they'll see. If they like, they'll buy. Just get them ready. Okay. Will you let me know when Satchel Page is pitching? Yes, yes. I'll let you know. Well, I guess they're here. Go in the den and sit down, kid. Hair of gold, eyes of blue, lips like cherry wine. I've got the eyes, I've got the lips. I wish the hair was mine. Oh, hello, Mary. Hiya, Don. Hello, Jack. Hi, Jack. Don, where's your car? Well, I left it at Mary's house and we walked over. Well, I don't blame you. It's such a sunny day. Not when you're walking with Don. I see what you mean. Come on in. The game hasn't started yet. Oh, by the way, Jack, I want to thank you for that nice present you brought me from England. Well, why do you bring you, Don? A genuine cow hide belt, but I feel a little guilty when I wear it. Gilly-dow-y? Well, I hate to think that two cows had to die so I could hold up my pants. Don, you don't have to shake like that. We haven't been sponsored by them for seven years. Now, come on. Let's go in the den and sit down. Okay. Well, look who's here. Hello, Dennis. Who's that? Dennis, take off those glasses. Okay. Oh, hello, Mary. Hello, Dennis. Dennis, I didn't know you wore glasses. Are your eyes bad? Don't answer them, kid. I wouldn't go through that again for a million dollars. Now, let's get ready to hear the game. Say, Jack, on the way over here, I was telling Don all about our trip to Europe and he got such a big kick out of it. I sure did, Jack. How was London? Did you have a good time there, too? Did I? Don, I went everywhere. Waterloo Bridge, Piccadilly Circus, Westminster Abbey, all the places you read about. Did you go to Buckingham Palace to see the changing of the guard? Well, uh, not exactly. Uh, Jack went to the Bank of England to see the guarding of the change. Say, Mary, that was a pretty good gag. You know, you ought to save that. For the program? No, just save it. Now, look, as soon as Phil gets here... Oh, boss! Yes? Is satchel page pigeon yet? The game doesn't start for ten minutes. Oh! Gee, come to, come to think of it. You know, I don't even know who is going to pitch. I bet it won't be my uncle. Dennis, now be quiet. Hey, kids, I'll bet Bob Hope's the most excited person in Hollywood on account of the World Series. Why? Well, Bob owns the Cleveland Indians. So what? Jack owns Cleveland. Owns Cleveland, owns Cleveland. A few square miles, she makes a big thing out of it. Well, it's almost time for the game. Jack, wasn't that an exciting finish in the American League this year? It certainly was. And yet, you know, when I had lunch with Leo DeRosha in New York this summer, he told me he thought the National League was going to be in a tight race too. But Jack, anyone could see that the Boston Braves were running away with a pennant. That's exactly what I told Leo. Told Leo? There it goes again, that echo. Now, don't tell me you didn't hear it. You heard it, didn't you, Don? I didn't hear a thing, Jack. Neither did I. Did you hear it, Dennis? No, but don't go by me. I'm wearing glasses. Well, I told you to take them off. This echo is driving me crazy. If it doesn't stop, I'll do something desperate. Oh, don't get so excited, Jack. Supposing you do hear an echo. What's so terrible about that? Plenty. Someday I may sit down here Fred Allen's program twice. Just think of that. Rochester, there's the buzzer. Is Central Page pigeon yet? No. Then I'll answer the door. Jack, who do you really think will win the series? Well, Don, it's my belief that Cleveland has a decided edge in pitchers, but Boston seems stronger in fielding. Now, while they're evenly matched in batting power, Cleveland seems to rate this psychological advantage. Therefore, I pick Cleveland. And, Don, I base this conclusion on my complete knowledge of sports. Some knowledge of sports. What? You think gorgeous George plays a violin with Phil Spirtolny? I do not. I found out last week... Hiya, Jackson Donsey. Hello, Livy. You won't touch a Venus, you. Hello. Hello, Dennis. Hello, Alice. Dennis, give me those glasses. What about the game, Jackson? Started yet? No, and there's no sense listening. It's all settled. Grant and Benny picks Cleveland to win. Yes, and they will win, too. What are you talking about? Cleveland ain't got a chance. Oh, they haven't, eh? Would you like to bet a hundred bucks? Yes. Well, call a Bob Hope. He's taking all he can get. Come on, put up or shut up. Wise guy. Never mind about Hope. I'll bet you a buck. I just want to win one of your dollars. One of my dollars? Why? I want to see what Washington looked like when he was a boy. Bill, you don't even know who George Washington was. I do, too. George Washington was the father of our country. Wow. He was first in war, first in peace, and first again with the back of man. Bill, who told you that? I cannot tell a lie. I did it with my little fat commercial. Well, very good, Don, but I didn't know they had cigarettes in those days. Well, sure, Jack. When Washington threw that dollar across Potomac, they threw back a packet of luckies and 83 cents change. No. Yes, but they didn't have any matches then, so they threw him a Boy Scout and two sticks. Hey, Mary, I always thought... Come on, Jack. Look what time it is. Are we going to listen to the game or not? Oh, yeah. Hey, wait a minute, Jackson. Before you turn on the radio, I want to tell you the most amazing thing you ever heard. What is it, Phil? Last week I saw a ball game. There were 16 home runs and not a single man scored. Wait a minute, Phil. 16 home runs and not a single man scored. How was that? They were all married. Oh, Harris, you've got so much more than Spike-Jones. Why should you fight it? Phil. Phil, tell me something. What? Which one of your heads has the Tony? Now, let's get settled down and... Say, boss. Is the central page pitching yet? Rochester, the game hasn't started. Well, the on-the-broadcast is warmer. I'll let you know when it's time. That bird, I told you to keep quiet. Who are you? Polly, take off my glasses. Hey, Jackson, come on, turn on the radio. Yeah, let's hear the game. Okay, okay. Folks, do you have a friend or relative who drinks too much? Well, just remember that alcoholism is a disease that can be cured by... That's not the station. Don't turn it off, Jackson. I want to tell Frankie about this. Never mind, Frankie. Oh, come on, Jack. Find the station or we'll miss the game. All right. And here we are in the bottom half of the third inning in what promises to be an exciting ballgame. Gee, it started already. What a crowd. The stadium is jammed with important people from all over the world. Everybody's here except the king and queen of England. Four things they couldn't get ticketed. Gee, they miss everything, don't they? There's one out. Basers are loaded. Kelton is on first. Mitchell on second. And Kennedy and Greenberg are on third. He won't get off for anybody. As you know, Bearden is pitching for the Indians and Pickford for the Braves. Pickford's taking his time and he's plenty worried. I don't blame him. Boss! What? Pitch? No. Oh! I wish he'd listen on his own radio. Pickford, the pitcher is winding up. Remember, folks, one out, who draw at bat, and the bases are lonely but loaded. Gosh, the pitcher's really in a hole. Holy, holy. Oh, the smokes. There goes again that echo. You heard it this time, didn't you, Mary? I didn't hear a thing. Neither did I. I didn't hear it either. Most decision. He's out. No, he's safe. No, he's out. No, he's safe. He's out. He's safe. Here's the official decision. He's half safe. Gibson is coming up to bat. Here's an interesting sidelight on Robinson. At the opening of the game, he was five feet two inches tall. Now in the fourth inning, he's six feet three inches tall. What? Everybody here is wondering how Robinson grew so. Oh! Got the right station. Robinson is waiting for the pitch. Losing his scowl. Robinson, satchel page. They are in a rage. Boston's going to need Houston's show today. They can play better than everyone likes them there. That's a fact. Minion chiefs who know a Greek. LSMET. Kids, that's about the long say that was a hit. He's congratulated by his teammates as he crosses home plate. As you know, Robinson is an outstanding player and came up from the minor leagues where he used to play shortstop for Do-Wa-Ditty. Do-Wa-Ditty? Well, that ain't no town and it ain't no city. No, but it's awful small and awful pretty, too. Satchel page. He isn't touching. He is almighty. You know, kids, I can't figure out. Ladies and gentlemen, for those of you who may have tuned in late, this ball game in Cleveland is in the third inning. In New York, it's the fifth inning. And in Nevada and California, it's the second inning. What? Except in Washington, in Oregon, where the broadcast was called off on account of rain. What is this, anyway? Well, while we're waiting for the next batter, I'd like to mention a few celebrities who are here today. Right below me are Mr. and Mrs. Gary Cooper. To the left of them are Mr. and Mrs. William Powell. And below them are Mr. and Mrs. and Mrs. and Mrs. and Mrs. and Mrs. Artie Shaw. Well, what if the king and queen couldn't get in? And now it's the last half of the ninth inning. Two out and Dobie is up to bat. The last half of the ninth already, he's crazy. Here comes the pitch. It's a hard hit ball going out between second and third base. It's a hot grounder, and Dennis Day's uncle is under it. Dennis Day's uncle? Dobie is out, and the game is over. But we'll not know who won until the final returns come in from New York. Oh, my goodness. Ladies and gentlemen, the foregoing was a paid political broadcast and does not necessarily express an opinion. Mary, turn off that radio. Okay. Now, kids... And now, folks, I'd like to tell you how thrilled I've been. Wait a minute. Who'll turn on that radio again? I did. Oh, kids, let's go in the kitchen and buy some sandwiches. 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