 Ladies and gentlemen, Dennis Day. Dennis Day is brought to you by Palm Olive Soap and Luster Cream Shampoo. Palm Olive Soap, Your Beauty Hope. Luster Cream Shampoo for soft, glamorous, dream girl hair. The Dennis Day Show with Barbara Eiler, B. Benadera, Dink Trout, George Dunning in the Orchestra, and yours truly, Vern Smith, is written by Frank Galen and stars our popular young singer in A Day in the Life of Dennis Day. Here's Dennis to sing Love Somebody. Love somebody, yes I do. Love somebody, yes I do. Love somebody, yes I do. Love somebody, but I won't say who. I get feeling warm and gay when she sends her smile my way. I would marry her today, but who she is I will not say. Love somebody, yes I do. Love somebody, yes I do. Love somebody, yes I do. Love somebody, but I won't say who. Don't know why she acts so shy. Really I'm a harmless guy. Hope she doesn't pass me by. Cause if she did I'd die. I know I'd die. Love somebody, yes I do. Love somebody, yes I do. 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But remember leading skin specialists prove this plan really works regardless of age, skin type or previous beauty care. So try palm olive soap this way using nothing but palm olive as these doctors advised for a lovelier complexion. Loveliness all over. Use big, thrifty bath size palm olive in your tub or shower. The town of Weaverville, having no harbor, has never witnessed the awesome spectacle of a giant ocean liner being eased into port by two tiny tug boats, one on each side. However it does know what such a sight looks like for every once in a while Mrs. Anderson goes out walking between her husband and our young hero Dennis Day. And today with summer drawing to a close and new fall wardrobes to be purchased is one of the occasions. We find our threesome now at their destination Weaverville's largest department store. My, the store is quite crowded today, isn't it Herbert? Yes, there's a big sale on bunny fluff. Yes, some things are marked clear down only three times what they're worth. Good morning, may I help you? Yes, my husband here would like to pick out a suit. Tell him what you want Herbert. Yes, you know that snappy green and white checkered number you have Well, Mr. Clerk. Yes, sir. He'll take the plain blue surge. Yes, a plain blue surge with wide lapels. And narrow lapels. And that's what I say narrow lapels with a nice pleat running. There'll be no pleats. All right, you heard me, no pleats. Just a belt in the back. You'll get no belt in the back either. Could I have some padding in the shoulders pupsie? You could not. Boy, you better not ask for it with trousers, Mr. Anderson. If you want your advice, we'll... Oh, my gracious. What is it, pupsie? Look who's coming right toward us. That snooty Mrs. Van Nosteren, the head of the Weaverville Ladies' Culture Society. Oh, it was her club that turned you down for membership, wasn't it? Yes, not only that, but she's always giving very exclusive parties and never once have I been invited. Can't figure out why. Neither can I. Does she know you? Certainly she knows me. Say, maybe we've stumbled on something. But she is giving another party tonight, and I'd give anything to be... Hmm, I wonder. Do you suppose if I dropped her a few little hints in a very subtle way... Well, it wouldn't hurt to try, pupsie. No, it wouldn't. Now you stay here and try on your suit, and I'll be back in a few minutes. Okay, lover girl. Fancy running into you like this. How are you, darling? Ah, Mrs. Anderson. Yes, and I'm so glad I saw you, my dear. You know, I thought, possibly you could drop over to our house tonight because you see we're absolutely free tonight and have no plans at all tonight, and I thought maybe tonight we could get together tonight. I'm sorry, but that's quite impossible. I'm entertaining this evening myself, a little party for my house guest, Baron Morescu of Romania, royal blood, you know. We also have a house guest with us, the Count de Refville, such a charming boy. Counts staying with you? A real live Count. Oh, yes, they're so much more fascinating than the dead ones, don't you think? Oh, Mrs. Anderson, I simply insist that you and your family come to my party tonight. Oh, Mrs. Van Ostren, how wonderful. With the Count, of course. Oh. Well, we'd just love to come, but you see the Count has a slight cold. But surely a slight cold wouldn't keep him home. Well, this morning it sort of developed into pneumonia. Well, if the Count is indisposed, I think we'd better just forget the whole... Oh, no, no, no, no, no. I'm sure he'll be all right. We'll give him an aspirin or something. Splendid, yes. We'll expect you about eight then. Goodbye, Mrs. Anderson. Goodbye. Clara Anderson, you fool. Why did you have to tell her a thing like that? Now, where are you going to... Mrs. Anderson, your husband wants to come over and look at his new... Dennis, you've just got to help me. I'm in an awful spot. The French Count immediately. Really? Well, let's see. I think it goes... I'm talking about a man, but you'll have to do. Come on, there's work to be done. Dennis, don't you know any other French words besides we? Well, I know one, but I'd be afraid to say it out loud. Why? I don't know what it means. Come on, tell me what it is. I know French. We may be playing with dynamite, Mildred. Which way? Four and Marge. My mind. All right. You certainly look like a Count in that outfit. Yeah, your father gave that to me. The itches? Yeah, he cut it off a pair of his red flannels. Well, you'd never know it. No, not unless it gets loose and the flap opens up. I hope that doesn't happen. Now, we better review those questions about France again to make sure no one can trip you. All right, what's the most beautiful structure in Paris? Charles Goyer? No, silly as the Eiffel Tower. Oh. And remember, every Frenchman is supposed to know exactly how... Now, tell me again, how... Well, it's pretty high, all right. But exactly how high? 984 feet. Did they add a little? Goodness, it's always been 984 feet. Dennis, can't you remember that? Why a child of six could? There's one thing I hear... Well, almost ready. Oh, good, you're all dressed. Dennis, phone for a taxi while Mildred and I get our wraps. Yes, ma'am. Hello, operator, will you get me? Hello, get up. I don't know. Stop the line, will you? I got all the hand. The nostril and the palm of my hands. Pearls are as good as ours. Pearls? Yeah, but how are you going to... I don't know. I'll have to figure out something. What are you yelling about? I can't hear him on the phone, but they can squirrel me. They're going to steal Mrs. Van Ostron's pearls. What? Oh, don't be sad. Give me the phone. You happen to be out of what is left. There's no one on this phone. Just like in a radio play, I'll listen to one. Sure, Dennis. Of course I am, I heard them. Heard them with his very own ears, mother. Very on sense. Look what is... Mildred, keep at it. We'll break her down yet. You know perfectly well that not this boy turns out to be a complete... It's no use, Mildred. Boy, that's Sam and Louis Shirley. We'll be back on this day in just a moment. Meanwhile, see Dennis to sing, You Can't True, Dear. Gracious Mrs. Pardes. Did you ever see so many people, Dennis? There's a lot of them, all right. Dennis Day, if you don't stop the eyes of that low Ford and the woman with him. She looks worse than he does. Oh, gee, what an odd place to hang a mirror. Introduce myself. I'm the Baron Moresco, Mrs. Van Nostrand's house guest. Oh, oh! House guest, the Count de Bretville. Pleasure, monsieur. Touché, madame. He's monseur. So the Count is French. Oui. Permettez-moi, vous souhaitez un séjour très agréable. J'espère que vous voulez vous arrêter les temps zéros ici en la mairie. Un pays admirable, ne croyez-vous pas? Nine hundred and eighty-four feet. For homage. Is it possible that you do not understand French? I do not comprehend this. Oh, I explain on you. The reason that I do not speak French is because when I was only three days old, my mom and papa I bring me here to America. You follow me? Yeah. Good. And of course they send me to a school in this country. You still follow me? Yes, of course. Only if you are living France at such an early age and go to school here, why do you still speak with the French accent? Now you lead and I will follow you. No, I see some people I had better agree. If you'll excuse me, perhaps we can continue this conversation later, eh? But certainly, here, Baron. Good. Pardon, madame. Hello, Sam. Good. Louis. Listen, I got a way to get the pearls out. As a rundum here, parling himself off is a French count. A phony, if I ever saw one. So the minute I lift the pearls off the old girl's neck, I'll plant them in his pocket. Then when he gets outside, we grab him from him, eh? Sure, don't you see? He can't squawk. He's a phony, too. Right. He takes the chances we get the pearls. Louis, it's in the bag. You thought that the Baron could speak French? I know that. But suppose Mrs. Van Nostrand speaks French, too. Gee, we'd be dead. Exactly. So we're taking no more chances. From now on, you're no longer a French count. You're an English duke. An English duke? That's right. And that way, we can't miss. All you have to do is say, eh, petrol when you mean gas and tram when you mean, ooh, my gracious. Look, she's coming right toward us. Dennis Day, if you let me down this time, I'll... How do you do it? Oh, Mrs. Anderson, so nice seeing you. And this, I know, is your distinguished house guest. Charmed, your excellency. Oh, pip-pip, old garbage. Cheerio. I thought a flop, you know. Why, you're English. Oh, quite old porker. But Mrs. Anderson told me you were a French count. Bless my blooming soul, really. Must have been petroled up at the time. I beg your pardon. Oh, quite all right, old cow. No harm done. I say it was juicidly delightful of you to ask me tonight juicidly. Oh. Well, the pleasure is all mine. I know, but still juicidly delightful. Mrs. Anderson, do you really expect to get away with this? Why, I... Please. This man is no more an English duke than I am. You deliberately put him up to this fraud, and I never want... Oh! Oh, my good heavens. Huh? Mrs. Van Ostrand, what is it? Pearls? Where are they? They're gone. Oh, good gracious. Are you sure? Have you looked through all your chins? Listen, the crooks got them. Oh! What happened to his accent? I... You really expect to get away with this? No, but still juicidly delightful. Mr. Well, the pleasure is all mine. I know, but still juicidly delightful. Mrs. I know for you to ask me tonight juicidly. Oh. Well, the pleasure is all mine. I know, but still juicidly delightful. What? Mrs. Anderson, do you really expect to get away with this? I beg your pardon. Oh, quite all right, old cow. No harm done. Oh, I say it was juicidly delightful of you to ask me tonight juicidly. Oh. Well, the pleasure is all mine. I know, but still juicidly delightful. What? Mrs. Anderson, do you really expect to get away with this? Why, I... Please. You're juicier than I am. You deliberately put him up to this fraud and I never would... Oh. Oh, my good heavens. Huh? Mrs. Van Ostrand, what is it? My pearls. Where are they? They're gone. Oh, good gracious. Are you sure? Have you looked through all your chins? Mrs. Anderson, the crooks got them. Oh, what happened to his accent? I knew it. He stole the pearls. No, wait, Mrs. Van Ostrand, I can explain everything. Very well then, now this pipsqueak is posing as a duke. Yeah, explain that. I mean, can you? Certainly. You see, this young man knew your pearls were to be stolen, Mrs. Van Ostrand. He had inside information. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Oh, he deliberately came here posing as a duke. Actually, he is Dennis Day of the FBI. No. And he better because that's his last chance to live. Oh, Mr. Day. Mr. Day, do you think you can find my pearls? Well, I'll try. Now, let's see, what's the first thing to do? Oh, yes, Mrs. Van Ostrand, don't wash your neck. There may be fingerprints. Very well. Now, lock all the doors. Nobody gets out. All your guests are suspects and I'm going to bake every one of them. You're going to what? Broil them. Do you mean grill them? That's it. I've got something to do with cooking. Oh, dear. Do you have my guests under suspicion? Oh, this whole thing is making me so frightful and nervous. Is anyone a match? Oh, yes, ma'am. You bet. I've got one right here in my pocket. Oh, fuck it. Why, Mr. Day, is anything wrong? Your face just turned green. It's nothing, really. Just a new disguise I'm working on to make myself invisible while crawling over lawns. Did you just hear the phone ring? Well, no. Good. I think it's for me. I'll see you later. But, Mr. Day, my pearls. Oh, Mildred, come here. Over in the corner. I've got to talk to you. Oh, Dennis, what is it? Mildred, the pearls, they're in my pocket. Look. Good heavens, how'd they get there? I don't know. Maybe I'm a juvenile delinquent and never realized it. You've got to get out of here, Mildred. If they catch me with these, I'm going to... Yes, I know, but... Anything wrong, my friends? Oh, the young man looks at trifle ill. Oh, yes, that's it. He is ill. Let me help you, sir. Come, right through this French door. Oh, gee, thanks, Baron. You're a pal. That's you, Louis. Good work, Sam. Right in the dot. Okay, cover this guy. Oh, that's all right. I'm not cold. Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Why, Joe? See, this thing, it could go off. A gun. You're not a Baron at all. Why, you... Shut up, Skite. Hey, you can't talk to her like that. I've got a good notion of... Yeah, to what? Better shut up, Skite. All right, friend, let's have those pearls. Yes, sir. Thanks. Okay, Sam, tie them both up. Right. Lie still, you. Dennis, are you going to let these men tie us up without even a struggle? You bet. There we are. Should I give them a little tap with the blank jack? First, let's have a look at the car. Make sure everything's set. Come on. Okay. Dennis. Huh? Listen, I have a plan. Well, it's here. I've got to like it better than a hit in the head. Look, our only chance is writing among themselves. Writing among themselves? Hey, yeah. I see what you mean. Good. Here they come. Okay, that's fine, Sam. I'll meet you in St. Louis with the pearls day after tomorrow. Ha! St. Louis, he says. Quiet, you. Why don't you ask him why he got a plane reservation to Mexico City? What? What's the kid mean, Louis? Oh, he's nuts. Don't listen to a dope like him. Yeah, don't listen to a dope like me, Sam. Let him take the loot to Mexico and eat chili con carne and gringos and stuff. You go to St. Louis and beat your feet in the Mississippi mud. I'll cut that out, kid. So that was your idea, ha, Louis? Oh, don't listen to him. It was just a lucky guess. What? Cross, okay, Louis. This time you get what's coming to you. See this blackjack? I'm warning you, Sam. I got one too. And I'm going to use my face, you rat. Yeah, well, I'm going to beat you with a plane out. Well, what do you know? A dead heat. Dennis, look. They've knocked each other out. Yeah. And here comes everyone from the house. Dennis, are you all right? Oh, yes, mother. Oh, sure, fine, Mrs. Anderson. Oh, Mr. Day, you're a hero. You found my pearls and caught the two thieves. Oh, Mrs. Anderson, I am so grateful. My dear, you may consider yourself a member of my club right now. Oh, Mrs. Van Laustern. Oh, tell me, Mr. Day, how did you ever do it? Oh, he was wonderful, Mrs. Van Laustern. He trailed the bat here. They pulled guns on him, of course, but that means nothing to an FBI man. And then he beat them into unconsciousness with his bare fists. Oh, good heavens. Did you really, Mr. Day? Oh, sure. Look, the hard way, too, with both hands tied behind my back. Dennis Day will be back in just one minute to sing its magic. But first, dream girl, dream beautiful luster cream girl. Tonight, you can see this come true, revealed by a luster cream shampoo. You'll see your hair lovelier, your wave or curls softer, more glamorous, easy to do quickly. Even in hardest water, luster cream shampoo leaves hair three ways lovelier. Fragrantly clean, easier to manage, brilliant with sheen. Don't wait. Tonight, use luster cream shampoo. Not a soap, not a liquid, but a dainty, magical cream. Discover why it's by far the top favorite cream shampoo. Get the big jar $1. Smaller sizes, either tubes or jars. Tonight, you can be a dream girl, dream girl, beautiful luster cream girl. You owe your crowning glory to a luster cream shampoo. With George Duning in the orchestra, here's Dennis to sing the romantic ballad, It's Magic. You sigh, the song begins. You speak, and I hear violin. It's magic. Dessert the skies and rush to nestle in your eyes. It's magic. It's magic. This week, tune in to another Dennis Day Show brought to you by Parmalic Soap, Your Beauty Hope, and Luster Cream Shampoo for Soft Glamorous Green Girl Hair. Dentists know what cleans teeth best, and over 4,000 dentists say Colgate Tooth Powder with a two-minute routine gets teeth sparkling and super clean. So to remove Delfilm and get your teeth shining clean, just brush teeth two minutes morning and night with Colgate Tooth Powder, always brush away from the gums. See how quickly this gets teeth naturally bright. It removes Delfilm that improper brushing misses, and Colgate Tooth Powder also sweetens your breath. Try it, buy Colgate Tooth Powder today. This is Vern Smith reminding you the Dennis Day returns again next week, same time, same station. 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