 Music by Dupont, makers of better things for better living through chemistry. Opening this evening to celebrate American musical play, Showboat, with music by Jerome Kern, book and lyrics by Oscar Hammerstein II, founded on Edna Ferber's best-selling novel, Showboat. Fair on your boat tonight, I could pay you my fare tomorrow at four o'clock. We don't like to pick up actors off the docks, but we can't be choosy now. Madam, your courtesy is only exceeded by your charm. Trooping up and down the Mississippi. One day, Gay asked Nola to marry him, and she does. Bring changes. As Mr. and Mrs. Ravenall, they leave the showboat to see life in Chicago. They're riding high when Captain Andy and Parth, they come to visit them in 1893, at the time of the World's Fair. After the World's Fair, sometimes each strike a grinch, and off they go to the Sherman House, and then they're becoming back here. I mean, they're getting married for four quarters. Well, I mean, how did you know where we live? Oh, we're leaving. We're only temporary quarters. It's so near Gay's business. It'll be done soon. We're doing pretty good. Yeah. We open New Year's Eve at the Trocadero. Oh, I've been there often. Yeah. And not lately, though. Well, honey, you know, maybe I could fix it so you can get a job, maybe singing and playing the guitar like you used to on the showboat? That'll be fine, Nola. Oh, well, I'm afraid Gay would never hear of it. Of course, I'd like, I mean, just as a lark. I don't need the money. Of course you don't. Oh, I just left this letter for you. Oh, thank you, Mrs. O'Brien. Must be from Gay, Ellie. Do you remember? I've got to have this room today, Mrs. O'Brien. Excuse me a minute, Ellie. I've got to see what Gay says. She probably wants to meet me somewhere. What's the matter? Is Gay hurt? I may believe it if I hear somebody else say it. By the time this letter reaches you, I shall be on a train bound. God knows where. There's nothing left to pour on me. No more friends to borrow from. I'm doing this because I think it's right. And because I love you. Please believe I'll always love you. Goodbye, your own Gay. Oh, Nola. I never thought of living without Gay. Well, he seems to think it'd be better off. Better off? I never complained. I've lived like this half the time. One room, washing clothes in the basin, cooking food over a gas jet. But I loved him. And if all that went with it, I was willing to take it. I thought he knew that. Nola, remember what we said about the crocodile? The crocodile? Orange. Yes. I might try that. I'll, I'll think it over. We'll leave you alone, Nola. You can get us at the Forks Hotel, honey. Goodbye, Nola. Goodbye. As you said, you don't need another singer. You have no other job anyway, huh? Yeah, Julie? I'm walking out of this place. And listen, don't tell Nola I was ever here. Remember now, don't tell her. Sure, Julie. Awesome. The showboat. A star of a showboat. Don't mean nothing in Chicago. Just some up-to-date numbers.