 Lux presents Hollywood. The Lux Radio Theatre brings you George Brent and Kay Francis in The Lady is Willing. Ladies and gentlemen, your producer, Mr. Cecil B. DeMille. Greetings from Hollywood, ladies and gentlemen. An American soldier in North Africa can't tell who he's going to see these days. A man rides up in a jeep and it turns out to be the President of the United States. A liberator bomber drops from the sky and outsteps the Prime Minister of England. A sergeant dives into an air raid shelter and who should be sitting there calm as you please but Kay Francis. Kay came back to Hollywood last week and tonight the Lux Radio Theatre celebrates her return to the quieter kind of drama by co-starring her with one of our longtime favorites, George Brent. We borrowed George from the Coast Guard and our play tonight is the Columbia Picture Success The Lady is Willing. Needless to say, so are we. It's a romantic comedy about an actress, a foundling and a doctor who have some very exciting adventures together. We recommend it for your entertainment this evening and later we'll ask Kay about her adventures abroad. You may be interested too in a conference I had the other day in my office making plans for our new picture, the story of Dr. Wassell. That's the story of the country doctor who drew the attention of President Roosevelt by his work of mercy during the battle of Java. We were talking about costumes when someone remarked, I guess you won't need any Lux Flakes for this picture. He meant of course that for dramatic purposes the battle-scarred uniforms in the picture needed to look dirty, not clean. But my heckler had forgotten a group of girls on the island of Java who will be wearing gay colored sarongs. Take it from me, in these days the motion picture business doesn't waste any materials or fabrics. But technicolor requires that picture, that costumes look just as fresh at the end of the picture as they do when we start. So our method will be the same one you use at home, Lux Flakes. Now here's the curtain for the lady is willing. And the first act, starring George Brent as Dr. McBain and Kay Francis as Liza Madden. Yes, a baby is missing, perhaps kidnapped, no one knows for certain. However, the newsboy's clamor is of no concern for the moment to Kenneth Hamlin and Leona Budd, manager and secretary to New York's newest stage star, Elizabeth Madden. I above the street in her apartment, Ken and Buddy are pondering the imponderable. Their boss, Liza Madden. Precisely why am I sitting here, Buddy? Precisely, I don't know. Liza called and said for both of us a meter here. How long ago was that? All about half an hour. Doesn't she think I have anything else to do? I'm getting pretty well fed up with Liza Madden and her whims, which from beginning to end is a distinct understatement. You don't think I love every minute of it, do you? Where did she call from? I told you she said she was calling from a drug store and for us to be here. She had a surprise. You know what happened the last time? Yeah, she brought home that old brown bear. Incidentally, the zoo's getting very nasty about the feed bill. Buddy, you don't suppose Liza got married? In a drug store? Well, could she? She could. She can do anything but hang on to money. Oh, which reminds me, Mary Lou has to get the groceries. Have you got ten dollars, Ken? If I have it, it's all I've got. Well, give it to me. Mary Lou! Yes, sir. Will you come here, please? Yes, sir. Grocer's put us on a cash basis. He found out he couldn't cash glamour. Yes, Miss Buddy. Mary Lou, here, will you buy the groceries? Better get something good for a shot. Yes, my sure will, Miss Buddy. Ken, have you ever realized what a heavenly luxury guesting board would be? Buddy, Buddy! Well, here we go. What is it, Liza? In here? Buddy, Buddy, call a doctor. Quick! A doctor? What for? Say, what is that thing you have there? Get me a doctor. Liza, what have you got? A baby. Look! A what? A baby! That's what I thought you said. Now, hurry, Buddy. Call somebody important and find out who's the best opposition in town. It's a little late for that, isn't it? Maybe you mean a pediatrician. I mean a baby doctor, not a foot doctor. A baby doctor for babies. Oh, never mind. I'll do it all myself. I have to. Hello? Hello, this is Miss Madden. The manager, please. Oh, well, look. Well, you come up to my apartment now. Right now. I want some alterations. And by the way, who's the best obstetrician in town? Not obstetrician, pediatrician, and hang up. Um, McFayne? Dr. McFayne? Send him over here immediately. Yes, immediately. I have a baby now. What? Yes, sir. I have a baby. Buddy, is there anything in the lease that says that I can have a baby? That depends. Well, hello? I don't care what Philly said. I've already got a baby. Well, how could I tell you? I didn't know it myself until a half hour ago. No, no. Hello, I don't care about your rules. They're silly. And come up here right away about the alterations. Now, look, Liza, will you stop chewing the scenery to shreds and tell us just what's the idea? If possible. Where'd you steal it? Wonderful. I'm beautiful. Will you quit schmoozing that kid and tell us where you got it? Stop calling it if. It's a her. All right. Where did you get hers? I just took her. She's mine now. Liza, look, let's start talking sense. No matter how much you want her, you just can't play fondling home without a license. Now, tell Mama and Papa all about it. Yes, what's the idea? I was coming from the theater in a cab up 8th Avenue. There was a traffic jam and that block of awful rooming houses, police cars and everything. So I got out to see what had happened. Naturally. It didn't occur to you. There was a very excitable Italian and some policemen. It seemed the man was a rooming housekeeper and some people had abandoned this precious little darling in one of his rooms. And poor Joe was just crying, said to break your heart. Joe? Yeah, Joe who? Joe. That's what I decided to call her. Joanna. It's odd and acute. All right. So Joe was crying. So I said to the policemen, give me the baby. And he did. Of course he did. And the minute I called her, she stopped crying and smiled. She reached up and broke my string of pearls and just glued and gurgled so happily. To the accompaniment of pearls tinkling across the floor. That was a $6,000 gurgle. Oh. Don't be silly. It wasn't a silly deed, she wanted. She was just reaching for me instinctively. We were meant for each other. And so well, I just walked out of there and brought her home where she belonged. You just brought her home where she belonged. Didn't the cops remark about it? I know. They will? Off stage I can hear the bloodhounds paying on the scent. Well, the policemen don't know anything about it. They were too busy trying to understand the excitable Italian. They never even noticed me go. The perfect time. The crime has nothing to do with it. Well, maybe it's technically against the law, but what of it? You'll know what of it. You'll find out in Sing Sing's laundry. Oh, it's so simple, Ken. Now you get busy with a lot of lawyers and make your round of mind legally. That's your job. Give me my hat. Ours not to reason why. Miss Liza? Look, Milo. Isn't she an angel? Oh, angel. Right from heaven. Who'd have been sure it belonged to Miss Liza? My Milo. Isn't it wonderful? Oh, my. Y'all? It's you that's live with no Miss Liza, and I'd never know the thing. What? Oh, no, no, no, Mary Lou. Now, now, you must... Oh, no, Mary Lou. You mustn't think what half the English-speaking populace is going to think. Miss Elizabeth Madden? Yes, your... Well, I'm Dr. Corey McFayne. Is this the sick infant? Savannah is not sick. Oh. I simply called you to examine her. I make up a daily schedule for her. Food, exercise, everything. I mean everything physical, of course. I'm going to take care of her cultural development myself. Well, I'm sure there's no one more competent. Let me see the infant. Maybe she's just too precious. Hmm. Well, the infant's just simply all right. Now, uh... But please don't take infant. She sounds so unaffectionate, as though she had no personality. She's called a Joanna. Yeah. Well, Joanna needs different clothes. These aren't suitable. Oh, yes, sir. And I suggest that you choose a different name for Joanna. A different name? Yes. This girl happens to be a boy. Oh. Oh, no, Doctor. Doctor, she can't be. She was wearing all pink. And everybody knows that boys wear blue and girls wear pink. Don't you know that? Well, I'm sorry, Miss Madden, but that's hardly a scientific method of determination. How are you, Doctor? All right. Well, the male infant I've just examined isn't quite good health. Male? You mean Joanna's a boy? Yes. Well, well, wonders never cease. Well, here's a prescription. It's all I can offer. Oh, just this book? Simple rules for the care of infants. Well, that's all you need under the second census. Good day. Oh, wait a moment, please, Doctor. Yes. Hello? Who? Oh, Gensler. Well, just a minute. Say, Liza, did you order a special fur coat sent to the actor's home? Yes. It's for Emmeline Friedhoff. For home? Friedhoff. You remember? She was a great actress before we were born. Well, somebody told me she was living on charity in that cold, crammy home. So I had Gensler pick up some skin to make her a coat. Oh. Gensler? Carry on. I'll see you in debtor's prison. Oh, pardon, Mr. Madden. But did I hear you correctly? You were worried for fear an aged woman might be cold? Yes. And you're aware of keeping her warm at the center of her coat. Was that your solution? Mm-hmm. Well, Mr. Madden, I've taken the liberty of writing down the name and address of a colleague of mine. Here. I honestly urge that you visit him as soon as possible. Doctor, I'm in perfect health. My colleague doesn't practice medicine. He's a psychiatrist. Elvis? No. Oh. Alexander. Uh-oh. Arthur? Oh, you don't like that, do you? You have Goodman, Bernard, Boyd. Our roll call, huh? Well, OK. No, I'm trying to find a suitable name for him for Miss Lynn. Now, let's see, Benjamin. Bradford? I see. What's he supposed to do when whittled through his teeth? Of course not. How about Burnett, honey? No. Well, then there's that teeth. Look, Liza, if you don't take my advice, that teeth will be passing you gumdrop through the bars at Sing Sing. Let me smuggle a little, uh, let me sneak him into police station some night and then run like everything. Stop being Charlie. Go see some more lawyers. I've seen all the lawyers in town, Liza. Technically, you're a kidnapper and there's nothing to do with the baby, but turn him over to the authorities. Nonsense. I'm going to adopt him. Liza, you can't do it. You're unmarried. You're so broke you couldn't buy this kid a free lunch. Well, that's all you need. They don't let people adopt babies unless they're married or have money. Hello, everybody. How's the happy little family? Well, buddy, I just can't find a name for him. Well, you could make one up. Yeah, make up a number. Then he won't feel slighted when you get one. Ah, that is an idea, buddy. Let's see now. George, Harry, oh, Carrie. How about Guts? I've got it. Cory. How about Cory, darling? Yeah. You see? He likes it. You're all confused with what I'm going to have to commit to keep us out of jail, Harry Cory. See what you can do with a buddy. Mr. Ken, what do you think that baby Miss Liza's going to be called? The last straw. But don't that sound like a race horse? Yeah, I guess it do, but still. Hello, Miss Liza Madden's apartment. Huh? George, how many times do I have to tell you not to call me during my business hours? I don't want to. Huh? What? The police? They coming up here? The police, they coming up here. What? The police, two polices and a police lady. They coming up here for the baby. Well, well, well, just keep calm. Oh, sure. Incidentally, you have lovely risk for handcuffs. Now just keep calm, buddy. Keep calm, everybody. And there you go. Hide the toys in the icebox. Yes. And, and, and, buddy, you take Cory and hide him in the icebox. No, no, I mean take him out of here and take him over to that vacant apartment down the hall. The important thing for everybody is to keep our heads. Uh, this Miss Madden's apartment? Yes, sir. We'd like to see Miss Madden. I'm Miss Madden's secretary. May I help? No. We want to see Miss Madden. You may go, Mary Lou. I'm sorry, sir, but this is the hour when Miss Madden rests. Is that the photographer, buddy? No, dear, it isn't. Oh, I'm sorry. Oh, you must be the people to see about the decorating I want done. Uh, no, we aren't, Miss Madden. I'm Sergeant Barnes of the Detective Division. This is Mrs. Cummings of the Child Welfare Department of Patrolman Murphy. How do you do? Make yourselves at home. What is it you want? A police benefit appearance? Uh, no, Miss Madden. I'd like to ask you a few questions about a baby. A baby? A baby? A baby was abandoned in a rooming house. Oh, how awful. Murphy here was investigating when a young woman offered to hold the baby for him. Yes. And she walked off with the baby. Well, don't you worry a bit, Mr. Murphy. She'll turn up. Things always happen, happen for the best. Uh, we traced the baby through a cab driver to this apartment. You can't have babies here. It's against the rules. She probably just went in the front door and out the back. Criminals often do that. It's called throwing the police off the fence. Yes, yes, yes. So I've heard. However, Miss Madden, if it's all the same to you, I'd like to look through your apartment. Perhaps there's a baby kicking around you, haven't noticed. Well, I certainly, Sergeant, help yourself. Go right through the place and stem the fence. Buddy, don't move. Except the chute that hooshes the bodies down into East River. I guess you're convinced, aren't you, Sergeant? Well, I'm sorry to bother you, Miss Madden. You understand her, don't you? Perfectly. And I'm very happy to have met you. And you too, Mr. Murphy. And you, Mr. Cummings. Thank you, Miss Madden. Well, I guess we'll be going. Oh, sorry, I was about to nod. Oh, you come in. These folks are about to go. No, thank you. I was just instructed by the house manager to tell you that under the unusual circumstances, we can allow you to have the apartment next door for a nursery for your new baby. Ah, what's that, what's that? Look, pal, well, you try and get us a connecting bath at Sing Sing. Guess that's everything, Liza. You ready, Mrs. Cummings? Yes. Do you want to get the baby, Miss Madden? Wait a minute. You get all his toys, buddy. And a little blue blanket. I'll stop stalling, will you? The more you prolong, Miss Madden, the more difficult it's going to be. Right. You don't have to tell me that, Miss Cummings. I know it. I still want to keep him as long as I can. Oh, you'd understand if you had a child of your own. I have five children of my own, Miss Madden. Oh. Oh, I'm terribly sorry. But then you do know. Of course I do. Well, I, I guess that's it. I guess. No. You've made me think a little. Yes. I was thinking that by the time I got way uptown, it would be almost seven, and I live in Brooklyn. A long trip. I was just wondering. Yes. You were wondering? I was wondering if the ends of justice wouldn't be served just as well. If I left the baby here with you tonight, I could stop and get him in the morning. Oh, I'm sure it'll be all right. I know it will really. I think it will, too. I'll get along now, Miss Madden. See you tomorrow. Good night. Good night, Mrs. Cummings. Hey, where'd she go? She forgot the baby. No, no, she didn't give him to me. There, there, Coy. I can have you for one more night. You mean she's going to leave him here tomorrow? Isn't it wonderful? Well, yeah, but I'm wondering, did she do us a favor? Something just has to be done. I want Coy more than anything else in the world. Liza, do we have to go through all this again at this hour? Even if I could pass a miracle, it's too late. It isn't too late to be married. Well, there does have to be a party of the second part for those things, you know. And I don't think that you can... Tim, listen. Huh? Open. Now, Liza, don't look at me that way. No. Ken? No, I won't. I will not marry you. I'll sign your notes. I'll defraud your producers. I'll help you steal babies. But I won't become the father of your child. I don't see why I haven't thought of this before. We can find her just for the peace somewhere and... Miss Liza! Miss Liza, the baby something's happened. He's found a purple all over his stomach. Who's what? Oh, Ken. Ken, call that doctor. It isn't time for it, Miss Madden. You sure? Definitely. Oh, Doctor. And Miss Madden, these, um... these pants for child have been wearing. Where did you get them? I made them myself. Now, to what kind of material, please? Well, uh... Praise the sheen. That's fine. That's fine. Well, after this, would you please give a little thought of that very ordinary substance known as cotton? This stuff is rougher than double-o sandpaper. Oh, honey. Honey, it was all my fault. Oh, I'm so sorry, Corey, darling. Not now, Miss Madden. Is that doctor? Oh, his name is Corey, too. Yes. It's a... It's a nice name, isn't it? I made it up. Oh, you did? Oh, I see. Well, I, uh... I suggest you get Corey some ordinary cotton garments and I'll leave a prescription for the rest. Thank you, Doctor. I guess they'll know how to take care of him at the home. Home? Are you sending him to a home? I'm not sending him. They're taking him to the baby welfare home, just because of some stupid technicality. I take it everything's under control, Doctor? Yes. Will you come with me? I have a prescription. You can sit at that desk and write, Dr. McBain. Oh, thank you. Miss Madden seems quite broken up over losing the baby. Yes, so am I. Not over the kid, over Liza. That kid's the only thing she's ever really wanted for herself, and I don't see what's so criminal about that. Lots of women want babies and get them. Well, in a much less spectacular fashion, Mr. Budd. Well, no mother'd ever take better care of her child. For instance, look, Liza even had the bar torn out. Said it was a bad atmosphere for Corey. Where's the prescription? Well, what's so funny? You? Miss Madden, I'm sorry. I wasn't laughing at you, really. I was laughing because of your misguided devotion for that child. You think I'm crazy? Well, I didn't say so. You told me to go see a psychiatrist. A psychiatrist. That's a nuts doctor. He treats insane people. No, Miss Madden, even sane people sometimes go to see a psychiatrist. I went to one myself once. One of something I couldn't have, too. Not a baby. Oh, no. No, rabbits. 365,000, 422 rabbits. I needed their livers. Where's the prescription, buddy? I'll get it filled. Miss Madden, if it's our, you better let me go with you. Thanks. No matter how I think you'll find a drug store open now. Oh, never mind that, doctor. You just go right along with her. She can't find one. She'll build one and open it. I'm sorry I didn't mean to offend you, Miss Madden. You made fun of me. But I didn't. Of course you did. All that nonsense about a... A psychiatrist? About going to a psychiatrist because you wanted rabbits. Well, I wasn't trying to be funny. I did want them and I still do. What on earth for? Well, I wanted to prove or disprove a theory of mine about a pneumonia cure. But I'd have to study it on the bloodstream of 17 generations of rabbits, which amounts to 365,422 rabbits exactly. I don't see why it's so complicated. All you'd need to start would be two rabbits. I'm sure these two rabbits wouldn't be very hard to get off, expensive. No, but every time I started, a person was asked to come along and I had to go back to babies. You see, there's no money in research, and when certain people kept telling me I was crazy. I wanted to give up a successful practice for something that was no money in. And I finally believed it myself. That's when I went to the booby doctor. Did he think you were crazy? No. Neither do I. Dr. McBain, will you marry me? I asked you, would you marry me? Well, I... I'm not asking you to do anything unethical. You won't even have to speak to me in the elevator if you don't want to. Madden, I... It will be extremely practical and get us both what we want. I want my baby. The welfare couldn't refuse good if I married to a baby doctor. No. And you want thousands and thousands of rabbits, don't you? Well, yes, but I... Well, I've already taken the next apartment and you can put your rabbit in the pot I don't need for a nursery. I know, but you don't know anything about me. Nonsense. You were recommended by the manager of my apartment. And you like rabbits. Now, nobody who likes rabbits could be very vicious. Now, look. You don't marry people the same day you examine their babies. But if you marry me, everything becomes so simple and logical. Well, Madden, marriage is never simple and seldom logical. Besides, it will improve your standing when you start practicing again. I always have much more confidence in a doctor when he has a picture of his baby on his desk. Miss Madden, you don't mind if I sit down on the curb, do you? No. No, I'll just sit right down with you. Now, it won't take long at all. I was married in my last place and I know just how to do it. Morning would be the best time because then we could go right down and have a baby adopted. And you wouldn't waste any time to then start it on your rabbit. You don't understand. I have to build a new type of lady. Oh, just a minute, boys. Could I have one of your cards, please? Yeah, now, look. I can't go. Sonny, I'd like to have you meet Dr. McBain, my fiancee. Hiya, Doc. And here's a dollar. I want you to call him at 7.30 tomorrow morning at the number on his card. Yes, ma'am. 7.30 tomorrow. What'll I tell him? Tell him not to forget to marry me. Francis and George Brent will return in just a moment for act two of The Lady is Willing. Nowadays, it's a tragedy when stocking runs pop and a perfectly good pair of stockings says... A view, a view can't bring a view. Yes, a view. I can no longer stay with you. Stay with you. Now, runs can be due to a number of things. Snags, for example, when stockings catch on chairs. Or, in the case of rayon stockings, if you wear them before they're thoroughly dry. But just as often, the wrong way of washing can make stocking threads tender so they break easily. I'm sure the advice your stockings would give if they could would be... Oh, give your whole the life of luxury and then they will do well for me. The reason I'm so sure you'll get better wear if you luck stockings every night is that a famous laboratory, the United States Testing Company, recently made a whole series of tests. They repeatedly washed rayon stockings different ways. Then tested them on an almost human machine that pulls and stretches them the way you do when you wear them. And here's what they found. Luxing cut down runs over 50%. Yes, stockings washed with new improved luck went into runs far less quickly than those rubbed with cake soap or washed with a strong soap. And that went for silk, nylon, cotton stockings, too, as well as rayon. So, better stick to luck these days. And don't, by the way, let stockings be around for several days before luxing. The perspiration can do damage. Lux them nightly. Be sure to dry rayon 24 to 48 hours. Now, to sum up... Oh, give your whole the life of luxury and then they will do well for me. We pause now for station identification. This is the Columbia Broadcasting System. Act two of the Lady is Willing, starring George Brent as Dr. McBain and Kay Francis as Liza Madden. Elopements are sometimes new, but when a famous stage star lobes, it's a headline. And that's exactly what happened to Liza Madden. Be sure she married Dr. Corey McBain merely as a matter of convenience and on one day's acquaintance. Now, on her husband's arms he swirls through photographers into the lobby of her apartment house. Thanks a lot, Miss Madden. Take good care of her, Doc. We'll give you a nice break. Good-bye, Liza. Good-bye, Miss Madden. Are they sweet, Doctor? Yeah. Well, what's the matter with you? Nothing, nothing. However, I innocently thought that things only happened in the movie. Oh, not at all. Don't worry, sir. You'll get to know him. Come on, Miss Perry, I just can't wait to see the baby. Oh, where is that elevator? I presume somewhere between this floor and the 45th. Yes, I know, but, sir. Oh, here it is. Sorry, darling. Oh, hello, Francis. Hello, what do you mean, hello? Now, Carl, you can just give me a nice big kiss. I don't run into you so much anymore. Now. Now, please, Francis, please. Oh, don't worry, darling. It's angelic lipstick. Well, this is, uh, Mrs. McBain, uh, Mrs. McBain. Oh, darling, you're still all thumbs, aren't you? Listen to him. Mrs. McBain, Mrs. McBain. Never mind my ex-husband. I'm Mrs. McBain. What's your name? Well, it's, uh, it's all a great big surprise to me, but... I guess I'm Mrs. McBain number two. What? How interesting. As far as I know, I'm number one. I'm in the dark. What number am I? Uh, two. Well... I guess I must be the last. We were just married this morning. Have you found out about his rabbit yet? He has a perfect mania for them. The first time he said rabbit, run. Well, thank you. You know, Kare, you filled out a little. Oh, well, do you think so? Well, goodbye, Francis. Your culture didn't pull like that when we were married. Well, I think if that was one of the, uh, more personal disasters that ends up with your work. Well, yes, one of them. You don't have to squirm like that, doctor. You can have that coat met up for your next wedding. Oh, listen, don't rub it in. Welcome home, Miss Liza. Hello, everybody. Here we go. I am. Miss Liza, don't you walk across that threshold. Wait a minute, wait. What for? Ain't no bride coming straight into this house and let you pull it across the threshold. Come on, Mary Lou, don't be so sentimental. Yes, but it's bad. Love just to walk in. I don't mind. You don't? No, it's a very pleasant event. Well, just you pick up, doctor. That's right. And over you go. Well, you've got to launch, doc. Congratulations. Buddy, how's the baby? Oh, fine. Now, if you're strong enough to face facts, you better come in and have a look at the nursery before the decorator puts in a scenic railway. Oh, it's going to be adorable, I know. All it needs is a guy going through selling cotton candy on a stick. Oh, isn't it wonderful? Yeah, in a monster sort of way. It's just too beautiful. I do think it could use more slight on that logo. Oh, yeah, it just springs for more. The reason did heavenly glory, darling. What? Oh, she doesn't mean you. Looks like somebody around here is going to be called junior. I wouldn't be a bit surprised if you're here. Come on, I'll show you the rest of your apartment right in here. Hey, what's been placed? Oh, what's this? Oh, you hanging hat? And all that? Here's your bunny home, doctor. Oh, and this crate? The big one? Oh, that came that long after you left. Park Avenue Pet Shop Senate. More bunnies. I know, but I didn't order any rabbits. You weren't supposed to order anything. Just tell me what you want. Cables, my distro... Now, look, let's not get off on a misunderstanding. I'll get my own equipment. There's a bill for this, and anything else has been ordered. Well, it might be interesting for me to know these things. I thought you were moving in to take care of Liza's baby in return for which she set you up in a rabbit. That was not my understanding. I can say that... But you did make an honest mother out of her. I know, I know. And from where you are sitting, I'm sort of a scientific gigolo. Well... Now, look, for six years I've had a good practice. I've been miserable, but I had a good practice, and I'm not broke. I want to do research now, and this seems like the opportunity. Oh, I see. I didn't marry Mitch Madden for free when she said something for me. I don't know what she... Well, she's different from that, that bitch. I hope you know what you're doing, rabbit man. Do you like it? I ordered the whole thing yesterday. You tell her, doc. I'll stand. Well, it's very thoughtful of you. Look, this one's named Felton, isn't it? Yeah. They have a tag on his neck. Mm-hmm. The other one's the lady one. Oh, isn't she sweet? Very. Well, everything's all right, isn't it? Of course you haven't got a sitting room. We're using that for the baby. Oh, I'll sit with a rabbit, they won't mind. I don't mean that you can't come over sometime. You can come for meals. Well, that's fine. You know, I'm beginning to feel vaguely related to you. You don't eat a big dinner, do you? Yes, tremendous. Oh, well, I'll tell Mary Lou. You see, when I'm working, I eat a tomato salad at 5.30. Oh, thanks. Well, I'll come for lunch sometime. I don't eat any. Breakfast? I eat that in bed at 10. Oh, well, never mind. I'll come over occasionally for a spot of cribbit. Well, look at that. What? Three, four, five, two... What are you counting? Rabbit, Kevin, eight. But they're just sultans. I'm the lady one of my crates. There was. At this moment, Mr. and Mrs. Sultans are eight. Ooh! Ooh! Ooh! That's what this... Oh, the book is twice. Nothing is just butch, you know. His name is Corey. And pick him up all that cold floor right away. Well, I had to call him something. Junior doesn't seem right considering my temporary position here. Give him to me. Well, why have you got him up at this hour? It's almost two o'clock. Well, he woke up crying a while ago, so I thought I'd play with him. He is crying now. No, but you see... Well, he's going right straight back to bed. Well, I'll put him to bed. I will put him to bed? All right, but easy now. Watch his head. I am. There. But how is that, Corey? Now, the covers. That's right. That's him in. Now, wait. I know how to do this. After all, he is my baby. And mine too. He is... Oh, but I... I guess he's our baby. Oh, come on. Let's hope he goes back to sleep. What are you doing? Fixing these covers? There, there. He'll probably get some sleep if we just leave him alone. Come on. We can close the door now. Think you'll be all right? Butch? Sure. But it's so late to have him up. I'm not worried about him. I'm worried more about his mother. Me? You're worried about me? Why? Well, you do keep horrible hours. Oh, that's always the way in the theater. Well, it works too hard. I always thought acting was easy. You know, like testing mattresses? Well, I met you. What is it? You know, you're the first actress I've ever met. And I'd like to know something. What? I'd like to know if you ever get nervous on the stage. Always on an opening night? Uh-huh. I guess it's something like a foreign operation. I always get nervous. But it flies down here. I'd say you work pretty hard yourself. Well, I'm halfway through my experiment, and it's still holding up. Good. I knew you could work it out. How are Mr. and Mrs. Felton, by the way? I'm as bright as great, great, great grandparents I've ever seen. You know, we should go to bed. Get some rest. I know. I'll probably look awful tomorrow. It'll take more than staying up all night to do that. What? Make you look awful. Well, I've been married three months, and my husband finally pays me a compliment. That's progress. Hello. Is Miss Madden finished yet? Yep. The finale is just over. I'd like to see her, please. You're Mr. Madden, ain't you? Yeah. First door on the right. Miss Madden? Oh, Carly, come in. Well, what are you doing here? Oh, I thought I'd drop by. Well, sit down. Where do I get this make-up for? You don't mind, do you? It's always like this in the theater. Oh, thanks. First push that stuff on the floor. That's nice. Why is that, darling? Well, where are we going tonight? No, I'm sorry. Look, I can't tonight. Okay, this is my husband, Dr. McBell. Oh, are you, doctor? I didn't know you were going to be here. Oh, that's all right. I just dropped in. Yes, he's going to take you home tonight. Well, we'll make it again, huh? Sure. Good night, sir. Good night, darling. And don't forget that kiss. Thanks. So long. See you again, doc. Well, I... I didn't mean to break up anything, Miss Madden. Oh, don't be silly. He's just my leading man. And by the way, when you're in the theater, you might as well call me by my first name. It's, uh, Liza, in terms of... Oh, yes, I knew. Liza. Corey, why are you here? To tell you about my rabbit. Oh. The seldom's doing just as well? No, it isn't that. You see, it's really something to celebrate. I sent my first report to the foundation the other day. And? I just got a wire from Chicago, offering me a $25,000 fellowship to carry on my experiment there. Corey, why didn't you tell me? I just did. I'm so very happy. I thought you'd be interested. After all, you bought the rabbit. Oh, well, I paid our buddy for everything that's cost you so far, and the rent for the rest of the year. And I don't like that guy. They can, are you in love with him? No, of course not. Well, he kissed you. Oh, but he kisses everybody. He thinks they like it. Oh, do they? Oh, I don't know. I don't think any woman likes to be kissed, unless it's the right man. Oh. Well, there ought to be signals. There are. How? You'll learn. I said you're making progress. Come on, let's celebrate. Oh, Corey. Isn't he just a darling when he sleeps like that? He's hand on his cheek. Yes, isn't he? Uh-oh. That sounds like poor thought to me, but is it? Well, it's time for both of us to be in bed. Good night. Corey. Yes? Corey. Thanks for Dan leaving. Well, maybe we can celebrate again when I get back. Oh. Well, are you going? I'll go for the foundation. Well, I didn't realize that. And it'll, well, it will give you a chance to get the divorce. Divorce? Well, what divorce? For me. I think you've proved to the World Factor Committee you're a fifth mother, which will be used by law in a little while, you know. So that kind of washes me up. But I didn't plan for it to happen this way, though. That was part of the agreement, remember? Everything's happening so fast. Can't we just forget the agreement? Do you want to, Liza? Yes. But you don't want me to forget the divorce? Never, darling. Is that the signal? Darling, how fast you progress. Morning, Eilu. Morning, Miss Liza. What's the matter with you on such a lovely morning? Lovely. It's raining out. And what you're doing up to such hour? I'm getting the doctor's breakfast myself this morning. What does he say to me like? Living bacon. Miss Liza, whatever's the matter with you, where's the bacon? Miss Liza, you've got an awful happy contentment. Look, what you been doing, I should know about. Find that bacon, Eilu, and put acting like a policeman. Miss, who is it? Carly. Oh, Frances, what are you doing here? What do you think? I live in the building now. Well, all right. So what? So I had an idea when I read this in this morning's paper. Dr. Carly T. Bain has been awarded a fellowship of $25,000. Money on your receipt. I know all about it. Now thanks, now if you'll... Carly, you're not grateful. I came down to congratulate you. You're not going to get a dime. I didn't say anything about money. You don't have to. You ooze blackmail. But $25,000 can buy a lot of letters. The rabbits couldn't eat that much. Now look, I'm married quite happily so. I got a bit awfully late last night. You want to congratulate me? Go home and send a wire. I just wanted to tell you that I'm invited down to South America. Good. Now get out of here. And that I could use $5,000 or $10,000. I wouldn't give you a rusty razor blade to let out a hand. You're still bad tempered, Carly. Now Francis, please, go home. I'm going to take a shower. We'll just see if you can't loan me a little money. Get away long distance. I want to put in the call to the Buenos Aires. The Hotel Pallejo. That's right. Yes. Carly to Dr. Bain's apartment. Oh, I didn't realize that. Pardon me for interrupting Mrs. McBain. Not at all, Mrs. McBain. Who's out there? Liza? Yes, she's here, dear. I'll be out in a second, Liza. I'm taking a shower. And I'm only waiting for a telephone call. And I'm little red-riding hood bringing some goodies to the wolf. After a decent admission, Mr. DeMille presents K. Francis and George Brent in the third act of The Lady is Willing. Now, Sally says there's one question that's practically guaranteed to make a woman man. If she knows anything about housekeeping, it's this. Do you work or just keep house? If it didn't make you so mad, you'd probably be slaughtered because if you can run your house through the cooking and cleaning and dishwashing without looking as though you did some real honest goodness work, you're pretty smart. And I'll lay you a little bet, Sally, that on the shelf in the kitchen in homes like that you'd find a big box of new improved lux for dishes. 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George Brent and I will get Kay Francis' North African story for you when the play is over. But now the curtain rises on Act 3 of The Lady is Willing, starring Kay Francis and George Brent. Very definitely, Dr. McBain is in the doghouse. Liza Madden came, saw, and made up her mind. And when Liza makes up her mind, things happen. Like the tornado that's sweeping through her apartment right now. Hello? Hello? The manager, please. Now what, Liza, and he always needs me at a weird hour. It isn't 10 yet. Hello? This is Miss Madden. Send up a carpenter right away. I want the show closed. Get me the janitor, then. Ken, how soon can we start the tour in Boston? Hello? I don't care just somebody with a hammer and nails. We've canceled twice already. All right, he'll do. And make those good and strong nails, too. Will you tell me what this is all about? You answer my question. When can we close the show? And when can we open in Boston? Now, wait a minute, Liza. I don't know what this is all about, either. I just want to get out of here. That's what it's all about. Well, don't stand there, you're my manager. When can we open? Tuesday? Could be, if you believe in miracles. Well, I happen to. Get going. If I'm not too inquisitive, dearie, what's the idea getting a carpenter up here? So we can nail that door shut. What did you think? The doctor's door? Oh. Oh. And if you so much as let that phony rabbit connoisseur in here, I'll break every bone in his body and a few in yours. Now, scatter. Get plain reservations for tomorrow. Help Mary Lou Pax. Put the baby things together. Get out the notices. Hello? Hello, yes, this is Ken Henland. All right, I'll take it again once over lightly and get it this time. We're closing the show and opening the tour in Boston. Yes, Boston. Well, what do you think it's doing on my altar? Just get the scenery up there if you have to carry it and then stick it together with mayonnaise if necessary. Mary Lou, answer the doorbell and say no. Yes, sir. All right, so it's impossible. Just have the whole work there on duty. And now, so we don't want... Oh, Dr. McBain, I can't let you in here, Miss Liza. Where is he? Now, look here, doctor. All right, Mary Lou. Where's Liza? Whoa, just a second, doctor. Finish whatever you're doing, Mary Lou. Okay, Miss Buddy, but you're all mucking with TMT. Now, hold on, doctor. This married thing's going too far. It's becoming very inconvenient. Why don't you let it cool off for a while? I've got to talk to Liza. I'll talk to you. But I've got to see her. She thinks... Oh, no. No, she doesn't think. Not often. She just reacts with her heart. And right now, she is reacting. I must see her. Well, make like a good little boy scout and run along. I've been around this mill for a long time and I'll take care of everything for you. After all, you are comparatively new in the family. Well, they tell her that what she saw had nothing to do with the facts, but I was taking a shower. Okay, okay. It sounds complicated, but I think I can get across. Now, scram. Oh, money tonight? Mm-hmm. How'd the performance go? All right, I guess. Look, Liza, what is it? What's wrong? Nothing, nothing, Buddy. Looks like you're going to have a swell run here, doesn't it? Very so. Opening night was terrific. All Boston turned out. Yeah? Your viewers were swell? I guess so. Then what are you knocking yourself out for? Why don't you do something about it, Liza? Why don't you do what you ought to do? Call Cory and tell him that... Buddy, I've been all over that. I'm not going to call him or see him. Yeah, but you and that poor guy... Buddy, okay, okay, okay. How's the baby? Get the people all right? Well, finally. He's breaded for a long time now. I've been looking at him. He's been that way ever since we left New York. Yeah. Does he seem all right to you? No. No, he's got a fever. And he's breathing funny. Buddy. Buddy, call a doctor. Miss Madden. Yes, Dr. Golding. Miss Madden, your baby has an acute mastoiditis. That's serious, doctor? Quite. It's a good thing it didn't go much further. We'll have to operate as soon as we can get him to a hospital. Oh, no. No, you can't operate. Now, look, Liza. Dr. Golding knows what he's doing. But I don't want them to operate on him. Corey's not here. Corey can do it. Oh, honey, now you're talking. It's going to be all OK, doctor. Who is Corey? Dr. McBain, my husband. Call him, buddy. I want Corey. Tell him I need him. Why don't you drink that coffee, honey? It'll make you feel better. Why is it so long? Why can't I see my baby? What are they doing to him? They're taking blood tests. Dr. Golding said you could see him in a little while. Buddy, nothing can happen to him. Nothing's going to, Liza. Dr. McBain is here. Oh. Oh, Corey. Oh, Corey has it at all. No, no, Liza. Do they want to operate on Butch? He won't let him with you. No, no, of course not. Not unless you say so. All right, Dr. Golding. Let's see the baby. The master is swollen and tender. What's the red count, doctor? Here's the chart. Retake just before you got here. He doesn't wake up. Just sleep, sleep. It's all right, dear. They've given him something to make him sleep. I administered self-apiratine, but... Mm-hmm. I see. No affirmative results? None. What's the area? Rather large, but still local. Do you want to see the X-ray? Corey, look at me. You've got to tell me. What does it all mean? Liza, we're not hiding anything from you. I had to know all this quicker. I thought it was just a little cold. No, no, this is much more than a cold. He's very sick. We can help him. How, Corey? How? He needs to operate. Tell Dr. Golding I'm ready when he is. Ask him for my assistance. Yes, doctor. Right away. Corey, you mean you're not going to do it? No. But don't let anyone else do it. I'll be there, Liza. Corey, you can't. You've got to do it. You don't understand, Liza. Golding is one of the best there is. And I'm scared to death. He's always had life, and I can't operate. I just couldn't do it. But you've got to. But look, darling, I'm not a doctor now. I'm a scared and worried father. Every second I have that knife in my hand, I pretend to be. But something goes wrong. Something goes wrong. If I did, I'd be seeing it in your eyes every time you look at me all the rest of my life. Corey, I'm a scared. And I also know that Dr. Golding is one of the best. But I couldn't live through those awesome minutes of here being there without leaving me against the thought that Corey was doing it. He's father, my husband. No, I only plot. Liza. I don't even know... Don't worry about how I look at you. I know, Corey. I know that Dr. Golding. But nobody in the world could have done more for him than his father did. I'd be even more like him. Even more like him? Yes, darling. I'll try. I'll try, Liza. Well, it's over, Golding. I've never been so scared in all my life. Nobody would have known it but you. There's a room. It goes so far with this bed. And don't let her know that this was just the easiest part. We've got ten or twelve hours of tough going to win over and make it. Who liked that? It wasn't him that did it a while ago. How is he? I don't know. He's terribly hot. Oh, that's all right. We expect that. Corey. Yes? Tell me the truth. He is going to get well, isn't he? Well, of course he is, darling. I'm the nurse and look after him. Let's go over to the other window. Sit down. I want to talk to you about the other morning. Yes? The morning you came to my apartment. I was hoping you'd tell me. And then, oh, Liza, you've got to tell me that you believe it. That couldn't have been me or you. It was so long ago. It didn't happen, Corey. It didn't happen. Liza? There's Buddy over here. You should tell not. You're going to get a little rest before curtain time. Nobody. I'm not going. Liza, darling, I think you should. No. Then Dr. McBain thinks you should. I couldn't say today. I can't until I know. But you have a show to do. No one would expect me to. No one but me. You? Liza, there was a moment over this morning. A moment when I wanted to run out of surgery and hide. I don't know why I didn't. Unless it was because of you and what you told him. Well, the trust you seem to have in me. An awful lot more than I had in myself. But don't you see? Sure I see. I see that you've got a job to do too. Oh, not just a performance for a lot of people in a theater. It's something for us. For you. For me. For Butch. Is it? Of course it is. And you'll do it, Liza. I know you will. I'll try. I'll come to you as soon as there's any news. No. The nurse, I will be. The doctor's waiting for you in the room this morning. Corey. Darling. Oh, why didn't you come for me? How is he? Come over here. No. Why? He's sleeping. But if I remember his feet, I'd like to use them. Yes. And see him. He doesn't have any more. He's going to get well, isn't he? Yes, darling. Oh, Corey. I stayed right here. I watched him come back. I told him. I told him how proud it'd be of his mother from there. Oh, but you did everything. What you did was so much more. Much more. We're proud. Corey T. McBain Jr. and his father. Corey? What? Look, he's waking up. He's trying to talk. Why? He can't talk yet, dear? Soon, maybe? A couple of months? But listen. Say something, darling. Say something for us. What? What? What did I tell you? He can talk. Before our stars return for a trick and call, here's a Monday morning job that's changing a bit these days. 64 kilotages, 8 bath towels. I guess that's about all. Yes, listing the clothes to be sent to the laundry is a shorter job these days. For more and more women are doing more of their washing at home. And they're finding new, improved luck, ideal care for more and more of their washables. 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Your dealer has new, improved lux now in the same familiar box. Get a generous big box tomorrow and see for yourself that lux things last longer. Now, here's Mr. DeMille. Ladies and gentlemen, in the next 60 seconds we're going to give you a scene from our play for next week and then I'll introduce our stars again. Can you guess the play? Listen. Let's get started! Let's get started! What's going on, is he? What's going on? The Southern Cross. You don't think so? You and I are taking a test. They say the Southern Cross screamed like a woman when she tore into that bridge. Like a woman dying in pain. Did you hear that, Dan? Shut up. You knew the Southern Cross was going to strike didn't you? But you didn't know that girl was on board. Didn't the ship who screamed? It was that girl. I don't believe it. I don't believe she's down there. We don't know, Dan, but some woman is down there under 10,000s of green water all alone in a dead ship where the shark and the giant squid move through the shadows. You murdered the Southern Cross then and you murdered the woman you love. Have you guessed the name of our play for next week? If you haven't, we'll give you the answer later. But now, as George Brent and Kay Francis step back to the footlights, we turn from fictional adventure to the real life adventures of Kay Francis. Ben Leon, Kay. Item number one we want to know about your North African trip is how you got this. I flew through the air of the greatest of ease, George, and a little acac on the side. I imagine the boys in North Africa were glad to see some glamour for a change. If anyone could see us in trench coats, flats, tin hats, and boots and call it glamour, they were wearing rose-colored glasses or they'd been out there for a good long time. Incidentally, Mr. DeMille, we did our own laundry. And I'll give you one guess on what I used. Well, I'd say luxe, Kay, if I thought you could get it in North Africa. Luxe is right, and we got it from the P.X. stores. That's supposed to stay. Your task force had Carol Anders, Mickey May Fair, and Martha Ray beside yourself, didn't it, Kay? We didn't want a grand bunch of girls. Natalie's travel was sometimes generous but everybody took things as they came. It was that time that we were flying from one airfield to another in Africa. I was asleep in the plane when someone took a shot at us. An officer wanted to wake me up, and Mickey said, ah, let us sleep. We haven't been hit yet. You must be a rarest. But didn't you stay on the ground at all, Kay? Oh, yes, and on the ground, too. Sending a few hours in a crowded air raid cellar is the quickest way I've ever found to get to know people. What sort of places did you use for theater, Kay? We put on shows in airplane hangers, George, and in mess holes, missing huts, and just on the back of trucks in the middle of the desert. Well, on stages like that, you still don't find out what entertainment can mean, don't you? Well, after working hours, fighters and gunners seek down juries and planes, and hearing our girls sing in an air raid cellar with bombs bursting outside, it's a little hard to worry about the things we're going to do without you. I don't believe you have much time to worry anyway. While she's at home in Hollywood, ladies and gentlemen, Kay is one of the moving spirits in the hospital unit of the Naval Aid Auxiliary, which is doing extremely valuable work in the Naval hospitals here and elsewhere. Now, George, are you ready to make a guess on that one-minute drama you heard a minute ago? Could it be from one of your own pictures? Could be. In fact, it is. For next week's play will be Reap the Wild Wind, and our stars will be the same fine players who headed the screencast. Ray Milland and Paulette Goddard. Just make it as exciting as a picture CD and you'll have a hit. Good night. Good night. Good night. And don't forget, we have a date for the hurricane next week. Our sponsors, the makers of Lux Flake, join me in inviting you to be with us again next Monday night. When the Lux Radio Theatre presents Ray Milland and Paulette Goddard in Reap the Wild Wind. It's a success to be the mayor saying good night to you from Hollywood. Heard in tonight's play were Arthur Q. Bryan as Ken and Duran as Buddy. Lillian Randolph as Mary Lou and Leon Ledoux, Verna Felton, Norman Field, Marla Shelton, Fred Mackay, Charles Seal, Eddie Marr and Wally Mayer. Our music was directed by Louis Silver. 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