On the Town (1949) - full transcript

I feel like I'm not out of bed yet

Oh the sun is warm

But my blanket's warmer

Sleep, sleep in your lady's arms

Sleep in your lady's arms

- Let's go. Get the lead out.
- Come on.

- New York, New York
- New York, New York

- New York, New York
- It's a wonderful town

- Hey, what's the big rush?
- We've only got 24 hours.

- Yeah.
- Yeah. We've never been here before.

What can happen to you in one day?
What do you think you're gonna do?



New York, New York
A wonderful town

The Bronx is up
And the Battery's down

The people ride
In a hole in the ground

New York, New York
It's a wonderful town

The famous places to visit are so many
Or so the guide books say

I told my grandpa
I wouldn't miss on any

And we've got just one day

Got to see the whole town
Right from the Yonkers on down

To the Bay, in just one day

New York, New York's
A wonderful town

The Bronx is up
And the Battery's down

The people ride
In a hole in the ground

New York, New York
It's a wonderful town

We've sailed the seas
And we've been the world over



We mean to Mandalay
We've seen the sphinx

And seen the Cliffs of Dover
But we can safely say

The most fabulous sight is New York
In the light of the day, our only day

New York, New York
It's a wonderful town

The Bronx is up
And the Battery's down

The people ride
In a hole in the ground

New York, New York
It's a wonderful town

Manhattan women
Are all in silk and satin

Or so the fellows say

There's just one thing
Necessary in Manhattan

When you've got just one day
Gotta pick up a date

Maybe seven or eight
On your way, in just one day

New York, New York's
A wonderful town

The Bronx is up
And the Battery's down

The people ride
In a hole in the ground

New York, New York

It's a wonderful town

It's 9:30 already. The day's gone
and we haven't seen a thing yet.

I got the day all figured out.

9:45, to New York City Hall.
10:00, The Cloisters...

10:15 to Planetarium,
10:30, the Aquarium...

10:45, the Natura...

Hey, fellas! Hey! Hey, fellas.

Aren't we gonna do
any more sightseeing?

I never been any place but Peoria.
I wanna take in beauties of New York.

I wanna take them out.
Back where I come from...

all the dames
are covered with coal dust.

Wow. Get a load of that.

- Not bad.
- Not bad?

Get him, Mr. Particular.

Who you got waiting for you,
Ava Gardner?

I'm gonna take my time until I find
me a real New York glamour girl.

I got a line that mows them down.

In Meadowville, I land
the cream of the crop.

Meadowville? You may be
a big shot in Meadowville...

but don't forget the whole town
could fit in that manhole over there.

- Yeah. And so could you.
- Yeah.

- Yeah.
- Hey, fellas. Break it up.

We're wasting the day.
Can't we pick up dates...

and go sightseeing
at the same time.

Look, 10:30, the Aquarium.
Then, 10:45, the Na...

Sure, why not?

Ozzie, I got
the whole day figured out.

- 10:30, "Hello."
- Oh, hello!

- 10:45...
- Hold hands.

- Eleven o' clock.
- Shall we dance?

- 11:15?
- Our first kiss.

11:30?

Come on. Let's get the subway.

Pardon me, sir,
but how do I get uptown?

Well, let's see.
If you wanna go to....

And there you are.

I beg your pardon.
Is this the uptown platform?

Now, it all depends....

- You get that?
- Yeah, thanks.

Come on.

- So, what'd he say?
- So I said, "Listen, Mr. Gadolphin...

I will not work overtime
no matter what.

If it's the bookkeeping
accounts or you."

- So, what'd he say?
- So I said, "Listen, Mr. Gadolphin...

you make just one more pass at me
and yours truly is passing...

out from
the Grand Illusion Girdle Company."

- And what did he say?
- So I said, "If you..."

Hey, one side, fellas.

- Say, what are you doing?
- Putting up a little artwork.

There. Miss Turnstiles
for the month of June.

- Huh?
- "Meet lovely Ivy Smith."

Gee, a real New York glamour girl.

- A debutante.
- She must be pretty important.

- I won't say that.
- What do you mean?

- Her picture's all over the subway.
- Like it says...

they pick up a new Miss Turnstiles
every month. Excuse me.

Hey, look,
"She's a home-loving girl...

but she loves
high society's whirl."

"She loves the Army
but her heart belongs to the Navy."

"She's studying painting
at the museums...

and dancing at Symphonic Hall."

Gee, she's wonderful.

- A celebrity.
- Yeah.

What a girl.

She can do everything.
Look what it says:

"Meet lovely Ivy Smith.

Every month some lucky
little New York miss is chosen...

from the thousands of girls
who ride the subways...

to be Miss Turnstiles."

She's got to be brilliant...

beautiful...

talented.

Just an average girl.

This month the fortunate lassie
is Miss Ivy Smith.

- Who me?
- Yes, you.

Though a celebrity...

Miss Smith is a home-loving girl.

But she loves high society's whirl.

She goes out for the Army.

But her heart belongs to the Navy.

She studies painting and dancing
at Symphonic Hall.

She's a frail and flower-like creature.

But, oh, boy! What an athlete!

- Gee, what a girl.
- Hey, cut that out.

- Gabe.
- Come on. Let's get out of here.

Hey, put that back, you guys.

- Why did you do that?
- I want the picture for my collection.

That's all you'll have
for your collection.

Who knows? Maybe I'll meet her.

Impossible. There are
four million women here.

It'll take you a million years to find her.
Why, the law of averages says...

Miss Smith, act like you're putting
a coin in a box.

Out of the way.
We're taking a picture here.

Why don't we get
a sailor in the picture? Stand here.

Now, just give him the dime, and you
put the fare in the box for her.

Hey, you're...
Aren't you Miss Turnstiles?

- How did you know?
- Well, I saw your picture in the subway...

- You mean you saw my picture...
- Yeah.

- Oh, that.
- Oh, gee.

I'm flattered you liked it
well enough to take it with you.

- How's that?
- Fine.

Drop the dime
in the box, sailor. Hold it.

That's all, Miss Smith. Thanks.

- We're proud of our boys.
- Thanks.

I'm terribly late now. I have to run.

Goodbye, sailor.
Thanks for posing with me.

Hey, wait.

We'll head her off
at the next station.

- What?
- In a cab.

Why do you run after girls
all the time?

I'll tell you when your
voice changes, junior.

Hey, Oz, come on.

- Taxi. Taxi.
- Sorry. No more fares today.

- I'm turning in the cab. It's overdue.
- Oh, please, mister.

Hey, he's a girl.

What are you doing driving a cab?
The war's over.

I never give up anything I like.

Get in.

- The subway station.
- It's right over there.

- You too weak to walk it?
- No. The next one, uptown.

Oh, all right, but only if
he gets up front.

All right, Chip,
get up there. Get in there.

- No.
- Come on. Get going.

What's the matter?
You out of your mind?

- What's got into you?
- I ran into her.

You said it couldn't happen
and I ran into her.

- The law of averages, huh?
- What became of the jive that mows...

them down,
the Meadowville Special?

Didn't have a chance.
Watch when we catch up with her.

- Hey, lady, faster, please.
- Yeah, come on, lady.

For you, anything.

- What's your name?
- Oh, Chip.

Chip, huh?
Bet you can't guess mine...

That's ridiculous.
There are over two million...

- girls' names registered...
- You win.

- It's Esterhazy. Brunhilde Esterhazy.
- Well, pleased to meet you.

- Why don't you come up to my place?
- What?

Look, Chip, I've been waiting
for you all my life.

I knew you the minute
I saw you. You're for me.

I like your face, it's open.
You know what I mean?

Nothing in it.
The kind of a face I could fall into.

- Kiss me.
- Please, Miss Esterhazy.

Call me Hildy.
Why don't you ditch these guys...

- and come up to my place?
- Look, lady, I hardly know you.

I've only got one day in town.
I want to see the famous landmarks.

- Stick with me, kid. I'll show you plenty.
- Hey. Hey, here it is.

Oh, yeah. Columbus Circle.

Hey, Esterhazy,
what are you doing here?

Oh, hello, Spud.
What's on your tiny mind?

Don't sweet-talk me.
This cab is due back in the garage.

Bixby's waiting. Get in there
or I'll have to report you.

Okay. Okay.

- We must have just missed the train.
- Taxi. Taxi. Taxi.

Come on. I'll bet we find dozens
of glamour girls at Grant's Tomb.

- Sure.
- Taxi, anyone?

You don't wanna waste
your day looking for one girl.

- Taxi, taxi.
- And besides, Gabe...

you got the picture.
When we get aboard ship...

- you can hang it up in a locker.
- Hey. The picture.

Look, fellas, it's full of clues.

- If I follow them, I'm sure to find her.
- What?

She's gotta be
at one of these places.

- We can track her down easy.
- Gabe, what's happened to you?

I don't know.

All I know is I gotta find this girl.

Get your red-hot taxis here.

Wait a minute, fellas.
I don't want to spoil your day.

- You guys go ahead.
- What's it say on the card?

We do this systematically
we can find her in hours.

- Sure.
- It says she's studying painting...

- in the museums...
- Museums?

- Well, come on. Let's try it.
- Well? Here I am.

- Where's the nearest museum?
- Museum of Anthropological History.

Okay, let's go.

Only if he gets up front.

- Okay.
- What's the big idea?

I knew you'd come back.
They all come back.

Well, how much do we owe you?

Never mind. Let's run it up
a little. I'm coming in with you.

This unique skeleton is
the result of 20 years' unceasing labor.

This dinosaur roamed the earth
six million years ago.

Let us move on.

Oh, excuse me.

Don't be frightened, lady.
They're all dead.

Hold it. It's fantastic.

I've simply got to get
the two of you together.

Oh, my dear, you are priceless.

Thank you.
How about some cheesecake?

What a lucky girl I am. I've simply
got to get your measurements.

Oh, I'm Junior Miss, size 11,
very high-waisted.

- Gorgeous.
- Hmm. Now, it's my turn.

Oh. Oh!

Stop. How dare you!

I was only playing, lady.

- What you doing tonight?
- Now, just a minute.

I want you to know that my interest
in you is purely scientific.

Huh?

I'm a cold-blooded scientist
and I'm writing...

an anthropological study
for this museum.

It's called "Modern Man: What is it?"

- The name is Claire Huddesen.
- Pleased to meet you.

I took you picture
because you look exactly...

like this pithecanthropus erectus...

a man extinct
since 6,000,000 B.C.

I look like that?

- I look like that.
- Oh, now, don't be moody.

You made an understandable mistake.
And now the head.

The sub-super-dolichocephalic head.

Oh, sailor, I love you
for having that.

Gee, all my life I wanted someone
to love me for my sakidophalic head.

- Don't be bitter.
- There aren't many of us left.

We had a sakidophalic
class reunion last year.

Not many of the old faces
around anymore.

Well, that'll be all.
You can go now.

Hey! How come a girl like you
is interested in this anthropo...

Whatchamacallit?

Well, you see, it's this way.

I've been running around too much
with all kinds of young men.

I just couldn't settle down.
So my guardian suggested...

I take up anthropology.

He thought if I made
a scientific study of man...

I'd become more objective...

get them out of my system...

be able to control myself.

Oh, has it worked?

Almost completely.

Ahem.

I was just asking this lady
if she knew...

- where I could find Miss Turnstiles.
- Yeah, of course.

And I was just doing
a bit of research.

Dr. Kinsey, I presume.

Oh, no, really, I was just
telling your friend....

- Ozzie.
- Ozzie, what a remarkable...

specimen he is
an exact throwback...

to the pithecanthropus erectus.

Hey.

Hey, look.
She's gonna put me in a book.

- Holy smoke.
- How about that?

Yes, you see, there are all
too few modern males...

who can measure up
to the prehistoric.

Modern man is not for me

The movie star and Dapper Dan

Give me the healthy Joe from ages ago
A prehistoric man

What has Gable got for me

Or Mrs. Johnson's blond boy, Van

I want a happy ape
With no English drape

A prehistoric man

Top hats, bow ties

He simply wore no ties

Bearskin, bearskin

He just sat around
In nothing but bearskin

I really love bearskin

Some guys care a lot for me

But my excitement they can't fan

Because I still await my primitive mate

We've had a date
Since the world began

My prehistoric man

No psychoanalysis

He never knew what made him tick

He never paid it seems
For telling his dreams

Poor prehistoric Dick

Jitters, jitters

He never had jitters

No repression

He just believed
In free self-expression

I love self-expression

He had honest calluses

He never worked to pile up dough

So unlike you and me
No ulcers had he

Simple and free in the long ago

Poor prehistoric Joe

Bebop, bebop

They didn't have bebop

Tom-toms, tom-toms

They sat all day
Just a-beatin' on tom-toms

I really love tom-toms

Tom-tom

That's good!

Hey!

- Hey!
- Hey, nice. Great job.

I liked that.

- Watch out.
- Are you knocking it down?

- Hey.
- What are you doing?

Hey, we better get out of here.
Come on.

Yeah. Come on.

- Hey, come on, let's go!
- Yowee!

Come on, come on.

- Calling car 44.
- That's us.

Report to Museum
of Anthropological History.

Investigate collapse of dinosaur.

- Collapse! Why, that's terrible.
- Why?

She's my favorite singing star,
that Dinah Shore.

Gee, the professor
at the museum seemed miffed.

How'd you feel if someone
broke your dinosaur?

I never had one, we were too poor.

Well, can I drop
the three of you someplace?

No. We're all helping Gabey
find Miss Turnstiles.

Yeah, let's try all
the other museums.

We're sticking with you.
We don't give up that easy.

Well, neither do I.

At least I'm catching up on my culture.
Where do we go from here?

She might be at the
Symphonic Hall Building.

- Symphonic Hall?
- Yeah.

Wait a second,
I wanna get something straight.

You're all gonna go
to the Symphonic Hall Building?

- Yeah.
- If Ivy Smith isn't there...

- you're gonna go someplace?
- Sure.

- And then someplace else.
- Yeah.

And you guys have to be back on
the ship at 6:00 tomorrow morning?

Uh-huh.

Well, it seems to me
if we split up, we'd get farther.

I mean, we'd get farther
looking for her.

I mean, we'd keep looking
but we'd look...

in three different places
instead of the same place.

Yeah. Maybe Hildy and I could go to
the subway people for some information.

- Yeah.
- That's a splendid idea.

Ozzie and I, we could look
Miss Smith up in the social register.

- I have a copy at home.
- Yeah. Yeah. That sounds practical.

- Yeah. Very practical.
- We hate to leave you alone, Gabe.

Yeah, I know you do, kid.
It's breaking your heart.

- Well, shall we go?
- Come along, specimen.

- Well, we'll all meet at 8:30, huh?
- Okay. Where?

Top of the Empire State Building,
all right?

All right, 8:30.

We'll see what we can
get done till then.

- Well, so long.
- Good hunting.

- Well, which way do we go?
- The way of all flesh, junior.

The way of all flesh.

- Well, I guess we pulled that off.
- Yeah. I'm glad we're alone.

- I'm glad you're glad. It's about time.
- Well, where will we go first?

- Huh?
- We're alone.

You can take me on that
sightseeing tour of the city.

I was afraid you'd remember that.

Okay. A quick tour of the city,
then up to my place.

No, then we gotta go
looking for Gabey's girl.

No, then up to my place.

- Where do you wanna go first?
- Well....

My grandpa told me, "Chip, my boy

There'll come a time
when you'll leave home

If you should ever hit New York
Be sure to see the Hippodrome"

- The Hippodrome?
- Yeah, the Hippodrome.

Did I hear right?
Did you say Hippodrome?

Yes you heard right
Yes, I said the Hip...

- Hey what did you stop for?
- Lt ain't there anymore

They tore it down
You know a dozen years ago

- I wanted to see the Hippodrome.
- What year is that guidebook anyway?

- 1905.
- 1905! No wonder!

Don't you realize a big city
like this changes all the time?

But there's one thing
that doesn't change, kid.

- Come up to my place.
- No.

My grandpa saw the girlie shows
And told me of one special pearl

He said the hottest show in town
Was called The Florodora Girl

- Florodora Girl?
- Yeah, The Florodora Girl.

Did I dig that?
Was that Florodora Girl?

Yes, you dug that
That was Florodora...

- What stop for did you hey?
- You may not see that play

That famous girlie show
Closed 40 years ago

- Come up to my place
- No

My grandpa said I'd see New York
In all its beauty and its power

From the city's highest spot
Atop the famous Woolworth Tower

- The Woolworth Tower?
- Yeah, the Woolworth Tower.

Hold the phone, Joe
Did you say the Woolworth Tower?

I'm still ringing
Yes, I said the Wool...

- Did you stop for hey what?
- That ain't the highest spot

Since that old guidebook date
They built the Empire State

- Come up to my place
- Let's go Cleopatra's Needle

- Let's go to my place
- Let's see Wanamaker's Store

- Let's go to my place
- Let's go to Lindy's, go to Luchow's

Go to my place

Let's see Radio City
And Herald Square

- Let's go to my place
- Go to Reubens'

- My place
- Go to Macy's

- Go to my place
- Go to Roxy's

- Go to my place
- Cloisters, Gimbels'

- My place, my place
- Flatiron Building

- Hippodrome
- My place.

Well, this is it. My little palace.

I see, it's really homey.
A swell view too.

Yeah, on a clear day,
you can see the back yard.

Come on. Put your bundles down.

Make yourself at home.

You know, Hildy, I feel that we ought
to really try to find Miss Turnstiles.

Look, Chip, we tried before.

- Yeah, we did try.
- Sure.

- And we'll try again later.
- Sure.

Much later. Let's try this first.

Well, as long as we tried.

Lucy! What on earth
are you doing here?

I'm sorry, Hildy.
I just couldn't go to work today.

I've got an awful cold
and I didn't know you...

Of all the days you picked.

Chip, this is my roommate,
Lucy Shmeeler.

- She's a grand girl.
- How do you do?

Hello, Chip.

I'm sorry. I've got to inhale.
Excuse me.

Think she will stay
under there long.

Sure, sure. She will be
under there for days.

Oh, I'm sorry. Excuse me.

Oh, you know, Hildy,
this is just like taking a picture.

If I had a camera, I could get
the two of you together.

You could do that
by just leaving the room.

Oh.

Come here.

- Is that you, Chip?
- No.

I've gotta get some gargle.

- I got the gargle.
- Well, I'm very glad to hear that.

Lucy!

Would you mind stepping
into the other room?

- What for?
- I'd like to go over some figures.

- Figures?
- The rent, Lucy. The rent.

Hildy, we paid...

- I'm going out.
- With that cold?

I'm going to an air-cooled movie.

- Hildy says...
- It'll do you a world of good.

- Yes, it will. Yes.
- Thanks, Lucy.

I'll do the same
for you someday.

When will you ever
get the opportunity?

- Goodbye, Miss Shmeeler.
- Goodbye, Mr. Chips.

Hark! Ah. The nightingale. The tawny...

But I don't wanna be
like Margaret O'Brien.

Shh. Now, be quiet.
You just wait until I get you home.

Are you gonna audition
for Grab Your Spats?

No, I'm only interested
in classic ballet.

Pli?!

But, madame, my parents
in Meadowville are so proud of me.

They're so thrilled
that I'm Miss Turnstiles.

Second position.

I know that being
Miss Turnstiles means nothing...

but they think
it makes me an important person.

It'd be just terrible if they found out
I'm working as a cooch dancer.

Third position. Me, I will not breathe
a word on them about this...

unless I must write them
about payments.

- Oh, Madame Dilyovska.
- Fourth position.

Remember, you are fortunate girl.

You study with great Dilyovska
who has taught everyone...

from Nijinsky to Mickey Rooney.

Fifth position.
I will make you big star.

I am best teacher
this side of the hall.

And now...

my special exercise for the balance,
the upside down frapp?.

One, two, three, four.

- Good. Good.
- One, two, three, four.

One, two, three, four.

- Very good.
- One, two, three, four.

One, two, three, four.

- One, two, three, four.
- Pardon me, my dear.

- Three, four.
- I will be gone a short while.

- Keep practicing. Practicing.
- One, two, three, four.

- One, two, three...
- Practicing.

Yes, madame.... Four. One, two...

Clumsy mariner,
look where you're going.

One, two, three, four.
One, two, three, four.

One, two, three...

- four...
- Hey!

- A gentleman should always knock.
- It's you, lvy Smith.

- And what if I am?
- I knew I'd find you.

Don't you remember me?

I'm afraid we haven't
had the pleasure.

Well, I'm the sailor who posed
with you on the subway.

Oh! Oh, of course.

I dimly recall. One meets
so many people.

Yeah, yeah. I bet you do.

Well, if you'll excuse me. I'm busy.

Listen, lvy. You know, it was funny,
me bumping into you like this.

I just happened to be passing
Symphonic Hall and I said to myself:

"Gabe, my boy."
That's my name, Gabey.

"Why don't you drop in
and look at the girls."

I had an hour to kill so I thought
I'd give some lucky little chick a break.

If you play your cards right,
it could be you.

What in heaven's name
are you driving at?

Well, I'm a pretty special guy
and you're a pretty special girl...

why don't you and me
do some fancy stepping tonight.

Take in the swank spots.
You know, El Morocco...

Stork Club, Roseland.
How about it?

Of all the uncouth nerve.
Leave at once you... You, sailor, you.

- Don't get excited.
- Of all the insulting lines.

Do you think I'd go out with any sailor
I've never even seen before?

Please. Leave at once.
I'm very busy.

I have a singing lesson upstairs
and I've got to change.

Okay, sister, it's your loss.

Look, I wanna apologize
for everything I just said.

I thought I'd pull that fancy line
on you but it didn't work.

Well, I didn't just drop in
here accidentally.

I've been looking for you all day,
ever since I met you.

- Really?
- Yeah. And then...

finding you like this
I guess I lost my head.

I threw that stuff at you
because I thought...

it was the only way I could
impress a big celebrity like you.

You probably got
millionaires, society guys...

running after you all the time.

Oh, yes. By the droves.

Yeah. Well, I'm sorry
I bothered you.

I guess I'm a little out of my depth.

Us small town guys must sound pretty
silly to a native New Yorker like you.

Oh, yes. When one
is a native New Yorker...

small towns seem so provincial.

Back home in Meadowville, Indiana,
we don't get to meet girls like you.

- Meadowville?
- Yeah, did you ever hear of it?

Oh, no. Well, I probably
learned about it in geography.

Oh, I doubt that.
The population's only 18,000.

Well, that's not so small.

I mean, they're all people...

- just like anyone else.
- That's right.

I think a small town's all right.

It's nobody's fault if
they're born there.

- Sure.
- We big city folk must never forget...

the small towns
are the backbones...

- of the American civilization.
- Hey!

That's just the phrase Miss Hodges
used in my American History class.

Oh, did you have Miss Hodges?
I mean, Miss Hodges...

- is such a funny name.
- Yeah.

Well, I...

Well, tell me more
about this place, Meadowville.

- You really want to hear about it?
- Yes.

Well....

There's not much to tell
About my hometown

Life is easy and the tempo slow

But if you really want
To find what's in it

You'll learn in a minute

All you have to know

Let's go

Come walkin' with me

I want you to see our Main Street

You'll know the whole town
By just walkin' down our Main Street

There's the corner
Where the boys hang out

As each girl goes by they rate her

Whistle and try to date her

Later. Baby are you goin' steady?

And then we can stop
And chat with the cop

On Main Street

He made an arrest way back in 1903

He'll ask me
"Who is the pretty stranger?"

How proud I'm gonna be

When you walk down
Main Street with me

How proud I'm gonna be

When you walk down
Main Street with me.

Gosh, Ivy...

I mean Miss Smith. I...

Do you think that...?
Would you go out with me tonight?

Oh, no. I'm afraid a date
is quite out of the question.

- I'm busy.
- One of your rich boyfriends?

Oh, yes, one of them or other.

But how long
are you going to be in town?

Oh, just today. I gotta be back
on the ship tomorrow morning.

Oh.

- I'd love to go out with you tonight.
- What?

I have a big society party to go to,
but I'll break the engagement.

- You will?
- Yes.

- Oh, gee, shall I come and get you?
- Oh, no. I'll meet you.

- Oh, good. Eight-thirty?
- Eight-thirty.

- What is here going on?
- Oh, Madame Dilyovska...

- I beg your pardon...
- Is this tar a friend of yours?

- Well, not exactly.
- Leave at once, young man.

- Well, goodbye. About 8:30.
- Eight-thirty.

On your way, bell-bottom.

Oh, Madame Dilyovska,
I'm going out with him tonight.

Where!?

We forgot to say where.

Top of the Empire State Building.

- Oh, but it's so high up.
- Oh, it won't seem high to me.

I'm in the clouds right now.

You will not keep that date.

You will be at your job
at Coney Island tonight.

- But, Madame Dilyovska, just this once.
- "Meadowville, Indiana.

- Dear Mr. and Mrs. Smith:"
- What are you doing?

- I am composing letter to your father.
- Oh, no.

I will be at Coney Island
tonight at 12.

And if you are not there at that time,
I shall regretfully have to mail it.

Oh, Madame Dilyovska,
you wouldn't do that.

- Why not?
- But I have to meet him.

I'll leave him at 11:30.

You would better
leave him at 11:30 or:

Hey, look, there's Grant's Tomb.
I could see it just like in the pictures.

Let me see.
It says it was built in 1897...

and more than
15 million people have seen it.

How do you like that?
Hey, hey, this thing's quit.

You got another dime?

What do you want a dime for?
You can see me for nothing.

Oh, I got one.

Gee, look, there's Symphonic Hall.
And it's so close too.

You know, Hildy,
I feel kind of guilty about Gabey.

He's my pal and he looks after me.

I mean, maybe we should
have looked for lvy Smith.

Here we go again. I tell you,
we never could have found her.

Yeah, I guess you're right.

There's the George Washington Bridge.

And the Music Hall.

Gee, why didn't I come up here sooner?
I wasted my whole day away.

Thanks a lot.

Gee, Hildy, I didn't mean that.
I'm sorry.

Go on, get back to your telescope.
You two make a lovely couple.

I don't wanna look
through the telescope.

- I'd rather look at you.
- Whisper sweet nothings in my ear.

Like the population of the Bronx
or how many hot dogs...

were sold in the last fiscal year
of the Yankee Stadium.

Please, Hildy, don't be mad.

I like you.
I think you're very pretty.

You're the prettiest cab driver
I've ever seen.

Tell it to your guidebook.
It means more to you than I do.

There.

Chip, you care.

Why didn't you tell me?

Gee, I don't know.

I'd like to whisper sweet nothings.

Those words that everyone knows

But my thoughts get mangled

And all the words get tangled

But since you ask me, here goes

You're awful

Awful good to look at

Awful nice to be with

Awful sweet to have and hold

You're nothin'

Nothin' if not lovely

Nothin' if not dazzling

Nothin' but pure gold

You're frightening

Frightening me when you say
That you might go away

You're boring

Boring into my heart to stay

You're cheap, dear

Cheap at any price, dear

Cheap for such a diamond

Cheap for such a pearl

What I said before I'll say again

You're awful

Awful nice to be my girl

You're old, dear

Old with worldly wisdom

Old like Gorgonzola

Old like vintage French champagne

You're so-so

So, so kind of charming

So, so kind of witty

So I can't explain

Can't stand you

I can't stand you to give
Some fellow the eye

Can't see you

In the arms of another guy

Who needs you

Needs you to distraction

Needs you till he's crazy

Needs you rain or shine

- I'm the one who needs you
- I'm the one who needs you

- And I think you're awful
- And I think you're awful

- Awful nice to say you're mine
- Awful nice to say you're mine

Chip.

- Yowee!
- Hey, Oz. How are you?

- Man, where you been?
- Wow.

What a view.

Oh, glad I didn't join the Air Force.

Did you find Miss Turnstiles?

Uh, not exactly.

- But I looked.
- Yeah, I looked too.

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

Well, tough luck not finding her.

This must be the place.

- Gabey.
- Hiya.

- How are you?
- How are you?

As if they hadn't seen
each other in years.

- Hiya, Claire. Hiya, Hildy.
- Hi.

- Well?
- Well....

Gabe, I tried to find her.

We looked all over.
But let's face it, the town's too big.

Sure, sure. Say, what's the matter?
Did you get into a fight?

- How did that get there?
- You know, Gabe, I saw her too.

- Yeah?
- Yeah, just for a flash.

- Where?
- In Yonkers. Yonkers.

- Yonkers.
- A lot of photographers around her.

Yeah. Just had a quick flash
and then I lost her.

- The town's pretty big.
- Too big, yeah.

- Too big, yeah.
- Yeah.

Look, fellas, don't worry about me.
I'm all booked up for tonight

- Yeah? Nice girl.
- Sure.

- Ivy Smith.
- No. Miss Turnstiles?

- What are you trying to put over?
- So help me, I found her.

She ought to be here any minute.

- Hey, look. Cops.
- Duck, everybody.

I'm sure he's up here, that sailor.

Looks like
the statue of pithecanthropus.

Come on, we'll take a look
around the building.

- Hey, that's my boss.
- Here, try these for size.

- Do you recognize the other guy?
- The professor from the museum.

- He seems to be looking for someone.
- Guess who, specimen?

Oh....

Hey, what am I gonna do?

I've gotta hide.
Where am I gonna hide?

- There's no hiding place up here.
- Come on.

My dinosaur, ruined. He broke it.

Look. Sailors.

- Having fun, kids?
- Yeah. Swell view from up here.

Do you happen
to know another sailor?

- A fella who goes to museums?
- Museums?

Please. Sailors got other ways
of studying natural history.

You haven't seen another sailor
hanging around here, have you?

Oh, no. No, we haven't seen
anyone hanging around here.

- What's the matter with you?
- The altitude. It makes me sleepy.

Professor, this sailor was at
the Museum of Anthropological History...

- today about 11:30?
- Yes.

- You're sure of this description?
- I'll never forget him.

He has black hair, blue eyes,
about 5'11" tall...

looks exactly like the statue
of pithecanthropus erectus, exactly.

We're looking for three sailors
and a lady cab driver.

A lady cab driver?
Oh, how revolting.

Claire, did you ever...?

You haven't seen him?
Come along, Tracy.

I guess they're not up here.

Awe-inspiring, isn't it?

Majestic, that's what it is.

- It does a man's soul good to...
- Come on, Tracy.

Oh.

What's the matter, fellas?
Lose something?

- Poor darling. You brave thing.
- Why didn't you get rid of them sooner?

All these hours in the air.
I could get my wings.

You can also get a striped suit.
Let's go.

- No, I gotta wait for Ivy.
- Ivy? I don't believe you met her.

- Where is she?
- I don't know.

She had a big society affair tonight.
Maybe she had trouble breaking it.

Society affair?
What does he think Miss Turnstiles is?

Oh, he thinks she's a big celebrity.
Why tell him she's nobody?

It's his one day in town.

- Oh, I get it.
- Let's get started.

I don't know what happened to her.
She promised me she'd be here.

- Ivy.
- Gabey.

- Oh, I'm sorry I'm late.
- I thought you'd never get here.

I had a lot of trouble
breaking my engagement...

- but I'm glad I did.
- Me too.

Oh, well, here she is.
Miss Turnstiles.

- Well, what do you know, it's really her?
- Ivy, this is Hildy.

Claire. Ozzie. Chip. lvy Smith.

Ladies and gentlemen,
we're off on a lark.

I've got one suggestion
before we embark.

There are lots of nice things
to do in the dark...

but let's not go rowing
in Central Park.

We're going on the town

- New York
- New York

- We're riding on a rocket
- We're riding on a rocket

We're gonna really sock it

Because tonight's the night

We're goin' on a toot

We're goin' to raise a riot

The Brooklyn Bridge, we'll buy it

And hit the heights tonight
Get high as kites tonight

East Side, West Side, round the city

One day, one night, that's the pity

But we won't look ahead

Or let the light of dawn
Get us down

We're really living Jack
We're goin' on the town

Stop, fellas.

What are we saying?

Look over there. The fleet.

Doesn't she look sweet?

What did we leave it for?

What are we doing on shore?

We're simply crazy about the Navy

How's that?

We love it more than we can say

How nice

We get lots of good fresh air

The ocean is everywhere

That's why we hate to get leave
And go away

It's just so touching

Hear them say
Hate to get a leave and go away

Hate to leave the ship
Where life is play

All the livelong day

Just think
what we could be doing today.

We could be swabbing the decks

Sweeping the bunks with a broom

We could be shoveling tons of coal

Down in the boiler room

Got news

We got those shore-leave blues

It's just so touching

Hear him sob
He wants a pretty little deck to swab

Polish up the railings and the knobs

Poor unhappy gobs

Oh, we got news
We got the shore-leave blues

Especially me.

I miss the chow.

And that's not all my friends

Just think of this

Travel.

Adventure.

See the world.

The Navy The Navy

Absolutely nothing does it lack

And in the morning
Tomorrow morning

They'll have to come
And drag us back

On a spree

On a tear

We're going north, south, east, west
Everywhere

We're goin' on the town

We're kickin' back the traces

We're gonna do the places

We've never done before

We're goin' on the loose

We're blowin' all our dough in

And we'll keep right on goin'

As if no one before
Had any fun before

Hot spots, swank spots
Roofs and cellars

Three smart girls

And three slick fellers

We're gonna paint it red

We'll fill 'em up
And then drink 'em down

Let's have a ball tonight
We're goin' on the town

- Looks a wee bit crowded.
- Leave it to me.

Hey, waiter. Table for six, please.
Best you've got.

- I'm sorry, sir. We are all filled up.
- All filled up, huh?

I hear that's what they always say
in New York.

Well, count, you better start scraping
and bowing now...

because the lady I have with me is
none other than Miss Turnstiles.

- Oh, Gabey, please.
- Miss Turnstiles?

- What are you talking about? No room.
- You heard me.

Miss Turnstiles, for June. Ivy Smith.

What is this, Miss Turnstiles?
Go away, sailor.

- See here.
- You heard him.

Hey, Fran?ois.

- Yes?
- Build us a table, will you?

I'm sorry, madame.
There are no tables.

Of course, madame. A table, surely.
Gar?on, table.

See that girl over there?
Make a big fuss over her.

- Miss Turnstiles.
- Miss Turnstiles? What is that?

Never mind. Just make a fuss.
Go ahead.

Oh, Miss Turnstiles, we are so proud
and happy to have you here.

Please come in.

Our humble establishment
welcomes you with wide open doors.

There, you see.
It worked like a charm.

Oh, it was nothing, really.

Gosh, this is a great table, huh?

Yeah.

Hey, those girls are pretty.

Well, folks, what will it be?

Say, what's in this?
"Explodo Bomborino," sounds good.

Four kinds of rum, brandy,
grenadine, lime juice, papaya juice...

the white of one duck egg.
Only 12 to a customer.

How about this one,
"Dreamland Nightmare"?

Vodka, champagne, prune juice,
floating chopped chives...

- He'll have a beer.
- Yeah, beer all around.

Pardon me, madame.

Oh, I'm sorry. It was an accident.
I didn't really mean to sit on your lap.

I hope you all aren't hurt,
but I was pushed and...

Scram.

Hey, look.

Look out. Here she comes again.

- Where are those drinks?
- Here you are, folks.

Ah. Just what I wanted.
A mug of solid glass.

That's all there is, folks
So good night to you

We hope you liked
Our Sambacaba?a Revue

Come on, let's dance
before the stampede starts.

All right, specimen.
Let's go primitive.

Just a minute, Ozzie.

- Oh, Fran?ois?
- Yes, madame?

Champagne,
compliments of the house?

Oh, yes, madame. With pleasure.
Compliments of the house.

Luckily we got leave
when we hit here, otherwise...

Champagne for Miss Turnstiles.
Compliments of the house.

Oh, thank you. Isn't that nice?

Gee, that's terrific.

Gosh, I guess this happens to you
all the time, wherever you go.

Oh, yes, on and off.

Well, what shall we drink to?

Let's drink to New York.

New York.

You know, it must be so exciting
in the Navy.

You go all over the world
from one big city to another...

you see all kinds
of strange places...

you meet all kinds of girls.

Yeah, well, when you only spend
a short time in some place...

you don't wanna get too involved
with any one particular girl.

I mean, you might
never see her again.

Oh, of course,
it's best to just have a good time...

and not think about tomorrow.

Yeah, when we push off tomorrow...

I guess this'll all seem like a dream.

That's why I think it's silly
to get too involved, because....

Oh, I know.

Getting involved it's so... So involving.

Yeah...

Hey.

Oh, Ivy.

Wait. Don't tell us....

You were just asking this young lady
where you could find Miss Turnstiles.

- Look. Champagne.
- Yeah, the guy just come over and said:

"Champagne for Miss Turnstiles.
Compliments of the house."

- Gee, real champagne.
- Yeah.

Not cream soda, not celery tonic
but real champagne.

Oh, this is great.
I've never had champagne before.

Ozzie, if you say the bubbles
tickle your nose, I'll drown you.

- Well, let's have a toast.
- All right. This one's for the boys.

Here's to the girls
we found in the great big city.

And this one's for the girls.

- Here's to being found.
- Oh.

That's all there is, folks
So good night to you

We hope you liked
Our little Dixieland Revue

Come on, let's dance.

Dance? We'd just go out
and get crushed to death.

What a way to die.

Ivy....

I didn't mean what I said
about not getting involved...

with a girl I may never see again.

- No?
- No.

This isn't just one of those things...

where a sailor
picks up a girl for just one day.

I have a feeling
I'm gonna see you again.

Oh, Gabey,
I'm so glad you said that.

I know you're glamorous
and famous, lvy...

and maybe you came along tonight
just to be nice to a guy on leave...

Oh, that's not true, Gabey.

I came along tonight...

because I wanted to be with you
more than anything else in the world.

- Honest?
- Yes, Gabey.

Oh, then I know we're gonna see
each other again.

In the meantime,
we have the whole night ahead of us.

- It's only 11:30 now and...
- Eleven-thirty?

Yeah, what's the matter, lvy?

Oh, Gabey, I don't know
how to tell you this but...

Ivy, what is it?

Oh, Gabey,
I've something to tell you.

Hey, Gabe, Gabey.

Hiya, Gabe.

Hey, Simpkins, Kovarski.

Say, they're two guys
from my ship.

- Gabey...
- Ivy, I want them to meet you in person.

Wait here, I'll bring them over.

- But, Gabey...
- I'll only be a second.

Hiya, fellas.
How's the big town treating you?

- Not bad. Not bad. Daisy, Ella, Gabe.
- Hello, girls.

How's the Meadowville menace?
Mowing them down?

Fellas, I hit the jackpot today.

Nothing much. Just the most
famous girl in New York.

Who you with,
the Statue of Liberty?

Twice as famous,
Miss Turnstiles, for June.

- Yeah? Who's that?
- Who's that? Are you kidding?

- Her picture's up all over the subway...
- Yeah? Where is she?

Right over here. Come to the table.
I'll introduce you.

- Excuse us, girls. We'll be right back.
- Excuse us.

The grass is always greener,
if you know what I mean.

Hey, how'd you meet
a dame like that, anyway?

Magnetism, boys. Sheer magnetism.

She was drawn to me.

She must have gone
to powder her nose.

- She'll be back in a...
- Oh, sure. Yeah.

I'll introduce you later, fellas.

- Gabe.
- Oh, I just stepped out for a bit of air.

- Yeah, we read the note.
- Oh.

- Too bad, Gabe.
- What'd you mean, too bad?

As a matter of fact,
I'm kind of relieved.

You know these famous gals,
so stuck on themselves.

Who needs them? I'm on my own,
I'll have me a real time.

So long, girls.
See you back on the ship, guys.

Wait, why not stick with us?
You could get another date.

- No.
- Claire will get you a date.

- How about a girl for Gabe?
- I don't know any girls.

Wait, I can get you a date.
My roommate, Lucy Shmeeler.

- What?
- She's a nice girl.

She hasn't been out in years.

- She's swell. You'll like her.
- Yeah, you'll like her.

How about it? I can go call her now.

Sure. Why not? The night's young.

Come on. We'll paint this town
pink, green and yellow.

- Get in there. Come on.
- Yowee!

That's all there is, folks
So good night to you

We hope you liked
Our little Shanghai Revue

- How you doing, Gabe?
- Great.

Not thinking about
that Miss Turnstiles, are you?

Who's that? Never heard of her.
Bottoms up.

Where's that heavy date
you promised me?

- What's keeping Miss Shmeeler?
- I don't know. She should be here.

When I told her about Gabey,
she's out of the house before I hung up.

- Playing hard to get, huh?
- Well, where is she?

Hello, Lucy.

Hello. Oh, hello, Chip.

Well, now we've all got dates.

Lucy, this is Claire.

Oh, don't tell. I know.
I'll bet you're Gabey.

No. He's the lucky fellow.

The luck of the lrish.

- Won't you sit down, Miss Shmeeler.
- Oh, thank you. Thank you. Yes.

Gesundheit.

That's the nicest thing
anybody ever said to me.

- Here. You got a cold, huh?
- Oh, it's just a little sniffle.

Nothing a ton of penicillin
won't cure.

But it's not catching.
No, not even if you get real close.

Come on, Hildy. We'd better dance.

Let's go, Claire.

Have a drink, Miss Shmeeler.

Oh, I don't mind if I do.

You know, I was planning
a quiet evening at home...

but when Hildy called and said
that the Navy was in distress...

well, I just flew.

Hildy can tell you
I'm just a streetcar named lmpulsive.

- Well, here's to...
- Here's to us.

My, that's strong.

- Did you see The Lost Weekend?
- See it? I feel as though I was in it.

I mean until you came along, Lucy.

Oh, that calls for a real toast.

- Let's pretend this is champagne.
- Champagne?

Yes, and we'll do the real
old-fashioned champagne toast.

- Now, let's interlock arms.
- No, really...

Oh, come on. It's so Viennese.

- Hey, Gabe.
- Hiya.

- Gabey...
- It's a small world, eh?

- Hello, fellas.
- How about that introduction?

Oh, go away, guys.
Can't you see I'm busy?

Give us a break. We wanna see
the most beautiful gal in New York.

We wanna meet
the little bombshell.

- Come on, fellas.
- Oh, Gabey, you're smothering me.

- Hello?
- Hello.

Hello.

Miss Shmeeler...

this is First Class Seamen Simpkins
and Kovarski.

- Pleased to meet you, miss.
- Yeah.

We've been looking forward to this.

It'll give us a lot to talk about
back on the ship, won't it, Gabe?

- Yeah.
- Well, so long.

Bye-bye.

Magnetism, that's what it is.

Sheer magnetism.

- Goodbye. Oh, they're sweet.
- Yeah.

Excuse me a minute, Lucy.
I gotta get some cigarettes.

I don't think Gabey's
very happy about this.

- Amazing. Amazing deduction.
- Hey, look.

Drinking alone, partner?

- We don't like that around here.
- We don't cotton to it no how.

Looks like you're trying
to ditch us, partner.

You can't get away with it.
Reckon you're stuck with us.

Yep. We're your pals, pal.

Oh, when you feel downhearted
You must remember this

Things never are
As bad as they could be

When friends have all departed
There's one you'll never miss

I'll be right with you
You can count on me

Yeah.

You can count on me

As the adding machine once said

- "You can count on me"
- Oh.

If you committed moider
And got caught like a dope

And had to hang
Until your life was done

I'd holler: "Go no foider
Boys, fetch another rope"

I'm hanging with him,
I'll stick to you, son

- Yeah.
- L'll stick to you, son

- I'll always be beside you
- I'll stick to you, son

- We'll go through life together
- As the flypaper told the fly:

"I'll stick to you, son"

Yeah.

Stick to you

- Stick to you
- I'll stick to you

Oh, if you miss your mother
A million miles from home

Oh, think of how you once
Clung to her knee

Although there is no other
On land or sea or foam

When you're in town, kid
You can cling to me

Ah!

Cling to me

- Cling to me
- You can cling to me. Ah!

If through a lot of foolery
You lost your last red cent

- I wouldn't even stop to ask you why
- To ask you why

I'd pawn my mother's jewelry
I'd steal my sister's rent

It's all for you, kid
You can milk me dry

You can milk me dry

As the cow to the farmer said

"You can milk me dry"

If on an island
We two were cast astray

I'd make it into paradise indeed

If rescue came you'd only
Shriek at them "Go away"

Because you'd find
That I am all you need

I am all you need

As the dough told the pastry cook

"I am all you knead"

I am all you need

As the dough told the pastry cook

"I am all you knead"
You can count on me

Feel free to count on me
You can count on me

I mean count on me

As the adding machine once said,
"You can count on..."

Two, four, six, eight
Who do we appreciate?

You can count on me.

- This is where I live.
- Oh.

Oh, it was very nice of you
to take me home.

That's all right, Lucy, and thanks.

Would you come up for a minute?

No, I guess not.
The others are waiting for me.

Besides, I'm not
very good company tonight.

I guess I showed you
a pretty dull time.

Oh, no. I had a marvelous time.

At last I have something
to write in my diary.

I've been using it for laundry lists.

No, really, I'm sorry
about tonight, Lucy.

You know, somewhere in the world,
there's a right girl for every boy.

I guess I found the one for me
before I even met you.

I tried...

but I can't forget her.

But don't you worry.

You'll find your guy.

You're a nice girl, Lucy.

- Good night.
- Oh, you bad boy.

Now, I won't wash my cheek
for a year.

Good night.

"A Day in New York.

A comedy in three acts."

- Hey, Gabe.
- Oh, hello, Chip.

I got kind of worried
that you wouldn't come back.

Well, thanks, Chip. I'm okay.

I know how tough
you're taking this, Gabe.

I know you know.

That's why I love you.

Come on.

When I danced
in lmperial Palace before czar...

he wept, tears streaming on floor.

I had to do
next number in galoshes.

- Madame Dilyovska.
- What is it?

- Oh, Miss Smith's young friend.
- Madame Dilyovska, where is she?

- Who?
- Ivy. Ivy Smith.

She went to a society party.
You know where she is?

Big society party.
This party is at Coney Island...

- the playground of the rich.
- Coney Island.

At Tilyou Avenue
and the Boardwalk.

- I know where she is.
- What's she doing there?

- I don't know.
- Let's go.

I know the shortest way out.

- We'll get there fast.
- Let's go.

- If I don't get my cab...
- Look over there.

- That's them.
- That's the cab.

Hey, you, stop.

Hey, fellas, where's the fire?

We're the fire. Hey, it's them.
They're after us.

- Who?
- The cops.

- Hildy, step on it.
- Okay.

Hildy, they're catching up with us.
I can see their faces.

It's no fun for them.
They can see yours.

- Do you think we can lose them?
- I know a place across Brooklyn Bridge...

- where no one will find us.
- What is it?

Brooklyn.

Ozzie, get up there.
You can see better.

Are they close?

Any closer
and we'd be chasing them.

- You better go faster.
- Hurry, Hildy.

- Give her the gun.
- Hold on.

Calling Shore Patrol.
Calling all police cars.

Coming off the east end
of Brooklyn Bridge.

- Heading east.
- Okay. Let's go.

Wow, we just picked up
another one.

- We're losing them now.
- Losing them?

- They're multiplying like schmoos.
- Pull into that fruit stand.

I wonder who's minding
the police station?

Pearl of the Persian Sea

Will you come to me?

This is Tilyou Avenue
and the Boardwalk.

I wonder what she's doing here.

- It doesn't look like a big society party.
- Shut up, Chip.

Inside, we feature Princess Yvette...

the girl who picks up
the handkerchief with her teeth.

Ivy.

Gabey.

All right, step up. Step up.

- Ivy.
- Keep away from me.

Keep away from me.
Well, now, you know everything.

Here I am. Miss Turnstiles,
the famous celebrity.

This is my big society party.

What are you doing here?

Ivy, why did you leave me?
I thought I'd never see you again.

I had to come to work.
Don't you see, I work here.

That's what I do.
I'm a cooch dancer.

I have to work.
I owe Madame Dilyovska...

money for my lessons
and I have to pay her.

- Excuse me, I have to go on now.
- Ivy, I don't care about any of that.

I don't care what you do.

All I care about is that
I've found you again.

Ivy, I thought I'd lost you forever.

Why did you run away?

Because I couldn't tell you about this.

I lied to you so much.

Did you think that
would have made any difference?

And Madame Dilyovska
threatened...

to write what I was doing
to my parents in Meadowville.

Meadowville?

Meadowville, Indiana?

Yes, I'm from there...

and I had Miss Hodges
for American History too.

Holy smoke.

Did you hear that?
She's from Meadowville.

- No.
- Well, that explains everything.

Oh!

- The cops.
- Ivy. You're on.

I gotta hide.
Where am I gonna hide?

Oh, where have I heard that before?

Come on. We'll comb the joint.

Hey.

You girls see any sailors back here?

- Sailors?
- Yeah.

Who'd notice a sailor with you around?

- Say, you're pretty cute.
- So are you.

Get out there. Make with the wiggles.
We gotta sell some tickets.

Ah.

Come on, follow me.
Dance, dance, dance.

Come on, this way.

Sing.

Pearl of the Persian Sea

When will you come to me?

Across the desert sands

I wait with outstretched hands

Pearl, pearl of ecstasy

Wait for me.

- Ah!
- Let's get him.

Ah!

I wonder what she wouldn't do.

They're all yours.

All right. Nobody leave.
I'm taking you to Night Court.

- The rest stay for questioning.
- Where are the boys?

Shore Patrol took them.
It's the brig for them.

They didn't do anything.

- You can't do that.
- We haven't said goodbye to them.

- Little one, don't get upset.
- Just a minute.

We got a right to know
what the charges are.

Oh. So you wanna know
what the charges are?

- Yeah.
- Well, first of all, speeding.

Stealing a taxicab.

Destroying a dinosaur.

And in general, disturbing
the peace of our fair city.

What? For that you separate
three sailors and their girls...

without allowing them
a goodbye kiss?

For that you throw three kids
on a one-day pass in the brig?

Speeding. Ivy... Ivy, tell them
why we were speeding.

Well, Gabey thought
he'd never see me again.

- There, there. Now, there, there.
- And your dinosaur.

Why, professor, you ought
to feel proud about that dinosaur.

- What?
- You ought to feel proud...

that three sailors from
the U.S. Navy...

got off the ship for one day
and what did they do?

Were they thirsty for hard liquor? No.
They were thirsty for culture.

Were they running after girls? No.

They came running to the museum
to see your dinosaur.

For months out at sea they were
dreaming about your dinosaur.

Is it any wonder that seeing it
face to face overcome by emotion...

that one of them fell against it
and broke it a little?

Why, I'll bet
if that dinosaur could speak...

he'd say what any
public-spirited citizen would:

"For the Navy, anytime."

Ray.

And the cab. We didn't steal it.
It was my last fare for the day.

And the biggest fare
this cab company has ever had.

Two hundred and eighty-seven dollars
and fifty cents.

And why did I keep this fare all day,
ladies and gentlemen?

Because I know my duty
toward the servicemen.

There was this one. He was...
He was just a little fella.

A skinny little runt.

He kept pestering me
and following me around.

I couldn't shake him off.

And finally,
he kind of got under my skin.

You would have done the same.

He wanted to see the beautiful sights
of our beautiful city of New York.

And I showed him plenty.

And what do you think these boys
think now of our New York hospitality?

Where's our civic pride?

We should have
hugged them and said:

"Boys, the town is yours."

How about the speeding?

As a matter of fact,
they weren't doing much over 35.

They were crawling along
at a snail's pace.

They were practically
going backwards.

Just a minute.

Folks, it's quarter past 5...

and these kids
have just got time enough...

to get down to the ship
and say goodbye to the fellas.

Now, I want to see some action,
and I'm gonna start it.

Come on.

Three cheers for the Red, White and Blue

Say hooray for the Red, White and Blue

I feel like I'm not out of bed yet

Oh the sun is warm

But my blanket's warmer

- Gabey.
- Ozzie.

- Ivy.
- Hildy.

Sleep, sleep in your lady's arms

Hey, come on.

- New York, New York
- New York, New York

New York, New York

It's a wonderful town

New York, New York
It's a wonderful town

The Bronx is up
And the Battery's down

The people ride
In a hole in the ground

New York, New York
It's a wonderful town

The Bronx is up
And the Battery's down

The people ride
In a hole in the ground

New York, New York

It's a wonderful town