Breakfast in Hollywood (1946) Movie Script

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[male narrator]

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Yes, a new day is starting, and

most of us greeted with hope.

Like these Hollywood extra

girls on their way to work.

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Or these stenographers,

salesgirls, waitresses...

...yesterday's

beauty contest winners

from all over the world.

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get her phone number.

Of course for some people,

yesterday still hasn't ended.

These fellows have been

rehearsing all night.

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♪ Take a plate fill it up

and bring it right back ♪

♪ Solid potato salad

♪ These are really fine

and you better latch on ♪

♪ Solid potato salad

♪ For there's a date get a plate

before it's all gone ♪

♪ The farmer said to the spud

♪ Your skin

looks slightly pallid ♪

♪ So I'll dig you later bud

with some solid potato salad ♪

♪ Solid potato salad

that's solid salad Jack ♪

♪ Solid potato salad boy

♪ Take a plate fill it up

and bring it right back ♪

♪ Take a plate fill it up

and bring it right back ♪♪

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Auto all polished and ready to go.

You know, I'm going to that radio show

"Breakfast In Hollywood."

Isn't the one where the guy

tries on ladies hat?

Yes, that's right.

Uh, do you notice anything

silly about me... anything?

You mean, something

out of the ordinary?

Well, my hat.

I thought it was a hair dryer.

Oh, Mr. Saint-John,

you just made me

the happiest woman in the world.

You couldn't have said anything

to please me more.

Oh, Mr. Saint-John...

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[male #1]

'Bus for Phoenix,

Flagstaff, Albuquerque'

Kansas City and Chicago now leaving.

'Phoenix, Flagstaff, Albuquerque'

'Kansas City and Chicago,

aboard.'

Ms. Larsen.

I guess I must have fallen asleep.

Did you locate him?

St. Peter just phoned,

they said they had no record

of seaman first class James Glenning

ever having been there.

In his last letter, that's where

he said he was going.

How long ago was that?

About three months ago.

A lot can happen in that time.

When he stopped writing, I thought...

Yes?

Nothing.

Do you think he might be in San Diego?

No, my dear.

Let's be practical.

You come back here

at 5 o'clock tonight

and I'll have a return ticket

to Minneapolis for you, hmm?

I'll tell you what I'll do.

You go to the lounge and freshen up

and I'll give you a ticket

to Tom Breneman's

"Breakfast In Hollywood."

You still got time.

That will cheer you up a bit.

- How will that be?

- You've been awfully kind.

- Forget it.

- Thank you.

[instrumental music]

[sighs]

Now, don't you worry about me, Tippy.

I'm gonna be alright.

I'll only be gone about an hour or so.

I'm gonna do something this morning...

...that I wanted to do

for a longtime.

There you are.

Now, see, you're a little croupy

this morning.

Well, now maybe you'll pull in

that pride of yours

and let me get a little box

of sand in the house at night.

Come here.

Nobody needn't know about it,

but you and me.

Well, have it your own way.

Now, darling,

stay in the sun this morning.

And don't take your sweater off.

Goodbye, Tippy.

- Richard?

- Huh?

- Are you awake?

- No.

- I'm leaving.

- Huh?

[yawning]

Anyone who gets up at daybreak

to see a radio show is nuts.

- Now, Richard...

- Well, go ahead.

If you get a kick out of being goofy

don't let me spoil your fun.

Oh, would you rather I go with

you to San Diego today, dear?

I wouldn't think

of subjecting you to it.

'I'm going strictly on business,

and there'll be no time'

for pleasantries.

Now, run along to your concert.

Radio show.

Aren't you gonna kiss me goodbye?

[snorts]

Well, have a lovely trip, dear,

and don't work too hard.

[door closes]

[door opens]

I left my purse.

[snorts]

[door closes]

♪ It's better

to be by yourself ♪

♪ Then you can only...

♪ Ta da ta dee da da ♪

Hello?

It's Mr. Wheelwright.

No, no, no, Cartwright.

I, uh, I'm calling you

up at this unearthly hour

because we can get an earliest stock

for Del Mar, if you like.

- Oh, wonderful.

- Who's coming?

The laundry man?

It's the gentleman

who's taking me swimming

and to the races today.

Will you be quiet?

I'll hop down and get a quick

shave and a haircut

and pick you up

at 9 o'clock. Okie dokie?

Oh, sure.

Um, honey, on your way over

would you stop and buy me

a little swimsuit?

Just any little thing.

You pick it out and surprise me, huh?

And ask him can he cash check?

Goodbye, Mr. Mackintosh.

[sighs]

♪ Good morning miss

good morning miss ♪

♪ I wonder when you... ♪

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- Going into Hollywood, sir?

- Yes, come on. Get in.

Alright, thank you.

- Where is your home?

- Minneapolis, sir.

- Is that the right time?

- Yes, why?

I'm trying to catch

an early radio show.

"Breakfast In Hollywood."

Ever heard of it?

I'm afraid I have.

My aunt back in Minneapolis

listens every morning.

A very intelligent woman.

With a very good taste too.

- Oh, it's-it's good then, huh?

- Oh, terrific.

Sometimes it keeps me awake all night.

Say, do you know the fella

who runs it, uh, Tom Breneman?

Well, my mother knows him very well.

In fact, she folded

his first pair of pants.

[chuckles]

Well, do you think may be

you could get me a ticket?

Oh, I'm sure I could.

In fact, by strange coincidence

I have one in my pocket right here.

- There you are.

- Oh, thank you, sir, but...

Gee, I don't wanna rob you

over good time.

Oh, not at all.

I have no trouble getting in.

It's getting out that bothers me.

Getting out is sure sweet words to me.

- Just got my discharge.

- Oh, swell.

Why aren't you headed for home?

Well, I am, but some important

business holds me here.

I sewed a civilian clothes

that won't be ready

until this afternoon.

[chuckles]

I bet it isn't

the blue serge suit.

[laughs]

You can say that again.

[laughs]

[horn honks]

Nice to see you, Betty.

Hello, how are you?

[applauding]

Folks, I'd like to introduce myself.

I'm Tom Breneman.

Now, you can all applaud.

[applauding]

Don't spoil me.

[laughter]

How do you like getting up

in the middle of the night?

[laughter]

- What time did you get up?

- 4 o'clock.

Sucker.

[laughter]

I'd like to know, first of all,

how many of you ladies here

have never heard

"Breakfast In Hollywood?"

'I mean, you never

listened to it on the air.'

Is there anybody? Just you?

Will you please get out?

Seriously, folks, each morning,

just before we hit the air

we kinda like to visit a bit with...

You guess and kinda find out

where you're from, you know

kind of break the ice one

of those sort of thing, and...

Hello, there. Who are you?

Mrs. Marie Edgedaw

of Cherry Valley, California.

- Cherry valley? Mm-hmm.

- Uh-huh.

Uh, Mrs. Edgedaw, where is

Cherry Valley from here?

- Up near Baumann.

- You mean, down near Baumann?

Up.

Well, isn't Baumann down by Banning?

Yes, but we are up

on the mountain, that's up.

[laughter]

Let's get this right, now.

When, uh, when you go south,

you go up south or down south?

We go up south,

but we're a little northeast.

[laughter]

You're over thataway.

In other words...

No, northeast and the top.

Tom, we're just 29 miles

from Palm Springs.

- Oh, is that so?

- Uh-huh.

Up or down or south...

Oh, we're just to the right of us.

Yeah.

[laughter]

Wait, uh...

Ow...

[laughter]

Listen, Mrs. Edgedaw,

did you ever hear of

a down and sleepy valley?

Ooh, yes.

Well, look, do you know

of any valley which you

have to go up to get to?

- Mm-hmm.

- What?

- Cherry Valley.

I give up.

[laughter]

Well, let us go over here

and visit a little bit now.

Hello, there.

Who are you?

- Dorothy Larsen.

Well, come on, Dorothy, stand up here

and let the ladies see you.

Gee, you're pretty.

Where are you from?

- Minneapolis, Minnesota.

- Minneapolis.

With a name like Larsen,

you couldn't be from any

other place, but Minnesota.

[laughter]

You're awful.

Tell me, Dorothy,

do you hear the program

back there occasionally?

Oh, do I have to tell?

My goodness.

We are not that bad, are we?

Oh, no, but... Well,

my boss may be listening in.

Don't worry about it.

We are not on the air, just yet.

But you do hear us occasionally, huh?

Oh, yes, back in Minneapolis,

at this time each morning

I used to have coffee and donuts

in Maddy's drugstore,

and well, I listen then.

Uh-huh. And you weren't

suppose to be listening?

Uh, I wasn't supposed to be

having coffee and donuts.

[laughter]

Oh, well, don't think

the laughs on me.

Oh, why not?

- I quit my job two weeks ago.

- Oh, you did it.

Well, I'm quitting you too, right now.

She's alright.

[bell dings]

[tires screeching]

[indistinct chattering]

It's alright, mother.

You'll be fine.

You're okay.

- Call an ambulance.

- Right.

Don't sit up yet.

Everything's alright.

Who's the driver of this car?

I am, officer.

But it really wasn't my fault.

I was still in second gear.

I was just trying to...

Take it easy, bud, but stick around.

- Don't try to get up, lady.

- That's right, mother.

You just stay here, rest a little.

Oh, what do you mean rest.

I just got out of bed an hour ago.

You might me hurt.

Oh, away with such foolishness.

- I'm alright.

- Are you sure?

I certainly, I'm not a bit hurt.

Let me get back to the sidewalk.

Wait a minute.

I've got an ambulance coming.

Oh, don't tell me that.

I haven't time for such foolishness.

I've got to go someplace.

I think perhaps, officer,

the lady says...

Will you keep out of this?

Where do you wanna go, lady?

Oh, just, down to

"Breakfast In Hollywood."

It's only a little way down the street

and I tell you, I'm alright.

But I don't know that, you see.

Oh, well, I'll miss it,

I've been looking forward

to it for a week, and I'm late now.

- Really, officer, I think if...

- Will you be quiet?

Listen, I'll go into

Mr. Breneman

and sit down, and then if you

want to, you can come

and look in on me, if you ever mind.

Alright, mother, you go ahead,

I'll come down to see you

just as soon as I get through here.

Thank you.

Oh, excuse me, but, uh,

when you say as soon as you are

through here, does that mean...

It certainly does.

It means, you and I gonna

have a nice long chat.

Let me see your driver's license.

Oh, but, officer, this is going to

throw me off schedule.

[audience cheering]

[Tom]

'Thank you.'

Good morning, ladies.

[all]

Good morning, Tom.

And good morning to you out

there along our network.

Good morning from the ladies

having "Breakfast In Hollywood."

And say, we have a swell turnout

here this morning.

Along about this time of our

program, we like to visit a bit.

I think we'll start with maybe you.

- What is your name?

- Harriet Dean.

- Where you from, Ms. Dean?

- I'm from Miami, Florida.

Miami, Florida.

Hmm, hot down there, isn't it?

[laughter]

And let's see,

um, who are you, please?

- Your name?

- Mullins this morning.

Oh, this morning?

This afternoon, it will be Henderson.

- Oh, being divorce?

- I am being married.

'Well, then congratulations!'

I suppose you are the happy

groom-to-be?

Yes, ma'am. I mean, sir.

Tell me, Mr. Henderson, are you

being married in Hollywood?

- We are.

- Mm-hmm.

[chuckles]

Uh, what is your business,

Mr. Henderson?

- I'm Ms. Mullen's secretary.

- Hmm.

What some folks won't do

to keep a secretary these days.

[laughter]

Oh, thank you.

I see one.

Alright, folks,

now we are going to meet our

service boys and girls.

And I'll ask you to hold your applause

as I do each day

until we've met them all.

We just wanna be sure

that the home folks

have a chance to hear them.

- You?

- 'Peter Michael...'

Oh, excuse me.

Is this seat taken?

No, no, I came alone too.

Well, that's nice.

So did I.

I didn't wanna embarrass anyone.

Why don't you put a clove

in your mouth?

Then, nobody will know

you've been drinking.

No, no, I mean, my hat.

Do you think it's silly enough

for Mr. Brewneman to pull on?

Breneman.

[no audio]

It is kind of crazy

in an artistic sort of way.

Oh, thank you.

Thank you very much.

You know, for seven months,

I've been trying to wear a hat

that Mr. Breneman would put on.

- Well, I bet this is it.

- Oh, do you think so?

Well, I hope so.

- 'Lieutenant?'

- Lieutenant Steven Wayne.

- Born in Maryland, sir.

- Mm-hmm.

- But they're two, haven't you?

- Yes, sir, a little bit.

What are some of those things,

lieutenant?

Well, that's the Navy Cross

and a Purple Heart, and this...

Oh, we have only 30 minutes,

we can't go into all of that.

And well, look who's here.

Do you recognize me?

Who are you anyway?

Electrician's Mate Third Class,

Minneapolis, Minnesota.

Well, that will help a lot.

What's your name?

No coaching, please.

Oh, Ken Smith.

Well, wait a minute, Ken,

don't get mad about it now

you hear me?

What were you doing out

in San Fernando Valley?

Trying to find some people

from Minneapolis.

- What for?

- Just to talk to, I guess.

Oh, Ken, you don't have to go

out to San Fernando Valley

to find people from

Minneapolis to talk to.

Come on here, son, I'm old cupid

Breneman, and I'll take you...

[applauding]

Now tell us who you are again?

I'm Dorothy Larsen.

Oh, Dorothy, I want you

to meet Ken Smith.

- How do you do?

- Go on, Ken, pull up a chair.

Oh, this is gonna be swell.

Now, you kids get together and

talk your heads off, will you?

Both of you need somebody to talk to.

Mm-hmm.

Aren't they a handsome couple?

[applauding]

Just that I,

I hate to leave here without...

- Without what?

- Without finding my fiance.

- Oh.

- I came here to look for him.

He's from Minneapolis too.

He's name is James Glenning.

- And he's in the Navy...

- Jimmy Glenning?

- Do you know him?

- Do I know him? Why...

Yes, go on.

What were you going to say?

Nothing, I-I don't think he's

the same fella that you know.

[Tom]

'Now I guess

we've met them all.'

I wish everybody in uniform,

in the restaurant

to please stand because we wanna

give you a welcome to

"Breakfast In Hollywood."

On your feet! And let them out.

Look, the more I think of it,

I'm not even sure

if he came from Minneapolis.

This guy was engaged

to a girl by the name of...

W-what do you say your name was?

Dorothy.

There you are.

His girl's name was Clara.

Alright, come on, come on, come

on, Minneapolis, break it up.

The convention is over here now.

Ken, you get back to the table.

And before you go,

for being such a good sport

here is couple of $5 bills for you.

Oh, gee. Thanks, Mr. Breneman.

And if you are in Hollywood tonight

spend it on her, will you?

- I sure will.

- And spend it in here.

Come on, give him a hand.

[applauding]

Now then, we're going for a hat.

This silly routine every morning.

I don't know

what you're laughing about.

[coughs]

- Who are you, please?

- Mary Colder.

Mary Colder, where are you from, Mary?

- Uh, Kansas.

- You're from Kansas?

Where did you get that silly number?

Just a little thing

I cooked up myself.

You cooked it up yourself.

Looks like it boiled over.

'Look at there, that is a

monstrosity down there.'

Hmm, I simply have to get a

closer look at that thing.

No, we're talking about you.

Don't look over your shoulder.

- Who are you?

- Elvira Spriggens.

And where are you from,

Ms. Spriggens?

- Pomona.

I should have known.

'That is the silliest thing

I've seen in this place'

in a long time.

Where do you live now?

- In Hollywood.

That looks like a typical

Hollywood model.

What is it, Bobby?

There?

Oh, my goodness!

- This is even worse.

- Mr. Breneman.

- You want me to take it off?

- No, not just right now.

- You like it?

- Yes, I'll be back.

- Look at this thing.

- Hello, Tom.

That is awfully nice

of you to come over

and say hello to us this morning.

- Oh, I'm so glad to be here.

- Pleasure.

And do you know Mrs. Cooper?

Gary's mother?

- No. Hello, Mrs. Cooper.

- Hello.

Gee, it's nice to see you.

How is Gary?

- Very well. Thank you.

- Mm-hmm. That's grand.

- Did you have a nice breakfast?

- Oh, the loveliest bacon.

Oh, fine.

And Mrs. Luther.

Joan Caulfeld's mother.

Oh, hello.

How are you?

- How is Joan?

- Fine.

- 'Please give her my regard.'

- I certainly will. Thank you.

Thank you. And, uh, you are...

You hear on our program too, do you?

- Every morning.

- Mm-hmm, do you enjoy it?

- Very much.

- Well, that's nice.

Do you think I am

a good master of ceremonies?

- The best ever.

- Oh.

- Do you think I'm handsome?

- Very handsome.

And terribly underpaid,

wouldn't you say?

Yes, very much underpaid.

You know, you sound

just like my mother.

- I am your mother.

- And she is too.

[applauding]

Oh, what a lot of ham in that family.

Hey, speaking of ham, Hedda,

I'm inviting you all

down for a dinner tonight.

Why, thank you, Tom.

We'd love to.

Oh, that'll be swell.

Hedda, I know that you're

famous for dafty hats

but what is that suppose to represent?

Well, when I left home this morning

it was a gold fish bowl.

Hedda, I simply have

to try it on. Do you mind?

What do you suppose I wore it for?

'Ms. Cooper, would you please

hold the microphone'

'just like that, thank you.'

There you are.

This is the silliest thing

I've ever seen even for you, Hedda.

[laughs]

There you are, kids.

Don't you feel bad, deary.

I think yours is much worse than hers.

[Tom]

'Wait a minute, you smarties.'

'After all on me,

it didn't attract a duck.'

[Hedda]

'I know, but, brother, what an

invitation to a woodpecker.'

Hi, Hedda.

Spike Jones and his City Slicker.

Need I say anymore?

What do you expect?

Cherkovski.

[instrumental music]

♪ Take a a sprig of parsley

add a rubber bathtub stopper ♪

♪ What do you got? ♪ A hat for Hedda Hopper

♪ Mix a batch of concrete in a

five and dime corn popper ♪

♪ What do you got? ♪ A hat for Hedda Hopper

♪ Take a ripe banana add

a jigger of Cointreau ♪

♪ Boil it over a charcoal

♪ That's Ms. Hoppers

new chapeau ♪

♪ Add a pickle to the side

of grandpa's old silk topper ♪

♪ What do you got? ♪ A hat for Hedda Hopper

♪ When the swallows come back

to have a straddle ♪

♪ You can bet your life

they'll land ♪

♪ Right on Ms. Hopper's

new hatband ♪

♪ Listen to the mockingbird

♪ Please have pity

on that kid ♪

♪ He's slated for

Ms. Hopper's lid ♪

♪ Listen to the mockingbird

♪ Listen to the mocking boy

♪ Our feathered friend's

a real dead pigeon now ♪

♪ First you take a...

♪ Then you add a...

♪ Why a hat for Hedda Hopper

♪ Then you mix some...

♪ What do you got? ♪ Why a hat for Hedda Hopper

♪ Scientists are busy with a

plan they're working on it ♪

♪ Mixing up synthetics for

Ms. Hopper's Easter bonnet ♪

♪ So if you see a Frankenstein

don't faint or call a copper ♪

♪ 'Cause what you see

is a hat for Hedda Hopper ♪♪

[applauding]

And then the cop discovered that

my driver's license had expired.

Of course it's only

a formality, my dear, but, uh

I shall have to take,

well, a slight examination

and I shall be delayed,

well, five or ten minutes.

Alright, Mr. Cartwright,

but please hurry

you're late already.

Goodbye.

I wish we could

hit on someway to do it.

Do what?

Let him know Tuesday is my birthday.

'Well, it is.'

Now, we're going to

award our wishing ring.

Yes, sir.

Let me see. Who are you?

- Uh, Wanda Rickard.

- From where, Ms. Rickard?

- Uh, Denver, Colorado.

- From Denver.

Please draw a number

out of the basket.

- Alright.

- Fine.

Here's the winner...

"...4-9-3-6-6."

4-9-3-6-6 wins the ring.

I have it. Here it is.

Oh, good.

Well, look it's Minneapolis.

Well, come on here, honey.

You've won our wishing ring.

[applauding]

Come on over here,

and let the ladies see.

Gee, this is swell.

Dorothy Larsen,

the donut and coffee girl.

- That's right.

- Oh, this is grand.

Tell me, Dorothy,

it must've been swell

to come in here and have

a first class breakfast.

Well, I was a little late

in getting a seat

and when they served me,

all I got was...

Coffee and donut, yeah.

Dorothy, you say

you're a secretary, hmm?

I was.

I'll be a housewife soon.

- I hope.

- Oh, gee, that's swell.

And so, instead of taking dictation

you'll be giving it, eh?

- I hope to live on a farm.

- Why?

So I can hatch baby chicks.

Well, now, don't laugh, that's

a good trick if she can do it.

[laughter]

Dorothy, you've won our wishing ring.

Here, I want to show it to you.

Same time I want to

show it to the ladies.

- Here it is.

- Oh, it's beautiful.

Alright, now I want to put it

on your finger.

You make a wish,

and we'll ask everybody here

and everybody along our network

to wish along with you.

Now, what's your wish?

I wish that I may find a friend.

Well, Dorothy, you've found 300

new friends here this morning.

Isn't that right, folks?

You bet it is.

Thank you, but,

well, I mean, a certain friend.

He's my fiance,

and he's still in the service.

- 'Oh, we hope you find him.'

- 'Thank you.'

And, Dorothy,

as a special treat this morning

we have something here that'll

make wishing all the sweeter.

Stand up there, Andy!

Ladies and gentlemen, Andy Russell.

[applauding]

Now, Andy's going

to sing a little song

dedicated to

the winner of our wishing ring.

- And you keep wishing, honey.

- Alright.

Good. Okay, Andy.

♪ If I had

♪ A wishing ring

♪ I'd never ask

♪ For any worldly thing

♪ My heart and I agree

♪ On what a wish would be

♪ One miracle would do

♪ The miracle

that you would love me ♪

♪ You'd be my treasure

♪ Way beyond compare

♪ For my heart says your name

♪ In every prayer

♪ No dream would be denied

♪ And I'd be satisfied

♪ With all your love

could bring ♪

♪ If I had

♪ A wishing ring

♪ My heart and I agree

♪ On what a wish

would would be ♪

♪ One miracle would do

♪ The miracle

that you'd love me ♪

♪ You'd be my treasure

♪ Way beyond compare

♪ For my heart says your name

♪ In every prayer

♪ No dream would be denied

♪ And I'd be satisfied

♪ With all your love

♪ Could bring

♪ If I had a

♪ Wishing ring ♪

[applauding]

That's swell.

Andy, come on over here,

just a moment, will you?

'I would have words with you.'

If you think you're gonna get away

with one number, you're crazy.

What would you like

to sing for an encore?

Well, uh, how about

"Magic Is The Moonlight," Tom?

Oh, that'd be swell.

Especially, in view of the fact

you rehearsed it all morning.

[laughter]

♪ Magic is the moonlight

♪ On this lover's June night

♪ As I see the moonlight

♪ Shining in your eyes

♪ Can't resist their power

♪ In this moonlit hour

♪ Love began to flower

♪ Yes this is paradise

♪ Living in the splendor

♪ Of your kiss so tender

♪ Makes my heart surrender

♪ To your love divine

♪ Magic is the moonlight

♪ Much more than

any June night ♪

♪ Magic is the moonlight

♪ For it made you mine... ♪

[singing in foreign language]

[applauding]

- Oh, that was grand, Andy.

- Thank you, Tom.

Thank you. Just a pleasure.

Now, as we do each morning

we'd like to award our

orchid to our eldest guest

and I want a bid.

How old?

- Seventy one.

Oh, you're

just a youngster. Sev...

- 'Seventy nine!'

- Seventy nine, over here.

- Eighty two.

- Eighty two. Over there.

Eighty two.

Is that the winner?

Eighty two. And so it is.

The little lady over here.

Well, isn't this nice?

Hello, there.

How are you?

- Eighty three.

Eighty three.

A female baritone.

- 'Did you say that, sir?'

- I'm 83 years old.

Well, this is a ladies program, sir.

[chuckles]

You'd look pretty silly walking

down Hollywood Boulevard

with an orchid in your lapel.

[laughter]

Yes, I made a mistake.

My daughter-in-law says I'm only 78.

Hmm, how'd you

make a mistake like that?

- I've been married twice.

- Oh.

[laughter]

Well, here's a little

consolation prize for you.

Have a cigar.

'Now, then, we'll go over here'

'and see the little lady

who is 82.'

- Hello, there.

- Hello.

Well, and who are you?

I'm Annie Reed

from Hollywood California

and I'm pleased to meet you.

Well, I'm pleased to meet you too.

Tell me now, you say you're 82.

I am, I'm 82, going on 83.

Well, come on out here

and meet the ladies.

Gee, this is wonderful.

Here she is.

She's Annie Reed.

She's from Hollywood.

And she is 82.

[applauding]

Now, then, tell me,

is it Ms. or Mrs. Reed?

Mrs. of course.

Oh, I love that of course.

Why'd you say that?

Well, because I was married.

[laughter]

Tell me, do you have any children?

Yes, one son.

- Grandchildren?

- One.

- Great-grandchildren?

- One.

Annie, you're in a rut.

[laughter]

Tell me, you don't mind my

calling you Annie, do you, honey?

Oh, no, I like it, Tommy.

[laughter]

You're a very active woman for 82.

Oh, sometimes I feel

that I'm not very active

but I've got my own teeth.

[laughter]

I have mine too.

On the lower side.

[laughter]

Do you and Mr. Reed

live in Hollywood?

Oh, no, Mr. Reed

passed on about 26 years ago.

I live alone with my little dog Tippy.

Well, gee you smell nice.

No, no, I didn't mean it.

It's not quite like that.

I mean, that perfume you

have on is lovely. What is it?

It's Muguet. It's

Lily of the Valley in French.

- Oh.

- My favorite.

Is that your favorite, hmm?

Now, where were you born?

Well, originally

in Claremont, New Hampshire.

You were born originally.

[laughter]

Oh, that's terrible.

And where did you meet Mr. Reed?

In New Ford, New Hampshire.

And where did you go

to live after your marriage?

In Claremont, Newport.

Then you lived in both places?

How was that?

Well, I'd live

a month or two in Claremont

and then, uh, I'd live two

or three months in Newport.

Mm-hmm, why though?

Well, my husband used to be

on the fire department

so he had to live in Newport

at odd times for the calls.

Oh, I understand.

Claremont was my home

and Newport

was where my husband lived.

Well, that's a little

inconvenient, isn't it?

[laughter]

It was inconvenient

when a call had come through

at 2 or 3 o'clock in the morning.

Yes, I imagine so.

[laughter]

Oh, Annie!

Now, from-from Newport to conve...

I mean, from...

Yes, I guess it would be.

Then your husband was in Newport

most of the time?

- Uh, only for fire.

- Oh, only for fire.

And at other odd times,

right, he was in Claremont.

Hm. But where did he sleep?

At the firehouse.

[laughter]

Uh, where was your son born?

In Newport or Claremont?

White pigeon, Minnesota.

[laughter]

Do you know, Annie,

you could have saved us both

a lot of trouble?

You mean, if I had

stayed back in Claremont?

No, no, if you'd have burned

the firehouse down in Newport.

[laughter]

Well, now, honey,

look what we have for you.

There it is. The orchid.

Oh, it's awful pretty.

Yes, and it's for you.

Oh, thank you.

You're welcome.

You've heard the program, have you?

Oh, yes, I listen to it every morning.

Well, is that your first orchid?

It most certainly is.

And I want what goes with it.

[laughter]

Say, listen, dear...

...when I was taking

my driver's test

I ran over traffic,

but then I had a blow out.

How about your meeting me

at my office at 12:30?

Fine, that's only four hours away.

Hey, where are you

having the tire fixed?

New Guinea?

Oh, alright.

But you be there

at 12:30, you hear?

Now, we're about to award

our famous beauty kit.

We'll ask one of our guests

to draw a number here.

- Who are you, please?

- Florence Promise.

- From where, Ms. Promise?

- I'm from Philadelphia.

From Philadelphia.

What are you chewing?

- Gum.

- Oh, you have to spit it out.

You can't chew gum

on the radio. That's it.

Will you draw a number

out of the basket, please?

- Hope it's mine.

- Ah, I hope so too.

Well, here it is.

[laughter]

"4-9-4-0-7."

He-he-here it is.

Over here it is.

[chuckles]

Nice.

You're a lucky person.

Come on out here, now.

Isn't this nice?

[applauding]

Now, tell us. Who are you?

Well, I can't-can't remember my name.

Don't worry.

Oh, it's Richard.

I mean,

Mrs., Mrs. Richard Cartwright.

- Well, now, congratulations.

- Thank you.

Where do you live,

Mrs. Cartwright?

I live in Ohio. Columbus, Ohio.

I mean, I live in Hollywood.

I don't seem to remember anything.

No, just a little nervous.

Now, don't be afraid

of this microphone.

- You've won our beauty kit.

- I know.

Beverly, won't you show

it to Mrs. Cartwright?

'Same time show it

to the ladies here.'

[indistinct chattering]

- Isn't that a dandy?

- Oh, it's very nice.

Uh-huh, well, you don't seem

very excited

about it, Mrs. Cartwright.

Oh, but I am.

It's just that I don't

go in very much for cosmetics.

Oh, but you will now.

There's enough goop in there to

keep you beautiful for a year.

[laughter]

I'm afraid my husband

wouldn't care for that.

You see, he likes the plain,

natural, home type girl.

Well, in this day and age,

he's a novelty.

- I figured to do that.

- Do what?

Split the wheel bearing, that's all.

Well, is that, uh, is that serious?

Well, we ain't got nothing in stock

we'll have to send out for one.

- Thank you very much.

- You're very welcome.

- Thank you, Mr. Breneman.

- Thank you for asking. Goodbye.

[male #2]

'Alright, ladies,

let's move on.'

'Please, let's make

a little room here.'

[indistinct chatter]

What in the world

happened here, Bobby?

- A lady fainted.

[male #2]

'Make room, here, please.'

[Tom]

'Why, Annie, you rascal,

I'm surprised at you.'

I'll be alright in a minute.

Where's my pocketbook?

Oh, don't worry,

honey, it's right here.

- Oh, thank you.

- There you are.

She was hit by a car

about an hour ago, Tom.

She claimed she wasn't hurt,

so I let her come on in here.

Do you have any pain?

- Not much.

- I've called an ambulance too.

Oh, no ambulance.

Don't let them take me

to the hospital, please.

Well, they just want to see if

there's anything wrong with you.

I'm-I'm alright.

Thank you.

Honest, I am.

All I need is a good

cup of tea in my own house.

Well, if there's nothing

wrong with you

they'll take you right home.

Oh, no, they're

liable to keep me there, and...

...and what's

to become of Tippy?

My little dog.

He is old and alone.

He's got to have

someone to take care of him.

I'd be glad to take care of him today.

I've nothing else to do.

- Oh.

- There you are.

That's awful nice of you.

You'd take him

for a little walk, maybe?

Why, sure.

Now, you have nothing to worry about.

Well, you're sure

that they'll bring me home

if they find there

isn't too much wrong with me?

I guarantee it.

By golly, just to make sure,

I'll go with you. How's that?

Oh, you've been so nice to me.

I-I just hate to put you out.

Besides, you're gonna

be awful mad at me.

Look, what I did to my pretty flower.

[indistinct chatter]

[male #3]

'Alright, folks,

strike it up, move on, please.'

Well, there you are.

May I speak to you for a minute?

Well, sure.

You were teasing me

this morning, weren't you?

About what?

About not knowing Jimmy Glenning.

- Oh.

- Of course, you know him.

'Cause he sent me this

picture several months ago.

'Thought you looked familiar.

Then I remembered this.'

Yeah, sure, I know Jim.

Maybe you can tell me

where to find him.

I wish I could,

but I don't know where he is.

Honest, I don't. I'm sorry.

Would you mind if I asked you a favor?

Not a bit.

Well, Jimmy means an awful lot

to me, and I was wondering if...

I'd be ever so grateful

if you just talked

to me a few minutes about him.

It'd be a pleasure.

Tell me, how he looked,

and some of things he said

and some of the things he did.

Say, listen, I have to take

Mrs. Reed's

little dog for a walk.

Would you like to go along?

- You wouldn't mind?

- Mind?

Well, it might be

a slight inconvenience

but, uh, I think I can manage

to stand up under the strain.

[both laugh]

[instrumental music]

Well, this is an unexpected pleasure.

I, uh, I was just going to write

you a letter this afternoon.

Are you kidding?

You told me to meet you here.

Uh, this is Myrtle, my roommate.

- How do you do?

Why, Gloria, why didn't you

tell me he was so good-looking?

Oh, Ms. Hammer, suppose

you run along to lunch, huh?

I'd be glad to.

- Honey.

- Yes?

Listen, uh, um...

Honey, Myrtle's broke, and so

we thought it would be nice

if you won some money for

her at the races today too, huh?

Oh, really, well,

I mean, say after all...

Uh-uh, Mr. Cartwright

did anyone ever tell you

that you look like Gable?

Oh, really, you think so?

Why, I haven't got

his shoulders at all.

Look, are we going

to the races today or not?

- It's 20 minutes to 1:00.

- You bet we are.

On our way, we'll stop

at the barber's shop

and then we're off.

Nothing can stop us, now. I...

- Cartwright?

- Yeah.

You'll have to come to

the police station with me.

That old lady you hit this morning

is hurt worse than we thought.

Here's a bench warrant for you.

[whistling]

Did you ever go to the Crystal

Ballroom in Minneapolis?

Oh, sure, every Saturday night.

Oh, we went on Fridays.

I guess maybe that's why

I never saw you there.

Yeah, that's just like me.

I never get to meet

a good-looking girl

until it's too late.

How about Docks for hamburger?

Um, yeah, but little more

on the chop suey side.

Um, that was a little

expensive for Jimmy and me.

It's one thing I never had

to worry much about, dough.

With me, it was always

here today and gone tomorrow.

Don't you ever

worry about your future?

No, I got a grabby old uncle

who does that.

Not much sense in both of us worrying.

You're lucky. I didn't have

anybody to worry about me.

- That is until I met Jimmy.

- Come on, Tippy.

He worries about me all the time.

Look, uh...

Oh, in a nice little ways, I mean.

Like, not letting me sit in draft

or telling the fellows to watch

their language when I'm around.

Doesn't that make you a pain

in the neck to the other guys?

Of course not.

Well, they'll get a kick

out of the way th...

I-I never thought of it like that.

Those are very pretty flowers.

Yes, aren't they beautiful?

Mm, they remind me of

the ones down on the island.

'Cause it's so different.

[clears throat]

[instrumental music]

[Dorothy laughing]

'Oh, oh, Ken, that's terrible.'

Both of us look scared to death.

Well, let's take another one.

And smile this time.

Okay, you know the trouble is...

Uh, well, we're-we're posing

like two other people.

Maybe... Well, couldn't we... Huh?

- What?

- Uh, you know.

Sort of act like we know each

other a little bit better.

Oh, alright.

- How's this?

- Swell.

- Go ahead.

- Huh?

Put the quarter in.

Oh, gee.

Well, let-let-let's do it again.

That pose is great.

- You smiling?

- Uh-huh.

- Go ahead.

- Okay.

Ken, that wasn't fair.

I'm sorry, I-I couldn't help it,

honest, I couldn't.

Dorothy.

I'm sorry you misunderstood

my friendliness.

I didn't, Dorothy. It's

just that you're darn sweet...

What?

I said you're so darn sweet

and I'm so darn lonesome.

Well, that isn't very

flattering to me either.

No, no, wh-what I mean is that...

Well, uh, we're both

sort of in the same boat.

What we need is somebody

to help us over, you see?

No, I don't see.

There's something

that you ought to know.

I'm gonna tell you,

but you're not gonna like it.

I don't want to hear anything more.

As far as you're concerned,

I'm terribly disappointed.

Don't bother taking

me back to the bus.

But...

Dorothy, please,

I don't want you to think

I'm just making a play for you.

I meant that kiss

from the bottom of my heart.

Do you realize what you're saying?

I sure do.

Then you're a fine friend of Jimmy.

I'm a better friend of yours.

That's why I wanna tell you something.

- What are you driving at?

- Just this.

You may be in love with Jimmy,

but you're not engaged to him.

Why do you say that?

Because he's married to somebody else.

Married?

I didn't want to tell you

before because

well it was none of my business,

and I knew it would hurt you.

I don't believe you.

You're making it up.

If it is true,

why didn't Jimmy tell me?

Why didn't he write me?

He was waiting to get up enough nerve.

He met a girl at Spokane.

He hadn't seen you for over a year.

Just went hook, line, and sinker

for this other girl

and married

her the week I shipped off.

Somebody had to tell you sometime.

So you thought for your own

convenience, you'd tell me now.

I just didn't want you to go on

eating your heart out for...

When you were on hand.

That's the real reason

you told me, wasn't it?

I just told you.

At first, I didn't think

it was any of my business, but...

Oh, oh, don't try to explain it.

Don't try to explain anything.

I'm just muddled up.

I don't know what to do.

Dorothy, don't run out on me.

[barking]

I-I got that dog on my hands.

Oh!

I don't know, for a smart guy,

you're a first class...

No, no, baby, I...

If you had posted bail

and kept your mouth shut

we would have been out

of here an hour ago.

Oh, girls, ease up

a little bit, will you?

After all, when I started

talking to that

pleasant gentleman

in the grey suit and told him

what I thought of

the police, how did I know

he was the chief of detective?

Oh, at the rate we're going to Del Mar

I'll never make any money.

Now, now, let's not lose our tempers.

Well, for pity sakes, let's get going.

In less than nothing flat, sweetheart.

First we go to the barber's

and then we'll really

hit the open road.

Here's the car, get your

beautiful selves in there.

There you are.

Yeah, you in? Fine.

Make them track, it was

the last thing I'd do.

[car engine revving]

[instrumental music]

- Oh, good afternoon, ma'am.

- Good afternoon.

But won't you come in?

Mrs. Reed would want to thank

you for being so kind.

Well, some other time, please, ma'am.

Right now, there's something important

I have to do before 5 o'clock.

- Very well. Goodbye.

- So long.

"Breakfast In Hollywood."

Oh, I'm sorry, his line is busy.

You're welcome.

- Oh, Ms. Field.

- Yes?

This gentleman's waiting to see you.

Excuse me, my name is Ken Smith.

Is Mr. Breneman in?

Do you have

an appointment, Mr. Smith?

No, I don't, but...

Well, then I'm afraid

he can't see you today.

This is very important, miss.

I'm awfully sorry,

Mr. Breneman is a very busy man.

- Could you come in tomorrow?

- That won't do me any good.

I'm in trouble.

And tomorrow will be too late.

- Well, what sort of trouble?

- Girl trouble.

Look, miss, you don't wanna

see two people who really

need each other, both end up

with a kick in the heart

do you?

Wait a minute.

- 'Yes.'

- Excuse me, Mr. Breneman.

There's a young sailor out here.

Mr. Ken Smith.

- 'Tell him to come in, please.'

- Alright.

You may go in.

First door to the right.

Thank you.

[Tom]

'Hello, Ken,

what's on your mind?'

Hello, Mr. Breneman. Oh, boy,

you sure got me into something.

Now, you gotta help me out.

I got you into something? What?

You introduced me to Dorothy,

that girl from Minneapolis?

'She won the wishing ring

this morning, remember?'

What happened?

Her fiance show up?

No, sir, and he isn't going to.

[intercom buzzes]

Yes?

[Ms. Fields]

'I have a call on

number three for you.'

Alright, hold it now,

I'll take it in just a moment.

The fellow she was engaged to married

somebody else and didn't tell her.

I suppose you rectified that error.

'Well, how did you know?'

I can tell by that

sick look on your face.

Oh, well, when I told her,

she got me all wrong.

She broke out crying and ran away.

Well, what am I supposed

to do about it?

She's going back

to Minneapolis tonight.

Her bus leaves in 25 minutes.

Will you go down and talk to her?

- Will you explain to her?

- Explain what?

Can't you see what she means to me?

If she gets on that bus tonight...

Look, there's only 20 minutes left.

- 'Mr. Breneman.'

- Yes?

That party is still

waiting on the phone.

- They say it's urgent.

- Okay, I'll take it right now.

This isn't just a crush,

I'm goofy about her.

This morning when I met you,

I had nothing to gamble for.

Now, I've got everything.

You're not gonna let me

blow it without getting

a fair shake for it, are you?

You're the gabbiest guy I've ever met.

I'll tell you what to do.

You go to the bus depot.

- Hold it till I get there.

- Okay.

And I'll be over just as soon

as I answer this phone call.

Oh, gee, Mr. Breneman,

you're the...

All day you go gab, gab, gab.

Now, go on and beat it.

I'll be over in a few minutes.

And look, don't try to be persuasive.

- Be yourself.

- Okay.

So long. That telephone call?

- You can take it here, sir.

- Thanks.

Hello?

Mr. Breneman,

this is Mrs. Reed's nurse.

I'm a little worried, Mrs. Reed

has had a peculiar spell

and I've called the doctor.

I wonder if you could

come over for a few minutes?

Oh, you bet, I will.

- I won't be gone long.

- 'Alright.'

[instrumental music]

Won't you just look at me a minute?

I can hear you without looking at you.

Ms. Dorothy, I didn't tell you

about Jimmy just because...

Oh! I've already told you

it's unimportant anyway.

Now, what more can I say?

Well, you could tell me

you're not angry with me.

Can't you see I don't

want to talk to you?

Oh, excuse me.

Say, do you know Tom Breneman?

What does he look like?

Well, he's, uh, uh...

- Oh, skip it.

- Sorry.

[male #1]

'Phoenix, Flagstaff,

Albuquerque'

'Kansas City, Chicago, aboard.'

Annie, you're a bad girl.

You're not trying, and you know it.

Oh, I'll be alright.

Well, you don't sound very convincing.

You're not putting up a fight at all.

I've been fighting for 82 years.

I could give you a good spanking

for talking like that.

To win a battle

you've got to have

something to fight for.

You see, Tippy's

the only one that needs me

and... he's lived his life too.

Oh, you're talking through your hat.

We all have work to do.

We have people who need us.

No, that's a lot of nonsense.

You're right, it is a lot of nonsense.

I guess, you and I are both fed up

with this good neighbor stuff.

That's right.

Thank golly, Annie, I wish

I could be more like you.

Then maybe, I'd have some sense too.

[chuckles]

Well, you've faced facts.

Your work is done.

Why stick your nose

into somebody else's business?

Well, have a good night, honey.

I think I will.

I feel sleepy now.

So, I'll get back to the office.

Let somebody else help him.

Goodnight.

Help who?

Oh, I was just thinking out loud.

Goodnight.

- Wait a minute.

- 'Yeah?'

Who's in trouble?

Oh, I don't wanna bother you with it.

You're tired.

Now, you come back here and tell me.

I want to know.

Who's in trouble?

Well, you remember the young sailor

and the girl from Minneapolis

with the program this morning?

I most certainly do. What a

mighty cute pair they were too.

Well, the boy got a crush on the girl

and they've had a quarrel

and she's going back

to Minneapolis tonight.

Oh, what a pity.

Yes, he's been over at the

office mooning around.

Wants me to help him.

He'd think it was

the end of the world.

Well, to two young people in love

a quarrel is the end of the world.

Well, let's forget about him.

I've gotta go back to the office.

- Now, if you want anything...

- Wait.

- I got an idea.

- Yeah?

You go and get those two young people

and bring them here...

...and I'll bet you, I can

get them together again.

Well, I wouldn't think of it.

You're a sick woman.

Now, if you say that again

I'm gonna get right up,

and go get them myself.

Are you sure you wanna be bothered?

Just a moment ago, you said...

Oh, that was just a lot of talk.

Now, please do me the favor

and go get them, and bring them here.

Alright, but you're forcing me.

[male #1]

'San Francisco, Sacramento,

Salt Lake City.'

Shiyan, Omaha, Minneapolis, aboard.

Look, if I write you

a letter in care of

Dock's Hamburger joint,

will you answer me?

No.

- Gosh, not-not even a postcard?

- No.

Alright, sailor,

will you get in or out, please?

Okay, okay.

Sorry, buddy,

no loafing on the platform.

[engine revving]

[instrumental music]

Oh, brother, is this a happy day?

Jim Jam won the first race in Del Mar.

[laughs]

Oh, Ken. Just a moment, please.

I'm awfully sorry, I'm late,

but I really have a good excuse.

- Yeah, sure, it's okay...

- No, tell me what happened.

Look, let's just forget about it...

No, no, don't be that way, Ken,

I wanna know, really.

Look, Mr. Breneman,

I know you're a good guy

but it's too late for talk now,

she's gone.

I'll see you around sometime.

- But look...

- Mr. Brememan!

- What a lovely coincidence...

- You'll have to excuse me...

You know, I just bought a new hat

and the lady said

I look just like a pangram.

- Well, that's nice, yes...

- Mr. Bren...

Would you go across the street,

Mr. Brememan, and take a look?

I wanna see if it'll make you laugh!

Uh, not now, please.

Bring it down to the restaurant

tonight, I'll have more time.

- Tonight?

- Yes, and the name is Breneman.

Bye.

Bre... Bren...

Brema... Brumama...

Well, pardon me, lady.

Uh... Brum...

Larsen. L-A-R-S-E-N. Larsen.

She's on the Salt Lake bus, left

Hollywood at 5 o'clock.

Oh, thank you, sergeant.

You're doing Mayor of Encino

a big favor.

Bye.

You know of any other place

where a sailor who's

lost his girl might go?

No. Unless maybe a cocktail bar.

Why, sure he would!

What's the matter with us? Let's

start phonin' 'em right now.

There's only 900 of them

in and around Hollywood.

Well, try it, anyway!

Tell 'em it's for

"Breakfast In Hollywood."

And tell 'em we'll give a reward

to anybody who brings

Ken to the phone.

'How much?'

Well, two tickets to the

radio show, of course!

What do you expect,

a half interest in the joint?

Oh, my!

I'd hardly know it's me.

You've changed my whole appearance.

You have [indistinct]

It is just that

you have been neglecting

to bring them out to good advantage.

Oh! I can hardly wait

till my husband sees me.

Why not surprise him?

Telephone him, have him

meet you someplace for dinner.

I can't. He's out of town.

Oh, but my dear,

with that beautiful hair

surely you are

going somewhere tonight.

I'm afraid not.

I'd like to have my bill, please.

- Very well, we will get it.

- Thank you.

[instrumental music]

Well, it is a pity.

Such a lovely makeup and hairstyle

just cries to be taken out.

I'm sorry,

I'm afraid it'll have to wait.

You see, I'm a little old fashioned.

I don't believe in

wives gallivanting around

while their husbands are away.

Working as hard as mine does.

I understand perfectly, dear.

- Thank you so much.

- Thank you.

- And come again.

- Oh, indeed I will.

- Thank you, Mrs. Cartwright.

- Thank you.

[men laughing]

And when we come out

of the police station

and find out I'm out of gas...

...well, those two

little lollipops could have

kicked a hole in a battleship

with a moccasin.

[laughter]

- They walked right out on you?

- Are you kidding?

They don't walk out on a man

like Mr. Cartwright.

He knows how to handle...

[Richard]

'Ah, you're right about

that time, Herman.'

Well, right now,

those two little sweet petunias

are sitting out front, so sorry

they'd do anything for me...

'...but my laundry.'

[Herman]

'Doggone, Mr. Cartwright!'

You sure know how to handle 'em!

He's certainly got those two

eating out of his hands.

Well, you might I say it's a gift

I was just naturally born with it.

- Excuse me, Mr. Cartwright?

- Yes?

But the lady sittin' outside

in your car say

that if you don't

come out in two minutes

they're gonna come in and

wipe up the floor... with you!

Eh, you better forget

the shampoo, Herman

and let me get out of here.

No need carrying the punishment

to the point of cruelty.

What can I do for you, please?

Oh, good evening.

If you and your girlfriends

think it's going to be one,

you're optimistic.

Egads! That was my wife.

[chuckles]

[siren wailing]

[tires screeching]

What's wrong, officer?

You got a passenger

by the name of Larsen?

'A young lady

going to Minneapolis?'

Is there a Ms. Larsen on board?

My name is Larsen.

- Ms. Dorothy Larsen?

- That's right, uh...

- Why? Something that matter?

- Do you know Tom Breneman?

Why, yes, I was in his

radio broadcast this morning.

Okay, lady, I'm sorry

but you'll have to come back

to Hollywood with us.

What for?

Step outside and I'll tell you.

[instrumental music]

What is this? What's happened?

It's about a ring. Mr. Breneman

claims you stole one from him!

- Oh!

- Come on.

[instrumental music]

♪ Oh when the night

falls silently ♪

♪ The night falls silently...

[laughter]

♪ On forest dreams...

[snoring]

♪ Lovers wander far to see

♪ They wander far to see

♪ The bright stars gleaming...

♪ And that they should

lose their way ♪

♪ That they should

lose their way ♪

[singing indistinctly]

♪ And twinkle brightly...

♪ Here and there

and everywhere ♪

♪ Through mountains

dale and hollow ♪

♪ Hallo ♪ Hallo...

Hello there, guys!

What do you say, boy?

♪ Slowly gliding

through the air ♪

♪ They've called

on us to follow ♪

♪ Aah ha-ha-ha-ha

♪ Ha ha ha ha...

[breathes heavily]

[sneezes]

- Gesundheit.

- Thank you.

♪ Shine little

glow worms glimmer ♪

♪ Shine little

glow worms glimmer ♪

♪ Lead us lest

too far we wander ♪

♪ Love's sweet voice

is calling yonder ♪

♪ Call for you know what

[laughter]

♪ Shine little glow worm

glimmer ♪

♪ Shine little glow worm

glimmer ♪

♪ Light the path below...

[laughter]

♪ A-a-above

Eh, shut up!

♪ And lead us

♪ On to love

[band music]

[operatic singing]

♪ And lead us

♪ On

♪ To love ♪

[applauding]

That was Mr. Breneman

who just phoned.

I'm afraid the news isn't so good.

What's wrong?

Mr. Breneman missed the bus.

The girl left,

and the boy has disappeared.

Oh, no.

Mr. Breneman's

had the girl arrested

and she's being brought back

to Hollywood by subterfuge.

- Did you say arrested?

- Yes.

Oh, it's bad.

That's what it is.

[sighs]

Hello, Tippy.

Brought you a bone.

Yeah. I saved that for you.

Do you like that, boy?

[Ken]

'Go ahead.'

'Here. Yeah.'

'Think you're gonna like that,

huh?'

'Oh, that's a good one.

Yeah.'

[Annie]

Is that you, young man?

Oh. Excuse me, ma'am

I tried to come in quietly,

so I wouldn't disturb you.

I just brought Tippy a bone.

Oh, thanks.

My, don't you look nice.

I hardly recognized you

in your new suit.

Thank you, ma'am.

Your young lady friend

will be mighty proud of you.

Oh, that's all off.

She's gone back to Minneapolis.

That's not the way I hear it.

Oh, but I saw her

leave on the bus myself.

- I was with her until...

- Maybe so.

But they're bringing her

back to Hollywood

under subterfuge.

When you say they,

do you mean the police?

Mm-hmm. Two of 'em big cops.

They took her off the b...

They yanked her off the bus

under very extenuating circumstances.

But why? What's she done?

Something to Mr. Breneman.

What? I don't know.

They're being awful secret about it.

Oh, they are, are they?

Well, that means they're trying

to pin something on her.

The very thing I said to myself

when I heard it.

Oh, you can bet your life,

if I had my strength

I'd be right down there

with bells on 'em.

But where are they taking her?

I don't know exactly, but I'd

go to Mr. Breneman and find out.

I will, and don't you worry,

Mrs. Reed, I'll find her.

[instrumental music]

[music continues]

Oh, excuse me, but, uh,

have you, by any chance

seen a lady in here

by the name of Cartwright?

What do you think this is?

The Bureau of Missing Persons?

- I don't know...

- What does she look like?

She's the most beautiful

woman in the world.

Why don't you try Tom Breneman's?

They all wind up there

sooner or later.

- You think so?

- Yes.

I never thought you cared.

♪ It's better

♪ To be by yourself

♪ It is better

♪ To be by yourself

♪ Love is made by two

♪ Don't include a third

♪ 'Cause you'll lose your chick

and then you'll get the bird ♪

♪ So it's better

♪ To be by yourself

♪ Never trust a gal

♪ Who puts on sweet dialogue

♪ And never trust a pal

♪ 'Cause remember that man's

best friend is his dog ♪

♪ So it's better

♪ To be by yourself

♪ It is better

♪ To be on the shelf

♪ Be just like a hermit

livin' in a cave ♪

♪ You don't get much lovin'

but the dough you save ♪

♪ Makes it better

♪ To be by yourself

[piano music]

[guitar music]

♪ There's a story that's told

about a man's mate ♪

♪ When his change run out

♪ She said I'll see you gate

♪ Now he works all day

and come home at night ♪

♪ Instead of

little bitty pettin' ♪

♪ All she wants to do is fight

♪ So it's better

to be by yourself boy ♪

♪ It's better to be

by yourself oh man ♪

♪ It's better to be

by yourself boy ♪♪

I want to use the item

in tomorrow's column, King.

Will you check on it

and let me know right away?

Okay.

[instrumental music]

Oh, excuse me, but, uh

could you, by any chance,

direct me to someone

who would perhaps help me?

Oh, what about?

Well, as a matter of fact, I'm,

uh, I'm looking for my wife.

It's quite a long story.

Well, this sounds like a good story.

You couldn't have chosen

a better person.

- What's her name?

- Cartwright.

But she probably isn't using it now.

Well, uh, what does she look like?

Oh, she's out of this world.

She's gorgeous.

This, I must see. Come on,

I'll help you track her down!

Oh, but excuse me,

it's because of this and that

that I'm looking for her now.

Eh, thank you.

[chuckles]

[gasps]

You're Hedda Hopper, aren't you?

Well, I was when I

left home this morning.

You know, I'm one of

your most ardent fans.

- You mean you were.

- What?

Oh, look what I've done to your hat.

Oh, that's perfectly alright.

It wasn't silly enough, anyway.

Oh, it couldn't have come

to a happier end.

Well, of course, I'll replace it.

Oh, no, but Ms. Hopper,

you don't have...

Oh, I ruined yours, and I

insist upon giving you mine.

A Hedda Hopper hat?

Oh, well,

you've been so swell about it

I wonder if that will be silly enough.

- Do you think so?

- On you, it looks good.

- Hopper.

- Oh, thank God.

[instrumental music]

Oh, Frances!

Oh, there you are, darling.

I beg your pardon.

Oh, come now, let's not be ridiculous.

Why, I've been worried sick about you.

Oh, please don't bother to sit down.

I'm just about to leave.

Well, after all, my dear, fun is fun

but this is becoming ludicrous.

- Your cab is here, ma'am.

- Oh, thank you.

As your husband, may I be so nosy

as to enquire where you're going?

Oh, I don't know.

The Macombo. Maybe Cheryl's.

- I don't know yet.

- Well, may I accompany you?

Oh, I'm afraid not. You're

hardly dressed for the occasion.

Ta-ta!

Don't cry, but she had me

tell the cab company

she wanted to go to 26 Canyon Drive.

26 Canyon Dri...

Why, that's our home.

- First door to the right.

- Thank you.

- Is this her, Tom?

- This is the girl, alright.

How can you have me arrested

when I haven't done...

Now, wait a minute.

Take it easy.

Officer, do you mind if I

have a few words with her?

- You wait right here.

- Not at all.

What is this all about? You

know I didn't steal that ring.

You gave it to me.

No, but you did steal something else.

The heart of a swell kid.

Ken Smith.

Is this your idea of humor?

Bringing me all the way back

here just to tell me that?

I'm not trying to be funny,

this is serious.

Serious for both you kids.

I don't see why you

had to know anything about it.

Well, then, as much

as I started this thing

I thought I'd help to bring

it to a happy ending.

I'm sure you meant well,

Mr. Breneman, but...

Well, really, there isn't

anything that can be done.

After all, he knew I was

engaged to somebody else.

He knew the fellow you were engaged to

married somebody else.

That's what Ken knew.

Oh, I don't know.

[sobs]

Oh, let's be sensible

about this thing, Dorothy.

You're in love with Ken,

and I know it.

- What makes you think so?

- Those tears.

Here, honey, have one on me.

Thanks.

Dorothy honey, the only reason

I had you brought back

I want you kids to have the

chance you are both entitled to.

Where's Ms. Larsen?

I'm sorry, with Mr. Breneman.

Why?

What's the idea of arresting

her? What did she do?

Why, are you a friend of hers?

I sure am, and I'd like to know

what this is all about!

'Hey, come here!'

Why, you big phony, I'll show you a...

Ken. Ken, stop it!

- He's only trying to help!

- What do you mean?

It's alright, officer,

anything can happen in here.

It usually does too.

I was told he had you arrested.

He just had me brought back

because you asked him to.

- Shall I take him outside?

- No, let him stay.

The excitement's all over.

This thing'll settle down to a

good old fashioned family fight.

- 'Then you won't need me?'

- No.

Thank you very much, officer.

You've done Mayor of Encino

a great turn tonight.

- Not at all, Your Honor.

- Goodnight.

I only asked him to talk to you.

You wouldn't listen to me.

Because I'm not interested in

anything you're trying to say.

Can't you get that through your head?

Gee, I'm sorry, Mr. Breneman,

but...

Gosh, now what do I do?

The only thing a gentleman can do.

- Leave her alone?

- No.

Give her a chance to change your mind.

- But she just walked out.

- Only to be followed.

Well, how do you figure that?

Holy mackerel, am I dumb?

Gee, I'd like to feel like that

just one more day before I die.

[instrumental music]

- Dorothy.

- Yes?

- You forgot your pocketbook.

- Oh, so I did. Thanks.

You're welcome.

Could I talk to you a minute?

- Well, I...

- I wonder...

Could I do it while we're dancing?

[music continues]

♪ Amor ♪

♪ Amor amor ♪

♪ This word's so sweet

that I repeat ♪

♪ Means I adore you

♪ Amor ♪

♪ Amormy love ♪

♪ Would you deny

♪ This heart that I have

place before you? ♪

♪ I can't find another word

with meaning so clear ♪

♪ My lips try to whisper

sweeter things in your ear ♪

♪ But somehow or other nothing

sounds quite so dear ♪

♪ As this soft caressing

word I know ♪

♪ Amor amor ♪

♪ Mi amor ♪

[singing in Spanish]

♪ Amor ♪

♪ Amor amor mi amor ♪

[singing in Spanish]

♪ Bung

♪ Bung bung bung bung

♪ If I had a wishing ring

♪ I'd never ask

♪ For any worldly thing

♪ No dream would be denied

♪ And I'd be satisfied

♪ With all your

love could bring ♪

♪ If I had

♪ A wishing ring

♪ If you had a wishing ring ♪

You know, I've been thinking.

Yes?

You're probably gonna laugh.

About what?

About me.

I figure if you're my age

I had to start to think a

little bit about serious things.

Such as?

Oh, you know

about future and lot of things.

Like, uh, settling down and

maybe someday

having a home of your own.

That sounds wonderful, Ken.

You know, what I really need to make

my post war plan complete, don't you?

No. What?

You.

Well, how about it?

Bend your head over.

I wanna whisper something.

You know, we've only known

each other about 14 hours.

You'll have to give me

a little time to think it over.

- Okay. How long?

- Oh.

Three to four minutes.

[chuckles]

Well, they kissed, and I hope

will live happily ever after.

Oh, Mrs. Reed will be

so happy to hear it.

'She's asleep now.'

'Thank you for calling.'

'Goodnight.'

- Goodnight, pop.

Goodnight, girls.

Goodnight.

Gee, pop, what a day.

'Well, you're through

for the night, Tom?'

- Yeah, all through.

- Oh, see, Tom.

I've been wanting to tell you this.

You know, me and ma

sure like you're radio program.

Well, thanks, pop.

Look at that time, and me

up at 5:00 a.m. in the morning.

Yeah, some of more gags and

crazy hats and foolishness...

Yeah, some problems and heartache

and headache and whatnot.

Pop, by golly, that's

what makes the world go round.

And me with it.

[laughter]

- Goodnight, pop.

- 'Goodnight, Tom.'

You old scallywag, you.

- Mr. Brememan?

- Oh, no, not you.

I just wanted to tell you

that Ms. Hopper

sat on my pangram hat.

Well, that's too bad you weren't

wearing it at the time.

Oh, yes, but she gave me this one.

Would you mind trying it on

so I could tell

my friends that you wore?

- Oh, thank you, Mr. Brememan.

- You're welcome.

Oh, you do kiss the ladies whose

hat you try on, don't you?

Oh, why not, everything else

just happened to me today.

Thank you, Mr. Brememan.

Oh, the name is Breneman, honey.

Goodnight.

Mr. Breneman.

[instrumental music]

Breakfast in Hollywood (1946) - full transcript