Panama Hattie (1942) - full transcript

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- I'm Rags.
- I'm Rowdy.

- Who are you?
- Who are you?

Oh! Wouldn't you like to know!

[indistinct singing]

♪ There's a classy
little lassie down in Panama ♪

♪ And the whole of Panama
is at her feet ♪

♪ You inquire where's the fire
down in Panama ♪

♪ When this classic winter
chats you down the street ♪



♪ She's such a star
she was society ♪

♪ But for piety
she'd get me written ♪

♪ And when she smiles ♪

♪ She really blesses you ♪

♪ And when she blesses you ♪

♪ You say this ♪
♪ Tu-ru-tu ♪

♪ When you see this lady ♪

♪ Maybe you will fall for her ♪

♪ She is really quite a most
terrific swan ♪

♪ She's a patty chatty Hattie ♪

♪ All the way from Cincinnati ♪

♪ Now she's Hattie ♪

♪ From Panama ♪♪

[applause]



Look! There's Hattie.

[applause]

♪ I wasn't born
to stately halls of alabaster ♪

♪ I haven't given many balls
for Mrs. Aster ♪

♪ But all the same
I'm in the pink ♪

♪ My constitution's made of zinc ♪

♪ And you never have
to give this girl ♪

♪ Oil castor ♪

♪ I'm always a flop
at a top notch affair ♪

♪ I've still got my health
so what do I care ♪

♪ My best ring alas
is a glass solitaire ♪

♪ I've still got my health
so what do I care ♪

♪ By fashion and floppery
I'm never discussed ♪

♪ Attending the opry
my box would be a bust ♪

♪ When I give a tea
a Queen Marie isn't there ♪

♪ But I've still got my health
so what do I care ♪

♪ The hip that I shake
doesn't make people stare ♪

♪ I've still got my health
so what do I care ♪

♪ The sight of my props
never stops a thoroughfare ♪

♪ But I've still got my health
so what do I care ♪

♪ Your face is your fortune
so some wise man spoke ♪

♪ My face is my fortune
that's why I'm always broke ♪

♪ I ain't quite as sleek
as the chic Norma Cher ♪

♪ But I've still got my vitamin ♪

♪ A B C D E F G H ♪

♪ I still have my ♪

♪ Health ♪♪

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Oh, boy!
Ain't she terrific?

Yes, but I can't see what Hattie
works in a dump like this for.

Nobody comes here but riff-raff.

I know, I come here every night.

Ah. She's wonderful.

Boy, that Hattie's got somethin'.

- Could I go for her?
- Never. Not a chance.

She protects herself like
she was the Panama Canal.

Well, maybe she's afraid
of sabotage.

Sabotage.

Hey, looked a date, huh?

What's up the matter
with that dame you were chasing

last night with the long arms
and the bare feet?

You know, I think there was
something wrong with her.

Just as I got ready to kiss
her, she ran up a coconut tree.

Cigars, cigarettes,
chewing tobacco.

- What flavor?
- You got anything else, girly?

Has she? Say, you must be blind.

How come a girl with a face like
that works in a joint like this?

- I was drafted.
- Say, babe.

I think I could do
something for you.

I can get you a job on the ship,
$21 a month, room and board.

Hey!

Do you want somethin'
or don't ya?

Well..

Maybe she's a spy.

- We ought to investigate her.
- That's a good idea.

Hey, stop it.
What are you looking for?

How 'bout that.
No bubble gum, huh?

No.

Say, uh,
what are you doing later..

No.

Kid must be Russian.
She won't give in.

Girl, you better watch him.
He's a wolf.

Yeah, I'm a wolf
in ship's clothing.

Can't understand why they
reject guys with flat feet

and take 'em with flat heads!

Cigars, cigarettes.

[indistinct singing]

Shh. I think
she's calling her mate.

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[applause]

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[trumpet music]

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- Hiya, fellas!
- How are you, Hattie?

- Hello, beautiful.
- How are ya?

I'm okay, fellas.
You can put your hats on.

There's no ladies present.

Hey, Hattie, you wanna go
to a movie with us tonight, huh?

Yeah, it's a swell picture.

"Masie The Beautiful
Laundry Girl."

Ah! She gives me a pain.

Say, I haven't seen you guys
since the day we caught the spy.

Honest, Hattie,
I wouldn't be surprised

if we all got promoted.

Yeah, to the
intelligence department.

Him too?

- What's so funny about that?
- Oh, he's pretty smart.

When he was in the first grade,
he was voted by his class

as the one most likely
to stay there.

See?

- Is that bad?
- No, Ragsy.

Sometimes it's good
to be that way.

Sure, you get twice as much
sleep as anybody else

in the same length of time.

You see, Ragsy, smart people
have to think and worry

and figure a lot
to make mistakes.

But you don't have
to go to all that trouble.

Oh, gee, thanks.

Now, when I left Indiana
and landed in Panama

I thought it was the biggest
mistake of my life.

- But it turned out it wasn't.
- Well, you met us.

Yeah, I met you.

You've been a regular pal.

The only break I ever got,
I got right here in this town.

Dick Bulliard.

- Oh!
- Oh!

- Are you gonna marry that guy?
- I sure am.

How can a smart girl
like you marry a soldier?

Dick's a different kinda soldier.

Nah! What makes him so different?

A sailor wouldn't
understand that.

[laughs]

- You're terrific.
- Hat, you know your own heart.

If you wanna marry him,
you go right ahead.

And every time we're in port,
we'll come over

and teach your kids how to fight.

Well, supposin' I fool you
and just have girls.

Well, then, we'll just come over.

Well, um, fellas,
I gotta go outside and think.

Uh, you want me
to come out and help you?

No, tootsie.

Hey, what's the matter with her?

- We better go and find out.
- Yeah, come on.

What's on your mind, Hattie?

Oh, nothin'. Except Dick's
been married before.

- What?
- Yeah, and he's got a kid.

- Eight years old.
- Why, that no good--

- I'll divide that lug by three.
- Now, wait a minute, fellas.

That was long before he met me.

- You sure?
- Sure.

He's a society guy
from Philadelphia

and rich and all that.
You know.

- Oh, well, that's different.
- I'll say it's different.

I can't marry him till
I've seen that kid of his.

They're from the other side
of the tracks

and I don't wanna get
run over crossing them.

- So, when do you meet the kid?
- She gets here tomorrow.

We'll be there to see there
ain't no clippin' from behind.

Oh, now, wait a minute, fellas.

Tomorrow's an awful
important day for me

and I appreciate
your interest and all that..

But, this is kind
of personal and..

Well, you know how it is.

Now, you know, we're on
your side, don't you, Hattie?

I sure do.

[bugle call]

- Hiya, sergeant.
- Hi, Hat.

Halt! Let's see your pass.

- That's okay.
- Look.

- You got it?
- Yeah.

Bring him back alive, Hattie.

Ho-ho!

Two whole weeks.
14 days to be with you.

- Oh, yeah.
- Yeah.

- Gee that's swell.
- Where's your bodyguard?

Oh, they won't be with us today.

For some reason, they're
beginnin' to trust you.

Oh, I thought they might
still be out chasin' spies.

I wouldn't be surprised.

They think everybody's
a spy but Roosevelt.

- You're terrific.
- Better be careful, sergeant.

Say that often enough
and I'm liable to believe you.

Wait till you see that little
bungalow I rented for us.

- Us?
- Oh.

I mean, my daughter Geraldine

and I, while she's here with me.

- Oh.
- We're going there now.

- You mind?
- Why? No. I'd love to see her.

Think of it.

Two weeks in a house again,
with that kid around, too.

You know, I haven't seen her
for a year and a half.

Hey! I wonder
if she'll remember me.

That's a long time
in a child's life, isn't it?

Well, I can't remember.

[indistinct chatter]

Pardon me.
United States Navy.

- Oh! A boat.
- Yeah.

[Gerry]
'Daddy.'

Gerry! Gerry, darling.

Yeah, I wished
I was meeting my kid.

When did that happen?

I'm just wishing, Red,
nothing tangible.

What, what is that
standing next to her?

Oh, that's the butler. He's been
in the family for years.

You must have a rugged family.

I don't like his face.

Hey! Spy.

- Gerry.
- Daddy.

Oh, daddy. I'm so glad
to be here with you.

Did you have a nice trip, angel?

[Gerry]
'I thought we'd never get here.'

'It's very far away
from St. Kitts, isn't it?'

[Dick]
'Yeah, quite a way.'

- If you don't mind.
- Oh, hello, Jerkins.

- How are ya?
- I have felt happier, sir.

- And you?
- Oh, very happy.

Splendid, I'll go look
after the luggage, sir.

Alright, meet us at
the Hotel Patio in half an hour.

Very good, sir.

That guy looks like a dud
that didn't go off.

Gerry, I want you
to meet three friends of mine.

- Rags, Red, and Rowdy.
- First to hangnail, Gerry.

- How do you do?
- Welcome to Panama, Gerry.

- Thank you so much.
- Hello, peaches.

Are you going steady with anyone?

[all laughing]

- Why, Dick Bulliard.
- Leila.

Of all people.
Hello, hello, hello.

- Hello.
- Hello.

Hello.

I can't believe it.

- In uniform too.
- That's right.

Ah. But you're in the wrong
branch of the service.

Must be a talent scout
for the navy.

Uh, this is my daughter, Leila.

You don't say.
Hello, hello, hello.

Oh, this dame's in a rut.

This is Ms. Tree, darling.

I saw you aboard ship.

I'm sorry, I wish I had known.

- What's cookin', Brenda?
- Hey, wait a minute.

- Do you know who she is?
- No.

She's the admiral's niece.

- Do you know who I am?
- No.

Thank goodness.

Well, this ought to make
her eyes pop, huh, Flo?

Yeah, if it doesn't blind her.

Gee.

Isn't this outfit
a three alarm fire?

Honey, you look
like Mrs. Flash Gordon.

You wanna wear some
of these bracelets?

Yeah, I'd love to. Mm, I
haven't got room enough for 'em.

Any suggestions?

Don't you think the earrings
are little too much?

Oh, don't be silly.
I only wish I had four ears.

Seems to me
there's somethin' missin'.

Here, won't be needin'
this until dinner.

Ah! Well, bring her on.
I'm ready.

I don't know
what this kid's been used to

but I'll bet it was never
anything like this.

Well, come on.
Let's get going.

Oh, no, Flo.
You go ahead and meet him.

I don't wanna stand
in the sun too long

or I'll look like
one of those wilted salads.

Oh, I see. You wanna make
an entrance, eh?

Well... you know,
it's my big moment.

You're terrific.

- Good luck, honey.
- Thanks.

Well, Gerry, this is the square,
the prettiest spot in town.

- How do you like it?
- Oh, it's beautiful.

I never saw a place that looks
so little like Philadelphia.

- How do you like it, Starky?
- Very exciting.

- Hello, sergeant.
- Hello, Flo.

Hattie'll be down in a minute.

Oh, thanks.
This is my daughter, Geraldine.

Gerry, this is Ms. Flo.

- How do you do?
- Pleased to meet ya.

Thank you.

And I'll be pleased
to meet you too.

- Thank you, miss.
- Daddy, look!

- Hiya, soldier.
- Hi, Hat.

Gerry, I want you
to meet the sweetest girl

in the Panama Canal zone,
Ms. Hattie Maloney.

Oh, and you're little Geraldine.

Gee, I didn't know
you'd be a little doll.

[laughing]

- What's the gag?
- I'm going to like you.

I like people who dress up funny.

Gerry!

Hey, wait a minute.

Now, don't get excited,
Hattie. She's just a little--

Yeah-yeah-yeah,
I know what she is.

Here I go and blow three weeks'
pay to make an impression

on her and what do I get?
The gall!

She didn't mean any harm.

Darling, you should
apologize to the lady.

I'm very sorry, Ms. Maloney.

I didn't mean
to hurt your feelings.

But I just couldn't believe
those were your serious clothes.

There she goes again.

- Madam?
- Yes.

Maybe if you would remove
that hat.

Listen, you're a butler,
ain't ya?

- Yes, madam.
- Now, just but!

Yes, relax, Jerkins.
Now, darling.

Tell the lady you're sorry
and don't put anything

on the end of it.

- Honestly, I'm very sorry.
- Get her outta here!

- Oh, now, wait a minute.
- You two should get together--

If we get together, it'll take
a crowbar to separate us.

Oh, don't be that way, Hattie.
She's just a child.

And when she sees something
funny, she just laughs.

Oh, so, now, you think
I look funny?

Oh, no, no! I..

Well, you can just get out
of here too!

Oh, Hattie, you know
I don't think you look funny.

Don't you, daddy? Um--

If you don't get
that piece of Philadelphia

scrapple out of here,
I'll dip her in the canal!

- But, Hattie, look--
- "But, Hattie" my eyes!

Get out of here, both of you.

Go to a taxi
and wait for me there.

Thank you, sir.

[Dick]
'Hattie?'

Wait a minute, Hattie.

You better talk fast, 'cause
I'm in the mood for murder.

- I'm awfully sorry, Hat.
- Somebody ought to be sorry.

Darling, Gerry's only an
infant. You mustn't be upset.

Well, she can't use me
for target practice.

You know, she didn't mean it.
And I'm gonna talk to her.

- You needn't bother.
- What does that mean?

Well, I'm just
a three-ring circus

as far as she's concerned.

- That's not true, Hattie.
- Sure it is.

She looked at me
like I was quarantined.

Well, you can tell her for me
she doesn't have to like me.

No one has to like me.

Well, I still think
you're terrific.

Look, the next time
if somebody calls me terrific

I'm gonna slug 'em.

- Even me?
- Even anybody.

And if she was my kid,
I'd teach her some etiquette!

[instrumental music]

♪ It was just
one of those things ♪

♪ Just one of those
crazy things ♪

♪ One of those bells
that now and then ring ♪

♪ Just one of those things ♪

♪ It was just
one of those nights ♪

♪ Just one of those
fabulous flights ♪

♪ A trip to the moon
on gossamer wings ♪

♪ Just one of those things ♪

♪ If we'd thought
a bit of the end of it ♪

♪ Before we started
painting the town ♪

♪ We'd have been aware ♪

♪ That our love affair ♪

♪ Was too hot ♪

♪ Not to cool down ♪

♪ So goodbye dear and amen ♪

♪ Here's hoping
we'll meet now and then ♪

♪ It was great fun ♪

♪ But it was just ♪

♪ One of those things ♪♪

[scatting]

[applause]

Gin and tonic, please.

- Stranger in town?
- Yes, and no.

- Here on business?
- I came to deliver a child.

- Doctor?
- Butler.

Why the umbrella?

It was raining when I left home.

- When was that?
- 1926.

[slot machine rattling]

Give me a depth bomb, Mac.

Hiya, Jerk... ins.

[instrumental music]

Hattie fell off the wagon, Mac.

Yeah, that worries me.

She hasn't had a drink
in over a year.

What's the occasion?

Love.

That wonderful thing, love.

I guess it's wonderful.

[slot machine rattling]

- You gonna play some more?
- No, I finished.

- Go ahead. Play another one.
- No, I finished.

- You sure?
- Definitely!

[machine bell dings]

[coins jangling]

Could you tell me
where I can find Ms. Maloney?

I understand she's very busy
this evening.

- Well, I have a message--
- Are you from London?

- I have a message--
- Are you from London?

Don't do that!

Hey, gimme some paper
for that, will ya?

- Sure.
- Are you from London?

- What?
- I said are you from London?

Yes.

I was in London once, tuh!

What?

I said "I was in London
once, tuh!"

Just say "Once".
That's all.

"Once, tuh!
That's all."

No. Just say once and do this..

Once.

Once, tuh!

Not my mouth, your mouth.

Now, just say once, and do this..

Once.

Then, stop.

Once.

I made it. Tuh!

I have a very important message
for Ms. Maloney.

Well, give it to me.
I'll see that she gets it.

I'm sorry,
but I must deliver it myself.

[sniffling]

[sobs]

[glass clinks]

I don't know what you drink
that stuff for.

No kick to it. I've been
in every bar in the world.

Without a doubt, that's
the weakest stuff I've ever had.

Think I'll go get a drink.

[thuds]

[Jerkins coughing]

Madam, don't do that!

You're either a sourpuss,
the butler, or his twin brother

and I don't like both of you.
Take him away.

This, I feel, is the beginning
of a very obnoxious friendship.

None of your fancy remarks
or you'll be wearin'

a cuspidor as a snoot.

Hattie, he's got
a message for you.

- From who?
- It's from Mr. Bulliard.

- I don't want it.
- Oh, I'm sorry, madam.

But, will you please
take it just this once? Tuh!

But I don't have to read it.

Oh. Yes, I almost forgot.

Ms. Geraldine wanted me to say

that she meant
to tell you this afternoon--

What?

It sounds a little silly
coming from me.

But she says you have the most
beautiful eyes she ever saw.

- Gerry said that?
- That is her opinion, madam.

[instrumental music]

Here, Ragsy, you read it.
I can't make out what it says.

Oh, I can't go around
reading other people's mail.

"Hattie, darling.

"I am coming over for you
in the morning.

'"Gerry is sorry
for the way she acted'

'"and wants to apologize.'

'Love always, Dick."'

And Gerry thinks
I got beautiful eyes. Hmph.

Ain't that somethin'?

[instrumental music]

Hey, wait a minute, fellas.
Take it easy, will ya?

Slow down. Nobody's gonna
take that away from ya.

You guys are eatin'
like there's no tomorrow.

I don't see how you can eat
after last night, anyway.

Oh.

Don't your hangover feel good?

Oh, yeah, yeah, fine.

My head feels like
I can scratch it out here.

Oh, wait a minute, brother.
Don't stir it up.

- Oh, Hattie.
- How are ya, Flo?

- Hi, Flo.
- Hello.

Gee, honey,
I was afraid I'd miss ya.

Hey, aren't you somethin'?
What's up?

Well, I want you
to do me a favor.

You're going out to Dick's
this morning, aren't ya?

- Yeah.
- Oh, could I go, too?

The minute I saw
that English muffin yesterday

the heart left the body.

[all]
Aww!

You mean you really fell for
that little kid's chambermaid?

- Honest, Hattie, I got it bad.
- Okay, babe.

But you'll have to excuse me,
my head's killin' me.

- I have to see a plumber.
- Thanks.

Come on, Sea Biscuit.

All my life I've wanted to know

how it seemed
to get a refined kiss.

You're gonna be
very disappointed.

Yeah, that's just like washin'
your hands with your gloves on.

I'm a new woman since I saw him.

I was in a rut.

♪ Then Cupid's dart ♪

♪ Came into my heart ♪

♪ And now just look
at me please ♪

♪ I'm fresh as a daisy
hard as a rock ♪

♪ Fit as a fiddle
proud as a cock ♪

♪ Bright as a button
sly as a fox ♪

♪ Shy as a violet
strong as an ox ♪

♪ Light as a feather
blind as a bat ♪

♪ Mad as a hatter
nervous as a cat ♪

♪ Sharp as a razor
smooth as a glove ♪

♪ That means mister ♪

♪ I'm in love! ♪

[clicks tongue]

♪ I was a sunken souffle ♪

♪ A shirt still looking
for starch ♪

♪ I was a ballroom
after the ball ♪

♪ I was a fallen arch ♪

♪ I was a frozen asset ♪

♪ A burlesque without a tease ♪

♪ Then suddenly
from over the sea ♪

♪ Came well just look
at me please ♪

♪ I'm fresh as a daisy
tough as a stake ♪

♪ Mean as a miser
low as a snake ♪

♪ Scared as a rabbit
small as a mite ♪

♪ Gay as a meadowlark
high as a kite ♪

♪ And wild ♪♪ As a tiger ♪

♪ And drunk ♪♪ As a fool ♪

♪ And sour ♪♪ As a lemon ♪

♪ And stubborn ♪♪ As a mule ♪

♪ And sweet ♪♪ As a cookie ♪

♪ And pure ♪♪ As a dove ♪

♪ I'm fresh as a daisy hard as
a rock fit as a fiddle ♪

♪ Proud as a cock bright as
a button sly as a fox ♪

♪ Shy as a violet strong as
an ox light as a feather ♪

♪ Blind as a bat mad as
a hatter nervous as a cat ♪

♪ Sharp as a razor smooth as a
glove and that means mister ♪

[all]
Phew.

♪ I'm in love love love love! ♪

How you ever fell
for that English droop

with the English drape
is beyond me.

Honestly, fellas,
I haven't been like this

since the time
I was in love with George.

Or was it Fred?

- Hiya, Hat.
- Oh, Dick.

- Look, Dick, I'm sorry about--
- Look, Hattie, I'm sorry--

- Thanks for the note.
- Oh, oh, the note. Yeah.

Uh, look, Hattie..

...what do you say we
just... skip yesterday?

Alright, we'll skip yesterday.

- Hiya, sailors.
- Hello, Flo. How are ya?

- Mr. Bulliard.
- Yes.

Oh, thank you.

Oh, a friend of mine
wants to meet you.

- Who is he?
- He's a she.

- Ah-ah, I'm slippin'.
- Come on, won't take a second.

- Excuse us.
- Yeah, sure.

- Hello, Leila.
- Hello, Dick.

- Hello.
- Good morning.

This is Ms. Maloney.
Ms. Tree and Mr..

- Kefler.
- Kefler, that's right.

- How'd you do?
- Delighted, madam.

- Miss up to now.
- So, you're Panama Hattie?

I was hoping to catch a glimpse
of you while I was here.

But I never dreamed
of meeting you in person.

Why? Is there a price on my head?

Well, now that I've seen you

I'll certainly never forget you.

- I didn't get your name, Ms.--
- Tree, darling.

[Hattie]
'Tree? Tree as in parks?'

No, my dear.
I'm a Philadelphia Tree.

Well, I must tell
Sea Biscuit about that.

I must say she's quite terrific.

- Terrific!
- Hattie!

- Dear, what's the matter?
- I'm allergic.

Did I say something?

No, no, dear.
You just skip it.

Yes, yes, by all means.

Let's skip it.

Eh, Dick, I wanted to invite you

aboard uncle's ship
tomorrow evening.

It's the ship's birthday party.

Oh, thank you, Leila.

Hattie and I
have a date tomorrow.

How about it, Hat?
Would you do me the honor?

Well, if it's okay with you,
it's okay with me.

What will I wear?

Oh, anything
but what you have on.

Okay, dearie.

But you're kinda kiddin'
with that hat, aren't ya?

We'll be seein' you, Ms. Tree.

What's the matter, Rags?

How do you like that female
tobacco auctioneer?

- You mean Flo?
- Yeah.

I got ayenfor her.

- And what happened.
- What?

Uh, she's all ready
to drop anchor for me.

That English sparrow
hove into sight.

Just like that, she's all
for givin' aid to Britain.

Yeah. Them dames are fickle.
I'm off 'em.

Yeah, I'm through with girls
for the rest of my life.

Me too.
I'm gonna to be a hermite.

[indistinct chatter]

Startin' tomorrow.

Okay, boys.
Let's check in.

Yeah. As the check ain't paid,
we'll check out.

[speaking in gibberish]

- Hey, they're not Swedes.
- No, but they're girls.

Say, do you speak English?

- Yes.
- But not to strangers.

[all laughing]

Did you ever hear
of the goodwill policy?

- Goodwill?
- No good will come from this.

[instrumental music]

♪ Franklin D signed a decree ♪

♪ Starting the good
neighbor policy ♪

♪ That means that we
have got to be pals ♪

♪ With all you
Central American gals ♪

♪ Do we rate Don't make us wait ♪

♪ You gals have
got to cooperate ♪

♪ So put all that high hat
stuff on the shelf ♪

♪ And love thy neighbor
as thyself ♪

♪ What do you say neighbor ♪

♪ Can't I be a good
neighbor to you ♪

♪ This is the way neighbor ♪

♪ We can show
what good neighbors can do ♪

♪ Come on let's get acquainted ♪

♪ As good neighbors
really should ♪

♪ Come on and give in
be happy to live in ♪

♪ This wonderful neighborhood ♪

[foot tapping]

[music continues]

♪ How's about you Patootie ♪

♪ Can't I be a good
neighbor to you ♪

♪ If you'll come through
Patootie ♪

♪ We can make
with some sociable ♪

♪ Woo woo woo! ♪

♪ Shake hands with
your Uncle Sammy ♪

♪ Let's be bosom pals ♪

♪ For good good ♪

♪ One and to other
we'll love one another ♪

♪ In this lovely neighborhood ♪

[foot tapping]

[music continues]

♪ What's it to be amiga ♪

♪ Will you be an amigato me ♪

♪ Don't you agree amiga ♪

♪ That muchos amigos we'll be ♪

♪ Please don't say hasta manana ♪

♪ Don't say adiosfor good ♪

♪ Just say si-si
and amigoswe'll be ♪

♪ In this wonderful
neighborhood ♪

[foot tapping]

[music continues]

♪ What do you say neighboo ♪

♪ We want to be
good neighbors with you ♪

♪ We say hokay neighboo ♪

♪ Here's a cheer for
the red white and blue ♪

♪ Yoo-hoo! ♪

♪ South of the Rio Grande ♪

♪ It is very much understood ♪

♪ No matter where we go
it's mucho amigo ♪

♪ In this lovely neighborhood ♪

♪ What do you say neighbor ♪

♪ Can I be a good
neighbor to you ♪

♪ This is the way neighbor ♪

♪ We can show what
good neighbors can do ♪

♪ Come on let's get acquainted ♪

♪ As good neighbors
really should! ♪

♪ Come on and give in
be happy to live in ♪

♪ This wonderful neighborhood ♪

♪ Come on and give in
be happy to live in ♪

♪ This wonderful neighborhood ♪♪

Oh, I like this good
neighbor policy.

[all]
Si, si!

Phew! Boy, what this fellow
Roosevelt won't think of next.

[all laughing]

Paper dolls? I thought only
prize fighters did that.

Hello, honey.

Good morning.
Is daddy back?

Yes. Why don't you
run and meet him?

I'll take over here.

Dick, I think I'm kinda nervous.

Why, Hattie?
You look great.

Yeah, but I wouldn't
wanna go through that same thing

that happened yesterday.

Oh, that was a mistake.

You were both kinda nervous,
and I'll tell you what I'll do.

I'll get Gerry,
and then I'll stay on

right here until you both
get straightened out.

Ah, no. I ought to be able
to handle it by myself.

After all, she's only this big.

Okay.

- Hello, daddy.
- Oh, hello, Gerry.

- Well, here's Ms. Maloney.
- Hello.

Hello, Gerry.

Well, um..

...would you like
to take a walk or somethin'?

Alright.

Look, honey,
when we met yesterday

I think we were a little bit
off the beam.

- Off the beam?
- Yeah. I mean..

We kinda got off on the wrong
foot, and I blew up.

You blew up?

Well, I mean, I lost my temper
and I'm awful sorry.

But you weren't
any geranium yourself.

You didn't have to laugh
at me, you know.

Well, I didn't know
that you didn't know

how funny you looked.

Well, uh, is there anything
the matter with me

that can't be fixed?

I don't think so.
You have a very pretty face.

Oh, well, now you're talkin'.

Um, you don't like this
dress either, huh?

Mm-mm.
But I could fix it.

- What are you gonna do?
- Fix your dress.

Uh, with those?

- Uh-huh.
- Oh, wait a minute.

It's only a question
of a snip here

and a snip there.

- Do you think it would help?
- Mm-hmm. Anything will help.

Well, okay, Gerry.
Give me the works.

Hey, wait a minute.

Think I feel a draft.

[instrumental music]

Now, don't you feel better?

I never felt so undressed
in a bathtub.

You look better.

- Like a lady?
- Like a beautiful lady.

Gee.

Ha-ha!

- Ms. Maloney?
- Yes.

When you look like you do now

couldn't you just walk plain?

What do you mean, walk plain?

Like this.

Without bouncing.

Well, sure I can walk like this.

- But I don't feel important.
- But you are important.

You'll be a lovely
lady in no time.

I will?

If you act like you do now,
and don't say those funny words.

Hey, wait a minute.
You're jammin' me up now.

'Cause I don't know
which ones are funny.

Daddy thinks you're wonderful.

Aw.

I wish somebody else did.

♪ What say ♪

♪ Let's be buddies ♪

♪ What say ♪

♪ Let's be pals ♪

♪ What say ♪

♪ Let's be buddies ♪

♪ And keep up ♪

♪ Each other's morales ♪

♪ I may ♪

♪ Never shout it ♪

♪ But many's the time I'm blue ♪

♪ What say ♪

♪ How's about it ♪

♪ Can't I be a buddy ♪

♪ To you ♪

[trumpet music]

♪ What say ♪

♪ Let's be buddies ♪

♪ What say ♪

♪ Let's be pals ♪

♪ Hmm ♪

♪ What say ♪

♪ Let's be partners ♪

♪ Part ♪

♪ Like water and fishes ♪

♪ Movies and dishes ♪

♪ We'd be delicious ♪

♪ I may never doubt
a word you say ♪

♪ But doggone it sometimes
I feels blue ♪

♪ So ho-ho-ho ♪

♪ Uh how's about
a little friendship ♪

♪ Hey babe what say babe? ♪

♪ Come on out and play babe ♪

♪ Can't I be a buddy to you ♪

By the way,
what's your draft number?

[instrumental music]

♪ What say ♪

♪ Let's be buddies ♪

♪ What say ♪

♪ Let's be pals ♪

♪ What say ♪

♪ Let's be buddies ♪

♪ And keep up each
other's morales ♪

♪ I may never shout it ♪

♪ But many's the time I'm blue ♪

♪ What say ♪

♪ How's about it ♪

♪ Can't I be ♪

♪ A buddy ♪

♪ To you ♪♪

[telephone rings]

Hello? Yes.

Ah, yes, Mr. Kefler.

This is Hans speaking.

Yes, sir.
Just a moment, sir.

Yes, Mr. Kefler.
I'll take your order, sir.

Now, this is for tonight.
Midnight.

You know the place.

If it's well served, Hans..

...you can be sure
of a generous tip.

Now, listen carefully.

Yes, sir.

Will that be all, sir?

Thank you, sir.

Bruno. Follow this order
to the letter.

- Yes, sir.
- You'll need a helper.

- I understand.
- Rags, I've made up my mind.

We gotta help Hattie.

This Tree dame's givin' her
a pushin' around.

An admiral's niece
or no admiral's niece

I'm going to see that she don't.

- How?
- Compromise her.

Who are you helpin',
Hattie or yourself?

Hey, waiter.
Come here.

I'm going to send her a note.

I can see why you're gonna get

a horrible discharge
from the Navy.

- You mean, honorable?
- I mean, horrible.

Hey, waiter.
Do you know Ms. Tree?

I've served Ms. Tree
several times.

Well, would you take this note
up to her room?

- Yes, sir.
- Alright, good.

This dame ain't gonna like this.

Ah, women wanna be
swept off of their feet.

Well, brother, this is one
time you're on your own.

And when I come to see you
on visitors' day

don't say I didn't warn you.

Now, wait a minute.

Hattie's been pretty swell to us.

- Hasn't she?
- The best.

Well, if I can keep this Tree
dame from two-timing her

I'm gonna do it.

Well, sir, I'll be seein' you.

- When?
- Oh, in about 20 years.

Okay.

- Ms. Tree?
- Yes.

- Who gave you this?
- A sailor, miss.

What?
Where is he?

- In the patio, ma'am.
- Show him to me.

Hiya, babe.

You, you? Was it you
who sent me this note?

Oh, stop talking like
a calliope and sit down.

Come on.
Put it on the wood.

- Sit down. Sit down.
- Well?

Well, in the first place,
maybe you don't know it

but everybody in town's
talking about you.

Talking about me?
Oh, what do you mean?

I mean, what can people say
about me? What have I done?

Hey, what you've done
is what you didn't done.

What didn't I done?
I mean, what haven't I done?

I'm glad you asked me that.

Not that I'm interested
in you personally

but you're a nice kid,
and I'd like to help you out.

'Cause I think
they've got you all wrong.

Well, I should say they have.

Now, the first thing you should
do, bein' the admiral's niece

you should be seen around a lot
with an ordinary sailor.

Would that be good?

Oh, honey, that'd be wonderful.

'Course, sailors
don't get much dough.

You may have to pick up
a check now and then

but it would be worth it.

But, but I don't
know any sailors.

Well, in that case,
I'll help you out.

You?

Couldn't I get
a better looking one?

Well, if you're gonna go
shoppin' around

I'll get out of the mood.

But I mean, how could I
possibly be seen with you?

Okay. Then we won't
let 'em see us.

Why? You..

- How'd you do, Red?
- Oh, swell.

Why, I swept her right
off her feet.

No kiddin'. I grabbed her, and
I hugged her, and I kissed her.

I can still feel
where she kissed me.

Little kid, she was going
to give me a battleship.

If I'd have kept on her,
I'd have had a whole Navy.

She's nothin', but I got
a date with her for tonight.

Oh, yeah?

How'd he do, Rowdy?

Come in.

[door opens]

Well, Ms. Tree. This is
an unforeseen pleasure.

What do you mean by putting
that sailor up to insulting me?

- A sailor?
- You know the one I mean.

Oh, don't go, Flo.

Oh, Hattie, I've got
a few bodies to bury

and I think there'll be
more room outside.

You're trying to belittle me

in the eyes of Dick Bulliard.

But it won't work, Ms. Maloney.

You've had it all your own way.

But I'm here now,
and we'll see whether or not

you get your hooks into him.

You know,
it's a funny thing, Ms. Tree.

But my mind
kinda wanders sometimes

and I'm sure I didn't hear
that last remark you made.

And I think this'd be a
wonderful time for you to leave.

Besides, I have to catch
up on some readin'.

- Oh, you read?
- Oh, yeah.

Yes, I can read.

And I'm reading a story now

about a poor girl and a rich boy.

The rich boy has everything
he wants in the world

except he never learned
how to be happy.

Well, it happens
that the poor girl

falls in love with the rich boy

and he suddenly realizes
she's the first person

who's ever been
on the level with him.

And in the end, she marries him?

Well, I can't tell yet.

But, it looks like they'll
live happily ever after.

Well, that's too bad

because the story
doesn't end that way.

Oh, it doesn't?
Why?

Because the rich boy suddenly
sees the light and realizes

that getting married
is not a ten-day furlough.

I don't believe he thinks that.

Then wait till you
get to the ending.

I don't believe it.

'Cause he held me in his arms
and told me that he loved me.

And I suppose
the music was playing.

What did you expect him to say?

Is he the first man
whoever held you

in his arms
and said he loved you?

[Leila]
'Or, do you, by any chance,
think you're the first woman?'

He once told a chorus girl
he loved her

and it cost his father $20,000.

He once told another woman he
loved her, he even married her.

Well, that was different.

Please, Ms. Tree, no tricks.

We're not talking about a weekend

in the country, you know.

Alright, no tricks.
You love him and he loves you.

But that's not quite enough.

Well, it's enough for me
to start on.

- But not enough to finish.
- I'd rather not talk about it.

Do you mind?

Very well. I can see you're
going to make me say it.

You can't marry Dick Bulliard
because your two

and his two won't add up to four.

You haven't got enough to go on.

Dick's lived his kind of life
too long to change

and it would fight you and choke
you and make him miserable.

You'd struggle against
his background

and you'd never be
able to lick it.

You'd be in his way, Ms. Maloney.

A man can get over anything,
but you mustn't be in his way.

Okay, Ms. Tree. You've dropped
your little bombshell

and now you can go.

But bring this up
in your social register.

They threw the book away on
the kinda love I have for him.

So you'll do me the favor of not
callin' it a one-night stand.

- I only--
- You can go now, Ms. Tree.

[instrumental music]

Hey, Rags. This isn't the note
I sent her. That waiter!

- Keep your eye on that waiter.
- Why?

I think we've run onto
something again.

- Spies?
- Shh.

Shh. Spies. Shh.

[knocking on door]

Come in.

- Oh, hiya, sailors.
- How are you, Hattie?

Hey, Hattie,
w-we heard that you--

Uh, well, Hattie.
Flo said you were going away.

She's only kiddin', ain't she?

No, she isn't.

Oh, Hattie, you can't
do that to us.

Yup. Hot or cold,
I'm leavin' tomorrow.

Oh, that's kinda crazy.

Who's gonna holler at us?

- Well, I don't know. But--
- Hey, Hattie.

Close the door.

- Look, we got a note here.
- A note?

- Shh!
- Shh!

S-P-I-Z.

[all]
Spies.

- What again?
- Yeah.

Tonight in the old haunted house.

We got the whole
thing figured out.

Yeah, first we sneak in
and catch 'em.

Single-handed.

And then we get the reward.

If you'll stay here..

We'll tell everybody
it was your idea.

Yeah, just like
the Secret Service.

And then we'll give you
half of the reward.

Is that a plan? Is that
dynamite or ain't it?

Yeah, it's great, fellas.

But I have to leave.

Oh, gee, Hattie,
without you the..

...navy's gonna
seem like the army.

Ain't there nothin' we can do?

Couldn't we kill somebody
or somethin'?

No, I have to leave.

The league's gettin'
too fast for me, boys.

Well, what's with that
gettin' married?

Ah, the trick
of the stenographers.

I couldn't go
for that little white house

with the little green blinds.
Unh-unh.

Brass bands, plenty of smoke,
and a room full of suckers.

That's my department.

Well, Hattie, we, uh..

- Yes, Hattie, you-you see--
- Oh, oh, look, Hattie.

- Maybe if--
- Oh, it's alright.

I know how ya feel, fellas,
and it's alright.

Come on.
Sit down, will ya?

I gotta do a number pretty soon

and I may not see you
before I go, so..

Fellas, the book says
a girl's lucky if she meets

one real right guy in her life.

Well, I met three.

And you're it.

Rowdy..

...you're just
silly and stupid..

...and beautiful.

And, Red..

...you're just a big baboon

that never got out
of the first grade

and I love you.

And, Ragsy..

...you're on a private war
all by yourself.

And don't you ever
stop believin' in Santa Claus

or I'll hate you.

[Rowdy sniffles]

[owl hoots]

Wait till we get in
that spy house.

I'll tear them spies apart.

You know, I come
from the bravest family..

- You ever saw.
- You did?

My grandfather used
to be an old sea pirate.

Oh, yeah? Well, my grandfather
came across the plains in '49.

He didn't even carry a gun.

He used to knock those
Indians off

with a buggy whip.

Ah, that's nothin'.

My grandfather
fought in the Civil War.

Once, he caught a cannonball
in his bare hands.

Caught a cannonball
in his bare hands?

Yup.

Armless Joe,
they used to call him.

- Phew.
- Ah!

[owl hooting]

Look, even the bats won't go in.

I was just thinking, may-maybe

we were a little too hasty
about this thing.

Yeah, I think I'll go back
and get my revolver.

- Where'd you leave it?
- Evanston, Illinois.

Well, hurry up back.

- Whoa, whoa..
- Wait a minute!

Come on.

[owl hooting]

[cat screeching]

What's the matter with you?

I washed my legs this morning.

I can't do a thing with 'em.

- Oh!
- Oh.

[cat mewling]

Oh, my God!

- Why don't you knock?
- Yeah, why don't you knock?

Go ahead and knock.

- Nobody home, I hope.
- I hope.

I hope.

Good, try the door knob.

- Shh.
- Shh.

[door creaking]

[owl hooting]

I wonder what it cost 'em a week

keep this place so dirty?

Hey. there's a light, Rags.
Go turn it on.

Well, nobody here.
Let's go.

Wait a minute!

How do you know
there's nobody here?

Somebody might even be
in that cupboard.

Go on, go find out.

Go on. Go on..

You're under arrest.
Come on out..

Oh!

Nobody came out.

How do you know nobody came out?

Did you see that picture,
"The Invisible Man?"

Yeah, there could be six guys
in this room right now.

And that's not counting us.

[gasps]
What am I doin'?

Go on. Open it up.

Alright, don't shove.
Don't shove.

See? I told you
there's nobody in there.

[door slams]

Hey!

Don't do that!

Go on. Go on.

Got a load of this layout.

I wonder what they do
with that stuff.

Well, they ain't makin' fudge.

Hey, I got it.
It's explosives.

[gasps]

That's all, brother.

Come here.

If we can get
evidence on these spies

we might even be
cited for bravery.

Just if that stuff goes off,
you'll be sighted

two miles over Iceland.

[glass clinking]

Hey, take it easy, we can get

five cents back on the bottle.

[laughs]

It's safe.

[all exclaim]

Will you stop fooli''
with that stuff?

You know I'm allergic
to dynamite.

Oh, I wish a sheriff would
walk in here right now

and give me just 20 seconds
to get out of town.

Twenty seconds? What do you
gotta do, pack a trunk?

And to think I could've been
mushin' with Gladys.

What's that?

- Whoa!
- Whoa!

That's a spy glass.

What are you
supposed to do with that?

Look at the canal, of course.

- Can you see the canal?
- No.

But I see some dame
neckin' a soldier

on the verandah
of the Marine Ho--

[gasps]

Here..

I'll take another look
at that soldier

and if we ever run into him

we can take
the candy away from him.

Boy, he sure is a homely palooka.

Wonder how she got
mixed up with that ape.

Uh-oh. Here they come.

Oh, here they come.
Who comes?

- The two spies.
- Whoa!

Hey, come here.

You can't go out there.
You'll run into 'em.

Look, I joined the navy
to see this world

not the next.

- What's that?
- It's a door knob or some..

- We better hide.
- Where are we gonna hide?

- In the, in the cupboard.
- In the cupboard.

Hey, Rags, go turn off the light.

Hey, let me in there.
Let me in there.

Go somewhere else,
there's no room in here.

I-I'll make room in there.
Let me in there.

[indistinct chattering]

[door creaking]

[creaking]

- Well, we don't want any--
- Grab him!

Get him.

[grunting]

I got him.

[Red]
'Give him the rabbit, Rags,
give him the rabbit.'

Hey. Hey!

Look, I'm on your side.

- Remember?
- He blew.

But you can bet your life
we're gonna hear from him.

Yeah, well,
I hope it's by letter.

[gunshot]

- The mail is in.
- Come on.

[Rags]
'Nah, we certainly made
short work of those guys.'

[gunshot]

- Hey, Rags, turn on that light.
- I guess we scared him away.

- 'Yeah, I guess so.'
- 'Yeah. I guess so.'

- Let's get outta here.
- Let's go.

Hey, wait a minute, fellas.

I've got a feeling
there's somebody in this room.

- Oh, we're here, ain't we?
- I mean somebody besides us.

Somebody, besides..

Don't do that!

There's somebody here.
I can feel it.

You know, I'm physic.

Come on, let's look around.

Ah! Oh! They got me.
They got me!

Oh, it's that thing on the wall.

[door creaking]

[gasps]

[alligators snarling]

[panting]

[alligator growling]

Hey, Rowdy, did you find him?

- Hey, Rags, where's Rowdy?
- He was here a minute ago.

Well, he couldn't get out.
The door's locked.

[knocking on door]

- What is that?
- Oh, must be termites.

[Rowdy]
'Help, help! Red, Rags.'

Help! Help!

Rags! Red!

- It's Rowdy.
- It's Rowdy!

- Hey, open..
- How do we get him out?

I'll go get a hatchet
and chop this wall down.

Hey, Rowdy,
how'd you get in there?

Hey-y-y.

[gunshot]

Rags.

What happened, Rags?

Speak to me, Rags.

Rags!

You're not Rags.
You're Rowdy.

[gunshot]

[door squeaking]

[Red]
'Rags.'

Red. Red..

Oh, it's Rags. Rags!

Speak to me, speak to me!

Oh. Get away. Get away.

'Don't you know
fish are not supposed'

to eat people on Friday?

Go. Hey! Let me in!

[Red]
'Let me in!'

- Who is it?
- That's Red.

- Help him in.
- Let me in. Let me in.

[gunshots]
Let me out! Let me out!

Did you see those big
things down there?

- Yeah.
- Them jag-a-lators.

They stuff those things.

Well, they ain't
gonna stuff 'em with me.

Let's get outta here.

[gunshot]

[whistles]

Wait till I get my hands
on that spy.

I had a swell phone number
written in that hat.

Now, look at it.

[gunshots]

Close those shutters.

I'm gettin' tired of ducking
these bullets around here.

I don't know why I ever
let you to talk me into

comin' to this place
in the first place.

I didn't talk you into it.
It was your idea.

I never had an idea in my life.

[gunshot]

[Red]
'I should've married
that girl in Frisco'

'when her father asked me to.'

[Rags]
'Yeah.'

[gunshots]

- 'Why?'
- 'I'd try to live.'

[Red]
'Hey did you hear somethin'?'

[Rags]
'Yeah, listen. Shh.'

[Red]
'What's the matter,
you got a slow leak?'

[Rags]
'I swear I heard something.'

[Red]
'Oh, peek out, peek out.
Maybe it's a spy.'

'Why don't you peek out?'

[Rags]
'Oh, who wants to see an old spy?'

[Red]
'Hey, maybe they're gonna
burn down the house.'

- 'Wouldn't that be funny?'
- 'Oh, yeah, fine.'

[Rags]
'And me without any marshmallows.'

[gunshot]

- Whoa.
- Oh.

This old rubbish..

That did it. Let's shove off.

Chop that door down.
Grab that axe!

[banging on door]

Hey, Rowdy, put that down.

What do you wanna do,
hurt somebody?

Now, stop clowning around
and help us chop this door down.

[banging on door]

- Hey.
- Hey, Rowdy! Come back here!

How do you like that guy
running out on us?

Yeah, how about that?

What'd you runaway for,
were you scared?

Who was that other guy?

I don't know. I thought
he was a friend of yours.

[gunshots]
Why, you..

[glass shattering]

[hissing]

Run!

[gunshots]

- What's the matter?
- Somebody shot my legs off.

Oh.

[gunshots]

[explosion]

Rags. Rags.

Do something.

Alright.

[instrumental music]

Mac?

I wanted to say goodbye
to you, Mac.

- I'm gonna miss you, Hattie.
- And I'm gonna miss you too.

What's this, Ms. Maloney?

- Going away?
- Yes, I am.

How 'bout one on the house
before you go, Hattie?

Okay, Mac.

- How are you, Hattie?
- Hi.

Say, where will you be
in New York?

Well, I don't know yet, Red.

New York?
What an exciting place.

Could I buy you a farewell
bottle of champagne?

Well, thanks, Mr. Kefler.

But, that's a little rich
for my blood.

Well, it ain't for mine.

You made a very sudden decision
to leave Panama, didn't you?

Yeah, I guess I did.

Well, young lady,
don't let it worry you.

There are great many men
left in the world

who will throw themselves
at your feet.

I'm not very interested in that.

No. Not right now, of course.

Your heart is broken.

And from my observation,
a woman on the rebound

is an easy target.

Well, brother, you'd have to be
an awful sharp shooter.

Pardon me for saying so,
but I think you are terrific.

- That's it.
- Oh, yes. You're trying to..

[indistinct chatter]

[gunshot]

[screaming]

There's time enough
to make the boat.

Taxi!

Taxi!

Taxi.

[clamoring]

Hey, wait a minute!
That ain't fair.

You're wearin' brass knuckles.

[clamoring continues]

Go on.

Go on.

Go on. Oh! Go on. Go on.

Hey, what say?
Let's be buddies, huh?

Okay. Oh, my!

Mr. Bulliard!

Mr. Bulliard!

Jerkins, where are you?

[Jerkins]
'I beg your pardon, sir'

'but I regret to inform you that'

'Ms. Maloney has left Panama'

'by boat for New York.'

- What?
- 'Yes, sir.'

- 'It's the truth, sir.'
- Why, that's crazy.

She le.. Jerkins, are you sure?

'It's the truth, sir.'

- What're we standing here for?
- Well, oh..

Yeah, what are we
standing here for?

You know, fellas, I don't mind..

You know, fellas, I don't mind
the beating we got.

You don't mind?

Well, speak for yourself, I do.

Hey, did you see me give that
big guy the one, three?

"One, three?"
What happened to two?

Two, I got.

I don't care how long
they keep us here in the jug.

The only thing I'm worried
about, Hattie got away.

Uh-oh! Here comes
the house detective.

Close that door,
there's a draft in here.

Okay, sailors, come on,
get outta here.

- Does that mean we are free?
- I'll say you are.

You know those three mugs
you were fightin' with?

- Yeah.
- Well, you did it again.

What do you mean,
we did it again?

- They're spies.
- No kiddin'!

- Spies! Come on. Let's go.
- Come on. Let's go!

Darn Venetian blinds!

[instrumental music]

[cheering]

Quiet! Quiet!
Quiet! Quiet!

Quiet! Quiet!

Folks, we wanna thank you
for showing up

at our coming out party,
we just got outta jail.

[laughing]

So dark in there, you couldn't
see where to scratch.

[laughing]

But this is more like it,
like a nightclub.

Of course, you know what
a nightclub is. Gimme a chair.

A nightclub is where high class
people sit around like this.

"What time's the floor show?"

[laughing]

Now, I want you to meet
the other two heroes.

Rags and Rowdy.

[crowd cheering]

This is Rags. Rags!

[crowd cheering]

Look at that intelligent face.

The morning they handed
out brains, he was caught

without a ration card.

[laughing]

They didn't know about the five
pounds I had hid away at home.

[laughing]

And this is Rowdy.

[crowd cheering]

You know, the night
he was born, two storks fought

to see who would bring him.

Sort of a grudge fight.

[laughing]

I know everybody's anxious
for the show to start.

So we'd like for you to meet,
in this corner

at a 103 and a half pounds

Smiling Flo.

[crowd cheering]

There's a face that was set
for seven but it didn't go off.

[laughing]

Looks like Leon Henderson's
freezing

everything nowadays, isn't it?
Sing.

[whistling]

[instrumental music]

♪ It was just a birthday party ♪

♪ Out to have some innocent fun ♪

♪ And when I wasn't lookin' ♪

♪ It slipped up on me ♪

♪ And now the damage is done ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ Did I get stinkin'
at the Club Savoy? ♪

♪ Did I get thinkin'
I was Myrna Loy? ♪

♪ Did I get mingle
with the hoi polloi? ♪

♪ Boy did I get stinkin'
at the Club Savoy? ♪

♪ Did I get clubby
with the guy with Jack? ♪

♪ He wound up givin' me
a piggyback ♪

♪ He had me swingin'
on the chandelier ♪

♪ Boy did I get tighter
than a mouse's ear ♪

♪ Edie was a lady ♪

♪ A lady is right ♪

♪ I thought I was a lady ♪

♪ Until last night but ♪

♪ Did I get stinkin' at
the Club Savoy? ♪

♪ Did I get sailin'
with a ship ahoy? ♪

♪ And going home
I met a sweet convoy ♪

♪ Boy did I get stinkin' at
the Club Savoy ♪

♪ Oh ho ♪

♪ Ho ho! ♪

♪ Ho ho ho ho ♪

♪ I really wasn't thinkin'
when I started into drinkin' ♪

♪ And I wound up getting
stinkin' at the Club Savoy ♪

♪ Ho ho! ♪

♪ Ho ho ho ho ♪

♪ Ho ho ho ho ho ho ♪

♪ You really would have died
when I started getting fried ♪

♪ And I wound up getting pied
at the Club Savoy ♪

♪ Started out with Scotches
then switched to rye ♪

♪ Then a little bitty
bitty zombie ♪

♪ My oh my oh my ♪

♪ Today my head is floatin'
in a fog ♪

♪ It really shouldn't happen
to a dog ♪

♪ Today my life
is not a thing of joy ♪

♪ Boy did I get stinkin' ♪

♪ Did I really get stinkin' ♪

♪ Did I really get stinkin'
at the Club Savoy ♪♪

[crowd applauding]

The mayor of Panama
has been using her voice

until the air raid sirens
get here.

[laughs]

Now, we'd like you to meet
four people who're as famous

for motion ocean
as the Panama Canal.

The three Berry brothers
and Ms. Lena Horne.

[crowd applauding]

[bongo music]

♪ Aaa-aaa-aaah ♪

[singing in foreign language]

[drum music]

♪ Aaa aaaa ♪

[singing in foreign language]

♪ Below the borderline
of old Harlem town ♪

♪ Down to one hundred and tenth ♪

♪ There's a dance that they do
of a true Spanish brew ♪

♪ A twirly-whirly dance
called the sping ♪

♪ From the West Indies it came ♪

♪ With its wild Spanish
strains to be mixed ♪

♪ With an indigo blue ♪

♪ Dance a rhythm
they call swing ♪

♪ Keep that same Spanish sting ♪

♪ It's the tricky icky dance ♪

♪ Called the sping ♪

♪ It's the sping ♪

♪ It's the sping ♪

♪ It's a dance that's sure
to make your body swing ♪

♪ It's not a foxtrot
nor a polka ♪

♪ Nor a tango carioca ♪

♪ Or Cubanin-ic Columbin-ic ♪

♪ Carribean-ic
Castellin-ic thing ♪

♪ It's the sping ♪

♪ Aye the sping ♪

♪ And once again
that happy chappy tingling ♪

♪ It's a rumba and a conga
to the rhythm of the bongo ♪

♪ Co-co-co coranga
it's the sping ♪

♪ Sing ♪

♪ Sing a sping ♪

♪ Dance dance the sping ♪

♪ If you squirm me like a worm ♪

♪ And you do a double turning ♪

♪ And you can't think
of a golly turning thing ♪

♪ Then it's the sping ♪

♪ It's the sping ♪

♪ Just try to get your mind off
of a certain thing ♪

♪ And when it gets you
then it's got you ♪

♪ When you really must go hot
so don't be mild ♪

♪ Let your hair down
and go wild ♪

♪ It's the sping it's the sping ♪

♪ It's the sping ♪

♪ Sping ♪

[instrumental music]

♪ In sunny Puerto Rico ♪

♪ We drink floats
of rum and Clicquot ♪

♪ While our favorite
house boy Chico ♪

♪ Shakes the rhythm
of the sping ♪

♪ I just come from Jamaica ♪

♪ Where they shake-a
shake-a shake-a ♪

♪ I'm going to ask the king
if he can make sping the thing ♪

♪ I met a lad from Trinidad ♪

♪ Oh man he really had it bad ♪

♪ Look here Jack
love ain't the thing ♪

♪ You've got to learn
to dance the sping ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ Let me take you down ♪

♪ Where they dance
the sping around ♪

♪ With those maidens
of mountain hue ♪

♪ Oh you mean down
the lover borderline ♪

♪ They don't kick
the gong around ♪

♪ It's the sping ♪

♪ Dance you see them do ♪

[music continues]

[music continues]

♪ Sing sing of sping ♪

♪ Dance dance the sping ♪

[music continues]

♪ Let your hand go out ♪

♪ It's the sping ♪
♪ Sping is the thing ♪

♪ Ooh ooh ♪♪ Sping is the thing ♪

♪ Ooh ooh ooh ♪♪ Sping is the thing ♪

♪ Ooh ooh ooh ♪♪ Sping is the thing ♪

♪ Ooh ♪♪ Sping ♪♪

[crowd applauding]

- 'Dick.'
- 'Hattie!'

Why, Dick, I haven't
seen you for ages.

And here's that adorable
little Gerry.

Hello. Hello. Hello.

Dame is still in a rut.

And Ms. Maloney.

Mrs. Bulliard to you.

- She's my mummy now.
- What?

Yes, Leila, we got married
an hour ago.

Oh.

There goes Tree.

[all]
Timber!

Hey, she's fainted.
Shall I bring her to?

No, not yet.

Ooh.

[spits]
Come on, do something.

If I do, I'd get my face smacked.

I do-do.

- How dare you?
- Oh, you broke my little head.

You broke my little head.

Oh, don't go, Ms. Tree.
I'm sorry.

You remember me saying you
should be seen the sailors?

Well, now's your chance.

I don't know
what you're talking about.

Oh, come, come, Ms. Tree.

The Navy needs volunteers,
more girls to join up

and help keep us sailors happy
when we're ashore.

Well, I'm willing to do my bit.

But what can I do
to make a sailor happy?

Well, you could..

Are you kiddin'?

[Red whistling]
Oh, brother, for a blackout.

- But what can I do?
- Oh, you could do a lot.

For instance, have you ever
thought of bundling

with blue jackets-I mean,
making bundles for blue jackets?

I think I'm beginning to see
what you do mean.

Oh, fine.

You know, Ms. Tree,
if a nice girl

like you was to marry
a big, strong

successful man like me

we could travel around,
see the world together.

That is, what's left of it.

Then after the war's over
on our honeymoon

we could go to China,
the Philippines

Australia, India..

I'll even show you
where Japan used to be.

[band music]

♪ We're off to fight the hide
right off the heinie ♪

♪ We're off to snap the Jap
right off the map ♪

♪ We'll knock him on his axis
right from here to Alabam' ♪

♪ Oh the son of a gun
who picks on Uncle Sam ♪

♪ We don't care
if it's Tripoli or Sumatra ♪

♪ We don't care
if it's Tokyo or Siam ♪

♪ We'll sock the sukiyaki
out of any diaphragm ♪

♪ Oh the son of a gun
who picks on Uncle Sam ♪

♪ Tell the Danes and Dutch
and French and such ♪

♪ They are not forgotten men ♪

♪ Tell the cock-eyed world
our flag's unfurled ♪

♪ The planes are hummin'
the tanks are comin' ♪

♪ The Yanks are in again ♪

♪ We've got a wood kimono
for the Mikado ♪

♪ We've got the mausoleum
for Mussolin ♪

♪ We'll pickle Shicklegruber
for the coroner's exam ♪

♪ For we're out to
carve our monogram ♪

♪ On the son of a gun ♪

♪ Who picks on Uncle Sam ♪♪

[instrumental music]