I Love Lucy (1951–1957): Season 2, Episode 25 - Lucy's Last Birthday - full transcript
Lucy is depressed when she thinks everyone forgot her birthday and wanders off while her surprise party waits at the club.
Oh, good morning, Mrs. Trumbull.
Morning.
Well!
♪ Happy birthday to you ♪
♪ Happy birthday to you ♪
♪ Happy birthday, Mrs. Ricardo ♪
♪ Happy birthday to you. ♪
Well, thank you very
much, Mrs. Trumbull,
but today isn't my birthday.
It isn't?
No.
But I wrote the date down
when the Mertzes gave you
that birthday party last year.
Can't understand
how I could have
made such a mistake.
When is your birthday?
Never.
What?
I had my last birthday
a year ago today.
Oh.
So you've reached that point.
Mm-hmm.
I know how you feel.
I stopped having birthdays
when I was your age.
At least I think I was your age.
How old are you?
How old were you
when you stopped?
Well, my last
birthday was my 29th.
You were just my age.
That's what I figured.
I was 34 at the time.
Well, if it isn't your birthday,
I'll take back my song.
Well, thank you very much.
It was a very nice song,
but I just don't want anything
to remind me it's my birthday.
Gee, I wonder how I can
keep Ricky from remembering.
Just don't tell him.
Mrs. Trumbull,
I'll have you know
that Ricky never
forgets my birthday.
Why, this is the most
important day of the year to him.
Well, that's nice.
Really.
Lucy!
Yes, dear?
Have I got any
clean handkerchiefs?
Uh, in the top drawer.
You just watch what
a big fuss he makes.
Oh, hello, Mrs. Trumbull.
Good morning, Mr. Ricardo.
Honey, I'm in a hurry,
so I'll eat breakfast on
the way down to the club.
Good-bye.
Bye.
Bye. Good-bye.
What are you looking for, dear?
Well, I got something for you.
You have?
Yeah.
Oh, here it is.
I broke the crystal to my watch.
Will you take it to the
jewelers for me, please?
Oh, sure, sure.
Thanks.
Well, he's probably going to
buy my present downtown today
and he'll bring it home with him
when he comes
home to dinner tonight.
Yes.
Honey? Oh, yes, dear?
I almost forgot
what day this is.
You did?
I got an extra
rehearsal at the club,
so I won't be able to
be home for dinner.
Now, don't feel too
bad, Mrs. Ricardo.
Remember, you wanted him
to forget your birthday.
Sure I wanted him
to forget my birthday,
but he forgot my birthday!
Hi, Rick, come on in.
No, Fred, I'm in a hurry.
Look, I just wanted to check.
Did you order the cake?
We certainly did.
It's got pink roses
and a great big heart
with "Happy Birthday,
Lucy" written right on top of it.
Oh, gee, that's just wonderful.
Oh, you should have
seen her just now.
She was just about to cry
because she thinks
that I've forgotten
her birthday.
Well, we'll make
up for it tonight
and everybody said
they could come.
Let me see,
there's the Orsattis,
the Sedgwicks,
the Morgans and the Van Blacks.
Wonderful, wonderful.
I got a big ringside
table at the club
I'm getting all
fixed up real pretty.
And I wrote a special
song just for Lucy.
A song? Yeah.
No kidding? Yeah.
Oh, great.
Now, look, look,
will you tell Ethel
to keep it quiet?
You mean old blabbermouth?
Yeah.
Don't worry, she
won't say a word.
Okay. I'll see you later, Fred.
Thanks a lot.
So long, Rick. Bye.
Oh, my dear, you mustn't brood
because your
husband acted that way.
I'm not brooding.
I'm really glad that
Ricky forgot my birthday.
It's just that it makes him
look so bad in comparison
to all my other friends
who think enough
of me to remember,
like you and Ethel
Mertz and all the rest.
Mrs. Trumbull...
would you stay
here with Little Ricky
while I go downstairs
for a while?
Why, certainly I will.
You know I...
I guess I am feeling
a little low about Ricky
and all the fuss that Ethel
will make over my birthday
will kind of cheer
me up a little,
to say nothing of
the nice present
she has undoubtedly bought me.
All right, I'll stay
with the baby
just as long as you want.
Thank you.
Now, don't rush.
No, I won't, thanks.
Oh. Oh, Ethel.
Hi, Lucy.
Hi.
I was just coming
down to see you.
You were?
Uh-huh.
Why?
Oh, I just wanted to say hello.
Oh.
Hello.
Hello.
What did you want
to see me about?
I brought up your mail.
Oh, is that all?
Yeah, there wasn't much
for anybody today.
I mean, there wasn't
anything else on your mind?
Nope.
No?
Well, let's see
what's in the mail.
Oh... oh, this looks
like a card of some kind.
You know, a happy-
something-or-other card.
Isn't this exciting?
What's the matter?
Wasn't it exciting?
Not unless you want to go to
the opening of Joe's Delicatessen.
Oh.
Well, guess I'd better
be running along.
Oh, no.
No, sit down.
Let's chat.
Okay.
What's new?
Oh, nothing.
Nothing.
What's new with you?
Nothing.
Not a thing.
You know, I have
a strange feeling
that today is some
special day or something.
You know, like I'd
forgotten something.
Oh, I've had that feeling.
Isn't it annoying?
Yeah.
What could it be?
Well, it must be
something important.
Gee, I can't imagine
what it could be, Lucy.
Oh!
What?
I got a date at the beauty
parlor in 20 minutes.
I got to get my hair
fixed up for tonight.
Tonight?
Um... yes, Fred and
I are going to go out
with the head of
his lodge to dinner.
Oh, that's nice.
Well, so long, Lucy.
Good-bye.
Oh, didn't Mrs. Mertz
remember your birthday either?
She sure didn't.
In fact, she made Ricky's
"didn't" look like a "did."
Here, now,
you just have a good, good cry.
Well, crying won't do any good.
It won't change things any.
Oh, fine, now I got the hiccups.
Try holding your breath;
that ought to stop them.
No. That never does any good.
I always get the
hiccups when I cry.
Ever since I was a little girl.
Well, hold your breath for
20 seconds, that'll stop it.
It never does any good.
Oh, yes, it will.
Come on, I'll prove it
to you now. Let's try.
All right.
Now, when I say "go,"
you take a deep, long breath.
All right.
Go.
Not yet.
Not yet.
20 seconds is a long time.
People don't
realize how long it is.
Well, this watch
isn't even going.
Oh!
Well, anyway,
it made you forget
your troubles.
It did not.
You know what I'm going to do?
What?
I'm going to give
myself a birthday party.
Now, that's a good idea.
Will you come?
I certainly will.
It's going to be
a gay party, too...
Everybody all
dressed up, formal.
Fine.
I'm going to ask all
my good friends...
The Orsattis, the Sedgwicks
and the Morgans
and the Van Blacks.
I'll get my dress
out of the trunk.
It's been there so long,
it's back in style again.
Oh, good.
♪ Say, have you ever met a
girl who's the toast of the town? ♪
♪ A work of art
without a question ♪
♪ You better write
her number down. ♪
Okay, boys, that's all right.
Be sure you watch those
last brass figures there.
Bite 'em off real good, eh?
Now, let's have everything
just right tonight, fellas.
It's Lucy's birthday
and I got a surprise
party for her.
I want everything to be perfect.
Hey, Rick!
Oh, hi, Fred.
Everything's all set.
Did you get the cake?
Yeah... all right, bring it in.
Did you ever see a
cake like that in your life?
Oh, isn't that the most
beautiful thing you've ever seen?
Isn't that a beauty?
Look at the candles.
Oh, and that frosting.
"Happy birthday, Lucy."
Oh, she's going
to get a big... mmm.
She's going to get
a big kick out of that.
Look at those colors, yeah.
Isn't that beautiful?
Oh, Mrs. Trumbull.
Well, I'm early, I see.
Oh, dear, I forgot to call you.
I couldn't get anyone
to come to my
party, Mrs. Trumbull.
What do you mean you couldn't
get anyone to come? I'm here.
Well... Little Ricky's here.
Why, we can have
a wonderful party
just the three of us.
You can't have a real party
without paper hats.
There's one for you
and... one for me...
and one for Little Ricky.
Oh, he looks so cute.
Well, um... now, let's
throw some of this around,
give it a gay atmosphere.
Whee!
Whee!
Whee!
Whee.
Oh... oh...
Isn't this fun?
Yeah, I guess so.
Uh... I sure appreciate
everything you've
done, Mrs. Trumbull.
The cake and
all, it's very nice.
It's just that I guess
I'm not much in a party mood.
Mrs. Trumbull, would you stay
with Little Ricky again?
I'd like to take a walk.
All right, dear,
you go right ahead.
Thank you.
Don't you worry.
I'll take care of
Little Ricky, all right.
Okay, thank you.
And hurry back so
we can cut the cake.
Yeah.
Tropicana.
I'd like to speak to
Mr. Ricardo, please.
Mr. Ricardo? Yes,
he's around somewhere.
Just a moment.
Oh, Ricky.
Yeah?
On the phone, please.
Okay.
Thank you.
Hello.
You ought to be
ashamed of yourself.
What?
You... y-y-you man, you!
Who is this?
It's Mrs. Trumbull.
Mrs. Trumbull!
Thanks to you, your poor
little wife is crying her eyes out,
and even now, she's walking
the streets brokenhearted.
What are you talking about?
Today happened to
be your wife's birthday.
Oh, I know that, I know it.
I got a wonderful surprise
party all fixed up for her.
You have?
Why, sure.
I was just about to call
the apartment and ask her
to bring me down some music
that I left on top of the piano.
Now, what are you talking
about her walking the streets?
Well, I guess I exaggerated,
but... oh, she was so upset.
She went out for a walk.
Oh, gee, I didn't
want that to happen.
Well, look, Mrs. Trumbull,
as soon as she comes back,
tell her that I called
and that I want her to
bring me some music
that I left on top of the
piano right down to the club.
All right, Mr. Ricardo.
And don't you worry,
I'll stay with the baby.
Oh, thank you, Mrs. Trumbull.
You're a real doll.
Muchas gracias.
Adios, amigo.
Friends, I think
we have found here
a poor, lonely soul
who needs our help.
Oh, you mean me?
Indeed we do, my dear.
We who know what it is to be
lonely, cast off and forgotten,
bring you friendship.
Oh, well, thanks just
the same, but I'm all right.
Well, open up your heart
and let our friendship in.
We know what it is to have
to spend the night
on a park bench.
Oh, you've got me all wrong.
I'm all right, I got
plenty of money.
We're sure of that.
No, really, I'm loaded.
We're sure of that, too.
Oh! Oh, no, you
don't understand.
You see, I always get
the hiccups when I cry,
and, well, I...
I've been crying.
I don't know why I
should tell you, but...
well, today was my birthday
and nobody even...
Oh, it's her birthday.
♪ Happy birthday to you ♪
♪ Happy birthday to you ♪
♪ Happy birthday, dear... ♪
Lucy.
♪ Lucy ♪
♪ Happy birthday to you. ♪
Oh, thank you very much.
That's very nice. Thanks.
You don't have
any friends, do you?
No, I don't.
Well, you have friends now.
Come with us, my dear.
Oh, no, I couldn't.
Oh, you still don't
trust us, do you?
Well, it isn't that
I don't trust...
Is there anyone here among us
who would like to
tell of his experience
with The Friends
of the Friendless?
I would like to do that, sir.
I would like to tell you
of something that happened to me
and the lesson I learned
and the meaning
of true friendship.
I didn't have a
friend in the world.
I was just a bit of flotsam
in the sea of life,
a pitiful outcast
shunned by my fellow man.
I was a mess.
And then one day
they came along...
These good people...
Unasked,
The Friends of the Friendless.
And they put their
arm around my waist
and they said, "We
will be your friend
"because you are friendless
"and we are The
Friends of the Friendless.
"And if you accept
our friendship,
"you will never
again be friendless,
"for we are The
Friends of the Friendless
and you will have friends."
To this day, I have
never been friendless.
I have friends...
friends in the time of joy...
friends in the time of sorrow...
real friends...
true friends...
friends.
Friends.
Friends.
My friends.
You will come with us?
No.
No, I want you to go with me.
There's someone I
want to give a lesson to
in the true meaning
of friendship.
Of course.
Thank you, thank you, thank you.
Thank you, ladies and gentlemen.
Thank you. You're a
wonderful audience.
Those were Pugh and Carroll...
The two greatest
contortionists in America today.
And now, we'd
like to introduce...
♪ We are friends
of the friendless ♪
♪ Yes, we are, yes, we are. ♪
♪ We are friends
of the friendless ♪
♪ Be they near, be they far. ♪
♪ We uplift the
poor downtrodden ♪
♪ And we sober up the sodden ♪
♪ We are friends
of the friendless ♪
♪ Yes, we are, yes, we are. ♪
I want to tell you all
something that happened to me,
the lesson I learned tonight
and the true
meaning of friendship.
These people are my friends,
The Friends of the Friendless.
And I was friendless.
I was just a bit of
flotsam in the sea,
a pitiful outcast shunned
by my fellow man.
I was a mess.
The people I thought
were my friends forsook me.
Even my own husband
proved he was just a husband
and not a friend.
Today was my birthday,
and do you think
anybody remembered?
Nobody remembered.
Nobody did a thing about it.
Nobody even as
much... not a sing...
Happy birthday!
Ethel!
Happy birthday, sweetheart.
Happy birthday?
Happy birthday for me?
Yeah, honey, we didn't
forget your birthday.
We had this thing
planned for weeks.
We just couldn't
get a hold of you...
You had run out of the house.
Nobody could find you.
Oh, no!
Oh, honey.
And I got a wonderful
present for you.
You want to hear it?
Hear it?
Yeah.
♪ I love Lucy and she loves me ♪
♪ We're as happy as two can be ♪
♪ Sometimes we
quarrel, but then ♪
♪ How we love making up again. ♪
♪ Lucy kisses like no one can ♪
♪ She's my missus
and I'm her man ♪
♪ And life is heaven, you see ♪
♪ 'Cause I love Lucy ♪
♪ Yes, I love Lucy ♪
♪ And Lucy loves me. ♪
Everybody sing!
♪ I love Lucy and she loves me ♪
♪ We're as happy as two can be ♪
♪ Sometimes we
quarrel, but then ♪
♪ How we love making up again. ♪
♪ Lucy kisses like no one can ♪
♪ She's my missus
and I'm her man ♪
♪ And life is heaven, you see ♪
♪ 'Cause I love Lucy ♪
♪ Yeah, I love Lucy ♪
♪ And Lucy loves me. ♪
Mrs. Trumbull was played
by Elizabeth Patterson;
the man in the park
was Ransom Sherman;
the leader of the band
was Byron Foulger;
and the headwaiter
was William Hamel.
I Love Lucy is a
Desilu production.
Lucille Ball and Desi Arnaz
will be back next
week at this same time.
This is the CBS
television network.
Morning.
Well!
♪ Happy birthday to you ♪
♪ Happy birthday to you ♪
♪ Happy birthday, Mrs. Ricardo ♪
♪ Happy birthday to you. ♪
Well, thank you very
much, Mrs. Trumbull,
but today isn't my birthday.
It isn't?
No.
But I wrote the date down
when the Mertzes gave you
that birthday party last year.
Can't understand
how I could have
made such a mistake.
When is your birthday?
Never.
What?
I had my last birthday
a year ago today.
Oh.
So you've reached that point.
Mm-hmm.
I know how you feel.
I stopped having birthdays
when I was your age.
At least I think I was your age.
How old are you?
How old were you
when you stopped?
Well, my last
birthday was my 29th.
You were just my age.
That's what I figured.
I was 34 at the time.
Well, if it isn't your birthday,
I'll take back my song.
Well, thank you very much.
It was a very nice song,
but I just don't want anything
to remind me it's my birthday.
Gee, I wonder how I can
keep Ricky from remembering.
Just don't tell him.
Mrs. Trumbull,
I'll have you know
that Ricky never
forgets my birthday.
Why, this is the most
important day of the year to him.
Well, that's nice.
Really.
Lucy!
Yes, dear?
Have I got any
clean handkerchiefs?
Uh, in the top drawer.
You just watch what
a big fuss he makes.
Oh, hello, Mrs. Trumbull.
Good morning, Mr. Ricardo.
Honey, I'm in a hurry,
so I'll eat breakfast on
the way down to the club.
Good-bye.
Bye.
Bye. Good-bye.
What are you looking for, dear?
Well, I got something for you.
You have?
Yeah.
Oh, here it is.
I broke the crystal to my watch.
Will you take it to the
jewelers for me, please?
Oh, sure, sure.
Thanks.
Well, he's probably going to
buy my present downtown today
and he'll bring it home with him
when he comes
home to dinner tonight.
Yes.
Honey? Oh, yes, dear?
I almost forgot
what day this is.
You did?
I got an extra
rehearsal at the club,
so I won't be able to
be home for dinner.
Now, don't feel too
bad, Mrs. Ricardo.
Remember, you wanted him
to forget your birthday.
Sure I wanted him
to forget my birthday,
but he forgot my birthday!
Hi, Rick, come on in.
No, Fred, I'm in a hurry.
Look, I just wanted to check.
Did you order the cake?
We certainly did.
It's got pink roses
and a great big heart
with "Happy Birthday,
Lucy" written right on top of it.
Oh, gee, that's just wonderful.
Oh, you should have
seen her just now.
She was just about to cry
because she thinks
that I've forgotten
her birthday.
Well, we'll make
up for it tonight
and everybody said
they could come.
Let me see,
there's the Orsattis,
the Sedgwicks,
the Morgans and the Van Blacks.
Wonderful, wonderful.
I got a big ringside
table at the club
I'm getting all
fixed up real pretty.
And I wrote a special
song just for Lucy.
A song? Yeah.
No kidding? Yeah.
Oh, great.
Now, look, look,
will you tell Ethel
to keep it quiet?
You mean old blabbermouth?
Yeah.
Don't worry, she
won't say a word.
Okay. I'll see you later, Fred.
Thanks a lot.
So long, Rick. Bye.
Oh, my dear, you mustn't brood
because your
husband acted that way.
I'm not brooding.
I'm really glad that
Ricky forgot my birthday.
It's just that it makes him
look so bad in comparison
to all my other friends
who think enough
of me to remember,
like you and Ethel
Mertz and all the rest.
Mrs. Trumbull...
would you stay
here with Little Ricky
while I go downstairs
for a while?
Why, certainly I will.
You know I...
I guess I am feeling
a little low about Ricky
and all the fuss that Ethel
will make over my birthday
will kind of cheer
me up a little,
to say nothing of
the nice present
she has undoubtedly bought me.
All right, I'll stay
with the baby
just as long as you want.
Thank you.
Now, don't rush.
No, I won't, thanks.
Oh. Oh, Ethel.
Hi, Lucy.
Hi.
I was just coming
down to see you.
You were?
Uh-huh.
Why?
Oh, I just wanted to say hello.
Oh.
Hello.
Hello.
What did you want
to see me about?
I brought up your mail.
Oh, is that all?
Yeah, there wasn't much
for anybody today.
I mean, there wasn't
anything else on your mind?
Nope.
No?
Well, let's see
what's in the mail.
Oh... oh, this looks
like a card of some kind.
You know, a happy-
something-or-other card.
Isn't this exciting?
What's the matter?
Wasn't it exciting?
Not unless you want to go to
the opening of Joe's Delicatessen.
Oh.
Well, guess I'd better
be running along.
Oh, no.
No, sit down.
Let's chat.
Okay.
What's new?
Oh, nothing.
Nothing.
What's new with you?
Nothing.
Not a thing.
You know, I have
a strange feeling
that today is some
special day or something.
You know, like I'd
forgotten something.
Oh, I've had that feeling.
Isn't it annoying?
Yeah.
What could it be?
Well, it must be
something important.
Gee, I can't imagine
what it could be, Lucy.
Oh!
What?
I got a date at the beauty
parlor in 20 minutes.
I got to get my hair
fixed up for tonight.
Tonight?
Um... yes, Fred and
I are going to go out
with the head of
his lodge to dinner.
Oh, that's nice.
Well, so long, Lucy.
Good-bye.
Oh, didn't Mrs. Mertz
remember your birthday either?
She sure didn't.
In fact, she made Ricky's
"didn't" look like a "did."
Here, now,
you just have a good, good cry.
Well, crying won't do any good.
It won't change things any.
Oh, fine, now I got the hiccups.
Try holding your breath;
that ought to stop them.
No. That never does any good.
I always get the
hiccups when I cry.
Ever since I was a little girl.
Well, hold your breath for
20 seconds, that'll stop it.
It never does any good.
Oh, yes, it will.
Come on, I'll prove it
to you now. Let's try.
All right.
Now, when I say "go,"
you take a deep, long breath.
All right.
Go.
Not yet.
Not yet.
20 seconds is a long time.
People don't
realize how long it is.
Well, this watch
isn't even going.
Oh!
Well, anyway,
it made you forget
your troubles.
It did not.
You know what I'm going to do?
What?
I'm going to give
myself a birthday party.
Now, that's a good idea.
Will you come?
I certainly will.
It's going to be
a gay party, too...
Everybody all
dressed up, formal.
Fine.
I'm going to ask all
my good friends...
The Orsattis, the Sedgwicks
and the Morgans
and the Van Blacks.
I'll get my dress
out of the trunk.
It's been there so long,
it's back in style again.
Oh, good.
♪ Say, have you ever met a
girl who's the toast of the town? ♪
♪ A work of art
without a question ♪
♪ You better write
her number down. ♪
Okay, boys, that's all right.
Be sure you watch those
last brass figures there.
Bite 'em off real good, eh?
Now, let's have everything
just right tonight, fellas.
It's Lucy's birthday
and I got a surprise
party for her.
I want everything to be perfect.
Hey, Rick!
Oh, hi, Fred.
Everything's all set.
Did you get the cake?
Yeah... all right, bring it in.
Did you ever see a
cake like that in your life?
Oh, isn't that the most
beautiful thing you've ever seen?
Isn't that a beauty?
Look at the candles.
Oh, and that frosting.
"Happy birthday, Lucy."
Oh, she's going
to get a big... mmm.
She's going to get
a big kick out of that.
Look at those colors, yeah.
Isn't that beautiful?
Oh, Mrs. Trumbull.
Well, I'm early, I see.
Oh, dear, I forgot to call you.
I couldn't get anyone
to come to my
party, Mrs. Trumbull.
What do you mean you couldn't
get anyone to come? I'm here.
Well... Little Ricky's here.
Why, we can have
a wonderful party
just the three of us.
You can't have a real party
without paper hats.
There's one for you
and... one for me...
and one for Little Ricky.
Oh, he looks so cute.
Well, um... now, let's
throw some of this around,
give it a gay atmosphere.
Whee!
Whee!
Whee!
Whee.
Oh... oh...
Isn't this fun?
Yeah, I guess so.
Uh... I sure appreciate
everything you've
done, Mrs. Trumbull.
The cake and
all, it's very nice.
It's just that I guess
I'm not much in a party mood.
Mrs. Trumbull, would you stay
with Little Ricky again?
I'd like to take a walk.
All right, dear,
you go right ahead.
Thank you.
Don't you worry.
I'll take care of
Little Ricky, all right.
Okay, thank you.
And hurry back so
we can cut the cake.
Yeah.
Tropicana.
I'd like to speak to
Mr. Ricardo, please.
Mr. Ricardo? Yes,
he's around somewhere.
Just a moment.
Oh, Ricky.
Yeah?
On the phone, please.
Okay.
Thank you.
Hello.
You ought to be
ashamed of yourself.
What?
You... y-y-you man, you!
Who is this?
It's Mrs. Trumbull.
Mrs. Trumbull!
Thanks to you, your poor
little wife is crying her eyes out,
and even now, she's walking
the streets brokenhearted.
What are you talking about?
Today happened to
be your wife's birthday.
Oh, I know that, I know it.
I got a wonderful surprise
party all fixed up for her.
You have?
Why, sure.
I was just about to call
the apartment and ask her
to bring me down some music
that I left on top of the piano.
Now, what are you talking
about her walking the streets?
Well, I guess I exaggerated,
but... oh, she was so upset.
She went out for a walk.
Oh, gee, I didn't
want that to happen.
Well, look, Mrs. Trumbull,
as soon as she comes back,
tell her that I called
and that I want her to
bring me some music
that I left on top of the
piano right down to the club.
All right, Mr. Ricardo.
And don't you worry,
I'll stay with the baby.
Oh, thank you, Mrs. Trumbull.
You're a real doll.
Muchas gracias.
Adios, amigo.
Friends, I think
we have found here
a poor, lonely soul
who needs our help.
Oh, you mean me?
Indeed we do, my dear.
We who know what it is to be
lonely, cast off and forgotten,
bring you friendship.
Oh, well, thanks just
the same, but I'm all right.
Well, open up your heart
and let our friendship in.
We know what it is to have
to spend the night
on a park bench.
Oh, you've got me all wrong.
I'm all right, I got
plenty of money.
We're sure of that.
No, really, I'm loaded.
We're sure of that, too.
Oh! Oh, no, you
don't understand.
You see, I always get
the hiccups when I cry,
and, well, I...
I've been crying.
I don't know why I
should tell you, but...
well, today was my birthday
and nobody even...
Oh, it's her birthday.
♪ Happy birthday to you ♪
♪ Happy birthday to you ♪
♪ Happy birthday, dear... ♪
Lucy.
♪ Lucy ♪
♪ Happy birthday to you. ♪
Oh, thank you very much.
That's very nice. Thanks.
You don't have
any friends, do you?
No, I don't.
Well, you have friends now.
Come with us, my dear.
Oh, no, I couldn't.
Oh, you still don't
trust us, do you?
Well, it isn't that
I don't trust...
Is there anyone here among us
who would like to
tell of his experience
with The Friends
of the Friendless?
I would like to do that, sir.
I would like to tell you
of something that happened to me
and the lesson I learned
and the meaning
of true friendship.
I didn't have a
friend in the world.
I was just a bit of flotsam
in the sea of life,
a pitiful outcast
shunned by my fellow man.
I was a mess.
And then one day
they came along...
These good people...
Unasked,
The Friends of the Friendless.
And they put their
arm around my waist
and they said, "We
will be your friend
"because you are friendless
"and we are The
Friends of the Friendless.
"And if you accept
our friendship,
"you will never
again be friendless,
"for we are The
Friends of the Friendless
and you will have friends."
To this day, I have
never been friendless.
I have friends...
friends in the time of joy...
friends in the time of sorrow...
real friends...
true friends...
friends.
Friends.
Friends.
My friends.
You will come with us?
No.
No, I want you to go with me.
There's someone I
want to give a lesson to
in the true meaning
of friendship.
Of course.
Thank you, thank you, thank you.
Thank you, ladies and gentlemen.
Thank you. You're a
wonderful audience.
Those were Pugh and Carroll...
The two greatest
contortionists in America today.
And now, we'd
like to introduce...
♪ We are friends
of the friendless ♪
♪ Yes, we are, yes, we are. ♪
♪ We are friends
of the friendless ♪
♪ Be they near, be they far. ♪
♪ We uplift the
poor downtrodden ♪
♪ And we sober up the sodden ♪
♪ We are friends
of the friendless ♪
♪ Yes, we are, yes, we are. ♪
I want to tell you all
something that happened to me,
the lesson I learned tonight
and the true
meaning of friendship.
These people are my friends,
The Friends of the Friendless.
And I was friendless.
I was just a bit of
flotsam in the sea,
a pitiful outcast shunned
by my fellow man.
I was a mess.
The people I thought
were my friends forsook me.
Even my own husband
proved he was just a husband
and not a friend.
Today was my birthday,
and do you think
anybody remembered?
Nobody remembered.
Nobody did a thing about it.
Nobody even as
much... not a sing...
Happy birthday!
Ethel!
Happy birthday, sweetheart.
Happy birthday?
Happy birthday for me?
Yeah, honey, we didn't
forget your birthday.
We had this thing
planned for weeks.
We just couldn't
get a hold of you...
You had run out of the house.
Nobody could find you.
Oh, no!
Oh, honey.
And I got a wonderful
present for you.
You want to hear it?
Hear it?
Yeah.
♪ I love Lucy and she loves me ♪
♪ We're as happy as two can be ♪
♪ Sometimes we
quarrel, but then ♪
♪ How we love making up again. ♪
♪ Lucy kisses like no one can ♪
♪ She's my missus
and I'm her man ♪
♪ And life is heaven, you see ♪
♪ 'Cause I love Lucy ♪
♪ Yes, I love Lucy ♪
♪ And Lucy loves me. ♪
Everybody sing!
♪ I love Lucy and she loves me ♪
♪ We're as happy as two can be ♪
♪ Sometimes we
quarrel, but then ♪
♪ How we love making up again. ♪
♪ Lucy kisses like no one can ♪
♪ She's my missus
and I'm her man ♪
♪ And life is heaven, you see ♪
♪ 'Cause I love Lucy ♪
♪ Yeah, I love Lucy ♪
♪ And Lucy loves me. ♪
Mrs. Trumbull was played
by Elizabeth Patterson;
the man in the park
was Ransom Sherman;
the leader of the band
was Byron Foulger;
and the headwaiter
was William Hamel.
I Love Lucy is a
Desilu production.
Lucille Ball and Desi Arnaz
will be back next
week at this same time.
This is the CBS
television network.