Original subtitles

You have just heard some words and music

written by Rodgers and Hart.

This is the Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer Soundstage Number One.

In this film, Mickey Rooney will portray Larry Hart,

or Lorenz Hart, as the song sheets read.

And I am Richard Rodgers.

If in telling you about Larry,

I talk quite a bit about myself,

it's because there hasn't been a day in my life

that didn't have something to do with Larry Hart.

I... I'm almost sorry to say

there were none of the standard trials and tribulations

you'd ordinarily expect.

In fact, we were just two lucky fellas

who had success very young.

From a dramatic standpoint,

we didn't even have the advantage

of being very poor.

We weren't very rich, either.

When I first met Larry,

he had already acquired quite a reputation

at Columbia University as a poet and wit,

and I was a little scared.

Anyhow, one day, Herb Fields, a mutual friend of ours,

who later wrote the books for some of our shows,

arranged a meeting.

IS this it?

Yep.

Maybe we ought to come back some other time.

Oh, relax, will you?

Yeah, but do you think--

Look, you want to do a show with him, don't you?

Oh, sure, sure.

All right, then. Meet him,

play a couple of songs, and you're in.

Hi, Herb.

Hi, Larry.

Come on in. Thanks.

Larry, I'd like to have you meet Dick Rodgers,

you know, the fella I was telling you about.

Oh, hiya, Dick. I've heard a lot about you.

You're the fella who writes music, huh?

Well, I, uh--

Come on in. Make yourself at home.

You hungry? Want something to eat?

How about some nuts?

Oh, no, thanks.

Apples, oranges?

How about a piece of coffeecake?

Corned beef sandwich? I'll send out

and get a corned beef sandwich.

Smoke? Cigar? Light Ones? Dark ones?

I never use them.

How about you, Herb?

Oh, that's right, you don't smoke, do you?

Heh heh. Well...

Go ahead.

Play something.

Go ahead.

Hey, hey, Herb, I got a new rhyme for you.

What rhymes with Coolidge?

Coolidge? Yeah.

Nothing rhymes with Coolidge.

You want to bet?

Sure, say it over to yourself-- Coolidge, Coolidge, Coolidge.

Come on, quick. Oh, I'm ashamed of you.

When you speak of Coolidge, he deserves a eulogy.

Coolidge he, eulogy.

That's very good, Larry.

That's all.

Herb, did you read this article yet?

It's not bad at all. No--

Ah!

Operator, give me Trafalgar 4599, please.

Hello, Jack? This is Larry Hart.

Have you got that Book of Heine's in yet?

No, no, not the translation. That was the later edition.

Yeah, will you look around, please?

Hey, that's not bad at all.

Hello--

You have?

Aw, Jack, you're a doll.

Yeah, yeah, right away.

What does he do now,

Shoot himself out of a cannon?

Say, that's a pretty elaborate

Musical phrase, isn't it?

Well, it's--

Not that it bothers me, you understand.

I got to go pick up a book.

I'll talk to you later.

Go ahead, keep playing.

He liked it.

Oh, sure. I could tell he liked it.

He did everything but card tricks.

Now, Dick--

Oh, brother, I've seen everything.

Here I sit at this piano

And this-- This nutcracker--

I think he's always like that.

Mrs. Hart, how are you?

Hello, Herb.

Well, introduce me to this nice young man.

This is Dick Rodgers.

I'm very happy to meet you, Mrs. Hart.

That was you playing the songs?

Yes.

You wrote them?

Well, sure. He's a real composer.

Isn't that nice.

You know something?

I like your songs

and your playing very much.

Well, thank you, Mrs. Hart.

Here, what am I standing here for?

Have a bite.

For quite a while,

I didn't hear from Larry, and it began to look

As though neither my tunes nor I

had scored much of a hit with Mr. Hart.

I stuck with it,

but believe me, a tune without a lyric

is a mighty lonesome thing.

Hello.

Oh, hello, Herb.

Yeah?

What?

Yeah, yeah, you heard me.

He's crazy about the songs.

Yeah, he's crazy, all right.

No, no, not just crazy.

He's crazy about the music.

I haven't heard from him in 2 weeks.

He wrote a lyric.

A lyric?

A lyric.

You know, words.

Be there at 5:30 sharp.

And don't be late, please, OK?

Fine. Good-bye.

5:30 came, 5:30 went...

And I got my first introduction

to something I soon learned I could count on--

The business of "waiting for Larry."

Now, don't worry, he'll be here.

So he was crazy about it, huh?

I tell you, the guy called me

and he was jumping through the telephone.

Hi, Herb.

Mom! Mom! Mary!

Herb, have you seen the September issue of Vanity Fair?

The what?

No, I can tell you haven't seen it.

What is it, dear?

Mom, have you seen the September issue

of Vanity Fair?

No, I have not.

Mary, what have you done with it?

You know I don't read that stuff, Mr. Larry.

Can we find It, please? Can we find it?

It's getting so you can't find anything in this house anymore.

Hi, Dick.

Oh, hiya, Larry.

Play that first thing for me, will you?

What thing?

♪ Da da da da Ba ba bum ba ba... ♪

You know. Hey, I got a new rhyme for you.

Yeah?

Yeah. What rhymes with tapestry?

Half past 3. Tapestry?

Please.

I found it in your room, Mr. Larry.

Oh, good.

Oh, you're wonderful. you're a doll.

Listen, get me something to eat, will you?

It's near suppertime.

There's some k-nockwurst and salami

in the packages there. Cut some up, please.

Ah, here we are.

Here we are.

That's it.

There you are.

Manhattan.

You "Me Manhattan?

Manhattan? Yeah, yeah, I like Manhattan.

Manhattan.

♪ We've got Manhattan ♪

♪ The Bronx And Staten Island, too ♪

♪ It's lovely Going through ♪

♪ The 200 ♪

You know the rest. Go ahead, play it, Dick.

♪ Summer journeys to Niagara And to other places ♪

♪ Aggravate all our cares ♪

♪ We'll save our fares ♪

♪ I've a cozy little flat in What is known As old Manhattan ♪

♪ We'll settle down ♪

♪ Right here in town ♪

♪ We'll have Manhattan ♪

♪ The Bronx And Staten Island, too ♪

♪ It's lovely Going through ♪

♪ The 200 ♪

♪ It's very fancy ♪

♪ On old Delancey Street, You know ♪

♪ The subway charms us so ♪

♪ When balmy breezes blow ♪

♪ To and fro ♪

♪ And tell me what street Compares with Mott Street ♪

♪ In July ♪

♪ Sweet pushcarts Gently gliding by ♪

♪ The great big city's A wondrous toy ♪

♪ Just made For a girl and boy ♪

♪ We'll turn Manhattan Into an isle of joy ♪

♪ I'd like to take a sail On Jamaica Bay with you ♪

♪ And fair Canarsie's lakes ♪

♪ We'll view ♪

♪ The city's glamour Can never spoil ♪

♪ The dreams of A boy and goil ♪

♪ We'll turn Manhattan ♪

♪ Into an isle of joy ♪

Well, it's nice,

but a bit off the beaten track.

I'm sorry. Uh--

But when you're riding

the crest of youth,

you don't get easily upset, even by turndowns.

Larry in particular was tireless,

and his enthusiasm was boundless.

This kind of helter-skelter writing, singing, demonstrating

went on for 2 years,

But nothing happened.

They all thought the songs were fresh, different, engaging,

but nobody bought them.

And after a while this gets monotonous.

After 2 years, it can get desperate.

Finally, when I felt I couldn't take it any longer,

I had a talk with my father.

Can I help, Richard?

What would you say If I told you

I were giving up being a composer?

I'd say all right

if I could think of a good reason,

but just offhand, I can't think of one.

Well, I'll give you one-- Nothing happens.

2 years, almost 3, and I'm nowhere.

Where do you want to be?

Oh, what's the sense of kidding, Pop?

You been carrying the freight too long--

College, academy of music, and now this.

Months and months of knocking our brains out,

and nobody cares.

I think you've written many good things.

Sure. And they can't even get me

a cup of coffee.

Well, Richard, the coffee will come.

Maybe you have to boil it a little more.

No, it's no good.

I'm going into business.

Business? Doing what?

Selling infants wear.

How did you happen to select this, uh... this vocation?

Well, a friend of mine

offered me $50 a week to start.

Well... I never knew you were so interested

in getting $50 a week.

Uh, do you need $50?

What I need is self-respect.

You sound desperate.

Aw, gee, Pop,

It's not only living off you,

but I'm getting so I'm envious of everyone--

A counterman, a taxi driver,

a shoe-Shiner...

Anybody who can earn anything.

Richard, I went through 4 years of college,

2 years of med school,

interned for 2 more years,

and just about that time,

I was in the same place

as any kid leaving grammar school,

except, I had a slight added handicap--

I was also in love with your mother.

So I can only tell you, son,

just keep writing those nice songs.

Work with Larry.

Dream a little longer

and work a little harder.

Be a little patient.

No, it's no good, Pop.

I've made up my mind.

Well, nothing better for a man

than to finally know exactly what he wants to do.

So I guess that's the way it's got to be.

I hope you don't think I'm running out on you, Larry.

Don't be silly.

Of course, it is quite a switch from musical comedy,

But I think the diaper business is a good business.

Want something to eat? something to drink? Cigar?

No.

Oh, right, you don't smoke.

Let's have a party. Want to have a party?

It's an occasion.

Might wind up the greatest party we ever had.

A farewell party--

Farewell to the maestro of music

and a welcome to the mogul of baby clothes, huh?

Come on, now!

Hot coffee! Hot coffee coming through!

Harry, how about you? A little coffee, boy?

Hey, Larry, I'll have some more coffee.

No, it'll stunt your growth.

No, I'm sorry, you're not gonna.

You get no coffee.

Good evening, Mr. Eddie.

Hiya, Mary. How are you?

Miss Grant, Miss McNeil.

Hi. May I take your wraps?

Hey, a party!

Oh, Mr. Eddie!

Hey!

Hiya! Hey, hiya, baby!

Where you been?

Auditioning. Tough year for singers, you know.

It's a tough year, period.

Or, uh, or maybe not.

Will you have some coffee?

Thanks.

Let's assume this is for you.

Look, this is my house.

Don't I get to meet--

Oh, sure, sure.

Everybody gets to meet everybody.

Ladies and gentlemen,

I want you to meet two proteges of mine--

Miss, uh, Margo Grant

and Miss Peggy McNeil.

Say, Herb, you know Eddie Anders, of course. Huh?

Of course. And may I say there's no one

I'd rather hear sing.

Well, how about a song now? Huh, kid?

Oh, not now. Later, maybe.

What I really want

is for you to hear this one.

She sings, too?

Oh, what are we waiting for?

Gee, let me catch my breath.

A little later, maybe.

What is this, singers want to sing a little later, maybe?

Come here, honey. I want to talk to you.

You're a singer, too?

Well, not exactly. I dance.

Oh, yes, of course.

Uh, may I say there's no one

I'd rather dance with.

Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh.

Uh-uh-uh what?

This one is for the boy.

Tell me all about yourself.

Well, there's really not much to tell.

Shh!

That's a wonderful song.

I'm... I'm Glad you like it.

I had no idea it was that good

When we wrote it.

Oh, are you--

Larry Hart. Yeah, I wrote the words.

Really?

You, uh, you sing for a living?

Kind of. I work in a cafe.

It's really a Speakeasy.

You been here long?

No, I'm hot out of Boston.

You ever been in a show?

A couple.

Why? You looking for someone for a show?

Because if you are,

hey call me Available McNeil.

No, honey, we're looking for a producer.

You know any?

Producers... What are they?

Ha ha ha! Yeah!

I never got past the elevator boy.

Well, if either one of us

ever find a producer to produce our show,

I'll bet you'd be wonderful in it.

You mean, me?

I'll bet you'd be the best thing in it.

Shall we dance?

Yeah. Sure. Come on.

You're a little fella, aren't you?

But on you, it's very becoming.

Uh, that's another song

from our unproduced show.

I know, and I love it.

You do?

Eddie taught it to me.

Well, what are we waiting for?

Excuse me just a minute,

Will you, honey, please? Thank you.

Pardon me, Dick.

Everybody!

From the unproduced works of Rodgers and Hart,

Miss Peggy McNeil is going to sing an unknown song

entitled There's A Small Hotel.

Miss McNeil, Mr. Rodgers. Mr. Rodgers, Miss McNeil.

How do you do? How do you do?

I hope you all like it. You're on, honey.

♪ There's a small hotel ♪

♪ With a wishing well ♪

♪ I wish that we were there ♪

♪ Together ♪

♪ There's a bridal suite ♪

♪ One room, Bright and neat ♪

♪ Complete for us to share ♪

♪ Together ♪

♪ Looking through the window ♪

♪ You can see A distant steeple ♪

♪ Not a sign of people ♪

♪ Who wants people? ♪

♪ When the steeple bell ♪

♪ Says, good night, Sleep well ♪

♪ We'll thank the small hotel ♪

♪ We'll creep into Our little shell ♪

♪ And we will thank The small hotel ♪

♪ Together ♪

How about that, Herb?

Oh, that was great.

You really got something here, Eddie.

You do sing awful good, Peggy.

It's an awful good song.

There's another one.

We've got a million of them.

I'll bet you could sing them all.

Wouldn't it get kind of monotonous,

me singing all of those songs?

No, honey.

Not to me, it wouldn't.

Peggy...

How, uh... How tall are you?

I don't know. About 5'4", I guess.

That's what I figured.

There we are.

What is this?

I'm filing you away for future reference.

This is Dick. He's 6 feet.

This is Herb. This is my mother.

This is a little girl named Helen.

And this is the milkman.

I don't think I quite understand.

You will after you've known me 10 or 15 years.

Larry! Larry!

L-Larry! Dick!

You know what happened? It's the darnedest thing!

Look, Dick, Dick--

Mr. Kane just phoned.

Mr. who?

Mr. Kane. The theatre guild!

They want us!

Who wants us?

The theatre guild.

They wants us to do a show--

The Garrick Gaieties.

Oh, yeah, I heard about that.

The kids are putting on some kind of a benefit

to buy tapestries for the guild's new theater.

But, Dick, it's the theatre guild!

But it's only another benefit.

Can't we talk it over anyway, huh?

Watch me change the mogul of baby clothes

back into a musician-- Want to bet?

Come on, come on!

And darned if he didn't.

So there it was, in big bright lights--

The Garrick Gaieties.

♪ On the first of May ♪

♪ It is moving day ♪

♪ Spring is here, So blow your job ♪

♪ Throw your job away ♪

♪ Now's the time to trust ♪

♪ To your wanderlust ♪

♪ In the city's dust You wait ♪

♪ Must you wait? ♪

♪ Just you wait ♪

♪ in a mountain greenery ♪

♪ Where God Paints the scenery ♪

♪ Just two crazy people Together ♪

♪ While you love Your lover ♪

♪ Let blue skies Be your coverlet ♪

♪ When it rains, We don't mind the weather ♪

♪ And if you're good ♪

♪ I'll search for wood ♪

♪ So you can cook ♪

♪ While I stand looking ♪

♪ Beans could get no keener ♪

♪ Reception in a beanery ♪

♪ Bless our Mountain greenery home ♪

♪ When the world was young ♪

♪ Old Father Adam with sin Would grapple ♪

♪ So we're entitled To just one apple ♪

♪ I mean to make Applesauce ♪

♪ Underneath the bough, We learn a lesson From Mr. Omar ♪

♪ Beneath the eyes Of no pa and no ma ♪

♪ Where lady nature is boss ♪

♪ And if you're good ♪

♪ I'll search for wood ♪

♪ So you can cook ♪

♪ While I stand looking ♪

♪ Beans could get no keener ♪

♪ Reception in a beanery ♪

♪ Bless our Mountain greenery home ♪

♪ Simple cooking Means ♪

♪ More than French cuisines ♪

♪ I've a banquet planned Which is ♪

♪ Sandwiches and beans ♪

♪ Coffee's just As grand ♪

♪ With a little sand ♪

♪ Eat and you'll Grow fatter, boy ♪

♪ 'Smatter, boy? ♪

♪ Atta boy ♪

♪ In a mountain greenery ♪

♪ Where God Paints the scenery ♪

♪ Just two crazy people Together ♪

♪ How we love sequestering ♪

♪ Where no pests Are pestering ♪

♪ No dear mama Holds us together ♪

♪ Mosquitoes here ♪

♪ Won't bite you, dear ♪

♪ I'll let them sting me ♪

♪ On the finger ♪

♪ We could find no cleaner ♪

♪ Retreat from Our old scenery ♪

♪ Than our Mountain greenery home ♪

♪ Down with City slicking ♪

♪ Up with Mountain chickens ♪

♪ Down with noise And clutter ♪

♪ Up with milk and butter ♪

♪ Down with life's machinery ♪

♪ Bless our Mountain greenery ♪

♪ Home ♪

♪ Home ♪

Hi, Eddie.

Hi, Mr. Hart.

Here's your morning papers--

3 of each.

How much do I owe you?

That will be 24 cents for the works.

24 cents? 24 cents I haven't got,

but here's a buck-- Buy yourself a railroad.

Gee, thanks!

That's all right, Eddie.

Hey, Mom! Mom!

The papers are here.

Coffee is ready, Lorry.

Just a minute, will you, darling?

Just a minute.

Ah, here it is, here it is.

"Last night, a group of the younger theatre guild actors

"came up with a little hand-built revue called The Garrick Gaieties.

"And to my utter amazement, I found it jammed throughout

"with talented young people, bright tunes, sparkling lyrics,

and smart sketches."

Mom, we're in! We're a hit!

But naturally, Lorry.

I'll get it.

Good morning, Richard.

Hello, darling!

Have you heard the good news?

We're a hit! We're In!

But of course.

"And if the theatre guild has any notions

"about this little show

"running for just a few performances,

they'd better forget it."

Hi. Hiya.

Uh-oh. Uh-oh what?

The music.

What about the music?

The music, it says here, "is fresh and melodic

"and engaging, and these qualities

"are bound to carry composer Richard Rodgers

"to the top in years to come.

"Meanwhile, by the way,

just who is Mr. Richard Rodgers?"

Mr. Richard Rodgers is the young gentleman

who is making my coffee get cold.

Now, just a minute, Mrs. Hart.

I want to prove to you

that Larry isn't so famous, either.

Huh? The lyrics.

What about the lyrics?

"The lyrics are bright, witty, and adult...

"And in good taste.

"In short, they are excellent.

"And it is a pleasure to greet

"a new writer as gifted as he is unknown--

Aha. Mr. Lorenz Hart."

Mr. Hart.

Mr. Rodgers.

I'll get it.

Hello, Eddie. Hiya, Mom.

Have you seen the notices?

Oh, they're terrific. Mom, we're a smash!

But certainly.

Hi, Dick. Hi, Larry.

Hiya, Eddie.

Have you seen in the paper here

about Herbie Fields?

No. What does it say?

Boy, it says right here,

"The original sketches were concocted

"by a young man nobody ever heard of,

Yeah. "Herbert Fields.

"Outstanding in a smart cast

"was singer Eddie Anders,

who will be--"

Eddie Anders?

Hey, that's me!

Congratulations!

I get it! I get it!

Good morning, Herb.

Oh, you bet it's a good morning.

Have you heard the news?

Sure, we're a smash.

Yes, that's right, we are.

Hi, fellas. Hi, Herbie!

Have your read these write-ups?

They're the most sensational--

Yeah, I've read them.

Well, what's the matter?

Nothing's the matter. Everything's fine.

What is it? What is It? What is it?

James Kelly-- He wants to produce a show!

What? No kidding!

Yes. I was up all night with him.

He saw The Gaieties last night

and he wants to do a show with us.

On Broadway?

Not in Bridgeport!

What are we waiting for?

Wait a minute.

Mom, cook some breakfast, will you, please?

Mary? Mary, honey, cook some breakfast, too.

Oh, we'll start right away-- 3:00 sharp.

Yeah, I'll bet.

We've already got My Funny Valentine

And You Are Nearer. What time is it?

9:30.

9:30. I've got to make a phone call.

Talk to yourselves, will you?

Hello, get me Trafalgar 2098, please.

Hello?

Hello. Hello,

is this my blue-eyed friend from Boston?

This is your red-eyed friend from Boston.

Who is it?

This is Larry.

Larry Hart, yeah.

Now, look, don't get excited, don't even wake up.

You're dreaming this, only it's true.

We sold our musical comedy.

Gee, Larry, that's marvelous!

Really and truly!

You're going to be in it, hear me?

Oh!

I'll see you at the club tonight.

Oh, and I'm going to bring Herb and Dick with me.

Uh... And aside from that,

I... I don't know anything new.

Thank you, Larry.

And, oh, Larry,

I'd like to measure you right now.

I'll bet you're really taller.

I know I am.

Good-bye.

There you are, sir,

and if I do say so myself, they look fine.

They look all right, huh?

Oh, yes, sir.

Now get up.

Go ahead, walk.

1, 2, 3, 4...

1,2,3,4,

Turn, 2, 3, 4--

Uh, they...

Feel fine, but I feel as if I were...

Walking downhill, you know?

Well, naturally.

Uh...

What about the, uh, trousers?

Oh, yes. You see, I forgot to tell you--

When the lifts move you up,

The trousers, shall we say, move up proportionately.

Hmm.

However, with a slight adjustment, uh--

Slight adjustment?

Oh.

Just...

Uh-uh-uh-uh!

You're completely defeating your purpose.

Mm-hmm.

Well, they feel very comfortable,

But... But I get a little...

Oh, yes. In the back of it.

For a while, you'll notice a slight tenseness

in those back muscles.

However, after a while, that, too, will adjust itself.

Mm-hmm. Look all right, huh?

Oh, excellent, sir.

Oh, I must warn you,

when you take your shoes off at night,

if you notice a slight popping of the ears,

don't let it alarm you.

3:00 sharp, huh?

Well, you know Larry.

Here it is 5:15 and he's not here yet.

Hiya, baby!

Hiya, kid!

Notice anything different?

Look, you guys.

No. Haircut?

Shave?

Well?

Well, what? Well, what?

The shoes. Look.

The shoes?

Certainly, the shoes. 2 inches taller.

How about that?

Taller? Sure.

Are you serious?

Certainly-- 2 inches, no kidding.

Built up on the inside. You can't even see it.

You ought to get some sometime. Anybody call?

Peggy. Ahem.

Yeah? Say, we've got to go over to the club

and see her tonight.

And is she excited about doing the show.

What show?

What show? Why, our new show, of course. Ha ha!

Why? Does she want to be in the chorus?

Chorus? Why, she's going to do the part.

You-- You both like her, don't you?

Oh, sure, but, Larry, this isn't The Garrick Gaieties.

Did you ever hear of Joyce Harmon?

Yeah, certainly.

Well, Mr. Kelly's got her signed to a personal contract.

That's one of the main reasons he's doing our show--

Because she's right for it.

Oh.

Why, Joyce Harmon's the greatest singer

you've ever seen.

Yeah, I know, but--but you said that she was--

Look, Larry, we're not producing the show.

A man investing that much money

in a couple of new authors,

he wants some protection.

You can understand that.

Yeah...

I can understand that.

♪ Oh, the wild herds gathered Where the moon is full ♪

♪ There's not much buffalo, But lots of bull ♪

♪ Way out west ♪

♪ In the wild, wild west ♪

♪ Way out west On west end avenue ♪

♪ Yippee-yi-ay, yo! ♪

Well...

Tell me all about it.

Drinks are on me tonight.

Oh.

25% off.

Oh.

Now, here's to our show.

Peggy...

What's wrong, Larry?

Nothing the matter with the show?

After I talked to you this morning,

I talked to Dick and Herb,

and it seems as though the producer

has Joyce Harmon under contract, and--

She's going to do the part.

Yeah. I'm awfully sorry, Peggy.

It's going to take all the boot out

of doing this show-- For me, anyway.

Don't worry.

It's not so bad.

I got a call this afternoon from the Schubert Office.

They want me to go on the road with some Operetta.

It's not the greatest part in the world,

but the money's pretty good, and...

I guess I could use the experience.

Peggy...

This isn't the time, but...

Ever since I saw you--

Larry, please.

We're both a little off-balance now,

and we both have many things to do.

I know I have.

Well, I went on record, anyway.

Let's drink some of this before it gets flat.

That was the touch-off spark

that was to affect everything Larry Hart ever did again.

But, frankly, I was more concerned

with our new musical comedy... And...

Our new leading lady.

♪ Fortune never smiles, But in my case ♪

♪ It just laughs Right in my face ♪

♪ If I looked For a horseshoe, I s'pose ♪

♪ It would bop me Right in the nose ♪

♪ My luck will vary, surely ♪

♪ That's purely ♪

♪ A curse ♪

♪ My luck has changed, It's gotten ♪

♪ From rotten ♪

♪ To worse ♪

♪ Where's that rainbow You hear about? ♪

♪ Where's that lining They cheer about? ♪

♪ Where's that love nest Where love is king ♪

♪ Ever after? ♪

♪ Where's that blue room They sing about? ♪

♪ Where's that sunshine They fling about? $7

♪ I know morning will come ♪

♪ But pardon my laughter ♪

♪ In each scenario, You can depend on the end ♪

♪ Where the lovers agree ♪

♪ Where's that lothario? Where does he roam ♪

♪ With his dome Vaselined as can be? ♪

♪ It is easy to see, All right ♪

♪ Everything's gonna Be all right ♪

♪ Be just dandy For everybody ♪

♪ But me ♪

♪ It is easy to see, all right ♪

♪ Everything gonna be all right ♪

♪ Be just dandy For everybody but me ♪

♪ It is easy to see, All right ♪

♪ Everything's gonna Be all right ♪

♪ Be just dandy ♪

♪ For everybody ♪

♪ And me ♪

♪ Got that blue room ♪

♪ They sing about ♪

♪ Sun is shining ♪

♪ You fling about ♪

♪ Got that love nest ♪

♪ You hear about ♪

♪ The silver lining ♪

♪ You cheer about ♪

♪ You can let That rain go ♪

♪ Cause we've got That rainbow now ♪

Who is it?

It's me.

Oh! Come in.

I ran back before the crowd got in.

Well, how was it?

You were only sensational.

Oh, thank you, Dick, for everything--

The flowers, your help, the way you conducted.

You're welcome.

Ha ha.

Joyce, would you like to go out tonight,

have a drink, maybe?

Oh, Dick, I'm sorry,

But you know me opening nights.

I'm going right home, get a hamburger,

and crawl into bed.

Give me a rain check, will you?

Sure. How about tomorrow? It's Sunday.

Oh, that's right. I'll tell you what,

come over around 4:00

And I'll make you a nice cup of tea.

4:00? I'll be there.

More flowers. Ha ha.

Dick, they're perfectly beautiful.

Thank you again.

There.

Well... Sit down.

Uh... Thanks.

Heh heh.

I hate Saturday night openings. Don't you?

Yeah. Waiting till Monday for the notices

is kind of like a Chinese execution.

Is something troubling you, Dick?

Look, Joyce...

I can't say this the way I want to,

So I'll just say it plain.

I'm in love with you,

And I've been in love with you a long time,

and I don't know what to do about it.

Do you?

Are you serious?

I'd like to marry you.

Well, I guess that's all there is to it.

Dick... Come here.

I can't tell you how sweet that was--

Your telling me just that way.

You're one of the nicest persons I've ever known,

But nice as it is to hear, it just doesn't make sense.

But why does it have to make sense?

Because... Being in love is more than just saying it

or wanting to be or thinking you are.

And your being in love with me is impossible.

Believe me, it is.

Why?

Oh, well... Mathematics.

I'm 33, you're 23.

What difference does that make?

Dick...

When a woman's 33,

a day is a difference,

a week's a difference, a month's a difference.

10 years-- That's a century.

Well, I...

I guess that's that.

How would you like your tea--

With or without sugar?

Two lumps are fine for me.

Sugar or no,

I was a very bitter young man.

The girl of my dreams didn't love me,

and all the world was sad and dreary.

In black despair,

I decided to do what every young fellow

with a broken heart does.

I decided to go to the movies.

But I was in no mood to be alone,

and so, in search of company,

I dropped in on an old friend, Ben Feiner.

Hello, Dorothy. Is Ben home?

No, but come in.

Thanks.

I'm sorry. Ben went out.

Say...

When did you get so... Big?

Oh, I don't know. Just lately, I guess.

Well, I thought maybe

Ben would like to see a movie or something.

Well, I don't know when he'll be back.

Well, it doesn't matter.

You've been away at school, haven't you?

Mm-hmm. Came in to see your show last night.

Really?

Mm-hmm. Liked it very much.

Thank you.

I've seen all your shows.

Both of them?

Mm-hmm.

Oh, excuse me. Won't you sit down?

I was just making some tea. Would you like some?

Oh... No, thank you.

I had my tea today.

How are the folks?

Oh, fine. They'll be in Soon.

Well, I guess I'll go to the movie myself.

They say it's a good picture-- Camille.

Have you seen it?

No, I haven't, but I'm going to.

Well, tell Ben to call me.

All right.

Oh, say, Dorothy,

you wouldn't like to see the movie with me?

Oh, well, thank you, but I'm afraid not.

Why not?

Well... You see, I...

Well, I never go out with...

Older men.

With What?

Well, you know what I mean.

All of Ben's friends are kind of--

Kind of... Old men, huh?

Well, I'm sure you understand.

Oh, certainly.

I understand perfectly.

Good night.

That was really black Sunday for me.

Shut out twice-- Once because I was too young

and once because I was too old.

I pictured myself tragically wandering around the globe

for the rest of my days,

And in my grief, I was certainly

in the right frame of mind to see Camille.

But I'd clean forgotten

that there was a big stage show,

all built around one of our numbers.

♪ Remember the youth 'Mid snow and ice ♪

♪ Who bore the banner With the strange device-- ♪

♪ Excelsior ♪

♪ This motto applies To those who dwell ♪

♪ In Richmond Hill or New Rochelle ♪

♪ In Chelsea Or in Sutton Place ♪

♪ You've got to reach The heights ♪

♪ To win the race ♪

♪ See the pretty apple, Top of the tree ♪

♪ The higher up, The sweeter it grows ♪

♪ Picking fruit, You've got to be ♪

♪ Up on your toes ♪

♪ See the pretty penthouse, Top of the roof ♪

♪ The higher up, The higher rent goes ♪

♪ Get that dough, Don't be a goof ♪

♪ Up on your toes ♪

♪ They climb the clouds ♪

♪ To come through With airmail ♪

♪ The dancing crowds ♪

♪ Look up to some rare male ♪

♪ Like that Astaire male ♪

♪ See the pretty lady, Top of the crop ♪

♪ You want to know the way The wind blows? ♪

♪ Then, my boy, You'd better hop ♪

♪ Up on your toes ♪

♪ Up on your toes ♪

That day, I was very much alone.

Larry was away seeing Peggy, and I hoped things were going

a lot better for him than they had for me.

Now you've really got me surrounded.

A bolted door, a Rodgers and Hart song...

What's the next twist to the plot?

Well, that shouldn't be hard to guess.

It's the love scene.

You know, where the fella tells the girl

that she's like a Roman candle,

a Greek chorus, an Italian gondola?

Only here we are in Indianapolis.

Then, when he runs out of things to say,

instead of coming to the point, he...

Reaches into his pocket and hands her a prop.

Oh.

Go ahead, try it on for size.

Excuse me.

What's the matter, Peggy?

Don't you want it?

Sure, I want it.

I want it very much.

But I just can't.

Hey, hey, wait a minute, will you, Peg?

This is Larry Hart. Remember me?

The fellow who wants to marry you.

Larry...

That's just the trouble.

What?

I love you too much to fool you,

but I don't love you enough to marry you.

A little too much, but not quite enough.

Please don't, Larry.

Look, you're a big success.

You're talented, you're funny, you're nice,

And-- And there's so much else in life for you.

None of that seems important to me now.

I only wish you were the guy.

I hate hurting you.

Oh, it's-- It's not your fault.

It's mine. It always hurts

When you find out you've been kidding yourself.

And deep down, I always knew

I really wasn't the guy.

I wanted it to be you... So much.

I knew.

For me, your heart doesn't pound,

your stars don't sing,

and your world doesn't stop.

That's why I'm not the guy.

Larry, where are you going?

Who knows? The thing is to go and go fast.

Lexington 5400.

Hello, Dick?

Lorry is home.

Hiya, Mr. Hart.

Hiya, Dick.

Well... What do you say?

Oh, I'm... I'm-- I'm Fine!

Missed you.

Where have you been?

Oh, went to a couple of places

I always wanted to see.

Did you see them real good?

Yeah, I... I saw them great.

How's the show doing?

Selling out.

Oh, that's fine.

Anything else new? What's new?

Oh, nothing much.

I've been fooling around with a tune or two.

That's good.

What's wrong, Larry?

The usual thing--

The "love song is slowing up the show" bit.

Anything I can do?

No. No, everything's been done.

No more love songs, that's all.

No, just those fast, bright things

from here on in, huh? Huh?

Larry, I hate to see you like this.

Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to get lost.

I didn't mean to get everybody in a storm.

It's all over.

It's... All over.

Finis la guerre.

The boat has sailed.

It's all over.

Well, uh...

What do-- What do we do next, huh?

Do you like working?

Sure, sure-- Anything! Make me an Offer.

We got a wire from Cochran in London.

Yeah?

He wants us to bring our show over.

The girlfriend?

That's right. Oh.

Cochran, huh?

Right away.

Oh, well, is it-- Is it a good deal?

Uh-huh.

Uh... What do we think about it?

I'm ready.

I'm with you.

When do we sail?

"This London, this hub of the British empire,

"is a city of traditions and of history.

It's the city of Shakespeare, it's the city of Chaucer--"

It's the city where you can't get a hot dog

or an ice cream soda.

Look, do you want to listen to this or not?

Of course we do.

Don't pay any attention to him. Go on.

Now... Now about parliament.

It says, "This impressive monument

"to free institutions

"covers 8 acres, has 1,100 rooms,

100 staircases, and 2 miles of passages."

I'm glad I don't have to clean it.

"It's the mother of parliaments,

dedicated to the right of--"

Hon smoke! That reminds me--

I forgot to write my mother! Come on, let's go, Eddie.

♪ From all visitors And inquisitors ♪

♪ We'll keep Our apartment ♪

♪ I won't change Your plans ♪

♪ You arrange Your plans ♪

♪ Just the way Your heart meant ♪

♪ Here we'll be Ourselves ♪

♪ And we'll see Ourselves ♪

♪ Doing all the things We're scheming ♪

♪ Here I've planned For us ♪

♪ Something grand For us ♪

♪ Where no one Can see us dreaming ♪

♪ We'll have a blue room ♪

♪ A new room ♪

♪ For two room ♪

♪ Where every day's A holiday ♪

♪ Because you're Married to me ♪

♪ Not like a ballroom ♪

♪ A small room ♪

♪ A hall room ♪

♪ Where I can Smoke my pipe away ♪

♪ With your wee head Upon my knee ♪

♪ We will thrive on ♪

♪ Keep alive on ♪

♪ Just nothing But kisses ♪

♪ With mister And missis ♪

♪ On little Blue chairs ♪

♪ You sew your trousseau ♪

♪ and Robinson Crusoe ♪

♪ Is not so far From worldly cares ♪

♪ as our blue room ♪

♪ Far away upstairs ♪

♪ They will thrive on ♪

♪ Keep alive on ♪

♪ Just nothing but kisses ♪

♪ With mister and missis ♪

♪ On little blue chairs ♪

♪ She'll wear Her trousseau ♪

♪ And Robinson Crusoe ♪

♪ Is not so far ♪

♪ From worldly cares ♪

♪ As our blue room ♪

♪ Far away upstairs ♪

♪ Ahh ahh ahh ahh ahh ♪

"Rodgers and Hart, Girlfriend,

"London click.

"R and H sail for N.Y.

to do Connecticut Yankee."

Good-bye, peace and quiet.

Oh, ho ho!

After all the dizzy excitement

of our first show abroad,

the trip home was a letdown,

and once again, Larry became restless.

Here you are.

Hi.

I just thought who'd be great

to play the lead in A Connecticut Yankee.

Yeah? Who?

Peggy. She's just right for it.

Do you really think so?

Sure. Why don't you call her?

Ship to shore.

What are you waiting for?

Hello? Hello?

Well, aren't you excited?

Oh. Well...

Tomorrow morning!

I'll meet you at the dock.

No, you'll have to be there.

I won't listen.

I'll see you tomorrow.

Now, don't forget. Good-bye.

Do you see her at all, Dick?

Not yet.

Hi, Dick! Dick Rodgers!

Hello, Ben!

Hiya, Ben. Hi, Larry.

Good to see you, boy. You just get in?

Yeah.

Well, so did I, on the Roma from Naples.

Excuse me, will you, fellas? I got to find somebody.

I didn't know you'd been in Europe.

Yeah, yeah. In fact, the whole family.

Glad to see you. Mr. Feiner.

Mrs. Feiner.

So nice to see you.

Hello, Dick how are you?

Hello, Dorothy. I didn't recognize you.

Mr. Feiner, your baggage is ready, sir.

Thank you.

We'll see you in customs, Dorothy.

See you later, Dick.

So long, Ben.

Good-bye, Dick.

How would you like to go to a movie with me sometime?

I'd be glad to ask my mother and father. Good-bye.

I'm having a birthday party in 3 weeks at Tarrytown.

Would you like to come?

How old?

18.

Gee, I don't know.

18-year-old girls are pretty old for me.

But I'd be glad to ask my mother and father.

Well, I'll see you then.

Telegram for Mr. Hart!

Telegram for Mr. Hart!

Right here, fella!

Mr. Lorenz Hart?

Yeah, that's right.

Sign here, please.

Wait a minute. Here.

There you go. Thank you, sir.

Dear Larry,

Sorry I couldn't meet you.

Signed a contract for pictures.

Left for the coast this morning.

Good luck with your new show.

Love, Peggy.

Be sure you make a wish.

Oh, thank you!

Happy birthday, sis.

Oh, Ben!

Would you like to dance?

Mm-mmm. I'd like to climb a tree.

Well, I don't happen to have one on me.

Oh, but I do. Come on.

So, we're going to climb a tree, huh?

Any tree I know?

Oh, you'll see. Follow me, monsieur.

What is this?

My private tree.

I spend half my life up here.

In fact, it's where I spin my finest dreams.

Well?

This is wonderful.

And now, Mr. Rodgers,

I would like the story of your life.

At this altitude?

Oh, you can skip your boyhood and start at the part

where you fell in love with the leading lady, Joyce Harmon.

I see you've been reading my mail.

Did she really break your heart?

You bet. And I didn't get over it for...

Oh, an hour and a half.

Well, that's not what I heard.

What did you hear?

I heard that's why you went to London--

To forget her.

I'm going to have plenty of trouble with you.

All right, I was in love with her,

And I did go to London to forget her.

But she's a very remarkable woman,

and we both should be very grateful to her,

because she saved me.

Saved you?

She saved me for you.

Gee. I never thought of that.

Remind me to send her some flowers.

Any word from Larry?

He'll show up. He always does.

What do we do now?

We need extra lyrics for Thou Swell.

I'd better go with them.

Hi, Dick.

Hi.

How's it going?

What's the matter? Is something wrong?

Let's take a walk.

Well, where have you been?

I... Went out on the coast.

Oh, great. And?

And nothing. She'd gone to Mexico.

You mean you just went out there?

I wired her first, but she went to Mexico anyway.

Well, I don't know what to tell you, Larry.

There's nothing to tell.

Oh, yes, there is. There's plenty.

And if I don't, who will?

Oh, I know, I know.

Oh, sure, you know,

But here we are in rehearsals,

the whole company waiting for the lyrics,

everybody going crazy, and where are you?

I-- I know.

It's murder!

You're murdering yourself,

Your work, everybody.

You've got to pull yourself together.

You can't keep running around the world

chasing rainbows!

Uh, ready with that number, Dick.

Ok, Tommy. I'll be right there.

Dick...

Dick!

♪ Are not mine eyes Bared to view ♪

♪ here, there To view thee ♪

♪ Wilt not thine own Dare to view ♪

♪ What love Canst be? ♪

♪ Ah, see my color Pale for thee ♪

♪ Hear my heart fail For thee, too ♪

♪ I have a sweet Tale for thee ♪

♪ 'Tis sad But true ♪

♪ 'Tis ♪

♪ Sad ♪

♪ But ♪

♪ True ♪

♪ Thy words are queer, sir ♪

♪ Unto mine ears, sir ♪

♪ Yet, thou art A dear, sir, to me ♪

♪ Thou couldst woo me ♪

♪ Oh, couldst thou Try, knight? ♪

♪ I murmur swell, too, And like it well, too ♪

♪ More thou Will tell, too ♪

♪ Sandy, thou art dandy ♪

♪ Now art thou my knight ♪

♪ Thine arms Are martial ♪

♪ Thou hast grace ♪

♪ My cheek is partial To thy face ♪

♪ And if thy lips grow weary ♪

♪ Mine are Their resting place ♪

♪ Thou swell ♪

♪ Thou witty ♪

♪ Thou sweet ♪

♪ Thou grand ♪

♪ Wouldst kiss me pretty? ♪

♪ Wouldst hold my hand? ♪

♪ Both thine eyes Are cute, too ♪

♪ What they do to me! ♪

♪ Hear me holler ♪

♪ I choose a sweet Lollerpaloozer in thee! ♪

♪ I'd feel so rich ♪

♪ In a hut for two ♪

♪ 2 rooms and kitchen ♪

♪ I'm sure would do ♪

♪ Give me just a plot of ♪

♪ Not a lot of land ♪

♪ And ♪

♪ Thou swell ♪

♪ Thou witty ♪

♪ Thou grand ♪

♪ Thou swell ♪

♪ Thou witty ♪

♪ Thou sweet ♪

♪ Thou pretty ♪

♪ Thou terrific ♪

♪ Thou sensational ♪

♪ Thou ♪

♪ Grand ♪

♪ With a song In my heart ♪

♪ I behold Your adorable face ♪

♪ Just a song At the start ♪

♪ But it soon was a hymn To your grace ♪

♪ But I always knew ♪

♪ I would live life through ♪

♪ With a song ♪

♪ In my heart ♪

♪ For you ♪

Do you like it?

It's lovely.

Play it again, please.

You know, that's the kind of a song

that could solve

everyone's romantic problems.

Now, imagine...

2 people in love,

and the fellow was... You know...

One of those bashful types.

All he has to do is

take her to hear this song.

He wouldn't have to propose,

Ask her father...

Nothing.

I think I know what you mean.

A song like this,

she might even end up marrying him...

Couldn't she?

Mm-hmm. But she'd have to know him

a little bit better first.

Ladies and gentlemen, Miss Lena Horne.

♪ It seems we've Stood and talked ♪

♪ Like this before ♪

♪ We looked at each other In the same way then ♪

♪ But I can't Remember where ♪

♪ Or when ♪

♪ The clothes you're wearing ♪

♪ Are the clothes you wore ♪

♪ The smile you are smiling ♪

♪ You were smiling then ♪

♪ But I can't remember where ♪

♪ Or when ♪

♪ Some things that happen ♪

♪ For the first time ♪

♪ Seem to be happening ♪

♪ Again ♪

♪ And so it seems ♪

♪ That we have met before ♪

♪ And laughed before ♪

♪ And loved before ♪

♪ But who knows ♪

♪ Where ♪

♪ Or ♪

♪ When? ♪

Quite a coincidence

that she happens to be singing

a Rodgers and Hart song.

If you think that's a coincidence,

wait until you hear the next number.

♪ I've wined and dined on mulligan stew ♪

♪ And never asked for turkey ♪

♪ As I hitched and hiked And grifted, too ♪

♪ From Maine To Albuquerque ♪

♪ Alas, I missed the Beaux-arts Ball ♪

♪ And what is twice as sad ♪

♪ I was never at a party ♪

♪ Where they honored Noel Ca'ad ♪

♪ But social circles Spin too fast for me ♪

♪ My hobohemia is The place to be ♪

♪ I get too hungry For dinner at 8:00 ♪

♪ I like the theater, But never come late ♪

♪ I never bother With people I hate ♪

♪ That's why The lady is a tramp ♪

♪ I don't like crap games With barons and earls ♪

♪ Won't go to Harlem In ermine and pearls ♪

♪ Don't dish the dirt With the rest of the girls ♪

♪ That's why The lady is a tramp ♪

♪ I like the free, Fresh wind in my hair ♪

♪ Life without care ♪

♪ I'm broke, that's oke ♪

♪ Hate California, It's cold and it's damp ♪

♪ That's why The lady is a tramp ♪

♪ I go to coney, The beach is divine ♪

♪ I go to ball games, The bleachers are fine ♪

♪ I get the columns And read every line ♪

♪ That's why The lady is a tramp ♪

♪ I like a prizefight When it's not a fake ♪

♪ I like the rowing On Central Park lake ♪

♪ I go to opera And stay wide awake ♪

♪ That's why The lady is a tramp ♪

♪ I like the green grass Under my shoes ♪

♪ What can I lose? ♪

♪ I'm flat, that's that ♪

♪ I'm all alone When I lower my lamp ♪

♪ That's why the lady ♪

♪ Is ♪

♪ A tramp ♪

Now is a good time.

For what?

To ask a girl to marry someone.

Are you sure we're well enough acquainted?

Well, it's hard to answer a question

Like that...

Unless you've just been kissed.

Hmm...

We're well enough acquainted.

Dick, how do you think

Larry's going to feel about us?

It's not going to be easy for him.

Here we are, happy, in love,

going to be married...

A whole bright future ahead of us.

And what's he got?

Shall I try to talk to him?

What would you say?

Well, I don't know.

I'm so lucky these days,

I might think of something.

I'm awful glad

you talked me into marrying you.

So am I.

Well, now,

What's the big secret?

Dick and I are going to be married.

Married? That's wonderful!

Oh!

She's going to be married!

Oh, congratulations. Very nice.

Yes, married!

Oh, that is wonderful!

Dick and I have been together for so long,

the thought of him getting married-- It's--

It's a little strange.

But you're going to be very happy,

Because he's a wonderful guy.

So are you.

Me? Oh, I'm just a guy that writes lyrics,

Runs away, hides, has a few laughs,

comes back, and... Writes lyrics.

Yes, I know.

And in between, you fall in love.

We don't talk about that.

Oh, yes, we do.

Our being happy

won't mean as much if you're miserable.

Miserable? Me? Why, I-I'm always happy.

No one's always happy.

All right,

so I'm slightly miserable.

You're a woman, so maybe you can tell me...

Why couldn't she have loved me

just a little bit

When I... When I loved her so much?

Maybe she loved you more than you think.

No, no, it's not that.

There's something about me--

When we'd get right up to the wire--

Would stop her.

What Is it? am I That ugly?

Am I that repulsive?

Oh, don't say that about yourself.

How corny can I get?

Dick thinks that you and he

ought to go to the coast

to do some pictures,

and he fears you don't want to.

Would you like to give me

a real nice wedding present?

Sure, anything, darling. What?

Well, after we're married,

we want you to come to California with us

on our honeymoon.

On your honeymoon?

You've talked me into it.

Hollywood, here I come!

So this is Hollywood.

Nope, Beverly Hills.

Beverly Hills Hotel on your left.

Chinese Theater.

Well, there's nothing like

a house with a view.

When do we start taking oxygen?

As I understand it, you'll be here

quite awhile, Mr. Hart--

Just you and your mother.

And an occasional friend or two.

Well, you'll need

a nice, comfortable spot--

Plenty of privacy,

but not too ostentatious.

This is it.

Huh. Nice, cozy little place.

Yeah.

The place leases

with or without the staff.

Let's see...

Butler, houseman, cook, pastry cooks,

downstairs maid, upstairs maid...

Where's the bell?

On Oh, right here.

Gardener, chauffeur, footman, watchman...

I'm from the Hollywood Realty Company.

Oh, yes, of course.

Come in, please.

Thank you.

Thank you, sir, very much.

Hello!

One thing-- A fellow would never be lonesome

in this place.

Ha ha ha!

The study is there.

That's the study.

The music room

is there,

And the dining room

is there.

The projection room

is there.

Miniature theater

is there,

And the billiard room

is there.

Who built this place-- Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer?

Ha ha ha!

This... Is the living room.

Yes, it's, uh... Very livable.

Mm-hmm.

Come and take a look outside.

The patio...

The pool...

Hmm? Oh, yes, the pool.

And look at that view.

Pretty complete, I'd say.

Yeah, but what good is it?

Hmm?

There's no airport.

Ho ho ho!

No, but there's room for one.

Well, Mr. Hart, what do you think?

What do I think? I think it's sensational.

I'll take it.

Well, that's fine.

Yeah, any resemblance between me

and a fellow in his right mind

is purely coincidental.

"Mr. and Mrs. Dick Rodgers,

"Santa Fe Chief, en route to Los Angeles.

"Dear Dick, come directly to my party.

"I've rented the cutest little cabin

"you ever saw.

"Just tell driver

"top of Summit Road in Hollywood Hills.

"Black tie and a girl preferred.

Love and kisses, Larry."

That's what it says-- "Top of Summit Road."

There's dancing on the patio.

Nothing like sneaking into town.

Hey, Dick! Dick boy!

Hiya, Larry!

How are you?

Larry! Dorothy, honey...

Hey, wait just a minute, pal.

There you go.

Hey, what do you think of all this, huh?

Oh, very intimate.

Come on! Let's go.

What's the party for?

What do you mean, "What's it for?"

Does there have to be a reason?

It's a party.

Everybody in Hollywood is here. Ha ha!

It looks like everybody

west of the Rockies is here.

Well, you've certainly proved

that a New Yorker can outdo Hollywood.

Ha ha ha! Come on, Mom's over here.

Oh, will you have a drink, first?

So, how about it, Dorothy?

How about an hors d'oeuvre? Here they are.

Keep 'em going around, will you, fella?

Here we go.

Mom! Mom, look who's here.

Hello, Mrs. Hart.

Dick! And Dorothy!

Oh, it is so good to see you.

Oh, you look so nice.

Why, thank you.

Hey, there's Judy Garland!

Hiya, Judy!

Hi, Larry!

Judy, you know my mom, of course,

And Dick and Dorothy Rodgers.

Hello, Judy. Hello.

It's a wonderful party.

I'm glad, but excuse me.

I must keep the customers happy.

You're coming, Larry?

Coming, Mother. Oh, that's all I need.

Take care. I'll be right back.

Always in action. Yeah.

Say, when are we going to do

that show together, Judy?

Aw, we've been talking about

that show for so long,

it's gotten to be a running gag.

That's only because you're never in New York

long enough to sing a chorus.

I know...

But, look! We're all in Hollywood now.

Is there any chance

of our doing a picture together?

Oh, Judy, I'd love to.

Now, I know you've got a story,

'cause Larry told me so.

And I bet you've got some spare songs, too.

But look, sweetie. You see, we...

Well, what?

Oh, Dorothy, I'm so sorry.

Here you two

have just started on your honeymoon,

and I'm trying to Shanghai the groom.

I don't mind.

I knew what I was getting into

when I married a composer.

I might just as well be

getting used to it.

That's marvelous.

What's marvelous?

We're going to do a picture together.

No kidding!

You heard the lady.

Why, that's fine,

But you've got to audition for us

if you're going to work for us.

Oh, OK.

I'll give you my personal assistance.

Ha ha ha!

Uh, Mel...

Uh, take I Wish I Were In Love Again,

will you?

♪ You don't know That I felt good ♪

♪ When we Up and parted ♪

♪ You don't know I knocked on wood ♪

♪ Gladly Brokenhearted ♪

♪ Worrying is through, I sleep all night ♪

♪ Appetite and health Restored ♪

♪ You don't know How much we're bored ♪

♪ The sleepless nights, The daily fights ♪

♪ The quick toboggan ♪

♪ When you reach The heights ♪

♪ I miss the kisses and I miss the bites ♪

♪ I wish I were In love again ♪

♪ The broken dates, The endless waits ♪

♪ The lovely loving And the hateful hates ♪

♪ The conversation With the flying plates ♪

♪ I wish I were In love again ♪

♪ No more pain ♪

♪ No more strain ♪

♪ Now I'm sane, But I would rather be gaga ♪

♪ The pulled-out fur Of cat and cur ♪

♪ The fine mismating Of a him and her ♪

♪ We've learned Our lesson ♪

♪ And we wish we were In love again ♪

♪ The furtive sigh, The blackened eye ♪

♪ The words, "I'll love you

♪ Till the day I die" ♪

♪ The self-deception That believes the lie ♪

♪ I wish I were In love again ♪

♪ When love congeals, It soon reveals ♪

♪ The faint aroma Of performing seals ♪

♪ The double-crossing Of a pair of eels ♪

♪ I wish I were in love again ♪

♪ No more care ♪

♪ No despair ♪

♪ I'm all there now ♪

♪ But I'd rather Be punch-drunk! ♪

♪ Believe me, sir, I'd much prefer ♪

♪ The classic battle Of the him and her ♪

♪ We don't like quiet ♪

♪ And we wish We were in love ♪

♪ Again ♪

Come on!

Come on!

Well, uh, I'd like to try, um,

Johnny one note in e-flat, huh?

Mel, would you ask some of the boys

to come down here?

It'll be a little more friendly.

♪ Johnny could only Sing one note ♪

♪ And the note he sang Was this ♪

♪ Ahh ♪

♪ Poor Johnny one note ♪

♪ Sang out with gusto ♪

♪ And just overlorded The place ♪

♪ Poor Johnny one note Yelled willy-nilly ♪

♪ Until he was blue In the face ♪

♪ For holding one note Was his ace ♪

♪ Couldn't hear the brass ♪

♪ Couldn't hear the drum ♪

♪ He was in a class By himself, by gum ♪

♪ Poor Johnny one note ♪

♪ Got in Aida ♪

♪ Indeed, a great chance To be brave ♪

♪ He took his one note, Howled like the north wind ♪

♪ Brought forth wind That made critics rave ♪

♪ While Verdi turned round In his grave ♪

♪ Couldn't hear the flute ♪

♪ Or the big trombone ♪

♪ Everyone was mute ♪

♪ Johnny stood alone ♪

♪ Cats and dogs Stopped yappin' ♪

♪ Lions in the 200 All were jealous ♪

♪ Of Johnny's big trill ♪

♪ Thunderclaps Stopped clappin' ♪

♪ Traffic ceased its roar ♪

♪ And they tell us Niag'ra stood still ♪

♪ He stopped The train whistles ♪

♪ Boat whistles, Steam whistles ♪

♪ Cop whistles, all whistles Bowed to his skill ♪

♪ Ahh ♪

♪ Sing, Johnny one note ♪

♪ Sing out with gusto ♪

♪ And just overlord all the crowd ♪

♪ So sing, Johnny one note, out loud ♪

♪ Sing, Johnny one note ♪

♪ Sing, Johnny one note ♪

♪ Out loud ♪

Isn't this a swell party, hon?

It certainly is.

Good night, Larry.

Hey, wait a minute!

Where are you going, Eddie?

Well, it's after 4:00!

4:00? It's early yet. Come on, stick around.

Good night.

Good night. Good night.

Thanks. Good night.

Oh, we have to go, too, Larry.

Hmm? Oh,

wait a minute, Dick.

You-- You two are going to stay here.

We can't Larry.

We're staying at The Beverly Hills Hotel.

But we'll see you tomorrow.

Well, uh... L-Let's have one for the road,

Huh? Dick?

No thanks, Larry.

How about it, Dorothy?

No, thank you.

Sure has been a swell party, huh?

Yeah, it sure has.

Mighty fine. Good night, Larry.

Good night, Dorothy.

Good night, Larry.

Good night. Good night, Dick.

Good night, Dick!

Good night, Larry!

All right.

That's it for tonight, boys.

Hey! Hey, Mel, wait a minute!

Hey. Hey, Mel, what's...

What's going on here?

Well, we kind of figured with everybody leaving--

Oh, we don't need people.

Hey. Hey, wait a minute, fellas!

Keep going, will you? Will--

Waiter-- Waiter, give the fellow champagne.

Lots of champagne, will you?

That's what we want.

Yes, sir. Yes, sir.

Anything special you'd like to hear,

Mr. Hart?

Uh... Yeah, play, uh...

No, no, better not play that.

Play anything. Anything at all, fellas,

Just so it's Rodgers and Hart. Heh.

Ha ha ha!

Number 16, boys. 16. Here we go.

♪ Blue moon ♪

♪ You saw me Standing alone ♪

♪ Without a dream In my heart ♪

♪ Without a love Of my own ♪

♪ Blue moon ♪

♪ You knew just what I was there for ♪

♪ You heard me saying A prayer for ♪

♪ Someone I really Could care for ♪

♪ And then there suddenly Appeared before me ♪

♪ The only one my arms Could ever hold ♪

♪ I heard somebody whisper, "Please adore me" ♪

♪ And when I looked, The moon had turned ♪

♪ To gold ♪

♪ Blue moon ♪

♪ Now I'm no longer alone ♪

♪ Without a dream In my heart ♪

♪ Without a love Of my own ♪

♪ Blue ♪

♪ Moon ♪

In spite of everything,

we made quite a few pictures in Hollywood,

and the years slipped pleasantly by.

But when we were asked to do a Broadway show,

We decided that change would be good,

and so we started east.

When Dorothy and I left New York,

we were a family of 2--

2 adults.

But when we returned, we were a family of 4--

2 adults and 2 children.

'Board!

I beg your pardon.

We were a family of 5-- 2 adults...

And 3 children.

Whew!

Well?

Ah, they're great, Larry.

5 of the best lyrics you've ever done.

Thanks, baby.

Don't forget, we start rehearsing Monday,

and you still haven't written anything

for the love song.

Don't worry. You'll get it.

Come in.

Chicago in 20 minutes, gentlemen.

All right.

We're going to go over to the hotel

and freshen up. Coming along?

Thanks very much,

but there are a couple of places I'd like to see.

Ok. But don't forget

the Century leaves at 4:00,

and it doesn't wait.

Don't worry. I'll be there.

You're sure?

You can count on me.

You can't count on him, Dick!

For weeks, he's been promising us

the lyrics for the love song.

And if we don't get them, we have no love song.

And if we have no love song, we have--

We have no show. Yes, yes. I know.

Oh, how can he act this way?

Oh, I'm worried, Eddie.

This time, I'm really worried.

I'd go after him myself, but...

I have to stay with the show.

Of course you do.

Even If I caught up with him,

I don't know how much good it would do.

He's taken an awful lot of sermons from me.

But we got to get him back.

Look, Dick, you know how much

I love the little guy.

Why don't you let me take a crack at it?

Will you?

You know I will.

But Larry couldn't be

located anywhere.

Confused and dispirited,

among strange people and strange places,

he was just a lost guy, and no one could help him.

He had to find his way back alone.

Warm for spring, isn't it?

Nice breeze, though.

It's a lovely night, with the stars and all.

So I hear.

Wait a minute.

♪ Spring is here ♪

Spring is here.

♪ Why doesn't the breeze Delight me ♪

Why doesn't the breeze delight me?

♪ Stars appear ♪

Stars appear.

♪ Why doesn't The night invite me? ♪

Why doesn't the night invite me?

♪ Maybe it's because ♪

Maybe it's because

♪ Nobody loves me ♪

Nobody loves me.

♪ Spring is here ♪

Spring is here...

♪ I hear ♪ I hear.

Taxi!

Taxi.

Yeah... yeah, taxi! Of course, taxi!

Uh--

See you later, baby. Take care.

Here. If you don't like it,

trade it in on a lawn mower.

Hey, where are you going?

I got to see somebody. Airport, driver.

There you are.

Thank you. Thank you.

Hey! How about coming down here

and helping a fellow, huh?

Uncle Larry!

Larry!

Hello, Linda.

Linda, darling-- Mary.

Hi there, Larry!

It's so good to see you!

Hello, Dorothy.

What are those? Presents?

Yes, they are.

Oh, boy!

The purple one and the blue one is for you.

All right, sweetheart. Don't I get a kiss?

All right. This is for you, too, Dorothy.

Thank you, Linda.

This is, of course, for you, Dick.

Well, thank you, Mr. Hart.

Mr. Rodgers, Mrs.--

Oh, Larry, you look tired.

Tired? Me? Don't be silly.

Well, I am.

Let's go over and sit on the terrace.

Us, too?

No, Mary, not us two. Us 3.

You two take your presents,

say thank you, and go play.

Thank you, Uncle Larry!

All right, darlings.

Oh, Larry, it's good to see you.

Good to see you, too, darling.

This is very nice. I like this.

I even like the... The grass and the trees.

Well, why don't you try it for a while?

Yes, Larry, why don't you? why don't you stay?

I'd like to very much. I'd like to.

Well, Mr. Hart, tell us where you've been.

To a couple of more places.

Would you like something to eat

or something to drink?

No. No, Thank you. I'd just like to...

Sit here and look at you and the children

And... And this place.

The air here is so wonderful.

Coffee, darling?

Thanks.

Remember Peggy?

Peggy?

Yeah.

I hear she hasn't been doing so well.

Do you think I ought to try and help her?

If it would help you.

Probably won't.

Nothing seems to add up.

Oh, I'm not kidding myself.

Peggy isn't real anymore.

She's a symbol...

A symbol of failure. Along line of failures.

What failures?

Stop talking that way, Larry.

It's the truth.

I-I've done all right with my work, yes,

but I've failed in everything else--

Everything.

Don't ask me why.

I don't know why.

I'm on a constant merry-go-round,

and that's no good, baby.

Let's face it--

Maybe Mr. Hart's lyrics are a hit,

But... Mr. Hart's life is a flop.

Don't you know?

You're one of the sweetest,

most generous,

talented men in the world?

Look, Larry, why don't you

stay here with us-- Close--

And start working again?

Dick has a play lined up with Gene Kelly.

He needs you.

I know, baby, but I--

You're confused, darling,

And it takes time.

But, Larry, you can't let yourself go like this.

You must go on with your work.

It's too important.

Stay here and... Go back to work?

Ok, baby. I'll try.

I'll start trying right now... And thanks.

Congratulations, Larry!

The show was terrific!

Hello, Larry! Darling!

You were wonderful! Just great.

Thanks a million! Oh, thanks. Where's Dick?

He's right over there.

Superb performance, Mr. Hart!

I'm so proud of you.

Oh, Vera! Vera, I can't tell you

How wonderful you were.

Thank you! Thanks very much!

Larry!

Larry! Please!

Somebody call a doctor!

Call a doctor, somebody!

Call a doctor!

Somebody call a doctor!

Months later,

Larry was still very ill.

During those months, we had completed

a revival of A Connecticut Yankee.

To do it, Larry had to call on his last reserves,

and by opening night, his condition was desperate.

Dick, can I go with you?

You've heard most of the songs before.

And my singing

won't make you feel any better.

I'll come back after each number--

Tell you everything.

Here, Larry.

What is it?

Take it, and when you wake up,

You'll have a big hit.

Mr. Hart.

Mr. Rodgers.

I got to... Get to the theater.

I got to get to the theater...

The theater.

Taxi, Mister? Hey, mister, taxi?

Martin Beck Theatre, please.

Ok.

♪ I never lived at all ♪

♪ Until the thrill ♪

♪ Of that moment ♪

♪ When my heart ♪

♪ Stood still ♪

♪ When my heart... ♪

♪ I never lived at all ♪

What happened? Get a Doctor!

Hurry, hurry! Get a doctor! Get a doctor!

Some time later,

before a packed audience,

the greatest figures in show business

joined in paying tribute

to the memory of the little guy

who thought that he was all alone.

Ladies and gentlemen,

I am one of hundreds of people in the theater,

in pictures, and on the radio

who has had the happy experience of

being in a Rodgers and Hart show.

And it was a happy experience because, as show people,

we respected and admired them for what they were doing.

Larry's lyrics were gay and clever and witty,

but in them all was the note of sadness.

They were, and are, and will be a source of

beauty and pleasure to millions of people.

Among the best-loved of Larry's lyrics are these

that Perry Como sings for us tonight--

With A Song In My Heart.

♪ With a song in my heart ♪

♪ I behold your adorable face ♪

♪ With a song at the start ♪

♪ But it soon is a hymn to your grace ♪

♪ When the music swells ♪

♪ I'm touching Your hand... ♪

♪ We'll have Manhattan ♪

♪ The Bronx and Staten Island, too ♪

♪ It's lovely Going through ♪

♪ The 200... ♪

♪ Where's that rainbow You hear about? ♪

♪ Where's that lining They cheer about? ♪

♪ Thou swell ♪

♪ Thou witty ♪

♪ Thou sweet ♪

♪ Thou grand ♪

♪ Wouldst kiss me pretty? ♪

♪ Wouldst hold my hand? ♪

♪ I like the free, Fresh wind in my hair ♪

♪ Life without care ♪

♪ I'm broke, That's oke... ♪

♪ The pulled-out fur Of cat and cur ♪

♪ The fine mismating Of a him and her ♪

♪ We've learned our lesson And we wish we were ♪

♪ In love again ♪

♪ But I always knew ♪

♪ But I always knew ♪

♪ I would Live life through ♪

♪ I would Live life through ♪

♪ With a song in my heart ♪

♪ For ♪

♪ You ♪

♪ With a song ♪

♪ In my heart ♪

♪ For you ♪

♪ With a song in my heart ♪

♪ Ahh ♪