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Hello, Mac.

Hello, Step. Great fight tonight.

Did you like it? Great.

The boys are waiting for you.

Hello, Bill. How are you?

Hiya, Frank.

Hello, you all. Mac, my boy, I'm proud of you.

Hello, Mac.

That was some fight you put up there.

Did you like it? I'll say I did.

Mountains snap their fingers at times since this old world began.

But they're mole hills compared to the mountains you'll climb

when a gal cares for a man.

Rivers have been flowing for years,

part of the mighty plan.

But they're ripples compared to the river of tears

when a gal weeps for a man.

Beggar or millionaire

crooked or on the square

Mansion or furnished room, she doesn't care

when a woman loves a man.

Sharing his pain and ills

both going through the mill

Just being miserable gives her a thrill

when a woman loves a man.

He may be conceited, a weakling who cheated

But still one woman in town

can't help but feel that some day he'll settle down.

When you pile up your seven seas

mountains and rocks and trees

and you're up against a thing stronger than these

when a woman loves a man.

Beggar or millionaire

crooked or on the square

Hello, Lil. Mansion or furnished room, she doesn't care

when a woman loves a man.

Sharing his pain and ills

both going through the mill

See you later, sweetheart. Okay, honey, I'll be right here.

... When a woman loves a man... Okay? Don't forget.

He may be conceited, a weakling who's cheated

But still one woman in town

can't help but feel that some day he'll settle down.

Pile up the seven seas

mountains, rocks and trees

you're up against a thing stronger than these

When a woman loves a man.

Crooked or on the square

Mansion or furnished room, she doesn't care

when a woman loves a man.

Pooh-pooh-pa-dooh.

Furnished ah...

room with a...

just being satisfied knowing...

when a woman loves a man.

Pooh-pooh-pa-dooh.

...a weakling who cheated

but still one woman in town

can't help but feel that someday

he'll settle down, pooh-pooh-pa-doo...

Pile up the seven seas

... rocks and trees

and you're up against a thing stronger than these

when a woman pooh-pooh-pa-dooh.

Doesn't your elbow ever get tired?

I'm giving a party.

A party?

To whom?

To me. I just canned my manager. I'm looking for another one.

Do you know one?

Keep training on that and you wouldn't need a manager.

Well, I certainly don't need one around here.

These heels in this town won't fight me.

I got 'em scared.

I'm gonna leave this bird flat on its so and so.

Going away?

Why not? An outsider's got no chance around here.

You couldn't break into a fight game with a crowbar.

They got it all sewed up.

It's a racket.

So is tennis.

But you got to be sober to play it.

Liquor never hurt my old man.

He's been drinking all his life and he's 80 years old.

Wait. It'll get him.

Well, as far as I'm concerned, you can have me right now.

I'll be sorry to see you go, Jerry.

Yeah?

You're a funny girl, Fannie.

I gotta be. That's how I make my living.

No. I mean you pass up these other mugs around here

and come over and sit down with me.

Why?

I don't know.

Maybe it's because you seem kinda lonesome.

And I've taken you for a square shooter.

And then again maybe it's because sometimes

you seem like a little boy.

You know, Fannie...

when you ain't clownin'

You ain't bad lookin'.

Honest? Hey, Fannie.

I got some friends here I want you to meet.

By and by, Mac. But I want you to meet 'em now.

Oh, I'm having too good a time right here.

Aw, come on. Scram!

You slug nutty ape, don't tell me to scram.

Well, then, amscray!

Oh, Mac, what's the matter with you?

You're acting like a little baby.

Certainly.

Who do you think you...

Who do you think you are, anyway?

I'll show you who I am.

Sit down, Mac.

Sit down. This guy don't like the way I talk.

He wants to know who I am.

All right, Mac, all right.

Listen, honey,

you're too big a guy to hit anyone outside the ring.

Why, a great fighter like you don't start brawls in a café.

Besides, you have your reputation to consider.

Yeah, I guess you're right, Lil. I gotta think about my reputation.

But somebody better tip that ape off who I am.

You know it's lucky for that cheese champ I didn't take a pump at him.

He's got all the luck. Ain't it the truth?

Better get ready for your next number, Fannie.

I'm coming right along, Step. Stick around, I'll be back.

Say, listen. Lay off those window washers.

Those pooh-pooh-padooh- pooh-poops.

If anyone said that to me I'd turn on him like a flash.

I looked him right in the eye and told the big Bozo

if he didn't marry me I'd shoot myself.

And what did he say?

You should have seen his face

when he begged me for time to think it over.

I told him he had to make up his mind

and let me know by tonight.

Yeah?

Sure.

Come in.

Package for you, Miss Wilson.

Thanks.

It's from him.

A wedding present.

Ain't it exciting?

Well, I never could say he wasn't liberal.

A gun!

Well, of all the dirty low-down tricks.

Somebody sent you a present?

He must think a lot of you.

The dirty tramp.

What do you want to call him names for?

He figured a poor little innocent girl like you needed something for protection.

Oh, yeah?

It ain't his fault if it came five years too late.

Oh, you think you're funny, don't you?

That's McCloskey, he's always butting in here.

I don't want to see that pest.

Fannie, if you're not in, why don't you say so?

I'm not in. Oh, your brother.

Yeah, that bright young lawyer.

Are you decent?

Where's Fannie? Fannie, congratulations.

Congratulations, thanks. Congratulations, thank you.

I won, I won, Fannie.

Verdict for the plaintiff on a fifty-fifty basis, and I get half.

Half! The jury just brought it in.

I wanted you to be the first to hear it.

You mean you won a case? My first first important litigation.

Didn't I tell you, Fannie, I couldn't lose?

Not under section 346 of our Code.

The minute I said it to the judge, he said to me, Harry, my boy...

I beg your pardon?

What kind of a case was it? Oh, damages.

Damages for difammation of my client's character.

Two hundred thousand dollars, I sued for.

How much was the verdict?

From 3 o'clock till just now the jury was out deliberating.

Tomorrow you'll see it in all the papers.

I gave all the reporters a copy of my speech.

You think I'm a fool? Yeah, but how much was the verdict?

Of course, I could have sued under Section 541

but I picked Section 346 because it also provided for putative damages

Smart, ain't it? Harry, how much?

Fannie, don't be so mercenary.

I'm telling you, I won my first big case.

Think of the glory when you see... Never mind the glory.

What I want to know is how much did you win?

Well, the verdict was for 6 cents. Six c...

Yeah, but the very fact that the verdict was in my favor

definitely makes it... Six cents.

And you get half.

Three cents.

What's the matter with you there?

Well, now you can buy an envelope

and a two-cent stamp

and you can write home and tell Mama.

And for that I paid three years in Law School,

two years' office rent.

He had to be a lawyer.

Nothing else would do. A lawyer he had to be.

(IN YIDDISH)

That's all right, Fannie. You'll get it all back someday.

Yeah, three cents.

Now that I've broken the ice you can never can tell what's going to happen.

What's this?

Under Section 729 it's a felony to possess a deadly weapon.

Oh, a guy sent it to me.

If he meant it as an insult I think you've got a very good suit under Section...

819, yes, 819.

Yeah, well I'll sue him for worse than that if he don't marry me.

Say, breech of promise is a good case, too.

I'll tell you what I'll do.

I'll take your case fifty-fifty and believe me,

you couldn't do better no place... Second number Fannie. Okay.

...because I know all the judges and if you listen to me

I could get you at least... Six cents!

Please, Fannie, who's asking you?

I had a similar case once with Mathilda Levcovitch

Her uncle M. Levcovitch came to me

and told me that Montgomery Levcovitch said to her...

Listen, Miss Ritz,

I didn't ask you to come to my table

just to hear myself talk. Get me?

Hey, if you wanna hold hands with somebody, I'd be delighted.

Sit down, Jerry. Relax.

Mac's only clowning.

If you got any complaints to make

we got a special department for them.

Stay right here. I'm gonna go change.

Take my advice. Don't even shake hands with him.

Unless you shake both of them.

Go to your rooms. There's a fight!

What's going on here? Who's fighting?

Hey, what's the matter? Cut out your shoving.

Who's shoving? You're shoving me I'm not shoving you.

Aw, that's a lie, cut it out, that's all. I'm a lawyer, I can...

Bring him in here.

All you girls go to your rooms.

I'll need witnesses.

Get names and addresses. Everyone who saw the assault.

You understand?

What are you standing here like dummies?

I'm telling you I need witnesses. Go out and get witnesses...

What's the matter with you? Standing and looking here.

Well, you finally got a fight.

I'd like to see this guy fight when he isn't drunk.

Maybe when he isn't drunk he wouldn't fight.

This guy's got a real wallop. Yes?

He fought McCloskey once. Is that possible?

Did I kill him? Not yet.

He's still breathing a little.

What hospital did they take him to? I always send him flowers.

Well, this time you won't have to bother.

Are you all right, kid?

All right? He never touched me.

How could you say such a thing, "he never touched me."

Why, it was a malicious unprovoked assault.

For nothing, for nothing at all a guy jumps up and he hits you.

He did not, I hit him first.

Oh, you, you, you... you shlemiel...

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

He hit you first. Oh, go on, I hit him first.

Fannie. If my brother says he hit you first, he hit you first.

Yeah? It's a clear case of assault and battery.

Well he couldn't do nothing to me for it, could he?

I'm gonna sue him. You are? Yes, damages.

Heavy damages.

And I think under Section 952

I might even make it with intent to kill. But I didn't intend to kil him.

No, he hit you with intent to kill. He did not, I hit him.

My brother says he hit you with intent to kill.

And if my brother says he hit you with intent to kill

You're already dead.

I'll kill him if I ever get him in a ring.

He might at that.

Say, kid, who's your manager?

I ain't got any, but all I need is a good manager...

But you got a good lawyer. Sure, you got a good lawyer.

Step, you really think the kid's got it? Sure looked it out there.

You say he did have a wallop, didn't he?

Wallop? Say, when he landed that right to McCloskey's jaw

it looked like curtains for McCloskey.

You want a manager? You've got a manager.

Yeah, where is he? Him.

I, I, I, I'm a lawyer. No, you're a manager.

Harry, don't argue with me, I've had an idea.

Don't get me angry, listen, I'm telling you, you're a...

Harry, you're a manager.

All right, I'm a manager.

So, all right.

One, two.

One, two.

One, two.

One, two.

One, two.

One, two.

One, two.

One, two. One, two. Fannie.

What? Please, come quick.

I want to talk to you very privately.

One, two.

One, two. One, two...

Fannie, it'a a calamity.

It's worse, it's a catastrophe.

It's, it's, it's terrible.

Here, look for yourself.

Read there.

The second preliminary on tomorrow night's card

is a four-round bop between Slug McNut and Jerry Moore.

How Moore got on the card at all is a mystery.

He hails from Racine, Wisconsin, where he has a record of four fights.

He won the technical decision over Sandy Brown.

Read, read. read further.

He won the technical decision over Sandy Brown by claiming a foul.

His second fight was with Cocky Wexler.

He dropped to his back in the second round

and again claimed a foul but the referee counted him out.

Next he was matched up against Dopey Dwyer

Again he dropped to his back in the first round

but was saved by the bell at the count of eight.

He failed to come back for the second round

claiming he had been doped.

His last fight in Racine was with Lefty Schnitzler

Lefty landed a light left hook to the stomach

and Moore promptly dropped on his back.

Instead of counting him out,

the referee picked him up and rushed him out of the ring

to save him from mob violence.

That was the last scene of him in Racine.

Here is one guy that you can't knock off his back.

He's a dog.

He's a lay-down dog.

Maybe it ain't as bad as it sounds. Let's look.

Fannie!

He's still on his back.

On his back?

Would you like a pillow?

Look. The cord broke.

Look, the cord broke!

Get off your back, you turtle.

I gotta lie down once in a while.

Once in a while? With him it's a habit.

Get up on those round heels.

Let me rest. That's a tough guy I'm up against tomorrow night.

Yeah?

Well, read that.

If I'm not asking too much, would you mind sitting up?

Them newspaper guys has always been sore at me.

Yeah, you and Peggy Joyce.

Who's she?

Listen,

I had to flip that matchmaker 200 dollars to get you into this fight.

I did it because I thought you could scrap

and I wanted to give you a chance.

I spent 15 hundred dollars training you.

Why, this stuff alone cost me $920.

And it wouldn't bring $150 in a foresale.

Who's asking you? I made a statement.

Why didn't you tell me you had sleeping sickness?

I tell you it was the booze that made him fight in the café.

He's a booze fighter.

Hey, pipe down, sawyer.

Sawyer? I don't even know him.

Tomorrow night you fight to win.

That's something new to you, ain't it?

What do you mean? I mean you gotta win.

But not by yelling foul the first time you're hit below the eyes.

Yeah? Yeah.

Turn out the lights, them guys wanna be alone.

Aw, pluck him, he's a ham.

Break!

Break it up!

Come on, break it.

Now listen you guys, get in here and fight.

I mean the both of you.

Get together, come on!

Say, they oughta kill that guy and his manager too.

Hey, turn on the lights.

I wanna read.

Come on, Jerry, give it to him. Go on!

Fannie, look! He's on his back!

Get off your back! Get off your back, you turtle.

Get off your back! Get up!

You heard me. Get up!

Fannie, he can fight.

Yeah, if he'll stay off his back.

Mornings, I'll be gettin' up

Mornin's I'll be settin' up

a tiny table for two.

Breakfast, I'll be making his breakfast

he'll be taking his shave and his shower.

My happy hour.

The coffee is steamin'

Oh, boy, what I'm dreamin'

while I'm cookin' breakfast

for the one I love.

My baby likes bacon

and that's what I'm bakin'

while I'm cookin' breakfast For the one I love

Our life has been so nice and chummy

right from the start

When I won his tummy

I won his heart.

My baby is happy.

No wonder I'm happy

while I'm cooking breakfast

for the one I love.

I'm bakin' that biscuit

He's willing to risk it

while I'm cookin' breakfast

for the one I love.

He's crazy for grapefruit

I'd rather have grape-nuts

While I'm cooking breakfast

For the one I love.

A plate of steaming oatmeal

Taste it! Aw, schucks!

Who the heck wants oatmeal

sprinkled with Lux?

To show that he's grateful

He eats a big plateful.

And faints right after breakfast

For the one I love.

Ah, good morning. I see you're waiting for me, as usual.

Good morning. Good morning.

Who could that be?

I don't know.

Hey, listen, you.

What's the idea of attaching my share of the game on the Merillo fight tonight?

You've been tailing me long enough with that joke suit of yours.

Joke? I'm laughing to you.

Oh, I'm wise to you. You're trying to get my goat.

Goat? I don't want your goat. I want damages.

He wouldn't have gone to court.

It's all your doing, you cheap little scheister.

Scheister? I warn you under Section 541, difammation of character.

I oughta take a smack at you.

Look out. Section 428 provides and now I am under Section 513.

With glasses on. Come on, touch me, touch me.

I'm gonna tear you apart. Wait a minute!

Tear me apart. As if I was afraid.

You ain't gonna tear nobody apart.

Oh, no? Who's gonna stop me?

Who do you think?

Wait.

Don't fight here. Fight in the ring.

Where you get paid for it.

I'd like to get that Bozo in the ring.

Well, that could be arranged.

What I want is this attachment off.

When I fight I don't want nothing bothering me.

Oh, you want to settle out of court.

Well, that could be arranged amicably or legally.

What's your proposition?

What right have you to attach my dough?

Because under Section 1122... Harry, will you stop talking in sections.

Tell him what we want.

Mr McCloskey...

If you will agree to give my client a match

my client will agree to withdraw the suit.

Fight him? With pleasure.

All right. Then I'll send you up the papers tomorrow to sign.

Then I'll witdraw the suit and remove the attachment.

Okay.

Say, if he can sue me for what I did to him in the café

they can send me to the chair for what I'll do to him in the ring

A laughing hiena.

Hey, is that guy laughing at me?

Let him laugh.

He's so dumb he don't know that he who laughs last

lasts laugh... laughs...

last laugh...

You know the one I mean.

The one about laughin'.

Yeah. Yeah.

Didn't I tell you I'd get you your first big chance?

Yeah. You see how it worked?

Maybe I didn't send you through Law School for nothing.

And he can't back out.

Because under Section 296 a verbal agreement...

Is not worth the paper it's written on.

Fannie, how could you say a thing... Eat, eat, eat.

All right, I'll eat.

Thank you.

But anyhow I'm the one that put it over, you must admit this.

You put it over? Oh, Harry, how can you say that?

I'm not saying... Now, listen, Harry.

You know it was me that winked at you. I admit that you winked...

You never would have thought of it.

Now, Harry, listen, they were gonna fight and I said...

don't fight here, go fight in a ring. Yes.

Yes, you said that. I give in to you there...

Listen, Harry, give me credit.

I'm giving you credit... Harry, I put it over.

You put it over? Yeah.

All right, you put it over.

Am I saying anything? Eat.

So I'll eat.

But... You put it over.

McCloskey shoots the right across to Jerry's chin, just missed...

Jerry folds up after that one. I don't blame him.

They clinch. Moore ties up another cut coming out.

It makes McClosky sore

and he tears after Jerry shooting right and left to the body.

It's beginning to look like a fight.

Moore is sure taking them, McCloskey leads again...

Jerry is recovering as we go...

He shoots the right across to McCloskey's chin, no harm done...

This boy is tough!

Jerry is wide open and is jolted by a terrific left hook

that sent him to his heels.

McCloskey aims right at the jaw...

Moore is dragging McCloskey to the right

and a left to the stomach

Moore holding on for dear life...

There goes the bell saving Mr Jerry Moore at the end of the second round.

Stand by, ladies and gentlemen for the third round.

Well, Fannie, where do you want the body sent?

I don't know where Mac lives.

I'll have it sent to your house. Oh, yeah?

Yes. Listen, you haven't been getting away with this either.

Who do you think you are? You and your wisecracks.

Cut the argument here. Fannie, you're on.

Yeah? Well not for a long time.

There goes the bell for the third round.

McCloskey dashes out of his corner

Moore meets him halfway

They spar around, both looking for an opening

Moore leads with a left to the head, not much steam behind his punches...

McCloskey counters with a left jab

trying to get set with that deadly right

He lets it go and it lands on the point of Jerry Moore's chin.

Fannie, that's enough, you gotta go. Not now, just a minute...

Go ahead, we'll call you when he's knocked down.

Oh, yeah? Who says he's gonna be knocked down?

I'll be here when you're finished! You think I'm afraid?

Otto Kahn, the big millionaire

is a man who's crazy for art.

Singing Slovaks, Greeks and Romanians

look to him for their stunts.

Gaze upon a dainty vocalist

with artistic temperament

and to think that great philanthropist

he wouldn't even give me a cent.

Is there something the matter with Otto Kahn,

or something the matter with me?

I wrote a note and I told him what a hit I would make

He sent it back and marked it opened up by mistake.

Why, I'd even get fatter for Otto Kahn

as all prima donnas must be.

I met Galla Hershey and I trilled like a bird

She handed me a razor without saying a word.

And if my high C won't hand over a thrill

I think my tra-la-la-la will.

And the words that I bring

and the song that I sing

is a song of a heart

that's free.

And the words that I bring

and the song that I sing

is a song of a heart

that's free.

McCloskey's still at the peek

Morris is using his famed left trying a little scientific punch in this round.

McCloskey is wise to this and he wants to deliver that one too.

They shoot left and right

both boys gather at the center of the ring,

the referee warns the boys

McCloskey shoots a terrific right

and he missed. He's punched but he's missin'!

Yeah, but I'll stuff you one, and I won't miss.

You'll do what?

You heard me. Listen now, you...

One, two, three, four, five

six, seven, eight, nine

Ten! McCloskey is out!

And so is this vile friend.

My Jerry won! My Jerry won!

Jerry won!

Jerry won!

Oh, Hello, Jerry. Hello, Step.

Great stuff. Thanks.

There's a table down at the club. Thanks.

Congratulations, Jerry. Congratulations, champ.

Hello, Ned.

Gee, you look swell. Thanks.

Say, I rented this.

Hello, Jerry. Some wallop. Hello.

Your right's a forker See you later, Jerry. Thanks.

The coffee is steamin'

Oh, boy, what I'm dreamin'

While I'm cooking breakfast, breakfast

For the one I love.

Now, my baby likes bacon

so it's bacon I'm makin'

While I'm cookin', cookin' breakfast

For the one I love.

My baby is happy, happy

No wonder I'm happy.

While I'm cookin' breakfast

For the one I love.

Come to me, ye dancing fools

Throw away your golden rules

lovely ladies down in Hades

Satan will be waiting with the pleasure you crave

Satisfy your appetites

with a thousand wild delights

Earthly troubles fade like bubbles

when you let the devil show you how to behave

Don't be frightened

and don't believe in Mr Devil's lies

Hallelujah

The Lord is waiting

in the golden skies

So, throw up your hands

sing out your souls

and send the devil where he belongs

kicking a hole in the sky.

Laugh at the rain laugh at the snow

up on your heels, down on your toes

kicking a hole in the sky

Laugh at your pains, laugh at your blues

we'll have the rainbows coming in twos

Kicking a hole in the sky.

Sing Hosannah

when you're upset and cursing

and sing, sing Hosannah

and don't forget God's children

but sing on

This war you won't and that war you can

and we're warned the times are heavenly sent

Kicking a hole in the...

Let the devil shovel his hole in...

He can never gather your soul in...

if you'll all just kick him a hole

in the sky.

Well, you came through.

Gee, I'm proud of you.

Are you?

So am I.

I'll see you in the dressing room after the next song.

All right.

Hello, Lil. Hello, Jerry.

I just came over to tell you how happy I am.

Yeah?

It's time somebody licked that big bag of wind.

And I'm tickled to death it was you that done it.

What?

I know you're surprised my talking this way.

But I've been rooting for you.

Yes, I have.

Ever since that night he talked to you when you were drinking.

Do you remember how I dragged him away?

But I thought you was... I know.

You thought I was sweet on him.

Say... why, I couldn't fall for that guy.

I have to be nice to him.

You know, he's a big spender here.

You understand.

Don't you, Jerry?

Oh, sure, sure, I understand.

I'm giving a little party up at the house tonight.

I'd sure like to have you come up.

Fannie kind of expects me to be with her...

I know, but you're entitled to some fun.

I'm just crazy to have you.

Won't you, Jerry?

Please.

Well, er... er...

But I gotta give credit, where credit is due,

and Jerry deserves an awful lot of credit

because he followed my instructions to the letter.

If prize fighters would only realize what a good lawyer could do for them

Yessir, every paper that he signed was legally 100% correct.

And if you girls don't think I'm gonna make him the world's champion...

you're even dumber than I thought you were.

You're gonna make him the world's champion.

Well, that is, of course, provided he doesn't lose his head.

You mean, if he doesn't lose my head.

Maybe.

And besides being a great fighter

you'd be handsome if it wasn't for that nose.

What's the matter with my nose?

Jerry, why don't you have it fixed? Hm?

You'd look swell.

Honest you would. Aw, you're kidding me.

No, I'm on the level.

The one consuming passion of my life

is not to play a fiddle or a pipe.

I want to be a dancer my spirit fancy free

(...)

I long to be so slender and so slim.

To show my limb to him and him and him

My dress is a cocoon

If I don't breathe I'll swoon

Oh, I can't get this outfit off too soon

I'll take it off, yes I will, no I wouldn't...

Oh, it's gorgeous to be graceful

to fleet and float and fly.

to make like this and make like that

and let the evening breeze go by.

In public I'm Phoenecian

but Grecian on the sly

I bought myself a bearskin

It makes me so appealing

When I dance in my bearskin

I show a lot of feeling

Oh, it's gorgeous to be graceful

(...)

It's gorgeous to be graceful and to fleet and float and fly.

You won't disappoint me, will you, Jerry?

I'll see you later.

Come in.

Gee, Fannie, you was funny.

Did you like it, Jerry?

I like everything you do.

That dance certainly is hard work, ain't it?

It sure is.

It always tires me out. Yeah.

Guess you're pretty tired yourself.

Yeah, I am.

That was a tough scrap I had.

Would you mind very much if I didn't wait for you tonight?

If you don't want to wait, Jerry, it's all right with me.

Well, you understand...

Sure.

I understand.

Well...

Good night. Good night, Jerry.

Hey, I wonder how much it would cost to get this nose of mine fixed up.

You mean by one of those trick surgeons?

Well, I wouldn't want no carpenter doing it.

I imagine it costs plenty.

What's the use of having it fixed

when some guy will come along and unfix it?

What guy?

Say, I look like a different person.

Don't I?

I'll say so.

Didn't I tell you you'd be handsome?

You know, a lot of people is gonna be surprised when they see me, eh, Lil?

You're the only one that knows about it.

I'm gonna be awfully proud of you, Jerry.

That's why I done it.

Somebody's at the door.

Hello, Fannie. Hello, Jerry.

So this is where you've been hanging out.

So you had it fixed, eh?

I'm pretty good lookin' now, eh, Fannie?

Yeah, you'll look great steppin' into the ring.

Thanks. But when they carry you out...

Hey, listen, the Bozo don't live that can mess up my nose.

No wonder I couldn't find you for the past two weeks.

Hello, Fannie.

Oh...

You.

Swell apartment.

Swell nose.

Swell dame.

And for you a swell finish.

What do you mean?

They come and go with you, don't they?

One champ after the other.

It's a very good idea, don't you think, Fannie?

I'll give you a better idea.

You leave him alone.

He's got a career ahead of him.

And he don't need a tramp like you to ruin him.

Don't you dare call me a tramp.

You've never been anything else but a tramp.

Don't talk like that to her, Fannie.

She's gonna hear what I've gotta say and like it.

And you too, you big boob.

You weren't fooling me.

I knew you were running around with her.

But I thought you'd get wise to yourself.

Why, a blind man can see what she is.

Fannie, you got no right to talk like this.

She's heard worse than anything I've said.

Let her tell you what Mac's wife said to her when she took up with him.

Oh, go ahead, rave on. I'll do worse than rave.

No, you won't.

I won't let you. Not about my future wife.

Your what?

Sure, me and Lil's gonna get married.

Oh, that's how it is. Yes, that's how it is.

If you have anything more to tell on me

spill it right now, or shut your big mouth and get out.

So you think she's gonna marry you.

What an awakening you're gonna have.

Aw, Fannie, why can't we all be friends?

I'll always be your friend, Jerry.

And you'll keep right on being me manager.

You know you're the real manager.

Sure, I'll manage you. Anything you say.

Of course, Jerry and I always did appreciate that you were a good businesswoman.

That's what I am, a businesswoman?

That's all it's ever been with us, Jerry.

Business.

Sure, that's all.

That's all.

Mountains snap their fingers at times

since this whole world began

But they're mole hills compared

to the mountains she'll climb

when a gal cares for a man.

Rivers have been flowing for years

part of the mighty plan

But they're ripples compared

to the river of tears

when a gal weeps for a man.

Beggar or millionaire

crooked or on the square

mansion or furnished room

she doesn't care

when a woman loves a man.

Fannie certainly puts a lot of feeling into that song, don't she?

Both going through the mill...

Jerry, darling, please fasten this for me.

Just being miserable

gives her a thrill.

Thank you, honey.

When a woman loves a man.

He may be conceited, a weakling who cheated

But still one woman in town

Can't help but feel that some day he'll settle down

Pile up the seven seas

mountains and rocks and trees

and you're up against a thing stronger than these

When a woman...

loves...

a man.

Oh, hello, Fannie.

Fannie, I tell you, will you laugh.

I just heard one of the funniest stories I ever heard in my life.

I don't want to hear it.

You're not acting like yourself at all, Fannie.

You haven't been for the last four weeks.

And I can't bear to see you like this.

Honest, you're making me very unhappy.

And you shouldn't do it.

Even if you've lost that prize fighter,

you've still got me.

And besides, what have you got to be unhappy about?

You've got your health, you're making good money.

You're getting offers from Broadway managers.

Why, you're a big success, Fannie.

And if you listen to me... Harry.

Yes, dear.

Will you do me a favor? Sure.

Leave me alone.

Leave you alone.

It's sad enough when a girl like you

grieves herself sick over a cheap prize fighter.

What do you see in him, anyhow?

Just answer me this, tell me. What do you see in him?

I wouldn't care if she was on the level.

But she's only a cheap gold digger.

Oh, what's the difference who takes him?

One gold digger is the same as the other.

She only wants him while he's champ.

Then she'll give him the air like she did Mac.

Oh, he'll see through her in time.

And besides, you know, we're still his manager.

Yeah.

We're still his manager.

Sure we are.

I'd almost forgotten.

Harry, I want you to do something.

I want you to arrange a return match with McCloskey.

McCloskey's in great shape. He's likely to lick him.

Do as I tell you, see McCloskey's manager.

Tell them they can have a return match, the sooner the better.

Go on, do it. Do it now.

Fannie... Oh, Harry, I know what I'm doing.

All right. Don't get excited.

I'll do it.

I've never seen anything like it in my life.

Everybody's excited around here.

Love. Crazy people.

Why, I didn't think of it before.

You're doing fine.

But what's the idea?

when you had him going, why didn't you knock him out?

I'm playing with him, I'll murder... Save your wind, save your wind.

All you have to do is use your left.

Stick the left as fast as you can and you can't lose.

If you get your left on his face... Stop talkin'.

Did I say something?

You can't lose, Mac. Go out there and sock him.

Just sock him.

Smell, smell.

Drink.

Take, take.

It's good for you.

Spit there.

Relax, will ya?

Please!

Keep your left in his face all the time.

Come on, you got him, Jerry!

That's it, that's it!

Go for the nose. One!

Go for the nose. Two!

What are you talking to him for? Did you hear me?

Go for the nose. Beat his nose, he'll try to protect it.

The nose, the beezer.

The beezer, the schnozzle...

The beezer, go for the nose.

That's it! You got him going, Mac.

That's fine! Go on!

That's it. Don't let up on him.

Go on, hit him right on the beezer.

Shut up, will ya. I know what I'm doin'.

two, three, four...

five, six, seven,

eight, nine, out.

Here, put him here, please.

I want the dope on this. Wait a minute, boys.

Please, wait a minute. Give me a chance

I'll give you all a statement as soon as I know what I'm talking about.

Wait a minute, please.

You see what you've done?

You've lost a championship for us.

What was the idea of yelling

Hit him in the nose, "Hit him in the beezer

Hit him in the schnozzle.

Because I liked his old nose better. Yeah.

Did I kill him?

Did I kill him?

You should live so long.

Fannie, tell him. Did he kill him?

What are you doing here?

I just came in to see if I could be of any help.

Yeah, a lot of help you are.

You doublecrossing...

Tipping that guy off just when I had him licked.

Oh, go on. Get out of here.

You really want me to go?

You made me lose the championship.

Fannie, what did you do it for?

I'm sorry, Jerry.

But somebody had to bring you to your senses.

A little longer and nothing could have saved you.

I couldn't stand by and see you dragged down by somebody like her.

Thanks for the tip, Fanny. But I'd have knocked him out, anyway.

Yes, you would.

Mac, what are you doing in here?

I came here to tell this this punch drunk pug

to lay off you from now on. Lillian, you're not...

Look what you did to his nose, Mac.

Well, darling, don't be long. I'll wait for you out in the car.

Right. Now get this.

If I ever catch you with Lil again I'll beat your ears off.

Are you gonna let him get away with that?

Get out of here.

You better get out before he throws you out.

Him throw me out? Ha!

Hey, what is this here?

How many times I have to tell you you shouldn't fight for nothing.

Let him fight.

Get in there, Jerry.

Use that right! Get in closer!

Sock him!

Fannie, under Section 219 you can't do a thing like that.

Never mind Section 219. Hit him in the midsection.

Go on in there, Jerry.

Go on, Jerry, you got him.

You got him, Jerry. You got him.

One,

two, three, four, five

and five are ten.

You're out.

I knew you could do it.

You can lick any guy in the world.

You mean we can.

Music hath charms

That nothing else has

Music hath charms

Though it�s classy or jazz

A symphony grand

By Schubert or Brahms

A popular band

Or a youth heath the palms

A melody in minor key

Can make the teardrops start

And then again, a glad refrain

Can cheer a lonely heart

Sweet harmony when

There's someone in your arms

Oh, baby, it's then that music

Hath charms

How do you do, ladies and gentlemen?

Permit me to introduce myself. I am Charles Irwin.

And this book is Paul Whiteman's scrapbook.

Its pages are crowded with melodies and anecdotes

which we are going to bring to life for you

by the magic of the camera.

Here we have Paul himself.

And by the way, you may be interested in knowing

how he came to be crowned the King of Jazz.

Once upon a time Paul, tiring of life in the great city, had a grand idea -

he would go big-game hunting.

No sooner said than done.

Suiting the action to the camera,

we find him a few weeks later in darkest Africa.

My Lord delivered Daniel

My Lord Delivered Daniel

My Lard delivered Daniel

Why can't he deliver me?

Ouch!

Mammy!

And that�s how Paul Whiteman was crowned the King of Jazz.

Why, here comes Paul himself.

- Hello, Charlie. - Hello, Paul.

Where's the band? Are you standing in front of them?

- Oh, the band? - Yes.

I have them right in here.

What, 40 boys in that little bag?

In the bag.

I'm really very proud of the boys.

Some of them have been in the band for a great many years.

- Mike, how long have you been in the band? - Eleven years, Mr. Whiteman.

Goldie, how long have you been in the band?

Six years, Pop.

- �Six years, Pop"? - Pop.

Been in the band so long he's commenced to look like me.

However, as I said before, I'm really very proud of the boys collectively

and I'd like to have you meet them individually.

Now that you know the boys,

I want you to meet our girls.

We call our next advertisement The Bridal Veil.

It tells the story of a little girl who finds in an old treasure chest

the laced veil that had been worn by her ancestors.

The ghost brides of all the ages pass before her

and, in fancy, the boy who was to become her future husband joins her

and they start on their honeymoon to the land of dreams.

Of course they lived happy ever after.

Kissed by faded orange blossoms

White as driven snow

Fashioned with such loving care

Long centuries ago

Worn in every generation

? By some happy bride ?

Hiding modest blushes

From the lover at her side

Dear treasure of the past

I've come for you

At last!

What are the secrets you hold

Within each delicate fold?

What tender memories

You could reveal

What dreams you seem to unfold

Of days romantic

While phantom lovers of old

Around me steal

How many hearts you have thrilled

What hopes you've wakened and filled

If you were only

To tell the tale

And how I wish that I knew

What joy or sorrow

I'll soon be finding in you

My bridal

Veil

O happy bride

When we've strewn your path with violets

Refrains of happiness

May follow evermore

In a house

Full of happy

Brides

Do you remember

The path where we met

So long ago

Ah, yes, you told me

You'd ne'er would forget

Long, long ago

Listen to the mellow chiming

Of the wedding bells

What a world of happiness

Their melody foretells

With the dawning of tomorrow

Comes our wedding day

To our land of dreams come true

We�ll soon be on our way

Their endless bliss will be

Awaiting you

And me

And how I wish that I knew

What joy or sorrow

I'll soon be finding in you

My bridal

Veil

Though you are a great, big grown-up

You are like a child to me

And somehow or other you

Make me want to mother you

Every now and then I own up

I want to take you on my knee

The hardest thing for me to do

Is to keep my hands off you

I lick-spit your tie Smooth your hair

Put things in order Here and there ?

'Cause I like

To do things for you

I like to pick the lint Off your suit

�Cause I wanna keep you Nice and cute

�Cause I like

To do things for you

There doesn't seem to be

Need for me to mention

That I'm the party who

Can give you attention

I like to tuck your shirt Adjust your hat

Poke all around you Just like that

'Cause llike

To do things for you

Hardest thing for me to do

Is to keep my hands off you

I get an awful kick simply by

Taking a cinder from your eye

'Cause I like

To do things for you

I like to mend your things Darn your clothes

Clean your ears and blow your nose

'Cause I like

To do things for you

I must, by hook or crook

Make you luck real snappy

If there�s a chance to do Things for you

I'm happy

Tear buttons off now and then

So I can sew them on again

- Forevermore! 'Cause like

To do things for you

I like to touch your hair Hold your hand

Play with your fingers

'Cause you understand

I like

To do things for you

I like to cuddle up close to you

Be Mama's baby, kitchy-coo

�Cause I � I like to do things for you

If anything I do pleases you

Don�t thank me

But when I'm bad Place me on your knee

And spank me

If you like to hold me on your lap

You just go to Mama I�m no sap

I like

To do things for you

There doesn't seem to be Need for me to mention

That you're the party who Can give us attention

I tear your buttons off now and then

So I can sew them on again

'Cause I like

To do things for

There doesn't seem to be

Need for me to mention

That I'm the party who

Can give you attention

I like to pull your shirt Toss your hat

You're acting all pushy Like a polecat

'Cause we like to do things for you

And next on the next page of the Paul Whiteman scrapbook,

you will find the first of a series of brief anecdotes.

Here's my assignment, boss.

Say, where have you been all day? This story's half an hour old.

- What's the matter? - Matter?

If we women are going to run this paper, I want speed.

And as long as I'm city editor, I've got to have news hot off the griddle!

Here you are! Forty-story building burnt to the ground!

- When did it happen? - Ten minutes ago.

That's better.

Big bank robbery. Three policemen shot.

- When did it happen? - Five minutes ago.

That's more like it.

- Woman shoots husband! - When did it happen?

Wait a minute. Listen.

That's great!

Oh, what a dance do they do

Lordy, how I�m telling you

They don't need no band

They make time by clappin' their hands

Just happy as a cow chewin' on a cud

When the darkies beat their feet On the Mississippi mud

Hey, Bing, this isn't the type of number for this kind of a production.

- What kind of production is this? - A super-super, special-special production!

Well, I guess you're right.

We should get out of the mud and reach for the higher and the finer things of life -

the silver lining and the bluebird and life and love.

I look at my doorstep I look at my doorstep

I look at the bluebirds I look at the blackbirds

I look at the good luck Look at the bad luck

I look at the good luck And the bad luck there

I never saw bluebirds Mingle with blackbirds

I never saw bluebirds Doin' things backwards

Never knew good luck Ever could perch with care

Now, I overheard

Those birdies talking today

And I know just why They're acting this way

Maybe I'd better pick up the thread of the story.

- Well, you needle it. - Okay.

First the bluebird said

We've gotta have sunny weather

So the bluebirds and the blackbirds

Got together

Then the blackbird said

Oh, we're birds of a different feather

So the bluebirds and the blackbirds

Got together

How bout

Trouble, trouble

Round my door

Blackbirds, blackbirds

By the score - Pull it up, now!

Bluebirds - Big!

Bluebirds came one day

And said, The blackbirds here

Are safe

Say, who the dickens are these revelers?

Oh, some quartet on the air. It really doesn't matter.

Why, first the

Bluebird said We gotta have sunny weather

So the bluebirds and the blackbirds Got together

Then the blackbird said �We're birds of a different feather

So the bluebirds and the bdlackbirds Got together

And when they talked it over

They let the blackbirds bring the rain - Aw, tell it.

And the bluebirds then agreed

To bring that sunshine again

For we can't have rain

Or sunshine that lasts

Forever

Whip-a-boo-boo

You can take those bluebirds Take those blackbirds

Mix 'em together You get fair weather

And that's the reason the bluebirds And the blackbirds got to...

Gather

In my imagination

I'm finding consolation

Somewhere along the Rio Grands

Sadly, I�m reminiscing

Madly, again I'm kissing

Someone along the Rio Grande

It happened in Monterey

A long time ago

I met her in Monterey

In old Mexico

Stars and steel guitars

And luscious tips as red as wine

Broke somebody�s heart

And I�m afraid that it was mine

It happened in Monterey

Without tkinking twice

I left her and threw away

The key to paradise

My indiscreet heart

Longs for the sweetheart

That I left

In old Monterey

Stars and steel guitars

And luscious tips as red as wine

Broke somebody�s heart

And I�m afraid that it was mine

My indiscreet heart

Longs for the sweetheart

It happened in Monterey

A long time ago

I met her in Monterey

In old Mexico

Stars and steel guitars

And luscious tips as red as wine

Broke somebody�s heart ?

And I�m afraid that it was mine

It happened in Monterey

Without thinking twice

I left her and threw away

The key to paradise

My indiscreet heart

Longs for the sweetheart

That I left

In old Monterey

- Now I've caught you. - But I -

So this is the way you act when I'm not around.

- Well, I - - No use in trying to explain.

- I saw you with my own eyes. - Well, why won't you let me -

I'm through!

You'll never see me again as long as you live, you brute.

Good-bye!

Well, wifey, there goes the best stenographer I ever had.

The next page in the scrapbook was inserted one day while Paul was away.

And the boys in the band prevailed upon the property man to do his stuff.

Jack White, a fellow of infinite jest,

But just a little bit nutty.

Come on there, Old Black Joe!

Yeah, Joe, come on. You'll be terrific.

Old Black Joe

Yuk-yuk-yuk-yuk-yuk-yuk!

When I was a little boy, my mother said to me -

What did your mother say to you?

When I grown up to be a big man, what do I wish to be?

What do you wish to be?

- Seven of spades? - Right!

I always wanted to be a cop or a fireman or such,

But since those days of wishin'

I've got a new ambition - What is your new ambition?

- Ace of clubs. - Right!

Oh, how I'd like to own a fish store

That's all T wish to!

A lovely fish store

Why, to all the Paddies

I'd sell them finnan haddies

To the Cohens and the Mishas

I would sell gefilte fishes

I�d put a flounder In my window each day

I�d put it on a scale And say I�m giving it away

Oh, how I'd like to own a fish store

I�m a fisherman Aren't we all?

I had a funny dream last night.

I dreamt I saw two fishes fight.

The champion was a tuna fish.

His opponent was a bass.

Before the title fight began they introduced a few.

They introduced Kid Sharkey.

Battling Whitefish.

And Piccolo Pete.

Ahh!

- Ace of clubs? - Right!

The house was packed with poor fish who paid 20 fish to get in.

And now they're madly yelling for the main fight to begin.

Everyone's excited. In the gallery, some fresh trout -

Come on, you tuna fish! Knock his teeth out now!

The champion leads his left fin. He leads it to the jaw.

He lands! The bass, he flounders.

- Catch on? - Oh, we get it, we get it.

The signal�s off. The bass went down. He can't get up.

The champ is in his glory.

And then I woke to find my dream

was only a bedtime story.

Nice, fresh halibut fish

Nice, fresh halibut fish

Lady, come down

At my least, take a peep

Only last night

They were asleep in the deep

- Want any fish, lady? - No, sir!

- Your sister want any? - No, sir!

- Well, you know that fish gives you brains. - What you eat then? Soy beans?

Ha-ha, ha-ha!

And then the war broke out!

Meeting the men and boys!

Leaving their homes and wives and sweethearts.

Men, men, men, men!

Going up and down again!

Going up and down again!

Men. Men going up and down. Going up and down.

And where were you? Where were you? And where were you?

And where were you?

Never mind me!

They got me, buddy.

- Did they really get you? - Yes, they really got me.

Well, they should've got you sooner.

But tell me your name so I can tell your poor old mother.

Why, you darned fool. My mother knows my name!

I would

Like to own a fish store

Where flying fishes play

Oh, how I'd like to own a fish store

On the road

To Mandalay

- Four of spades? - Right!

Romeo and Juliet

I�m quite sure didn't have to pet

Upon a hardwood bench In a park like this is

They had moonlight up above

And all the scenery of love

Things like that So helpful to hugs and kisses

But you and I, my dear

Need no such atmosphere

A bench in the park

Unromantic and plain

That bench in the park

Can be our lovers' lane

The glimmering light of a lamp

For a moon

A cold, dreary night

But in our heads there is June

A lone little bird

In the branches above

Is plaintively heard

Serenading his love

And what more do we need?

You and I in the dark

On a bench

In the park

A bench in the park

Unromantic and plain

That bench in the park

Can be our lovers' lane

The glimmering light of a lamp

For a moon

A cold, dreary night

But in our heads there is June

A lone little bird

In the branches above

Is plaintively heard

Serenading his love

And what more do we need?

You and I in the dark

A bench

In the park

Bum-bum bum-bum behoodoo

A lone little bird

In the branches above

Is plaintively heard

Serenading his love

And what more do we need?

You and I in the dark

On a bench

In the park

I beg your pardon, sir. Is this the place where you report a stolen automobile?

The Universal picture All Quiet on the Western Front

inspired us to produce our own little war drama,

All Noisy on the Eastern Front.

In it we hope to prove for all time that Sherman was right.

Come in!

Marie!

My big American baby!

- Cigarettes? - Have you been true to me?

Hide! Quickly!

Come in!

- Marie! - Mon capitaine!

You look so handsome!

Soap.

- Smells good. - Have you been true to me?

Hide! Quickly!

Come in!

- Marie darlin'! - Mon colonel!

Oh, girl, girl, girl, girl!

Mm-mmm!

You are my jazz baby, no?

- Look what I got for you. - Chocolate! Yum-yum-yum.

Marie, have you been true to me?

Hide!

Quickly!

Come in!

General.

Marie, have you been true to me?

Need you ask me that, baby?

The enemy is shelling the town.

We must leave immediately.

Come! My car is waiting.

Have you got any room for me?

How about me?

How 'bout me?

How about us?

No record of American music would be complete

without George Gershwin's Rhapsody in Blue,

which was written for the Whiteman Orchestra and first played in the Aeolian Hall in 1924.

The most primitive and the most modern musical elements

are combined in this rhapsody,

for jazz was born in the African jungle

to the beating of the voodoo drum.

- Oh, good evening, Mr. Kent. - Hello, Wally.

- What are you gonna have? - Oh, I don't know.

Most anything.

Thanks. What is that?

Just what you ordered - most anything.

Well, here's a go, here's a go.

You know what�s the matter with this country?

It's a tariff.

That's who.

Partly tariff and partly income tax.

Now, you take my wife.

All right. Who you gonna take?

Here's a go, here's a go, here's a go.

Wait a minute. Don't kick that dog.

That's not a dog.

It's a cat.

Well, don't - Then don't kick the cat.

- Don't you like animals? - No.

Do you like goldfish?

Goldfish? I hate 'em!

Whew. Nat so quiet. Not so quiet.

My boy, don't ever let anybody hear you talk that way.

A goldfish is one of the most faithful animals we have.

To mankind.

To the goldfish.

Would you mind if I told you a story

about two little goldfish that I once had?

No.

I bought 'em at a spawn shop.

Two little walli - walli - uh -

goldfish.

I call 'em Ella and Emma.

I brought them home and put them in a glass bowl full of water.

And I used to sit and watch them grow,

grow into women, into men -

Big fish.

Then prohibition came,

and they jumped out of the bowl onto the floor.

They used to follow me around wherever I went.

How I used to love them.

I used to come home each night

and I'd stand at the bottom of the steps

and I'd cry out,

Hello, Ella!

Hello, Emma!

And they would answer me back -

One day I'd been working very hard.

I worked so hard, I broke my shovel.

I came home, and I stood at the bottom of the steps,

and I cried out...

Hello-lo-lo-lo, Ella!

Hello, hello, Emma!

But there was no -

No -

Ella! Emma!

Emma!

A little tale we'll tell to you

About the love of someone who

They called the Ragamuffin Romeo

He'd sigh and wail, as lovers do

When thinking of his sweetie too

Poor little Ragamuffin Romeo

In dreams only they had ever met

And at dawn he'd awake

Oh, so lonely for his Juliet

And then he would take

His little sack and hit the road

A-picking rags at each abode

Poor little Ragamuffin Romeo

Happiness, he found a star to catch it

Listen now, for this is where the catch is

His lady love each night making a rag

Then he never used to be dejected

Doing what the fairy tale directed

On the wall he'd tack 'em all And for a while

He�d smile the blues away

There�ll come a day, I really feel

We 're gonna love in manner real

My little Ragamuffin Romeo

I'm always gay and never blue

I know that love will lead me to

My little Ragamuffin Romeo

Until then so happy we can be

And complaining ain�t right

Until then I promise faithfully

To see you each night

And just as true as stars above

If I should live, I need to love

My little Ragamuffin Rome -

My Ragamuffin Romeo

A good show, like a good sauce,

requires just a little dash of spice.

So we ask you to peek though this keyhole

at our next page,

and if you see anything spicy,

remember, you should never, never

peek through a keyhole.

- My husband! - Husband?

- Hide quickly! - Where?

I-In there!

Okay.

- Ah, my darling wife. - Hello, dear.

Daddy, there's a boogie man in that closet.

What did you say, dear?

There's a boogie man in that closet.

Aren't you ashamed of yourself?

A great big man like you running around scaring little children.

When you find that your mind

Keeps you worried and blue

You can always let your feet Keep your disposition sweet

I want to see what makes me

Feel the way I do-ooh

Will you kindly cast an eye On two good reasons why?

Happy feet I've got those happy feet

Give them a low-down beat

And they begin dancing

We got those 10 little tapping toes

And when they hear a tune I can't control my dancing heels

To save my soul ?

Weary blues can't get into my shoes

Because my shoes refuse To ever grow weary

I keep cheerful on an earful of music, sweet

'Cause we got Those hap-hap-happy feet

Bada-dava-da - Ah.

Happy feet, we've got those happy feet

Give them a loww-down beat And they begin dancing

We got those 10 little tapping toes

And when they hear a tune I can't control my dancing heels

To save my soul

I keep cheerful on an earful

Of music, sweet

'Cause we've got Those hap-hap-happy feet

Well done, girls. Bravo. Splendid.

- Thank you, Mr. Irwin. - You're welcome.

Say, Charlie, what's the big idea?

Don't you think I'm entitled to a little consideration?

What for, Paul? After all is said and done, it's dancing that puts a number over.

All you do is stand back there, wave a little stick, and form a background.

And what a background.

How do you know that I can't dance?

You don't mean to tell me that you're well-versed

in the intricacies of the an of Terpsichore?

No, but I can dance.

Charlie, I have a secret confession.

Ever since I've been a little fellow, I've been able to dance, oh, quite well.

Ever since I was about - oh, about so high.

Yeah, but how wide?

Ouch.

You really want to dance?

All right, Ladies and gentlemen, Mr. Paul Whiteman will now dance,

so help me, Bob.

What progress pictures have made,

from Edison's Vitascope to the talkies of today.

On the next page, we're going to take you back to the days

of the illustrated song,

when legs were limbs and lightning was considered fast.

The fights were brightly gleaming

On the Great White Way

Where there's a light For every broken heart

A lonely lad was gazing

On the scene so gay

From all the merry drunks He stood apart

A kindly faced policeman

Whistling Broadway Melody

Observed the teardrops In the laddie�s eye

Don�t bring a frown to Broadway

In a gentle tone said he

With trembling voice

The youth began to cry

Has anybody seen our Nellie?

She's somewhere on the Great White Way

Perhaps, dare to tell

There's same city swell

Who ain�t doing right

Tonight by our Nell

She�s just a child

A little wild

But then she's just a kid

Some villain may lead her astray

Ah, heaven forbid

Ana, if you see our darling Nellie

Please send her back

To Shamokin, PA

Has anybody seen our Nellie?

She's somewhere on the Great White Way

The Great White Way

Perhaps, dare to tell

There's same city swell

Who ain�t doing right

Tonight by our Nell

Now, all together, please!

Once again!

She's just a child, a little wild

But then she's just a kid

Some villain may lead her astray

Ah, heaven forbid

Ana, if you see our darling Nellie

Please send her back

To Shamokin, PA

Shamokin, PA

Wake from your sleep

All you weary ones

Who are weary

Of the night

Look to the east

All you dreary ones

Who are waiting

For the light

Dawn is breaking

And a new day is born

The world is singing

The song of the dawn

Birds are waking

Hear them welcome the mam

They�re sweetly singing

The song of the dawn

Yesterday the skies were gray

Look, this morning they�re blue

The smiling sun tells everyone

Come and start life anew

Sing hallelujah

For the dark night is gone

The world is singing

The song of the dawn

Dawn is breaking

And a new day is born

The world is singing

The song of the dawn

Birds are waking

Hear them welcome the mam

? They�re sweetly singing

The song of the dawn

Yesterday the skies were gray

Look, this morning they�re blue

The smiling sun tells everyone

Come and start life anew

Sing hallelujah

For the dark night is gone

The world is singing

The song of the dawn

Dawn is breaking

And the dark night is gone

The world is singing

The song of the dawn

America is a melting pot of music,

wherein the melodies of all nations

are fused into one great new rhythm -

jazz!

Do you ken John Peel With his coat so gray?

Do you ken John Peel At the break of day?

Do you ken John Peel When he's far, far away?

With his hounds and his horn In the morning

Do you ken John Peel With his coat so gray?

Do you ken John Peel At the break of day?

Do you ken John Peel When he's far, far away?

With his hounds and his horn In the morning

If a body meets a body

Coming through the rye

If a body

Kiss a body

Need a body cry?

Angels fold their wings and rest

In that Eden of the west

Beauty�s home Killarney

Ever fair

Killarney

Hallelujah

For the dark night is gone

The world is singing

The song of the dawn