Original subtitles

[♪♪♪♪♪]

[BELL TOLLS]

The plane! The plane!

[WOMEN GIGGLING]

-Good morning, boss. -Good morning, Tattoo.

[WOMEN GIGGLING]

Smiles, everyone! Smiles!

[♪♪♪♪♪]

TATTOO: Boss, is that man running for office or what?

MR. ROARKE: Uh, no, Tattoo. As a matter of fact,

he's a professional piano player from Tucumcari, New Mexico.

Oh, I get it. He wants to be Liberace.

Hardly, Tattoo. No, Mr. Dan O'Dwyer

wants to go back to New York City

in the year 1917 when his grandfather

was one of the many songwriters who had studios

on 46th Street, better known as Tin Pan Alley.

-TATTOO: What's his fantasy? -ROARKE: Mr. O'Dwyer's fantasy

is to find his grandfather's unpublished songs,

bring them back with him now, and publish them.

If-- If indeed his grandfather actually wrote them.

TATTOO: Boss, that's Andrea Skyler.

You cannot let her stay here.

Soon she will be breaking hearts and breaking marriages.

Eh, Tattoo, Tattoo, that's Ms. Gina Edwards, the actress.

Andrea Skyler is just the character she plays

-in the soap opera. -I know, boss.

Who is she with?

ROARKE: Mr. Jeff Harrison, her husband.

The director of the soap opera in which Ms. Edwards stars.

When the rest of the cast and crew arrives,

they will be filming outdoor sequences for their show.

Ms. Edwards is also here because she has a fantasy.

TATTOO: A successful lady like her?

She's a very frightened lady, Tattoo.

You see, she believes that the evil character

she portrays has literally come to life.

You might say her fantasy is to be rid of the fear that...

she's losing her mind.

My dear guests, I am Mr. Roarke, your host.

Welcome to Fantasy Island.

[♪♪♪♪♪]

DAN: This song fragment was one of several I found

in a trunk in my grandmother's attic after she died.

Maybe he only wrote short songs.

-[LAUGHING] -Yes.

Or maybe he didn't write them at all.

Eh, these news clippings are about plagiarism suits

filed against your grandfather, Mr. Jeremy Todd.

Eh, sour grapes, Mr. Roarke.

Even his friend, George M. Cohan said Grandfather was a genius.

A lot of people were just plain old jealous of him.

Perhaps. Oh, I see he was about your age

when he left his wife and two children in Wisconsin

to go to Broadway where his Irish charm

quickly established him as quite a ladies man, huh?

[CHUCKLING]

Yes. Also Mr. O'Dwyer,

you may become very fond of him.

And I remind you that Mr. Jeremy Todd

was killed in action in World War I.

I can handle it, Mr. Roarke.

Very well. Whatever happens, you cannot let him

or anyone else know who you really are

nor can you warn him about his impending death.

If you do, your fantasy will end immediately.

I don't see a problem.

All right.

Then, Mr. O'Dwyer,

think of those days long ago.

[PLAYS PIANO]

New York City, 1917.

Imagine 46th Street, Tin Pan Alley.

It's a beautiful sun-spangled day in April.

Inside every store front shop,

songwriters sat at their pianos

trying to sell their musical wares to the passersby.

And now, Mr. O'Dwyer, you are part of that scene.

I think you'll find your grandfather,

Mr. Jeremy Todd there.

♪ I wonder Who's kissing her now ♪

♪ I wonder Who's teaching her how ♪

♪ Wonder who's looking Into her eyes ♪

♪ Breathing sighs... ♪

Mr. Roarke was right.

It's my grandfather's studio.

I'm really here.

-Excuse me, kid. -Yeah.

I can see that you're new to the city.

Todd's the name, Jeremy Todd of Todd & Cudahy,

songwriters extraordinaire.

Jeremy Todd, the composer?

Ah, I can see you've heard of me, huh?

Yeah.

Well, today's your lucky day, kid.

I can see that you're interested in music.

Why don't you just, uh, step inside here with me.

That's it.

-Come right in. -Yeah.

TATTOO: Oh, good, boss, my favorite soap opera.

MAN: It should never have happened, Andrea.

It will never happen again. I swear it.

Oh, you know it will.

After all, you don't want your wife

to find out about us, do you?

She's still weak from the operation, Andrea.

If she finds out about this, it could kill her.

Then be here tonight

at 9:00.

Rick will be giving a lecture.

Wasn't destroying my father enough for you?

I guess I'm just never satisfied.

Kiss me,

just once,

then you can go.

I think we've seen enough, Tattoo.

Tattoo.

Yes, boss.

That's enough.

But it's not finished yet.

[CLEARING THROAT]

Just what do you mean

when you say that Andrea has come to life, Ms. Edwards?

When the character of Andrea was created,

she was an instant hit.

The more cruel, the more hateful she was,

the more the audience liked it.

I was spending more time being her

than being myself.

And now it's as if she's taken on a life of her own.

It's as if there are two people inside me.

You are afraid that, um, some day her personality

will take over entirely. Is that it?

She talks to me.

She says that some night I'm going to go to sleep

and that's going to be the end of me

because the person who wakes up will be her.

I'm so scared, Mr. Roarke.

And your husband?

I haven't told him.

You haven't?

Andrea has been making me act so crazy lately

he knows that something is wrong,

which makes things very tense between us.

Naturally.

I love him more than anything, Mr. Roarke.

Try not to worry, Mrs. Edwards.

I'll find a solution to your problem.

I promise.

-Will you excuse me, Mr. Roarke. -Oh, by all means.

Oh, and thank you, Mr. Roarke.

ANDREA: Gina.

[PIANO PLAYING]

[TODD SCATTING]

♪ Said the chimpee To the monk ♪

[SCATTING]

♪ Said the monkey To the chimp ♪

♪ All night long They chatted away ♪

♪ All day long They're happy and gay ♪

♪ Swinging and singing In the honky-tonky way ♪

[SCATTING]

♪ Means monk I love but you ♪

[SCATTING]

♪ Hey monkey tonk means chimp I love you too ♪

♪ And the big baboon One night in June ♪

♪ He married them And very soon ♪

♪ They went up on their... ♪ [SCATTING] ♪ Honeymoon ♪

Well, look, if you don't like that one, we've got plenty more.

Oh, no, it was really good,

but you see, I'm not here to buy.

I'm a piano player myself. I'm looking for a job.

I've got a song I want you to hear.

[PLAYING PIANO]

Wait a minute. That's my song. I wrote that.

-You did? -You're damn right I did.

You're damn right he did.

That's great. I mean, I just want to make sure

I'm talking to the real Jeremy Todd, not some phony.

Well, I'm the Todd who wrote that tune all right.

Great.

Well...

anyway, I like your style, and you're hired.

But you didn't play that tune quite right. Here, scoot over

-and I'll show you. -Yeah.

Now, you don't flat the third note.

And you play it with just a little more feel.

[PLAYING PIANO]

♪ Though April showers ♪

♪ May come your way ♪

♪ May bring the flowers ♪

♪ That bloom in May ♪

BOTH: ♪ So when it's raining ♪

♪ Have no regrets ♪

♪ Because it isn't raining ♪

♪ Rain, you know It's raining violets ♪

♪ And where you see clouds ♪

♪ Up on the hills ♪

♪ You soon will see crowds ♪

♪ Of daffodils ♪

♪ So keep on looking For a blue bird ♪

♪ And listening for his song ♪

♪ Whenever April showers ♪

♪ Come along ♪

Now, is that a song?

It's a wonderful song.

Dan, my boy, this lovely little lady here is Ms. Carol Bowen.

Best song belter in Tin Pan Alley.

Why, thank you.

Darling, say hello to Mr. Dan O'Dwyer.

From now on he'll be tickling the ivories for you.

Well, I'm very pleased to meet you, Mr. O'Dwyer.

The pleasure is mine, Ms. Bowen.

Well,

what more can a girl ask for on a bright spring day

then to be surrounded by three handsome bachelors?

Bachelors?

Oh, are you married, Mr. O'Dwyer?

Not me.

Well, I know Mr. Cudahy's just broken off his engagement.

And Jeremy could never marry.

Well, not without breaking every heart in the follies,

the frolics, and the scandals. Isn't that right, darling?

Yes, of course, my dear.

But, uh, enough of such dreary talk, huh?

Dan, my boy,

I think it's about time that we introduced you

to a little bit of the old sod right here in New York,

-Gallaghers. -Oh.

Lead on, Mr. Todd.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

JEFF: Quiet. Roll it.

Speed. Slater.

Action.

Look, the South Seas are everything I said they'd be.

It's warm, it's lush, it's romantic.

Promise me you'll try it. Please, just this once.

Well, you know me, Rick. I'll try anything once.

All right. Keep rolling. Don't cut, please.

Uh, Gina, please?

Would you try to get in this? I mean, this is for real.

This is Andrea talking. Spice it up.

Nice and sexy.

ANDREA: See, even Jeff loves Andrea.

Let's pick it up from there. Give it to him.

Okay.

Please honey, just this once, please.

You know me, Rick.

I'll try anything once.

Let's use these seven days.

Let's put the fire back in our marriage.

-Todd, hi. -Sorry to interrupt, Uncle Rick.

But Dean Harwoods wants you to call him

-as soon as possible. -All right. I'll talk with him.

I'll see you up in the room.

[SIGHS]

Oh, don't look so nervous. He doesn't suspect a thing.

Did you get the gun?

Oh, yes, God help me I did.

Good. Good boy.

Fine. Very nice. Let's print. Cut.

All right. We'll do the ladies close-ups next.

Gina, I said it was a cut.

Lunch!

Jeff, was my energy level a little high?

Fine. Fine. You were fine.

You were perfect.

Perfect. Perfect.

Everyone was perfect.

Hello, I'm perfect.

-How are you? [LAUGHS] -Perfect.

You know what I get for my perfect work?

-What? -[BREATHING DEEPLY]

-I get killed. -Oh.

I get scene 138.

Scene 138 is a bullet through the heart.

Hmm.

I don't even get the chance to hang around the hospital

and linger. Just boom, all gone.

Hey, hey. Whoa! Where are you going?

We have some unfinished business.

We do?

We sure do.

-That kiss. -What?

Don't be ridiculous. I was in character.

[LAUGHS] Three minutes after the take ended?

No, I don't think so.

You want me. I know it.

Nobody is that good an actress.

-Stop it. -ANDREA: He's right, Gina.

I do want him.

And before too long, I'm going to have him.

Time is running out, sweetheart.

Gina?

[SIGHS]

CAROL: So, Mr. O'Dwyer, what do you think?

First, call me Dan.

And I think the Gallaghers is adequate.

And you're the most attractive woman I've ever seen.

Hmm. You've got a touch

of the Blarney yourself, don't you, Dan?

No Blarney, Carol. I'm very attracted to you.

I just hope you're not too involved with Jeremy.

Why shouldn't I be, Mr. O'Dwyer?

What I meant was

I hope you give me a chance too.

Well...

I'm not that involved...

yet.

Thanks, Joe.

She's here in person, Jeremy, me lad.

the Ziegfeld thrush herself, Ms. Lillie Burton.

Opportunity wasted is opportunity lost.

[CHUCKLES] Today is our lucky day.

If Lillie likes this song, it's a guaranteed hit.

Come along you lovely creature

and sing like you have never sung before.

What are you talking about?

JEREMY: I want you to sing the song I wrote for you.

Jeremy, you said I could sing that for the first time at the Hippodrome.

Yes, I know. But this is very important.

-Excuse me, friend. -Jeremy.

Now, look, please trust me.

And sing to bring tears to the eyes of angels, please.

[PIANO PLAYS]

♪ Cuddle up a little closer ♪

♪ Lovey mine ♪

♪ Cuddle up and be my little ♪

♪ Clinging vine ♪

♪ Like to feel your cheeks So rosy ♪

♪ Like to make you comfy cozy ♪

♪ Cuz I love from head To toesy ♪

♪ Lovey mine ♪

♪ Cuddle up a little closer ♪

♪ Lovey mine ♪

♪ Cuddle up and be my little ♪

♪ Clinging vine ♪

That was lovely.

Jeremy Todd, at your service.

It's an honor to meet you, Ms. Burton.

Who wrote that song? It's charming.

Well, uh, I did.

As a matter of fact, Ms. Lillie, I... I wrote it for you.

I like it. In fact I love it.

I must have it for my appearance

tomorrow night at the Hippodrome.

You mean you want to sing my song at the Hippodrome?

-I don't know what to say. -LILLIE: Oh, say yes.

And send a copy over tomorrow morning for rehearsal.

Good day, Mr. Todd.

Good day.

[BOTH LAUGHING]

It took me long, didn't it? We did it.

-Hey, hey, hey, what's wrong? -Oh, Dan,

he gave her the song he wrote for me.

What?

-Where's Carol? I have to explain. -Explain what?

That you're a two-timing Romeo who'd sell his soul for a $5.00 profit?

So what if you're breaking some little girl's heart?

ANDREA: Gina.

Gina.

Over here, Gina.

You didn't really think I'd let you sleep, did you?

Go away. You don't exist.

Of course, I exist. You created me.

You did an outstanding job.

But that's because I was a labor of love.

Love? I hate you.

I'm everything you always wanted to be, but can't.

Because you're so afraid of what people might think.

Afraid of what your parents might think,

or your husband, or your friends, or God.

But I don't have any of those people to answer to.

That's why I'm so strong.

You can't get rid of me

because deep inside

you adore me.

Go away, please.

Oh, stop whimpering, Gina.

I need to think.

[SIGHING] Once I have you out of the way for good,

how will I possibly make it with Brad

with that husband of yours around?

Solution. Kill your husband.

No!

[ANDREA LAUGHING]

And just what are you doing here, Mr. O'Dwyer?

You're stealing my song.

I wouldn't steal the sweat off your brow.

You've copied down everything I've ever written.

First of all, my fine Mr. O'Dwyer, you're fired.

Second of all, I'm going to break your thieving neck.

Oh, well, you're welcome to try, Mr. Todd. Come on.

-Carol, darling, I tried to-- -Don't you Carol-darling me,

you Benedict Arnold.

You don't have to fire me. I quit.

-But, Carol-- -Mr. O'Dwyer,

I would be pleased if you would escort me

-from these premises. -With pleasure, Ms. Bowen.

And if this ape tries to interfere,

I'll chase him up the nearest tree.

Carol, you don't realize, this man is a thief.

Oh, I doubt it, Mr. Todd.

If he were, he'd still be working for you.

RICHARD: All things considered,

I would think you could put in a good word for me.

Richard, I'm sorry. You're written out of the show.

It's out of my hands.

You look tired.

I am. I couldn't sleep last night.

I'm sorry to hear that.

You have a very tough day ahead of you.

You are coming back to work?

Jeff, I can't. I simply can't.

Yes, you can. You'll be there, Gina.

We run any further behind...

I'll shoot something else until three o'clock.

You be on the set at 3:00. You be there ready for work.

If you're not, I call the producers

and I'm quite sure they will call the attorneys.

Sorry.

-Tattoo. -Yes, boss.

Did you hear the good news?

Would it concern

where you were all day yesterday by any chance?

No, I'm going to be in a soap opera.

And furthermore, I've got two lines.

Two lines?

Yes. And they're going to shoot my scene next.

Is that all right, boss? Is it?

You have a great deal to do around here, Tattoo.

But nothing that can't wait another day.

Oh, boss, thank you. Thank you very much.

Thank you, boss.

[CHUCKLES]

Ms. Edwards,

-is everything all right? -Get away from me.

You promised me you would help me.

She's going to kill Jeff.

Is she?

Well, I don't intend to stand by and let that happen.

I'm leaving this island right way.

Ms. Edwards, that would be a tragic mistake.

I believe the only reason

you've been able to keep Andrea at bay so far

is because of your love for your husband.

If you deny that love now by running away

-or even thinking about it-- -I've had it

with your theories, Mr. Roarke.

Good bye. Thanks anyway.

CAROL: Dan, I don't know anything about you,

who you are, where you're from?

I'm from a small town out west,

-and... -Hmm.

...I'm not much of anybody, really.

Let's talk about you.

Oh, I'm not much of anybody either.

[CHUCKLES]

Carol, darling, I'm not going to let Jeremy Todd get away with this.

-Dan? -I'll be back.

I'm going to get you back your song.

[SIGHS]

ANDREA: Hello, Gina.

Put the suitcase down, sweetheart.

Where you're going, you won't need it.

You won't need anything.

Stay away from me.

Thanks for not listening to Mr. Roarke.

You've made it so much easier for me.

No, I won't let you hurt Jeff.

Good bye, Gina.

I want to talk to you.

You're going to give Carol back her song.

I'm afraid I can't do that, Danny boy.

Then you're gonna have to fight me.

That was a dirty trick you handed Carol

and you've got a beating coming. Put 'em up.

My God, O'Dwyer, I believe we just might make an Irishman out of you yet.

But if you calm down, I'll tell you about Carol,

the song, and a few other things.

I like your concern for Carol.

I'm rather fond of that girl myself.

Well, aren't you forgetting two or three little things,

like your wife and kids back in Wisconsin?

-How do you know about them? -Never mind. I know.

I don't know who you are, kid. But if you know about my family,

then you should also know that I haven't forgotten them.

Ninety-eight cents of every dollar I make goes home to them.

Everything I do is for them. And you can take that to the bank.

Oh, yeah? What about the way you come on to Carol?

[SNICKERS] Oh, kid, this "coming on" as you call it,

it's the only way to make it on the big stem.

Along the alley you have to shine and rattle

flatter the ladies, dazzle them. Get them interested in you

so you then can get them interested in your songs.

Ah! Sounds like more Blarney to me.

And it still doesn't explain what you did to Carol.

Listen, kid,

the songs Lillie Burton sings are instant hits.

Now, that's money in the bank back home,

shoes for my kids, nice things for my wife.

For seven years she worked to support us

so I could be out here pedaling my songs.

So I figure I owe her. You know what I mean?

The only question is,

why should I care enough about what you think

to be telling you all this?

Maybe it's because we're...

-both Irish. -[BOTH CHUCKLING]

Yeah, maybe.

Or maybe it's because I just want somebody to understand

before I go marching off and get shot at...

if it ever happens.

DAN: We'll fight all right.

Oh, my God, how could I forget?

And the date.

Today is the day it happens.

Mr. Roarke was right. A little Blarney of my own

could make things work out for all of us.

What-- Who's-- Are you cracking up, kid?

Oh, not yet.

But you hang onto your hat, Jeremy, my lad,

while I do a little, "come on" of my own.

LILLIE: How dare you tell me I can't sing tonight.

-DAN: It's the war, Ms. Burton. -Oh, what's the war

got to do with it? It's not our war anyway.

Oh, lovely lady, I wish that were true.

Madam, I speak for the president of the United States.

And it's his wish that you board a train

for Washington D.C. at once and sing at a patriotic rally

to be held at the White House. Believe me. We are at war.

-Boy! -Extra. Extra.

America declares war. Read all about it.

DAN: Right there. Right there.

-Thank you. -Thank you.

Extra. Extra. War declared.

Oh! We are at war.

Please, madam, the President is waiting.

Driver, what are you waiting for? Train station.

[ANDREA LAUGHING]

ANDREA: My turn now, Gina.

Little harder being an actor than you thought, huh, Tattoo?

Oh, yes, release, union agreement, tax form.

All these to say two lines.

[LAUGHS]

RICHARD: Now, there, you see that?

You see this gun?

This is the gun.

This very gun

is going to end three years of very unappreciated travail

on this program.

It's kind of like fate.

Never sign less than a five-year contract.

Hi. Hi, cutie.

Hello, Brad.

Oh, Brad, I am so sorry I was rude earlier.

Gina, great dress. Ready for work, I see.

That's nice. I knew you'd come through.

[SIGHGS] No thanks to you, darling.

I'll be ready for you just as soon

as I finish this other sequence.

You know, I'd very much like to...

pick up where we left off yesterday.

Badly enough to do to my husband

what you do to Andrea's in the scene

we're about to shoot?

You talking about killing him?

Mm-hmm.

And walking away scot-free.

What?

[MUSICAL INSTRUMENTS TUNING UP]

-Dan, it's no use. -Why not?

Lillie Burton's never missed a performance in her life.

Look. Believe me, she's going to miss this one.

-[SCOFFS] -But, Carol,

you can't run away just because you feel disappointed.

You've got a beautiful voice, and you're going to make it.

But you've got to be willing to take a chance.

I've got a gut feeling this is your night,

if you let it be.

It's crazy.

-But all right. Let's go. -[DAN CHUCKLES]

Let's go.

JEFF: All right. Let's go to the next sequence.

Martha, let's set up over here.

I want the camera and the boom,

everything back on that side of the tree.

Okay, let's move over behind the bushes.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

JEFF: All right, next sequence. Where's the wardrobe?

ROARKE: Hello, Ms. Edwards.

Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to startle you.

It's amazing what a little make up will do, huh?

I look like a totally different person,

-right? -Yes.

You've taken over,

haven't you, Andrea?

Gina, fight her.

You love your husband and your husband loves you.

Use that love to fight her, Gina.

Mr. Roarke is right.

Jeff and I love each other.

I am going to fight you.

Gina,

I'm ready for you.

-Good. -Gina...

look this is, um, tearing me apart, everything.

I don't quite understand. All I know is that

I have to find some way

of making things right between us.

I don't know for a fact that you're seeing Brad.

All I know is that something is eating at you inside

and it's destroying you. And I stand by,

and there's apparently nothing that I can do about it.

It's driving me crazy.

-Let go of me! -No.

No.

Not until at least I can tell you that I...

I love you.

JEFF: All right, uh...

let's go very low lighting here.

John, wherever you can...

Oh, boss, you missed my big scene.

Oh, I'm sorry, Tattoo. But I'm sure it went very well.

Oh, it went great.

I walk up to Andrea and I say,

"Here comes your taxi."

I said it with a lot of feeling.

But I thought you had two lines.

Oh, yes, but the show was running too long

so they had to shorten my part.

I see.

What are they doing now?

The director is blocking the scene.

Ah, I see.

You'll start... you'll be seated here facing out.

-All right. -Okay?

-Brad, do you have the gun? -Yeah, here.

Fine. You start here, just come right alongside the prop, okay?

And you'll cross behind him, stopping about right here, okay?

Here's your first stop.

Then you'll hit him with the first two lines,

then slowly cross. Very slowly.

Okay, Brad, when you're approximately...

GINA: You're not nearly as strong

as you think you are.

JEFF: ...this position here.

That's when you take the gun out, show it to him.

Naturally, you're going to jump up

and, uh, back away slowly.

GINA: Nobody's ever loved you.

Nobody ever will.

All right. I want you to come around the table here

as you do-- That's where you do the pleading.

-Don't shoot. Don't shoot. -All right,

when he is in about this position,

that's the perfect place to point it

right at him and fire.

GINA: You're losing control, Andrea.

Without love you're weak, Andrea, you're nothing.

You mean like this?

No!

[CREW EXCLAIMING]

There was a real bullet in that.

[INDISTINCT CONVERSATION]

Boss, I don't think show business

is going to be my life after all.

Don't be discouraged, Tattoo. What happened here

is not the nature of show business.

It's human nature itself. Sometimes bad, but...

more often very good.

Thank you.

God, thank you.

Gina, for what?

For loving me.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

Well,

-big moment is coming up, pal. -Yeah.

Tell me something, kid.

How come you copied all my songs?

Cause you're a scattered brain nincompoop

who would lose them if I didn't.

They're worth saving and getting published.

You are learning a bit of the Blarney, kid.

-And I hope you're right. -I'm right.

[APPLAUSE]

Ladies and gentlemen,

Ms. Lillie Burton will not sing for us tonight.

[MURMURING]

She's supposed to sing my song.

What happened to the luck of the Irish?

Just wait you guys. Come on.

In Ms. Burton's place

Ms. Carol Bowen.

[APPLAUSE]

Ladies and gentlemen, the song I intended to sing

is a beautiful composition by Mr. Jeremy Todd.

But instead, as our country

marches off to war, let it be to the stirring music

of another one of America's favorite composers,

Mr. George M. Cohan.

[APPLAUSE]

-How did you pull this off, kid? -Nothing you wouldn't have done,

if you would've thought of it.

[DRUMS BEATING]

[ORCHESTRA PLAYS]

♪ Over there, over there ♪

♪ Send the word, send the word Over there ♪

♪ That the Yanks are coming The Yanks are coming ♪

♪ The drums rum-tumming Everywhere ♪

♪ So prepare Say a prayer ♪

♪ Send the word, send the word Over there ♪

♪ We'll be over We're coming over ♪

♪ And we won't come back Till it's over, over there ♪

[APPLAUSE]

♪ I'm a Yankee Doodle Dandy ♪

♪ A Yankee Doodle, do or die ♪

♪ A real live nephew Of my uncle Sam's ♪

♪ Born on the Fourth of July ♪

[SIGHS] I just wish I had a little more time

to get to know you better.

What do you mean?

Cudahy and I got a little carried away today,

and we went down and enlisted.

Yeah, we did.

[APPLAUSE]

♪ You're a grand old flag You're a high-flying flag ♪

♪ And forever at peace May you wave ♪

♪ You're the emblem of The land I love ♪

♪ The home of the free And the brave ♪

I was going to wait until after the show, but...

I might as well ask you now.

See that my family gets that,

-will you? -Sure.

The address is right there.

And once we settle this little squabble,

I'm going to go back home and get a regular job.

You look me up, you hear?

I'll do that.

[SIGHS] I don't know what it is about you, kid.

Listen if you get around to enlisting,

try the 69th New York.

With a name like O'Dwyer, you'll be a sergeant in no time.

See you in the trenches.

See you.

♪ Every heart beats true Under red, white, and blue ♪

♪ Where there's never A boast or brag ♪

♪ But should old acquaintance Be forgot ♪

♪ Keep your eye On that grand old flag ♪

[APPLAUSE]

[CHEERING]

Time to go, Mr. O'Dwyer.

DAN: So long, you damned Irishman.

Well, Mr. O'Dwyer,

I understand you already made arrangements

to publish your grandfather's songs, huh?

Oh, yeah.

Everything turned out except for falling in love.

-You mean Ms. Carol Bowen? -Very pretty.

How would you know that, Tattoo?

Oh, well, Mr. O'Dwyer, you see,

Ms. Bowen was granted a very unusual fantasy

of a whole week on Tin Pan Alley to prepare her to sing

George M. Cohan's songs on the stage of the Hippodrome.

And she did.

You see, her fantasy was a secret, too.

Thanks, Mr. Roarke. I'll take over from here.

Are you sure he's not a wee bit Irish himself?

[CHUCKLES]

Mr. Roarke, Gina finally told me

why she really wanted to come here.

Thank you for helping her. Thank you for helping us.

Are you sure Andrea is gone for good?

I think the reason she came to life like that

was because I was just working way too hard.

From now on, there's just going to be

one bread winner in this family.

Maybe because, uh...

Whose career is going to be forfeited?

BOTH: Mine.

[LAUGHS]

[CHUCKLES]

-Goodbye. You're very welcome -Thank you. Bye.

Tattoo, are you preparing for your next role?

Yes, boss, but only if I can be the producer

so they don't cut my lines.

[♪♪♪♪♪]