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Where to, Mr. Churchill?

Some large, bright, gay place

with hundreds of beautiful girls.

Some large, bright, gay place...

With hundreds of beautiful girls.

Yes, sirree.

Isn't that a coincidence,

on the right there.

Thank you, Jeeves.
Thank you, Jives.

Mr. Churchill, hold it, please.

- Thank you.
- Thank you.

Here we go.

Evening, Mr. Churchill.

Good evening.

Why, Mr. Churchill,
you're quite a stranger.

Not to the people that know me.

Girls?

Good evening.
Hello, fellas.

How are you?

- Why, Mr. Churchill.
- Thomas, Thomas.

- We certainly have missed you, sir.
- Oh, thank you.

You couldn't have picked
a better night, sir.

- Really, why?
- Tommy Dorsey's opening.

Hiya, Tom.

Hello, Danny.

♪ I've always been considered
quite a delicate child ♪

♪ Watched over by a governess
and nurse ♪

♪ To say I've led a sheltered life ♪

♪ Is putting it mild ♪

♪ I promise you
it couldn't be much worse ♪

♪ Mother always called me
her Hothouse Rose ♪

♪ And all the dates I had
were with hothouse beaus ♪

♪ But now that I am old enough
to cast a few votes ♪

♪ I'm goin' out
and sow a few oats ♪

♪ So ♪

♪ Treat me rough ♪

♪ Muss my hair ♪

♪ Don't you dare
to handle me with care ♪

♪ I'm no innocent child, baby ♪

♪ Keep on treatin' me wild ♪

♪ Treat me rough ♪

♪ Pinch my cheek ♪

♪ Kiss and hug and squeeze me
til' I'm weak ♪

♪ I've been pampered enough, baby ♪

♪ Keep on treatin' me rough ♪

♪ Treat me rough ♪

♪ Muss my hair ♪

♪ Don't you dare
to handle me with care ♪

- ♪ I'm no innocent chi'd ♪
- ♪ No innocent child ♪

♪ Keep on treatin' me wild ♪

♪ Treat me rough ♪

♪ Pinch my cheek ♪

♪ Kiss and hug and squeeze me
til' I'm weak ♪

♪ I've been pampered enough ♪

♪ Baby, keep on treatin' me rough ♪

♪ Can't get enough ♪

♪ Treat me rough ♪

♪ Muss my hair ♪

♪ Don't you dare
to handle me with care ♪

♪ I'm no innocent child, baby ♪

♪ Keep on treatin' me wild ♪

♪ Treat me rough ♪

♪ Pinch my cheek ♪

♪ Kiss and hug and squeeze me
til' I'm weak ♪

♪ I've been pampered enough, baby ♪

♪ Keep on treatin' me rough ♪

♪ When I was born ♪

♪ They found a silver spoon
in my mouth ♪

♪ I had a barber
just to curl my hair ♪

♪ If winter came,
the mater carried me to the south ♪

♪ The point is
that I had the best of care ♪

♪ Women and headwaiters
fawned on me ♪

♪ Life was just a bore
til' it dawned on me ♪

♪ That if I'd ever want to be
a man amongst men ♪

♪ I'd have to be manhandled
now and then ♪

♪ So treat me rough ♪

♪ Muss my hair ♪

♪ Oh, don't you dare
to handle me with care ♪

♪ I'm no innocent child, baby ♪

♪ Keep on treating me wild ♪

Uhh!

♪ Treat me rough ♪

♪ Pinch my cheek ♪

♪ And hug and squeeze me
until I'm weak ♪

♪ I've been pampered enough,
baby ♪

♪ Keep on treating me rough ♪

"Publisher's son is crowned king."

"Publisher's son stops show."

Danny Churchill.

Silly, isn't it, Dad?

Son...

Ye--yes, sir?

You're living in a world of weekend whimsy

and growing up to be a rich man's son.

Dad, surely you don't believe
what's printed in the papers.

"Publisher's son is crowned king--
Danny Junior."

"Publisher's son stops show."
Why, it's incredible.

Dad, you know how reporters
like to exaggerate.

Any mention of Danny Junior winning
academic honors at Yale?

No. Or even a spelling bee?

- No.
- Why, the next thing you know,

you'll be sponsoring a beauty contest.

Dad, it isn't really that bad.

Now, look, Danny.
None of this stuff is actually bad,

but if it keeps on,
you'll get to be known as a character.

and the first thing you know,
why, you start living up to the write-ups,

and that is bad.

And we're not going to let that happen,
are we?

You're right.
I'm sorry, Dad.

I'll leave for New Haven today.

No, Danny,
you're not going back to New Haven.

No, you're going to Cody.

Cody? What's that?

Cody College of Mines and Agriculture.

It's out west, it has fresh air,

and it is not coeducational.

Dad, you can't be serious.

Why, a guy'd go daffy out there.

Well, there's a bare possibility

that it might make a man of you.

And another thing,
just so it won't be a shock to you.

there hasn't been a woman out there
since the Civil War.

Well, that doesn't make any...huh?

"Codyville, 2,850 feet."

Hey.

Hey! Where's the hotel in this town?

Ain't none.

Well, where do people live?

There ain't none.

Well, could you tell me
where Cody College is?

Down the road about eight miles.

Well, are there any taxis in the town?

Oh, no, don't tell me.
I know. There ain't none.

Well, good night.

Good night.

"Cody College...eight miles."

"Cody College...eight miles."

Cody College...eight miles.

Hey.

Hey!

Having a little trouble?

Why don't you just leave it
out here for the buzzards?

Well...well, I'll be. Hello.

- I said hello.
- That's what I thought you said.

Well, what do people out west say
when somebody says hello to 'em?

Look, stranger,
why don't you just go away?

Aw, that isn't very nice.

I've been lying under that jumping jack
for a half an hour,

and I'm not in the mood for small talk.

Oh. Excuse me.

I, uh...I just happened to be
in the neighborhood,

and I thought
I'd drop by to tell you

that you're the best-looking automobile
mechanic I've ever seen.

Traveling salesman, huh?

What are you laughing at?

Nothing. I'm--I'm just happy

You're sure it isn't the sun?

No, no, it's something about my father.

He sent me out west
to get away--to get away from the girls,

and here I find you right out here
in the middle of the desert.

I think it's very funny.

- You do?
- Yeah.

Yeah, well, you just go ahead and
have your own private little joke.

I've got things to do.

Uh, what are you doing down there?

Grinding coffee.

- May I?
- Mm-hmm.

Oh, won't talk, eh?

Ah.

Well, it looks like Hattie here
isn't going to be very sociable.

Well, I don't know what I'm gonna do.

Well, I guess there's nothing left to do
but sit here and

give me the story of your life.

If I'm not at school in 10 minutes,

I'm gonna miss the mail train.

- You--you mean Cody?
- Mm-hm.

You don't mean to tell me that--
that you're a student there?

No, I carry the mail.

Oh. The government's making a big mistake.

They oughta...they oughta put your picture

on the postage stamps.

Well, I can't waste any more time here.

Oh, oh, wait a minute, would ya?
Let me try once more, please.

Hey, wait a minute. Shh.

- Well, that's it.
- Wait a minute, where are you going?

Out west, when we're in trouble, we walk.

It's the same in the east.
I'll go with you.

My name is Danny Churchill.
I'm from New York--

free, white, and lonesome.

Danny...did you say Churchill?

Churchill, Jr, yeah.

The playboy?

Well, I--

What's so funny?

Oh, goodness gracious.

I don't get it.

Oh, yes, indeed.

Fancy meeting you here.

I don't get it.

They tell me that you're--

that you're quite a--
quite a hand with the ladies.

Well, I hope I'm as good a hand
here with Hattie as--

As you think you are
with the ladies.

Oh, all right, all right.

Hey!

Hey, how about me?

- Hiya. Are you Danny Churchill?
- Yeah.

Well, I'm Henry Lathrop.
Glad to know you.

- How are you?
- I'm sorry about jumping over you.

- We didn't see you.
- Oh, that's--that's all right.

Well, uh, we'll show you
where to register

and the dean's office
and the mess hall,

and then we'll take you to your room.

- Swell.
- Come on, let's go.

Hi.

This is Danny Churchill,

just got in from New York.

And this is Bud Livermore,
your roommate.

- Pleased to meet you.
- Hiya.

Big day tomorrow. See ya in the morning,
about six o' clock.

Yeah. Did, uh, did he say six o' clock?

Uh-huh.

Well, when do you sleep?

Oh, we hit the hay pretty early.

At about what time?

All lights out at 9:30.

That's a quaint little hour.

Yeah, and the hay feels
pretty good about then.

Uh, tell me,
what do you sleep on around here?

These.

- No mattress?
- Yeah, right here, you gotta roll 'em.

- I'll show you how they work.
- I can see we put them down ourselves,

but who puts them up?
Yeah, I know.

You put a couple of hooks
on the side of the wall,

and this room could become
a nice little closet.

Oh, you get used to it.

Matter of fact, they keep you so busy,
most of the time you don't even notice it.

I'm curious,
what does a fella do around here?

Well, you're up at 5:45,
roll your cot,

clean the room,

and you're in the mess hall by 6:10,

- on the days you don't wait on tables.
- Yeah.

- Well, how about the--
- Then you're back in your room at 6:45,

and from then until 7:00,
your time's your own.

Do you ever--

Then you go to classes
until 10 minutes of 1:00,

dinner till 1:30,

and then you have another 15 minutes
to do anything you want.

Like playing 18 holes of golf,
or something like that.

Yeah. Then in the afternoon,
you work in the laboratory

or in the mine shaft
or with the livestock,

depending on the courses
you're taking, till 5:45.

Then you come back to your room
and get ready for supper.

After supper you study till 9:30
and then you go to bed.

In a wheelchair, no doubt.

So you see,
it's a pretty full day.

I'd say so.

Except Saturday,
we have the afternoon off

from 3:00 till 6:00.

Oh, goody, goody.

And at night we see movies,
sometimes talkies.

Talkies?

Well, that sort of rounds out
the whole week, doesn't it?

Yeah.

I think I'll go take a shower now,
before I do anything else.

Oh, I forgot to tell you,
but the showers are out back,

and there aren't too many of them,

so, you have to write your name
on a slip of paper

and put it in the box in the hall.

The monitor checks it
when you can use them.

- Uh, the best day is Saturday.
- Uh-huh.

Good morning.

Hey, come on.

- Hey, you gotta get up.
- Hmm? Hmm?

Up and at 'em!

No, no, no.

- Come on, come on.
- Look, I'll tell him, I'll tell him.

Fine. When he gets here,
I'll tell him.

- Come on, come on, up ya get.
- Yeah.

Forty-eight states in America,

and I have to wake up
in a bureau drawer.

What was that?

The gong.
You get used to it.

Yeah, like hanging.

Come on,
will you get up there?

- Fine. Look, I'm up.
- Come on, come on.

I jumped right out of bed, see?

Okay, fine.

What, no Indians?

- Hiya, lads. How did you sleep?
- Hey, bud.

Sleep?
I hardly yawned.

Well, wait till you get your lungs

full of some of that good fresh air.

Here you are.
Climb into these.

What are these?

We're going on an all-day ride.

- Do it every two weeks.
- Where to?

Oh, nowheres in particular.

We just ride up into the hills
and spend the night

and then we come home
in the morning.

Well, if it's all the same to you fellas,

I think I'll just sit this one out.

Oh, no, you don't.

Come on, Dan.

Come on, fellas, let's go.

Hey, wait a minute.
Wait a minute, will you?

How do I...how do I look?

You look great, old man.

Yeah, well, if you bump
into Buffalo Bill,

tell him not to worry.

That's a good one.

Hey, where'd everybody go?

- Good morning, Miss Ginger.
- Hello, Rags.

- Ain't you coming along?
- Yeah, just as soon as I finish the mail.

Well, you better hurry. You know,
there ain't no point to these rides

unless you come out there
and barbecue them steaks.

Oh, I'll be there.
What's holding everything up?

We're waiting for Park Avenue
to mount Whitey.

Oh, fine. I got to see that.

Well, I hope you fellas have
a spirited animal for me

because I'm a guy that likes
a horse with plenty of zoom.

I think we can arrange that.

Well, where is he?

There he is. Whitey.

Well, I'll see you later.

Why, you'll love Whitey.

He's as meek as a lamb.

Hey, what's that?

The new guy from New York.

He's riding Whitey.

Wait a minute, fellas.
You want me to climb up on that?

Go on!

Saddle up, boys, let's go!

Whoa! Whoa, Whitey!

Whoa!

Oh, wait, Whitey!

Whoa! Whoa, oh, no. Oh! Whoa!

Whitey, please!

Uh-oh!

Uhh!

What have I done?

Hi there.

Whoa, whoa.
Can I give you a lift?

Uh, anything you could give me
would be an improvement.

Oh, hey, you're that young fella
from New York, ain't you?

No, no, I'm that
old fella from New York.

Who are you?

Oh, I'm Rags.
New York City,

Checker Cab Company,
class of 1933.

Yeah, well, you haven't got
a checkered cab with you, have you?

No, but I got a buckboard.

I could take you up
to the camp in that.

What camp?

With the boys.
Hey, where's Whitey?

Whitey? Ha ha.
Oh, Whitey hit the road.

Oh, that's all right. He'll stop
when he gets back to the corral.

Well, as far as I'm concerned, he can
keep going until he hits Connecticut.

Well, you, uh, ready to ride?

Yeah, if I can sit on my stomach. Oh.

What else do they do around here

besides play Cowboys and Indians?

Oh, the boys work
pretty hard around here,

especially since they threatened
to close the school last year.

Yeah? Why?

I don't know.
Something about the legislature

couldn't get enough on enrollments.

If it hadn't been for Old Man Armour

and his granddaughter Ginger--

Ginger! Say, is that the girl
that delivers the mail?

That's her. She's coming
out to cook supper for the boys.

Tell me about her, will ya?

Ain't nothing much to tell except that...

she's just wonderful.
Everybody loves her.

Are you sure it's just everybody?

Yeah, especially Henry Lathrop.

Is he the fellow that goes around,

acting like he owns the place?

That's him.

Ah. I knew there was something
about him I didn't like.

Hyah!

Hah!

Hiya, Rags.
Hey, you lost a tire.

Hey, Danny, where's Whitey?

Who's that cowboy with you?

You enjoy the ride?

Yeah, I haven't had so much fun

since I was shot out of a cannon.

♪ Some fellers like to
"Tiptoe Through the Tulips" ♪

♪ Some fellers go on ♪

♪ "Singin' in the Rain" ♪

♪ Some fellers keep on a-paintin' ♪

♪ Skies with rainbows ♪

♪ Some fellers go on ♪

♪ "A-Swingin' Down the Lane" ♪

♪ But I'm bidin' my time ♪

♪ 'Cause that's the kind of guy I'm ♪

♪ While other folks grow dizzy ♪

♪ I keep busy ♪

♪ Bidin' my time ♪

♪ Next year, next year ♪

♪ Something's bound to happen ♪

♪ This year, this year ♪

♪ I'll just keep on nappin'♪

♪ And bidin' my time ♪

♪ 'Cause that's the kind of guy I'm ♪

♪ There's no regrettin' ♪

♪ When I'm settin'♪

♪ Bidin' my time ♪

♪ I'm bidin' my time ♪

♪ Bidin' my time ♪

♪ 'Cause that's the kind of guy I'm ♪

♪ Beginnin' on a Monday ♪

♪ Right through Sunday ♪

♪ Bidin' my time ♪

♪ Oh, I'm bidin' my time ♪

♪ Bidin', bidin'♪

♪ 'Cause that's the kind of guy I'm ♪

♪ That's I'm ♪

♪ Chasin' away flies ♪

♪ How the day flies ♪

♪ Bidin'♪

♪ Bidin' my time ♪

Yahoo!

Yahoo!

♪ Strangers, so long ♪

♪ I'll just go along ♪

♪ Bidin'♪

♪ Bidin'♪

♪ Bidin'♪

♪ My time ♪

This western air certainly does
bring out harmony, doesn't it?

Mm-hmm. Brings out a lot of things.

Ginger?

Oh, yes, Henry?

You'd better be getting back.
It's exactly 8:14.

- Yeah.
- You know, the astounding thing?

That in exactly 24 hours,
it'll be 8:14 again,

and just think,
you'll be the first to know.

Come on, Corky. Let's go.
Good night, fellas.

Good night, Ginger.

See you tomorrow.

Come on, fellas.
Let's turn in.

Hey!

What's so funny?

Oh, the strange things you see

when you haven't got a gun.

Uh, me...

me pay you for ride home.

Thank you very much.

The pleasure is all ours.

See you later, buddy. Home.

Well, no, sir, it's not like that.

It's not the place.

The place is beautiful,
but it just isn't for me.

You mean, it's the kind of a school

you'd want to send your son to.

Yes, sir, that's it.
No, I'm sorry, I...beg your pardon.

I didn't mean it quite like that.

That's all right, Danny, I understand.

It's kinda too bad, though.

Pardon me.

You know, your grandfather and I
were roommates here.

Hello? Yes.

Oh, it's the registrar.

Wants to know if
you're gonna start classes today.

Well, uh...

Hello, Ed.
No, he's going back.

Too much fresh air out here.

I don't want you to get
the wrong impression, sir.

I...I have nothing personal
against the school.

That's all right, son.

I'd probably be just as unhappy
in the Stork Club.

Say, your dad's gonna be
kind of unhappy too, isn't he?

Take unhappy
and multiply it by furious

and add a little belligerent,

and I think you just about got it.

Come in.

Gramp, there's a friend
of yours outside,

the maybe-maybe girl
from never-never land,

Miss Polly Williams.

Hiya, Grampo. Here I am,
COD, FOB, and MUG.

Come on, honey.
Hang one on.

There. That didn't hurt a bit, did it?

Polly, I'm glad to see you.

I'm glad you said, "I'm glad to see you,"
'cause I'm glad you're glad to see me.

- Hiya, neighbor.
- Oh, excuse me Danny,

this is my grandchild, Miss Ginger Gray.

- Yes, we've met.
- Yes.

This is my cousin,
Miss Polly Williams.

Mr. Daniel Churchill, Jr.

Hiya, Church.
How's your steeple?

Say, you know, Junior, you're cute.

- Well, I--
- That's all right, Junior.

I know just how you feel.

Here's some mail for you,
Mr. Churchill.

Mmm. "Channel" No. 5.

There's something loose in here.

Uh, well, I--I think I'd better get going

so I don't miss my train.

Say, Danny, Ginger's having
a big birthday party tonight.

You better stay over.

Well, I'd like to very much,
but I've already wired my father.

You're missing some mighty fine singing.

Yes, sir.
Ginger's got plenty of snap.

I'm sure Mr. Churchill'll find it
rather dull.

Oh, uh--

Would you like me to drive you
to the junction?

- I--I don't wanna--
- Oh, it'll be a pleasure.

I don't want you to miss that train.

Well, thank you very much, sir.

- Oh, don't mention it.
- Thanks. Thanks for everyth--

So long, Junior.
See you in the pool room.

Just ask for Polly.

So long, Polly.
Watch your crackers.

Nice day, isn't it?

Nice day yesterday.

Uh, what do you think
the chances are for tomorrow?

Say, you, by any chance, aren't related
to Harpo Marx, are you?

There's something I have to tell you,

and if I don't tell you,
I'm gonna hate myself.

I'll bet you'd be the only one.

You are the most precocious,

overconfident, spoiled young man

I've ever had the misfortune to meet.

I think you're cute, too.

As an added attraction,
you're a quitter.

Well, you've been eating
strawberry ice cream with a silver spoon

in a nice fat college
for such a long time,

the minute you get out here
amongst plain people,

you run for cover.

Now, uh, now, wait a minute.
Now it's my turn.

Did anyone ever tell you that you've got
a face like a two-week vacation?

With pay?

Did anyone ever tell you
that you've got a nose

cute enough to write a song about?

Did anyone ever tell you
that when a girl like you

starts talking about
a fella like me,

it means only one thing,

that you're
falling madly in love with him?

- Oh!
- Did anyone ever tell you that

a fella in my state of mind

is apt to kiss a girl
in your state of mind?

I dare ya.

You what?

I double dare ya.

Double?

You did it.

I did? Why, it's funny.
I didn't even notice it.

♪ Have some pity on an Easterner ♪

♪ Show a little sympathy ♪

♪ No one possibly
could be sterner ♪

♪ Than you have been with me ♪

♪ There's a job
that I'm applying for ♪

♪ Let me put it to you thus ♪

♪ It's a partnership I'm dying for ♪

♪ Mr. and Mrs. Us ♪

♪ Now before you
file it on the shelf ♪

♪ Let me tell you of myself ♪

♪ Oh, I'm the chappie
to make you happy ♪

♪ I'll tie your shoesies
and chase your bluesies ♪

♪ Oh, lady, would you? ♪

♪ Oh, lady, could you use me? ♪

♪ Now, I'd shake the mat out ♪

♪ And put the cat out ♪

♪ I'd clean the garret
and feed the parrot ♪

♪ Oh, lady, would you? ♪

♪ Oh, tell me,
could you use me? ♪

♪ Oh, do you realize
what a good man ♪

♪ You're getting in me? ♪

♪ I'm no Elk
or Mason or Woodman ♪

♪ Who gets home at three ♪

♪ The girls who see me
grow soft and dreamy ♪

♪ But I'm a gander
who won't philander ♪

♪ Oh, could you use me? ♪

♪ 'Cause I certainly could use you ♪

♪ There's a chap I know in Mexico ♪

♪ Who's as strong as he can be ♪

♪ Eating nails and drinking Texaco ♪

♪ He is the type for me ♪

♪ There is one in California ♪

♪ More romantic far than you ♪

♪ When he sings
"ha-cha-cha-chornia" ♪

♪ I often think he'll do ♪

♪ But as for you, sir ♪

♪ I'm afraid ♪

♪ You will never make ♪

♪ The grade ♪

♪ For you're no cowboy ♪

♪ You're soft, and how, boy ♪

♪ I feel no muscle
that's fit for tussle ♪

♪ I must refuse you ♪

♪ I cannot use you ♪

Excuse me.

♪ No night life for you ♪

♪ The birds would bore you ♪

♪ The cows won't know you,
a horse would throw you ♪

♪ You silly man, you, to ask me ♪

♪ "Can you use me?" ♪

♪ Though at love you may be a wizard ♪

♪ I'm wanting to know ♪

♪ Could you warm me up in a blizzard ♪

♪ Say, 40 below? ♪

♪ Your ties are freakish,
your knees are weakish ♪

♪ You're not a sender,
you elbow-bender ♪

♪ Though you can use me ♪

♪ I most certainly can't use you ♪

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

♪ Happy birthday, dear Ginger ♪

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

♪ A happy birthday
to you ♪

♪ A happy birthday to you ♪

♪ A happy birthday, Miss Ginger ♪

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

Oh, thank you.

- Make a wish.
- Come on, Ginger. Make a wish.

All right.

One...two...three.

Come on.
Come this way.

- There it is.
- Oh.

For you,
Miss Ginger.

"To Ginger from all her fellas."

And that includes me.

- Go on. Pull it.
- What, this?

Sure. See what's in it.

All right.

Oh.

Oh, it's beautiful.

And it plays.

♪ Dozens of boys would storm up ♪

♪ I had to lock my door ♪

♪ Somehow I wouldn't warm up ♪

♪ To one before ♪

♪ What was it that controlled me? ♪

♪ What kept my love life lean? ♪

♪ My intuition told me ♪

♪ You'd come on the scene ♪

♪ If you listen
to the rhythm of my heartbeat ♪

♪ You will get just what I mean ♪

♪ Embrace me ♪

♪ My sweet embraceable you ♪

♪ Embrace me ♪

♪ You irreplaceable you ♪

♪ Just one look at you ♪

♪ My heart grew tipsy in me ♪

♪ You and you alone ♪

♪ Bring out the gypsy in me ♪

♪ I love all the many charms about you ♪

♪ Above all,
I want my arms about you ♪

♪ Don't be a naughty papa ♪

♪ Come to baby ♪

♪ Come to baby ♪

♪ Do ♪

♪ My sweet embraceable ♪

- ♪ You ♪
- ♪ Embrace me ♪

♪ My sweet embraceable you ♪

♪ Embrace me ♪

♪ You irreplaceable you ♪

♪ In your arms I find love ♪

♪ So delectable, dear ♪

♪ Do-do-do-do ♪

♪ I'm afraid it isn't ♪

♪ Quite respectable, dear ♪

♪ Da-da-da ♪

♪ But hang it ♪

♪ Come on, let's glorify love ♪

♪ Ding dang it ♪

♪ You'll shout, "Encore" at my love ♪

- ♪ Oh ♪
- ♪ Don't be a naughty baby ♪

♪ Come to papa,
come to papa, do ♪

♪ My sweet embraceable you ♪

♪ My sweet embraceable you ♪

♪ I love all
the many charms about you ♪

♪ Above all,
I want my arms about you ♪

♪ Don't be a naughty baby ♪

- ♪ Come to Tommy ♪
- ♪ Come to Georgie ♪

- ♪ Come to Harry ♪
- ♪ Come to Johnny ♪

- ♪ Come to Bobby ♪
- ♪ Come to baby, do ♪

♪ My sweet embraceable ♪

♪ You ♪

Henry, do you think
the night is this beautiful

just because it's my birthday?

Well, I don't know.
I'd say it was more or less a coincidence.

Oh, you would?

Ginger?

Yes, Henry?

Ginger, I'm a man
of few words and, uh...

Yes, Henry?

Well, after approaching the subject

from every standpoint,
very objectively,

I think it would be
to our mutual advantage

if we became engaged.

En...engaged?

Yes, and after a respectable
period of time,

I think we should be married.

Oh, well...Henry, this is so sudden.

Well, you know I like
to put my cards on the table.

Well, I...I think you could
have taken out the joker.

Well?

Well, what?

Well, I'm waiting for an answer.

Well, that's pretty complicated.

It's really quite simple.

You're young, attractive, intelligent,

and I'm young and...intelligent,

and all we need
is a meeting of the minds.

Meeting of the minds.

Look, Henry, I--I think
you're an awfully nice boy,

and I'm very fond of you,

but y-you just don't ask
a girl to marry you

like you're going
to the hardware store

to buy a coffee grinder.

I mean, you just don't come
up to a girl and say,

"The humidity is very high for this time
of year, will you marry me?"

Well, I just didn't want
to get, uh, romantic.

Oh, you just didn't want
to get, uh, romantic.

What are you saving it for?

Well, I thought we were above
that sort of thing.

Oh, well, Henry, maybe you are.

I hope I'm not.

Very well, Ginger.
I'm not discouraged.

Shall we go back?

No, you, uh, you go ahead.
I'm gonna stay out here

and just look at everything.

- As you wish.

♪ Da-da-da ♪

♪ Da-da-da-da da-da-da ♪

What are you doing here?

Well, I-I just got to thinking

about what you said in the car and

I got to thinking that you were right.

Besides, I heard
you were getting married,

so I came back to offer my services.

In what capacity?

Best man.

Well, I'm not getting married.

- I didn't think so.
- Hmm?

I just said I didn't think so.

Oh, you didn't think so.

Have you been listening
all the time?

No way, I--I--I was trapped there.

Well, he certainly does
pack a terrific wallop.

Who?

Mr. Put-your-cards-on-the-table.

He's a very nice fella.

Yes, he's a very nice fella,

just the guy to get
Juliet off the balcony.

Well, there are other things
besides making love.

Wait a minute.
Don't start knocking that.

Are you going to be
staying...around?

Yes, I, uh, I'm gonna be
staying around.

I thought you hated it here.

Mm. Not anymore.

Well, what made you
decide to stay...around?

Hm. It could be the climate...around,

uh, but it isn't.

Or it could be my love
for the great open spaces,

but it isn't.

Then again,
it could be that I just like you.

Yeah, yeah, could be.

Were you always out of your mind?

No, no, no, just lately.

Gosh, it's wonderful.

Well, I think I better
get back to the party.

Uh, wait a minute.

Here. I've got a present for you.

For me?

Sure. My--my grandmother
gave it to my father,

and he gave it to me.

It's lucky.

Oh, it's beautiful. My.

That's me--before and after.

You haven't changed much.

Only, I dress better now.

Well, I can't take it
if it's your lucky piece.

No, go ahead and keep it.

I won't need it now.
Now that you're around.

Gosh, first a piano and now this.

It's quite a birthday.

Would you do something for me?

Mm-hmm.

Well, remember the kiss
that I gave you this afternoon?

Mm-hmm.

Would you mind giving it back to me?

Oh. Well, if that's the way
you feel about it...

Happy birthday.

What?

Happy birth--

♪ Embraceable you ♪

Come in.

Hiya, Rags.

Hiya, Mr. Churchill.
How you feeling?

Great, as long as I don't sit down.

Mr. Churchill,

I knew you wasn't gonna walk out on us.

You did? How?

Well, I wasn't one of those taxi jockeys
in New York all those years for nothin'.

You ain't the kind of guy that'll
hop out of a cab in the middle of traffic

just because the meter's gonna jump.

Thanks, Rags.

Say, would you do something for me?

Anything at all.

Would you send this telegram
for me right away?

Sure. I'll phone it in
from down at the post exchange.

Thanks a lot. Hey, wait a minute, here.
Here's something for your trouble, too.

- Oh no, that's all right Mr. Churchill.
- Why not?

Oh, no, I never touch the stuff.

Money is just like women and popcorn,

the more you get,
the more you want.

I ain't had change
for a quarter in 10 years,

and, boy, am I a happy guy.

- Tom.
- Hello, Rags.

- Would you do me a favor, please, sir?
- Sure.

Uh, would you send this telegram
before the station closes?

Well, there's a telephone right there.

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

Have a sandwich?

Oh, no, thanks.
Had too much birthday cake.

"Mr. Daniel Churchill, Sr,
New York Union,

Times Square, New York City.

Dear Dad,
have changed my mind, stop.

Am not leaving Cody, stop.

This school has as much personality

as a cup of cold cocoa,

and I still think the place
is pretty snerpy."

- Snerpy, yes.
- Excuse me.

Hey, Tom.

"And the students here
play Cowboys and Indians,

but you know a Churchill
never quits, stop.

There's something
about this place

that fills a fellow
with plenty of ginger, stop.

Would appreciate check
by Pony Express.

Love, Danny boy."

Thanks, Ed.

Cowboys and Indians, eh?
Come on, fellas.

What's going on, Henry?

We're calling a special mass
meeting tonight.

- What for?
- To discuss the dismissal

of Danny Churchill, Jr.

Why?

Read the telegram he sent his father.

"Dear Dad, changed my mind.
Am not leaving Cody."

Danny Churchill
or no Danny Churchill,

he's not gonna change
this school around to his liking.

Yeah, the student council
will take care of this.

Come on.

Did you put this up on the board?

I did.

Well, then I think you and I
better step outside.

You know, this western air fools ya.

Makes you feel extra brave.

All right, so you're taller than I am.

Come on, Danny. I think that we--

No, I'm all right, Bud.
I can take care of myself.

All right.

Why, Henry here's the boxing champ
of the school.

Well, do you wanna step outside or not?

Mr. Churchill, Mr. Lathrop,

the dean wants you
in the office right away.

- You know what he wants?
- No, I don't, but he's steaming.

Good day, gentlemen.

How are you, sir?

A little excitement
going on around here?

- Yes, sir.
- What seems to be the trouble?

From left to right, please.

Well, it's about what I said
in this telegram.

Yes, I've been informed of its contents.

It's my fault.
Those are my sentiments.

I'm sorry I feel
the way I do, but I do.

I feel as though I've caused
enough trouble around here and

I think the best thing for me to do
is resign.

Young man, you are the resigningest
fellow I ever saw.

Yes, sir.

All you've done
since you arrived here

was unpack, pack, and resign.

Yes, sir.

Would you tell me something?

Yes, sir.

Just what is the meaning
of the word "snerpy"?

Well, a snerp is a...a loogin'
with a belt in the back,

sometimes referred to as a diljo.

- A diljo is a--
- Never mind, I have a rough idea.

Henry Lathrop.

- Yes, sir.
- What prompted you to put that notice

on the bulletin board?

Well, sir,
the student council had a meeting--

A meeting, huh?

Every time a cow coughs,
that council has a meetin'.

Where's my glass?

We felt if that
was Mr. Churchill's opinion

of the school,
he didn't belong here.

Oh, you did, eh? Well,
if you'd been minding your own business,

you wouldn't know what people
were saying in private telegrams.

And if you didn't know that,

there wouldn't have been
a meeting, would there?

- Well, sir, we were only--
- Would there?

No, sir.

Well, supposing we forget all about it.

Yes, sir, but the student council--

Oh, hoot on the student council.
There's my glass.

If this young man thinks we're a...

A diljo?

A diljo, that's his privilege.

We're still in America, aren't we?

Yes, sir.

Well, that gives him a right
to call us a diljo.

As for you, young man,

supposing you stop unpacking,
packing, and resigning

and start learning something
around here, huh?

Yes, sir.

Well, get goin', both of you.

Oh, uh, just a minute.

There's another American custom.

Well, don't stand there
like Ike and Mike. Scoot.

Hiya, boys.

- Hi, dean.
- Hello, Gramp.

Ginger, have we a slang dictionary?

Uh-huh.
What's your problem?

What word do you want?

Loogin'.

Loogin'?

With a belt in the back.

Flash! The state legislature today,

in conjunction
with the new education bill,

has ordered Cody College
to be closed next year.

The reason given by legislature,

applications for enrollment at the school
have fallen off to such an extent

that they have decided to withdraw
school's charter.

The bill awaits
Governor Tait's signature.

What does that mean?

The school closes.

Well, that's impossible.
Did you know about it?

Yes.

Well, they can't do that.

Let's do something about it.

I've done all I could
with the governor.

- If he signs that bill,
- Don't worry, darling.

...after all these years...

Gramp...

Well, I just can't stand here.

I guess I better call a meetin'
and tell them about it.

Gramp, what'll you do
if you lose the school?

Oh, I'll find some other kind
of business, I reckon.

I'm getting kinda tired
of the boys anyhow.

Hi there.

Hello.

Any mail for me?

No, not today.

Um, Ginger, about
forwarding my mail...

Here, you can fill that out.

Well, I guess now that
the college is closing,

all your problems are settled.

Look, Ginger,
I'm not gonna be a hypocrite

and say I'm sorry the place is closing,
because I'm not,

but I am sorry about leaving you.

Hey, come on.

Things aren't really that bad.

I'm sorry,
but poor Gramp.

All his life he worked
so hard for the place.

Why, every boy that came in
there was just like his own.

Here, blow.

Huh?

Blow, blow.

Ginger, I'm not going back to New York.

You're not?

No, sir. I'm gonna stay right here.

Well, now don't get me wrong,
I'm not getting sentimental.

I don't care about the school.

As far as I'm concerned,

it's just a place to look at
from an upper berth, but...

well, I...

I do care about you.

You do?

Yes, I do.

What they need around here
is a little less cheering

and a little more operation.

You bet.

Come on,
let's go down to the dean's,

and we'll give him something
to cheer about, huh?

All right.

- You through with that? Yeah.
- Yeah.

Thanks. Come on.

- May we ask you a question, please?
- Why, certainly.

How many applications do you need
for next year's freshman class?

Oh, about 125.

You mean if 125 apply
for admission to the school,

- that you'd get the appropriation?
- That's right.

Why, it's very simple. You know what
made Dartmouth College famous?

- Well, uh--
- The Dartmouth winter carnival.

And do you know what put
Southern California on the map?

- The Rose Bowl.
- And do you know what made Notre Dame

- a household word?
- Football team.

Why, certainly! Practically every college
was made famous by some event.

And you know what's gonna be
the springboard for Cody college?

- Uh-uh.
- A western rodeo.

Once a year
we'll bring back the West.

- Daniel Boone!
- Jesse James and Buffalo Bill.

- A hundred beautiful girls.
- On horseback!

Glorious costumes, happy, carefree.

- Gay!
- Yeah!

And once a year, we'll choose
the most beautiful girl to be the queen.

We'll make her...

Queen of the rodeo.

Sure! Why, little kids'll be
begging their mothers

- to send them out here.
- Well, it's fantastic.

All we want is your permission
to see the governor.

Well, I've lived through three blizzards,

an epidemic,
and four wars in my time.

I guess I could stand 100 beautiful girls.

On horseback.

- On horseback.

Danny, I give you the governor.

- Hey, hey, egghead.
- Ma'am?

You took the wrong road.

Hmm. So I did.

Yes, I--I'll call you as soon as I can
make an appointment with the governor.

Uh, oh, not at all. Thank you.

"Governor's daughter
makes debut tonight.

Marjorie Tait,
season's most popular deb,

official hostess
at inaugural ball."

Pretty girl.

Domestic, isn't she?

What time is it?

Four o' clock.

Excuse me, sir,
but don't you think--

I'm sorry, young man,

but the governor is still busy
with a special committee.

Besides, he's seeing no one today

except by appointment.

Not even a Republican?

What are we gonna do?

Uh, stand up, Ginger.

Let me--let me see that dress,
would you, for a minute, please?

Stand up and let me see your dress.

My, my.

It's...it's awfully pretty.

Blue is nice on you.

Yes, it's very, very pretty.

Yes...yes, you...

certainly--certainly look nice.

- What did you write on that--
- Sh, sh.

Uh, pardon me, sir, but
would you take this in to the governor?

I hate to bother you like this.

"Dear Bill,
in town for the day.

Could you see me a minute?
Regards, Dan."

Now, now, young fellow.
We can't have any of that.

Will you just take it in?
I--I'll bet you a cigar he'll see me.

What are you trying to do,
get me fired?

The governor has a broadcast
here today--

Please. If he doesn't see us, we'll leave.

- Yeah.
- Well, all right.

Can we leave
the equipment here?

Yes, for the time being.

The room we're going to use for
the broadcast is right down the hall.

I'll show it to you.

I don't think
we're going to get to see him.

Oh, sure, we will.

Ladies, and gentlemen,
here we are at Forest Hills,

about to bring you
the tennis matches between

Alice [indistinct] of the United States
and señorita Gomez from Mexico

Miss [indistinct] is about to serve.

It's an excellent serve, cross-handed,

backhanded cross-court.
Miss [indistinct] out--outside.

It's 40-love, match point.

Miss [indistinct] is about to serve now.

She asks that everybody
in the gallery be silent.

It's an excellent serve.

It's cross-courted backhand.

There's a volley.

Out!

Ladies and gentlemen,
here we are at Madison Square Garden,

about to bring you the 15-round
bout between champion Joe Louis

and the contender for the title,
Johnny Paycheck.

As yet, both boys
have not come into the ring,

but we expect them at any moment.

And here's Harry Bellows
announcing in the center of the ring.

Let's pick him up.

Introducing the main contestants
of the evening,

fifteen rounds of boxing for
the heavyweight championship of the world,

from Des Moines, Iowa,
weighing 187 and a quarter pounds,

wearing black trunks--
Johnny Paycheck.

Stand up, Paycheck. Take a bow.
Oh, duh, okay.

And his worthy opponent,

considered the greatest heavyweight
of all times,

from Detroit, weighing 202
and a quarter pounds,

wearing purple tights--
Joe Louis.

Stand up, Louis. Take a bow.

Hello, Joe.

Here's the bell for round one and your
announcer Clem McCarthy. Come in, Clem.

And good evening, everybody.
Thanks very much.

Louis comes out and stalks
him with a left hand.

It's the same old Joe Louis that we've
seen at the Garden time and time again.

And he tries with the left hand
to the body

and Paycheck bounced away the blow.

He didn't like the blow at all.

And now Louis caught him
with a left hand to the body.

And Paycheck goes down.
The count is one, two, three.

And ladies and gentlemen,

referee Arthur Donovan
has stopped the bout in the first round.

And it's Louis by a knockout.

Stick around we're going to get
a few words for you

from the champion,
Joe Louis.

Pardon us, coming through,
can we get through? Hey, Joe, Joe, Joe!

Ladies and gentlemen, here's Joe. Joe,
ladies--here's Joe. Here's Joe Louis.

Tell us a little about the fight, I mean,
as long as it lasted, Joe.

Did he hurt you
in the first round tonight?

Joe Louis--uh, thank you very much,
ladies and gentlemen.

It was a tough fight.

And I know if I fight him again,
maybe I'll still keep the championship.

Thank you very, very much.

That's very funny.

Yeah, well, don't you think
you better stop shrieking with laughter?

I don't feel like laughing.

You know, you're getting to be
a regular problem child,

even worse than that kid that I used to
know, the kid with the electric leg.

Electric leg?

Yeah. Fellow I used to know

stepped on a high tension wire once.

Oh, we saved his life,
but from then on,

his leg was always magnetized.

What?
Is he all right now?

I don't know,
I haven't seen him lately.

But, Ginger, you shouldn't let
a situation like this aggravate you.

After all, worrying never solved anything.

I...remember what
Shakespeare once said?

He jests at scars
that never fe't a wound.

But soft! What light
through yonder window breaks?

- 'Tis the east, and Juliet is the sun.

Do you really think
we'll get to see the governor?

- I take an oath.

Well, what if he turns us down?

Oh, he hasn't got
a leg to stand on.

And neither have I.

And now we present
George Armour Allan and the news.

Take it away, New York.

Mr. Churchill?

Mr. Churchill?

Hm huh? Oh, excuse me.

The governor will see you immediately.

This way, please.

Oh, thank you!
Thank you, sir.

Wait a minute, wait a minute, Ginger.
Remember our bet?

- Hurry up, hurry up.
- Wait a minute.

Mr. Churchill.

Well, it's certainly good...

Why, what is it, young man?

Well, what can I do for you, son?

Well, who are you?
What's your name?

Really, now.

Mr. Governor,
my name is Ginger Gray,

and this quiet fellow here
is Danny Churchill.

Dan Churchill?
That's impossible.

Junior.

Junior? Are you Dan Churchill's son?

Yes! Yes, sir.

Hello, Dan.
How's your dad?

- Well--
- Sit down.

Thank you.

What's, uh, what's on your mind?

This is Miss Ginger Gray.
She's the granddaughter of Dean Armour.

- Dean Armour?
- Yes.

Really? I talked to him
on the phone yesterday.

Yes, I know.
That's why we came to see you.

I'm a student there.

- You are?
- Yes.

I didn't know that.

I am. Mr. Governor,
you can't close down that college.

Afraid I have nothing to do with it.

The legislature passed a bill
and adjourned.

I know, but the bill's no good
unless you sign it.

I know, Miss Gray,
but I have to sign it, I'm afraid.

Oh, suppose you gave us
a little more time.

Suppose a lot of applications came in.

Then you wouldn't have to sign the bill,
would you?

Well, no,
but what makes you think they will?

I have a feeling that a lot of boys
will want to go to Cody College next year.

Yes, sir.

And just what do you want me to do?

Give us 30 days.

And if nothing happens
within that time, why,

then go ahead and sign the bill, sir.

I'm a reasonable man.
All right.

There you go.

Thank you.

I won't even ask how
it's going to be done.

You're on the air in five minutes, sir.

I'm sorry.
I have to run.

My daughter's giving
a big party tonight.

- Would you like to come?
- Oh, I can't.

I have to get back,
but Danny can go.

Oh, thanks very much,
but all I have is this pinstripe suit.

Wish I could wear one.

- You go ahead and go.
- No, I don't really feel--

Oh, honey, go on.
You know, go on.

Well, all--all right.
Thank you, sir, very much.

Fine. Say hello
to your grandfather.

I will. Thank you.

I'll see you later.

All right, sir. Goodbye.

Danny!

For you, John.

Thank you, sir.

- How do you do?
- How do you do?

Oh, how about it?

We've got the governor
right in the palm of our hand.

Great! Set the capitol
right on its dome, eh?

Oh, get in, will ya, Polly?

- Now, don't forget to see the newspapers.
- No.

And call the newsreel man,

and don't forget
to see the photographers.

Don't worry.
I'll swamp them.

And please be sure and
ask the governor's daughter down.

- I'll get her. Don't worry.
- All right.

Here, I want to give you something.

W-what's that for?

You're going to need
an awful lot of luck.

All right.
Say, you gonna be busy on Sunday,

say in about 50 years?

No, I don't think so.

Would you like to help me celebrate

my golden wedding anniversary?

I'd love to, if you don't
think your wife would mind.

All right, Rags.

Well, come on around.

All right, get goin' and no shortcuts.

- Hiya, Tommy.
- Hey, Danny. Gee, it's good to see you.

What are you doing here?

I heard you were looking
for a short piano player.

Well you can sit in with us
any time you want.

How long are you gonna be around?

We play a theater,
and then two weeks at the Upton Hotel.

Uh-huh. You gonna be doing anything
the weekend of the 17th?

- Seventeenth? Not that I know of.
- Well, then you've got a job!

- Well, swell!
- There you are.

Hello, Marjorie.

Do you think you have time
to meet 12 beautiful girls?

Uh...

Not more than six at a time.
I'll dig you later, Tom.

- Solid.

You know, I think you're one of
the most beautiful girls I ever saw.

You do?

I, uh, I wouldn't be surprised

if you were chosen
queen of the rodeo.

That would be really exciting.

Oh, well, I can't make any promises,

but I could go to work on it.

Oh, that's so sweet of you.

Uh, you know, I think you're one
of the most beautiful girls I ever saw.

Oh, that's a rather big statement.

I've seen an awful lot of girls.

And my picture would be in all the papers?

After all, my father owns 14, and--

Oh, Danny, you're so fascinating.

In a small way, but fascinating.

You know, I think you're one of
the most beautiful girls I ever saw.

Do you really?

I've got books at home to prove it.

Oh, Danny.
Let's do sit the next one out.

We certainly all shall. Come.

Do you really think the boys
might choose me queen?

Well, I'm chairman of the committee,

and I've got an awful
good ear for music.

- Uh, excuse me.
- Danny, you're delightful.

Oh, I'm sorry. Here.

Oh, my, what a lovely locket.

A girl give it to you?

Uh, no, no,
I've had it for quite some time.

It's precious.
You mind if I try it on?

Well, I--I--I'd rather you wouldn't,
because I--

- May I?
- Oh, I don't know.

- Certainly, John. Excuse me.
- Yeah.

Thank you.

Ladies and gentlemen,
with your kind permission,

presenting the music
of that great American composer,

Mr. George Gershwin,

our own arrangement
of "Fascinating Rhythm."

All right, everybody!
The polls are now open!

Step up and vote
for the queen of the rodeo!

Come on, everybody vote!

Only vote for one at a time, folks.

Polls are now open!

Get your ballots!

Aah! Hiya, Church!

- How's your steeple?
- Oh, how did you know?

Fine.

Say, are there gonna be 100
pretty girls here?

You bet there are.

Well, I can see where I'm in
for a very quiet weekend.

Hey, uh, wait a minute, Polly, listen.
Have you seen the dean?

- Yeah.
- Is he, uh, still happy?

He's happy but gettin' older.

Hey, Mr. Danny,
I sure hope Miss Ginger wins.

Are you crazy?
She better hadn't.

Who better had?

The governor's daughter.

Wait a minute.

I thought you told Miss Ginger
she was gonna win.

Oh, I told a lot of girls
they're gonna win.

Why?

We need the publicity.
I think she's wonderful, and...

and I'm terribly in love with her,

but she just isn't news, Rags.

Mr. Danny,
that's a lovely pair of boots you got on,

but I'd hate to be in them.

Hey, Danny!
Hey, Dan, come here!

- Where have you been?
- Been countin' up the votes.

Boy, you're in
the biggest kind of trouble I ever--

Yeah, I know,
the junior league wants me for murder.

Uh-oh, tornado comin'.

Oh! Oh, Bud?

Uh, what?

Have you seen him yet?

Who?

Danny Churchill.

Oh, Danny.
Uh, no, I haven't.

Uh, I think he went to sleep.

To sleep?

Yeah, he's got
a pretty big day tomorrow.

Girls, I think I see Danny.

- Where?
- Inside.

Oh!

Oh, thanks.

Where's Ginger?

She's inside.

Hey, Polly, you're gonna get fat

if you don't stop
eating all those bananas.

When you look like me
from the neck up,

from the neck down is no problem.

Do you really think
I'll win the crown tonight?

Are you kiddin'?
The rest of those dames

aren't even on the same floor with you.

You know what you ought to do af--hey!

Hey, Ginger? Hey.

Oh, it's fine. Card tricks.

What is it, Danny?

Well, Ginger,
you like me quite a bit, don't you?

I think we're safe in saying that.

I think you know
how I feel about you.

I think so.

Well, remember once you told me

that about 100 years ago,
an Indian pushed that rock

from the other side
of that mountain

just to prove to a girl
that he was on the level

and that she was the only one
he ever cared about?

That's right.

Well, I want you to know that no matter
what happens tonight or any time,

I'd move that rock on the other side
of the mountain any day, any night.

It's a pretty tall mountain.

We've got 'em taller than that.

Come on.
Let's go back to the dance.

Gee, the crowd's wonderful, isn't it?

Yeah.

I guess the good luck locket's
really working.

Ah...

Danny, could I have it back now?

Huh?

Well, I mean, just so that
maybe I could win the crown tonight.

Well, Ginger,
I--I forgot to tell you,

but I--I lost it on the road.

Hi there.

Hi.

Hello, Gramp.
Well, what do you think of it all?

Well, I kinda lost track
of the whole thing, miles back.

Isn't it nice?
You know, Danny, you really--

Ginger! Would you
care to dance with Ginger?

- Well, I, uh--
- Go ahead. It's fine. Have fun. Dance.

Uh, would you like to get some air?

I'd love to.

Danny, Danny Churchill!

Wait a minute. That's you.

- Huh?
- Well, they're calling you.

- Uh...
- Well, go on up.

Danny.

- Oh, Danny.
- Danny.

Attention, please.

And now the high point
of our little jamboree.

Mr. Danny Churchill will crown
the most attractive,

the most popular,
the most everything girl,

queen of the rodeo.

You're about to see
a man buried alive.

Ladies and gent--

Lady--ladies and gentlemen,

uh, I want to thank you all
for coming here tonight,

especially the ladies.

There's nothing
that I'd rather do than this.

Thank you, Tom.

Looks a little nervous, doesn't he?

He's a study...

Yeah.

...in suicide.

There have been
so many sensational girls here tonight,

that it has been quite a problem.

But it had to be done, anyhow.

Uh, and I--I thought
that the voting was so close,

that you should meet the two girls

who, uh, came down the stretch together.

The delightful and talented

and lovely, Miss Ginger Gray.

And now the gracious

and lovely daughter of the governor

Miss Nancy Tait--

Uh, I mean,
Miss Marjorie Tait.

And now...for the queen.

It's with great pleasure...

and honor on behalf of Cody College...

Oh, I can't look at this.

To award the crown

to...Miss...

Marjorie Tait.

- Congratulations.
- Thank you.

I'm very happy for...

Lost it on the road, huh?

- Now, wait a minute--
- What was she doing, hitchhiking?

Ginger, I can explain--

Danny, wait. The crown.

There.

Where do you want me
to ship the body?

Ginger, listen to me, will you?

Remember what I told you?
About moving the rock?

I wouldn't believe you
if you moved a mountain.

Ginger...

Miss Ginger?

Oh, Miss Ginger, you can't do that.

That's for kids.

Oh, Rags, I feel so miserable.

Oh, Miss Ginger.

You know, I...I've known you
since you were that high,

I saw you fall off horses
and get run over,

but, gee, I never saw you cry.

You know what I came out here for?

What?

You remember one day
you told me that,

well, if ever I felt lonesome, that...

you'd sing me a song just for me?

Mm-hmm.

Well, I feel lonesome.

♪ O'd man sunshine ♪

♪ Listen, you ♪

♪ Never tell me dreams come true ♪

♪ Just try it ♪

♪ And I'll start a riot ♪

♪ Beatrice Fairfax, don't you dare ♪

♪ Ever tell me he will care ♪

♪ I'm certain ♪

♪ It's the final curtain ♪

♪ I never want to hear ♪

♪ From any cheerful Pollyannas ♪

♪ Who tell you ♪

♪ Fate supplies a mate ♪

♪ It's all ♪

♪ Bananas ♪

♪ They're writing songs of love ♪

♪ But not for me ♪

♪ A lucky star's above ♪

♪ But not for me ♪

♪ With love to lead the way ♪

♪ I've found more skies of gray ♪

♪ Than any Russian play ♪

♪ Could guarantee ♪

♪ I was a foo' to fall ♪

♪ And get that way ♪

♪ Heigh-ho, a'as ♪

♪ And also lackaday ♪

♪ A'though I can't dismiss ♪

♪ The memory ♪

♪ Of his kiss ♪

♪ I guess ♪

♪ He's not ♪

♪ For ♪

♪ Me ♪

Rags, what's the matter?

I feel so much better...now.

Oh, Rags, don't cry.

Ginger?

Ginger...

who's going away?

I am.

Where?

Back east with Polly.

- Back east? Why?
- Mm-hm.

Oh, lots of reasons.

When?

Pretty soon.

Ginger.

Ginger, look at me.

I'm looking.

I'm sorry.

You're not looking at me now.

I'm really sorry about
your grandfather and the school

and about your not winning the crown.

You're not angry
with me really, are you?

No.

And you know that I'm really sorry?

Yes.

Will you...

will you write to me?

No.

Why not?

'Cause I won't have anything to write.

I will, though.

You will?

Yeah, lots of things

about how I fell in love with you

under an old transmission

and how I felt like
cutting off my right arm

after I gave that other girl the crown.

Oh, I...

I don't care about that.

You're not looking at me.

Ginger, wait a minute.

I want to tell you about the locket.

I don't wanna hear about it.

Well, here it is.

I--I don't want it.

No, I don't--I don't even wanna touch it.

Oh, take it, won't you, please?

Every time I look at it,
I'll hate myself for the rest of my life.

Oh, won't you, please?

Did you ever...ever kiss that debutante?

I take an oath.

Did you ever want to?

Never mind. Don't answer that.

Ginger.

We tried to--

Hallelujah, Gramp!
Excuse me. Hallelujah!

What's the meaning of this, Ginger?

Cody comes to life.

- You keep out of this.
- No, sir.

Why, hello, Dad.

Do you know that this school
isn't gonna close?

- Is isn't?
- No, sir! Take a look at this.

Applications for admittance.

- To this school.
- Next year.

- Over 200 of them.
- The governor can't close the school!

- He can't close the school?
- No!

Now, now, now, get yourself all set.
Now, are you ready?

Ready for anything.

These applications are from girls.

- From what?
- Yeah. Girls!

Why not make the school coeducational?

Oh, no.

Dad, didn't I tell you girls had a future?

I always said you were girl-crazy.

I was wrong.
You're just crazy.

- Wait a minute, wait a minute!
- Don't feel that way, Mr. Churchill.

No, not you.
Get me the governor.

You heard me, the governor. Yes.

And reverse the charges.

Gramp!

- Is everybody having fun?

Ah, that's only the beginning.

And now the golden voice
of the golden West,

our own Ginger Gray
singing "I Got Rhythm,"

accompanied by Tommy Dorsey
and his orchestra,

and that ain't hay.

♪ Days can be sunny ♪

♪ With never a sigh ♪

♪ Don't need what money ♪

♪ Can buy ♪

♪ Birds in the trees sing ♪

♪ Their day full of song ♪

♪ Why shouldn't we sing along? ♪

♪ I'm chipper all day ♪

♪ Happy with my lot ♪

♪ How do I get that way? ♪

♪ Look at what I've got ♪

♪ I got rhythm ♪

♪ I got music ♪

♪ I got my man ♪

♪ Who could ask for anything more? ♪

♪ I got daisies ♪

♪ In green pastures ♪

♪ I got my man ♪

♪ Who could ask for anything more? ♪

♪ O'd man trouble ♪

♪ I don't mind him ♪

♪ You won't find him 'round my door ♪

♪ I got starlight ♪

♪ I got sweet dreams ♪

♪ I got my man ♪

♪ Who could ask for anything more? ♪

♪ Who could ask for anything more? ♪

♪ Who could ask?
Who could ask? ♪

♪ Who could ask
for anything more? ♪

♪ I got rhythm ♪

- ♪ I got rhythm ♪
- ♪ I got music ♪

- ♪ I got music ♪
- ♪ I got my man ♪

♪ Who could ask
for anything more? ♪

♪ I got daisies ♪

♪ In green pastures ♪

♪ I got my man ♪

♪ Who could ask for anything more? ♪

♪ O'd man trouble ♪

- ♪ Old man trouble, I don't mind him ♪
- ♪ I don't mind him ♪

- ♪ You won't find him ♪
- ♪ You won't find him ♪

♪ Hanging 'round
my front or back door ♪

♪ I got starlight ♪

♪ I got sweet dreams ♪

♪ I got my man ♪

♪ Who could ask for anything more? ♪

♪ Who could ask for anything more? ♪

♪ Do-do-do-do-do-do-do ♪

♪ Do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do ♪

♪ I got rhythm ♪

♪ I got music ♪

♪ I got my man ♪

♪ Who could ask?
Who could ask? ♪

♪ Who could ask
for anything more than ♪

♪ Daises, starlight ♪

♪ Sweet dreams? ♪

♪ Hangin' 'round my front door ♪

♪ Hangin' 'round my back door ♪

♪ Hangin' 'round my side door ♪

♪ I got starlight ♪

♪ I got sweet dreams ♪

♪ I got my man ♪

♪ Who could ask
for anything more? ♪

♪ Who could ask
for anything more than ♪

♪ Music and rhythm? ♪

♪ I got ♪

♪ Rhythm ♪

She got rhythm!

He got rhythm!

We got rhythm, yeah!

They got it!

They got it!

We got it!

Rhythm!

Yahoo!

Yahoo!

Whoa!

Hey!

♪ Who could ask for anything more? ♪