A Date with Judy Page #10

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Foster. I'm so glad for you, so glad.

Well, I'm happy

I don't have to earn a living doing that.

It's much easier selling fish.

Well, you do it for a living,

it is like selling fish.

Hope that you're not late

for your rehearsal...

...and that Mr. Cugat

won't be angry with you.

Cugie, angry?

Oh, no, he never gets angry.

He's sweet and kind just like you,

Mr. Foster.

Always a gentleman.

He's gentle as a kitten.

- And we'll be married pretty soon.

- No.

- Yes.

- Isn't that wonderful.

Well, I hope your married life

is as happy as mine has been.

It will be. If it's not,

I hit Cugie right on the head.

Yes, Mr. Foster?

Miss Rosita and I are going to the hotel

for the wedding-anniversary dinner tonight.

- You can take the rest of the day off.

- Thank you, Mr. Foster. I'd love to.

- Good luck. And congratulations.

- Thank you ever so much.

I'm going home to tell Mother.

Oh, no, Judy, you mustn't do that.

Not on the day

of her wedding anniversary.

In fact, I'm not sure

you should ever tell her.

Maybe somehow there's been a mistake.

Maybe.

There's no mistake.

I think she has a right to know.

Then at least wait

until after the party tonight.

All right.

Carol, you won't hold of this against me.

Of course not, Judy.

Who knows?

I may be coming to you

with the same kind of problem.

So my Rosita, my dove, my little pigeon,

the light of my life, she's late again, eh?

You think you're so good you don't

have to come to rehearsal, no?

Cugie, he's just a little bit upset.

Just a little.

And don't go away.

He does not stay angry long.

I'll show you.

Now, you're not going to stay

angry long with your baby?

Well, I'll forgive you.

This last time I forgive you.

But you better don't forget

a single word of your song.

You see? His bite is worst than his bark.

Now I rehearse my song, then

you talk about your dinner tonight, huh?

There.

Nice.

Pancho, go down with eight

and come up with the downbeat.

I love the Latin music of Seor Cugat

He's got the kind of a zip

That only a few got

The music is romantic

The music is exciting

But I like a little better what you got

Not Cugat, but what you got

Not Cugat, but what you got

Ahh...

That's the kind of the music. I like it.

It talks to my skin.

I'm a jitterbug and I'm hot as a pipe

I want to tell you, brother

I'm the bobby-sock type

I'm a red tomato and I'm overly ripe

I'm cooking with gas

I got a mellow fellow

And he's right on the track

And I'm so tutti-fruitti

That I holler, "Hey, Mack"

Beats me up, Barry

And I'll beat you right back

I'm cooking with gas

Dig, dig, dig, deep right in the grove

Then send me boy with a boot and a boat

I got some fish in my food

I don't know what the heck

That I'm talking about

I'm an alligator and I'm sharp as a bug

I like to boogie-woogie

Like to chew up a rug

I'm very, very groove

And I'm a hot chili pep

I'm cooking with gas

Oh, Dig, dig, dig, deep right in the grove

Then send me boy with a boot and a boat

I've got some fish in my food

I don't know what the heck

That I'm talking about

- Do you like it?

- Yes, I like it

- Do you dig me?

- Yes, I dig you

- Is it murder?

- Sure, it's murder

- Will you swing it?

- Yes, I will

I'm the zootiest chick this side of Brazil

Yes, sir.

Come in.

Oh, Judy, dear, come in.

Will you please excuse us?

I'd like to talk to Mother alone.

I'm practically downstairs right now,

Miss Judy.

My, oh, my.

Doesn't she look just like a bride to be?

Thank you, Nightingale.

- Mother?

- Hm?

Do you love Father very much?

Very much, Judy.

Very, very much.

When a woman loves a man terribly...

...and finds out that he doesn't love her

like she thought he did...

...what happens then, Mom?

Well, at my age it might

very well be a tragedy.

But at your age, honey,

it's just all part of growing up.

Learning about people,

learning about a lot of things.

Whatever problem you have,

we'll work out together.

Now, this is no time to be sad.

We're all going out to dinner

and have a grand time, aren't we?

- Of course we are, but this is much...

- Ready, Dora?

- Practically ready, Melvin.

- Good evening, Father.

Oh, such formality.

Good evening, Miss Foster.

Will we do?

I'm looking at the two

most beautiful women in the world.

- Thanks, Melvin.

- Thank you, Father.

Judy, I want to speak to your mother

just a few minutes alone.

I'll be waiting outside

if you need me, Mother.

All right, dear.

Dora, I'm a little bit worried about Judy.

She's been acting very strange

the past week.

I just bumped into her

a few minutes ago...

...and she looked at me

and shook her head.

I thought she want to tell me something,

then she ran away.

She's probably trying to make up

her mind between Stephen and Oogie.

And, Melvin...

...your letting her make her own decision

as you're doing is wonderful.

Judy will be all right.

I think she likes living here.

You know something, Dora?

I do too.

- There. You look really sharp, Gramps.

- You really think so, Randolph?

Sure. I bet you were a jim-dandy

when you were a young guy.

Well, I never had any complaints.

Randolph? Gramps?

I have something to say

of the utmost importance.

Something that may change

our whole lives.

- You gonna run for president?

- This is no time for jokes, Randolph.

- Oh, what is it, Judy girl?

- Well, just remember one thing if you will.

Whatever happens this evening,

we must be patient and understanding.

We must stick together.

Please remember.

My sister used to be

a normal human being.

Now she's in love.

Never criticize anyone for being in love,

Randolph.

It's a mighty important institution.

Now, ladies and gentlemen, I take

great pleasure in presenting to you...

...our very talented,

lovely and beautiful singer...

...Senorita Rosita Conchellas.

We gotta get going

Where are we going?

What are we gonna do?

We're on our way to somewhere

But only me and you

All we see there, who we'll see there

What a very big surprise

There may be caballeros

With dark and flashing eyes

We're on our way

Pick up your pack

And if we stay

We won't come back

How can we go?

We haven't got a dime

But we're going

And you're gonna have happy time

Now, someone said

They just come back from somewhere

A friend of mine that I don't even know

He said there's lot of fun

If we can get there

If that's the case

That's the place

The place we want to go

We gotta get going, where we going?

The nerve of her. How dare she?

How dare she?

And in front of Mother too.

Who we'll see there, who will be there

What a very big surprise

There maybe caballeros

With dark and flashing eyes

I'll take the train

You take the boat

Or I'll take the plane

And you ride the boat

Oh, we don't care

We rather walk or climb

But we're going

And you're gonna have a happy time

Melvin, she seems to know you.

Oh, yes, I get around quite a bit.

- We've got a great big secret, Dora.

- Did somebody say, "Let's eat"?

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