Baby Take a Bow Page #4

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- How about the chauffeurs?

They just dropped me off here.

Have the butler bring 'em in.

- You know what to do?

- Right.

Right.

How are you,

Mr. and Mrs. Carson?

I'm the special investigator

from the insurance company.

Mrs. Carson, don't you worry.

You'll soon be wearing your pearls again.

- Have you found them?

- No. But I'm pretty sure

your chauffeurs are mixed up in it.

I can't believe it.

They're such nice-looking boys.

Yeah, well you can't go too much on looks.

They both got prison records.

Why didn't you

tell us that, Mr. Flannigan?

Because if they're innocent,

why prejudice you against them?

- Here they are now.

- Well, I don't want to be here

when you're questioning them.

Come in, boys.

Morning, Mr. Carson.

I don't suppose

you boys know...

there was a pearl necklace stolen

from this house last night?

Well, what do you know

about that?

- What do you know about it?

- This is the first I've heard about it.

You're not trying to pin it

on us are you, Welch?

- No. I'm just gonna ask you

a few questions, that's all.

- Sure. Go ahead.

Where did you go after you left

the garage last night?

I went right home, and after dinner,

my wife and I went to bed.

- Anybody with you?

- No.

- Where did you go?

- I went to the movies with my girl.

- What was the name of the picture?

- 10,000 Years In Sing Sing.

- You oughta see it. The crook was a real guy.

- Yeah, a regular fella.

I'll check your alibis later.

Wanna ask 'em anything else,

Mr. Flannigan?

No. I think you've more than

covered the ground, Mr. Welch.

- Good day, Mr. Carson.

We'll keep in touch with you.

- Thank you, Mr. Flannigan.

Don't worry, Mr. Carson.

We won't overlook anything.

I'm sure you won't, Mr. Welch. Why didn't

you boys tell me that you'd been in prison?

Well, I'll tell you why,

Mr. Carson.

Because every time we told an employer

about our jail record, we didn't get the job.

So after a few tough breaks,

we decided not to say anything about it.

But we've been going straight,

and that's on the level.

I'm sorry you didn't trust

my judgment.

But under the circumstances,

I can't very well keep you.

Well, I'm sorry you feel

that way about it, Mr. Carson...

but I-I guess...

we understand.

- Good-bye, sir.

- Mr. Simpson will send you your checks.

Yes, sir.

Most unfortunate

this had to happen.

Mr. Carson, from now on, every move these

boys make will be watched by one of my men.

Just leave it to me.

So long.

- So long, Jenkins.

- Good-bye, Eddie.

Come on. Quit worrying, will you?

This ain't the only job in town.

I wasn't thinking of the job.

I was thinking of Welch.

That bird has got

something up his sleeve.

Aw, sometimes I wonder

if going straight really pays.

- Hey, cut out that kind of talk, will you?

- But what'llJane think?

She's a hundred percent for you.

She wouldn't think anything against you

any more than Kay would doubt me.

We're not gonna tell 'em

anything tonight though.

- Why not?

- I'm not gonna let anything

spoil Shirley's birthday party.

Happy birthday to you

Happy birthday to you

Happy birthday, dear Shirley

Happy birthday to you

Yippee!

Come on, Eddie. Speech.

Come on. Make a speech.

Speech?

Uh, ladies and gentlemen...

heirs and heiresses...

this is indeed

an unexpected honor.

And when an unexpected honor

is thrust upon one...

it is, uh... it is...

an unexpected honor.

- Er, uh...

- You better read it, Daddy.

Yeah.

I better read it.

- And now a speech from Shirley.

- Oh, yes. From Shirley.

Up you go.

I wanna thank everybody for the presents

you gave me. Very, very much.

And I hope someday when it's your birthday

that I can give them all back to you.

Now that you folks have heard two of the world's

most famous after-dinner speakers...

we're gonna proceed

with the entertainment.

Larry, strike up the band.

You all follow me.

- Party's still going on, eh?

- Yeah, they seem to be having a good time.

Well, let 'em celebrate tonight.

It'll be my party tomorrow night. You just...

- Leave it to you. I know.

- Yeah.

- Good evening, Mr. Flannigan.

- Good evening, Mr. Welch.

- Nice fella, Flannigan.

- You said it.

Ladies and gentlemen,

your attention this way.

At great expense, we have succeeded in

importing, for the first time on any roof...

and for your entertainment...

that famous star,

Mademoiselle Shirley Ellison.

Never liked a copycat

or the things they do

But it seems that you

must have changed my mind

- Me?

- Yes, you.

I became a copycat

and I love it too

All the things you go for

Are the things I go for

I like what you like

beans and oyster stew

And I like what you like

on account I love you

I go where you go

Anyplace'll do

And I'll go where you go

on account I love you

You're my chocolate sundae

You're my sugar bun

Apple pie and lollipop

all rolled into one

I say what you say

even black is blue

And I'll say what you say

on account of I love you

It's your turn now, Daddy.

I like what you like beans and oyster stew

And I like what you like

on account of I love you

I'll go where you go

Anyplace will do

And I'll go where you go

on account of I love you

You're my chocolate sundae

and my sugar bun

Apple pie and lollipop

all rolled into one

I'll say what you say

Even black is blue

And I'll say what you say

on account of I love you

Come on, Daddy.

No, wait, Daddy.

On account of I love you

Come on, baby.

Take a bow.

Station M.T.R. Your announcer

Ink Rigley and news flashes of the day.

Wall Street, stocks rallied

strongly at the close.

Too bad our broker sold us out.

Recent crime wave spurs police

to greater activity.

The Fifth Avenue residence of Mr. and

Mrs. Joseph Carson was robbed last night.

Apearl necklace valued at $50,000 was stolen.

Police believe it was an insidejob.

The National Insurance Company has

offered a award of $5,000 for the recovery.

Come on, darling.

It's bedtime.

But, Mommy, it's my birthday.

Can't I stay up?

But, darling, you have stayed up.

It's past 9:
00. Come on. Come on, Jane.

Well, it's gonna be tough...

but, come on,

let's go down and explain.

Just a minute, Jane. I'm going to put

Shirley to bed. Come on, sweet.

Mommy,

I had the best time.

That's good, dear.

- Mommy?

- Yes, dear?

Is anything wrong?

Why no, dear.

What made you think that?

Well, I can tell

when you're worried.

You look sick, and when you

look that way, it makes me wanna cry.

Why, no, dear. There's nothing to cry about.

Why, everybody had a fine time.

Let me see you smile.

Come on. Come on.

- Come on.

- There. How's that?

Fine.

- Where's Kay?

- She's just putting Shirley to bed.

- What's happened?

- Well, the breadwinners have stopped winning.

Yeah. Looks like

we're in for a little vacation.

- You mean you were discharged?

- Well, not exactly.

We were canned.

- Why, they can't let you out for nothing.

- No. I know they can't.

But they did.

Welch saw to that.

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