Bathing Beauty Page #3

I'd be interested?

Well, you should be.

She's your aunt too.

Oh, look, Caroline, why don't you let me

come over and talk to you?

I'm sorry, Mr. Elliott, you'll have to wait

until the last Sunday in October.

If you're still here.

That's when I hold my annual reception

for new students. Good night.

Well, look, l...

Hello?

Hello?

Relax, Stevey, this isn't French,

it's music.

Professor Hendricks won't be here

for 10 minutes. We set his clock back.

Oh, good.

His music sets me back about 10 years.

I must have taken a little catnap.

Catnap, my eye. You weren't purring,

you were snoring.

Don't men look silly

when they're waking up?

Don't men look silly?

I can imagine what you look like

when you wake up.

What do you mean?

Do you realize what girls go through

to make themselves beautiful?

How they look when they first get up?

Look, I'll show you.

Now, the chair will be the bed. See?

Here's an imaginary dresser

with the mirror and the makeup.

The mirror and the makeup

are important.

I'll take the part of the girl, see?

Now, you give me something to wake

me up like they do early in the morning.

Cheese it, here comes Piccolo Pete.

And now we come to the folk song,

or traditional type of melody.

A perfect example of this school

is the old Scotch ballad, "Loch Lomond."

You may illustrate, Miss Smith.

And no embellishments, please.

By yon bonnie banks

And by yon bonnie braes

Where the sun shines bright

On Loch Lomond

Oh, we too have passed

So many blithesome days

On the bonnie, bonnie banks

Of Loch Lomond

Oh, you take the high road

And I'll take the low road

And I'll be in Scotland afore ye

But I and my true love

Will never meet again

Are we keeping you awake,

Mr. Elliott?

Barely.

I suppose you think you could improve

upon the melody, Mr. Elliott?

Oh, he has, many times.

Oh, indeed.

I shall give him another opportunity.

Thank you, sir.

You'll bring a sample

of your improvement tomorrow.

At which time,

I shall turn the class over to you.

- Tomorrow?

- Yes.

That's rather quick notice,

isn't it, professor?

Tomorrow, huh?

May I bring my own accompanist?

Oh, you may bring anyone you like.

And now, if you haven't

any objections...

...we will proceed with our music,

Mr. Elliott.

Here's coffee. I brought you some

doughnuts too. I made them myself.

- I helped her carry them over.

- Oh, swell. Thanks a lot.

- Oh, here they come.

- Here they come.

I'll take the high road

And I'll take the low road

You're not a Tetrazzini

And, babe, you're no Caruso

But don't you get a tingle

Whenever our voices mingle?

You've heard that Sinatra fellow

I swoon when he gets mellow

Well, anything he can do I can do

Accompanied slightly by you

I'll take the high note

And you take the low note

And we'll make sweet music together

I'll sing in your key

And you'll sing in my key

We won't be off-key together

We'd be such a lovely duet

We might even sing at the Met

There's no telling how far we'll go

- lf I sing high

- And I sing low

So I'll take the high note

And you'll take the low note

And we'll make sweet music together

Oh, I'll take the high note

And you take the low note

And I'll be in Dixie afore ye

Well, anything you can do

I can do too

Accompanied slightly by you

I'll take the high note

And you take the low note

And we'll make sweet music together

I'll sing in your key

And you sing in my key

We won't be off-key together

We'd be such a lovely duet

We might even sing at the Met

There's no telling how far we'll go

If you sing high

And you sing low

I'll take the high note

And you take the low note

- High

- High

- Da-da-da-de-a

- Da-da-da-de-a

- Da-do-dey

- Da-do-dey

High, high, high, la-do-da-de-a

I'll take the high note

And you take the low note

And we'll make

- We'll make sweet music together

- We'll make sweet music together

We'd be such a lovely quartet

We might even sing Rigolet

There's no telling what we could do

If I sing true

And I sing blue

High, low

High, high, high, high, the high note

I'll take the high note

And you'll take the low note

And we'll make sweet music together

We four together

We'll take the high note

We'll take the low note

And we'll make sweet music together

We'll sing in your key

We'll sing in your key

We won't be off-key together

We'd be such a lovely sextet

We'll do Lucia di Lammermoor yet

We'll give out with a hot gavotte

- lf Smith plays sweet

- And James plays hot

We'd be the best of all the octettes

We'd dance a ring around the Rockettes

Our Terpsichore is to the pernt

In fact, we've learned to kill the jernt

Two, three, kick

Isn't that redheaded fellow wonderful?

That's me.

- High

- High

- Da-da-da-de-a

- Da-da-da-de-a

- Le-do-dey

- Le-do-dey

High, high, high, high, da, high

I'll take the high note

And you take the low note

And we'll make

We'll make

Sweet music together

Splendid. A great improvement.

Thank you very much.

Well, there you are, professor.

Young man...

...due to circumstances

over which I have no control...

...I am forced to give you

an A in music.

Gee, you've got the longest eyelashes.

You know,

I dream about you every night.

Gosh, your hair's silky.

Did you every try it in braids?

Come in.

I knew you'd like it in braids.

How dare you come here?

Oh, now.

Rule 113:

"Students are invited at all times

to bring to the members of the faculty...

...problems of a personal nature."

Now, I have a problem...

...and it's very personal.

- Well, what is it?

Well, it's about my bed.

What about your bed?

Well, it's cold.

Now, don't tell me you forgot

to bring your hot-water bottle.

It's the first thing you packed

when we were going on our honeymo...

I'll see that you get another blanket.

Good night, Mr. Elliott.

Oh, I have another problem.

- What is it?

- It's about my bed again.

Not only is it too cold, but...

Well, it's too short.

My foot sticks out. Both of them.

Well, have it cut off. Both of them.

Well, I'd much rather

have a bigger bed.

One like the one we were going to buy,

you remember?

No. No, I don't remember.

You remembered

the hot-water bottle, though.

Oh, brother. What a bed that was.

Carved out of rosewood

with little cupids all over it.

You remember it.

It was in that store window in California.

If you miss the bed,

why don't you go back to California...

...and sleep in the window.

- I will, if you'll go with me.

Oh, Caroline,

you've got to believe me...

Caroline. Oh, Caroline.

Here comes that Evans

and that elephant again.

Hey, what's that guy

hanging around you for?

Why, we're very dear friends.

In fact, we're more than friends, we're...

We're practically engaged.

Well, congratu...

Engaged?

You're married to me.

I won't be when that annulment

comes through.

Caroline, are you there?

Just a moment, Willis, dear.

Willis, dear. You know

you're not in love with that creep.

Don't tell me who I'm in love with.

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