Dimples
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- 1936
- 79 min
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Hey, what did the blue jay say
To the little sparrow
on the fence one day
Say, you'll never guess, so I
Will tell you what I overheard
while passing by
The blue jay said " How do you do
Mr. Sparrow, how are you"
The sparrow said " How do I do
I do just as I please"
and then away he flew
Hey, what did the blue jay say
To the little sparrow
as he flew away
Say, nobody ever heard
Because he didn't get a chance
to say a word
The blue jay didn't notice
That on the fence
there was a cat
The sparrow flew
but the blue jay sat
And now he's just a little
bird on Nellie's hat
Hey, hey! Beautiful, beautiful!
That performance touched my heart!
I, for one, will contribute a dollar.
Er, gentlemen? Yes.
That's... fine.
Thank you. Thank you.
Thank you. Thank you.
Come on, fellas!
Help! Help! Help! I got robbed!
I've been robbed! Help!
- I've been robbed! Help! Help!
- The professor's at it again.
Come on, fellas.
We gotta meet the professor.
Not me. The rest of youse kids
can wind up in jail, but not me.
We're not going to jail.
We're going to Washington Square.
- What's the matter? What's up?
- It's the professor.
- You take that back!
You can't inflect
on my grandfather like that!
- Take it back!
- All right.
You don't think the professor would
take anything that didn't belong to him?
That's just the trouble
with the professor!
He don't seem to know what
belongs to him and what doesn't.
The professor's one
of the "honestest" men in the world.
And, besides, he's reformed.
Ah, my pupils.
- Professor!
- Yes, what is it, my little tuberose?
Tell them you didn't take
anything from that man.
What do you mean, steal?
Why, who suggested such a thing?
- We did!
- Oh, you did.
Well, now I ask you,
is this gratitude...
after all I've done for you boys?
- I'm ashamed of you.
- You see?
Yes. As a matter of fact,
I just learned of a big party uptown...
where, if we hurry, we can pick up
a penny or two playing for the guests.
Come along.
- Come on.
- Well, maybe he is honest,
but if it happens again...
Come on, boys. Sit down!
Skinny, would you please sit over here?
Cunning, aren't they?
Especially the little one.
Tsk! The hats!
Can't you see you're in a swell house?
Wouldn't it be amusing to have
them play at our wedding reception?
We could dress them up and...
Allen, you're not listening.
Huh? Oh, our wedding.
Yes, yes. Of course.
- Allen.
- What?
Never mind.
Come on, boys. Tune up.
Stop sniffling like that.
Here, use this.
A sad thing to say at best.
Thoroughly disapprove of it.
Stop mumbling, Jasper.
I can't understand your nephew bringing
these filthy little street Arabs here.
They'd steal your hoops
if they could get their hands on them.
I'll thank you
not to get personal, Jasper.
He was a dandy
Yes, he was a dandy
He was a dandy
and she was a belle
She wore a bonnet
with blue ribbons on it
And he wore a flower in
His coat lapel
He was so handsome
And she was oh, so fair
While strolling on the avenue
Folks would stop and stare
For he was a dandy
Yes, he was a dandy
He was a dandy
and she was a belle
She wore a bonnet
with a stuffed tomato on it
And he wore a flower in
His coat lapel
We've been robbed.
All our furs, everything.
A burglar's been in
and has stolen everything!
- What did I tell ya? He's done it again.
- He did not.
- I know he didn't!
- Just the same, I'm through! Come on.
He did not! He did not!
Police! Police!
Police! Police!
I'm caught!
- Somebody broke in the window.
- What?
I haven't any doubt these ragamuffins
are part of the scheme,
sent here to divert
our attention from the thief.
- Will you stop mumbling?
- They've caught one of them.
- Leave me alone. I didn't do anything.
- We'll take you right in.
- I don't know nothing about it.
- We caught this one in the balustrade.
I trust you weren't injured
in the struggle.
Why, no, ma'am... not a scratch.
Come here, dear.
Don't be afraid. You and Jasper...
take these gallant officers upstairs...
and get a description
of the things that were taken.
Give my apologies to my guests and
assure them I will replace everything.
- But doesn't this one go to jail?
- Oh, don't be an idiot.
Come, dear.
I didn't do anything.
Honest, I didn't.
- I'm too little.
- Are you?
- Won't you let me go?
- Where would you go?
- Home.
- Where's home?
- With the professor.
- The professor?
- Who's the professor?
- Oh, don't you know him?
Why, everybody knows the professor.
He's a fine gentleman
and an "aristocrack."
Oh.
- Is that cake?
- Suppose you find out.
Help yourself, my dear.
- Hey, Professor, wait a minute!
- What is it?
Professor, they got her!
The police. They got her!
- They got who? They got Dimples?
- Yes, sir!
Oh, uh... Here, uh...
Say, the professor's
awful strict with his students.
He watches 'em very close
so they won't do nothing bad.
And he scolds them
if they're naughty.
But singing and playing in the street?
Isn't it rather odd...
for a music teacher to permit that?
Aw, that's just practice.
If they practice at home, the neighbors
throw bottles through the windows.
Which do you like best,
chocolate or vanilla?
I like chocolate and vanilla.
I wish the professor was here.
He likes vanilla cake.
Help! Stop thief!
Help! Stop thief!
Oh, he got away.
The thief got away.
- Are you hurt, sir?
- Oh, he was a big fellow.
Too big for me.
I'm not as young as I once was.
- What's going on down there?
- This gentleman almost caught the thief.
- He got nearly everything back.
- Wonderful!
Won't you come in, sir?
I'd like to see you.
Oh, thank you, madam.
I'd be delighted.
Well, I did no more
than my duty as a citizen.
Ah, and not unlike the home
of my childhood.
Dimples, my darling.
- You're all right.
- I knew you'd come.
- It's the professor.
- Ah, delighted.
Do you see? If anything's been stolen,
always send for the professor...
and, generally,
you can get it back.
Uh, yeah. Well,
I wouldn't go as far as to say that.
You've rendered me a valuable service,
sir. I can't thank you enough.
Oh, madam. I, uh, I was passing...
in front of your, uh... cottage...
when the culprit emerged
from the bushes.
I seized him and grappled with him,
but he was young and I am not
the Eustace Appleby that I was...
when I stroked the Yale crew
to victory.
If it wouldn't embarrass you, I'd like
you to accept a little something.
Oh, no, no, madam.
Thank you. Not for me.
Any American would have done the same.
But, of course,
if you'd like to, uh,
remember the child
with a little something...
- Oh, no.
- Eh, no.
Just a little souvenir. $100 or...
Perhaps 75.
Is there anything
you'd especially like, dear?
Well, there is one thing.
- Yes.
- What is it, dear?
If it's not too much,
I'd like another little piece
of that chocolate cake.
- Of course, child!
- Oh, dear.
How big a piece do you want?
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