East Side of Heaven Page #2

earlier than me.

I'm down

at the corner grocery store.

Is there anything special

you and your little roommate would

like for our wedding breakfast?

Look, honey, why don't you

surprise us this morning?

All right,

I'll surprise you.

Now you put the coffee on,

I'll be right up.

It's practically boiling.

Hurry up now.

Okay.

Come on, tovarich, get off that

cloud, this is my wedding day.

Come on!

My horse wins

and pays 50 to 1,

and before I can collect

the money you wake me up.

What's the difference? You'd have

lost it back on the next race anyway.

That's the trouble with you, your

dream horses are all nightmares.

Nice looking pair of pajamas

for a best man.

Say, what are you

beefing about?

Since when does the best man

have to wear fancy pajamas?

The very idea. Best man.

That's silly anyhow.

If the best man

is the best man,

why does the bride

marry the groom?

Hey, you been drinking

my hair tonic again?

You lovely little scallions.

Someday you'll grow up

to be big, strong onions.

Denny, my garden

is getting beautiful.

I love gardening.

There's nothing like

getting close to the soil.

A garden does something

to me.

Say, Nicky,

how's your garden?

Do I have to go

through all that again?

Oh, that must be Mary,

let her in, will you?

Yeah.

Mary!

Isn't this a perfect day

for a wedding?

Mary, I hate to tell you this,

but last night

I cast your horoscope

and the stars

are against you.

What kind of nonsense

is that?

It's not nonsense.

Look, you are Sagittarius

and Denny is Libra.

Now, it just happens that the moon is in

mid-heaven and Mars is in the ascendant.

That part is all right.

Well?

But the trouble is that today,

Pluto is in conjunction with Uranus.

Oh, what does all that mean?

That you should postpone

the wedding.

Mars and Uranus you can push

around, but never fool with Pluto.

Why don't you ask the stars

when you're going to get a job?

Well, I did and they told me

not to even try till 1942.

Well, that's not so long.

Hello, Mary,

you look swell.

How can you tell?

You can't even see me.

Who has to see you?

You always look swell.

Flatterer! I bet that's what

you say to all your cooks.

Hey, Nicky,

how about plucking a few of your

chives for the scrambled eggs?

Oh, my little chives,

they're so young.

Well, they'll never be

any younger.

What is that you're singing?

The Russian harvest song.

Honey, there ought to be a

girl like you in every kitchen.

That's for free.

And very good, too.

What are you featuring here

this morning?

Scrambled eggs and chives.

A wedding breakfast

fit for a king.

Thank you, Your Majesty.

Will you pour?

A pleasure.

This is for me.

The old domestic life.

I love it.

If I were a dreamer, Mary, do

you know what I'd dream about?

No. Tell me.

A little place

out in the country,

with about two acres

of ground,

room enough

for some chickens

and have a big dog, maybe.

And right in the middle of it

the kind of a cottage you

read about in the storybooks.

Oh, Denny,

that sounds lovely.

I think

we'd all be very happy.

Oh, listen here, tovarich,

when Mrs. Martin and I return

to the estate after the wedding

it won't be a bachelor's apartment anymore.

You catch on?

I think I understand.

Here's to the bride

and groom.

May all your little ones

be troubles.

Oh, no.

I haven't any troubles.

I'm healthy, I'm happy,

I've got a wonderful girl

and a wonderful job.

Would you pardon me, please?

Telegram for

Mr. Denny Martin.

That's me. Thanks.

You're welcome.

How about this, somebody's

sending us congratulations

even before we're married.

Oh, Denny,

I hope you didn't forget

to tell the boss

you want the day off.

Looks like I won't have

to ask for the day off.

You won't? Why not?

Here, honey,

you better read it.

Oh, Denny, I told you that

would get you into trouble.

It's a fine

sense of humor, huh?

A fellow fires you and

sends it on a greeting blank.

There, you see?

That old devil Pluto.

Every time you try to help

somebody you get it in the neck.

It's all right, honey, when Mona was

on the stage she tried to get me a job.

She's a good scout and

I'm glad I did what I did,

but I guess I just got

carried away, that's all.

I understand

you meant well, Denny.

I just feel badly

because we have to

postpone our wedding again.

Why?

You know we can't get married

unless you're working.

Be practical.

Oh, I'm tired

of being practical,

I wanna get married.

I wish you two

would make up your minds.

From unpacking and packing, my

clothes are getting all worn out!

Some search for solace

In a sad and somber song

And delve into the depths

of that dominion

While others thrive on things

That terrify the throng

I guess it's just

a matter of opinion

'Cause I say sing

a song of sunbeams

Let the notes fall

where they may

Sing a song of sunbeams

in a light, fantastic way

Show the blues you're busy

That you just can't be annoyed

And they'll up and go

'Cause they know

They're null and void

People all are suckers

for a grin

You give out

They're gonna give in

People always love

a jolly gent

They might even

make you president

Why don't you sing a song

of sunbeams?

Let the notes fall

where they may

Sing a song of sunbeams

In a light, fantastic way

Life is never perfect

But it isn't always wrong

So the only thing to do

is sing

A sunbeam song

There we are.

How much is that?

Oh, there's no charge, madam.

No charge?

This is a new service

of the Sunbeam Cab Company

to promote goodwill

and increase business.

If you liked it,

please tell your friends.

Well. I never heard

of such a thing.

Well, it's a new idea,

you see.

Catching my cab is like grabbing

the brass ring on a merry-go-round.

You get a free ride

and music with it.

I think it's wonderful, and I

enjoyed your singing very much.

Have you ever heard

Martinelli?

Oh, yes.

Of course he's good, too,

but he hasn't got a cab.

Hello, darling.

How's the voice with a smile?

Don't change the subject.

What subject?

The one

I'm thinking of, silly.

How's the new job?

Oh, it's great!

Knocked out 26 miles, 84 choruses

and two high finishes today.

Oh, I hope it lasts.

I hope my pipes do, too.

It's really wonderful

though, honey.

I've stepped up

in the world.

It's not a job,

it's a position.

I sit, I ride and I sing,

and to a real live audience.

Yeah, but not to more

than four people at a time.

It's still better than singing

into a telephone,

at least they can't

hang up on me.

That's progress.

How much more money

are you getting a week?

You know, honey, this is the

first real chance I've ever had.

How much more

are you getting?

Over two million people a day

ride in taxis in this town,

just think of it.

The chances are two million

to one in my favor.

Just a minute.

Are you gonna tell me how much

more money you're getting a week?

Well, it's not

exactly more, it's...

Oh, you're getting

the same salary?

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