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Yeah, 30 million dollars' worth.
Isn't it disgusting?
And still, poor Tommy has no one
to go to the dance with.
All that dough, most popular
guy in school, no date.
Maybe you're betting on
the wrong horse.
- Mind your own business.
- Temper, temper.
A medicine man I met
Said, "Don't get yourself in a sweat"
When things look gray
Just shrug and say
"It must have been something I 'et"'
"So don't get yourself
In a snit, " he said
Tuck your tantrums
Into your kit instead
"It's disarming to be charming"
Quoth the medicine man
Whom all agree, it's plain to see
So if your temper's
Getting the top hand
All you have to do is just stop and
Pass that peace pipe and
Bury that hatchet
Like the Choctaws, Chickasaws,
Chattahoochees, Chippewas do
If you're feeling mad as a wet hen
Mad as you can possibly get, then
Pass that peace pipe and
Bury that tomahawk
Like those Chichimecs,
Cherokees, Chapultepecs too
When you're cranky
Try to use a little restraint
Fold that hanky
And wipe off all of that war paint
But if you wanna be an all-right guy
Not a long-face,
Blues-in-the-night guy
Write that apology and dispatch it
When you've quarreled
Pass that peace pipe and
Bury that hatchet
Like the Choctaws, Chickasaws,
Chattahoochees, Chippewas
And those Chichimecs,
Cherokees, Chapultepecs
And those Chicutemis,
Chapechets and Chicapees
Chochos, Changos, Chattanoogas,
Cheecharows do
Chocho!
Chango!
Chattanooga, Chippewa!
Chow, chow!
Choo, choo!
Chichimec, Chapultepec!
If you use a little control
You'll be top man on the totem pole
- Professor Kennyon!
- Oh, Miss Lane.
I was going to see you. I corrected
the tests, I'll give them to you now.
Thank you. Yes, the elementary
class. That was a fast job.
- Oh, excuse me...
- Well!
Gee, Connie! It's good to see you.
Oh, excuse me, professor.
Watch your step in more ways than one.
I've got your first exam here.
How did our football star do?
- A perfect paper. 100 percent.
- I did?
I'm surprised. Don't get careless.
You've got to tow the mark with me.
Football and studies don't mix.
Good day.
He's a pleasant old cuss.
Well, I've got to go
to football practice.
Gee, I got a perfect paper.
You know why? It's all your work.
It's just a vocabulary test,
mostly words you taught me that day.
Yes, I know.
It isn't half as much fun
when Kennyon teaches it.
I never have the least
impulse to kiss him.
Speaking of your impulses,
how about Pat McClellan?
Are you making a dent on her
with your French?
Oh, here, I'll take these.
Guess I should have used
that hockey stick.
It doesn't matter anymore. I knew
it the second I bumped into you.
I don't care. I don't care
if I never see her again.
Will you go to the prom with me?
After she declined?
No, thanks.
But I'm glad she did, because
now I can ask you.
Play second fiddle? No, thanks.
Guess I don't blame you.
- Well, who are you going to ask now?
- Nobody.
I'm not going stag.
Guess I won't go at all.
Not go to the prom?
But that's silly! Lt'll
practically be in your honor.
I'll go if you'll go with me.
Well...
- All right.
- You will? Wonderful!
Eight o'clock.
I'm late for practice.
Good luck in the game.
Oh, they sure are blue.
Look at Connie.
Hi, Connie!
She's acting so strange.
Connie, hello!
Hello...
So I told her if that's what she...
Hello, Connie.
Miss Connie!
- The sink, it's acting up again.
- It is? How nice.
How do you like that?
- She must've gone crazy.
- Overwork.
She's having a breakdown,
poor kid. I gotta do something!
Connie, are you all right?
- Babe, guess what?
- What?
I'm going to the prom tomorrow.
So that's it.
Wonderful! Who are you going with?
- You'll never guess.
- Then you better tell me.
Oh, I know it seems impossible, but...
...he likes me.
- Who?
Tommy.
- Tommy Marlowe.
- Tommy!
Connie, I think I ought
to warn you. Pat...
Oh, Pat! He told me all about that.
- It's all over.
- Are you sure?
Oh, of course, I'm sure.
Don't spoil my fun, Babe.
- What should I wear?
- A suit of armor.
Just think, I'm going out
with a football hero.
Yay, Marlowe! Come on, Marlowe!
Touchdown!
Tommy! Tommy!
Oh, I was so thrilled! You made
a football fan out of me overnight.
Oh, Tommy, I was
But today, when I saw you
on the field...
...I suddenly realized
that maybe I was so rude to you...
...because I really liked you.
But I didn't want to like you
as much as I could...
...if I really let myself.
Pat, this is crazy. It's wonderful!
I don't know what to say.
I know what to say.
Can I go with you to the prom tonight?
Can you? Oh, this is terrific!
Wait a minute.
What about Van Dyne?
He just doesn't matter.
Poor Peter, he's really so stuffy.
I should've known
the minute you saw me play a game.
This is wonderful.
It's the greatest day of my life!
I win the opening game and you
at the same time.
Mademoiselle...
...voulez-vous accompany moi
la prom ce soir?
Your French is beautiful.
Enchante, monsieur, enchante.
See you tonight, then.
Tonight.
Connais-tu le pays?
Connais-tu, connais-tu? Con...
Connie!
372-J, please.
So I said, "Herbert, if you think
I'm one of those red-hot mamas...
...you're very badly mistaken. "
372-J, please.
That's right.
I said, "You may think
you're a sheik...
...but your harem has to
do without me.
That is, unless you change your tune. "
372-J, please.
- Hey, Janet.
- Wait.
- Well, you certainly took long enough.
- It's all yours, June.
Georgia, look. I got an orchid!
- Look, Joe sent me an orchid.
- Oh, boy!
My, that powder!
- Those from Bill?
- Aren't they pretty?
Beautiful.
I said, "I don't think
the car's out of gas.
If you think I'm walking home,
you've got another guess coming.
And furthermore... "
Flo, for Pete's sakes! You've been
on that telephone for two hours.
Oh, well, goodbye, Sally.
Who's taking me to the dance?
Well, who do you think? Herbert!
- How do I look?
- You don't look like a librarian.
- I don't feel like one.
- Connie, telephone call for you.
Babe, I was working on
that step you were doing.
- I know it starts like this...
- No, you're all wrong.
You throw your hip out like this.
Then you do...
Oh, that's cute like that.
Oh, I love that step.
Vamoose, Flo. See you later.
Okay, sure. See you later.
Don't tell me. I know.
He broke the date.
He's going with Pat.
Babe, I feel so awful.
Oh, Connie, don't cry. Please.
How could he do that?
Call up at the last minute?
He's horrible.
He's just so dumb.
He is not dumb.
He got 100 percent
It's all my fault. I sicced her onto
him. I had to open my big mouth!
Gee, Connie, I didn't know
you liked him.
Fine friend I turned out to be.
Oh, don't blame yourself.
He didn't have to change his mind
the minute she came running.
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