Hello, Dolly! Page #6

To march in the 14th Street parade

with the kind of people I can trust.

Shut up!

- Now.

- (all talk at once)

- Have you met Miss Minnie Fay?

- Leave my shop or I'll call Officer Gogarty.

Irene, there's no fun in the jailhouse.

- (shouting)

- Everybody, don't talk at once.

- Just because you're rich...

- Don't deny it.

Doesn't mean you shouldn't

make up for this.

- We'll do anything.

- This is Cornelius Hackl.

- We've already met. How do you do?

- Jail is absolutely out.

- Cornelius, explain to her.

- I'm Cornelius Hackl.

- It seems to me...

- Yes, the only way to make up for it...

Irene, send for the law at once.

You can have them put away

for years on a charge like this.

Help, police! Only,

have dinner with them first.

That's to show that

you tried to settle amicably.

That's how to do it.

Dinner first, life imprisonment later.

It'll be a lovely evening. Who knows what'll

happen before you send them off to jail?

- Mr. Hackl?

- Oh, by all means.

- It's what we had in mind all along.

- Minnie, we've been respectable for years.

Now we're in disgrace,

we might as well make the most of it.

- It is the only sensible thing to do.

- Cornelius...

Now, I know a doughnut shop in the station.

Doughnut shop? Certainly not.

We want a fine dinner in a fashionable place.

And I know just the place.

The Harmonia Gardens on 14th Street.

- Your favourite restaurant.

- Wait a minute...

The finest food that money can buy and a

lovely orchestra. A polka contest tonight.

- Ooh, dancing.

- Rudolph will give you the best table.

- We could never go there.

- It sounds marvellous.

Come, Minnie. We'll close the shop

and take the whole afternoon off.

Oh, I mean, we could never...

Don't misunderstand me,

it isn't the money or anything...

It's the... the...

What, Mr. Hackl?

It's the dancing. You see, I don't know how.

And they have contests

at the Harmonia... whatever it is.

You said so yourself, and I don't know how.

It would take weeks, months, years to learn.

"Mrs. Dolly Levi. 28-year-old

chief clerks taught how to d..."

Now, you just put one arm

here and one arm there.

It's no use. I have no sense of rhythm.

Absolutely no sense of rhythm

is the primary requirement

for learning by the Levi method.

Just give me five minutes.

I'll have you dancing in the streets.

I think we'll start with lesson seven:

the waltz kick turn.

Right foot, touch, left foot, touch,

under, back, around, touch.

Back, through, around, behind.

Out, over... release... unfurl!

Oh, oh, that's just

absolutely wonderful, Mr. Hackl.

When I think of the lucky women

who'll find heaven in your arms!

I think we'll go back to lesson one, shall we?

Put your hand on her waist

and stand,

with her right in your left hand.

And...

One. That's right.

And one, two, three.

Ah!

One, two, three.

Oh, no. This one. And one, two, three.

One, two, three.

Look! I'm dancing!

- I was.

- Of course you were, Mr. Hackl.

Take the someone whose arms you're in

Hold on to her tight

And spin

And one, two, three

One, two, three

One, two, three

Look! I'm dancing!

Ah! Come here.

Turn around and turn around,

try floating through the air

Can 't you be a little more aesthetic?

Don't you think my dancing

has a polish and a flair?

The word I think I'd use is athletic.

Well, my heart is about to burst

My head is about to pop

And now that I'm dancing

who cares if I ever stop?

That's wonderful.

Look, everybody!

I, Cornelius Hackl, sport, I'm dancing!

You're next, Mr. Tucker.

Glide and step

And then step and glide

And everyone stand aside!

Not... not yet, Mr. Tucker. One, two, three.

One, two, three. One, two, three, one...

- Look! He's dancing!

- I think he's holdin' out on us.

You could learn to polka

if you worked a week or so

Or the tango filled with passion seething

I might join the chorus

of the Castle Garden show

Whatever you do, Mr. Tucker,

keep breathing.

For my heart is about to burst

My head is about to pop

And now that we're dancing

who cares if we ever stop?

Oh.

When there's someone you hardly know

And wish you were closer to

Remember that he can be

near to you while you're dancing

Though you've only just said hello

She's suddenly someone who

can make all your daydreams appear to you

While you're dancing

Make the music weave a spell

Whirl away your worry

Things look almost twice as well

When they're slightly blurry

As around and around you go

Your spirits will hit the top

And now that we're dancing

who cares if we ever stop?

One, two, three. One, two, three.

One, two, three. One, two, three

And now that we're dancing

who cares if we ever stop?

Dolly!

Dolly, Cornelius is taking us to see

the parade. Everyone will be marching.

- Come on, Mrs. Levi.

- Dolly, the world is full of wonderful things.

Hurry, before the parade passes by!

Yes, I will. I will.

Before the parade passes by.

Before it all moves on

And only I'm left

Before the parade passes by

I've got to get in step

While there's still time left

I'm ready to move out in front

Life without life has no reason or rhyme left

With the rest of them

With the best of them

I wanna hold my head up high

I need a goal again

I need a drive again

I wanna feel my heart coming alive again

Before the parade

Passes by

Ephraim, let me go.

It's been long enough, Ephraim.

Every night, just like you'd want me to, I've

put out the cat, made myself a rum toddy,

and, before I went to bed, said a little prayer

thanking God that I was independent.

That no one else's life

was mixed up with mine.

But lately, Ephraim,

I've begun to realise that

for a long time I have not shed one tear.

Nor have I been for one moment

outrageously happy.

Now, Horace Vandergelder, he's always

saying the world is full of fools.

And in a way, he's right, isn't he?

I mean, himself, Cornelius, Irene, myself...

But there comes a time when you've got to

decide if you want to be a fool among fools,

or a fool alone.

Well, I have made that decision, Ephraim,

but I would feel so much better about it

if... if you could just give me a sign,

any kind of a sign that you approve.

I'm going back, Ephraim.

I've decided to join the human race again.

And, Ephraim, I want you to give me away.

Before the parade passes by

I've got to go and taste Saturday's high life

Before the parade passes by

I've got to get some life back into my life

I'm ready to move out in front

I've had enough of just passing by life

With the rest of them

With the best of them

I can hold my head up high

For I've got a goal again

I've got a drive again

I'm gonna feel my heart coming alive again

Before the parade

Passes by

(cheering)

Waah! Waah!

Present arms!

Present arms!

Dolly Levi!

Hi!

Gussie Granger?

What are you doing here?

Earning an honest dollar,

which is more than I've made

on a legitimate stage in two years.

Pity on you. But the meat packers' float?

Ha! Listen, if there was more money

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