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gonna be for you, Beulah and myself.

But that ain't the half of it.

Well, I guess he's doing it

for himself too.

After all, Johnny's outgrown Pacific Street.

He's an important person now.

Oh, no.

I've heard everything.

I thought that Croft dame was the only one

filling him with that stuff, but if you're-

- Miss Croft hasn't anything to do with it.

- No, no, no, no.

She's just gonna sit out front and tell him

how you and me should be doing our stuff.

Maybe you can like it, but not me.

I can take orders from the headman, but when

the headman's wife starts running the show-

- Wife?

- Wife. That's what I said. Wife.

From now on he's gonna be known

as Miss Croft's husband.

She's got the Indian sign

on him already.

She's the one that made him

quit the coast for that society stuff.

If that's the way he wants it,

it's his wedding...

and that's gonna be his funeral too.

Overture!

Beulah!

Hey, Beulah!

- Where have you been? Where's Trudy? You hear that overture?

- She's gone.

Look at yourself. You look like

the last half of Finnegans Wake.

- Get in there and put some powder on your face.

- She's gone to London!

Oh, she's gone to London. That's very funny.

The overture's on, she's-

- She's what?

- Trudy's gone to London!

- Gone to London?

- Yeah!

What are you talkin' about? This time of night

you couldn't get a ferry boat to Oakland.

Gone to London?

# By the light #

# Of the silvery moon #

# I want to spoon #

#To my honey I'll croon #

# Love's tune #

# Honeymoon #

# Keep a-shining in June #

#Your silvery beams

will bring love dreams #

#We'll be cuddling soon #

# By the silvery moon #

# Place:
Park

Scene:
Dark #

# Silvery moon is shining

through the trees #

# Cast:
Two

Me, you #

# Sound of kisses

floating on the breeze #

#Act one begun #

# Dialogue:
Where would you

like to spoon #

# My cue with you #

# Underneath

the silvery moon #

- # By the light #

- #By the light #

# Of the silvery moon #

#Silvery moon, silvery moon #

# I want to spoon #

# Want to spoon, want to spoon #

#To my honey I'll croon #

- # Love's old sweet tune #

- #In the moonlight #

# Honeymoon #

# Keep a-shining

in June #

# Time for lovers to spoon #

#Your silvery beams #

#Will bring love dreams #

- # We'll be cuddling soon #

- #We'll be cuddling soon #

# By the silvery moon #

#Your silvery beams #

#Will bring love dreams #

#We'll be cuddling soon #

# By the silvery moon ##

Bravo!

Oh, Ellie! More flowers

than I've ever seen before.

- And they brought me out for a dozen curtain calls.

- Heavens, miss!

And why shouldn't they?

Here, let me take these. I'll put them in water.

All right.

I can't believe it's true.

I've had opening nights

before- lots of'em.

There was always someone there

to sort of help you over the bumps...

someone you knew would back you up.

It's funny, isn't it?

How scared you can be when you think

you're all alone in a strange country...

without-

Johnny!

Oh, Johnny.

I oughta punch you right in the nose

for running out on me...

but I feel just as proud of you

as if I did it myself.

- You had that audience right in your pocket.

- Were you out front?

Sure. I cabled

for tickets from Paris.

You didn't think I'd be within a thousand miles

of you on your opening night and not be here.

I thought you were a thousand miles away.

I read you were in Italy.

Sure, I saw the works,

from soup to Switzerland.

And what those babies don't know about show

business over there would fill Carnegie Hall.

Show business.

That's still your first love, isn't it?

- Oh, I didn't mean that, Johnny.

- I know.

Bernice is in Paris-

dressmakers and all that stuff.

She's sailing tomorrow,

and I'm boarding the boat at Southampton.

- It's about time I was getting home.

- Yes, of course.

I guess you're itching to get back.

- And how are Dan and Beulah and the Grizzly?

- Fine. Dan's running the place.

I don't expect

I'll be seeing much of it from now on.

- Did you buy the Majestic?

- No.

It wouldn't have been any fun

without you there.

I'm going high-hat in a big way.

- I'm taking over the opera house.

- Oh, that's wonderful.

Sure. I went into opera stuff while I was in Italy-

and take La Scala, for instance.

It's only a high-class concert hall.

The only difference is you

play to the carriage trade...

and the people in the audience don't know

what the performers are yelling about.

But I think I can show 'em back home

how it should be done.

If you say you can, Johnny,

I know you will.

Gee, Trudy, it's like old times...

having you give me a pat on the back

and telling me to go after things.

That's someone else's privilege now.

Oh, she's all for it.

Keep opera in the Croft family

and all that stuff.

Funny, isn't it?

Wonder where we'd all be now

if we'd been satisfied just plugging along...

on that old act we tried out

at Sharkey's that night.

I wonder.

Well, we can all take a bow.

We were tops, and we proved it.

We've got everything

we started out for.

I guess you've got everything

you started out for.

We're from the newspapers.

- Can we see Miss Evans?

- London Times.

- Just a moment, gentlemen.

- Thank you, miss.

Well, I, uh- I'd better go now.

Keep in touch with me, Trudy. I might

want you for a big show myself sometime.

You bet I will, Johnny.

- Good-bye.

- Good-bye.

- Will you grant us an interview?

- That was an extraordinary performance.

Was that your husband?

Tosca, 1,750.

Il Trovatore, 1,600.

Aida, less than 1,500.

Why, there were more people on the stage

than there were in the audience.

This free list looks like

the entire social register.

Is there a law against people

paying money to hear opera?

Mrs. Cornell's friends. But when you sponsor

opera, you don't expect to make money.

Who doesn't? A sponsor is an angel,

an angel is a sucker, and a sucker's a sap.

If business doesn't pick up at the end

of the week, put out the closing sign.

- But, Mr. Cornell-

- And cut out the free list!

I've been trying to tell you for over a month

that the place was on the skids...

but no, you were too busy up there with that

spaghetti carnival at the opera house.

- I'm trying to get that out of the red too.

- It don't pay off, brother.

You understand?

What do you do?

You go and sell the Rollerdrome, then you sell

Dance Land, and now the Silver Palms, and why?

To supply them imported

canaries with birdseed.

If you don't mind a suggestion, you'd better

do something about pulling the Grizzly Bear out.

The sheriff's gonna be breathing

right down the back of your neck.

She ain't kidding either, brother.

We ain't even got half a stock down in that bar.

Our old customers have to go someplace else

because we can't supply their favorite brands.

Sure, all the good chorus girls

have quit for live jobs.

Why, the ones we got left look like something

that came across with the covered wagons-

pullin' 'em.

Listen, you still got

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