Hello Frisco, Hello Page #9

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if you don't admit it's the finest show

on the midway, we will refund your money.

- Johnny, my boy!

- Sam!

Look, Johnny!

Gold watches.

Here. See how far you can throw it.

Are you loco?

Come over here.

Johnny, you're spoiling all the fun.

There's plenty more where these come from.

- Say, wait a minute. Did you hit it?

- Did I hit it?

Why, Johnny, there's some folks

calls me Sam the Millionaire.

Why, ifJay Gould was to

come up to San Francisco...

he'd have to look me up if he wanted

to buy a couple of gold mines.

If Alf Vanderbilt was looking for

a partner to buy a railroad, he'd have to-

Wait a minute.

Was it on the grubstake I gave you?

Johnny, your grubstake had kittens.

Why, I got more gold than they got

rice in China. Yes, sir. It's a Comstock.

Why, there's nuggets there you can

pick up in your bare feet with your toes!

Yes, sir. Now here's

a little chicken feed.

And if you want some real money...

we can go down to Ralston's bank

with a wheelbarrow.

- Just a moment. I gotta let this sink in.

- Take all the time you want.

Time and money's

all we're gonna spend from now on.

No, there's something

I gotta take up where I left off.

Oh, if that's what you want, we can build

our own house up on Nob Hill...

with solid-gold fittings

in the bathroom.

No, we won't. I was talking about

the Barbary Coast.

Say, meet me at the Palace Hotel

in an hour.

- This joint owes me 12 bucks. I wanna get it.

- You livin' at the Palace?

I will be by the time you get there.

#Hello, my baby

Hello, my honey #

# Hello, my ragtime gal Send me a

kiss by wire Baby, my heart's on fire #

# If you refuse me

honey, you'll lose me #

#Then you'll be left alone

Oh, baby, telephone #

#And tell me I's your own

Hello, hello, hello #

# Hello, my baby

Hello, my honey #

# Hello, my ragtime gal #

# Send me a kiss by wire

Baby, my heart's on fire #

- #If you refuse me, honey, you'll lose me #

- What is this, a gag?

Listen, Johnny, so help me. I've dug up

every singer in this town that ain't working.

- And that's about the last one.

- ##

I'm sorry, miss, but you haven't got

what it takes to sell a song in a concert hall.

- It wouldn't do either one of us any good. Thanks anyway.

- Who do you expect, Jenny Lind?

I put in a call for two other gals.

They might show up.

- Mr. Cornell, the foreman would like to see you.

- I'll be right with him.

If they're not any better than the ones

you've shown me, forget them.

Listen, ifJohnny catches on, he's gonna

hit the ceiling, and you're gonna hit the floor.

- Will you let me handle this my way?

- All right. Go ahead.

But pretending

you can't find any girl singers...

and havin' that phony gold miner

throw brass watches away.

Well, it's my idea of playing with matches.

So that's your cue

to do all the worrying.

- Go on back up there and leave me alone.

- All right, mallet head.

Mallet head?

Hello, Johnny my boy!

How's it going?

Looks like it's going pretty fast.

You opened the bar

a little early, didn't you?

I thought it'd look better

if the bottles weren't all full.

They're not gonna look

so good all empty either.

- What's the trouble, Joe?

- About the cabinet, Mr. Cornell.

- How do you want these doors hung?

- Let me see the layout.

You better put 'em on slides so they don't

interfere with the bar fixture here.

Now, Johnny, that ain't nice.

I'm sober as a jaybird.

Nothing interferes with me.

Just pass you out all the money

you want. Them's my orders.

- What are you talking about?

- Where the gold's coming from, son.

But I know a place in the Sierras...

where there's nuggets

like fleas on a dog's back...

just itchin' to be scratched.

- And all for me and you, Johnny.

- You can have it.

I told you, I'm only using your money

till I get started. Then you'll get it back.

You don't have to pay me back, son.

It ain't my gold dust.

- It doesn't belong-

- Sure. What are you talkin' about payin' him back?

You grubstaked him. Go on. Suck on

that bottle and plug up your mouth.

Nobody gets anything out of me.

I'm tight as an oyster.

- Guy's bleary as a hoot owl. He's talkin' through his hat.

- Where were we, Joe?

Oh, by the way, Johnny. A new singer

just came in. I'd like for you to hear her.

- Sure. Put her on.

- Don't you want to see her?

All I have to do is listen to her,

and I can do that from here.

- But all this noise!

- I said I can hear her. Put her on.

All right.

You'd better put a partition here

so it'll support the shelves.

- Yes, sir.

- There's something else I want to check while you're here.

# You'll never know #

#Just how much #

#I miss you #

# You'll never know #

#Just how much #

#I care #

#And if I tried #

# I still couldn't hide #

# My love for you #

#You ought to know #

# For haven't I told you so #

#A million

or more times #

# You went away #

#And my heart #

# Went with you #

#I speak your name #

#In my every prayer #

#If there is some other way #

# To prove that I love you #

#I swear I don't know how #

#You'll never know #

# If you don't #

# Know now #

# How I miss you #

#I speak your name #

#In my every prayer #

# If there is

some other way #

#To prove

that I love you #

# I swear #

# I don't know how #

#You'll never know #

# If you don't #

# Know #

# Now ##

Say, that girl's got a voice

that really gets you.

Yeah. She's all right.

You better put some extra men on these doors.

We haven't got much time.

- Yes, sir.

- Johnny, what do you say? Can you use her?

- Hello, Johnny.

- Hello.

Are you lucky. Not a gal in this town that

can sing without tripping over her tonsils...

and in walks Trudy

looking for a job.

It's quite a coincidence, isn't it?

Yeah. You can have her

for $200 a week.

That's a pretty big drop from 2,000.

I'm afraid she's a little out of my class.

No, I'm not. I'm laying off for the summer

anyway, and I wouldn't mind taking a cut.

I'm sorry, Trudy,

but I couldn't ask you to.

Oh, what are you

talking about, Johnny?

The Grizzly Bear wouldn't be the same

without Trudy with us.

- We'll get along.

- Oh, John, you-

Johnny, I know you can

get along without me...

but I don't want you to.

I want to help. You and Dan and Beulah

mean more to me than anything-

Sorry, Trudy, but it still goes.

I can't use you.

I couldn't let you come back and work for beer

and pretzels when that's all I had to offer you.

I'm on my own now.

I don't need anything from anybody.

What are you gonna do

with a guy like that?

He'd give his right eye to get you back,

but he won't give in to himself.

Stubborn.

# Strike up the band

Here comes a sailor #

# Cash in his hand

Just off a whaler #

# Stand in the row

Don't let him go #

#Jack's a cinch

but every inch a sailor #

# Oh, I've got a gal

in every port #

# I've got a gal

in every port #

#All the other sailors

call me sport #

# 'Cause I've got a gal

in every port #

# Now, didn't we meet in Panama

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