Holiday Inn Page #5

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so willingly I part

It's yours to take

to keep or break

But please before you start

Be careful

It's my heart

Sorry, Jim, I couldn't resist it.

Wonderful! She's perfect.

Light as a feather.

- You found her. Jim, you're a pal.

- Yeah!

Do you realize we've been

searching for you for weeks?

- For me?

- Yes! Ever since...

- The girl in the flower shop.

- Yes, Mr. Reed.

- Where have you been working since New Year's Eve?

- Here.

- Would you mind letting me in on your secret?

- It's no secret.

Ted Hanover is looking for a dancing

partner. We've decided to give you the job.

- Now wait just a minute!

- No hard feelings, Jim.

I don't blame you for trying. She's wonderful.

I feel as if I'd known her for months.

Oh, same old feeling, huh?

Washington's birthday is the next show.

That'll give us a week.

- We can open the act here.

I'll take care of the invitations.

- Strictly formal. I'll get all the newspaper boys from New York.

- Hold everything.

This is my inn and I'm not running it

for a bunch of stuffed shirts.

What would you like, the dungaree set?

That'd be better than that bunch of chowderheads

you'd drag in. Maybe I can't use the act.

- Not use Ted Hanover?

- Well, the show is pretty well set.

- You're in, but he's out.

- You could change the show for a special occasion like this.

Of course he could.

He's just trying to hide his gratitude.

Jim, you'd better

think up a number for us.

Well, just what

do you visualize, Ziggy?

Uh, let's see, um...

For Washington's birthday, I see

a sort of a romantic costume thing.

- Naturally.

- Something that just reeks with grace and charm, you know.

- Mm-hmm. - I think the music

should be sweet and gentle to...

well, to create the mood each time

I take her into my arms and kiss her.

- That's it.

- Don't you think it's getting a little stuffy in here?

I could say that you're homely

Just as homely as pie

But this is

Washington's birthday

And I've got to say

you're beautiful

'Cause I can't tell a lie

I could say that you're stupid

Nothing up in your crown

But this is

Washington's birthday

And the truthful he

of the cherry tree

Would look down on me and frown

I could say that I hate you

If I try

But I've got to say I love you

'Cause it's February the 22nd

And I can't tell a lie

Hit it!

Come in!

In spite of what good old Jim tried to do

to us, your future starts as of tonight.

- Now, where would you like to go from here?

- From here?

Yes. New York? Havana? Rio?

We have our pick of engagements.

- But I can't be your partner if you leave the Inn.

- Of course you can.

There's no reason for you

to remain buried here.

There's a very good reason.

I've promised to be in Jim's

holiday shows for the rest of the year.

He tricked you into that

while he was hiding you from me.

No matter how he did it,

I promised.

Besides, we're...

- Well, we're going to be married.

- Married?

- Well, we're going to be married.

- Married?

Now wait a minute! Let's be fair.

He didn't give me a chance.

After all, I love you too.

From the very first moment

we danced together,

I knew you were to be

the one girl in my life.

But you...

you didn't even know my name.

Please! All right.

Forget about me, then. Forget about Jim.

Think of yourself. Here's your chance

to do the one thing you like best.

Not only for 15 days a year,

but always.

Sorry, but I promised.

- Well...

- I guess I should apologize for hoking up your number, huh?

Oh, forget it. I'm the one

that should apologize to you.

Here I've been trying to

take Linda away from you,

- not knowing you two were going to be married.

- Married?

Yeah. Aren't you?

Yes. Sure. Uh...

I mean, naturally

we're sort of engaged.

Oh.

Well, um, anyway, I've decided to

bow out of here. Linda's all yours.

Well, you're a pretty game guy

to take it this way.

It's happened so often

I'm getting used to it, that's all.

- Good-bye, kid.

- Lot of luck, Ted.

Thanks.

How are we doing?

Two minutes ago, I would've sold

my chances for a tired dime.

But when a man is surprised to

hear that he's going to be married,

that's when I go to work

with a clear conscience.

- Everything's good, huh?

- Everything is perfect.

In your Easter bonnet

With all the frills upon it

You'll be the grandest lady

In the Easter Parade

I'll be all in clover

And when they look you over

I'll be the proudest fella

In the Easter Parade

On the Avenue

Fifth Avenue

The photographers will snap us

And you'll find that you're

In the rotogravure

Oh, I

Could write a sonnet

About your Easter bonnet

And of the girl I'm taking

To the Easter Parade

On the Avenue

Fifth Avenue

The photographers will snap us

And you'll find that you're

In the rotogravure

Oh, I

Could write a sonnet

About your Easter bonnet

And of the girl I'm taking

To the Easter Parade

Hello.

I didn't exactly expect the welcome mat,

but I thought somebody might say hello.

Hello.

What brings you here

on this bright and uninviting day?

I've discovered something,

my friends, about life.

- Meaning what?

- Well, I don't want success.

I want the true happiness

you people have found here at the Inn.

You're not gonna stay in the Inn?

Not just stay. I want to be part

of your shows, help you in your work,

share your simple pleasures.

I asked you once

not to interfere, Ted.

Please believe me,

I'm a tired, lonely and unhappy man,

but I could be happy here

helping the two people I like the best.

- Will you take me in?

- My motherly intuition tells me to throw him out.

- Well, at least give him the benefit of the doubt.

- I've given him plenty of doubt.

Are you kidding with that

"sharing life's simple pleasures"?

- May I go inside with you?

- Why, of course.

My trunks will arrive this afternoon.

What do I do,

move in the broom closet?

- That's no way to talk to a man who's here to help you.

- The world doesn't change.

A gentle smile often breeds a kick in

the pants, but for your sake I'll be big.

Hmm.

I'll give you a tip, Gus: They'll

go up and back, but not sideways.

I keep forgettin' this blamed thing

can't see where it's going.

- Yeah. Well, unload the rest of this stuff in the back, huh?

- Yeah.

Hey!

- What'd you do, get up before breakfast?

- Oh, every morning.

When I found out how late you got in,

I told Mamie to let you sleep.

- Life on a farm.

- Can't beat it, huh?

- Jim, you've made me very happy.

- That's fine.

- How about you making me happy?

- You sound like a landlord with eviction papers.

This is good news. Lila's back

in New York. I got a letter from her.

- What happened to her millionaire?

- Slight mistake there.

- He didn't own millions, he owed them.

- Poor girl.

- Always straying to greener pastures and finding spinach.

- Yeah.

She was wondering if you'd be interested

in taking her back as a partner.

- I think it'd be a great idea.

- Naturally, you would.

- But I like it here with you and Linda.

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