Jolson Sings Again Page #3

- Hollywood? Movies?

- I produced a few.

That's a funny one.

- I played in a few of them in my time.

- I remember every one of them.

I'm afraid I do, too.

So long, Duluth. Good luck.

So long, Mr. Jolson. Good luck to you.

I'm looking over a four-leaf clover

That I overlooked before

One leaf is sunshine, the second is rain

Third is the roses that grow in the lane

No need explaining, the one remaining

Is someone that I adore

I'm looking over a four-leaf clover

That I overlooked before

When the red, red robin

Comes bob, bob, bobbing along

There'll be no more sobbing

When he starts throbbing

His own sweet song

Oh, wake up, you sleepy head, get up

Get out of bed, cheer up

The sun is red

Live, love, laugh, and be happy

What if I'd been blue?

Now I am walking through fields of flowers

Rain may glisten

but still I listen for hours and hours

I'm just a kid again

Doing what I did again

singing a song

When the red, red robin

Comes bob, bob, bobbing along

When the red, red robin

Comes bobbing along

Give my regards to Broadway

Remember me to Herald Square

Tell all the gang at 42nd Street

That I will soon be there

Whisper of how I'm yearning

To mingle with the old-time throng

Give my regards to old Broadway

and say that I'll be there e'er long

Chinatown, my Chinatown

Where the lights are low

Hearts that know no other land

Drifting to and fro

Dreamy, dreamy Chinatown

Almond eyes of brown

Hearts seem light, and life seems bright

In dreamy, dreamy China

Dreamy, dreamy China

China, Chinatown

I'm just wild about Harry

Harry's wild about me

The heavenly blisses of his kisses

fill me with ecstasy

He's sweet just like chocolate candy

and like honey from the bee

I'm just wild about Harry

Harry's wild about, I can't live without

Harry's wild about me

And like honey from the bee

Say, I'm just wild about Harry

Harry's wild about, I can't live without

Harry's wild about me

Tie everything down.

We are coming in to New York.

Come on, let's wake up.

That's right.

Baby face, you got the cutest little

I'd say he was going to be just fine.

- When did they bring me back?

- Night before last.

Let's get some more of this down

before we talk.

- What was it that hit me?

- A little fever you picked up way back.

- You know, I have seen you someplace.

- You certainly have.

- Where?

- Right here.

- When?

- This morning.

- This morning?

- When you woke up.

I wouldn't forget you. You're pretty.

Just a baby face.

- How do you know?

- You told me.

- Me? When?

- This morning.

- I said that?

- My friend, you sang it.

- Do you have to keep doing that?

- Do you have to keep talking?

- I sang it?

- More or less.

- How was I, in good voice?

- You can do better, I imagine.

You wouldn't know yourself.

You never heard me sing.

Well, to be honest with you.

- That was before your time, honey.

- A little bit.

Of course, you might have come across me

in the history books.

Now, I wouldn't say that.

I remember my folks talking about you.

I'd like to meet them.

But I don't imagine

I would be finding them up north.

No, you wouldn't,

you would be finding them in Arkansas.

Their name is Clark.

Their daughter's name is Ellen. Ellen Clark.

It saves a lot more questions, doesn't it?

Sure does.

Now we're going to lie back

and take a nice, long rest.

- Honey, there's somebody I got to talk to.

- Tomorrow.

Look, I just want to let Steve Martin

know I am all right.

Mr. Martin knows. So does Papa.

- Papa? He is here, too?

- He is positively darling.

- Where are they? I want to see them.

- Tomorrow.

Now look, baby, as far as I'm concerned,

tomorrow's always the middle of next year.

Rushing around like that

is just about the worst thing for anybody.

You don't say.

You are bound to do

most everything wrong.

Thanks, honey. Arkansas may feel that way...

Now, you take animals back on the farm,

pigs for instance, never rushing around...

except, of course, if they see a sudden

big shadow, an airplane or a hawk...

that scares them

and gets them all confused.

I've always believed people who

rush around get confused the same way.

You were going to say something?

Yeah. I wouldn't care to see anybody today.

Just as you say, Mr. Jolson.

My, we'll soon be smart as pigs.

- Hello, Papa.

- Asa.

- Steve.

- Jolson, loafing in bed.

He looks fine.

I would positively know him anyplace.

What gets me is how they tell a fever

from his normal condition.

- How do you feel, Asa?

- Okay.

- You had quite a tour for yourself?

- I gave it a whirl.

Too big a whirl maybe.

Tell them I'll be okay in a couple of weeks

and ready to hop off again.

That is not wise, Asa.

In fact, it sounds positively silly to me.

Boys as sick as he's been are sent away

someplace for six months to rest.

- Now, look...

- See? Ellen thinks so, too.

- So it is Ellen already.

- Papa doesn't lose a minute.

And, just what do you call him?

- Cantor, mostly.

- So far, that is.

That fever is going to be

in his system a long while.

If he goes hopping around,

he's apt to come down bad.

Where do you get

all those big answers, honey?

By just relaxing, which is what

you ought to do for a change.

Oh, brother!

You mean like back home, maybe?

First thing my folks do almost anytime,

we just sit down and take off our shoes.

Sister, his socks are even off

and that ain't helping.

If he'd just forget how important he is

for once, he might do a sensible thing.

- What do you mean by that?

- Just what I said.

Now listen, sweetheart...

whenever I've had a job to do,

I've always done it, see.

That's what I mean.

However, I just came in to say goodbye.

- Goodbye?

- Where are you going?

I'm transferred to an army hospital

in Arkansas. I'm leaving in the morning.

- Walking out on me?

- You'll be just fine.

You mean I won't be seeing you again?

I go off duty in a few minutes,

and I'll have to pack the rest of the night.

- Goodbye, Mr. Martin.

- Good luck, Ellen.

You can't make cracks at me

and walk out. I want to talk to you.

- I really won't have time.

- That is too bad...

because I thought on your last evening,

how nice if we could have dinner together.

- Now, I will have to have dinner, won't I?

- Delightful.

- At 7:
00, shall we say?

- That'll be just fine.

- And for dessert, Ellen?

- No dessert, just coffee, Papa.

- Thank you.

- How will your daughter have her steak?

Rare.

Not my daughter, a friend.

- I beg your pardon.

- "Papa," you see...

- is a certain kind of modern term.

- I understand, sir.

He understands.

- Is this the kind of place you wanted?

- Exactly. Why not?

- A little swanky.

- That's me tonight, swanky.

You know, a waltz is my speciality.

Of course, mine is not exactly

a cheek-to-cheek style...

- but if you would honour me?

- I'd love it.

But wouldn't you like to say

what you wanted to say to me first?

Remarkable girl.

As a matter of fact,

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