Just Around the Corner Page #2

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- [Electric Clippers Whirring]

- Oh, stand still, Corset.

- Why do they call him Corset?

- [Dog Barking]

Well, he's tied in all day,

and they let him loose at night.

- Hello, Penny, darling!

- [Dogs Barking]

- Hello, Miss Lola.

- Welcome home. My goodness,

but it's nice to see you.

Thank you, Miss Lola.

I'm glad I went away.

- It's so much fun to come home again.

- Oh!

Just a minute, please.

What'll we do first?

Go to a movie or take

a drive in the park or--

Well, I may not have much time.

I have a man to take care of.

- And you know how much trouble they can be.

- I certainly do.

We'll talk about it later.

Bye, darling.

- Good-bye, Miss Lola.

- [Dog Barking]

Isn't she nice, Kitty?

When she came up to see me at school

with Daddy, even Miss incent liked her.

She's okay, but believe me,

the rest of her tribe are wacky.

Hey, baby, look. Look what I won

on the punchboard.

Whoo, you didn't do bad

for a punch drunk.

Yeah. I'm goin' back

every day.

Maybe I'll punch out

a swing band.

Keep punchin'.

That's what I always say. [Laughs]

- It's beautiful.

- Yeah.

- What is that thing?

- That ain't a thing.

It's a sax.

A lease breaker.

What do you think of it?

- [Saxophone]

- [Dogs Barking]

[Howling, Barking Continues]

Hey, take it easy.

Old pickle-puss upstairs...

is liable to come down here

all spraddled out.

[Laughing] Pickle-puss?

Is that what you call Mr. Waters?

Yeah. Oh, but I wouldn't

repeat it if I were you.

Why shouldn't she repeat it?

What's the harm in calling

a pickle-puss a pickle-puss?

You might give

the kid ideas.

You know, you're not exactly up

on child psychology.

I ain't down on it.

THIS IS A HAPPY LITTLE DITTY

I KNOW:

THE MUSIC ISN'T PRETTY

YOU KNOW:

THE WORDS ARE NOT SO WITTY

ANYONE CAN SING THIS SONG

CHANGE KEYS:

IT REALLY DOESN'T MATTER

IT'S STILL

A LOT OF SILLY CHATTER

HO-HUM

WE'RE COMING TO THE PATTER

JACK AND JILL:

WENT UP THE HILL

AND FOR ALL I KNOW

THEY'RE UP THERE STILL

I MUST SAY:

THE MUSIC ISN'T PRETTY

MUST SAY:

THE WORDS ARE NOT SO WITTY

THIS IS A HAPPY LITTLE DITTY

YOU CAN SING IT ALL DAY LONG

[ Together ]

THIS IS A HAPPY LITTLE DITTY

I KNOW:

THE MUSIC ISN'T PRETTY

YOU KNOW:

THE WORDS ARE NOT SO WITTY

ANYONE CAN SING THIS SONG

[ In Affected Vibrato ]

CHANGE KEYS:

IT REALLY DOESN'T MATTER

IT'S JUS A LOT OF SILLY CHATTER

HOLD ON, KIDS

WE'RE COMIN' TO THE PATTER

THERE WAS AN OLD WOMAN

WHO LIVED IN A SHOE

IT MUST'VE BEEN

AWFUL STUFFY IN THERE.

STILL SAY:

THE MUSIC ISN'T PRETTY

STILL SAY:

THE WORDS ARE NOT SO WITTY

[ Together ]

THIS IS A HAPPY LITTLE DITTY

YOU CAN SING IT ALL DAY LONG

[ Big Band ]

[ Together ]

THIS IS A HAPPY LITTLE DITTY

I KNOW:

THE MUSIC ISN'T PRETTY

YOU KNOW:

THE WORDS ARE NOT SO WITTY

ANYONE CAN SING THIS SONG

CHANGE KEYS:

IT REALLY DOESN'T MATTER

IT'S JUS A LOT OF SILLY CHATTER

HOLD ON:

WE'RE COMING

TO THE PATTER:

EARLY TO BED:

EARLY TO RISE:

AND YOUR GAL GOES OU WITH OTHER GUYS

I STILL SAY:

THE MUSIC ISN'T PRETTY

STILL SAY:

THE WORDS ARE NO SO WITTY

[ All ]

THIS IS A HAPPY LITTLE DITTY

FOR YOU CAN SING I ALL DAY LONG

[Ends]

[Dogs Barking]

Retreat now

and explain later.

[ Barking Continues]

[Dogs Barking]

[No Audible Dialogue]

- Uh, Mr. Hale? Mr. Hale? [Clears Throat]

- Yes?

Mr. Hale, I may owe you a debt

of gratitude for past favors, but--

- Now what's happened?

- But I am jeopardizing my position...

by allowing you

to reside here any longer.

- What are you leading up to?

- Your daughter.

She has a capacity for making

otherwise sane individuals go berserk.

Now, unless you teach her to respect

the dignity of the Riverview Arms...

you must go, or I shall have

to get a new engineeengineer.

No, that is final.

Final.

[Door Opens, Closes]

Oh, there you are, Daddy.

I was working so hard,

I didn't even hear you.

Wasn't that funny?

[Laughing]

Penny, what have you

been up to?

Oh, I'm just making

some fudge. Taste?

The girls at school taught me.

It's the best fudge. Now, you just

sit down and wait quietly, and--

And--

Well, you might as well

let me have it.

No, sweetheart, not that.

But what have you

been doing to Mr. Waters?

Oh, don't let's talk

about me all the time.

How about you? I've had my fingers

crossed and my feet crossed.

Did that big banker

listen to our plan?

He did not.

He wouldn't even see me.

Never mind. If he comes here,

we'll throw him out.

We won't be here to throw him out

if you don't behave.

Waters will throw us out.

Why can't people be nice

to other people?

[ Buzzer Buzzing]

- What's that?

- Wait a minute.

- [Buzzing Continues]

- That's it.

- What's it? What's wrong?

- Nothing's wrong.

Everything is gonna be all right now.

I'm gonna see a man...

and when I come back,

everything's gonna be all fixed:

Money, job and everything.

[ Knocking]

- Jeff!

- Lola!

Listen, he's all alone.

There isn't a soul in the house.

Well, you're an angel.

- [Man] Come in. Come in. What do you want?

- Good luck, darling.

[Door Closes]

Well, I've never

seen you before.

I think it's time you did.

I worked for you for two years.

Oh, yeah?

Did I fire ya?

- What's your name?

- Jeff Hale.

- I think you remember the name.

- Oh, Mr. Hale.

Yeah, the expensive Mr. Hale.

[Chuckles]

Yeah, Mr. Hale,

the architect.

Yeah, the man who dreamed of the majestic

East Gate project.

- I worked through Mr. Warner, my attorney.

- Yeah, well, you may have...

worked through him,

but you got to me...

for $10 million!

Yeah, you were the genius that handed me

that $10 million lemon!

It isn't a lemon.

If you had vision?

Vision? Don't you

talk to me about vision.

Come here.

Here, look at that.

Yeah, I don't need

any vision to see that...

but I'll need a lot to see

any of that $ 10 million again.

Who let you in here,

young man?

If you want the truth, Lola did.

She believes in this project.

- She believes in me.

- And I believe that you are the nerviest rascal...

that I ever met

in a life knee-deep in rascals.

Using my niece to get in here, feeding her

your crack-brained schemes.

- Careful. Remember your stomach.

- You leave my stomach out of it.

You leave her out of it too.

She's crack-brained enough without your help.

She's the sanest one

in the family at that.

But they're all Einsteins

compared to you.

Come here.

Now, you git.

- Mr. Henshaw--

- Git!

- Jeff, what happened? How'd it come out?

- Awful.

Oh, darling, sit down,

tell me all about it.

There isn't much to tell.

I told him, and then he told me.

- But he had an edge.

- And he wouldn't even listen

to what you had to say?

Honestly, darling,

even if he is my own uncle--

Don't bother. You can't

call him anything that I haven't.

Jeff, I know how

we can get around him.

- Oh, let's forget about it.

- Oh, so, you're quitting?

I'm not quitting,

but what can I do?

Listen, Jeff, I've been

handling him since I was a little girl...

and I've always

gotten what I wanted.

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