Little Miss Broadway

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[ Girls ]

?Be optimistic ?

?Don't you be a grumpy ?

? When the road gets bumpy

just smile ?

? Smile and be happy ?

? Your trouble can't be

as bad as all that ?

? When you're sad as all that ?

?No one loves you ?

? Be optimistic ?

? Don't you be a mourner ?

? Brighten up that corner ?

- ? And smile ?

- ? Smile ?

- ? Smile ?

? Don't wear a long face

it's never in style ?

? Be optimistic and smile ?

? Be optimistic ?

? Don't you be a grumpy ?

? When the road gets bumpy

just smile ?

? Your trouble can't be

as bad as all that ?

? When you're sad as all that ?

?No one loves you ?

?Be optimistic ?

? Don't you be a mourner ?

? Brighten up that corner

and smile ?

? Don't wear a long face ?

? It's never in style ?

? Be optimistic and smile ?

[ Cheering ]

More, Betsy! More!

Now this concludes our little

entertainment...

and I'm sure

we've all enjoyed it immensely.

I'm sorry to say-- or perhaps,

I really shouldn't say sorry--

but we won't have the pleasure

of hearing Betsy sing for us again here.

Betsy's leaving us today.

Mr. shea, who was

a dear friend ofher parents...

has come to take her to live

with him in New York.

I'm sure she has everybody's

good wishes for happiness...

in her new home.

[ Chuckles ]

? [ Continues ]

- Is that me?

- [ Matron ] I guess it is.

Gee. I'm certainly a big surprise

to myself!. [ Giggles ]

I'll get your coat and hat.

Oh, you look

beautiful, Betsy!

- It's just splendid, isn't it?

- Mm-hmm.

I-- I hope someday

you'll all have pretty dresses too.

Betsy. We'll have

to hurry now, dear.

I've still got to wrap all those toys

Mr. Shea's been bringing you.

Couldn't I leave them here,

Miss Hutchins?

Mmm, Mr. Shea might not like it.

He won't care. Please, Miss Hutchins,

I'd much rather leave them here.

Just give them to--

oh, everybody.

Oh, that's sweet of you, dear.

Say thanks to Betsy, girls.

Thank you, Betsy.

Now say good-bye to everybody,

and we'll hurry along.

- Good-bye Carol.

- Bye, Betsy.

- Good-bye, Jean.

- Good-bye, Betsy.

- Bye, Sheila.

- Good-bye, Betsy.

- Good-bye, Marilyn.

- Good-bye, Betsy.

- Good-bye, Mary.

- Good-bye, Betsy.

[ Gasps ]

Good-bye, Rosalie.

What's the matter?

Don't you wanna say good-bye to me?

- [ Stomps Foot ] No!

- Why, Rosalie. I'm surprised.

Now be a nice girl.

Say good-bye to Betsy.

No! I don't wanna

say good-bye.

- Why not?

- 'Cause--

Because I don't want

Betsy to go.

Betsy! Betsy!

Betsy!

Where's that button?

? Should auld acquaintance ?

? Be forgot ?

? And never ?

? Brought to mind ?

? Should auld acquaintance ?

? Be forgot ?

? And days ?

? Of auld lang syne ?

? For auld lang syne ?

?My dear ?

?For auld lang syne ?

- ? We'll take a cup ?

- To the subway.

? Of kindness yet ?

?For auld lang syne ?

[ Horn Honking ]

Hotel Variety.

The Three Dancin' Baby Dolls?

They don't live here anymore.

I don't know. I reckon

they retired on their social security.

- You're welcome.

- Hi, Pop!

Hello, Sam.

Flossie, see if you can locate Betsy.

It's time she was in bed.

- Hello? Is Betsy up there?

- Any mail for me, Pop?

- You see--

- No, no mail for you, Sam.

- [ switchboard Clicks ]

- Any mail for his fiddle?

Yeah, from its beau.

[ Laughs ]

[ Laughing Continues ]

Those are the kind of gags

that killed vaudeville.

- [ All ] Hello, Betsy.

- Hello. Hello.

- [ Tapping ]

- Upstage. Rehearse in the theater.

- Hello, angel.

- Hello.

- Where have you been?

- Oh, Just visiting.

Visiting, when you should have been

in bed? Have you done your homework?

Oh, yes.

Here's my arithmetic.

- Who helped you with these problems?

- Mr. Burdini, the magician.

- Hmm. Six goes into 18 five times?

- [ Mr. shea Chuckles ]

Seven goes into 21 four times?

He's a magician, all right.

Oh, he's awful clever.

He's been teaching me new tricks.

[ High-pitched Voice ]

May I have my key, please?

- Is that some of your ventriloquism?

- That wasn't me.

[ High-pitched Voice ]

Is there any mail for us?

Oh, hello.

It's Mr. and Mrs. Brasno.

- There you are.

- Thank you.

- It's from our son.

- He's in college.

[ Paper Rustling ]

- Look, Ma. Butch made the football team.

- Oh. Look.

[ Mr. Brasno ]

"Dearest Mom and Pop...

""just a line or two.

"Hope you and Mom are well and

have found something to do.

"I am getting along fine with my studies.

My goodness!

As you can see,

I'm on the squad.''

- Hello, George, Ollie!

Hiya, folks! Hello, Bets!

- Hello, Mike.

- Is there anything for us, Mike?

- Buffalo, next week.

One act for a smoker in a hurry.

How about you?

Sorry, Mr. Brody.

I'm all booked up tonight.

- On the slumber time, huh? I get it.

- [ Giggles ]

- Who do ya suggest, Pop?

- Why, let me see--

- Better see who owes the most rent.

- Right.

Well, there's Martin and Martin,

nine weeks.

Sullivan and Haley,

six weeks.

Jimmy Clayton and his jazz band,

it's 1 2 weeks.

- How about them?

- They're a knockout.

- All right, if you say so.

- GetJimmy Clayton on the telephone.

[ Phone Ringing ]

- I raise a thousand bucks.

- [ Ringing Continues ]

- I think the phone's ringin'.

- Don't change the subject.

[ Crashes ]

I call you.

What you got?

- What do you got?

- Well, I--

I just got a little pair

of threes.

- And I thought you was bluffing.

- [ All Laughing ]

Nuts to me,

you get it?

? [ Humming ]

Did you hang up

your dress?

I hung up my dress, put away my shoes,

brushed my teeth...

- washed my neck, face, hands and ears.

- Nice work.

?[Jazz ]

I used to have curls

all over my head once.

- Ooh, that must've been lovely.

- Yes, but they were lots of trouble.

? [ Humming ]

Now, don't you sit up

and listen to that music.

You just shut your eyes

and go right to sleep.

- I'll shut my eyes, but it'll

probably come in through my ears.

- [ Laughs ]

? [ Continues ]

?[ Up-tempo ]

Hiya, Butch!

Willoughby!

- Willoughby.

- Yes, sister?

Close that window.

Hand me the telephone book.

Yes, Sister.

You seem to be enjoying

that horrible racket.

Hmm? [ Clears Throat ]

Well, I-I was carried away

for the moment.

Hmm.

Yes, Miss Wendling, this is

Mr. Shea's daughter. My father--

I'm awfully sorry. The boys

are rehearsing, but I'd be glad to--

I'm tired of warning

you people.

I won't have my nights disturbed

by a lot of noisy riffraff.

I won't put up with it

any longer.

I'm sorry, Miss Wendling.

I'll go right up and--

?[ Continues ]

- What's the matter?

- She called us a lot of riffraff.

- Who?

- Our landlady.

- I didn't know we had one.

- Well, if you ever see a pumpkin...

in one of the windows next door and it

isn't Halloween, that's our landlady.

[ Sighs ]

Ugh!

I can't look out my window without

seeing a lot of acrobats, Jugglers...

midgets and actors.

How much rent does

the Hotel Variety owe?

$2,500 past due

since the 1 2th.

Write a letter...

to what's-his-name-- Shea.

- Sarah!

- Ah!

Tell him unless his rent is paid

within five days, in full, out he goes.

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