My Blue Heaven Page #4
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- 1950
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one of those frustrated women.
So out of desperation,
we decided to adopt one.
Then, brother. One, two, three in a row.
I was afraid to shake hands with her.
I guess it was because
I stopped worrying.
But you said Tony too.
JANET:
His mother and fatherdied in an accident.
when we got him.
I thought it might be a good idea
if you would consider...
Where did you get them?
JANET:
Through the Sarah Wilson Foundation.
I'll give you the address
in case you ever want...
- Well, I bows to you.
- And nods accordingly.
Likewise.
The reason we came out here
was to try and talk you two...
...into doing a television show.
That right, Kitty?
What? Oh, yes.
Why, you inconsiderate
city-bred fella, you.
Do you think I'd give up my book,
leave this farm for that?
- Unless, of course, it pays money.
- Unless, of course, it pays money.
- Oh, only a few thousand a week.
- A mere pittance.
- Real money?
JACK:
Oh, yes.- Exchangeable in any bar in America.
WALTER:
Well, let's drink it over.- Well...
- We might as well go in and look.
Is there any law that says
we have to take one we don't like?
Oh, I think you can at least
pick and choose.
What do we have to lose?
- Is it a boy?
- You bet he is.
- Oh, he's beautiful.
- Thank you.
Come on, honey.
Have you ever applied for a child
in any other home or agency?
- No.
- Who sent you to us?
Mr. and Mrs. Pringle,
Walter Pringle.
Oh, yes, of course,
Mr. and Mrs. Pringle.
You'll want to use them
for one of your references.
- One?
- You'll need at least three.
Father's occupation?
We're Kitty and Jack Moran.
Remember?
Oh, yes, of course, how dull of me.
Jack and Kitty Moran.
I still don't seem to place you.
What do you do?
We've been on the radio.
Now we're going into television.
Oh-oh.
What does that mean, "Oh-oh"?
Oh, there's nothing
to worry about, really.
It's just that we've had two or three
rather unfortunate experiences...
...with people from the stage,
and Mrs. Johnston...
That's she there on the wall.
... Sarah Wilson was her mother.
Well, she's a wonderful woman, but...
She doesn't think that actors
are parent material, is that it?
Oh, there's no set rule.
It all depends on the individual
and the kind of program that you do.
We have a comedy program.
Yes, and we've also been
known to sing and dance.
Oh, I suppose I should be ashamed
to admit it...
...but I never listen
to programs like that.
Squeaking doors, murder,
that's the kind of thing I like.
Just last night,
I was listening to this program.
There was a detective,
he was on a case...
...oh, I forget what it was,
but, oh, it was thrilling.
I don't know how they ever think
up all those things, do you?
It's one of the mysteries of the ages.
Would it be possible
to see the babies...
...and give you an idea
of what we'd like?
Oh, but there aren't any babies
available at the moment, Mrs. Moran.
It may take weeks, months.
I've known some couples who
have had to wait as much as a year.
- A year?
- Well, you should see our waiting list.
Our trained workers have to make
a thorough investigation of you first.
Of your character, your home,
your general reliability.
Oh, yes, before we're through,
we'll know all about you, Mr. Moran.
But don't worry. I hope everything's
gonna turn out just the way you want it.
JACK:
Sure. Well, thank you.
If anything turns up,
we'll let you know.
In the meanwhile, I'm certainly
going to be watching for your program.
Then we ought to throw in
a few squeaky doors first.
That's all right, Mr. Moran,
- Goodbye.
- Goodbye, Miss Gilbert.
- Thank you.
- Oh, not at all.
- Goodbye.
- Yes, thank you.
- It's been nice seeing you.
- Thank you.
Do you realize
what that woman said about us?
Yes. I should have married
a truck driver.
What's wrong with actors?
I'd make a wonderful father.
- I'll go back and tell her a thing or two...
- Jack, wait a minute.
- We want the baby, don't we?
- Well, sure we do.
- Why do they make those cracks?
- Come on.
What's wrong with theatrical people?
I pay my taxes. Let them investigate me.
When they wanna run a benefit,
the first people they call are actors.
They don't ask a truck driver
to drive for nothing.
All an actor's got is his talent.
He gives it for nothing.
Next benefit, put a truck driver on.
- See how much they raise.
- Jack, you're attracting a crowd.
Shows I can do business any place.
- Hey, bud.
- What?
What's wrong with truck drivers?
Oh, nothing.
I think they're charming. Come on.
[CROWD LAUGHING]
Good evening, ladies and gentlemen.
We go on in exactly one minute.
Now, I wanna show you
a signal that we use here.
When I go like this,
I want you all to applaud.
- Now, let's try it once and make it big.
- If we're 30 seconds over...
...at the number three spot,
give me a speed-up.
[AUDIENCE APPLAUDING]
TECHNICIAN:
Five seconds.Four, three, two, one. Go.
[ORCHESTRA PLAYING]
ANNOUNCER:
The Cosmo Cosmetcs Show.
CHORUS [SINGING]:
Cosmo
It isn't carbonated.
Cosmo
It isn't alkaline.
Cosmo
But it's smooth as silk.
[SINGING]
Cosmo Cosmetcs are fresh and new
Cosmo Cosmetcs are good for you
Our lotons and our beauty creams
Have really ht New York
So get yourself a jar of t
And loosen up the cork
It blends wth all your clothes
It keeps you on your toes
Wth Cosmo Cosmetcs
From foot to head
You wll be lovely
In or out of bed
Mrs. Huntington Piffle I endorses it.
CHORUS:
Cosmo
The Grand Duchess Gisella Von
Graffengreed Il endorses it.
Cosmo
And the Princess Ambrosia de Palmer
House de Bourbon V endorses it.
Cosmo
[CHIMING]
I love a Mew Yorker
Bold. breezy and brght
I love a Mew Yorker
Who's out on the town every nght
I found me a woman
Cute knd of a bean
My knd of a woman
Who's out on the town to be seen
From the Waldorf down to Broadway
He's my prde and )oy
And though I mght te
A black or brght te
I'm )ust a whte-te New Yorker boy
Born. bred n Manhattan
Rght knd of a pal
Hat from Bonwt Teller
Shoes from Andrew Geller
And I'm her only feller
You can't oversell her
She's a corker
My New Yorker gal
From the Waldorf down to Broadway
He's the talk of Mew York
[WHISTLES]
Can't play canasta
He never hasta
He drnks a Shasta
Down at the Stork
Born. bred n Manhattan
We're rdng n hgh
- Hop and skp together
- Stop and sp together
- Hp. hp. hooray together
- Gonna stay together
He's a corker
My New Yorker
She's a corker
My New Yorker gal
- He's my fella
- She's my gal
CHORUS:
I love a Mew Yorker
Bold. breezy and brght
[CLOCK CHIMING]
Hop and skp together
Stop and sp together
Hp. hp hooray together
Gonna stay together
He's a corker
My New Yorker guy
My New Yorker gal
[AUDIENCE APPLAUDING]
- Fine, Kitty, Jack.
- Oh, I'm melting.
JACK:
You insist on overdressing.
- Mrs. Moran?
KITTY:
Yes?I hate to bother you,
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