Poor Little Rich Girl Page #3

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You know, this radio racket is a Iot tougher

than vaudeviIIe used to be.

- Remember when we got married?

- No, and don't remind me.

And, by the way, I'm getting tired

of these radio auditions.

If we don't Iand a sponsor soon,

I'm going home to my mother.

WeII, that's better than bringing

the oId battIe-axe here. I'm onIy kidding.

Honey, I've been working on a step that's

gonna start BiII Robinson taIking to himseIf.

Watch this.

Like to see anybody tie that.

(identical tapping)

(identical tapping)

- I'm going to see who that hoofer is!

- WhiIe you're there, take a few Iessons.

(Mama) Bravo, bambina! Bravo!

It's a kid. Jerry, Jerry!

Are you the one

who was answering my steps?

- Tony, who is she?

- She's an orphan.

She run away. She foIIow me here.

Jerry, she's a naturaI. Look at her.

Did you ever see a better bet?

- Who is she?

- She's part of our act, kid.

DoIan, DoIan and DoIan.

Say, what's your name?

Betsy Ware. Are you Puddin' Head?

(children laugh)

I'II say he's Puddin' Head. Come on.

- What's this aII about?

- Don't you see?

That kid's a noveIty.

Just what we need for the act.

You crazy?

What do you know about the chiId?

AII there is to know.

She ran away from an orphan asyIum.

Orphan asyIum! Did you notice her hands?

They don't manicure 'em in orphan asyIums.

WeII, I don't know. Friend of mine

got his hair cut in Sing Sing.

You're aIways making

mountains out of mothbaIIs.

Supposing the kid's story does turn out

to be a phoney? So we beIieved it.

We fed her, took care of her

and put her on the air.

- They can't hang you for that, can they?

- They can try.

Wait a minute.

I want the poIice department.

Bureau of missing persons.

Bureau of missing persons?

Is anybody missing?

Oh, thousands of peopIe?

That's very interesting.

Did anybody report a kid missing

by the name of Betsy Ware?

But, Jimmy...

No record? Oh.

No, no. I don't wanna make a report.

No, thanks.

But if I shouId ever Iose a kid by that name,

I'II Iet you know.

What? Oh, wise guy, hey?

- You'd better turn her in anyway.

- I teII you, it's OK.

Wait a minute. Listen, sweetheart. Remember,

you're Bonnie DoIan, the radio star.

Don't use your reaI name around here.

Just forget that you're Betsy Ware.

- Are we pIaying a game?

- That's it, a game.

- WiII you pIay aIong with it?

- Mm-hm. I Iove games.

- AII right. Now, don't forget, Betsy.

- The name's Bonnie DoIan.

We're DoIan, DoIan and DoIan.

We have an appointment with Dan Ward

of the Ward and WaIIace advertising agency.

Oh, yes. For an audition.

Room B to your right, pIease.

- HeIIo, Mr Ward. Mr Ward.

- Yes?

This is my wife, Jerry.

And this is our kid, Bonnie DoIan.

Have we got an act!

Have we got an act? I'm asking you.

Don't ask me, show me!

? Bong!

? This is station L-O-V-E

? Bong!

? I'm Cupid's assistant, pIease Iisten to me

? My boss, Mr Cupid, toId me

? To make hearts Ioop the Ioop

? Never ever to sing about

the ''good ship IoIIipop''

? Or ''animaI crackers in my soup''

? So if the one you idoIise is near you

? A song of Iove wiII heIp you find the way

? Cupid says a wiIIing heart wiII hear you

? If you move a IittIe cIoser

? Thank you

? Press his IittIe hand

? That's fine

? Now Iook into his eyes and say...

? You are an angeI without any wings

? A vision so IoveIy to see

? Are you the reason my happy heart sings?

? But definiteIy

? WiII I for ever be faithfuI to you?

? You're mine and you aIways must be

? Do I adore you? You know that I do

? But definiteIy

? So definiteIy

? You are the moon, the stars, the sun

? You're every beat of my heart

? You're so supreme

? But if it aII turns out to be

onIy a beautifuI dream

? Let's keep on dreaming

? MiIIions or biIIions can't equaI your worth

? Your Iove is a bIessing to me

? Are you an armfuI of heaven here on earth?

? You are

? But definiteIy

? When you are crooning the bIue of the day

? And whistIing the goId of the dawn

? Bing-bing!

? Are you my favourite?

You know that you are

? But definiteIy

? Bo bo-bo-bo-bo

? WiII I for ever?

(whistles tune)

? You aIways must be, be-be-be-be

? Do I adore you? You know that I do

? But definiteIy

? So definiteIy

? You are the moon, the stars, the sun

? You're every beat of my heart

? So supreme

? But if it aII turns out to be

onIy a beautifuI dream

? Let's keep on dreaming

? MiIIions or biIIions can't equaI your worth

? Your Iove is a bIessing to me

? Are you an armfuI of heaven here on earth?

? You are

? B-b-but definiteIy

? The name of this song ain't ''Dinah''

? The name of this song ain't ''Dinah''

? The name of this song ain't ''Dinah''

? It's ''But DefiniteIy''

Not bad. I'II be right out.

I have a cIient who might be interested.

You wait here.

- Didn't he Iike what we did?

- Sure.

I guess he's gone

to the next room to appIaud.

Margaret? This is Dan. Listen, I've got the

greatest act that's ever been offered to radio.

It's no use, Dan.

Mr Peckjust won't go on the air.

I know he won't go for girIs, and I know he

won't go for crooners, but he'II go for this.

But you said we were good.

Never pay any attention to what he says.

Maybe we were too good.

- Oh, uh...

- Yes?

- This cIient of mine...

- Yeah?

- ..that I was teIIing you about...

- Yes?

..wiII see you this afternoon.

- We're good!

- We're good! We're good! We're good!

- Can you be there at three?

- Can we be there at three?

- Can we be there at three?

- We'II be there at five minutes to three.

Good afternoon. Peck's Soap Company.

Good afternoon. Peck's Soap Company.

I don't care how good they are!

I teII you, I don't want a radio show!

But, Mr Peck,

if you'd onIy give them an audition...

It's a most unusuaI act, Mr Peck.

They'II be up here in a few moments.

- Shut up!

- (phone rings)

Oh.

Mr Barry of the Barry Soap Company is here.

Says he has an appointment.

Do you know what that young upstart wants?

TeIephoned me, said he wanted to see me.

- I have no idea.

- WeII, I have.

He wants me to buy him out.

Buy him out?

Why, Mr Peck, the Barry saIes are...

I know he's been seIIing soap!

But he's been spending 11 cents on baIIyhoo

for every 10-cent cake he's soId.

- But the figures show...

- Figures!

It takes no genius to offer five-doIIar biIIs

for four eighty and do a voIume of business.

But the day of reckoning is aIways around

the corner, and it's caught up with Barry.

ShaII I show him in?

Yes, show him in.

You stay, Gooch.

- WeII, weII. If it isn't Peck's bad girI.

- HeIIo, Mr Barry.

- Mr Peck wants you to go right in.

- That's mighty white of the oId man.

Listen, how wouId you Iike

to have Iunch with your boss?

- With my boss?

- Sure. I'm gonna buy up the whoIe shebang.

It's on its Iast Iegs and Peck'II probabIy

be gIad to seII it for a song.

- What's funny about that?

- (telephonist) Yes, sir. I'II teII him.

Mr Peck wants to know what's deIaying you.

The oId boy can't wait. See you Iater.

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