Rhythm on the River Page #3

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composers. Brahms used

to set fre to his beard.

Never mind about Brahms.

Get on with Courtney.

d d [ Piano ]

Do you mean to say

you've had it all the time?

I don't know.

It's in my head somewhere

and I'd just forgotten it.

It's never happened to me.

With all that babbling,

I might forget it.

Couldn't you play it one

or two times and give me

a chance to think?

Mr. Starbuck,

would you mind?

I have only one

other line to write.

Starbuck, shut up, please.

I was only thinking

of your next song.

Thank you.

There. I think

I've got it.

Could we go over it again

please?

d The lighthearted gay

kind of charm you display d

d That's for me d

d The wonderful sly little trick

with your eye d

d That's for me d

d What a feather in my hat

if I could gratify your wish d

d Do you like the movies d

d Or what is

your favorite dish d

Good.

d The tilt of your chin

when you chuckle or grin d

d That's for me d

d You might as well know

that wherever you go d

d There'll I'll be d

djust make sure you keep

your heart alone

and fancy-free d

Nice.

d No one else

can have it d

d That's for me d

d The lighthearted gay

kind of charm you display d

d That's for me d

d The wonderful sly little trick

with your eye d

d That's for me d

d What a feather in my hat

if I could gratify your wish d

d Do you like the movies d

d Or what is your

favorite dish d

d The tilt of your chin

when you chuckle or grin d

d That's for me d

d You might as well know

that wherever you go d

d There'll I'll be d

djust make sure you keep

your heart alone

and fancy-free d

d No one else

can have it d

d That's for me d d

That's it!

That's easily the best song

you've ever written.

[ Together]

Thanks!

Um, that's enough.

Thank you, Starbuck.

Thank you so much,

Mr. Starbuck, for your

lovely accompaniment.

I'd love to

accompany you further.

That's far enough. Good night.

Thank you,

little white father.

All kidding aside,

that's a swell lyric.

Thanks.

Now, let's see.

Where did you learn

to sing?

In Tulsa.

I'm beginning to admire Tulsa

more every minute.

We ought to go a long way

together, Miss Lane.

I hope so too.

Patsy! Patsy,

come here quick!

What's the matter?

I've got a job.

Ajob. Ajob?

Where have I heard

that word before?

Snap out of it, Patsy.

Isn't it wonderful?

What's all this about

the depression being over?

Mrs. Simpson,

I've got a job.

Ajob?

What have

you got to do?

I can't tell anybody.

But you can tell me,

Cherry, can't ya?

Well, sit down.

I guess I can tell you

half of it.

You see, I just sit in my room

and write verses.

Verses?

You know, poetry.

What's the

other half?

You mean to say

that they pay you

Just to write poetry?

Fifty dollars a week.

Oh, well.

Oh! Say, this isn't

one of those government

projects is it?

Oh, no!

Of course not!

d[ Dixieland Jazz ]

That's all I can tell you now

because I--

What's that?

Just a little band that's

hired the next room to yours.

And are they hot!

Wow.

A little band?

It sounds like the whole zoo.

In the room next to mine!

Cherry,

don't get excited.

d[''Tiger Rag'?]

d d

Boys, boys.

How are ya?

Hello, Auntie.

I want you to meet

Miss Cherry Lane,

your next door neighbor.

Uh-oh. Boys, I'd like to have

you meet our next door neighbor.

Miss Lane, this is

my partner Wingy.

Glad to know you.

You said your piece.

Harry's my

favorite nephew.

I thought it'd be nice to have

some good music in the house.

Yes, I can imagine.

Anytime you'd like to have us

play anything special for you,

Just knock on that wall

three times. You get it?

One, two--

d[''Tiger Rag'?

Continues ]

d[''Tiger Rag'?

Continues ]

Yes, I quite understand.

I don't want to criticize.

But an entire week has

gone by and you still

have nothing on paper.

I'm so sorry, but for

the last week I've been

going nearly crazy.

A six-piece band has moved in

next door to me...

and the only words I can

think of are ''Hold that tiger!

Hold that tiger!''

I agree.

That must be terrible.

Still the score for the show

has got to be ready

in three weeks.

Why don't you

go away someplace

where it's quiet?

I'm still a stranger here.

I don't know of any place to go.

I've got it.

Why don't you go

to Atlantic City?

Oh, no. I promised

my mother I wouldn't.

[ Chuckles ]

Nobody's Inn. What--

'A square deal--'?

This looks rather good.

''Feather beds...Hot and cold

running water.

Peace...It's wonderful.!'?

Peace? It does sound good,

doesn't it?

This may be just the place

you're looking for.

I'll give you a check

with some extra for

travelling expenses.

Go down there and

see what it's like.

Drive around the block,

will ya? I'll be out

in just a minute.

They sent that check back to me

marked ''insuffcient funds.''

I know I have money

in this bank.

Take it to window fve.

But I've had it

at window fve.

Window fve, please.

Could I have two dollars

in change, please?

d d [ Whistling ]

Touchy,

isn't she?

Yeah.

Got any left

for me there?

Taxi!

Grand Central and hurry.

Nice timing.

Grand Central Station, huh?

Driver?

Yes, miss?

Try to lose this cab

next to us, the one with

the funny-looking man in it.

We'll lose him

pretty!

Right here, ma'am.

Give me a round-trip ticket

to Tarrytown, please.

d d [ Whistling ]

There you are.

Gimme one of those

Tarrytown books.

Can you get a couple

of these stuck in the

Albany night boat?

It's a little place of

my uncle's up the river.

Oh, porter, will you get me

a couple of magazines?

Yes, ma'am.

Look here!

You made me

lose my place.

Are you following me?

You certainly are.

Who me?

What makes you think

I'm following you?

You're always where I am.

Oh, yeah? How do I know

you're not following me?

Following you?

Yeah, how 'bout that?

I wouldn't be

caught dead with you.

Is this man

annoying you, miss?

He certainly is.

Come on, you.

Wait a minute.

I'm a taxpayer.

[ Bob ]

I got tickets

on this train.

[ Knocking ]

Come in.

Is everything

all right?

Perfect, thanks.

We don't have many visitors

this time of year.

We were expecting our nephew

on the same train, but something

must have held him up.

That's too bad.

It's too bad.

Hi, Unk!

Well...

bust my gallatin!

Hiya, boy.

Sure is good

to see you again, son.

Where in tarnation

did you drop from?

Off the back

of a delivery truck.

Why, why--

Here's your snuff.

Oh, what happened

to you?

Some dame accused me

of being a masher.

A what?

A masher.

How do you like that?

A masher. Well, well.

What's a masher?

It's got nothin' to do

with potatoes.

She put up such a squawk,

a couple of d*cks ran me in.

That's the trouble with women.

Say, take my tip, son,

and stay away from 'em.

You can't stay away

from this one. She keeps

gettin' under my feet!

What did you do with

my whetstone?

It's in the upstairs closet.

Get it and sharpen

that thing, will ya?

It's so darn dull

it won't even cut butter.

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