Small Town Girl

And Harvard's glory shall be our aim

Through the ages, we'll hail its name

When together we sing its name

Harvard! Harvard!

Harvard!

Yay!

How about those grapefruit, Kay?

Mrs. Johnson's in a hurry.

Oh, yes. Just a minute.

Wish they'd fix up that detour

Or stop that basketball

Or whatever that game is

They play every saturday.

The noise just drives me crazy.

But they're having

such fun, Mrs. Johnson.

Well, it's beyond me.

Now, pick me out

A couple of nice ones, George.

Right, Mrs. Johnson.

These that are soft on the stem spot

Are the best.

Uh, Kay, bring in some of that celery.

Don't forget to tell your

mother that the club meets

With Mrs. Whitehall this afternoon.

Hey, don't kick about this detour.

Look.

Hey! They tell me

This town is loaded with

beautiful and understanding women.

Come and see Harvard

Kick Yale over its own

fence. We'll bring you back.

I haven't got a ticket.

Oh, that's all right.

You can sit on my lap.

I want to breathe down

your swanlike neck.

As a matter of fact, seeing you,

I don't think I'll

go to the game at all.

Hey, come back in, Vince.

Attention!

Oh.

Allow me to introduce the Yale bulldog,

Only they forgot to clip his ears.

He fell out of a tree back there.

Then he must be very hungry.

Ah, in return, let me present you

With Dr. Picard's original

stratosphere blimp.

And use it.

You're too cute to have

both feet on the ground.

Hey, Kay, how about that celery?

I said apples, not onions, Kay.

Oh, I'm sorry, Mrs. Pruitt.

Here, you go on, and one

of us will drop them by.

And 3 pounds. Now, be sure, Kay.

I've got to have them for dinner.

Yes, Mrs. Pruitt.

Why don't you take your

rolls-Royce and go to the game?

You can see we're not busy around here.

Oh, George, I was just

having a little fun.

They're so silly.

Well, Agnes, how's Fred today?

Better. Thanks, Florence,

But that boil will not come to a head

On his neck here.

Mmm. Right on his neck.

Mm-Hmm.

You know, if you take a bottle

And fill it with scalding water

And the empty it suddenly-

Yes, I know.

Draws it right out with a plop,

But Fred's so touchy.

Hello.

Well, yes, Mrs. Bradshaw. Just a moment.

Get me a pencil, sis.

You don't need it.

I can give you her order,

The same for the last 5 years-

A nice fat fryer, a bottle of olives-

Shh! Hello.

Oh, yes. Mr. Dean brought in

Some very nice fryers, Mrs. Bradshaw.

Cranberries? Yes.

Of course, they tell me

That bacon rinds is as good as anything,

But it does dirty up the shirt collar.

Olives? Yes.

Oh, Fred wouldn't stand for that.

Remind her the celery.

Yes. A pound of butter.

Florence, let's go over to Seaver's.

I want to look at some ribbons.

Come along, darling.

Good-Bye, Kay.

Good-Bye, Mrs. Haynes.

Good-Bye, Kay.

Good-Bye, Mrs. Martin.

Yes, Mrs. Bradshaw. Thank you.

Good-Bye.

Well, let's weigh out some potatoes.

We've got a minute now,

And everybody will want them

Over the weekend.

We can be sure of that, can't we?

Every weekend.

Mm-Hmm.

Penny for your thoughts.

Come on. Start filling.

My thoughts would cost

a lot more than a penny.

What do you get out of life, em?

Why, lots. Oh, say, Tommy,

Don't forget to deliver

That Jurgen's corned

beef the first thing.

You bet.

No, really, em. What?

What what?

What do you get out of life?

George and the baby

And the store here and all our friends.

Why, what else is there, silly?

Oh, nothing I guess...

in carvel.

Now, look here, honey.

If you're going to start getting moody

On a busy saturday-

Oh, but, em, didn't you want

To get away from here once?

And you could have taken

that job in Boston, too.

It wasn't like it is now

When I don't even get a reply

To a single ad I answer.

You know you felt like I do.

Well, perhaps I did once,

But then suddenly George

took the place of all that.

That's the way it hits you, Kay.

But just to be planted here

In this same

- For the rest of your life

When you know there's so much more.

Hello.

Here, Kay.

You're so all-Fired anxious

To get out in that circus.

Take these letters down and mail them

At the post office.

Sure.

Oh, very nice.

All right.

Thank you.

Hi, Kay!

Hey, hold your horses.

I'm heading that way myself.

Oh, I can't wait, Elmer.

I've got to mail these letters

And then get on back to the store.

No, no, wait a minute.

I want to talk to you.

Kay, how are you? You

keeping your chin up?

Keeping your chin up?

Ha ha! How'd you know

I was gonna say that?

Oh, I don't know.

Just because you always do, I guess.

Well, then I'll stop saying it.

I mean, if you don't like it,

If you don't want me to.

I want you to do anything

you feel like doing.

Well, do you mean that?

Oh, Elmer, stop.

My, some of these cars

Are pretty colors, aren't they?

Ah, they're all right if you

like them gaudy, I suppose.

Gee, it was funny back there

on the pole a while ago.

I sort of got some dust in my throat,

And without thinking, I let

fly right down on a girl's hat.

Oh, Elmer, you didn't.

That's disgusting.

Well, I couldn't help it.

Too late to yell to her to duck.

Well, all right, but you

needn't laugh about it.

I'm sorry.

What, did you snitch that off a car?

No. This is Dr. Picard's

Original stratosphere blimp,

And it was given to me because...

because I have a pretty neck.

Now, what the heck

are you talking about?

Oh, nothing.

Well, you say the

darnedest things sometimes.

Hi, herb.

You keeping your chin up?

Sure am, Elmer.

Get going.

Kay, what are you doing tonight?

Well, I think I'll have

to help at the store.

Oh, I thought we might take a drive

Out toward Winsted.

That is, if you want to.

Oh, it's too cold.

Well, uh, if you're

gonna be home tonight,

I thought I'd drop around after supper.

That is, if you want me to.

Oh, of course, Elmer. Any time.

You're not company.

Well, I've got to mail these letters.

Now, wait a minute, Kay.

Listen.

You know I want to be more than that.

Every-Every time I look at you,

My heart just goes

- Just goes pop!

I'm sorry.

It's all right.

I'll see you tonight.

I, uh, didn't think what I was doing.

Oh, it's all right, Elmer.

I'll see you after supper.

All right.

Good-Bye.

Another potato, Wilbur?

I said-

Another potato.

Kay?

No, thanks.

Better put George's plate in the oven.

It will get cold.

Come, sweet. Eat some potato for mama.

Make baby grow.

No.

You and I've seen enough

potatoes for one day,

Haven't we, sweetie?

Yes.

Kay doesn't seem like herself tonight.

She didn't eat a thing.

I suppose it's hard on

her seeing all those kids

Having so much fun.

June's getting to look

more like George every day.

Kay thinks she looks like me.

Bring in the pudding, Kay.

I say, bring in the pudding.

Now, come, sweet,

Nice bread and gravy.

Eat it for mama.

No.

Oh, sweetness, June.

When all together we cheer her name

When we cheer her with heart and soul

Your father's ready

for his pudding, Kay.

I say, your father's

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