The Five Pennies Page #5

- Let's fold up.

- Why don't we go down, catch Louis?

- Yeah, Louis.

- Spoken like a loser.

- Daddy, I can't sleep.

Dorothy, what are you doing up

at 2:
00 in the morning?

Where's Mommy?

I told you. She's in Las Vegas

watching her friend get married.

Now go to bed, honey. If she knows

you're up at this hour, she'll shoot me.

- Come on, Red. Let's go.

- Louis's playing right down the block.

- Can't you break away?

- Mother would shoot him.

Dorothy, will you go to bed?

You're beginning to get on my nerves.

And put those cards down.

Now go on to bed.

Go on, honey.

- What do you say, a couple of hands?

- You murderer.

I'm sorry, baby.

Really, I'm sorry.

I know you're lonesome

for your mommy.

Come on. Aren't we pals?

Blood brothers?

Blood brothers of the Mohawk,

Blackfoot, Iroquois, Hiawatha tribe?

Alakazam kazam?

Whither thou goest, I goest.

Till death do us part.

I don't know.

Come on, honey,

why don't you go to bed?

I don't wanna go to sleep.

I didn't say anything about

going to sleep.

Why don't you just get into bed?

And then maybe you'll fall asleep better.

- I don't wanna go to bed.

- Honey, it's the middle of the night.

What do you wanna do,

go dancing all night or something?

Oh, fine.

Madam, may I have this dance, please?

No, I'm gonna lead, okay?

- You fooled me.

- No, I didn't. Come on. Come on.

Wait. Hold it. No wrestling, dear.

Come on. Now that we've got you here,

let's discuss this like grown-up...

- mature people, shall we?

- No.

Hey, remember me?

I'm the fellow

who wrote a whole song for you.

Which is more than Mozart ever did

for his kids.

This little penny is to wish on

And make your wishes come true

This little penny is to dream on

And dream of all you can do

This little penny is a dancing penny

See how it glitters and it glows

As bright as a whistle

Light as a thistle

Quick, quick as a wink

Up on its twinkling toes

This little penny is to laugh on

To see that tears never fall

This little penny

Is the last little penny

And most important of all

For this penny is to love on

And where love is, heaven is there

So with just five pennies

if they're these five pennies

You'll be a millionaire

Gonna go to sleep now?

All right, into bed. Come on.

- Attagirl. Night-night.

- Night-night.

I can play poker.

- I thought you were fast asleep.

- You hum too loud.

Dorothy, will you do me a favor, please,

blood brother, and go to bed?

- Mr. Miller taught me. Can't I play?

- No.

- Please.

- No.

Now, Dorothy, you go to bed

this minute. Do you hear?

- Please?

- No. Now go on to bed.

- Dorothy, are you crying again?

- No. Murderer.

One hand, but if I beat you,

will you go to sleep?

Oh, yes. If you win, I'll go right to bed.

Take a chair.

Draw poker, open on anything, okay?

- How much are we playing for?

- What?

Mr. Miller said

you should always find out first.

I see. Well, what are your usual stakes?

Peanuts.

- Okay?

- I won't even count them.

That's real big of you.

Thanks.

One, two, three, four, five.

How many?

- I'm out.

- Does that mean I win?

- Yeah.

- Oh, good. I didn't have anything.

That's called bluffing.

- Another hand?

- No.

- I'll let you win.

- No.

- Aren't you sleepy yet?

- No.

Look, Pittsburgh Phil,

it's a very nice night out...

and the moon is very bright.

What do you say we get dressed

and go out for a walk?

Oh, I'd love it.

Yeah, I'm sure you would.

Well, let's go put some clothes on.

- Will they let me in?

- Where?

Where Louis's playing.

- I won't tell mother.

- Are you sure?

Oh, good. Neither will I.

Here, let's get some...

- Daddy?

- What?

Are we blood brothers?

Whither thou goest.

Till death do us part.

It wouldn't dare.

Alakazam kazam kazam.

Let's get your clothes on.

Daddy!

Goodnight

time to call it a day

Sleep tight

dream your troubles away

Goodnight

in spite of any sorrow

There's a brand-new day

on its way tomorrow

Someday

all your dreams will come true

Some way

for me and you

So close your eyes

and dream of it, my darling

Till then, goodnight

goodnight

sleep tight

Now comes the hard part, baby.

Do you suppose you could sing

Five Pennies...

while Pops and I sing something else?

Sure, I can sing as good as he can.

Well, who can't?

Won't you play the music

so the cradle can rock

Goodnight

to a lullaby in ragtime

time to call it a day

Sleepy hands are creeping

Sleep tight

to the end of the clock

play a lullaby in ragtime

dream your troubles away

This little penny is a dancing penny

See how it glitters and it glows

As bright as a whistle

Light as a thistle

Quick, quick as a wink

Up on its twinkling toes

This little penny is to laugh on

To see that tears never fall

This little penny

Is the last little penny

And most important of all

For this penny is to love on

And where love is, heaven is there

So with just five pennies

if they're these five pennies

You'll be a millionaire

That was wonderful.

Come on, kitten. I better get you home,

or your mother will skin me alive.

I wanna hear Mr. Armstrong

sing some more.

- No, we gotta go.

- I don't know about you, honey...

but I gotta get my beauty sleep...

or I'm just a mess in the morning.

Please. Do The Saints Go Marching In...

- the way you and Daddy do it.

- Come on, baby. We gotta go home.

What do you put in that cat's milk?

- I didn't put nothing in her milk...

- Please. Just one chorus together.

- No.

- Maybe two?

- No. No. No.

- Then I'll go home, I'll go right to bed.

- No.

- I'll even go to sleep.

- No.

- I promise.

No.

- She looks like an honest cat to me.

- You on her side or something, Pops?

- Let's lay it on her, man.

- Well, all right. Just one chorus, miss.

Then we'll go home.

Don't tell your mother, huh?

Benny, you wanna give me a key

or something? Put me to work.

Oh, when the saints

When the saints

go marching in

go marching in

When the saints go marching in

Oh, yes

I wanna be in that number

Oh, in that number

When the saints go marching in

And when the saints

Oh, when the saints

go marching in

go marching in

Who's gonna play on the day

When the saints go marching in

Well, Louis, I'll explain that.

Now, the mostest and the greatest

From the oldest to the latest

Going to play in the band

In the great grandstand

When the saints go marching in

- Louis, what about Brahms

- He laid no bombs

- And Chopin

- Solid man

And Bach, that great old massa

Yeah, that great old massa

was a gasser

Yes, but Mozart the most with all he has

With the symphonies and operas

and all that jazz

When the saints go marching in

- Do you dig Rachmaninoff?

- On and off.

- Rimsky?

- Of course-ikoff.

- Ravel and Gustav Mahler.

- Yeah, but don't forget Fats Waller.

I wouldn't do that.

Liszt has a twist that you can't resist

Yeah. Yeah. Put Liszt on that list.

When the saints go marching in

Here we go, Louis.

When the saints

Oh, when the saints

go marching in

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