There's No Business Like Show Business Page #7

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"no, no, no"?

Of course that's

what it is.

What are we gonna do?

They're not married.

Then they're making plans.

You've gotta step 'em,

Terry.

Me?

Certainly. You run this act.

Ha! All of a sudden,

when something goes

wrong, I run the act.

Don't raise your voice

to me!

What do you

think you are,

Whispering

Jack Smith?

Come in.

Oh, it's love's

young dream.

He locked himself in.

There's no knob

on the inside.

I'll complain

to the management.

Tell them and get it

over with, will ya?

OK.

Uh, Mom, Pop...

uh, Katy and me,

we, uh...

Well, me and Katy...

Oh, for heaven's sakes.

Lew Harris is going

to star Vicky Parker

in a big Broadway revue

next season...

I got a great title

for it:

Something Borrowed

And Something Blue.

Now, come on, Mom.

Let Katy tell you, will ya?

Well, Vicky wants

Tim and me

to be in the show

with her,

so she asked Mr. Harris

to catch the act

last night,

and he liked us,

so he wants to sign us.

And the question is,

should we or...

or shouldn't we do it?

First she takes our song,

and now...

Oh, this kid and I

have just gotta wind up

the best of chums.

Well, I think

it's great.

I think it's

just wonderful.

Now, you understand

it's just Katy and me.

That's why we didn't

say anything definite.

Are you worrying about

your mother and me?

Young lady,

we were an act

before you

were an idea.

And you, you weren't

even penciled in.

What do you think

we raised you for

if it wasn't for this?

What do you say, Mom?

OK.

On one condition.

They have to take

the four Cuban costumes, too.

Molly, I love you.

"Orchids to Molly

and Terry Donahue,

"wowing them

at The Blue Angel.

"Though back to two slices,

still smasheroo.

"Their kids Katy and Tim

"are rehearsing

"in Lew Harris'

Manhattan Parade,

"slated to open next month.

"If they're anything

like Mom and Pop,

"look for some

very fancy hat-tossing

by the New York critics."

OK, kids. Here we go.

Quiet, everybody!

Settle down, now.

Quiet!

This time, we'll take it

right from the top, huh?

Now, watch those

phone cues, will ya, honey?

You ready, kids?

1... 2...

Hello

Here we go

No, sorry, not tonight

That was quick

Shh, yes?

Jim? Jack? Jeffrey?

No, it's just

that I'm languid

Well, how do you do?

It's nice to know ya

Physically,

I'm in pretty good shape

Brother, you can

say that again

It's my attitude

that's passive

Meow!

Ruff!

You know you're

the only one I love

That's all,

he's hooked

Bye, now

Bye, now

Hello

We're off again

No, sorry, not tonight

She's languid

Shh, quiet

Bill? Bobby? Bruce?

No, it's just

that I'm supine

That's a word?

Who knows?

Physically,

I'm in pretty good shape

See? She did

say it again

But, mentally,

I'm comatose

Quick, boy,

the dictionary

You know you're

the only one I love

New fish,

same hook

Bye, now

Bye, now

She won't get up,

she won't go out

Baby,

what's it all about?

Why? Why?

Why? Why? Why?

Well, in simple

English, I'm...

Lazy

I wanna be

Lazy

I long to be

Out in the sun

With no work

to be done

Under that awning

They call the sky

Stretching and yawning

And let the world

Go drifting by

I wanna peep

Through the deep

Tangled wide world

Counting sheep

Till I sleep

Like a child would

With a great big

valise full

Of books to read

Where it's peaceful

While I'm

Killin' time

Being lazy

Wrong number.

Wrong number.

Oh, Sam,

you're sweet.

Aah!

Lew, I did

that lyric over.

You want to look at it?

Oh, thanks, Charlie.

That boy and girl are

just what Vicky needed.

They make her look great.

Yeah, they sure do.

You know something, Lew?

I think I'm gonna

marry that girl.

You what?

Don't get nervous.

I mean

the little Donahue.

Oh.

With a great big

Valise full

Of books to read

Where it's peaceful

While I'm

Killin' time

Being

Lazy

That's fine, kids.

Very good. Keep it that way.

Let's go to lunch.

OK, kids, that's it.

Lunch, everybody.

Back at 2:
00 sharp.

I'm starved.

I'll get my coat

and be with you

in two minutes.

All right.

Tim, toward the finish

where I slide over

the end of the couch,

am I too close to you?

Can the bee get too close

to the honey?

Come on.

Let's go to lunch.

Vicky, I have lunch

sent upstairs for us.

I think that'll

be less tiring for you.

We can't take

any chances

with our star,

you know?

Can I have

a rain check, Tim?

Maybe tomorrow, huh?

That dance looked great.

Nice work, boy.

Boy, you can

take me to lunch.

Come on.

Oh, by the way,

I fixed it.

We've got Friday off.

Yeah? Where are we going?

To church.

Steve is being ordained.

How could you

forget that?

Honestly, Tim,

don't you think

about anything these days

but Vicky Parker?

No.

Charlie:
Miss Donahue.

Oh, hello.

Excuse me.

I was just wondering

if you were free

for lunch.

Well, um...

Oh, don't worry

about me, Sis.

Of course,

I'm not sincere,

but would you

like to join us?

Well, thanks,

but I'll send out

for a sandwich.

You go ahead.

Be sure and eat, now.

You really looked like you

were enjoying that number.

Katy:
I love it.

But when I got up

to the altar,

I was real scared.

The ordaining was

so beautiful, Steve.

Father Donahue.

Hey, you know where

your parish will be?

I haven't been

assigned yet.

You make sure they give

you a good booking, son.

Don't let them put you

out in the sticks.

Oh, Charlie,

I'm sorry.

Steve, you haven't

met Charlie Gibbs.

Charlie, may I present

Father Steven Donahue?

Glad to meet you,

Charlie.

Congratulations,

Father.

Thank you.

Look, I know

this is family,

and I kind of hate

to butt in,

but I was wondering

if you'd have any time

in the near future

to perform a small

wedding ceremony.

A wedding ceremony?

That's right.

Who are you

gonna marry, Charlie?

You.

What is this?

When did

all this happen?

It's the first

I've heard of it.

It's the first I've

heard of it, too. Charlie.

Well, it looks like it's

my turn to congratulate you.

I'll be happy

to perform the ceremony.

Thanks, Father.

Wherever you are,

whenever you're ready,

just give me a call.

Have black suit,

will travel.

I think I oughta

congratulate him, too.

I'm gonna give

the bride away.

Vicky:
Tim?

Yeah. Ready?

I have the evening

all planned.

Dinner at Shambor.

Pheasant under glass,

broccoli hollandaise.

Not for me.

I'm a simple girl

with simple tastes.

2-inch-thick steaks,

French fries,

and a big salad.

Then steak it'll be.

Hitch on.

Nellie, what is that?

That's not for me.

Well, yes, Miss Parker.

It's the first dress

you wear.

But I understood

it was out.

Well, I don't know.

Mr. Harris put it through.

He wants to see it

in his office right now.

Then I have to see him

right now. Thanks, Millie.

Hey, Vicky.

Steak, French fries,

you and me, remember?

You go ahead, Tim.

I thought

I'd convinced Lew

this dress

is wrong for me,

but I guess I'll have

to persuade him again.

It won't take long.

I'll join you

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