Three Little Words Page #4

- Bye-bye.

Not so very hungry this morning, sir?

- No, I'll just have some more coffee.

- And a couple of doughnuts.

- Yeah, a couple of doughnuts.

- Yes, sir.

- Harry.

- You alone? Why don't you join us?

Well, you're in Buffalo.

We canceled Buffalo, we're going

on a honeymoon. Toast, Bert?

Thanks. We've also canceled Syracuse and

Rochester and 40 weeks next season.

That's a long honeymoon.

Where are you going, up the Congo?

We might buy a little house

somewhere and settle down.

- How about Pelham, Bert?

- Pelham's nice. Coffee, dear?

- Yes, warm it.

- Well, what about the team?

Yeah, what about the team?

I don't know. Do you think

it should be Kalmar and Ruby...

...or Ruby and Kalmar?

Either way.

First billing doesn't mean

much to songwriters.

- Cream, dear?

- Yeah, just a little.

You mean you're not gonna do the act,

that the team's Bert and me?

Oh, Jessie, you're wonderful.

Look, it's okay to admire my wife.

Would you mind taking your elbow

out of my butter?

Oh, I'm sorry, Bert.

Oh, gosh.

Wait a minute. Start again, will you?

All alone Monday

Singin' the blues

I'll take it.

Here. Pick a card.

Any one.

- Ten of clubs.

- Yeah, that's all right.

Oh, just a moment, please.

Harry, telephone.

Thanks.

- Hello?

- Girl.

Oh, hello, Terry.

Yeah, I'm still working.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Oh, sure I do.

What?

No. Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah. Okay. Bye.

It was a girl.

- Really?

- We didn't think it was your Uncle Max.

- How long has this been going on?

- Oh, a couple of months.

In fact, we're engaged.

Oh, Harry, that's wonderful.

She's sweet.

I know you'll like her, Jessie.

Why, sure we will.

- Hi.

- Hi, Joe.

All alone Monday

Singin' the blues

Hey, that's our tune.

All alone Tuesday

Reading the news

Say, that redhead's

singing our new song.

That's Terry.

That's Terry?

- Harry, she's beautiful.

- Wait till you meet her.

On the shelf Wednesday

Till the dawn comes

By myself Thursday

Twirlin' my thumbs

Friday is my day

So I spend Friday all alone

On Saturday I

Dread the coming of Sunday

Monday the week starts anew

I'm certain I could endure

The week to the end

And I am sure

The days that I spend

Wouldn't be lonely

If I were only

All alone with you

On Saturday I

Dread the coming of Sunday

Monday the week starts anew

I'm certain I could endure

The week to the end

And I am sure

The days that I spend

Wouldn't be lonely

If I were only all alone

With you

- Hello, honey.

- How are you, dear?

- Miss Lordel, Mr. and Mrs. Kalmar.

- Hello.

- Jessie, Bert, Terry.

- How do you do?

- Hello, Terry.

- I'm glad to know all of you.

Mr. Kalmar, I wanna tell you about

that number of yours, it's just terrif.

- It's sensashe.

- Thanks. You certainly sang it.

Oh, thank you.

Of course, Snooky rehearsed me in it.

- Snooky?

- Snooky.

This is Snooky.

- Hi, Snooky.

- Oh, she calls me Snooky.

Isn't he sweet?

Oh, I could just eat him up.

- Light me, please?

- I beg your pardon?

- Light me?

- Oh, yeah, of course. Sure.

Oh, that's terrif.

Do you know any more tricks?

Yeah. l...

I understand congratulations

are in order, Miss Lordel.

Oh, well, thank you,

but I haven't got the part yet.

She's trying out for a part

in the Follies.

- Well, I really meant about you and Harry.

- Oh, Harry.

I thought you weren't

gonna tell anybody yet.

They're my best friends,

I've got to tell them.

Oh, that music.

Oh, I've simply got to dance.

- Will you?

- Sure.

Oh, I can't dance in this.

Look, I've got to change.

Now, you be sitting right there

when I get back.

You hear?

Bye.

What do you think of her?

Well, she's very peppy, isn't she?

Yeah, she's got a lot of life.

Boys. That's Phil Goodman

I'm sitting with...

...the big theatrical producer.

He loved your song

and he wants it for his new show.

- Yeah?

- And that's not all.

He wants you

to write the whole score.

- A Broadway show?

- Sure.

Words and music by Kalmar and Ruby.

Who did it, huh? Who did it?

- Let me shake the hand of the man...

- Terry. Terry singing our song.

That's who did it.

Oh, Bert.

You're here with me

I'm here with you

We need no secret rendezvous

We'll find romance

Where e'er we chance

To be

The sweetest theme

Runs through my dream

Each night I seem to see

A home for two

In view for you

And me

- She could do the Phyllis part.

- Yeah.

What is your name again?

- Eileen Percy.

- Any experience, Miss Percy?

- Stock mostly, two seasons.

- I'd like you to read something for us.

If you can handle lines,

I'd say the part's yours.

- Thank you.

- Mr. Goodman!

Mr. Goodman, boy, are we in luck.

I just found out

that Terry Lordel is available.

Terry Lordel?

Yeah, that girl at the club

the other night.

She's just a singer.

She can sing. She can act.

She can do anything.

She'd be great for the Phyllis part.

Wouldn't she, Bert?

- I don't know, Harry.

- Let her read the part, that's all I ask.

- When could you get her in?

- Anytime. Hey, Terry!

Come in here!

All alone Monday

Singing the blues

All alone Tuesday

Reading the news

Staring and blinking

Sitting there thinking

All alone

On the shelf Wednesday

Till the dawn comes

By myself Thursday

Twirling my thumbs

Friday is my day

So I spend Friday all alone

On Saturday I

Dread the coming of Sunday

Monday the week starts anew

I'm certain I could endure

The week to the end

And I am sure

The days that I spend

Wouldn't be lonely

If I were only all alone

With you

You're the understudy, huh?

It must be a pretty tough job.

You're so anxious to get out there.

I wouldn't worry,

you'll get your chance.

- Well, I've already had my chance.

- How's that?

Well, I almost had a good part once,

but they gave it to someone else.

Oh, that's a shame.

I wouldn't worry about it.

Somebody's bound to get sick some night.

- Not her.

- No, not Terry. She's plenty healthy.

Besides, I won't be here much longer.

I'm going out to Hollywood.

Well, movies, huh?

Well, I wish you all the luck

in the world.

Thanks.

Ever anything I can do,

let me know.

That's very nice of you, Mr. Ruby.

Good night.

Good night.

- Nice going, Terry.

- Oh, thank you, Mr. Kalmar.

Snooky.

Oh, fine.

- How's the third act coming?

- It isn't.

- I'm worried about him.

- Who, Snooky?

That girl is all wrong for him.

She'll ruin his life.

He's pretty crazy about her.

He's not responsible.

He ought to be chained up someplace.

You know, if Harry left town for a while

that girl would be engaged...

...to four different fellas

within a week.

Maybe we could get him out of town.

How?

Ship him off to boarding school?

He's a big boy now.

Wears long pants.

Could Al Schacht help?

Al Schacht?

That friend of Harry's,

the big-league pitcher.

Al Schacht is down in Florida

with the team.

How could he help?

- Well, he could ask Harry...

- Wait a minute.

I'll get Al to invite Harry down to Florida

to work out with the Senators.

- Bert, that's exactly what I was saying...

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