All language subtitles for Quitandolo 1985 Takin It Off (eng)

Once upon a time, there was
a little girl named Betty.

Well, maybe not so little.

At least not some parts of her.

What I'm really trying
to say is, she had large,

huge.

It's like this.

The kid had humongous tits.

But tits like these
can be an advantage.

For soon, Betty bounced
her way to California,

where she, her babe,
began an exciting,

meaningful career in Hollywood.

Gotta change that.

Bring on. Got that
for pride's sake.

If you're looking
for your wand, buddy,

how's your hands on my ass?

Hi. My name is Aniluzin.

I know I need a little tote.

If you got little brains,
you'd be dangerous.

Now I'm extremely proud
to announce the world

famous little play out there,

Buzz Day.

Yeah.

To present the girl with the
biggest chest in the West,

the babe with more bounce

to the end.

And here they are for your
pleasure, bouncing Betty Big

Ones and her Fuzzome Buddy.

You and your two friends
did good tonight, kid. Gee.

Thanks, Anita.

So when do we get a raise?

Jesus. The acoustics
in here are terrible.

I can't hear a
word you're saying.

Thank you, missus Scrooge.

I heard that.

Hi, Sandhya. Oh, hi, Betty.

Your costume just came
back from the cleaners.

Oh, go ahead. Hi.

Do you think they called too
much attention to my tits?

Hi, Nookie. Hello, Betty.

Your agent called.

He wants you to get in his office
tomorrow morning at eleven o'clock.

Oh, no. His wife must
be out of town again.

No. This time he said he has
something really big for you.

Big?

This'll cover it.

Betty, wouldn't it be wonderful
if this time it was for real?

Well, he did send me out
on an audition last week.

And my horoscope says
I'm due for a big break.

Yeah.

But that could mean you might
trip and break one of your tits.

No.

My horoscope had a
happy face on it.

And besides, I will
see Harry tomorrow.

Hey, Nucky. You and what's her
name are on in two minutes.

Okay, Warden.

Break a leg, you two.

My goodness. She
is shy, isn't she?

Then the audience
thinks I'm the dummy.

You heard me.

Big Boobs are going
the way of the buffalo.

Shh. What?

Not so loud. They're
very sensitive.

Oh, well, big boobs are
great for nightclubs,

but they're a bust for TV.

Oh, yeah? What about that TV
commercial audition last week?

Yeah. But let me tell you.

You told me I was perfect for
that full figure bra commercial.

Yeah.

But after a little
market research,

the over the shoulder boulder holder
bra company folded their tits.

What do you suggest?

Take three inches off your tits.

Wait a minute.

I thought you might suggest
acting lessons, tap dancing.

Listen, Betty.

If you could squeeze those two
monsters in a size huge bra

instead of a size
humongous, next month,

I can get you a booking
for a TV program.

Oh, but they took so long
to grow, and it's gotta be

hard to get three inches off.

Hey. I've never had any problem
getting three inches off.

I mean, it's, a cinch. Here,
go see my brother, the diet maven.

Doctor Buzz Ranchey,

founder and director of
the Dubious Diet Institute?

Oh, Betty, that's the
Dubois Diet Institute.

Good old Buzz has been
handling big tits all his life.

Well, Harry, I'll have to talk it
over with my friends down at the club,

Cynthia and Nookie Monster.

Nookie Monster?

Yeah. That's Lotta's prop,
and he eats her every night.

Oh, lucky monster. You
don't mind, do you?

Well, if it isn't me, it
might as well be a monster.

I mean about me
talking to my friends.

Me? Your good old uncle
Harry? Oh, contraire.

Harry, you're not my uncle.

Uncle brother Smother,
what's the difference?

We're not any relation.

We can have all the relations
we want on my carpet.

I can't think of sex when
you're talking about my tits.

Funny, that's the only thing I can think
of when we're talking about your tits.

Meanwhile, back at the club.

The world famous little
playhouse is pleased to present

three feisty firecrackers who will
light your fuse and make

you wanna go bang.

Here they are, the
dynamite dancers.

And the plot thickens.

You what?

I said I'm thinking about
reducing the size of my tits.

Wait a minute. Wait a minute.

Let me turn around and make it easier
for you to plunge the knife in.

They're her tits, Anita.

Bullshit.

Right now, those bazooms are the only thing
between this place and the poor house.

It's only three
inches. Three inches.

Can mean the difference
between coming or going.

Listen. I'm gonna
level with you.

Those knockers of yours are the only
thing that's keeping this place afloat.

Look, Henry, every strip joint
in town's got cute and cuddly

tits like Sen's.

Cute and cuddly
don't sell tickets.

I need every inch
you can give me.

But I'm talking about my career.

And I'm talking about Charlie
Little's Little Playhouse,

a veritable American
institution and tourist trap,

not to mention my
bread and butter.

Oh, how I miss my
sweet beloved Charlie.

And he's not even
cold in his grave yet.

Already the end grates are
dumping on his bereaved widow.

Anita, I'm not dumping on you.

Besides, Charlie's
been dead two years.

That doesn't change the fact
that that man was like a father

to you girls and me too.

Well, he should have been
more than a father to you.

You married him.

Just barely.

I mean, our marriage bed turned
out to be his death bed too.

One poppity was gone.

But the the last thing that
he whispered before he went,

he said, you know, I love them
dizzy graws down at the club.

You know, Benny, he always thought
of you kids as his little girls.

But

instead of the easy life as Mrs.

Little, I get stuck with this ulcer
trap and creditors up the wazoo.

But, Betty, without
you and my star

attraction, we might as
well close the doors.

I mean, you wouldn't wanna be
responsible for sin and the

Nookie Monster and and what's her name
to be out of a job now, would you?

Of course not, but But it's

settled.

What are you sitting there for?

Get those two empty wallet
tits of yours out on the stage.

Empty wallet.

I'll show you how to
work empty wallet.

Welcome to the Devoir Diet
Institute, where the elite meet

to watch what they eat.

Hello.

I'm doctor Buzz Raunchy. And,
hello, why don't you sit down?

On my face. What did you say?
Why don't you find a chair?

Any place.

Oh, that lucky chair.

I beg your pardon.

I said you have a
lovely, lovely hair.

Oh, thank you. But
that's not the problem.

The problem is my tits.

Your tits? I hadn't
noticed them at all.

Really?

Oh, your brother said you were
one of the biggest boobs around.

Boob specialist. I think
that's what he meant.

Well, can you handle these?

Does a bear shit
in the woods? What?

Does does the chair fit good?

I just want to know,

do you have time to look
at my boobs or don't you?

I think I can squeeze
your boobs in in.

Oh, goody.

You see, if I don't lose
three inches off my tits, your

brother says that I'll
lose a big TV series.

Oh, you poor baby.

Do you charge much, doctor?

I usually charge one grand.

One grand,

Gee. I've always been known
for the grand ones I give.

Oh, I'd like one of your
grand ones, miss big ones.

Take three inches off my tits, and
I'll give you three grand ones.

A grand one for every
inch you take off.

Well, let's get started at
once. Let me have a feel.

I mean, let me feel.

Tell me, miss Big Ones,
what did you eat last night?

Oh, yes.

I had a long, sweet, Polish

sausage.

Oh, I see.

Miss big ones, you have
a very unique problem.

Most women gain weight in
their hips, but you, you have

kids that are like a magnet,

and they draw erbicaca maimi
calorie in the silly cellular cell.

And I want to say that
Oh, my poor babies.

The nice doctor will
take care of you.

Now, now, now, now,
now, now, now, now,

I'll need some information.

What size are the
maracas in question?

Huge?

Gigantic.

Humongous.

Can you wet your lips
and say do mongus while,

fondling the,
knockers in question?

What in heaven's name?

Oh, coordination test, big
ones, like patting your head

and rubbing your tummy.

Highly, highly scientific.

Well, in that case,

you.

I kinda like that.

It made my nipples hard.

That's not the only
thing you made hard.

Now now we are going to
take all your clothes off and I'm

going to examine you
from head to toe.

And after that, I'm going
to examine you again.

Why you been examining me twice?

You should always
have a second opinion.

Oh, that makes

sense.

Oh, I can't.

Oh, don't stop
now, miss big ones.

I don't feel right.
Yet I should.

I mean, after all, you
are a doctor, aren't you?

Oh, I'm a graduate.
Some come loudly.

Quackoing University of
Medicine, class of sixty nine.

Now, miss Big Ones,
please do not be shy.

I am going to sit here with my
hands on top of the desk, under

the desk, in my
snug, in my pants.

What? Plants. People always
keep stealing my plants.

I mean, if you can't trust
your doctor, who can you trust?

Oh, that's what I always
used to say when I was a

gynecologist, a
proctologist, a tree surgeon.

Oh my god.

I can't. No.

I just can't.

Why not? No.

No.

Why can't you?

I just can't.

It feels sturdy
with just you here.

I need a room full of men staring
at me, like down at the club.

Oh.

This goes deeper
than I suspected.

But first, before
I prescribe a diet,

I'm afraid you'll need the help of a
psychiatrist to prepare for my plan.

You mean, you want
me to see a shrink?

Well, if you want your
boobs to shrink, well,

first you'll have
to see a shrinker.

Here. Here's his kind.

Doctor Lucifer Chase,

your old world shrinking
exercise suite six six six,

libido professional building.

Isn't that the building that's shaped
like a penis over on envy street?

Yes.

Of course, that's the one.

I'll hold you up and
tell him to accept you.

Hello, noose. Yeah. It's Buzz.

You know that little favor I
owe you? Well, it's payday.

And soon So you see, Likshan,
together we will create a

positive mental attitude that
will give you all the strength

that you need to follow the
strict diet of the wise doctor

Ranchin.

We call this in the medical
profession see body sees doctor

Lipshutz.

My name isn't Lipshutz.

It's big ones, but
you can call me Betty.

Beautiful. Excellent, miss
Betty. Remove all your clothes.

But you're a psychiatrist.
You're not a medical doctor.

Why do you want me to
remove all my clothes?

You would cheat a psychiatrist
out of all our kicks.

I'm sorry, doctor.

Why do you stop?

I don't know.

I guess it would be more
natural if you clapped your

hands and yelled,
take it off, doctor.

As you wish. Take it out,
doctor. Take it out, doctor.

Take it out, doctor.

It's no use.

So I got a bad
case of cold tits.

A little music might
help. It does at the club.

I agree. But you're gonna
need more than music.

I want you to watch the watch.

Watch carefully, then just
relax and empty your mind.

Man, ra ra ra ra ra.

You did that so quickly
and loudly, my dear.

I want you to concentrate on
my voice. You will do as I say.

I want you to lose
all your inhibitions.

Forget where you are.

And when I play this music, I
want you to take it all off.

Take it all off.

Hey, and now for the number one
song for the number one station.

You heard it here.

Where hearing is believing,

it's the unbelievable unreal
bump belly band doing taking it

off.

What happened?

What happened? You made my
day. You made me feel sexy.

I feel great too. Just like
I do after making love.

That is good.

Thank you, doctor.

Honey, I know now that I
can take whatever tit diet

doctor Ronchi can hand
out, how can I repay you?

Well, now that
you brought it up.

Then let's not let
that go to waste.

Oh. God bless you,
Sigmund, wherever you are.

Back at doctor Raunchy's office.

It was wonderful.

And then when he got me to
lose all my inhibitions,

I gave him a grand one
right out of his desk.

On his desk? Do you
like oak, pine, walnut?

How about plain boys?

And then on the couch and on
the floor and in the elevator.

Hurry.

Pick a diet. Any diet.

The wonderful walla walla diet.

Vegetable, vegetarian's delight.

Day one, melons.

Day two, leafy green vegetables.

Day three.

Hi there, cowboy.

Is your name

Jim Bob?

That's right, little,
that's right, honey.

Is your last name Bob?

Nope. Simcock.

Oh. Simcock. That's a nice name.

That's Simcock. What's
yours beautiful?

Pretty big ones. One sixty
nine Boozum Boulevard.

Telephone is five five
five six nine six nine.

Pardon number?

One six nine.

I got it. And you
are gonna get it.

What do you think
of those melons?

I call them a perfect pear.

Oh, when will they
be their juiciest?

Oh, say around,

eight o'clock tonight.

I'll take them.

Now I'm supposed to have,

leafy green vegetables
all day tomorrow.

Well, I got celery,
spinach, lettuce.

That sounds so boring

Show me your zucchini.

You want zucchini?

Well, I got your zucchini
hunter right here.

Oh,

that's a nice zucchini.

Kinda skinny but it's
long enough and firm

enough to do the job.

Oh. Baby, I'll bring
it over tonight.

Yoo hoo, Edna. Come here
and look at this man's zucchini.

I haven't seen a zucchini like
this since my uncle showed me a

kiss in his garden.

Later that night.

Howdy, y'all.

Honey. Hey. Honey.

Tonight, the little old
playhouse is pleased as punch

to introduce to you our
newest little filly.

Introduce me to a
couple big boobers.

If you don't behave
yourself, partner,

I'll introduce you to a
couple of big bouncers.

Now, folks, how about a
big hand clapping down

home welcome for
Susie Saddleback?

Yeah.

Oh, come on down.

Good evening. The
little playhouse.

Yes. We're on Prairie Avenue.

Uh-huh. You might call us the
little playhouse on Prairie.

Same to you, buddy.

Anita, look at the
skunk bag I found

that stage.

Oh, drat. What were
you doing back there?

Me?

Ho ho

ho.

Why, ma'am, I'm Doc Holiday of
the roach control patrol, and

you'll be happy to know that
you are clean as a whistle.

Betty.

Doctor Ronji, where
have you been?

I've been trying to get out of
that outfit on you is magnificent.

You like it? Like it? I love it.

Damn it. Is it a a deal?

No, silly. The
door's over there.

This is a Bernie from Burbank.

He makes hey.

I've been trying to
get you all week.

I'm still trying
to get you. What?

I've been dying to get you to
find out how many inches you've

taken off your kids ever since
that wonderful Walla Walla

Diet.

The wonderful walla walla
diet didn't work. Oh.

My kids are exactly the same
size as they were before.

Although, it was fun making
kinky love in all the fruits

and leafy vegetables.

Making love in fruits
and vegetables.

Oh, call me a tractor and let
me plow your crop from here

to follow follow me.

No way. Jim Bob did
that for me. Oh.

We wallowed in melons on
Monday, and we wallowed in

lippy greens on Tuesday.

And your kids didn't
shrink from all of that?

No. But Jim Bob
started shrinking on Wednesday.

That's when I decided
I where you've been?

Oh, I got evicted. I
mean, I'm branching out.

I am the first diet consultant,
that makes house calls.

Great idea. Lousy diet.

I still have to get
these three inches off.

Oh, not to worry.

I got the diet custom
designed expressly for who?

For what? What?

I don't know yet. Go fish.

The popular popcorn diet.
Wow. Isn't that a coincidence?

I was going to pop a kernel
or two after the show.

See? It's destined to
work. It better, doc.

Remember our deal? You
don't get these off of me.

You don't get that off on me.

I mean, it'll work, Billy.

It'll work. I can feel it
in my bone. I get my bones.

Now go home and pop those
kernels and eat that popcorn.

Now go, baby.

Later that night.

Here you go, Colonel.

Feel that baby. That's
my chain of command.

Oh, I'm about to
capture your peach head.

Oh, Colonel Colonel,
that's dessert.

Let's have our appetizer first.

I can't wait for it, baby.

Oh, I call it my kumquat
popover surprise.

Nothing says loving like
putting something in your oven.

Oh, yes.

Oh.

Yes.

I must confess, until tonight I never
ate popcorn unless it was at the movies.

Oh, well get ready colonel
it's double feature time.

Forty three d two.

Wait. You mean forty
three double d.

Oh Colonel slow down.
You're going lickety split.

I've yet to meet a split.
I didn't like to lickety.

Oh, Colonel, turn on some music.

It makes me more hot
and bothered that way.

Oh, okay.

Okay, baby.

I'm ready for an inspection
of your privates.

Oh, but, Colonel,
Colonel, Colonel,

it's about your choice of music.

What's wrong with
my choice of music?

Oh, it sucks more than I do.

Oh, just close your
eyes and pretend

that the entire US
army marching band

waiting for your
box office to open.

I'm telling you, Betty, that
raunchy character is no good.

We'll find the right tit diet
for you in one of these books.

I hope so. My agent Harry
says I've only got two weeks.

Don't give up yet, kiddo.

And now for the number one song
for the number one station,

you heard it here, where
hearing is believing,

it's the unbelievable unreal bumpy
belly man doing taking it out.

Who says a library has to be?

Stuffy.

Now, now, let's keep it quiet.

Some of us are trying
to get naked. Knowledge.

Later, at the fashionable
Le Bleu Rinse Cafe.

Yoo hoo, we're over here.

Sorry, we're late,

but you know how involved
the libraries can get.

So, Betty, how's
your new diet coming?

Well, do they look any smaller?
Anita's got a boyfriend.

Anita's got a boyfriend.

Shut up, mother. I'll sew your
lips together. A boyfriend?

Come on, Anita. Fess up.

Please. Please. Is it serious?

Nothing a little
penicillin wouldn't

care.

What's he do? Is he
rich? Not too rich.

Oh my God.

He sounds wonderful.

Well, actually, he came into the club a
couple of weeks ago to see, you perform.

But then he met me.

And he told me I reminded him
of his late beautiful wife.

And it's been one mad
quarrel ever since.

You know, he's a real
classy son of a bitch.

What's his name?

You'll meet him when
the time is right.

I'm very happy for you.

I'd be happy just
to find a waiter.

What's that?

Boy, that's one big fly.

I'm afraid to look.

Okay, ma'am.
Phyllis, your waiter.

I'll be most happy to reach down
and retrieve the offending insect.

Oh, please.

There's a little power. Oh.

Will there be anything else?

Oh, no. Thank you. Your hands
were so strong and gentle.

Yeah. Better to serve you, man.

Oh. Maybe I'll get lucky and
a spider will crawl up my leg.

I'll get you menus.

Oh, I was so sure the popular popcorn
diet would have done the trick.

No, doc. I did the trick. Oh?

Not only did I get popcorn
stuck between my teeth,

I got a kernel stuck
between my legs all night.

Not that I'm complaining.

Well, popping Colonels
is not for everyone.

Oh, I enjoy popping the Colonel,
but it did nothing for my tip.

Your diet bombed. They're
still humongous. Look at these.

Well, I got plenty
where that came from.

Here, pick a diet, then you die.

No. No. No, Jose. My
girlfriends are right.

You're nothing but a quack.

Oh, Betty. Please give
me another chance. No.

Please, Betty. No.

No.

No. No.

Well Oh, dear.

Dear.

I wasn't going to share
you with any other doctor,

but I hear that this
one is really sharp.

Doctor Sohang Acupuncturist.
This is your last chance, doc.

Oh, I'm sure it's going to work.

In fact, I'm making a celebration
for you and me tomorrow night.

You're on next. I'll
be right there. Okay.

I'll go see this acupuncture.

Until then, I'm gonna
be on pins and needles.

Oh, I'm sure he'll
give you a cure.

You won't feel a
prick until our celebration.

Oh, I wonder who the patron
saint of grand ones is.

Ladies and gentlemen,

the Dynamite Dancers
featuring Betty Big Ones.

Hello. I'm Betty Big Winds.

Oh, thank you for
coming in. Are you hung?

Like an ox.

Oh, doctor Ronchi sent me.

I'm changing my will.
He's getting everything.

What would you like me to do?

Oh, dump the threads
for starters.

Well, I usually need some music.

Oh my God.

You're not gonna stick that
thing in me, are you? Yes.

Do you mind? I don't know.

I've never seen anything so big.

I could say the
same thing for you.

Will it hurt?

No. You only feel
a little prick.

Oh.

Lovable, isn't he?

Oh, yes. Does he have a name?

I call him Ebenezer Scrooge.

Why do you call him
Ebenezer Scrooge?

Because he's such a tight one.

Oh, I think I know where
you're coming from.

Not yet, but soon.

Oh, my legs have names too.

What do you call them?

My left leg is Christmas.

My right one is New Year's.

Wanna come up
between the holidays?

Oh, I can't wait until then.

I'm coming right now.

Poor doctor Hong.

And was he ever?

Jesus, it says here
he was only forty.

Well, there goes
another big one.

I hope he's gone to that
big pincushion in the sky.

Come in.

Hello, girlies. Hello,
girlies. Stop. Wait a minute.

Don't blame me for honk kicking
off. Dying was not in the game.

I've got another chance.

Don't you listen to him, Betty?

Here. Read this card.

The swell swillman diet.

Twelve glasses of water daily.

No. Get out. Get out. Get out.

Does that mean that you're not
going to make love with me tonight?

Oh. Oh.

Lada, you're on.

Later that night.

Hello?

Are you having an orgasm
or an asthma attack?

What are you wearing?

I'm wearing my sexiest,
skimpiest, negligee.

The black see through one with
a pair of bikini underwear.

They're crotchless with
pink little lips on them.

And oh yes, I'm wearing
my white fuzzy bunny slippers

with pink ears and a pink nose.

Tell me more about the
fuzzy, bunny slippers.

Just a minute. I need
a banana. A banana?

What are you doing to it?

Are you licking it?

Sucking it?

Talk to me.

Talk

Tell me more about the
fuzzy bunny that slippers.

Oh, oh, yes. Back to
the bunny slippers.

I guess I fell in love with them

because I like to Humphrey,

Pumphrey like a bunny.

Humphrey, bumpety. Oh, my god.

Pardon me. This is the operator.

I have an emergency phone call
for a doctor Buzz Raunchy.

Doctor Bunce Raunchy? Surprise.

Surprise yourself.

And now, folks, here's why
everybody says Bouncing Betty

Big Ones has the
cleanest act in town.

Company's coming.

Oh, good. I love group orgasms.

They're so healthy. No.

I need my friends with me.

Freak him in.

Limbshan. Doctor. James, sir.
I wish it'd been mainstream.

Lucifer asked me to marry him.

UW. Yeah. Yeah.

We want you to come to the
very I'm closing the club,

and we're moving to
Lucifer's estate in Austria.

Oh, I feel like Julie Andrews.

Just think, I'll be Baroness
and need a little chase.

I hope you'll both be
very happy. What's wrong?

Well, closing the club
means I won't have this job.

I'm certainly not
gonna get my TV job.

So, don't worry, Betty.

I'm giving all you girls a generous
bonus, your last week's salary.

And I have a very
special gift for you.

Fosse Dick's fat farm
baked tits are specialty?

I can't afford.

Don't worry.

After all the times you jiggled
your ass and those jugs are for

me, fat farm's the
least I can do for you.

Can they really get
these inches off?

I've hired Enrique fondue to
be your personal body buddy.

Enrique fondue, the health and
happiness guru who was on TV?

Yes.

The same second he won.

But if anybody can get those
three inches off, he can.

And we must be off.

Bye, kids.

And reek it, but dude,
get ready for the

biggest challenge yet.

Old mister Fosdick
had a farm, e I e I o.

And on this farm, they
had some tits, e I e I o.

Now now now girls,
let's not get catty.

I know I've been away from
the TV screen for a couple of

years, but I was busy eating.

I'm just kidding. Bullshit.

Do you like the new punk
look? Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow.

I'm still missing my
new body body Betty.

If you girls happen to see a
fat chick shaped like me, it's

probably her.

Oh, hi, honey.

Shit.

Look at those tits.

Hi. Are you Enrique Sandu?

Yes. Are you?

I'm your new buddy
buddy Betty big one.

Oh, Jesus. We
better get started.

Taking three inches off those
maracas is like taking three

quarts of water from a stone.

Are you ready to
boober size? Yeah.

Hit it, girls.

That's it for me, girls.

Like I've always said,

no sense me doing anything
you can do for yourself.

Now, buddy buddy Betty,
get those boobies bouncy.

Hit

it.

Mercy, the Richter scale in the
states must be going bananas.

Love that that fool, lift that
tip, get a little better and

the dress will get it.

Told that fool, lift that
tip, get a little better.

Oh, a double decker avalanche.

Oh, no. No. No. No. No.
No. No. No. No. No. No. No.

Wrap time.

That's it.

Hi.

Gee, they should start early
around here, like boot camp.

I mean, boot camp.

Oh, two more days.
I'm gonna be dead.

For sister, Fondue
is one tough mother.

Still number one at the number
one station is the number one

group, the Butt
Belly Band doing.

Taking it off.

Taking it up.

Taking it up.

Send in the boobs.

Ready to measure
your maracas, mama?

Uh-huh.

Oh, dear. Oh, no.

There is a god.
Betty, we did it.

Your tits are no
longer humongous.

You've lost three inches.
Now, you're only huge.

Oh,

And so, bouncy, berry big
ones had won her battle

with mother nature.

She had gotten her
boobs down from

positively humongous

to simply huge.

And of course, true to
his word, her agent, Harry

Raunchy, was able to
snatch her a great

TV role.

That's our show for
this week, kids.

Join me next week for little
Betty's schoolroom where I'll

teach you a thing or two.

Until then, remember, if
you can't play with each

other, play with yourself.

Bye bye, boys and girls.

That's a wrap. You
got five minutes.

Sister Mary's here, Betty,

so then we'll do
tomorrow's interview.

Isn't she the living in?