All language subtitles for Bells.Are.Ringing.1960.720p1080p.BluRay.x264.AAC-[YTS.MX]-English

Ladies and gentlemen,
has this ever happened to you?

These girls missed
an important telephone call.

Don 't let the same thing
happen tomorrow night.

What can we do?.

Subscribe to an answering service.

An answering service?.

An answering service is a service which
answers your telephone when you are out...

...gives and takes your messages,
and reaches you wherever you are.

On New York 's smart East Side...

... the smartest Eastsiders
all use Susanswerphone.

-Susanswerphone?.
-This is what Susanswerphone...

...can do for you.

While you were out, the agency called.
You 've got the job.

While you were out, your lawyer called.
Your uncle's left you everything in his will.

While you were out, "he " called...

...and said to tell you
he wants to marry you.

So join the cream of New York 's elite.
Use Susanswerphone.

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Susanswerphone.

-Mrs. Van Rensselaer' s residence.
-Hello, is Mrs. Van Rensselaer at home?

No, but she may be reached in care of
Countess T orpolino in Portofino, ltaly.

-Thank you.
-Not at all.

Boy, it's hot.

-Susanswerphone.
-This is Mrs. Mallet.

-Is this Santa Claus?
-Yes, Mrs. Mallet. Put Junior on.

Hello, Santa Claus.

-Hello?
-I hear you're not eating your spinach again.

That makes Santa very sad.

-All right, Santa Claus. I will. Goodbye.
-Goodbye.

-I'd like to make a reservation.
-Sorry, we' re closed for all of August.

Thanks.

-Yes?.
- This is Mr. Chandler.

The lines at Grand Central are busy.

Could you tell me when
the night train leaves for Vermont?

I'll look it right up for you, Mr. Chandler.

This is Dr. Kitchell's Dental Clinic.
One moment, please.

Mr. Chandler, your train
leaves at 1 0:.45 p.m.

This is the dental clinic. May I help you?.

This is Mr. Ferguson.

That bridge he put in
yesterday just collapsed.

Oh, Mr. Ferguson, I'm terribly sorry.

You can reach Dr. Kitchell at the
Harmony Music Publishing Company.

What? Swell place for a dent--
Give me the number there, will you?

One moment, I'll look it up for you.

-Susanswerphone.
-Hi, baby. Let me talk to Nick.

You have the wrong number.

Mr. Ferguson?.

You can reach doctor at Jasper 4-5066.

-Jeffrey Moss residence.
-This is Olga. Can I talk to Jeffrey, please?

I'm sorry, Miss Olga, but Mr. Moss
is in conference on his play.

Conference? He's asleep.
Now, you put me through.

I'm sorry, Miss-- Hold on, Miss Olga.

-Susanswerphone.
-Hello? This is Rosina Grimaldi.

Madame Grimaldi, how's your laryngitis?.

And I owe it all to you
and your wonderful mustard plaster.

Oh, I'm so glad. Listen,
that mustard plaster's so pure...

...if there's any left,
you can put it on a hot dog.

I'm so grateful. I'm sending you
beautiful ball gown made for Traviata.

Arrivederci, arrivederci, darling.

Hey, Madame Grimaldi's sending me
a ball gown made for Traviata.

Where you gonna wear it?.

Miss Olga, I'm sorry
to have kept you waiting.

Can I take a message for Mr. Moss?.

I've been waiting since 1 1
for him to take me to the races!

I can 't spend my whole life
waiting for him to take me to the races!

For heaven 's sake.

"The races!"

That's all he needs
is to be taken to the races.

As if he hasn't got enough trouble now.

Ella.

When are you gonna stop
worrying about that playboy?.

He's not a playboy.
He's a very talented playwright.

All he does is play, he never writes.

I beg your pardon?.

He and his partner have written most of
the successful successes on Broadway.

So, what's his problem?.

-His partner left him.
-So?.

He has to write alone.

So let him write alone. Big deal.

Don't you see what that
can mean to somebody?.

He's terrified that he might not
be able to make it alone.

-He's sensitive, he's creative.
-Hi, girls.

Hi. He's artistic.

Oh, Ella.

Look at this.

Miss Number 63 is canceling service...

...because she's marrying Mr. Number 78.

Oh, how wonderful.

I had nothing to do with it.

I happened to know that Miss Number 63
wanted to mate her female Siamese cat.

And I also knew that Mr. Number 78
had a male Siamese cat.

So I told her, and she called him...

-...and they all got together.
-The fact remains...

...we now have one account
instead of two.

Ella, I have told you a thousand times...

...just give and take messages. That's all.

Don't be so helpful to the subscribers.
It could get us into trouble.

Why don't you help yourself
and get yourself a man?.

Ella, what are you doing here?.
I made that date for you at 5:00.

-Do I have to go?.
-Do you have...?.

Ella, this is the sixth young man
I've dredged up this year.

He's a very nice young man.
He's the nephew of my dearest friend...

...so please make an effort.

All right.

Ella.

All right.

Don't forget to wake Jeffrey Moss up
in time for his appointment.

All that yakety-yak at the board, yet
every time she goes out with a real fella...

-...she clams up like an oyster.
-She's a little shy.

-Her fingers turn into thumbs.
-lt takes a little while--

-She knocks things over, spills drinks.
-Maybe--

The only thing she
hasn't done is catch on fire.

Miss Pringle's residence.

I couldn't possibly hold a table
for that length of time. I have reservations--

-Let me look.
-Captain, captain.

-One moment.
-Will we get our table soon?.

-I'll check as soon as I can.
-We've been waiting.

I'm afraid my date
is going to die of starvation.

-I'll check as soon as I can.
-Would you, please?. Thank you.

Hello, Mr. Chase?.
Yes, 1 0: 1 5, a party of four.

-That's the best I can do.
-I seem to have picked out the wrong place.

They're so busy here, we may
have to do our own cooking.

Anyway, we have these. Now, if we
could just get our table. Captain?.

You're being an awfully
good sport about all this.

Well, let's have a toast to friendship.

Friendship is the gift of the--

-I'm sorry.
-Oh, I'm sorry.

Just when I'm trying
to make a good impression.

-Oh, I'll get it.
-Oh, no, I'll get--

-Oh, it's--
-Sorry, l--

I hope I didn't hurt you.

You'll think I'm an awful oaf.

I'd better get another drink.

-Oh, no, take this one.
-No, you keep that.

-No, no, no.
-Let's share it, then.

-All right.
-You take the first sip.

It's getting so late.
I wish they'd-- Oh, captain.

Oh, it is getting late.

Oh, I missed him again.

You know, I'm not usually this clumsy.

If you wanna know the truth,
I'm a little nervous.

Blind dates don't usually
turn out this well.

And I approached this date
with some trepidation.

I've had some terrible experiences.

You know, my aunt, bless her,
but she and some of her friends...

...including, if you'll forgive me,
your cousin Sue...

...have come up with
some of the most awful dog--

Excuse me, some of the strangest girls.

So when you showed up....

You know, you're a good listener.

That's an art in itself.

Helps to build the other person's ego.

I guess you must be thinking
that I'm kind of garrulous...

...the way I've monopolized
the conversation, but--

-Oh, captain.
-I'm checking on your table right now, sir.

Oh, thank you, that's--

Oh, I'm sorry.

-Your table is ready now. This way, please.
-Thank you.

Good, we can go now--

-Oh, I'm sorry.
-Really, it's all right.

Oh, I'm sorry.

I guess nothing else can happen to us.

You have days where nothing goes right.
That happened to me last week.

-From the first thing in--
-I'm terribly sorry.

My fault, madam.

Anyway, it's possible that the stars
have something to do with that.

I've read about that....

Well, you just beat your own record.

Door to door in 45 minutes.

-How'd it go?.
-Oh, fine.

My date suddenly remembered
a pressing engagement.

With a tailor?.

-Yes.
-Well, what happened?.

Dr. Stafford's office.

-This is Mrs. Herman.
-Oh, Mrs. Herman.

Your basal metabolism test
is at 9 tomorrow...

...so don't eat when you wake up,
not even coffee. And don't smoke, please.

-Thank you.
-Goodbye.

-Hey, Gwynne, where's Sue?.
-You're safe.

-She's out with Otto.
-Who?.

-You know, that European recording guy.
-Oh, good.

I put a file in this bread
in case you wanna break out of here.

-Hi, Carl.
-Hi.

If you got money on you, I'd be delighted
to treat you to a soda at the drugstore.

Oh, I'd love it.

-Ella.
-Oh, go ahead, Gwynne. I'll be here.

-Thanks.
-Did you remember to wake Jeffrey Moss?.

I tried. The sleeping prince
said to call him again at 6:00.

But that means he didn't keep
his appointment with his producer.

Ella, he's only a disembodied voice,
remember?.

Jeffrey Moss is just Plaza 0-4433.

He doesn't mean any more
than any other subscriber to me.

Six o'clock, I have to wake him.

Yeah.

Hello, Mr. Moss?.

-Is that you, Mom?
-Yes, it's 6:00.

Time to get up.

One moment, please.

Ella, aren't you ever gonna give up
that old lady's voice you use on him?.

He needs a mother.

Hello, Mr. Moss?.
You left yourself this message:

""Get up, you three-toed sloth. You've got
an appointment with Larry Hastings...

...about your play The Midas Touch.""

Well, you missed that
appointment, Mr. Moss.

Tell what you do:.

You call me back in a couple hours.

Oh, no, Mr. Moss.

I'm in love

With a man

Plaza 0, double 4, double 3

What a perfect relationship

I can 't see him
He can 't see me

I'm in love with a voice

Plaza 0, double 4, double 3

What a perfect relationship

I talk to him

And he just talks to me

And yet I can 't help wondering

What does he look like?

I wish I knew

What does he look like?

Is he 6-foot-7 or 3-foot-2?

Has he eyes of brown or baby blue?

Big and mighty or underfed?

Trim black mustache or beard of red?

Can he dance like Fred Astaire?

Is he dark or is he fair?

Pompadour or not a hair?

Well, I don 't care!

I'm in love with a man

Plaza 0, double 4, double 3

What a perfect relationship

And that's how things should always be

Our love can never lose its mystery

Because I'll never meet him

And he'll never meet me

No, he'll never meet me

What does he look like?

My sleeping prince

What does he look like?

Tough as nails with a black cigar?

As handsome as a movie star?

Stern as an eagle, shy as a dove?

A face that only a mother could love?

It doesn 't matter what he is

I'm his, his, his

But he's still just a voice

Plaza 0, double 4, double 3

What a perfect relationship

I can 't see him
He can 't see me

He calls me ""Mom ""
He thinks I'm 63

And I'll never meet him

And he'll never meet me

No, he'll never meet me

-Susanswerphone.
-Hi, Mom?.

Yes, Mr. Moss?

-I ' m gonna be in all night working.
-Working?

Got a little old fire to put out here.

I don't know what time I'll get to bed,
but you call me at 7.

Seven a.m.? All right, Mr. Moss,
I'll wake you. Good night.

-Oh, Mom, you still there?.
- Yes.

If you don't mind, I just sort of thought
maybe you and I could shoot the breeze.

Or chew the old fat-eroo.

Mom, I'm scared.

Oh, you mustn 't be.

I know, you've told me that
a thousand times...

...but this is it.
This is my last chance.

Last chance?.

Yeah, Larry just blew his stack and he said
if I don't come in with an outline...

...of the last two acts by 4 p.m. tomorrow,
he's gonna drop The Midas Touch.

Mr. Moss, I know you can write
by yourself without your partner.

Now, you sit down and finish that outline.

Mom, you really care
what happens to me, don't you?.

No ax to grind.

Not like the bunch of phonies
that I pal around with.

You know, you're the only person
in the world I can really talk to, Mom.

Thank you, Mr. Moss.

Now you get to work.

You're right, Mom. I will.
And don't forget, 7.

You gotta do it, you gotta do it

Gotta do it all alone

No one else will do it for you

You're on your own

Do it

It may be love or war
Or mopping up the floor

But just do it

Don 't send a friend who 's true
To pitch a woo for you

Or you'll rue it

Do it yourself

Don 't fake it

If you're a fake, you won 't make it

Wait for your break and then take it

For time and tide
They wait for no man

Go, go, go, man
Do it

To prove a point at hand
Just look at old Miles Standish

Who blew it

He said, ""John Alden,
Will you go ask Priscilla to do it?""

Miles got the heave-ho

Man

Priscilla said, ""Now that Miles is gone

Speak for yourself, dear John ""

He blew it
So do it, do it

Do it yourself

What' s the use?.

I'll never make it alone.

Francie.

Francie!

Here it is.

The minute one of those girls gets
on the phone, turn on the tape recorder.

Are you sure about this,
lnspector Barnes?.

Mr. Barnes, you meathead.

I'm gonna get a promotion
for closing up this joint.

Just because the law arrested
all those girls at All-Alone-A-Phone...

...doesn't mean every
answering service is a front for...

-...a lonely-hearts club.
-Come on.

How do you do?.

My name is Barnes. We're doing a little
article on the answering services.

We're from...

... Vogue magazine.

We'd just like to ask you
a couple of questions.

-Vogue?.
-Yes.

Me?. Oh, well, thank you.
I'd be glad to.

-Won't you sit down?.
-No, thank you. We'll stand.

-I'll be with you in a minute.
-Alrighty.

Now, tell me, do you enjoy
doing this line of work?.

Oh, I love it here. I used to be a plain
switchboard operator in a lingerie house.

Pretty dull, except for a little
modeling on the side.

Modeling on the side, huh?.

But this is so much more personal. I come
into contact with so many different types...

...and I can give each one
the particular kind of help he needs.

My cousin Sue thinks I spend
too much time with each one.

She keeps saying, ""Get it over with
and get on to the next one.""

-Excuse me.
-Yes, of course.

Madame Grimaldi's.

No, the madame is out.

Well, there's several of us.

Oh, that's me.

Charge?. For any friend
of Madame Grimaldi's, it's free.

-Okay, hang it up.
-Excuse me, sir-- What do you mean--?.

-Get your toothbrush and come on along.
-My toothbrush?.

-It's hot.
-What do you do?.

-I work here.
-Well, maybe you better come along too.

Just park the car, Otto, and hurry back.

Why, girls, what are these
men doing here?.

We're closing the joint.
You're all coming along.

Women's detention home.

Inspector Barnes, vice squad.

I knew it. I knew you'd get us
into trouble. I warned you.

-But, inspector, what did we do wrong?.
-Well, I'll just let you speak for yourself.

Madame Grimaldi's.

No, the madame is out.

Well, there are several of us.

Oh, that's me.

Charge? For any friend
of Madame Grimaldi's, it's free.

Okay, which one is the madam?.

That's Madame Grimaldi, the opera star.

I recommended a mustard plaster
for her cold, so then her....

Have you got a dirty mind!

Okay, inspector, you take me down
to the women's detention home.

By the time I'm through with you,
I'll have you demoted to a chicken inspector.

And here's our list of subscribers, inspector.

Oh, well.... Well, all right.
I made a mistake.

Maybe....

Listen. I'm gonna be around,
and I'm gonna be listening in.

-Monitoring the phone?.
-Any personal talk with a subscriber...

...or let's say, meeting any
male clients on the outside...

...and you and the madame are gonna be
taking calls at the women's detention home.

Otto.

I have the keys to your car.

You have the keys to my heart.

Oh, Otto.

Oh, this is my cousin, Ella Peterson.

And this is Gwynne.

And this is a Mr. Barnes.

Mr. Barnes. Charmed.

Let me present myself.

I am J. Otto Prantz, president
of the Titanic Record Company...

...purveyors of classical music.

Titanic Records, the highest fi of them all.

This lovely lady has persuaded me...

...to move all my
recording enterprises here...

...where I'll embark on a sales campaign...

...on an overall urban-saturation basis...

...to bring Kultur to the masses.

That's very interesting, professor.

Well, goodbye, Mr. Barnes.

Well, now, this has been
a pleasure, ladies.

But you just remember what I told you.

Come on, Francie.

Take care. You know it's illegal to pass on
information you receive to a subscriber...

-...even for a mustard plaster.
-Francie.

Oh, Otto. You can put
your things right over here.

Splendid.

Oh, Otto, I'll take that.

Ella, please, remember
what lnspector Barnes said.

Stay out of the lives of the subscribers.

Oh, I know they all need help.

Dr. Kitchell wants to write songs.

Blake Barton wants to be
an actor. But they'll get along.

All you have to do is give...

-...and take messages, that's all.
-And take messages, that's all.

I mean it.

If that's the way things
are gonna be, I might as well...

...be back at the Bonjour Tristesse
Brassiere Company.

Oh, Otto, it's lovely!

Oh, I am desolate.

I must go to a very important board
of directors meeting...

...at the Titanic Records and tell them of
our new million-dollar expansion program...

...for Susanswerphone.

Let's go, come on,
step lively now. Come on, fella.

Come on, come on.
Let's go, come on.

Inside, inside.

Inside. Let's go, come on.

Come on, ladies, let's go. Step it up.

What is this...?.

Gentlemen, gentlemen...

...and ladies.

The first board of directors meeting
of the Titanic Record Company...

...is hereby called to order.

In other words,
good evening, fellow bookies.

Titanic Records.
What is Titanic Records?.

That's us. At last, a foolproof system,
which will allow us to operate...

...under the eyes of the law...

...and yet seem to be serving
the cause of Kultur.

Now, to begin with,
we do not make bets on horses.

-We take orders for records.
-Records?.

What does he mean, "records"?.

There are many different
racetracks in the country.

There is Del Mar, Pimlico,
Hollywood Park, Rockingham...

...and in Florida, the famous Hialeah
racetrack, to mention but a few.

Now, Louis. Louis, ask me
about placing a typical bet.

I'll bet 500 bucks
on the nose on number six...

...in the third race at Belmont.

Splendid. Now, consult
your charts carefully.

As one of the agents
for the Titanic Record Company...

...you will call me up and say,
""l would like to place an order.""

That's bets. "For 500 albums."
That's bucks.

"Long-playing." That's on the nose.

"Of Beethoven."
That's Belmont.

""Sixth Symphony.""
That's horse number six.

"" Opus Three."" Third race.

"" I would like to place
an order for 500 albums...

...Iong-playing, of Beethoven's
Sixth Symphony, Opus Three.""

It's a simple little system
Any child can understand

The composer's name, we list them
With the racetracks of the land

With a simple little system
We'll be close by fortune's door

And to think that no one ever
Ever thought of it before

Gentlemen, gentlemen,
look at your charts.

What is Beethoven?

Belmont Park

Where's Puccini?

Pimlico

Who is Humperdinck?

Hollywood

What is Beethoven?

Beethoven is Belmont Park

Where's Puccini?

Puccini is Pimlico

Who is Humperdinck?

Humperdinck is Hollywood

That is correct
Turn the page

What's Tchaikovsky?

Churchill Downs

Who 's Mussorgsky?

Monmouth Park

What's Rachmaninoff?

Rockingham

What's Tchaikovsky?

Tchaikovsky is Churchill Downs

Who 's Mussorgsky?

Mussorgsky is Monmouth Park

What's Rachmaninoff?

Rachmaninoff is Rockingham

That is correct
Turn the page

It's a simple little system

-We're impatient to begin
-Oh, yes, oh, yes

A simple little system

When the law is listening in

We will take those record orders

In a very cultured tone

While we 're really booking horses
Over at Susanswerphone

We 'll be rich
We 'll be rich

We 'll be rich

Debussy is Del Mar
Humperdinck is Hollywood

Cesar Franck is Fairgrounds
Sibelius is Sportsman 's Park

Berlioz is Bainbridge
Hindemith is Hawthorne

Offenbach is Omaha

Everybody, all together now.

Who is Beethoven?

-Belmont Park
-Simple little system

Who 's Puccini?

-Pimlico
-Simple little system

Who 's Tchaikovsky?

-Churchill Downs
-We're bookies

And Shostakovich is Saratoga

What is Handel?

Hialeah, Hialeah

Who is Handel?

Hialeah, Hialeah

Oh, what a system!

Seven o'clock.

Okay, sleeping prince.

-Why doesn't he answer?.
-Titanic Records?.

Over there.

-Has there been a phone there before?.
-Yes. The box is still there.

-Good morning.
-Good morning.

-I brought you some coffee.
-Thank you.

Come on. I'll take over.
You've been on long enough.

-I'm just giving someone his wake-up.
-Jeffrey Moss. That one.

He takes up more time than all
the other subscribers put together.

Okay, Ella.

All right, Ella, get up.

Oh, no. This is a very
important wake-up, Sue.

There. You see?.
Someone was trying to get him.

-Jeffrey Moss residence.
-Is he in? This is Larry Hastings.

Oh, no, Mr. Hastings.
Cannot reach Mr. Moss.

-What is the message, Mr. Hastings?.
-Quote:. ""Sure you won 't show up at 4...

...with outline of The Midas Touch.

The Midas Touch.

Have taken option on another play.
Hope you enjoy trip to skid row. "" Unquote.

Sue, that' s a very important message.
He' s got to get that message.

-This is his last chance.
-His last chance?.

It's your last chance.
Remember what lnspector Barnes said.

Now, it's your day off.
Get out of here.

If Jeff Moss can't pick up his phone
by himself, he's beyond help.

He probably unplugged it anyway.

Unplugged?.

Unplugged.

-Good morning, liebchen.
-Otto.

I have some wonderful news for you.

Sue, the board of directors last night...

...voted you honorary member
by proxy in absentee.

Oh, Otto!

My telephone.

Titanic Records.

Oh, yes. Yes.
Just a moment, please.

Yes?. Fifteen hundred albums...

...of Puccini's Eighth Piccolo Concerto,
Opus One.

I'll ship them right out.

Hello, shipping department.

Fifteen hundred albums of Puccini's
Eighth Piccolo Concerto, Opus One.

All three speeds.

You see?. It's simple.
You just pick up the phone...

...jot down the message, call the shipping
department on this phone...

...and you give them the message
just as you get it.

Titanic Records.

-Morning.
-Yes.

Seventy-five albums.

Brandenburg Concerto...

...Five, LP. Thank you.

Hello, shipping department?.

Seventy-five albums of Bach's
Third Brandenburg Concerto...

...Opus Five, LP. Right.

Hey, Titanic Records.
Is that a new label?.

-Only the finest European recordings.
-Brandenburg Number Three.

I have the Leonard Bernstein recording.
Who's on your label?.

The Dusseldorf Zuider Zee Hanseatic
League Symphony on the Karlsruhe.

Now, please. We are very busy here.

Sure, sure. Sorry.

Hi, Carl. Where are you going?.

Max's Dog and Cat Beauty Shop.
Sorry, we're not open till 9 a.m. Thank you.

Are you out of your mind?.

Women's detention home.

Listen, he'll never know who I am.
I'll just wake him and leave.

But how you gonna get in?.

-I'll think of something.
-Ella, take that, please.

Women's detention home.

Max's Cat and Dog House.
I mean, Max's Dog and Cat--

-Hello.
-Hello.

-Goodbye.
-Oh, no.

-Wait a minute.
-No, I must be in the wrong apartment.

I had a 7:00 apartment
in the wrong appointment. I mean--

-This isn't 54 Sutton Place South.
-No, this is 64.

-That's what I thought.
-I could go back to sleep or call a cop.

-No, please don't do that.
-Never fear. I won't call the police.

I give you your freedom.

No. I mean, don't go back to sleep.

It's after 7::00 already.

It's 7::00?.

-I told Mom to call me at 7.
-Your phone's unplugged.

Oh, yeah.
I must have pulled it out last night.

I was looking for something
to hang myself with.

-Mom?.
-I've been ringing you since--

Oh, you're not Mom.
You're the other one.

There's a message for you
from Mr. Hastings.

Quote:. ""Sure you won 't show up at 4 today
with outline of The Midas T ouch.

-Have taken option on another play.
-Option on another play?.

-Hope you enjoy your trip to skid row. ""
-Didn ' t he say who wrote it?.

Shakespeare?. T ennessee Williams?.

-T ennessee Ernie?.
-I beg your pardon?

It's all right. Goodbye.

Good old Larry.
A phony like the rest of them.

Well, might as well go to sleep forever.
Goodbye, lady.

-You shouldn't do that.
-What'd you say?.

I said, you shouldn't do that.
You won't be able to do your work.

Look, lady, I hope you won't be offended
if I let you know...

...that my evil habits are no concern
of yours. Will you get out of here?.

-You won't do your work.
-Thank you very much.

Miss?.

-What work?.
-lf you wanna drink at this hour...

...there must be some work
you're trying to avoid.

I know from my own experience.

In high school, I'd do anything
to keep from doing my homework.

Mostly, I'd sharpen pencils. You know,
the yellow kind that says ""Ticonderoga""?.

Well, I'd sharpen it to the ""Ticonderog,""
and then to the ""Ticonder""...

...and then to the ""Ticond,""
then to the ""Tic,"" then to the ""Ti""...

...and then to the ""T.""

Then I'd have to start on another pencil.

Anything but face that awful blank page.

-Oh, yeah.
-Oh, sure, go ahead. Drink.

-Ruin your last chance.
-Last chan-- Last chance to do what?.

Well, whatever it's your last chance
to do. You look desperate to me.

I'm about to be ill.

You wouldn't happen to have
a cup of coffee on you?.

Yes, I would.

And a cheese Danish?.

Prune.

-Oh, listen, Miss...?.
-Scott.

Melisande.

Moss. Jeffrey.

-Sit down, Miss Scott.
-No, I can't because I have to go.

Oh, well, now that my vision
has cleared up a bit...

...and I'm beginning to see shapes
and colors at more than 6 inches away...

...you're beginning to look
pretty good to me...

...since I haven't anything to do
for the next 1 0,000 years....

That's just another way
of avoiding your work. Girls.

And you do have something to do.
You have an appointment to keep.

-Who said so?.
-Your 7:00 call. Stay up and start writing.

You can write alone.
You did it once before.

-How do you know I did it once before?.
-Because anybody who's a writer...

...must have written something
by himself once.

-Did I say I was a writer?.
-No, but you're not a plumber, are you?.

-No.
-Well....

But you don't think so yourself,
or you'd be writing...

...instead of running around
and coming home at 7 in the morning...

...and sleeping all day.

It's uncanny.

-Are you plugged into me somewhere?.
-No.

-You know me from someplace.
-No.

-You're psychic.
-Yes.

I'm very intuitive.

I get feelings about people. I know a lot
about you just from listening to you talk.

And I see visions.

-What's the matter?.
-I see one now. It's a vision of you.

What am I doing?.

Nothing. You're lying facedown
in the gutter.

-Stop it. You're scaring the hell out of me.
-Sorry, that's what I see.

My visions are never wrong,
unless you do something about it.

I tried analysis.
I might as well try witchcraft.

We'll go the old witchcraft routine.

We'll get the doll, we'll get the pins,
and the boiling water and the drums.

Anything you want me to do, I'll do it.

-All right. Do as I say.
-Yeah?.

-Go to your typewriter.
-Yeah?.

-Sit down.
-Yeah?.

-And now...
-Yeah?.

...write it.

I knew there was a catch to it.

Oh, that's enough.
You're not so badly off.

I know a guy whose father's forcing him
to be a dentist. He wants to be a composer.

The poor fellow sits up in an office all day
long composing songs on an air hose.

Nobody's keeping you
from doing what you want.

Nobody except yourself.

You're afraid everybody's gonna say,
""Oh, the partner's the talented one.""

Well, so what?.

You call other people phonies
because you hate yourself.

You're afraid what you write isn't gonna be
important, so you don't write anything.

Boy, do you know me.

Mr. Moss, you have to have
confidence in yourself.

I don't even know you,
but I have confidence in you.

-You do?.
-Yes, I do.

-You're crazy.
-Yes, I know.

I'll try.

Hey, wait a minute.

I don't think I can do this
unless you're here.

So that's what you look like

At last I know

You're better
Better than a dream

What you are
Is better far than a dream

I tried to picture your face

But now I see you

You're out of this world
You're out of this sphere

You're out of that outer space

Better, better than a dream

What is real
Is more ideal than a dream

To see and hear you
To be so near you

Is better
Better than a dream

Can this be a dream?

Can I still be asleep
On the couch there?

Can this girl be really here?

She seems to know by sheer intuition
How I landed in this condition

Boy, does she know me

The way that I think, the way that I drink
The fact that I slept all year

But it's not a dream

Because look, I've got some words
On the paper

Steady, boy, don 't faint or scream

Don 't ask who sent you
This angel

It's better
Better than a dream

-It's better, better than a dream
-Can this be a dream?

Can I still be asleep on the couch there?

-What you are is better far than a dream
-Can this girl be really here?

-I tried to picture your face
-She seems to know by sheer intuition

How I landed in this condition

-But now I see you
-Boy, does she know me

- You're out of this world
-The way that I think

- You're out of that outer space
-The fact that I slept all year

-But it's not a dream
-Better, better than a dream

Because look, I've got some words
On the paper

-Steady, boy, don 't faint
-What is real

-Or scream
-Is more ideal than a dream

-Don 't ask who sent you
-To see and hear you

-This angel
-To be so near you

-Is better, better than a dream
-Is better, better than a dream

What' s the matter?.
You ' re shaking.

He liked it. Larry liked it.

Well, of course he liked it.

He said it's not quite written yet, and he
made me promise to go to the country...

...and whip it, but by and large,
it's something of a miracle.

It's not a miracle. You did it.

-And you know what?.
-What?.

You're the miracle.

What's the matter?. You blind?.
Where do you think you're going?.

Don't give me none of that. Driving
around here, nobody takes any care.

The light was still green.
He says it was red. It was green.

-People. Wow.
-What'd you expect?. Herrings?.

Look at them. A band of cutthroats.

You ever see such hatred?.

If I so much as asked one of these people
for the time, they'd turn into a lynch mob.

Everybody wants to be friendly, only
nobody's willing to make the first move.

Why don't you say hello
to this nice man over here?.

He'd appreciate it.

Him?. That's Dracula's uncle,
the Wolf Man.

The only thing he'd appreciate
would be a nice, fresh cup of blood.

Oh, it's so easy.
All you have to do is say hello.

Watch.

-Hello.
-What'd you say?.

-All right, easy.
-I just said hello.

Hello?. Hello?.

Did you just say hello?.

This is the first time in 30 years a stranger's
ever said hello to me on the street.

Hello. My name's Ludwig Smiley.

-How do you do?. Meet Mr. Moss.
-Hello.

-Hello, Ludwig.
-My name's Smiley. Hello.

Oh, hello. My name is Charlie Bessemer.

Meet my friend, Mr. Ross.

-Moss.
-Hello, Mr. Ross.

-Hello. This is Miss Scott.
-Miss Scott.

-How do you do?.
-Hello. My name is Charlie Bessemer.

-I'm Miss Kuznesniv.
-This is Miss Scott.

-How do you do?.
-Hello, Miss Scott.

Meet Mr. Moss. Miss Kuznesniv.

-Mr. Ross.
-Miss Kuznesniv, hello.

-Hello. My name's Lattera.
-I'm Mrs. Grover.

-Well, why don't you try it this time?.
-Oh, no.

Oh, come on. Go on.

-Hello.
-No handouts.

Oh, I don't want anything.
I just want to say hello.

The name's Jeffrey Moss.

Well, hello there.
I'm Barney Lampwick.

Say, hello, I'm Barney Lampwick.

-Hello.
-Oh, hello.

-Moss is the name.
-I'm Bernie Denster.

-Have some peanuts.
-This is Miss Scott.

How are you, Miss Scott?.
Have some peanuts.

-You call these peanuts?.
-Yeah, peanuts.

Marvelous!

Hello!

Look at me, I'm walking.
I haven't walked around this city in years.

-Mom wouldn't believe this. Let's call her.
-Who?.

Mom. The little old lady that works
at my answering service. Come on.

Where are we?. Oh, 45th Street.

-I have to go to Brooklyn Heights.
-Brooklyn Heights?.

-Yeah. Goodbye.
-Goodbye?. Mel.

Mel!

Mel!

I have to go.
Please don't ask me any questions.

-Just believe me.
-Of course I believe you.

I got a built-in Geiger counter.
I could spot a phony a mile off.

You're the only honest person
I ever met in my whole life.

-Honest person?.
-lf I couldn't believe in you...

...after everything that's happened today...

...I'd just crumble away
like a stale sponge cake.

Well, then believe me, I have to go.

But wait a second. I'll be gone
for two weeks. When will I see you?.

-I don't know.
-I'll call you from the country.

-No phone.
-No phone?. Wait a minute.

You promise that you'll see me
two weeks from today, or I don't go at all.

In fact, I'll tail you to Brooklyn Heights
right now.

-Well, all right.
-All right.

No. It's all right.

A week from Wednesday,
your place, 8:00.

-Promise?.
-Promise.

-Goodbye.
-Goodbye.

Wednesday, 8:00.

And don't forget the cheese Danish.

I met a girl
A wonderful girl

She's really got a lot
To recommend her for a girl

Fabulous creature
Without any doubt

Hey, what am I getting
So excited about?

She's just a girl
An everyday girl

And yet I guess she's really
Rather special for a girl

For once you have seen her
The others are out

Hey, what am I getting
So excited about?

But so what? What has she got
Others have not?

Two eyes, two lips, a nose
All girls have some of those

But when she looks up at me
What do I see?

The most enchanting face
My pulse begins to race

Hey, I met a girl
A marvelous girl

She's rarer than uranium
And fairer than a pearl

Found me a treasure
And I wanna shout

This is what
I'm getting so excited about

I met a girl and I fell in love
Today

-Kramer Music.
-Message for Kramer.

This is Morty Hopper of the Pyramid Club.
We need some songs fast.

So Tuesday at 1 0 we're gonna have a lot of
songwriters in to peddle their fish. Got that?

Right. Thank you.
Hey, what an opportunity for Dr. Kitchell.

-I could tell him. He brings his songs--
-Ella!

But if he could only sell one song,
it might change his entire life.

Remember lnspector Barnes.

I love your sunny teeth

Your funny, sunny teeth

They're like a pearly wreath

-That hangs so--
-Hello.

Hello?.

-So you're Dr. Kitchell, the dentist.
-Yeah, isn't it wonderful?.

I'm sorry. I forgot we had
an appointment. Won't you sit down?.

Excuse me.

Now, what did you say you name is?.

Well, it started hurting
as I came down the hall.

All...

...right.

Excuse me.

Teeth.

Not bad.
Lean back, please. Open wide.

-I don't see anything.
-But it hurts.

You don't see anything
But it hurts

Though you can 't see the pain in my heart
Oh, oh, how it hurts

Not bad.

Tell me, is it sensitive to hot and cold?.

First you're hot and then you're cold
Then you're shy and then you're bold

But I'm always sensitive to you

Gee, those songs are pretty.

-Did you like them?.
-Oh, yes.

You're the first one.
I lose more patients this way.

I'm a terrible dentist.
I make up songs all the time.

And I can make up songs about anything.
Just give me a subject, a title, anything.

What are you thinking of?.
Off the top of your head?.

-The Midas touch.
-The Midas touch.

It's about a king and gold.

That's simple.

The Midas touch

That mighty, mighty, mighty
Midas touch

Midas wanted gold so much

-Oh, that's brilliant.
-Oh, it's nothing.

-Well, I guess you'll be there.
-Where?.

The Pyramid Club, Tuesday at 1 0 a.m.
They're auditioning songs.

-I'll be there at 9:30.
-You write that down, now.

Yes. Yes, I will.

Pyramid Club.

Madison Avenue.

Mort Hopper.

Oh, golly. I don't know how to--

I....

Oh, miss?. Oh, miss?.

Oh, Mississippi steamboat
Rounding the bend

I'm coming home to you

Maiden fair, up your river
You lazy boat, you

-Susanswerphone.
-This is Larry Hastings. Any messages?

Just a moment.

Blake Barton, the actor, called.

He wants to know if there's a part for him
in your new production, The Midas Touch.

Blake Barton? Never! I'm sick of actors...

...who won 't wear suits and who sound
as if they've got a mouthful of marbles.

Thanks. I mean, goodbye.

Ella, what are you doing?.

-I'm just calling Blake Barton.
-Ella.

-Hello. Blake Barton here.
-Susanswerphone.

Oh, hiya, girl. Hey, thanks a lot
for that tip you gave me the other day...

...but, well, they didn 't dig my action.

They said they were looking
for a Rex Harrison type. English.

So I said, ""What's the matter with me?
I speak English. ""

-No messages.
- Yeah, well, that's crazy, girl.

-Look, I'll be at Mike 's.
-Crazy.

-Good afternoon, Mr. Swenson.
-Oh, good afternoon, Miss Ella.

What an interesting hat.

Mike, let me have another cup....

They wanted things like
love, hate and anger.

So for my acting exercise,
I picked this part, see...

...and in it, I'm supposed to be this,
you know, frustrated guy.

Now, I gotta find
the right image to show...

...frustration.

So I get this image, see, of a ostrich.

A ostrich trying to bury
his head in a cement pavement.

Dig it.

-You see that?. You get the image?.
-Cuckoo. Cuckoo.

-Cuckoo.
-Cuckoo.

I said "uh."

Is that your motorcycle outside?.

Yeah.

-It's crazy, huh?.
-Cuckoo.

Cuckoo.

Hey, you get the part in The Midas Touch?.

Hey, man, you didn't go in there
with that on, did you?.

What do you want me to do?.
Go in without it on, in the ever-loving nude?.

Did you ever try wearing a suit?.

Suit?.

A suit. S-U-T.

What do you think I am, a fake?.

A suit. We got a name
for actors who wear suits.

Be a punk imitation the rest of your life.

I'm telling you, you want the job,
you gotta cut the blue-jeans action.

You know what I mean?.

Look around you.
You're a glut on the market.

Like, man, like, dig,
like, like, like, you're nothing.

Yeah, but a suit.

Fifteen hundred copies of Beethoven's
Tenth Symphony, Opus Six.

Opus Six. Yes, it's a big seller today.

Hello. Shipping department.

1 500 copies of Beethoven's
Tenth Symphony, Opus Six.

Ella, will you please tell Sue
I will meet her at 8...

...at the Crying Gypsy Cafe.

Just have to watch them run off the
Beethoven pressing at the Long lsland plant.

-Titanic Records.
-Hi, Ella.

Hi.

An order of 300 albums...

...of Beethoven's Tenth Symphony,
Opus Six, LP. Thank you.

Gee, that's a popular piece.

Hey, there must be a mistake in that order.
Beethoven only wrote nine symphonies.

Really?. But we had over
5000 orders for Beethoven's Tenth.

Well, they gotta mean the Ninth.

Tchaikovsky, six. Brahms, four.
Beethoven, nine.

Well, you sure know your music.

-I better tell the shipping department, huh?.
-Yeah.

Hello, shipping.

I have an order here for 300 albums of
Beethoven's Ninth Symphony, Opus Six, LP.

Yeah.

Listen, change all those other orders from
Beethoven's Tenth to Beethoven's Ninth.

Well, sure, I'm sure.

Absolutely sure.

Thanks, Carl.

Anytime.

-Hi.
-Hi.

What are you so dressed up for?.

-Just tried it on to see if it fits.
-Oh, I get it.

It's Wednesday.

Ella, you're not gonna meet
the sleeping prince?.

No.

That's good. Because if that
inspector catches you....

-What do you mean, no?.
-I mean I'm not going.

I'm really not.

Good.

How come you're not going?.

I can't.

-Why not?.
-I can't see him again.

Why not?.

Because I'd have to tell
him who I really am.

-So tell him.
-It's impossible.

What's impossible?. You're making
yourself miserable over nothing.

-Nothing.
-Sure, nothing.

What did you do
that was so impossible?.

You lied a little.

-Lied a little.
-All right. So you lied a lot.

He forced you into it.

-Susanswerphone.
-Mom?

Yes, Mr. Moss?.

Listen, Mom, I just got back...

...but I wanted to call and thank you
for the faith you had in me.

Got a lot of work done.

-Don 't know if it's good, but it's there.
-Oh, that' s good, Mr. Moss.

Say, Mom, have there been any
messages from a Melisande Scott?

No. Absolutely none.

I have a date with her for this evening--

Hello, Jeffrey.

-Olga, how did you get in here?
-Oh, darling, I've been lonesome for you.

Oh, sweetheart. Oh, Jeffrey.

Well.... I'll call you back, Mom.

-What' s the matter?.
-Nothing.

I tell you, it' s absolutely
out of the question.

I can ' t take you to the races today.
It's impossible.

Oh, Jeffrey, don't be such a pill.

I've got work to do.

You can work some other time.

Besides, they're waiting
for us downstairs.

Yeah, but I have
a business appointment.

Look, you're not gonna
get rid of me that easily.

-Mel.
-Good afternoon, Mr. Moss.

Business appointment, huh?.

I'm Mr. Moss' secretary.

Mr. Moss has a lot of work to do.
I don't want you dragging him to the races!

Get somebody else to take you
to the races, for heaven's sake.

Well, now, where were we?.
Act 1 2, scene nine?.

Act 1 2. Oh, of course.
Act 1 2, scene nine...

...and make that four carbons
in triplicate in blue covers.

Yes. Right down the middle.
I told you I had work to do.

Look, you didn't believe me,
but I do have a lot of work to do...

...and I'll call you sometime.

Goodbye. Goodbye.
Here you are. Goodbye.

How did you know
about her and the races?.

It's written all over her face.
She even looks a little like a horse.

I can't believe you're really here.

I can't believe it either.

-How are you, Mel?.
-I'm fine, thanks.

How are you?.

Fine.

How's your work?.

Oh, wonderful. Wait till you see this.
I rewrote the whole first act...

...and I more or less have
a rough draft for the rest of it.

I hope you don't sue me, but you know
that dentist you were telling me about?.

Well, I wrote him into the play.

That's wonderful.

-What's the matter?.
-Nothing.

-Mel.
-Oh, don't.

What is this?.
What did you come here for?.

-I thought you needed a secretary.
-Secretary!

You're pretty well fixed for girls.

If you're here as a secretary,
get to the typewriter.

-What do you charge?.
-Nothing.

-Oh, come on.
-A thousand dollars an hour.

That's reasonable enough.
Now sit down. Sit down.

I promise I'll keep my grimy
paws off of you.

Now, where were we?.
Act 1 2, scene nine?.

Senor Mendoza's hacienda in lceland?.

Rodriguez is kneeling by the bedside.

Mel.

I don't know what you think
you walked in on.

It wasn't anything at all.

You probably don't care
whether it was or not...

...and you obviously think
I'm still with girls, girls--

But I'm trying to tell you
that I've changed.

I think I've finally found the one.

The first one who's--

-Mel--
-I have to go.

Mel, you can't.

You drop into my life like a miracle,
you save me from drowning.

You just can't toss me
back to the sharks.

Mel, I love you.

All right?.

Do you think we should have left this on?.

-Too much?.
-Yeah.

-Where is he?.
-Where's who?.

-J. Otto Prantz.
-He's at the Crying Gypsy Cafe.

Nick, let's go.

Hey, did you see those...?.

Thank you. You like it?.

Yeah.

-lt looks like something out of Traviata.
-Ella.

-Look.
-Oh, it's beautiful.

Here. Don't lose it.

It's a copy of a very good copy.

Where's he taking you?.
To a fancy society party?.

No. We're just going dancing.
Just the two of us.

Oh, that dress will be so beautiful
on the floor, won't it, Carl?.

Yeah. Let's play with some music.

Hey, couldn't I have
a little more slow, fox-trot type?.

-Oh, it's a cha-cha-cha.
-I know. I can't do it.

There's nothing to it.
We'll teach you in two minutes.

-Come in the middle.
-Watch my hands.

-One, two, cha-cha-cha.
-One, two, cha-cha-cha.

-One, two, cha-cha-cha.
-What about my feet?.

Like this. One, two, cha-cha-cha.

-One, two, cha-cha-cha.
-One, two, cha-cha-cha.

-One, two, cha-cha-cha.
-A one and a two and a cha-cha-cha.

-A one and a two and a cha-cha-cha.
-A one and a two and a cha-cha-cha.

Sneaks.

A one and a two and a cha-cha-cha.

I got it.

-I got it, two, cha-cha-cha.
-Let's go.

-A one, two--
-Cha-cha-cha.

-A one, two--
-Cha-cha-cha.

-Across.
-Cha-cha-cha.

-Across.
-Cha-cha-cha.

Skip and a-skip to the barbershop.

-Let's hot cha, hot cha-cha, cha-cha.
-Let's hot cha, hot cha-cha, cha-cha.

-Cha-cha-cha.
-Cha-cha-cha.

-Cha-cha-cha.
-Cha-cha-cha.

Follow me.

Here I come.

Come a little closer,
then a little closer.

A one and a two and a cha-cha-cha.
A one and a two and a cha-cha-cha.

I just learned this.
I don't want to lose it.

-Hello.
-Hello.

-Don't you want to hear the good news?.
-Yeah.

Larry loved all the stuff I threw at him.

-Good, good, good.
-Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Come here. I want to show you something.

It's a little old bridge that I whipped up
for you on my Erector Set.

-Oh, you shouldn't have done it.
-Oh, it was nothing.

You know, Larry thinks that
we can set up a rehearsal date.

And you know our Hollywood star,
Katherine Arnold?.

-She's really digging in to stay.
-Oh, wonderful.

And Larry's having a few people over
for a party, and I said we'd drop in.

Oh, no.

It's for Larry. I have to. He lives right over
here. We'll just drop in and we'll leave.

-Over where?.
-Over here. Come on, I'll show you.

Come on. Attagirl.

Here you are. Come on, up. Right up here.

You can't get through here.
This is a private park.

Only people that live here have keys.
We've got to go around to the front.

Oh, no.

What's the matter?.

I don't know any of those famous people.

So you'll meet them.

I don't wanna.

Well, I met all your friends out in the street.

Don't be such a snob.

Is this all right?.

It's magnificent.

-No, it's not.
-Like something out of La Traviata.

Oh, you're beautiful.

Anyway, it's your fault
we have to go to a party.

If I hadn't found you crawling around on
my floor, I wouldn't be invited anyplace.

I'd just be resting comfortably,
facedown in the gutter, remember?.

But I thought we were gonna go dancing.
Just the two of us.

-All right, let's dance.
-Where?.

-Right here.
-ln the park?.

No guts?. Oh, come on.

Stop it.

Don't you like dancing?.

I love it.

Just in time

I found you just in time

Before you came
My time

Was running low

I was lost

The losing dice were tossed

My bridges all were crossed

Nowhere to go

Now you're here

And now I know
Just where I'm going

No more doubt or fear

I've found my way

For love came just in time

You found me just in time

And changed my lonely life
That lovely day

Hey, you kids must be professionals.

You been peeking, you little rascal.

Oh, shall we show them that little act
we used to do in Chicago?.

-Where?.
-At the stockyards.

-Are you ready?.
-Let's slaughter them.

My partner, Melisande Scott.

Nothing at all.

Watch the arm. It only bends one way.

-Tea for two and two for tea
-Two for tea

-Two. Four. Where you going?.
-Over here, on the other foot.

Wait for me.

Let's not give them everything, okay?.

-All right.
-All right.

-Okay.
-Okay.

Just in time

You found me just in time

Before you came my time

-Was running
-This act could play the Palladium

Or even the Yankee Stadium

-I was lost
-He was lost

-The losing dice were tossed
-They were tossed

-My bridges all were crossed
-They were crossed

Nowhere to go

Oh, my darling,
Now you're here

And now I know
Just where I'm going

Never a doubt or fear

Now I'm on my way

For love came just in time

In time

- You found me just in time
-Just in time

-And changed my lonely life
-And changed my lonely life

-That lovely day
-That lovely day

Just in time

Just in time
Just in time

Oh, no. Please, I can't.
Can't we wait a while?.

No. We'll just go in for five minutes.
Just so I show my face.

But I feel sick.

Look, we'll have a nice fried glass
of muskrat juice.

We'll dash our glasses into the fireplace.

-No one will know we've been there.
-I don't belong in there.

You're worth more to me than all these
people and the city put together. All right?.

Look, it's just a little party.
I want you to meet a few people, that's all.

-Good evening, Mr. Moss.
-Good evening, Dennis.

It's quiet in here. I think that--

Where is everybody?.
This place was jumping a few minutes ago.

-I'll tell Mr. Hastings you're here.
-Thank you.

I've gotta tell you something.

I've gotta tell you something.

Oh, it's so hard.

I'm not an old lady.

That's funny.
I thought you were Whistler's mother.

-No. You don't know--
-Hi, Jeff.

Oh, hi, Larry. Come here.

Meet the Melisande Scott. Larry Hastings.

-So you're his little miracle worker, eh?.
-How do you do?.

After the change in him, I figured
you must be some sort of a magician.

-This is a beautiful house.
-Thank you.

This is the first time we've met,
but there's something familiar about you.

In the tone of your voice, maybe.

No, of course not. I guess it's just that
Jeff's talked about you so much.

You've gotta tell him.
You've gotta tell him.

-Where are the people, Larry?.
-What people?.

-Yeah, people.
-People!

Surprise!

Surprise!

Quiet, quiet, quiet, everybody.
Jeff, this party's for you.

Ladies and gentlemen,
I give you Sir Jeffrey Moss.

Soldier, statesman and
the author of The Midas Touch.

They said it couldn't be done, but he did it.

-Hip, hip, hurray!
-I'm sorry. We have to stay here a while.

-We're stuck.
-I know. It's all right.

-Larry, this is beautiful. I'm just--
-Jeffrey, darling!

I'm so happy for you.

-Oh, I wish you all the luck in the world.
-Mel, Mrs. Brubacher.

-Melisande Scott.
-Jeff, darling, I knew you could do it.

-Melisande Scott, Mrs. Hoffenstein.
-Jeff, darling...

...darling, darling!
It just couldn't be more wonderful.

May I present Mrs. Fortescu.
Melisande Scott.

He's such a precious lamb.

He finished the play like a big boy.

And he did it all by himself.

Mrs. Hamhocker, Melisande Scott.

-Congratulations.
-Congratulations, Jeff.

Guess who.

How could I ever forget that perfume?.

President Millard Fillmore.

-Darling.
-Katie.

Oh, Melisande Scott,
meet our star, Katherine Arnold.

-How do you do?.
-How do you do?.

Jeff, I came in on the plane with Cary.

-Everyone sends love.
-Cary Grant.

-Tony and Janet and Frankie--
-Tony Curtis, Janet Leigh.

-And David and Jennifer--
-David Selznick and Jennifer Jones.

Larry, darling, what a turnout. It's amazing.

Why, everybody in town's here tonight.

I suppose Mary and Ethel
will be stopping by after the show.

-Mary and Ethel who?.
-Why, Mary Martin and Ethel Merman.

I just left Hedy and Charlie and Dotty.
They'll be here later.

Yes, yes.

Oh, that's Hedy Lamarr,
Charlie Le Maire, Dotty Lamour.

-Thank you.
-Larry.

Moss has a beautiful idea for director.

-Excuse us, darling. Come and talk to him.
-I'm sorry. I'll be right back.

I haven't seen anything so shattering
since the Armory Show of 1 91 3.

His name is Kayopa Dochaney,
and every canvas is at least 20 by 20.

I say if you don't have wall space for it...

...just move and get yourself
a place with the wall space.

You'll never regret it, my dear.

They're the most absolute riot
of color, my dear.

And they're all tans and plums and olives.
And they're all pictures of eyes.

Open eyes, closed eyes, blinking eyes,
crossed eyes, eyes crying...

...just eyes, eyes, eyes! Marvelous.

He's the first absolute genius
I've seen since...

...I was a year ago last summer
in the South of France.

I don't know your specifications.
That's the only--

Wait a minute, this is a London call.
We gotta straighten this out.

He's a hack, let's face it.

Without Jeff, those plays wouldn't
have gotten off the ground.

-Jeff has the brilliance, the flair, the wit--
-A wonderful ear.

-That's the difference.
-Wonderful ear. You have it or you don't.

You've got to be born with it.

-What a beautiful talent.
-And what a great human being.

I agree with you.

Take it downstairs.

-It's simply fantastic.
-Hang up when we get downstairs.

Look, we've got to
get this straightened out.

Time me, and I'll be back
in 30 seconds flat.

What is that?.

What is what?.

I don't think it's a play for a British director.

Well, it was the big night of my life.
Mary and Ethel reminisced for hours.

Mary Martin and Ethel Merman.

No, Mary Astor and Ethel Waters.

Having fun?.

I remember it as if it were yesterday.
Everyone in the room...

...had been a star for at least 50 years.

-Mary and Ethel never looked more radiant.
-Mary Astor and Ethel Waters.

-No, Mary Pickford and Ethel Barrymore.
-It's a little confusing, isn't it?.

Don't you let it throw you.
Just do what everybody else does.

-Drop a name. Right, Katie?.
-Right.

-Frank
-Sinatra

-Albert
-Schweitzer

-Ingrid
-Bergman

-Noel
-Coward

-Gene
-Kelly

-Oscar
-Levant

Brigitte Bardot and Jean Cocteau
Marilyn Monroe, Vincente Minnelli

Fred Astaire and Rene Clair
Jose Ferrer, the former Grace Kelly

Lynn Fontanne and Danny Mann
And Deborah Kerr

Irving Berlin

And Rin Tin Tin

Danny Kaye and Doris Day
And Pasternak

Hemingway and Prince Rainier
Moran and Mack

Irwin Shaw and Evelyn Waugh
And Cary Grant

Rory Calhoun

And Rin Tin Toon

Bernie Baruch and King Farouk
Alistair Cooke, Lizzie and Eddie

Lucille Ball and Lauren Bacall
Vivien Leigh, Ros Russell and Freddie

Arthur Freed and Sammy Snead
And Irving Lazar

Anna May Wong

And Rong Tong Tong

Flew down to Cannes to get a tan
Then simply ran to dear Portofino

Saint Tropez just turned me gray
Because night and day I lived on just vino

Stayed with Fritz at Biarritz
The playground of kings

Glamorous sights

Like Brooklyn Heights

My Christian Dior I wore then tore
Got fitted for a new Balenciaga

I like Chanel, she wears so well
As time will tell, her clothes are a saga

Valentina 's where I've been
I love all her things

Things with good lines

Like things from Klein 's

I do all my shopping there
with Mary and Ethel.

Mary and Ethel who?.

Mary Schwartz and Ethel Hotchkiss.

-Keenan Wynn
-Rin Tin Tin

-Sophia Loren
-Ren Ten Ten

-Aly Khan
-Rahn Tahn Tahn

-Raymond Massey
-Lassie

That's the way you play the game

Drop that name

-Mel!
-Mel Ferrer!

Come on up.

It's not a play for a British director!

Larry, at least talk to him!

Well, well, well.

If it isn't Jeffrey's little secretary.

What a mean boss.
Makes you work all night, huh?.

Oh, go stick your head in a bag of oats.

What's the matter?. Cat got your tongue?.
Playing dumb, huh?.

Well, if that's what you're doing
with Jeff, keep it up. It's working.

Boy, you're a real kooky dame, aren't you?.

But Melisande Scott.

Where did you find that name,
in a Chinese fortune cookie?.

I don't get it.

We've got the show ready
to go into production.

Miss Scott?.

Have you got a pen?.

He's in love with Melisande Scott

A girl who doesn 't exist

He's in love with someone you're not

And so remember

It was never you he kissed

The party's over

It's time to call it a day

No matter how you pretend

You knew it would end this way

It's time to wind up

The masquerade

Just make your mind up

The piper must be paid

The party's over

The candles flicker and dim

You've danced and dreamed
Through the night

It seemed to be right
Just being with him

Now you must wake up

All dreams must end

Take off your makeup

The party's over

It's all over

My friend

You danced and dreamed
Through the night

It seemed to be right
Just being with him

Now you must wake up

All dreams must end

Take off your makeup

The party's over

We got stuck with the wrong shipment.

Maestro Corvello says you'll have to cover
the cost to the tune of 5000 albums.

-But I did not switch them.
-Otto, who are these gentlemen?.

Two musicians from
the Chicago Concert Orchestra.

Gentleman, I am innocent,
and I refuse to pay.

Well, in that case, Otto, we may take you
across the river for a recording session.

-A recording session?.
-Maestro Corvello is waiting to record...

...Siegfried's Rhine Journey
and Funeral March.

You got two hours. We'll meet you
at the warehouse. Let's go, Nick.

Oh, bye-bye! Otto, you mustn't let
little business worries upset you.

You know, you need someone
to look after you. Well, a woman.

-Someone you can confide in.
-Sue, I will confide in you.

Up till now, I want only to bring Kultur
to the masses...

...but now I want us to grow rich together.
But to do this, we must invest capital.

How much money have you got?.
You must trust me. I'm talking to you...

-...Iike someone who may love you.
-I have $6500!

-Where is it?.
-It's in a little blue sock.

I keep it, if you'll pardon the expression,
upon my person.

Sue, I love you.

Nowhere to go

It's no use, Jeff. We've covered every bar
in town. Come on back to the party.

I don't know anything about her. Where she
lives, how to get in touch with her.

-Just a note saying goodbye.
-Come on, Jeff.

Don't worry, Larry. Don't worry
about the play. I'll keep working.

I know that. I....

Okay.

-I would like to order a martini.
-Okay.

Dry. Very dry.

-Good evening, Mr. Moss.
-Good evening.

You don't know me, do you, Mr. Moss?.
I'm Blake Barton.

Must be the suit. I got to tell you...

...I love the part Mr. Hastings
set me for in your play today.

The dentist who wants to be a composer.

Where do you writers get an idea like that
from, anyway?. I mean, an idea like that....

-Where do you get them from?.
-Oh, let me alone, will you?.

-Excuse me, Mr. Moss.
-I'm sorry, Barton. I feel rotten.

-Let's put it this way, I wish I were dead.
-Gee, Mr. Moss, I know what you mean.

A couple of weeks ago, man,
I was the lowest.

I hadn't worked for months,
and then, a miracle!

Oh, please, no miracles.
You're a nice guy, Barton. Drink up.

-Thanks. I got one coming.
-And now, it's showtime.

And for our opening production number,
The Pyramid Pips present a brand-new song:

"The Midas Touch"!

Gold and all its glory
And here's the story of the Midas touch

Did they say ""The Midas Touch""?.

The beggar rests his weary head

And dreams of just one crust of bread

But...

... when the beggar's dreams grow bold

He dreams as others do

Of gold

The Midas touch
The mighty Midas touch

The Midas touch
The mighty Midas touch

The Midas touch
The mighty, mighty Midas touch

The Midas touch
The Midas touch

The Midas touch

The Midas touch
The mighty, mighty Midas touch

-Gold!
-In the morning

-Gold!
-In the evening

-Gold!
-In the summer

-Gold!
-In the winter

Dr. Midas said to me
Be sure and take your vitamin G-O-L-D

And that's what he said to me

-Oh, like the number?.
-Especially the fourth one from the right.

No, no, the song.
I wrote it. Isn't it wonderful?.

Excuse me. Did you say you wrote that?.

""The Midas Touch""?.
Sure. Great title, isn't it?.

I always thought so.

-Would you join us?.
-Oh, I'd be glad to.

-I'm Jeffrey Moss. This is Blake Barton.
-How do you do?. My name is Joe Kitchell.

Sit down.

Jackpot, Francie. The three of them
are together. We'll close in tonight.

-Are you sure?.
-Positive.

I don't know whether they're pushing dope,
or if it's a spy ring...

...but it's something big,
and she's Miss Big.

Go alert the squad.

-Mr. Kitchell--
-It's Dr. Kitchell.

Actually, I'm a dentist.

-Dentist?.
-A dentist?.

-Sure.
-That's funny. I'm a dentist.

-You're a dentist?.
-Well, I play a dentist in a play.

That's funny. Well, I'm not a dentist
anymore. I'm a composer now.

My father didn't want me
to be a composer.

My father doesn't want me
to be a composer.

-He doesn't?.
-My father in the play.

-That's funny.
-It's real funny and sad.

It's a very interesting part. See, I make up
these tunes on the air hose...

-...and my father doesn't want me to--
-You...?.

I wrote "The Midas Touch" on the air hose.

That's what's holding up the play.
I've been using paper.

-What play?.
-The play we're talking about. He wrote it.

-You wrote the play?.
-The Midas Touch.

-That's the name of my song.
-Yeah, I know. I know.

That's funny.

-I remember. I got the title from that girl.
-What girl?.

The girl that was thinking of
the Midas touch that day.

-What day?.
-That was the day that changed my life.

I was feeling lower than low,
hopeless, and suddenly...

-...a miracle happened.
-Miracle?.

-He's got a miracle too.
-She was in the office a couple minutes...

...tipped me off about this job, and I got it.
She was blond, pretty...

-...5'6", big brown eyes--
-Wait a minute. Wait a second here!

That's how I got the chance
to do the part in your play.

This girl comes up to me and tells me
about myself, the clothes and the whole bit.

She changes my life. I get the part.
What I'm leading up to is:

-She was blond, 5'6""--
-Melisande!

-Who?.
-Melisande Scott.

-I gotta find her.
-He's flipping.

-Let's go.
-Wait a second.

That girl is the same girl
that dropped into my life.

-The same girl?.
-Where did you see her last?. Where?.

She was in the office a minute
and disappeared. I never saw her again.

-Same with me.
-I've got to get to the bottom of this.

I've gotta find her. I'm in love with her.
Where can I call you later?.

-I don't know where I'll be.
-I don't know where I am.

-I'll give you my phone number here.
-I'll give you my phone number too.

-Thanks.
-Where are you going?.

-Brooklyn Heights.
-Well, good luck.

Brooklyn Heights.
Seems like a logical look.

-All right, you three, come on along.
-Wait a minute.

-There's only two of them.
-Cover the exit. Cover the men's room.

-What's going on here?.
-We're taking you down to the station.

-Would this have to do with the blond girl?.
-You said it.

-That's funny.
-Come on.

-Come on.
-Wait!

That's funny that you love me, darling

Come on.

Melisande!

Melisande!

-Dr. Kitchell's Dental Clinic.
-Where is the doctor?.

Dr. Kitchell left no message.

Thanks. Oh, wait!

-ls this Susanswerphone?.
-That's correct. Who 's calling?

Never mind.

Susanswerphone.

Blake Barton 's residence.

-Susanswerphone?.
- Yes. Who 's calling?

That' s funny.
Dr. Kitchell, Barton and me.

All Susanswerphone.

That was the other one I was talking to.

Mom.

Melisande.

Mom!

But, Ella, I'm not angry with you.

I just wish you'd confided in me sooner.

-Well, you mustn't leave.
-I have to, Sue.

-I just can't stay here anymore.
-But, Ell--

Ella, I need you here.

The subscribers won't even know I've gone.

That's not true. Why, only today...

...Mrs. Mallet called twice
about her little boy, Junior.

He wanted to talk to Santa Claus.
They all ask for you.

They call me "the other one."

Please stay, Ella.

I can't, Sue.

I've spent my whole life tuning in
on other people's lives...

...playing all sorts of imaginary characters.

They became even more real to me
than I was.

Jeff fell in love with one of them...

...not with me.

Who is me?. I don't know myself who I am.

I know you
Your name is Sue

But who am I?

I've got to find out

At least I'm gonna try

I'm going back

Where I can be me

A t the Bonjour Tristesse
Brassiere Company

They've got a great big switchboard there

Where it's just
""Hello, goodbye ""

It may be dull
But there I can be

Just me, myself, and I

A little modeling on the side

Yes, that's where I'll be

A t the Bonjour Tristesse
Brassiere Company

And if anybody asks
For Ella, Mella, or Mom

Tell them that I'm going back
Where I came from

To the B. T. Brassiere Company

Goodbye, everybody

Goodbye, Madame Grimaldi

Goodbye, Junior Mallet

Santa Claus is a-hitting the road

Listen to your momma, momma, momma

Eat your spinach, baby

Eat your spinach, baby, by the load

Adieu to you

So goodbye, Max,
To your dogs and your cats

To the Duke of Windsor and his duchess

Bye-bye, Barton and Kitchell and Hastings

A t last, you're out of my clutches

I'll miss you, but you'll carry on

You'll never know that I've gone

I'm going back

Where I can be me

A t the Bonjour Tristesse
Brassiere Company

And while I'm sitting there
I hope that I find out

Just what Ella Peterson is all about

In that Shangri-la

Of lacy lingerie

A little modeling on the side

A t the Bonjour Tristesse
Brassiere Company

Send me my mail there!

To the Bonjour Tristesse Company

-Give me a chance to explain it.
-I've got to get out.

-Just a minute, please.
-Come on, get in!

Get in here, you fink, you.

-All right, now hand over that money!
-I will, I will.

-But give me a chance to check the books.
-Ella, let me help you.

Why, Otto, what's the matter?.

This is impossible.
Who could have done this?.

Who switched these orders from
Beethoven's 10th to Beethoven's 9th?.

I did. Beethoven only wrote
nine symphonies.

You idiot! You put all the money
on the wrong horse.

I was almost bumped off for this
by the mob.

Shut up.

To think my simple, little bookie system
can be loused up by this dumb broad.

-Horses?.
-Bookies!

Otto, is that what I gave you
all that money for?.

-Sue, you didn't.
-That's swell, loudmouth.

-Now these dames know all about it.
-They can't talk.

One peep out of them, and the cops will put
them in jail and close up Susanswerphone.

-Let's go! The money!
-My life savings!

-Ella, please do something!
-Shut up!

-They don't get it.
-Get what?.

Shut up!

-Okay, Otto, your number's up.
-Ridiculous.

Oh, no. Remember Mr. Barnes
of Vogue magazine?.

-Vogue?.
-He's not Mr. Barnes. He's lnspector Barnes.

And the cops know about this
whole layout. It's a trap!

You're coming with us to Corvello's.

No, no, no. It won't be necessary
to rub us out, boys, because....

Because you've all been
spilling your guts into a tape recorder.

Where is it?.

Where is it?.

You think you're playing with kids?.
""Where is it?. ""

Where is it?.

It's rigged up to the police station,
that's where.

And you better get going,
because as a matter of fact...

...Inspector Barnes
should be here any minute.

Inspector Barnes.
Am I glad to see you.

-Get your toothbrush and come on along.
-My toothbrush?.

-That's right.
-No, we can just drop that act right now...

...because I've got the whole
bookie mob right here.

-All you have to do is take them away.
-lnspector Barnes, I surrender happily.

These are two of Corvello's henchmen.
I want to congratulate you...

...for having such a brilliant ally working
with you to uncover the Corvello gang.

Me?. I'm nothing. Small potatoes.
Corvello, he's the head of everything.

We only work for him.

-What?.
-lnspector, don't you get the picture?.

Titanic Records is a bookie operation.

-Take them away.
-Take them away!

-Farewell, my liebchen.
-Oh, Otto, how you deceived me.

But how you deceived me,
you little Mata Hari.

Inspector Barnes,
you'll get a promotion for this.

I didn't do anything.

I told you she was a nice girl.

Well, is it a crime to have made
a human mistake?. I misjudged you.

I wonder if you'd mind coming down to
the station with me. I may need your help.

I'll be glad to.

Now, Ella, promise me you won't leave.

I'll watch the board till you get back.

Oh, I forgot to turn it back on again.

-Susanswerphone.
-I wanna talk to Miss Melisande Scott.

-I said I wanna talk to Miss Scott.
-Who?. Speak slower.

-I know she works there.
-There' s nobody here by that name.

-I'm coming over.
-Well, it won ' t do you any good.

There's nobody here by that name.
Crackpot!

-Sue, what was that?.
-Somebody looking for somebody.

-I said there was nobody here by that name.
-By what name?.

Melanie or Melisande.
He said he was coming down here.

-No, Sue, I can't stay!
-Watch the board.

No!

Max's Dog and Cat Beauty Shop.
Nobody home.

Are you sure this is the right address?.

-That's it.
-Doesn't look like an office building to me.

That's it, buddy.

What kind of a place is this?.
It looks like something out of Oliver Twist.

-What?.
-Keep away, young man.

We girls are not allowed
to be familiar with the customers.

Mom.

Mom. Don't you know me?.

Don't you know your little telephonic
sonny boy?.

Oh, yes. Mr. Moss. Get out!

All right. Get the picture?. It's me.

-Melisande.
-No, no Melisande. It's Ella Peterson.

-There's no Melisande. I made it up.
-All right. Ella. Mella. Mom.

-Whatever your name is, I love you.
-You can't. I tricked you.

Pretty shabby trick...

...saving a man's life.

But all that stuff. I was just telling you
what you told Mom. I'm nothing.

Now, don't you call Mom "nothing."

I loved talking to Mom.

She was warm, sympathetic,
wise, understanding.

I thought she was a little old lady.

Isn't it a nice surprise to find out
that she's a beautiful blond...

...who knows how to cha-cha?.

But you have to let me explain
what I did to you.

Never mind.
I got you pretty well figured out.

I had a long trip all the way from
Brooklyn Heights to work on it.

Dr. Kitchell. Barton.

Ella, you do things like that...

...just the same way you say hello
to people on the street.

Ella, you're a girl
with a lot of love to give.

Don't scatter it all over the place.
Give it to me.

I need it.

I want it.

Ella!

This is Plaza 0-4433.

-How do you do?.
-You must be the other one.

Here's some others who want to see you.
Butterfield 8-9970!

-Dr. Kitchell!
-How can I ever thank you?.

Oh, don't thank me.

Don 't thank me
But let me thank--

-Murray Hill 3-9970!
-Blake Barton!

-You gave my life that crazy switcheroo.
-Cuckoo.

-Cuckoo.
-Plaza 8-9653.

Oh, Mr. Hastings, how are you?.

Reese 6-4598.

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