That little city tucked quietly against the mountains...
...is Santa Barbara, California.
Over 40,000 people live there.
When 40,000 people get together somewhere, something must be happening.
Let's take a look.
This is Main Street. Only in Santa Barbara, it's called State Street.
The people here are the same as people anywhere.
Old people, young people. For the most part, nice people.
And speaking of nice people, this is Pop Scully's soda fountain.
Meeting place of the world, Pop calls it.
Everybody loves Pop and everybody goes there.
That is, everybody except Mr. Pringle.
He's too busy.
He's owner of the local radio station, sponsor of the community theater...
...president of the bank and he plays golf.
So Mr. Pringle doesn't get home very often.
Too bad too, it's a beautiful home.
Mr. Foster is a busy man too.
He owns and operates a fish cannery on the coast.
But he's never too busy that he can't find time for his family.
Mr. Fosters' home isn't quite as beautiful as Mr. Pringle's, but he thinks it is.
And he gets home often.
Just around the corner is the high school.
There's always something going on here...
...especially when Judy Foster and her friends are around.
Let's go in.
Now, just a minute, you can't do that to us.
We'd like to come in.
That's better. Thank you very much.
# It's a most unusual day
# Feel like throwing my worries away
# As an old native-born Californian would say
# It's a most unusual day
# There's a most unusual sky
# Not a sign of a cloud passing by
# And if I want to sing Throw my heart in the ring
# It's a most unusual day
# There are people meeting people
# There is sunshine everywhere
# There are people greeting people
# And a feeling of spring in the air
# It's a most unusual time
# I keep feeling my temperature climb
# If my heart won't behave In the usual way
# There is only one thing to say
# It's a most unusual Most unusual
# Most unusual day
Gee, that was nice, Judy.
Thanks, Oogie. What do you think, Carol?
Well, it's a very cute little swing number, Judy...
...but frankly, I think it's a bit juvenile for a senior high school dance.
Judy. Why do you ask her for anyway?
You know my sister never approves of anything.
Please be quiet. Carol is talking.
Yes, go on, Carol.
Hey, now, wait a minute. Who's directing this, anyway?
- Carol is, of course. - Well, naturally.
Women.
Try singing the number slower, Judy. More seductively.
And a scarf might give you something to do with your hands.
Like this, follow me.
# It's a most
# Unusual day
# Feel like throwing
# My worries away
# As an old native-born
# Californian would say
# It's a most
# Unu...
Jo-Jo, that is not the place for the cymbal crash.
Carol, what does she have to hang on to a handkerchief for?
- You'd think she had hay fever. - Don't be rude.
But this is supposed to be a swing number.
- As I was saying... - Judy, don't pay any attention to her.
Last week you were Kathryn Grayson. This week you're Hildegard.
Couldrt you be just plain Judy Foster for tonight?
If you don't like the way I sing, Oogie, you can use my understudy, Mitzi.
All right, Judy, have it your own way.
You always do, anyway.
Here, you may as well take this too.
After all, Oogie, someone has to supervise us or we'd be here all night.
I gotta call Mother. I'll be back in a minute.
Hurry back, Judy.
The things a man has to put up with.
Yes, Judy, your dress came.
Yes, it's lovely, Judy.
Nightingale is pressing it now.
Well, you better hurry home. It's almost time for dinner.
All right, dear.
- Feeling better, Melvin? - Yes, a little bit.
You should see Dr. Lippincott about some glasses.
Oh, nonsense.
My eyes are just as good now as the day I met you.
Ooh.
- Hi, Dad. Hi, Mom. - Hi.
Do you have to sneak into the house like that, Randolph?
Why don't you blow a siren?
- Your father has a headache. - Yes, I have a headache.
What he needs is glasses.
# Swing low, sweet chariot
# Coming for to carry me home
# Swing low
Dora, can't you teach her another song?
- She's a very good cook, Melvin. - Yeah.
Hey, Mom, would you ask Father if I could have 50 cents?
Dora, will you tell your son that he may not have 50 cents?
Bad timing, Randolph.
- Hello, Father. Hello, Mother. - Hi, darling.
Do you have to slam the door like that, Judy?
Oh, I'm sorry. Look, I've got an orchid.
- Your father's got a headache. - What he needs is glasses.
My eyes are just as good as a 16-year-old boy's.
Well, Jo-Jo Hoffenpepper's only 15 and he can't see a thing.
I'm sure Oogie would be upset if he saw you wearing his orchid now.
It will be dead before the dance.
That's when you have acid in your system or something.
I'll never get dinner on, Mrs. Foster, if you don't get Gramps out of my kitchen.
- Here, take over, Judy. - All right.
- Father... - Mm-hm.
...I've been thinking.
No, what now?
Well, Mitzi wears false eyelashes. Could I wear false eyelashes tonight?
- No, you may not. - I'll sell you mine for a dime.
Father, you're going to have to do something about Randolph.
- What do you want us to do, drown him? - Somebody drowned?
No, Gramps. Not yet, anyway.
Doorbell's ringing, Dora. Uh-uh. Telephone.
I'm gonna have that telephone disconnected.
Oh, Mother, say something to Father.
- Hello, Father. - Hello, Mother.
The Pringle butler on the wire for Miss Foster.
He says it's very urgent.
Matter of life or death, no doubt.
Dinner's ready whenever you are.
Why can't we have a butler like the Pringles do?
Why can't we be civilized?
One more word about the Pringles or the oxblood nail polish...
...or the long eyelashes and I'm going to forget that I'm civilized.
- Oh, Father. - Oh, brother.
Oh, Jameson.
Yes, Jameson? I'll wait.
- Miss Foster on the phone. - Thank you, Jameson.
Judy, dear, I thought you'd like to know...
...that Xavier Cugat accepted my invitation to the dance tonight.
He seemed very pleased when I told him that he'd be guest of honor.
Oh, now, Judy, as for your dress for tonight, what are you wearing?
You have a new dress?
It's blue?
Judy, dear, don't you think your pink would be more appropriate?
Your complexion really calls for pink.
It brings out the freshness and charm of your youth.
That's fine. I knew you would agree with me.
Au revoir for now.
Miss, your father called to say he'll not be home for dinner.
Thank you.
A very smart man.
Ogden, I think it's up to you to find Father and talk to him.
I don't think he'd remember me.
Tell him it would be a good strategic move for him to come to the dance.
It'd promote goodwill with his depositors.
Now, how am I gonna find Father, eat dinner...
...and pick up Judy all in time for the dance?
Simple, Ogden, you don't eat.
Don't eat?
Iturbi never eats before a concert.
I'm not Iturbi. I'm Oogie, remember?
And besides, what about Judy? I gotta pick her up.
Ogden, it's a fundamental law of human nature...
...that women are always more attracted to men who ignore them.
I don't think Judy knows that law.
Well, of course she doesn't. You spoil her.
- You shouldn't do that. - I shouldn't?
And you should never have given her an orchid.
Now she'll expect one every week.
- She will? - Naturally.
You've set a very high standard. It's hard to live up to it.
Well, golly, Carol, what am I gonna do?
Don't let her know you're so interested.
Take tonight, for instance. Let somebody else call for her.
Be indifferent.
Do you really think so, Carol?
Of course.
I'll arrange for someone to call for her.
Then, when she sees you again...
...she'll be so relieved, she'll probably fall right in your arms.
Hm.
She's never done that before.
How do I look?
You look lovely, dear.
But what about the new dress?
Yeah, the one that was so vital.
Oh, blue does nothing for me.
Oh, now, wait a minute.
For the last six weeks, I've heard nothing but how important it was...
...that you should have a new dress for this dance tonight.
Now that you have it, you're not going to wear it.
Why?
It would be very difficult to explain to you.
And I'm sure it would take too much time.
- Come on, Melvin. - All right, all right.
- You're coming along with us, honey? - Oh, Father, really.
Why, if I walked in there with my parents I'd be the laughingstock.
How do you like that?
Well, maybe we had better wear a disguise.
Oh, Father.
Sometimes I think you don't understand a thing about women.
It's time you and Gramps had a heart-to-heart talk.
You wait for Oogie, dear, and make a grand entrance.
Have a good time. I will.
Goodbye, son. So long.
Maybe I should have worn a girdle.
What do you got to hold in?
Oh, Randolph.
Judy...
...if I didn't know better I'd swear your grandmother was standing there.
Why, she used to wear a pink dress just like that.
While you're waiting, would you do your old Gramps a favor?
Of course, Gramps.
Your favorite?
# Through the years
# I'll take my place beside you
# Smiling through the years
# Through your tears
# I keep my place beside you
# Smiling through your tears
#- I'll be near #- I'll be near
# - No matter when or where # - No matter when or where
# Remember
# What is mine I'll always share
# I'll come to you
# Smiling through
# The years
Thank you, darling, that was nice.
Telephones, ought to be a law against them.
It's the doorbell, Gramps. Will you get it? I can make an entrance.
You look mighty pretty, Miss Judy. Thanks, Nightingale.
Now, Judy?
Now, Gramps.
- Evening, Oogie. - I'm not Oogie. I'm Jo-Jo.
Oh, Jo-Jo, come in.
- Jo-Jo's here, Judy. - Jo-Jo?
- What are you doing here? - I came to take you to the dance.
What?
- Where's Oogie? - He's busy.
Busy?
You mean... You mean, he expects me, Judy Foster...
...to go to the high school closing dance with a mere child?
- An infant, a half-pint? - I'm taking vitamins.
Oogie can't do this to me. I won't stand for it.
- You mean, you don't wanna go with me? - No, I don't.
Can I go now?
Why... Why, how dare you.
You should be thrilled to have a date with an older woman.
Thrilled, she says.
I've got to use this phone. It's an emergency.
So is this. I'm trying to borrow Peewee Finnegars electric worm finder.
Oh, Randolph.
- Randolph, give me that phone. - Four bits and it's yours.
Of all the mercenary, money-grabbing...
Hello, Peewee?
- Evening, Judy. - Hello, Pop.
Mr. Pringle?
This is to inform you that our friendship, as of tonight, is dissolved.
You can have your class pin back.
And I'm sending at my earliest convenience your 12 boogie-woogie records.
Is anything wrong?
Why do men always say, "Is anything wrong?"
Yes, somebody came for me.
Jo-Jo Hoffenpepper indeed.
Why didn't you just send a midget?
Anything wrong, Judy?
Oh, just everything, Pop. Everything.
Oh, now, you look beautiful.
In high heels too.
An inch and a half.
Next year I'm gonna have 2 inches, that is if I live that long.
Oh, now, what you need is a strawberry parfait.
What I need is the date for the dance tonight.
- Pop, who's that? - Uh?
Oh, that's Stephen Andrews, my nephew.
Oh, he's wonderful.
Yeah, he's late.
Is he married? No, he's not married.
- Is he engaged? - Yes, to me, for the summer.
Do you think that maybe he could, um...?
You sit right there and don't you move.
I'll wait. I won't move an inch.
I wonder if you'd do me a little favor?
Why, sure, Pop. What is it?
Well, how would you like to take a beautiful young lady to a dance?
You call that a favor? Who is she?
Well, she's a friend of mine.
An old friend. That is, we've known each other a long time.
Where is she?
Right there.
- You mean... You mean that youngster? - Shh.
Now, wait a minute, she's only a child.
I'd look great taking her to a dance.
Now, Stephen, this is important. Her heart's breaking.
You got a kid sister, you know how tragic something like this can be.
Now, besides, I promised her.
Come on.
All right, Pop, you win.
But it's against my better judgment.
And if I send out an SOS, I'll expect your help.
It's a most unusual day
Gramps.
Nobody's gonna stand up my granddaughter. No, sirree.
Oh, you're a lamb.
I'll take you to the dance and fetch you home.
And if they play a polka, I'll even dance with you.
Oh, thanks, Gramps, but I think that maybe I have a date.
You have, Judy.
Stephen, Judy.
- Hello, Judy. - Hello. Gramps, this is Stephen.
Glad to know you, Gramps.
Always tell a mars character the way he shakes.
Thank you, sir.
We'd better hurry, Stephen. I don't wanna miss a minute of the dance.
Goodbye, Gramps. Bye, Mr. Scully.
Oh, dear.
- How about a cherry phosphate? - Don't mind if I do.
Got anything to put a little sting in it?
Hey, Jo-Jo, take over for me for a minute, will you?
Look.
Don't worry, Oogie. Everything will be all right.
Yeah, and in the meantime, I'm a bachelor.
Melvin, who's Judy dancing with?
I can't tell at this distance.
Well, you need glasses, Mr. Foster.
My eyes are perfect.
Judy, hey.
I think the orchestra leader is trying to attract your attention, Judy.
Ignore it.
He's just someone I used to know in my childhood.
Ladies and gentlemen...
...our popular 16-year-old singer, Miss Judy Foster...
...will sing for you now.
That's despicable, that's what it is. It's despicable.
He knows that I'm practically 17.
Any man who'd reveal a womars age should be horsewhipped.
Would you?
I'd much rather hear you sing, Judy.
All right, Stephen.
But only because you want me to.
Your pin, Mr. Pringle.
Oh, Judy, please don't be mad at me.
I meant to pick you up. Honest I did, but I had other things to do.
And besides, I ought to be mad at you, coming in here late with some other guy.
Kindly, play the introduction to "Love Is Where You Find It."
You can't sing that tonight, Judy. "Love Is Where You Find It"...
...is the song you're gonna sing on your parents' anniversary.
Oogie, "Love Is Where You Find It."
Very well.
"Love Is Where You Find It."
# Love is where you find it
# Don't be blind
# It's all around you everywhere
# Take it, take a chance now
# For romance now
# Tell a someone that you care
# Spring love comes upon you
# When it's gone you feel despair
# Soon, though, in the moon glow
# You'll find that a new love is there
# Love is where you find it
# Fate designed it
# To be waiting everywhere
# It may hide from you for a while
# It may come tonight in a smile
# And a plea for the new love
# In the arms of a new love
# Seek and you shall
# Find
# Love is where you find it
# Don't be blind, it's all around you
# Everywhere
Judy, isn't there something I can do to make up with you?
Yes, Mr. Pringle...
...you may borrow some of Jo-Jo's vitamins.
Did you like my song, Stephen?
I thought it was wonderful. I think you're swell.
- Oh, you're magnificent. Have some punch. - Thank you.
Judy, you didn't sing the song that we rehearsed this afternoon.
Oh, I'm sorry, Carol.
But I had to sing a special song for a special person.
Oh, Stephen, this is Carol Pringle. Carol, this is Stephen.
- How do you do? - Hello, Carol.
Judy, dear, it's time for Mr. Cugat to arrive.
You'd better be in the door to welcome him.
- Well, I... - Run along. Business comes first.
I'll be right back. Don't you go away.
Don't worry, Judy. I'll be right here.
I have a few moments to spare if you'd care to dance.
Oh, that's very generous of you.
I don't believe I know who you are.
I'm sure you don't.
- But I know who you are. - You do?
You're the prettiest girl in Santa Barbara. That's obvious.
Well, thank you very much.
And you know it. That's also obvious.
That wasrt very nice, was it?
No, it wasrt. I'm sorry.
You spending the summer here?
I think most of it will be spent at Scully's drug store.
Better come in sometime and sample a malted milk.
I never drink malt.
And now, if you'll excuse me, I'm in charge of the program.
Judy, won't you listen to me for just a minute?
Please don't talk to me. I've just renounced you.
But I don't wanna be renounced. I want you to wear my pin.
In fact, I'm going to erase your name from my diary.
You know, Judy, sometimes I think you don't like me at all.
- Good evening. - Oh, Mr. Cugat.
I thought maybe I got in the wrong place, no?
Oh, no, this is the right place.
Come with me. I'll introduce you around.
- There's some other old people here too. - Oh?
Who's the young man Judy's with?
His name's Stephen Andrews. He works at Scully's drugstore.
Nice-looking fellow.
Yes, I supposed one might say that he is.
I'm sorry my father isn't here tonight. He promised he'd try to come.
Well, you know how businessmen are.
Sometimes it's very hard to find time to go to a high school dance.
You always seem to find time, Mr. Foster.
Oh, that's because I guess I'm curious. I want to know what's going on.
I think it's very nice...
...having someone who wants to know what's going on.
Just the opposite in our family.
My father never knows what's going on.
Of course, he's extremely busy man.
Oh, of course he is, yes.
Sometimes I wish...
Sometimes I wish he werert so busy.
Will you excuse me? I'm sure Ogden needs me.
Mr. Cugat, this is my mother and father, Mr. and Mrs. Foster.
How do you do, Mr. Cugat? Nice to meet you.
Hello, Mr. Cugat. Wort you sit down?
Thank you, I will.
My daughter, Judy, is a great admirer of yours.
- So is her mother. - Well, thank you, thank you.
That's a charming compliment from two very charming ladies.
They're playing that especially for you, Mr. Cugat.
Melvin.
Arert you going to dance with me?
What? A man of my age get out there...
...and make a fool of himself like those jack-in-the-boxes?
Well, you could do a more dignified version, dear.
Dora, look, I've been a faithful husband to you for 19 years, haven't I?
Twenty. It's our anniversary next week. Remember, dear?
- A good provider? - Yes.
- Satisfactory father to the children? - Yes.
Then please don't ask me to rumba.
If you don't mind, Senor Foster...
...perhaps your wife will do the rumba with me?
Oh, sure, go ahead and ask her. You won't have to coax her.
Thank you, Mr. Cugat. I'd love it.
It's a shame Mother has to dance by herself.
- Judy? - Yes, Father?
I don't wanna hear another word about me learning to do that rumba.
Yes, Father.
But I would like to hear who the young man was you were dancing with.
Well, that's my dream man.
What about Oogie?
Oh, I just gave him up forever for a little while.
- Oh, I see. - Would you like to meet Stephen?
Well, I believe it's customary.
If you can get him away from Mitzi there.
So that's what happens when my back is turned.
Excuse me, Father.
Mitzi, dear, Oogie wants you.
Oh, well, tell him I'm busy right now.
Mitzi, Oogie wants you now.
Oh, thank you, Stephen. It's just been wonderful.
I'll be right back.
You do wanna dance with me, don't you, Stephen?
It would be a pleasure, Judy.
Where's Mrs. Foster?
Out there dancing the rumba with Mr. Cugat.
Oh.
Kind of a vulgar dance, don't you think?
I can't do it either.
Mrs. Foster, you are what we call muy guapa.
- Oh. Is that good? - Well, in my language...
...it means terrific. - Oh.
Oh, I'd spend the rest of my life singing for you, Stephen.
I don't think Oogie would like that very well.
- Oogie brought this all on himself. - All right.
But don't be too rough on him. He's a nice guy.
Good night. Thank you for a very nice evening.
Good night, Stephen, and thank you for a very nice evening.
- Well, good night. - Stephen...
...do you think a girl should let a boy kiss her on their first date?
I most certainly do not.
- Not even... - Not even then, Judy.
Good night...
...sweet 16.
Almost 17.
If I'd taken Judy to the dance tonight, that malt mixer wouldn't have taken her.
And if he hadrt taken her, she wouldn't have met him.
And I wouldn't be miserable like I am now.
I'm sure Mr. Andrews realizes the obvious difference in their ages.
Maybe so. But does Judy?
She even kissed him.
She did?
I've known her all my life.
She's never kissed me, except on birthdays.
He's better looking than I am too.
Does she really mean that much to you?
Sure she does.
She's real fine.
Oh, why didn't he fall for you instead of my girl?
You haven't any heart, that's all.
I have a heart, Oogie.
It's just that I haven't had much chance to use it.
Like...
...neither one of us has had much chance.
I don't have anyone to talk to.
You don't have anyone to talk to.
I guess we just have to talk to each other.
Oh, I wish Mother were here.
Me too.
I'll take care of everything, Oogie.
Oh, no, look, Carol, I...
I said I'd take care of everything.
Good night.
Swing low, sweet chariot
Coming for to carry me home
She's going to swing so low, they're going to have to carry me home.
Now, Melvin.
Your breakfast is getting cold, dear.
- Breakfast? - That's right, breakfast.
Yeah, we're different than most families.
We have breakfast in the morning, lunch at lunchtime and dinner at...
Never mind, Randolph.
Drink your orange juice, dear.
What did you say, Father?
I didn't a say a word, it was your mother who just spoke.
- What's the matter with you, anyway? - Hm?
Melvin, see if you can get through to her.
I'll try, Dora. It might take a little time.
Judy? Judy Foster.
Good morning, Father.
Good morning, dear ones.
Whee! You got through.
Judy, did you and Oogie make up?
My heart belongs to Stephen.
I think we have a lead.
Where did you meet Stephen, dear?
I met him in a prescription booth.
Ah, he's a soda jerk.
I'm sorry, this household just isn't big enough for both Randolph and me.
Eventually, one of us has to go.
Father, you'll have to make the choice.
Well, Dora, what do you think? You have a preference?
Well, it's something we can't decide in a hurry.
I think we ought to have at least until tomorrow morning.
Now you're making fun of me.
You never take anything I say seriously.
Yes, we do, darling.
But having to make a choice between you and Randolph is serious indeed.
Now sit down and eat your breakfast.
Why, there's a picture of Mr. Cugat.
- I hadrt seen it. - What you need is glasses.
Dr. Lippincott can fix you up.
Oh. Ha-ha.
Yeah. Oh, he hasn't changed since last night.
You know, he's a very romantic man.
He said I was muy guapa.
- What? - Oh, that's a compliment.
Wow, look at that prized string of palominos he's got.
Oh, that's nothing. I can have my face splashed on there anytime.
Father, you'd look perfectly ridiculous standing beside a string of mackerel.
And he dances divinely.
He should.
That's his business. My business is canning fish.
If you really loved me, Melvin, you'd learn how to rumba.
Oh, what is my loving you got to do with that ridiculous dance?
Nothing, Melvin.
Except that when I go to dances, I like to dance...
...and I like to dance with my husband.
That reminds me, the drug store is open. Bye, everybody.
Where's Judy? Why didn't she come down for breakfast?
Nothing like a quiet breakfast with the Fosters, is there?
- Melvin? - Mm-hm?
I love you.
Even if you can't rumba like Mr. Cugat.
Muy guapa sounds like birdseed.
How was the dance?
It was fine. I met a lot of nice people.
Say, Pop, do you know a girl by the name of Carol Pringle?
Sure, sure. Everybody knows the Pringles.
She never comes in here, though.
Not since she grew out of her bobby socks, anyway.
Good morning, Mr. Scully.
Met a lot of nice people, huh?
Hello, Miss Pringle.
I haven't seen you for some time. How's your father?
Well, he's fine, thank you.
Anything I can do for you?
I thought perhaps Judy would be here. I wanted to talk to her.
Well, she isn't here, but I'm reasonably sure she will be.
Hello. Hello.
Didrt know I was artistic, did you?
I know very little about you.
Go ahead, eat it.
There ought to be more fancy ice cream sundaes in everybody's life.
- Thanks. - Hi, Carol.
- Hello, Stephen. - Hello, Judy.
- That looks yummy. - Would you like it?
No, thanks. I came to talk to Stephen.
What are you doing here?
Well, I wanted to talk to you, Judy. I thought I'd find you here.
I finally convinced Father to let you and Oogie try out on his radio station.
You did? Oh, that's stinky super.
Of course, it's only a sustaining program...
...but undoubtedly you can get your father to sponsor it.
My father seems to think that his fish can get along very well without my help.
Oh, but I'm sure your voice would double his sales, Judy.
Gee, I don't know.
Why don't you go and talk to him about it?
Maybe he will see it our way, Carol.
I'll go right away. Don't go away, I'll be right back.
So long, Judy.
- Cute as a button, isn't she? - Judy's a charming child.
It's nice to see a young girl act her age.
Yes, and 16 is such a nice age to be.
Oh. You remember.
You are amusing, Stephen.
Oh, by the way, I thought perhaps you'd like to drop around for dinner tonight.
You've talked me into it.
- Shall we say 7:00? - Seven o'clock.
Why, Carol, you've hardly touched a bite.
- Don't you like it? - Oh, of course.
That's what I like to see, a girl with a healthy appetite.
Hi, Carol.
- Hi, Carol. - Oh, give me one of those, will you?
This is Mr. Foster's office, yes?
- And you are Miss Rosita. - That's right.
Come in.
- Mr. Foster is expecting you. - Good.
Mr. Foster, this is Miss Rosita.
How do you do, Miss Rosita? - How do you do?
Thank you, Miss Clarke, and please see that we're not disturbed for about an hour.
Yes, Mr. Foster.
I really don't know how to explain this to you, but I...
You want to rumba, yes? That is it, huh?
Well, not exactly. I really don't want...
Well, yes, I do want to.
You see, Mr. Cugat told me that you could teach me.
- Do you think you could? - Of course I can.
I'm not the ballroom type.
I spent most of my life at sea on these here fishing boats.
They didn't do much rumba dancing there.
Mr. Foster, I put you in my hands.
You watch me and I show you the beginning steps.
You see, it is just a matter of a little wiggle here and a little wiggle there.
You have to get the right wiggle at the right place and at the right time.
Everything will be fine. I'll show you.
Watch me.
See, the only way to learn is to do it. Come on.
Now turn this way.
Good. Now this way.
Turn this way.
That's it.
See?
Oh, Miss Clarke, I've got to see Father.
Judy, I'm very sorry. Your father is busy, very busy.
- But this is vital. - What your father is doing is also vital.
- Is he in conference? - Oh, not exactly.
I'll bet he's asleep.
Judy. Your father is not in habit of sleeping during business hours.
Well, if he's not asleep, what else can he be doing?
- I've got to see him. - Well, just let me announce you.
Oh, Mr. Foster, your daughter is here. She says it's very important.
All right.
- Just a second, Judy. - Thank you.
That's a pretty dress you're wearing.
Lovely color.
- Well, seconds up. Thanks. - But, Judy...
Miss Clarke said you were busy, but you don't look very busy to me.
I am very busy. Thinking, Judy, thinking.
I'm glad you're thinking because I have something I want you to think about.
You always do. What is it now?
Well, you see, Carol talked to her father...
...and her father said that maybe my father would sponsor a program...
...on his radio station so Oogie and I can be on the air.
Well, I thought that you and Oogie had split up.
Well, this is strictly business. Carol said it will double your sale of fish.
Now, Judy, my fish are doing just dandy without any radio advertising...
...and I might add, without the advice of Carol.
I was only trying to help your fish.
I appreciate that, and the fish do too.
- But, Father, if we... - Now, now, now.
You run along home and we'll take it up later. Come on.
But I can't go home, Father.
I have a very important day at the drug store.
Well, then, you run on to the drug store. Goodbye, Judy.
Goodbye.
Oh, Miss Rosita, I want to apologize. I didn't have time...
Mr. Foster, my profession is an honorable one.
You engaged me to teach you the rumba, don't you?
And I do not teach in closets.
Oh, well, wait, wait. Oh, listen. Oh, please, Miss Rosita, please.
That was my daughter that was just in here.
And if she saw you, that would spoil everything.
What do you mean, spoil everything? I thought you're a respectable man.
Oh, I am, honest. Believe me, I am. You see, I'm doing this for my family.
- It's a great big surprise. - What surprise?
Well, next week, my wife and I are celebrating our wedding anniversary.
For years, she's wanted me to learn how to rumba and it's for her.
Oh, so that is it, huh? When you say you celebrate this anniversary?
- Next week. - Next week.
All right, I stay.
But remember, if I teach in any more closets, I raise the price.
And with you I'm starting from behind scratch.
Oh, that's your daughter, no?
No, my wife.
But she looks so young.
You know something?
You too would look 10 years younger, if you did not dress so stuffy.
- Stuffy? - Si, look at that tie here.
So tired. Throw him away.
And that tummy, that should go too.
Well, never mind. We'll get rid of them dancing.
With a beautiful wife like this, you better be on your toes, you know.
- She is beautiful, isn't she, huh? - Yeah.
Now we come into the business, huh? Let's try again. Chin up.
Waist in.
Shoulders back. Chest out.
Come now.
One, two, three, hip.
Watch the hip.
- One, two... - I am, lady, I am.
Then go ahead. Do it.
One, two, three, hip.
One, two, three, hip. That's it.
One, two, three, hip. One...
That's right, Jameson. We'll use candlelight.
Yes, miss, candlelight.
And two martinis, Jameson.
One with alcohol and one without.
Oh, but don't forget the olive.
Uh, no, miss.
After dinner, you may build a fire in the fireplace.
I beg your pardon, miss, but I think it's a bit warm for a fire.
Then we'll open the windows.
Yes, miss.
Oh, thank you.
After we have our demitasse, you may take the rest of the evening off.
Oh, yes, miss. I understand.
Good evening, sir. Oh, good evening, Miss Judy.
Hi, Jameson. Tell Miss Carol that I'm here and that Mr. Andrews is too.
Yes, miss. Would you just wait in the living room, please?
I beg your pardon, miss. Mr. Andrews is here and Miss Judy.
- Judy? - Yes, miss.
You'll have to set another place, quickly.
I don't think the pheasant will stretch three ways.
Give Mr. Andrews the neck.
- Yes, miss. - And you better forget about the martinis.
Yes, miss.
Hello. Good evening.
Judy, how wonderful to see you, both of you.
It was so nice of you to invite us to dinner.
I'm so glad you could come. What's the matter? Is something wrong?
- Oh, where's Oogie? - He won't be here for dinner.
- He won't? - He won't?
He'll be here later.
Just because he lives here, I don't see why he should always be here.
Dinner is served, Miss Carol.
Thank you, Jameson. Shall we?
We thank you for this food...
...and for the privilege of eating it together and in peace. Amen.
- Telephone's ringing, Nightingale. - It's the door, Gramps.
Doorbells, phone bells, bells is always ringing.
And the doors and bells and everything.
Hello, Nightingale.
Lan sakes.
Oogie, how is it you always manage to get here...
...just when everybody's eating dinner.
Oh, it's no trouble at all.
- Hello, Oogie. - Hello, Mrs. Foster, everybody.
- Hi. - You lose something, Oogie?
Oh, no, nothing at all.
- Will you have dinner with us, Oogie? - Sure, thank you.
- Isn't Judy here? - No, Judy won't be here for dinner.
- She's having dinner with your sister. - She is?
So that's why she wanted me to eat at the drugstore.
Yeah, she wanted me to leave so that she could talk to Judy.
If I were at the house, she couldn't talk to Judy...
...so therefore she asked me to leave. See what I mean?
No, I don't see what you mean. I'll take your word for it, though.
That must be it. Sure, she's fixing everything up.
Yes, sir, that's it.
- Doorbell. - Wrong again, Gramps, telephone.
If I don't pay the telephone bill, how soon will they take it out?
Now, Melvin.
Mr. Pringle, you're wanted on the telephone.
Oh, thanks. You see, it's just like I told you. Excuse me.
Randolph, what language does he speak?
For 25 cents, I'll translate it.
Yeah? She is?
She did? She has?
She does? Yeah-hoo!
I'll be right home.
I take it back. I have to have 50 cents to translate that.
# Love is where you find it
# Don't be blind
# It's all around you everywhere
# Spring love comes upon you
# When it's gone, you feel despair
- Hi, Oogie. Glad to see you. - Hi.
- Hi, Judy. Why did you stop? - The mood's been broken.
Seems to me you're getting awfully moody lately.
Sit down, Oogie.
Holy jeepers. Who wants a fire on a night like this?
I find it cozy.
Very cozy.
How cozy can you get?
I don't see how I can possibly do a radio program with him.
- He's impossible. - What radio program?
The one Carol fixed for us to do on your father's station.
I don't know anything about it. I'll bet father doesn't.
He won't even let me inside the station.
If Carol says it's all right, it's all right.
Why don't you and Oogie run through your number.
You could use it for the initial broadcast. - I don't feel like it.
- She just wants to be coaxed. - Please do, Judy, I'd like to hear it.
You would?
Well, all right, then.
Let's proceed, Oogie.
# When I was just a little girl
# A long, long time ago
# I promised me I'd grow to be
# A woman of the world
# But fate plays many funny tricks
# It did to me, I know
# And as Jimmy Durante puts it
# I've been foiled
# I'm strictly on the corny side
# Corny side, corny side
# I'm strictly on the corny side
# But the boys like me that way
# I never go for city chicks
# I can't mix, got no tricks
# But put me with the cows and chicks
# And you'll find that I'm not hay
# - I'm a real hillbilly # - The gals go silly
# A willy-nilly when I roll my eyes
# - You're a real humdinger # - Don't you point your finger
# I just do it for the exercise
# We're strictly on the corny side
# Corny side, corny side
# We're strictly on the corny side
# And the folks like us that way
# I used to dream of being quite a siren
# With cavaliers bedecking me with jewels
# I'd have a yacht A foreign car to drive in
# But now I drive a pair of seven mules
# I used to wanna be a wealthy broker
# With secretaries sitting on my knee
# I guess I'll wind up being just a joker
# Shaking apples from an apple tree
# We're strictly on the corny side
# Corny side, corny side
# We're strictly on the corny side
# And that's the place to be
# You can have the city You can save your pity
# For the folks who run around and scream
# Oh, the country's quiet Come along and try it
# Down by the Old Mill stream
# - We're strictly on the corn # - We're strictly on the corny side
# Corny side, corny side
# We're strictly on the corny side
# And that's the place to be
Thank you, Judy. Better run through it again, though.
I think we should leave them alone while they rehearse.
Yeah, and there's a terrific moon out tonight.
The moon has nothing to do with it, Ogden.
I can hear you from out here.
Please don't go. I'd like to talk to you.
Go ahead, talk.
Don't you like me anymore, Judy?
Of course I do, Oogie.
But there comes a time when people must find the way of their hearts.
And follow their hearts.
I know the way in my heart.
I know that someday when I'm through school and have a job...
...well, then I'm gonna ask you to marry me.
Jinkies, if I have to wait for all that to happen...
...I'll be too old to marry.
Well, the least you can do when a man asks you to marry him is be polite.
Mr. Pringle, I feel that I'm under no obligation to you whatsoever...
...as far as marriage is concerned.
I'm an adult now and I must conduct myself accordingly.
- What? Judy, are you hurt? - You pushed me.
Pushed you? How can you say such a thing?
Don't you ever speak to me again.
I should have pushed her.
Why did you bring Judy tonight, Stephen?
She came back to the drugstore this afternoon.
A lot of her girlfriends were there.
She said she had a date with me tonight.
- They said she didn't so I... - So you said she did.
Well, you know how it is.
I can't say that I do.
Just how is it?
You're a funny girl.
You've got everything any girl could possibly want.
You're beautiful.
It's almost too beautiful.
You have youth, education, a lovely home.
With all these things, why do you have to try so hard to impress people?
- Is that the way you feel about me? - I'm afraid it is.
- Then I think you're very rude. - And I think you're very spoiled.
I'm not interested in your personal opinion, Mr. Andrews.
That's a good sign. It's the first time I've seen you follow a natural impulse.
If I followed my natural impulse, I'd push you in the flowerbed. Good night.
- Where's Judy? - She's upstairs.
And will you tell her I didn't push her?
Women.
I know what you mean.
Look, Steve, you wouldn't take my girl away from me, would you?
Why, you bet your life I wouldn't, Oogie.
I wouldn't have a chance even if I wanted to.
No?
When a girl goes to all the trouble Judy does to make you jealous...
...that's true love.
Gee, I never thought of that.
Steve, you're a man of the world.
Do you think Judy will be easier to understand as she gets older?
Don't try to understand women, Oogie, just accept them.
I guess that would be easier.
And, Oogie, would you mind taking Judy home when she comes down?
- I gotta go back to work. - Oh, glad to, Steve. Glad to.
- Tell Carol good night for me, will you? - You bet. Come back again, Steve.
- Anytime, anytime at all. - Thanks, Oogie.
- Good night. - Good night.
Good night, Steve, old boy.
Oh, Jameson.
Could you fix me a double-decker ham-and-cheese sandwich, please?
- I'll try, sir. And a glass of milk? - Yeah.
Let's make it four-decker.
Four? Yes, sir.
Carol?
You know much more about men than I do.
Tell me about them, will you?
There's little to tell, Judy.
If you know one man, you know them all.
Of course, Stephers different.
Stephers a man, Judy.
And once a person is a man, there's nothing anyone can do about it.
Oh, I don't wanna do anything about it.
The pathetic part of it all is they never improve with age.
In fact, they get worse.
Shakespeare once said, "A man in his time plays many parts.
His acts being seven ages."
Of course, I never did see eye-to-eye with Shakespeare.
As far as I'm concerned, there are but three ages:
Youth, middle age and infirmity.
It's the middle age we have to be aware of because that's the critical age.
Oh, but Stephers not middle-aged.
He isn't now, but he will be someday.
All men reach it.
My father did.
Believe me, Judy. Then they are a problem.
Jinkies.
How do you know when they reach that critical age?
Oh, by little things.
Sudden changes in their habits.
They start throwing money away like mad.
Maybe something as minor as a sudden obsession for bright clothes.
In my father's case...
...it was a desire for monogrammed silk shirts.
Oh, I had a terrible two years.
Oh, I think my father skipped that critical age.
He doesn't do any of those things, particularly throw money away.
But you never can tell, Judy.
Really?
With men, it can happen overnight.
One, two, three, shake hips.
Father.
Father, what are you doing up so late? You should be in bed.
Oh, reading, just reading. Trying to improve my mind.
But you never read before you go to bed.
And it's so late.
Now, wait a minute, young lady.
I'm supposed to ask the questions in this house.
What are you doing out so late?
Oogie took a shortcut and we got lost.
Oh, yeah.
I've heard that from before.
Time for you to go to bed, Judy.
Father, I'd like to ask you a few questions if I may.
Sure, go ahead.
Please sit down.
Do you remember how you felt when you first met Mother?
Sure, I felt fine.
Did you know right away that you loved her?
Of course I did.
And did you tell her so?
Well, no, not right then.
After all, I didn't want her know that I was that easy...
...so I just sort of let her tell me.
- Oh, I see. - But, Judy...
...don't mention that to your mother, will you, please?
And you were happy just to be alive, werert you?
And the whole world seemed brighter...
...and music sounded much sweeter.
Oh, yes, I was happy.
And Mother got the same way. I know, she did.
- She told me so. - She did?
She did.
Hey, what are you driving at, anyway?
Well, Father...
...I feel the same way now as Mother did when she first met you.
I'm in love. Terribly in love.
I want to get married.
Well, Judy, you're kind of young, don't you think?
And Oogie, well, his allowance isn't enough to support a wife on.
Oh, Father, I'm not talking about a child.
I'm talking about a man, Stephen.
Stephen Andrews.
Has he asked you?
No.
Of course, I haven't give him any encouragement.
But I'm sure he feels the same way about me as you did about Mother.
When the right time arrives...
...I'll ask him.
Well, Judy, you're just a little child.
But Mother was only 17 when she married you.
Well...
This is terribly serious. I...
Coming especially at this time when I really need your help.
Oh, Father, you know if you need me, I'll stay.
Well, I was thinking about that there radio program of yours.
You know, a little advertising might be of great help to me now.
If you're leaving, you won't be of any help.
Father, you know I'll always stand by you.
Even if it means working with Oogie.
My working with him will have to be a strictly business basis.
Oh, naturally. Strictly business, of course.
Now you run on to bed and we'll talk over again in a few days.
If you don't mind, I'd like to stay down just a little while longer if I may.
I have so many things to think about.
So many, many things.
All right, you stay down here a few minutes and think.
But if you don't come upstairs in 10 minutes, I'm coming down...
...and carry you up piggyback, like I used do before you grew up.
- Oh, Father. - Good night, honey.
Good night, Father.
Dora.
- Dora. - Hm?
Judy's in love.
Oh, that's nice.
Oogie must be happy. Don't forget to wind the clock.
No, no, no. You don't know what I mean.
It isn't Oogie.
She's in love with Stephen.
Looks very serious.
What? Stephen?
- What are you...? You mean... - That's what I mean.
Well, he couldn't be serious or could he?
I don't know about him, but Judy is.
Oh, she's just a baby.
Well, I'm not so sure about that.
She informed me that she now feels as you did when you first met me.
Oh, my.
No bacon this morning. That new specialist has eliminated pork for my diet.
Davis, I'll come down myself and speak to them.
- Good morning. - Good morning.
What are you doing up so early? You're not ill, are you?
- No, Father, I'm not ill. - That's good.
- I wanted to talk to you. - Hm?
I said, I wanted to talk to you.
What is it? New clothes? Allowance overdrawn?
- Ogders not in trouble? - No, Father.
Your broker is on the wire, sir.
- I'd like to go away for a while. - Hello, Grayson. Fine.
Change is beneficial. Where you going?
Now, have you sold those shares, Grayson?
I don't know, Father.
Indecisiors a sign of weakness.
No, no, not you, Grayson, I'm talking to my daughter. What about those shares?
The market broke before you had a chance to sell?
Well, be in my office in half an hour with the figures.
Yes.
Where's Carol?
- She's left, Mr. Pringle. - She didn't touch her breakfast.
Well, people in love rarely have much appetite, sir.
- In love. Who's in love? - Miss Carol, I believe, sir.
Nonsense. Well, she only a child. She...
- What do you mean, in love? - Just that, sir.
With whom? What does he do? What's he's background?
His name is Stephen Andrews. He works in Scully's drug store.
What? Wait a minute, Jameson. Did she say something about wanting to go away?
Yeah, I believe she did, sir.
A sensible girl, Carol. I'll speak to her myself.
You see what you can do about finding out who this fellow is.
Yes, I'll do my best, sir.
About this trip, Carol.
I thought you might like to go to your grandmother's.
Maine is very nice this time of the year.
I'm sure it is, Father.
But I changed my mind. I'm staying here.
Oh?
- And, Father? - Yes, Carol.
You'll be happy to know...
...that American Tel and Tel went up two points today.
- Good morning, Nightingale. - Yes, I suppose it is.
Even in the morning, the door bells, the phone bells.
This is the "bellingest" house I've ever been in.
Good morning, Oogie. Hello, Nightingale.
How is it you always manage to get here just when everybody's eating?
It's no trouble at all.
Good morning, Oogie. How are you this beautiful glorious morning?
Fine, sir. I mean, I'm not fine. It's just that I'm...
To tell you the truth, I'm not fine at all.
Well, well, sit down and tell me all about it, Oogie.
Well, it's like this, Mr. Foster.
I think your daughter is losing interest in me.
Oh, well, you know how girls are, Oogie.
- No, sir, I don't. How are they? - Well...
You have to keep two jumps ahead of them.
Find out what they want and then don't give it to them.
Later on, surprise them.
Always works, Oogie.
Gee, I can't seem to surprise Judy much.
Seem she always knows what I'm gonna do before I do.
Well, that's because she's a Foster. Always on her toes.
- Good Morning, Mr. Pringle. - Oh, hi, Judy.
- Good morning, Father. - Good morning, Judy, dear.
Father, you're wearing a new tie.
That's right, a new tie. You like it?
I think it's snazzy, Mr. Foster.
But it's so loud.
Well, so it's loud.
I got a dozen more just as loud.
But it's not like you at all.
Mm. Well, I'm a different person, a new man.
After all, a man of my age is liable to get into a rut.
Well, goodbye, Judy, dear. Goodbye, Oogie.
You two kids try and get along together and work out that there radio idea.
He didn't eat a thing.
I brought the contract for the radio show... - We'll have to see Father about it first.
We just saw him.
Mr. Pringle...
...we have a policy in our household.
We never discuss business at home.
We'll have to call on him at the office.
I'm doing pretty good, don't you think?
Magnificent, wonderful.
Somewhere in your family tree must be hanging a Spaniard.
Let's go.
That's it. Now watch the hip.
- Watch the hip. - Yeah, I am. I am.
- Hi, Miss Clarke, I wanna see Father. - You'll have to wait. Your father's busy.
That's what you told me yesterday and the day before.
- I thought this was the slack season. - Business is picking up.
Oh, but I've got to see him, it's terribly vital.
Hello.
Judy is on her way in. Hold her a minute.
It will be just a minute.
I don't see what difference one little minute makes. Do you?
Judy.
Well, Judy.
My own little Judy.
Of course, Father. Who else is?
- What brings you two here? - We came about the radio program.
Oh, yes, of course.
Oogie's drawn up a contract he wants you to sign.
He's gonna be a Supreme Court justice. Sign here.
Well, Judy, I'd never sign anything before I read it.
Now you two run along.
Well, it's nothing tricky, Mr. Foster. Just seven years.
Oh, with options.
Seven years?
Well, what if your voice changes?
Now, here, Judy...
...you take that and buy yourself a new dress for the radio show.
- Buy a dress, Father? - Yeah, and get yourself some shoes...
...or buy anything that you want to. But run along.
- Are you sure you feel all right? - Oh, I feel fine.
He looks fine to me.
Sure. Fine.
Father, how old are you?
Well, I'm just half as old as you think I am, Judy.
- Run along, go on up to the store. - I think he wants us to go.
- Get yourself a lot of clothes. - It's happened.
- Huh? - Men, beasts. I hate you all.
- Golly, Judy, what did I do? - Nothing yet, but you will.
- Why? - Because you're a man.
One of us must be crazy, Judy. Frankly, I'm bewildered.
From now on, don't you ever speak to me again.
Very well, Miss Foster.
I'll see you at rehearsal at 4. Purely as maestro and vocalist.
I'm a very patient man, but I've reached the end of my rope.
Miss Clarke...
...do you have trouble with men?
Just getting them, that's all.
For goodness sakes, Oogie, stop pacing. You'll wear yourself out.
How can you have a rehearsal with nobody to rehearse with.
- Oh, maybe she isn't coming? - Judy will be here.
Well, where is she?
I'm the last man in the world who would know where Judy Foster is.
Well, good afternoon, Miss Foster.
You know that we have a radio show to do on Tuesday morning?
Yes, I know, Oogie. I'm ready.
Okay, kids, let's hit it.
Presenting The Foster Fish Program.
# Spend each Tuesday morn at 8
# With Judaline
# Don't forget you've got a date
# With Judaline
# Like an angel out of space
# Golden hair and a classic face
# Nothing like her anyplace
# Man, she's really fine
# I love the charming way you speak
# On Judaline
# It brings the color to the cheeks
# On Judaline
# Although you mean All the things you've said
# You're embarrassing me instead
# No one person could be so divine
# Lovely as a summer breeze
# It is Judaline
# Makes me wonder if these charms are really mine
# If I'm all the things that you see in me
# Where's the me that I used to be?
# Where is Judy?
# You mean Judaline
# 'Coz I spend my life in being
# Judaline
Golly, now what did I do?
This time, Oogie, I think I'm the one who's at fault.
I'll talk to her.
Judy...
...what's the matter?
Oh, I can't tell you, Carol. I can't tell anybody.
Come on and sit down.
Don't you trust me, Judy?
Of course I trust you, Carol.
It's just that...
I think men are awful. Even the ones you think are wonderful...
...turn out to be just like the ones you think aren't wonderful.
Please forgive me, Judy.
I don't know how it happened. I didn't want it to.
It just did.
I didn't think it was possible to fall in love with anyone so fast.
I wanted so to tell someone.
There wasrt anyone to tell. Anyway, I don't think he even likes me.
What are you talking about, Carol?
Stephen.
- Werert you? - No, I wasrt.
If I hadrt decided just this morning to put men completely out of my life...
...I'd be very angry with you. Very angry indeed.
I guess it must be his age. It's caught up with him.
I'm talking about my father.
Your father? What are you saying?
He's hiding a woman in his office.
Oh, you must be mistaken.
Your father is wonderful.
- He wouldn't do anything like that. - This isn't the first time either.
She'll probably be there tomorrow too.
Carol, what shall I do? I can't tell Mother.
- No, you mustrt do that. - Tomorrow is their wedding anniversary.
Well, there must be some reason.
There has to be a reason. How's his home life?
Father says it's noisy.
Usually when a man turns to another woman...
...it's because something's lacking in his home life.
He's seeking a change.
- Maybe he doesn't get enough affection. - Of course he gets enough affection.
We think he's the most wonderful father in the world.
At least he was.
Oh, Judy, we can't let this happen.
Not to your home.
I have an idea. Now, today when you go home, be sure that you...
Judy, what are you doing?
Oh, just making things more comfortable for him.
I mean, Father.
Well, that's very nice, I'm sure.
You really should do something about your hair.
- My hair? - Father would think it looks dreadful.
Please sit down.
As long as the dinner is good, your father won't notice my hair.
It's terribly important to a man how a womars hair looks.
It's important to your father how his food tastes.
You spend too much time in the kitchen.
You should appeal more to his aesthetic senses than to his stomach.
Oh, you don't know your father.
No, I guess I don't.
But then who does?
Mother, what shade of lipstick are you using?
Let me see, I think the clerk called it Soft Rose Number 3.
- Soft Rose? - Or was it Number 4?
What you should use is Flaming Folly. It does things for you.
Yes, I'm sure I would, Judy. I'll bite my lips for tonight.
- Mother? - Mm?
- Do you have a black nightgown? - Judy Foster.
What is this all about?
Oh, nothing, I've just been reading a book.
A book on how to have a happy peaceful home.
Randolph? Do you have to be so noisy?
What did you do to your hair, Mom? It looks awful.
You keep out of this. Mother's hair looks simply beautiful.
- And it does things for her. - Yes, I can feel it does.
- Randolph! - Now what?
Stay out of it. That's for Father.
And when Father gets home, be glad to see him.
And act with a little charm for once.
Sure, sure, I'll be just like Walter Pidgeon.
Or would you rather have me be Clark Gable?
Walter Pidgeon would be fine.
Oh, and when Father cracks a joke, laugh whether it's funny or not. Just laugh.
Oh, that's asking a good deal, Judy.
# Swing low, sweet chariot Coming for to carry me...
Nightingale, could you sing something else?
Yeah, I can sing "John Browrs Body Lies A-Moldering in the Dust."
No, but not to try to sing so loud.
What is the use of singing if you don't sing loud?
# Swing low, sweet chariot
Two minutes till 6. Dinner ready yet?
Gramps? - Eh?
Gramps, tonight when you say grace at dinner...
...would you mention something about home is where the heart is?
Sure thing, Judy. Sure thing.
Nightingale, Nightingale.
There's Father's car. Randolph, Mother, come on down here.
Randolph, laugh at Father's jokes.
And, Mother, don't you forget to kiss Father hello.
Let's all sing.
# Mid pleasures and palaces
# Though we may roam
# Be it ever so humble
# There's no place like home
# There's no place like home.
# Oh, there's no place like home
Well, greetings, everybody, greetings.
- Hello, Melvin. - Hello, Dora.
Father.
- Well. - Hello, pater.
Hey, what's going on around here, anyway? Dora, you look awfully funny.
- You sure you're feeling well? - Oh, Father.
It's just a new hair dress, Melvin. Judy didn't care for the old one.
Oh, like I always say, hair today and gone tomorrow.
Now, wait a minute. Somebody's up to some mischief around here.
Oh, we're just in high spirits. After all, tomorrow is the big day.
So it is. And do you know what else is going to happen tomorrow?
What else is going to happen?
You'd like to know, wouldn't you, huh?
- You're going to increase my allowance? - Randolph.
I'm going to surprise you all.
A surprise?
Melvin, how wonderful. I adore surprises.
Yes, sir. A surprise to end all surprises.
Another one?
Oh, no. They're very good, though, Mr. Andrews. Very Good.
You've been doing this sort of thing, I presume, for some time?
No, just for a couple of days, in fact.
I see.
Going to make this your lifework?
No.
Got something else to do, is that it?
- Yes. - What?
Look, Jameson...
...as a private investigator, you couldn't get a job on a soap opera.
Yes, sir. I suppose you're right.
- Who sent you? - Oh, I'm not at liberty to tell, sir.
- It couldn't be Carol's father, could it? - Yes, sir. I mean no, sir.
Yes, sir.
Why should Mr. Pringle care how long I've been mixing malted milks?
After all, Carol's his only daughter.
He has to be careful of the kind of people she becomes involved with.
Go on. - Well, it's just a routine sort of thing.
He's naturally interested in, shall we say, your background.
Yes, let's do.
You can understand his feelings on the matter.
His daughter's welfare would be his first concern.
It would, eh?
Take care of him, Pop. I'll be right back.
Mr. Pringle is busy and can't be disturbed. Perhaps this afternoon he'll talk to you.
Would you please tell Mr. Pringle I wish to speak to him.
- Do you have an appointment? - Just tell him Stephen I. Andrews is here.
Mr. Stephen Andrews is here, sir.
Not now, I'm busy.
But he's already on his way in, Mr. Pringle.
It's customary to knock before you enter.
I didn't know you were interested in courtesies or I would have knocked.
Now, just a moment. What is it you want?
I wanna save you a little time and expense.
My name is Stephen I. Andrews.
I weigh 170 pounds and my health is excellent.
I spent two years in college, three years in the Navy.
I'm working my way through school to become a doctor.
- That's fine. - I believe in God. I believe in my country.
And I don't think the younger generatiors going to the dogs.
I play a good game of tennis. My swimming gets by.
- Well, that's... - My parents were born in Missouri...
...and have lived there for 46 years.
Unless they've done something in the past two weeks...
...to disgrace the name of Andrews, you'll find them respectable people...
...who have an interest in what their sons are doing.
And if you'll excuse my saying so, sir, if you'd do the same thing...
...you wouldn't send your butler out asking silly questions...
...because you'd know yourself what was going on.
Now, any further questions, Mr. Pringle?
Yes, I have. Just what is your interest in my daughter?
She's one of the most beautiful, spoiled egotistical girls I've ever had to meet.
Now that I've met you, I understand better why she is as she is.
- Anything else? - That's enough.
Then good day, sir.
Mr. Pringle, what are you doing home?
What's surprising about coming to dinner?
Why, nothing, sir. Nothing. Did you say dinner?
Yes. Now, whatever's prepared, make it for three.
Yes, sir, three.
And tell my family I want to see them in the library.
Yes, sir.
And I've got something to say to you too later.
Yes, sir.
You see...
...I realized I haven't been a very good father and...
Good evening, Father.
Good evening, Carol. Good evening.
You look lovely tonight, Carol. You really do.
And you've grown too. You certainly have.
Wort you come in and sit down?
Good evening, Father.
Oh, Ogden, my boy.
Come in, come in.
Sit down, sit down.
You know, I thought perhaps we might...
...have a little sort of family get-together before dinner.
It won't take long. Sort of get acquainted with one another.
You know, it's just wonderful to be home with one's family.
Just wonderful.
Father, I thought you had a board of directors' meeting tonight.
Well, to tell you the truth, I did, but I decided they could meet without me.
You see, I think my family should come first.
Ogden, I've been thinking.
How would you like to go on a fishing trip up in the mountains?
Just the two of us.
We could cook our own meals.
Of course, they probably won't be very good. I was never much of a cook.
But I might be a lot of fun. Don't you think so, son?
Well, yes, sir.
If you say so, sir.
Ogden, you know that "sir" sort of frightens me.
Do you think maybe you could say "Dad"?
Yes, sir. Dad.
Say, I have an idea. How do you feel about seeing a show tonight?
We could make it a party. Ogden...
Oogie, you might call Judy. Nice girl, Judy. She might like to go along.
Oh, no, I can't call her.
You see, we've separated.
Well, of course, if that's the way you feel about her, it's all right with me.
How about you, Carol?
I've been thinking about that young man, Stephen.
Seems like a fine young man. Good qualities.
Of course, I realize you're a little young...
...but I would have no objections if after a while you...
Why don't you phone him?
Maybe he'd like to go to the show with us.
I'd rather not.
I'm sure Stephen has no interest in me whatsoever.
Nor I in him.
Oh, well, of course if that's the way you feel about him, Carol...
...it's perfectly all right with me.
Father, did something go wrong at the office today?
No, no, everything's fine.
Dinner is served.
Thank you. Thank you, Jameson.
Will you excuse me? I'll be right with you.
Of course, dear. Come on, son.
Oh, Judy...! Oh.
- Hello. - Hello, Judy?
Something frightening's just happened.
Father came home to dinner.
Yes.
He isn't acting a bit normal.
And that isn't all.
He practically came right out and said it was time I was getting married.
I think he wants to get rid of me.
Carol, I know just how you feel.
I think Father's trying to get rid of me too.
At dinnertime, he kept telling me what a wonderful young man Oogie is.
Yes, he did.
Parents are such great responsibilities.
# In my heart
# There's only room for Judaline
# I've seen orchids
# Try to bloom like Judaline
# Judaline
# Golden hair and an angel face
# Spring for me is in her embrace
# What a glow
# To know that she is mine
# Ain't she divine?
# Beautiful to look at
# Are my Judy's eyes
# Bright as stars
# When only two are in the sky
# When there's Judy, there's melody
# While there's Judy, there's love for me
# And the sun will shine
# Judaline. Judaline.
Hey, Judy. Judy, I gotta talk to you.
Whatever you have to say can keep till morning.
No, it can't. I gotta see you right away.
For heavers sakes, go on down and talk to him.
All right, Father.
Okay, thanks, fellas. You can go home now.
And don't make any noise.
This is the silliest thing I ever heard of.
Oogie, it isn't that I didn't enjoy the song. It was very nice.
But did you have to wake up the whole neighborhood with it?
Gee, I'm sorry, Judy.
I had to see you, though, to say goodbye.
Goodbye? Well, where you going?
Going on a fishing trip with my father.
But what about the radio show?
You mean, I shouldn't leave?
I don't care if you leave or not.
If you wanna walk out on a business deal, you go ahead.
I shouldn't expect loyalty from you, anyway.
Judy Foster, I've been loyal and true to you for years.
Ever since the first time I met you and you ran over me with your tricycle.
And you've been running over me ever since.
But things have changed. I've grown up.
And when you grow up and can quit acting like a child, call me.
I may be waiting for you and I may not.
And in the meantime, I have many important things to take care of.
One of them is to go on a fishing trip with my dad.
We're going alone, just the two of us.
And we don't need any women around to tells us what we can and what we can't do.
I maybe back in time for the radio show and I may not.
So good night, Judy, and goodbye.
Attaboy, Oogie, that's the way to talk to them.
Always keep the upper hand.
I don't know which one is more middle-aged.
You'll be the sensation tonight, Mr. Foster. I'm so glad for you, so glad.
Well, I'm happy I don't have to earn a living doing that.
It's much easier selling fish.
Well, you do it for a living, it is like selling fish.
Hope that you're not late for your rehearsal...
...and that Mr. Cugat won't be angry with you.
Cugie, angry? Oh, no, he never gets angry.
He's sweet and kind just like you, Mr. Foster.
Always a gentleman. He's gentle as a kitten.
- And we'll be married pretty soon. - No.
- Yes. - Isn't that wonderful.
Well, I hope your married life is as happy as mine has been.
It will be. If it's not, I hit Cugie right on the head.
Yes, Mr. Foster?
Miss Rosita and I are going to the hotel for the wedding-anniversary dinner tonight.
- You can take the rest of the day off. - Thank you, Mr. Foster. I'd love to.
- Good luck. And congratulations. - Thank you ever so much.
I'm going home to tell Mother.
Oh, no, Judy, you mustrt do that.
Not on the day of her wedding anniversary.
In fact, I'm not sure you should ever tell her.
Maybe somehow there's been a mistake.
Maybe.
There's no mistake.
I think she has a right to know.
Then at least wait until after the party tonight.
All right.
Carol, you won't hold of this against me.
Of course not, Judy.
Who knows?
I may be coming to you with the same kind of problem.
So my Rosita, my dove, my little pigeon, the light of my life, she's late again, eh?
You think you're so good you don't have to come to rehearsal, no?
Cugie, he's just a little bit upset. Just a little.
And don't go away. He does not stay angry long.
I'll show you.
Now, you're not going to stay angry long with your baby?
Well, I'll forgive you. This last time I forgive you.
But you better don't forget a single word of your song.
You see? His bite is worst than his bark.
Now I rehearse my song, then you talk about your dinner tonight, huh?
There.
Nice.
Pancho, go down with eight and come up with the downbeat.
# I love the Latin music of Senor Cugat
# He's got the kind of a zip That only a few got
# The music is romantic
# The music is exciting
# But I like a little better what you got
# Not Cugat, but what you got
Ahh...
That's the kind of the music. I like it.
It talks to my skin.
# I'm a jitterbug and I'm hot as a pipe
# I want to tell you, brother I'm the bobby-sock type
# I'm a red tomato and I'm overly ripe
# I'm cooking with gas
# I got a mellow fellow And he's right on the track
# And I'm so tutti-fruitti That I holler, "Hey, Mack"
# Beats me up, Barry And I'll beat you right back
# I'm cooking with gas
# Dig, dig, dig, deep right in the grove
# Then send me boy with a boot and a boat
# I got some fish in my food
# I don't know what the heck That I'm talking about
# I'm an alligator and I'm sharp as a bug
# I like to boogie-woogie Like to chew up a rug
# I'm very, very groove And I'm a hot chili pep
# I'm cooking with gas
# Oh, Dig, dig, dig, deep right in the grove
# Then send me boy with a boot and a boat
# I've got some fish in my food
# I don't know what the heck That I'm talking about
# - Do you like it? # - Yes, I like it
# - Do you dig me? # - Yes, I dig you
# - Is it murder? # - Sure, it's murder
# - Will you swing it? # - Yes, I will
# I'm the zootiest chick this side of Brazil
Yes, sir.
Come in.
Oh, Judy, dear, come in.
Will you please excuse us? I'd like to talk to Mother alone.
I'm practically downstairs right now, Miss Judy.
My, oh, my. Doesrt she look just like a bride to be?
Thank you, Nightingale.
- Mother? - Hm?
Do you love Father very much?
Very much, Judy.
Very, very much.
When a woman loves a man terribly...
...and finds out that he doesn't love her like she thought he did...
...what happens then, Mom?
Well, at my age it might very well be a tragedy.
But at your age, honey, it's just all part of growing up.
Learning about people, learning about a lot of things.
Whatever problem you have, we'll work out together.
Now, this is no time to be sad.
We're all going out to dinner and have a grand time, aren't we?
- Of course we are, but this is much... - Ready, Dora?
- Practically ready, Melvin. - Good evening, Father.
Oh, such formality. Good evening, Miss Foster.
Will we do?
I'm looking at the two most beautiful women in the world.
- Thanks, Melvin. - Thank you, Father.
Judy, I want to speak to your mother just a few minutes alone.
I'll be waiting outside if you need me, Mother.
All right, dear.
Dora, I'm a little bit worried about Judy.
She's been acting very strange the past week.
I just bumped into her a few minutes ago...
...and she looked at me and shook her head.
I thought she want to tell me something, then she ran away.
She's probably trying to make up her mind between Stephen and Oogie.
And, Melvin...
...your letting her make her own decision as you're doing is wonderful.
Judy will be all right.
I think she likes living here.
You know something, Dora?
I do too.
- There. You look really sharp, Gramps. - You really think so, Randolph?
Sure. I bet you were a jim-dandy when you were a young guy.
Well, I never had any complaints.
Randolph? Gramps?
I have something to say of the utmost importance.
Something that may change our whole lives.
- You gonna run for president? - This is no time for jokes, Randolph.
- Oh, what is it, Judy girl? - Well, just remember one thing if you will.
Whatever happens this evening, we must be patient and understanding.
We must stick together.
Please remember.
My sister used to be a normal human being.
Now she's in love.
Never criticize anyone for being in love, Randolph.
It's a mighty important institution.
Now, ladies and gentlemen, I take great pleasure in presenting to you...
...our very talented, lovely and beautiful singer...
...Senorita Rosita Conchellas.
# We gotta get going Where are we going?
# What are we gonna do?
# We're on our way to somewhere
# But only me and you
# All we see there, who we'll see there What a very big surprise
# There may be caballeros With dark and flashing eyes
# We're on our way
# Pick up your pack
# And if we stay
# We won't come back
# How can we go? We haven't got a dime
# But we're going And you're gonna have happy time
# Now, someone said They just come back from somewhere
# A friend of mine that I don't even know
# He said there's lot of fun If we can get there
# If that's the case
# That's the place
# The place we want to go
# We gotta get going, where we going?
The nerve of her. How dare she?
How dare she? And in front of Mother too.
# Who we'll see there, who will be there What a very big surprise
# There maybe caballeros With dark and flashing eyes
# I'll take the train
# You take the boat
# Or I'll take the plane
# And you ride the boat
# Oh, we don't care
# We rather walk or climb
# But we're going And you're gonna have a happy time
Melvin, she seems to know you.
Oh, yes, I get around quite a bit.
- We've got a great big secret, Dora. - Did somebody say, "Let's eat"?
Nobody did, Gramps, but it's a good idea.
Hello, girls, did you want to see me?
Never mind being polite.
- You ought to be ashamed. - Ashamed of what?
Running around with a man old enough to be your father.
It is my business who I choose to run around with.
- You run around with a married man. - A married man with children.
- Just a minute, did you say married? - Yes, married and with two children.
- Grown children. - Two children?
You're breaking up a wonderful family and a happy home.
It was a happy home.
You wait in here.
Don't go away.
There, sit down.
Now you tell him what you just told me.
Go on, tell him.
Go on. Okay, then I tell him.
You big good-for-nothing unfaithful lug.
Why don't tell me you're married? And have two children. Grown children.
What do you mean, married? I am not married.
I don't have two children of any kind. What is this all about?
We didn't mean you, Mr. Cugat.
We were talking about Mr. Foster.
Mr. Foster? Mr. Foster, eh?
- My father. - Her father.
Werert you at his office this week?
And hiding in his closet?
- Well, were you? - Of course I was.
I mean, I was teaching him to rumba.
In a closet?
Oh, I see.
You thought... Oh, my.
I was teaching your father to rumba as a surprise for you and your mother tonight.
What?
Oh, I'm afraid we made a terrible mistake, Miss Rosita.
Oh, please forgive us, Mr. Cugat.
I forgive you.
You I wanna talk to.
And as for Mr. Foster, he better know how to do the rumba.
I guess I better apologize to my father.
I think the less said the better.
Might as well go back now.
Just a minute, Carol. I believe we have some unfinished business.
Now that my faith in men has been restored...
...what's this about you and Stephen?
Stephen? Well, I don't know.
That is, not exactly.
Well, exactly what does "not exactly" mean?
I mean that Stephen isn't interested in me.
Not even a little bit.
Well, then, if he isn't interested in you, Carol, maybe he could be interested in me.
I think he might be.
- Shall we join the others? - Mm-hm.
I should have known all the time my father was fatherly.
Dora, I don't like to mention this...
...but don't you think you should brush up on your rumba a little bit?
Tell me, how did you manage to keep this a secret from the children and me?
No trouble at all. It was easy.
In fact, they used to call me "Foxy Foster."
Excuse me, Carol.
Evening, Oogie.
- Oh, good evening. - Hi.
There's something I wish to discuss with you.
Oh, of course. Go right ahead.
I thought you'd like to know that I've changed.
I'm not the same Judy Foster you knew yesterday.
Well, you look the same to me.
I've decided to take you back.
Frankly, Miss Foster, I don't want you back.
Oogie Pringle, you listen to me. First you want me, then you don't want me.
Now that I want you to want me, you don't want me. Make up your mind.
- I have made up my mind. - He has made up his mind.
- Mitzi, you keep out of it. - I don't have to.
- You keep out... - Girls, girls, please be calm.
You'll find someone someday, Judy.
Good evening, Mr. Pringle.
Oh, Oogie. Oogie, you're so right.
I hope you two will be very happy.
Oh, Oogie, I didn't know you cared for me.
Oh, don't talk to me.
I'm confused.
Good evening, Stephen, Mr. Pringle.
- Judy, Is my daughter here? - She's right over there.
- Will you excuse me? - Oh, I certainly will.
Will you dance with me, Stephen?
The situatiors desperate.
Of course I'll dance with you, Judy.
May I join you?
Please do.
What would you say if I told you I had the prettiest...
...and nicest daughter in the whole world?
I guess I'd be so happy...
...I don't know what to say.
Then don't say anything.
- Would you like to dance? - No, thank you.
In fact, I think I'd like to go home.
I wish you'd do me a favor.
I'd like you to stay, just a little while.
Just as you say, Dad.
Where are you going?
I have something very important to take care of.
Ladies and gentlemen...
...we have a young lady here with us tonight...
As a matter of fact, she's just a little more than 16.
who will sing a song in honor of her mother and father...
...who are celebrating their 20th wedding anniversary.
Miss Judy Foster.
This is the final insult.
Don't forget, Judy, this is a celebration for your mother and dad.
May I?
Havert you forgotten something?
Maybe.
I'm spoiled and egotistical.
That's right.
Maybe I'll get used to you, say in...
Well, say in a few years. You think so?
If you don't, it will be all your fault.
That's all right. I'll take that chance.
I forgive you for everything.
# It's a most unusual day
# It's like catching a bridal bouquet
# It's like reaching the moon Or composing a tune
# It's a most unusual day
# All the world is bursting with song
# And I feel like I really belong
# It's like finding a friend Having money to spend
# It's a most unusual day
# There are people greeting people
# There is sunshine everywhere
# There are people greeting people
# And a feeling of spring in the air
# It's a most unusual time
# I keep feeling my temperature climb
# If my heart won't behave In the usual way
# Then there's only one thing to say
# It's the most unusual Most unusual
# Most unusual day